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Private Lessons - Part One

Ship: Uzui X Zenitsu (UzuZen)

Warnings: Smut and Mature Content (To clarify, Zenitsu is 18 in this One-shot.)

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Zenitsu had been aware of the constant eyes on him. The pillar made it painfully obvious. A man with three wives, yet was never satisfied with just that. The gaze the white yet silver-ish hued haired male held was not simply observant. It was always holding a deeper tone, dripping with a determination. For what, Zenitsu never really understood that. All he knew was the feeling of being watched. It was both a blessing and not. It made him feel all the safer, but also brought forth an unease in his stomach. Especially whenever the blond was present with Tanjirou. Those eyes would shift elsewhere, always narrowing toward Zenitsu's friend. The jealousy was painfully obvious as well, Tanjirou even noticing. Eventually it became a problem, where the maroon haired male would never approach whenever the pillar was present. Why the other was holding a jealous glance, Zenitsu wouldn't entirely understand. At least until recently. It wasn't until days before that everything became clear to the blond. He finally understood the watchful eyes and possessive aura. That heart beat that chilled Zenitsu whenever he stuck near someone beyond Uzui himself. 

That's right. Uzui Tengen had feelings for the blond. A man of many wives, had a lustful desire for Zenitsu himself. The once crybaby, now a better man. No more tears and whining, just progression and determination. He was in Uzui's terms, 'flamboyant'. His change had only made the pillar desire him more and that affection had become crystal clear to Zenitsu. No one else truly knew what was going on, especially behind those closed doors. Which brought Zenitsu to his current troubles. 

Kagaya had come up with the idea for training, calling it a private lesson with a distinguished pillar. There had been no real choice in the end. Tanjirou had gone with both Giyuu and Kyoujurou. Inosuke had went off with Gyomei. Which only left Zenitsu. It was a painfully obvious choice, one that the blond never truly got a say with. Thus leading to his current standing. He was beyond the doors of Uzui's residence within the estate. He'd be lying if he said his heart wasn't leaping in his chest. While the sound pillar did frustrate him often, he did have a soft spot for him. A twisted sort of love. 

"Are you going to stand out there, or come in?" Zenitsu had been pulled to reality as he sighed, opening the door. The room was fairly spacious, Uzui seated on the chair. It was a large rectangle the had a cushion on top to offer comfort. He was sitting crisscrossed, his gaze lingering over the blond as he closed the door. "You took your time getting here."

"Oh? Wasn't aware I was late." There was a silence as Zenitsu met his gaze, setting his sword by the door. As he took off his own haori, he noticed Uzui motion for him to sit. Obeying, he took the spot as his longer hair swayed gently with the soft breeze that rolled through the room. The sound pillar had always held a fascination for Zenitsu hair, often desiring to comb it. The blond never really minded. "So, what now?" 

"Who knows. Simply admiring a stunning view." Zenitsu raised a brow before sighing, his chin resting on his hand. He moved his legs to cross each other before glancing back toward Uzui.

"You're full of it. Either way, are we really going to do nothing during these training days?" The sound pillar frowned before reaching out. His fingers roughly grabbed Zenitsu's chin, pulling him to face the other.

"Are you bored?"

"Maybe, maybe not. What if I am?" Uzui smirked, drawing slightly closer.