The Day After Tomorrow I Will Write A Continuation Of "Sanemi Doesn't See Color"

I'm a little nervous about posting my work here for the first time, but I hope you enjoy it! This is a short essay about my character and my friend's character in the Demon Slayer setting, so don't be surprised by the weird names. Both are adults! Enjoy reading~

Warnings: nsfw, modified clitoris, some roughness, girl dominance, anal sex, mention of oral sex. Minors do not read further! Miyamoto feels like he's just suffocating from the frantic pace, like his thighs or head are about to give out on him, while his groin is so wet from the huge amount of lube dripping down it, making the futon underneath them wet.

Under him… And her. *****

"Vales-chan, are you okay?" the Gyomei student asks with slight concern, visiting his friend in the room reserved for her at the Corps headquarters, where the half-demon was currently resting, but did not come out to train.

But Giyu-san wanted to practice the technique with her again…

"I'm okay…" the girl quietly responds, shaking her head while scratching her pointed ears with her claws, like an animal, not wanting to leave the blanket.

Miyamoto frowns sadly, worried by such an answer and behavior.

Have demonic fits in her behavior overtaken her now? "I can help if you tell me what's bothering you, - he assures with a soft smile, to which she turns her "flattened" pupils to his figure."

"…" *****

Vales growls and chokes on saliva, mercilessly moving on the flesh of the former nichirin bladesmith, drool dripping from her bared fangs and flowing from her lips, while she again and again rises and falls on Miya's hot cock, pressing the man's hips into her poor futon, holding him under her without effort.

His eyelashes flutter, his mouth and lips are wet with her juices, because she literally fucked his lips and tongue with her hips, not letting him breathe until he thoroughly licks her pussy, making her see stars.

Miyamoto is lost in how many orgasms they both experienced, he lost count.

He simply prayed to all the gods and training from Lord Gyomei and Rengoku, still breathing under the onslaught of the half-demon.

He doesn't even know if she's so hungry herself or if it's her nature from her father… ***** "Miyamoto-kun, I have a problem…"

She doesn't hold back her animalistic, wild moans and growls of delight and pleasure, her long tongue sticks out of her mouth, also opening a small fanged mouth at the end, testifying to her pleasure.

Her demonic essence is now expressed especially brightly, reflecting on her body, her hips are completely blue and have changed into her beautiful paws, behind such a juicy ass, not hidden now by the pants of her fighter uniform, her tail with a membrane is visible, with which she hits his legs, while she tortures his hips and penis with her pace, while her pussy seems to be trying to devour the poor blacksmith, milking him dry.

Without feeling the power of authority that a Hashira or a male demon would have, she takes full control, fucking Miyamoto until he loses his pulse, leaving bites and scratches on his body, growling and snarling, a real fiend of the night. ***** "What can I do for you, Vales-Chan?" *****

The growl in her throat grows even after the orgasm that they both just experienced again, her modified clitoris, now large and similar to some kind of sea creature, still leaking and pulsating, until she does not take her eyes off Miya. "On your knees." *****

The poor man just cries and whines, feeling the demoness holding his hair, leaning on top of him, pulling his poor disheveled tail, growling and literally screaming with pleasure, while her hips are madly pounding into him, while she is ripping him from behind with her… Cock.

Gods, she can use it as a cock, and she does not spare it, taking everything she can.

His ass is red from the slaps of her hips, the stripes of her claws on his skin are stinging, making him whine, he does not know how much more he can take.

It seems like she's going to fuck him to death- *****

"You're so sweet, Miyamoto, I could eat you whole~ You helped me so much, I'll have enough for the morning~" a hoarse but gentle voice coos in his ear as he lies on the futon torn by claws, feeling himself leaking after her, while Urokodaki's student licks her lips, then gently kisses his temple, making him sigh in embarrassment."

"Good boy~"

the speed and grace of a cat… I SEE IT

To the people who think Sanemi is desperate for Kanae's attention and is always casing after her...

🖕🖕

I'M CRYING

KNY SHIPS I LOVE !?

mostly rarepairs ig? idfk what counts as a rarepair anymore lol

So, since you like my thoughts on these two, I'll continue to tease them

You do, right?~

Now, we know that Sanemi likes to breed rhinoceros beetles, and he's clearly delighted by these strong and beautiful insects, and I can understand that.

What's hard to understand is that you can't just eat all the beetles, yes, Kaburamaru.

Shinazugawa was clearly shocked when he returned to his room in the Corps one day and saw a white snake, Iguro, brazenly lying in his insectarium, scaring his poor beetles, who had huddled under a snag in their glass shelter.

There was clearly a lot of shouting and cursing as the Hashira of the Wind and the Snakes argued with each other while holding their pets (Obanai never calls Kaburamaru a pet, and never allows others to call him one). The two of them will continue to ignore each other for the rest of the day, but, but, Obanai will be the first to give in, simply not wanting to see Sanemi in this state for even a moment longer.

It's not like it's an apology or any other form of smoothing things over, no, he simply brings Sanemi some fruit, not looking him in the eye, holding it out in a small handkerchief, telling him to feed his bugs. He mentions that he talked to Kaburamaru, and that his little insects are no longer in danger.

In the end, they both end up sitting by the glass of Sanemi's insectarium, watching the bugs fussing as they eat sliced ​​peaches with almost stars in their eyes.

True gentleman

Cat-Sanemi teaches Cat-Giyu to enjoy life

Sanemi without scars (by me)

i'm looking at the official valentines day art and i know i need a plush adorable version of genya the puppy

RIGHT NOW

*holds you in my mouth perfectly safe between my sharp teeth bc i love you*

Genya Shinazugawa was born in January, when the frosts were already raging outside the walls of their modest home. But he never felt the cold of winter.

How could he, if from the moment he was born, his brother's hands warmed him? He was with his dear older brother more often than with his mother, who went to any part-time job to have money for food and some minimum of things, but little Genya, whose hair was the color of a raven's wing, like a bird, who flew past their house on the day of his birth, smiled so brightly at Sanemi that the elder one thought that there was no cold outside.

How could it be cold when the real sun was sitting on his hands? An eclipse, but full of warmth.

They were similar, but at the same time they were opposites.

And Genya was often so upset about this in childhood, because, of course, he wanted to be like his beloved older brother!

They had the same eyes, similar build, even if Genya hadn't caught up with his brother in height yet, but he was always upset about the color of his hair.

"Aniki, why isn't my hair white like yours? You were born almost in winter too, why is my hair black?" little Genya whined quietly as he and Sanemi sat alone at home one night, waiting for their mother, happy to be out of their father's sight.

Sanemi smiled softly at the question and gently wiped away his little brother's tears, hugging him tighter and gently rocking in place as he pondered the question.

"Because when I was born, winter had just descended on the earth, and our house was the first one it came to, and kissed my hair, so it's white, not like yours or your mom and dad's. And when you were born, there was an eclipse in the sky. The moon covered the sun, and so you were kissed by the shadow of the moon, making your hair like this. I remember seeing your hair white for a few moments," Sanemi says with a mysterious smile, while his heart warms at the sight of Genya listening to him with sincere trust and surprise.

Even if it's just a little fiction to entertain his little brother and calm him down by explaining their differences.

Even if it's not true.

"I... Kissed by the Eclipse?"

"Yes, Genya."