Fatigue getting the best of him, Kobu Atsuji climbed the stairs to his room. Opening the door, he let out a hefty sigh. He looked up, unflinching as he recognised the woman's silouhette, lent against the wall, a few centimetres away from the window she'd came in from. "Moyuru," He premised. She walked forward, her expression reserved as she looked to him, "Kobu," she returned, her arms folded over her chest. From where she stood, her eyes scanned the bare skin of his torso, her tone was as complacent as always, "Avoiding me still, I see,"
Kobu held his ground. "You make it sound like there's something to avoid."
"Isn't there, though?" She sighed. "Listen, Kobu," her voice lost an edge, "I know you remember what happened. And it scares the shit out of you, right?"
Kobu smirked. "How cute. Getting so worked up about a little kiss doesn't seem like you at all, Moyuru."
"Hell, it scares me, too," She continued, and Kobu's eyes widened as she slid the fabric of her kimono off of her shoulder, revealing her right arm, the skin sleak and bare. Her eyes met his, "But that's the thing." She stepped forward. "We're the elites in this little game, right? In a sense we should find ourselves lucky." As if pulled by the proposition, he moved closer. "And why would that be?"
"Well... It's simple." She stated.
Kobu placed his hand on her other shoulder, and with one quick movement the fabric fell; he registered the twist and twirl of her skin's intricate pattern.
She placed her arms loosely around his neck, his shoulders hot to the touch from exersion, and his hands found her waist. "As much as you may wish to deny it, it's become apparent that you're my weakness, and I'm yours."
Weakness, the word sat ill with the both of them, but Kobu denied it not; intrigue in whatever her offer may be clouded his judgement.
"If we're to truly win, we need to use our weaknesses to our advantage. Embrace them, rather than run from them."
After a moments reflection, he said "A bold move."
Her eyes watched his lips as he spoke. "All the better to act as a pre-emptive strike."
"So, what's your decision?" she quiried.
"..Fine." He slammed his lips against hers to seal this deal; their bodies working in unison - harder, rougher, angrier - as their hunger for one another grew.
It feels so good to get another request done
Oh, I'm very proud of this ;//u//; I've had it in my folder since September of last year, so it's nice to be able to cross another one off
I love these twojdcskd they're such a sexy couple honestly hurr omfg Kobu's muscles though holy crap I'm so proud of them 22/26! Base - [link]
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