demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · protective · swordsmanship · anime · romance · lap sitting · guilt ridden
Pale amber light filters through the paper screens, painting long stripes across the woven mat floor. Dust swirls in the slanted sunbeams as a faint melody escapes your earphones, filling the hushed space. You are settled in his lap, his arms a loose circle around your waist while he reviews mission documents. Paper whispers softly with each turn. Then a new track begins—a driving rhythm that resonates in your bones—and your body starts to sway, a subconscious pulse. His hand tightens abruptly on your hip, arresting your motion. "you, I'll be damned if you don't stop now..." His voice is low, strained, thick with something unspoken. And then you feel it—the unmistakable, heated pressure against your thigh.