Liar (SaruMi)

Fourteen

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The moment the gap had closed between the two of them, Yata's mind had gone completely blank. His arms slowly moved to where they were locked around the raven's neck as he returned the gentle kiss that had been placed on him. Fushimi's arms had made their way around the omega's slender waist once again, pulling him closer, if that were even possible. This kiss had been different from the one they shared three months ago. The one from back then had felt like it was more of a tease than anything else, but this one...Yata could feel the gentle passion behind it. It was enough to cause him to melt against the raven.

Slowly, one of Fushimi's hands made its way down to Yata's exposed upper thigh. He squeezed it gently, earning a soft groan from the other. He knew damn well that Yata was inexperienced in anything involving intimacy, which made this experience even better for Fushimi. It would give him the opportunity to discover all of the omega's sweet spots, spots that would render him helpless. Such a thought sent heat rushing to the raven's lower regions. The very thought of the omega squirming under him with a flustered face was enough to arouse him. He also knew tonight would be the only time he would ever get to see Yata in such a weakened state, face flustered, completely at his mercy.

Soon Fushimi broke away from the kiss, only to place his lips on Yata's jawline, He started to leave a soft trail of kisses along the other's jaw, slowly making his way down to the more sensitive area on the omega's neck. Soft whimpers escaped from the omega's throat, his arms tightening around Fushimi's neck as he tilted his head to the side to give the other more room. While his lips continued to work on Yata's neck, the hand that had been placed on his thigh slowly slid upward, making its way toward the omega's backside. He squeezed the other gently, earning another adorable sound. Such sounds were like music to his ears, though he knew Yata was still trying like hell to hold them down. Fushimi knew it wasn't going to be easy to get Yata to fully let himself go, but the raven did enjoy a challenge.

"Come on, Misaki~ Don't hold that pretty voice down..." Fushimi mumbled against the other's neck. He then parted his lips, lightly biting into the omega's shoulder. The sudden bite got a surprised gasp to escape from the back of Yata's throat, leaving him with his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"S-shut up..." Yata muttered quietly. The tone of his voice made it perfectly clear that Fushimi was indeed getting to the other. Through the fabric of the robes they were wearing, he could feel a certain bulge rubbing against his own covered crotch. He hadn't even noticed that Yata was getting so worked up just from the kissing and small squeezes alone.

"Oh? And what's happening down here~" Fushimi hummed playfully before he slid Yata back slightly, just enough to where he could untie the robe in one swift movement. As soon as the robe fell open, Fushimi took in a sharp breath. Sure he had undressed the chestnut haired male earlier to get him into this robe, but his eyes hadn't lingered on Yata's body then. Now he was able to fully take in the sight of the other's form. He could see a decent amount of scarring from where Yata had crashed his skateboard in the past, along with some marks from when he had been attacked by the Pink Clan. His form still looked slightly underweight, but it was nothing serious. On the left side of his collarbone was a familiar insignia, one he had in the exact same place. The only difference was the fact that Yata's was still in perfect condition while his own was scarred over from when he burnt it. Sighing to himself, Fushimi leaned in and started pressing small kisses to Yata's exposed chest. The omega truly was beautiful, and was his. Growling possessively, the raven moved his lips to one of the pink buds on Yata's chest. He wrapped his mouth around it instantly, causing Yata to let out a much louder sound than before. Perfect.