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.
He pulled back some as she undid the jacket, pulling his hands out from under her to support himself as he did. It slid off easily, falling off one side of the bed. Kid stared after it for a moment, then reached up to remove his tie as Aoko worked on the buttons on his shirt, small tingles of pleasure going through him when she started touching his chest. He liked to be in contact with people, but he rarely ever got touched. General hugging and getting close to people, but no actual hand to skin contact, normally.
Kid put a hand over one of hers and lifted it up to place a small kiss on it before placing it back down and reaching lower with his other hand, tracing her inner thighs as he put one more kiss on her stomach.
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