FIC: Moonlight Exploration

[saitaina]

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

Title: Moonlit Exploration
Author: Saitaina
Rating: NC-17
Series: Detective Conan
Notes: Part of joisbishmyoga’s “Deal Series”, based on said series and impfics’s “The Grey Agency”. I claim neither the original series “Detective Conan”, “Deal” nor “The Grey Agency”. All belong to authors better then me.

Conan surged forward, a tentacle wrapping around Kid’s thigh as Conan moved closer, trying to figure out how many to balance on and how many limbs he could…play with. Another tentacle slid up Kid’s waist, gently tickling over the blue cotton, working itself into button holes, freeing the buttons from their prisons while the one on th thief’s thigh shifted, exploring, wrapping around Kid’s an ankle to lift Kid’s leg up, ankle being brought to Conan’s lips allowing the young detective to kiss the flesh bared to him, giving the smallest of sucks against the bone.

The tentacle finished with the shirt and pushed it open, baring the thief’s chest as the limb caressed, teasing over the cold hardened nipples, dipping around the belly button, before sliding back up and tracing Kid’s lips.

Kid’s eyes closed and his lips parted, the tentacle sliding into the moist heat. Kid closed his lips, tucking softly, his tounge tangling with the wiggling limb.

Conan gave a soft gasp, nearly stumbling, his concentration failing at the new sensations flowing through his body. It was…different and new, and not entirely disagreeable. He swallowed, lifting his head from Kid’s calf, watching the talented mouth suck and caress the limb, before shifting his attention, two tentacles sliding out to rid Kid of the annoying barrier that was his pants, two more sliding up to caress the beautifully bare chest while the tentacle between Kid’s lips started to move, slowly thrusting, causing Conan to moan again.

Conan bounced closer to his lover, his tentacles bending and curling behind him as he moved down closer to Kid, his hands sliding up the thief’s legs before grasping the waistband of his pants, fingers hooking in the waistband of the thong below, managing to pull both down with the assistance of a grouping of tentacles that seemed almost as eager to reach the bared flesh as he was. He smiled, fingers tracing lightly up Kid’s thighs, followed along with the eager tentacles, each tracing an abstract and unique pattern on the naked flesh, enjoying the shivers drawn out of the thief’s body. Conan’s mouth covered a nibble, sucking and nibbling on it, turning his tounge around it.

Two tentacles wrapped around Kid’s thigh again, lifting the limb up, one holding him while the other slid down to caress the back of the thigh up towards the curve of his buttock. One of the limbs that had been holding Conan up now searched the pants, finally finding the small foil packet Conan knew was on offer. It was bought up to Conan and he had an insane urge to thank the limb, sitting up as he opened the packet, before staring at the mass of limbs around him, wondering which ones were the right ones. A sudden spark of pleasure ran through his body and his eyes whirled around, staring at his lover whom had captured a limb, gently stroking it.

“Guess that’s the right one,” he said softly and the limb in question pulled itself from Kid’s grasp, curling around Conan’s body, shyly poking at the foil packet. Conan smiled, knowing tomorrow he’d question tentacles having a personality, but then again, tomorrow he would question a lot of things. So instead of questioning, tonight he would simply be…and being meant kissing those taunting lips, his tounge sliding out to play with Kid’s wicked one, using half of the lubrication on his fingers, coating them before sliding his hand down, fingers teasing, probing before sliding one into the body beneath him, capturing the breathy moan in his own mouth as he gently thrust the finger, twisting it, exploring as much as he did the first time he had been inside Kid, wondering if the gem had any…lasting effects on his lover.

Another finger slid into Kid once Conan was sure that everything was where ti was supposed to be, fingers stretching and pushing, coating the walls with the thick substance. Outside Kid’s body, tentacles were exploring and caressing, twisting around the thief’s body, running over his skin, seeking every inch of him they could reach while Conan’s mouth moved down towards the curve of Kid’s neck, tasting the fresh, clean skin and the thumping pulse beneath the skin.

Conan’s mouth started to slide back down Kid’s chest as the third finger slid in, the limb that was to be next quivering excitedly, poking around Kid’s thighs, twining around the fingers thrusting into the moaning body. The tentacle Kid had been sucking on slid back between those bruised lips, silencing the thief as Conan tongued the navel under him, thrusting his tounge into the indention before sucking on the sensitive flesh, smiling as Kid gave a jerk, laughter escaping the thief. Placing a small kiss he slid his body down between Kid’s legs, fingers sliding free of the body, and the limb surging up at Conan, almost smacking him as it poked at the lubrication still clutched in Conan’s hand. He petted the tentacle, before squeezing out the rest of the lubrication onto it, stroking it slowly, coating it, tendrils of pleasure shooting up and down his spine merrily.

Once the limb was coated to his satisfaction, he wrapped his mouth around Kid’s length, just as the slick tentacle wiggled itself into Kid, pushing slowly into the thief, allowing him to get used to the sensation before sniping back and then surging forward, aiming for the bundle of nerves that would make the thief cry out.

The expected cry came, pulled from Kid’s throat in-spite of himself, body arching slightly, only to be pushed down by the limbs exploring his body. There were…things everywhere, touching every part of his body they could reach, both inside and out.

It was…unusual and different, and Kid couldn’t decide weither he liked it or not, but it was definitely a sensation to get used to and simply enjoy without thinking. He forced his eyes opened and raised up on his elbows as best he could while still lifting his hips for Conan’s ease. He smiled as he watched the dark head bobbing over his hips, giving a hiss as Conan’s tounge lapped at him.

He laid back again, reaching down, running a hand through the dark strands, petting Conan as the younger man took pleasure in his lover’s willing body. It was a…different experience, but for some reason, every little gasp Conan made, every little action that was purely his lover, made Kaito forget the differences, and just enjoy the beauty of sharing this with Conan. Reaching down, he took one of Conan’s hands, drawing it up to his mouth, placing gentle kisses on the slender fingers, drawing one into his mouth as he pushed against the tentacle inside him, smiling as he was rewarded with a gasp from Conan, the sound vibrating against his length, making Kid squirm, sucking on the finger in his mouth.

Kid’s eyes opened again as he felt his lover moving up, and he smiled, pulling Conan in for a deep kiss, his tounge moving in rhythm to Conan inside him, leg wrapping around Conan’s small waist, pushing against him. He smiled as Conan mouthed something against his, pulling their lips away to look up at Conan’s pleasure filled face. “I love you too,” he whispered, kissing Conan softly, adjusting his hips so that his lover slid deeper inside him, groaning, eyes squeezing shut again, giving his body over to the primal rhythm Conan set as he increased his pace.

Conan made a choked moaning sound, burring his face in Kid’s chest as his body moved on it’s own, tentacles caressing, thrusting, wrapping around Kid’s length to match the pace Conan started inside the thief’s body. Conan pushed himself out of Kid’s neck, capturing the taunting mouth again, sucking hungrily on Kid’s lips before thrusting his tounge inside, tangling it with Kid’s as their bodies entangled fully.
Conan pulled away from the kiss as Kaito’s body started to tremble, making odd jerking motions. Conan quickly slid back, tentacles pulling away as the detective wrapped his mouth around Kid’s length again, just in time for the thief’s climax to hit, body surging up, emptying it’s release into Conan’s waiting mouth.

Conan closed his eyes, nose scrunched in determination, fighting against the instinct that wanted to refuse, trying to swallow the thick liquid in his mouth, taking a few tries to get it down. Feeling accomplished and pleased, his body pushed, eager to join Kid in the realms of pleasure, kissing his lover hungrily, body growing frantic in it’s movements, the rush of pleasure from his peak catching him by surprise as it washed over him, forcing him to cry out, mouth captured by Kid’s again as the thief petted him, calming his trembles as he slowly slid down from his climax. The pleasurable aftershocks washed over his body and he curled in against Kid, weakly raising his arm, the gem dangling from his wrist.

Kid slid the necklace from Conan’s arm, setting it inside his hat before pulling his fully human lover close, their legs entwining, bodies trying to come off the high. Conan pillowed his head on Kid’s chest, nuzzling the sweaty skin before yawning, curling up as much as he could while still entangled with Kid.

Kid smiled, wrapping his arms around Conan, holding him tightly, resting his own head over Conan’s as the young man drifted in a sleepy haze. He pressed a gentle kiss against Conan’s hair, nuzzling the strands with his nose. “Love you,” he whispered softly.

“Love you too, now sleep,” Conan muttered, giving Kid a squeeze.

Fin