Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Legal Drug, and I probably don't own their clueless love, either. CLAMP does, and do I wish they'd put out another one…we should revolt…
Yoru: Hello! This is my first Legal Drug fic, so hell, it might suck. But who cares? Okay, I would care. Anyway, I got this idea from the weird look on Rikuo's face as Kazahaya licked the chocolate from his fingers. Was it anger? Not really. Was it shock? Nah, too angry to be shock.
Kuronue: Then again, Rikuo looks angry even when he's smiling.
Yoru: Still cute, though. I'm not totally sure where this is going, but then I'm not sure where most of my fanfictions are going and they're not half bad. So onward and upward!
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
He had been taken down by a scrawny kid, literally pounced on and borne to the ground.
Dumb, dumb, dumb.
He had been caressed and licked and sexually harassed by Kudou Kazahaya, the idiot cat boy.
Dumbass, dumbass, DUMBASS.
And he, Himura Rikuo, had allowed the scrumptious opportunity to pass him by.
DUMB-FUCKING-ASS.
Rikuo growled to himself. That had been the hottest thing Kazahaya had ever done for any reason at all. He felt his nether regions grow warmer at the thought of that lithe body writhing on top of his, the soft moans, the smooth tongue, the beautiful eyes half-lidded by pure ecstasy.
And he had done nothing but lay there and taken it without a sound.
In retrospect, it would have been taking shameless advantage of the befuddled Kazahaya to do anything…sexual, but it would have been worth it. Rikuo leaned back against the couch, wondering what he would do now.
He would never be able to look at Kazahaya the same way again, much less live with him. He would have to do something to get the invading feelings out of his system.
Jack off?
Wouldn't help.
Eat chocolate?
That would make it worse.
Grab Kazahaya as soon as he walked in the door and make mad, passionate love to those irresistibly sexy lips?
Tempting…
Rikuo smirked at the thought. Kazahaya would turn sixteen shades of red and violet, splutter, and then rant and rave for an hour about Rikuo's sex drive. Hell, he did that if Rikuo looked at him sideways.
The boy was far too innocent. He couldn't even see that the "sex drive" he was always complaining about was really well-hidden love for him. Perhaps it was time to give Kazahaya a startling insight into Rikuo's "sex drive".
The door to the apartment opened.
"Rikuo, I managed to grab one of the chocolate bars for…"
Rikuo didn't even give him time to finish the sentence. His lips were already pressed to the other boy's, ravishing them with badly hidden malicious intent. Rikuo wasn't sure how long the fierce, longing kiss lasted; only that Kazahaya's cherry-licorice lips were just as soft and tasty as they looked.
Once they did pull apart, Kazahaya launched into the expected tirade about Rikuo's sex drive, which Rikuo countered with a comment about Kazahaya's chocolate fetish. Naturally, this sent Kazahaya on a tangent about freaks with too much imagination, which Rikuo countered with a snide comment about Kazahaya's writhing on him that afternoon.
Kazahaya was about to keep going when Rikuo's lips met his again, much more gently than before.
The kiss tasted like chocolate.