ed log: kippei and shinji

[shattermelt]

Kippei had gotten a hell of a lot of razzing from his team of guys about the various marks Shinji had left him, those that were visible that was. They had eventually healed, though he was good and sore for at least a week. And Shinji, apparently, went and did something a great deal more unsettling than a sleepover, judging by his recent journal post.

Kippei did not believe for a minute that it was nothing. Shinji wanted tea when he was really upset. From the tone of the post and some of the comments, he thought that Shinji was really, really upset. He wasn't altogether sure whether it had to do with him or not, or if Shinji was still mad at him, but he decided to go over and find out anyway.

He told himself it was just because he was curious.

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[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji was still in shock. Slipping across dimensions or whatever the hell he had done, using his father's rather dodgy instructions, to get to hell had been bad enough. Getting there, knowing immediately that he didn't want to be there and had no idea how to leave again...it wasn't his idea of a fun week. He really wasn't a very good demon at all and that realization hurt, but at the same time he had seen things that he never wanted to see again, even though a tiny part of himself was intrigued and wanted to try it himself...When he woke up in a cold sweat, stifling a scream in his pillow after doing just those sorts of things to an imaginary Hiyoshi, he wasn't sure if it was a good or a bad thing, so he hurried into his little kitchen and made a massive pot of tea, slumping down in his chair and drinking as if it were alcohol. Realizing halfway through the pot that it wasn't, he grabbed a bottle of vodka out of the cupboard and emptied half of it into the teapot before pouring himself another cup. And another, and another and another until he needed to refill the pot.

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Kippei hadn't really been kidding when he'd threatened to break Shinji's door down; or he had, but only in the way that he'd pretty much mostly kinda meant it. But he decided to go the traditional route and at least knock first, so he did, albeit very very loudly.

"Shinji! I know you're in there!" Duh, because Shinji had said repeatedly that he wasn't going anywhere, and that had sounded spooked enough to rate as very, very weird. Even for Shinji that was weird.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji damn near fell off his chair in shock at the loud thumping, but he recognised the voice and really, who else would do that to his door? Other people didn't hold grudges against doors. So he got up quickly, running to the door, yanking it open, tugging Kippei inside and wrapping himself around him, burying himself in solid warmth and the familiar, hellishly sexy scent while he kicked the door shut. God, he wished he hadn't missed Kippei half this much. How did a demon fall that hard for an arrogant, cocky, bastard of a human anyway? Shinji didn't really care...he just wanted to be near Kippei, right now, which was handy since Kippei had just arrived.

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"Wow, okay," Kippei muttered, blinking, caught rather off balance by the sudden armful of Shinji. Definitely...not the reception he'd been expecting. At all. Apparently Shinji was not mad at him anymore.

"Missed me, did you?" he asked, grinning a little - smirking, really - as he let his fingers sink into Shinji's hair. Mmmmm, Shinji's hair. Okay, he'd definitely missed that.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"No," Shinji argued immediately. "Who'd miss you." But he so had and he hated that Kippei hadn't missed him at all and he almost wished he was a girl just so Kippei would like him, only he was rather attached to his cock, thank you very much.

"I missed you," he admitted, a waver to his voice. God, he had missed Kippei, and normal, stupid, clueless humans and he was just so never going anywhere again.

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Kippei frowned at him, hearing the waver. He wasn't worried, of course he wasn't, Shinji was a demon and could presumably take care of himself. But he wasn't sounding like himself. Backing down from a chance to be contrary? That was weird.

"You're acting weird, even for you," he decided. "Where exactly did you go and what the hell happened?" If somebody had been messing up his demon, he was going to be very annoyed with that person.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"I told you where I was going you just didn't believe me," Shinji mumbled unhappily, because Kippei should believe him and Hell should have been much cooler. "Nothing happened, I just..." Shinji sighed and let go of Kippei glumly, plodding back to the table and grabbing his cup of tea...or really, vodka. He wasn't sure there was much tea in it anymore, taking a long swig. "I didn't like it." He frowned at the bottom of the teacup, trying to remember why he hadn't liked the tea. No wait, he had liked the tea, tea was nice. He hadn't liked Hell. Right. God, Kippei was confusing.

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Kippei stared at him. Told him where he was going? He didn't remember Shinji telling him anything of the sort, actually. Wherever it was, he didn't like it. That much was obvious. He wandered over and took the cup out of Shinji's hand, sniffing it and frowning a little more. It might have been a teacup and it might have been tea colored but that was definitely not tea.

"You're drunk," he observed, a little surprised. "Tell me again where you went?"

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji frowned at Kippei. He was not drunk! He had just had a bit of vodka in his tea...and that was a nasty combination by the way, but the so was not the point, but what the point was exactly...oh, right. Where he went.

"I went...across a dimension, or something, that was down and it was hot and gross and they call it Hell and I don't want to go back there ever again! Maybe...I'm not a demon. Maybe I was adopted."

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

Kippei blinked, and his lip twitched, and he struggled not to laugh. Oh, that conversation. Right. He went Hell? Like there actually was a hell? He supposed if there actually were demons that meant there actually was hell, but still, it was a strange concept.

"You're not supposed to like it," he pointed out, unable to completely control the amusement lurking at the edges of his expression. "That's why it's called hell."

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"Don't be stupid, of course I'm supposed to like it, I and a demon! It's you who's human and isn't supposed to like it." Shinji shook his head and stared at Kippei, frowning a little again. "Why are you all the way over there? I'm over here. Or am I not girly enough today?" He rolled his eyes and reached for the teapot, smirking a little. "Tea?" He deftly poured two glasses, not spilling a drop, which even for a bartender was still remarkable when he was rather drunk.

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Kippei shrugged and took a seat beside him, taking the cup Shinji handed him with a dubious look. "What the hell is in this stuff?" he muttered, not really needing an answer.

"You really suck at being a demon, anyway," he told Shinji. "I told you you wouldn't like it." Duh. Shinji might be a demon, but he was awfully cute for a demon, and definitely not the type who would enjoy a traditional demon haven like wherever it was he'd been.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"Shut up, I know I suck at it!" Shinji growled, annoyed. Yeah he knew he sucked well and truly when he went 'home' and realized he hated it while everyone else was having an apparently good time. He slumped over against the table, arms curled around his teacup as he stared at his reflection in the liquid.

"It's green tea and vodka."

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Kippei shook his head. Whatever works, man. Shinji looked pretty trashed, really. "I don't think you need anymore to drink," he decided, plucking Shinji's cup out of his hand and standing, coming to standing beside Shinji and plucking him out of his chair, too, picking him up. He might have demon strength but he still wasn't that heavy.

"Bed for you."

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji protested feebly at the loss of his teacup, but didn't protest at all to being taken to bed. Bed was warm and snuggly and he had Kippei there now so it wouldn't be boring or lonely....He wrapped his arms around Kippei's neck, nuzzling against his throat, teeth grazing the skin when he licked at it.

"I want you to stay but I don't know how to ask without you leaving," he admitted quietly.

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

Kippei scowled at him, remembering the last time he had asked Shinji to stay and what a disaster that had been. "Well that makes two of us then," he growled, but he was already working on stripping Shinji out of his shirt. "Shut up and stop talking," he muttered. Much better things to do with your mouth than talking, and for demonstration he leaned down and kissed him hard, tossing Shinji's shirt away behind him and settling his arms around Shinji's bare torso, delighted with the feeling of skin against skin. "Mmmmm." He did a little nuzzling of his own.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"That's not the same, you already knew I had somewhere to be, and you already pissed me off. I haven't pissed you off yet,...unless I just did...." Shinji hummed, delighted at the feel of skin on skin and he got kisses and Kippei was nuzzling and no demon in hell nuzzled. Kippei was so far removed from anything demonic, Shinji wanted to keep him here with him all the time. Shinji's own hands pushed at Kippei's shirt, hauling it off and tossing it aside, hands splayed across his hard chest. No one else felt like Kippei.

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Kippei grumbled at him. "Stop talking about that damn sleepover and we'll be fine," he complained, but the grumbling faded into a rumbled hum of contentment as Shinji's hands slid over his skin.

"I like your hands," he murmured, spreading his own across Shinji's back and feeling the muscles worked under the skin.

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Shinji blinked, because it was pretty damn rare for Kippei to admit to liking anything, but he had to agree that he really liked Kippei's hands, so he supposed they were even, not that Shinji was going to admit it. He'd admitted he missed Kippei, but Kippei hadn't admitted that so he didn't have to admit to liking Kippei's hands. Instead, he kissed him, hard and desperate and wanting, needing to forget everything except Kippei.

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Kippei kissed him back until he couldn't breath, and he broke the kiss with a deep chuckle, running his hands through Shinji's hair and smoothing it down.

"I thought you said sex wouldn't help," he murmured teasingly, though it was fairly obviously what Shinji wanted right now.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"I didn't know kissing was sex," Shinji mumbled a little snidely. "I guess I'll have to reconsider my 'I haven't had sex in longer than you' remark to include Kenya after all." And yeah he knew that would just piss Kippei off but Kippei wasn't making it any easier teasing the hell out of him.

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Kippei bit him on the shoulder. "Shut up about that damn vampire," he growled. "Kissing is not sex, and if you ever kiss him again I punch him in the face." And probably get his arse kicked, but that was neither here nor there.

He rolled over and pinned Shinji to the bed, definitely interested in at least getting more of Shinji's clothes off, and he was pretty sure he could talk him into sex, too, but first, more teasing was in order. He set about kissing Shinji senseless, nibbling and licking at his throat, rubbing against him as strategically as possible. Whatever was bothering him, he so wasn't going to be thinking about it five minutes from now. Kippei guaranteed it.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji frowned, because if Kippei hit Kenya, Shinji intended to get revenge, though he didn't actually think he favourite pet vampire needed Shinji to defend himself. He thought Kippei would probably get laughed at and tossed out of the bar and then Shinji would have to spend weeks trying to convince Kippei that Shinji still thought he was sexy and wanted him around and it all just sounded like more trouble than it was worth. Especially when Kippei was right there, rubbing and nibbling and licking!

"Mmm...want more!" Because that just felt so. damn. good.

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Kippei let out a low, dark chuckle and nipped at Shinji's collarbone. Yeah, he thought so.

"You want more?" he murmured in a husky voice. "You gotta tell me what you want." He moved lower down on Shinji's body, making sure he rubbed against him in all the right ways, settling in and humping his leg with slow, lazy rocking motions as he turned his attention to the lovely expanse of Shinji's bare chest, licking here and there, twisting a nipple between his fingers, sucking hard enough to leave marks in other places. Shinji just made the most interesting noises when he did that. Almost like a girl, but way way better.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji moaned with every twist and nip of fingers and teeth and tongue and, really, was sex with girls really so great? Kippei was pretty damn good at it for someone who didn't seem to get a lot. Or hadn't got a lot...whatever. His brain took a while to function correctly and he glared at Kippei. Tell him what he wanted?

"I want...I want." He wanted. Well, that was a start. "I want...mouth...your mouth...and...mmm hands! God, I love your hands, and your mouth and I want them...like that!" He groaned loudly, annoyed because Kippei wasn't giving him any time to think! "I want you!"