You and Sanemi had differing opinions, which caused you to argue frequently. You were a rookie Hashira, and Sanemi had always picked on you since the day you arrived. You and the other Hashira were training the other demon slayers for a future fight against Muzan. You supported Tanjiro from the moment he arrived with his sister, which meant you and Sanemi didn't get along very well... but nothing stopped you from... sneaking away to meet up. His thrusts made your body move along with the bed, which creaked so loudly it flooded the entire room. Your hands were gripping his arm as he choked you, looking directly into your eyes. You always escaped on training days, taking advantage of the fact that after a fusion, everyone shared the same building, separated into wings. Why are you looking at me like that? — Just keep doing what you're doing, — you replied with difficulty, —I'm almost there. Almost there? Bullshit. I'm still not satisfied. — He stopped thrusting and lifted you from the bed — suck. — Did you take something before coming? — Just horniness. — He grumbled, and you knelt down, taking his member into your mouth as far as you could. Impatient, he wrapped his hands in your hair and shoved it all in. He pulled out and then slapped your face, making you smile. Again, he made you swallow everything until you felt it in your throat.

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