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Angel Fantasy & Evanescent Silence
Challenged Pleasure: Chapter 4
The first thing Allen noticed when the competition restarted was his lovers' positions.
Lavi got behind him and pressed his body into Allen's back, while Kanda glued himself to Allen's front, hands shoving his pants lower before settling themselves on his sides. Dark blue eyes held silver ones in a heated, lustful stare, neither backing down.
The apprentice Bookman made the first move, hands slipping behind pants and boxers to squeeze and mass Allen's ass thoroughly as he sensually blew hot air behind his ear.
He smirked, emerald eye getting a heated but sharp glint at the shiver his action caused.
"So eager, are we?" the question was spoken in a deep, husky whisper. He took hold of the other's hips and ground himself against his ass, slowly but firmly, eliciting a gasp from his partner.
Said gasp got quickly swallowed by another mouth, as Kanda took action on Allen's front, titling his rival's head to ensure a deep tongued kiss. One of his hands now tenderly held his chin, while the other one slipped around his waist to scrape his nails against Allen's lower back. Said white-haired Exorcist arched from the ticklish sensation, and in doing so arched away from Lavi's erotical rubbing to grind his crotch against the samurai's lower stomach.
His surprised yelp at the unexpected friction got muffled by the other's mouth. Chuckling, Kanda parted lips and looked at him.
Noticing the tremor that travelled through the whitehead's body, the samurai smirked and let his hands caress the creamy skin of Allen's stomach. The eye-cursed boy glared at him as fiercely as he could, considering the situation.
Meanwhile, Lavi frowned, having noticed how Kanda had taken advantage of the situation.
Well, he decided, it's time that I do the same.
As one hand kept rubbing and groping Allen's ass, the other slid up the whitehead's side to settle on his neck. He pressed himself closer still, so that he could rest his chin on Allen's right shoulder. Looking through the fluffy white collar of Allen's Innocence, he threw a lopsided grin at Kanda (whom was now sucking at the hollow on Allen's collarbone and staring at the Bookman apprentice from the corner of his eyes) before teasingly nipping at the neck bared before him.
He made sure that his companion felt his teeth as he slowly, softly and deliberately scraped the skin all the way up to the spot behind his ear, exhaling warm air between his jaws as he did so. He felt the muscles tense under his mouth, as Allen arched his neck into the ticklish stimulation. Kanda, for his part, trailed kisses back up to a mark that was on the other side of his neck, closer to his spine, biting it. He sucked it soon after.
A shudder wracked through the white-haired Exorcist's frame, but still no sounds came out. Allen was now biting his lips hard, enough to make them bleed, to stifle his sounds.
Quickly noticing the red trail, Kanda licked the dark liquid all the way back to Allen's bottom lip, where he proceeded to clean the wound in another kiss.
"Alleeeen, it's not nice to hurt yourself like that!" Whined Lavi, pouting. "Why don't you let us hear your enjoyment? Or are you not appreciating our molestation?"
Silence was the only answer he received. Kanda "Che"ed in annoyance at the lack of response, and Lavi saw him settle on his knees to give the other's stomach his full attention.
With a smirk, let his fingers slide up and caress the corner of the chained Exorcist's lips. "Open your mouth, moyashi-chan."
That got a response.
"My name is-!"
The furious reply was cut short by Lavi's fingers slipping in Allen's mouth. The redhead tried to ignore the tightening in his own pants at the feeling. He nuzzled the other's cheek. "C'mon, no need to get so angry. Just be nice and suck my fingers."
Noticing the dangerous gleam in Allen's eyes, he hastily added an enticing grope on the whitehead's ass with his other hand, hoping to remind him of the present matter. He didn't want his fingers to get bitten. "Or are you afraid of losing the bet?"
The glare darkened, but the shorter male obediently began sucking on his fingers, swirling his tongue around them in such a way that Lavi felt like he was going to – 'Oooh', the redheaded Exorcist thought, 'the little devil must be doing it on purpose.'.
Allen continued to thoroughly coat the digits in his mouth, giving them the same treatment Kanda's finger had received moments before. However, there were times where his tongue faltered in its movement, proof that Kanda's ministrations were taking effect.
Looking down, Lavi saw him licking a path of saliva between the other's abs, then nip at his belly button. He sucked it for a few seconds, before continuing lower. When he was just about get face to face with Allen's pubic zone (still covered by his barely hanging pants), he diverted from his path and to the right, where he proceeded to pay attention to his left hip. An almost growl tore itself from Allen's throat, a clear indication that he was getting fed up with the other's teasing.
The samurai was getting the boy worked up quite successfully.
Deeming his fingers to be wet and slick enough (and himself aroused enough by all the sucking and dirty thoughts), he pulled the digits out of Allen's mouth with a popping noise. He lowered them to Allen's chest and rubbed his right nipple, feeling intensely satisfied at the sharp intake of breath that got him. He pinched the bud one last time then slowly lowered his hand, trailing it down his side, enjoying the barely noticeable quickening of Allen's breath. Oho, Allen knew what the wet fingers meant, oh he did. Not as innocent as some might have thought.
Or maybe the reaction had something to do with how Kanda was currently (and finally) getting rid of Allen's pants. Barely controlled anticipation could do that to a person, no matter how strong-minded he or she was. The cursed boy was no exception to that rule.
Lavi decided to ignore that to slip his hand inside the whitehead's underwear and slide a finger in between Allen's ass cheeks. Immediately, the shorter male's body tensed. Murmuring reassuring words into the soft skin of Allen's neck, the redhead waited for the other boy to calm down a little before slowly inserting a digit.
Allen released a low groan that made Kanda look up from what he was doing and stare at the chained male's face. Then a smirk appeared on the Japanese Exorcist's face once he realized what Lavi was doing, and quickly shoved down the boxers that were by now more than superfluous. Allen was left completely naked but for his activated Innocence and the white shirt he was still wearing. Completely unbuttoned as it was, however, it showed more of Allen's body than it covered.
Kanda leaned back slightly, taking a moment to appreciate the view. Allen Walker, his sworn rival and secret friend/lover, was almost completely naked, flushed with arousal and bound to the ceiling, getting skillfully fingered by the Usagi. Marks that Kanda himself had made covered his soft creamy skin, and the way he sometimes squirmed and immediately suppressed the movement was more than arousing for the dark-haired male.
The rabbit stopped what he was doing for a brief second to ditch his own shirt, revealing his pale and defined chest. Once he was done, he glued himself once more to the shorter male, one hand disappearing behind Allen's ass, the other sliding up his side to attach itself to a nipple. Allen tilted his head back so it landed on Lavi's shoulder, and the redhead took that chance to turn his head slightly to bite the whitehead's neck.
His two lovers, one naked, the other only half so, all over each other. Kanda felt his mouth go dry at the sight.
Smirking, he cupped the back of Allen's left knee and squeezed it. Then, after having traced a slow circle on that area with his fore-finger, he placed both hands on each of Allen's knees and slid them up his thighs. Now he could feel the way the shorter male almost vibrated under his palms, the strain on his body as he forced himself not to enjoy the touches too much getting quite obvious.
Meanwhile, Lavi's fingers moved inside Allen, sliding in and out, rubbing his insides. The slight pain when an additional finger was introduced quickly ebbed away and turned into something pleasurable. The rubbing of his nipples and the teeth and tongue on his neck sent spikes of electricity shooting through his body. The warm hands travelling up his thighs towards his crotch were making his body sing in anticipation.
Kanda's hands reached his hips and then travelled to his inner thighs, and suddenly there was a hot breath over Allen's erection. At the same time, the fingers inside the cursed boy hit that one spot, and he jolted and bit his bottom lip in an effort to not let out a long and heartfelt moan.
Determined to get some sort of sound out of him and to punish him for not letting them out in the first place, Kanda bit into the junction between his hip and his leg. It didn't work.
"Hey, Yuu," said teen growled in response, but looked up to see Lavi grinning deviously over Allen's pale shoulder. "How 'bout something a little more fun, hmm?"
Sucking on the skin he currently had between his teeth, Kanda raised a quizzical eyebrow in response. With a quiet chuckle, Lavi stopped his ministrations – causing Allen to let out a low whine, much to Kanda's jealousy – and in a second he was on his knees in front of Allen, right next to Kanda. Resting one hand on the white-haired male's hip, he reached out with the other to tangle it in Kanda's hair, then leaned forward toward the Japanese male to press their lips together.
Allen watched the two men kneeling in front of him make out with each other, kissing their partner without an ounce of care for the rest of the world.
He wanted to win the bet, he really did, but chained as he was – and painfully aroused to boot – , being ignored was a bad thing for his two lovers to do right now. Even through he wasn't supposed to appreciate them, he missed their touches. He wanted them to get back at what they were doing to him seconds ago. Still, he stayed silent.
Lavi's free hand had taken off the hair tie and buried itself in luxurious midnight-dark hair, and Kanda's hands suddenly left his body to go stroke Lavi's stomach and lower, and poor Allen couldn't stop the jealous whine that left his throat when Lavi groaned in pleasure at the stimulation. He wanted that too, dammit! Not fair! Not fair!
With a wet noise, the two broke the kiss and smirked – smirked! – up at him, their foreheads touching. Through Lavi was panting slightly at the same time, since Kanda was still stroking him through his pants.
With a low grunt, Lavi released Allen's hip to grip Kanda's shoulder. His smirk widened as he looked up at the whitehead.
"Are ya- ugh – are ya getting a little bit frustrated over ther- oooh, fuck – a little bit frustrated over there, sprout?" Lavi asked through grunts and curses. Kanda leaned forward to nip at his jaw and Lavi let out a low moan before continuing, sounding even more breathless than before. "Cause, ya know, all ya hav'ta do is ask 'n' I'll do it for ya... just let Crown Clown g-" the Japanese man's hand movements sped up, and he choked out a gasp, his hands gripping Kanda's shoulders tighter. "Oh, shit, Yuu!" he moaned, eyes snapping shut.
Kanda obviously had sensed how Lavi had been taking advantage of the opportunity to make Allen lose his bet and had quickly gotten the ball back on his own court. Keeping the redhead writhing in his hold, he looked at the chained white-haired male with burning dark eyes. "Deactivate." He said, and it was almost a purr. He didn't need to say more.
His eyes locked onto clear grey ones, and Kanda very deliberately grinded his hips against Lavi's, his hand still working in between them and the stillness of his own body against the redhead's emphasized the undulating movements that, in his bliss, Lavi couldn't stop making. It was as plain an offer as a spoken one. And it made Allen's mouth water and his whole body throb with need.
Allen felt hot and dizzy and terribly, terribly jealous of Lavi and how good he seemed to be feeling. He wanted those hands back on him, dammit! His erection was beginning to hurt – he was way past the point of being able to simply will his erection away, and no disgusting thoughts would make it disappear by now - and those two were just- just there, doing that in front of him, having their fun without him!
So unfair.
But a bet is a bet, and Allen Walker never loses a bet. Life painfully taught him better than to abandon a deal. So after a long, frustrated glare at the floor, Allen looked back at the two males, who were now both looking at him expectantly.
Grey eyes focused and determined, he simply said "No."
Never in his life had a word been so painful to utter.
"Che."
"Damn." Lavi breathed, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back. With one last pump, Kanda freed his hand from Lavi's pants and turned to Allen with a glare. As the chained male eyed Kanda warily Lavi chuckled and slid his hand up Allen's thigh. "Ya know, that look on yer face is really, really hot. Whaddya think, Yuu?"
Kanda's only response, besides lightly punching Lavi's ribs for using his given name, was to lean forward and take a mouthful of Allen's poor, so-far-neglected cock. The white-haired male's whole back arched like a bow under Heaven itself, and he trembled uncontrollably as waves upon waves of hot white pleasure coursed through his very cells.
His eyes closed, his will to keep his hips from bucking melted away – but a hand came up to stop them anyway - and he hung limply from the chains as he felt every touch applied to his cock with a precision that made him blush and pant without restraint. 'Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh-oh shit...!' he chanted inside his head.
Despite this, he kept Crown Clown activated.
From somewhere far away, he heard Lavi's amused chuckle at Kanda's actions. "Yeah, thought so too."
And then there was another mouth down there, just as wet and hot and pleasurable as the first one, working over his testicles, sucking each jewel like a lolipop. A tongue rubbed at the valley between them whilst another licked at the slit, and the hand on his hips was hot and the one massaging him inside felt so damn good. Only then did he notice that his mental chant had turned into an outward one, though his words were impossible to understand with all the moaning that was spilling out of his mouth.
Absently, he felt another hand grasp his other leg and lift it so his thigh was resting comfortably on a shoulder. It didn't even come to his mind what kind of slutty position that put him in. The same hand went up again, up to his ass, groped it, and then there were two fingers filling him again and he hissed out a curse.
As the mouths nipped, sucked, bobbed, kissed, nipped and did all sorts of worshipping things to his member, the two fingers became three, scissoring and pressing and then poking his prostate teasingly. They felt so good now, so good, but goddammit, this wasn't enough! He needed more to come!
He frantically tried to move his hips, but the hand and the arm around him kept him still. He opened his eyes hazily, only to be greeted with the sight of his two lovers, kneeling in front of him, a black head and a red head moving and bobbing as they licked and nipped and sucked him and it was almost enough to make him c-
"Nooooo!" he shouted in frustration when fingers clamped down on the base of his erection, making sure he wouldn't come. "Lavi, come on, come on! Let me come!" Later he would feel ashamed of how he was practically whining, but it didn't matter now. Right now, all he wanted was to come, just once, just once would be enough and he wouldn't ask for anything more, just let him come-
But no, those bastards were much too sadistic just to do that.
"Awww, Allen," Lavi cooed, taking a moment to rub his cheek against Allen's thigh much like a cat would, "poor, poor Allen. You want the hand off? Really?" he grinned up at the chained whitehead. "Weeeell, if you're ready to let go of Crown Clown, maybe the hand will go away… I'll make it worth it, promise~"
A rougher thrust of Kanda's fingers against Allen's prostate made him gasp and see lights spinning in front of his eyes. His clawed hand emitted metal sounds, wanting to close into a tight fist but remembering it couldn't, and unclenching again. Crown Clown remained activated, though, and that was enough of an answer.
Glaring at the black-haired Exorcist for his bodily interruption, Lavi waited for him to leave the cock alone and create a hickey on Allen's hips to wrap his own lips around the head, making the claw-wielding Exorcist moan loudly and shiver again.
It was nice, so he tried taking more into his mouth, see how far he could go. When the time came, he found he could easily control his gag reflex despite what the books said – that practice was needed in most cases. Apparently he was one of the other cases – and soon he was deep throating Allen, humming on the way up and using his tongue as much as he could when he went down again.
The effect this had on the chained Exorcist was quite visible: grunts, curses, gasps, low moans and other such sounds spilled forth through his lips uncontrollably. Lavi, as breathless as he was starting to feel and despite the cramp he could feel building on his jaw, was delighted. He was so going to win this.
With a mental snicker, he decided to try something kinkier.
Keeping his right hand on the base of the whitehead's erection, he allowed the left one to slide towards Allen's ass, being careful to move his head along with Allen's thrusts to make sure he wouldn't choke, now that the chained Exorcist could move his hips.
Happily groping away at the round cheek, he looked for- ah! There it was.
And he slid a finger inside Allen along with Kanda's, making the grey-eyed teen's eyes widen in shock, gasp and tense his muscles before forcibly relaxing them again after a few seconds.
Keeping up his competition with Kanda on Allen's front, the two alternating jobs and trying different intensities and combinations at whatever they did, Lavi slowly added two more fingers.
So basically, Allen Walker found himself receiving a double blowjob that was enough to make him cross his eyes and see stars, taking six fingers up his ass that were striking his prostate dead on and sending waves of blissful ecstasy coursing through every nerve in his body, and he couldn't goddamn come because Lavi had decided to play cock ring with his fingers.
What a lovely mess he was in.
Ah, yes, I had to cut this at another cliffhanger. Again. I'm sorry, but I knew that you all wanted an update, and that ES was stressed out, so I cut the real chapter 4 in two parts and posted this one. It'll give her more time to work on the final act, assuming of course that I don't cut it in two again if I see the need. *blinks at the readers* why are you all staring at me like I'm the one at fault?
Also, if the writer nicknamed Fretful ever passes by to read this chapter, I want him to know that I have started Misconception's fifth chapter's beta correction. You'll be able to update the chapter soon; just give me some more days and it should be done. Bear with me plz!
I discovered the reason for why my writer's block is so clingy to me: one of the organs in my body was totally blocked, sealed, locked, shut, closed, whatever you name the action, and the toxins it should have evacuated easily escaped it and caused damage to my brain. I lacked concentration, had mood swings close to the intensity of to those who are in PSM, strange urges to do other things than write and my hands didn't cooperate when I wanted to write at all cost. So, now I'm following a cure that will re-open it again, and I'll eventually be able to write again. I hope.
Well then, until the next chapter comes out, guys! ^^
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