THE CAVE: CONTINUUM
Part Twenty-Four
It has been a little less than a week since Allen and Kanda had discovered the cozy house across the bridge – the house they now consider their home.
Kanda had helped Allen in cleaning out the dusty, stale smelling house and has left Allen to the task of painting the rooms, which the younger white-haired teen agreed to joyfully. What the hell his lover finds so enjoyable in rolling paint on a wall is beyond him.
He's just glad he could finally get outside and clean up the grounds around the house. The flower beds in the front of the house had been taken over by weeds. Kanda has been working in the beds for the last couple of days. He gets more satisfaction from transforming the desolate grounds back into a blooming, healthy landscape than smelling paint fumes. Standing back he admires his hard work.
"Kanda, I don't know how you do it, but it is absolutely breathtaking what you have done out here," Allen says, proud of his husband and walks over to where he has finished the last of his weeding. He plants a kiss on his husband's lips and Kanda wraps an arm around Allen's waist.
"This kind of work is very meditative for me. It lets me stop worrying about you," Kanda says, looking down at Allen with a smirk.
"Please, you don't have to worry about me. I'm more than capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much," Allen jokes, giving one of his warm smiles to Kanda which makes his heart flutter.
"Yes, I know you are, but I'm still worried about someone else, if you get my drift," Kanda says, soberly.
"Let's not think about that right now. You need to take a break and rest. I have a morning snack ready for you," Allen says, wrapping his arms around Kanda's neck, bringing him down into a passionate kiss.
"Hmm, want kind of snack do you have ready? Perhaps you?" Kanda asks, his eyes turning a smoldering blue.
"Actually, I have food, but I could fit you into my busy painting schedule," Allen says, flirting with his husband.
"Well then, let's go eat dessert first," Kanda's voluptuous voice captivates Allen's full attention.
"They say it's improper to eat dessert first, but I love being scandalous with you," Allen coos back.
Kanda thought about taking his lover's hand and dragging him inside, but instead sweeps Allen off his feet and carries him to their bedroom, practically tossing him down on the bed with a devilish look in his eyes. Foreplay never enters either of their minds and went directly for the forbidden fruit.
He rolls off Allen, his heart racing from his intense orgasm that Allen always satisfies him with, and Allen sighs heavily, totally sedated in bliss from the deep passion Kanda has for him. Once they regain their strength, they dress and walk out into the kitchen to eat what Allen had prepared for their afternoon snack.
"Kanda we really need to lift that futon up off the floor. It's a long ways down when you drop me onto our bed," Allen complains, rubbing his back side.
"Yes, but when we get rolling around it's less of a drop to the floor," Kanda teases, giving Allen his sexy smile where his lips curl up in one corner.
"You're hopeless," Allen says, grinning, and sits down at the table to eat, Kanda joining him.
"I'm going to start scraping the sides of the house to brush on a fresh coat of paint to prevent the wood from rotting," Kanda says to Allen, holding his hand as they discuss what they have left to do before moving in.
"Well, I finished the rooms in back and now I'll start out here. When I finish the painting and we put the furniture back into the rooms, I think we'll be ready to move in," Allen says, excited about their upcoming move into their fresh clean home.
"I guess once we finish with our outside, we could clean up the landscape at the main house seeing we have to look at it once and a while," Kanda says, his mind already forming plans for the landscape that they will be looking at.
"How has your rib been feeling, Bean Sprout?" Kanda asks, noticing Allen's been favoring it once in a while.
"It's better. It only hurts when I move a certain way, but other than that it's been fine. Don't worry Kanda, I won't over work myself so I'm laid up," Allen says. He has been careful so it will heal and to be in good health because when Rouvelier shows up he'll need all his strength.
"Alright, just take it easy and call for me if you need anything moved that's heavy, you hear me Bean Sprout?" Kanda says, firmly and seriously. Allen nods his head yes and Kanda kisses him and goes back outside to work.
Before Allen starts painting in the main part of the house he finishes cleaning up his mess in the other rooms. When he had taken the pictures off the walls to paint he didn't like some of them. He thought he would switch these pictures with the ones he liked from the main house. So, he gathers the pictures he wants to replace and leans them on the wall near the door.
"Kanda, I'm going over to the main house to switch some pictures. Could you give me a hand or are you too busy," Allen asks loudly, not really wanting to interrupt Kanda's work.
Kanda had thought about saying he's too busy, but he still worries about Rouvelier showing up and decides it would be better to go with him – just to be safe. Inside, Kanda helps Allen with the pictures to take to the main house and then they walk over together.
Once there, Allen sets to work taking down the pictures he wants as the replacements then hanging the ones he didn't like at their place.
"Kanda, I've been meaning to show you something since we last saw Tiedoll," he says, taking Kanda's hand and leads him upstairs to their bedroom.
Allen goes over to his travel case and pulls out the roll of paper he had tried to keep dry during their journey here. He sits on the bed and pats the space next to him, Kanda sits. Allen unrolls the sketch Tiedoll had done of the two of them sleeping.
"Tiedoll did this sketch while we were recovering from the Stone Warriors battle. Isn't it beautiful? I'm not sure why he put it in my coat pocket, but that's where I found it and put it in my travel case to show you later. I'd love to frame it for our bedroom, what do you think?" Allen explains, unrolling the beautiful sketch of the two of them.
Kanda seems taken aback as he takes the sketch from Allen's hands and looks at it more closely. Tiedoll had captured not only their exhaustion, but the love that radiates from them as well. He feels a lump form in his throat as he gazes at the sketch and how the two of them look together; peaceful in each other's arms, looking perfect together, just like they feel inside.
"Yes, we'll frame it and hang it in our bedroom. I'll look around for a frame that might fit it, if not I'll make one," Kanda says, still gazing at the sketch. He turns to look at Allen.
"You really do love me, don't you? It's written all over your face in the sketch – your love for me. We look perfect together, Bean Sprout, just like we always tell each other," he says, seeing the proof of their love right before his eyes. It touches his heart.
"Silly, of course I love you," Allen whispers. Picking up the pendent he had given to Kanda and rubs it between his fingers.
"That's why I gave this to you because you touch the deepest part of me no one else will ever reach," Allen says quietly, tears streaming down his face.
Kanda gathers his husband into his arms as profound feelings explode inside of him, humbling him, grateful for the perfect partner he has found to share his life. The emotions are so consuming he feels like the breath has been knocked out of him.
They hold each other, sharing a bond that need not be spoken because it is deeply communicated by both, silently. They curl up on the bed together still holding one another, almost afraid to let go, not wanting to lose this intimate moment.
"I do love you very much, Allen," Kanda whispers to his husband placing a kiss on his lips.
"I love you just as much, Yu," Allen whispers back, tightening his hold. There is something eerier in the air, like a premonition of something about to happen – soon.
"Yu …," Allen starts to say, his voice quivering.
"Yes Allen, I feel it too," Kanda says knowing Allen is feeling this strange aura around them.
"Let's not worry about it, but be aware of what's happening around us, okay?" Kanda asks gently, not wanting to alarm Allen.
"Sure … kiss me Kanda, I feel scared inside," Allen says quietly, his body shaking. Kanda's warm lips press against his husband's and hugs him tighter also feeling the chill in the air. Their kisses become more intense as the fear grips the both of them. Kanda pulls away first.
"Let's get these back over to the house. It'll be dark soon and we might as well put things away and begin again tomorrow. What do you say?" Kanda asks, lightly kissing his husband.
"Okay." Allen agrees releasing Kanda and gets up off the bed.
Downstairs they gather the pictures taking along the sketch Tiedoll had done of the both of them. Once they are back to their house they stow away their equipment.
When they return to the main house for the night Kanda wants to lift Allen's spirits, to remove the feelings of doom they had felt earlier. He cooks a dinner for them and brings the food out to the screen sitting area. They will eat by candlelight. Kanda even found some candle holders he has placed on the bridge and around the hot spring making a romantic evening for the two.
Allen has been upstairs cleaning up their room and gathering clothes that will need washing tomorrow morning before he starts painting the main part of their house.
"Bean Sprout, dinner is ready," Kanda shouts up the stairway.
"I'll be right down," he hollers back, throwing the clothes in his hands onto the pile then tramples down the stairs. He smiles at Kanda when he hits the bottom and starts for the dining room.
"Don't go in there," he says quickly, stopping Allen from walking any further.
"Why?" Allen asks, stopping in his tracks, turning to look at Kanda.
"Close your eyes, it's a surprise for you," Kanda says with a slight grin. He walks over to Allen, taking his hands he leads him through the dining room and out onto the screen area.
"Keep them close, Bean Sprout."
"Okay, I am," Allen replies, wondering what Kanda has in store for him.
"You can open them now," Kanda says, excitement in his voice.
"Oh Kanda it's beautiful! You did all this for me?" Allen asks, tears welling in his eyes. Allen feels Kanda's arms wrap around his waist and the warmth of his chest on his back.
"Yes, for you," Kanda says, the amour thick in his voice.
"I think you have developed a soft spot for me," Allen teases, leaning back further into his husband's chest, holding Kanda's arms that are around him while he kisses and sucks on his neck.
"Yes, I have. After dinner we'll have sake wine in the hot spring. How does that sound?" Kanda coos into his lover's ear, nibbling on it.
"Hmm, sounds delightful," Allen whispers, smiling. He closes his eyes to enjoy another precious moment with his loving husband.
Dinner is delicious and Allen has no idea where Kanda's cooking skills comes from, but he can take mundane food and turn it into something worth eating. Allen gazes over at his lover watching the warm amber candlelight flicker on his beautiful face. 'He's all mine,' Allen thinks, 'he's in love with me, no one else and that body of his … hmm belongs to me,' Allen thinks dreamily, his pants tightening.
Kanda feels Allen's eyes on him and looks away from the serene sight of candlelight outside the screened area. His gaze moves to something even more pleasing to his eyes, his husband. The candlelight sparkles in Allen's eyes, those soft silvery eyes he feels undressing him.
Both have been insatiable in their coupling, only wanting more of each other shortly after. There's this feeling inside both of them to take what they can from each other, bath in it, and rejoice in their love for each other - just in case - something happens to one of them. The feeling gnaws at them daily while they wait for the calm to cease and battle to begin. They dread what could lie ahead for them.
"Ready for a dip Bean Sprout?" Kanda's sexy voice vibrates throughout Allen's body, tantalizing him.
"Yes," Allen breathes out softly, lost in Kanda's sultry smoldering eyes.
Kanda gets up and walks over to his lover. He extends his hand down to Allen which he takes and Kanda helps him up off the cushion and leads him outside to the hot spring that awaits them. On the ground are towels and their kimonos for after their bathing.
He turns facing Allen their eyes lock looking tenderly at each other. Their fingers fumble with buttons, snaps and zippers. Shirts off, they slowly pull their pants down, exposing their stiff erections, tossing their pants aside.
Together they sit on the edge of the pool. Kanda slides in, turning around placing his hands on Allen's sides gently lifting him as if he were a feather, bringing him down into the hot water, embracing him. Kanda finds the seats that are built into the stone wall and sits with Allen on his lap.
A bottle of sake and two full glasses of wine sit on the stone patio floor within reach. Kanda takes one and hands it to Allen and then takes the other. They gaze lovingly at each other.
"Here's to our new home, our marriage, and to loving each other for the rest of our lives," Kanda toasts, clicking Allen's glass. Never taking their eyes from each other they drink to themselves, for God knows they deserve it.
They sit like this: drinking, softly talking and sharing their adventures about traveling to this place. Kanda shares things Allen never knew and he shares his secrets with Kanda that have been hidden deep in his soul. The topics change to happier times together and Allen's soft laughter lightly floats across the pond.
Hearing the ring of Allen's joyous sounds, Timcanpy flies over, quietly landing on a rock, grinning at his masters.
Allen's smiles and his laughter bring happiness to Kanda's heart for he thought he would never experience this with another person. His giggles and chuckles are contagious as Kanda joins him in laughter. Allen had allowed Kanda to be who he is and now Allen celebrates with this wonderful caring man who had stopped hiding behind his angry mask to love him.
They have made love many times, but this evening is special. The causal way they are enjoying one another's company, being playful, and uninhibited, just makes this night seems different – perfect.
Their eyes lock onto one another's again and they kiss tenderly in the candlelight never wanting this evening to end. They are in their own illustrious moment and no one could ever take that away from them. Tender touches are added to gentle kisses, heightening their awareness of each other's needs. Allen slowly moves to sit on Kanda to allow him access to him.
They move together slowly and deliberately sharing in the pleasures of their bodies. It's intense, erotic, and tantalizing all in one. The hot water seduces their sensitive skin as it gently washes over them while their hands touch and caress silky velvety skin. They move in rhythm with each other, increasing their rocking motion until they escalate to the point their orgasms is one of bright lights bursting and currents of electricity zinging through them both, uniting and bonding them even stronger together as a couple.
Their lovemaking is reaching a new level of enlightenment of their relationship. They hold each other panting as wave after wave of euphoria spreads through them feeling like it will never stop, it's so intense.
Both are spent and hold each other even after Kanda slips out of Allen – the enchantment not broken. The young lover's relish this calming afterglow of togetherness. Kanda kisses Allen's skin not being able to open his eyes for he doesn't want these feelings to end. Allen's head rests upon Kanda's shoulder soaking in the feel of his lover's skin against his.
"We should head to bed, my love," Kanda whispers to Allen.
"Hmm, yes we should. Can we clean up tomorrow morning?" Allen asks, sleepily.
"Of course, we can," Kanda replies quietly, helping Allen to stand he's so tired. Kanda lifts him once again; sitting him gently on the edge of the pool then pulls himself up reaching for the towels.
He pats Allen's wet skin with the dry towel then wraps it around him. Kanda gets up and dries himself off and wraps the towel around his waist then lifts Allen into his arms and carries him inside and upstairs to their bedroom.
He lays his husband on the clean sheets and removes Allen's wet towel tossing it onto the floor along with his own and blows out the light Allen had left on. Covering them with warm covers Kanda wraps Allen into his arms and falls asleep with a smile holding his only true love.
To be continued …
A/N: Another tender moment for our favorite couple. Rouvelier must be getting closer if both of them sense it. Stranger things have happened to this courageous twosome. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I want to thank my faithful reviews for all their encouraging words that help me to keep going. You brighten my day every time I read one and most of the time laugh out loud. You all are the best of the best! Also, thanks to everyone who has been reading this story!