He shouldnāt be so tempted and weakwilled to give into Blackās offers, after all the knight liked the taste of blood, enjoying the bitter sweetness that clung to the tip of his tongue as he licked it off his neck. But ah, it wasnāt okay. He shouldnāt be so tempted to enjoy his noises and reactions. They were so wonderful and nice, sending shivers down his spine as he leaned more against his alternate and licked his lips, whimpering weakly upon the teasing ministrations. The assassin wasnāt making this easy for him, not at all. How was he supposed to resist him when the older ran his fingers down his back and left him shivering for more?
Blackie was tempting him, drawing him closer and closer until he couldnāt resist anymore. The kiss wore his resistance down, more and more did he melt against him while he willingly scooted closer, pressing himself against the assassin and gasping into the connection. āHnāā Ah, it wasnāt fair. Having his alternate so close, he could feel himself grow more heated. Lightly sucking on the olderās bottom lip, Touya eventually pulled away to pant for air, breathing so quickly and shallow that it was more than just obvious that he was excited. It was embarrassing, even tainting his cheeks a dark red while he regarded the assassin with half-lidded eyes and rested their foreheads together. āB- Blackieā¦ Why are you doing this to meāā
A rhetoric question with no meaning or need for an answer. Neither of them knew why the other was so intoxicating or alluring to them, neither of them could tell why they were so easily heated and bothered when they kissed and touched each other. However, it didnāt matter either way. As long as they enjoyed those moments, Touya didnāt need an answer to those questions. He only wanted to be close to his alternate and lure more of those sweet noises out of him. Cupping the sides of the otherās face, Touya kissed him again ā ironically innocent and sweet before he smiled at him; genuine and flustered. āYouā¦ You can be tempted, too. Itās only fair if you touch me as well.ā
Little pecks placed against Blackās lips served as direction, for the knight allowed his hands to brush down the tallerās chest before he reached for the zipper of his friendās jacket, unhesitatingly pulling it down before he leaned closer, once more capturing his lips in a needy kiss.
Touya had a strange idea of what was bad or not, in Black's point of view. Being bitten like that hurt at the time, yes, but it wasn't... bad. The pain only seemed to add to the heat and pleasure of the boy's lips running against his skin and of his tongue licking up his blood, making him feel heated. So, wasn't that a good thing?
Pondering on that wasn't important right now, though. Not when Touya's lips moved against his so sweetly, exhaling as he felt Touya pressing himself against him, trying to keep himself from shuddering in pleasure at the sensation of the knight sucking his bottom lip in such a teasing fashion, pulling out a shaky breath from his lips. Far too good, far too pleasant... and, Touya couldn't help but look at the boy with heavy lidded eyes as the boy leaned back from him, smiling a little despite himself at the younger's words, trying to resist the urge to close the distance between them.
Why was he doing that to him? Black wasn't sure himself, although it seemed like Touya was the one who was, effortlessly, leaving him panting lightly as he took in the younger's expression. He was aroused, but that wasn't surprising - Touya had always managed to drive him out of his mind wtih need, didn't he? It was only natural that this time would be the same, leaving Black to try to distract himself by drawing small circles on the small of the knight's back, his nails lightly brushing against his skin - but, thankfully, it only lasted a little, as the knight pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
If Touya wanted him to touch him, then Black would be all too eager to comply.
Fingers deftly worked on the zipper of his jacket as soft little kisses were left on his lips, over and over again, and Black didn't hesitate before trying to return them eagerly, one of his hands raising to pull down the zipper of the knight's jacket as well, pushing it back to trail his fingers down his chest, his palm pressing against the growing bulge between the knight's legs, his breathing uneven - only to find himself letting out a groan as Touya's lips pressed against his passionately, making him shudder slightly as he dug his fingers into the knight's waist, pulling him as tightly against himself as he could.
It was strange, how easily Touya could drive him out of his mind - but that wasn't something for him to care, was it? As long as he could stay with Touya, enjoy himself with him, make him feel good, then... that was really all that mattered.
