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Warning: Graphic smut at the end of this chapter… And just so you know, I blushed for over an hour after writing the lemon… I had like four people ask me if I had a fever….

Beta: DarkAngel576 (thank you so much for all you do for me!)

Pairing: Tyki x FemAllen

The sky outside of the moving train had gone dark, had been dark for some time. It was late into the night but he wouldn't allow himself to sleep. His dark brown eyes half lipped and had long ago adjusted to the darkness that had fallen over the train cabin. He watched the rise and fall of the young female Exorcists left shoulder as she breathed.

Her upper body was still covered by her white blouse, and Tyki was fighting the temptation to remove the piece of cotton from her sleeping form. He sighed and started to move the hand that had been resting on her bare hip.

His hand slid up and under the cotton of her shirt, the white material making the softest ghost of a sound as his lightly tanned colored hand moved up, taking the shirt with it and past her lower abdomen and to run gently against her flat stomach.

The softer fabric of the corset that she wore under her white blouse felt like silk. The Noah of Pleasure chuckled softly as he used his ability of 'choice' to ignore that layer of underclothing that the young far skinned woman was wearing. His fingers tingled with that familiar heat and warm pleasure raced into the rest of his body as his skin made contact with hers.

His hand only paused for a moment to indulge himself in the pleasure of his skin touching hers. Then he moved further up until his hand came upon a round and very soft breast. Tyki didn't let his hand stop there, in fear that it wouldn't be able to start moving again once it stopped.

His hand finally stopped at her chest. He could feel her heart beating under his open palm, a slow and calm rhythm.

His brown eyes focused and a deep frown pulled at his lips.

He could feel it there. A soft humming that played almost perfectly with the beating of her heart. If he wasn't who he was, a member of the Clan of Noah, he was sure he wouldn't have noticed. But he was a Noah…

The hum of the Innocence was hard to ignore. At first he could only feel the hum from her left arm, but now that the pale white Exorcist had fallen asleep, and he could focus, he could feel it there in her heart.

Humming along with every beat of her life.

Tyki supposed that he should be thankful to it, the Innocence that had saved her life and that had mended the hole that his Tease had made in her heart.

And the Noah of Pleasure found it fascinating, truly intriguing, that his blood didn't sing with the need to crush it again. To destroy the Innocence that was right there, right in his arms.

Especially with it being so close and for such a long period of time…

She whispered softly then and Tyki pulled his hand away from her chest and out from under her shirt. He didn't need to be caught using his powers, not yet. His hand came to rest back on her hip, and his thumb stroked the exposed white skin there.

He didn't want her waking yet. The Noah in his 'white form of the Miner' leaned forward as he heard her whisper something oh so softly again, intending to hush her back to sleep. His lips almost brushing the back of her head, he could feel the soft strands of pure white hair against his face, but then he froze.

She again whispered, almost sighing, words under her breath. Her voice soft and gentle and at first he had thought that he was mistaken in what he had heard. But then she sighed out again and the Third Childs body stiffened. The muscles of the arm that the white haired Exorcist was using as a pillow snapped tight along with the rest of his body.

The Noah of Pleasure held his breath and listened, straining even his sensitive ears, just to make sure that he was not mistaken.

But how could he mistake that for anything else?

Her lips parted and her voice sighed out from between them a soft string of words that would form a familiar melody. The sound of her voice was soft from sleep but yet somehow clear, and the longer she went on the clearer the words became.

His dark brown eyes narrowed and he listened to her sing softly in her sleep. Tyki let her get to the third verse of the song that she should not have known before he called out to her.

When she didn't wake, her soft singing not even pausing, he pulled her thin body closer to his chest and called out loader. It was then that she started to wake, the words slurring into nothing as she stirred…

She gasped then and her body tensed and she moved to pull away from him in her panic, but Tyki wouldn't let her. In her first waking moments Allen had forgotten that he was there. That she wasn't sleeping 'alone' tonight.

Tyki smirked.

"Shh, hey, no need to freak out. It's just me, Tyki" Tyki whisper gentle as he could, remembering not to use his abnormal strength that came form being a Noah to keep her in his arms.

Tyki hissed and let the white haired Exorcist pull away from him because of the sharp pain in the hand at her waist.

His brown eyes narrowed at the golden ball, her golem, and it took a lot of his self restraint not to destroy it. He glared as her golem growled at him after letting go of his hand.

That thing had bit him!

Allen, now that she had a moment to wake up more and was sitting up next to him, seemed to calm. Her silver eyes widened at him before turning upset eyes on her golem.

"Timcanpy!" She said in a tone meant to scold, taking a hold of his tail and pulling him to her. "How many times do I have to tell you not to bite people?" Allen hissed and let 'Tim' go and turned concerned silver eyes on Tyki. "Are you ok?" she whispered in a soft tone, she reached out to touch him but paused and seemed to realize that she was wearing nothing but her blouse.

Her pale cheek flushed a beautiful shade of pink and the hand that was going to touch him moved in an attempted to use it to cover herself and give her a little more modestly.

Tyki smiled and moved to sit up, remembering off handily to reach out and replace his fake glasses back onto his face. 'Tyki the Miner' was supposed to be near to blind without his glasses after all. "I'm fine, it didn't bite me all that hard." He said in a reasserting tone. His eyes took a quick glance at the bit marks that little bastard had made.

His smile widened when he turned his eyes back on the blushing young woman sitting before him. He let them wonder for a moment before he noticed that she was fidgeting.

Tyki chuckled and reached out his lightly tanned fingers to entwine them into her soft white hair. His strong fingers slid though the silk like strands easily and that heat started to thread through his veins again.

Her left hand rose and he could see the intent to stop him from touching in her beautiful silver eyes, but Tyki would not let her deny him. She was beautiful and so pure; she had even been a virgin when he had taken her. His dark brown eyes glanced down at her pale white thighs that she was still trying to cover.

There was still dried blood mixed with white and Tyki had to swallow back his dark chuckle. He leaned forward and pulled her to him, his lips claiming hers in a gentle kiss. She moaned softly and just like that her resistance was gone.

He kissed her, that mouth that had been whispering that song only a few moments ago. It seemed every time they met and the more time he spent in her company, the more confused he felt. The more he needed to know and to have her. Tyki pulled away and smiled at her flushed face, her silver eyes unfocused after his kiss.

"You were singing in your sleep." He said, letting his curiosity show in his tone. He was truly interested to know how a human woman could know that song. Her eyes turned confused before they flashed with understanding, and this got his attached.

"I was dreaming…" Allen whispered softly; her eyes looking far away, lost in the memory of the dream, before they focused back on him. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

Tyki smiled and leaned in to kiss her again. He gently pushed her back to the floor of the first class train cabin and trailed kisses down her neck, his tongue flicking and twirling across her pale skin as his mouth sucked at the white flesh. The white haired girl underneath him shuddered and moaned sinfully at the pleasure he was giving her.

But Tyki pushed back his need to take her again for now. No matter how beautifully she was tempting him with her moaning and panting. Pulling his mouth away from her throat his dark brown eyes glance up to look at her face through his glasses. "What were you dreaming about?" he breathed against her hot white skin.

She shuddered again and pushed her body up against his and Tyki almost gave in to the heat and pleasure of having her oh so eager and needing underneath him. His length stiffened and ached to be within her again; to claim this pure and white young woman as his again…

"I-it's nothing all that important." the Exorcist panted as she pushed more and rubbed herself against his broad and strong body. The Noah of Pleasure had to fight back his growl of animalistic need to have this beautiful and white creature screaming in pleasure and lust underneath him as he claimed her again.

Oh, but it was important. It was very important to know how Allen Walker could possibly know that melody…

Her hands were at his belt and pulling down his fly and Tyki shuddered as his eyes flickered to gold before he could catch himself. He did manage to force down his black self just in time before he could shift all the way into his Noah form.

It was almost unsettling how close to losing control he was getting. It was getting harder and harder to keep up his human disguise. But the Noah of Pleasure knew that he could not afford to lose control around her, this young woman that was everything and the only thing he wanted and could think about.

He would win her heart, and only once it was his and she returned some of these feeling that were eating away at his control, would he let her know that the Noah and the human Miner were one in the same.

Tyki pulled back and pushed her now trembling hands away from his trousers and pulled his aching and hard shaft from them. His lightly tanned colored hands moved to ghost over her trembling knees and gently his hands slid between them. Tyki frowned when once he tried to part them the white skinned young woman tensed, but otherwise didn't make any attempts to stop him.

The Noah of Pleasure looked up to see concerned and nervous silver eyes watching him. Those eyes were half closed and her dark pink lips panting in her unease. Tyki fought down the urge to chuckle darkly at her uncertainty and embarrassment.

Instead Tyki offered her a soft smile as his eyes ran over her trembling body. Her right hand was lying on the ground over her head and her left hand was clutching at the white shirt that was over her heart. Her cheeks were dusted a light pink and her soft white hair fanned out around her head.

A few of the button on her white shirt had come undone and more of her pale chest was shown for his hungry brown eyes to see. He could even see a little of her cream colored corset that she wore underneath her blouse.

His eyes traveled further until they reached her bent legs. Gentle and slowly Tyki parted them, his hands shaking from restrain to go as slow as he could. His tanned fingers slid inside of those soft, pale, and white trembling thighs and continued to move until they almost reached her center. His eyes drinking in the evidence of the first time that he had taken her.

She had fallen asleep before she could clean up, but it didn't really matter. Tyki quite liked seeing the red of her virginity mixed with the white of his semen staining her white skin. It was all proof that she was his. That he had her first and he would be her only…

With that burning within his mind Tyki shifted forward and leaned over the smaller body of the Exorcist, his right hand coming to rest at the side of her head. His left hand rubbing the head of his large and aching cock against her wet and burning entrance before he pushed forward and within her.

"Oh God-!" she moaned as the Noah in his 'white form' pushed his length into her deeper, now only half way seated within her. The hand that had been at his cock moved to slide up that hot and burning white skin and take a bruising hold of her lower thigh, right above her knee. Tyki groaned and pulled that smooth leg up as high on his hip as he thrust the rest of the way within her hard.

Allen's petite body rocked back from the force of his thrust. Her left hand releasing its tight grip of her shirt to rise up, reaching blindly to take hold of something, anything, to steady her as Tyki drew back his hips.

Tyki released his bruising hold of her leg, now that the white haired young woman was keeping it there on his hip by herself, and took a hold of that hand. He forced her glove covered left hand back onto the carpeted floor and held it there above her head, his brown eyes watching as it twisted and twitched under his crushing hold.

And even now he didn't feel it, that need to destroy the Innocence. He could feel the hum and the power of the Innocence but all he could feel was the desire to keep it there, pinned and out of his way as he claimed its Accommodator as his again…

If it was hers, then it would be his.

His hips slammed forward again, and again her body shook from the force of his thrust. But he held her in place as he thrust again and again. Her lips opened, and sang, called, and tempted him to take her again and again.

"Fuck-!" Tyki growled out as his pleasure rose. His grip on his 'White Form' slipping again, his body wanting to be in its true state as the liquid fire sang through his veins in time to Allen's cries of pleasure.

The body under his snapped tight, her head tilting back and her petite body arched as her bliss broke upon her and racked her body with pleasure. Her voice sang out, beautiful and filled with bliss and sin.

His. Yes, sing for him. Sing only for him!

He leaned down and pushed his face into to crook of her neck, his vision blurring and flashes of light dancing before his eyes. The fire within him exploded and consumed him. The pleasure was drowning him and he could feel his 'Black Self' there just behind his eyes, but some how Tyki managed to keep a fragile hold of his 'White Form' as he let go of everything else.

Morning came and thus it brought about their parting as the train pulled into the station. But Tyki knew it would be far from the last time that they would meet. He had all night to think up a plan of attack. The cards that he would need to play to win her heart.

Allen smiled at him and before they parted ways she placed her hands on his chest and leaned up. The Noah of Pleasure suppressed his smirk as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers in a soft kiss.

He already had her; his white form 'Tyki the Miner' already had part of her heart. But that wasn't enough. He would have her completely, she would be his.

His only opponent in this game was the Black Order. Her loyalty to them was strong but Tyki was not one to ever play fair. He watched her walk away from him and Tyki allowed his dark smile to grace his lips, his dark brown eyes flashing in anticipation of the next hand he would play.

And the fact that she some how knew that song would surely only make the game easier for him to win…

Please review… Even if its saying you hated it, I still want your review! And Chapter 18 for Secrets is almost done, I'm hoping to have it up very soon! (like next Monday or hopefully sooner!)

And just to say it, when I write or think about Tyki's White form (read: Hobo) I don't think of him as being a dirty homeless guy. I have a hard time think of Tyki of ever allowing himself to be 'dirty'… besides having his mind always in the gutter… Rugged and not clean shaven, yes. Dirty, no.

anyway….I'm going to go over to that corner *points at a corner* and blush in embarrassment some more over the smut that I just wrote… Please review…