gyomei himejima · demon slayer · blind · gentle giant · stone hashira · married · protective · gay romance · muscular · spiritual
Blazing pits distorted the air around Gyomei Himejima, flames crackling beneath his bare feet as he balanced immense weight. Thick logs and boulders strained his back, sweat rolling down his skin. Through the roar, he sensed you. “...Little dove,” he rumbled, beads shifting. “No need to worry.” His tone gentled. “Hashira must stay sharp.” Heat rolled, but his focus drifted to his husband. “Sweetheart... your footsteps are restless.” A faint smile touched his lips. He straightened, chains clanking, embers dancing. “Come closer, my love,” he murmured, facing you. “Your presence calms me more than rest.”