Secret: Melty-ness. And Fluff.
Kyou Kara Moah:
Something Candy...
By: Lotus Curtiss
(Michelle)
Conrart could only watch as Gunter pleaded with Yuuri about a meeting he had missed, falling over himself in a fit of sobs and the tension in Yuuri's body was rigid in irritation. He let his fingers half way wrap around the tiny wrist, contemplating in stealing him away from the Royal Advisor if Yuuri gave the go ahead. Hearing an exasperated sigh with a slight shake of his head, Yuuri agreed to follow the man to in his words, "at least to get it over with," just to appease the man's grievances. Not before Yuuri turned and whispered in his ear to wait at least two hours for him then was down the hall behind the man that was around the corner. It was just paper work that needed to be filled out. So, what to do? At least be somewhere where Yuuri could meet him when the Teen did have a chance to escape.
Time passed and from his spot against the wall it looked he was holding up by leaning against it, Yuuri was gunning it down the hall towards him and managed to skid into a stop into his body, catching him with a smile. The teen let a sheepish grin spread, though winded with exertion after escaping the Royal Advisor. So adorable with a flushed face, taking it in his hands he let his mouth descend to those lips, five seconds, ten, fifteen, twenty five then broke when he heard guards passing at a cross intersection with in sight.
Finally now at the baths, those slender fingers scrubbed the broad back and shoulders, pausing to run over the scars ever so lightly; burning each into his mind before wrapping himself around the torso. Plastering himself to that strong back, nuzzling close, rubbing cheek into the hairs on the nape of the neck. This Knight was his, this back shielded him so many times was his, this person whom deeply loves him was his. Even as lose large hands clasped over his, powerful feelings just radiated between them and he was fine with that. Is fine.
With closed eyes, he let those fingers feel his back, along every reminder of pain that made him become stronger to protect his special person. But the fingers soothed each pain with a soft caress. Being embraced from behind, quietly and lovingly. His Beloved need not speak but relayed in subtle movements. Covering the smaller hands in his, he melted into the tender affection. When they pulled away, he turned and pulled the body into his chest, returning it and melting together.
"You're toxic."
"Am I?" Came a laugh.
"Rightfully so." Placing kisses along a soapy cheek.
"The same for you." A hint of a smile that took his mouth with fervor.
... Immerse in the Fluff.
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