Hana: I was actually afraid we wouldn't be getting this chapter up at all today.
Allen: How come?
Hana: Because I was experiencing a few technical difficulties with my laptop yesterday, and it took the second half of the day to get everything back...actually I think I'm still missing a few things, but I'll get those up and running later.
Kanda: At least you had enough brains to keep important shit backed up.
Hana: Was that a complement or an insult?
Allen: Both. Hanashi and XavierForest don't own D. Gray-man...it's perhaps for the best.
Kanda: Enough of this bullshit. Just read the damn thing already.
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+ - Chapter 22 - +
Lala yawned, and rubbed her good eye, getting the sleep out of it. Something...didn't really feel right for some reason. Looking around, everything seemed normal. Timothy was passed out on his bed, another boy was actively talking to his friends, while another group of girls were giggling about something Lala could probably care less about.
Everything seemed as it should be...so...why did something feel so...off? There was only one thing to do! Investigate! "Something's not right, so Detective Lala will figure out what's going on." She declared to herself. She quickly debated of whether or not to wake up Timothy but decided that it wouldn't do her good. She had to act quickly, and with that thought in mind, she made her way through the door, and down the hall.
"...cost, I need the job done." Wasn't that the director? Lala stood by the door, which was left slightly ajar. She could see the pudgy man on the phone with someone, his back was facing her. "I want to protect the minds of children. I can't have, pardon my French, faggots adopting them! They'll get the wrong idea, they'll think it's…okay to partner up with the same sex. You see my dilemma, don't you? It's a sin against God!"
Sin against god? Really? It was the 21st century, it wasn't heresy or anything like that. And last she checked, this building wasn't even associated with any church. Catholic or otherwise.
She'd never really liked the man, and this was only making her hatred of him grow.
And who was he calling a faggot?
The only same sex couple adopting as of late was Allen and Kanda, and thinking that someone would call them that... She'd be glad to be rid of this place.
"I won't be taking any chances, dammit! Listen, if those two really do have dirt on me, do you know what that'll mean?"
Oh? What's all this about some dirt? Dirt was good...it meant digging up hidden things. Lala grinned. If she could find evidence...Allen and Kanda could adopt her and Timothy...that perverted old man would be behind bars, and maybe the original director would come back. She never met the man, but Emilia always spoke fondly of him...she wondered where he was at the moment.
She held back a startled scream when a hand rested on her shoulder. Looking behind her, she sighed. "Emilia?"
"Why are you spying on him?" Emilia asked, keeping her voice low.
"I heard something pretty interesting." Lala said. "What was all that about "if those two really do have dirt on me" thing about?"
"Kanda and Allen were bluffing, I thought..." Emilia muttered, before realization hit. "Did he just say something like that?"
Lala nodded, "He thinks they really do know something about him."
"I see...come, let's go before he realizes we're here then."
Lala let the older woman lead her out of the corridor and back to the shared room where she slept.
"Now," Emilia began, "don't go telling people about this, alright? You don't want the director finding out."
The younger nodded. "I understand."
"Good. I'll see what I can find out. Anything we can use to our advantage is a good thing to have in court."
"I hate it that kids don't get a say...aren't we people too?"
"You are, it's just... people are more likely to believe an adult over a child."
"How is that any fair?" Lala huffed.
"It's not." Emilia sighed. "But there's not much you can do about the matter."
"I hate it."
"I know."
Lala hoped that Allen and Kanda came for her and Timothy soon; she had a bad feeling about the director's words.
(* - *)
"I knew that guy was fishy." Timothy growled. "You sure you heard all that?"
"Emilia didn't want us getting involved, but I feel like we have to." Lala said. It was now around noon, the duo were eating lunch outside. "There's only so much adults can get away with doing."
"Are we gonna play a game of cops and robbers or something?"
"Exactly."
"Wait, you're serious."
"Of course I am. We know that Kanda and Allen are good people...but we also know that man is up to no good...I think he's working in cahoots with someone...we just gotta figure out who they are."
"...you're kinda weird..." Timothy trailed off, scratching the back of his head.
Lala fixed a glare at the blue-haired boy.
"But that's okay!" He quickly added. "I don't mind weird."
"Good. Because you're ten times weirder than I am."
"HEY!"
"But that's okay," she said, smiling. "I don't mind weird."
Timothy frowned. "Did you just..."
"Did I just what?" Lala asked innocently.
Timothy glowered at his sister-to-be. "Girls."
"Boys." Both stuck their tongues out, before laughing at their own childish antics.
. . - * - . .
Allen yawned as the world slowly came into focus. It was warm...warmer in the bed than it had been for a while. Cracking open an eye, he was met with skin. Accompanying it was his fiancé's cologne, and the smell of sex...Allen blushed lightly at that. He could still feel Kanda's cum wanting to drip out of his ass...when did they finally get to sleep?
Silver eyes trailed up, seeing the still sleeping face of Kanda. Allen smiled, and carefully leaned up as much as he could, and pecked the elder on his lips. He squeaked in surprise when they kissed him back. "YU!"
"Couldn't resist." Kanda said, as he opened his eyes, a grin on his face.
The younger rolled his eyes, paused, and then frowned. "Don't you have work today?"
Kanda just shrugged and answered with, "I didn't feel like going." Seeing the look the younger male was giving him, Kanda rolled his eyes, "By the time we were done...you were at least..." Allen shoved him in annoyance, Kanda smirked. "It was already at a time I'd normally get up and get ready for work. So I figured, 'what the fuck', and unofficially took the day off."
"But won't that get you in trouble?" Allen asked worriedly.
"Che. Why should I care? Besides," Kanda said with an ever-growing smirk, "if I did go to work, I wouldn't be able to do this." As he finished speaking, the older male grabbed himself a handful of his lover's ass.
"Ah! YU!"
"We have the whole day to ourselves...how about we have ourselves a date."
"Date?"
"Date." Kanda said with finality. "We'll even visit our fathers."
"No getting into my pants while we're out?"
"Do you want to go out, or not? If not...I do have other ideas that are just as fun." He was eying every morsel of naked skin presented to him.
"Date it is! Let's go!" Allen quickly scrambled out of the bed with a wince, really wishing he could have something to dull the pain in his aching rear end.
Kanda, too, got out of bed, albeit a lot slower than his fiancé. "Put some damn clothes on. I'm the only one allowed to see you in your birthday suit, baka.
At that, the Brit pouted. "I didn't mean that we should go right now. And I was gonna put some on! Geez, Yu."
The elder made his way over to the shared bedroom cupboard, but not before giving his young lover a light slap on the ass. "Oh, and don't think I don't know about what happened to your car."
"H-huh?" Oh, fuck his life right now...how and when did he find out about that?! "Lavi..." Allen growled. That rabbit was so dead when he got to him!
"So you were planning on keeping it from me, hmm?" As the older male spoke, Allen noticed what seemed to be a menacing aura rolling off him in waves.
The boy flinched back, ignoring the — by now all too familiar — ache that resided in his lower back, wondering how the hell he fell for such demon. "I-I was gonna tell y-you, j-just not ri-"
A slender finger over his lips silenced the youth. "I wonder if I should punish you again," Kanda murmured, narrowed cobalt eyes on his young lover.
Allen hurriedly shook his head, blushing at the expression on the elder's face.
"Oh?" A dark eyebrow rose. "But I'm sure you'd enjoy such rough treatment; you did last night."
"This morning actually. You came back in the..." The white-haired boy trailed off, gulping audibly at the look he was given, which he wasn't sure if it meant that the older male wanted to murder him, or take him on for another round of violent sex.
Deciding clothes weren't a necessity for now, Kanda pushed all thoughts on their date to the side and gently ran his finger -the one still at the boy's lips- down the tear-streak scar marring his partner's left cheek. "I think you'll be needing a shower, Mo-ya-shi. And someone should be there to... help you get all that semen out of your delectably tight ass."
'Help' was probably a... Actually, Allen decided, there was no probably about it. The perv wasn't planning on helping him. Yu Kanda was definitely gonna fuck him into the shower floor. Or the glass wall... You never knew with him.
(* - *)
Seven. They had somehow gone through SEVEN rounds before Kanda finally decided Allen had been punished enough. Whips, vibrators, dildos...that god awful humbler...gag balls, blindfolds...you named it, and it was used. Not all in one go, but when Allen thought they were done, another round of sex.
Which was why Kanda was giving Allen a piggyback ride, all the while said British male was silently wishing death threats upon Lavi, and revenge upon Kanda. His ass hurt, and even being carried like this, wasn't doing much good.
It wasn't like he could walk. He even tried when Kanda decided they were finally done. It'd be a while before he'd be able to so much as lie down properly...and that was saying something.
"Don't complain." Kanda said, shifting Allen's weight. "You asked for most of it."
Okay...so maybe he was partially at fault...but he'd never admit that out loud...especially when there were onlookers giving them questionable stares. Not that he could blame him. "Yu, was it Lavi that spilled everything about what happened to my car?"
"I got a call from the mechanics." Kanda told the younger. "Did you forget my phone also connects to the one we keep back home?"
"Oh..." It was his own fault, after all. Allen realized. Lavi was safe. For now.
"How does a trip to the spa sound?"
"Spa? Like, a spa, spa?"
Kanda shifted the boy on his back, and felt the arms around his neck tighten as he did so. "I thought someone might need some rest and relaxation after what they just went through."
"Really?" The Brit asked excitedly. He'd never been to a spa before. And if it meant getting rid of the pain...
"I got to go all out, so I don't see why you shouldn't be allowed a reward."
Giddy, Allen tightened his grip on the older male. "Thank you!"
"You're choking me." Kanda grumbled. The grip around his neck loosened, but still otherwise remained there. "Che. Happy about a spa day..."
"I've never been to one."
"Then this'll be your first time," the elder responded, and then stiffened when he felt lips press to his cheek.
"Thanks, Yu."
"Che."
Allen smiled. "Hey, do you wanna know a secret?" When his fiancé remained silent, the boy nuzzled closer and whispered, "I love you."
"That's not a secret, baka," Kanda muttered, though nonetheless felt his chest go warm at those words.
"I know. But it's the truth."
"Then I have a secret to tell you."
"What is it?"
Kanda smirked, "I'm head over heels for you."
"That's not a real secret either, Ba-Ka-nda~"
"But it's also the truth. Che. You're turning me into a sap."
He felt the younger chuckle. "I think you've been there the moment you proposed."
"Oi."
"However," Allen mumbled, grinning into his lover's neck, "I like your sappy moments."
"Don't expect too many of them," the Asian male warned, squeezing his fiancé's thighs, which were where his hands were oh so conveniently placed.
Allen winced just a little. "St-still a little tender..."
"It's fine. We're here." Kanda gestured to the building before them. Smaller in stature than the giants surrounding it. The building itself was on its own plot, and Allen wondered how he never noticed it before. "Its construction was completed only last year."
"Last year?"
"Yeah. I hear despite how new it is, the reputation here is very good." The Japanese male explained. "That being said, are you ready?"
"Sure, I guess..." Silver eyes flickered from the building to what little they could see of the handsome face so close to them, and the Brit applied another quick peck to the man's ear. "Living is all about trying new experiences, right?"
"Hn," Kanda agreed.
"C'mon, Yu!" Allen pouted. "Even you have to like new things at least once in a while, right?"
"Once in a while." Kanda agreed, before heading towards the building.
"Like what?" The younger enquired excitedly, a bundle of energy on his lover's back.
Kanda smirked, and concentrated on the feel of the boy's body pressed close against his. "Like finding new ways to make you scream."
"Y-Yu!" Though it was a bold statement, Allen himself didn't even know why he was surprised anymore.
"Too many times you're just too cute not to mess with." Kanda almost chuckled. "Hold on, I have to open the door."
"M'kay."
Allen grabbed a two fistfuls of his fiancé's shirt—because let's be honest, he didn't really want to choke the man—and hooked his feet around his ankles, all to keep himself from slipping when the elder let go.
Using both his hands, Kanda managed to open the heavy doors, and walking through. He managed to grab Allen once again, and made his way to the front desk. "What are you doing here?" Kanda asked, taking note of the person there.
"Lenalee?"
"Allen, Kanda!" The Chinese woman was ecstatic to see her friends. "What brings you here?"
"I have a reservation here." Kanda grumbled.
Lena cocked her head to one side, before smiling, "Oh, right, I remember your reservation being written..."
"You planned this beforehand." Allen was surprised. When did Kanda have time for that? Maybe it was before he fell asleep last night?
"Che." Kanda released a sigh, before continuing. "What are you doing here?"
"I started working here last week, actually...surprise?"
"And Komui allowed it..." Allen said in wonder.
. "Well... he made a bit of fuss..." The girl blushed as she remembered all the crying and the clinging. "But he gave in eventually."
"Well...if he let you date Lavi, then really, this shouldn't be a problem." Allen pointed out.
"Komui...still isn't too thrilled about me dating him for some reason..."
Why am I not surprised? Both Allen and Kanda thought.
"Even though it's been nearly two years already," she mumbled, expression displeased.
"Che." Dark blue eyes narrowed. "Are you going to let us through or what?"
"Fine. But nothing inappropriate while you're back there!" Lenalee warned mostly to Kanda. "I'm not cleaning up whatever...messes you'd make!"
"We swear we won't, Lenalee..." Allen gave his fiancé a warning glance, though he wasn't sure if he saw it. "And if he starts anything, you have my permission to kick him."
"Oi!"
The youngest of the three smiled. "Just not between his legs. I like him as a man."
"If you keep talking, maybe I will try something," Kanda growled, moving one of his hands to grope the boy's clothed rump.
"Yu!"
Lenalee looked to the two with an unamused look. "I'll kick both of you where no man wants to be kicked, and you'd still be a same-sex couple no problem."
Deciding not to mess with Lenalee Lee, the boys apologized, Kanda more reluctantly than Allen. With Lena back in higher spirits, she handed them a card with a number. "Room 210."
"Thanks, Lena," Allen mumbled.
Lenalee grinned, face all sunshine and rainbows again, like the last minute hadn't even happened. "No problem. You two have fun now~"
"W-we will..."
"Che."
When the girl was finally out of sight, Allen gripped his lover tighter and said, "She's scary."
He wouldn't admit out loud, but Kanda agreed himself. Lenalee was scarier than her brother most times...maybe even scarier than himself, and that was saying something.
"I suggest keeping it in your pants, because I like my gender as is," the Brit whispered into the elder's ear.
"That makes two of us."
"Yu..."
"What?" Kanda asked as they soon reached the room in question.
"We're actually here to relax, right? Not..."
"Che."
"Yu."
"Yes, were here to fucking relax." Kanda grumbled. "I don't want Lenalee to destroy things I know I'll need in life."
"Since you're gay, you don't exactly need it, I mean, it's not like..." Allen winced when the hands on his thighs squeezed him there to the point that he nearly cried out. "Yeah, you're right... Sorry," he apologized, voice strained.
The grip released, and Allen groaned. "Don't forget who the seme is in this relationship."
Allen only pouted. "The room should be nearby, right?"
"Che. Don't change the topic."
The boy shrugged the best he could. "I'm just saying, only one of us needs t—"
"And that's me," Kanda deadpanned. "I fuck you. If anyone is losing anything, it's you."
Allen tried hard to suppress his grin, but ultimately failed. "Ouch. Throw me under the bus why don'cha."
"However, I would prefer it if you remained fully male."
"...thanks?"
"I wouldn't have a use for the rings and humbler otherwise."
Allen managed to punch Kanda's shoulder. "Jerk."
"On record, the door in question is over there."
"Again. Jerk."
"I answered your questions. How does that make me a jerk?"
The boy huffed, exasperated with his older lover.
"If you did ever lose something, I'd have to focus my efforts on your butt." Kanda smirked sinisterly, feeling the Brit's body stiffen. "Imagine it. My tongue fucking you into the bed... a vibrator rubbing your inner walls raw... my fingers making you scream..."
"Y-Yu...w-we promised Lenalee w-we wouldn't..."
"I never said I would do it right this minute." Kanda pointed out, pleased he managed to get Allen a little uncomfortable. "And you call me a pervert. You're a natural." Kanda shifted Allen's weight, and opened the sliding door. He was impressed with what he saw. "Hn...I had my doubts about the décor...but I'd say its spot on."
Curious, Allen shifted to get a better look. "Wow..."
The room was... bigger than he'd initially thought it'd be.
"It's almost like I'm back in Japan." There was a hint of nostalgia in Kanda's voice.
"How long did you live in Japan?"
"Only three years." Kanda said, entering the room. He noticed the tatami mats, and stepped onto the genkan, taking off his shoes, and leaving them against the raised floor where the tatami began. He'd give it credit where it was due. There were paper doors that could be used to separate rooms, and another door that led to the indoor onsen he could see from where he stood. "I'm going to set you down. Take off your shoes."
"Why?"
"You're not supposed to step on the Tatami mats with your shoes on."
"Oh...okay."
When he was let down, the younger winced. His back end throbbed, protesting against every move he made.
"I'm going to have a look around. Call me when you need me again." Kanda told the younger. Heading in deeper, Kanda looked around. There was a kotatsu set near a small kitchenette...if you could call it that. It was a smaller counter with a sink, and a microwave oven. He supposed it was fine, this wasn't a place you would stay for an extended amount of time. He saw there was a bathroom, and headed there. The room was small, only containing a toilet and a sink. "They kept the shower and toilet separated." Unless of course the baths were in the artificial outside?
Heading towards the back, he opened the sliding door, and wasn't disappointed. It was a complete wet room, with a small onsen connected to the farther back wall. Well, this definatly had Kanda's seal of approval...and that was very difficult to achieve.
"Yu...? I got my shoes off." Allen called.
"Took you long enough," the elder said, making his way back to his young lover.
Allen held out his arms. "Carry me?"
"You can walk."
"Arse."
Kanda rolled his eyes. "I'll start fisting your 'arse' if you keep whining."
"I'm not whining. And you're not touching my arse."
The Asian male smirked. "You wanna bet?"
Allen's body went cold. "N-no!" He'd learnt his lesson: No more bets with his fiancé. He was still under the effects of the last one he'd lost, and would be for the next week. The Brit really didn't want a repeat of that.
"Che." Kanda said as he picked up the younger male, this time bridal style. "You know I can't carry you around everywhere we go."
"Lenalee already saw me on your back."
"As did maybe half the city."
"I like it when you carry me," Allen murmured, smiling happily at the elder.
"And how would I know you're not just giving excuses so I can't get to my sword?" Allen was about to retort, when Kanda interrupted him, a smirk on his face, "And I mean Mugen, baka moyashi."
The younger pouted. "Yeah, I'm sure you did."
"Oh I did." Dark blue, mirth-filled eyes stared down the silver pair peering up at them, and Kanda grinned further when the boy looked away in embarrassment. "But if you want, I could get my other one out."
"Other? When did you...oh..." Allen felt his blush reach his ears. "St-stupid Yu..."
"You walked right into that one." Kanda pointed out. "The water in the onsen is a decent temperature, wanna go in while I order our lunch?"
"Lunch? What kind?"
"Well, what do you want to eat?" From what he'd seen, the Japanese male knew that there was a wide variety to choose from. "Though, you may want to take care with what you order."
"And whys that?" Allen asked, curious.
"Whatever it is, I'm finding myself more and more inclined to eat it off of your naked body."
The younger went pale, at first horrified, and then he went bright red as he imagined his lover eating all kinds of foods from his... and... oh god, what if it dripped? Would the man... suck it? And how weird would it feel to actually have someone...
Oh fuck, he was aroused.
But they'd promised not to do anything while...
"You're a bastard," the younger growled, turning his face into the elder's chest. "And I hate you."
"No you don't," Kanda smirked.
"Yes I do."
"You hate it when I withhold the things you want, but you don't hate me." Kanda pointed out, setting Allen on a bench. They had reached the bath area. It was steamy. "You have to shower first, and then soak in the tub."
"Why?"
"Because it would be bad if you were to contaminate the "pure bath water" with the outside world's filth or some shit. Never understood it myself."
"Oh."
"There's a washer off the kitchenette, I guess we can clean our clothes, and use bathrobes while we wait for them to be clean."
"M'kay...Yu...how much was all this?"
"I got the room for a steal."
"O-oh..." Allen slowly removed his shirt, knees tucked together to hide the aftereffects of his accidental fantasy.
Kanda eyed the younger, before smirking. Teasing Allen was always fun. Espeically when he got such delectable reaction. Doing it in the shower meant the evidence would be washed away anyway. But he did have to order their lunch. He was pretty sure there was also a masseuse. He'd ask for one to come around for Allen...he'd have to stick around to make sure they didn't try anything.
He'd beat them to pulp. Kanda knew enough about massages to know when they're actually doing their job, or just feeling up their client. He'd break their hands off if they tried. He knew how to. He could and he would.
Allen Walker was his and his alone.
The Brit saw the way his lover was looking at him, and blushed. "Yu... Instead of watching me undress, don't you think you should be doing it too?"
Kanda crossed his arms, smirking still. "But you were just getting to the good part."
The younger squirmed under Kanda's gaze. "I'll join you after I call the front desk for their services, alright?"
"Kay..." Silver eyes watched Kanda leave the bath, lingering where the elder's figure had been for a while longer. Maybe...he could deal with his problem before Kanda got back...
He quickly stripped himself of the rest of his clothes and scurried to the shower, wanting to have this over and done with before the elder could...
Apparently that wasn't helping him calm down. If anything, it made him want to...
God, this was so irritating.
He glared down between his legs. This is all your fault... groaning, he turned on the tap, and yelped when hot water made contact with his skin. Who in their right mind would keep the water that hot?!
"You okay in there, moyashi?"
"F-fine...water was hot..." Allen called back. Not really scalding, but he could already see that his arm was a little bit pink now.
The younger paused for a moment, and when he heard no movement outside, he reluctantly touched himself, timidly stroking his own cock. He bit down his lower lip, knowing it would be bad if he made any sounds.
Dammit...it wasn't nearly as good as when Kanda did it...if he could just replicate what his lover did...his breath hitched as he brushed his thumb over his slit. His other hand started massaging his family jewels...damn that was good too...maybe it was because he was horny?
He prayed to god Kanda wouldn't come in and see him like this, seeing as he was somewhat... indisposed.
But what if he did? Allen thought, and squeezed his eyes shut as he imagined two hands pulling him back roughly by the hips, where he'd then...
The boy shivered, removing a hand from his balls and staring at it blankly. His fingers were already wet... The shower... All he had to do was...
But could he do it? His answer came as he remembered Kanda's fingers up his ass. Searching, and being so precise when they finally found his special spot...Allen gulped, and propped himself so his ass was up in the air, giving himself easier access for his fingers to fuck himself. Would Kanda do it one at a time...or shove three in at once...? Both sounded amazing...he went for three fingers, and had to bite his lip to prevent himself from screaming from the pain.
Why could Kanda make pain feel so good? This was complete torture for him...but he had to endure...he had to find... "MM!"
There...
He pressed his fingers in as deep as he was able, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes when his vision went white.
Again...
His other hand, which had stilled in his preoccupation, went back to pumping and stroking his cock.
AGAIN!
(* - *)
Kanda hung up the phone, Lenalee keeping him on a little longer to warn him not to try anything while he and Allen were there. He swore the girl had a complex towards Allen like Komui had a complex towards her...but not to that extent, obviously.
Come to think of it...the moyashi was being rather quiet in there. What was he doing? Sleeping under the spraying water? There was only one way to find out.
He sighed and silently made his way over to the shower, where he then stopped as his eyes met with an arousing sight.
The head of white hair faced towards the wall, lean legs open, with fingers moving un-rhythmically in and out of his ass, Allen Walker stood jacking himself off, and Kanda simply hovered there by the door and watched his fiancé masturbate.
The oriental male watched as the younger threw his head back in complete ecstasy, trying hard to keep himself from making a sound.
This begs the question. Should he go in and assist, or watch the free show? Both were equally appealing, really. What's a man to do?
Kanda licked his lips, his desire to continue watching the Brit touch himself strong. However, he nearly gave in when the younger male whimpered and sunk to his knees, face a beautiful shade of red.
He'd already had sex with the boy multiple times today, so maybe simply watching was for the best... but he also wanted to join the brat in his search for self-pleasure...
He didn't have to have sex...he could...play with the younger's body t help him find release...yeah, that would be okay, wouldn't it?
Allen felt absolutely amazing.
He wanted to scream and moan and be as loud as he wanted, but even he, in his lust-induced mind, knew what would happen if he did.
But he was just so close to completion... only a little more... he had to finish quickly... before...
Allen's eyes snapped opened when he was suddenly pulled back, legs draped over another pair, spreading him. He would've screamed, if not for the voice that accompanied the intruder. "Keep quiet for a bit. Don't remove your fingers."
"Y-Yu...wh—nyaaaah~" A firm stroke to his cock. Allen could feel Kanda's own naked member twitching against him, and given his current position...he could also feel his hand starting to cramp...
"So fucking beautiful..." Kanda mumbled, feeling the organ in his hand pulse.
The younger shuddered when lips brushed his neck, and hissed when teeth bit down on the exact same spot. "You…were watching…w-weren't you?"
"And if I was?" Kanda murmured. "What would you do, hm?"
"I-I don't..." Allen gasped as the elder male pinched his cock's tip, unintentionally pressing his back further against the man when he arched away from the touch. "Did y-you like w-what you saw?"
"No."
"H-huh?"
"I fucking loved what I was seeing." Kanda grinned, moving one hand to join the boy's fingers up his anus. "I wonder if your hungry hole would like more fingers than usual..."
Allen mewled. He could feel Kanda's fingers press through the threshold to join his own...gods, finger fucked by his own hand AND Kanda's? Why was that so arousing to him right now? "Nyaah~!"
"Should I do what I did to you on my birthday?" Kanda asked, keeping his satisfaction hidden when the Brit spread out over him stiffened. "I managed to get my whole hand up your ass back then."
But it hurt... Allen thought, and shook his head.
"Oh? You don't?" The Japanese male moved his hand, from the younger's cock, to the boy's perfect balls, and gently poked them. "Then what would you have me do?"
"I-I..." What did he want? Did he want Kanda to fuck him against the shower wall? Play with his body until he didn't know what do with himself anymore? As it stood, he couldn't really lie down without feeling uncomfortable...it was a miracle on its own he was able to get his own pants off earlier...speaking of...weren't they...and his shirt...fuck his life...his clothes were caught in the water's stream...chancing a glance, he found Kanda's were too...
"Don't daydream now, pet." Kanda huskily breathed into Allen's ear. "It's an easy question. Would you rather I fuck you against the shower in some way, or would you rather I make you cum without once penetrating you with my dick? Your choice."
It would've been a hard choice, had his back end not still ached from their last... encounter in the shower. And bed.
"Well?" Silvers eyes closed, when Kanda bit on his earlobe. "I'm waiting."
"M-make me... cum without your... up my..." The boy mumbled. He really didn't know how to rephrase the elder's words into something less dirty-sounding.
"Oh? You don't want my cock up your ass?"
The younger male's breath hitched when he felt Kanda's hand inch itself further, taking his fingers with him...yeah, his hand was definitely going to cramp up soon... "N-not t-today...ngh!"
"Well, I do know other ways to make you cum...I wonder if you can handle it."
"Unnng!" A rough squeeze applied to his cock, Allen was quickly becoming more and more of a hot mess by his lover's hands.
"I don't need to shove my cock up there...I could use my hand instead...however..."
"H-how...ngh!...e-ever?"
"If not your tight rump, then perhaps I should fuck your mouth instead."
"N-no! Not th—ah!"
Kanda's hand on the boy's manhood slowly removed itself, trailing up to the youth's pert nipples, where he began to pinch and pull at each individual bud as his young lover gasped and whimpered at the attention.
"If I recall, you're the one who said I didn't have to hold back." Kanda said, licking a trail up the younger's neck, before biting where the column met the jaw. "Seeing your mouth around my dick, sucking it like it's your favorite fucking lollipop...admit it, you like it going down your throat just as much as you love me shoving it up your ass."
"O-of course I d-don't! Who w-would like th-that?!"
The Japanese male quirked a brow, and then harshly twisted Allen's left nipple. "I thought you said that you wouldn't lie to me."
He didn't know what possessed him, but Allen turned his head best he could to see Kanda's face as he grinned. "Maybe I just want you to punish me."
"I just might. But what fun is it if you're asking for it, hm?" He moved his hand, and started treating the other nipple. Pinching it harder than its twin.
"Gyaah! Naah!"
Kanda nibbled on the boy's ear, whilst simultaneously pushing his fingers -and Allen's- further up his uke's butt. "Remember, you basically asked for this, Baka."
"Nngh..."
"And trust me. I'll be taking full advantage of that fact." He this time bit roughly on the unsuspecting shoulder, Allen screaming as painful pleasure coursed through his veins.
It feels that good because it's my left... Allen thought, though with his mind as jumbled as it was, it was a miracle he'd been able to even do so. "Nnn... Yu... I wanna cum..."
When he heard that, Kanda crooked the fingers inside of his British lover — which by now had managed to go in all the way to the knuckle — entangling them with the younger's. "But I don't want you to cum just yet."
"Nyaaah!"
"Won't matter, because either way you look at it: I'm going to cum, and personally, my little Moyashi, filling you is the most arousing thing."
Allen shivered. "Y-Yu..."
"You make such a cute face when your ass takes it all in." He continued, "And when I cum into your mouth...seeing you drink it all up..."
Allen squirmed, and mewling in doing so as the fingers inside him brushed against his walls in the process. The larger fingers were just in reach of that spot...obviously on purpose, considering Kanda hadn't un-crooked his fingers just yet.
"N-no more t-teasing..."
Kanda kissed the back of his young lover's hickey-marked neck, and then grinned against it. "Now why would I ever do that?"
"Y-You d-do-ing…naaah…n-now...ah!"
"You like it."
"I-I d-"
Before the boy could finish, Kanda shifted the fingers, and the younger screamed when they rubbed against his prostate and refused to move.
"Aaaaah St-stop! Nyaah! Nnngn! Haaah! Yu! Mnn!"
"Che...not enough." Kanda growled. He removed the fingers, earning a displeasured whine from his moyashi.
"Y-Yu... What are you d-doing?"
"Up your ass, or down your throat. I'm cumming inside you either way. I doubt you want your ass to hurt more than I'm sure it already does. Pick your poison."
He'd been given that choice earlier, too... Seems his lover had wanted to do both.
With the fingers that had only just recently been taken from his fiancé's ass, Kanda pinched the boy's thigh. "Hurry and pick, or I won't give you the choice."
"I...I-I...w-want..."
"Five seconds." Wait, was he even getting a choice?!
"Yu!"
"Four."
It was getting harder for Allen to think straight. "J-just hold on for a se-"
"Three."
He really didn't cope well under such pressure. "How a-am I supposed t-"
"Two."
"B-but I don't know w-what t-"
"Times up."
"That wasn't—"
Allen was suddenly lifted off the man's legs, and placed on the floor. "Turn."
He...really wasn't going to get a choice, was he? Gulping, he did. "Yu...?"
"Suck it." Kanda ordered. "And no touching yourself as you work."
"But Y-Yu..."
"Open." Dark blue eyes were narrowed. "Your." They froze the Brit in his place. "Mouth."
"I..."
Kanda leaned forward, one of his hands grabbing a fistful of the younger's wet white hair. "Open it before I pry it open and shove my cock down your throat."
Allen shivered at the mental image...he didn't like it when Kanda was mad...or displeased...tentatively, he opened his mouth, starting with a timid open mouth kiss, tested the waters. Silver eyes looked up, getting a read on his lover.
"Moyashi."
The younger exhaled, opened his mouth more, and took as much as he could, groaning around the organ in his mouth. "Mwaaah..."
The Brit hesitantly allowed his tongue to press against the underside of his lover's engorged dick. His two hands moved, the disfigured one to fist what his mouth couldn't hold, and the other to fondle his fiancé's balls, and he felt a sliver of pride when the older male groaned.
"Heh...like your favorite fucking lollipop." Kanda grunted, eying the younger. He tightened his grip on the boy's hair, and shoved him down further. "I know you can take more than that." Allen had a feeling he knew where this was going, but otherwise took in another inch of his lover.
"Mwaahf!" The sudden action had taken Allen by surprise, and he had the strong urge to pull back and cough. He couldn't. Not with Kanda keeping him firmly in place.
That feeling only intensified when the older male bucked his hips, and he nearly choked as he swallowed more than he should have.
"Mwaah...nwau..."
"Che. You should be grateful I'm actually sparing your ass right now." Kanda said through bated breath. "Start working, otherwise I just might fuck your throat raw."
The words didn't fail to send a shiver down Allen's spine for some reason. Was he really that aroused?
Maybe there was still some of that aphrodisiac left in his system... Was that possible? How long did it take to wear off?
The Japanese male glared down at the boy, who was looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I warned you." Both hands now in the younger's hair, pulling tightly on the un-pigmented strands, he thrust into his fiancé's mouth.
And it felt amazing. For him, at least.
Allen, on the other hand, felt like he was being choked...which, really, wasn't far off. He could see his vision starting to go hazy. Suddenly, his mouth was free, and he inhaled the air around him greedily, but not before coughing.
"Idiot. You could've breathed through your fucking nose." Kanda scolded, but the words lacked any bite, as he had noticed the younger male struggling to breathe just in time.
What could he say? Even if he didn't act it a lot of the time, he did care for the younger's wellbeing. Perhaps he did go a little far this go around...
The boy dragged in a series of shaky breaths, his nude frame shuddering with every single one. When he could finally breathe properly again, he cleared his throat with a wince. "Forgot... to do that..." Allen offered the elder a small apologetic smile, lips quivering. "S-sorry..."
"Only you would appologize for something as stupid as that." The Japanese male sighed. The younger chuckled, but didn't respond back.
Kanda rolled his eyes, and, when his lover stared down at his hands unhappily, patted the younger's head comfortingly.
The British male leaned into the touch, smiling when a hand cupped his face. "You're going soft."
Forcing a grin, the FBI agent lightly slapped his fiancé's cheek, eyebrow twitching. "I see you're fine now."
"And I see that someone's in a bad mood," Allen countered.
"I'm starting to think that you deserve a whole lot more than a simple fuck in the mouth." When he saw the boy flinch at that, his grin became anything but fake. "There are just so many ways I could punish you right now... You're here, naked before me, wet in more ways than one, and at my mercy... Don't you think that maybe you should be playing it smart and try appeasing me?"
"But..." Allen met his fiancé's amused gaze with a more timid one. "You... like it when I fight. And I don't want to give in just like that..."
Kanda chuckled, finding satisfaction in the way his partner's face flushed bright red when he did so. "Because of your pride."
"Maybe." The boy bit his lower lip, finding it hard to look the man in the eye. "However, is that really such a bad thing?"
"Not at all," Kanda answered immediately. "I do enjoy stripping you of that pride of yours night after night, after all."
"God, you're such a pervert," Allen sighed. But he was smiling again.
"What did I say about calling me a pervert?"
The younger looked innocently up at the elder. "But if I said otherwise, wouldn't that be lying?"
"You little..."
"Hello? Are there two sirs of a Mr. Kanda and Mr. Walker here?"
"Fuck." Kanda said under his breath. "I forgot about that."
"Yu...!"
"Don't worry, I'll be back before you cum." Kanda smirked at the redness of the younger's face. "After all. I still have a problem that you'll have to fix when I get back." He left the room after that, leaving Allen alone, and very much both hot and bothered.
"Ba...BaKanda..." Allen grumbled.
Kanda, meanwhile had grabbed a towel, and wrapped the cloth around his waist. Upon opening the door, he full out glared at the intruder that dared interrupt his time with his fiancé. "What?"
"U-uh M-Mr. K-Ka-Ka-Kanda I p-pr-presume?"
"How about you leave now, and come back at a more...acceptable hour." There was the hint of the threat, and if the adolescent male heard it, he didn't acknowledge it.
"I-I came to d-deliver your ordered lunch." Scratch that, he did acknowledge it. "A-are you expecting a lot of people o-or something?"
"No. Leave the food here."
"R-right!" The lanky male was more than happy to get the hell out of there. Kanda eyed the trolley that was left behind. Some of these foods...he could probably use them...but first things first, of course. He turned his attention back to the baths.
What he came back to was his young fiancé fisting himself with his left hand, and the boy did not look happy. Kanda was given a glare the moment he entered the room.
"Don't give me such a look, mo-ya-shi." Kanda grinned, eyeing the younger once more. "I did have a pretty fun idea."
The glare dropped, as did the boy's fisting, a curious expression marking his features. "Uh, what do...you have in mind?"
"Making you cum with only my voice."
Allen quickly shook his head.
"Oh? And whys that?"
He didn't want to have to admit to his lover that it would mean he'd really hit rock bottom if the man didn't have to be doing anything other than speak to get him to cum. That would be beyond mortifying, and it terrified him to think of what his fiancé would do with that kind of information.
"Y-Yu..."
"Fine then. How long can you resist before you start playing with yourself, hm?" Kanda's grin widened, as he took noticed the nervous reaction. "I bet you can almost imagine the things I would do to you."
"W-well, we've known each other for over a year now, so y-yeah, I can guess." His face was red, and he just wanted to be left in peace while he finished himself off. Why did Kanda always have to make things so difficult?
"Is someone embarrassed?" The elder teased, crossing his arms where he stood.
"N-no!"
The grin threated to split the man's face in two. What really scared Allen at this point, was when Kanda's voice lowered, becoming husky, and seductive, his facial features changed to match his tone, but still kept his sadistic gleam. "Lying won't do you well, Aren. I can already tell you're close to wanting to touch yourself."
"I-I..."
"You really would enjoy an audience, now wouldn't you?" He continued, eyes never leaving the younger's. "The goal is to see how long you can go on without touching yourself...but how long do you think you can last? You'll feel as though I'm everywhere and yet nowhere on your troubled body."
"Y-Yu..." Allen raised his hand to his mouth, trying to keep the appendage occupied. But in his mind, he could already feel Kanda's hands doing as he described. His remaining arm was all that was keeping him from falling forward. "Nngh..."
"I'd trail down your arms, brush against your thighs..." Kanda licked his lips, as he watched, "But I wouldn't touch you where my hands are needed according to you just yet. I love to see you suffer...and you love it when I give it to you."
"N-no...n-not...haa..."
"I'd tease you... My tongue would slide down your jaw, and I'd kiss my way down you chest while I pinched your pink little nipples... My hands would grope your ass, squeezing your cheeks, before I'd dip a finger in your crack and stroke your perineum... Can you imagine it?"
"St-stop... that..." The delicious scene the elder's words stirred up in his mind... it was just so realistic... He wanted to touch himself, he really did, but then Kanda would be all smug and maybe even start gloating….wait, were hands touching him right now? They felt super feather-light...
"You'd mewl like a little kitten. Beg for me to cease my teasing...but we both know quite well teasing is the best way to get you as hot and bothered as humanly possible. Close to the edge, but failing to fall into oblivion."
This isn't real... Allen bit the inside of his cheek, hoping to bring himself back to reality. It isn't happening...
"And then my finger would reach your hole... and you'd scream as it plunged in..."
Not real... not real...
"Then I'd add another... I'd start preparing you... Maybe I'd even find your prostate... And your body would arch as it was consumed by bliss... Your cock would be dripping by then... and I'd give you a hand by lapping up the cum with my tongue..."
Not real...notrealnotrealnotreal...!
"And on the edge, I would plunge in three more fingers, stretching your farther...maybe even getting my hand up there."
"Nngh..." So focused on not letting his imagination run wild with Kanda's words (and failing miserably) he failed to realize he'd lost control of his hand. Until he screamed as it grasped his cock.
The elder male smirked. "That didn't take too long, now did it?"
Having already lost, Allen didn't care all that much about what the older male did next. He just wanted to cum. Mismatched hands played with him down below, one pumping, and the other teasing his tip. "Nyaahh!"
Now this was real.
This could work to his advantage. "Already playing with yourself? That's rude of you."
"Mmm...!"
"What would I do, seeing you do that, I wonder? Let's hear it, Aren, what do you see me doing right about now?"
Allen ignored his lover in favour of continuing to masturbate. "Ahhh!" He was nearly there... Just a few more pumps...
Hands were suddenly forced away, and pinned behind his back, his cheek suddenly pressed against the tiled floor. "W-wha—NYAAH!" A harsh slap to his ass had Allen's mind reeling.
"Tsk, tsk. Ignoring me? That won't do at all, pet."
"Y-Yu...?"
"Now answer me, moyashi. What would I do, seeing you have all the fun on your own, hm?"
"Fun? W-what?"
Kanda sighed and slapped the boy's ass again. "Yes, Moyashi. Is someone still a little out of it?"
"I... huh? I just... Why won't... y-you let me c-cum?"
"Because. I'd like to...play a little." The grin could practically be heard in Kanda's voice, as he pressed his towel-covered cock against the younger's naked ass.
Allen gasped, and then he whimpered when the man began to move. It got the point where he was being humped by the elder, the Asian male's hard-on poking him through the fabric of the towel.
He was horny. He wanted to cum. There was an equally horny -if somewhat extremely perverted- man behind him, literally treating him like a female dog in heat, and he couldn't do a thing. "Stop th-that!
"Why should I?" He pressed a little harder against the boy's rear, earning a moan in response. "You enjoy it. You love when I take control. Remember, for the rest of the week, you are my bitch, and I'm top dog around here."
"Fuck...y-you..."
"I believe I'm doing the fucking." Kanda corrected, before slapping Allen's rump again. He screamed in shock, accidentally pressing closer to the hidden organ. "Heh. I have an idea."
Not another one...Allen mentally panicked.
"If you do a good job sucking me off, I'll reward you with something fun." Kanda was thinking back to the food Allen was not yet aware of. Allen loved food. Allen to some extent, he was sure, enjoyed the sex.
"W-what k-kind?"
"You'd enjoy it, but you have to be a good boy. No touching yourself, and I'll maybe try refraining myself from repeating last time." At least until you're used to my enlarged dick in your mouth.
Kanda then removed himself from the younger, who whined in protest. Silver eyes looked behind him, just in time to see the towel falling to the wet floor. It fell quicker, which made sense considering they were still in the water's spray. "Y-Y...u?"
"Come on, Moyashi. Get over here and start sucking."
Allen stared at the man with a nervous expression for a moment, before he slowly turned himself around and crawled over to the elder. "Promise I'll enjoy the reward?" He'd been given many so-called rewards from his lover before, and he'd be damned if this one turned out to be like the others.
"I swear, you'll enjoy every moment of it." Kanda smirked, "Maybe more than you think you would."
"You sure?"
"Che. I already said that you would, Baka."
Placing himself between the elder's legs, he looked to the man's phallus, and gulped. Even if he's seen it before, he always left him feeling a little intimidated by it size...Allen was average, he was certain...and who ever said Japanese were small in this department...he wanted to slap them. Opening his mouth, he started this time, by languidly licking the pulsing organ from base to tip, once again testing the waters.
Kanda grunted.
Allen hesitated for a moment. Deciding it was safe, he this time gave the man's testicles a tentative lick. They tensed...was Kanda sensitive there? He licked the same one once more, getting the same result. He placed his lips on them, an innocent peck, before opening his mouth just wide enough for an open-mouth kiss. "Mo...yashi..."
"Ne...Yu, you're sensitive there, aren't you?" Allen innocently asked, "Do you like it when I do that?"
"I would love it more if you gave my cock the attention it needs." Kanda managed to reply.
"Eh? But don't you want me t-"
"Dick. Now." The elder growled. It was hard enough for him to restrain himself as he was, let alone talk.
Allen smiled, something that automatically made the Asian male wary, before his hands wrapped around the cock presented in front of him, and he blew on his fiancé's balls, eyes catching the man's fists clench.
"But...Yu seem to really enjoy me doing the teasing..." This time Allen licked a new, more certain, trail from the man's balls, to the fleshy head presented. He placed a few teasing opening mouthed kisses around the head, before blowing across the slit.
Kanda cursed.
Allen preened.
The boy nuzzled his cheek against the organ in his hands, a grin of his own in place. "...Yu-sama..." He then looked up, eyes meeting the elder's, and then slowly lowered his mouth back to the man's cock.
Kanda couldn't believe how much of a minx the boy was being. Okay, scratch that, he could believe it. It wasn't the first time this had happened. "Moyashi...I swear I'll—"
Allen had taken the opportunity to press his tongue against his 'toy', catching Kanda completely off guard at the sensation. God fucking dammit, he was so getting it later..."Yu tastes so good~"
Or...he could regain control rather easily. Kanda smirked, "I taste good, do I?"
Allen nodded, eyes hazing over, taking another languid lick around the head, before taking some of his treat into his mouth, but only enough to barely get the top into his mouth.
"Come now, little pet." Kanda kept a keen eye on his lover, "I know you can take more than that." The Asian male pushed Allen's hair back, wanting to better see the boy's face. Those white strands had been getting longer lately... They were nearly at the Brit's shoulders... It looked good on the kid.
Come to think of it...Allen had started to wear his hair back for the last couple months, didn't he? Well, that explained the missing hair ties. Kanda felt rather stupid he didn't put two and two together. He watched Allen take inch by inch of his cock into his mouth, mewling and groaning, the vibrations from the younger's actions were...not quiet helping his ability to really think clearly.
With the younger's silver eyes so focused as they were on the task he'd been given, he failed to notice his fiancé's movement until a hand cupped his cheek, and he shivered at the surprisingly gentle touch. If the man could still do things like that, it was obvious to the boy that he had to step up his game.
That thought in mind, Allen released the pulsing flesh from his mouth, moved to leave open-mouthed kisses along its length, he knew Kanda hated it when he bit him...but...would a little nibble be so bad...? A small love bite?
Would he be punished for that?
Kanda frowned when the boy paused, and then stiffened when a pair of eyes darted up, looking like they were in the middle of contemplating something. Nothing good ever happened when the Brit had that look.
"Moyashi, keep in mind, rewards can and fucking will be a punishment if you try anything I think you're thinking of trying." The younger cocked his head to one side.
"What's the reward? Can you really make it a punishment no matter what it is?"
"The reward, Moyashi, is a surprise." He hissed when the younger male's thumb was pressed gently against the top of his dick. "And it sounds like you're challenging me."
"But only if I do what you think it is I'm thinking about?" Honestly...on one hand Allen wanted to know what the reward was...on the other...he was a glutton for punishment...which side of him won out more?
The reward. Definitely the reward.
He'd be punished again soon enough anyway, so why miss out on the reward? He could always just leave a love bite on the man's cock some other time
That thought in mind, Allen closed his eyes, and opened his mouth as wide as he could, almost inhaling the man's rod like he would his favorite treats. "Mwahh~"
Even if he didn't make any sounds, that didn't mean Kanda didn't love the feeling on his fiancé sucking him of like some sort of popsicle.
This time breathing through his nose, Allen continued doing what he could around Kanda's girth. His hands found what he couldn't fit, and started massaging that, and the man's balls. He moaned every now and then, knowing the vibrations would help in sending Kanda wild...he could practically imagine screwing him relentlessly...
Allen groaned at the image in his head.
He pressed his legs together, only to send sparks of electricity up his spine. He mewled, his grip tightening just slightly on Kanda.
"Fuck, moyashi..." Kanda growled.
Hoping the elder wouldn't notice, Allen removed his right hand from the organ halfway in his mouth. He wanted to cum, he really did.
Allen mewled around Kanda's cock again, hoping he'd be able to keep Kanda too occupied to notice. He inched a little more, feeling the head just pressing against the back of his throat...
While he'd done that, his hand had found his dick.
And Kanda's hand found the boy's hair again, yanking on it once. Roughly. "Don't think I can't see what you're doing, bitch."
Allen would've hissed, but with his mouth full that was rather difficult. Silver eyes looked pleadingly at the elder. Please...
"No."
The younger disregarded those words in favour of stroking himself, and he moaned around his lover's manhood as a shudder ran through him.
Kanda tugged the boy's hair again, glaring. "I said no." He'd been patient. He'd promised the brat a reward. Hell, he'd even given the kid a break when he'd nearly chocked. That was the limit to his kindness for today. "Listen hear, my little bitch. If you touch yourself one more time when I tell you otherwise, I will tie you up, attach the humbler to your balls, fuck your hole until it bleeds, and then whip your white ass. Do you understand me?"
The Brit's hand instantaneously flinched away from his cock as he felt terror fill him.
The sinister grin on the elder's face had only fueled Allen's primal fear. "There's a good boy."
The only thing Allen could think of doing was trying to relieve the pressure down below...but every movement felt like torture, even as he tried parting his legs just enough to reduce the pressure. There was discomfort...hell, the accursed humbler might as well have been placed on him despite it all. When would Kanda let him cum?
When could he be free of— "Mwaaha!" Something brushed against his cock, and still was. Was that...was that Kanda's foot?! Allen dared to look up, and wasn't disappointed in his assumption. Kanda was grinning from ear to ear, cobalt eyes staring him down. "Nwaaah!"
If that was, in fact, his lover's foot, it had to be in an uncomfortable position right now.
"Actually," Kanda began, as though reading Allen's mind, "It's more so my leg than it is my foot, little pet."
"Fmw—MWAAH~!" Bastard pressed roughly against his aching need...
"You moved yourself over my right shin." Had he? When? "Now be a good boy, get back to your current job."
Allen mewled in response, replacing his hand, albeit shakily, back to the man's cock, fearful of disobeying this go around. Focusing, on the other hand...was rather difficult knowing he'd unknowingly allowed his fiancé's leg between his like that...
This wouldn't end well.
And it was even half a second later that he felt something rubbed up against his throbbing cock.
He wanted to scream, he wanted to close his legs...hell he almost considered humping if it meant to relieve the very building pressure! His grip tightened, nails nearly digging into the flesh he was also sucking off. In response, the hand in his hair had tightened its hold, threatening to pull the strands out...
"Fuwu...!" Silver eyes widened in shock when his head was forced further down, nearly choking him, had he not quickly breathed through his nose. The fleshy head was definitely past where his gag reflex would be.
"Be a little gentler, bitch," Kanda warned, and then pressed his leg further up against the poor boy's arousal.
"Mwaah!" There was pain, and there was pleasure...but for the life of him, he couldn't tell which won out. Allen screwed his eyes shut when the elder forced more of his cock down his esophagus. "Mwaah! Mwff!"
"You almost have the whole thing in there." Was Kanda impressed? Amused? Teasing in a cruel sadistic way? Actually, all three seemed plausible. "I can feel your cock's excitement. Are you already so close to cumming, my little bitch?"
If Allen could nod, he would.
But he couldn't.
Instead, all he could do was let the elder shove more dick down his throat and play with his manhood like it belonged to the bastard. Actually, the jerk probably thought that it did belong to him...
"I bet you're enjoying yourself."
"Mwah!"
Yu Kanda was beyond aroused right now. He was just so close to being taken to the root by that beautiful wet heat around his cock, and he wanted to cum deep into his fiancé's throat, then watch the kid pull back, only to get the last of it all over his face.
An idea...that wasn't too terrible, actually. But Allen would have to cum first, obviously. He'd have the younger clean his mess after he'd released.
"Hey, little bitch..." Kanda grinned when silver unease-filled eyes met his. "You can cum, just make sure your hands and mouth remain where they are."
Then how the hell am I supposed t— The Brit started to think, but was stopped when his lover shifted his leg, the action causing him to gasp around the man's cock.
Allen could see it in the jerk's eye. He what the elder wanted. The arse was just so bloody keen on him acting like a dog... The sad thing though, was that Allen would do it. His body's needs were far more important to him at this moment in time than his thoughts on the matter.
Goodbye pride.
Looking anywhere but at his fiancé, the boy experimentally rocked his hips, shivered, and did it again. "Nwaaah!" And again. "Mfwah!" And then again. "Fwmm!" He kept going until he was grinding against the man's shin, humping the smirking son of a bitch like an animal. And how did he know the elder was smirking? Because he could feel it. That bastard was enjoying himself to the fullest, while the younger was busy humiliating himself.
Closer, and closer...and even closer still. The pressure was building, and Allen's movements became more and more frantic, his mewling more constant. He didn't know how much more he could take...he whined, fists clenching, before he felt the tell-tale semen covering his stomach, and probably Kanda's leg.
He found it amazing he didn't bite Kanda's dick...he recalls that there are times he'd of clenched his teeth when reaching release. Breathing heavily through his nose, Allen let his hands fall, having no energy remaining. He was caught off guard when Kanda stood, white strands still clenched in his hand, and forced Allen to stand more so on his knees and started thrusting into his mouth.
It hurt.
The boy could feel Kanda's cock going past his esophagus with every thrust, forcing its way further in with every forward snap of the hips.
"Mwahf...mwahf...!" Just when he thought he was gonna black out, Kanda released Allen's hair, cumming as he did so. Shocked, the British-born male removed himself, coughing at the sudden release down his throat. He could feel the sticky substance was now on his face, and most likely in his hair. He fell on his haunches, eyes hazed, and breathing shallow.
"What a mess you've made, little pet." Kanda taunted, "You should clean up after yourself." Silver eyes saw the smeared cum on Kanda's leg, and gulped, as he crawled closer, and poked his tongue out licking at the mess he'd made.
"Yu-sama~" He'd managed to say between several licks, "I-I've a-almost got...g-got it all~"
"So I see." The elder said. When he believed Allen finished his task, he knelt before him, with the younger' chin between his thumb and forefinger, had angled the silver eyes to look into his, and then licked at his face, lapping his own mess. Allen almost purred in delight, though he wasn't sure why.
"Mm..."
"You've done a good job." Kanda genuinely praised, before standing to pick up Allen, and then set him on the bench. He then retrieved the showerhead, and started to wash the cum out of his young fiancé's hair. Maybe he did go a little far...but he knew Allen would forgive when he saw the food he was sure was still waiting for them. He'd ordered extra Mitarashi dango, after all.
And even if he did plan on using it for play...Kanda had remembered they were here to relax, and unwind. The foreplay was a nice addition though. "Yu?"
"Hn?"
"That was..."
"A little much?" Kanda supplied.
"Little?"
"Che. Fine, it was 'a lot' much." Kanda grumbled. "What scent do you want?"
"What...are my choices? I can't read anything on those bottles..."
The older of the two checked the bottles, and translated each one, "Cherry Blossom, Citrus Green Tea, and Strawberry."
The younger closed his eyes, relaxing in his place. "Cherry Blossom, please." It was warm here, and the water felt nice. Though his butt was still sore from earlier, so sitting down still hurt.
"I'll never understand the need for scented crap like these." Kanda grumbled, as he applied the fragranced shampoo in the palm of his hand, before placing the bottle down. He lathered the soap between his hands, and then started massaging it through snowy white locks.
"Not everyone has hair that doesn't dry out with soap for whatever reason." Allen pointed out. He sighed after Kanda's fingers continued their task.
"Tilt your head back." Kanda grabbed the hose again, this time scrubbing with one hand, and washing the released suds with the other. He watched the mass of soapy bubbles drip out of the younger's hair, clumps of the substance falling to the ground, while smaller droplets slid down pale skin. "Do you want the conditioner?"
"...yes?"
"Don't question it, idiot." Allen only pouted in response.
"Then yes please, I would love the conditioner."
Kanda flicked the boy in the middle of his forehead. "Keep acting like that and I'll continue form where we left off earlier."
"I'd rather you don't."
"Then I just might."
"YU!"
"Can't even handle a little teasing." Kanda grumbled, before grabbing the conditioner, and applying it to Allen's hair. "We have two choices after a shower. We can either: A: soak in the bath behind us, or B: Eat lunch which came a little while ago."
Allen started at the mention of lunch. "Eat! The food'll get cold otherwise!" He could already imagine what kind of foods there'd be... His mouth was watering just thinking about it.
The Japanese male, on the other hand, outwardly grinned at the younger's predictable response. The brat's gluttonous moments really came in handy sometimes. This would be fun.
"It can wait a little while." Kanda grumbled, having to force the younger to sit back down. "I need to get this stuff out of your hair first."
"'kay! But hurry!" After everything they'd done, the younger was so hungry...
The elder smiled to himself, it was sometimes hard to believe the kid was really nineteen. There were so many times he acted like he was eight or something. "Impatient little brat."
"No I'm not."
"So you say."
"'cuz I'm not!" Allen declared with a pout.
The Japanese male's eye twitched. "Keep making that face and I'll kiss you."
"Really?" The younger asked, moving his head out of the shower's spray to raise his eyebrows at this lover.
"Che."
Allen faked a pout, silver eyes wide and trembling. "What face was it, Yu-sama? This one?"
Kanda grabbed the boy by his hair and shoved him back under the water so he could wash out the conditioner. "Do you want me to rape you?"
The Brit, now grinning, laughed. "Can't rape the willing."
"So you do want me to fuck you again?"
Paling, Allen quickly shook his head. "N-not right now..."
Chuckling to himself, Kanda ruffled the wet white locks of hair. "So I can have sex with you later."
"I-If I'm up t-to it..."
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be up to it," the older male said, smirking down at the boy.
"Yu..." Allen half growled. "I can't even sit right now without pain in my bloody arse."
"Someone's cranky."
"Gee, I wonder why," Allen muttered, laying the sarcasm on thick.
Kanda leaned in closer to the younger and said, "If it hurts so much, maybe I should kiss it better."
"Depends where you're planning on kissing." Suspicion could easily be heard creeping into Allen's voice. And how could it not? He was suspicious of every damn comment the elder made. He had every right to be, too. Hidden meanings and innuendoes were a frequent occurrence in the bastard's words.
The Japanese male continued smirking, giving the boy this 'I think you know where' look, to which said boy scowled at.
"No."
Kanda's brows drew together in false confusion. "And why ever not?"
All the Brit did was mirror the man's previous expression.
"Che. You're no fun."
"Deal with it." The younger male bluntly stated. "After all, you're the one who proposed, so you gotta anyway."
"So I've figured."
Allen slowly nodded, his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the water beating down on him. This was actually really comfortable... All he had to do was ignore the pain in his butt...
Silver eyes snapped open when lips pressed lightly to his own, and then he pulled with a curse when he got conditioner in his eye.
It took a lot of effort to not laugh, though a snicker managed to sneak by his defenses. By the time Allen managed to rinse the burning substance out of his eyes, he glared up at Kanda, the obvious telltale look of 'it was your fault', was written on his face. "Yu!"
"Only you could manage to injure your left eye like that." Kanda snickered once more, and earned a slap from the younger. Not a powerful one, but enough to catch his attention.
"That damn eye of mine must be cursed or something." Allen sighed. "The scar, that time I nearly got my eye jabbed out by Road..." Allen visibly shuddered at that memory.
"You nearly got your eye jabbed out by Road?"
"Did you know she was able to make innocent things dangerous weapons? Because she weaponized a freaking candle while I was still being trained."
"That chick was a fucking psychopath," Kanda muttered, eyes blazing with anger at the thought of that brat even touching his fiancé, his good mood gone. Great, now he wanted to have been the one to kill the bitch.
Allen nibbled on his lower lip, knowing that it wasn't right for him to be enjoying this as much as he was. It's just... it always made his heart swell with happiness to see his lover have this sort of reaction. He like the man's protectiveness. It was part of what made him feel so safe now.
Did that make him a horrible person for feeling this way?
"Moyashi..." The Japanese male extended a hand towards his young lover, jerking his head in the direction of the door. "C'mon. It's time to eat."
Yes, it was a poor attempt at changing the subject, but Allen figured it best to just roll with it. "What kind of foods are there?" He asked, taking the offered hand.
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