Tie

Slinking around in the shadows, Lulubelle made her way to her destination. For the past few weeks, she felt so compelled to do what she'd hopefully accomplish tonight. It had taken her a while to muster the courage for this plan. Now that she had her mind set, absolutely nothing was going to stop her!

Lulubelle crept into his room, her collar bell tinkled at her actions.

Tyki looked up from his novel as he lain in bed. He saw Lulubelle and cocked one eyebrow. Tyki Mikk wondered why she of all people was entering his room unannounced. "Lulubelle, what do you think you are doing? If you didn't know, this is my room..." He bended down the top corner of the page to save his place before setting the novel (which was exotica) down. Tyki was re-reading his exotica collection which was stashed in a bag he had in his closet. Yes, he enjoyed such novels and learned from them. It was one of his personal secrets.

Lulubelle shifted back into her Noah form. A sly smile came upon her face as she walked casually over to his bed. She leapt upon the bed, straddling Tyki. Swiftly, she began unbuttoning his white dress shirt.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Tyki growled, grabbing her hands tightly, to stop her from proceeding. "Get away from me!"

"Tyki, please..." Lulubelle frowned, trying to rip her hands away from his hold. "Give in to my desire..." She pouted, licking his cheek.

"What the hell? Go satisfy your own desire! Go see Skin, dammit! Leave me alone!" Tyki slapped her across the face, making Lulubelle gasp.

The two started having an awkward wrestling match upon his bed. Lulubelle wanted him to subdue her burning desires festering within her for she was, after all, the Noah of Lust. Tyki Mikk wanted Lulubelle as far away from him as possible. There was no way he was going to sleep with a whore. Well, actually, he would. But not with one such as her. Besides, Tyki already had his eyes set upon another, which was a deep secret in his case.

"Tyki-sama! Stop playing around and help me—" Lulubelle was cut off by the door slamming open.

A stunned Rhode stood in the doorway. Her hands balled up into fists by her sides. Anger erupted through her, making her slightly quiver.

"Rhode, it's not what it looks like! Lulubelle is pulling a Frank-n-furter on me!" Tyki slurred, using his full force to throw Lulubelle off the bed.

She hit the floor with a loud thud, muttering colorful swears.

"Frank what? She's pulling out a hotdog? Lulubelle has a... Ewwwwwwww!" Rhode furrowed her eyebrows, waving her arms in the air at the sudden disturbing mental pictures that filled her mind.

"Ah, jeez. Thanks, Rhode. You make me feel old and stupid..." He sighed, shaking his head. It was funny how he said that, though, since she was older. Then again, she was only older in bearing her Noah memories and not mentally. "What I meant to say is that Lulubelle came onto me! Do you really believe I'd sleep with her? Seriously, Rhode..."

Rhode bit her lip, glaring from Tyki to Lulubelle. She didn't exactly know what to think of the situation. However, she had to make a clear point to both of them. Rhode, out of the blue, took out a collar and leash from her small black purse she had been holding in one hand.

"What the..." Tyki stared at her with bewilderment.

Rhode Kamelot walked as calmly as she could to his bed. Climbing up into bed with him, she clipped the black collar, which had a name tag that said 'Tyki', around his ashen neck before fastening the violet leash to it. Rhode tugged a few times at the leash before looking over to Lulubelle, who had sat up from her fall.

"See, Lulubelle? Lord Tyki Mikk in mine. Try to take him away, bitch, and you'll be stuck in one damn nightmare until you die. Got that?" Rhode started to possessively pet at Tyki's dark curly hair. "He's my toy..."