The Seduction of Kudou - 94-96
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kooriiFandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Pairing: KaiShin
Rating: Pg13-ish
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor/Romance
The day passed lazily, and Kaito spent most of it lounging around in a sort of sleepy serenity he hadn't felt for awhile. It might have been the drugs, but he liked to think that it was from knowing that Snake was safe behind bars, and would soon be tried for his crimes, including the death of his father.
His arm was a bit sore, even through the pain killers, but for the most part the soreness he felt was the kind that came from overworking his body. He couldn't say he regretted it, though.
The day had served as something of a learning experience once they'd managed to drag themselves out of bed. Watching Shinichi go about his day, had been a source of amusement. The fact that if he whined just right he could get Shinichi to pay attention to him was an added bonus.
Really, the only problem he'd encountered was that he kept getting bored, but that was easy enough to alleviate.
“Princess?” he called. Now, where had he gotten too?
Sighing heavily, Kaito forced himself to get up and went in search of Shinichi. It didn't take long to locate him in the library, though he stood on the second floor.
“Shinichi?”
“Hmm?”
“I'm bored.”
“Read a book.”
“Come and entertain me.”
Finally, Shinichi turned and peered down at him. “How?”
He thought about saying something lecherous, then changed his mind. “I've got several packs of cards.”
“If you try and con me into strip poker or something, you have to play Go Fish with me.”
“Geh! SHINICHI!”
After they'd worn out all the card games they could think of (except for Go Fish), Shinichi pulled out an old chess set and set it up. Kaito was amusing himself by using an erratic strategy that seemed to have no rhyme or reason, a fact that seemed to be driving Shinichi insane.
He couldn't help but ask, “How did you even find out about my fear?”
“At your birthday,” Shinichi replied promptly. “Your mother and Nakamori-chan cornered me before I left. They said it was an integral part in putting up with you.”
Kaito could feel his own mouth hanging open in surprise. “I feel so betrayed!”
Shinichi snorted. “It serves you right for calling me princess all the time.”
“No amount of those horrid things is going to make me stop that, Princess,” he crooned. Absently Kaito knocked his king over, despite the fact that he'd been winning the game, and sauntered around the table to perch himself in Shinichi's lap. Leaning in close he scraped his teeth over a spot on Shinichi's neck he knew would make him hiss. “Because you're my princess.”
“Stupid thief,” Shinichi muttered. But his hands were sliding up Kaito's back, so he didn't think he was objecting too much.
“Which reminds me,” Kaito murmured into Shinichi's shoulder, one hand absently tugging the collar of his shirt aside to give him access. “How did you even find their nest?”
Shinichi was quiet for a long moment, and Kaito wondered if he would have to explain, then finally he said, “I put a tracking device on you the same time you put your little listening device on me. It's how I knew you were here last night as well.”
Kaito jerked back in surprise, to be met by Shinichi's supremely smug look. “And I didn't even notice...”
“You were a little busy kissing me, and thinking I wasn't paying attention to what your hands were doing.” As if to demonstrate Shinichi pressed one of his hands against the base of Kaito's spine to bring him closer, while the other gripped his hip.
Laughing jovially at the fact that he'd been out smarted that time, Kaito let it go and focused on the kiss Shinichi was pulling him into.
Home, Kaito thought, was decidedly boring after having had Shinichi at his mercy for a day or so. Though, there wasn't anything quite like having his mother fuss over him and the gash the bullet had left on his arm. Still, no Shinichi... Oh well, he'd be seeing him again in a few hours.
Shinichi had told him in no uncertain terms that if he had to suffer Haibara, so did Kaito as it was mostly Kaito's fault. Kaito, of course, thought this was patently unfair, but apparently he didn't have a say in the matter.
He had just pulled his shirt off, intent on changing into something a bit more comfortable for the outing, when his door banged open.
“Kuroba-kun where have you–”
Kaito glanced over his shoulder at Hakuba, and quirked a brow. Apparently, the detective had been worried enough about him to forget his manners. “Tip,” he murmured. “It's polite to knock first.”
“What in the world happened to you?” Hakuba finally managed.
A slow grin spread across Kaito's face, knowing that Hakuba was taking in the marks, fading scratches and a few love bites, from his time with Shinichi, and he purred, “Oh, don't worry about it. He enjoyed it as much as I did.”
There was nothing better than to leave Hakuba gaping wordlessly and a shade of red Kaito hadn't even seen Shinichi achieve. Which, to be honest, was saying something because Shinichi could blush with the best of them when flustered right.
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Pairing: KaiShin
Rating: Pg13-ish
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor/Romance
Sore
words: 273
words: 273
The day passed lazily, and Kaito spent most of it lounging around in a sort of sleepy serenity he hadn't felt for awhile. It might have been the drugs, but he liked to think that it was from knowing that Snake was safe behind bars, and would soon be tried for his crimes, including the death of his father.
His arm was a bit sore, even through the pain killers, but for the most part the soreness he felt was the kind that came from overworking his body. He couldn't say he regretted it, though.
The day had served as something of a learning experience once they'd managed to drag themselves out of bed. Watching Shinichi go about his day, had been a source of amusement. The fact that if he whined just right he could get Shinichi to pay attention to him was an added bonus.
Really, the only problem he'd encountered was that he kept getting bored, but that was easy enough to alleviate.
“Princess?” he called. Now, where had he gotten too?
Sighing heavily, Kaito forced himself to get up and went in search of Shinichi. It didn't take long to locate him in the library, though he stood on the second floor.
“Shinichi?”
“Hmm?”
“I'm bored.”
“Read a book.”
“Come and entertain me.”
Finally, Shinichi turned and peered down at him. “How?”
He thought about saying something lecherous, then changed his mind. “I've got several packs of cards.”
“If you try and con me into strip poker or something, you have to play Go Fish with me.”
“Geh! SHINICHI!”
Hiss
words: 387
words: 387
After they'd worn out all the card games they could think of (except for Go Fish), Shinichi pulled out an old chess set and set it up. Kaito was amusing himself by using an erratic strategy that seemed to have no rhyme or reason, a fact that seemed to be driving Shinichi insane.
He couldn't help but ask, “How did you even find out about my fear?”
“At your birthday,” Shinichi replied promptly. “Your mother and Nakamori-chan cornered me before I left. They said it was an integral part in putting up with you.”
Kaito could feel his own mouth hanging open in surprise. “I feel so betrayed!”
Shinichi snorted. “It serves you right for calling me princess all the time.”
“No amount of those horrid things is going to make me stop that, Princess,” he crooned. Absently Kaito knocked his king over, despite the fact that he'd been winning the game, and sauntered around the table to perch himself in Shinichi's lap. Leaning in close he scraped his teeth over a spot on Shinichi's neck he knew would make him hiss. “Because you're my princess.”
“Stupid thief,” Shinichi muttered. But his hands were sliding up Kaito's back, so he didn't think he was objecting too much.
“Which reminds me,” Kaito murmured into Shinichi's shoulder, one hand absently tugging the collar of his shirt aside to give him access. “How did you even find their nest?”
Shinichi was quiet for a long moment, and Kaito wondered if he would have to explain, then finally he said, “I put a tracking device on you the same time you put your little listening device on me. It's how I knew you were here last night as well.”
Kaito jerked back in surprise, to be met by Shinichi's supremely smug look. “And I didn't even notice...”
“You were a little busy kissing me, and thinking I wasn't paying attention to what your hands were doing.” As if to demonstrate Shinichi pressed one of his hands against the base of Kaito's spine to bring him closer, while the other gripped his hip.
Laughing jovially at the fact that he'd been out smarted that time, Kaito let it go and focused on the kiss Shinichi was pulling him into.
Tip
words: 254
words: 254
Home, Kaito thought, was decidedly boring after having had Shinichi at his mercy for a day or so. Though, there wasn't anything quite like having his mother fuss over him and the gash the bullet had left on his arm. Still, no Shinichi... Oh well, he'd be seeing him again in a few hours.
Shinichi had told him in no uncertain terms that if he had to suffer Haibara, so did Kaito as it was mostly Kaito's fault. Kaito, of course, thought this was patently unfair, but apparently he didn't have a say in the matter.
He had just pulled his shirt off, intent on changing into something a bit more comfortable for the outing, when his door banged open.
“Kuroba-kun where have you–”
Kaito glanced over his shoulder at Hakuba, and quirked a brow. Apparently, the detective had been worried enough about him to forget his manners. “Tip,” he murmured. “It's polite to knock first.”
“What in the world happened to you?” Hakuba finally managed.
A slow grin spread across Kaito's face, knowing that Hakuba was taking in the marks, fading scratches and a few love bites, from his time with Shinichi, and he purred, “Oh, don't worry about it. He enjoyed it as much as I did.”
There was nothing better than to leave Hakuba gaping wordlessly and a shade of red Kaito hadn't even seen Shinichi achieve. Which, to be honest, was saying something because Shinichi could blush with the best of them when flustered right.
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