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porcelain-giyuu · 2 years

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hello I have come w another long ass ask I just need you to know that your blog is currently one of my favorites, I smile at your writing and ideas okay 💛

NS Au thoughts:

aw giyuus parenting being influenced by urokodaki and tsutako is so sweet to me. Like tsutako, I wish urokodakis relationship with Giyuu was explored more in the manga. How did tsutako and urokodaki baby Giyuu?

Isn’t it implied that Giyuu didn’t really visit urokodaki after his final selection? I see the potential for some sweet reconnect type thing, where they both have to relearn how to exist w each other and show each other affection since it’s been a while.

Aw Giyuu is so sweet, homemade comfort food and helping them fall asleep?? He’s so protective I love it.

Zenitsu and genya being being annoyed but comforted is so on point and of tanjiro and Giyuu are going to have another awkward conversation they are such beans . Inosuke showing off I can already imagine how proud he would be lol

He’s even protective of muichiro despite being in the same rank as him (now that I think of it I think the rest of the hashira would naturally be a tiny bit protective of him/ careful with him just because he’s so young) Him showing off is just icing on the cake lol. (I’ve seen you use this term a couple times, but in your omega verse what does dams mean?) I need to know how the pups collect him😭 also what do all the hashira and oyakata sama think about him joining them?

omg sanemi I have no doubt he would be meaner to Giyuu somehow like he’ll just find a way to antagonize him, either subconsciously or on purpose. Also sad too, I’d imagine it’d be hard to see his brother (or him for that matter) create familial bonds because of what happened to his family. Anyways sanemi is so funny I want to study him and his weird concoction of confusion anger and jealousy like a bug.

shenanigans?? like what op what shenanigans are kyo senjuro and Giyuu getting into???

Also Giyuu going to each of his pups houses,, he’s so devoted what a sweetie. what do the hashiras of the estates think of his visits.

and rengoku falling in love with Giyuu because of the way he parents makes me feel warm and fuzzy, I guess itd be really enthralling to be witnessing a such a warm side of giyuu. honestly I can picture them all getting closer like a big family, it’s sweet. I think kyojuro would be a big family man. Itd be good for both of them.

How does Giyuu fall in love with him back? How does shinjuro react to suddenly having all these people at the estate? How would kyo let Giyuu know of his feelings?

I love Saunnes other work, the mask one is just so 😭

It made me yearn for more ‘mask wearing Giyuu finally takes it off/ it breaks and the hashira react’ aus. I think soon will be adding to the omegaverse one with another story so I’m keeping an eye out for that, so excited !!!

I also love ‘Breathe for Me.’ by AniramLynx, it has a love harem square thing with sanemi, shinobu, and kyo, and Giyuu has a secret daughter and it’s endgame rengiyuu and I just love how they tackle omega verse dynamics, And the writing is awesome. The writing is also in Spanish but maybe one day there will be a translations because it is awesome ☺️

“Your Name” by OddlyStupidOtaku I am liking so far as well, if you couldn’t tell already, I am a sucker for good omegaverse aus, especially when they are focused on family dynamics

For the Giyuu x uzui fam au

I love the hc but that Giyuu likes keeping track of weather patterns, science and the like,. This is canon now i don’t care

I think Giyuu sharing little parts of himself and his past like the tea shop or river is so sweet. Lol at Giyuu sitting in the shadows, does he sunburn easily Somehow this suits him. I know im getting redundant, but I wish the manga added more bits of his backstory and childhood before he lost tsutako (I actually just want more Giyuu)

how does the uzui fam try to include Giyuu into their relationship? How outwardly obvious is their affection for each other?? I can imagine that the uzuis is that pda quadruple, but i think they might tone it down with Giyuu for his sake lol. aww I love Giyuu x healthy relationships, it’s the best ship imo

ANON. YIRE BACK!!! sorry it took me fucking forever to answer i got caught up in watching the entirety of camp cretaceous. it’s really fun. to apologize for taking a balls ass long time, there’s some fun dialogue/a little unpolished blurb for you 💕

i’m really happy you keep coming back. the fact that i’m one of your favourite blogs and that you actually enjoy my writing means a lot more to me than you probably think.

as always CW: canonical character death, briefly touching on shinjuro and kyojuros relationship (and all that entails) maybe a general warning for light angst. that’s it though!! have fun :-)

NS Au thoughts:

well i fucking ADORE tsutako so much actually. urokodaki and tsutako treated giyuu differently because their places in his life were fundamentally different: tsutako was his mother, his sister, the woman who raised him and loved him. she helped lay the groundwork for who is he is as a whole- she was and still is monumental in his mind. his love for her is completely and utterly huge. she treated him fairly and kindly- she treated him like her son, and wasn’t often harsh with him.

urokodaki was also gentle, but he wasn’t giyuus parent. he was giyuus teacher; first and foremost he was someone who helped guide giyuu into a very dangerous profession. he trained him to be the best of the best because giyuu (while not as hard hitting or bold as sabito) had speed, precision and a steadfast will to protect. urokodaki wouldn’t have forced him into it: giyuu took to training with his entire being.

urokodaki wasn’t always kind. there are harsh, violent lessons you must go through to become a demon slayer that won’t perish at the first clawing- the first gnash of a demons teeth is always the worst. luckily, he saw even sharper teeth hidden behind giyuus tiny smiles and soft voice.

tsutako didn’t baby him, per se, but she was soft with him. she helped him wash his hair, let him curl up in her futon with her and helped him hide the first nest he ever made. her nests were small, could fit in cabinets or forgotten cupboards- giyuu takes after her in that aspect.

urokodaki didn’t baby him. he occasionally brought him to teahouses or festivals, but he also brought sabito. he rewarded giyuu for his hard work more than he babied him.

urokodaki loves his students. unequivocally, wholly, with everything he has. he guides them with calloused hands and his hidden gentle face, hoping they get to watch the sun rise each day. hoping the night doesn’t take them.

it always had. the night (the creatures it sires- monsters made of flesh and imploding stars) takes his students; his children. death reaches for them each time.

it had taken giyuu away from him in a different sense. he still lives, breathes, eats and sleeps- he just doesn’t come home. from the brief and quietly agonized letters he sends every once and a while urokodaki can tell the night took him- just… in a different way. he doesn’t return even when he promised, at the ripe age of fourteen and a half, to do so.

giyuu is afraid of seeing urokodaki. not the fear of demons, or of death or of loosing someone he loves, but the strange type of dread that comes when you find something you didn’t mean to forget. hadn’t meant to leave behind, didn’t want to part with but couldn’t bear to hold. he’s ashamed of breaking his promises.

eventually, giyuu gets a letter from tanjiro. nezuko enjoys being with urokodaki and tanjiro misses him. he assumes giyuu does as well and implores him to visit.

urokodaki isn’t aware that his other students (nezuko included of course) have bonded so closely with giyuu. his one student who was taken by the night and spat back out. tanjiro had returned to him bathed in the light of dawn; giyuu finally arrives home on a clouded noon, years after he left.

they’re both new people, but in that singular moment urokodaki is staring down at the half-frozen child he met so long ago. giyuu looks back at him, guilt, shame and relief building tightly in him.

when urokodaki hugs him, cradling the back of giyuus head in his hand and mask tipped to the side to hug him better, he realizes giyuu is taller than him. the sun does not break from behind the clouds; but urokodaki thinks one dreary day is a small price in the face of his beloved student coming home.

He’s even protective of muichiro despite being in the same rank as him Him showing off is just icing on the cake lol. (I’ve seen you use this term a couple times, but in your omega verse what does dams mean?)

the kids love giyuu a lot but they’re still getting used to him, and vice versa. tanjiro is used to protecting and providing so having someone do it for him feels… a little bit condescending at first, but when they talk about it he begins to settle into the idea more. it’s meant out of a genuine want for his safety and happiness as opposed to giyuu not thinking he’s capable.

eventually they all settle in enough to show off, mui and inosuke (and nezuko oddly enough) just get a head start.

dams are another term for mother, usually used in relation to omegas (both male and female) and has slightly different emotional connotations than just “mom”.

I need to know how the pups collect him😭 also what do all the hashira and oyakata sama think about him joining them?

it’s all tanjiros fault, really. when mui and giyuu were recovering from their mission, giyuu was in a very hormonally vulnerable state because he had just fully imprinted on a pup who was injured while in his care. he started nesting even while his hip/leg was fucked up, and was spending a lot of his time in his nest with mui.

tanjiro visited him a lot, sometimes even being pulled into the nest beside mui because he fucking loves tanjiro (this is after the sword smith arc).

nezuko was always with tanjiro, and where they went zenitsu and inosuke were never far behind. they were consistently shooed away because “if you don’t get out of his nest right now you’ll mess him up more and delay recovery for them both! not to mention you’re all still pups and Tomioka was just newly imprinted on!” (by aoi, who didn’t notice -or maybe just didn’t acknowledge- that she was also slowly imprinting on giyuu)

kanao also frequently did shooing duty, but liked to spend time with the others while they were all there.

tanjiro saw that giyuu and mui were healing and in better spirits, as giyuu was becoming more open and warm with them (beginning to treat them as his pups) and mui was lightening up around people that weren’t tanjiro or giyuu!

he dragged genya around too, because they’re friends damnnit and genya is going to spend some boss ass quality time with them if he like it or not.

this all backfires spectacularly when shinobu catches all of these children taking a dogpile nap on giyuu. they’re careful of his and muichirous injuries, but still. she’s right cheesed when she figures out giyuu has claimed them as his: they’re his kids now and nothing will make him let them go.

oyakata was both so very very pleased to become a grandfather (something he didn’t think would happen before he died) and also quietly amused. his biological children are also pleased to become aunts and an uncle, even if their nieces/nephews are older than them.

shinobu has some confusing feelings abt it all. on one hand, giyuu is healing from being nulled and is creating important bonds with people, but in the other he keeps stealing her fucking kids/sister. the triplets, aoi and kanao are her girls. but giyuu just swept on in and started mothering them. so to be petty (and to maybe give herself a little bit of normalcy) she starts acting all Pack Alpha around the girls. and mui. and the other kids. (she’s digging herself a fucking grave. giyuu has begun to act like she’s part of the pack. she’s so stupid for thinking this wouldn’t happen)

mitsuri, gyomei, and uzui all think it’s nice. uzui thinks it’s more funny and flashy than pleasant, but he still gossips about it with his wives.

obanai fucking hates it. end of story.

muichirou and kyojuro both adore it. muichirou doesn’t remember everything about his life before, but he remembers warmth. he remembers hands that held his face and swept away his tears; the scent of home buzzes constantly in his nose- the memories from his family before and the fresh notes of his family now. he promises that he will never forget any of them ever again.

kyojuro can’t get enough of it. giyuu smiles at him, spars with him, flutters at the edges of his vision even when he’s gone. the thought of giyuu is always with him; the shape of his body and the tilt of his lips when he hums to a curled up nezuko sleeping peacefully in his lap. bathed in light or rain or fucking ash giyuu would be more breathtaking then any god in kyojuros eyes.

oh don’t worry anon sanemis emotions get explored. also his relationship with his parents, genya and their other siblings. just wait. it’ll be so fucking fun. (and heartbreaking 💕)

shenanigans?? like what op what shenanigans are kyo senjuro and Giyuu getting into???

mostly the shenanigans are giyuu coming to the flame estate and everyone either a) going super overkill in training to show off their progress, b) shinjuro and giyuu awkwardly existing in each other’s presence (bc shinjuro Knows. he is completely aware of his eldest sons infatuation) c) kyojuro attempting to “subtly” keep giyuu and senjuro from spending too much time together while still pushing them together enough for them to get along or d) some horrible mix of them all, plus other random little issues.

it’s a whole mess, basically, but they all become more in tuned with each other. shinjuro is the exception of course; he’s fairly distant with his sons students. and the pretty water hashira.

Also Giyuu going to each of his pups houses,, he’s so devoted what a sweetie. what do the hashiras of the estates think of his visits.

the hashira of the estates generally like giyuu a lot. kyojuro is… horribly in love with him, and would give anything for the chance to properly show it.

gyomei thinks giyuu is sweet- and he never actually intended to steal his student. his visits are usually timed well enough to never interrupt anything and he brings gyomei high quality cat treats as gratitude gifts, so gyomei has no complaints. (it helps that genya seems to relax quite a bit when with two extremely powerful omegas who care about him very much- he’s not scared of being an omega, but the thought of navigating it alone was never pleasant)

muichirou obviously loves being in his home with giyuu, even though he’s taken to spending a good amount of his down time in the water estate. most of his house hands are working there now- it gets a lot more traffic and now requires a lot more upkeep. he’s a tiny little pre-presentation alpha pup with a mother that he loves to impress. his collection of terrariums is no joke, and he finds they both enjoy spending quiet time surrounded by the pretty glass jars.

shinobu definitely likes giyuu; she wishes his newfound tendencies towards gaining children stopped or at LEAST slowed down though. she and giyuu get a bunch of focus for their relationship as well- i’m unsure about whether or not to keep it platonic but still with lots of intimacy and trust (like queer platonic partners- commitment and love but not strictly romantic) or if i should go the romantic route. i’m 50-50 split currently. all i know is that she’s an important part of the ever growing pack.

How does Giyuu fall in love with him back? How does shinjuro react to suddenly having all these people at the estate? How would kyo let Giyuu know of his feelings?

giyuu falls in love with a lot of difficultly, grief, and guilt. he and sabito were courting from the ages of 12-15, and had promises. they were supposed to become the water pillars together- a bonded team so strong they would embody the ocean and all her tides. when sabito died giyuu felt less like the ocean and more like an ice floe; cold dark and dangerous, isolating in strange and terrifying ways.

in some ways he never let go. even after he begins to heal, let himself thaw and crumble under the warmth of his pups love, his pack, there was always the shape of sabito carved into him. a brand of love, friendship and deep respect- but a brand nonetheless.

generally, giyuu thinks it’s a disrespect to sabitos memory to fall in love with someone else. to hold them like that in the same space in giyuus heart that he had taken. but slowly, as giyuu visits the flame pillar estate more often and watches him live (the night his crow had told him of the train is held deep inside of himself. he does not think about why the memory rests next to the news of his parents death- of his sister smoothing his hair as she sobbed and sobbed and didn’t let him see them even after the villagers helped remove them from the house.) he realizes that sabitos place can remain his.

he can keep his first love (his first everything) in the same place. he doesn’t have to throw him away to love someone again. tanjiro and nezuko don’t throw away their family for a new one- muichirou doesn’t throw away his sparse memories of a face mirroring his own for the other pups. zenitsu doesn’t throw away his grandfather or even the brother that hated him; they all just make new space. giyuu simply (read: with great difficulty and lots of hesitation) wants to do the same.

giyuu doesn’t love like the ocean- nor does he feel like it when he’s with kyojuro. kyojuro is hot embers and thick sloughing metal- giyuu feels like the moment he makes contact he’ll burst into steam. kyojuro makes giyuu feel like endless rain sinking deep into the earth. he isn’t a glacier, or a steep and deadly ice floe, but he is a man. a man and an omega and a mother and a son and his sisters little brother. he wants kyojuro.

kyojuro is both stunningly impatient and mature, which tempers his impatience enough to seem nonexistent. he’s eager and jovial and quick to move, but not stupid. he thinks things through, he just has very little shame or boundaries with himself. other people on the other hand…

they aren’t easy for him. he gets along with most people but it’s usually by accident or by saving them from a demon that would’ve killed them. giyuu is easy to speak with- gentle and quiet but easy to goad into reacting if you phrase things right. he’s competitive, resilient and so so fucking gorgeous.

kyojuro doesn’t tell giyuu right away. he can tell there is still a thick wall between giyuus heart and everyone else. the pups hop the wall often, but occasionally stumble or are knocked back. kyo very rarely even gets to climb high enough to glimpse the other side.

he speaks with his father first. it’s painful, in the way speaking privately with his father has been for years, but there is no alcohol in the room and it smells of his mothers favourite incense.

shinjuro listens for once. takes the time to watch his son, his eldest boy- a hearty alpha and reliable young man. his darling pup, who he has hurt deeply in the past and continues to do so even now when he doesn’t do much of anything. lets his sons worry and adoration for the beautiful and destroyed omega that has captured his heart wash over him. when he had met the new water hashira, he was taken aback by how fair he looked while being so cold. so dull. he had seen the grief for what it was- his wife’s death left a similar mark on him.

when kyojuro finishes speaking he waits for a moment, then two, then his patience wears thin and he moves to leave.

“that boy has loved someone before. deeply. like how you love him, like how i lo- how i loved your mother. i was ruined by her death. i’m still ruined.” he begins, not baring to look at his boy anymore. kyojuro settles back down.

“whoever they were they were ripped from him. it was probably the catalyst to him being nulled. it’s a miracle he’s not a completely blank slate, now.”

they’re both silent. kyojuro is deep in thought, replaying interactions with giyuu for signs he might’ve overlooked. he’s not jealous, or angry, but sad. he adores giyuu with everything he has, but if giyuu loves someone else he would’ve wanted them to be here with giyuu loving him as they must have.

“he doesn’t look at you with blank eyes. he did to me, and most of the other people he ever saw- like he was looking right through them. to love a man like that is almost a death sentence.” kyojuro has no words for that that are kind. instead he offers this;

“giyuu has always looked at me without malice, at least. there has never been disappointment in him- not for me.”

shinjuro doesn’t shiver with rage or shame as he usually would.

“break it to him slowly. talk to his pups and his pack, then make yourself clear. don’t expect an answer. don’t expect it to be a pretty or soft confession; he might be pretty and soft but he is far from both at once. dont… don’t wait, kyojuro. whatever you do, reach for him.” during his speech, made with tilted and rusty words of encouragement, kyojuro has folded in on himself. he knows this is the closest thing he’ll get to fatherly approval. for now, it’s enough.

For the Giyuu x uzui fam au

i feel you anon. i’m desperate for more information but since there isn’t any i’ve just been making shit up!! it’s great

they take him on a lot of dates, and spend a lot of time with him. he spends a lot of his time while not on missions in the sound estate- his house feels so cold and so quiet now. he still can’t bring himself to furnish it because at his core giyuu believes it’s not his place.

so instead he keeps things with the uzui family. he has a room with a handmade wood box inlaid with silk, which keeps tsutakos bow, half the rope from sabitos mask, and various trinkets that people he’s saved have given him. they (along with his haori) are his most painful and important possessions.

the fact that he can put them here, in this house with these people who he adores and aches for in equal measure, says a lot.

the uzuis are fond of pda, but they’re not actually too intense with it. there’s definitely a level of casual intimacy that always surrounds them, but it’s not forced or anything. they fold giyuu into the mix fairly naturally and after a few months it’s not a strange sight to see uzui just toss one of his wives and giyuu over his shoulder and bounce around. he seems so happy and it makes them laugh. they don’t have to tone things down because giyuu would tell them if he was uncomfortable (even if it was just with his expression/body language)

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extra-v1rgin · 11 months

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NSFT MATERIAL AHEAD

This fic contains: chastity/cock cages, anal fingering, rimming, oral sex, 69, light c&bt (like very very light)

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Giyuu has a bit of a boner problem. He can’t remember when it started exactly, only a vague sense of the period. The important part is simply the fact that the problem exists. Someone will bump shoulders or touch his back or even be friendly to someone else entirely in his mere presence, and immediately blood will rush southward.

It’s most likely the result of years of isolation leaving him desperate for any kind of contact. Tomioka doesn’t acknowledge that actively, but the idea always lingers in the back of his mind.

Solving this problem isn’t easy either. Well, it’s easy to occasionally fuck a stranger or be fucked by one, but that only fixes his problem for a week or so. The man didn’t think he had a particularly high libido. This issue seems to disprove that.

So even though he still sleeps with someone in a passing town on occasion, Tomioka has also found a slightly more permanent solution. It doesn’t fix the way his stomach twists, but it keeps him from exposing anyone else to his shame.

The cage that sits on his cock is sized perfectly. Custom made it curves slightly with his dick and leaves almost no wiggle room. Every time his body even thinks of getting hard it’s easily dissuaded by the cool metal bars keeping him soft. At most, his dick can let out a weak twist or grow a few centimeters. After a while the uncomfortable aspects of it fade and he has something to keep him protected.

Nobody else is aware of this. The only person who would know is the shopkeeper who held his cock and fitted the cage around it. Occasionally he replays the feeling of a gloved hand circling his length almost callously. During these moments it’s usually because he’s taken the device off in anticipation of relieving himself.

People get close a few times, too close to comfort. Whether Shinobu is checking out a cut on his leg or he’s forced to share a room with someone (for a wide array of reasons) the fear of getting caught makes his problem try to revive. Still, it’s never really happened and over the months Giyuu has grown more lax in reference to it.

Which is not very smart. Especially not when he is sparring with Uzui who has him pinned down. His hips are pinned against the floor, a knee digging into his back. This is the exact kind of situation that would usually inspire a boner. It seems that while his cock is contained for the moment another— completely unprecedented ��issue has cropped up. The hard metal usually fades into the back of his mind, as restricting as it is. In this position, it slightly digs into the tender member. Giyuu has to hold back a dozen whimpers (of pain and slight pleasure because wow, Tengen is strong and tough and handsome).

Uzui doesn’t pin him down for long, but Tomioka still groans once he’s finally released. His dick feels sore, but not actually hurt. The man will probably free himself from the cage regardless. (Once he’s alone and not staring at Tengen’s shiny bulging muscles.)

As he rises to his feet Giyuu tries not to pay too much attention to his dick. It sits normally within his fundoshi, there’s no reason to think about how good it’ll feel when he frees it from the restraints.

“I give up, will you leave me alone now?” Tomioka wasn’t sure as to why Tengen had cornered him— asked to spar —in the first place. Now that he had been beaten down there was no point in continuing.

Predictably Uzui smirks and refutes the question. “After one beating? You’re not gonna improve if you act so weak.”

“You’re the one who wanted to fight. Sparring with me won’t help you much anyways.”

“Don’t be so unflamboyant! You should always give it your all.” Uzui tosses Giyuu’s bokken back to him. It was knocked away shortly after he was pinned down.

Though it’d be easy for Tomioka to catch the weapon as it soars through the air he lets it clatter to the ground in front of his feet. Afterward, he does bend down to scoop it up, but the message, that he’s not interested in play fights with the hashira, is hopefully clear. His grip remains loose on the sword. When Uzui dares to rush forward still and Giyuu’s grip tightens immediately. Even with his skills, the harder blow knocks him slightly back. Tengen doesn’t hold back for even a second. Though Tomioka has a certain distastes for the way the hashira carries himself, he’s still an amazing sword-fighter. That doesn’t mean that he has the advantage. Tengen isn’t quite used to fighting with a bokken, so different from his usual swords. It’s barely perceptible. The way he holds the handle is too low. Giyuu aims to block the edge of the strike. It throws him off balance.

It should be easy for Giyuu to close in and topple the man. Uzui likes to play dirty, however. Letting his sword drop to the floor he grabs onto Tomioka’s bicep and simply tosses the smaller man over his shoulder. He’s so completely unprepared for the strange attack. Flying upward easily his waist is tucked inside the man’s hold. His legs dangle much in the same way his arms do. It’s a humiliating position and once again makes his dick twitch. Normally that’d be a problem, but now the problem is that he’s wearing a cage in the first place. The sturdy metal is easy to feel through the thin layers of fabric covering his shame. Usually, the cage hides easily underneath the baggy uniform. It’s not meant to be seen, or rather felt, in such close proximity. There’s certainly no way Tengen doesn’t realize what the situation is, not with his expertise in certain activities.

Giyuu is pretty sure his heart has stopped completely. His carefully controlled breathing breaks as he takes in a strangled gasp. On the other side, he can feel Tengen let out a similar huff.

There’s a pause for a moment. Giyuu tenses up while Uzui manages to stay relaxed. His hands are still weakly clawing at the man’s shirt.

When he’s suddenly dropped Giyuu can’t even turn properly. His back hits the floor, though the small fall leaves no lingering pain. Stumbling back upwards he returns the bokken to its proper spot against the wall.

“I told you I didn’t want to fight.” His words are slightly harsher now. Shame turns into sharp daggers forming from his lips.

Tengen seems unshaken. “Now I always know why you’re so stiff. Having a stick up your ass is supposed to be figurative.” He stops and then laughs at his own joke.

Tomioka’s cheeks go a furious red as he tries not to react.

“Don’t be so down!” Uzui approaches him again and slaps him hard on the back. “I mean worse things can happen. Kanroji-san has probably flashed half the corps at this point.” He laughs again. Giyuu is much less amused.

“I’m not like that. I mean, not…” His words die out as his lips dry.

“Not promiscuous? Whatever’s around your dick says otherwise.”

Tomioka lets out a little noise that might be a hiss or grunt. He doesn’t know how to make it any clearer that he doesn’t want to talk about any of this.

“C’mon man, it’s sex. I’m pretty sure even Gyomei fucks.”

“I’m not a puritan, I just don’t care to talk about this.”

“Fine fine, I won’t tell anyone anyways.” Maybe his voice softens. Uzui always has that sort of tone that seems too light for whatever he’s discussing.

Giyuu’s shoulders dip slightly. He’s still stiff. It’s not really him relaxing, just an attempt. “Sorry.”

“What? I said it’s ok. You can not talk about whatever you want. Or do talk? I don’t care.” It sounds a little rude, the way he says it, but also nice. Usually, Tomioka’s conversations only last a few words.

“Right, sorry.” The word slips from his lips without thought. “I mean, thanks.”

His mistake manages to make Uzui laugh. His back receives another heavy smack as the man puts his bokken back in place as well. “You’re not so bad Tomioka-san! We should spar more.”

“No thank you.”

“Ha! We’ll see about that.”

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They don’t spar again, but Uzui seems keen on bothering Tomioka. His pestering isn’t very prevalent, but it’s more interaction than before. That is to say that it’s gone up from zero.

He’s rejected several invites to spar, among other things. Giyuu isn’t used to the extra social interaction. It’s a bit tiring.

Worse is Uzui’s interest in his peculiar problem. The man never asks outright (except for when they come across one another in a hot spring, and Tengen’s eyes widen. He asks, “Are you wearing it now?” in an incredulous tone. (Giyuu is not wearing it.)), but he likes to hint at it. His oogling is rather obvious, even if Uzui acts like he’s suave.

Tomioka isn’t sure how to feel about the attention. It’s been a long time since he’s built proper relations with someone. This isn’t quite proper, not the right word to use, but it’s some form of closeness. Anything is closeness compared to nothing at all.

And sometimes Uzui is good company. He’ll talk about his wives or art or something other than sex for a few moments. He doesn’t mind Tomioka’s silence or short answers. Tengen loves the sound of his own voice and continues to rant even when the lack of interest is mostly clear.

But Tengen still does mostly talk about sex. Giyuu isn’t partial to the subject, though he isn’t bothered by it either. It exists in that space between annoying and friendly that Uzui seems to thrive in. Boundaries are almost non-existent.

Finally, Tengen asks the question outright. “Come on man are you ever gonna let me see it or not?”

“What?”

“I mean you’re cool to hang out with, don’t get me wrong, but how obvious do I have to be!”

“…What?”

Tengen’s hand clamps down on Giyuu’s shoulder, the other covering his face. There might be a pink tint to his cheeks. “I wanna see the fuckin’ thing you have on your dick.”

Shit. Giyuu is wearing it right now. It’s doing its job the way he can feel it constricting his cock. He wishes his whole body had a similar hiding spot. One where he could curl up and die.

They’re sitting on the engawa. Tengen’s wives were there upon arrival, though they disappeared after stepping back inside. Lunch has been discarded in favor of some light drinks. Uzui is nowhere near drunk but his tongue still seems to be loose enough.

Tomioka hopes that some of the red on his cheeks can be brushed off as the effects of the alcohol. Never mind that he’s barely had a few sips of whatever drink Uzui pulled out. As silence hangs in the air Giyuu finishes the rest of his cup. It lights his insides on fire even more, spurring his mouth to open.

“Sure.” The man isn’t really focusing on what he’s saying as Tengen immediately shuffles in front of him. He settles in the grass, uncaring about the damp ground against his clothes.

Giyuu is wearing his uniform despite the other man’s casual garb. It takes a moment to mess with his belt, a painfully long stretch of time. The silence is only punctuated by the clanging of the metal as his hands scurry to unclasp it. Despite the sense of urgency he takes care to set the belt gently beside him. Tomioka struggles once more to then unbutton his pants. Uzui helps afterward, sliding the pants out from underneath his ass. They come all the way off, Tengen discarding them with much less discretion. Socks are peeled off too while the younger man waits patiently in his fundoshi. Satisfied with Uzui’s care he stops his own motions to give up control.

Uzui moves slowly. It’s not exactly teasing but close enough. His hands move over Giyuu’s calves, stopping to squeeze the muscle there. Tengen eventually traces his way up to his hips. The thin strings are easy to pull apart, finally exposing Tomioka. While he’s not necessarily shy (solitary by choice and not any sort of nervousness despite his general lack of social skills) having his caged dick exposed to one of his (very hot, though most of the hashira are) coworkers. There’s a bit of pushback when his thighs are pulled apart to fully expose the member.

“It’s small.” The words slip out naturally. Tengen tries to cover up the comment with a cough. When his eyes dart away he misses the twitch of Giyuu’s cock. “You just keep it in here the whole time?”

It’s hard to construct full sentences when Uzui is kneeling between his legs. “Y-yea, well I mean not if I’m bathing.” His tongue goes numb again when the man looks up. The annoying stray hairs that stick out from his hairband hang over his eyes.

“Do you jack off?” They’re still making eye contact. Uzui’s maroon eyes are dark. Giyuu tries not to stare too hard into them otherwise he can see his own red face reflection.

“Uh- it’s um, yea. It’s off then too.”

His hands brush forward to feel the metal. Tomioka almost jumps out of his skin. The dark eyes move back off his face and again towards his dick. It’s hard to say which is more torturous. His typically careful breathing has become stuttered and hesitant.

Jostling the cage slightly Uzui tugs on the base to see how much give it has. There’s a slight bit of movement allowed, though only enough for a small wiggle. When his fingers press against the bars rough skin can brush against his length.

Deciding that the bit of contact is permission for more hands-on handling Tengen pokes the head of Giyuu’s cock through the metal. It’s drooling, clearly aroused despite its restraints. Tomioka lets out a weak pant as he watches the other man toy with his dick. Uzui’s face is concentrated, eyes focused on each twitch and pulse. It’s a pure focus which is surprisingly erotic. Maybe it’s sexy purely because Uzui acts like he’s not stroking off another hashira.

His fingers release the length to dip beneath and cradle Giyuu’s balls. They’re red, drawn up tightly in anticipation of a release that won’t happen. As fingers brush over the delicate skin it’s clear that every part of Giyuu is hypersensitive. Each touch and nudge force another gasp from his lips.

“Can you cum like this?” Uzui’s voice has dropped slightly. The tone holds what could be slight awe? Maybe he’s just excited to try and push the limits of the man.

Tomioka covers his mouth with a hand. He has to take long slow breaths before even thinking about answering. “I’ve never tried.” He’s scared of telling Uzui that although he’s never cum dry personally, it is possible. The man is probably already aware of that, but saying it out loud seems like it’s an invitation to be tortured in such a way.

“Why wear it then?”

Tomioka gulps. “I uh- I can’t control myself sometimes… physically.” The reasoning sounds flimsy once it leaves his mouth. In the moment it feels as foolish a solution as cutting off his dick entirely.

Tengen laughs, loud and maybe a little cruel. “Is it that bad? I certainly think you’re doing a good job right now.” As he speaks he moves up to focus on the base of the cage. It’s tucked right behind his balls, drawing them away from his body. He tugs lightly on the ring, drawing another gasp from Tomioka. The top of Uzui’s thumb pushes against the small lock keeping everything in place.

“Do you have the key on you?”

Fuck. Giyuu can’t even answer. He just draws the necklace out from underneath his shirt, key threaded through a simple string. The man passes it over when trembling fingers. Anticipation of being freed makes his dick plump up even against the restraints.

But Uzui doesn’t free him. He takes the necklace and with an evil grin drops it into his chest pocket.

Giyuu doesn’t expect to let out a loud and shocked whine, but it slips out. His hand rushes to try and mute his mouth. It doesn’t work entirely and probably just makes him look more vulnerable and pathetic. “Aren’t you going to-“ Tomioka can’t even finish the sentence. Uzui keeps a firm hold of his balls, effectively leashing the man. When he squeezes them, even lightly, another whine slips out.

“Am I what?” Uzui’s eyebrows raise. It’s scary and seductive. It’s Giyuu’s favorite combination.

He smiles knowingly as he finally answers the question. “Maybe. Are you going to be good for me?” Uzui’s voice drops at the end, low and deliciously gravely.

Giyuu knows how to be good. As soon as he nods Uzui rubs the root of his dick. The reward is small but incredibly satisfactory.

“You like it when I touch you?” There’s an underlying question. Do you want me to touch you? Tomioka is quick to nod again. This is a second solution to his problem after all.

Tengen’s hand lowers to brush against Giyuu’s perineum. It’s so close to his hole, twitching with need. “Here too?”

He goes to nod again, again. Giyuu is stopped by a click of the other man’s tongue.

“I don’t know if you really mean that. You’re so quiet. It shows disinterest, you know?” As he speaks he tilts Giyuu back a little more, so he can devilishly circle the opening.

His mouth struggles to form any words. For a few moments, he can only force out small groans. “Y-yes, I want it.”

“More specific?”

Giyuu wants to die right now. He can’t decide if this is heaven or hell. “Want- want you.”

Tengen lets out a heavy groan. “Not exactly what I was looking for, but fuck I’ll take it.” He pulls away only to grab a small jar of oil from his pants. Maybe it should be surprising but isn’t quite. That seems par for the course with Uzui.

Letting his finger get properly soaked there’s no teasing this time. One moment Tomioka is empty and the next there’s a thick finger diving inside of him. Tengen talks the whole time, words dripping with lust.

“You’re so loose here. Do you play with yourself or do you just let others do it hmm? I forget quiet people like you are always whores.”

It’s clear Tomioka likes the attention. He lays further back on the engawa to angle his ass outwards more. The sun is blinding from above, but his eyes would be shut even if it wasn’t there. Uzui is skilled with his fingers. It only takes a few moments for him to sneak another inside. His fingers are much, much, thicker than Giyuu’s own. Two of his are equal to three of the smaller man’s.

He wishes he was in a proper bed with Uzui. As Giyuu’s hands claw at the wood, he wants to wrap them up in fabric sheets. It’s slightly degrading, which is sexy and a little bit sad in a way.

But Tengen pushes forward and places a soft kiss over the edge of the cage. Tomioka can’t even feel anything except the soft breath that follows. It wasn’t done to stimulate him, just a soft show of affection.

The kisses that follow after do make it to his skin. Uzui opens his mouth to stick his tongue through the bars.

As the smaller man sits up again and curls around the head stimulating him, his hands sink into Uzui’s hair. Fingers twitching he pulls out the sleek ponytail to get a better grip on the white locks. Giyuu doesn’t pull hard, but using the hair as a grounding it gets tugged on slightly.

Tengen looks up. His lips are covered in spit, pretty and wet. The caged cock sits on his chin. “Do you wanna cum like this? I’ll milk you dry and won’t even get hard.” There’s a bit of drool leaking from the corner of the man’s lips. Tomioka feels dizzy. He can’t focus on anything. There’s still two fingers lightly curled inside his ass. Saliva is filling his mouth. “I w-want uh-“ His hips slip back onto the fingers more. He keeps tugging at Tengen’s hair, urging him upwards. Falling onto him Giyuu sucks on his lips. His kiss is quickly returned, fingers still stroking his insides.

Something breaks inside him slightly. He wants Uzui to hold him and really fuck him. His wives too, they should’ve done this before the women left. But for now it’s what he’ll settle for.

A third finger slides inside his ass. They move deeper inside him until they nudge against his prostate. When they do his tongue falls into Uzui’s mouth and down his throat. He doesn’t know how to get closer to the man than he already is. He feels dishonest in a way, wanting more than just sex.

Giyuu can barely pry his eyes open. When he does his lashes are thick as they cover his dark pupils. He pulls back slightly to let out a loud moan.

“Tengen-“ The first name falls from his lips easily somehow. “I need more. I need- ngh…” It breaks off into another loud moan as his prostate is stroked again.

Uzui presses a heavy wet kiss to his chin. “I know what you need. I’m gonna give it to you, don’t worry.”

And he does give. Uzui is petting and poking and grinding until it all melts into pleasure. Tomioka can barely tell what's going on. He pushes and pulls with every prompt obediently. It’s a blur of feeling as his cock twitches and leaks.

And it happens suddenly when his g-spot is stroked one last time. His dick twitches and despite the fact that he’s still soft it dribbles out a little more clear fluid. The orgasm is painful in a way. The pleasure is burning until it becomes fire spreading through his bones. Uzui is saying something that Giyuu can’t hear over the fuzz in his ears. Hands are moving over his body and face. His back is stuck in an arched position, muscles still pulled taught.

When the fingers slowly slide out of his ass it’s like torture. It drags out the overstimulation and leaves him tender and open. The whine that leaves Giyuu’s lips accentuates that.

Tengen has to placate him with softer kisses.

“How was that?” There’s a cockiness that’s obvious. Uzui thinks very highly of his sex skills, for good reason.

Giyuu can’t answer. His tongue feels heavy in his mouth. For a few minutes, he just pushes out unintelligible mumbles while trying to make actual words leave his lips.

“G-good. Uzui-san I- fuck.”

“C’mon, I heard you use my first name before. Do I need to fuck you to hear it again?”

Tears are pooling in the corners of his eyes. “Yea…” It seems he’s only focused on the word “fuck” sliding his hips back again. “It hurts Uzui.” Tomioka is pawing at his chest again, groping at the pocket that holds the key to his cage. There’s a different kind of desperation now. The orgasm was amazing, but a lack of satisfaction leaves him burning.

“What’re you gonna do when I unlock you?”

“Cum, please? I need a real one.” Tomioka bites his lip, resting his head on Tengen’s shoulder. Now that he can focus on the aftermath more it feels like someone has lit his dick on fire.

A soothing hand keeps running over his hair, occasionally creeping down his back. “I haven’t cum either. It’s rude to only think about yourself! What about a trade huh?”

Immediately hands are darting towards his pants and groping at the tent there. Tengen tries to get a word in but anything he wanted to say is interrupted with a loud groan. For someone so quiet and lonely Giyuu moves quick when it comes to sex. He’s tugging at Tengen’s waistband until there’s enough room to slip his hand inside and beneath the fundoshi. He’s grateful the other man doesn’t have a belt on to struggle with.

“F-fuck man give me a sec.” Uzui has to peel the man off of him. Giyuu looks up with confused eyes and messy hair that frames his pink face. “Not like that come here.”

Tengen stands, taking Tomioka with him. Hands wrap around his neck and the cage brushes up underneath Uzui’s shirt to leak over his stomach.

They end up on the outlook of the engawa. Despite the situation, Giyuu ends up sitting in an awkwardly proper seiza. Large fingers are messing with the cage. It’s always hard to unlock, even having done it dozens of times. Uzui struggling to slide the key in and remove the base is expected even if it prolongs his torture.

Finally the lock clicks and opens. The cage is perfectly sized so it won’t hurt him, but there’s an immense feeling of relief. Tengen doesn’t even have to pull the rest of it off. Metal slides down his dick as it starts to harden immediately. He’s worn it for longer this time. Though Giyuu takes the bars off routinely to clean his dick and let it rest he hasn’t properly cum in nearly three weeks. It was the culmination of jacking off nearly every day to thoughts of Uzui playing with him like this and then locking himself away as an almost punishment.

It’s tiring in a way too. Cumming dry took a lot out of him and having more sex sounds like too much work. The thought of sleeping is more appetizing at the moment.

That quickly changes once Uzui is playing with the edge of his cock. He pulls the head free from the foreskin around it, touching the slick skin. It takes another moment of shuffling around— Tomioka can’t focus on anything other than heat and skin —to get into a proper position. He’s sitting on Tengen’s chest which makes it awfully hard to kiss him but he bends over anyways.

“How clean are you?” Uzui has to hold him back again to speak. “You were clean enough for fingers but what about something else? Not my dick, we’ll have to really prepare for that.”

“I’m clean.” He’s rocking back against Uzui’s chest. It feels a thousand times better now that his cock is free.

Rewarded with another kiss Tengen’s hands clamp down on his hips. Once they separate Giyuu is spun around and pushed downwards.

His ass looks delectable hanging in the air. Uzui doesn’t let up for a single moment, dragging the ass toward his face. Giyuu catches on quickly, settling backward and carefully balancing his weight.

Prying apart the cheeks in front of him Uzui licks over the rim. It’s already loose from his earlier fingering, allowing his tongue to slide in easily. Tomioka is immediately panting and whining again, pushing and pulling his hips with the movement of the muscle inside of him. Every once in a while the tip of his dick slides over the edge of Uzui’s shirt, lighting his body up with pleasure.

Once Tengen has fallen into a rhythm Giyuu feels comfortable to fall forward. At some point, the older man’s pants came off. His length is laying in full view, practically begging to be touched. With the other man’s height, it’s hard to reach his dick, but with a bit of prompting and coordination eventually, Tomioka is able to rub the head of the thick cock over his lips. The dick underneath is ginormous. It takes a few moments for him to open his mouth and attempt to wrap his lips around the obtrusion. He rubs his tongue over Uzui’s tip for a few moments to taste the salt of the skin. Once he wants to take the dick deeper inside the man has to flatten his tongue to the base of his mouth. Gargling loudly Giyuu plunges the dick further inside his throat.

Tengen is eager to show his appreciation. There’s no way for his tongue to fit inside Tomioka more, so instead one of his arms rises to stimulate the man from the outside. His fingers probe Giyuu’s perineum just below his balls. After a brief massage, he finally wraps his hand around the freed cock.

The actions feed into each other. Every time Uzui pulls on the man’s foreskin or licks over the rim of his ass Giyuu chokes down more cock. He can only fit about half of the length into his mouth, but the rest is covered in a thick layer of spit. Hands lightly squeeze and release the base. The saliva coating it makes great lube as his fingers rub over veins and wrinkles.

Eventually, he has to find reprieve and take the cock out of his throat. Taking in a few deep breaths he lets the leaking head rest against his cheek. Sliding down he rests his face in the short nest of pubic hair, neatly trimmed white. There’s now a trail of precum against the side of his face. Uzui’s dick hangs over his head as Giyuu starts to lick at the base. His hand can’t even wrap around it fully. Now his fingers dart up to caress the tip. His blunt nails edge over the slit like the man does to himself when he’s alone and thinking of things just like this situation that aren’t ever supposed to be real.

Without a dick lodged inside his throat, it’s much easier to feel what’s happening to his body. His own cock is being squeezed and milked like it’s an udder, dragged from the base to the tip. The motion is repeated over and over while precum leaks from the tip and runs over Uzui’s collarbones. The end of his cock is red and wet, begging for release once more. All the feelings from before are multiplied tenfold without any kind of barrier in the way. It’s probably clear what he’s feeling as his hips twitch and ride backward onto the tongue inside of him.

Just as he can feel another wave of pleasure creeping up over the horizon Tengen pulls back. He has to wait for the frustrated moans to stop before saying his piece. “I’m not letting you cum before I do this time, so stop half-assing it.” His words are punctuated with a hearty squeeze of Giyuu’s ass. Blunt fingernails dig into the warm flesh leaving tiny red marks behind. He waits until Tomioka begins moving again to lean in himself. Soothing the irritated skin Tengen rubs over it until leaning in to taste Giyuu’s ass once more. He doesn’t play with the other’s dick as much, pulling and massaging the skin in a devilishly teasing way.

Tomioka is much more direct. He pushes his tongue against the bottom of his mouth and manages to fit more of the length down his mouth than before. Breathing carefully through his nose the man bobs up and down, occasionally dipping below the normal threshold of what he can fit in his throat. Each time he pulls back there’s a slight burn in his throat. The feeling will linger for a few days reminding Giyuu of this moment.

Despite the earlier break his orgasm starts to build up again. It starts as a small feeling in the pit of his stomach that moves downwards. With fear of being forced to wait again for release, he bobs his head up and down quicker. Tomioka’s mouth is mostly stuffed but he tries to move his tongue. It doesn’t work amazingly. Uzui is letting out satisfied groans, however, so he continues with the motions. A few times his teeth get close to skimming over the skin in his fervor. Giyuu slows down slightly and focuses more on using his hands again. Though his fingers aren’t small by any means they’re not as large and thick as Uzui’s. His fingers aren’t as good as massaging over the skin. Tomioka keeps losing his grip every time the rim of his ass is licked over again.

Tengen is nice, he decides to let Giyuu cum first after all. As his dick drips into the hand stroking him Giyuu tries not to lose his hold on Uzui. Slowly the man does pull back, letting his length hang free again.

Tomioka dedicates his full attention to the cock now, though there’s still a gentle tongue stimulating his backside. It takes a few more rounds of deep throating and squeezing but eventually, he manages to draw an orgasm out of the larger hashira. Most of it leaks out from his mouth and back onto Tengen’s abdomen. He does swallow what fits in his mouth. For a moment he dips down to lick up more but Uzui is manhandling him again until they’re chest to chest.

“Maybe I should keep this.” The key lies against his chest.

Tomioka moves quickly and snatches it back. “No way.” His voice has already gone back to its flat quality.

Tengen laughs weakly, slaps Giyuu’s ass, and pulls him in for another kiss.

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