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It was their leisure time.

Gakushuu and Karma, tired out from their recent study session, decided to watch a movie. They had cuddled up on the couch, and Gakuhou had seen them and decided he would rather sit in his study and work instead of being disturbed by their arguments and badly muffled laughter.

Gakushuu had managed to lighten up her strict regime of total control in high school, and lightened up even more when she started dating Karma.

It was still a surprise to find her openly leaning on Karma and watching a relaxing movie. Well, the movie wasn't relaxing, something about a storm and a sinking ship.

Gakushuu didn't particularly care. She instead, focused on the small circles Karma was drawing against the sliver of skin between her shorts and her top. She sighed, leaning in closer to the warmth that was Karma, and let him pull her between his legs. Letting her curl up against his chest and relax to his heartbeat.

Karma had suggested the movie, but Gakushuu found herself in a rare mood where she just wanted to be close to Karma instead of quarreling about something inane again.

Not that that wasn't fun. But it just felt more peaceful to just stay by her boyfriend. Karma curled his hands over her body, his hands lightly rubbing her arm.

The movie progressed and she felt Karma bend closer to her ear.

"Aren't you thinking about doing something naughty right now?" Karma said teasingly, his voice soft.

Gakushuu raised her head to look up at him bleary eyed. She had been feeling so warm and cozy that she had honesty dozed off for a while. Karma looked a little startled at the sight of her sleepily resting her head back against his chest.

Gakushuu pressed her hand on top of his chest, feeling the steady beating of his heart speed up. She couldn't help the slight smirk. Even if she was sleepy, she wouldn't be an Asano if she wasn't taking advantage of someone showing such blatant weakness to her.

"Oh?" She asked, her voice slightly husky. She arched her back, raising her head to rest on his shoulders and her lips near his jaw. Her hands creeped up from the other side to find his shoulder.

"Was there something you were hoping for, Karma?" She blew out warm breath over his neck. Karma's hand reached her head and then he smushed her face against his shoulder.

"Stop talking and just rest. I'll put you to bed if you fall asleep," Karma grumbled under his breath with a sigh.

Gakuhou had already witnessed him carrying her sleeping self to bed so many times that even Gakushuu had lost all but the slightest feelings of embarrassment at the state her boyfriend and father seemed to end up in.

Gakushuu pouted, but settled down. Then she shifted. Karma let out a soft sigh.

Gakushuu was basically a femme fatale in every meaning of the word, but when it came to Karma, she acted like a needy cat. She'd scratch at him for attention and claw at his face when he bit back.

And just as he was thinking that, Gakushuu bit his shoulder. She nibbled at his skin, giving it tiny licks before going back to sucking it and creating the world's ugliest hickey there.

Karma bit her ear in retaliation, and she let go with a huff. Then she wriggled again. Karma wasn't sure whether he should laugh or not.

Perhaps the only one hornier than Karma was Gakushuu.

He wrapped his arms around her, and trapped her in position. Then he put his chin on her shoulder, and continued to watch the movie. Her shoulders slumped slightly as she gave in to his insistence and went back to watching the movie, this time far more awake.

Then Karma pressed his lips behind her ear. A slight brush of lips that slowly slid down. He placed a kiss at the junction of her neck and shoulder, then decided that it wasn't enough and mouthed the place.

Gakushuu let out a gasp, tilting her head and letting the curtain of hair fall on the other side.

Karma continued to plant kisses and suck hickey around her neck, going up near her ear to bite at it teasingly before going back down to her shoulder. He slid his fingers along her shoulders, reaching a bra strap, and sliding it off.

"Oops," he whispered into her ear and she bit her lip, her eyes falling shut.

He slid off the other strap and then felt his way down her sides, lingering quite obviously at the loosened bra that still stayed over her breasts.

Then Karma's hand, quite naturally, slipped inside her shorts and her gut clenched as he traced her insides delicately before pulling it out to show it to her.

Gakushuu swallowed. Karma's fingers were positively drenched. His fingers glistened with the light from the screen and he separated his fingers to show her even better how much she couldn't help crave for him.

She flushed red.

It was humiliating, but it was also the way he teased her. They liked each other, and she would even go as far as to say they loved each other.

But it would never not be slightly humiliating to see how much she liked to be touched by her greatest rival. But it was exactly for that reason that she liked him even more.

Karma would grind her face into the mud, put his feet on her head and make her stay there until she accepted her loss.

She whined in her throat and Karma let out a breathless laugh. It was 50/50 whether he was in the mood to make her taste herself or if he wanted to taste her.

Instead of picking either of the options though, he slipped his hand under her top and pulled her bra down. And then he wiped his fingers on her already hard nipples.

"Oh wow, that's pretty hard, huh?" Karma whispered in her ear, laughter in his voice. He pinched the nipple to emphasize what he meant.

"Don't delude yourself," she breathed out relatively normally, "It's not-Ah!"

She couldn't help the startled scream that left her mouth when Karma tightened his fingers, pinching her nipple painfully. She trembled, her body and mind going hot with pain and pleasure.

"St-stop," she choked out, tears filling her eyes at the sharp pain. She turned and buried her face in Karma's neck, her chest heaving at the rush of sensations she just went through. He let go.

"Shhh," Karma whispered soothingly into her ear. He lightly brushed against her painfully sensitive nipple and she shuddered, her lips falling open and her body clenched, holding off the white hot sensation that tried to overwhelm her.

"It's okay, it's okay," Karma whispered, but his fingers cruelly kept tracing around her nipple soothingly.

"Suck it," Gakushuu told him, her voice tight. She put her hand behind Karma's neck demandingly. Karma's eyes practically sparkled at the command.

Gakushuu shivered, feeling the heat at her back shift away. But then, Karma's hands were warm on her sides, pushing up against the shirt and throwing it off. She didn't even care about the caretaker in their house or her father. She didn't even think about them. She just reached desperately for Karma.

Then Karma pressed his mouth on her sensitized nipple, licking it gently before blowing. Then, he pressed it between his teeth, pulling it slightly before he shot a glance at Gakushuu.

Her face had turned red, her gasps and moans muffled by a cushion and he went back to bestowing his attention on her breast.

She loved to hear her own voice almost as much as Karma did. He didn't think it would be long before she removed the pillow herself.

Neither of them pitied the other man in the house. Not only had her father been exposed to much of their unfortunate exploits in his house, but he was almost used to their antics.

Gakuhou had no one to blame for it but himself. He created a repressed, narcissistic, femme fatale daughter who fell for the most shameless guy in existence.

Karma spared a few moments to navigate his hands down her pants again before he smirked.

Gakushuu, on the other hand, felt like she was dying. Or maybe she actually was dying.

There had to be a limit to the amount of pain and pleasure she could take, right? Because Karma played with the line, strung her up on it and made her forget which side she was supposed to prefer.

She had always been slightly twisted, in a way. It was the absolute lack of consideration that Karma displayed for her, that first brought him to her notice. It wasn't something that was based on gender or anything shallow like that.

Karma just gave the same amount of consideration someone gave him, back to the person. Some people he treated delicately, even if not with words, but with his actions. The people he fought were always people who wanted to fight.

Gakushuu liked that.

She liked that Karma didn't pull his punches with her, just like she didn't with him. She liked the first time they both went home with bruises, because their fight was just that fierce. She liked that he kicked her ass and that she kicked his.

She liked a lot of things about him.

She liked that he was shameless, that he did what he wanted, where he wanted. She liked that he didn't hesitate when he made up his mind. That nothing could stop him from making up his mind about something.

She liked the way he kissed her the first time, like they were fighting each other, but this time on a different battlefield. She liked that he didn't even hesitated in holding her down the moment he realized she liked it.

She liked the way he liked her- both her rare soft times and the times she fought tooth and nail.

She liked Karma.

And of course, she liked that he didn't mind the first time she pressed him up in the middle of the school hallway and made out with him until her father walked away.

Or the way, he pushed her up against her door and made out with her until she was moaning, in retaliation.

Or even when he put so many hickeys on her that she gave up trying to hide it.

She liked that he gave her both pain and pleasure.

She bit against the cushion, the dry cloth inside her mouth to stifle her sounds as Karma continued to torture her.

She liked it, but sometimes she also hated it.

Her poor nipples were far too easy to torture, she had found. She would have to put on a nipple cover the next day unless she wanted to let it brush harshly against her bra.

She wouldn't put it against Karma to try something in school to put her in a tough position.

And with Karma continuing to bite and pull at her already sensitive nipple, she could only hold on to his shoulders and take it.

And she could. She could.

Even as the pleasure crept up her spine, made her mind go blank and white hot at the same time, she held on, digging her nails into Karma's shoulders to keep herself sane.

It stung, it hurt, but he soothed it out with gentle kisses and cool air, licked it back into sensitivity and then he bit her with his sharp teeth.

She screamed. It was painful, it was the pleasure that broke her brain. It hurt but it felt so so good.

Tears leaked out of her eyes and Karma finally granted her mercy, letting his fingers enter inside her and stroke her slowly.

She couldn't hear the words he said, but his voice sent a shudder down her spine.

Then he did something with his fingers. She felt a flicker of pleasure, a heat and she was falling into a mind numbing emptiness.

When she came back, her shorts hung from her knees and Karma had managed to slip down on his knees between hers.

He let her a good look at him, looking utterly debauched, before he opened her up with his hands and dove.

She screamed, her voice broke in the middle and she whimpered. Her legs drew up reflexively and Karma pressed her down.

Her legs tightened over his shoulders and couldn't help the spasms he sent through her with each breath he blew. Every innocent lick or mischievous bite had her feeling like she was about to fall off a cliff.

Karma's tongue always felt indecently long and after they started dating, he had taken advantage of every skill he had learnt to turn her into a mess.

Gakushuu had been the person who instead was relatively shyer in comparison, but not by much. As evidenced by her moaning and encouraging Karma as he ruined her in her father's house.

He curled his tongue just right and played with her like a game console, lingering just close enough to an orgasm so she could feel it but far enough that she couldn't reach it if she tried to get off by herself.

"My name," Karma whispered, pulling back as much as her legs would allow. His mouth was drenched but he licked his lips like he was tasting the last remnants of his favorite ice cream.

Gakushuu's face flushed in embarrassment. Something about calling his name always felt so intimate.

Specially when Karma looked at her like that, his eyes sunset warm and glowing with the heat of a slow devouring flame.

It felt like he was slowly switching on every single nerve in her body from a deep sleep. It made her feel heady, strong and alive.

There was nothing in the world that compared to him looking at her like that. She wouldn't hesitate to fulfill anything he asked when he looked at her like that.

"Karma," she breathed out.

Karma grinned and she blushed, almost automatically. Her heart beat got even faster and gosh, how did she find someone this pretty?

She was one lucky bitch.

Karma went back to devouring her and making her regret her life choices.

The heat in her chest and stomach bloomed simultaneously and under her breadth she murmured his name breathlessly.

"Karma Karma Karma."

When she looked at Karma, bleary eyed, for the second time that day. He laughed softly and kissed her cheek.

"Sleep," he told her, and she relaxed back into her warm bed, her hands curling around Karma's for a moment before releasing.

Karma pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead and covered her with the duvet.

Gakushuu drifted off before Karma's lips left her forehead.