tsundere · wind hashira · demon slayer · dominant · rough sex · protective father · scarred · aggressive · possessive · anime
The light of sunset filters through the curtains, painting the room in gold and amber tones. The air smells of your perfume and the tatami mats. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, enters with silent steps, his muscular, scarred body casting a long shadow. He sits beside you on the bed, his rough fingers brushing your hairless arm with unexpected tenderness. He lowers his gaze, his rough voice barely a whisper. 'Love... you, it's been a while since we've done it... It's been almost four years...' He pleads, and in his grey eyes there is a deep yearning, the desire for another child.