Clever bastard..

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[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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[Yagyuu Niou allowed Niou Yagyuu to drag him away, but not without a slight struggle. He narrowed his eyes, not really enjoying the turn of the situation, but not exactly unwelcoming it either. He wondered idly if it was safe to... He'd wait until they were out of earshot completely.]

Where are we going, Niou-kun Yaaagyuu?

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Getting you out of trouble, Niou-kun.

[Glancing around, the bespectacled boy fumbled around before finding the key to his convenient, paid apartment from Atobe Keigo and Oshitari Yuushi, his new BFFLS. It wasn't entirely safe to drop his imitation just yet as he held the door open for his partner]

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Oh?

[The trickster smirked and walked through the door that was held open for him, eyes locking with his partner's for a moment before he turned away and walked right past. His eyes scanned the room, fingers locked lazily behind his head, then finally he turned back towards the other. He drawled in a bored, slouchy tone.]

Are we safe yet, puuuri~?

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[He regarded the other with a stern look (OH SO GENTLEMAN) through his crystal clear frames while stepping inside and locking the door behind him. Now it was time to drop his facade and push his grinning counterpart right up against the nearest poor, defenseless wall.]

It took you long enough to get here..
....
Yaaaagyuu..

['Cause you know. The pimptastic teen had to go sooooooo long without his partner in this dimension.]

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[Hands still lazily locked behind his head, he swung his hips around slowly and raised an eyebrow as the door was locked. He stood unfazed as his back came in contact with the soon to be very abused, poor, defenseless wall, his usually bespectacled eyes remaining on his partner's. The trickster smirk had fallen from his lips the moment they got this close to each other.]

Took you just as long... Niou-kun.

[His voice was just as polite as it had always been -- besides when he was acting as his partner, of course -- and his stare regained that normal stern, calm demeanor. He was used to Niou by now.]

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[A smirk crept across the gentleman's lips because.. there was always been something with seeing Yagyuu .... well, as himself. Just like there was something about putting on glasses and taking on the whole "gentleman" mask. Oh. And having Yagyuu pinned up against a wall with absolutely no one to barge in and bother them was also worthy of a toothy smile.]

You surprised me back there with those people.. Ain't that a first?

[No, Yagyuu. Niou was not looking for conversation. Not really. Not when he closed the space in between them and claimed the peculiar teen's lips with his own quite passionately. Oh, he did love cornering the other just to get him to throw aside his serious, stern composure.]

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[He couldn't take his eyes off of the trickster's smirk. It meant so many things;; dangerous, absolutely amazing, or both were the main ones running through his head while he was pinned to the wall. He'd known those hands well -- the ones holding him in place -- the calloused fingers almost mirroring his own in use. They were slowly but surely becoming one person, that was for sure. It was just a matter of time.]

Niou-kun--

[That smile got him. It got him every time he saw it. He'd wanted to say something back in return, but all semblance of rational thought had been stolen away by that smile, by those lips covering his own and stealing his breath, his want for his calm, polite exterior. The gentleman in him was gone, nothing left but pure, raw want and need... need for those skilled hands to touch him, that mouth to claim him.]

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[He was glad that he rarely had to deal with a resistant Yagyuu. Sure, Yagyuu had his stony emotional barriers when they first met but over time their relationship had drastically changed. And it was no secret really because no matter how calm and collected Yagyuu was everywhere (save amazing times like these), Niou was not one to be discrete. They were both complete opposites of each other yet here they were, wanting.. No... needing one another. That's what Niou was expressing anyways once his fingers danced across his lover's familiar taut muscles, pressing against him through his white button-up dress shirt.

Taking this situation like he had any in his life, Niou wasn't wasting his time nor even thinking about what he was going to do.. Though, he could probably take a mental step back and predict what was going to happen right off the bat but that was neither here nor there. His tongue persistently ran across the gentleman's soft lips, practically begging for more of him. Again... it was a matter of merely needing his Yagyuu. He

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[He arched into the trickster's... his trickster's.. hand. His body knew the touch, knew Niou's movements, mapped out every trace of skin he'd felt from those hands, that mouth, his body. A shudder ran down his spine in anticipation of what he knew was going to come, what he'd felt so many times. Yagyuu could walk around without his glasses, without contacts, even (the ones he often wore when he played the part of the trickster himself).. He could be blindfolded, and still know every aspect of Niou Masaharu, just by the sounds his feet made as he walked lazily around, the way he breathed, whether he was face to face with him or not, they'd grown so much in tune.

But the gentleman still didn't have enough. His partner wasn't close enough.

His mouth opened immediately to the other's wanting, needing, intruding tongue, pulling it into his mouth and entwining it with his own. He loved the taste of his Niou, everything about him.. and he loved knowing that Niou was absolutely, no exceptions, positively his. This random world, this

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[Feeling absolutely no shame in letting a pleased moan escape his throat, he found his body pressed firmly against his partner's. The trickster felt every shiver and reaction of the one he held against the wall and he knew exactly what to do to coax such things from Yagyuu. There were hundreds of things Niou knew about the other's body by now. He could pinpoint his every sensitive, weak spot.. the spots that would make Yagyuu weak in the knees.. the spots that made him squirm and (if Niou really wanted to torture his lover) beg. This even included the spots that completely left Yagyuu craving more of the trickster. ... Hell, Niou could even accomplish that without touching his partner

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[He felt, rather than heard, the other's moan as it reverberated through his mouth when they kissed, though he did manage his best to hold his own in as their bodies pressed together. It wouldn't be long before he'd want his partner naked, claiming him, against the aleady abused wall or elsewhere (he didn't care).. he just wanted him. And their clothing was in the way, obstructing his view from the perfect body he'd come to know every part of.. left no place untouched many times before. He'd explored Niou so many times.. the sight, taste, touch, feel, and voice were mapped out in his mind

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[Niou was successful in removing the silk tie just in time before his patience ran dangerously thin. Not that he had any when he was beginning to feel terribly hard. Fuck.. when had that happened? It had to be his lover's skilled, wandering hands. They were gentle, soft touches that just drove the trickster crazy. Only Yagyuu had this power, so to say, over Niou. Not that.. ... Niou could.. compare-- ..... Alright, so Niou had his share of bed warmers before Yagyuu and none of them even came close to the gentleman. And they never would. Not even if they offered him to go to the backroom with them in exchange for tapes with questionable content on them. *Ahem*

After he tossed the tie carelessly onto the floor the next thing his hands busied themselves with was the defenseless buttons along his shirt. What? The article was tucked in? Niou could multitask and tug up the white once flawless shirt. Now it was wrinkled and would soon be discarded without a second thought in a few moments. The trickster wanted to feel his lover's warm skin

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[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

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[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 >/]

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[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

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[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