The mysterious little girl had returned countless times over the course of three months - this time however with another girl nearly identical to her. Her black hair is tied in a bow in the back of her hair. Her kimono is a minty green with a lime green obi. Her eyes are just as blue as her sisters and you can't help but giggle at the two of them.
"What do you wish to have, Y/N-san?" they had asked you. "Have you thought of any names?"
You were unsure yourself. You often think of the baby's gender and what you'd name them in the middle of the night when you're supposed to be sleeping. You wondered if they would have Sanemi's hair color and eyes or would they take after you. Maybe a complete half of the both of you? You find yourself wishing that the baby would have something of their father, hair, eyes - anything.
"I have thought of no names yet." you answer truthfully. "I just want them to be strong and healthy."
"Like their dad?"
You're taken aback by the statement Slowly, you nod. "Y-Yes. He was…is a very strong man." you say to them.
You swallow. You pondered how Sanemi was doing. You have not asked when you write to anyone and they rarely bring him up. You haven't received any letters so far, but you concluded that they were busy and whenever they were available, they would.
Still, you harbored no bad feelings for Sanemi. In the end, he was the father of your unborn child, nonetheless, and even if things turned sour, you held him in great respect. It would be difficult to explain to a child why they had no father, but you had years to prepare for that conversation.
"Do you miss him, Y/N-san?" two pairs of cerulean eyes are watching you and slowly, you nod your head. "Go see him, Y/N-san! I know he misses you, too!"
You giggle at the two girls. They were young. Life was more complicated than what their young minds could comprehend. "Wait here." you tell them. Your child was kicking on your bladder and you had to once again, relieve yourself.
But the children were gone by the time you returned, but you've grown used to the way they'd disappear randomly just to reappear once more. You would leave little treats and candies for them that they never touched - maybe they didn't like sweets? You never met a kid who didn't, but eventually you'd learn what they like.
You closed your eyes and inhaled. You swayed back and forth slightly as you sat upon the hardwood floor of the outside deck. The sun felt nice against your skin.
"Y/N…?"
Your eyes flash open at the familiar voice. Your heart pumps.
"Genya?"
Genya was before you. His eyes appear confused.
"Genya!" you lift yourself from the ground steadily and make your way to the boy standing a few feet away. His eyes are wide as he watches you. "How did you know where to find me? How-"
"You can see me?" Genya asks suddenly and you stop in your tracks. Your smile turns to a frown and now you're tilting your head.
"Genya, of course I can see you." you try to laugh, but nothing you're saying or doing to ease the situation is doing anything. "Genya," you shake your head. This had to be a dream of the sort.
"Y/N, you're…" Genya swallows thickly with a shake of his head. "There's a reason why I'm here. You…you're pregnant."
Nothing was making sense to you. What was Genya talking about?
"Brother!"
The familiar voices of the two young girls. They come besides you, one at each side.
"I hope YN-san has a girl! Don't you think we need more girls in the family?" the one with the red kimono speaks.
"Yes! I hope she looks just like me." the one with the minty kimono retorts.
Your blood runs cold. Your eyes widen and now you understand just what's happening.
"Y/N!" Genya calls for you.
You've fallen to your knees, the tears flowing down your face. You're trembling.
"Genya…you…you're..?"
You don't want the words to leave your lips.
"Yes."
You sob a little louder. Your heart is pounding outside your chest.
"Sumi…Teiko…" Genya murmurs.
"Please don't cry, Y/N-san." Sumi says.
"What happened, Genya? How have you…?" you're unable to stop the tears from falling. "W-Who else…?"
Genya doesn't want you to be in pain. He's unsure what to do or why he's here - how you can see and speak to not only him, but Sumi and Teiko.
"Don't cry, Y/N. W-We won." Genya attempts to lift your mood, but he knows it's useless. "Muzan…muzan is dead."
You want to scoff at his words.
Because yes, Muzan was dead by what Genya has said.
But at what cause? How many young, innocent lives had been taken during the process? Genya was just the only life gone that you could see. Has Tanjiro survived along with Zenitsu and Inosuke? Did they manage to turn Nezuko back into a human - the young sweet girl with such kind eyes tugging at your heart strings. Sumire…Roshi…Shinra. Your blood runs cold when your mind wanders to Sanemi.
Genya answers you and you feel as though your heart would give out at any moment. Nearly everyone you have grown to love has sacrificed themselves to stop Muzan. You feel selfish for retiring the way you had. You should've fought alongside them. Maybe then-
"Stop blaming yourself, Y/N." Genya tells you. He can sense the guilt throughout you. "Please don't think about what could have been."
"Genya…"
"Think about now." Genya says, his head motioning to your stomach. "No one blames you for retiring."
You shake your head.
"Please calm down, Y/N-san." Teiko murmurs, her eyes sad at the sight of you.
"Please, Y/N." Genya begins. "I-I don't know what my Aniki did to you but…" he swallows. He feels selfish for even thinking about this. You deserved to feel whatever you felt towards his brother. "...please…don't hate him. Can you find it in your heart to forgive him?"
Genya's eyes are hopeful as he looks into your tearful ones. You swallow thickly. You were never upset with Sanemi - you'd forgiven him long ago.
"I-I…" your cheeks are tear stained as your mind attempts to gather all the information given to you. "I have to go."
Your legs are trembling as you stand. Teiko and Sumi - finally learning the girls' names - are by your side.
"Y/N, please. You aren't in the position to go anywhere." Genya is nervously walking behind you. He is still unsure why he was here. He understands that he had died during the battle, but he recalls reuniting with his younger siblings - then he was here before you.
"I have to see them." you're scurrying around in your home. Your father was nowhere in sight and you're glad that he wasn't. You would appear to be talking to yourself.
Genya only shakes his head. You were stubborn and he now understands why his brother loved you as much as he did.
"Okay. I'll accompany you." It wasn't like he had anything else to do. Moving on into the afterlife appeared to be much more difficult then he ever thought it would be.
Genya watches as you pack a light bag. He finds his eyes wandering to your small bump and he feels warmth - was it possible for him to feel this way while deceased? He's unsure truly and doesn't want to question it any longer.
"Are you sure you want to travel now, Y/N?" Genya questions once you are done. Teiko and Sumi are both by your side again, large eyes so soft and caring for the woman that was you. "I don't want you to be in harm's way."
You want to reach out for Genya and touch him, but you're unsure if it is possible. You never thought to try, either, not sure how you'd react if your hand didn't get to touch him. "Yes." you nod. "After all, you guys won."
Taisho Secret: In his final moments, Genya saw his life flash before his eyes - his family, his life in the Corps & you. He 's unsure for certain why he came to you but he te,ls himself that it was to make sure his Aniki can live a happy life & not be alone.
Your mind is unsure how long Sanemi and you had gone round for round - but you're certain that you cannot get enough. You've never pleasured a man before - not until now. But Sanemi wasn't just any man - he was the man you've grown to love. You accepted it now more than ever.
"Y-You don't have-" Sanemi throws his head back. He's sweaty, chest rising and falling as he pants. Your lips wrap around the tip of his cock, warm tongue licking gently on the sensitive tip.
Sanemi hisses even more at the feeling of your tongue. He opens his eyes to glance at you and is positive that one day, you'd be the death of him. Not a demon or anything else - but you.
You looked so beautiful to Sanemi, equally as sweaty with hair sticking to your forehead. Such innocent eyes looking up at him for approval while your mouth sucked him with all the might you could muster.
Your hand wraps around the length of his cock and pumps while you focus on sucking the tip. You weren't sure if you were doing this right, however Sanemi's moaning. Nor does he appear to be bored or upset by your actions, so you'll assume that he was enjoying himself.
"S-Stop!" Sanemi jerks, feeling himself ready to cum - as embarrassing as it was. It hasn't even been five minutes.
But you don't, enjoying the flushed look on Sanemi's cheeks. You go as far as your mouth would allow, feeling the tip of him hit your throat. You begin to gag, feeling your throat clog up, but you don't stop. Sanemi's moans edge you on and your legs clench together, enjoying the way you were making him feel.
Your head bobs up and down, suckling. The sounds of your sucking mixed with low curses and grunts from Sanemi echo off the room. The sight is as filthy as it comes, but neither of you cared.
You release Sanemi's cock from your mouth with a pop, a string of saliva connecting from your lip to the tip of it. Sanemi twitches slightly, finally able to calm down - but still, you had other plans. You allowed Sanemi to take control for hours, now it was your turn to pleasure him.
Sanemi's eyes snap open when you sit upon his lap. You give him a cute smile that melts his heart.
"I'm not really sure how good I'll be." you tell him, leaning down to peck his lips.
Sanemi grunts into the kiss. He positions himself at your entrance. "You'll be amazing," he responds.
You sit fully onto Sanemi's cock, hands placing themselves on his bare shoulders. You shudder, the familiar pleasure coming back to you.
Sanemi watches between hooded eyes as you begin to move your hips, his hands placing themselves permanently onto your hips. You'd do amazing, he told you, and amazing you did. You started off stiff, unsure of what to do, but after a few moments you got the hang of it. You lifted your hips and brought them back down at a steady pace.
Sanemi finds it hard to focus on just one thing. Your breasts are bouncing for him to see and for a moment, he's mesmerized. Then his eyes catch the sight of your pussy - wet and dripping with slick all over him. You're clenched onto him so tight that he's sure he wouldn't last long in this position, either.
Sanemi decides that your face is where he wants to settle his eyes. He could never get tired of calling you beautiful. Your face contorts with pleasure, mouth panting as you pleasured yourself upon him. Your eyes are fluttering, fighting to remain close or to open.
Lilac eyes meet yours when you do open them. You feel hot with humiliation having Sanemi see you lost in the moment. His fingernails dig into the skin of your hips when he notices your back from your high.
"I love you, Nemi." you murmur, unsure what in the world you were going through that made you confess such words suddenly. It causes Sanemi to stiffen at the confession. But you don't notice, far too entranced with pleasure to care. You lean down and kiss his lips.
"Say it again." Sanemi buckles his hips forward, thrusting into you at an alarming speed.
Sanemi pushes himself forward, wrapping his arms around you to bring you even closer to him. He doesn't want you to leave his arms - not now. He brings you onto your back, hovering above you. "Say it again." he repeats, thrusting deeply inside of you.
"I love you, Nemi!" you exclaim. The familiar churning in your stomach is coming back, and with the clenching you're doing on his cock, you're positive that you were going to cum once more.
"Again." Sanemi holds you tighter. He never wants this moment to end - the intimacy the two of you shared at this moment is the most alive he's ever felt.
"I…I…" you're cumming, eyes rolling to the back of your head. But Sanemi doesn't stop, not until he's assured that he came deep inside of you, your words replaying over and over again in his mind.
I love you, Nemi.
I love you, Nemi.
I love you.
Sanemi's cumming, his eyes fluttering close. He places his head at the nape of your neck and he's pampering kisses. He doesn't move, not until he's cum deep and he finds himself softening slowly - for the time being.
Taisho Secret: While in Limbo, Sanemi thinks what life would be like if he met you in a world with no demons. His mind displays countless scenarios of the life you & he could have. Sanemi's favorite scenario was the marriage between you & him surrounded by his family & yours.
"Tanjiro…" you murmured, feeling relief wash over you upon seeing the boy.
Your eyes scanned the room as you did so, finding Uzui with Hinatsuru, Suma and Makio. You take notice that Rengoku's father is here along with his younger brother, the resemblance is quite uncanny. Zenitsu appears to be in and out of sleep while Nezuko is seated beside her brother. It tugs at your heartstrings noticing that she no longer appeared like her demon self.
"Y/N-san!" Tanjiro's eyes widen at your sudden appearance. "Hello."
You feel a mountain of eyes upon you - or more so on your stomach. Genya is beside you, watching as a few gasps are heard. "Act like they have never seen a pregnant woman before." he grumbles and you can only silently giggle.
"I'm glad you all are safe." you feel teary eyed at your words. You hadn't gotten the chance to say a proper goodbye to Shinobu or Mitsuri, only your letters. You pondered if they received them before their battle. As you watch Tanjiro lay upon the bed, you're yet again reminded of the many young lives that suffered…Sumire…Roshi…Muichiro.
"Ah, Y/N!"
Genya is startled by the sudden call of your name behind them. In the doorway is Shinra and he's panting. He's covered in bandages from head to toe and even has a limp as he strolls. "Shinra…" he murmurs. "...you did survive."
"Shinra!" you wanted to engulf him in a hug but stopped yourself. He looked seconds away from dropping. "I'm so glad you're safe. You must've fought hard."
"A little too hard." Shinra jokes, chuckling to himself. He then winces, now remembering why he refrained from laughing. Or speaking. Or anything besides breathing.
"Y/N!" Suma is the first of the group to react to you. She runs to you and engulfs you in a tight hug. She's sobbing as she speaks. "You're here! You're pregnant! You have such a lovely glow to you-"
Makio punches Suma in the head, eyes glaring at the girl. "Stop yelling!" she hisses. "You're going to crush her! Can't you see she's fragile?!"
Tengan sighs but he can't help but smile. It felt whole in a way, almost as if you never left. Suma was right, however. You had the pregnancy glow to you. Your skin appeared to be blemish free and hydrated, your smile reached your eyes and your bump was round and healthy.
"Where is Giyuu-san? I haven't had the chance to see him." you say aloud. You want to ask for Sanemi, as well, but you chose not to.
"They should be finishing with the meeting soon." Tengan strolls towards you. He has a grin on his lips and he gently pats your head. "It's nice to see you again."
"You, as well, Uzui-san." you say. You place a hand upon your stomach and hum.
"Hey!"
It's Inosuke. He's come from behind Shinra, shoving his way in. Shinra hisses as he's set to the nearest wall by the boy. Inosuke isn't wearing his boar mask as he looks at you.
"Inosuke. Hello." you say, glad to see the young boy seemingly well. "I'm glad to see you're safe. You are King of the Mountains, after all."
Uzui scoffs with a roll of his eyes.
"You've been well, too!" Inosuke's voice is gruff as he speaks. "Since you've gotten fat. You must've been eating really well!"
"You imbecile!" Shinra wails, eyes glaring at Inosuke.
Tengan sends a fist upon Inosuke's head. "She's not fat, you idiot!"
You're laughing at the sight. "It's okay." you assure them, understanding that Inosuke meant no harm. "He's probably never seen a pregnant person before."
Inosuke refrains from attacking Uzui like he wants to. "What's that?" he asks, his head turning to Tanjiro.
Tanjiro chuckles slightly, a red tint on his face. He always has to explain things to Inosuke in more animalistic terms. "Y/N-san has mated with someone. That's why her stomach has gotten a little bigger."
Inosuke hums, eyes turning back to you. He tilts his head with a nod, now understanding.
"Stupid idiotic boar." Genya hisses.
"It's so good to see you, Y/N." Hinatsuru waves with a kind smile. "Please come visit us before you leave."
You nod. "I will. I promise." you assure. "I'm going to go find Giyuu-san."
Tengan follows you out. He only allows you to go down the hall before he calls for you. "And what about Shinazugawa?"
Genya turns his head, as do you.
"Are you planning on seeing him, as well? I know he's been…" Tengan trails his words off, hoping that you'd understand where he was going with this.
"I will be seeing Sanemi, as well." you nod.
Tengan allows himself to watch you as you walk away, turning out of sight. He inhales once more, this time wishing that the former Wind Hashira would admit the way he feels. Not just for your or his sake, but for the sake of the unborn child.
Giyuu is the first one you find. He's already walking your way when you happen to see him. "You cut your hair, Giyuu-san!" you say, waving his way.
Giyuu appears to be shocked at your presence before him, but he manages to not have his eyes linger on your obvious pregnant belly. He offers a small grin your way with a nod.
"It's good to see that you're alive." you murmur to him, taking in his appearance. You notice that his right arm has seemingly been lost during battle and again, you feel yourself grow with guilt.
"You, as well." Giyuu responds. "Congratulations."
You grow hot and nod your thanks. You allow Giyuu to pass you, Genya furrowing his brows at the man. He was never one to speak much and oftentimes you found yourself talking to him, wondering if he was ever telling you to shut up mentally.
"You think Aniki would be at his estate?"
"I'm not sure." you murmur. You place a hand onto your stomach, the baby is seemingly moving. "You must be excited." you say, laughing to yourself.
You're nervous and that part is obvious. You wanted to see Sanemi, yes. Your heart is full knowing that he managed to survive. You don't know how you'd react when your eyes meet his for the first time in months - you hope you wouldn't cry.
The journey to Sanemi's home is rather quick. Maybe you were walking fast to get it over with - pay your respect and leave. You found yourself outside the familiar shoji doors, contemplating if sending a letter was more appropriate then coming up unannounced.
"Go." Genya speaks. "I'll stay behind so you can have a level of privacy."
Genya disappears - the first time since you first saw him days ago. You gulp, hands feeling sweaty.
You lightly tap the shoji doors before sliding them open. The home is quiet and appears the same as when you left months prior. You remove your shoes and continue into the home, heart quickening.
You find yourself holding your breath when you see him. He's seated on the hardwood floor in the sitting area, in his hands the rhinoceros beetle he claimed as a pet. He's feeding it some fruit you note, watching intently.
"Sanemi." your voice is low and barely audible, but Sanemi is alert. His head snaps in the direction of your voice and he noticeably gasps.
Sanemi blinks once, then twice - you were here. You weren't a fragment of his imagination like he initially thought. Through the months his mind could still hear your voice as if you never left. He was sure he's gone insane sometimes when he'd awake and swear his ears pick up on you cooking, low hums coming from your lips.
You feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze. You're considering you coming to see Sanemi was a mistake, unsure if he truly wished to see you.
"I-I'm sorry." you murmur. You blink away, unsure as to why you were truly apologizing for - maybe for coming unannounced after all these months.
Sanemi places the beetle back into the wooden cage and places it beside him. He lifts himself up onto his feet and makes his way to you. He's quick, placing both calloused hands on your cheek. His left thumb rubs your cheek gently, enjoying the feeling of getting to touch you after so long. Your eyes catch the bandage wrapped around his right hand and you frown deep. "Your hand…" you murmur, your own softer hands wrapping around the bandage. You notice he's missing his index and middle finger.
Sanemi doesn't care about his injuries. He's far too enthralled that you're in front of him. He takes a step back, eyes going lower to your stomach.
You swallow, breath hitching. You feel uneasy with his gaze. His face was stoic, unable to read just what his thoughts were. You feel a few kicks from the baby and you're sure they were just as uneasy at this moment.
"Sanemi?"
You break the silence after around 5 minutes of Sanemi's staring. His head snaps to you. "You're pregnant." he states the obvious.
"Yes." you nod.
Sanemi is silent once more and again, the silence is killing you. You're unsure of what he's feeling - if he was feeling anything at all.
Sanemi glances away from you. His heart is jolting once more, but now with sorrow. He's lost you for good, he thinks, and now he wants nothing more than for the world to swallow him whole.
"You've found a husband?" Sanemi asks but he doesn't truly want to know. The thought of someone else getting to have you causes his heart to feel sad, sorrow erupting through him. He can never blame you for finding love elsewhere, it's what you deserved.
"Aniki's an idiot." Genya groans. You flinch at the sudden sound of Genya who is standing behind his brother. Your brows furrow at the boy who raises his hands. "I'll take my leave now." he states and again, disappears once more.
You take another deep breath and shake your head. "No." you murmur. "The baby is yours."
Sanemi was sure he'd have whiplash the way his head snaps back to you. His eyes are wide with realization - how big your stomach was, the child growing in you; his child.
You're shocked when Sanemi suddenly falls to his knees. His hands are on the ground while his head is hung low. He's trembling, you note, and you're confused about what's happening.
"S-Sanemi, I-" Did you anger him? You're unsure what to do - should you leave?
You got your answer on what Sanemi was doing when your ears pick up on low sobs. You kneel down in front of him, eyes noticing droplets on the hardwood floor. You stand straighter and gulp.
Sanemi was crying.
You've never seen Sanemi cry. He was always a strong person, showing little emotion. Others once cower at the sight of him, tip-toeing around him to not anger the man. He was always different around you - smiling, often joking and never lashing out at you.
But crying - Sanemi never cried.
"Nemi…?" you place a hand on top of his hand, fingers gently rubbing the white tresses.
Sanemi lifts himself up to look at you, tears staining his cheeks. He moves fast, arms wrapping around you. His head lays upon your bump and wants to cry even harder when he feels soft kicks.
"Please forgive me, Y/N." Sanemi's begging now, His tears don't stop and he doesn't let you go. He never wants to, afraid that if he does you'll leave him once more.
"Nemi," you murmur. Your heart swells at the sight of him and you want to laugh at the situation. "I'm not upset with you."
"You should hate me." Sanemi murmurs, lifting his face from your bump to look at you. "I took advantage of you." He left you to fend for yourself, pregnant and all. He shouldn't feel as if it was completely his fault - he had no idea you were pregnant and if he had, he would have never allowed you to leave. However, he cannot help how he feels.
"You didn't take advantage of me, Nemi." you play your hand - so soft, Sanemi thinks - against his cheek. "I said I loved you, didn't I?"
Sanemi's throat tightens and again - as pathetic he's sure he looks - he feels himself crying. His heart jolts and for the first time in months, he feels happy. Watching Genya die before his eyes while claiming that he always protected him had shot a hole through his heart. It's a feeling that would never go away, but having you back before him pregnant with his child was the feeling he needed to feel whole again.
"Thank you." Sanemi murmurs, arms unwrapping just for his hands to place upon your stomach.
"I didn't do anything." you giggle.
Sanemi shakes his head. You've done a lot. You weren't upset with him for how he treated you after the two of you were intimate. You decided to come back from your home, pregnant and not far from giving birth he's sure. You were a gift he wasn't sure he deserved - you and his child.
"Stand up." you tell Sanemi and he does what he's told. "Stop crying, Nemi. It's okay." you offer a smile.
Sanemi's heart jolts again.
You're as beautiful as you always were and now you're glowing.
Sanemi wants to cry yet again.
Sanemi can never keep his hands off of your stomach. He always has to hold it - while the both of you sleep. While you both sat and ate. Any reason he could to hold you bump, he would and you couldn't be upset about it. He even would place his ear against your stomach - mostly as you slept - to hear the heartbeat of his child and yours. It brought him ease, assuring that the both of you were safe.
Sanemi was more fascinated with the sudden kicks. He recalls many years ago when his mother fell pregnant for the first time with Genya and how intrigued he was at her size - and when he noticed her stomach moving at an alarming rate. Then she fell pregnant again, again and again until his youngest brother was born.
Sanemi was nervous about traveling back to your home and leaving his estate for good. Now that the Demon Slayer Corps was disbanded for good, he had no reason to stay - "only if you want", was Kiriya's words. And he was until you had come to him. Now, you had made plans on going home and home meant where your father resided. He had never met your father and truly had no plans to, but by what you have told him, he was not a man Sanemi would like. He wouldn't want you or his child to be disrespected by the likes of him.
You were now 8 months and so close to giving birth that Sanemi often walked on egg shells. He never wanted to leave your sight in case it happened suddenly. Not only that, but he missed the majority of your pregnancy that he didn't wish to not be at your side for whatever you needed - stomach rubs, random cravings in the middle of the day or night. He would massage you - especially your feet that had since swollen up due to your pregnancy. He wanted you to be as comfortable as possible.
You have been spoiled since you returned and couldn't be more grateful and happier. Tengan has bought a mountain of clothing items for both you and the baby, claiming that it would be the most flamboyant child around - after his own, of course. Suma, Hinatsuru and Makio were always around, dousing you with compliments and gushing over your growing bump.
Inosuke was still curious about your stomach, but understood you weren't fat. He'd still gift you leaves and other things he could find and become one of your eating buddies, even eating food from your plate. Tanjiro had scolded him but you assure that it was alright.
Shinra was recovering and now could move freely without a mountain of cast and bandages. You were glad the boy survived, truly. He had grown slightly from the frightened little boy of Final Selection. Upon learning that he had no family left to go to, you had offered for him to stay with you - much to Sanemi's dismay. However, if he didn't want to admit it, Shinra was much like his own brother. Genya and he were the same age, often having similar outbursts and interests. Plus he couldn't be upset that you've grown an older sibling-like bond to the boy. It was one of the many reasons why he loved you.
"Why wouldn't I be attracted to you?" Sanemi has a look of confusion on his face as he awaits your answer.
Sanemi thought you were beautiful now more than ever. You were carrying his child, after all, putting your body at risk for him and the child you shared. It makes the man angered at himself for having you think that he wouldn't find you attractive.
Maybe it was because he hasn't attempted to touch you - which it isn't like he didn't want to. He finds himself wanting to be inside you all the time but he stops himself from trying and would rather jack it off in the bathroom. You had just returned and he was sure the last thing you wanted to do was be intimate with him, and so he waited for you to initiate it.
However, then you asked him now as the both of you laid in bed, a calloused hand rubbing your stomach if he found you unattractive due to your appearance.
"I'm kinda fat right now and-"
"Did that boar call you fat, again?" Sanemi hisses, eyes glaring. He wanted to castrate Inosuke when he found out he said it the first time but refrained because of you.
You roll your eyes. "No. It's how I feel." you tell him. "You don't attempt to touch me. I don't think you find me as attractive as before."
Sanemi sighs. He wants to laugh because damn, you had no idea how he truly desired to have you. He doesn't want to hurt you is another reason why he stops himself - the fear of leaving your perfect skin with bruises and marks. That, and if anything happened to his child or you during the act, he would never forgive himself.
"You can sit on my face?" Sanemi offers suddenly, far too excited that you're gasping.
"No!" you exclaim, growing hot at his sudden words.
"Why not?" Sanemi questions, feeling disappointed.
"I-I'm too big to be sitting on you, Nemi!" you roll your eyes but manage to giggle.
"No you aren't." Sanemi assures. "Have you forgotten what I was prior? Have I grown soft?" he's teasing you not, but he peppers kissing onto your cheek, trailing down to your jaw to your neck. His hand slides up to cup your breast and you find yourself moaning at the sensation.
Sanemi didn't care about himself and his own pleasure. He found pleasure in your own. You were sensitive, far more than ever. Your breast had grown due to the pregnancy and Sanemi was but a man, diving right into them, rubbing and suckling on the sensitive nipple.
You're a moaning and gasping mess. You hadn't realized just how much you missed Sanemi's hands upon you. It was different from your time with him in Shinjuku, of course. He and you weren't under a demon art - even though you couldn't completely blame the mark. Now, however, Sanemi was sane and attentive, purely focusing on worshiping you.
You're unsure when Sanemi had managed to strip you of your underwear but in a matter of seconds you're bare to him, a humiliating feeling washing over you when you feel his lips upon your thighs.
"Nemi…"
Sanemi grunts a response, kissing until he finds your wet lips. He quickly pecks them before his tongue lapse between your folds. He keeps you in a firm hold as you're squirming. He doesn't hold back in pleasuring you, enjoying the sounds of your sweet moans.
Sanemi's tongue is flat as he bobs his head back and forth, determined to make you cum. Once he realizes you've begun to relax in his hold, his left hand add's two fingers inside of you and pumps.
Your back arches, a slew of moans, grunts and gasps releasing from your lips. Your walls clench around his fingers, thighs trembling at the pleasure. You weren't aware how much you truly missed Sanemi, even outside of intimacy. You were only intimate with him one time (for hours on end) and even then, waking up alone without his warmth felt lonely. Now you can wake up to him besides you, hand onto your stomach. It felt nice - almost as if you never left to begin with.
Sanemi's fingers curl inside of you, pumping a little faster. He muffles against your clit when he feels your hands in his hair. His pants were feeling tight, cock twitching.
You begin to grind against his tongue and Sanemi encourages it. He removes his fingers from inside of you to now grip your thighs to give you more access to do so.
"Please, Nemi…" you groan, licking your lips. You were now clenching around nothing. "...I need you."
Sanemi lifts from between your legs, licking your sweet slick from his lips. He looks at your face to find you already looking at him through hooded eyes.
Sanemi could never deny you - not now especially. He knows what you want and he's quick to undress himself. He's hesitant slightly, not wanting to ever harm you. He lays beside you and offers a quick peck onto your cheek before gently pushing you onto your side. He wanted you to be comfortable.
Sanemi lifts your leg, making sure he held it up for you so you didn't have to. He centers himself at your entrance and shudders, the familiar warmth and wetness brings back the memories of when he first had you.
You're clamping around Sanemi as he enters you slowly. His breath tickles your neck where he's kissing lovingly. Sanemi's slow with his thrusts, but it feels good nonetheless. He never knew sex could be just as amazing when he wasn't being rough, but he noted that it was better because it was with someone he loved.
"It's okay to go faster." you moan. Your hand wraps around his wrist for comfort. "You won't be hurting me."
Sanemi grunts. He does what you ask, picking up his pace only slightly. Your juices are coating his cock, pussy clenching so heavenly around him that he catches himself fluttering his eyes closed. He inhales your familiar scent - the same scent that has since plagued his home. His heart no longer feels lonely, yearning for a lost love.
"I love you." Sanemi murmurs, the confession causing his cheeks to flush red. He hasn't told you explicitly like this before, only while you slept your exhaustion off in Shinjuku. His hand allows your leg to drop, sliding up your thigh to your stomach. "Thank you." he groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy.
Sanemi was going to come and you know this. You wanted to ask what in the world he was thanking you for, but you had a clue. Random times Sanemi would thank you - "thank you for coming back to me", " thank you for carrying my child", "thank you for loving me".
Sanemi's confession to loving you, however, was what made you cum and your words repeating his own was what made him.
A rare sight to see truly - Shinazugawa Sanemi was crying. Weeping at the sight of his child, cheeks flushed and puffy. The girls of the butterfly mansion were the first to be dumbfounded by the sight, gasping at the tall, scarred man with bulging muscles. The same man who would slam the door open and demanded to be treated, uncaring if they were busy or not. Now this same man held such a small infant in his arms, so close to his chest afraid to let go.
You were brought into the Butterfly Mansion by Shinra one evening while Sanemi had been out gathering the food you were craving. You were stunned when not ten minutes later your water had broken and Shinra was a nervous wreck, eyes wide and looked as though he was nearly about to cry. He was then instructed to go get Sanemi while Aoi set you up on the birthing futon, the three small girls whose names he had not learned were gathering towels, water and other supplies for the birthing process.
Sanemi was by your side no later than five minutes, having thrown the food in Shinra's arms and dashed away, a gush of in his trail. It was truly a sight to see - Sanemi so caring and loving, holding onto you while murmuring how amazing you were doing. He allowed you to hold his hand and squeeze the life out of it - whatever it took for you to deliver the child safely.
The first sounds of cries cause a wave of relief over Sanemi, you crashing against him in exhaustion. He recalls kissing your head, the sounds of his child louds wails are an accomplishment of what you brought into this world.
"It's a boy!" Naho, Sumi and Kiyo say in unison and Aoi only smiles towards the wide-eyed former Hashira. She had placed the baby in your arms, innocent eyes looking around curiously but not focusing on anything.
It wasn't far when the small room was full, Hinatsuru, Makio and Suma low cooing at the sight of the baby. Shinra has a soft smile on his lips, paying his own visit while Tengan is beside Sanemi, who's eyes had not left his son or you.
"How does it feel?" Tengan asks Sanemi, who blinks but doesn't take his eyes from you.
"Surreal." Sanemi responds.
Sanemi felt happy for once. Was it selfish to say this was the happiest he felt in years? He was happy when you came back into his life and brought a new meaning into it. He can even say he felt happy when he learned that they had won the battle against Muzan, even if in the moment he wished he would have died alongside his brother.
However, there was no happiness that could replace the one he felt at the sight of his child; his son. There was like a new light that overcame him as he watched you nurse his child or hold him close with such love. It's insane to think that you were the reason that he felt happy once more - he was once content on dying knowing that he would possibly never have a family. Now, he cannot imagine his life without the little family you have given him.
"I don't think Y/N-san can see us anymore." Teiko says, a little sadness laced into her voice. "Another boy in the family."
"Yes." Sumi murmurs. "At least he's cute!"
Genya places both hands upon his sisters shoulders. He has a soft smile on his lips, eyes watching his elder brother and how content he appeared. He then looks towards you and the baby - his nephew. "Aniki is happy again." he says, more to himself than his sisters.
Sanemi had kneeled down besides you, his index finger lightly stroking his son's cheek.
"Thank you, Y/N." Genya says, understanding fully that you could no longer see nor hear him. Teiko and Sumi have now disappeared and he finds himself fading, as well.
Taisho Secret: It wasn't until Y/N fell pregnant with their second son did Sanemi confess the Demon Slayer Mark. You weren't as upset as Sanemi was and told him to think about the present & not the future. He has the chance to hold his third child & only daughter a few months before his 25th birthday, calling it his favorite gift.
FIN