Title: Pet
Coupling: Tyki x Allen
Summary: (Set in my RP world. Slightly futuristic.)Tyki is a rich CEO for the Black Ark Co., and his 24th birthday has arrived! With his new found BDSM craze, how will he react when he's given a submissive humanoid for a gift?
Warning: This fic contains YAOI (boyxboy love), so if you do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT enjoy YAOI, LEAVE. Don't read what you don't like, idiot.
Now, if you DO like yaoi, ENJOY! =D
(This fic contains bondage, master/slave scenarios, and graphic scenes in later chapters. Not for under-aged readers, even though I know some of you Anons out there are… ;D Dub-con, toys, spanking- the good stuff!)
'words': thoughts.
'words': normal.
'words': humanoid speak.
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Me (Allen): MY GOD, I'M ALIVE!
Tyki: Pfft, slacker.
Me: SHUT UP, TYKI! *glares at him a bit* you KNOW I've had things happening!
Tyki: Uh huh, just like you playing Star Ocean: The Last Hope for 6 hours straight everyday is "things". *scoffs*
Me: *kicks Tyki in the place where the sun don't shine* Bastard…anyways, hey people! Sorry, I haven't been posting anything. I really HAVE been busy, despite what some people SAY- *glare at Tyki* -, so, I've started a new fic! And, as you can see- *spins around, shows self as Allen Walker* -I'm going to be the Uke! Hehe! ^-^
Tyki: *grunts and stands* Che, bitch…
Me: *eyes snap his way, snaps fingers and a boulder that says "debts" in kanji drops unto him* ^-^ ON TO THE FIC!
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THUD… A grunt was heard from under the thick comforter-blanket, the mass underneath shifting to peek a golden eye through a small hole in the fabric. 10:15 A.M. … 'Augh, I swear to God, this is the LAST time I listen to Lavi when he says we should party about winning stocks…!' the figure groaned as it sat up, the comforter dropping to pool around its waist. A chiseled, well-built tan chest heaved out in annoyance, the muscles flexing as an arm attached to a dark tanned hand moved up to run through soft, wavy black hair. Closed eyelids slide open to reveal deep, golden pools, they scan the room around. Pulling the covers away, the male stood and stretched, the muscles rippling once again. 'Alright, better get going…' the man sighed exasperatedly. Walking to a wide, white closet on the right side of the large, luxury room, he pulled open the sliding door, revealing rows upon rows of clothes. Raising an elegant brow in quick thought, he pulled out a neat black suit and a gold tie that matched his eyes perfectly, along with a pair of black dress shoes. After a hot shower and the usual hygiene run-through, he dressed, looking himself over in the mirror. A few silent moments of staring at himself, he smirked devilishly, tilting his head back. "Tyki, you fine, fine man you…I look GOOD!" He laughed afterwards, turning and grabbing his suit coat, then leaving his bedroom.
While passing the guest bedroom, his eyes moved over to spot a small, plastic ring on the floor. His eyes flickered perversely, and he reached down to pick up the cock-ring. He smirked to himself, remembering the one-night-stand that he had so much fun playing with last night. Tossing the toy into a box near his plush sofa, he sighed. No matter how many dates, one-night-stands, or flirt sessions he had, he couldn't find anyone who could please him.
The house was lavish, to say the least, with it being one of the most expensive in the whole country of Brazil. Walking down the stairs, Tyki grabbed his car keys off the holder, then left the large building, walking out to his black Ferrari Enzo, hopping into it and starting the engine, driving down through the large gates of his part of the Noah Estate. The Noah Family is a rich group of noble descendants, and just recently, the head of the family, Adam, died of natural causes. The rest of the family didn't really care, though, seeing as to how the Earl was an evil, fat, insane, none-caring… You see where I'm going, right? Anyways, the family was more than relieved when he passed, but, they still felt the pain of losing a member of their kin.
Tyki drove down the crowded highways of Sao Paulo, arriving at the corporate building of Black Ark International, a five-star, first-class company that his family started. There were different locations where the company is located, and this was where he preferred out of all 46 choices. Having the valet park his car for him, Tyki entered the building via Executive Entrance, looking around at the large glass windows of the first floor, along with the people running around and the sounds of phones ringing. He never could get over the fact that all of this was under him, much less the idea that he could do as he pleased with his jurisdiction as well. Striding to the elevator, Tyki was hit over the head lightly by a clipboard; growling, he turned and looked down to meet dark blue eyes, glaring at him with a pout.
"Tyki-sama! You're late again! Did Lavi manage to get a hold of you again?" Lenalee Lee, younger sister of Kumoi Lee, the head of his Medical and Research Division; not only did she have a family member in the company, she was also Tyki's secretary. Growling and stepping into the elevator, Tyki glared half-heartedly at the girl. "Must you do that every time I'm late, mulher? And, if you must know, yes, Lavi conned me into drinking with him," Tyki responded with a scoff, earning him another smack. "Filho de uma...!" he grabbed his head, the pain not coming from the hit itself, but, from the fact that he had the hang-over of the CENTURY. "Darnit, Tyki! I told you that you need to get your work done here BEFORE you go out and act wild!" she sighed when he clearly voiced her out, pulling out a cigarette in the mists of her rant. She rolled her eyes, and then her head tilted in thought. "Act wild…?" she murmured to herself. Then, her eyes widened as it clicked. "Oh, right!" Tyki looked over at her, eyebrow raised. "What?" "A-ah, n-nothing! I just remembered something!"
She pulled out her phone, touching the side, a holographic screen coming up above it. She touched the screen excitedly, and before Tyki could read what she was typing, all he saw was Message Sent! on the screen. He spared her a confused glance, which she ignored. Golden eyes rolled in small annoyance, Tyki looked back forward. As he took a drag from his cancer stick, the elevator doors dinged open, to reveal the whole floor standing in front of it with balloons, cake, and gifts, a large banner across the top of the ceiling, causing the Portuguese man's eyes to widen comically.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TYKI MIKK!"
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Me: ALRIGHT! That was the first chapter! :D *squee*
Tyki: Nn, I thought it could've been bette- *gets punched and sent out 80th floor window*
Me: *annoyed tic* Shut up… *looks to readers* Review, pleeeease!~ *waves*