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Addiction
Allen Walker was going through withdrawal- he was feeling anxious, restless, irritable, was having difficulty concentrating and falling asleep at night; his heart was racing, he was sweating, his muscles were tense, and at times he had difficulty breathing. Currently, it was well past midnight- dawn fast approaching- and the young man was laying in bed, unable to think for he was craving it, craving his addiction.
The young exorcist leaned over the side of his bed, checking to make sure Link was asleep. Once he was sure it was safe, Allen silently climbed out of bed and exited the room. He began walking through the halls of the Order, knowing exactly where he wanted to go. He had walked the same route many times to get to that room. Stopping outside the door Allen hesitated before knocking softly. What if the person inside wasn't awake? He waited for several minutes until he sighed softly, turning back around to leave when there was no answer. He had walked a few steps before he heard a voice calling out to him. "Oi. Where do you think you're going? Don't you want to come in?"
Allen spun around before a feeling of relief spread through him. He would finally be able to get what he so desperately needed. The white haired teen quickly turned back around and walked into the room that was now open to him. As soon as the door was closed, the other occupant was pushed against the door, a tongue in his mouth and the younger exorcist pressed firmly against him.
Kanda let out a muffled noise of surprise and managed to pry the other exorcist off of him after several moments. "Where did that come from?" he asked, raising a quizzical eyebrow. He gazed at the smaller teen, who was shaking and staring up at him with lust in his eyes.
"Kanda…I-I want….I need…" Allen looked away, feeling a blush rising on his cheeks.
"You need what?" Kanda asked.
Allen let out a desperate noise that sounded like a cross between a moan and a whine. Too embarrassed to say what he wanted, he pressed himself against the dark haired male again lightly grinding his hips against him and moaning softly at the contact.
Quickly overcoming the initial surprise, Kanda wrapped his arms around Allen's slender waist and pressed their bodies even closer together. He leaned down and captured the other's lips in a passionate kiss, tongues battling for dominance. Allen was grinding their hips together, desperately seeking the friction he craved; his entire body felt hot, feverish.
After several more minutes the older boy pulled away from the kiss, pushing his lover onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and hovered over top of the other. As they continued to kiss, Kanda reached into the bedside table and pulled out the item he was looking for. With a smirk, he used to handcuffs to secure the younger teen's hands to the bed. Realizing what had happened, Allen let out a gasp of surprise and began tugging at his hands.
"Kanda! Let me go!"
"I don't think so, Moyashi," the older boy smirked even wider, eyeing the boy beneath him. "I'm going to make you scream."
Allen laid in Kanda's bed, body limp and completely exhausted. His hands were still cuffed to the bed, but he didn't seem to care. The older boy returned from the adjoining bathroom with a washcloth to clean him up. Once he had finished his task, Kanda dropped the washcloth on the floor and removed the handcuffs from his lover.
As the Japanese teen climbed into bed and pulled the smaller male closer to himself, he asked, "So why exactly did you feel the need to wake me up in the middle of the night right after I got back from a mission, instead of just waiting until morning?"
"Because I'm addicted to you."
A/N: Today's is short. I was going to write this wonderful, long lemon, but when I got there I decided not to. XD So now I'm thinking that maybe sometime after Yullen Week is over I will go back and add some stuff in. XD Despite all of that, I hope you liked it! Reviews make me a happy author (and keep me going this week) so let me know what you think!