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[Kinkmeme] Farther
Title: Farther
Author: Icka! M. Chif
Word Count: 3,048
Rating: Mature/NC-17
Author Notes: Originaly posted on the DC_yaoi 3rd Anniversary Kinkmeme.
Last one from me for a while, 11 kink fics + other ficcage and my brain has kinda shut down, wanting to focus more on plot than anything else. Which kinda defeats the purpose, really....
Summary: Pairing: Kid/Hakuba. Scenario: After a heist gone wrong Kid takes it out on Hakuba.

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This, Saguru thought to himself, had been the WORST night he’d ever had in a long, long time. He’d heard the phrase ‘Murphy’s Law in Action’ before, but he’d never seen it happen before. And for as long as he lived, he hoped he never saw it again.

Kid Heist. That alone was hectic enough. Add to it explosions, men with guns, car chases, car crashes, guns, more explosions, lots of running, jumping, water, trying to swim and a lot of panic. He’d completely forgotten about attempting to capture the damn thief as the two of them push-pulled each down the narrow pier to escape the impending explosion and the random bullets flying in their direction before being swept down river an unknown distance.

Water sloshed around his calves as he slogged out of the water towards dry land, he glanced up at the full summer moon and wondered if he could blame it for it. People went a little crazy on the full moon, didn’t they?

Something splashed somewhere behind him and he turned in that direction in time to see the white-clad form of Kaitou Kid rise out of the moonlit water like a vengeful wraith. It was hard to tell where the water stopped and the Kid began, all painted the same shades of silver and shadows. “You.” Kid said, reaching into his top hat, grabbing a small trout and throwing it back into the water with a venomous gesture.

Saguru blinked, taken back by the gesture the thought flitted past that Kuroba was afraid of fish. He couldn’t even be in the same room as one without screaming. Then the thought was derailed as the Kid walked, no, more liked stalked forward, a predator approaching prey. Saguru found himself backing up without thinking about it, startled by the almost tangible angry aura the usually mischievously calm thief was projecting.

God, Kid was beautiful like this, like some otherworldly fey.

….

He really had to stop thinking thoughts like that.

Saguru’s lower back hit something rough and he stumbled slightly, his thoughts diverted as he stumbled to catch his balance. He had just enough time to registered that he was pressed up against a couple of boulders, having backed all the way out of the water before the Kid was up in his personal space. “You.” The Kid said again, his face shoved up towards Saguru, close enough that their soaked clothing almost brushed.

”Yes?” Saguru asked back and was embarrassed to note that his voice wavered slightly.

”I don’t have the words for…” Kid bit the sentence off, and Saguru noticed with some concern that the Kid’s hands were up about shoulder level, trembling like the thief was holding back from strangling him. Kid grabbed the lapels of Saguru’s long coat and gave him a shake. “Do you have any idea how close you came to dying tonight?!” He shouted, the thin calm façade shattering. “Just how far are you willing to chase me, you big stupid moron!?”

”To the Gates of Hell.” The glib response came to his tongue, a distant part of his mind pointing out that this really wasn’t the proper situation for flippancy. But the rest of his mental processes were tied up in just how close the Kaitou Kid was, how he could smell the water dripping off of them, and attempting to calculate how transparent Kid’s white clothing could get. It was enough to make him forget that he was also soaking wet and his clothing is sticking to him uncomfortably. “But no farther.”

As his mind caught up with his words, he verified the truth of the statement to himself. It was a question he’d asked himself before after a particularly frustrating night of chasing the illusive thief. And the honest answer he could privately admit to was that he probably would chase the Kid just about anywhere the thief lead. Off a cliff? No. Being caught up in a really bad day? Yes.

… Unless this wasn’t just a bad day… He mentally reviewed the past few hours. The explosions certainly had been different.

A harsh bark of laughter derailed him from those thoughts. “And just how far is that, ‘Detective’?” Kid seethed, his body tense and practically vibrating from barely controlled emotion.

”I’ll let you know when I find it.” Saguru promised smoothly. So far he hadn’t. But he’d keep that in mind.

Kid growled wordlessly, trembling hand clutching the fabric to the point that Saguru thought the wool was going to tear. Kid appeared to be just barely holding back from striking Saguru repeatedly. Adrenaline rush, Saguru noted clinically, taking in the flash of dilated pupils, elevated breathing and rapid pulse. Which usually triggered the ‘flight or fight’ reflex, only Kid certainly wasn’t running anymore.

He did so hope that this didn’t hurt.

A flash of light reflecting off the Kid’s monocle was all the warning he had before his head was yanked down, Kid’s lips insistently pressing against his own. Saguru floundered for a moment, the kiss unexpected where he had anticipated a strike, and then he caught his balance and kissed back, grabbing the Kid’s loose cape and pulling the thief closer. Kid made a growling sound in the back of his throat, opening his mouth like it was a declaration of war and demanded entrance to Saguru’s. Saguru growled back, tongues meeting in the middle as they each tried to gain ground over the other and failing.

Saguru had almost four inches in height and twenty pounds on the Kaitou Kid.

It should have been easy for him to wrestle the thief for dominance.

After a few breathless moments, he went pliant under the Kid’s onslaught, lacking the anger or the will to continue the fight. Especially when doing so was counterproductive to both of their wants. The thief snarled in victory, tugging him down to his level. Saguru went willing, spreading his legs and sliding down the rock face until they were almost even in height, relieving the crick already starting to form in his neck. Kid rewarded him by loosening his grip on Saguru’s hair and biting his lower lip.

Kid pulled back, reaching down and pressing a gloved hand against Saguru’s erection, trapped underneath wet trousers. Saguru hissed at the rough treatment as the Kid gave him a hard look. ”How far?” He demanded, his harsh tone brooking no room for arguments or denials.

Saguru had the vague impression that he should have been alarmed, or at the very least disturbed, he’d never seen the Kaitou Kid so out of countrol. “Farther.” He said. Kid wasn’t scaring him away that easily.

He got a hard smile in return, almost like a flash of fang and then the Kid was pressing against him from chest to thigh, the thief dragging him back for a punishing kiss. Saguru groaned at the feel of Kid’s erection, hot through the layers of wet fabric, pressed up against his.

Adrenaline rush, the analytical part of his brain that wasn’t in his pants reminded him. And when an adrenaline rush was running this high, he could only think of two options to burn it off. Fight. Or fuck.

With sharp jerky movements that were unlike the thief’s usual graceful efficiency, Kid undid his belt and zipper, then simply push the mass of soaked fabric down Saguru’s legs. They got tangled up around mid-thigh, effectively preventing him from moving his legs much, or fleeing should the barely contained situation spiral out of control. He had a brief flicker of panic, then the Kid sunk to his knees, grabbing Saguru’s member and sucked on it like he was aiming to drain Saguru dry.

”Fuck.” The word was out of his mouth before can think to censor it, nor did he care. His legs trembled and he dropped his grip on the Kid’s cape, scrabbling to grab on to the rock face to prevent from sliding ignobly down onto the earth, or worse, crush the Kid before they can reach completion. He managed to get a tenuous hold on the boulder and then it was all he could do to breathe and stare as the Kid, The Kaitou Kid, started bobbing his head back and forth, mouth hot and slick and tight and wrapped around him like a fucking miracle.

One of Kid’s hands disappeared off of his legs and he could just barely distinguish a popping sound, like a cap on a bottle being opened. A moment later and the hand returned, sliding against Saguru’s inner thigh, slippery fingers finding the smooth spot just behind his balls and moved backward until they found the entrance to his body and hovered for a moment, moving in little teasing circles. There was a slight pressure, then one finger tip pressed in and Saguru bit his lip to keep from making noise. It didn’t hurt exactly, but it was strange and slightly uncomfortable.

Kid pulled back, mouth open and slack and Saguru knew this, knew what it is and knew his answer without having to think about it as Kid started to let Saguru’s erection slide free.

”Farther.” Saguru ground out, concentrating on his breathing and reminded himself to relax, he had to relax, relax the muscles down there or this wasn’t going to work. He wasn’t going to question why he wanted this it work at the moment, only that he wanted this, and so he reminded himself to breathe.

He could just barely see the quick flight of a raised eyebrow and then the Kid’s tongue did some sort of swirling thing around the head of his cock and Saguru was gone again. The finger pressed inside of him, sliding deeper and Saguru bit his lower lip again, his hips jerking slightly as he tried to find an angle where it wasn’t quite so awkward and less like the feeling that he had to make a run to the toilet.

And then he did adjust to it, focusing on the Kid’s marvellously twisted tongue. There was a slight pause as the finger inside of him was retracted and then two pushed in and he couldn’t stop the moan that escaped from his throat. Kid made an answering growl and Saguru pressed his hands against the rocks hard enough to feel the impressions the rough stone made on the palms of his hands to keep his balance.

Two fingers felt stranger than one, but it wasn’t quite as bad to adapt to. Shoulders pressed against the rock, he found himself thrust back and forth, forward into the Kid’s wonderful hot mouth, back onto the Kid’s fingers, unable to tell if he was trying to get away from the pressure behind or closer to it. Then Kid made a little twisting motion with his fingers and he stopped thinking at all as his climax hit him and he could barely remember to try to stay standing and not fall on the thief before him.

Hands, he felt hands turning him around, moving him over to the smaller boulder next to them that was just the right height for Saguru to lean over and brace himself on his forearms. Kid lifted up Saguru’s long coat and draped it over his back, the cool night air hitting the small of his back and back of his thighs, the vulnerability of his pose bringing him out of the pleasant mellow fog his brain was in. The crinkling sound of foil being unwrapped filled the air, followed the popping sound of the lid coming off a bottle again. He could feel Kid behind him, one hand gloved, one hand ungloved as he traced random patterns Saguru’s bared skin. “H-“

”Farther.” Saguru rasped out before Kid could ask him how far. He shifted his weight, spreading his legs as far apart as the clinging wet fabric would allow. As far as possible.

Kid made a strangled sound in the back of his throat, like the noise was being ripped from him. Warm skin pressed against his chilled backside, the Kid’s slippery latex covered erection rubbing against the crack of his arse for a moment, and he began to wonder if the Kid was going to tease him to death.

….

He really had to stop thinking thoughts like that. That was just a bad thought, tonight’s previous events considered.

Then Kid was pressing inside and he was large, so much larger than the fingers and all Saguru could do was pant, unable to even breathe properly as it felt like he might really die. He closed his eyes and swallowed, reminding himself to relax, relax, relax. Kid paused for a moment, his own breathing harsh and that helped, Saguru catching his breath and shifting his hips slightly, changing the angle and that made things less difficult as well. Then Kid pushed again, continuing the long slow glide until he was completely pressed against Saguru, from the backs of his knees along Saguru’s thighs all the way to his forehead pressed against Saguru’s spine, just between the shoulder blades. It may not been as far as he could go, but it was as deep as they could.

Kid paused, fine tremors rocking his body as he panted against Saguru’s back, hot even through the cold wet layers. Saguru shifted again, just a little bit, trying to get used to the feeling of being stretched, being full. Kid still felt large and uncomfortable inside of him, but less like an intruder than expected and more like a welcome guest. Kid swallowed, voice cracking slightly like he was trying to remember how to speak. “You o-“

”Farther.” Saguru said harshly, bowing his head, his hair just brushing his hands. It would get better, much better, Kid just had to move first.

Kid nodded and started moving again, sliding out a little bit, then back in with little thrusts of his hips. He wasn’t gentle, but he wasn’t… ungentle either. Saguru concentrated on his breathing until the discomfort melted away, pleasure making itself known in jolts and spurts. “Farther.” He said, raising his head again, changing the curve of his spine and the angle of penetration. He gasped and closed his eyes as Kid snapped his hips forward, hitting something that made everything go white in pleasure.

He knew the scientific name and reasons for it, but at the moment, he didn’t care. He rocked backwards as Kid snapped his hips forward again, meeting together in the middle with the smack of flesh against flesh, Kid making harsh gasping noises of his own as he gripped Saguru’s hips tighter. Saguru’s erection returned with a vengeance and he moved, resting all his weight against one forearm as he reached back to ease that ache. Kid’s slippery ungloved hand twined around his, wrapping around and giving him some welcome friction.

”Far-“ The word was bit out as Kid slammed forward, holding him tightly as the thief muffled a scream against Saguru’s back and shook. Saguru groaned, resting his head on the rock as he jerked himself off. Kid stirred slightly, lethargically helping him and Saguru quickly followed, splattering the rock with semen. They stayed like that, both of them panting for breath like they had just finished running a marathon.

”You okay?” Kid finally asked, breaking the silence. Saguru’s throat worked for a minute as he tried to scrape up enough working braincells to form words. When this failed, he simply nodded tiredly. He wanted a nap. A nice long nap, preferably on something that wasn’t rocks. That’d be nice. Kid nodded in return, resting his head against Saguru’s back. It was almost… pleasant, in a strange, warped sort of way.

Eventually Kid’s member softened and slowly slid out of him, Saguru wincing a little at the reversal of going from ‘too full’ to ‘empty’. He slowly straightened up, feeling muscles he hadn’t been aware of twinging in discomfort. “Hold still.” Kid said quietly, pulling a handkerchief from somewhere and started wiping the remains of the mess off of Saguru’s legs and now soft member.

”Thank you.” Saguru took the handkerchief from him and finished the job, feeling more like himself as he pulled his soggy pants up and straightened his clothing. Behind him he could hear the Kid doing the same thing. He snuck a look at the thief, catching Kid with an unguarded look of… not quite guilt or remorse on his face. Then it flickered away, the Kid pulling his hat low over his eyes and Saguru wasn’t sure if it had been staged for his sake or not. He would have guessed not, the previous rage and subsequent actions had been most unlike the mercurial thief.

Kid opened his mouth, his posture hunched in as Saguru turned around, as if bracing for an attack he wasn’t going to dodge. “I-“

”There is no need for apologies or explanations.” Saguru said quietly. Kid raised his head, a look of slight confusion on his face. Saguru gave him a half smile, feeling rather serene. This at least he was certain of. They all got a little wild sometimes, after a heist. And this was better than self-destructing in solitude. “I meant what I said. And I said ‘Farther’, did I not?”

The Kaitou Kid shut his mouth and nodded, hesitantly losing his closed-in posture, looking ready to flee at a moment’s notice now that things had settled down between them againbg. Saguru felt his smile solidify as things slid back into comfortable patterns. “Are you alright?” He inquired.

”Nothing another dunk in the river wouldn’t cure.” Kid said, lifting up part of his cape and Saguru realised with a blush that not all of the liquid splattered on the white thief’s clothing was water. Kid gave him a sharp friendly grin, motioning over his shoulder. “Come on. I’ll walk you part way home.”

At least Kid appeared to know where ‘home’ was, saving Saguru the indignity of having to flounder his way back to recognizable territory. Which was good, his backside wasn’t feeling quite up to a horribly long walk at the moment. He nodded. For an evening that had started rottenly, the entire night hadn’t been completely unpleasant.

“As far as you’ll go.” He agreed.

-fin-