|miko_no_da (miko_no_da) wrote,|
@ 2009-08-03 23:00:00
|Entry tags:||d.gray-man, fic, kanda, kink bingo, lavi|
[Fic] Kink Bingo: Public Humiliation - Kanda/Lavi
Kink: Public Humiliation
Warnings: It's a fic for kink bingo. It's kinky, and X-rated. Nuff said.
A bet is a bet, after all.
The book that Bookman had lent him was fascinating, a diary written by a samurai during the Thousand Years war. Kanda had never heard of the man, but considering the source he was willing to bet it was a genuine artefact. Under other circumstances he might have been completely absorbed by it.
'Other circumstances' being defined as 'not having Lavi in the room'. The loudmouth was chattering away a mile a minute, teasing Johnny, Reever, and the rest of the scientists present into laughing as well. The sounds of merriment were a little fragile, but the gaping holes where their lost comrades had once sat were still too obvious for laughter to come easily. Unfortunately that just seemed to make Lavi determined to work harder at it.
It still wouldn't have been so bad if the moron hadn't been bound and determined to include Kanda, as well. "C'mon, Yuu, lighten up, will ya?" the redhead said, poking him repeatedly on one shoulder. "Get your nose outta the book and actually talk t'the rest of us, for once."
"Why would I want to waste my time doing that?" Kanda snapped, glaring at him. Lavi just grinned and kept poking him, and Kanda growled. Not for the first time he debated going to Komui and demanding that his room be finished now, not later, so he had somewhere to escape everyone. Private quarters were a low priority for the new Headquarters, or so he'd been told. The longer he was forced to share space with Lavi, the less Kanda cared about the Order's priorities.
"You're stuck with us, y'might as well enjoy it," Lavi told him. "I bet you'd even have fun if you let yourself. We're not the enemy, after all."
"No, you're not the enemy," Kanda agreed sourly. "Just an annoying, idiotic, loud-mouthed moron. I'd rather deal with the enemy. At least I can kill them without anyone objecting."
"Hey, I'm not a loudmouth," Lavi protested, laughing. If Kanda's insults bothered him he showed no sign of it, as usual. Kanda hadn't really expected him to, but it would have been a nice surprise.
"Of all the things I just called you, that's the one you choose to argue?" Kanda rolled his eyes. "You couldn't keep your mouth shut for five minutes if your life depended on it."
"Wanna bet?" There was a dangerous gleam in Lavi's eye, and the quality of his grin changed. Kanda eyed him warily, sensing a trap but not sure where the tripwire was.
"Bet on what, your ability to keep your mouth shut? On what terms?" Kanda asked. He was fairly certain he would win any such bet – short of being asleep, he'd never yet seen Lavi go without talking for more than a few breaths. On the other hand the idiot was far too smug.
"Fifteen minutes, and if I win, you have to wear a pretty dress for the rest of the day," Lavi challenged him, to muffled snickers from the others in the room. "You might as well be proper eyecandy, if you're gonna be the second hottest Exorcist in the Order. After Lenalee, of course."
He grinned wide enough for Kanda to put his fist through. The thought of proving that comparison was tempting, but Kanda restrained himself with an effort. He was getting very tired of the idiot making that particular joke. If Kanda lost a bet like that, Lavi would never let him live it down. Was fifteen minutes of silence really worth the risk?
Then again, all he really had to do was up the ante. "Twenty minutes, and if I win, you have to do anything and everything I tell you to for the rest of the day," Kanda replied, leaning back and crossing his arms with a smirk of his own.
Lavi raised an eyebrow, but his smug grin didn't slip an inch. "Done, starting on my mark," he replied instantly. The eagerness of his response worried Kanda a little, but he still thought Lavi was overconfident. "Don't think any of Lenalee's dresses will fit you, which is a shame," Lavi continued, eyeing Kanda significantly. "Might have to see if Miranda can whip something up for you."
"Are you going to start, or just keep proving my point for me by continuing to blab?" Kanda asked, making his tone as acidic as he could. This time he was the one who won snickers from their observers.
Lavi made a dramatic zipping motion across his mouth, and gave Kanda a thumb's up. Immediately the others started teasing him, asking leading questions or trying to provoke him into making some noise. Kanda returned to his book, pleased. In some ways this was noisier than Lavi's conversation had been, but when he won the bet he would be able to order the moron out of his presence for the whole rest of the day.
Despite himself he kept sneaking peeks at the redhead over the pages of his book, checking to make certain Lavi wasn't cheating somehow. Lavi grinned wider every time he caught Kanda at it, which only made Kanda scowl the harder.
The first five minutes passed without so much as a peep from Lavi, though he did take to making comical miming gestures, warding off the attempts of the others to trick him into talking. Eventually people stopped trying so hard and returned to their earlier conversations, though someone did announce when ten minutes had gone by. Lavi settled back in his chair, watching with an oddly quirked smile on his face. Kanda forced himself to stop looking, telling himself that he wasn't worried in the least. It would never last.
At the fifteen minute mark Kanda gave up trying to concentrate on his reading, staring narrowly at Lavi. The moron just wiggled his fingers in acknowledgement of Kanda's regard, his grin widening again and the look in his eye mocking.
The door opened and Lenalee poked her head in, smiling when she spotted them all. "Hey, guys," she said, stepping in and coming to join them at the tables. "Jeryy just made fresh chocolate chip cookies! I stole some, but I can't eat them all myself so I thought I'd share. They're still warm! Who wants one?"
Lavi perked and sat up, holding his hands in front of him like a dog's paws as he made a pleading expression at Lenalee. She giggled and shook her head. "If you want some, you just have to ask," she said.
"He can't," Reever said, chuckling. "He's got a bet on with Kanda. He's still got..." he checked his watch. "Three minutes. Too bad the cookies will be cold by then. May I?" he added, and Lenalee nodded with another giggle. Reever made a production of taking a cookie and biting into it with an appreciative sound.
Others started clamouring for their share, and Lenalee handed out cookies to everyone who asked. Lavi drooped visibly and his expression grew more and more pathetic, but to Kanda's frustration he didn't so much as whimper.
Finally there was only one cookie left, and Lenalee held it up, considering. Lavi poked his lip out in an exaggerated pout, and she giggled again. "Oh, all right. I suppose I can take pity on you. Here." She handed the cookie to Lavi, who made a kissing gesture at her and bit into it happily. "What's the bet about, anyway?"
Kanda relaxed, seeing his salvation present itself at last. "I bet that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and he just lost," he said smugly. Lavi nearly choked on the bite he'd just taken. He swallowed and stared at Kanda in surprise. Kanda smirked back at him. "You had to open your mouth to eat the cookie."
"Wha... hey, that's not fair," Lavi burst out, incensed. "You meant that I wasn't allowed to talk."
"Which you just did, rendering the whole point moot," Kanda pointed out, as close to gleeful as he ever got.
Lavi blinked, then groaned and buried his face in his hands, as everyone else started to laugh. After a moment Lavi began to chuckle as well, and his expression was ruefully amused when he looked at Kanda again. "All right, y'got me fair and square, Yuu," he agreed. "I s'ppose you want me outta your hair for the day or something?"
That had been Kanda's plan, but now that he'd won the victory he found he wanted to savour it. "No, I think you need to be taught a more lasting lesson." Now Lavi looked nervous, which made Kanda feel better. "Considering what you were planning to inflict on me, that seems only fair."
"Now, Yuu, you know I wouldn't have gone too far, right?" Lavi said, laughing uneasily and raising his hands in a gesture of warding.
"I know no such thing," Kanda retorted. "Quite the opposite, I'm sure. Since you were doing such a good impression of a dog for Lenalee just now, why don't you keep going? Sit." He pointed at the floor next to him, his smirk widening.
More snickers and giggles broke out as Lavi heaved a dramatic sigh and hauled himself out of his chair, moving around the tables to sit next to Kanda on the floor. He even sat so he was kneeling with his hands on the ground, playing along by taking the posture of a dog. "So are you gonna..."
Kanda cut him off with a sharp gesture. "Dogs don't speak," he reminded the other man.
Lavi rolled his eyes. "Woof," he muttered. Then he paused and grinned again, and raised his volume. "Woof. Yap, yap. Woof! Woo..."
"Do you really want me to discipline you like a dog, too?" Kanda asked, and Lavi shut up in mid-bark, looking sheepish. Lenalee had her hand over her mouth, but her shining eyes betrayed the fact that she was laughing just as hard as the science division members.
Satisfied at last, Kanda settled down to read his book again.