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"Whaaaat!"
"Shhh..." Douman said, his ears reddening and his usual frown forming.
Suzaku gulped, trying not to feel embarrassed. "What did you say...?" he asked again to confirm if he had misheard.
"A kiss..." he repeated, embarrassed. "I've never kissed someone like that. I need your help verifying if the kisses are really... gentle..."
"Hahahaha.I didn't think Ashiya-dono would be worried about this," Suzaku laughed. "I think that's called puberty."
"You used to watch girls, so you have experience." Not to mention spying.
"II... Of course I do..." he smiled mischievously. However, something didn't add up. Douman stared into Suzaku's eyes, who was watching him with a serious expression, without mockery, and he didn't know how to interpret it. It was the first time the god had ever shown that look.
A slight shiver ran across his lips as Douman was about to say enough was enough. The god's lips were delicate, but something wasn't right. Although he could breathe, he suddenly felt Suzaku's hand gently caressing the back of his neck. The kiss was so tender. Just this once, Douman opened his eyes and looked at Suzaku, whose face was completely flushed and his eyes closed.
"You know, the little douman doesn't even have a clue what a 'kiss' is," his companion once remarked.
"Of course I know..." he replied, annoyed, as he watched the rookie onmyoji.
"Really? So you've already felt a girl's tongue playing with yours?" he asked... Douman had claimed he had. Now they're included in adult conversations and dating.
Suzaku gasps, amazed to feel something slippery on his lips, as if inviting him to open his mouth. And so he does, as he opens his mouth and feels it slide inside, tasting the other's saliva mixing with it.
He feels Douman squeeze his waist, as if he can't escape. Since when did this boy grow so tall? I can't breathe anymore. But Douman doesn't seem to notice. Why does he do it? Watching Suzaku respond to the kiss is a spectacle. The image of the god is seductive and captivating, with a slight... The blush on his cheeks. His closed eyes... They made him look vulnerable.
"Well, that's enough..." Suzaku mused, quickly pushing Douman away, flashing his signature mischievous smile. "If you need help, don't hesitate to call me..." he joked.
"I will..." Douman replied, breathing heavily and feeling his heart race.
Suzaku looked at him and said, "Then do it." As he spread his wings and began to flap, he added, "Next time, we'll meet again..." However, Suzaku never arrived.
Douman, frustrated, just grunted. "What a deceitful god..." he snorted, humming. "Next time, I'll make you pay for this..."
That day, Suzaku fell ill, perhaps from fever or guilt. A god inexperienced in love, something that should never have involved a human, let alone a kiss. But... he was punished for... being aroused by a kiss, something that only... Usually this happened to the sinners.
because Ashiya-dono, he accept... agree to kiss new. How did it come about, The onmyoji's lips, it was so passionate, if the other person gets married, That thought if douman gets married, Just thinking about it makes heart and head hurt.