Pairing: KuroroxKurapikaxSex
Warning: A mellowing Kuroro.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hunter x Hunter and make no profit from this Fic.
This fic is dedicated to Lynlyn and Yukitsu, since it is their influence by feeding me with WH and short ficcies of Kuropica that inspired my newly found muse to write this.
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For as long as he could remember, he had never been the romantic type of person. From the first day he was introduced to the reality of the cruel world of predators and prey, he had been just that – a predator. The one who never submitted himself to what his world dubbed as 'weak' feelings. Sympathy, kindness, and love were never allowed to enter his heart; though such words existed on his vocabulary range and he would ruthlessly use such emotions from his opponent to suit his needs.
But somehow, to Kuroro's chagrin and amusement, he was currently in the state of what the poet would describe as sentimental.
With his head propped on one elbow, he had been staring at Kurapika, admiring the beautiful curves the Kuruta had and memorizing every inch of it. He had been at it since he woke up half an hour ago from their now somewhat night time routine love making.
'God... I'm getting soft. Love making?' he groaned inwardly.
He didn't want to imagine how the others, especially Nobunaga, would react if they ever caught him on his current state of mellowed state after sex. He bet his Nen that they would never let him live it down for the rest of his life.
Their stoic leader. Mellow.
Scowling, Kuroro shoved the unpleasant thought aside. After all, the rest of Geneiryodan would never dare to invade whichever room Kurapika declared as theirs. Not if they valued their remaining sanity. The blonde Kuruta's revenge was not something everyone would even dream to welcome. So, he was quite safe to feel and do whatever he wanted... in their private vicinity.
A movement from his side pulled him back to refocus on the object of his current thought.
Kurapika, apparently thoroughly sated and exhausted by their somewhat long play earlier, was shifting in his sleep, searching for the warmth he lost and unconsciously moving closer to Kuroro. He let out a sigh and curled up when he found the warmth.
Inwardly chucking, Kuroro let his eyes wander to the Kuruta face and the remaining exposed limbs that was left uncovered by the sheets.
Again, the sentimental emotions and possessiveness swelled up in his chest.
Beautiful. Mine.
And with that last thought, he gently embraced Kurapika closer and surrendered himself to Morpheus' call.
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November, 6 2005
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