A long day at work can be rather taxing on one's body. You, as parasitic-type innocence, know this better than most. Each exorcist had a different way of winding down; and yours was rather normal for that of an overworked child. You liked to sleep and eat. Sleep, eat, and… consort.
You had been a part of the Black Order for many years now, so of course you'd… play around with those whom you have grown close to. You joined when you turned fifteen, and for these past six years you have been sitting back and watching the drama around you play out. The battle with the Earl raged on, seemingly endless… at least, for now. You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but you could feel something coming. Something big.
Whatever, now wasn't the time to think of such things. You stared at your reflection for a moment longer, then flicked your pale hair out of your eyes and left the small bathing-room. The living section you had been assigned was barely considered more than a closet. You had space in your room for a bed, a small dresser, and a bedside table. Two doors led out of the room, one to the hall and one to the bathing-room you shared with your neighbor. The small Jack-and-Jill styled dorms suited you just fine, though. On the nights that you did consort with a carefully chosen partner, the walls were thin enough and close together; that made it easy to find your next prey. You were well known for being a passionate and flexible lover among all the other exorcists. That just made you even more fun to be around. You loved the attention, the sideways glances you got in the halls and lobbies. And if course, you had favorites; a nice collection of your top three most wonderful experiences, with your top three partners. Lavi was at the top of this list; his preference was surprisingly more submissive than you would have guessed. When he did top, though, he was strong and gentle, taking care to make sure you were enjoying every second of the experience. The two of you met quite frequently, perhaps around once or twice a week. The second on your list was a poorly kept secret; the shy Bak Chan. He was constantly bottom, despite your many attempts to pull him away from his comfort zone. Whatever, it didn't mean anything to you. A good fuck was all that mattered. The third on your list was the hard-to-get Lenalee Lee; hard to get, only because most of the time her brother was hanging outside of her door. No doubt trying to make certain you don't get at her pretty, milky white body. His efforts were for naught, though, as you had many times slipped past him in the dark of night. She was perhaps the most adventurous of your conquests, willing to try absolutely anything if it meant you were pleased.
You had managed to get about everyone you wanted. Everyone was willing to please or be pleased eventually, and fell to your will. Everyone, that is, except the one you actually had a deep-set interest in. His tall, strong body and his harsh glare struck an odd chord in you. Probably some psyche shit that had to do with your abusive past, but that didn't matter to you. You wanted him, and that was that. Just by being around him, tasting that air he walked with, you could tell he was an excellent and consistent top; not at all like the fake dominance had Lavi spread. This was true, and you wanted so badly to get in his pants and feel how true it was. You had been trying for around a year, now, but none of your advances worked. They all seemed to piss him off further. You were getting impatient with his rejections, and the uppity attitude that he flaunted. For the first time in a while, you weren't getting what you wanted… and you didn't like it.
You shook your head to clear it, and exited the room into the hall. You kept your shirt off, interested in a partner for the night. Eventually someone would approach you and invite you back for some tea, or a snack, and things would go from there. Sure enough, none other than your most frequent visitor, Lavi, approached you.
"Oi, Allen. You look free tonight, wanna come by later on?" He grinned, his eye flashing from under his headband as he leaned against the wall.
"Hm, lemme check my schedule." You smirked at him, and tried a wink. He chuckled, and playfully punched you in the shoulder.
"I remember when you first joined the order… if one of us were to tell you back then that this is what you'd become, I think you'd run away." He lowered his smile to more of an older-brotherly look, and sighed. "Though, to be honest, I like the naughty little boy thing you've got going on here."
"How many times do I have to remind you…? I'm not a teenager anymore; you can't call me a 'little boy' all the time. It's just inaccurate." You clicked your tongue in annoyance, and turned around, stretching your arms above your head. "I'll be over in ten, that fine?"
"Sure, whenever's fine by me," Lavi said, the mischievous light returning to his eyes. "I'm in the room all night."
You yawned, trying to appear bored as you continued you early evening jaunt into the cafeteria.
"Jerry, hey! Could I just get an order of pad Thai to go?" You asked, the never-aging chef leaning over the counter with an expectant grin.
"That's all? Hm, baby boy, you losin' that appetite I love so much?" Jerry said with a laugh, turning to the pan and tossing ingredients around. "This'll just be a few minutes, hon, so why don't you go cheer up grumpy Kanda over there?"
"Haha, you know I've tried. He just won't go for it." You narrowed your eyes slightly in annoyance. This was exactly what you had been trying to get away from…
"Hm, but maybe he's not into the whole sexual approach." That took you off guard. For some reason, you didn't want Jerry to know about your exploits. You wanted him to continue viewing you as that innocent child you were when you first joined. "Maybe you should drop the encounters for a while, and try something a bit more natural."
"Like… ask him on a date?!" You weren't sure you were hearing this right. The whole long-term relationship thing, that just wasn't your style. You went for simple and hot, that was all. But still, if the path of romance led to the unexplored district of Yu's Pants, it might be worth a try… but what Jerry was suggesting would take a lot of planning, and not enough sex. You'd have to be… faithful. Your late-night visits would be ground to a complete halt, and you weren't sure you'd be able to handle the lack of attention. It would take a whole month at least to get through Kanda's tightly bound chastity belt, and for you a whole month was a lot of pleasure. You weren't sure if you wanted to miss out of that…
"Just try it, baby doll." Jerry smiled, adding more things to the pan. You gave him a sigh, and a suspicious glare, before strolling over to Kanda's table and flopping down across from him.
The look on his face was less than pleased.
"Any particular reason the Order's resident slut is disturbing my meal?" He said, not looking you in the eyes. You ground your teeth together in annoyance, but tried to put on your Happy Face.
"Nothing in particular, Yu," You smiled, allowing your voice to drag on the sound of his name. The venom dripped noticeably, and his glare was back up. This was perfect; you just needed a rise out of him. This was the last time you'd try a simple sexual approach before you tried Jerry's suggestion. Maybe you could drag a simple hate-fuck out of him.
"I've told you before, moyashi," He shot back. "I'm not interested in your stupid advances. Honestly, I think it's rather pathetic that you continue trying this with me. I'll never let you anywhere near my room." That was it, he wouldn't budge. His expression fell back to the slightly-annoyed-but-serene expression it usually held, and he took another bite of the soba.
"Actually," you bit your tongue, and cursed yourself in your head. "I was wondering if you'd like to go out to lunch with me sometime." That was terrible, you could tell as you said it. Your voice was strained and forced, not like its usual sleek and sweet self. Damn it, now he'll never agree.
"What, so you can slip some drug into my drink? No thanks, I'd rather be conscious while I kick your ass." Was he seriously suggesting he could kick your ass in his sleep?! Furthermore, you hadn't ever drugged anyone! That was way worse than what you were doing!
No, just smile and continue. Don't let it get to your head. God, you hated him, but God, did you want him.
"I've never done that. Why would I start now? I swear, I honestly want to get lunch with you." You smiled again slowly, hoping you didn't sound too much like a deviant.
He raised an eyebrow at you, and then shrugged. "I've got nothing else left to do, why not pawn away my dignity? Sure, then. Tomorrow I'll be at the boat. I'm going in to town at noon, whether you're there or not." He looked at your astonished face suspiciously, and closed his eyes. "I'm not doing this because I like you, idiot. I pity your continuously failing advances with Komui and me."
"A pity date is better than no date." You said, sticking your tongue out at him teasingly. From behind you, Jerry called. "See you tomorrow at noon, then." He said nothing, but began cleaning up his dishes instead. You frowned, and flipped his back off. Childish, you realized, but you couldn't ruin this opportunity.
"How'd it go, Allen?" Jerry pushed the food towards you, a small smile resting on his face.
"He actually agreed." You said. The surprise you felt reflected on his face, his mouth becoming a neat little 'O.'
"Honestly, hon, I'm surprised you tried it. You don't really seem like the commitment type."
"I'm not. I'm just gonna get what I want—what I've been vying for, for a whole year—and then drop it." You hissed, the regret catching up to you. You couldn't back out now, though, when it's so close. You thanked Jerry for the food, and left the cafeteria without another word.
The path from the cafeteria to Lavi's room was short, as he was your dorm-neighbor, and your rooms were quite close to the tables. You bumped the half-closed door with your hip, and held up the box.
"I brought food!" You said, sliding back into your casual demeanor. An easy smile played on the corners of your lips, as you entered the dimly lit room.
"Hmm? Mm, that smells great. Based on the small portion, I take it you're already eaten?" Lavi slid up in front of you, closing the door with one hand and cornering you there. You smiled wider. Tonight was a dominant one.
"Of course I have… I wouldn't be ready for something like this if I was going on an empty stomach." You teased him, adding a childish chuckle. This was how Lavi liked you to behave when you met up, and you acted only in accordance with your partners wishes. He licked his lips, and took the food, releasing you up and setting it on his nightstand. You followed him, the boyish grin still set on your features, and sat on his bed. You played innocent as he crawled up behind you, and began kissing softly at your neck. A soft moan dripped through your teeth, and you tilted your head to the side. He nipped at the soft flesh, running his hands up and down your chest and toying with your nipples. The growing bulge in his pants was becoming an annoyance to the both of you, as it caused arousal to stir deep in the pit of you. Damn, you wanted to make this last a little longer…
His right hand drifted down and cupped the pressured area in your jeans, palming it gently at first, and then a little rougher. His neighbor on the other side was Chaoji… he liked a loud partner. That in mind, Lavi did, too. You moaned in accordance to the palming, softly at first, and then a little louder. The pattern followed Lavi's aggression. He knew you liked it rough, that was why he teased and toyed with you. He enjoyed foreplay, so you would follow along with that, even if you couldn't stand the pointless pain. His left hand had been tickling your sides gently, but it was now innocently tracing it's way back up to your nipples. He took one between his thumb and forefinger, and squeezed tightly, prying a loud gasp from your slim throat. He chuckled softly, pulling both hands away as he stripped both yours and his clothes off. Gently, so gently and infuriatingly slow, he pressed you against the stiff mattress, thumbing the head of your protruding passion. You tilted your head back, and moaned again, closing your eyes softly to the blissful pleasure. He pulled one of your hands down to his own throbbing member, guiding it to slow and teasing motions that matched his own. He hummed under his breath, and pressed his body closer to you.
The heat of his body, the excitement of passion, the smell of sex, and the fight against Akuma. That was what made up your simple life now. And here you were, face down and screaming into the pillow as Lavi slammed himself into you and slapped your already red and stinging ass. There was really nowhere else you'd rather be.
End Chapter One.