Moonlight - karina x kotetsu

She swears that he isn't supposed to look this good with moonbeams hitting his upturned face, allowing amber eyes glow and flash with a warmth that spreads over her. Her breath catches in her throat and she wants to reach out and tug him closer, but her hand doesn't want to move. So instead, she sits besides him on the hood of his car, listening to the car radio blare some old song that had lyrics that possibly meant something in a different context; yet she couldn't find the give-a-damn to care at that moment.

if only - karina- kotetsu

She tries not to go into the stereotypical love-sick 'if only', but sometimes she can't help it. She wishes he would look at her with a gaze that isn't completely platonic, she wishes her chest wouldn't feel like it'd burst into a million pieces when he would pat her head and smile at her. She wishes she could see his eyes become the intense golden pools of pure and utter possessiveness and have them turned only on her. She wishes he wouldn't be stuck in the past and she wishes she could be older so kissing him wouldn't be considered insane in everyone's eyes. Most of all, she wishes that he would stop giving her more and more reasons to want the if only each day that they are around each other.

losing you - karina- tiger x agnes

Is it really losing if she didn't actually have him in the beginning?

She doesn't like how her chest hurts, but she can only smile and let the joy from everyone else cover up that she's not all right in the least. The photographs don't like, she knows, and there could be some mistake that Agnes and Tiger weren't seen on a date somewhere, that Tiger didn't kiss her or whatever was photographed (she refuses to look at them, only knows the details from Nathan). She keeps her distance from him when he comes in later that afternoon, stealing glances at him and once or twice he catches her.

He corners her later, grinning sheepishly and then pats her head. "Hey," he says so sweetly, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "It's not what the tabloids are making it out to be-" He is cut off and she's pushing forwards and clinging around his waist, nuzzling into his chest and she lets out a soft whimper and he finally gets it. At least she hopes he does. "H-hey, no, no crying, c'mon Karina, just... relax, there's nothing going on between me or Agnes... Ahhh, come on," he sounds desperate and she only clings closer. "Hey, hey, hey, look up at me with that pretty face." She does and she doesn't care her make up is smudged and he only presses his lips to her forehead lightly. "There we go... C'mon, let's get something to eat and we'll... talk about this. Maturely, like adults."

Is it still losing if she lets herself believe that she might have a chance?

defining moment - Karina x Kotetsu.

Most teenaged girls would find their defining moments being homecoming or prom, she didn't. She found it to be the day that she kissed him and wasn't shoved away, only drawn closer to him or it would be the day that she made him toast and he declared he loved her. Or maybe, she realized, that it was the day that he gave her priceless advice and made her understand why she was doing what she was. For all she knew, it would be every day that she woke up besides him, nestled close to him and he was drooling on her that really made it count. It didn't matter, she knew, because these little moments would come over and over and over again.

journal entry - karina x kotetsu

She never took him to be the type to write in a journal, maybe she should've, as she flipped through the book, reading about the five years before and how his wife died. Her heart clenched and she turned the page and flipped forwards, secretly hoping to find something about herself. She found her name scrawled on different pages, mentioning how he would catch her glancing over at him and Barnaby or how she seemed to get flustered when the blond was mentioned. She can't stop the grin that spread across her face as she continued reading until she found him blabbering on and on about how much he loved her and she can't stop herself from laughing quietly at his exclamation of her making him toast. She misses him standing in the doorway, or him sliding up behind her and lightly reaching down to grope at her sides affectionately.

Pretend - Bunny

He pretends he doesn't need anyone, even now, he lies to his partner and people who care for him for no price. It confuses him and he's not sure if he wants it, he's not sure if he lets them in closer that he'll be able to yank away from all of them if it's needed. His revenge is his own, he doesn't need or want someone stepping in at the last moment to yank him down from that ledge if he needs to jump. His goal above all else, he reminds himself, they don't need to be involved, they can't be involved. It would make everything more complicated and annoying.

So he'll keep pretending that he doesn't like them and doesn't need their help, so they won't see how he's going to drown and flounder when everything's over and done with.

something there - Tiger - Bunny x Karina, Tiger/Karina/Bunny

He knows there's something both of their eyes that makes him want to run, especially with how they danced against each other. Her, a little too young to be moving like that and him a little too old to be moving against her in a public accepted obscene mock-up of a dance.

His throat is dry, so he gulps down his whiskey and coke, but eyes remain glued to the two sliding against each other. He wants to move in; but he can only watch as blue and brown glance over at him and how he slides a hand down her side and yanking her by her thigh closer. He swears it's hotter in the room by about 10 degrees and Tiger knows he needs to get out of there before he does something too stupid.

She's sliding her hand slightly under his shirt, scratching at the pale skin and his head is dipping down her neck, licking the skin, she's grinding harder against him and oh god, he wants to come up behind one of then and taste their skin. Both of them.

He almost moans out loud as the hand on her thigh slides up more, shoving the skirt up enough to give him a brief glance of lace and he's sold. They don't need to keep playing him like a instrument anymore, he's up and behind the woman and smirking lazily at the blond male, before dipping down and kissing up the young woman's neck, nipping and licking, before tugging the man in and kissing him hard.

"We're leaving," he purrs quietly and they can't seem to agree more to this.

First - Karina/Bunny, Tiger/Karina/Bunny

It happened too quickly and Karina's face flushed as she stared up into the new hero's eyes. "You stole it," she growled out, eyes narrowing and fists clenching.

"You stole it from me," Barnaby shot back bluntly, glaring just as hard back.

"I was saving it for-"

"Oh, I know who you were saving it for, get over it. You stole mine and I stole yours, it's done. There's nothing else we can-"

"Think we could get him to-"

"-Yes."

"Let's go."

Kotetsu shrieked as the two tackled him, and one after another kissed him senseless, making him squeak and whine when they pulled away and then demanded to know who did it better.

Forest - Karina x Kotetsu

His body was like an unexplored forest, she noted, sliding pale pianist hands down his darker chest, tracing the muscles and scars. Brown-black hair littered all over it, making her shudder at how it felt beneath her palms and finger tips. She explored once with her hands, then followed up with gentle kisses and sucks, tasting and testing the flesh for so much more than she could ever put to words and every little whimper and moan drove her to shudder each time he let one out. It was intoxicating, she knew then, especially with how he rolled up against her, his body begging for her to give him more than just teasingly light kisses. She allowed him more, laughing quietly as he flipped her over and take his time to taste and kiss just as much.

ten years - Karina - Kotetsu, Kaede

Her chest swells when he gives her an invitation to his daughters 10th birthday party. He decided to give one to everyone, but hers feels special. Maybe it's the neat scrawl that seems to overcome hers with a cute tiger besides the signature. He's speaking about how he wants his daughter to meet everyone besides Antonio and Karina can't help but want to pretend that it's not because he was whining a few days ago about how he had nothing in common with his daughter, but because he genuinely wanted to introduce her (them, really) to Kaede. She's fooling herself and she knows it, but she doesn't even care.

Appearance - Karina x Tiger x Bunny

"Cute," he purrs, stroking his fingers through two blond heads, listening carefully for the telltale purrs of enjoyment that would soon come from them. Nimble fingers worked on massaging their heads and oh, he loved the purr that he was provided with. Both quiet, sleepy, exhausted from fore-play and the act that they talked him into; and on top of him. He wanted to know what they looked like. Would Bunny's arm around his waist look as possessive as it would feel, or would the soft waves of sandy blond look as wonderful as it seemed? He was curious, but not so curious as to move from the warm encasing him from both sides.

song lyrics - Karina x Tiger

She knows that he knows that she knows he knows that her songs are about him, but if he brings it up, she'll deny it.

writer's choice - Karina - Tiger

She doesn't know exactly when she started dreaming about him, but she does. It's always the same, as if her subconscious like throwing it in her face that she'll never get a chance; he'd be besides her, so close she can smell him. Her hand would sneak out towards him, before he'd get up and walk away into a suddenly there darkness. Her chest aches and her eyes close tight. She always gets up and tries to chase after him, but never can catch him.

Once, she wrote a song about it. Only to scrap it half way through and shove it out of her mind.

She always knows she's going to be reaching for his hand in a pitch black room. She'll never catch him.

Alone - Karina x Kotetsu

When they're alone, dancing under the stars, she can't help but let glimpses of the teenager beneath the surface. Times like those, she knows that she doesn't make him feel old, in fact, she bets he feels even younger than her. She wonders what he does when he's alone, though; she wants to know if he mopes and looks sad or if he smiles and looks through recipes for them to try when she comes home after everything else. Does he sit around and ask the heavens if his wife approves of who he's with or is he crushed with sudden self doubt? She wants to know what he's like when she's not watching, but as sheepish as she feels for it; she wonders if it really matters after all.

first person - Tiger x Tomoe, Tiger x Karina

For a long time, the first person he woke up to was himself, reaching over for an empty spot in his bed that was once filled, he isn't sure how he survived that. She was everything to him, but now... He had a younger, smaller, lighter haired person to drown himself in. He isn't sure if she'll get mad if she knows that he sleeps on that one side of the bed simply because he didn't want to make her feel like a replacement (which she's not); but somehow, watching Karina open those pretty brown eyes and glance up at him from her spot nestled against his chest; makes him know that he was the luckiest man alive to be the first person Karina saw every morning when she woke up.