A/N: Well, well, well. It's like 3 AM where I live, and you know the drill. It's lemon time!

Also, absolutely feel free to check out the linked video. That was actually the inspiration for this! (I don't usually ever link to stuff, but I think I'll start doing so for lemons and such.)

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Gasp... gasp... pant...

A swell of breathy laughter, accompanied by a high-pitched moan.

The music from the room next door pulsed through the walls in time with the two huddled in the corner of the room, scrunched between the table and the wall.

A glass, half-full of see-through bubbly red liquid, sat on the desk, the only visible sign that they were in there from the door.

Skin slapped together, lewd squelching noises only making the air heavier with lust.

The girl threw one arm in the air as if she were riding a bull, gazing down at her companion with a goofy smile high on adreneline.

He shifted his hips, and a shock of pure ecstasy shot right through her. She shivered, briefly sticking out her tongue.

The thrill of the scandal, the high of the knowledge that what they were doing was against so many rules... it was absolutely intoxicating, and she needed more. She craved more.

She leaned down to capture his lips with hers, and that giggly, drunken feeling was back full-force. She laughed again as she pulled away, carelessly wrapping her arms around his neck.

The boy under her was staring up at her with adoring, half-lidded eyes. Her tousled (h/c) hair sticking to her sweaty skin, her face flushed red in the heat of their love, every ragged breath escaping her parted, rosy lips... She's an angel.

She kissed him hard, bouncing harder against his lap. The fabric of his slacks was a strange feeling on her bare thighs and his belt stung her every time she landed, but she barely felt it anymore.

With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride... the crooning voice of some American pop star echoed from the party, the sultry tones hypnotic even in the heavy air around them. You're toxic, I'm slipping under...

His touch was like some kind of aphrodisiac, his kiss a drug unlike any other. Every buck upwards was a thrill ride that numbed her brain. She couldn't think straight; the fog of lust between them seemed only more erotic, like something right out of a racy novel.

The girl of his dreams... it felt like he'd been sucked into a wonderful dream, but deep down he knew this was real. Every hitched breath, every bounce, every wanton groan. He was feeling it all, and yet he couldn't think clearly. His brain was fried, having already come a little bit before, but the slightest brush of her fingers sent electricity down his spine and into his cock.

"(y/n)," he whispered tenderly as her fingers brushed against his cheek.

With the taste of a poison paradise...

She giggled again, the sound sweet to his ears. The smile she gave him was undeniably sexy; the slightest curve of her lip over her pearly white teeth made him shudder. Her eyes were darkened, almost as if possessed.

She leaned over him, her breasts dangling in his face with her lips at his ear. Her hot breath made his skin tingle, even as she breathed his name. "Kazuichi..."

She bit into his shoulder only hard enough to break the skin, making him cry out. She swirled her tongue around the wound, the salty, metallic taste of blood making her moan.

The pain was ecstasy, even as the air stung the bleeding wound. He tried his best to focus on her, but the need to taste it for himself was almost too much.

She pulled away, licking the blood off of the corner of her lips. She glanced down at the spot where they were joined together and smiled, grinding herself against him. He shuddered again, both from the feeling and from the sight of her drinking in his blood.

He cupped her cheek and pulled her in for another passionate kiss, probing her lips with his tongue.

I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?

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A/N: Yaaaay, you get a slightly masochistic Souda! Now that's original! /s

Anyway, feel free to tell me what you thought, feel free to request, and I'll see you guys later.