potg: shinji and kippei

[shattermelt]

When Kippei had the chance, he liked to take Shinji back to the hotel when he was leaving, so he could say goodbye. This time he'd made sure he said a nice, long goodbye in front of the hotel with as much kissing as he could manage in the last ten minutes, and then it was really time to go, so he pulled away reluctantly and stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep from reaching out again, looking over his shoulder as he finally walked away. Shinji was leaving and that always, always hurt.

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[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji sighed in relief, something in him aching to hear that his own obsessive need, which had only gotten worse since Kippei kissed that mark, was not a one-sided thing; that Kippei wanted the same thing.

He sat up suddenly, curious and pulled down his pants, spreading his legs and twisting the skin around, squinting hard at the place the mark supposedly was, but even nearly blind he could tell there was nothing there. Only Kippei could see it. He sighed and flopped back on the bed, a little disappointed. He supposed he got to feel it, Kippei got to see it...that was a fair trade.

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

Kippei smirked, watching, the mark easily visible to him although he was not trying particularly hard to spot it, and he was the only one, the only one ever, who could see it. Even Shinji couldn't see it, although Kippei wasn't sure if that was just because his eyes weren't good enough yet or if he really never would be able to.

"Mine," he reminded Shinji smugly, leaning down to kiss Shinji's thigh where the mark was. Shinji was his, and the mark was his, and it was the proof that Shinji was his forever. All his.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yours," Shinji mumbled, amused as he reached up to play with a few of the longer strands of gold hair, which finally looked like a gold smudge on Kippei's blurry head. It made him smile and he let his eyes slide closed, just enjoying the peaceful feeling that sank through him when Kippei kissed the mark; the complete, saturating knowledge that he was tied to Kippei forever and nothing could break that bond, not god or sickness. Not even death.