Title: The Virtue That Is Impatience
Pairing: Takeru/Ken
Rating: R
Word count: 293
Ken shivered and panted softly, breath echoing throughout the dark room. He could still hear the others chatting in the living room, their voices muffled through the closed door.
"Takeru, I don't think ..." he began, voice a whisper.
He felt Takeru smile against his throat and bit his lip, swallowing down the rest of his concerns. It was becoming increasingly difficult to worry about getting caught with Takeru's hands trailing down his sides, with his breath washing over Ken's neck, with his whole body pressing Ken into the wall.
There was loud laughter from beyond the door.
Takeru pulled back to look him in the eyes, his own pupils dilated. The moonlight shining through the window shimmered in his hair, glowing ethereally, like a crooked halo.
Ken felt the last of his resolve flutter away.
And then Takeru's mouth was against his, tongue seeking entry, which Ken awarded it all too eagerly. He felt dizzy and light-headed, whimpering as Takeru licked at his back teeth, as their tongues twirled together.
Takeru's thigh slipped between his, pressing against him, causing Ken's back to arch sharply. His groan was muffled into Takeru's mouth, hands scrabbling for purchase on Takeru's shirt.
And then there was a loud knock at the door.
"Takeru? Ken? The pizza's here!" Hikari's voice called.
Takeru leaned back with a disappointed sigh. "Be right there," he replied, voice perfectly even.
Ken blinked as Takeru stepped away from him, rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh well, later, okay?" He kissed Ken lightly on the nose, straightened his shirt, and, grinning, opened the door.
Ken let his head thunk back against the wall. He may have played the part of the Digimon Kaiser, but Takeru's special brand of cruelty was something else.