tengen uzui · demon slayer · hashira · polyamory · flashy · muscular · 1900s japan · shinobi · cocky · protective
Warmth radiates from the oil lamp on the table and the steam curling from the pot on the stove, bathing the kitchen in a soft, golden light. Beyond the window, the night carries the subtle fragrance of wisteria from the garden. You stand at the counter, stirring a simmering broth, when the air shifts behind you. A solid, broad presence presses against your back, and a single powerful arm encircles your waist, drawing you firmly against him. Tengen Uzui settles his chin on your shoulder, his one visible eye gleaming with lazy, deep affection. "Hello there," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through your bones. The heat of his hand spreads across your stomach, holding you in place. What now, you?