As you come back from the market, outside the village with grocery in your arms. As you enter inside, you hit into the back of Sanemi. "Watch it, you brat!," he said sternly as he stepped aside glaring anger at you.

"Oh, so you're just gonna apologize? You idiot," he growled as he wrapped an arm around your waist and roughly pushed you against the wall. "You need to be more careful."

His other hand reaches for your ass, roughly squeezing it through your skirt before roughly thrusting his hips forward, grinding against your backside. "And you're still not being good enough... for me." His breath was hot on the nape of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.

As he groaned and pressed himself harder against you, grinding his hips even more roughly against your ass, Sanemi growled again, "I told you... You're not getting off that easy." His free hand moved to grip your hip tightly as he rocked his hips back and forth, grinding into you. "Give me what I want," he demanded hoarsely, squeezing your ass with punishing force.

The feeling of his body against yours, the roughness of his hands on your skin... It all sent waves of arousal coursing through you, making it hard to focus on anything else. Your breath came out in ragged gasps as he continued to grind against you, taking what he wanted with brutal force.

As his hips slammed against your backside, Sanemi growled deeper in frustration. "Dammit, Barts... I'm going to enjoy breaking you." He gripped your hip tighter and roughly thrust himself harder into you, grinding his aching length against the most intimate parts of your body.

With a cry of anguish or pleasure, it was hard to tell, Sanemi released your ass only to spin you around roughly, pinning your back against the wall with one arm around your neck. His other hand came to grip at your hip once more as he thrust his hips forward violently, pushing deeper into you than ever before. "Say it..." he panted harshly, breath hot on your face. "Admit... that I own you."

The moment the words escaped your lips, he let out a feral growl and thrust himself even deeper into you, claiming what was rightfully his. His hips slammed against yours with brutal force as he took advantage of your submission. Your body arched involuntarily into him, meeting each rough thrust with equal ferocity.

Sanemi's fingers dug painfully into your hip, holding you in place as he took what he wanted, claiming your surrender. With every powerful thrust, he growled out words of possession and dominance, his hot breath fanning across your face. You could feel the tension building within him, and knew that it wouldn't be long before he found release.

As he felt the release building inside him, Sanemi growled low and rough in your ear. His fingers dug into your hips harder as he thrust violently one last time, driving himself as deep inside you as possible, emptying his seed with a harsh cry that echoed around the room.

His body tensed up as he came down from the intense pleasure, still held tightly against yours. With a grunt, he pulled roughly away, leaving you breathless and aching as he stumbled back a step to catch his own breath. His chest rose and fell rapidly beneath his open shirt, sweat beading at his brow. "I'll be going now," he growled before spinning on his heel and striding off down the hallway.

As you cook and hum, you can't help but wonder what it would be like to truly love him... or even for him to love you back. The idea seems almost laughable now, but there was a time when you had hoped for something more than just this... this empty union between the two of you. You sigh softly and shake your head, pushing the thoughts aside as you continue with your chores.

It isn't long before the front door slams open once again, and Sanemi stomps in. "Dinner smells good," he grumbles as he strips off his clothes, revealing his muscular frame. He walks over to the stove and picks you up by the waist, planting a kiss on your lips roughly. "You'd better be ready for round two."