Author's Note: Not one of my favorites, but that's possibly because I'm so unused to writing this sort of thing, haha. This is the only mature themed chapter I have, I think.
Kazuo x Mitsuko
Prompt: My character will grope yours.
She wouldn't get off of his lap.
"Souma," Kazuo said warningly, and Mitsuko looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes.
He knew that she was anything but.
"This is a bad idea," he said in a low voice. "Get off."
MItsuko sighed. "You never let me have any fun," she pouted. She did slide off of him, but she left a hand on his thigh. "Better?"
"Slightly," Kazuo acknowledged, eyeing her hand warily.
She gave him a wicked grin. "I thought it would be." She slowly began moving her hand higher, and he squirmed.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Mitsuko raised an eyebrow delicately. "Should I stop?"
Kazuo opened his mouth, intending to reply with a firm yes, but his words got caught in his throat.
She smiled, continuing her progress. "I didn't think so."
"Sou— Mitsuko!" Kazuo managed to get out, feeling slightly panicked. "Don't."
A moment later, he knew his plea was too late.
He tensed, his expression stony, but he couldn't hide his reaction from her completely.
Mitsuko smiled yet again and placed her soft cheek against his shoulder, still not moving her hand. "Well, someone's not complaining anymore. What next, hmm?"
Kazuo shuddered at her touch, wondering how he could possibly get himself out of this one.