Bittersweet, yet so addicting.
The bald boy bit his lip and looked up at his weapon who happened to have a sly smirk and a brow raised. "Prove you love me." Harvar ordered.
"Fine. I will."
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Harvar groaned a bit in pleasure, obviously enjoying the moment. He slid his hands up to wrap around his meister's waist, pulling him closer. Ox did the same, actually starting to enjoy himself. No, he couldn't say that, he was dating Kim. But then again...his lance did taste sweet, just like the way he acted. 'I guess it's not so bad…' He thought to himself. The boy moved one of his arms making it's way up Harvar's shirt. "I...I do...love you…" Ox said, looking up at the lance. And he was praised for his kind words. In a way… "Prove it even more…" Harvar let out a soft whisper. "B-But, p-prove it more...? A-alright..." The meister leaned into the lance and kissed him again, his mind wanting more. He was bittersweet but so addicting… 'He does taste nice…' He thought. Ox's body was craving even more as he slid his tongue across the lance's lips, asking for an entrance. Harvar seemed to have approved. Ox was hoping Kim wouldn't come in the room and make it stop(Please note that she was in the living room, hurr hurr. She just thought it was a visit with Harvar. Heeeeteeeheee.), because now he really NEEDED more. He moved his hands to the rim of Haravr's shirt, pulling it off. Now Ox was practically begging for more, his eyes fluttering closed. Good thing no one could see them behind those odd frames of his. He let out a not-very-fake-sounding-moan, wrestling his tongue with the weapon's.
Harvar fiddled with Ox's shirt buttons shortly after removing his vest and tie. He smirked, sliding a hand down to his meister's thigh, returning the small, quiet moan. "H-Harvar…" The bald meister whispered, followed by a small 'Ngh…". "Yes, Ox? You want more? Well, let's take it to our room, then…" The lance smiled, taking his partner's hand. Ox blushed as he was slammed on the bed, being forced to lock lips with his weapon once again. He pulled him down, deciding he wanted to be seme this time. "Why am I on the bottom?" Harvar whined. "Deal with it, sweetie." Ox smirked, fiddling with his lance's pants buttons. They were slowly pulled off, and Harvar smirked, doing the same to his meister. "You know you want some…" The weapon slid off his visor and put down his hair, reaching for the bridge of Ox's nose to take off his glasses. "Yeah, I do…But you're the one getting it from me." The bald boy smirked, leaning in and kissing his weapon down his neck and back. 'You know, I never thought this would happen…' He thought. "I love you…~"
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End of Chapter one, bby. :3 I hope you enjoyed~ REVIEW! O 3O