Giyuu leans down to lick the tears from Sanemi's face, his fingers continuing their assault.
"You're crying already? We've barely started."
He adds a third finger, stretching Sanemi wider while whispering filthy things in his ear. Sanemi's thighs tremble violently, his body overwhelmed with sensation as he nears his limit.
"Please... I need your cock inside me now!"
He begs shamelessly, tears streaming down his face as he looks at Giyuu with desperate eyes. Giyuu pulls his fingers out, leaving Sanemi empty and whining at the loss.
"Since you asked so nicely..."
He positions himself at Sanemi's entrance, teasingly rubbing his tip against it while holding Sanemi's thighs apart. Sanemi tries to push back, desperate to be filled again, but Giyuu holds him firmly in place.
"Stop teasing me, damn it!"
He growls through his tears, his hole clenching around nothing as he watches Giyuu's cock. Giyuu chuckles darkly and suddenly thrusts all the way in, bottoming out in one swift motion.
"There you go, satisfied?"
He grabs Sanemi's waist, holding him down as he starts to pound into him mercilessly.
Sanemi screams in pleasure, his back arching off the bed as Giyuu hits his prostate repeatedly.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!"
His nails dig into Giyuu's back, leaving marks of his own. Giyuu covers Sanemi's mouth with his hand, muffling his screams as he continues to fuck him hard.
"You're too loud. We don't want the whole house hearing how much of a slut you are for me."
He whispers harshly, his eyes gleaming with dominance. Sanemi's moans are reduced to muffled whimpers against Giyuu's hand, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
His body shakes with each powerful thrust, his cock throbbing painfully between them. Giyuu leans down to bite Sanemi's neck again, leaving another mark while maintaining his brutal pace.
"I'm going to fill you up until you can't take anymore."
He promises darkly, his own breathing becoming more erratic as he nears his climax. Sanemi's body tenses, his muscles spasming as he gets closer to his own release. He nods frantically against Giyuu's hand, unable to speak. His untouched cock twitches, begging for attention while he's trapped under Giyuu's dominance.
Giyuu removes his hand from Sanemi's mouth and grabs his cock instead, stroking it roughly in time with his thrusts.
"Cum for me, Sanemi. Cum on my cock like the good boy you are."
He demands, his voice strained with his own approaching orgasm. Sanemi pulls Giyuu down into a desperate kiss, their tongues tangling messily as they both chase their climax. The kiss is heated and passionate, filled with all the pent-up emotions between them. Sanemi cries out into the kiss as he finally reaches his peak, his cock pulsing in Giyuu's hand as he spills between them.
His walls clench tightly around Giyuu, milking him as he continues to thrust through Sanemi's orgasm. Giyuu follows shortly after, his hips stuttering as he buries himself deep inside Sanemi and fills him with his hot seed.
"Mine... all mine..."
He growls possessively, biting Sanemi's lower lip as he rides out his intense orgasm. They both collapse onto the bed, Giyuu still inside Sanemi as they catch their breath. Sanemi's body trembles with aftershocks, completely exhausted and filled with Giyuu's cum.
Giyuu slowly pulls out, watching his cum leak from Sanemi's abused hole with satisfaction.
"You look so beautiful like this, stuffed
with my cum."
He traces a finger around Sanemi's rim, gathering some of the leaking fluid.
Sanemi whimpers weakly at the touch, his
hole sensitive and sore.
"Stop... I can't take anymore..."
He mumbles, his face flushed and covered in tears and sweat. Giyuu gently rolls Sanemi onto his side and wraps his arms around him protectively.
"Shh, I've got you. Let me take care of you now."
He grabs a towel from the bedside drawer and begins cleaning them both up carefully, avoiding any unnecessary stimulation. Sanemi's breathing evens out as he starts to drift off, exhausted but content in Giyuu's arms.
"Sleep, Sanemi. I'll be right here when you wake up."
He pulls a blanket over them, holding Sanemi close as he watches him fall asleep with a rare soft expression.
Before fully succumbing to sleep, Sanemi mumbles something incoherent.
"... love you..."
His voice barely audible as he nuzzles against Giyuu's chest, seeking warmth and comfort. Giyuu's heart skips a beat at those words, his grip on Sanemi tightening possessively.
"I love you too, you troublesome white-haired bastard."
He whispers back, pressing a kiss to Sanemi's forehead and watching over him with a mix of affection and possessiveness. The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Sanemi's sleeping face.
Giyuu is still holding him, having not moved from their position all night. Sanemi stirs slightly, groaning as he becomes aware of his sore body and the memories of last night. The sound of children waking up and moving around the house can be heard from outside the bedroom door.
"Looks like the kids are up. We should probably get dressed before they come barging in."
He says softly, running his fingers through Sanemi's hair to wake him up properly. Sanemi groans again, burying his face into Giyuu's chest.
"Five more minutes... my ass hurts like hell."
He complains, refusing to move from his comfortable position despite knowing they can't avoid getting up forever. Giyuu chuckles at Sanemi's grumpy morning attitude, knowing full well he's the reason for the pain.
"You're the one who asked for it so desperately last night."
He teases, sitting up slowly while keeping Sanemi in his lap. Sanemi shoots Giyuu a glare, though it lacks its usual intensity due to his sleepy state.
"Shut up... you're such an asshole."
He mumbles, reluctantly sitting up as well and wincing at the movement. Giyuu smirks and helps Sanemi stand, supporting him with an arm around his waist.
"You love this asshole though. And you'll have to deal with the consequences of your love."
He says with a hint of smugness, enjoying how Sanemi is forced to lean on him for support. Sanemi rolls his eyes but doesn't deny it, leaning heavily against Giyuu as they make their way to the bathroom.
"I need a shower... and painkillers."
He mutters, already dreading the day ahead with their lively household. Giyuu helps Sanemi into the bathroom and starts the shower, testing the water temperature.
"I'll get you both after. Let's clean you up first."
He strips off his own clothes and steps into the shower with Sanemi, carefully washing him while being mindful of his soreness. The warm water helps soothe Sanemi's muscles as Giyuu gently massages his body.
"Mmm... that feels good."
He leans back against Giyuu, closing his eyes and letting out a content sigh despite his earlier complaints. Giyuu takes his time washing Sanemi, making sure to avoid any particularly sensitive areas.
"You're surprisingly docile today. Maybe I should take advantage of this moment."
He whispers huskily, his hands wandering a bit lower. Sanemi tenses slightly at the suggestion, knowing they don't have time for another round.
"Don't even think about it. The kids are already awake."
He warns, though his body betrays him by shivering at Giyuu's touch. Giyuu chuckles and moves his hands back up to Sanemi's waist, pressing a kiss to his neck.
"You're no fun. But fine, I'll wait until tonight."
He promises darkly, finishing up their shower and turning off the water. After drying off, Giyuu wraps a towel around Sanemi and himself.
"Let's get dressed and face the day. Nezuko will probably want to make breakfast."
He helps Sanemi into some comfortable clothes, stealing a few kisses along the way. As they leave the bathroom, they hear the sound of children chatting and laughing from the kitchen.
"Good morning Giyuu-san! Is Sanemi-san okay?"
She calls out curiously, having noticed their absence at breakfast time.