hh_mirror | The Water Warlocks (Open Chocolate Plot, whole school)

They'd raced through the dungeon, Kuronue taking the West end, Kurama the East, and by the time they met up again, every water pipe in the place was glowing a different color. Some were even alight with colors that didn't even exist, or sparkled and dripped in disconcerting ways.

"Excellent," Kurama grinned, shoving his wand back into its holster. "I wonder what'll happen once the sprinklers go on in the greenhouses."

There was a long pause of contemplation.

"I think you might wanna take a day or two off work," Kuronue said, catching a distant tinkle of glass as something in that general area broke. Or, broke free.

"D'you think we might not have planned this out too carefully?" Kurama asked.

Another long pause.

“Still, you know... No need to get tentacle raped or something.” Kuronue looked oddly pleased at the possibility of such happening however. Especially since he knew it was possible.

Well, it was Kurama.

_{((OOC - Kuro socking done with mun approval. Basic chocolate plot rules apply, all the water in the school is magicked, cursed, charmed, and so forth, all with different effects up to the mun. Have fun!))}

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"Yeah, it's Kuronue," he confirmed, voice softening a little. He smiled lightly and reached past Zack to push the broom back where it belonged.

Wrapping an arm around Zack's waist, he urged him away from the closet. "You been near water lately?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he reached for Zack's jaw with one hand lightly, tipped his head so he could look at his eyes.

"Yeah, just now," he managed a smile that was a little more genuine. "Figures, the first time I see you again and I can't see you. Just my luck, you know?"

Kuronue chuckled a little. "Your eyes are all cloudy and white. So...welcome to being blind," he said, smiling a little. "It'll wear off though. It's just a spell someone put in the water supply. It's kind of chaotic right now."

He paused for a moment, tilting his head. "Want to go somewhere where you're less prone to banging into things?" he asked, pressing a light little kiss to Zack's cheek.

"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea," he murmured. the kiss made him blush a little, happy more than embarrassed. "You didn't get hit by anything, did you?" Now worry got a fingerhold int his spine. If water had made him blind, what would it do to Kuro? Or Sephiroth? Or anyone?

"Ah, not yet. Though it will." Though because he let it, and not because he accidental came across it. Though he wasn't quite sure which pipe ran where. He'd be playing Russian Roulette with spells, and he'd thrown some rather nasty ones in there.

He lead Zack from the bathrooms down to the common room, and then from there into one of the bedrooms. This one was empty, as yet, but there was a bed and a desk. He set Zack down on the bed. "Were in one of the rooms nearby the bathroom," he explained, smiling a little at his blush. It was cute.

"Already this day is better than it was ten minutes ago," he said, trying for humor, but still blushing. Yeah, he'd sort of resolved things with Sephiroth, but that was going to take more than one really good fuck and an awkward doze. He knew better where he stood with Kuronue, for all having known him less than a day total, but still. He couldn't help blushing a little; he liked Kuronue.

He laughed a little, settled back on the bed comfortably, playing with his own hair. "Haven't been doing too well? This is surprising. You seem like the kind of guy that could take on the world."

"Well, ten minutes ago I was just dicking around with nothing to do," he evaded, grinning in what he hoped was the right direction. It was weird, he could hear things more clearly, for one thing. Feeling was another, he could literally tell where Kuronue was because he could feel the heat of a living body. Weird shit.

"There, you know, there's not a lot of work for a dead SOLDIER here. It's kinda hard to keep occupied."

"The constant holiday takes a bit of getting used to but you'll learn to make your own fun," he said, tugging at Zack's shirt to pull him down so he was closer. He paused, burried his face in his neck and sniffed delicately.

"You smell like that leather daddy with the hair," he said, tilting his head a little. Now that he thought about it, they did have the same symbol on the bracer...things, around their waist.

This time, his blush would have lit up a radar. "Y-yeah, Sephiroth. We... had some things we needed to work out." He tentatively put an arm around Kuronue's waist, trying to convince himself it was because he needed a little balance, and not just because he wanted to touch Kuronue.

He made a pleased sound and reached for Zack's face, stroked at his cheeks and neck lightly, trying to be encouraging. He quite liked Zack's attention. "How'd that go?" he asked, eyebrows rising, not that Zack could see them.

"Eh," he levered his hand from side to side. "It could have gone worse. It was mostly working out the physical. There's a lot of brain-weirdness that's gonna take a lot of going through." He smiled, turning his face into Kuronue's hands. Man, that felt good. "I'm probably not going to see him again for a while."

"You come to me if you ever need to talk," he said in complete honesty. "I think I'm rather qualified in complicated as all shit relationships by now." He chuckled a little and couldn't help but press a kiss to Zack's lips. He was so cute, even blind as he was.

"And, of course, for other things..."

"Gosh," Zack said, grinning around the kiss. "It sounds like you might have something specific in mind."

"Oh?" he said, letting Zack feel how his lips widened into a smile against his. He shifted to press a kiss to the scars on Zack's jaw. "Well, I don't know about you, but I enjoy your company."

"I really enjoy your company," Zack murmured, letting his hands take a little more liberty, excusing himself with that it would be easier to 'see' Kuronue if he could put his hands all over him. "Like really really." Kuronue, at least, wasn't bound to go into an apocalyptic rage with no provocation.

He giggled a little. "I'm glad," he said, shifting a little closer.

"Touch all you like," he encouraged, rather fascinated with the prospect of having a lover that could only hear, smell, taste and touch him. Blindfolds replicated the sensation, true, but were ultimately rather fallible.

The Water Warlocks (Open Chocolate Plot, whole school)

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