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    "It's a pleasure to spend time in your presence, miss Y/N...~ Kukuku~" The ultimate anthropologist said as he walked you down the hallway. His cheeks lifted and you could quite easily guess that he was smiling behind that mask he always wore. He was holding onto your elbow lightly in his bandaged hand, which was unusual for him, however, this close interaction wasn't something you were going to reject.

     "The pleasure is all mine. Thank you for inviting me to spend the day," You smiled bashfully up at the taller male, and he replied with a polite nod. You had to admit, you were delighted to be the one he had chosen to spend his day with, especially considering the affection you held for this boy. While you didn't expect it to be returned, knowing his strange and evasive nature, you were simply glad to be close to him while you could.

     You followed him into the dormitories, and he lead you up towards his door, quickly unlocking it and stepping aside for you to enter. You looked around and admired his room, while he stepped in behind you and locked the door - though you didn't pay as much attention to that as you should've, you fostered a completely unwarranted and perhaps naïve trust in this boy.

      As you had expected, Korekiyo had managed to style his room in coordinating dark colours, giving a moody feel to the room. Everything seemed as regal as he did, with a dark edge, though it was a welcoming, warm dark, rather than the cutting feel that certain other's rooms would more than likely have.

      Korekiyo moved towards a small kettle and set of cups, starting to make you a cup of tea, and you sat comfortably on his couch, letting yourself lounge comfortably in the plush cushions, the whole couch had been covered by a dark sheet, which could've been black - or perhaps a particularly dark green?

      "So, was there anything in particular you had in mind to talk about?" You asked, accepting his gracious offer of tea as he brought the small china cup over to you. You took a small sip as he sat himself next to you - no tea for him - and you placed your cup on the small coffee table in front of you.

      "Simply having company from such a beautiful human is enough to content me..." He murmured sensually - you assumed more to himself - as he closed his eyes and took a moment of what seemed to be mere contemplation.

     "Th-Thank you..." You felt your cheeks growing slightly hot. Despite knowing his nature and understanding that it was more of a compliment for the human race in general, you still felt flattered that he was happy simply having you there.

     "Would you like to know about my religion?" He asked after a moment. His stunning amber eyes were open wide once more, staring at you so fixatedly, in a way that made you shuffle as more heat poured through your body.

     "I-I thought you didn't have a religion.." You mumbled shyly as he seemed to have shuffled himself closer - or perhaps you simply hadn't noticed he was so close in the first place - you couldn't tell. Something about the way you felt his hip pressing against yours, and how his arm rested along the back of the couch behind you but not quite around you, made you feel hot and shy.

     "I didn't, but why don't you take your clothes off so I can show you how I really worship," He said, and your entire face flushed red as you though about how smooth he was. You had no doubt that if he wasn't so creepy he would be able to sweet talk anyone he wanted into bed. You certainly thought so.

     His bandaged fingers were reaching to the collar of the button up shirt you wore, pushing it away from your neck, and loosening the top few buttons until he could push it down over one shoulder, revealing your smooth skin to his eyes, the strap of you F/C bra peaking out.

      You shuddered lightly as you felt his fingertips grazing your exposed skin, and you ever so slowly reached up to the mask he wore. As your fingers curled into the top of it, his hands retracted from your skin, only to grab a hold of your own hands, holding them tightly in place.

     "You know... I don't remove this for just anyone... If I allow you to go through with it, I'm afraid I'm going to have to keep you, Y/N..." He hummed in his sensual voice. "Do you understand me, Y/N?"

     You didn't really, but the possibilities were running wild in your mind, and you couldn't say you really minded any of them, so you nodded enthusiastically. He let his hands slide down to hold your wrists loosely, and he chuckled quietly. "You really don't...~"

      You didn't bat an eyelid that he had caught you out, only curling your fingers under the mask, and slowly lowering it down and letting it rest around his neck with no more interruptions on his part. You eyed the shining red colour of his lips - lipstick? Somehow, the thought wasn't one that was totally repulsive. This was why he was hiding his face? You were almost a little jealous of how well he wore the lipstick, when a sudden desire coursed through you.

     "Are you alright, Y/N?" A mischievous smile curling on his now exposed lips was clearly visible.

      "I..." You mumbled, almost hypnotised by the unorthodox attractiveness of this boy. "I want to see that lipstick smeared across your face..."

    You mumbled before you thoughtlessly grabbed a handful of his dark hair, pulled his lips down towards yours, engaging him in a bruising kiss. There was no such thing as taking it slow as his lips worked almost desperately against yours, his own hand reaching to tangle tightly into your hair.

     With a quick jerk, he had your head tilted back, neck arched, and you gasped out as his lips kissed roughly down your neck, stopping at the bottom in the hollow of your throat, before he licked right the way up to your jaw line and let out a gasping moan and shiver.

      His hat had been knocked off, landing on the floor as you initiated the kiss, and his free hand now made quick work of undoing the rest of the buttons on your shirt, releasing your hair and pulling back from your neck to quickly push your shirt off both shoulders, tossing it to the floor.

      He quickly grabbed you and lifted on thigh over his lip to allow you to straddle him as he began to kiss and lick over all of the skin revealed to him, peppering your chest with affection you had never before experienced, his fingers sensually caressing any skin from the waist down. It really did feel like he was worshipping you, and your breath was coming in short, fast gasps.

      Your hands fumbled for his jacket, making light work of the buttons, and he pulled back to lift his necklace away and you hastily shoved the jacket off of him. You stood from him and kicked off your shoes as he also stood, lifting off his undershirt in the process. There was no denying where this was heading now. Not that you had any objections.

     He kicked off his own boots and you simply admired his exposed, pearly skin, and the way his dark locks of hair contrasted with the sheer paleness as he removed his mask completely, gliding past you and dropping it delicately onto his bedside table. He turned back towards you, those amber eyes catching you in a trap, and it was like the wind had been knocked out of you as he stalked back towards you. You admired everything about him, the slight sway of his body as he sashayed closer, the mischievous glint in his golden eyes, and the damn lipstick, now smeared up across the side of his mouth.

     His hands found your thighs, lifting you up, only to drop you again, onto your back, and you felt the cool, dark sheets underneath you. In the dull lighting, he still managed to cast a shadow over you as he smirked down at you, reaching to tuck some of your hair behind your ear which had obstructed his perfect view of your face.

     "Now, Y/N..." He hummed sensually. "Expose yourself to me, show me your beauty.~"

      If anyone else had said this to you, you would've been horribly embarrassed and would more than likely give them a hard shove, however, this was Korekiyo. You couldn't help but be lulled by his seductive voice and alluring gaze. He coerced you in unidentifiable ways, and despite the red tinting your cheeks, you felt hot all over, and propped yourself up to unclip your bra and throw it quickly to the side. You awkwardly shuffled out of your (jeans/shorts/skirt/whatever), and were about to remove your panties, before he stopped you momentarily.

     "Patience," He whispered, bringing his body to hover unbelievably close to your, his face so close, lips within touching distance of yours, but seemingly so out of reach. This boy was unbelievably tempting, and so distracting that you almost missed the movement of his arm, but from the corner of your vision you saw a flash of red.

     "What's that...?" You asked, though you knew perfectly well what it was, and what he planned to use it for. Seeing the bundle of red rope in his hand sent a shiver of excitement down your spine, and more heat began to pool at your core.

     Korekiyo gave you no reply as he simply began to slowly unwind the red rope, sitting back on your hips lightly. He seemed to be in deep contemplation as he did so - you guessed from his expression - however, his face quickly pulled into a devious smirk as he gathered your wrists together and lifted then above your head, beginning to wrap the rope securely around them.

     You bit your lip and watched in anticipation as he expertly tied to the rope in a complicated knot, weaving between the bears of his headboard. Once he was finished and your wrists were tightly bound above you head, you gave a small tug on the rope and were almost shocked by how little give there was, you were barely able to budge the rope at all. Korekiyo let out a dark snicker and watched you in amusement.

      He leaned down and delicately kissed your lips, but when you tried to deepen it, he rejected you, and pulled away, beginning to kiss his way down your neck once again, going directly down the centre. His kisses kept getting lower and lower as his warm, now bandage free hands caressed your skin all over, rubbing and feeling every inch he could reach.

      His lips travelled down the valley between your breasts, fingers lightly toying with your nipples, the sensation making your back arch and you squirmed against you. His lips moved lower and lower, down your sternum, he dragged his fingers down your sides, his touch lighting your skin on fire.

     He reached right above your hips, gripping them tightly in his hands and giving them a gentle squeeze, kissing the over the bones on either side. You were flushed and squirmed in anticipation - he was drawing this out almost to the point of cruelty. You gave a harsh tug on the rope, but still, you barely moved, and somewhere deep down, it made you excited.

      He let out a dark chuckle as he pulled back enough to slip his fingers into the band of your F/C panties and slowly slide them down your leg, standing back from the bed to admire you in your full, naked glory. He let them dangle from his index finger for a moment before he dropped them to the floor, quickly dropping his own trousers and pushing his boxers down, revealing his arousal for you, and your face flushed brighter. You thought he would be big, but this was exceeding your expectations.

      He crawled back onto the bed and push your legs wide open, nestling himself between them, his tip just rubbing at your slit. He leaned his face close to yours so that you felt his hot breath raising Goosebumps on the skin of your neck.

      "If you wish to back out now, this is the only chance I will give you, Y/N... Do you wish to run away..?"

     "N-No..." You stuttered out despareatly, squirming your hips up against his, hoping for some reaction from him, but the feeling just made you whine.

     "Then I shall claim you completely," He hummed sensually as a serene smile graced his face, though with those mischievous, lust fuelled edges that told you he had no plans to go easy on you.

      He wasted no time in gripping your hips tightly and sitting back on his heels. He watched intently, eyes glued to where the two of you met as he steadily pushed himself deep into your heat, a pleasured groan leave not only his lips, you but let out a high whine, feeling the burning stretch - though it wasn't entirely unpleasant. It gave you a light feeling in your stomach, and you writhed desperately.

     Korekiyo seemed completely consumed as he watched in awe as he slid himself in and out of you, sat back on his heels, slowly pumping himself into your heat. His eyes flickered up as you began to let out quiet moans, and his amber eyes watched your face closely as you pulled lewd expressions and nuzzled your face back into the bed, cheek turning red under his intense stare.

      He gripped your jaw tightly and brought your face back up, so he could see you clearly, and he held you captive in his intense stare as his haps began to gather pace and his thrusting became harder, driving into you with more power and purpose - to reveal all of your beauty, and every incredible thing you could show him.

     Soon enough, he was pounding himself into you, releasing his own groans and moans, getting lost in the hot feeling of pleasure he found in you. He was chasing not only his release, but yours. The sounds you were making were music to his ears, and he wanted to watch you fall apart under his body, and drown in the pleasure he could provide you.

     Before long, and after a relentless pounding into his mattress, your sweet spots thoroughly abused, the pleasure enveloped you completely and you reached orgasm, leg shaking, back arching violently, clenching sporadically around him.

      Korekiyo released a low growl as he watched the erotic sight that excited him so much, and he reached his own peak, releasing himself inside you, the hot liquid shooting deep into in a way that made you squirm; overly sensitive from the rough session. You had a feeling he wasn't going to pull out so you silently thanked Iruma who had insisted you went on birth control.

      But still, even as you were both panting quietly and catching your breath, dizzy from your highs, Korekiyo did not pull out, simply breathing out a long, relieved sigh, before letting himself collapse on top of you - still sheathed inside of you - nor did he release your tight red bonds. He simply rested in the crook of your neck, lightly caressing the skin under his fingertips, and lazily kissing at your marked up neck.

     "Beautiful..."

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