You are being backed up on a wall, rather fast and hard as your back came in contact with the wood. You were pinned with a loud thud, and your hands instead of stopping him, pushing him away instinctively snaked to his nape, raked his red messy hair. As always you let him take the lead, lips continuously moving in sync with his. Am I supposed to end up this way?, his tongue dancing along with yours, explored every corner. I should've known. Ayato held you close, hand secure on your waist as his other free hand fumble for the knob. Damn, the red haired cursed, too taken away. I can't find it. It's then when you realized you had hit a door-- Ayato's bedroom door, and based on your heated state you're most likely to do it. Soon the doorknob clicks to an open, and pushing the both of you in he keeps your passionate kiss going. He walks you over, lying you in his bed with a bounce. He pulls away, a string of saliva connecting both your lips. "Brace yourself."
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