All throughout breakfast Hakkai acted as if nothing was wrong, like it was just any other ordinary day. Like he hadn't spent the night with every inch of his pale smooth skin pressed against Gojyo in his tiny bed. Like Gojyo hadn't spent the entire night trying not to notice the feel of that skin or how it contrasted with his own tan body. And like he hadn't sat two plates of the most strategically arranged phallic breakfast Gojyo had every seen on the table.
After just a few minutes of watching Hakkai enjoy his breakfast, complete with a soft hum of pleasure every now and then, the red haired kappa was desperately wishing he had worn more than his boxers to the breakfast table. For Gojyo, Hakkai had made the Kappa his favorite western style meal with the eggs placed just right, behind the sausage and bacon. For himself however, the green eyes brunette had opted for something a bit more traditional. There was the standard bowl of congee of course, but he had also made a plate of twisted crullers, and damn if the things weren't about a foot long each.
He would take the bread in his hand carefully and dip it into the white bowl of thick creamy congee and place the dripping end in his mouth topping the entire thing off with that pleased little hum. Gojyo's breakfast grew cold and congealed in its own grease while he watched. Hakkai glanced over at him as if he had just noticed the attention. "Is breakfast not to your liking Gojyo?"
The Kappa blinked, coming out of his trance. "Huh?" He croaked.
"Your breakfast, you've not touched any of your food."
"Oh, uh…" Quickly the red hair grabbed his coffee mug and gulped down the still warm liquid to buy himself some time for a little blood flow to return to the head on his shoulders and to wet his parched throat. "Yeah, it's good." He finally answered.
Hakkai raised polite eyebrows but there was no disguising the wicked gleam shining in emerald depths."Oh?"
Gojyo saw the gleam and recognized it for what it was so he was at least a little prepared for the challenge when it came. "Maybe all of that grease is too much for your stomach this morning, perhaps you would like to share some of mine?" Hakkai asked, taking another piece of bread, dipping it in the congee and holding it across the table toward his roommate.
Gojyo smiled a little at the picture of his oh-so-proper friend holding a dripping dick shaped piece of bread out to him with his hand cupped to catch the drips. Congee wasn't the only thing dripping at the moment, but the kappa just flashed Hakkai his infamous grin. "Hey, thanks."
This was his game Hakkai was trying to play. The brunette might be able to beat him at cards but there was no way Gojyo could lose here. Leaning forward the red head licked at the congee to stop the drip then took the rest of the dipped portion into his mouth, cleaning it thoroughly. It was slightly salty, but the kappa wasn't surprised, Hakkai didn't do things half way, he always paid attention to details and sometimes so did Gojyo; which was why when the bread was clean he dipped his head and licked Hakkai's palm clean as well. His tongue prodded the long fingers until they spread slightly so he could slip between them and curl his tongue around the digits one at a time. The sharp intake of breath from the brunette didn't go unnoticed, nor did the slight tremble in Hakkai's hand as he pulled back. Darkened red eyes met the ones across the table, now gone from bright mischievous emerald to shadowy forest green. They stared at each other for a long moment before Gojyo broke the spell. "I'm gonna take a shower." He husked. Hakkai watched the kappa swagger away with his boxers riding low on his hips and admitted silently that he just might be in some trouble. Standing himself, he began to clean off the table to provide a distraction from the thrill of pleasure caused by such a thought.