Title: Cute Little Flower

Fandom: Weiss Kruez

Pairings/Characters: Omi/Farfarello

Word count: 469

Warnings: nothing much

AN: Three of these to post. Please look to the upcoming Horror Collection for all of the Horror based stories.

"Farfarello! What are you doing here? I thought you were busy with some planning for a mission."

Shoving the golden eyed man back into his apartment, Omi looked around before quickly following him. Looking at the silver haired man, the small assassin growled as the other smirked and flopped down onto his couch, eye glowing brightly in the light.

"We got done early so I decided to come around," the scarred man hummed, crooking his finger at Omi, wanting him to come over. Sighing, the dirty blond walked over and sat down in his older lover's lap, smiling as strong arms came to rest around his waist. Purring softly, the younger assassin nuzzled into his lover's neck, eyes half lidded as he idly played with Farfarello's vest.

"You do know that I'm supposed to be downstairs with Aya-kun dealing with the store, right?" Omi asked softly, brushing his fingers over Farfarello's skin.

"I know. Don't particularly care," the silver haired man said in return, running his fingers over Omi's hip. He enjoyed the time they had together, finding it more soothing then blooding his hands. Sighing softly, Omi rolled his eyes and settled into enjoy the feeling of his lover.

"You're gonna get me in trouble one of these days," he teased, running his fingers through silver hair, being careful of the eye patch that sat there. Smiling at the happy growl he got, Omi kicked his foot a few times as Farfarello's hands decided to travel over his skin, finding sweet spots again.

Wiggling, he laughed quietly at the ticklish feeling that he got a few times before he relaxed once more, eyes half lidded as he sighed in pleasure. The silver haired assassin chuckled lowly into his ear as his hands found new skin to tease. Feeling Omi wiggle again, the man purred happily into the others ear, one hand playing with the hem of his pants.

Both stopped as someone pounded on the blond's door, holding their breath as they waited for what would happen next. Yohji's voice finally floated through the door, reminding them that they were hardly alone in the building.

"Omi! Aya-kun is ready to rip off hands down there. Better book it down those stairs, little man," the lanky male yelled through the door before the sound of his footsteps started, fading quickly. Omi moaned softly and dropped his head back onto his lover's shoulder, covering his face with one hand as Farfarello laughed once more.

"I have to go. Will you be here?" he asked sweetly, getting a smile and a nod from his lover.

"Of course. I'm not planning on leaving any time soon," the other assassin promised. Getting a blinding smile, he watched as Omi fixed his clothes before heading off with the sheets he had come up for.

Now he had to wait to molest his sweet lover.