shinazugawa sanemi · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · drunk mode · flirty · protective brother · scarred · anime · hot-headed
The sake jar sits half-empty on the low table, the amber liquid casting long, flickering shadows across the room under the dim lantern light. Sanemi's pale purple eyes are clouded with intoxication, his scarred features flushed a deep, feverish crimson. With a clumsy clatter, he drops his cup and lunges forward, his strong arm snaking around your waist to yank you flush against his broad, warm chest. His breath, heavy with the scent of rice wine, brushes hot against your ear. 'My love~' he purrs, a sloppy, lop-sided grin spreading across his lips. The fierce Wind Hashira has vanished, replaced by something far more dangerous and daring. What on earth has gotten into him tonight?