D. Gray-Man and Harry Potter and Ouran High School Host Club Crossover. First was a crossover, then just HP, now back to crossover. Then just HP, then Xover with OHSHC, then just D.G-M, then the D.G-M Xover with OHSHC... So I'm deciding all three 'cuz I can't frickin' choose. Was with Allen, then not, now Allen, now not, now Allen, then not, then OC, then not, now Nea, then not, then Nea. First Rated T (NO lime/lemon), then Rated M(WITH lime/lemon). Was not yaoi, now yaoi. I CAN'T DECIIIIDE. So, this is the result...all of it messed together. More or less. Maybe. Possibly. Not really. Just look at the last of each one.
Harry James Potter will:
be Logical!; Smart(er)!; Animagus!; is 13
OHSHC Characters will:
all be normal, just as they are.
Nea Walker (the 14th/Noah of Destruction) will:
Metamorphus!; Werewolf!; Noah! powers and EVERYTHING involving the White Room (piano room), Ark, 14th, etc., will always be in his Noah form (is only 1/8 human); known to the world as one of the last two Noah, he was and is the 14th/the Pianist/ the Musician/first one in charge/the Unknown Walker; is 20.
Tyki Mikk (the 3rd/Joido/Noah of Pleasure) will:
have his Tease; whatever the hell he has; Metamorphus!; Vampire!; will always be in his Noah form (human doesn't exist); known to the world as one of the last two Noah, he was and is the second in charge/the Portuguese Mikk; is 26.
Cross Marian (General) will:
be dead; known only in memory; be known to have helped the Destroyer of Time in theory kill it.
Allen Walker will:
be dead; known only in memory; be known to the world as the "Destroyer of Time", who literally destroyed the Ark with Time, which distorted the then present.
Millennium Earl will:
be dead; will be a title which will be passed down onto Nea Walker (of who controls all of Camelot Industuries, Corps, and etc., of which Camelot rules all in the world ranging from the power of any and all presidents of a country to fashion and money in each country (counting food and everything else, control all).
Other-Noah will:
all be dead; known only in memory; be known to the world as the "Protectors of Noah's Ark".
Contains (HP):
Ginny Bashing; Pansy Bashing; Ron Bashing; Snape Bashing; Fluer Bashing; Dumbledore Bashing; Charlie Bashing; Voldemort Bashing
Contains (OHSHC):
Tamaki Bashing; Kyoua Bashing; Honey Bashing; Mori Bashing; Renge Bashing
Contains (D.G-M):
Allen Bashing; Millennium Earl Bashing; Nea Bashing; Tyki Bashing; Other-Noah Bashing; Cross Bashing; Mana Bashing; Lavi Bashing
"that just hit me-gof baaal/lamb walkon front leg, live deer-hit by car-truck" I don't even know. Don't ask, don't feel like backspacing this crap.
By the way, D.G-M took place in the early 1700s to early 1900s (200~300 years). HP took place in early 1900s to late 2040s (100~143 years). OHSHC took place in the late 1990s to mid 2010s (20~23 years). D.G-M is OVER. HP is STILL HAPPENING. OHSHC is STILL HAPPENING.
Also, WARNING. RATED M STUFF. YAOI. TURN BACK IF YOU DON'T WANT OR LIKE. It won't happen too much, I promise. But, it'll still happen. I'll put ... for when it does happen, 'kay? If I do it again, mean its over. There will be quite a few limes (AKA, 5 or more, leaning towards more) and only some lemons...if I don't get all embarrassed and pass out from a nosebleed or something (AKA, 10 or less, leaning towards less). Lots o' flaff, I'll try (read: fluff). Who says I can't have a lemon/lime/fluff/what ever the hell I want for the first chapter?! If it's long, won't matter!
Chapter I: "There's just too much that time cannot erase."
Nea's POV; Year of 1998, 14th Nov.
"Tyki, how are the auctions for the old mansion going?"
"Swell, Nea. As always. You should really remember that, you know. By the end of the month everything should be sold. We're redirecting the money to the ancients in Africa, Japan, United Kingdom, Italy, Iceland and Antarctica, right? Remind me, who did we allow people to live way down there in the bitter cold?"
"How can I remember? You know that despite my excellent memory, I get lost if someone says left, the only other way being a dead end. Yes, the money is getting sorted by place and economy standing. We didn't allow them, the person we chose for that particular tribe grew up like that and chose to move there did."
I heard Tyki sighed, resigned. "Yes yes..." He flattened out the map on the wall, pinning a few tacks in certain places. It was a map of the world, a close up of each place on the other walls. Every single one had at least five tacks pinned.
I closed my eyes, ignoring his footfalls as he walked towards me. I sipped at my hot chocolate, jumping as arms wrapped around me. When Tyki moved a hand to my left ear, I hissed and slammed the glass down. Luckily it didn't shatter.
"S-Stop... Tyki!" I slapped his hands every time he tried to reach. He sighed against my neck, a shiver going down my spine.
"I need to look at it. Just because you finally got the worse of it over with doesn't mean the stitches can't come out. You could even have an infection and not know. You could have been bleeding and scratched at it, not knowing that you possibly took out the stitches. Let me look, Nea."
I shuddered as his fingers brushed my ear before I pushed him away. He reacted quickly, knocking me off the chair and to the floor. I yelped at the sudden movement. I then groaned, hands cupping my ear. I had hit it against the floor. Tyki grabbed my chin and pulled it so I was looking into his eyes. I must have looked pathetic, him pinning me. I blinked hard to get rid of the tears that threatened to fall.
Tyki placed his forehead against mine, golden orbs never leaving mine as he grabbed both of my wrists above me, his free hand cupping the ear I was protecting. I winced, pulling my head away. He simply sighed. Feeling his lips on my neck, I tried to move my legs. It was no use, he was practically laying on me. A sharp pain made me flinch. An arm went behind my back, wrapping itself around my waist.
I gasped, back arching. Feeling a hand on my cheek, I only then realized that my arms were free. I tried pushing him away, but he only held on tighter. A soft whimper came from my throat as my hands gripped at his long hair. I pushed him closer to me, suddenly feeling guilty.
'He didn't mention it only because it needed checked, he needed blood and smelled it. He couldn't resist, and when I did, he couldn't stop himself. He knew I needed him so he didn't go out hunting like he usually did.'
Just as I was starting to get dizzy, he retracted his fangs from my throat. I winced at the feeling. It reminded me all too much of a needle. He licked over the two puncture marks gently, kissing it. I shuddered, unable to hold back a small smile.
"Nea," I blinked, his face coming into focus. His eyebrows were together in worry. "Did I take too much? I can..." He trailed off when I shook my head.
"No..." I whispered, not willing to go any louder. "You took only enough that I was dizzy..." I blinked. He was still a bit blurry. That's not good. "I'm fine, Tyki..."
His eyes narrowed. He leaned down again and kissed where he bit me, hard. I gasped, hands gripping him tightly. My vision flickered, a pathetic sounding whine coming from me.
"You liar, I did take too much." His husky voice was right against my left ear, just as quiet as I was. I shook, closing my eyes.
"You always worry if you took too much. You don't even do this that often, it just never got like this before." My arms went slack, fingers hooked on his dark locks. He lightly sucked on my ear, careful to not pull. I couldn't stop the moan, slapping a hand to cover my mouth. He smirked at me, taking obvious enjoyment in my embarrassment. He always knew the affect he had on me, Tyki. He rarely used it to his advantage, usually only to tease me or to play the "Night Maze" game.
My face reddened at the thought. His "games" were something I enjoyed, I admit. Not that I'd flat out tell him.
"It never got like this before because before, you weren't worry about a surgery. You had the options of either choosing a hearing-aid which would have changed your life, or the surgery. You wanted neither and chose to leave it as it was, a severely damaged eardrum. Eventually after around three months because of your stubbornness, you became totally deaf in your left ear. You knew you had to get the surgery as you relied so much on your hearing more than your sight. You were scared and became even more stressed, which caused your HBP.
"You had problems with your chest and kidneys since then and still are. You have every right to be scared, Nea. You just need to stop and look at what you're doing to yourself. You've barely eaten this week, a week after the surgery. Now there's the chance that you need to get more surgeries for various other reasons. Despite knowing you, we, have the money... you don't want it. I'm your doctor for your checkups, and you only listen to me because of our relationship to one another. You still have all of me, Nea. Why are you running away?!"
Tyki never stopped to take a breath, speaking fast. His voice got higher, which just showed how desperate he was. My eyes widened as tears fell from his eyes. They landed on my cheeks, going down my jaw.
My hands fell from his head, but he grabbed them, sitting up more so he was straddling me. He locked our fingers together tightly. His voice wavered when he spoke, but we both ignored it.
"Nea... you're destroying yourself. I know a large part of you got killed when Mana died, which caused you to do what led to now. You still don't want to believe it, even through you saw it yourself." He paused, releasing my hands to unbutton my shirt. I moved to stop him, but it did nothing. Pushing it away from my shoulders and my hair from my neck, it was in full view. Burns were on my shoulders, collarbone, a few parts of my jaw, and the majority of my neck. I covered my face with my arm, the other limp. I didn't want to see them. I didn't want to feel it again, or hear him.
His warm fingers against my cold scars felt strange, and I said as much. He only laughed bitterly. "Of course they do," He said. "You don't even acknowledge them." I didn't reply, biting my lip. He ran his hands down my torso, kissing each and every scar as he did. I didn't react much, the nerves died there more or less.
...
Feeling a tug as my waistband, I grabbed his wrist. He simply used his other hand. I was stubborn, just as he said. I didn't move my arm from my face. He pulled my pant legs up as far as they would go, kissing the scars on my thighs and calves. I still didn't move. He placed his hand against me. I jerked and hissed when he rubbed his thumb there in a circle. Feeling his cold lips on my warm ones, I slowly moved my arm so it was around his neck, pulling him closer. He still rubbed there, this time faster. His free hand was in my hair, rubbing at my scalp. I twitched and moaned, mouth opening just enough for him to stick his tongue in. I grunted, but that was it.
His tongue pushed past mine, not that I minded. I suddenly growled, which mixed with a yelp as I squirmed. Tyki understood and pulled his mouth away from mine. He sucked on the edge of my jaw gently. Tyki has always been hedonistic, he was the Noah of Pleasure for a reason. He didn't just seek pleasure for himself, but for those he holds dear. He was self-indulgent, tending to exactly what one wants. I never could hold that against him, for knowing just what I'd like without words. It didn't stop me from hating him at times, however.
He teased me, sucking and kissing my torso, slowly stroking me. I growled, it turning into a whine as he began to rub my shaft through my pants. I gripped his hair tightly and pulled his head up. I was sure he saw the want in my eyes. I knew he saw the fear, resentment, sadness, and lethgaricness too.
"Stop teasing me," I hissed, golden eyes narrowed. "Get on with it."
Tyki smiled both blithely and bitterly. "But it worked, didn't it? Teasing distracts you, more so than the actual show. I don't do it just for myself, you know. I purposely try to get your mind away from those thoughts." I blinked at him. He... tries? Since when did he have to work with me for things like this?
Before I could open my mouth to speak, he tugged my pants down and began to rub hard and fast through my underwear. I gasped, head going back. Feeling his lips on my chest, he sucked on a nipple. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as his free hand went to the unoccupied one. It took all of my being to not make a sound. He switched, slowly pulling down my last piece of clothing (that actually covered something).
Both of his hands reached up to twist and pull at my chest. When I felt hot breath on my bare lower half, my eyes shot open.
"T-Tyki, I..." I couldn't prevent the stutter. He smirked up at me. My face turned to fire as I realized just how... erotic I looked.
"I know, Nea. You don't want it to happen again, that's why we never did it. I know what you think. It won't come to that." He knew me too well. Guess that was to be suspected, being with him for roughly three hundred, maybe six hundred years. I merely gave him a weak nod, too embarrassed and nervous to speak.
He sensually rubbed my inner thighs, slowly. He dragged his bare hands up and down my legs, forcing me to relax. I breathed out a sigh, hands moving to hang limply from his messed up ponytail. He slowly licked my shaft, thumbs rubbing equally as gently and slowly.
My breath hitched as he went faster, tongue touching everything but the tip. He pinched and softly bit me, making me yelp. It sounded more like a squeak, however. He smirked into me, making me shiver. I knew he felt it, as his smirk turned into a grin. He then took the end into his mouth, not letting his tongue touch it. He didn't move either, simply moving a hand to wrap around the shaft. I breathed out and weaved my fingers deeper through his hair, for better grip. I didn't want to necessarily hurt him.
He sucked gently, but furiously. His hand rubbed me just as so, his free one tugging my right hand away from his head. Our fingers interlocked, my grip tightening as I bit my lip. My chest hurt from holding in the moans, but I didn't want him to hear. I knew how I sounded; a pathetic whore. I hate it so much.
I choked on a cry of shock, moan, and sob when a sudden stiffness in my lower back appeared. I then paled, remembering. I jerked against Tyki, sounds equal to what I'm feeling escaping. He paused and looked up, eyes widening slightly when he saw my tears, form shaking as I kept a hand over my mouth, the other gripping my side. I breathed heavily as he drew me close to him. A sob, albeit muffled, was heard through my hand as he did. He looked at me sadly, sliding my clothes on.
...
He turned me so I was against him. Tyki loosely wrapped his arms around me, leaning down to kiss that tears that fell. I closed my eyes, listening to his heart beat. He placed his chin on my head and hummed. That was how we sat how a long while. I had no idea how long it was when I decided to speak, but it must've been well over an hour or more.
"There's so much that time cannot erase," I told him. He nodded, ceasing the humming. "I never told you what happened... did I?" My voice was hoarse from holding everything back. Tyki didn't answer, silently encouraging me to continue.
"I know you have a very clear idea. Mana, he..." I coughed slightly, grabbing Tyki's hands. They held mine tightly. "I knew he was my brother, and that it was wrong. But I... I couldn't stop them... what I felt. I didn't understand it, why I was thinking about him the way I did, despite being sixteen. So I asked him. He was surprised... I was hurt, and I questioned that. I didn't get cut or anything, yet my chest throbbed. He..." I paused, biting my lip.
I didn't speak for a long while, not know how to admit it for once. For the first time, I'm facing what happened directly that cause me to be how I am now. The only comfort was that I had Tyki, but I was scared of how he would react.
I slowly stood on shaky legs, pulling the taller man up. I hesitated, but it was brief as I moved his hands to my waist, my own to his shoulders. He seemed to understand and slowly danced with me. I leaned into him, taking in his scent. He smelt of cigars and musk.
"Mana wondered who I was having these feelings for," I told him softly, voice wavering. "I said it was him... Tyki, I fell in love with my brother. He... He..." I shook and probably would've fallen over his Tyki's grip didn't tighten on me.
"He hit me. Slapped, burned, abused... He was disgusted. Mana, he... he... the one who I loved... my brother..." I just couldn't get the words out. The memory played in my head on repeat. I was sobbing now. I slowly sunk to my knees, Tyki following me. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. I whimpered, turning my back to him.
"Tyki, he ra... Mana raped me..." I whispered. I waited for what seemed like hours, not wanting to turn around. Did he not hear me? Is he disgusted? The thought nearly killed me. I knew for sure that if Tyki did hate me, I would kill myself.
When there still wasn't an answer, I stood slowly and walked out of the room, staring down at the floor. I managed to get to the room we shared before arms went around me, pinning my arms to my sides. I struggled, a cold feeling coming over me. I only stopped fighting when I got tired. I head my forehead against the wall, breathing heavily. I didn't look at him nor say anything.
"Why didn't you react like this during the other times?" He asked me quietly, mouth next to my ear.
"My mind went into lock down. I can't control it. I had forgotten about it, mostly. I had always been wary of people touching me, it just got worse with Mana." It was amazing how I didn't stutter. I couldn't cry anymore, so that might've been part of it.
"Can I bite you?" I didn't ask why he changed the subject. "No," I stated. "Now let me go."
He only held me tighter, a hand creeping downward. I didn't bother in stopping him, it wasn't like I could. I tried to move my arms when he went past my waistband, but it was useless. He was much stronger than me. Feeling his lips on my neck, I tried to move, but I couldn't. He bit down hard. A cry left my lips. He was never this rough. Any next thought I had was cut off as he picked me up, not taking his mouth away from my neck. He opened the door, placing me on my feet.
I kicked at him, anything to let me go. He didn't. A strangled sob escaped me as I pulled forward with all the strength I could. With his fangs deeply settled in my throat, they went back as I pulled, ripping the skin. Tyki turned me around and slammed me back onto the bed. He bit me again, through the ripped skin. I breathed heavily, vision flickering. He pierced my skin repeatedly, taking a bit more blood each time. He only stopped when the gash his teeth made ended. I could barely see now, and my head was pounding. Was I breathing?
My mouth was open slightly from the lack of strength to keep it closed. I faintly saw Tyki bite his own wrist before my eyes fell shut. I felt his lips against mine, a wave of hurt going over me. Why did he do this? Yes, what happened is disgusting, but it doesn't mean he should've nearly killed me.
I coughed. That single cough caused me to choke. My eyes snapped open in realization. 'Why did he give me his blood?' Ironically, I couldn't be turned into a vampire. I was born a Noah while also being one eighth human. Being a Noah period nullifies most things. The human in me just proves that I'm only mostly a monster.
I heaved, struggling to swallow. Eventually I was able to, my vision clearing up quite a bit. I blinked. Does vampire blood have healing properties? I shook my head. My gold eyes met his own. I couldn't decipher what I saw. When I glanced down to see him moving my shirt and waistband, another sob racked my body.
"Why?" I asked him, gaze not leaving his. "Why are you doing this? I know what happened is disgusting, that I was defiled. What are you doing this for?" I tried not to scream as he went past my underwear, finger prodding at my anus.
He didn't answer, only staring sadly at me. Why?! There isn't any reason he should be sad!
"Nea," He said at last. "Stay with me." My eyebrows furrowed. What? "Let me show you that you don't have to be afraid. You can know real love, Nea. Will you let me show you?" I had the final decision, I knew. If I said no, he'll back off...
But do I want that? Do I want the possibility of things going to dust by my insecurities? Or should I not risk it, play it safe and just be merely friends again? My eyes watered, hands clenching into fists. But if I-
"Aargaah!" I screamed. He pushed his finger in. I gripped his hair out of habit. He didn't move, but I knew he heard my quiet sobs.
"Mana..." I whispered. "I'm sorry... I wouldn't have told you if I knew. Don't hate me, don't hate me, don't hate me, don't hate me, don't hate me. Can't we just go back to being brothers?"
"Nea..."
"I didn't know you hated me! I'm sorry! I never knew what these feelings were before-"
"Nea!" I felt Tyki shake me, and I knew he was there, but Mana replaced him.
"I'M SORRY! Just stop! I'll move out, Mana! You won't have to see me ever again-Mana... please, don't. Don't... Mana... STOP! Stop it, it hurts!"
"NEA!" Tyki took his hand away from my lower self, his other going around my back. He kissed me. It was a slow, gentle, sensual kind of kiss.
"MMHF! Mmm... ahhh..." I moaned, his hands in mine as he grinded his hips into me
"Nea," He murmured against my lips. "I want an answer. Will you let me show you that you don't have to be afraid?" I breathed against him, our tongues dancing. Tyki leaned into me more, going deeper and faster. "Nea," He called again.
I slowly pulled away, our foreheads together. We were both breathing hard. "You... tell me I don't have to be scared... That-that doesn't mean I won't be, Tyki. Most of my injuries are mental... you can't fix those." He shook his head, kissing my cheek.
"So? That just means that I need to heal you more." I stared at him in disbelief. He doesn't... care? "No Nea, I don't care that you got raped. Well, I do, but..." I snorted as he trailed off. He glared at me before grinning. That grin turned into a smirk that I knew all too well.
"Let me show you a few things?" He left the question hanging. My jaw clenched as I bit back a groan. "Stop rubbing against me."
He stopped and blinked. I blinked back. He started moving again, this time in a circle. I closed my eyes body going slack as I moaned loudly. I turned my head to the side when I did, hands occupied.
"...Nea?" I glanced over at Tyki, face flaming. "Why aren't you freaking out when I'm basically laying on you?" I gave him a confused look. He frowned, humming. He took a hand and placed it between us. He looked worriedly back at me, but I just looked away. He kneaded me through my clothing. I let out a puff of air, shuddering. "Ahh..." He hooked his arms under me, getting up and setting me on the floor. When he kneaded me again, I gasped and shoved him away. He blinked again, faint realization showing in his eyes.
"Nea?" I looked over at him. "Say that we'll have sex. What makes you more uncomfortable, anything but a bed including standing, or something similar to a bed?"
I made a face. "What kind of question is that?" I muttered. I stuttered out a reply anyway. "A-Anything but a bed..." He nodded and picked me up again, this time letting me straddle him. I stared for a moment.
"What are you doing, and why?" He gave me a small smile, taking his hair out of its deformed ponytail. "Testing something. If I'm right, you won't have to worry about what happened ever again, which will be the first step to your mental recovery." I frowned at him, but chose to run my fingers through his dark hair in favor of answering.
"Your hair's real soft you know, despite me wrecking it." He laughed, wrapping his arms around my shoulders loosely. I placed my hands on his chest and hesitated. He nudged me with his elbow. After giving him a look, I unzipped the rest of his white leather tailcoat. I lightly ran my fingers over his scars. Tyki shivered and I smirked. I traced the ones on his arms before lowering my mouth next to his ear. I lightly breathed on it, my smirk widening as he shuddered. I then frowned.
"I... don't know what this is. What is this feeling?" He cocked his head to the side, smiling. He cupped my cheek as I grabbed his other hand.
"What do you feel? I can't help you if you don't tell me." I leaned into his touch, lightly sighing. "But you'll-" He pulled his hand away, flicking my nose, before placing it back on my cheek.
"No Nea, I won't do anything. In fact, I'll only tell you and no more unless you want me to. I promise," He added, when I looked doubtful. I stared at him for a moment before nodding, setting my head against his chest.
"I... When you tease me and enjoy me... struggling, I guess. I think it's similar... I, I like how I'm, well..." My face reddened and I messed with his fingers. "How I'm... above? No, uh... On top? No, that's not it either..." I began to frown deeply, unable to find the right word.
"You like how you're... in control, perhaps?" I looked up at Tyki who smiled gently at me. I thought about what he said. 'In... control.' I slowly nodded.
"I... like structure. Erm... orderly stuff. I-I guess... that would fit," I didn't meet his eyes, instead staring at the cross on his throat. "When I'm... in control... I feel strange. Erm... like something lifted. I'm calmer, I guess you could say. But I don't get why I feel this. I feel... content, I suppose you'd say, that I'm-" I paused, sitting up a bit. My eyebrows went together as I stared at the wall in thought.
"That... I'm..." I scowled, annoyed that I couldn't convey what I wanted. Then again, I didn't even know what I felt. Tyki flicked my hand, getting my attention. He smiled softly at me, as if he was... proud? I blinked. I was confused, I must be.
"How about you show me, if you can't put it in words?" I mulled that over before nodding. I released his hands which went to my shoulders and dug my fingers through his hair. I had to scoot up to get comfortable; my knees were against his sides, my face hovering just over his. Whereas I was clearly nervous, Tyki was the definition of calm, smiling all the while.
...
I leaned down and lightly kissed him, softly. I let my right hand wander down, tracing over the curves of his face, the dips in his throat, and over the muscles on his chest. I could feel him shake, which made me smile shyly into the kiss. My hand brushed over his nipple which made him growl. My hand stopped and did too. Rubbing it over again, Tyki groaned quietly. As awkward as I felt, I gently twisted and pulled it in my fingers, my left hand moving down to do the same to the other. Tyki moaned, his hands going up to tangle themselves in my hair. I used that moment to push my tongue against his, slowly shifting so I was laying on him.
I pulled away, kissing his jaw and lightly sucking on his ear before kissing his throat. Hearing his breath hitch, I smirked widely and ever so lightly sucked. I started to grind against him, one hand kneading his thigh as the other cupped his cheek.
"Mmm... Ahh, N-N-Ne... a... Ohh..." I blushed madly at Tyki's moans, more so with how he said my name. I unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down so he was just in his underwear. Feeling deja vu, a light chuckle escaped me. Slightly hesitant, I reached a hand down to brush my fingers over him. Tyki shuddered, hands shaking. I slowly began to stroke his shaft through his clothing. Though he bit his lip, I still heard him moan. I put my lips against his ear, licking it before I spoke.
"Don't hold them back... I love the way you sound, moaning. How you squirm when I touch you... Don't hold it back, okay?" I didn't know what came over me, just that this seemed... right. Tyki, face red, could only nod. I reached past his waistband, pulling down his last bit of clothing. I moved and slowly licked his shaft, hands at his chest to fondle his nipples. He yelped when I lightly bit down, a hand flying up to cover his mouth. I reached over and, just as his back arched, carefully placed both arms under him. He struggled a bit but calmed soon after.
I placed my lips over the tip and lightly sucked. One hand rubbed the shaft as the other poked at his anus. A whimper of sorts escaped Tyki's lips as I slipped a finger through. I sucked and rubbed faster, finger curling in him. He groaned loudly, but it still sounded restrained. I bit down and got the reaction I was looking for; Tyki shouted, bucking his hips slightly.
"N-Nea! Ohhh..." I hummed against him, making him gasp. "What do you want, Tyki?" I breathed. He gasped, squirming as precum began to trickle. "A-A-Ahh-hh... Ohh... I w-want... t-... N-Nea..." He stopped talking, eyebrows together, panting hard. "Nea... I'm... N-N-Nea-a... Ohh... G-Gonna..."
I got the message and began to furiously suck, finger curling in and out of him. My other hand began to rapidly stroke his shaft. He then screamed, fingers clawing at the sheets beneath him.
"N-N-... Ohhhh... Ahh... I-I'm... N-NEA!" With one final shout as a warning, he practically exploded in my mouth. I lapped up every bit, nibbling along him as I did. His breath kept hitching, I noted, looking up. My own face flushed as his sweat-glistened body shined against the lights. His face was so red you could barely see his natural skin. I kept nibbling, smirking at the multiple shudders and his ragged breaths.
I reached up, grinding him all the while, and grabbed his chin. I forced my lips to him, Tyki's tongue flickers throughout my mouth as he tasted himself. I eased his arms from under him, stroking his head and cheek as I did. I pulled away and began to suck on his nipple. He whined, which quickly turned into a rather erotic moan.
"Ahhh... Nea..." I did the same to the other, hand slowly massaging his lower self. He gasped, hands curling themselves in my hair as his back arched once again. I felt him be ready more so than heard him. "Ohh... ahh... ah! AH! N-NEA!" He came again, this time in my hand. I leaned down to clean him before glancing up. He grabbed my wrist, our eyes meeting at he licked at the semen on my hand. My face reddened, but I smirked anyway.
I kissed him, our tongues dancing. He managed to roll us over so he was on top. He pulled my pants and underwear down and immediately began kneading me. A harsh whine left my throat as I squirmed, Tyki stroking me as his free hand moved my shirt to pull and twist my nipple.
"Mmm... Mmmrnn... Ahhhh, Ty... ki..." I whispered, hands in his hair. He briefly kissed me before sucking on the other nipple. He leaned back and rubbed himself against me. We both gasped and groaned as he grinded me. He reached down and brushed his thumb over my anus. Meeting his gaze, I nodded before looking away.
It hurt like it did before when he forced his finger through, but it wasn't as bad. It didn't stop me from crying out though. He stopped his hand and looked worriedly at me. I shook my head, panting from the strain of holding back the worse of my moans. He moved slowly at first, letting me get use to the feeling before going faster. He then leaned down and sucked fast and hard on me, free hand massaging my shaft. I gasped, my hands covering my mouth. Tyki's hand quickly shot up to pull my hands to his head. Once my grip was tight, he put his hand back.
"Nnnrgh... N... Ah... A-Ahhh... Ohhh... Ty-Tyki..." I whispered, sweat falling down my face. He suddenly rammed his finger deep within me, making me scream. He did it again and again, hitting the same spot.
"Ahhh! T-Tyki! Ohhh... Ahh... I'm gon-... gon...na...a..." He didn't stop, instead he only became more fiercer, going faster. "Come on, Nea. Don't hold anything back. Let it out." That did it for me, the vibrations being too much. "Ahh... Ohh... TYKI! AHH!" I shuddered at the feeling of cumming, Tyki licking everything up like I did him. Feeling him take his hand out, I screamed in pain, trying and failing to curl into a ball. I barely heard Tyki gasped before he started talking.
"Nea... I'm sorry, I didn't..." I opened my teary eyes in confusion. He kissed me, making me groan as I tasted myself, before pulling away. He hesitated but raised his hand in view. My eyes widened at the blood. I wearily sat up, hissing at the pain, before looking down. The sheets where I was laying were nearly soaked in blood.
I thought back to when I felt a sharp pain. This must've been it... "It isn't your fault, Tyki. I felt something, but I didn't know what it was. I should've said something..." He shook his head, leaning his forehead against mine. "Let's get you cleaned up," He offered quietly. "I'll help you." I merely nodded.
He stood first, helping me off the bed. I leaned heavily against him, dizzy. My breath hitched as I realized just how much blood I lost. He nearly carried me into the large bathroom. Leaning me against the wall, he grabbed a few towels before getting in himself. He stood directly behind me, turning the water on. He grabbed a soft rag and put soap on it. He wrapped an arm around me, the other going down to rub at my lower self.
"Ahh..." I moaned, nearly collapsing. When he was sure I was stable against his chest, he reached his other arm down to help clean. My breath hitched as he massaged me softly, careful of causing any more pain. When he reached my anus, I yelped. He shushed me, stroking me cheek and kissing my tears as he cleaned there as quickly as he could. By the time we got all the blood off, almost no part of the cloth wasn't covered. I flinched and turned my head, ashamed.
Tyki massaged my shaft with his bare hands, dropping the cloth. He took his wrist and bit it before kissing me. This time I willingly swallowed the blood. He did it one more time, nuzzling my cheek. "If you still feel dizzy within the next hour, tell me." I could only nod, whimpering at the feeling of being massaged in such a place.
"Ohh... Ahh... Ahhh, Tyki... W-Why now?" I asked him with difficulty, forcing the words out. He sucked on my neck before responding.
"Because we still aren't even. You made me come twice." 'Oh,' I thought, almost dumbly. Figures he would try and get even, in the shower no less.
He moved me so my lower half was getting bombarded by the water. I gasped at first at the warm temperature before I had to cover my mouth. That didn't stop the whines, however.
Tyki sucked on my ear and whispered into it. "Please don't stop yourself. You won't..." He used one hand to twist and pinch my nipple, making me out out a muffled yelp. "...Will you?" He asked. He removed my hands and placed them behind me, on his shaft. I slowly rubbed him, his hand going back to my nipple.
"Ohhh..." I groaned. He ducked his head around my arm, pushing himself further into my hands and he managed to grab hold of my unoccupied nipple. I gasped at the strange feeling, turning my torso more to his mouth. I rubbed my thumbs on him in small, fast circles, other fingers inching up and down his shaft.
He kneaded me even more, tongue darting out to flick at my nipple. "Ahhh!" I moaned. "Tyki! I'm..." He nodded to me, grinding and bucking against my hands.
"Nnnrgh... Aw... Nea..." He, too, moaned against my nipple. A whimper escaped my lips at the feeling. My body suddenly shook and tensed, Tyki's hand squeezing and stroking at the same time.
"Tyki... Ohhh! Ah... ahh... AH!" I came into his hand, my arms falling limp as I leaned heavily against him. I panted, barely able to keep my eyes open.
He turned me to face him as he knelt me down. He put his lips to me and I moaned loudly, quite well aware of just how sensual I sounded. The next few minutes were like that, me making titillating and suggestive noises as he licked at my cum, nibbling me all the while.
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Nea's POV; Year of 1998, 21st Nov.
"I still am sorry." I sighed and shut my book, turning my head to Tyki. I took my glasses off, snuggling into his side. "And I told you that it isn't your fault, it still isn't. Doctor or not, you had no idea to how easily I can get hurt. Get over it, because I did." I closed my burning eyes and groaned in pain, rubbing the bridge of my nose.
"Damn this headache," I muttered. Feeling cold hands on my temples made me let out a sigh, relaxing in Tyki's hold. He winced, my eyebrow twitching as my vein throbbed. It was rather easy to see. I hissed, wanting to bang my head against a brick wall.
"Don't have anything for it, sorry. It's mostly mental stress." I sighed at the information. "Isn't it always?" I replied wryly.
The pain increased, my eyebrow twitching even more. "Frickin'... This is a fucking bitch! Ow ow ow..." I placed my hands over Tyki's, which were big enough to cover both my temple and ear. The pounding only got louder. I groaned.
"Am I sick? I don't remember ever getting sick... Do Noahs get sick? Well, I am one eighth human... But I don't think I'm sick. Have I ever got sick?" I kept mumbling to myself, not even noticing that I was repeating. Tyki shook his head and hugged me to him.
"You probably are, but I don't think you are." I glanced up at him at this, a twitching eyebrow raised.
"And that fucking means what, General Sexy Bastard?" He smirked bemusedly at that and wisely chose not to comment. Nor did he answer the question. I groaned again, burying my face into the crook of his neck. "Wake me up when I'm fucking calmer, you shitty bastard..."