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[Kanda is not going to make fun of your uncut cock he's probably going to be mad he can't put it in his mouth bc he's tied up—

Anyway, the man is pretty well endowed here and Allen has that to look forward to, but unfortunately he was brewed in the Catholic lab so he is cut. Apparently none of this stops Allen from just grabbing him and making Kanda suck in a breath through his teeth though, and impatient hips rock into his hand while he sighs out a moan.]

D-don't forget...

[To finish undressing, he means to say, but he's a little distracted. Allen's hands feel goddamn good.]

…Huh? [ Allen starts to question, much too busy staring at Kanda with all the love and affection in the world from hearing his sounds alone. The fact he can get Kanda, of all people, to sound like that. To be putty in his hands like this. He’s having a hard time thinking at all.

But he shakes his head a bit. ] Oh. Right.

[ So he reaches down and removes Kanda’s bottoms fully, before standing so he can quickly toss his own, a little huff as he releases his own cock to the cool bedroom air. It flicks up as the fabric pulls off of him, the foreskin forced back from his swollen head. He is… not as big as Kanda, with the large man being the size he is in general, but… he’s average for someone his height. More girth than length, realistically.

He nervously crawls back over Kanda, hands going for the oil he’d procured earlier. ]

I… uhm. Are you still o-okay, with all this? You just have to s-say stop, if you’re not.

[Kanda's brain is fully off at this point, therefore he will claim to not know where the ideas in his head are coming from (as if human beings don't have the instinct to Put Things In Their Mouths). He squirms against the restraints, mostly playful because he knows if he squirms too much or puts too much strength behind it, that he'll break out of them, but it's a clear indication of wanting to touch.

So, instead...]

Yeah. Obviously. But I can't touch you like this, so sit up here on my chest real quick.

[If Allen does, he's getting the head of his cock licked. Sorry not sorry he wants to taste.]

Wh... You... want to? [ Yes, Allen. Your boyfriend wanting to touch you and wanting to make you feel good is not weird. He's having such a hard time processing this, if just because he isn't... used to this from Kanda. Or, perhaps more accurately, he continues to believe that Kanda isn't the type of person to indulge like this.

There's a contemplative moment where Allen genuinely considers this, but ultimately, ends up shaking his head. ] ...no, no, I said I was going to take care of you!

[ Sorry, Kanda. Maybe next time! Or, hell, even after this, realistically. Instead, Allen is going to use that bottle of oil and coat his fingers generously in it. They'll definitely have to wash Kanda's bedding after this. Oh, but, maybe Kanda can just come sleep with him in his bed while they're waiting to be dried? ]

[One day you're going to get your soul sucked out through your dick he swears to god—

But fine. If Allen wants to control the narrative today, then that's just going to have to be fine, because Kanda's horny ass does not have the mental energy to argue over a blowjob that'll probably suck (lol) anyway.]

Fine, whatever you want.

[ Allen breathes out a small sigh - to calm himself, likely. Why is he so nervous all of a sudden? He'd been so confident before. He should be able to keep that up. Fuck.

He reaches his now drenched fingers to Kanda, setting them right against Kanda's ass. He gives the hole a very light press with his middle finger, glancing up at Kanda to make sure he's not going to suddenly back out (which Allen would've accepted without question, of course), before pushing it in properly. ]

[Guess who's moaning again!! If you said "Kanda" you're correct :)

He doesn't buck his hips, if only because he knows he should hold still and make Allen's job a little easier. Still, he does slightly turn his face and bury it against his own arm, huffing. Embarrassed. Allen has a whole view down there, so how could he not be?]

[ Allen's silver eyes are locked on Kanda. Watching his expression, the way he moves, the way his body reacts - just to gauge how he's feeling. And his noises. God, his noises. If they are hymns, than Allen is a holy man.

He leans in while his hand is preoccupied with fingering Kanda, using his mouth to press kisses along the length of Kanda's dick. ]

[Unfair, he was plotting to do that to you!! Evil! Awful! The worst! He's moaning Allen's name and throwing his head back. Obviously Beansprout is so mean and evil to him.

He takes a breath so that he can attempt speaking, half-whimpering out:]

You stole my idea.

[Lol lmao]

...Hah? What? Kissing your partner's arousal is not exactly a new or hard to come up with idea, Kanda. Do you want me to stop?

[ Allen was just going to leave it at kisses. He's not sure he'd like the taste of dick, personally. Maybe. He doesn't suppose he'll know for sure unless he tries, but... ]

That's not what I fucking said. [He's just mad he didn't get to do it to Allen >:( which he doesn't voice so hopefully Allen can read minds.] Whatever.

[He wants to make Allen feel good too but he's tsundere and can't admit this. Because it's bad to admit you love your wife.]

[ Allen sighs, but pulls his mouth away. He should watch what he’s doing, anyway. Which he’ll do, and immediately presses a second finger against Kanda’s ass.

He gives it only a second for Kanda to respond before Allen is pushing that one in as well. ]

[Response given: moaning. Surprise.

Now he's definitely rocking his hips down into Allen's hand a bit, chasing the pleasure from his fingertips as much as he can.]

You haven't... done this before?

[He has to ask, because Allen knows a bit much and Kanda thinks there's no way he should feel this good with someone inexperienced, as if 90% of this isn't just "it feels good because you love him".]

[ Pfft— ]

Oh, don’t you know? My side gig to being a clown was being an arse bandit. [ Allen, you canNOT make jokes with your fingers currently in Kanda.

He pushes said fingers in, curling them slightly as he drags them back out again. Lord, Kanda’s sounds alone might get him off. Every single one wracks his spine with a shudder, followed by a twitch right to his dick. That face Kanda is making, paired with the bound wrists and desperate movements of his hips? It is truly intoxicating. ]

…I guess, technically, I have. But never on another person. So I only know vaguely what I’m doing.

[He huffs. Of course Allen's going to be funny right now, but at least it makes him feel a little less tense. Kanda is not the insecure sort, and yet he finds himself hoping that Allen doesn't find him unattractive with his legs spread. A normal fear for anyone, really, regardless of confidence level — but still.]

More than I know...

[So it's for the best that Allen took over, not like Kanda was going to insist when he knows very little to begin with. This is a learning process too, for everyone involved.]

S'fine. Keep... going.

[ Poor Kanda. It's okay to touch yourself, buddy. You don't have to listen to the idiots who tell you touching yourself is a sin! ]

Then... I'm more than happy to find out what you like together~

[ Meaning Allen is going to be a little explorative with his motions now. There isn't much he can think to do with his fingers, but he does gently wiggle and curl them as they're deep in Kanda, and slowly pulls them out as he tries to hit every nerve on the way out. He has to feel which ones get the best reactions out of Kanda, after all. ]

...You are so gorgeous. How unfair of you - I have such a hard time getting my thoughts together, looking at you like this.

[He's never had the libido or the sinful thoughts to do so! He doesn't fucking know, it's difficult being Kanda :(

Anyway, speaking of difficult being Kanda: Allen is definitely hitting new spots that have the other man drooling, so no worries there bud. You did it. You've shut him up for about a minute and a half while he's instinctively and unconsciously tightening around Allen's fingers and trying to buck his hips again. He's dripping precum down his length and onto his stomach as they speak. Or, well, as Allen speaks.

Turns out it's easy to get Kanda to stop running his mouth if you just fingerbang him. Oops.]

[ He'd use his other hand to jerk Kanda, but he fears the roughness of his Innocence would hurt him. And he's not particularly keen to try using his mouth, especially with the precum that drips from his dick now. Not that he's particularly against the mess, but still...

Instead, is Innocence rubs the inside of Kanda's thighs, lightly ghosting nails against it as his other hand works his ass. With Kanda tightening around him, he isn't sure... if he is prepared enough? But, then again, he supposes it's not like he'll know, right? The goal is just to coat it with oil? Shouldn't he see if he'll loosen for Allen. Is... that how that works?

Fuck he's not sure. Maybe if he keeps doing this, he can make Kanda climax and...???? Profit. ]

[He's definitely going to if he keeps that up, Jesus Christ. Kanda is pretty much riding Allen's hand over here, fighting vaguely against the restraints while moaning continuously. It sure sounds like he's being railed, which bodes well for when Allen actually fucks him here shortly (source needed on the time there). Wherever his fingers are hitting feels damn good, that's for sure.

He flutters one eye open, his breaths coming out hot and heavy.]

Are you j-just going to use your fingers, or what?

You seem to be loving "just" my fingers? What's the problem?

[ To emphasize this, he tries to find that spot that was making him squirm the most, and really digs his fingers into it. At the same time his thumb also rolls circles against his balls, while he's able to. ]

[Fuck, he almost came then. It's quite obvious he did with the way he gasps and his eyes fly open for a moment before fluttering shut again. Holy shit, Allen.

To spare himself, he stops rocking his hips, though that leaves his thighs shaking with need.]

B-brat... you have a dick to use, don't you?

... [ Suddenly, Allen's smile turns mischievous. He was nervous before, not wanting to mess this up. He was doing so good now, and comfortable with this, that he knows things about, as vague as they are. But more than this? Scary. But hearing Kanda say that makes him think... maybe... he could get Kanda to beg?

That might be fun. ]

Do I? How? Can you be more explicit, I'm not sure I understand.

[He hates you actually—

Kanda huffs, waits a second, clocks that Allen is serious... waits more seconds to see if he'll fold, and in the end it winds up being Kanda who folds. This is so stupid, Allen is stupid—]

Fuck me with it, dumbass.

[Not very good at begging, this one.]

[ Allen laughs a bit, but pulls his fingers from Kanda so he can grab the oil bottle again. He douses his hand once more so he can smother his dick with it. It takes him only a few seconds before he's crawling Kanda. ]

Good boy~

[ He is giving Kanda a kiss against his forehead as a reward here. Then, a little more seriously: ] ...Please, tell me if this hurts or you don't like it, alright?

[Ugh. Why does "good boy" make him feel some type of way. He hates you.]

I will. You know I complain.

[Probably better than anyone Allen knows, let's be honest here. The man is BITCHY.]

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