Karmagisa stuff

Awkwardly posts

⚠️Hotness warning???⚠️

Ok so this started (as you can probably tell) from the little scene last chapter. I took it a little further than I liked, but, since I hate deleting my work, I just copied out that bit but then I accidentally actually put time into it??? Like I just wanted to attempt writing some kissing or grinding or something then what do I know oops it has plot??

There's an orange haired boy, must be Asano, pinned to the wall by a redhead. He moves down Asano's neck, probably kissing him. That couldn't be Karma, right?

"Stop it. I know you're messing with me." Asano whimpering is a sound I never wanted to hear.

"Shut up. You don't want Ren hearing us, now would you?" ...That was Karma's voice. Ren is that poem guy that's always clinging to Asano, isn't it? Karma must not like him.

"Karma!" A sharp breath followed by a small squeak is enough evidence. "I told you not to bite." He pouts, struggling a little.

"Stop moving. I thought you told me to do whatever I want." Karma stops leaning into Asano's neck, standing to his full height, pushing his body flush against the other boy.

"I just don't want you to hurt me." Oh my gosh is he crying? Karma growls.

"What if I want to hurt you?" Karma grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head.

"Then shut me up first." So now he's flirting.

"That's what I thought." Karma shoves his tongue down Asano's throat, grinding their hips together.

"Karma?" I shouldn't have said anything. I should have left. Damnit, now he's coming over here. I could've just run.

"Nagisa? How long were you planning on watching?" Karma throws open the door, pulling me in before locking it. He turns on the lights. I have to take a second to look at the scene before me. Karma looks mildly pissed, tousled hair and shirtless. Asano is hiding his face in his hands, simultaneously trying to cover his bare chest. I should have let them be. Why did I interrupt them. I'm totally going to die. "I asked you a question!" He grabs my wrist, pulling me towards the bed.

"I wasn't watching!" I didn't want to watch. I didn't mean to watch. I'm sorry. I know I should have left you to do whatever.

"If you lie, I punish you." He pulls my hands up, lifting me off the ground and flopping me onto the bed. He doesn't even sound angry. He's just bored or something. He moves my whole body onto the bed and under him.

"I just didn't want people doing it in your room." Look at me, telling the truth for once.

"Aw you just wanted to protect my room? Why? You wanted to be in here with me?" He holds both wrists in one hand, tracing my side under my shirt with the other. He smirks as my eyes widen. He isn't actually sober right now, right? Maybe he's just messing with me. It's a prank.

"No- no..." Any other day this would be my dream, but, right now... I just watched him suck face with one of his sworn enemies and I'm a little shaken because of it.

"You don't sound so sure, Na-gi-chan." He sits on my hips, leaning in for my shoulder. BZZT BZZT BZZT! What in the ever-loving fuck is that? Karma sits up and turns to glare at Asano, who, apparently, found his shirt.

"I-I'm sorry! Ren is calling..." He stares at his phone with guilt.

"Well answer it! Put him on speaker. I want to hear this shitstorm." Karma lets go of me, returning to his other prey. He places a hand on the wall above Asano. I sit up to watch.

"Hey... babe." He leans into his phone as if he might cry if he has to speak too loudly.

"Are you alright?! Where are you? I'm coming to get you." The voice on the other end rustles.