First Fanfiction! Read, Enjoy and Review! ( I don't own D-Gray Man)

Regular italics=Lavi's thoughts

Bold Italics: The dark/tyki's thoughts

Warnings: Rated M for Violence, Sexual Content and Language. This Fic contains homosexual relations. Any opposition to such should result in the termination of reading. Also this is mainly a LavixTyki Fic so yeah. It will have other pairings once I get it going though. Enjoy :)

Chapter 2. In The Arms of darkness...

"The Darkness...that's not a very bright name for an inn is it." Lavi entered the quiet inn but quickly turned as he felt a cool breeze hit the back of his neck as he crossed the threshold.

"Not a word Exorcist-san, I wouldn't very well want to rip this lung of yours out of your chest in front of the clerk," Tyki whispered dangerously in Lavi's ear. He squeezed the moist organ gently in his hand, causing Lavi to gasp harshly at the strange feeling, a tinge of pain registering in his brain.

"Noah..." he breathed heavily. "If we're going to fight, can we take it outside so as not kill all of the civilians in this building, it would be such a waste really." The woman behind the front desk watched the two men pressed so closely together. She seemed to be used to the display, and called from across the room, "You're letting the cold air in. We all know what your types come to this inn for but do try to at least wait until you're behind closed doors," she smirked with a hint of sarcasm twisting playfully at her dimples.

"Well then." Tyki licked from the hoop fastened in Lavi's ear up to the this cartilage at the tip. "Let's get a room then Bookman. And trust me, you won't want to be outside for what I'm about to do to you. To say it would not be to your liking would be rather mild a statement. That, and I have no intention of fighting you in the way you assume I do," he finished blowing on the ear he had tasted with his hot tongue. Lavi's mind went blank. He leaned into the man whose left arm was still clutching his lung, all too aware of dull ache that was beginning to permeate his chest. He couldn't remember precisely but he knew in all his previous lives he'd experienced this, been in situations that allowed him to take pain and utilize it to eliminate his desire to feel emotions. To be without a heart. To be a real Bookman. Whenever he began to get to close to the people he encountered, he resorted to this. If I endure this, I won't want to feel anymore. I'll become a true bookman again, I won't feel as if they are my family...and I will cease to love.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. Fucking the enemy." Lavi winced as Tyki quickly pulled his arm out of his chest and took hold of his waist. He let the door close behind them and let his award winning smile grace his features.

"My apologies Ms. for my rudeness. Do forgive me. As you can see for yourself he's simply irresistible and as it stands I can not help but touch that which is mine." There was no sign of jest in his voice, the Noah had spoken clearly from the very pit of his soul. This was his toy for the evening or however long he decided he would...indulge himself.

The blonde woman shook her head knowingly, her curls bobbing as she did so. She was fair in face, and perhaps even more so with the dim lighting.

"You're all set, there's a room down the hall and to the right with a key in it. It's the only room with a key in the door so it should be easy to spot. You can pay in the morning, I believe I can trust a royal looking pair of gentlemen such as your selves. Have a good night fellas." She grinned winningly at the two. Tyki let go of Lavi to bow lowly, the two of them saying in sync:

"Thank you for your kindness."

With that Lavi began to walk numbly down the hall. He was being held against his will and there was nothing he could do. He didn't want to endanger the lives of the civilians any more than he already was, but at the same time he knew very well what was about to happen and wether he wanted to or not, it was wrong. Sleeping with the enemy against his will but still wanting the effect it would have on his feelings, was that traitorous? He was going to use Tyki the same as Tyki was about to use him, but was it moral? He wasn't going to ponder it anymore.

Lavi grabbed hold of the Noah's hand, face as blank as it had ever been and pulled them towards the door the woman had mentioned. Tyki let the nasty grin he had been suppressing creep onto his face. So eager we are Exorcist-san. With all of this eagerness can you even call yourself an objective Bookman or do you already know that? Lavi quickly opened the door and pulled Tyki in and let it swing shut behind him. He cringed at the resounding thud the door made as it closed. Lavi kept his back to Tyki and shrugged off his jacket hastily not caring where it fell.

"I don't care what you do. In fact if you killed me when you were finished I would be too pleased. Be brutal, use me as you will. It doesn't matter, I would have asked this of someone eventually, why shouldn't it be you..."

Tyki's smile grew ever wider, his face seeming to splice open as he did so.

"Have you any idea what you ask of me exorcist? If you let me I will kill you." He crossed the small space between them and pressed his chest firmly against the smaller man's back. Leaning in to his ear, he let his left hand trail to lavi's length and barely touched it. Lavi hissed at the feather light touch.

"I am not kind."

Good, all the better for me.

"Let us begin then Lavi."

REVIEWS ARE LOVE! Suggestions are also welcome, though I do have an idea of what I'll be doing.