#bottombunnyboy

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(To Sly) Noiz gave a wry grin at the blue haired male. "So people have been talking about you almost losing a fight, getting too old for this?" (It can be a fake rumor)

Seeing Noiz standing there, looking all smug under the illusion of having grounds to taunt him, Sly Blue couldn't help but snort. The brat was starting to have aspirations outside of his capablilities apparently~

"Oh? So you thought you could come here and challenge me because you heard some baseless rumours from the frightened rats?" He asked with a hum, a smirk on his lips to match Noiz' own.

"Aside from the fact the rats are lying and I'll be punishing them for it later, are you really so weak that you can't come challenge me when I'm at full power~?" He would destroy this silly little challenger like he had so many others.

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“Mm..” -the kiss meme for female Mink

SEND “MM..” AND MY MUSE WILL REACT TO YOURS KISSING THEIR NECK

Mink relaxed back against him. She hadn't been expecting the kisses but was used enough to his advances that she didn't mind it. And they were in private, so no one would disturb them either, which worked just fine for her. 

Her eyes closed slowly and a small sigh escaped her. That did feel pretty nice...

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Information Threshold

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They really hadn't been expecting much when one of their contacts informed them some fool was attempting to access their files again. Apparently the poor sod had been trying for the past week, which was incidentally the last time they had seen Aoba. Who had had company at the time... 

Virus still remembered the boy pretty clearly, but it was Trip who tracked down the source of the hacking to the same boy. Except Trip's method got them information on the boy himself, as well as an address. How practical~

It really was more common than one might think, that Virus and Trip went on a little 'outing' and helped the people looking into them go missing. Usually that entailed whisking them off as Toue's new experimental test subjects. Toue was a safe place to send them, as he already knew who they were and where they were from. The only other alternative was to kill the digger. 

This Noiz boy was known to be a skilled hacker, so they couldn't help but feel pride for the security they themselves had installed around their files. If not even the best hacker on the island could get through, there were very few others that could. 

This was why they both now stood in front of the boy's appartment, waiting for the least convenient time to ring the bell and make their presence known. The only reason they had yet to contact their employer about a possible new test subject was the fact Noiz hadn't broken through their firewalls yet. He would be close soon though. 

Virus leaned over and pressed the doorbell. This is where the challenge begins~

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SEND 👄 FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS TRACING THEIR FINGERS ON MINE’S LIPS! Or send 💋/ for the reverse! I am sending the kiss reverse!

SEND 👄 FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS TRACING THEIR FINGERS ON MINE’S LIPS! Or send 💋/ for the reverse!

She'd finally managed to knock the brat out with a good knee to the large bruise on Noiz' stomach he had insisted wasn't there and had dumped him on the large couch in her hangout.

Noiz had been incedibly stubborn, but she found that by being just a little more stubborn than the kid himself, it wasn't so hard to deal with him. As the boy slept she sat next to him on the couch, placing his head on her lap so she had enough space to sit comfortably.

Mink watched him breathe slowly, her eyes catching sight of the plethora of piercings on his face. She did wonder why he had so many of them, but it was a look that suited him rather well. Teenage rebellion and all that.

So as Noiz was asleep, there was nothing to stop her idle fingers from tracing his piercings. From the ones on his eyebrow, to the bridge of his nose, and eventually lightly tracing over the boy's lips.

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“You’re hot when you’re mad.”

"Stop changing the subject!" She raged, grabbing his collar in her hand, her other trembling as she resisted the urge to punch the boy in the face. Or anywhere else really. it was rare someone managed to piss her off this much, but that kind of comment on top of it? Oh no, Noiz was a dead man.

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“I can’t believe what you’re doing! Untie me, now. Do you have any idea what deep shit you’re in?!” (Maybe a mafia au with Noiz staying in Germany and getting kidnapped because his family is rich? I'll let you choose which muse feels up to this)

"Really, can't you now~?" He brushed his gloved fingers under the boy's chin, regarding him with the cool eyes of a killer. He really had no scrupules when it came to killing a boy even as young as this one, but his contract expressly forbade him from doing so.

What he had been allowed though, was some time with the boy to act in any way he pleased that wouldn't maim the little brat or otherwise indefinitely incapacitate him. Maiming was such fun though, but it seemed he would have to behave.

He wouldn't get to keep the boy for his collection so he normally preferred simply breaking him into pieces, but alas he had that contract hanging over his head and Boss would burn him alive if he found out one of his elite had broken a contract.

"I rather believe it's you, who's in deep shit, my dear boy." He purred out in perfect German, his grip tightening around the boy's neck slightly. "Let's see how long you can last arund me, shall we~?"