Author's Note: More porn is in order. Thanks for all the love, people.

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Chapter 7 – "Taking Turns"

(A.K.A. "Write Whatever The Hell You Want Day)

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Wednesday came…and went.

To say that Allen was disappointed was an understatement. Lavi had finally finished everything, only to be shipped out last moment on a mission. They had barely made eye-contact in the hallway that Wednesday afternoon, when Lenalee suddenly appeared and handed Lavi the telltale black folder. From further down the corridor, Allen could see Lavi's expression fall in displeasure.

"I'll be back in a few days," Lavi told him, once Lenalee had gone and the hall cleared. They were tucked in the narrow space of a dark alcove, speaking quietly. Allen stared at the black folder with something akin to jealousy for taking Lavi away from him. "Hey," he said, tilting Allen's chin up. He had to wrench his gaze from the item in Lavi's hand, focusing instead upon that single emerald he had fallen so deeply for. A smile turned Lavi's lips upward and Allen felt the warm press of them against his forehead. "You know I love you."

"I love you more," Allen said, stubbornly childish. But his voice was soft, not argumentative, and so he put his arms around Lavi and held him there for the longest time.

"I'll let you win, just this once," Lavi murmured against his shoulder, hugging him in return. Allen was glad for that moment they shared because a few days turned into two weeks, leaving the two of them stranded and apart. The hours went so slowly, almost as if Time was dragging its feet through mud. Allen lay in bed many nights and watched the sun go down, counting down the moments until he fell asleep. Every morning, he would wake slowly, hoping that when he opened his eyes, Lavi would be there next to him.

Nothing.

Two weeks went half-way into three, when finally, Lavi came home. He was disheveled and dirty when he walked into the cafeteria, but these things went unnoticed momentarily when Allen laid eyes on him. It took all the self-control he had to not get up and run towards the redhead, throwing his arms around him in relief that he had returned. Lavi smiled at him upon entering in a sort of crooked manner around the gauze and bandages on his face, around his head. His arm was in a sling, Allen realized, and he was walking with a small limp. Apparently, things hadn't gone as well as Lavi had told him on the phone, during those lonely, late nights.

"You're back," Allen said, when Lavi sat down across from him. It was stiff and painful to watch. "How…was the mission?" As he asked this with his words, his eyes inquired further than that. What happened? Are you okay? I'm so happy you're home, I missed you so much.

"Long," Lavi answered with a sigh. "I was only supposed to go to help out with a translating job. But then we discovered an akuma nest and…well, the rest is history, I guess…" His energy seemed to be gone and even his smile was strained. Even with Allen's prompting eyes, his own remained silent with tiredness. "I'm ready for a shower and bed." Come with me his voice said without saying, and Allen quickly hurried to clean up his place.

"I'll walk with you, if you want," he said, just for show, before bringing his dirty dishes to the cleaning window. When he turned around, Lavi was in the process of forcing himself back up to a standing position. His back was finally straight by the time Allen reached him again. "You're not looking too well," Allen pointed out as they left the cafeteria. "Maybe you should go to the infirmary."

"I don't need to go there," Lavi said. Once they were out of all earshot, Lavi turned his head slightly to Allen and finished his thought: "I'll only get better if you nurse me back to health." Allen's cheeks turned red. Although he had gotten a bit more daring with their sexual encounters, he was still embarrassed when Lavi spoke like that.

"Really, Lavi. In your condition, how can you be thinking about that?" Allen asked. Lavi blinked at him as if the thought had never come across his mind before.

"I wasn't," Lavi answered, but then grinned. "Until now. Wanna play nurse with me?"

"You're terrible," Allen said, shaking his head.

"You thought it before I did," Lavi pointed out. Allen laughed for the first time since Lavi had left on his mission.

"Let's go take a bath," Allen suggested.

"You're changing the subject," Lavi said.

"I'm not," Allen said, even though he was. Smiling, he reached for Lavi's hand. There was no one around, but even if there was, the smaller boy doubted he would care at this point. He was just so happy to have Lavi home, even if the redhead was exhausted and a bit roughed up.

"Now this…is heaven…" Lavi sighed, once they had undressed and gotten into the baths. It was the first time in a long time that Allen found himself holding Lavi to his chest as they lounged in the warm water. Normally, it was the other way around, as their height difference allowed for it to be more comfortable. But sometimes they found themselves taking turns, where Allen was suddenly the one in Lavi's position and visa versa.

"You think so?" Allen asked, resting his cheek against Lavi's hair. He was mindful not to aggravate his lover's injuries, unsure how tender they truly were.

"I know so," Lavi replied, resting fully against Allen's shoulder. "I'm so happy to be home…" Allen smiled, moving his arms around Lavi's waist.

"I'm so happy to have you back," Allen said.

"Really?" Lavi asked, looking up at Allen with a curious expression. Allen couldn't help but think he looked adorable like that, if it wasn't for the gauze that obscured the majority of his face.

"Of course!"

"You're just saying that."

"I'm not!"

Lavi laughed.

"I'm just messing with you, Allen," Lavi said.

"If you weren't hurt, I'd hit you," Allen grumbled. Lavi's hand moved around his left, bringing it from beneath the water to the surface, where he kissed it gently.

"No you wouldn't," Lavi said.

"That's what you think," Allen replied. Lavi chuckled again and Allen joined him, pressing a kiss against his bandaged temple. "I really am happy that you're home."

"Me too."

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Their relationship was all about equality, although sometimes it seemed as if Lavi led more than he followed. Allen was fine with this. He liked it when Lavi held him. He enjoyed being tucked beneath the redhead's chin at night, wrapped in those arms. The silver-haired boy was fine to receive when Lavi took control and happy to have the redhead as his lover. But sometimes, and there were times, when the roles were reversed. Sometimes, Allen had to do the holding, the giving. The dominating.

"Allen…" Lavi gasped against his shoulder, his fingers clutching at Allen's back.

"Just relax," Allen murmured in his ear, in the same soothing voice that Lavi had used many times before.

"I know," Lavi replied. Allen could feel the muscles in his legs quivering with tension.

"You need to or else you might hurt yourself," Allen told him, then laughed lightly. "It's bad enough you're already limping."

"Leave me alone," Lavi grumbled.

"Don't be so grumpy," Allen said, his laugh hitching as he moved further inside his lover. Lavi's body tensed, but slowly eased, becoming accustomed to the intrusion.

"I'm not grumpy…" Lavi mumbled, with his arm still around Allen's shoulders. His injured shoulder was propped up on a fluffy pillow, the limb resting across Lavi's stomach so that he didn't overexert the muscles during their activities.

"You're right," Allen said, kissing his nose. The fingers of his left hand smoothed back Lavi's unruly hair with his right hand gripped his lover's uninjured leg and pulled it closer to his body. Allen felt himself reach deeper into Lavi than before. Heat gathered in his lower belly at the sight of Lavi beneath him, sprawled out with such a pleasured look upon his face.

"Allen…" Lavi moaned sweetly, his fingers digging into Allen's back they began to move. Allen tried his best to be gentle with his actions, knowing that Lavi was still hurting fresh from the battlefield. But in the end, when the heat became too great, Allen knew that the redhead was beyond comprehending the discomfort. It was so different from the usual manner they went about these escapades and Allen reveled in it. It was that feeling of being in control, but knowing that the person receiving the action was truly the one who held power. It was the feeling of force and temperature; the tingling up and down his spine; the movement of their hips together. It was the hard press of Lavi's erection against his stomach, the tight heat that engulfed his own length. It was the reversal of roles, the changing of tides, the taking of turns. It was sharing every feeling with Lavi and spilling forth the fruit of their labors. Just hearing Lavi's voice call out his name, his lover's body tense and clench around him, spasming, throbbing with nirvana, was enough to bring Allen to that same place of euphoria and satiation.

"Welcome home, Lavi," Allen said, holding him as they basked in their afterglow. Lavi was smiling sleepily, curled next to him with their bare legs intertwined. Allen had missed their contact so much while Lavi was away. He knew without a doubt that Lavi was the most important thing in his world, maybe even more than the war itself. For once in his life, Allen Walker was thinking about another path than what had been laid out for him. It had to do with that dream house by the ocean and a long life spent with the most wonderful person in his life. "I love you."

"I love you more," Lavi murmured cutely, kissing Allen's neck softly.

"I'll let you win," Allen replied, using Lavi's exact words from all those weeks ago as he pulled the blankets over them, "but just this once."

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Boo. Work made me un-creative.

One more to go!

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