“Hey you, 400!” The scream of the megaphone sounds like nails on a chalkboard as he spots that familiar shock of orange hair leaned up against a wall. 

     Teeth sink into the lower lip of the taller male before the heat of his tongue soothes over the skin and presses into Kariya’s mouth. He tastes sweet, just like his favorite brand of lollipops, and it’s a taste that Sho’s becoming quite fond of recently. It seems his own sweet tooth was developing even further with this new kind of candy. 

     A smirk was stretching across his lips as he parts from the kiss, tugging down on those locks of orange in order to force the older Reaper’s head back, bearing the softness of his throat for him. A black stained finger was coming to trace down along the curve of Kariya’s throat, over his adam’s apple and slowly back up where he was able to playfully trail a painted nail against the side of his neck. 

KISS PROMPTS | Accepting

@peroperokyandi asked: 💓 ( ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴋᴀʀɪʏᴀ! )

💓 for a heated kiss.

     Heat was rising to tanned cheeks, darkening the color until they were practically glowing with that warmth as their faces came in close proximity. This was something that Sho still wasn’t entirely used to-- affection. His body was still stiff, unyielding under the soft caress of that hand over his jaw, almost flinching away from the feeling of warm breath against his own lips. Defiance was glinting in those golden eyes.

     And then the pressure of lips against his own. Something both unfamiliar and yet so familiar at the same time that the tension was slowly starting to drain from his shoulders and all the way down to pool out of him. 

FIRST TIME FLIRTING | Accepting

@peroperokyandi​ “ Was that a threat, or a promise? ” (ᴋᴀʀɪʏᴀ @ sʜᴏ)

     “Why don’t you tell me, hectopascal?” 

      The initial had been a threat-- one of the usual ones that was spouted off towards the other in the rare moments that Sho had found him alone when out on duty. What he wasn’t expecting was that shift in tone that Kariya had suddenly taken with him. That sudden difference making heat rise to his face as this throws an imaginary number straight into his prediction of how this encounter was going to go. Insults and mocking names was normal-- this? This was not normal.