#yuritetsu

Imagine how nice the world could be if ppl spoke in Kaomoji GKAKVKA

Sources; Ensemble Stars (TW ver), Yuritetsu, Sore ga Seiyuu

yes I’m also thinking of Tennoji Rina

I promised you beautiful stick figures. Instead you get bad fanfiction.

Totally legit. 

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It was the slow and deliberate way he was walking towards him that caught his attention.

Kotetsu was normally slow, sometimes painfully so, but deliberate was not his thing. Yuri was not even sure the man had the word in his vocabulary.

But here he was, his eyes watching him like a hawk with his prey, taking each step as if he was managing each muscle, controlling each breath so that he looked intimidating, inviting, and beautiful all in one. Yuri was not sure how to react.

“Are you ready?”

“For what, may I ask?”

“I told you last night. Don’t you remember anything, Yuri?”

He doesn’t blush, he’s too dignified for that, but the electricity that runs through his body at the darker man just saying his name is…it’s annoying to say the least.

“Refresh my memory.”

Kotetsu chuckles, looking down for a moment before back up at Yuri, still with ever-so-watchful eyes. “Of last night? You mean you clenching around me, begging for more? Begging me to fuck you like the slut you are? It was exhilarating, to say the least.”

Yuri glares, refusing to focus on the heat he could feel traveling lower. He was not going to be affected by his words. Kotetsu takes another step forward, a cheshire cat grin playing on his face. “No response to that? How odd. A man as articulate as you always has something to say.”

Another glare.

“Well then, no matter. I’ll be sure to reeducate you on manners,” another step and Yuri’s backed against the wall. When the hell had that happened?

“Tell me now” Yuri manages to get out, the words not nearly as threatening as he wanted. They sounded instead like a plea. As much as he wished the other man wouldn’t, he caught it. A bigger grin.

“Don’t be scared, little lamb. All I need for you to do is be a good boy,” He brings his lips to Yuri’s ear, kissing from his jaw to the corner of his lips, grabbing Yuri’s hands, placing them so they’re holding Kotetsu’s hips. He lets his own hand trail down the side of Yuri’s head to his neck, rubbing his thumb over a poorly concealed hickey. “And make those fines go away.”

Yuri snaps out of his daze quickly. “Excuse me?”

Kotetsu loses his cool demeanor, Yuri doubting it ever even existed, and gets a goofy grin. “It’s almost Christmas. Can’t you find it in your heart to make your boyfriend’s fines disappear, at least until the holidays are over?”

One look in Yuri’s eyes, alit with flames, told Kotetsu that he had better start running.