RP log: Kippei and Shinji

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Date: Sep 20th
Rating: R
Summary: Kippei keeps his promise and gets Shinji a book


Kippei kept his promise to himself to go out and find Shinji a book. He went clear to the other side of town, a bookstore that he knew he wasn't likely to run into anyone that would recognize him, and browsed through the sex ed books until he found something that was simple enough, but with enough detail to make Shinji blush--hopefully. And pay attention, and maybe... well, to be honest, Kippei wasn't real sure what he was hoping for, because he didn't dare hope for too much. Still, it would help. Had to. He had the clerk wrap it up, like a gift, and took it home to Shinji.

"This is for you," Kippei told him, smirking, no longer embarrassed now that he was safely in possession of the book without anyone having seen him buy it.

Shinji blinked and stared up at Kippei, surprised. There was something in Kippei's hand, wrapped in shiny paper with a ribbon. Square. He blinked, not sure what to think.

"What is it?"

Kippei tossed it on the bed beside him and took a seat at the desk, turning the chair around to straddle it backwards. "It's a present for you," he said carelessly, wicked smirk still lurking at the corner of his mouth. "Told you I would get it," he added as Shinji picked it up.

Shinji tentatively reached out and picked it up, every curious bone in his body coming out to play as he turned it over and contemplated.

"It's the book," he mumbled with a small smile, feeling ridiculously good that Kippei had bought him a present. "A book from Kippei..." That made it a pretty incredible book, in Shinji's opinion. He carefully pulled back the sticky tape on one side and tugged the book free of the wrapping, staring at the words on the front cover.

"A sex book..." He could feel the heat blooming in his face and quickly turned away from Kippei, embarrassed for some reason he couldn't begin to explain, but still feeling ridculously good because Kippei bought him a present! He carefully opened it, turning to the front page and staring at the image of two guys...And the heat only rose in his face.

Kippei's smirk widened into a grin, no less wicked, delighted with the blush and Shinji's reaction. "You don't have to read it now," he told Shinji, amused. "Sometime. Soon," he couldn't help adding, though he was mostly kidding. Mostly.

"Shh, 'm reading," Shinji mumbled, feeling extremely...hot. Bothered for some reason. And like he needed to run to the bathroom any second. He wasn't so much reading as flipping through the pages to look at the pictures and there were a lot of those, each with their own tidy little explaination and diagrams and holy shit, people really did this sort of thing? But he knew they did; had seen a lot of it in Kippei's fantasies. God.

"Did we do this stuff?" He couldn't fathom what the other Shinji was thinking, doing these sorts of things.

Kippei tilted his head, considering; he hadn't looked through the entire book, but all things considered, probably yes. "Most of it," he answered, shrugging. "Some of it more often than others." He was terribly amused, and a little relieved, too, by Shinji's obvious interest. "You let me know if you see anything in particular you have questions about," he added, unable to resist teasing a little more. That blush was just too damn cute.

"Don't you dare laugh!" Shinji hissed over his shoulder, but he couldn't look away for long, transfixed by the pages in the book. His face was just getting hotter, as were other parts of his body and he stared at one particular picture for a damn long time. They had done most of this. He had seen most of this. Recieved it through Kippei's thoughts. Anything in particular...god, Kippei was going to send him insane. He got up suddenly, rushing to the bathroom, book still clenched in his hands, slamming the door shut and sitting down against it, reading the information and just staring. Holy hell. His thoughts were spilling all over the place, bleeding into other minds nearby but he couldn't control anything. Especially not the reaction between his legs. Shit.

Kippei chuckled, folding his arms across the back of the chair and putting his head down on them. He couldn't decide if he was more relieved or amused, but both reactions made him laugh softly to himself as Shinji disappeared. Oh, yeah. He was all kinds of pleased by the reactions he was picking up from Shinji, and Shinji was projecting them, loudly. Kippei rather hoped that random people in the vicinity weren't picking them up, but then again, at this point he wasn't all that sure it mattered.

Shinji stared at the book fascinated, leaning in over it, as if someone might see what he was reading despite being the only one in the room. He read through several of the lengthy descriptions and it wasn't just the pictures, it was the language too. His hand snuck down to rub against his groin and he clenched his eyes shut in embarassment, squeezing and willing it to go away. He couldn't help the blanket feedback of pleasure and want his brain kept sending, deleting others thoughts and replacing it with whatever the hell this was.

Kippei decided almost immediately that giving Shinji the book before he'd gotten better control of his powers was a rather large oversight on his part, and also, stupid. Even if what Shinji was sending didn't get anymore detailed than that, it was still going to be embarrassing if he caused spontaneous to happen to anyone in range, and that could be a rather large number of people. With some difficulty he got up and made his way over to the door, banging on it in the hope of somehow getting Shinji's attention.

"Shinji! Close the book, okay, you need to stop that, you're sending it to everyone!"

Shinji was so startled by the knocking on the door that he dropped the book, staring at it as it fell shut on the floor between his legs. He stared at his hand clutching his groin and moaned, drawing his knees up against his chest and biting his lip as he pulled himself together, ignoring all the people, ignoring their thoughts and releasing them from his own. Holy crap.

"Sorry!" God, that was damn embarassing. He had to be stopped from looking at dirty pictures...by Kippei! Embarassing, embarassing, embarassing! He hit his head back against the door a few times and the pain was enough for his hard on to settle down a little, but he still felt hot and bothered and uncomfortable. God...he was so stupid. It was just a book. It wasn't even the real thing.

...Meaning, he wanted the real thing? Oh damn.

Kippei sighed with relief and sagged against the door, chuckling a little at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation, and feeling bad for Shinji, too. He had to be horribly embarrassed, even if it was likely that no one who had picked up his thoughts had any idea what had just happened or who was responsible. He sighed, wondering if Shinji was ever going to come out now.

"You okay?"

"Yes," Shinji replied in a very small, extremely sedate voice, staring at his hand and making his fingers release his privates. Christ. He needed a distraction. Mission; he was going on a mission tonight. That was good. That was great! He might get to delete lots of brains. Cool! He sighed, took a few deep breaths and stood up, carefully opening the door and peeking out, leaving the book in the bathroom. He could read it later, when everyone was asleep and would just think they were having a damn good dream. Right.

"I didn't mean to."

Kippei smiled at him, reaching out to brush a finger down his nose. "No worries, lover. I doubt if anyone else even realised what you did, or that it was you. Not really your fault, either." He frowned a little. "I should have known better than to give you that when you haven't finished training yet." He hadn't thought at all about what happened when Shinji lost control of his thoughts, and maybe he hadn't quite realised the extent of Shinji's lack of control, but that was hardly an excuse. Again, he'd been too impatient and rather selfish and pushed something when he shouldn't have, and made a mess of things. He sighed wryly. "I'm sorry."

Shinji stared at Kippei, a little stumped as to why he was apologising, unless he was saying sorry to the other people Shinji might be annoying, in which case he was preaching to the wrong choir. Shinji looked aside, still hellishly embarassed.

"I like the book," he mumbled, but really he was saying 'I don't mind you wanting things that I want too.'

Kippei raised his eyebrow, smiling a little again. "Yeah, so I guessed," he answered ruefully, and behind the slight amusement the relief still faintly visible in his eyes. Somehow he'd really been afraid that Shinji wasn't going to change his mind this time around, that they were never going to get quite that far. That Shinji was always going to hate the idea. He knew it had been a ridiculous fear to begin with, but still. So glad to know for sure.

Shinji moved suddenly, not even thinking about what he was doing, leaning up on his toes and planting a kiss right on Kippei's lips, eyes clenched shut in case Kippei pushed him away, a stupid fear but there nonetheless. He grabbed hold of Kippei's shirt and pushed them both backward, up against the wall, kissing Kippei well and truly and like the book said was good and enjoying it every bit as much as the book had said he would. And then he pulled back, decidely dazed, and went over to collapse on his bed beside Kii.

Kippei stared at him, a little breathless, and more than a little dazed himself. Where the hell did that come from? Okay, stupid question, it was very obvious where that came from, but whoa. He'd not been expecting that at all. He raised a hand to touch his tingling lips, a little gingerly. Daaamn. Wow. Okay. Brain officially not working now. He cleared his throat, but his mind was completely wiped clean of any words to say. Shaking his head, he wandered over and sat down beside Shinji, absolutely stunned and god, he wanted more of that. He missed that, fiercely.

His lips were...tingling? Yeah, that was the word. Fuzzy and damn nice feeling that. Shinji rubbed his fingers over them curiously and smiled when Kippei came over to sit with him. He leant over and kissed him quickly on the cheek, amused by the dazed look on Kippei's face and a little glad he had been the one to make Kippei want more of it.

"Thank you." For the present.

Kippei sighed, a little regret and mostly in contentment as he found Shinji's hand and wound their fingers together. "You're welcome," he murmured, lifting Shinji's hand to kiss the fingers and feeling oddly grateful for just.... everything. He had Shinji, and Shinji was fine, and things were going to be okay. More than okay.

"I'm so glad I have you."

Shinji blinked at him, barely even noticing Kii crawling into his lap and curling up for a snooze, too transfixed by the run of thoughts in Kippei's mind. He smiled then, bright and delighted and just happy because the only person that mattered was happy he was there.

"Always. You'll always have Shinji." Whether it was him, or the last one, or another one yet to come, Shinji knew Kippei would always have Shinji.

Kippei grinned at him, bright and warm. "I know." I know that now. He should always have known it, should have known that Shinji would never really leave him alone. Should have known that somehow he'd find a way to still be there, no matter what.

"You're incredible."

Shinji flushed again at that, embarassed as all hell and curled over to hide it in the fluffball snoozing in his lap. He slumped over, into Kippei's lap with a happy little laugh and snuggled in, much like Kii. He wanted to sleep before tonight anyway, and he couldn't think of a better place.

"You're the one who's incredible. You're like the ground. Or...the whole world. Solid and there and perfect..." But damaged in his own funny way, but that was Shinji's fault so he wasn't saying that.

Kippei chuckled, amused by the description. "Only when I have you," he pointed out. "And my world is you." Because for him, nothing else really mattered, everything else barely existed. He snuggled Shinji closer, curling up with him and petting him the way that Shinji was petting the cat. "You have a mission tonight," he remembered, sighing, not entirely happy about that still. Shinji going out by himself, more or less, worried the hell out of him. He knew he was going to be pacing the whole time Shinji was gone.

And my world is you. God, how could anyone else ever beat that? No one could, ever, and Shinji smiled against Kippei's tummy and wrapped his arms around him, feeling a little bad that he was making Kippei worry so much. He listened to Kippei's thoughts, letting them become his own and just snuggling, as if crawling inside Kippei's brain to sleep there, and not just in his lap.

I love you.

Kippei didn't even notice that Shinji was talking in his head for the first time in months--the first time since the accident. It sounded like his own thoughts, matched his own feelings, and he simply leaned down to kiss the top of Shinji's head, having no reason to suspect the thought was anything other than his own.

"You're beautiful," he murmured, because he just couldn't seem to stop with the sap tonight.

Sap was right. Shinji stifled his laughter, not agreeing with Kippei at all, and wondering if he was ever going to stop blushing. It was getting a little embarassing. He shook his head and reached up to push Kippei backward into the pillows, curling up around him, winding his body around Kippei's like a blanket, damn near squashing Kii between them, not that the little cat seemed to think that was anything new.

"Don't move. Hold me til tonight." Demanding, hell yes, but he loved Kippei and didn't want to think about anything else until he absolutely had to.

Kippei sighed a little at the reminder of tonight, but he closed his eyes and did as he was told, hugging Shinji closer and stroking his hair. Never let you go.