[fic post] Cours de Français

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Title: Cours de Français
Rating: G
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairings or Characters: Kyouya/Tamaki
Warnings: slash
Word Count: 76
Summary: Tamaki's not the only one that knows French.
Author Notes: Lost the fic guessing game to peekaydee, and she wanted someone that wasn't Tamaki seducing someone else in French. So, I cheated and had Tamaki getting seduced instead. But really, Tamaki shouldn't be surprised that Kyouya is fluent in other languages. He's Kyouya. Title means "French Lessons", but you can use the google translator for the rest of the French bits. That's what I did. |D;;

Cours de Français

"Je veux vous embrasser."

"K-Kyouya, you... you do know what that means, right?"

"Oui," Kyouya grinned from behind his glasses, "Vous n'êtes pas le seul à connaître le français."

Tamaki flushed red and stuttered some more.

"Que dites-vous? Permettez-vous que je vous embrasse?"

Tamaki's eyes widened, by now blushing from the tips of his ears down to his neck, and nodded slowly.

"Merveilleux," Kyouya chuckled before pulling his glasses from his face and pressing their lips together.