My sweet dear followers, LONG time no see.
Well, I'm afraid to submit this chapter to you, since it's quite different from the previous ones – I know what you'll say, but in my opinion, Chapter 6. was less different than this one.
Why is it a "Chapter 6.2"? Because what I propose you here is a more narrative alternative to the former Chapter 6. The only common trait, however, between the 6 and the 6.2 is to follow on from chapter 5.
I hope it won't be too disappointing. AND I beg your pardon, but I still don't speak english. I think it's even worse :) . Please, enjoy it for me.
Chapter 6.2 The bluff
And then Cross'pupils shrinked
Plumes of white smoke were rising in the air; each wave was skimming against the ceiling a few meters towards the oriel before gradually vanishing. A light rain outside was making gentle noises on the glass. He took another puff on his cigarette. Blew out. And the rest was silence.
By his side on the couch were resting the boy's legs. It was dark. Tyki looked at Allen's soothed face, on his knees, which was nestled in his shirt. He finally fell asleep. He petted his hair softly. Well, it hasn't been easy.
A few hours ago bursted indeed Allen into tears, in his arms. Tyki did his best to comfort him, with an amazing patience and understanding, explaining him again in the most appropriate way what Akumas were, and how one does not kill them, but frees the soul they lock up. And… he told him Mana doubtless excused him this day, and even should have been glad Allen released him before he kill anyone. The boy's grip tightened on his shirt. He wouldn't hear that. No, he wouldn't hear that. With an amazing patience and understanding.
Tyki had kept on embracing him tight, and by degrees, Allen grew calmer and the sobs subsided. He then carried him back in his room, because his legs were shaking from fatigue and emotion.
And now they were resting by his side on the couch and plumes of white smoke were rising in the air. Tyki gazed at the boy, while keeping on caressing his hair. Two more minutes of ease passed, before the main gate slammed hard. Damn… He knew sweetness would end once Cross Marian would walk throught the door. With a soft move he arranged the black sheet on Allen's warm body, and laid his palm back on his cheek.
"You'd make a good mother, Tyki Mikk", a gruff voice said behind him.
Baka. He slightly turned his head. "O–kaeri, exocisto", Tyki said in an offhand way, with his singing voice. Cross Marian took off his long jacket, paying no attention to the magnifi/nsolent face the Noah was showing over his shoulder; he threw it on an armchair, and walked toward the bow-window, a cigarette in the mouth.
"Pretending to be a loving human, uh?" He paused to light his cig. "Did Allen already saw the creepy face you have when you strangle someone, or snatch one's heart with bare hands?"
Tyki grinned creepily.
"Should I show him?", he said with excitement.
"ch."
"He won't like it", Cross answered, looking at the sleeping boy. "At least not until he meets Leverrier and his dogs, some other assholes of the Black Order, and some FRIENDS of yours, ○○○ and the millennium earl, again".
He marked a pause and squinted his eyes, focusing now on the way Tyki's watching Allen. The Noah caught his glare.
"So, what are the news?", the latter asked, just as if nothing was wrong.
"Well, they heard about his arm. Had a testimony. So they started to investigate, suspecting Allen's arm to be an Innocence. They sent their doggies to his…"
"Boudoir ", Tyki Mikky ended.
"hmpf." Cross Mariann took a deep breath in of his cig. '"Ano baka." /out of his cig. "boudoir. It's obviously not like the true him. ….' should had work in a hooker bar, or.. Yeah, a hooker bar". Tyki's lips widly stretched up. "Drinking like a fish, kicking the dickhead's teeth in, having a blast".
" 'sounds right", said Tyki, setting down his arm on the top of the couch, trying to look relaxed.
Cross Marian's intuitions, Cross Marian's observations, Cross Marian's reflections, Cross Marian's plans and acts
always were
Cross Marian's.
Always were accurate.
"Anyway, they are more retarded than I think.", Cross resumed. " That's good. We should take advantage of our lead. When he'll wake up, we'll .. ...? ..Oï? "
Cross stared at the noah, who was only half-listening. What's wrong with this guy? As Allen had moved in his sleep while the kensei was speaking, Tyki Mikk had instantly taken him whole in his arms, right against his chest, in the warmth of his body where the boy's muscles eased again.
Aitsu… In fact, Tyki Mikk was oddly over-affective/protective towards Allen right now, despise his efforts to hide it. He was subtly smelling Allen's hair. Since when is he so… is he ..acting that way... And then Cross'pupils shrinked.
"Wait, … Did you just fu"
… … … … … ◊ … … … … … … … … … … … …◄ … … … … … … … "ck me'', Allen said to Tyki … … … … … … … … … ◊ … … … … … … … … … … … ■ … … … … … … … … … … ◊ … … … … … … … … … … … … … ■ … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … ◊ … … … … … … , breaking a soaked, deep kiss, as this one had laid him on the floor.
"ed him ?"
Tyki raised his eyes to Cross, keeping on smelling and taking care of Allen. He had his one poker face. He gave the simplest answer in the most nonchalant way.
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Split-second-K.O.-Down
"iie."
Demo...
A few hours ago... occurred all this occurred a few hours ago. When his legs were shaking in Tyki Mikk's embrace.
In the hallway were they as one with each other. Allen's arms and Allen's legs were crossed around the older man; and their lips were married.
Tyki was carrying him back to his room, but, as he was entering there, the boy deepened the kiss, cupping his cheeks, imperatively making him halt. Well…., boy… Being careful of not breaking this intoxicating kiss, he slowly bent his knees; Allen's legs instinctively liberated his waist, allowing Tyki to put him down. There they were, on the floor, in the doorway of Allen's bedroom.
Allen broke the soaked, deep kiss to whispered in Tyki's ear a "fuck me'', that made him trill. "Please don't leave", he whispered, before taking him in his mouth again. The noah kissed him back with delight. Half kissing he repeated
"fuck me please..."
The silky black sheet that was covering Allen's skin had fallen on the floor, on his calves, as the boy was on his knees, embracing Tyki's neck. Hn. The man pulled back his tongue and moved a little back, to take a look at him.
"[◊] How beautiful you are, shō-nen..."
Allen was naked, shaking; he surely was in pain, and yet his cock was hard. It looked so delicate. Just as a shaking stem topped by a lovely rosebud. "Boy... ", Tyki said, laying his warm palm on the boy's side – he kissed him gently. The young man's whole body was trembling, and he was giving himself to Tyki, claiming him, in all his weakness.
"You should learn not to do that", the man said, calmly.
He got closer to him, to comfort him. Actually, he wasn't really calm. "I don't intend to leave you anyway", he added. And when he felt the stiffened sex of the boy looking for his own one, pressing on his trousers, he admitted he definitely wasn't calm. Yet he laid kindly hands at the base of Allen's neck.So warm..
The latter stopped to writhe; shaking; he ducked his head so Tyki couldn't notice how flustered he looked behind his hair.
"Shōnen, you don't have to tell these things if you don't want to, since I'm not really a client", he resumed. His hands ran smoothly on his skin to lodge themselves under the boy's armpits.
| Allen's eyes widened under his hair. |
"You're not obliged to do this to have the affection you deserve, boy"
. . .
"I am", Allen answered with a somber voice.
Now he was looking at the man straight in the eyes.
"Anyhow.., Tyki Mikk.." \\Allen moved
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\ SPLIT-SECOND
/ K.O.-down.
\
Tyki's been pinned on the ground. Stunned. Unexpectedly strong… Allen's hands were applying pressure on his biceps.
"Tell me", he ordered. "Are you a client or not?"
Stunned. Allen was hard and was strong, above him.
" 'Cause you see, your double dealing's getting seriously on my nerves. I'm giving you what you want too, here".
Yet his stretched arms were shaking.
"Listen", his voice became calmer. "You are sincerely nice with me,…",And I'm grateful for this, "but...I'm no fool. If we didn't kiss" , were shaking, "and/or played, I'll be", shaking, "nothing for you. Just a guy you had to involve in exorcists", were shaking, " 's things for whatever reason. If you're so" , shaking, "kind to me, it is because I did."
Tyki was fucking stunned. Because Allen was right. The latter loosened his grip on Tyki's biceps. His look had gradually softened. And the more he was calming, the more he seemed dizzy.
"I didn't do it on purpose. But that's how it is", Allen resumed.
He sat carefully on the older, spreading his warmth through his stomach. "And you are my client", he said, with grace. "My very special client.." He was still hard and he was still shaking. Tyki's left hand grabbed Allen's arm.
"Boy..." – His voice never been so sweet.
Allen stroke Tyki's cheek with his other hand.
"Don't get me wrong", he resumed, "I really enjoy what we're doing and what we've done", he leaned over him, and his voice became a whisper : "including that day, when you came at my boudoir".
… … … … … … … … … ●
"The way you laid your hands under my armpits, made me remember this", he answered to Tyki's goggled eyes. "I'm sure you are… the man with big glasses that was so good to me".
They gazed at each other.
"It was so damn good that day", Allen said in a tremulous voice, that immediately made himself blush. He leaned his forehead on Tyki's one. "Gomen nasai for being so needy", he said, panting, clasping the man's arm too. "I'm also sorry to tell you this, but I used to take some pills to... desinhibate me when I work. I need it to.. bear some things.. So… It's kind of hard, right now, to stop wanting you to t a k e me".
….His [˂3] skip/ped a beat.
Two times.
Crumbs of his poker face on the ground.
… "Sumimasen, shō-nen ͜ ͝
Tyki pulled on Allen's back to bring his whole body closer, and gave him a passionate, dirty kiss. He could feel the young man's painfully hard sex nestled against his stomach.
"You're so hot, boy...", said Tyki when their lips splitted. Straightaway met their lips again; "And you absolutely don't have the right to be ashamed of it".
"T...yk..–i**,", moaned Allen ";.. ■ .. ;" "take me, please.." Just as that day
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Cross Marian's diagnosis
Demo…
Crossed finished his cig and stubbed it out. He then took another one in a golden packet, and lighted it while getting closer to Tyki. The latter stayed. Unshakeable. As Cross suddenly leaned toward him with NO delicacy AT ALL, to scrutinize him.
Tyki just smiled, looking perfectly relaxed, focusing on the beauty of the half-masked man. And there he thought Kensei's scent was one of the most complex he had ever scent.
Cross Marian's diagnosis came after a thick puff of white smoke;
○○○○ "You liar".○○○○
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Thank you so much for reading.
Note : As always, I had typographic problems with the website. I had to use the symbols "◊◄■►" instead of those of a card game, because the site don't want them. Tyki was often associated with spades [alt + 6]. The « ○ » of Cross Marian, on the other hand, is my original choice.
So, as you may have seen, I vacillated between writing dirty smut and going on with a minimum of scenario, and the result may not be convincing. But, it's too late! By the way, I have some smut in store (I continued a bit the Tyki x Allen scene), but as I lost all self-confidence, I wanted to know if it was wished or not, before carrying on with that.
I loveeee you