While Manbun's crew and the enemy group glare daggers at each other, I get a good look at them. The one in front has slicked back, black hair matching a pair of obsidian black eyes. Those eyes look at the wounded leopard in frustration. Furrowing his sharp black eyebrows, he sneers at Manbun. The sneer causes his pearly white teeth to appear, which contrast his milk chocolate skin. His body shape is similar to Manbun, like a bow drawn taut. His well-defined arms firmly carry the leopard. The man is tightly wrapped in a black skinsuit that's cut off at the arms. The skinsuit stretches across his pecs and defined 6-pack. A thin belt can be seen on his thin waist and undefinable objects attached to his. Unconsciously moving my sight down, I realize some men are born to top. The bulge below his waist is very...*cough cough* prominent. Quickly moving my sight away from the elephant trunk, my eyes turn to the ikemen behind the born-to-be-seme.
The person behind him seems to be his subordinate. He had wavy, dark green hair tied in a messy, short ponytail. Dark purple, almost black eyes were covered by thick black browline glasses. This ikemen is, similarly, wearing a skinsuit but his is more dark purple than black and his... member is not nearly as impressive. Ah! But don't get me wrong, using my expansive knowledge of bl, I can confirm that it is above average. It's only when comparing it to these two opposing dudebros that it looks less imposing. Actually, the ikemen as a whole is on the leaner side, he still has visible muscles, but his limbs are lanky and he doesn't have wide shoulders like the other ikemen. Hmm...I don't know what it is, but he's giving me a "don't trust me vibes." Weird... he's definitely good-looking and he emits a radiant aura, but for some reason I feel like he's a wolf in sheeps clothing...imma nickname him Hypocrite-kun. Yep, that's his name now.
Hmm...looking at the two of them, they look pretty good together...ah, not the time.
After saving the leopard, a heavy atmosphere engulfs the room. ...it's like a standoff.
Manbun is glaring daggers infused with a mixture of bloodlust and killing intent at Kuro and Hypocrite-kun. The two new ikemen similarity look at Manbun and the group with resentment and slight disgust, though the green-haired hypocrite is showing an amiable smile as a front. The two invaders eye each person in the group, including me, but only for a nanosecond. I doubt anyone else noticed because of how quickly it was concealed, but I saw a hint of surprise in those eyes when they met with mine. I wonder why...
"Are we disregarding territorial rules now?" Manbun mockingly asks, bringing the two intruders attention back to him.
"He's just a young brat, you can't overlook this?" Looking at the words, it might sound like he's pleading with Manbun, but the prideful voice betrays expectations. He's not backing down, but he knows he has the disadvantage on his enemy's territory.
"Ha! And who's in charge of the brat? Do you let your soldiers run all over you now?" Manbun sneers.
Kuro's expression grows increasingly ferocious, trying to hold back his anger he states,"You're really asking for it y'know..." He hesitates before continuing,"...and it's about time I delivered."