Whosh! I don't own nothing!
"N-nyeah... Zelos, we c-ca-ant!"
A mess of aqua and crimson hair spread against the pale pink pillows, two gorgeous men struggling, panting, each wanting to be dominant, but one was uncertain if it was wise.
The redhaired male allowed himself to be dominated, smirking up at the other despite the fact that his wrists were bound above his head, and his legs were in an awkward position.
"Why not?" He purred, flexing his fingers and shooting the other a dazzling white smile, momentarily wondering if he could break out of the other's grasp.
"We're not in the same game. It defies canon law!"
Zelos grinned, pressing against the other male, a devilish look crossing his face before he arched up to claim the other's lips.
"My dear Keele," He laughed, shaking his head. "Tales of Narikiri dungeon has us all in the same game!"
And thus the fangirls went wild.