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[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.]

[ Allen nods, leaning down to give Kanda one more kiss before he's reaching down to guide his dick to Kanda's ass, where he presses the tip against it. He pulls away from the kiss with a quiet warning of: ] I'll be careful. [ And then he's pushing himself in. Only a little bit, until his head is inside at least.

And. Holy fuck. Even just this alone... Holy God. He is tighter than he's expecting, though he's realizing two fingers is not really going to match his width. Ugh, he hopes he doesn't hurt Kanda. He'll feel like such an asshole. ]

[This is such a time to wish he could hold Allen close. For now, he'll have to settle with digging his nails into his palms instead, spreading his legs further apart to ensure Allen has an easier time. He'll be bracketed by Kanda's thighs soon enough anyway.]

You okay—?

[For what it's worth, Kanda is taking it pretty well. Allen definitely stretched him out. Maybe they should've used more fingers, but that's a lesson for next time.]

[ Maybe next time, Kanda. When Allen is at least a little more confident about this and feels like he doesn’t have to be as dominate. He is too busy staring at Kanda’s pretty face than worrying about his hands for now. ]

S’my line… [ He mutters, gently bumping their foreheads together, as he thinks kissing should be put on hold until he is breathing properly again. ] Are you…?

[Kissing should be put on hold, but this does not stop Kanda from being taken by emotions and giving Allen a small peck on the lips anyway. Fuck you he likes you. Stupid.]

Tight fit. [Allen has a FAT COCK that's for sure.] I'm fine. Just keep going slow for now.

[ Allen might like you too. Idiot. He chases Kanda’s lips despite moments ago thinking he needs to keep his mouth free to steady his breathing. Just for a few more kisses. A few quiet apologies for the pain he’s undoubtedly feeling, even with the assurance he is not. ]

I will. [ He never had any intention on going fast. He hardly can believe he’s gotten this far at all. He would’ve been perfectly happy just finger-fucking Kanda, and having to rub his own out. That would’ve been bliss on its own.

But he pushes in more, leaning forward just a bit as he does, and a shaky whimper falls out of his mouth. ]

[What's a couple more kisses between guys who are currently fucking? They can still breathe, shaky, between quick liplocks. That seems much easier. Much more of a distraction. Allen whimpers and Kanda chases after that sound and seals his lips over Allen's to soothe it.

Part of him wants to joke "don't die" or something stupid like that, but he saves it.]

[ Kanda keeping the snark to himself… truly Hell hath frozen over.

For someone bigger than Allen, Kanda is so goddamn tight it’s making his head spin. He can feel every twitch against his dick and it’s truly maddening. He’s not even all the way in. He’s barely even half! He can’t imagine how this is going to feel when he is, but he doesn’t think he’ll last.

…

With that in mind, though… ] Are… you sure… [ Kiss. ] you’re okay? I-I can… stop.

[ Even though he’s pushing more in now. Don’t worry. ]

Don't you dare stop.

[Stated a little aggressively, oops, he didn't mean to come across hostile (or did he) but he Will be hostile if Allen tries to stop right now. To make a point, he even locks his ankles behind Allen's hips, like.

You are going Nowhere but In Him. Rearrange his organs or else.]

I swear to God I will cut you in half if you pull out.

[ Allen groans. ] Why so violent... when I'm inside of you like this, even....

[ He won't pull out, though. Rather, he's giving Kanda another kiss before his voice pitches higher in a moan as his dick now buries in Kanda. He doesn't move from there, or start thrusting, rather... he just sits there, panting, and a little too hot in his cheeks. ]

[He doesn't know, his only emotion is violence :( at least he's moaning when Allen bottoms out?? That has to be worth something. They can give themselves a minute to adjust before they both bust from the act of penetration alone, yeah, and Kanda can kiss Allen deep and filthy now that they're paused like this.

...and maybe kiss his neck a little. Allen just so happens to be in Kanda's space, how can he refuse?]

[ If anything, Allen just feels bad that he's definitely drooling at this point. But it isn't like they were swapping spit earlier, so he's pretty sure it doesn't matter.

And now, Allen is buried, both in Kanda's ass and now his shoulder. His head is tilted slightly to allow for more room for Kanda, all while just... taking this in. All of this. Kanda is so goddamn tight (and Allen too thick for his own good), and Allen is not wholly certain he is going to last like this. He's supposed to have a lot of stamina. He prides himself on stuff like that. But... fuck.

He shouldn't be too hard on himself. This is his first time, after all. ]

Y...you feel bloody amazing, Yu.

[First name in bed was such a good idea. Fuck, he's a changed man, he's seen the light of God (it's between Allen's thighs), et cetera.

He kisses, nips, bites like earlier. When Allen is covered in bruises, his reward will be getting to gaze at them later on as they start to fade over the coming days, and think about putting them back like he's staking claim. He doesn't know if it's his usual violent temper or the fact that he really loves Allen or both, but for some reason biting the man just feels correct.

Or maybe he has an oral fixation.

Probably that.

In any case, the neck-kisses are audible between Kanda's words and low growls. He's being patient and not making Allen roll his hips into him yet, but when they both come undone in a flat minute and a half, that'll just have to be that, won't it?]

You too.

["You too" oooh good job dipshit you're so sexy surely he'll want to bust in you now.]

[ Allen isn't pushing him away! So! He very likely doesn't mind the biting. That, or he's so focused on how great Kanda feels around him that he doesn't notice? Who knows at this point.

"You too," gets a soft huff of a laugh as he presses a gentler kiss into Kanda's shoulder than the bites he's being given. ] I'm... gonna start moving now. A'ight?

Yeah.

[That's fine, please stuff him like an eclair, break his pelvis, et cetera. He'll at least stop kissing Allen's neck here so he can focus, though he's uh

noticing that he's left. A Few (read: a shitton of) bruises there. Oops.]

[ Fortunately, a lot of Allen’s clothes sport high collars, so he’s going to be okay in that department. It is going to be awkward to explain to Link later what those red marks are, though.

Anyway, Allen moves slowly, since the both of them are still getting adjusted, but he is moving his hips to pull out just enough, until at least most of him is out of Kanda, before he’s pushing himself back in again. The whole while, Allen is shaking. Desperate for more but also overwhelmed with this alone. It’s a confusing mix to be feeling. ]

[Nothing to get a boy moaning like being actively, slowly railed. Kanda's wrists test the restraints again, though he has enough sensibility to not break them. It's just a bit of playing around for Allen's pleasure, probably. He doesn't know if this is getting Allen off half as much as it's getting Kanda off, but Jesus Christ he thinks he likes being tied up now.

He throws his head back a little, letting it fall back against the pillows, feeling Allen move and wondering how anything could be so goddamn sensitive. This is... new. Good. God, it's so good. He wants to ask if Allen's okay since he's shivering like that, but every time he opens his mouth, he winds up moaning instead.]

[ Don’t worry, it’s doing plenty to Allen as well. Granted, his elation more stems from the knowledge that Kanda is tugging and pulling and could easily break free, yet chooses to keep himself bound because of Allen. Because he asked him to, maybe, or just because he loves him. Whichever it is, it delights Allen.

And his sounds. By God, his sounds. They ring in his head, desperate to remember this sound for forever. As if somehow his life depended on it. Allen is surprisingly quiet, in return — though, in his defense, he is very focused on listening to Kanda, so he likely isn’t “naturally” quiet. At least his panting is loud and heavy, though.

He only starts to pick up speed when he’s sure they’re ready. ]

[Ooh, okay, so neither of them are going to last long. That's fine, Kanda doesn't have any instincts about how he "should" be doing sex. He just knows that Allen is slamming into these spots deep within him that have his fingers curling into his palm. His nails would slice Allen's back to ribbons if they could reach.

Something like a whine creeps out of his throat before he can stop it, his thighs locking around Allen's hips with instinctive desperation.]

A-Allen...

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