Lavi/Kanda 2 (Part Four)
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.
Groaning again, Lavi forced himself to sit still, watching the raven haired Exorcist carefully through lust-filled eyes, wanting so badly to have Yu beneath him again.
He could be a polite, well-meaning geisha if that was what Lavi really wanted. He could be gentle and demure. And he was going to be, he was going to be until it made Lavi scream with want. So he kept going slowly, bringing his hands around to gently push his shirt off his shoulders and let it pool at his elbows, but he still didn't take it all the way off yet - it wasn't time, he wanted Lavi to squirm.
Lavi could barely bite back the whine in his throat; Yu was moving so slowly he wanted to die. Not literally, of course, because that would mean the entire night was pointless, but figuratively. He felt like he was going to explode and he could barely breathe. "Yu..." his voice was breathless, full of lust and want, only whining slightly as he said it.
His voice was quiet, gentle, even, as he gently stroked Lavi's thighs through his pants, “I'm doing as you asked, /sir./” The cadence on the last word was a bit sharper, slightly biting, but overall, still sounded so perfect with the rest of the words he spoke - he knew Lavi would find the contrast delicious.
Yu sounded so gentle, so demure, so fucking /submissive/, and the almost biting tone on 'sir' had an edge to it all. It was too perfect. Lavi groaned again, louder this time, his hands clenched in the sheets again, the temptation of ripping off his clothes and Yu's kimono was too great to risk anything else.
The smirk on his lips wouldn't go away even if he had wanted it to - not that he did. He could see Lavi's knuckles turning white as the man whimpered, and that gave him a sense of delicious victory - Lavi still hadn't won the war. Repositioning himself, Kanda pushed Lavi forward and then twined his body around the other exorcist, kneeling behind Lavi with his arms wrapped around the man's waist, fiddling absently with the last button holding his shirt together.
"...you're going to make me lose control if you keep teasing like that..." Lavi barely spoke, his eye closed, trying to focus and was losing slowly. He needed more than this, but he refused to give in, refused to show his lover he was weak.
Again, he was graced by the same words, this time even softer and more submissive, “... I'm only doing what you asked, sir...” And he was, he was just doing it very, very slowly, the warm, moist breath of his words tickling Lavi's ear as they escaped, his fingers still toying with that last, lonely little button...
Lavi desperately didn't want to ruin the mood by determining Yu's pace, but if he didn't move faster, he would snap. "...please...", was all he said, his voice so quiet, it was barely a whisper.
This time, it was the wet warmth of a tongue that assaulted the rim of Lavi's ear with every word spoken, “Please what?” One hand had moved down now, and was one again stroking those still clothed thighs. Kanda could feel Lavi tremble in his hold and it was delicious, holding this kind of power. Right now, at this very moment, he had forgotten that he had wanted to be submissive tonight.
He knew Yu was doing this on purpose, that it was his goal to make Lavi give in. But he wouldn't; Yu may be stubborn, but Lavi was too, and he wasn't about to lose this. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes again, he forced his breathing to be steady. Maybe if he didn't give his lover the reactions he wanted, he would hurry up.
“Hm...” he was thrilled with this, no matter what Lavi did with his breathing, or his responses, he could still feel the other man trembling in his arms, and that was all he needed. “I can't help you, sir,” he continued on, voice soft, lilting, musical, almost, “if you don't tell me what you want.” Finally, with a singular flick of his thumb, he undid that last button on the redhead's shirt, but didn't yet move to take the garment off, choosing instead to run his nails up that sensitive, pale flesh again, marking his chest with deep red furrows. He liked that - they marked Lavi as his.
"Stop... calling me that." It felt weird, hearing Yu call him by such a title. He preferred hearing his name on the other man's lips. But that was all he would say. He may be shaking like a leaf, but he wouldn't give in.
That made him smirk - it seemed Lavi didn't want him to act completely as a geisha, “You should really make up your mind... as to what you want. You can't have everything both ways...” Leaning in, he nipped at Lavi's ear now, sharp and quick, finally, slowly, pulling the shirt from the other's arms.
"Geisha... used the names of their patrons... if that is what the patron wanted." Lavi couldn't keep his mouth shut, but it was a distraction. As long as he wasn't telling Yu to move faster, it was alright.
He smirked now - Lavi might usually win the word games, but he had managed to trap Bookman Junior in this one, “Then what else do you want...” he bit at his earlobe this time, tugging hard and pulling his tongue up the rim before speaking, “Lavi...?”
A tremor shook him despite himself and Lavi nearly scoffed aloud at the action. Damn his oversensitive ears. "I just... want you to finish..." he said. Good... there was no dictation of pace, just a simple explanation. If Yu would /just stop talking/ so he could focus...
“Hm...” the sound was low, drawn out, rich... “I can... do that.” Now that Kanda had freed Lavi from his shirt, he shifted, moving back in front of the panting exorcist, smirking as he takes him in, “You look... to be in need of... something...” He tilted his head to the side now, letting his smirk grow just a bit wider, “Is there something I can get you before I finish...?”
"No..." Lavi stopped, swallowing hard, taking a breath before he continued, offering a smile as he spoke again, "I don't need anything else right now." Please,please,please,please,please, he chanted. He wouldn't say the word aloud again, but it helped to say it in his head.
A small nod Kanda's response as he pressed his hands back to Lavi's chest, tweaking his nipples between deft fingers as he leaned in, his tongue caressing the strong column of his lover's neck, slow, in time with the movements of his fingers. Kanda really, really wanted to drive Lavi crazy.
A soft sigh escaped Lavi's lips as he leaned back against Yu, letting him do what he wanted for now. It would only take a few more minutes before he was in control again... he could last that long, right? Even with the waves of pleasure his lover was sending through his body with each touch and caress of his tongue...
Ever so slowly, Kanda's hands made their way down Lavi's chest, rubbing and scratching and massaging in equal measure, his tongue flicking out against one of the redhead's pulse points for a moment before beginning to suck hard, his teeth coming into the mix every once in a while as well - he could feel Lavi's body trembling under him and he loved it.
This wasn't how this was supposed to be... /Lavi/ was supposed to be the one in control... He was, he guessed; Yu was still doing what he was told, even though he was teasing and moving too slowly. Things would change soon, Lavi kept telling himself. He clung to that thought, tightening his grip on the sheets.
Kanda knew exactly where all of Lavi's sensitive spots were... and his hands were getting really, really close to one of them. A smirk gracing his lips as he kept sucking and nipping at that pulse point, his hands finally, slowly crested the rise of his lover's hips, fingers lightly dragging along the skin there as he did - this always got to Lavi, no matter what.
Lavi felt the muscles in his hips twitch, and a moan tore from his lips in spite of his desperate attempts to stay quiet; Yu knew his body too well, knew exactly where and how to touch to drive him crazy and make his entire body throb. He was too good, too good... Lavi needed him, needed something, or he would lose control...
What he really wanted was for Lavi to order him to speed up... the moan was great, but he really wanted that victory, and there was one more spot he could use to get it. Leaving one hand to caress and dig lightly at that all too sensitive skin cresting Lavi's hip, he brought the other up, both his face and his free hand coming up to start working against Lavi's. He started slow, first with a few light kisses up his neck, across his jaw... his free fingers started from the top, burying themselves in Lavi's hair and then starting to stroke downward, both fingers and lips headed for the same dangerous spot.
Feeling his breath catch in his throat, his head tilting to the opposite side, giving Yu more space... but he knew that wasn't a good thing. He knew where he was sensitive just as much as his lover did, and with both his most sensitive spots being stimulated at the same time, he knew he wouldn't last long. Biting his lip, Lavi closed his eye, waiting, trying to be prepared, knowing what was coming next.
He felt Lavi's body tense slightly, and the smirk on his face grew - his lover knew what he was doing, and that was what he wanted. Tantalizingly slow, he kept kissing upward as he fingers slid down across Lavi's forehead, inching closer and closer to the black cloth that edged the most sensitive spot on Lavi's body.
His mouth reached it at the same time his fingers did - he would never remove the eye-patch, that was an unspoken agreement between the two of them that he been in place for years, but the skin around it was fair game and Kanda planned to deliver his most cunning play yet.
Lavi was squirming and he knew it, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop. His breathing was no longer deep and even, but rather quick and shallow. He wanted to keep his body still, but damn him if that was going to happen with Yu being such a tease. Another moan, louder this time, was ripped from Lavi's throat, his head tilted back, hands shaking with the force of his grip on the sheets,melting into his lover helplessly.
His smirk grew, but that was the only outward response Kanda had to the change in his idiot lover. He began, like he has been with everything else, slowly - using the nail on just one finger, he traced the shape of that patch, his finger just skimming along the soft, pliable flesh as his other hand did the same, following the curve of Lavi's hipbone at the same, heartrendingly slow pace.
"Yu..." Again, his voice was barely more than a whisper. He was ready to strip himself the rest of the way, his body too needy to wait anymore. "F-faster..." the word was out of his mouth before he realized it, but his mind was too far gone for him to care much anymore. He would rather order a change of pace than ruin it entirely.
The smirk could be heard in his voice now - he had gotten what he wanted, “Faster...? Of course...” He would obey, but he wasn't done teasing just yet. He decided to take Lavi at his word literally and so he sped up the movement of his hands, letting his tongue come in to play after just a moment, the edge just poking up under the edge of the black fabric to get at the even more sensitive skin inside.
"Yuuuu..." His voice was a helpless, needy whine now, his legs rubbing together slightly, hips wriggling. "N-not like that..." His breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, all but writhing against his lover.
“Hm,” the sound was smooth, almost offbeat, as though the smaller exorcist wasn't really listening. For another antagonizing minute he kept doing what he was, but he knew that if he didn't stop soon he wasn't going to get the domination he really wanted tonight. So, with his own self-interest in mind, he carefully slipped both his hands back down to the waistband of his lover's pants, noting with satisfaction how hard he was straining against the fabric, “What... do you want... me to do, then...?” His tongue still managing to caress the skin Lavi's eye between every word, Kanda waited to see what reaction he was going to get from the man in front of him.
"F-finish- ...what I told you!" His tone was much more desperate than it was demanding, much to his chagrin, but Yu's hands were there, they were /so close/ and he thought he would scream if the other man didn't move and move soon.
He won. Regardless of what happened the rest of the night, he just won. So now he was more than willing to do what his lover wanted. Pulling back slowly, the smirk on his face extremely evident, Kanda curled those slender, devious fingers around the edge of Lavi's waistband, slowly tugging the tight white pants away from those beautiful hips, down slowly... so slowly... until finally...
Lavi's eyes flew open and he gasped loudly once his cock was freed from the restraint of his pants. It was like breathing the first breath of air after nearly drowning; he suddenly had his control back, as the maddening arousal flowing through him was lessened somewhat. Letting his eyes close halfway, Lavi breathed deeply, watching Yu carefully, the lust and domination in his eye back with a vengeance.
He noticed the second that look was back in his lovers eye, and he relished it. That was what he wanted tonight, and now that he won he wasn't afraid to admit it to himself anymore. He was going to get it, dammit. Finally, with a small flourish, he drew the pants from Lavi's pale white thighs, then past those gorgeous calves, and finally, off his redhead all together and onto the floor, “There... Better...?”
"Yes." His voice was smooth and deep now, almost menacing in its clarity. Reaching up, Lavi tugged Yu's arms forward, pulling him off balance and into his lap. Grinning, fingers tracing the thighs at either side of his waist, Lavi brought his gaze to his lover's dark eyes. "You're a tease..." He said simply, tracing nonsensical patterns over the skin of Yu's lower thighs near his knee.
He felt his arms move of their own accord, wrapping themselves around the strong back in front of him as he spoke, “What of it...?”
Lavi just shrugged, a smirk settling over his features. "You're acting more like a whore than a geisha... why is that?" Lavi knew why that was; his lover was just as needy as he was, that much was obvious.
He refused to rise to any more of the bait that Lavi could throw at him, instead just choosing to let a small smirk grace his lips, “It's what you wanted.”
Grinning, Lavi stroked his fingers up until they were against the hem of the kimono, "And what is it you want?"
He was better than Lavi at controlling his body. Always was, always would be. So the answer, when it came, was with the same tone he might use while playing croquet, “To be finished.”… Not that Kanda ever played croquet, of course.
"Finished with what?" Lavi knew Kanda had better control over his sexual urges, but it didn't mean he couldn't admit to them. Still stroking the pale thighs resting across his waist, Lavi leaned back against the headboard, waiting for the response he wanted.
A shrug followed his next response, follow up, line the mallet up just right and this shot should be easy, “For this twenty four hours to be over.”
"Is that all you want?" Glancing up from his fingers, Lavi looked into Yu's eyes again, easily able to identify the lust in them. This would be an interesting game...
Ah, and the clown thought he'd try to distract him just as he went for the point - of course, it was typical for that particular clown. He still couldn't figure out why the idiot dressed as a rabbit, “Pretty much, yeah.”
"So, you don't want me to take this off you?" Lavi quipped, fingers stroking over the fabric, now.
Okay, well, he did want that. The damn rabbit managed to snag this point, “... Isn't that up to you?”
"That's not the point. I asked you what you wanted." Grinning still, Lavi slid his arms around Yu's waist, fingers toying with the tie of the obi, teasing.
He sighed, his legs spreading a little wider so he could be in a more comfortable position, “Then yes. I want it off.” He was willing to admit to his wants and needs now, because, after all, he won earlier, so...
Lavi smirked as he slowly tugged at the end of the obi. "Well, is that all? Just for your 24 hours to be over and for this to be off?" The obi was already half untied by the time he finished speaking, and he stopped untying as he waited for the response.
He was at a crossroads now, there were actually two different ways he could answer this one, and he was grappling with which one to choose. Go his usual, stoic route, or shock the hell out of Lavi and give him the real answer... this would be his most important shot... how was he going to take it...?
The decision, when it came, was quiet, furtive, but forceful, “No. I want you to fuck me, too...”
Those words, that admittance, was so delicious to Lavi's ears, his smirk widened. "Oh?" Lifting his hands again, he quickly finished untying the obi, slowly pulling the silk fabric off. The two sides of the kimono parted further, exposing Yu's chest. Lavi let the obi flutter to the ground, his teeth flashing as he grinned in approval of the sight before him.
His body was still relaxed, skin still it's usual pale, pale peach, the only tinge of red being the one that surrounded his straining cock. A roll of his shoulders signaled yet another shrug, “I wouldn't have said it if it wasn't true.”
Instead of pulling the kimono off, Lavi ran his hands up Yu's back, pulling the hair sticks out slowly, letting the dark curtain of the Japanese man's hair fall around his shoulders, "I guess not." Tangling his fingers in the dark locks resting over his knuckles, Lavi leaned forward, kissing Yu deeply as he did.
Kanda let his lips part the second Lavi's crashed into them. He /wanted/ to be the bottom now, he wanted to be trapped under the weight of the other exorcist, wanted his body to be taken and owned and marked as Lavi's. It turned him on, and maybe he couldn't explain why, but he knew he wanted it nonetheless. Maybe it stemmed the trust he felt for the redhead, or maybe his body really was just kinkier than his mind, but it didn't really matter right now. Right now, he just wanted it, and he wanted it badly.
Lavi pulled back on the dark hair wrapped around his fingers, pulling Yu's head back with it to expose the other man's pale neck. Tracing his tongue and lips down his lover's jaw, Lavi began biting and sucking at the tender flesh of his neck. He was still tense from anticipation, but he was working at his own pace now; it wouldn't take much longer to have Yu beneath him.
He felt a moan start to bubble up in his throat, catching right where Lavi's mouth was working very insistently. He left his head where Lavi put it, right now loving the feeling of how exposed his throat was... maybe something is wrong with him, but right now he didn't care; it just felt really, really good. Keeping his hands tangled against Lavi's back, Kanda pulled himself forward, wanting to be closer to his redheaded idiot.
After a few more minutes of worrying at Yu's neck, Lavi unwound his fingers from the other man's hair, sliding his hands up and over his shoulders and down his chest, his hand resting on either side of the open kimono. "Is this what you wanted?" Lavi whispered, his breath playing across the sensitive skin at Yu's collarbone as his hand began to slowly push the fabric off the slender shoulders they had rested on.
His fingers started to clench a bit harder at Lavi's naked back, pressing his hips deep into Lavi's as he moaned out, “Yes...”
Once the kimono was pushed far enough off Yu's shoulders, it fell to pool at his elbows. Lavi smirked, pulling back to study his lover with half-closed eyes. "You look good like this..." He said before leaning down to trace his tongue over Yu's chest, his lips closing around a nipple tightly.
For some reason, that made him groan; it was a short, sharp sound, but it was there. His hands jerked up Lavi's back now, wrapping themselves in his hair, gripping it tightly as he pressed Lavi against him harder - he wanted this so bad, he was so glad it was finally here...
Lavi chuckled against Yu's chest; it seemed he'd been undone by all this, the other man's calm demeanor now lost to the arousal Lavi could feel between them. Reaching up with his hands again, Lavi rested them on Yu's shoulders and slowly trailed them down until they met with the fabric again, guiding the silk along pale arms until they reached the wrists and the hands still buried in his hair.
He loved the feeling of Lavi's hair between his fingers, but more than that he hated the feeling of the stupid kimono. And since it would only be a second before those gorgeous, rough red strands were wrapped around his fingers again, he pulled his hands back, allowing Lavi to finish disrobing him.
Lavi pushed the silk off his lover's body entirely, letting it fall to the bed. This was better; nothing was between them, everything felt perfect. Resting his hands on the small of Yu's back and holding him there, Lavi turned abruptly, moving so the other man was on his back and Lavi was above him. Smirking, Lavi shifted again, propping himself up; this was much better.
Yeah... this was much better. The breath caught in his throat as he looked up at his lover, grabbing Lavi's hair and pulling down, wanting another kiss. This was what he had wanted... what he needed, and finally the idiot was going to do it...
Lavi leaned down, crushing his lips to Yu's, groping around for the scarf he used to tie Yu's hands. He remembered how much the other man had liked being tied up, and Lavi was happy to oblige.
He had to put up a token struggle - he was Kanda, after all. So he tried, halfheartedly, to keep his hands out of Lavi's grip, but when he felt those slick, slim fingers catch his wrists anyway, it was pure bliss. He didn't try to stop the moan that bubbled out of his throat as the smooth length of cloth passed around his wrists either, this was what he /wanted./
Lavi didn't even have to lift his head to catch Yu's wrists and tie them to the bed post. At hearing Yu's delicious moan, Lavi smirked; this was good, this was better than good. This was exactly what he wanted, it was perfect. But his body was growing tired of foreplay; it wanted more, and it wanted it now. "Yu..." Lavi groaned breathlessly, shifting to reach in his drawer for the lube he knew was there.
The swordsman had his eyes closed - he didn't need to see Lavi to know what he was doing, and he nodded his consent almost immediately, “Hurry up, dammit...” He shifted, pressing his hips hard into Lavi's, rubbing their cocks together best he can, really wanting some stimulation.
Chuckling, Lavi pulled back briefly, snapping the bottle open and coating his fingers in the slick liquid before bringing his hand down and coating his cock with it, his lips and teeth worrying at Yu's neck and shoulder. Once his own erection was coated with the lube, he wrapped his fingers around both his and Yu's length, stroking them both with the same hand, grunting and thrusting his hips forward, loving the feeling of his flesh against his lover's.
Another groan tore its way from his throat - he wanted so badly to wrap his hands in Lavi's hair, or to scrape his nails down that strong back... But he wanted this too. He wanted this more, but he wished, in the illogical part of his brain, that there was a way to have both. He wanted to touch his lover while they met, but he didn't want to give up the delicious sensation of that scarf, so he settled for thrusting up to meet Lavi at the hips instead, that feeling damned good as well.
This stimulation was good, but it wasn’t quite enough. Lavi wanted to be buried in his lover the way he was a few nights ago, wanted to make the other man moan his name and buck up against him again. Finally letting both hands drop to the bed, Lavi shifted, breathing hard, pushing Yu’s thighs farther apart.
/Finally!/ His damn lover took too long sometimes. Lavi didn't really even have to push at his thighs, he spread his legs for the gorgeous redhead settled between them as soon as he realized that's what he wanted. Straining at the ties on his wrist, Kanda tried to get his hips up higher, encouraging Lavi to go ahead and, “Just fucking do it already!”
Not forgetting the slow torture Yu had put him through just minutes before, Lavi smirked and rested his hands over the other man’s hip bones, pinning him to the mattress. “Why such a hurry?” He asked, tipping his hips forward so that his cock just brushed against Yu’s entrance teasingly, the smirk on his face only growing at the frustrated, needy sounds coming from beneath him.
All he could do was groan, tilting his head to the side as he strained against the hold Lavi's hand had on him. This felt so good, it felt so right, it felt so amazing, but at the same damn time it was so fucking frustrating. He wanted Lavi in him NOW, not later, and his body made sure that he was well aware of that fact.
“Tell me… what you want…” Lavi whispered against Yu’s collarbone, his lips moving against the tender flesh there as they moved to speak. Lavi’s hands were still pressing the other man down into the bed, his cock pressed against the tight ring of muscle, but refused to push in.
Normally, he would have told Lavi he wanted him to get off him and leave him the fuck alone. Normally, he would have then headbutted Lavi for further clarification of that fact, and then kneed him hard in the groin just to make sure it all sunk in. But now... now was not normally, and Kanda knew that. “Fuck me...” he groaned out, tilting his head back further so Lavi had more room, “I want you to fuck me...”
Lavi groaned when he heard those words; never before had Yu ever said anything like that, and Lavi counted himself incredibly lucky to be hearing it now. He didn’t think his luck would last much longer, so, leaning up to kiss his lover, Lavi slowly pressed forward into him. He hoped it didn’t hurt the other man too much; this was only his second time being in this position, and Lavi could remember how sore his first few times made him. Not that the pleasure didn’t make up for it, but still, he didn’t want to hurt his lover.
Kanda could deal with pain. He'd been able to for a long time, and this certainly wasn't any different. Honestly, compared to some of the pain he's felt, this was nothing. So, while it stung as Lavi pushed himself inside Kanda, the Japanese man didn't care - he wanted it, dammit, and now he was finally getting it. Arching his body back, Kanda groaned, trying to push himself down onto Lavi's cock and rub himself against that strong chest at the same time; he wanted to touch his lover, stroke his body as his lover stroked him. So right now, not having his hands was torture, but that in itself felt good too. His whole body was on fire and he sincerely, sincerely hoped it would never go out.
Yu felt so good, so tight around him… it was almost enough to get him to come right off. But he didn’t want that, so he moved slowly, sinking into the other man inch by inch, biting his lip against the intense pleasure. Once he was fully seated in his lover, he let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding; ‘ok, I’ve gotten this far, just… don’t come yet.’ He thought, not moving once he’d pushed himself in all the way.
Fuck not moving. Kanda wanted friction, and he wanted it now! A low, keening whimper was dragged from his throat as Lavi moved into him, through his tight heat, and sweat was coating him now. He wanted thrusts, he wanted disorienting, mindboggling, breathtaking, panting, groaning, moaning, violently beautiful sex. That's what he wanted. And Lavi holding still was not giving it to him.
Lavi grinned apologetically at the whine his lack of movement dragged from Yu’s lips. “Calm down, Yu. I… have to get used to you… or this will be over before it started.” Lavi flushed slightly as he spoke and wondered if the other man ever had a similar problem. Probably not, he concluded, since their sex was never slow or drawn-out. But still… letting out a sigh, Lavi sensed it was safe to move now, and he did so, tentatively. He pulled himself half way out slowly, then thrust forward faster, trying to get a feel for this, wanting to be able to pace himself so he didn’t come within the first five minutes.
Torture. That's what it was: torture. Forget the stupid kimono, or the fact he was dragged through the halls in it for people to see. Forget losing the bet even though he'd gotten his cock all the way down his throat - that was all inconsequential now, all paltry bits and pieces. This... this was killing him. He wanted to scream, he wanted to hit something, but then... he wanted to beg, too. And eventually, that's the option he settled on, “L-Lavi... more, more...” The words were raw, ragged around the edges and heavy with dominance and submission all at the same time - he wanted this, he wanted this /so bad./
Hearing Yu’s voice like that was almost enough to send Lavi off the edge again. Taking a deep breath, Lavi simply groaned and stayed still. For a whole minute, he didn’t move, making his body calm down enough to let him move like he wanted to without having to stop every few seconds to hold off his orgasm. Once he got to that point, he let out a breath and gripped Yu’s hips again, starting to roll his own hips forward and back, setting a pace for himself that wouldn’t push him over the edge in minutes.
NO! That wasn't good enough, it wasn't even close to good enough at all! Kanda almost choked on his need when Lavi actually stopped - what the hell was he doing!? Suddenly, he felt tears tracking their way slowly down his cheeks, he was actually /that/ frustrated and needy. Twisting his body desperately under Lavi's, he tried to get something, anything, anything more than what he already had, and when the idiot finally started to thrust again, it did make him scream, a sharp, cutting sound that slashed through Lavi just like Mugen would have.
Oh, God, why did Yu have to be so fucking hot when he was being fucked? Lavi bit his lip and grunted softly. He pulled the other man’s hips forward more, allowing him to push in a little deeper. This was so good, so fucking tight, he wondered why Yu didn’t want this more often. Lavi wasn’t paying enough attention and rocked forward sharply, his hips angled up just so…
When it hit, it sent stars bursting across his vision, blinding him, and finally that beautiful violence was beginning, “L-LAVI!” His whole body was slammed with the sensation, causing him to throw himself up against the body on top of him with all this strength, wanting that again, wanting it so bad. He had jerked on his hands so badly that he couldn't feel his fingers any longer, but that didn't matter - he could feel everything else.
As soon as he’d hit the sensitive spot in his lover’s body, Lavi knew it. And it wasn’t only the violent scream that erupted from Yu’s lips that told him, but the way his body clenched /so tight/… Lavi could scarcely move, Yu was so tight around him, and it was perfect. He could feel the muscles twitching and clenching around him and it was doing amazing things to his cock. He wanted that again. Slowly, as though he was going to pull out, Lavi leaned back, breathing heavily, knowing what he had to do to make that happen again.
The sudden lack of contact made him feel like someone had physically ripped out his heart, but no matter how lost in it he was, he still knew for damn sure that he wasn't having sex with Tyki. So he was going to get the feeling back, no matter what it took. Wrapping his legs tight around Lavi's back, Kanda yanked forward, doing anything he could to get his lover farther inside him, to get his lover /there/ again.
Lavi gasped at the feeling of Yu moving against him like that; that was the opposite of what he wanted. It felt good, no doubt, but the goal was to hit his lover’s prostate as often as he could, and this wasn’t the ideal position to do so. “Yu… wait a minute…” Lavi said, breathlessly, pulling back again. “I’m not gonna stop, just trust me.”
His voice was angry and broken as he spoke, unable to control his tone or the way he couldn't complete a full sentence without stopping to breath at least twice, “Then why the hell are you stopping?!”
“I’m not, just trust me.” Lavi said again, pulling Yu’s legs off his hips, pulling back again. He let his fingers run along the length of the Japanese man’s thighs before Lavi pushed his palm under Yu’s left knee, his other hand resting on a pale thigh. Lifting Yu’s left leg up, Lavi tilted his head slightly and leaned forward, resting his knee over his shoulder. This would make it much easier, he knew. Rolling his hips forward sharply, Lavi began a much faster, harder pace than before, unable to deny his body anymore.
He... he thought it was good before, but now... now he couldn't even think. He was pretty sure the sounds flying out of his mouth were a mixture of curse words, gasps, and his lover's name, and for right now, he was actually okay with that. Kanda's whole body was writhing under Lavi's, skin slicked in sweat and, in parts at least, precome. He couldn't hold still, couldn't do anything but push back against Lavi and scream out that same violently sharp scream every time his redhead hit that all important spot inside him. This was what he had wanted, and finally, he was getting it. Finally, it was his, and he couldn't ask for any more.
Lavi knew neither of them would last much longer, although for once, he didn’t care. He was so far gone he could barely hear anything, even Yu’s moaning in his ear. In the back of his mind, he thought it was dangerous for him, he shouldn’t let his guard down so far. But another part, the more rational part, simply shrugged. He’s with Yu. Nothing bad can happen when he’s with Yu, so it doesn’t matter if he loses control with the other Exorcist. He loved him; it was okay.
The majority of Lavi’s mind was too hazy with sex to realize the implications of what those thoughts meant; Yu was too tight, to hot, too perfect- leaning down and pressing his lips to Yu’s, Lavi kissed him hard, passionately, soulfully, even. This was all he wanted.
He was only centimeters away... if Lavi would just touch his cock, if Lavi would just wrap his hand around it he would - the shocked gasp that burbled up out of his throat was swallowed by his lover as he found their lips pressed together, hot and tight and wet, just like the other place they were joined. Perfect... that's what it was, perfect. He loved this... he loved this, and the person he was doing it with, and right now... he could admit that, too.
Lavi stopped moving again, focusing all his energy into kissing the beautiful man beneath him. His fingers traced patterns over Yu’s skin, across his chest and up his arms until they came to his wrists. Quickly, still kissing his bound lover, Lavi began to untie his hand, knowing his lover would only stay still for so long.
His hands, from the wrist up, were a throbbing purple color, and while the appendages themselves appreciated the freedom of circulation being untied gave them, Kanda himself did not. A groan of displeasure escaped him as Lavi freed him, flowing down the other exorcist's throat as Kanda bit that tender, sweet lower lip to show that displeasure even further.
Lavi knew he was going to come soon; he also knew Yu wasn’t far behind. He definitely did not want to finish with the other man’s hands still tied up; he wasn’t sure if he would have the presence of mind to untie them later. So he cast his scarf to the side and slid his hands under Yu’s back, lifting his shoulders slightly, pulling back to rest his forehead on his lover’s briefly, taking a deep breath before rolling over carefully, not wanting to pull out.
That... that was NOT what he had expected, but, but... “Fuck!” The word was harsh, violent, and beautiful; just like everything else had been. Being on top drove Lavi so much farther inside him that he didn't know how long he could handle it for, and even sitting still like this was driving him crazy. Trying to ground himself with a hand on either side of his lover's head, Kanda looked down into that singular green eye, watching it, waiting for a signal of his next move.
Lavi had to take a moment to breathe before he could move; this was different, it carried a different feeling altogether and he could tell he was buried much, much deeper in his lover than he had been before. "Y-yu..." He breathed, his fingers gripping the other man's hips tighter. The word didn't mean anything, he simply needed to put a voice to the pleasure coursing through him.
Yeah... now was definitely different. Whereas Lavi had been hitting that pleasure spot inside him with every thrust, now it felt like his lover was pressed against that delicious area permanently, and he could barely stand the snaps of pleasure it was sending through him. Leaning down, he buried his face in Lavi's neck, fingers sliding down to grip the other man's shoulders with a whispered half order, half beg, “Finish me...”
Lavi shuddered at that, one hand sliding inward to wrap around Yu's length, beginning to stroke as he started to thrust up into the tight heat around him. It was hard to keep a set pace, so Lavi didn't bother, thrusting up into his lover frantically, barely breathing as he moved, knowing his orgasm was going to crash over him at any moment.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think, couldn't swallow, couldn't even fucking remember where he was at this moment in time. All he knew what the Lavi was under him and in him and around him and that his body would only last a few seconds longer under this intense, blinding pleasure. He felt detached from himself, as if his mind couldn't actually understand what was going on, and in some ways, it couldn't. It wasn't often that Kanda Yu had known pleasure, but this was most definitely one of those time.
Lavi felt his lips moving, he knew he was speaking, but he didn't know what he was saying. A mix of curses, moans and whimpers, and his lover's name, he imagined. He felt the waves of pleasure swirling from the top of his head down his body, building far past what he thought was his breaking point. He was so far gone, he didn't see his own orgasm coming, so when it finally arrived, he was caught completely off guard.
Half screaming, Lavi thrust up harder than he had before, staying there, not pulling himself back down, simply keeping himself buried as his cock twitched and his release washed over him. His hand twitched and tightened on Yu's cock, his mind too far gone in that moment to remember to keep his hand moving.
The added friction from that beautiful pale hand would have been nice, but it wasn't needed. All it took was the sudden sensation of Lavi giving into his need inside of him and Kanda was gone too, biting deep into the flesh of his lover's neck as he came all over both their stomachs, gasping out the four sounds that made up that all too amazing name and meant so much to him, even if he would never refer to it as more than 'something like love.' It was still his, and right now, he couldn't have been happier.
When Lavi gained control of his thoughts again, he wondered when his body had sunk down against the mattress. He cracked an eye open to see Yu's dark hair pooled on his chest, his lover breathing deeply. At some point during the past few minutes, Lavi's arms had slid around Yu's back, holding the other man's body against his own as they both basked in the afterglow.
He was comfortable like this. Maybe even... happy. Content was a proper word, to be sure. Lavi was warm beneath him, but not too hot, and his skin was so soft... Sure, between their stomachs was a bit sticky, but it didn't really bother him. He liked it here, like this. It made him happy. Yeah. That was the right word after all.
Once Lavi was able to breathe properly, he smiled and brushed the long hair away from Yu's face. "Hey..." Lavi said softly, stroking the silky hair beneath his fingers. He wasn't sure if Yu was still out of it as he had been, but if he was, he knew he needed to be brought back to awareness somehow.
A soft groan escaped Kanda at that, and his snap, while not holding its usual venom, was still there, “What?” He was comfortable and happy and dammit that didn't happen often, so leave him alone.
Lavi didn't expect him to snap like that; worried he'd done something wrong. "Y-Yu? What's wrong?" He dropped his arms from Yu's back and propped himself up on his elbows slightly, almost too lethargic to hold himself up, not wanting to jar his sleepy lover.
That just made him even snappier, “Lay back down like you were.”
Lavi's arms fell out from beneath him almost immediately, one hand coming up to wind itself in Yu's hair, still wondering if he did something wrong, slightly tense now.
“Hm,” a contented sound escaped him now, his body totally boneless, and he actually nuzzled into Lavi's chest slightly, shifting just enough to allow Lavi's rapidly softening cock to fall from inside him before curling up a little tighter, happy again.
Realizing that his companion just wanted to enjoy the moment, Lavi smiled and wrapped his arms back around the body on his chest, the tension gone again.
“...” the word, when it came, was slightly slurred, half as though Kanda thought it took too much effort to say and half as though it embarrassed him to say it, but he said it nonetheless, “... Better...”
"Mmhmm." Lavi agreed, tightening his grip on the smaller man just slightly before settling sleepily into the mattress.
Tired, Kanda just managed to reach up with one hand and gently tangle his fingers in Lavi's soft hair before falling asleep, so content and warm right now that there was no way he could fight it.
Lavi was right behind him, boneless still, and exhausted, but so warm and comfortable it was impossible to stay awake, his arms still around Yu as he slept.
He couldn't remember the last time he slept so well - Lavi was apparently the perfect pillow. And he slept deeply, too, for once without frown lines or worry marks covering his face like usual, content to just be in the here and now.
Lavi never slept as deeply as he did now; his training said he must always be alert, even while sleeping. But he'd screwed up so much of his training, his mind thought, why not go farther? Besides, the old man was gone for awhile. No one would know.
When Kanda finally awoke, his body was heavy, as though it still didn't want to move. And really, who was he to disobey his body at a moment like this? So he just checked to make sure Lavi was okay then went back to resting his head on that soft chest, content for now.
Lavi was slowly waking when he felt something move on his chest, which only sped up the process. He blinked his eyes open only a few minutes after Yu rested his head back on his chest, and smiled a few seconds after that. "Yu...? You awake?" He asked without moving, still too lethargic to.
“... Yeah.” The answer was slow and lazy, the sound drifting to Lavi's ears as a leaf drifted on the wind - far different from Kanda's usual delivery method of bullet through the brain.
"How d'ya feel?" Lavi wasn't quite sure where that question came from; maybe he just wanted to know if his lover felt as amazing as he did. Or maybe it was because of the little nagging voice that was sure he'd hurt the other man somehow and that he would regret it.
He had to think about that for a moment, to find the proper word, but after a bit of contemplative thought, he found it, “... Safe...”
Lavi's ears perked up at that; that wasn't the answer he was expecting. He felt his arms tighten around the other man ever so slightly, an easy smile on his face. "Yeah?"
“But don't let it get to your head,” his voice was still gentle though, so the threat his words carried wasn't nearly as heavy as it normally would be.
Gently playing with a few strands of hair close to his fingers, Lavi's smile widened. "I'll try not to, but it's going to be hard. I like knowing you feel safe with me."
The response was grunted, “Shut up.”
"Don't be like that, Yu." Lavi pouted, still playing with the other man's hair. "You do the same for me."
That confused him a little - he was still sleepy, “I do what...?”
Lavi shouldn't say it, shouldn't admit to it, but he did anyway. "Make me feel safe."
He couldn't help it; that made him smile. “Well...” he wasn't sure what to say here, so he went with his gut, “... good.”
"Come up here." Lavi ordered quietly, moving his arms down to his sides.
“I don't want to move,” was the petulant reply.
Sighing, Lavi wriggled slightly. "Please?"
A groan, now, “I can't come much farther up than I already am. What do you want?”
Lavi sighed, rolling his eyes slightly, then rolled to his side, keeping Yu in place with his arms. Shifting until they were nose-to-nose, Lavi smiled, "This." Bringing a hand up to cup Yu's cheek he leaned in and kissed him gently, happily.
Hm. This. As he gently opened his lips to his lover's probing tongue, Kanda decided that “this” was okay. It was warm... and soft, and tasted better than any soba he could ever hope to find. So it was definitely okay.
Sighing contentedly through the kiss, Lavi moved his arm down to Yu's waist, pulling him closer. This was the most... loving moment the two of them had ever shared. Lavi hesitated to use the word, but he had admitted it earlier, hadn't he? At any rate, he let himself forget his doubts; this was the first time they had ever done anything like this. Normally it was just sex, then they would fall asleep facing opposite directions, if they even slept together at all, and any kiss they shared was usually heated. This was a pleasant and welcome change.
He wasn't sure he liked it - or, rather, he wasn't sure he /should/ like it. But he did. It was nice, and he took a small bit of comfort from it... maybe the redhead wasn't so bad after all...
Pulling back to breathe, Lavi smiled again, just watching his lover's face.
He wasn't used to anyone having the gall to even look at him, much less stare, “... what?”
LAvi shrugged, smiling wider. "Nothing."
But... “You're staring.”
"Does it bother you that much?" Lavi asked, playing with his long hair again.
Did it? It was a little unsettling, but it didn't necessarily /bother/ him, “... No...”
That just made Lavi's smile grow wider. "Good. Cos I like lookin' at you."
“... Don't be so weird.”
"I'm not being weird! I'm allowed to like looking at you, aren't I?"
“... No.” Honestly, how much enjoyment could he get out of that anyway, “It's weird.”
Lavi scoffed and rested his forehead against Yu's, looking him dead in the eyes... er... eye, as it were. "It is not weird. I catch you looking at me all the time when you don't think I'm paying attention."
“I do not!” He did, really. He did it a lot. He couldn't explain it, but he was honestly and truly attracted to the man laying beside him, in more than just one way.
"Yes you do. In fact, the last time you did it was yesterday at 7:08 in the morning when I came to get breakfast. You were sitting in the far left corner and you were watching me almost the entire time I ate." Lavi grinned, knowing Yu couldn't back out of such specific details.
Shit... that was true, but... “You had egg on your face.”
Lavi laughed at that, bringing his other hand up to tap his lover's nose. "I had pancakes for breakfast yesterday."
… “So?”
"So, I didn't have egg on my face."
He was getting a little red now, and he didn't like it, “I don't see the point. Let's move on.”
Lavi could feel the heat rise in his lover's cheeks and he chuckled. "The point is, you weren't staring at me because I had egg on my face."
“Move. On.”
"Don't be so sharp, Yu, it's not a bad thing to look at people. Especially not the ones you're attracted to."
He wanted to deny that, wanted to spout out that he was never attracted to Lavi and never would be. But they would both know hat was a boldfaced lie and Kanda didn't feel like dealing with the teasing he would receive, so he just grunted instead, going the noncommittal route.
"You were being so open earlier, why are you shutting down on me now, hmm?" The hand that had been playing with his lover's hair was now stroking his back, wondering if maybe he was the only one who felt the way he did.
“I'm not saying things like that to you,” was the quick response. Kanda did feel that way, but after all, he was still Kanda; he wasn't going to be as open about it as Lavi was, “You already annoy me enough.”
Lavi sighed and his heart sank a little, but he didn't let it show. He rolled on to his back and didn't say anything else, his mind focused on how far he'd let himself slip and how to stop from slipping further.
A little sound escaped his throat; this wasn't what he had expected, “... Lavi...?”
"Hm?" Lavi responded, still sounding as chipper as he had before.
It hurt part of him to ask, but it hurt more of him that he did it, “... why did you move away?”
Lavi was smiling when he turned his head back to face Yu. "You said it was weird for me to stare."
That made him growl, but it was gentle, “That doesn't mean you roll over, idiot.” Wrapping his arm around Lavi's waist, he pulled, dragging the other exorcist back to where he was. This was where he belonged, dammit.
Lavi laughed, rolling easily back over to his side, "So, you do like having me so close to you."
Another noncommittal sound escaped him, but it leaned far more closer to something like yes, rather than something like no. He just let his head pillow on the other man's chest, thinking as he watched the rise and fall of his partner's steady breathing - it was good, seeing him like this. Safe, alive, free from pain... that was good too.
The expression on the normally-scowling Japanese man's face was nothing like Lavi had ever seen before. He looked... at peace. "What are you thinking about?"
“Hm...?” Kanda wasn't really focusing on Lavi's voice - no, he was listening to the sounds of his breathing, of how he breathed through his nose but out his mouth - he'd never noticed anyone else who did that before. Not that he ever really paid attention to anyone else, but that wasn't the point.
Lavi chuckled at his lover's out of character lapse in attention. "I asked what you were thinking about."
A soft, careless shrug followed once the question had finally been processed, but then after a moment, Kanda added, “Your chest...”
Lavi blinked and looked down at himself. "Huh? My chest?
Kanda just nodded - he wasn't going to explain himself unless forced to.
"Why're you thinking about that?"
Should he be truthful about it? With a small, gentle sigh, Kanda figured he might as well, anything else he could have come up with would have been just as bad, “... I was watching you breathe...”
Stroking his partner's back again, Lavi smiled. "And why were you doing that?"
“...” his voice was quiet, hesitant, unsure, and Kanda wondered why the hell he was even saying this, but he couldn't bring himself to stop, “Because... it shows you're alive...”
"Were you worried I'd died earlier or something?" Normally, Lavi would tease Yu about it, but now he was just curious, wondering what he really meant by what he was saying.
“Tch,” well, he didn't care how... caring they were being now; that was a stupid question, “No.”
"Then why the need to know I'm alive?"
That was a good question, actually, and one he really wasn't sure he knew the answer too, “... because.” So for now that was the best answer he could come up with, but only because romantic crap really wasn't his thing and it wasn't in Kanda Yu's nature to wax poetic about anyone.
"...hm. I should be the one making sure you're alive all the time." Sliding his hand from Yu's back to his chest, Lavi slowly traced the outline of the tattoo on his lover's chest; although it was currently not visible, Lavi had memorized its shape and size, so he knew exactly how to move his finger to do so.
That made him a little uncomfortable - he didn't particularly like his curse or anything that reminded him off it, but he didn't stop Lavi's fingers, “I'm fine.”
Lavi just smiled softly, his finger stopping and falling between them onto the bed. "I know."
“Good,” was the soft response. Laying here, so content like this, Kanda had forgotten about the bet made only a few hours before, happy to just be in the here and now.
Lavi sighed softly, his eye shifting it's focus to the ruined table, their clothes strewn everywhere, and realized they should probably clean up. Only, he was too tired and warm to want to move. "...what should we do now, Yu?" He asked instead, not about to disturb his lover who was being exceptionally cute at the moment.
Only one word popped into his hazy, content mind, and that was the word he spoke, “Stay.”
"Stay? In here, or like this?" Lavi asked, leaning closer to his lover for emphasis.
“... Like this...”
"You're not usually one to cuddle, Yu. And when you do, it's usually with your wall... or with Mugen." The last few words carried a hint of realization, and an even smaller hint of jealousy, not that Lavi would admit to being jealous of an inanimate object.
… He didn't /cuddle/ with Mugen. Mugen was too manly, and too sharp, to be cuddled with. He might... hold it protectively every once in a while, thought. Not that there was anything wrong with that... “Would you prefer we stop?”
"Of course not! I was just teasing." Lavi said sheepishly. "You do tend to cuddle with Mugen though. Especially on missions."
He did not, dammit! “I do not /cuddle/ Mugen.”
"Yes you do! You cuddle your sword more than me." Lavi pouted now, for dramatic effect, even though it was true.
“I do not,” was the definitive response. He didn't, that was a fact. He held it protectively, but that was it.
Lavi looked up, noticing the time. It'd been 7 hours since he won the bet; grinning slyly, he looked down at his lover. "You know... you still have 17 and a half hours you owe me."
That made him deadpan, shifting to look up at Lavi incredulously, “... what?”
"You heard me. I won you for 24 and a half hours; it's been 7. That leaves 17 and a half hours."
… Shit. “You're actually going to enforce that?” he hated the way his voice trembled slightly, but he did his best to keep it stoic. “Idiot rabbit.”
"Well, of course I am. You think making you my sexy Geisha was the only thing I had in mind for 24 and a half hours? I have a much bigger mind than that." Lavi was positively grinning now, mischievousness in his eyes.
He didn't want to know, but he hated being unprepared, “... Like what...?”
"Well, let's see..." Lavi leaned forward and slowly whispered each of his plans in Yu's ear, each one kinkier than the next, and as such, each one brought more heat to his lover's face.
By the time Lavi was finished, Kanda's whole upper body was red, from tinges of it in his chest, growing deeper up his neck, finally spilling into a deep crimson across his cheeks and ears - he knew Lavi was kinky, but he never knew his lover was /that/ kinky!? This was going to be a terrible seventeen hours... On one hand, that was.
On the other... well, the other hand was looking pretty damned good.
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.
Groaning again, Lavi forced himself to sit still, watching the raven haired Exorcist carefully through lust-filled eyes, wanting so badly to have Yu beneath him again.
He could be a polite, well-meaning geisha if that was what Lavi really wanted. He could be gentle and demure. And he was going to be, he was going to be until it made Lavi scream with want. So he kept going slowly, bringing his hands around to gently push his shirt off his shoulders and let it pool at his elbows, but he still didn't take it all the way off yet - it wasn't time, he wanted Lavi to squirm.
Lavi could barely bite back the whine in his throat; Yu was moving so slowly he wanted to die. Not literally, of course, because that would mean the entire night was pointless, but figuratively. He felt like he was going to explode and he could barely breathe. "Yu..." his voice was breathless, full of lust and want, only whining slightly as he said it.
His voice was quiet, gentle, even, as he gently stroked Lavi's thighs through his pants, “I'm doing as you asked, /sir./” The cadence on the last word was a bit sharper, slightly biting, but overall, still sounded so perfect with the rest of the words he spoke - he knew Lavi would find the contrast delicious.
Yu sounded so gentle, so demure, so fucking /submissive/, and the almost biting tone on 'sir' had an edge to it all. It was too perfect. Lavi groaned again, louder this time, his hands clenched in the sheets again, the temptation of ripping off his clothes and Yu's kimono was too great to risk anything else.
The smirk on his lips wouldn't go away even if he had wanted it to - not that he did. He could see Lavi's knuckles turning white as the man whimpered, and that gave him a sense of delicious victory - Lavi still hadn't won the war. Repositioning himself, Kanda pushed Lavi forward and then twined his body around the other exorcist, kneeling behind Lavi with his arms wrapped around the man's waist, fiddling absently with the last button holding his shirt together.
"...you're going to make me lose control if you keep teasing like that..." Lavi barely spoke, his eye closed, trying to focus and was losing slowly. He needed more than this, but he refused to give in, refused to show his lover he was weak.
Again, he was graced by the same words, this time even softer and more submissive, “... I'm only doing what you asked, sir...” And he was, he was just doing it very, very slowly, the warm, moist breath of his words tickling Lavi's ear as they escaped, his fingers still toying with that last, lonely little button...
Lavi desperately didn't want to ruin the mood by determining Yu's pace, but if he didn't move faster, he would snap. "...please...", was all he said, his voice so quiet, it was barely a whisper.
This time, it was the wet warmth of a tongue that assaulted the rim of Lavi's ear with every word spoken, “Please what?” One hand had moved down now, and was one again stroking those still clothed thighs. Kanda could feel Lavi tremble in his hold and it was delicious, holding this kind of power. Right now, at this very moment, he had forgotten that he had wanted to be submissive tonight.
He knew Yu was doing this on purpose, that it was his goal to make Lavi give in. But he wouldn't; Yu may be stubborn, but Lavi was too, and he wasn't about to lose this. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes again, he forced his breathing to be steady. Maybe if he didn't give his lover the reactions he wanted, he would hurry up.
“Hm...” he was thrilled with this, no matter what Lavi did with his breathing, or his responses, he could still feel the other man trembling in his arms, and that was all he needed. “I can't help you, sir,” he continued on, voice soft, lilting, musical, almost, “if you don't tell me what you want.” Finally, with a singular flick of his thumb, he undid that last button on the redhead's shirt, but didn't yet move to take the garment off, choosing instead to run his nails up that sensitive, pale flesh again, marking his chest with deep red furrows. He liked that - they marked Lavi as his.
"Stop... calling me that." It felt weird, hearing Yu call him by such a title. He preferred hearing his name on the other man's lips. But that was all he would say. He may be shaking like a leaf, but he wouldn't give in.
That made him smirk - it seemed Lavi didn't want him to act completely as a geisha, “You should really make up your mind... as to what you want. You can't have everything both ways...” Leaning in, he nipped at Lavi's ear now, sharp and quick, finally, slowly, pulling the shirt from the other's arms.
"Geisha... used the names of their patrons... if that is what the patron wanted." Lavi couldn't keep his mouth shut, but it was a distraction. As long as he wasn't telling Yu to move faster, it was alright.
He smirked now - Lavi might usually win the word games, but he had managed to trap Bookman Junior in this one, “Then what else do you want...” he bit at his earlobe this time, tugging hard and pulling his tongue up the rim before speaking, “Lavi...?”
A tremor shook him despite himself and Lavi nearly scoffed aloud at the action. Damn his oversensitive ears. "I just... want you to finish..." he said. Good... there was no dictation of pace, just a simple explanation. If Yu would /just stop talking/ so he could focus...
“Hm...” the sound was low, drawn out, rich... “I can... do that.” Now that Kanda had freed Lavi from his shirt, he shifted, moving back in front of the panting exorcist, smirking as he takes him in, “You look... to be in need of... something...” He tilted his head to the side now, letting his smirk grow just a bit wider, “Is there something I can get you before I finish...?”
"No..." Lavi stopped, swallowing hard, taking a breath before he continued, offering a smile as he spoke again, "I don't need anything else right now." Please,please,please,please,please, he chanted. He wouldn't say the word aloud again, but it helped to say it in his head.
A small nod Kanda's response as he pressed his hands back to Lavi's chest, tweaking his nipples between deft fingers as he leaned in, his tongue caressing the strong column of his lover's neck, slow, in time with the movements of his fingers. Kanda really, really wanted to drive Lavi crazy.
A soft sigh escaped Lavi's lips as he leaned back against Yu, letting him do what he wanted for now. It would only take a few more minutes before he was in control again... he could last that long, right? Even with the waves of pleasure his lover was sending through his body with each touch and caress of his tongue...
Ever so slowly, Kanda's hands made their way down Lavi's chest, rubbing and scratching and massaging in equal measure, his tongue flicking out against one of the redhead's pulse points for a moment before beginning to suck hard, his teeth coming into the mix every once in a while as well - he could feel Lavi's body trembling under him and he loved it.
This wasn't how this was supposed to be... /Lavi/ was supposed to be the one in control... He was, he guessed; Yu was still doing what he was told, even though he was teasing and moving too slowly. Things would change soon, Lavi kept telling himself. He clung to that thought, tightening his grip on the sheets.
Kanda knew exactly where all of Lavi's sensitive spots were... and his hands were getting really, really close to one of them. A smirk gracing his lips as he kept sucking and nipping at that pulse point, his hands finally, slowly crested the rise of his lover's hips, fingers lightly dragging along the skin there as he did - this always got to Lavi, no matter what.
Lavi felt the muscles in his hips twitch, and a moan tore from his lips in spite of his desperate attempts to stay quiet; Yu knew his body too well, knew exactly where and how to touch to drive him crazy and make his entire body throb. He was too good, too good... Lavi needed him, needed something, or he would lose control...
What he really wanted was for Lavi to order him to speed up... the moan was great, but he really wanted that victory, and there was one more spot he could use to get it. Leaving one hand to caress and dig lightly at that all too sensitive skin cresting Lavi's hip, he brought the other up, both his face and his free hand coming up to start working against Lavi's. He started slow, first with a few light kisses up his neck, across his jaw... his free fingers started from the top, burying themselves in Lavi's hair and then starting to stroke downward, both fingers and lips headed for the same dangerous spot.
Feeling his breath catch in his throat, his head tilting to the opposite side, giving Yu more space... but he knew that wasn't a good thing. He knew where he was sensitive just as much as his lover did, and with both his most sensitive spots being stimulated at the same time, he knew he wouldn't last long. Biting his lip, Lavi closed his eye, waiting, trying to be prepared, knowing what was coming next.
He felt Lavi's body tense slightly, and the smirk on his face grew - his lover knew what he was doing, and that was what he wanted. Tantalizingly slow, he kept kissing upward as he fingers slid down across Lavi's forehead, inching closer and closer to the black cloth that edged the most sensitive spot on Lavi's body.
His mouth reached it at the same time his fingers did - he would never remove the eye-patch, that was an unspoken agreement between the two of them that he been in place for years, but the skin around it was fair game and Kanda planned to deliver his most cunning play yet.
Lavi was squirming and he knew it, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop. His breathing was no longer deep and even, but rather quick and shallow. He wanted to keep his body still, but damn him if that was going to happen with Yu being such a tease. Another moan, louder this time, was ripped from Lavi's throat, his head tilted back, hands shaking with the force of his grip on the sheets,melting into his lover helplessly.
His smirk grew, but that was the only outward response Kanda had to the change in his idiot lover. He began, like he has been with everything else, slowly - using the nail on just one finger, he traced the shape of that patch, his finger just skimming along the soft, pliable flesh as his other hand did the same, following the curve of Lavi's hipbone at the same, heartrendingly slow pace.
"Yu..." Again, his voice was barely more than a whisper. He was ready to strip himself the rest of the way, his body too needy to wait anymore. "F-faster..." the word was out of his mouth before he realized it, but his mind was too far gone for him to care much anymore. He would rather order a change of pace than ruin it entirely.
The smirk could be heard in his voice now - he had gotten what he wanted, “Faster...? Of course...” He would obey, but he wasn't done teasing just yet. He decided to take Lavi at his word literally and so he sped up the movement of his hands, letting his tongue come in to play after just a moment, the edge just poking up under the edge of the black fabric to get at the even more sensitive skin inside.
"Yuuuu..." His voice was a helpless, needy whine now, his legs rubbing together slightly, hips wriggling. "N-not like that..." His breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, all but writhing against his lover.
“Hm,” the sound was smooth, almost offbeat, as though the smaller exorcist wasn't really listening. For another antagonizing minute he kept doing what he was, but he knew that if he didn't stop soon he wasn't going to get the domination he really wanted tonight. So, with his own self-interest in mind, he carefully slipped both his hands back down to the waistband of his lover's pants, noting with satisfaction how hard he was straining against the fabric, “What... do you want... me to do, then...?” His tongue still managing to caress the skin Lavi's eye between every word, Kanda waited to see what reaction he was going to get from the man in front of him.
"F-finish- ...what I told you!" His tone was much more desperate than it was demanding, much to his chagrin, but Yu's hands were there, they were /so close/ and he thought he would scream if the other man didn't move and move soon.
He won. Regardless of what happened the rest of the night, he just won. So now he was more than willing to do what his lover wanted. Pulling back slowly, the smirk on his face extremely evident, Kanda curled those slender, devious fingers around the edge of Lavi's waistband, slowly tugging the tight white pants away from those beautiful hips, down slowly... so slowly... until finally...
Lavi's eyes flew open and he gasped loudly once his cock was freed from the restraint of his pants. It was like breathing the first breath of air after nearly drowning; he suddenly had his control back, as the maddening arousal flowing through him was lessened somewhat. Letting his eyes close halfway, Lavi breathed deeply, watching Yu carefully, the lust and domination in his eye back with a vengeance.
He noticed the second that look was back in his lovers eye, and he relished it. That was what he wanted tonight, and now that he won he wasn't afraid to admit it to himself anymore. He was going to get it, dammit. Finally, with a small flourish, he drew the pants from Lavi's pale white thighs, then past those gorgeous calves, and finally, off his redhead all together and onto the floor, “There... Better...?”
"Yes." His voice was smooth and deep now, almost menacing in its clarity. Reaching up, Lavi tugged Yu's arms forward, pulling him off balance and into his lap. Grinning, fingers tracing the thighs at either side of his waist, Lavi brought his gaze to his lover's dark eyes. "You're a tease..." He said simply, tracing nonsensical patterns over the skin of Yu's lower thighs near his knee.
He felt his arms move of their own accord, wrapping themselves around the strong back in front of him as he spoke, “What of it...?”
Lavi just shrugged, a smirk settling over his features. "You're acting more like a whore than a geisha... why is that?" Lavi knew why that was; his lover was just as needy as he was, that much was obvious.
He refused to rise to any more of the bait that Lavi could throw at him, instead just choosing to let a small smirk grace his lips, “It's what you wanted.”
Grinning, Lavi stroked his fingers up until they were against the hem of the kimono, "And what is it you want?"
He was better than Lavi at controlling his body. Always was, always would be. So the answer, when it came, was with the same tone he might use while playing croquet, “To be finished.”… Not that Kanda ever played croquet, of course.
"Finished with what?" Lavi knew Kanda had better control over his sexual urges, but it didn't mean he couldn't admit to them. Still stroking the pale thighs resting across his waist, Lavi leaned back against the headboard, waiting for the response he wanted.
A shrug followed his next response, follow up, line the mallet up just right and this shot should be easy, “For this twenty four hours to be over.”
"Is that all you want?" Glancing up from his fingers, Lavi looked into Yu's eyes again, easily able to identify the lust in them. This would be an interesting game...
Ah, and the clown thought he'd try to distract him just as he went for the point - of course, it was typical for that particular clown. He still couldn't figure out why the idiot dressed as a rabbit, “Pretty much, yeah.”
"So, you don't want me to take this off you?" Lavi quipped, fingers stroking over the fabric, now.
Okay, well, he did want that. The damn rabbit managed to snag this point, “... Isn't that up to you?”
"That's not the point. I asked you what you wanted." Grinning still, Lavi slid his arms around Yu's waist, fingers toying with the tie of the obi, teasing.
He sighed, his legs spreading a little wider so he could be in a more comfortable position, “Then yes. I want it off.” He was willing to admit to his wants and needs now, because, after all, he won earlier, so...
Lavi smirked as he slowly tugged at the end of the obi. "Well, is that all? Just for your 24 hours to be over and for this to be off?" The obi was already half untied by the time he finished speaking, and he stopped untying as he waited for the response.
He was at a crossroads now, there were actually two different ways he could answer this one, and he was grappling with which one to choose. Go his usual, stoic route, or shock the hell out of Lavi and give him the real answer... this would be his most important shot... how was he going to take it...?
The decision, when it came, was quiet, furtive, but forceful, “No. I want you to fuck me, too...”
Those words, that admittance, was so delicious to Lavi's ears, his smirk widened. "Oh?" Lifting his hands again, he quickly finished untying the obi, slowly pulling the silk fabric off. The two sides of the kimono parted further, exposing Yu's chest. Lavi let the obi flutter to the ground, his teeth flashing as he grinned in approval of the sight before him.
His body was still relaxed, skin still it's usual pale, pale peach, the only tinge of red being the one that surrounded his straining cock. A roll of his shoulders signaled yet another shrug, “I wouldn't have said it if it wasn't true.”
Instead of pulling the kimono off, Lavi ran his hands up Yu's back, pulling the hair sticks out slowly, letting the dark curtain of the Japanese man's hair fall around his shoulders, "I guess not." Tangling his fingers in the dark locks resting over his knuckles, Lavi leaned forward, kissing Yu deeply as he did.
Kanda let his lips part the second Lavi's crashed into them. He /wanted/ to be the bottom now, he wanted to be trapped under the weight of the other exorcist, wanted his body to be taken and owned and marked as Lavi's. It turned him on, and maybe he couldn't explain why, but he knew he wanted it nonetheless. Maybe it stemmed the trust he felt for the redhead, or maybe his body really was just kinkier than his mind, but it didn't really matter right now. Right now, he just wanted it, and he wanted it badly.
Lavi pulled back on the dark hair wrapped around his fingers, pulling Yu's head back with it to expose the other man's pale neck. Tracing his tongue and lips down his lover's jaw, Lavi began biting and sucking at the tender flesh of his neck. He was still tense from anticipation, but he was working at his own pace now; it wouldn't take much longer to have Yu beneath him.
He felt a moan start to bubble up in his throat, catching right where Lavi's mouth was working very insistently. He left his head where Lavi put it, right now loving the feeling of how exposed his throat was... maybe something is wrong with him, but right now he didn't care; it just felt really, really good. Keeping his hands tangled against Lavi's back, Kanda pulled himself forward, wanting to be closer to his redheaded idiot.
After a few more minutes of worrying at Yu's neck, Lavi unwound his fingers from the other man's hair, sliding his hands up and over his shoulders and down his chest, his hand resting on either side of the open kimono. "Is this what you wanted?" Lavi whispered, his breath playing across the sensitive skin at Yu's collarbone as his hand began to slowly push the fabric off the slender shoulders they had rested on.
His fingers started to clench a bit harder at Lavi's naked back, pressing his hips deep into Lavi's as he moaned out, “Yes...”
Once the kimono was pushed far enough off Yu's shoulders, it fell to pool at his elbows. Lavi smirked, pulling back to study his lover with half-closed eyes. "You look good like this..." He said before leaning down to trace his tongue over Yu's chest, his lips closing around a nipple tightly.
For some reason, that made him groan; it was a short, sharp sound, but it was there. His hands jerked up Lavi's back now, wrapping themselves in his hair, gripping it tightly as he pressed Lavi against him harder - he wanted this so bad, he was so glad it was finally here...
Lavi chuckled against Yu's chest; it seemed he'd been undone by all this, the other man's calm demeanor now lost to the arousal Lavi could feel between them. Reaching up with his hands again, Lavi rested them on Yu's shoulders and slowly trailed them down until they met with the fabric again, guiding the silk along pale arms until they reached the wrists and the hands still buried in his hair.
He loved the feeling of Lavi's hair between his fingers, but more than that he hated the feeling of the stupid kimono. And since it would only be a second before those gorgeous, rough red strands were wrapped around his fingers again, he pulled his hands back, allowing Lavi to finish disrobing him.
Lavi pushed the silk off his lover's body entirely, letting it fall to the bed. This was better; nothing was between them, everything felt perfect. Resting his hands on the small of Yu's back and holding him there, Lavi turned abruptly, moving so the other man was on his back and Lavi was above him. Smirking, Lavi shifted again, propping himself up; this was much better.
Yeah... this was much better. The breath caught in his throat as he looked up at his lover, grabbing Lavi's hair and pulling down, wanting another kiss. This was what he had wanted... what he needed, and finally the idiot was going to do it...
Lavi leaned down, crushing his lips to Yu's, groping around for the scarf he used to tie Yu's hands. He remembered how much the other man had liked being tied up, and Lavi was happy to oblige.
He had to put up a token struggle - he was Kanda, after all. So he tried, halfheartedly, to keep his hands out of Lavi's grip, but when he felt those slick, slim fingers catch his wrists anyway, it was pure bliss. He didn't try to stop the moan that bubbled out of his throat as the smooth length of cloth passed around his wrists either, this was what he /wanted./
Lavi didn't even have to lift his head to catch Yu's wrists and tie them to the bed post. At hearing Yu's delicious moan, Lavi smirked; this was good, this was better than good. This was exactly what he wanted, it was perfect. But his body was growing tired of foreplay; it wanted more, and it wanted it now. "Yu..." Lavi groaned breathlessly, shifting to reach in his drawer for the lube he knew was there.
The swordsman had his eyes closed - he didn't need to see Lavi to know what he was doing, and he nodded his consent almost immediately, “Hurry up, dammit...” He shifted, pressing his hips hard into Lavi's, rubbing their cocks together best he can, really wanting some stimulation.
Chuckling, Lavi pulled back briefly, snapping the bottle open and coating his fingers in the slick liquid before bringing his hand down and coating his cock with it, his lips and teeth worrying at Yu's neck and shoulder. Once his own erection was coated with the lube, he wrapped his fingers around both his and Yu's length, stroking them both with the same hand, grunting and thrusting his hips forward, loving the feeling of his flesh against his lover's.
Another groan tore its way from his throat - he wanted so badly to wrap his hands in Lavi's hair, or to scrape his nails down that strong back... But he wanted this too. He wanted this more, but he wished, in the illogical part of his brain, that there was a way to have both. He wanted to touch his lover while they met, but he didn't want to give up the delicious sensation of that scarf, so he settled for thrusting up to meet Lavi at the hips instead, that feeling damned good as well.
This stimulation was good, but it wasn’t quite enough. Lavi wanted to be buried in his lover the way he was a few nights ago, wanted to make the other man moan his name and buck up against him again. Finally letting both hands drop to the bed, Lavi shifted, breathing hard, pushing Yu’s thighs farther apart.
/Finally!/ His damn lover took too long sometimes. Lavi didn't really even have to push at his thighs, he spread his legs for the gorgeous redhead settled between them as soon as he realized that's what he wanted. Straining at the ties on his wrist, Kanda tried to get his hips up higher, encouraging Lavi to go ahead and, “Just fucking do it already!”
Not forgetting the slow torture Yu had put him through just minutes before, Lavi smirked and rested his hands over the other man’s hip bones, pinning him to the mattress. “Why such a hurry?” He asked, tipping his hips forward so that his cock just brushed against Yu’s entrance teasingly, the smirk on his face only growing at the frustrated, needy sounds coming from beneath him.
All he could do was groan, tilting his head to the side as he strained against the hold Lavi's hand had on him. This felt so good, it felt so right, it felt so amazing, but at the same damn time it was so fucking frustrating. He wanted Lavi in him NOW, not later, and his body made sure that he was well aware of that fact.
“Tell me… what you want…” Lavi whispered against Yu’s collarbone, his lips moving against the tender flesh there as they moved to speak. Lavi’s hands were still pressing the other man down into the bed, his cock pressed against the tight ring of muscle, but refused to push in.
Normally, he would have told Lavi he wanted him to get off him and leave him the fuck alone. Normally, he would have then headbutted Lavi for further clarification of that fact, and then kneed him hard in the groin just to make sure it all sunk in. But now... now was not normally, and Kanda knew that. “Fuck me...” he groaned out, tilting his head back further so Lavi had more room, “I want you to fuck me...”
Lavi groaned when he heard those words; never before had Yu ever said anything like that, and Lavi counted himself incredibly lucky to be hearing it now. He didn’t think his luck would last much longer, so, leaning up to kiss his lover, Lavi slowly pressed forward into him. He hoped it didn’t hurt the other man too much; this was only his second time being in this position, and Lavi could remember how sore his first few times made him. Not that the pleasure didn’t make up for it, but still, he didn’t want to hurt his lover.
Kanda could deal with pain. He'd been able to for a long time, and this certainly wasn't any different. Honestly, compared to some of the pain he's felt, this was nothing. So, while it stung as Lavi pushed himself inside Kanda, the Japanese man didn't care - he wanted it, dammit, and now he was finally getting it. Arching his body back, Kanda groaned, trying to push himself down onto Lavi's cock and rub himself against that strong chest at the same time; he wanted to touch his lover, stroke his body as his lover stroked him. So right now, not having his hands was torture, but that in itself felt good too. His whole body was on fire and he sincerely, sincerely hoped it would never go out.
Yu felt so good, so tight around him… it was almost enough to get him to come right off. But he didn’t want that, so he moved slowly, sinking into the other man inch by inch, biting his lip against the intense pleasure. Once he was fully seated in his lover, he let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding; ‘ok, I’ve gotten this far, just… don’t come yet.’ He thought, not moving once he’d pushed himself in all the way.
Fuck not moving. Kanda wanted friction, and he wanted it now! A low, keening whimper was dragged from his throat as Lavi moved into him, through his tight heat, and sweat was coating him now. He wanted thrusts, he wanted disorienting, mindboggling, breathtaking, panting, groaning, moaning, violently beautiful sex. That's what he wanted. And Lavi holding still was not giving it to him.
Lavi grinned apologetically at the whine his lack of movement dragged from Yu’s lips. “Calm down, Yu. I… have to get used to you… or this will be over before it started.” Lavi flushed slightly as he spoke and wondered if the other man ever had a similar problem. Probably not, he concluded, since their sex was never slow or drawn-out. But still… letting out a sigh, Lavi sensed it was safe to move now, and he did so, tentatively. He pulled himself half way out slowly, then thrust forward faster, trying to get a feel for this, wanting to be able to pace himself so he didn’t come within the first five minutes.
Torture. That's what it was: torture. Forget the stupid kimono, or the fact he was dragged through the halls in it for people to see. Forget losing the bet even though he'd gotten his cock all the way down his throat - that was all inconsequential now, all paltry bits and pieces. This... this was killing him. He wanted to scream, he wanted to hit something, but then... he wanted to beg, too. And eventually, that's the option he settled on, “L-Lavi... more, more...” The words were raw, ragged around the edges and heavy with dominance and submission all at the same time - he wanted this, he wanted this /so bad./
Hearing Yu’s voice like that was almost enough to send Lavi off the edge again. Taking a deep breath, Lavi simply groaned and stayed still. For a whole minute, he didn’t move, making his body calm down enough to let him move like he wanted to without having to stop every few seconds to hold off his orgasm. Once he got to that point, he let out a breath and gripped Yu’s hips again, starting to roll his own hips forward and back, setting a pace for himself that wouldn’t push him over the edge in minutes.
NO! That wasn't good enough, it wasn't even close to good enough at all! Kanda almost choked on his need when Lavi actually stopped - what the hell was he doing!? Suddenly, he felt tears tracking their way slowly down his cheeks, he was actually /that/ frustrated and needy. Twisting his body desperately under Lavi's, he tried to get something, anything, anything more than what he already had, and when the idiot finally started to thrust again, it did make him scream, a sharp, cutting sound that slashed through Lavi just like Mugen would have.
Oh, God, why did Yu have to be so fucking hot when he was being fucked? Lavi bit his lip and grunted softly. He pulled the other man’s hips forward more, allowing him to push in a little deeper. This was so good, so fucking tight, he wondered why Yu didn’t want this more often. Lavi wasn’t paying enough attention and rocked forward sharply, his hips angled up just so…
When it hit, it sent stars bursting across his vision, blinding him, and finally that beautiful violence was beginning, “L-LAVI!” His whole body was slammed with the sensation, causing him to throw himself up against the body on top of him with all this strength, wanting that again, wanting it so bad. He had jerked on his hands so badly that he couldn't feel his fingers any longer, but that didn't matter - he could feel everything else.
As soon as he’d hit the sensitive spot in his lover’s body, Lavi knew it. And it wasn’t only the violent scream that erupted from Yu’s lips that told him, but the way his body clenched /so tight/… Lavi could scarcely move, Yu was so tight around him, and it was perfect. He could feel the muscles twitching and clenching around him and it was doing amazing things to his cock. He wanted that again. Slowly, as though he was going to pull out, Lavi leaned back, breathing heavily, knowing what he had to do to make that happen again.
The sudden lack of contact made him feel like someone had physically ripped out his heart, but no matter how lost in it he was, he still knew for damn sure that he wasn't having sex with Tyki. So he was going to get the feeling back, no matter what it took. Wrapping his legs tight around Lavi's back, Kanda yanked forward, doing anything he could to get his lover farther inside him, to get his lover /there/ again.
Lavi gasped at the feeling of Yu moving against him like that; that was the opposite of what he wanted. It felt good, no doubt, but the goal was to hit his lover’s prostate as often as he could, and this wasn’t the ideal position to do so. “Yu… wait a minute…” Lavi said, breathlessly, pulling back again. “I’m not gonna stop, just trust me.”
His voice was angry and broken as he spoke, unable to control his tone or the way he couldn't complete a full sentence without stopping to breath at least twice, “Then why the hell are you stopping?!”
“I’m not, just trust me.” Lavi said again, pulling Yu’s legs off his hips, pulling back again. He let his fingers run along the length of the Japanese man’s thighs before Lavi pushed his palm under Yu’s left knee, his other hand resting on a pale thigh. Lifting Yu’s left leg up, Lavi tilted his head slightly and leaned forward, resting his knee over his shoulder. This would make it much easier, he knew. Rolling his hips forward sharply, Lavi began a much faster, harder pace than before, unable to deny his body anymore.
He... he thought it was good before, but now... now he couldn't even think. He was pretty sure the sounds flying out of his mouth were a mixture of curse words, gasps, and his lover's name, and for right now, he was actually okay with that. Kanda's whole body was writhing under Lavi's, skin slicked in sweat and, in parts at least, precome. He couldn't hold still, couldn't do anything but push back against Lavi and scream out that same violently sharp scream every time his redhead hit that all important spot inside him. This was what he had wanted, and finally, he was getting it. Finally, it was his, and he couldn't ask for any more.
Lavi knew neither of them would last much longer, although for once, he didn’t care. He was so far gone he could barely hear anything, even Yu’s moaning in his ear. In the back of his mind, he thought it was dangerous for him, he shouldn’t let his guard down so far. But another part, the more rational part, simply shrugged. He’s with Yu. Nothing bad can happen when he’s with Yu, so it doesn’t matter if he loses control with the other Exorcist. He loved him; it was okay.
The majority of Lavi’s mind was too hazy with sex to realize the implications of what those thoughts meant; Yu was too tight, to hot, too perfect- leaning down and pressing his lips to Yu’s, Lavi kissed him hard, passionately, soulfully, even. This was all he wanted.
He was only centimeters away... if Lavi would just touch his cock, if Lavi would just wrap his hand around it he would - the shocked gasp that burbled up out of his throat was swallowed by his lover as he found their lips pressed together, hot and tight and wet, just like the other place they were joined. Perfect... that's what it was, perfect. He loved this... he loved this, and the person he was doing it with, and right now... he could admit that, too.
Lavi stopped moving again, focusing all his energy into kissing the beautiful man beneath him. His fingers traced patterns over Yu’s skin, across his chest and up his arms until they came to his wrists. Quickly, still kissing his bound lover, Lavi began to untie his hand, knowing his lover would only stay still for so long.
His hands, from the wrist up, were a throbbing purple color, and while the appendages themselves appreciated the freedom of circulation being untied gave them, Kanda himself did not. A groan of displeasure escaped him as Lavi freed him, flowing down the other exorcist's throat as Kanda bit that tender, sweet lower lip to show that displeasure even further.
Lavi knew he was going to come soon; he also knew Yu wasn’t far behind. He definitely did not want to finish with the other man’s hands still tied up; he wasn’t sure if he would have the presence of mind to untie them later. So he cast his scarf to the side and slid his hands under Yu’s back, lifting his shoulders slightly, pulling back to rest his forehead on his lover’s briefly, taking a deep breath before rolling over carefully, not wanting to pull out.
That... that was NOT what he had expected, but, but... “Fuck!” The word was harsh, violent, and beautiful; just like everything else had been. Being on top drove Lavi so much farther inside him that he didn't know how long he could handle it for, and even sitting still like this was driving him crazy. Trying to ground himself with a hand on either side of his lover's head, Kanda looked down into that singular green eye, watching it, waiting for a signal of his next move.
Lavi had to take a moment to breathe before he could move; this was different, it carried a different feeling altogether and he could tell he was buried much, much deeper in his lover than he had been before. "Y-yu..." He breathed, his fingers gripping the other man's hips tighter. The word didn't mean anything, he simply needed to put a voice to the pleasure coursing through him.
Yeah... now was definitely different. Whereas Lavi had been hitting that pleasure spot inside him with every thrust, now it felt like his lover was pressed against that delicious area permanently, and he could barely stand the snaps of pleasure it was sending through him. Leaning down, he buried his face in Lavi's neck, fingers sliding down to grip the other man's shoulders with a whispered half order, half beg, “Finish me...”
Lavi shuddered at that, one hand sliding inward to wrap around Yu's length, beginning to stroke as he started to thrust up into the tight heat around him. It was hard to keep a set pace, so Lavi didn't bother, thrusting up into his lover frantically, barely breathing as he moved, knowing his orgasm was going to crash over him at any moment.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think, couldn't swallow, couldn't even fucking remember where he was at this moment in time. All he knew what the Lavi was under him and in him and around him and that his body would only last a few seconds longer under this intense, blinding pleasure. He felt detached from himself, as if his mind couldn't actually understand what was going on, and in some ways, it couldn't. It wasn't often that Kanda Yu had known pleasure, but this was most definitely one of those time.
Lavi felt his lips moving, he knew he was speaking, but he didn't know what he was saying. A mix of curses, moans and whimpers, and his lover's name, he imagined. He felt the waves of pleasure swirling from the top of his head down his body, building far past what he thought was his breaking point. He was so far gone, he didn't see his own orgasm coming, so when it finally arrived, he was caught completely off guard.
Half screaming, Lavi thrust up harder than he had before, staying there, not pulling himself back down, simply keeping himself buried as his cock twitched and his release washed over him. His hand twitched and tightened on Yu's cock, his mind too far gone in that moment to remember to keep his hand moving.
The added friction from that beautiful pale hand would have been nice, but it wasn't needed. All it took was the sudden sensation of Lavi giving into his need inside of him and Kanda was gone too, biting deep into the flesh of his lover's neck as he came all over both their stomachs, gasping out the four sounds that made up that all too amazing name and meant so much to him, even if he would never refer to it as more than 'something like love.' It was still his, and right now, he couldn't have been happier.
When Lavi gained control of his thoughts again, he wondered when his body had sunk down against the mattress. He cracked an eye open to see Yu's dark hair pooled on his chest, his lover breathing deeply. At some point during the past few minutes, Lavi's arms had slid around Yu's back, holding the other man's body against his own as they both basked in the afterglow.
He was comfortable like this. Maybe even... happy. Content was a proper word, to be sure. Lavi was warm beneath him, but not too hot, and his skin was so soft... Sure, between their stomachs was a bit sticky, but it didn't really bother him. He liked it here, like this. It made him happy. Yeah. That was the right word after all.
Once Lavi was able to breathe properly, he smiled and brushed the long hair away from Yu's face. "Hey..." Lavi said softly, stroking the silky hair beneath his fingers. He wasn't sure if Yu was still out of it as he had been, but if he was, he knew he needed to be brought back to awareness somehow.
A soft groan escaped Kanda at that, and his snap, while not holding its usual venom, was still there, “What?” He was comfortable and happy and dammit that didn't happen often, so leave him alone.
Lavi didn't expect him to snap like that; worried he'd done something wrong. "Y-Yu? What's wrong?" He dropped his arms from Yu's back and propped himself up on his elbows slightly, almost too lethargic to hold himself up, not wanting to jar his sleepy lover.
That just made him even snappier, “Lay back down like you were.”
Lavi's arms fell out from beneath him almost immediately, one hand coming up to wind itself in Yu's hair, still wondering if he did something wrong, slightly tense now.
“Hm,” a contented sound escaped him now, his body totally boneless, and he actually nuzzled into Lavi's chest slightly, shifting just enough to allow Lavi's rapidly softening cock to fall from inside him before curling up a little tighter, happy again.
Realizing that his companion just wanted to enjoy the moment, Lavi smiled and wrapped his arms back around the body on his chest, the tension gone again.
“...” the word, when it came, was slightly slurred, half as though Kanda thought it took too much effort to say and half as though it embarrassed him to say it, but he said it nonetheless, “... Better...”
"Mmhmm." Lavi agreed, tightening his grip on the smaller man just slightly before settling sleepily into the mattress.
Tired, Kanda just managed to reach up with one hand and gently tangle his fingers in Lavi's soft hair before falling asleep, so content and warm right now that there was no way he could fight it.
Lavi was right behind him, boneless still, and exhausted, but so warm and comfortable it was impossible to stay awake, his arms still around Yu as he slept.
He couldn't remember the last time he slept so well - Lavi was apparently the perfect pillow. And he slept deeply, too, for once without frown lines or worry marks covering his face like usual, content to just be in the here and now.
Lavi never slept as deeply as he did now; his training said he must always be alert, even while sleeping. But he'd screwed up so much of his training, his mind thought, why not go farther? Besides, the old man was gone for awhile. No one would know.
When Kanda finally awoke, his body was heavy, as though it still didn't want to move. And really, who was he to disobey his body at a moment like this? So he just checked to make sure Lavi was okay then went back to resting his head on that soft chest, content for now.
Lavi was slowly waking when he felt something move on his chest, which only sped up the process. He blinked his eyes open only a few minutes after Yu rested his head back on his chest, and smiled a few seconds after that. "Yu...? You awake?" He asked without moving, still too lethargic to.
“... Yeah.” The answer was slow and lazy, the sound drifting to Lavi's ears as a leaf drifted on the wind - far different from Kanda's usual delivery method of bullet through the brain.
"How d'ya feel?" Lavi wasn't quite sure where that question came from; maybe he just wanted to know if his lover felt as amazing as he did. Or maybe it was because of the little nagging voice that was sure he'd hurt the other man somehow and that he would regret it.
He had to think about that for a moment, to find the proper word, but after a bit of contemplative thought, he found it, “... Safe...”
Lavi's ears perked up at that; that wasn't the answer he was expecting. He felt his arms tighten around the other man ever so slightly, an easy smile on his face. "Yeah?"
“But don't let it get to your head,” his voice was still gentle though, so the threat his words carried wasn't nearly as heavy as it normally would be.
Gently playing with a few strands of hair close to his fingers, Lavi's smile widened. "I'll try not to, but it's going to be hard. I like knowing you feel safe with me."
The response was grunted, “Shut up.”
"Don't be like that, Yu." Lavi pouted, still playing with the other man's hair. "You do the same for me."
That confused him a little - he was still sleepy, “I do what...?”
Lavi shouldn't say it, shouldn't admit to it, but he did anyway. "Make me feel safe."
He couldn't help it; that made him smile. “Well...” he wasn't sure what to say here, so he went with his gut, “... good.”
"Come up here." Lavi ordered quietly, moving his arms down to his sides.
“I don't want to move,” was the petulant reply.
Sighing, Lavi wriggled slightly. "Please?"
A groan, now, “I can't come much farther up than I already am. What do you want?”
Lavi sighed, rolling his eyes slightly, then rolled to his side, keeping Yu in place with his arms. Shifting until they were nose-to-nose, Lavi smiled, "This." Bringing a hand up to cup Yu's cheek he leaned in and kissed him gently, happily.
Hm. This. As he gently opened his lips to his lover's probing tongue, Kanda decided that “this” was okay. It was warm... and soft, and tasted better than any soba he could ever hope to find. So it was definitely okay.
Sighing contentedly through the kiss, Lavi moved his arm down to Yu's waist, pulling him closer. This was the most... loving moment the two of them had ever shared. Lavi hesitated to use the word, but he had admitted it earlier, hadn't he? At any rate, he let himself forget his doubts; this was the first time they had ever done anything like this. Normally it was just sex, then they would fall asleep facing opposite directions, if they even slept together at all, and any kiss they shared was usually heated. This was a pleasant and welcome change.
He wasn't sure he liked it - or, rather, he wasn't sure he /should/ like it. But he did. It was nice, and he took a small bit of comfort from it... maybe the redhead wasn't so bad after all...
Pulling back to breathe, Lavi smiled again, just watching his lover's face.
He wasn't used to anyone having the gall to even look at him, much less stare, “... what?”
LAvi shrugged, smiling wider. "Nothing."
But... “You're staring.”
"Does it bother you that much?" Lavi asked, playing with his long hair again.
Did it? It was a little unsettling, but it didn't necessarily /bother/ him, “... No...”
That just made Lavi's smile grow wider. "Good. Cos I like lookin' at you."
“... Don't be so weird.”
"I'm not being weird! I'm allowed to like looking at you, aren't I?"
“... No.” Honestly, how much enjoyment could he get out of that anyway, “It's weird.”
Lavi scoffed and rested his forehead against Yu's, looking him dead in the eyes... er... eye, as it were. "It is not weird. I catch you looking at me all the time when you don't think I'm paying attention."
“I do not!” He did, really. He did it a lot. He couldn't explain it, but he was honestly and truly attracted to the man laying beside him, in more than just one way.
"Yes you do. In fact, the last time you did it was yesterday at 7:08 in the morning when I came to get breakfast. You were sitting in the far left corner and you were watching me almost the entire time I ate." Lavi grinned, knowing Yu couldn't back out of such specific details.
Shit... that was true, but... “You had egg on your face.”
Lavi laughed at that, bringing his other hand up to tap his lover's nose. "I had pancakes for breakfast yesterday."
… “So?”
"So, I didn't have egg on my face."
He was getting a little red now, and he didn't like it, “I don't see the point. Let's move on.”
Lavi could feel the heat rise in his lover's cheeks and he chuckled. "The point is, you weren't staring at me because I had egg on my face."
“Move. On.”
"Don't be so sharp, Yu, it's not a bad thing to look at people. Especially not the ones you're attracted to."
He wanted to deny that, wanted to spout out that he was never attracted to Lavi and never would be. But they would both know hat was a boldfaced lie and Kanda didn't feel like dealing with the teasing he would receive, so he just grunted instead, going the noncommittal route.
"You were being so open earlier, why are you shutting down on me now, hmm?" The hand that had been playing with his lover's hair was now stroking his back, wondering if maybe he was the only one who felt the way he did.
“I'm not saying things like that to you,” was the quick response. Kanda did feel that way, but after all, he was still Kanda; he wasn't going to be as open about it as Lavi was, “You already annoy me enough.”
Lavi sighed and his heart sank a little, but he didn't let it show. He rolled on to his back and didn't say anything else, his mind focused on how far he'd let himself slip and how to stop from slipping further.
A little sound escaped his throat; this wasn't what he had expected, “... Lavi...?”
"Hm?" Lavi responded, still sounding as chipper as he had before.
It hurt part of him to ask, but it hurt more of him that he did it, “... why did you move away?”
Lavi was smiling when he turned his head back to face Yu. "You said it was weird for me to stare."
That made him growl, but it was gentle, “That doesn't mean you roll over, idiot.” Wrapping his arm around Lavi's waist, he pulled, dragging the other exorcist back to where he was. This was where he belonged, dammit.
Lavi laughed, rolling easily back over to his side, "So, you do like having me so close to you."
Another noncommittal sound escaped him, but it leaned far more closer to something like yes, rather than something like no. He just let his head pillow on the other man's chest, thinking as he watched the rise and fall of his partner's steady breathing - it was good, seeing him like this. Safe, alive, free from pain... that was good too.
The expression on the normally-scowling Japanese man's face was nothing like Lavi had ever seen before. He looked... at peace. "What are you thinking about?"
“Hm...?” Kanda wasn't really focusing on Lavi's voice - no, he was listening to the sounds of his breathing, of how he breathed through his nose but out his mouth - he'd never noticed anyone else who did that before. Not that he ever really paid attention to anyone else, but that wasn't the point.
Lavi chuckled at his lover's out of character lapse in attention. "I asked what you were thinking about."
A soft, careless shrug followed once the question had finally been processed, but then after a moment, Kanda added, “Your chest...”
Lavi blinked and looked down at himself. "Huh? My chest?
Kanda just nodded - he wasn't going to explain himself unless forced to.
"Why're you thinking about that?"
Should he be truthful about it? With a small, gentle sigh, Kanda figured he might as well, anything else he could have come up with would have been just as bad, “... I was watching you breathe...”
Stroking his partner's back again, Lavi smiled. "And why were you doing that?"
“...” his voice was quiet, hesitant, unsure, and Kanda wondered why the hell he was even saying this, but he couldn't bring himself to stop, “Because... it shows you're alive...”
"Were you worried I'd died earlier or something?" Normally, Lavi would tease Yu about it, but now he was just curious, wondering what he really meant by what he was saying.
“Tch,” well, he didn't care how... caring they were being now; that was a stupid question, “No.”
"Then why the need to know I'm alive?"
That was a good question, actually, and one he really wasn't sure he knew the answer too, “... because.” So for now that was the best answer he could come up with, but only because romantic crap really wasn't his thing and it wasn't in Kanda Yu's nature to wax poetic about anyone.
"...hm. I should be the one making sure you're alive all the time." Sliding his hand from Yu's back to his chest, Lavi slowly traced the outline of the tattoo on his lover's chest; although it was currently not visible, Lavi had memorized its shape and size, so he knew exactly how to move his finger to do so.
That made him a little uncomfortable - he didn't particularly like his curse or anything that reminded him off it, but he didn't stop Lavi's fingers, “I'm fine.”
Lavi just smiled softly, his finger stopping and falling between them onto the bed. "I know."
“Good,” was the soft response. Laying here, so content like this, Kanda had forgotten about the bet made only a few hours before, happy to just be in the here and now.
Lavi sighed softly, his eye shifting it's focus to the ruined table, their clothes strewn everywhere, and realized they should probably clean up. Only, he was too tired and warm to want to move. "...what should we do now, Yu?" He asked instead, not about to disturb his lover who was being exceptionally cute at the moment.
Only one word popped into his hazy, content mind, and that was the word he spoke, “Stay.”
"Stay? In here, or like this?" Lavi asked, leaning closer to his lover for emphasis.
“... Like this...”
"You're not usually one to cuddle, Yu. And when you do, it's usually with your wall... or with Mugen." The last few words carried a hint of realization, and an even smaller hint of jealousy, not that Lavi would admit to being jealous of an inanimate object.
… He didn't /cuddle/ with Mugen. Mugen was too manly, and too sharp, to be cuddled with. He might... hold it protectively every once in a while, thought. Not that there was anything wrong with that... “Would you prefer we stop?”
"Of course not! I was just teasing." Lavi said sheepishly. "You do tend to cuddle with Mugen though. Especially on missions."
He did not, dammit! “I do not /cuddle/ Mugen.”
"Yes you do! You cuddle your sword more than me." Lavi pouted now, for dramatic effect, even though it was true.
“I do not,” was the definitive response. He didn't, that was a fact. He held it protectively, but that was it.
Lavi looked up, noticing the time. It'd been 7 hours since he won the bet; grinning slyly, he looked down at his lover. "You know... you still have 17 and a half hours you owe me."
That made him deadpan, shifting to look up at Lavi incredulously, “... what?”
"You heard me. I won you for 24 and a half hours; it's been 7. That leaves 17 and a half hours."
… Shit. “You're actually going to enforce that?” he hated the way his voice trembled slightly, but he did his best to keep it stoic. “Idiot rabbit.”
"Well, of course I am. You think making you my sexy Geisha was the only thing I had in mind for 24 and a half hours? I have a much bigger mind than that." Lavi was positively grinning now, mischievousness in his eyes.
He didn't want to know, but he hated being unprepared, “... Like what...?”
"Well, let's see..." Lavi leaned forward and slowly whispered each of his plans in Yu's ear, each one kinkier than the next, and as such, each one brought more heat to his lover's face.
By the time Lavi was finished, Kanda's whole upper body was red, from tinges of it in his chest, growing deeper up his neck, finally spilling into a deep crimson across his cheeks and ears - he knew Lavi was kinky, but he never knew his lover was /that/ kinky!? This was going to be a terrible seventeen hours... On one hand, that was.
On the other... well, the other hand was looking pretty damned good.