A/N: This took longer than planned. Very sorry, everyone!
Warnings: Sexytiems in this chapter!
Disclaimer: We don't own it.
Panacea: Chapter 4—Relax with Your Loved Ones
There was a pleasant weight stretched across Mikado's stomach, he realized as he slowly drifted back into consciousness. And something curled against his side, and hot breath puffing against his neck...
Mikado remembered the night before and smiled, opening his eyes blearily. Kida was still fast asleep, so Mikado picked up the hand on his hip and laced their fingers together, stroking his thumb over Kida's.
Mikado craned his neck to look at the leg that was thrown over his. Kida had never changed into his pajamas.
"Quit moving," Kida muttered into his neck.
Mikado rolled his eyes and tried to roll onto his side. Kida's hand was pinning him down at the shoulder.
"If you don't quit moving around I'm going to call Shinra-san and make him send Celty-san over here to hold you down with her smoke," Kida mumbled.
"I didn't know you were into bondage, Masaomi." Mikado poked his cheek.
"I didn't know you knew what bondage meant." Kida pushed himself up to kiss Mikado good morning.
Mikado chuckled quietly. "Too much time on the forums with Kanra-san, I guess."
"Oh? What else has Kanra-san been teaching you?" Kida swung a leg over Mikado so he was straddling him.
"This and that," Mikado said breezily. He laughed at Kida's expression, somewhere between horrified and skeptical. "Don't give me that look. I bet you and Saki-san have done a lot more than I've talked about with Kanra-san."
"Not really," Kida admitted, running his fingers absently down Mikado's arm. Mikado shivered.
"Huh." Mikado smiled, a little shyly. "So then, what have you done?"
Kida's ears burned red.
Mikado laughed quietly and beckoned Kida down to him. His hand curled around Kida's ear.
Kida flinched and jerked away, pouting sourly.
Mikado laughed shallowly. "I didn't know you were ticklish."
Kida crawled back over Mikado. "Well now you do."
"What have you done with Saki-san?" Mikado's eyes surveyed Kida curiously. "I'll tell you what happened with Sonohara-san."
"Can we not talk about them?" Kida glanced guiltily at his phone, balanced his weight on one hand, and slid the phone across the floor into the kitchenette area with a flick of his wrist. Mikado hooked his hands behind Kida's neck and pulled Kida down for a kiss.
"You already—"
Kida silenced the boy under him with another kiss. That was the last thing he wanted to be talking about.
"Masaomi..." Mikado panted. His chest was starting to hurt from the deep gulps of air he had to take when they broke apart. It was good, though. It hurt a lot less than when the doctors had tested how deeply he could breath when he first got into the hospital, and he was breathing deeper now. He smiled brightly at the blonde above him.
"Hm?" Kida dipped his head to trail kisses down Mikado's jaw.
"If you don't want to talk about the things you've done with Saki-san... maybe you could show me?"
Kida blinked, and Mikado flushed. Had he really just said that?
"I told you," Kida murmured, "we haven't... done much. But I guess I can..." Kida hesitated. "It's different because you're a boy."
Mikado chuckled. "Well, so are you. You know what you like."
Kida nodded, conceding the point, and slid off Mikado's waist, suddenly and uncharacteristically shy. "I don't..." Kida looked away. "I don't want to... disappoint you or anything."
Mikado tilted his head. "Masaomi, we don't have to do anything."
Kida's eyes glinted. "Do you not want my body? Mikado, I'm shocked." Kida clutched at his hoodie dramatically.
Mikado frowned, grabbing the hoodie and tugging down.
Kida's hand slid under Mikado's chin, tilting it up. "That will be taken as a 'Yes, Masaomi, I want to do all sorts of naughty things to your body!' incase you're wondering." Kida winked and sealed his lips to Mikado's.
The kiss started slow enough, a gentle meshing of lips. Kida's mouth trailed to Mikado's jawline, near his ear, and then down to his shoulder...
"If you start to hurt..." Kida touched Mikado's chest lightly. "...Tell me."
Mikado nodded, reaching up to push some of the hair in Kida's face away.
Kida kissed his lips once more before returning to where he had been attacking Mikado's Adam's apple. He trailed a hand down Mikado's chest lightly, then pushed Mikado's t-shirt up and turned his attention to a dark nipple.
"O-oh-Masaomi-" Mikado gasped, arching up as Kida's tongue swirled around his nipple, sending shocks of pleasure to his groin.
"Don't move around too much, or I'll stop," Kida warned him.
"I couldn't help it. Don't do such a good job if you don't want me to... react."
Kida snickered. "What I'm going to do next might make you re-break some ribs, then."
Mikado craned his neck to watch Kida slip down his torso and shuck off his pajama pants.
"What—" He groaned as Kida's tongue flicked over the head of his cock.
"If you arch your back like that again!" Kida sat up.
Mikado hissed as he eased himself back down to the futon. "Right..."
"You gonna be able to stay still?"
Mikado shook his head.
"Come on." Kida helped Mikado up and dragged him into the bathroom. He turned the shower on and stripped himself, then helped Mikado take off his bandages.
"Stay against the wall," Kida ordered with a grin.
Mikado let Kida push him against the back wall of the shower stall and tangled his hands into Kida's hair as the blonde's tongue curled around his shaft.
"I don't know if-" Mikado choked on his words as Kida swiped his tongue over the head of his cock. "Oh God-I don't know if this will help me not move-"
"Shh." Kida hummed around him, the vibrations making Mikado shiver. "You have such a sexy voice, Mikado, but it's very distracting~!"
"Sh-shut up," Mikado snapped, then gasped as Kida probed his entrance with one finger. "What are you—"
"Does it feel good?"
Mikado looked thoughtful for a moment. "Not really... It doesn't feel bad either!" Mikado clenched down on the finger as Kida began to pull it out.
Kida tilted his head in a half nod and dipped his head back down to Mikado's groin. He took the head into his mouth and sucked.
Mikado groaned and tightened his grip on Kida's hair. At least he wasn't arching forward this way, just trying to trust his hips, which he also wasn't doing anymore either due to the finger in... unmentionable places. He blushed as Kida worked the finger in further.
Kida's mouth was steadily working down his shaft, and then the finger wiggling inside of him brushed against something. Mikado shuddered. Kida swallowed and then coughed as Mikado came.
"Masaomi?" Mikado dropped to the floor of the shower next to Kida.
Kida coughed again and wiped some of the white fluid off of his face. He smirked.
Mikado looked at him warily. "Masaomi...?"
Kida leaned forward and caught Mikado's lips, forcing his tongue into Mikado's mouth.
Mikado pulled away. "That... tastes..." He flushed. "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. You're going to return the favor."
"I-I am?"
"It's only fair, ne, Mikado~?"
"But I... I don't know how..."
"Neither did I, but I did it, and you certainly seemed to enjoy it." Kida winked.
"But-you've had it done to you before..."
"And now so have you."
Mikado blinked. "Th-that's true..."
Kida stood, leaning against the wall where Mikado had been a minute before. "Go on," he said.
Mikado hesitantly took Kida's erection in hand, stroking from base to tip. Kida moaned encouragingly, so Mikado leaned forward and touched his tongue to the head.
Kida closed his eyes in pleasure. Mikado closed his lips around the head and flicked his tongue over the slit. Kida's hands found their way to Mikado's hair, settling, rather than tugging. Mikado brought the hand that wasn't at the base of Kida's cock up to trace over his balls.
Kida moaned loudly as the dark haired boy's tongue slipped around his head. Mikado pulled back with a small lick. "Do you want me to do...that?" Mikado made a gesture.
"If you want..." Kida shrugged a shoulder.
Mikado nodded and took Kida back into his mouth.
"Ribs okay?" Kida gasped.
Mikado hummed in answer and ran a fingertip over Kida's entrance.
"Nngh—wow—" Kida had to strain to keep his hips from bucking. "And you said that didn't feel good?"
Mikado looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, then slipped the finger inside Kida, watching Kida's expression change.
"Oh. Ohh. That's weird."
Mikado dragged his tongue up the underside of Kida's cock, experimentally pushing the finger deeper and then drawing it back out again. Kida squirmed, his fingers scrabbling to find purchase on the tiled wall.
"Are you okay?" Mikado asked, momentarily pulling his mouth away from Kida's length.
"Am I okay? Is that a serious question? Keep going!"
Mikado flushed and went back to licking the head, using one hand to cup Kida's balls and the other to finger him.
"Mikado..." Kida panted, his hips rolling in small circles. Mikado looked up and hm-ed in question. At that moment Mikado's finger brush something inside of him and Kida pushed Mikado's head away from his groan as he came, not wanting Mikado to suffer the same fate as he had.
After the initial splash of white goo hit his cheek, Mikado brought his hand up and cupped the head of the length. Mikado straightened, and, after a kiss, they finished showering.
They lay on Mikado's futon afterward, Mikado on his back and Kida curled carefully around him, an arm thrown over his waist and his head on Mikado's shoulder. Mikado toyed with the ends of Kida's hair.
"Ne, Masaomi..."
"Hm? What is it?" Kida mumbled sleepily.
"I... I was just thinking... this feels wrong." Kida sat up, looking down at Mikado in confusion and a little fear, so Mikado continued quickly, "N-not because it's... you... Just... Saki-san..."
"...Oh." Kida ran a hand through his damp hair. He didn't know what to say, so he lay slowly back down, cushioning his head on Mikado's shoulder again.
"I... I don't want to lie to her... but I don't want to make you choose..." Mikado paused. "Well, I want you to choose. A-and if you'd rather be with Saki-san..."
"Don't be stupid," Kida murmured. "None of this would've happened if I would rather be with Saki. I wouldn't string you along like that." He sighed. "I'll call her. Where's my cell phone?"
Mikado raised a hand and pointed toward the kitchenette. "You shoved it over there."
Kida got up to pick up the phone and walked back over to Mikado, stooping to give him a kiss. "I'll be back in a little bit, call me if you need anything." Kida placed the bottle of water and the pain killers next to the futon and pulled Mikado's cell phone off the desk to slip it under the pillow.
Mikado frowned a little as Kida left but eventually took a sip of the water and went back to sleep, his hand tangled in the phone charms. Kida came back later with ice cream, a chocolate cone for himself and strawberry for Mikado.