6. Caged

"Allen," Lavi said while looking at me with a somewhat confused face. "Please tell me once again why we are in a cage together, but not making out or having incredibly hot s--" I cut him off by putting a hand over his mouth, sighing lightly and trying to control the amount of blush I left creep on my face, trying not to show how embarrassed I actually was.

"It's because you made a bet with Kanda that we'd get home on time and we didn't, Lavi. We did not get home because you wanted to have some.. 'fun' on your birthday, and so we were way too tired to go home that day. When you even made this bet with Kanda, I am not aware, but..." I stopped there because Lavi, as if he were trying to make our new relationship even more obvious, started groping me. 'I think I actually like it...' I continued in my mind.

However, because of this red-headed pervert's actions, I did not notice that there was a crowd of people that was slowly gathering around us. It was almost like a free show for them, I suppose. Although, I honestly don't know what they wanted to happen; I mean it's not like I was going to used the bars of the cage to pole dance, taking off my shirt and only wearing a bra that came from nowhere to cover up my torso. 'Although he would really enjoy being in this small space even more than he did now if I would do that, but that's currently not the point...'

"Hey Allen," Lavi chimed, and I looked at him with a questioning face. "You know, I would really enjoy seeing you take off that shirt, pulling out a random bra and--" I covered his mouth with my hand once more, not even sure why I removed it in the first place. A blush crept onto my face, but my almost impossible to kill smile stayed there. I was actually feeling a little bit creeped out by the fact that he practically knew what I was thinking at every moment. He tried licking my hands to get me to move them, but I was being stubborn and so they stayed where they were and there was immense pleasure tingling through me by that time.

I looked shyly at Lavi, but it was also slightly... seductive. "Seriously Allen, are you trying to make me want to attack you, here and now? Because I will, I promise," he said, and smirked at me. I looked at him, trying not to show that his words were actually starting to sound good to me. "But then again, you'd enjoy it, wouldn't you?" he asked me, and I twitched. "See? I knew you would," he said, and I glared at him.

A short pause happened, and then I finally figured out what I wanted to say. "I just want to know how you do it," I said, and then I face-palmed. "Uh, I didn't mean it like that.. Although, if you want to show me how you do it, I would be happy to participate..." I thought about what I said, slowly and then removed my hand from my face just so that I could face-palm. Again. "Wow, that was slightly... perverse, considering my character," I said, and frowned lightly.

"So," Lavi started. "How do you plan on getting us out of here?" he asked, giving me a questioning look. I looked at him and blinked. 'Did he seriously just ask me that?' I asked in my head.

"And why, do tell," I started. "Do I have to get us out of here? It's not my fault we're in here in the first place. Let me remind you that you're the one that got us locked in this cage in the first place. You and your stupid bet." I frowned, and shook my head in a disapproving manner. I wasn't quite sure why Lavi would want to get out of here anyway. The crowd died down, and that meant that I could do what he earlier suggested without completely destroying my reputation.

"Well, it's because you're like, awesome and stuff! Other than that, I just can't think of any good, logical ideas," Lavi said, and I laughed hysterically.

"Never stopped you before," I commented.

"What?"

"Nothing." I paused. "I said nothing."

"Right. Of course you didn't. So anyway," Lavi started randomly stripping, starting with his shirt. "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts," the red-head sung, and slowly pulled his shirt over his hunky, manly, awesome, eye rapeable, hot, broad, muscled, shiny, sweaty, gay, legal, coconut scented, eighteen-year-old chest. Woah, for fuck's sake, did I actually just think that? Yes. Yes I did. Moving on.

At seeing Lavi randomly strip, I had the urge to randomly strip. Hooray stripping. I swear, Lavi was starting to rub off on me. After we were both completely stripped of our clothing, we had hot, sweaty, sexy, awesome, spectacular, omega super, totally not innocent, caged, erotic, heavy, loving, lustful, romantic, steamy, stimulated mansex.

LOL. WHAT. WAS. THAT? That was pure, pure, pure, totally innocent Laven. Right there. Uh-huh. I'm so sleep deprived, and uh, my elbow is swollen at the moment and it's hard to type. I hope you guys love me for this. I really do.