Rando Pronz
Random KandaxAllen smut under the cut. Enjoy.
Allen moaned as a hand slid across his bare chest pinching and tugging at a nipple before a mouth replaced it and the hand continued its journey down. Flinching and bucking a little as the tongue pressed and lapped at his abused nipple Allen let out another deep moan as the hand finally, after all the teasing he had endured, grabbed his painfully hard member.
Clenching his jaw, teeth biting against the cloth tied around his mouth Allen twisted his head trying to adjust his blindfold so he could see exactly what was happening to him. He knew who it was. He knew why they were doing it. He knew what was going to happen.
He knew Kanda wanted him. He knew when he had made an offhand comment regarding his sexuality the Japanese teen had taken it as a challenge. He knew that he was going to be ravaged.
The mouth released his right nipple and went to nibble on his left a little while the hand stroked, tantalizingly slow up and down his hard shaft. He had been so close to coming so many times and he knew, knew Kanda was doing this just to torment him. He knew Kanda was hard as well, though, from how he had been rutting against his thigh earlier.
Kissing and licking a wet trail down his torso Kandas mouth made its way to hover over Allens erection, breathing heavily on it making it buck and twitch in anticipation, only to be disappointed when it went away with barely a lick, suck and popping noise when he was released.
Again he wished he could move his hands. He wouldn't have used them to get away or remove his blindfold and gag, he just wanted to touch the other boy. Tangle his fingers in the long silky hair. Tug and stroke at the hardness between his legs.
Allen swallowed thickly, realizing he was about to think his way to an orgasm and whimpered when he felt a slick finger at his entrance. Again he almost orgasmed when he wondered if Kanda actually had some real lube or was just using his own saliva. Breathing heavily through his nose Allen whimpered again, arching into him.
There were no excuses as to why or how Allen got so addicted to sex, it had just happened. Not that anyone was complaining. Especially Kanda at this moment. And there would probably be quite a few moments after this as well.
Dizzy with unreleased desire Allens teeth clenched around the gag again, surprised he hadn't bit it in two yet, when he felt Kandas hot, hard cock pressing against him. Allens eyelids fluttered behind the blindfold ss the dark-haired teen pushed inside him forcefully and Allen could feel loose strands of his hair falling against his chest.
Again wishing he was free Allen moaned, almost sobbing in desire when Kanda just stopped when he was fully inside. He wished he could say something, something that he could understand. He wanted to be able to tell him exactly what he wanted, exactly how he wanted it,and exactly what he could do to please Kanda more. Jerking his hips up and rolling his eyes back at the pleasantly painful sensation of Kandas cock in his ass.
"What do you want?" Kanda asked, finally speaking for the first time since he had woken up.
That's right. He had woken up like this after returning from a mission. After seeing Kanda in the hall with Lavi. He hadn't even been sure what they were doing, but it looked suggestive enough that he had quipped about it. Lavi had laughed him off and played it up while Kanda had just looked at him with smoldering eyes and said something that made Allen know he needed to be ready.
Drawing himself back to the present Allen made a muffled noise, trying to convey a 'please' as he tugged at his hands. Knowing what he wanted Kanda shoved against him roughly, pushing him back and knocking his head on the back of the bed. Doing it again almost put Allen to passing out but he reached back and broke one of the bonds making it possible to quickly slip out of the smaller boy and flip him over so he was on his knees.
Allen noticed his hands were still bound together and thought that Kanda must have been using two loops to hold him before all thoughts were pushed out of his head as Kanda began to thrust into him again. Moaning through the gag Allen whimpered garbled, mangled versions of Kandas name, ah's and oh's leaking out of his mouth to be drunk up by the boy above him.
Wincing slightly as his hair was grabbed and his head yanked back Allen didn't really protest, not that he could have, as his neck was bitten, the sensation shooting lightning straight down to his cock. It hurt. It felt good. He knew he was, well, not exactly going to regret this the day after, but he certainly would be standing up while eating his breakfast.
Vaguely he noted that he could now hear Kanda behind him, that his breathing had become louder, more erratic and he flinched in surprise as a cold hand came to wrap around him. He didn't really see the point for as soon as he felt the hand, not even moving, just laying there, that he was going to come. He was going to come and he couldn't help but want to take Kanda along for the ride.
Managing to control himself those first couple strokes he moved back, roughly meeting Kandas thrusts, clenching and unclenching his muscles sporadically and he could hear Kanda swear and tug at his cock and he knew he was over.
With a scream of pleasure half-muffled by the gag and the blindfold soaking up his tears of pain and pleasure and sated frustration Allen came, his white fluids adorning the rumpled sheets below him. As post-orgasm exhaustion and sensitivity began to settle around him in a haze he noticed he couldn't hear Kanda any more and wondered why that was until it it him.
Almost but not quite literally.
He heard one last shuddering breath before Kanda bucked into him and he felt a sudden, familiar liquid warmth begin to spread through him.
They lay like that a few more moments before Kanda got off of him, Allen shivering in not quite displeasure when Kandas now soft member slid out. Finally allowing himself to collapse Allen ignored the mess as he lay in the quickly cooling liquid.
Slowly moving his still bound hands to his face to try and move the blindfold he wasn't surprised when he was smacked, his face going forcefully into his pillow with a slight 'oof.'
"Not until I leave," was the growled order and the cursed boy could hear clothes rustling as Kanda got dressed, or so he assumed.
Rolling his eyes at the childishness of the response he didn't move again until he heard the door open and then click shut. Still he didn't move for a few more moments, making sure the other boy was gone.
Pushing up the blindfold he looked around the room, sighing when he realized he would have to clean up a little bit. A second later he noticed a piece of paper stabbed through one of the ornamental medieval pieces in his room.
Standing up with a slight wince, he was used to it, and not bothering to mess with the rest of his bonds yet(quietly amused with what might happen if someone randomly decided to come to his room) Allen shuffled over to the note, plucking it off the weapon before going back to lay on his bed.
Flipping it over Allen read it quickly and smiled. Tucking the note under his pillow Allen removed the cloths and re-arranged his blankets preparing to actually sleep.
He would need it while he could get it, and it didn't look like he would be getting much sleep in the future.
Kanda would see to that.
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End
Allen moaned as a hand slid across his bare chest pinching and tugging at a nipple before a mouth replaced it and the hand continued its journey down. Flinching and bucking a little as the tongue pressed and lapped at his abused nipple Allen let out another deep moan as the hand finally, after all the teasing he had endured, grabbed his painfully hard member.
Clenching his jaw, teeth biting against the cloth tied around his mouth Allen twisted his head trying to adjust his blindfold so he could see exactly what was happening to him. He knew who it was. He knew why they were doing it. He knew what was going to happen.
He knew Kanda wanted him. He knew when he had made an offhand comment regarding his sexuality the Japanese teen had taken it as a challenge. He knew that he was going to be ravaged.
The mouth released his right nipple and went to nibble on his left a little while the hand stroked, tantalizingly slow up and down his hard shaft. He had been so close to coming so many times and he knew, knew Kanda was doing this just to torment him. He knew Kanda was hard as well, though, from how he had been rutting against his thigh earlier.
Kissing and licking a wet trail down his torso Kandas mouth made its way to hover over Allens erection, breathing heavily on it making it buck and twitch in anticipation, only to be disappointed when it went away with barely a lick, suck and popping noise when he was released.
Again he wished he could move his hands. He wouldn't have used them to get away or remove his blindfold and gag, he just wanted to touch the other boy. Tangle his fingers in the long silky hair. Tug and stroke at the hardness between his legs.
Allen swallowed thickly, realizing he was about to think his way to an orgasm and whimpered when he felt a slick finger at his entrance. Again he almost orgasmed when he wondered if Kanda actually had some real lube or was just using his own saliva. Breathing heavily through his nose Allen whimpered again, arching into him.
There were no excuses as to why or how Allen got so addicted to sex, it had just happened. Not that anyone was complaining. Especially Kanda at this moment. And there would probably be quite a few moments after this as well.
Dizzy with unreleased desire Allens teeth clenched around the gag again, surprised he hadn't bit it in two yet, when he felt Kandas hot, hard cock pressing against him. Allens eyelids fluttered behind the blindfold ss the dark-haired teen pushed inside him forcefully and Allen could feel loose strands of his hair falling against his chest.
Again wishing he was free Allen moaned, almost sobbing in desire when Kanda just stopped when he was fully inside. He wished he could say something, something that he could understand. He wanted to be able to tell him exactly what he wanted, exactly how he wanted it,and exactly what he could do to please Kanda more. Jerking his hips up and rolling his eyes back at the pleasantly painful sensation of Kandas cock in his ass.
"What do you want?" Kanda asked, finally speaking for the first time since he had woken up.
That's right. He had woken up like this after returning from a mission. After seeing Kanda in the hall with Lavi. He hadn't even been sure what they were doing, but it looked suggestive enough that he had quipped about it. Lavi had laughed him off and played it up while Kanda had just looked at him with smoldering eyes and said something that made Allen know he needed to be ready.
Drawing himself back to the present Allen made a muffled noise, trying to convey a 'please' as he tugged at his hands. Knowing what he wanted Kanda shoved against him roughly, pushing him back and knocking his head on the back of the bed. Doing it again almost put Allen to passing out but he reached back and broke one of the bonds making it possible to quickly slip out of the smaller boy and flip him over so he was on his knees.
Allen noticed his hands were still bound together and thought that Kanda must have been using two loops to hold him before all thoughts were pushed out of his head as Kanda began to thrust into him again. Moaning through the gag Allen whimpered garbled, mangled versions of Kandas name, ah's and oh's leaking out of his mouth to be drunk up by the boy above him.
Wincing slightly as his hair was grabbed and his head yanked back Allen didn't really protest, not that he could have, as his neck was bitten, the sensation shooting lightning straight down to his cock. It hurt. It felt good. He knew he was, well, not exactly going to regret this the day after, but he certainly would be standing up while eating his breakfast.
Vaguely he noted that he could now hear Kanda behind him, that his breathing had become louder, more erratic and he flinched in surprise as a cold hand came to wrap around him. He didn't really see the point for as soon as he felt the hand, not even moving, just laying there, that he was going to come. He was going to come and he couldn't help but want to take Kanda along for the ride.
Managing to control himself those first couple strokes he moved back, roughly meeting Kandas thrusts, clenching and unclenching his muscles sporadically and he could hear Kanda swear and tug at his cock and he knew he was over.
With a scream of pleasure half-muffled by the gag and the blindfold soaking up his tears of pain and pleasure and sated frustration Allen came, his white fluids adorning the rumpled sheets below him. As post-orgasm exhaustion and sensitivity began to settle around him in a haze he noticed he couldn't hear Kanda any more and wondered why that was until it it him.
Almost but not quite literally.
He heard one last shuddering breath before Kanda bucked into him and he felt a sudden, familiar liquid warmth begin to spread through him.
They lay like that a few more moments before Kanda got off of him, Allen shivering in not quite displeasure when Kandas now soft member slid out. Finally allowing himself to collapse Allen ignored the mess as he lay in the quickly cooling liquid.
Slowly moving his still bound hands to his face to try and move the blindfold he wasn't surprised when he was smacked, his face going forcefully into his pillow with a slight 'oof.'
"Not until I leave," was the growled order and the cursed boy could hear clothes rustling as Kanda got dressed, or so he assumed.
Rolling his eyes at the childishness of the response he didn't move again until he heard the door open and then click shut. Still he didn't move for a few more moments, making sure the other boy was gone.
Pushing up the blindfold he looked around the room, sighing when he realized he would have to clean up a little bit. A second later he noticed a piece of paper stabbed through one of the ornamental medieval pieces in his room.
Standing up with a slight wince, he was used to it, and not bothering to mess with the rest of his bonds yet(quietly amused with what might happen if someone randomly decided to come to his room) Allen shuffled over to the note, plucking it off the weapon before going back to lay on his bed.
Flipping it over Allen read it quickly and smiled. Tucking the note under his pillow Allen removed the cloths and re-arranged his blankets preparing to actually sleep.
He would need it while he could get it, and it didn't look like he would be getting much sleep in the future.
Kanda would see to that.
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End