(now feeed me)

"Fuck-" He groans grabbing on to your hips and slams you down harder on his cock- pounding you harder, faster with a plap, plap, plap.

"i headcanon ___ as lesbian!"

"i headcanon ___ as gay!"

Well I headcanon Sanemi as British wygd about it

Hi! 💗

Do you like bird(s)? I like bird

You weren’t sure what woke you up. If it was the sudden feeling of wetness under you, or simply a subconscious jolt telling you to ‘get up!’, but you were instantly kicked out of your deep slumber as you felt dampness cling to your legs.

Fretfully, you lifted the sheets. Hoping, praying that it was just sweat or something, but of course you knew it wasn’t. The red stain on the bedding was further confirmation.

Disgust & embarrassment welled up in your chest, and you felt as if you might cry. Not only had you practically ruined the sheets & your nightgown, but your fiancé was right next to you! How were you going to get this cleaned up without waking Sanemi?!

Carefully you move to try and slide out of the bed. Partly to not wake Sanemi, but also not to make a further mess. It didn't work. At the slightest shift, Sanemi rolled over to glare at you. “What the hell are you doing?”

You immediately froze. Holding the sheets tight in your hand to hide your embarrassment but too paralyzed he might see for you to move. Your panic seemed to alarm Sanemi further though, and he was fully awake now. Staring at you before he seemed to notice and pulled up the sheets. “Are you bleeding?”

Horror washed over you and you instantly covered your face. Mortified. “I..It was an accident!” If the calendar was right, you were a full 3 days early. This shouldn’t have happened!

Sanemi huffed and rolled out of the other side of the bed. You thought he would leave, or yell, in disgust. But when you don’t hear the door slam you open your eyes to see him calmly stripping the sheets. “Go get cleaned up and do what you have to do. I’ll take care of this.”

Shocked, you slowly stand up to head for the washroom. You clean up and get changed. Carefully folding the cloth for such occasions in your hands before securing them in your undergarments, so there would be no more accidents.

You open the door and shyly come out. Seeing Sanemi sitting on the bed, with fresh linens, cross legged. “Are you ok?”

“Y-Yes.” You stammer out. “Horribly embarrassed but I’m ok.”

Sanemi shrugged. “Do you want some tea or something? Shinobu says that helps.”

“No. No thank you.” You were surprised by the offer. “I just want to go back to sleep.”

The two of you return to bed and settle back in for the night. “I’m sorry…for…what happened.”

“Why are you sorry?” Sanemi asked. “It’s not like you could help it.”

“I know. But…seeing so much blood.”

The demon hunter scoffed. “I’ve seen way more blood than that.” He replied. “Besides, what kind of man gets a little squeamish about blood. Pathetic.”

You giggle a bit. Feeling a little better about the situation. “Thank you. For being understanding.”