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“You hung the sign right?”
“Yup~!”
Both turned around to look at the doors to the bathroom.
On them hung a sign that read:
(Do not enter, Hanako-San is out of service and will not be answering to anybody for the rest of the night. )
The two nodded at each other.
“Did you make sure that the doors are locked?”
“Yes~!”
“Are Hakujoudai guarding them just in case?”
“Yes~!”
“Good!”
“Y-Yashiro.. d-don’t, not there..!” Hanako gasped as teeth began to nibble along his neck. His hands clutched at the figure over him, his nails digging into the girl’s arms as she gripped them tightly, throwing his head back with a small groan. “Yashiro..!”
“I’m testing out a method,” the girl mumbled against his neck softly, her lips moving against his skin. “That I read in a manga..”
Hanako giggled and looped his arms around Yashiro’s neck, pulling her closer to him. “You do know,” he whispered into her ear, “That not everything turns out like one of your shojo mangas?”
The girl let out a soft sigh before moving to capture the short supernatural’s plump, pink.. glossy lips in a passionate embrace. “Do you have to ruin it for me, Hanako-Kun?” She whined against his lips.
Hanako giggled again and closed his eyes. “Mmm..”
Yashiro deepened the kiss. She let her gloved hands wander over the other, trailing them along his shoulders and arms down to his hips and waist, she let their lips connect messily, she grinned as he opened his mouth, letting her tongue explore his mouth, tasting and feeling.
Enjoying.
Sighing into the kiss, the slightky taller girl smiled as the supernatural beneath her let out a sharp gasp and gripped her arms tightly.
“Shh,” Yashiro murmured as she raised a hand to cup Hanako’s cheek, “it’s okay.”
Hanako relaxed in her hold and let his posture go slack as they continued to kiss.
“H-Hanako-Kun.. you seem a bit distracted..” the girl gasped as they pulled away from each other and she moved to kiss his cheeks. “Is something wrong?”
Hanako hummed with a breathless giggle as the girl’s lips tickled his flushed cheeks and her breath blew softly against his neck. “Nothing’s wrong~” he mumbled through swollen lips. “Just thinking about how lucky I am.”
“How lucky you are?”
“Mhm,” Hanako answered with a grin, “come closer..”
Yashiro raised an eyebrow but complied and leaned closer, only to have Hanako grab her by her dress and bury his face into her neck, nuzzling the pale skin just under her jaw with his nose as he let out small sighs.
“Hanako-Kun..?”
The girl gasped as cold lips were placed on her neck softly before teeth sank into the skin. “Hanako?!” She yelped as the supernatural slipped out his tongue to lick at the marked area. “Did you—?”
Hanako giggled before drawing away and Yashiro pushed him down again and cupped his face in her hands.
“Now you have one to match...” Hanako mumbled, his cheeks flushing.
Yashiro chortled softly and pecked his nose. “Now we match like you wanted, Hanako-Kun.”
Hanako buried his face into her palms with a small whine. “But you only have one!”
“So?”
“Look at me!” Hanako cried. “Look at what you did!”
The girl laughed, a cute and happy sound. “If you say so,” She murmured, the smile on her face widening as she studied the shorter teen pinned under her.
She’d done a good job in her opinion. Her lips curved into a smile as she watched Hanako turn into a blushing mess under her. She’d managed to make the other’s lips swell and to cover his neck in trails of love bites, going all the way up to his jaw and down his neck to his exposed upper body.
Her first kiss was Hanako, despite all the denial, he ended up being her first kiss.
He was her boyfriend, and she was his girlfriend.
After all, she too had marks to match.
Hanako gasped for air and began hugging the girl tightly.
That was one of his adorable bonuses, how clingy he was after a makeout session. Yashiro loved it.
She watched the supernatural as he clung to her like a child, his chest heaving and hair disheveled and messy, more so than usual, his cap discarded.
“I love you, Hanako-Kun,” Yashiro whispered and wrapped her arms around the toilet bound spirit, hugging him close and stroking his hair gently.
“‘M.. love you too..” Hanako mumbled as he buried his face into her chest and found himself relaxing into her arms, his head resting against her shoulders as she sat them up, him on her lap and his legs curled around her waist.
They sat together on the tiled floor before the supernatural slowly uncurled himself from the girl.
“Hanako-Kun?” Yashiro asked as she watched the boy shift out of her arms and lay down against her, closing his eyes. “What—”
“Amane..”
The girl blinked. “Eh?”
Hanako burrowed deeper into Yashiro’s warm embrace. “Since we’re.. you know..” he mumbled, his ears turning pink as the girl smiled at him. “D-dating..”
“Mhmm..”
“You can call me Amane..”
Yashiro’s heart was overflowing with love for her adorable boyfriend. Tilting his chin up so that he was looking up at her, Yashiro leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
“Nene,” she murmured drawing away, “you can call me Nene.”
Hanako nodded against her chest. “Okay...” he whispered. “I love you, Nene.”
“I love you too, Amane.”
It was official, Hanako, no.. Yugi Amane was hers.
“The door is still locked right?”
Yashiro nodded and began to trail kisses back along the other’s neck. “Mhm.”
“Shouldn’t you be going home?”
“I told my parents that I’d be staying with Aoi.”
Hanako’s chuckle quickly turned into a high gasp as Yashiro began to nibble along his neck. “You has this planned out.”
“I did.” The girl confirmed.
Hanako sighed knowingly and thought that he might as well relax.
He was in for a long night.
“Told you that Radish Senpai was the one doing the topping.”
“No! I won’t accept this!”
“It’s right in front of you,”
“No!”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t accept it anyway, you still owe me the money.”
“... fine.”