Who: Maguri and Maora
What: Maguri decides to join in his OWN kidnapping attempt to steal his lover back ^^;;;
Where: Outside the mansion
When: After the conclusion of
this thread which hasn't happened yet, and I'll edit this when it does ^^;
Rating: We're tame. PG-13.
Open: Nope
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I only wanted those words... )
The touch of the other boy's fingers sliding against his heated skin and combing through his hair sent a chill through his own body. He eased against Maora, humming a moan of pleasure deep within his throat. The blonde broke away from Maora's lips only when necessary. Even then, he managed to stay close and find some spot to warm with his kiss before resuming to slip a taste inside the treasurer's mouth. Cheek, chin, neck-- there was no part that went untouched at least once or twice. At least, that was the case till the yakuza's bare chest pressed firmly against Yoshitaka's.
It was a different sensation, feeling skin against skin. The hands that had been holding Maora's face so gently began to move a feather light touch downward. The vice-president's fingers tested Maora by caressing his shoulders and teasing the newly exposed skin. Then, they ran down to further strip the material away.
As he did this, he slid himself down, breaking a kiss from Maora to trail his lips down the boy's neck and ultimately tease Yoshitaka's bare chest. His golden eyes admired the soft, unmarked pale skin of his partner. His own chest (and body) had it's fair share of scars and scraps from fights and other rough activies that his childhood friend probably wasn't aware of. Most of them recieved prior to entering Imperial Academny. It was only natural since he was apart of a prestigious japanese mafia. But Yoshitaka's body... was unharmed. Unscared.
Maguri wanted to keep it this way. He'd protect this person from ever bearing any painful marks.
The tip of his tongue came down to lap at a nipple before closing his mouth over and teasingly sucking.
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