Hi!! I know, a newly written drabble (I just love drabble ) But with such nice reviews from people, I couldn't help it!! I've been put off writing for a long time because people hated my work. But now I feel like writing more!! And Nekozawa is so darn cute, I decided to write about him yet again! An M rated one, just to be safe. You can't be too careful, ne? Hope you enjoy!
The room was filled with moans and pants of pleasure, before the smaller let out a loud yelping moan of the other's name, closely followed by the larger male. The bodies were entwined with one another, both of them panting from the activities they had just experienced. Their blond hair clashed together on the pillow, neither of them knowing which hair belonged to who. But they didn't care. Soon enough, the smaller of the two nodded off, nuzzled into the other. The elder smiled gently as he wrapped his arms around the young male gently, leaning in to kiss him gently on the lips before he just lay there with him, stroking his blond locks gently.
Nekozawa... He was so cute when he was asleep. He didn't know why he had never noticed before. They had always been rivals in school, but now... Now he knew differently. Nekozawa was his lover, not something that should be feared. He smiled as he leaned in and placed a light kiss on his cheeks, then on the sleeping boy's lips.
His beloved cat puppet was, as usual, in the room. It was balanced on the bedpost, turned to the wall so it wouldn't see the 'activities' they had just finished. He hadn't even known that Nekozawa was gay, or bisexual, or whatever. He hadn't really spoken to the boy a lot until before.
He had been worried about Nekozawa and had decided to track him down. From what Kirimi had told the host club, he managed to work out the house. He had been fearful of the house at first, as if it would be a creepy, horror-movie style house with huge black walls and lightning flashing down behind it. But he had been surprised when he saw the large, rather beautiful house. It was made of a light material, but was also strong and sturdy. It was white from outside with light brown doors with black iron knockers and doorknobs. Ivy covered half of the house, making it look beautiful and rather relaxing in an odd way.
It wasn't a place where the boy could imagine the prince of darkness would live. Kirimi, maybe. But not Nekozawa. He had went inside and talked to the boy. Then, well... The rest had just happened.
The boy had broken down to him, told him many things. He had comforted poor Nekozawa, and then realized. He didn't hate him at all. He loved him.
So, using his charm, he had leaned in and seduced the boy, before everything had happened after that...
He smiled as he stroked the boys hair as he leaned against his chest, sleeping quietly as his pale skin slowly cooled off, his hair falling into his eyes.
After all, Tamaki was never afraid of the dark, with Nekozawa as his boyfriend.
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