notallcatsaregood:

Send Σ(O_O；) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.

There may have been the briefest hint of surprise flashing through the thief’s eyes when hands that most certainly didn’t belong to himself reached for the zipper of his leather suit and pulled it down with a care that was all part of the blond. 

A quiet hum left his throat and then a small, pleased smirk quirked at the corners of his lips. Hands slid upwards, ghosting over the detective’s arms and shoulders and fingertips teasingly lightly brushing against the skin of his neck, before they settled in his hair, curling into the soft, light strands and gently tugging Hakuba closer.

“I wasn’t aware you wanted me out of my clothes again that badly,” Sylwen murmured playfully, breath ghosting over the detective’s lips. “Then again…”

One hand trailed downwards again to play with the buttons of the other male’s shirt and the thief leaned in that final inch, lips just barely brushing against lips. 

"I suppose the feeling is mutual~”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” the detective barked, though his voice was like that of a chided golden retriever’s – more of a ‘boof’ than an outright booming bark. 

Though he didn’t move away from the lips or the hands, he didn’t pay them any attention, either; furiously reaching his hands to run over bare shoulders under leather, onto his chest, then back behind him, searching.

Was it there? Was there anything? Hakuba leaned closer, looking over the thief’s neck, groping for anything out of place, but he found nothing. “God, I don’t know what I’m going to do with you… Don’t you know how dangerous it is to go against the Spider?"