Hello dears!
Welcome to my other entry for Poker Pair Week 2018! This one is centered on the theme of the 7 sins, and so each chapter is for a sin.
Now this story is basically a collection of scenes, more or less with reflection/thoughts, and they are tied to Journey of our Heart. I would say they happen after the end of Journey, but before any kind of sequel (like Heart in Grief, which is one possible sequel). In a sense, Hearts of Innocent Sins is more of a continuation of Journey!
There's no real timeline, just little scenes for our enjoyment~!
I hope you enjoy, and thank you pokerpairweek for hosting the event!
Hearts of Innocent Sins
Avarice
Tyki could not say when he started to want to hold Allen more. The younger man had always fascinated him, a pull that only strenghtened when he first realized Allen was allowing him closer and closer.
Maybe it was when he first held Allen close to comfort him. Maybe it was when Allen let him sleep beside him, knowing they would end up cuddled. Maybe it was after the first time they kissed.
What Tyki knew, however, was the deep sensation of being given a gift. One that the wrong move could shatter, if he was not careful; because he had been gifted to see and touch the most vulnerable parts of Allen.
And gazing as Allen slept in his arms, Tyki knew. This gift, this young man, was a treasure that he had been offered to hold onto. One that the Noah of Pleasure refused to lose. The dark parts of his own heart whispered that no one but him could harm his treasure, that no one but him should be allowed to even touch Allen.
The white parts of his heart simply wished to cherish Allen. To see more of his true smiles, and to see the dangerous glint in those silvers eyes whenever Black Allen showed.
Both sides of him agreed that he would never let go of Allen now that he had him.
As Allen stirred awake, Tyki realized that the sentiment was shared. Watching those silver eyes open, blink before a little smile formed, and feeling the way those lips languidly brushed his own, Tyki knew that he was Allen's as much as Allen was his.
Indeed, Allen felt such pleasure as those arms tightened around his frame, as he got Tyki to kiss him good morning. He felt such contentement at the physical reminder that he had someone who embraced him with such intent that Allen held no doubt this embrace would always come back.
Allen never thought himself to be avare, but then again, had he not deprived himself of everything so he would never miss it? Had he not chosen not to hold on anything, so he would not feel the pain of losing?
Except Tyki had wormed his way deep into his heart, and his heart did not want to let go.
How could he, when Tyki was like the treasure Allen never knew he was looking for?
End of Avarice chapter.
Next chapter: Gluttony