Title: Getting to Know You
Characters: Tousen's therapy group: Kaname Tousen, Il Forte Grantz, Zaera-Polo Grantz, Gin Ichimaru, Noitra, Tesla, "Shirosaki"
Locale: Therapy room
Timeframe: Afternoon (no specified timeline spot yet)
What: Group therapy. Let's be friends! ♥
Rating/Warning: Most likely language and violence. Forecast of heavy awesomness
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He knew the participants of the therapy session almost by heart, but there was only one he was particularly interested in seeing and it wasn't their precious counselor, Tousen.
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"Better," Noitra's reply was short as his lips met Tesla's, harshly kissing the other with a speed he was proud of, his mouth commanding the other's complete attention.
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"I'm glad, Sir," was all he could manage before he was cut off by Noitra's thin lips. He melted, for a moment, into complete and utter bliss, and his free hand reached up hesitantly to brush long, black hair away from Noitora's face so it didn't tickle him so much.
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When Noitra's hand moved lower, Tesla let out a gasp of surprise and need, his own fingers gently, even reverently, combing through Noitra's hair.
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His other hand was slower and more languid, but its goal was clear as he shifted to slide it into Tesla's pants.
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The kiss was gratifying and wonderful. As much as Tesla liked to be hurt, kissing Noitra made it almost seem nice and -- dare he say it -- caring. Sometimes, he wondered whether Noitra felt the same way about Tesla that Tesla did about him, but no -- it was silly. Tesla wasn't good enough, he would never be good enough for someone as incredible as Noitra, and that was that. Tesla had resigned himself to that long ago. But while this lasted, he could certainly enjoy it.
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"How have you been?" he asked, almost mockingly as his other hand continued its work to keep Tesla, or one part of him, at least, alert.
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"I've been ... okay, Sir," Tesla murmured, leaning forward so his cheek was pressing lightly against Noitra's. "I'm much better now that you're here, however. I am glad to hear that you're--" his voice hitched as he found himself concentrating more on the hand in his pants than on his words. He pulled his thoughts together. "--that you're doing better, Sir."
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"You know me. I can do well in almost any situation," Noitra continued the conversation as if nothing were unusual about this occurance, his tone almost bored.
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