#sso.drabble

Impatient. His lips betrayed an intense desire as they reached out for the gentle touch of yours.

"Kiss me."

Instead of responding to this request, you pulled back slightly. You created a distance, a deliberate pause. You needed to hear those three crucial words. Your heart needed him to chase away your doubts.

"Tell me you love me."

A mischievous smile played on his lips. A smile that hinted at the forthcoming response. A smile that prolonged your agony. His eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam as he allowed himself a caress. His thumb brushing against your lips, he gazed at you.

"Do you want me to tell you how much I love you? How your mere sight fills me with joy? How much I cherish your greeting in the morning and bless your caresses at night?"

His hand slid to rest around your neck.

"Oh, sweetheart, if that's what you want, I can promise you my love as many times as it satisfies you," He offered. He brushed his lips against yours, demanding with a whisper, "But in return, I need you to kiss me. Kiss me, Y/N. Again and again. Kiss me until our souls become one."

- geto, nanami (jjk) ; madara (nt) ; wakasa (tr) ; corazon, mihawk (op) ; takasugi (gt)

Rude and cold. That's how his classmates would describe him. Mocking when he felt like it. Playful when he had the energy. That's how he was with everyone.

But now, he was in trouble. Since your arrival into the classroom, since your eyes had met, he couldn't find anything. He couldn't think anymore. No more comments. He found everything. He had lost all objectivity. He had only tender words that would ruin his reputation.

He was in trouble. He was in love. And it was your fault.

- tsukishima, atsumu, terushima (hq) ; aomine (knb) ; rindou, chifuyu (tr)

You were already in bed when he came back. He slipped his arm around your waist to pull you against him. The night was calm, a relief after the sprint that had been the day. He breathed deeply before placing his lips against the back of your neck.

"Are you sleeping?"

No response.

"You make me feel at ease."

A smile from you. An even bigger from him.

"I like being with you."

- zoro (op) ; mikey (tr) ; suna (hq) ; kamui (gt) ; neji, shikamaru (nt)

"He may seems a little grumpy and cold, but he is actually very kind. You’ll get to know him."

That's false. He's cold with everyone because he doesn't like anyone. You're the exception. The only one. The world could be burning, as long as you're fine, he wouldn't care. So, your little speech is false. There's nothing much to learn about. Except one. One thing that all must know. All must remember. You belong to him.

- levi (aot) ; madara (nt) ; toji (jjk) ; sakusa (hq) ; taiju (tr)

He has no explanation. His behavior. His feelings. He doesn't explain them. He doesn't seek to explain them. But there are times when people ask him. Why? Why does he love you so much? What have you done to capture his heart? In those moments, he pauses, he smiles. He smiles because he's thinking of you. A smile, a cascade of emotion. A smile desperately in love. A smile that doesn't have the answer either.

"She hasn't done anything. Yet she has done everything. I don’t know. It’s a hard question... I just know she's a piece of love itself. She's my love."

- suna, osamu, akaashi (hq) ; draken, mitsuya (tr) ; itachi, kakashi (nt) ; marco (op)

You averted your gaze as he undressed. You could only steal glances at his silhouette. You heard his clothes hit the floor. You squeezed your eyes shut. He chuckled.

He lay on top of you. His eyes fixed on your face as his hand explored your body. Aimlessly. Simply savoring the quivering excitement of your skin. He planted a kiss on your belly. He descended. He waited for your first orgasm before ascending.

"Come on, love, open those little eyes for me."

Trembling in his embrace. He studied your face. Pleasure contorted, emphasizing your features. Your murmurs fed his ego. He craved more. Much more.

"Look at me. Look at how good I make you feel."

- toji, nanami (jjk) ; shanks, roger, denjiro (op) ; wakasa (tr) ; shikamaru (nt) ; stein (sl)

A bouquet of flowers in hand. It didn't suit him. Too romantic for hands so dull. And yet, here he was, in front of your door, a bouquet of flowers in hand. He couldn't find anything better. He couldn't find better advice than that old magazine's. Flowers to apologize. He tightly held the bouquet. His face burning, he repeated the line from that movie. The magazine had mentioned that movie. The magazine had mentioned a lot of things. A lot of advice. He had noted them all down. To become the perfect boyfriend. He already was. He didn't know. But you did. You knew he was your ideal boyfriend.

- megumi (jjk) ; sasuke, neji, tobirama (nt) ; law, smoker (op) ; baji, kazutora (tr)

A kiss at the corner of your lips. It's his way of being modest. In public, in front of others, so as not to embarrass you. A gentle caress at the corner of your lips. A demonstration of modesty. Yet, a shiver of intimacy goes through you every time. You know what this physical restraint means. That a kiss on your cheek is not enough, that what he truly desires are your lips. But he can't. Not now. Not in front of all those eyes. So, he tries to get as close as possible. Like a promise of an intimate future.

- itachi, neji (nt) ; choso (jjk) ; nicholas (ggt) ; mihawk (op)