HELLO!!! New one shot written for the sake of writing it!!! Isn't it fun? Anyway… I know there's no Easter anymore but for now we shall pretend that they are still in a war sorta thing and Ikuto is still being forced to work for them… I own nothing.
Amu POV
His hand wound tighter into my hair holding us closer and his hand ran down the cashmere silk of my dress and resting low on my hips, as I locked my arms around his neck deepening the kiss.
He skimmed his nose along my jaw and started to kiss my neck, "We shouldn't be doing this, especially here," I whispered.
"Oh yes because God definitely doesn't want us to have fun does he?" Ikuto murmured playfully.
"No," I giggled, "I meant at their wedding."
It was Kukai and Utau's wedding and we'd both been invited, obviously. There was just the problem of everyone else being able to be all lovey-dovey and we just got to sit and watch and think of what we'd be doing… besides gagging at all the little lovey-dovey-gag-inducing things.
Ikuto and I had been together for a while, but with the whole he was still at Easter and Easter still hated me despite the fact that I wasn't a threat anymore, meant we had to be very discreet with what we were doing, but it was hard to resist. We hadn't had… fun in a while and, well, he just looked so darn hot in a tux.
"What if we're caught," I said half-heartedly trying to push him away.
"Makes it all the more exciting," he purred before capturing my lips again.
"Amu, that dress is a rental. Try not to… uh… hurt it," Utau said a little bewildered.
Crap.
"Busted," Ikuto murmured quietly yet it was laced with something and, although I wasn't actually looking, I could tell the edge in his voice meant he was smirking.
Ikuto captured my lips once more before reluctantly letting me go. He was right again, we'd been busted… in the holy and sacred house of God… by his sister who was getting married… at least we didn't have to pretend any more…
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