"Tonight, you will be mind, Tsuzuki...," Muraki purred in his ear.
Tsuzuki looked panicked and tried to get away, but he was pinned by Muraki against the wall. He shut his eyes to block out the image of Muraki in front of him when he felt cold air surround his upper body. He opened his eyes and looked down to see his tuxedo shirt missing.
He watched Muraki come even closer to him...
One of the boatstaff came forward. "Pardon me, Sir. If you want to do that, please take it elsewhere. Preferably your own room; this is a public area. The other guests are not fond of watching others get ravished."
"Yes, of course," Muraki said politely to the staff member. "Forgive my bad manners. Come Tsuzuki; we'll finish this in my suite."
"B-b-but... where's Hisoka?," Tsuzuki stutted out.
"No need to worry about your dear parter getting involved. I believe he's with a certain young lady. Tsubaki, if I remember correctly."
Tsuzuki turned chibi-inu and mumbled to himself, "Of all the times for Hisoka to turn into a normal hormonal 16 year old..."