Author's Note: Today's chapter in part brought to you by the song "Relax, Take it Easy" by Mika. :P
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"Hey there gorgeous." Yuuto signaled to the bartender. "Haven't seen you in a while."
A pair of luscious lips curled in a seductive smile back at him. "I've been busy. As have you or so I hear."
Yuuto shrugged. "Not so much as you might think."
"Destroying the world gives plenty of vacation time?"
"And a full coverage health plan."
"Oh?"
Yuuto nodded seriously. "Yes, if anything goes wrong it's completely taken care of."
"How so?"
"You die."
The stranger laughed and Yuuto found himself wondering as usual whether his companion was male or female.
"Looks like my sister is going to be busy again."
"Which one?"
The stranger smirked, emptying a glass of wine. "All of them I suppose really."
"How many are there?" Yuuto offered an arm without thinking and they left the pub, finding outside a summer night thick with warm humidity.
"Three."
"Well that's not so bad. Surely they can only do so much damage when there's only three of them right?"
The stranger smirked again and Yuuto decided that he should probably stop asking stupid questions. They strolled leisurely in silence for a while, allowing a quiet kind of tension fill the air until at last he spoke again.
"My place or yours?"
The stranger gave him an amused look through eyes far more golden than a king's ransom. So much for not asking any more stupid question.
"Always yours." Came the husky reply.
"You know, there's something I've often wondered." Yuuto remarked as he unlocked his apartment door.
"What's that?" The door slammed shut as two bodies leaned against it, fumbling at buttons and ties.
"Are we friends with benefits?"
The laugh was as golden as the eyes above it.
"No. You don't want friends."
"Do you?" Yuuto murmured. How had they gone back to drinking? When did this champagne get here? And why did it taste like nectar fit for a god?
"What would I need friends for?"
"Point taken." The words came out more slurred than he intended and he wasn't sure which part was more intoxicating: the alcohol or the delightful things the stranger had taken to doing in his lap.
A long moan distracted him from the question and it very nearly slipped his mind as he gasped for breath. When he opened his eyes again, there was a feast before him and he had no recollection of any of such indulgent delicacies having been in his apartment earlier. He didn't even know where to buy caviar.
"Thought we could use a break before round two."
"Brilliant." And there was of course more champagne. "But don't you ever get any offers for something more?" He asked over a bite of decadent fondant. "Relationship-wise I mean."
"No. I'm the one who makes the offers." The stranger picked up a slice of fruit, dipping it a bowl of warm chocolate, holding it out to him. "Apple?"
Understanding whispered through the buzz of sensual pleasure hanging thick in the air and Yuuto mentally acknowledged the warning.
And took a bite.
