For the Vanqua prompt, maybe something involving ice-cream?
(idk ahhhhh)
Yeah you know WHAT I got this! Prompt for Vanqua and ice cream under the cut.
This got out of hand! It's also NSFW! You have been warned. <3
-Mieusical
It was dripping down her chin.
Vanitas had a dead-eyed stare as he watched the melting ice cream slowly work its way down Aqua's chin in a sticky line. It wasn't that he was disgusted or anything. Quite the opposite. He wanted to lick it off with his tongue, clean her up forcibly in front of all the people at this god-forsaken theme park that she'd dragged him to. Fucking Disney Town. He wanted to tear down the loudspeakers blaring that stupid theme song with nothing but his bare hands and teeth. He'd been here before, certainly. Back when he was tormenting her and her two moronic lackeys before the fall of Xehanort.
Ventus and Terra would certainly complain if they could hear what he was thinking. Vanitas didn't give a half of a fuck. They WERE moronic. And she was so much better than them at everything that they might as well be her lackeys. By now, Vanitas certainly was.
Lackey, fuck buddy, boyfriend. It was all the same, right? Oh gross. That implied she was also fucking Ventus. Van would never stand for something like that.
Aqua glanced over at him, flushing a delicate pink at his stare. She knew what that look meant, and it was never anything other than trouble. "Van...?" she asked quietly, the hand holding her honeybunny cone falling into her lap. "Are you okay?"
"You've got something - " he started, making a vague gesture at her face. Aqua reached up to wipe at her cheek, completely misinterpreting what he was trying to say. Typical. Vanitas hummed, frowning, and she was just confused.
"Did I get it?" Aqua asked, rubbing again. Nothing was coming off on her hand, so she doubted it. And he still had the same stare, focused on her like the rest of the world had fallen away. The same look he always got when he wanted to do something that he didn't think she would approve of.
Vanitas shook his head. There was a small smirk spreading across his face, and Aqua's heart skipped a beat. He was going to lick it off. He was. She couldn't stop him. "Hold still, yeah?"
"Vanitas, what are you going to - "
Without another wasted moment, Van leaned forward, crossing the space between them on the bench. His hand came up to her cheek to hold her steady. Aqua's eyes were wide as they searched his, and she had to try very hard not to pull back. Not that she really wanted to. But they were in public. Vanitas wouldn't care about something so trivial, but Aqua certainly did. When he was close enough, he winked, then chased the line of melted ice cream up her chin with his tongue.
Aqua made an indignant noise that was quickly cut off by Vanitas' tongue licking into her mouth, shamelessly turning the movement into a heated kiss. He tasted like the spark lemon he had been steadily making his way through when she forgot herself and kissed him back. Their lips moved together for a moment, his tongue flicking out against hers, before his sharp teeth nipped at her bottom lip. Aqua felt her face heat up. People were staring. She pushed him away.
"Vanitas," Aqua hissed at him as he chuckled, licking his lips.
"What?" he asked, clearly amused. "You afraid that someone we know is going to walk by and learn your dirty little secret~? Come on now, Master Aqua. We've been fucking for years now. Just because you don't want to admit that a creature of darkness makes you hot - "
Aqua made another noise, furious. "I knew that bringing you here was a mistake."
"You're damn right it was, tits. I'm not made for polite society." He leaned back on the bench with a chuckle, and picked up his spoon again. "But you have this whole savior complex or something. What, did you think that bringing me here and buying me an ice cream was going to reform my soul?"
"N-no - " she paused and had to wonder if she was really so see through. Maybe she had hoped a little bit that if someone showed Vanitas kindness, he would want to change. Want to be more... normal.
Want to be less bestial.
"No, of course not." He sucked some ice cream off of his spoon, much too sensually. Vanitas knew how to work her up by now. And her gaze was locked on his mouth in a way that he knew meant she was thinking about him pleasuring her with it.
Aqua snapped out of it, her gaze snapping away from his mouth to his eyes with a glare. He did this every time they were together. If only he wasn't so damn good at getting her off, maybe she'd have an easier time focusing. "Would you just finish your ice cream so that we can go?"
"Go where?" Vanitas asked, surprised.
"I know a spot in the sewers where no one will bother us." Aqua's traitorous cheeks flushed red.
Vanitas' answering grin was sharp and delighted. "Filthy. Love it."
