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First times

"Leon, it is bedtime," D reminded the human softly, stepping inside the Crystal Palace. Honlon, Pon-chan and Dana complained.

"Play bàbà!" the little girl demanded."

D shook his head. "Not anymore, Dana," he replied and gathered up her plush cat and penguin. "Now it's time for bed. Don't you want to know how it feels to sleep in a bed for big girls?"

Kanan snorted when the child's eyes suddenly blazed with joy. "Dana own bed!" she cried out. Leon looked up in surprise.

"She's got her own room now?" he asked and rose from the floor. The kami nodded and proceeded to gather toys.

"Yes. I prepared one for her today along with your room, Leon," he answered. "It is right beside my bedroom."

The human shook his head in amazement. "This shop's just weird," he murmured, but scooped his daughter up all the same. "C'mon, sweetie, let's have a look at your new room."

"Me too!" Pon-chan cried and followed them. T-chan cracked open one eye.

"I hope it's not pink," he commented and stretched, yawning. D frowned. "Pink? Tetsu, really!" he started, but the totetsu cut him off. "Just wanted to make sure," he laughed and was off, too. The kami shook his head in mild wonder.

Shuko nudged him. "It's not pink?" she inquired, seemingly disappointed. "What a shame. Can we paint the Crystal Palace pink then?"

"Shuko!" the Count reprimanded while Kanan and Junrei broke down laughing.

Leon stepped out of Dana's new room just as D returned from Honlon's room, having given his dragon daughter a severe lecture about behaviour. He was still a bit flustered and the blonde, noticing this, chuckled and placed an arm around his waist. "What's the matter, did Kanan do something?" he asked.

D shook his head indignantly. "No, it was Shuko. Kanan is rubbing off on her."

The glance he sent Leon was meant to be reprimanding, but in truth was just warm. "Are you tired, Leon?" he inquired.

The human nodded. "Yeah, quite. Was a hard day again. Can you imagine what I'm going through at the moment because of you and the kid? I can't work anymore 'cause everybody keeps dropping by and asking me questions."

D chuckled and opened the door opposite to his own bedroom. "My poor Leon," he said and stepped inside. "I hope this will make you feel better. I took the freedom of placing your things in here…"

The room was much like Leon's apartment, safe the posters. Not much furniture, but great windows. The blonde smiled when he noticed the various plants in it. It seemed a lot friendlier than his apartment. "Yeah, think this is gonna help," he acknowledged and turned back to the kami. "So, then… goodnight?"

Something in his face seemed to be wrong. Something…

D hastily swallowed the question he wanted to pose. "Yes, good night, Leon. I shall retire to my own room," he announced.

Was it a flash of disappointment?

Still, he quietly closed the door and headed to his own bedroom, not knowing if he should berate himself for acting so silly. Had it been a good idea to give Leon a room instead of just asking him to sleep in D's? After all, they were a couple now – at least he thought so… when did humans call an affair an affair and from which point on was it a relationship? What name would Leon use for that which was between them?

D slipped out of his cheongsam and pulled on his pyjamas. Then he quietly opened the door to his daughter's bedroom and checked on the child, but she was fast asleep. Perhaps he should have given Leon a room on the other side of Dana's, or at least connected to his own… but he was just opposite. He should hear her cry, too…

The young kami sighed and snuggled into his bed, staring at the ceiling. It was him who was making this complicated. He just thought too much. Leon wanted to sleep in the pet shop because of the child, and their relationship, if it could be called such, was not that far yet to be sleeping in one bed… was it?

A knock at the door made him straighten again. "Yes?" he called, heart beating fast, mouth suddenly dry. It could only be…

Leon entered and carefully closed the door behind him. Then he stood there, pushing his hands into his pockets, clearly embarrassed. D blushed, too. The blonde cleared his throat. "So, mind if I come in?" he asked. The kami shook his head, wondering what he should answer. If things had been different, had been like three years ago, his response would have been a chilly "It seems I won't be able to stop you even if I mind, Detective, and it is kind of late asking that considering you're already inside."

But now he was at a loss what to do. Leon walked up to the bed and sat down on it hesitantly. He scratched his head. "It's just – it's kinda silly using two bedrooms, ain't it? I mean, we're a couple now – at least, officially… we could as well stay in just one room."

He glanced at the wall, beet-red. They were silent for some seconds. Then D made room besides himself and laid his hand on the silken sheets. "You are probably right, Leon. Would you – care to join me?"

Silently he berated himself for such a silly sentence. It sounded like – like he was trying to seduce Leon, or something like that. Why did this have to be so difficult?

The blonde glanced at him, and then, startling D, he started to laugh out loud. "God, D, if you could just see yourself now!" he gasped. "Oh my god, we have to be the silliest idiots in the world," and he continued to laugh, blue eyes dancing merrily. D wanted to be angry at him for saying such, but he found the corners of his mouth quirking up, and before he could stop himself, he had started laughing, too.

Leon came into the bed to sit besides him and took him into his arms immediately. "Now we're gonna start calling each other Mr Detective and Count D again and it's just perfect," he chuckled. "I can see why the couples in the 19th century never called each other by first names. It makes the whole atmosphere so much more relaxing, don't you think so, too?"

"Probably," D agreed and snuggled into the embrace. "Mr Detective, would you kindly care to come under the covers?"

Leon grinned and answered. "Oh, thank you very much, Count D, I think I shall consider that option," he said pompously, coaxing another laugh out of the kami.

"It's kind of absurd," he mused and held the covers up so the blonde could slide under them. "I mean, the way humans use titles and such. Though the rules have become much more relaxed in the past years."

Leon settled into the bed comfortably, putting one arm under his head and sliding the other around D's slender frame. "Good. I don't like being formal anyway."

He turned his head and placed a kiss on D's lips. It felt completely natural, so he kissed the kami again. "And I'm really glad you stopped calling me Mr Detective. Leon sounds much better."

For a moment they just lay there in silence. The D spoke up. "Leon? What are we supposed to do now?"

The blonde couldn't help the chuckle that bubbled up and he laughed. "Whatever we want to do, honey," he answered, still chuckling. "What do you mean? There's no etiquette concerning what you do in bed with your lover. Well, apart from: don't do anything he doesn't want you to do."

D hid his head in Leon's shoulder and the blonde gently stroked his back. "This is new for you, ain't it?" he asked gently. "I'm sorry, D, I didn't think about that. Just tell me what you want to do, okay?"

The kami shook his head still buried in Leon's shirt. He sighed and thought for a moment. "Okay, then I'm going to tell you what I want to do. And then you tell me something you want to do, deal?"

D hesitated and then nodded. The blonde grinned. "Great. I'd really like to kiss you now."

The kami raised his head from Leon's shoulder and shyly placed a kiss on his lips, eyes averted, hiding his deep blush as good as possible behind the curtain of his dark hair. Leon could feel how tense his body was and decided he had to make D relax. So he returned the kiss softly, slipping his fingers into the silky blackness. Distinctly he recalled the feeling. Yeah, he'd done that before, but he couldn't remember if the kami had liked it.

But he didn't object either. So Leon dared to prolong his strokes, gliding over the silk of D's pyjama top. The guy was for sure used to luxury. Silken nightclothes, and they were quite elaborate from what Leon had been able to see, with little closures just like the ones on his cheongsam and silver thread woven into the soft green fabric.

D's shoulders were all hard and tense, and he shuddered for a moment when Leon touched them. He stopped immediately. "You okay?" he asked. Mismatched eyes opened and focused on him.

"Yes, thank you," the kami silently answered and slipped down again.

"You're all tense," Leon said and tested one shoulder with his thumb. D winced. "Here, let me take care of that. I'm quite good at giving backrubs," he offered, then remembered what he'd suggested. "If you like."

D seemed to consider for a moment, then he nodded, blushing again. "Yes," he whispered and Leon wriggled out. He sat up and pushed the covers back until they only covered D's legs and ass. Then he took in the sight for a moment. Boy, D was skinny! He'd already noticed the mornings the kami had been in his apartment, but now it seemed even more worrying. For some reason the silk accentuated the bones more than the pure skin did.

"D, you've gotta eat more," he said, rubbing his hands together to warm them up. "Place your hands besides your head, kay?"

"I am eating enough," D replied and did as he was told, wanting to add something else, but the sudden weight and heat of Leon's hands on his shoulders cut him off. Immediately his body absorbed the warmth. The hands stayed there for a moment, then started kneading the tense muscles carefully.

"Tell me if I'm hurting you," Leon murmured, absorbed in his task.

"No…" D's voice trailed off as he relished in the sensation. Of course he could have asked one of his pets to give him a backrub. Especially the cats were quite skilled in that respect. But Leon was much better. His hands felt so big, and yet, they were so careful and tender, testing the tension before working on it until it was gone. The kami had never thought of Leon being so considerate.

The unease disappeared with every tension the human loosened. D felt luxurious lethargy settle in his body. He almost started purring. The hands glided further down, treating the muscles to both sides of his spine now, careful not to extend pressure on the spine itself. A contented sigh heaved up the kami's chest. "Yes, that spot," he whispered and stretched like a cat, eliciting an amused chuckle from Leon.

"This here?" he asked, placing light fingers on a spot right besides the last rib.

D, against his will, started to purr. "Yes, that one. Oh!"

"No wonder you're so stiff all the time if your back's that tense," the blonde mumbled and worked his way back up the spine, testing if there were any tensions left. Finding that there were none, he stopped kneading and simply petted the kami, who seemed to have turned into silky liquid beneath his hands. Leon followed his hand, taking in as much as possible. D was such a fragile thing. Even his bones felt frail under his hands. He could barely believe this was the guy who could be shot several times without dying and still look pretty and fresh afterwards.

"Leon?" D purred, eyes still closed in bliss.

"Yeah?"

"It's your turn to say what you want to do." The mismatched eyes opened and the blonde noticed to his surprise that there was an enticing spark in them. He swallowed.

"Let's see, what do I want to do?" he mumbled, unable to look away. The kami blinked slowly, turned around and wrapped slim arms around Leon's neck.

"I might have a suggestion," he whispered and tugged him down. Again their mouths met. D was a fast learner. But Leon didn't think about that any longer when the kami's arms slipped down his back and effectively forced him to lie down besides him.

"See? Not that difficult, is it?" the blonde whispered and let go of D's lips in favour of his throat, working under his mouth. No high collar here now, and Leon silently decided to make D wear less high-collared garments. It was a shame to hide this throat. Or this lovely, delicate collarbone.

And, thinking about it, why should D wear a top at all?

The kami gasped slightly when he felt the hand tugging at the closure of his nightclothes. "Leon, what are you doing?" he whispered, suddenly tense again. The human picked up on that and left the frog alone, instead stroking D's back again. Promptly the kami snuggled closer and returned the caresses, playing with Leon's blonde hair and tugging at the hair tie.

"Don't, D, they're gonna be a mess tomorrow," Leon murmured into the curve of neck and shoulder, tickling him with the words. D shuddered with delight.

"It's my turn," he gave back and freed the mass of blonde strays. "Besides, if you wish, I will comb you tomorrow."

The human chuckled. "You're gonna comb my hair? That I wanna see."

"I have a lot of experience." D's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Pets need to be brushed and combed, too."

To that Leon barely snorted. "Great, I'm treated like a pet in here. I only hope you're not gonna use T-chan's brush on me."

D shut him up by kissing him again, and while he was distracted, Leon took the chance to slip his hand under D's top. D shuddered and pressed himself against Leon. The blonde had to suppress a groan. Oh, fuck. If D continued to be this way, all nice and warm and pliable in his arms, he couldn't guarantee for anything anymore…

"You should undress," the kami whispered as if on cue. This time Leon moaned.

"D, don't say such things!" he prayed and took a deep breath before opening his eyes to look at his lover.

The mismatched eyes seemed both shy and curious. "But you are still in your day clothes. This can't be comfortable."

But better for you.

The blonde stared at him a little helpless. "Not that I want to sound as if I wanted to sleep in them, but are you sure you want me to undress?"

Finally Leon's point hit home and the kami blushed deeply. "I – that was not what I meant!" he stammered, unsure again.

"I know," Leon croaked and tore his gaze forcefully from D's beautiful, flushed cheeks, gleaming eyes and red lips while he tried to figure out just exactly how much D knew about relationships and sex. He'd have to have sex before Leon. Otherwise how should he have taken advantage of him? Especially since drunken men weren't quite known for their skills in bed.

But he didn't seem to know what to do all the same…

The light touch of D's fingers on his face made him abandon that thought and look at the kami again. He licked his lips unsure. "We could agree on just – cuddling?" he suggested, seeking Leon's eyes. Entranced, the blonde nodded.

"Yeah. Okay. I'll just – take my jeans off. If that's okay."

D's eyelashes fluttered and he blushed, but nodded. Hell, could they get any more complicated?! Leon had never been shy in bed with anyone. Unsure, yes, when he'd been in high school. But that was a long time ago.

On the other hand – he'd never been with anyone like D. Not female, not male, not human. Perhaps complicated wasn't too bad right now.

So he disentangled himself from silken bed sheets and took off his jeans with a soft sigh. Better. Much better. No reason to be embarrassed at the bulge in his boxers. D was partly male himself, he probably knew what this was like…

Did he?

The young kami had watched him from beneath lowered lashes and caught Leon's unwilling gaze to his nether regions. Blushing, he drew the covers up, but Leon had already seen a similar bulge in D's pyjamas. However, his feeling of relief didn't stop the burning in his cheeks. He couldn't believe he'd just checked out D's… whatever.

"This is totally strange," he mumbled and slipped back under the covers, too. "Just how - ? Oh, forget it."

"No, ask, please," D assured hastily. "I – we probably should talk about my – anatomy…" The fact that he was hiding his face in the cushion as good as possible while saying that wasn't very reassuring.

"You're sure?" Leon asked, highly sceptical. "I mean, I'm gonna find out sooner or later… probably…"

"I –" D took a deep breath, then he leaned over Leon, did something and the lights dimmed. "My species sexual characteristics are not quite like a human's," he started to explain.

Leon stopped him, though, afraid of the situation getting even more embarrassing. "Would you mind just – you know, showing me?" he inquired. "Just, you know, then we'd not have to talk…"

For a moment he thought the kami was insulted, but then a slim hand grabbed his and guided it back under the silken pyjama top. D snuggled closer again, lying on his back while Leon propped himself up on one arm and let D guide his hand, simply feeling.

At first he felt the warm, smooth skin under his fingers. He brushed it lightly with just the fingertips and it immediately got goosebumps. D's hand tugged his along up the chest, so Leon just let him do what he wanted and explored D's upper body carefully. Only when he knew the feeling of the frail ribs (D really had to eat more), the little spot right under D's arms that made him giggle nervously when he touched it and the dip of his stomach did Leon turn his attention to D's nipples. He was not surprised to find out that they were more like a woman's than a man's, soft and big and responsive.

For a moment he almost started chuckling nervously, too, when he remembered that Dana had probably sucked at them, but he was able to suppress the giggle. Laughing would not ease D's tension, nor his own, which was both made of the nervousness at the strange situation and the long denied yearning for exactly this body.

So Leon took a deep breath and steadied himself. D's hand again took his and guided it further down, over the stomach, the belly, the navel…

"Why do you have a navel?" Leon asked surprised, hearing his voice echo in the bedroom. D laughed softly and some of the tension vanished.

"A remainder of the old times," he answered and let Leon explore the small hollow. "To remind us that even though we can be born without parental help now, earth is still our mother."

"A lot of philosophy behind a simple belly button," the human remarked. D chuckled again.

"Probably," he agreed. "At least that was the explanation grandfather gave me. But he might have made it up, for all that I know."

"Huh."

Leon wanted to answer, but D's hand had taken his again and was tugging it away from the body part in question to where D's silken trousers began. There it halted its movement and the other joined it. Leon's heart was hammering in his chest and he gulped. "You sure?"

Did he imagine it or was D's breath somehow uneven, too?

The waistband of the silken garment gave way and Leon's hand slipped underneath before he had time to think.

"Yes."

Well, okay then.

%&% Hand in his trousers. Now you should stop reading. %&%

D's hand was still on Leon's, but not guiding him anymore, just lying on top of it light as a feather. The blonde steadied himself again, swallowed and moved his hand down.

The first thing he noticed was that it didn't feel that different to himself. Of course, D's skin was a lot smoother than his, and there was no hair anywhere. He figured that given D's foreign anatomy, it would be more trouble than use. Or perhaps it was just for the sake of beauty. Who could know, with unearthly beautiful creatures like D?

Then he met something familiar, and D's breath caught in his throat for a second. His hand tightened on Leon's. Immediately the blonde stopped and waited. "Go on," D whispered. "If you want to know…"

"Not if it's not okay for you," Leon replied firmly, cursing the blood in his body rushing to a most unfavourable place. D took a few deep breaths and then pressed his hand encouragingly.

"It is okay," he answered decidedly. Leon listened for a quiver, anything in his voice that might have told him the kami was bowing to his will rather than his own needs, but when he could not discern anything, he dared to feel around.

"Cute," he voiced.

"What?" came the baffled reply. Leon bent forward and kissed D. Oh, hell, yeah, he was nearly gasping for air. Leon decided to take it slow. "You," he said and lay down to wrap his other arm around D's shoulders.

The kami came willingly, pressing himself into Leon's larger body. "I do not think I understand."

The blonde kissed him again. "Small but cute," he explained.

It took a moment for D to process what he meant. Then: "Oh! Ah, Leon, I am… since we are not fully male…"

"Ssh," Leon soothed and, for lack of a finger to put on D's lips, kissed the kami once more. "Has no one ever told you size doesn't matter?"

"Well, I guess if you see it this way…" D said warily and sighed when Leon stroked a finger over him.

"I do," he murmured and considered telling D that actually the differences he was feeling were doing a lot to make him feel better with this, too. If he had to touch another man's cock, he preferred it to be noticeably dissimilar from his own. And D was, though somehow familiar, obviously different, if Leon could trust his fingers.

So far, so good. Time to get on to the really interesting parts.

Carefully Leon let go of D's manhood, eliciting again a soft sigh from the kami, and then a silent moan when he started stroking his thighs, parting them tenderly, since D had pressed them together quite tight. Then he chuckled again when he realised something else. "Hey, you're missing something very important," he pointed out and felt D raise his head to look at him in the darkness.

"Which would be?" he asked.

Leon bit his lip. "I always knew you just don't have the balls to eat meat."

"You are being stupid," D chided and shoved him a bit. The blonde lost the fight and laughed out.

"Yeah, I am. Sorry. Just – how does that work? I mean, didn't you say you could get human women with child?"

"I could if I wanted to," the kami said stiffly. "If you care to know, the male body parts you are referring to are inside my body. In fact, my species does not have sperm and egg like humans, but something we call "the seed of life". It is both able to function as sperm and egg, depending on our chosen sexual partner."

"Handy," Leon commented.

D was silent for a moment. Then he sighed and Leon felt him kiss his collarbone. "I suppose it is, yes."

Something in his voice made the blonde hark up. "D, we don't have to do this tonight, really. There'll be plenty of other times to get to know…"

He trailed off when suddenly a cool, slender hand slipped beneath his t-shirt. "Just why are you so intent on doing this here and now?" he asked somewhat nonplussed, though he of course didn't resent D touching him. Only that it was not helping the situation in his boxers when he'd rather have his mind free to see to D's needs.

"Aren't you the one so fond of saying that today's as good as any other day?" D whispered, and just the rough edge to his voice nearly made Leon groan. "You are not helping, darling."

Whatever he'd expected, it was surely not what happened then. D made a breathless sound, not quite a squeal, but something close to it mixed with a purr, and then Leon was thrown onto his back, D climbing on top of him and kissing him for all he was worth. Which meant, by the time he let go of Leon, the blonde saw stars dancing in front of his eyes, and the pressure in his boxers had increased considerably again.

"D!" he half sighed, half groaned. "This is really not good…"

"Say it again!" the young kami cut him off. "Please, Leon, say it again…"

"What? Darling?"

To tell the truth, Leon was surprised he was still able to think somehow straight. When nothing came forth from D, he craned his neck and tried to discern more than the shadowy figure of the kami above him. But he just heard uneven, hasty breaths. Concerned he tried to nestle his hand out of D's trousers (where it still was, thanks to some miracle, since D had been pretty rough throwing Leon over), while his other sought the kami's face.

A hand gripped his wrist like iron, keeping his hand firmly in place. The blonde managed to convince enough blood to flow back into his head for his brain to think about D's strange behaviour, but it all rushed down again when his fingers suddenly touched something wet and warm. "I love you," D breathed and shuddered at the touch. "I love you, Leon."

"Oh, damn it all," Leon replied with feeling and could feel the glare burning through his skin. "I'll have you know that you're responsible for everything happening from now on."

And before D could say another word, he'd tugged him down again, claiming the kami's mouth hungrily, the free hand raking over the silken top, tearing it aside to get to the smooth skin beneath. D gasped, shuddered, his body lost all tension and seemed to melt on top of Leon, and the sound he made was just indecent.

Not that Leon cared about any kind of decency anymore. All he wanted was to feel D, taste him, smell him, do whatever he could to make him happy. But he still had enough wits not to loose himself completely in his lust. For once, who knew if D happened to be fertile at the moment, and they really didn't need another kid bouncing around the shop right now. And second, he wasn't sure of how to handle D.

So his fingers carefully explored the warmth D had offered to their touch so freely, noticing the differences and similarities to the women he'd had, while at the same time bruising D's throat. When he let go for a moment, the young kami whimpered bereft, but Leon had to. "Roll over," he whispered. "This isn't too comfortable for me."

D complied and then lay on his back, his fingers clawing into Leon's back while the blonde was busy finding out what his new lover liked, which was basically everything, or at least so it seemed.

However, Leon realised that the real exploration of D's likes and dislikes would have to wait when one of the kami's hands left his back and sneaked into his boxers target-oriented. Groaning, he buried his head in D's shoulder, feeling the breathless smile on his lover's face. D's hand was warm around him, and tender, and touching him just right…

He pressed his eyes shut until he saw stars dancing in front of them again and prayed, helplessly, "D, stop it! Stop it, stop it, stop it…!"

"Not yet, darling," the kami replied, his voice rough with passion, his body writhing and squirming under Leon, and then, to his great embarrassment, the pressure was too much, the feeling of D touching him too good, the need too overwhelming, and he could only hold on to his lover…

"You little bastard," Leon whispered into the darkness and felt the smile again.

"You said I am to be held responsible for everything happening. Well, I just took your word for it… LEON!"

The cry made up for some of it, but not for all. And it was so nice to play with D, finally touch him like he'd wanted to for years, find out what his skin tasted like…

D for his part was torn between being angry at Leon for making him feel so damn helpless in his hands, and simply screaming out his ecstasy. However, it was difficult to be angry at Leon when the human was touching him in such ways, so tenderly and carefully, listening to every sound D made, every stroke and kiss and touch telling about how he'd longed to do this to D.

When the fingers slipped so deep inside D was ready to believe he could touch them with his tongue and he couldn't hold back another scream, he gave up on trying to be angry and settled for not thinking anymore. This was so different to the way it had been in that first night, so much better, and he felt eternally grateful for that.

Then Leon found that little spot in him where male and female joined each other in his body, and D felt as if the world had stopped moving. For one or two seconds he stopped breathing, stopped being, and then he was falling, falling down, his arms twined around Leon's neck, wishing this could last forever.

&%& Now you can continue. No danger here anymore. &%&

A chuckle made him open his eyes sometime later. He couldn't remember what time it was, but probably still night, judging by the darkness in the bedroom. Perhaps only some seconds had passed, perhaps hours, D wasn't sure about that. But he was pretty sure the one holding him tight was Leon, and he snuggled closer, not caring for the fact that both their pants were quite wet and sticky.

"I could get used to that," Leon said into the darkness, bending down to kiss his kami.

"You're not – disgusted?" D inquired, suddenly remembering that Leon, for all he knew, had always been straight.

But the blonde barely snorted. "I can't believe you're still asking that after what just happened. Thought I already told you it was cute."

"'Cute' is not the word I would use to describe…"

"Listen, D," the blonde cut him off. "I'm a straight guy and have always been. But apparently, 'straight' doesn't apply where you are concerned. I'd say we just leave it at that. And I'm tired. And I've got to go to work tomorrow."

D just had to kiss him again at that.

A/N: Admit it. I got you all there. I got you all to believe they're gonna sleep with each other. *grins* HA! xD Okay, sorry. Thank you all for the reviews, girls, especially kai's grrl :-) I'm glad that you like it.

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