Just the Two of Us (Karma x Nagisa)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Terror. Pure terror struck Nagisa as he stared into the deep, purple eyes.

Asano smiled sweetly. "Surprised?"

Nagisa was beyond surprised. Horribly surprised. His instincts screamed at him to run, to hide, just go some place far, far away where there was no such thing as this person before him.

He wanted to hit him, screech for help, anything. Where was Karma? But Nagisa couldn't answer Asano's tone with a remark of his own, something Karma could do in a snap.

Asano laughed. He finally had the blunette, he could do anything to him. Was it too easy? No, he had been trying for months now, to be the top of his peers, including that red headed know-it-all.

As for Nagisa's fighting, Asano did some karate too. He could deflect any move Nagisa would make, since he was also at the top of his class there. He smiled once again.

"...why?" Nagisa finally rasped out, his eyes round and glossy, still side-effects from the sleeping gas.

"I can't have him beat me, Nagisa-kun. Everything he has, I need to have it as well." Nagisa closed his eyes slowly, pondering as to why this sad excuse for a human being was in front of him. That's right, Asano only saw it as a game. A game of beating his ultimate enemy, Karma Akabane.

"I guess it's time for you to take this..."

Nagisa snapped his head to Asano, to only be forced to swallow more drugs. His eyes widened. "What...?"

Asano smirked. "Don't worry, you'll realize in a few."

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Karma rampaged around his house, furious that he still had no clue where his mate was. "God dammit!" He gritted out for the 10 time, smashing another innocent plate. How did this happen, so fast?

He almost didn't want to know, his only chance leading to his own teacher. He didn't want to go to Koro-sensei, or Karasuma, but if it was to get Nagisa back, he would risk anything.

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He felt it.

That burning desire.

His eyes widened.

Once again, he was under an aphrodisiac.

How Asano had these, he had no idea.

He didn't want to know.

He couldn't show Asano his state though. He repressed his panting, turning away from the curious Asano who had been sitting in the same chair for the past hour. His rolled over on the bed, squeezing his legs together to ease some of the pain.

It wasn't enough.

He wanted, no, needed Karma right now. He needed him to fulfill his pain, to take it away and leave only pleasure. To bring him to heaven and back again.

Thankfully, he heard Asano sigh. "Hmmm, I'll give you another one." Nagisa snapped to him in shock. Another aphrodisiac? Was it even possible to take more of those? If he couldn't even handle one, what was he going to do with two?

He kept his mouth shut, because he knew if he spoke, Asano would quickly figure out what's wrong. The orange haired boy left the room, making Nagisa gasp. He rubbed his sensitive spot to ease some of the pain, moaning and sticking some fingers in his mouth to suck on.

He could imagine Karma sticking his shaft into his entrance, rolling his hips to comply. He panted, the medicine taking its worst effect. Soon enough, he wouldn't just think of Karma. No, he'd think of anyone, anyone that could release his pleasure. And the closest was Asano.

He heard footsteps in the hall, slowly retracting his curious hand to his side and wiping the spit off of his fingers, closing his mouth and checking his head for sweat.

He lied down again, pretending he had only just been staring at a wall.

The door creaked open, signifying that satan had come back. He felt a hand wrap around his mouth, shoving another aphrodisiac through his lips. Nagisa didn't want to swallow it, but Asano had not removed his hand until he felt the blunette swallow. Satisfied, Asano sat down again, only to stare more intently at the blunette. If one wasn't uncomfortable, you could imagine what two felt like. Nagisa could feel the groan in the back of his throat. His body was on fire, his legs were squished together, his breathing delayed.

But, as if god heard Nagisa's prayers, Asano left. He heard the door close, to only peek from his position. In a snap, he was panting, moaning and groaning in sexual frustration. He rubbed desperately against the cover sheets of the bed, easing the pain a bit. He thought of Karma stroking him, that stupid smirk on his godly face. He could almost hear the dirty talk coming out of his mouth, tempting him and making him swoon and wet all over again. Those mercury orbs, amused and dominant, ultimately enjoying the situation he and his prey were in. His perfectly sculpted chest, barely glistening with a small layer of thin sweat, heat radiating off of him like he was the sun. His legs, placed right in between Nagisa's sensitive spot to tease, adding and subtracting pressure to make each reaction sweet. The red rose hair, somewhat messy from all the tugging and pulling and massaging. Those pearly white teeth, almost fangs, that were once on the small boy's neck.

Karma. Karma in general.

Although Nagisa knew this a while ago, he was deeply in love with his boyfriend.

What was he doing right now? Was he searching? Maybe throwing a tantrum? Or asking Koro-sensei for help?

He trusted him to find the blunette. But would he get here on time?

Before he was raped by no one other than that asshole Asano?

He would wait. No matter what.

He would never have sex with anyone other than Karma.

Even in a predicament like this.