And if he didn't know where he was before he definitely did now; as he started flailing uncontrollably under Kanda's strong grip.
''Tch. Quit moving, idiot.'' Kanda dropped his moyashi on the giant bed and started to tear off his clothes. Allen could only watch in half-consciousness since the drug had not yet worn off. (Plus he'd used most of his energy with all of his struggling earlier…)
Within moments the two were both filled stripped and Kanda had just finished preparing. He positioned himself above Allen, and pushed straight in, barely giving him a moment to adjust. Allen cried out in pain as Kanda moved him forward, giving himself more access. After a full hour Kanda stopped to smirk down at the smaller. Allen looked up at him, vision becoming foggy, begging for more.
''S-stop..teasing me.,.B-BaKanda…'', he rasped between pants. A flushed innocent face looked up at him, teary eyes glazed over with lust. Kanda could no longer keep his control. The swordsman briskly rammed in and out of his moyashi, showing the other no sign of slowing his pace. Kanda must have really needed this, Allen thought.