Surprise, D.Grayman, (Allen/Rinali)
Title: Surprise Author/Artist: shiegra Rating: R/NC-17 Word count: 407 Prompt: D.Gray-man - Allen/Lenalee - Aphrodisiacs - Where did that come from?
She wasn't, to be entirely honest, perfectly sure how it happened. She had the basics--manuevering through the towering stacks of boxes and folders, she tripped and experienced the familiar fall and feeling of impending doom creeping up the back of her neck as Allen's short, aborted gasp gusted over her ear when her elbow collided with his ribs.
She remembered the liquid splashing into her face like a slap, and choking on it, tasteless, as it went down her throat. She remembered gagging and putting a hand to her mouth, trying to ask if he was all right in a voice that sounded strangely thick.
Then things got a little confusing. She wasn't sure who'd kissed who, though she thought it was probably her kissing him and if the question ever arose that would be the answer she'd tell her brother. She remembered his hands against her skin, the slender glossy length of his Innocence's fingers cutting through the fabric of her shirt, her knees skidding on liquid as she collapsed over him, need hitting her like a blow to the gut and lower, a scorching combustion low in her stomach.
Her fingers skidded on his shoulders because they both gotten a faceful of the stuff, and his hands were on her skin, a little rough, fingers curled against her skin. He made a sound low in his throat when she whimpered, and she tried to blink the liquid out of her eyes as she straddled him, grinding down.
Allen hissed involuntarily and she pressed harder, feeling the seam in her shorts fit against her just right, and kissed him again, sloppily, her tongue in his mouth and his long, inhuman fingers tracing against her spine like the touch of ice, tracing through sweat-damp skin. She gasped for breath, her hands knotting in the fabric of his shirt, and made a sound more akin to the feline sounds she'd been reduced to than anything human, low and throbbing and plaintive, as she climaxed against him. His hips hitched against her and he wrapped an arm around her waist and pinned her there for a brief moment before spasming on his own, fingers digging into her skin.
She thought he was trying to apologize, voice dazed, as she rolled off of him and out of the puzzle of colorless liquid, but she was still too busy groping for her sanity to tell him it was entirely okay.