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Title: Sweet Music

Author/Artist: Arizonaicerose (Sakurasango)

Rating: NC-17

Warnings:Sex

Prompt: D.Gray Man, Lenalee/Allen, MusicKink, “Making sweet music on the piano.”

Word count: 2112

A/N: Yeah so I have never played a piano. I bet my writing shows it, sorry if I got anything wrong. And it’s been forever since I wrote a lemon. Even longer since I did a het one. So I hope it sounds ok.

This was written for livejournal's community springkink
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Fingers slowly push on the keys as he plays a slow soothing song. Ever since the incident at the Arc Allen finds songs come easier to him. He had never considered himself musically inclined- even if working with Mana meant he had to know how to push a couple keys or pluck a few strings. But actual songs were something that he could have never thought of doing.
Now though he finds himself able to play perfectly. Fingers reach out, his arm stretching as far as it can and his body leaning to the side, as he plays the higher notes. His head moves with the music as eyes flutter shut. His foot presses pedals as his toes tap the beat. Deep down he can feel his soul move with the music he plays.
She sits on top of the piano and listens quietly. It helps calm her after a battle with Noahs to listen to him. Every day it is a different- yet equally soothing song. Hands are planted behind her as she leans heavily on her arms. A finger taps the white, top of the piano. Bare feet hang down over the keyboard, her toes just barely keeping from hitting the keys as she listens to him.
Allen moves flawlessly as he reaches around her legs for the right keys. Leaning forward he smiles, eyes glancing up. Two sets of eyes lock as he leans forward and kisses at her bare leg. Sighing Allen rests his cheek on the soft leg, his fingers never stop playing.
As he reaches the end of the song Allen lets his lips slowly take over as he covers the pale legs in butterfly soft kisses. Her head falls back as a foot wraps lightly around him. Toes rub along his thin shirt, toes sliding effortlessly over the bones of his spinal cord.
“I love that song,” she whispers, breaking the silence for the first time since entering the room with Allen.
Reaching the end of the song, Allen stands letting his hands wrap around her thighs. Soft kisses and playful bites travel up from her lower leg, over her knee and to her inner thigh. Reaching the hem of her skirt Allen lets his fingers slide up her leg until he reaches her hip.
“I was hoping you would. It reminds me of you.” His breath tickles her leg as he buries his nose just under her skirt. “I wanted you to hear it. It’s only for your ears. No one else’s,”
Fingers slide along from the smooth skin before moving to her white underwear. Smirking he presses his fingers letting the cloth barrier tease her. Legs hug him closer as her heel presses into his back. Long nails rake along the top of the piano. Lenalee’s mouth falls open as her head falls back. Her hips move on their own, making Allen’s finger rub against her more. Standing Allen shrugs away Lenalee’s long leg, it falls bonelessly onto the piano, heel slamming on the chilled keys.
Keys plunk together in a horrible racket as Allen climbs on them to reach the top of the piano. His hand twists as he keeps his fingers pressed against her. His legs straddle her lap. His hand quickens, finger rubbing against the fabric.
Moaning Lenalee hugs the boy closer to her. Breasts strain against the shirt that is just a size too small. Her underwear dampen as Allen refuses to slow his actions. Instead he presses a finger in deeper, a clothed finger pressing inside of her before rubbing small, quick circles.
She cries out, her voice cracking as pleasure fills her body. Toes press against the keys as she tries to get stability to press against his finger. Pings fill the air as her toes press random on the piano, their racket covering her voice as she whines. Her legs shake in ecstasy as she tries to find the strength to push up into his teasing finger.
“Please,” comes the breathless plead.
“Mmm,” Allen buries his face into her soft neck. Breathing deeply her scent fills him. “Please what,” he smiles and gently nips at her neck.
“Please,” is all that she can cry out. Keys plank as her feet scurry for purchase on the keys. Nails dig into Allen’s back, fingers scrunching his shirt. She plants kisses on Allen’s neck in between pants.
Her breathing speeds as she feels her end rushing quickly. With each breath has an attached cry, her breasts press against Allen’s chest as her chest heaves with each breath. Each cry gets louder as she comes closer. With a loud cry that is mingled with a loud slam of the piano keys being slammed Lenalee pulls Allen flush with her. His face buries into her neck as he presses his finger deeper, the cloth barrier still teasing her. Crying out her back arches as she comes.
Pulling his hand away Allen carefully moves until he has her lying on the chilled piano top. The shirt is first to go, as he tosses it down onto the floor. Lenalee smiles as she runs her hands down her breasts, fingers lightly teasing pert nipples. A tongue darts out as she wets drying lips. Everything about her screams ‘come and get me.’
And Allen- the gentleman he is- cannot let her wait forever. He quickly plucks off the wet underwear and lets them slip onto the piano keys. Fingers grasp the bottom of her skirt, and push it up over thighs until it bunches up onto her waist.
Leaning down he covers her neck with kisses. Lips and tongue leaving wet trails as they travel along her pulse point. Sucking, he leaves a small mark. Under him, Lenalee hisses as nails dig into his clothed shirt. Eyes flutter shut as she blindly fumbles for the front of his shirt. Fingers busy themselves with trying to unbutton the shirt.
She is able to get the first three easily, they just slide right through the holes. But when Allen moves down to suck on her left breast she finds herself unable to remember how to undo the last two buttons. Instead she grabs at the shoulders of his white shirt and tugs it.
Pulling away Allen moves, his body twisting like a professional dancer as he slides out of his shirt without undoing the last two buttons. His body is scarred from numerous fights, a large jagged scar sliding down his sternum. But for her each scar is a badge of courage; just like how her scars are a testament to the fights that she has survived. They are not something that should be hidden, instead proudly displayed to their lovers. Leaning up on his knees, Allen quickly undoes the zipper to his black pants.
“Come here,” Lenalee purrs, her voice deepening seductively. A finger wraps around a strand of silvery hair. Tangling it around her knuckle Lenalee pulls gently, leading Allen down on top of her.
Lips press together, his tongue slipping inside her mouth. Shyly he rubs against her tongue, urging it to life. Soon the kiss turns passionate as she fights for dominance. A fight that is short lived when Allen scratches a nail over her nipple. Gasping her head falls back.
Lowering himself Allen sucks on her right nipple while his fingers rub and roll her left one. His other hand slips between her legs and lightly rubs against her. Moaning she clenches her legs together trying to push him in deeper. A wish that he silently grants as he presses a finger into her.
No matter how many times they are together she is always as responsive as the first time. Screaming Lenalee’s back arches as she grabs onto his muscular arm. Pulling she lets her bare body slide along the piano top. The movement pushes Allen’s finger deeper into her.
Kisses and loving bites cover her entire body as he pushes a second finger into her. Her lovely voice cracks as she whimpers at the feel. A third finger quickly joins and before she can get accustomed to it, he thrusts his fingers.
Looking up they lock eyes and Allen smirks at the blush that slowly covers her body. Panting she finds herself needing more. Whimpering she starts rubbing at hardened nipples, her hips thrusting to meet with the movement of Allen’s fingers.
Leaning on the edge of the piano, his toes brush against the music book, Allen pulls his fingers out. With a sudden emptiness Lenalee whimpers, her hips thrusting up begging for more. Unable to refuse her anything he slides his pants off of his thighs.
Carefully- Allen never wants to hurt her ever, cannot bring himself to hurt her, even if she begs for it- he enters her. Their movement is slow and gentle at first. He leans over her, fingers playing with her short ebony hair, as elbows surround her head. Her legs wrap around his hips, her right heel hooking over her left ankle. Her arms lightly wrap around his neck, elbows bending at Allen’s shoulders.
“You know,” she says breathlessly, “you can go faster. I’m not a porcelain doll.”
He knows she is not. The hits she takes and the ones that she gives back tell him she is not. But still inside of him he cannot help but to treat her as such. Allen knows that if he ever hurt her, even accidentally he would never forgive himself. With the 14th in him, he is scared that he will. Scared to completely loose himself when he is with her.
But Allen decides tonight it will not hurt. It will be fine for him to go just a little faster. A little harder. And he tries to tell himself it is not the Noah in him telling him that.
Pulling away from her light hold Allen raises up to his knees. Tender hands carefully readjust her. Leaning over her beautiful body, he plants a soft kiss on her navel. Eyes lock as he smiles gently. “Let me know if I hurt you. Promise me.” Hands tighten enough to keep her from thrusting.
Whimpering at the sudden stop, Lenalee nods. “Yes.
Hands tighten their grip and he pulls back. Hips quickly snap against her and he begins a quick pace. Lenalee cries out as fingers scramble against the smooth piano top. Her breasts bounce with each harsh thrust. Her bare body slides along the piano top, sliding up as he pushes deep inside her- deeper then he has ever gone.
She feels pleasure that she has never felt before. Flies higher then she ever has before. Her voice cries out with each hard thrust. In the quiet room her voice echoes, bounces off of the white walls. Quickly she feels her end rushing forwards.
Her back arches violently, her head and lower back still sliding along the piano top as Allen keeps his assault on her. With a scream she comes harder then she can ever remember. Legs quake and her eyes roll back as Lenalee feels the blinding, white flash fill her body and vision. Nails dig into the palms of her hands.
It is becoming harder for Allen to keep moving inside of her, her passage tightening and squeezing him tightly. With a whisper of her name he pushes deep inside before coming.
Exhausted he gently falls on her and Lenalee can only giggle at the added weight. Fingers comb though the wet strands that are plastered to his head. Her right leg lightly wrapping around his spent body. Both pant for air as they share lazy, sloppy kisses with each other.
“I think,” Lenalee stares at the ceiling, as she rubs a soothing pattern on Allen’s back, “you may have to play that song more often.” Giggling she wraps fingers around the thin wrist of her lover. Slowly she leads the hand down between her legs. Covering his hand with hers, Lenalee slowly lets the two sets of fingers tease her body again.
Allen stares at her, as his finger slips inside of her. “I may not be able to play that song too often.” He answers matter-of-factly.
“Oh really,” she counters trying to sound as calm as him, though it fails when she moans deeply as his fingers reach the bundle of nerves in her.
“Yes.” He leans down, suckling on the junction of her neck and shoulder. “I may not be able to keep up with you.”
Laughing Lenalee wraps her legs around his waist. “Well for now let’s play this song as often as we can.” Without waiting for an answer she pulls Allen down for a passionate kiss.
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