Clever bastard..

[petenshi_daa]

[Niou Yagyuu dragged Yagyuu Niou away from the room where ever they had been forced to make pizza and led him to the nearest little place he'd found. No way in hell was he wearing their 'uniforms' that they wanted them to both wear. It was embarrassing and with his partner finally here, Niou Yagyuu had other plans in mind already.]

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[disillusiongame]

[He didn't let his hands just idle around and do nothing while his partner worked, no. He tugged here and there, fidgeting with the buttons obscuring Niou's chest, undoing the, one by one, slowly, teasingly for a moment. But he was sick of the teasing by this point and thus quickly undid the rest and ran his warm fingers over the soft flesh of the trickster's chest, reaquainting himself with him. It had been too long and he, by no means, wasn't aware of the fact that Niou had been to bed with plenty others. Yagyuu knew, but he let it slip past him because Niou was all his now (besides Sanada lol), and the body would remain his. The gentleman didn't often sleep with others (not that he hadn't thought of Kirihara-kun or Yanagi-kun in bed, pshh), but he knew that no one would ever come close to being as good as Niou. No one could make him feel as good as Niou could.

If Yagyuu hadn't been enjoying the feel of the fingers on his chest, undoing the buttons of his dress shirt, he'd have flung off Niou's shirt by now. He had all but ripped the buttons out of their seams, he was that impatient. It was beginning to hurt, waiting this long. But he was a gentleman.. and gentleman waited patiently-- fuck patience. The clothing on his body didn't feel right anymore. All he needed now was Niou's bare hands on his bare skin, and he'd be all set.

A moan pressed itself into Niou's mouth as the trickster suckled Yagyuu's tongue into his mouth. The taste itself was arousing him to no end and he could almost imagine what Niou's-- Okay, they were almost there, almost ready. Once their shirts come off, their pants are left, and Yagyuu's shaking against his partner. Anticipating this is fucking painful. Screw being a gentleman. He had Niou. They were one person now. Yagyuu's calm composure had affected the trickster once.. and now Niou's trickery and just plain wild was infecting the gentleman. Yagyuu himself was becoming the impatient wild that was Niou Masaharu, and if he said that he didn't like it.. he'd be lying.]

[petenshi_daa]

[They were both on the same page now. His own hands trailed up the Gentleman's smooth chest, up the sides of his neck and through his usually neat, kept hair. It would only be a matter of time before his fingers left his lover's hair and returned to the task of stripping him down completely. Until then, the platinum haired boy savored the taste of the Yagyuu in his mouth. He let his own tongue dance around the other's, letting a few more of his moans get lost in between their lips.

Niou would have never broken their lip lock had he not needed to breathe, but... he was human after all. His breaths came in raggedly already when he did, pressing him own frame against his partner's. He needed Yagyuu so much right now. If only a kiss could do this to Niou... A signature smirk played his lips and his hands moved back down Yagyuu's muscles to his waist, keeping him close. The Trickster loved to see his Gentleman throw away his composure for Niou and only Niou.]

[ooc: I really miss the Internet >/]

[disillusiongame]

[He could feel his kept hair messing under the fingers that threaded through it and, under different circumstances, he'd be mad about it.. but not now. He needed this. He needed Niou. On him, in him, feeling him everywhere- everywhere that he knew.. everywhere that he didn't know. The Trickster knew him and he knew the Trickster. It had been far too long that they'd done something like this. It was exhilarating, and it felt good. Niou brought out his bad side and Yagyuu wasn't complaining. Not at all.

Another moan passed lips as their tongues played and their bodies pressed together. Their pants were in the way, but he wanted- no, needed- friction and tried to move his hips against Niou's. The wall behind him didn't give him much room to really move, but it should have been enough without resulting to begging as they kissed. He did not want to break their lips apart. He missed the taste, no matter how much he might need to breathe soon. He just let his hands play against his partner's warm back, underneath the unbuttoned dress shirt, and hoped they'd both be fully undressed soon.]

[petenshi_daa]

[Niou really found his partner pressed up against the wall absolutely enticing, but very... limiting. He hadn't meant to be a tease today simply because he wanted to take Yagyuu as soon as he could. His fingers deviously hooked themselves around the waistband of the Gentleman's boxers anyways and traced the skin hidden delicately. The platinum haired teen would just have to get the other in bed. Eventually.

He willed himself to break their heated kiss, letting his lips quickly press against Yagyuu's neck. Soon after making that contact, he darted his tongue out and traced his lover's smooth skin carefully. If he wasn't doing that, Niou was trailing his kisses sloppily to those spots that just made Yagyuu ... shiver, cling, moan, beg.. He didn't even have to nip harshly at those spots like he was doing at the moment. All Yagyuu needed was a graze of his counterpart's teeth to break any resolve of his.. But Niou was convinced that Yagyuu had none whatsoever. Ah. The Trickster couldn't help but feel proud of that somewhere in the back of his mind. The minute part of his brain that wasn't focused on pounding Yagyuu on the nearest sturdy surface.

The only thing Niou would manage to say loud enough for his partner to hear was, "Bed. Now."]