A/N: So...sorry about the delay and all. this one took some time to get out, especially with it being finals week. Oh my god, the stress is insane, isn't it? And again you should be studying! And so should I but stress leads to lemons! I do see a little one shot of stress relief though. maybe with Wiru and Ronnie. they need some love too! Anyone up for a potential Christmas special with Will and Ronnie?

"Come on Alan, let's get out of here! We've got the weekend off so let's celebrate!" Eric grinned and pulled Alan into a headlock, ruffling his hair. He couldn't wait to get away from William and Grell's awkwardness, Ronald's weird behaviours and the other faceless buggers they worked with. Alan managed to pull out of the headlock and straightened out his hair and attempted to straighten out his suit as well. "Why don't we stop off and change first though, huh? I want to get out of this suit,"

"Y-you mean, at my place? Like together?" Eric stared at him for a moment and nodded slowly. He remembered leaving some of his clothes at Alan's place so hopefully he wouldn't reject.. "I um, sorry. My place is a mess though, are you sure you won't mind?"

"Of course I don't mind. Al, you've seen my place at it's worst, you really think it'll bother me? So, whaddaya say? Dinner then drinks and then we'll go from there?" Alan bit his lip and swallowed hard, he'd heard Eric use that line multiple times in the Glasses Department, even directed to Thomas more than once. Now he saw why Eric always had so many dates on the weekend, that smirk and his tone...they were insane. He shook his head and smiled a bit, running a hand through his hair.

"Is this in exchange for spending Christmas with me?"

"Well, Christmas isn't for another week...but yes. Now let's get out of here," Alan smiled and linked arms with his partner as they walked, discussing where they could go for drinks. The human world was rather limited most of the time, the shinigami realm on the other hand had an extremely varied assortment. Considering how well Eric knew him, it would most likely be the main hang out of the geeky little honour students. Not like he could help it, he got discount drinks for being in collections. There of course was the occasional kid trying to become a writer or something there. "I'd suggest we hurry though, I made reservations," Alan stared at him. Since when was this a date?

"You don't make reservations unless it's a fancy night out or something,"

"It doesn't have to be fancy. It could just be that I'd rather take you somewhere nice instead of just a random diner,"

"Ronald...do you have any idea how hard it can be to break the influence of a demon? If you wait long enough it can be impossible to break," Ronald looked up from twiddling his thumbs, what in the world was Will talking about? Maybe it was his weird fits he'd had? They'd started to become more clear and...way intense. Every time that demon came near he literally became a pile of goo. Though he'd noticed William becoming just as adamant in his efforts. By now usually he'd be so deep in his paperwork that nothing else was important or he'd be back with Grell. "And I've concluded there's only one way to remedy that..."

"Boss? I don't understand what you mean...I'm fine, honest!" He blinked when William stood up and walked around to him. Ronald stood as he advanced and backed up against the wall, gasping as William grabbed his arms and pinned him down. "B-boss? Are you-"

"Shut up, Knox. I'm going to prove to you that some filthy demon has nothing on a reaper like me..." Ronald opened his mouth again only for William press against him and kiss him hard. For a moment he was completely shocked but then he relaxed and kissed him back, closing his eyes. His brain had become foggy again in no time he shifted slightly, pulling his arms loose and wrapping them around his neck. William pulled away slightly and smirked, sliding a hand into Ronald's hair, "Believe me yet, Knox? Or do I still need to convince you?"

"I uh...could I get another example...?" He chuckled slightly as William pulled his hair a bit and pulled him in for another kiss, this time unbuttoning the blond's shirt slightly and sliding the cold leather from his gloves along his bare chest, making him shiver. When he pulled away once more both of their glasses had started to fog up, which was rather clever since Will's eyes had glazed over.

"How's that Knox?"

"Buuuuuut Eriiiiiic, I dun wanna go home yet!" Eric looked over at the brunette and giggled, watching him sway slightly and rub his eyes. It really wasn't often that Alan went out for drinks. Considering that he'd had straght beer made it even more strange. This place though had some of the best beer in London, and they were wanting to partake. Surprisingly Alan was more than excited to try it and after one and a half pints, he was instead sitting up right next to Eric, clinging to his arm and nuzzling his neck gently. "Let's go tooooooooo...um...what was I sayin'?"

"You said you didn't want to go home but you wanted to go somewhere..." He looked down at Alan and smiled a bit, he wasn't anywhere near as drunk as Alan but he was still rather tipsy, and slightly more coherent. He glanced back and picked up his third pint for the evening, looking around and back to Alan when he felt his tie being fiddled with. "What are you doing, Alan?"

"Your tie's so sparkly~! It's really prettyyyy, and...and...I wanna go back to your place! Let's go back to yours and bake somethin'~. Like cheesecake! Your pumpkin cheesecake is the bestest!" Eric grinned and rested his head on top of Alan's. Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea...Alan was five seconds away from being an incoherent mess, he could only imagine the hangover he'd have in the morning.

"You really wanna get out of here, Al? Go make cheesecake or somethin' like that?" Alan perked up and nodded eagerly, still clinging to Eric's arm and fiddling with his tie still. "Come on, darling let's get you home to rest alright? You need to let go of my arm..." Alan pouted but let go anyway, slowly getting to his feet and hanging onto the table while he waited for Eric. The blond draped an arm over his shoulders and smiled. "Come on, let's go get you comfy," Alan grinned and nodded, leaning against Eric again.

"Eeeerrriiiicccc...I think I might have a problem~..."

"What? Are you having an attack? Just relax! We'll take you home and let you rest!"

"Kiiiind oooof~ I'll tell you a secret..."Alan giggled and pulled him down slightly, still swaying a little. He slid his fingers through Eric's hair and nipped his earlobe, blowing into his ear gently and making the blond shudder.

"A-Alan...you n-need rest...come on..." Alan whimpered slightly but stayed still, pulling on Eric's hair slightly as he blew into his ear again.

"Don't tell Eric...but I'm crazy for him~" He grinned like an idiot and pulled the blonds hair harder, making him groan and hold onto him . "You don't even know Mister~, he's got this...swagger about him and it's like...ooooohhhhh, and he's so warm and muscular...Sometimes I wish he'd just-"

"Alan, please. You're making me crazy...now we're getting the hell home, right now!" He smirked and picked Alan up to carry him the rest of the way to his flat. The brunette squeaked and started giggling, clinging to his partner and nuzzling his neck. Eric looked around quietly as he made his way to his flat. It was closer than Alan's anyway and his bed was much larger. He almost dropped his small partner when he felt a pair of lips on his neck. "A-Alan...? What are y-you doing?"

"I want you, Eric~ right now. I don't think I can hide that anymore...your walk and that voice and the way your hair gets all messed up when you do your paperwork...it's maddening and I can't take it..." Eric shivered and swallowed hard, trying his hardest to remain composed while Alan was attacking his neck, almost dropping him again when he nipped just above his collarbone. "Didn't know it was such a long walk..."

"It's not. We're going back to mine, it's closer th—dear God, Alan! You're gonna kill me...!" he shook his head slightly and stopped when he reached the building. "Come on, you need to do a bit of walking now, dear. Just up the steps for me?" He ran his fingers through Alan's hair and opened the door for him, fiddling around for his keys while Alan held onto the wall on his way in, grabbing Eric's hand once he'd made it and swaying a little, falling onto the steps with a giggle as he pulled the blond with him, both hitting the steps and laughing.

"Whoops~! Guess I'm just a little clumsy, hmm?" They both laughed as Alan pulled Eric closer, rubbing their noses together for a moment. Eric pulled away and adjusted his glasses, looking down at the brunette before leaning down again to kiss him softly without even thinking about it. He'd expected Alan to push him away in an instant, which he probably would have if he were sober, but alcohol is quite amazing, isn't it? He'd already heard somewhere in his rambling that Alan really did have feelings for him to some degree, lucky for him since Alan wrapped his arms around his neck and pushed up slightly to deepen the kiss. Eric slid his arms around Alan's waist and pulled him close, purring softly as he slid his tongue along the smaller man's bottom lip, half expecting to be pushed away at any moment. Instead of that, he felt something nudge his feet, over and over until he pulled away and growled at the person, causing Alan to whine.

"What?" Eric looked over his shoulder and glared flaming daggers at whoever had the audacity to interrupt them.

"While I appreciate the knowledge that your libido is very obviously functioning, I would prefer your sexual encounters be somewhere other than my stairwell. If you please?" The blond stared at the superintendent for a moment then nodded, standing and pulling Alan to his feet. "If you could keep such escapades behind the door of your flat, that would be preferable,"

"O-of course...sorry," He ran a hand through his hair and pulled Alan up the stairs with him. "Hate that woman...Now where were we?" Alan giggled softly and pulled Eric in for another kiss once they'd hit one of the floors, leaning against the wall. He slid his hands up the blonds chest and under his coat and blazer, pushing them both off of his shoulders. He moaned softly into the kiss and pushed his tongue into Alan's mouth, trying like hell to keep his hands at Alan's waist with no luck. Maybe it would be a good idea for them to keep going onto his flat, if it weren't for another damned flight of stairs. He was cursing mentally but thought moving about would be a good idea, lest they be caught by the super again, of course he wasn't willing to pull away when he did but he quickly made up for that by grabbing his coat and pulling Alan up the stairs as he went for the brunette's neck mercilessly, kissing and nipping with a passion.

"E-Eric...ow!" He winced as the blond pinned him to a door none too gently, pulling open the buttons on his vest and shirt to nip a path down his chest. Alan gasped softly and threaded his fingers into Eric's hair, tilting his head back as he shivered, trying not to whimper with Eric's cold fingers on his skin. "Y-your hands are f-freezing..."

"Oi! What's going on out—Alan?" Thomas forced his door open and sent the two away, staring at them. "What the hell are you two doing?"

"None of your business, kid. Bugger off!"

"I think it is my business, you two were five seconds away from having my best friend against my door! So tactless..." Eric threw him a rather rude gesture and pulled Alan to the end of the hall, practically swearing when it wouldn't unlock properly. Finally he got door open and dragged the brunette inside, throwing his coat to the side and practically tearing at Alan's.

"W-wait a minute..." Eric glared at him and pulled his glasses off, setting them by his keys. He'd better not be backing out now. Oh if that little bugger started preaching...well, then again at this point he had a plethora of better uses for Alan's mouth to say the least. He was about to open his mouth again but Eric pinned him to the door and began nipping and sucking at his earlobe, sliding one of his hands down his body and making him squirm. "Nnngh, you're so cruel Mr. Slingby..." Eric stopped and stared at him silently, a smirk crossing his face as Alan finally realised what that weird look in Eric's eyes was.

"Mr. Slingby, eh...? You haven't called me that in years," he grabbed Alan's hair and yanked his head back slowly, attacking his neck with a passion. Alan hadn't been expecting it entirely even though a rather mass amount of his fantasies seemed to involve using that title. "Now what brings about such a usage? Hmmm?" He raised an eyebrow and sucked on a very sensitive area of his neck, making Alan moan like a cheap whore. The blond growled softly and ripped Alan's shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere. "Glasses. Off, Humphries," Alan jut stared at him in silence, more than willing after Eric began to rub one of his nipples gently, taking the other one into his mouth.

"Aaaahhh, Eric...please...no more. Bedroom, now! I'm begging you! I really can't take it...!" He arched his back and moaned loudly, pulling Eric's hair as the blond slowly dragged his teeth along his nipple. His philosophy about being with another was more or less completely melted away and with Eric pulling off his glasses and massaging his side...well perhaps maybe being with another man wasn't so bad. As long as it was his charming blond mentor of course. He shook his head slightly and looked back at Eric, making quick work of his shirt and tossing it onto the sofa. He swallowed when he got a proper look at Eric's torso, he wasn't overly muscular by the look of it, though he was rather strong regardless of that. There were a few scars here and there as well, some nastier than others, a tattoo on his arm he was guessing. It didn't look terribly fancy, just a dragon curled into a ball by the look of it, "Wow..."

"Enjoying the show, Humphries?" Alan merely cocked his head to the side as Eric pulled him close again. Alan purred softly and arched his back as the blond gently ran his nails down his chest.

"Ooooooohhhhhh...Eric please...I need you..."

"Oh? And how bad do you need it? Why don't you tell me?"Alan stared at him and slid his fingers through his hair, pressing their foreheads together and licking his lips. So he wanted to know, he was really curious about those insane fantasies he's been having for so long? Well maybe not all of them but perhaps at least one. He perked his head up slightly as Eric nudged him, motioning upwards. "Take a look..." there was...why was there mistletoe hanging from Eric's door? "You know what that means, right Al?" The brunette shook his head and Eric smirked, pulling Alan's shirt off and throwing it to the side before crashing their lips together again. Alan moaned into the kiss and dug his nails into the blonds hips, barely registering their movements.

Alan didn't really register the change in orientation until both he and Eric fell back against the bed. It wasn't until then that he realised Eric had a small bit of hair on his chest as well. How could he not notice though? Not that it bothered him of course especially with the blonds hands sliding down his back. He pulled away slightly and returned to Eric's neck, nipping and sucking gently as the older shinigami slid his hands into Alan's back pockets and squeezed, Alan bit down hard and groaned softly at the feeling, hardly realising that he ground his hips down until Eric tilted his head back.

"Jesus...You're going to make me insane..." He groaned and pulled his hands from the brunette's pockets, lacing their fingers together as they rolled over and rocked his hips against Alan's, almost certainly pinning him to the bed and reducing him to a whimpering puddle of mush. This was nothing new for Eric, really. Although he'd not had a partner so receptive, that might be because of the alcohol though, but it was such a relief to have Alan writhing and moaning under him in the flesh finally, tipsy or otherwise. He swallowed hard and without hesitating and made short work of Alan's trousers, tossing them of into some corner of the room. Alan shivered at the air some and arched into Eric's touch while he slid his hand down, stopping between them and rubbing his length through his boxers slowly.

"Nnnngh, Eric you tease~ can't you just-" he was cut off by a loud moan as Eric squeezed him and blew into his ear.

"Can't I just what?" He smirked and licked his ear slowly, squeezing again and drawing out a lewd moan from the brunette.

"Y-you...Please...I want you...i-inside me..." Eric chuckled and sat back for a moment, pulling off his trousers and underwear as quickly as he could and throwing them to the side. Alan squinted a little and bit his lip when the blond slid down his own boxers, being terribly slow about it.

"Try that again...and tell me what you really want this time..."Alan shuddered, tilting his head back. Eric's voice was low and husky, almost covering him like liquid velvet. Was he asking him to swear?

"I-I...mmmh..." He trailed off when he felt Eric's heated skin against his, kissing and biting his neck while he waited for answer. "Please...Eric...I need you..." he pulled back and raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you staring at? I want you to fuck me, Eric! Please, I want you to make me yours and make damn sure everyone else knows it! Please? I'm begging you!"

Eric pulled back and stared at him for a moment, amazed at the fact that Alan actually swore. Quiet, calm, soft spoken, Alan Humphries actually...cursed? The brunette swallowed and bit his lip, more than certain that Eric would force him out. Instead, he crawled down Alan's body and slid his tongue along his length, making him grab the sheets in his fists and buck his hips. Eric closed his eyes and pointed to the side table, hoping Alan would see and grab the small vial of oil. Until then, he took the brunette into his mouth and moaned softly around him. He pulled away and got up to feel around for it, swearing when he didn't see it.

"Back in a moment my dear..." He kissed the top of Alan's head and slipped out of the room, returning a few moments later with the vial. "Got it..." purring as he climbed onto the bed again, stopping when he heard Alan's breathing deep and steady unlike shallow and ragged when he left. He stirred a bit and Eric ran a hand through his hair, getting up again and slipping back out of the room again. "Kid always could fall asleep fast..."