D. Gray-man Fan Fiction ❯ A Game of Poker ❯ To the Victor ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: This is my first multichapter fanfic for the DGM fandom! Yay! I'm fairly new to the fandom, but hopefully I haven't made any unforgivable mistakes.

 

Warnings: YAOI, which means BOYS LOVING BOYS. If you dislike that, then the back button is easy enough to find. Please click that and leave. Limes are in the future, and lemons in the uncut versions (not on fanfiction(dot)net). Maybe some OOC, spoilers for the end of the anime later on.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own these lovely characters, that honor belongs to Katsura Hoshino. (Though if Hoshino-sama ever has a sale, I call dibs on Tyki… what?) I don't own anything but a copy of the anime series and all but volume 7 of the manga in English. Anything you don't recognize (like the plotline of `A Game of Poker') does belong to me. Everything else… not so much. Please don't sue.

 

Kudos to the awesome SisterWicked of AssHat Productions (a group I am now a proud member of), who got me started on Lucky and lets me use 'lovely'! Beta'd by Misster Cackles! All remaining mistakes are mine.

 

Last Time On `A Game Of Poker':

 

"A ten." He held up the card as proof, the King quickly and surreptitiously covered by the two he had picked up. It seemed to burn his palm, weighing his arm down. "You win."

 

And Now, The Continuation

 

A Game of Poker, Chapter 2

To The Victor

 

The relief that overtook the Noah was almost palpable, though the end of the game brought no end to the tension in the room. If anything, Lavi's admission of defeat hung in the air, thickening until the redhead felt ready to choke on his own words.

 

"So I have." Tyki purred, setting his cards carelessly aside. The man began moving towards Lavi on his hands and knees, making the movements as sensual and graceful as a cat. The redhead dropped his cards and instinctively began to back away, slipping from the awkward motions. His heart thudded in his chest, breath coming in soundless pants.

 

The Noah was still advancing, seemingly unperturbed by the Exorcist's reaction. Lavi tried to back away further, one elbow propping him up while the other hand grabbed what it could of the carpet to propel his body backwards. His knees locked together as the other man reached his feet, body running on instinct.

 

Maybe this had been a bad idea...

 

He lay frozen as Tyki grabbed his knees and pulled them apart, surprisingly gentle, then moved to kneel in between Lavi's spread legs. A feeling of lightheadedness swept through the younger man's body, stomach aflutter with nerves.

 

The Noah leaned over Lavi, supporting his weight with two arms on either side of the Exorcist's head. Lavi didn't move, feeling breath soft as butterfly wings move past his face.

 

Tyki leaned closer, lips nearly brushing Lavi's as he spoke. Gold caught and held green, one calm and confident, the other for once uncertain.

 

"Are you afraid, Exorcist?"

 

Lavi swallowed, throat tight.

 

"Not at all." he replied, attempting his usual light tone. The Noah chuckled, the action causing his bare chest to brush against Lavi's.

 

The redhead could feel the contact as tiny sparks of electricity moving over his skin.

 

"Is that so..." Tyki's voice made the words more a disbelieving statement than a question, but gave Lavi no time to respond either way. "What's your name, Exorcist?"

 

Lavi couldn't even feel insulted that the man who was going to take a more earthly sort of innocence away from him didn't know his name, though he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

 

"It's Lavi."

 

"Lavi..." The husky tone the Noah spoke in sent pleasurable shivers down the redhead's spine, his name sounding sweet as sin from the Devil's lips. In a way, the Exorcist supposed it was. What was Tyki if not a demon sent to tempt man? "Do you know my name?"

 

"Tyki-" Lavi started, then was suddenly cut off by a pair of soft, smooth lips against his own. The kiss was gentle but firm, a definite presence against his mouth he couldn't ignore. The redhead felt the other's lips part against his own, a tongue sliding past. The wet muscle gently traced his lips as the Pleasure coaxed him to open his mouth.

 

Hesitantly, not sure of the mechanics, Lavi let his mouth open. He shut his uncovered eye, concentrating on sensation. It was odd, but not in a bad way, just different. He could taste faint traces of wine and cigarette smoke, as well as something underlying that had to be just Tyki's natural flavor. The Noah obviously knew what he was doing, leading Lavi's tongue through a battle that was more a dance than a fight. The Exorcist let himself be lead, breathing through his nose as Tyki explored his mouth.

 

It was the Pleasure who broke away first, Lavi unthinkingly lifting himself to follow that skilled tongue before remembering himself and letting his body settle back onto the floor. A thin trail of saliva broke between them as Lavi panted lightly, opening his eye to look at Tyki.

 

The Noah licked his lips deliberately, grinning like the cat who got the cream.

 

"Has anyone ever told you that you taste good?" he asked. Lavi looked away, face reddening a slight bit more.

 

"Do you say that to everyone you sleep with?" he asked by way of reply. The Pleasure leaned close to whisper in his ear.

 

"Only if it's true."

 

A brief bitterness in his chest had Lavi seeing green, but he fought down the irrational jealousy. This night meant nothing to the other. He was just one face in a very long line. He shouldn't have lied. He should have told the truth, gotten dressed, gotten his Innocence and gotten out. Whatever he had thought - and he couldn't remember now what had told him this was a good idea - he had been stupid.

 

Even so... despite the jealousy, despite the stupidity, despite the ridiculous situation, Lavi wasn't all too sure he wanted to leave. Part of him had wanted this for a very long time, even if he hadn't been aware of the desire until he lied about who won that final hand.

 

History wouldn't remember him anyway, so would it really matter if Tyki did? Bookmen weren't supposed to care anyway, or let themselves get into a sort of situation where their heart might be touched.

 

For tonight, he'd let it go. Only for tonight, it wouldn't matter.

 

When Tyki moved in for another kiss, Lavi gave it to him. He was a quick study with an excellent memory and all he wanted was to memorize this, since he knew he'd never have it again. Everything else could be fretted about later.

 

The redhead could practically feel Tyki's shock when the Exorcist opened his mouth and forced the Noah's open with his tongue. It was his tongue that explored the other's mouth, following the same path Tyki's tongue had taken through his. The Pleasure was quick to take back control, Lavi willingly giving it up to the older man.

 

Their lips remained locked for longer than their first kiss, the redhead's tongue much more active. Even when they briefly separated for air, their mouths remained close and tongues touched before both dove back into the kiss. Both were breathing heavily when the kiss broke, each pant causing their chests to brush together.

 

"Now where did you learn that?" Tyki asked, pleased.

 

"I'm a quick study."

 

The Noah 'hmm'd at the comment, then moved forward again. His lips brushed past Lavi's cheek, tongue briefly tracing the shell of the Exorcist's ear before the Pleasure spoke.

 

"Wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck." The redhead did as he was told, first lifting one arm and then the other to hold onto the Noah while he lifted his legs. He could feel one of the older man's hands caress the side of his chest before sliding along his lower back to pull his body flush against the Noah's. The Exorcist gasped at the contact, unconsciously grinding his hips into those of the Pleasure. At the sound of the other's chuckle, however, he stopped, face turning redder as he realized what he had been doing.

 

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, lovely." Tyki's other hand slid up to rest between his shoulder blades while the one on his lower back slid down to cup his ass. The Noah stood smoothly, Lavi clinging tighter as he felt himself lifted from the ground, but the other seemed to have no difficulty whatsoever in holding him. The Pleasure turned and walked towards the bed, laying Lavi down gently atop it. The redhead fought to control a second surge of nerves, especially when the man once again took up his spot in between Lavi's thighs. The Noah reached for his face, the younger man only realizing his intention when gentle fingers went through his skin to come up just under the lip of his eyepatch and made to slide it over his head. Without even thinking, he lifted his hand to cover both the patch and the fingers, wrapping his hand around the Noah's hand.

 

"Don't." The word was more a soft plea than a command, and Tyki shook his head.

 

"I'm allowed to do whatever I wish with you until the sun rises, and I want to see all of you." Tyki waited patiently as Lavi's hand slid off of his, then continued moving the eyepatch away from the Exorcist's face. He set it aside and turned back to the younger man.

 

Lavi couldn't remember the last time the patch had been taken off and desperately tried to cover his eye with his hand, but Tyki would have none of it. The Noah caught his wrist and pinned it to the bed, doing the same with the Exorcist's other hand when Lavi tried bringing that arm around.

 

The redhead squeezed his eyes shut, turning his face away from the Noah. The Pleasure simply nipped at his exposed neck, drawing a gasp from the redhead's lips.

 

"Look at me, Lavi, or I will make you look at me." The Noah moved down the other's neck, kissing and nipping and causing all sorts of reactions inside the younger man's body. Still, Lavi refused to look at Tyki, keeping his eyes shut and his face firmly turned.

 

Lavi heard a sigh of impatience before his wrists were suddenly shoved through the top of the mattress, going through the cloth and the stuffing to come to a stop somewhere inside. He automatically shoved against the top of the mattress, trying to free his hands, but the top was solid. He squirmed, trying to pull his hands free, but couldn't. A hand came up to tilt his head, and even as much as Lavi resisted, the other's superior strength brought him face to face with the Noah. Even though his eyes were still closed, he could feel the other's breath move across his face.

 

Hesitantly, he opened his eyes, not shocked by the surprise the Noah's golden eyes betrayed.

 

"How did this happen?" Tyki asked him quietly, finger lightly tracing the burn scars that surrounded his eye in a perfect circle. Lavi knew from looking into mirrors that the Noah could also see his iris changing colors, from blood red to amber to violet to gold to silver and more. As long as he could remember he had had this eye and this scar, though he had no recollection of how he got them. As a young child, all he had known was that his eye was different, that it frightened people.

 

"I don't know. I might have always had it." the Exorcist replied honestly. Tyki nodded, expression serious. The Noah leaned forward and kissed the ridge of bone where an eyebrow was supposed to be, but on Lavi's face was only another scar. The Pleasure's lips trailed gently down over the scars to kiss Lavi's now-closed eyelid, then trailed down further to his lips.

 

Too much in shock from the older man's reaction to his eye, Lavi barely remembered to respond when the Noah kissed his lips. Almost everyone else, except for that old Panda, had been disgusted.

 

Tyki moved lower to attack his neck again, fingers skimming along Lavi's arm to his buried hand and drawing it from the mattress. The other hand was similarly freed as the Noah sucked on the base of the younger man's neck, hard enough to leave a mark. The Pleasure continued moving down the Exorcist's body.

 

Lavi's hands came up of their own accord, one tangling in the Noah's hair as teeth lightly grazed his nipple. The other hesitated above the Pleasure's back before he slowly lowered it to touch skin. Tyki licked at his nipple, hands trailing teasingly over Lavi's abdomen before he sucked the hardened peak into his mouth. The Exorcist cried out, back arching into the pleasurable sensation. With a kiss to the reddened skin, Tyki continued downwards.

 

Lavi's body tensed in anticipation, muscles jumping uncontrollably under his skin as the Noah's talented mouth drew closer and closer to the proof of how much Lavi was enjoying this. The Exorcist's hands slid from the other's body as the Noah moved lower, moving to push himself up. He would have, if not stopped by the sudden cessation of the Pleasure's ministrations and a gray hand pushing down on his chest.

 

"Lay back down. Just let yourself enjoy this - don't hold anything back." Tyki told him. All Lavi could do was nod, lowering his upper body back down to the bed. His hands curled in the sheets beneath him as the Noah resumed tracing his abs with a skilled tongue. His hips jerked upwards without regard to his will, a gasp escaping his throat as the Pleasure kissed the skin just below his navel.

 

Teasingly, Tyki hooked one finger under the waistband of Lavi's boxers. The Noah slid his finger over Lavi's skin, lowering the underclothing millimeter by millimeter. The Exorcist squirmed, mouth opening and closing as he attempted and failed to speak, either from nerves or from the way Tyki was so close to touching him, but still not quite-

 

The Pleasure noticed, smirking as he stilled his hand completely.

 

"What is it you want to say, Exorcist?" he asked. His hand brushed Lavi's manhood with a feather light touch, the redhead's hips following. Lavi wanted more friction, body running on instinct as his mind tried to respond to the question.

 

"Please... take them off." he asked. Tyki's smirk grew even more smug, hand brushing against Lavi's arousal again. The redhead's hips bucked, but once again the teasing touch was gone.

 

"So responsive... and I've hardly touched you yet." Tyki grabbed the waistband of Lavi's boxers, pulling them down slowly and staring intently as the younger's flesh was revealed. Lavi twisted on the bed. He knew he had asked for it, but he was filled with contradictory impulses. His body wanted the Noah's touch, even as he wanted to cover himself and hide from that hungry gaze. The Pleasure's eyes smoldered and burned with the desire to devour him, and while most of him was quite all right with being devoured, part of him cried out in protest. He wasn't quite sure what it was protesting, but if he had to guess he'd say it was protesting how he was losing his virginity to someone who didn't give a damn about him.

 

Tyki slid the boxers off Lavi's body, sliding them down his legs in a manner of seconds after they cleared the space between the Exorcist's thighs. Lavi wanted so badly to cover himself, but he didn't move. His body heated under Tyki's stare, blood rushing both north and south.

 

The Noah leaned over and kissed the indent where leg met groin, tongue coming out to taste the skin. Lavi shivered, rolling his hips towards that hot mouth and crying out as Tyki's tongue moved to leave a thin trail of saliva on the underside of his manhood, tracing the vein there.

 

Lavi's hips bucked again, moan issuing from his throat as soft lips wrapped around the head of his arousal. The Pleasure's skilled tongue traced the slit, mouth sucking lightly.

 

"Ah... ah- Tyki, god-" Lavi moaned, trying to bury himself deeper in the older man's mouth unconsciously. A pale gray arm moved across his waist, holding his hips down. The redhead's body quivered, hands white knuckling in the sheets for something to hold him to reality.

 

Then Tyki's mouth started sliding down.

 

The Noah lifted his free hand and gently stroked Lavi's shaft as he lowered his head. The more that wet heat enveloped him, the louder the Exorcist's voice became. The sight had to be the sexiest thing the younger man had ever seen - the Noah's head lowered over his arousal, cheeks hollowed by the sucking motion the Pleasure was using on Lavi's most sensitive part. The hand caressing him only added to the effect, confidently touching what Tyki couldn't fit into his mouth. The hand slipped further to fondle flesh that was just as sensitive. Lavi knew he couldn't last much longer, not with those wonderful fingers caressing his balls and then slipping further to tease the delicate area of his entrance. Tyki was bobbing his head now, the Exorcist's manhood sliding in and out of the hot suction of the older man's mouth. Lavi's hips strained against the arm holding them down, the redhead's entire body trembling as he neared that peak. His upper body twisted on the bed, back attempting to arch and sheath himself entirely inside that delicious warmth.

 

He knew he was moaning, murmuring words he forgot the second they left his tongue, but right now all that mattered was more, moremoremore-

 

And suddenly Tyki's mouth was sliding down further, sliding all the way down and swallowing him. Lavi could feel the Noah's throat muscles work around him, impossibly pleasurable, and then the older man hummed.

 

The redhead came with a loud cry of the Pleasure's name, back arching as far as he could off the bed as Tyki swallowed his seed. Once the Exorcist had been milked dry, Tyki pulled back and allowed the limp flesh to slip from between his lips. He crawled up Lavi's body, licking his lips like the cat who got the canary.

 

The redhead was breathing heavily, still coming down off his euphoric high when the Noah claimed his lips and stole the rest of his air. Lavi couldn't bring himself to care, allowing the other's tongue entrance into his mouth. He could taste himself on top of Tyki's natural flavor, slightly salty and bitter. He ignored it, tongue sliding against the Noah's and going deeper into the older man's mouth.

 

He turned away, breaking the kiss as he began to feel lightheaded from lack of air. Tyki chuckled at his slightly dazed expression.

 

"You said you were a quick study, did you not?" The man asked Lavi, dipping down for another kiss. The redhead responded eagerly, hands releasing the sheets and coming up behind the other's neck to pull him closer. The Noah allowed it, moving his arms under the Exorcist's waist and rolling to bring Lavi on top of him.

 

Confused, the younger man broke the kiss.

 

"Show me what you've learned." Tyki's hips thrust up, a definite hardness pressing against the curve of Lavi's ass through the dress pants the Noah still wore. The redhead could feel his own manhood take interest again as he stared down at the expanse of gray flesh Tyki had just given him permission to touch. He slid backwards slowly, rubbing against the hardness concealed by the other's pants before kneeling on the bed between Tyki's thighs.

 

A bit uncertain, he decided to start as Tyki had and moved so his upper body was propped above that of the older man before lowering himself for a kiss.

 

Tyki's hands had slid off his hips as he had moved backwards, but now they returned, pulling Lavi's hips down to meet his own. Tyki's quiet groan was almost drowned out by Lavi's moan and the redhead decided to keep moving. He let his lips trail down that expanse of gray skin, noting how wonderfully smooth it was. His hands wandered, thumb brushing one of the Pleasure's nipples as his lips reached the other. As Tyki had done to his chest, Lavi let his teeth graze the hardening bud before sucking it.

 

"Good, Lavi... very good..." One of Tyki's hands remained on the younger man's hips, keeping them grinding against his own, while the other lifted so his fingers could tangle in thick red hair. He urged the younger man down, sitting up so he could watch as the redhead's mouth and hands moved towards Tyki's covered erection. The Noah was half-tempted to will himself out of his pants, but that would have spoiled the fun.

 

Not to say he wouldn't do it if he became too impatient, but watching as the Exorcist moved shaking hands to the button on his pants was worth a few moments wait. Lavi's hands fumbled with the button, touching the arousal hidden beneath before finally getting the pants open. He slid the zipper down, revealing black boxers, then took a deep breath as he moved his hands to the waistband of both articles.

 

Everything seemed so unreal, almost like a dream. Lavi didn't allow himself to think about anything besides his current task, didn't even look between the Pleasure's legs until he had slipped the pants and boxers the other had been wearing completely off the man's legs and dropped them off the side of the bed.

 

With a deep breath to try and get rid of any lingering nervousness, he turned back to look.

 

The Noah's manhood was big, one of the bigger ones Lavi had seen from surreptitious peeks during group baths and in the communal showers at the Dark Order Headquarters. For a moment, Lavi recalled all he had read about gay sex and wondered how exactly that would be fitting inside of him.

 

He hadn't even realized that he had continued to stare until Tyki's slightly breathless voice broke into his thoughts.

 

"Enjoying the view?"

 

Blushing, Lavi's gaze darted to meet the Noah's eyes before dropping back down. The Exorcist took a deep breath and leaned forward, one hand resting on the Pleasure's hip. He could feel the Noah's eyes studying him as he lowered his head, mouth opening to wrap his lips around the tip. Tyki moaned again, hips trembling beneath Lavi's hand, but the Noah had much more control than the Exorcist and he didn't buck his hips.

 

"Good, Exorcist... how much more can you fit?" The Pleasure pushed lightly on Lavi's head, the redhead following the command and lowering his head even more as his mouth opened wider to fit more inside. It was odd, having the heavy flesh of another man inside his mouth, but strangely satisfying. Lavi could feel himself harden as he brought another hand to Tyki's hips, lowering his mouth until he could feel the head of the Noah's arousal near the back of his throat. He began sucking, as Tyki had done, tongue massaging the hardness pressing it down. Slowly, he began bobbing his head, letting his tongue play with the slit at the top of the Pleasure's manhood each time he reached the top. Tyki encouraged him, groaning lightly while his fingers tightened in the Exorcist's hair. Feeling a bit more confident, Lavi let one of his hands touch the parts of the Noah's shaft he couldn't reach with his mouth.

 

"Wrap your hand around... ah, just like that, yes..." Lavi followed the man's instructions, fingers encircling the girth and moving in time to his mouth. The Noah's hips trembled beneath his palm, and suddenly the hand in his hair was yanking him up and off the Pleasure's manhood. Lips caught his in a brutal kiss that quickly gentled, the Exorcist's now bruised lower lip soothed by gentle suction.

 

"Sorry lovely, but I'll need this for the next step." The Noah's erection ground against Lavi's, dragging a strangled cry from the Exorcist's lips. "You don't get a treat this time."

 

Lavi's only answer was to press his lips to the Pleasure's for another kiss, hips rocking lightly against the older man's. Tyki returned the desperate kiss, taking control as he rolled them over so Lavi was once again beneath him.

 

He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against that of the redhead.

 

"Turn so you're facedown. There's something I'd prefer you to have for when we continue." With a deep, open-mouthed kiss, Tyki pushed himself off Lavi's body and got off the bed, heading for the small bathroom Lavi hadn't seen before.

 

Taking the moment to catch his breath, the redhead turned over. His forearms were braced beneath him, forehead pressed to his wrists and knees slightly bent to keep his arousal from rubbing against the sheets. He wasn't going to come from rubbing himself on the sheets, he was going to come with the erection of a man who should have been his enemy buried deep inside him.

 

Soft footsteps signaled Tyki's return to the bed. Lavi turned his head, noting the appreciative look his soon-to-be-despoiler wore.

 

Lavi didn't think this... thing between them would last longer than a single night, no matter what Tyki had said about 'this time'. There probably wouldn't be a next time and he wasn't going to fool himself into thinking otherwise.

 

The mattress sank slightly as Tyki moved back onto it, setting the bottle of lotion he had gone to retrieve on the nightstand next to the bed, within easy reach. He knelt between Lavi's legs, grabbing the redhead's hips and lifting them higher. The Exorcist buried his face deeper into his arms as his ass was raised into the air, partially for balance and partially because of the embarrassment he felt. His knees were bent at ninety degrees, supporting his body in the awkward position as one of the Noah's hands let him go to caress the curves of the younger man's rear.

 

"Wh-What are you doing?" Lavi asked, then bit his lip as a finger teased his entrance. The Noah had gone to all that trouble to get lotion, he wouldn't take him dry, right? Lavi had heard that being taken dry hurt and it could tear something... down there. Even if fingers were quite a bit smaller, the same principle should apply and Tyki's fingers were dry.

 

"I hadn't thought to do this to you, but you looked so appealing I decided I would." Something hot and wet that could only be the Noah's tongue came out to tease his opening. Lavi's hips jerked away from the odd sensation. Tyki's hand tightened, keeping him in place. "I don't do this often. Give yourself a moment to get used to it."

 

The Noah's hands slid over his butt, one cupping each cheek and spreading them just slightly so that the Pleasure's tongue had more room. Tyki's tongue slid along the space between Lavi's cheeks, a wet trail let behind. The redhead squirmed, but the Noah's hands held him in place. The Pleasure pulled back slightly, blowing gently on the trail of saliva, instantly cooling it and sending shivers through Lavi's body.

 

Lavi moaned quietly as Tyki went back to licking, occasionally nipping gently at places where the puckered flesh by the younger man's entrance smoothed to form his firm ass. The sensation was so weird, but Lavi couldn't think of anything he'd like more than to see what they looked like at the moment. He could only crane his neck so far and the imagination could only do so much.

 

The Noah's tongue circled his entrance, just barely pressing into the small hole. Lavi moaned, unsure whether or not he wanted to thrust backwards into that feeling. The tongue pressed deeper, almost but not quite entering before Tyki's lips moved to caress the skin between his balls and anus.

 

It felt good, great even, but it was so dirty it made his stomach flutter just to think about it. Fingers he understood, they had to be there for preparation, and anal sex was supposed to feel good or else people wouldn't do it, so he could understand the urge to be inside another person's ass, but he couldn't understand why anyone would put their mouth near someone else's behind.

 

"Don't- stop, how can you-" he tried to say, sentences running together as he tried to pull his hips from the older man's grasp. Something in his tone must have intrigued the Noah, for the Pleasure stopped his tongue's caresses and pulled back, though he didn't let go of Lavi's hips.

 

"How can I what, Lavi?"

 

"That... with your tongue..."

 

"It's called rimming. Do you not like it?"

 

Lavi opened his mouth to respond, but all that came out was a low moan as the Pleasure's tongue dipped back into his entrance shallowly, fingers playing with the nerves around the small opening.

 

"I say you do." A hand cupped Lavi's erection, stroking it once to feel how hard the younger was. Lavi whimpered, hips rocking into the motion of the hand. The Pleasure removed his hand, causing the Exorcist to moan in protest and disappointment. "Your body says you enjoy it. Is it a problem with the mind?"

 

Lavi nodded.

 

"It's so... dirty... how can you- ah!" Lavi cried out as the Noah's tongue resumed it's activities.

 

"Not as dirty as you might think, lovely. Proper hygiene makes any risks minimal, but in any case it's time to move on."

 

The redhead's body quivered at the promise in those words, shaking as the Pleasure's hands released his ass and the Noah reached for the lotion he had retrieved earlier. Lavi could hear the man open up the bottle, plastic dragging against plastic. Lavi lowered his hips a bit at the gentle press of a hand on his tailbone, biting his lip to keep from making a sound.

 

"This may feel a bit uncomfortable." Tyki warned quietly. Lavi nodded, pressing his hips back against the Noah and spreading his legs wider. He knew it would probably hurt, but he wanted it.

 

A cool, slick finger traced his entrance before gently pushing inside and stretching the muscle. It didn't hurt, not yet, just felt a bit uncomfortable as it wiggled around, using a careful circular motion to try and spread the lotion around and prepare him for a second finger.

 

"You're so tight... Exorcist..." Tyki seemed to be losing his breath, lust and restraint evident in the slight shake of his voice. "Am I the first man you've been with?"

 

Lavi forced himself to stay relaxed as the first finger withdrew. He could hear the sound of the lotion bottle opening again, and this time two lubed fingers were pressed against his opening. The addition of a second finger stretched him much more than a single finger could have, the slight discomfort he had felt from one finger increasing to almost-pain with the second digit.

 

"First... ever..." Lavi managed to reply, trying to keep his breathing steady and body limp as he felt Tyki's fingers scissor inside of him, spreading lotion and going even deeper. "God..." he moaned, the pain fading under the gentle caress. The Noah was being so careful with him, as though the Pleasure actually cared whether or not Lavi was in pain.

 

"You're a virgin?"

 

Lavi had to smile, both at the shock evident in the Noah's voice and the question itself.

 

"Was..." He thrust his hips back onto the fingers inside of his body to remind Tyki of what he was doing. The Noah apparently saw the humor in it, as he chuckled and slipped his fingers almost out of Lavi's opening.

 

A third finger joined the first two, pressing against the puckered flesh before sliding inside. Lavi had to bite his lip to keep from crying out, the pain from two fingers intensified with three.

 

A soft kiss was placed on his shoulder blade, warmth soaking into his back as Tyki leaned over him. The Noah's other hand came underneath Lavi's body, taking the redhead's mind off the invading fingers by stroking his erection. Lavi moaned loudly, arms shaking as he supported both his weight and the Noah. He would have supported a lot more just to keep Tyki's hand stroking him and the Pleasure's mouth sucking the junction of his neck and shoulder. The Exorcist turned his head, breath coming in pants as he tried to give the other man as much access to his body as possible.

 

The Pleasure's hips ground against the curve of his ass, fingers still working deep inside the younger man's body. Lavi's entrance had been stretched just about enough to make penetration less painful and Tyki couldn't wait much longer. He wanted to be inside the Exorcist, and soon.

 

His fingers, instead of just scissoring to stretch the redhead's opening, moved with a new purpose. Carefully, Tyki moved his probing fingers as deep as they would go, feeling around inside the younger man for the spot that would make this night unforgettable.

 

He brushed against something and Lavi cried out in surprise and pleasure, back pressing against Tyki's chest and hips moving to try and make the Noah's fingers brush that spot again. Experimentally, the Pleasure rubbed his fingertips against that spot. A strangled cry of Tyki's name escaped the Exorcist's lips.

 

"Tyki... oh God, again... please..." Lavi moaned, whimpering in disappointment as Tyki's fingers slid out of his body. The heat of the Noah's chest left, the sound of the lotion bottle opening again cutting through the air. Lavi glanced behind himself at the other man in time to see the Pleasure spread lotion over his arousal, a low grunt issuing from the older man's throat.

 

Lavi braced his forearms more firmly against the mattress, feeling every slight dip as Tyki's weight shifted. Hands were suddenly at his hips again, something big, hard, and slick pressing against his stretched opening. Slowly, carefully, the Noah shoved inside. The redhead hissed in pain, the Pleasure's shaft being much larger than three fingers.

 

One hand slid from his hip to run up and down his side, Tyki's voice telling him not to tense, encouraging him to relax, it gets better, yes, so much better if Lavi would only relax...

 

The redhead concentrated on breathing deeply, relaxing his muscles as much as possible. The Pleasure's intrusion continued, soft moans coming from the older man as his erection was surrounded by tight, moist heat. He didn't stop until he was fully inside, then paused to let the Exorcist adjust. Tyki leaned forward, arms coming around the younger man. One hand went to the redhead's erection, the other rubbing his chest soothingly.

 

"You're so tight... Lavi..." Tyki moaned into his ear. "So good... just relax..."

 

The redhead tried, but it was impossible to relax when he felt as though his body was being torn apart. His eyes were squeezed shut, teeth biting through the skin of his lower lip as he tried to hold in the pain. The Pleasure's hands were distracting, wonderfully so, but it wasn't enough.

 

"Relax, lovely. I can make this good if you'll relax."

 

Taking a shuddering breath, Lavi tried relaxing again. He had suffered worse from any one of the many tough fights he had been in. Even if this pain was different, he could deal with this. He took another deep breath, muscles relaxing slightly. The pain lessened.

 

Feeling a bit more confident, Lavi let his body relax as much as he could in the position he was in.

 

"That's it, Exorcist. Just like that."

 

His body relaxed still further. While the pain was still there, it wasn't as bad and he could still remember how much pleasure he had felt with the other man's fingers had brushed up against something inside of him. He moved his hips slowly, thrusting back shallowly.

 

"Move..." he said, more a plea than a command. "I'm ready now... you can move, just please..."

 

"Are you sure, pet?" Tyki asked, kissing his shoulders. Lavi nodded, moving his hips faster.

 

"I am... just do it..."

 

The Noah didn't respond verbally to that, instead drawing his hips back before sliding back inside just a bit faster than his initial intrusion. It hurt, but the pain was tolerable and fading fast as Tyki repeated the action, stimulating the nerves at Lavi's entrance.

 

The hand at the redhead's manhood moved in time to the Noah's slow, steady thrusts, drawing soft cries from Lavi's throat. The pain was all but gone now, quickly being drowned out by the much more pleasurable sensation of Tyki's arousal thrusting deep inside of him. The Exorcist whined and tried angling his hips, knowing that the spot Tyki had touched earlier was close to where the Noah was driving inside of him, but not quite touching. It was maddening.

 

The Pleasure, catching on, angled his own hips and hit the younger man's prostate dead on. Lavi cried out, hips jerking backwards to impale himself on the others manhood as Tyki drew back to thrust inside again. The redhead's breathing became more a series of gasps and moans, any words he managed to say either a plea for 'more, harder, faster' or the Pleasure's name.

 

Lavi could hardly hold himself up, the Noah responding to his pleas and pistoning his hips back and forth and hitting that place inside of him over and over again. The Exorcist swore his legs had turned to jelly under the combined assaults of the older man's hand and erection.

 

Soft grunts and moans of pleasure reached the redhead's ears. He could picture the Noah, mouth slightly open, chest heaving as he breathed with sweat damp hair clinging to his gray skin. It made a gorgeous picture in his head and he had no doubt the real thing would be better. He was close, getting closer with every snap of the other man's hips and he wanted to see Tyki's face as he came. He wanted to see it, to burn it into his memory in case he was right and this was their only time.

 

"Tyki... ah, God... stop, wait a minute..."

 

The Noah didn't pause in his motions, making it hard for the redhead to concentrate and bringing him closer to the edge he wasn't ready to go over yet.

 

"What is it... lovely?" Tyki panted, voice breathless. None of that composure the Noah had managed to keep throughout the rest of their encounter was present, something Lavi felt inexplicably happy about.

 

"I want to... ah! Ohh..." Lavi lost his train of thought, a particularly hard thrust robbing him of speech for a moment before he could continue. "... see you... I want to... see you when I..."

 

The sentence was left unfinished as the Pleasure buried himself deep inside the Exorcist and stopped.

 

"You want to see my face when you come?" Tyki asked, voice unreadable but for the lust running through it. Lavi nodded, not looking the older man in the eye. The Noah withdrew slowly, Lavi crying out in automatic protest and trying to clench his muscles around the other's arousal. It was to no avail as the Noah slipped out entirely, his hand releasing Lavi's erection.

 

Gentle hands turned him around, moving him to lie on his back. His legs slid out from under him, one on either side of Tyki. Golden eyes stared down at him, coming closer as the Noah leaned in for a kiss. The redhead sat up slightly to meet him halfway. Lavi could clearly remember where that tongue had been just a short time ago and wanted to feel disgusted, but he was not going to deny the other a kiss when he wanted one so badly himself.

 

Their lips met, tongues tangling. Slowly, Lavi almost not realizing it, the Pleasure grabbed him by the hips and pulled him closer. Tyki leaned even further over the Exorcist, hooking his elbows under the redhead's knees as he brought his arousal in line with the younger man's entrance. He spread the younger man's legs as wide as they would go, giving himself plenty of room to move.

 

Still kissing, breaking apart by a scant inch when air became necessary, Tyki pushed himself back inside the Exorcist. Lavi groaned, breaking the kiss and laying back on the bed. His arms came up behind the Noah's, grabbing on to the gray-skinned man's shoulders and resting his palms there. He wanted to see Tyki's face, and as much as he desired chest-to-chest contact he wanted the sight more.

 

The Pleasure didn't look away from the Exorcist, looking deeply into his eyes as he began to find his rhythm again. Lavi's eyes wanted to roll back in their sockets, head thrown back to cry his pleasure to the world as Tyki began pounding into him again in earnest, hitting that spot every time, but he didn't. He kept his eyes on the Noah's face, even as his eyelids slid down, the sheer amount of feeling running through his body making him long to shut his eyes and focus solely on sensation.

 

"Is this... what you wanted... Lavi?" Tyki asked in between thrusts. Lavi nodded, hands tightening on the older man's shoulders. His nails dug into the gray skin, but neither noticed.

 

Tyki lowered his face to the redhead's neck, ignoring Lavi's cry of protest. He nipped the skin over Lavi's pulse, murmuring into the flesh.

 

"Move with me."

 

Lavi heard, arms clinging tightly to the Noah and keeping him pressed against the younger man's body while the redhead began moving his hips into the thrusts. Both cried out in pleasure, sliding apart almost enough for Tyki's manhood to slip out, then slamming back together tightly enough not even air could separate them. Lavi could feel himself getting close again, reaching the point where rational speech held no meaning for him. Tyki must have been close too, for his voice and his breathing were becoming ragged.

 

"I wan'... see you... please, ah, Tyki..." Lavi begged, even as his hips worked his erection against the man's toned stomach and his downward thrusts aimed to take the other man inside as far as he would go. His nails dragged down the Noah's back, small white lines and hairline scratches appearing as Lavi tried to find something to ground him.

 

"Are you close?" Tyki asked him, voice hoarse. Lavi nodded, past the point of speech. The Noah lifted himself up, the Exorcist using all his remaining will to let go and not cling. He needed something to hold on to, and his hands once again found the bedsheets. He kept his hips moving, wordlessly crying his enjoyment as he stared into Tyki's flushed face.

 

The Noah seemed to be as affected by this as he was, mouth open to allow air in since breathing was far too difficult to remember and eyes half-lidded. Sweat moistened his face, making his hair darker in places and small locks stick to his gray skin.

 

Lavi wanted to ask if Tyki was close too, if the man was enjoying it as much as he was, but he couldn't speak. Tyki robbed him a moment later of all rational thought as well, one of the man's hands dropping back to his erection and pumping it swiftly.

 

"Come for me, Lavi." Tyki's lips claimed his again, hips and hand moving even faster, if less coordinated. It didn't matter. Those final words and the extra friction sent Lavi over the edge. His back arched to bring his hips into the hand and the jerky thrusting motion of the Noah's hips, his cry swallowed by Tyki's tongue.

 

Lavi felt like he was flying, like the world was beautiful and white and he'd never have to come down again and everything was just so perfect...

 

Tyki was still thrusting inside of him, both of the Pleasure's forearms now braced on either side of the Exorcist's head. The younger man's legs had somehow wrapped themselves around the Noah's waist. The older man's motions became erratic and jerky, until at last he thrust himself deep inside Lavi and came with a low moan.

 

"Lavi..."

 

The redhead was in a perfect position to see everything as a hot rush filled his insides. Tyki's mouth was still open, eyes shut tight and he wore the most beautiful expression Lavi had ever seen on anyone's face.

 

Something inside his chest sped up, not slowing down in the least as golden eyes opened. Tyki was still breathing heavily, but his body seemed to be calming down. The Noah leaned forward, pressing his lips in a gentle kiss against Lavi's, then pulled away before the redhead could respond and pulled himself out of the Exorcist's body with a wet 'shhk'.

 

Lavi sat up, curious and joy fading as the Pleasure moved out of the bed without a backward glance. He felt his heart sink, beat going steady again as the older man headed into the bathroom. He could hear the sound of a faucet turn on, but then turned his eyes away. He wished it was so simple to turn off his ears.

 

Was he honestly so terrible a partner that the Noah felt the need to shower immediately afterwards?

 

The sound of footsteps, much sooner than he had expected, interrupted his musings. He turned his head towards the source, seeing Tyki standing by the side of the bed in all his glory, a wet washcloth and a dry one in his hands.

 

"It'll be more comfortable if we wash off." Tyki sat next to Lavi on the bed, leaning down and running his tongue through the quickly cooling puddle of white on the Exorcist's stomach before sitting back up and moving the hand with the wet cloth towards the mess. Lavi hadn't even noticed it. "Though it is a shame to waste it..."

 

The redhead could feel his cheeks go red again, the memory of what Tyki had done with his mouth and the placement of the Noah's hand sending remembered sensations of pleasure through his blood. The Noah quickly finished wiping Lavi down, handing him the dry cloth and working on cleaning himself up a bit. The Pleasure wiped the cloth across his own stomach, where more of Lavi's release had landed.

 

Well, at least Tyki's manner had answered his earlier question. The Pleasure probably hadn't even realized how leaving the bed would have looked to his younger partner. When clean up was complete ('complete' as in Tyki had taken both cloths, said 'good enough', and tossed them to the ground wadded up in a ball), the Noah pulled Lavi down next to him, the Exorcist's back to Tyki's chest. The Pleasure yanked the blankets up on top of them before brushing his lips against Lavi's temple and settling his head down on the pillows.

 

"Sleep well, Exorcist." The man placed a possessive arm over the younger man's waist, relaxing onto the mattress in what seemed to be obvious preparation for sleep.

 

Lavi couldn't help it. The last few moments had taken him by surprise, but he couldn't stay silent.

 

"You want me to stay here?" he asked, voice a little rough from their earlier lovemaking. He blinked, eyelids heavy and slow. "You don't strike me as the cuddling type." His words, he noted with a mental frown, were slightly slurred together.

 

"Are you saying you don't like it?" the Pleasure asked. Lavi shut his mouth. Unexpected as it was, he couldn't honestly say his disliked the firm chest at his back or the strong arm draped possessively across his waist. At the moment, he wasn't even sure why he'd protest the arrangement, or why he felt he was supposed to. "I get you until dawn, remember? You're exhausted, so sleep."

 

"No, 'm not..." Lavi tried to protest, but as if to show the lie in his words he suddenly yawned, eyes blinking shut. The older man chuckled as the redhead's exhaustion caught up with him, the Exorcist's face relaxing even as the young man tried to fight off sleep.

 

"...'m not..." Tyki heard him mutter, but then the protests ceased. The Noah waited for several moments, listening as the redhead's breathing became steady and even. He paused a few moments more, making sure the redhead was truly asleep before sliding out of the bed. He made sure the blanket covered the Exorcist properly, so no drafts would reach the redhead's back and wake him. The Pleasure intended to be long gone before Lavi woke. It was just Tyki's way of doing things - even when he sought out a certain partner again and again, before dawn he'd leave. The habit had started way back when all he ever had was one night stands and hadn't seen his partners as anything but tools for his pleasure. As soon as he was done, before the other was even asleep, he'd get dressed and leave. Even when he had started taking partners for more than a night, by morning he would always be gone.

 

He took one last look at Lavi's peacefully sleeping face and turned away. His pants and shorts were right next to the bed, so those were easy to find and he slipped them on. His shirt and the rest of his clothes would be right by their earlier poker game, so he crossed the few feet of carpeted floor and snatched his shirt, pulling it on and leaving it unbuttoned. He crouched down to pick up his card deck - first he picked up what had been his hand, then the dealer's deck, but as he reached to grab what had been Lavi's hand and put it on the pile, he paused. He lifted the five cards with one hand, spreading them with his thumb to see it. The redhead had lost, but something about the way the Exorcist had paused before telling Tyki his high card was a ten had interested the Noah.

 

The ten of Diamonds, a two, a King, a thr-

 

Tyki stared at the face card, eyes wide.

 

Flashback

 

"High card?" he asked, studying the redhead just feet from him. The younger man had an excellent body, better toned and probably more flexible than some of the other partners the Noah had in the past. Destroying his Innocence could wait until the Earl ordered it, but until then there was no need to alienate someone he had wanted to bed since they had met.

 

"High card?" He wasn't sure what sort of look had crept into his eyes, but he wasn't used to being denied. He knew he was handsome and took advantage of that fact. He couldn't remember anyone refusing him before, even married women or high society girls. He found them rather dull so he never went back, but once was all right if the girl was particularly beautiful.

 

If the redhead had beaten him this hand, if he was going to be denied on account of a game...

 

He could practically see the gears turning in the young man's head, thinking something over though he didn't know what.

 

"A ten." the Exorcist answered, flashing the card before his eyes.

 

End Flashback

 

Lavi had lied. Tyki hadn't won, but the Exorcist had claimed to have lost. The Noah didn't particularly care, since he had gotten what he wanted, but what he couldn't understand is what the redhead got out of it.

 

He had thought it was strange how eagerly the younger man responded to his kisses, to his touches, but hadn't given much though as to why. Perhaps the Exorcist had realized he had no choice, or he was just giving in to his pleasure, but it had been nice not to need to hold the man down or restrain him. If only to himself, Tyki could admit he hadn't wanted to have to force the redhead, so Lavi's willingness had been labeled 'good fortune' and forgotten.

 

This... changed everything. It was one thing to be willing when you knew you had no choice (was that really consent, then, if he hadn't given the young man a choice? What's done is done, so it hardly mattered now), but lying in order to 'lose' showed a willingness, perhaps even eagerness, Tyki hadn't expected. The Exorcist had wanted him even before he had shown the redhead how pleasurable his touch could be.

 

Flashback

 

"Am I the first man you've been with?" Lavi had been so tight, squeezing his fingers as he prepared the redhead. Tyki longed to bury himself inside, only imagining how wonderful such tightness would be, but he made himself wait.

 

"First... ever..." Lavi's voice was choked, words barely leaving his mouth. "God..."

 

Now that had been unexpected. Tyki hadn't been sure how much experience the other had, but hadn't expected him to be untouched.

 

"You're a virgin?" he asked, just to make sure. A part of him still didn't believe it.

 

"Was..." The redhead had thrust backwards onto his fingers, reminding him where exactly his hand was.

 

End Flashback

 

He looked back at the young man sleeping on his rented hotel bed. Lavi's face was slack in sleep, chest moving gently up and down as he breathed. Tyki could kill him here if he so desired, without so much as a fight. He could destroy the other's Innocence without resistance, leaving only a pile of dust for the boy to find the next morning.

 

But he wouldn't.

 

This... intrigued him. He could very easily see himself returning for another night, perhaps even a third. No sense in ruining things now.

 

He placed four of the cards onto the deck, keeping the King of Diamonds in his hand. He slid the single card into his breast pocket while the rest of the deck went into his pants pocket. He walked over to the small chair he had draped the remainder of his clothes up, picking up his suit jacket and digging in the pocket.

 

The small hammer he had stolen from the Exorcist earlier that night was soon in his hand and he dropped the jacket back on the pile. Innocence in hand, he turned and walked back to the bed. The Noah gave the bed's occupant a long, searching look, but Lavi was asleep and gave no answers.

 

Tyki set the hammer down on the bedside table, where Lavi would be sure to notice when he woke. With a smirk, he drew the King from his breast pocket and took the pen always found on hotel nightstands to leave the redhead a small note.

 

Uncapping the pen, he carefully wrote his message on one of the blank edges of the card.

 

'We'll meet again, Exorcist. Soon.'

 

He weighed the card down with the hammer, recapping the pen and carelessly tossing it onto the nightstand. It made a small 'chk' as it landed, but the noise wasn't enough to wake the sleeping Exorcist. Tyki turned back to face the redhead, hand automatically coming up to brush some of those fiery red bangs from the young man's face. His smirk faded into a smile as the Exorcist unconsciously followed the contact, leaning in to the Pleasure's palm.

 

Realizing what he was doing, he jerked his hand away and turned, quickly gathering his things, turning off the lights, and leaving the room and the redhead behind.

 

TBC…