𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 [ᴀ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀʙᴇᴅᴏ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ]

❈𝐓𝐄𝐍❈

Scaramouche flushed a deep red from the sudden movement, wriggling his wrists around slightly as he watched the other, a tingling sensation left from where the other had been kissing him and upon their lips connecting he closed his eyes tightly, whining quietly upon the contact being broken. He sat in mild shock, staring at them for a moment as he caught his 'breath', swallowing thickly before pulling the other back onto him, his hand pulling Albedo back onto him by the hips.
"Who said you could stop?" He spoke, furrowing his brows as he felt the heat in his cheeks rising. He felt so stupid- but he couldn't help but want more from the other, he wanted everything there was to give and he felt so stupid for it. His hands squeezed their love handles slightly, the weight of the other on top of him made him feel fuzzy and the lingering feeling of the others lips against his skin was driving him mad.
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Albedo stared down at him as he raised a brow curiously, shaking his head he held the other's face "my oh my, look at you, being a brat for me? Interesting.. what a strange side of you.." he sighed a little as he leaned in close. He would softly give the other another kiss, one being loving and warm as he slid his hands to hold onto their waist, only then pulling away as a tease "I don't think you'll get more than a kiss and my touch.." he furrowed his brows as he kissed their neck, biting into their skin and leaving marks as he got off of him and stood up, he fixed his clothes and looked down at the other smirking at the markings he had done on the other "have fun covering those up" he teased as he walked to the kitchen to grab something to drink
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His body shifted under their touch, melting into the kiss immediately, ignoring everything the other was saying as he felt his chest heaving- a horrid heat bubbling up in his chest as the other pulled away, his eyes watching them carefully, biting his lip softly as he felt the other bite into his skin, exhaling harshly as he held onto them tightly.
He watched the blonde remove themselves from him as a small whine of distaste escaped his throat before leaning his head back against the bedding. He furrowed his brows with a small huff as he watched the other carefully- he hated how he had been basically left on edge but there wasn't anything he could do about it but complain.
"Ass." He grumbled as he eventually sat himself up, fixing his hair as he tried to calm the burning reds against his cheeks, soon dusting himself off and straightening out his clothes.
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Albedo would grab two glasses of water as he walked over to the other, setting the one glass beside Scara as he took a seat "just admit it, you like me don't you?" he questioned as he took a drink. A smirk made its way onto his face as he glanced at him "I mean it's pretty obvious, with how you have been acting around me" he shrugged as he laid down. His hands folding over his stomach as he stared at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with the breaths he took each minute. He then sat up before hugging the other from behind, holding their waist he would kiss the mark on the back of their neck
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The Balladeer sat in silence as he felt the others arms around him, narrowing his eyes at their words and shifting slightly under their touch.
Honestly.. he didn't know.
If he did, he would have done something by now, right? This was all a ruse, right? He didn't actually like the guy, did he?.. surely not. He froze up at the feeling of the others lips against his skin once more, flushing a soft red as he bit the inside of his cheek, soon exhaling softly as he opened his mouth to speak.
"So what?" He asked, unconsciously leaning into their touch ever so slightly. He loved the attention he was getting, it was everything he had ever dreamt and he would do almost anything to keep it. "It's not like your weird obsession with me is much different.. apart from the whole.. murdering my workers for attention thing." He grumbled out as he looked at the blonde's hand, one of his own slowly moving to hold their own.
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Albedo would move his hand down to hold the other closer by the stomach, his hand moving under their shirt as his hands touched their skin. Chuckling he kissed their neck again before resting his chin onto their shoulder as he glanced at him "but does it look like I'm doing anything creepy or psychotic? I'm not harming you or anything, I'm just giving you affection like you requested.." he sighed as he went back to littering soft kisses along their jaws and neck. Squeezing their stomach he then lets go of him and held onto their waist "maybe I am getting myself wrong, perhaps you are just playing along with me to see what I do" he shrugged as he lets him go, soon leaving the others side he walked to a wall leaning against it with his arms crossed
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He flushed a deep red as he felt the other's hand travel across his body, only to furrow his brows from being let go. As he listened to their words he couldn't help but feel... guilty? Why did he feel guilty? Stupid question, really. Its true, he had been leading them on. However, that was only at the beginning, his ulterior motive of getting their affection was different somehow. He sat in silence for afew moment before turning his gaze to look at the other, studying them carefully before opening his mouth to speak.
"Perhaps I was." He admitted, trying his best not to look ashamed, a slightly distant look in his eyes as he spoke. He inhaled softly as he moved himself off of the bed, slowly standing up and approaching the blonde. He gently took hold of their face, his fingers tracing their jaw as he spoke once again. "I can't say I have the same motives as I did then, though.. Perhaps I had a change of heart." He spoke softly, inching closer to the other as he bit his lip, searching Albedo's eyes for anything that he could use to predict their movements.
"Maybe you're right. Perhaps I do hold some feelings for you. But I wouldn't know. They're something foreign to me. "
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Albedo would narrow his eyes at the other as he placed a hand on their waist, pulling them close to his body he smirked a bit. "Oh? So you do have feelings for me?" he chuckled as he cupped the harbingers face with one hand, his thumb rubbing against their bottom lip as he smirked slightly. Glancing into the others' eyes, he studied them closely. "Tell me.. what do you feel when you're around me, then describe them to me.." he softly said as he moved a hand away from the others' faces.
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The navy haired man pursed his lips and unconsciously leaned into their touch, his cheeks flushing a deep red from their sudden proximity of the two. He felt a tingle from where the others thumb was against his lip inhaling softly as he thought through the others' words, furrowing his brows as he let his thoughts run wild. His hand held onto their wrist softly as he let out a small, somewhat hesitant humm.
"Shut up.." he grumbled as he averted his gaze from the other, a sudden embarrassment washing over him the longer he stayed within their hold- and after a while of thinking, he finally had something to say. "I feel... disgustingly at peace." He admitted, biting the inside of his lip a shia gaze settled back upon the blonde in front of him, searching their eyes with his own, slightly lost and curious ones.
"Warm.. and.. like the emptiness in my chest has been filled" he spoke, his voice almost silent as he carefully moved his other hand to hold the arm that had been around his waist. He felt so.. weak for this man- which probably wasn't a good thing now that he thought about it.. but he couldn't care less. It's not like anyone but he and Albedo knew of their... strange relationships
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Albedo watched the other as a soft smile went onto his lips "I see, I think I know what the feeling is called.. it's called love" he would turn the others head toward him as he cupped his face with both hands. Observing their face and reactions he leaned in to kiss their lips, moving one of their hands around the others waist as he held him close. His touch was warm, gentle and loving as he kept him close. He felt his heart race against his chest as he pulled away a few seconds later for some air "you might be getting the love you so long fully deserve, the affection you truly desired after years.." he softly said as he kissed the others forehead
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Scaramouche flushed a deep red and cupped their cheeks, holding onto them closely, his fingers slipping through their hair as he melted into their touch- a slight disappointment washing over him as the other pulled away, his eyes watching them closely. His hands slowly slid to their shoulders upon feeling their lips upon his forehead, inhaling softly as he listened to the words they spoke carefully. Did he actually desire such affection without realising? Maybe he did.
"..I feel as if you're calling me out here." He grumbled as he squeezed their shoulders, letting out a gentle huff as his gaze travelled their features, moving himself closer to them once again. "But... it seems as if I can't even deny it" he spoke hesitantly before pressing his lips up against them once again, closing his eyes tightly as the reds that had previously painted his face came back but seemingly darker.
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Albedo would move the others hands from his shoulders before taking their wrists and pinning them to the wall roughly. Kissing him  back but deeper, he chuckled a bit into the kiss before parting "I think that should be all for now" he kissed their forehead before letting them go. Turning his back he walked to the bed picking up his coat and putting it back on "feel free to visit my room, if you need me darling" he smirked walking to the door before opening it "you should relax too, your face is red which makes it kinda cute"
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The harbinger felt himself tense as he made contact with the walls, furrowing his brows as he let out a small huff of air through his nose and upon the kiss being broken his eyes followed Albedo sharply, his chest heaving as he swallowed thickly, soon averting his eyes upon what the other said about visiting whenever he wanted. If he could, he wouldn't even let them be alone without him by their side.
"Right.." he let out, using his hand as a shield to hide the reds and pinks that would swirl across his cheeks. His pride was already dwindling and it was honestly shocking to him that such things would be able to break his confidence so easily. "I'll uh.. let you know" he spoke as he turned his gaze back to them, watching their hand open the door as he moved his body to sit back onto his bed. He ran a hand through his hair as he exhaled softly- he never knew just how easily... softened he was, and it brought a kind of feeling to him he couldn't quite describe.It wasn't annoyance, no. But it wasn't bashfulness  either. He just seemed so..conflicted. Maybe it's because it's Albedo who made him feel in such a way that made him feel as if it were more acceptable, he didn't quite know.
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Albedo would walk upstairs to his hotel room as he walked inside, shutting the door behind him he exhaled calmly. His face a dark red as he felt himself panic inside, he never knew he could act that way to the other before. He walked to his bed as he plopped down on the mattress, hiding his face into the pillow as he wanted to scream, archons he was in definitely in love with the other. He hugged the pillow close to his body as he looked outside the window, his brows furrowed as he sat up. He removed the boots and coat as he thought about his next move on the other, or if he should just leave him be for the time being. Shaking his head he walked to the bathroom and took down his hair as he brushed it out, tying it into a small braid
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Scaramouche shifted in his place on his bed, soon laying down and furrowing his brows. Archons. He felt so stupid. He simply didn't even know how to react to such simple touches- minor acts of affection. It had gotten him all worked up and for what? To be left alone with his thoughts.
He let out a flustered grumble as he began to remove his kimono, sitting up in the process and walking over to his dresser and taking out something for him to sleep in before swiftly changing and letting himself collapse back onto his bed. He began to mumble strings of flustered curses to himself as he worked his way under the covers, furrowing his brows as he buried his face into the bedding. He felt so childish, so... giddy about such a thing. So much so that it had annoyed him much more than he could ever seem to realise.
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