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Prompt: Harassment
Kamui was lost. She was surrounded by a slow river of people, and she was the rock that interrupted the flow. She had come shopping in town with her siblings, per request of little Sakura. She wormed her way through bodies, backtracking her path.
She sucked thoughtfully on the strawberry lollipop she had bought earlier. That's right, the candy store was the reason why I'm lost, she mused, smiling bitterly at her own foolishness. She crunched her candy in frustration and threw away the stick. Seeing how packed the area was, she gave up on trying to find them.
Suddenly, Kamui felt a hand brush against her thigh. Normally, in such a crowded place, she would think nothing of it, but it seemed... strange. The stranger's hand continued to rub circles on her leg, and she felt hot breaths on her neck. To put it simply, it was disgusting.
She wanted to beat up the offender then and there, but doing so would cause a commotion and possibly injure a few innocents. She decided to shout for help, but the man clamped a clammy palm over her mouth, stifling her scream.
The man had led her (while still groping her) into a dark alleyway. He was surprisingly strong, and could force her with ease.
"Look here, girly, I don't want any trouble from you... Be a good girl and I promise it won't hurt," he rasped, his grody lips already on her neck and biting the skin, drawing blood. Kamui shuddered. But since they were away from the prying eyes of he public, she had an opportunity.
Kamui raised her leg, and kicked the man's shin with all the force her bare feet could muster. He grunted in pain and slightly loosened his grip, allowing her to wrench herself out of his grasp.
"'It won't hurt' my ass! You bit me!" she raged, shoving the man to the ground. She proceeded to stomp on his groin and face, succeeding in producing howls of pain and a broken nose from him. He finally passed out after many blows to the head, clutching the space between his legs.
The noise had caused a commotion, and many citizens gathered round the alleyway. Not long after, the Hoshidan royals burst through the crowd.
Four pairs of eyes fell on their beloved sister, obviously exhausted. "What's going on?!" Ryouma shouted.
"Pervert,"she replied, panting.
"What?!" her siblings exclaimed.
Kamui explained her fateful encounter as concisely as possible. "He touched me. I beat him up," she said, pointing at the crumpled heap of a man.
Ryouma sighed and arranged to have the man sent to a holding cell. Hinoka and Sakura fretted over their sister, gasping at the sight of the bite wound.
"He wasn't a vampire, was he?" Sakura inquired.
"Vampires only exist in books, Sakura," Takumi assured calmly. The girl breathed an audible sigh of relief.
Kamui faced her younger brother, surprised at what she saw. His face was eerily calm, but something told her he was quite angry. Absolutely livid, in fact. She gulped nervously at the sight. He roughly grabbed her wrist and sauntered off with her in tow, ignoring her objections.
They finally stopped near an empty clearing.
"... Are you angry?"
He turned to face her, saying nothing. Her shirt collar was stained with drops of blood, and underneath was the hateful mark of the sexual offender. He reached towards her neck and swiped his thumb over the wound, narrowing his eyes in contempt.
Kamui was unsure of what to expect, and kept silent, studying Takumi's face.
Suddenly, he pulled her closer and pressed his warm lips on the wound, sucking gingerly. Kamui jolted in surprise.
"W-What are you doing?" she stuttered, blushing.
"Disinfecting," he murmured, and resumed kissing her neck, though more forcefully this time. And damn, did it feel good. She involuntarily let out a whimper, which only encouraged him to suck harder.
Takumi finally parted from her neck, satisfied with the hickey he had left in place of the bite. Kamui was still blushing, probing the spot where he had kissed with her slender fingers.
"Why'd you do that?" she asked in a whisper.
"... I couldn't stand the sight of another man's mark on you... and I got... jealous...," he mumbled, adopting a pink tint on his cheeks.
"You- what?" She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Takumi furrowed his eyebrows.
They stayed silent for what seemed like an eternity.
"Agh! I love you, dammit! Get that through your thick skull, would you?!" he yelled. Kamui was startled by his sudden outburst, still in a daze.
Seeing that her mind was so slow, Takumi's impatience got the better of him and his lips collided with hers. Once Kamui understood what was going on, she eagerly deepened the kiss, nibbling his bottom lip and demanding access to the inside of his mouth. He complied, and their wet tongues danced around each other.
"That... was amazing," Kamui said, once they separated. Takumi only nodded in agreement. They probably looked like idiots, standing around sporting faces as red as Ryouma's armor.
"So, is that a yes?" Takumi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"After that, how could I say no?" Kamui answered, beaming.
"Good, because I want to taste more strawberry kisses," he declared before licking his lips. Whether he did it out of habit or on purpose, it was damn sexy. Kamui secretly was glad she bought a lot of said flavor of candy.
"We should head back to the others. They're probably worried," Kamui said, lacing their hands together.
"Wait," Takumi said. He stole another kiss, then ran his tongue over his lips again. He acted as if nothing happened and walked forwards. Kamui's face flared.
Yep, definitely on purpose.
