Hands got tangled in his hair loosing the tie and dark locks fell around them like, curtaining off the light. Kanda's tongue stroked sharply Lavi's palate earning a hoarse groan. His jacket was rashly unbuttoned, unceremoniously pushed aside, and redhead started to nibble and lick the pale neck. Kanda struggled and lost the battle to hold back a moan when teeth not too gently bit on his trapezius – When did he manage to unbutton my shirt?

The hand that was attempting to unbuckle his belt was abruptly seized by a slender one.

Kanda caught Lavi's questioning gaze and smirked, lifted up the hand he was gripping and bit redhead's finger licking it slightly, then tugged at the leather glove with his teeth, taking off the garment and casually dropping it aside, again brought the hand to his mouth, stroking roughly with his tongue at the base of the fingers, and bit there, all the time withholding the heated gaze, searching for a reaction, feeling rather smug when Lavi tossed his head aside closing his eye and groaning loudly.

At the reminder of his much subdued mind – Not so loud, oh Gods, we are not alone at this train! – he hissed softly "Be quiet, idiot", but apparently redhead didn't care, for strong hands scratched at muscles of his back, pulling them closer, making their groins collide, and Kanda emitted a moan forgetting his own command. He snarled, hastily unzipped the other's jacked, pulled the shirt up and let his hands roam free, clawing the muscles underneath.

Somewhere far at the back of his mind he registered, mostly due to sudden darkness, that the train had probably entered a tunnel, hoping that the sound of clattering wheels echoing along the tunnel would be loud enough to muffle all the sounds they were making in the compartment. However all these thoughts became insignificant when they finally managed to unzip two pairs of pants and pressed their erections together.

Lavi was groaning something barely coherent in different languages, crying out louder when Kanda bit near the other's clavicle in attempts to silence his own moans. Just then he felt a gloveless hand wrap around both their erections stroking roughly, and discovered that biting harder to stay mute only resulted in Lavi crying louder in answer to sharper pained pleasure. This is madness.

Kanda licked other's jugular notch, felt him tremble, the stroking hand closed around them almost painfully, and Lavi arched up emitting a loud throaty cry, Kanda following his orgasm with his own, muffling a moan.

They lay panting and sprawled at the seat for indefinite period of time, Kanda grunted displeased when Lavi showed signs of inclination to move – The hell you want? I'm comfortable like this. – But the other only reached for his scarf and wiped them both clean, settling back as he was done.

Dark gaze lazily followed his sword, still driven in the back of the seat, wavering slightly in tact with the train, to the long shadow Mugen was casting, and wondered When the hell did this blasted train was out of the tunnel?

"I'll need a new scarf" said Lavi chuckling softly and looking at him so warmly that Kanda felt an answering smile threaten to appear.

The peaceful atmosphere was unexpectedly broken by a rude knock. They quickly tried to order their clothes, and as Lavi went to slide open the door, Kanda, trying not to think of his own state, took in redhead's flushed, disheveled appearance that easily gave away the nature of activities he had been participating in, and decided to resolve things the usual, use-proven method – he glared the coldest way he was capable of at whoever was suicidal enough to dare to break their tranquility. These happened to be two women – a more outraged looking older one and her younger companion. The older women looked at them with a disgusted look and started to boil up

"Бесстыдники, совсем срам потеряли! Я еле-еле смогла уложить детей спать, а тут такой шум!"(1).

At that Jr. only smiled politely and answered "Просим прощения, мадам"(2).

The lady gave them one last affronted glare, turned on her heels and stormed away, while the younger one looked them over, murmured "Моё купе – номер 12."(3) and left, swinging her hips a little.

Lavi closed the door, leaned on it sighing and looked at Kanda with a smile.

"What did they want?" the swordsman couldn't resist the urge to question.

"Well, the older one was angry we had awoken her children" Jr. scratched his nose.

"And the other?" – Not that I care.

Redhead give him a mischievous smile "Trust me, Yuu, you don't want to know."

Kanda was very glad the finders were to meet them at the station and not riding the same train.

Fin

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1. "You have lost all your shame! I barely managed to settle down my children to sleep, and you make such a noise!" (Rus.)

2. "We beg your pardon, madam." (Rus.)

3. "My compartment number is 12." (Rus.)

Text in italics represents Kanda's thoughts.

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Finita la comedia, that was mostly to my bemusement to write, but the author holds a hope you enjoyed reading it as well.