THE CAVE: CONTINUUM
Part Twenty-Six
It has taken three days for Allen to recover from the punch to his abdomen, plus the shock of finding out Cross is still alive. The bastard refuses to let either of them know how he had been able to accomplish such a feat of escaping death—only that Komui had been involved—which can say a lot.
Kanda and Allen had spent those three days practically glued to one another. It didn't matter if it was in bed, or lounging around outside their home, neither had been willing to let the other out of their sight.
Cross had been acting out of character, too, by allowing the young couple this time together without any harassment. Probably because Kanda had been like a tiger protecting his family, and if anyone interfered there had been hell to pay. His blue eyes would turn dark and stormy with lightening flashing in them the minute Cross tried to get near Allen and Cross hadn't been in the mood to have a cat fight with him.
Today, Allen is feeling the best he has in those three days and wants to finish painting the living area in the house. So, Kanda figures this is a good time for him to finish cleaning up a path he had discovered before Cross had shown up.
"If you need me Bean Sprout, come get me. I won't be far from the house," Kanda says, holding his husband in his arms and gives him a kiss before going out the door.
Luckily, Allen finds painting to be relaxing and takes his mind off the inevitable battle that is pending in the near future. He's still feeling a little under the weather and begins to find the room to be a bigger project then he had initial thought after being ill for days. Plus, it's already a hot morning to boot with sweat tickling down his back, soaking into his thin cotton shirt, sticking to his skin.
The good sport Allen is, he keeps humming, rolling paint on the wall making a big "W", reaching as high as he can, his body stretching to its limit. Allen didn't hear Kanda come up in back of him. He slides his hands up under the front of Allen's shirt skimming over his nipples making him jump.
"Fuck, Kanda!" Allen shrieks.
"How many times have I told you not to do that? You'll give me a bloody heart attack one of these days," Allen stammers out, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Hmm … fuck … that's exactly what's been on my mind all morning," Kanda smirks, teasing Allen.
"Come on, I want to show you something I found while cleaning up the path." Kanda snatches the roller out of Allen's hand, tossing it onto the drop cloth.
"You could have let me know you where in the room, jerk," Allen replies, giving a slight grin at Kanda, allowing his lover to take his hand, tugging him in the direction of the path.
'Damn if Kanda doesn't look irresistible without a shirt on. The sweat glistening on that hot body of his,' Allen's thinking, admiring his husbands muscles flexing as he pulls him along.
Allen takes notice of the hard work Kanda has put into making the path wider, or more like making a path that he didn't even know existed. Shrubs, branches and undergrowth had been slashed away, revealing a stone path leading to a place where he hears the soft flow of water.
At the end of the path is an opening which has a stream with a short waterfall. The cascading water leaves ripples, sparkling from the sun's reflection. The large, flat rock protruding out of the water at the base of the falls makes a great spot for sunning, the streaming water ending with a clear pool of water perfect for swimming.
"It's beautiful! Right in our own backyard," Allen exclaims, marveling at the wondrous sight.
"The pool is perfect for swimming on a hot day," Kanda says winking at Allen as he gathers him into his arms, throwing both of them into the water.
"Kanda!" Allen comes up spitting out water, laughing.
"I hope there isn't any eddies in this pool, you know what happens when I'm in the water," he teases, Kanda.
They laugh as they splash crystal clear water at each other, it spurting up into the air as they enjoy the refreshing coolness. Kanda grabs at the laughing Allen bringing him into his arms kissing him. They sink to the bottom of the pool rubbing against each other, Kanda unbuttoning Allen's shirt, pulling it off and letting it float to the surface. When they come up for air they see Cross standing on the bank.
"Fuck, I thought someone was in trouble when I heard Allen scream out!" Cross yells, with concern peeking through his harsh look.
"Come on in Cross," Allen says gleefully, inviting his General into the cool water. Kanda doesn't let go of Allen just because Cross is there.
"It's a hot day Cross, you might as well enjoy the cool water, it's refreshing," Kanda says, actually surprising himself he too invites Cross to join them.
"Hell, why not," he answers, taking his boots and shirt off and slides into the cool water.
"Funny, I never knew this pool of water was even here. I know of the other place, but not this fall," Cross says, trying to talk civil to them.
He watches the young couple enjoying themselves, jumping and dunking each other under—giggling and laughing. Never had Cross seen Kanda's guard down, let alone as often as he displays it in front of him. He always has a stern look for Cross, but he seems to have caught Allen's good nature, that is until anyone tries to fuck with Allen. It's like Allen has his own personal body guard.
Cross turns his head the other way when the two cackling morons spring up from under the water kissing. He's starting to get use to seeing them as a couple, though he doesn't quite understand the attraction to each other.
It's when Cross sees the heat of desire flare in their eyes that he decides to get the hell out of there. He pulls himself out of the water, his pants clinging to his legs, dripping and tugs his boots back on and leaves not looking back. Watching them make idiots out of themselves is one thing, but he's not hanging around listening to the two love birds cooing at each other—disgusting.
"You had mentioned the word fuck when I startled you in the house. I'd like to take you up on that, now," Kanda's deep sexy voice causes a hitch in Allen's heart, and Kanda's soft blue eyes fill with lust.
"Now, what makes you think I'd want to do that?" Allen teases, his bedroom eyes smoldering.
"I believe this is a dead give away," Kanda woos into his lover's ear as he slides his hand down inside of Allen's loose pants, taking hold of his firm arousal, eliciting a moan from his lover. Kanda presses against Allen causing them to stumble backwards hitting a large rock then kisses Allen deep and hard.
"Okay … so my body doesn't lie," Allen murmurs breathlessly, undoing his own pants to allow Kanda more room to fondle him.
Kanda's lips and tongue captures Allen's mouth once again and it's all Allen can do to unbuckle and open Kanda's pants, diving his hand down to wrap it around Kanda's hot, thick evidence.
The last few days, with Allen recovering from being sick, the punch in the abdomen, plus the news of Rouvelier, have had both of them worrying about the other. Right now they need to release those pent up emotions and this is their best way—with their bodies satisfying the other.
Both moan in pleasure as they pull their pants down enough to rub themselves together, stroking the other's enlargement, bring on a flow of euphoria. All Kanda could think about earlier was how his lover would feel with him buried deep inside. The mere images and anticipation sends Kanda struggling to help Allen out of his pants.
Steaming hot, Allen wraps his legs around his husband's waist. Kanda quickly fingers Allen to prep him then crushes Allen's back into the rock, pushing, feeling Allen's tight body envelop around him, searing hot. Allen gasps from the initial pain, then a low, drawn out groan elicits from his throat in response to Kanda's thrusts, intensifies Kanda's excitement. With only a few harder deep pushes, his body stiffens as he falls over the edge, Allen coming right behind him—their skin tingling from the climax. Holding on to each other they ride the waves of rapture pulsating through their bodies, unable to move.
They hold onto each other, their hearts racing from the on slaughter of ecstasy, not wanting the euphoria to end. After a couple of minutes Kanda regains some strength. He lifts Allen up onto the flat rock then pulls himself out of the cool water, streaming down his slim muscular body. They collapse backwards, lying on the warm rock to rest, Allen naked and Kanda with his pants hanging around his ankles.
"Bean Sprout, maybe we should go in and take a nap. You've exhausted me and I'm sure you could use the extra rest," Kanda says, finding and taking his lover's hand.
"Sure, we're not that far from the house," Allen murmurs with what strength he has, really too weak to walk back to the house. He squeezes his husband's hand.
Neither of the two young lovers' moves, but they continue to lay on the rock absorbing its heat. The rocks warmth feels good against Allen's body that still aches from landing on the floor after he had been punched by Cross. Kanda, too, seems to be enjoying just taking the time to lay next to his husband soaking up the sun's warm rays.
Kanda rolls over onto his side, facing Allen, his elbow bent so his hand supports his head. He blocks out the warmth of the sun with his shadow over Allen's face. Opening his eyes, Allen stares into those deep cobalt blue eyes of Kanda's, sighing heavily, this beautiful man who continues to turn him on even after making love with him—he's irresistible.
Allen lifts his hand, slowly stroking the softness of his husband's face then slips it around his neck drawing him closer for a kiss. The kiss, turns into a passionate, hungry battle of tongues and lips. Then Kanda's hand roams over Allen's warm soft skin that's turning pink from the sun's blaze.
He rolls on top of Allen. He too turned on by his husband's scrumptious body, wanting him all over again. Their kisses hot with intent.
"I think we should get back to the house for that nap, and to continue this in our bed," Kanda's husky alluring voice whispers into Allen's ear. Allen smiles and nods yes.
They sit up. Kanda reaches into the water and pulls Allen's pants out, slapping them onto the warm stone. He gets up and gathers their boots, bringing them over to put on and throws Allen his shirt.
Once they are ready to leave, Kanda's arm circles Allen's shoulders and Allen rests his head against Kanda's—the lover's walk back to their house.
Their nap is long enough to refresh them, but when Kanda attempts to check Allen's rib they end up having another frisky romp on their bed. The two can't seem to keep their hands off each other. Allen rolls off the futon laughing onto the floor trying to wiggle away from Kanda's hands which keeps coming after him to check his rib. This only causes Allen to giggle more every time his lover touches him anywhere near his ribs.
Allen's contagious laughter, in trying to get away from him, only makes Kanda hot for his lover. Finally he's able to pin Allen's arms to the floor, attacking him with kisses and licks his face like a dog. Allen just giggles and squirms more making his rib ache.
"Stop it Kanda … now my rib really does ache," Allen chuckles, trying to catch his breath.
"Alright, lover boy, we wouldn't have gone through all that if you would have just let me check your rib," Kanda says, grinning down at Allen, his eyes sparkling with happiness, and then leans down for a real kiss.
"Let's make some lunch. Bean Sprout, it looks like you're close to finishing the painting in the large room," Kanda says, helping him to his feet and throws Allen's pants around his husband's neck drawing him in for a quick kiss. Allen's eyes glisten grinning at his lover.
They're making sandwiches when Cross pokes his head in to see what all the ado is about with another frown on his forehead.
"Why is it every time I think you two are under attack it's only both of you fooling around? Christ, I can hear you two from across the pond," Cross grumbles, annoyed the two causes him worry. Why the hell should he care … really … he'd rather not know.
"Come on in Cross and have some lunch with us. It's the least we could do to make up for worrying you," Allen says lightly, fixing a sandwich for Cross, feeling free from his General's bossiness.
"Who the hell says I'm worried? Fuck, why should I care what happens to you two brats!" Cross growls, continuing looking annoyed at them.
"I'll take the sandwich with me. I don't want to sit around and listen to a couple of bubbling idiots," Cross grumbles, snatching the sandwich off the plate then leaves.
"Bean Sprout isn't it great we can still irritate the hell out of that guy," Kanda sneers, watching Cross walk away, glad he didn't stick around for lunch.
To be continued …
A/N: I was afraid I wouldn't get this out by today. Finding time to write has been a hassle this week—life keeps throwing me curve balls. Anyway, I hope this chapter was enjoyable to read. I apologize if I missed replying to anyone on the last chapter. As we all know where our emails from FFN went to. It took awhile to figure that one out. So thank you for keeping up with me! I love ya all! Any, comments are great—whether good or bad!