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Chapter 6 - Caged

Lavi felt like a bird inside a cage.

Ever since he and Allen had returned from their vacation, the old man had been on him night and day about work. The redhead wasn't sure if Bookman knew what had happened during his week away from the Order, but since he'd been quiet about it, Lavi decided he would too. That meant not fighting back when Bookman gave him the most unseemly amount of work he'd ever experienced. It would take him months to get through it, he knew, but worked for days on end without resting in order to finish it as soon as possible. The sooner he finished the better. Not only would Bookman ease up on him when he saw that Lavi was serious about his profession, but Lavi would also have time to see Allen when he wanted to.

And, boy, he wanted to.

When he was let out for a few moments of freedom everyday, there was only time for something to eat and maybe a quick nap, but nothing more. Lavi felt badly that after such a great birthday spent with his most favorite person, he had only seen Allen a few times in the past two weeks. Allen didn't mention his busy schedule and remained supportive of Lavi's work, even if it was keeping the redhead from joining Allen in his bed every night.

Which led to this caged feeling Lavi could not shake.

He was cooped up in the library, tucked in the most secluded corner. There were no windows to distract him and no other sounds from the outside world. It was only the smell of books, the soft rustle of pages when he turned them, and the tireless scratching of his quill for hours on end. And then if that isolation wasn't terrible enough, he would scrape up a few hours of sleep alone in his bed, where the sheets smelled like history instead of springtime.

"It's just driving me crazy, being all alone there," Lavi confided to Allen one night, when he was so burned out from working that he could barely eat dinner. He stared miserably at his plate and then at Allen's as his companion ate at his usual alarming rate. Lavi sighed and put his head in his hand, rubbing at his eye with exhaustion. "I think Bookman's punishing me, because this is what it feels like…" The words had no sooner left his lips when Lavi spotted the time and had to hurry back to the library, lest find himself with more work and an abused forehead. Lavi saw Allen's disappointed expression before he left the cafeteria and that only served to let guilt gnaw away at his soul for the rest of the evening.

Working into the third week, Lavi found that his endless efforts were about to pay off. He was almost done, which meant that he could escape Bookman's evil clutches and finally spend more time with Allen. It was like the door on the cage was going to open at any second, causing Lavi's hand to feverishly write, copy, and record all that he was asked to do. After all, those solitary evenings left him aching for company. On several occasions, Lavi had put a pillow under his arm and pretended Allen was beside him just to get to sleep, knowing that Bookman would have his head if he caught his apprentice sneaking away at three in the morning to crawl into another man's bed.

Almost done, almost done, almost done, Lavi chanted like a mantra in his head, urging his hand to move faster, but his print to stay legible.

"Wow, you really are working hard in here," a voice commented from beside him, breaking Lavi's concentration and causing him to look up. Allen was standing there amongst the towers of books and papers around Lavi's desk with the most peculiar of expressions on his face. If the redhead hadn't been struggling to remove his attention from what he had been so feverishly doing, Lavi would have been able to identify the small smile on Allen's face as borderline devilish.

"Of course," Lavi answered, giving Allen a grin as he leaned back and stretched. "And I've worked so diligently that I might just get out early on good behavior. This means in a few days, it's just you and me again."

"A few days," Allen repeated, sounding a bit disappointed. The same look was back from that evening Lavi had been forced to run back to the library. It made the redhead feel guilty again, but he couldn't let that stop him now. Not when he was so close.

"I'll be done by Wednesday, I promise," Lavi said, trying to avoid Allen's pouting face. It was too adorable and the redhead wanted nothing more than to kiss that protruding, lower lip. Just the sight of it made Lavi realize another part of their relationship he had been so starved for. "Don't do that. You know it drives me crazy." His words seemed to have no affect on Allen, who sauntered closer to the desk at a slow, almost sensual gait.

"So I have to wait until Wednesday…?" Allen asked, meeting Lavi's gaze with a lusty stare. But the redhead couldn't stop his eye from dropping lower when Allen moved forward again, his bare thigh showing along the slit in his jacket. Lavi suddenly found it to be very hot in the room and he tugged unconsciously at the collar of his shirt.

"Allen…I don't want to wait either, but…" Lavi choked on his words when Allen's un-gloved fingers began to undo the buttons on his jacket. It was a slow, teasing display that soon revealed to Lavi that his lover was very, very nude beneath his coat.

"But what, Lavi?" Allen asked, his voice lower than before as fingertips moved over his bare chest, caressing lean abs, continuing downwards toward…Lavi had to remind himself how to breathe, his pants suddenly uncomfortably tight. "I came here to seduce you and you're telling me I have to wait until Wednesday?" His fingers moved over the beautiful length of flesh and Allen let out such a sound that it went right to Lavi's crotch. "Oh well…I guess I can take care of this myself…" Allen took himself into his hand and began the slowest caress Lavi had ever seen, each stroke making him ache with need. "I'll just pretend it's you doing this to me…" Allen said in a breathy voice, turning and lifting up his coat to show Lavi his ass. The redhead had to resist touching himself when he saw a very familiar toy buried in Allen's most heavenly place. "I'll just pretend that it's you inside of me…" With this said, Allen gave himself a few more teasing strokes, his hips moving in time with his hand. Lavi could see the muscles in Allen's legs clenching, as every movement sent the dildo deeper into his body.

Unable to help himself with such a sight, Lavi reached forward and smoothed his fingertips along Allen's thigh, snaking towards the erection that stood up with such pride between his lover's legs. But Allen moved away from him, closing the coat before Lavi could get too far. His cheeks were flushed that shade of pink that Lavi found unbelievably erotic.

"It's not Wednesday yet," Allen said, playing hard-to-get. But Lavi was too hard to not be getting any. He stood and tugged on Allen's coat, pulling the other boy back towards him.

"I don't care," Lavi replied, pressing against Allen as he kissed him. It was a hot, nearly desperate kiss, where Lavi found his mind dizzy with pleasure and his body reacting to the hard member pressed against his hip. "I need you, Allen…" Lavi found himself growling against Allen's lips, his throat, wanting nothing more than that contact he'd missed so much while playing Bookman's canary.

"I need you, Lavi," Allen murmured, his hips grinding against Lavi's. "I've been so horny…" Lavi sat down and pulled Allen onto his lap, his touches fueled by the naughtiness of the situation, the fact that they could be caught at any moment, and the dirty, dirty words that Allen whispered in his ear. "I've had to touch myself every night, you know. But, oh, Lavi, I wanted you so badly…I couldn't wait any longer…I need you to take me right here. I want you to fuck me right now."

"God, Allen…you're so hot," Lavi groaned, stimulated by the language his lover was normally too proper to use.

"Please, Lavi…" Allen whispered against him, his hips humping, their erections rubbing together with enough force that Lavi was practically seeing stars. "I want to cum. I want to cum all over you, Lavi…" Allen said, lips playing on Lavi's ear, his tongue darting out to lick and then suck at the lobe, tease the rings there. The sensations coursing through him made Lavi all too willing to oblige, but he was lacking in a certain department.

"Get me ready first?" he asked, knowing that he didn't have any lubrication nearby. Allen moved back from his ear, kissing him with enough tongue to nearly make Lavi pass out, before sliding down from the chair to the floor. The sound of his zipper opening echoed in the library, closely followed by the sigh of relief that escaped Lavi once his erection was free. After that, Lavi bit down on his lower lip to keep from making any more noise as Allen's tongue moved along his shaft, circling around from base to tip with the most teasing of motions.

Just as Allen took him into his mouth and they were getting really into it, Lavi felt his heart stop when somehow, over their panting breathing and those little mmm mmm noises Allen kept making, he heard the main door to the library open and close. Bookman had returned. Not only was Lavi going to be caught, but caught while he was having some mind-blowing sex with the boyfriend-he-wasn't-supposed-to-have on top of the work-he-hadn't-finished-yet.

"Allen," Lavi said quietly, his mind blanking pleasantly when Allen hummed around his prick in response. It took him a moment to collect himself. "B-Bookman's here…" Allen did not seem worried by this, continuing to orally pleasure Lavi with such skill that the redhead was worried about finishing before they even started. He heard footsteps nearing them and so Lavi scooted his chair forward to obstruct the half-naked boy beneath the desk. Lavi heard Allen nearly choke, but his did not stop his motions, even when Bookman stopped next to Lavi's desk to look over his work.

"You're almost done," Bookman commented, looking at the tall "complete" stack and then the "to-do" pile.

"Yeah," Lavi replied, wondering if anyone knew how close he was to being done. What kind of excuse could he come up with to answer for the expression, the sounds, that would accompany his orgasm? And then, how to explain what Allen Walker himself was doing on his hands and knees between his legs? All of these things raced through his mind as he did his damnedest not to show any sign of weakness, any increase in breathing when Allen lightly scraped his teeth along the most sensitive part of Lavi's body.

"Komui has issued a mission for me," Bookman said, indicating the black folder in his hands. Lavi just nodded, not daring to look up. He hoped that the lighting was dim enough that Bookman couldn't see how red his cheeks probably were. "I will be gone for a few days. By the time I get back, all of this—" he indicated the work in front of Lavi, "—should be done."

"It'll get done," Lavi said, pretending to be working very hard on translating some of the text in front of him. In truth, he was trying to grip his quill so that he could stave off the fire building in his belly. Bookman watched him intensely for a moment and Lavi hoped that he couldn't hear his rapidly beating heart or the very faint sucking noise coming from below the desk. The seconds dragged on for what seemed like eternity and Lavi hoped he wouldn't pass out under the pressure from his master's stare and the amazing pleasure he was receiving from his lover.

"Don't be a brat," Bookman replied, before turning and walking away. It was his goodbye, Lavi knew, but waited until he heard the old man leave and close the door behind him. With a shaky sigh, Lavi dropped his quill in relief that they hadn't been found out.

"Alleeeen," Lavi whined, scooting backwards so quickly that Allen could not follow him, leaving his erection throbbing in the cool air. "We could have been caught!" Allen grinned, licking his lips in a very sensual manner.

"We could have, but we weren't," Allen said, standing up in front of Lavi to shed his coat completely, remaining only in his boots for the redhead's pleasure. One green eye could not help but notice that Allen's left thigh was covered in semen, as was the floor where he had been kneeling. The six-inch wooden dildo lay abandoned there as well, leaving no mystery as to what had happened.

"Did you get off on that?" Lavi asked with a grin, his fingertips dipping into the moisture on Allen's skin. He studied it for a moment before bringing it to his mouth, where he sucked on the salty fluid. Allen's still-hard cock gave a twitch at the sight.

"You almost did," Allen replied, his eyes seeming to hold liquid heat in them, locked with Lavi's own as he cleaned the digits of Allen's release. The redhead did not reply to this statement, releasing his fingers from his mouth with a small pop. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, prick standing up with desperation to continue. Allen understood, immediately joining Lavi with a hungry gaze, his lithe body positioning himself over the head of Lavi's erection. Very slowly, Allen lowered himself down onto seven odd inches of flesh, the both of them groaning softly at the sensation. It felt like it had been forever since Lavi had been inside of Allen, gripped so tightly by pure, unadulterated heat.

"Allen…" Lavi panted against his lover's shoulder, gripping at Allen's thigh as they became accommodated to one another again.

"Lavi…" Allen moaned sweetly, his breath hot and needy against Lavi's throat. The redhead felt Allen's hands grip his back when he began to move his hips upwards, reaching deeper inside. "Oh…please, Lavi…" Allen followed Lavi's lead, using gravity to his advantage. To Lavi, it felt like Allen was impaling himself onto his cock with every plunge, reaching so deep that they were both seeing stars.

"M'close…" Lavi had to warn Allen. Not having this for several weeks in combination with not touching himself had left Lavi with a short fuse. Not to mention the fact that Allen had been teasing him for a good while with his gorgeous body and talented tongue. That ache had built up to a point where Lavi thought he could spill over at any moment, but he tried to hang on to make their pleasure last as long as possible.

"Me too…" Allen responded, his pace growing more erratic. The chair was creaking dangerously with their movements, but Lavi didn't care. He placed his hands on Allen's hips and helped his lover add more force on his way downwards, earning a cry from the silver-haired boy on his lap when Lavi reached his prostate. Keeping that in mind, the redhead aimed towards it with every thrust, sending Allen into a wild craze of cries and moans from the pleasure. The sight of his face, hearing Allen shout his name, and the all encompassing, throbbing heat around him, sent Lavi over the edge.

"A-Allen! I-!" he couldn't muster up the rest of the words as waves of pleasure crashed through him at an alarming rate. His heat spilled into Allen with seemingly endless pulses of euphoria, which triggered his lover's climax as well. Lavi felt Allen's muscles clench around him, heightening his own release as well. He heard Allen let go with the most wonderful of sounds and held him tightly as he came, kissing the lust-sensitized flesh adoringly when his lover slumped over against his shoulder, exhausted.

"Mm…Lavi…" Allen sighed against him with a sleepy, sated sound to his voice. Lavi couldn't help but smile at being able to please Allen so well. "I missed you."

"I missed you more," Lavi replied, his heart feeling lighter when Allen laughed softly.

"I'm too tired to argue with you," Allen said, kissing his ear before pulling back, giving Lavi one of his beautiful smiles. Allen always looked great, but after having sex, his lover seemed to have a glow about him that Lavi couldn't get enough of.

"So don't," Lavi said, kissing him gently. "And thanks for being the best boyfriend ever. So sexy and daring, I don't know where you get it from, but we're going to have to do this more often." Allen smile widened considerably.

"Wednesday," he promised and Lavi smiled too, kissing Allen once more. He had no idea what was in store for him, but it didn't matter. Lavi knew that Allen would have something planned that was going to be unbelievable. Bookman was gone and he was almost free from that damned cage. Allen was going to rock his world, Lavi had no doubts.

"Wednesday."

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