LeoPika short stories and one shots!

How I Met Your Mother

{suggestive content at the beginning}

"Leorio, how do I look?" Kurapika presented his outfit. He was wearing off white jeans, a grey tank top, and a brown leather jacket. He was also wearing his mid calf dark shoes, and his hair was tied up.

"Nice Ymir cosplay." Leorio chuckled.

"I don't-" Kurapika looked at his outfit. "Goddammit."

"Just wear something you normally wear." Leorio insisted, smooching him on the forehead.

"But... will she like that?"

Leorio laughed. "She will like it if you present yourself as you are. You don't need to be anything else."

Kurapika sighed, and hugged the taller man. "Thank you, Leorio."

"Of course."

There was a moment of silence while the two men embraced. Then Kurapika spoke up.

"Do I really look like Ymir?"

Leorio smiled. "You look like Historia, if she dressed up as Ymir."

"I hate you so much." Kurapika pushed him away with a pout.

Leorio just laughed and leaned in for a kiss. Kurapika held up a hand and stuck his nose in the air.

"No kisses for you."

"Not ever?"

"Not ever." Kurapika confirmed. He left to their room and opened the wardrobe again.

Leorio followed him in and hugged him from behind. "Were you serious about the no more kisses thing? You know I was just joking around."

Kurapika smirked. He knew, and he had also been joking, but he liked when Leorio got clingy. So he simply kept sliding the hangers to the side, pseudo-searching for a new outfit.

"Kurapika~" Leorio whined. Then he kissed his ear, whispering with hot breath. "Come on, don't go silent on me."

Kurapika's heart thumped. He smiled. "Says the man that compared me to both partners in a lesbian couple."

"I'm sorry." He whispered seductively. He brought his hands to the younger man's shoulders and helped him slide the jacket off. "Will you forgive me?"

Kurapika liked the attention. "Can you make it up to me?"

The taller man kissed his neck, careful not to leave a mark. He began to undress the shorter man, making them both blush. He made sure to let his fingers graze Kurapika's skin as he pulled the tank top over his head. He hooked his thumbs on the waist band of his pants, then blazed a trail of kisses down the shorter man's back as his hands slid down to take off the white pants. Once his clothes were discarded, Kurapika turned and looked into his boyfriend's eyes.

"Do you forgive me now?" Leorio smirked.

"Come down here and find out." Kurapika tugged him by the tie, planting a kiss right on his lips.

"Oh, Kurapika." Leorio whispered between kisses. "You're so beautiful."

"Mm, is it because I'm naked?" Kurapika said seductively.

"Possibly." Leorio whispered, pushing Kurapika until his back was against the clothes in the closet. Blindly, Leorio reached up and grabbed a hanger. He pulled off the clothes there and began to wrap Kurapika.

The shorter man obeyed Leorio's every move, slipping his arms into the sleeves and putting his hands on Leorio's shoulders so the undergarments could be tied.