Naomi: I have decided to do a little break from my current fanfic and do a special one-shot!! I got this idea while cooking bread pudding!! Please enjoy!! Remember to R&R!!
P.s. Allen is taller and SEME!! Haters beware of my recreational thinking!! And Kanda is way out of character, but as an uke I wanted to make him more cute. Allen is a bit OOC, too.
It was snowing outside when Kanda woke up. It was the day he had planned for weeks and his radio/alarm was playing love songs. But today wasn't going to be a regular dinner party for the young samurai, oh no. Kanda was determined to make this the night he confessed to them most dense person on the face of the planet.
He bolted out of the bed and began the carefully planned preparations. The stupid beansprout could eat a mountain of food in one breath so he had to start cooking asap, even if it was only going to be just them, Kanda wanted the moyashi to be perfectly comfortable.
As Kanda began chopping the first of his ingredients the doorbell rang and as much as he would love to ignore it, he was Japanese and had to answer the door out of politeness.
"What do you want!?" he growled.
A surprise Allen Walker was standing on his porch holding groceries in both hands.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you," he apologized quickly and turned to leave.
"Wait!! Uh, what are you doing here?" Kanda asked hesitantly.
"Oh, I know I have a habit of eating my hosts out of house and home so I thought I'd help you with the food, but you're obviously busy so-."
"NO!! I was just preparing the food anyways and help would be appreciated. Please come in."
Kanda stepped aside to let the tall Englishman in, trying taking some of Allen's burden as he passed.
"It's fine, Yuu-chan. I can carry it."
"Don't call me that!!"
"I didn't call you 'That', Yuu-chan."
"Stupid Moyashi!!"
Allen never understood the point of that insult. (1)He was taller then the older Japanese man and (2)he was positive that being taller made his beansprout more like a lamppost compared to the samurai's butter knife, but he didn't complain.
Allen proceeded to the kitchen with his bags and set to work, carefully following Kanda's instruction. The white haired eighteen year old chopped vegetables, stirred a chicken broth, and numerous other minor kitchen tasks as Kanda did the actual cooking. It wasn't that the Japanese didn't trust him, but he was Allen's host and didn't want to strain him.
The work went by fast between the two men and the tense air between them gradually became more casual and relaxed. As Kanda pulled out a pastry from the oven, his hand went a little too high, too soon and he burned himself on the grill.
"Fuck!!" Kanda hissed, dropping the dessert on the floor.
"Yuu-chan, are you alright!?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, but he cradled his injury in pain.
"You really suck at lying," Allen chuckled.
Allen took Kanda's hand and pressed his lips to the burn. Sucking and licking it to relieve Kanda's discomfort. But it did the exact opposite. In fact, if the white haired gentleman had x-ray vision then he would see a developing hard on under the fabric of Kanda's clothes. Thank God I wore and apron, Kanda thought as he watched his wannabe lover give his hand a hickey.
"W-what the hell!? Leat go of me!!"
"But Yuu-chan, saliva is a well known remedy for burns," Allen said sweetly.
"Liar!! Let me go!!" Kanda mewled.
Allen ignored Kanda and continued to ravish his hand with an eager tongue and lips. To Kanda's horror, Allen moved from his injured hand to his perfectly fine neck.
"What the fuck!? Get off you pervert!!"
"I'm not a pervert, you are. Making all those cute sounds as I tried to hold back, but its too late. I can't stop."
Allen abandoned his neck and kissed the older, but shorter man roughly. Kanda moaned as his dreams were coming true before his eyes. He felt Allen's tongue trace his lip for entrance which he granted with no hesitation. The slick tongue invaded his mouth and he submitted to it hands down. The make-out session ended much to Kanda's distress.
"No. More."
"Yuu-chan, I don't think a room filled with sharp objects is the best place to fuck. I don't know about you, but I'm not a fan of the hospital."
"Bedroom. Last door on the right," Kanda breathed.
Allen smirked. Lifting the samurai bridal style, he dashed to the bedroom. Kanda's bed was quite large with a quilt comforter and soft pillows. Perfect place to lose one's virginity. Allen dumped Kanda on the bedand climbed after him to continue his ravishing of Kanda's lips.
Limbs tangled together and multiple articles of cloth were lost in their hot session. Allen roamed Kanda's body, mapping out the curves that made up his eternal obsession. As Allen's mouth travelled lower to the more sensitive regions of the samurai's body, said samurai's breathing became irregular, even labored. The English blew warm air at his soon to be lover's hard on.
"Ah, Allen, please."
"Please? Please what, Yu-chan?" he teased.
"Damn it, Walker!!"
"Oh, now that wasn't nice. Maybe I should just leave you like that."
Despite Kanda's protest, Allen backed off and sat cross legged on the bouncy bed.
"You'll have to apologize to me before I even think about touching you."
"Allen," Kanda mewled, "I'm sorry. Please blow me."
"Hmph, not good enough. Maybe if you give me a little show," Allen mused, "If you jack off maybe I'll feel sorry for you."
Kanda couldn't believe his ears, but Allen's eyes were perfectly serious. It was demeaning, but right at the moment pride was the last thing the Japanese was thinking of. He wrapped his hand around himself as he had done for many lonely night and stroked slowly, working into a rhythm.
"A-Allen," he moaned his name over and over, soon near screaming it.
His other hand crept between his legs and played with his puckered entrance. He gasped as a finger not his own entered him without warning.
"I think I forgive you, Yuu-chan."
Allen added a second finger and took Kanda's unoccupied head into his moist mouth. Kanda screamed as the new sensations pulsed through his virgin body. Allen's fingers scissored and thrusted, his mouth sucked and nipped his throbbing member. In a wave of unseen pleasure, Kanda eploded into Allen's awaiting mouth.
"Oh Yuu-chan, you're so delicous."
Allen removed his fingers and shifted positions so that his 'beansprout' was at Kanda's entrance. He looked at his lover for the go ahead, but to his disappointment....Kanda had fainted.
"God, what a lightweight," he sighed. "Oh well, there's always tomorrow."
Naomi!: Ahahahah!! I'm so evil!! Ah, I love my recreational thinking. I hope you enjoyed it and please review!!