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Yuder was dragged into the studio by his secret lover, Kishiar. A room that they had rented for their small band in the making. Bandmates who could enter at any moment.
But Kishiar couldn't care, and once his lips met another pair, soft and plump, Yuder couldn't care either.
Their lips dug into each other , piercings and teeth clashed in their passionate moment. Tongues slid wetly against each other. Hands groped up and down, each caress burning against already heated skin. Moans resounded in the air and lingered in each other's mouths. Consuming what they desired, both deepened the kiss, leaning further and further.
Kishiar's eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated on Yuder’s pleasure. Warm hands lingered on Yuder’s waist, just enough pressure not to tickle. Yuder’s own hands were gripping Kishiar's jaw tightly, always greedy when they embraced each other like so.
The heat of their breaths mingled, their tongues tied, lips swollen and shiny with shared saliva. Footsteps got louder.
‘ F ootsteps ?’
The door suddenly swung open. Yuder desperately pushed Kishiar before feeling a sharp pain in his lip and tongue.
Right.
They both had piercings. And now they were awkwardly stuck … in front of Enon.
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Enon, the bassist. Enon, the medicinal guy. Enon, the bigger brother.
Enon was many things, but he did not want to be a part of people's relationships. But here he was, standing in silence in front of the smitten, not-so-secret couple.
His little brother and that stupid blond.
Their lip and tongue piercings tangle d…
Enon just stood. So did Yuder and Kishiar. The only difference is that one group isn't blushing with wet lips.
Enon felt his eyebrow twitch before he closed the door behind him.
“W HAT WERE YOU THINKING, KISSING LIKE THAT WITH ALL THOSE PIERCINGS?! ” Enon shrieked at the two, before quieting down for the other people , they're in a public space after all. The silver-haired bassist stares at the two ; one looks very proud of himself, and the other, whose eyes are filled with the embarrassment of having someone walk in and then getting stuck with his lover.
Enon stared at Kishiar, barely even glancing at Yuder. Enon has always been a protective older brother, and Yuder cannot let his lover get beaten by Enon's unrelenting fury.
“D o you mind giving a helping hand? ” Kishiar slurred out, Yuder's lips and tongue moving in tandem with his.
Yuder's neck burned from the embarrassment. Kishiar was very content with teasing both him and his brother.
“...Kishiar,” Yuder muttered defiantly, slipping his eyes shut to hopefully hide from Enon's gaze. But Enon's gaze did not relent. His mouth was wide open in deep shock at having to see all this.
“ W ell, it seems that we are stuck, without any reflective surface to untangle ourselves, do we? ” Kishiar smiled even brighter when Yuder’s face hardened. “ Unless you want to kiss more to untangle ?”
“FINE! I'LL UNTANGLE YOU! JUST- JUST DON’T DO THAT IN FRONT OF ME!”
“R eally? How generous of you, ” Kishiar stared back at Enon with a mischievous glint in his crimson eyes.
Enon put his keyboard to the side and rolled up his sleeves as if he were constructing something. Yuder’s nape burned less but rekindled once more when Kishiar pressed his tongue against his when Enon was much closer.
“ I t's not too bad, just stay still and get it over with, ” Enon aggressively stated while gripping the slippery tongues between his fingers and sorting the tongues to their respective person.
Gripping his brother's tongue and the ball of Kishiar's tongue piercing, lightly yanking it as punishment for doing this to his brother to sort out their respective organs.
“. .. ” The silence was deafening. Silence, if it weren't for Kishiar's consistent teasing and prodding of his tongue. Yuder had never felt more open. His brother was glaring at the slippery appendages as if he held a personal grudge against them. Well, he probably does. At least to Kishiars, the stupid tongue that slips out of his grasp.
‘ I t's like he's trying to embarrass me and my brother! ’
Enon internally sobs as his brother gets tainted by this person.
“…”
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And they were finally done ; it just took a few more minutes.
“ I can't believe you two. ” Enon seethed as he washed his hands thoroughly. “ And don't think I'll let you off the hook, too , Yuder !”
“S orry… ” Yuder was at least ashamed of doing something inappropriate in a public setting where any of their bandmates could enter. Kishiar was smiling crescents, his eyelashes covering almost all of his eyes as he smiled happily.
“I promise that won't happen again, ” Kishiar said. It was a lie , of course, everyone in that room knew.
In the end, Enon looked as if he had a permanent scowl etched on his face.