When the other quickly parted from the kiss he was giving, Bel frowned; Fantastic, he’d done something wrong. Again.
“If Fran wants the Prince to do something then tell him what to do. The Prince will do it.” Arms moved to wrap around the teal male, his head dipped, teeth nipping at a blank space on the other’s neck; He continued the motion for a few moments until there was a dark mar on the illusionist’s neck.
“… The Prince upsets Fran, doesn’t he?” Bel had murmured the sentence against marked skin, optics lidding over, hues disappearing from view.
“Ah-!” Fran gasped quietly as he felt a warm breath tickling the skin of his neck. Huh? Was he starting to feel extra sensitive there, or was it just his imagination? Quivering fingers gripped Bel firmly, moaning softly against the prince’s strong shoulders after each nibble. He quietly murmured the blonde’s name as his eyes were shut tight in embarrassment.
After a while, teary eyes opened themselves at the question, the petite frame in Bel’s arms trembling. “He does.” The kouhai answered honestly without hesitation. “But I’m a huge disappointment to senpai as well, so I guess I deserve it.
(Source: lllussionist)
