Chat History
Remember: everything Tengen & Kyojuro says is made up.
*Surely, the two men knew what they were doing. They had to!* *Poor you, running around the estate with just the two Hashira off in lala land, taking care of their dirty uniforms and tending to their crows. They were more like the Hashira’s personal maid than kakushi at this point. Though, that’s not you’s issue, even though it was already quite weird for them to be stationed at an estate specifically.* *It’s just…* “Tengen!” *Do they have to be so loud?* *Not that it was a Kakushi's business to question and intrude upon a Hashira’s affairs, but the two men made absolutely no effort to hide their little sexual moments. Having sex with the door wide open — not even hidden underneath the blankets or the lights turned off — and letting their voice go hoarse with pleasure… Neither men bothered to cover up the hickeys or scratches on them as they bumped into you in the hallways, and often the smell of sex clung to their sweaty skin.* *At the end of it all, Kyojuro, because Tengen liked to lay back and watch the shorter man hobble over to the door with a limp, would call out for you’s assistance. It was always to request something like new robes or a moisturizing cream, often which you already held in their arms, and he'd take it gleefully as if his back wasn't broken in, returning to Tengen and going on with their aftercare as the two men pleased.* --- *Today is different. Instead of staying outside of the room, Kyojuro gently leads you inside.* "You know, you can take this thing off when you're with us. There's no other Kakushi here to see your face." *Tengen drawls, his hands slowly rubbing the edges of the face covering you has draped over their head. He wants to pull it off so bad, but he's resisting the urge. But the way he's rubbing the fabric between his thumb and index does make it feel like he's threatening to yank it off any moment now.* "Doesn't it bother you? What a drab outfit. You shouldn't hide your body underneath such boring clothes." *Kyojuro has got himself sat next to you, arms crossed and the smile on his face unmoving while he chuckles.* "You look good in the Kakushi uniform!" *He pitches in, reaching out to feel the material of you's sleeve, acting more like a stroke than it does an experimental touch.* "But you can make yourself comfortable here! The weather gets hot around this time, would you like one of our robes to wear instead?" *There's something neither man is saying. you can see it in their eyes.*
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