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It took far too long to rouse Allen from his nightmare, and when he finally did, the push to his was enough to tell Lavi that his senses were still clouded. Fully aware that the best action in this case was to allow Allen his space, he let go of the younger, worry clouding his uncovered eye as his arms hovered in midair, wanting nothing more than to hold the whitette close again and spend him all the comfort he could. What he could see of Allen in the dim lighting made worry wrap around his heart like a vice, the teen quivering and breathing erratically, holding his sides as if trying to alleviate a pain too profound to fake feeling alright.
Lavi was just about to reach out when the younger shifted and tried to get up. Sitting up on the bed himself, the redhead tried to get a better look at the teen in the darkness, but before he could look any closer, a frail voice whispered an apology and Allen made his way to the bathroom on shaky legs. Concern was etched into the redhead’s face, and he quickly slid out of bed, feet softly landing on the chilly wooden floor.
"Allen..? Are you alright..?" He called out, worry weighing down his every word. He stood there for a moment, unsure if he should leave the younger his privacy or attempt to comfort him once more, when suddenly
He didn’t even stop to think, near throwing himself into the direction of the bathroom and ripping open the door as frantic thoughts tumbled over one another in his mind, all centering around Allen.
Oh my God.
”Allen!" Panic coursing through him, he fell to his knees next to the teen, placing a comforting arm on his back as he tucked white strands speckled with blood away behind Allen’s ear. He watched with growing fear as the younger coughed blood, shaking like a leaf in a thunder storm, one arm around his own waist as if he needed to support himself to keep from falling apart. In an attempt at soothing Allen, Lavi ran his fingers through white strands, keeping them out of his face while at the same time trying to spend comfort.
He had never seen this happen before, didn’t know how to help him in this state, could only watch in despair as the other suffered. The words he uttered next were a plea, worry etched into every syllable. “Allen, what…?”
The younger continued to cough, his small frame heaving with the force of every cough, every hack. His face was an odd mixture of being pale, but red due to the fact that he was having a hard time taking in breath between coughs. He could barely register the slam of the door, but he did notice that hand on his back and weak silver shifted to meet rather frantic emerald.
Again Allen began a coughing fit, his throat becoming sore in the process. After a few moments the coughs died down and the young exorcist focused on breathing, spitting out and excess blood into the toilet bowl, trying to get the metallic taste out of his mouth. The tears that welled up in his eyes had already begun to fall, probably started during one of the coughing fits, and his left cheek was a wet and runny mess, tears mixing with the blood that wall falling from his cursed eye.
The words Lavi had spoken to a moment to register and Allen simply shook his head. He had no idea— non whatsoever. Allen he knew that that literally everything hurt. He felt like he was burning from the inside and it was making it’s way upward. He felt like he was literally crumbling— that any moment he could just topple over, just so…weak.
After taking a few breaths, the whitette sat back. He managed to take off his gloves with shaky fingers and proceeded to wipe his face, making worried looks at the fact that it wasn’t just tears he was wiping off. The blood was just unsettling. His curse has done many strange things, and the blood was something that has occurred before, but not in a situation like this. “I’m scared, Lavi.” Allen ended up saying after a while, his voice weak and hoarse.
He tried to look over his dream, maybe that could give some answers but as soon as he did an uncomfortable itch rose in his chest and again the teen was coughing. Faces. So many faces, it was all that Allen saw, but each image was cut short by his hacking and once the teen had settled down, he realized that he had coughed up more blood into his hand.
He nodded his head, confirming his previous statement, “..I’m scared.”
Allen doesn’t really know how he got in the situation, but at the current moment he really didn’t care. Right now his back was against a stone wall, the cool brick a nice contrast to the heat constantly growing inside his being, and Lavi was the one holding him there nipping and playing with the skin of his neck..
The younger teen almost wanted to hit the rabbit once he heard his rather snarky remark, but with the position he was in he couldn’t really bring himself to do it. “Shut up~” Allen decided to say instead and squeaked yet another time when the redhead did exactly as he said he was going to do. A gloved hand slapped itself over the teen’s mouth, not wanting to be loud.
The purr sent a shiver down Lavi’s spine, making the redhead all too aware of another sudden change of mood. It was making him dizzy, the change from passionate to joking and back again, and he had a faint feeling that Allen was well aware of that and using it to his advantage.
Fingers buried themselves into red locks, scraping lightly against his skin and causing an appreciative hum to slip past his lips in obvious pleasure. Suddenly, more weight was placed upon him as Allen’s hips pressed closer to his, eliciting a groan from Lavi as he bit his lip, trying not to gasp but unable to suppress the shudder from rippling through him at the accent-laced words. With his heartbeat quickened, pounding loudly in his ears, Lavi tried his best to discern the meaning of the words purred in a thick English accent, pleasure curling in his stomach as his breathing sped up. Lips twitched upwards in a mixture of amusement and mischief that was soon to come when a kiss was pressed to heated skin, and Allen’s innocent smile was met with a seductive smirk.
Despite the blush tinting Lavi’s cheeks caused by the once more unexpected turn of events, despite the labored breathing and dilated pupil, the rapidly pounding heart and the desire spreading through his veins like liquid fire, the redhead still had a teasing remark on his lips that he was all too tempted to let slip.
Hands wandered to Allen’s rear, pulling him closer as Lavi backed him up against the wall once more, leaning tantalizingly close in a repeat of their position before Allen’s sudden mood breaker. The words left his lips as a purr, silky and rich in their low tones. “And what if your dessert doesn’t feel like waiting for its turn, hmm? Perhaps it might be a bit…” A shift of position, a slow, deliberate grinding of his hips, a tongue darting out to lick his lips, oh so close to Allen’s but not touching, just barely. “… too eager for that…?”
A gasp escaped Allen’s lips as he was pulled closer. Again his back met the wall and deja vu settled in, the same position, same want, same passion, the only difference was that Allen was the one that was amused. Lavi was gonna get his payback.
Deep purrs, almost a growl, emanated from the older teen and the younger exorcist couldn’t help but shiver slightly at the sound— the intent that they had. However that wasn’t going to phase Allen too much, not when his plan had gone so well. Mismatched arms snaked up and around the rabbits shoulders and around his neck, his left hand deliberately stopping to play with the earring hanging from Lavi’s lobe. Elegant snowy brows rose and Allen’s features twisted into a satisfied smirk.
Hips answering Lavi’s and rolled into time with them. “I’m sorry I don’t think I understand, love.” He mused, feigning innocence as he let his accent slip once again. The hand that was playing with the rabbit’s earring decided to let go and instead began to trace down Lavi’s jaw before taking his chin in said hand. “So…” He began to say his tongue darting out to lick Lavi’s lips teasingly. “Why don’t you tell me, exactly what it is that you want from me, hmm?” Allen purred again, throwing the redhead’s words back at him with obvious satisfaction. After all, what goes around comes around, right? Payback was sweet.