Disclaimer: I own Chrno, yes I do! I'm a liar, how 'bout you!
Author's Note: See chapter one or chapter seven.
(Warning: Suggestive themes, Heavy (but rather vague) lime. Read at your own risk.)
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Ticks of the Clock
Chocolate Kisses
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She smirked.
Canines peaking out and gently scraping her full bottom lip, she bent over- her militia robe's long rectangular flaps caressing the boy beneath her like a blue blanket. Her soft fingers interlocked with his own, the laced hands spread out to touch the far corners of the large backseat- crucifix style.
He tossed his head, impatient and whimpering. Hair fanned out around them like a soft violet cloud, he fluttered his eyes- ruby gems that shone like stars. Childish but ancient. Naive but wise. Loyal but mysterious. Innocent. . . Tainted. . . Ready.
Her grin widened. Opening her mouth slightly, she began her descent into the fiery pits of lust- closing the space between them at a tantalizingly slow rate. Her thighs squeezed his hips.
He gave another soft whine; their noses brushing. Small puffs of heated air mingled with one another, gazes locking.
A sweet scent filled his sensitive nose. Excitement welled- he waited.
And he was rewarded.
It was a chaste kiss at first, as always. Gentle presses with hesitant mouths that were afraid to miss a morsel of flesh and taste and tenderness. But soon the devil became restless and the angel became hungry. The grazing of teeth against skin joined the fun, breathless gasps racking their lungs as all of the building tension and thrill began to seep into their embrace. Burning, open mouths licked and nipped, hidden secrets adding spice to the already delectable flavor of love and sweat-sprinkled skin.
Chocolate.
Warm, dripping, sugary chocolate smudged and stained their faces, deposited by the other's skilled tongue. A drizzle oozed down her chin. He greedily lapped it up, earning a coo of approval. A blush, a moan, a sigh, a gasp. Sharing the tang of the treat as their lips locked passionately, linked fingers tightening in expectation, they moved against one another. White-hot adrenaline pumped through their veins; their clothing rustling; the glass in the car's window panes making tattle-tale sounds when the wind and rain pushed against it.
The darkness was their friend.
Hissing in pleasure, the demon had to forcefully bite his bottom lip in order to keep from calling out her name when the holy maiden caressed his cheek with her tongue, the velvety appendage tracing the outline of his sensitive ear. Lapping up the remaining candy with evident happiness, she nipped tauntingly at his lobe; whispering sweet nothings. He repaid the suggestive favor with one of his own; moving their tangled hands towards her legs. Tracing her thigh with the tip of a talon, he chuckled when she shivered and yelped quietly; a pant hitching in her throat.
He gave her nose a nip.
Chocolate gone.
For a third time, he sniveled; disappointed.
And for a third time, she smiled wickedly.
Guiding his fingers up her leg and towards her heated inner thigh again, she winked at his surprise. For-Strapped in her gun holster, just waiting for their use- was a second bar of chocolate. Stunned speechless, he helped her to remove it- trembling in anticipation. Watching with wide eyes when she lowered her mouth to the unwrapped delicacy, he gulped as she took a bite- then held out a hand for his turn.
She shook her head, eyes glittering seductively.
"It's okay," she whispered, leaning foreword once more. "I'll share."
And she did.