"Dad!" He hit the man on the ribs with his elbow, blushing hard. They were in his room in the club. He had been showering when the door opened and his boisterous father figure stepped in, yelling his name.

"Seriously? Now, you are blushing?" The man asked. "After all the things you and that infamous Lavi have probably done, you are blushing at the prospect of asking him out? I thought I had taught you better than that."

"Oh shut up Shisho. You didn't teach me shit when it came to actual dating."

"Now what is that supposed to mean brat?"

"You know perfectly what I mean." The boy huffed, and dropped the towel to get dressed.

"So, how'd the two of you meet anyway? You haven't chased anyone around for months now." There was an undertone of worry in his voice and the DJ felt his heart clench at that as he slipped into his pants

"He was at the bar when I came down for a drink. Lulu pointed him out to me, he came to me, I asked for a dance, he said he would if I changed the music, so I did. And then we went to the studio." He put on a black tank top and then a hoodie 2 sizes too big for him, but he liked his hoodies baggy.

"And? Have you been meeting after that?"

"Of course. He comes by once a week, usually Fridays. Twice a week sometimes." At that, Cross frowned deeply at him. "What?"

"You haven't met him outside form the club?"

"No. Not yet, at least." He took a towel and started to dry his hair off before pulling it up in a bun.

"You should ask him, though. He may not stick around forever."

"Says the man that took 15 years to ask his high school sweetheart out on a date." Allen replied, rolling his eyes.

"That was uncalled for." He was used to the boy sassing him, hell, he raised him and he would have been disappointed if Allen hadn't turned like this, he wanted the kid to stand for himself, but he had not expected such a low blow.

"Whatever dad." He walked passed him and to the door, the man after him.

"Really? Ignoring me is the next step now?" Cross questioned when they reached the studio, the club starting to let the VIP customers in.

"It will be if you can't keep out of my relationship with Lavi." Allen sat down on his chair, plugging his beloved earphones.

"I just don't want you to make the same mistakes I did, alright?" He turned the chair around, one arm next to the albino's head.

"I know you worry about me, alright? And I get it, but back off. I'm not a little kid anymore, Shisho, I can take care of my own. Besides, Nalei is helping me with it."

"He might be, but I know you and…" The door unlocked and they both turned around staring at the ginger in there.

"Oh. I'm sorry to interrupt, I'll come back later." Lavi said, starting to close the door.

"Don't." Allen said, pushing Cross off gently with a hand on his chest so he could stand up, and then going to his lover, kissing him on the lips sweetly, pressing himself to him, hands buried in red hair. Lavi kissed his nose when they split up. "This is my father, Cross. Told you about him."

"Yeah, I remember." Lavi let his left hand fall on the small of Allen's back, offering his right one to Cross in a handshake. "I'm Lavi. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Marian."

"Ah, the famous Lavi. This brat has been talking quite a lot about you recently." He shook the offered hand.

"Fuck off, Shisho." Allen growled at him, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. We'll talk later."

"Whatever." And with that, the oldest in the room left, closing the door behind him. "You came sooner than usual."

"Yeah. I thought there'd be traffic jam, so I left home sooner, but there wasn't and I ended up here much earlier than I had expected. Do you want me to go downstairs? You know I don't mind." He offered.

"You don't have to. I… like it when you are here." He frowned, thinking that it didn't come out exactly like he wanted. "Not just because of the sex, I mean. I like it when we talk and stuff if you know what I mean."

"Of course. I like it too." Lavi kissed his cheek and sat on the sofa. "Actually, do you mind if I take a quick nap? Work has been hard this past week." He asked.

"Of course not. Do you want to go to my room?" He suggested.

"No need. This couch of yours is surprisingly comfortable, besides, I'll like watching you work." A lovely blush spread through Allen's cheeks: he was not used to people complimenting him this way.

"I... Are the others coming tonight?" He questioned, successfully changing the topic, though definitely not swiftly.

"Not that I know of." He replied and lay down on his stomach, pillowing his head on his own arms. "Good night kit."

"Goodnight bunny." He replied, more by reflex than anything.

When he woke up, Allen wasn't there, so he presumed he was down by the bar with Lulu, so he stretched and let himself fall back into the sofa, staring at the grey ceiling. He wanted to ask Allen out for a date, at least one, before he confessed to him in some cheesy way.

And he had no idea of where to take him yet.

"Oh. You are awake." He looked up and grinned. Allen smiled and sat down next to him, carding his hair in his fingers. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah. As I said, very comfy sofa." He sighed and sat up, looking at his feet. "Al? Can I ask you something very crazy?"

The albino blinked at that, confused. Something crazy? Sure, he liked crazy, but he had no idea what kind of crazy Lavi meant; they had never had a problem when it came down to kinks and sex in general and strange topics to talk about, so what could he be talking about to ask him permission?

"Uh… Sure, what is it?"

Lavi took a deep breath and decided to say it as if he was pulling a band aid: quick, easy and in one go. "Would you go out on a date with me?"

That was something he was not expecting. To be asked out on a date. That hadn't happened to him for the last 5 years, he was used to be the one doing the taking. Then again, he had never let anyone as close as Lavi, hadn't felt this comfortable around someone since the accident, not even with his last boyfriend. And it warmed him inside that Lavi would like to take him out, that it wasn't just him that would like to take another step in their relationship. They had the sex-ground covered, they had the trust-ground covered, so why not cover the like/love one? It only made sense to him.

"Allen? We don't have to if you don't want to. We can keep doing this, I don't mind." The DJ frowned and turned around, watching him: the redhead was wringing his hands together, face scowling and blushing.

"Don't be stupid, Lavi. How could I not want to go on a date with you?" He asked, arching an eyebrow before kissing him on the lips, quickly climbing on his lap. "I mean, if you hadn't asked it, I would have any day now."

"You would?"

"Of course. You are the first person who hasn't tried to force me to talk about my hair and my arm and my face. And you never bitched about only meeting here." He told him, resting his head on his shoulder. "And you seem to get along with my family, which doesn't usually happen. People tend to say they are freaks and that I should pull away from them." He frowned at that, he hated it when people tried to make him break ties with his family.

"Why should I? They are your family, I know how important family is." He smiled sadly and Allen mirrored it, wrapping his arms around him. "Also, they are nice and welcoming, they've never said anything bad about me to my face and they don't mind me hanging out with you or with them. Hell, Lulu said I should be working at the bar with her more than once!" He exclaimed.

That brought a memory back. "Hey Lavi, what's wrong with your work place?" He noticed how his lover tensed up, but said nothing about it.

"Nothing. Why?" Oh, he was being defensive now.

"Kanda always looks ready to kill someone whenever someone mentions your job." He explained, pulling away so they could be face to face. Lavi looked so… upset right now that his stomach churned in a very unpleasant way. Thinking that he had made his usually bubble and cheerful lover feel like this made him angry at himself. "You don't have to tell me if you aren't ready. I didn't mean to force myself on you." He told him.

"It's nothing, really. You know Yuu, he gets mad about things really easy. I… had trouble with my boss once, he… punched me and Kanda looked like he was going to skin him alive, so whenever the topic of my job is brought up he just remembers that time." Lavi kissed his neck. "Don't worry, ok? It was almost over an year ago." He lied, but he was good at that. "Now that I think about it, Lenalee said something interesting about you."

"Yeah?" He stood up and went back to his chair, his fingers moving once more over the console. "What did she say?"

"Called you a cheater."

That made him stop dead on his moves, slowly turning around, fear in his eyes. "I… I swear I never cheated on anybody! Always made it clear that I just wanted something with no strings and telling them before moving on and…"

"What?" Lavi stared at him for a couple of seconds before he understood. "Oh, no, no. Not that kind of cheater. A cards cheater. Said you always cheat when you are playing cards."

"Oh. Yeah, then she's right." He grinned. Darkly. And surprisingly, even if Allen's expression had a much darker and crueler expression than usual, it sent shivers down his spine: he looked so hot right now that all he wanted to do was to be fucked mercilessly. Oh God, he was just getting kinkier and kinkier since he found Allen. And he loved it. "I started playing when Cross spent his money faster than I could make it, so poker started to be a good way of making some more, but to no avail because he still spent it all with no second thoughts."

And that was how Lavi did find himself in a two hours long story, with some pauses to change the music, look for something in a drawer or take a sip of cognac. He also learned that Allen was banned from all casinos in Las Vegas and couldn't set a food in Montecarlo, he had been banned from some other casinos across Europe and Asia, but he was still allowed to all the red district bars, pubs and brothels to play. And he prefered it this way, apparently, because thugs and drunks had a tendency of underestimating his abilities and because he was a little sadistic fucker, he loved to humiliate them and leave them with nothing but their undies.

"You are evil." He drawled from his spot on the sofa, eyeing him.

"Born and proud." He grinned and stood up. "Let's get something to drink?"

"Sure." He stood up and took his hand. "This ok?"

"Of course!" Allen kissed his cheek and smiled. "I'm… really happy you want to take me on a date."

Lavi arched an eyebrow, not used to seeing him being so humble. "Of course I'd want to take you on a date. I don't want to sound cliche and all, but you are different from all the other guys I ever dated or hooked up with."

"Right back at you." When they neared the bar Lulu arched an eyebrow at their holding hands.

They sat down on two of the free stools as she served them their usuals. "So, who was it?" She asked when she was back.

"Me. And he said yes." Lavi replied, grinning.

"Of course he said yes. Believe me, we all knew that he'd say yes." She frowned at that. "Which means I own 50 pounds to Tyki."

Before Lavi could ask why, Allen was already huffing. "Seriously? You placed a bet on us?" The ginger made a weird sound with his throat, amused at their antics, and yet somehow, it didn't surprise him.

"Wasn't it you who placed a bet on Cross and Neah, the twins and Krory and Sheryl and Tricia?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"You forgot yourself and Mimi." He reminded her, grinning. "But hey, I am the gambler of the family, I bet on everything I can, what's your excuse?"

"Tyki started it." She looked up and waved. "Neah's coming." She announced and Allen turned around, looking as excited as three years old in a candy store. Or probably like himself in a candy store, Lavi was sure there wasn't much difference.

"Uncle!" He jumped and hugged the man, who corresponded to the gesture with a hug and a kiss on his temple. "Dad didn't say you were coming too!"

"I wasn't going to, but I wanted to check on all of you." He told him, smiling sweetly. "How are you doing?"

"Oh I'm fine!" He look behind him and smiled sheepishly. "This is… hum… Lavi. I told you about him on the phone?" He told him.

"Of course." Neah advanced to the boy and smiled. "Neah D. Campbell, it is a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Lavi Bookman." He shook his hand. "Likewise, Allen's told me about you." He said.

"That's good to know." He said and then turned to the woman. "Lulu, dear, pour me a glass of Lagavulin, will you?"

"Of course Neah." She said and went to do so.

"Allen, Lavi, why don't you go get a table? I'll be right with you."

"Sure uncle!" Allen tugged Lavi to move to their usual table. "You alright bun?"

He nodded, bending to kiss him. But he was freaking out; he had just met the man and he was going to get The talk already? For God's sake, he wanted to have the date before that came! What if Neah didn't like him? What if he told Allen that they shouldn't be together? He didn't want that. He liked Allen. A lot. And he had no problem admitting that to whomever asked. He could see something he hadn't seen with his other boyfriends: a future. He could see Allen and himself living together in an apartment. Allen working at the club Lavi at a newspapers editorial, going to have dinner somewhere, meeting with the guys every now and then.

He jumped a bit when Neah sat in front of them, Allen's hand on his knee in reassurance.

"So, Lavi, where did you grow up?" Neah asked.

"San Francisco. Although I'm originally from Iowa Falls." He answered.

"I love San Francisco. Such a beautiful city." The man said. "How old are you, by the way? Same as Allen?"

"No. T-two years older." Ok, this definitely was an interrogation.

"That's perfect. Let's see if you can put some sense into his head." The DJ huffed at that and rolled his eyes as he went through the songs and picked a slow one, hopefully people would tune their voices down a bit now. "Don't be like that, dear, one of this days they'll call us from the police department to say you have gotten involved in another fight. Remember last time?"

"Oh? You've been arrested?" Now that was something he was interesting in.

"It was only once. And I was just defending myself, he was the one who tried and grope me." Allen growled. "How is it my fault if he broke his nose against the counter? He tripped."

"Uh-huh. And the three cracked ribs?" Neah questioned.

"He tripped real hard." He replied, his arms crossed over his chest and Neah chuckled.

"Of course he did dear." He said in a very patronising voice and then turned to the redhead, who was grinning amusedly. "See what I'm talking about?

"I do now. You never told me about you being arrested."

"For a reason." Allen groaned and took a gulp of his drink. "People don't usually like people who've been in arrested."

"Don't worry. Kanda and I also spent a night behind bars."

"What?" Both nephew and uncle turned to look at him with wide eyes. "Why?"

"We uh… We were seventeen and had snuck into our old High School to get the answers from a test. We did get them but the police caught us sneaking out and thought we were trying to steal the laptop there. We didn't go to trials, but we did get expelled from the school for three weeks. We were just lucky that my grandfather and his father never heard about the real reason we were there or we would be dead."

"Oh god, you certainly are made for each other." Neah complained, sighing. But inside he was happy that his beloved nephew had finally found someone who could match his antics. "Anyway, Allen said you are living with a friend of yours, aren't your parents worried that you are living in another country at such a young age?"

His parents? Probably not, seeing how they got rid of him when he was just a kid. It made his heart clench thinking about them and when he shook slightly, Allen intervened, swiftly. "Ah, uncle, we better drop this topic, yeah?"

"Of course dear. Lavi, I didn't mean to upset you." Neah took the hand Allen wasn't holding in his and patted it slowly. "I'm sorry, and just remember that even if they didn't want you, you'll always have a place in here."

"Wha-what?" He looked at him, confused. Was Neah really trusting him this much? They had met barely fifteen minutes ago.

"The boys have told me how much you help around, and I can see how much you two really care for the other. So, if you ever want to change your job, we'd be happy to have you here. Allen said you are a reporter, right?"

"Yeah. I'm working at the Daily Express for now." Neah arched an eyebrow, but just like Allen had done when they first met, said nothing about it.

"Neah!" They all turned around and saw Road, coming at them before she jumped at the man's arms. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too, dear."

Allen and Lavi left them alone, going back to the studio. The dance floor was almost empty as it was almost 5.30am and the club was about to close (during the weekdays and Sundays they closed at 4.45 instead of at 6.30 like they did on Fridays and Saturdays, Lavi had learned after a few times).

"Lavi?" Allen called as he changed the music to a softer one since most of the people left were couple.

"Yeah?" He was sitting back on the sofa, which he could say it was basically his own sofa by now.

"I think it's raining, do you want to spend the night here?" He asked, turning to look at him.

Allen watched Lavi sitting there, blinking like an owl, but could he blame him? Not really, that was the first time he asked the older one if he wanted to stay the night. Sure, they cuddled and talked after having sex, but Lavi had never slept next to him nor the other way around.

He felt happy: Allen was comfortable enough with him to already sleep at the same bed, with or without sex involved. And he was excited to hold him in his arms just like that.

"That would be awesome." He replied and smiled. "Thank you."

"For what? I just don't want you to be outside with that weather. I don't want anything to happen to you." He mumbled and Lavi chuckled, standing up and kissing the side of his head.

"You are so good to me." He whispered, his lips lingering for a while. "I'll go outside and call Kanda, all right?" The albino rolled his eyes at the mention of the Japanese, but nodded.

Lavi stepped outside the club, watching the rain pouring down.

"It's fucking 4.36am, what the fuck do you want now?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to tell you I'll be sleeping here tonight so you don't freak out tomorrow morning when I'm not there."

"I wouldn't have."

"Of course not." He bit the inside of his cheek: Kanda was so bad at lying.

"And why are you staying now? You never stayed before." He sounded suspicious, sleepy, but suspicious.

"I… asked him out? For a date, I mean."

"You have?" He sounded surprised at that, but Lavi understood why, he was not one to ask people out. He never felt comfortable doing so, feeling like he was somehow imposing himself on the other. "How come?"

"I just… He's not like the others Yuu-chan, even now he has never asked about my patch, he never commented on my workplace… It's like he… just understands me to levels the others couldn't even hope to get." He told him, mumbling.

"I get it." It had been the same for him and Alma, sure, they had known each other, but Alma rarely pressed Yuu to do anything. "Well, I guess that means I'll have to stand the moron even more?"

"Yeah." He grinned.

"I swear to God that if he annoys me too much I'll slice him with Mugen."

"Of course, Yuu. Anyway, it's raining cats and dogs here, I'll go back inside. Good night."

"I was having a good one before you called." There was a long pause before he talked again. "Thanks for telling me."

"Of course." He hung up and went back inside, picking some glasses that people had forgotten and bringing them to Lulu. "Was it a good night?"

"I've seen better, but I've seen worse too." She replied as she took the glasses from his hands. "Thanks."

"Need my help for anything else?"

She chuckled and shooed him with her hands. "Go back upstairs, it's not like you work here. The twins will help me so you two can go do whatever you want."

"Alright, thanks!" He made it to leave, but turned around again. "You are all… fine with us dating, right?" He asked, frowning. He never told Allen, but his family were a bit terrifying to say the least; they were all so overprotective of each other he was still amazed they let him get close to Allen at all.

"Of course we are. You are good to him. And we like you." She winked before turning around. "Now get the hell out of here."

"Yes ma'am." He turned around and walked away from the bar, leaving her alone and went back to the studio, and as he went up the stairs, he spotted the twins going to help the barwoman, boisterous as always. "Hey kitten."

"So, how much is it raining?"

"Pouring." He replied as he helped him put every wire and CD and other things he didn't know, back in their place. "Lulu said we didn't have to help tonight, that the twins would do it."

"That's awesome. I'm beaten. Thank God next week we are closing." He sighed as they left to the rooms-area. Allen caught his hand and tangled their fingers together, smiling softly at the sight of his blackened fingers intertwined with Lavi's white ones. They stepped into the room and quickly stripped down to their underwear, Allen climbing on his usual side of the bed, Lavi following suit on the other. The albino turned around and pressed himself against his chest, cuddling in close.

"Is this alright?"

"More than alright." Lavi replied, draping his arms around the lithe yet muscular back. "Goodnight kitten."

"Goodnight bunny." He replied before kissing him. "I'm happy we get to be like this."

"Yeah. Me too." He kissed his head before closing his eye.

Allen smiled when the redhead's breath became even and he fished his phone from the drawer, where he had put it earlier, cancelling all the alarms for tomorrow's morning and texting Nalei and Lenalee.

He asked me out! He texted and turned his phone off, knowing either of the two would actually reply at such a late hour at night. Morning, considering it was already 6.45am.


Next morning, when he woke up, the first thing he did, as usual, was to check his phone. Or he had intended because suddenly he was very aware of the pleasant heat surrounding him. He had his head pillowed on Lavi's arm with the other one wrapped around his waist. He could feel the warm puffs of breath against his hair.

He sighed contently: he had longed to be there. Carefully, he turned around and pulled his phone to him, switching it on and waiting, his eyes going to check the hour: 9.39am. Hm, he woke up early today. No one would be awake at this hour in their family with their crazy schedules. Not that he would change it at all.

Nalei: No way!

Lena: Finally! I thought we'd have to write it down for you two!

What? He typed.

Nalei: She means we've been helping both of you to work up the balls to ask the other. She worked with Lavi, I helped you.

He snorted: of course they would have. That didn't surprise him at all.

Nalei: I mean, do you have any idea how hard your head is?

Lena: Can't be harder than Lavi. He is a genius when it's about his stuff, but seriously, it seemed like he had never dated anyone before.

Nalei: Well, pretty much like Al, I swear. I mean, I know for a fact that he has dated before, but it seemed like he had never been with anyone. He blushed!

Lena: He what?

Nalei: Yeah, it was the day I arrived. I asked him if he liked Lavi and suddenly he looked like a tomato! I tell you Lena, it was hilarious.

Says the guy who was stuttering when I brought my cousin up.

Lena: He does have a point Nalei.

He chuckled and put the phone away. He took one of Lavi's hand in his own and he intertwined their fingers, once again, admiring the difference in colour. A lot of people stared at him oddly when they saw their tattooed hand and always asked why. Lavi hadn't. Maybe never would, although he doubted that. It was not like he hated talking about it, but it was tiring to do it over and over again.

After a few minutes of playing, he grew bored, and let the unblemished hand fall back onto the bed. He sighed: he didn't want to get out of bed yet, but this was getting dull, so when Lavi pressed his front closer to him, something popped on his mind. He had read of people doing that in the internet, but he had never done it before, never feeling comfortable enough with his partners to do so, but his relationship with Lavi was in a whole other level.

Carefully he slid out of the redheads embrace and between his legs, smirking. He peeled the boxers off his skin and bit his bottom lip at the sight of the soft cock nestled in red curls. It was gorgeous. He took it in his hand and kissed it a few times before taking it into his mouth.

He moaned at the texture of it, so unusual yet not off putting at all. He swirled his tongue around and smiled when he felt it harden inside his mouth. He started to bob his head, slowly, dragging his teeth softly before going back down. Once it was at its full expansion, he moved to his balls, sucking on one and moaning at the flavour.

He didn't usually go down, but it certainly wasn't his first time either. It was because he always made his partners use rubbers and the plasticy flavour was not something he enjoyed, but since their second time together, they had decided to do it all the time without protection: they were both clean and exclusive, so why not?

He heard a small moan come from the redhead's lips and he looked up, but Lavi seemed still asleep. He kept sucking and licking, watching how a single drop of precum leaked out. He licked and pressed his tongue down on the slit, now tearing a deeper moan.

"Whatcha doin'?" The voice came out sleepy and aroused, the breathing laboured.

Allen smiled and released him with a wet pop, crawling back up to his lips. "Wakin' ye up… Mo'rning da'rling." He greeted him before kissing him lazily, thickening his accent in purpose. "Slept well?"

"Better than ever." Lavi replied, his eye still sleepy but with the unmistakable hint of lust. "Come here." He brought him down again and kissed him once more, still lazy, but with more intent, one hand drawing random patterns on his hipbones. Lavi kept kissing him until Allen was gone and totally into the kissing to flip them over and at the same sneaked a hand into his pants. "Oh? All of that from just sucking me?" He smirked.

"So what?" He glared at him and it took the redhead aback a bit, not used to that aggressive defense.

"Hey, I don't mean anything by it, I was just teasing you. If anything, I'm fucking flattered." he kissed him again before he removed the underwear. Allen didn't reply, but nodded all the same. "Now, do you want me to fuck you deep and slow or hard and fast?" He started to pump him shallowly, just to keep him interested and bring him to full hardness, not to get him off.

Allen frowned, obviously giving it some thought: he loved hard and fast, the way he felt helpless and dominated was something that got him off faster than anything else, but on the other hand he also loved to be brought to the end slowly, feeling the building up of his orgasm and coming with total awareness of it. And that also meant that Lavi would probably continue to fuck him after he had cummed, and there was something in being used that way that had him trembling in pleasure at the sheer thought of it.

"Deep and slow. Want to feel you." He replied, bringing his hands up to the red hair, always avoiding the string of leather that held the patch together.

"I'll fuck you so good you will not want to leave this bed afterwards." Allen hummed before kissing him, granting Lavi's tongue entrance the second it licked his lips.

Lavi smiled and caressed his sides, his tongue swirling inside Allen's mouth and as he retrieved, he caught the plump bottom lip between his teeth, dragging it. He moved to kiss him neck ever so softly, licking and biting gently.

Allen was breathing a bit faster than usual but not moaning yet, the pleasure consistent but not enough.

Lavi smiled in the white neck: they had never done slowly, it was always hard and fast against the first surface they could find. As a matter of fact, it was their first time doing it in a bed. And according to Road, he could be the first guy Allen had sex with in his room. Shaking his head a bit, he went back to licking his lover, moving to his nipples.

He bit one of them, his pointy canines breaking the skin around it, but he knew Allen liked a bit of pain and the sting from the bite was something the albino most definitely enjoyed so he didn't care much about it .

Allen moaned softly at his tongue flicking his other nipple, one hand resting on his head and carding his hair. Lavi had noticed long ago how Allen always avoided the patch and he was grateful for it: last thing he needed and wanted was to have his lover pushing him away.

He dipped his tongue in his navel and smirked at the rather loud groan; that was, after all, one of Allen's weakest spots. He removed the underwear and moved downwards, gazing at the dripping cock. He licked his lips before taking the head into his mouth, sucking softly and tonguing the slit, sending Allen into a spiral of moans and pants. With a few curse words in the mix.

He sucked a little farther, taking more into his mouth and pressing with his tongue and palate, making sure to press hard enough for Al to feel. And he must have had, the way his hips had jerked up to his mouth. He loved the fact that he could make Allen become so pliant under his administrations.

He left his cock and sucked on one of his balls, tugging the skin with his teeth.

"Fuck Lavi… Feels so good." He moaned, his head thrashing on the bed.

He hummed in response before going back up to kiss him. "Lube?" He mumbled, stealing short kisses from him.

"Don't have any up here. Just do it without, I'll be fine." He hummed sucking on his neck.

Lavi frowned at that: ok, so Allen liked a little pain, he was fine with that, but entering his lover with no prep and no lube was where he drew the line.

"No. I won't hurt you like that. Stay here." He kissed his cheek and stood up, going to the bathroom. Allen propped himself on his elbows, trying to see what was his lover doing.

"Bunny, I told you, there's none in here."

"Is not lube what I'm looking for." He appeared back in the room with the conditioner bottle. "This should do it." He climbed back on the bed and smiled at the albino, tracing the tattoo on his face. "I know you don't mind a bit of pain, but I will never take you without preparation. It hurts. A lot. I couldn't forgive myself if I ever did that to you, ya know?"

Allen blinked, dumbfounded, before nodding and sitting, kiss the side of his mouth. "You are so good to me Lavi." He breathed softly, voice slightly trembling from the emotion of having someone caring so much about him; most of his past flings didn't care much about wellbeing as long as they got laid.

The redhead only smiled before licking one of the multiple bites he had marked his lover with. "On your hands and knees." Allen turned and positioned himself as requested, wriggling his ass at Lavi, who growled low at his throat. "Tease."

"Always." The musician replied, grinning mischievously.

The redhead only bit one of his cheeks before dripping some of the conditioner on his lover's entrance, ripping a very low, very needy moan from him. He smeared it before pushing his index finger inside, but he didn't move it immediately, too entranced by the way the muscles clenched around it.

"Laaaaviiii!" He looked up and saw the albino's flushed faced, eyes shining in lust and so much neediness. He didn't recall seeing him like this ever before. And he loved it.

"Yeah, yeah." He dropped a kiss on the small of his back before he started to move his digit, and apparently, conditioner did make an awesome lubricant.

He moved it slowly, basking in the sighs he was pulling out of the British.

"Should I put the second one in, too?" He questioned, never stopping.

Allen only nodded, lowering himself to rest his head on the bed, completely relaxed and trusting. He moaned softly when the middle finger forced itself in and started a scissoring motion slowly for a while before going back at thrusting.

After a few minutes of teasing, the reporter pushed the third one in, this time stopping to let him accomodate, but as usual, it didn't take long.

"Bunny…" he looked up and his eye grew wide at the image in front of him: Allen had his stark hair glued to his face because of the sweat making it stick, his face was red and his lips plump and swollen, and his silver eyes… They were dark grey and glazed with lust and… something that he would have dared say, was love. But he shook the idea off: it was too early for that.

"Yeah?" He blinked at how husky his own voice sounded.

"More." He breathed, closing his eyes. "Please."

Lavi smiled and crooked his fingers, pressing them flat against the prostate, sending Allen down a spiral of pleasure with a loud moan, back-arching motion. He held them there, watching Allen squirm and convulse softly at the increasing pleasure and frustration.

"La-Lavi please…" he moved his hips, trying to get some motion, but nothing happened. "Please babe… I'm gonna cum if you keep that up…" He whimpered, looking back at him. "Don't you want to fuck me?" He questioned, frowning.

"What? Of course I want." He looked up, startled: he wasn't expecting that kind of question. "I just wanted to tease you a bit, kitten." He gently removed his fingers before moving to kiss him, his clean hand running through his hair. "How do you want it?" He asked, lips still hovering over Allen's.

"Want to see you." He simply said, his tongue darting out to lick at his lips. Lavi smiled before forcing the albino to roll onto his back.

"Want to see you too. You look so hot when you come." He replied before moving back between his legs. "Wrap them." The younger smirked and did so, his body completely lax.

Lavi then coated his cock with the conditioner, growling low on his throat, and then entered him, both of them moaning at the motion.

He started to move, slowly, thrusts deep and long, nothing like their usual hurried encounters at the studio, this time it had another taste to it: more intimate, more… real. Even if they had only been seeing each other for the past months, even if they did hang out before and afterwards, doing it in broad daylight and in a proper bed and with no hurry, made everything more real to them. To both of them, Allen was sure of that when he saw how Lavi was looking at him, as if he was a precious piece of china, or something to be treasured. It made him feel warm and squirmy inside.

"Lavi." He breathed out, one arm extending to him. He needed to kiss him. Right now. Even if it made him seem desperate, he needed to kiss him.

And Lavi delivered. He kissed sweetly, his tongue moving in sync with his thrusts, one hand cupping his cheek as he used the other for balance. Allen wrapped his arms around his neck, his eyes closed and his cheeks so adorably flushed. The redhead broke the kiss, but only moved to rest his head on Allen's forehead, their breaths mingling together.

"Faster, please." He tightened his hold around his neck, keeping Lavi there for him to kiss at any moment, and luckily the redhead didn't pull away.

The journalist only smiled before speeding up, but not even close to their usual rushed speed, no need for that this morning.

Allen arched, his nails digging on both Lavi's nape and the mattress, his eyes rolling and his mouth hanging open with a moan slipping past his throat. And Lavi knew that reaction by heart by now. His lover always looked so perfect when he thrust into his prostate, it was a sight to see, really. And now it was all his. The groan of possession that tore from his chest surprised him, but he could give it some thought later on, now he should finish the task at hand. His very delectable task.

The redhead thrusted in harder and kissed him, moaning at how Allen moved his hips, trying to get him to go deeper.

"Roll?" Lavi asked, stopping.

"Yeah." The albino stopped too, before wrapping both arms around his lover and letting him roll them over so he'd be on top. "Oh Lord." He moaned when he felt him go deeper. "Feel so good." The American one hummed in agreement, hands splayed on his thighs, squeezing every now and then.

"Are you going to move?" He asked after a while. Allen had just been grinding against him slowly with his hands splayed on his chest.

"Hm… Not yet." He mumbled, his eyes fluttering close, breathing slowing down.

"Babe?" He moved one of his hands to Allen's, covering it. "Everything ok? Did I hurt you?" His eye was frantic and worried, looking for any sign of pain on his lover.

"Of course not. You are too sweet to hurt me." He replied before bending to kiss him, brushing his hair out of his face, his emerald eye in full view. "I just… need you to stay in me more than I had thought." He blushed and sighed. "I… I'm not used to do this."

"To what?" Lavi wrapped an arm around his back and his other hand was scratching his nape, something he found out not too long ago, Allen loved.

"To… Having someone I can trust next to me, to have them wanting me back." He sucked in a breath. "Y-you are the first guy I ever let in here."

Lavi nodded. "I know. Road told me you never brought guys here to fuck." He whispered. "Made me real happy when you asked me to stay because I knew that it meant that I was special to you in some way." He kissed his cheek before pulling away and putting some of his long hair behind his ear (just now he noticed how long it really was, it was perfectly past the middle of his back) "Just like you are special to me."

"Don't say things like that… It's embarrassing." He mumbled before sitting up right again, a whine escaping his lips at the movement.

"It always amazes me how can you be so cheeky and cool with sex and being all cuddly around the others but the second feelings come out you become this adorable ball of cuteness and shyness." He paused and smiled. "I… like thinking that I may be one of the few guys you showed this side of yours to." He mumbled.

The DJ avoided his eye but Lavi could swear he heard him saying that sounded awfully close to 'You might be the only one.' Inside his head he grinned but all he did was thrust lightly into him, trying to get things back in motion before either of them went soft. Allen choked on a moan and glared at him.

"Little warning next time, would you?" And just like that he was back to his usual self.

"I'll let you top next time to convey how sorry I am." He replied, his hands latching on the albino's sides as he made him rock again.

"That would work better if you didn't like bottoming so much, bunny."

"Says the one with a dick up his ass." He snickered. Allen only huffed before bringing his black hand down and twisting on of his nipples. Hard. "Ngh!"

"Be careful or I'll change positions." He warned, but it was an empty threat and they both knew it. At least this once, it was.

Allen licked his palms and put both of them on the redhead's nipples, pressing down, a grunt escaping the redhead's lips. He started to rock his hips a bit faster and the motion made his hands rub on the now perky nipples.

It wasn't long until Allen was impaling himself, slowly, teasing both his lover and himself, but he just loved the building sensation of an orgasm, how his stomach tightened, how his thighs would tremble in exhaustion, how his toes would curl… And sure, he had some mind blowing orgasms with Lavi (that one time with the ice-cubes just felt so damn strong he literally almost passed out on him) but they had never had the time to do slow, and teasing, and building. That was something new and he was going to make it last to the every second until his body ached so much he wasn't able to handle it.

Or until Lavi came. Whatever came first.

Lavi had his head thrown back in ecstasy: it was slowly becoming too much. His nipples were almost over sensitive by now, but he couldn't tell Allen to stop, not when it felt so goddamn good. His grip on Allen's thighs moved to his hips to help him bounce on him but in that position there wasn't much he could actually do.

"Hey babe." He called.

"Y-yeah?" Allen looked down, groaning at the sight of him: his red hair was spilled all over his face and pillow, his whole face and neck flushed, eye hazy in lust and a bit unfocused and he was covered in sweat. The DJ groaned and bent to kiss the hell of him, assaulting his mouth with lips, teeth and tongue. Lavi moaned, both in pleasure and in surprise: he was not expecting to be ravaged like that, but hey, he fucking loved it. They kissed some more until Allen pulled away and huffed out a laugh. "Sorry bunny, you just looked so damn hot."

"Hm, don't apologise for that." He licked his lips before slowly making Allen grind against him, feeling that cock rub against his stomach. "Are you close?" He whispered and the albino shook his head. "Can I fuck you properly now?"

"What does that even mean?" He asked, laughing, moaning at how good the friction on his cock felt. He had just told him he was not close, but if they kept things going like that, he was going to be after a few minutes.

"Means I'm going to fuck you so good I'll make you scream." He groaned and attacked his neck, leaving a big red mark behind.

"Hm… What if I rode you hard? Would that also count?" He asked, pushing himself back up, his hands rubbing the now hard nipples.

"It would if you did."

Allen smiled smugly before licking his palms again, shooting Lavi a very dirty look. "Hope your nipples can survive this babe."

And before the reporter could ask what did he mean, Allen was riding him, his hands once more placed over his nipples and... holy shit! Lavi arched up: they were definitely over sensitive now but the pain was just too good to give it up. He had found out he had a bit of a masochistic side a few years back when an old boyfriend accidently scratched his back and that only resulted on turning him on even more, but seriously, since he had met Allen not only had they fulfilled more kinks that he had in the last five years with multiple people, he was discovering another side of himself. Or rather, he had been proving deeper in some of the areas that no one wanted to help him prove at, such as masochism. Sure, they had never gone full out or even talked about it, but Allen was good on discovering what he liked without needing him to voice it out loud. Then again, it went both ways. Apparently Allen's own kink for ice and cold things was one that he didn't even know he had. And that was saying something.

"Oh fuck!" He moaned when Allen pressed one of his nails in his aureola. "Allen…" He looked up and saw the most evil smile he had ever seen. And he had seen Kanda smile when threatening someone.

"Don't you dare... oh fuck, say you didn't… ahh… like it." Allen moaned, his mouth hanging open.

"I… I wasn't." He replied, groaning at the pressure around his cock and the sting of the nails. "Again, do it again." He moaned. "Please."

The British only grunted before raking down his chest and over his nipples. "Oh shit!" Allen smirked and did it again. Lavi kept moaning and thrashing slightly under his lover. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck. Al, stop, stop, I'm gonna cum. Please stop, stop." He tried to put a stop his lover's movements, but to no avail, because Allen swatted his hands again and continued to ride him, this time his nails pressing on his sides, before raking up again to stop on his nipples, which he then pinched. "Oh fuck!" His eye rolled to the back of his head, his hands clutched on the bed sheets, toes curled and he spilled all of his seed inside Allen, who moaned at the feeling of being filled up. He continued to ride him, but he was slowing down, until he was just sitting on Lavi's lap, with his softening cock inside of him.

Lavi was breathing hard, his head still light from coming and his chest burning just so right, to the point it was chilling. But he knew he had to get Allen off, so he tugged on his arms. "Come up here." He whispered.

"Hm? You don't have to." Allen replied, shaking his head and not moving.

Lavi rolled his eye and rolled them, pulling a moan from Allen as he pulled out. "Like hell I don't, kitten." He kissed the side of his neck, sliding down his body, licking his perky nipples before going straight to his cock, taking him in one go. He was so hard it had to be painful, he had probably been edging himself for quite a long time now.

"Fuck!" Allen thrust into his mouth repeatedly, Lavi letting him. Grunting the DJ fisted red hair in his normal hand to guide him, Lavi letting him do whatever he wanted, his teeth scraping lightly. "I-I'm going to…" He tried to pull away, but Lavi grunted and pinned his hips against the mattress before bobbing his head. "Lavi!" He arched off the bed at the same time the elder pushed three fingers in, angling for a direct hit on his prostate which made his cry harder, the extra pleasure just driving him into a deeper sex frenzy. Lavi pulled away just in time to see him cum on his chest and face, eyes rolling and his whole body trembling from the convulsion before slumping down like a potato bag.

"Babe? You alright?" The reporter asked as he patted the side of his cheek, but all he got was a light snore. "Hm, must have felt good, huh?" He kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to get a rag to clean himself and another to clean the sleeping form on the bed.

Once they both were clean he slipped back into the bed, covering them with the comforter and watching Allen sleep. He seemed so peaceful right now and he looked so beautiful cuddled against him no one would believe that he was the one that left his chest burning and with little blood spots and his nipples hurting like hell. Wearing a shirt was going to be funny. He sighed, content, he couldn't complain, he had loved the whole of it.

"I hope you'll keep me around babe." He whispered against his head before settling down next to him to sleep a few more hours. He checked the clock. 11.43. Fuck, it was so early considering at what time they went to bed. He snuggled down and hugged Allen closer to him.


Christmas present! I wanted to write a Christmas shot, but I didn't have the time, so I'm giving you this, hope it's enough.

Have a lovely Christmas with those you love around you!