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Shinichi completely blamed Sonoko for his situation. He was doing what came here for, chasing the thief. When the first trap on the step reminded him of what Sonoko had said.
They were at the beginning of the heist and Sonoko was once more pinning. Shinichi looked at her side-eyed, “Why are you still making plans? Weren’t you just saying that you were going to stop trying to get with other people?”
“Yes, but this is different.”
“How?”
“Well” Sonoko turned away, hands cupping her cheeks blushing. Shinichi looked on in horror of what was about to come. “We… agreed… that if it was with KID it didn’t count.”
Against his better judgement Shinichi said, “What are you talking about?”
“Like, I love Makoto, he’s really great. But there’s just something about KID.” She sighed dreamily at his name. “I wouldn’t stop him if he wanted to take advantage of me after getting caught in one of his traps.” Sonoko squealed at the confession. Someone half away across the room tripped on nothing.
Shinichi looked at Sonoko like she was insane, blushing slightly. “Don’t look at me like that. I know you think about it too.” She accused, pointing at him. Shinichi sputtered at the accusation. Blush deepening. Sonoko visibly gave up then said, “Why am I talking about this with an emotionally repressed detective?” Throwing her hands in the air she walked away.
Distracted, he tripped on the last landing to the roof and fell face first into a glitter bomb glue trap. Now it looked like he had been crawling up the steps. Arms up to his elbows covered in pink glitter substance. A smaller part of the trap had sloshed down the step trapping his knees. Honestly, not the weirdest position to get trapped in at a KID heist. But after what Sonoko had said… Well it looked practically lewd.
It should not matter because Kaitou KID was ahead of him and there is no reason for him to back track. He would just wait until this dissolved. There was a rustling sound on the steps ahead of him. ‘No, it can’t be’ Shinichi thought horrified.
KID was going to check on him because, in line with his profile, he was actually a nice person who would be curious or worried when Shinichi, who was following him so closely, abruptly disappeared.
Shinichi craned his head around to see that Kaitou KID had reached the center of the next staircase and was leaning over the railing. He had an odd look on his face. Shinichi glared at him. Upon seeing his expression KID’s smile stretched across his face. “Meitantei, I didn’t know we had that kind of relationship. You should have told me.” KID teased because Shinichi is actually in hell. He could feel his face getting hot. KID had heard the odd conversion from before the heist. He was walking down the stairs. Why was he getting closer?
Then Shinichi heard the click of a camera lens. KID had just taken a picture. Because as Shinichi was saying, KID was actually the devil. And did not have a decent bone in his body.
“I tripped.” Shinichi said weakly about to explode in shame.
“I’m not sure the stairwell is the best choice for our first time.” KID continued, ignoring Shinichi’s excuse. He was standing in front of Shinichi now, one arm crossed over his chest. One hand on his cheek. Shinichi hid his face in the now dry glue and let out a strangled high pitched sound.
The air shifted around them. KID had gotten closer. A hand gently gripped Shinichi's chin guiding his head upward. Shinichi hated the way the touch electrified his skin. “You’re more docile tied up, Meitantei.” KID spoke his observation softly.
Half feral with embarrassment Shinichi bit KID’s wrist.
KID yelped in surprise and pain. He scurried a few steps back then said, “I stand corrected. I suppose that’s my cue to go.” He turned and walked up the steps. In a melodical voice he continued “We should have our tryst another day, Detective.” His laugh echoed down the stairwell.
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Shinichi found himself in another trap at a different heist. Was he getting clumsier? No, maybe KID was just upping his trap placement. He had been running through a hallway. Shinichi was forced to do a roll away from an honest to god swinging log that the gem owner put in the hallway. KID was actively causing people to put out medieval dungeon traps nowadays.
He had rolled directly into another classic KID glue trap. Green glitter this time, great. He was propped up by the wall, legs in the air. He looked over where KID had run to. KID had his phone out. Knowing him he probably got that whole sequence on video. Shinichi wanted to hide in his hands but couldn’t because they were glued to the floor.
“So, the medieval traps are new?” Shinichi said feigning as much nonchalance as he could half upside down glued to the wall. He heard a series of squeaking hiccups. Looking down the hall KID was laughing. He was actively muffling it with his gloved hand. It wasn’t the fake full bodied laugh he had when he was taunting. He was clutching at his ribs and doing his best not to make too much sound.
Shinichi watched in amazement as the usually unflappable Kaitou KID broke down into giggles, tears in his eyes. The absurdity of the situation got to him and Shinichi started to chuckle as well.
After their impromptu giggle fit the swinging log had gone still. KID walked over and crouched in front of Shinichi. “Is getting stuck in the glue traps going to be your new thing?” He said, poking Shinichi’s shoulder.
“Of course not.” Shinichi said, exasperated. He looked up and realized that KID was not looking at his face. Shinichi followed his line of sight and his shirt had fallen down. His entire mid rift was showing. KID's eyes were burning into him.
At this moment Shinichi was hit with the understanding that The Kaitou KID was attracted to him. Even as he was being an absolute doofus. Shinichi felt vastly under equipped to deal with this fact. Luckily, there was a commotion down the hallway and KID needed to vanish.
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It was amazing how being stuck upside down for hours put the world into perspective. Shinichi had no idea that KID was trying out a new recipe for glue and he had just so happened to tumble into one of the longer lasting ones.
Shinichi was stuck in a hallway trying to understand his emotions. Why not face the hard questions upside down? KID was at the very least attracted to him. Sonoko’s words echoed back to him like a curse. Did KID want to take advantage? Did Shinichi want him to? Was that even in the cards for them?
Shinichi stopped himself. The fact that those questions even crossed his mind means that the answer was yes.
Shinichi found himself blushing. He hadn’t even had a proper date with anyone really. Now he was honestly considering having sexual liaisons with an internationally wanted criminal.
He sighed, “You don’t do things by halves. Do you Shinichi?”
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Shinichi was staring apprehensive at the package at the door. He had received a text from his mom that simply read, “Try on what I sent or else. I know you’ll love it!”
Whatever it was she was expecting a full review to be sent back to her. Hopefully it was nothing weird.
He opened the box and was greeted with a small golden brown bottle. The label was incomprehensibly in French but he definitely recognized the word parfum. Hesitantly he sprayed it on his wrist. A warm cozy smell of chocolate and vanilla hit the air. There were hints of rose and something earthy. It was a rather nice smell. It made him kind of sleepy but that could be the early morning talking.
It wasn’t too sweet but it definitely was inappropriate for murder scenes and that was his everyday life. Maybe he’ll wear it at home. It was a rather cozy scent. He sent his mom a careful, “Thanks! I really like the scent.” Trying not to be too grateful and encourage her but needing to illustrate that it was a good choice.
Later that week the temperature had finally chilled out. It was a rare cold night during the summer. Shinichi broke out a comfy sweater and had on a comfy pair of pants. He used the perfume. It kind of made him hungry for chocolate chip cookies. Maybe he would make some, he had all night.
3 hours later he was eating homemade chocolate chip cookies and some were still cooling. Shinichi had just started to bag them up when the door bell rang. He wandered over to the door and opened it.
“Hakuba? What are you doing here?” Shinichi questioned as he opened the door and saw him.
“There was a minor oversight and I realized that no one told you that there was a heist tonight. I’m here to pick you up.” Hakuba said, glancing at his watch. He then sniffed the air then took in what Shinichi was wearing. “That’s if you're not busy of course.”
Shinichi looked down and realized that he vaguely looked like he was dressed nicely. The sweater was nice looking and his pants while comfy fit him very well. Combined with the homemade cookies it looked like he was about to be on a date.
He quickly zipped up the cookies and put them in his pocket. “Nope, not busy at all. Ready to go when you are.”
Hakuba was having an out of body experience. Kudo Shinichi was always a clean cut figure in his head. Kudo whose glare alone had murderers shaking in their boots. He had never seemed homely before.
But he was sitting there in the softest looking sweater he had ever seen, smelling of cookies, chocolate, and vanilla. He looked almost delicate.
Hakuba felt bad bringing this serene figure into the war zone that was a KID heist. As he was explaining the details Kudo’s eyes sharpened and Hakuba abruptly remembered that he had seen this man kick a soccer ball through solid concrete before.
It was an hour before the start and Shinichi knew something was wrong. The gem owner had requested that the heist not be publicized due to his poor health. This was the reason that Hakuba made sure that Shinichi was at the heist. Things always got dicey when the venue was not made public.
Shinichi stalked out of the main room. Where were all of the people that they hired? He had seen people being posted in this area yet no one was here. A hand covered his mouth and the world went dark.
He woke up about 5 minutes later tied up in a dark room. He knew 2 things. He was developing an immunity to common sleeping gases and KID had not been responsible for this. There was a scuffling sound nearby. Then a man's voice said, “You were responsible for the gem! Where is it?”
“I don’t know! I swear I had it!” Responded a different man.
Shinichi resisted the urge to sigh and give away that he was awake. They never learn, do they?
“Just get back to your post, we'll find it later.” The first man reasoned clearly unaware of KID's reputation for these types of things.
They both left the room. Shinichi took stock of his bindings. He was once more tied up at a KID heist his mind humorlessly supplied. His arms were behind his back tied all the way up to his elbows. There was no getting out of this easily. His legs had been tied together in different places. He had a towel tied around his head gaging him. He might be able to struggle into a sitting position.
After a couple of laborious minutes he was still laying down. His arms were too long for a sitting position. Shinichi despaired he was going to have to lay face down on this floor until after the heist at this rate. His arms and legs were starting to lose circulation. He shut his eyes and willed time to go faster.
Shinichi woke up to the sound of the heist starting and by the sound of it. A loud yell echoed through the hall. KID was very aware of their schemes. The sound of foot falls ran by the door. Then it was quiet. It appears this room was not even an escape location. He was going to have to wait for them to notice him missing and sweep the entire location for him. Wonderful.
Minutes ticked by. The door creaked open. “Meitantei~ I know you're in here~” A voice that was definitely KID called out.
Willing to have anyone find him at this point he gave a muffled yell. KID pushed the pile of boxes that were blocking him from view out of the way.
Looking behind the boxes, KID saw Shinichi. It might have been the sweater or the way his hair was not perfectly in place but it was like he had been painted with water color. His sharp edges were gone making the bindings stand out in sharp contrast.
KID delicately removed the gag that was on him. An odd amount of rage rose within him at the sight of the red mark on his cheek.
“Could you also untie me?” Shinichi asked innocently. “The ropes are starting to hurt.”
“Sure, Sure,” KID moved behind him. “Do you know why you were tied up?” KID asked conversationally.
“Not really, I assume it was because I got too close to them when they realized the real gem was missing.” Shinichi said. Testing his now free arms. It felt like 1000 ants were crawling through them. He was not excited for his legs to feel like this.
KID hummed noncommittally. Shinichi’s legs were also freed in short order. KID bounced to where Shinichi was facing and said, “Come on, let's get you up.”
Shinichi took his hand and stood. Then immediately fell forward as his legs were not ready to hold him. They collapsed on the ground together.
Shinichi had his arms around KID’s neck. His knees landed on either side of KID's legs. KID's arms had naturally wrapped around Shinichi’s waist.
Shinichi whispered, noting the closeness to his ear. “Sorry, my legs can't move yet.”
KID was having a religious experience. Shinichi was warm and soft. And his smell. It was sweet chocolate and vanilla. Unable to really help himself, he buried his nose in Shinichi's neck.
It was like he was hugging a chocolate scented cloud. Something hard rubbed against his leg, bringing him back to reality.
Shinichi’s face was delightfully pink and not at all angry despite being accosted. “Is that something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” KID said teasingly.
Shinichi looked surprised then said, “Oh no, my cookies.”
KID blinked, “Cookies?”
“Yes, uhm… could you grab them and see how broken they ended up?” Shinichi buried his face into KID's shoulder. “I can't move my arms yet.” His voice was muffled and his ears were bright red. “You can have some if you want. You did free me.”
KID had no resistance to a cute Shinichi. He honestly hadn't even considered the possibility. Even when he was shrunk he acted in the least cute manner possible. Now here he was cuddling and asking for him to check on the cookies he had apparently brought to a heist.
“They're not dosed with anything. I didn't even know about the heist until after I made them.” Shinichi said, taking his hesitation for suspicion.
KID cautiously removed a hand from Shinichi’s waist. He felt downward leaving a trail of warmth in his wake. Shinichi shivered at the feeling. He skillfully plucked the bag out of his pocket, holding it up to inspect them.
There were 5 cookies in the bag, clearly homemade and only slightly broken. “They seemed to have made it out ok.” KID said, still in awe of the situation.
“I'm glad.” Shinichi said, trying to prop himself up. He only got an inch off of KID's shoulder before he wobbled and fell back down. “Sorry about this.”
“Don't worry about it.” KID said breezily. His voice was light. KID was once more immersing himself in the scent that surrounded Shinichi.
He could smell the cookies on him now that he knew they were baked today. But there was more to the scent. There was a chocolatey scent that was not milk chocolate. More cacao and less sugary. The vanilla was also distinctly different from vanilla extract. There was also a floral scent. Was that roses?
Shinichi was once more trying to sit up. Using his shoulders as support he pushed himself up. Only to sit squarely on KID's lap. Shinichi looked around, mildly celebrating the small movement. His sweater shifted down exposing a long swath of collar bone. His image became sizably more sensual.
KID shifted his hat down preventing direct eye contact. He immediately started to panic internally. He could absolutely just dump him on the floor but that would be morally wrong at this point. Shinichi shifted as if to settle down. His legs rubbed up against the tops of his thighs. It sent warm sparks through him.
He was about to have a bigger problem if Shinichi kept moving like that. In a fit of panic and hoping to distract from his growing problem, he held up the bag to him. “They did survive.” Shinichi said, smiling. “Actually, I thought I had brought more. You can have them if you want. I have more at home.” The warm cloud of fuzziness was back and KID could not handle it beaming directly at him.
Spiriting away the bag into the depths of one of his pockets, He pulled Shinichi back into the hug. This was safer. Shinichi made a small surprised sound but did not protest. The smell renewed on his senses. He locked his arms around Shinichi's waist and his chin brushed the now exposed collar bone. This was not safer.
If they did not stop soon he was going to take a bite out of this chocolate scented man. “Do you think you can get up?” KID whispered wanting it not to end but also hoping for it to stop.
“Yeah, the fuzzy feeling in my legs is dying down. I’ll be able to move soon.” Shinichi whispered back. KID hugged him more tightly forcing his hands not to wander around and explore the detective. Minutes ticked by. “I’m good to move.” Shinichi said in a soft whisper.
They were immediately standing. KID had simply stood up bringing Shinichi with him. Heat curled in his stomach at the display of strength. Before leaving the embrace. Shinichi brought his mouth to KID’s ear and lowly whispered, “Thank you.”
Then he let him go. KID was gone instantly. Vanished like the phantom he claimed to be.
Kaito snuck back into his home wired. That was too much. Shinichi was too much. He had the KID suit off immediately. He needed some distance from the night. His nose twitched. The suit smelled like Shinichi. His gloves smelled like Shinichi.
He tried to have no scent on him as a rule for heists. It would be really embarrassing if he could be identified that way. He should wash the suit. He should empty his pockets and wash the suit.
His hands brushed something that crinkled. Pulling it out he was faced with the cookies. A chocolate chip cookie could do no harm. Kaito pulled one out and took a bite. Chocolate and sugar flood his mouth. His mind conjured up Shinichi’s collar bone again. A blush spread over his face. The cookies were really good. Kaito thought weakly.
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Shinichi came home sopping wet from a case. Soaked down to his britches. This was the third time he had to change clothes today. He fell into a lake. Of course he shouldn't have gotten that close but the evidence was right there.
A mixture of paint, dirt, and the detective boys had also caused him to change clothes twice earlier in the day. Ridiculous.
He stripped at the door. He lived alone, no use in tracking water through the house. After a quick shower he shifted through his clean clothes. He was cutting laundry day back a little too often. No time for it.
Luckily he had a clean pair of pants and shirt. Looking at the time he really needed to get going soon. There was a heist tonight.
He shuffled through his underwear drawer. A sinking feeling sat in his chest. There was no normal underwear left. His mother held no qualms about gendered items. If it was cute she bought it then snuck it into his dresser.
He had underwear, just not male ones. He had a choice, to wear these frilly things, dirty underwear, or go commando. Looking at the clock he quickly made a decision. It should be fine, it's not like any one should see under his pants.
Kaito was having trouble. He was late to his own heist. Curse Hakuba. The heist location was on lock down. Doors chained shut from the inside, no accessible windows. The only way to get in was a disguise and all of the police officers were already inside. Hakuba and Nakamori were already in place.
A car pulled in like a saving grace. Someone was as late as he was. He knew lady luck had not abandoned him. Kudo Shinichi swung his leg out of the car. Dang, he hated that he was going to have to take out his favorite detective before the heist but desperate times.
It was also the easiest disguise that he could do in a pinch. His luck was something today.
Shinichi was stuffed back into his car and gas flooded the car. Kaito waited a minute just in case he had held his breath. He opened the door and the gas dissipated. One knocked out detective. Kekekeke.
Kaito quickly devised Shinichi of his clothes and was straightening his new tie when he saw what Shinichi was wearing. Kaito froze eyes wide. He instinctively covered his mouth when it tried to drop open. Why was Shinichi wearing lace boy short panties? Black, see through lace boy short panties.
Did he always wear these types of underwear? A small blush creeped up Kaito's face as his brain superimposed the half dressed detective over all of the recent caught poses that he had been in.
Kaito shook himself this was not the time for that. Though, he should probably hide the detective. Picking Shinichi up, the lacy texture brushed against his hand. Unable to help himself, he cupped Shinichi’s cheek in a hand and gave it a squeeze. Kaito’s mouth went dry at the combination of the silken texture of the underwear and the bouncy softness of his cheek. This was getting dangerous. Into the trunk you go.
The Kudo Shinichi disguise was far too powerful. Kaito walked in late and suspicious as hell no one batted an eye. His face was pulled and all was well. Hakuba started to talk about Holmes to him. All good, he had read the whole series just for the Shinichi disguise. Being able to hold a conversation about Holmes and be interested the whole time was enough to convince Hakuba he was Shinichi. It was hilarious.
He was able to conveniently leave right before it started too because Shinichi just does that sometimes. No one questioned Shinichi getting into a better position for the upcoming chase.
Just like that he had the gem, checked it against the moon, and turned back into Shinichi before anyone reached the roof. He handed the gem back while saying that KID had gotten away frustratedly. After having statements taken he walked out of there unmolested. Way too powerful.
He walked out to the car. Hesitantly he knocked on the trunk. No sound came back. Shinichi was still asleep. Should he drive him home? People were flooding the parking lot all trying to get home. Kaito couldn’t have Shinichi found like that. Although, people would think it was some sort of KID prank and probably let it slide. He was hesitating around his trunk too long. Kaito slid into the front set and started the car.
Shinichi woke up at home in bed. He was still in his under shirt and underwear. He stared at the ceiling with the knowledge that Kaitou KID had definitely taken his pants off and seen his underwear.
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How does one proposition a phantom thief? Shinichi straightened his shirt as he looked in the mirror. He couldn’t just go and ask. That would be far too embarrassing. There’s also the issue of him just not believing it. It could be a trick in order to catch him. Shinichi reasoned.
What does Shinichi know about KID? He knows that for some odd reason KID is attracted to him. He had been gathering information. Every time a piece of his clothing came undone KID would always look. Never touched. But dear god if Shinichi could feel gazes he would have been groped within an inch of his life.
The last heist was something different. Shinichi really had not expected to be gassed. But that was really par for course at a KID heist. If you go to enough of them expect to be knocked out for at least one of them.
What was different was that KID brought him home and put him into bed. It was odd. Normally after being knocked out he would just leave you to your car. Tied up in a state of undress. It had happened to him before. The only thing different this time was the underwear. Did KID feel bad about leaving someone to find him like that? That doesn’t make sense. He could have just put his clothes back on to him or just the pants. Instead he woke up back at home still undressed with his clothes folded at the end of his bed.
The lacey underwear clearly had an effect. Only with more data could he have a clear idea of what the effect actually was. He looked at the underwear he pulled from the drawer. It was deep green lace with frills on the edges.
You don’t catch a phantom thief, you let him come to you.
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It was a hot night. Shinichi was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. As a non official member of the KID task force he was allowed to wear whatever he wanted. And he was going to use every advantage he could get.
He hated these shorts because they easily rode down if he wasn’t paying attention. That would only be to his benefit tonight.
Shinichi looked over at Hakuba, he was also in shorts. They briefly shared a commiserating look. It was far too hot for the normal attire. The reason behind his attire was masked very efficiently by the weather.
As if by some 6th sense Shinichi could feel KID’s gaze. It was definitely more intense than normal. The gaze of a predator burned through him. A chill ran down his spine. Shinichi was playing with fire hoping to get burned.
Shinichi was running around separate of the police and Hakuba. KID had disappeared and left no real trail to follow. No doors mysteriously shut or vents clanked. No flashes of white disappeared around the corner. It was random if anyone actually was following him tonight.
Trying to be as fast and efficient as possible he was opening doors doing a very brief sweep of the room and moving on. He opened a door, there was a divider in the room. He was going to have to go deeper in to finish the sweep.
He briskly walked over to the other end of the room and was promptly entangled in a trap. ‘Again?’ Shinichi thought, ‘At least it's not glue this time.’
Shinichi’s hands had gotten trapped above his head in some black ribbon. Ribbons ran the length of his body and also tied his legs together.
Shinichi paled as he realized his shirt had decided to ride up. Whoever found him was going to see him in a lot more skin than he had ever shown publicly before.
He struggled against his binding again. Why did he ever think that he was clever? He was stuck here unable to even carry out his half baked plan.
There was movement. Damn, did someone come in? Footsteps sounded out from behind him. They came to an abrupt stop as they turned the corner. Shinichi craned his neck around. Kaitou KID was standing frozen at the turn. Like Shinichi was saying, he was a genius.
Still he was absolutely not planning on giving him a whole damn show. Heat rose to his face. He had been caught again. He looked away from KID.
“Fancy meeting you here.” KID said ignoring the Shinichi’s state of undress. “All tied up? Again?” He continued teasingly.
“No, you're not allowed to judge me for this one.” Shinichi said flustered. “Why do you have a trap in a random supply closet?”
KID laughed at his deflection. “Well, some detective has recently demonstrated that I have been putting out a lot of glue traps.” He mocked. “I was trying to be slightly different. Just trying something else out. Couldn't use it in an important spot. I didn't know how well it would work.”
He was getting closer. “Though,” a finger ran down one of the ribbons on Shinichi’s back. “I didn't intend for it to be so.” KID's mouth drew closer to Shinichi’s ear. “Provocative.” His breath ghosted over his face. A shiver ran down Shinichi's spine.
“I needed more data. I could escape it easily. But not everyone is as great as me.” KID sighed as if this troubled him greatly.
“Or as humble.” Shinichi snarked.
“Luckily I have a wonderful volunteer from the audience.” KID continued ignoring Shinichi’s comments.
Shinichi gave him a dry glare, not liking where this was heading.
KID's smile grew. “Struggle for me detective.” KID's voice was sweet. Contrasting his insane request.
“You're actually crazy.” Shinichi said aghast.
KID pulled out a feather. “There’s multiple ways to get you to move.”
“Wait. I've already struggled. I've tried to escape. You don’t need to do this.” Shinichi said placatingly.
“I would believe you but it's only been 5 minutes and I need to know if this could trap our dear inspector at max anger.” KID brought the feather closer.
Shinichi felt like he was moving in slow motion. This was happening and there was no stopping it.
Shinichi stiffened as the feather brushed his side. He tried not to react as sheer feeling erupted from the touch. His body jerked involuntarily to try and block his sides. His hands and feet were stuck, unable to curl up like his body wanted to.
After a few seconds he gave up fighting it. Laughter over took the silence of the room and his body twisted and flailed sharply. Tears ran down his face and his cheeks started to hurt.
KID stopped mid swipe. Shinichi greedily sucked in air. He cracked open an eye. Why had he stopped? Did he get what he was looking for?
KID was staring at the small bit of lace that was peaking out of Shinichi’s shorts. Shinichi’s blush renewed. It seemed that lace was effective.
The feather started to move again but it was more teasing than ticklish. It caused involuntary jolts in his legs and torso. What the hell is he doing?
The feather went up his back. His shoulder twisted in response and Shinichi felt his pants slip down further. The feather froze again.
There was enough showing to clearly make out the lace pattern. KID was staring. His mind was visibly going through a reboot. Then he squinted at Shinichi’s blushing and no doubt shy expression.
Whatever he found there made his eye twitch and he resumed tickling in earnest. Shinichi twisted and turned. Adrenaline coursed through his system. KID was definitely looking more at Shinichi than the ribbon at this point. After an undeterminable amount of time KID stopped.
Shinichi slumped forward panting, face wet from tears. The ribbon had not budged at all. The feather went under his chin gently directing his face up. KID leered at him and said, “You did well.” His eyes drifted down Shinichi’s body. “I do have to leave now.” His gaze lingered on the lace before his eyes snapped up to meet Shinichi’s. “Let’s meet again in some dark corner to have some more fun.” He said with promise laced through his voice.
Shinichi’s hands were untied and he collapsed onto the floor in a heap. KID was nowhere to be seen.
Kaito laid in bed staring at the ceiling. He had probably gone too far today. Kudo Shinichi’s lace panties were rapidly becoming a problem for Kaito. Normally Kaito could control himself. Despite popular opinion, he was very good at that.
Shinichi had been challenging his iron grip on his reactions recently. How could someone look that provocative while being covered in glue? He had no idea. Shinichi really was a marvel. He pointedly did not think about the cookie incident.
After he had used Shinichi as a disguise, Kaito had some questions. Questions that he could not just out right ask to the detective’s face. So, he had done some “recon” in Shinichi’s underwear drawer. There were a lot of frills and lace in that drawer. But they did not look used. None of them were faded or stretched. They all looked new.
After finding a mountain of dirty laundry and a sopping wet pile of clothes by the door. Kaito was reasonably able to put together what had happened. Despite how fun it would be, Shinichi does not walk around wearing lace panties everyday.
That notion had greatly helped Kaito sanity. He was unsure how he would react next time Shinichi was caught in something if he knew for certain that he was wearing a thin sheet lace under his clothes. Such easily removable clothes.
The trap today had been tested before just on heavier clothes. Binding the hands above the head was practical and it was in line with KID’s playfulness. It was meant to be slightly embarrassing. Nothing too crazy.
But what he had walked into felt like a BDSM set. Shinichi had shown far more skin than should be legal but his reaction. He was obviously worried when he heard someone walk in. Then he visibly relaxed when he saw Kaito. When was the last time someone relaxed when he walked into a room? Never. That never happened.
It would have been an easy test run if one of the task force members had been in there. They would have fought tooth and nail just to attempt to catch him. But Shinichi was far too rational for that. So, he brought out the feather. He should have never brought out the feather.
When Shinichi had started to get stuck in traps he had made a point never to touch him with more then a finger or 2 and never for very long. The cookie incident was an anomaly and should not be included in the data set. When he brought out the feather Kaito had told himself that it would be fine. He was not actually touching the detective.
It did start out fine. Even if his laugh was beautiful and his teary face was tempting. It was manageable. Then Shinichi’s shorts slipped down and his brain stopped working. More lace. What could Shinichi wearing lace to a heist mean? Was his laundry just behind again?
The pants had slipped down again and Kaito had realised what he had done. He had expertly prodded Shinichi with the feather until his pants had fallen down more. Shinichi didn’t even seem mad, just embarrassed that this was happening. He actually looked far more put together than Kaito was feeling at that moment. That could not stand.
Half out of revenge and half out of wanting to see his skin move against the lace he restarted the attack. He should have just left. The way he moved was enchanting. It felt like he was dancing at Kaito’s finger tips. When it ended he looked positively wrecked. He had to get out of there before he actually did something to Shinichi.
His face was burnt into Kaito’s mind, tormenting him as he was trying to sleep. Kaito sighed he was going to have to take a cold shower.
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A new ice cream bar opened in town. How did Shinichi know this? He was currently being dragged there by Ran and Sonoko. “You're a recluse at this point. You only leave the house for murder and KID heists!” Sonoko exclaimed. “You are getting ice cream with us.”
Her words were final. He was getting ice cream. The place was absolutely packed. They specialized in making cute little animal faces on the last scoop apparently.
He looked down at the little strawberry flavored cat he had gotten. It felt weird to lick it. He took a bite out of the top of its head taking an eye with it. Good now he could enjoy it in peace.
Ran was looking at him in horror, “I can’t believe you just bit your ice cream. How are your teeth okay?”
Shinichi shrugged, his teeth were fine. Sonoko quickly pulled Ran back into conversion. He licked a drip that had almost fallen on to his hand then traced a line from the bottom of the cone to the top. Strawberry really was an amazing flavor.
He felt eyes on him, very familiar eyes. There was no way that KID was here. Then he remembered the cookie incident. He did seem to like sweet things. Shinichi glanced around and no one looked suspicious.
Not really caring, Shinichi immersed himself in the atmosphere. Maybe Sonoko was right, he did need to get out more. Shinichi ate his ice cream half listening to their conversation. Ran got up to use the bathroom. Sonoko was looking at him.
“You have that look on your face that’s telling me you have been following one of my many pieces of advice.” Sonoko said getting to the heart of the matter. “Which one was it? I offer you too much to keep track of myself.”
Shinichi rolled his eyes, “I’m not following any of your pieces of advice. Though...” Shinichi paused. “I’m pretty sure you’ve cursed me.”
“Now you're the one who's being ridiculous." Sonoko shot back.
“No really, after your declaration at the last Suzuki Heist I have been trapped in some manner at every single heist afterward.” Shinichi despaired.
Sonoko squinted at him then broke into a grin, “You have thought about it. Haven’t you?”
“Wait, that's not-”
“You have definitely thought about it.” She looked at him, her eyes widening, “Oh my god! Has he actually taken advantage of you?”
“No! he hasn’t.” Shinichi cut off her line of questioning.
Sonoko looked at him knowingly. Shinichi found himself smiling self-deprecatingly back. Then he broke, “I suppose, I wouldn’t stop him if he wanted to.”
Sonoko squealed “I knew you had it in you!”
Kaito’s ears rang from across the room. This changes things. This changes things indeed.
~~~~~~~~~~ The Heist Immediately after the ice cream parlor
“I’m beginning to think you’re doing this on purpose.” KID said sitting in the chair on the opposite side of the room. Shinichi was currently parallel to the floor hanging from ropes. Entirely suspended. His arms were tied to his sides and one leg was tangled in the rope. The other one was half tangled and half hanging down. Since the last trap incident, he had gotten stuck at least 3 more times in compromising positions. Shinichi was distracted. Okay! He was suddenly and violently introduced to how attractive KID was recently. It really did a number on his focus.
“Are you trying to tell me something, Meitantei?” KID purred.
He sounded close. Wasn’t he sitting across the room? At that thought Shinichi looked up. To his horror his eye level was directly at Kaitou KID’s crotch. He had definitely gotten closer. He was only a foot away. Shinichi blushed and put his head back down.
“You’ve been actively getting trapped around less and less people you know. One would think you might want me to take advantage.” KID was practically whispering in his ear.
“I’ve been distracted lately.” Shinichi mumbled through his embarrassment.
“Have you now?” KID said moving away from Shinichi’s face. KID plucked one of the ropes holding Shinichi up. The vibration ran through his chest. “I wonder what distracted you so?”
“No answer? That's fine. I'm great at making conversation by myself.” One finger ran down Shinichi's back. “I admit I've also been distracted recently.” His hand came to rest on his lower back. “Do you always wear lace panties or are they just to tease me?” Shinichi looked up again. KID's eyes were burning into his pants.
Shinichi went pale. This morning in a fit of laziness he had picked up something random from the drawer. “Still no answer? I guess I can only collect more evidence.” The hand dipped under the edge of his pants. And slowly peeled them back.
Shinichi did not even remember wholly what they had looked like. Absurdly, he was hoping they weren't weird looking.
He heard KID exhale like someone had punched the air from his lungs. “You have no idea what you're doing to me.”
KID straightened. His muscles were wired. “Meitantei, no, Shinichi.” He said his name like it was made of honey. “I am a horribly jealous person and I don't share well.” KID's eyes burnt into Shinichi's. He licked his lips. His next words were without any teasing. “Do you want me to take advantage?”
Shinichi gave an almost imperceptible nod. “I need you to use your words, dear.”
“Yes, please take advantage.” The words ripped out of Shinichi. KID’s grin turned razor sharp.
His hand clamped down on the back of Shinichi’s neck and KID growled in his ear. “I'm going to ruin you and your pretty pink panties.” Heat coiled in his stomach at the declaration.
Shinichi’s pants were roughly shoved around his knees. KID's hands squeezed his thighs and ass. Roughly exploring the area like he had been waiting for months for the opportunity. Maybe he had.
An ungloved hand appeared in front of his face. 2 fingers were attempting to breach his lips. KID simply gave the command “Suck”. Still distracted by Shinichi's ass. Shinichi let the fingers into his mouth with an inquisitive sound. “Contrary to popular belief. I don't keep lube on me at all times. So if you don't want me to go in dry you're going to have to provide it yourself.”
A light blush dusted Shinichi checks and he redoubled his efforts.
KID's hand on his ass stilled as if something just occurred to him. “Have you ever done this before?”
Shinichi shook his head.
“Not even with a woman?” KID's voice was deceptively even. Shinichi shook his head more viciously. Ears turning red.
A shutter ran through KID and he took a deep breath. “Would you like me to slow down?” He said very carefully.
Shinichi pulled away from the fingers in his mouth. A trail of spit connected them. “You said you would ruin me. Do it.” Shinichi said with far more confidence than he actually had.
“How perfect you are.” KID said, moving the panties to the side and lining his fingers up with Shinichi’s entrance. “I live to please.” KID said, breaching him.
Shinichi breathed in sharply as the stretch burned slightly. Unable to help it, his eyes watered. “Shhh. It's okay I won't move until you're used to it. ” KID said, his other hand moving to fondle Shinichi through his panties. “Relax.” His breath ghosted across his back. He was starting to suck small bruises into his skin just above the lace.
Soon enough Shinichi relaxed and he was able to start stretching him in earnest. He felt around until.. Shinichi moaned loudly. Found it.
Shinichi then had a tie stuffed into his mouth. “Believe me. If we were anywhere else. I would coax those beautiful sounds out of you until you sang my name.” KID said voice deep. His fingers twisted into the spot again. A muffled gasp slipped out of Shinichi. “But right now I would rather not be interrupted.”
Shinichi had tears streaming down his face by the time preparations were complete. He had been brought to the edge so many times but not allowed release.
The tie was plucked from his mouth. Something hard and warm thudded on to his tail bone. “Now, do you want me to go in dry?” Shinichi could hear the promise in his voice. “Or are you going to help, darling?”
Shinichi blushed at the words he didn’t say. The rod slowly rocked over his tail bone. Shinichi swallowed the ball of nerves that worked its way up his throat. “Get your cock over here.” He said with false bravado.
KID paused for a second as if he didn’t actually think Shinichi would agree to this part. KID walked around him and positioned his cock at Shinichi’s mouth. “Bold words for someone with red rimed eyes.” Pressing into Shinichi’s wet hot mouth KID continued, “I suppose that’s always what I liked about you.”
Unable to really move with how tied up he was, Shinichi found his mouth getting slowly penetrated. KID was testing to see how much he could handle. KID's weight was heavy on his tongue. The tip hit the back of his throat and KID’s eyes widened.
Shinichi twisted his tongue up the shaft and sucked. “It’s always new hidden depths with you, Detective.” KID slowly rocked in and out of his mouth, “Something to explore later.” Shinichi lavished the member with his tongue. Trying to get it as slick as possible.
When KID looked like he was considering abandoning the whole idea and just fucking into his face Shinichi pulled back. With one long lick up his shaft. He said, “I think you're ready.”
KID’s cupped his cheek, thumb clearing away the spit there. “Truly a wonder.” He said before moving back around. KID was far bigger then his fingers. Shinichi felt himself get slowly stretched open as it moved further in. Shinichi let out a whimper as the head pierced through the ring of muscle. He moved in slightly further then stopped.
He caressed Shinichi lower back waiting for him to adjust. He could feel the muscle relaxing under his finger tips. Soon he was fully seated in him. KID leaned over to whisper directly into Shinichi’s ear. “Are you sure you want it like this?” He nibbled on the edge of his ear, “I could gently make love to you and have you squirming under a soft compassionate caress." His voice was deep and full of promise.
“If you ask me if I’m sure one more time. I will find a way to tie you down and fuck you myself.” Shinichi growled back at him.
KID’s laugh rumbled through his body, “Promise?” His voice was dark. The tie was shoved back in his mouth. KID drew back and slammed into him, into his prostate. Setting a brutal pace. KID opened him up and he took.
Shinichi keened. KID’s hand came around to help block the sounds. The pace continued for hours or minutes. Time lost all meaning in the face of what he was feeling. Shinichi cried out as he finally found release. The world whited out for a moment.
The sounds of sex were still in the air. He was still swinging back and forth. KID was no longer abusing his prostate but he was not stopping. Sheer feeling hit Shinichi all at once. Every one of his movements echoed through his body giving off waves of stimulation.
Tears ran down his face. Absurdly Shinichi felt his dick start to get hard again. How much longer could KID last?
As if Shinichi’s body had given a signal he reangled his thrusts to start on his prostate again. Every thrust was met with a small broken moan. Shinichi hardly felt like himself. Unable to think, unable to move. The sounds were the only thing keeping time. KID continued to take.
Eventually KID’s thrusts became erratic. The change in time jolted Shinichi into another orgasm. It was abrupt and he could feel himself become more drained. KID twitched inside of him and buried himself deep. Shinichi vividly felt his hot release fill him.
KID delicately removed himself from Shinichi. Shinichi whimpered at the feeling. He felt his panties snap back into place. There was movement around him and he felt strong arms pick him up. Shinichi looked around he was being carried somewhere. “There you are, beautiful.” KID purred when Shinichi opened his eyes.
“Where are we going?” He asked immediately alert.
“Somewhere no one will find us for a time.” KID said darkly. A tremble ran through Shinichi, it wasn’t over. “I was planning on staying here until everyone cleared out anyway. I just found something interesting to do while waiting.” His face moved closer to Shinichi’s ear. “You have been teasing me for months now. It’s time I returned the favor.”