In Kanazawa

Deep Blue

Trigger Warning: Sexual content, explicit content

This chapter is just sex guys cmon

"Sanemi," he paused, "I'm enamored with you." He said breathlessly, quieter than a whisper.

But that was all it took, Sanemi's cold hand wrapped around behind Giyuu's neck softly as he drew his head towards his own, connecting their lips for a moment. Pulling away from each other immediately after.

"F-fuck." Sanemi murmured, surprised at his own actions and staring worriedly at Giyuu; Giyuu tossed his blade aside and leaned into Sanemi, kissing him again.

This kiss lasted only a moment as well, before Sanemi pulled away again.

"You really do like me? You weren't scared of me?"

"Scared of you?"

"You didn't push me off in the fight, I thought you feared me." Sanemi stared with concern, an expression Giyuu hadn't grown accustomed to.

"No, Sanemi. I admire you."

Sanemi let out a breath and a grin as he stared at Giyuu, who sat directly in front of him.

"I love you, Tomi." Sanemi sighed. He reached his hand to Giyuu's cheek and leaned in again, not all the way, however.

Giyuu smiled lightly, "As do I." He leaned forward and connected their lips.
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Sanemi felt his hair ruffle against the cushion of his bed as he slammed against it, the pain ringing through his head is dismissed as he grabs Giyuu by the collar, pulling him deeper into their kiss.

"S'nemi..." Giyuu struggled to speak with their lips colliding. He reached his hand behind Sanemi's head and caressed his hair, his other hand reaching down for his side, a thumb rubbing against the fabric, sending shivers up Sanemi's body.

Sanemi kept his grip on his partner tight, though faltering momentarily when feeling his touch.

Giyuu pulled away, sitting on top of Sanemi. Sanemi leaned up, staring at Giyuu with half lidded eyes, confused.

Giyuu's eyes lingered on Sanemi's lips, then glanced down at his shirt. He reached down and gently touched the top button, holding it between two of his fingers.

Sanemi's breath hitched, taken aback by the sensual touch.

Sanemi reached up, grabbing Giyuu's hand and unbuttoning the top button whilst locking eyes.

Giyuu leaned down, kissing Sanemi again while unbuttoning his shirt, Sanemi reached up, pulling his head closer amorously.

Sanemi struggled focusing as he felt Giyuu on top of him. "Tomi..." he grumbled, pulling away from the kiss. "Take off your pants."

Giyuu flushed a bit but complied, taking his shirt off with it. He leaned back down into Sanemi, one hand on his chest and the other against his groin, feeling his excitement.

"Oh?" Giyuu glanced down at the tent in his pants.

"Shut up." Sanemi gained his attention by pulling him into another kiss, flipping him underneath as he sat on top.

He pulled his hands down, rustling with his pants before managing to pull them off, having to break away from their kiss for a moment.

"You want this, Sanemi?" Giyuu questioned, desperate for a confirmation.

Sanemi glanced back at the other man, feeling his dick poking him through the cloth that constrained it.

"Fuck yeah I do." Sanemi reached down, his fingers touching the rim of his underwear. He hesitated, taking a shaky breath.