{{Illegal Pleasure}}- {{Private;;18+;;syaoran-puu & Ciel}}

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As a smile crossed the lips of the blonde man in front of him, Ivan blinked a few times and smiled back nervously in return. Nodding slowly to the man, he reached out, as if trying to touch the other’s face. Kise looked so beautiful right now… with sparkling eyes filled with…mischief? Oh, and that golden hair that Ivan craved… it was lovely…

 

“Yours…” murmured Ivan quietly, as if he were thinking the concept through. He had never really “belonged” to anyone before. He didn’t really know how it felt to be in a relationship with someone that wasn’t being just a fuck-buddy. “I’d like to be yours… if you’d take me, that is…”

 

Ivan truly was curious how it felt to be in a relationship. Being with one person seemed kind of dull to him in an aspect… but with one person, he’d be able to feel their love, and get to know them better… and get to always have someone who would back you up. He wanted to know how that felt… and maybe something along those lines would help him stay on track….

 

“And you’d…be mine?” Ivan tilted his head the slightest bit, not really understanding that concept. How could Kise be his? How would that ever work? If Kise had him…how would he have Kise? The idea made no sense to him, really. Though, the idea seemed nice… he might question it later on…but right now, he was pleased that someone even wanted to be in a relationship with him.

 

Though the last thing that was said made perfect sense to him. When you were in a relationship, you didn’t share with other people. That’s not how it worked. You belonged to one person and that person only. “I don’t share either…” He didn’t want to let the other go out with other men while he was with him… Ivan wanted to be faithful to Kise… he knew it would be hard, though he wanted to try.

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Realistically Kise knew this was probably a mistake. You couldn't trust someone who craved the attentions of others, who were starved for them... and though he didn't know the reasons for why Ivan sold himself, could he really trust a whore to be faithful? To really mean his words... or was this all a grand ploy to trap him and steal from him?

 

He didn't know.... but as he looked at the guy, he knew he was lost, that he had to try.... because something was pulling him closer. Telling him this was meant to be. He reached out and gently stroked the guys cheek, caressed it softly, before moving his hand and feeling the strands of white hair between his fingers. "So lovely Ivan."

 

Kise chuckled a little at the reply, pleased that Ivan touched him too. "Of course I'd take you babe. I offered didn't I.? He winked, pleased as punched with the reply he got... of course he knew the confusion he heard in Ivan's voice about being told he would be his also saddened him. He would address that.... but not now, now wasn't the time for such things. Now was for light and jovial, to wash away the pain and hatred and horridness of what had recently fallen between them. He wanted to wash away the memories of the bad and replace them with only good.

 

He grinned at being told Ivan didn't share either. "Good." That possessiveness pleased him, even as he found himself mildly surprised. He pulled the guy close and nuzzled him tenderly. "I don't want to have anyone else..." He said quietly before falling silent and wondering what he should do now.

 

Words escaped him for a while, his mind churning with a million possibilities and yet nothing that seemed fitting. "...I'll admit..." he said softly, "...that I have no idea what to do now." He chuckled.

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Ivan glanced up at the other as he felt fingers go through his nearly white hair. His blue eyes held a sense of fondness, enjoying the feeling. Gently, he pushed his head up into the other’s hands, nearly like a feline craving the feeling of the other’s fingers. It was truly silly, though he really did enjoy the feeling of a hand stroking hi rather soft head.

 

“Really…? You don’t mind having….something like me?” questioned Ivan quietly, a bit of surprise in his voice. Why did the cop want to be with him? Was he just going to be used like he usually was, but just by this man? How was this going to work? Was he just going to be the man’s cum-dumpster… or was this going to be like an actual relationship? He wasn’t really that educated on relationships, really.

 

The cop didn’t want to have anyone else? Blushing at the thought, Ivan nodded slowly to the idea and used one of his fingers to stroke the other’s cheek. The blonde’s face was soft… delicate. He liked it. Blinking a few times, he knead his bottom lip with his teeth before he heard the last thing the cop had to say.

 

“Can we…” Ivan was thinking about the options. The thing they did with their lips… right, kissing. He wanted a kiss. Kise was his first kiss in nearly two years. Nobody kissed the lips of a whore… “Can we try to…kiss again, please?”

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"Why wouldn't I want a very sexy and totally irresistible man like you Ivan?" He said softly, trying to see more than even his fears. They were just two men, that was the truth,,,, despite what things had brought them to this point in life... they were just two men....

 

A kiss? The other wanted a kiss? He caressed the guys cheek and smiled. "Whatever you want." He said softly before closing the gap between them, his hands trailing down the guys body, resting on his arse and pulling him impossibly closer.

 

He squeezed those glorious mounds, indulging in the firm yet soft texture of them, his tongue teased at the seam of Ivan's lips, gently requesting entrance, wanting to explore the warmth he knew was inside. To feel like he was home once more.

 

One of his hands snaked back up the guys body, caressing the nape of the guys neck encouragingly.

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Ivan really didn’t know how to respond to the statement. It took him a bit by surprise. Did Kise really…mean that? He surely hoped he did. He really didn’t want to be used again. At least… that’s what he was trying to convince himself. How they had sex today… it was so much different than what usually happened to him. He was actually…given pleasure. He wasn’t treated completely like a whore.

 

Feeling soft lips upon his own, the Belarusian man let out a rather chaste noise as one of his pale, clothed mounds were squeezed. Carefully, he maneuvered his lips back against the presumably older man’s, enjoying the warm feeling. This felt like…romance, not just lust. It was exquisite. Feeling a tongue run along the seam of his lips, he parted them, allowing the blonde to enter his mouth.

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The moment Ivan's lips parted Kise triumphantly entered, his tongue swirling and dancing and mating with the others, the sweet taste of the guy enveloping all of his senses, and he closed his eyes as he hummed softly in utter satisfaction. Kissing was often far more intimate an act than the joining of two bodies during sex. The foreplay of the act could be sinfully erotic or near sickenly sweet/

 

Kise liked to touch. It had always been a weakness of his when in bed with another, he liked to touch and feel and caress and pet. He liked to learn every inch of his partner, all the bumps and flaws and deliciousness, and now was no different! As they kissed, transferring all the pent up passions he felt, Kise couldn't but touch the other. His hands begun their own leisurely explorations, caressing soft yet firm flesh, massaging and playing, squeezing and holding. He wanted the other to know without a shadow of a doubt, who was the one giving him such attention. He wanted the other to become consumed with want for exactly what Kise was doing now, to be the only one capable of fulfilling that one wish. It was an odd and likely ridiculous fantasy but it was Kise's all the same.

 

When breathing became paramount he pulled back, taking in much needed air before licking at the guys pleasingly kiss swollen lips. "You look well satisfied babe." He commented, licking once more at the others lips before nipping softly on the lower one, worrying it lightly between his own lips before releasing the wounded flesh. A soft press of lips and then Kise leaned up on his elbows so he had an unobstructed view of the other.

 

"Should we get out of here then?" He smiled softly and waited, giving the other the time they needed to decide what they wanted.

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This felt far more intimate than everyday’s casual routine. It was hard to explain…though with their lips conjoined together, he felt safer, like the other actually care about him in a sense. Passion was genuinely there, though it was unspoken of as they locked lips. The white-haired man allowed the maneuvering lips on his own to console him towards his own little safe-place… this was placating, and it gave him a sense of luxury… he felt like he mattered.

 

There was a plethora of movement on his body, hands grabbing and groping, stroking and holding, and rubbing and squeezing…. It sent shivers up his spine as he let out a strangled moan into the other’s mouth. Tongues dancing and swirling together like a dance, Ivan allowed his tongue to coil with the other’s, wanting to have a part in this lovely tango.

 

As the blonde cop pulled away from the kiss, the string of saliva that connected their lips snapped as he watched Kise come forward and lick his lips, and then kissed the bruised area. Though, a rather breathy groan escaped as his bottom lip was worried by the amazing skill that the other’s mouth owned.

 

As his lip was released from the hold of the other, Ivan panted softly. He wasn’t used to that type of experience…. He felt like he could melt. With bruised lips and a nearly dazed look in his eyes, he glanced up at Kise as he asked the question and murmured, “This…is a lot to ask for…but can I stay with you for the night?”

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Kise listened to Ivan's words, surprisingly shocked at the others request. He wondered if that was wise.... but then again, it did have its advantages. He would be able to hold the guy, make up for the misunderstanding... and at the same time, take care of him. Make sure they both got tested, though if Ivan was to be believed -which Kise oddly did- he was clean too and they didn't have to worry. It was probably best not to have sex again until the results.... right? Damn!

 

With a shake of his head he forced himself back on track and nodded. "Okay." He said before chuckling, "It's probably insane... but okay. Come spend the night with me."

 

He nuzzled the guy softly, breathing in his heady scent and rather liking that he smelt of sex when he knew that it was him the other had slept with.

 

"Come on sexy." He shifted and stood, pulling his shirt back on and gathering his few possessions. Done, he looked back at the magnificent creature upon the bed and smiled. "Come on sexy." He repeated, holding out his hand.

 

His car was parked just outside, his home was a little further but not too much. Ten minutes in the car.

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As Ivan waited for the answer, his eyes closed the slightest bit, obviously tired. He had a long day, and he really didn’t tell the cop about it. The light-haired blonde rubbed at one of his eyes in a lethargic fashion, his breathing long and heavy, as if he were ready to fall asleep. Thoughts went through his mind… was the other really clean? Were they going to be okay? Despite the fact that they should wait until the results after their test came back…it was going to be rather hard for him. He was used to having sex everyday as something casual… it was a hobby to him, and it was something that he was used to. Though, when he heard the other talk, he grinned the slightest bit, opening one of his eyes to look at him.

 

“Thank you…” A small yawn escaped his bruised lips as he blinked open his eyes again, sitting up rather leisurely. He wondered what it would be like to spend a night with his…boyfriend. Yes, that was what they were now..they were boyfriends… Stretching the slightest bit, his shirt rose a smidgen, revealing pale skin that had just been greedily touched by the cop.

 

Taking Kise’s hand, he slowly got out of bed, a bit unsteady on his feet. He got like this when he was tired… Squeezing the other’s hand in fear of tripping over himself, Ivan offered the brown-eyed man a smile before he murmured, “Yeah…let’s go…”

 

 

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Kise noted exactly how tired the other looked, how he seemed to be pretty dead on his feet... he also noted exactly how sexy the other guy looked as his shirt rose up, revealing just a peek of the secrets beneath. He groaned, knowing in that moment that the other was going to be the death of him! So much temptation! How in the world would he learn to keep his hands to himself?

 

With a smile he helped Ivan up, wrapping an arm around his waist as he lead him to the car. He made quick work, ensure they were both buckled in before setting off.

 

Just as he thought, the journey didn't take long, and given the hour the roads were practically dead. He pulled into the underground parking and parked up. Happy, he got out and walked around the car to open the door up for Ivan.... what to call him now? He knew he had asked him to be mine, but did that mean lover? Partner? Boyfriend? All three? He liked the idea of all three, but suspected only time would reveal the truth to him.

 

"Not far now beautiful, just an elevator and a small stretch of corridor." Leading the way he headed towards the elevator and then his room, just as he said. The shiny numbers 12E shone on the door to his room, wiggling his hand into his pocket he reached in and grabbed the key, fumbling for a moment to unlock the door.

 

The room was simple, very little furniture within, but what he did have was nice quality and well looked after. The living room greeted them, a brown soft buttery leather corner sofa sat proud in the middle, separating the sitting area from the small kitchenette and dining room table. A TV hung on the wall, several consoles below on a stand. That was it though, nothing else of real interest. The things that Kise held most dear were in his bedroom... and for once he was thankful he had cleaned up!

 

As he lead them to his bedroom, he noted only a single dirty shirt on the floor... something that Kise made easy work of shifting... with his foot. The bed was a Queen, soft cotton sheets in green and black lay upon them, thick and heavy just the way he liked them. A cupboard covered in photos of all those that meant something to him beside the bed. His parents, his siblings, his friends. All of them smiling and happy. It brought him peace to see them. "Shower or bed?"'/color] He asked softly. The only bathroom in the apartment was off his bedroom, a black and chrome masterpiece.

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As Ivan was brought to the other’s car, he stumbled over a few objects before they actually got there. Once inside of the nice, somewhat chilly car, The Belarusian looked out the window, his turquoise eyes looking at the snow, a small smile on his lips before he quietly murmured, “Winter is lovely, isn’t it? The snow is beautiful…” He watched as small flecks sprinkled over the lit streets. Ivan loved the winter…it was cold, harsh, and unforgiving… yet it was so beautiful and soft, and loving all at the same time…

 

When they got to the apartment complex, Ivan grabbed his…boyfriend’s hand? Yes, boyfriend. That word seemed nice enough to use. Closing the door behind him as they made their way towards the other’s apartment, going through the elevator and then down the corridor to his housing. As he waited for Kise to open the door so they could go inside, the white-haired man rocked on his heels the slightest bit, his eyes glancing up at the ceiling. He also lived in an apartment complex, though he had a roommate, and her name was Momo… Momo was a nice person, though she could be a bit…abusive sometimes. She had a tendency to hit him over the head when she got mad. She didn’t hit all that hard, but it was still bothersome.

 

Staring around, Ivan was mildly surprised. He was expecting there to be much more in the cop’s apartment space…but there really wasn’t. It was still better than what he had. But yet again, he was working at a café. He loved to cook, actually, and make new recipes for desserts… he had always considered being a baker… He wasn’t really sure about college… he didn’t know what he wanted to do for the rest of his life. Though until he knew, he wasn’t going to go off to college… it cost far too much to go and not know what he wanted to do. Rubbing his eyes, he was thankful for the fact that he had off of work tomorrow… though he wasn’t sure about the cop.

 

As he was lead towards the other’s room, he glanced at Kise as he heard the question. Thinking for a moment, he murmured, “I’ll let your decide… I’m not really sure what to do…I want to smell decent, but I also want to sleep…”

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Kise agreed, "Winter can be lovely, look almost forbidden.... a good excuse to cuddle." He chuckled playfully, "but I have always been a fan of the Summer.... and the colours it brings. Everything seems so... reinvigorated, like anything can happen." He said as he drove, happy that they could find something simple to talk about that wasn't sex or causing an argument between them.

 

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Once in his room Kise sat Ivan on the edge of his bed and chuckled at the others response before contemplating. "Strip off and get into bed, I'll get a clothe and wash you so you're not too bad. You can get a proper shower in the morning." At least this answered one of his unspoken questions, they would be really sleeping, it wasn't code for anything else. That was okay with Kise, deciding to help the sleepy man he helped to remove the others shirt. "I liked holding your hand." He commented almost absently, his mind contemplating many of their interactions so far.

 

He thought back to how the other had reached for his hand when they left the car, how he had gently squeezed the others fingers, giving silent support as they walked. Most of all, he liked the possession such a simple act spoke of. Of how it spoke of commitment and ownership. Ivan to him just as much as him to Ivan. A partnership.

 

Love was too soon, but still, he wondered if that was what drove people in love to public displays of affection, as if the emotion bubbled up until they simply couldn't contain it anymore? Needed to show the world? To proclaim it to everyone? He wished he could have that.... but even now there was a negative stigma that often surrounded gay cops.

 

Kise had never been in love.... but he would like to be one day, would very much like to give all of himself to another and know that he received their heart in return. Mutual togetherness.

 

It was too soon to think about this though, maybe if they lasted long enough it would happen between them, maybe not. Only time would tell and Kise intended to enjoy the ride. Removing the others shoes and socks he made a neat little pile on a chair in the corner by his bookcase. "Am I allowed to hold you while we sleep?" He asked, heading to the bathroom to get a warmed cloth to help clean the other. Returning to his room was near floored by the beautiful sight Ivan made on his bed, barely containing the groan that threatened to escape him.

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As Ivan was sat down on the corner of the bed, he let out a rather exhausted sigh, his eyes showing a bit of fogginess. He just really needed sleep…yes, that’s what he needed the most right now. He felt used, tired, yet…content. It was an odd mixture for him to feel, and he enjoyed it. As the other made the offer to wash him, the Belarusian man let out a small huff and smiled lightly. He wasn’t going to argue with the notion…he really did like the idea, especially since he was tired and wanted to feel relaxed rather than woken up…

 

 

“That sounds like a nice idea…thank you.” The white-haired man said this with a yawn, rubbing one of his eyes lethargically. He should really sleep more often… A rosy blush lightened the pale cheeks of the man, contrasting well on the insipid flesh. Kise liked to hold his hand? He had to admit, holding the other’s hand gave him a sense of protection, and it made him feel secure about himself. But did Kise feel the same way about it? “I um….really like holding your hand too…”

 

 

As he felt his shirt being slid off of his body, he let out a rather small sigh, offering the other a smile as he slowly unbuttoned his own pants, finding it a bit difficult due to the fact that he was tired. Slipping out of the skinny jeans, he remained in his underwear, not sure if he should take those off as well. The other’s seed was still inside of him… he didn’t really know what to feel about that.

 

 

“Hey…Kise….can we go get tested tomorrow?” Ivan had to admit to the fact that he was…well, scared. What if the other wasn’t clean and gave him something? Ivan, surprisingly, got tested every month, so he knew what his status was. He was always really antsy about that type of subject. He didn’t want to be HIV positive, he didn’t want to contract AIDS… he didn’t want to slowly die. His discomfort about the subject showed on his face as he asked.

 

 

“Y-Yeah…you can hold me.” Ivan nodded to the idea quietly. Nobody really held him while he slept. It was like cuddling, right?

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Kise chuckled a little, smiling at Ivan and reaching to stroke the guys hair. "I'm glad." He said honestly before frowning a little, he should probably be honest from the start.... right? "We might have to be careful though. While I.... eh...." Okay, so wanting to be honest and being honest were two different things! Still, now that he'd started he needed to finish. It was that, or he would look like an idiot... more of an idiot! "I don't hide that I'm gay... but there are those on the force who would try to push me out if they found out for sure. You know?" He worried his lip and ran a hand through his own blonde strands before sighing. "Something to consider later though." He said, smiling softly.... "Lets get you clean up and rested first.

 

Wash clothe in hand he started by cleaning the others chest. Warmly caressing the flesh there and allowing his thumb to gently stroke the guys skin as he worked. He knew this wouldn't be a perfect clean but at least he should manage to get most of the dried cum and sweat before it became too uncomfortable.

 

Spying the others briefs still on he went to remove them just as Ivan asked about being tested. His eyes snapped up to the others and after a moment he nodded. "Yeah. We can go tomorrow. I have the next two days off so it's not a problem." He knew he would feel better to get tested sooner rather than later too, even if they had to wait a few days to get the actual results. Leaning down, his knee sinking into the bed, he kissed the guys forehead. "Try not to worry about it. I'm clean, and I believe you when you say you're clean. So I'm sure we'll be fine." Not that he would risk either of them! Despite his reassuring words he would still insist that they get tested, it was just something that Kise was meticulous about.

 

A happy smile spread over his lip when the other said he could hold him. "Good. I might have sulked if you said no...." And slept on the sofa, after all Kise wasn't sure he would have been able to keep his hands to himself for long.

 

He wasn't done cleaning the other though, wiggling his underwear off he used the clothe to clean everything up, getting as much of the dribbling cum from the others arse in an effort to make him more comfortable... it was perverted perhaps, but despite knowing the risk his mistake had brought them both... the sight of his cum dribbling from the others arse had him hot and heavy in minutes.

 

Needing a moment to calm down he rubbed the guys leg and requested softly, "Snuggle under the covers Ivan." Before returning to the bathroom. He splashed water on to his face and even brushed his teeth before he felt in control enough to return to the other, climbing in bed and simply observing at first.

 

"Come here Sexy." He opened his arms in invitation.

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Ivan blinked a few times at what the other said. Nodding rather slowly, he murmured, "That's alright, I understand.... it would be better if you made sure not to have me around...I wouldn't want you to get fired from your job...as long as we get to spend time together after you're done with work for the day, I'm fine with that." He founde himself saying this...and he felt a rather faint pink blush come to his cheeks. Why was he saying this? He felt like disappearing... he didn't mean to sound weird in any way, shape, or form... he hoped that the other male wouldn't think it was weird that he said that....

 

 

As he felt the warm, yet slightly ragged cloth touched his skin, he let out a content sigh, closing his eyes and basking in the warmth that was offered by the rag. Humming in an appretiative way, a small yawn found it's way slipping past his still slightly reddened lips.

 

 

So the other had off tomorrow... did that mean that they'd be able to spend the day together? That'd be nice... Letting out a rather small huff, he murmured, "Okay... I feel a bit antsy..." he admitted quietly before he muttered, "After that, should I um...go home...or do you want to spend the day together?" Now that he thought abut it, he opened his eyes for a moment, striking a realization, "I forgot... I should give you my phone number... since we're um..." He tried to find the right word to use before saying in a light tone, "Since we're boyfriends..."

 

 

As the presumably older man pulled down his briefs, he let out a rather curt sigh as he felt the cloth against his arse, cleaning the cum that spilled from his puckered hole. It felt uncomfortable as it dribbled out slowly, sliding down the sensitive flesh. Squirming the slightest bit as the area was poked and prodded with the warmth of the cloth, he let out a rather small huff, a dark stain on his cheeks. When the other pulled away, he was instantly relieved and nodded quickly towards the blonde-haired man, pulling up his briefs and crawling towards the top of the bed, pulling the sheets over the slightest bit so he could slip underneath them.

 

 

Nestling his head against one of the two pillows on the bed, he let out another sigh. Why was the other in the bathroom? It wasn't any of Ivan's business, though he was curious... closing his eyes, he nearly fell asleep before the blonde made it out of the bathroom.

 

 

When he felt pressure on one side of the bed, slowly shifting the matress at a small angle, the Belarusian man blinked a few times as he was called over towards the cop, "Mmkay..." Rolling over on the bed, he made his way into the cop's arms.

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Kise listened to the other, sorrow filling him since it appeared as if he wanted to hide the other when in reality that was far from the truth. Would the other think that the reality was not what Kise had said but instead because he was once a prostitute? A whore, as he so often called himself?

 

He pushed those thoughts away for now, thinking instead on the title he was given. Boyfriend..... so the other chose to use that word? He knew of some people who didn't declare that title until they had dated for a while and had decided to take that step... Kise didn't mind either way, and given his earlier train of thought it was rather nice t hear the other say it, it settled his heart. "In the morning. We can exchange all of that after a good nights sleep and some grub...." He soothed, not really in the mood to be messing with numbers and phones and crap right now considering he was tired too.

 

But even in his sleepy head he could hear the uncertainty in the other, though perhaps that was helped by the guy also claiming to be anxious. He was glad for that, didn't like guessing games..... he had never been very good at them. "We can hang out if you want.... catch a movie or chill out here. Go shopping. Bowling. Nothing. Whatever really," he chuckled half joking as he said, "you never know, you might wake up and realise you've made a terrible mistake." He winked at the other and kisses his nose.

 

Boyfriends. Boyfriends. Boyfriends.

 

That word circled inside of his head again and again, and as he drew his sleepy partner towards him and kissed his snow coloured hair he couldn't help but smile. "Good night Ivan. Sleep tight.... I've got you."

 

Soon even Kise was fast asleep. A smile peeled across his face.

 

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Kise woke up early, just as he always did, and although his alarm wasn't set it still read 06:00. He yawned a little, stretched and froze..... his hand touched warm flesh and looking over it took him a moment to remember what had happened last night. A slow grin spread over his face and as he sneaked out of bed, being careful not to jolt the other and wake him, he freed himself from the thing and tiptoed out of the bedroom. Closing the door over but not completely, he wanted to be able to keep an eye on the other so he knew if he woke up, he set to work in the kitchen.

 

He hadn't been expecting company so his cupboards were rather barren, but he did have enough to make pancakes and bacon and scrambled eggs. Mixing and cooking he soon had everything underway, and the smell of delicious food filled his apartment. Opening the fridge he frowned... what would the other prefer.... pure orange juice that may taste like crap, since Kise couldn't remember when it had been open.... or day old iced tea.... decisions, decisions. Maybe water would be safer!

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"Hmm...that all sounds really nice..." yawned Ivan quietly before he murmured, "But maybe we can just stay here, and get to know each-other better... that sounds pretty nice to me..." Rubbing one of his eyes in a nearly kitten-like manner, the white-haired man parted his strawberry colored lips to yawn, revealing his pearly-whites as he did so. "I doubt that I'll regret it...I don't make too many good decisions, but...this feels right."

 

The idea that they were boyfriends... it was soothing, and he liked it. He liked it very much, actually. Smiling at the idea, he nestled his head against the chest of the blonde-haired man, one of his arms drawing up to rest on his side. The cop was rather comfy, he had to admit...

 

"Hmm...goodnight to you too, Kise, sweet dreams..." His voice was a bit airy as he said this, rather tired. He drifted to sleep in minutes, obviously exhausted enough to do so.

 

For once, his sleep was filled with pleasant dreams...

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Ivan wasn't bothered by the fact that the other man got out of bed early in the morning. In fact, the white-haired man remained asleep, not really wanting to get up, despite the fact that he could feel the warmth difference once he was gone. The bed was too comfortable to get out of... he wished that his bed at his apartment was anywhere close to this great and relieving. Snuggling his head against the pillow, he continued his sleep.

 

Later during the morning, he could smell the faint scent of bacon and eggs wafting into the room... it caused him to stir a little bit, though he didn't wake up, just rolling over on the bed, repositioning himself as he slept.

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Kise decided on water in the end as he pulled back and glanced at the bedroom... the other appeared to be shifting but didn't actually wake up. Kise grinned, finding that rather... adorable! He chuckled to himself and poured two glasses of water before dishing up the food onto two plates. He took a deep breath and looked at what he had created... it was only simple, but he hoped it was enough. Reaching above the cabinet he pulled down the tray.

 

As he worked to prepare breakfast he considered the conversation last night, although sleepy Ivan had suggested they stay here and get to know each other. That seemed like a good idea to Kise, he was rather interested to hear what stories the other could tell. Would they have anything in common? An interest that linked them together stronger than a fantastic bout of sex and a mutual attraction?

 

Kise didn't know but he was more than interested to find out.

 

Completed tray in hand he headed back to the bedroom, taking in the sexy sight before him. Ivan looked good nestled within his sheets. He chuckled softly and sat at the edge of the bed. The guy was snuggled in, as if he was in the most comfortable place on the planet. Once more the impression of a cat came to mind. "Hey sleepy head." Resting the food tray on his lap he used his free hand to gently nudge the other. "I made us some breakfast."

 

Kise knew they had a busy day.... and although he looked forward to spending time with the other, they needed to attend the walk-in clinic at some point today too. And yes, Kise was nervous about that fact.

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Ivan groaned softly when he felt someone sit down on the bed. It was probably Kise, coming to wake him up. He really didn't want to wake up, though the smell of food got closer...it smelled so warm and promising... how could he not want to wake up and get a piece of whatever the other made?

 

Blinking open his icy blue orbs after a few moments of contemplating, the Belarusian man yawned softly, obviously still a bit tired as he brought his hands up to his eyes, rubbing at them harshly, trying to wake himself up. Blinking a few more times before he glanced at Kise, he offered the blonde a smile.

 

Sitting up so that they could be on eye-level, the white-haired male murmured quietly, "Morning, Kise..." Sneezing softly into the inner part of his arm, he rubbed at his nose softly, turning the tip of it a flushed pink color.

 

"You made...us some breakfast?" He never really had anyone who cooked for him, so he was genuinely surprised by the idea, "That's...very kind of you, thank you so much..." He genuinely meant it, not wanting to sound greedy or rude by not thanking the man who had shown him hospitality... well, that man was his boyfriend. "I never really have anyone who cooks for me...except for my roommate when she's in a good mood... though, her cooking tastes horrible..." He chuckled softly. Remembering what happened last time he insulted her cooking, he gulped the slightest bit at the idea...

 

"Oh right...we have to go and get tested today..." At this thought, he realized something. He didn't have a change of clothes. "Shit..." He cursed under his breath, "I...don't have a change of clothing..."

[syaoran-puu]

Kise chuckled at the guy softly and grinned, winking at him. "Are you always this chatty when you first wake up?" He teased, not at all daunted by the others chatty nature. If anything it was rather refreshing. Kise was often considered a morning person so it was nice to see that the other might be too.

 

"I thought you would be hungry. I know I am.... and yeah, we need to get tested and then whatever we decide to do. Busy day." He smiled a little and after a moment paused leaning over and kissed the guy softly on the lips. "You never know, maybe my cooking is worst!"

 

Moving the tray he placed it onto the others lap and then shifted to sit opposite him, legs crossed, so he could enjoy his own breakfast.

 

Contemplating the clothing dilemma he said, "I'm sure we can find something for you.... if my clothes are too massive I'm sure I have some old joggers hanging around that we can tighten up to stay up. We can go to yours and pick up something better after that. Up to you."

 

As he took a bite of his bacon he considered the other.... finding him rather tantalising.

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"Kind of, yeah... I'm a bit of a morning person." remarked the white-haired man with a small smile as he answered the question that he was asked. He could be chatty in the morning, and he was usually up really early due to his job schedule. Rubbing one of his eyes again, he let out another small yawn.

 

As he watched the other talk, he murmured, "You already know me so well. I'm always hungry as soon as I wake up...though, after that, I usually don't eat until dinner, I don't really have the time to." He admitted with a huff. Feeling lips upon his own for a brief moment, he offered the blonde man a smile, his eyes holding a bit of a calm look, "If it's all that bad, maybe you should let me cook sometime in the future...I enjoy cooking, and baking...." A small blush came to his cheeks as he mentioned that. Usually cooking was considered to me a "woman's" job.

 

"I'm fine with wear loose clothing. They're comfortable. And it's not like I'm going out to impress anyone, because the only one I need to impress anymore is you." He was thankful for the fact that the other probably wore larger sizes than he did. If he wore less appealing clothing, it would be easier to draw attention away from himself. "If we could stop by my apartment later, that would be nice..."

 

As he watched the other begin to eat, he brought a piece of the crispy bacon to his mouth, savoring in the smoky taste that was the meat... he loved bacon.

[syaoran-puu]

Kise quirked a brow at that, "You should eat regularly....." But not wanting to sound like a nag he let it go... for now. "Just make sure you're taking care of yourself." He caressed the others cheek softly and smiled. Part of him wanted to add; For me but was unsure of the reception that would be received. So he left it unspoken instead.

 

Still he chuckled softly and nodded, "Already dissing my skills." He teased, adding a wink for good measure. "Maybe try it first.... but, I do like a man who cooks. You can take over my kitchen any time you want beautiful." He chuckled. "Not sure I know the difference between cooking and baking though." He admitted, not because he saw cooking as woman's work but because it was just never something he had been all that interested in. He had been more interested in wanting to protect others... there was a story behind that, but now wasn't the time to tell it.

 

Eating more of his breakfast, he was hungry after all, he contemplated the others words. After seeing the clothes that fitted the other like a second skin the night before, it was almost hard to imagine the guy in anything looser. Then again, he didn't really have anything other than one encounter and one outfit to consider. Wow, they really didn't know each other.... yet Kise had moved so quick! First by asking the other to be his and then by letting him spend the night. But there was niggle at the back of his mind... as if the opportunity would disappear if he dared to blink. That was something Kise couldn't allow.

 

"Sure, we can do that. You just have to ask, okay? We can do pretty much anything you want."

 

Finishing off his breakfast he leaned back on his elbows and just enjoyed the others company, he was in no rush to move, his stomach was full and his mind was content.

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"It's kinda had for me to eat regularly." admitted Ivan quietly before adding on, "I usually have to go to work in the afternoons, so I don't really eat lunch as often as I do my other meals... though, I was planning on opening my own bakery one day...so I'm saving up my money for that." Rubbing one of his eyes as he continued to eat his bacon, Ivan glanced at Kise with small huff.

 

 

When Ivan heard what Kise said, a small smirk came to his lips as he said, "Hmm...maybe we can take over the kitchen together~" He winked at the other in a suggestive manner, chuckling a biot afterwards before he said with a more serious tone, "I'd love to cook for you sometime... what types of food do you like to eat? I personally like Chinese, Japanese, Italian, German, and Greek foods... there are a few recipies that I enjoy from back home...though, Russia didn't have that great of food."

 

 

Ivan sighed quietly as he ran a hand through his pale hair, yawning softly as he continued to eat his food. He enjoyed the bacon, and the pancakes... though, the eggs tasted a bit starchy, but that was okay... One he was finished with the male, he let out a satisfied hum and murmured, "Breakfast was great, thank you..." Yawning once more, he asked, "Would you like me to wash the dishes since you did the cooking?"

[syaoran-puu]

"A bakery?" He asked, pleasantly surprised. Taking a moment he considered what the other must do currently, it didn't sound like it was just prostitution. "What do you do now?" He considered, for a moment. Then smiled, "I bet you make some lovely sweet treats if you want to open a bakery. What's your favourite?"

 

Kise was a believer on going after your goals, and while he didn't have the money to assist the other he knew there would likely be many of others ways for him to offer support and help. "What would you call it?"

 

When the other spoke of the type of foods that Kise would like he chuckled, "No french? My mother will sorely disappointed." Chuckling a little, "I will admit I have no idea what they eat in Russia.... but I am not fussy with food, I'm sure I will like anything you make."

 

Kise watched as the other man yawned several times. Taking the dishes when they were done he replied softly, "We can mess up my kitchen. Together. It's a date." He meant that too, he also meant his next words.... "You're my guest, I'll do the dishes." He smiled down at the other and said lightly. "Why don't you go back to sleep. I'll wake you in an hour and we can have a shower together.... or alone...." He shrugged a little. "Up to you beautiful."

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"I have always wanted a bakery... ever since I was a young boy, I always had a passion for cooking that never seemed to die out, y'know?" admitted the Belarusian with a small huff, rubbing on of his eyes in a lethargic manner, "I currently work as the head of a high-end cafe in town." Letting out a rather leisure sigh, the white-haired male leaned back against the pillows. "I really like to make Italian cookies, cakes, canolis, lobster-tails...pasteries in general are my forte. I also enjoy preparing soups and fancy dishes that make customers order them just because of the fact that they look pretty."

 

"I don't really know what I'd name my bakery...that's always what stumps me, to be honest..." confessed the lean male as he ran a hand through his own hair, a rather disgruntled noise leaving his lips as he flopped back down, his arms sprawled out against the pillows.

 

"French food is okay I suppose...I enjoy their soups, their meals are just so tiny..." sighed the man with muddle eyes, his legs still crossed, the tray still remaining in his lap. "I can maybe make some French bread for her if I ever met her." And as the other mentioned the food in his homeland, he murmured, "It's nothing really that special... I'm not really "from" Russia... but my family moved there after I was born. We originally lived in Belarus, a country nearby that had recently separated itself from the Union."

 

"Ooh, really? I'm already excited." purred the white-haired Belarusian in a teasing manner, his eyes closing as he stretched his arms upwards, "You're so kind to your guests...I'll do the same in return if you ever come over...though I advise against it... my roommate is a bit.... bitchy." Rolling his eyes at the simple idea of it, he murmured, "Let's take a shower together... doe I have permission to scrub you down?"