Kaito waited tensely for Hakuba’s response… Fully expecting to see surprise on the detective’s face… except for the fact that he is currently blind.
I need this damn blindfold off…
Still, Kaito was not expecting the silence from the other man and became curious about the detective’s response… Until he felt the weight on the bed shift just slightly before Hakuba’s cool lips pressed upon his own softly. It was simply a gentle, brief kiss that made Kaito sigh lightly in satisfaction, his sudden desire appeased… a little. Though… It left him with the question of why the detective actually went with his request…With the blindfold finally removed, Kaito looked up to the face of a certain grinning detective. Hm… It’s been some time since I’ve last seen him… His eyes roved over the detective, his sharp eyes taking note of every fine detail in a second with a small smirk.
The same blond hair, brown eyes… Nothing much has changed, eh?
Unbidden, his gaze dropped to Hakuba’s lips and lingered… He watched as the lips that he had just kissed formed his name… and was hit with a fresh wave of desire to his gut. Sucking in a breath, he lost focus on the detective’s words and licked his lips as he stared at Hakuba, who reached over him to free his hands from the bonds.
A smirk forming at the moment the detective freed his bound hands, he roughly grabbed Hakuba’s shirt and pulled… Hard. Crushing their lips together, Kaito angled his head for a deeper kiss and held Hakuba still with one hand on the back of his head. With a quick maneuver, Kaito easily flipped them around and broke away, panting lightly as he looked down with at the detective beneath him with a wicked grin.
“That’s what I consider kissing, Hakuba-san…”
The deeper kiss had been unexpected, but not unwelcome. Hakuba stared at the other boy for the duration, wide-eyed, but didn’t resist. Not even when he was forced onto his back with an ‘oof!’ – wincing at first before laughing. Amused.
“Oh, I see. I hadn’t realized that you liked it rough, but I’ll be sure to keep that in mind for the future…”
Hakuba stayed as still as he could, watching him. He was confused as to why he would come as Kuroba Kaito instead of Kaitou Kid.. or why he would even be there in the first place. But he couldn’t deny that having been handled like that – the grasp of his shirt, the fingers in his hair – was something he’d thought about many times before. Having it actually come to pass… well, he was still catching his breath, casually as he could manage.
“Might I ask to what I owe the pleasure of your company at this odd hour…? Don’t tell me you’re finally going to confess to being Kaitou Kid, Kuroba-san.”