i'm sorry but if you're sleeping on unmasked haganezuka, you're missing OUT

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semi-nsfw

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Hotaru was a simple man. From a young age, he dedicated his very being to perfecting his craft of creating the strongest swords for demon slayers to use. He often prided himself in the simple yet tough blades of nichirin that he could make with just a hammer and an open fire. Day after day, night after night, Haganezuka worked -- he spent nearly all of his time in his study, whacking away at the various metals at his workbench. Though I was proud of him for being so unrelenting and motivated, I couldn't help but worry as a fiance to where his obsession would lead his health to.

"Hotaru," I called, voice meekly breaking through the sound of scraping metal, "You've been going for hours, are you alright?" The ravenette turned around, regarding me with an iron gaze,  eyes flashing with alertness. His body was tense and stiff, presumably from working so laboriously every single day for tens of hours in a row. I noticed that he had new cuts in his arm from the blades, which he didn't seem to notice, and that his whole body was absolutely drenched in sweat. 

There was no response from the figure in front of me as he paused for a moment, blinking blankly at my concerned expression. My eyebrows furrowed and my teeth tugged at my bottom lip, screaming silent pleas for him to just stop and take a break. It continued for a few more moments until my lover finally set down his hammer and the blade he was working on, then got up, bones popping back into place and muscles tightening. My heart leapt with joy as he sauntered up to me and mustered a tired-looking smile.

"Okay. I'm here." Breathing in relief, I immediately embraced him, gingerly holding his body so that I wouldn't apply any unnecessary pressure to his aching joints. Hotaru hummed, enjoying the moment as he patted my back with a rigid hand and closed his eyes. Oh, how I missed the feeling of his figure against mine. His firm arms and chest were the trophies of all his working glories, and were able to cushion my body when he held me tight.

"I'll draw a bath for you," I murmured, running a hand down his shoulders to his chest, "You can unwind in the hot water." The swordsmith considered the thought for a moment, his thick eyebrows furrowing in concentration, before making an objection. 

"Only if I have you with me." With widening eyes, I looked at my fiance, shocked that he had made such a bold statement. A surprised expression crossed my features and stayed there until I had to look down in order to avoid the looming weight of his proposal. I stammered and became increasingly red in the face as various "thoughts" flew around in my head. Of course, it was normal for me to have fantasies about Hotaru, with his sculpted body and endearing personality, but I've never seen him naked before.

"H-Hotaru," I gasped, unsure of whether to accept or decline, "You're alright with it, right?" The ravenette smiled and placed a kiss atop my head, kind eyes looking keenly at my reactions. Feeling butterflies suddenly fly in the pits of my stomach, I squirmed around and held Haganezuka closer to me in our embrace.

"I suggested it, so why wouldn't I be fine with it? If you don't want to, you can decline-"

"No! I want to do it! I- I just-" I sighed, my arms becoming tighter around my fiance, "I wouldn't know what to do, seeing you like that." My breath hitched and I cursed as I realized what I had just said. The swordsmith raised his eyebrows and gave me a coy grin, putting a finger underneath my chin and tilting my head up. I panicked, not ready to meet him in the eye, nor be in the position he was guiding us to.

"Oh, you're quite frisky today, aren't you?" he chuckled, smoothing a thumb over my cheek, "But don't worry, I won't let it slide. It's been ages since we've done something together, and I want to make it up to you." He pecked my lips gently, but frowned, unsatisfied, then did it a couple more times until he was smiling from ear-to-ear. I managed to peel myself off of him after that, and hurried to draw the bath, not to get away from my fiance, but to quicken to process of our two selves meeting again in the bathhouse.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't eager to see him soon.

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My quiet footsteps and the rippling of water were the only two sounds in the empty bathhouse as I slunk my way towards the tub. By now, I had already stripped and was waiting for Hotaru to get here so we could soak together. With a delicate hand, I tested the warmness of the bath and hummed in content when it was just the right temperature. Finally, a chance to relax and unwind with the man I had the pleasure of calling my own.

Suddenly, I felt two arms circle my waist and a pair of lips kissing the back of my neck. Though I was surprised, I immediately knew who it was and managed not to scream at the top of my lungs. But that only lasted for a couple of moments, before I remembered that Haganezuka was naked.

"Hotaru!" I protested, sliding around in his grip, "The water's going to get cold!" He let out a huff and let go of me, walking towards the edge of the bath and dipping a toe in to see how warm it was. Shivers ran up my spine as I finally saw Hotaru in all of his glory. Sucking a deep breath in, I slowly exhaled while trying to calm myself. I had to at least have some rational thought in the midst of all these instinct-lead ideas.

Shaking my head, I cleared my mind, deciding that it wasn't really the time to be rational. I wanted to enjoy myself when spending time with my lover, and I intended to do just that. Catching Haganezuka's eyes as he offered to lower me down into the water, I shot him a thankful glance and got into position so he could lift me and bring me down into the bath. As his hands gripped my waist, I felt my core desperately screaming at me for some kind of action that would satiate the growing heat that thrummed through it.

Shit.

My fiance finally lowered me down into the tub, but still had a firm grasp on my hips. I watched as his eyes lingered on my collarbone for a moment before breaking away, obviously embarrassed. Both of our faces were red, but it had little to do with the fact we were in steaming water. 

"Hotaru," I murmured, feeling the mood envelope me and warm my limbs, "Come here." He obliged, sloshing the still water in order to move closer. Nearly at my breaking point, I couldn't take it anymore, so I cupped his face with my hands and pushed my lips onto his. My fiance pressed back with the same ferocity, his fingers gliding up and down my back and sides. I bit back a gasp as Haganezuka moved on to kiss my neck, placing bites and licks all over the surface. With his head being delicately cradled in my arms, he was like the finest treasure that any person sought to have.

"Let me take care of you, please, Hotaru," I groaned, feeling overwhelmed, "You've been working so hard and I want all of this to be about you-" The ravenette placed one final mark on my collarbone then drew back, his gleaming eyes bearing into mine. His irises almost dripped with passion, a sign of how serious he was about what he did, and what was precious to him. I advanced, seeing the pause in his action as an opening for me to take advantage of. 

Brushing my hands over his broad shoulders, I massaged the tension right in the crook of his neck, thumb drawing circles over the taught muscle. Hotaru sucked in a breath, taken off-guard by the sore yet alleviating sensation, and almost collapsed into my arms. I laughed and just turned him around so I could work out all the kinks of his limbs and the aches in his joints.

I kissed every single part of him that I massaged, the cooling feeling of my soft lips helpful in the steam-filled atmosphere. It was like heaven, being able to be this close with my lover despite being separated by his work most of the time. Don't get me wrong, I loved what he did and often watched in admiration as he worked the same blade over and over again, but sometimes it just got in the way of our relationship as a couple. 

My train of thought broke in half as I heard Hotaru breathlessly moan when I reached his lower back. Immediately feeling my face flare up as I pressed on the spot harder, I hoped to get an even better reaction out of him. My lover groaned and shook even more once the applied pressure had increased and looked back at me with a longing expression. Once our eyes met, my face erupted into a furious blush and I withdrew my hands, obviously embarrassed. 

You are such a perv, (Y/N).

Hotaru laughed and turned around, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. He nuzzled into the crook of my neck, hot breaths gliding over my skin, and delicately traced his hands along my thighs, sending tingles up my spine. 

"It's okay, I like it too," the ravenette said quietly, fingers curled and running across my upper leg, "Don't be embarrassed." He pressed a wet kiss against the base of my neck and continued to tease me, his muscular frame firmly pushed against my smaller one. I let out a groan as I felt one of his fingers brush over my core, a sensation that always left me wanting more. 

"Don't you think we should... actually bathe?" I said softly, a small hiccup coming in between the sentence, "Hotaru?" My lover stopped and seemed to agree with me as he reached for the soap, lathering his hands before I suddenly grabbed it from him. With a pout, I started to scrub the ravenette's backside and torso, angry that I didn't get the chance to clean him first. 

"I told you, all you have to do is relax and let me take care of you for once!" Haganezuka huffed and playfully regarded me with sparkling eyes, seemingly unwilling to do so. I returned the stare, not willing to lose to his stubbornness. Finally, after what seemed like eons, he blinked and I smiled, knowing that it was now his turn to comply with my demands.

"Alright, fine. But after this, I want to continue the massage." Though I silently screamed at the various definitions that phrase implied, I somehow managed to keep my cool and resumed washing my lover.

"If that's what you want."