A/N: Note: Thought of this while listening to 30 Seconds to Mars' cover of Bad Romance by Lady gaga. hahahah. XD

Bad Romance

Bodies intertwined, lips locking, the other's leg around one's waist, the creaking of the bed, the mess all over the room, the scent of the other's skin and the sharing of warmth, these are acts that are supposed to be shared by lovers. People who loved each other. Deep thrusts one after the other, the moans, the grunts and the fast paced breaths before reaching the apotheosis of love making. Gentle touch, sweet caresses, hot kisses and playful tongues, flustered faces and sweat sluicing down to their collarbones, this was how sex should be. The bottom whimpers, as he feels all too well the act being pried open, pleasure and pain mix in his lower half.

Fingers scouring the vast expanse of the skin, desperately as if after any second now, this will all crumble into a dream. Embraces that felt like burns on the skin, igniting their bodies awaiting for the arson. Bones buried within the other, grinding against each other like two teenagers high of love and feeling it all for the first time in their lives. All was a mushy wet mess, the kisses, the sound of skin against skin, the leaking lock and key where lust boils hot, about to erupt and submerge everything in magma. The tunnel is slick and hot, a dam of love serum. Wanton eyes, erotic neck, this was seduction, legs around the waist tighten even more, preventing the other from withdrawing. He mumbles, moves against the bed sheets, making it wrinkle underneath his every touch. Scratches on the back, scratches below the left collarbone, bite marks to the shoulders and hickeys to the neck and to other embarrassing parts of the body constitute constellations, galaxies even. You're body is a wonderland, the other thinks as he penetrates again for another round.

Who would've thought Munakata Reishi and Mikoto Suoh would end up in such a mess? It all started with a couple of bottles of liquor and then raised to 8 and after the ninth, the blue king had lost it and ended up falling off his chair. Luckily for him at the last second, the Red King went to his rescue. It would be bad if the pretty head of the blue king would be bruised, it'll even be worse if he ends up with a concussion. Something must have happened that his nemesis drank himself senseless, the Red King thought. Reishi, never allows others to see his weakened state. Mikoto heard it was the blue's day off today, so that explains why he was wearing casual clothes. He thought that maybe Reishi just wanted to have fun, but then again it was partly the Red King's fault that Reishi got drunk. Taking advantage of the other's imbalanced state of emotions at the moment, he provoked him to a drinking game. The blue hesitated at first, but in the end gave in. And now, Suoh Mikoto was forced to bring the Blue King back to Homra. No one would suspect anything, Izumo left town with Anna and the others, well they weren't staying there in Izumo's bar so it was fine. Mikoto was alone. He took advantage of his solitude to accommodate his nemesis. He could've left him there at the bar, but he felt kinda guilty because it was partly his fault that Reishi passed out. And the thought of other men making passes at Reishi irritated him so he had no choice but to bring the latter with him. He could feel some of their looks behind his back. Even though Reishi's the blue king, there was no denying that he was pretty, and because of that, he'll be an easy target to the lust of other men and women.

He laid Reishi down on his bed, he decided that he would let the blue rest in his room and he'd just sleep on the sofa downstairs.

"Hey Munakata.."
"Hnnn.."

It was the first time Mikoto Suoh the red king had a close look at the blue king. He knew he was pretty but he never really looked at him clearly before. This is the first time he really saw him. He couldn't help but stare. Their eyes held their gazes and he was drawn in to those beautiful violet orbs. He couldn't help not notice the subtle movements of his facial muscles and the rising and falling of his chest as he take in air. And it dawned on him the seriousness of the situation. Normally, Reishi would never allow himself to end up looking like this. His eyelids looked heavy that any minute longer, he would succumb to slumber. Mikoto touched Reishi's chest, the other winced and then succumb to the former's touch. He looked like a cat being pet. His face flustered even more and he couldn't help but let out a whispered moan. His body's becoming sensitive, Mikoto could feel the rising heat within himself too. The feel of Reishi's soft skin was nice. He then caressed the other's side of the neck, the place where he would bite if it were him. Reishi whimpered and seemed to recover a sense of consciousness when he looked squarely at Mikoto. He entwined his arms on Mikoto's neck and pushed the man down close enough for a kiss. Mikoto was surprised, he didn't anticipate this. He only wanted to touch him a little.

Their faces were close to each other, the red king gazed at the blue kings bright violet orbs for the second time. The corner of his cheeks were bright red and his eyes looked tired and droopy. He could feel the breath of the other man on his face. He smelt of alcohol and and cigar. He could feel his heart beat faster and the heat rise from below. He couldn't help not notice the desire in his nemesis' eyes. His lips were parted and everything about him tonight made Suoh Mikoto lose control. Mikoto swallowed a lump on his throat and closed his eyes shut. He calmed himself down and tried to gain reason amidst how cloudy his mind had become. He had drank a number too, so it was difficult to hold himself back.

"Suoh.. I want you right now.."

Mikoto's eyes widened in surprise. He sighed and unravelled Reishi's arms around him.

"Sorry Munakata, I have no desire to attack a drunk person."
"uhh.. hnnn.."

Reishi moved against him. Feeling dejected he turned away from Mikoto, exposing his bare neck and clavicle. His clothes were disheveled, wrinkled and so unlike him.

"I'm hard Suoh, your nearness is turning me on."

Reishi managed to say. He buried himself with the pillows that he could easily reach and hid his face. It was true, Mikoto's nearness is exciting his lower half. Mikoto cursed in his mind. The truth is he wanted to touch the blue king more. He wanted their bodies to be intertwined right at that moment but they were both influenced by alcohol and by the time morning comes they would revert back to their old selves and end up hating each other even more.

"Munakata… you turn me on. But we can't do it, you and I.. we're.."

Reishi pulled him by the lapel and kissed him. The blue king licked the red king's lips, taking his time until his tongue penetrated the insides of the other's mouth.

"Nnn.."

The blue king licked every crevice of his mouth. And pulled him even deeper. Their tongues danced and Mikoto could not help himself from Reishi's poison. He kissed him back, now more strongly than ever. His hands were busy from taking off Reishi's clothes, if he could only just burn it he thought. Reishi's body trembled with excitement and his lower half was already throbbing and bulging. Mikoto was turned on too. And by the time he withdraw from the kiss and looked down on Reishi's figure on the bed, his membrane became bigger. Reishi was so erotic, lying there on the bed, the bedsheets wrinkling underneath him, his hair in a mess and his clothes exposing bits of skin. His pink areola and its perking appendage were exposed. Indeed, the blue king was turned on. Mikoto had the urge to suck them, bite them, to make the blue king cry.

"Ah.."

He never thought he would ever want his nemesis like this. He clumsily took off his belt. The clinking sound filled the room and Reishi moved a bit on the bed, feeling embarrassed. The web of saliva from their kiss earlier sluiced down the corner of his mouth.

The sound of the leather pants as Mikoto pulled his belt out made Reishi feel even more embarrassed and finally Suoh took off his pants. Reishi took a peek at him and noticed how muscular and masculine the red king is. He felt a certain thirst within him. He wanted Suoh Mikoto really badly.

"Munakata.. tell me what you want."

Reishi hesitated. He was beginning to become sober. His mind was now beginning to clear. But the view of Mikoto in front of him, made him very hot.

"Fuck me hard Suoh. Make a mess out of me."