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Kid x Reader
Asymmetrical
You settled into bed, unaware of the danger lurking nearby. You were just about to turn off the lights when Kid jumped through the door, looking positively disgusted.
"They're all asymmetrical." He gasped, diving into your arms. You jumped.
"Kid. Who?" You asked, and he looked up at you, then a spot on your neck. You looked down- or tried to.
"All of them-- and now even you!" He shouted, and you sighed.
"What's wrong?" You asked, and he pointed to a red spot on your neck.
"Oh, yeah. I burned myself with my hair straightener." You said, laughing softly. He grimaced.
"It throws off your symmetry, I think I can fix it though." He said, and you immediately backed away.
"I'm not letting you burn me with my straightener again." You said, and Kid sighed.
"Well, there's three ways. The first two are painful, the third isn't." He said, and you sighed.
"Just- the third. The third one that apparently isn't painful." You said, expecting him to dive for your makeup kit. Instead, he dove forward, and latched his mouth onto the spot that was perfectly symmetrical to your burn. You yelped, and blushed. Unfortunately for you, that was a very sensitive spot.
"K-K-K-Kid!" You gasped out, and he pulled away, obviously annoyed.
"Yes, _______?" He asked, and you stuttered for a few seconds, blushing.
"That's just a really sensitive spot..." You mumbled, as Kid sighed.
"Say again?" He asked, and you heaved a heavy sigh.
"That's a really sensitive spot, ok?" You said, loudly. He blushed at first, then smirked, leaning forward and pinning you to the oh-so convenient wall behind you, licking the burned spot. You squirmed, and held back a mewl. Kid leaned forward more, and began sucking on the burned spot. You couldn't help it.
"H-hhaa..." You breathed out shakily. Kid smirked again, then switched to the other side. He nibbled it experimentally.
"Mm- ahhhh..." You moaned quietly, almost inaudibly. Kid smiled, before mashing his lips onto yours roughly. He held your wrists down by your side, and was straddling you You could see no escape... Although... Maybe you didn't want to escape. Here was Kid with his tongue half way down your throat. There weren't fireworks going off in your stomach, there were cannons.
And you kind of liked being overpowered like this. He flicked his tongue against your lips, ordering entrance. And who were you to refuse an order? His tongue pressed against yours, before exploring it's new territory. You moaned softly when his tongue rubbed against yours sensually. He smirked into the kiss, before tilting his head so he could kiss you at a better angle. You felt his tongue push against your aggressively. You responded, and surprisingly, you won dominance. You pushed your way into his cavern, and explored it. He tasted so good. You couldn't quite tell what it was he tasted like though. He growled slightly when your teeth clashed, and the accursed need for air drew the two of you apart. Your breath came out in gasps, and Kid caught your eye before he began attacking your neck again, nipping licking and sucking his way down to your collar bone, where he but down hard, leaving a love bite. He gave it a quick lick, then treated the other side of your neck to the same treatment, making sure to leave a perfectly symmetrical mark. He pulled away, satisfied with his work.
"______..." He said, his voice husky.
"Kid, I-"
"Love you." He finished,"Yeah, I love you too."
You felt the mark on your neck, before getting up, and shutting off the light. You climbed back into your bed, and Kid wrapped his arms around you. You smiled, thinking about the perfectly symmetrical marks. Soul was gonna get a kick out of that...
Asymmetrical
You settled into bed, unaware of the danger lurking nearby. You were just about to turn off the lights when Kid jumped through the door, looking positively disgusted.
"They're all asymmetrical." He gasped, diving into your arms. You jumped.
"Kid. Who?" You asked, and he looked up at you, then a spot on your neck. You looked down- or tried to.
"All of them-- and now even you!" He shouted, and you sighed.
"What's wrong?" You asked, and he pointed to a red spot on your neck.
"Oh, yeah. I burned myself with my hair straightener." You said, laughing softly. He grimaced.
"It throws off your symmetry, I think I can fix it though." He said, and you immediately backed away.
"I'm not letting you burn me with my straightener again." You said, and Kid sighed.
"Well, there's three ways. The first two are painful, the third isn't." He said, and you sighed.
"Just- the third. The third one that apparently isn't painful." You said, expecting him to dive for your makeup kit. Instead, he dove forward, and latched his mouth onto the spot that was perfectly symmetrical to your burn. You yelped, and blushed. Unfortunately for you, that was a very sensitive spot.
"K-K-K-Kid!" You gasped out, and he pulled away, obviously annoyed.
"Yes, _______?" He asked, and you stuttered for a few seconds, blushing.
"That's just a really sensitive spot..." You mumbled, as Kid sighed.
"Say again?" He asked, and you heaved a heavy sigh.
"That's a really sensitive spot, ok?" You said, loudly. He blushed at first, then smirked, leaning forward and pinning you to the oh-so convenient wall behind you, licking the burned spot. You squirmed, and held back a mewl. Kid leaned forward more, and began sucking on the burned spot. You couldn't help it.
"H-hhaa..." You breathed out shakily. Kid smirked again, then switched to the other side. He nibbled it experimentally.
"Mm- ahhhh..." You moaned quietly, almost inaudibly. Kid smiled, before mashing his lips onto yours roughly. He held your wrists down by your side, and was straddling you You could see no escape... Although... Maybe you didn't want to escape. Here was Kid with his tongue half way down your throat. There weren't fireworks going off in your stomach, there were cannons.
And you kind of liked being overpowered like this. He flicked his tongue against your lips, ordering entrance. And who were you to refuse an order? His tongue pressed against yours, before exploring it's new territory. You moaned softly when his tongue rubbed against yours sensually. He smirked into the kiss, before tilting his head so he could kiss you at a better angle. You felt his tongue push against your aggressively. You responded, and surprisingly, you won dominance. You pushed your way into his cavern, and explored it. He tasted so good. You couldn't quite tell what it was he tasted like though. He growled slightly when your teeth clashed, and the accursed need for air drew the two of you apart. Your breath came out in gasps, and Kid caught your eye before he began attacking your neck again, nipping licking and sucking his way down to your collar bone, where he but down hard, leaving a love bite. He gave it a quick lick, then treated the other side of your neck to the same treatment, making sure to leave a perfectly symmetrical mark. He pulled away, satisfied with his work.
"______..." He said, his voice husky.
"Kid, I-"
"Love you." He finished,"Yeah, I love you too."
You felt the mark on your neck, before getting up, and shutting off the light. You climbed back into your bed, and Kid wrapped his arms around you. You smiled, thinking about the perfectly symmetrical marks. Soul was gonna get a kick out of that...
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