Lavi/Kanda 2 (Part One)
Title: ... Wear What?
Author: sull89
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Lavi/Kanda
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Oh, gawd... Porn. Lots of porn.
Summary: Kanda wishes, more than anything, that he hadn't made that bet...
Note: Co-written with wordsofrandom, who, in other terms, happens to be my fiancee. And this story, while broken into different parts, really isn't in chapters. I broke it apart due to length.
He could still feel it, if he focused hard enough... the rough skin of Lavi's palms holding his wrists down as he straddled his Japanese lover, the way those calloused fingers sent delicious spikes of pain down his arms when the redheaded man pulled just right to try to stop him from struggling... how he could feel every muscle of Lavi's body tense and slide against his own as the slightly younger man shifted to get a better angle... it all had felt so good, so right, so wonderfu-
Kanda Yu shifted, jerking himself out of his daydream violently, almost banging his head off the wall as he lurched upright - what the fuck!? He had been reading, he'd been told to take some time off from his missions because he needed relaxation, so he had been sitting on his bed, reading, absently planning to go spar in just a couple of minutes... so what was he doing nestled into the corner half asleep? More than that, what was he doing thinking about... Kanda stopped his though process right there, refusing to give any more detail to that chain of events, snapping aloud to himself, “That. Thinking about that.” Venomous. Good. That was the way to treat it... venomously. With hatred. Disdain. That's it, those were good descriptions of that night. Harsh, bad descriptors, that's what he needed to use. ...He definitely didn't want to think about it with anything relating to pleasure.
Deciding that sitting in his room wasn't going to do him a whit of good, Kanda lurched upright, grabbing Mugen and marching toward the nearest practice room - a good round with his innocence will get this nonsense out of his head immediately.
Lavi was irrevocably and inexplicably bored. Bookman had assigned him a monstrous load of books to read by week’s end, claiming Lavi had been slipping in his studies, although Lavi knew it was more likely the old man just didn’t want him giving in to his ‘hormonal needs’ quite as often. Unfortunately, Lavi had noticed some rather sexually explicit titles among the books in the literal library Bookman had in their room and it was those that grabbed his attention. Initially.
Now, however, after having skimmed through several vague Victorian references to sexual situations, Lavi was day dreaming. And when the Bookman-in-training day dreamed, it was anything but vague. Closing his eyes, he could even remember how his lover /smelled/ the last time they’d had sex. How it felt to slide his lover’s sweat-slicked thighs apart, how he had to forcefully hold Yu’s wrists above his head (which is MUCH more easily said than done) as he carefully slid himself insi-
Before Lavi could even finish his thought and relive that amazing experience, the object of his affections burst into the room just as he was about to undo the button of his pants to maybe get rid of some of his extra energy. “…can I help you, Yu?” He asked, throwing him an aloof smile and shifting his hand to make it look as though he was simply pulling his shirt down further.
Kanda was pissed. Beyond pissed. He was so fucking mad he couldn't decided which one of Lavi's heads he wanted to cut off first. Nothing - Nothing and no one ever interrupted his time with Mugen, no one! But those damn images kept flickering through his mind while he tried to practice, and the one time his sparring partner managed to get a second's grip on his wrist it was almost too much - Lavi had held it so tightly, had him so helplessly trapped beneath him, that the mere touch there by someone else was enough to get him half hard. And that pissed him off. Because it ruined his practice.
So here he was, slightly flushed, glaring death at Lavi. Wanting to brutally murder him and be brutally fucked by him at the same time, and it was infuriating, because he couldn't decide which one he wanted more. He knew which one he /should/ want more, but as for which one he actually did... that was a different story. So, it was with a scorn laden tone he spoke, hoping it would cover up his need, “I fucking hate you.”
Having such good hearing turned out to be a blessing at the moment for Lavi, who smirked when he heard the need in his lover’s voice and the slight tremor when he uttered the second word in the phrase he’d heard so many times. “I like how you put the emphasis on ‘fucking’, Yu.” He purred, standing and grinning. It was always such fun to tease Yu, especially considering how much of a verbal prude he was. It was also fun to prove to the arrogant man in front of him that he wasn’t completely stupid, as not just anyone could have picked up on the things Lavi was able to.
Kill him... kill him and be done with it. Chop off his upper head first, then you won't have to listen to him talk. And if you don't have to listen to him talk, you don't have to watch the delicious way his teeth skim his bottom lip as he puts his own emphasis on the word “fucking.” God... those teeth... they were good too... good in that violent, painful sort of way that will always ache the next morning, but couldn't feel anything but perfect as they were marking him... Kanda had to physically force himself to suppress a shudder at that, because if he twisted his head just far enough while looking in the mirror he could still see that mirrored crescent shape marking the column of his neck... and seeing that, it was good, really good...
No! Jerking himself away from those thoughts yet again, the black haired exorcist glared death at Lavi yet again, snapping, “I'll put the emphasis on 'kill you' if you don't shut your damn mouth.”
Knowing exactly how to toy with his lover to get what he wanted, Lavi grinned. “I’ll shut my mouth around something, if that’s what you really want me to do, Yu.” Lavi was normally more than happy to play the bottom when Yu was feeling dominant and he really didn’t mind going down on him either, especially not when he moaned just the right way…
But that’s not what he was focused on right now. Right now, he wanted to be in control, remembering his interrupted daydream with fervor. Yu didn’t normally give in without a fight, and that night had been no exception, but the fight was what made it so good, so hot. Remembering the way it felt to have the lithe, well muscled body of the man in front of him writhing in pleasure beneath him was almost too much for Lavi to handle. Reigning himself in, he let a confident smirk rest on his lips, knowing what he wanted to do with the rest of his evening.
A sneer crossed his features with years of practiced ease - it simply was the expression he wore around Lavi most often, “Disgusting.” It wasn't, of course. Moments before Lavi spoke, Kanda had been thinking the same thing, except maybe the other way around... when he'd been flat on his back, pinned there by the body that weighed a good fifteen pounds of solid muscle more than his, with that thick, engorged cock pressed deep between his lips... his cock fit his body so well, just the way his hair was coordinated all down the length of his body... it was a nice touch, a splash of color against the panting, black and white and breathless world of their joining... of his being the bottom for once...
A “once” that he would be more than happy to experience again. Providing, of course, that he didn't have to admit it. Because as much as he wanted it, Kanda wanted to not give Lavi that satisfaction more. Kanda wanted to get the other exorcist back for making him pant and twist and moan like a virgin with no self control, like someone who actually /wanted/ what was being done to him... even though he had wanted it... after it had started.
“Why must you keep up such a pretense, Yu? We both know you like it when I suck your cock.” Lavi felt his lips stretch into a wide grin as he spoke; talking dirty always made his lover blush and get hard at the same time. It was rather funny, watching the pink tint crawl up Yu’s neck to his pale cheeks, his jaw clenching as he tried to keep up his ‘one more word and I will castrate you’ expression that he usually couldn’t pull off very well in comparison to the obvious arousal between his legs.
Lavi was certain he would never get to top his lover the way he really wanted to; the way he had the last time when he had pinned him to the bed and had his way with him. Calculating his probability of survival at five percent at best if he just shoved him against the wall and went at it, Lavi quickly decided he needed to be much more slick about the whole thing. But first, he had to gauge Yu’s exact mood before he could come up with a relevant plot.
For just a moment, Kanda was glad they had put him on mandatory break - it meant he had to be out of his exorcist uniform, so the white sweater he was wearing was long enough to hide any sign of arousal that might be growing tight in his pants. It also covered up his neck, which was a perennial favorite of Lavi's for making him gasp and whimper softly, which, when he was trying to be scary and dominant never really helped much. But, his gratitude toward the white sweater could only go so far, because he knew that when Lavi really, really wanted something, usually he got it anyway. With or without a fight.
But Kanda never went down without a fight, and while a certain part of him might be rising to the cadence of Lavi's words, the rest of him was going to make damn sure the redhead never realized that, “You're a pig.” His jaw was set tight, making sure that no sign of anything but scorn in his tone or on his features, and he was pretty sure that he was doing a good job of it - sure, his face was a tad bit hot, but that was one thing he never had any control over, so he gave up fighting it long ago, knowing a good fighter chooses his battles wisely. “That's not what I came here for,” it was a simple statement, and normally would be truthful, but right now... Kanda was pretty sure it was a blatant lie, because now, standing in the same room as Lavi, the same place they had fucked that last time...
Lavi's bed has two posters on the headboard... and he had a scarf and a headband... Kanda was pretty sure his wrists were thin enough... and the cloth and the bed strong enough... to last for just a little while, at least...
Lavi had almost never loved his powers of observation more than when it helped him make Yu horny. The way he twitched slightly and shifted indicated to Lavi that he had been correct with his earlier appraisal of the other man’s growing arousal. Lavi loved it when he was right. He also loved having the quick wit he did, otherwise he would never have had the time to think of his wonderful plan.
“Don’t act like you’re not already horny, Yu. I’m only half blind, you know, I can tell when you want me.” Lavi started, his grin settling back into a predatory smirk that would have made his lover proud had they been in any other situation.
“You may only be half blind, but you're completely brain dead.” The words came easy, insults were Kanda's native tongue after all, and he relished the language, “I have no want for any part of you.” Except... well, except his hands... and his mouth... and his chest... and his cock... oh, especially his cock... Kanda had only been able to experience it in that manner once, in the same night that's been tormenting the rest of his thoughts, but that one night was all it took for him to learn why Lavi cried out in wordless, almost painfully shocking pleasure every time he stroked inward just right... and he wanted that again, but damn him if he was going to ask for it.
He could tell Lavi was horny too - it wasn't hard, it was always written over the man's face when they were together. The way he carried himself today though... there was something different about it, although Kanda couldn't quite decide what that was. Not that it mattered. Because Kanda was going to fuck Lavi to get these stupid... fantasies out of his head and then move on with his life. That was exactly what was going to happen. And Lavi had no say in it. Approaching the bed, Kanda stopped just within arm's reach of his lover, pausing to look him up and down, anger still smoldering in his eyes, “But since you're so insistent... Get on your knees.”
Granted, Lavi really did want to dominate Yu again, and he had every intention of doing so, but he really couldn’t help the tremor that went through him at those words. He did so love it when Yu was forceful, even if he loved being on the other end too. But for now, he supposed, maybe he could give him what he wanted and have the element of surprise when he sprung his plan on his lover.
“You could ask nicely,” Lavi admonished, sliding slowly onto his knees, reaching for the smaller man’s hips, pulling him in closer. “And I really hope you locked the door; Bookman doesn’t know it’s you I’ve been seeing and if he finds out you’ll probably be in for some rather awkward questions.” Keep him distracted so he won’t see it coming; that’s the whole point of the plan.
The only response the Junior Bookman got was an angry growl and a stinging blow to the side of his face - they wouldn't have to worry about Bookman if his heir would just get on with it. Dominating Lavi would help him, he knew. At the very least it would give him some respite from the constant demands of his throbbing cock, and at best it would banish these stupid memories from his mind. He was really hoping it would succeed in doing the latter.
Reaching down, Kanda ripped the headband from Lavi's hair, throwing it on the bed before tangling his hand roughly in the spiky red locks he'd so come to equate with... he refuses to call it love, but most other people probably would. Most other people were stupid, of course, but still, he knew what others would call it, not that he cared.
But now, he wasn't in the mood to be loving at all. Pushing Lavi's hand into position to free him from his pants, he yanked hard on that gorgeous head of red hair for emphasis, “Now.”
Putting his plan into motion, focusing on getting this out right, it was all he could do not to giggle. Lavi prided himself on being able to read Yu like a book when it came to sex, and the Japanese Exorcist had played his part so well. “You know, maybe you wouldn’t have to have me do this for you if you could just do it yourself.” Making his tone as offhanded as he could, he sighed lightly, slowly untying the belt at Yu’s waist, knowing he would take the bait.
Kanda was pretty sure what just came out of Lavi's mouth was utterly absurd. Do it himself? For the love of Mugen, “Why the hell would I want to do it myself?”
Lavi sat back, feigning a look of curiosity. “What, you haven’t done it yourself?” It was harder than it should have been to keep a straight face; very, very few people were able to give themselves a blowjob. Lavi knew he was flexible enough to do it, not that he ever had, but it was embarrassing enough to throw his lover way off. Which was exactly what he needed.
Kanda could only stare down at Lavi, his mind vaguely wondering why he was still letting the idiot man talk, rather than just shoving his cock down that tight warm throat and being done with it - it must be a morbid sense of curiosity making him keep carrying on this idiotic conversation, “Of course I haven't. What the hell would be the point? I have you for that, and it is about all you're good for."
Thanking every deity he could think of for Yu’s cat-like sense of curiosity, Lavi gave him his best puzzled expression. “Well, what did you do before you had me? I mean, you can’t have used your hand all the time, that’s incredibly dull.”
'It really would be best just to shove my cock down his throat... this is inane...' Kanda had the thought, and brought his cock up to brush against Lavi's lips, but yet again his sense of curiosity stopped him from pushing father forward, “I'm not discussing this with you.” It was a simple, to the point answer designed to end the conversation, but Kanda did have to admit to himself that he was more than a bit curious to see what else Lavi might say.
Letting his lips and tongue play over the head of Yu’s cock as he spoke, Lavi grinned up at him. “I think you haven’t because you /can’t/.” Knowing full well how ruffled Yu’s feathers got when it came to his physical abilities, Lavi knew the bet was on as soon as he saw the challenge in his lover’s dark blue eyes.
The words were out of his mouth before he even realized it, “I can do anything I damn well please, asshole.” Was it a challenge? Probably... Was it a bluff? Well... maybe... it's not like he'd ever actually tried to suck his own dick, and he was flexible, but... who really needs to be /that/ flexible, anyway? But damn him if he was going to let Lavi get away with that accusation without a fight. “Fuck you, anyway.”
Shoving Lavi back, Kanda quickly tucked himself away, crossing him arms once he'd finished, “If you're so damn good, then let's see it.” Would it be hot, watching Lavi suck his own cock...? Kanda smirks slightly as the realization dawns on him - yes, it probably would be. And if it looked as good in real life as it did right now in his mind, he might have to incorporate it into their sessions - Lavi always did like a little humiliation play, anyway.
At hearing those words, it was all Lavi could do not to stand up and whoop for joy; he honestly didn’t think the other man was easy to figure out, but when it came to sex and challenges, he was like a book. Keeping a bemused look on his face, he simply shrugged. “Alright, if you really want to see it. But let’s make it interesting. A bet, if you will, because I can see it in your eyes that you don’t think I can do it. Whoever does better without the help of furniture or the wall wins. Sound fair?”
Before taking the time to really weigh the pros and cons of that particular bet, the agreement to it flew from between Kanda's lips, “Fine.” In a few minutes, he would regret that, because, really, he knows he couldn't get his dick any closer to his lips than he could his nose to his ass, but right now he wasn't really thinking about that, instead choosing to watch the most erotic human being on the planet do his thing.
For now, sure of his victory, Lavi allowed a small grin to take over his lips. “And the terms; I win, I get to do whatever I want to you and you won’t complain. You win, and you get the same out of me.” Raising his eyes to look directly into Yu’s, he waited patiently for confirmation before he began.
Again, the cursed fact that his vocal cords worked faster than his brain sometime, “Good. That means I can get you to shut the hell up for the rest of the damn day.” But, suddenly, a vision of something else seared across Kanda's vision - Lavi getting to do whatever he wanted... would Lavi want to dominate him...? He enjoyed it the last time, it was so simple to see that, but... would he do it again? Maybe it would almost be worth losing the bet, if it meant that -
Yet again, no! Kanda Yu never throws a bet of any kind, for any reason. He will win, his cock will then be buried in Lavi's throat, and then he will be able to move on with his life. Yes. That was what was going to happen, Kanda knew it.
Smug, Lavi nodded. “Good. Then it’s settled.” It only took him a few minutes to strip, and he tried not to think of how foolish he would look or how embarrassed this may make him; it would all be worth it in the end, when he got everything he wanted. Besides, Yu had to do it to. “…I haven’t done this in awhile…” He muttered, figuring he could at least give his lover some hope that he had a chance. Really, though, Lavi knew there was no way he could lose. He had never let Yu know how flexible he truly was, not because it was an important secret to be kept, however, it had just never come up.
Rolling his eyes, Kanda just crossed his arms and watched, waiting for Lavi to thoroughly embarrass himself. He couldn't help but wonder why or where Lavi decided to see if he could perform auto-fellatio himself, and decided that he would have to ask when there was more time - it would be delicious to see if the question made Lavi blush. “So get on with it, baka,” Kanda was perpetually impatient, especially when he was horny, and this was no different.
Laying on his back and sighing, Lavi flashed his lover a slightly nervous look; it was all part of the illusion and it was working so well. “This isn’t the easiest thing to do, you know.” He said in what he hoped was a self-conscious way. Taking a deep breath, he kicked his legs up, propping his hips up on his hands so his body was straight in the air, his weight balanced on his shoulders and neck. Immediately, he thanked the old panda for making him learn martial arts and yoga as extensively as he had. Once he was balanced, he slowly lowered his arms, allowing his body to sway slightly as he balanced without having his arms as an anchor. It only took a second, and with just a light movement of his legs, he slowly brought them back down over his head. Sparing a glance up at his lover, he was rewarded with the barely-masked shocked expression he knew would be present. He doubted Yu would be able to even get this far without the use of the wall.
'… Shit... How the hell is he doing that...?' Kanda was staring at Lavi with shock in his eyes, knowing there was no way in hell his body was going to do that without help. 'This is... bad...' and also slightly erotic, his cock was telling him insistently, straining harder at the cloth of his pants. He catches himself wondering what it would be like to fuck Lavi with him like that, but the vision slowly shifts until Kanda finds himself in Lavi's position. And to be honest... that looked pretty nice in his mind's eye as well.
Pinching his inner arm hard, Kanda forced his mind back to the present, watching Lavi, eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for his next move, “Wow, you managed to get your own cock in your mouth. How impressive.” Dry and sarcastic, that's it. Be dry and sarcastic. That will definitely help.
Tipping his hips back just a little more, Lavi pushed his cock a little farther down his throat before lifting his hips and kicking his legs back up, shifting to sit. “See? It’s not that hard. Now it’s your turn.” Giving his lover a sweet smile intended to be encouraging, Lavi smirked inwardly; he knew the dark-haired man would need help at some point and as soon as he took advantage of being close enough to the wall to reach, the bet would be over and Lavi would get a well deserved repeat of the last night they’d spent in here.
Kanda tried really hard not to give him a deadpan look, trying to figure out if it was even worth the attempt, because he knew he wouldn't be able to do that. But then again, when did Kanda Yu ever reign back on a fight? Never, that was when. So he went ahead and pulled his sweater over his head, tossing it into the corner before sliding off his belt and kicking his pants off. At the very least, he knew he'd go down like a man. So it was with a glare directed at Lavi that he sank onto the floor, trying to figure out the best way to do this.
Lavi settled onto his bed, his chin resting in his hand, watching Yu as he settled onto the floor to attempt the task Lavi knew he’d made look easy. “C’mon, Yu, it’s not that hard. Just prop your hips up on your hands then push your legs over your head. Make sure you go slowly, though. Wouldn’t want to fuck up your back.” Smiling sweetly again, Lavi dropped his leg off the edge of the bed and nudged the Japanese man’s leg lightly.
Kanda glared, kicking Lavi's shin yet again, “I don't need your assistance.” Turning his attention back to the task at hand, he studied his body, then just decided to go for it, figuring the best thing might be to try and copy what Lavi did. So, propping himself up on his arms, he started to draw his legs back toward his head, his toes curling hard toward the bottom of his foot in concentration as did so. Watching as his cock came far closer to his face then he ever really wanted it to be, he stretched more, starting to reach the limits of his flexibility. Suddenly, he realized that if he had just a little bit more purchase he might be able to do it.
Stretching, his toes uncurled without him thinking about, remembering that the wall really wasn't that far away... if he could just reach it.
Allowing a slow smirk to spread across his lips now that Yu wasn’t watching, Lavi studied the other man’s body appreciatively. The muscles in his back flexed and stretched as he pushed himself to his limits and beyond. Lavi noticed his lover’s dark eyes on the wall, his brow furrowed in concentration and his smirk widened. He knew he couldn’t do it, so now he was trying to figure out how to cheat. Not that Yu would think it was cheating, only making good use of his surroundings, which would have been fine if that particular action wasn’t explicitly prohibited by the terms of their bet.
Just a couple more millimeters and he'd have it, that was all he needed. 'Push, dammit!' he cursed at himself, and finally he managed to gain that last little bit of space, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face as his toes managed to grip the wall. He had it now, he knew, he could push through the rest of it, and push he did, getting closer and closer to finishing the bet.
Awful depth perception though he may have, Lavi could tell when Yu’s foot touched the wall, using it as a leverage point to pull his legs down further. Fighting back the urge to chuckle, he leaned back a little, resting on his hands, secure in his victory. ‘Let him think I didn’t notice. It’ll make it that much better when I tell him I’ve won,’ Lavi thought, gleeful.
Staring awkwardly at his cock, which was hovering just in front of his mouth, he forced himself to push forward, sliding the organ deep down his throat, slightly shocked to discover that he was actually doing it - not that he was really proud of it, or anything, but still... Damn that idiot Bookman if he thought he was going to win, Kanda was not going to lose this battle, he would make sure of it.
With that thought in his mind, he pushed his body harder, forcing it to do what he wants, and with one small grunt of effort, manages to push his cock far enough down his throat that he had finally gotten all of it enveloped within his mouth, holding it there just long enough to show conclusively that he did it, then pulled back, letting his legs rest on the floor one more time, smirking softly as he stands, watching Lavi for a reaction.
Sliding off the bed with a feline grace he wasn’t quite sure he realized he had, he let a predatory smirk play over his features, backing his lover against the wall. “Impressive, Yu. Too bad you had to use the wall to do it; I think you took it deeper than I did. You would have won if you hadn’t cheated.” Seeing the recognition in the dark eyes he so loved, he grinned wider, bringing his hand up to stroke Yu’s cheek lightly. “That means I win.”
'Fuck!' Eyes wide, Kanda realized just a few moments too late what that last little clause in their bet was... no use of furniture... he had remembered that one... but... wall... wall was such a small word... it had slipped his mind with his focus on winning, and now... it was his fucking downfall. Staring at Lavi, it took Kanda a moment to process all of that, then he shoved the other man back, freeing himself from the wall, “... shut up.”
Catching Yu’s wrist, Lavi pulled him in close, sliding his arm around the man’s thin waist, pulling him close enough to have their hips pressed together. Grinning, Lavi stroked his cheek again. “Ah ah, Yu, you remember the deal? I win and you do what I want without complaining.” Sliding his other hand lower over his lover’s ass, he squeezed lightly, his grin sliding into a victorious smirk.
A disgruntled sneer slowly moved to cover his features, stepping back yet again as he freed his ass from Lavi's wandering hand, "What do you want, then?" Annoyed that he lost, but resigned to giving his idiot lover what he wanted, snapping softly, "You're running on limited time."
“I’m running on twenty-three hours and fifty-seven minutes, actually,” Lavi quipped, grinning. “And I want you to stop moving, Yu.” Serious now, Lavi tugged back on Yu’s arm, holding his wrists at his sides as he kissed him harshly, letting his lover know that he was in control.
Resisting the innate urge within himself to fight Lavi's hold on him, Kanda just managed to stay still, glaring as the other man held him in place - he was pissed that he lost, but he wasn't about to go back on a bet. Just as he was about to come up with a witty retort though, that was when Lavi crushed their lips together and suddenly, Kanda couldn't care how they got here, all that mattered was that they were there now. Lavi's lips against his were harsh and demanding, and they made Kanda melt like butter, his own soft lips parting to the demands of Lavi's tongue before he even realized it; he really, really wanted this bad.
Shoving the slightly smaller man backward, Lavi pressed him against the wall, Yu’s wrists pinned to either side of his head. This was better than he expected; his lover’s breath caught in his throat just slightly and he was letting Lavi completely dominate the kiss - at least for now. Lavi knew him better than to think he would just continue to give in without at least a little fight, even considering the terms of their bet. But that didn’t matter for now; drawing Yu’s lower lip between his own, he bit down lightly, opening his eyes to see the expression on the other man’s face as he did so.
As much as he was loathe to admit it, Kanda did have his weaknesses. None of them were physical, of course, he was much too good for that, but he did have a body that wanted and needed sex on a semi-regular basis and as such had things that turned it on. This, unfortunately, happened to be one of them - Lavi dominating him had been so unwelcome the first time, but now... the tingle running through his body at the tug of his lover's sharp teeth on his tender lip coupled with the way Lavi's fingers were wrapped so tight around his wrists... it was making him rock hard, and as much as he desperately didn't want Lavi to know he enjoyed it, he didn't want to lose the sensation either, and when Lavi bit just a little bit harder, Kanda couldn't help the despicable moan that escaped his throat as his eyes flashed open wide in shocked pleasure, pressing his hips hard into Lavi's involuntarily.
It was almost too much; Lavi could feel Yu’s erection pressed against his stomach, which definitely hadn’t been there before he’d pressed him into the wall. Not many things shocked him, but that Yu got so hard so fast from being held against the wall was definitely one of those things. Releasing his lip slowly, Lavi pulled back to smirk wider at the expression on his lover’s face. “Well,” he began trailing one of his hands down Yu’s arm and chest, fingers just lightly brushing over his trembling skin until they were brushing over the head of his cock, “I certainly didn’t expect this, Yu.”
Glaring at his idiotic companion, Kanda snapped, “Expect what?” Yes, it was true he had an erection, but he was pretty sure he could pass that off as just having had his cock in his mouth and the fact that watching Lavi was erotic. He /certainly/ was not going to admit that being slammed into the wall and held against it was what caused the majority of his hardened cock to stiffen, no matter what Lavi might think he knew. He was trying really hard to ignore the fingers on his cock, and right now he was doing a pretty good job of it because he was not going to let Lavi get that much satisfaction in such a short amount of time.
“Well, you certainly weren’t /this/ hard before I pushed you against the wall.” Grinning wider, Lavi curled his fingers around the other man’s cock, stroking lightly. This was too good; not only did Lavi win their bet, but his companion was /enjoying/ it. That would make this whole thing that much better.
“Shut up.” So it wasn't witty, or clever, but it served its purpose. Kanda jerked his hips back, trying to free himself from Lavi's grasp, but he remembered just a moment too late that the wall wasn't going to allow him to do that. A small grunt of displeasure escaped him as he met the wall only inches behind him, his eyes flicking up to glare angrily at his lover, “You're an ass.”
Chuckling darkly, Lavi stepped back to sit at the head of his bed, “ You don’t know the half of it. Come here.” He ordered, gesturing to the middle of his bed. “And face me.” He added, knowing Yu would be as difficult as he could get away with.
His first urge was to snap a violent 'fuck you' in Lavi's general direction, but bit by bit he managed to draw those syllables from the tip of his tongue to back down his throat. He made his damn bed by making that damn bet and now his honor refused to allow him to do anything but what he agreed to. So, with a look of pure hatred on his features, Kanda paused for a moment, just to show Lavi that he wasn't completely obedient, before making his way to the bed and doing what Lavi said.
Lavi leaned back against the headboard as he watched Yu, planning his next move for a moment before leaning forward, tugging his lover’s legs apart, a satisfied look overcoming his features. “Well, that’s better.” He quipped, probably more to get on Yu’s nerves than anything. Lavi couldn’t help it; the man was sexy when he was angry.
Immediately snapping his legs shut when Lavi moved away, Kanda glared more, resisting the urge to go ahead and kick Lavi yet again. “I'm not about to sit like some whore,” while he secretly may want to be dominated, he still had his pride, and nothing could get him to expose himself so randomly like that, “I'm not going to fulfill any of your sick little fantasies.”
Frowning, Lavi rested his chin in his hand, “So you’re going back on the bet, then? Because I believe, being that I won, you have to do /whatever/ I want you to do, without complaining. If I’m not mistaken, you’re breaking both of those rules. That means your time is extended.” Satisfied with his punishment for his lover’s misconduct, he kicked Yu’s legs apart again. “If I do something like that, that’s what I want done. That means don’t move.”
Incensed, the words flew from Kanda's mouth in a venomous rush, “Like hell the time is extended. You can blow that right out your ass.” Changing the requirements of the bet after the fact is just as bad as reigning back on his end, so right now he didn't feel bad for breaking the rules - Lavi did it too. But, now, he left his legs where Lavi put them, even if the exposure did make him uncomfortable; at the same time, the way Lavi was staring at him was making the head of his cock extremely slick with precome.
“Well, I have to punish you somehow, don’t I? Unless you would prefer a more traditional punishment, because I could always bend you over my lap and spank you until I’m satisfied that my point has been made.” Lavi knew he was smirking now; Yu could barely handle hearing the word ‘cock’ spoken aloud, but speaking of something as kinky (to Yu, anyway) as spanking was sure to get to him.
Sputtering, the shock evident on his face, Kanda couldn't help himself as a tinge of red rapidly started to spread up his neck and onto his cheeks, “Don't you fucking dare.” Spanking!? He's not some four year old caught with his hand in the cookie jar and so that is utterly unacceptable and he patently refused to let it happen, no matter what Lavi said or did.
So then you accept the extension, knowing the alternative?” Raising an eyebrow, Lavi knew he’d won yet again; there were several things he planned to try with his lover over the course of the night, but that wasn’t one of them. He didn’t get much out of it, and he doubted Yu would, but he didn’t need to know it was only a hollow threat.
“No! You can't go changing the agreement after it's already been agreed on,” if he knew that what he was doing was breaking the contract they'd made in the bet, he would stop it, but this was utterly unfair and would not be tolerated. He knew it would be torture to obey Lavi for four hours, much less twenty four, but he would do it because it's what they agreed on, but any longer than that... “I refuse both.”
“But you can’t refuse both. You broke the agreement first, and if you could just do that without any punishment there wouldn’t be any reason for you to listen at all, would there? So those are your choices. If you really would rather not extend the time, the other option is just as easily done.” Lavi was an amazing debater when he wanted to be, and he knew he would win this round just as he had won the bet; besides, he hadn’t told Yu how long the extension was for. If he knew what he was arguing over, then maybe he would just shut up and accept it; if only he would ask.
While he might not have been the sharpest tack in the book, Kanda wasn't stupid either, and while submission was something that he knew turned him on, being spanked definitely did not qualify. Grudgingly, he had to admit in his own mind that he would agree with the statement that 'without any punishment there wouldn’t be any reason for you to listen at all,' but that didn't mean he was going to go down without a fight, “I don't need a fucking punishment to listen to you. I have honor enough to go ahead and honor the bet without something so childish.”
“But you didn’t. You broke the terms first. So I get to extend the time; that would make us even. But you are putting up quite a fight against it. Could it be you /want/ me to spank you?” Lavi smirked; he knew the answer was a definite no, but he really liked pushing his lover’s buttons, “Because I will, if that’s what you want.”
The look of disgust that crossed Kanda's features the second those words were out of Lavi's mouth had no rival anywhere within a million mile vicinity of that room - he definitely, irrevocably, in no way, shape, or form wanted Lavi to... do /that/ to him and he would go down kicking and biting before it happened, “No!” Slamming his hand down on the bed, Kanda curled his fingers into a tight fist, “I don't fucking think so!”
“Well, good, then shut up and accept the extension.” Lavi was getting sorely tired of this waste of precious time, so he decided to put an end to it, hoping his companion would just let it be. Really, all this for thirty extra minutes.
Suspicious of his lover, Kanda refused to just let it go, knowing if he didn't verify the time that Lavi would make something completely ridiculous up, “For how long?”
Tired of this game, Lavi rolled his eyes. “Half an hour. Now shut up.”
Half an hour... Kanda supposed he could deal with that - it was certainly much better than the alternative Lavi was proposing. So, after a moment, he slowly nodded his consent, showing Lavi both that he agreed to the extension and was, in effect, 'shutting up.'
“Good.” Ready to really get the night started, Lavi leaned forward, kissing Yu lightly, nothing like when he’d pinned him against the wall, one of his hands seeking out his lover’s. Wrapping his fingers lightly around Yu’s wrist, Lavi moved his companion’s hand slowly until it was resting between his own thighs, positioning it so his fingertips rested at the base of his erection. Pulling back with a grin, he took in the other man’s expression as he spoke, “Finish yourself off, then.”
Blinking, Kanda stared at Lavi, incredulity in his eyes, “W-what?” Humiliation was Lavi's thing, definitely not his, and jacking off while someone was watching most certainly fell into that category for him.
“You heard me. I don’t like repeating myself any more than you do.” Leaning back against the headboard to watch, Lavi took a moment to appreciate the Japanese exorcist’s features; his dark hair was still up in its customary ponytail, although it was slightly mussed from being pressed against both the floor and the wall, contrasting nicely with his pale skin which was currently flushed from embarrassment. Lavi had never really seen anyone embody such a perfect mix of masculine and feminine, but Yu pulled it off wonderfully; his entire body was a blend of soft curves and hard angles and Lavi wondered if having the use of both his eyes would make his lover any more perfect. He doubted it. Unwillingly, Lavi forced himself to stop appreciating the other man’s looks and focus on the task at hand. “Well?”
An annoyed sneer coveting the left side of his mouth, Kanda took the time to gauge his options, even though he knew he only had one that was actually viable, and that was to do as Lavi said. He was deeply embarrassed by the idea of jerking off in front of someone else like Lavi wanted him to do, but on the other hand he refused to give Lavi and more excuses to extend the time he had to follow this ridiculous game. Sighing angrily through his nose, Kanda watched his lover for a moment, eyes narrowed, before an idea slowly started to form in his head. If he made it good... it would turn Lavi on, he knew it would. If he had to follow these damn orders, he would make sure to get some pleasure out of them himself.
So, it was with that thought in mind that he forced the sneer off his face and slowly started to move his fingers, for now just gently caressing his shaft, letting his eyes flutter partially closed as he tilted his head back, knowing that if he was good enough at it he could probably get Lavi to cream, which he would take with pride as a small but significant victory.
For all the times they’d had sex in the past, Lavi couldn’t think of one time he’d ever seen Yu pleasure himself. Before they were together, Lavi questioned whether or not the stoic swordsman even knew what masturbation was. But watching as his lover slowly stroked himself, Lavi found himself sinking down into the pillows, unable to take his eyes off the sight before him. He’d never quite seen his lover’s body in a situation like this from such an angle and it was quite possibly the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. It was all he could do not to touch himself as he watched, so he opted for clenching his fists in the sheets instead.
It was faint, but Kanda heard it - there was one small whimper that had managed to make its way between Lavi's lips as he watched. He couldn't help it as a small smirk spread over his features, here they were, not even a minute into it, and Lavi had already proved him right. He wanted it so bad, then fine, Kanda would make sure he got it. But, he didn't have to make sure he got it quickly.
Letting his body slowly fall back until it hits the headboard, Kanda groaned softly and spread his legs at the same time, slowly running his fingers up the underside of his engorged cock. His own touch felt strange to him, but he was trying very hard to ignore that in the spirit of making Lavi as horny as possible; if he did that, maybe he could get Lavi to hold him down and fuck him sooner. The head of his cock dripped slowly with precome as he ran his thumb over it, a stifled, pleasured moan escaping him as he did so, intent on making this take as long as possible.
Watching Yu stroke himself was something Lavi could handle, if only barely. Hearing him moan, however, was another story entirely. His lover’s repertoire of sexual sounds mostly consisted of grunts and pleasured groans with the occasional sigh mixed in there, but very, very rarely did he ever moan. Being half blind meant that his body compensated for it by heightening his other senses and his hearing was definitely one of those. The sound of Yu’s breath catching in his throat as he moaned may have been inaudible to a normal person, but it was more than loud enough for Lavi to hear. And damn it, but his body was reacting in ways that most certainly were not intentional. Clenching his fists harder, he forced his hands not to move, as much as his cock ached for release.
Just able to see Lavi through his slitted eyes, Kanda had to force himself to keep the satisfied smirk off his face; his lover looked to be in absolutely painful ecstasy. He could see the way his fingers were desperately gripping the pillow and how hard and proud his cock was standing and, somehow, that was enough to make up for this humiliation. Still taking his time, Kanda slowly drew his fingers through his precome, lubing the rest of his shaft with it, all with slow, deliberate, and pleasurable strokes.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all, Lavi thought, realizing he was going to have a very hard time maintaining control over his body if this lasted much longer. And if he knew Yu at all, which he did, his lover would drag this out as long as he possibly could just to mess with him. Not that he really minded, considering the wonderful view he had. Praising his Bookman’s mind, he knew he would store this memory carefully in his memories, knowing he would come back to relive it as often as he could.
He had to admit... this really didn't feel all that bad once you got used to it. And he could still hear Lavi in the background, trying desperately not to draw attention to himself or give attention to his cock, and the knowledge that he was tormenting Lavi so brought him great pleasure. A soft sigh escaped him now as he slowly wrapped his hand around himself, scooting his butt toward Lavi in order to lay flat on his back, beginning to stroke himself gently as he does so, wanting to see if he can get some sort of reaction from his lover.
Lavi sincerely hoped Yu was closer than he seemed, because if he didn’t come in the next few minutes, his initial plan may have to go out the window. It was absolutely killing him not to touch himself but he couldn’t bring himself to look away. This was quite possibly the worst torture he’d ever had to endure.
Kanda was close, but he could hold his orgasm off pretty much indefinitely if he was the only one touching himself. He wanted to break Lavi somehow, he needed some small victory to get him through this next day, and he thought he might have just the solution. For a few minutes, he just slowly stroked himself, full and hard, right from the base to the head, his other hand eventually twining between his legs to stroke at the puckered skin of his balls, a light groan escaping him as he adds in the extra sensation.
Damn him. Damn the way his hair spread out over the bed in such an alluring way. Damn the way his breath caught in his throat, the way he moaned softly when he stroked himself just right. Damn the very sight of him; Lavi couldn’t take it anymore. A poorly disguised sound of frustration escaped him, clinging to the sheets tighter as he bit his lip, trying not to give in and failing with each second
He could hear it, he could tell Lavi was moments from giving him that victory he wanted. He just had to push a little harder, that was all he needed... for a moment, he didn't quite know what more to do, but then, suddenly, it dawned on him. Even though it was out of his comfort zone and his character... well, this whole thing was, really. Let's make it a fucking party.
Shifting, Kanda lightly pulled one of his nails around the edge of his manhood, groaning deeply at the sensation it caused. Then, without much warning, he thrusts up with his hips, a loud and legitimate gasp escaping him as he pumps upward into his own palm, his eyes sliding completely shut as he moans out the name of his lover, slow and throaty and husky with need, “L-lavi...”
A long, low moan escaped him unbidden at the sound of Yu moaning his name. That was definitely not something he ever heard, given the fact it was usually him moaning his lover’s name since he usually played the bottom. Something about hearing his name come from Yu’s lips in such a way made his cock twitch with need; but he’d made it this far… it couldn’t get much worse, right? Maybe it would get better, he thought, if he could just… hold… on…
He wanted to make the infuriating man at his feet do the same thing he was - he wanted to make Lavi reach down and sate his own throbbing need. He knew he must be close, but he was running out of options. There was only one left to him that he could think of, but by now he was determined to force Lavi into doing what he wanted him to.
With that thought in mind he slowly shifted the hand on his balls downward, until one finger was tantalizingly circling his own entrance. Not moving to push it in just yet, he played with it for a moment, groaning lightly at how his finger tickled the puckered muscle, waiting to see if this got a response from Lavi.
Lavi swallowed a strangled gasp when he saw what his lover intended to do and he knew it would be all over for him if he actually went through with it.
Even though he had hoped he wouldn't actually have to do it, he wasn't about to back down now. Forcing himself to relax as much as possible, Kanda waited until he was ready before slowly, deliberately pushing his finger inside himself, grunting as his muscles sucked his finger in deeper, a small moan escaping him as he widened his legs for better access, his other hand still wrapped tight around his cock and pumping the quivering member as rhythmically as it can.
Wondering if he could just stroke his shaft a few times to keep himself from going crazy, Lavi realized if he even moved the wrong way he would probably come, and the whole point of this was to have Yu get himself off, and then come himself with his lover’s mouth around his cock. Granted, he wouldn’t get it in exactly the way he wanted, but if he wanted to have some semblance of control, he would have to move quickly.
Practically lurching forward, Lavi crawled over Yu, shifting to hover over his chest. “You’re too much of a damned tease…” He whispered huskily, yanking the hair tie out of the mass of dark hair at his knees, fisting one hand in those silky locks, thrusting his hips forward and guiding his cock down Yu’s throat before he was able to do anything to prevent it.
A shocked gasp at the sensation of his hair being yanked on just managed to escape him before he found his throat constricted with Lavi's cock. Snapping his eyes open wide, he stared at Lavi, trying to figure out when the redhead got on top of him and how he got his cock down his throat without Kanda realizing it. But those curiosities were slipping rapidly from his mind as his body focused on just one thing - being under him, held down, his lover's cock forcibly shoved down his throat. It was bliss... Bliss he never would have thought existed, but bliss none the less.
A low, husky moan escaped his throat at the feeling of Yu’s warm mouth tight around his cock. It was almost enough to make him come right there, but he held it back just enough to rock against the mouth hot around him. This wouldn’t take long, thankfully; maybe then he could enjoy watching his lover pleasure himself. Thrusting forward again, Lavi groaned deep in his throat, moving slowly, rhythmically, feeling his orgasm building quickly in his stomach.
Kanda knew that his lover wasn't going to last long, and as such, he wanted to be finished as well, hopefully so the redhead couldn't watch him any longer. He didn't suck on the cock pressed between his lips, rather, he just let Lavi do all the work as he took to pumping himself with much more vigor, only a few short feet from the edge when he puts all his effort into it.
Feeling his lover’s arm moving much more quickly and his tongue not moving at all, Lavi jerked up with the hand twisted in the dark hair beneath him, “No. Put both your hands up here where I can see them.” He ordered, breathless from the effort of holding back his own orgasm. He was annoyed enough that Yu’s teasing had brought him to this; he wasn’t about to let the other man finish without being watched. That was the whole point of this, and damn it, Lavi would get his way.
Growling, Kanda bit down on the cock between his lips, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to be painful - he didn't want to move his hand, dammit! He liked it right where it was! So, in a show of half obedience, he flopped his free hand up by his head, but he knew it he could just get a few more strokes in with the other...
“No! I said both your hands, dammit!” Lavi snarled, reaching behind him and moving Yu’s other hand manually. He jerked up with his hand that was still curled in his lover’s hair, choking him slightly in a show of dominance. “You come before I want you to, and you do this all over again.” His tone was demanding without even trying; he could admit he was a voyeur, and he did /not/ want to miss out on this… even if he was a bit distracted by his own needs.
The dominance in Lavi's voice took Kanda way off guard, but damn if it didn't send him teetering right on the edge. He could feel the pressure inside him, made a million times worse by what his lover just did. Kanda wanted release now, bad, and he didn't care what Lavi did to him after he got it - he needed it. The tone in Lavi's voice made him need it. Even though he didn't realize it, his eyes were full of lust. But, that wasn't the only thing showing in those dark, reflective orbs. There was only a touch, as even subconsciously he refused to let himself show it, but there was submission in his eyes too. So, watching Lavi for a reaction even as he moves, Kanda quickly placed both his feet on the bed, thrusting up hard.
The friction wasn't much at all, but it was enough. The second his rock hard cock slid against Lavi's back Kanda arched hard and convulsed, his semen spurting out of the end of his cock in copious, thick globs. He moaned too, low and deep, and even though it was partially muffled by the cock currently filling his mouth, it was still audible. Sinking back onto the bed, he let his eyes close, so lethargic now, leaving both his hands where Lavi wanted them.
So... maybe it was a really bad idea and he was waiting for Lavi's wrath to come down upon him, but then again... Maybe that was what he really wanted in the first place.
Fuck. He should have known Yu would find a way to get what he wanted while still obeying Lavi. But still, knowing he had made his lover so needy and desperate he had to do something like that made it a little better. But it wasn’t quite good enough. Growling, Lavi swung himself off of the other man, scowling. “You just don’t know how to listen, do you?” He hissed, reaching out and pulling a bit harder than he normally would have on the ends of Yu’s hair. “Open your eyes.” Lavi ordered, his voice low and menacing. He would have been proud of himself for sounding so authoritative if he was paying attention to that at the moment.
The pain that shot through his scalp that time was real and his eyes snapped open, flaring briefly with anger before remembering who he was with. Upon remembering that, though, the hair pulling was much more okay. Stretching his neck to relieve some of the pressure nonetheless, Kanda slowly opened his eyes, watching Lavi now, the look in them guarded, “... What?”
“I meant it. You’ll be repeating this later.” Tugging sharply once more before dropping the handful of hair he held, Lavi slid off the bed, circling his lover with a frown. He wanted to get on with the plan, but he needed something to do to punish Yu… but what? Out of all the things he had planned, he was sure his companion would think that was punishment enough, but he had already planned for those things. He needed something different… maybe if he actually did spank him he’d listen?
Wrinkling his nose, Lavi quickly discarded that thought; it had to be something he enjoyed and that was definitely not one of those things. He sighed, studying his lover in an appraising manner; what could he do? Looking around the room for some sort of clue, he noticed the beeswax candles Bookman kept on the shelf for reading at night. Grinning, he turn back to his lover and all but pounced on him, reaching for his scarf.
Shocked but unrepentant, Kanda pushed at Lavi hard, trying to throw the other man off him. He didn't know what Lavi had planned, but already his body was in needy anticipation for it and if disobeying would secretly bring him pleasure... it fit so perfectly into who he was that Lavi would never need to know that he was doing it purposefully to get punished, rather than to try to stop him from doing so.
And... here be the other parts.
... Wear What? Part Two
...Wear What?? Part Three
... Wear What? Part Four
Author: sull89
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Lavi/Kanda
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Oh, gawd... Porn. Lots of porn.
Summary: Kanda wishes, more than anything, that he hadn't made that bet...
Note: Co-written with wordsofrandom, who, in other terms, happens to be my fiancee. And this story, while broken into different parts, really isn't in chapters. I broke it apart due to length.
He could still feel it, if he focused hard enough... the rough skin of Lavi's palms holding his wrists down as he straddled his Japanese lover, the way those calloused fingers sent delicious spikes of pain down his arms when the redheaded man pulled just right to try to stop him from struggling... how he could feel every muscle of Lavi's body tense and slide against his own as the slightly younger man shifted to get a better angle... it all had felt so good, so right, so wonderfu-
Kanda Yu shifted, jerking himself out of his daydream violently, almost banging his head off the wall as he lurched upright - what the fuck!? He had been reading, he'd been told to take some time off from his missions because he needed relaxation, so he had been sitting on his bed, reading, absently planning to go spar in just a couple of minutes... so what was he doing nestled into the corner half asleep? More than that, what was he doing thinking about... Kanda stopped his though process right there, refusing to give any more detail to that chain of events, snapping aloud to himself, “That. Thinking about that.” Venomous. Good. That was the way to treat it... venomously. With hatred. Disdain. That's it, those were good descriptions of that night. Harsh, bad descriptors, that's what he needed to use. ...He definitely didn't want to think about it with anything relating to pleasure.
Deciding that sitting in his room wasn't going to do him a whit of good, Kanda lurched upright, grabbing Mugen and marching toward the nearest practice room - a good round with his innocence will get this nonsense out of his head immediately.
Lavi was irrevocably and inexplicably bored. Bookman had assigned him a monstrous load of books to read by week’s end, claiming Lavi had been slipping in his studies, although Lavi knew it was more likely the old man just didn’t want him giving in to his ‘hormonal needs’ quite as often. Unfortunately, Lavi had noticed some rather sexually explicit titles among the books in the literal library Bookman had in their room and it was those that grabbed his attention. Initially.
Now, however, after having skimmed through several vague Victorian references to sexual situations, Lavi was day dreaming. And when the Bookman-in-training day dreamed, it was anything but vague. Closing his eyes, he could even remember how his lover /smelled/ the last time they’d had sex. How it felt to slide his lover’s sweat-slicked thighs apart, how he had to forcefully hold Yu’s wrists above his head (which is MUCH more easily said than done) as he carefully slid himself insi-
Before Lavi could even finish his thought and relive that amazing experience, the object of his affections burst into the room just as he was about to undo the button of his pants to maybe get rid of some of his extra energy. “…can I help you, Yu?” He asked, throwing him an aloof smile and shifting his hand to make it look as though he was simply pulling his shirt down further.
Kanda was pissed. Beyond pissed. He was so fucking mad he couldn't decided which one of Lavi's heads he wanted to cut off first. Nothing - Nothing and no one ever interrupted his time with Mugen, no one! But those damn images kept flickering through his mind while he tried to practice, and the one time his sparring partner managed to get a second's grip on his wrist it was almost too much - Lavi had held it so tightly, had him so helplessly trapped beneath him, that the mere touch there by someone else was enough to get him half hard. And that pissed him off. Because it ruined his practice.
So here he was, slightly flushed, glaring death at Lavi. Wanting to brutally murder him and be brutally fucked by him at the same time, and it was infuriating, because he couldn't decide which one he wanted more. He knew which one he /should/ want more, but as for which one he actually did... that was a different story. So, it was with a scorn laden tone he spoke, hoping it would cover up his need, “I fucking hate you.”
Having such good hearing turned out to be a blessing at the moment for Lavi, who smirked when he heard the need in his lover’s voice and the slight tremor when he uttered the second word in the phrase he’d heard so many times. “I like how you put the emphasis on ‘fucking’, Yu.” He purred, standing and grinning. It was always such fun to tease Yu, especially considering how much of a verbal prude he was. It was also fun to prove to the arrogant man in front of him that he wasn’t completely stupid, as not just anyone could have picked up on the things Lavi was able to.
Kill him... kill him and be done with it. Chop off his upper head first, then you won't have to listen to him talk. And if you don't have to listen to him talk, you don't have to watch the delicious way his teeth skim his bottom lip as he puts his own emphasis on the word “fucking.” God... those teeth... they were good too... good in that violent, painful sort of way that will always ache the next morning, but couldn't feel anything but perfect as they were marking him... Kanda had to physically force himself to suppress a shudder at that, because if he twisted his head just far enough while looking in the mirror he could still see that mirrored crescent shape marking the column of his neck... and seeing that, it was good, really good...
No! Jerking himself away from those thoughts yet again, the black haired exorcist glared death at Lavi yet again, snapping, “I'll put the emphasis on 'kill you' if you don't shut your damn mouth.”
Knowing exactly how to toy with his lover to get what he wanted, Lavi grinned. “I’ll shut my mouth around something, if that’s what you really want me to do, Yu.” Lavi was normally more than happy to play the bottom when Yu was feeling dominant and he really didn’t mind going down on him either, especially not when he moaned just the right way…
But that’s not what he was focused on right now. Right now, he wanted to be in control, remembering his interrupted daydream with fervor. Yu didn’t normally give in without a fight, and that night had been no exception, but the fight was what made it so good, so hot. Remembering the way it felt to have the lithe, well muscled body of the man in front of him writhing in pleasure beneath him was almost too much for Lavi to handle. Reigning himself in, he let a confident smirk rest on his lips, knowing what he wanted to do with the rest of his evening.
A sneer crossed his features with years of practiced ease - it simply was the expression he wore around Lavi most often, “Disgusting.” It wasn't, of course. Moments before Lavi spoke, Kanda had been thinking the same thing, except maybe the other way around... when he'd been flat on his back, pinned there by the body that weighed a good fifteen pounds of solid muscle more than his, with that thick, engorged cock pressed deep between his lips... his cock fit his body so well, just the way his hair was coordinated all down the length of his body... it was a nice touch, a splash of color against the panting, black and white and breathless world of their joining... of his being the bottom for once...
A “once” that he would be more than happy to experience again. Providing, of course, that he didn't have to admit it. Because as much as he wanted it, Kanda wanted to not give Lavi that satisfaction more. Kanda wanted to get the other exorcist back for making him pant and twist and moan like a virgin with no self control, like someone who actually /wanted/ what was being done to him... even though he had wanted it... after it had started.
“Why must you keep up such a pretense, Yu? We both know you like it when I suck your cock.” Lavi felt his lips stretch into a wide grin as he spoke; talking dirty always made his lover blush and get hard at the same time. It was rather funny, watching the pink tint crawl up Yu’s neck to his pale cheeks, his jaw clenching as he tried to keep up his ‘one more word and I will castrate you’ expression that he usually couldn’t pull off very well in comparison to the obvious arousal between his legs.
Lavi was certain he would never get to top his lover the way he really wanted to; the way he had the last time when he had pinned him to the bed and had his way with him. Calculating his probability of survival at five percent at best if he just shoved him against the wall and went at it, Lavi quickly decided he needed to be much more slick about the whole thing. But first, he had to gauge Yu’s exact mood before he could come up with a relevant plot.
For just a moment, Kanda was glad they had put him on mandatory break - it meant he had to be out of his exorcist uniform, so the white sweater he was wearing was long enough to hide any sign of arousal that might be growing tight in his pants. It also covered up his neck, which was a perennial favorite of Lavi's for making him gasp and whimper softly, which, when he was trying to be scary and dominant never really helped much. But, his gratitude toward the white sweater could only go so far, because he knew that when Lavi really, really wanted something, usually he got it anyway. With or without a fight.
But Kanda never went down without a fight, and while a certain part of him might be rising to the cadence of Lavi's words, the rest of him was going to make damn sure the redhead never realized that, “You're a pig.” His jaw was set tight, making sure that no sign of anything but scorn in his tone or on his features, and he was pretty sure that he was doing a good job of it - sure, his face was a tad bit hot, but that was one thing he never had any control over, so he gave up fighting it long ago, knowing a good fighter chooses his battles wisely. “That's not what I came here for,” it was a simple statement, and normally would be truthful, but right now... Kanda was pretty sure it was a blatant lie, because now, standing in the same room as Lavi, the same place they had fucked that last time...
Lavi's bed has two posters on the headboard... and he had a scarf and a headband... Kanda was pretty sure his wrists were thin enough... and the cloth and the bed strong enough... to last for just a little while, at least...
Lavi had almost never loved his powers of observation more than when it helped him make Yu horny. The way he twitched slightly and shifted indicated to Lavi that he had been correct with his earlier appraisal of the other man’s growing arousal. Lavi loved it when he was right. He also loved having the quick wit he did, otherwise he would never have had the time to think of his wonderful plan.
“Don’t act like you’re not already horny, Yu. I’m only half blind, you know, I can tell when you want me.” Lavi started, his grin settling back into a predatory smirk that would have made his lover proud had they been in any other situation.
“You may only be half blind, but you're completely brain dead.” The words came easy, insults were Kanda's native tongue after all, and he relished the language, “I have no want for any part of you.” Except... well, except his hands... and his mouth... and his chest... and his cock... oh, especially his cock... Kanda had only been able to experience it in that manner once, in the same night that's been tormenting the rest of his thoughts, but that one night was all it took for him to learn why Lavi cried out in wordless, almost painfully shocking pleasure every time he stroked inward just right... and he wanted that again, but damn him if he was going to ask for it.
He could tell Lavi was horny too - it wasn't hard, it was always written over the man's face when they were together. The way he carried himself today though... there was something different about it, although Kanda couldn't quite decide what that was. Not that it mattered. Because Kanda was going to fuck Lavi to get these stupid... fantasies out of his head and then move on with his life. That was exactly what was going to happen. And Lavi had no say in it. Approaching the bed, Kanda stopped just within arm's reach of his lover, pausing to look him up and down, anger still smoldering in his eyes, “But since you're so insistent... Get on your knees.”
Granted, Lavi really did want to dominate Yu again, and he had every intention of doing so, but he really couldn’t help the tremor that went through him at those words. He did so love it when Yu was forceful, even if he loved being on the other end too. But for now, he supposed, maybe he could give him what he wanted and have the element of surprise when he sprung his plan on his lover.
“You could ask nicely,” Lavi admonished, sliding slowly onto his knees, reaching for the smaller man’s hips, pulling him in closer. “And I really hope you locked the door; Bookman doesn’t know it’s you I’ve been seeing and if he finds out you’ll probably be in for some rather awkward questions.” Keep him distracted so he won’t see it coming; that’s the whole point of the plan.
The only response the Junior Bookman got was an angry growl and a stinging blow to the side of his face - they wouldn't have to worry about Bookman if his heir would just get on with it. Dominating Lavi would help him, he knew. At the very least it would give him some respite from the constant demands of his throbbing cock, and at best it would banish these stupid memories from his mind. He was really hoping it would succeed in doing the latter.
Reaching down, Kanda ripped the headband from Lavi's hair, throwing it on the bed before tangling his hand roughly in the spiky red locks he'd so come to equate with... he refuses to call it love, but most other people probably would. Most other people were stupid, of course, but still, he knew what others would call it, not that he cared.
But now, he wasn't in the mood to be loving at all. Pushing Lavi's hand into position to free him from his pants, he yanked hard on that gorgeous head of red hair for emphasis, “Now.”
Putting his plan into motion, focusing on getting this out right, it was all he could do not to giggle. Lavi prided himself on being able to read Yu like a book when it came to sex, and the Japanese Exorcist had played his part so well. “You know, maybe you wouldn’t have to have me do this for you if you could just do it yourself.” Making his tone as offhanded as he could, he sighed lightly, slowly untying the belt at Yu’s waist, knowing he would take the bait.
Kanda was pretty sure what just came out of Lavi's mouth was utterly absurd. Do it himself? For the love of Mugen, “Why the hell would I want to do it myself?”
Lavi sat back, feigning a look of curiosity. “What, you haven’t done it yourself?” It was harder than it should have been to keep a straight face; very, very few people were able to give themselves a blowjob. Lavi knew he was flexible enough to do it, not that he ever had, but it was embarrassing enough to throw his lover way off. Which was exactly what he needed.
Kanda could only stare down at Lavi, his mind vaguely wondering why he was still letting the idiot man talk, rather than just shoving his cock down that tight warm throat and being done with it - it must be a morbid sense of curiosity making him keep carrying on this idiotic conversation, “Of course I haven't. What the hell would be the point? I have you for that, and it is about all you're good for."
Thanking every deity he could think of for Yu’s cat-like sense of curiosity, Lavi gave him his best puzzled expression. “Well, what did you do before you had me? I mean, you can’t have used your hand all the time, that’s incredibly dull.”
'It really would be best just to shove my cock down his throat... this is inane...' Kanda had the thought, and brought his cock up to brush against Lavi's lips, but yet again his sense of curiosity stopped him from pushing father forward, “I'm not discussing this with you.” It was a simple, to the point answer designed to end the conversation, but Kanda did have to admit to himself that he was more than a bit curious to see what else Lavi might say.
Letting his lips and tongue play over the head of Yu’s cock as he spoke, Lavi grinned up at him. “I think you haven’t because you /can’t/.” Knowing full well how ruffled Yu’s feathers got when it came to his physical abilities, Lavi knew the bet was on as soon as he saw the challenge in his lover’s dark blue eyes.
The words were out of his mouth before he even realized it, “I can do anything I damn well please, asshole.” Was it a challenge? Probably... Was it a bluff? Well... maybe... it's not like he'd ever actually tried to suck his own dick, and he was flexible, but... who really needs to be /that/ flexible, anyway? But damn him if he was going to let Lavi get away with that accusation without a fight. “Fuck you, anyway.”
Shoving Lavi back, Kanda quickly tucked himself away, crossing him arms once he'd finished, “If you're so damn good, then let's see it.” Would it be hot, watching Lavi suck his own cock...? Kanda smirks slightly as the realization dawns on him - yes, it probably would be. And if it looked as good in real life as it did right now in his mind, he might have to incorporate it into their sessions - Lavi always did like a little humiliation play, anyway.
At hearing those words, it was all Lavi could do not to stand up and whoop for joy; he honestly didn’t think the other man was easy to figure out, but when it came to sex and challenges, he was like a book. Keeping a bemused look on his face, he simply shrugged. “Alright, if you really want to see it. But let’s make it interesting. A bet, if you will, because I can see it in your eyes that you don’t think I can do it. Whoever does better without the help of furniture or the wall wins. Sound fair?”
Before taking the time to really weigh the pros and cons of that particular bet, the agreement to it flew from between Kanda's lips, “Fine.” In a few minutes, he would regret that, because, really, he knows he couldn't get his dick any closer to his lips than he could his nose to his ass, but right now he wasn't really thinking about that, instead choosing to watch the most erotic human being on the planet do his thing.
For now, sure of his victory, Lavi allowed a small grin to take over his lips. “And the terms; I win, I get to do whatever I want to you and you won’t complain. You win, and you get the same out of me.” Raising his eyes to look directly into Yu’s, he waited patiently for confirmation before he began.
Again, the cursed fact that his vocal cords worked faster than his brain sometime, “Good. That means I can get you to shut the hell up for the rest of the damn day.” But, suddenly, a vision of something else seared across Kanda's vision - Lavi getting to do whatever he wanted... would Lavi want to dominate him...? He enjoyed it the last time, it was so simple to see that, but... would he do it again? Maybe it would almost be worth losing the bet, if it meant that -
Yet again, no! Kanda Yu never throws a bet of any kind, for any reason. He will win, his cock will then be buried in Lavi's throat, and then he will be able to move on with his life. Yes. That was what was going to happen, Kanda knew it.
Smug, Lavi nodded. “Good. Then it’s settled.” It only took him a few minutes to strip, and he tried not to think of how foolish he would look or how embarrassed this may make him; it would all be worth it in the end, when he got everything he wanted. Besides, Yu had to do it to. “…I haven’t done this in awhile…” He muttered, figuring he could at least give his lover some hope that he had a chance. Really, though, Lavi knew there was no way he could lose. He had never let Yu know how flexible he truly was, not because it was an important secret to be kept, however, it had just never come up.
Rolling his eyes, Kanda just crossed his arms and watched, waiting for Lavi to thoroughly embarrass himself. He couldn't help but wonder why or where Lavi decided to see if he could perform auto-fellatio himself, and decided that he would have to ask when there was more time - it would be delicious to see if the question made Lavi blush. “So get on with it, baka,” Kanda was perpetually impatient, especially when he was horny, and this was no different.
Laying on his back and sighing, Lavi flashed his lover a slightly nervous look; it was all part of the illusion and it was working so well. “This isn’t the easiest thing to do, you know.” He said in what he hoped was a self-conscious way. Taking a deep breath, he kicked his legs up, propping his hips up on his hands so his body was straight in the air, his weight balanced on his shoulders and neck. Immediately, he thanked the old panda for making him learn martial arts and yoga as extensively as he had. Once he was balanced, he slowly lowered his arms, allowing his body to sway slightly as he balanced without having his arms as an anchor. It only took a second, and with just a light movement of his legs, he slowly brought them back down over his head. Sparing a glance up at his lover, he was rewarded with the barely-masked shocked expression he knew would be present. He doubted Yu would be able to even get this far without the use of the wall.
'… Shit... How the hell is he doing that...?' Kanda was staring at Lavi with shock in his eyes, knowing there was no way in hell his body was going to do that without help. 'This is... bad...' and also slightly erotic, his cock was telling him insistently, straining harder at the cloth of his pants. He catches himself wondering what it would be like to fuck Lavi with him like that, but the vision slowly shifts until Kanda finds himself in Lavi's position. And to be honest... that looked pretty nice in his mind's eye as well.
Pinching his inner arm hard, Kanda forced his mind back to the present, watching Lavi, eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for his next move, “Wow, you managed to get your own cock in your mouth. How impressive.” Dry and sarcastic, that's it. Be dry and sarcastic. That will definitely help.
Tipping his hips back just a little more, Lavi pushed his cock a little farther down his throat before lifting his hips and kicking his legs back up, shifting to sit. “See? It’s not that hard. Now it’s your turn.” Giving his lover a sweet smile intended to be encouraging, Lavi smirked inwardly; he knew the dark-haired man would need help at some point and as soon as he took advantage of being close enough to the wall to reach, the bet would be over and Lavi would get a well deserved repeat of the last night they’d spent in here.
Kanda tried really hard not to give him a deadpan look, trying to figure out if it was even worth the attempt, because he knew he wouldn't be able to do that. But then again, when did Kanda Yu ever reign back on a fight? Never, that was when. So he went ahead and pulled his sweater over his head, tossing it into the corner before sliding off his belt and kicking his pants off. At the very least, he knew he'd go down like a man. So it was with a glare directed at Lavi that he sank onto the floor, trying to figure out the best way to do this.
Lavi settled onto his bed, his chin resting in his hand, watching Yu as he settled onto the floor to attempt the task Lavi knew he’d made look easy. “C’mon, Yu, it’s not that hard. Just prop your hips up on your hands then push your legs over your head. Make sure you go slowly, though. Wouldn’t want to fuck up your back.” Smiling sweetly again, Lavi dropped his leg off the edge of the bed and nudged the Japanese man’s leg lightly.
Kanda glared, kicking Lavi's shin yet again, “I don't need your assistance.” Turning his attention back to the task at hand, he studied his body, then just decided to go for it, figuring the best thing might be to try and copy what Lavi did. So, propping himself up on his arms, he started to draw his legs back toward his head, his toes curling hard toward the bottom of his foot in concentration as did so. Watching as his cock came far closer to his face then he ever really wanted it to be, he stretched more, starting to reach the limits of his flexibility. Suddenly, he realized that if he had just a little bit more purchase he might be able to do it.
Stretching, his toes uncurled without him thinking about, remembering that the wall really wasn't that far away... if he could just reach it.
Allowing a slow smirk to spread across his lips now that Yu wasn’t watching, Lavi studied the other man’s body appreciatively. The muscles in his back flexed and stretched as he pushed himself to his limits and beyond. Lavi noticed his lover’s dark eyes on the wall, his brow furrowed in concentration and his smirk widened. He knew he couldn’t do it, so now he was trying to figure out how to cheat. Not that Yu would think it was cheating, only making good use of his surroundings, which would have been fine if that particular action wasn’t explicitly prohibited by the terms of their bet.
Just a couple more millimeters and he'd have it, that was all he needed. 'Push, dammit!' he cursed at himself, and finally he managed to gain that last little bit of space, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face as his toes managed to grip the wall. He had it now, he knew, he could push through the rest of it, and push he did, getting closer and closer to finishing the bet.
Awful depth perception though he may have, Lavi could tell when Yu’s foot touched the wall, using it as a leverage point to pull his legs down further. Fighting back the urge to chuckle, he leaned back a little, resting on his hands, secure in his victory. ‘Let him think I didn’t notice. It’ll make it that much better when I tell him I’ve won,’ Lavi thought, gleeful.
Staring awkwardly at his cock, which was hovering just in front of his mouth, he forced himself to push forward, sliding the organ deep down his throat, slightly shocked to discover that he was actually doing it - not that he was really proud of it, or anything, but still... Damn that idiot Bookman if he thought he was going to win, Kanda was not going to lose this battle, he would make sure of it.
With that thought in his mind, he pushed his body harder, forcing it to do what he wants, and with one small grunt of effort, manages to push his cock far enough down his throat that he had finally gotten all of it enveloped within his mouth, holding it there just long enough to show conclusively that he did it, then pulled back, letting his legs rest on the floor one more time, smirking softly as he stands, watching Lavi for a reaction.
Sliding off the bed with a feline grace he wasn’t quite sure he realized he had, he let a predatory smirk play over his features, backing his lover against the wall. “Impressive, Yu. Too bad you had to use the wall to do it; I think you took it deeper than I did. You would have won if you hadn’t cheated.” Seeing the recognition in the dark eyes he so loved, he grinned wider, bringing his hand up to stroke Yu’s cheek lightly. “That means I win.”
'Fuck!' Eyes wide, Kanda realized just a few moments too late what that last little clause in their bet was... no use of furniture... he had remembered that one... but... wall... wall was such a small word... it had slipped his mind with his focus on winning, and now... it was his fucking downfall. Staring at Lavi, it took Kanda a moment to process all of that, then he shoved the other man back, freeing himself from the wall, “... shut up.”
Catching Yu’s wrist, Lavi pulled him in close, sliding his arm around the man’s thin waist, pulling him close enough to have their hips pressed together. Grinning, Lavi stroked his cheek again. “Ah ah, Yu, you remember the deal? I win and you do what I want without complaining.” Sliding his other hand lower over his lover’s ass, he squeezed lightly, his grin sliding into a victorious smirk.
A disgruntled sneer slowly moved to cover his features, stepping back yet again as he freed his ass from Lavi's wandering hand, "What do you want, then?" Annoyed that he lost, but resigned to giving his idiot lover what he wanted, snapping softly, "You're running on limited time."
“I’m running on twenty-three hours and fifty-seven minutes, actually,” Lavi quipped, grinning. “And I want you to stop moving, Yu.” Serious now, Lavi tugged back on Yu’s arm, holding his wrists at his sides as he kissed him harshly, letting his lover know that he was in control.
Resisting the innate urge within himself to fight Lavi's hold on him, Kanda just managed to stay still, glaring as the other man held him in place - he was pissed that he lost, but he wasn't about to go back on a bet. Just as he was about to come up with a witty retort though, that was when Lavi crushed their lips together and suddenly, Kanda couldn't care how they got here, all that mattered was that they were there now. Lavi's lips against his were harsh and demanding, and they made Kanda melt like butter, his own soft lips parting to the demands of Lavi's tongue before he even realized it; he really, really wanted this bad.
Shoving the slightly smaller man backward, Lavi pressed him against the wall, Yu’s wrists pinned to either side of his head. This was better than he expected; his lover’s breath caught in his throat just slightly and he was letting Lavi completely dominate the kiss - at least for now. Lavi knew him better than to think he would just continue to give in without at least a little fight, even considering the terms of their bet. But that didn’t matter for now; drawing Yu’s lower lip between his own, he bit down lightly, opening his eyes to see the expression on the other man’s face as he did so.
As much as he was loathe to admit it, Kanda did have his weaknesses. None of them were physical, of course, he was much too good for that, but he did have a body that wanted and needed sex on a semi-regular basis and as such had things that turned it on. This, unfortunately, happened to be one of them - Lavi dominating him had been so unwelcome the first time, but now... the tingle running through his body at the tug of his lover's sharp teeth on his tender lip coupled with the way Lavi's fingers were wrapped so tight around his wrists... it was making him rock hard, and as much as he desperately didn't want Lavi to know he enjoyed it, he didn't want to lose the sensation either, and when Lavi bit just a little bit harder, Kanda couldn't help the despicable moan that escaped his throat as his eyes flashed open wide in shocked pleasure, pressing his hips hard into Lavi's involuntarily.
It was almost too much; Lavi could feel Yu’s erection pressed against his stomach, which definitely hadn’t been there before he’d pressed him into the wall. Not many things shocked him, but that Yu got so hard so fast from being held against the wall was definitely one of those things. Releasing his lip slowly, Lavi pulled back to smirk wider at the expression on his lover’s face. “Well,” he began trailing one of his hands down Yu’s arm and chest, fingers just lightly brushing over his trembling skin until they were brushing over the head of his cock, “I certainly didn’t expect this, Yu.”
Glaring at his idiotic companion, Kanda snapped, “Expect what?” Yes, it was true he had an erection, but he was pretty sure he could pass that off as just having had his cock in his mouth and the fact that watching Lavi was erotic. He /certainly/ was not going to admit that being slammed into the wall and held against it was what caused the majority of his hardened cock to stiffen, no matter what Lavi might think he knew. He was trying really hard to ignore the fingers on his cock, and right now he was doing a pretty good job of it because he was not going to let Lavi get that much satisfaction in such a short amount of time.
“Well, you certainly weren’t /this/ hard before I pushed you against the wall.” Grinning wider, Lavi curled his fingers around the other man’s cock, stroking lightly. This was too good; not only did Lavi win their bet, but his companion was /enjoying/ it. That would make this whole thing that much better.
“Shut up.” So it wasn't witty, or clever, but it served its purpose. Kanda jerked his hips back, trying to free himself from Lavi's grasp, but he remembered just a moment too late that the wall wasn't going to allow him to do that. A small grunt of displeasure escaped him as he met the wall only inches behind him, his eyes flicking up to glare angrily at his lover, “You're an ass.”
Chuckling darkly, Lavi stepped back to sit at the head of his bed, “ You don’t know the half of it. Come here.” He ordered, gesturing to the middle of his bed. “And face me.” He added, knowing Yu would be as difficult as he could get away with.
His first urge was to snap a violent 'fuck you' in Lavi's general direction, but bit by bit he managed to draw those syllables from the tip of his tongue to back down his throat. He made his damn bed by making that damn bet and now his honor refused to allow him to do anything but what he agreed to. So, with a look of pure hatred on his features, Kanda paused for a moment, just to show Lavi that he wasn't completely obedient, before making his way to the bed and doing what Lavi said.
Lavi leaned back against the headboard as he watched Yu, planning his next move for a moment before leaning forward, tugging his lover’s legs apart, a satisfied look overcoming his features. “Well, that’s better.” He quipped, probably more to get on Yu’s nerves than anything. Lavi couldn’t help it; the man was sexy when he was angry.
Immediately snapping his legs shut when Lavi moved away, Kanda glared more, resisting the urge to go ahead and kick Lavi yet again. “I'm not about to sit like some whore,” while he secretly may want to be dominated, he still had his pride, and nothing could get him to expose himself so randomly like that, “I'm not going to fulfill any of your sick little fantasies.”
Frowning, Lavi rested his chin in his hand, “So you’re going back on the bet, then? Because I believe, being that I won, you have to do /whatever/ I want you to do, without complaining. If I’m not mistaken, you’re breaking both of those rules. That means your time is extended.” Satisfied with his punishment for his lover’s misconduct, he kicked Yu’s legs apart again. “If I do something like that, that’s what I want done. That means don’t move.”
Incensed, the words flew from Kanda's mouth in a venomous rush, “Like hell the time is extended. You can blow that right out your ass.” Changing the requirements of the bet after the fact is just as bad as reigning back on his end, so right now he didn't feel bad for breaking the rules - Lavi did it too. But, now, he left his legs where Lavi put them, even if the exposure did make him uncomfortable; at the same time, the way Lavi was staring at him was making the head of his cock extremely slick with precome.
“Well, I have to punish you somehow, don’t I? Unless you would prefer a more traditional punishment, because I could always bend you over my lap and spank you until I’m satisfied that my point has been made.” Lavi knew he was smirking now; Yu could barely handle hearing the word ‘cock’ spoken aloud, but speaking of something as kinky (to Yu, anyway) as spanking was sure to get to him.
Sputtering, the shock evident on his face, Kanda couldn't help himself as a tinge of red rapidly started to spread up his neck and onto his cheeks, “Don't you fucking dare.” Spanking!? He's not some four year old caught with his hand in the cookie jar and so that is utterly unacceptable and he patently refused to let it happen, no matter what Lavi said or did.
So then you accept the extension, knowing the alternative?” Raising an eyebrow, Lavi knew he’d won yet again; there were several things he planned to try with his lover over the course of the night, but that wasn’t one of them. He didn’t get much out of it, and he doubted Yu would, but he didn’t need to know it was only a hollow threat.
“No! You can't go changing the agreement after it's already been agreed on,” if he knew that what he was doing was breaking the contract they'd made in the bet, he would stop it, but this was utterly unfair and would not be tolerated. He knew it would be torture to obey Lavi for four hours, much less twenty four, but he would do it because it's what they agreed on, but any longer than that... “I refuse both.”
“But you can’t refuse both. You broke the agreement first, and if you could just do that without any punishment there wouldn’t be any reason for you to listen at all, would there? So those are your choices. If you really would rather not extend the time, the other option is just as easily done.” Lavi was an amazing debater when he wanted to be, and he knew he would win this round just as he had won the bet; besides, he hadn’t told Yu how long the extension was for. If he knew what he was arguing over, then maybe he would just shut up and accept it; if only he would ask.
While he might not have been the sharpest tack in the book, Kanda wasn't stupid either, and while submission was something that he knew turned him on, being spanked definitely did not qualify. Grudgingly, he had to admit in his own mind that he would agree with the statement that 'without any punishment there wouldn’t be any reason for you to listen at all,' but that didn't mean he was going to go down without a fight, “I don't need a fucking punishment to listen to you. I have honor enough to go ahead and honor the bet without something so childish.”
“But you didn’t. You broke the terms first. So I get to extend the time; that would make us even. But you are putting up quite a fight against it. Could it be you /want/ me to spank you?” Lavi smirked; he knew the answer was a definite no, but he really liked pushing his lover’s buttons, “Because I will, if that’s what you want.”
The look of disgust that crossed Kanda's features the second those words were out of Lavi's mouth had no rival anywhere within a million mile vicinity of that room - he definitely, irrevocably, in no way, shape, or form wanted Lavi to... do /that/ to him and he would go down kicking and biting before it happened, “No!” Slamming his hand down on the bed, Kanda curled his fingers into a tight fist, “I don't fucking think so!”
“Well, good, then shut up and accept the extension.” Lavi was getting sorely tired of this waste of precious time, so he decided to put an end to it, hoping his companion would just let it be. Really, all this for thirty extra minutes.
Suspicious of his lover, Kanda refused to just let it go, knowing if he didn't verify the time that Lavi would make something completely ridiculous up, “For how long?”
Tired of this game, Lavi rolled his eyes. “Half an hour. Now shut up.”
Half an hour... Kanda supposed he could deal with that - it was certainly much better than the alternative Lavi was proposing. So, after a moment, he slowly nodded his consent, showing Lavi both that he agreed to the extension and was, in effect, 'shutting up.'
“Good.” Ready to really get the night started, Lavi leaned forward, kissing Yu lightly, nothing like when he’d pinned him against the wall, one of his hands seeking out his lover’s. Wrapping his fingers lightly around Yu’s wrist, Lavi moved his companion’s hand slowly until it was resting between his own thighs, positioning it so his fingertips rested at the base of his erection. Pulling back with a grin, he took in the other man’s expression as he spoke, “Finish yourself off, then.”
Blinking, Kanda stared at Lavi, incredulity in his eyes, “W-what?” Humiliation was Lavi's thing, definitely not his, and jacking off while someone was watching most certainly fell into that category for him.
“You heard me. I don’t like repeating myself any more than you do.” Leaning back against the headboard to watch, Lavi took a moment to appreciate the Japanese exorcist’s features; his dark hair was still up in its customary ponytail, although it was slightly mussed from being pressed against both the floor and the wall, contrasting nicely with his pale skin which was currently flushed from embarrassment. Lavi had never really seen anyone embody such a perfect mix of masculine and feminine, but Yu pulled it off wonderfully; his entire body was a blend of soft curves and hard angles and Lavi wondered if having the use of both his eyes would make his lover any more perfect. He doubted it. Unwillingly, Lavi forced himself to stop appreciating the other man’s looks and focus on the task at hand. “Well?”
An annoyed sneer coveting the left side of his mouth, Kanda took the time to gauge his options, even though he knew he only had one that was actually viable, and that was to do as Lavi said. He was deeply embarrassed by the idea of jerking off in front of someone else like Lavi wanted him to do, but on the other hand he refused to give Lavi and more excuses to extend the time he had to follow this ridiculous game. Sighing angrily through his nose, Kanda watched his lover for a moment, eyes narrowed, before an idea slowly started to form in his head. If he made it good... it would turn Lavi on, he knew it would. If he had to follow these damn orders, he would make sure to get some pleasure out of them himself.
So, it was with that thought in mind that he forced the sneer off his face and slowly started to move his fingers, for now just gently caressing his shaft, letting his eyes flutter partially closed as he tilted his head back, knowing that if he was good enough at it he could probably get Lavi to cream, which he would take with pride as a small but significant victory.
For all the times they’d had sex in the past, Lavi couldn’t think of one time he’d ever seen Yu pleasure himself. Before they were together, Lavi questioned whether or not the stoic swordsman even knew what masturbation was. But watching as his lover slowly stroked himself, Lavi found himself sinking down into the pillows, unable to take his eyes off the sight before him. He’d never quite seen his lover’s body in a situation like this from such an angle and it was quite possibly the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. It was all he could do not to touch himself as he watched, so he opted for clenching his fists in the sheets instead.
It was faint, but Kanda heard it - there was one small whimper that had managed to make its way between Lavi's lips as he watched. He couldn't help it as a small smirk spread over his features, here they were, not even a minute into it, and Lavi had already proved him right. He wanted it so bad, then fine, Kanda would make sure he got it. But, he didn't have to make sure he got it quickly.
Letting his body slowly fall back until it hits the headboard, Kanda groaned softly and spread his legs at the same time, slowly running his fingers up the underside of his engorged cock. His own touch felt strange to him, but he was trying very hard to ignore that in the spirit of making Lavi as horny as possible; if he did that, maybe he could get Lavi to hold him down and fuck him sooner. The head of his cock dripped slowly with precome as he ran his thumb over it, a stifled, pleasured moan escaping him as he did so, intent on making this take as long as possible.
Watching Yu stroke himself was something Lavi could handle, if only barely. Hearing him moan, however, was another story entirely. His lover’s repertoire of sexual sounds mostly consisted of grunts and pleasured groans with the occasional sigh mixed in there, but very, very rarely did he ever moan. Being half blind meant that his body compensated for it by heightening his other senses and his hearing was definitely one of those. The sound of Yu’s breath catching in his throat as he moaned may have been inaudible to a normal person, but it was more than loud enough for Lavi to hear. And damn it, but his body was reacting in ways that most certainly were not intentional. Clenching his fists harder, he forced his hands not to move, as much as his cock ached for release.
Just able to see Lavi through his slitted eyes, Kanda had to force himself to keep the satisfied smirk off his face; his lover looked to be in absolutely painful ecstasy. He could see the way his fingers were desperately gripping the pillow and how hard and proud his cock was standing and, somehow, that was enough to make up for this humiliation. Still taking his time, Kanda slowly drew his fingers through his precome, lubing the rest of his shaft with it, all with slow, deliberate, and pleasurable strokes.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all, Lavi thought, realizing he was going to have a very hard time maintaining control over his body if this lasted much longer. And if he knew Yu at all, which he did, his lover would drag this out as long as he possibly could just to mess with him. Not that he really minded, considering the wonderful view he had. Praising his Bookman’s mind, he knew he would store this memory carefully in his memories, knowing he would come back to relive it as often as he could.
He had to admit... this really didn't feel all that bad once you got used to it. And he could still hear Lavi in the background, trying desperately not to draw attention to himself or give attention to his cock, and the knowledge that he was tormenting Lavi so brought him great pleasure. A soft sigh escaped him now as he slowly wrapped his hand around himself, scooting his butt toward Lavi in order to lay flat on his back, beginning to stroke himself gently as he does so, wanting to see if he can get some sort of reaction from his lover.
Lavi sincerely hoped Yu was closer than he seemed, because if he didn’t come in the next few minutes, his initial plan may have to go out the window. It was absolutely killing him not to touch himself but he couldn’t bring himself to look away. This was quite possibly the worst torture he’d ever had to endure.
Kanda was close, but he could hold his orgasm off pretty much indefinitely if he was the only one touching himself. He wanted to break Lavi somehow, he needed some small victory to get him through this next day, and he thought he might have just the solution. For a few minutes, he just slowly stroked himself, full and hard, right from the base to the head, his other hand eventually twining between his legs to stroke at the puckered skin of his balls, a light groan escaping him as he adds in the extra sensation.
Damn him. Damn the way his hair spread out over the bed in such an alluring way. Damn the way his breath caught in his throat, the way he moaned softly when he stroked himself just right. Damn the very sight of him; Lavi couldn’t take it anymore. A poorly disguised sound of frustration escaped him, clinging to the sheets tighter as he bit his lip, trying not to give in and failing with each second
He could hear it, he could tell Lavi was moments from giving him that victory he wanted. He just had to push a little harder, that was all he needed... for a moment, he didn't quite know what more to do, but then, suddenly, it dawned on him. Even though it was out of his comfort zone and his character... well, this whole thing was, really. Let's make it a fucking party.
Shifting, Kanda lightly pulled one of his nails around the edge of his manhood, groaning deeply at the sensation it caused. Then, without much warning, he thrusts up with his hips, a loud and legitimate gasp escaping him as he pumps upward into his own palm, his eyes sliding completely shut as he moans out the name of his lover, slow and throaty and husky with need, “L-lavi...”
A long, low moan escaped him unbidden at the sound of Yu moaning his name. That was definitely not something he ever heard, given the fact it was usually him moaning his lover’s name since he usually played the bottom. Something about hearing his name come from Yu’s lips in such a way made his cock twitch with need; but he’d made it this far… it couldn’t get much worse, right? Maybe it would get better, he thought, if he could just… hold… on…
He wanted to make the infuriating man at his feet do the same thing he was - he wanted to make Lavi reach down and sate his own throbbing need. He knew he must be close, but he was running out of options. There was only one left to him that he could think of, but by now he was determined to force Lavi into doing what he wanted him to.
With that thought in mind he slowly shifted the hand on his balls downward, until one finger was tantalizingly circling his own entrance. Not moving to push it in just yet, he played with it for a moment, groaning lightly at how his finger tickled the puckered muscle, waiting to see if this got a response from Lavi.
Lavi swallowed a strangled gasp when he saw what his lover intended to do and he knew it would be all over for him if he actually went through with it.
Even though he had hoped he wouldn't actually have to do it, he wasn't about to back down now. Forcing himself to relax as much as possible, Kanda waited until he was ready before slowly, deliberately pushing his finger inside himself, grunting as his muscles sucked his finger in deeper, a small moan escaping him as he widened his legs for better access, his other hand still wrapped tight around his cock and pumping the quivering member as rhythmically as it can.
Wondering if he could just stroke his shaft a few times to keep himself from going crazy, Lavi realized if he even moved the wrong way he would probably come, and the whole point of this was to have Yu get himself off, and then come himself with his lover’s mouth around his cock. Granted, he wouldn’t get it in exactly the way he wanted, but if he wanted to have some semblance of control, he would have to move quickly.
Practically lurching forward, Lavi crawled over Yu, shifting to hover over his chest. “You’re too much of a damned tease…” He whispered huskily, yanking the hair tie out of the mass of dark hair at his knees, fisting one hand in those silky locks, thrusting his hips forward and guiding his cock down Yu’s throat before he was able to do anything to prevent it.
A shocked gasp at the sensation of his hair being yanked on just managed to escape him before he found his throat constricted with Lavi's cock. Snapping his eyes open wide, he stared at Lavi, trying to figure out when the redhead got on top of him and how he got his cock down his throat without Kanda realizing it. But those curiosities were slipping rapidly from his mind as his body focused on just one thing - being under him, held down, his lover's cock forcibly shoved down his throat. It was bliss... Bliss he never would have thought existed, but bliss none the less.
A low, husky moan escaped his throat at the feeling of Yu’s warm mouth tight around his cock. It was almost enough to make him come right there, but he held it back just enough to rock against the mouth hot around him. This wouldn’t take long, thankfully; maybe then he could enjoy watching his lover pleasure himself. Thrusting forward again, Lavi groaned deep in his throat, moving slowly, rhythmically, feeling his orgasm building quickly in his stomach.
Kanda knew that his lover wasn't going to last long, and as such, he wanted to be finished as well, hopefully so the redhead couldn't watch him any longer. He didn't suck on the cock pressed between his lips, rather, he just let Lavi do all the work as he took to pumping himself with much more vigor, only a few short feet from the edge when he puts all his effort into it.
Feeling his lover’s arm moving much more quickly and his tongue not moving at all, Lavi jerked up with the hand twisted in the dark hair beneath him, “No. Put both your hands up here where I can see them.” He ordered, breathless from the effort of holding back his own orgasm. He was annoyed enough that Yu’s teasing had brought him to this; he wasn’t about to let the other man finish without being watched. That was the whole point of this, and damn it, Lavi would get his way.
Growling, Kanda bit down on the cock between his lips, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to be painful - he didn't want to move his hand, dammit! He liked it right where it was! So, in a show of half obedience, he flopped his free hand up by his head, but he knew it he could just get a few more strokes in with the other...
“No! I said both your hands, dammit!” Lavi snarled, reaching behind him and moving Yu’s other hand manually. He jerked up with his hand that was still curled in his lover’s hair, choking him slightly in a show of dominance. “You come before I want you to, and you do this all over again.” His tone was demanding without even trying; he could admit he was a voyeur, and he did /not/ want to miss out on this… even if he was a bit distracted by his own needs.
The dominance in Lavi's voice took Kanda way off guard, but damn if it didn't send him teetering right on the edge. He could feel the pressure inside him, made a million times worse by what his lover just did. Kanda wanted release now, bad, and he didn't care what Lavi did to him after he got it - he needed it. The tone in Lavi's voice made him need it. Even though he didn't realize it, his eyes were full of lust. But, that wasn't the only thing showing in those dark, reflective orbs. There was only a touch, as even subconsciously he refused to let himself show it, but there was submission in his eyes too. So, watching Lavi for a reaction even as he moves, Kanda quickly placed both his feet on the bed, thrusting up hard.
The friction wasn't much at all, but it was enough. The second his rock hard cock slid against Lavi's back Kanda arched hard and convulsed, his semen spurting out of the end of his cock in copious, thick globs. He moaned too, low and deep, and even though it was partially muffled by the cock currently filling his mouth, it was still audible. Sinking back onto the bed, he let his eyes close, so lethargic now, leaving both his hands where Lavi wanted them.
So... maybe it was a really bad idea and he was waiting for Lavi's wrath to come down upon him, but then again... Maybe that was what he really wanted in the first place.
Fuck. He should have known Yu would find a way to get what he wanted while still obeying Lavi. But still, knowing he had made his lover so needy and desperate he had to do something like that made it a little better. But it wasn’t quite good enough. Growling, Lavi swung himself off of the other man, scowling. “You just don’t know how to listen, do you?” He hissed, reaching out and pulling a bit harder than he normally would have on the ends of Yu’s hair. “Open your eyes.” Lavi ordered, his voice low and menacing. He would have been proud of himself for sounding so authoritative if he was paying attention to that at the moment.
The pain that shot through his scalp that time was real and his eyes snapped open, flaring briefly with anger before remembering who he was with. Upon remembering that, though, the hair pulling was much more okay. Stretching his neck to relieve some of the pressure nonetheless, Kanda slowly opened his eyes, watching Lavi now, the look in them guarded, “... What?”
“I meant it. You’ll be repeating this later.” Tugging sharply once more before dropping the handful of hair he held, Lavi slid off the bed, circling his lover with a frown. He wanted to get on with the plan, but he needed something to do to punish Yu… but what? Out of all the things he had planned, he was sure his companion would think that was punishment enough, but he had already planned for those things. He needed something different… maybe if he actually did spank him he’d listen?
Wrinkling his nose, Lavi quickly discarded that thought; it had to be something he enjoyed and that was definitely not one of those things. He sighed, studying his lover in an appraising manner; what could he do? Looking around the room for some sort of clue, he noticed the beeswax candles Bookman kept on the shelf for reading at night. Grinning, he turn back to his lover and all but pounced on him, reaching for his scarf.
Shocked but unrepentant, Kanda pushed at Lavi hard, trying to throw the other man off him. He didn't know what Lavi had planned, but already his body was in needy anticipation for it and if disobeying would secretly bring him pleasure... it fit so perfectly into who he was that Lavi would never need to know that he was doing it purposefully to get punished, rather than to try to stop him from doing so.
And... here be the other parts.
... Wear What? Part Two
...Wear What?? Part Three
... Wear What? Part Four