The Shadow Hashira - Tengen X Reader X Sanemi

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A/N

Slight fluff hehe or Smut? hehehehe

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The night air was cool as Tengen and I walked back to the estate, the warmth of the hot spring still lingering on my skin. The quiet of the evening surrounded us, but it was a comfortable silence, filled with an unspoken closeness that made my heart beat just a little faster. With each step, the only sound was the crunch of gravel beneath our feet and the soft rustle of trees in the breeze.

After a few moments, Tengen shot me a sidelong glance, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "Enjoy the hot spring, Shadow?"

I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the smile that broke across my face. "Well, it was... more eventful than I expected. But yes, I enjoyed it." I nudged his shoulder playfully. "It's always fun watching you show off, even in something as simple as soaking in hot water."

"Show off?" he repeated with a chuckle, tilting his head. "Please, you know I'm naturally like this. No effort needed." He winked, and despite myself, I felt my cheeks warm. He had a way of saying things that felt almost infuriatingly charming.

"Sure, Mr. 'Naturally Like This,'" I shot back, rolling my eyes for good measure. But as we walked, I found myself glancing at his arm, the one he'd lost in the Entertainment District battle. The sleeve was neatly folded, and there was something so calm and self-assured about the way he carried himself. No hint of pity, no sign of regret. Just Tengen—strong, unbreakable, and as audacious as ever.

Before I knew it, I was speaking without thinking. "You... you did so well today," I murmured, my voice quieter. "I mean, you always do. But seeing you keep up with everyone in the strength trial..." My words trailed off as my gaze lingered on his arm, feeling a pang of guilt twist in my chest. For a moment, my mind flashed back to that night, to the battle and the choices that had led to this. A voice inside me whispered, What if I could have done more? Could I have stopped it?

But before I could sink further into my thoughts, Tengen's hand gently brushed my shoulder, and I realized he'd been watching me carefully, his eyes soft and knowing. "I can practically hear those thoughts, you know," he murmured, stopping us mid-step and turning to face me fully. "And I won't have it, not from you."

I blinked, feeling his large hands come up to cup my face, his palms warm against my cheeks. His thumbs grazed over my skin softly, grounding me, and I let myself sink into his touch, feeling the comfort radiate through me. His eyes were steady, unwavering as he held my gaze, and I felt the knot in my chest begin to loosen, his touch anchoring me in the moment.

"I chose to fight that night," he said, his voice low but full of that calm confidence that was so uniquely his. "We both did. And I would make that choice again if it meant protecting you, protecting all of us." His thumb brushed across my cheek, and I couldn't help but sigh, leaning into his touch as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"But still," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I can't help but feel like..." My words faded, replaced by a deep, quiet ache, one I hadn't let myself acknowledge until now.

"Hey." His voice softened, and he leaned in just a bit closer, his breath warm against my skin. "We're here now, together, aren't we?" He tilted his head, his gaze flickering between my eyes, a gentle determination in them. "And that's all that matters to me."

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting his words settle, feeling the warmth of his touch dissolve some of the guilt that had lingered all this time. When I opened my eyes, he was watching me with such tenderness that it made my heart ache in the best way.

Slowly, Tengen leaned in, his gaze flicking to my lips, his eyes asking a silent question. I could feel my own breath hitch, the air between us electric and charged. Before I even realized it, I was leaning in too, meeting him halfway, my heart racing as his lips brushed mine in a kiss that was soft, slow, and filled with an unspoken promise.

He deepened the kiss, his hand slipping to the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I responded without hesitation, reaching up to grasp his collar, the world around us fading into nothing as we stood there, connected by this unbreakable bond. Every worry, every lingering doubt, fell away, replaced by a warmth that settled deep within me.

Feeling the taste of Tengens lips left me with the urge to desire a bit more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to my skin. The kimono barely covering whats underneath as it started to peel off due to the friction Tengen and I created.

"Jump.'" Tengen grumbled into the kiss. His hand grasping my waist then rummaging its way down to squeeze my ass. I shuddered at his touch, moaning into the kiss once more.

Jump? What the fuck does he mean?

Without a thought I just jumped.

Tengen swiftly lifted me up with his single arm and walked us to a secluded area where there was a flat stone surface.

"What's with us and fucking in odd places." Tengen teased placing me down gently. His usual smirk playing on lips and he looked down on my opened kimono. He eyes tracing down from my breasts to my abs and back to my face once more. Meeting my e/c eyes.

"Hey if this is not your suit, we can just stop now I guess." I joked back, trying to cover myself as if to leave.

"Ah..ahhh..Not so soon moonlight." Tengen pulled my back strongly by my waist and nestled his lips onto my collarbone. "I wasn't complaining, love...just merely whining you up." he whispered into my ear.

Tengen continued to kiss along my collarbones, marking each bit of my bare skin as he trailed down my body. Using my elbows to prop my body up, Tengen was between my legs wrapping my waist with his arm.

"Hmm...Tengen." I hummed to his touches, feeling teased each time he places his lips against my skin, "Stop teasing me..."

"Teasing?...I would never" He replied with a smile.

YOU ARE TEASING YOU LITTLE SHIT.

Ugh that stupid smile, Tengen looked at me with such admiration that sometimes I question why? Why me? Why not someone else?

Before I can sink deeper into my thoughts, Tengen grabbed the nape of my neck and slammed his lips onto mine. We were both starving once more, fighting for control over each other and sadly to my own ego, I lost this battle. His hands came down to caress my breast, he began kneading it ever so softly but then as time went by I could feel it get rougher and rougher. His fingers teasing my nipple. A shot of pleasure shot through me as I could feel both pain and pleasure dancing on the same line.

My back began to arch onto his bare chest and I could feel his sex harden against me. Every time I think I could handle it, it feels as though he just gets bigger and bigger each time. My hands made its way down his abs grazing over each muscle and ended at his outline. Touching him, I slowed down my paced and brushed my fingers over the hem of his shorts, teasing him at his own game. He groaned into our kiss, feeling more heated as the time went by.

"You won't win at my own game Y/N." He mumbled.

"Oh really?" I taunted.

Before he could say anything else, I quickly flipped him over with the strength I had in me (despite his fucking massive body) and straddled him. My sex sat on his.

"It's about time I get to play for a bit no?" I said seductively. His eyes glimmering with mischief as his hand grabbed my thighs in response as if to say: As you wish.

Holy shit, he feels so big under me...fuck I'm already so wet just thinking of touching him and making him squirm under me.

'Y/N WHATS GOTTEN OVER YOU?' My brain cursed at me.