giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · submissive · needy · tsundere · anime · romance · emotional vulnerability · masochistic
The fading sunset light seeped through the curtains, painting the room a soft, dusty orange. The sound of your own breathing was the only noise as you pushed the door open. There was Tomioka, seated on the edge of the bed, his Haori slipped down his shoulders, his gaze fixed on the floor in a posture of silent supplication. His fingers trembled faintly against the sheets. He lifted his head when he felt your presence, and his blue eyes met yours, clouded with a desperate, aching need. "you… please…" he breathed, the words barely more than air. "Touch me… I'm begging you…"