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Hakuba swallowed when he saw the other smirk, and he wondered if he was going to be teased again. He arched when the head of his cock was rubbed and let out a soft whine, it did seem like he was going to. He was going to protest, but he moaned as he felt the other start to stroke him properly. His eyes went wide and he reached up to grip Kuroba’s suit jacket, even the slow grind of his hand feeling amazing.

This was different then when he did it with himself. Then he could only focus on how dirty he was getting, and the pain in his hands, but when Kuroba did it, it sent nothing but pleasure through his body. He felt like an exposed nerve, like with even the slightest touch he’d be pushed over the edge, and he found himself quickly reaching the point of orgasm. It was rather embarrassing really, but he was new to all this.

Hakuba didn’t hesitate with his kiss this time, though it still stayed just the press of lips, and he whined into it as his hips were held down. He wanted to buck, his hips thrusting up as much as the hand would allow. He tightened his grip on the suit jacket, moving an arm around the back of his neck to hold on better, scared that he’d fall if he let go.

Honestly, he was having fun. He probably shouldn’t be, considering Hakuba wouldn’t always be like this, but he was enjoying being able to touch, kiss, and pull these sounds out of the detective. Even though the thief had managed to pull himself back, he could feel a rush of possessiveness wanting to rise up, saying that Hakuba was his. His detective to play with, to stay with, to love. He’d all but forgotten that he was technically the pet right now, the bell largely being ignored by this time. Oh, he still had enough awareness to know how this had started happening, and that he shouldn’t go too far, else he’d be hurting the other later. But with even the persona that he fell back behind gradually starting to lose control, Kaito knew he really would need to finish this quickly.

Luckily, he also knew the other was close.

His hand picked up speed, maintaining a firm, but not harsh, pressure as it ran up and down the shaft, sliding his hand back up over the head to go down the entire length of his cock as he worked, still maintaining the hold on the the detective’s hips, though he did allow for some of the movement. Enough that Hakuba shouldn’t feel too held back, but kept back so that it wouldn’t throw off the pace of anything the thief was doing. And much as he liked his detective’s lips, he also wanted to hear the other. So he let his mouth trail down to put kisses on Hakuba’s neck, licking a few times on his way down, but not sucking at any point.

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Hakuba wanted Kuroba to stop teasing him.

He wanted his full hand around his erection, not just the two fingers brushing against him. He couldn’t take that, it was too much. He was starting to ache with the need to cum, and the light touched of his fingers just weren’t enough. His face flushed deeper, and it seemed he hadn’t conveyed himself enough for him to understand. He couldn’t ask it out loud, the thought to embarrassing, even when he was this far gone.

He swallowed, moving Kuroba’s wrist downward and pressing it against his erection and then reached down to curl his fingers around his hand, so Kuroba’s hand was wrapped around him. He hoped this got the message through loud and clear, he was already rather embarrassed at just doing this. It just felt so good. When he did it, all he could think about was how dirty his hands were, or going to get, and the pain from his sores and blisters rubbing against skin.

“P-Please, Kuroba-kun.”

…Oh…

He couldn’t help the slight blush that came up when the other had him take hold of his member, though it was more out of not realising what Hakuba had wanted than by the action itself. He had teased a bit after undoing the pants, but he’d had every intention of getting to actually helping the other soon afterwards. Really, that was why the wrist grab had confused him so much… He hadn’t been sure exactly what the other had been telling him to stop doing. It was almost as though they’d both been restricted in what they could say…

Eyes flicked down to his hand before going back to Hakuba’s face and he smirked.

…But he supposed he could make up for the miscommunication some.

The thief gave the head a few quick rubs with his thumb before slowly starting to pump, gradually picking up speed. And as he was working on that, he moved forward some and leaned in to take the detective’s lips again, other hand sliding down to put a firm hold on the other’s hip to keep some of Hakuba’s movement under control.

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Hakuba arched his back as Kuroba slipped more of his fingers into his mouth, breath cut of in a hitch, and then let out as a loud whine. He was not used to this at all, it was like his whole body was just one large erogenous zone and no matter where the other touched, it sent waves of pleasureable heat to his abdomin. All he could think of was Kuroba, Kuroba’s hands, his mouth, his tongue… he could think of nothing else, and for once; it was nice.

Hakuba cried out once again as the rubbing continued, hips bucking upwards, following by needy whines. He’d never been touched here before, and although they’d done something like this once before, the fact Kuroba was touching him himself, it made it different. His hand was warm and felt so good. He didn’t want him to stop, he wanted to feel more and more of this sensation.

His eyes went wide as he felt bare, warm fingers against the sensitive flesh of his erection. He let out a startled moan, not noticing the other had undid his pants. He felt like he was being teased, teased in a good way, but still teased. This all seemed like one big tease, like there should be more, needed to be more. He squirmed a little and grabbed at Kuroba’s wrist, head falling back against the couch.

“K-Kuroba-kun, p-please… I need…” He let out a soft whine, face flushing redder yet. “I want…” He swallowed, he didn’t know how to get the words out, how to speak something he didn’t even understand. “Please…”

The thief paused everything when the other grabbed his wrist, confused. If the wonderful sounds Hakuba had been making were anything to go by, he certainly liked what the brunet had been doing… And he was trying to ask for something… Had he done something wrong? He didn’t really think he had, since there was no admonition… but why the sudden hold? If the detective’s desire was making him so needy, shouldn’t he want him to continue? Or was there something else he wanted? Less? No, Hakuba was a bit far gone for him to be wanting less. More? There wasn’t a reason to grab the hand that was already at work in that case… Unless he just didn’t want him using his hand?

He turned back to stare at the other’s face, slowly slipping the fingers from his mouth and licked away any saliva that had trailed out onto his lips, giving the other a questioning hum. Regardless of how embarrassing it might be to voice what he wanted, that would have to be what the detective was going to do, if the thief was to know exactly what was desired.