Disclaimer: Don't own DGM. Because if I did, things like this fanfiction would happen in canon.

Author's Note: Yes! The start of Lavi/Allen week! Posting this at midnight-ish Eastern/Standard time on August 6th to get the partay started. WOO! Pr0nz! Forgive me, but I needed to up on my erotica a bit. Enjoy the buttsecks, guise.

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Chapter 1 (August 6th) – Culture

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"It was really nice of Komui to give us such a great vacation," Allen commented, as he and his red-haired companion hiked up a sandy driveway. Their carriage sped away, leaving them in privacy as they padded down the soft path in their heavy boots. Once Allen was sure there was no one around except for the two of them, he slipped his hand comfortably in Lavi's, earning a smile from his partner.

"We'll have to thank him when we get back," Lavi said, swinging his suitcase merrily as they walked, earning a small laugh from Allen. In the distance, he could hear the ocean and he smiled as he breathed in deeply, inhaling the salty air. Komui had been quite generous when Allen asked for time off. Even more so when the silver-haired Exorcist requested that Lavi accompany him for the four-day stay in an isolated, restful location. It could have been Komui's desire for them to be happy (or the fact that he was glad Allen and Lavi were no longer "competition" for his precious Lenalee) that made him agree with a vigor Allen had only seen when it concerned the creation of some frightening invention.

"We will," Allen agreed with a nod of his head, catching sight of a green roof over the tall, golden grass. When they rounded the corner, their get-away home came into view, stilling Allen's combat boots in the fine sand. It was a beautiful little house: a two floored structure with an emerald roof and matching shutters, off-white siding, and a handsome wrap-around porch. A wooden bench swing moved in the ocean breeze in a lazy motion. Somewhere, Allen heard wind chimes. It was the very definition of quaint, especially against the blue sea and tan beach in the distance.

"Wow," Lavi said, giving Allen's hand a squeeze. "Nice."

"Yeah," Allen agreed, his chest slightly heavy. He didn't want to admit that something like the house that stood before him was the replica of what sometimes entertained his dreams at night. Settling down in a home he could call his own, with someone he cared for more than anyone else… "Let's go inside."

The two of them entered and found a spacious living room, decorated comfortably, yet stylishly. It was definitely "home" and Allen loved every bit of it. Setting their suitcases down, they removed their boots and their coats, walking around barefooted and relaxed to explore. The rooms were light and airy, painted in soothing colors of lavender, goldenrod, and sea foam green. The furniture was tasteful, the bathrooms were clean, and the view was absolutely incredible. Not to mention, the fridge was stocked full.

"I must be in heaven," Allen said with a happy sigh. Warm arms wrapped around his waist before he was pulled against the strong chest of his lover. Lavi's laugh reverberated through his being, filling him with joy and smiles and everything good in the world.

"You're just happy about the food selection," Lavi said.

"That's not all," Allen replied, tilting his head back to smile up at Lavi, who smiled back at him. Gently, he placed a loving kiss against the redhead's jaw, threading their fingers together amiably. "I'm here with you. That's the best part."

"I couldn't agree more," Lavi said, kissing his forehead, and then his nose, finally his lips. Despite the strange angle, Allen found it nice, and the two of them lazily parted to walk out onto the patio. The ocean waves crashed against the beach in a rhythm that soothed Allen's nerves and tension: everything he had been experiencing as the struggles with the Earl intensified. Allen breathed out a sigh and asked Lavi if they could sit outside for a bit. The redhead agreed and they both curled up outside on the porch swing for a while to enjoy their serenity in each others arms. Around noon, they made lunch and then took a walk out on the beach, pinkies intertwined as the surf tickled their toes and ankles. When they returned to their beach house, they collaborated on dinner and set out a table on the patio to watch the sun sink on the horizon.

"I already feel relaxed," Allen commented, that night as they resumed their place on the porch swing to watch as the moon and stars came out.

"Me too," Lavi said, rocking them gently on the wooden bench. His lips were close to Allen's ear and his breath was warm, ghosting over his flesh pleasantly to make him shiver. The two of them hadn't been alone in several weeks. Despite the occasional play in an abandoned hallway or broom closet and the hot, desperately needy kissing sessions between missions, the two of them hadn't been together in a long time. Allen couldn't remember the last time he and Lavi had sex, and suddenly his body was very much reminded of that fact.

"Lavi," Allen said, breaking the steady rhythm of the sound of the waves and crickets.

"Hmm?" was Lavi's reply. Carefully, Allen turned around in the swing, managing to not topple them over in the process. He stared up at his lover, looking down at his slightly disheveled, but relaxed appearance in the moonlight. "What's up, Allen?" Without the use of words, Allen allowed his expression to turn hungry, showing the need his body felt, had been feeling for weeks now. The heat flowing through his veins made him feel like he was on fire, craving Lavi's flesh against his; for Lavi to be inside of him again. Leaning up, Allen pressed his lips against Lavi's, holding onto the redhead's shoulders for support as he slipped his tongue inside his mouth. A sweet moan elicited from Lavi, sending Allen into a shivering mess of pleasure from the mere sound. Lavi's lips against his, the hand holding him at the small of his back, and the way Allen could already feel Lavi rising to the occasion, were all the things Allen wanted at that moment. When he pulled away, Lavi was flushed, his lips red and swollen.

"I want you, Lavi," Allen said, his voice considerably lower, husky with desire for the man before him. Lavi did not answer, but sat up quickly, their lips meshing together once again for another passionate kiss. As their tongues slid against each other, exploring the hot caverns of their partner's mouth, Allen felt himself lifted up as Lavi stood from the swing. Instinctually and without parting, Allen wrapped his legs around Lavi's waist, holding onto his shoulders as his lover brought them inside. He heard the door close and then they made it a few steps before Allen's back was pressed against a nearby wall.

"I want you, Allen," Lavi said, once he pulled away, but only long enough to say those words. Then his lips were busy, kissing down Allen's neck with hot little licks and nips in all the right places. Lavi knew how to get him going, especially when he teased that spot just around Allen's ear. It was enough to leave Allen quivering and moaning aloud without restraint.

"Please, Lavi…" Allen said breathlessly, a small groan escaping him with Lavi mouthed his way down his neck, his tongue flicking out to trace his Adam's apple, before his teeth scraped against the gentle curve of his collarbone. Just their little bit of kissing and touching already had Allen hard and needy, his skin flushed pink with passion.

"Please, what?" Lavi asked teasingly, giving a little bite to Allen's shoulder. From beneath him, Allen could feel the pressure of Lavi's erection rubbing against his ass through their pants. It had definitely been a long time if the two of them were already this excited.

"Please…stop teasing me!" Allen whined, gripping at Lavi's shoulders as his lover began a gentle thrust against him.

"No teasing?" Lavi asked, stilling his hips, which earned an aggravated whimper from Allen. "Where's the fun in that?"

"Lavi!" Allen whined, writhing against his lover, wanting more contact, more heat between them. Anything more than what Lavi was giving him. But Lavi did not oblige, even when Allen made that face he knew would make his redheaded partner weak enough to do whatever he wanted. "Please?"

"I've got something more fun in mind," Lavi said, trailing his fingertips lightly over Allen's clothed thigh. "If you're interested…" Allen looked him in his single green eye, telling him without words that he would do anything Lavi wanted. "Hm, are you sure?" Lavi asked, brushing his lips lightly over Allen's neck. If possible, it was even more erotic than the hot, needy kisses from before. The deliberate slowness, taunting, playfulness of everything was more than enough to cause Allen's heart to race with anticipation.

"Yes," Allen breathed, holding on tightly to Lavi as the redhead immediately made for the stairs. The next thing he felt was the cool breeze coming from the open windows and the brush of soft silk against his heated skin as Lavi lowered him onto a comfortable bed. The contrast of warmth and cold was pleasantly stimulating, sensual to his senses, but when his lover's lips and hands were suddenly gone, Allen couldn't help but let out a disappointed sound. Lavi was standing beside the bed, panting with his red lips slightly parted. His shirt was crooked from all the grabbing Allen had been doing, but the silver-haired boy could only think about getting Lavi's clothes off, not caring about how they looked now. But before Allen could make to reach for the hem of Lavi's tee, the redhead stepped playfully out of the way.

"Lavi," Allen said, making a very needy face at his lover. He didn't want to play this game with Lavi. It had been too long for him to not be getting fucked silly into the mattress by his boyfriend.

"You said you wanted to do something fun," Lavi replied innocently, trailing his fingertips over his own body with deliberate slowness.

"I do," Allen answered, his voice husky, almost a growl, at the sight of Lavi's nipples hardening beneath his own caresses. "But I can't have fun if you're over there."

"Don't rush, Allen," Lavi said, in the most nonchalant sort of voice. Allen blushed when he realized that Lavi had used the same tone during some of their…kinkier sessions. Obeying, Allen waited for Lavi to explain exactly what it was he had in mind. The redhead didn't say anything else. Instead, he made a show of walking in a very sexy manner about the room, bending over to reach for one of the suitcases they had brought up to the room earlier that day. Allen found his eyes taking in the leanness of his boyfriend's rear and those legs that drove him wild.

"Lavi," Allen said, using his sternest voice to get his lover's attention. "If you don't get over here now, I'm going to do it myself." To accentuate this point, Allen removed his shirt and threw it across the room carelessly. Neatness be damned; he wanted Lavi now.

"Patience is a virtue, Allen," Lavi answered, removing a small box from his suitcase, not seeming to notice the display. With that procured, Lavi stood up and walked over to the bed, a very promising look on his face. "Now, I remember a time we got really wild." He flicked open the catches on the curious container but did not open it. "You really liked it when I tied you up and had my way with you, didn't you, Allen?" Just the way Lavi was talking was making Allen hot, not to mention recalling the incident in question. Lavi had tied him to the headboard with a few well-placed knots before proceeding to fuck his brains out. It had been so amazing that Allen came three times during the course of that night and all from being dominated so forcefully by his fiery lover.

"Yes," Allen admitted, his face hot. If Lavi was going to do that to him tonight, he had no arguments at all. In fact, he had been wanting to ask if they could do it again, but had been a bit too embarrassed to bring it up afterwards. Lavi, he knew, had been guilty for weeks at the bruises he'd left on Allen's wrists. But in truth, it had made Allen horny to look at them, remembering exactly how incredible the sex had been.

"So, I was going to ask if you wanted to be introduced to a little subculture known as BDSM," Lavi explained.

"What is it?" Allen asked, curious, as he had never heard the term before.

"An acronym," Lavi replied, giving Allen a grin.

"What does it stand for?" Allen asked, more specific.

"It stands for a lot of things, actually: bondage and discipline are the first two letters," Lavi answered. Allen's face heated as he continued. "Then the next two are dominance and submission. The last two are sadism and masochism." Allen made a displeased face at that and Lavi laughed in agreement. "Don't worry. I'm not into that," he said, making Allen relax slightly. Although he had enjoyed the burn of the ropes around his wrists, he didn't think he could handle Lavi beating him or anything like that.

"So…it's a culture of…s-sex?" Allen asked, stuttering a bit over the word. Even though he was no stranger to intercourse, or the pleasure that accompanied it, Allen was still a bit embarrassed to have gotten so…unusual in his preferences. Lavi smirked.

"It's basically the official name for fetishism. You know, like what we did that night. Also whips and chains, master and slave situations, roleplay, toys, lots of leather…" Allen knew Lavi was doing it on purpose: letting those words do the caressing for him, riling Allen up for the play that was to come. "You name it, we'll do it." Allen swallowed, excitement coursing through him. Perhaps this would be his chance to ask for some of the…naughtier things that had crossed his mind during sex.

"What do you want to do?" Allen asked.

"Anything you want to," Lavi answered vaguely.

"What do you think I'd like, then?" Allen inquired, rubbing his palm against the tent in his pants. He didn't miss the way Lavi's hungry eye took in the sight.

"You liked being tied up," Lavi replied, pulling out some silken rope from his box. "Maybe this won't…leave any marks." Allen watched as the red restraint coiled on the end of the bed like a snake. His cock gave a twitch upon seeing it, knowing what pleasure it could bring.

"I do," Allen said, face still a bit heated with his blush.

"Maybe you want to try something else with it too, hm?" Lavi asked, pulling out a black, spiked collar.

"What's that?" Allen asked. Lavi grinned and handed it to him.

"Want to try out a little roleplay? It's a bit different than what we've tried. It's more about domination and submission," Lavi explained. Allen undid the buckle on the collar and stared at it before looking up at Lavi through his eyelashes.

"So that means…you'll order me around before tying me up and doing bad things to me?" Allen inquired, a hopeful tenor to his voice.

"All while you call me 'master'," he replied, grinning in such a way that Allen couldn't get the collar on fast enough. "Someone's eager." Although Lavi's comment sounded sarcastic, Allen could tell that he was the one who had put the heat into his lover's gaze.

"Of course," Allen said, running his tongue along his own lower lip in a teasing manner. "Master." Lavi raised an eyebrow, seemingly impressed by this.

"Okay, Slave, then let's get to it," he said and Allen felt his finger hook around the ring on the collar, pulling him gently, though with some force, towards the end of the bed. Lavi kissed him with the strongest amount of passion yet and Allen returned it, his lust for their game heightening his responses. But their contact did not last long, as Allen felt a tug on his collar when Lavi moved away. "But first: some parameters." Allen groaned at this, the sound cut off as Lavi gripped his chin and forced him to look up. "First of all: none of that. I make the rules, darling." Allen felt his breath speed up at the authoritative tone, never realizing he would like this so much. "Secondly, you're not allowed to touch yourself. At all." Allen barely kept his whimper from escaping. He was so hard he truly believed that Lavi could make him cum just by speaking. "Thirdly, I want you to suck my cock. So get on your knees and do it well, love."

"Yes, Master," Allen replied, doing as he was asked. Trembling, his fingers hurriedly went to the front of Lavi's pants, unbuttoning and unzipping so that he could finally get to that he truly wanted. Call him a whore, but Allen really liked sucking Lavi's dick. His lover's erection was before him and Allen lapped at the head with his tongue, tasting the delicious saltiness of Lavi's precum. He felt a hand in his hair, gripping him gently as a silent entreaty to continue. Doing as he was bidden, Allen took Lavi into his mouth with a soft groan, moving down on him slowly. Relaxing his throat to accommodate Lavi's length and girth, Allen then began to move his head, creating a pumping motion around that throbbing organ.

"Mm…you're so good at this, Allen," Lavi murmured from above him. Allen hummed in response, loving the way he could make his lover moan with such passion. Maybe Allen got carried away, because Lavi soon pulled away, panting with his cheeks a lovely shade of red. "Maybe you're getting too good." Allen smiled at the compliment, licking at the corners of his mouth in a very seductive manner; the way that drove Lavi wild, even if Allen was just cleaning up his lips from an after-midnight snack.

"Did it…displease you, Master?" Allen asked, quirking his eyebrow slightly as he eyed the very stiff prick before him. It twitched beneath his gaze, allowing Allen to know that Lavi was anything but displeased. Lavi tilted his chin up with the tips of his fingers, moving quicker than Allen expected to latch onto the collar.

"Did I say you could speak?" he inquired, tilting his head slightly in an almost disinterested gesture. Allen did not want to admit that this condescending treatment was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced.

"No, Master," Allen replied, breathy and horny. Lavi narrowed his eye at the answer, but did not comment. Instead, he tugged on the collar once more, pulling Allen to a stand.

"Take your pants off," he ordered. Allen scrambled to do so, getting naked faster than he ever had in his life. Exposed, Allen felt no embarrassment, only excitement for whatever Lavi was going to do to him. The redhead grinned at him, producing a long strip of black silk that Allen hadn't seen before. Before he could ask what Lavi's plans were for it, the cloth was tied around his head, obstructing his vision. In the newfound darkness, Allen felt the lightest caress against his shoulder, making him shiver.

"You've been a very good boy," Lavi said. "So I'm going to give you a reward." Allen's breath stilled with anticipation. Despite not being able to see, he could feel Lavi's heated stare on his body, roaming over the naked, willing flesh. He gasped when his lover's hand suddenly grasped him, giving the slightest squeeze to his cock. It took all of his self-restraint to not make any sound. He must have been making a strange face because Lavi chuckled and commented: "Look at that control…" Lavi's hand continued to manipulate his cock until Allen feared he might collapse right there from all the teasing.

"What do you want me to do, hmm?" Lavi purred, not stilling his hand. "You want me to really reward you?" Allen could not stop his hips from moving no matter how hard he tried, especially when Lavi gave him the most pleasurable squeeze yet. His mind blanked to white and for a millisecond, Allen thought he was going to finish right there. "Maybe...I should punish you instead…"

"Please, Master," Allen moaned, beyond playing. Lavi let go of him, obviously sensing his distress.

"On the bed," Lavi commanded. Blindfolded, Allen could only take small steps backwards until he hit the side of the mattress. Then he carefully hoisted himself up, climbing on top of it to await further instructions. "Well, don't you paint a pretty picture?" Lavi's fingers brushed over his skin in a light, sensual manner that matched his voice. But then, the palm of his hand slapped against Allen's thigh. It was slightly painful, but fueled the tingling heat within his body perfectly. "Now, on your knees again." Allen obeyed quickly, allowing Lavi to tie his hands together with a knot of silk against the bedpost.

So there he was: tied up, blindfolded, and completely at his Master's mercy. The only thing that would make it better was when Lavi took him, which he wanted so badly; badly enough that his cock was hard and dripping with precum. He could feel it dribbling from the head, down the shaft, along the insides of his thighs. Never before had he been this turned on. Especially craving such a role from his lover.

"Ah!" Allen gasped, surprised when he felt the slick press of a finger inside of him. From there, he bit his lip to keep from uttering any more sounds, his body rocking back and forth against the digit pumping inside of him.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Allen?" Lavi asked, his lips against Allen's ear. The smaller boy could feel his lover's body against him, just as hot and wanting as his. He wanted to answer, but could only get out a throaty moan when a second finger joined the first. "Oh, I'll take that as a yes, then."

Lavi did not disappoint.

After his three fingers had transformed Allen into a trembling, horny wreck, Lavi finally entered him. Allen's mind didn't even register the slight discomfort, just as Lavi didn't notice how they had both broken out of character. All he could focus on was Lavi inside of him, pounding into him with enough force to send the bed slamming against the wall. When Lavi hit his prostate, Allen screamed, arching his back against the redhead, who continued to slam into that one, perfect place inside of him. Lavi gripped his hip as he buried himself deeper inside Allen, gripping the smaller boy's cock with his right hand.

And that was all she wrote.

Allen crested with a loud shout, spurting cum all over himself and the sheets. Lavi was not far behind and Allen groaned with him as he released. Still tied up and shaking, Allen slumped forward tiredly. After a moment, Lavi removed himself and untied Allen, his strong arms catching the silver-haired boy before he could collapse onto the mattress. Never before had Allen felt like the life had been so pleasantly fucked out of him.

"Did you enjoy that?" Lavi asked, removing the blindfold. When Allen's eyes adjusted, he could see his lover lying beside him, a pleased look upon his face. Allen's mirrored Lavi's.

"So much," Allen answered, his eyes falling heavily downwards.

"We'll play again some other time, then," Lavi promised, kissing Allen's burning wrists. Even though the sheets were wet, slightly sticky, and a tad uncomfortably hot, Allen smiled and curled up next to Lavi, falling into an almost immediate sleep. In his last few moments of consciousness, Allen felt the gentle press of Lavi's lips against his forehead and then a loving endearment whispered into his ear.

Needless to say, Allen slept with a smile.

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"What is this?" you ask. Oho, why yes. This Laven collection is actually going to contain all seven prompts in ONE story. Oh, hellz yes. Lots and lots of smut ahead. Ready to set sail? More tomorrow.

Love,

Dhampir72