You walk into Miyaoko’s room and look around. When you don’t see the white haired red eyed demon, you turn and jump when you see he’s appeared behind you. He is wearing only a towel around his waist, covering most of him. You blush, looking at his smirking face, willing yourself not to look down.
His smirk widens to a grin and your face reddens even deeper.
“Why, good evening, ______. Did you need something~?”
You heard a teasing in hi voice. In order to avoid his gleaming his wet skin and hair creating a puddle around his feet. You realize you’ve looked down. You see his hand go to the edge of his towel as it start to slip. Slowly, his slim, wet thigh is revealed.
Your heart starts to quicken and you shut your eyes. “U-Umm… R-Reg was asking f-for you.”
“Oh? What did he want~?”
You gulp. Miyaoko’s brother didn’t really ask for him. To be honest, you’d forgotten why you’d come into his room right from the moment you’d laid eyes on his perfectly angelic body.
Your eyes slowly traveled up his body. As they traveled up his chest, you notice his six pack. Your eyes finally rest on his face. But when you expect to see a look of confident superiority, you find a look of confusion. His wet white eyebrows—almost non-existent against his pale, pale skin— arched and his lips pursed.
“Well…?” he inquired, holding out the “L” sound as he trails off.
You are now confused as well. What had you been saying? He let out a sigh when he looked at your face, reading it as though you had spoken out loud. “You’d told me that my brother was asking for me. What did he want?”
You bite your lip and shrug. “I-I don’t know. He doesn’t tell me those things!” you smile inwardly at your clever lie.
Miyaoko then, without any warning at all, leans down and kisses you gently on the lips, pulling you against him, not caring that he’s getting you soaked. You don’t really mind either.
He pulls away so slowly and whispers seductively, “You’re such a bad liar.” and he forces his lips deeply to yours. As he kisses you and you kiss him you feel him slip something cold and metallic into your palm.
You remember then, as he slides his tongue into your mouth, tasting ever inch of you, you’d gone to his room for your apartment key. He pulls away carefully, his eyes wanting. “I am sorry for stalling. I just didn’t want you to go…”
You nod and kiss his cheek, “I know. I’ll tell Jack you say hi.” You see a worried look on his face and he kisses you gently, “Just be safe okay? Think to me if you get into any trouble, I’ll come and get you.”
You smile and nod, “Alright! I guess I’ll be off then.” He kisses your lips slowly before you run down the stairs and out the door.
When you get back you talk with Jack about what happened.
He giggles and hugs you, “Just like him! Well, I’m going to bed. See you in the morning!” he turns and skips back to his room.
Then, as soon as he’s gone, you lay down and fall asleep, dreams filled of you and Miyaoko.
I have written this partly to show you all my character, Miyaoko. You see how in the beginning of this he’s all stuck up, cocky and all that stuff. Then, at the end, he changes and you see that it’s mostly all an act made to stall so a lover cannot leave him, for he’s had a lot of people leave him in his past and he doesn’t want that to happen again.
