Uke Karma One Shots

Jealous!Asano x Karma

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▶▶Asano gets jealous and all he has to do is to let everyone see (or rather hear) to whom the red-head belongs to. ◀◀

◼◻◻Gakushuu Asano x Uke!Karma Akabane◻◻◼

▪▫▫Contains: A very jealous and possessive Asano, a submissive Karma and shameless smut!!▫▫▪

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Asano cursed through gritted teeth as he clenched his fists tightly, making it all white as veins popped up. Why is the all great Gakushuu Asano acting this way?

Well, if you must know, he and his red-head lover was supposed to have a nice, romantic dinner when a bastard of a waiter came and asked for their order.

Asano was beyond annoyed when the waiter completely ignored him and only payed attention on Karma. He could see it. The way how the asshole would look at his Karma up and down, obviously eye-raping him while casually licking his lips.

It pissed the young Asano to no end! And why the fuck does Karma seem so oblivious?!

"Nee, Shuu-chan!" Karma waved his hand in front of Asano who seemed to be in deep thoughts as he glared at the waiter. "Shuu-chan!"

"Yeah, what is it Karma?" The strawberry-head asked, mentally shaking his head. At the corner of his eye, he could see the waiter glaring back at him.

"What do you want?" The red-head asked with a tilted head, showing him the menu.

Heh. Is that even a question? You already know what I want and crave for, Karma-chan.

Then a smirk spread across Asano's lips when an idea crossed his brillant mind. He glanced at the waiter who was pissed, and that made him chuckle darkly. He'll show that fucktard what he could never have from Karma.

"I'll show you what I want, Karma." Asano stood up and grabbed Karma's hand and dragged him away from their table.

"Eh? Where are we going, Shuu-chan?" The red-head asked, but still letting his lover drag him nonetheless. Asano just ignore him and leaded him to the empty restroom.

"I don't understand, Shuu-chan? What is it you want?" Karma asked, completely confused.

Without seeing it coming, Karma suddenly gasped in surprise when Asano instantly locked the door and pinned him to the door, his hands above his head in one swift movement.

"S-Shuu!"

"You know exactly what I want, Karma-chan. And only you could give it to me." Asano gently grabbed Karma's chin with one hand while the other was still pinning his hands above his head. "And also, I want to let everyone know, or rather, hear that you belong to me."

Before Karma could even protest, warm and very soft lips then made their way to Karma's delectable ones as teeth nibbled his lower lip, asking for entrance. A knee made it's way between his legs and parted them.

Yes, Karma knew and he is indeed very much aware that it is inappropriate to do 'this' stuff in a public place such as the cafe's restroom; like where they are now. But his body and mind was already betraying him, and Karma soon found himself reciprocating the kiss eagerly. His eyes fluttering close as he slightly parted his mouth, and Asano's skilled muscle slid in his mouth.

Their tongues began clashing for dominance. Despite being known as a sadist, little did people knew that Karma is actually the young Asano's cute, little uke, and no matter how hard he tries, he just couldn't win the dominance. He didn't want to admit it, but he actually didn't mind being the uke and being dominated by Asano. There has always been a masochistic side of him that only his strawberry-blond lover knows.