Kanda hated sweet stuff, no, he absolutely detested those sugar treats that melted with intense heat...and Allen decided that he had a mission to convince the japanese man that candy was fun to eat.

There were many methods...but of course, the tastiest, most permanent, most enjoyable way was seduction.

That explains why Allen was humming a light tone, hand stuffed with a bag of sinful goodies, standing outside of Kanda's door.

The boy opened the door and slid in stealthily, with evil intent etched into his very soul...oh the possibilities of candy and Kanda's delicious body...

His eyes trailed (raped) down Kanda's sitting form. Long midnight blue hair in a painfully high ponytail (Allen noted to himself that he just had to get the japanese man loosened up), sapphire orbs of emotion, impossibly pale skin that looked like vanilla...

Kanda looked upwards, extremely annoyed at the intrustion,
"Oi, has anybody taught you to knock, moyashi?"

Allen didn't want to argue today, instead, he smiled sweetly with an innocent smile adorning his cherub face.

Kanda knew that smile. That evil smile was when Allen had turned dark, when Allen was up to no good. And especially, that smile was definitely not innocent.

"BaKanda, I brought candy to share with you today, so you could at least be a bit more nicer." pouted Allen.

The dark -haired man growled,
"I hate candy."

"Aww...that's too bad then, I'll just have to eat it all by myself."

Kanda shifted uneasily, the boy never usually gave up this quick, there had to be something more.

Allen unwrapped a lollipop and deliberately, slowly, slid his tongue delicately across the surface of the sweet substance.

The Japanese sword man had followed every action intently, cursing under his breath for the fluttering arousal the young boy was invoking in him..
he couldn't help but stare at...
...those plump shell pink lips parted, and by experience he knew those tools of destruction were as soft as a swan's downy....
...the way that pink tongue glided across the sweet...so slow...

The sexual tension was building and Kanda was thinking of that pink tongue tasting somewhere else...somewhere sinful and dark...

This time, Allen popped the lollipop into his mouth and sucked.
Every motion of that mouth was a jolt to the dark - haired man's body, right down to his nether regions...

The prideful swordsman was being reduced to a pitiful panting lustful being, turned into pudding just from a simple act of eating sweets.

The boy looked through his eyelashes, smirking, oh yes, Allen knew what he was doing to Kanda, and he was enjoying every single reaction...
especially the dark blue eyes turning a shade of black fogged by a desire..

"Come here, moyashi, now." growled Kanda menacingly, his pants were feeling too tight and it was painful, such a sweet, sweet, pain.

"Hmm...Kanda...not until you eat some sweets with me." declared Allen as he swirled his tongue around the lollipop again, taking note of the sharp intake of air coming from the frustrated japanese.

"Fine."