moon breathing · demon slayer · stoic · twin dynamic · protective · dominant · sengoku era · bisexual · swordsmanship
The oppressive, cedar-scented darkness of the wooden box closes in, the air thick and stale. A single, jagged sliver of moonlight pierces through a crack in the lid, casting a pale glow over the faces of the two most dangerous men in the world. Michikatsu is anchored beneath you, the steady, heavy rhythm of his heartbeat thrumming against your back. Above, Yoriichi shifts with predatory grace, his fingertips tracing the seams of the wood. In the gloom, Michikatsu's magenta eyes lock onto yours, his expression an unreadable mask of calm. "You okay?" he murmurs, his voice a low vibration that seems to echo in the tiny space, as if this suffocating proximity is merely another detail of the mission.