He slowly closed the door , his smile growing , before than his look raised up untill to meet Hakuba’s look . During some seconds , he doesn’t moved , looking at him with a kind of pleasuring look .
Then , he finally decided to approach him , right letting the time to Hakuba to wait for him . And stopped in front of him , looking at him from head to feet again , before finally act .
With a quick move , he made him fall on the bed , as he doesn’t waiting any seconds for follow him . Keeping himself just above Hakuba , as their body was almost touching , he smiled again more .
“ Let’s the show begin ~ ” he whispered into his ear .
After this sentence , he deeply kissed him , doesn’t wainting any seconds for him to retake his breath .
Hakuba had expected a kiss; it was Kaitou KID after all, and that’s what Kaitous did. At least as far as he had observed by attending the heists, the Phantom Thief had often wriggled his way out of difficult situations by slathering some of that infamous charm of his on his fans. A kiss on the hand here, an innocent touch there. The occasional lip to lip contact, too; whatever he needed to do in order to escape, survive, and fight another day.
So, no. When Kaitou looked at him, the detective offered a small sort of smile. He’d readied himself to taste what many others potentially had (did it count if Kaitou wore a mask?), but he had not expected the full effect of the thief’s efforts.
Without warning, he found himself on his back, staring up at Kid with the faint expression of surprise. He barely had time to process what Kaitou’d even said (his mind kept stuttering over the potential implications of that well-worn phrase) before the kiss began. But it wasn’t long at all before he forgot to be concerned about that.