Sequel: This is a sequel to "What Lies Hidden". Please read that first!
Disclaimer: I own othing. Katsura Hoshino owns it… I just enjoy twisting her ideas for my own warped amusement…
Warning: …smut at the end…
Spoilers: Some … up to chapter 204.
Portuguese Translator: BelleTiger BT (Thank you so much for every thing you do for me!) BelleTiger BT is also the one who picked out the song at the end! : )
Timeline: Set after Chapter 204; Premonitions of Separation
Updated: 7/22/2011
- Neah speaking to Ellen or Crown Clown will look like this
- Anything that are Memories will be like this. And if it's a major memory then it will also be separation from everything else
If you have any suggestions that might help to make things clearer, please let me know
Ellen Walker sat atop her bed, her bare toes curling into the soft dark blue blankets beneath her. Her thin arms were folded and held her knees to her chest. The young woman's left cheek resting on the cool glass of her bedroom window.
The sky was dark, the hour late, the stars and the moon bright and the only source of light illuminating the young woman's large bedroom. The Exorcist sighed heavily and slowly turned to look around her bedroom…
The room that she had been told was hers…
There wasn't much within the rather large room, just a white painted dresser with a gold framed mirror; atop the dresser and leaning against the glass of the mirror, were three ceramic faced dolls, each one dressed in same rather odd black gowns and dresses.
The dolls no doubt placed there by Road, the young Noah of Dreams.
There was also a large walk in closet just to the right of the dresser; within the closet hung an impressive amount of finely made dresses and ball gowns. Ellen didn't doubt there that if she looked, the young woman would find an expensive gown for every possible occasion.
Ellen Walker herself was now wearing a brand new, white, soft cotton nightdress.
The Exorcist sighed heavily once again, her heart twisting and aching within her chest painfully.
The young woman's pink lips pulled into a frown, her silver eyes turning to her master's golem. Timcanpy was once again the size of a golf ball, the now small gold golem having found a comfortable place atop her pillow a few hour ago…
This new life that the young woman had woken to was so foreign…
The young woman never had anything like this before in her life. True Ellen had a room back at the Order, but it had been small, very small. Ellen's bedroom back at the Black Order had been nothing like the bedroom the Earl had given her…
Ellen's pained silver eyes turned to once again look out the window of the Kamelot Estate. The young woman's heart twisted sharply within her chest at the thought of the Black Order, a few tears now running down her pale cheeks at the thought of her old home.
When Ellen had awoken after falling unconscious (she had slept for two straight days), the young woman had once again found herself within the Noah's new Ark.
The Noah of Dreams had been at her side, sitting beside her had been a man that Ellen would have been happy to have never seen again…
The Exorcist had come face to face with the powerful Millennium Earl, the man once again daring to wear Mana Walker's face. The Earl had tried to talk to her as soon as Ellen's eyes opened, those hauntingly familiar gray eyes looked at her with such concern.
Ellen had refused to listen to anything that the bastard had to say. The young woman unable to even look at him, not when he was wearing the face of her beloved foster father…
The Earl had looked crush fallen; only agreeing to leave her side after some gentle prompting from Road. The twelve year old Noah of Dreams convincing the Earl to give the young woman some space and time to adjust to her new situation.
Watching the anguished man walk off dejectedly had made Ellen's heart ach, but the young woman wouldn't let the Earl deceive her. No matter how much it killed Ellen to see that utterly broken look on that face.
Ellen had been escorted off the Ark shortly after that. The Exorcist left the Ark and entered this ridiculously large mansion. Ellen had then been shown around her new home, and then shown to her new bedroom.
Lulubell had been her guide, showing her where everything was within the frighteningly large house. The older woman had spoken with a cold tone the entire time, her blue eyes sharp and commanding, leaving no room for questions or arguments.
Ellen had followed the female Noah quietly and obediently, unsure whether she was a guest or a prisoner…
The Noah of Lust had spent a few long moments in Ellen's bedroom, the older woman taking the liberty of picking out a modest dress for tomorrow mornings family breakfast and laid it out on the back of a chair.
The blond haired woman had informed Ellen that she needed to be ready at eight, the Noah making it very clear that Ellen would attend whether the young woman wanted to or not.
Ellen had already decided that if the Earl wanted her to come to breakfast, then he would have to drag her there himself. The Exorcist wanted nothing to do with that man, nothing at all.
A cold shiver ran across her pale white skin at the memories of her first day among the Clan of Noah, her nightgown doing little to help keep her warm. No, this chill had nothing to do with the cold of the night air around her.
No, the chill had to do with how utterly alone Ellen felt.
This place was not home.
Ellen Walker didn't have a place to call home.
The young woman shivered again, her lips pulling into a deeper scowl. Ellen once again turning to glance at the peacefully sleeping Timcanpy. The Exorcist turned on the bed and scooted closer to the golem, the sixteen year old woman reaching forward and picking Tim and to hold him close to her chest.
Ellen held Tim closer and closed her grief filled silver eyes, her heart aching and twisting with the knowledge that she had lost everything…
All that Ellen had left was Timcanpy…
Though tonight, Ellen couldn't seem to find the comfort that she so badly needed from cuddling with her beloved Tim. The golem that had been her constant companion and support for just over four years now.
Timcanpy wasn't easing the grief and loneliness that were slowly twisting and rising within Ellen's heart. Tonight the gold golem wasn't satisfying her need for another's warmth.
Ellen felt so terribly lonely…
At the Black Order, even if she had been a prisoner, the young woman had been surrounded by familiar faces and people. Now Ellen was surrounded by nothing but people she didn't know…
People that had been Ellen Walker's sworn enemies for almost a whole year.
This place was not home; this place was just as bad as the Black Order's dungeons, but worse… worse because she was alone…
The young woman shuddered, that chill freezing its way across her pale skin and raising goose bumps in its wake. Ellen shook her head and fought not to let the tears fall. Ellen hated being alone more then anything; though the young woman knew where she could go to find the company that she was so in need of tonight.
The young woman opened her determined silver eyes and slid her pale legs over the side of the rather large bed and stood. Ellen glancing around 'her room' one more time before she slowly made her way to the door. The white haired woman opened the door and slipped out into the dark hallway without a sound, Timcanpy still held safely to her chest.
The young woman moved down the carpeted hall silently, her bare feet making no sound as she moved past expensive paintings and lavishly framed mirrors. Ellen's silver eyes refusing to even glance at the walls, the Exorcist afraid of what she would see…
If Ellen even glance into one of the many mirrors lining the walls, then she would see the dark shadow of the Fourteenth Noah, that horrid shadow had been haunting Ellen's reflection ever since her first time aboard Noah's Ark.
That horrid shadow was to blame for almost everything that the woman had been through as of late. That horrid scar that ran along the right side of her chest ached with just the thought of that wicked shadow.
She could hear it whispering soothingly, calling to her softly…
Hopefully…pleadingly…
The young Exorcist wanted so badly to tell the shadow of the Fourteenth Noah to shut the fuck up and to leave her be.
The young woman reached the door at the end of the hall, the Exorcist pausing for only a moment to question herself now. The sixteen year old shook her head, her chin length white haired swishing against her pale cheeks with the motion, her pink lips pulling into a bitter smile…
Ellen had nothing, she had nothing left…
All that she had left was Timcanpy and that blasted shadow.
Ellen had no one to seek out. No Lenalee to offer her a late night cup of hot tea.
No Lavi making a complete idiot out of himself to cheer her up.
And no 'Stick up his Ass' Kanda to argue with…
The great prophesied Destroy of Time was now among the Clan of Noah, and out of the thirteen members the young woman was only truly familiar with two.
Ellen shook her head once again and reached out for the elaborately designed door handle, her heart fluttering within in her chest when the young woman found it unlocked. Ellen swallowed her pride and opened the door.
The young white haired woman slipped into the dark room, closing the door behind her silently. A quick glance around the room and Ellen was once again moving, her narrowed silver eyes fixed on her destination. The petite woman had only taken two steps into the dark unlit room when a deep voice made her freeze in her tracks.
"Menina? What are you doing up so late?" A familiar, sleep filled voice called from the large bed further within the room. Ellen paused and held her master's golem closer, her heart cold with her grief and loneliness…
This had been a bad idea, what had she been thinking anyway? Sneaking into Mikk's room so late in the evening, sneaking into this pervert's room at such ungodly hours of the night?
But the young woman needed someone's company and this man had once offered Ellen his…
"What's wrong menina? If your lonely, minha amor {my love}, I could keep you company for the rest of the night."
"What are you doing in my room querida?" That smooth, though deeply confused baritone spoke again. Ellen's heart was now beating faster within her chest, just the sound of this man's voice made her heart beat increase and made her pale cheeks heat…
Why was she so nerves all of the sudden? It was absolutely ridicules for her to be feeling that horrid fluttering and aching within her heart at just the sound of Mikk's voice. Ellen swallowed and then flinched when she heard the bed covers rustle after her lack of replay, the lamp at the side of the pervert's bed flicking on a long second later.
Concerned light brown eyes turned from the lamp to look at her, the young woman being thrown for a few long moments at how the Noah of Pleasure looked-
Ellen had only ever seen Mikk in his disguise of the light skinned, glasses wearing Miner. And other then that form, Ellen had only seen him as the Noah of Pleasure. Ellen Walker had never seen Tyki Mikk look like this before…
"You do realize that you're going to get me in trouble, menina?" Mikk sighed out, the man's right hand rising to run his fingers through his long dark purple hair, though the young woman wasn't really listening to what the man was saying at the moment…
Her silver eyes were widening and her pale cheeks tinting a rose pink at the fact that the bastard Noah of Pleasure wasn't wearing a shirt. His tanned nicely toned chest was bare, completely out in the open for the young woman to see and Ellen couldn't seem to get her eyes to turn away from the sight of the man's half nakedness.
Even though this was far from the first time that Ellen had seen the pervert without being properly clothed…
Dear god the bastard handsome.
The young woman was blushing even darker with shame in the next moment, the fact that just the sight of Tyki Mikk without a shirt made her heart race and that horrid need burn within her petite body.
Luckily Ellen managed to tear her wide silver eyes away from the sight before her when the man turned to look at her again. Tyki Mikk's light brown eyes narrowing and no doubt easily spotting the redness in her pale cheeks.
The pervert was then chuckling in amusement, his lips twisting into that horrid and irritating sly grin of his.
"Are you feeling alright amor? You look a little flushed." Mikk purred out, the man watching the young woman swallow and blush darker in shame at the fact that she had been caught staring.
The Noah of Pleasure chuckled again, amusement lining his voice when he spoke. "Did you get lost menina? I could escort you back to your room if you would like…" Ellen narrowed her flashing silver eyes, the young woman feeling anger welling up within her heart at the Noah's words…
Was this perverted bastard trying to get rid of her? Did he not want her anymore?
Did he not want her now that Ellen wasn't part of the Black Order?
Now that-
"If the Earl catches you in here querida, he will have my head." The young Exorcist shook her head at the man's words and continued further into the pervert's room, the Noah watching her with narrowing brown eyes, the man's mouth twisting into a frown. "I would rather not push my luck when the Earl is in one of his moods…"
Ellen frowned and came to a stop before the sitting Noah of Pleasure, who had gone quiet the moment she was within touching distance, her silver eyes narrowing even more at the mention of that man's name. Ellen didn't care about him, she just wanted…
She just wanted to be touched… she needed to feel wanted…
The young woman placed the still sleeping Timcanpy at the top of the bed, the Noah's eyes watching her every move, but then Ellen didn't care about that either. Her skin was aching to be touched, her heart aching for that feeling of want and need…
For that feeling of being needed and desired, even if it was all fake, even if it wasn't real and she was only being used-
Ellen needed to not be alone, this man was the only one she could think of to seek companionship from within these walls. He had offered his company less then a few weeks ago. Though Ellen understood that if she wanted this man's company, then she would have to pay the price, Ellen knew the terms of this arrangement…
Ellen closed her eyes and was then leaning forward, her heart in her throat, her mind and heart twisting with shame as her pink lips pressed against Mikk's in a soft kiss. This pervert liked to kiss her; he had this horrible obsession with kissing, with indulging himself within that mortifying intimate touch…
If she was going to do this, then Ellen would have to deal with how utterly and horribly intimate the act of kissing was. She would have to deal with the way her heart fluttered within her chest at the simple contact between their lips, with how-
With how vulnerable it made her feel.
The young woman's arms rose from her sides, Ellen choosing to ignore the fact that they were shaking and wrapped them around the man's broad shoulders.
Mikk was completely still for a long moment, then a deep throaty groan rose from the very back of his throat, the man's strong hands moving and taking a hard hold of Ellen's slim hips. The Noah pervert pulling her petite body closer to his, between his parted knees.
That horrid ach flared to life between her legs at the touch. That terrible lust burning across her skin. Though this was what Ellen wanted, she wanted to drowned in this fake passion that was rising within her, she wanted to feel that burning desire-
The young white haired woman shifted herself into the pervert's lap, her nightdress rising up as Ellen straddled the Noah of Pleasure's strong hips. Mikk growled hungrily against her lips, the man's arms pulling her even closer. Ellen choked back her own needing whine when she felt the pervert jerk his hips up, Mikk's hard erection rubbing against her, between her parted thighs…
That ach between her pale thighs was burning even higher now, her petite frame shuddering with pure want.
She was a whore, Ellen was no better then those women that her master would seek out to warm his bed. The harlots that would fall into that bastard's bed for just the thrill of it.
Ellen could feel her cheeks heating in embarrassment, shame at the way that she was acting twisting in her heart but Ellen pushed it down. The pervert's hands ran over her clothed body in hard caresses, the burning touches making Ellen's heart beat even faster within her chest.
The Exorcist's heart was pounding within her chest, just the thought of being with this man again, the memory of the pleasure he could give her, was making that wicked ach between her thighs burn even higher.
The young woman shivered and moaned, her hands moving to tangle into the bastard's long curly hair. Ellen ground her hips down harder onto that hard bugle in Tyki Mikk's cotton pants, her body craving the pleasure that Ellen knew that she could get from this man…
Ellen knew how to play the part of a whore, she had seen quite the few during her time under her master's care…
"Fuck me…" Ellen whispered, her pale cheeks darkening even more when her soft pleading words broke the silence in the dimly lit room. The man touching her paused at her words however, the bastard was then pushing her away (though not off his lap) so he could look her in the eyes.
"Como é que é menina? {What was that girl?}" Mikk spoke in a tone lined with confusion. Ellen blinked and tried to lean close the distance Tyki Mikk had put between them.
The young woman's pink lips twisting down into a displeased frown when the Noah didn't let her close the distance that he had put between them. Ellen titled her head to the right, her silver eyes half lidded as she met those haunting and cutting brown eyes with a confused look.
"What did you say menina?" Mikk added, speaking so the Exorcist could understand him. Ellen shivered at the Noah's demanding tone, the young woman was mortified and embarrassed with herself, but she needed relief, she needed to feel that- that-
"I want you… to…" Ellen whispered under her breath, her tone lined with her fear of being turned away, of being rejected. Having to repeat her request only making that horrid doubt within her grow. "…to have sex with me…"
…Because it seemed that everyone that she was close to turned up dead or abandoned her, left her alone…
Ellen Walker would always be alone.
Tyki Mikk frowned rather deeply then, his brown eyes hardening as he continued to hold her gaze. The man sighed and Ellen blinked in confusion when the man pushed her off his lap. Ellen stumbled to get her feet back under her, the Exorcist now held an arms length away from the Noah. The man's hands sliding from their hard hold of her arms to fall back to his lap.
Tyki Mikk breaking the only contact between them.
The young woman's heart was twisting and throbbing in pain with the rejection, her silver eyes starting to burn with tears. Ellen's left hand rose to press against her clothed chest, the sixteen year old not understanding why her heart was hurting so badly.
"Go back to your room menina." The man spoke in a cold tone, the Noah of Pleasure once again watching her, studding her, the man looking far from being pleased with her. Ellen frown deeply then, her anger rising faster then ever before, her anger freezing the pain within her heart.
The young woman hissed and took a step closer to the bastard still sitting on the bed. Her pain of being turned away quickly being overtaken by her rage at the man's cold dismissal. The young woman not understanding why this pervert would refuse the simple act of having sex with her.
Was Ellen no longer good enough for this pervert? Had this bastard had his fun and was now done with her?
Now that… now that she might be pregnant with his…
Now that he might have succeeded in his sick and horrid goal?
Ellen shook her head, her blood and heart filling with cold bitter anger.
Her silver eyes could see that the bastard was hard, Ellen could see that he was turned on by the fact that she was in his bedroom and only wearing a simple cotton nightdress. The Exorcist couldn't understand why he would turn her away when she was obviously so willing- or was that the reason?
Was there no sport in it for the pervert if she was willing?
Ellen's silver eyes narrowed and the young woman took a calming breath, her silver eyes cold. "Why? You never had a problem forcing yourself on me before-" She hissed out, the bastard blinking at her cold words. "What, now that I'm willing I'm not good enough for you?"
The following blank look on the bastard's face was truly unnerving.
Though that horrid empty expression only lasted for a moment, then Mikk was sighing heavily, the Noah's broad shoulders sagging with defeat. Mikk fixed her with an exasperated look, like he couldn't seem to understand her.
The man sighed again and then his right hand was reaching out and taking a gentle hold of her left wrist. Mikk slowly pulling her back to him, the young woman not resisting the Noah in the slightest. As soon as she was close enough the Exorcist was jerked forward, Ellen barely choking back a cry of alarm when she was roughly thrown onto the bed.
Ellen didn't even have a moment to blink, then Mikk was on top of her and between her thighs.
"I am not going to fuck you querida," Mikk said in a bland tone, his mouth laying a soft kiss to the right side of her pale throat. Ellen whimpering at the following shiver of pleasure that raced across her pale skin at the touch.
The pervert's mouth was then making its way up her neck, only stopping once he reached her jaw. "Ah, mas o que eu daria para sentir o seu calor, amor {Ah, but what I would give to feel your heat, love}, but the Earl made it very clear that you are off limits for the time being…"
Ellen frowned at the man's words; The Earl had told the Noah of Pleasure that she was off limits? That wasn't the man's place- it wasn't any of the Earl's business-!
Mikk pulled back, his brown eyes looking into her silver and the young woman wasn't quick sure what she saw there within that light brown gaze. When the Noah of Pleasure spoke again his tone was lined with regret. "Let me take you back to your room menina, it's late and you need to rest."
Ellen shivered with the thought of going back to her empty and cold bedroom. That feeling of loneliness and grief once again rising and Ellen could feel tears start to build at the corners of her silver eyes.
"Please…" Ellen whispered softly, her tone pleading, the young woman not caring about her pride at the moment. "Please could I stay for awhile…we could-" A horrid blush rose to stain her pale white skin. Ellen's eyes slid to the side, the young woman unable to continue looking at the man leaning over her. "…if you let me stay… we could…"
Mikk's light brown eyes blinked, the man's mouth twisting into a deep frown at the Exorcist's proposition. Though a moment later that irritatingly sly grin was once again back on his face. "Why menina, I didn't realize that you've missed me so." The bastard purred smoothly, his gold eyes flashing with devious amusement.
Ellen could feel her pale cheeks darkening at the hungry leer in the pervert's eyes. But then, this look was what the young woman wanted. This man was handsome, very handsome, and it wasn't like she was a virgin.
This was nothing more then having this man ease her loneliness, this was nothing more then sex. This was nothing more then Ellen seeking companionship in a man that she knew would be more then willing.
That horrid ach once again rose between her thighs at the thought of what she wanted from this man. Ellen reached up to touch the man leaning over her. Her heart was aching for that closeness, that fake affection that Ellen knew she could get from Mikk.
"Please Mikk… please let me stay…just for a few hours..." Ellen whispered, her blood burning with that wicked need and desire.
Tyki Mikk groaned when Ellen's trembling hands slid down his bare chest, her clumsy fingers trying to work the buttons loose on the Noah's only article of clothing. The Noah of Pleasure growled hungrily and leaned down, his mouth seeking out her lips.
The young woman fought back her need to turn away from the kiss at the last moment. Kissing was so horribly intimate, kissing was for husbands and lovers…
Mikk was neither Ellen's husband or her lover. No, he was just someone to warm her cold skin and fill her need for another's company…
The pervert kissed her hard, little bursts of heat flashing into existence at Ellen's lips and traveling down, all the way down to pool within her lower belly. That horrid ach demanding attention from this man, this Noah…
Her enemy.
"Why so formal amor?" the Noah of Pleasure asked in a husky voice, his own hands pulling and tugging at her white nightdress. The pervert's hands working their way under the soft cotton to ghost across her heating pale skin. "After all the times that I've had you, menina… why do you still call me by my last name?"
Ellen shivered as the Noah continued to touch her in heated and hard caresses. Ellen's lust rising higher, along with her aching and burning need to feel this man inside her, to have Tyki Mikk take her once again. Mikk was then pulling her nightdress from her; the young woman suddenly being overtaken with an overpowering shyness and need to cover herself now that she was naked.
Mikk chuckled at her mortified blush, the man finding her sudden shyness amusing. Ellen frowned and turned her determined silver eyes to his pants, choosing to focus on removing the article of clothing instead of on her embarrassment of being completely nude before the Noah of Pleasure.
It was stupid for Ellen to be feeling embarrassed, this bastard had already seen her naked more then once. Tyki Mikk pulled back and away from her, his strong hands taking hold of her wrists and pulling them away from their task. Ellen frowned deeper and her silver eyes turned to meet the man's hard gaze.
The young Exorcist blinked at the look within the Noah's eyes and tried to pull her wrists free, but the pervert's hold didn't relent. The look in his light brown eyes demanding her to answer him before he would consider letting her continue with her task.
It took her clouding lust filled mind a few moments to recall what the bastard had asked her, Ellen's silver eyes sliding to look at anything other then at that horrid burning brown gaze. "I just-" Ellen stammered, her voice wavering.
"Why do you dislike it so much when I kiss you menina?" Tyki Mikk cut her off, the young woman flinching at the hard tone that the man had spoken to her with. The young woman could feel a few tears break free from her pained silver eyes. Her cheeks heating with her shame…
"Its just sex-" Ellen started, her voice broken and pathetic sounding even to her own ears. The Exorcist's heart twisting and burning with how utterly pathetic she was. She was nothing more then a whore, trading sex for a few hours of companionship.
All so she wouldn't be alone.
She had nothing left.
Why did this perverted bastard insist on asking questions that he shouldn't be asking?
None of it was any of his business.
"This is not just sex." Mikk hissed out, his anger surprising the young woman out of her dark thoughts. Her petite frame was shaking, her hands trembling when the pervert brought them to his lips, the man laying kiss after kiss to her twitching fingers. "Você não é uma prostituta para ser usada- {You are not a whore to be used-}"
Tyki Mikk growled in frustration and then was leaning down; Ellen didn't dare move when the man crushed his lips to hers hard. The Noah pressing her wrists to the bed before he released them, his hands moving down her trembling body, Mikk's touches hard and demanding now. "Você não é uma prostituta para algum idiota leva-la a cama e transar como bem entenderem- {You are not a harlot for some bastard to bed and fuck as they please-}"
"This is not just sex, menina, you are mine. Only mine-" Mikk spat out, his voice dark and wicked and sinful. The tone leaving Ellen's heart fluttering horribly within her chest, her breath catching within her throat when the Noah was suddenly nipping at the pale skin of her neck. "I've been waiting for this- I have been waiting to have you for almost a year amor-"
"When I saw that thing touching you," Ellen flinched at the memory of her last few moments within the Black Order dungeon, the fear and the anger that she had felt, that had almost swallowed her whole…
"I thought I would go mad. Just the thought of you with another-" Mikk's hard toned body was shaking with his rage, with his anger and Ellen could only lay there, her silver eyes wide and finely turning to meet the pervert's gaze, the young woman surprised to see that they were now that oh so familiar gold.
"I will not allow it." He hissed our darkly, his eyes hot-burning into her silver and Ellen felt that twisted thrill rise in her heart…
"Você vai ter o meu filho, e você será minha… {You will have my child, and you will be mine…}" He now whispered just under his breath, all Tyki Mikk's anger fading like it hadn't ever been there, his gold eyes closing as Mikk took a deep breath to calm himself even further.
When Tyki Mikk's eyes opened again they were back to their light brown, his mouth twisting into an odd smile. "Even if the Earl skins me alive for it menina, I will not let you go."
Mikk was once again leaning closer to her, his mouth pressing to hers in a soft and burning kiss. The bastard's tongue ghosting out and asking for permission to taste her, Ellen's soft pink lips timidly parting to allow the wickedly intimate touch before she could realize what she was doing.
Mikk's tongue entered her mouth a second later, Ellen shuddering hard at the new sensation, electricity flashing and tingling across her skin, Ellen's heart burning and craving more-
The kiss that followed was slow and gentle, the bastard's skilled tongue making Ellen's mind go blank. The pervert's hands touching her naked skin tenderly now, soothingly…
Lovingly…
It made her heart ach…
Then the man's hands were gone from her burning skin, the bastard shifting away but keeping the contact between their mouths. It was almost like if Mikk stopped kissing her then Ellen might change her mind...
Ellen moaned into the pervert's open mouth when she felt Mikk press his now free and achingly hard erection against her wet entrance. Ellen's arms rose to wrap around the Noah's neck, pulling the bastard even closer to her, her need burning high and the young woman wanting more, much, much more.
Tyki Mikk groaned, the sound heavy with his need as he pushed his hard cock within her slowly. The young woman shuddering and arching her body against the one leaning over her, the pervert's hands once again touching her, burning across her smooth pale skin in gentle caresses.
Ellen's lust and horrid need was rising and only eased when the Noah jerked his broad hips forward, sheathing his cock within her to the hilt. Tykij's hard shaft pushing into her deeper when he thrust again. It was now that Mikk pulled away from kissing her parted lips, his mouth moving to kiss and nip at her pale throat.
The Noah of Pleasure's strong body was flush against hers, his sinful mouth moving to nuzzle again her right cheek, the bastard's hot breath burning and his mouth pulling into that irritatingly wide grin. Mikk was thrusting his hard cock in and out of her slowly, the young Exorcist whimpering at the Noah's leisurely pace…
Ellen could feel that burning knot within her lower belly twisting and tightening with each agonizingly slow thrust. The Exorcist writhing underneath the Noah's straining body.
She needed more then this, Ellen needed more-!
"Eu te amo. {I love you.}" The Noah purred sensually against her heating skin, the feeling of the man's hard shaft pushing into her and then slowly withdrawing making Ellen shudder with want and need of a harder pace.
"Eu te amo…{I love you…}" Tyki Mikk's repeated breathlessly, his toned body shuddering and Ellen knew that he was close to his own end, the young woman also close...
Ellen's lust and need now burning so hot that it was consuming her, the Exorcist's pleasure only twisting higher each time Mikk's sinful voice reached her ears. "Eu te amo…{I love you…}" he spoke those words again, Ellen unable to understand the man's words. She wanted to know what he was saying...
The young white haired woman shuddering as her hips continued to move in time with Mikk's slow thrusting, though the Exorcist was soon trying to increase the pace, the young woman grinding against the pervert heatedly. "Harder-! " Ellen purred out, the young woman barely recognizing the sound of her own voice…
Tyki Mikk hissed through clenched teeth, the bastard shuddering and his hard shaft pulsing, the sound of her lust filled voice pushing the Noah that much closer to his end. "Fuck me harder Mikk..." Ellen hissed under her breath, her hips pushing back hard when the man thrust forward, the pervert's cock pressing deep within her, making the bastard groan heatedly against her skin.
The man somehow kept his slow pace however, though every muscle within his toned body was tense with the effort. The man fighting with himself to not heed the young woman's demand to be taken rougher. "You want me to take you harder, amor?" Mikk's breathed darkly against her burning skin, the man's voice heavy and wicked with his lust and desire.
Ellen moaned loudly, her own need and her own desire pulsing and rising to the point that the Exorcist was sure she would go mad. "Please-!" the young woman begged, her pride being pushed aside in the face of this horrid and sinful act.
All that Ellen knew was that she needed more!
"No." Mikk purred in a dark and angered voice, the man's right hand sliding up to run his shaking fingers through her soft white hair. The bastard's whole body was shuddering and burning with the effort to restrain himself. Tyki Mikk moving to claim her lips once again, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth and Ellen shuddered, that pleasure filled knot within her belly twisted even tighter.
Ellen Walker was so close to her blissful end that she could-!
A slightly harder thrust and that ach between her thighs was burning so hot that Ellen couldn't keep back her loud cry of pure bliss, her pleasure braking over her hard, the slow build up only making her end that much better.
The young woman's inner walls were pulsing and gripping the Noah's hard erection, Mikk shuddering hard but continued to thrust within her wet heat oh so slowly, the man chuckling breathlessly against her parted and gasping pink lips.
"This is more then just sex to me menina," Tyki Mikk whispered huskily, the young woman burly hearing the Noah's words through the after glow of her orgasm. "It's much, much more-"
Ellen's silver eyes fluttered closed as the strong body moving against her shuddered and then snapped tight. The young woman's heart twisting in painful terror as his hips jerked sharply against hers, that horrid burning fire blooming within her as the bastard came, though Ellen made no move to stop the Noah from releasing within her.
Why were her closed silver eyes burning…? Why did she feel like crying…? Hadn't Ellen decided that she would be ok, that she would be ok with being used like this if it meant having this man's company...? Even if it was only for a few hours...?
Why-?
The man was panting breathlessly against her heated white skin shamefully. Then the Noah of Pleasure was shifting away from her a few long moments later. Ellen's silver eyes fluttering opened and blinking in confusion when Mikk lay down on the bed next to her, pulling the blankets up and over them. The young woman only frowning deeper when Mikk reached out for her and pulled Ellen up against his chest, his chin coming to rest against the top of her head.
Ellen's hands were now trapped between them, her pale cheeks heating darker at the intimate embrace. There was a long moment of tense silence, and then the young Exorcist made to pull away from the Noah's arms, not understanding way he was holding her like this…
Tyki Mikk pulled her closer, the bastard refusing to let her pull away-
"Se essa rua, Se essa rua fosse minha
{If this street, If this was my street}
Eu mandava, Eu mandava ladrilhar,
{I ordered, I ordered to tiles }
Com pedrinhas, Com pedrinhas de brilhante
{with pebbles , With brilliant pebbles}"
The young woman's silver eyes blinked again, Ellen pausing and her face turning up from the man's well muscled chest. The Exorcist trying to see Mikk's face, but the man only held her closer to him. The Noah of Pleasure's voice was low, just barely above a whisper as he continued to sing in that language that Ellen couldn't understand…
"Só pra ver, Só pra ver meu bem passar,
{Just to see, just to see my baby go on}
Nessa rua,
{On this street,}
Nessa rua tem um bosque
{On this street there is a garden}
Que se chama, Que se chama solidão
{That is called, That is called loneliness}"
Mikk's voice murmured quietly, the Noah's voice was smooth and sinful to the ears, his tone lined with affection. One of the bastard's hands slowly slid up her bare back, the caress making the young woman shiver, her heart once again fluttering horridly in her chest.
"Dentro dele, Dentro dele mora um anjo
{Inside of it , Inside of it lives an angel}
Que roubou, Que roubou meu coração
{Who stole, Who stole my heart}
Tu roubaste, Tu roubaste o meu também
{You stole, You stole mine too}"
…and yet Ellen found herself craving more, her heart wanting more of those soft touches-
It was terrifying, mortifying and horrid-
Ellen Walker could feel her body relaxing, sleep making her eyelids heavy. Mikk's smooth and deep voice soothing away the young woman's loneliness, even if Ellen couldn't understand his words… the tone the Noah sang the song in was so…
His long and strong fingers were running through her soft white hair almost lovingly...
"Se eu roubei, Se eu roubei teu coração
{If I stole, If I stole your heart}
Tu roubaste ,Tu roubaste o meu também
{you stole , you stole mine as well}
Se eu roubei, Se eu roubei teu coração
{If I stole, If I stole your heart}
Foi porque, Só porque te quero bem
{It was because, Just because I love you}"
Silence filled the room that was still dimly lit by the one lone lamp that sat atop the nightstand next to the large bed. Ellen was so close to sleep, her silver eyes sliding closed, her breathe even and soft. "Can…I stay…?" she whispered under her breath, sleep quickly clouding her mind and slurring her words.
An odd chuckle past Tyki Mikk's mouth, his chest reverberating with the sound and for some reason the sound of that chuckle made Ellen's heart hurt. "Eu te amo…{I love you…}, I -" the man paused in want he was about to say, changing his mind at the last moment, "Hush menina and go to sleep..."
~~~ Portugues translations from BelleTiger BT~~~
Ah, mas o que eu daria para sentir o seu calor, amor = Ah, but what I would give to feel your heat, love
Você não é uma prostituta para ser usada- = You are not a whore to be used-
Você não é uma prostituta para algum idiota leva-la a cama e transar como bem entenderem- = You are not a harlot for some bastard to bed and fuck as they please-
Eu te amo. = I love you.
~~~Song titled: Se Essa Rua Fosse Minha~~~
Se essa rua, Se essa rua fosse minha
{If this street, If this was my street}
Eu mandava, Eu mandava ladrilhar,
{I ordered, I ordered to tiles}
Com pedrinhas, Com pedrinhas de brilhante
{With pebbles , With brilliant pebbles}
Só pra ver, Só pra ver meu bem passar,
{Just to see, just to see my baby go on }
Nessa rua,
{On this street,}
Nessa rua tem um bosque
{On this street there is a garden}
Que se chama, Que se chama solidão
{That is called, That is called loneliness}
Dentro dele, Dentro dele mora um anjo
{Inside of it, Inside of it lives an angel}
Que roubou, Que roubou meu coração
{Who stole, Who stole my heart}
Tu roubaste, Tu roubaste o meu também
{You stole, You stole mine too}
Se eu roubei, Se eu roubei teu coração
{If I stole, If I stole your heart}
Tu roubaste ,Tu roubaste o meu também
{You stole , you stole mine as well}
Se eu roubei, Se eu roubei teu coração
{If I stole, if I stole your heart}
Foi porque, Só porque te quero bem
{It was because, Just because I love you}