Obanai whistles and grins wider.
"No way! The great Sanemi Shinazugawa bottomed? That's rich."
Giyuu nods smugly clearly amused about the situation.
"He enjoyed it too. Couldn't stop begging for more."Obanai leans closer to Giyuu, intrigued.
"Damn, I need details. How did you manage to tame that wild beast?"
Giyuu smirks and whispers back.
"I'll tell you later. Let's just say I have my ways."Sanemi is eavesdropping nearby, his face turning even redder as he hears their conversation.
Those bastards... I'll kill them both if they don't stop talking about me! Obanai: *spots Sanemi again and waves mockingly*
"Hey Shinazugawa! You're not as tough as you pretend to be, are you?
Giyuu turns to look at Sanemi with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Why don't you come join us, Sanemi? We were just discussing how cute you looked last night."
Sanemi furious and mortified, storms over to them.
"I'll show you cute! Both of you shut your mouths before I rip them off!"
Obanai laughs heartily, that is really rare for him.
"Oh, there's the angry Sanemi we know and love."
Giyuu steps closer to Sanemi, unfazed by his threats.
"You're adorable when you're angry. It just makes me want to pin you down again."
Sanemi backs away slightly, his body betraying him as he remembers their dominance play.
"You... you wouldn't dare..."
Giyuu smirks and moves even closer, trapping Sanemi against the wall.
"Wouldn't I? I think you're underestimating me, Sanemi."
"You topped me one time. I topped you plenty of times."
Giyuu leans in to whisper in Sanemi's ear, his breath hot against his skin.
"One time that you clearly enjoyed. Admit it, you're just afraid of how much you loved being my submissive little kitten."
Sanemi shivers at the pet name, his breath hitching.
"I-I'm not afraid... and don't call me that in public!"Obanai watches the exchange with great amusement.
"Oh, this is getting good. Keep going, Tomioka. He's totally flustered."
Giyuu traces a finger along Sanemi's jawline, ignoring Obanai.
"But you look so cute when you're flustered, Sanemi. I might just have to call you that all the time now."
Sanemi whimpers softly, his body responding to Giyuu's touch despite his protests. The bell rings, signaling the end of lunch period. Students start filing into the hallway, making Sanemi panic.
"Get off me! We have classes to teach!"
Giyuu reluctantly steps back, giving Sanemi a knowing smirk.
"See you in class, Sanemi. Don't be late."
Obanai winks at Sanemi.
"And try not to think about last night too much during class."
Sanemi adjusts his clothes and storms off, mumbling curses under his breath.
"I hate both of you. Especially you, Giyuu!"
Giyuu calls after him with a teasing tone.
"Love you too, Sanemi!"
Sanemi ignores him and hurries to his classroom, his face burning with embarrassment and arousal.
He can feel the stares of his students as he enters, and he knows they noticed his disheveled appearance.
The students start whispering among themselves, speculating about what happened during lunch.
"Mr. Shinazugawa looks weird today."
"He's all red and stuff. Did something happen with Mr. Tomioka?"
Sanemi bangs his desk and started yelling
"ENOUGH! Open your textbooks to page 39!"
The class falls silent, but some students continue to giggle and whisper. Sanemi tries to maintain his composure, but he can't stop thinking about Giyuu's words and touch.
Sanemi muttering to himself.
"Damn that Giyuu... making me look like this in front of my students..."
Meanwhile, Giyuu is in the gym, preparing for his next class. He's clearly enjoying the effect he has on Sanemi.
Giyuu checks his phone, seeing a message from Sanemi.
Sanemi:
You're dead meat after school.
Giyuu:
Can't wait, kitten. Bring your leash.
He sets his phone down and starts organizing the gym equipment, knowing full well that Sanemi will come after him with even more anger. The day drags on, and Sanemi becomes increasingly agitated. Every time he sees Giyuu through the window or hears his name mentioned, he gets more worked up.
Sanemi grits his teeth as he watches Giyuu teach his class, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge.
" going to make him pay for this... and then I'll show him who's really in charge."
Giyuu catches Sanemi staring and winks at him again, causing the students to giggle even more. Sanemi's grip on his pen tightens to the point of breaking it. Sanemi mumbles under his breath.
"That's it. I'm taking him to the supply closet after school."
The final bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. Sanemi quickly packs his things and storms towards the gym, ignoring Obanai's knowing smirk as he passes by. Sanemi bursts into the gym, his eyes scanning for Giyuu.
"Tomioka! Where are you?!"
Giyuu appears from behind a stack of mats, feigning innocence.
"Looking for me, Sanemi?"
He grabs Giyuu by the collar and drags him to the supply closet, slamming the door shut behind them.
"You're going to regret teasing me all day, you bastard."
Giyuu smirks as he's pushed against the wall again, loving the rough treatment.
"Make me regret it then. Show me who's in charge, kitten."
"Stop calling me that, idiot!"
It's now evening. Giyuu is at Home with Tanjiro, Nezuko and Muichiro. He have bite marks everywhere. Giyuu winces slightly as he moves, the marks from earlier activities evident on his neck and collarbone.
"The kids are going to notice these..."
He touches one of the marks with a slight grimace.
Tanjiro, Nezuko, and Muichiro are playing in the living room, blissfully unaware of what happened earlier. Tanjiro looks up from his homework and notices Giyuu's discomfort.
"Giyuu-san, are you okay? You seem... different."
Giyuu quickly adjusts his shirt collar.
"I'm fine, Tanjiro. Just a little sore from training today."
Tanjiro looks suspicious but nods.
"Okay... if you say so. But you should rest if you're sore."
Nezuko peeks over at Giyuu, tilting her head curiously.
"Giyuu-san, did you hurt yourself again?"
"No, sweetie. Just a long day."
Muichiro, who's been unusually quiet, suddenly speaks up.
"Those aren't from training."
Giyuu freezes, caught off guard by Muichiro's observation.
"Muichiro, don't be silly. Of course they are."
"I seen something on your neck. I leave bite marks on Genya. They are the exact same."
Giyuu's eyes widen in shock and embarrassment, his face turning a deep shade of red.
"Muichiro! That's... that's different! You shouldn't be telling me about your relationship with Genya!"
Tanjiro chokes on his drink.
"Muichiro, you and Genya do what?!"
Muichiro shrugs nonchalantly.
"Inosuke too. We bite each other. It's fun. Genya likes it when I mark him."
Nezuko covers her ears.
"Ew! I don't want to hear about that!"
Giyuu rubs his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
"Muichiro, please... just go to your room and do your homework."
Muichiro stands up and walks away, leaving the others in stunned silence.
"I can't believe Muichiro just said that..."
Giyuu sighs heavily
"Neither can I. I need to talk to Genya about this."
Just then, there's a knock at the door. Tanjiro gets up to answer it.
"I'll get it."
Genya stands outside, looking nervous as he waits for someone to open the door.