Trick or Treat
The room was a piece of art in itself. The bed, if it could be called that, was clearly designed with luxury in mind, piled high with the softest, thickest woolen comforters and lush extravagantly woven pillows. Vibrant multicolored veils of red and gold, arched upwards, disappearing somewhere in the hazy shadows of the ceiling. The air was rich with ambers and the heady scents of exotic perfumes. Everything about the room matched the thematic décor of the establishment and Kanda couldn't help but want to see Allen lain atop the silks, flushed the gorgeous pink of embarrassment and begging wantonly for release.
Shaking his head Kanda berated himself for letting his fantasies run away with him. They hadn't done much more than brief kissing, Allen usually pulling away before anything went further than that.
"Master Kanda," Allen said, voice sultry though slightly hesitant with undertones of submissiveness. Allen had never acted like this before and Kanda could only gape in wonder, thoughts not able to run in a coherent manner. Cobalt met silver as pale fingers threaded with Kanda's leading him over to the piles of sheets and cushions with a fluidity that seemed so very ethereal almost as if walking through a dream. Once seated Kanda watched with interest as Allen glided a few paces backwards before turning, his back facing Kanda along with the gorgeous expanse of creamy skin the navy haired male so desperately wanted to touch.
The music started as the lights dimmed drawing Kanda's attention to the softly glowing candles placed about the room. Kanda took note of the lethargic rhythm created by what sounded like real instruments, far removed from the main stream synthesized crap that Lavi was so fond of blasting. The low thrumming rhythm of a hand drum and the lazy swaying melody of a flute danced airily through the room.
Allen's movements were slow and languid, raising his hands into the air with his palms clasped together as if imploring some ancient god or goddess. The boy's eyes shut for a moment as he took in the music, the notes sinking into his body and the rhythm stirring in his soul.
Kanda's eyes were affixed to Allen, more specifically his hips as they rose and fell alternately in accordance to the beat. Arms bending gently, rolling at the shoulders and wrists turning enticingly, Allen turned a flattering flush staining his cheeks as he faced Kanda, torso and pelvis making tantalizing gyrations.
It had been clear to Kanda a while ago how good Allen was at acting but it was amazing to see the transition. From the loose challenging confidence to submissiveness and now the coy blush, Kanda couldn't deny he found it all to be rather arousing.
As the music sped up so did Allen, body contorting, twisting and bending in ways Kanda could have never imagined. A thin sheen of sweat glistened off Allen's body the pants he wore fluttering with his movements and the silver chain making the sweetest resonating jingle each time Allen pivoted his hips.
The dance was captivating, the haunting music and elaborate, complex movements almost made it seem like Allen had spectral partners dancing with him. It seemed more of a sensual ritual than a mere dance. Kanda found that it was impossible to draw his eyes away from the hypnotic rotations of Allen's pelvis, fighting the urge to jerk his growing arousal off at the sight.
Once the dance was over Allen composed himself, moving to stand in front of Kanda while wondering if he'd just made a serious mistake by performing for him. Allen was by no means looking for more of the man's wrath, which could be incurred for the stupidest of reasons. Even if he was used to arguing with the man everyday, he didn't want to be ridiculed or scoffed at after what he'd just done. He had risen to the challenge with little thought to the matter and only now was worried about the consequences.
Kanda stood and Allen raised his head, instantly enraptured by the desire he saw in the cobalt eyes he'd once thought could be nothing but frigid. He didn't know that Kanda was capable of making such gentle expressions, and it made him feel as though he were falling in love with him all over again. Allen stood stiff under Kanda's gaze, realizing in that moment that the desire in Kanda's eyes must have mirrored his own.
Kanda obligingly met Allen's lips with his own, having seen the need in the boy's eyes. He knew little of Allen's past but he knew the boy had a severe inferiority complex, about his disfigured arm, the snowy locks, the crimson scar running across the left side of his face and even the gorgeous silver orbs that were his eyes. Though Kanda often made quips about the boy's permanent smile, Kanda knew that it was just Allen's way of seeking acceptance and assuring himself that he belonged. No matter what he thought though, in Kanda's eyes, Allen was beautiful.
"You are far too tempting," Kanda whispered, wrapping one arm around Allen's waist, bringing the boy into a loose but close embrace. When Allen didn't pull away and rather leaned into his arms, Kanda became bolder, skimming his fingers down Allen's side, a light feathery caress that ended at the boy's mid thigh.
"Kanda," Allen murmured heart beating rapidly in his chest.
"What is it?" Kanda asked rubbing small circles at the small of Allen's exposed back.
"I…what does this mean to you?" Allen asked a vivid blush painting his features.
"You know as well as I do that I'm not the type of person to go spouting sweet nothings and making dramatic declarations of love," Kanda said seriously as he fixed his gaze on Allen.
"Of c-course, I just meant…" Allen looked away "never mind."
A smirk made its way to Kanda's face as he rested his chin on Allen's shoulder, warm breath ghosting over the boy's ear. "If you let me, I'd like you to be mine."
Allen pulled back, eyes wide as he searched Kanda's expression for any sort of mocking but found only sincerity and slight amusement in the man's stormy eyes.
"Kanda," Allen breathed smiling, heart swelling with joy.
"Don't do this for anyone else," Kanda said as he hooked a hand under Allen's knee hiking it up to his waist so that the boy's groin was pressed firmly up against Kanda's arousal. Allen gasped at the delightfully sinful pressure, knees going week as Kanda thrust his hips forward into his, hands shooting up to catch himself on the older male's shoulders.
"How far does my treat go?" Kanda asked as he pulled Allen's other leg up, the boy yelping as he was taken off balance hands instinctively hooking around Kanda's neck and legs wrapping around his waist to keep from falling.
"I…you…" Allen buried his face in Kanda's neck in his embarrassment as the older male sat back into the plush bed bring Allen down with him.
"You...me..." Kanda teased, "what is it Allen?" A shiver coursed through Allen at the way Kanda said his name, and then a smirk drew up his lips and the blush dissipated.
'Trick or treat, that's what this is right?'
"Treat?" Allen asked against the older male's ear pulling back to stare at the older male as innocently as possible, which wasn't a difficult feat for the younger boy. "What treat?"
Kanda gave Allen a questioning look, brows furrowing in mild confusion and hands falling to rest loosely at Allen's hips.
"My break is over," Allen said as he casually slid off Kanda's lap and headed towards the door.
Cobalt eyes widened in shock, Kanda openly gaping at the snowy haired boy who hadn't given him so much as a second glance as he walked to the door.
"Wait just a fucking minute," Kanda said standing, brows furrowing as he tried to compose himself, frustration growing as Allen slipped out into the hall.
"That damn brat," Kanda cursed as he stood and stormed out to see Allen already at the bar. Stalking over to the smaller boy Kanda opened his mouth to speak only for Allen to slip past him with the drinks in hand.
"What the fuck are you playing at?" Kanda snapped as he followed the boy as he snaked through the crowds of dancing people.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Kanda," Allen said side stepping the male who'd once again tried to block his path, before turning his attention to the customers, "sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Do you delight in pissing me off?"
"Kanda, I'm working right now and I'd appreciate it if you kept your voice down, you're disturbing the patrons," Allen said the pleasant smile on his face not faltering even the slightest; "I think you should leave."
"Fuck no, you didn't just say that," Kanda snapped.
"Come on now friend, it's time for you to go" Tyki said taking this moment to intervene on Allen's behalf.
"Touch me again and I swear you'll never be able to touch anything again," Kanda growled.
"Go home Kanda," Allen said firmly as he brushed past Kanda before heading over to the bar.
"Che," for once Kanda decided to listen to Allen, if he stayed he would surely hurt someone. With a final glare he turned on his heel and stormed out.
Kanda really couldn't comprehend what was going through Allen's head. One minute the boy was all but trembling in anticipation on his lap and the next he's acting like nothing had happened. Had Allen planned that from the start? Was his treat actually a trick in disguise? Kanda stalked down the streets, a dark cloud hanging over him as he returned to the busier residential areas where children were still out and running about in their costumes dragging bags topped to the brim with candy.
'That little brat is going to pa-' Kanda thought, everything coming to a screeching halt as he heard an all to familiar voice in the near distance.
"Yuu-chan!"
Kanda snapped his head up just in time to see an oncoming red blur as Lavi pounced on him.
"Baka Usagi, get off!" Kanda hissed as he punched Lavi in the jaw, successfully extricating himself form the male's arms.
"I thought you were going home?" Lenalee said as she too walked up to Kanda, stepping over the fallen redhead as if Lavi were some sort of inanimate object.
"Che," Kanda scoffed.
"Who shoved a stick up your ass?" Lavi asked rubbing his bruised jaw as he stood. "I mean you're naturally a bastard but this is ridiculous. You look like you're out to murder someone."
"Keep talking and I promise you can be the first," Kanda said.
"Yikes!" Lavi shot his hands up in a dramatic show of surrender as he slowly backed away from the fuming Japanese male and behind Lenalee – a place deemed by him to be the safest in the immediate area.
"Were you at Tiedoll's?" Lenalee asked, "you seem to be in a bad mood."
"No," Kanda muttered.
"Well do you want to come with us? We were heading to Jerry's," Lenalee offered.
"No," Kanda said casting an annoyed glare at Lavi.
"Oh ok," Lenalee sighed as Kanda walked away.
"Think it has something to do with Allen?" Lavi asked as soon as the navy haired male was out of earshot.
"I'd be shocked if it didn't," Lenalee said. "Those two are really something else."
"Yep, but the best part is that they think they're being so secretive," Lavi chuckled as the two continued on their way to Jerry's dinner for a snack that didn't come with red dye number four and yellow die number seven.
xXx
It was an hour to midnight when Allen finally dragged himself into his apartment, body completely exhausted. He'd been only a bit worried about whether or not he overdid it with Kanda; he was just teasing him a bit. He had expected Kanda to be pissed off, but such was normal between the. Allen laughed lightly, he had never seen Kanda's gape stupidly at something, or even stranger, someone.
A knock at his door tugged Allen from his hazy stupor as he stumbled over to answer it.
"Kanda, what are you doing here?" Allen asked in genuine shock as the man at his door.
"Hello to you too," Kanda said sardonically as he pushed Allen forward into the room and closed the door behind them.
"I thought you went home," Allen said.
"Why? Because you said so?" Kanda scoffed, "don't make me laugh Moyashi."
Allen simply pouted in response.
"Kanda, it's almost midnight, why are you here?" Allen asked after a few moments of uncomfortable silence.
"It's still Halloween you know," Kanda said offhandedly, ignoring Allen's question.
"Yes, I am aware of that," Allen said arching a brow inquisitively.
"Well I'm here to help you take off your costume," Kanda said with an air of superiority.
"Huh?" Allen seemed to have only gotten more confused.
"I don't have a costume Kanda," Allen said.
"You don't really expect me to believe that smile back there was real, do you?"
"Oh," Allen said recalling their earlier encounter and his teasing. "How do you hope to accomplish this feat?"
"That's easy," Kanda smirked as he beckoned Allen closer as if about to depart a secret, "I'm going to make you cry." Allen's eyes widened in disbelief at the words that had come out of Kanda's mouth and shot back a couple feet from Kanda as he eyed the male warily.
"Ka-"
Allen was cut off as he found himself pinned to the wall, calloused hands having a firm grip on the now sheet white boy.
"K-kanda, what are you doing?" Allen asked hesitantly as he felt a rough tongue licking a trial up from his collar bone to his jaw.
"I'm making good on my promise," Kanda said as he felt Allen's pulse quicken beneath his fingers.
"Kanda stop, this isn't funn-" Allen was cut off by lips against his own, harsh and demanding, nothing like before.
Allen was suddenly very afraid of Kanda, he'd never thought Kanda would try to force himself on anyone, but now that fingers were fiddling with undoing his belt and he was being forcibly silenced by the tongue probing about in his mouth Allen really didn't know what to think anymore.
Just as tears had begun to form in Allen's eyes Kanda's kiss became gentler, a familiar sensation, ripples of excitement stirring in Allen's heart.
"A trick for a trick," Kanda said as he pulled back from Allen, pressing a chaste kiss to the boy's cheek.
"Y-you mean…"
"Che, I don't know whether to be amused or insulted that you thought I'd actually force myself on you," Kanda said as he brushed a couple strands of snow white hair behind Allen's ear.
"You're such a bastard," Allen muttered leaning his forehead against Kanda's chest. "Stay here tonight."
"Another trick?" Kanda asked, a distinguished navy brow arching as emphasis to his suspicion.
"Only if you take it to mean something that it's not," Allen said smiling.
"Wouldn't dream of it," Kanda smirked hugging the smaller boy close, "I protect the things that belong to me."
End
A/N: Happy Halloween everyone!
Here it is, as promised, the second part of the Halloween special. I didn't really like how it turned out but I'm dead tired and I was out all day yesterday and will be out all day today. I'm going to head in for a nap now, hopefully get six hours or so (if I'm lucky).
Thank you to everyone who made a guess, I really enjoyed reading your thoughts. I hope the ending didn't disappointed anyone, if it did I apologize.
Anyway, thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed my works.
Comments are welcomed – they make me happy :)