LeoPika short stories and one shots!

Lips

{College au. I'm a simple creature.}

Kurapika picked at his lip again, peeling off the skin and flicking it away. It began to bleed, so he traced his tongue over it, wiping away the red.

Leorio watched in horror. "Kurapika, what the hell are you doing?"

Kurapika looked over from his homework. "Why the hell are you watching?"

"Your lips, dude. Look how chapped they are!"

"It's not like I'm going to be kissing anyone anytime soon." Kurapika rolled his eyes. "Why do you care?"

"It's bad hygiene." Leorio insisted. "Come here, I'll take care of it."

He reached out for Kurapika's face, but the blond swatted him away. "No, I'm fine."

"Please, Kurapika I'm begging you, let me do this. If not for you, then for my own conscience." Leorio pleaded.

Kurapika huffed his resignation. "Fine. You have ten minutes."

He pulled Kurapika up by the hand and led him to the bathroom. He sat on the countertop while Leorio dug around in the drawers.

"We're going to do an exfoliating scrub, a wash, then a moisturizer. Then you have to promise me you'll use chapstick and stay hydrated."

"You can't just tack that on the end and get away with it." Kurapika joked, alluding to his bad habits.

"I mean it. It'll help your skin too."

"Lips are skin."

"Well yeah, but I meant your face skin."

"Lips are face-"

"That's enough." Leorio bonked him on the head for talking back. "Hold this."

He handed Kurapika a small container, but didn't explain further. Leorio took a headband and used it to move Kurapika's hair up and out of his face. It was so fast, the blond hair was out of sight before he could blink.

Kurapika whipped around to look at himself in the mirror. "Are these cat ears?"

"They were on sale, shut up." Leorio put a pair on himself. "Does this make you feel better?"

"No. I don't want to wear cat ears." Kurapika stated.

"It's all I have. Now hold still, and go like this." Leorio showed him how to position his mouth so he could rub the exfoliator on his lips.

"It stings." Kurapika pulled away. "Why is it hot?"

"It's part of the spa treatment. Now hold still." Leorio waved it off, then got back to work firmly scrubbing Kurapika's lips.

Kurapika was none too pleased about it. He kept squirming and complaining, making Leorio stop every couple of seconds.

Finally, Leorio demonstrated how to wipe it off, then how to wash his lips in the sink. After that, Leorio gently patted Kurapika's skin dry. All of the dead and chapped skin was gone, and the flesh underneath was rubbed raw. At least it wasn't bleeding anymore.

Leorio dipped his finger into a small container of Carmax, and gently spread it over Kurapika's lips. They were soft now, much more supple and relaxed since he wasn't complaining. Leorio ran his finger over those lips again, almost like he was trying to memorize how they felt.

Kurapika opened his mouth, taking him by surprise. "Are you done yet?"

"Yeah. Sorry. I got distracted." Leorio hurriedly closed the chapstick and stowed all his things back in the drawer.

"Distracted by my lips?"

"Oh, shut up."

"Thank you." Kurapika's voice was low and gentle.

"Yeah. Just... remember what I said about staying hydrated."

Kurapika pressed his lips together. "Are yours always this soft?"

Leorio's ears turned red. "Well, I mean... yes. I stay hydrated and I wear chapstick, and I have a face care routine."

Kurapika snickered inwardly. Teasing him was so much fun. "Well... since you've spent all this time touching my lips, I think it's only fair if I get to feel yours."

Leorio's entire face went red. It was comical. "Uh... I didn't think you wanted to."

"Come here." Kurapika beckoned him to stand closer, between his legs at the countertop.

Leorio did as he was told. He tried not to do anything embarrassing while he waited (breathlessly) for Kurapika to make the first move.

Kurapika lifted his hand and gently touched Leorio's lips. He already knew what they felt like, he just wanted to see his roommate suffer under the pressure.

Leorio was suffering. You could see it in his eyes; he wanted more. He wanted to do something brave, but he didn't want to be rejected.

So Kurapika nudged him. "Kiss me."

Leorio slowly leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Kurapika's forehead. He immediately turned and started to leave, but Kurapika stopped him with a hand on his wrist.

"Kiss. Me."

So he did. It was gentle, but not as cautious as before. Their lips, both pillowy soft and slippery with gloss, slid together and pulled apart. Over and over, they kissed and kissed in the bathroom.

Sucking, biting, teasing. It was bliss. Tongue. Lips. Teeth. They were overwhelmed by passion because it felt right. It was so so good.

Eventually they needed to breathe, beyond the small gasps. Leorio rested his forehead against Kurapika's.

"You wanna continue this?"

"Please." Kurapika replied.

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