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Kaito didn't know what he had done wrong with his life choices, but somehow he was right now sleeping next to Kudo Shinichi.
Kudo. Fricking. Shinichi.
Or, at least he was supposed to be asleep. Right, he probably would be, if it wasn't for a certain detective clinging to him like an octopus.
And it totally didn't help that he had a crush on the particular detective. And that, might have caused, an unwanted, uh, rather physical problem for him.
Kaito breathed in and out, sweat beads running down his temple. How did he get in this situation, again?
Right. He had gone to a bar after a bad day, and as a cherry on the top, just as sucky heist, he had just held. How depressing, he was Kaitou Kid! He was supposed to be capable of miracles, right?
And of course, a certain detective had come to the same bar as well, after attending the heist. He almost thought the detective had deduced his identity and followed him, but apparently Ran and Sonoko were with him too. Phew, he had thought.
Until the stupidly good-looking great detective came to sit next to him a half hour later, girls long gone somewhere.
"Well, you look depressed", Shinichi called out to him. "Wanna spit it out on a stranger? I'm alone anyway", he laughed.
Kaito gulped, almost choked on his spit, and had to pretend he had just been swallowing his drink. What?
His first interaction as Kuroba Kaito with Kudo Shinichi. A chance.
Dont fuck this up dont fuck this up dont fuck this up.
And so he had just stared the detective for ten seconds straight, all wide eyes. And oh, maybe he should talk too? No. Talking was overrated. Oh, but people didn't really understand each other without some kind of communication. Crap, Kudo started looking puzzled. He might leave. No, wait! He opened his mouth.
"Okay", was what he got out after probably 20 long seconds since Kudo asked him, and it did not sound like his own voice. He totally just hadn't let that that girly, quiet yet squeakish noise out, no it was not him. He wasn't sure if his face was slightly red or not so he turned away, letting the detective keep sitting next to him.
He had no memory of his babbling to the detective, since he had been downing alcohol somewhat since Kudo came to him. Apparently at some point he had realized the last train had long gone by, and probably had complained about that to the detective, since he partly remembered being in Kudo's car and Kudo talking about something that Ekoda is too far away. And now, he was somewhat sobered up and in the Kudo manor, in the same bed with the great detective.
Wow, his day could make a bestseller novel at this point. Not to mention, Kudo basically just picked up a stranger and now slept with him. And Kaito found that, excluding his painful arousal, he didn't actually mind that much. Great, now he was developing a stockholm syndrome as well, this novel would need a part two. How would the plot develop next, there'd surely be some fan theories, maybe even fanfic-
No wait, that's not what he was supposed to be thinking! (His dick thought otherwise, unfortunately.) He shuddered. Right. The story would end just as soon as the detective would let go of him, and he could escape, go home, and forget the whole thing for eternity after a cold shower, goddammit!
Escaping the detective's hold, however, was easier said than done. Oh, he smelled good by the way, and he wasn't wearing a shirt-
Stop. He cursed his thoughts. But he absolutely couldn't stop thinking about the hot body clinging to him...
Okay, fuck it, he thought, and tried to squirm out...
...Kudo's hold tightened around him, and he slipped a leg between Kaito's.
Shit, he cursed, almost aloud, his own heartbeat ringing in his head. He started feeling light-headed, his consciousness ready to fly out of the nearest window. Was the temperature in this room too much or was it just him? Kudo's quiet huffs of air tingled at his sweat-drenched temple and he wanted to die. He had to get away before the detective woke up and called him disgusting after getting a boner at a stranger. Oh good God. What had Kudo been thinking even, surely there was other beds in the house, it was so damn big anyway- oh yeah he had to escape.
Kaito tried to slowly pry off the hands around his back. At first it seemed to work, but at once they hugged him back again, all limbs tightening around Kaito, and his leg brushed against Kaito's painfully hard dick-
And oh no, he totally didn't let some embarrassing girly noise out of mouth again, no, fuck he did, didn't he. He clasped his hands against his mouth, but it was too late. Surely Kudo would wake after something like that. Kaito closed his eyes tightly, holding his hands against his mouth tighter, and wanted to disappear, oh god, he so wanted to disappear.
But, nothing happened. Kaito barely registered it, he was so close to fainting away. Oh how nice that would be, he wouldn't need to deal with this hell! At some point he had started sobbing, huh. Maybe he should just try to sleep while thinking of something like, ugh, Hakuba. That would surely chase his arousal away, yeah let's do that. He didn't even have the time to start, when he felt Kudo's hand moving up to pet his hair, another hand pulling Kaito's face to his chest. He froze.
"Had a really bad day, huh?" Kudo asked while petting his hair.
Kaito felt the tears blur his vision completely. He could only produce cries broken up by occasional hiccups. No, no, no this wasn't the time to break up. It wasn't like the world was ending, Kudo had only just woken up and realized Kaito was there and felt his boner and seen him cry and hug him and-
Wait. Kudo hadn't pushed him away?
"Shh, I'm here", the detective shushed, petting his hair even more delicately.
Kudo hadn't pushed him away, he thought.
That was all he needed to know, and Kaito hugged the detective back, sobbing against his already wet chest. He couldn't care anymore.
They spent a while like that, until Kaito calmed down, Shinichi wiping the last of his tears away with a handkerchief. Kaito didn't want to look at the detective. How could a thief, Kaitou Kid, show his vulnerabilities in front of people, a detective nonetheless! He wanted to cry (again). However, it seemed like the detective was intent on staring him until the the end of the day.
"What is it?" Kaito snapped, finally meeting the other boy's eyes. Shinichi just giggled (which was super cute and Kaito's stomach did a few flips at that).
"I didn't know Kaitou Kid had such a cute side to him", he smirked.
"I- What?! I'm not, c-c-cute!" Kaito sputtered, warmth flooding onto his cheeks.
"Hm? So you're not going to deny you're Kaitou Kid, huh?"
"No! I mean, YES! I'm just a random guy not related to- ah!" The leg between Kaito's shifted deliciously.
Shinichi pressed harder. "Ahn- what are you- a- doing!" Just when Kaito thought he would have softened enough to leave unawkwardly-!
"I was pressing X to doubt."
"Eh?"
And with that, Kudo sealed his lips together with Kaito's, earning a cute yelp, and Kaito absolutely couldn't push him away, melting into the kiss. He thought this would only happen in a dream- was this one? Kaito moaned into the detective's mouth when Shinichi palmed him through his underwear.
"Someone is eager", the detective breathed when he parted, licking his lips.
Kaito was so flushed, it started to send little sparks onto the tips of his ears. He was a mess.
"Th-That's, your fault", he panted. Christ, his dick was so hard, the tip almost peeked out of his boxers. This no more was a dream.
"Then I shall assist you with it, Kaito", he smiled.
"H-How do you know my na-" He clasped his hands onto his mouth. "N-Nothing. Forget that."
"You told me, Kuroba Kaito, didn't you? You also told me how depressed you were about not getting to talk with your detective crush at a heist today? And how you daydream of him doing things like this to you?"
Kaito went limp under the detective. He had told him? All that? Crush on detective... things like this?
He knows.
He gradually went from red to red as a tomato, looked shyly away as if to escape, after which he covered his face with shaking hands.
"...pid me..." he mumbled.
"Stupid? There's nothing stupid about this!" Kudou blushed. Kaito was confused.
It probably wasn't the best moment to yank Kaito's underwear down, but Shinichi did it anyways.
"E-Eh?!" Kaito squeaked, eyes wide.
"...I wouldn't be here if I didn't feel the same way..."
Kudo looked at him, eyes glimmering with hope and lust, and there go Kaito's insides, doing backflips, while his other body parts waited when they would melt together with the bed, any second now.
Kaito whimpered when the detective grabbed delicately his bare cock and gave it a few pulls.
"W-Wait... was that b-before on purpose?" Kaito breathed out.
"Yep! You were anyway in good spirits the whole time since the car trip, so I deduced it was welcome!" He beamed.
"C-Car..." Kaito looked away, embarrassed again.
"You're so cute. Can I suck you off?" Kudo asked, poker-faced.
"Wha-"
Next second Kudo was already licking the tip of the thief's dick, waiting for an answer. Kaito felt as though he was levitating, out of body experience? Maybe this was a dream after all.
"D-D-Do what, e-ever..." He said, hiding his face with an arm. "Ah-"
A few sucks, and Kaito was gone. He was a panting mess by now, Kudo admired that from the viewpoint of Kaito's crotch. The detective did look hot with cum dripping from his mouth, with that smirk, and wait that was HIS cum wasn't it-
He whined at the thought. Shinichi just smiled his smug smile and started smearing the cum around Kaito's genitalia further. He looked like he was pondering over something.
"Can I... you know... go further?" He finally asked.
Kaito was speechless. Kudo was asking if he could fuck him. Maybe his heart would just slip out out his mouth and not bother him anymore with the constant ba-dumping, yeah that sounded nice.
"O-Ok..." Kaito managed with that squeakish, girly voice. He was a puddle. A puddle for Shinichi to smear and splutter wherever he wanted.
Kudo smirked sexily, seemingly proud of himself, threw Kaito's underwear somewhere out of sight and continued to rub around Kaito's hole, not yet entering though.
"Ah- aa- a- S-Shinichi..."
The finger slipped in at the unexpected name drop.
"Ahn- wa- there's- ah!"
"Good boi."
Two fingers, jabbing up to his prostate. Kaito didn't know how much more he would be able to take.
Shinichi crooked them, again and again, making Kaito spill even sweeter and sweeter whimpers out of his mouth.
Three. Shinichi scissored around, Kaito gasping and writhing under him.
"Fuck. I'm a my limit, you're so hot", Shinichi panted, slipping the fingers out, a whine following the gesture. Kudo pried open his fly and next second, he was prodding himself against Kaito.
OhGodohfuckhe'sgonnaohmyGodshitfucknowayohno, Kaito thought. His hair was tousled, sticky with sweat, and his heart, still racing in his chest, was at it's limit. His member once again stood proud, neverminding the release before. Kaito blushed vividly. He was so vulnerable like this, so helpless. And there was Shinichi, having utter control over him. And he started pushing in.
"Aa- oh, ah..." Kaito moaned. Shinichi was scretching him to another universe, snugged up perfectly against his prostate when he was fully seated. And Kaito had almost come, again, just from Shinichi entering- fuck, it was so big, it turned him on-
"Y-You're twitching like crazy inside, I can't-" Shinichi pulled out, only to slam back in. Kaito saw stars, and he moaned, eyes wide at the sound he just made.
Thrust.
"Ah-"
Thrust.
"Ahh-"
Thrust.
"Ahngh, ahhhh, Shinichiii!"
"Kaito", Shinichi panted, speeding up his thrusts, they were both close. Kaito whimpered, moaned, convulsed around him, and Gods-
The plain image of Kaito writhing under him from the power of his orgasm, face flushed, a puddle, a mess- it was enough to send him over the edge, spilling his essence deep inside Kaito. Kaito sobbed incoherently something about Shinichi inside him, and Gods, Shinichi didn't want to leave from inside Kaito, snuggling his dick up to the hilt and wrapping his arms securely around Kaito. Kaito whined and hugged back, never seemingly wanting to leave this position either.
"That was amazing", Shinichi said, and for a second Kaito still thought he was dreaming.
"I- I... l-love you..." Kaito whispered, hugging tighter to hide his burning face in the detective's shoulder.
Kudo blinked, but a warm, soft expression soon overcame his face.
"I love you too, Kaito."