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[Spreading his legs—]

Right. Yeah. Sorry.

[ He shakes his head with a huffed laugh, then adjusts once again as his arms do their best to scoop Kanda's legs up. It means he has to pull out of Kanda briefly, making some of his seed from earlier ooze out of his ass, but he hasn't noticed this. He'll lament missing being able to stare at it later.

For now, he is throwing Kanda's legs over his shoulder. Good call on that one! Obviously Allen can read minds, and is not just doing whatever feels most comfortable. His hand grabs the headboard again when he's secured Kanda's legs up, settling his other on Kanda's leg and holding him steady as Allen presses kisses to his calves. ]

How's this? Comfortable...? [ As Allen presses himself back against Kanda, he leans forward so his legs bend, too. ]

[Rewriting his brain chemistry, yes. Quite comfortable. He's going to die probably. Allen has surprised Kanda into a stunned deer-in-headlights type expression, please hold.

...

A—]

Y. Yeah.

[?????????????? god he is So fucking horny please help]

[ Allen, completely oblivious to the things he does to his boyfriends:

He takes a moment to press the tip of his dick against Kanda once again and pushes himself in with a little moan, shutting his eyes as that squeezing around his dick again. Fuck, Kanda feels too goddamn good. Of course he will let Kanda be in the dominant role at some point - it's only right they explore their sexuality together, of course - but man will he lament not getting to feel this all the same.

After a moment of recollecting his sanity, he begins to rock his hips into Kanda. ]

[Buddy you're killing him. You're killing your Kanda. You have no idea the power that you hold over men.

Because yeah, Allen enters him again and Kanda moans like a fucking slut before he can stop himself, only aware of how loud he is after his throat kind of hurts due to that. But it's fine, it's a sound of approval for Allen's sake.

The angle hits completely different. He's bent in such a way that he's more prone, and that level of proneness means every single movement Allen makes is an assault directly on his prostate. It's crazy how fucking good it feels. It's deeper, it's more, it's—

It's fold your boyfriend in half day, is what it is.]

[ Allen’s own voice is incredibly raspy due to his constant panting, though it’s not stopping him from speaking and making sounds anyway. The headboard, still gripped in Allen’s hand, knocks against the wall with every thrust. Between that, the way Allen’s hip slap against Kanda’s ass, and the swordsman’s loud moans, they basically have a rhythmic band.

Allen whispers sweet nothings as they fuck, in lieu of being able to kiss Kanda. “You’re so gorgeous” and “I love you” and strings of Yu’s name leave Allen’s lips. Even during sex, he can’t shut the fuck up. ]

[You know, he'd usually be bitching that Allen doesn't shut up, but for some reason in sex it's... too good. Every time Kanda tries to speak, though, he's abruptly cut off by his own moaning and gasping. He'd flutter his eyes shut if his own view wasn't so fucking amazing, Allen leaning over him and lost in his own haze of bliss.

Fuck, what a sight.

The angle is so deep and his body is so oversensitive from the last orgasm that he knows he's not going to last much longer than a few more thrusts, evidenced by how he's gradually starting to tighten around Allen again.]

[ You really can't expect two newly-former virgins to keep their shit together. Allen is aware enough to know that means Kanda is close, so he squeezes his leg and tilts his head to press another kiss to his calf before he speaks. ]

...You can't l-look at mmh-me like that, Yu. I...I'll lose myself like that. [ As if he hasn't already. The sound of his hips slapping against Kanda's thighs alone has him completely intoxicated. Allen has never been drunk before, but he's pretty sure this is what that feels like. And if that's the case, no wonder Cross drank so much-

He didn't think he'd be so close this fast, but with Kanda clenching him this tight, he doesn't think he'll make it that much longer. Ugh, how pathetic does he have to be? They haven't even been at it for that long... ]

[When these two figure out edging it is ALL over for Kanda in particular.]

H-ahh... don't look so g-goddamn good, then...

[Half of why he's getting off right now is just the way Allen looks, dammit. If moments could be immortalized, he'd almost certainly pick this one, but he's also sure he can replay Allen's exact facial expressions and the sounds of his breathing on repeat easily in the back of his mind without the need for such things.

While Allen is berating himself for climaxing early, Kanda has no such problems. Obviously he was going to climax quickly with how hard and earnest Allen is fucking into him, it just makes sense. And as much as he doesn't want to take his eyes off the other man, eventually, the pleasure gets the better of him and he squeezes his eyes shut as his second orgasm of the night hits him hard and fast. Hopefully Allen enjoys watching Kanda almost hit his own face with that cumshot though, because, again, the angle is steep and that orgasm hit him particularly hard.]

[ It gets harder to move at all when Kanda tightens around him, so of course he opts to stay buried deep in Kanda as he orgasms. He doesn't move, but he also doesn't have to. The feeling of him around Allen's dick, along with Kanda's expression, the way he's still trying to keep himself in Allen's mediocre restraints, and the way his jizz shoots out across his chest and stomach is all enough to send him, too, over the edge.

Though, he does have the sense enough to move his hand from the headboard to shield Kanda's face from his own cumshot. It's very much reminiscent to how someone subconsciously puts their hand over table corners so their bent over partner doesn't bonk their heads against it. Allen himself isn't really even thinking about it. He just... does it.

The noise he makes, though, is especially needy. Kanda's name is only one syllable, yet Allen only manages to choke out the "Y-" part of it before he's cut off by a long, drawn out moan. ]

[There's definitely something to be said about already being full of cum and having a second wave of it add to the first. Kanda doesn't know what those words are, but they are words and he's definitely thinking about them. Unfortunately all his brain spits out is horny white noise and static at the sensation, but it's a thought! The thought is there!

At least he manages to open his eyes in the last few seconds so he can watch Allen's face all screwed up in pleasure. What a goddamn sight. What a man.

He's also pretty sure he's moaned his voice hoarse, so uh. Oops.]

[ Bloody gorgeous.

It's so unfair, really. Kanda is SO goddamn beautiful. He wants to keep his eyes open while he's climaxing, but... unfortunately, he cannot. He wants to know what he missed, in that moment. Wants to see Kanda's flushed cheeks, the biting on his lip, the nails in his palms... Fuck.

As Allen winds down, he does pull out of Kanda again, and gently helps him put his legs back down. After, still panting, he leans down to press kisses against Kanda's neck while he reaches up and unties his arms. ]

Yu, [ He mutters between kisses. ] I'm so horribly... attracted to you.

[Enjoy the goddamn ocean of jizz leaking out of him then!

Kanda's arms fall back to his sides, the burn of his muscles obvious to him now that he's moving out of that prone position. While Allen is kissing his neck and Kanda is tilting his head so that there's more room for him to do just that, he'll wrap his arms around the other man and hold him close.]

I'm shocked. Shocked, I tell you. You just came in me twice, I fucking hope you're attracted to me.

[Or this will be supremely awkward, won't it?]

[ He did enjoy that view. He wants to see it in full next time, from the get go... maybe that's greedy to ask, but he's cementing it in his brain now.

He chuckles at Kanda's response. ] You're right... clearly that isn't enough. Might have to go for a third time??

[ Insert "Haha. Joking. Unless...?" ]

[Kanda runs his hands down Allen's back idly, slightly, playfully rolling his eyes.]

Can you even get it up a third time? [Well, he was still hard after the first, but. Still.] You haven't emptied out yet??

[Slightly incredulous because what do you mean, as if Kanda isn't in the same boat because. Teenagers. yes theyre like 18 but teenagers. they are so horny.]

...Mh... You underestimate how bloody fast you get me riled, Yu. I'm a little tired, but I... yeah, I could go again. I don't really want to stop, if I'm being honest.

[ He twirls his fingers into Kanda's hair. It's... mostly because he's afraid that he won't have a lot of time like this with Kanda. He's afraid of things ending because they find a way home. He's afraid of Alma actually showing up, and knowing it'll be better for Kanda to stay here. He's afraid of dying because fighting an actual god sounds horrifying. He's afraid that Kanda might realize tomorrow that Allen is not a very good boyfriend and want to break up with him.

But also. He's just really into Kanda. ]

If you've "emptied out", I get it, though.

[He's still trailing his fingers across Allen's spine as they talk. It's an idle fidget at this point, very gentle, very affectionate.]

...I've got another round in me. Just one. Then you're gonna have to give me a break before my stomach bursts.

[What, are you scared of getting pregnant now?? pfbfbfbt.]

[ The way Allen beams at him is akin a dog who'd just been asked if they wanted to go on a walk. He hums against his neck and gives him a couple more kisses before pulling away to look at Kanda's face properly. ]

We should try a different position, then? Maybe you could be on your hands and knees? Oh, but then I wouldn't be able to kiss you again. Um, would you like to try being over me? Or are you too tired for that?

[Hands and knees sounds hot and like a recipe for Kanda to be further fucking embarrassed by the mess between his thighs, so he's shelving that for later before he buries his face in the pillow and suffocates. The latter, though, makes his eyebrow raise.]

What, like riding? [yeah he knows what that is he was at a brothel once] I'm not that tired, I'm just double your height and would crush you.

[No, you wouldn't,]

Hm? Yeah, like riding. I'm not made of glass, Yu, I'd be fine. I'd also have my hands on your hips, so it isn't like I couldn't stop you, innit?

...

[Ooh boy, watch him get flustered again.]

Okay. Let me up.

... [ He presses another kiss against Kanda's cheek this time, appreciating how that fluster looks on him. ] If you decide you are too tired, I wouldn't be mad.

[ He's saying this as he's moving off of him, of course. He can see Kanda brushing off his concerns, but he does at least feel a little better if Kanda knows this much, though. ]

I'm not.

[Okay, whatever you say man.

Kanda shuffles and stretches since he's been bent into shapes this whole time, just to relieve some of the tension in his back. Allen will get to watch his back muscles flex as they swap places, at least. Then Kanda flips around after Allen is laying down and gets into position and sort of just.

Stops there like.

......

He is going to need some help lining up, he's flying blind here. (Also enjoy the mess sliding down his thighs, whoops oops)]

Help me out. [please :( ]

[ Yeah, no, Allen is so blatantly staring. He didn't realize he'd filled Kanda with so much. And all of that is his too, and. And?

(DialUpSounds.mp3)

Kanda is lining himself up and Allen is being wholly unhelpful. He has to be told Kanda needs help, because he is way too distracted otherwise, yeah- ] Hu...? Oh. Y-yeah, 'course.

[ H. Allen reaches down, settling one hand against Kanda's hip, and then the other on his dick to steady it and position roughly around where Kanda's ass is. ]

[Thanks, he appreciates you. He didn't wanna like, sit on your cock and miss and then we're both dying for it, y'know.

He takes a breath, then starts to slowly lower himself down, though he does have to lean over Allen slightly so he doesn't pitch to one side. The hand on his hip helps. As soon as he feels the tip penetrate him, he sucks in a breath, sinks down half an inch lower, and then nods at Allen to move his hand out of the way. Unlike someone more experienced, he does not take the whole goddamn thing at once, as much as the temptation is there.

It's different, the angle is sharper, gravity is weighing on him, and so he's slow about it. Luckily, the glide is easy, no doubt because of the amount of fluid already in Kanda, and eventually he bottoms out with a slightly wet sound.

Lovely.

Give him a second to adjust to the renewed angle.]

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