[What good subordinates Mukuro has, and he can't help but be moved by the way they both look up to him. For direction, for pleasure, for release. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he could do whatever he wanted to them and they would still vie for him. It was as heady as physical pleasure, but Mukuro wasn't one to be satisfied by having just one thing he wanted.
Instead, he reached out to still Chikusa's fingers, gently encircling the other boy's wrist with a gloved hand. Then, shooting Ken a small, sly look, he leaned across him to kiss Chikusa softly and thoroughly.]
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Instead, he reached out to still Chikusa's fingers, gently encircling the other boy's wrist with a gloved hand. Then, shooting Ken a small, sly look, he leaned across him to kiss Chikusa softly and thoroughly.]