Kuro’s fingers work like magic against his strained back muscles, pressing down hard in all the right spots. Not hard enough with his vampire strength, Mahiru thinks, as he pushes back against his hands in a silent request. Kuro’s thumbs press hard on the areas just below his shoulder blades, and it feels so good, almost to the point of being sensual. Mahiru clenches his hands into fists, and then relaxes them as he lets more shaky yet deep sighs.
“What…” the Eve starts, feeling his breath hitching when Kuro’s hands move to his lower back and knead the soft flesh there. “What happened to sleeping…Kuro?”
“I changed my mind. We can later.” Kuro whispers, and when the Servamp begins placing kisses sleepily along the back of his neck, Mahiru decides he doesn’t mind waiting to sleep. He doesn’t mind at all.
The noises Mahiru is making are somewhere between moans of pleasure and sighs of relief, resembling somewhat of a purring cat sound. The Eve cranes his neck, accepting more kisses along the back of his neck, especially as they grow more needy, and Mahiru’s sure they’ll leave marks, but right now, he doesn’t care. Kuro’s hands move more gently now, making sure to reach every strained spot as his hands move from Mahiru’s shoulders and all the way down his back. When he reaches the burnette’s sides, the teen yelps and jerks away, and Kuro responds almost immediately, removing his mouth from his neck and moving his hands away, slightly afraid that he might’ve done something wrong.
“Sorry, I’m just…uh…it’s sort of ticklish there…” Mahiru says as he turns around, and grins sheepishly, as he clutches his sides in some sort of defense.
“O-oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to…” Kuro starts, but he’s cut off when Mahiru turns around, and reaches forward, gently running his hands underneath his shirt, grazing the skin of his stomach. The expression on the Servamp’s blushing face shows that he is enjoying the feeling, until Mahiru’s hands move to his very sensitive sides. The bluenette reacts right away, shuddering suddenly and letting out the burst of childlike laughter that he tried, yet failed to hold back. The laugh is odd, yet contagious, and the happy sound echoes throughout the silent bedroom, and Mahiru can’t help but giggle as well. His Servamp falls onto his back, clutching the sheets with one hand, and weakly tries to push him away with the other, but his efforts are not helping him at the moment. His Eve is relentless, straddling the Servamp and tickling him until tears start to prickle in his red eyes, and his breath begins to come in short gasps and hiccups. He pushes the hand against his shoulder, harder this time. “Wait! Mahiru! Wait…stahahahap. Plehehehease!”
“Ticklish, aren’t you?” Mahiru giggles out, as his hands stop moving, and he gives Kuro a few moments to regain his composure. Soon enough, their laughter dies down comfortably, but their smiles remain, and Mahiru still has the smirk on his face.
“I…could say the same to you, right?” Kuro growls out, his breathing still slightly unsteady, and Mahiru finds he sort of likes the breathless quality of his voice. “How are we supposed to sleep now? I’m wide awake because of you.”
“Well…I Guess I gotta be the one to help you relax, then, right?” Mahiru says, as he down to pepper the pouting Servamp’s face with kisses. The Eve kisses his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and Kuro let out playful snickers through it, until he brings Mahiru closer to press their lips together softly before pulling apart. “Is that okay with you?”