[unfinished]

[2sidedtreasurer]

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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[strong_yakuza]

The night air was great. The blonde couldn't help but take a deep breath of it in and have his lungs fill with the distinct smell of... smoke? He glowered in the direction of the rising smog that came near the very area he had claimed housing. If having it's circuts ripped and snapped wasn't enough, Maguri's late computer was probably burning in some sort of fire right about now. A fitting way to go for something as troublesome as it had been. Though, this new rise caused some damper to the yakuza's initial plans

[2sidedtreasurer]

Maguri's answer to the question was less than agreeable. For one, how long ago was that, and two did he make that promise without the intent of being serious then?! The brunette started to make a sound, but this silent Maguri made him think that perhaps he needed a minute to collect himself.

But maybe that meant...he had changed his mind. Maybe he was playing a game after all.

The dark tone that followed seemed...out of place. It sent a chill down Maora's spine. But the blonde's determination to prove himself left Maora speechless, and once again, confused. What person was this? And what kind of price? Maora wasn't sure if the answer when worded like that could possibly be good.

"Un, I'm in the second building, on the third floor." Maora replied to the inquiry, then added a bit playfully, "though I would have thought that a kidnapper was supposed to know that kind of information before hand."

[strong_yakuza]

His face twisted in a rather silly sort of way, a grin twitching from the corner from his mouth. "Not everyone can be as informed about everything like you!" Oh, Maguri was very well aware that the boy slung over his shoulders was the most informative person on the Imperial campus. No one else knew or made it a point to know every detail and secret about the students... especially the most important figures at their school. Unlike Maora, Maguri didn't bother to gather information or do any sort of detective work of his own. Thus, he had no clue to where Maora had been staying, whom Maora had been conversing with, or

[2sidedtreasurer]

"I'm at the age where I'm curious! I can't help it!" Maora defended, having said something similar to Koutei some time ago. Well, it was true. Not only had their principal instructed Maora to do as such, but being Yuubinya-san had led Maora to naturally come to find out a lot of information about the students. So what if he technically qualified for busy-body of the year? At least he wasn't ignorant

[strong_yakuza]

It was a mistake to forget that Yoshitaka was just as able to pin Maguri down with little to no effort. And when Maora tapped into his more masculine side, well, the yakuza was easily taken in. It would explain why he became so flustered and starry eyed when Yoshitaka was dressed as Yuubinya-san.

He wouldn't fight back. Heck, he welcomed the surprising turn of events! Though, it must have looked a little ridiculous since the other boy was still wearing his 'godmother' dress. The blonde doubted it would stay on long.

The young man's cheeks burned, color filling them when Maora came in and breathed hottly against his ear. He managed to supress a pleased sound, if only for this one time. With a smirk, Maguri brought his bandaged hand up and let it slide from the brunette's neck down along his shoulders to push away any fabric that kept his fingers from touching skin.

"Hmm? You keep saying 'seduce me properly'. Is there something I'm missing that you think you can do better?" There was a light snicker at the end of his challenge.

[2sidedtreasurer]

Oh ho, Maguri doubting the dress staying on was definitely too much overconfidence on his part. For Yoshitaka had his own intentions kicking in now, and the treasurer liked things to be done his way. Maguri lost his chance for a hot and heavy impassioned first time...

...Maora was going to drag this out sloooooow and sensually. Because girls like it that way after all~

Feeling the heat rise in his lover's cheek, Maora suppressed a grin. He also moved his shoulder so that the dress would slide back where Maguri had tried to slip it off.

"That I think I can do better?" The brunette slowly pulled a soft set of kisses trailing down the side of the blonde's neck, then began to suck where the neck met the collarbone, his tongue flicking against the skin to increase the sensation. Slowly, he breathed back up the neck to Maguri's ear and whispered, "I'm already doing it better."

Foreplay for them couldn't be complete without bickering.

[strong_yakuza]

Lost his chance? Who's to say that he wouldn't get his oppertunity? Just because the smaller boy was dominating for the moment, didn't mean it'd stay that way the entire time. After all, it was Maguri who was still welcoming the change in position. The blonde still had so much to give, to show, and to release. He'd make note to reverse their roles again to give Yoshitaka the same pleasure being delivered

[2sidedtreasurer]

Well, this arrogant narration coming from his counterpart was certainly going to get put in its place. Maora had no intention of giving up his current position, and was more than willing to use any means to keep it that way, especially for now

[strong_yakuza]

Ouch. Maora and his sadistic narrator would have to do a little better than commentary insults and teases if they wanted to stay ahead for the entire duration of the game. A young man like Maguri wasn't going to be that easy to break.

Maguri's eyes lit up, shock settling away and replaced with tempted desire. "Beg you?" the blonde breathed back against Maora, leaning up to softly nip at the boy's lower lip. A kiss or two strayed against the corners of the treasuer's mouth, hotly working their way till he covered his lover's. His tongue slid in, venturing inside for a small taste. He loved it to the point where he hated having to pull back just to breath.

"And what exactly do you want to hear me say 'master'?" The blonde smirked against Maora's lips, stressing the joke at the end of his sentence. He mused over the thought of one of Shizun's drawings depicting Maguri as a puppy and found it an amusing idea to toy with now. Especially against Maora.

[2sidedtreasurer]

Well, Maguri's narrator started the banter, and it seems as if they can dish it out but not take it. And despite Maguri not being easy to break, his narrator seemed to forget the strength of will that one smart-assed treasurer had. He had, after all, waited (pretty much) faithfully for YEARS for this. He could hold out for a while to say the least.

A wave of pleasure ran through Maora, the new kind of kiss welcomed. The treasurer's hands came and grabbed the blonde's face, refusing to let him get away for too long. Panted breaths brushed across the vice-president's lips, and Yoshitaka stole one more before releasing him to tease him some more.

"Something along the lines of 'please take me' will suffice." The brunette went back to sucking on his neck, licking the skin a bit before tracing it with his mouth.

[strong_yakuza]

Faithfully? Shall this narrator bring up a certain cute ex-yankii that the treasurer had started to fall in love with? Oh, but that would kill the mood for our two lusting boys wouldn't it? Or is that what Maora's narrator was refering to with 'pretty much

[2sidedtreasurer]

Well, the narrator would like to remind their counterpart that Maora admits to overlapping Maguri and Haine because of their similarities, and probably since Haine wasn't dumb and accepted girl-version Maora right off the bat. So naners. =P Yes, that was what the narrator was referring to in the last post.

He felt the bottom of his dress rustle, but Yoshitaka was aware of how hard it would be to attack him sneaky and underneath like that. The boy was not surprised when Maguri gave up that conquest.

Maora felt his heart skip a beat, a slight blush accompanying it, but then he grinned and tore the jacket from Maguri, tossing it to the floor. Well, there goes one article of clothing. Since the blonde was on such good behavior, the treasurer slowly slid his hand down the front of his chest, unbuttoning each button until the blonde's shirt was completely open. His hands trembled a bit before he ran them down the yakuza's firm chest, breathing against the exposed skin.

He wanted Maguri to be doing the same to him.