6A/N: Here we go with more short Vocaloid one-shots? Can they be considered "drabbles", or are they too long? Hmm. Anyway, I want to work on lemons, so I tried to make this get a little lemon-y. :D I do not own Kaito, Gakupo, or Vocaloid. Or the cover. And you'll know it when you get it to, but I am talking about ICE CREAM in that scene, okay? -_- ...Well, it started out that way... I'm so mature, like a freakin' CEO or something... Also, I know males can't be called "maidens", but please just go along with it. It's a good analogy, okay?
The lilac-locked Gakupo stood in front of the refrigerator, having the last serving of Haagen-daz for dessert. He had another preference when it came to snacks, but it was currently not available. He knew that Kaito, being horribly ice cream-obsessed, would have his head over this, but Gakupo wasn't concerned. 'If he had remembered to buy eggplants at the store,' the Samurai pondered in his mind, 'Then I wouldn't be reduced to eating his favorite meal.'
Kaito walked in just as Gakupo finished his last thought, and the last of the ice cream.
"Uwwwahhhh~!" The bluenette let out a semi-feminine screech. "Gakupo, wh-what have you done...?" He appeared as if he had lost something precious to him. Gakupo was originally going to tell Kaito, 'You deserved this for forgetting my food of choice.' But after seeing the slightly younger Vocaloid's forlorn expression, he felt a pang of guilt.
"I... forgive me, Kaito-san... I wasn't thinking. I'm truly sorry, " spoke the Samurai as he bowed deeply, holding a bowl of vanilla residue in one hand. After he rose, he saw that the other male had slightly flushed cheeks.
Kaito fidgeted around a bit before he mumbled, "Oh...um, I can never stay mad at you when you apologize like that..."
Gakupo eyed the sapphire-themed Vocaloid, while the Vocaloid kept his gaze firmly on the ground. The Samurai then told him, "Kaito-san, I can make this up to you... if you would just take a seat on the counter next to you there..." Kaito looked to his left, and nervously hopped up onto the white-topped surface, still keeping his head down. He didn't see when Gakupo had stuck his pointer finger into the bowl in his other hand, pulling out some of the leftover sweetness. He only took notice when he felt something sticky being pressed up to his pale coral lips.
He was in full-view of Gakupo's shining turquoise eyes, flowing with intensity, the eyes of a Warrior. They look like they've seen a war at some point...if not in this life, then in a previous one. The man didn't say a word, he just applied a bit more force, until Kaito opened up and allowed the Samurai to enter, licking the tip of his delicate appendage, swallowing the sweet and warm white liquid. "Nnn, " he moaned quietly.
As Gakupo pulled his digit out, he noticed that along with the small thread of saliva attached to it, there was also some of the leftover liquid trickling down the side of it. He dabbed the substance off with his tongue, but he didn't swallow it.
He separated Kaito's slim legs, until he had sufficient room to get as close to the blushing male as possible, his crotch pressed up against the counter that held the ice cream-lover. He commanded Kaito, "Open your mouth again."
Kaito complied and did as he was told, closing his eyes at the same time. He wasn't able to view it, but he felt when Gakupo ran his wet, vanilla-flavored, rose-colored tongue over his own. "Haah..."
The Samurai questioned his maiden, "Can you taste it?"
"Hai..."