NOTE: Figured I kept you waiting long enough…besides, this would be my first "action" scene ever written.
Enjoy….please…
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Ah…Ravi. Finally.
It was really him. Kanda remembered the taste as if their kiss had never separated. He enjoyed the warmth and pressure, the perfect pressure, Ravi exerted, and yet…for some reason, perhaps just out of habit: Kanda pulled away from this act. His lips were a deep rose and his eyes pouted like a sad child. Why couldn't he allow himself to take what was in front of him? That which was so rarely presented in such a fine package to anyone. That which was so very close to his face that he could smell the sweet fragrance of vanilla floating along its breath.
Ravi was slightly surprised. Honestly, actually. Kanda held his breath, but his chest still thumped. The boy's hands were still gripping the sheets beneath him. Either he was scared or furious. Maybe even both…that would be very like Kanda to be. The red head smiled at his thoughts, as he stood up straight to look down at the wet animal; for Yuu Kanda most certainly looked, with his piercing eyes and growl, like a very wet animal.
"Yuu-Chan…" Ravi began shrugging his shoulders. He would have perhaps scratched the back of his neck if his hands had not been so neatly tucked in his pockets. He chuckled and shook his head, a bit of disappointment in his voice as he moved to leave, "You're just so damn stubborn."
Muffled were Ravi's next words; If they were intended to be words, that is.
Some very constant tick in Kanda's mind, in his very being, had been saying in Ravi's presence, very silently in his lips and left ear: Take him. Keep him. Don't let him go. It's not a need, it's a want. He is a toy. He means only pleasure…Sayings on and on in a horribly loud loop in his body. The words were painful to hear. For some reason Kanda winced at the thoughts. He wasn't completely heartless was he? Somehow his body reacted by itself again as he wrapped himself in thoughts by snatching Ravi's shirt and pulling the boy into Kanda's lips. He wasn't leaving.
This time it was Ravi who moved to escape the lock; however, could not. Kanda's hands were crafty and strong, working through delicate fingers. They were long demons, tight around his shirt collar and then quick and firm at his chin. The boy was trying to force a kiss out of Ravi when, if he'd just give it a moment, he would have received another whether he wanted to or not. Ravi's limber body could no longer support itself alone with Kanda's moving grip. He un-pocketed his hands to catch himself over his comrade's body. Yuu was pulling at his chin and neck, but Ravi's back was jerking upwards. In short, Ravi was quite uncomfortable, not to mention his hand had just slid into a bit of wet mess.
Ravi managed to pull his lips from the hungry beast for a moment with a gasp. Their tongues still connected, the tip of Kanda's thrashing to become close again. It seemed Kanda needed a breath too, as his was as quick and hot as Ravi's during the release. Yuu's muscles relaxed around Ravi's neck and then tensed again. "K-kan-da…mhh" Those vicious lips killed the word and Ravi tried again, this time sliding a group of slippery fingers up to Kanda's cheek, petting the warm skin lovingly as he pressed his lips, teeth and tongue into Kanda, resulting in a passionately violent kiss and a moan from both parties that would, and did, send lovely shivers up one's body.
Kanda's eyes were closed as his hands loosened and fell to a gentle hold around Ravi's neck. Forehead to forehead, their kiss parted elegantly, coated lips panting away from each other. Kanda wanted Ravi to say something, something longer than a moan, in a more eloquent manner. He wanted to hear lust in his voice, something like a plea. They shared a mutual feeling of embarrassment and warmth, which was more an oddity on Ravi's part since he had invited the kiss whole-heartedly. Kanda's nose touched Ravi's lightly as his tongue circled his lips to cut a string of saliva. Whose saliva? It wasn't possible to answer that question right now.
Say something…
If Ravi wasn't going to talk, then Kanda would have to make him. Kanda winced. He was pulsating again. Heavily, as if there were hammers all along his body, beating his skins, motivated by the twitch their actions brought. His knuckles twisted into the bed-sheets, controlling random urges. Naturally his cheek pushed against the hand upon it, slightly wet and just a tad sticky, and to his surprise, the hand nudged back; fingers moved straight and cupped his face then curled softly against his skin.
The red head smirked as Kanda opened his eyes lowly and looked at the strange hand upon his cheek. He was embarrassed. It looked that way at least. With his teeth sucking at his bottom lip, and the way he seemed so surprised when Ravi would move. He wouldn't even look above Ravi's neck and those hands were clenching again. Ravi smiled warmly and rubbed his thumb against Kanda's cheek lovingly, watching him. That thumb fell and pushed briefly to Kanda's lower lip, the samurai's tongue dangerously close to taking the digit into his warm mouth. Watching Kanda like this was amusing, like playing with a doll or a curious puppy; so receptive, just so fucking enticing.
Some godly peace reached Kanda's mind about whatever conflicted him previously. He was now acting on whim. Screw repercussion and manner. Fuck logic and fear. Fuck Ravi. Kanda's hands began first. One fell over Ravi's, which sat on his cheek, and after a brief acknowledgement of even being in this situation to begin with, pushed the thumb near his lip into his mouth. Kanda's eyes closed again, entranced by the finger in his mouth. It was Ravi's thumb inside him, the dirty member gently playing with Kanda's tongue. His moist lips slid over the knuckle easily and gave his tongue more of the exorcist to taste. Kanda's other hand bravely reached for Ravi's shirt, the thin piece of black fabric stretching in his grasp. The hand pulled and then slid under the cloth expertly, touching Ravi's warm skin softly, continuing to fall upward along the abs beneath them. It was terrifying, and this thought made Kanda blush and tense coyly, the fact that Ravi felt like he did. The fact that Ravi felt so lovely and vicious and soft and rough. The impossible way he seemed to hide his gender from his lips and his eyes and his thin waist.
Ravi blinked, questioning Kanda's sudden actions. You can't be on top Yuu-Chan…Sorry he laughed in his mind. The red head leaned into the hand on his stomach and started to pump his thumb smoothly about Kanda's lips and mouth; again laughing to himself as Kanda exerted a warm breath. Hurting such an innocent Kanda seemed like a shameful thing to do. However, as he already knew, Kanda (or at least his body) was shameless in its ways, so; was it really that horrible of a thing to do?
Thoughts ceased quickly, like shadows running to hide from light. Teeth had enclosed around Ravi's thumb, as did a pair of lips, and looking at Ravi was a very ornery Kanda. The red head took in a quiet breath and then smirked from his circled lips. He hadn't been gone in thought for that long…
Ravi chuckled lightly and brought his lips against Kanda's ear as he positioned himself over the samurai's body, legs bent on either side of the living corpse. He brought his free hand under Kanda's ear where he let a few kisses fall before pulling down the knot that held up the black-blue hair, strands of the beauty falling and pooling on Kanda's shoulder and bed. Yuu's lips and tongue stopped their swirl briefly, and Ravi grinned bringing his hand down the back of Kanda's head moving the body downwards, following its movement all the way to a flat position on the bed below. Kanda's expression was so blank, which upset Ravi into a sad smile. He wanted for Kanda to remember this not as a dream, or maybe even some nightmare, but rather as an experience, a treat.
"Let go Kanda." Ravi said calmly. Ah…so cute, he actually did it! He thought upon reaction as he slid his wet thumb from Kanda's mouth and examined it kindly with a devious smile. "You did a number on this here, Yuu-Chan." he commented softly bending the stiff, bitten thumb then shrugging the matter off as he removed his shirt to a corner of the bed, "You're gonna have to learn to be more gentle." Ravi slid both his hands to the sides of Kanda's face, fingers entwined with the long hair Kanda wore so well, a thumb sliding roughly over the plump lips. He kissed the boy beneath him, Kanda's hands taking place on the sides of Ravi's body. "I might use my teeth…" Ravi said breaking the kiss, but speaking directly to Kanda's lips, "But I swear to God if you do any such thing I'll break your fucking neck."
Kanda said nothing as the words pinched and bit at his spine and shoulders, making him shake miserably. His hand moved down Ravi's torso, over his bum, down his thighs and rested on top of Ravi's upper knee. Where the hell did red-head get off telling Kanda what to do? Having the balls to threaten him? All Kanda could do was stare intently at the male hovering above his lips as Ravi's hands pulled gracefully down Yuu's pulsing body, sliding to a patch of glistening blue-black hair on his lower torso. Kanda's hand held Ravi's thigh cautiously in awareness that there was now a hand right next to the newly erect member that sat hardening by the moment, filling Kanda with pounds and pushes and horrid cravings. His breath grew quick and light.
"Yuu-Chan?" Ravi's lips questioned.
Two fingers ran up the length of Kanda's shaft and back down slowly. The samurai convulsed into the bed, trying pathetically to push away from the feeling. The gorgeous, silky feeling…
"Yuu-Chan." the voice question again, this time firmly, almost fearsomely.
The two fingers gathered and met tip to wet tip at the head of Kanda's cock and pressed graciously. Yuu gasped a moan and exhaled warmly against Ravi's lips, a bubble of saliva coating his mouth and throat. It was too excruciatingly warm in this environment, and he felt it: Ravi's smirk.
"Do you understand Yuu-Chan?" Ravi asked so very softly, his fingers bouncing against the skin they reined, "Tell me." He lifted his head just enough so he could see Kanda's expression. Lips opening and closing like the chambers in a heart, each time, his tongue rolling about in his mouth, over his lips. Kanda's eyes were closed but his eyelids still fluttered, as if he were in REM sleep. Ravi sighed and pinched the cock's tip between his two fingers, kissing Kanda's banged forehead as the writhing exorcist scrapped a moan from the back of his throat.
"Come on Yuu-Chan…don't be so easy, tell me…"
How could Ravi sound so kind, so motherly while he so amusingly teased Kanda's cock? Kanda could feel the smirks, the grins, the silent laughter his torturer was emitting! It was infuriating! It was ridiculous, yes, but it was so. Kanda pushed into the bed and another moan clicked from his throat. His knuckles flinched into Ravi's thigh, and had little effect.
Ravi chuckled deeply and groaned removing his fingers from Kanda's member and brought both hands through Kanda's long hair and then back to his face. "I guess that's fine Yuu-Chan…" he said bringing his lips to Kanda's ear, "But really," he smirked, "That's no way to react…"
One of Ravi's hands slid underneath Kanda's back, tickling his spine upwards, and the other snatched a group of hair stiffly, pulling the samurai's head back and putting Kanda Yuu in quite a lovely arched position. Ravi smirked and sucked Kanda's Adams apple angelically, cursing the shirt that was in his way. He stayed at Kanda's throat for a bit, licking and nibbling and softening the area until Yuu stopped struggling beneath him. Ravi kissed the skin away and stood on his knees, letting Kanda fall into the bed as he so pleased, gently.
The hot body of Kanda Yuu was indeed very warm, and also rather aroused. From his twitching limbs to that sinful erection and even up to those pert nipples that could easily be seen though his white shirt. His face was buried in his side, bathing in the pink warmth that painted his cheek. Eyes were hidden by thin lids and lashes that seemed particularly long and beautiful. How fair he looked; miserable and panting in that bed underneath the body of his comrade. Like a coy virgin being taken advantage of by some beautiful monster. His breaths turned to light unintelligible whispers. This was ridiculous. Mortifying even. How could he have forgotten who he was? Kanda Yuu, is nobody's bitch.
Breath slowed and Kanda's eyes opened lowly towards Ravi. It was so warm inside him, like warfare and constant gunfire in his stomach; Bombs detonating in his chest and on his shoulders. And wherever that merry idiot touched turned to liquid fire and then shook like lightning. Ravi was electrifying Kanda's body. It was painful. It was cruel and sharp.
"Fucking Jacka-ass." Kanda managed, pushing himself up with his elbows, dragging his body from beneath the man above him.
Ravi's hand moved to his companion's shoulder and pushed lightly, amusing the arm back downwards easily. Did he do this? Did Ravi make Kanda like this? He brought a thumb to Kanda's lip—
"Che." Kanda snapped at the finger, Ravi's poor thumb retreating swiftly from the attack. It was only air that hit the digit, but the pressure was so course, and concentrated, it very well may have been a needle trying to prick its way into him. Kanda pulled himself up a bit more. Was he drugged or something? His body felt so heavy. Not to mention, movement really didn't help his erected mortification on his lower body, which was now just past Ravi's crotch. A bit of regained strength and insanity spoke next:
"Come here." he said coldly in a ghost of his normally firm voice.
Ravi smirked and cocked his head. Kanda was in no position to order him around.
I'll humor him…he thought leaning down.
Kanda's hand was terrifyingly hasty and soon tangled itself in a clump of Ravi's red hair. It was his first time having such a grip on the hypnotically soft, fiery-red locks. Kanda wanted to investigate the hair more and this whim was almost enough to make him go limp again…almost….but Yuu-Chan had another objective.
Ravi winced lightly and blinked. He hadn't expected Kanda to actually try the dominant role this time round, though he should have. Kanda Yuu was still Kanda Yuu: The relentlessly cold samurai of the Order.
"Ah—" a short groan came from Ravi's mouth as the samurai directed his head rather forcefully down towards a throbbing erection. Oh? So this is what Kanda wanted. Ravi chuckled in his head and looked towards Yuu who was smirking maliciously, like he was about to give a final slice to Ravi's neck. It was a gorgeous expression a hungry expression, one that the red-head had never been giving before. If only there was just a bit of blood pooling at the corner of those moist lips, how it would compliment the long blue black strands that fell over his upper body and neck. Ah, but then, a sudden facial change. Yes, it was again those lips. An eyebrow raised and Kanda's lips parted lightly, his hand tightened on Ravi's head and twitched the red-head closer to the cock.
Ravi could take a hint. He brushed his cheek against the warm body member and watched Kanda's lip twitch. The red-head lowered his eyes and from his lips came that lovely pink demon. Kanda's grip on Ravi's head loosened as the tongue on his cock ran downwards and the up again leaving a wet trail. Kanda's struggle to stifle his moans was obvious to Ravi and the latter loved it. A mouth enclosed the side of Yuu's shaft sucking and sliding its way to the tip, enveloping the head of the cock gently, slowly. Kanda's body bucked upwards, his back itching to arch and his lips convulsing under the bite of his teeth. The shivers fell down and into Ravi's mouth causing his tongue to roll around the part he so politely sucked which, in turn pushed a moan from Kanda's own sinful little body.
Kanda's hand took its grip again and pushed Ravi down hard.
Now this was new, a cock, a fucking dick was shoving itself in Ravi's mouth and to the back of his throat, chocking the warning plea that was a harsh moan back into the pit of his stomach. Soft though the skin was in his mouth, the constant struggle with Kanda's hand, pulling away and up on the shaft, only to be pushed back down, was painful. This is what he had done to poor Allen? On the other hand, Ravi knew how magnificently arousing and hypnotizing the feeling of someone's mouth blowing your cock felt, and with this thought, even with the samurai's erection constantly punching his tonsil and making his eyes water, the erotic punishment was tolerable, and even enjoyable.
Yuu's voice rang like hell in his ears adding to the moment.
"Ah! Fuh…ck…ah!" The samurai would moan and convulse, each movement more violent than the next. Perhaps without his knowledge, Kanda's hand fell from Ravi's head to his face, and then to his own thigh. Lovely lean fingers ticking in place, itching into his skins fiercely. His stomach burned and knotted making it even more difficult to manage decent breaths. Short cries of random words fell carelessly from his mouth, and though his head fell to the bed, his spine pricked and tingled so viciously poor Kanda writhed from the feeling. His torso bucked, attempting to curl inwards, but Ravi was having none of that. Hands took a grotesquely strong grip on Kanda's twitching thighs and a heavy moan floated through his length to the knot in his belly, incinerating it. Kanda's whole body tightened and convulsed. Shaking hands dug into the bed beside him desperately, his back shot upwards and to the side, his neck extending to allow a long moan to escape into the air. It seemed his body was attempting to run away from this feeling, and he cursed himself for it. A white heat covered his body, throbbed his head and watered his low, rolled eyes. He bit down on his bruised bottom lip as the release came.
Ravi's own eyes were hot with tears, and though he knew Kanda's release was coming. that didn't stop him from gasping a moan off the stream of translucent-whitish fluid that shot against the back of his throat and covered his mouth. He coughed, stomach tightening, shoulders thrown forward, hands fleeing quickly from his lover's thighs to the liquid that overflowed from his mouth onto his chin and shirt. Fingers attempted to catch the fluid and failed only dirtying themselves in the process; the sexual release seeping through his fingers and over his knuckles, dripping where it may. Kanda's cock spat another short stream of release and Ravi witnessed one of the most beautiful images he could have never imagined:
The dying Kanda Yuu.
Begging for his sanity, thrashing for a way out of the chaotic world he had been thrown in. Ravi licked his bitter, wet lips and climbed onto off the panting Kanda, tilting his weak, hot face into a kiss. Their open mouths collided and slipped together, fluids, tongues, and moans mixing together to form a gorgeously erotic harmony. Kanda's limp body was like clay for Ravi. The one-eyed exorcist tangled his hands in the hair sticking to Kanda's sweating body, his lips smearing a light pink liquid over Kanda's cheek down to his pulsing neck.
They were exauhasted.
