Kiseki stroked Keyo's hair softly. A blush spread it's way across Kiseki's cheeks. "Well, I would never use you for that. Besides, what sick bastard would rape an innocent, cute kitsune like you? He would probably have a major guilty conscience." Kiseki moaned slightly and put a hand over his mouth. "W-what are you doin?" Kiseki took his hand away from his mouth. He snaked his fingers into Keyo's hair and pulled his head back. He leaned in and kissed Keyo's lips roughly. "Be careful. I might attack."