Author's Note: Thanks for all the love. Last bit of porn for you. Hope it satisfies!

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Day Eight "Finishing"

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Lavi hadn't been home a week when Allen was called away on his own mission. Allen had thought he would be home for the majority of his lover's recovery, but Komui insisted that he was needed. It was with a heavy heart that Allen reluctantly packed his bags and prepared to leave. Lavi had stationed himself in Allen's room every night since returning and as Allen was shoving the last of his clothing into his suitcase, the redhead sat up from his reclined position on the bed.

"You've gotta stop frowning. Your face is going to get stuck like that," Lavi pointed out. Allen managed to smile, sitting down on the edge of the bed with a depressed air about him.

"I know," he sighed. "I just…wanted to stay with you."

"And believe me, I want you to stay, too," Lavi said, reaching for Allen with his uninjured arm. The Matron had threatened him with hospitalization if he didn't wear his right arm in that sling for at least two weeks, allowing the injury to heal. Thus, it resulted in the one-armed hug that Allen found himself leaning into gratefully. "But you've gotta go. No amount of frowning is going to change that."

"I know," Allen said, aggravated with, not only himself, but the situation as well. He moved his arms around Lavi's middle, holding him. "I'll hurry home. I don't want to leave you like this…"

"I'll be fine," Lavi replied, kissing the top of his head. "My knee is already better. My shoulder will be good as new in no time, you'll see. So don't worry about me so much."

"I can't help but worry about you," Allen admitted. Lavi laughed, the sound filling Allen with warmth and the beginning of a real smile.

"What kind of trouble can I get into like this?" Lavi asked.

"What kind of trouble can you not get into?" Allen asked, pulling back slightly to look up at Lavi. "You're always getting into something."

"I'll be good," Lavi said with a grin. "I promise."

Those words remained in Allen's mind for the duration of his trip. It was unbelievably hot in Germany, where Allen found his coat to be stifling in the summer heat. If that wasn't bad enough, the connection was terrible outside of Berlin, so that Allen couldn't speak to Lavi even if he wanted to. Two weeks of searching proved no Innocence in the area, sending Allen home empty handed and disappointed. Not only was there no sign Innocence, but now Allen was faced with several days of paperwork and incident reports to fill out for Komui. With his folder filled to the brim, Allen finished his debriefing meeting and made for the upstairs dormitories. The upside was that at least he would get to see Lavi. Despite the late hour, Allen had a feeling that Lavi would be awake, perhaps in his room where the silver-haired boy had left him over fifteen days ago. When he opened the door to his room, he was not disappointed. Upon his bed lay Lavi, his back to the door. The lamp was on, casting the room in a warm glow. A book sat neglected upon the pillow beside him. Allen smiled, closing the door. Quietly, he set the papers down on his desk, and then removed his boots, coat and belts. Lavi's breaths remained even with sleep.

"I'm home," Allen whispered quietly, moving the book onto the nightstand. Lavi didn't stir, even when the light was extinguished and Allen slipped into bed beside him. He received only the sleepiest of replies when Allen moved his arm around Lavi's waist.

"Allen…?" Lavi asked, leaning back against him.

"Go back to sleep," Allen said, pulling the blankets over their shoulders. Lavi didn't need much more convincing. His hand settled over Allen's comfortably before Lavi's breaths fell even with sleep once more. Allen smiled, pressing his cheek against Lavi's back. It felt so good to be back beside Lavi once again that even the looming prospect of paperwork didn't deter him from a blissful night's sleep.

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By the afternoon on the following day, Allen was about ready to rip his hair out.

It felt like he kept writing the same things over and over again, signing the reports that all said the same thing. He was getting a bit aggravated, knowing that Lavi was downstairs for his checkup with the Matron. Although it would have been strange to accompany him there, Allen wanted to know if his lover was going to be fine after such an injury. He was worried, since it was his right shoulder, which Lavi used primarily in combat situations. The redhead might not tell him the diagnosis if it was bad…Needless to say, when Lavi returned from his physical, Allen was a near wreck.

"What did she say?" Allen asked, throwing his quill down upon his entry.

"Almost back to one hundred percent," Lavi said, grinning as he rotated his right shoulder. He wasn't wearing his sling anymore.

"Honestly?" Allen inquired, with a deadpan expression.

"Honestly," Lavi said. The look in his eye assured Allen that this was the truth and his tension eased exponentially.

"That's good news…" Allen said with a relieved smile, running his hands over his face. "Really good news."

"I told you I'd be okay," Lavi replied, putting his hands on Allen's shoulders. The thumbs rotated over his spine, soothing some of his stress away. "You're all in knots. What's got you so wound up?"

"I was worried about you," Allen answered, leaning into Lavi's hands. "On top of that, I have all this paperwork to fill out…"

"Do you want some help?" Lavi asked.

"No…I've got to do it myself…" Allen sighed, determined to get through it. "Once I'm done, though. It's you and me and nothing but us for the night." The smaller Exorcist did not have to see Lavi to know that he was smirking.

"That sounds promising," Lavi said, moving his arms around Allen. "But I have to wait?"

"Yes," Allen replied, picking up his quill. "You do."

"Oh, but for some reason…I'm getting déjà vu here…" Lavi mused, his breath stirring Allen's hair in such a manner that his fingers trembled on the writing implement for a moment. "If I do recall, a certain situation was very similar to this one not long ago…"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Allen said.

"I think you do," Lavi said, lips brushing against Allen's ear in just the right way. "When a certain person was in the library, working very hard, I might add, only to be distracted by a certain other person who—"

"I'm not recalling this incident at all," Allen replied, playing innocent as he scratched out a few details on the report in front of him.

"That's a shame," Lavi murmured, moving away. "It was quite interesting…"

"I'll take your word for it," Allen said, keeping his back to his lover, as if uninterested. Lavi left it at that, falling silent as Allen filled out more squares on the paper with information. He was in the middle of describing an altercation he had with a hoard of akuma when Allen felt the lightest of touches against his thigh. Blinking, Allen looked down to see the mischievous eye of his lover staring back at him. Lavi was on the floor, partially beneath the desk in front of Allen, and with quite the hungry gaze.

"Maybe I should refresh your memory?" Lavi suggested, his fingertips moving with the most teasing of caresses against Allen's inner thighs. Two weeks without his lover's warmth (or knowing the release his own hand could bring him), Allen felt himself beginning to react immediately to the stimulus.

"I have work to do," Allen said, hating that his voice was already low, husky with the same amount of want that Lavi's eye conveyed.

"So do it," Lavi replied, moving his lips along the path his fingers traveled. Allen's breath hitched at the warmth he could feel through his pants, the spider webs that Lavi's fingers traced upon his legs. "I'm not stopping you." The redhead's breath was hot against Allen's zipper; against his stirring cock.

"You're cruel," Allen said.

"I'm not," Lavi insisted, kissing the bulge. His lips traced the length of Allen's erection, teeth nipping lightly at the fabric. The heat rushed to Allen's cheeks, spreading through his entire body, before plummeting downwards to his prick. His length twitched as Lavi's affections became a little more daring and Allen gripped at his quill with enough strength to break it when his lover began to suck him through the fabric. At this rate, he was going to finish before Lavi even got him out of his pants.

"Lavi," Allen groaned, unable to keep silent any longer.

"What?" Lavi asked. His breath felt hotter than before, making Allen's head fall backwards, his hips itching to thrust forward.

"Please," he begged. A moan slipped past his lips when Lavi pulled his zipper down using his teeth.

"You want me to suck you off?" Lavi inquired, in what Allen thought was his sexiest voice.

"Yes!" Allen pleaded, his fingers abandoning the quill in exchange for red hair. "Do it!" Lavi did so, and so quickly that it made Allen's head spin. One moment he was confined and uncomfortable only to find himself splendidly engulfed in the most pleasant of heat. It was the roughness of Lavi's tongue that did it, just right, on that sensitive part of the underside of Allen's cock. Not only did it catch Allen by surprise, but Lavi as well. As Allen crested, he felt Lavi move back slightly and it wasn't until he was trembling and spent that the smaller boy realized he had cum all over the redhead's face.

"Feel better?" Lavi asked, wiping at the fluid on his cheeks with his thumbs and fingertips.

"Yes…" Allen replied breathlessly, his heated gaze following the pink tongue that darted out to clean those digits of his seed.

"Good," Lavi said with a smile, moving from beneath the desk. Allen stopped him halfway, noticing a dollop of white had landed on his eye patch.

"Here, let me get this for you," he said, scooping it up with the tip of his finger. Before he could bring it to his mouth, however, Lavi grabbed hold of his hand and pulled it toward him. His tongue lapped up the liquid first, before taking the finger into his mouth. Allen felt the heat return to his cheeks when Lavi's tongue swirled around his finger, much in the same way that it had to his cock.

"I've got it," Lavi replied, once Allen was cleaned to his liking.

The next thing Allen knew, he was on top of the desk being stripped out of his clothes. All of his paperwork scattered everywhere. The inkwell toppled off the desk and onto the floor. But neither of them seemed to notice, too busy throwing garments this way and that. Allen wound his legs around Lavi's waist as the redhead stretched him, nearly knocking himself out when his head struck the shelf above the table.

"Shit! Are you okay?" Lavi asked, stilling his fingers. Allen nodded, keeping his legs firmly around Lavi's waist. Despite the pain, Allen did not want to stop, especially after wanting this so badly for the past two weeks.

"I'm fine," Allen insisted, moving his arms around Lavi's shoulders. "Just keep going." Lavi nodded and once Allen had been prepared enough, the smaller boy felt himself hoisted up. Instead of going towards the bed, Lavi pressed him against the nearest wall. There was something so hot about it: the desperate feeling that came with being screwed in an upright position several feet off the ground. And when Lavi moved upwards, gravity made it the most unbelievable experience. It was twice the pleasure because Allen could feel Lavi reaching deeper inside him with every thrust.

"Oh, yeah…" Lavi groaned against his shoulder, slamming into him with so much force that Allen was dizzy. He could only grip at Lavi's hair and hold on with every muscle of his body.

"Faster…" Allen breathed, not knowing if he could last much longer. Lavi obliged and vaguely, Allen had to wonder if someone would suspect anything. After all, the walls were shaking every time Lavi— "Oh GOD!" Allen cried out, when Lavi hit that bundle of nerves inside of him. It sent him to the peaks of pleasure that exploded into color and heat.

"A-Allen…I'm gonna…" Lavi warned. Allen felt his eyes rolling back, fingers gripping at Lavi's damp hair.

"Me…me too…!" Allen's breath hitched, his body feeling like it was on the verge of release. And then finally, he came with pulses of ecstasy that sent him reeling with pleasure, shouting to the ceiling with passion. Lavi followed immediately afterwards with a similar sound. Then, it felt like all of the bones were drained from his body. Perhaps Lavi felt the same way, because the two of them slid down to the floor in a messy heap of semen and sweat.

"That was…" Allen murmured, once he found his voice.

"Good," Lavi said, panting against his shoulder.

"Good," Allen agreed, kissing him. Lavi returned it with passion, his tongue's affection causing Allen to moan softly.

"So maybe we should do this more often," Lavi said, looking around at the scattered papers, rumpled clothing, and all together disarray of themselves.

"Maybe we should," Allen replied with a smile. Lavi pressed his forehead against Allen's, kissing his nose. In that moment, Allen knew that no matter the distance or the stress or their occupation, at the end of the day, he would always have someone to come home to. Lavi's arms would always be there for him; his smile would always make everything right.

"I love you," Lavi said against his lips.

"I love you more," Allen replied, smirking.

"You're cheeky," said Lavi, with an amused grin.

"You're just mad because I won," Allen answered, hugging him closely.

"I let you win," Lavi said.

"Oh really?" Allen asked, his brow rising slightly.

"Yeah. Really," Lavi replied, lifting Allen up once more. Allen fell backwards onto the bed with a surprised oomph! Lavi pinned his wrists above his head with a wicked grin that sent shivers through Allen's body.

"Show me, then," Allen challenged.

"With pleasure."

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Wow. I'm so fail…work makes me so uncreative…

But I hope you enjoyed it anyways! Much love for this Laven Week! It lasted EIGHT DAYS! Woo!

Love,

Dhampir72