Under My Control {Karma x Asano}

4

And so...

In the end, Asano couldn't escape from the clever Karma's grasp.

His hand still felt warm from the unexpected peck. So why was his face red, too?

"Look, Asano-kun." Karma crouched down and pointed at a single red rose among a bundle of white roses. Asano crouched down next to him, for fear that his wrist would snap at the awkward angle. "It's a rose."

"I can see that."

"I hate roses."

Slightly surprised at the sudden change in tone, Asano turned his head to look at Karma, and what he saw made him slightly avert his gaze.

Karma's entire face was twisted to an expression of pure hate: his nose scrunched up, his lips bent down, and his fiery eyes glinting with what seemed to be bloodlust.

"They're disgusting flowers...They're beautiful and gentle at a glance, but once you reach out and pick one, you realize just how harmful they really are."

Roses have thorns, Asano realized.

"They're just like people. Disgusting." Karma stood straight up again. "Well, except you Asano-kun. You show your thorns, instead of hiding them in fake beauty."

Asano scoffed. "I didn't realize just how poetic you can be."

He shrugged, smiling, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Yep, I'm quite the poet, hm?"

They continued on, Asano no longer walking behind him, but instead beside him. He looked around, aimlessly looking at the passing flowers. His hands were starting to turn clammy, but he didn't want to grant the 3-E student the pleasure of winning once again.

"Asano-kun."

"What?"

"Are you enjoying yourself right now?"

"No."

"Haha, so straightforward." Karma stopped in front of Asano, their bodies not too far from each other. He brushed his hand against the other's cheek, his eyes half-lidded. "I'm having so much fun, though..."

"Didn't I tell you not to touch me?" Asano asked, flinching away from his touch. "Of course you're enjoying yourself, you're doing whatever you want."

"Uh huh.." Karma leaned in. "Asano-kun."

"You're too close."

"Can I kiss you?"

"What? No—Mm."

Karma closed his eyes as the duo shared a kiss. Asano stared at Karma's closed eyes, wondering to himself whether he should pull away or not. But then he wondered why he was even hesitating, but by then it was too late.

Karma pulled away, allowing them to breathe. Be leaned his forehead against Asano's as he panted softly.

"...I said no."

"But you didn't pull away." Karma said. "You taste even better today, by the way."

"You sound perverted." Asano pushed the boy away, but refused to let go of his hand. Karma smiled slyly.

"You're not letting my hand go!"

"That's because I refuse to let you win! And I clearly told you to NOT. TOUCH. ME."

"But you seemed to like it."

"I didn't. I absolutely didn't."

"Mhm."

"Are we done? Or are you going to drag me somewhere else?"

"No. That's it today. I'm tired." Karma said, sighing. "But...we still have this bet going on."