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Hakuba stilled as his hand was grabbed and he jerked it softly, a futile attempt to pull his hands back. He wasn’t wearing his gloves, because he was at home, all that was between his bare skin and KID’s was the other’s gloves. His grip was warm and unsettled Hakuba. He was a thief, he shouldn’t be getting worked up like this over him. He could feel some panic, though not for the reasons he would have liked, starting to fill his chest. He was too close, acting to familiar with him.

Hakuba sucked in a breath as the thief pushed himself up, and then closer to him. He pressed himself as far back against the couch as could and shivered when he felt the breath against his neck, tickling and tingling with warmth. He tried once again to pull his hand free, a bit harder this time as he placed a hand on the thief’s chest.

“I’m not in the mood for games.” His voice was becoming more breathless and his cheeks were now tinted pink.

The thief let out a small hum of amusement and glanced down at the palm pressing against his chest before pulling back slightly. Just enough that he could look the other in the eye. He felt the other trying to pull his hand back, but he didn’t let go, instead pinning it down beside the teen’s legs.

“Well, then, what might put you in the mood? Because I want to play…”

A thumb started to rub at the trapped hand as Kid shifted to rest on his knees and slowly lowered himself, placing his head in the detective’s lap. He tilted to the side just a bit, so that he could still watch the other.

“And it’s no fun to play alone.~”