A/N: Because there is never enough Ratatosk/Emil stuff.

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Red eyes met green, and a predatory smirk crossed his face as he stared down at is prey. Really, it was too easy to take advantage of him. Besides, there was no way he could escape, they were stuck together forever—so he thought, why not make the most of it? It was certainly better than listening to the other whining or being unhappy. He can't complain if he's too busy moaning, after all. The other's squirming stopped as their lips met, his hands trailed over the green eyed blond's body.

Ratatosk always got his way when Emil was involved.