Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan/Case Closed.

Pairing: KaitoxShinichi

Warning: Graphic sexual content

Lure

Chapter 44 - A Toast to Times to Come

The Thanksgiving dinner with their parents had been… Well, if Shinichi was being totally honest, it had been surprisingly pleasant—emphasis on the surprising. He was grateful for that though. And maybe that was part of the point. He wondered about that all the way back to his and Kaito's hotel room.

Since they had technically slept for most of the morning, neither Kaito nor Shinichi was particularly tired despite the late hour.

As though in anticipation of this, they found that someone had had a bottle of champagne sent to their room. It was waiting for them on the table.

Kaito flipped open the simple card that had come with the bottle and smiled. "Looks like it's from my mom. What do you think? Shall we take a moment to pay homage to the holiday ourselves?"

Since neither of them had drunk much in the way of alcoholic drinks earlier, Shinichi decided that he wouldn't mind. Besides, some time alone with Kaito sounded, well, perfect. What better way to celebrate all the joys that his life had brought him than to spend this night with the man to whom he owed so much?

Kaito volunteered to go get them some ice, so Shinichi decided that he would take a quick shower.

The first ice making machine Kaito located turned out unfortunately to be out of order, and so he ended up having to go hunt down another. When he finally returned to their room, it was to find that Shinichi was still in the bathroom. He didn't hear the sound of water though, so Kaito assumed that the detective had finished his shower and would be out soon (the sound of the hair dryer turning on confirmed his assumptions). With that in mind, he decided to pour himself a glass of champagne with ice. Then, glass in hand, he wandered out onto the balcony.

Their room was high enough up that they had both privacy and a splendid view. Windows glittered beneath the night sky like land-bound stars, and, far below, headlights wound through the streets. Kaito was a little bemused by just how many people seemed to be out and about down there when, all earlier that day, the whole city seemed to have been still. Then he remembered that there were going to be major sales going on as soon as the clock struck midnight—earlier in some places, or so he'd heard. So all those people down there must be heading out in preparation for a day of bargain-hunting.

No doubt his detective would want to stay in on the morrow to avoid the crowds.

Smiling to himself, Kaito sat down in one of the two chairs by the tiny balcony table and sipped at his drink. He wondered idly why Shinichi hadn't come out of the bathroom yet. It had already been more than a few minutes since the drone of the hair dryer had ceased.

It really was peculiar sometimes, Kaito thought, the way that things could change. A few years ago, he would have scoffed at anyone who suggested that he might one day fall in love with a detective. Yet here they were, and he couldn't be happier. Not only did he his brilliant and lovely Shinichi love him back, but they also had the support of both their parents, who, by a sheer stroke of luck, were old friends themselves. If that wasn't fate, Kaito didn't know what was.

Sitting here now with the moon and stars shining bright over the sparkling city and waiting for his detective to join him, Kaito decided that all this had truly been meant to be. Everything he had gone through—everything he had done—had been leading him here. If he had any regrets, it was only that his father couldn't be here with the rest of them. But he was certain that, wherever his father's soul was, the man was watching, and he'd be pleased.

And, silently, Kaito held up his glass to the moon in a toast to a world that, for all its faults, was still full of wonder and magic and the promise of hope.

He heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. A few moments later, Shinichi emerged, blinking, onto the balcony.

"You turned off all the lights," the detective commented.

"All the better to see the stars with," Kaito replied, setting his glass on the table and turning to smile at his beloved.

He blinked.

Shinichi was wearing one of his shirts. It was a little large on his detective, hanging loosely off his shoulders and falling just far enough down his thighs to be tantalizing. It didn't help—or was that it did?—that what Kaito could see of Shinichi's legs were bare under the hem. And he could see a lot. His Shin-chan had long legs. Kaito's gaze slid down along said legs with appreciation, noting that Shinichi was barefoot. That struck him as a little odd since the November night was a little chilly even in California.

He was distracted from his thoughts by Shinichi sliding sideways onto his lap. The magician's hands moved automatically to rest on Shinichi's hips. He could feel Shinichi's warmth through the fabric of his shirt. The smooth lines and curves of his waist and hips under that fabric told Kaito that his detective was not wearing anything else under there. The discovery sent a thrill of arousal through his system. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Shinichi's lips. He was gratified when the detective immediately kissed back. A smile tugged at the corners of Kaito's lips.

"You're in a good mood," he murmured against the detective's lips.

"I think I'm just relieved," Shinichi admitted, pulling back a little. "My parents aren't exactly… I mean, they can be kind of…" He trailed off, unable to find the right words.

Kaito chuckled. "I haven't known them for very long, but I think I get it."

"You do?"

"You were afraid they'd make a big spectacle out of it and tease you mercilessly until you proved that it is indeed possible to die of embarrassment. But they didn't, and you're still not sure you can believe it."

Shinichi stared at him for a moment then, to Kaito's surprise, he laughed. "You're right. That's exactly it."

The sound of Shinichi's laughter made Kaito feel warm and light—like all was right with the world at least for this moment.

"I propose a toast," Kaito said. With a flourish, he produced a second champagne glass, which he handed to Shinichi before he picked up his own. "To the future."

"To the future," Shinichi agreed, returning his smile. Their glasses clinked together, the sound clear and crisp in contrast to the distant rumble of city traffic.

They spent the next few minutes in a companionable silence as they sipped at their drinks and reveled in the tranquility of the night and the warmth of each other's company.

Kaito's free hand wandered down to rest on Shinichi's smooth, bare thigh, and his gaze traced the pale curve of his detective's neck to linger on his collar bones. Shinichi had left the top few buttons of the shirt unbuttoned. Considering the shirt was already a little large on him, Kaito's hungry gaze had a very tantalizing stretch of skin to explore. Warm from both the champagne and his growing desire for the gorgeous creature on his lap, Kaito set aside his empty glass and let his other hand drop to Shinichi's waist for a moment before sliding lower.

Shinichi shifted a little on his lap, turning his brilliant, sapphire gaze from the glitter of city lights to Kaito's deep indigo orbs. And it seemed to the thief that there was a hint of teasing in those eyes—perhaps some secret mirth. It both puzzled and intrigued him. His typically reserved lover seemed to be up to something. Of course, his choice of outfits had already hinted as much. There was no way his detective hadn't realized how his choice of dress would affect Kaito.

Shinichi tilted his head slightly to one side, regarding him with one raised eyebrow. "What are you thinking?"

"That you're beautiful," Kaito replied at once with his most charming smile.

Shinichi rolled his eyes, though a faint blush rose in his cheeks. "Flattery won't get you anywhere."

"Is that so?" Kaito leaned forward to brush his lips over Shinichi's as he deftly relieved the detective of his empty glass. Shinichi's eyes fluttered shut as he all but melted into the kiss. "It seems to me it's already gotten me quite a bit."

"Flattery's got nothing to do with it," Shinichi grumbled but made no move to pull away.

Kaito chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment."

By now, the thief's hands had found their way under Shinichi's too-long shirt to cup the warm, soft curves of Shinichi's rear, delighting in the sensation of that satin skin quivering under his touch. He tickled Shinichi's tailbone with a finger, both amused and pleased to confirm that yes, his detective really was wearing nothing but his borrowed shirt. If that wasn't an invitation, Kaito didn't know what was. Unable to resist, he trailed his finger lower and pressed the tip past Shinichi's entrance, eliciting a startled squeak from the detective. Kaito too was surprised though by the ease with which his finger slid past that ring of muscle.

"Ah, so this is what you were up to," he murmured teasingly into Shinichi's ear as he slid his fingers into his detective again, two this time, pressing in just a little further into Shinichi's tight, welcoming heat before pulling out again to trace the twitching hole. He grinned as he heard Shinichi swallow a whine. "How very naughty of you, having fun without me."

Shinichi blushed and stuttered. "Tha—that's not what I… I mean—I was thinking about you," he blurted out then turned bright red as his ears caught up with his mouth. Oh god, this wasn't going at all how he'd planned. Or maybe it was, he supposed, judging from the look in Kaito's eyes. Shinichi just hadn't expected it all to be so embarrassing. Though, in retrospect, he really should have known better.

"Is that so." The magician's grin broadened into a full on smirk. "I'd love to hear more about what you were thinking. Care to share?"

Shinichi blanched. "No!"

"Pity." Kaito brushed his lips lightly over Shinichi's as his hands slid up to the smaller boy's hips. "How about I guess instead?"

"I'd prefer it if you just kissed me," Shinichi replied, managing a fair imitation of his more typical deadpan tone despite the blush still obvious in his cheeks.

Kaito laughed and did just that as he pulled Shinichi more firmly against him.

Shinichi moaned softly into the heated kiss, sliding his arms around Kaito's neck and shifting so that he was now straddling the magician's lap. He became abruptly and acutely aware of the hard evidence of Kaito's excitement. He shifted again without really thinking, rubbing himself against that enticing hardness. Kaito let out a low growl as his grip on Shinichi tightened, grinding their hips together roughly. Shinichi broke the kiss with a gasp, clinging to Kaito's shoulders as his hips rocked in instinctive response.

Kaito pressed another kiss into the hollow of Shinichi's throat then stood up. In a few quick strides, he had carried his detective back into their room and dropped him on the bed by the open balcony doors. He eyed the buttons on the shirt Shinichi was wearing before deciding to leave them. He liked seeing his detective in his shirt.

Just the thought of Shinichi wearing nothing but Kaito's own shirt as he fingered himself, preparing himself for Kaito… The magician shuddered as his already achingly hard arousal throbbed. All he could think about was burying himself deep inside Shinichi's lithe body. He wanted to hear Shinichi scream his name as they rode the waves of passion together. Needed to feel Shinichi's inner muscles clench tight around him with each thrust—to fill Shinichi with his seed and make his little detective beg for more.

Clearly sharing his impatience, Shinichi immediately spread his legs.

"What are you waiting for?" the detective asked archly, blue eyes challenging and dark with lust.

Kaito was on top of him in an instant. It was a damned good thing that his dear little Shin-chan had thought ahead and prepared himself, the thief thought, because there was just no way he could hold himself back when Shinichi was being so delightfully, maddeningly tempting. Kaito made quick work of freeing his throbbing arousal from the confines of his pants. Then, unable to wait an instant longer (and knowing full well that his little kitten didn't want him to wait), he lined himself up with Shinichi's twitching entrance and thrust into him in one long, sure stroke.

Shinichi gasped, back arching as his inner muscles flexed eagerly around his thief's hot, hard length as it slid into him. In moments, the thief was fully sheathed inside him, thick and pulsing with desire. Shinichi gasped as shudders of pleasure raced along his nerves. The entire time he had been readying himself for his thief, he had thought of this moment until the craving had half driven him mad. Now he wrapped his arms around Kaito's neck to pull him down into another heated kiss as he rolled his hips, urging his lover to move.

Kaito was all too eager to oblige. Sliding his hands up Shinichi's bare thighs to grip his hips beneath his dress shirt, the thief pulled out then thrust back into Shinichi, setting a quick, rough rhythm that had Shinichi crying out and bucking under him.

Shinichi all but writhed as Kaito continued to thrust deep inside him, ramming hard into that spot that sent stars dancing across his vision again and again and again until Shinichi couldn't think at all. Kaito's name tumbled from his lips as he clung to his lover, body moving of its own accord to meet each thrust. His pleasured cries were like music to Kaito's ears, spurring him to even greater heights of lust.

Shinichi broke first. Unable to withstand the onslaught of stimulation any longer despite his best efforts to hang on, he came hard, screaming for his thief. His cry of ecstasy and the feel of him tightening exponentially around Kaito's cock sent his thief over the edge right after him, though Kaito managed one last, deep thrust

Shinichi shuddered under him, making a pleased little mewling sound that had Kaito's lips twitching into an amused smile.

They remained there for a long time, simply basking in the pleasure of being with the one they loved.

It was Shinichi who eventually broke the silence.

"You're overdressed," he grumbled, tugging pointedly on the hem of Kaito's shirt.

Chuckling, the thief shifted, pulling carefully out of his lover. Rising, he sat back on his heels and took a moment to simply admire his beloved.

The sight of Shinichi splayed out on the bed, rumpled and still panting for breath, wearing nothing but his shirt as his essence leaked from the detective's stretched entrance was enough to make Kaito hard all over again.

Hopping up off the bed, Kaito quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes. On the bed, Shinichi propped himself up on his elbows to see where his magician had gone. Seeing what Kaito was doing, he blushed but didn't look away. He couldn't have even if he had wanted too. The moonlight pouring in through the balcony windows threaded Kaito's mess of dark hair with silver and cast his angular features into sharp relief. It's silver light seemed to highlight the thief's lean, muscular body. It was a cold kind of light, but Shinichi's entire body tingled with heat and remembered pleasure.

He could feel his heart rate picking up again as Kaito stalked back to the bed. Sharp, indigo eyes gleamed like the eyes of a hunting cat, and Shinichi shuddered, feeling very much like a cornered rabbit. Only this rabbit could think of nothing it wanted more right now than to be caught.

Leaning over Shinichi, Kaito caught the smaller boy's chin with one hand, tilting his head up and crushing their lips together in a rough, heated kiss. His other hand slid up under the shirt Shinichi was wearing to pinch and tease his nipples.

The detective gasped and arched under him. Feeling the fabric of the overlarge shirt bunching up around his midriff, Shinichi moved to undo the buttons, but he managed only a few before calloused hands stopped him.

"Leave it on," Kaito demanded, kissing him again.

Sliding onto the bed, he pulled Shinichi onto his lap. A small gasp escaped the detective's lips as he found himself sitting astride his lover's extremely prominent arousal. His mouth went dry as his heart skipped a beat.

He trailed one hand down Kaito's chest, tracing the contours of his muscles before sliding even further down to wrap his hand around his thief's erect member. He thought of how that had been inside him only minutes ago and blushed. A wave of desire pulsed in his lower abdomen.

Leaning up, he pressed his mouth to Kaito's even as he shifted up onto his knees and scooted forward. He could feel Kaito smirk against his lips as the thief's calloused hands helped guide him into position over Kaito's waiting cock.

When he felt the tip of the thief's rock hard arousal pressing against his entrance, Shinichi shivered. He ordered himself to relax. Though he was still well stretched from their earlier lovemaking, his own excitement was making him tense.

But then gravity and his lover's hands had taken control, and he was being lowered onto Kaito's erect member.

Shinichi tossed his head back, lips slightly parted in a breathless little moan of pleasure that went straight to Kaito's cock. The magician muffled his own moan into the side of Shinichi's neck as his detective's tight heat slid over and around him, engulfing him. He loved the way Shinichi felt wrapped around him, and he held Shinichi still for a long moment, simply savoring the sensation until the detective started to whimper and squirm on his lap, inner muscles spasming in a growing need for motion.

"You sure are insatiable today," the thief murmured against Shinichi's lips, smirking. "I like it."

"Oh be quiet," the detective huffed. "Besides, if anyone's insatiable, it's you." He clenched his inner muscles and smirked when he heard the thief's breath hiss between his teeth and felt the hands on his hips tighten their grip. Grasping Kaito's shoulders for balance, Shinichi braced his feet on the mattress and lifted himself up until only the tip of his lover's length was still inside him. Then he lowered himself again, eyes closing as he concentrated on relaxing his muscles so that he could take the entirety of his magician's length into himself. He wanted it all—to be filled completely by his Kaito. The need for it curled in his stomach and burned through his veins, and he was moving again before he had consciously made the decision to do so. Up and down, in and out.

Kaito's fingers dug into Shinichi's hips as the magician leaned back into the pillows and thrust upward, eliciting a sharp cry from his lover. Shinichi responded immediately, riding Kaito's thrusts with an eager abandon that had his thief utterly enthralled.

They were moving together now like one mind in two bodies. When Shinichi began to lose his coordination, Kaito surged up, rolling them over and recapturing the rhythm as he drove hard into Shinichi's rapidly constricting passage. It wasn't long before they came together, their twin cries of pleasure blending into one.

"You know," Shinichi murmured sleepily much later as he curled up against Kaito's side with his head tucked under the magician's chin. "I think I'm glad we came. Being away from everything… It's given me a chance to really see."

"Yeah," Kaito agreed, smiling softly as he ran a hand down the curve of Shinichi's spine. "It's important to take some time away sometimes. It makes things clearer. And it reminds us to appreciate what we have."

Shinichi hummed in agreement. "It's also nice to know that we're not alone. My parents, your mom… They're here if we need them. Despite everything."

"That they are. This trip would have been worth it just for that."

"It would." Shinichi smiled. "Everything turned out for the best."

Kaito chuckled. "It sure did. Although I can think of one thing that would have made this trip even better."

"What?"

"I would have liked it if you'd let me watch."

Shinichi frowned, puzzled. "Watch what?"

Kaito smirked, burying his nose in Shinichi's hair. "You preparing yourself for me."

Shinichi blushed bright red. "Pervert."

"You asked~."

"I thought you meant there was something else you wanted to do while we're here," Shinichi retorted. "I mean, since we have a few more days. If there is anything you want to do, we have the time."

The magician fell into a thoughtful silence.

Shinichi scowled. "Don't even think about it."

"You said anything."

"Except that."

Kaito made a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat and held Shinichi more firmly against his chest. "We'll see. I believe I can change your mind."

-To Be Continued-