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This one is actually a substitute for Adamantine (harder than diamond). Abnegate (To deny oneself, often of pleasures and desires of their heart) /Accismus (Feigning disinterest in something while actually desiring it) is an alternate theme. I liked it better.

"JACK-ASS!"

Heads turned towards the vocalized explicative, the young man behind the cloth walls that concealed the house Mistress and her clients.

"Could you not scream so loudly?" she calmly asked him, "this is where my girls meet their clients, it is a peaceful atmosphere!"

"Sorry, but he's just-"

"A jackass, a jerk, an asshole, arrogant son of a bitch," she smiled as she poured the tea, "yes I believe you've mentioned it once or twice."

"Well he is," the young man emphasized, "I swear Janna-"

"Oh, I've heard it Allen."

"But he's so frustrating!" he lay back on the soft pillows, "it's like, when I screw up it's my fault and when I do well, all of a sudden it's because someone else has helped me!"

"This wasn't the case though…"

"Well no!" Allen's eyes narrowed as he sat up, "I mean… he despises my every cell, calls me cursed and short and pathetic and weak and-and," he swallowed thickly, "it's just so frustrating…"

"Why won't you just stop denying it," Janna smiled at him, Allen's face pulling into a greater pout.

"There's nothing to deny," he muttered bitterly, his fist in his cheek as he looked around aimlessly.

Janna looked over the young exorcist as he sat on her cushions, his legs crossed over one another as he sipped his tea. After being informed that he was on the run from the Order, she had of course opened her arms to him, offering him a place to stay should the need arise.

Now, that the former exorcist Kanda Yuu and scientist Johnny had found him, he was traveling with them and staying with them in whatever hotel rooms they could afford; save for tonight.

From her few observations, it had become apparent that Allen's feelings had grown since the meeting that had resulted in the katana pointed to his eye, and developed into something that could be considered as longing and love, cemented in their encounter with Alma Karma.

"Allen," she murmured softly, "you know, if you admit your feelings-"

"The only feelings I've got for him are ones of loathing!" Allen spat, "just like he's got for me…"

"Is that longing I hear?"

"No, what you hear is loathing," the young man retorted, "why would I bother having feeling for someone that hates me?"

"Uh-huh," her eyebrows rose in scepticism, "more tea?"

"No thanks," Allen shook his head, "it'll keep me up at night…"

"Speaking of which," she gestured to the area, "when are you going home?"

"Why?" the young man grinned, "want me out already?"

"I just want to conduct my affairs without someone watching," Janna grinned while he laughed, "now if you don't want to go back, and to be fair, I wouldn't blame you, you can always take a room here and don't worry," she held up her hand, "it'll be off limits."

"In that case, I just might take you up on that…"

"Good, now leave," the woman smiled, "I have a new client meeting me in five minutes and if you don't want to be hit on again-"

"Ug! No thank you!" the younger shuddered at the memories of the other nights where men assumed he was fair game and promptly gripped his ass.

"Then might I suggest taking the room up the stairs? Second on the right."

"Thanks Janna!" Allen called over his shoulder as he slipped through the door to the stairs.

He wasn't lying when he told Janna he hated Kanda; the elder exorcist doing nothing but looking down on him and screaming and fighting him.

And yet…

Consistently Allen tried to earn his approval, he was relentless as he tried to find topics of conversation they both enjoyed and he even found himself to want Kanda to like being near him as much as he liked being near the brooding elder.

"I don't like him," the young man muttered bitterly to himself, "I don't like him… he-he hates me like I hate him! I don't feel anything-"

Sighing softly at the words he was trying to believe in, the young man opened the door Janna had designated as his own, his eyes widening at the plush and large bed, everything neatened and straightened. The room was sparse, and only held a couch, two end tables with lamps, and the luxurious bed. No windows let moonlight in and the walls were a dark navy, a fitting contrast to the royal red coverings over the white bed sheets.

His nose wrinkled at the smell, wondering if one of the clients had managed to break the no drugs rule and Janna hadn't caught him until he lit up. Shrugging, the young man began stripping himself of his garments, his pants and underwear pulled off his now weary body.

Allen sighed deeply as he fell onto the pillow, his shirt still hanging to his form though he was too tired to care. The lids over his silver eyes drooped dangerously as he wondered just what had caused his sudden fatigue.

Without even bothering to pull the covers over his body, the silver eyes fluttered shut and he fell into a restless sleep.

Silver eyes opened blearily to the darkened room, his head turning as he saw none of the room's furniture or light.

"Hello?"

His voice was surprisingly soft as he tried to lift his body up off the darkened surface he was laying on, the strength in his arms seemingly non-existent. Looking around, Allen heard rather than saw feet approaching his body.

"Hello?!"

Worry entered him as the intruder didn't identify themselves, his body too weak to move away or even turn over to face him. Heart hammering, Allen waited as the feet suddenly stopped, the presence of the other right beside him. Shuffling clothes adjusted as the person kneeled beside him, still saying nothing to the petrified exorcist.

Then the hands fell on his now naked form.

Allen's breath shuddered in him as the fingers trailed down his pale back, his body shivering from where the tips met his skin, the hands beginning to press and massage at his back and slip around his body, the fingers brushing over the more sensitive areas of his body.

Resistance slipped easily between his fingers, the part of his mind telling him how wrong it was vanishing in blissful white as he began to revel in the pleasure, his first few thoughts shooed away by his form wanting more. His body felt as though it was on fire, a multitude of hands rubbing and touching his tender body. Allen's form twitched and moved as he felt fingers run over his sensitive flesh, his body melting into the touch.

"Ah… hah…Ah…"

The young man moaned keenly, his body arching and thrashing as he whimpered in pleasure, his toes and fingers curling in ecstasy.

He had no idea who was touching him or what they were doing to his body.

And he didn't care.

"K-Kanda…"

"Welcome!"

The tall form leaning against the side of the building turned to face the woman who had answered the door for him, his cobalt eyes narrowed for distain at the nature of the business, as the location was more of an upscale neighbourhood.

"You called me to pick up Moyashi?" Kanda asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity while the woman led him through the brothel.

"I take it you mean Allen," the young woman laughed, "I'm afraid he was more exhausted than he thought," she smiled kindly, "so he needs to be taken back I'm afraid."

"Why can't he stay here?"

"The room might be needed," Janna pointed out, "if you go up the stairs, it's the second one on the right."

"You're not coming?"

"My dear boy I've got a business to run!" she seemed offended, "now hurry on up!"

The young man sighed as he ascended the stairs, hoping that he wouldn't run into some drunken man or saucy woman as he made his way towards the other exorcist that undoubtedly hated him.

He was usually so careful controlling his impulses around the younger, Allen thinking that he did nothing more than despise him.

Which was true when they first met.

The cursed happy-go-lucky young exorcist had done nothing but drive him insane; their constant fighting and screaming as real as their hate for each other. Hate had then turned to passion, and then passion turned to love.

Especially for Kanda.

His head hung as he sighed. Allen despised him, and made it plainly so. Not wanting to appear weak in front of the younger whom he had grown to care for greater than he did for Alma, he too made it seem as though he still hated the younger. His months journeying alone had resulted in much time alone for deep thought, thoughts of Allen's smiling face and determined nature.

"Moyashi?" Kanda muttered as he knocked on the door, wanting to go back to the Order and have none of the Noah or Alma. Swallowing his pride, he pushed open the door, "Oi, Moyashi…"

Kanda felt his eyes widen at the sight thrashing about on the bed, the pale lips open as drool slipped down the chin. Allen gasped for air as his body shivered, his legs closed together as tightly as he could, his hand attempting to cover what was surely a straining erection. Toes strained at the bed sheets as his free hand gripped at the only material covering his sweating flesh.

"K-Kanda…"

Cobalt eyes widened at the moan that passed Allen's lips, the creamy throat exposed as his head tilted backwards, the crown of white hair touching the mattress.

Unable to say a word, Kanda moved slowly towards the young man, the lithe form twitching and moaning relentlessly, nothing but strangled gasps passing through the parted lips.

"Ah… hah… nng…"

Allen managed to turn his shivering body over, his cheek now in the pillow, his hips shuffling on the mattress as the hand once gripping his shirt now extended to clutch the sheets, drool slipping from his mouth to his chin.

"M… Moyashi…"

Finally finding his voice, Kanda dared to extend his hand to touch the white locks, his thumb rubbing over the pale skin only to have the silver eyes flutter open.

"K-Kanda?"

His words coming out as a whimper, his hand extending to reach for the other, his fingers trembling with whatever was happening to his body.

"Kanda…"

"Wh-What's with you?" the elder asked, his throat swallowing as he looked over the tormented body.

"I-I don't-nyaa-hah… I-I don't know," he panted, "just… just want… ah-hah-"

"What?""

"Ju… Just want… y-you…"

Kanda was thankful that he was supporting himself on the mattress otherwise he was concerned that his knees could've given out at the wanton tone and the words spoken in it.

"Wh… What-"

"Want you…" Allen repeated, his hand gripping at the exorcist coat of the elder, his legs tightening further, "Yuu…"

The young man that would normally punch the other for using his first name stood in shock as his eyes widened at what the younger was saying.

"Moyashi…" Kanda swallowed thickly, "get… get a hold of yourself-"

"Can't," the younger twitched, "d-don't know what… what's happening," he gasped for air, "Kanda…"

"Calm down-"

"Please," Allen's breath was against the other's neck, "please Kanda… n-need you…"

"Listen to yourself," Kanda tried to reason, though the words were sounding more and more appealing to him, "Moyashi!"

"Kanda-"

"This isn't you-"

"But I'm not-ah -lying-" his hand was busy being pried away from the collar of the other's shirt, "Kanda…"

"Moyashi-"

"For God's sake Kanda!" Allen screamed, "this… I don't know what happened," his silver eyes searched the other's, "but I need you… please!"

The silence was deafening as the younger moaned, his eyes closing as yet another wave of pleasure washed over his body, the strain on his form maddening.

"For how long?"

Peeking out at the other, Allen panted deeply, the elder having stood straight, his arms over his chest.

"Th-This- hah- since I f-fell asleep-"

"Not this-"

"I don't know," Allen whimpered, "I-I just… y-you…" he swallowed thickly, "I f-feel… good wh-when I'm with you… n-not… not like this b-but-"

His words were silenced by a pair of firm lips atop of his, the thoughts that were mixed and jumbled vanishing as he melted to the kiss. Moulding to the pair of firm lips, Allen open his mouth and he silently begged for what Kanda answered, the tongue sliding between his teeth to touch and taste him, the feeling making his heightened sensitive body twitch and moan.

"Kanda…"

The elder was swift, his hands pulling off the shirt clinging to the pale form, along with his own jacket, both garments tossed to where they both didn't care. Allen moaned as the lips suckled and kissed from his lips, the tongue capturing the saliva to move down to the creamy throat and collar bone, the dark marks left in their wake.

Unsure and uncaring as to why the elder young man had suddenly decided to tempt and treat his body, Allen felt his torso arch into the teeth scrapping over his erect nipples, his head tilted to cry out in pleasure.

"Ah… ah… nngnaa…"

Hands moved like they did in his dream, touching and sliding over the pale body, up his sides and over his thigh only to have the other slip over the arm and under his knee.

Arms hugging the strong back gripped the white shirt Kanda wore, surprised that his body wasn't tearing the fabric from the muscled form. As if to answer, the elder pulled his shirt off his body, his toned form now towering over the shivering one.

"Don't… stop…" Allen panted, his silver orbs hazed over with lust.

"Moyashi-"

"Don't tease me," the younger whispered, his body turning, his hips rubbing the growing erection in the elder's pants, "please just… just…"

"Since when are you so lewd, mo-ya-shi?" Kanda teased, his voice deep and husky, his breath against the back of the pale neck, the words making Allen shiver in delight.

"Ahhh… just… just make this go away," Allen whimpered.

"I'll tear you in half-"

"Top drawer," the younger moaned, "th-there's always some-AH!"

Allen's hands gripped the sheets tight as a tongue forced its way into his quivering hole, the muscle once teasing his mouth now poking and prodding against the walls that contracted around it. His toes tense against the bed sheets, the exorcist tried to bury his cries in the pillow, his hands clutching the white material tightly.

"Kan… da… ah-hah," his chest heaved as he panted desperately, "just… just put it in me-AH-HAH!"

Again Allen screamed as a hand gripped his erection, the long fingers pulling in agonizingly slow strokes, the teasing nearly driving the young man to madness.

His hips rocked in rhythm to the movements, ignoring how wanton and desperate he looked as he silently begged to be taken by something thicker and fuller, for Kanda to claim him as his own, if only for a night.

"Moyashi…"

Small whimpers slipped through his pale parted lips, as the strong chest rubbed against his back, the body over top of him just as domineering as he dreamed.

"K-Kanda…" Allen panted, "please…"

"It could break you-"

"Then do it," the younger begged, "make me yours."

"Baka," Kanda grinned, his thumb and finger capturing the chin, "you're already mine."

Allen whimpered as his lips were captured, the attempt to ease the passage as the elder entered his wanting body, his brain far too lustful to care for pain.

"Ah… hah-AH!"

The lithe body jerked as something filled him, his knuckles white from gripping the sheets. Unneeded for words, Kanda slowly began to thrust into the younger, his movements matched by the hips he snapped into, the grunts unlike the moans Allen released earlier until…

"AH-OH! Kanda… there-please!"

Complying with his lover's begging, Kanda adjusted to thrust into the spot that had Allen's mind blanking and white cover his vision. White hair thrown back to touch the strong shoulder, Allen tried to get closer to the source of his pleasure, the strong arm wrapping around his waist aiding in his attempt.

His heightened high and overly sensitive body was only making their devious actions all the more pleasurable, and making his inhibitions severely lowered.

"Kanda!" Allen screamed, uncaring as to who heard him, "please!"

The younger partner's neediness almost seemed impossible to sate, though Kanda moved into him stronger and stronger, his hand pulling the younger's member with strokes in time with his thrusts.

"AH… hah... uhn!"

Slick and sweaty bodies rubbed against each other as their mutual pleasure increased to its panicle, Allen's shivering only increasing as he neared.

"K-Kanad… KANDA!"

"Wrong name, Allen…"

The younger shuddered at the breathy tone his name was spoken with, memories of the warmth he felt when Kanda had first spoken his name returning to his chest, his body arching even further into Kanda's as he came hard, his lover filling him with his own essence.

"Y-Yuu…" Allen whispered as his body froze in the aftermath, his form shivering before it collapsed beneath Kanda, his chest heaving and his cheek to the mattress, his silver eyes flickering around to glance at the elder above him.

"A… Allen," Kanda's lips found the back of the neck before kissing the crook of the pale neck to the shoulder, the young man beneath him trying desperately to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry…"

Cobalt eyes rose to look over at the quivering body, Allen unable to find the strength to turn over.

"Kanda…"

"Don't be."

Allen looked up to the other that was still over him on all fours, his face relaxed and his fingers running though the white locks.

"I'm the one who took advantage of you-"

"But I wanted it," Allen interrupted, "I wanted you…"

"And I… yeah..." his shoulders sagged as he sighed, "bakamoyashi… it wasn't like… I didn't want you either…"

"But you hate me-"

"Would I do that to someone I hated," he smirked, his nose lowered to brush over the pale cheek, his lips kissing the mark above Allen's eye, "though, I guess this answers the question as to whether or not you hate me."

Allen smiled softly as the elder lay down beside him, the covers pulled over bother their weary bodies.

"Poor Johnny's gonna have a heart attack when he can't find us," Allen mumbled as he was lifted up into the strong arms.

"Rather you not talk about another man while in bed with me," Kanda grunted, his nose in the soft downy locks, "by the way. What did make you act like that?"

"Dunno," Allen mumbled sleepily, "I just passed out and then… I dunno... room smelt weird though…"

Wrapped in the warm embrace, the silver eyes fluttered closed as he succumbed to sleep, content in the knowledge that his denied love was returned and ignorant of the young woman lightly touching the incense burner she had planted in Allen's room only to retrieve it before Kanda walked through the door, her smile cheeky as she glanced to the room where they both slept.

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