“Hold on a moment while I contact the Police.”
“Sure, I’ll wait for you to call. But I likely won’t be here by the time they arrive, tantei-han. Just wanted to ask you a question…”
She froze under the kiss, face flaring and eyes widening. What a tease. Oh, but he was such a cute tease!
”Did’ja really have t’ go through all those questions just t’ tell me I had permission t’ kiss ya again?” She muttered with a tiny smile.
Really, he’d just been gauging if she’d actually been interested in the idea, rather than only doing it because someone told her too. Sure, how she reacted told him plenty, but…
“Wasn’t it more fun that way?” the magician asked, falling back into the small game of exchanging questions.
He’s going to wiggle an answer out of her eventually, so she might as well give up. Shrugging her shoulders, she mumbled a very quiet ‘yes.’
Kaito grinned and leaned in to kiss her forehead before she could react.
“Well then, consider yourself having an open invitation.~”
”Would you be grossed out if I wasn’t doing it because it was a dare?” Answering questions with more questions. She’s only trying to save herself from more embarrassment, but it doesn’t seem to be working.
Hmm…
“Would you do it without a dare if I said no?”
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The thief moves to place a small kiss on the detective’s lips before shifting to place his forehead against the other’s and wrapping his arms lightly around Shinichi’s waist, smiling softly.
The press of KID’s cheek against his own pulled a content noise from the detective, even though he could tell the thief was teasing him a bit. He chose not to comment on the teasing though, especially because he was enjoying the touch against his back. Even pressed into a little.
“… Will you be gone in the morning?” he replied knowing that no matter what he’d say yes. Because even just one night with the thief was happiness.
“Not before I tell you I’m leaving.” A laugh. “If you don’t mind being woken up for that, of course.”
Kid paused before letting his head drop to the other’s shoulder completely, raising the palm of his hand up so that the slow rubbing turned into a gentle scratch as he held the other tight.
“So… is that a yes?”
Hakuba let out a soft breath as his back hit the couch, though it had been softly, and tightened his grip on Kuroba’s hair slightly. Though his mind protested, tried to tell him where this was leading, what that wopuld mean, he ignored it. He instead gave into the desires of his body, their aching need to be touched, held and loved. He hadn’t allowed anyone to love him like this since he was ten year old. He’d been lost, stumbling around in the desert and dying of thirst without even realizing it.
That was the worst part of all.
When Kuroba pulled back, Hakuba looked up at him with glazed eyes, squirming a little as his pants became much to tight for his liking. He ached, he ached with a need for release, something he normally dreaded and hated – it hurt with his hands as they were, and it was disgusting – but when Kuroba did it, it was different somehow. Like even though he knew it was dirty and had to take a shower after, and scrub himself clean, he enjoyed it.
He often had a hard time calming down afterwords.
He shivered as fingers traced his jaw and cheek, swallowing around the lump in his throat, wanting to ask for more, but to embarrassed to. He didn’t know how to say; touch me, make me feel good, without wanting to sink into the couch and die. He closed his eyes when lips met his forehead and let out a soft sigh, wanting more, to be touched and loved more, to indulge in his bodies desires just this once, to show Kuroba how he truly felt. That he had fallen for him, him and his thief-half. That he wanted nothing more then to be with him every hour, every minuet, every second of the day, to laugh and and just be.
He wanted to tell him that it didn’t matter that he was a detective, he longed to move past friendship and into something more.
He thoughts were cut off with a loud, startled moan as he felt Kuroba’s tongue on his fingers. He arched his back and whimpered as he took it into his mouth. His face flushed and his panting returned as he squirmed, his hardened cock straining against his dress pants, aching to be touched. And then finally, finally Kuroba touched him there and Hakuba let out a cry, eyes wide, hips bucking up against the finger. It was too much and yet not nearly enough, he wanted more, needed more.
“K-Kuroba-kun…” Hakuba’s voice was breathless and he stared at him with eyes glazed with lust and want. “P-Please…”
He’d been noticing how increasingly hot he was getting in the suit, and the sounds coming from Hakuba were making it much worse. And he felt a bit of surprise and satisfaction at the other’s response to the touch, not having expected the detective to have gotten this bad. Maybe it was because he wasn’t used to it….
Either way, a small part of the thief was beginning to feel proud at putting the other in his current state, the worry about how the other would react to all of this afterward being pushed away by the look in the Hakuba’s eyes, the want found both there and in his words.
Not a bad expression…
He had to hold back a smirk as he added a couple of more fingers with the one he was already working on and looked back down, starting to hum absently as he did. The other hand rubbed at the tight section of the detective’s pants a few more times before moving to undo the button and slowly pull down the zipper, teasing at what was underneath with small brushes of his fingers.
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She mumbled and shoved his shoulder lightly, “Quit lookin’ at me like that!”
Madison huffed and crossed her arms tightly over her chest before turning her head away from him. It would have been nice to leave the question hanging, but — either way — she was still going to remain embarrassed.
”Would ya care if I did it?”
Kaito chuckled a bit at the small push, but he did lean back. At the return question, he blinked again and scratched his cheek some.
“…Depends. Would you only be doing it because it was a dare?”
She continued to hide behind her hands, face growing redder. Her shoulders slid up, eyes turning away from the one teasing her.
”Not like ya would…” She argued, avoiding the question entirely.
A smirk.
“I wouldn’t? Are you sure about that? Because that wasn’t really an answer…”
And he was a few seconds away from actually voicing the dare, since she seemed to not want to give the answer and her reactions were cute.
patientxpetals replied to your post:She’s expecting him to vanish before she has the chance, which is half the reason why she grabs his face and pulls him in quickly enough to press her lips to his. Muah!
She was a little more open with her squeaking, hands moving to cover her lips. “A dare! Just a dare. That’s all.”
Now that he’d mostly recovered from the surprise of the kiss, Kaito couldn’t help but tease now.
“Oh?” He leaned in. “And what if I were to dare you to do it again?”
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