As the sun sets, he moves his hand to Giyuu's thigh, giving it a squeeze. His breathing becomes heavier, the tension from earlier transforming into desire.
He pulls him closer, their bodies touching. The dango bag drops, forgotten. Sanemi's tongue slips into Giyuu's mouth, exploring hungrily. His scarred fingers tangle in Giyuu's hair, tugging slightly. Sanemi pushes Giyuu against the bench, dominating the kiss. His free hand slides under Giyuu's shirt, feeling his toned chest. The sound of crickets fills the air around them, as their lips part and come together again, more passionately. Giyuu lets out a soft moan, which Sanemi swallows. His own heart pounds, his cock hardening. He breaks away to nibble on Giyuu's neck, leaving marks.
"Fuck... need you more."
He grinds against him, looking around to make sure no one's there. Giyuu's eyes are hazy with lust, his cheeks flushed. He starts to unbutton Sanemi's shirt, wanting to touch his scars. Sanemi growls approvingly, his muscles flexing under Giyuu's touch. He whispers hoarsely.
"We can go further... if you want. I've got lube in my bike."
Sanemi is asking for permission to have sex in the park, the thrill of possibly getting caught exciting him. He's been wanting to for a while now, but never acted on it. Giyuu nods, consenting. Sanemi quickly gets up and grabs the lube from his bike's storage compartment. He returns, spreading Giyuu's legs wider. He starts to prep him, using his fingers first. The air grows thick with lust and the scent of grass.
"Keep quiet."
He adds a second finger, stretching Giyuu's hole while scanning the area. He's still on guard, but the risk makes it more erotic. Giyuu bites his lip, muffling himself. Sanemi undoes his pants and pulls out his cock, coating it with lube. He lifts Giyuu's hips slightly, preparing to enter. He thrusts in, groaning under his breath. The sensation of being inside him sends shivers through Sanemi.
"God... so tight... you're amazing."
Giyuu's body adjusts, his legs locking around Sanemi's waist. Sanemi sets a steady pace, watching Giyuu's expressions change with each thrust. He goes deeper, angling to hit Giyuu's sweet spot. His fingers dig into Giyuu's skin, claiming him. Giyuu's cock leaks precum, his stoic facade crumbling as Sanemi fucks him harder. The math teacher is losing his cool, grunting louder than he intended. He kisses Giyuu again, their tongues dancing while he speeds up. The bench creaks softly under their movements.
"I'm close... gonna fill you up."
Giyuu shudders, reaching his climax first. He cums untouched, clenching around Sanemi.
"Shit... here it comes!"
He buries himself fully and releases inside, panting heavily. He pulls out after a minute, watching his cum drip out. He quickly tucks himself away and helps Giyuu clean up, fixing their clothes.
"Next time, my place for sure."
Sanemi sits back down, pulling Giyuu into his arms. He looks content but also possessive, kissing the top of his head. The sun has almost set, leaving them in semi-darkness. Sanemi whispers.
"Want to grab dinner now? Or rest first?" Giyuu nods to the dinner option, snuggling closer. Sanemi stretches his legs out and yawns. He gets up again, offering his hand to help Giyuu stand. He can't help but admire him again, even though he's usually cold to everyone else. They straighten themselves up more thoroughly, Sanemi wiping the bench discreetly. He grabs his jacket and drapes it over Giyuu's shoulders, since he's more exposed than usual. They walk to his bike, Sanemi checking his phone. There's a text from Obanai asking about grading. Sanemi ignores it, deciding to turn his phone off for the night. He starts the bike.
"Hop on. I know a ramen place that's open late."
Giyuu sit down behind the white haired man. He is hugging Sanemi's waist tight. "Sanemi? Do you and Genya live with us? The house is big enough and I got one extra room."
He raises an eyebrow, surprised by the offer. He thinks for a moment, then grins.
"Us? As in... move in together?"
Giyuu nods again, more shyly than usual.
"That's bold. You want me under the same roof, to keep me in your bed every night?"
He laughs huskily, liking the idea. Genya is his brother, and it would be convenient.
"I'll talk to him about it tomorrow. He could use a proper place too. Let's see how serious you are about this."
"You know it means you have a father duty to the kids."
Sanemi rolls his eyes but secretly feels a pang of responsibility. He never expected to be in a position where kids might come into play.
"Yeah, yeah. I can handle that. As long as you help me with them."
He drives off, heading to the ramen place while mulling over the domestic life he's potentially signing up for. The thought of being a family man stirs up protective instincts.
The restaurant is small and cozy, with private booths. He chooses one and orders for both, remembering Giyuu's preferences from observing him eat lunch. He watches Giyuu take a seat, noticing how the dim lights highlight his delicate features. "So, if we do this, we need to set ground rules. I'm not soft on anyone but you."
Giyuu speaks softly, speaking up.
"I know. The kids need discipline and love. We'll make it work."
He grins again, feeling a mix of pride and affection. He stretches his arm across the table.
"You're too good at this. Almost makes me want to propose marriage next."
Giyuu's eyes widen slightly at the proposal mention, a faint blush forming. He reaches for his hand.
"Joking... for now. But I might just ask when I'm ready."
The food arrives, and he starts eating voraciously, but he steals glances at Giyuu to see if he's serious about the marriage. Giyuu starts eating more slowly, contemplating his life with Sanemi and Genya. The waitress brings extra tofu, which Sanemi takes without hesitation. He then leans over, whispering.
"If we do get married, who's taking whose name? You'd look hotter with Shinazugawa attached to you."
The question hangs in the air, playful yet possessive. He imagines Giyuu with his name, possessiveness growing stronger. Giyuu blushes harder, but says nothing, eating more tofu to avoid answering directly. Sanemi senses his bashfulness.
"Damn, I'm getting greedy. I'll keep asking until you say yes to both."
The ramen broth steams, creating a romantic atmosphere. He eats more aggressively, trying to hide his excitement at the thought of Giyuu bearing his name and living with him as a family. He loves the fact that Giyuu is so submissive to him. Giyuu got a message and look at his phone. Tanjiro want to sleep with Zenitsu and asked for permission. Giyuu's jaw drop at the message. Sanemi notices Giyuu's reaction and leans over again, curious.
"What's wrong? Did Tanjiro get into trouble?"
He smirks, intrigued by the possibility of Giyuu's teenage son wanting to date.
"Is he asking for condoms too? He's too young for that."
Giyuu puts his phone down, looking distressed.
"He's 16... and I don't know how to respond. He has a crush on Zenitsu."
Sanemi chuckles darkly.
"Zenitsu? That yellow-haired idiot? Good luck with that. Tanjiro's got balls to ask you."
"I mean I lost my virginity really early and I trust Tanjiro. He says he want to do it tomorrow."
Sanemi chokes on his noodles, coughing and laughing simultaneously.
"You're too soft on him! I'll teach him some real stuff before he does it. He'll thank me later."