I;ve never done a lemon before.
RP'd, yes, but we work together.
This was just UGH.
M'sorry if this is horrible :C
Reviews would be nice, yes?
"So your date...?" Allen was still trying to comprehend the whole situation, gaze flickering between the room and Lavi as he took a seat beside him.
"M'sorry, I had to lie!" He pouted, flinging his hands wildly to prove his point. "But then it wouldn't have been much of a surprise if I had just dressed up and kicked you out for no reason, and you know it."
One of his hands sat firmly on the other's thigh. "N-no, it's alright... I'm glad you did..." Allen replied with a blush, the usually oblivious redhead's expression turning smug in recognition. "..So, what's all this for?"
"I told you, we're cel-"
"Your celebrations usually consist of loud music and overly developed girls, Lavi," he interrupted, "This is anything but."
Lavi tugged off his jacket, exposing the white button up he had helped him into only earlier. "Maybe." A set of slender fingers traced his lips, acknowledging the moist feeling, the chasteness of the pair. Being the younger boy's best friend had its benefits, for as far as he knew, the male had only kissed one person in his lifetime. Allen whimpered in disbelief, as a free hand set out to start undoing the shirt.
"L-Lavi..." At his name, he paused to look up a pair of light irises. "Why?..."
"Would you believe me if I told you I was love with you?" It came out more blunt than he originally intended.
Eyes widened at the statement. Drowned in shock, rational thoughts took much longer to process in the Walker boy's mind. "In all honesty... no," he murmured, running a pale hand across Lavi's chest, "I mean... girls and you go hand in hand... W-when did this happen?..."
"Do you remember your first party ever?"
Allen cleared his throat, but still, no audible words came out. Instead, he just quietly nodded.
"You got so smashed and I had to bring you home," Lavi remembered with a bubbly laugh. "And I felt so guilty, I sat in your room, all night, and even all day while you experienced your first hangover..."
Where was he going with this?
"Anyway, during those hours of listening to your pointless garble, during those hours when you slept because you were too tired to do anything else- I realized how beautiful you were. The way you talked... Your smile... Everything."
An apparent blush spread across Allen's cheeks, burning his face. "That was... so sappy," the redhead sighed with a small chuckle. "But, really Allen, I'm telling you the truth."
"So...why now?" He asked with a curious, but equally fearful voice. His heart thumped madly in his chest, a constant reminder of reality.
"You're full of questions today, aren't you?" Lavi stopped to think for a moment. "Why not? Why not now? I waited for you to show some interest, Allen, but I never knew with you-" Soft lips pressed to his.
"Shut up, Lavi," he muttered against his mouth with a smile. "I was always interested..."
Paused fingers began working again, the younger of the two's chest becoming more and more exposed with each button undone by the skillful hand of the redhead. Lips parted slightly, a more dominant tongue poking through without much hesitation at the invitation. Allen let out a weak moan, his whole body shivering from the ecstasy of the kiss, the sensation of it all.
With a distinct 'plop', Allen's shirt hit the ground much to the other's delight. Palms pressed against his own fully clothed chest, asking him, with their touch, to remove the article of clothing. Recognition shone through his piercing gaze, as he pulled back whilst voicing a reluctant grunt to slide the item over his red locks.
"Do you think you're ready?" Lavi voiced, hanging over him as he waited.
"I'm ready to try." He locked his lips with his, repeating all the previous motions with their slick muscles groping and tugging at the other hungrily.
Allen felt the slight pressure of the male's aching arousal, a gentle gasp hurdling out of his throat. He was definitely ready to give this a try.
There was no need for the awkward and unwanted fumbling of unzipping jeans- the elastic waistband around the snow haired male, strong enough to hold them up around his fairly nonexistent hips, but easily accessible for the greater needs of sexual desires. In his fantasies, Lavi had pictured it much slower...and on his piano... The very thought made him tingle.
Diverting his attention back to the nearly naked male, he began placing butterfly kisses along the length of his chest; pallid skin unusually smooth beneath his lips' touch. The pair of pants soon followed the path of the previously shedded article of clothing as Allen urged him to come back up, meshing their lips together in a mess of lust. The inexperienced male attempted to rid him of his own pants, but found it rather difficult as he indulged in passionate kisses.
Lavi tugged his best-friend-turned-lover off the couch, leading him into a bedroom (he wasn't sure whose was whose, but didn't particularly care in that moment), and with a subtle push, their sticky bodies found the sheets of the bed. "Are you sure?.."
We can't go back...
Once this happens...
I can live with only being friends, but a life deprived entirely of you... I could never handle that.
"As sure as I can be..." His voice quivered, but at the same time, conveyed a sureness that many other male humans on the Earth portrayed in the face of sexual intercourse. A hand slid down the redhead's arm with affection, their eyes locking.
I want this more than anything...
I waited years, many confusing years...
I love you, Lavi. I want you to love me too; to show me...
"That's pretty sure," he mumbled against his skin, a light chuckle bubbling in his throat. After receiving a playful push from him, Lavi took it as an invitation to finishing the de-robing process of his slender form. He studied the exposed flesh with emerald irises, smirking as one hand claimed his existence with their touch, and the other reaching for his back pocket for a small tube.
He coaxed his fingers in the substance, fixing their bodies in a more appropriate position for the occasion. He could have waited, been more slow, taken his time in pleasing Allen... but something kept him from doing so; lust, maybe impatience.
One moist finger slid into him, almost hesitantly, wiggling its way in to ready his body for entry. "Lavi!" Allen practically squeaked, obviously not used to the penetration of his entrance. Drawn out strokes grazed at his sensitive spots, and as he added another, he began flexing in the tightness of it all- the male whimpering in approval.
"Lavi..." The light haired male voiced reluctantly as fingers removed themselves out of his body, playing with the fabric forgotten clothing. They fell around his knees, unveiling the arousal the redhead bared, a beautiful preview to what lingered in Allen's future. There was a faint click of a shutting bottle, before he applied a fair amount of lotion on his member. "Be gentle.." Lavi heard, nodded, took into account the fragile situation that was at hand- the outcome was in his hands. He took a breath, pushing away thoughts, and recollecting desires.
Allen groaned at the presence of the throbbing cock pressing in, grasping at a firm set of shoulders that hovered over his body. The thrusts were soft, gentle, but a somatic sensation of discomfort tore through him, moans choked with pleasure, and pain playing across his features.
"Relax... Relax or this will hurt more than it should."
Listening to him, he did his best to release his tensed muscles, unclenching shoulders at the draw back of euphoric pain. Lavi began probing further, deeper but slower than the previous rhythm to avoid the pain rising to his face again. When he deemed it alright, his speed increased, his arousal hammering into him countless of times, shifting as he searched for his pleasure spot.
At the sound of his name being called in between whimpers and pants, Lavi had found his prostate, driving his hardness against it continously, loving the bittersweet screams of delight. Allen knotted his fingers in his hair, jerking his head down with every drive of the male's cock; delight scorching his expression.
"Lavi!"
Harder.
"Oh... oh god!"
Faster.
"I-I'm going to- ahh!"
Hot liquid gushed out of him, hips bucking once more before settling into the sheets- as one more thrust lead Lavi to come inside of his lover.
Removing himself from Allen, he wrapped an arm around him in a tender embrace, quiet pants beating against the pillow his face was currently buried in. "L-Lavi...?" His body was still trembling, he noted, looking up with curious eyes.
"Yeah?"
"How much?"
"How much what?" He sat up on his knees, dabbing at the fluid coating his torso with his pants' leg.
"Do you love me?"
Lavi sat there in utter silence, wiping off what was last of the substance off. "How much do I love you? How can you possibly ask me that?" Silver irises looked up to him, embarrassment apparent. He bent down to kiss his lips tenderly, smiling his odd, Lavi-like smile.
"Irrevocably. So much, I could never stop even if I wanted to."
Allen happily kissed him, slumber itching to take over his eyes and tired limbs. With a small yawn, his body shut down to the world around him. The redhead dragged himself out of the bed, pulling a comforter over the naked form of his best friend.
"I love you." He couldn't get over the fact he was now free to say it whenever he wanted, to hear it in return. With a content sigh, Lavi exited his room to blow out the candles of this celebration.