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“ °❀⋆💋.ೃ࿔🪭*:･Silk of deepest vermilion
⋆𐙚₊“Lower this,” he said, gently tugging on the fabric at your breasts. 𑁍ࠬ
“I see the way you look at her.” There was the sound of a smile to his voice ⋆.꩜˚
❀˚｡your name did not need to be said aloud for Tomioka to understand who Tengen meant...
‧🏮₊˚ ☾. ⋅
💭 “Bury myself in her every damned night.” ˚☽˚.⋆ ִֶָ ᯓ grasping for your body to be touching his ࣪ ˖
”
© haebi-nd, haebi nice day
pairings: f!reader x tomioka / f!reader x tengen
contains: suggestive, pining!tomioka, pining!tengen, tengen being a teasing shit, light humiliation, talk of sexual themes, tengen making tomioka watch, use of pet names (sweetheart)
warnings: minors dni
a/n: slamming my head on my desk good lord i messed up the tags for this one too, so this is a repost
Silk of deepest vermilion pooled at your bare feet, swathing your body. It was cold in this room, empty with the exception of finely threaded rugs. Tengen stood in front of you, lowering himself to drag a large hand along the seams of the garment, the lines of your shoulder and waist.
“Lower this,” he said, gently tugging on the fabric at your breasts. One of his wives, kind Hinatsuru, stepped forward to fulfill his command and rewrap the folds of the silk. When she finished, Tengen hummed in approval. “Much better,” he said.
You opened your mouth as if to speak and found you could not. Your tongue sat heavy with trepidation as Tengen continued to mark adjustments, to splay his fingers at the fat of your thigh and stomach.
“Lift your leg for me, sweetheart.” he asked before settling your ankle upon his shoulder, pressing closer until the bend of your knee was warm by his ear. He told you he only wished to ensure the garment provided for full mobility. “This assignment may very well go to shit,” Tengen lowered your leg, “and no one wants a damned dress becoming an issue.”
You nodded, your face heated in embarrassment for the clothing Suma had offered forth; for Tengen and his wives’ nudging touches; and for Tomioka who waited patiently at the wall.
Though, your chagrin was far from naught.
Tengen peered over a broad shoulder to Tomioka, and grinned.
-----
FIVE DAYS PRIOR
“Have you ever been with someone?”
Tomioka visibly balked, his glass still in his hand.
Tengen crooked a brow, mistaking his silence as misunderstanding rather than appalment, “Like have you slept with someone before?”
“I heard you the first time,” he said, and took a draw from the water.
“Well, have you?”
“How is that any of your concern?”
He shrugged, pearl-white hair shifting, “I didn’t say it was.”
Tomioka braced himself for the other man to continue, and when he did not they lapsed into a pocket of silence. Until Tengen spoke once more.
“I see the way you look at her.” There was the sound of a smile to his voice.
Your name did not need to be said aloud for Tomioka to understand who Tengen meant.
“You like her,” he mused, “and it’s so painfully obvious.”
Tomioka did not respond, his finger tapping idly on the rim of the glass.
“Hell, I can’t say I blame you.”
A shift in Tengen’s tone, a coy little tease, had Tomioka measuring his breaths.
“I’d make her another of my wives if I could--fuck her to sleep and leave her panting.” He groaned at the thought, pitching his head back, “Bury myself in her every damned night.”
Tomioka cleared his throat, face pinching. He would be a liar if he claimed those precise thoughts hadn’t plagued his mind already, but he would never admit it aloud. It felt dirty of him to want to know how your breasts would feel pressed against him, how your cunt would feel around him; how you would turn your face into the crook of his neck and whimper brokenly; how he would want you so, so close to him, grasping for your body to be touching his.
-----
PRESENT TIME
Watching the way Tengen touched you, handled you, Tomioka’s fingers pressed terribly into his palms. He was aware Tengen mainly did so to elicit a response from him, but also for his own self-enjoyment.
“Giyuu,” he called and Tomioka lifted his gaze, “what do you think?” Tengen shifted from you, smile broadening as Tomioka’s throat bobbed.
“It’ll work,” he said, still keeping his back to the wall.
hey, cutie. If you’re not too busy being a cutie can you make a Dating Obanai Iguro?
if you do please tag @slayfics , she also loves Obanai😻
-Your girlfriend (platonic girlfriend✋🏻✨)
Dating Obanai Iguro <3
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : *ahem* girlfriend wifu** (also I want my own kaburamaru!)
@slayfics! :))
Hiii I just saw your moodboards and I love them!! Can I perhaps have one with sanemi from kny? Pretty please with cherry on top?💕
Dating Sanemi Shinazugawa <3
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : since you asked so nicely bby :))
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