[RP] Clockwise Turned Backward pt 17
Here's the ending of the Kanda x Lavi scene, and currently um...uptodate with what we have (though we're adding more as I speak--er, type)
Warning: same as last chapter, with an adage of fluff.
"Yuu....." he groaned, blinking a few times, Then, suddenly - and without a second thought - he leaned up as far as he could, pulling Kanda down closer towards him as he did so, and-
He couldn't believe he'd ever forgotten how nice it felt, kissing the Japanese boy. It wasn't hard and passionate, like with Tyki - but soft, almost....clumsy. But it was slow, and it was a nice change. He could only hope that the other wouldn't pull away, once he'd realized what happened...
And...he was being kissed. Wait. What? It took him a moment to register the slightly chapped lips of the other male, but when he did--it reminded him of the drinking games. and the dare-kisses that the redhead always wanted, and that Yuu would have given without question if--if--but this wasn't a dare, even if the boy still tasted like alcohol, even if he normally would have pulled away by now because it was NOT like him and--and--
He was so very glad he needed to breathe eventually, because when he did, he could pull away, and stare, and ask "Wha--"
But he was being pulled back again, lips slamming a little more forcefully into his own--and he found himself really not caring, as he shifted a bit, forcing the boy's legs apart with his knee due to the angle and--that was unintentional. It was. Right. Didn't mean he couldn't like the moan the redhead gave as his knee pressed against that BULDGE and--
And when the boy broke the kiss to cry out his name, back arching--
/Goddamn/
"Yuu......" Lavi all but panted, squeezing his eyes shut. It felt...good - the friction, the other boy's touch...it all felt so good, and the redhead couldn't help but let out another soft moan. He pulled Kanda's face back towards his own for another kiss, but only managed a slight, barely there press of lips, that was over almost just as soon as it had begun.
"I....damn. Are ya gunna get me off, or ya gunna get off me, so I can do it myself?" he asked quickly, though his voice was barely above a whisper. His little 'problem' was actually starting to hurt...and if he didn't do something /soon/....
Kanda's eyes widened at Lavi's question, and immediately that statement--that promise--'I won't go THAT far'--seemed too weak. Far too weak, especially now, with the redhead under him, looking so...so...he felt a shiver go down his spine--/goddammit/--he hated going against his word, especially to himself but.
But this was Lavi.
He let out a shaky sigh and stood, watching as a look of disappointment crossed the redhead's face, before he extended his hand, "Che, come on. We're not doing this on the FLOOR."
"Ehh....." Lavi raised his hand - why the Hell was he shaking? - and grasped onto Kanda's, though his grip was rather weak. He allowed the older boy to pull him up, unsteadily, to his feet, and he all but fell into Kanda - thankful when the other caught him, and practically half-carried him down the hall, to his bedroom.
The moment he was let go, Lavi fell onto Kanda's bed - no longer having the strength to keep /himself/ upright - and, ironically enough, landed on his back.
"Yuu....?" His voice was, well....small. And unsure. Almost like a child's.
He could tell the boy was unsure about the whole thing, and really, Kanda couldn't blame him. Beds usually meant getting tangled in them and waking up sweaty the next morning. But this? This...well...he smiled--trying to keep it as soft as he needed, as reassuring, though he hadn't given one of those in a while (the last one was to Lenalee, and he couldn't even remember WHAT That had been for. But that it had been his fault. For some reason)
"Che, don't worry, I won't do.../that/...just...shut up," with that he crawled onto the bed again, hands immediately going to the idiots belt, to undo the belt buckle that held his pants on his hips.
But of course, Lavi wouldn't listen, and sure enough, a moment later two shaky hands were placed over his own, and when he looked up--he heard the sharp intake of breath, and the way the boy's mouth opened and closed a few times before words could form.
"Yuu..?" he finally spoke up, looking for all the world, well...afraid. "Yuu doesn't...hate me - do you?"
In Lavi's drunken mind, this was a perfectly legitimate worry. After all, the other boy sure /acted/ like he hated him, most of the time. And at the moment, the redhead wasn't nearly sober enough to remember - that's just the way Kanda was.
Kanda opened his mouth to respond--to say 'Would I do this if I hated you?' but he knew the answer to that question. He knew but....he didn't. So he sighed and the words fall out, sitting up a little straighter as he did so, "Che, would I do this if I hated you?"
the boy opened his mouth to respond but he cut him off, "Just shut up and enjoy this." He looked down again, focusing at the task at hand--shoving Lavi's hands away, and finally getting the buckle to come undone. Then he started working down the zipper
Lavi blushed, and snapped his mouth closed obediently, nodding his head. Okay. If Kanda wanted him to be quiet - then he would be quiet. As long as....as long as Yuu didn't hate him, he'd be fine.
But then, when the older boy's hands started tugging down his zipper, he couldn't help but let out a soft squeak, and moving his hands back. He was...../why/ was he so embarrassed? He'd done this with Tyki already, hadn't he? Yes....yes he had. And he'd been fine. Slowly, the redhead pulled his hands back again, to rest at his sides. It was only the alcohol making him this way - there was no other option.
Kanda blinked and watched as the usagi dropped his hands back to his sides, shifting a little and looking for all the world like this--like this--MEANT something? Wait...what....?
He sat up a little more, and gently (far too gently than he would ever admit), gripped one of the boy's hands, sending him a questioning look he hoped he would get.
It was 3AM in the morning. That was his excuse.
It was 3 AM in the morning, and this redhead was currently on his bed, blushing, and--he didn't want...to do...anything he didn't--want?
Well of course he didn't, but--
"Will you let me?"
Lavi remained silently for a few moments, before nodding, slowly. Then, he looked up to meet Kanda's eyes - or, 'eye', in his case. "...yeah....okay. I trust Yuu."
He couldn't help but tense - just a bit - however, when he felt his pants and boxers slowly being slid down off his hips. Nor could he stop the quick intake of air, when said articles of clothing made a soft 'thud' sound, as they were dropped to the floor.
Damnit...what was /with/ him tonight? This was Kanda, damnit. KANDA. Who would never hurt him. Lavi took in a deep breath of air, then let it out slowly, forcing himself to relax - to 'enjoy this', as Yuu had instructed.
He saw Lavi tense up and scowled, but ignored it, instead taking his length into his hand, and slowly starting to pump. Keeping up a steady rhythm, and listening for the steady increase of breath--rise and fall of chest--of the small shivers Lavi would sometimes do when he blew on the back of his neck.
He smirked when he got a whimper, but it still seemed restrained, "Che, ba-ka--relax." he hated it, but he almost sounded playful. Kanda Yuu did NOT sound playful.
*He just hoped the redhead wasn't paying attention
Lavi felt his blush deepen at the - well, with Kanda, he supposed it /was/ a command, but he did as he was told, nonetheless. The next time he felt Kanda's fingers trail along his erection, he didn't try to hold back his moan. Nor the next. Or even the one after that.
"Gah...Yuu....kiss me....?" he asked, almost...pleadingly. He....really wanted the other boy to kiss him again. Or...not 'again', seeing as Lavi'd been the one to initiate the other kisses - so, he supposed it would make more sense if he 'just wanted Kanda to kiss him'.
Kanda raised his eyebrow at the request, smirking slightly, "Really?" He increased his pace on the boy's erection, watching him squirm for a moment before letting out a sharp whine.
With that he leaned forward a bit, so that he was looking down at the redhead, keeping the smirk still in place, "You want me to, Hn?" He lowered his head as he said those words, making sure to brush his lips against the others, but not initiate the kiss.
No, he wasn't a tease. Not at all. It was just fun...to see the desperate look in the other’s eye as he denied him something he wanted.
Lavi growled softly, and lifted a hand to wrap around the back of Kanda's neck, pulling the man closer and holding him there, as he pressed their lips together tightly, a desperate moan slipping past his own, but soon lost between their conjoined mouths. He bucked himself into Kanda's hand, whining softly.
He was close - closer than he knew he should have been this soon. But...once again, he decided to blame the alcohol.
Kanda felt the heat in the kiss and had to wonder exactly HOW MUCH the redhead had had before, but decided not to worry too much about it--he'd find out in the morning (everything was found out in the morning) and...well...he did enjoy the kiss.
He...could...let himself enjoy it, couldn't he? As he felt said redhead buck against him and whine into his mouth--he took the opportunity and slipped his tongue inside, to play with Lavi's own.
He felt the boy stiffen under him at that, before pressing him closer and, he could barely keep up with how fast his tongue was moving--but he would NOT lose. He wouldn't. He was Kanda Yuu,--
Who was currently pressing his 'best friend' into the mattress. Right. Who cared if things didn't add up?
Lavi let out another moan - much louder this time - and was forced to break their kiss, so he could breathe. Only a few moments later - he couldn't take it anymore, and he was SURE it was the alcohol's fault - he shouted Yuu's name loudly, unable to hold himself back for another second, and he came hard, all over his friend's hand.
The redhead fell back against the bed, body going limp, and opened his eye, smiling at the Japanese, albeit...rather shyly. "I.....thanks, Yuu."
Kanda blinked and looked down at his hand, then at the boy laying, content and peaceful on his bed. Great. His hand was /dirty/ now. And he really didn't want to wash his sheets tomorrow...
So he lifted his dirtied hand to his lips and began to lick it clean.
Lavi immediately blushed at the sight of the other boy...licking...that - but really, it wasn't any worse than what he himself had done for Tyki, so why was he so embarrassed..? - and he turned his face away. It was....embarrassing, no matter how he looked at it. Maybe because it was HIS...and yeah.... But there was still the alcohol to take into account.
Kanda finished cleaning the release off his hand and turned to the red head, who...currently wasn't looking at him, face flushed as red as his hair. Or redder.
"What?" He asked, trying to make his voice sound like normal, and almost succeeding--crawling up to sit next to the boy, before glancing down at the boy’s still obviously nude lower half.
"Shouldn't you--" He started, but a squeak cut him off, and he turned to look up at the boy's face. /What...?/
Lavi's blush deepened even more, and when he opened his mouth to answer - another squeak came out. Flustered, he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to concentrate on practical speech, and tried again. This time, thankfully, his endeavor proved to be successful.
"I....are you sure....that was okay?" he asked hesitantly, finally returning the older boy's gaze. "We're not gunna be...'weird' after that...are we?"
Kanda's blinked at him for a moment before sighing and reaching over the side of the bed to grab the boy’s pants, "What are you saying /baka/? We'll only be 'weird' if you think it's weird."
"I....no." He shook his head, grabbing the pants to keep his hands busy, sliding them back up his legs, hips, and buckling the belt before speaking up again. "I don't think it's weird. I mean...with Tyki, and we're still-" He stopped. That wasn't the point.
"No...no, I won't think it's weird. I just....thought Yuu might...b'cuz Yuu don' like being too close ta people, so......but. If Yuu says it's okay, then..." He sighed, closing his eyes, and curling up against Kanda's side. He just wanted to sleep.....
"I...don't like...being close to people?" Kanda let out a low chuckle, watching as the boy shifted, curling into a ball--a perfect fit against his side. In a matter of seconds the boy's chest rose and fell with the lull of sleep, leaving Kanda there, staring up at the ceiling...
"Don't like being too close?" Well. Yes. That was true. But--didn't the redhead know?--he glanced down at said redhead, and reached out, touching the boy's hair, "You don't count." He murmured to the silence.
Warning: same as last chapter, with an adage of fluff.
"Yuu....." he groaned, blinking a few times, Then, suddenly - and without a second thought - he leaned up as far as he could, pulling Kanda down closer towards him as he did so, and-
He couldn't believe he'd ever forgotten how nice it felt, kissing the Japanese boy. It wasn't hard and passionate, like with Tyki - but soft, almost....clumsy. But it was slow, and it was a nice change. He could only hope that the other wouldn't pull away, once he'd realized what happened...
And...he was being kissed. Wait. What? It took him a moment to register the slightly chapped lips of the other male, but when he did--it reminded him of the drinking games. and the dare-kisses that the redhead always wanted, and that Yuu would have given without question if--if--but this wasn't a dare, even if the boy still tasted like alcohol, even if he normally would have pulled away by now because it was NOT like him and--and--
He was so very glad he needed to breathe eventually, because when he did, he could pull away, and stare, and ask "Wha--"
But he was being pulled back again, lips slamming a little more forcefully into his own--and he found himself really not caring, as he shifted a bit, forcing the boy's legs apart with his knee due to the angle and--that was unintentional. It was. Right. Didn't mean he couldn't like the moan the redhead gave as his knee pressed against that BULDGE and--
And when the boy broke the kiss to cry out his name, back arching--
/Goddamn/
"Yuu......" Lavi all but panted, squeezing his eyes shut. It felt...good - the friction, the other boy's touch...it all felt so good, and the redhead couldn't help but let out another soft moan. He pulled Kanda's face back towards his own for another kiss, but only managed a slight, barely there press of lips, that was over almost just as soon as it had begun.
"I....damn. Are ya gunna get me off, or ya gunna get off me, so I can do it myself?" he asked quickly, though his voice was barely above a whisper. His little 'problem' was actually starting to hurt...and if he didn't do something /soon/....
Kanda's eyes widened at Lavi's question, and immediately that statement--that promise--'I won't go THAT far'--seemed too weak. Far too weak, especially now, with the redhead under him, looking so...so...he felt a shiver go down his spine--/goddammit/--he hated going against his word, especially to himself but.
But this was Lavi.
He let out a shaky sigh and stood, watching as a look of disappointment crossed the redhead's face, before he extended his hand, "Che, come on. We're not doing this on the FLOOR."
"Ehh....." Lavi raised his hand - why the Hell was he shaking? - and grasped onto Kanda's, though his grip was rather weak. He allowed the older boy to pull him up, unsteadily, to his feet, and he all but fell into Kanda - thankful when the other caught him, and practically half-carried him down the hall, to his bedroom.
The moment he was let go, Lavi fell onto Kanda's bed - no longer having the strength to keep /himself/ upright - and, ironically enough, landed on his back.
"Yuu....?" His voice was, well....small. And unsure. Almost like a child's.
He could tell the boy was unsure about the whole thing, and really, Kanda couldn't blame him. Beds usually meant getting tangled in them and waking up sweaty the next morning. But this? This...well...he smiled--trying to keep it as soft as he needed, as reassuring, though he hadn't given one of those in a while (the last one was to Lenalee, and he couldn't even remember WHAT That had been for. But that it had been his fault. For some reason)
"Che, don't worry, I won't do.../that/...just...shut up," with that he crawled onto the bed again, hands immediately going to the idiots belt, to undo the belt buckle that held his pants on his hips.
But of course, Lavi wouldn't listen, and sure enough, a moment later two shaky hands were placed over his own, and when he looked up--he heard the sharp intake of breath, and the way the boy's mouth opened and closed a few times before words could form.
"Yuu..?" he finally spoke up, looking for all the world, well...afraid. "Yuu doesn't...hate me - do you?"
In Lavi's drunken mind, this was a perfectly legitimate worry. After all, the other boy sure /acted/ like he hated him, most of the time. And at the moment, the redhead wasn't nearly sober enough to remember - that's just the way Kanda was.
Kanda opened his mouth to respond--to say 'Would I do this if I hated you?' but he knew the answer to that question. He knew but....he didn't. So he sighed and the words fall out, sitting up a little straighter as he did so, "Che, would I do this if I hated you?"
the boy opened his mouth to respond but he cut him off, "Just shut up and enjoy this." He looked down again, focusing at the task at hand--shoving Lavi's hands away, and finally getting the buckle to come undone. Then he started working down the zipper
Lavi blushed, and snapped his mouth closed obediently, nodding his head. Okay. If Kanda wanted him to be quiet - then he would be quiet. As long as....as long as Yuu didn't hate him, he'd be fine.
But then, when the older boy's hands started tugging down his zipper, he couldn't help but let out a soft squeak, and moving his hands back. He was...../why/ was he so embarrassed? He'd done this with Tyki already, hadn't he? Yes....yes he had. And he'd been fine. Slowly, the redhead pulled his hands back again, to rest at his sides. It was only the alcohol making him this way - there was no other option.
Kanda blinked and watched as the usagi dropped his hands back to his sides, shifting a little and looking for all the world like this--like this--MEANT something? Wait...what....?
He sat up a little more, and gently (far too gently than he would ever admit), gripped one of the boy's hands, sending him a questioning look he hoped he would get.
It was 3AM in the morning. That was his excuse.
It was 3 AM in the morning, and this redhead was currently on his bed, blushing, and--he didn't want...to do...anything he didn't--want?
Well of course he didn't, but--
"Will you let me?"
Lavi remained silently for a few moments, before nodding, slowly. Then, he looked up to meet Kanda's eyes - or, 'eye', in his case. "...yeah....okay. I trust Yuu."
He couldn't help but tense - just a bit - however, when he felt his pants and boxers slowly being slid down off his hips. Nor could he stop the quick intake of air, when said articles of clothing made a soft 'thud' sound, as they were dropped to the floor.
Damnit...what was /with/ him tonight? This was Kanda, damnit. KANDA. Who would never hurt him. Lavi took in a deep breath of air, then let it out slowly, forcing himself to relax - to 'enjoy this', as Yuu had instructed.
He saw Lavi tense up and scowled, but ignored it, instead taking his length into his hand, and slowly starting to pump. Keeping up a steady rhythm, and listening for the steady increase of breath--rise and fall of chest--of the small shivers Lavi would sometimes do when he blew on the back of his neck.
He smirked when he got a whimper, but it still seemed restrained, "Che, ba-ka--relax." he hated it, but he almost sounded playful. Kanda Yuu did NOT sound playful.
*He just hoped the redhead wasn't paying attention
Lavi felt his blush deepen at the - well, with Kanda, he supposed it /was/ a command, but he did as he was told, nonetheless. The next time he felt Kanda's fingers trail along his erection, he didn't try to hold back his moan. Nor the next. Or even the one after that.
"Gah...Yuu....kiss me....?" he asked, almost...pleadingly. He....really wanted the other boy to kiss him again. Or...not 'again', seeing as Lavi'd been the one to initiate the other kisses - so, he supposed it would make more sense if he 'just wanted Kanda to kiss him'.
Kanda raised his eyebrow at the request, smirking slightly, "Really?" He increased his pace on the boy's erection, watching him squirm for a moment before letting out a sharp whine.
With that he leaned forward a bit, so that he was looking down at the redhead, keeping the smirk still in place, "You want me to, Hn?" He lowered his head as he said those words, making sure to brush his lips against the others, but not initiate the kiss.
No, he wasn't a tease. Not at all. It was just fun...to see the desperate look in the other’s eye as he denied him something he wanted.
Lavi growled softly, and lifted a hand to wrap around the back of Kanda's neck, pulling the man closer and holding him there, as he pressed their lips together tightly, a desperate moan slipping past his own, but soon lost between their conjoined mouths. He bucked himself into Kanda's hand, whining softly.
He was close - closer than he knew he should have been this soon. But...once again, he decided to blame the alcohol.
Kanda felt the heat in the kiss and had to wonder exactly HOW MUCH the redhead had had before, but decided not to worry too much about it--he'd find out in the morning (everything was found out in the morning) and...well...he did enjoy the kiss.
He...could...let himself enjoy it, couldn't he? As he felt said redhead buck against him and whine into his mouth--he took the opportunity and slipped his tongue inside, to play with Lavi's own.
He felt the boy stiffen under him at that, before pressing him closer and, he could barely keep up with how fast his tongue was moving--but he would NOT lose. He wouldn't. He was Kanda Yuu,--
Who was currently pressing his 'best friend' into the mattress. Right. Who cared if things didn't add up?
Lavi let out another moan - much louder this time - and was forced to break their kiss, so he could breathe. Only a few moments later - he couldn't take it anymore, and he was SURE it was the alcohol's fault - he shouted Yuu's name loudly, unable to hold himself back for another second, and he came hard, all over his friend's hand.
The redhead fell back against the bed, body going limp, and opened his eye, smiling at the Japanese, albeit...rather shyly. "I.....thanks, Yuu."
Kanda blinked and looked down at his hand, then at the boy laying, content and peaceful on his bed. Great. His hand was /dirty/ now. And he really didn't want to wash his sheets tomorrow...
So he lifted his dirtied hand to his lips and began to lick it clean.
Lavi immediately blushed at the sight of the other boy...licking...that - but really, it wasn't any worse than what he himself had done for Tyki, so why was he so embarrassed..? - and he turned his face away. It was....embarrassing, no matter how he looked at it. Maybe because it was HIS...and yeah.... But there was still the alcohol to take into account.
Kanda finished cleaning the release off his hand and turned to the red head, who...currently wasn't looking at him, face flushed as red as his hair. Or redder.
"What?" He asked, trying to make his voice sound like normal, and almost succeeding--crawling up to sit next to the boy, before glancing down at the boy’s still obviously nude lower half.
"Shouldn't you--" He started, but a squeak cut him off, and he turned to look up at the boy's face. /What...?/
Lavi's blush deepened even more, and when he opened his mouth to answer - another squeak came out. Flustered, he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to concentrate on practical speech, and tried again. This time, thankfully, his endeavor proved to be successful.
"I....are you sure....that was okay?" he asked hesitantly, finally returning the older boy's gaze. "We're not gunna be...'weird' after that...are we?"
Kanda's blinked at him for a moment before sighing and reaching over the side of the bed to grab the boy’s pants, "What are you saying /baka/? We'll only be 'weird' if you think it's weird."
"I....no." He shook his head, grabbing the pants to keep his hands busy, sliding them back up his legs, hips, and buckling the belt before speaking up again. "I don't think it's weird. I mean...with Tyki, and we're still-" He stopped. That wasn't the point.
"No...no, I won't think it's weird. I just....thought Yuu might...b'cuz Yuu don' like being too close ta people, so......but. If Yuu says it's okay, then..." He sighed, closing his eyes, and curling up against Kanda's side. He just wanted to sleep.....
"I...don't like...being close to people?" Kanda let out a low chuckle, watching as the boy shifted, curling into a ball--a perfect fit against his side. In a matter of seconds the boy's chest rose and fell with the lull of sleep, leaving Kanda there, staring up at the ceiling...
"Don't like being too close?" Well. Yes. That was true. But--didn't the redhead know?--he glanced down at said redhead, and reached out, touching the boy's hair, "You don't count." He murmured to the silence.