[Rave] Hips Don't Lie
Title: Hips Don't Lie
Fandom: Rave
Pairing: Lucia/Haru
Warning: Haru's hips, Lucia's thoughts.
Disclaimer: Umi-chii don’t own Rave. Mashima-sensei still does.
A/N: …Haru’s hips don’t lie. That’s a fact.
Word Count: 365
Hips Don't Lie
Lucia didn’t remember when was the last time he had come face to face with a round and feminine hips.
When he first saw them, he was swept away by its plumpness. Thoughts of touching and groping them entered his mind, and soon, only the images of those hips are present in his head. He didn’t know what to do, since it was his dick that was doing the thinking and not his brain.
Slowly undressing those jean-clad hips with his eyes, Lucia gazes at them heatedly. It seems like the more he looks at them, the more time seems to be far away.
“Lulu-chan, black or blue?”
The question came unheard to his ears. Instead, it was a rather perverted question.
“I would love it if we do it behind.”
Haru blinked at him. Lucia suddenly moved his eyes away from those hips and up into silver eyes. Feeling everyone in the store’s weird looks, he felt himself blushing with embarrassment. Oh dear, did he say them out loud?
“Lucia,” Haru sighed. How many times had this happened again? Somehow, he couldn’t count it anymore with just ten fingers. “Again, black or blue?”
‘Like I said, behind. It’s kinkier.’
“Black, I suppose. You’ll look like a blueberry with blue.” He wasn’t supposed to be saying it humorously, but Haru chuckled at what he said. He quirked his eyebrow and Haru just shrugged it off. “I’m going to the counter to pay this. Now be off and buy me a coffee.”
Lucia sighed and prepared to leave the store. But before he straightened his coat, his eyes met those sweet, round hips sauntering off to the counter, telling him unsaid promises of the coming night.
Lucia licked his lips and hoped that there’s no blood oozing from his nose. He’s definitely going to savor the time he’ll be spending with those sweet hips.
[xxx]
Glancing back, Haru saw Lucia’s leaving figure. He grabbed his wallet and gave his credit card to the lady behind the counter, standing in a posture that definitely reveals the roundness of his hips, magnified even more by jeans he’s wearing.
Yep, he’s definitely going to wear these jeans more often.
END
Fandom: Rave
Pairing: Lucia/Haru
Warning: Haru's hips, Lucia's thoughts.
Disclaimer: Umi-chii don’t own Rave. Mashima-sensei still does.
A/N: …Haru’s hips don’t lie. That’s a fact.
Word Count: 365
Hips Don't Lie
Lucia didn’t remember when was the last time he had come face to face with a round and feminine hips.
When he first saw them, he was swept away by its plumpness. Thoughts of touching and groping them entered his mind, and soon, only the images of those hips are present in his head. He didn’t know what to do, since it was his dick that was doing the thinking and not his brain.
Slowly undressing those jean-clad hips with his eyes, Lucia gazes at them heatedly. It seems like the more he looks at them, the more time seems to be far away.
“Lulu-chan, black or blue?”
The question came unheard to his ears. Instead, it was a rather perverted question.
“I would love it if we do it behind.”
Haru blinked at him. Lucia suddenly moved his eyes away from those hips and up into silver eyes. Feeling everyone in the store’s weird looks, he felt himself blushing with embarrassment. Oh dear, did he say them out loud?
“Lucia,” Haru sighed. How many times had this happened again? Somehow, he couldn’t count it anymore with just ten fingers. “Again, black or blue?”
‘Like I said, behind. It’s kinkier.’
“Black, I suppose. You’ll look like a blueberry with blue.” He wasn’t supposed to be saying it humorously, but Haru chuckled at what he said. He quirked his eyebrow and Haru just shrugged it off. “I’m going to the counter to pay this. Now be off and buy me a coffee.”
Lucia sighed and prepared to leave the store. But before he straightened his coat, his eyes met those sweet, round hips sauntering off to the counter, telling him unsaid promises of the coming night.
Lucia licked his lips and hoped that there’s no blood oozing from his nose. He’s definitely going to savor the time he’ll be spending with those sweet hips.
[xxx]
Glancing back, Haru saw Lucia’s leaving figure. He grabbed his wallet and gave his credit card to the lady behind the counter, standing in a posture that definitely reveals the roundness of his hips, magnified even more by jeans he’s wearing.
Yep, he’s definitely going to wear these jeans more often.
END