SisterWicked

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 30 Jul 2011 04:15:19 GMT

I am horridly, utterly, terminally and completely bored and unstimulated.
If one of my 'adoring fans' or 'avid download followers' would care to have a chat, that would be lovely.

My IM is x_5ilver5nake_x@yahoo.com on YIM, or either of the shared accounts for my writing group, namely sailorlight22@yahoo.com on MSN, x5ilver5nakex on AIM.

I am also on the embedded chat for my website, http://ahparchive.seraphimlabs.net .

Sherlock [BBC Series]

s3lfexpr3ssion — Fri, 05 Nov 2010 13:02:12 GMT

Based on the books by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, this updated version of the Sherlock Holmes stories is modern, edgy, and dangerous. Set in present day London, Holmes is as brilliant and arrogant as ever. His loyal friend Watson served in the Afghanistan war as an army doctor. Together, they embark on thrilling, funny, and outrageous adventures.

Number Of Episodes: 3 + Unaired Pilot
Released By: HAGGiS
Format: AVI
Resoloution: 624 x 368
Filesize: Pilot - 600MB, Others - 700MB each

Pilot

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

Pt.4

Pt.5

Pt.6

Pt.7

Pt.8

Pt.9

Pt.10

Pt.11

Episode 1

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

Pt.4

Pt.5

Pt.6

Pt.7

Pt.8

Pt.9

Pt.10

Pt.11

Pt.12

Pt.13

Pt.14

Episode 2

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

Pt.4

Pt.5

Pt.6

Pt.7

Pt.8

Pt.9

Pt.10

Pt.11

Pt.12

Pt.13

Pt.14

Episode 3

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

Pt.4

Pt.5

Pt.6

Pt.7

Pt.8

Pt.9

Pt.10

Pt.11

Pt.12

Pt.13

Pt.14

Enjoy.

Fanfiction, Sequel to Fall Away

s3lfexpr3ssion — Mon, 13 Sep 2010 08:08:15 GMT

Well, I did say I'd do something more for this if I got at least 200 requests/demands/pleas for more. To date, there are 315. So here it is.

Title: Fall Away 2 (Original, I know. Whee.)
Author: SisterWicked
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: R to eventual NC-17
Warnings: Cursing, angst, yaoi and implied semi-con.

Summary: Continuation of Fall Away. Possibly more to follow.

Fall Away 2

A D.Gray-Man Fanfiction

By SisterWicked

Chapter 1

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Title may change.

I would also like to take this opportunity to announce that I no longer intend to post my updates on many sites with anything approaching regularity. Everything will go to my group's private archive, and possibly AFF or LJ at a much later date. If you wish to continue reading my works, visit our site to do so. The URL is given in my profile here. Be advised that we actually have and enforce rules there. Thanks for reading.

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Staring down at his shackled hands in disgust, Tyki sighed. He should have known they were going to lose the war. After all, he'd invested quite a bit of himself into the effort. And any time he bothered to involve himself in something..

It went straight to hell.

Glancing at the room's prominently displayed wall clock, he scowled at it's annoying slow progress. It seemed that the bureaucracy of the Church involved just as much tedium and meaningless posturing as any other, despite the lofty assertions of it's revered leaders.

Closing his eyes, he ignored the muffled drone of the court's proceedings, satisfied that his turn before the chopping block was sure to come whether he remained attentive or no. The thought of attentiveness made him grumble to himself, recalling exactly how a lack of it had landed him in his current predicament.

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He had made a mistake.

Staring at the cards spread before him on the table's cloth-covered surface, he could barely contain a faint hiss of disbelief. But there was no arguing with the four aces and grinning Joker that met his startled gaze, or the neat pair of Kings and Queens alongside the ten of spades that he himself held.

He had lost. Again.

Forcing a smile, he pushed fully half of his rapidly diminishing pile of tokens across the table, folding his cards and returning them to the deck. The blonde teamster opposite him grinned viciously, his pockmarked face no more attractive for it. Shuffling rapidly, the man dealt their hands with casual derision, lifting his own with a pleased hum.

"You gonna play, or just wonder what winning would be like? In or out, pretty."

Tyki scowled murderously at the term of address, well and truly fed up with it after an hour of use. Sparing a look at his cards, he blinked at the motley collection of faceless suitcards, his suspicions of the other's dishonesty confirmed a moment too late for calling out. Shaking off his ire, he reached for the nearest token. "In. At ten."

Before the blonde could voice his agreement, the door all but exploded inward, showering both men with debris. Cursing at the sting of splintered wood along his bared arms, Tyki abandoned his seat. There was a warning crackle of energy nearby, a distinct reminder of exactly why it was that he had chosen the back room of this particular den of iniquity for his gambling rather than the more pleasant setting of an open tavern.

Innocence.

Which meant an Exorcist.

Drawing upon his innate powers, he forced back the almost unseen attack that came first, reeling backward in surprise when his own strike was carelessly deflected. The thinned cloud of dust and smoke revealed a slight figure clothed in brilliant white, the particolored mask and writhing collection of seemingly-alive material adding to his dismay.

Of all possible opponents, this was very nearly the worst he could have encountered. Bracing himself, he laughed with a mocking tone that he only half-believed himself. "Why, fancy meeting you here.. Does the most noble and exalted Allen Walker make a habit of destroying personal property these days?"

The boy met his gaze cooly, hoisting his sword effortlessly. "I don't think His Eminance would mind if there were fewer establishments for whoring and gambling, Tyki. You should be glad that I caught you at one and not the other." Without another word, he launched himself at the brunette with killing intent, his blade alight with the full limit of his syncronization.

Astonished at the sheer ferocity of his attack, Tyki lifted an arm sheathed in blocking energy as he retreated. The determined expression on the other's face was unwavering, the bleakness of it making the man aware of just how deadly an enemy this boy could be if taken lightly.

As he steeled himself to meet the coming onslaught, he gasped in horrified shock as the boy sliced cleanly through both shield and flesh, his movements unerring as he allowed the momentum to spin him around for a second slash that obliterated the Noah within him as if it had never existed.

Unable to comprehend the enormity of what had just transpired, the brunette collapsed against the nearest wall, his eyes wide with disbelief. Clearly, the boy had grown into himself, the almost mechanical precision of his attack leaving no room for doubt in his abilities.

Struggling to lift himself from the ground, the man laughed shakily. "Oh, well played, boy.. You've become quite the executioner." Swallowing heavily, he nodded at the other's still raised sword. "I suppose this is the part where I beg for my poor, precious life to be spared.. But of course you can't really do that, can you? My life is forfeit by the order of your God." Recalling the particular limitations of the boy's weapon, he smiled. "Will it be now, then? Tell me, Exorcist, what does my future hold?"

Sheathing the ridiculously outsized blade, Allen knelt before the other carefully. "That isn't for me to decide, Tyki. I'm only here to destroy your Noah and bring you back for trial." Pulling the still-dazed man up to sit, he frowned at his continued bemusement. "You have a lot to answer for, so I wouldn't hesitate to argue your case as soon as the opportunity presents itself.. Be grateful that you'll have a second chance to make things right at all." Preparing to rise, he hummed thoughtfully. "Actually, there is one thing I do get to decide."

Before the man could form the obvious question, the white-haired boy smiled grimly. "You're going to have one hell of a headache when you wake up." With that, he drove his fist sharply into the brunette's astonished face.

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"Former Noah, Tyki Mikk."

He straightened at the sound of his name, regarding the officiant with a halfsmirk. The man nodded his acknowledgement of the brunette's presence, reading from a small stack of papers.

"You stand accused of direct assault against the Church, the wanton destruction of Our Lord's most holy Innocence, willful flight to avoid capture and multiple counts of heresy. You are named specifically in the death inquests of over one hundred Exorcists, Finders and the citizens of various countries. You are also named as the direct enabler of over a dozen knows creations of Akuma. In light of these charges, how do you plead?"

Raising an eyebrow, he shrugged. "Would you allow any plea but guilty? I notice a distinct lack of representation.."

The man glared over the rims of his reading glasses, his expression speaking volumes on his opinion of the brunette's legal rights. "We were unable to find a willing attorney for you, which is hardly unexpected. As you yourself have stated, the question is merely a formality, as we have the sworn testimony of unbiased devotees of the Church." Lifting his head, he indicated the similarly dressed men at either side of him, his smile faint but unmistakable. "With no evidence to the contrary, this court finds you unequivocally guilty on all counts. The penalty for your crimes is disciplinary incarceration for the remainder of your natural life, to be enacted immediately."

He snorted to himself quietly, unsurprised. From his horrid losing streak to his singularly unattractive black eye, the resulting imprisonment, and even now the damnable itch that his restraints would not allow him to scratch, along with the all-too-predictable verdict, things could hardly get any worse.

The black-robed officials ignored the sound, stamping the papers before them with perfunctory movements. Gathering them into a sheaf, the presiding Judge cleared his throat. "As there are no further stipulations to be set by this court, the defendant will now be remanded to the custody of an established officer within the prosecuting Branch." Glancing quickly at the forms, there was only a moment of silence before the name of his keeper was called.

"Exorcist Lavi. Approach the bench."

Apparently he was wrong about a great many things.

The redhead was definitely older, but the several year's difference was almost mockingly negligible, his voice perhaps a note deeper and his hair just a touch longer than the older man recalled. Ignoring the other's long-suffering sigh, he accepted the documents from the Judiciary's hand with a nod, addressing the brunette in an irritatingly flat tone. "Let's go."

For an instant, he seriously considered refusing the clear command, but the likely result seemed unattractive when added to his present indignity. Rising to his feet, he avoided the looks of the gathered crowd, following the Exorcist through the door and into the hall. He cleared his throat loudly, but the sound went unacknowledged.

After several twists and turns, the redhead gestured to an open doorway, obviously intending that they enter. Scowling at his wordless pointing, Tyki stepped inside, looking around disinterestedly. Hearing the door close and latch, he raised a questioning eyebrow. "Are you intending to ignore me to death, Lavi?"

The Exorcist snorted indelicately, nodding toward the room's single chair. "Right. Because I have problems murdering people. Sit down."

The brunette's frown deepened at the covert jibe, his mouth opening to retort. Shaking his head rapidly, Lavi strode forward. Planting a hand against the other's chest, he shoved him backward hard enough for stumbling, his eye narrowed. "Sit down and shut up."

Waiting until the man complied, he seated himself at the cluttered desk against one wall, taking a pen from a cup filled with them. Looking over the thin stack of forms he held, he scribbled intermittently at various sections, stuffing the finished product into a blank folder and then into a drawer. Glaring across the surface of the desk, he rubbed tiredly at his eye. "Do you have anywhere to go, where they won't be able to find you again?"

Tyki gaped at him wordlessly, his eyes almost comically wide. "What?"

Sighing, the redhead reached for a slender box near one elbow, pulling out a cigarette and a tiny silver lighter. Striking a flame to the end of it, he inhaled shallowly, closing his eye. Rousing himself after a rough exhale, he slumped back into his chair. "You want one?"

Nodding dumbly, the Noah waited for him to retrieve a second cigarette, wincing at the awkward process of igniting it while restrained. "Thank you. And what do you mean, somewhere-"

Lavi pushed an overlarge ashtray into the middle of the desk, flicking his own ashes into it with studied carelessness. "I mean do you have a place to go when you leave. Not some dump of a hotel, and not a random bar where they'll sniff you out in a week. Somewhere that you can just live and not have to worry about the Order."

Again the man's expression betrayed his bewilderment, and the redhead groaned softly. "You can't possibly be that stupid, Tyki. What did you expect me to do with you, shove you through an interdimensional doorway like garbage?"

Stubbing out his unfinished cigarette angrily, he rose to his feet, his ire clear on his face. "Goddamn it, why did you even let them catch you? And in a whorehouse, of all places! You couldn't keep it in your fucking pants for long enough to get the Hell out of town? Idiot!" He paced as he raged, stopping just shy of the astonished brunette at the culmination of his rant. Bending close, he dug a hand into the man's loose hair, tugging his head back sharply. "I swear to God, if they ever bring you back here I'll kill you myself. Is that simple enough for you to understand, Tyki? I'll take my hammer and shove it straight up your-"

Releasing the man abruptly, he stepped back, taking a long breath for control. "You're going to wait for me to take those off," He nodded at the other's shackles, "And then you're going to knock me out. Or stab me with my letter opener. Something." He pointed to one corner of the desk, waiting for the man's gaze to follow. "Then you're going to take that set of keys, go to the end of this hallway and get the fuck out of here."

Pausing for a breath, he frowned. "And you're going to drop the keys right outside the door. Because they take for-fucking-ever to replace those when they get lost."

Straightening carefully, Tyki stubbed out his neglected cigarette. "All right, I'll play along, Lavi. When and where will I be meeting you after you recover from your injury?"

"You won't."

Raising an eyebrow, the brunette hummed curiously. "Then you'll be meeting me?"

"No."

His second eyebrow joined the first. "That hardly makes sense, Lavi. Exactly what are you trying to accomplish, if not-"

The redhead snorted quietly, shaking his head. "A lover's tryst? A tearful and heartfelt reunion?" He leaned against the edge of his desk with a short laugh. "Hardly. I've had enough of you to last me a lifetime and more." Waving a hand at the man's surprised face, he sobered. "I just want you gone. If I take over custody of you, I'll have to look at you every damn day for the rest of too fucking long. Do you really think I want that?"

The Noah's gaze narrowed speculatively, his mouth curling into a half smile. "You have a lover, then."

Lavi returned his smirk evenly, shaking his head. "Funny thing about that.. I never really had any interest in relationships. Of any kind. Not entirely sure why."

Tyki rolled his eyes irritated disbelief. "Ridiculous.. You honestly expect me to believe that you've chosen to reject your friends here, deny all your attachments and taken a vow of celibacy? Lack of formal education does not leave me retarded by default, Lavi."

Watching for any sign of the boy's obvious duplicity, he frowned when none was forthcoming. "Nothing we did warranted that. There were no promises, no great trauma, and certainly no allusions to anything more than there was. In so vast an organization, surely you were able to find someone-"

"They all know."

The redhead's soft reply brought him up short, his temper extinguished as abruptly as it had risen. "What..?"

"Everyone knows what happened. From the time I went missing until you shoved me through that damned door." The Exorcist's voice was low but direct, his expression unfathomable. "Did you know that the Ark has a memory, Tyki? Did you even care?" He reached again for his cigarettes, lighting one with a practiced motion. "The place you took me was inside it.. So naturally someone who knew how could watch it if they wanted to."

Before the man could speak the obvious name, Lavi nodded. "Yeah. He wanted to know what was so wrong with me, that I wouldn't even write it in my journals." Inhaling the acrid smoke, he laughed. "He was good enough to keep what was said to himself, but he had to report what physically happened. He thought he was helping me, you know.. Like leaving out a few words was going to make any difference in the end."

Shaking off his gradually rising horror, the brunette cleared his throat. "Then.. What did he report?"

Lavi shrugged. "That you bested me in combat, abducted me, held my Innocence as behavioral insurance and raped me. Then you for whatever reason gave me back my clothes, my weapon and forcibly ejected me into the middle of nowhere." Closing his eye, he drew heavily on his cigarette. "Of course no one wanted to believe it, but they pretty much had to take his word on it. After all, when does Allen Walker lie?"

He shook his head, flicking his ashes. "It doesn't matter anymore, because nobody mentions it to my face. If they talk to me at all." Frowning at the remnants of his smoke, he crushed it into the ashtray. "Its easy to let go of things when you know you can't have them, Tyki.. And its just as easy to not want what you don't need."

Ignoring the brunette's quick inhale, he straightened. "I'll bet he thinks he's helping now, too.. Making sure that it was me who got the assignment for you." Sighing, he stepped forward again, taking hold of the other's restraints. Mumbling a strangely accented word, he pulled them off carefully, setting them atop the desk with a quiet thud. "He probably knows what I'm going to do, too.. My considerate and devoted friend, moving heaven and earth so that I can-"

"Come with me."

The brunette rose to his feet, ignoring the lightened sensation of his freed hands. "Cut your finger or some such, drizzle a bit of blood here and there and let's go. Otherwise, you're stuck with me." Smiling grimly at the Exorcist's irate sound, he moved forward deliberately. "For someone so intelligent, you're almost painfully dense, Lavi. I wonder how long it will take, to drain this bitterness from you.."

The boy stepped back quickly, meeting the desk's edge with a jarring thud. Hissing at the sharp pain, he glared at the other warningly. "You stay the hell away from me. I know exactly how stupid I am, but I'm smart enough to not repeat my mistakes." Lowering his hand to the holster at his thigh, he drew himself up firmly. "I'll fight you if I have to, Tyki. Letting you leave can always wait for later."

Tyki shook his head faintly, advancing a halfstep. "I daresay it can't, Lavi.. Wouldn't your weapon kill a normal man?" He sighed at the Exorcist's wide eye. "There are many things that need settling, but it may not be in anyone's best interest to have the necessary discussion here.. You truly wish to have your chance for vengeance taken from you, the way everything else was taken?" His tone was intentionally infuriating, and the redhead paled before his coloring deepened in rage.

"You- It wasn't like that! I let you, wanted you to.. to.." He broke off with a rough growl of pained fury, his hands clenching into fists. "Everyone thinks you used me, took something important and made it nothing.. And I can't ever tell the truth! If it's like this when they all feel pity for me, what would it have been like if they'd known that I begged for it? If Allen had told them everything, I think I could stand it, but he didn't and I became some sad, pitiful little thing that no one wants to speak to in case they slip up and say the wrong thing!"

Tyki stiffened in surprise at the reason for his anger, inching forward carefully. "You were treated so, Lavi..? Even with the Walker boy's protection of the details?" He shook his head in disbelief at the redhead's terse nod, casting caution aside to close the remaining space between them. "Then I should have ignored my better judgement and had what I wished."

Latching quickly onto the Exorcist's wrists, he held his arms securely down. The effort required was much greater than he recalled, but the effect was the same. The redhead struggled fiercely against his grip, attempting to lever a knee up to kick.

"Off- of me! Son of a Bitch- Let go!"

The older man avoided the movement, wincing at the sidescrape of his heavy boot along the calf of his leg. "If I had known that it would be this way regardless, I would never have released you. I could have kept you for myself, and let the Earl believe that you were broken beyond repair!"

Lavi all but spat in disdain, hurling his weight backward in hopes of shifting the desk. "They would have killed you! And if they hadn't, they would have tossed you straight out the damn door!"

Narrowing his eyes, the brunette hissed in reply. "And what will your Order do to you, little fool? What have they already done?"

The fight bled abruptly out of the Exorcist, the unexpectedness of it startling the other. Fixing his gaze on the man's topmost shirt button, he laughed quietly. "They gave me exactly what I deserved, for the wrong reason." Sagging tiredly, he relaxed his hands at his sides, the right brushing uncaringly over his still-sheathed Innocence. "I waited for you, thinking you might.. That maybe you'd change your mind after all. I purposely took missions alone and far from here, hoping that.." He snorted softly, shaking his head. "Allen knew. There's no way he didn't see right through me, after what he heard from my own fucking mouth.. And he never said a word. He even offered to go with me a few times, in case I found the wrong Noah."

He inhaled shallowly, swallowing to clear his throat. "Then Bookman left. He said he had everything he needed from the Order, so it was time to move on to another Event." Humor was the farthest thing from what seeped into his words, but still he laughed as he spoke. "He didn't even wait for me to come back from my mission. It made me think about what you said, at the end.. That I shouldn't let myself believe things when there wasn't any reason. I always thought that he felt something more than responsibility for me, but he never did. He had everything he needed from me, too."

Lifting his head, he met the man's gaze evenly. "If you did what you did thinking it would protect me, you were wrong. You should have killed me."

Freeing one hand, the brunette covered his mouth firmly. "Don't wish away your life so easily, Lavi. Part of the reason I coveted you was how full of living you were." He released the boy's other arm, leaning close enough to feel his slow breaths along the skin of his face. "If you have no more need of your life, give it to me. I'd be more than happy to put your existence to good use."

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That's it. There could very well be more, if people wished for it. Again, this will be the last posting to multiple sites I once frequented, so be sure to move yourselves along to my group's archive for further updates.
Thank you for reading.

Update... Nightmare Game ch.10

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 07 Aug 2010 02:23:28 GMT

So here it is, after.. However long. Hooray.

Nightmare Game

A D.Gray-Man Fanfiction

By SisterWicked

Chapter 10 - Legion's Key

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Well, I'm not much for these, but since it's been so long, I'll at least make an honest attempt. After real life intruded into the scene, things took a backburner. And frankly, I almost lost interest in writing for this fandom because 3/4 of my 'fans' are douchebags that whine and cry when asked to provide simple feedback in exchange for the immense effort spent on my part as well as the rest of my group. Bottom line? If you really think it's so 'wonderful and hot!1!', LEAVE A FUCKING COMMENT. Lack of it, positive OR negative, is why I've only been posting to my group's private archive. Don't like that? Kiss my motherfucking ass.

With that said, here's your goddamned update.

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The first thing that Lavi noticed upon awakening was the extreme proximity of his sleeping lover's body.

The man's left arm was a not-altogether unpleasant weight across his middle beneath the sheets, and his left leg lay intertwined with the redhead's own, effectively preventing his escape through anything less than heroic effort and stealth. His right arm lay beneath the Exorcist's pillow, allowing full contact of chest to back.

Even in his mostly-alert state of mind, the boy was hard pressed to name their arrangement as anything but cuddling. The very idea left him snickering helplessly, and after several moments of half stifled glee, he felt the other stir reluctantly.

"Mm.. Something amusing, Lovely..?"

The languid tone of his question stoked the Exorcist's hilarity to completely new levels, and he replied as best he could through fits and starts of laughter. "You.. Did you think I was gonna- Oh, God- sneak off somewhere, Tyki?" He turned carefully, facing the man with an almost serious expression. "Did you miss me that much..? It's usually me latched onto you, you know."

The brunette raised an eyebrow at his statement, smiling faintly. "As a matter of fact, yes. I've gotten used to having you here, so I intended to take full advantage of my regained comfort." Tightening his arm, he urged the redhead forward. "I wasn't quite finished yet.. But besides that, did you sleep well despite my clinginess, Lavi?" He hummed contentedly at the Exorcist's firm nod, his fingers tracing meaningless patterns over the skin of his back. "That's good.. Did you see the clock? It feels like we've missed the morning entirely."

Glancing over the other's lowered head, he laughed. "Almost two in the afternoon.. We should be ashamed of ourselves." In outright conflict with his remark, he settled closer still, his touch lowering by teasing degrees until the boy inhaled sharply. "Are you ashamed, Lovely..? We did have an almost excusable reason to lie abed so late."

The redhead swallowed heavily, shaking his head. "N-no, not really.. But I think we should probably work on getting up soon."

Tyki laughed, stroking his palm over the curve of the boy's lower back deliberately. "Oh, I thought that's exactly what we were doing.. My mistake."

The Exorcist growled softly, pressing close against the man's chest. "It is a mistake, unless you're going to finish what you start." Allowing the other to pull away, he sighed. "I'll take that as a no, then. Can I move now? You won't get to visit the hospital if we don't leave the bed." At the mention of their daily activity, the brunette's eyes widened almost comically, and the boy found himself abruptly alone.

Tyki shook his head quickly, annoyed with himself. "Ah, they must think we aren't coming, it's never been quite this late, after all." Crossing the room, he rummaged through his wardrobe, ignoring the redhead's speculative glance at his uncovered backside as he retrieved the clothing he sought. Looking back at the watching Exorcist, he hummed curiously. "Will you be joining me, Lovely..? As much as I approve, I doubt you're in a fit state for visiting children.."

Scowling, Lavi pushed free of the blankets, wincing at the faint soreness of his muscles. "Very funny. Hand me some clothes and we can go." Accepting a shirt and a set of undergarments, he shrugged his arms into the slightly too-big former, fastening the buttons. Stepping into the latter, he sighed at the closeness of the cut. "I can't believe that these fit you.."

The older man laughed outright at the other's discomfited examination of his own rear, gesturing at himself. "I'm simply not as well.. Proportioned as you, Lavi. I had actually considered purchasing clothing more to your size, but you'd never mentioned it so I decided to wait until you asked."

Biting his lip, the redhead nodded faintly. "You don't have to, it really isn't that bad." Taking a pair of pants, he finished dressing himself silently, frowning at the man's sudden interest. "I can't pay you back if you do, all right? You don't have to waste money on me-"

Tyki stepped forward quickly, gripping the boy's shoulders. "I wouldn't expect repayment for a gift, Lovely! You're going to need things eventually, yes?" Bending close, he raised an eyebrow at the redhead's silence. "If I'm going to keep you here, the least I can do is provide for your most basic needs.. Would you be angry with me, if I wanted to do those things for you?"

The Exorcist avoided his gaze, shrugging. "Not like I can stop you.. Do whatever you want." Turning to locate his boots, he returned to the bed, sitting down to pull them on. Securing the last buckle, he looked up. "Ready when you are, Tyki."

The brunette nodded slowly, stretching out an arm in invitation. The boy approached warily, standing just short of actual contact. "Then let's be off, shall we..? We can discuss your attire at a more opportune time." Taking hold of the redhead's waist, he urged his head up with a smile, one hand rising to press firmly against his back. "Don't be annoyed with me, please..? I only thought of your happiness." Leaning down, he brushed their lips together lightly, humming at the boy's eager response. After a moment, he straightened, sighing when the Exorcist scowled up at him in clear dissatisfaction. "I'll make it up to you later, if you like."

Lavi huffed quietly, closing his eye to ward off the effects of the other's mode of travel. "Sure you will. That's why you just let your mouth write a check that your ass couldn't cash." Hissing at the sudden lurch of dislocation, he blinked in surprise when the brunette's hold tightened almost painfully, his eye widening at the rough texture of stone against his unprepared back. Struggling to regain his bearings, he gasped abortively when the older man's lips covered his own with demanding intent, his hands clenching into the material of his shirt at the possessive strokes of a tongue against his own.

Lifting his head with a short growl, Tyki stayed close enough to keep his voice at the level of a whisper. "There was the time to consider, then.. And as far as cashing goes, I believe you could say that I own the bank, Lovely."

Smirking at the redhead's startled sound, he lowered his hands from waist to hips, pulling the boy firmly against himself with a soft laugh. "But what of you? We agreed to be more careful, yes..?" He rocked his weight forward deliberately, his fingers angling downward to curl around the fullness of the Exorcist's rear for leverage. Hearing his shaken whimpers at the movement, he pressed a kiss to the line of his throat. "It may be another day, but I fully intend to keep my word."

The boy's voice was equally low, but the tremor in it gave evidence to his state of mind as clearly as if he'd screamed. "Don't play with me! You can't do things that you know will make me want you and then tell me later!" He tipped his face pleadingly, rising to his toes to reach the other's smiling mouth. "If you're not going to take care of it then, wait until you are.."

Tyki accepted the boy's kiss with a low hum of pleasure, his hands rising back to their former positions as he straightened despite the other's moan of protest. "But I want to prove my interest, Lovely.. I wouldn't want you to forget." Releasing his hold, he stepped back, nodding toward the nearby street. "We really should go, before Miss Porter loses all hope of our appearance."

Clenching his hands, the Exorcist nodded shortly. "Fine, then. But trust me, I won't forget." Following the brunette to the alley's end, he took a deep breath to calm his jangled nerves, joining him on the sidewalk after a moment. The street was mostly clear, leaving them with little to remark on while making their way to the building that was their destination. Mounting the steps, Lavi pulled up short when the other stopped, frowning in confusion at his amused once-over. "What now?"

The man smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing serious, but you should compose yourself a bit.. You look flustered." Laughing at the redhead's muttering, he continued onward, opening the door with a flourish. "After you, Lavi.."

The Exorcist huffed silently, entering the building without a second glance at the other. Hearing the door close softly behind them, he scanned the waiting area closely, relaxing faintly at its near-empty state. Spotting the smiling nurse at the station, he grinned in return. "Well, I bet you thought you were rid of us, huh?"

She rose quickly, her relief apparent as she crossed the room. "Oh, not really.. I thought something had come up. How are you today?" Her veiled curiosity was amusing, but before either man could respond, she continued. "You're actually in luck.. It's almost time for her next feeding."

Tyki smiled faintly, nodding toward his companion. "We had a bit of a slow start, but that's all been settled now.. And yes, that is rather fortunate. How often does a child her age eat?"

Sarah gestured for the two to follow her, leading them down the familiar hallway. "About every three hours, give or take. It really depends on how active she is.. We try to keep her occupied so that she will eat a little more, and put on some weight." Pushing the nursery doors open with one hand, she smiled at the pair's close attention. "Believe it or not, she's gained almost an entire pound this month.. We're extremely pleased with that, since she was so small at first."

Indicating the regular seats with a nod, she turned toward the room's second door. "I'll get her for you, so go on and make yourselves comfortable.. It won't be long." With that, she took her leave, the lighter doors swinging closed with a faint sound.

As her footsteps faded into the mix of other noises, Lavi sighed in exasperated relief. "Nice work, blaming the whole late morning on me. I'll remember that, too." Hearing the other's soft chuckle, he scowled. "Go right ahead and laugh. What goes around comes around, hey?"

The older man shrugged noncommittally, moving closer. "Indeed it does.. Should I be more careful of exactly what presents itself, Lavi?" He trailed a finger upward along the boy's spine, smiling at his quickened breaths. "Would that bring pleasant things back to me, or is it simply another old wive's tale?" His words drew a shaken gasp from the redhead, his face lowering to press slow kisses to the other's cheek as he stepped even nearer.

Lavi bit his lip to stifle a moan, tipping his head to escape the teasing touch. "Stop that, you know this isn't the right place to-" He inhaled sharply as the man's teeth closed on the lobe of his ear, his tongue following the shape of his earring teasingly. "Tyki! Cut it out, someone might come in and-"

The brunette cut him off with a laugh, the sound raising gooseflesh over the Exorcist's skin. "But you taste so good, Lovely.. And we did skip breakfast.." He moved from ear to throat, pausing just above the beat of the redhead's pulse with a smile. Pressing his open mouth to flesh, he sucked gently, closing his eyes at the boy's shaken noise. Pulling away, he laid his chin on the other's shoulder. "I thought you rather liked having my mouth on you.. Was I mistaken, Lavi?"

The boy shuddered noticeably, his eye closed tight against the onslaught of memories. "You know I do.." He muttered, leaning away from the older man's weight. "But you can't do that here, and you already told me that you won't do it later either! Don't do things like that on purpose!"

Following his forward movement, Tyki hummed softly. "Would you stop me if we were somewhere else, Lavi..? I could wait until we leave, if you'd rather." He slipped one arm around the Exorcist's middle, pulling him firmly against himself. Shifting deliberately, he growled at the sensation of the boy's clothed rear, his opposite hand joining the first to keep him still. "If I were less concerned for your wellbeing, I'd have us home and naked in an instant, do you know..? This would be infinitely better without your clothes."

Gritting his teeth, the redhead took a slow breath. "Does mental wellbeing count..?" Glancing toward the doorway, he squirmed uncomfortably. "Just.. Don't, all right? Let's do what we came here to do and go back."

Tyki hummed faintly, relaxing his grip. "As you wish then.. But you surprise me again, Lovely." Smirking at the boy's confused sound, he allowed him to turn. "I had thought you would attempt to persuade me. From previous experience, you know."

Before the other could reply, the door swung open to reveal a faintly amused Sarah, her arms occupied with a vigorously rustling blanket. "She heard you talking, I think.. She's much more active lately, maybe she's started to associate being taken from the nursery with your visits."

Forcing down his nearly painful blush, the redhead smiled. "Because she's smart! Hello, Miki!" Reaching for the now violently thrashing bundle, he laughed at the girl's piercing squeals. "We missed you too! Have you been a good girl?" He ignored the older man's amused snort, gathering the child close against himself as he backed toward his seat. Settling himself carefully, he rearranged the mussed blanket, exposing the bright copper of her hair. "Looks and brains.. You have it made, don't you?"

Glancing pointedly at the brunette, he nodded toward the empty chair beside him. "Get over here, don't you know that women need more than one source of flattery?" The man's raised eyebrow was offset by his growing smile, and the Exorcist hummed in mock indignance. "Hey, if I'm gonna sit here simpering all over myself, you're doing it too. Come on, you know you wanna."

Rolling his eyes heavenward for the benefit of their 'audience', Tyki nodded. "Of course, Lovely.. Why should only one of us play the fool?" Joining the other in his seat, he smiled at the girl's wide-eyed gaze, his brow furrowing as she shuddered minutely. "Little One..?" He stroked the back of her hand questioningly, his alarm growing as her shivers increased.

The Exorcist blinked in surprise at her reaction, mimicking the gesture atop her other hand. "Sarah, I think something's-"

He was cut off by the sudden grasp of a hand around his finger, the strength of it astonishing for the child's small size. Seeing her latch onto the brunette with equal ferocity, he took a quick breath, meeting the man's eyes curiously. "What-"

This time the interruption was vocal, the girl's piercing shriek of glee leaving them both stunned as she clutched both hands to herself. The watching nurse laughed at their shared bewilderment, covering her mouth hastily as the two jerked to attention.

"I'm so sorry, but the look on your faces-" She dissolved into soft giggles, shaking her head. "She does that when she's excited, it's like she's so happy that she doesn't know what to do with herself.. You should be flattered!" Clearing her throat, she shrugged. "It's completely normal, if a bit soon for her age. I'm sorry if it frightened you."

Lavi huffed quietly, poking at the girl's side gently. "Meanie." The only reply was a quick squirm and a rapid kick of feet, her eyes mildly unfocused as she blinked expectantly up at the silent brunette.

After the span of several seconds, the older man chuckled, shaking his head at her scrutiny. "And here I was worried that we bored her.. May I, Lavi?" Allowing the boy a moment to shift his small burden accordingly, he drew the child closer, smiling at her contented sigh. "Thank you. And thank you, Miki.. It's wonderful to know that my heart is in perfect working order."

She mumbled something around the finger now firmly clamped in her jaws, the tone unmistakably pleased.

Wincing at the fervent press of her gums, the brunette hummed questioningly. "Is she teething..? I thought that was quite a way down the road.."

Sarah nodded, taking an empty seat nearby. "It is. Most children don't start that until they're nearly six months." She smiled at the child's happy noises, taking a bottle from her apron pocket. "So, who gets this..? I could hold her while you discuss it."

Snickering at her wide smile, Lavi shrugged. "It's his turn. Besides, would you really want to see two grown men wrestle over a bottle?" Shrinking away from an errant elbow, he laughed. "He holds a grudge too.. I'd rather let him have his happytime than sleep with one eye open."

Watching the brunette maneuver himself into position, he sighed. "You're pretty good at that, aren't you..? It's almost funny how whipped you are."

Tyki glared halfheartedly across the squirming bundle in his arms, patiently allowing the child to latch onto the container. "Whipped..? Not by half, Lavi. And you're just as proficient at this as I." Smirking at the nurse's quiet laugh, he shrugged. "I'm a man of many talents, wouldn't you say?"

The Exorcist inhaled sharply at his tone, the insinuation lost on their small audience. "Yeah. I guess so." Shaking off his sudden anxiety, he leaned close. "Wow, she's already half done.. Didn't she eat earlier?"

The woman nodded, still smiling. "She did, but not as much as I would have liked." Inclining her head at the surprised brunette, she laughed. "Maybe she knew what time it was. Her noon feeding is usually the best for her, since she finishes the lot and falls directly to sleep. That helps her take more from the food, you know."

Lavi nodded in understanding, stroking the back of one tiny hand. "Good, then.. But I still think she likes it best when it's him. She just looks so relaxed." For a moment he was almost envious, but not entirely sure of who. Leaning back in his seat, he forced a smile. "It's great that she's happy, though. That helps too, right?"

The nurse nodded, accepting the now-empty bottle from the man. "I think so. Like I said, she really does seem to enjoy her time with the two of you, more than anything else." Her smile faded slightly, her voice low. "We still haven't managed to place her, so I'm grateful for any bit of happiness that we can give.. A hospital is really no place for a child to grow up."

The brunette winced, cradling the dozing infant against his chest. "No, it isn't. Is there any reason for that, besides the overcrowding?" He frowned at the answering headshake, straightening reluctantly as the girl began to settle closer in sleep. "It's a pity.. She's such a perfect child, you'd think that people would be lining up to adopt her." Offering the now limp child to the woman, Tyki sighed. "And again we've sent her to sleep with our seriousness.. I wonder if I should feel embarrassed at my lack of entertainment ability."

Sarah grinned at the girl's contented expression, tucking the blanket around her. "I'll just take her to bed now.. Excuse me for a moment, please." With that said, she left the room with careful steps, pausing to sit the empty bottle on the empty desk.

Scarcely had the doors swung shut behind the nurse before he found himself turned forcefully around, the other's arm once again tight around his waist. "Wha-" The rough press of the man's lips was startling, even if not entirely unexpected. Allowing his eye to close, he growled softly at the insistent stroke of a tongue along his skin, the sound rising into a choked whine when a hand curled deliberately against the front of his borrowed pants. Tearing his mouth away, he gasped. "Damn it, stop! There are people right outside the-"

Tyki stifled his protest with a second kiss, his fingers tracing the outline of the other's zipper. Withdrawing to speak, he squeezed gently. "But you like it.. And I could care less about other people just now."

The Exorcist clenched his hands tightly, nodding toward the thin door. "I care! Sarah-"

Again he was halted by the other's mouth, the hand against his now-obvious arousal stilling. "Is a grown woman. And most likely to take a bit longer."

As if summoned by his assurance, the nurse in question emerged from the doorway, her cheeks flushed as she regarded the two for a moment before speaking. "Well, I'm sure she'll sleep much better now.. Will you be coming tomorrow as well?"

Pushing away from the smiling brunette, Lavi nodded awkwardly. "Probably. I think it'll be a little earlier than today, too." Clearing his throat meaningfully, he glanced in the man's direction. "Thanks for taking such good care of her, she looks a lot better now that she's getting bigger."

Tyki hummed in agreement, placing a hand atop the redhead's spine innocently. "Yes, thank you.. Now if you'll excuse us, there were some things that needed tending. Good day, Miss Porter." With that, he urged the Exorcist toward the door, ignoring his attempts to step away from the light touch.

Once outside the building, the boy rounded on him indignantly, his cheeks hot. "I can't believe you did that! Have you completely lost your mind, Tyki?"

The older man laughed quietly, shrugging. "Perhaps I have, Lovely.. It must be due to your incredibly stimulating presence." Indicating the street with a nod, he descended the stairs. "Could you forgive me, this once..? I'll be much more careful in the future."

His demeanor all but screamed falsehood, but the boy ignored his irritation in favor of verbal response. "Sure you will, as long as I stay far enough away from you in public."Allowing the man to lead him toward their usual alley, the redhead was far too preoccupied with the knowing smirk and narrowed eyes of his companion to notice the robed figure that gaped stupidly at his departing back.

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Shaking off his shock, the man fumbled awkwardly with the communications golem tucked securely inside his pocket, unravelling the connector cable from its place on the side of the large box he carried upon his back. Attaching the tiny device to the terminal, he fidgeted anxiously as the object chattered to life.

"Science Department."

The Finder cleared his throat, almost trembling with the enormity of his news. "I need to speak to Supervisor Li immediately." The line crackled with empty air for a moment, then a mildly bored voice replaced the first.

"The Supervisor is busy doing nothing. What was the message?"

Sighing in annoyance, the man pressed a hand to his forehead. "This is Finder #828-K72. I'm supposed to be looking into a report of activity in the downtown district of Newport, on the Isle of Wight." Taking a breath, he leaned against the side of the building behind him. "I think.. No, I'm sure that I just found your missing Exorcist."

There was a muffled thump, and a quick exchange of voices, one of which sounded decidedly urgent, if groggy. After several seconds of muted arguing, a third voice replaced the second. "This is Komui Li. What do you mean, found? Is he..?"

The obvious question was clear, despite the crispness of his tone. Straightening quickly, the Finder hummed. "He seems fine. More than fine, by the look of him." Swallowing, he ignored the other's abortive questions. "He wasn't alone. I saw him here on the street not five minutes ago.. With a man that I know to be a Noah."

Narrowing his eyes at the memory of the Exorcist's clear willingness, he clenched his free hand into a fist. "It was Tyki Mikk, Sir. They came out of-" He glanced quickly at the building's plaque, mildly surprised at the word's there. "Kerrington Hospital. Then they left, together."

There was a long pause, then the older man replied quietly. "Thank you for reporting it. If you'll go back to your hotel, I'll send someone out there right away.. It shouldn't be more than two days."

A faint click signaled the end of the transmission, and the Finder carefully disconnected his golem with a wan smile. Even if the war was over, there should still be a sense of loyalty, he thought, stowing the smallish device in a pocket and shouldering his pack. If the former Exorcist thought that he could simply vanish to set up house with an enemy..

He snorted, turning in the direction of his hotel.

Well, it wouldn't matter what he thought, once someone with the means to inform him of his mistake arrived.

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The trip back to the other's home was much less leisurely than their departure, the redhead's arms locked around the man's neck as he pressed their mouths together with a hungry sound that the older man echoed softly. When the need for air became urgent, he leaned back reluctantly, releasing his hold and stepping away. "That was awful, Tyki.. If you'd been any more obvious about it.."

The Noah laughed, removing his coat with a careless shrug. "I thought my meaning was perfectly clear.. It isn't as if you didn't understand me." Setting the garment aside, he advanced on the other, his eyebrows lifting as the boy retreated a step. "Did you understand, Lavi..? I could explain it in more detail, if necessary."

The redhead inhaled quickly, frowning at the man's intent expression. "No, I understood you just fine. I think everyone else did, too." Continuing his steady retreat, he shook his head. "You don't have to explain anything, you telling me that we couldn't do what you kept hinting at explained it all."

The other man's pursuit was equally steady, his slow steps bringing him well into reach of the object of his scrutiny. Lifting a hand to the boy's chest, he smiled lazily. "If you believed it to be nothing more than a hint, I certainly think I should make an effort to explain." He stroked his palm downward, moving closer with a hum. "I intended to show you exactly what it was that I wanted, Lovely.. And how much."

The Exorcist blinked in surprise at the intimate touch, his mouth suddenly dry. "You didn't care that we were almost in the street, then..? What did you really think would happen, in a place like that?" He fought to continue around the lump that had taken root in his throat, his heartbeat abnormally loud in his ears. "That could have been the worst idea you've ever had, weren't you worried at all?"

Tyki nodded firmly, his fingers drawing slow lines over the material of the other's shirt. "I would have at least given a thought to your knees.. Alleys hardly make for the best sex, after all." His eyes narrowed thoughtfully, his voice lowering almost conspiratorially. "Or perhaps I'm wrong. Do you think it would be satisfying, to indulge in something so completely that the place didn't matter? I can't speak for you, but it could be worthwhile to make the attempt.."

Shivering with repressed heat, the redhead leaned back, the doorframe pushing uncomfortably into his shoulder. "Don't. You know better than to-" Tyki laughed quietly, moving closer despite the other's clear reluctance.

"Know better? What I know is irrelevant, Lovely.. But perhaps not. After all, I'm supposed to be learning about you, aren't I?" He lifted a hand to the Exorcist's face, stroking the curve of his lip with a finger. "I've known you long enough to see that you don't really want me to stop.. I think you would much rather have me continue, until one of us needs to rest." The boy's eye widened almost comically, his faint shaking becoming more pronounced.

"You said.. We couldn't. That it was too soon for.." He turned his head away from the man's touch, clenching his hands. "Was it because of this..? You wanted me to think that we wouldn't be able to do these things, just to make me want it more?"

The brunette's mouth curled into a slow smile, his eyes wide with false innocence that suddenly made the Exorcist's blood boil. "It wasn't enough to know I'd want you anyway, Tyki? You had to play with me until it was like this?" He glared at the older man steadily, the maddening expression on the other's face fading into astonishment at the bite in his tone. "You think its amusing, don't you..? Because you know I wouldn't turn you down, even if you used my willingness to torture me. You wanted me to be like this, so that you'd be able to have me when you were damned good and ready."

Growling angrily, he shoved himself away from the wall, taking hold of the man's arm. "That's it." He hissed, jerking the surprised brunette along as he strode to the bed. "You think it's funny, always reminding me that I crave this? For once, you should close your damned mouth and let me have you." Turning to face the other, he flinched at his wide-eyed confusion. "Don't look at me like that, either! You've been teasing me ever since this morning, and you know it!"

Catching the man's free arm, he turned him around, backing him towards the edge of the bed. When his knees hit the mattress, he pushed him down, keeping a tight grip on his arms as he dropped into his lap to hold him still. "I'm not going to beg this time, Tyki! You told me that you want to be mine, so let's see if you meant it. Don't you move." Fixing the man with a steely look, he rose to his feet, tugging his shirt off with a jerk. "Get rid of yours too, or I will."

Still slightly alarmed by the boy's sudden ferocity, Tyki complied, his hands clumsy as he fumbled with his buttons without lowering his eyes. "Lovely, I- " Lavi kicked off his pants and shoes, cutting him off with a glare.

"Shut up. The only thing I want you to say is my name. Later, when I'm making you sorry that you're such a fucking tease." Stepping forward, he gripped the man's knees, pushing them up to reach his shoes. "You're too slow, Tyki.. I really don't have much patience, so you'd better work on those damned pants unless you want me to do it for you." Dropping the other's shoes carelessly, he shoved his undergarments over his hips, stepping out of them.

Seeing the older man's mouth open to reply, he shook his head, moving forward to straddle him as he pressed their lips together. Licking his way into the brunette's mouth, he sucked gently at the tip of his tongue, his hands busy with the fastenings of his pants. Leaning back for air, he urged the man's hips up, tugging his pants and underwear down with a growl.

"I hope that bottle is close enough to reach, Tyki.. Think you could see about that, at least?" He smirked at the other's half-dazed expression, sliding back to lap firmly at the skin of his stomach. Lifting his head, he raised an eyebrow curiously. "We could always do without, if you'd rather.. Maybe I could try licking you until you're wet enough?"

Pushing himself upright, the older man shook his head quickly, unnerved by the redhead's determined face. "No! You.. We won't need to, it's right-" Lavi snatched the proffered bottle from his hand, working open the top with a smirk.

"Fine. Now that that's out of the way, lay down."

Tyki sucked in a breath, blinking in surprise as the boy tipped the oil into his palm. "Lavi, do you.. Oh, Gods..!" He bucked upward, moaning breathlessly at the Exorcist's slickened hand on his skin. "I thought.. that.. Wait! Lovely, you still need..!" Lavi shoved him back to his elbows, climbing up to sit astride his lap.

"What I need is for you to stop moving. I'm pretty sure it's been long enough, you act like I'm still a fucking virgin." Taking advantage of the man's guilty pause, he took hold of his arms below the elbow, his weight keeping the other from rising. "Don't ever tease me like that again. If you want it, take it. Here, I'll give you an example."

Lifting himself to his knees, he pushed back against the older man's body, ignoring the sharp pang at the suddenness of the movement. Meeting the brunette's panicked gaze, he shifted deliberately, fingers tightening on his arms as he hissed. "I told you, I'm not going to beg. Are you?" He rocked forward slowly, holding his direct stare. "I don't mind you talking, if you do that.. Didn't you want this too?"

Tyki nodded jerkily, fighting the urge to raise his hips to meet the boy's descent. "Yes.. All day." He gasped haltingly as the Exorcist continued to move, his eyes closing at the sensation. "Please, Lavi.. I want to.."

"No."

He blinked up at the redhead in surprise, that single word sending a rush of heat up his spine. "..No? You expect me not to move at all?"

The smile he got in reply was almost mocking, despite the light tone of voice. "You're pretty smart, when you want to be.. What is it that you want, Tyki? You always expect me to tell you what's good, why don't you try a little of it yourself?"

The boy's eye was almost unnaturally bright, the flush in his cheeks closer to fever heat than passion, but the steadiness of his movements spoke volumes about the sincerity of his words. Tipping his head back, the former Noah panted softly, baring his throat in invitation. "Anything.. Mark me as I did you, if you wish.. I don't mind your mouth being anywhere on me, Lovely."

Laughing quietly, the Exorcist leaned in, licking a slow trail over the visibly rushed beat of his pulse. "I should," He mumbled, increasing his pace. "But I'm not really into blood. Is there something else you want?" Feeling the man's muscles tense beneath him, he stayed close, allowing his lips to brush the other's skin as he spoke. "I think I like you like this.. You look good on your back, Tyki."

Shaking his head, the older man struggled to reply. "But I'm not, Lovely.. It doesn't matter though, where you are is perfect." He shuddered raggedly, his hands tightening into fists as he moaned. "Gods.. Are you really not going to let me move, Lavi?"

The boy released his hold on one arm, cupping his palm around the brunette's neck. Urging his face up, he kissed him deeply, his fingers winding into the back of his hair. Breaking away for air, he took in the older man's expression, humming contentedly at the silent pleading in his eyes. "You made me wait this long, didn't you? It's only fair that you wait, too.." He pressed closer, nipping at the other's shoulder with a whine.

"It's not enough, Tyki? Tell me what's better, then." He intensified his movements, the quickening lift and slide drawing a low moan from them both. "Do you need more than this? Tell me, damn it!"

Tyki nodded eagerly, growling at the feeling of the boy's lips on his throat. "Don't stop.. You can do anything else you want, Lovely, but please..Ah!" He bucked in surprise as the redhead ground against him, his eyes closing tightly at the other's halting cry. "I'm sorry for making you wait, Lavi.. Please let me.." His voice deserted him entirely when the Exorcist gasped his name, the fingers in his hair shaking noticeably as he moved.

"Let you what, Tyki? Tease me? You've been doing that for hours.." He tugged his hand free of the other's hair, stroking his upper back and shoulders. "You've had your mouth on me too.. Even at the hospital." He licked along the side of the man's jaw, pausing to nibble just below his ear. "I think poor Sarah actually saw you, the second time.. The look on her face.. I think she liked watching us."

He laughed at the older man's choked moan. "Is that what you wanted, Tyki? To let people watch while you do dirty things to me?" Repeating his slow grind, he sighed. "You can't do that right out in public though.. Were you going to bring them here? You'd better be sure they keep their hands to themselves.."

Tyki hissed a negative, lifting his hips to meet the boy's steady rocking. "You know I wouldn't do that, Lavi. And if anyone tried to touch you, I'd kill them."

Humming in amusement, the Exorcist released his hold on the other entirely, his free hand joining it's mate on the man's shoulders as he smirked. "Is that a promise, Tyki? I'd be more worried about people touching you, but you never know.." He closed his eye with a ragged sound, his nails leaving faint impressions on the other's skin. "God, you feel so fucking good like this.. I think I'd kill someone before I'd share you anyway."

The older man gasped in surprise, his fingers all but aching as he clutched the blankets in a whiteknuckled grip. "You'll never have to.. This is more than enough for me, Lovely." He growled at the boy's deliberately increased tightness, shaking his head jerkily. "And that's nearly too much.. I love the way you feel.."

Lavi moaned in agreement, his motions slowing as he panted. "S'why I want you all to myself.. Hate it when you tease." Lowering his head to claim a brief kiss, he shivered. "I just want it so bad.. And it's a game for you.."

The brunette shook his head firmly, tipping his face back for a second brush of lips. "It isn't, not at all.. We're the same." Allowing the boy to urge him back onto his elbows, he groaned at the rough press of restraining hands. "Must you, Lavi..? I want to feel everything.."

The Exorcist stifled a pleaful sound, his grip loosening as he shifted his weight. The change of angle left him breathless, pleasure momentarily robbing him of both air and voice. "Touch me." He choked, releasing the man abruptly. "I want your hands on me, Tyki." Before he could draw a breath to speak again, the brunette's arm wrapped firmly around his waist, his free hand supporting his weight as he pulled the boy down as roughly as he dared.

He caught the other's mouth with equal fervor, hissing at his needy response. "I hope you're as close as I think you are.. There's no way I can.. Lovely, oh God-" He moaned brokenly, his hand leaving the bed to take hold of the Exorcist's back. "M-mais..! Não pare.."

Even without understanding the words, his tone conveyed their meaning to the panting redhead, the man's shaking muscles spurring him on to a more demanding rhythm. "No way you can what, Tyki? Are you that close already?" He laughed breathlessly, stroking the older man's side. "Good. I wouldn't want to come without you.."

The brunette's fingers closed almost painfully against his skin, his mouth pressed to the side of his throat as he bucked desperately into the boy's movements. "Won't..agora..mes- Lavi!" He cried out raggedly, his arms locked around the Exorcist as he came with shocking force. The redhead's release followed by mere half-seconds, the trembling clench of his body drawing a roughened groan from the older man as he rocked his hips upward in reaction. Panting for air, he kissed and nipped a path from the boy's neck to his lips, pausing only long enough to take a deep breath before sealing their mouths together hungrily.

The Exorcist returned his kiss with definite interest, his weight shifting suggestively even as he pulled back for air. "Again, then..? If you're gonna make me wait 'til some other day for more, you might as well make today count.." He silenced the brunette's protest with a second kiss, his hands stroking the sweat-tacky skin of his back and shoulders. "It's easier to wait if you do that.. Didn't you say that you wouldn't leave me unsatisfied?" Biting his lip, he tightened his embrace deliberately, bringing their bodies together with a soft moan. "It isn't enough, not yet.. Don't you want me?"

Tyki groaned at his pleaful question, burying his face against the junction of throat and shoulder. "Lovely, I honestly can't think of anything that I want more than you.. But that doesn't justify harming you-"

The redhead shivered at the vibration of words on skin, shaking his head jerkily. "I just.. I need you! Isn't it all right if we don't do so much all the time? I promised that I'd tell you if it hurt.." Forcing himself upright, he inhaled deeply. "Let me go, then. I'll just wait until you're ready." Leaning away from the other, he sighed at the stubborn grip of his arms. "Forget about it, Tyki. It's not worth fighting over."

The older man studied his face carefully, frowning when the boy averted his gaze. "It isn't, but I trust you.. Kiss me, Lavi? I should like to do things properly this time.." He leaned forward invitingly, humming at the renewed contact of skin. "Have what you need, until it is enough."

Nuzzling against the redhead's cheek, he sighed. "It's myself that I don't trust.. I can't remember being with anyone who made me want them the way that I want you, Lovely." He stroked the Exorcist's back slowly, laughing at the sudden hitch in his breath. "It's almost embarrassing when I think about it.. No matter how much you offer me, I still yearn for more."

Whimpering shakily, Lavi clung to the other with fierce strength, his voice strained with sudden urgency. "Don't be like that! You don't have to worry about trusting yourself with me, I already told you what I wanted!" He buried his fingers into the man's dampened hair, tugging his face up insistently. Swallowing past the lump in his throat, he shook his head jerkily. "I'm here for anything you need, Tyki! If you want me, have me.. Aren't I yours..?"

The man nodded quickly, tightening his hold possessively. "Yes. That's why I want to be sure of your comfort." He smiled darkly, the expression sending a surprised shiver along the other's spine. "And really, why would I want to damage the thing that pleases me so..? I doubt that either one of us wants to wait any longer than we must, yes?" The redhead's abrupt stillness brought him up short, his smile fading. "Lavi? What-" Mentally backtracking, he inhaled sharply at his careless wording. "I didn't mean it like-"

The Exorcist shook his head firmly, ignoring the bright surge of anger at the other's flippant remark. "It doesn't matter, Tyki. I know what you meant." Rocking his weight backward, he hummed questioningly. "Now, or is there something else you want to say first..?" Frowning at the man's stubborn expression, he rose to his knees, wincing at the separation of their bodies. "You know, I think I've changed my mind. Just forget about it, huh?"

The brunette's eyes widened in alarm, his hands reaching for the other's shoulders. "If you'd rather not talk now, it can wait! Don't be angry, please?"

Lavi growled in rising annoyance, wrenching away from his hold. "I wasn't! You just don't know when to talk and when to fuck!" Snorting at the man's startled noise, he moved to the edge of the bed. "That's why we keep having the same arguments over and over. You need to concentrate on one or the other." Pushing himself to his feet, he shook his head. "Right now, I really don't feel like doing either of those things. I'm going to take a bath."

Before he had taken more than a halfdozen steps toward his intended destination, the man halted him with a tight grip on one wrist, the suddenness of it wrenching him around with more force than the other had expected. His indignant sound was cut off by a faint shake from the brunette, his eyes narrowed.

"I don't think so, Lovely. That isn't the sort of thing that one says if they don't wish to discuss it." Pulling the Exorcist forward, he returned his angry stare evenly despite his discomfort. "If something comes out badly, I tend to apologise when it matters." Resisting the boy's attempts to dislodge him, he frowned. "Stop that. I'm not through with you just yet."

Lavi all but hissed in wrath, yanking roughly at his held arm. "So we're back to that? Should I wait while you find some rope, Tyki?"

The man released his hold as if burned, stepping back with a quick breath. "You know better. If you're really so concerned for your safety, you should take more care when you pick your battles." Gesturing at the door to the bathroom, he sighed. "Have at it, then.. But eventually there will be a need for that conversation, Lavi. I'll see to dinner, unless you think I might attempt to poison you?" Without waiting for the redhead to reply, he strode to the bedside, retrieving his pants. Stepping into them, he left the room, closing the door behind him with a muted thud.

For a moment, the Exorcist stared after him, his hands shaking with spent nerves. Then, he sighed quietly, turning to enter the bathroom. Once inside, he quickly located a washcloth and soap, setting them nearby as he adjusted the water's temperature to somewhat less than scalding. Waiting for the tub to fill, he regarded himself in the rapidly fogging mirror, mildly alarmed by the visible anger that remained on his face. "It wasn't really that bad.. I know he didn't mean to hurt my feelings, but-"

'He meant exactly what he said. Right now, we're still only a thing to him.'

Wincing at the inner reminder, he shook his head. "I'm sure he just picked the wrong word, he never treats me like-"

'Yes, he does. He plays with you when he chooses, and then he puts you away when he's done. But that's all right for now, isn't it?'

He swallowed heavily, unwilling to pursue that particular train of thought. "I don't want it to be that way! Everything's been so much better, I want to keep it like this.."

The other's tone changed, becoming sympathetic. 'You can't let things like that go, it makes every bit of the work you've done into something pointless.. Doesn't he deserve more than just a thing?'

Lavi nodded rapidly, shutting off the water with jerky movements. "He does, but I don't want to argue anymore! I don't have time to waste on fighting, not when he could decide that he doesn't need-"

'We have all the time in the world. Didn't he say so? He's never wanted anyone else the way he wants us..' Before he could deny the statement, the voice continued, the sound of it oddly choral. 'What we did before, he liked that.. He loved the way you took what you both wanted, without any excuses or apologies. More of that would please him, and you wouldn't be so easy to label as only a thing, then..'

Gritting his teeth, he stepped into the tub with a gasp at it's temperature, barely remembering to take his supplies as he sank to his knees. Lathering the cloth thoroughly, he drew it over the proof of their activities, the sting of heated liquid against his skin making him shudder. "I can't be that way all the time, or even most of the time.. He just made me so damn mad.."

'Not all the time, just when you need to be.. We'll help you until there's no need.' This time, there was no sensation of change whatsoever, only a feeling of controlled purpose to show that an event of note had taken place at all.

As he continued to scrub at his sensitized flesh, he wondered for an instant if he should be alarmed by the ease of the act, but the thought was driven away by the sight of faint pink markings mixed in with the foamy white of soap. "Ah, dammit.." Rinsing himself with quick motions, he shook his head. "At least we aren't sharing the bath, he'd never let me forget this.. But it was worth it."

The other remained silent, but there was a definite sense of agreement. Relathering the cloth, he carefully rinsed and wrung it until no evidence of blood remained, nodding in satisfaction at the result. Pulling the drain plug, he stood carefully, the lingering soreness of his muscles forgotten as he dropped the cloth into the hamper and reached for a towel. Carefully avoiding the most painful areas, he dried himself briskly, realizing with a start that his face was unaccountably bare. Glancing hurriedly around the small room, he bit his lip at the scrap of material atop the counter, replacing the eyepatch with a confused murmur. "When did I.."

Shrugging tiredly, he cast his dampened towel in the direction of the clothes hamper, pulling open the door. The cooler air of the bedroom left goosebumps across his exposed skin, but he ignored the feeling in favor of more important things. "He's still not here.. But that's ok. He'd better not start up again when he comes back, unless he really does have that rope handy.."

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Yeah, isn't that just an awful way to end a chapter. But besides the pain of enduring only one lemon per chapter, feel free to tell me what you think. Preferably before you fave or alert list me or this fic. Thanks for your former reviews, and thanks for reading.

Have Fun.

Birthday Gift for Niamh 2010

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 05 Jun 2010 22:25:17 GMT

Me again. Exactly what says, rewritten piece from last year's gift, at her request. X-Posted GET.

Title: Birthday Gift for Niamh 2010
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: OT3 (Komui/Lavi/Tyki) AssHat Special
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Yaoi. Odd pairing.

Summary: Rewritten version of last year's #3 short. Read at your own risk.

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Since Nee-san wants a do-over, here it is. Happy birthday, Nia! Sorry this took so very long to produce!

#3: If There Was A Word For This, It Would Have Four Letters

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There was an elbow in his back.

Now, this alone should have prompted him to simply slide over and let things be, but today-

Today, he was going to establish His Place in the bed.

Moving carefully, he turned to face the interloper, sighing at their obvious identity.

In the last few weeks, he'd noticed the younger man's disturbing tendency to seek out the closest available source of warmth as he slept, something he never would have known if not for a certain redhead's penchant for latenight reading.

The first time he'd awakened to an unfamiliarly angular body pressed close against his own, it had taken several minutes of raised voices and a sound scolding from the aforementioned redhead to prevent any unfortunate instances of violence. The second time, it had required the use of a well-placed kneecap to fend off the brunette's strangely warm body, leading to the discovery that the man could indeed fall prey to normal human sickness and fever.

The third time, he'd simply left the bed, joining the Exorcist on his impromptu research into the mysteries of mainstream fiction. Though there'd been no verbal reprimand that night, it almost seemed as if the boy had felt guilty for leaving the Noah to sleep alone, his reading cut short as he drew the scientist back into bed after taking his usual center spot.

After several more attempts to peacefully repel the other's unwitting advances, Komui had resorted to changing bedsides, stumbling half-awake from one to the other to leave the Exorcist's body squarely between them. While mildly annoying, this seemed to have done the trick, and he found himself able to navigate the darkened room with a minimum of stubbed toes and barked knees after much practice.

But tonight, there was no reading lamp, no soft brush of paper or pen-scratching, nothing. The redhead's shoes were also in absentia, leaving the scientist to presume that he'd abandoned his own well-worn books in favor of a jaunt to the Order's library.

There was nothing but the near-darkness, and a damnably sharp elbow that was even now digging into his sternum in a way that made his breath shorten to avoid putting even more pressure on the abused skin. Sighing tiredly, Komui pushed the blankets back slightly, arranging them so that his arms were free to move.

Placing a hand firmly against the man's upper chest, he attempted to shift him by main strength.

Other than a faint murmur, there was nothing. Frowning, he brought the opposite arm into play, setting it beside the first and slightly above it, pushing more forcefully.

The murmur was louder this time, but still nothing. Growling in frustration, he tried again. This time, there was an almost instant result, though not at all a favorable one.

The Noah slipped through his hold like water, his hands and arms passing through the other's body to the shoulder. Finding himself abruptly nose-to-nose with the brunette, he yelped sharply, flinching back from suddenly curious eyes.

"What exactly are you doing, Komui..?"

Flailing awkwardly, the older man jerked backwards in panic, one hand fisting into the blankets as he toppled off the edge of the mattress. Unfortunately for him, said blanket was tucked firmly behind and under the still half-awake Noah, pulling him along for the ride.

Lifting his face from against the scientist's collarbone, he blinked at the man's soft groan of discomfort, raising a hand to his smarting nose.

"Now would you care to explain..? I'd really like to know why I'm in the floor.."

Shaking off his dizziness, Komui squirmed indignantly. "You were touching me!" Struggling with the twisted material of the blanket, he tugged an arm free with a jerk. "Every time you've got a chance, you're all over me! I'm tired of having to worry about who's beside me when I'm trying to sleep!"

Snorting, Tyki shook his head. "So, rather than ask me to move, you pull me out of bed? I'd think you wouldn't want me on top of you while you're awake if you can't stand me being beside you when you're asleep."

Rising to his elbow, he shrugged off the man's gathering reply. "Are you injured? If not, I'm going back to sleep." He pushed himself up carefully, settling onto his knees with a sigh. "I'll find.. other accommodations for myself in the morning, Komui. Would that lessen your irritability?"

The older man shot upright, clenching his hands. "How would it!? If you're going to do that, we might as well go back to my-day-your-day again! Are you trying for more of that, Tyki?" Resisting the urge to shake the quiet brunette, he took a deep breath. "Are you doing it on purpose? There's no way in Hell you could mistake me for Lavi, even when you're asleep."

The Noah shook his head firmly. "I know exactly who you are, either way. What I didn't know was how much it bothered you. After all, wasn't it you that said 'no more excluding each other'?" He laughed humorlessly, rocking back onto his heels. "You never had to take it that far, Komui. Simply allowing me to have some part of him was more than generous."

Retrieving the crumpled blanket, he stood, shaking it out before laying it across the sheets. "You've never needed to spare my feelings, you know. It's perfectly all right to be honest when Lavi isn't here to upset." Ignoring the other's questioning hum, he turned back the now-made bed, sliding beneath the covers with a sigh. "He won't be angry with you, not when its me that's causing the problem."

Komui clambered onto the bed, leaning over the brunette furiously. "What do you mean, be honest? Now I'm a liar, too?" He glared fiercely down at the startled Noah, shaking his head. "You're more of a liar than I am, all smiling and friendly like you actually give a damn about me! I'm not going to take back what I said, so stop pretending that-"

Gripping the scientist's arm tightly, Tyki sat up, forcing him to move backward. "I haven't! You're the only one that's ever had a problem with this!" Shaking with anger, he shoved the older man onto his back, taking hold of his free arm. "I've never thought about pretending, because I never wanted to hurt you!"

Struggling against the brunette's rough hands, Komui jerked away with a growl. "Then what do you want, Tyki? I told you I wouldn't interfere anymore, so what's left?" Pushing at the other's chest, he shook his head. "Get off of me!"

The Noah relaxed abruptly, allowing himself to be moved. "I want you to stop hating me."

Freezing mid-motion, the scientist blinked. "What? I told you that I don't-"

"Prove it." Bending close to the scientist's wide-eyed face, he smiled. "You can't even stand the thought of me being anything more than your rival.. But it isn't like that now, is it? You said it yourself, I'm a part of this." Placing a hand beside the other's head, he leaned closer still. "What part am I, Komui..? If the two of you are lovers, then isn't it the same for the two of us?"

He laughed softly, feeling the older man stiffen. "Am I your lover, too..? You should tell me plainly, or I might do something you won't like." Ignoring the scientist's low gasp, he brushed their lips together, swinging one leg across the other's body to sit astride his hips. "Enemies don't do things like this, do they? And neither do rivals.. You aren't my friend, so.."

Resting his weight on his knees, the brunette repeated his careful touch, lingering at the other's cheek when he shuddered. "What would you call it, Komui..? If I do as he does, what am I to you?"

He sat back, shifting atop the older man's body with a hum. "We do this on occasion.. Or rather, he does it to me. Your being down there leaves me in his place by default." Reaching for the man's hand, he placed it at the dip of his waist. "I usually start there, but that never lasts for very long.."

Snatching his hand away as if burned, Komui dug his heels into the bed, sliding backward to press against the headboard. "I don't care what the two of you do together, Tyki! You're the one I share him with, you can call it whatever you want."

The Noah crawled upward, setting himself back in place with a laugh. "You really don't understand what I want, do you Supervisor? For all your learning, you can't grasp something so simple.." Resting his hands on the man's shoulders, he pressed their mouths together firmly, his lips moving against the other's insistently.

Lifting his head, he smiled ruefully. "Is it easier to call it hatred, now? I imagine that it is, being that this is usually the part where you start swinging.. You can hit me, if you like."

The scientist blinked up at him numbly, his slowly forming night-vision making use of the dim light from the bathroom to show him the other's faintly resigned expression. Drawing a breath to retort, he paused at the brunette's quiet sigh. "I don't hate you. Just stop playing stupid games and tell me what you want."

The younger man shook his head, bracing himself as he rose to his knees. "Only what you're willing to give, Komui.. And much more than you want from me."

Taking hold of the Noah's hips, the scientist held him in place. "That doesn't tell me anything, and you know it! How do you know what I want from you? You've never asked, you only take liberties when you have a chance!" Tightening his grip slightly, he pulled the startled brunette down to sit, freeing one hand with a growl. Pressing hard against the back of his neck, he caught his mouth without preamble, imitating the younger man's persistent urging.

Feeling the other's lips part, he took the invitation, seeking out the younger man's tongue as he relaxed his hold in favor of digging his fingers into the thickness of his hair. His efforts drew an uncharacteristically pleading sound from the Noah, and he hummed softly in reply before pulling away to speak.

"Now you know how it feels. Wouldn't you rather have given your permission, Tyki?"

Panting softly, the brunette nodded. "You've made your point.. And you have it."

Komui raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Have a point..? Of course I-"

The Noah shook his head, fingers closing on the older man's shoulder faintly. "My permission. To do as much of that as you like, whenever you wish." Bending to meet the scientist's wide eyes, he lowered his voice. "That, and anything else."

Staring at the brunette in stunned silence, Komui swallowed heavily. Realizing that he still had a hand wound into the younger man's hair, he made to pull it free, halting when the Noah shivered at the light brush of fingers on the back of his neck. Repeating the gentle touch, he blinked at the quickening hitch of the other's breath.

"Then.. What the Hell." He pulled the brunette forward, recapturing his lips with a quiet growl. Feeling his instant acceptance, he wasted no time in deepening the kiss, his free hand stroking over one cloth-covered hip as he licked along the line of the younger man's teeth.

The Noah's reaction was both profound and instantaneous, his weight shifting until he was pressed as close as he could manage while still allowing room for his hands to wander across the scientist's chest and sides.

Pulling back, Komui buried his face in the Noah's throat, latching hungrily onto the skin there as he shuddered.

Neither one noticed the quiet click of the room's hallway door opening, or the stealthy pad of feet that followed.

Engrossed in the heady sensation of the younger man's pulse against his lips, Komui lowered a hand to trace the row of buttons descending toward the brunette's waist, his fingers sliding along the band of his sleep pants. Tyki moaned, the sound vibrating against the scientist's mouth as he cupped the back of his head to urge him on.

"Komui... Oh, Gods.."

A sudden crash made them both jump, matching sets of round eyes turning to stare at the equally stunned redhead standing in the bedroom doorway. Glancing from the scattered array of books at his bare feet to his still-entangled lovers, he laughed shakily. "I guess you sorted out the sleeping arrangements.."

The Noah was the first to recover, straightening with a smile. "Not quite yet, but that was on the agenda, Lovely."

Komui inhaled sharply, jerking his hands away from the other. "No! This- I-" Planting one hand against the brunette's chest, he shoved him backward, scrambling to the far side of the bed. "It was an accident! We weren't-"

The redhead snorted incredulously, bending to retrieve his books. "Yeah, sure.. I bet he just fell on you."

The older man nodded rapidly, ignoring the burning heat in his face. "He did! Then we argued and.." He gestured helplessly at the silently watching Noah. "I don't know what happened. I really wasn't going to-"

Lavi cut him off with a wave, moving to set the forgotten books atop the sidetable. "It doesn't matter, you know? You're wasting a perfectly good fit on nothing, 'Mui." Turning toward the bed, he paused. "Tyki? What's wrong? I know you aren't trying to think up a good excuse.."

The brunette shook his head slowly, sliding to the edge of the mattress. "No, there's no need to.. It was only a mistake." Rising, he straightened his shirt, the movement oddly jerky. "I'm going for a smoke. Don't wait up, I'll be back later."

Frowning, the Exorcist stepped in front of him quickly, staring deliberately up into his face. "Not until you tell me what's wrong with you. If I had said what he just said, you'd have knocked my block off." Pointing at the astonished scentist, he shook his head. "Are you ashamed of it? This isn't going to work if we're like that."

Tyki laughed shortly, the sound completely devoid of humor. "It isn't going to work regardless, Lavi. The only difference from before is that we share habitation." He nodded briefly toward the other, smiling thinly. "I honestly appreciate his tolerance, but that's problematic in its own way."

The redhead raised an eyebrow skeptically, crossing his arms. "Then explain it. We're together, we aren't trying to kill each other, and no one's being left out. Where's the problem there, Tyki? Are you tired of sharing?"

The Noah sighed quietly, shaking his head. "I never minded that, Lovely.. I just dislike being the only one who's dissatisfied." Reaching for the coat slung over the bedpost, he rummaged through the pockets briefly, withdrawing a cigarette and matches. "If I light this in here, he's going to be angry with me, you know. I'd rather avoid any more unpleasantness, if I may."

Ignoring his statement, Lavi hummed. "What else do you want, Tyki? You've never had a problem telling me what you wanted before." He frowned at the man's silence, glancing quickly at the scientist. "You tell me, then. Apparently I missed something important."

Komui swallowed, shaking his head. "I don't know, Lavi. He never said-"

"Liar."

They both turned to the brunette in surprise, his sharp tone all the more biting for it's low pitch. The redhead made to speak, but the Noah continued despite him.

"I made myself perfectly clear. Do you need a reminder, Komui? I doubt he'd mind watching, but I don't think he would believe it to be quite so accidental a second time." Snorting at the other's indignant sound, he placed the cigarette firmly in his mouth, lighting it with a deft movement. "Excuse as you will, but don't lie to him outright. I asked you a question, and I have my answer." Directing a look at the Exorcist, he smiled. "I attempted to seduce him, Lovely.. And it was unwelcome. There's no more to it than that."

He frowned momentarily, brightening at the sight of the wastebasket. "There we are, wouldn't want to be rude.." He flicked his ashes with exaggerated care, sighing. "But it was expected, Lavi.. I told you he had no interest."

The scientist bolted upright, reaching for the Exorcist's arm. "What does he mean, he told you? You knew he was going to- And you didn't care?"

Lavi blinked at him in surprise, his eyebrow lifting incredulously. "Why would I care? We're supposed to be together, aren't we?" He pulled away from the other's shaken hold, glancing between them slowly. "I told him to at least try, because you probably didn't know that he wanted you. He said that he didn't think that was the problem." Taking a step closer to the silent Noah, he gripped his hand tightly, pulling him forward insistantly. Turning to the other, he frowned. "You really don't want him at all, 'Mui..? Tell me the truth, please?"

Struggling to speak, the scientist looked from one to the other anxiously, wincing at the fading red mark on the Noah's throat. The brunette's steady gaze was disquieting, his expression flat despite the obvious tension of his body. "Lavi, I'm sorry.." He stopped short at the nearly invisible flicker of pain in the man's dark eyes, his hands clenching in inexplicable guilt. "I'm sorry that I lied. It wasn't completely accidental, but I really wouldn't have gone past that without considering your feelings."

The Exorcist nodded quickly, tugging the brunette forward again. "All I ever wanted was for both of you to be happy. With me and with each other." Urging the Noah to stand beside him, he took the neglected cigarette from his hand carefully, tossing it into the empty wastebasket. "Nothing in there anyway.. But besides that, tell him. Nothing's going to change if you don't say what you mean, 'Mui."

The scientist faltered at the other man's suddenly intent stare, at a loss to explain his nervousness. "I'm sorry." He managed, clearing his throat. "I honestly didn't know." He jumped at the redhead's encouraging sound, swallowing audibly. "But.. If he doesn't mind it.." He stepped closer hesitantly, halting just shy of actual contact. Lifting an unsteady hand, he cupped the Noah's face carefully, moving slowly enough to allow the other to pull away if he wished. "Do I still have your permission..?"

The only reply was a faint upward curling of lips, and he sighed at the ridiculousness of his question. Ignoring his still-present anxiety, he leaned down to take that smiling mouth with his own, his free arm drawing the man closer as it encircled his waist loosely.

The answering slide of hands on the front of his sleep-shirt was oddly reassuring, and he tightened his hold to urge the other flush against him with a quiet hum of satisfed relief. He shivered at the light stroke of the brunette's tongue along his lip, accepting the offer with an eagerness that surprised them both. Tracing the contours of the younger man's mouth, he growled at the faint taste of tobacco there, deciding that perhaps the other's habit was less repugnant than he'd so adamantly claimed before.

He was so engrossed in his explorations that a soft noise from the side went almost unnoticed, until the brunette leaned backward with a curious hum.

"Lovely, is something the matter..?"

The redhead nodded firmly, backing towards the desk carefully. "I should be over here. Sitting down. You can just.. Do what you were doing. Sorry."

Komui blinked at him in surprise, still holding the Noah's waist absently. Taking in his widened eye and flushed face, he laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "You don't have to watch, Lavi.. You could always take your books and go to the other-"

The Exorcist snorted rudely, shrugging off his shirt. "There is no way in Hell that I'm missing this. You worry about him, I can take care of myself."

Tyki smirked, nudging the taller man gently. "Twenty minutes..?"

The scientist snickered. "Ten. Fifteen at the most.. I'd be willing to bet a working invention on it."

The brunette hummed in amazement, his eyes betraying his falsity. "There are working ones?"

Komui huffed indignantly, pointedly ignoring the short bark of laughter from their erstwhile audience. "Why you-" He pulled the other back against him, preventing any more dalliances of wit with a demanding kiss. Sinking a hand into the length of the Noah's hair, he tugged his head up, licking at the nearly-gone mark from before. "Start timing, smart ass.. If I'm right, I'll make something just for you."

The brunette hissed at the faint scrape of teeth against his skin, fingers working at the buttons of the scientist's shirt. Pushing the material back, he pressed his palms to flesh, murmuring appreciatively at the man's sharp inhale. "It all depends on what he's seeing, yes..? I think I would rather be wrong, in that case." Shifting his hands, he took hold of the cloth firmly, jerking it through the other's body with a quiet laugh. "That's better.. You should return the favor."

Nodding firmly, Komui shifted a hand to the row of buttons that kept the other's skin from view, working the first several with quick movements before ignoring the rest in favor of pulling the loosened garment over his head. Dropping it carelessly to one side, he lowered his head to the brunette's bare shoulder, nipping sharply at the skin. Soothing the sting with a slow caress of lips and tongue, he moved carefully back toward the abandoned bed, fingers mapping the ridges of the Noah's spine.

Lifting his head briefly, he smiled at the man's wide eyes. "If you have any preferences, speak up.. Otherwise, I'll just do what I've wanted to do."

The brunette swallowed roughly, momentarily at a loss. "I suppose that would rely on what it is that you've wanted, Supervisor." For once, the title carried no overtones of deresion, only a faint hint of something approaching affection. "The only preference I have is to be here, without needing an excuse to touch you."

For the span of a heartbeat, Komui regarded him evenly, his hands still against the skin of the other's back. Then he exhaled, shaking his head slowly. "Don't call me that anymore.. Especially not now." Curling one hand around the back of the brunette's neck, he urged him forward. Pausing a hairsbreadth away from his lifted face, he sighed. "You said that you wanted to be as he is, so address me as he would." Ignoring the quick flare of surprise in the man's eyes, he pressed their mouths together firmly, his free hand resuming it's steady path over flesh that no longer seemed forbidden to him.

Feeling the other's lips part in silent acceptance, he took a moment to fully explore the man, tasting the unique mixture of the things that formed this person that he had chosen to take as a lover. The thought drove a spike of awareness through him, his thoughts settling on an issue that demanded clarification. Lifting his head, he drew a breath to speak. "Was it only the name that you wanted, Tyki..? Or was it the meaning?" He frowned at the wary expression on the younger man's face, shaking his head faintly. "I won't refuse you in any case, but that's the reason that I never refered to you in that way.. Between Lavi and I, the term is literal. He's my lover because I love him."

Tyki blinked at the implication of the question, his palms flattened against the scientist's chest. "I answered that already, didn't I..? I only want what you're willing to give." Neither one paid mind to the abrupt sound from the sidelines, their attention wholly occupied by something that could mean the difference between a true bond and a mere understanding.

Komui could almost have let the matter stand, if not for the clear memory of a similar time and place. True, these eyes were angular and golden, and the glint of carnal knowledge in them dispelled any illusions of naivety, but the faint spark of hope was the same, the guarded wistfullness that had made him so helpless then leaving him equally unprotected now. Relaxing his hold, he sighed. "I can see why he loves you, now.. It isn't because of your looks, even if you are beautiful." Smiling faintly, he shook his head. "Your whole heart is right there in your eyes, did you know that? Just like his."

The abrupt clench of arms around his neck was also the same, and as he allowed himself to be pulled into a possessive kiss, he wondered how long it would have taken him to see these things on his own. Recalling all of the now-explained hints and thinly veiled invitations, he was privately amused at his own obliviousness. Pushing the thought aside, he set to work on remedying those foolish oversights.

Easing himself down to sit, he tugged the brunette into his lap, humming softly at the obvious proof of his want. Cupping him through the thin material of his sleepwear, he smiled at the other's stifled gasp. "Too soon, Tyki..? We could go slower, if you'd rather.."

The Noah glared at him halfheartedly, rocking his weight into the contact. "Only if you need more time."

Komui raised an eyebrow, gripping the man's hips tightly. "I'm not that old just yet.. But I suppose the foreplay can wait until next time." Reaching awkwardly behind himself, he groped for the handle of his nightstand drawer, scowling when the brunette smirked at his attempts. Yanking the drawer open with a muttered curse, he located the object he sought, setting the small bottle atop the table's surface before reclosing the drawer. Pushing the brunette backwards, he nodded at his still present clothing. "Get rid of those. Or on second thought, stand up."

Waiting for the man to rise, he untied the drawstring of his own pants, shoving them over his hips along with his undershorts. Dropping both items blindly to the side, he looked up expectantly, inhaling sharply at the expanse of bare skin only inches from his nose. Regaining his composure, he shook his head. "Of course you wouldn't be wearing anything else.. But that makes things infinitely simpler."

The brunette shrugged negligently, moving into the center of the bed. "Less laundering to do. But besides that, come here, Komui." He extended a hand in invitation, sighing at the low moan from the watching Exorcist. "Tick tock, you know.."

The initial contact of skin on skin was almost alarmingly good, with none of the hesitance he had expected. Confronted with the deliberate motions of the older man's hips and hands, he found himself suddenly impatient for more than even this depth of intimacy, his fingers digging into the other's hair to haul him up for a demanding kiss. Catching his breath with effort, he lifted himself to press full length against the scientist, his voice too low to carry beyond the man's ears. "I promise we'll do things more thoroughly next time, but now-" He moaned haltingly at the understanding shift of the other's body, releasing his hold quickly. "Let's give him a reason to 'take care of himself'."

Komui nodded briefly, pushing himself upright. Turning to one side, he took the nearly forgotten bottle in one hand, working open the top with the other. Tipping the clear liquid into his palm, he hummed questioningly when the brunette moved to face away from him. "Tyki? What's-"

The Noah shook his head, taking a slow breath. "It's easier like this, yes..? And he can watch as he likes." Raising his head, he smiled knowingly at the boy's reddened cheeks. "He always did say that the thought of this excited him.."

Lavi swallowed audibly, ignoring the sudden leap of his pulse. "Yeah, it does. Evidently it excites you, too." He stared pointedly at the brunette's exposed body, fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat. "And him. At least, I think it does.. He makes a funny kinda sound if I mention you when we're naked."

Tyki hummed speculatively, his smile turning suggestive. "Then perhaps he'll do that now.. Among other things." Sliding back to nudge against the waiting scientist, he sighed. "Be a good boy now, Lovely.. I'd like to see what it feels like to be in your place for once." He bent slightly, presenting his backside for the older man's inspection. "Is this exciting, Komui..? You're more than welcome to do as you please.."

Settling onto his hands and knees, he closed his eyes at the feeling of cool wetness against his entrance, forcing down the urge to squirm at the almost ticklish sensation. Casting a quick look over his shoulder, he smirked at the older man's rapt attention. "Flattering as it is, you should do more than just look.. It won't fuck itself, after all."

He moaned at the careful press of fingers within him, his back arching in startled pleasure when the older man curled them in a come-hither motion that left him shuddering. "Gods.." The withdrawl and return were equally astonishing, his hands clenching into the material beneath him as he bit his lip fiercely.

After several minutes of near-silent shivers, he shook his head faintly, leaning forward just far enough to resist the other's touch. "Enough. Get on with it, Komui." A soft murmur of agreement accompanied the retreat of the scientist's hands, and he sighed in mixed relief and anticipation.

Bracing himself firmly against the sheets, he spared a glance in the direction of their erstwhile audience, his eyes widening at the clear hunger in the redhead's expression. Gasping for breath, he spread his knees for balance, hissing at the slow stroke of fingertips along the backs of his thighs. "He's.. Still dressed."

Komui laughed quietly, shifting his hold from hips to waist. "And I'll bet it's terribly uncomfortable.. But that's his concern. Now, Tyki?"

The other's muffled growl was answer enough, his backward shift at once demanding and pleaful. "Yes."

Aligning himself carefully, Komui rocked forward with a short moan of appreciation, reigning in the urge to rush. The Noah echoed the sound breathlessly, his eyes closed as he encouraged the older man with a deliberate clench of muscles.

"I won't break.."

The older man nodded jerkily, his thrusts still hesitant as he stroked the other's hips. "I know that, but this isn't like being with Lavi.. I can't treat you like that, this is supposed to be a good thing, Tyki."

The Noah stiffened faintly, his hands closing into fists atop the blankets. A well-timed shift of weight brought the other directly against the rise of his prostate, the sensation driving his caution into the back of his mind. "There- Oh, God.." He forced his voice to steady, pressing back eagerly. "That's what I want, but more.."

Komui moaned in reply, repeating the action. "It hasn't been long enough, you'll hurt yourself.." He inhaled sharply at the brunette's determined movements, holding himself in check with difficulty. "Don't! You'll get what you want, just wait.. I told you it should be good-"

Tyki bucked into the contact with an angry growl. "It's already good, so do what you need to do, Komui! I know it isn't the same with me, but it can't be so much worse.. Tell me what would feel better, I can-" He choked back a cry, his legs shaking when the scientist ground against him roughly. "I can do anything but be him, just tell me what you need.."

Komui shook his head, reaching for the other's shoulders. "It's not enough if its only me, damn it! This is something for us." He ignored the quick surge of guilt at the man's misunderstanding, slowing his motions. "Me, you, Lavi.. There's no better or worse, only differences." He bit his lip at the younger man's surprised whine, the sound so unlike him that it was startling. " I love how different it is, being with you.. Aren't you the same?" The Noah's gasped agreement made him shiver, his palms sliding lower along the line of his collarbones for purchase.

Pulling the brunette to his knees, he hissed at the change of angle, burying his face into the curve of his throat. Nipping sharply at the line of his pulse, he laughed softly. "You should remember to thank him, Tyki.. It was his idea.."

The Noah panted rapidly, lifting his arms to wrap around the man's head to keep him in place. "It was.." Locking eyes with the boy opposite the bed, he moaned. "Obrigado, Lovely.."

The reaction to his low statement was profound, the Exorcist's cheeks darkening to rival his hair as he lurched to his feet. "That's cheating," He rasped, yanking at his belt. Flinging it aside, he made short work of his pants and undergarments, sending a vicious glare at the items when he staggered slightly while stepping out of them. "I was all set to just stay there and behave myself.." He shook his head quickly, climbing up to meet the brunette's gaze with a short growl. Cupping a hand beneath his chin, he pulled him into a hard kiss, his palm curling around the heated skin of his arousal. Taking a breath, he squeezed firmly, smirking at his eager buck into the touch. "This reminds me of something, Tyki.. I wonder if it would work as well on you as it did on me."

Leaning close, he urged the scientist's head up, repeating the kiss with a hum. Continuing his steady strokes against the brunette's erection, he smiled. "Is it good, 'Mui..? He's probably so hot that it feels like you're melting.." He nodded at the older man's quiet moan, nuzzling against the Noah's throat. Sucking gently at the skin there, he whimpered. "I remember the first time we were like this.. I hope he comes as hard as I did. You want that too, don't you?"

Komui gasped wordlessly at the sudden clench of the younger man's body around him, his hold tightening almost painfully.

The redhead increased his own movements to match the scientist's quickened pace, his free hand tracing the taut muscles of his back and sides. "I told him he wouldn't believe how good it felt, having everything he could possibly want.. But I really thought it would be him doing you, 'Mui. The way he looks at you when we're together is almost a crime." He cried out breathlessly when the brunette in question drew a fingertip along the underside of his achingly hard shaft, his voice husky with want. "Fuck, its like this from just watching.. You look so Goddamned good together.."

Tyki laughed shakily, rocking into the older man's hips urgently. "I believe you now, Lavi.. It's.. He feels-" He arched backward with a gutteral moan, his eyes closed in desperate pleasure. "Don't.. Komui, please..!"

The scientist nodded fervently, one hand pressed to the brunette's chest to keep him close. "I know, Tyki.. And he's right, about everything." Catching the Exorcist's gaze, he licked a slow trail up the Noah's throat, nipping at the lobe of his ear. "You are hot.. And I want to make you come so damned hard.." The resulting shudder from the other left him momentarily stunned, his own need far too pronounced to ignore. "Lavi-"

The redhead bit his lip at the shaken quality of the man's voice, leaning in to catch his open mouth roughly. "I can wait. Finish it, 'Mui.. Have what you both wanted." He shifted to regard the younger of the two closely, his movements insistant even as he forced down his lingering arousal. "He doesn't lie, Tyki.. Take care of his heart as well as you do mine."

Before he could draw a breath to continue, he found himself hauled forward against the other's chest, the unsteadiness of his hands giving silent testement to his approaching limits. Returning his hold, he stretched one arm carefully around the scientist's back, including him in the embrace. "Love you, Tyki.. And if he doesn't already, it won't be long."

The brunette stiffened with a ragged cry, his nails digging shallowly into the Exorcist's shoulders as he all but hurled himself against the man behind him, the act drawing a strangled shout from his throat as he joined the Noah in release. Struggling for air, Komui tightened his arms marginally, careful to allow the other room to breathe. Feeling his still-rapid heartbeat through the contact, he sighed contentedly.

"If that isn't thorough, I may not survive the next time, Tyki.. Perhaps I should write out my will before we try that again." He laughed at the redhead's quiet snort, resting his forehead against the Noah's shoulder. "Besides that, did you keep up with the time? I seem to have completely overlooked it, myself.."

Tyki shrugged faintly, relaxing into his hold. "Not really..But it was definitely less than twenty." Nudging the Exorcist gently, he shifted away from the older man with a low hiss, halfturning to face him. Blinking at his open expression, he faltered before continuing. "Thank you, for that.. Even if it was his idea, it was really no one's decision but yours, Komui."

The scientist shook his head, ignoring the blatant stare of their mutal lover. "Maybe so, but it shouldn't have taken this long. There's no excuse for it, not when I'd be lying if I said I hadn't done my fair share of wondering." Smiling awkwardly at the brunette's lifted eyebrow, he gestured at his stomach. "Would you like to have a bath, Tyki..? We've made a bit of a mess-"

Lavi snickered at the mental image of a shared bath, covering the sound with a cough. "I'd offer to wash your back for you, but I've only had practice dodging one set of elbows at a time.." Glancing down at himself, he grimaced. "Actually, since you're both so grateful, I'll go first. You two can have your talk without worrying about poor little left-out me."

Watching the boy make his way to the bathroom, Komui shook his head in exasperated amusement. "I think there was a joke at our expense in there somewhere.. But then again, there usually is." Meeting the brunette's questioning gaze, he sobered. "Are you happy now, Tyki? I don't want to keep repeating myself, but I really had no idea.. How long..?"

The younger man smiled thinly, waving a hand. "Almost since the beginning. It wasn't an issue until after we'd started this, though." Nodding toward the bathroom, he laughed quietly. "He knew, somehow.. But I should have expected that, since I'm completely useless when it comes to deceiving him." Looking back at the other, he inched closer. "And yes, Komui. Very happy."

The scientist returned his smile, lifting a hand to stroke the brunette's cheek carefully. "Good. But I wonder.."

Tyki raised an eyebrow in askance, leaning into the touch. "You wonder what?"

Moving his hand from face to neck, Komui leaned forward, using his hold to bring the other nearer. "Since he won't be joining us, would you like me to wash your back?"

The Noah laughed shortly, tipping his head invitingly. "Only my back, Komui?"

Bending to accept the clear invitation, Komui shrugged. "Or anything else.. But then he really would be left out, hm?" Pressing their lips together briefly, he hummed. "Then again, Lavi isn't exactly the jealous type.."

The brunette shook his head, dragging a finger up the man's chest. "No, he isn't.. Should we make him jealous, then?"

The scientist's quick exhale served as well as an answer, his grip tightening as his smile turned predatory. "That might be difficult, Tyki.. It could take a lot of effort."

The Noah's eyes narrowed in reply, his fingers retracing their path downward. "I'm not afraid of work, really.. Especially when the results could be more than worth the time."

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Well, there it is, for good or ill.. Hopefully you enjoyed it, even if it was a bit later than expected. Happy Birthday, Nee-san!

Comments welcome.

Lucky Ficlette, award for Bookkbaby.

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:41:17 GMT

Title: Anniversary
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky(Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Yaoi.

Summary: Awarded to Booky for winning the AssHat Bingo.

This ficlette is to celebrate Bookkbaby's winnage of the AssHat Bingo. Congrats, girl! To everyone else, fuck you briskly with a billboard if you fave this without commenting. An insurance billboard. Anyway, have at it. Also, SHADOW from AFF: You should visit the group's website and chat, I'd rather like to speak with you. If the chat doesn't work for you, IM would be fine as well. URL is in my profile. Thanks!

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Hanging his coat on one of the hooks by the door, Lavi sighed tiredly. Stretching his arms over his head half-heartedly, he winced at the faint crackle of his spine, reminding himself for the hundredth or thousandth time that he had insisted on working.

Though it was a thankless and often tedious job, the clerical position at the admittedly small local library had kept him from going mad from sheer boredom, and the modest salary still fit his needs to perfection. He knew that his older lover had no qualms about using the sizable funds left to him by his deceased once-Master, but to Lavi, every pence and pound was nothing more than blood money.

Pushing away the mild surge of irritation at the brunette's seeming ignorance of the issue, he noticed the near-silence of the house for the first time, his curiosity piqued by the faint scents of recent baking and something else in the still air. Frowning, he made his way down the dimly-lit hallway, wondering if his lover were present at all, as he often stepped out for errands in the early evening.

Stepping into the overlarge living room, he paused, taking in the scattered vases of flowers that seemed to rest upon every available surface. Raising an eyebrow, he reached toward the nearest, tracing the petals of a perfectly bloomed rose with one finger. The deep red was clearly visible despite the low lighting, and he wondered exactly what had prompted the other man to procure quite so many. Glancing at the darkened entrance to their bedroom, he hummed at it's obvious emptiness, deciding that the man must still be in their kitchen or the dining room.

Entering the latter, he sucked in a quick breath at the profusion of candles lining the set table and shelves, his eye wide as he halfturned to catch sight of his smiling lover. Clearing his throat, he gestured at their surroundings, his gaze catching on the single vase of mixed red and cream-white roses at the table's center before fixing on the brunette in astonishment. "Tyki..?"

The man laughed quietly, moving to meet him with an expression that left the redhead inexplicably anxious. "Welcome home, Lovely.. I trust your day went well?" He hummed at the Exorcist's slow nod, reaching for his hand. Winding their fingers together, he urged the other forward, his free arm wrapping around the boy's waist. "I've missed you today.. Did you miss me, Lavi?" He didn't wait for an answer, leaning in to catch the redhead's mouth firmly, his grip tightening at his low sound of surprise. Allowing their hands to part, he murmured approvingly when the younger boy returned his embrace, lips parting at the brunette's careful insistence.

After a long moment, the man lifted his head to breathe, smiling at his lover's hazed eye. "Hm.. Would you object to dinner being a bit early tonight, Lovely?" The Exorcist's slow negative made him chuckle quietly, the temptation to renew their kiss almost too strong to resist. Guiding the boy to one chair, he waited for him to seat himself before offering him a glass already half-filled with deep red liquid, the scent faintly reminiscent of cherries. "You still have tomorrow to yourself, yes?"

Accepting the glass, Lavi nodded. "And the day after. There's a meeting of some kind for the main staff, and they're going to do some resorting.. Was there something you wanted to do?"

Tyki smirked faintly, removing the cover of a large serving platter and setting it aside carefully. Extending a hand for the other's plate, he arranged a generous slice of what seemed to be roast beef atop it, adding various vegetables before handing it back with equal care. "In a manner of speaking.. Salt, Lavi?"

He served himself casually, shrugging at the boy's raised eyebrow. "I had wondered if it were a bit bland.. But it seems to be fine. Is it?" The redhead swallowed, nodding.

"You know it is. Nothing you make is bad, Tyki." Taking a drink from his glass, he sighed. "Besides that, I have the worst feeling that I've forgotten something important.. What's the occasion, so I can make sure I'm guilty for the right thing."

To his surprise, the man laughed in genuine amusement, setting his own glassware aside. "It's nothing to be so concerned about, Lovely. I just wanted to make this day a happy one, rather than a thing best forgotten. You really don't know what today is?" Shaking his head at the other's clear askance, he smirked. "Exactly one year ago today, I set the entirety of my future in motion. I must admit, I'm rather pleased with the end result, Lavi."

The Exorcist inhaled sharply, mentally cataloging the passage of time. "That's.. I didn't forget, really.. I never knew the exact day." Biting his lip, he glanced around the room, suddenly aware of just how much care the other had taken with his preparations. "I'm sorry," He murmured lamely, averting his gaze. "You did all this, and I didn't even-"

Tyki cut him off with a curt wave, spearing a bitesized piece of meat with his fork. "I didn't expect you to, Lovely.. I merely thought that it warranted celebration. Does that trouble you?"

Lavi shook his head quickly, holding his stare intently. "No. I would have done the same thing, if I'd known." Nodding at their surroundings, he smiled crookedly. "It's perfect.. I wish you'd told me so that I could have done something for you, too." Resuming his meal, he hummed contentedly. "God, I love your cooking.. If it were up to me, I'd never subject anyone to mine."

The brunette snickered indelicately, covering the sound with a cough. "It isn't that bad, Lavi. You just need a bit more practice." Smiling innocently, he took another drink from his glass. "And we'll see to that, just as soon as I arrange for a spare kitchen to be built."

The Exorcist huffed indignantly, taking a bite of steamed potatoes. Wiping his mouth carefully, he scowled. "I helped clean it up that time, didn't I? And I haven't touched the oven since, just like I promised." He smiled despite himself, laughing at the memory of his lover's incredulous expression upon entering the room several months past. "I think that was probably the first and only time I've ever seen you so scared.. You didn't really think I was going to make you eat.. Whatever that was that I ended up with, did you?"

Tyki returned his smile, tilting his head in mock thought. "Honestly, Lavi.. I believe that the only thing I can possibly compare that to was right about the time I first experimented with walking on air.. I managed to go several hundred feet away from the edge of London Tower, the realized that I had no earthly idea of just how I was doing it. Apparently, wondering takes far too much concentration away from not plummeting to one's death."

The redhead choked on his wine, coughing violently. "Seriously? You must be making that up!" Snickering helplessly at the man's complete sincerity, he gestured faintly for mercy. "Oh, my God, that's.. I know exactly what you mean, there was this one time, back when Gramps and I first joined the Order.. Komui just handed me Nyoibo and told me to practice the grow and extend." He shook his head ruefully, ignoring the remembered embarrassment. "Let's just say that I didn't expect to go quite that high that fast."

The man laughed outright, setting his silverware alongside his now-empty plate and draining the remainder of his drink. "That does sound rather alarming, Lavi.. Perhaps we should stay home and exchange old stories someday soon." Wiping his mouth, he sat his napkin on the table as well, glancing at the redhead's likewise finished dinner. "Are you done, now? There's dessert if you like.."

The Exorcist nodded slowly, pushing his chair away from the table. "Yeah, I'm done. Did you want dessert, Tyki..? I thought you didn't like sweets."

Rising carefully, the brunette smirked, edging around the table. "Normally not, but I have been known to make exceptions for certain special occasions, Lovely." Taking two quick steps forward, he slipped a hand deeply into the boy's bright hair, hauling him forward with a predatory sound. "Tonight is special, yes..?"

Lavi nodded rapidly, leaning into the other's hold eagerly. "Yes." Lifting his head to meet the man halfway, he moaned quietly at the utter possessiveness of his kiss, clinging tightly to the Noah's hips as he tasted the mingled love and wine on his tongue. Feeling the table's edge against his back, he moved one hand to brace himself, breaking away with a gasp as the man lifted him easily by the the waist. "What-"

The brunette stifled the impending question with a second kiss, settling the other atop the tablecloth before stroking both hands over his clothed sides and back. Ignoring the warning rattle of abruptly shifted dinnerware, he pressed closer, growling softly at the hard line of the boy's arousal against his own. Rolling his hips forward deliberately, he lowered his hold to the Exorcist's rear, the answering clench of his arms and legs giving physical proof of his want. Shifting his attentions to the other's throat and jaw, he hummed appreciatively at his short cry. "Delicious.. Though I believe this is the rule, rather than the exception.."

Tugging sharply at the man's loosely tucked shirt, Lavi hissed in definite agreement, wresting the garment free his pants to reach the smooth skin beneath it. "Best thing ever. Here..?"

Lifting his head briefly, Tyki glanced at the assorted objects in the immediate vicinity of his lover. Wincing at the possibility of unfortunate consequences, he shook his head regretfully. "I'm afraid not, unless you'd like to spend tomorrow at the hospital.. But then again, I should like to begin this year in the proper place." That said, he resumed his exploration of the other's arched throat, nibbling along the flesh there until neck became shoulder. Sucking gently at the skin above his pulse, he softened his grip into an embrace, raising his head for a slow kiss that left them both slightly breathless at it's end. "I don't particularly care about the details, so long as you're in my bed, Lovely."

The Exorcist nodded, palms pressed flat against the brunette's lower back to hold him close. "That's one of my favorite places to be, as long as you're there with me." Nestling his face into the man's shoulder, he smiled. "Why don't we just head that way, Tyki? I kinda want you to be a lot more naked.."

He jumped in surprise at the older man's abrupt backward movement, dropping to his feet. "I mean, I'm not in a hurry or anything, it's still nice to just-"

The Noah cut him off with a hard kiss, taking his hand as he pulled away to smirk knowingly at his flushed cheeks. "I completely agree, Lavi.. But there's time for 'nice' whether it be before or after, hm?" He turned toward the doorway, pulling the redhead along behind him as he crossed the floor with deliberate intent. "Honestly, I find your impatience just as appealing as the rest of you.. Particularly when I share it."

Halting at the entrance to their room, he regarded the other with faint amusement. "I wonder if I should bring you here in the same way that I brought you to that first place.. Without the ropes and unpleasantness, that is."

Lavi scowled in mock annoyance, poking at his chest with a finger. "And without the knocked unconscious part, too. Go ahead, but don't cut up my clothes this time, huh? Having knives near my junk sorta kills the mood."

Tyki nodded with a quiet laugh, slipping an arm beneath the redhead's own. "I can only imagine.. But I suppose it would be easier with you awake and willing." He bent quickly, catching the other behind the knees and lifting, smirking at his startled yelp. "Something the matter, Lovely..? Surely you didn't think that I simply hoisted you up like a sack of potatoes.."

Blushing furiously, the Exorcist latched onto his shoulders, grumbling quietly. "Well, I didn't know. You just gonna stand here until you drop me?"

The brunette shook his head, stepping through the open door. "I wouldn't let you fall, you know better." Navigating the room by memory, he smiled down at the boy in his arms, his gaze openly affectionate. "Even then, you were more important than that.. Perhaps for a different reason, but still worthy of careful handling."

Setting the other atop the covers of their bed, he followed him down, humming at his wide-eyed expression. "Or perhaps not so different at that. Then and now, you were something I needed."

Tightening his grip, the Exorcist swallowed audibly. "You were always like that, Tyki. Even when you didn't love me, you gave me everything.. So it's the same." Pulling him down, he sighed. "I've always needed you." Tilting his head, he pressed their mouths together with a contented murmur, his legs parting to give the man room to settle between them as he lifted his hips invitingly.

The immediate response made him lean back with a shaken gasp, his eye shut tight as the Noah repeated his movements steadily. Arching his back, he moaned at the heated friction between them, hands sliding down to catch the brunette's waist in a silent plea for more.

Hissing sharply, the older man freed his arms with a quick jerk, hooking his elbows behind the redhead's lifted knees. Rolling his weight forward, he only paused when their eyes met evenly, smiling at the boy's strangled mewl. "What else do you need, Lovely..? Less clothing, maybe?"

The Exorcist nodded rapidly, working his hands between them to yank at the fastening of his pants. Shoving them roughly over his hips, he caught the waistband of his undershorts as well, pushing both down as far as his awkward position allowed. "Help me," He growled, ignoring the heat in his face. "Get these off, right now."

Tyki laughed quietly, moving back until the boy had ample room to divest himself of his unwanted garments. His amusement faded when the other pushed himself half upright, his fingers busying themselves with the older man's button and zipper. "Goodness, do you really- Lavi!"

The redhead hummed a short affirmative, planting a hand firmly against the man's chest. Shoving him backward, he tugged his loosened slacks down and off, his undergarments following swiftly after. Bracing himself on one arm, he lowered his head purposefully, dragging his tongue over the proof of his lover's arousal. Feeling the quick pressure of fingers against the back of his head, he moaned approvingly, his free hand stroking upward along the brunette's thigh to the hip. Opening his mouth, he took as much of the other's length as he could comfortably manage, tracing meaningless patterns over the skin between lingering sucks and careful nibbles that left the brunette shaken as he tugged gently at the Exorcist's hair to urge him upward for a searching kiss.

Curling his arms around the boy's shoulders, he laughed softly at his eager shifting against him, nuzzling fondly at his throat. "Mm.. It's good to know that I was right after all.. This is better when you're willing, Lovely."

The redhead hummed in agreement, moving to one side at the Noah's gentle insistence. "That, and it's better when I'm in love with you, right?" Allowing the man to turn them over, he inhaled quickly at the clear evidence of his continued want, his legs wrapping tightly around the other's hips. "S'better when you love me, too.."

Tyki growled a quiet acknowledgement, rocking his hips meaningfully. "That's exactly what we're celebrating, Lavi.. How much better everything is this time." Holding himself on one arm, he reached for the top drawer of their nightstand, pulling it open after a moment of awkward fumbling. Retrieving the small bottle he sought, he sat it nearby, returning to his place with a satisfied sound. "That's one less thing to worry about.. Are you still impatient?"

The Exorcist nodded rapidly, releasing his hold. "Really impatient. Touch me..?"

Smirking at his demanding invitation, the brunette settled onto his bent knees, working the bottle's lid free. Tipping a generous amount of the faintly scented liquid into his hand, he replaced the cap, placing the container within easy reach. "I never planned otherwise, Lovely.. But I sincerely hope that your tolerance reasserts itself to allow for some indulgences." He slid closer, trailing a fingertip along the boy's tense thigh, halting just below the junction of leg and body. "Even after there was more to this than sex, I always wished I'd been able to take more time with you.."

He hummed amusedly at the redhead's wide-eyed expression, his fingers continuing upward suggestively. "If I were able, I'd have done so much more than that.. Knowing how it could have been, I would have taken the opportunity to completely enjoy the experience."

Brushing over the warm skin of the boy's entrance, he raised an eyebrow at his eager whine, breaching his muscles carefully. Working the oil along his inner walls, he bent to press a kiss to the Exorcist's tense thigh. "Haven't you thought so too, Lavi..? There were so many things I could have done to you.."

The redhead nodded shakily, pushing back against the other's hand. "I wish I'd been honest about it.. It would have been better for you, too." Swallowing heavily, he reached for the brunette pleadingly. "That's enough.. Come here, please? I want to feel you.."

Tyki laughed softly, removing his fingers as he complied readily. Covering himself with the remaining liquid, he raised himself to meet the other's eyes. "Perhaps next year will be for indulgences, then.. After all, forever is a very long time to learn, yes?" His humor faded at the hard clench of the boy's arms around his shoulders, mildly alarmed at the strength of his hold. "Lovely..?"

The reply was muffled but clear, and he shivered when the Exorcist's breath warmed the skin of his throat. "Forever..? That won't be long enough for me, Tyki. God, I hope all that bullshit about reincarnation is true.. I need at least a hundred lives to come close to enough of you."

The brunette's urgency fled at the shaken quality of the other's declaration, his lips gentle against his lover's as he worked one hand between them. Aligning himself carefully, he pressed forward with deliberate slowness, relishing the heated cling of the boy's body as he moved. Hissing at the sensation of fingers digging into his back, he caught his breath with effort.

"Of course it is, Lovely.. I'm here, aren't I?" Kissing the junction of the other's neck and jaw, he gasped at the answering curl of legs around his waist, the redhead's hold only just loose enough to allow for movement. Bracing himself on his free arm, he lifted his head carefully, smiling at the boy's low mewl of want. "One or one hundred, you're welcome to as much of me as you wish, Lavi."

Setting his pace to match the other's movements, he moaned at his soft whimpers. "Most definitely welcome.. But I'm the same, aren't I? Never having enough of you and this.." His rhythm turned demanding by slow degrees, the feeling of the redhead's shuddering tightness leaving him momentarily breathless.

Lavi raised his hips with a short growl, his voice rushed as he arched. "Take what you want, then.. You know its yours."

He dropped his hands to the side, bracing himself against the man's movements. "And you're all mine, every single inch of you.." He tightened his legs possessively, smiling at the older man's quick gasp. "I want it.. Give me what's mine, Tyki."

The reaction was instantaneous, the force of the brunette's motions moving them both nearer to the headboard before the man regained something of his control. Sliding his palms down to the boy's bent knees, he pushed them higher, hissing quietly when the other's hands curled around his elbows. Pressing firmly, he urged his thighs further apart, moving into the widened space. "You should be more careful with your words, Lavi.. Saying such things makes me forget my patience." Seeing the Exorcist's flush deepen, he smiled. "Is something the matter, dear..? You almost look troubled."

The boy's fingers dug into the skin of his upper arms, the nails leaving faint impressions there as he shook his head. "Want it, but.. Almost too fast this way. You just feel so-" He broke off with a rough groan, his eye closed in pleasure. "You know me too well, Tyki.. If you keep that up, I won't..!" He bucked shakily, his meaning clear by the urgent press of his knees against the man's sides.

Tyki hummed quietly, shifting his weight carefully. "Indeed I do, Lovely.. Memorizing such things is hardly difficult considering the obvious benefits." He leaned backward slightly, his thrusts just deep enough to be felt. "We could try something else, if you wish.. Would the floor be more to your liking? I'd hate to make this less than satisfying for you.."

Lavi moaned in protest, tightening his hold. "No teasing.. S'Too late for that anyway." He lifted his head for a kiss, gasping when the brunette rolled his hips purposefully. "Tyki.."

The older man nodded slowly, gathering him closer as he intensified his efforts. "Teasing..? It isn't teasing when it pleases you so.." Kissing his upturned face, he licked along the line of the Exorcist's jaw, adjusting his angle with a satisfied murmur at the other's choked noises. "It pleases me to know that you enjoy it this much. But you like other things as well, don't you..? Perhaps I shouldn't be in so much of a hurry.." He slowed his movements to a crawl, nibbling at the boy's collarbone. "Good, Lavi..? I shouldn't like to leave you wanting.."

The redhead's back left the bed in a shaking arch, his thighs locked to the other's sides. "Yes! You know- " He broke off with a shudder, his fingers digging into the blankets as he lifted his hips. "Please.. Not enough.."

Tyki laughed breathlessly, leaning forward to press a lingering kiss to the Exorcist's reddened cheek. "Is it ever? Tell me what you need, then. More?" He coaxed his lover's knees higher along his ribs, fingers tracing over the skin as he quickened his pace marginally. "Like this, Lavi? There's no word for how perfect you feel.."

The boy nodded rapidly, his eye wide with sudden desperation. "Love it.. Love you. Don't stop, I need-" He broke off with a stilted moan, panting for air as he stroked his palms over the older man's back and sides. "Please, please, please.."

The brunette hummed shortly in acknowledgement, bending close enough to almost hear the pounding of his pulse. Nuzzling against his ear, he sighed. "I know you do, Lavi.. And I don't have the slightest intention of stopping, not when you want so much I can almost taste it."

He hissed sharply at the boy's teeth against his shoulder, his hands tightening. "Gods, Lovely.. You always find a way to drive me mad.." The Exorcist's shaken cries alone were maddening, his enthusiastic motions leaving the man with little doubt that his lover completely shared his sentiments. Burying his face into the other's throat he hummed. "If you don't hold on so tight.." He trailed one hand suggestively down the redhead's abdomen, his meaning clear.

Lavi shook his head jerkily, his legs clenching around the brunette's waist. "Don't need it," He panted, winding his fingers into the man's sweat-dampened hair. Tugging him up for a kiss, he moaned breathlessly. "Never have.. S'good enough when it's just like this."

The urgent press of his lips and tongue proved his point, his nearness evidenced in the growing unsteadiness of his rhythm. For a moment, Tyki wondered if the boy could sense his own lack of control as well, growling when the Exorcist's muscles flexed exquisitely. "Lavi.."

The redhead bucked upward, his throaty sound muffled by the man's skin. "Do it.. Want you to."

A deliberate repetition of the act drew a startled noise from the other, his hips snapping forward with much more force than he'd intended. "Lavi!"

The boy ground himself roughly into the contact, his nails leaving short red trails against the brunette's back. "Come. Now."

The Exorcist's insistent tone was his undoing, the knowledge that he wished for the other's pleasure before his own making resistance impossible. Allowing himself an instant of freedom, he sank himself inside his lover with a pleading groan, the harsh sound echoed back to him as the redhead's thighs locked around him almost painfully. Feeling the abrupt wetness between their bodies, he gasped quietly, his own release taking the air from his lungs in something that was reminiscent of the other's name.

Resting on his elbows, he fought for breath to give voice to his appreciation, settling for slow kisses and nearly reverent touches when the words refused to come. Remembering his lover's singular dismay at their parting, he kept his place until movement became necessary, shivering at the coolness of the air against his still-damp skin.

Retrieving his castoff shirt, he wiped himself clean with brisk motions, taking infinitely more time with the Exorcist's similarly needful skin. Dropping the garment into the bedside hamper, he slid back into place with a smile, closing his eyes at the redhead's pleased murmur. "Mm.. Comfortable, Lovely..?"

Lavi nodded in contentment, his arms wrapping around the other's shoulders loosely. "Yeah.. Can I ask you a question, though?" He sighed at the man's cautious expression, tightening his embrace briefly. "It's nothing bad, I just wonder when you're going to stop repaying me." Stilling the brunette's protest with a Look, he sighed. "I mean it, Tyki. This was a wonderful thing to do, and I don't mind if it turns into something we do every year, but I don't want it to be like that.. Every time you punish yourself, it's like saying that you regret giving me the best thing I've ever had."

Freeing one hand, he tugged carefully at the thin strap of his eyepatch, wincing at the low light. Blinking away the sting, he dropped the material over the bedside before resuming his hold. "Do you really not get it, Tyki..? As soon as I knew that I loved you, all of those things stopped mattering. All I care about is being here with you, for as long as you'll let me."

The brunette blinked in surprise, shaking his head. "I never thought of it that way, Lavi. This wasn't about regret, it was about gratitude." Moving to one side, he gathered the boy in his arms. "I'm grateful that you stayed with me until it turned into this.. I used to think that it was a terrible thing, but every day that I wake up with you, it gets harder and harder to hold onto the guilt."

Returning his hold, the Exorcist nodded. "I know what you mean. I used to think that it was wrong to just let everything go, but I wanted to be with you more than I wanted to go back to how I was. Having you makes all of the rest worth it, even if everyone I knew hates me.." He laughed quietly, nestling closer. "You made me human, Tyki. If they really cared about me, they'd be thanking you for that.. I wouldn't have given a flying fuck what they thought before you brought me here."

Humming in agreement, the older man pressed a kiss to his exposed temple. "Perhaps they'll come around, Lovely. I wouldn't have thought that the Walker boy would be so petty, at the very least.. And really, what harm could we do? Their war is long over, so there's need for you to fight.." He tapered off when the redhead snorted. "Lavi?"

"They thought I'd come back and let them do tests on me, I think. Innocence won't accept a new user if the accommodator for it is still alive, so Nyoibo is useless to them without me." He drew meaningless designs against the man's back with a finger, shrugging. "I think that's why 'Mui didn't keep sending people after me, too.. He knew what the higher ups had in mind. Even if I'd let you destroy my hammer, they would have tried to force another Innocence to bond with me. There's no way he would have let that happen, not after everything he did to stop the experiments."

Tyki nodded faintly, tightening his grip. "Then I'm grateful to him for that as well, Lavi. i would have taken that place apart one stone at a time if I'd known they were intending such a thing." Feeling the boy's hand pause, he leaned back. "After seeing what happens to Exorcists who Fall, I would never allow it. Not for any reason."

The redhead sighed, resuming his careless movements. "You didn't know what would happen to Suman, Tyki. The fact that they'd seen it before just meant that they weren't as completely good as they claimed to be.. Even Allen started to doubt their word, after that. Lenalee and Yuu-chan never trusted them, and neither did 'Mui. I saw a lot of things as Bookman's apprentice that the others didn't have access to, so I always knew there was something wrong with the Order." He raised his head, sliding back to meet the other's eyes. "There were things about your family, too. They knew about all of you, from the moment you awakened, but they never said a word.. One of the other Supervisors told me that they wanted to see if the newer Exorcists would evolve faster that way, like Allen and Lenalee did. They didn't care about the risks, they wanted to force out the Heart."

At the mention of the Primary Innocence, Tyki scoffed. "The fools had it all the time and never realized it.. But I suppose I'm similar to it, in a way." Smiling at the other's raised eyebrow, he explained. "I'm more an opposite, really.. The Heart keeps all other Innocence active, yes? As I am, all of the remaining parts of my siblings are asleep within me.. As long as I live, they can't be reborn. That's one more reason to be grateful to your Supervisor, because his failure to attack me keeps the seeds of Noah sealed."

Lavi inhaled sharply, his hand stilling. "They are..? I thought.."

The brunette soothed him with a careful stroke along his bare hip, avoiding the places he knew to be ticklish. "They were willing, Lavi. There won't be any problems, I promise you." Pushing gently at the small of the other's back, he urged him close. "They chose to stay with me rather than be forced out.. It surprised me at first, but I understand it. They could see what I saw, feel what I felt.." He smiled faintly, his hold tightening. "They knew that I loved you, even before you did. They fought it until you refused to abandon me.. After that, there was nothing for it but to accept you or leave."

The Exorcist's breath caught audibly, but his voice was steady. "And they did..? I know it shouldn't matter, but.." He laughed abruptly, closing his eyes. "That makes me happy. If they thought I was good enough to have you, then nobody else should complain."

He cleared his throat awkwardly, nodding at the bedside lamp. "Can we just lay here and cuddle for a while..? I feel lame, but it's been a long day.."

The brunette chuckled, nodding. "Certainly. Sleep, if you wish." He struggled with the blankets for a moment, finally managing to arrange the topmost over them. "I'm not going anywhere, and we do have tomorrow for.. Things."

Lavi snickered quietly, sliding deliberate fingers up the man's side as he moved nearer. "Mhm.. Now, about that cuddling.."

Tyki shifted to allow the boy to settle himself, humming in approval at the weight of his arm draping over him. Mimicking the motion, he bent for a slow kiss before extinguishing the lights. Leaning back to share the pillow, he smiled at the redhead's sleepy murmurs. "Is there anything else you'd like, Lavi? You only need to ask.."

Pressing close, the Exorcist sighed. "Just promise that you'll always love me as much as you do right now, Tyki."

The brunette tucked the other's head snugly beneath his chin, inhaling the scent of his hair. "I can't do that, Lovely.. Weren't you listening?" He laughed softly, his arm curled securely around the other's waist. "Even in one day, it won't be the same.. I love you more and more every day. I couldn't stop that if I tried." Ignoring the melodramatic nature of his statement, he smiled at the redhead's low sound of pleasure. "I can promise to never try, will that do?"

Lavi nodded faintly, his own arm tightening briefly against the man's skin. "That'll do just fine."

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Well Booky, there you have it. Congrats again!

New short #4

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:35:40 GMT

Title: Question
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Yaoi.

Sitting down heavily, Lavi halfturned to greet the man beside him, scowling at his mildly annoyed expression.
"Well, I was gonna say Good Morning, but you look like somebody pissed in your cornflakes.. Something bothering you already, Tyki?"

The brunette sighed tiredly, pointedly averting his gaze. "Many things, Exorcist.. Starting with certain individuals who don't know when their presence is unwelcome."

As usual, the boy ignored his waspish tone, shaking his head. "Yeah, I get that a lot. Seriously though, what's
so bad about trying a little friendliness? You're gonna be here for a while, you know."

Tyki jerked his head around, glaring at the other fiercely. "And why would I ally myself with you, of all people? I don't need-"

The redhead laughed shortly, gesturing at the man's otherwise empty table. "I don't see a line or anything, is there a form I need to fill out? Besides being good company, I probably have the least reason to hate you of anyone here. Don't tell me you're afraid to mingle.."

The former Noah snorted indelicately. "I fear nothing, Exorcist. If I were inclined to 'mingle', I wouldn't waste time doing so with a scatterbrained gossip."

Lavi shrugged, still smiling. "I think you are. But I wonder what scares you more, bad romance or rad bromance?"

Rising to his feet, he snickered at the man's thunderstruck expression, waving slightly. "I'm gonna get some breakfast, since you don't feel like talking.. But if you change your mind, look me up. I'm sure we could figure out something to talk about."

Whistling tunelessly, he made his way to the counter, ordering his usual fare. Glancing his shoulder, he grinned at the older man's still-present disbelief, turning back when the cook huffed quietly.

"Lavi-kun, you shouldn't tease him. He hardly eats a thing, he just sits there glaring.."

Taking his tray, the Exorcist nodded. "I know. But I wasn't teasing, I just gave him a little food for thought." Noticing that the brunette had yet to vacate the room, he hummed. "Maybe he needs seconds.. We wouldn't want him to starve, now would we?" Dodging the older man's amused swipe at his head, he laughed, wondering if the Noah had any idea how young he looked when he was so obviously confused. Deciding that time was more his friend than his enemy, he made his way to a different table, surreptuously casting looks in the
other's direction between bites.

When the brunette finally noticed his scruitiny, he scowled, leaving his place and the room with a determined step. Lavi smiled in satisfaction, returning to his meal with a vengeance. It wouldn't do for the older man to find the library empty, and judging by the high color that graced his angular cheekbones, Lavi doubted he'd have long to wait.

New short #3

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:33:21 GMT

Title: Defense
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi.

Although Lavi had always known that he was not the strongest of Exorcists, it was indisputable that his
particular Innocence had afforded him some level of untouchability, when he could summon up the very essence
of elements to strike down an enemy at almost any distance.

He wondered what had happened, to take that security away from him.

Staring up into half-closed eyes the color of molten copper, he keenly felt the absence, his fingers recalling the silken texture of a shaft that was nothing like that of his Innocence, and the entirety of his being ached to reach synchronization with something far less than holy.

Tilting his hips in supplication, he fell into a kind of worship at the answering weight of his lover's body, thinking that perhaps he could allow himself to be unguarded for just so long as it took to understand the nature of this rapture.

New short #2

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:31:37 GMT

Title:Travel
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fluff, Yaoi.

Lavi h

ad long become accostommed to travel by various means, bith traditional and not-so-traditional.

Carriages were by and large the most uncomfortable means of reaching a destination, the jolts and limited space leaving one unable to sleep or write as the miles dragged on.

Horseback was somewhat better, but the whims of an animal were almost an unpredictable as the road conditions in the outermost reaches of human civilization.

Walking took the longest, without question, but having the opportunity to converse at will was satisfying in it's own way, given that one's companion was anyone but the ever stoic Kanda Yuu.

In the end, the Exorcist was forced to admit that he preferred trains, with their roomy seats and steady, reliable movements. The noise was somewhat distracting, but after the passage of several hours, the clatter of wheels against steel rails drifted into negligible backround noise, allowing one to indulge in dialogue, sleep or reading with equal ease.

Shaking off his musings, he looked down, smiling at the relaxed face of the 'enemy' currently using his lap as a pillow. Eyeing the restfully sprawled length of his body as it stretched along the upholstered seat, he sighed. In the end, he supposed that the only real difference was the opportunity to fully enjoy the scenery.

New short #1

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 29 May 2010 07:29:22 GMT

Title: Wish
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, Yaoi.

"This was all I ever wanted, did you know?"

He smiled at the trembling figure sprawled beneath him, relishing the quick pants and shivers that accompanied his careful squeeze. "Only this, but you kept it from me.."

He bent his head to kiss one pale cheek, inhaling the scent of the boy's skin with a contented sound. "But all of you is mine now, yes? I wonder how I should celebrate the occasion."

The redhead swallowed heavily, shaking his head. "I've.. You don't need to.. celebrate. I never knew, I thought you didn't need-"

The Noah hummed quietly, his fingers flexing. "Need? Of course I didn't need it, Lavi.. I wanted it. Along with the rest of you." Smiling at the other's low moan of distress, he repeated his gentle kiss. "But that's in the past. With the fall of your precious Order, you belong to me.. Does knowing help, really?"

The redhead shuddered faintly, his eye widening at the sudden clutch of the other's hand. "Don't! Please don't, I couldn't let you!" He reached for the arm pressed against him, following it down to where it vanished inside his bare chest. "Tyki, please! What you wanted, what I wanted.. It couldn't matter, then! Now I can have.. You can have-"

The man sighed quietly, pushing himself up. Pausing at the boy's persistant hold, he frowned. "Let go, Lavi. I think I've changed my mind after all."

Ignoring the voice that screamed he was a fool, the once-Exorcist pulled him down, refusing to release his grip. "I always wanted you to have it. Leave it where it is, if you want to, or tear it out so that you can see it's yours.. It doesn't matter. You can take anything I have, but I want to give you at least that.."

The man's eyes grew impossibly wide, belying his scornful tone. "You would give me something that I already own, Lavi..? How foolish."

Winding his free hand into the other's hair, the redhead smiled shakily. "I know. But you already knew that, right?"

New fic.

s3lfexpr3ssion — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 18:22:45 GMT

Yeah, me again.

Title: Interrogation
Author: SisterWicked
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Violence, Yaoi.

Summary: Lavi wants answers.

The redhead wondered if the other man realized just how tempted he was to simply walk away, to forget history for just this one moment. Seeing the man's lips curl upward, he knew that he must have given some sign of his unease. Narrowing his uncovered eye, he cleared his throat.

"You killed all the people on that list, didn't you." It wasn't really a question, as they both knew the answer. The brunette shrugged faintly, nodding toward the paper on the table between them.

"I did."

Glaring at his lack of remorse, the boy pointed to one name in particular, ignoring several that were achingly familiar. "This one, you killed him right under the noses of three Exorcists and a halfdozen finders.. Why did you risk so much, for one person?"

The man's smile widened unnaturally, his teeth very white against his dark skin. "Because I could, Bookman." He stressed the title with studied insolence, clearly amused at his deepening scowl. "I wanted to see his face, when I did it.. He believed himself safe, right up to the point that I crushed his heart."

Shuddering in revulsion, the redhead moved to the next name. "And her? Why would you kill a woman who had no ties to either side?"

Tyki laughed shortly, shaking his head. "That one was almost an accident. She witnessed something she shouldn't have, so there was no choice." Leaning suddenly close, he smirked at the boy's abrupt recoil. "She saw me kill the one you really wish to know about, Exorcist. Why don't I tell you about it, since you can't seem to bring yourself to ask?"

He laughed at the redhead's pale face, tapping the paper with one long finger. "I played with him." He murmured, fingertip dragging slowly over the printed words. "He thought he could save me, make me human again." His expression sobered, fingernail digging into the paper. "I let him believe that I wanted it, did you know? He was a bare inch from safety, and all it took was one word to bring him to me."

The Exorcist remained silent, unwilling or unable to comment.

The brunette snorted, shaking his head. "Would you believe that he offered himself to me, boy? He allowed me to touch and taste as much as I liked, and still considered himself to be a creature of God." He hummed softly, resting his head on one hand. "It was more than sweet, to see him that way.. Did you ever have the chance to look for yourself, Bookman? But of course you wouldn't have cared, not really.. Your kind is as close to mine as any full human can be, yes? No needs, no desires.. Only questions and answers. How very sad, I could almost weep for your lack."

The boy's face reddened dangerously, his fingers itching for the handle of his inactive Innocence. "Cry for yourself, Noah. When all the questions are answered, they'll kill you."

The man nodded calmly, his eyes bright with something like joy. "Indeed they will.. But you have to ask for the answers you seek, yes?" He smiled at the other, lowering his voice as if to share some great secret. "Ask, then. Perhaps your pretty face will loosen my lips.. Or my belt. The door is secure, hm..?" The tongue that stroked over perfectly shaped lips seemed to mock him with it's dull pink color, the shine of saliva on skin drawing his gaze despite his disgust.

"You're nothing but poison, Tyki."

The Noah laughed softly, nodding. "I am, Bookman.. But one you wouldn't find so bitter, in time." He raised an eyebrow questioningly, his smile unfaltering. "But I'll give you your answers all the same. What would you know first? I could tell you that he fit my hand like a glove, when I reached inside him.. Or would you rather hear how he looked, when he said I was forgiven?"

He ignored the redhead's quick gasp, closing his eyes in memory. "He smelled like chocolate.. It was all I could do to keep myself from devouring him, until I needed to." Sighing, he opened inhumanly colored eyes to meet the Exorcist's horrified gaze. "It was a pity to end him, really.. He made for excellent entertainment. But I wonder about you, Bookman.."

The redhead forced himself to swallow, shaking his head. "What about me?"

The man's eyes flashed golden for a moment, that damnable smirk making the other wish he could hit him. "I wonder if you would taste like cinnamon. Or if maybe your blood would be as tasteless as water, to reflect your state of being.. Would you be my last meal, boy?"

Ignoring the sharp crack of his chair striking the floor behind him as he rose from it, the Exorcist half-lunged across the narrow table to seize the other's lapels in his fists. Hauling him forward, he bent to meet his faintly surprised gaze from the span of only inches away. "I'm nothing like he was, Noah.. I don't give a flying fuck about your salvation."

Unbelievably, the man began to laugh, his humor approaching outright madness as he waved a hand at the enraged redhead. Regaining just enough of his composure to speak, he grinned. "How utterly delightful you are, Bookman.. Your temper only confirms my suspicions." His smile darkened noticeably, his hands lifting to press againt the Exorcist's own. "You may indeed be nothing like your sweetnatured friend, but you are very like myself. Every inch of you is positively lusting for my death, and only the thinnest of barriers prevents you from indulging in that desire.. Without that, you would rend my body like a maddened beast, glorying in the very taste and texture of my blood upon your tongue."

Though he was prepared for the results of his taunting, the blow was startling for it's quickness, the force of it just as he'd expected from one trained to fight with the inhuman on a very physical level. Licking at the corner of his split and bleeding lip, he smiled. "That won't work on this half of me, my darling.. But please help yourself to another, if you wish."

The second and third followed in rapid succession, the Exorcist's visible eye alight with something akin to insanity as he shook the man violently. "They told me to do whatever it takes to get my answers, Tyki. It's even better if you can't die from just this." Raising his fist for another go, he smiled. "That just means that I can do this until I get tired of it."

The Noah lifted his face in blatant invitation, his eyes open even as the redhead's knuckles drove his head back with a dull crunch. Swallowing, he hummed softly at the coppery-sweet flavor. "Then I hope your stamina holds equal to your anger, Exorcist.. It would be a shame if I outlasted you."

Shaking with visible rage, the boy continued his efforts mercilessly, cursing as the first wounds closed themselves even as he delivered a halfdozen more to the man's unprotesting flesh. Inhaling raggedly, he scrubbed his knuckles against the fabric of his pants, grimacing at the tacky cling of blood. Taking hold of the other's collar, he wrenched at the material of his shirt, exposing a fully half of the man's chest as buttons struck the walls and floor with muted snaps. Shoving the cloth down along the Noah's arms, he planted his palm against the rise of a collarbone, his short nails leaving jagged tracks as he drug them viciously over the skin there.

The man hissed quietly, pressing into the contact. "Again?"

Lavi nodded rapidly, gritting his teeth as he shoved the other backward with enough force to overturn his seat. "Until you beg me to stop, you fucking freak." He rounded the table quickly, hauling the man away from his chair. Ignoring the his low laugh, he drove a boot into his side, stepping over his sprawled form. Dropping to his knees, he settled his weight atop the other, yanking the remains of his shirt open with a growl. "Bastard." He dug both hands into the newly-exposed skin, repeating his actions deliberately. "How's that? I can do this all Goddamned day, no one's going to stop me."

Tyki arched into the touch with a groan, his bound arms raised above his head. "Have at it, Exorcist.. Slake your thirst."

The boy's eye widened, then narrowed. "You think this is funny? Even if you can't die, you can sure as hell hurt." As if to prove his statement, he dragged his fingers upward, raking them from breastbone to navel with a smirk at the other's rough exhalation. Grinding his palms against the oozing scrapes, he sighed. "Not so funny now, huh?"

The brunette shook his head, rolling his hips into the Exorcist's with a breathy sound. "Most definitely not.. Are you amused, boy?" He shifted lazily, rocking against the other insistantly. "Such heat.. Has your ire run it's course, then? A pity.."

Lavi jumped at the obvious press of the man's arousal against his backside, staring down at him in disbelief. "You're sick." Closing his hands into fists, he clenched his teeth in frustrated rage, "You fucking get off on this shit.. What's wrong with you?"

The Noah laughed, his movements steady. "Why, the same thing that's wrong with you, Bookman.. Have you a name for being hard enough to hurt?" He closed his eyes briefly, intensifying his motions. "Is pleasure bitter for you, then..? How unfortunate, that mine is still so much sweeter than yours.."

The redhead yanked him upright violently, shaken at the clear proof of the other's words. "Shut your fucking mouth, Tyki. It doesn't matter if you like it or not, this is about what I want." He tightened his hold, gritting his teeth at the friction between them. "If I wanted to, I could use you like a cheap whore. Nobody would care if I stripped you down and fucked you right here on the ground. But I won't. You'd probably love it if I took you dry."

Tyki nodded in agreement, steadying himself with effort. "Most likely, yes.. But why won't you? Is it because I'm a man, Exorcist?" He lifted his hips purposefully, hissing at the other's replying shift. "That's such a shame, when you feel so utterly perfect there.."

Lavi rocked his weight back with a low laugh, shivering at the jolt of arousal brought on by the act. "So what? You're as pretty as a woman, but don't expect me to be gentle with you because of it." His motions turned forceful, his grip preventing the other from toppling backward as he moaned haltingly.

The brunette shook his head, relishing the firm pressure of the boy's clothed erection against his own. "Gentle..? Don't be ridiculous, surely you see that I have no desire for such things, Bookman."

The Exorcist all but snarled at his tone, fingers digging harshly into his naked back. "Stop calling me that. You know my fucking name, so use it."

Tyki hummed contentedly, nodding. "As you wish, Lavi.. You had only to ask." He smiled at the other's short gasp, pressing his lips to the rise of one collarbone left bare by the loosened neckline of his shirt.. "More..? You needn't worry for my comfort, I rather like you this way." The Exorcist replied with a jerk of hips, his hold nearing painful as he clenched his jaw. Draping his arms around the redhead's shoulders, he urged his face down to rest against his throat, groaning at the damp sensation of the boy's tongue as it traced the pounding beat of his pulse. "Thirsty, Lavi..? Help yourself."

Lavi growled hoarsly, fisting one hand into the other's hair. Pulling his head to the side, he drove his teeth viciously into the exposed flesh, the man's shuddering moans fueling his passion as he sucked lingeringly at the oozing impressions. Feeling the Noah's impatient buck against him, he ground himself downward and back with deliberate force, his own nearness surprising despite the intensity of their almost-coupling.

Tyki laughed breathlessly, his arms tightening in anticipation. "Yes.. Gods, but you're perfect for this.." He gasped at the urgent movements of the redhead's back and hips, leaning away to catch his gaze. "Close, Lavi..? Let it go, and have what you want."

The boy's grip strengthened, his eye widened in astonishment. "You.. Aren't..? Then why-"

The man shook his head faintly, his words halting as he leaned in with clear intent. "If it matters, yes.. But this isn't for me, is it..?" He pressed their mouths together with a low murmur, lapping at the remaining traces of blood on the other's lips. Feeling them part, he accepted the wordless invitation, scribing meaningless patterns over the redhead's tongue. The Exorcist's faint mewl made him smile into the kiss, his teeth bearing down against the fullness of his lower lip as he withdrew. "Do it."

The boy's response was immediate, his voice ragged as he arched into the Noah's body insistently. "Fuck that.. You let go. Say my name, Bitch."

Tyki hissed shortly, matching his faltering rhythm. "Lavi. Lavi." Feeling the boy stiffen abruptly, he studied his flushed face intently, moaning at the shocking force of his own climax. "Lavi!" The redhead's wavering cry answered him, the hard clench of his knees and arms leaving the man with no doubt of his enjoyment.

Ignoring the roughness of his voice, he laughed shakily, shifting his arms away from the other's shoulders. "So perfect.. How does pleasure taste to you, Lavi?"

The Exorcist panted quietly, wiping his mouth with a jerky motion. "Good. Better than good. Delicious. A shame they're going to kill you before-"

Offering his bound wrists, the man lifted an eyebrow. "Only this room is shielded, yes..? Once we're beyond this place, I could show you a much more suitable location for asking questions.."

The redhead nodded rapidly, his hands steady as he worked the catch of the other's restraints. Casting them aside, he rose, drawing his reduced Innocence with a practiced motion. "And getting answers. Whatever it takes to get them." He turned away, the near-silent invocation of his weapon grating harshly on the man's heightened senses. Opening the door, he stepped through without a backward glance, leaving the brunette to his own devices for the moment.

Flexing his fingers thoughtfully, Tyki smiled at the muffled noises from behind the room's partly closed door, the sound of a shrill cry making his eyes gleam wickedly. Stepping toward the forgotten table, he smirked at the still-present paper there, dragging one finger through the slowly congealing blood that marked his throat.

Reaching for the paper, he shaped letters that glimmered sickly crimson in the overhead light, pushing the altered document back into place as he strode toward the door. The rush of air that heralded his exit sent the page drifting to the floor, the new addition already halfdried to rusty brown as it settled.

Lavi.

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Kuroshitsuji Manga

s3lfexpr3ssion — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 04:09:50 GMT

A double helping..

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 16:44:03 GMT

Yes, it's me again.
Yes, I have another short thing to post.
Two of them, in fact, with 5 more to come.
X-posted because that's how I roll.

Title: Weekday Meme
Pairing: Lucky (Tyki/Lavi)
Rating: K+/NC-17 eventually
Warnings: Mild language, semi-fluff, implied and future YAOI.
Summary: Like it says. Days of the week. So.. 7 parts. Worth the rating eventually.

Weekday Meme

By SisterWicked

Like it says, days of the week.

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MONDAY

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Blinking up at the man incredulously, Lavi tightened his grip around the sweat-slickened handle of his Innocence, wondering if the entire confrontation and battle had been a dream.

"How about it, boy? I can guarantee that it would be more than worth your while.."

The brunette's inhumanly golden eyes were completely serious, furthering the boy's belief that he must still be firmly wrapped within his blankets, busily envisioning this ludicris scenario while his Finder was no doubt beginning to wonder if he planned to leave the bed at all.

Clearing his throat, he laughed weakly. "I think... I'd like to wake up now. No offense, but I'm not really buying into this.." He gestured at the other's calculated smirk, swallowing heavily. "Whatever this is."

Tyki's smile faded, one eyebrow lifting at his amusement. "Whatever.. You don't know what this is, boy..?" His expression would have been comical, if not for the immediate concern of bodily harm. "Surely a Bookman can't possibly be so dense."

Snorting, the redhead pushed himself to his feet, leaning against the alley wall to maintain as much distance between them as he could easily manage. "Believe me, being a Bookman has nothing to do with stupidity." He shook his head at the older man's sceptical look, shrugging. "Besides that, I know you don't mean what I think you mean. Why would you?"

The man smiled faintly, shrugging. "Why..? Does it matter?" He removed his hat, dragging his fingers through his hair. "Call it a whim."

Lavi sighed, reducing his Innocence to it's dormant size. Keeping it well in hand, he braced himself against the brick wall, prepared to reinvoke at the slightest hint of duplicity. "I call it bullshit. Even if you were serious, I don't even know you! Do you honestly expect me to just sleep with some random person? You might be an outright whore, but I'm not like that."

The last seemed to finally strike a nerve, the brunette's eyes widening in surprise before narrowing dangerously. "I most certainly am not. A simple no would suffice, there's no need to be insulting." Placing his hat firmly atop his head, he nodded brisquely. "I think it would be best for me to take my leave, before my temper gets the better of you, Exorcist."

Despite his harsh tone, the faint tightness around his eyes lent itself more to pain than anger, and the redhead found himself inexplicably ashamed of his statement. Seeing the other turn with obvious intent, he winced, shoving his hammer into its holster. Taking a quick step forward, he snagged the man's coatsleeve tightly. "Wait!"

Drawing a breath at the brunette's sharp glance, he swallowed. "That.. I don't.." Biting his lip, he frowned at his instinctive anxiety. "I shouldn't have said that, not without proof. I'm sorry."

Pulling away from the boy's grip, Tyki shook his head. "Don't trouble yourself with it. Contrary to popular belief, I've been rejected often enough to handle it without resorting to theatrics." Pausing at the Exorcist's clear regret, he frowned. "If it assuages your guilt, I did proposition you without considering that you may take offense, boy."

"Lavi."

The redhead's quiet voice stilled him momentarily, and he hummed curiously. "Beg pardon?"

Clearing his throat, the Exorcist repeated himself. "Lavi. Not 'boy'." Grinning faintly, he shrugged. "Use my name, something about the way you say that is.. Creepy."

Tyki laughed abruptly, shaking his head. "Lavi, then. Of course I don't need to return the introduction.." Eyeing the redhead closely, he smiled. "It rather suits you, I think. Setting that aside, I also apologize for my presumption." Stepping back, he inclined his head slightly, gesturing at the entrance to the alley. "I'll wager that your companion is growing concerned at your tardiness, Lavi.. I won't keep you from your work, but perhaps we'll have another opportunity to exchange pleasantries, yes?"

The boy nodded hesitantly, watching him leave with a quiet sigh. Shaking off his bemusement, he moved toward the street, carefully filing his thoughts on the conversation away for later musing.

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Weekday Meme

By SisterWicked

Like it says, days of the week.

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TUESDAY

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In retrospect, Lavi realized that a second meeting was, in fact, inevitable.

Still, he couldn't help but wonder at the other's somewhat informal attire, his manner clearly much more relaxed than he would have expected in light of their ongoing conflict of interest.

Drawing his hammer, he sighed. "We've got to stop meeting like this."

The man laughed quietly, approaching to an almost dangerous proximity. "Indeed.. Would you care to accompany me for a while, then? There's a simply marvelous little place just down the way.."

Lavi blinked at him dumbly for a moment, his expression darkening at the brunette's continued amusement. "Why would I do that? We can fight right here."

Raising an eyebrow, the older man shook his head. "We could, at that.. Or we could go there and have dinner. Of course, we could always come back here and fight afterwards, if you insist."

The Exorcist snorted incredulously. "Are you still trying to get in my pants? I thought you said you weren't a whore."

Tyki smiled tolerantly, offering an arm that the boy pointedly ignored. "Hardly that, Lavi.. And besides, the only way you could afford me would be if I loaned you the money first. I was merely inviting you to join me for dinner."

The redhead frowned, glancing warily at the man's cheerful face. "How do I know it isn't a trick? For all I know, the place is swarming with Akuma and you'll have them poison me." Pushing aside his common sense, he reholstered his weapon, still ignoring the proferred arm. "If it is.."

The Noah shrugged, gesturing to the street. "If it is, we can continue our battle there. Until then, you'll just have to trust me, hm?" Waiting for the Exorcist to step forward, he nodded towards the left. "This way, Lavi.. It isn't too far. I trust you slept well?"

Huffing quietly, the redhead replied. "As well as I could. I swear, that hotel must have stock in concrete mattresses.."

Tyki laughed. "Really..? How terrible for you, then." Indicating another left turn down a smaller street, he smirked. "If your accommidations are truly so unpleasant, I do know where there's a much softer bed.."

Lavi growled indignantly, glaring up at the other sternly. "If you're going to be like that the whole time, there's no point in going anywhere. I'd rather sleep on the ground than in your bed, Tyki."

The brunette tipped his head curiously, his expression just a shade too innocent to be genuine. "Mine, Lavi..? I was going to suggest another hotel, but if you really want to know.." He snickered at the boy's vivid blush, shaking his head. "Now, now.. Don't get ahead of yourself, its only dinner, Lavi."

Before the Exorcist could form a suitably scathing retort, he waved a hand negligently. "I won't tease you anymore.. Ah, here we are. Would you like to choose the table?"

Taking in the unexpectedly commonplace setting, Lavi shook his head. "Anywhere's fine.. Probably something away from other people." Allowing himself to be led to one side, he sighed when the man pulled a chair away from the table, indicating that he should sit. "You don't need to-"

Tyki smiled faintly, taking the seat opposite. "Its polite. Just wait a moment, someone will come to tell us what they're serving and-"

"Tyki!"

The brunette was interrupted by a childishly shrill voice, that and a quick rush of sharp footsteps giving only a second's warning before he was enveloped in a flurry of starched apron and curling blonde hair, the force of the impact nearly unseating him before he managed to right himself.

Gaping stupidly, Lavi watched as the figure resolved itself into a somewhat normal appearing girl of perhaps twelve, her excited babbling prompting a surprisingly rich laugh from the now-balanced man.

"Its been ages! Where were you for so long? Did you see Mama's new dress? Its all fluffy and pink-"

Tyki shook his head, straightening in his seat. "I only just arrived, Sylvie. Once I've finished my work, I'll come for a visit, all right?" He patted the girl's head fondly, smiling at her short huff. "There, now.. I'll bring you something nice." Nodding at his still staring companion, he directed her attention across the table. "This is Lavi, he'll be with me today. Do you have anything special this evening?"

Eyeing the redhead closely, she nodded. "Beef stew and vegetables. Mama let me help, but its good." Turning back to the older man, she bent to whisper overloudly. "He's pretty."

Tyki laughed at the redhead's startled noise, nodding. "I had noticed that myself, actually.. But I'll have that, with some of the coffee you made last time. Lavi, would you rather have something else, or..?"

Clearing his throat, the Exorcist nodded. "The same.. Could you bring some sugar, please?" He smiled at the girl's serious expression, the scratch of her pencil making him wonder how legible her writing was.

She nodded happily back, shoving the paper into one pocket. "It won't take long, I'll tell Mama its for you." Biting her lip, she stifled a giggle. "Really pretty.."

Tyki swatted halfheartedly at her retreating figure, shaking his head. "Be a good girl, now.. You don't want your Mama to scold you again, hm?" Smirking, he faced the redhead with a sigh. "Sorry about that, she's very.. Enthusiastic. Is something the matter, Lavi?"

The boy frowned, shaking his head. "I don't get you.. Why are you being all.. Human?"

Inhaling sharply, Tyki straightened. "Human, Lavi? I am human. And I could ask you the very same question." Seeing the other's confusion, he sighed. "You don't act like a person with no feelings.. Are you less than human for the lack?"

Again the Exorcist felt unaccountably shamed by himself, swallowing with difficulty before responding. "I'm sorry, that came out all wrong.. I meant that you're being.. Nice. Really nice." Ignoring his discomfort, he shrugged. "I thought you hated humans."

The brunette sighed, shaking his head. "Not all humans, Lavi.. Only the ones less than deserving of life." Smiling faintly, he laughed. "Even I know that there are good people in the world. Like the family that owns this place." Lifting an eyebrow, he regarded the redhead seriously. "And you. Aren't you a good person, Lavi..?"

At a loss, Lavi shrugged. "I.. Maybe. I don't know sometimes."

The brunette nodded. "Well, that's something we share.. But setting personal inadequacies aside, is my company less than pleasant? There's no swarm of diabolical machines, no poison.."

Relieved at the obvious change of topic, Lavi snorted. "Yeah, yeah.. But do you blame me for being paranoid? Sneaky is kinda in your job description.."

The older man nodded solemnly, his eyes belying his mirth. "It is.. And no, I would completely advise you to be on your guard, Lavi. After all.." He bent close, his smile returning with a slightly sharper edge. "I haven't abandoned all hope just yet."

The Exorcist swallowed heavily, nodding. "I sort of figured that.. But we.. I.."

He was saved by the arrival of their food, the girl's smile no less cheery than before as she presented them with silverware and cups, a small container of sugar sat squarely in the center of the table alongside an equally small pitcher of cream. "Here you go.. Mama said not to forget the cream, since you don't like it black." She snuck a sidelong glance at the watching Exorcist, her lips curving upward faintly. "She said not to bother you either.. And she thinks your friend is pretty too."

Shooing her away with a laugh, Tyki nodded towards a stocky woman nearby, her face as round and cheerful as that of her daughter. "That's her mother, no doubt waiting for the earliest opportunity to wheedle information out of me.. Such a shame that I can't tell her overmuch."

Lavi scowled in embarrassment, ducking his head. "Well, leave my part out.. And quit sniggering at me, I just had two women call me pretty."

The brunette laughed outright, carefully adding cream and sugar to his cup. "Oh, yes.. The very epitome of shame, that.. Would it help if I said that I wholeheartedly concur?"

"Not really."

"Ah well.. I tried."

"And failed."

"Hm.. If at first you don't succeed.."

"You should let sleeping dogs lie..?"

"Now, let's don't mix our metaphores, Lavi."

Startled into laughter, the redhead reached for the sugar. Stirring gently, he shook his head. "You're a strange person, Tyki.. But seriously, you should pick an easier target."

The man shook his head, taking a drink. "I don't want what's easy, Lavi."

Ignoring the obvious retort, the Exorcist tasted his stew hesitantly, surprised at the rich flavor of it. "This really is good.. It doesn't even need salt."

Tyki nodded, following suit. "I've never had anything here that wasn't.. She has a rare talent." He licked his lips with a sigh. "I don't have the time to partake of it as I'd like, but at least I'm relatively sure that this time won't be my last."

The redhead stifled a moment of nosiness, taking a second bite. The rest of the meal passed in semi silence, small bits of random conversation filling the spaces between food and drink. Finally, Lavi wiped his mouth with a contented sigh, drinking the last of his cooling coffee. "Mm. Pass along my compliments, huh?"

Tyki hummed in agreement, setting aside his own cup. "I'll be sure to.. Would you like to go now, Lavi..? I'll see to the bill and be right with you." He rose carefully, smiling at the other. "It won't be long, but you can wait by the gate, if you like."

The Exorcist nodded, making his way through the neatly spaced tables to stand just beyond the indicated gateway, watching the brunette as he apparently paid both tab and respects to the impishly grinning mother-daughter duo. Laughing at some unknown joke, he waved, returning to his companion's side with a smirk. "They said to thank you, and that I should be sure you returned safely."

Tyki urged him to follow with a smile, retracing their steps and continuing past the original meeting point in relative silence. After several more blocks, he slowed, frowning slightly at the less-than-opulant neighborhood.

Pausing at the entrance to a dimly lit sidestreet, he nodded. "This is you, yes? Now that I've seen you back, I suppose I can take my leave for the night." He smirked at the boy's confusion, shrugging. "Of course I knew where, Lavi.. After all, better safe than sorry, yes?" Laughing softly, he waved off the boy's low growl.

"I rather enjoyed the company, however.. And I certainly wouldn't mind a second visit." He bent closer, the abrupt movement startling the redhead into silence. "Would you allow me a parting token, Lavi..?" He took the other's hand firmly, pulling him forward. "Please."

Unable to reply, Lavi flushed at the nearness of his face, closing his eye tightly in.. Fear? Something that wasn't fear..? Before he could define the sensation, his arm was lifted carefully, his eye opening at the unmistakeable press of lips against the back of his hand.

The brunette raised his head with a faint smile, seemingly unaware of the effect on the other. "Good evening, Lavi.. And thank you."

Inhaling roughly, the Exorcist blinked up at him in astonishment, clearing his throat to speak past the inexplicable lump there. "Th.. Thank you. For dinner. It was nice."

Smiling at the boy's clear surprise, he nodded, releasing his hand. "The gratitude is mine, Lavi.. Rest well, and perhaps we'll see each other soon?" Without awaiting a reply, he left, oblivious to the other's sudden discomfort.

Once again, he found himself staring after the man's retreating back, his hand drawn to his chest as he exhaled slowly. Shaking his head, he wondered if anticipation was the correct word to use in this instance, but for once his vocabulary failed him.

Frowning at his uncharacteristic thoughts, he decided to analyze the situation at a later date, suddenly wishing he'd asked the brunette for the name of the hotel he'd mentioned before. After tonight, he wanted as much of sleep's comfort as possible.

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Fall Away chapter 4 [end]

s3lfexpr3ssion — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 13:32:14 GMT

Here's the final chapter of this short mess, hope you enjoy it!
x-posted everywhere on earth.

Fall Away

A D.Gray-Man Fanfiction

By SisterWicked

Chapter Four

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Well, surprisingly enough, I think people actually like this! i guess I should get happy and write a lil more then..

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Last Time -

He looked away, clenching his hands furiously. "I didn't have time to think up some big ass seduction fantasy, but I sure as fuck didn't get off on you lying to me! I might have been stupid enough to want you, but I'm not retarded!" He turned to glare at the man's wide-eyed expression. "Now, either fuck me or kill me, but keep your Goddamned mouth shut while you do it."

Snorting at the other's speechless surprise, he looked away determinedly. "You can see in the dark, can't you? Turn off the lights, so I don't have to look at you. That's the best sweet talking you could do for me. If you actually let me go, I'll have the old man get rid of me, so that the next me won't have to remember touching you."

Tyki narrowed his eyes, taking hold of the boy's face. Turning him back to face him, he tightened his grip to keep him still. "I told you, Lavi. I don't lie." Ignoring the redhead's disbelieving expression, he bent closer, forcing the boy to meet his gaze. "Would you have accepted me, Lavi? If I had come to you, before you returned to your home, would you have allowed me to have you as I pleased? I wish I had, then." He released his hold, shaking his head angrily. "I didn't expect you to be so loose with yourself, but I don't suppose you would have minded, since you can't care."

Smirking at the Exorcist's indignance, he nodded thoughtfully. "Rather than concerning myself with your wishes, I should have done just as you say, Lavi. I should have followed you to whatever accommodations your Order provided, and had you the way I wanted you. Now I understand why my Other lost interest in you." Staring seriously down at the still-glaring boy, he sighed.

"It wanted your hatred, more than your willingness. It lost interest because you have no hate. That would require feeling, which you don't have." Taking in the redhead's wide eye, he shook his head. "This me is worse, in it's own way. I was more concerned with your willingness, but you can't feel that either, can you? Is there anything you can feel, Lavi? One with no heart shouldn't be able to mourn the lack of it."

Lavi closed his eye tightly, keeping his voice low. "I don't need you to tell me what I am! I already know that this me is broken, or I wouldn't have wanted you at all!" Pressing his hands against his face, he growled in annoyance. "And you're wrong, I can hate! I hate everything about this person, because none of the others wanted what they couldn't have! This me is going to lose everything, and I'll have to feel it when it happens!"

He laughed at himself, dropping his arms to his sides. "Just do what you wanted to do, Tyki. If this side wanted me willing, you have that. I didn't know what you were before, but I wanted you so bad that it made me sick." He rose to his elbows, leaning into the older man's weight.

"What you said was almost exactly what I thought. I had to try so hard to be quiet that it wasn't even funny.. Just thinking about how good it would feel made me want to die." He closed his eye, ignoring the man's sharp gasp of surprise. "I've never came like that, hard enough to be scared of it.. It's like that every time I do it, too."

Shivering at the memory, he laughed. "I think I'm sicker than either part of you, Tyki. Even knowing what you are doesn't stop it, I think it would probably be even better.. I bet I really would scream, imagining this you and the other one.." He rocked upward, humming quietly. "I don't even care which one of you it is, I just want you to fuck me. Do you still want to?"

The older man stared at him in astonishment. "I truly hope that you mean what you say, Lavi.. Hearing you say it on your own is enough to assure that you'll get what you're asking me for." He bent his head, catching the boy's mouth roughly. Reaching toward the carefully placed container, he lowered his free hand to the Exorcist's hip, pulling him up to meet his purposeful movements with a hiss. "Gods, I'm going to fuck you so hard.. Is that what you want, Lavi? I won't ask again, so be very sure."

The boy nodded, closing his eye with a soft moan as the older man pressed fully against him. "Please," He mumbled, arching into the touch. "I mean it, don't ask anymore.. I won't lie if you won't, Tyki." Allowing the man to push his knees upward, he gasped at the feeling of a work-callused hand on his skin, biting his lip to stifle a cry. Tyki worked open the bottle, tipping it to pour a generous amount of the clear liquid over his fingers.

"Relax, Lavi. This may be uncomfortable for a moment, but I promise that it will get better." He stroked the warm skin of the boy's opening lightly, spreading the oil carefully over him before pressing inward. Hearing the redhead's sharp gasp, he smiled. "Shh.. Don't be afraid, just relax.. It won't be long, Lavi." Keeping his movements slow, he poured more oil onto the boy's skin, cautiously adding a second finger. "You're burning up.. Are you feeling well?"

The redhead whimpered quietly, struggling to ignore the sharp sting of the man's fingers. Shifting anxiously, he stiffened abruptly as Tyki curled his fingers in a come-hither motion, pressing against a place inside him with deliberate strokes. "Oh, God.. Tyki, please just.. It's.." The older man nodded, continuing his insistant touches.

"You like it, don't you? Have you never done this to yourself, Lavi? Surprising, I should think you would have known what to do.." Leaning close, he nibbled teasingly at the boy's throat. "That's what you'll feel, when I take you.. Just like this, but more."

Withdrawing his hand, he laughed at the redhead's pleading whine. "It's different now, isn't it? Was what you felt before like this, Lavi?" Urging the boy's hips up, he pressed against him teasingly. "Are you ready, now? You're shaking like mad, have you changed your mind after all?" Lavi shivered violently, shaking his head.

"I want it, please stop toying with me! You said you wanted this, so why are you waiting? Do I have to beg for it, is that what you want?" Tyki hummed a brief negative, tightening his grip as he rocked forward with a quiet moan.

"Don't beg yet, Lavi.. Wait until it feels so good that you can't help it." Feeling the boy's shaking increase, he pulled back, thrusting forward slowly. "You're so fucking tight.. Just like I thought you'd be.. Does it hurt?" Lavi nodded faintly, his eye closed resoloutly. Taking a shuddering breath, he gasped in surprise at the touch of a hand on his face, eye wide with shock at the gentleness of it.

The man sighed at his expression, shaking his head as he wiped away the damp track of a tear, halting it's descent toward the redhead's ear. "You look at me like you expect me to revel in your pain, Lavi.. My other side would have tortured you, if that were all we wanted." Shifting carefully, he moved forward again, retreating at the first sign of resistance. Repeating the action, he winced at the boy's freely watering eye. "Relax, Lavi.. It won't last, if you just let go."

Blinking rapidly, the Exorcist looked away. "It needs to hurt." He muttered, embarassed by the rough sound of his voice. "I should have made you kill me, instead of.. God I hope there isn't a Hell, because I really will go there for this." He laughed harshly, taking hold of the man's shoulders. "Don't stop, though. It's already getting better, so just..!" He broke off with a gasp, his hands tightening in astonishment as the man rocked firmly against him, the movement bringing him into direct contact with the place he'd shown the boy before. Shaken by the sensation, he whimpered brokenly when the other continued his teasing assault.

Smiling faintly at the Exorcist's obvious pleasure, Tyki slid a hand beneath him, lifting his hips with a soft hiss. "There, Lavi? Hold on tight, there's much more than that.." Lowering his face to the boy's arched throat, he bit down on his damp skin as he quickened his pace. "Tell me what you like, Lavi.. Is this good?"

The redhead nodded rapidly, his eye closed tightly as he gasped. "All of it! I wish.." He bit his lip, pressing closer. "Oh God, please! I don't care if it's not real, I want-!" The man hummed curiously, slowing his movements.

"Not real, Lavi? How is this not real?" He stroked along the boy's thigh, pushing lightly against it to urge him to tighten his hold. "Can you not feel that, Lavi? Anything you can see or touch has to be true, yes?" The Exorcist shook his head, refusing to answer. Frowning, Tyki slipped a hand beneath the other's back, using his free arm to lift himself to his knees. Keeping the boy close against him, he licked a slow trail over his collarbone, rocking upward with a hiss.

"Gods, Lavi.. Does this hurt?" He smiled at the redhead's whimpered negative, tracing the shaking muscles of his back. "Why isn't it real, then? Is there something more that you need?"

Lavi moaned brokenly, his arms wrapped around the man's shoulders as he arched eagerly into his touch. "Nothing," He panted, rocking his hips back with a shudder. "It feels good, so it doesn't matter.." The man caught his waist firmly, increasing the pressure of his thrusts.

"You still.. Don't understand, do you?" He lifted a hand to the boy's neck, tugging his head back by the hair. Taking in the wideness of his eye, he growled. "This is what I wanted, Lavi. I wanted you just like this, so that you could see exactly who it was that made you feel so damned good.." He pushed the redhead roughly forward, claiming his mouth with a low moan. Hearing his sharp gasp at the movement, he sucked briefly at his lip before pulling away. "Nothing is more real than this, not for me, and not for you."

Feeling the boy's hands clench firmly against his back, he shuddered, holding his steady pace. "This is what I wanted from you, Lavi.. And I knew what you were, it never mattered." He released the other's hair, cradling his head as he pulled him in for a long kiss. "That makes it real.. You wanted this, didn't you?" He smiled against the Exorcist's lips at his halting nod. "You wanted it, but more than that.. You wanted me to want you too.."

Lavi moaned sharply, his fingernails scratching the man's skin as he pressed closer. "Don't.. Please don't say-" He broke off with a startled cry as the older man laughed softly, leaning forward until the boy's back rested against the rumpled blankets.

"Don't say what, Lavi? That I did?" He urged the other's knees upward, growling when his legs rose eagerly to wrap around his waist. "I wanted you so much that I took other lovers and pretended that they were you, Lavi.. In the dark, with my eyes closed.." He laughed breathlessly, moving closer to the Exorcist's heated face. "It was never enough. Nothing but this could satisfy me, do you see? What you wanted was always real, Lavi."

Lavi choked back a whimper, tightening his hold pleadingly. "No more! It was more than just.. I can't have what I wanted! Stop talking and.. Oh God! Tyki!" He arched desperately, his shoulders pressed against the bed for more leverage. "Harder! Please..!"

The older man nodded rapidly, supporting the Exorcist's hips as he increased his pace. "Gods, yes.. Are you going to come for me, Lavi? Look at me, if you are.. I want you to remember who's doing this to you." Watching the boy's eye widen in sudden panic, he faltered. "What -"

The Exorcist shook his head, forcing his thoughts into some semblence of order. "You, too.." He gasped, tightening his hold with a strained whimper. "I wanted you to..!" His breath caught at the man's low moan, the sound triggering a wash of chills along his spine.

Burying his face against the boy's shoulder, Tyki laughed shakily into his dampened skin. "You..want me to come, Lavi? How very sweet of you.." His movements became forceful as he nipped sharply at the redhead's pounding pulse. "Don't you hate me? I could learn to love your hatred, if it makes you like this.."

Hearing the boy's quick whine, he latched onto his throat, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. "Hate me more, Lavi.. Then you won't be able to forget this." The redhead cried out wordlessly, shaking his head in denial as he fought to speak.

"Don't.. hate you!" He panted, his arms locked roughly around the man's shoulders. "Just what you did.. Never you!" Feeling the other gasp against his skin, he shivered. "I can't wait," He whispered urgently, arching away from the blankets. "Please, you said that what I want could be real for now.." Tyki pushed himself to one elbow, blinking at the Exorcist's soft voice.

"What would you make real, Lavi?" His rhythm grew stilted as the boy moved to meet him, his hold still firm as he moaned.

"This," He choked, closing his eye. "I wanted it to mean something, because it's all I can have! I wanted you to understand!"

The last was more screamed than spoken, his arms and legs tightening almost painfully as he bucked against the body above him, muscles clenched and trembling as he cried out the other's name in release.

The brunette answered his cry with one of his own, equally astonished by both the abruptness and intensity of his reaction. Sinking himself completely within the boy's shuddering heat, he gasped at the force of his own climax, momentarily losing himself in pure sensation.

Struggling for breath, he shifted to hold his weight above the still-trembling Exorcist, his eyes widening at the continued grasp of his arms. "Lavi..?"

The boy shook his head mutely, his breathing slowed to somewhat normal as he he sighed. Swallowing audibly, he relaxed his grip, allowing the other to pull back. "S'fine. Sorry about that." Swiping quickly at his face, he laughed. "Is it dawn? There's no windows.."

The older man hummed a negative, leaning back onto his knees. "Highly doubtful, probably closer to two or three." Reaching for a corner of the sheet, he drew it across his skin with a soft hiss, wincing at the lingering sensitivity. Glancing at the redhead speculatively, he smirked at his vivid blush. "Would you like a turn, Lavi..? You seem to have a bit of-"

The Exorcist spluttered indignantly, his flush deepening to rival his hair as he snatched the proferred material from the other. Scrubbing furiously at his stomach and upper thighs, he avoided the man's stare pointedly, dropping the damp cloth with a soft huff. "Go on and laugh, smartass. But just so you know, you missed a spot."

Snorting at the brunette's confused expression, he pushed himself upright, leaning in to lick at a spot just below the point of his chin. The other's astonished jump made him laugh, the sound only faintly hoarse. "There, all better.. But seriously, could I maybe have my clothes back now?"

Tyki smirked, moving to stand by the bed. "Certainly." He vanished, reappearing almost instantly with their castoff clothing. Sorting the pile, he handed the boy his slightly mussed uniform, tugging his underclothes and pants over his legs. Slipping his arms into his shirt, he left the garment mostly unbuttoned, eyeing the redhead closely as he donned his own.

"Are you really in such a hurry, Lavi..? There's plenty of time left before-"

The Exorcist straightened abruptly, his eye narrowed. "Before I see if you're a liar or not? I told you already, I can't do anything but keep my end of the agreement, Tyki."

Inhaling sharply, the brunette clenched his jaw, thrusting a hand into his pocket with a low growl. Pulling out the redhead's hammer, he showed it to him, turning it to prove that it was as yet undamaged.

Dropping the miniscule form of the boy's Innocence beside him, he gestured shortly. "My word is as good as yours, Lavi. Take your toy and go." He lifted an eyebrow at the other's quick breath, humming curiously.

For the span of several seconds, the boy said nothing, tucking the object carefully into its holster. Then he cleared his throat awkwardly, ignoring the small twinge of guilt at his reluctance. "Then.. Just like that? I thought you.. That maybe.."

The brunette cut him off with a short laugh, shaking his head. "That maybe what, Exorcist? That I'd be so besotted with you that I couldn't bear for you to leave? Have sense, now." Waving a hand at the other's indignant sound, he snorted. "Run along, boy, but as a parting gift I'll give you a bit of advice: Don't be so eager to believe everything someone tells you. It was merely an unanswered question, and now that I know, I have no further need of you." Willing the Noah's doorway into existance, he nodded toward it. "Now, if you don't mind, I suddenly feel the urge for a bath. Good evening, Lavi."

The redhead would have spoken despite the man's clear dismissal, but the opportunity was lost when the Noah stepped forward quickly, seizing the lapels of his jacket and hauling him to his feet. Meeting his gaze squarely, he allowed his darker side a moment of half-restrained freedom, seeing the Exorcist's eye widen at the change. "Do not test our patience, little fool. This part of me is the only one interested in matters of the heart."

Turning the boy to face the open doorway, he shoved him none-too-gently through it, ignoring his strangled protests. Waiting only an instant for him to clear the space, he closed the portal with a halfhearted gesture, releasing a long sigh. Rubbing distractedly at the bridge of his nose, he stepped into his hastily discarded shoes, summoning a new doorway.

Stepping through, he frowned ruefully.

The bath could wait.

Right now, what he needed was a drink.

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Ha, well there's the end.. As one of my good enemy's icon's says, how ya like them apples? XD Til' next time!

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Incubus Ch.3

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 19:31:04 GMT

Chapter 3..
Also YAOI, also X-posted everywhere.

Incubus ch.3

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Though Tyki had never been much of a sightseer, he now found himself taking notice of things that would possibly entertain or delight his ever-inquisitive lover as he sought the means to return him to his home, often suggesting that they take outings solely for the purpose of observing the redhead's gleeful reactions.

When they visited several art museums, the boy had amused himself in pointing out the strangeness of many of the supposedly 'inspired' pieces, laughing quietly at the use of over-bright colors to draw an onlooker's attentions away from less attractive parts of the pictures.

A walk in the city's annually decorated rose garden had led to an almost indecent turn of events, and it was then that Tyki discovered that he quite liked flowers. There were several other events attended in the ensuing weeks, but it was an impulsive trip to the theater that made him question the wisdom of their jaunts.

The evening had gone well, with a leisurely meal spent talking about random things, like the need for women's corsets and the purpose of having so many unneeded utensils at one's table. After finishing there, Tyki had noticed a late showing announcement on a pasteboard sign beside the building, and offered to sit in if the boy were interested. Naturally, he was.

They'd obtained their tickets, and easily located their seats, Lavi drawing more than one curious stare as he'd asked the older man not-completely appropriate questions on their way through the settling crowd. Admonishing him to at least whisper, Tyki folded the playbill he'd been given without a glance, tucking it into a pocket as the lights has dimmed.

That had been the final bit of pleasantness for the night, for when the announcer strode out with his title plaquard, he found himself more than passingly eager to leave before the curtain rose on the opening scene.

What followed was a lengthy retelling of the great war of Heaven, the crowd's hushed mutters of approval at the final casting down almost loud enough to cover the quick inhalation from his companion. Glancing quickly at the other, he was stunned to see the obvious wetness on the boy's face, his hands white-knuckled on the armrests as his eyes continued to overflow in silent protest of the subject. Rising to his feet, he took the redhead's arm firmly, pulling him bodily from the building despite trodding over several sets of slow-moving feet in their passing.

Once outside in the darkness, he turned to the other guiltily, his apology dying at the expression on the boy's stricken face. Swallowing nervously, he attempted to make a statement that would appease the redhead as quickly as possible. "Lavi, I didn't-"

The boy cut him off with a jerk, facing away to swipe at his eyes. "Why did you bring me here?" He ignored the man's anxious sound, striding jerkily in the direction from whence they'd come. "Why the Hell did you take me in there? You think it's funny?"

Tyki walked quickly to keep abreast of him, shaking his head rapidly. "I didn't know, Lavi! I only looked at the times listed on the sign, I didn't think to look at the title! I don't keep track of the performances, it was a mistake!" Catching the other's arm, he turned him into an open alleyway. "Wait! I didn't do it to mock you, Lovely. As soon as I saw what it was we'd gone into, I hoped that you wouldn't think it intentional!"

The redhead glared at him balefully, wiping his face again with a rough movement. "I don't care. I just want to go home." Freezing at the last word, he snorted to himself. "Or to your house, for now. I can't pay you back for the tickets, but I'm not going back in. I'll wait right here, if you want to finish it." Leaving the sidestreet, he resumed his trek, not bothering to see if the other had followed.

Further attempts to engage the boy in conversation failed utterly, and upon reaching their destination he merely shrugged off his borrowed coat without a care for where it fell. He then proceeded directly to the far side of the bedroom, entering the bathroom and firmly closing the door.

Placing both their coats on the rack, Tyki dropped his hat and gloves carelessly atop the bed, crossing to knock softly on the door. Hearing stifled sounds from within, he frowned, repeating the gesture. "Lavi? Please don't be like this, I really-" Something shattered against the wood with alarming force, followed by several other concussive noises and undefinable shouts of wrath, and he stiffened at the memory of the other's volatile temper.

Ignoring his better sense, he tried again, pitching his voice deliberately into reconciliatory tones. "Please, Lovely..? I was foolish not to look, I only thought it was something you might enjoy! I would never-" Again there was a violent detonation of unknown glassware from within, the boy's words clearly not regretful of the object's demise.

"Never what, Tyki? Mock the unfortunate demon you're fucking? I guess you thought I wouldn't care, since I'm not even that anymore! Instead of looking for things to remind me of why you're better than me, you should be finding a way to get rid of 'the disgraceful demonic filth'!" His repetition of the line made the man wince, his hand closing around the doorknob carefully.

"Lavi, I don't see you like that at all. And I have been looking, it just isn't a simple thing to walk into a bookstore and inquire about their Satanic self-help sections! There may be such a thing, but I have yet to locate it in either case." Biting his lip in realization, he cursed his poor choice of words. "I really am trying to keep my promise, Lovely. Not to be rid of you, but.. To make you happy." The other's silence was taken as a favorable sign, and he risked a breath. "I spend quite a bit of time doing just that.. Have you been so terribly unhappy here? You should tell me clearly if I've failed to please you, Lavi."

The knob turned under his hand, and he stepped back in lingering wariness. Forcing himself to trust the boy's better nature, he allowed him to leave the room, not reaching for him despite the urge. Meeting his gaze, he inhaled deeply at the haunted look there, his hands clenching tightly. "I'm sorry, Lovely. For this and every other wrong I've done you."

The redhead shrugged faintly. "You didn't mean to.. And you didn't mean to do anything else, either. I shouldn't even be mad, because you called me here to do what I do." He swallowed thickly, shaking his head. "Every bit of what they said was true, Tyki. We both know it, so it doesn't matter if I get upset or not." He cut off the other's protest with a wave, swiping at his face. "Don't. Nothing you say will change it. Even if I'm human now, I still think the way I did.. That won't change either, Tyki. No matter how much you teach me, I'm never going to be anything but a demon whore."

The older man frowned angrily, shaking his head. "Then what of me, Lavi? I asked for you, remember? What does that say about my 'humanity'?" He leaned forward, ignoring the other's surprise. "If you're a despicable, foul creature, then I'm no better. I willingly trafficked with infernal beings, aided them in their efforts to subvert my own kind, and then requested an undeniably male consort for my payment! And I regret it only because you do not wish to be changed. If not for this ridiculous oversight on my part, I'd be in that bed with you this very instant, partaking of your infernal knowledge with complete happiness. Why would you think me superior, Lavi?"

The redhead blinked at him in astonishment, his mouth opening soundlessly as the man continued.

"If you weren't so obviously troubled by remaining, I wouldn't give a passing thought to returning you to your home. I would keep you here until neither of us could recall having ever been otherwise, Lovely. Gladly." He stepped closer, pausing at the boy's minute flinch. "You made the point, you're human now. Do you honestly not see what I've become? You haven't the slightest comprehension of my craving for you? There's no need for me to teach you of human weaknesses, surely." Finally raising one hand, he cupped the redhead's still-damp cheek in his palm, refusing to let him look away. "I don't care what you were, or what you'll be again once I keep my promise, Lavi. In my mind, you will never be anything less than a someone I would never see in pain. Make of it what you will, but there's nothing else for it. I can only hope that you at least think of me, even if only to mock my foolishness once you've gone."

The boy shook his head, his eyes wide and startled. "I don't understand, Tyki."

The brunette laughed quietly, releasing his hold. "I know you don't. That's what makes me a fool." Moving back, he gave the boy room to shift away from the doorframe. "I've another place to try tomorrow, Lovely. I found it the other evening, but they keep odd hours, so I can't go until then.. It looked like a promising one, considering that they had a witch's almanac in the front window." Attempting a smile, he nodded at the decimated bathroom. "I'll take care of the mess, if you'd like something to eat.. Or you could simply go to bed, if you like." Seeing the other's eyebrow lift, he shook his head. "I will not touch you, Lavi. I'll take the floor if sharing the bed disturbs you."

The boy scowled at that, his face heating. "No you won't, either. You know I get cold if you aren't there, and I don't like it. Leave the mess and the food until tomorrow, and come to bed with me if you think I need to sleep." His expression darkened at the man's hesitation, his eyes narrowing faintly in challenge. "Unless you really don't mean any of what you just said. If you want to make a big deal out of my being human, treat me like one. What do people do when they're not mad at each other anymore, Tyki?"

Sighing, he shook his head. "And besides that, how do two people that sleep together act? You keep going on and on about making me happy, is that how humans are? One doing all the work, and the other just taking it and not giving anything back? That sounds selfish to me, and I know all about looking out for yourself." He smirked at the brunette's speechless stare, walking to sit on the bed. Kicking off his shoes, he pulled his knees up to support his elbows, resting his chin in his hands. "If you want to talk about that kind of attitude, I'm smarter than you, Tyki. I used humans the same way that they used me. I took what I wanted from them, and didn't really care if it hurt them or not. Every human that called me lost a piece of their soul and a part of their strength for the privilege.. And I didn't give a damned thing back."

He laughed suddenly, lifting his head. "You're different, though. I don't even know if it's because of what happened, but you get something from it. What is it, Tyki? Explain that to me, if you can. Why do you want to help me leave, when I already told you that I like it when you fuck me? If you wanted to, you could stall me for ages, I'd never know. And you could have me anytime you damn well wanted me, because it's my nature to let you. If you aren't worried about that, what makes it worth the trouble? I can't really talk to you, because I never learned enough about people to understand what you mean, and I don't do anything for you besides sex. Is this the thing that humans call charity, Tyki? When you help someone because you feel sorry for them and you can?"

Only the complete lack of malice in the boy's tone kept the other from replying in anger, and he crossed the room to join him with a sigh. "I feel remorse for what I did, but I don't pity you, if that's what you mean. As for what you will or won't allow me to do, I can't honestly say that I mind your willingness, Lavi. You've told me before that you don't understand your own enjoyment of it, but I wouldn't try to assign a meaning to what you feel. If my touch pleases you, then you've always been welcome to it. I said as much at the beginning, didn't I? What do you want to call it, this thing you think I take from you? If you believe it to be something ridiculous or selfish, name it so."

He stood deliberately close, toeing off his own footwear carefully. Nudging them beneath the bed, he began to unbutton his shirt with steady movements, his gaze direct. "I didn't know that you'd be made mortal, Lavi. You never asked, so I hadn't mentioned it.. But I fully expected to have you as you were when you first came to me, damned and immortal, taking a part of my life every time I dared lay hands on you." He shrugged the open garment off, setting it aside and reaching for his belt. "You also failed to ask me what it was that I said I wanted." Dropping the slip of leather atop his shirt, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, allowing them to slide low on his hips. "I didn't ask for a simple whore, Lavi. Even before I chose you from the lot, I had requested a permanent companion. Someone to be with me without servitude for the remainder of my life.. I hadn't considered so violent an opposition because I could hardly fill two moments of your existence. Not even the least of your imps."

He pushed his slacks down, kicking them off carelessly. "Even after this, you'll outlast even the tiniest speck of dust from my bones by millennia, Lovely. I thought that it wouldn't be a thing to worry over, not when my life would pass in a blink of your eye." He sat down, facing the redhead directly. "You know things that I don't, and perhaps I should ask you about them. What happens to someone who scorns a gift of Hell, Lavi? When I finally manage to send you back, will there be a penalty for doing so? Some punishment for leaving the debt unpaid?" Folding his legs beneath him, he nodded at the boy's suddenly wide eyes. "There is, isn't there? And I imagine it's far beyond anything I could comprehend. I thought as much, that's why I also promised you what soul I may have left to me. My lack of consideration for your feelings makes it a fair trade, I think.. You deserve some bit of tangible justice in return for my presumption."

The boy shook his head rapidly, straightening with a growl. "I don't want that! You should only be punished if you actually harmed me when I couldn't stop you, not for changing your mind because I wanted you to!" He clenched his hands into fists atop his thighs, grasping the material of his pants tightly. "If there has to be something to reward you, you can just pick something or someone else. That makes it even again."

Tyki shook his head, smiling faintly. "I don't really want anything and certainly not anyone else, Lavi. And I don't care. If Hell sees fit to erase me from existence, they're more than welcome to do so. My actions sealed my fate long before you were here, I'll just reach my destination all the quicker for it." He frowned at the redhead's distress, sliding closer in concern. "Is it not enough, Lovely? You won't feel vindicated, even after that? I honestly don't have anything more to offer you, or it would already be yours for the asking."

The boy hissed in denial, rising to his knees to loom over the other angrily. "If something like that happened to you, it would be a debt against me! I didn't get a say in it, I'm just here to do what you asked!" Bending forward, he pushed the brunette back roughly, scowling at his surprise. "Even if you're sending me home, I was supposed to be what you wanted, Tyki. I knew that before I knew that I'd be stuck here, and I'm only good for one thing." Jerking at his shirt, he ignored the protesting snap of buttons as he worked it over his head, tossing it aside without moving from his place.

"Sex is what you get from me, because it's all I exist for. There can't be anything else, because it isn't there for you to have!" Now he moved, shoving down his pants and undergarments with impatient haste. They followed his shirt to the ground, and he returned to his former position instantly. Straddling the man's hips, he closed his eyes with a wavering sound of negation. "I hate that I don't understand you! Even if you asked for someone to be with you, this is what I do! You know that, and you don't ask for it unless you know I want it!" He gritted his teeth in frustration, horrified at the gathering moisture behind his eyelids. "Damn you, tell me what it is! I'll go mad from not knowing, I'm already starting to! I think and think and think about it, but I'm not human on the inside and I don't know what makes this matter!"

He forced himself to open his eyes, ignoring the sensation of wetness as he gripped the man's shoulders hard enough to be painful. "I hurt, Tyki! Right now, I feel like my whole body is coming to pieces when you say that you don't care if you die! I want to know what that is, and you know because I never felt it before I was in this body! Give me a fucking word for this thing that a demon doesn't understand. You told me to ask you anything I wanted to know, so tell me. What is it that I give you, and what is it that this Goddamned human body feels?"

The brunette shook his head slowly, pushing away from the mattress despite the other's hold. Sitting up, he pulled the boy's hands free, urging them to rest against his chest. "I can't tell you what you feel, Lavi. I once told you that I can't read your mind." Wincing at the redhead's low whine, he wrapped his arms loosely around his back, tugging him forward insistently. "As for the other, you give me yourself. Your presence and your body, and I enjoy both equally." Stroking his hair gently, he sighed. "I won't stop you if you really mean to continue, but.. Not like this. Not because you think it's the only thing you're meant for."

He allowed the boy to lift his head, but kept a hand pressed to his back firmly. "I know what you were, Lovely. That alone is reason to be sure that you wish for me to touch you in this way. I meant what I said before, it isn't me making use of you in any form at all.. I want you to take what you need from me. Is there something that you need?"

Lavi blinked at him mutely, the rising throb in his chest making him shudder. Taking in the open sincerity on the other's face, he shook his head. "I don't want it to be like that, Tyki. I want us both to.." He swallowed, unconcerned with his suddenly dry mouth. "You really haven't ever.. Because you wanted to? Not even once? It was just you letting me have what I wanted, because you brought me here and couldn't send me back?" His voice cracked briefly, but he swallowed again and continued. "You just let me use you, then. None of it ever meant anything to you, because you owed me something."

He reared back abruptly, hands planted against the man's chest to help break his grasp. Feeling him resist, he screeched a blistering curse in his native tongue, bringing every bit of his far-reduced strength to bear as he flung himself away. "Get your hands off of me! You swore you wouldn't touch me if I didn't want it, so let me go!" Flexing his fingers, he attempted to dig his nails into the other's skin, struggling frantically to remove himself from the brunette's lap. "You're hurting me! Let go! Please!"

The last was little more than a broken wail, unrecognizable as his own voice. Feeling the hot slide of tears on his face, he shrieked in denial, bucking against the older man's hold as he felt the pressure in his chest become agonizing. "It's paid! Whether you send me back or not, I don't want anything else from you! Just let go!" He arched with spine-crackling force, holding himself fully at arms length as he sobbed. "I won't hurt you, but I swear to your God I'll bleed myself out if you don't let go of me right now." As if to prove his honesty, he jerked one arm to his mouth, biting down on his pulsepoint with vicious intent.

The brunette released him instantly, the suddenness of the movement half-pitching the other backwards. "Don't! Lavi, please don't say that, you've completely misunderstood me!" Ignoring the boy's rapid attempt to retreat, he gripped his bitten arm, hauling him forward to inspect the wound. Finding it to be much less deep than he feared, he snatched the edge of the pillow with his free hand, shaking it out of it's case with a jerk. Pressing the cloth to the oozing bite, he squeezed firmly, refusing to relinquish his hold despite the boy's urgent tugs. "It always had a meaning, Lavi! I've never done anything with you that I didn't want, and I've never been used by you. You could only have used me if I merely tolerated your wishes! You don't understand it, still? Every time we've been together in this bed, or anywhere else in this house, I've all but prayed that you would want me! Right this very instant, I wish your tears were from pleasure I'd given you, and not from something I'd done to cause you pain!"

He held the boy's eyes pleadingly, reaching to brush the wetness from his face with a shaking hand. "I wouldn't have you stay human for an instant longer than was necessary, Lavi, but I would give anything I have to be with you until there's no time left. You don't owe me even the smallest thing, but please let me have at least that much.. Let me be a fool until the end." Relaxing his grip, he sighed at the lack of bleeding from the other's wrist, his relief clear as he allowed the redhead his freedom. "God, I wish there was some way I could let you see for yourself, Lovely. No matter what I say or do, you simply can't comprehend how much I hate the thought of you not being here."

Waving a hand at the other's narrowed eyes, he laughed at himself. "It isn't like that, I wouldn't care if you never allowed me to touch you again, Lavi.. It would be enough just to know you were here. I think I've managed to answer one of the oldest questions a man ever had." Smiling faintly at the boy's unwilling curiosity, he closed his eyes. "I know what separates what you are from what I am. It isn't long life, or strength or power.. As you were, and will be again, you can't understand this feeling. If I could do anything for you, I would give you the ability to do that.. But then you would be a different creature. I wish there was a way to have you stay the same, and still be able to see it."

The redhead shifted himself to sit, breathing deeply to regain control of his raging thoughts. "That isn't right, Tyki. Every other thing you've told me was true, but this time you're completely wrong." Favoring his aching hand, he leaned into the man's still-faint touch, biting his lip. "Even if I couldn't before, or if I don't once I change.. I'm human now, and I can feel anything you can. It doesn't matter if I don't know the word for it, because you can't just repeat a word and know what it means." He inhaled slowly, clearing his throat with effort. "Tell me what you want from me, Tyki. Not tomorrow, or a year from then, but right now. More than anything else, what would you have if you could?"

The man sighed, stroking the skin beneath his hand. "I would have you smile, Lavi. Human or demon, I'd want to see you happy again."

The redhead attempted to grant his wish, only half succeeding. "That's still something more for me than for yourself, Tyki."

The older man nodded faintly, pushing a strand of hair behind the other's ear. "I know that, Lovely.. But it's what I want. It's the only thing I've wanted since the first time I made you cry."

Staring at him in astonishment, the boy sucked in a breath, launching himself forward without a doubt that the brunette would catch him. Sprawling awkwardly across his bent legs, he wrapped his arms tightly around the other's shoulders, his burning face buried in his neck. "I'm sorry..! I don't know why I got so.. What was that, Tyki? I wasn't mad, but you said that and I just.." He shook his head, still nestled against the man's skin. "It hurt so bad, I thought you meant that you hadn't ever wanted it."

He shifted to press closer, his knees resting on the outside of the brunette's thighs as he slumped. "I thought you liked it, too.. You did, didn't you? It's been good enough to make you keep doing it?"

The older man nodded firmly, returning his embrace with a soft hiss at the feel of his bare skin. "Much more than good enough, Lavi. Am I forgiven, at least for saying it so badly? I never intended to make you think otherwise, I simply didn't think you would take it like that.." He urged the boy's face up, placing a kiss on his now-dry cheek. "Don't cry, not over anything I say."

Nodding, the redhead angled his face down to catch the man's mouth with a shaky sound, his lips and tongue almost pleading for a response that was instantly given.

Gathering the boy closer, Tyki leaned back to rest their forehead's together, gritting his teeth when the other ground his hips down with a hungry moan. Forcing himself to breathe, he closed his eyes. "I've always wanted you.. And I still want you. I've never dared to say it directly, but.. Please, Lovely? Just this once, can I ask you for more than this?"

The redhead repeated his deliberate shifting, nodding rapidly. "Yes. And not 'just this once'.. Any time you feel like it. Promise me." He sighed contentedly at the man's murmured affirmative, the sound catching in his throat when the brunette stroked a hand along his inner thigh. "Mmm.. You never rush. Are you afraid I'll change my mind, Tyki?"

The older man laughed quietly, his fingers rising purposefully higher. "Should I be? You've allowed me this, doesn't that mean you also wish for it, Lavi? Before, you said that you wanted the desire for this to be mutual.." He laughed again at the boy's eager noises, moving from thighs to hips and sides, his touch only just firm enough to avoid tickling. Tracing the lines of his ribs, he lifted himself to meet the other's steady rocking, pressing damp kisses to his neck and face as he hummed appreciatively. "You seem less than patient yourself, Lovely.. Perhaps I should finish undressing?"

He waited for the redhead to slide back, smirking at his clear fidgeting as he pulled off his socks. Standing, he raised an eyebrow when the boy moved to kneel on the edge of the bed, his fingers tracing the man's waistband before slipping beneath the fabric to push the garment down. Humoring him, he was completely taken aback when the other took a firm hold on his hips, leaning forward to press his smiling mouth to the skin just below his navel.

Feeling his hand lower with obvious intent, he pushed gently against his shoulders, shaking his head at the boy's faint scowl. "Not one or the other, Lavi.. Both, yes?" He urged the other back, resting a knee on the mattress between the redhead's parted legs. Moving close to his upturned face, he brushed a kiss across his lips teasingly, waiting for him to slide further away. "Now, where was I.."

The boy pulled him up to cover him, legs wrapping tightly around his hips as he growled. "You were right there, getting ready to show me how much you like doing this with me.. And I was waiting for you to, so I could do the same thing." Curling his fingers into the man's loose hair, he urged him down for a kiss, lifting himself to press their bodies together with a satisfied sound. The response was immediate and equally satisfying, and he shivered at the now-expected reaction from his altered form. "Fuck, you drive me crazy.. I don't want you to move, but you better get what we need before I stop caring about it."

Reluctantly pushing himself to his elbows, the brunette nodded. "I wouldn't forget, Lovely. If there's any way to prevent it, I'll never do anything to hurt you intentionally." Leaning back onto his knees, he reached for the object in question, again reminded that he should see to replacing it before the need became immediate. Shaking off the thought, he sat the bottle near the boy's enticingly sprawled form, returning to his place with a low growl. "There. Kiss me, Lavi? I think the separation traumatized me.."

The redhead complied eagerly, his arms encircling the other as he urged his lips to part. Thoroughly enjoying the taste of the man, he shivered at the silken feel of his tongue as it brushed against his own, catching the tip with his teeth when the brunette would have retreated. Stroking his hands from shoulderblades to hips, he cupped the man's backside in his palms, using the hold to pull him closer with a muted whine.

Gasping at the unexpected touch, Tyki lifted his head, shifting his weight against the boy with a murmured affirmative. Gripping the other's knees, he rose, smirking when the redhead's legs spread further in obvious anticipation. "Soon, Lovely. Let me do what I must, and then we can see to what's wanted.." He retrieved the container, removing the lid to pour the liquid into his cupped hand with a faint wince at both it's scarcity and it's coolness.

Lowering his hand, he spread the substance over the boy's skin carefully, blinking at his urgent lift into the contact. "Lavi, I promise not to take overlong.. But please, I don't want to have any worries that I'll hurt you." The redhead relaxed, and he smiled faintly at his impatience. Slipping a finger within him, he moaned at the shaken tightness that met him, swallowing heavily at the thought that he would soon have more detailed understanding of the other's willingness.

Continuing his preparations, he pulled away to add more moisture to his fingers, following the boy's wordless requests to insert a second and then a third, still refusing to hurry beyond what his lover insisted upon. Hearing his breathless demand for more, he raised a questioning eyebrow. "Now, Lovely? That should be enough, if you want it so much.." The only response was an unmistakeable tilting of the hips, the invitation clear alongside the other's fierce expression.

Humming in agreement, he covered himself with quick movements, sliding his hands up the back of the boy's bent legs to the knee. Pushing them up, he shifted higher between the redhead's open thighs, aligning their bodies in a way that left very little of the others anatomy to the imagination. Glancing over his sweat-tacky skin in the faint light, he closed his eyes at the surge of possessiveness brought on by the knowledge that this was what the boy wanted, to give himself to the man poised to accept his offer with no reservations whatsoever.

Lavi allowed himself to be moved, ignoring his instinctive blush at being so utterly exposed. Biting his lip, he stifled a pleading sound at the man's cautious push against his opening, his fingers digging into his shoulders at the feeling. "Please.. I need you.."

Tyki nodded wordlessly, breaching the negligible resistance with a quiet groan. Adjusting his grip on the other's bent knees, he waited as long as he was able, shaking with nerves as the redhead loosened fractionally around him. Withdrawing slowly, he began to move, his hands unsteady when the other bucked into his touch with apparent want.

He thrust carefully, angling himself to draw a ragged breath from the redhead, keeping his movements gradual enough to avoid making the other uncomfortable before he'd had time to adjust to the intrusion. Gritting his teeth at the boy's hungry upward arch, he struggled with his own need for satisfaction, wondering if the redhead knew just how difficult he made the process. A lazy smile made it a certainty, and he responded with a slightly more forceful rhythm, returning the smile at the boy's half-pleased sound.

"Something the matter, Lavi? You look happy and upset all at once.. Am I not meeting your expectations?" He raised the boy's hips higher, moaning at his choked cry. "There, then..? Tell me if you're disappointed, I'd hate to leave you wanting."

Lifting his back, the redhead pressed against him with an impatient sound, his knees angling sharply into the other's ribs. "It's fucking great, but you know.. Dammit, you're a tease! You know perfectly well what.. Mmm.. I want, but you never just do it, you have to... Tyki! Please don't do that.."

The older man laughed quietly, rocking forward. "But why, Lovely..? You seem to enjoy it so much, why would I deprive you of your pleasure? Unless there's something that you'd rather have me do, I'll do the things I know you like. Is there something better, Lavi? Show me what you want, it's yours if I'm able."

Smirking, the redhead bucked upward and twisted, turning them over. Pushing himself up, he hissed shakily at the change, biting his lip as he took hold of the man's shoulders. "Sit.. up." He waited for the brunette to shift, urging his legs to bend over the mattress edge. Resting a hand on one knee to balance himself, he curled the other around the man's neck. "Back a little.. Don't fall." Before the other could ask his intent, he proceeded to do something that involved back and hips and achingly delicious tightness, leaving the brunette gasping in astounded delight as he braced himself on shuddering arms.

Moaning breathlessly, he repeated his movements steadily, his hands tightening against the man's skin. "Good, Tyki..?"

The brunette nodded dizzily, one arm wrapping around his back as he rocked upward to intensify the contact. "Yes. Gods, Lavi.." He dug his fingers into the boy's hair, pulling him into a searching kiss that left them both panting for breath at it's end. Staying as close as the redhead's relentless motions allowed, he buried his face against the boy's throat, kissing the rapid beat of his pulse. "Better than good.. I love the way you feel."

Lavi cried out sharply, his rhythm faltering. "That.. That's the word. For this. I love this. I love it.. Oh, God.." He arched into the man's hold, both arms wrapped around his shoulders as he whimpered pleadingly. "Don't.. I want.. Are you..?"

The brunette growled at his stilted speech, nodding. "I won't.. And yes, Lovely. As soon as you do."

His body's reaction to the boy's abrupt clench around him made him a liar, his hips lifting to sheath himself deeply inside the other as he all but sobbed in release. The redhead's arms locked convulsively against him in reply, his own pleasure evidenced by no more than a wavering mewl that seemed all the more erotic for his desperate clinging. Ignoring both his own shivers and the hot slide of wetness between them, he caught the boy's flushed face in his hands, kissing his forehead and cheeks and lips with a low groan at the almost painful sweetness of it.

Licking his lips, he frowned at the faint taste of saltiness there, opening his eyes to take in the other's expression in mounting confusion. "Lavi..? What's the matter, why are you..?"

The redhead took a breath, shaking his head. "I don't know. Nothing's wrong, but.. It doesn't make sense." Laughing at the man's evident concern, he nuzzled against his face with a quiet sigh. "Don't worry about it, Tyki.. It's probably a human thing. Definitely not because of you, that was.. Something."

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A quick clean-up and a lingering bath later, Tyki sighed at the sleeping boy curled beside him, all evidence of his earlier distress long faded in all but the man's memory. Pulling the blankets up to cover them with a faint smile, he wondered if he would rest so easily, now that a thought had taken root in his brain.

The boy had made a very good point.

Why was he helping him leave? He knew himself more than well enough to see that he no longer hoped to rectify a situation gone amok, and he also realised that he had told the other the truth in his desperation to calm him.

He truly did not enjoy the thought of him simply ceasing to be by his side.

Gazing over his resting figure, he moved closer, draping an arm about his middle even as the room's solitary candle guttered out with a soft hiss. No, he had no wish to keep the boy against his will, and he wanted no part of him to be altered from the original, but if he had been born a human being, able to comprehend the things that no mere mortal could explain to him with words alone..

Closing his eyes and tightening his arms around the still-dozing redhead, he found himself agreeing with the other's previous statement. Indeed, this was something.

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Final two chapters to follow. As always, blame Bookkbaby for this and be sure to comment if you list me. Later.

Incubus Ch.2

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 17:36:57 GMT

Second Chapter, for whoever wants it.
YES, this is YAOI.
X-posted in all the usual places.

Incubus ch.2

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After a night's rest, Tyki found that his erstwhile companion had nearly limitless curiosity when it came to the details of the human world. When Tyki retired to the kitchen to procure their breakfast, the redhead followed his almost in the manner of a docile puppy, then proceeded to ask the purpose and practice of every appliance in sight, often resorting to touch and dangerously close examination as he did so.

When the brunette had managed to burn himself for the third time in less than ten minutes, he urged the boy to sit at the rarely used dining table, showing him the virtual plethora of small whatnots and knickknacks arranged there for lack of a better place. Secure in the knowledge that the other was firmly occupied, he returned to his cooking, pleased when the entire affair proceeded with only a bit of extra crispness about the edges of the eggs and toast.

Gathering the needed utensils and plates, he nearly dropped the lot when he turned to find the redhead engrossed in the examination of a forgotten cigar clipper. "Lavi! Take your finger out of there and put that away, it's very sharp." Setting the food carefully on the table, he took the offending object from the other, hesitating only a second before tossing it into the trash. Shifting the contents into somewhat equal shares, he handed the boy a fork.

Taking his own silverware, he sat it aside and returned to the icebox. Withdrawing a pitcher of orange juice, he retrieved two glasses and returned to the table, filling one for himself and then one for the redhead. Watching the other closely, he suppressed a smile at his awkward handling of the cutlery. "Like this, Lavi. Don't push too hard, or it will slide." Guiding the boy's hand, he showed him the proper technique. Sliding his chair closer, he resumed eating, humming when the redhead glanced at the tabletop curiously. "What is it?"

The boy shrugged, gesturing at a small earthenware pot near his elbow. "Nothing. I just wondered what was in that."

Tyki smiled in amusement at his ongoing curiosity, reaching for the item and removing the lid. "It's honey. Usually it's used for sweetening drinks, or for cooking, but I sometimes use it for bread. Would you like to try it?"

Returning his smile, the boy nodded. Taking hold of the attached dipper, Tyki smirked in a moment of playfulness, releasing it and instead dabbing the tip of one finger through the thick substance. Offering it to the other, he hissed in surprise when the redhead accepted eagerly, his lips wrapping tightly around the proffered digit as his tongue lapped at the skin. The boy closed his eyes with a thoughtful sound, his expression rapt as he sucked the remaining bit of flavor away before leaning back.

Regarding the brunette calmly, he sighed. "It's good. I like it."

Reaching for his glass, the man took a large drink, calming himself with effort. "Would you like a bit more, then?" He cleared his throat, nodding at the toast on the other's plate. "It's quite good on toasted bread as well, you should try that."

The redhead nodded, pushing his chair away from the table. Smiling at the other's lifted eyebrows, he reached for the small container, taking hold of the arm of the man's chair. Turning it awkwardly to the side, he sank to his knees, setting the jar beside him. "I might do that later, but I think I'll stick with what I already know I like." With that, he gripped the waistband of the brunette's pants, working the button open with careful movements. Tugging down the zipper, he glanced up at the man's sharp breath. "Help?"

Nodding dazedly, Tyki lifted his hips, allowing the boy to pull the loosened garment down and off. Swallowing around the sudden lump in his throat, he closed his eyes, jumping at the sensation of almost shockingly cold and sticky fingers on his skin. Before he could give voice to his surprise, the cold was replaced by searing heat and wetness, the other's mouth as eager in this place as it had been upon the skin of his finger.

Moaning raggedly, he gripped the arms of his chair, reluctant to give into the urge to seize the boy's bright hair in his passion. The redhead hummed knowingly, the sensation leaving the older man gasping as the wood creaked ominously. Giving in, he buried his fingers in the other's hair, careful not to pull as he panted quickly. "Lavi.. Gods, that-"

The boy lifted his head with a teasing smile, dragging a finger through the cool substance deliberately. Tracing a long line up the man's skin, he dragged his tongue over it in heated imitation. "I was right.. It's very good." Resuming his task, he murmured approvingly at the other's unwilling buck, taking a firm hold on his hips as he sucked lingeringly. Bearing down faintly with his teeth, he licked slow designs over the flesh, pulling back when the man tugged gently at his head. "What? I won't hurt you, Tyki."

The brunette nodded quickly, pulling him up for a kiss. "I know you won't, Lovely.. But the floor here is hardly the best place for such things." Urging him to stand, he carefully stepped over the open jar and his discarded pants, leading the boy in the general direction of his room. Navigating the space between deep kisses and quick fumbling with the other's scant clothes, he stumbled slightly when his knees met the edge of the bedframe. Steadying himself, he sank backwards, pulling the other down to rest between his open legs.

"This is much better, yes? Certainly more comfortable for you.."

The redhead smirked in reply, bending to resume his activities with a low hum of satisfaction. This time, Tyki didn't hesitate to touch the boy's lowered head, his hands mildly shaky as the other increased his efforts to match his murmured encouragements. Struggling to hold still under the onslaught, the brunette tightened his grip on the boy's hair, focussing on the thick softness of it in an effort to regain control of his senses.

As if understanding his reason, the redhead growled quietly, his hands roaming over the man's hips and stomach as he increased his pace. Ignoring his broken attempt at a warning, he took the other as deeply as he could manage, a rough sound of negation showing his intentions more clearly than any spoken words. The brunette arched sharply upwards at the feeling, his eyes wide in startled pleasure as he cried out something vaguely like the boy's name.

Swallowing his essence, the redhead shifted back with a final lick at his skin, breathing quickly even as he met the other's hazy eyes. "Mmm. Maybe we should make a habit of that, Tyki.. It's a better way to start the morning than having me ask you a million questions, right?"

Shaking his head mutely, Tyki lurched half upright, yanking the surprised boy up for a breathless kiss. Licking his way into the other's mouth, he moaned at the mingled taste of himself and honey-sweetness on the redhead's tongue, his hands sliding down to cup the boy's hardened arousal. Squeezing firmly, he was rewarded with a shaken whimper, the redhead's hips rocking forward to press eagerly into the touch.

Shifting to the side of his throat, he nipped at the skin heatedly, following his pulse upward to his ear. "Ask anything you like, Lovely.. Can I ask you a question in return?" The redhead nodded rapidly, wrapping his arm around the man's head to hold him in place.

Licking at his jawline, the older man hummed appreciatively. "Good.. Do you want to stay this way?" He repeated his teasing squeeze, his fingers sliding back to stroke upward from base to tip in emphasis. The boy cried out sharply, shaking his head. Smiling against his thundering heartbeat, Tyki moved his hand still lower. Circling the clenched skin of his entrance, he bit down abruptly on the other's shoulder, his arm tightening around his waist when he arched. "How, Lavi? Do you even care?"

The redhead gasped something that could have been either a blessing or a curse, his fingers digging into the other's back almost painfully as he shuddered. Laughing quietly, Tyki sank backwards onto his bent legs, pulling the boy up to straddle him. "I don't know what you said, Lovely.. But I'm sure you'd stop me if you found something unpleasant, yes?"

He reached carefully behind himself, locating the quickly-emptying bottle by touch. Noting absently that he would need to procure more, he worked the top open as he pressed a steadying hand to the boy's back, tipping the liquid into his hand quickly. Setting it back atop the table, he wasted no time in sinking his fingers purposefully into the redhead's body, seeking out the very seat of his pleasure with sure movements that left him mewling as he rocked back into the touch.

"Ty..ki! Not like- Oh, fuck! Yes!" He clung to the brunette desperately, his face buried in the junction of his neck and shoulder as he bucked. "Please now, I want it! Now!"

The brunette growled an affirmative, withdrawing his hand and turning the boy around in a single quick motion. Molding himself completely against his back, he pressed a hand to the center of his chest, smiling at the obvious thud of his heart beneath the skin. "Can you reach it, Lavi..?" The redhead nodded in instant comprehension, leaning forward to grasp the bottle with sweat-dampened hands. Passing it to the other, he panted at the man's low hiss, remembering the coolness of the glass. He planted his hands firmly against the headboard, his elbows locked to support himself as he waited.

Almost before he'd had time to catch his breath, the brunette took hold of his hips, urging his knees further apart with a soft murmur. Forcing himself to relax, he shifted backward eagerly, choking out a plaintive sound at the hardness pressed against him.

Tyki stroked a hand up his curved spine, gripping his shoulder as he pushed forward as carefully as his urgency allowed. Feeling the other shudder under his hands, he retreated and returned with equal care, holding himself firmly in check until the redhead rolled his weight back with a low growl of impatience. Biting his lip, he increased both force and tempo, timing his movements to match the boy's broken cries. Wrapping his arms about the other's chest and abdomen, he pulled him fully to his knees, the change of angle making his voice catch as he moaned the older man's name pleadingly.

Taking advantage of his position, he nipped at the boy's now-reachable throat and shoulder, sucking at the skin with a quiet murmur. Hearing his broken reply, he lifted his head questioningly, his movements slowing. "What is it, Lavi..?"

The redhead rocked backward jerkily, shaking his head. "Nothing's wrong, just.. Never.. With anybody.." He panted for breath, reaching back to clutch at the man's hips. "Not like you."

Tyki nuzzled against the nape of his neck, one hand lowering to stroke his urgent erection. "This way, you mean? I find that.. very hard to believe, Lovely."

The boy shook his head firmly, arching into his touch. "No..! I mean.. Good. S'never been like.. Oh, there..!" His fingers tightened just shy of bruising, his nails scoring the brunette's thighs as he shuddered. "Just with you! This body.. Even the first time!"

The older man pressed hard against the redhead's chest as his movements became erratic, the boy's nearness made obvious by his desperate attempts to match his rhythm. Feeling his control slip, he intensified his efforts with a moan, urging the other on with heated kisses and nips at his skin. "It is good, Lavi.. Then and now. Come with me..?"

The redhead's replying nod was near-frantic, his head falling back on the man's shoulder as he arched. "Please, yes! Please make me come, I- Tyki! Tyki!" His nails dug into the other's skin hard enough to leave shallow half-moons as he cried out shrilly, spilling himself over the man's hand and his own stomach. The abrupt clench of him left the brunette wordless, his arms tightening as he joined him in his rapture with a hoarse exclamation of pleased surprise.

Releasing his grip on the boy's softened member, he lifted his hand to shoulder height, licking at one finger with a breathless hum. "How strange.. You're almost sweet, Lovely."

The redhead craned his head to stare at him in astounded disbelief, blinking rapidly to clear his vision. "That's.. You.." Swallowing, he laughed shakily. "It's way too soon, but that's fucking hot. I can't believe you just.. Hell. Nevermind."

Shifting, he leaned forward with an uncomfortable murmur, resting on all fours. Glancing over his shoulder, he raised an eyebrow at the man's amusement. "Well..? Aren't you going to clean up?" The brunette smirked meaningfully, lifting his hand a second time. "Not like that! Aren't I supposed to be the dirty one here?"

Tyki laughed quietly, trailing a finger up the inside of the other's thigh. "You are dirty, Lavi.. And extremely attractive when you blush. Besides that, I think I will take a moment to see to this.." He rose to his feet, still audibly amused at the redhead's flustered manner as he walked to the bathroom, turning on the tap with his mostly-clean hand. Taking a fresh washcloth from the shelf, he wet it to cleanse his skin, flinching at the cold water. Rinsing it, he wrung out the excess water before returning to the bedroom, offering it to the other with a smile. "Here you are.. Would you like me to show you where, Lavi?"

The boy's cheeks darkened noticeably as he snatched the cloth, seeing to himself despite his awkwardness. "I can manage, thanks. Here, take it and quit leering at me. Are you going to do anything today? I want to go with you if you're leaving."

Tyki tossed the rag into his hamper, nodding. "I had thought I'd begin my search, Lovely.. But you're more than welcome, providing that we can find... More suitable attire for you." He glanced meaningfully at the boy's cast-offs from before, smiling. "But I'm sure we'll manage. Come with me, for a moment." He strode to his wardrobe, rummaging within it for a moment before pulling out a shirt and slacks, motioning the hesitant redhead nearer. Handing him the shirt, he raised an eyebrow expectantly. "Put it on, Lavi.. It's a bit old, but smaller than what I wear now. It shouldn't be overlarge."

The boy shrugged the garment on, humming at the near-perfect fit. "It's all right, but that's the easy part." Eyeing the brunette's markedly taller frame, he nodded at his still-exposed legs. "No way are any of your pants going to fit me, Tyki. Not unless we roll them up, and then I'd look completely ridiculous.. I can just stay here this time, and you can get me some that'll fit."

Humming, Tyki searched through his clothes a second time, producing a shirt for himself. Pulling it on, he buttoned it quickly, then took two sets of undershorts from a small drawer, handing one to the boy. Stepping into his own, he waited for the other to do like wise, smirking at his faint stumble. "Careful, now.. And let's see what we have to work with, Lavi. Put those on," He nodded at the pants he'd given him, reaching for two pairs of socks. "And I'll take a look. Go on, there's no one here but me and I promise not to laugh."

Lavi scowled at him, pulling them up with jerky movements. Wincing at the almost too-tight feel of them, he buttoned and zipped the front, frowning down the excess length. "See? I look like an idi- You said you wouldn't laugh!"

Schooling his features into seriousness, the brunette cleared his throat. "My apologies.. But it isn't so very bad, Lovely. All it needs is a bit of alteration, nothing too serious. Just a moment.." He strode to the desk, pulling open several drawers before straightening with a satisfied noise. Returning to the boy's side, he held up a small box. "Now, hold very still. I'll only be a minute or two." Sinking to his knees, he looked up at the redhead's surprised breath, smirking. "Aren't we just perfectly dirty-minded.. But that will have to wait until later. Remember, don't move, Lavi."

He opened the box, withdrawing a handful of straightpins and setting it aside carefully, gathering up the material of the boy's pantslegs and inserting pins every so often until both sides hung relatively even. Leaning back to recheck his work, he nodded. "That's fine.. Now, take them off and have a care not to scratch yourself." Waiting for him to comply, he stood, taking the garment from the other with a smile at his curious face. "I'll just cut the worst of it and hem them up a bit. That should do, yes?"

The redhead nodded dumbly, then blinked as the man sat at his desk, locating a slender needle and a spool of thread. Adding a set of scissors to the lot, the brunette made quick work of the unneeded material, setting it atop the desk. Watching him tug out a length of thread and split it with his teeth, the boy laughed as he expertly threaded the needle's eye and took up the pants.

"You sew, Tyki? I really have seen everything.."

Without looking away from his project, the man nodded. "Of course, Lovely. Nothing ornate, but enough to get by. What should I do, run around with my buttons off and my hems fallen? I'm a single man, and I dislike having strangers handle my clothes.. Therefore, I sew." Ignoring the redhead's quiet snickers, he proceeded to lay a simple basting stitch in place, tying off the ends of his thread and beginning the final half of his work. Inspecting the garment closely, he sighed. "That should do.. Come here and let's see, Lavi."

Waiting for him to pull them on again, he hummed at the result, rising to circle the other. "Yes, very nice. Good enough for now? I must say, you cut a fine figure even with your various charms hidden, Lovely."

The boy scowled, attempting to look over his own shoulder. "They're the right length, but.." He turned, lifting the back of his borrowed shirt. "They feel a little.. Tight. Stop smiling, I can't help that you're skinny, Tyki."

The man chuckled, cupping his hands over the redhead's 'example'. "They look fine to me, Lavi.. Almost too good, I could almost forego leaving the house just to get them back off to see what makes them not fit you." Avoiding the other's halfhearted swipe, he stepped back. "I'm afraid that all of my coats would be obviously large, however.. But that shouldn't matter, as a boy of your seeming age would hardly be expected to wear one anyway." Pausing, he raked his eyes over the redhead's figure thoughtfully, suddenly curious. "Exactly how old are you, Lovely? You look to be no more than twenty or so.."

Smirking, the boy waved a hand at him. "Just over three hundred this last summer, I think. More or less. It doesn't really matter when we don't.." He bit his lip, averting his face. "Nevermind, Tyki. Let's just say I'm a lot further along the way than you are. Can we go?"

Wincing at his unwitting reminder of the redhead's plight, Tyki nodded. "As soon as you have your shoes, Lavi. Here, the socks might be too large as well but they'll do." Tending to his own footwear, he smiled as the boy tugged on the socks and then his shoes, admiring the view as he bent to fasten them with practiced movements. "Hm.. Don't do that outside the house, unless you wish to be molested by the population in general, Lavi."

Smirking wickedly back at him, the boy straightened with exaggerated movements, striking a challenging pose. "Heh.. I make this look good."

The seemingly older man laughed in surprise, shaking his head. "Indeed you do, but I'd expect no less.. You are meant to be the very personification of desire, yes?" He sighed at the other's haughtily look, nodding toward the door. "Let's go, before I succumb to your powers of supreme temptation.. Follow me, Lovely." He led the way through the kitchen to the hall beyond, taking his coat from the rack there and opening the front door. Allowing the boy to exit, he pulled on his overcoat, closing and locking the door behind them. Seeing the redhead's wide eyes, he waited for him to look along the length of the street, clearing his throat quietly. "Shall we, then? I'm sure there was a rather shady bookstore near the corner of Haverns and Fourth.."

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The afternoon passed quickly despite the redhead's constant stream of questions, and soon they found themselves standing before one last dusty-windowed shop, the age curled pages of the displayed books giving the brunette hope of finding a tome of somewhat less than innocent content. Opening the door, he held it for his companion, his nose wrinkling faintly at the obvious... aroma of the place. Seeing the redhead already well through the first aisle, he hurried casually after him, worried that the boy's curiosity might get the better of him in light of their surroundings.

Looking over the haphazardly stacked and shelved books, he raised an eyebrow at the far-outdated titles, some in languages he couldn't claim to have knowledge of on his best days. A pleased murmur from beside him caught his attention, and he turned to see the other leaning close over a spread of just such obscure novels. "Something useful, Lavi?"

The boy shook his head distractedly, moving steadily down the row with evident glee. "No, nothing you could use to talk to anyone you'd need to, but interesting stuff.. Here's one in Arabic, and a couple in Latin.. And this last one is Italian." Frowning at the man's clear surprise at his knowledge, he shook his head. "I'm not retarded, Tyki.. I just don't know anything about the people who wrote the books. Languages aren't hard when you've had a long time to hear and learn them all, and how did you expect to read an incantation if you don't know what the words mean?"

The brunette smiled faintly, nodding. "I know you aren't stupid, Lovely, I just didn't expect you to be a genius." Sidestepping an elbow, he sniffed hesitantly at the aforementioned books in distaste. "The place isn't very well maintained, is it.. Shall we look over the rest before we die of dust and mold inhalation? It may just be the smell, but I think I feel a bit lightheaded already.."

Lavi nodded, moving to another table. "Nothing here either.. These are just old romance novels." He snickered quietly, pointing out one that still bore traces of gilt around the once-red cover and page ends. "That one shouldn't be with these though.. That's the Kama Sutra. Nice, but definitely not 'romantic'."

The brunette hummed in confusion, making his grin widen. "Call it an instruction manual, Tyki.. See, there was a god and his wife who decided to spend a night trying out all the sexual practices they could manage, but their night lasted for years. Another god listened outside the door, and wrote down all the things he heard. That book is supposed to be the result. They're illustrated, do you want me to tell you what it says?" He reached for the book gingerly, opening the pages to a place near the middle.

The man sucked in a breath at the still viewable pages, the blurred outlines of the drawing nearest detracting not at all from it's indecency. Gaping at the other stupidly, he flushed at his quiet laugh. "Lavi, put that down before it turns to dust. There's nothing here but rotting paper and mildew, let's go."

Biting his lip, the redhead replaced the offending item, following the man outside. "Tyki, if I didn't know better I'd think you were embarrassed.. Don't you even want to know what it said?" Ignoring the brunette's frown, he leaned close, murmuring into one faintly reddened ear. "It said, 'And then the great goddess did mount her husband, and in taking him inside herself did caress both his body and soul most sweetly. Her loins were unto an ember that burnt without harm, and the touch of her hands like a wind to stoke the ember into a consuming flame.'"

Catching the other's wide eye, he smirked. "Have you ever wanted to be a god, Tyki..?" Seeing his unmistakeable flush, he laughed. "Hm. You're very attractive when you blush too, Mr. Degenerate. Do you want to go home now? I could recite you the rest of the book from memory if you like.. But I'd have to show you some parts, since my drawing isn't nearly as good as-"

The brunette covered his mouth with a hand, the palm noticeably damp. "We're too far from a bed for this conversation, Lovely.. And we'll get no nearer to one unless you stop making it uncomfortable to walk." Pressing his free hand to the boy's back, he pulled him forward as if to avoid a convenient passerby, allowing him to feel the clear evidence of his discomfort before releasing him. Smiling down at him, he bent to return his whispered teasing. "I should also think you'd wish to avoid making yourself uncomfortable, Lavi.. You said before that my clothes were a bit too formfitting for you."

The redhead snorted quietly, meeting his gaze. "I'm not. Besides, I was created to feed on sex, what's your excuse, Tyki?"

The man laughed softly, shaking his head. "You intend to satisfy your hunger on me. That's plenty of reason to excuse anything."

The trip back to the brunette's home was companionably silent, with only a few questions and comments from the boy, and before darkness had fully set in they were entering the house, the man once again holding the door for the other. As soon as it closed behind him, the redhead was pressed full-length against him, his fingers twisting the older-seeming man's buttons through their holes and removing his shirt even as he sealed their lips together with a low growl. Feeling him toe off his shoes carefully, he made quick work of his belt, pantsbutton and zipper, fingers dipping beneath the material to cup his heated skin with an approving murmur.

"Are we close enough now, Tyki..? You were right, we skipped breakfast and all that walking has me completely famished." He didn't bother to wait for a response, hooking his fingers in the loosened garments and shoving them down with only minimal care for the man's comfort. Laughing at his surprised expression, he backed away, taking hold of the other's arm to lead him after he stepped out of his fallen clothing. Pausing just inside the kitchen doorway, he drew him in for a second kiss, this one far more demanding than the last.

Lifting his head with a gasp, he leaned upward to nibble at the man's throat, his free hand busy mapping the proof of the other's willingness. "Better? Oh, you said the floor here wasn't good enough didn't you.." He continued to retreat, backing as far as the footboard of the bed before stopping. Looking over his shoulder, he smiled faintly, leaving the brunette staring after him as he walked to the bedside table. Taking the small container from the top of it, he returned, pressing the cool glass into the man's hand as he resumed his ministrations.

"Keep an eye on that, Tyki.. We'll be needing it and I don't intend to let go of you anytime soon." He sank to his knees carefully, urging the other down along with him. Raising his face for a kiss, he leaned backward onto his elbows, moaning when the brunette immediately moved to cover him with a soft mutter of agreement. He wrapped his legs around the man's hips, rocking into his weight deliberately. "Why am I like this, Tyki? I know what I said, but it's more than just that.. I want you so fucking bad.."

Tyki hissed at the friction between them, setting the almost forgotten bottle aside to free both hands. Using one for support, he began to unfasten the boy's shirtfront eagerly, lowering his head to lap at the dark skin of a nipple as it was exposed. Teasing it into hardness, he repeated the process on the opposite side before attempting a reply between kisses and divesting the redhead of his remaining clothes. "I don't know, Lovely.. But I'm not of a mind to deny you. Lift your hips." He urged the other to release his hold, moving back to remove his shoes and garments with a hum. "Thank you. Was there something in particular that you wanted, or..?"

The boy nodded firmly, reaching for him impatiently. "You. Please..?" He smiled at the man's quick nod, his arms winding around his back to pull him down for a kiss. The brunette allowed himself to be moved without qualm, one arm resting beside the boy's lifted head for support as he shifted against him deliberately.

Leaning back, he growled softly at the redhead's muttered protest, the faint press of fingernails against his skin giving wordless proof of the boy's want. "Now, now, Lavi.. Pleasant as this is, I need a bit more space to give you what you've asked for." He waited for the boy to release his tight hold, rising to his knees as he reached for the nearby bottle. Working it open, he tipped a generous amount of liquid into his palm, setting the container aside carefully. Lowering his hand, he curled his fingers around the redhead's obvious arousal, smirking at his surprised buck into the touch. Holding his gaze, he established an intentionally teasing pace, noting the redhead's quickly growing impatience.

Panting rapidly, the boy lifted his hips insistently, growling when the other slowed his motions deliberately. "Stop doing that! You don't have to- Dammit!" He closed his eyes tightly, struggling to follow the man's motions despite his protests.

The brunette hummed in amusement, squeezing firmly. "Does it not feel good, Lavi..? You're shaking so hard, I almost wonder if I should simply finish you like this." He twisted his hand carefully, grazing the tip with the ball of his thumb. Smiling wickedly at the redhead's broken cries, he repeated the act steadily, pushing down his own desire as he watched the boy intently. "Let go, it's fine if you enjoy yourself.."

Lavi scowled up at him, shaking his head. "It isn't fine! I already told you what I wanted, so you should just get on with it!" He caught the brunette's wrist tightly, halting his movements. "There's no reason for you to drag it out, I'm not going to break and I'm not going to change my mind. You asked a question, and I answered it.. And I still mean what I said." The older man shook off his hold carefully, bracing himself on his free hand.

Pushing the boy back onto his elbows, Tyki straddled his thighs, pinning him in place. "You only said me, didn't you..? Then have me, Lavi." He stroked the redhead's aching skin with his slickened hand, smiling at his shaking arch into the touch. "Is it so difficult to simply enjoy yourself..? You act as if no one's bothered to do this for you, surely one of your many conquests took their pleasure from pleasing you?" He frowned at the other's panted negative, pouring more oil into his hand and replacing the lid. Dropping the bottle to the side, he resumed his efforts, breathing deeply as the boy closed his eyes with a faint mewl of want.

Rising to his knees, he settled higher along the redhead's hips, his weight resting on one arm as he bent to kiss his open mouth. Feeling his urgent shivers, he smiled against his lips, tracing the lower one with his tongue. "Then let me be the first for that as well, Lovely." He halted his motions, shifting his grip lower as he rocked backward against the boy's body purposefully, swallowing his surprised cry as he guided the other inside himself with a shaken moan.

Moving his hand away entirely, he placed it beside the boy's head for stability, forcing himself to relax as the redhead whimpered something he couldn't understand. "I don't know what that means, Lavi.. Say it again..?"

Swallowing around the tightness in his throat, the boy attempted to speak clearly enough for comprehension. "I said.. Please move, before I lose my mind, Tyki.. You feel.. Oh, God!" He clenched his teeth as he fought to stay still, the man's slow rise and decent leaving him at a loss. "Please yes..! Don't stop, that's.. Fuck, it's perfect-" Again he slipped back into his own tongue, the faintly guttural tone of it failing to conceal his obvious pleading as he raised his hips in open invitation.

Tyki gasped at the sharp flare of pleasure brought on by the movement, grinding himself back in an effort to feel more. "Lavi.."

The redhead bucked in response, his eyes wide as the man arched his back with a low cry of pleasure at the sensation. "You.. You like this. You really.. Please, then.." He repeated the motion, lifting an unsteady hand to the other's hip with a moan. "Do it.. Take what you need, Tyki."

The brunette nodded rapidly, leaning back to support himself with a hand on the boy's chest. The change of angle wrenched a startled cry from the redhead, his fingers tightening against the man's skin as he echoed the sound breathlessly. Laughing faintly at his own verbosity, Tyki quickened his pace, timing his movements in reply to the other's half-legible pleas. Though still faintly painful from lack of proper preparations, he found the act to be well worth the fading discomfort, in light of the boy's obvious enjoyment. Hissing at a particularly intense flare of pleasure, he added his own satisfaction to the accounting, the remaining burn in his muscles becoming completely negligible when weighed against the surprisingly good sensations that replaced it.

Lavi forced himself to his elbows, moaning raggedly at the man's steady motions. Balancing himself carefully, he reached to thread a hand into the other's hair, urging him down for a kiss that was more teeth and tongues than it might otherwise have been. Feeling the brunette's arms move to wrap around his shoulders, he hummed against his mouth in agreement, pushing himself into a sitting position with only minor difficulties. Using his now free hand, he took hold of the man's waist, assisting his gradually faltering movements.

Breaking the kiss, he gasped something undeniably praising in nature, his fingers still curled around the brunette's sweat-dampened skin as he lowered the one in his hair from its place. Following the curve of the other's neck and shoulder, he stroked along his back to the hip, pulling him down almost roughly. The answering growl made him shudder, and he repeated the act with an encouraging sound. Bending his head, he licked a wet line up the man's chest, pausing to nip at a place that made him tighten his arms in response.

"This is good.." He murmured against his skin, sucking at the faintly reddened mark left by his teeth. "But you'll still do me later, won't you? We can do it just like this.." The man nodded feverishly, eyes closed as he pressed closer. Hissing at the nearness of his limits, the redhead increased his own efforts to match, rocking upward with a hungry growl. "Wonder if you'll come as hard then as you're about to now..? Let me feel it, Tyki. You're already so tight that it almost hurts." He moaned sharply at the other's urgent sound, feeling the telltale coil of desperation in his muscles. Wrapping his arms tightly around the brunette's hips, he ground their bodies together purposefully, biting down on the other's shoulder as the man spasmed violently around him.

The sheer force of his release was astonishing, and the older man's replying motions only heightened the experience, his own pleasure evidenced by his broken cries and a rush of searing wetness as he clung to the breathless redhead. His nails dug hard into the boy's back, leaving crescent-shaped proofs of his enjoyment that neither took notice of in their shared bliss.

Returning the brunette's tight hold, Lavi struggled for breath, pressing damp kisses to the skin nearest his lips. Tasting a faint hint of copper, he leaned back, licking his lips curiously. "Oh, Hell.." The clear imprint of his teeth stood out even against the other's olivine complexion, several of the marks oozing blood. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to actually-"

The older man laughed softly, holding out one hand for inspection. Nodding at the smudges of crimson along the fingertips, he shrugged. "All's fair, Lavi.. I highly doubt that either of us is particularly upset at being wounded." Humming in discomfort, he shifted his weight, lifting himself to allow the other to slip free of his body. Smirking, he trailed a finger along the blatant evidence of their activities, his smile widening at the redhead's strangled sound. "Hm..? Oh, don't worry, Lovely.. My perversity doesn't extend quite that far."

Lavi frowned at his amusement, digging a hand into his hair to haul him forward. "I don't mind that you scratched me, I mind that I hurt you." Glancing at the now-swelling mark, he shook his head. "If I weren't like this, I could have really done some damage, you know. I'm usually a lot more careful than that." Easing his grip, he tilted his head upward invitingly, sighing in satisfaction when the older man bent to meet him with a wordless smile.

Despite their usually intense encounters, the contact stayed just short of chaste, the merest hint of lazy passion drawing a soft sound from the brunette's throat. Leaning back, he blinked at the boy's almost confused expression, catching his attention with a low hum. "What is it, Lavi?"

The redhead shook his head slowly, his fingers flexing against the older man's head. "It's nothing, I just.. Could we do that again, Tyki? Just one more time?" He scowled at the other's lifted eyebrow, huffing indignantly. "Not everything, I meant.." He shook his head quickly, averting his gaze. "Nevermind, just forget about it."

Inhaling sharply, Tyki deduced his meaning. "The kiss, Lovely..? Of course we can do that, whyever would you ask like you expect me to refuse you?" He caught the redhead's face in his hands, urging his head up gently. "Ask me for whatever you wish, I already promised to do anything in my power for you." He pressed their mouths together carefully, his hold only just firm enough to be felt as he sighed at the fleeting brush and cling of the other's lips. Feeling the redhead's quick shiver, he murmured in agreement, deepening the contact by slow degrees.

The boy's shaken response was oddly exhilarating, but it was the hesitant grasp of his fingers that spurred the brunette to press closer, the mild ache of his muscles forgotten as he stroked the other's neck and jaw with barely-there touches. Drawing careful patterns along the redhead's tongue, he hummed approvingly at his low moan, allowing him to pull away with a contented sound. "Better, Lavi?"

The boy regarded him with widened eyes, nodding faintly. "Great, but.." He swallowed audibly, shaking off a brief spat of chills. "Is that.. Normal? I mean, it was nice and all, but nothing really sexual.." The other's raised eyebrow made him pause, struggling for exactly what he meant to ask. "I just wanted to do it, even if we weren't doing anything else. I've never really noticed how it felt, but.." He sighed, shaking his head. "Everything's different now, I guess. At least it wasn't different in a bad way, right?"

Tyki blinked in surprise, tipping his head curiously. "Everything, Lavi? You act as if you've never really noticed a good many things.. But how different could it be? It's only sensation, surely you could feel such things as you were?" The redhead's answering nod only served to deepen his confusion. "Then how is it not the same? Isn't a kiss still just a kiss?"

Lavi bit his lip, shrugging. "It is, but it's not. I already told you that I don't understand it myself, didn't I?" He pressed a hand to the other's chest, it's mate mimicking the action against his own skin. "Even this isn't quite the same.. Touching you feels like.. You just feel more there." His fingers slipped downward to the man's side, lingering over his ribs. "Nobody else was like that, it's like I was wearing gloves every other time I touched a human. This body's the same way, it feels like there was something between me and them, and now there isn't."

Laughing quietly, the older man shook his head. "I think I see.. But does it bother you, Lavi? You don't really seem to mind so very much.." He shifted to the side, sitting carefully by the frowning redhead. "Perhaps it won't be so noticeable when you've had more time to adjust, yes? But in the meantime, feel free to take advantage-"

The boy elbowed him none-too-gently in the ribs, snorting. "Uh-huh. Of course you wouldn't mind." He eyed the amused brunette closely, glancing down at himself with a hum. "Well, could I also feel free to take another bath..? You could come too, I don't mind sharing.."

Tyki nodded quickly, pushing himself upright with a wince. "Certainly, Lovely.. Goodness, I should add towels and washcloths to the shopping list along with clothes for you.. Having you here makes it very difficult to stay clean for any length of time."

The redhead's indignant scowl made his smile widen, and he gestured at the bathroom door with a slight bow. "After you, Lavi.. Unless you wish to further explore your newfound sensitivity?" He backed away from the blushing other nimbly, grateful that he'd retained most of his youthful agility. Waving a placating hand, he forced himself into mock seriousness. "Or not.. Then again, there is something to be said for patience.. We could wait until it isn't so much of an issue, if you'd prefer."

The boy laughed quietly, advancing with obviously mischievous intent. "Not on your life, Tyki."

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There. Part two, hooray. Bookkbaby is still accountable for this crazy thing XD

Crap for Xmas.

s3lfexpr3ssion — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 15:03:55 GMT

Yea, this is YAOI. I wrote it for Christmas, so hooray. X-posted in all the usual places.

Unlikely Gift

A DGM Lucky fic

By SisterWicked

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There was someone in his bed.

That much he knew, from cautious patting and deduction, though at first he'd thought it was something.

Now, with the holidays in full swing, and being the friendly person he was, Lavi thought that perhaps he should let the uninvited visitor sleep, and then he remembered the stone floor and nonexistent spare pillow.

There was no way in Hell he was lying on the floor, Yuletide merriness or no.

Sniffing faintly, he hummed at the scent of alcohol, wondering if this was someone who'd wandered in from one of the many Christmas parties already in progress at the Order. Squinting in the dim light, he bent as close as he could manage without disturbing the resting figure, curious as to just who this interloper might be.

The form was slender, but neither thin nor tall enough to be Crowley, and the line of the hips and waist assured him that his guest was, in fact, male. Glancing toward the top of their head, he saw that the hair was either dark brown or black, longish without being feminine.

Assembling the facts in his head, he frowned as he drew a blank, unable to place the visible features to any person he was familiar with. Unless..

He snorted at the very idea, pushing the blame onto his own less-than-sober state. The image provided by his mind was ludicrous, no matter what time of year, and even if he was correct, why in the world would he be wearing.. Well, a little red and white, as the entire ensemble was rather brief.

He straightened with a slight lurch, stepping back to catch his balance. His foot came down on something that moved, nearly pitching him headlong onto the occupied bed before a quick stumble saved his dignity. Looking down, he raised an eyebrow at one of a set of boots, black and high topped, the upper part lined with almost glaringly white fur.

He laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation, failing to keep his mirth below audible levels. A quiet murmur from the bed stirred his hilarity still further, and he clapped a hand to his mouth in a vain attempt to stay silent.

Still snickering half-drunkenly, he watched the figure stretch with a soft grunt, the light from the room's sole window illuminating their face somewhat. The angular eyes and features drove humor completely from him, his eye wide in sober disbelief as the man smiled.

"And here I thought you might never come back.. But I see that there is something to be said for patience after all."

Staring at the brunette in speechless confusion, he backed away from the bed as the other rose, feeling along his leg for a momet before recalling that his Innocence was tucked away with it's holster. A quick look toward his nightable gave him away, the Noah's eyebrows rising questioningly.

"I touched nothing, Exorcist.. It's exactly where you left it, although it does annoy me to be so near to it." He stretched again, noting the redhead's pointed glance at his attire. "Ah, this..? I thought it appropriate, considering the occasion. Does it suit me?" He halfturned to display the full effect, smirking at the other's quick hiss. "Why thank you.. I had wondered if the belt was too much."

Lavi tore his gaze away from the barely present back of the.. Whatever it was, forcing himself to meet the man's amused eyes. "I think you being here is too much. If you just get your boots and hop out the window, I'll pretend that I never saw you, -or your half naked ass- at all. Go on now."

The Noah shook his head, stepping forward with a hum. "That would defeat the entire point of my visit, Exorcist.. I even have a matching hat." He gestured upward with a smile, allowing the redhead time to compose himself. "It falls off, though.. I'll just put it here, to avoid losing it in the course of the evening." He dropped the material next to the boy's pillow, sighing at his defensive stance. "First things first-"

Lavi dodged his quick attempt at a grab, turning on the ball of his foot to avoid the next. He glared at the Noah fiercely, stepping backward for more room to maneuver. His foot struck the mate to the boot he'd noticed earlier, and the momentary distraction was enough to allow the brunette to catch hold of one arm.

He stumbled briefly, his knees buckling at the abrupt contact with the bedside. Instantly, the man reached forward, a hand pressed against his back to halt his fall. Blinking up at him in astonishment, he swallowed dryly as the other shifted his hand upward, his fingers tracing the material of his collar before toying with the black cloth of his bandanna.

The Noah pulled at his headband gently, dropping it carelessly to the side with a low laugh. "Much better. My, aren't you a pretty one.. You should stop wearing things that detract from your appearance." Cupping his palm around the redhead's nape, he sighed. "I didn't come to give you fashion advice, however.."

Lavi snorted quietly, wary of the man's hand curled against the back of his neck. "What do you want, then? And out of every room here, why mine? What do you want from me?"

Tyki smiled slowly, one hand digging into the boy's loose hair to tug him closer. "Me..? Why, I only want to share a bit of the holiday cheer.. And you seem to be the one most in need of it. As for my choice of recipients, you did say that the one with the mole was yours."

Lavi shook his head rapidly in denial, leaning away with a short curse as the brunette moved in purposefully. The press of the other's lips was shocking at first, and he gasped audibly when the Noah licked teasingly along his lower lip, the slight sound giving him the opening he sought.

The man tasted of smoke and peppermint, the combination heady and strangely exhilarating despite his growing alarm. Taking hold of the other's shoulders seemed to be a mistake, as the gesture served only to encourage his efforts, his tongue drawing intricate designs along the redhead's own as he moaned appreciatively into the kiss.

Feeling the brunette's hand slide downward against the front of his untucked shirt, he jumped in surprise, his fingers tightening as the man stroked the skin of his abdomen, pushing the garment up as his hand shifted higher. The unexpected warmth of the touch left him shaken, his breath catching at the light press of nails.

He became aware of an oddly-pitched sound, a tremulous noise not unlike a whimper. His cheeks heated almost painfully as he realised it's origin, and he forced himself to be silent. The brunette lifted his head abruptly, his dark eyes glinting strangely in the faint illumination from the window.

"Surely you aren't frightened of me..? You're shaking like a leaf, Exorcist."

Blinking dizzily, Lavi frowned, pushing at the man's shoulders firmly. "I'm not afraid of you. And don't call me that, it should be Bookman if you're going to use a title." He repeated his push, huffing when the other failed to take the hint. "Get off! I don't know what you want, but this is starting to get old, Noah."

A slight narrowing of eyes was the only warning the older man gave, his hand closing on the redhead's waistband as he smiled. "Then by all means, I'll find something new." He pulled hard at the boy's clothing, the material sliding through the stunned Exorcist's body to land in a pile by the other's feet.

Staring at the now bare expanse of his legs, Lavi jerked backwards at the clear sensation of sheets against his likewise bare backside. "Shit!"

The brunette laughed softly at his attempts to cover himself, leaning forward with a widening smirk. "Goodness.. I've never seen anyone blush there before.. But I do believe red is your color." Ignoring the boy's spluttered protests, he took hold of his knees, pushing them apart with a low sound of effort. Moving to rest between them, he gripped the Exorcist's wrists firmly, pressing them to either side of his hips as he bent his head without preamble.

Lavi gasped raggedly at the first long stroke of a tongue on his skin, his eye closed tight as he shuddered. The man's hold was just short of painful, but he freed one hand determinedly, his fingers digging clumsily into the other's thick hair. Winding the oddly soft curls between his knuckles, he panted rapidly, biting his lip to stifle a moan.

The man hummed quietly in response, the faint vibration driving a spike of unwilling arousal up the redhead's spine. Releasing the Exorcist entirely, he traced nonsensical patterns over his passion-hot skin, teeth closing just enough to be felt as he sucked at the tip.

The effect was surprising to both, the redhead's fingers tightening convulsively as he cried out something faintly reminiscent of English. Glancing upward briefly, Tyki caught his gaze, repeating the process with devastating results. Feeling the boy's hand cup the back of his head in shaky encouragement, he took a firm hold on his hips, increasing his pace to match the other's garbled pleas.

"God.. S'wrong.. Don't fucking care, just- Tyki!"

He growled in acknowledgement, bracing himself as the boy bucked upward with a strangled howl of pleasure, ignoring the sharp sting of hair pulled free by the roots as he swallowed the faintly bitter liquid in his mouth.

Urging the redhead's fingers loose, he lifted his head. Taking a slow breath, he chuckled at the astounded expression on his face, his hands still pressed to the sweat-slickened skin of his hips. "Well, you don't look quite so bored, now.. Perhaps there's hope for you yet, Exorcist."

Clearing his throat, the boy glared at him halfheartedly, his face still hot with embarrassment. "Don't call me that. My name's Lavi." Scowling at the man's smirk, he jerked a corner of the rumpled bedding up to cover himself. "Whatever. I think it's probably all right to tell you, considering that you just blew me."

Now the Noah did laugh, the sound pleasant in a way that made the redhead shiver. "As you will, then.. I would tell you mine, but you seem to already know it." He laughed again at the other's indignant huff, pushing himself up to stand with a wince. "Horrible floors.. I should take you to my home, next time. My carpet is infinitely more comfortable."

Amused at the Exorcist's astonished face, he reached for his boots, pulling them on with only the slightest of difficulty. He took his coat from it's place by the footboard, shrugging it on in readiness to leave. "I won't keep you from your rest, so do enjoy the remainder of your holiday."

The redhead watched him approach the wall, catching sight of his discarded hat. "Aren't you forgetting something, Tyki?"

The man paused briefly, looking over the Exorcist's mostly exposed body. "No, I'm almost positive that I have everything.." He smirked at the other's vivid blush, waving cheerfully as he stepped through the stonework. "Oh, yes.. Merry Christmas, Lavi."

Staring at the empty space, Lavi retrieved the man's hat with a confused sound. "You too, I guess.."

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Well, there's that thing. Have yourselves a Merry Christmas.

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New fic. Incubus [AU Lucky]

s3lfexpr3ssion — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 03:40:05 GMT

Started yet another fic. This is it.
X-Posted everywhere, because you know how I do.

Title: Incubus
Author: SisterWicked
Fandom: DGM
Pairing: Lucky (Lavi/Tyki) of course.
Rating: PG-NC17
Warnings: Men having sex. Cursing. More sex. Rampant speculation on religion. AU setting, some cracktastic

humor.

Summary: AU. They say no good deed goes unpunished. That goes double for evil deeds, especially when

one isn't careful what they wish for. When you get more than you bargained for, what can you do besides set

things right?

Incubus

A DGM Luckyfic

By SisterWicked

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Yea, I started another one, but this isn't the usual. It's AU, so if you don't like that, don't read it. If you like it

enough to add it to your alert or fave list, comment. I seriously will PM-Curse you if you don't, I find that highly

offensive. Besides that, get happy and enjoy.

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"You're the guy I gotta seduce? Easy mark.."

The redhead bent one leg, his weight half-resting against the bed as he smiled. "At least you're good

looking.. I always did like the tall, dark and sexy type."

Glancing over the boy's scantily-clad form, Lord Tyki Mikk nodded agreeably. "Indeed.. And I'm rather fond of

the young and inexperienced type, myself." Laughing softly at the other's sudden indignant sound, he pushed

himself up to sit against the ornate headboard. "Come here, little devil. Let's see how you've grown into your

wings, hm?"

The redhead scowled across the space separating them fiercely, the aforementioned wings twitching against

his back. "I'm not some low-level imp, I know exactly what I'm doing!" As if to prove his statement, he

lunged upward, his mouth pressed roughly to the older man's with a triumphant murmur.

The slick sensation of the brunette's tongue against the seam of his lips was deliciously welcome, and he

opened his mouth to return the gesture eagerly. Lifting his head, he smiled when the man hissed at the

sharp prickle of his tiny fang against his lower lip, his expression clouding at the other's obvious amusement.

"What?"

The brunette shook his head faintly, his gaze travelling down to linger over the boy's obvious arousal. "It

appears that I'm doing your job for you.. Shouldn't I be the one who's in a state?"

Lavi sucked in an angry breath, the retort dying unspoken as he pressed as close as he was able. "Like you

don't want it. You might be a lot of things, but you aren't that good of a liar.. I can feel-"

The man laughed, a rich, dark sound that left the redhead surprised by his utterly primal reaction to it. He

enfolded the boy willingly, his hips lifting with deliberate intent. "Can you? So much the better, then."

Repeating the motion, he growled at the other's breathy cry. "Mm.. Being so hopelessly degenerate does

have it's benefits. Aren't you uncomfortable, Lovely? We should work on getting you out of these clothes, even

if they do suit you rather well.."

Lavi shook his head jerkily, ignoring the gasping quality of his voice. "But.. If you don't need to be corrupted,

why.. How did I get assigned to you?"

The brunette smiled wickedly, his hands already leaving small indentations on the skin of the boy's hips.

"Oh? Let's just say that Hell owes me a favor."

The redhead struggled to form a legible response, but the slow stroke of a tongue over his collarbone froze

the words in his throat. Swallowing thickly, he took hold of the man's shoulders. "Then.. I guess that's it. Let

me up." Pushing away, he scowled at the brunette's quiet chuckle. "You want them off? Let go."

Allowing him to rise, Tyki shifted quickly onto his knees, his hands sliding down to tug at the low-slung band

of his pants. "By all means.. But I did say 'we'.." He worked the lacings free with careful movements, licking

his lips as the garment slipped dangerously low on the other's slender hips.

Overlooking his sudden anxiety, Lavi pulled his shirt up and over his head, shrugging it off with respect for his

vestigial wings. Dropping it to the side, he stepped out of his loosened pants, straightening to stare at the

man challengingly despite his nudity. "Good enough?"

The brunette nodded slowly, his eyes gleaming a smoky topaz-gold in the faint light. "More than merely

enough, Lovely.. Oh, is there something else I should call you? I promise not to abuse the power of your

name.."

The redhead snorted disdainfully, shaking his head as he moved to mount the bed. "Whatever.. You can call

me whatever you want, it doesn't really matter." Smirking up at the man, he edged closer. "Lavi. Call me that, if

you really need a name."

Shifting back to his former position, the older man hummed quietly. "Hebrew, then..? You seem far more

kittenish than lionlike, Lavi.. But that's just as well. My name is-"

The redhead cut him off with a frown, his knees framing the other's thighs. "Tyki Mikk. I already knew that."

Placing his hands atop the man's bare chest, he sighed. "You can forget the pleasantries, you know.. It won't

matter what either of us calls the other come dawn."

Tyki nodded tolerantly, stroking the redhead's sides in long movements. "As you say, Lavi.. But sunrise is

quite a bit distant yet.." He pulled the boy forward and down, pressing their lips together hungrily. Lifting one

hand, he rubbed small circles against the base of the other's left wing, smiling when he lifted his head with a

gasp. "Something the matter, Lovely..?"

Shaking his head, Lavi moved closer, biting his lip at the sensation of the older man's skin against his own.

"Nothing. Come on, just-"

Tyki ignored his impatient tone, leaning up to lick a path over the side of his throat before biting down just shy

of breaking skin. Sucking firmly, he took hold of the redhead's hips, the urgent heat of the boy's arousal

making him smile. Freeing one hand, he fumbled blindly for the handle of the nightstand drawer, pulling it

open with a jerk. Reaching inside, he located the object he wanted by touch, pushing the drawer closed and

setting the small bottle atop the table.

Releasing the boy completely, he urged him to his knees, steadying him with one hand as he retrieved the

small container. Working the top free, he tipped a generous amount of the slick fluid into his palm, lowering

his hand to spread the liquid over the other's skin. Hearing his breath catch, he pressed a finger carefully

inward, growling softly at the tightness that awaited him. "Relax, Lavi.. Pleasure exists for it's own sake, I see

no reason to cause you harm in the pursuit of it.."

The redhead shuddered briefly, his hands clenching as the man worked in a second finger. "S'fine.. I told you

I know.. what.. Oh, G.. G.. Fuck, I can't say the word.." He rocked back against the other's hand,

his eye closed as he moaned. "Hurry up.."

Chuckling quietly, Tyki withdrew his fingers, reaching for the bottle again. Pouring more oil into his hand, he

replaced the lid and set it carefully aside before covering his own skin. Wiping his hand on the sheets, he

pulled the boy against himself, catching his open mouth as he lifted his hips meaningfully. Waiting for the

redhead to seat himself, he sucked briefly at the tip of his tongue. "Ready, Lovely..?"

The only reply was a shaken moan, the boy's back arching as he shifted his weight.

The brunette hummed in agreement, moving to match his decent. Urging the other's face up, he lapped at the

corner of his tightly closed eye, savoring the salty wetness there. "I assume that's a yes.. Look at me, Lavi."

He smiled darkly at the boy's bleary expression, his hips lifting as he pulled the redhead down more

forcefully. "Much better.. Now, tell me what would please you."

Bucking into the man's touch, Lavi cried out sharply, his legs shaking as he wrapped his arms around the

brunette's shoulders. "More! Don't.. Harder!"

Laughing softly, Tyki complied eagerly, his hold rough on the boy's hips as he bit down on the rapid beat of

his pulse. Taking note of his desperate state, he worked a hand between them, his fingers wrapping around

the redhead's achingly hard arousal. Timing his movements to the other's increasingly stilted rhythm, he

moaned at the closeness of his own release, his efforts redoubling as he followed the arch of the boy's throat

with his tongue. Nipping at the pierced lobe of his ear, he growled. "Come for me, Lavi.. Right now."

The redhead shrieked hoarsely, the words distinctly hellish in origin as his body locked around the older

man, the wracking clench of his muscles drawing a strangled exclamation from the other as he joined him in

the heat of his bliss.

Slumping bonelessly into the man's hold, Lavi panted for breath, his eye closed as he laughed. "That.. Fuck, I

don't even have a word for it."

Tyki murmured agreeably, stroking his back as he shifted for more comfort. "Quite.. Oh, dear.." He smirked

faintly, his hand pausing just below the boy's closed wings. "I hope you weren't overly fond of those, Lovely."

He brought his hand around carefully, showing the wide-eyed redhead what he held. Repeating the

movement with the opposite hand, he displayed the contents of it with a wan smile.

The boy struggled to reach his now-bare back, the tip of his fingers brushing shakily over humanly smooth

skin. "Oh, my God, what the fuck did you do?" Craning his head until his neck popped audibly, he

gasped. "Gone.. Holy shit I said the word! I said the God damned word!"

Nodding casually, Tyki leaned up to wrap his arms firmly around the panicked boy's shoulders, his hold

possessively tight as he pulled him flush against his chest with a smile. "Indeed.. But we could also

say that Hell owes me an extremely large favor, Lovely.."

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The rest of the predawn hours and a good deal of the morning were spent in bewildered silence by the

once-demon and bemused silence by the brunette, who finally shook off the urge to sleep and left the comfort

of the bed in favor of dressing. Glancing at the shell-shocked redhead as he passed, he made his way

outside to the postbox, back to the room for his morning toiletries, then over to his somewhat cluttered desk

to read the afore-retrieved letters.

After a moment, he realized that the boy's silence had broken, his low voice not completely distracting to the

older man as he scanned each missive closely. Locating a piece of paper, he took a pen from one drawer

and began jotting random bits of information with a rapid scrawl that only he could sometimes read.

In the matter of a few hours, Tyki quite forgot that he had an audience, until the boy sighed rather louder than

he had previous. Looking at his huddled figure, the man smiled faintly at his petulant thoughtfulness, inwardly

laughing at the picture he presented. Naked save for the sheets gathered around his middle, he resembled

nothing so much as a contemplative Buddah, the idea lifting the other's inner hilarity to almost dangerous

levels before he returned to his slow reading.

The redhead's quiet mutterings turned into audible complaints sometime after midday, his annoyed

declaration just after sunset finally catching the man's full attention.

"I want to know what the fuck's going on!"

Tyki smiled at the boy patiently, his quill hovering over the parchment. "Once, I rendered a rather large service

to a person of high standing. In repayment.." He glanced meaningfully at the crumpled wings atop the

nightstand. "I was given an equally valuable service." Scribbling something vaguely shaped like his initials,

he sat the quill aside. "Now, you belong to me."

Hearing the other's sharply indrawn breath, he frowned. "Unless there's somewhere else you'd rather go,

Lovely? I wouldn't dream of physically owning you, not in that sense of the word.."

The redhead shifted uncomfortably, looking away. "No, I don't have anywhere else to go.. I just.." He

faltered, clenching his hands into fists. "What did I do? I worked hard, took every job they gave me, and I never

failed an assignment! Never!" He shook his head rapidly, drawing the sheet closer around his waist. "They

just gave me away! To a human!" Ignoring the man's silent surprise, he swiped at his face roughly, the

movement dislodging his eyepatch. Yanking at it until the slender cord parted with a snap, he laughed. "I even

wore this fucking thing, and put up with centuries of bullshit because of it! For what?"

Tyki blinked at his rant, half rising from his chair. "It wasn't anything you did, Lavi.. You're here because I

chose you." Crossing the space from chair to bed, he sat carefully at the edge of the mattress. "I was

shown several of your brethren, and then I asked for you." Recoiling from the other's enraged swipe, he

stood. "Don't be like that, Lovely.. It isn't a punishment, after all."

The redhead all but hissed in fury, his nudity forgotten as he rose to his knees. "You did this to me,

without knowing a God Damned thing about me!" Lunging forward, his nails missed the brunette's startled

face by no more than an inch as he continued. "You selfish, conniving bastard! I swear to fucking God,

I'm going to spend the rest of my miserable mortal life ruining yours the way you've ruined mine!"

The older man lurched backwards almost comically, his eyes wide as the boy rose to advance on him

steadily. "If I could still do it, I'd tear out your fucking heart and eat it!" Kicking off the trailing sheets, he

snarled at the stumbling brunette. "You'll never be free of me. I'll put leeches in your food and set fire to

your bed while you sleep.. And every chance I get, I'll open your veins until I bleed you dry."

Fetching up against the far wall, Tyki drew himself up with a frown. "Stop while you're ahead, Lavi. You'll find

your vengeance somewhat difficult to achieve, in light of your.. Demotion." Bracing himself, he had only a

moment to prepare for the redhead's infuriated attack, his hands closing tightly around the boy's wrists to

restrain him. Carefully avoiding a knee to his more sensitive parts, he wrenched the other around, pressing

him hard against the wall. Wedging one thigh securely between the redhead's dangerously flailing legs, he

pinned him by way of superior height and leverage.

Gritting his teeth, he ignored the boy's irate screeching, jerking back just in time to avoid a severely injured

nose when the other's head snapped forward viciously. "Lavi! Stop that racket this instant!" He was

forced to pull away a second time when the redhead attempted to spit directly in his face, freeing one hand to

slap him sharply across one anger-flushed cheek. "Stop it!"

The boy froze in shocked disbelief, his eyes wide as he jerked fruitlessly at the man's firm grip. After several

deep breaths, he slumped against the stone with a ragged sound. "..kill you. I really will.. I still can." He

bit down on his own lip, the skin splitting under the pressure. "You.. I had everything, and now I feel..

Every part of this body is dying, right now! I can feel it!"

Blinking in surprise, the brunette loosened his hold cautiously, allowing the other's arms to lower to his

sides. "Lovely, it isn't like that-"

The boy cut him off with a barking laugh. "Yes it is! The damned never die, we don't grow old,

frail.. We live forever!" He slid down the wall, his knees drawn up to cushion his head. Draping his arms

around himself, he continued to laugh. "You condemned a perfect stranger to death, for one fucking

night. One night!" He curled tighter, ignoring the man as he knelt in front of him on the floor. "You didn't have to

do it! I would have come back if you'd called for me, it was.." Lifting his head abruptly, he snatched the

brunette's collar with white-knuckled strength, his eyes wide and desperate. "Send me back! I swear on the

Black Book that I'll come if you call for me, so please! Send me back!"

Tyki shook his head numbly, taken aback by his pleading. "I.. I cannot. I have no idea how to.. Contact anyone

who could-"

The redhead sagged backward with a broken moan, his head resting against the wall. "There has to

be a way.. Please, please, please don't keep me here.." His voice cracked midway through, rising into

a keening mewl that left the older man stunned at the hopelessness expressed by the sound.

Reaching forward carefully, he eased his arms behind the other's head, drawing him forward until the boy's

face rested securely in the crook of his shoulder and neck. Stroking his bright hair with one hand, he closed

his eyes at the faint shudders that wracked the younger boy's body, murmuring useless comfort against the

side of his head. "I'm sorry.. I didn't think you'd.. It wasn't supposed to be like this."

Clearing his throat, he leaned back, urging the redhead's face up. Wincing at the shining tracks of utterly

human wetness there, he sighed. "I'll find a way, Lavi. I don't know how long it will take, but I'll find

some way to undo this. I promise you." Framing the boy's face in his hands, he stroked his thumbs over the

skin of his cheeks, attempting a smile. "When all's well again, you're more than welcome to my soul.. Though

I doubt there's enough of it left to satisfy a mouse, Lovely."

The redhead swallowed heavily, nodding. "If you say so.. I really can't do anything but believe you." Blinking,

he averted his eyes. "I don't have anywhere to go, either. If you let me stay with you, I'll.." He shuddered briefly,

setting his jaw firmly. "I'll do anything you ask me to. For.. For payment."

Humming in confusion, Tyki leaned to catch his gaze. "Why would you pay me, Lavi? This is entirely my

doing." Inhaling sharply, he turned the other to face him directly. "You think I mean to make use of your..

services, don't you? As if you owed me some debt.." Taking in the boy's pale cheeks, he shook his

head firmly. "I have never resorted to forcing myself on anyone, Lavi. Human or no. If anything, it should

be exactly the opposite.. My services in exchange for your tolerance."

The redhead's eyes widened, then narrowed sharply. "Prove it." He muttered, clenching his hands. "Because

that sounds like complete and utter bullshit from where I'm sitting."

Tyki met his gaze evenly, nodding. "If you wish, Lavi. What would you have of me?"

The boy frowned in thought, his brow creased as he sighed in frustration. "I don't know! Let me off of

this horrible fucking floor, for one." Waiting for the man to move, he struggled to his feet, ignoring the

other's offer of a hand up. Glancing at the room's narrow wooden chair, he snorted quietly, returning to the

bed. Drawing the blanket around his shoulders, he scowled at the other's calm expression. "Well? Think of

something, because I don't know of anything you could possibly do to prove you aren't a liar."

Tyki nodded mutely, crossing the room to sit patiently at the edge of the bed. After a moment, he shrugged.

"What part is it that you doubt, Lavi? That I would keep you sheltered, and see to your needs? Or the offer of

my person? You are still inside my home, so.." He glanced meaningfully over the boy's exposed skin,

his eyes faintly bemused at the other's sudden wariness. "Are you in need of food? My clothes would be a bit

large for you, but you're welcome to them.. Or is there something else you wanted? I can't read your mind, so I

have no way of knowing unless you express yourself directly."

Lavi stared back at him in surprise, his eyes still narrowed in mistrust. "I don't think I'm hungry, but I don't

know what that feels like. And I don't care about your clothes, I can wear what I had before until I need to clean

them." He gathered the blanket closer around him, his mouth inexplicably dry as the brunette raised an

eyebrow in askance. "Come here, Tyki."

The man slid closer in compliance, his eyes still silently mirthful. "Yes, Lovely?"

Swallowing thickly, the redhead fought down a surge of giddy shivers at his tone, the quickened beat of his

pulse both confusing and exasperating. "Closer." He raised his face challengingly as the man obeyed,

refusing to look away despite the other's nearness. Releasing his hold on the blanket, he reached forward to

grip the other's shirt in his fisted hand. Tugging sharply, he took a breath. "Kiss me."

Tyki smiled faintly, allowing himself to be pulled forward. "Of course, Lavi." Closing his eyes, he pressed their

lips together briefly, leaning back to regard the redhead seriously.

Repeating his firm pull, Lavi stared back. "Again. Like you mean it."

The brunette nodded wordlessly, moving to catch his mouth with a low hum. Lifting a hand to curl around the

boy's neck, he traced the outline of his lower lip questioningly, urging the other to allow him entry. Feeling his

jaw relax, he hauled him forward carefully, his free arm encircling the redhead's waist to hold him closer still.

Stifling a whine, Lavi pulled back, his eyes wide. "You really would.." Stiffening, he smirked. "What if I wanted

to fuck you, Tyki? What would you do then?"

The older man shrugged faintly, his expression neutral. "I would hope that you remember where I put the oil,

Lovely. Is that what you want? I should warn you that it isn't really a fair test, as I wouldn't have refused

you before you lost your wings.."

The redhead glared at him in annoyance, shrugging off the blanket entirely. "Then maybe it's better if

you remember where you put that oil, Tyki. Take your clothes off, I want to see if there's anything good

about being human."

Twisting to the side, he yanked open the night table drawer, muttering rapidly in his own language until he

produced the bottle in question. Thrusting it at the astonished brunette, he turned, sinking onto his hands and

knees. Looking over his shoulder, he lowered his arms slowly, halting when his chest met the sheets. "You

said you'd do what I asked, Tyki.. So come here and prove it. Touch me."

The man swallowed audibly, nodding. "As you wish, Lavi." Opening the container, he frowned at his unsteady

hands, his eyes trailing over the other's blatantly presented backside. Coating his fingers well, he followed

the path made by his eyes, lingering at the dip of the boy's tailbone when he bucked. "Lovely..? What is it?"

The redhead moaned softly, shifting his hips impatiently. "Nothing, I just.. It feels good, keep-" He gasped at

the pressure of fingertips against his entrance, his legs shaking as he rocked backward. "Yes. Now."

Tyki obliged him wordlessly, inhaling slowly at the hard clench of his muscles. Pulling back, he leaned in to

brush his lips over the other's curved spine, repeating his careful preparations. Hearing the redhead's breath

catch, he withdrew, urging the boy to rise. Turning him around, he lowered one hand to the other's waist for

stability, his still-slickened hand dipping to caress his obvious arousal. "Lavi, perhaps we should wait?

Normally such things need more time between.."

The redhead murmured a negative, taking hold of his wrist. Guiding it downward, he rolled his weight back

insistantly, using the motion to push the man's fingers within him. Biting his lip, he met the brunette's

widened eyes, increasing the pressure with a stifled noise. "I don't need time, I need this. Please..? I

need you.."

Catching the boy's mouth firmly, Tyki resumed his efforts, urging the other's arms to loop around his neck to

hold himself up. Curling his fingers, he swallowed the boy's choking cries, still faintly uneasy at the strength

of his reaction. Lifting his head, he bent to kiss the redhead's arched throat, murmuring against the damp

skin. "I just don't want to hurt you, Lovely.. You're not what you once were, and human bodies are fragile. Too

much done too soon could cause you a great deal of discomfort.."

Lavi shuddered raggedly, his hands tight on the older man's shoulders as he arched his back. "It's fine! I

might be human now, but it isn't going to hurt me if.. Tyki, come on! I don't want to wait, it's enough!"

Smirking, the brunette twisted his hand slowly, his smile growing as the boy ground himself harshly into his

touch. "Goodness, Lavi.. You need to pace yourself, I don't think this is a thing to be hurried.." With a growling

moan, the redhead pushed his heels into the mattress, moving away from the other purposefully.

"Damn it, I said it's enough! I've been doing this since before you were a drunken gleam in your father's eye,

Tyki! Now either you do me or get up and let me do myself!"

Urging the boy onto his back, Tyki moved rapidly to cover him, his hands reaching to stroke the bare expanse

of his chest and abdomen.

The redhead stiffened sharply, his elbows bending to prevent his collapse. "Wait, watch out for my wi-" He

faltered abruptly, wincing at his own forgetfulness. "Nevermind, just get on with it, Tyki."

Catching his mild slip, the brunette paused just above him, his expression softening. Supporting himself on

one arm, he bent to kiss the boy lingeringly, his free hand cupping the redhead's flushed cheek. "I will

keep my word, Lovely.. You'll have them back eventually." Nuzzling against the crook of his neck, he smiled at

the thready jump of his pulse. "But I wonder all the same.. Having them would have prevented this,

yes..?"

The boy nodded reluctantly, biting down on his lip. "Yeah, I couldn't do it unless I really wanted to regret it

later."

The older man hummed quietly, licking a path along the side of his throat. "So you wouldn't have done

anything this way.. How fortunate for me then, to be the first to indulge in it with you." With that, he hooked an

arm beneath each of the redhead's bent knees, shifting himself until they were nearly eye to eye. Taking in the

boy's startled face, he smiled at his deepening blush. "Relax, Lavi.. Believe me, you won't mind after a few

moments."

Adjusting his hold, he aligned their bodies carefully, rocking forward to breach the other's faintly resisting

muscles. Hissing at the sheer heat of him, he held his place by force of will alone. "Gods, Lovely.. "

The redhead gasped breathlessly, his fingers clenched hard against the sheets as he nodded. "I

know.. Do it."

The man growled in reply, drawing back before sheathing himself more deeply. "So tight.. Do you like it,

Lavi?"

Straining upward, the boy nodded rapidly. "Yes.. Oh my fucking God, yes.." He pressed his

shoulders into the mattress, lifting himself with a choked cry. "Tyki..! Please, I want-"

The brunette shifted his angle slightly, smiling at the other's surprise moan. "And you'll get it, Lovely.. Be

patient." He established a slow rhythm, his movements deliberately less forceful than he wanted, but still firm

enough to drive the redhead's control to near-breaking. Relishing his pleading noises, he bit down hard on

his lower lip to distract himself from the urge to simply plunder the boy's obviously willing body.

Watching the redhead's face closely, he frowned when the other's brows drew together slightly. "Lavi? Is

something the matter?" He slacked his grip in concern, allowing the boy's knees to lower marginally. Feeling

them clamp hard against him, he hummed. "Is it not good..?"

The boy shook his head with a frustrated whimper, his back arching to press himself closer. "It is, but..Not.."

Taking hold of the brunette's upper arms he moaned. "It's not enough! Stop teasing!" He jerked hard at the

man's shoulders, pulling him down as he spread his legs further to accommodate the change in position.
Wrapping his arms tightly around the brunette's back, his bucked urgently. "Please, Tyki.. Please just

fuck me so hard.."

Tyki gasped against his skin at the breathy demand, his eyes closing as he fought down the flare of utter lust

brought on by his words. Matching his quickened movements, he released the other's legs entirely, growling

in approval as they locked high around his ribs of their own accord. Resting his weight on his bent elbows, he

dropped a hand to the redhead's back to help support him as his thrusts became more forceful. "You want it

so much, Lovely..? You could have told me so, I never meant to deprive you."

The boy cried out sharply at the intensity of the sensations within him, stunned that his newly-weakened body

was capable of such rampant pleasure. "I'm telling you now! I want it!" Latching firmly onto the older

man's back and shoulders, he held him as close as he could manage, forcing the other to alter his angle

with a shaken moan. "I'm so close.. I swear to God I'll kill you if you stop."

Tyki laughed at his desperate ferocity, intensifying his movements until the redhead was all but sobbing with

need. "Then I'll live forever, Lavi.. There's no way I'm stopping until I've made you come."

The boy's nails left shaken trails over his back as he stiffened convulsively, every muscle locked and rigid as

he clung to the man with a ringing cry of pleasure. The abrupt wetness between them felt almost hot enough

to blister his skin, prompting a wavering mewl from him as he arched upward in unconscious reaction.

The brunette sank himself fully into the shuddering depths of his body, riding out the incredibly strong surge

of his own release with a sound that left his throat aching from the sheer volume of it. Catching himself on

one arm, he rested his forehead against the boy's sweat-slickened shoulder, still wracked with tremors of

spent enjoyment as he fought for breath.

Pushing himself up, he drew back cautiously, wincing at the boy's momentary tightening and release.

Steadying himself, he walked to the bathroom, dampening a washcloth at the sink and cleaning himself with

brisk movements. Rinsing the cloth, he rewet and wrung it, returning to the bedroom. Handing it to the

unnervingly quiet redhead, he sat, taking a cigarette from the night table and lighting it with a deftly produced

match. Watching the boy swipe at his skin, he inhaled deeply, taking the rag from him and bending to drop it

in the laundry hamper. The other shivered faintly, and he turned to face him fully. "You're chilled, yes?"

The redhead hummed in agreement, rubbing his arms. "I didn't really notice it before, but.. It's kinda cold in

here. Is it always like that?" He frowned at the man's slow nod, reaching for one of the blankets. "Oh, well.

Can I still borrow a shirt? Mine isn't really meant to be... Comfortable." He accepted the brunette's offered

garment, slipping it on with a pleased sound. "Mm.. That's better. Really, really better. Wow." He

rubbed his arms again through the sleeves, shuddering at the slide of the material over his skin.

"Somethings.. Strange. My skin's all.. I don't know, sensitive. Here, touch-"

He tugged the man's hand forward, pressing it lightly to his chest. Pushing down, he gasped at the

sensation. "That, too.. Is yours like that? Like it feels so fucking good when someone touches you?"

He leaned in quickly, stroking his hands down the other's chest and stomach. Jerking his hands back, he

stared numbly at his palms. "Even that felt.. Oh, you're about to drop ash on yourself, Tyki."

Tyki flicked his ashes carefully, nodding at the boy's now-covered form. "Is that better, Lovely? I must

say you seem somewhat at a loss.. Is everything all right?" He raised an eyebrow at the other's growing

smile, wondering if he should perhaps try enticing him with a drink of something warm and soothingly

alcoholic. After a moment of silent wonder, he spoke.

"This.. I can.. Everything feels like.." He laughed suddenly, the sound giddy. "It's completely different than

before, I mean.. Things still feel like they did, a little, but.. Not." He bit his lip, meeting the man's eyes slowly. "I

shouldn't, but.. I think I like it. I wanna know what else isn't the same." Reaching forward, he tugged gently at

the other's arm, sliding back to give him more room. "Could.. Could it be that? What you do, I mean." He

colored faintly, blinking in surprise at the heat in his face for a moment before continuing. "Show me..? If I'm

gonna be stuck like this for a while, I might as well start learning.."

The brunette nodded, allowing himself to be moved with a faint smile. "I offered, didn't I? It's hardly an

onerous request, after all.." Stroking a hand up the length of the boy's bare thigh, he hummed at his quick

gasp. "Is there anything you wish to know now, Lovely..? I find the prospect of satisfying your curiosity

somewhat appealing."

The redhead nodded eagerly, his expression belying his pleasure. "Good. I'll say we're even then." His

stomach rumbled quietly, and he squirmed. "That's weird.. Why did it do that? And why are you inhaling the

smoke from that thing anyway? It smells awful and I don't think people are supposed to breathe things that

are on fire.. Ooh, there's a.. Tingly kinda feeling in the middle of my back. One that doesn't feel good, but I can't

reach.. Is it supposed to be like that? Mmm! Oh, that feels really great, thanks! Why are you laughing?"

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The boy seemed utterly fascinated by the senses and reactions of his new body, losing no time in indulging

his curiosity in the most natural and sometimes strange ways. Once, Tyki had only just saved him from a

rather unpleasant encounter with the lit end of one of his matches, and shortly after that he found himself

pulled into a completely serious discussion involving the feeling of swallowing food.

When the topics for conversation expired themselves, the redhead decided rather suddenly that he required a

physical demonstration of the differences in demonic and human oral contact, leaving the older man all but

breathless before the other was satisfied. Watching the boy examine the ticklish area between his stomach

and ribs, he thought that perhaps this situation had hope of being tolerable, especially in light of the

still-present taste of the redhead's mouth on his tongue.

Eventually the boy stretched lazily atop the bed with a curious sound, the brunette's borrowed shirt barely

covering his thighs at the motion. "Mm.. I feel kinda strange. Like I just want to lay here and do nothing for a

while. What is that, Tyki?"

The older man smiled at his languorous speech, tugging at his arm to shift him. Pulling back the blankets, he

urged him to return to his place. Arranging the covers over the other, he pushed the hair away from his eyes.

"You're just tired, Lovely. Humans need to sleep, we don't regain our energy while we're awake." Stroking the

back of his head, he laughed at the low murmur of appreciation, likening the sound to that of a contented cat.

"Close your eyes and relax, Lavi. Go to sleep, you'll feel better after you wake up."

The redhead nodded faintly, already more than halfway to taking the older man's advice. For a time, Tyki

merely sat watching, his thought preoccupied with his strange houseguest. He wondered if the arrangement

would remain pleasant once the boy had come to terms with his mortality, and what he could possibly do if it

didn't. The initial battle of wills from the morning still alarmed him somewhat, and he suppressed a shudder

to think of exactly how passionate the other could be in any given situation. Hearing the redhead mutter

quietly, he blinked, looking down at him in curiosity.

The boy's eyes were still closed, but his brow was tightly knit as if he were troubled. Leaning closer, the

brunette struggled to decipher the content of his low voice. After a moment he sighed, sitting up in faint

disappointment. The other's words were foreign to him, the dialect clearly his native one. The tone was less

than pleased, but without involved knowledge of the redhead's ancestral language, he had no way of knowing

exactly what visions disturbed the other's rest.

He winced when the boy's voice became pained, the unknown words obviously something similar to his

earlier entreaties to return to his home. Settling for what he could realistically manage, he stroked the other's

hair soothingly, his eyes widening slightly when the redhead murmured his name. He halted his careful

petting at the sound of it, and the boy muttered something that was clearly disapproving.

Laughing quietly to himself, he resumed his movements, glancing at the clock. Seeing that the hour was well

past the time that respectable people would have sought their beds, he carefully stood, removing his clothes

and extinguishing the lamp in readiness for sleep. Pulling the blankets back, he slipped beneath them,

arranging himself in a way that allowed him to share the bed's sole pillow with the sleeping boy. Closing his

eyes, he inhaled sharply in surprise when the other shifted backwards, his body curling as he pressed

deliberately close against the man behind him. Unsure of how to react, he jumped at the boy's garbled

murmur.

"H'ld on t' me... S'nice."

Lifting his arm, he complied gingerly, tightening his hold when the redhead nestled closer with a contented

sound. Despite the unfamiliarity, he found the sensation of another's body not entirely discomfiting, and he

sighed quietly as the boy relaxed completely in slumber. Though the other couldn't possibly have known it, the

brunette had never taken a lover to his bed for the purpose of sleep, and the newness of the experience was

oddly less disturbing than he would have thought. There was no awkwardness, given the boy's lack of

wakefulness, and the warmth of his back lent a pleasurable note to the encounter. Allowing sleep to overtake

him, Tyki found himself strangely at ease with the prospect of repeating this particular part of their

association.

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Well, there's the beginning of that shit. Thanks again to Bookkbaby, Niamh and Danybel for instigating it. All

praise can be sent to me, death threats, flames, marriage proposals and envelopes containing the swine flu

can go to them. Later!

Hooray. Please review.

ANOTHER MEME..

s3lfexpr3ssion — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 08:47:08 GMT

Another.. Good lord. And yes, this is LUCKY, which means YAOI.

Buddy Meme:

1. Get a buddy to pick 10 letters.

2. Have another buddy pick a word starting with each letter.

3. Pick one pairing.

4 Keep responses under 1000 words.

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B - Book:

"...The soft lights and bare skin were en..entick.."

"Enticing. Take your time, you're doing just fine."

"..Enticing, and he r..reached for his lover with a smile. Gathering the other to himself, he bent down to kiss their se..sen.."

"Sensual. Just sound it out, Tyki."

Golden eyes regarded him narrowly, their owner scowling as he sat aside the novel he'd been holding. "Lavi, I fail to see how this is in the least bit helpful."

"It's easier with familiar words. And trust me, it's very helpful.. That's enough for now though. Why doncha' come here and see if we can work on your pronounciation?"

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C - Crown:

"One hundred!"

The man at the podium gave the redhead an incredulous look before bringing his hammer down solidly in the ensuing silence. "Sold, to the young gentleman with the eyepatch. Next, we have a fine catch, a banker by trade.."

Ignoring the auctioneer's intrusive sales pitch, Lavi stepped forward to claim his 'prize' for the evening. "Well? Don't just stand there gawping like an idiot, let's go."

The brunette raised an eyebrow questioningly, but donned his tophat in readiness to follow. "What are you doing here, boy? You're exceedingly conspicuous in the presence of so many of the fairer sex.." He smirked at the other's sudden flush, making his way through the crowd of bustles and hoopskirts with easy grace. "Were you merely feeling charitable, then? I don't think anyone else has had even half so much bid for them.."

The Exorcist growled warningly, ducking into a convinient alley before whirling to face the surprised man. "What were you doing up there? If I'd waited ten more seconds, you'd be trailing off after some floozy! Is this your idea of fun, Tyki?" He gripped the man's arm suddenly, his hold just shy of painful. "I told you once, I don't share."

Shaking his head, Tyki laughed softly. "It's only a gentleman's auction, Lavi.. I highly doubt that ladies of ill repute would go to the trouble or expense of paying for the type of attentions you're implying." Stepping closer, he urged the redhead's back to the wall, his smile turning lecherous as he bent his head. "Besides that, you don't need to pay for the evenings I spend with you.. Is your Order footing the bill?"

Lavi scoffed loudly, his face annoyed despite his rising blush. "No, it's my own money. Anyway, let's get out of here, it stinks-"

The older man cut him off with a bruising kiss, the hand not being held by the Exorcist sliding lower than was strictly proper as he hummed. Leaning back, he smiled at the other's stunned expression. "Of course, Lovely.. I trust you've taken the time to procure more fitting accomidations for the night?"

The redhead nodded blearily, gesturing toward the street. "Yeah.. But it's a little on the cheap side, since I pretty much kept hold of as much as I could, just in case.." He pushed away from the stone, his lips curving upward as he pulled the older man in for a slower kiss. "Come on, let's see if you're worth the expense, huh?"

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G - Gentle:

"I told you I'm fine, Tyki.. Can't you just-"

The brunette shook his head firmly, hands pressed lightly against the Exorcist's lifted hips. "You most certainly are not fine, Lovely.. Even this may be too much too soon."

Lavi scowled up at him despite the lingering ache in his knee, refusing to admit that the older man could be right. "It's been a week, dammit! I swear to God I'm going to tie you up if you don't.. Oooh.. Oh, fuck yes.."

Tyki smiled in satisfaction, rocking his hips meaningfully. "Is this still not to your liking, Lavi..? You're not the only one who's been waiting, you know."

The boy's reply was something that almost sounded like English, but his meaning was clear to the brunette currently nestled between his bare thighs. "I thought so.. Now, let's see if kissing it better applies to the whole body, yes?"

Later that night, Lavi promised himself that while he would make every attempt to keep himself from injury, sometimes an accident here and there could be considered a very good thing when one's nurse had such pleasant means of healing at his disposal.

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H - Honesty:

"You didn't have to say it like that!"

Tyki winced at his lover's indignant face, wondering if the couch would be any more comfortable than he remembered. "I thought you wanted me to tell the truth, Lovely.. So I did. Why did you ask if you were only going to be angry at me?"

Logic failed to placate the boy. "You knew what I meant! You could have just said it was good or bad, you didn't have to give the details!"

Closing his eyes, the brunette sighed. "It isn't that simple, Lavi.. Saying it was one or the other is far too general. I thought you might want to know why I thought so." Attempting a smile, he eyed his lover closely, noting his slight blush. "Would it help if I said you're much better at it now? It was only a matter of learning what to do about your teeth.."

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I - Insult:

"You look like a simpleminded pirate."

"Well.. You have girly hair."

"And you have an inordinantly round and feminine backside."

"...You like it."

"Indeed I do, Lovely.. I'd like it much better if it were within touching distance, however."

In retrospect, Lavi thought that maybe they should fight more often, especially when the older man seemed so fond of the eventual reconcilliation.

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K - Kilogram:

"Oh my God!"

Living with his often volitile lover had made Tyki largely immune to startlement, but when the redhead's exclamations came during a seemingly normal trip to the bathroom, he took notice. "Lovely..? Are you all right in there..?" Concern for his significant other's privacy made him halt at the closed door, but the continued vituperations left him wondering if perhaps he should overlook the proper response in this instance.

The Exorcist grew ominously silent, then began to mutter almost too quietly to be heard. "Gotta be wrong.. No way have I gained... Gotta be all the eating out. Tyki!"

The man jumped at his sudden yell, clearing his throat nervously as the door flew open with a crash. "Yes, dear..?" He blinked at the half-dressed boy in surprise, his eyes lingering over the exposed length of his legs. "Is something the matter..?"

The boy ignored his scrutiny, stalking past him with a growl. "From now on, we're eating at home. And I'm not leaving the house. Ever." He jerked open the wardrobe, muttering a garbled repetition of the words he'd spoken in the bathroom as he rummaged quickly through their clothes. Yanking out a pair of pajamas, he stepped into them with an awkward stagger, tying the drawstring with jerky movements as he continued to rant. "And I'll make the grocery lists, got it? No more of that.. Heavy stuff you get."

Drawing on years of learning and experience, the brunette nodded rapidly. "Absolutely, Lovely.. That would be simply marvelous." Eyeing the Exorcist closely, he smiled. "Going back to bed, Lavi? Would you care for a bit of company..?"

The redhead stared at him blankly for all of a minute, then shook his head. "No. If you come with me there'll be touching, and naked.. No way. I'm not taking anything off until.." He faltered, flushing brightly. "Nevermind. Just.. Leave me alone for a while." And with that, he buried himself beneath the blankets, nothing but the top of his head protruding from the thick material.

Tyki frowned, shaking his head in confused exasperation. Wondering at the cause of the dramatics, he walked to the bathroom, bending to retrieve a crumpled pair of slacks from the floor. Thinking rapidly, he glanced from the pants to the still-ensconced redhead, then forced down a giddy surge of mirth.

In light of his lover's.. Sensitivity, he thought that perhaps it would be wise to separate their clothing from now on.

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L - Letter:

Lavi scowled again at the empty space beside him, wondering where his personal bedwarmer had gotten to so early in the morning. After so many years of waking with the older man's capable arm draped securely around his middle, he felt both chill and decidedly out-of-sorts, the unaccostomed roomyness of the bed exaggerated by his disappointment.

Giving in to a moment of utter childishness, he snatched the brunette's pillow from it's place, squeezing it to his chest as he buried his face in the familiar scent of his lover with a sigh. A faint noise drew his attention, and he glanced up distractedly, blinking in surprise at a slightly crumpled sheet of paper that had been secreted away beneath the pillow.

Sitting up, he reached out to retrieve it, smiling at the obvious scrawl of his lover's handwriting. His smile faltered as he read, his cheeks paling before turning a vivd red, his eye wide as he refolded the paper in stupified silence. Swallowing heavily, he made his way to the bathroom, turning on the water with jerky movements that belied his still-present surprise.

Testing the temperature with one hand, he stepped into the tub carefully, reaching slowly for the nearby soap and washcloth. Paying close attention to the feeling of warm lather on his skin, he hummed quietly. Remembering the contents of his lover's message, he shivered, hands lingering as he rinsed himself.

No, waking alone would never be one of his favorite things, but the unpleasantness could definitely be overlooked when one took into account the benefits of being told exactly what to expect when the missing partner made his return.

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R - Ricochet:

"Lovely, I said I was sorry! It wasn't as if I meant to hit you, I just don't have the athletic inclination-"

The redhead glared at him blearily, the look no less severe for the steak pressed firmly to his smarting eye. "Tyki, you bounced a soccer ball off two walls, a street sign, the curb and a dog. Then blacked my eye with it. There is no way that can be coincidence."

Reminded of the spectacularness of his failure at sports, the Noah winced. "Lavi, with all of that, how could it be anything but sheer chance? Everything else nonwithstanding, I couldn't have possibly known that the dog would be there.."

The redhead snorted rudely, shaking his head. "Maybe not, but from now on we'll just stick to horizontal athletics, yeah?"

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S - Salty:

Lavi shook his head in dizzy amusement, watching the older man lick his lips. "I still don't see why you like that.. Doesn't it taste weird?"

The brunette smiled lazily, bending to lap at the Exorcist's skin. "Not especially so.. I have yet to find anything of yours to be distasteful, Lovely.. This included."

The boy squirmed when the other's quiet words sent a ticklish vibration over the sensitive flesh, laughing. "Well, I'd think it would make you awfully thirsty, if nothing else.. D'you think we could start over when you finish?"

Tyki nodded firmly, his lips leaving a damp path in their wake as he shifted to kiss the redhead's grinning mouth. "Most definitely. In fact, I think I'm quite done.." He smirked at the other's eager wriggles, allowing him to wrap his arms around his bare shoulders tightly. "Mmm.. I wonder though.. Is it strange that I find your tears to be attractive, Lovely? Perhaps it's the fact that they aren't from sadness that makes them appealing.."

Nuzzling fondly at the man's throat, Lavi snickered. "I like it when you're strange, Tyki.. You wouldn't be laying here naked if you were normal.."

The brunette hummed softly in agreement, his nose buried in the other's sweat-dampened hair. "Indeed.. Now, how about we see to your appetite, hm?"

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T - Treasure:

Tyki smiled thoughtfully as he gazed over his sleeping lover, his eyes bright as they lingered over the veritable trove of wealth to be had.

Golden skin, soft hair just a shade lighter than garnet.. And even though the useless patch covered one and an eyelid covered another, eyes the exact color of warm emeralds..

He laughed quietly at his thoughts, wondering if his lover would be likewise amused by his romantacised notions. Despite the fact that he knew he must seem ridiculous, there was no denying the truth of things, and that thought alone made up for a million trite sentiments on it's own.

This was his lover, a bounty of incalcuable value for him and him alone, something much greater than any prize taken through the trade of mere objects or money.

The boy shifted slightly, long limbs stretching as he mumbled something not altogether legible in his waking. Smirking to himself, the brunette slid closer, hands all but itching to touch despite the lateness of the hour. Rich though he was, sometimes a bit of carefully applied spending was well worth the effort, especially when the payoff was limitless.

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Yay..

A New meme...

s3lfexpr3ssion — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 14:16:50 GMT

This was started on my group's website, feel free to use it if you want, but consider linking me your try, as I'd like to see what you come up with :P

Rules of the meme:

1. Pick a single pairing.

2. Go from A to Z, keeping the replies under 500 words.

3. Someone else must provide the words for each letter.

4. The author may pick ONE letter/word for themself.

Heh.. My self-picked letter was K - Key.

My pairing is, of course, Lucky.

Enjoy my attempts!

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A - Accent:

"I believe you have a fetish, Lovely.." Tyki smirked at the redhead beside him, carefully marking his place with a slip of paper as he closed the book. "I only wonder, is it the novel or the narrator?"

Lavi grinned widely, taking the man's arm and pulling him to his feet. "Well, I guess it depends on what you're reading.. But I think you make it all sound erotic and hot on purpose, because you never sound like that when you talk to anyone else."

Allowing himself to be led in the general direction of their bed, Tyki hummed. "Perhaps.. But then again, you don't really need to bend quite so far to untie your shoes, do you? I believe I'm justified in using the weapons at my disposal if you can do likewise."

Lavi glanced over his shoulder with a smile, his shoes forgotten as he laughed. "Oh, feel free. Besides that, what would you say to an early night?"

The reply was something blatantly toned and obviously foreign in origin, and Lavi snickered even as his blood rushed in his ears. "That sounds pretty good to me.. Now, get rid of your pants and tell me what it means."

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B - Butter:

"Tyki Mikk!"

At the sharp tone of his lover's voice, the aforementioned brunette straightened in his chair. "Yes, Lovely?"

The redhead failed to be mollified by the agreeableness of his reply. "We're out of butter."

Raising an eyebrow, Tyki shrugged. "And that's bad because..?"

Lavi growled in frustration, gesturing at the kitchen. "It's bad because I need it! I'm making cake, and we. have. no. butter!"

Forcing down a grin at the other's dishevelled appearance, Tyki nodded. "Well, that is rather inconvinient.. Are you sure..?"

The Exorcist hissed in fury, one flour-speckled hand swiping at his equally flour-speckled nose. "Yes I'm sure! I looked everywhere, so unless you're hiding it, we're out!"

Biting his lip, the brunette cleared his throat. "Shall I nip out and get some, then..?"

Lavi glared at him suspiciously, nodding. "If you would.. And get some oil. The kind I won't need for cooking."

Smirking, Tyki pushed his feet into his shoes, pausing by the door for a faintly vanilla-scented kiss. "Of course.. But you must admit, you were in as much of a hurry as I was, Lovely."

Only his preturnatural agility saved him from a quick foot to the rear, but in light of the other's utterly charming blush, he deemed the effort well worth the risk.

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C - Candid:

Smirking at the younger man's wide eye, Tyki relaxed into his chair. "What? You wanted an honest answer, yes?"

The boy nodded slowly, setting aside his notepad with a quiet swallow. "Honesty's good, but I don't think I should put that in my article.. Could I just leave that question and answer out?"

The brunette's smile widened as he kicked off his shoes, his jacket following as the boy raised a hand to the front of his own shirt. "Oh, certainly.. I suppose its also for the best that your photographer already left to develop his films." Unfastening his belt, he looked over the other's bare skin as he continued to disrobe, his expression pleased. "Are you also not going to write about that?" He gestured at the redhead's obvious arousal, his tone playful as he urged him closer. "I thought you wanted an in-depth interview?"

Biting his lip, Lavi took the man's offer, settling himself carefully atop the brunette's lap. "I did, but I don't think anyone would be interested in just how deep-"

Tyki cut him off with a kiss, his hands roaming over the other's back appreciatively. Leaning back, he smiled up at the boy with a soft chuckle. "No one but you, Mr. Reporter.."

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D - Doorbell:

"Ignore it! Ignore it!"

Tyki laughed breathlessly at his lover's urgent demand, his hands firm against the redhead's hips as he moved. "What if its something important? Perhaps its an emergency.."

The Exorcist arched his back with a mewl, his heels digging into the man's back. "There's an emergency right- Oh, fuck! -here! To hell with the one out- There! There!"

Biting sharply down against the other's collarbone, Tyki smiled when the doorbell faded into silence, his agreement signified by a rougher pace. "As you wish, dear.."

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E - Ecstacy:

Gasping quietly, Lavi ground himself against the man behind him, his hands closed and white-knuckled on the wooden headboard. "Please.. Tyki, please!"

The brunette growled in reply, hips snapping forward even as he adjusted his angle slightly. "Too close, Lovely..? I thought you wanted to take our time.."

The boy shook his head rapidly, the slide of sweat on his breastbone making him shudder. "Fuck time, s'too good.. Got all night, don't we?"

Tyki hummed breathlessly in agreement, his hold firm as he pulled the redhead fully onto his knees. Biting down on one shoulder, he pressed a hand against the other's chest to steady him. "All night. Now?"

The only reply was a shaken whimper, and he smiled against the Exorcist's pulse. "Then let go.. I don't want to wait either, Lovely."

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F - First:

Tyki prided himself on many things, the least of which was being the first (and only) one to bring just such a look to his lover's face. Brushing the hair away from his sweaty brow, he smiled in contentment at the boy's grateful hum. "Enough for now, Lovely..? It is becoming rather late.."

The redhead curled against his side with a thoughtful sound, his breathing still faintly rushed with spent excitement. "Maybe.. But do you have anything to be up for in the morning? I don't.."

Shaking his head, the older man tugged the sheets up to cover them. "Nothing besides meals, Lavi.. And perhaps a bath."

The Exorcist grinned knowingly, his fingers tracing small hearts on the other's back. "Baths are good.. But getting to need one is better, yeah?"

Tyki nodded, squirming as the boy's hand slipped lower towards his waist. "I suppose its also good that I just restocked the towel shelf, then.."

The redhead replied with an easy smile, reminding his lover that seconds, thirds and perhaps fourths were all equally pleasant things in light of the eventual outcome.

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G - Grass:

Sorting the laundry was definitely not one of Tyki's favorite passtimes. Sighing, he shook out a pair of pants, pausing at a flash of bright green. Taking a closer look, he smiled at the clear smudges on the knees of his lover's pants, remembering the blissful contrast of cool half-damp grass and sweat-slicked skin, the brilliant red of the Exorcist's hair against the faded brown of dry earth..

Digging through the clothesbasket, he pulled out a likewise stained shirt, smirking at the ruined elbows of the garment.

No, laundry was never a pleasant thing.. But sometimes one could find the most unexpected reasons to enjoy a monotonous task.

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H - Hypocrite:

"Not here, dammit! We'll be home in like, an hour, Tyki! Just wait.."

The older man's smile grew slowly, even as his hands slipped lower against the blushing redhead's hips. "I could wait, I suppose.. But I think it might be easier to do that if you'd stop moving, Lovely.." He glanced pointedly at the Exorcist's frontside, which was currently pressed firmly against his own chest as the boy arched away from the alley wall. "Perhaps this is a case of the left hand doing aught that the right one wills?"

Lavi bit his lip in annoyed arousal, his hands clenching against his lover's back as he growled. "I guess it is, then.. Just hurry the hell up, before I change my mind."

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I - Ignorance:

"Oh, God..."

The brunette smiled despite the darkness, his hands busy on tan skin. "Indeed.. Lift your hips, Lovely."

The redhead beneath him arched obligingly, his own fingers tangled deep into the older man's hair as he panted. "Hurry.. up! You've been.. All night-"

Tyki laughed breathlessly, nodding against the boy's shoulder. "You were hard to miss.. Raise your arms."

Shrugging off the heavy material of his shirt, Lavi moaned appreciatively as the man licked slowly across the now-bare skin of his chest. "Fuck, that's good.. I was watching you, too.. Aren't you ready yet?"

The older man nodded eagerly, his own clothing discarded without care as he followed the redhead's pulse upward along his throat. "I saw you.. But this is very sudden, do you do this type of thing often?"

The redhead shook his head rapidly, his hands clumsy in the dark as he clung to the man. "No, just this once.. You're just so-"

Tyki nodded understandingly, his mouth gentle on the other's skin. "As are you, Lovely.. But that's not quite right. What's your name?"

The redhead laughed giddily as he pressed quick kisses to the other's shoulder. "Anything works.. But it's Lavi. What's yours?"

The brunette jerked backward with a startled sound, his voice rushed. "You don't know who I am? Oh, hell.."

Catching the uncertainty in the older man's words, Lavi sat up. "What, should I know you? Please tell me it's something we can talk about after..?"

Sighing in resignation, the Noah resumed his touched with a faint nod. "After will be fine, Lavi.. They do say ignorance is bliss.."

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J - Justice:

"It's not right!"

Lavi clenched his hands into fists, glaring up at his lover fiercely. "Why do you have to cover for him? He'd turn on you in a second and you know it!"

Tyki sighed loudly, reaching for his coat. "Because it's what brothers do, Lovely.. By blood or not." He raised his voice over the other's growl of protest, pulling his gloves from one pocket. "Isn't this why you stay with me, Lavi? Because I try to do the right thing, more often than not? What if it was one of your friends, locked up for something they may have done by mistake, without so much as a penny to their name? I'm not bringing him here this time, if that's what you're concerned about."

Lavi shook his head resolutely, stepping back as the man shrugged the heavy garment on. "Sheryl knew exactly what he was capable of when he started that fight! If that man dies from falling off that ledge, it's the same as mur-"

Tyki whirled on him, his eyes narrow with wrath. "Even the officer outside said that the fellow was spoiling for a fight, Lavi. He just made a poor choice of targets." Buttoning his coat with jerky motions, he continued his reply with a sideways look. "I don't intend to justify myself to anyone, Lovely, even if it's you.. Just let me do this because I need to, all right?"

The redhead forced himself to relax, blinking rapidly to clear his stinging eye. "I don't need to let you do anything, Tyki.. But I expect you to give me the same option."

Opening the bedroom door, the brunette stared back at him levelly. "Do what you need to do, then. Lock the door if your conviction leads you out of it."

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K - Key:

Sighing at the quiet that met him, Tyki removed his coat and gloves, hanging the former on a hook after placing the latter inside one pocket. Making his way to the house's kitchen, he took a glass from the shelf, filling it from a bottle nearby. Leaning against the counter, he drank deeply, his eyes straying over the room as he contemplated his newly-aquired singleness. A splash of color on the table caught his eye, his hand unsteady as he sat his drink beside him.

The handwriting was almost painfully familiar, the loopy scrawl nearly unreadable even after years of practice.
"I suppose we don't really need the groceries.."

A faint sound from the doorway made him jump, his eyes widening at the silently watching figure there. "Lavi..?"

The redhead smiled nervously, holding out a hand that shook. Opening his fingers, he showed the man the tiny object he held. "If it's all the same, I'll keep this.. Do you mind..?"

Almost groaning in relief, Tyki crossed the floor, snatching the surprised Exorcist to himself with a laugh. "No, it's yours as long as you want it, Lovely.. Along with everything else here."

The boy relaxed into his embrace with a grateful noise, nodding against the front of his shirt. "It and you. That's enough."

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L - Laugh:

"..and I said 'Of course, but I don't think your wife would be very pleased and she's standing right behind you with a rolling pin.'"

Clutching at his stomach, Lavi waved a hand for silence, his eyes streaming as he snickered weakly. "Oh, my God Tyki..! Was she really?"

Nodding happily, the Noah grinned at his lover's renewed hilarity. "She really was, Lovely.. And she heard the entire conversation, including her husband's blatant proposition. Can you beat that?"

Shaking his head, the Exorcist wheezed faintly. "Hell no.. But it doesn't matter. Can I get my breath before you collect your 'debt'?"

Smirking widely, the brunette shook his head as he reached for the other's half-buttoned shirt. "I don't think so.. I rather like you breathless, Lavi."

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M - Milk:

Laughing drunkenly, Lavi nudged the older man with a foot beneath the table. "I know you're the ultimate power of evil, Tyki.. But there's got to be something you just can't do."

Taking a sip from his overfull glass, the brunette nodded. "I'm sure that's so, Lavi.. But I have yet to discover what that might be."

Taking a drink from his own cup, the Exorcist mulled over the thought before grinning. "I got one.. Can you milk a cow?"

The unexpectedness of the question sent the older man into a brief spasm of hilarity. "Despite the ridiculousness of that question.. Yes. Yes, I can."

Scoffing at his cavalier reply, Lavi waved a hand. "Yeah, sure you can.. I bet you can milk cows, goats, anything."

Tyki refilled his glass, nodding companionably. "Anything. Well, anything with nipples, that is."

Grinning crookedly, the redhead snatched the bottle from his hand, taking a drink directly from it. "Right. I have nipples, can you milk me?"

In retrospect, Lavi wondered if he should stop drinking altogether, or drink with every meal.

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N - No:

"No."

The brunette frowned thoughtfully, his mouth curling into a smile as he leaned a bit to one side. "How about now?"

"..No."

Nibbling at his lover's throat, he sighed. "Nothing at all, Lovely..? It's only just after midnight.."

The redhead shifted slightly, his eye closed as he sighed. "No."

Tyki bit his lip, fingers tracing the line of the Exorcist's naked thigh. "I'm beginning to feel a tad put out, Lavi.. Is this beginning to get old?"

Hiding a smile, the boy shook his head. "No.."

Catching the faint amusement in his voice, the older man snorted, digging his fingers into the junction of his leg and body. "You little devil! Admit it, you're thinking of something horrid!"

Lavi squealed at the insistant tickling of the other's touch, wriggling away from the nearly painful sensation. "No! Don't! Tyki- Oh God stop!"

Snickering to himself, the Noah halted his torture, pinning the slighter form with his own. "Whatever it is, stop it. I promise not to tease you about your lack of control, so please..?"

In the following hours, Lavi found that good things most certainly did come to those who wait.. Especially when the above mentioned good thing involved a thouroughly aroused and desperate Noah.

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O - Order:

Tyki smiled at his anxiously fidgeting lover, his fingers deliberately slow as he unfastened his shirtbuttons. "Something the matter, Lavi..?"

The boy swallowed audibly, eye glued to the gradually revealed skin as he nodded. "Yeah. You really can't leave that on and get rid of-"

The brunette laughed softly, shrugging the open garment over his shoulders before reaching for his belt. "Now, you know there's a right way to do things, Lovely.. We wouldn't want to get out of sorts, would we? It would set off the entire process."

The Exorcist licked his lips, shaking his head. "It wouldn't make too much of a difference..Trust me, I know exactly what needs to happen, no matter what comes first."

Dropping the slip of leather to one side, Tyki unfastened and unzipped his slacks, allowing them to slide teasingly low on his hips. "I'm sure that's true, but there's a time and place for everything.."

Lavi bit his lip to stifle an unmanly whine, his hands itching to reach for his amused lover. "Well, I think the time is right this fucking second, and the place is somewhere just south of where I'm about to put my hands. If you don't hurry the hell up, I'm going to make you watch, Tyki."

Sighing in mock despair, the Noah kicked off his pants and undershorts, moving to rest between the redhead's eagerly spread legs. Dragging slow fingers over the smooth skin, he allowed the boy to take hold of his arms and pull him atop his equally naked body, pausing just above his parted lips. Smiling at the feel of the Exorcist's passion-quickened breath, he pressed a light kiss to his mouth. "Then by all means, let us proceed in a timely manner, Lavi."

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P - Praise:

"How's that?"

The older man's reply was low and somewhat garbled, his hands clenched deeply in the blankets to avoid seizing his lover's hair.

Smiling at the sound, Lavi repeated his slow lick with a contented purr. "Speak up, I can't hear you from all the way down here.. Should I come up there instead?"

Now the man did reach for him, the pronounced shake of his hands making the Exorcist's grin widen. "Don't you dare, Lovely.. I want you exactly where you are, doing exactly- Oh, my God.."

His words tapered off into incoherant moans that sounded somewhat like the name of the boy sprawled casually between his naked thighs, and he flushed deeply at the resulting chuckle even as his hips lifted away from the mattress in silent pleading.

Much, much later in the evening, he found himself wondering if the redhead truly understood the implication of his inability to respond with understandable words. Watching his kiss-swollen lips curve upward as he slept, he thought that surely he must.

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Q - Queasy:

Wiping his lover's forehead gently, Lavi bit his lip at the man's low groan of discomfort. "Tyki..? For what it's worth, I really am sor-"

The brunette waved a hand dismissively, the movement prompting a second sound. "It isn't your fault, Lovely. You didn't make me eat it.. Let's just not dwell on it, hm?"

The Exorcist nodded glumly, rewetting the cloth from the bowl of cool water on the nightstand. Wringing it out, he dabbed carefully along the man's neck and chest. "I know you're not really mad, but I'm mad at myself.. I know my cooking sucks, but I know you'll eat anything I make.. I should have known it wasn't right just by the color.."

Laughing quietly, the brunette took his hand, dropping the damp cloth back into the bowl to lace their fingers together loosely. "As should I, Lavi. But I don't mind being momentarily indisposed.. After all, I have a wonderful nursemaid to help me back to health."

Despite his lighthearted reply, the Noah swore to be far more discerning in his eating habits, especially when the cook was half-distracted from proper timing by someone's teasing at the opposite end of the kitchen.

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R - Rendezvous:

Glaring up from his place on the ground, Tyki wished for the tenth time that he'd chosen another bar to go to this evening. "As entertaining as this is, boy, I think you should leave well enough alone.. Do you enjoy starting drunken brawls with what other people think are perfectly normal human men?"

The Exorcist laughed at the faint slur in the other's voice, dispelling his weapon with a grim smile. "Oh, so you can't fight if your skin looks like mine? That's good to know.. Besides that, how about you stop pretending that four drinks is enough to put you under? I've been watching you for about two hours, and there's no way you're really that drunk."

The brunette sighed quietly, leaning against the the wall. "Was there something you needed, Exorcist? I've had quite a bit more than that since I got here, and I was starting to think of making my way home, to bed.. Unless you wish to join me there, our fascinating discussion will have to wait." He pushed himself to his feet with a minimum of wavering, eyebrows rising as the redhead stored his hammer with a smile. "What's this?"

Lavi snickered rudely, gesturing toward the street. "Sounds good.. I know the place you're staying, if you're having trouble remembering the way.."

Shaking his head, the Noah offered him a mocking arm. "It figures.. But we'll talk about that after we get there, hm?"

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S - Skirt:

"C'mon, I'm not saying it was bad... But it really DID look like a dress!"

The older man scowled at the laughing redhead, wondering if he should mention that the boy most likely needed lungs.

"It didn't. Dresses have tops, yes? I distinctly recall a bit of a breeze topside, Lovely."

The Exorcist snickered, waving off his paltry defense. "Ok, then what about the bottom? Pants underneath or not, that was definitely a skirt."

Sighing, Tyki silently cursed his former master for providing ammunition to his grinning companion, his ire raised by the obvious heat in his face. "You act as if I had any say in my choice of attire, Lavi.. But besides that, whose idea was it to put the chaps on the outsides of your pantslegs? And whyever in the world did you decide to wear them that way..?"

Lavi's smile faltered momentarily before returning full force. "That's easy.. Our Supervisor designs the uniforms, and he's a dirty old man. I wore it because it was comfy.. And you gotta admit, they make my ass look brilliant."

Glancing at the other surreptuously, Tyki found himself at a loss to continue his argument.

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T - Table:

Tyki stretched tiredly, hissing at the sting in his muscles. "Lavi, are you quite sure you're all right? You look a bit..."

The redhead groaned, muttering something unintellegible as he sat up. Wincing, he cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'm fine.. Great. Other than this knot in the middle of my back." Eyeing the older man closely, he laughed. "And the same question right back at you.. You're sitting there like you've got a couple of matching knots. Should we not try that again?"

Huffing good-naturedly, the brunette slid closer as he reached fo his fallen pants. "I think its safe to say I won't be defeated by the discomfort of the situation, Lovely.. But I believe most strongly that sexual relations and tables are a less favorable mix than you anticipated." Lighting a cigarette, he snorted. "At least, the aftermath of sex and tables, that is."

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U - Unfit:

Smiling faintly, Lavi tugged the sheets higher over his still-sleeping lover, his hand lingering when his knuckles brushed the rise of his tanned shoulder. "It's not going to be enough, is it?" He murmured, careful not to disturb the restful figure. "I'll come here, we'll do this, and in the morning.." He laughed to himself, reaching over to take his hastily-discarded bandanna from its place on the night table. Shoving it carelessly into a pocket, he forced himself to stand. "Neither of us is suited for love, are we? I can't feel it, and you can't feel it for me.. But neither one of us is ready to say so. Maybe I should just-"

"Stay."

Sucking in a surprised breath, he stared at the quietly watching Noah, his own eye wide. "I didn't mean to wake you.."

The brunette nodded, sliding up to rest against the headboard as he retrieved his cigarettes and a match. Lighting the end, he shook out the flame. "You don't mean to do a lot of things, Lavi.. Like making my choices for me, I'm sure you've never meant to do that." He gestured at the other's fully dressed figure, ducking his ashes carelessly. "Did you intend to deprive me of a proper farewell also? You speak of not returning.."

The Exorcist shook his head, sinking heavily onto the edge of the mattress. "I wouldn't do that. Besides.." He smiled slowly, leaning towards the man's invitingly lifted arm. "Neither of us is suited to goodbyes, either."

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V - Violent:

"I don't want to hurt you, Lavi.. Can you really not wait at all?"

The redhead shivered at the darkness in the man's tone, shaking his head slowly. "I really can't, Tyki. It'll be fine, I trust you.. Both parts of you."

Pushing down the urge to rake his nails over the boy's bare skin, the Noah nodded jerkily. "Then.. Come here, Lovely. Let's see if you're more justified than foolhardy."

Climbing onto the bed, Lavi wondered if the man knew of his own faint doubt, but then the other's darkened hands were on him, and he knew that no matter what may happen, they both needed this.

Leaning into the brunette's feverish caresses, he shuddered at the barely-contained roughness, his breath ragged as sharp teeth pressed against the rapid beat of his pulse. "Please.. You'll drive us both crazy if you try to hold back like this. Just let go, Tyki."

The man made a sound halfway between a growl and a moan, his face buried against the redhead's throat as he pushed firmly into the space between his knees. Rocking his hips meaningfully, he lifted his head for a kiss that tasted of smoke and copper. "I don't want to let go, Lavi.. I want to hold on so fucking tight-"

Nodding in breathless understanding, the boy wrapped unsteady arms around his lover, his reply barely audible through the pounding of both their hearts. "Then do it.. I won't let go, either."

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W - Willpower:

Resisting the urge to scream, Lavi took a deep breath before speaking to his lover, his voice hushed in an effort to maintain civility. "I swear to God, I'm going to kill you when this is over."

Tyki laughed quietly, his arms shaking as he held himself perfectly still. "Of course you will, Lovely.. But before that you'll be begging and moaning-"

The redhead cut him off with a warning growl, his knees digging sharply into the older man's sides as he lifted his hips meaningfully. "I might, but I'd do that anyway. Right now, you're just trying to prove a point and you don't have to!" Gripping the other's shoulders roughly, he shook his head. "I really will be mad if you stop like that again.. Who cares if you can outlast me, Tyki? I sure as hell don't."

The older man smiled down at him, his hips rocking forward as he resumed his interrupted rhythm. "Of course you care, Lovely.. After all, it was you that brought the subject to light, wasn't it?"

Closing his eye with a muffled exclamation of pleasure, the redhead averted his face sharply, his reply spoken through close-gritted teeth. "You're taking it the wrong.. way! I said you didn't have as much patience as me because you're always in a hurry to start!"

Nibbling at his lover's arched throat, Tyki hummed quietly, his movements steady. "And you're always in a hurry to finish, aren't you? Maybe next time you'll think before you speak, yes?"

Left speechless by the man's low statement, Lavi decided that next time it would be him showing his lover a thing or two about staying power.

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X - Xerothermic:

Tyki raised an eyebrow at his grinning lover, his disbelief plain. "That cannot be an actual word, Lovely."

The Exorcist's smile widened inexorably, his voice laced with humor at the other's reaction. "It is so! You can look it up if you want."

Grumbling, the brunette snatched the small book from the boy, flipping to a spot near the end. After several moments of silence, he sighed. "Spell it."

Laughing, the redhead relaxed into his seat. "Sure. X-E-R-O-T-H-E-R-M-I-C. It means-"

The older man closed the book quickly, shaking his head. "Yes, yes.. Dry and hot. Very clever." Tossing the object back onto the tabletop, he stood. "I'll get you for this later, Lavi. I promise."

Watching the Noah push his loose undershorts over his hips, the boy nodded eagerly. "Oh, I really hope you will.. God, I think I love Scrabble.."

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Y - Yogurt:

Tyki hissed sharply at the sensation of cold against his reddened skin, his shoulders hunched despite his lover's gentle touch. "Lovely, are you absolutely certain that this will help..? It feels rather.. Disgusting, and the smell-"

Lavi hummed an affirmative, smearing another dallop of the slightly acrid substance over the man's sensitive flesh. "It really will, Tyki.. Trust me, I know all about these kind of things." Wrinkling his nose to avoid scratching at the peeling skin, he smiled at the brunette's faint shudder. "Next time you feel drowsy, say so.. This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't fallen asleep laying there."

The older man grumbled halfheartedly, struggling to ignore the slimy feel of the supposed remedy as it slid wetly along his spine. "I've never really thought about it, Lavi.. I don' t think I've even had a sunburn in recent memory." He shuddered as the boy slicked his ribs carefully, swallowing an unmanly noise as the heat of his skin warmed the substance to near-liquidity. "That's quite enough, dear.. Now, how about we do a bit of reading..? Perhaps we'll come across some other cure for sunburn."

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Z - Zero:

Lavi closed his eye with a slow exhalation, struggling to relax himself as best he could. "I'm starting to think you want me to be on top, Tyki.. You're taking too long."

The older man shook his head patiently, his lips leaving the boy's chest as he smiled. "Not at all, Lovely.. I merely thought it would be nice to take my time when I'm able." Resuming his upward progression, he stopped to lavish a kiss atop the redhead's bare collarbone, his tongue tracing along the sweat-salty skin. "You really don't enjoy it, even the slightest bit..? I won't be like this again, if it truly disturbs you, Lavi."

The mournful cast of his eyes made the Exorcist squirm guiltily, even though he knew the expression to be half-contrived. "It isn't that, I just.. I want you. I'm sorry that I'm not as patient as you."

Tyki nodded slowly, his hands warm on the other's skin as he pressed gently against the place his lover most wanted him to touch. Relishing the shaky arch against his fingertips, he bent to kiss him with a low moan. "I know you do, Lavi.. But once we start, there'll be no time to do anything but feel." Sliding a second finger alongside the first, he hissed at the redhead's low cry as he curled them purposefully within him. "If I take my time now, I can feel, see, taste.. I can have everything, and so can you. Isn't that worth a bit more waiting?"

The Exorcist panted rapidly, his hands sinking into dark hair as carefully as his shivers allowed. "It is, but... Not too much more." Tugging him upward insistantly, he nuzzled against the man's cheek fondly. "I'll try not to rush you all the time, ok? Let's just see if that helps."

Laughing quietly, Tyki nodded. "All right.. But tell me, on a scale of one to ten, how much more can you stand now, Lovely?"

Later, he realized that the answer to his question should have been evident. Eyeing the torn remnants of his shirt that were still knotted around the headboard posts, he also realized that his lover meant it when he said that he lacked patience.

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hurray..

I return...

s3lfexpr3ssion — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 02:39:47 GMT

With another ficlette..

A Very Good Question

A DGM Lucky fic

By SisterWicked

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This is for a buddy, Voltairey, whom I had the occasion to lose a small bet to this past week.. Enjoy.

As usual, DO NOT ALERT/FAVE LIST THIS OR ANYTHING ELSE OF MINE WITHOUT COMMENTING. IT IS EXTREMELY RUDE AND WILL GET YOU A FLAME IN RESPONSE.

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Working holidays was, in Lavi's opinion, highly overrated.

Especially when said holiday just happened to be one of his personal favorites. Grumbling in mild irritation, he fished through the deep pockets of his jacket, pulling out a handful of assorted objects. Picking through scraps of paper, bits of string and seventeen cents in loose change, he selected a brightly-colored wrapper from the jumble, returning the rest to its place with a sigh.

Unwrapping his prize, he smiled briefly, leaning back against the so-far abandoned building that was his assignment for the night. "Probably another dead end.. But at least it fits the day."

Glancing over his shoulder, he shivered at the silent graveyard that surrounded him, wondering if there might be any truth to the reports that Innocence was kept within the mausoleum at his back. The Finders all swore that the door opened by itself at the stroke of midnight, revealing the dank interior alight with the bright green that signified the presence of God's matter.

"Shoulda brought more candy.." He mused, raising the last of his stash to his mouth. "Gonna be a long night if there's nothing in there.." Closing his eyes to better savor the sweetness of the treat, he jumped at the quiet sound of laughter just beside him. "Shit!"

"Such language.. Your friends would be so disappointed in you, Exorcist."

Fumbling for his hammer, the redhead whirled to face the familiar voice, glaring up at the dark-clothed figure angrily. "Just great, and here I thought all the weirdos would be busy handing out candy.. What the fuck are you wearing?"

The older man stepped further into the area lit by the boy's dim lantern, holding out his arms with a mocking grin. "Hm? It is the custom for tonight, yes? I could hardly be myself.." Ignoring the redhead's angry growl, he turned to the side, glancing down at himself seriously. "I think it rather suits me.. But then again, most things do."

Pointing squarely at the amused man's chest, Lavi cleared his throat roughly. "I don't know where you got it, but you take it off right this second. Take it off!"

Lifting an eyebrow, the brunette smirked. "It's only a jacket, boy.. Besides, where's your sense of humor? You must admit, it isn't something I'd normally wear." Patting himself thoughtfully, he pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes from one silver-buttond pocket, lighting one with a contented hum. "Don't fret, its only an immitation.. Something Rhode found amusing. Your friend with the sword has one that's much the same, doesn't he? Personally I think I do it more justice, but perhaps I'm biased."

Ignoring his better judgement, Lavi stepped forward with a growl. "You look the same in that as you do everything else, Noah. Evil and crappy." Snorting at the other's indignant sound, he shook his head. "You should have picked something more your age anyway.. Like Dracula maybe. That's more fitting, seeing how he's just as ancient and evil as you are."

If not for the fact that the man could easily have pulled out his heart, his expression would almost have been humorous. "I most certainly am not ancient, boy. Your lack of an eye leaves some doubt to your opinion." Waving a hand at the building he hummed quietly. "Incidently, you're wasting your time if the Order sent you here about the Innocence in there.. I took it this afternoon. Rather nice timing, considering I beat you to it by no more than an hour."

Clenching his hands, the Exorcist scowled. "It's almost midnight, stupid. That's hardly 'an hour'." Watching the older man carefully, he backed toward the wall again, shifting his grip on the hammer. "If it's gone, why are you still here? Nothing better to do than hang out with the rest of the spooks?"

He would have continued, but the brunette cut him off with a snort. "I say an hour because it was that long before you stepped off your train, boy.. And I have things I could be doing, but I thought that perhaps tonight would avail me of a singularly interesting diversion from the norm." Following the redhead's gradual retreat, he halted when the boy's back met the junction of the building and the cemetary's surrounding wall. "Hm.. You've run out of room. Will you fight me, Exorcist? You can't possibly win.."

Lavi colored angrily at his dismissal of his fighting abilities, straightening his shoulders. "What else would I do, ask you to go trick-or-treating with me? Nobody'd give us anything after seeing how old you are." Expecting the man to retort with violence, he frowned when the other began digging through his pockets, his face incredulous as the brunette smirked, producing a handful of familiar objects after a short search. "You've got to be kidding me."

The Noah laughed aloud, holding out his hand almost gleefully. "Would you like some, boy? You seem to have dropped yours earlier.." He nodded at the hastily discarded sweet nearby, shaking his head in mock sadness. "Such a waste.. But you can have these, if you can remember the magic words..?"

Blinking dumbly, Lavi shook his head. "You really are crazy.. Do you actually think I'd take candy from a Noah? You probably poisoned it!"

The older man huffed at the accusation, selecting a piece at random and unwrapping it. "Suit yourself, then.. Perhaps I did, and I'll keel over right here, hm?" Popping the candy into his mouth, he sighed contentedly, chewing with exaggerated pleasure at the taste. "Mm. Too bad, I seem very much alive after all. If you're sure you aren't interested, I could let you spend the rest of your holiday cursing the lack of company.." He snorted at the redhead's almost mournful expression, noting his diminished ire. "Come, now.. What would one little piece hurt? It's very good.."

Scowling warily, the Exorcist raised one hand, ready to move in an instant if the other's intentions proved false. "Fine, if you'll leave after I take it." Motioning impatiently, he frowned. "Well? Give it to me."

The older man's smile widened as he stepped closer, his voice teasing. "Ah-ah.. That's not the way you're supposed to ask, is it? Remember your holiday manners, boy.."

Sighing, the redhead nodded. "Yeah, whatever.. Trick or treat..?"

Before he could bring his hand down, the brunette moved forward rapidly, his weight pressing the slighter form flush against the wall as he bent his head. "For being so obliging, you can have one of each." Ignoring the boy's shocked gasp, he covered his mouth with his own, the touch both demanding and gentle as his hand sank into the hair at the back of the Exorcist's head for leverage.

Nibbling at his lower lip, he licked briefly over the stinging skin before repeating the act deliberately, taking advantage of the boy's shocked sound to gain entry to his mouth. Exploring the faintly sweet surface of his teeth and tongue, he hummed in satisfaction at the redhead's shaky whimper, pulling away with a satisfied sigh. "Enjoy the rest of your holiday, Little One."

With that, he vanished, leaving the Exorcist slumped breathlessly against the wall.

Staring at the colorfully-wrapped candies in his palm, Lavi shook his head in bewildered confusion. "...Which one was which..?"

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Hee hee.. So it didn't really hit the needed 1500.. Any complaints?

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Regression Chapter 2

s3lfexpr3ssion — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 02:24:29 GMT

Hooray.

Regression

A DGM Lucky Fic

By SisterWicked

Chapter 2

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Well, this is awkward.. I really, really wanted to have this done in time, but it looks like I'm a tad bit late.

Besides my slowness and failness, happy belated birthday, Booky. Enjoy the badness :P

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Lavi had always hated trying to sleep on trains.

The constant motion and clamor was too disturbing, especially after spending so many years rooming in with his teacher, who was surely the quietest person he'd ever known. Shifting in mild discomfort, he sighed at the low murmur of the passengers in the next car, the woman's voice scandalized and giggly as her male companion urged her to join him in something obviously more entertaining than a card game to pass the time.

The reminder of his own diversion left him momentarily red-faced, the seatspring digging into his back forgotten at the thought of what was to come. Though he knew the old man firmly believed that a Bookman had no need for affection, he'd always entertained the notion that the man was somehow less than totally unaffected by their long association, perhaps even fond of his young charge, but after the shocking claim leveled by his supposed enemy, he wondered if that were even remotely possible.

'If he gave a damn about me, how could he just take something like that and hide it from me? Erasing the memories that hurt me is one thing, but removing a happy memory..? He'd have to have taken the entire year, the mission, everything.. All that work, why would he have just let it go to waste..?'

Annoyed at the roundabout circling of his thoughts, he frowned. Bookman never did anything without a reason, so there had to be some excuse for so drastic a course of action. Closing his eye, he lifted a hand to the ever-present eyepatch, fingering the strap idly as he strove to find a comfortable position on the narrow seat. There was a slim chance that the Noah had been lying, that he'd gained access to certain bits of the older Bookman's mind, but that couldn't explain his own reaction to the man's story.

Biting his lip, he remembered how simple it had been to imagine the older man knowing him, sharing his secrets and even-

He shook his head at the rush of heat in his cheeks, his fingers pausing at the seam of his eye covering as he shivered. No, the Bookman's knowledge couldn't have made him react as he had, any more than it could have made the brunette's soft kisses strike so deep a chord in him. He'd learned early to force down every sign of his emerging self-awareness, from the giddy thrill at his progressing maturity to the furtive hints of appreciation for the physical charms of others, even the startling knowledge that male forms could be as attractive as female ones.

Tyki had brought those hidden things to light with no more than a saddened look and the gentlest of urgings, something that should have been near-impossible without some degree of leverage.. But why would he have gone to the trouble of creating such a story, with details that could have gone untended and ignored? The redhead massaged his temples tiredly, taking a look at the facts in as much a whole as he could.

The man knew things that could easily have been taken by force from someone who knew the boy well.

He also knew things that no one else could have told him.

The picture, while admittedly flimsy as proof of deep attachment, could have been faked.

The almost-memory of why it hung where it did could not.

He had no memory of the older man's touch, or the sensation of his kisses, but...

They'd been inexplicably welcome, astonishingly enough considering just who it was doing the touching, and though he should have been frightened and enraged at the man's boldness, there had been only a moment of hesitation on his part.

This was getting him nowhere.

Laughing at his frustration, he turned onto his stomach, wincing at the press of the thinly-covered springs against his skin. Pillowing his head atop one arm, he sighed. Did he really want to give away his future as a Bookman to keep the promise supposedly made by another person?

A fleeting image of the Noah's hopeless expression made him flinch, leaving him with little doubt that no matter how foolish a thing it was, he intended to see it through to the end. If the elder Bookman had sealed away his memories of the man, he meant to have every instant of them back, to sort through the tangled half-familiar and alien bits until something logical emerged. If the picture was clearly lain out to give proof to the other's story, the choice would make itself.

He couldn't remember wanting such a thing before, no matter how hard he tried, but the idea was considerably more appealing than what he now had, a life of gathering information and recording it for people who wouldn't even know his name..

His name.

The thought brought him half-upright with a muffled curse, his hands drawn into shaking fists.

Tyki had called him by the name he now used, not the one he remembered as being his before joining the order.

Bookman would have begun preparing him for his new persona as soon as the old one was to be done away with, and no one but he and his apprentice could have known what and who he would be afterwards.

When had he become Lavi?

Stiffening faintly, he realized that he couldn't recall. Throwing himself into the techniques learned over a decade of serious training, he was stunned when the attempt brought only a hazy memory of a boatride through a darkened tunnel, and his teacher resorting to an off-cast name to catch his attention.

If they'd made preparations to enter the Black Order, been tested to prove they could conform to Innocence.. He would have known who 'Lavi' was. He would have taken days to memorize every aspect of who the name belonged to, from his hobbies to his affectations. No part of the persona's life would have been overlooked.

He hadn't known himself.

Tyki had told the truth.

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He spent the rest of the trip mulling over his belated discovery, half curious and half enraged. The time he'd lost was a source of endless hows and whys, but the thought that Bookman had made such a glaring mistake..

Whatever the reason, the fact that his teacher was not infallible left him with a disturbing question. If he'd acted in haste once, how many other times had he been wrong? Had the things he'd taught his apprentice likewise been compromised by the older man's own personality?

Lavi forced himself to be objective in his judgements, but did the much older and more experienced man have his own moments of doubt? He showed no outward signs of such a thing, but after taking the current situation into account.. The Exorcist sighed at the now doubled burden of his thoughts, very nearly missing the conductor's faint knock to announce their impending arrival at his stop. Thanking the man distractedly, he gathered his few belongings, making his way toward the front of the car.

Standing on the station platform, he waited impatiently as his Finder asked the ticket clerk to summon a carriage. The man was nice enough, but he had the unfortunate affliction of feeling the need to fill every moment of silence with talk, usually about something offensive. At the moment, he seemed to have found a kindred spirit in the bored desk worker, the sound of their laughter grating on the Exorcist's nerves as a few stray words caught his attention.

"..must be fucking queers. I mean, who else would hole themselves up in a place like that, knowing there aren't any goodlooking women there at all? I go out every chance I get, but they don't.. Like this one, he doesn't do anything but read and flirt with everything that walks, it's obviously a cover."

Lavi braced himself, anticipating the rush of his temper at the man's crass statement, but instead there was only a moment of irritation at his gossip. Lifting a hand to the still-tender mark at his throat, he snorted.

"If you're done fantasizing about my sex life, could we go? I think the guys are planning an underwear party tonight."

The two stared at him in disbelieving shock, the Finder turning an unattractive shade of puce before replying. "The carriage isn't due for another half hour, Exorcist-san."

The redhead gestured at the thinning fog absently. "It would take that and fifteen minutes to walk to Headquarters.. How about you just stay here with your buddy and I'll catch you later? Don't worry, I'll turn in the report myself, and I'll be sure to tell Komui that you think his sister's a hag while I'm at it."

Smirking at his horrified expression, the Exorcist lifted his suitcase, making his way to the platform edge with a slightly more relaxed outlook on his arrival. Perhaps he could hold his temper with the old man, if he hadn't killed his overly mouth Finder. Descending the steps, he followed the walkway to the street, heading in the direction of the Order's London Branch.

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Though he knew there would be questions concerning his early return to Headquarters, he hadn't expected someone to be waiting for him at the door, the Gatekeeper's visible unease revealing the person to be none other than Allen Walker.

Wincing slightly, the redhead slowed his approach, hoping to give the impression of weariness. Smiling at the younger boy's enthusiastic wave, he wondered how pleased the other Exorcist would be once the truth came to light. After all, the man he.. Loved..? Had torn the Innocence from Allen's body in the not-too-distant past, leaving him for dead with a seeping hole chewed through his very heart.

"Been waiting long?" He hoped his voice sounded as tired as he wished it to, but the other's smile never faltered as he shook his head.

"Not really, maybe a half hour." Reaching for the redhead's travel case, the British boy tipped his head toward the waiting Gatekeeper. "It makes him nervous, I think.. But I'm not going to laugh until he lets me back in."

Stifling a snicker at the other's momentary lapse into sadism, Lavi smiled up at the stone guardian. "Open says me? I'd like to get in before the Apocalypse, if you could.." The door opened smoothly on it's well-worn hinges, allowing the two to enter before it swung shut with a resounding bang that never failed to resemble the closing of some ancient tomb. Glancing down at his still-smiling companion, the redhead took note of the carefully-veiled question in his expression.

"Something on your mind, Moyashi-chan?" He grinned at the shorter boy's mild frown at the nickname, crossing the entryway with exaggerated patience. "The old man says I have an answer for everything, so ask away."

Motioning to an unoccupied bench near the rear door, Allen waited for the older boy to sit, joining him after setting aside the other's luggage. "Was there a problem with the mission? The Finder? You don't look like you're hurt, but you came up alone.. He didn't get hurt, did he? I hate that, because sometimes you can't take care of them and they get in the way.."

The British Exorcist winced at his own rambling, waving a hand. "I don't mean to pry, I just wondered if everything was all right.. You've never rushed back this early, so I thought maybe something bad had happened."

Leaning against the bench's low back, Lavi shook his head. "Its all right. I've been asking myself a lot of question lately."

Seeing the boy's confused look, he sighed. "Have you ever been in love, Allen? I mean, really, really in love?"

The younger Exorcist blinked at the question, his eyes wide as he shook his head silently.

Lavi smiled faintly, expecting the answer. "I was. Before I came here." He straightened, tipping his head back to rest against the wall. "And.. I think I still am. I don't know what's gonna happen now, but I'm here to tell the old man to let me go." Hearing the other's quick breath, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "Go ahead and ask.. But you won't like the answer."

The boy hummed curiously, his head tilted in a way that made him resemble something small and furry. "Is it... Someone I know? Someone here..? Are they leaving too?"

Laughing quietly, Lavi shook his head. "It's someone we all know, but not from here. If I tell you, it'll probably be the last thing I get to say to you as a friend." Steeling himself, he took a breath to continue. "It's-"

"One of our enemies. The Order's enemies. Which one is it, then?"

Stunned at the lack of hostility in the boy's tone, Lavi sat up with a surprised noise, his eye wide. "How-"

Allen smiled knowingly, shaking his head. "Because any other time you'd be happy. If it were someone else, you'd have told everyone." He watched the older boy fidget, sighing. "If I had more time, I could probably even figure out who. You like the older type, right? And it wouldn't be someone plain or regular, you wouldn't give up your life here for anything but a completely outstanding person." Laughing suddenly, he leaned close. "Answer me one question before I guess. It's a man, isn't it?"

Still astonished at the boy's apparent approval, he nodded dumbly, his mouth suddenly dry as the white-haired Exorcist snorted.

"Then it's simple. The one you're leaving for is Tyki Mikk. I don't blame you for keeping it a secret, but how did you manage it, Lavi? It's been close to three years since you came here.."

Shaking his head rapidly, the redhead lowered his voice. "I didn't! I didn't even remember until I saw him while I was out-" Taking a breath, he forced himself to relax. "Bookman took my memories, Allen. A whole year of them, and I didn't even know.. I'm here to make him give them back. I couldn't believe it when Tyki started telling me about what we.." He paused, gesturing helplessly. "You think I'm stupid, don't you? To take his word for it and give everything away."

For a long minute, the smaller boy was silent, his expression unreadable. At last, he smiled. "You're a lot of things, Lavi, but stupid isn't one of them. If you really believe him, then you're doing the right thing." Frowning suddenly, he caught the redhead's arm tightly. "No one else knows, right? Do you know where he'll be, after you leave? I've got a pretty strong hunch that the higher ups aren't going to take this very well.. Bookman's not due back til this evening, do you have your things ready?"

Surprised, Lavi shook his head. "No, I didn't think there would be time to take anything with me.. I figured the same thing, and it's hard to run with a room full of stuff." Allen scowled faintly, tugging his arm as he rose from his seat.

"I'll help you get the important things ready. You shouldn't have to leave everything behind, Lavi." Pulling the taller boy along behind him, he led the way to the stairs, glancing around quickly before continuing. "I can't go with you, but I'll do everything I can to help you get out safely.. Komui-san can probably make sure you won't be followed right away, too." Halting at the top of the stairs, he sighed. "Don't let them take your Innocence, either. Keep it in case you have to fight-"

Lavi shook his head in alarm, pulling his arm free. "If I take it, they'll never leave us alone, you know that! It hurts Tyki to be near it, too." Stilling the other's protest with a look, he pressed on. "Part of the reason I'm happy to go is there won't be anymore fighting, Allen."

The younger boy scowled, his jaw set stubbornly. "Komui-san told me that Innocence won't conform to another user if it's original accommodator is still alive, Lavi. If you aren't a Bookman, they'll treat you just like the other Exorcists.. As long as there's an Innocence that reacts to you, they'll be trying to force you back." He winced at the redhead's startled curse. "They might use you to get to him, too.. What will you do, if they send someone after you and you can't fight? He could lose control and kill them, do you want that?"

The older boy paled, swallowing heavily. "What if its you, Allen? Or Yuu.. They'd send someone strong enough to fight a Noah once they knew, and there aren't many that could do that." Clenching his hands, he growled in annoyance. "I'm going to put him in danger, aren't I? Because I'm that fucking selfish.."

"So is he."

The younger boy's words brought him to a halt, his eye wide. "What? No, he didn't-"

Allen waved a hand briskly, his face serious. "You said you didn't know. He came after you, didn't he? He could have left it alone, but he wanted to have you back." Smiling faintly, he shook his head. "It's supposed to be like that, I think.. That's probably why I haven't been in love, I'm just not selfish enough." For a moment, he almost looked wistful, but the expression passed as he continued. "Make it worth it, Lavi. If you're going to do this, do it with everything you've got."

The redhead nodded firmly, pushing down his lingering unease. "Oh, I'm going to. He waited this long, so I kinda owe it to him to make a good attempt, don't I?" He forced a smile, ignoring his remaining doubts. "For me, too. It wouldn't be right to treat it like a fling, not when I'm giving up the life I made here.. I think I'll miss having friends, though."

The smaller boy stiffened abruptly, his gaze so angry that Lavi thought he might actually strike him. "Miss it? Why would you miss it if you aren't losing it? I'll still be your friend, Lavi! If anyone stops caring about you because of this, they weren't your friend in the first place!" He raised his head to stare the taller Exorcist full in the face, his eyes narrowed in anger. "I don't think it matters who you love, Lavi. There isn't one person here that wants to spend the rest of their life alone, fighting and killing every day! If you want something better for yourself, you've the same right as anyone else to have it. Isn't that right, Kanda?"

He glared at a spot just beyond the redhead's shoulder, his eyebrows drawn challengingly even as the older boy whipped around with a startled curse.

"Yuu-chan? Um, hey, how's it going?" He winced at the too-eager pitch of his voice, preparing to move at the slightest deepening of the other boy's frown. "Wow, this is a little awkward.."

The samurai shook his head in disgust, ignoring the redhead's faltering grin. "Moyashi, are you trying to make the rabbit even stupider? We don't need you to start teaching sensitivity classes." Glaring from one to the other, he snorted. "So, you're deserting. Any reason I shouldn't kick your sorry ass and drag you down to our idiot supervisor's office?"

Huffing belligerently, the white haired boy took a step forward. "Because it'll be two on one if you try. If you eavesdropped for the whole conversation, you should know he's got a good reason to leave." Ignoring the other's dismissive gesture, he moved closer. "If he's your friend, you should want him to be happy. Don't give me that look, either. If he isn't, he's the closest thing you have to one."

The older Exorcist glared at him in annoyance, ignoring the redhaired source of their argument. "There's no good reason to shirk your duty, Moyashi. He's not like the other people here, but that's no excuse to sneak away when there's work to be done." Turning to look at the boy in question, he chuckled darkly. "Do you think you're my friend, Lavi? I've never heard of a friend who would abandon their job for a quick roll in the hay-"

Before he could continue, the redhead strode forward with a thunderous scowl, his hands clenched at his sides in readiness for battle. "Don't go there, Yuu. I've spent my whole life working for everyone else, and it got me nowhere! The one person I trusted more than any of you stole a part of my life, and took away a piece of someone else's with it! For what? History? We aren't supposed to interfere with anything, but what else could you call that? If he did it once, who knows how many other things went wrong without me knowing?" He faced the samurai defiantly, holding his place despite the warningly narrowed eyes.

"I never chose this. If Linali wanted to leave, would you be so hateful of her? She was forced, too." Gesturing at the other's sheathed weapon, he shook his head. "You can put Mugen away, anytime you want to. What about the ones who can't? Look at Allen, and Linali now! They won't ever be able to do that, they can't do anything but carry the burden until they die." Sighing loudly, he tugged his own Innocence free of it's holster, brandishing the small form before the still frowning Asian.

"How stupid would I look, letting this rule my life, Yuu? It doesn't think, or feel.. It doesn't care who it hits. I used to be like that, too. Not anymore." Replacing the hammer carefully, he laughed. "It's the damnedest thing, too. Part of the reason I don't feel guilty for wanting a life of my own is you. You're trapped here just like everyone else, but no one tells you how to live, do they? I respected you for that, being your own person even if you were dictated to twenty-four seven."

Shrugging, he stepped back toward the younger Exorcist, motioning to the hall. "Let's just go, Allen. Something else I admired about Yuu was how hard he held onto what he thought was right.. He'll get over it or he won't, I can't make him do anything and neither can you." Firming his resolve, he turned his back on the other boy, walking away without waiting to see if the British Exorcist had followed.

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After carefully deciding what to take and what could be left, Lavi slumped tiredly onto his bed. Likewise, the white haired Exorcist joined him, his expression faintly amused.

"You have a lot of... stuff, Lavi. I'm afraid to even ask what some of it is." Gesturing at the two small travel cases nearby, he smiled. "At least you have clothes and some other things to take with you, though. I won't ask where you're going from here, but try to find a way to keep in touch, ok? Everyone's going to miss having you around to cheer us up."

Lavi grinned, nodding. "I will. It might be a while, but I'll see what I can work out." Standing, he stretched until his back popped audibly, grimacing. "Ugh.. I really hate trains. Besides that, thanks. You'll explain to the people who matter, won't you? I don't want to start any trouble until I'm long gone-"

He froze at the quiet click of the door latch, his eye widening at the unexpected appearance of his soon to be former master. Following his line of sight, Allen also rose, his stance slightly wary as he moved just far enough to one side to be of help, should things not go as well as he hoped they would.

The old man glanced at him dismissively, regarding the redhead with a stern look. "Where are you going, Lavi? There's no mission assigned to you, yet you seem to be prepared for a journey of some distance." Taking in the anxious posture and expression of his pupil, he frowned. "Explain yourself, at once."

Shaking off his nerves, the Exorcist straightened. "I'm not the one who needs to explain. Why did you tamper with me?" Swallowing heavily, he fought to keep his voice too low to carry through the echoing stone, despite his growing anger at the older man's serene face. "You took something very important from me, and I want it back before I go. Give me back the year that you stole from me, Bookman."

The Chinese Exorcist's eyes hardened noticeably, his mouth thinning into a frown. "Stole, you say? I've taken nothing that you needed, Apprentice." Waving a hand at the watching Allen, he snorted. "The things you would discuss have no place in the workings of the Order. Have you forgotten that we never share the secrets we've learned, Lavi?"

Stiffening, Lavi snorted angrily. "We aren't supposed to meddle in people's lives, either! You don't mind a little when it suits you, though, do you? It wasn't just me, you took something from Tyki, too! All this damn time, he's been waiting for me and I never knew! It doesn't matter now, because he found me." Nodding shortly, he pointed at the waiting suitcases. "He told me what happened, and its too convenient to be a lie! He knows things that no one else could have told him, and I remember parts of it now! You can't force me to stay here anymore, I won't work with a person that I can't trust with my own mind. For once in your life, have a fucking heart. Give me back my memories."

The older man drew himself up as if the boy had struck him, his face stern. "You speak of it as if you were forced, Lavi. Nothing was taken that you wished to keep." He folded his arms, his hands concealed within the voluminous sleeves of his coat. "When you asked to have your mind closed to him, I warned you that such a thing is an imperfect solution."

Growling angrily, the redhead clenched his hands into fists. "That's a lie! I would never have asked for that, we were-"

Bookman shook his head implacably, for the first time expressing some hint of regret. "You were young, and foolish. You doubted your ability to keep yourself above partiality on that man's behalf. I also believed it to be unlikely." Walking toward the spluttering redhead, he met the boy's narrowed eye calmly. "You became immersed in your assignment, Lavi. You asked for release, and I granted it despite my reservations. Would you have it undone, then? I told you that the consequences would be most... Unpleasant." Scowling at the boy's obvious confusion, he shook his head. "Idiot boy.. To restore one such memory is to restore all things closed by the same technique. You would remember everything you've forgotten."

Nodding at the redhead's pale face, he sighed. "This is why I told you to be certain, Lavi. Do you still wish to know?"

Swallowing roughly, the Exorcist nodded, his jaw set in determination. "I have to. Please, Gra- Bookman, he's waiting for me." Glancing at the confused Allen, he smiled faintly. "I don't care if he stays, just.. Get it over with."

The elder straightened, inclining his head. "As you wish. Come closer, Lavi.. This is a thing meant to be kept secret." Waiting for the other to bend his head, he began to speak, the words too soft to carry beyond the raptly listening redhead. The language was unmistakably that of the Bookman clan, but a dialect far older and more formal than the two conversed in amongst themselves.

At first there was only a momentary dizziness, and the younger boy shook his head to clear the building sense of unease that settled over him. Closing his eye, he swayed unsteadily as the dizziness became outright disorientation, the quiet sounds of the building around him fading into the background as the older Bookman's voice commanded his full attention despite the surge of almost-nausea brought on by his low words.

As the Chinese man continued to speak, Lavi became aware of an outward press against the boundary of his recollections, a feeling not unlike a dam waiting to burst under an unexpected torrent. When the older Exorcist halted his recitation, Lavi took a choked breath, stunned by the lancet of pain that blossomed behind his temples.

The sensation of wrongness grew steadily more profound, and with a muffled curse he sank to one knee, his eye widening as long-buried images took shape in luridly brilliant detail. Screaming, he clutched his head as the scenes filled his mind, the remembered stench of blood and scorched metal leaving him breathless even as the memory deepened into a nightmare of flames, rent bodies and a child's terror.

Starting forward quickly, Allen stilled at the older man's curt wave. "Do not interfere. He must bear it, or go mad." Shaking his head, he turned to the door, crossing the room with deliberate steps. "I will inform the Supervisor that Lavi is no longer in my charge. You would do well to see him off as quickly and quietly as possible, when he comes to.. Good Evening, Mr. Walker." Without a second look at his crouched apprentice, he left, closing the door firmly behind him.

At a loss, Allen stared from the door to the fallen Exorcist, his eyes wide as the boy's cries became ragged, his hands still buried in his hair as he drew himself into a ball. Mentally raging at the apparent desertion of the older man, he knelt beside his now-sobbing friend, carefully wrapping him in a tight hug. Urging him to relax, he murmured comfortingly, wondering what the older boy had remembered that would reduce him to such a state.

Feeling him stiffen, he drew back just in time to avoid an unfortunate collision with the redhead's flushed face, his arms dropping to his sides as he sat back awkwardly. "Oh, are you all right now..? I didn't mean to.." Breaking off, he frowned at the other's dazed expression, waving a hand in front of his face. "Lavi? What is it?"

The older boy shook his head slowly, swiping at his dampened cheeks. "I did it." He muttered woodenly, leaning away from the other Exorcist. "They- My family died because of me."

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Hooray. Final chapters to follow soon. As always, do not fave/alert list me without commenting first, or I'll send you a rather nasty PM. Happy birthday, Booky!!

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Bingo entry...

s3lfexpr3ssion — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 20:16:26 GMT

First submission for the kink!bingo on LJ/DW..
Rating: M.
Pairing: Lucky, of course.
Kink: Film/Photography

Likeness

A DGM Lucky fic

By SisterWicked

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"...How much longer? It's cold in here.."

The brunette glanced quickly at his furiously blushing lover, amused at his quiet grumbling. "It's no cooler than it ever was, Lavi.. And pardon my saying so, but you're far too red to be cold." He quickly dodged a pillow meant for his head, laughing. "Surely you aren't camera shy?"

The redhead scowled at him from his place atop the black-covered bed. "You never told me why we're doing this, you know. What do you need pictures for, when you see me every day?"

Tyki smirked, bending to check the focus and angle of the lens, minutely adjusting the camera's placement. "Why does one need pictures at all, Lovely? Let's just say it's for my.. personal enjoyment, hm?" Straightening, he nodded in satisfaction. "There we are.. Give us a smile, Lavi."

Immediately, the boy's knees drew up close to his body, his hands crossing defensively across his bare chest. "Oh, God.. You're really serious! Where would you even hang a picture like that, the foyer? No way."

The older man sighed patiently, waving a hand at the boy's flushed figure. "I hardly think I'd hang it anywhere.. I told you, it would only be for me." He affected an air of injured dignity, shaking his head. "Is it too much to ask, Lavi? I'd let you take one of me, if you wanted it.."

The redhead winced, then forced down the faint sense of guilt. "Of course you would, you're the pervert who wants to take naked pictures of people in the first place!"

Tyki shook his head with a genuine smile, beckoning the Exorcist closer. "Not people, Lovely.. Just you." Reaching forward, he stroked the boy's bare side lingeringly. "And why wouldn't I? You're exactly as I call you, especially like this.." He trailed his fingers slowly over the other's hip and thigh, humming to himself. "I'm the only one who ever sees you this way, without the cumbersome trappings and adornments that only detract from your natural comeliness."

He paused at the point of the boy's bent knee, regarding him seriously. "Would you deny me such a small reminder, Lavi? Believe me, you've nothing to be ashamed of.." He supressed a chuckle at the Exorcist's renewed blush, raking his eyes over the lightly tanned expanse of his skin. "Should I have said please?"

Slumping in defeat, Lavi shook his head. "All right, but just one. And nobody will ever see it. Right, Tyki?"

The man nodded gleefully, stepping back with an affirmative. "Absolutely. Now, would you prefer the front or the back?" Taking hold of his shirtfront, he worked the buttons through their holes deftly. Shrugging the garment off, he laughed at the boy's surprised expression. "Suddenly it's rather warm in here.. Besides that, I doubt you'll want to be the only unclothed person in the bedroom, yes?"

Raising an eyebrow, the Exorcist turned to face the headboard, glancing backward over one shoulder. "This is just fine. Now, hurry up before I change my mind."

The brunette hummed in agreement, taking a last glimpse through the viewfinder. "Very fine indeed.. No talking now, it takes ten seconds." Waiting for the boy to settle himself, he pulled the cap from the lens barrel, his smile widening at the redhead's vivid blush. "Ten.. Nine.. Eight.. Seven.."

Lavi fought down the urge to cover himself, his breathing hitched at the openly lustful expression on his lover's face. The man's eyes were hungry in a way that made him wonder if it was the suggestive pose or the situation that dominated his reaction, and he was astonished to find that he didn't really care which it was. What mattered was the catch in the other's voice as he counted, and the rapidly shifting color of his heavy gaze, along with the barely-noticeable unsteadyness of the hand that still held the thick lens cover.

"Two.. One. Just a moment.." Carefully replacing the lens cap, the Noah cleared his throat, smiling up at the relieved Exorcist. "Well, with that out of the way.."

Measuring his reaction closely, Lavi smiled in return. "Should I stay like this, since you like it so much..? Don't bother with the lights, maybe you won't feel the need for pictures if you can see what you're doing.."

The older man nodded rapidly, phasing his remaining clothing through his body with a low laugh. "Perhaps.. Let's see if we can do something about the temperature, hm?"

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Well, That's one.. Hopefully the other four will be much less FAIL.

Yey.