Maybe one day... (HAS smut later on)

Why?

I wore my best haori which had dark purple rose patterns at its ends with a silk black background. It had a Russian purple nagagi that came with it. It was expensive, but I bought it out of the whim. Coincidentally, Shinobu happened to pass by my estate.

She looked delighted when I asked her to help me get ready. She gave me a braided bun with my bangs still sticking a bit out. *I didn't even know I had them.* she pinned a purple wisteria kanzashi in my bun. She gave me a mirror. I looked... Pretty. I swear, I almost looked as pretty as Shinobu. She put lipstick on my lips, now I looked exactly like a girl. She lit a match and put it out, she waved it in the air for it to cool down and gave me some eyeliner. Lastly, she gave me a small, yet very cute container of rub on perfume. She said it was phenomenal and pheromonal. I put it on, it made my nose tingle with a sweet sensation.

I was ready for my date. Well, a sort of date. Now I realized, what if I was late? I quickly got up and thanked Shinobu for her help and speed walked to the hill. I was admiring the beautiful sunset, if you looked at me, you'd turn a blind eye and think I was a pretty girl. Nothing else. I got close to the tree, I saw someone waiting on one of the trees thick branches, they saw me and slowly came down, I blushed lightly as I realized it was the Wind hashira, Sanemi. He looked almost surprised I came, he seemed even more shocked when I came closer.

Sanemi's POV:

Wow, wow, wow. He's unbelievable, he's beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I can't, I think I'm going to die. He's so beautiful, holy shit.

"Hello, Shinazugawa."
"I-i.... U-uhm... Hey."
"So, what's with the nice yukata?"
"Look who's talking, you're legit a woman at this point."
"Is that a bad thing?" he said, his cute face tilted.
"Not necessarily, but why do you look so..."
"Extra?"
"No, gorgeous."
His surprised face was covered with a tinted blush. He was so sweet.
"Thank you, Sanemi." God, he used my first name, he has no clue how much I want him.
"You're welcome, Giyuu."
"I'm glad we aren't formal." he chuckles, his smooth voice once again titillated me. I walked closer to him, his hand suddenly held mine. I felt my hand cool with his cold hands. I look at him, he was smiling so beautifully as I found myself leaning into him, our lips met. I wrapped my hands around his lean, and small waist, he kept his hand on my chest as I kissed him passionately...

... How was I going to tell him I asked him out as a dare from Iguro..?

I suddenly felt the need to pull away, his lipstick smudged as he looked up at me with eyes sweeter than honey.
"What's wrong?
"I'm sorry for yesterday.."
"It's alright, I forgive you.. Can... We continue..? "
"I-I asked you out as a dare."
"What...? How... Huh..?"
"I'm sorry! Iguro dared me and I thought you wouldn't even show up, but I actually like-"
He held up his hand, signing for me to stop. I felt my heart sink. Is... Is this how he felt when I pushed him away..? I felt so bad, I wanted to hold him close and repeat into his sweet ears that I was sorry. But, he started crying. Makeup running down his cheeks. I've never seen him cry, and it was heart wrenching.  I started to cry myself, I didn't deserve to, but I was. I pull him into my arms and kiss him softly.

Tomioka's POV once again:

I felt angry, awful. But, his lips were addictive. His scent, taste, touch, everything. So addicting.. I kept kissing him, I felt his chest heaving and his tongue panting once I seperated my lips from his.

We kept kissing until I ended up being picked up by him, he carried me to his estate and placed me on his bed, he seemed heated and so... Well... He seemed so tempting.. He untied my nagagi and saw my naked upper body, he gasped as he took in the sight of me.

"God... You don't know how long I've waited for this.."
He pulled my underwear down, my cock springing at his crotch. He chuckled, it was a deep, throaty chuckle. I felt an aroused feeling on my length. I gave him a short gasp as he touched my tip.
"Fuck... You're hard..." he took off his yukata, then his underwear. We were both naked and vulnerable, yet so excited; the exhilarating feel of his hands on me couldn't be controlled anymore.

I felt myself get harder by the second. He took my length into his mouth, his wet, tight throat pulsing as I pushed my manhood down his throat inch by inch. He bobs his head up an down, he sucked it as if there was diamonds at the bottom of my nutsack. I let out a breathy pant as he got up from his knees after a long, 6 minutes. He looked at me with a menacing grin.
"Did you find the experience... Pleasant...?"
I looked up at him as if he was joking. I was never touched by anyone like this, especially a person who had reciprocated the same feelings. I gulped as I gasped his name, the feeling he gave me was so orgasmic to the point I felt my guts shift. He flipped me over onto my stomach and slowly straddled me, slowly making my ass into a good fit for his monster of a cock. I never thought I'd say this, but God, his cock made mine harder. He bounced up and down as he felt my ass clap around his length. He groaned my name with such passion. I swear, each push I sensed me getting closer and closer to the pearly gates of heaven.

30 minutes later, he was tired, and so was I. I placed kisses all over his scarred body, I kissed him sweetly.
"I.. I love you, baby." My heart fluttered as he called me those sweet words.
"I... I love you too, Nemi. I hope you know.."

"I want you to... To tell no one about this.."
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"What..?"

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