Assassination Classroom [ Karma X Nagisa ]

Karma X Nagisa

Dust continued to float around the dimly lit classroom, the sound of footsteps could be heard and then the sound of the sliding door closing shut. The lock clicking in place, with just one set of footsteps, Nagisa could tell it was a student and he knew for sure once the doors had opened. His heart beat fast and loud to his own ears.

The seat that had been in front of him was pushed away and he was faced with a red-eyed smiling student. "Karma-kun..." A smirk was seen and Nagisa could only guess at what that could mean. Of all the possibilities he had in his head, one was coming at the forefront and to be honest, he didn't like where his mind was going.

"You really came, Nagisa-kun. Looks like you do think that this plan could work." He said with that tale-tell mischievous smile on his lips. Nagisa gulped, "Yeah. I do. So let's just get on with it." Nagisa stood from the table he had been sitting on and faced Karma, though taller than he was he could at least look at him directly in the eyes even with their height difference. He wanted to show that he truly was determined to make this work.

"Glad you thought so, Nagisa-kun. We always were on the same page with these things." He licked his lips, stepping closer to Nagisa as he trapped the smaller boy with his frame, giving Nagisa no choice but to sit down on the table again rattling some of the books that were left inside the small drawer below it.

Shuffling clothes were heard as Nagisa tried to keep his eyes from breaking eye contact. But it was hard not to. With that intense gaze and undeniable want he felt like he'd die of suffocation if he didn't look away. But, he kept firm and even though he felt himself tremble, he didn't look away. Even when he felt Karma's slender and roughened hands slip through his vest and under his shirt he didn't look away. Even when he saw the smirk on Karma's lips become even more wicked, he didn't look away.

A sharp tug at his nipple caused him to gasp and momentarily close his eyes though, a foreign feeling especially since it came so unexpected.

"Though I do like how those brilliant blue gems hone on mine I'd really rather see a scarlet red rouge on you." He said, his eyes turning into slits, "For the plan to work, I need to get you excited and hard for me after all. How else are we going to mix in each others scents?" He said in his usual mischievous tone albeit a little lower this time.

With balled up fists, he clutched at Karma's shirt momentarily stopping the advance, "I-I don't think this is a good idea after all, Karma-kun."

Karma chuckled lowly, "Oh don't worry too much, Nagisa-kun. I've thought it through, and I'm sure that if we were to mix in our scents it would seem as if we were one and the same person. Then I could charge in with you behind me. Koro-sensei is sure to drop his guard! He wouldn't even be able to see it coming! He'd be more focused on me, eliminating your presence even more so and then you can go in for the kill." A sly smile graced his face and Nagisa couldn't help but admire it somewhat. "It's perfect."

Nagisa looked away, "I guess, in theory, it's right. Koro-sensei, wouldn't even think that there were two people facing him especially since your presence is so strong."

Karma's smile widened, "Exactly. Now then, shall we continue?" It wasn't really a question and Nagisa knew that the moment he felt Karma's lips on his neck, sucking at the patch of skin.

"B-but... Karma-kun, do we need to do it here...?" Nagisa protested weakly.

Karma looked at him with a stupefied expression that made Nagisa feel as if he was being stupid when he asked "Of course! Do you want your parents or my parents to hear us?" he said, flabbergasted. But Nagisa could tell the hint of fake shock in it.

"N-no... B-but what if... Our classmates... or even Koro-sensei... see?" Nagisa feebly protested once more, knowing it was a lost cause for sure, because everyone had gone home. No one stayed here after classes, especially without a target, there was no reason to stay any longer than necessary. Any free time is study time after all. If not for training to kill or killing, time was better spent studying.