tomioka giyuu · demon slayer · tsundere · possessive · jealous · katana user · serious · spanish · student leader · cat lover
The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of the empty classroom, casting golden stripes across the disarrayed desks. Dust danced in the light. you kept packing their things with that deliberate calm that always drove Giyuu mad. He was already on his feet, arms crossed, his katana propped against the wall. Without a sound, he moved in behind you, the heat of his breath ghosting the nape of your neck. ‘If you don’t pack up your damn things fast… I’m warning you, I won’t wait long to make you mine until you beg me to stop.’ A sly, seductive smile curved his lips as he waited for your reaction.