[Fic] Touching
Title: Touching
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Rating: NC-17
Summary: For the D.Gray-Man Kink Meme
Original Request: Anonymouse would like to see Allen masturbating (with his left hand. Bonus points for someone (Lavi for preference, but doesn't have to be) watching...
“You touch yourself when you think of me, Allen?” Lavi whispered against the sensitive skin of Allen’s neck. He nipped at it lightly, grinning to himself as the younger exorcist squirmed under his touch.
The silver-haired boy swallowed, eyes fluttering slightly as Lavi moved lower, lower, lower, undoing clasps and buttons as he went. He breathed against wet skin, making Allen shiver with want and need. “Mm... yes...” he managed to choke out, fingers curling into the sheets.
“Can I see?”
Allen froze. His breath seemed to completely stop coming altogether for a strangely long time. His back and shoulders tensed slightly at the sudden request. What, exactly, was Lavi asking of him? “H-huh?” he responded oh-so-smartly.
“Can I see?” Lavi repeated himself, no shame whatsoever present in his voice. “I was just thinking how hot it would be to see you jerk off to the thought of me... touching yourself, panting, moaning and eventually screaming my name while I’m there and watch it all,” he purred, fingers dancing up and down Allen’s stomach.
The younger exorcist looked hesitant. His lip was caught between his teeth and he couldn’t find it in himself to meet the redhead’s eyes. “I... I....”
“If you don’t want to, it’s fine.” Lavi shrugged, getting up onto his hands and knees and hovering above Allen. “It was just an idea. You don’t have to do it if you don’t feel comfortable,” he murmured. He leaned down again, starting to nip and suck at Allen’s collarbone.
“Wait...” the silver head mumbled, placing his hand on Lavi’s head and gently pushing him back. “I... I want to.”
The redhead could only stare at Allen for a short moment, shock plainly evident on his face. “Yeah?” he laughed, sitting upright, straddling the younger’s thighs. “Well... get to it, then, babe.” He smirked, sliding away from Allen to sit patiently-like a dog waiting for a treat-at the foot of the bed.
The younger teen felt his face heat up under Lavi’s gaze. He gulped audibly and leaned back against the headboard. He could already feel the sharp ache of arousal pooling at the pit of his abdomen with the way Lavi was just staring at him. He let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes.
He trailed his right hand down the hot, slightly sticky skin of his chest slow enough to tease himself and his lover. He reached over to gently rub and tweak a nipple, eliciting quiet, sighing sounds from him. He squeezed a little harder, twisting and arching into his own hand, all the while imagining it was Lavi’s.
“Ahh, damn, babe, that’s good,” the redhead muttered, almost absently, his eyes fixated on Allen.
This encouraged the young exorcist on further. He gnawed on his bottom lip, playing with the waistband of his pants. His belt was already long forgotten and the top button undone. All he had to do was shimmy his pants down to his ankles, reach into his underpants and-
“Wait.”
Allen stopped. He opened his eyes and stared at Lavi, confused. “What?” He frowned, right hand falling back to the bed.
“Use the other hand,” Lavi said quickly, grinning particularly wide. His cheeks were already flushed and he was breathing heavily through his nose.
Oh, god. Just the way that Lavi was staring at him was making his cock throb. He nodded and reached up with his left hand. Deformed, rough and ugly as it was, it seemed to please his lover. He pushed down his underwear, shivering slightly, breath catching in his throat as the cold air hit his heated, swollen flesh.
“Fuck, Allen, you’re so goddamn gorgeous.”
The words went straight to Allen’s crotch. He grabbed a hold of the hot base of his cock, starting to pump himself in long, shaky strokes.
He let his eyes closed and his imagination run. He imagined that the rough hand he was pleasuring himself with was the calloused, page-worn hand of his lover. He squeezed, allowing his fingertips to flutter over the head. “Ah!” he gasped, slicking his thumb through a dollop of pre-come collecting at the slit. “L-Lavi... ahh...” he panted.
He raised his hips slightly, starting to move his hand faster. He tried not to stare at the red skin and tried to pay attention to his fantasy-Lavi touching him, sucking him, fucking him, anything!
“Yeah, Allen, that’s good, babe, keep going.” Lavi sounded completely breathless. Allen cracked his eyes open and his breath caught at the sight in front of him. Lavi was jacking off-furiously, he might add-to the sight of Allen.
“Oh my god, Lavi....” the younger exorcist moaned. He bucked his hips into his hand, throwing his head back and nearly cracking it against the wall. His hand was rubbing and damn near scratching, sending pleasurable jolts through his body. Just a little... more. “Ahh! Lavi!” he yelped, his orgasm hitting him like a fucking freight train. White flashes dotted his sight as his entire being seemed to throb.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, Allen...” Lavi gasped, almost falling completely forward as he came against his hand, teeth bared and eyes wide open.
Allen slumped back against the headboard, body still shaking from the weight of his climax. “We...” he whispered, trying to collect his thoughts. “We need to do that again sometime....”
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Rating: NC-17
Summary: For the D.Gray-Man Kink Meme
Original Request: Anonymouse would like to see Allen masturbating (with his left hand. Bonus points for someone (Lavi for preference, but doesn't have to be) watching...
“You touch yourself when you think of me, Allen?” Lavi whispered against the sensitive skin of Allen’s neck. He nipped at it lightly, grinning to himself as the younger exorcist squirmed under his touch.
The silver-haired boy swallowed, eyes fluttering slightly as Lavi moved lower, lower, lower, undoing clasps and buttons as he went. He breathed against wet skin, making Allen shiver with want and need. “Mm... yes...” he managed to choke out, fingers curling into the sheets.
“Can I see?”
Allen froze. His breath seemed to completely stop coming altogether for a strangely long time. His back and shoulders tensed slightly at the sudden request. What, exactly, was Lavi asking of him? “H-huh?” he responded oh-so-smartly.
“Can I see?” Lavi repeated himself, no shame whatsoever present in his voice. “I was just thinking how hot it would be to see you jerk off to the thought of me... touching yourself, panting, moaning and eventually screaming my name while I’m there and watch it all,” he purred, fingers dancing up and down Allen’s stomach.
The younger exorcist looked hesitant. His lip was caught between his teeth and he couldn’t find it in himself to meet the redhead’s eyes. “I... I....”
“If you don’t want to, it’s fine.” Lavi shrugged, getting up onto his hands and knees and hovering above Allen. “It was just an idea. You don’t have to do it if you don’t feel comfortable,” he murmured. He leaned down again, starting to nip and suck at Allen’s collarbone.
“Wait...” the silver head mumbled, placing his hand on Lavi’s head and gently pushing him back. “I... I want to.”
The redhead could only stare at Allen for a short moment, shock plainly evident on his face. “Yeah?” he laughed, sitting upright, straddling the younger’s thighs. “Well... get to it, then, babe.” He smirked, sliding away from Allen to sit patiently-like a dog waiting for a treat-at the foot of the bed.
The younger teen felt his face heat up under Lavi’s gaze. He gulped audibly and leaned back against the headboard. He could already feel the sharp ache of arousal pooling at the pit of his abdomen with the way Lavi was just staring at him. He let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes.
He trailed his right hand down the hot, slightly sticky skin of his chest slow enough to tease himself and his lover. He reached over to gently rub and tweak a nipple, eliciting quiet, sighing sounds from him. He squeezed a little harder, twisting and arching into his own hand, all the while imagining it was Lavi’s.
“Ahh, damn, babe, that’s good,” the redhead muttered, almost absently, his eyes fixated on Allen.
This encouraged the young exorcist on further. He gnawed on his bottom lip, playing with the waistband of his pants. His belt was already long forgotten and the top button undone. All he had to do was shimmy his pants down to his ankles, reach into his underpants and-
“Wait.”
Allen stopped. He opened his eyes and stared at Lavi, confused. “What?” He frowned, right hand falling back to the bed.
“Use the other hand,” Lavi said quickly, grinning particularly wide. His cheeks were already flushed and he was breathing heavily through his nose.
Oh, god. Just the way that Lavi was staring at him was making his cock throb. He nodded and reached up with his left hand. Deformed, rough and ugly as it was, it seemed to please his lover. He pushed down his underwear, shivering slightly, breath catching in his throat as the cold air hit his heated, swollen flesh.
“Fuck, Allen, you’re so goddamn gorgeous.”
The words went straight to Allen’s crotch. He grabbed a hold of the hot base of his cock, starting to pump himself in long, shaky strokes.
He let his eyes closed and his imagination run. He imagined that the rough hand he was pleasuring himself with was the calloused, page-worn hand of his lover. He squeezed, allowing his fingertips to flutter over the head. “Ah!” he gasped, slicking his thumb through a dollop of pre-come collecting at the slit. “L-Lavi... ahh...” he panted.
He raised his hips slightly, starting to move his hand faster. He tried not to stare at the red skin and tried to pay attention to his fantasy-Lavi touching him, sucking him, fucking him, anything!
“Yeah, Allen, that’s good, babe, keep going.” Lavi sounded completely breathless. Allen cracked his eyes open and his breath caught at the sight in front of him. Lavi was jacking off-furiously, he might add-to the sight of Allen.
“Oh my god, Lavi....” the younger exorcist moaned. He bucked his hips into his hand, throwing his head back and nearly cracking it against the wall. His hand was rubbing and damn near scratching, sending pleasurable jolts through his body. Just a little... more. “Ahh! Lavi!” he yelped, his orgasm hitting him like a fucking freight train. White flashes dotted his sight as his entire being seemed to throb.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, Allen...” Lavi gasped, almost falling completely forward as he came against his hand, teeth bared and eyes wide open.
Allen slumped back against the headboard, body still shaking from the weight of his climax. “We...” he whispered, trying to collect his thoughts. “We need to do that again sometime....”