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The Mini-Skirt

The man looked, concern filling his eyes.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked the boy.

"No… No… Keep going… I think I can-"

There was a scream. The boy had screamed so inaudibly even the man was surprised.

"I TOLD YOU IT WOULDN'T FIT!" yelled Len.

"Well sorry! I had to try didn't I?" Kaito said, flushing as Len pulled the skirt off. There was a shimmering in Len's eyes that caught Kaito in a trance. He soon dismissed it and had his attention on the skirt. "You know you didn't have to do it… I just thought it was a good idea until you couldn't fit."

"Yea? Well you could've said that earlier and not force me to scream!" screamed the impatient boy as he sat down on the bed, soon searching franticly. "Ummm… Kaito-nii? Where are my shorts?"

"Oh, right." Kaito took a quick scan of the room and found nothing. "I don't know. Where did you leave them?"

The boy turned bright red. "I GAVE THEM TO YOU!" he said as equally concerning as he was frantic.

Kaito gave a slight smile and chuckled low in his throat.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?" Len squeaked as he got up. Kaito moved to the bed swiftly and slowly pushed him back down. He towered over the boy sitting down as if he didn't already. Some color had crept upon the younger's face as he stood again; looking up into his seme's eyes with a sly smile on his face. Kaito then took Len by the small of his back and embraced him tightly. Len was a bit surprised but then again, he always was. The older man smirked as Len fought to see his face. Kaito loosened his grip around the boy, still holding his hands firmly on Len's hips. Len blushed when he saw Kaito smiling down at him. He'd always wished he were taller. He then slowly crept up on his tip toes maintaining eye contact with the older man at all costs. Kaito's face softened as his hands placed themselves on Len's ass to lift him up and kiss him. Len started to squeal in objection to this but soon melted under Kaito's force. A small moan escaped his lips as Kaito kissed him more passionately the more he sat down.

They were soon sitting on the bed, lost in one another's lips as Kaito started to let his hands creep up Len's shirt to pull it off. Len gasped at the touch of the older man's hands but soon accepted it as he helped him. Kaito pulled away ever so slightly so the shirt could lift over the younger boy's head. Len went straight for Kaito's casual shirt and had it off as quickly as his own had disappeared. Kaito had looked a bit surprised but soon reached for his own pants. He heard a small and strained gasp from Len. Kaito peered up slightly to see him only to find his face had colored again. The older man gave him a smirk as Len looked up into his eyes.

"Maybe you aren't ready yet…" Kaito acquired after seeing Len's expression.

"N-No. I can handle it." he tried saying with confidence but faltered miserably.

Kaito looked away and got off the bed. Len grabbed his hand on impulse.

The look on the boy's face spoke for him.

"Maybe another time, kiddo. I'm beat." Kaito slipped his shirt back on and left the room. Len soon followed suit, putting on a pair of pajamas after rifling through Kaito's drawers. He could hear the older man in the kitchen making something. He wandered through the house and found him fixing some ramen for them both. They sat at the table in a comfortable silence, eating their ramen and drinking Chūhai. Kaito looked up to see Len looking toward the bedroom.

"So… What are we gonna tell Miku?"

Yes, what will you tell Miku?

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