Ice-Cream
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Author: Kaiede
Rating: G
Genre: Romance. One-shot.
Status: Complete.
Pairing: Ban + Ginji.
Summary: Ginji and Ban share ice-cream on a hot day.

Thankfully, the ice cream vendor had only moved a short distance away from where she was before. She looked slightly surprised to see them back, most likely from Ban’s obvious reluctance to pay her the last time, but asked them politely what they would like.

“Ooh! This looks yummy!” Ginji squealed. It did look yummy: a scoop of vanilla, a scoop of chocolate, and another scoop of vanilla atop a crunchy cone.

“How much?” Ban asked.

“Two-fifty.” To the vendor’s surprise, Ban simply dug out the money and handed it to her, with no reluctance at all. Well, not much anyway. Ginji, again, was frolicking back to the bench, practically inhaling ice cream as he went. The vendor watched him for a moment, then turned back to Ban.

“Oh, last time you forgot your spoons, so—” Ban held up a hand and cut her off, a slight smile playing on his face.

“We won’t be needing them.” Then he turned and strolled back towards the bench.

The vendor stared after them for a bit, then shook her head and continued to walk around the park.

Ban, after catching up to his partner, was alarmed to find a slightly vacant look of pain on an unusually still Ginji.

“Ginji?” he asked worriedly. “What’s wrong?” Ginji stared straight ahead, his eyes wide.

“C-“Ginji stammered. “Cold—brain—freeze—” he forced out. Ban almost laughed in relief.

“Silly Ginji. I can fix that.” Leaning down, he gave Ginji a long, deep kiss that sent warmth shuddering down Ban’s body, and most probably Ginji’s, too—which is what he had in mind.

Ginji heaved a satisfied sigh. “That’s much better.” He leaned towards Ban and kissed him again.

The half-eaten ice cream Ginji still clutched in his hand began to melt, sliding insidiously down the cone until it dripped with a fat plop onto Ban’s arm.

“Eeaaugh!” he recoiled. “Ginji! The ice cream is melting!” Ginji looked at the puddle of melted ice cream and grinned.

“Silly Ban-chan. I can fix that.” Slowly, his eyes still on Ban’s face, he slid his tongue out and tilted down towards Ban’s arm. Sensually, almost sexually, he licked the patch of skin clean. Ban shivered, heat rising into his face.

Plop! This time the dollop of ice cream landed on Ginji. Ban smiled and leaned in...

One thing led to another, and somehow, or maybe with a little help from Ban, the ice cream managed to drip onto Ginji’s chest, which by then was bare. Ban ran his tongue along the ice cream trail, enjoying the sweetness of the ice cream and the heat from Ginji’s body. Then he stopped.

“You know, Ginji, we’re in a public place...” Ginji opened his eyes and looked at Ban.

“Let’s go home.”

The ice cream vendor, back on her route along the park walkways, openly gawked as a half-dressed, extremely sticky Ginji walked by with Ban, still looking as suave as ever, planting gentle kisses on his neck.

“Crazy kids...” she mumbled.

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