A/N: This ended up being more like two mini chapters rolled into one. Here is the morning after and a lemony little epilogue. (By the way, seeing, as benzocaine is also a topical anesthetic, Komui probably had it to reduce the pain and inflammation caused by his lovely sister.)

Reever woke up bright and early, immediately feeling guilty that he'd had a nice restful sleep while the exorcists were out risking their lives. He looked over at Komui, who was sleeping peacefully, and he sighed. Things had been very stressful lately and the supervisor needed the rest so Reever let him sleep, for now.

He detached Komui's arms from his waist, took a quick shower, got dressed and kissed Komui's forehead before heading back down the science department. He was half way there when his stomach growled and reminded him that breakfast wouldn't be a bad idea. Komui would probably be hungry too, hmm he decided to get food for both of them and get back to work. Komui could sleep for now but as soon as he woke up it would be paperwork time, Reever chuckled softly, ah, karma.

As soon as he walked in to the cafeteria, Jerry shot him a knowing look, Reever just blushed.

******

Komui woke up smiling and went to hug his Reever again, but he was nowhere to be found and the other side of the bed had gone cold. He got ready quickly, pouting the whole time, was Reever mad at him again?

******

"Oh, Reever, there you are!"

"Hi Russell, did you need something?"

"Yeah, I need your advice on an experiment. Where were you? I looked everywhere."

"Ah, well…" Reever was cut off when a crying Komui burst into the room and launched at him, wrapping his arms around the blonde's waist.

"Reeeeeever!" he bawled, "You hate me don't you? I woke up and…. And you were goooone."

Reever let out an exasperated sigh, "No, Komui I don't hate you."

The supervisor stopped crying and looked up at him with teary eyes. "You, you don't?" He sniffled a little.

Reever cupped his cheek, "No I don't, I just had work to do. You should try it sometime."

"Wait, woke up?" Russell cut in, his brain having a hard time comprehending the situation.

Reever didn't know quite what to say. Komui looked up at him hopefully, needing to hear the blonde say it. He blushed and turned away from them both, "Ah… well… you see….we are….um…. ah…"

That was enough for Komui who jumped up and hugged him, flashing a triumphant little grin.

Russell finally got it. "Wait, you mean…"

"Yup!" Komui chirped happily nuzzling the blonde's cheek.

Reever's blush darkened exponentially. He looked like his head was about to explode from embarrassment. He grabbed Komui's wrist and started dragging him towards the office. "Okay, time for paperwork."

"Ah, Reever you demon!"

Russell just stood there still in shock.

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******************PART TWO (a week later)

Komui was in the kitchen helping Jerry out, but for once, he wasn't avoiding work, he had actually gotten a good four-fifths of his paperwork done! (But only after Reever had threatened to withhold sex for a month.)

The supervisor was merrily stirring away at a saucepan of bubbling brown liquid. He had heard some of the finders mention a magical substance known as 'coffee flavored candy' and he desperately wanted some. His precious Lenalee had promised to bring some back, but in the meantime, he would attempt to make his own.

*****

Reever was working hard, as usual, when he was suddenly filled with an overwhelming sense of dread.

He shivered. His intuition told him that Komui was inventing something and that it was about to go horribly wrong. For him at least.

******

Komui pouted. He didn't know what he'd done wrong but his delicious candy wouldn't solidify. It had taken on a gel like consistency and refused to harden further. It was too slippery; he probably hadn't put in enough starch. He almost chucked it out and started again. Almost, but then he had an evil, and fun, idea. He chuckled darkly.

He had jumped Reever that morning and used up the last of the lubricant, several years of repression will do that to you, he needed to make more anyway…..

Komui reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the tiny vial that he'd swiped when Reever wasn't looking. He looked at it then back at the gel… wait he'd better make sure it was safe. He shot Jerry a look.

Jerry nodded and smiled mysteriously.

Komui put half of the gel in a jar right away. He added benzocaine to the remaining mixture a drop at a time, doing his best to contain his maniacal laughter. (Jerry had made it clear that such laughter was not tolerated in his kitchen as it made the diners uneasy.) He stirred his precious creation and put it in another jar, this one with a green lid.

And so coffee lube was created!

Now Komui just had to find his cute little test subject.

******

Reever was in Komui's office trying to create some semblance of order, which was a lot easier now that there were fewer papers in the way. He heard the door close and the click of the lock. He looked up to find Komui smirking at him mischievously.

Reever sighed, Komui was insatiable, what had he gotten himself into?

Usually he'd make Komui wait until he was done working (on a particular project) but…

*******

Reever stood up and nodded.

Komui moved forward rubbing his hands together (partly as a sinister gesture, and partly because Reever hated being touched by cold hands) and closed the distance between them.

Reever reached up and wrapped his arms around the supervisor's shoulders kissing him. The blonde was getting a little bit bolder every day.

Komui reached down and grabbed the blonde's ass pulling him foreword and rubbing their half hard erections together through their pants. Reever let out a little mewl and Komui lost it, he had to be inside him now.

He asked Reever to get undressed and sit on the desk. The blonde looked at him like he was crazy.

"No one will ever have to know."

Reever looked skeptical but he started stripping. He sat down on the desk still wearing his boxers; no way was he taking those off.

Meanwhile Komui took off his hat and coat, taking the all-important jars out of his coat pocket, before tossing the garments into a chair. His shirt followed soon after.

He stepped closer to Reever and put both jars down on the desk. An idea came to Komui and he smirked. He pushed Reever's legs apart and got in closer to kiss him. Then in one fluid motion, the supervisor drew back, pulled the blonde to his feet, and dropped to his knees taking Reever's underwear with him. The younger scientist yelped in surprise.

Komui licked the underside of Reever's cock, and then smiled up at him winningly. Reever turned bright red and covered his mouth with his hands; even so, he couldn't look away. Komui reached up, grabbed one of the jars (the benzocaine free one) and unscrewed the lid. He scooped out a large dollop and chuckled evilly.

Reever was a little apprehensive, but he trusted Komui. Well, he trusted Komui as long as it didn't involve Lenalee, robots, or paperwork. (On the upside, Komui was less destructively crazy these days, probably because he was getting laid.)

Reever winced a little as the cool goop was smeared over his burning cock. He squirmed a little, making Komui snicker.

Komui wrapped his lips around his now candy coated prize. Apart from not solidifying, his treat had turned out perfectly, making his Reever taste even better than usual.

The blonde wasn't sure what he should be more embarrassed about, the little gasping mewls he was making or the lewd slurping sound s coming from the supervisor. Then again, he didn't really care.

Reever put his hands on Komui's shoulders and pushed him away just a little bit. Komui pulled back reluctantly and stood up, grabbing the other jar of lubricant. He paused to give Reever a kiss.

Reever was a little confused, why did Komui taste like coffee? (Well, more so than usual anyway.) Then he caught a whiff of the newly opened jar and rolled his eyes.

He turned around and bent over the desk, still miffed that Komui was half-clothed. He sent an annoyed look over his shoulder (sadly, its effects were greatly hampered by the blush color his cheeks) and reached a hand back to tug on the waist of the supervisor's khakis.

Komui smiled and dropped his pants and underwear, stepping out of them and his slippers, before picking the jar of lube back up. He dipped his already slick hand into it gathering a fair amount. The he sort of draped himself over Reever's back and kissed him while beginning the slow process of preparing him.

When that was (finally) finished, Komui entered Reever slowly, rubbing his back to help him relax. He paused once fully seated inside, and then set up the perfect pace, reaching down to stroke Reever's weeping cock.

It had been a long grueling day and it wasn't long until the both came mumbling each other's names.

*******

Komui cuddled Reever contentedly. The blonde pretended to be mildly annoyed but they both knew that he was, in fact comfortable and happy.

However, there was one thing Reever really hated and that was being sticky. Komui was disappointed but not at all surprised when Komui slipped out from under him and walked over to his clothes, picked them up, and went into the adjoining restroom. He came out, fully dressed, a moment later and handed a washcloth to Komui who cleaned up before putting his clothes on as well.

Komui went over and sat in his chair, waiting to see what Reever would do next. Would he leave, or stay and talk for a while?

Reever walked towards the door and Komui sighed dejectedly. The blonde bent over and picked up a piece of paper from where it had been slid under the door (The science department had quickly learned not to disturb them. Reever would get embarrassed and leave, making Komui want to torture the poor fool who had interrupted them).

What Reever did next surprised Komui, he walked over and set the paper on the desk, and then proceeded to sit on the supervisor's lap.

Komui beamed and hugged him tightly. Reever just blushed, pulled a pile of paperwork toward them, and handed Komui a pen.

******

"Hey, Komui?"

"Yeah?"

"What is that stuff?" Reever asked motioning towards the jars of lubricant.

"Well I was trying to make coffee candy and it didn't turn out well…" Komui had the decency to look a little guilty.

Reever snorted. He should have been mad but he wasn't, in fact he was highly amused.

A/N: Please review! I hope you liked it and I'm sorry for the delay.

A/N 2: I have plot lines for over 50 KomuixReever and some ReeverxKomui stories so you'll definitely be hearing from me again. On that note if you ever need KoxRee inspiration or have an idea for me, just drop me a line. (I've already started a new two shot called "A Case of Mistaken Identity")

A/N3:Also, should I do a few one and two shots next or jump right into my next multi chapter fic and do the occasional oneshot?