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You’re sitting at your desk in your room in the VP, just checking mind numbing things on your computer. The night is slowly setting in and you’re just getting ready to wind down for the night when you hear a knock at your door.
“Yeah?!” You yell, too lazy to even check the intercom camera on your phone.
“It’s me. Can I come in?” Answers a gentle male voice with a light chinese accent.
“Come in!”
You push a button and the reinforced metal door slides open effortlessly. Behind it you see Iso. His purple eyes lighten when he sees you. His ear length black hair is still a bit damp from a recent shower, leaving dark wet spots on his black hoodie. He walks in and the door closes behind him.
“Do you need anything?” You ask.
“I- hm… “ He hesitates as he walks closer to you. “I… just wanted to see you.”
He is now towering close to you. You feel a slight blush crip up your ears.
“Oh. Uh… Well I’m here!” You’re a bit stunned. “Do you need me to do something in particular for you?”
He looks you in the eyes for a bit, looks away and then back at you. You can see he’s thinking. He lets out a low hesitating hum before kneeling next to you to sit on the floor. He finally speaks.
“Can I put my head on your lap?”
You’re taken aback. His ears are red but he’s still looking at you. His soft face is so close you finally notice he’s not wearing his usual bandaid on the cheek.
“Yes.” You answer softly.
He puts his head on your thigh and you can feel the humidity of his hair on your bare skin. It’s cold but soft. He puts a hand on your thigh and the other wraps around your calf. His touch makes your skin buzz with warmth. A bit flustered you still can’t resist putting a hand on his head, feeling the softness of his cheek and hair. He lets out a long breath and the hot air hits your skin. Heat crawls up your spin and starts to fog up your mind. He starts to caress your thigh softly.
“Iso..” Your voice is breathy.
He raises his head and looks at you like he just snapped out of a dream.
“Ah, 对不起! (Sorry!) I got carried away…” His face is red and he can barely look at you.
“It’s ok!” You answer promptly, slurring your words slightly. Your face is red as well.
You push away your desk chair and sink down on the floor in front of him. He looks at you, lavender eyes staring into yours. You could drown in those eyes.
He raises a hand tentatively towards you. When he sees you make no opposition he touches your face tenderly. You lean into it and feel his thumb running along your cheek gently.
“Can I kiss you?” He dares timidly. His voice is smooth and sweet.
You nod, so flustered no words can escape your mouth. He leans in, giving you ample time to move away if you need. But you don’t want to. It's like you're pulled to him and when his lips touch yours, you feel a wave of warmth take over you entirely. His full lips are so soft it’s better than you could have imagined. You put your arms around him drawing him closer and can slowly feel his restraint slipping away. His arms wrap around you and he pulls you on his lap. You’re enveloped by the smell of sandalwood, incense and amber. It feels safe and cosy and yet desire starts to ramp up in your chest. You want more. Your hands move to his chest, broad and cushy and you open your mouth a bit, an invitation to deepen the kiss. He does eagerly. Sliding his tongue to yours in a warm intimate caress. The exchange is passionate and it's like you're both drunk from each other's taste. He breaks the kiss only to put his mouth on your neck. Kissing and nipping with envy he can barely contain.
“天啊... You’re even softer than I’d imagined…” he whispers in your neck sending a shiver through your body.