Desire

Part 16 - limousine

**NOTE** This chapter DOES contain smut

WC: 2270

Summary: You and Tamaki talk about your feelings and then he finger-fucks you in the back of a limo.

Includes: angst/smut/quirkplay

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A literal and figurative dance around Tamaki. But at least Kirishima knows he's playing a game. Nejire clearly does not; her hands roaming too far, body much too close to Tamaki's to be platonic. Your eyes are locked with Tamaki's even as you dance with Kirishima, the gentle sounds of the strings, guiding your footwork and providing an elegant backdrop to your pettiness.

You know it was wrong to kiss Kirishima. It was also not really your fault. Which is beside the point. It just got on your nerves to see Nejire touch Tamaki like that and to see him not put a stop to it. It almost felt like he was inviting her and that pissed you off. It wasn't your fault that Kirishima took your annoyance into his own hands.

And now you're dancing with other people when you'd really rather be dancing with each other. He's a much more talented dancer than you, to your chagrin and you mostly allow Kirishima to show you what to do as you waltz around, only stepping on his feet three times.

"Don't let him see you mad". Kirishima's voice brings you back. Your eyes attach to his.

"I'm not mad", you seethe. Kirishima laughs.

"Exactly. If you want him to be jealous you have to show him you don't care what he does". Kirishima twirls you around. You grab onto him a little harder once it's over, not wanting to be surprised again.

"Why are you doing this"? Your body moves closer to his.

"I told you. These parties are dull. You're a new character". He spins you again and you gasp.

"Glad I'm entertaining enough for you", you say, sarcasm oozing from your voice when you're once again face to face.

"More than enough", he states, dipping you as the song comes to an end. Your hand clutches the fabric of his suit, trying not to feel afraid as he holds you.

When the song is over you walk off the dance floor, trying to spot Tamaki. But he's not around. Suddenly you panic. How could you be so stupid? Trying to ruin something new because of jealousy when Tamaki already told you you had nothing to worry about? The word 'self-sabotage' comes to mind.

"Kirishima", you grab his arm as he walks next to you. "Did you see Tamaki"? You're breathless.

"No, sorry". He looks at you worriedly.

"We went too far. It's too mean", you say to him, eyes still darting around frantically. He doesn't respond.

When you spot Nejire you practically jump her.
"Where'd Tamaki go"? You can't even stop the anger that infuses your words.

"I think he went outside"? She eyes you carefully as if she wants to ask a follow up question but refrains. You mumble a thanks and then speed walk out of the building. Well, try to. On your way out a blond guy with a black lightning bolt dyed into hair stops you to say that;

"You and Kirishima make a great couple".

You scoff, shaking your head and starting to correct him only to see that he's already walking away.

"Tamaki"? You question the ether when you've finally made it outside. The cool air on your skin makes you realize how suffocating it truly was in that room. You round the corner of the building, thankful you exited through the back door. The last thing you need right now is a camera shoved in your face.