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Kazuha had absolutely no idea for how long he's been sitting there, in the back of the club, joint long forgotten in one hand as the last remains of the cocaine lines got absolutely devoured by his so-called friends.
Red fierce eyes simply couldn't find it in themselves to move away from their prey. A man; Actually no. The beauty he was seeing in front of his eyes had to have been sent by the Gods themselves for Kazuha to feast his eyes upon as a very subtle and thin layer of sweat lazily clung to this beauty's forehead, champagne glass dirtied by lipstick stains fitting perfectly between slender fingers adorned by silver rings.
The way his silky hair seemed to almost glow under the LED lights while the body was moving so... seductively on the song that now barely made it to Kazuha's ears, the beating of his own heart being way louder to the point where it simply covered the song.
What was such a prince doing in a place like this? What made him even consider blessing the club with his presence? Despite an absurd amount of questions, the white haired man couldn't help but shakily gulp before standing up, with a single idea in his mind. Finding out what exactly brought this mesmerizing creature in such place and if it actually was simply a combination of Kazuha's dreams and the high that the joint and pills gave him.
Making his way through the crowd, while struggling to keep his knees from simply giving up on him just because of how weak his legs became the second Kazuha made eye contact with the beauty that stole his breath completely that night; and not only that- he even dared to wink in the male's direction, making it look almost look like an invitation. And who was Kazuha to refuse such thing? Exactly.
In less than two minutes the white haired male found himself right behind the one who'd make sure to haunt his dreams for a very long time as thin fingers, with perfect black nail polish adorning them, barely touched the back of Kazuha's neck, sending shivers all throughout his body with the simplest touches. His hand seemed to have gained a mind of their own as they just moved carelessly to rest on top of the hips that made his thoughts wander in places it shouldn't, especially when it came to a complete stranger.
With his voice barely raised above a whisper yet loud enough for the other to hear him, Kazuha's hot breath hit the shell of the indigo haired male's ear which seemed to shine even brighter than Kazuha's eyes due to the amount of piercings on it, he asked a rather simple question: "Is the beauty kind enough to humor me for five minutes in a more quiet place?" making the shorter man shiver ever so slightly.
No other words were needed as the stranger simply dug his fingers into Kazuha's forearms, basically dragging him towards what seemed to be a lateral exit of the club.
Once the cold air hit his face and helped him clear his mind, Kazuha took one more good look at the man before him, shuddering in delight as he simply felt mesmerized.
" You better make this quick. I hate wasting my time, especially in this kind of situations. "
The first thing Kazuha noted is that his voice was raspy. Perhaps from the lack of proper hydration but Archons, was Kazuha absolutely delighted to hear the sound this angel made in front of him? Yes.
" Oh c'mon now, can't a simple man like me find out the name of the pretty little thing that sticks out like a sore thumb in this place? "
With a sly smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, Kazuha couldn't help himself from taking out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket, feeling the need to suddenly clear the taste of alcohol and weed from his tongue.
After lighting it in even more piercing silence, Kazuha's fiery eyes fell back on the male in front of him, finding it rather cute how he simply stared as the white haired man took a rather long drag, before letting the smoke wander free in the world.
" K- Scaramouche. Call me Scaramouche. "
Despite noticing his slip up, Kazuha simply remained silent for a few seconds, before humming excitedly as a fun idea snuck in his head.
" Kazuha. Nice to meet you dear even though I do have to admit that the pleasure is all mine. " Dark bluish eyes seemed to follow every single one of his actions, the intense gaze lingering for far too long on Kazuha's adam's apple and the collarbones that peeked out from under the red dress shirt whose sleeves have been rolled up to his elbows by the male, the 3 buttons that were left untouched simply giving away a small sneak peek at the toned chest that hid under the soft material.
" Tsk. You wanted to get me outside just for this? I knew that I shouldn't have wasted my time on you the second I saw you staring at me like a predator watching its pray you creep. " Scaramouche spat those words out filled with annoyance and one could say that they were even laced with venom as he tried to turn around before a hand caught his wrist, making him stop dead in his tracks.
" My my. I had no idea that such a beautiful face could be accompanied by such foul words, but what can I say? This makes you even more interesting."
Without any other words, Kazuha shoved a cigarette in Scaramouche's direction, surprise overtaking his face as the male accepted it without any other complaints before the white haired man used his lighter to carefully light the cigarette that now sat lazily between soft lips.
"Is there a reason as to why you decided to bless the club with your presence darling? You don't look like a regular at all."
Scaramouche cringed a bit on the inside at the nickname before deciding that maybe entertaining this stranger wasn't that bad of an idea because even he could admit it when someone was beautiful and the man in front of him truly had an unmatched beauty.
" Just a heart broke bitch looking for fun. That's all you're getting from me. "
A subtle frown seemed to form between Kazuha's brows as he thought about how could someone in their right mind break this angel's heart even though he felt maybe just a bit grateful since if it wasn't for that person he wouldn't be here right now.
" Looking for fun? Such as? " The words left his mouth without too much thought as his lips welcomed the cigarette again, the harsh smoke almost scratching at the back of his neck while suffocating his lungs, yet this was his guilty pleasure and no one was gonna stop him.
" Free drinks, hot guys and whatnot. " The answer he was looking for came shortly after as the beauty threw to cigarette bud to the ground before stepping on it to make sure that it wasn't still burning, a light blush still adorning his fair skin which must've been caused by the alcohol in his system and definitely not what he was about to ask. " Why bother asking? Are you up for the challenge or something? "
That was the only signal that Kazuha needed, before standing straight once more and gently raising the porcelain doll's chin with his index finger, their lips being mere millimeters apart as the last bit of smoke left Kazuha and seemed to find its new home in Scaramouche's lungs as the male tried to catch his breath the second he noticed the proximity, his eyes shining with something that could only be called raw emotion.
" Order whatever you want darling, and I'll cover it, but you cannot leave my side tonight if you agree. "
The sly smirk seemed to throw Scaramouche off even more as his legs suddenly felt like jelly, the man immediately missing the warmth provided by Kazuha's fingers, yet he couldn't do anything but gulp and nod quietly as he recognized the promise that hid itself deep in red piercing eyes. The promise of an unforgettable night.
The loud music once again infiltrated Scaramouche's ears, making him second guess the decision he just made, yet he couldn't find it in himself to stop the burning desire which now found its place deep in his chest as his curious gaze seemed to study more and more the beautiful man in front of him before both of them reached the bar.
His drink of choice, to Kazuha's surprise was red wine but could anyone blame him? Being wine drunk had to be one of the best drunken states ever.
It was as clear as day that the white haired male wanted to make some sort of conversation in a futile attempt at getting to know him more yet the words that left Scaramouche's mouth seemed to get rid of any thoughts that lingered in Kazuha's mind, as the male's hand simply rested on top of the white haired's thigh, gracefully drawing a lazy pattern with his nail on it.
" It's rather pathetic to force a conversation, just to occupy silence. It's clear from the way you've been looking at me that you're undressing me with your eyes only and wishing to destroy my body with such a simple weapon called pleasure. I do have to admit that I'm rather curious what made you want to go back inside rather than drag me to your place or a hotel room though... "
Dark bluish eyes never left the wine that sat idly in his glass as experienced fingers trailed upwards, barely brushing against the other's crotch as it found itself playing with another one of the buttons that barely held Kazuha's dress shirt together which made the man audibly gulp.
" Didn't you say that you were looking for free drinks? I am merely fulfilling your request doll. "
This was simply a game and both of them knew it. Both of them were slow dancing in each other's palm, waiting to see who will falter first yet as annoying as it was, it was also so damn exciting for both of them.
However, Scaramouche's patience wasn't really the best which lead to him almost jumping back up and leaning so close to Kazuha's ear to a point where the others lips almost touched their slim neck.
" Take me wherever you want and ruin me. " Such a dangerous proposal yet Scaramouche really couldn't care less as he saw the way Kazuha's eyes darkened, lust fully overtaking any other emotion that was present before Scaramouche spoke.
Almost as if in a daze, the white haired man slithered his arm around Scaramouche's waist, dragging both of them through the sea of bodies towards the exit which led to the parking lot, action that surprised the man a bit as he thought that the two of them would simply look for a cab.
The harsh cold night air once again hit the soft skin of Scaramouche's arms as the sleeveless turtleneck he was wearing did nothing to cover them up, yet he couldn't have been less bothered by it as the warmth which already pooled between his legs because of how excited he truly was simply set his whole body on fire.
The male almost choked the second they stopped right next to a Bentley, his first thought being that he fucking struck gold before Kazuha opened the backseat car door in an inviting way, showing how truly spacious it was.
For a moment Scaramouche felt so shy about the whole thing, yet the alcohol in his system helped him throw out the window any other thoughts before he finally climbed in, excitement running through his veins as Kazuha did the same before shutting the door close once again and patting his lap gently.
That's all it took for Scaramouche to almost jump on the other but managing to calm himself down enough to only straddle his hips, as his own seemed to start moving ever so slightly trying to create the smallest bit of friction between the two bodies.
" Please excuse me for my lack of better thinking skills and words in such moment, but you do not have a dick, right? "
Suddenly extremely self-aware, Scaramouche couldn't do anything else besides nodding slowly, all of his worries melting away the second Kazuha's grip got even tighter on his hips and a sly smirk painted his beautiful face.
" Then I do not need to worry about my rather weak gag reflex, how perfect. "
Before Scaramouche could even have time to process what the other said, Kazuha's lips crashed violently against his own, his teeth lightly grazing his bottom lip in an attempt to gain access to the inside of Scaramouche's mouth, his tongue chaotically exploring every crevice and every spot inside the wet cavern while both of their hips grinded with abandon against each other.
The amount of pleasure which Scaramouche was missing out on due to the jeans he was wearing annoyed the male to a no turning back point, as he basically begged between ragged breaths and lazy kisses for Kazuha to help him get rid of them.
And that was exactly what he did, despite the positions the two were in barely giving them enough space for such things; yet the second he felt a damp spot between the doll's legs he couldn't have been more grateful as skilled fingers spread his pussy lips open, loving the way the wet material felt against his skin and adoring even more the blush which adorned Scaramouche's cheeks as a pathetic whimper left him.
" Are you this excited already love? How beautiful, truly. "
Kazuha couldn't have been more honest with the other, as he gently laid them down on the back seats, prompting one of their legs on his shoulder as the other fell between the seats.
The way Scaramouche looked like this truly was like a painting that must've been done by the Archons themselves, the lewd faces the man was making sending shivers down to Kazuha's dick without any problems.
" You're breathtaking. I have no idea if I'll ever be able to take you off my mind. "
Right as those words left Kazuha's mouth, his teeth caught the hem of Scaramouche's boxers before tugging on it gently, and with the help of his hands sliding them far enough so that he was now face to face with the other's glistening cunt, his heavy but hot breath falling against it, making Scaramouche whine ever so slightly as his thighs squished Kazuha's head in-between them.
With a quiet hum he wasted no time in wetting two of his fingers with saliva, before his tongue barely touched Scaramouche's clit sending shivers down to his very core, one of his digits sliding with ease in-between his folds before finding his hole, pressing in just slightly while his thumb took care of their clit.
Seeing Scaramouche disheveled like this because of the slightest touches made Kazuha's skin burn as his teeth indulged themselves in the soft plush of his thighs, leaving behind both soft and rough bite marks that were soon covered in butterfly like kisses which seemed to climb their way higher and higher till he reached the perfect place which gave him enough space to look up at Scaramouche through his eyelashes but also offered the perfect level for him to use his tongue to lick a long stripe along their vulva, circling the wet muscle gently around the bud that sat patiently at the top.
The sweet but sour juices of Scaramouche's pussy simply felt like heaven in Kazuha's mouth as a newfound hunger found its way behind fierce red eyes as the other struggled to keep all the noises at bay with one of his hands, as the other was too busy gripping onto Kazuha's hair like his whole life depended on whether or not he was gonna savour him like his last meal or not.
" Let me hear your pretty voice darling or else... " Kazuha didn't even bother to finish his sentence, simply showing through his actions such as his fingers retreating from the others hole, that he would stop everything if Scaramouche would stay silent much longer.
And that thought absolutely terrified the male as he pathetically looked down between his legs where Kazuha was patiently waiting, lips glistening in the dim light provided by the streetlamps, and just let the hand which covered his mouth fall towards his chest, where it lightly brushed against one of his nipples which made him shiver in delight and leave out a mesmerizing whine.
Satisfied that his idea got across, Kazuha immediately went back to what he was doing, adding two fingers to the mix as the digits seemed to explore every single crevice and sweet spots inside the other, his mouth sucking greedily on whatever it could as his tongue darted between licking in-between the folds and flicking against the already swollen clit.
Now that his voice wasn't restricted anymore, Scaramouche couldn't help but let the moans and whimpers that bubbled in the back of his throat out, back arching as his legs seemed to squeeze the head that sat between them even more, the pleasure of having both his g spot and his clit stimulated at the same time bringing pleasure in waves to the male, the coil in his lower stomach tightening even more as he himself tried his best to help by letting his own fingers wander around his chest, playing with his quite sensitive nipples under the thin material of his shirt, curses and breathless moans leaving his mouth like a prayer followed by Kazuha's name, which seemed to satisfy the other man so much to a point where the intensity with which he seemed to practically devour Scaramouche's sex simply increased.
It really didn't take long after for the warmth inside the bluenette to simply explode, all of his muscles spamming around Kazuha's fingers and tongue which happily collected all the juices he could to savour them as Scaramouche's thighs simply shook from the intensity of it all before falling limp against the seats as Kazuha moved completely in top of him, capturing his lips in one last kiss.
After all this a single thought seemed to creep in Kazuha's mind and that was how he couldn't wait to repeat this experience over and over again, his interest in the person he just met growing more and more as he could still taste him on his tongue.
" Is this the right moment to ask for your phone number? "
Scaramouche's cheeks instantly caught on fire as the male who still sat between his naked legs asked so casually a thing like this in such a raspy and perfect voice, a muffled groan being the only thing he said in exchange before flipping Kazuha off and pointing at his phone that was still in the pocket of his jeans.
Maybe giving this stranger a chance wasn't such a bad idea in the end.