[fanservice] TGZ: Chocolate
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ickaimpQuery:
On the "Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?" quiz, has ANYONE gotten anything other than 'Key Character' or 'The Wayfarer Guide'-? Right now it seems like my flist is 2 to 1 on answers. (2 keys for every guide)
Yosh. Have successfully moved into Ysabet's, heartfelt thanks to Chip, Co,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sflagg1014, morgan_idril, darkfrog and lil_1337.
-It was more along the lines of they just packed me up and carried me off. Wow.
So now have boxes piled high and covering Ysabet's wall that we're sorting through and getting rid of most of it in prepration of moving out of country.
On one hand, it's like that's -all- I have?! On the other hand, that's ALL I have?! Heh.
*thuds head on desk* And it appears we've picked up a new fandom. 'From Eroica with Love'. Fates save me, I'm gonna burn. This series is like so much crack. It's been on going for 30 years now, and the characters have yet to move from the 70s. And yet... cannot stop reading fanfic.
So, things have settled down slightly and fics are starting to raise their evil little heads. And thus, there was random fanservice.
~From Icka with Love.
+++
Kaito loved chocolate.
And while Kaito not-quite-freely admitted to having a sweet tooth, it had taken several days of on-and-off pestering, blackmail and cajoling to get Hakuba to admit to a fondness for dark chocolates.
Fortunately, Hakuba's Mum was also fond of chocolates. Which meant that when she finished off a box of assorted chocolates, he and Hakuba got to split the remains of the chocolates that she didn't like. Kaito got the sweet milk chocolates and Hakuba got the more bitter dark chocolates.
And after some further embarrassment and minor discomfort on the Briton's part, Kaito got the ones with the nuts in them. Or at least the nuts out of the dark chocolate ones.
Kaito had his fish phobia, Hakuba had an allergic reaction to various nuts. After meeting much of the blond's family, Kaito was quietly un-surprised.
So with the above reservations, Mum's leftover chocolates were gleefully divided up between the two of them. And with Hakuba's usual fastidious, it was usually divided up fairly.
Usually.
Except when it wasn't.
Like if Kaito stole a chocolate when he thought Hakuba wasn't looking. Or maybe just pieces of chocolate. Flakes, really.
Or if Hakuba took an extra piece because he -thought- he'd seen Kaito steal a chocolate.
Which was horribly unfair of the blond.
Because this was -chocolate-. Wars had been fought over for less.
Wars had also been fought for more as well, Kaito reminded himself as he lunged at Hakuba, who was using his few centimetre height to his advantage by holding the last piece --dark chocolate with caramel centre-- above his head. And laughing. Well, snickering.
Which turned into muffled gasps as Kaito proceeded to attempt to climb Hakuba like a pole. Kaito smirked as Hakuba began to shake with muffled laughter. He'd forgotten that Hakuba could be ticklish.
That was not to say that the detective was without defenses. With a yell and a twist, Hakuba flung Kaito off of him and took off running through the house, still holding on to the piece of chocolate. Kaito flipped and rolled to his feet, avoiding hitting anything as he took off after the obnoxious blond.
"You won't get away with this!" He hollered, pounding down the stairs, following Hakuba's trail. "That's MY Chocolate!!" The bastard was prolly heading for a door. He took a short cut by jumping over the banister and shortened Hakuba's lead. The blond dived into the dining room, scurrying behind the large table that took up most of it.
Kaito grinned, more of a showing of teeth as he quickly moved to block Hakuba's retreat into the kitchen. The two of them danced back and forth, Hakuba smiling as feraly as he was, eyes sparkling at the thrill chase. "Deciding to turn the tables for a change?" The blond taunted.
"Why? Tired of always watching my skinny ass ahead of you?"
That was probably the wrong thing to say, he realized slightly belatedly as Hakuba opened his mouth to retort. That just left himself wiiiiiiiide open for comment.
Fortunately, Hakuba was a gentleman and leapt -on- then -over- the table to escape back through the hall with a cackled laugh instead of a reply. Kaito bit back a curse and chased after him, down the hall, around the living room, through the kitchen, past Mum screaming for them to take it outside, back down the hall, charged up the stairs and nearly hit himself on the door to Hakuba's bedroom as the detective slammed it shut in his face.
"Bastard!" Kaito howled, turning the still unlocked doorknob and pushing against it. Hakuba leaned on the other side, the hand holding the melting chocolate waving in and out of view.
Hakuba half-laughed, half-grunted as he attempted to push Kaito back. "w-Wanker!"
The contest of wills might have lasted longer if Hakuba hadn't been thrown off balance by desperately trying -not- to hit anything with his sticky-chocolate covered fingers and get the dark confection all over the place. Kaito used that to his advantage, pressing inside the room and knocking Hakuba off to one side. The door belatedly slammed shut behind them, causing both of them to flinch as Mum's voice shouted for them to keep the racket down echoed faintly from downstairs.
They both paused, breathing slightly hard as they waited to see if her vengeful wrath would ascend the stairs and scold them for rowdiness. It didn't and they both breathed partial sighs of relief.
Then Hakuba made an abortive attempt to move the chocolate covered hand out of range, both visually and physically.
Kaito pounced. Hakuba made a slight muffled yelp as Kaito sat on him, pinning the larger blond to the ground, one hand firmly wrapped around the wrist below the chocolate covered hand.
He almost pouted. The chocolate and the caramel had been squished during the chase, melting and running over most of Hakuba's hand. There was no way to pick it up and eat it now.
Then again, why waste good chocolate?
With some effort, a few insults and a bit of muttered cursing on both of their parts, he got Hakuba's hand right where he wanted it. Hakuba protested the casual use of his limbs, but shut up about it when Kaito began to carefully lick the chocolate off of Hakuba's fingertips.
Kaito then proceeded to thoroughly clean every last trace of chocolate from Hakuba's hand and fingers with all the smugness and pleasure of a cat polishing off a bowl of cream. There was a bit of a soapy aftertaste -they'd just washed their hands before getting the chocolate-- and a bit of sweat salt tang mixed in with the stronger flavours of chocolate and caramel. The caramel in particular was stubborn in leaving the skin, requiring a judicious use of licking, sucking and nibbling to get all of it off.
When the chocolate and caramel were all gone, he released his grip on Hakuba's hand and carefully licked the remaining chocolate off his lips. Not bad. Now he was all sticky and covered with chocolate though. He got up, absently licking the hand that had been holding Hakuba's wrist, getting some of the flavour off of his skin as he headed out the door. Time to wash his hands.
Hakuba glared after him, eyes dark as he continued to breath hard, his face with a wild flushed edge to it as he pointedly did. not. move.
"Prick!" Hakuba's slightly strained voice echoed down the hall.
Kaito almost flinched. He may have taken that a -bit- too far. He should probably expect retribution in some form or another in the near future. But what did Hakuba expect, stealing his chocolate and then waving it around like that? He stopped licking long enough to shot back "Tease!"
Kaito -loved- chocolate.
-fin-
[edit: sameday, 11:13] Re-worded the ending.
Okay, one: No idea where the nut allergy came from. It just fit, dammit.
Two: Ysabet's already daring me to draw fanart for this, curse her little black heart. Anyone else wanna play?
On the "Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?" quiz, has ANYONE gotten anything other than 'Key Character' or 'The Wayfarer Guide'-? Right now it seems like my flist is 2 to 1 on answers. (2 keys for every guide)
Yosh. Have successfully moved into Ysabet's, heartfelt thanks to Chip, Co,
sflagg1014, morgan_idril, darkfrog and lil_1337.-It was more along the lines of they just packed me up and carried me off. Wow.
So now have boxes piled high and covering Ysabet's wall that we're sorting through and getting rid of most of it in prepration of moving out of country.
On one hand, it's like that's -all- I have?! On the other hand, that's ALL I have?! Heh.
*thuds head on desk* And it appears we've picked up a new fandom. 'From Eroica with Love'. Fates save me, I'm gonna burn. This series is like so much crack. It's been on going for 30 years now, and the characters have yet to move from the 70s. And yet... cannot stop reading fanfic.
So, things have settled down slightly and fics are starting to raise their evil little heads. And thus, there was random fanservice.
~From Icka with Love.
+++
Kaito loved chocolate.
And while Kaito not-quite-freely admitted to having a sweet tooth, it had taken several days of on-and-off pestering, blackmail and cajoling to get Hakuba to admit to a fondness for dark chocolates.
Fortunately, Hakuba's Mum was also fond of chocolates. Which meant that when she finished off a box of assorted chocolates, he and Hakuba got to split the remains of the chocolates that she didn't like. Kaito got the sweet milk chocolates and Hakuba got the more bitter dark chocolates.
And after some further embarrassment and minor discomfort on the Briton's part, Kaito got the ones with the nuts in them. Or at least the nuts out of the dark chocolate ones.
Kaito had his fish phobia, Hakuba had an allergic reaction to various nuts. After meeting much of the blond's family, Kaito was quietly un-surprised.
So with the above reservations, Mum's leftover chocolates were gleefully divided up between the two of them. And with Hakuba's usual fastidious, it was usually divided up fairly.
Usually.
Except when it wasn't.
Like if Kaito stole a chocolate when he thought Hakuba wasn't looking. Or maybe just pieces of chocolate. Flakes, really.
Or if Hakuba took an extra piece because he -thought- he'd seen Kaito steal a chocolate.
Which was horribly unfair of the blond.
Because this was -chocolate-. Wars had been fought over for less.
Wars had also been fought for more as well, Kaito reminded himself as he lunged at Hakuba, who was using his few centimetre height to his advantage by holding the last piece --dark chocolate with caramel centre-- above his head. And laughing. Well, snickering.
Which turned into muffled gasps as Kaito proceeded to attempt to climb Hakuba like a pole. Kaito smirked as Hakuba began to shake with muffled laughter. He'd forgotten that Hakuba could be ticklish.
That was not to say that the detective was without defenses. With a yell and a twist, Hakuba flung Kaito off of him and took off running through the house, still holding on to the piece of chocolate. Kaito flipped and rolled to his feet, avoiding hitting anything as he took off after the obnoxious blond.
"You won't get away with this!" He hollered, pounding down the stairs, following Hakuba's trail. "That's MY Chocolate!!" The bastard was prolly heading for a door. He took a short cut by jumping over the banister and shortened Hakuba's lead. The blond dived into the dining room, scurrying behind the large table that took up most of it.
Kaito grinned, more of a showing of teeth as he quickly moved to block Hakuba's retreat into the kitchen. The two of them danced back and forth, Hakuba smiling as feraly as he was, eyes sparkling at the thrill chase. "Deciding to turn the tables for a change?" The blond taunted.
"Why? Tired of always watching my skinny ass ahead of you?"
That was probably the wrong thing to say, he realized slightly belatedly as Hakuba opened his mouth to retort. That just left himself wiiiiiiiide open for comment.
Fortunately, Hakuba was a gentleman and leapt -on- then -over- the table to escape back through the hall with a cackled laugh instead of a reply. Kaito bit back a curse and chased after him, down the hall, around the living room, through the kitchen, past Mum screaming for them to take it outside, back down the hall, charged up the stairs and nearly hit himself on the door to Hakuba's bedroom as the detective slammed it shut in his face.
"Bastard!" Kaito howled, turning the still unlocked doorknob and pushing against it. Hakuba leaned on the other side, the hand holding the melting chocolate waving in and out of view.
Hakuba half-laughed, half-grunted as he attempted to push Kaito back. "w-Wanker!"
The contest of wills might have lasted longer if Hakuba hadn't been thrown off balance by desperately trying -not- to hit anything with his sticky-chocolate covered fingers and get the dark confection all over the place. Kaito used that to his advantage, pressing inside the room and knocking Hakuba off to one side. The door belatedly slammed shut behind them, causing both of them to flinch as Mum's voice shouted for them to keep the racket down echoed faintly from downstairs.
They both paused, breathing slightly hard as they waited to see if her vengeful wrath would ascend the stairs and scold them for rowdiness. It didn't and they both breathed partial sighs of relief.
Then Hakuba made an abortive attempt to move the chocolate covered hand out of range, both visually and physically.
Kaito pounced. Hakuba made a slight muffled yelp as Kaito sat on him, pinning the larger blond to the ground, one hand firmly wrapped around the wrist below the chocolate covered hand.
He almost pouted. The chocolate and the caramel had been squished during the chase, melting and running over most of Hakuba's hand. There was no way to pick it up and eat it now.
Then again, why waste good chocolate?
With some effort, a few insults and a bit of muttered cursing on both of their parts, he got Hakuba's hand right where he wanted it. Hakuba protested the casual use of his limbs, but shut up about it when Kaito began to carefully lick the chocolate off of Hakuba's fingertips.
Kaito then proceeded to thoroughly clean every last trace of chocolate from Hakuba's hand and fingers with all the smugness and pleasure of a cat polishing off a bowl of cream. There was a bit of a soapy aftertaste -they'd just washed their hands before getting the chocolate-- and a bit of sweat salt tang mixed in with the stronger flavours of chocolate and caramel. The caramel in particular was stubborn in leaving the skin, requiring a judicious use of licking, sucking and nibbling to get all of it off.
When the chocolate and caramel were all gone, he released his grip on Hakuba's hand and carefully licked the remaining chocolate off his lips. Not bad. Now he was all sticky and covered with chocolate though. He got up, absently licking the hand that had been holding Hakuba's wrist, getting some of the flavour off of his skin as he headed out the door. Time to wash his hands.
Hakuba glared after him, eyes dark as he continued to breath hard, his face with a wild flushed edge to it as he pointedly did. not. move.
"Prick!" Hakuba's slightly strained voice echoed down the hall.
Kaito almost flinched. He may have taken that a -bit- too far. He should probably expect retribution in some form or another in the near future. But what did Hakuba expect, stealing his chocolate and then waving it around like that? He stopped licking long enough to shot back "Tease!"
Kaito -loved- chocolate.
-fin-
[edit: sameday, 11:13] Re-worded the ending.
Okay, one: No idea where the nut allergy came from. It just fit, dammit.
Two: Ysabet's already daring me to draw fanart for this, curse her little black heart. Anyone else wanna play?
