Dark Order Adventures: Yullen Style
Warning! This has extreme graphic depictions that are not suited for the young and immature. If you are one of either category, I suggest that you not go any further!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Allen Walker, Yuu Kanda, or the Dark Order public showers that this happens to take place in. In other words, I do not own anything D. Gray-Man related in any way, shape or form. (Except the DVDs, and even then, not all of them.)
Encounter One: Public Showers Can Be Useful
Allen stepped into the shower room, feeling his body heat up immediately from the excessive steam. He really needed a long, hot shower, especially after training with Lavi for three hours. Sweat, in addition of being tackled by the red-head on several occasions, had messed up his white hair and made it stick to his neck uncomfortably.
Only one shower was on, and it was in the far corner, out of his sight, much to Allen's relief. He had issues with showering in front of a lot of people, or even a few. His left arm was an abomination in the eyes of many; even Allen tended to be disgusted by it. It was part of his body, though, so he had to appreciate it as much as any other part of his body. It had also saved his life on many occasions, as well as the lives of those he cared about. He didn't really like to think about it, but it also had the potential to save the world.
He quickly undressed and wrapped a small towel around his waist. He headed towards one of the shower heads along the wall, eager for the soothing warmth of the water. The shower in the corner was still going, causing steam to build up in that area. As Allen moved closer to his chosen shower, he also moved closer to the other shower in use. He could barely see the outline of the person's body. They were diligently washing their body, with quick but smooth movements. Allen watched them a little longer before turning back to his own shower. He turned on the water to medium heat and stuck his hand under the water to test the temperature. When it was just right, he stepped under it, but not before pulling his towel off and hanging it next to him. A faint blush covered his cheeks and he found himself wishing that the Order had private showers. He greatly disliked being naked in public as such.
Only a few minutes into his shower, Allen heard the other shower turn off and then a soft grunt from the other person. Obviously, since his water had been hot, the air around his shower was fairly cold in comparison. Allen stuck his head under the water, getting his hair wet, water dripping down his face and down his body. He rubbed at his face softly with his hands and then brushed his hair back from his face as he pulled out from under the water. He listened to the soft pad of wet feet on the stone floor suddenly stop. His curiosity was faintly piqued, but not enough to investigate.
He blew water off of his nose and grabbed the wash cloth that was hanging under the shower head. He soaked it in water and began scrubbing away at his skin. No noise came from the other person for a while, which made Allen a tiny bit more curious. Well, actually, it made him a lot more curious.
"Moyashi?" a deep, husky voice asked behind him. Allen nearly groaned.
"Yes, Kanda?" Allen replied, his voice resigned.
"Che." More wet footsteps and Allen felt a strong sense of relief. They lead to the door, and then there was a loud click of the lock.
Wait-WHAT? The lock?! Indeed, this made Allen very curious. He whirled around to find Kanda was once again behind him.
"Che. You have no idea how long I've waited to get you alone, Moyashi." Kanda said with a wicked grin that Allen had never seen on his face, but it somehow fit. It also set his heart racing.
"Wh-What do you mean?"
"Are you that blind, Moyashi-pon?" Kanda asked, taking a step towards Allen. Allen took a step back at the same time; that blush from before renewing itself full force.
"Kanda, what are you doing?" Allen asked as Kanda stepped forward again. Allen tried to move back, but he hit the cold stone wall. He gasped and jumped forward, landing in Kanda's grasp. The taller boy gripped Allen's upper arms tightly, pulling him close, to do what Allen didn't want to know, and did his best to prevent it, whatever it was. He had a suspicious feeling that he knew what Kanda wanted to do, but again, he did what he could to prevent it by turning his head away.
"Kanda, what are you doing?" he asked again, his heart pounding loudly in his chest.
"What does it look like?" Kanda replied to the white-haired boy's question with another, clearly trying to irritate Allen into a reaction. When he got none, he pressed Allen against the cold stone wall, making Allen gasp again. Kanda took advantage of the momentary distraction to push his lips against Allen's, slipping a slick tongue in between those soft, pink lips. This kiss was all lust and demand, tasting sweet and smoky at the same time. The Moyashi froze under his grip, feeling the tongue explore the inside of his mouth in soft, quick movements, rubbing against his own tongue. The sensation was weird but pleasant, as Allen had never been kissed like that before.
Kanda was disappointed when he still got no reaction from the younger boy. He knew that Allen lusted after him, probably even liked him; all the signs were plain on the boy's face. He watched Kanda like a hawk whenever they were around each other, and when Allen thought no one was looking he would drop the "I hate you so passionately that it outshines my hatred for the Millennium Earl" act and gaze upon Kanda with desiring eyes. Yuu Kanda may not be a genius, but he was very good at reading people. And he was especially good at reading Allen Walker's emotions. In fact, it was an amusing past time for the Japanese man.
So, in order to incite a response, Kanda pushed Allen further into the wall with his entire body, grinding his naked hips harshly against the Moyashi's. This caused Allen to moan shamelessly in pleasure, clearly relishing the feel of slick skin against his own.
"Heh. I thought so." Kanda whispered in Allen's ear, dragging his tongue along the ridge. The younger boy shivered and Kanda could almost feel his resolve break just before a warm mouth attacked the base of his neck. Teeth barely grazed over Kanda's skin teasingly, inciting a shudder from the samurai. Those teeth claimed the same spot, almost causing pain, but the pleasure from it overriding other sensations.
Bare flesh slid over bare flesh, the water pouring from the shower head making them slick and slippery. Though there was not much friction, due to the water, but the pure skin-to-skin contact drove both of them wild. Kanda chuckled against Allen's chest as he felt a certain part of the Moyashi grow harder as he slid down to his knees, dragging his fingers into Allen's skin with a good deal of pressure. Allen moaned again, feeling Kanda's mouth close over the skin just a little below his hip. He felt the suction of the Japanese man's lips so close to that one place that he wanted him to be the most and he nearly cried out.
"Kanda!" he gasped as a finger slid from his belly button to his groin and down his shaft, one single finger working wonders. A second finger joined it, then two more as they all wrapped around the shaft slowly. Allen pressed himself into the wall, holding back a cry of pleasure.
"Now, Moyashi, don't hide anything from me. Or....I will have to punish you." When Kanda put emphasis on that word, he gently squeezed with his hand, pulling a little on his new toy. Allen gasped and cried out, his knees buckling.
"K-Kanda...I ca-an't hold on. Do it, please."
"Do what, Moyashi?" Kanda asked after sliding his tongue over the tip of the hardened shaft before him.
"Aaah!! Kanda!!" Allen cried, gasping for air.
"Since this is your first time, Moyashi, I will go easy on you. But next time...I expect you to say it, and say it loud enough for me to hear. Or I will-" he placed his lips over the quivering tip, "-make-" he softly sucked, barely putting any pressure on it, "-you-" he licked the under side of Allen's shaft, "-beg."
Allen was nearly sobbing when Kanda finished speaking and utilizing his tongue.
"Ka-anda!" he cried weakly, eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure felt so good it almost hurt, the pressure building up in his groin, pulling at his skin, everything so tight and hot. Kanda laughed, the vibrations making Allen shake uncontrollably. He placed his mouth over Allen's hard shaft and began sucking a little harder than before. Allen made all kinds of quiet noises in his throat as he drew closer to his climax. Kanda managed to fit all of Allen in his mouth, swirling his tongue all over the tight skin. The Japanese man could feel the shaft pulsating in his mouth, the pulses coming quicker and quicker.
Allen felt the building pressure suddenly explode and he cried out in pleasure. The white, hot seed spilled into Kanda's mouth. Kanda sucked it up greedily, licking up all traces from Allen's softening erection.
"Mmmm..You taste better than I imagined, Moyashi..." Kanda said, standing up to face Allen. The white-haired boy looked utterly pleased and exhausted at the same time.
"You wouldn't happen to be up for a round two, eh, Moyashi? Or did I tire you out?"
"Ha! Anytime....anywhere, BaKanda..." Allen said breathlessly.
"Well, then. Let's go to my room, and I can show you how the Japanese have fun." The older boy offered, trailing his tongue up the column of Allen's neck in invitation.
"Let's go."