Lavi/Kanda 2 (Part Two)
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.
Grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of Yu’s neck, Lavi yanked up, growling, “Stop fucking moving.” Lavi held him still for a moment to make sure he would listen before letting go of his lover’s hair once again, working on looping his scarf around the smaller man’s wrists before tying it to the headboard.
Deciding that this definitely was much better than he ever could have hoped for, Kanda held still enough for Lavi to do what he wanted, but not completely still - after all, no matter how much he really wanted it, he still had some pride. Glaring at Lavi to keep up the pretense that this was anything /but/ what he wanted, Kanda kept his legs together and his demeanor unwelcoming, hoping to piss Lavi off even more.
The feeling of the scarf tied around his wrists was delicious; the fabric was soft, but Lavi was anything but kind when it came to how tightly the bright orange fabric bit into his wrists. Putting up a bit of a fight, he flipped Lavi off with quite some moxie as the redhead was tying his hands to the headboard, knowing any sign of disobedience was going to make that tone come out in Lavi's voice again, and right now he would do almost anything to hear it again.
“You’re asking me for this, aren’t you?” Smug now, certain his knot would hold and that Yu’s wrists were tied tightly, he moved back to study his lover’s body. All stretched out like this, it was hard not to just fuck him now and be done with it. But no, there were so many other things he had planned, he couldn’t just jump the gun. But it seemed as though his lover was deliberately trying to piss him off; normally he would resign himself to his fate and do what he was told because of his pride and honor, but this was different, and the lust in his lover’s dark eyes only fueled that thought.
Staring at his lover like he was clinically insane, Kanda snapped, “That's bull.” Just because he wanted it doesn't mean he wanted Lavi to know he wanted it and he was going to keep it that way. “You must be stupid.”
Dragging his fingers lightly along the underside of Yu’s cock, Lavi smirked. “Well, you’re already half hard again. So you must like what I’m doing to you; you have no other reason to be getting hard again.”
Shifting his hips out of Lavi's grasp, the black haired exorcist glared at him, “Just shut your damn mouth. I most certainly do not like this.”
“Then explain why you’re already getting hard again… I mean, you just came, normally it takes awhile for you to rise to the occasion again, unless I’m doing something you really like.” Smirking and definitely not put off by Yu’s biting words, Lavi encircled his cock again, stroking slowly, squeezing uncomfortably when his lover tried to get free.
A soft grunt of pain escaped him when he pulled just a little too hard against Lavi's restricting grip. Glaring death up at the other man, Kanda tried to free his wrists, jerking his knee up hard at the same time to try and hit Lavi in the face, “Let go of me.”
Ducking in time to avoid getting a black eye due to his companion’s foul temper, he just grinned. “I don’t want to and I don’t have to. Now, /stay still/.” Injecting a healthy dose of authority and dominance in his tone, he squeezed again for emphasis. “I get to do whatever I want with you, so stay still or your punishment will be worse.”
Grunting his unhappiness with the situation, Kanda nonetheless did settle down, at least momentarily. He was interested to see what Lavi was going to do next anyway, and delaying it wasn't going to sate his curiosity at all. So, with a put upon sigh, he just let his body relax, laying mostly still on the bed, waiting for Lavi's next move.
Smirking, he gave Yu a satisfactory pat on the thigh before sliding off the bed again, reaching for his headband, turning and slinging it over his lover’s eyes. “Leave it there.” He ordered, staying still to make sure the Japanese exorcist would obey before he turned to get a candle, lighting it quickly, settling down in a chair near the bed to wait for there to be a decent build up of wax before did anything.
Kanda didn't mind being blindfolded around Lavi, not really, anyway. He did trust the redheaded exorcist after all, so usually it wasn't a problem, but laying here, completely exposed and vulnerable on the bed while Lavi did /absolutely nothing/ was quickly starting to drive him insane. He wasn't even making any sounds, so Kanda had no idea where he was or what he could be doing and that frustrated him to no end.
Shifting to try to get a little more comfortable, he focused as hard as he could, trying so hard to pinpoint the location of his lover. But, when, after a few minutes had passed and he still hadn't heard a peep, he just had to say something. “Lavi...” trying to keep his voice devoid of anything but anger, snaps, “where the hell are you? If you left me here, I'm going to murder you.”
Chuckling, Lavi realized just how quiet he’d been; he actually hadn’t meant to, he was focusing on the wax, wanting there to be a good amount melted but not wanting to get any on the table. “Of course I haven’t left you, I would be a fool to leave you while you look like that.” Lavi purred, sitting in his chair still, waiting impatiently for the candle to be ready. Even though he hadn’t intended to, it thrilled him to know that he had made Yu nervous with the silence; even though he tried to mask it, Lavi could still tell he had been uncomfortable. It went along with his punishment rather well.
A grunt of displeasure was what escaped him next, he didn't particularly enjoy being objectified like some woman. “What the hell are you doing, then?” being rude always solved his problems, so he didn't see why it wouldn't do the same now.
“I’m sitting here, watching you.” Lavi wasn’t about to let on to what he was really doing, knowing for this to be as good as it could be, his lover would have to be completely clueless. Needless to say, he was happy the candle he chose didn’t have a smell. That would have given some of the surprise away.
“... Why?” The disdain in his voice was so obvious that an infant would have recognized it for what it was.
“Because you’re naked and tied to my bed.” Resisting the urge to add a childish ‘duh’ to the end of his sentence just to mess with Yu, Lavi finally decided the candle was ready. Picking it up, he carefully dripped a small bit of wax onto his finger to test the temperature. Grinning, deciding it was perfect, he stood up slowly, moving cautiously so his lover wouldn’t hear him coming.
Unsatisfied with that answer, Kanda opened his mouth to protest, “Give me a better answer, dumba-”
Before Yu could finish speaking, Lavi carefully dripped the was over one of his nipples, grinning as he watched it harden and the expression on Yu’s face change from annoyed to something rather different.
A shocked, startled gasp ripped the rest of that unkind word from his throat, his back arching hard at the sudden sharp shift in temperature. He actually, for once, had absolutely no idea what that was, other than the fact it was starting to pull at the skin around his nipple in a very pleasurable way. Eyes huge under the blindfold, he shuddered softly, shaking as he tried to figure out what just happened, “Wh-!? What the hell was that!?”
Grinning as he dripped more wax onto Yu’s other nipple, careful not to put out the flame or waste any wax, Lavi answered, “You’re smart, Yu. You tell me what it is.”
Fuck him, but he really did not know! Maybe under more normal circumstances he would be able to figure it out,but right now whatever it was was sending his body into shocking yet pleasurable spasms. Something about the way it pulled on his skin was perfect, and the warmth of it contrasted with the cool of his skin was very quickly making short work of his flaccid cock. He hated having to ask, but right now his brain just wouldn't function, and dammit he wanted to know what it was, “Answer me!”
Lavi chuckled, dripping more wax at strategic points on Yu’s body as he spoke, “Well, it’s hot, right?” He started dripping a light pattern around the right side of his lover’s stomach, speaking lazily, “And it starts out as liquid, more or less, then it gets hard.” Smirking more as he moved the trail downward over the other man’s hip, Lavi noticed that his lover’s body was reacting quite well to the sensation of the wax, if the state of his rapidly hardening cock was any indication. “So that means it’s probably…” Pausing for just a moment before he let the rest of the wax drip around the base of Yu’s cock, he smirked wider and he finished the sentence as the wax began to slowly harden, “wax.”
A genuine /yelp/ escaped him at that moment as the viscous liquid seeped around the base of his tender cock, his whole body jumping in shock. Unsure of what to do or how to do it, all Kanda could do for the moment was try to stop himself from writhing, and he was only half successful at that. He had no idea what it was that was making him react like this, but something about the wax play was and he could feel a flush of embarrassment starting to seep into his cheeks as the rest of his body turned red from arousal.
Pulling back for just a moment to allow the candle to produce some more wax, Lavi sat back to admire his work. Seeing how Yu practically writhed was all he needed to know that this was definitely a worthwhile punishment. “What’s wrong, Yu? You can’t sit still.” Grinning, he began trailing the wax down the Japanese exorcist’s thighs, slowly and deliberately, pausing every now and then so his companion never knew when it was coming.
It was all he could do to get the words out between panting breaths, but he did manage to get them out somehow, “I-'m not... fuc- … king... sittin-g... Baka...” Biting his lower lip hard to stifle the groan of pleasure growing in his throat, Kanda forced his body to obey him and stay still, even though it put him in almost pure agony to do so, the way Lavi was teasing him making him want friction against his cock so desperately it was about to make him beg.
Chuckling at Yu’s failed attempt to be a smart ass, Lavi slowly dragged a fingernail up his lover’s cock, grinning at how it made the other man shudder. “You know what I meant. Stop being such a smart ass.” Bringing the candle back up to his waist, Lavi grinned as he began teasing his fingers over the head of Yu’s dick, satisfied when he felt the precome slicking his fingers already. Staying
quiet and still, save for his fingers, Lavi let the sensations of the wax already on Yu’s body really sink in before tilting the candle once more, watching when it hit his shaft and dripped downward, his fingers never stopping.
“ !! Fuck!” The word was ripped from his lips, violent and explosive in it's nature, but oh so satisfying to Lavi's ears, Kanda would have been sure of it had he been thinking. Suddenly, there was no more holding himself back, there was nothing more he could do to try to calm the muscles of his body. Out of control now, he did writhe, thrashing from one side to the other at the strange and electric mix of sensations assaulting his cock, the scarf around his wrists digging in ever deeper as he tried desperately to get use of his hands.
After a few minutes, letting all the wax harden, Lavi blew out the candle and set it on his nightstand, his other hand still stroking Yu’s cock. Now, however, he dragged it down slowly through the wax, peeling it off carefully. With how much his lover was writhing, however, it was almost impossible. After a few minutes, Lavi had successfully gotten all the wax off his companion’s cock and he sat back, simply watching the scene in front of him unfold.
His cock was already aching with how hard he was. Kanda still couldn't figure out what the hell just happened, but his body was in a state of near panic at the sudden lack of friction against it. The tips of his fingers were stained an ugly purple, he'd struggled so much that the cloth had managed to cut off his circulation, but he didn't even realize it, he desperately just wanted Lavi to touch him again, panting as he tried to get it without begging, “L-lavi...”
Reaching up to loosen his scarf just slightly so Yu’s hands could get some blood flow, Lavi smirked, his fingers gently playing across his lover’s toned chest once he was finished with the scarf. “Yes, Yu?”
He tried very, very hard to put at least a trace of his usual snarl behind the order, but to his shame it came out with much more of a pleading tone then he would have liked, “Fuck me.”
Startled only scratched the surface of Lavi’s thoughts at hearing his lover, who never begged for anything, begging to be fucked by him. Relishing the power he had over Yu, power he normally never had, he simply pulled back and smirked. “I don’t really want to right now.” Which was a lie, of course. He’d like nothing more than to lift Yu’s legs over his shoulders and fuck him into the mattress, but that would come later.
He might have slipped up enough to beg that once, but damn him if the whimper that was in his throat was going to manifest itself into sound. Turning his head away with a grunt of disgust, he curled his body away from Lavi, trying to figure out what the hell he does now, forcing himself into a meditative breathing pattern so he could try to regain some control.
Amused, Lavi lay next to his lover, his arm snaking around his waist, fingers lightly brushing against his cock. “Don’t get so put-out, Yu, I didn’t say I wasn’t going to do anything.”
A muttered half-reply was all he got for his efforts, “Get off me.”
“Hmph. Fine then.” Rolling onto his back, shoulder to shoulder with Yu, Lavi began pumping his own straining erection. He knew that no matter how annoyed his lover may or may not be, there was no denying his body needed some sort of attention. So, when he couldn’t get it, Lavi knew he would come around eventually. Especially since Lavi was getting some. Grunting loudly on purpose, he made sure his companion knew exactly what it was he was doing, even with the blindfold.
Of /course/ he knew what the idiot boy next to him was doing. How often had he been woken from a perfectly good night's rest by the sound of labored breathing and heavy grunts? Usually he resolved that issue by hitting Lavi and moving farther away, but now he could do absolutely no such thing. For the first few minutes, he tried to ignore it and was marginally successful, but his cock would only tolerate that for so long. Finally, he shifted just a bit, rolling to his side just enough to rub his cock against the bedclothes, which he started to do as quietly as he could, biting his lip against the pleasure.
Having been watching for something exactly like that, Lavi immediately recognized what Yu was doing and he bit his lip to stifle a giggle; yes, a giggle, for he was far too amused to simply chuckle, Lavi turned to his side and yanked his lover back onto his back. “Ah, ah, none of that.” He chided, resting his hand painfully close to the other man’s groin.
A look of angry desire was quick to fly across Kanda's face - he needed something now, but he was NOT going to ask for it. Holding in all the whimpers and groans he so wanted to make, he didn't move an inch, forcing himself not to give Lavi the upper hand any more than he already has. Spitting out his acquiescence now, he stayed flat on his back just like his lover wanted, “Fine.”
“You know,” Lavi began, whispering, his lips just inches away from Yu’s ear, “you only have to ask…” Running a finger around the base of Yu’s cock for emphasis, Lavi smirked and kissed his neck, waiting for a reaction.
The response was quick and sharp, “I'm not asking you for that again!”
“Well good, because I wouldn’t give that to you. But, if you ask for something more likely…” Closing his fingers very lightly around Yu’s cock and stroking slowly, he simply waited for his lover’s body to give in.
Giving in was nothing something Kanda Yu did easily. In fact, giving in was something Kanda Yu did never and he was determined to keep up that track record. He did not want his idiot lover to see him in such a state and as such was going to try very hard to make sure he didn't, “I'm not asking you for anything.”
He truly hoped it didn’t have to come to this; he hoped that just once Yu would give in and give Lavi what he wanted, but as usual he wasn’t about to do something like that without necessity. “You are, because I’m ordering you to.” It wasn’t nearly as hot when it was forced, but it would have to do, Lavi supposed.
A low and vicious growl escaped him quickly as he lurched up, trying so hard to punch Lavi, only to be thwarted by the scarf still wrapped tightly around his slender wrists, “Fuck you!”
Sighing as one would sigh at a child, Lavi patted the top of his head lightly, “No, Yu, that is the opposite of what I want, you know that.”
If only Lavi could see it, the glare that Kanda was shooting him right now would have melted his last good eye straight out of its socket. As is, the foot that connected solidly with Lavi's rib was enough to signal exactly how he felt, “Don't be such a fucking smart ass!”
Luckily for Lavi, he’d seen that coming, and even though he wasn’t able to block it completely, he was at least able to cushion the blow. A soft ‘oof’ escaped his lips and he sighed again. “ I see I’ll have to tie your legs down, too.” Getting up and gathering the necessary tools, he caught each of Yu’s ankles and eventually tied them down too, keeping them as far apart as was comfortable. He
grinned when he was done, then remembered how nervous his lover had gotten when he thought he’d left. Turning with a satisfied grunt, he walked to the door, opened it loudly, then shut it, remaining silent, allowing the other man to believe that he was alone, blindfolded and tied to the bed. If this worked like Lavi thought it would, his lover would be at his mercy sooner rather than later.
Fuck... his groin was aching now, it felt like it was on pure fire. And suddenly having his legs tied down wasn't doing him any better. Why!? Why did he have to actually fucking /enjoy/ this!? He certainly didn't want to, and he certainly would never admit that he enjoyed it, but all the same... he did. And it infuriated him. At the same time it set his body on a raging course between fire and ice, and hell, it burned so good...
But he was unceremoniously jerked from him thoughts when he heard the door close loudly. Immediately trying to set up, jerking his head from side to side as though he could survey the room, Kanda's eyes went wide as he heard nothing but the absolute silence surrounding him. It didn't take panic long to set in at all and within moment he was scrubbing the side of his face against his shoulder, trying desperately to dislodge the blindfold - Lavi shared this room with Bookman, after all, and he did not want to be caught here like this.
Crouching down by the bed with a grin, Lavi watched as Yu tried to dislodge the makeshift blindfold. He knew he wouldn’t be able to, though, because Lavi was good at what he did. Allowing a crooked smirk to settle onto his features, he settled in and watched his lover squirm.
This was not good. This he did not like. This he would beat Lavi for the instant he got the chance. But he was not calling out for the redheaded exorcist again, it was not going to happen. He was going to free himself and then brutally rape Lavi for what he's been put though. After a while, he realized he had to give up on the blindfold because it was not going anywhere no matter how hard he tried, but he did have other things he could work on. Taking a moment to contemplate it, Kanda then tried to figure out how to free his hands, and after a moment set to it.
Pushing his hands closer to the headboard, Kanda got enough slack in the scarf to be able to start tugging at the knot holding it closed behind the headboard. Certain that if he could just get that free everything else would follow, Kanda set to it with a will, the only show of effort being the soft grunts escaping him every once in a while - untying a scarf that had your hands tied together while at the same time being attached to the headboard was never an easy thing to do, but he was determined to do it nonetheless.
Lavi really didn’t want Yu getting loose, and he knew he would if given enough time to do it. So, he needed another distraction. Sucking lightly at one of his fingers for a moment, his lips quirked up in a half smile; this would be amusing. For all Yu knew, he had left and hadn’t heard anyone else come back. So, as soon as he reached out and skimmed his saliva-soaked finger against the puckered ring of muscle between his lover’s legs, he knew he would get a rather interesting reaction.
Maybe if he tugged just a little bit more to the lef- suddenly, a shocked scream escaped Kanda's lips and he jerked hard toward the left side of the bed, trying desperately to get himself away from that finger, his body freaking out as he ripped hard as his bindings, wanting them off. He felt the overwhelming need to defend himself and he definitely could not do it in this rather compromising position.
Well, that was definitely not the reaction he expected. Gently stroking Yu’s thigh in what he hoped was a calming way, he softly shushed him, hoping to calm him down before he broke a wrist or his headboard (that would NOT be fun to explain to Bookman). He still didn’t want to give away his identity, although he knew his lover would probably figure it out anyway.
As it was with the wax, Kanda would have known who it was in a second, if he'd actually been in the mindset to really think. As is, he just wanted his freedom, panic welling in his chest as he still tried to free himself, snapping out, “Who the hell are you!?”
Lavi sighed, hearing the panic in Yu’s voice. He definitely did not want to continue with his lover panicked and nervous; that was no fun. Climbing up on the bed, he carefully wrapped his arms around Yu’s waist and rested his head on his chest. “It’s just me, Yu, calm down. Your heart is beating way faster than it should”
Confusion flitted across his face for a moment, before, “L- … Lavi!?” An angry sound escaping his lips, Kanda struggled to hit his idiot, asshole lover with something, “You fucking ass!”
Rolling his eyes Lavi remained still, secure in knowing he was safe while Yu was tied to the bed. “Calm down. Your hands are turning purple again.” He said simply, not moving from where he was, comfortable.
Somewhere in the back of his head, he had the thought that Lavi's weight and warmth on his body were really nice. And they were, but right now he didn't want really nice. He wanted violence. And his tone was evidence of that as he snapped, “And who's fault would that be!?”
Shrugging slightly, Lavi reached up to kiss Yu’s chest above his heart. “Well, mine, but I didn’t really think you’d freak out quite that badly.”
“What did you expect!?” Kanda was incredulous, how the hell did he expect him to react: pleasantly!?
Sighing, Lavi rolled half on top of Yu and kissed him lightly, careful of being bitten. “Well, now you know it was me. The point was to make you horny and needy… did it work?” Grinning, he tugged down on his headband, deciding his companion had been good enough to have his sight back. That, and Lavi could use that as his way of apologizing for freaking him out.
Yes, yes it really, really did, “No.” Shaking his head and blinking against the sudden light that invaded his senses, Kanda looked down the length of his body, regarding the other man resting there with an unreadable expression.
“Oh, but see, you’re lying again.” Lavi said simply, smiling and kissing his lover again, more forceful this time. He was getting rather tired of waiting and he wanted to move on to the night’s main event, but he had to get Yu back into the right mindset. This, he hoped, would do the trick.
A soft, startled moan escaped the Japanese man as Lavi's lips crashed into his, but he definitely liked it. He wanted, so badly, to tangle his long, thin fingers in that gorgeous mop of shocking red hair, but since, somehow, his hands were still stuck in place, he had to make due with clenching them into fists. Had he known he was playing right into Lavi's hand he'd be pissed, but as he was unaware of the fact that Lavi was trying to get him submissive, all he got from the delicious kiss was pleasure.
Moving to straddle the Japanese man’s thin hips, Lavi made sure he didn’t break the kiss, his tongue probing deeper into his lover’s as he shifted, his hands coming to rest on Yu’s wrists, slowly, unnoticeably untying them as he feverishly kisses Yu. Lavi was more than happy with the response he got and he continued to kiss his lover silly until he had completely untied his wrists.
Truth be told, Kanda had no idea at all that Lavi's hands were even above his head, much less on his wrists. So he just left them there once they were freed, his body flooded with warmth at the pressure of Lavi's lips on his, and he realized offhandedly that he would desperately like to wrap his legs around Lavi's waist as well, just as much as he wanted to tangle his fingers in that beautiful red hair. But even though he wanted those things, just having Lavi kiss him like this was enough, so he let his eyes slide closed as a soft moan escapes him, pressing his hips into Lavi's the best he can.
This was much, much better. Lavi was amused when, even after he had untied Yu’s hands, they remained still, as though they were still bound to the bed. Chuckling against Yu’s lips, Lavi slowly wrapped his fingers around one of his wrists, bringing it to rest over one of his shoulders, showing his companion that his hands were free without breaking the heated kiss to say so.
When he finally realized that Lavi was moving his hand, Kanda stuttered in the kiss, getting flustered and confused, the sound he made in time with all that giving it away. But, as his fingers skimmed over the soft red locks, suddenly Kanda realized that he could at least do one of the things he really wanted to.
His other hand flying up as though it was on fire, Kanda tangled both of them deep in Lavi's hair, moaning deeper as he clung to the thick, chunky strands, so happy to have this chance. He tilted his head back slightly and pressed his lips to Lavi's harder, but they were parted and his tongue posed no opposition, Kanda's unconscious way of showing Lavi that he wanted him to dominate this kiss.
Biting back the urge to moan when Yu fisted both hands in his hair, Lavi kissed him even deeper, his arms wrapping themselves around Yu’s shoulders, jerking backward until they were both sitting, Lavi’s arms around his lover’s shoulders, legs on either side of the Japanese man’s slim hips.
Kanda found this position a bit awkward - with the way his legs were still bound it put uncomfortable pressure on his hips, but it certainly wasn't enough that he was going to complain. Clinging desperately to his lover's hair, he opened himself up to Lavi completely, still rock hard and wanting, still desperate for domination and desperate to hide it, and above all, in something similar to love with this strange and idiotic boy. And the kiss... the kiss summed all that up brilliantly.
It was in this instant that Lavi realized he and Yu didn’t kiss nearly as much as they should. They certainly fucked enough, but that didn’t have to be intimate (although, for Yu, he knew it was. Yu definitely did not have random mindless sex). Kissing, though, that was intimate. And although Lavi wanted to focus on utterly dominating his lover, he couldn’t help but appreciate kissing him. Yu’s
lips were soft and warm, and his tongue was gentle against Lavi’s own. He wondered if he loved the stoic Japanese Exorcist, a feeling he would like to admit to, but probably couldn’t. So he decided to use kissing to convey the feelings he could never say. Well, ideally never, anyway.
Keeping the kiss just as deep and passionate as it was, Lavi forced himself to move slower, tracing his lovers lips lightly with his tongue before probing deeper into his mouth again, keeping it dominant without being so… forceful. He wanted to show Yu he loved him without having to say it.
'Something like love' was all he ever allowed himself to call it, but it was close enough. He did feel that way for the bumbling idiot he called Lavi, and he too had the thought that they didn't share kisses enough. He had noticed the change in the way Lavi was kissing him, and while he missed the pure dominance of the prior way, this method was good too...
Just let his lips part and let Lavi do what he wanted... that was a good recipe for both of them. He was pretty sure that Lavi felt 'something like love' for him too, and that contented him at the same time it repulsed him; it was dangerous and stupid and reckless, but it was so... good. And the good won out every time he thought about it. Leaving one hand tangled in his lover's hair, Kanda slowly drew the other one down that sensitive, pale back, tracing lazy shapes against the skin as he did, reveling in the feeling of his human in his arms.
Finally, needing to breathe deeper than the slight gasps he got as he kissed Yu, Lavi pulled back and smiled, his fingers carding gently through Yu’s hair. Leaning forward to nuzzle lightly against his lover’s neck, Lavi inhaled deeply, content for the moment to just hold Yu in his arms, granted the position for his companion couldn’t be very comfortable. Sighing, not really wanting to move, Lavi
pulled back and moved to untie Yu’s legs, ready to get on with the evening.
A soft groan escaped him when he was finally allowed to move his legs, but the nice thing was he didn't have to move them far. All he did was curl them around his lover in a gentle embrace, then tilt his head up and offer his lips to Lavi again, right now, really just wanting one more kiss.
Lavi smiled before he kissed Yu again, finding himself loving the close, gentle contact of their bodies and lips as they kissed again, softer this time, gentle. He didn’t have to be dominant all the time, just as long as his point had been made, which Lavi was fairly certain it had. It was with that thought that Lavi pulled his lover closer, one hand in his dark hair, the other curled around his back, content to embrace him for now.
Vaguely, in the back of his head, he knew his thoughts were becoming muddled and sloppy, which was bad, because his mouth was thinking of forming some words he knew he really, really did not want to say. But it seemed... that his lips and tongue really, really did want to say those words. He was struggling slightly within himself, trying to decide on what to do next, but the feeling of being with Lavi like this, dominated, but then gentled and held... it was... it was nice...
Maybe his ears were just messed up, but his voice sounded soft, docile almost, but a touch unsure, as though he wasn't sure what he was admitting to or if he should be admitting to anything at all, “... Like that...”
Lavi smiled, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. He nodded slightly, getting the gist of what the man in his arms was saying. “Me too.” Kissing Yu’s shoulder, he slowly trailed his lips to the base of his neck then upward, reaching his jaw before pulling back and kissing Yu’s lips again, quickly, before pulling back slightly to watch his lover’s face, wondering what he was thinking.
Kanda's head was resting on his own shoulder, almost as though he was too tired at the moment to hold it up. His eyes, though, were following Lavi's without a moments hesitation, trying to decide what he wanted to do next. Kissing him again was appealing, but his cock was screaming at him to stop being so stupid and get back to being the bottom - this was the perfect opportunity to get it without being obvious about it, after all. Then, he blinked a little, a confused look coming over his face as he spoke, words soft, “How'd... we get... here?”
“Dunno,” came Lavi’s lazy answer, his fingers brushing over Yu’s back lightly. “I think I was trying to make up for being a jerk and making you nervous.” Smiling self-deprecatingly, Lavi pulled back, shifting to untangle himself from his lover.
A small grunt was all he got in response to that as Kanda slowly laid back on the bed again, a small shiver crossing his body at the chill in the air. He did enjoy the softness he and Lavi sometimes shared, but right now he kind of wanted to get back to what they had been doing. He had thought that brutally topping Lavi would have been enough to get those needs out of his head, but having them addressed directly... that was even better.
“Mm-mmm, don’t lay down.” Lavi said, shaking his head slightly, standing up again. “I have other plans for you.” He said, his voice carrying more than just a hint of deviousness. Turning to shuffle through his personal things, he grinned to himself; he wasn’t quite sure how his lover would react to this, but he already had a punishment planned if his companion decided to reject this next idea.
Rolling onto his side a little, Kanda narrowed his eyes, still laying there, suspicious, “What are you doing...?”
“Finding your clothes.” Lavi responded as though it should be obvious what he’s doing. He found the sash of the kimono first, pulling it out and setting it to the side, grinning as he remembered exactly what it looked like. He was fairly certain his lover would try to strangle him, but this would be worth it.
“He did not like the sound of that. “I have my own clothes,” thank you very much. Whatever it was that Lavi was looking for, Kanda knew it would not be good for him.
“I know, but they’re not the right clothes.” Finally feeling the rich brocade fabric beneath his fingers, he smirked, pulling the brightly colored kimono from his bag. It was almost ridiculously short, but it was designed it be worn over a long dress. Lavi had decided to leave out the dress; this would be more than enough.
He had been watching Lavi search, and when he saw him whip out that kimono with a flourish, he suddenly knew what he had planned. “Oh, hell no!” scrambling back, Kanda pushed himself away from the offending female garment - he would not put that on under any circumstances.
Grinning like a fool, Lavi turned, the kimono still in his hands, “I’m afraid you don’t have much of a choice, Yu.” Lavi had bought the kimono awhile back on a whim; he knew the probability of getting his lover to wear it was slim, but now was the perfect opportunity and he was not about to let it slide.
“I do, and if you come near me with that damn thing I'll rip it into shreds,” he already had Mugen in his hands, ready to make good on that threat.
Lavi sighed heavily; he really hoped his lover was past all this. “Alright, I’m going to say it again very slowly. I won the bet. That means, you have to do what I want you to do, when I want you to do it, without complaint. Remember?” Cocking an eyebrow, Lavi stood where he was, letting that sink in before he attempted to get his lover in the kimono.
“He had almost forgotten about the damn bet. He'd been distracted. But now... shit. After a moment, Kanda stood, anger simmering deep in his eyes as he snatched the hideous garment from Lavi and took it behind the changing screen in the corner of the room - he'd put the damn thing on, but he wasn't going to let Lavi watch.
Lavi was more than happy to let Yu change in his own way, as long as he wore the kimono properly. He’d done some estimates, and as far as he could guess, the kimono would only come halfway down his thighs. Grinning, Lavi turned and re-sheathed Mugen, tucking it under the bed, hoping ‘out of sight, out of mind’ would work in this situation.
Staring at himself in the mirror, Kanda couldn't keep the disgust off his features - Lavi was wrong, the kimono didn't even cover the bottom crest of his ass, much less his thighs. He considered ripping the thing to shreds with his bare hands, but even as he sank his nails into a seam he knew he couldn't - a bet was a bet. With an angry sigh and a dirty look on his face, Kanda slowly stepped out from behind the screen, his fingers clenched in fists, wishing he could murder the man in front of him.
Lavi had to stifle a laugh when Yu finally emerged from behind the screen; the kimono barely covered him. “Looks like you’re a bit taller than I planned,” Lavi said, suppressing the laughter in his tone as he spoke. But still, the kimono looked damn good on him. With just a little bit of kohl around his eyes, he’d complete the look, but unfortunately Lavi didn’t keep that particular item in his room.
“You're a freak,” he tried so hard to stop the tinge of red from creeping into his cheeks, but it wasn't working very well: this was embarrassing! He was a man, for Christ's sake, not a fucking woman, and he shouldn't be in woman's clothing!
“No I’m not, it looks good on you. I have a wonderful taste for clothes.” Grinning, Lavi stood, holding the sash out to his lover. “Don’t forget this, Yu. I wouldn’t want your pretty kimono to fall off.” He was teasing and he knew it, but he really didn’t care at this point.
Yet again, the snapping came easy, “You're still a fucking freak. I am a man, in case you've forgotten.” And he wasn't really appreciating the breeze around his manhood either, it was chilly and uncomfortable.
“How could I forget that, Yu? I know you’re a man. That’s the point.” Grinning, Lavi pulled his lover closer, reaching for his scarf behind Yu’s back. He knew his companion would attempt to rip the garment off as soon as he could unless his hands were immobile.
Kanda stood still, trying to remind himself that he did need to fill at least parts of the bet made with his idiot lover, but his fists were still clenched into angry fists, “How the hell is that 'the point?'”
“It's hot.” Lavi said simply, tugging Yu’s hands behind him, tying them together swiftly and tightly, a smirk returning to his features.
“How the hell is it - Lavi!” Kanda tried to jerk away from the scarf tangled around his wrists, but it was to no avail - his lover was damned slick when he wanted to be. “What the hell are you doing!?”
“What do you think I’m doing, Yu?” He finished the knot and pulled back, smiling. Turning and dressing quickly, he kept his eye trained on his lover, knowing he would probably be kicked if Yu got the chance. Once he was dressed, he turned back around, smiling brightly “Alright now, lets go.”
His eyes went huge at that, “Go where!?”
“Lenalee’s room. I have to ask her for something.” Pushing lightly at the small of Yu’s back so he walked in front, Lavi deftly guided his lover to the door, opening it and practically shoving the other man into the hall.
“NO!” He was willing to do what Lavi wanted in the confines of the bedroom, but walking outside made all the agreements they had null and void. He absolutely /refused,/ “I am NOT leaving this room like this!”
Lavi smirked, holding Yu outside the door. “The rules were you have to do what I want, in my room or elsewhere. So let’s get going.” Pushing his lover forward, he guided the other man forward, walking slowly and keeping him from turning and running back to his room.
Kanda dug his heels into the floor hard, thrusting with all his weight back against Lavi, determined not to have anyone see him like this, because he didn't want to take the time to kill them, “No, Lavi!” He was not going to let this happen, no matter what.
"Yes, Yu. I need to go ask Lenalee for something, and you would rip your kimono up if I left you alone." Continuing to shove him down the hallway, Lavi was suddenly grateful that he was smart enough to have put his boots back on and leave his lover barefoot; Yu had absolutely no traction on the slick floor, rendering his attempts to escape useless.
Growling angrily, Kanda did anything he could to free himself from the grip Lavi had on him, “I will not! I couldn't anyway! I am not going with you!” He struggled hard, but in the position he was in, he didn't have many options - “Get your hands off me!” Thinking quickly, he tried to find some way to get Lavi to let him go, “I won't do anything to the damn kimono if I stay there alone!”
Shoving the slightly smaller man around a corner, Lavi grinned when he saw Krory and Miranda walking the other way down the hall. “Too late, Yu. We’re already out and you’ve already been seen. Besides, we’re almost there.” Acting as thought it was completely normal to be shoving his lover down the hallway while he wore a short kimono with his arms tied behind his back, Lavi greeted Miranda and Krory cheerfully as he walked by, dragging Yu along beside him, heading straight to Lenalee’s room.
Murder. That was literally the only option now. He was going to brutally, violently, painfully MURDER the man walking beside him. Maybe he'd rape him with Mugen's sharp end first, that could be a start. He could feel Miranda and Krory eyes staring at him as he and Lavi walked by and the sensation on the back of his neck just pissed him off more, so red now that it's even tinging the back of his ears, “Keep fucking walking!”
Hearing Miranda ‘eep’ softly and Krory’s heavy footsteps as they hurriedly shuffled off made Lavi sigh heavily. “You should be nicer to people, Yu.” He chided, finally reaching Lenalee’s door and knocking lightly. “Lenalee, it’s Lavi! Are you in?” He chirped, holding Yu still at his side.
Kanda kept trying to free himself, managing to step back just far enough to nail Lavi hard in the back of the knee with his heel as Lenalee opened the door, “Shut up, you fucker!”
“Er… hello, Lavi… Kanda-san.” Lenalee said awkwardly, eyes wide at seeing her friends in such an awkward situation. “…um, what’s going on?” She asked innocently, tilting her head to the side slightly; the kimono Kanda was in was about as long as the skirt she normally wore, which was admittedly not very long. She’d never seen him wear something so short; even his jackets were long.
Smiling despite his pain, Lavi bent his knee slightly, which made him wince as he answered. “Nothing really, Yu-chan just lost a bet. Do you have any kohl I could borrow?” He asked offhandedly, smiling still, surprised his lover didn’t knock him over with that kick.
“... Khol...? Why the hell do you ne-” growling in anger, Kanda kicked out at Lavi again, this time connecting solidly with the back of his /other/ knee, trying hard to rip his hands away from Lavi at the same time, “Go fuck yourself!”
Stumbling against the door, Lavi yanked back hard on Yu’s bound wrists, pulling him off balance as well. “Be /nice/ Yu… or I might suddenly realize I’m starving on the way back to my room.” He warned, knowing his lover would prefer to be seen by as few people as possible.
That gave Kanda reason to pause - being seen by three people was bad enough, but the mess would be /full/ right now. Realizing that no matter how mad he was at Lavi right now, hurting him was not worth that, so he slowly settled down, holding still and silent, but trying to kill Lavi with his glare, flexing his hands in their bindings.
Lenalee was still standing awkwardly in the door. “Um… what exactly is going on, Lavi?” She asked, wondering why Kanda-san was tied up, wearing a kimono and was apparently going to be wearing kohl in a few minutes as well.
“Like I said, Lenalee, Yu-chan just lost a bet. We’re just kidding around.” Lavi replied brightly, not about to discuss just how… carnal his encounters with Yu tended to be.
“Well… here you go, then.” She responded, offering the item Lavi had requested, finding the whole thing to be rather bizarre, especially her slight jealousy at how good Kanda’s legs looked in a skirt.
“Many thanks!” Lavi chirped, dragging his lover back down the hall at almost a jog.
It wasn't hard for Lavi to hear the curses Kanda was spitting at him, “Bastard. Motherfucker. Cocksucker. Asshole. Idiot.” The words came in an angry, vicious string, each one intended to slap Lavi in the face - Kanda had been horny and turned on earlier, but this little adventure had wiped all that away and now he was honestly and truly just pissed off, and he was going to make sure Lavi knew it.
All the insults his lover was throwing at him just bounced off Lavi as he smiled and replied, “I love you too, Yu.” This was far too exciting to let Yu ruin with just a few insults. Finally reaching his bedroom again, Lavi swung open the door, shoved his lover inside, and closed it, cheerful.
Cheerful could not be used to describe Kanda Yu at this moment. In fact, nothing close to cheerful could describe Kanda Yu at this moment. Not content, not happy, not relaxed... No, but words like homicidal, and violent, and pissed off beyond all belief... they worked, actually. And he took steps to prove them, in a very, very confrontational matter. Take away his hands? That didn't matter, he still had his feet. And his head. And he made use of them very, very quickly. Jerking back against the hold Lavi had on him, he waited for the idiot boy to pull him back and then charged into it, headbutting Lavi as hard as he could, then taking the opportunity to knee him in the groin, too, an angry look on his face as he did so.
Stumbling back and eventually falling backward onto his ass, Lavi took a moment to nurse his tender groin before looking up at his lover again, “That was uncalled for, don’t you think?” He asked, narrowing his eyes slightly. This was not what he wanted to be doing. He wanted Yu to comply with his wishes and be his wanton, horny little geisha. Headbutting and groin-kneeing were not actions that
reflected that. Standing; painfully, Lavi might add, he advanced on Yu, eyes dark, summoning the dominance in him. He kept advancing until the Japanese man’s back was to the wall, their chests practically touching. “You will stop being so goddamn violent, take your punishments, and do as I tell you. Understand?” He hissed, one of his hands fisted in the other man’s long hair, while his other hand
struck the wall at the side of Yu’s head for emphasis. This was his night, and he would not have it ruined.
That made the submissiveness inside Kanda flair up slightly, his cock responding to it immediately, but it was still overridden, at least for a moment, by his raging anger, “You ever, ever do something like that to me again, and what just happened will seem friendly.” There was rage burning in his eyes, brought there by embarrassment, and he was struggling hard to free his wrists, wanting to wrap them around Lavi's skinny little neck.
Lavi’s response was a feral grin. Moving his hand from the wall, he slowly traced Yu’s lips, the hand fisted in the Japanese man’s hair preventing him from leaning forward to bite the appendage. “The next time you open your mouth to speak, it will be when I give you permission to. If you don’t obey, the embarrassment you’re feeling now will be forgotten in comparison to what I could do. Understand?” The last word dripped from his lips cruelly as he tightened his grip in Yu’s hair past the point of being merely uncomfortable to the point where it hurt.
Normally a threat like that wouldn't phase Kanda in the least, but he knew it wouldn't be very hard for Lavi to carry it out, no matter how much he hurt the other man or struggled against him. Not to mention that the pain of his hair being pulled coupled with the tone of Lavi's voice was bringing his submissive wants to the surface again quite quickly, so for now he settled for the middle road, not speaking to answer his question, but not saying anything else rude or mean either, choosing to just glare death at his lover instead.
Cuffing his lover lightly on the back of his head, Lavi withdrew, smirking. “Good geisha.” He purred, watching Yu carefully, as if daring him to speak.
“You fucki-” jerking himself back in a physical reaction to forcing himself silent, Kanda's nostrils flared slightly as he watched Lavi, so annoyed that he didn't even have the words to express it in his head.
Clucking his tongue disapprovingly, Lavi shook his head. “See, I told you not to speak until I told you to. I don’t believe I told you you could speak, so it would appear as though I have to punish you. Again.” With the feral grin Lavi had on his face, he went and sat on his bed, beckoning his lover over.
Kanda just glared deeper at Lavi, wanting so badly to disobey, but he knew that with the state he was in that doing so wouldn't serve him at all. If he could get his hands free it would be a different story, but right now, no matter how hard he struggled, he still couldn't manage to do that. It pissed him off to no end, but more than that he had no desire to be pulled outside and shown off to people again, so after a few moments hesitation he did step forward, posture anything but welcoming as he approached Lavi.
“Stop.” Satisfied when his lover listened to him, Lavi smirked wider. “Come on, Yu, I know you can walk sexier than that. Go back to the door and try again.” Oh, this would be fun. And totally worth the violence he knew would come as soon as the rest of Yu’s time was up.
Kanda opened his mouth to refute that statement, but caught it just before he completed the first syllable of the first word. His hands clenched into bone breaking fists against his back, he forced himself to turn around, headed back to the door, but on his approach to Lavi again was no more welcoming than the first time.
Shaking his head and sighing, Lavi stopped Yu before he could reach the bed. “Still not good enough. Come on, Yu, you know what I want. Go back and try again.”
'Hate you, hate you I fucking hate you, I hope you die, I hope Mugen burns when I shove it up your ass and through your kidneys...' Kanda spewed vile thoughts as he repeated, for the third time, what Lavi wanted, and while envisioning killing the bastard slow and sweet, he managed to do a better job, even though his eyes were still trying to convey to Lavi how much he wanted him dead.
“That was marginally better, but you could at least look like you’re enjoying yourself.” Lavi quipped, really glad his lover’s hands were tied and Mugen was out of reach. “Do it again. I want you to look like you want me to fuck you, not like you want to kill me. That’s not much of a turn on for me, I’m afraid.”
'I'm not enjoying myself, and I am GOING to kill you,' Kanda's mind was not a kind place to be at the moment; in fact, it was more boiling lava and deep pits lined with serrated blades all set up just for Lavi. But, his actions still motivated by the urge to avoid pointless embarrassment, Kanda tried yet again, really having to force himself to do what Lavi wanted.
Lavi could still see the anger in Yu’s eyes as he walked back, slow and sensual, but that just turned him on even more. Seeing the anger dissipate into lust and pleasure would be worth the beating he would surely get later. “Good, geisha.” He purred again, hoping to get a rise out of his companion.
Wring his neck. He was going to wring the scrawny bastards pathetic little excuse for a neck until he couldn't breathe anymore, much less talk. But he didn't speak - he refused to give Lavi any more openings and was going to remain in control of himself, no matter what.
“You can talk for a minute, but you’re not allowed to swear or threaten me.” Lavi said, playing with Yu’s hair offhandedly, wondering what his lover would say given the restrictions he’d set on his speech.
Well, if he couldn't do that, he had nothing to say. So Kanda stayed mum, just watching his idiot partner, hands still clenched into fists behind him*
“Aww, come on Yu, you must have something to say.” Lavi teased, the fingers in Yu’s hair working up toward his scalp, playing with his hair pleasantly.
The answer was flat and blunt, “No.”
And here is the rest.
...Wear What?? Part Three
... Wear What? Part Four
Author: sull89
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Lavi/Kanda
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Oh, gawd... Porn. Lots of porn.
Summary: Kanda wishes, more than anything, that he hadn't made that bet...
Note: Co-written with wordsofrandom, who, in other terms, happens to be my fiancee.
Grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of Yu’s neck, Lavi yanked up, growling, “Stop fucking moving.” Lavi held him still for a moment to make sure he would listen before letting go of his lover’s hair once again, working on looping his scarf around the smaller man’s wrists before tying it to the headboard.
Deciding that this definitely was much better than he ever could have hoped for, Kanda held still enough for Lavi to do what he wanted, but not completely still - after all, no matter how much he really wanted it, he still had some pride. Glaring at Lavi to keep up the pretense that this was anything /but/ what he wanted, Kanda kept his legs together and his demeanor unwelcoming, hoping to piss Lavi off even more.
The feeling of the scarf tied around his wrists was delicious; the fabric was soft, but Lavi was anything but kind when it came to how tightly the bright orange fabric bit into his wrists. Putting up a bit of a fight, he flipped Lavi off with quite some moxie as the redhead was tying his hands to the headboard, knowing any sign of disobedience was going to make that tone come out in Lavi's voice again, and right now he would do almost anything to hear it again.
“You’re asking me for this, aren’t you?” Smug now, certain his knot would hold and that Yu’s wrists were tied tightly, he moved back to study his lover’s body. All stretched out like this, it was hard not to just fuck him now and be done with it. But no, there were so many other things he had planned, he couldn’t just jump the gun. But it seemed as though his lover was deliberately trying to piss him off; normally he would resign himself to his fate and do what he was told because of his pride and honor, but this was different, and the lust in his lover’s dark eyes only fueled that thought.
Staring at his lover like he was clinically insane, Kanda snapped, “That's bull.” Just because he wanted it doesn't mean he wanted Lavi to know he wanted it and he was going to keep it that way. “You must be stupid.”
Dragging his fingers lightly along the underside of Yu’s cock, Lavi smirked. “Well, you’re already half hard again. So you must like what I’m doing to you; you have no other reason to be getting hard again.”
Shifting his hips out of Lavi's grasp, the black haired exorcist glared at him, “Just shut your damn mouth. I most certainly do not like this.”
“Then explain why you’re already getting hard again… I mean, you just came, normally it takes awhile for you to rise to the occasion again, unless I’m doing something you really like.” Smirking and definitely not put off by Yu’s biting words, Lavi encircled his cock again, stroking slowly, squeezing uncomfortably when his lover tried to get free.
A soft grunt of pain escaped him when he pulled just a little too hard against Lavi's restricting grip. Glaring death up at the other man, Kanda tried to free his wrists, jerking his knee up hard at the same time to try and hit Lavi in the face, “Let go of me.”
Ducking in time to avoid getting a black eye due to his companion’s foul temper, he just grinned. “I don’t want to and I don’t have to. Now, /stay still/.” Injecting a healthy dose of authority and dominance in his tone, he squeezed again for emphasis. “I get to do whatever I want with you, so stay still or your punishment will be worse.”
Grunting his unhappiness with the situation, Kanda nonetheless did settle down, at least momentarily. He was interested to see what Lavi was going to do next anyway, and delaying it wasn't going to sate his curiosity at all. So, with a put upon sigh, he just let his body relax, laying mostly still on the bed, waiting for Lavi's next move.
Smirking, he gave Yu a satisfactory pat on the thigh before sliding off the bed again, reaching for his headband, turning and slinging it over his lover’s eyes. “Leave it there.” He ordered, staying still to make sure the Japanese exorcist would obey before he turned to get a candle, lighting it quickly, settling down in a chair near the bed to wait for there to be a decent build up of wax before did anything.
Kanda didn't mind being blindfolded around Lavi, not really, anyway. He did trust the redheaded exorcist after all, so usually it wasn't a problem, but laying here, completely exposed and vulnerable on the bed while Lavi did /absolutely nothing/ was quickly starting to drive him insane. He wasn't even making any sounds, so Kanda had no idea where he was or what he could be doing and that frustrated him to no end.
Shifting to try to get a little more comfortable, he focused as hard as he could, trying so hard to pinpoint the location of his lover. But, when, after a few minutes had passed and he still hadn't heard a peep, he just had to say something. “Lavi...” trying to keep his voice devoid of anything but anger, snaps, “where the hell are you? If you left me here, I'm going to murder you.”
Chuckling, Lavi realized just how quiet he’d been; he actually hadn’t meant to, he was focusing on the wax, wanting there to be a good amount melted but not wanting to get any on the table. “Of course I haven’t left you, I would be a fool to leave you while you look like that.” Lavi purred, sitting in his chair still, waiting impatiently for the candle to be ready. Even though he hadn’t intended to, it thrilled him to know that he had made Yu nervous with the silence; even though he tried to mask it, Lavi could still tell he had been uncomfortable. It went along with his punishment rather well.
A grunt of displeasure was what escaped him next, he didn't particularly enjoy being objectified like some woman. “What the hell are you doing, then?” being rude always solved his problems, so he didn't see why it wouldn't do the same now.
“I’m sitting here, watching you.” Lavi wasn’t about to let on to what he was really doing, knowing for this to be as good as it could be, his lover would have to be completely clueless. Needless to say, he was happy the candle he chose didn’t have a smell. That would have given some of the surprise away.
“... Why?” The disdain in his voice was so obvious that an infant would have recognized it for what it was.
“Because you’re naked and tied to my bed.” Resisting the urge to add a childish ‘duh’ to the end of his sentence just to mess with Yu, Lavi finally decided the candle was ready. Picking it up, he carefully dripped a small bit of wax onto his finger to test the temperature. Grinning, deciding it was perfect, he stood up slowly, moving cautiously so his lover wouldn’t hear him coming.
Unsatisfied with that answer, Kanda opened his mouth to protest, “Give me a better answer, dumba-”
Before Yu could finish speaking, Lavi carefully dripped the was over one of his nipples, grinning as he watched it harden and the expression on Yu’s face change from annoyed to something rather different.
A shocked, startled gasp ripped the rest of that unkind word from his throat, his back arching hard at the sudden sharp shift in temperature. He actually, for once, had absolutely no idea what that was, other than the fact it was starting to pull at the skin around his nipple in a very pleasurable way. Eyes huge under the blindfold, he shuddered softly, shaking as he tried to figure out what just happened, “Wh-!? What the hell was that!?”
Grinning as he dripped more wax onto Yu’s other nipple, careful not to put out the flame or waste any wax, Lavi answered, “You’re smart, Yu. You tell me what it is.”
Fuck him, but he really did not know! Maybe under more normal circumstances he would be able to figure it out,but right now whatever it was was sending his body into shocking yet pleasurable spasms. Something about the way it pulled on his skin was perfect, and the warmth of it contrasted with the cool of his skin was very quickly making short work of his flaccid cock. He hated having to ask, but right now his brain just wouldn't function, and dammit he wanted to know what it was, “Answer me!”
Lavi chuckled, dripping more wax at strategic points on Yu’s body as he spoke, “Well, it’s hot, right?” He started dripping a light pattern around the right side of his lover’s stomach, speaking lazily, “And it starts out as liquid, more or less, then it gets hard.” Smirking more as he moved the trail downward over the other man’s hip, Lavi noticed that his lover’s body was reacting quite well to the sensation of the wax, if the state of his rapidly hardening cock was any indication. “So that means it’s probably…” Pausing for just a moment before he let the rest of the wax drip around the base of Yu’s cock, he smirked wider and he finished the sentence as the wax began to slowly harden, “wax.”
A genuine /yelp/ escaped him at that moment as the viscous liquid seeped around the base of his tender cock, his whole body jumping in shock. Unsure of what to do or how to do it, all Kanda could do for the moment was try to stop himself from writhing, and he was only half successful at that. He had no idea what it was that was making him react like this, but something about the wax play was and he could feel a flush of embarrassment starting to seep into his cheeks as the rest of his body turned red from arousal.
Pulling back for just a moment to allow the candle to produce some more wax, Lavi sat back to admire his work. Seeing how Yu practically writhed was all he needed to know that this was definitely a worthwhile punishment. “What’s wrong, Yu? You can’t sit still.” Grinning, he began trailing the wax down the Japanese exorcist’s thighs, slowly and deliberately, pausing every now and then so his companion never knew when it was coming.
It was all he could do to get the words out between panting breaths, but he did manage to get them out somehow, “I-'m not... fuc- … king... sittin-g... Baka...” Biting his lower lip hard to stifle the groan of pleasure growing in his throat, Kanda forced his body to obey him and stay still, even though it put him in almost pure agony to do so, the way Lavi was teasing him making him want friction against his cock so desperately it was about to make him beg.
Chuckling at Yu’s failed attempt to be a smart ass, Lavi slowly dragged a fingernail up his lover’s cock, grinning at how it made the other man shudder. “You know what I meant. Stop being such a smart ass.” Bringing the candle back up to his waist, Lavi grinned as he began teasing his fingers over the head of Yu’s dick, satisfied when he felt the precome slicking his fingers already. Staying
quiet and still, save for his fingers, Lavi let the sensations of the wax already on Yu’s body really sink in before tilting the candle once more, watching when it hit his shaft and dripped downward, his fingers never stopping.
“ !! Fuck!” The word was ripped from his lips, violent and explosive in it's nature, but oh so satisfying to Lavi's ears, Kanda would have been sure of it had he been thinking. Suddenly, there was no more holding himself back, there was nothing more he could do to try to calm the muscles of his body. Out of control now, he did writhe, thrashing from one side to the other at the strange and electric mix of sensations assaulting his cock, the scarf around his wrists digging in ever deeper as he tried desperately to get use of his hands.
After a few minutes, letting all the wax harden, Lavi blew out the candle and set it on his nightstand, his other hand still stroking Yu’s cock. Now, however, he dragged it down slowly through the wax, peeling it off carefully. With how much his lover was writhing, however, it was almost impossible. After a few minutes, Lavi had successfully gotten all the wax off his companion’s cock and he sat back, simply watching the scene in front of him unfold.
His cock was already aching with how hard he was. Kanda still couldn't figure out what the hell just happened, but his body was in a state of near panic at the sudden lack of friction against it. The tips of his fingers were stained an ugly purple, he'd struggled so much that the cloth had managed to cut off his circulation, but he didn't even realize it, he desperately just wanted Lavi to touch him again, panting as he tried to get it without begging, “L-lavi...”
Reaching up to loosen his scarf just slightly so Yu’s hands could get some blood flow, Lavi smirked, his fingers gently playing across his lover’s toned chest once he was finished with the scarf. “Yes, Yu?”
He tried very, very hard to put at least a trace of his usual snarl behind the order, but to his shame it came out with much more of a pleading tone then he would have liked, “Fuck me.”
Startled only scratched the surface of Lavi’s thoughts at hearing his lover, who never begged for anything, begging to be fucked by him. Relishing the power he had over Yu, power he normally never had, he simply pulled back and smirked. “I don’t really want to right now.” Which was a lie, of course. He’d like nothing more than to lift Yu’s legs over his shoulders and fuck him into the mattress, but that would come later.
He might have slipped up enough to beg that once, but damn him if the whimper that was in his throat was going to manifest itself into sound. Turning his head away with a grunt of disgust, he curled his body away from Lavi, trying to figure out what the hell he does now, forcing himself into a meditative breathing pattern so he could try to regain some control.
Amused, Lavi lay next to his lover, his arm snaking around his waist, fingers lightly brushing against his cock. “Don’t get so put-out, Yu, I didn’t say I wasn’t going to do anything.”
A muttered half-reply was all he got for his efforts, “Get off me.”
“Hmph. Fine then.” Rolling onto his back, shoulder to shoulder with Yu, Lavi began pumping his own straining erection. He knew that no matter how annoyed his lover may or may not be, there was no denying his body needed some sort of attention. So, when he couldn’t get it, Lavi knew he would come around eventually. Especially since Lavi was getting some. Grunting loudly on purpose, he made sure his companion knew exactly what it was he was doing, even with the blindfold.
Of /course/ he knew what the idiot boy next to him was doing. How often had he been woken from a perfectly good night's rest by the sound of labored breathing and heavy grunts? Usually he resolved that issue by hitting Lavi and moving farther away, but now he could do absolutely no such thing. For the first few minutes, he tried to ignore it and was marginally successful, but his cock would only tolerate that for so long. Finally, he shifted just a bit, rolling to his side just enough to rub his cock against the bedclothes, which he started to do as quietly as he could, biting his lip against the pleasure.
Having been watching for something exactly like that, Lavi immediately recognized what Yu was doing and he bit his lip to stifle a giggle; yes, a giggle, for he was far too amused to simply chuckle, Lavi turned to his side and yanked his lover back onto his back. “Ah, ah, none of that.” He chided, resting his hand painfully close to the other man’s groin.
A look of angry desire was quick to fly across Kanda's face - he needed something now, but he was NOT going to ask for it. Holding in all the whimpers and groans he so wanted to make, he didn't move an inch, forcing himself not to give Lavi the upper hand any more than he already has. Spitting out his acquiescence now, he stayed flat on his back just like his lover wanted, “Fine.”
“You know,” Lavi began, whispering, his lips just inches away from Yu’s ear, “you only have to ask…” Running a finger around the base of Yu’s cock for emphasis, Lavi smirked and kissed his neck, waiting for a reaction.
The response was quick and sharp, “I'm not asking you for that again!”
“Well good, because I wouldn’t give that to you. But, if you ask for something more likely…” Closing his fingers very lightly around Yu’s cock and stroking slowly, he simply waited for his lover’s body to give in.
Giving in was nothing something Kanda Yu did easily. In fact, giving in was something Kanda Yu did never and he was determined to keep up that track record. He did not want his idiot lover to see him in such a state and as such was going to try very hard to make sure he didn't, “I'm not asking you for anything.”
He truly hoped it didn’t have to come to this; he hoped that just once Yu would give in and give Lavi what he wanted, but as usual he wasn’t about to do something like that without necessity. “You are, because I’m ordering you to.” It wasn’t nearly as hot when it was forced, but it would have to do, Lavi supposed.
A low and vicious growl escaped him quickly as he lurched up, trying so hard to punch Lavi, only to be thwarted by the scarf still wrapped tightly around his slender wrists, “Fuck you!”
Sighing as one would sigh at a child, Lavi patted the top of his head lightly, “No, Yu, that is the opposite of what I want, you know that.”
If only Lavi could see it, the glare that Kanda was shooting him right now would have melted his last good eye straight out of its socket. As is, the foot that connected solidly with Lavi's rib was enough to signal exactly how he felt, “Don't be such a fucking smart ass!”
Luckily for Lavi, he’d seen that coming, and even though he wasn’t able to block it completely, he was at least able to cushion the blow. A soft ‘oof’ escaped his lips and he sighed again. “ I see I’ll have to tie your legs down, too.” Getting up and gathering the necessary tools, he caught each of Yu’s ankles and eventually tied them down too, keeping them as far apart as was comfortable. He
grinned when he was done, then remembered how nervous his lover had gotten when he thought he’d left. Turning with a satisfied grunt, he walked to the door, opened it loudly, then shut it, remaining silent, allowing the other man to believe that he was alone, blindfolded and tied to the bed. If this worked like Lavi thought it would, his lover would be at his mercy sooner rather than later.
Fuck... his groin was aching now, it felt like it was on pure fire. And suddenly having his legs tied down wasn't doing him any better. Why!? Why did he have to actually fucking /enjoy/ this!? He certainly didn't want to, and he certainly would never admit that he enjoyed it, but all the same... he did. And it infuriated him. At the same time it set his body on a raging course between fire and ice, and hell, it burned so good...
But he was unceremoniously jerked from him thoughts when he heard the door close loudly. Immediately trying to set up, jerking his head from side to side as though he could survey the room, Kanda's eyes went wide as he heard nothing but the absolute silence surrounding him. It didn't take panic long to set in at all and within moment he was scrubbing the side of his face against his shoulder, trying desperately to dislodge the blindfold - Lavi shared this room with Bookman, after all, and he did not want to be caught here like this.
Crouching down by the bed with a grin, Lavi watched as Yu tried to dislodge the makeshift blindfold. He knew he wouldn’t be able to, though, because Lavi was good at what he did. Allowing a crooked smirk to settle onto his features, he settled in and watched his lover squirm.
This was not good. This he did not like. This he would beat Lavi for the instant he got the chance. But he was not calling out for the redheaded exorcist again, it was not going to happen. He was going to free himself and then brutally rape Lavi for what he's been put though. After a while, he realized he had to give up on the blindfold because it was not going anywhere no matter how hard he tried, but he did have other things he could work on. Taking a moment to contemplate it, Kanda then tried to figure out how to free his hands, and after a moment set to it.
Pushing his hands closer to the headboard, Kanda got enough slack in the scarf to be able to start tugging at the knot holding it closed behind the headboard. Certain that if he could just get that free everything else would follow, Kanda set to it with a will, the only show of effort being the soft grunts escaping him every once in a while - untying a scarf that had your hands tied together while at the same time being attached to the headboard was never an easy thing to do, but he was determined to do it nonetheless.
Lavi really didn’t want Yu getting loose, and he knew he would if given enough time to do it. So, he needed another distraction. Sucking lightly at one of his fingers for a moment, his lips quirked up in a half smile; this would be amusing. For all Yu knew, he had left and hadn’t heard anyone else come back. So, as soon as he reached out and skimmed his saliva-soaked finger against the puckered ring of muscle between his lover’s legs, he knew he would get a rather interesting reaction.
Maybe if he tugged just a little bit more to the lef- suddenly, a shocked scream escaped Kanda's lips and he jerked hard toward the left side of the bed, trying desperately to get himself away from that finger, his body freaking out as he ripped hard as his bindings, wanting them off. He felt the overwhelming need to defend himself and he definitely could not do it in this rather compromising position.
Well, that was definitely not the reaction he expected. Gently stroking Yu’s thigh in what he hoped was a calming way, he softly shushed him, hoping to calm him down before he broke a wrist or his headboard (that would NOT be fun to explain to Bookman). He still didn’t want to give away his identity, although he knew his lover would probably figure it out anyway.
As it was with the wax, Kanda would have known who it was in a second, if he'd actually been in the mindset to really think. As is, he just wanted his freedom, panic welling in his chest as he still tried to free himself, snapping out, “Who the hell are you!?”
Lavi sighed, hearing the panic in Yu’s voice. He definitely did not want to continue with his lover panicked and nervous; that was no fun. Climbing up on the bed, he carefully wrapped his arms around Yu’s waist and rested his head on his chest. “It’s just me, Yu, calm down. Your heart is beating way faster than it should”
Confusion flitted across his face for a moment, before, “L- … Lavi!?” An angry sound escaping his lips, Kanda struggled to hit his idiot, asshole lover with something, “You fucking ass!”
Rolling his eyes Lavi remained still, secure in knowing he was safe while Yu was tied to the bed. “Calm down. Your hands are turning purple again.” He said simply, not moving from where he was, comfortable.
Somewhere in the back of his head, he had the thought that Lavi's weight and warmth on his body were really nice. And they were, but right now he didn't want really nice. He wanted violence. And his tone was evidence of that as he snapped, “And who's fault would that be!?”
Shrugging slightly, Lavi reached up to kiss Yu’s chest above his heart. “Well, mine, but I didn’t really think you’d freak out quite that badly.”
“What did you expect!?” Kanda was incredulous, how the hell did he expect him to react: pleasantly!?
Sighing, Lavi rolled half on top of Yu and kissed him lightly, careful of being bitten. “Well, now you know it was me. The point was to make you horny and needy… did it work?” Grinning, he tugged down on his headband, deciding his companion had been good enough to have his sight back. That, and Lavi could use that as his way of apologizing for freaking him out.
Yes, yes it really, really did, “No.” Shaking his head and blinking against the sudden light that invaded his senses, Kanda looked down the length of his body, regarding the other man resting there with an unreadable expression.
“Oh, but see, you’re lying again.” Lavi said simply, smiling and kissing his lover again, more forceful this time. He was getting rather tired of waiting and he wanted to move on to the night’s main event, but he had to get Yu back into the right mindset. This, he hoped, would do the trick.
A soft, startled moan escaped the Japanese man as Lavi's lips crashed into his, but he definitely liked it. He wanted, so badly, to tangle his long, thin fingers in that gorgeous mop of shocking red hair, but since, somehow, his hands were still stuck in place, he had to make due with clenching them into fists. Had he known he was playing right into Lavi's hand he'd be pissed, but as he was unaware of the fact that Lavi was trying to get him submissive, all he got from the delicious kiss was pleasure.
Moving to straddle the Japanese man’s thin hips, Lavi made sure he didn’t break the kiss, his tongue probing deeper into his lover’s as he shifted, his hands coming to rest on Yu’s wrists, slowly, unnoticeably untying them as he feverishly kisses Yu. Lavi was more than happy with the response he got and he continued to kiss his lover silly until he had completely untied his wrists.
Truth be told, Kanda had no idea at all that Lavi's hands were even above his head, much less on his wrists. So he just left them there once they were freed, his body flooded with warmth at the pressure of Lavi's lips on his, and he realized offhandedly that he would desperately like to wrap his legs around Lavi's waist as well, just as much as he wanted to tangle his fingers in that beautiful red hair. But even though he wanted those things, just having Lavi kiss him like this was enough, so he let his eyes slide closed as a soft moan escapes him, pressing his hips into Lavi's the best he can.
This was much, much better. Lavi was amused when, even after he had untied Yu’s hands, they remained still, as though they were still bound to the bed. Chuckling against Yu’s lips, Lavi slowly wrapped his fingers around one of his wrists, bringing it to rest over one of his shoulders, showing his companion that his hands were free without breaking the heated kiss to say so.
When he finally realized that Lavi was moving his hand, Kanda stuttered in the kiss, getting flustered and confused, the sound he made in time with all that giving it away. But, as his fingers skimmed over the soft red locks, suddenly Kanda realized that he could at least do one of the things he really wanted to.
His other hand flying up as though it was on fire, Kanda tangled both of them deep in Lavi's hair, moaning deeper as he clung to the thick, chunky strands, so happy to have this chance. He tilted his head back slightly and pressed his lips to Lavi's harder, but they were parted and his tongue posed no opposition, Kanda's unconscious way of showing Lavi that he wanted him to dominate this kiss.
Biting back the urge to moan when Yu fisted both hands in his hair, Lavi kissed him even deeper, his arms wrapping themselves around Yu’s shoulders, jerking backward until they were both sitting, Lavi’s arms around his lover’s shoulders, legs on either side of the Japanese man’s slim hips.
Kanda found this position a bit awkward - with the way his legs were still bound it put uncomfortable pressure on his hips, but it certainly wasn't enough that he was going to complain. Clinging desperately to his lover's hair, he opened himself up to Lavi completely, still rock hard and wanting, still desperate for domination and desperate to hide it, and above all, in something similar to love with this strange and idiotic boy. And the kiss... the kiss summed all that up brilliantly.
It was in this instant that Lavi realized he and Yu didn’t kiss nearly as much as they should. They certainly fucked enough, but that didn’t have to be intimate (although, for Yu, he knew it was. Yu definitely did not have random mindless sex). Kissing, though, that was intimate. And although Lavi wanted to focus on utterly dominating his lover, he couldn’t help but appreciate kissing him. Yu’s
lips were soft and warm, and his tongue was gentle against Lavi’s own. He wondered if he loved the stoic Japanese Exorcist, a feeling he would like to admit to, but probably couldn’t. So he decided to use kissing to convey the feelings he could never say. Well, ideally never, anyway.
Keeping the kiss just as deep and passionate as it was, Lavi forced himself to move slower, tracing his lovers lips lightly with his tongue before probing deeper into his mouth again, keeping it dominant without being so… forceful. He wanted to show Yu he loved him without having to say it.
'Something like love' was all he ever allowed himself to call it, but it was close enough. He did feel that way for the bumbling idiot he called Lavi, and he too had the thought that they didn't share kisses enough. He had noticed the change in the way Lavi was kissing him, and while he missed the pure dominance of the prior way, this method was good too...
Just let his lips part and let Lavi do what he wanted... that was a good recipe for both of them. He was pretty sure that Lavi felt 'something like love' for him too, and that contented him at the same time it repulsed him; it was dangerous and stupid and reckless, but it was so... good. And the good won out every time he thought about it. Leaving one hand tangled in his lover's hair, Kanda slowly drew the other one down that sensitive, pale back, tracing lazy shapes against the skin as he did, reveling in the feeling of his human in his arms.
Finally, needing to breathe deeper than the slight gasps he got as he kissed Yu, Lavi pulled back and smiled, his fingers carding gently through Yu’s hair. Leaning forward to nuzzle lightly against his lover’s neck, Lavi inhaled deeply, content for the moment to just hold Yu in his arms, granted the position for his companion couldn’t be very comfortable. Sighing, not really wanting to move, Lavi
pulled back and moved to untie Yu’s legs, ready to get on with the evening.
A soft groan escaped him when he was finally allowed to move his legs, but the nice thing was he didn't have to move them far. All he did was curl them around his lover in a gentle embrace, then tilt his head up and offer his lips to Lavi again, right now, really just wanting one more kiss.
Lavi smiled before he kissed Yu again, finding himself loving the close, gentle contact of their bodies and lips as they kissed again, softer this time, gentle. He didn’t have to be dominant all the time, just as long as his point had been made, which Lavi was fairly certain it had. It was with that thought that Lavi pulled his lover closer, one hand in his dark hair, the other curled around his back, content to embrace him for now.
Vaguely, in the back of his head, he knew his thoughts were becoming muddled and sloppy, which was bad, because his mouth was thinking of forming some words he knew he really, really did not want to say. But it seemed... that his lips and tongue really, really did want to say those words. He was struggling slightly within himself, trying to decide on what to do next, but the feeling of being with Lavi like this, dominated, but then gentled and held... it was... it was nice...
Maybe his ears were just messed up, but his voice sounded soft, docile almost, but a touch unsure, as though he wasn't sure what he was admitting to or if he should be admitting to anything at all, “... Like that...”
Lavi smiled, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. He nodded slightly, getting the gist of what the man in his arms was saying. “Me too.” Kissing Yu’s shoulder, he slowly trailed his lips to the base of his neck then upward, reaching his jaw before pulling back and kissing Yu’s lips again, quickly, before pulling back slightly to watch his lover’s face, wondering what he was thinking.
Kanda's head was resting on his own shoulder, almost as though he was too tired at the moment to hold it up. His eyes, though, were following Lavi's without a moments hesitation, trying to decide what he wanted to do next. Kissing him again was appealing, but his cock was screaming at him to stop being so stupid and get back to being the bottom - this was the perfect opportunity to get it without being obvious about it, after all. Then, he blinked a little, a confused look coming over his face as he spoke, words soft, “How'd... we get... here?”
“Dunno,” came Lavi’s lazy answer, his fingers brushing over Yu’s back lightly. “I think I was trying to make up for being a jerk and making you nervous.” Smiling self-deprecatingly, Lavi pulled back, shifting to untangle himself from his lover.
A small grunt was all he got in response to that as Kanda slowly laid back on the bed again, a small shiver crossing his body at the chill in the air. He did enjoy the softness he and Lavi sometimes shared, but right now he kind of wanted to get back to what they had been doing. He had thought that brutally topping Lavi would have been enough to get those needs out of his head, but having them addressed directly... that was even better.
“Mm-mmm, don’t lay down.” Lavi said, shaking his head slightly, standing up again. “I have other plans for you.” He said, his voice carrying more than just a hint of deviousness. Turning to shuffle through his personal things, he grinned to himself; he wasn’t quite sure how his lover would react to this, but he already had a punishment planned if his companion decided to reject this next idea.
Rolling onto his side a little, Kanda narrowed his eyes, still laying there, suspicious, “What are you doing...?”
“Finding your clothes.” Lavi responded as though it should be obvious what he’s doing. He found the sash of the kimono first, pulling it out and setting it to the side, grinning as he remembered exactly what it looked like. He was fairly certain his lover would try to strangle him, but this would be worth it.
“He did not like the sound of that. “I have my own clothes,” thank you very much. Whatever it was that Lavi was looking for, Kanda knew it would not be good for him.
“I know, but they’re not the right clothes.” Finally feeling the rich brocade fabric beneath his fingers, he smirked, pulling the brightly colored kimono from his bag. It was almost ridiculously short, but it was designed it be worn over a long dress. Lavi had decided to leave out the dress; this would be more than enough.
He had been watching Lavi search, and when he saw him whip out that kimono with a flourish, he suddenly knew what he had planned. “Oh, hell no!” scrambling back, Kanda pushed himself away from the offending female garment - he would not put that on under any circumstances.
Grinning like a fool, Lavi turned, the kimono still in his hands, “I’m afraid you don’t have much of a choice, Yu.” Lavi had bought the kimono awhile back on a whim; he knew the probability of getting his lover to wear it was slim, but now was the perfect opportunity and he was not about to let it slide.
“I do, and if you come near me with that damn thing I'll rip it into shreds,” he already had Mugen in his hands, ready to make good on that threat.
Lavi sighed heavily; he really hoped his lover was past all this. “Alright, I’m going to say it again very slowly. I won the bet. That means, you have to do what I want you to do, when I want you to do it, without complaint. Remember?” Cocking an eyebrow, Lavi stood where he was, letting that sink in before he attempted to get his lover in the kimono.
“He had almost forgotten about the damn bet. He'd been distracted. But now... shit. After a moment, Kanda stood, anger simmering deep in his eyes as he snatched the hideous garment from Lavi and took it behind the changing screen in the corner of the room - he'd put the damn thing on, but he wasn't going to let Lavi watch.
Lavi was more than happy to let Yu change in his own way, as long as he wore the kimono properly. He’d done some estimates, and as far as he could guess, the kimono would only come halfway down his thighs. Grinning, Lavi turned and re-sheathed Mugen, tucking it under the bed, hoping ‘out of sight, out of mind’ would work in this situation.
Staring at himself in the mirror, Kanda couldn't keep the disgust off his features - Lavi was wrong, the kimono didn't even cover the bottom crest of his ass, much less his thighs. He considered ripping the thing to shreds with his bare hands, but even as he sank his nails into a seam he knew he couldn't - a bet was a bet. With an angry sigh and a dirty look on his face, Kanda slowly stepped out from behind the screen, his fingers clenched in fists, wishing he could murder the man in front of him.
Lavi had to stifle a laugh when Yu finally emerged from behind the screen; the kimono barely covered him. “Looks like you’re a bit taller than I planned,” Lavi said, suppressing the laughter in his tone as he spoke. But still, the kimono looked damn good on him. With just a little bit of kohl around his eyes, he’d complete the look, but unfortunately Lavi didn’t keep that particular item in his room.
“You're a freak,” he tried so hard to stop the tinge of red from creeping into his cheeks, but it wasn't working very well: this was embarrassing! He was a man, for Christ's sake, not a fucking woman, and he shouldn't be in woman's clothing!
“No I’m not, it looks good on you. I have a wonderful taste for clothes.” Grinning, Lavi stood, holding the sash out to his lover. “Don’t forget this, Yu. I wouldn’t want your pretty kimono to fall off.” He was teasing and he knew it, but he really didn’t care at this point.
Yet again, the snapping came easy, “You're still a fucking freak. I am a man, in case you've forgotten.” And he wasn't really appreciating the breeze around his manhood either, it was chilly and uncomfortable.
“How could I forget that, Yu? I know you’re a man. That’s the point.” Grinning, Lavi pulled his lover closer, reaching for his scarf behind Yu’s back. He knew his companion would attempt to rip the garment off as soon as he could unless his hands were immobile.
Kanda stood still, trying to remind himself that he did need to fill at least parts of the bet made with his idiot lover, but his fists were still clenched into angry fists, “How the hell is that 'the point?'”
“It's hot.” Lavi said simply, tugging Yu’s hands behind him, tying them together swiftly and tightly, a smirk returning to his features.
“How the hell is it - Lavi!” Kanda tried to jerk away from the scarf tangled around his wrists, but it was to no avail - his lover was damned slick when he wanted to be. “What the hell are you doing!?”
“What do you think I’m doing, Yu?” He finished the knot and pulled back, smiling. Turning and dressing quickly, he kept his eye trained on his lover, knowing he would probably be kicked if Yu got the chance. Once he was dressed, he turned back around, smiling brightly “Alright now, lets go.”
His eyes went huge at that, “Go where!?”
“Lenalee’s room. I have to ask her for something.” Pushing lightly at the small of Yu’s back so he walked in front, Lavi deftly guided his lover to the door, opening it and practically shoving the other man into the hall.
“NO!” He was willing to do what Lavi wanted in the confines of the bedroom, but walking outside made all the agreements they had null and void. He absolutely /refused,/ “I am NOT leaving this room like this!”
Lavi smirked, holding Yu outside the door. “The rules were you have to do what I want, in my room or elsewhere. So let’s get going.” Pushing his lover forward, he guided the other man forward, walking slowly and keeping him from turning and running back to his room.
Kanda dug his heels into the floor hard, thrusting with all his weight back against Lavi, determined not to have anyone see him like this, because he didn't want to take the time to kill them, “No, Lavi!” He was not going to let this happen, no matter what.
"Yes, Yu. I need to go ask Lenalee for something, and you would rip your kimono up if I left you alone." Continuing to shove him down the hallway, Lavi was suddenly grateful that he was smart enough to have put his boots back on and leave his lover barefoot; Yu had absolutely no traction on the slick floor, rendering his attempts to escape useless.
Growling angrily, Kanda did anything he could to free himself from the grip Lavi had on him, “I will not! I couldn't anyway! I am not going with you!” He struggled hard, but in the position he was in, he didn't have many options - “Get your hands off me!” Thinking quickly, he tried to find some way to get Lavi to let him go, “I won't do anything to the damn kimono if I stay there alone!”
Shoving the slightly smaller man around a corner, Lavi grinned when he saw Krory and Miranda walking the other way down the hall. “Too late, Yu. We’re already out and you’ve already been seen. Besides, we’re almost there.” Acting as thought it was completely normal to be shoving his lover down the hallway while he wore a short kimono with his arms tied behind his back, Lavi greeted Miranda and Krory cheerfully as he walked by, dragging Yu along beside him, heading straight to Lenalee’s room.
Murder. That was literally the only option now. He was going to brutally, violently, painfully MURDER the man walking beside him. Maybe he'd rape him with Mugen's sharp end first, that could be a start. He could feel Miranda and Krory eyes staring at him as he and Lavi walked by and the sensation on the back of his neck just pissed him off more, so red now that it's even tinging the back of his ears, “Keep fucking walking!”
Hearing Miranda ‘eep’ softly and Krory’s heavy footsteps as they hurriedly shuffled off made Lavi sigh heavily. “You should be nicer to people, Yu.” He chided, finally reaching Lenalee’s door and knocking lightly. “Lenalee, it’s Lavi! Are you in?” He chirped, holding Yu still at his side.
Kanda kept trying to free himself, managing to step back just far enough to nail Lavi hard in the back of the knee with his heel as Lenalee opened the door, “Shut up, you fucker!”
“Er… hello, Lavi… Kanda-san.” Lenalee said awkwardly, eyes wide at seeing her friends in such an awkward situation. “…um, what’s going on?” She asked innocently, tilting her head to the side slightly; the kimono Kanda was in was about as long as the skirt she normally wore, which was admittedly not very long. She’d never seen him wear something so short; even his jackets were long.
Smiling despite his pain, Lavi bent his knee slightly, which made him wince as he answered. “Nothing really, Yu-chan just lost a bet. Do you have any kohl I could borrow?” He asked offhandedly, smiling still, surprised his lover didn’t knock him over with that kick.
“... Khol...? Why the hell do you ne-” growling in anger, Kanda kicked out at Lavi again, this time connecting solidly with the back of his /other/ knee, trying hard to rip his hands away from Lavi at the same time, “Go fuck yourself!”
Stumbling against the door, Lavi yanked back hard on Yu’s bound wrists, pulling him off balance as well. “Be /nice/ Yu… or I might suddenly realize I’m starving on the way back to my room.” He warned, knowing his lover would prefer to be seen by as few people as possible.
That gave Kanda reason to pause - being seen by three people was bad enough, but the mess would be /full/ right now. Realizing that no matter how mad he was at Lavi right now, hurting him was not worth that, so he slowly settled down, holding still and silent, but trying to kill Lavi with his glare, flexing his hands in their bindings.
Lenalee was still standing awkwardly in the door. “Um… what exactly is going on, Lavi?” She asked, wondering why Kanda-san was tied up, wearing a kimono and was apparently going to be wearing kohl in a few minutes as well.
“Like I said, Lenalee, Yu-chan just lost a bet. We’re just kidding around.” Lavi replied brightly, not about to discuss just how… carnal his encounters with Yu tended to be.
“Well… here you go, then.” She responded, offering the item Lavi had requested, finding the whole thing to be rather bizarre, especially her slight jealousy at how good Kanda’s legs looked in a skirt.
“Many thanks!” Lavi chirped, dragging his lover back down the hall at almost a jog.
It wasn't hard for Lavi to hear the curses Kanda was spitting at him, “Bastard. Motherfucker. Cocksucker. Asshole. Idiot.” The words came in an angry, vicious string, each one intended to slap Lavi in the face - Kanda had been horny and turned on earlier, but this little adventure had wiped all that away and now he was honestly and truly just pissed off, and he was going to make sure Lavi knew it.
All the insults his lover was throwing at him just bounced off Lavi as he smiled and replied, “I love you too, Yu.” This was far too exciting to let Yu ruin with just a few insults. Finally reaching his bedroom again, Lavi swung open the door, shoved his lover inside, and closed it, cheerful.
Cheerful could not be used to describe Kanda Yu at this moment. In fact, nothing close to cheerful could describe Kanda Yu at this moment. Not content, not happy, not relaxed... No, but words like homicidal, and violent, and pissed off beyond all belief... they worked, actually. And he took steps to prove them, in a very, very confrontational matter. Take away his hands? That didn't matter, he still had his feet. And his head. And he made use of them very, very quickly. Jerking back against the hold Lavi had on him, he waited for the idiot boy to pull him back and then charged into it, headbutting Lavi as hard as he could, then taking the opportunity to knee him in the groin, too, an angry look on his face as he did so.
Stumbling back and eventually falling backward onto his ass, Lavi took a moment to nurse his tender groin before looking up at his lover again, “That was uncalled for, don’t you think?” He asked, narrowing his eyes slightly. This was not what he wanted to be doing. He wanted Yu to comply with his wishes and be his wanton, horny little geisha. Headbutting and groin-kneeing were not actions that
reflected that. Standing; painfully, Lavi might add, he advanced on Yu, eyes dark, summoning the dominance in him. He kept advancing until the Japanese man’s back was to the wall, their chests practically touching. “You will stop being so goddamn violent, take your punishments, and do as I tell you. Understand?” He hissed, one of his hands fisted in the other man’s long hair, while his other hand
struck the wall at the side of Yu’s head for emphasis. This was his night, and he would not have it ruined.
That made the submissiveness inside Kanda flair up slightly, his cock responding to it immediately, but it was still overridden, at least for a moment, by his raging anger, “You ever, ever do something like that to me again, and what just happened will seem friendly.” There was rage burning in his eyes, brought there by embarrassment, and he was struggling hard to free his wrists, wanting to wrap them around Lavi's skinny little neck.
Lavi’s response was a feral grin. Moving his hand from the wall, he slowly traced Yu’s lips, the hand fisted in the Japanese man’s hair preventing him from leaning forward to bite the appendage. “The next time you open your mouth to speak, it will be when I give you permission to. If you don’t obey, the embarrassment you’re feeling now will be forgotten in comparison to what I could do. Understand?” The last word dripped from his lips cruelly as he tightened his grip in Yu’s hair past the point of being merely uncomfortable to the point where it hurt.
Normally a threat like that wouldn't phase Kanda in the least, but he knew it wouldn't be very hard for Lavi to carry it out, no matter how much he hurt the other man or struggled against him. Not to mention that the pain of his hair being pulled coupled with the tone of Lavi's voice was bringing his submissive wants to the surface again quite quickly, so for now he settled for the middle road, not speaking to answer his question, but not saying anything else rude or mean either, choosing to just glare death at his lover instead.
Cuffing his lover lightly on the back of his head, Lavi withdrew, smirking. “Good geisha.” He purred, watching Yu carefully, as if daring him to speak.
“You fucki-” jerking himself back in a physical reaction to forcing himself silent, Kanda's nostrils flared slightly as he watched Lavi, so annoyed that he didn't even have the words to express it in his head.
Clucking his tongue disapprovingly, Lavi shook his head. “See, I told you not to speak until I told you to. I don’t believe I told you you could speak, so it would appear as though I have to punish you. Again.” With the feral grin Lavi had on his face, he went and sat on his bed, beckoning his lover over.
Kanda just glared deeper at Lavi, wanting so badly to disobey, but he knew that with the state he was in that doing so wouldn't serve him at all. If he could get his hands free it would be a different story, but right now, no matter how hard he struggled, he still couldn't manage to do that. It pissed him off to no end, but more than that he had no desire to be pulled outside and shown off to people again, so after a few moments hesitation he did step forward, posture anything but welcoming as he approached Lavi.
“Stop.” Satisfied when his lover listened to him, Lavi smirked wider. “Come on, Yu, I know you can walk sexier than that. Go back to the door and try again.” Oh, this would be fun. And totally worth the violence he knew would come as soon as the rest of Yu’s time was up.
Kanda opened his mouth to refute that statement, but caught it just before he completed the first syllable of the first word. His hands clenched into bone breaking fists against his back, he forced himself to turn around, headed back to the door, but on his approach to Lavi again was no more welcoming than the first time.
Shaking his head and sighing, Lavi stopped Yu before he could reach the bed. “Still not good enough. Come on, Yu, you know what I want. Go back and try again.”
'Hate you, hate you I fucking hate you, I hope you die, I hope Mugen burns when I shove it up your ass and through your kidneys...' Kanda spewed vile thoughts as he repeated, for the third time, what Lavi wanted, and while envisioning killing the bastard slow and sweet, he managed to do a better job, even though his eyes were still trying to convey to Lavi how much he wanted him dead.
“That was marginally better, but you could at least look like you’re enjoying yourself.” Lavi quipped, really glad his lover’s hands were tied and Mugen was out of reach. “Do it again. I want you to look like you want me to fuck you, not like you want to kill me. That’s not much of a turn on for me, I’m afraid.”
'I'm not enjoying myself, and I am GOING to kill you,' Kanda's mind was not a kind place to be at the moment; in fact, it was more boiling lava and deep pits lined with serrated blades all set up just for Lavi. But, his actions still motivated by the urge to avoid pointless embarrassment, Kanda tried yet again, really having to force himself to do what Lavi wanted.
Lavi could still see the anger in Yu’s eyes as he walked back, slow and sensual, but that just turned him on even more. Seeing the anger dissipate into lust and pleasure would be worth the beating he would surely get later. “Good, geisha.” He purred again, hoping to get a rise out of his companion.
Wring his neck. He was going to wring the scrawny bastards pathetic little excuse for a neck until he couldn't breathe anymore, much less talk. But he didn't speak - he refused to give Lavi any more openings and was going to remain in control of himself, no matter what.
“You can talk for a minute, but you’re not allowed to swear or threaten me.” Lavi said, playing with Yu’s hair offhandedly, wondering what his lover would say given the restrictions he’d set on his speech.
Well, if he couldn't do that, he had nothing to say. So Kanda stayed mum, just watching his idiot partner, hands still clenched into fists behind him*
“Aww, come on Yu, you must have something to say.” Lavi teased, the fingers in Yu’s hair working up toward his scalp, playing with his hair pleasantly.
The answer was flat and blunt, “No.”
And here is the rest.
...Wear What?? Part Three
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