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“A-Ah--! But Snow- If I bite you your new clothes will get dirty! And if you bite me I might grab your clothes and wrinkle them!”

“Oh my, should I be jealous then~?”

Soft noise slips from the blond, eyes fluttering as sinful sensations jolt up his spine. Being grabbed like this never failed to excite him, and the fact it was paired with such feather light feeling over his neck-- He released a shuddering purr, his own hands moving to grab onto Snow’s ass with a firm grip. He was just giving in to his instinct and the strong smell of sex radiating from Snow.

     Soon this bar would be turned into a bloody hell.

     That much was for a fact as the demon hunter entered it. The young woman with her dead face and cold eyes sat down at the counter, ordering a glass of beer.

     She did not act yet though. Maybe, it was just the few cases where she actually showed something like her own will, or she actually yearned to drink something right now. Killing was a mundane thing for her and she had more contact with demons and ghosts than with ghosts. So, why did she hesitate here. 

     Perhaps _he _might already know why she was here and maybe he would do the first step. In that case, she would be prepared. She was always prepared. For someone not really desiring to live, she did everything to survive. 

     He would probably always expect someone to find him… To try to eliminate him. And he could know that someone might be her. But still… She sat there and ordered a beer.

     He could accept it, or refuse it.

     It was his choice.

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Story Line - Memoir [[Reaper]]

           --- He hadn’t meant to get so worked up. Having been gone on a mission for a month wasn’t something new. It’d always been something that happened, and Kira never had to think about worrying about his apartment or others. He’d been used to living alone, and being alone for that matter.

So when there was a sudden emptiness in his very being, he couldn’t help but feel bothered by it during his time away from kyoto. His heart no longer beat, yet he could feel a thumping of unease throughout the days being alone. The silence throughout the nights was unbearable, and even meals had lost a favorable taste within them.

He felt troubled with this, and no matter how much he thought about what could be causing it nothing made sense. Nothing made sense. His human self died centuries ago..yet for some reason-- He felt like one just by these strange emotions.

When his mission had finally ended, he couldn’t help but notice his feet felt heavier than usual as he made his way back up to his apartment; back to kyoto. Before he could even get his keys out, he heard the door to his home creak open.

     His body seemed to move on it’s own even before he registered who it was. It was evidence enough as to their identity to even be at his living quarters. He couldn’t stop himself from dropping his bags and bringing Snow into a warm embrace, burying his face into their shoulder before heaving out a heavy sigh.

     Why must his muscles relax just by their presence? Why does he suddenly feel at ease? More than anything, more than he could comprehend- When was it that Snow made this man feel human?

He could hear a tone of confusion, but he was far too relieved to even catch what the snowball was saying. Despite how odd it was, and despite how questions kept piling up in his head, he chose to silence them all. He chose to look the other in the eyes before pressing their lips together.

                            Really..why did he feel no longer empty?

                              It was strange..it was frightening.

  — In terms of entering bars, Akihisa had no problem getting in. A fake ID and a reputation for hanging around bars in the area was enough for him to get in. Not only was he good at acting, others would warn him of patrolling adults or teachers prowling about.

" I guess... I just started wondering about it after heaing a conversation today during work... " A sigh from Snow. " You barely ever tell me anything... Communication is very important in a relationship! Not just about feelings, also discussing our sexlife is important. "

A sharp inhale is drawn, cheeks darkening in colour. What in the world was he saying? He didn’t need to know- What went on in his head.. Or what had happened to him before.. So.. He had no reason to want to talk about it.. As long as Snow was alright and happy.. Then he could burn down the past and not worry about it..

“I-I thought you.. Liked it.. I-If you do not wish to do such things with me then.. I-I will not..”

Seeing Snow so happy- And knowing something he did was the reason behind his happiness- It felt like a beautiful rose had bloomed inside of his chest and spread warmth throughout his body. He’d done something that brought happiness to Snow’s face.. He’d done something good.. Him.

“I-I found magic fabric- I-I figured it would help during the summer--”

When Snow jumped on him though? He squeaked in surprise, arms quickly wrapping around him and holding him close. He was happy.. Snow was happy.. That made Lazarus.. Happy.. So happy that he nudged Snow’s head from his neck and began placing kiss after kiss to his cool lips. He’s never felt so happy..

“Snow.. I love you..”

Those kisses of his.. Gods they were intoxicating.. He wanted more of them- More of him.. Having Snow so close to him, in his lap.. His want, his need, bubbled to the surface and the vampir grabbed his rump. Snow smelt so damn good today.. More so than usual..