He Doesn't Need To Know [D.Gray-Man, Lavi/Lenalee]

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Title: He Doesn't Need To Know (I want to rename it)
Author: Bloodiedangle
Rated: M/NC-17
Warning: Incestual names, slight bdsm themes
Word Count: 1345
Prompt: Sept 3 : D. Gray-man, Lavi/Lenali, good girl fetish, what your brother doesn’t know
Author's Note: Sorry that this is late.

When she showed up a third time in seven days, he couldn’t help but consider himself lucky.

He opened the door, grinning at the girl who stood in her exorcist’s coat, smirking just as dirtily as he was. Lavi knew all too well what was up, but it didn’t keep his mind from racing.

“Are you going to let me in?”

The redhead raised an eyebrow at her, turning slightly to gesture for her to proceed. As usual, the room was covered in paper and smelled of ink, the only empty place being one of the desk chairs. Lenalee kicked some of it out of her way as she strut to the center of the bookman’s room. Her hips swayed perfectly as she went, fingers teasing the trim of her jacket.

Her shoes seemed higher than they’d been two days ago, replaced with pumps. The redhead again raised his brows at her, liking the bold move she’d made away from her innocence. She was almost as tall as him now, he noted as he approached her, standing in front of her with his hands resting on her hips.

“I want you,” she whispered into the shell of his ear, hot breath tempting him.

“Yeah?” She nodded at him and began kissing his neck, pushing herself closer to him. “I’m gonna make ya’ work harder for it tonight.”

The Asian girl moved back then, staring into his eye sexily. She stood, balanced in her heels, in front of him, surrounded by papers. She straightened her posture and ripped the coat off, revealing her nude body beneath it. Lavi whistled and stared, shocked that the girl would walk around the Order like that.

“What if someone had seen, huh? Komui woulda killed everyone.” It dropped to the floor as she walked closer to him, letting her lips graze his own chapped ones. She was soft everywhere, he’d confirmed it the first time they’d fucked. Fucked, not made love. They didn’t have time for that.

“I could have killed them before him,” her hand were tracing up his body, tugging the part of his shirt that had been tucked into his pants out. He was already half hard from her little show, pants tight and restricting as she made him move around. Her fingers began unbuttoning his shirt as he crushed his lips against her own, needing to get a taste of her again.

His calloused hands rested on her bare skin now, pushing her backwards and onto his bed, letting her fall back as he continued devouring her mouth. His tongue traced her lower lip as she finished with the buttons, all but ripping the fabric as she pushed it down his shoulders. Their tongues touched and then he’d flipped her over, smacking her ass when she groaned.

“I said you’d be working for it, didn’t I?” She groaned again and nodded as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them next to her head, leaning over her so that she could feel his hard cock through his pants. “Ya’ like that?” He whispered it into her ear, feeling his power course throughout his body and make him even harder.

She moaned again, louder, when his palm connected with the skin of her bottom. He rubbed her roughly, feeling what belonged to him and not her older brother. He loved when she was a good girl for him; it got him off better than anything she could offer.

His fingers traced down until they came to her slit, pretty pink and soaked. “You’re so naughty, huh Lena? All I did was spank ya’ and your cunt’s soaked.” She squirmed around and moaned again as he played his fingers through the moisture, breathing deeply to take in her sweet scent. “What do you want to do to ya’ today, Lena baby? Hm? You’ve been behaving like a good girl, yeah? I hope so.”

“Lavi- I- please-!”

“How many times have we gone over this? That’s not my name, hm.” She knew what he meant, and her cheeks turned red.

“I- Yes… Daddy.” He smirked at her good behavior, she always did he best to please him as much as he pleased her. He wasn’t quite sure what kind of day they’d be having, but so far… she’d come knowing that he was going to want it rougher than usual.

“Yeah, that’s a good girl… Do you wanna be spanked today, baby?” She turned as best as she could to look at him, nodding and getting up once he let go of her wrists. “Well that’s too bad; you haven’t been bad enough for it.”

She nodded and laid on her back beneath him, staring up into his green eyes. He turned around to go to his drawer, showing the scratch marks he had on his back as he got a condom from between his socks.

Lavi walked back as slow as he could, checking the image in his memory to see if there were any difference. A small scratch on her hip, but that was it. She was perfectly shaven and her stomach was flat. She was something close to perfect in Lavi’s mind, but he couldn’t place what wasn’t.

“Why don’t you suck on my cock a bit, Lena?” Her eyes lit up and she pushed herself off of the bed, unbuttoning his pants once she’d gotten onto her knees. His erection sprang free from his pants when she pushed them down to his ankles, stopping to ask if he wanted to take them off. He didn’t say anything, only pushed her face closer to him and motioned for her to open her mouth. “Can you be a good girl and let me fuck your face?”

When things got like this, he knew she’d do next to anything to please him. They both liked her willingness to behave like a good girl. He wasn’t himself when they got into this kind of situation, but neither was she. The first few times they’d fucked she’d liked playing around with her own role, taking control when the opportunity presented itself. He only let it happen enough to know what kinds of things she liked, but it was enough for them to know it wasn’t the way to get them both off. She gave up herself to him. She wanted someone else to have her, not her brother. Lavi gladly complied.

Watching a girl like Lenalee do everything he wanted was the most erotic thing. She was strong, but she surrendered all of her power to him. “That’s it…” He hissed as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, one hand resting on his thighs while the other gently stroked and fondled his balls. She began moving her body to take more of him in, closing her eyes against the tears that stung when he hit the back of her throat.

“That’s so good, Lena, good…” He stumbled backwards, watching as the girl followed with her lips around him the entire time. He sat on his bed, leaning on his hands backwards as she continued her job, moaning for him when she pulled back to lick the slit. Her chest moved heavily with her breaths, breasts bouncy lightly as she stared into his eyes, lips wrapped around him again.

He’d taught her about eye contact; about how it made the blowjob. Having a girl on her knees in front of him, cock deep down her throat as she struggled to take it all in, gasping for breath and letting saliva run down to his balls. It was something that was always too much for him. She had a glint in her eyes, one just daring him to come.

It only took ten minutes. She swallowed it all down, showing him before doing so. She was always as good as he wanted her to be. ‘Come back tomorrow.” She nodded and stood up, putting her coat back on before walking to the door. “And you’re not allowed to touch yourself.” She nodded again and left.

If only Komui knew.

　

　

　

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[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much for writing this. It was my prompt. It came out very hot.