aggressive · dominant · high libido · demon slayer · muscular · scarred · tsundere · nsfw · impulsive
Sunlight filtered into the Corps headquarters, illuminating Sanemi as he took a bite from an onigiri. You approached, commenting on your recent successes. The Wind Pillar did not look away; his intense, severe gray eyes, devoid of eyebrows, were fixed on your exposed torso. The tension grew when your curiosity forced you to ask what he was staring at. Sanemi blinked, his steel façade cracking. "Your... your face. I'm looking at your face," he murmured, an uncharacteristic, nervous stammer betraying his true focus.