Another short that popped into my head. Yeah ...

"You remember the hot springs?"

"How could I forget? That was the last time I ever watched you solve a case. It was unbearable to watch you shut down all emotion like that."

"You have to, otherwise it becomes too personal and you make mistakes. Those mistakes could mean someone else's life or yours."

"…"

"Come on don't pout. That trip, besides the string of murders was surprisingly pleasant."

"You bath wasn't filled with blood."

"True."

"Nor did you have to fend off a karate champ thinking I was you."

"Ha ha, sorry about that."

"What about keeping two, no three … does Mouri even count? Anyway, three detective from finding out your identity."

"I had to worry about one of them every day, but I get your point."

"Sorry, Shin-chan, I'm just not used to the dead bodies. It put me on edge that entire trip."

"Don't make the mistake in thinking that I am."

"You have more tolerance than I."

"True."

"…"

"… You want to go back?"

"With every one?"

"No, just the two of us."

"Why, tantei~"

"Forget I said anything."

"Boooooo, but yes and I wouldn't mind going back. Even with the gang."

"What happened to the difficult task of hiding your identity?"

"That's why I have you."

"HA!"

"You wouldn't protect me?"

"Is it sad that I can actually hear the pout in your voice?"

"No, I'm just that good."

"Uh-huh. Do you want to go?"

"Yes, but can we leave the psychopaths at home?"

"That's mean."

"I was referring to the murders not our obsessive detectives' hell bent on my capture."

"Still mean."

"Ha ha, oh how did you explain … this thing we have?"

"I haven't."

"Oh, I'm the dirty little secret."

"You don't sound too upset."

"I enjoy being a secret. I can have more fun that way."

"Sudden I feel like I should start worrying about my wellbeing."

"Just a specific part that may affect your ability to walk properly."

"!"

"Ouch, abuse! Ha ha."

"Perv."

"Don't act like you're not looking forward to that attention."

"I wonder if my parents will take me in for the foreseeable future."

"You wouldn't be able to stay long with your mother."

"I forgot you have her wrapped around your finger."

"Which one? The one that reaches 'that' spot perfectly or the one that I can maneuver just right to make you"

"One: Gross. Two: Finish that sentence and"

"Beg."

"!"

"WAH! Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Stop kicking you're making it worse. By the way you have Ran to thank for that finger."

"Say what?!"

"She broke my pinky on that hot springs trip."

"…"

"Are you seriously thanking her in your head?"

"Don't be stupid!"

"AH! Stop moving! It's making them tighter. Jeez. … At least we settled one of the problems we have."

"I didn't realize that going to the hot springs was a problem."

"It is with you involved, my shinigami tantei."

"Ass hole."

"Love you, too. Ha ha, I adore how your neck never fails to flush when I say that."

"What is our other problems?"

"What are you going to tell the other detectives? You know about us. You suck at hiding truths."

"…"

"You just rolled your eyes didn't you? Seriously Shinichi, they are catching on quick that you're seeing someone."

"That doesn't mean they suspect you."

"Ran knows I'm here almost all the time. What makes you think she hasn't shared that info with Toyama-chan and thus Tantei-han? He may be rough but he is very smart and has probably put one and one together."

"Then we tell them."

"!"

"You've gone quiet. What's wrong?"

"It's that simple for you?"

"Yeah."

"Hmmmmm."

"What's wrong? You don't want them to know?"

"Honestly it won't make a difference if they do or don't. I was just expecting to fight a yes from you."

"You were looking forward to the argument? Seriously?"

"I was looking forward to winning."

"Ha!"

"Well, I'm glad that was resolved. It was starting to make my stomach hurt."

"Awwww"

"Jerk, stress give me ulcers and those are horrible to deal with while trying to rearrange joints to fit into small space."

"Ewww, bad mental image and note taken."

"I've had enough of hanging around."

"Hey this was your fault."

"I told you to stay out of the library."

"Really? A cryptic note plastered to the collar of the cat is not the proper way to warn someone."

"You had fun."

"Mistoffelees didn't. He tried to climb up the chimney when I went after him."

"I was wondering what you were covered in. Hup. That feels so much better. My foot was going to sleep from sitting on it."

"Sitting? Wait, you were never trapped in this was you?"

"Nope."

"KID, get me down from here."

"Ah, ah ah. Now Shinichi I'm pretty sure you've figured out that the more you wiggle the tauter the rope gets."

"This is some f'ed up version of cat's-cradle. Ah~! Where in the hell do you think you are touching?!"

"For one it's not a Cat's Cradle. It's a Witch's Broom and do you really expect me to pass up an opportunity like this?"

"You will if you want to sleep in this house."

"Hm … I think I can take my chances."

"KID!"

With Shinichi suspended six feet into the air KID had a wonderful view. The trap the detective unwittingly trigger was an idea he picked up from a trip to the park. As he lightly trailed his fingers up one of the silk ropes he heard Shinichi hiss. This was too extensive and would take a hell of a long time to set up if he tried to use it in a heist and the thought of the detective get caught up in it … he laughed threw his nose. The rope under his hand twitched slightly and tightened. Moving his hand again he barely brushed the bare foot, then the rope wrapped around the calf. It wasn't biting into the detective legs, he had made sure that the knots were to hold in place and not slip. He could almost walk right under the infuriated man. Bending slightly he stepped under and met Shinichi's glare.

He answered with a smirk and slipped into the space between the spread legs. KID had to laugh. He had absolutely no idea how Shinichi had managed to get one of the silk ropes wrapped around his thigh and calf pinning them together and the other leg pulled straight and wide. The poor guy had one arm pinned to his lower back and the other pulled out in front of him. Reaching up he grabbed a rope and tugged. It gave and lowered three feet before catching a knot. As his chest loosened more his waist was stuck up in the air bending him into an awkward position. KID heard the hitch in his partner's breath and watched the color spread over his neck. Leaning back the thief noticed a rope he hadn't seen before. Stretched like a sideways 'v' over Shinichi's hip and out through his legs. He gave the rope in his hand an experimental tug and watched Shinichi buck.

Oh yeah, this was to never be used in a heist. Splaying his open palms on Shinichi's lower back he pushed gently till his hips were level with his. Raising Shinichi's chest up he listened to the poorly muffled moan. Leaving briefly he knotted the ropes one last time to prevent them from slipping. Shinichi stared up at KID as he reappeared in front of him. Lust and wild passion had made the thief's eye nearly black and Shinichi had a feeling if he looked in to the mirror he'd see the same in his reflection. He felt his face burn and hung his head. Gentle hands carded through his hair as KID got on his knees and kissed his forehead, each of his cheeks, as his eyes closed them as well, and then teasingly barely brushed his lips. The hands slid down over his neck and shoulders, into the neck of his sweater and over his chest. The touches were quick and rough but such contrasts were always in the thief. It drove Shinichi mad and KID knew it.

Standing KID left Shinichi panting and walked to his side. His hands toyed the black sweater up till it caught under the arms. Looking over his shoulder Shinichi hissed at the rope between his legs and trembled under KID's hungry gaze. He jerked and arched as KID tugged on that rope again. Lips brushed lightly along his spine. Teeth grazed the muscle. Nipping, tasting, feasting, it really was, to Shinichi as if KID was going to eat him whole and he was immobile to stop it. A rush of adrenaline spike through his heart and landed straight south. Shinichi yelped at a hard bite on the front of his hip, right where the bone pushed against the muscle and skin. A tongue swiped out a soothed the sting then trailed along the lowered waist of his jeans. When KID had managed to pull the belt free and unbutton his pants was beyond him. He watched KID tug the pants as far as they would go before looking over his shoulder to look at him.

"I hope you didn't like these jeans."

Before Shinichi could even protest he listened to the fabric tear. He shuddered as the remains brushed against his thighs then arched backwards when KID kissed just below his navel. Hands dragged up the inside on his thigh and over his boxer briefs. As KID hands slid into the opening on his thigh he barely heard him speak.

"You look good in red."

Shinichi jumped when KID suddenly leaned over him and breathed onto his neck. He could feel him press right against him, right though his boxer briefs. KID struggled not to rut against the body in front of him when a loud moan bounced off the walls. He groaned and dug his hands into the flesh of Shinichi's ass. The man had just enough for him to dig his fingers into and hold on to.

"Jesus, Shinichi."

Shinichi whined and pressed back against the lap. It was hot. He was hot and frustrated with not being able to move and KID's slow torture was driving him insane. He nearly wailed as a hand slipped down the front of his underwear and stroked. KID's mouth bit and sucked on the back of his neck as he pumped him roughly.

"You've gotten this wet."

"Shut- AH!"

Shinichi shouted as another hand joined and teased the head. KID smirked against the damp skin and panted. Pulling the underwear to the side he looked down at the wreck. Sweat beaded on the detective's back and highlighted his marks with a wet sheen. He hadn't even touched his entrance and yet it was already twitching in anticipation. KID swallowed. It had been a while since they had done anything. Leaning over Shinichi he turned the detective's face towards his and licked along his mouth. Shinichi's tongue met his and they both moaned.

With fingers still slick with precum KID gently slipped one in and began to quickly thrust in and out. As Shinichi moaned and pressed against it he slipped in another. He was fast and slightly ruthless and Shinichi's cries just spurred him on.

"KID … Ahh! Stop … If …" Shinichi panted against the third finger and tried to step back from the edge he stood on.

"What was that?" the thief purred into his ear and ground his middle finger into Shinichi's prostate.

The man practically screamed.

"KID! God! Please … please just enter me already!" Shinichi yelled and arched backwards against the fingers.

KID pulled out and quickly yanked his pants down. He listened to the bounded man whisper 'hurry, hurry' like a mantra before lining himself up. Leaning over the detective one last time he kissed him tenderly before slowly pressing himself inside.

Welcoming the slight sting Shinichi breathed deeply and arched slightly. It was something he had learned when they had taken this position before. He could always take more of KID when he arched, could take him just a bit deeper than normal. It was always a sigh that signaled just before KID was fully in. Shinichi took another deep breath and looked over his shoulder. Like he always did before silently telling KID that he was ready. It was his small moment to look at the man completely free, without his poker face and secrets. He also always saw the trust. That was when he looked away to hide the emotion watering his eyes. With a slow rock of his hips Shinichi let go and allowed the pleasure that KID offered to take over.

KID groaned on that first pull. No matter how well he stretched the detective or how many times they did this in one night, he'd always be tight. A perfect little grip that when taken to fast made him weak in the knees. KID tossed his head back and gripped the sides of the slender hips. The man couldn't sing for crap but when like this his voice was something of wet dream. Looking down he licked his lips as Shinichi unraveled in front of him. Even though Shinichi always lost it in this position he hated not being able to see his face. He liked watching the pleasure build up in his expressions before the man just exploded with it.

He was close. It was something KID could always tell. Shinichi's hips would start to give these small tremors before he bent forward. Grabbing the wrist in front of him and pressing his other hand to Shinichi's upper back he slowly pulled and bent the man into a different position. He heard Shinichi sob on a breath and picked up almost into a pounding. Shinichi screamed out his name and spasmed around him. KID hissed and pulled out.

Shinichi glanced over his shoulder weakly and watched KID stroke himself to finish. Hanging his head he struggled to catch his breath and flinch at the hot spatter of semen on his back and thighs. Over the ringing in his ears he listened to KID collapse to the floor beside him. The thief's eyes were closed and his breathing was ragged. Shinichi felt his own eyes slip down into a pre sleep state.

"KID …" His voice was raw.

KID looked over at him and smiled softly at him. "Hm?"

"Get me the fuck down!"

"You won't ever use that in a heist and you are not going to step it up here, understand."

KID nodded and laid the heating pad on to Shinichi's lower back. "Hai, hai."

"KID, I'm serious." Shinichi said and twisted slightly to look at him and felt his back shout. "AH! Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"I have to say, I would have never guessed you were into bondage." KID mumbled and laid his chin on the matrices next to the detective head.

"I AM NOT!" Shinichi shouted and turned blood-red.

KID just laughed and dodged a pillow. "It just means we can get a little more creative."

"No it doesn't!" Shinichi shouted to KID's back as he walked out of the room whistling.

This escalated so quickly. Hence the title.