camo_prince | 13 || . . .

*Hibari went and got his cup of tea then headed to the chair in the livingroom where he curled up with one of his little dime novels and read.*

*Maguri soaked in the tub for long while, until the water started to feel cooler again. Besides, his fingers were starting to prune. Blech. So he got up from the water with a shiver and grabbed the nearest towel and started to dry off.... and then realized his clothes had been carted off.* ... wh-whoops.

*He wrapped the towel firmly around his waist, made sure he wasn't still dripping badly and left the bathroom, walking out to see Hibari* Anou, Kyouyan, where did you put my stuff again...?

Hmm? *Hibari smirked slightly and motioned Maguri closer.*

I have them right over here. Come closer, Chestnut.

Eh? Oh, thanks! *Maguri missed that smirk entirely and walked over without hesitation or precaution* That bath was really really nice, by the way. Thank you. Alll relaxed now.

Oh, good. I'm really glad to hear it. *And suddenly Hibari's hand shot out to rip Maguri's towel off of him.*

...your clothes are on the bed. Sure you don't want to sit down and stay a while first, though?

*And Maguri fled toward the bathroom with a crimson-faced flail and he slammed the door behind him. A few moments later and he yelled back*

KYOUYAAAAAAAAAAN, THAT WAS REALLY MEAN!!

Wao~ first time I've done that where I haven't gotten punched in the face.

*He got up and took his time stretching before wandering off to the bedroom to fetch Maguri's clothing. He made his way over to the bathroom and knocked on the door.*

Okay, I have your clothes. Really, this time.

*There was a long silence before a muffled "Really?" came through the door. It cracked open ever so slightly then and Maguri peered out through the slit of open doorway suspiciously*

*He stood there, gaze averted, holding out Maguri's clothes.*

*Maguri grabbed them and shut the door and dressed quickly. When he was finished, he opened the door slowly and was clearly sulking*

*And Hibari had already curled back up in his chair, reading his book.*

*Maguri pouted more seeing this and walked past the chair and flopped onto the couch and huffed* What did you do that for anyway?

Because I wanted to see you naked. And the thought of you crawling into my lap was - aside from incredibly unlikely - very appealing.

*And he turned the page, reading on.*

*That blush just flared back up again and Maguri looked away, suddenly very shy*

I... well... uh......

Oh.

*Disabled him without even having to stop reading, impressive*

It's fine. Used to prudes not giving me what I want.

Don't worry about it.

*He didn't mean that rudely at all, despite how it sounded. Just a statement of fact.*

*Maguri was quiet a long moment before frowning*

'm not a prude.

I said don't worry about it.

*He turned another page, mostly keeping his attention on reading.* You are, though.

What the hell? How am I a prude just because I'm not used to all this?

If I was that bad I wouldn't have... ya know.... before!

*Hibari closed his book with a sigh and glanced over to Maguri.*

I'm teasing. Calm down.

*The blonde continued to pout for a minute more before suddenly he stood up. He marched over and took Hibari by the shoulders. He then kissed him again. Hard. And planted himself in his lap, pinning the other boy into his chair. He'd show him he wasn't a prude!*

*Well that shocked the hell out of him. Hibari sat there for a few seconds just staring dumbly and wide-eyed at Maguri before his brain finally started to work again. He kissed him back and tried to move his arms but couldn't with Maguri holding his shoulders like that, so he was really quite content to sit there and take it~*

*Maguri made he kissed Hibari quite thoroughly while shifting around to press him back into the chair before he finally released his grip on the other's shoulders. He pulled back from the kiss breathless and faintly pink in the cheeks, but he wasn't letting up yet. His head ducked down and lips started on Hibari's neck*

*Hibari was rather breathless himself by the time Maguri decided to pull away. He opened his mouth to speak but then he felt those lips on his neck and he forgot what he was going to say. Tipping his head to the side, he let Maguri do whatever he wanted as his arms slid around the blond's waist.*

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