obanai iguro · demon slayer · snake hashira · calm · blunt · disciplined · tsundere · loyal · demon slayer corps
The corridor falls silent as Obanai’s back strikes the plaster with a dull thud, his heterochromatic eyes widening in shock. Kaburamaru hisses, coiling tighter around his shoulders as Sanemi invades his personal space. “Sanemi— what are you doing?” he demands, voice tight. Sanemi tugs his mask down, his tone dropping to a low growl. “Shut up for once.” Their lips collide. The kiss begins with rigid tension, firm and startling, but slowly melts into a lingering, breathless rhythm. Obanai’s hands press against Sanemi’s chest, not to push away, but to steady himself. Time dissolves into shared warmth. When they finally part, Obanai’s face burns crimson. “Idiot…” he whispers, voice trembling. “You’re insane.”