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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      D.Gray-man
  Relationship:
      Lavi/Allen_Walker
  Character:
      Lavi_(D.Gray-man), Allen_Walker
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School,
      Alternate_Universe_-_College/University, age_gap, Sex, Oral_Sex, Anal
      Sex, Dirty_Talk, Fluff
  Series:
      Part 5 of Laven_Week_2017
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-11 Words: 3935
****** Happiness is a Bed to Call Your Own ******
by KittyBandit
Summary
     Laven Week Day 5 - Allen can’t stand his living situation anymore,
     and Lavi offers him an alternative.
Notes
     Day 5 - (Five of Spades) Discord, Hollow victory, Dishonor
Lavi’s apartment was quiet for the first time in nearly a week. His neighbors
had stopped fighting, his roommate was gone for the weekend, and it was so cold
and snowy that no one wanted to cause a ruckus outside on the street. He was
pages deep into a book he needed to read by Monday, and with no distractions,
he’d be able to finish it with time to spare.
Sitting at his favorite weathered chair, edges frayed and cushions hard from
age, he read and watched the snow as it collected on the window sill. With a
hot cup of strong coffee, he was ready to spend the rest of his day delving
deep into his text.
And then, someone knocked on the door.
It wasn’t a polite knock, either. It was incessant—knuckles rapping on the door
as if the world were about to end if Lavi didn’t get up immediately and answer
the door. He sighed, expecting it to be one of his neighbors trying to complain
about something or other, and closed his book. His limbs protested as he stood
and shuffled to the door, his slippers nearly falling off with each movement.
However, when he opened the door, his eye widened in surprise at his guest.
Allen stood there, face red, coat and hair covered in fresh, melting snow. He
had a bag packed to the brim and overflowing. Lavi couldn’t tell if he’d been
crying or not, but he was certainly pissed.
“What are you doing out in this storm?” Lavi asked, concern lacing his voice.
“It’s practically a blizzard out there.”
Allen didn’t seem to hear him, too focused on wrestling with his belongings.
“I’m done. I can’t live with him anymore.”
Lavi stepped back, letting Allen storm into his apartment and closing the door
after him. He shook his head. “You’re gonna have to be more specific, Al. Start
from the top and tell me what’s going on.”
“Cross!” Allen spat, dropping his bag on the floor, the contents spilling into
Lavi’s living room. “You won’t believe what he did this time, Lavi.”
Sensing this would be a long discussion, he pulled Allen into the kitchen,
letting him vent as they walked. “I’m sure I won’t be too surprise, but tell me
anyway.” He had to hide his smile, or he knew Allen would direct his anger at
him. It wasn’t that he found Allen’s plight amusing, only that Allen looked
adorable when he was frustrated or pissed off.
Grabbing the kettle, he set some water to boil, knowing Allen would prefer earl
grey tea to the coffee he’d already made. He watched Allen from the corner of
his eye as he turned on the stove.
“He didn’t pay the power bill, even after I gave him money for it. I was
sitting in the dark for hours until he came home! And of course, when he did,
he had brought home another woman!” Allen paced back and forth next to Lavi,
his hands wringing. He hadn’t even bothered to take his coat off, and snow
dripped onto the linoleum tiles.
“Where does he find these women?” Lavi asked, his nose wrinkling up at the
thought. He’d known Allen for years now, and he’d witnessed the phenomenon that
was Cross’ track record with women. Lavi had never seen him with the same one
twice, and over the years, he’d seen at least a hundred, if not more.
“I don’t know—he has his ways,” Allen grumbled, running a hand through is hair,
only to have it come back wet. He groaned. “Ah, shit. I’m sorry, Lavi. I’m
getting snow everywhere.”
“It’s all right,” he replied, turning away from the stove and smiling down at
Allen. “I don’t mind if it’s you making the mess.”
Allen rolled his eyes and pulled off his coat, walking back to the door to hang
it up properly. He kicked off his boots as well. “I’m sure your roommate won’t
appreciate that.”
“Yuu? Eh, he won’t notice. He’s gone until Sunday night anyway. You’re in the
clear.” Lavi followed after Allen, grabbing his bag off the floor and rounding
up all his loose belongings. The bag was overflowing with clothing, homework,
and books. He smiled. “Planning on staying out your life here?”
“I told you—I’m done with him,” Allen snapped, still shaking out the water from
his hair. “I’m not going back. I can’t deal with senior year and Cross at the
same time.”
Grabbing Allen’s wrist and leading him to the futon, Lavi sat them both down
and wrapped a comforting arm around Allen’s shoulders. “You’ve only got another
week until winter break. And just one more semester and you’ll have graduated.
It won’t be that long.”
“It’s long enough.” Allen groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. “I should
just drop out and get a full-time job.”
The friendly, concerned air around Lavi dropped like a lead weight, and he
frowned at Allen. “No way. You’re finishing school. I’m not gonna be dating a
high school drop out.”
“Isn’t dating a high school student worse?” Allen asked, a smug grin on his
face as he side-eyed Lavi.
The kettle went off then, and Lavi groaned. “Don’t tease me like that. You know
you’ll be eighteen in seven days, right? No more jailbait jokes.” He walked to
the kitchen and pulled the kettle off the stove, pouring the hot water into the
mug he’d left on the counter. The tea bag seeped into the water immediately,
slowly turning the clear liquid a dark, robust brown.
Allen laughed, still sitting on the futon. “But you know I love shoving the
fact that I’m dating a college man in everyone’s face at school.”
“We were dating before I was in college you know. Four years, in fact,” Lavi
reminded him as he returned to the futon, handing Allen the piping hot cup of
tea.
“Technicalities.” Allen took a tentative sip of the liquid and hummed in
approval. “Ah, I didn’t realize how cold I was.”
“Did you take the bus?”
Allen shook his head. “Buses stopped running an hour ago. I had to hoof it.”
Lavi’s eye widened. “The whole way? That’s almost three miles! In this
blizzard!”
With a groan, Allen leaned back and stared at the ceiling. He continued to cup
the warm ceramic between his hands, reveling in the heat. “That is how badly I
needed to get away from Cross.”
Lavi frowned, watching Allen quietly as he glared at the ceiling. He chewed at
his lower lip, a plan ruminating in his mind. He slid closer, their shoulders
touching. “You know… You could just stay here.”
“Well, I was hoping I could crash here for the night, at least.”
“No, I mean—Allen just come live with me. At least until you finish senior
year.”
Allen sat up straight, his gaze landing on Lavi. He paused, lips parted as if
didn’t quite believe the words he’d heard. “…Are you serious? What about
Kanda?”
Lavi shrugged. “Yuu’s rarely here anyway. He probably won’t even notice.”
Shaking his head, Allen sat the mug down on the coffee table. “Lavi, I can’t
afford to pay rent. I barely make anything at my part-time job.”
“It’s fine. As long as you can buy your own food, it’s not a big deal. Gramps
has been giving me more than enough money for rent while I’m in school.
Besides, you need to get out of that place or you’ll go crazy. We can pick up
the rest of your stuff tomorrow, if the weather clears up.”
“I…” Allen swallowed, staring at Lavi for a long moment before he wrapped his
arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug. “Thank you. Thank you so
much.”
Lavi smiled and hugged him back, rubbing his hands up and down his still
chilled back. “Hey, what are boyfriends for, anyway? Don’t worry about it.”
“No, seriously. I owe you one.” Allen pulled back just far enough to capture
Lavi’s lips in a fast, excited kiss. Lavi melted into it immediately, kissing
back and sighing through his nose as Allen wound his fingers into Lavi’s red
hair. Before he realized what was happening, Allen had pushed him back on the
futon, straddling Lavi’s waist and slipping his tongue into his mouth. Allen
had gone from upset to elated to amorous in seconds flat, and the whole
transition left Lavi winded.
When Lavi had a chance to turn his head to breathe, a laugh escaped as he
curled his fingers around Allen’s arms. “I’m guessing you’re happy,” he said,
grinning up at his boyfriend.
“Over the moon,” Allen replied, snickering as he pressed a chaste kiss onto
Lavi’s lips. A mischievous grin curled up on his face, and he nuzzled his nose
into the crook of Lavi’s neck. “Would you like me to show you how happy I am?”
As he asked the question, one of his hands smoothed down the plains of Lavi’s
chest and cupped the front of his pants.
Lavi’s breath hitched at the contact, but he managed a playful smirk. “Only if
you want to,” he said, pulling Allen’s chin up and kissing him once more, this
time letting it linger, soft and sweet.
Allen hummed, pleased, and worked his fingers into the waistband of Lavi’s
pants. He teased around his underwear, keeping just away from the redhead’s
quickly stiffening member. Lavi wiggled under Allen, his hips arching up and
searching for the sweet friction.
“Al?” Lavi asked, pulling away only to have Allen kiss down his jaw and neck.
“Should we move this to the bedroom?”
“Mmm,” Allen sat up and withdrew his hand from Lavi’s sweatpants. “I suppose
we’d have more space to play there.”
They fumbled their way off the futon and into Lavi’s bedroom, picking a path
through the mess of discarded clothes, books, and other personal effects lying
about. Allen tsked him as they reached the unmade bed.
“You need to clean if I’m gonna stay with you.” Allen slid onto the bed, lying
back on the mattress and watching the redhead with lust in his eyes.
“Already making demands?” Lavi asked, grinning down at Allen as he crawled
between his legs. “Isn’t it a little early to be bossing me around?”
“You act like I don’t already boss you around.” Grabbing the front of Lavi’s
shirt, Allen pulled him down and started kissing his neck.
“Touché,” Lavi laughed, the sound turning into a moan as Allen assaulted his
neck with bruising kisses. He ground his hips down against Allen’s, reveling in
the sound of his groans at the contact. Lavi was already fully aroused, and
they’d barely done anything yet. He slipped a hand between them to work at the
button and zipper of Allen’s pants, trying to push them down over his narrow
hips.
“Impatient,” Allen mumbled into Lavi’s neck as he lifted his hips to ease
Lavi’s struggle with the pants.
“You’re one to talk,” Lavi shot back with a laugh. Once he’d pulled Allen’s
pants and underwear all the way off, he worked on his shirt next, rushing to
slip it off over his head. When he finally had Allen naked beneath him, Lavi
ripped off his own clothes. He’d only been bumming around in a sweatshirt and
sweatpants, so they were easy enough to remove. By the time Lavi was undressed,
Allen had already pulled back the covers and snuggled himself deep in the
blankets. Lavi chased after him and yelped as Allen’s chilled feet touched his
calf.
“Damn, you’re still ice cold, Al!” Lavi complained, pulling him closer. “You
should’ve said something earlier. I would’ve warmed you up sooner.”
“Better late than never, right?” Allen offered, pressing himself fully against
Lavi’s body and capturing his lips in a hot, needy kiss. They lay on their
sides, legs tangled up and arms curled around each other as they snuggled into
the soft bedding.
Lavi ran his hands over Allen’s icy skin, rutting gently against his hip as
they kissed. He felt Allen’s heart pounding against his chest, moans trapped in
the back of his throat. His own blood boiled in his veins, ready for more,
ready to warm Allen up, ready to soothe his heart and his worries until he was
nothing but a pile of goo on the bedsheets.
Gently pushing Allen’s shoulder, Lavi tilted him until his back was flush
against the bed. With a naughty grin, he pulled the blankets over his head and
worked his way down Allen’s stomach, kissing as he went down. It was dark and
stifling under the sheets, but he heard Allen laugh, felt the rumble of it in
his body, and couldn’t stop himself.
“I know what you’re doing,” Allen said, shifting his hips and spreading his
legs wider. His voice sounded muffled from Lavi’s position, burrowed under the
sheets, but he heard him well enough.
“Yeah, I’m warming you up,” Lavi replied, as he settled between his legs.
Without preamble, he dipped his head down and took Allen’s stiff length into
his mouth. Allen gasped at the touch, then let out a long, satisfied groan.
Lavi took that as cue to continue, and began working his mouth over Allen in
long, wet strokes.
“Ah, shit,” Allen mumbled tilting his head back against the pillows. He fisted
his hands in the sheets and tried to keep his hips from bucking up into the wet
heat of Lavi’s mouth. “Feels good.”
“Mm,” Lavi hummed back, unable to vocalize more than that with his mouth full.
He slid the flat of his tongue over Allen, dragging it up and down his shaft in
slow strokes. He felt each anxious, wanting movement as Allen trembled under
him. His barely contained lust only drove Lavi to tease him harder. He sucked
on Allen’s head, teasing the tip and drinking down those luscious drops of
precum beading on the slit. He gently fondled his tight balls, desperate for
release with each pass. The more Lavi did, the more unraveled Allen became.
And the more Lavi wanted him.
Allen’s breath came in erratic pants, his head tilting back and forth against
the pillow. “Lav—Lavi, please,” he begged quietly, struggling not to thrust
into the redhead’s mouth with abandon. Lavi was certain he was about to cum
when Allen pushed his shoulder, forcing him off his wet, dripping cock.
Lavi sat up and pulled the blankets off. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Allen said, out of breath as he twisted around and fiddled with
Lavi’s nightstand until he found what he was looking for—a bottle of lube and a
condom.
Lavi raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you want me to finish you off before we get to
that?”
Allen shook his head. “I want to cum with you inside me. I like it better,” he
said, pushing the lube into Lavi’s hand and setting the condom by the pillow.
“Now get me ready. I want to ride your dick like I’m a fucking cowboy.”
“You are filthy,” Lavi said, stifling a laugh as he popped open the bottle and
drizzled the clear substance on his fingers. Allen spread his legs eagerly and
Lavi wasted no time fingering him with a gentle touch.
“Ahh,” Allen whined, arching his back into the touch. He let out a clipped
laugh as one of Lavi’s fingers breached the ring of muscle and slid into him.
“That’s why you like me so much.”
“Correction—” Lavi said, pushing his finger in and out and watching the play of
emotions over Allen’s face. “It’s one of the reasons I love you so much.”
“Sweet talker,” Allen accused, meeting his gaze with a heated one of his own.
“Just fuck me already.”
“Patience,” Lavi chided, slipping the second finger into him. “Can’t have you
getting hurt. Besides, you know how much I love this part.”
“Who’s the filthy one now?” Allen taunted, only to crumple up on the sheets as
Lavi pressed against his prostate.
Lavi snickered. “Me,” he admitted without hesitation. Scissoring his fingers,
he worked Allen open with slow, methodical movements, even as he begged Lavi to
go faster. Finally, when he decided Allen had had enough teasing and had
loosened up, Lavi removed his fingers and grabbed the condom. He ripped open
the foil packet and rolled it on with practiced ease.
Allen squirmed up to his knees and pushed Lavi back against the mattress. His
head hit the pillows with a soft thud and before he could regain his bearings,
Allen was on top of him, straddling his hips and kissing him excitedly.
“Hey, don’t I get a little foreplay?” Lavi complained, smiling as Allen sat up
and adjusted himself over his cock.
Allen grinned. “You got to play long enough,” he said, and sat back on Lavi’s
dick. Lavi shuddered as the heat encompassed him, and the look of pure bliss on
Allen’s face nearly made him cum right then.
“Ah, fuck… Al, you’re gonna kill me.” Lavi threw an arm over his eye and took a
few deep breaths to regain his composure.
“Good,” Allen gasped out, arching his back as he settled against Lavi’s hips. A
low moan rumbled in his throat as he kept still, adjusting to the full feeling
of Lavi’s cock inside him. After a moment, he moved tentatively, testing their
bond. Lavi groaned at the friction, and the sound echoed against the bedroom
walls. Allen let out a throaty chuckle before he started rocking his hips.
The way Allen moved was pure torture, up and down like a piston as he pulled
himself off Lavi’s dick just to the tip, then plunged back down on him with a
steady rhythm. Lavi could do nothing but lay back and watch as his beautiful
boyfriend fucked himself on his cock over and over and over again. It was worth
it to give up control—he’d rather see Allen’s lips parted, moaning as he
wrecked himself on top of Lavi.
After a few moments of steady movement, Allen picked up the pace. He moved
faster, harder, tilting his hips to change the angle. It left his thighs
quivering against Lavi’s sides, and his face screwed up in desire.
And the sight left Lavi’s stomach tied up in perfect little knots.
Reaching out to Allen’s length, Lavi wrapped his fingers around it and pumped
him with slow, sensuous strokes. Allen cried out at the touch, his gaze
focusing on Lavi’s. Their eyes met, and Lavi felt a shiver run up his spine at
the intensity of those silver pools.
Lavi fought to keep his voice steady as he spoke his next words. “Bet I can
make you cum first.”
Allen lips tipped up in a smile as he continued to bounce on Lavi’s dick. “And
what do I get if I win?”
“What do you want?” Lavi asked back as he smeared the oozing precum over
Allen’s tip.
Allen’s pace didn’t falter as he hummed, tilting his head back in thought. “Buy
me dinner… And clean your room tonight.”
Lavi snorted. “Okay. And if I win, I want to stay in bed with you the rest of
the night—no cleaning.”
“That’s it? You’re going soft, Lavi.”
“Al, you can feel how hard I a—”
Allen leaned down and kissed Lavi then, cutting off his words as they continued
to rut against each other. When he pulled back, he grinned down at the redhead.
“Deal.”
He stopped going easy on Lavi in that moment, working himself harder onto his
length and thrusting deeper with each pass. Even in the cool air of the room,
Allen’s face and chest were flushed pink, nipples perked and a faint sheen of
sweat across his skin.
Staring up at Allen left Lavi with one thought circling his brain—he was going
to lose this bet.
Allen moaned, his legs quivering as he worked himself harder onto him. The rush
of pleasure flooding Lavi’s veins left him light-headed for a short moment.
When he came back to his senses, he adjusted his grip on Allen’s length and
returned to jerking him off. The additional stimulation pulled a choked cry
from Allen’s lips, and he faltered for only a second before returning to the
rough, fast pace he’d set before.
They were both growing closer to completion, and Lavi had to admire Allen’s
stamina. Even with being teased earlier, he still held on. Though, the
prolonged stimulation left him extra sensitive to each and every touch. Lavi
could tell by the way his breath hitched with each brush of skin on skin, and
how his body trembled against him.
Lavi wasn’t faring much better. He met each downward thrust of Allen’s with his
own upward one, meeting their hips again and again, harder and faster than
before. Lavi was panting from the exertion, the quick pace of it all. He
smoothed his fingers over Allen’s red, hard length, spreading the ample precum
over already slick skin.
“Lavi,” Allen moaned, keeping up his feverish pace. “Lavi, Lavi, Lavi…” He
repeated his name like a mantra, punctuating each thrust with it.
It was too much—the perfect heat around his cock, Allen’s lithe body rocking
against his hips. Lavi came hard, gasping and writhing under Allen as his body
seized up from the sensation. Only a few seconds after, Allen let himself go as
well, cum shooting over his chest and staining Lavi’s hand and stomach in
white, thick globs. Together they fought to regain their breath, hips slowing
down to a stop as the buzz of orgasm left them high and pleased.
Allen let out a weak chuckle, wiping at a few drops of jizz that managed to hit
his chin. “I win.”
Lavi wiped his dirty hand on his stomach, smearing streaks of white over it.
“You did. Better decide what you want for dinner.” Even though he lost the bet,
he couldn’t keep the grin off his face. It was hard to be a sore loser when
Allen was still straddling his hips and flushed from their activities.
After a moment, Allen slipped off of Lavi’s hips. He grabbed a discarded shirt
off the floor and cleaned himself up before handing it to Lavi to do the same.
“Hey, this was clean,” he complained, wiping at the mess on his stomach anyway.
“Then it shouldn’t have been on the floor,” Allen replied, settling back into
the bed and burrowing under the blankets.
Lavi couldn’t argue with the logic and tossed the soiled shirt back onto the
floor. With a sigh, he sat up, but before he could leave the bed, Allen grabbed
his arm.
“Where are you going?”
“Didn’t you want dinner? I was gonna grab my phone from the living room. And
you did tell me I needed to clean my room tonight. If I’m gonna get it done,
I’d better start now.”
Allen shook his head and pulled Lavi back into bed. “It can wait a bit.” Once
Lavi was back under the blankets, Allen cuddled up next to him. “And I’ll help
you clean. It’ll go faster that way.”
“You sure? You did win our little wager.”
“I’m sure. I’d rather you be here right now.” Allen kissed his cheek and
wrapped his arm firmly around his hip.
“Can’t argue with that,” Lavi mumbled, curling up closer and closing his eye.
Allen hummed in agreement, tucking his head under Lavi’s chin. They fell asleep
not five minutes later, cozy and warm in bed as the snow still silently
collected on the window ledge outside.
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