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Distant
Longing
„--avi…“
Lavi was dead tired. Komui had sent Allen,
Linali and Kanda on a mission far away from Headquarters to get rid of a bunch
of Level-2-Akuma, while he had been ordered to stay on standby until further
orders were issued. The old panda had gladly taken the opportunity to make him
slave away in the Order’s well-assorted library under the pretense that he
needed to work on his records.
“Lavi…”
Sure, his records were not perfect but he
still detested having to stay at HQ while Yuu and the others got all the fun.
Kanda had seemed pretty eager to slaughter some Akuma when he had bid them
goodbye…
He quickly shook his head to prevent his
thoughts from going down that dangerous path.
“LAVI!”
Lavi’s overworked brain easily analyzed the
tone of voice and identified the speaker. It decoded the word to actually mean:
Get your ass here this instant. I’ll kill you, right now!
“LAVI,” the echo roared through the
hallways.
That sounded vaguely like Yuu, he mused tiredly. Nah, can’t be. Komui mentioned that they still
needed a week to finish the mission. Must be my tired brain playing tricks on
me. Another week cooped up in here without a mission in sight and I’ll go
crazy. Another week without -
Right in this moment the massive doors to
the library were pushed open by a certain hot tempered exorcist. The walls
shook with the force of the doors’ impact. Kanda stormed in like a blur of
black and white, his long hair not in its customary braid and his hair in total
disarray.
“L-A-V-I,” Kanda was a little out of breath
but his eyes were blazing with fury, “you were in my room.”
Lavi instantly paled. U-oh… this can’t
be good.
It suddenly seemed like the room’s
temperature had dropped a few degrees.
The other users of the library - three absolutely
frightened finders - had huddled together behind a desk and were anxiously
waiting for a chance to escape. Nobody in their right mind would want to
witness one of Kanda’s more spectacular fights with the future bookman.
Lavi had frozen in his position on the
ladder. He had been about to get some books he needed for research and was now
in a vulnerable position about two meters above the ground.
Kanda was advancing with purposeful steps,
brandishing Mugen that gleamed in the library’s light.
Lavi had nowhere to go.
Kanda reached the foot of the ladder and
was now looking up at him with bloody murder screaming from the expression on
his face.
Lavi frenetically thought for something -
anything - he could say in his defense.
The only thing he could come up with was: I
was just making sure your lotus didn’t need to be watered.
Knowing that this statement would only get
him killed faster, he decided to go with the truth or at least the safe version
of the truth. He smiled ruefully and bent down to the seething Kanda.
“I’m sorry, Yu-- eh Kanda. I couldn’t
sleep.“ Without you here.
That seemed to make Kanda actually pause
for a moment. Lavi had spent more than a few nights in his room before, to be
true.
“Come. Down. Here,” Kanda squeezed through
his still gritted teeth, “Now.”
Lavi prayed to any gods that might be
willing to listen, that this wouldn’t end in his early demise.
Reluctantly he began to climb down.
The finders chose that moment to make their
escape and inched towards the open doors. As soon as they had left the room,
one of them turned back to hurriedly pull the heavy doors closed behind them,
praying that those crazy exorcists wouldn’t wreck too many of the books.
Kanda had moved back a little - enough to
let Lavi step down from the ladder - and had watched the finders’ retreat.
He pointed Mugen at Lavi’s chest and said:
“I might - just maybe - think about killing you right now if you explained why
you were in my room. Why you obviously used my bed,” the red hairs he had found on
his pillow had been telling, “and why you left stuff on my nightstand.” Kanda
stumbled a little over the word ‘stuff’ and made a vague gesture with his hand.
I’m so doomed right now. How could I
forget to take THAT back with me… He had left Kanda’s
quarters in a hurry this morning, not even taking the time to make the bed,
because he had been late to meet Bookman. He had only gotten two hours of
sleep, not nearly enough to make a difference for the nights he had had to spend
in the library.
Blood rushed to Lavi’s face making him
blush brilliantly as he thought about the previous night. He couldn’t possibly
tell Kanda what exactly had taken place in his room at that time. That would
mean facing the emotions that had held his heart in a strong grip for some time
now. It was more than embarrassing.
“You’re blushing,” Kanda commented darkly.
He already had a pretty good idea what Lavi had done. He moved Mugen to let its
tip point directly at Lavi’s nervously bobbing Adam’s apple.
He kept telling himself that he was angry
at the redhead’s perverseness but in truth that wasn’t the only reason for his
anger. While the mission and the fight with the 2nd-levels had been
exhilarating, it had been a little strange to fight without the usual rivalry
that he shared with Lavi. He had not even needed to keep count on how many
Akuma he slayed.
Maybe he had even missed the bumbling
redhead a little.
“Tell me,” Kanda prodded.
Lavi sighed and tried not to concentrate on
the sharp blade pointed at his throat.
“Ok, I will tell you. Although you must
have figured it out already. The lube and the dildo should have told you,” Lavi
forced himself to say. Maybe he could play it down to his libido going bonkers.
As usual Kanda was a little overwhelmed by Lavi’s
bluntness but he would not be shaken off this easily. He had noticed long ago
that Lavi tried to evade every talk that would focus on something personal.
Perhaps he was more hopeful to find a
deeper meaning behind Lavi’s actions than he had even admitted to himself. He
actually wanted to know what Lavi had been doing in his bed. And for some crazy
reason he could not quite understand yet, he also needed to know why Lavi had
done it. Masturbating in his bed when he had been away. The very same bed that
they had shared more times than he would have liked at first. There had to be a
reason why Lavi chose to come back to his room where they had roughhoused and
where they had had awkward sex for the first time.
“I can imagine. But I would like to hear it
from you,” Kanda said mercilessly with Mugen not wavering an inch.
“Yuuuu~,” Lavi thought that pleading with
Kanda might still save him.
Kanda did not even deign that with an
answer. He just shifted Mugen to press into the soft flesh of Lavi’s throat.
Lavi swallowed dryly. He was actually
becoming a little annoyed with Kanda’s unrelenting behavior. But he could not
escape with Mugen still pinning him in place. It looked like Kanda wanted to be
stubborn about the whole affair. And Lavi knew just as well that there was no
way he could outlast Kanda’s stubbornness when he seemed that fixated on
something.
Resignedly he fixed his eye on Kanda and said
in a small voice: “Don’t laugh, Yuu. I think, I just missed you too much. It
was hard to stay behind and simply wait for you to return,” ambivalent emotions
were playing on Lavi’s face, “Does that answer your questions?”
Instead of an answer Kanda slid Mugen back
into its sheath and leaned in towards Lavi.
“Still want the details, Yuu?” Lavi asked
with a lopsided smile. His nerves were pretty much frayed after all of this.
“Maybe later, baka,” Kanda replied gruffly
and closed the rest of the distance between them to kiss Lavi.
Finally Lavi felt some of the tension leave
him that had been with him for the whole time since Kanda had left. He had
never really noticed how wound up he had become.
Hungrily he kissed back for once not really
caring to mask his need.
Kanda was surprised by the urgency behind
Lavi’s kiss but took it in stride. This was different from the adrenaline high
after a fight that had been a close call; this was more of a confession.
The simple kiss soon became an open-mouthed
manifestation of need.
Lavi pressed Kanda against the bookshelf
behind him and plundered the willing swordsman’s mouth with his tongue.
The more heated their tongue-play became,
the closer their bodies pressed against each other. The passing onlooker might
have thought that they were taking the phrase ‘to eat each other up’ a little
too literally.
Stray hands started roaming and skin was
flushing under the mounting stimulation.
Arousal could be tasted in the air between
them.
Lavi’s hands found their way into Kanda’s
long hair. He clutched at its thick strands.
“You’re not wearing it braided today?” Lavi
asked breathlessly while his hands continued to muss the fine, deep black hair.
“I was,” Kanda answered with a nip at
Lavi’s lip, “but I wanted to take a bath when I came back. You ruined that
though with the mess you left my room in.”
“I’m sorry for that?” the redhead offered
in return.
“Che, I don’t believe you.”
Lavi had to grin a little as he slipped one
of his hands under Kanda’s loosened shirt. His clever hand found Kanda’s nipple
and squeezed it gently between his middle finger and thumb. That got Kanda’s
attention.
Lavi ‘s grin widened. “I could make it up
to you, I guess.”
Interest flashed in Kanda’s dark eyes when
he noticed Lavi’s other hand slowly inching toward his crotch.
“Hmm, I want to see you try,” Kanda
accepted huskily.
Lavi brushed his hand over Kanda’s other
nipple in goodbye and knelt down in front of Kanda with both hands starting to
work on Kanda’s belt.
Anticipation was coursing through Kanda’s
veins. It beat the familiar rush that came with a battle.
Kanda threaded his hands through Lavi’s
hair and made to remove his headband.
Lavi looked up at him with approval and
busied himself with the fasteners of Kanda’s pants.
Kanda hesitated a little to remove the eye
patch as well, but then thought nothing of it and pulled it off together with
the headband.
Lavi’s hands stopped their work for a short
moment before they continued.
“Greedy,” he commented wryly.
Kanda’s mouth twitched upward a little and
he watched Lavi’s green eyes fix themselves on the obvious bulge that was
tenting his underwear. By now Lavi had finished and pulled Kanda’s pants down
to pool at his feet.
He leaned closer to rub his nose against
the fabric of Kanda’s shorts. Kanda gasped softly.
“It’s good that you’re back,” he mouthed
against the enclosed hardness.
Kanda was a little perplexed but it
actually felt good for him, too. And it was not only because they were doing
this now.
Then Lavi captured Kanda’s eyes with his
own as if to make sure that he was paying attention and started mouthing and
licking at Kanda’s still covered erection.
A shudder crawled along Kanda’s spine and
his length gave an appreciative throb.
“Ugh…,” was all that Kanda could say.
“Mhm,” answered Lavi and started pulling
down Kanda’s underwear without ever really stopping what he had started.
When he had uncovered his prize he gave it
a quick stroke with his hand and a teasing lick from the base all the way to
the tip.
Kanda looked more flushed now and was
definitely sweating a bit.
Lavi hummed again and began to pay some
extra attention to Kanda’s balls while keeping up slow strokes with his hand.
It had not been this easy in the beginning
of their more intimate relationship but after a few more fumbling and awkward
attempts at oral sex, they had found out what the other liked more or less.
Kanda’s arousal was building up steadily
and milky fluid was making Lavi’s strokes easier.
When Lavi had enough of playing around, he
proceeded to give Kanda the blowjob he had been expecting. His lips and tongue
caressed Kanda. In between he added the rasp of his teeth which made Kanda moan
finally.
Now more than a little smug, Lavi quickened
the pace, feeling Kanda’s hands tightening in his hair.
He knew Kanda had to be close, so he gazed
up at him from under his bangs while he continued.
Kanda felt his climax approaching when he
found Lavi staring at him with both of his eyes.
Lavi hummed and massaged the stretch of
skin right behind Kanda’s balls.
The added stimulation tipped Kanda over the
edge and Lavi could feel warm liquid entering his mouth.
He kept sucking for a while to let Kanda
ride out the pleasure before he pulled away and let the rest of Kanda’s release
that he hadn’t swallowed dribble onto the floor.
“It still tastes pretty gross,” he managed
after a moment.
Kanda only grunted in post-orgasmic bliss
and leaned heavily on the bookshelf.
Lavi pushed himself up and leaned against
the shelf right next to Kanda.
“What are we going to do about this?” he
gestured at his own bulging pants.
Kanda’s breathing evened out a little and
he answered: “I’m not doing anything about it. At least not now,” Lavi’s brows
furrowed at that and he looked discontent, “Why don’t you show me what you did
when I was on the mission?”
Lavi’s eyes were bulging at the suggestion.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I think, I am,” Kanda bent down to pull up
his pants and underwear, fixing his state of clothing. “I also brought your
toy.” He reached into his pant pocket and retrieved a tube of lube and a short
dildo.
Lavi couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
And Kanda called him a pervert. Somehow
this idea was slowly growing on him.
“My pervyness must be rubbing off on you,”
Lavi said with amazement.
Kanda simply shrugged and grabbed Lavi’s
arm to pull him in the direction of the library’s working area. He only stopped
when they had reached one of the big, old desks.
“Make yourself comfortable,” Kanda
instructed with a small gesture towards the desk.
“Right here? Where everyone will be able to
see when they enter the library? Very kinky, Yuu.”
“I doubt anyone will come here, we’ve been
here for some time now and no one has shown up,” Kanda informed him in a matter
of fact tone.
Although that didn’t make much sense, Lavi
couldn’t ignore his arousal any longer. He started to unbutton his shirt.
“You’re making me do all the work, aren’t you?”
Kanda just shrugged and waited for Lavi to
proceed.
Lavi sighed and grinned a little. So Kanda
was interested in watching him masturbate. I might as well give him a show.
Lavi quickly divested himself of his
clothes until he stood stark naked in front of Kanda - this was not the time
for a slow strip under watchful eyes. He let his hands roam freely over his
body and watched Kanda for a reaction.
Kanda looked a bit distracted by the
flushed cock he was presented with, though.
“Now you might want to make yourself
comfortable, Yuu. Sit down and enjoy the show,” Lavi suggested with a leer.
He placed a chair in a front row position
and made Kanda sit down on it. Then he took the toy and lube from Kanda’s
unresisting hands and got up on the desk.
It was still a little embarrassing to lie
down on the smooth surface of the desk, where he had spent many hours slaving
away over paperwork. Kanda was watching his every move, although he was visibly
trying to appear unaffected. But Lavi had already gotten a look behind Kanda’s
stony façade and knew that Kanda was a sensual being just like himself.
That thought made him bold enough to get
himself in a comfortable position on his back with his legs propped up and
slightly spread apart.
He didn’t know where to start and how to go
about this, so he settled for creating the mood for himself first. The rest
would come naturally, he hoped. Trying to forget for a moment that Kanda was
intently watching, he started with brushing his hands over his flanks in a slow
up and down motion before he let his hands travel over his stomach and settle
on his sensitized nipples. He palmed them until they were hard and his level of
arousal had finally stabilized a little more.
Stroking over his taut stomach, he slipped
his hands under his body and cupped his butt cheeks, firmly ignoring the
growing need to do something about his hardened cock. He spread his legs a bit
more and used the finger of one hand to draw a small circle over his anus. The
muscle twitched a little and Lavi let out the breath he had been holding.
Quickly he grabbed the tube of lube,
uncapped it and slicked his finger before letting it paint a clear trail over
and around the twitching muscle. His finger carefully breached the first ring
of muscle and slid into the warm, silky grip of his body’s confines.
This time it was Kanda who exhaled
explosively and seemed to have trouble staying seated.
Lavi added more lube and another finger and
set a slow rhythm of pushing them in and out of his body. With every thrust he
went slightly deeper and went past the second set of muscle to stretch out the
tight passage.
His breathing got more irregular and the
blood was rushing in his ears.
He used his other hand to take a hold of
his erection and just kept it enclosed the warm grip of his fist.
He couldn’t wait much longer.
The feeling of being stretched made him
ache for more and he still wanted to use the toy.
With a small, regretful moan he let go of
his cock and fumbled around for the dildo.
He had bought it on a mission once and it
had been a good companion to more than a few lonely nights over the time. It
was actually pretty short and sturdy. Made out of dark lacquered wood and
resembled a plug only with more of a handle.
He lubed it up and brought it down to nudge
his entrance.
A quick glance to Kanda showed him on the
seat’s edge and leaning forward.
Lavi closed his eyes for a moment and
slowly pushed the dildo inside.
He could clearly remember the night before,
where he had not been able to keep it together under the strain of work and
missing Kanda. But Kanda was back now.
“Yuu,” he breathed as the toy slid deeper
into him.
Kanda clearly couldn’t take any more. What
more of an invitation did he need?
In lightning speed he got rid of his clothes
and shoes and was pushing himself up on the desk, while Lavi was moving the
dildo in small thrusts.
Kanda settled on his knees between Lavi’s
spread legs and placed his trembling hands on Lavi’s knees.
Lavi opened his eyes and the longing
shining in the green depths even got through to Kanda in his passionate haze.
Kanda swallowed nervously and reached down
to stop Lavi’s hand with his own.
“Is it ok to…,” he trailed off and looked
intently at Lavi.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” Lavi
whispered.
He removed the toy and let it carelessly
clatter to the floor. He took hold of Kanda’s straining erection instead and pumped
it encouragingly.
Kanda almost howled at that and thrust
sharply up in Lavi’s hand.
Lavi groaned in response and guided Kanda’s
cock to his opening, Kanda following the lead willingly. After a little excited
fumbling to decide who would do what, Kanda pressed into Lavi’s silky heat and
quickly sheathed himself completely.
“La-vi,” Kanda rasped, “I don’t think I can
last long.”
“Doesn’t matter,” came the mumbled reply
that spurred Kanda to start moving.
It really didn’t take long and both of them
found themselves panting and on the edge.
Lavi hooked his legs behind Kanda’s back
and pulled him down towards himself to fully bathe in the feeling of having
Kanda inside of him again.
There was no stopping his orgasm now and he
was clenching hard on Kanda’s length when he came without having his cock
touched even once.
Kanda’s gaze grew distant the moment he
felt Lavi’s insides squeezing him and he gave in to the flow of his climax that
let milky fluid spill into the deliciously writhing body beneath him.
Soon after, Kanda felt like his body had
suddenly become too heavy for his arms to hold him up and he collapsed onto Lavi’s
chest.
Lavi simply gave him a lazy smile and
tangled a hand in his hair.
They were basking in the afterglow, still
connected, when Kanda admitted softly in a sated tone: “That was good. Maybe I
should borrow that thing from you when you’re away, if it leads to something
like this.”
“You can borrow it anytime, but don’t get
yourself caught by Bookman if you want to defile my bed, too.”
That caused both of them to laugh heartily
and hope that they would be on the next mission together instead.
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