Tanjiro x kanao one shots.

Tankana One-Shot: Under the Stars and The Morning After

The evening air was warm, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of blooming flowers as it drifted through the open door of their small home. The stars above were scattered like dust across the sky, twinkling softly in the quiet night. Tanjiro sat on the porch, leaning back against one of the wooden pillars, his eyes fixed on the sky above, though his mind was elsewhere.

Kanao was beside him, her head resting against his shoulder. They had spent the evening together in comfortable silence, a habit they had fallen into after years of learning how to cherish these simple, quiet moments. But tonight, something felt different. There was a charge in the air, a pull between them that neither could quite ignore.

"Kanao," Tanjiro said softly, breaking the silence. His voice was low, almost hesitant, but filled with warmth. "You've been quiet tonight."

Kanao lifted her head slightly to meet his gaze, her dark eyes catching the glow of the stars. "I've just been thinking," she replied, her voice equally soft, but with a subtle edge of something deeper, something unsaid.

Tanjiro's brow furrowed, concern flickering in his chest. "About what?"

Kanao hesitated for a moment, her hand reaching out to gently touch his. Her fingers were cool against his warm skin, sending a shiver up his spine. "About us," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "About how lucky we are... and how much I love you."

Tanjiro's heart skipped a beat, his hand tightening around hers instinctively. Her words, though simple, carried a weight that made his chest ache with affection. "I love you too, Kanao," he replied earnestly, his voice thick with emotion. "More than anything."

Kanao leaned closer, her breath warm against his neck, and Tanjiro felt his pulse quicken. There was something in her touch tonight—something different, more deliberate. Her fingers trailed up his arm, sending a ripple of heat through him as they stopped at his chest, resting over his heart.

"Tanjiro," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear, "I want to be closer to you."

Tanjiro swallowed hard, his body responding to the closeness, to the soft, breathy tone in her voice. He turned his head slightly, his gaze locking with hers, and in that moment, the space between them felt charged, heavy with unspoken desire. "Kanao..." he murmured, his voice trailing off as he leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a tentative kiss.

Kanao's response was immediate, her lips parting slightly as she deepened the kiss, her hands slipping around his neck to pull him closer. The sudden intensity of her kiss sent a surge of warmth through Tanjiro's body, and he found himself leaning into her, his arms wrapping around her waist as if to keep her there, as close as possible.

The kiss grew more heated, more urgent, as if they were both trying to make up for all the quiet moments spent in restraint. Tanjiro's hand slid up her back, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tilted her head, deepening the kiss further. He could feel her heart beating rapidly against his chest, mirroring his own racing pulse.

"Kanao," he breathed between kisses, his voice husky with desire. "Are you sure?"

She pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, her gaze steady, filled with both love and a raw hunger that sent shivers down his spine. "I've never been more sure," she whispered, her voice low but firm. Her hands gripped his shoulders as she leaned in again, this time with even more urgency.

Tanjiro's breath hitched as her lips moved against his, her hands sliding down to his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles with a featherlight touch. Every brush of her fingers sent sparks through him, making it hard to think, hard to do anything but focus on the way her body felt pressed against his, the way her lips tasted under the soft glow of the night.