[Drabble] Ready To Play
Title: Ready To Play
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Mizuki/Aoba/Trip
Word Count: 300
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba gets a visitor.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: I am deathly in love with this pairing. I rrrrreeeaaaalllyyyy need to write more for them, like it's so painful!!
Prompt: drabble123 : #16 - Temptation ( Table Random 1)
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“The temptation is killing me,” Mizuki mumbled quietly, eyes following the curve of Aoba’s hip as it disappeared underneath the black sheets.
Trip crossed his arms, nodding toward their captive, “Then wake him.”
Mizuki trembled with the urge to reach out and touch the blue haired male. It was so overpowering, his fingers tingling with the ache to do so. “But he looks so innocent,” he responded, eyes never leaving the pale torso that rose and fell with the light breaths Aoba took.
“Aoba is far from innocent now,” Trip almost laughed, but he didn’t, keeping his features a under a mask. Easily he rested a knee of the mattress, shaking Aoba’s leg, “Wake up, you have a visitor.”
He awoke with a subtle shift, his eyes opening wide. Mizuki watched as a spark of fear registered and then fell away to helplessness as Aoba shifted to a sitting position, “Mizuki…”
“Yo,” he answered, feeling how much his mouth had gone draw at the glimpse of pale skin the blanket had revealed in his movements.
It was then he couldn’t stop himself. Mizkuki shifted, crawling onto the bed, as if he was stalking his prey. The temptation was so overwhelming and it felt so good to give in.
The feel of Aoba’s skin against his lips as he kissed the pale torso, licking at the rose colored nipples that taunted him. Mizuki hummed his appreciation not caring if Aoba hated him for it. It was just too hard to resist.
“Be good for us, we’re in the mood to play,” Trip allowed the smirk to cross his face as he undid the buttons to his waist coat.
“Nnnn!” Aoba moaned, breathy and light, against the sensor overload, falling back and allowing his captors to do whatever they wished to him.
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Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Mizuki/Aoba/Trip
Word Count: 300
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba gets a visitor.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: I am deathly in love with this pairing. I rrrrreeeaaaalllyyyy need to write more for them, like it's so painful!!
Prompt: drabble123 : #16 - Temptation ( Table Random 1)
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“The temptation is killing me,” Mizuki mumbled quietly, eyes following the curve of Aoba’s hip as it disappeared underneath the black sheets.
Trip crossed his arms, nodding toward their captive, “Then wake him.”
Mizuki trembled with the urge to reach out and touch the blue haired male. It was so overpowering, his fingers tingling with the ache to do so. “But he looks so innocent,” he responded, eyes never leaving the pale torso that rose and fell with the light breaths Aoba took.
“Aoba is far from innocent now,” Trip almost laughed, but he didn’t, keeping his features a under a mask. Easily he rested a knee of the mattress, shaking Aoba’s leg, “Wake up, you have a visitor.”
He awoke with a subtle shift, his eyes opening wide. Mizuki watched as a spark of fear registered and then fell away to helplessness as Aoba shifted to a sitting position, “Mizuki…”
“Yo,” he answered, feeling how much his mouth had gone draw at the glimpse of pale skin the blanket had revealed in his movements.
It was then he couldn’t stop himself. Mizkuki shifted, crawling onto the bed, as if he was stalking his prey. The temptation was so overwhelming and it felt so good to give in.
The feel of Aoba’s skin against his lips as he kissed the pale torso, licking at the rose colored nipples that taunted him. Mizuki hummed his appreciation not caring if Aoba hated him for it. It was just too hard to resist.
“Be good for us, we’re in the mood to play,” Trip allowed the smirk to cross his face as he undid the buttons to his waist coat.
“Nnnn!” Aoba moaned, breathy and light, against the sensor overload, falling back and allowing his captors to do whatever they wished to him.
Cross Posted to: drabble123