“Merry Christmas, Sei-chan!” She wraps her arms around his torso tightly and leans in to press a kiss to his cheek before looking up mischievously. “Oops, looks like there’s mistletoe,” she hums. “I’m sure the emperor knows how to deliver appropriately, hm?” She leans in, lips nearing his.

Akashi smirks at her attempt to be coy. “Seems someone’s being naughty,” he says, hand trailing to the back of her head. His lips press to hers, hungry and dominate. “Think I’ll put that large satin ribbon to better use,” he assesses, tugging her towards the bedroom.

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