Short, sweet and straight to the point. Rated M for quite obvious reasons eheheh.

Disclaimer: I do not own D Gray Man nor its characters, kudos goes to Hoshino Sensei.

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Allow her to seize the reins, only for a moment. Provide her hesitant fingers the freedom to roam the expanse of your frame, nimbly memorizing each mountain and valley of your being. Pray that she doesn't catch the whist sigh of satisfaction that escapes your lips when her nails briefly rake against that particularly sensitive scar on your shoulder blade. Soak in each tender caress of her delicate hands, touching you so gently you almost forget the marvelous power she harbors. Grant yourself the pleasure you've both desired for longer than you're willing to admit and slowly crumble beneath the hot, suffocating pressure of mutual attraction.

Then snap. Abruptly pull her from your lap, and press her back into that God forsaken excuse of a mattress. Hold her body firmly against your own, roughly planting one knee between her thighs. Silence her disgruntled groans by devouring her pursed lips in a feverish kiss you didn't realize you needed. Then, while you still have her dazed, gradually make your way down the now slick skin of her neck with your tongue, reveling in the sensation of her shuddering beneath you.

Tear at the fabric shielding her body, ignoring the irritated "Kanda!" that escapes her as several buttons clatter on the concrete floor. Take a moment to appreciate your work; from the freshly revealed pastel skin, to her flushed face with amethyst eyes gazing quizzically at you, to the hand unconsciously clutching the cuff of your jacket.

"This is embarrassing." You hear a voice whisper bashfully into your hair.

Decorate her body with open-mouthed kisses and nip her flesh with your teeth, shoving any thoughts of embarrassment into the recesses of her mind. Suppress the grin creeping onto your face as wanton cries that neither of you knew she was capable of pass her lips. Continue to discard her clothing, strewing skirt and undergarments within the same vicinity as the buttons.

Finally, allow your callous hands stroke the sinfully delicious curves of her body. Listen to the sounds elicited from her, from the low moans when you brush your thumb against the peak of her breast to labored cries as you slowly ease a single finger inside. Then two. Observe as her face contorts into nothing you've seen before; mouth agape while half lidded eyes lustfully watch as you create a steady rhythm. In and out, faster and faster until you see her back start to arch.

"Please," She whimpers almost inaudibly. Not quite yet. Pull your fingers out and stifle a laugh as you can hear her evident disappointment. Grab her hips and drape her legs over your shoulders. Peer straight into her eyes as you tortuously drag your tongue over the swollen nub aching for attention. "Yuu, please!" She demands, using your given name for the first time. Now, pull away and leave her hanging on the edge of ecstasy.

First comes your jacket, soon followed by your shirt and pants. Grab her arm and force her onto her hands and knees while you use your free hand to pull her hips back. Before she can ask what you're doing, thrust into her with a desperation you won't admit to in the morning. She stiffens for a moment before pushing against you, evoking a hoarse groan from your throat.

Her lewd, shameless cries and the rhythmic slapping of skin are all that's audible. You have no recollection of flipping her onto her back or your ponytail coming undone, but neither of those are important. All that's crucial in this moment is bringing both of you over the edge into that sweet euphoria you so crave.

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Excuse me as I crawl in a hole and die. This is my first time writing in this point of view AND writing a lemon, so my apologies if it's not all that wonderful. Reviews are always appreciated. c: