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The summer heat didn’t quite bother Mahito as he strolled along the spillway leading to his personal hideout. Just because he wasn’t sweating didn’t mean he wouldn’t rather be in the comfortable shade of his sewer. He had a few new humans in his pocket and some new tests in mind, so he was in a bit of a hurry, not paying too much attention to his surroundings.
Ducking into the large pipe built into the levee, he started the short walk to his hammock.
Mahito’s feet stopped several steps into the entrance however as he noticed two forms on the other side of the waterway. Pausing to get a better look, he studied them for a moment. It was obviously two humans, though they didn’t seem to have reached maturity. They also didn’t seem to be sorcerers, as neither of them had registered the powerful curse standing a few feet away from them.
Now that Mahito thought about it though, with how focused on each other they were, he doubted they would notice him if he did anything short of stabbing them. As he watched for longer he noticed they were attached at the mouth, kissing perhaps? He didn’t venture into romance too much but he had seen enough movies with kissing that he had an idea of what was going on. Though the movie kisses he had seen were nothing like the mass of panting flesh these two made of themselves.
He was curious, what was so fun about kissing like this that it led these teens to be so completely unaware of their surroundings? How could something entrance them both in such a way? Mahito filed his questions away for asking the others later. He doubted Jogo or Hanami would have any answers for him, but Geto, a human, might know a thing or two. Geto didn’t seem too interested in the flesh of other humans, Mahito thought to himself as he crossed the waterway over to the youths.
As he stood over their forms he realized he could take advantage of this. Holding out his hands toward them he used his ability, transfiguring their souls. Trying his best he twisted the two souls together, binding them together in an intricate mass. If they wanted to be so close to each other in life, maybe they could appreciate being stuck together in the state of near death that he was subjecting them to.
Shrinking the two souls together he picked them up from the sewer floor. They had turned two different colors when he shrunk them, the different colors bleeding into one another and swirling around like some morbid embrace. If Mahito had been a romantic he may have had some thought other than how interesting they looked like this.
Returning to his original goal of heading toward his hideout, he put the lump of lovers into his pocket. He’d show Geto later when asking him about kissing. Mahito was sure Geto would find appreciation in the twisted souls.
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Mahito wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he heard familiar footsteps approaching his hideout. He didn’t bother putting his book down yet, as the person approaching hadn’t said anything yet. It was strange how Geto always managed to make an appearance whenever he was thinking of asking the man something.
Peering over the side of the hammock, Mahito made eye contact with Geto, who was still on the other side of the waterway that ran through his hideout. Instead of walking around the water or walking through it, Mahito watched as Geto held out a hand and summoned a small fishlike curse above the surface of the water. Stepping onto it he glided across to the other side of the sewer and closer to Mahito.
“Why don’t you just walk like normal? Are you lazy?” Mahito asked pointedly, head now hanging entirely out of the hammock to regard Geto properly. He had noticed before that occasionally the curse user would use his ability randomly, for trivial things. Though he never used it publicly, it was like he wasn’t proud of his powers, or hiding something. Mahito didn’t understand humans.
Geto looked up, he didn’t seem annoyed at Mahito’s words, instead he looked like he had something interesting to share with the curse. Of course he was there for some specific reason, he usually didn’t venture down into the sewer without a pressing reason. Maybe that's why Mahito liked it down here so much, there were very rarely any humans around.
Mahito usually didn’t mind listening to whatever plan Geto would bring to him, but this was just the man he wanted to speak with. He knew if he let Geto speak first he likely would have no chance to bring up his question, or it would be pushed to after they finished whatever Geto wanted to do. Mahito knew he needed to act fast.
“I was waiting for you though! I saw something earlier and I wanted to ask you about it,” Mahito said, cutting Geto off as he opened his mouth to respond. Excitedly, Mahito jumped off of his hammock and landed in front of the curse user.
Geto raised his eyebrows at the sudden outburst from the curse, he was usually excitable but not usually at this level. He tilted his head, again not speaking and allowing the Mahito to continue without interruption as it seemed that was what he wanted. Though he usually only came down here for specific reasons, he hadn’t seen the curse in a few days and wanted to make sure he hadn’t gotten himself into any bad situations.
“The strangest thing happened earlier, Geto. Whenever I returned I found some humans near the entrance, I thought they were just sitting together but the closer I got to them it was obvious that they were kissing. That’s something I’ve seen humans do in movies but, they just kept going! How is sucking another human’s face so interesting?” Mahito rambled as he approached Geto.
As Mahito spoke, Geto thought to himself that this was just another way Mahito reminded him of a curious child. His mind was moving faster than his mouth would allow which led to all of his words coming out at once.
“If you know what kissing is, how is it surprising that humans would seek pleasure in one another?” Geto asked. He knew Mahito of all curses could understand the very human urge to look for the most pleasurable option. Or perhaps he just didn’t see kissing as something pleasurable? Geto hadn’t fully considered the sexual nature of the curse in front of him beyond appreciating him in a physical sense.
Though Mahito’s curiosity of humans could extend into other, less philosophical areas.
“Is it actually fun? I thought it was just a way that humans showed affection? Hey if it's fun you should show me!” Mahito said, putting himself into Geto’s personal space. Their chests touched as Mahito got as close as possible while speaking, excitement at a new human experience filling his body.
Geto just smirked down at the excitable curse for a moment. This was new, but not unwelcome.
Reaching up, Geto placed his hands on Mahito’s shoulders, pushing the curse back. For once, Mahito didn’t protest the movement and just went wherever Geto was guiding him. Geto walked them back until Mahito’s back was pressed up against the cool wall of the sewer, he then removed one hand and placed it on the wall, effectively caging the curse against it. Of course Mahito could get away if he wanted, but the excitement brewing inside him rooted his feet to the ground.
Without speaking Geto used his other hand to cup Mahito’s chin, tilting his head up so they were fully facing each other. Before Mahito knew it, their lips were connected in a soft kiss. Just like the ones he had seen in movies. It was warm, a surprisingly soft gesture that filled him with comfort.
The feeling didn’t last though, Geto quickly began moving his lips, kissing the curse more fervently. Mahito, unsure what to do but eager to please, tried to match his pace and movements. The rush of lips and soft movements made Mahito flush, heat filling him in a way he didn’t know how to express. It was as if Geto was undoing him with simple touches.
Despite the warmth, a shiver ran up Mahito’s spine at Geto’s hand drifting down to cradle his neck. The curse gasped in response, which was exactly what Geto had been wanting. He took this chance to move in deeper, slipping his tongue into Mahito’s mouth. The soft brush of their tongues together ignited even more heat inside of Mahito, it felt much better than Geto had described.
Mahito wanted to keep up with Geto though, even if he was new to this he still wanted more. His tongue followed Geto’s back into the human’s mouth, curiously prodding and caressing the other’s tongue. Mahito was distracted by all the new sensations that the surprise of Geto sucking on his tongue pulled a muffled moan out of the curse’s throat.
He pulled his head back, smacking it lightly against the wall. His face flush as he looked up at Geto through half lidded eyes.
“That is fun! Let’s play some more!” The curse exclaimed before pressing his lips once again to Geto’s. The human laughing into the kiss before returning to the soft brush of their lips.