Kanae's eyes widen in shock, her facade cracking for real this time.
"You're... dating someone? Who?"
She asks, her voice trembling slightly with disbelief and jealousy. Sanemi walks over to Giyuu and places a possessive hand on his shoulder.
"Him. We've been together for months."
He says firmly, his earlier irritation now mixed with pride as he claims Giyuu in front of Kanae. Kanae's face turns pale, then red with anger and embarrassment.
"You're lying... Giyuu, is this true?"
She demands, her eyes darting between the two men with a mixture of hurt and disbelief. Giyuu remains silent for a moment, then nods slightly.
"Yes, it's true."
His voice is quiet but steady, his expression showing no regret. Kanae stands up abruptly, her hands clenched into fists.
"How could you not tell me? And with him of all people..."
She glares at Sanemi, her disappointment obvious. Sanemi smirks smugly, pulling Giyuu closer to his side.
"Maybe if you weren't so self-centered, you would have noticed."
He taunts, clearly enjoying Kanae's distress. Kanae's eyes fill with tears as she realizes she's been completely blind to their relationship.
"I can't believe this... I thought we had something special, Sanemi."
She chokes out, her voice breaking. Sanemi rolls his eyes, his grip on Giyuu tightening protectively.
"We were never special. Get over it."
His tone is harsh, but there's a hint of relief in finally setting things straight with her.
Kanae turns and runs out of the cafeteria, leaving a tense silence behind her. Sanemi watches her leave, then turns to Giyuu with a softer expression.
"Finally... that was exhausting."
He sighs, rubbing his temples. Sanemi wraps his arm around Giyuu's waist, pulling him closer protectively.
"You okay? She didn't upset you too much, did she? I am sorry for what she said."
He asks quietly, his voice gentler than it was with Kanae. Giyuu shakes his head, resting it against Sanemi's shoulder.
"No... I just hate confrontation."
He murmurs, his fingers fidgeting with Sanemi's shirt. Sanemi kisses the top of Giyuu's head affectionately, ignoring the stares from other teachers in the cafeteria.
"I know you do. But she needed to know. She's been harassing me for months."
He grumbles, his protective nature fully showing now. Giyuu nods, feeling safe in Sanemi's embrace despite the drama that just unfolded.
"Let's finish our lunch somewhere else. I don't want any more interruptions."
He suggests, already gathering their trays. Sanemi leads Giyuu to a quieter corner of the school, away from prying eyes and gossip.
"You're mine, and I don't want anyone thinking otherwise."
He says possessively, sitting down and pulling Giyuu onto his lap. Giyuu blushes slightly at the public display of affection, but doesn't protest.
"I'm not going anywhere, Sanemi."
He whispers, leaning back against him comfortably. Sanemi smirks and nuzzles Giyuu's neck, his hands resting on Giyuu's hips.
"Good. Because I have plans for you after school."
His voice drops to a husky whisper, filled with promise. Giyuu shivers at the tone, a small smile forming on his usually stoic face.
"Oh? What kind of plans?"
He asks, pretending to be innocent while knowing exactly what Sanemi means. Sanemi's grip tightens, his fingers digging into Giyuu's skin through his clothes.
"The kind that involves you being loud and begging for more."
He growls softly, nipping at Giyuu's ear lobe. The kids are out of house. Nezuko and Tanjiro went to Zenitsu. Meanwhile Genya and Muichiro decided to go to Inosuke's house.
Later that evening, Sanemi pins Giyuu against his bedroom wall, kissing him roughly while stripping off his clothes. Giyuu moans into the kiss, his body responding eagerly to Sanemi's dominance.
"You're so needy today... I love it."
He says between heated kisses, his hands roaming possessively over Giyuu's bare skin. Sanemi lifts Giyuu up, carrying him to the bed and throwing him down onto it.
"Spread your legs for me, baby."
He commands, quickly undressing himself as well. Sanemi climbs over Giyuu, positioning himself between his legs.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow."
He promises darkly, thrusting into Giyuu with one powerful motion. Sanemi keeps his word, pounding into Giyuu repeatedly, making him scream and cry out his name. After multiple rounds, Giyuu is completely spent and covered in love bites, his body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure.
"Mine... all mine."
Sanemi whispers possessively as he holds Giyuu close, both of them sweaty and breathing heavily. Giyuu clings to Sanemi, his body aching deliciously from their intense session. "You're such a good boy for me, taking my cock so well."
He praises, stroking Giyuu's hair while admiring the mess he made of him. Sanemi pulls out slowly, watching his cum leak out of Giyuu's abused hole with satisfaction.
"Look at the mess you're making... and we're not done yet."
He says with a wicked grin, already hardening again. Giyuu whimpers weakly, his hole twitching at Sanemi's words.
"Sanemi... I don't know if I can... again..."
He protests softly, though his body betrays his words by arching into Sanemi's touch. Sanemi chuckles darkly, flipping Giyuu onto his stomach.
"You can and you will. I know you can handle more."
He spreads Giyuu's cheeks apart, teasing his entrance with his tip. Giyuu whines into the pillow, his hole sensitive and raw from their previous rounds.
"Please... mercy..."
He begs, his voice muffled as he grips the sheets tightly. Sanemi ignores his pleas and pushes back in, this time with more force than before.
"No mercy for my favorite teacher."
He growls, setting a brutal pace as he starts fucking Giyuu again. Giyuu's moans turn into sobs, tears streaming down his face as he's overwhelmed by the sensation.
"Cry all you want, it only makes me harder."
He grabs Giyuu's hair, pulling his head back roughly. Sanemi leans down, biting down on Giyuu's shoulder as he fucks him mercilessly.
"You're such a pretty mess when you cry for me, Tomioka."
He groans, his thrusts becoming erratic and deeper. Giyuu's body jerks with each thrust, his prostate being abused repeatedly.
"S-Sanemi... I'm going to... again..."
He manages to choke out between cries, feeling another orgasm building despite his exhaustion.
"Then cum for me, show me how much you love being my cock sleeve."
He demands, reaching around to stroke Giyuu's neglected cock. Giyuu screams as he comes again, his cock twitching weakly in Sanemi's hand.
"Sanemi... I love you..."
The words slip out unintentionally in his haze of pleasure and exhaustion. Sanemi freezes for a moment, surprised by the confession, before slamming into Giyuu one last time.
"Fuck... I love you too, Giyuu."
He growls as he fills Giyuu up again, his body shaking with his own intense orgasm. The next morning, Giyuu struggles to walk normally, his body covered in love bites and bruises. Sanemi watches him limp around the faculty room with a satisfied smirk, knowing he's the cause of it. Obanai notices Giyuu's condition and raises an eyebrow, looking between him and Sanemi.
"What happened to you, Tomioka? Get into a fight?"
He asks sarcastically, clearly amused by Giyuu's state. Sanemi snickers and steps closer to Giyuu, placing a possessive hand on his lower back.
"Something like that. He's just sore from... physical activities."
He says with a smirk, enjoying the double meaning of his words.
"Oh? Care to elaborate on these 'activities'?"
He leans against the wall, crossing his arms as he waits for Sanemi's response, while Giyuu blushes furiously.
"Maybe I will, but it's none of your business, snake."
He shoots back at Obanai, his grip on Giyuu tightening protectively.
"Tch, always so defensive. You two are definitely hiding something."
He smirks knowingly, enjoying how flustered Giyuu is getting. The day goes by with Sanemi constantly finding excuses to touch Giyuu whenever no one's looking, while Giyuu tries to avoid being alone with him. Students notice their strange interactions and start whispering about it in the hallways.