Send a symbol and my muse will show up in your’s house at 3AM…
❣ – hopelessly horny
The window opened silently and a white figure landed in the room, cape falling noiselessly behind him. He glanced over at the bed and allowed a small smile, his eyes softening as the blankets moved. Aoko hadn’t said anything about not coming to the heist, and he had gotten a bit worried when she hadn’t shown up.
The thief crossed the room to stand next to her, eyes scanning to see if she seemed sick or hurt in any way. As he looked, she turned again, this time onto her back. Her head was tilted towards him and her mouth was open slightly with some stray hairs falling onto her face.
Kid didn’t even notice he had started to lean over until the charm on his monocle bumped her cheek. He backed away quickly, feeling heat rising to his face. Though, now that he back to awareness, he could tell that his face wasn’t the only area blood was rushing to.
A curse was muttered under his breath. He needed to leave, and not just because of this…. development. The longer he stayed, the more of a chance there was of Aoko waking up and seeing him. But instead, he hovered by the bed, just watching her breath for a moment. In the back of his mind, he knew just how creepy this looked. What he wanted to do was what he’d been about to before he caught himself. He knew it would be wrong to do something like that while she was asleep, though. The unofficial ‘no one gets hurt’ policy didn’t just apply to anything physical, after all.
The thief lightly brushed the hair back from her cheek and knelt down on the floor, taking in a small, sharp breath as shifting fabric passed over his slowly growing ‘problem’. He paused for a moment before resting his arms on the bed, head soon following. Staying beside her like this was creepy, yes.
But at this point, he didn’t care.
Her cheeks flushed bright red as she felt KID pushing her shirt over her chest. It actually only helped a little. But it was still weird. He was a thief and she was the daughter of the policemen who wanted to catch him. But nothing of that could stop her from feeling great by how close he was to her.
She barely could bring a word out at his soft touch on her naked skin. “M-maybe…you’re right…KID…” Aoko looked down at the thief with a weirdly attractive smile on her lips.
The grin widened.
Kid continued to move the shirt until it was just over her breasts.
As Kaito had noticed before, Aoko wasn’t as endowed as some of the other girls, but honestly…
The hand pulled back to cup one, gently massaging it before his fingers began to tease at the center.
…he’d never been interested in the others anyway.
The thief placed more kisses on her stomach, purposefully making his way upward as the hand on her neck moved downward along her exposed side, stopping just above her hip.
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