Hi !
Here is my third chapter. Still no plot. Just yaoi.
Enjoy ! (or don't enjoy).

Chapter 3. The Bath

"I'm the pleasure, shonen"
He woke up in softness, in a white room, in a wide bed. The daylight was softened by thick grey curtains. He was lying in a comfortable tan bed, with large curved button back headboard and footboard. A smooth fur blanket was covering him. He turned on his right side. A great mirror with white baroque borders was put against the wall, facing him. He was looking at his reflection, when he saw a man sitting behind him. He sat up quickly and turned to face him.
"Good morning, shonen" the man said.
It was Tyki. Black curly bangs were falling in his face. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. Allen's heartbeat speeded lightly.
" 'morning" he answered, gathering the covers around him. He was naked.
Tyki smiled and came to sit next to him, on the bed. He laid a hand on the boy's cheek, … then on his shoulder. There were several scars on them. He then gently took the boy's left arm in his hand. It was entirely bandaged, but he didn't ask any question about it. He brushed his chest, which was covered with bruises and scars, and shook his head.
"Humans have no manners" he said, staring at the boy's injuries.
"No, that's just… "
Tyki didn't let him the time to reply. He came over him, making Allen lay down. He slowly removed the fur blanket, unveiling a deep wound in his lower abdomen, just above his tight.
"Why do you let them do that to you, boy?" he asked him, and his lips were just above his.
"I don't let them…"
"You liar", he said, brushing his lips against Allen's.
He kissed him intensely, tasting his lips, sucked at them, kissed him again. When Allen kissed him back, he smirked.
"You're shaking, boy…" he said before kiss him again.
He sucked hard on his lower lip, and felt the boy shivered. He lowered a bit his pelvis, rubbing his groin against Allen's erection.
"Ah…"
"Humans don't know pleasure." he murmured in his ear. "But I do. I'm the pleasure, shonen…"
He nuzzled against Allen's face, while still slightly rubbing their crotches together, at a slow pace, appreciating the warm sensation. The boy laid his hand on his cheek. It was so sweet it made his heart beat faster – he couldn't help it. He kissed gently his hand, and then his lips. As Allen cupped his face with both of his hands, he deepened the kiss, making him moan.
It could have last forever. It had last forever. They were drowning in pleasure.
But Tyki moved gently away.
Allen sat up, trembling.
The man, who was standing before him, caressed his jawbone line, smiling. He had bright shining eyes.
"C'me on…"

"Kissing underwater"
He took him by the hand; he was naked and confused. He led him at the other side of the room, where there was a tan button back bath, with white net curtains all around it. Tyki took a light silk dress gown that was down on a tub chair, and held it to Allen. He helped him wrapping up with it, and the boy tied the ribbon belt on his stomach. He was still hard under the soft fabric, even harder, since the singularity of the scene was arousing him…
Tyki made him lay in the empty bathtub. He bended gracefully over him to run the water. Then he squatted next to the tub, arms folded on the edge, looking at the boy.
This one had these lovely wide eyes. He was feeling warm water flowing between his legs, on the silk material; he could feel his nightgown getting wet… He was subconsciously spreading his legs to feel the hot liquid dripping on his clothed crotch…
He saw some white drops fall on his soaked cloth. He raised his head and meet Tyki's bright eyes. The man was pouring a whole carafe of a milky bath cream in the water, on him.
When he was done, he put the jug down, and, with a smirk, leaned toward Allen, who was up to his chest in the water.
"Na, are you okay, sho- m… !" he exclaimed as he felt two wet hands on his cheeks, and soft lips on his lips. He had opened his eyes wide. The boy was deep kissing him.
"ha? " he said when he could, surprised.
The boy's hands were now on his shirt. He was looking right into his eyes.
"Aren't you afraid?" he asked, with a grin.
"You don't know me, Tyki Mikk", Allen replied.
He then drew him to himself, into the warm milky water. Tyki came in fully clothed. "Hunter". He ran his hands on the soaked silk, under the water, run them on the boy's tight, touching the heavy, silky cloth. He parted slightly the panels of the dress gown, unveiling Allen's cock, and smoothly moved forward, over the boy, and kissed him deeply. Their heads slowly slid down the wall; they were kissing underwater, and some milky water was mingling with their saliva…
They resurfaced, but Tyki just caught his breath to plunge again in the warm liquid. He buried his face in Allen's clothed chest, leaving a trail of kisses, slowly going down, to his lower abdomen, where he lingered a bit. He caught his breath, and plunged again in the whitish liquid. He kissed the base of his crotch –he felt the boy tremble – and then his hard cock… up to the tip, which he gently took between his lips… In a slow motion, he took his whole length in his mouth – he heard a muffled moan that came from the surface – and slowly pumped at it, underwater.
And he kept on sucking at him, squeezing the tip of his cock between his lips, releasing it, and pumping, swallowing creamy water at the same time. When he came back to the surface, he was choking; milky water was running from the corner of his mouth. But he had these bright, hungry eyes.
Allen thrilled. The man over him was a predator. And the predator came close to his face, and smiled near his lips; and then he kissed him, releasing some warm water in Allen's mouth, which started to run down their chins. The boy coughed – needed to cough - but Tyki didn't stop to kiss him languorously so Allen's eyes cried. He stopped.
"Are you okay, shonen? You look… confused?" he was amazed.
Allen wiped his tears away and looked him in the eyes.
"Fuck me", he said simply.
Tyki laughed.
"I like you, boy."

Thank you so much for your reviews !
I didn't write the next chapter... I'm sorry. I'm quite busy, and more than anything I'm depressed. Heartsick.
One day my body will refuse to get out of this fucking bed, and I'll spend my nights writing and listening to good 's my wish.

Well, I'll try to go on with this fanfic, when it will be possible.

Thank you, really.