[Fic] First
Title: First
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Allen/Lavi
Summary: For the D.Gray-Man Kink Meme
Original Request: Allen/Lavi
First time for Lavi as a bottom. Slow!lovemaking (they've been lovers for a while at that moment).
Kink: Lavi's bandana on Lavi. On eyes or hands - doesn't matter.
Allen gasped. His skin felt like it was burning. The air around him was hot, humid and Lavi’s mouth was oh-so warm. A wet tongue darted out to lap at one of his nipples, sending prickling jolts through his chest. No matter how many times they did this, it never failed to feel so satisfyingly good.
And yet....
Every time it was pretty much the same. Well... not the same, per se, but their lovemaking seemed to have taken up some sort of pattern. Allen was always on his back, Lavi was always inside of him, panting, moaning, stroking, thrusting until he came onto the younger’s stomach or thighs.
Allen was also a man. He had his needs, just like Lavi did. He had to admit, there were days when he wished that he was the one on top, pounding into the redhead, feeling him clench and shudder, making him gasp and groan....
“Hey, Allen,” Lavi breathed against the smaller boy’s ear. “What’s up? You seem kind of distant today,” he murmured, pressing light, fleeting kisses over the marble column of Allen’s neck.
“Nothing really...” Allen sighed, tilting his head back against the soft pillow behind him. “I was just thinking.” He shrugged, running his hands up and down the redhead’s back.
“’Bout what?” the elder murmured, hovering above Allen and tilting his head to the side like a curious rabbit.
The silver-haired boy had to smile at the thought. “Well... um, I was just thinking how, uh....” It was surprisingly difficult to say. He wanted to tell Lavi, to see his reaction... perhaps to see if he would go alone with it? But the words caught in his throat, sticking there like molasses.
Lavi smiled-that gentle, understanding smile that made Allen’s heart turn to jelly. “Come on, Bean Sprout, spit it out,” he chuckled, leaning down to place a ephemeral, teasing kiss on the younger’s already swollen lips.
Allen flushed at the nickname. “It’s Allen,” he huffed, flicking the redhead’s forehead. “I was just thinking... that... you know, I, uh... I’ve never been on... top... before...” he mumbled, heat racing to his cheeks and turning his whole face a bright red.
Lavi’s mouth clamped shut almost immediately. His eyes widened in a shocked way, at a complete loss for words. The silence dragged on between the couple for a good, long minute, neither daring to speak a word. “Well, Allen,” the older boy sighed, raking a hand through his hair. He looked down at the snow-haired Exorcist with a hooded green eye, a mischievous smirk playing over his lips. “You never asked, now, did you?” he purred these words out, leaning in close to his lover.
He hooked his arms around Allen’s waist suddenly, flipping them over so that the smaller boy was straddling his hips. Allen looked stunned, sitting there for a short moment. “You’re... actually going to let me...?”
“If you really want to.” Lavi shrugged easily, brushing his long fingers over the silver head’s sides.
Allen could only smile. “I do,” he whispered, arching his back so he leaned down to place a sweet kiss just above Lavi’s one good eye. An idea suddenly struck him. He glanced down at the floor, eyes flicking over their discarded clothing until locking onto their target. He reached down, picking up the object delicately and holding it up like a child teasing a dog with a treat.
Lavi arched a crimson eyebrow. “My bandanna? Babe, what’re you going to do with that?”
“I figured... we could use it as a blindfold. So you can just feel what I’m doing, instead of... watching,” Allen murmured, smile widening slightly. “Unless you don’t want to, of course.”
Lavi let out a breathy laugh and grabbed onto the younger’s chin. He kissed the smaller boy’s lips once, nodding. “It’s fine. Do it.”
Allen swallowed thickly, feeling a spike of arousal shoot through his body. He slipped the bandanna over the top of Lavi’s head and over his eye, successfully blinding him. The snow-haired boy leaned back to observe him. This was Lavi, spread out beneath him, naked with a fine sheen of sweat making his pale skin nearly glow in the low light. Lavi, who’d actually agreed to-encouraged, even!-him to be there, on top of him....
Oh God....
It took all Allen had not to moan at the mere sight. He reached down with shaky hands, brushing his fingers over the toned chest and abdomen, arms and prominent hipbones, and anywhere else his fingers could touch. He tilted his head down, lips traveling over the slightly salty tasting collarbone, down the centre of his chest.
The air seemed thick and hot, humid and steamy. Allen’s head was swimming at the fact that he was actually doing this and it was actually happening. He moved his right hand upwards to tweak one of the redhead’s nipples, causing his torso to jerk up.
“Allen....”
The snow-haired Exorcist had to stop for a moment. The way Lavi was saying his name-like he wanted nothing else but him-made his stomach flip and churn and his erection jump.
He continued downwards, hoping to relax the redhead slightly before moving on to anything else. He pressed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses on both of Lavi’s hipbones, sucking on the skin of one hard enough to leave a mark. He moved down still, pointedly avoiding Lavi’s obvious arousal. He brushed his lips down one smooth thigh, moving back up to the creamy inner thigh. He sucked lightly on a few spots, eliciting delicate shivers and needy whimpers from the redhead.
“Lavi...” he whispered, a couple of fingers from his right hand poking at the older’s lips. He understood right away, taking those fingers into his mouth and sucking on them, coating them in saliva. He rather his tongue over the tips, alternating between hard and light suction.
Allen let out a muffled sounding groan, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. He removed his fingers after, dragging them down Lavi’s torso, swirling them around a nipple, down to a soft hip. Eventually, they made their way to the redhead’s entrance, prodding and pressing at it. “Ready?” he breathed out.
Lavi nodded once, letting out a shuddery breath in an attempt to relax himself. Allen licked his lip as he very slowly slipped one finger inside of his lover. He moved that hand slowly, looking up and watching the elder’s expression to make sure he was okay.
It wasn’t long before he pushed in a second finger, felling Lavi tense at this. “Relax,” Allen hushed him gently, stroking the redhead’s inner thigh. He poked his tongue out to lap at the head of Lavi’s neglected erection, trying to get him used to the feeling of being filled.
Lavi moaned softly, mouth slightly agape. Allen moved his hand a little quicker, scissoring his fingers and pushing them in deeper, searching for that one spot that would really get the eighteen-year-old into this....
“F-fuck! Allen, there!” Lavi hissed, thrusting down against Allen’s fingers. The younger smirked in satisfaction, rubbing that spot and thrusting his fingers against it.
He pulled out short moments later when he felt that Lavi was ready. The redhead was panting, flush-faced and altogether... alluring. Allen found it increasingly difficult to restrain himself when Lavi was looking like that....
“Hold onto me. It makes it easier,” the snow-haired teen whispered into the elder’s ear, pushing his legs apart. Lavi simply nodded and wrapped his arms around Allen’s shoulders, fingertips pressing into the lithe muscle there. Allen licked his lips and positioned himself.
He pushed in slowly, starting with just the head and thrusting gently. He felt his entire body shudder at the feeling of actually being inside Lavi-the heat, the velvety smooth walls and oh God was Lavi tight.... He prayed he wasn’t hurting the redhead as he pushed a little deeper.
He felt Lavi tense at that; just slightly, but enough to notice. Allen tilted his head to the side to glance at his partner, seeing the pain of being stretched like that for the first time etched over his face. “L-Lavi... please try to relax,” the younger teen managed to choke out. “I don’t know... how much longer I can go at this pace....”
Lavi could only nod and smirk in a slightly pained way. He spread his legs open a little wider and shifted into a position that was probably more comfortable. “Go ahead, Sprout.”
Allen growled and thrust in the rest of the way, causing the redhead to yelp. The silver head immediately felt bad and leaned down to kiss Lavi gently on the lips in a silent apology. He sped up then, moving in and out at a moderate pace. The apprentice Bookman had taken to soft moans and panting against Allen’s neck.
Neither of them wanted to go any faster than that and simply wanted to touch, wanted to feel the other in ways that they hadn’t before. Their hands explored each other’s bodies as if they had never felt the smooth skin there before. They moved as slowly as virgins, even though they were in their own respective senses.
It only took one touch from Allen’s left hand to Lavi’s cock to cause the redhead to let out a choked sound and come against his partner’s hand, back arched, spurting white against red.
Allen followed suite, tensing inside the apprentice Bookman’s body and releasing inside of him.
They both lay back down and didn’t move for several seconds. When they did, though, it was Lavi who was gathering Allen up into his arms and kissing the top of his head, whispering inaudible words of love against his ears.
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Allen/Lavi
Summary: For the D.Gray-Man Kink Meme
Original Request: Allen/Lavi
First time for Lavi as a bottom. Slow!lovemaking (they've been lovers for a while at that moment).
Kink: Lavi's bandana on Lavi. On eyes or hands - doesn't matter.
Allen gasped. His skin felt like it was burning. The air around him was hot, humid and Lavi’s mouth was oh-so warm. A wet tongue darted out to lap at one of his nipples, sending prickling jolts through his chest. No matter how many times they did this, it never failed to feel so satisfyingly good.
And yet....
Every time it was pretty much the same. Well... not the same, per se, but their lovemaking seemed to have taken up some sort of pattern. Allen was always on his back, Lavi was always inside of him, panting, moaning, stroking, thrusting until he came onto the younger’s stomach or thighs.
Allen was also a man. He had his needs, just like Lavi did. He had to admit, there were days when he wished that he was the one on top, pounding into the redhead, feeling him clench and shudder, making him gasp and groan....
“Hey, Allen,” Lavi breathed against the smaller boy’s ear. “What’s up? You seem kind of distant today,” he murmured, pressing light, fleeting kisses over the marble column of Allen’s neck.
“Nothing really...” Allen sighed, tilting his head back against the soft pillow behind him. “I was just thinking.” He shrugged, running his hands up and down the redhead’s back.
“’Bout what?” the elder murmured, hovering above Allen and tilting his head to the side like a curious rabbit.
The silver-haired boy had to smile at the thought. “Well... um, I was just thinking how, uh....” It was surprisingly difficult to say. He wanted to tell Lavi, to see his reaction... perhaps to see if he would go alone with it? But the words caught in his throat, sticking there like molasses.
Lavi smiled-that gentle, understanding smile that made Allen’s heart turn to jelly. “Come on, Bean Sprout, spit it out,” he chuckled, leaning down to place a ephemeral, teasing kiss on the younger’s already swollen lips.
Allen flushed at the nickname. “It’s Allen,” he huffed, flicking the redhead’s forehead. “I was just thinking... that... you know, I, uh... I’ve never been on... top... before...” he mumbled, heat racing to his cheeks and turning his whole face a bright red.
Lavi’s mouth clamped shut almost immediately. His eyes widened in a shocked way, at a complete loss for words. The silence dragged on between the couple for a good, long minute, neither daring to speak a word. “Well, Allen,” the older boy sighed, raking a hand through his hair. He looked down at the snow-haired Exorcist with a hooded green eye, a mischievous smirk playing over his lips. “You never asked, now, did you?” he purred these words out, leaning in close to his lover.
He hooked his arms around Allen’s waist suddenly, flipping them over so that the smaller boy was straddling his hips. Allen looked stunned, sitting there for a short moment. “You’re... actually going to let me...?”
“If you really want to.” Lavi shrugged easily, brushing his long fingers over the silver head’s sides.
Allen could only smile. “I do,” he whispered, arching his back so he leaned down to place a sweet kiss just above Lavi’s one good eye. An idea suddenly struck him. He glanced down at the floor, eyes flicking over their discarded clothing until locking onto their target. He reached down, picking up the object delicately and holding it up like a child teasing a dog with a treat.
Lavi arched a crimson eyebrow. “My bandanna? Babe, what’re you going to do with that?”
“I figured... we could use it as a blindfold. So you can just feel what I’m doing, instead of... watching,” Allen murmured, smile widening slightly. “Unless you don’t want to, of course.”
Lavi let out a breathy laugh and grabbed onto the younger’s chin. He kissed the smaller boy’s lips once, nodding. “It’s fine. Do it.”
Allen swallowed thickly, feeling a spike of arousal shoot through his body. He slipped the bandanna over the top of Lavi’s head and over his eye, successfully blinding him. The snow-haired boy leaned back to observe him. This was Lavi, spread out beneath him, naked with a fine sheen of sweat making his pale skin nearly glow in the low light. Lavi, who’d actually agreed to-encouraged, even!-him to be there, on top of him....
Oh God....
It took all Allen had not to moan at the mere sight. He reached down with shaky hands, brushing his fingers over the toned chest and abdomen, arms and prominent hipbones, and anywhere else his fingers could touch. He tilted his head down, lips traveling over the slightly salty tasting collarbone, down the centre of his chest.
The air seemed thick and hot, humid and steamy. Allen’s head was swimming at the fact that he was actually doing this and it was actually happening. He moved his right hand upwards to tweak one of the redhead’s nipples, causing his torso to jerk up.
“Allen....”
The snow-haired Exorcist had to stop for a moment. The way Lavi was saying his name-like he wanted nothing else but him-made his stomach flip and churn and his erection jump.
He continued downwards, hoping to relax the redhead slightly before moving on to anything else. He pressed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses on both of Lavi’s hipbones, sucking on the skin of one hard enough to leave a mark. He moved down still, pointedly avoiding Lavi’s obvious arousal. He brushed his lips down one smooth thigh, moving back up to the creamy inner thigh. He sucked lightly on a few spots, eliciting delicate shivers and needy whimpers from the redhead.
“Lavi...” he whispered, a couple of fingers from his right hand poking at the older’s lips. He understood right away, taking those fingers into his mouth and sucking on them, coating them in saliva. He rather his tongue over the tips, alternating between hard and light suction.
Allen let out a muffled sounding groan, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. He removed his fingers after, dragging them down Lavi’s torso, swirling them around a nipple, down to a soft hip. Eventually, they made their way to the redhead’s entrance, prodding and pressing at it. “Ready?” he breathed out.
Lavi nodded once, letting out a shuddery breath in an attempt to relax himself. Allen licked his lip as he very slowly slipped one finger inside of his lover. He moved that hand slowly, looking up and watching the elder’s expression to make sure he was okay.
It wasn’t long before he pushed in a second finger, felling Lavi tense at this. “Relax,” Allen hushed him gently, stroking the redhead’s inner thigh. He poked his tongue out to lap at the head of Lavi’s neglected erection, trying to get him used to the feeling of being filled.
Lavi moaned softly, mouth slightly agape. Allen moved his hand a little quicker, scissoring his fingers and pushing them in deeper, searching for that one spot that would really get the eighteen-year-old into this....
“F-fuck! Allen, there!” Lavi hissed, thrusting down against Allen’s fingers. The younger smirked in satisfaction, rubbing that spot and thrusting his fingers against it.
He pulled out short moments later when he felt that Lavi was ready. The redhead was panting, flush-faced and altogether... alluring. Allen found it increasingly difficult to restrain himself when Lavi was looking like that....
“Hold onto me. It makes it easier,” the snow-haired teen whispered into the elder’s ear, pushing his legs apart. Lavi simply nodded and wrapped his arms around Allen’s shoulders, fingertips pressing into the lithe muscle there. Allen licked his lips and positioned himself.
He pushed in slowly, starting with just the head and thrusting gently. He felt his entire body shudder at the feeling of actually being inside Lavi-the heat, the velvety smooth walls and oh God was Lavi tight.... He prayed he wasn’t hurting the redhead as he pushed a little deeper.
He felt Lavi tense at that; just slightly, but enough to notice. Allen tilted his head to the side to glance at his partner, seeing the pain of being stretched like that for the first time etched over his face. “L-Lavi... please try to relax,” the younger teen managed to choke out. “I don’t know... how much longer I can go at this pace....”
Lavi could only nod and smirk in a slightly pained way. He spread his legs open a little wider and shifted into a position that was probably more comfortable. “Go ahead, Sprout.”
Allen growled and thrust in the rest of the way, causing the redhead to yelp. The silver head immediately felt bad and leaned down to kiss Lavi gently on the lips in a silent apology. He sped up then, moving in and out at a moderate pace. The apprentice Bookman had taken to soft moans and panting against Allen’s neck.
Neither of them wanted to go any faster than that and simply wanted to touch, wanted to feel the other in ways that they hadn’t before. Their hands explored each other’s bodies as if they had never felt the smooth skin there before. They moved as slowly as virgins, even though they were in their own respective senses.
It only took one touch from Allen’s left hand to Lavi’s cock to cause the redhead to let out a choked sound and come against his partner’s hand, back arched, spurting white against red.
Allen followed suite, tensing inside the apprentice Bookman’s body and releasing inside of him.
They both lay back down and didn’t move for several seconds. When they did, though, it was Lavi who was gathering Allen up into his arms and kissing the top of his head, whispering inaudible words of love against his ears.