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[Magic Kaito] Counting Coup
Title: Counting Coup
Author: Icka! M. Chif
Word Count: 2,500
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Underwater Mer Groping. No, seriously.
Author's Note: Follow up to Not A Fish. I have no idea why. Thanks to Ellen for the encouragement and Wren and Gen for loaning me a laptop to write! Whoo! One fic down, lots to go!
Summary: It was more of a game of counting coup than actual tag.

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Hee hee hee.

Fishie fishie fishie.

Fishie couldn't get him up here, not if he stayed up near the surface.

Hee hee. Stupid fishie. Nyah nyah.

Several months ago, it would have been an understatement to say that he was not the biggest fan of the sea. It is cold, it is wet, and most heinously of all, it is where FISH live.

No, Kaito had been quite content on solid, dry ground. Or better yet, up in the air, soaring on the breeze with the birds, far away from icky fish and their habitat.

At least until he'd been given a reason to um... -appreciate- the sea and all its glory.

Well, he'd appreciate it a whole lot better at the moment if his reason would make an appearance. It wasn't as if they'd made a -date- or anything, but Hakuba was pretty consistent in his patterns.

Kaito had spent a few hectic weeks trying to find the time to contemplate his navel and ponder the direction his life was taking. Taking an accidental tumble into the dark deep sea in the middle of the night and thinking he wasn't going to survive did that.

It was amazing, the life epiphanies one could reach after clinging to the nicely solid body of a mer-boy for dear life.

He'd yet to get Hakuba up in the air again though. Apparently, the deep seated fear of heights in an aquatic-based mammal was a lot harder to get rid of than an embarrassing shriek indicting phobia.

The water really wasn't so bad, once he got comfortable with the idea that fish didn't go near the surface. And it was kinda like floating in the air, the feeling of freedom and weightlessness.

And the breathing apparatus he’d… ahem… borrowed from Agasa-hakase for testing purposes made things a lot easier too. Being able to breathe underwater took care of a lot of his fear of drowning, even if it was a few minutes at a time.

… Course, sometimes a few minutes was all he needed...

He paddled along, hands covered in webbed gloves to navigate like Hakuba did in the water. He’d yet to invest in a wet suit, but that was just going to be a mater of time, preferably before winter so he didn’t freeze his nuts off. In the meantime, his loose swim trunks, fins and a mask for his eyes worked just fine for playing in the water.

For that’s exactly what it was. Playing.

He caught a glimpse of rapidly moving black and white blur out of the corner of his eye and glanced over. By then, of course, Hakuba was gone, moving quickly as only something born in the water can. Kaito grinned. Let the games begin.

There was something fun, being the 'chaser' instead of the 'chasee' especially when he knew that he was the one ‘outmatched’. He –couldn’t- move as quickly in the water as Hakuba could, the water was definitely Hakuba’s element, but Kaito was tricky. Very very tricky. And that was the fun of the game.

Something brushed by his leg and he spun in the water, reaching out and grabbing nothing but empty water. There was movement behind him, the slide of solid rubbery skin across his calf, up the back of his knee and vanishing against his thigh, tugging slightly on his baggy swim trunks. Point to Hakuba.

It was more of a game of counting coup than actual tag. Trying to touch the other while not being tagged themselves. Hakuba usually won while they were in the water, but the only time Hakuba had ever managed to purposely catch the Kaitou Kid had been the first time, so Kaito didn't mind it so much. Playing on a level playing field and all that.

Kaito did a somersault under water, running his fingers along the curve of Hakuba's flukes, evening the score for the moment. A flip of Hakuba's strong tail and the blond was gone again, disappearing into the darkening blue, his sidetask of getting a breath of air fulfilled. Hakuba knew Kaito wouldn't follow him more than a body depth into the water, so the deeper levels and his ability to duck into it were to his advantage.

He laughed to himself and rose up closer to the surface, guarding it from sneak attacks as he watched the water below him. This part of the ocean, near Hakuba's favourite hiding place, had too many rocks on the perimeter for much boat traffic, so he didn't usually have to worry about keeping an eye above the surface much.

A flash of movement caught his eye and he back-pedaled, Hakuba brushing past him before jumping up into the air, crashing sideways into the water, causing him to be hidden by bubbles for a moment. Kaito shook his head at the grin on Hakuba's face at the playful action, Hakuba swimming in a circle around him, small bubbles flying off his body he before dashing off into the dark depths again. No points.

This continued for a while, Kaito dodging Hakuba's 'attacks', trying to counter-attack and bait Hakuba into getting near so that he could score some points as well. It got amusing, the farther along in the game they got, the trickier they got, dodges and feints becoming more and more frequent, like a game of cat and mouse.

The style of touching changed as well, from quick grabs and taps to long out drawn carcasses, Hakuba's full body slowly sliding against Kaito before disappearing again. Kaito's particular favourite place to touch was the junction of torso and hip, right where the belly button was, then letting his hands travel the length of Hakuba's long tail. Everytime he did it, Hakuba's belly turned a little more pinkish, like he was blushing.

There were times he wished that they could do this someplace warm, like a heated pool or something. But alas, that was not to be.

He turned, deliberately looking the other way as Hakuba slid up behind him again, almost like he was sniffing the back of Kaito's neck before drifting away again. Kaito smiled to himself as Hakuba did so. If the usual pattern held correctly, Hakuba would start making shorter contact from now on, his strikes becoming less frequent until they ended the game and Hakuba would tow Kaito back towards the shore.

And after some digging online, Kaito was pretty sure he knew why.

Kaito flipped around, his reaction just a tad too late to actually get his own grope in on the detective, Hakuba quickly dashing away. Kaito gave half-hearted chase, making a mental note to look into those new one piece dolphin-tail flippers for a Christmas present to himself. Supposedly they were faster than the standard fins he was using and he'd love to build up the same kind of speed that Hakuba sliced through the water with.

Hakuba dodged around, performing a quick circle downwards before arcing upwards to charge Kaito. Kaito pretended to backpedal as Hakuba went to break the surface in front of him, grabbing Hakuba's shoulders. He barely had time to do so before Hakuba's momentum pulled them upward, their heads and shoulders breaking the surface before they both went straight back down, bubbles covering their faces for a moment. It was exhilarating, breaking the surface like that, Hakuba's powerful body moving them through the water at speeds that Kaito could only dream of otherwise. But that wasn't his reason for grabbing the charging merman.

They bobbed back up to the surface, Hakuba treading water with an annoyed look on his face. "You-"

Kaito grinned around his re-breather and reached under the water, grabbing a long thick part of Hakuba that -wasn't- tail. He was more curious than surprised as Hakuba's penis wrapped itself around his hand.

He'd done his research before hand and wasn't entirely alarmed at the difference in shape. Both Dolphins and Orca's reproductive organs were tucked inside most of the time, but when they came out, they were shaped like a very long, flexible conical tongue, with a similiar range of movement, unlike a normal human male's solid cylindrical shape.

Hakuba made a gurgling sound, eyes round and wide as he stopped treading and sank partway back under the water until only his eyes and dripping blond hair was all that was above water, his face blushing pink then back to pale white.

If Kaito could have spit out the re-breather to assure him with words, he would have. But he only had the one re-breather and taking it out would have meant letting go with one hand or the other and he was damned if he was going to do that at the moment. If he let go now, he was pretty sure that he'd never get another chance.

He ran his thumb across the ridges at the base of Hakuba's member, right where it met the smooth rubbery skin, taking pride in the way that Hakuba shivered, despite his being the one with the extra layer of subcutaneous fat to keep warm. He leaned forward, resting his forehead against Hakuba's, strands of their wet hair mixing together as he did it again, wrapping one leg around the back of Hakuba's tail, pulling them closer, his own burgeoning erection pressed between the two of them.

Hakuba's eyes seemed to get even more round for a second as they were pressed against each other, then he blinked. Kaito had scarcely enough time to blink back before Hakuba's hands were on Kaito's waist and they were underwater again, speeding their way through the blue depths in a dizzying spiral, the water rushing past in a deafening roar. Kaito yelped to himself, letting go of Hakuba's erection to wrap his arm around Hakuba's torso, pressing his knees against Hakuba's sides, just to make sure he wasn't going to go flailing off some random direction underwater.

... Unless that was what Hakuba wanted? Had his misread the situation and now Hakuba was trying to kill him?

And then he felt something brush against his inner thigh, inside of his loose trunks and he shivered in return. Something noticeably warmer than the temperature of the water wrapped around his penis and he realised he could feel the flex of Hakuba's hips between his legs, the long slender taper of Hakuba's discernibly different erection wrapped around his own as the roll of Hakuba's tail ground them together. .

Oh.

OH....

Okay! He shifted his hips, pressing closer to Hakuba's solid body, Hakuba's member sliding against his own, the thin flexible tip pressing against the sensitive slit at the top of his erection. Hakuba shifted his grip, arching upwards before they hit the bottom of the ocean, one hand sliding under Kaito's waistband, grabbing the curve of Kaito's arse and pressing them closer. Hakuba's body going rigid under his grasp, trembling slightly.

Hakuba went lax in Kaito's grip, the two of them slowly rising upwards. Kaito reminded himself to breathe normally as possible as they drifted. Air. Air good. Water bad. They should get air. Even Hakuba needed to breath every few minutes.

He unwrapped his legs from Hakuba's hips, getting a better grip on Hakuba's waist and kicking them back up to the surface. Hakuba stirred part way, one hand tightening his grasp on Kaito's butt, the other moving around and wrapping his hand around Kaito's persisting erection, almost making Kaito go cross-eyed at the contact. Hakuba's hand was rough and almost too tight and completely perfect. Hakuba kept them in place, just below the surface as he explored that sensitive part of Kaito's anatomy. Hakuba nuzzled the junction of Kaito's neck to the shoulders before sharp teeth pressed down on the sensitive skin. It took all of Kaito's focus to cling to Hakuba and as it felt like he came apart at the seams.

He was vaguely aware of Hakuba moving again, sliding his hand out of Kaito's trunks and moving them back up to the top. Hakuba rolled them over as soon as they broke the surface of the water so that Kaito was sprawled out on top of Hakuba, resting mostly out of the water. Kaito lay there in a comfortable stupor until it dawned on him that he didn't need the re-breather at the moment. He languidly removed the re-breather, clutching it in his hand as he continued to rest his head on Hakuba's shoulder as he gulped down sweet salt-tasting hair.

"How?" Hakuba said, his voice almost cracking. He swallowed and spoke again. "Why?"

Kaito laughed tiredly. "That wasn't a moray eel in your pants."

"Oh." Hakuba cleared his throat. "Sorry."

"S'alright." Kaito patted him on the shoulder, then used it as a prop to sit , straddling Hakuba like he was a surf board so he could see Hakuba's expressions better. Hakuba's dark golden hair flowed out around his head like a wiggling halo. Or a jellyfish. "Did some checking up online. Orca are social animals, usually traveling in pods, right? Only you ain't got one."

He'd found some videos on youtube, and some of the rare documented behaviour on the various pods and types of orca. One of the common actions he'd found was for male orca to grope other members of their pod with their long highly flexible phallus.

Hakuba laughed, flukes rising out of the water and splashing back down. "Normal orca don't have hands."

Kaito paused. ".... Oh." So after all that research he'd done, he'd ended up confusing sex with comfort.

... Shit.

Somehow, he didn't think an apology was going to cover this one.

One of Hakuba's hands trailed up, sliding up the baggy leg of Kaito's trunks, stroking the sensitive inside of Kaito's thigh. "Not that I mind." Hakuba added, the rolling motion of his hips submerging Kaito in the water up to his chest. Something rocking against the crack of his butt made him aware of Hakuba's lower 'limb' sliding out to play again as he was elevated into the air again. "... Although, if this avenue interests you, I feel compelled to point out that I am not nearly as 'equipped' like this without the tail."

"Oh." Kaito thought about this for a moment. No tail. Legs. Normal equipment, not as long and bendy. Possibly a warm local. "Wanna head back to shore?"

"Continue this on dry land?" Hakuba said, a small hopeful smile tugging at his lips.

Kaito grinned, lowering himself back down to rest against Hakuba's chest again. "Possibly." Orca and Dolphin sex was quick, but frequent.

"Then again-" Hakuba gave him a smirk in return. "-In your research did you come across the fact that Orca can hold their breath for as long as ten minutes?"

"... I might have." Kaito ventured, suddenly feeling cautious.

"Excellent." Hakuba licked his lips for a moment before grinning and submerging himself back under the surface of the water. Kaito wondered where he went for a moment before he felt hands tugging his baggy swim trunks off his legs and away.

Oh.

OH.

He had just enough presence of mind to put the re-breather back in his mouth before going back under water as well.

-fin-

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Video of two male orca bonding if you're curious about the 'equipment' in action.
For those curious about what dolphin and orca phallus look like without oogling under water creatures, check out the marine dildos. They do request that you are of legal age to access the site.
A lot of behaviour was garnered from the now defunct Dolphin Sex.org and a few other links. Research is your (weird) friend!