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Royal Pair fanfiction part 2

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Our twisted life
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Ryo-chan why dont we go wash our hands before the food is served the prodigy inquired while caressing his partners torso. Ryoma blushed nodding. Here goes

Please excuse us for a minute or an hour maybe Fuji excused them to Atobe who seems to be getting suspicious by the second before stopping the two from going further.

Care to explain first?

No Ryoma blandly replied.

Ore-sama demands an explanation!

Yada

But the other still insisted, You have to tell me WHY just washing hands might take an hour?

Well. I have to make sure Ryo-chan is clean allthe way Syusuke stepped in with a genuine smile while emphasizing on the last three words as he readily hold on to Ryomas hands.

All the way? he asked infuriately, seeing how the other shows his possession to his beloved.

Yup. All the way. Fuji scornfully replied.

Atobe grew more irately and judging by his character, surely he cant hold up any longer DONT YOU DARE TOUCH MY RYOMA! he exclaimed.

Excuse me?

I said

You dont own me Ryomas eyebrows arched.

The hell I do!

You dont because I do now Atobe-kun Fuji teased, Now, please excuse me and my darling because we still have our own business to attend to.


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If you dont believe me, Ill make you! Atobe, without wasting any second, pushed Ryoma to his bed and locked his hands with his. Starting from the forehead, Atobe slowly kissed Ryoma until he met the others lips with his. Atobe had always been longing for this moment again, and as he slid his tongue asking for an entrance to Ryomas cavern, he at the same time tried to undress his beloved. Ryoma tried to resist but in the end he gave in and let the dominating tongue in and shared a breathless kiss just like what they have always did before. Enjoying the taste of Ryomas, Atobe then leisurely licked the neck of his partner down to his torso and nibbled anything he wanted. Ryoma moaned by the hand that suddenly caresses his hips. The time had seemed to stop around them, but just when everything seemed to be perfect a person abruptly intruded.

Atobe? Ryoma are you here?


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Royal Pair, Royal Pain
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