Matched with a Disaster-Grade Esper

"To think I have to kiss someone without even knowing their eye color." Hexion sneered as he looked at the restrained man. He thought that even a disaster-class Esper wasn't anything special. "Ugh..." A dry and violent kiss disguised as guiding continued. Finally, violet irises were revealed beneath the pulled-down blindfold. Esper, Zero Nine, muttered without realizing it. "...Something feels, really good." "Since you opened your eyes with a kiss." Of course, it would feel good. Despite the slight sarcasm, Zero Nine asked with a somewhat dazed look. "...Did we kiss?" "We did. At someone's order." Lips torn and bloody, gaunt cheeks, pale skin, and ears flushed red. "Then, would yo...