Tyki placed his hand softly against the unconscious young teen's cheek, feeling the soft caressing taunting skin of the unmarked body. He could practically feel the mocking sensation that he emitted, silently cursing himself for having him bound only. Such a shame, he teased.
He didn't have to wait long for the boy to wake though. The second he felt his hand on his cheek, the Japanese exorcist's eyes darted open, aware and alert like he hadn't been struck in the head with a concussive sound wave and was practically left for dead.
"Ah, so you finally wake darling," he teased, "I had begun to wonder if you would ever."
The young teen blinked once then twice as if he were suddenly struck in the face. He quickly retaliated his icy frame
"Don't fucking call me that."
"There's no need for such language darling," a couple tease came from his body, "we have just begun."
Kanda cursed under his breath thankful he was bound but not gagged; at least he could insult the bastard like shit before he thought of a way to break the binds and kill him. His head proved to be another matter, a matter which would greatly affect his plan he concluded. His head whirled under the intense lights that had gleamed across his vision, creating a mist in his sight. The cursed tattoo over his heart would heal it but it would take time and time was not something he had, especially locked in a room with the Noah of fucking Pleasure. Surely the gods were mocking him but then again, he didn't really give a shit. He would still be in this predicament whether or not his comrades were good for something or if a god watched over them. Hr didn't fucking care, he would do it with or without comrades.
"perhaps I should skip the skip dinner and go to dessert" the Noah teased, watching the realization come through the teen's eyes. It was only a moment before he turned expressionless and icy again but a moment was all he needed. "If that is what you want."
Kanda felt his stomach turning in the hands of Tyki's words, as if on cue with the syllables and indentations. He needed to get out of this bloody room, fast. It took a moment for the teen to perceive his surroundings and the situation at hand. It was just a simple, plain, large room, no doors, no windows, and almost no furniture; there was a dresser in the far corner, a desk next to it and a bed behind him. There might've been something else behind him but he didn't have much time to fully take in his surroundings as the Noah's eyes were practically undressing him.
Almost immediately his eyes were back on the Noah. "Where the fuck is Mugen?"
Tyki Mikk chuckled, how appropriate. The boy sought out his weapon before his friends. Then again, the boy possessed an unusual demand with isolation, having rejected his comrades, superiors and even his enemies from learning anything about him. Too bad for Yuu Kanda, or Kanda Yuu he corrected, he had already learned his fair share.
"Where the fuck is Mugen." It wasn't a question.
"Now now, lovely" Tyki played with a tease on his shoulder, "you only just arrived, there's no need to get so…temperamental, relax" Carefully he waved the tease over to rest of the bed behind the boy, "I don't plan on doing anything quite yet." Clearly teasing its wings against Kanda's shoulder, the butterfly seemed still other than that but still it just barely brushing against his shoulder as it flapped its wings slowly; again, another form of a tease.
"Why the fuck wouldn't I get fucking pissed, I'm fucking tied up, my innocence is fucking gone and I'm stuck with the fucking Noah of Pleasure!"
"You know where you stand then". The Noah held a sly smirk.
Kanda clenched his hand into a fist. The colour drained to an icy shade of peach, barely having any peach visible. It was when he made a fist he noticed the splashes of yellows and blue from newfound bruises. It would hurt like a bitch tomorrow he was sure.
"You fucking. Sick, annoying, bastard."
Already the colour was setting in and the bruises covered almost his entire wrist and the top of his hand. He had bad days, he had had a bad day today and surely it didn't show any signs of improving. At least Moyashi and that baka Usagi weren't here to see his humiliation. There were no exits, no entrances and no way out other than Tyki Mikk's ability to choose.
How very…convenient for him.
"My God, you're so tempting it should be a sin, how is it that one such as yourself denies any form of attachment when you're practically a living sin." Tyki said reaching forward earning a death stare from his captive. Chuckling, he leaned in drawing his hand back. He contemplated whether or not he should begin the game here. It was tempting, far temping than he would have liked. "Relax, you will only be here for a short will, then I will return you, eventually, but I promise you shall be returned." He whispered, glancing to the exorcist's chest, noticing the bruises had already begun to heal. "I will guarantee that to you at least." Tyki glanced to his wrists one last time.
"If you don't fucking let me go now I promise, I will cut you through with Mugen and enjoy watching you rot to fucking hell."
"If you can get it."
"I will get it." Kanda snarled, he did not like to be tested.
"If I choose not to destroy it." Tyki grinned; there was a silence for a long moment, so Mugen was his key to make him submit. He didn't need the Allen boy or the Bookman mini, all he needed was to hang on to his precious sword.
"Quite a healing power you have, darling, no wonder you're skin's so lovely." The Noah gently placed his palm on the mark that was well hidden beneath his uniform.
Kanda pulled back, "don't fucking touch me you sick bastard!"
The Noah laughed eagerly. Tyki Mikk was beyond thrilled. He stared at the young teen almost restless with anticipation. It had been awhile since he'd seen an exorcist and had some fun. It wasn't long before the young teen would make a move and when he did, he would take what he wanted, like always, he would steal everything the young teen owned, to see the fire in his eyes that lit passion that lay underneath.
He would awaken that fiery passion and then he was going to crush it.
"Where the fuck is Mugen!" He'd be damned before he let the blasted Noah do anything to him. He wouldn't let him enter his mind, steal his pride or force him into submission. He would fucking kill the bastard before that happened.
Seems like the Noah caught the thought.
His smirk turned into a devilish grin, "then how about we play a little game?" He toyed with the tease that was brushing against Kanda shoulder, leaning in to do so. "If you win, I will hand over your innocence without complaint."
Kanda glared, "and if I lose?"
He had a sly smile that made left Kanda in silence.
It would be a dangerous game…
Quite a dangerous game indded.