Disclaimer: Detective Conan & Magic Kaito belong to Aoyama Gosho.
Ship: Kaitou KID x Edogawa Conan/Kudou Shinichi
Genre: supernatural, horror (?), lemon, PWP, non-con, OOC!KID
Words: 1257
Summary: A mindless treat for somebody ended up being an excruciating trick for somebody else (incomplete… again). Continuation from Spiral #9
Warning: explicit PWP + non-con + OOC KID x Conan. Read at your own risk. Lack-of-plot/fluff warning. Flames are not welcomed. Happy Halloween! XP
Forest of Bewilderment (part 2)
"…what is the meaning of this, KID?" snarled Conan as he glared firmly into KID's eyes. That's when he noticed that there was also an unnatural crimson glow around the thief's iris.
"Isn't it obvious? It's my return gift to you for messing up my previous heists," said KID as he quickly snapped his fingers to reveal a small red and white capsule with a bottled water.
"W-What?! H-How did you get your hands on that?!" sputtered Conan as his eyes widened at the sight of the all too familiar capsule.
"You should know already, Tantei-kun – a magician must never reveal his tricks, and definitely not his sources. But I was told this is something that could unveil all of your secrets. I must admit, I'm very intrigued by it."
Before Conan could react, KID had shoved said capsule down the base of his throat, and right after that a mouthful of water was forced down his throat as KID brought their lips together. The shock from KID's actions had left him stunned and unable to react except to gag and force the water out of his airway. He could remember this feeling of fear very well – it reminded him of how Gin force fed the murderous poison down his throat months ago. He certainly didn't expect – wasn't prepared – to experience something similar again, especially not in KID's presence. As Conan caught hold of himself moments later, he perked up only to be faced by the annoying smirk of the white-clad thief again.
"KID! State your purpose!" The bespectacled boy scowled, while trying to hide his internal turmoil of swallowing what could very well be a temporarily antidote of the Apoptoxin4869, the poison that had turned him into this current child form.
"Didn't I say that it was a gift? And well," whispered KID as he kneeled down once again next to Conan. "Just thought I could have a taste of my favourite dish… before anyone else gets the first dip."
Without giving Conan any time to contemplate over his words, KID forced Conan's mouth open again with one of his gloved hands and pressed their lips together. Conan could feel air escaping him as KID's moist and warm tongue curled around his own and other parts of his mouth. At that point he was too shell-shocked to physically react – just moments ago KID had forced the antidote down his throat, and now KID was… was… kissing him? None of these were comprehensible. This can't be a planned part of the heist, could it? What are the thief's motives? What is he trying to achieve? It wasn't until a gloved hand started wavering over the sensitive spot on his chest that he was able to snap himself back to reality, and immediately bit down on the offending tongue that was still inside his mouth.
As expected, KID retreated right away to nurse his tongue. Conan could feel the metallic taste in his mouth, so that means he must've had bit down hard enough to draw blood, but judging from how KID didn't scream or pass out, he probably didn't manage to deal damage that's severe enough to handicap the thief.
Damn.
Conan fanatically searched around for anything that could possibly be used to untie his hands or to pick the handcuff's lock, but it was too dark and misty for him to see anything other than himself, the mat he's sitting on, KID, and some trees and bushes nearby. It didn't look like there is anyone else around except them, either. Just as he was about to start screaming to see if he could attract any attention, KID grabbed his mouth and pushed his whole body against the trunk of a nearby tree, also causing his glasses to bounce off his face onto the grass.
"My, my, someone sure is a feisty little one!"
The child-sized detective continued to twist around in attempt to escape KID's grasp to no avail due to their clear difference in physical build. Nothing more than muffled scream could escape from his mouth, and it was definitely much quieter in comparison to the noisy rustling of leaves in their proximity. Panic continued to grow within him as KID continued to keep him pinned to the tree with his hand on his face, and his knee on both of his legs.
"Shall we continue with this then, Tantei-kun?" Clearly it wasn't a question, it was a mere statement of intention. As KID spoke, Conan also noticed that KID's tongue doesn't appeared to be injured at all. He was absolutely certain that he tasted blood earlier, so why…? His train of thought was once again interrupted as KID began to nibble behind his ear and neck, while his free hand started to ghost over his chest again. It seemed no amount of effort could get him out of his current trapped state. KID's hand and knee that's trapping him didn't even flinch a bit despite his constant twisting and turning. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but it felt as if the more he struggled, the more eager KID's hand and mouth became. He could feel his energy slowly getting drained from him as the unfamiliar and disruptive sensation intensify.
To his mortification, as KID's hand slid down his abdomen and into his shorts, a choked moan had escaped from his covered mouth. He could hear a quiet chuckle down KID's throat, as the thief moved on to undo his shorts. At this point his body already felt flushed and burning, and he couldn't tell if it had to do with the antidote he just swallowed earlier, or if it was because of the way KID had been stimulating his sensitive spots.
Conan didn't have to open his eyes to figure out what the moist and warm thing that had engulfed his private area is. He wasn't even sure what exactly is he feeling right now – a mixture of heat, fear, shock, humiliation, confusion, and, as much as he hated to admit, arousal, are stirring up inside him everywhere. He didn't even know that he could experience that despite being stuck in Conan's body. He had completely lost control over what's happening to him right now; he could hardly even breathe properly with the hand still over his face, and it certainly didn't help that he's hyperventilating because of the persistent stimulation down his groin. KID's tongue and lips had been tapping pleasure points that he didn't even know existed.
He could feel his heart beat racing with all of his blood rushing downward as his length continued to harden, and his hips involuntarily thrusted towards KID's mouth. His motions were responded by more keen sucking– was that KID's teeth that just glazed his length? In a matter of seconds, the pressure was senselessly relieved into KID's mouth. He could hear KID's silent choking and swallowing while his face was released from the thief's grasp. He's too breathless and worn out to care that he'd landed face down onto KID's lap.
The detective wanted to think that this was all over for the time being, but he could still feel his heart beat speeding up and his body heating up. Naturally speaking, shouldn't one's body start to relax after going through that? As he groggily ponders over the matter, a strong contraction of his heart immediately reminded him of the antidote he'd swallowed earlier – right now it's no longer arousal that's driving his body; it's the biochemical reaction caused by the antidote…!
TBC (?)
Afterword: Thanks for reading! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and faved my fics! I'm sorry I haven't updated Spiral in like a year and this is still incomplete OTL. I'll upload this as a separate fic if I ever manage to finish it lollll *epic fail*
I recycled the idea from Spiral #4 if it wasn't obvious XD Except this is also a failed attempt at writing creepy!KID *gets shot*
Conan movie 19 the Inferno of Sunflower is soooo awesome with all the KIDco-ness, if you ignore how lame the plot actually is XD
~*~ Happy Halloween everyone! Have fun and stay safe! ~*~