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@blxxdyskxll

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     Oh, and you know Laito is right beside her, splashing into puddles and holding her hand, having contests who can make the biggest splash, or who can find the deepest puddle. Her question made him grin, arms scooping up the girl as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Lunch...? Hmm... You’re right, I am hungry...” He paused, taking her hand and nibbling on her fingers, VERY careful not to break skin. “Maybe I should just eat you right up~!” He laughed, beginning to walk towards the shop.

@sadisticbloodlxst

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     “’Why’~?” 

The question seemed strange coming from his lips. 

     “Because I want everyone to see how much I love you. I want people to look at you and know that you belong to me. I want you to have a reminder, every time you look in the mirror, that you’re mine and I’m yours.” He purred, hands resting on the taller’s shoulders, fingers gently caressing his neck, running down the sensitive skin before settling in place. Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss against the side of his neck, pulling back a millimeter to give the other a chance to change his mind--

     But when he didn’t, he leaned in. 

     Lips against soft skin, he parted them slightly to make sure he left his mark, lazily brushing his fangs across the area, nipping at the area teasingly-- Though not ever breaking skin. He didn’t pull away until he was satisfied, tongue brushing across the surface of the newly formed mark before he pulled back, a smile on his features.

GIVE LAITO HICKIES ! !

@simulxcrum

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     DAMN KOU MUKAMI AND HIS EXTREMELY TALENTED LIPS STRAIGHT TO HELL. 

     Laito wished he understood what was running through the idols head, but then again, he supposed even if he DID learn what thoughts were parading around in his mind, he WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO KEEP UP. Like a note impossible to reach but never given up on, like a pause in sheet music that was ignored, like a song that changed genres at the chorus, Kou was always in motion, always changing. Sometimes, he was within reach-- Others, he was so far out of reach he was OUT OF SIGHT COMPLETELY. 

     One moment he was flirtatious, the next he was looking for the nearest cliff to push the pureblood over. He was fickle. He was unpredictable. He was incorrigible. He was making his knees absolutely weak. 

     Cheeks flushed and lips parted, his arms had long since wrapped around the idol, not particularly caring that this was meant for behind closed doors. Let Kou mark him-- Fine. They were both playing the same game with a completely different set of rules, but this was FAR from OUT OF BOUNDS. Laito didn’t understand Kou when he started talking, but when he did OTHER things with his lips, he could understand all too well. 

     As the blonde pulled back, he didn't pull away, instead leaning up to press his lips against those that had just been on his neck, fangs nipping at the sensitive skin playfully as he pressed against him. 

     “You’re awfully cute when you want my attention, Kou-chan~.” He praised, lips trailing from his to instead press a mockingly chaste kiss against his cheek. 

@wandering-gentry

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GIVE LAITO HICKIES ! !

@sadisticbloodlxst

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     Confusion flickered across the porcelain facade of the vampire, emerald eyes filled with uncertainty as the taller took deliberate strides towards him, a serious expression marring what would have otherwise been delicate features. Yuma was more than just a step away from a cheerful, carefree personality, but he was CERTAINLY more than a MILE away from the type to leave any confusion to his intentions. He didn’t seem fond of mind games, so when he approached him in such a deliberate manner, Laito prepared himself for a rather intense verbal exchange.

     He received anything but. 

     Mouth that had opened to inquire what was wrong fell shut the moment he felt the other against such a sensitive area, a blush rising to his cheeks. Knees weak and eyes glazed over, he stayed as still as possible as the other marked him, still frozen after he pulled away, taking a moment to quell the heat that had risen in his body, licking his lips as he struggled to form a coherent sentence. All he could focus on was the memory of Yuma against him, holding him as he marked him for everyone to see. 

     Eventually, the redhead pulled himself together, straightening up and tilting his head to the side, not-so-subtly showing off his new blemish on otherwise perfect skin.

     ALL IDOLS FELL JUST AS THEY ROSE, AND WHEN KOU FELL, LAITO ONLY HOPED WHAT WAS LEFT OF HIM WAS AS MISERABLE AS HIS ATTEMPTS AT GETTING ANYWHERE WORTHWHILE WERE. 

     Because standing here with Kou was CERTAINLY no longer worth Laito’s while.

      No, fantasies of having the other UNDER him moaning in pleasure had been replaced with fantasies of the other UNDERNEATH his heel begging for mercy. How he had wanted to break him. How he had wanted to make him scream. How he had wanted to show him that his true talent was playing PEOPLE instead of INSTRUMENTS. But wants were just passing pictures, and the vampire supposed SOME passed FASTER than OTHERS. 

Kou was here, and then he would be gone. He wasn’t different--

AND HE WAS SO FAR FROM SPECIAL THEY COULDN’T EVEN FIT IN THE SAME FRAME.

     As his finger trailed across his shoulder, a grin made itself known across his lips-- Oh, how LOVELY... The dog had followed him all the way over here, begging for scraps of his attention. Kou really was ENDEARING wasn’t he? Fingers trailing up his pale neck before roughly grasping his chin, pulling him closer against his body as his hand went to grip the other’s hip as harsh as his words had been.

     “You’re touching me... But can you touch my pride? You seemed to have missed your mark, Kou-Chan.” He mused, amusement flickering across his gaze, just as PASSING as his INTEREST in the man before him had been. 

     THEY HAD BOTH BEEN THROUGH HELL, BUT HE WAS CERTAIN THIS WAS HEAVEN.

     Yuma’s lips against his was a comfort. It was a pleasure. It was an absolute experience, and Laito wanted to savor every moment. The fact that Yuma Mukami would kiss him like this, in front of their classmates... It was enough to bring a blush to his cheeks! He wanted everyone to know Yuma was his, and since he hadn’t had the opportunity to properly mark him yet... He supposed a little PDA would have to do~.

     He pulled away after a moment, just as his instincts began to scream to make the kiss deeper, to make it rough, to make Yuma HIS.