D. Gray-man Fan Fiction ❯ A Game of Poker ❯ An Apology ( Chapter 6 )

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':

 

Once he had better control of himself, he would seek out Lavi and apologize somehow. There was no excuse for his actions, but at the very least he owed an apology.

When was the last time he had actually apologized to someone and meant it?

He couldn't remember that either.

 

And Now, The Continuation

 

A Game of Poker, Chapter 6

An Apology

 

Lavi stared out the window of his hotel room into the darkened sky. He felt much more like himself after a hot bath and some time just spent relaxing while eating a good hot meal. The redhead had made sure to clean himself thoroughly during his bath, which had taken him some time, but the hot water had done its work. Allen had retrieved the Innocence without any problems, thankfully. The white-haired Exorcist had seemed more worried that Lavi hadn't returned to the fight than annoyed, as Kanda would have been.

 

Allen had noticed him limping, unfortunately, but the redhead had managed to pass it off as a leg wound with some fake reports of an injury from before Allen showed up to help and a wide smile. The older had felt slightly guilty when the younger Exorcist had apologized for being so late and promised to get to fights earlier, but not guilty enough to tell what had actually caused the limping.

 

He didn't know if his naive friend could handle it.

 

With a sigh, he turned away from the window. He had already dressed for bed in long pajama pants and an overly large, old shirt. They were comfortably worn, since he had owned them for years. The redhead had figured he'd go to sleep early, since the extra rest might help speed the healing process. He had stopped bleeding - had in fact stopped bleeding long before he had left the alley and staggered to where he thought he had last heard the sounds of fighting - and the pain was much less than before his hot bath, but he'd be sore for days. Lavi doubted he'd be able to sit comfortably for at least a little while and would need to be careful not to wince when bending over, but it could have been worse.

 

The Exorcist walked slowly to the bed, intending to sit - well, recline so as not to put too much weight on his rear - and read for a few minutes before going to sleep. He rested his hand on the nightstand, where his weapon lay within reach in palm-sized form, and was just turning to sit when a voice interrupted him.

 

"Lavi?"

 

The redhead straightened up, warmth spreading through his chest even as his heart accelerated and mouth went dry. He scanned the room for the voice's source, not surprised to find him standing by the wall in front of the window. The moonlight coming in through the window didn't quite illuminate Tyki's face, since the Noah was standing more to the side than in front of said window.

 

The Exorcist didn't move, more surprised to see the Pleasure again than afraid. Any normal person probably would have been frightened to see someone who had been so violent with them in what should have been a tender act, but Lavi had never been 'normal'. He held still, half of him arguing that he should walk forward and embrace the Pleasure while the other half demanded that he take up his hammer and attack.

 

Tyki stepped forward, his face now illuminated by the moonlight. The pale light washed out colors, but Tyki's eyes were still bright gold and his expression soft and compassionate.

 

"I came to see how you were doing and to apologize." the older man said, voice soft. He maintained distance between himself and the redhead, not moving any closer as if to respect the Exorcist's invisible boundaries. "I was a bit... well, more than a bit rough with you earlier."

 

Lavi nodded wordlessly, moving his gaze to the ground. This was the perfect chance he had been waiting for. He had, after all, decided that it would be for the best to stop seeing Tyki completely, and the Noah's rough handling earlier was the perfect excuse. He opened his mouth, but no words escaped. A lump seemed to grow inside his throat, and he swallowed thickly around it.

 

The Noah stepped a bit closer, still well outside the redhead's personal space.

 

"Will you let me make it up to you?" Tyki asked. Lavi looked up, a single word somehow forcing itself past his lips before he thought about it.

 

"How?"

 

The Noah's eyes widened in shock, but Lavi ignored the man's reaction. The words flowed quickly now and without conscious thought, logic protesting each word as it left his lips.

 

"I mean, if it's something..." He made a vague gesture behind himself, reddening slightly. "I can't- I'll be sore enough as it is, I won't be able to..."

 

It was frustrating how he couldn't seem to be able to say the words. Even without him verbalizing what he meant, the Pleasure still understood. His shocked expression melted into a smirk, though a bit more gentle than the older man's normally smug twist of the lips.

 

"I won't enter you this time, lovely. This afternoon I only thought about satisfying myself and didn't think about what you needed. There are things I can do, if you let me, without going inside." Tyki's expression softened further, the smirk disappearing as he spoke. "Remember the first night, what I did with my mouth?"

 

Lavi nodded, flushing slightly as his blood warmed at the memory.

 

"I can do that for you again, if you like."

 

Lavi thought it over, suddenly indecisive. It had been so easy - well, not easy, but easier - earlier on to decide that it would be best to cut all ties with Tyki the next time he saw the man. Now that the chance had come, he wasn't sure he wanted to.

 

Well, he could still tell the Pleasure not to seek him out again after this, once Tyki had 'apologized'.

 

"Okay." he said, taking a deep, slow breath. With that single word, Tyki's eyes had gone a deeper gold and an almost relieved expression crossed his face. The Noah moved closer, Lavi not budging and simply watching the other man approach.

 

When the Pleasure was close enough, the older man reached out to the redhead, laying one hand gently on the younger man's cheek and sliding the other behind his head. The Exorcist let himself be drawn into a soft kiss. The Noah's tongue gently traced his lower lip, running over the small scab as if in apology for his earlier roughness. The Exorcist shut his eye, opening his mouth for Tyki's tongue. The wet muscle moved inside his mouth, tasting him carefully as if worried Lavi would break.

 

As the kiss began to get heated, the Noah ended it. Annoyed, the Exorcist opened his eye and sent a half-hearted glare at the man. He wouldn't break or shatter from anything the Pleasure did tonight, and he wanted to feel that passion he knew the other felt for him. As nice as the kiss had been, all innocence and sugar without spice or heat, it was a lie. His chest ached oddly at the thought, but he shoved the feeling aside.

 

Tyki seemed to catch his meaning and simply smiled.

 

"Before we go any further, it would probably be best to get you comfortable. It's painful to sit, correct?"

 

"A little." That was all Lavi would admit to. The Noah nodded, guiding Lavi backward towards the bed.

 

"It would be best to lay down then, rather than sit on the edge." The redhead's knees hit the mattress and he winced as he buckled, only to be caught by Tyki and placed gently on the bed. The Pleasure moved him until he lay with his head propped up by the pillows and his legs spread just enough for the Noah to rest in between them.

Lavi had to smile.

 

"You really like this position, don't you?" he said, parroting his question during their second night. The older man smiled at the reference.

 

"I do." he replied, carefully propping himself over the Exorcist's body so none of his weight rested on the younger man. Their lips met again and this time it was Lavi who took the initiative, opening his mouth and requesting entrance into Tyki's using his tongue. The Noah's mouth opened, part in surprise and part in curiosity. He allowed the redhead to dominate the kiss, half-chuckling into Lavi's mouth as the Exorcist reached up to pull the Pleasure closer and deepen the kiss.

 

The Noah broke off first, trailing his mouth down Lavi's neck and pressing a small kiss to the pulse point just above the collar of the redhead's nightshirt. A hand slid under the thin material, pushing the shirt up slightly to reveal several inches of somewhat tanned skin. Fingers traced the younger man's nipple, caressing it until it formed a stiff peak. The hand slid down the redhead's chest as the Exorcist squirmed, fingers tracing the lines of his muscles and moving over his ribs.

 

The Noah's head lowered even further as he tugged the shirt up so that Lavi's body from his collarbone to the low-hanging waistband of his sleep pants was exposed to the lukewarm air of the room. The Pleasure's tongue circled the rosy flesh of the Exorcist's nipple, smirking and regaining his confidence in regards to the redhead as the younger man moaned lightly. He sucked the peak into his mouth. His hand explored the bare flesh exposed to him, feeling himself harden as the younger man arched slightly into his touches.

 

This time, things were all about Lavi. He wouldn't - couldn't, for reasons he couldn't even explain to himself- let his own desires into this moment, this night.

 

He switched nipples, drawing his tongue along the smooth pectorals of the Exorcist. Lavi groaned, shifting so he could rub his growing arousal against the Noah's bent leg. Tyki would have loved to forget his earlier concerns and just strip the boy and have him, but he restrained himself. He ached, body longing to sheath itself inside, but his mind prevailed and he continued his slow exploration of the redhead's chest.

 

Lavi moved his hips quicker, ignoring the slight complaints from other parts of his anatomy.

 

"Tyki..." he said, voice already breathless. "Please?"

 

"Do you want this over already?" Tyki asked, only half-teasing as he drew his lips down over a defined abdomen. The redhead groaned in frustration as the Noah's legs moved away from the junction of his legs so the Pleasure could slide down further.

 

"No... I don't want it over, but I want it..." Lavi's hips rolled upwards, the redhead gasping breathlessly as his manhood rubbed against the Pleasure's body. "I want your mouth on me."

 

"This would hardly be a proper apology if I refused." Tyki shifted so his elbows held him up, freeing his hands to work on the drawstring holding up the Exorcist's pants. "If you're sure that it's what you want..." The pants slid down.

 

"I'm sure." Lavi gasped as cool air hit his arousal. Puffs of warm air moved past him moments later as the Pleasure lowered his head, lips brushing the tip of the younger man's arousal with every word.

 

"Your wish is my command."

 

The Pleasure kissed the head, then slowly slid his lips open and began sliding down over the younger man's shaft. Wet heat engulfed the redhead and the Exorcist tried to control himself. The Noah's hands were holding down his hips and he knew the other man could feel him tremble.

 

"Ah, Tyki..." he moaned, reaching down to grab at the man's hair as the Pleasure began to slide back up. He more rested his hands on the man's head than pushed, letting Tyki do as he pleased. The Pleasure's mouth kept a firm suction as he slid back up and tongued the slit at the top of Lavi's manhood. The younger man gasped, hips bucking against Tyki's hands as the Noah moved back down. One suit-clad arm moved across the Exorcist's hips, holding him down while the Pleasure's other hand moved to caress him intimately. Lavi moaned, fingers tangling more in dark hair as he struggled to keep his eye opened.

 

The sight was still one of the hottest he had ever seen. The sight of Tyki's mouth, his head, down there was electrifying. He didn't want to miss a second, not the contrast of his skin between Tyki's lips, not the small moans the Pleasure made, not the feeling of the Noah's tongue caressing him.

 

"Oh, God-" Lavi moaned as the older man took him all the way inside, swallowing him. Tyki hummed around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through the redhead. Lavi cried out, trying earnestly to thrust upwards but failing due to Tyki's well-placed arm. The Noah carefully withdrew, chuckling at Lavi's cry of protest. He was so close...

 

"That made you come right away last time, Lavi." the Pleasure said. He drew his tongue over the vein on the underside of Lavi's arousal. The older man's tongue swirled around the head, then teased the slit before the Noah's head began to bob up and down. The Exorcist gasped, writhing as Tyki's hand joined his mouth and stroked him in time to the motions of the Pleasure's head.

 

The redhead came, crying out as Tyki swallowed rapidly around him. The older man milked him dry, a few drops of the younger man's release leaking out of the corner of the Noah's mouth.

 

Tyki drew away, licking his lips in satisfaction as he took in Lavi's dazed, sated expression and heaving chest. His own desire wasn't easy to manage- the redhead had never looked more delicious. He was more than a little tempted to take the Exorcist again and damn the consequences. With effort, almost every fiber of his being against leaving, he restrained himself and pulled the younger man's pants back up. He tied them, placing a small kiss above the waistband before pulling Lavi's shirt down to cover him. He moved out of the bed. His own need was becoming hard to ignore and he knew what the result would be if he stayed. Just sucking Lavi off had him hard and wanting, despite their earlier encounter.

 

"Goodnight, Exorcist. Pleasant dreams." he said, moving towards the window to leave when the redhead stopped him.

 

"Wait, Tyki-"

 

The Noah turned, lifting an eyebrow in askance at the Exorcist's slightly embarrassed expression. The reason for the flush quickly became clear.

 

"You haven't come yet."

 

Tyki forced himself to smile, a rush of desire going through him at the words. He wanted nothing more than to come, to be inside the redhead again, but he would not.

 

"Tonight was all about my apology to you, lovely. You don't need to do anything." he said, lying as his body screamed for release. He would either need to use his hand for relief (which he hadn't done in years) or find someone who he could quickly seduce for the release of at least some of his tension. The former was almost a more attractive option, though nothing could beat another warm body.

 

"If I wanted to, would you let me?"

 

The Pleasure stared, shocked and uncertain if he had heard correctly. Was he just imagining things, or had Lavi just...?

 

The redhead looked at him from the bed, expression determined. He was still in the reclined position Tyki had left him in, but then moved so he was kneeling on the mattress.

 

"If I wanted to, would you let me?" he repeated, lifting a hand slowly to his lips. "As I said earlier, I can't... not quite yet, but maybe with my mouth..."

 

How many times had Tyki imagined that mouth around him, seen that head buried between his thighs in his fantasies as he achieved ecstasy? Ever since that first night, when he had wanted to come so badly inside the then-inexperienced boy's mouth but had wanted to come inside him even more, that had been one of his most prominent fantasies. As if reading his thoughts, Lavi smirked. The expression didn't quite carry the same weight one of Tyki's smirks had, but the younger man's face was smug nonetheless.

 

"You did say that having my mouth on you was one of your fantasies, right?" Uncertainty flickered across the Exorcist's face when the Noah still didn't move. He looked away, pasting on a false smile. "Unless you don't want me to. Go on then - goodnight."

 

Lavi turned away, lying down again as if to sleep with his back turned towards Tyki.

 

"It's not that I don't want it, lovely - quite the contrary-" Tyki began, voice heated and heavy as he took two small steps towards the bed. The redhead didn't move. "I want your mouth around me almost as much as I want you around me again, but you don't have to. This was my apology for earlier."

 

The room was silent for a moment. The Noah turned to leave, and was once again interrupted by Lavi who still had his back turned towards the Pleasure.

 

"I liked it, you know." Again, Tyki froze in surprise. The redhead continued quietly. "It might have hurt, but I wanted it all the same. Maybe not quite so roughly, but… if you wanted to do me like that again, I'd probably let you."

 

"Are you saying I didn't need to apologize?" Tyki asked carefully. "Do you only want to repay me for what I just did?"

 

Lavi stayed quiet.

 

"I would have apologized anyway, lovely. I was unnecessarily rough with you, but if you want to suck me off, to use your mouth on me-" The Noah smirked, golden eyes darkening with lust. "-then I wouldn't object."

 

The redhead sat up, turning towards the Pleasure with an almost timid smile.

 

"It's not just a 'thanks' for what you did with your mouth - though that was nice -" The determination was back, want turning Lavi's eye a darker green. "I want to."

 

Tyki covered the remaining distance to the bed in a heartbeat, sitting down next to the redhead before reaching out to caress his cheek with one hand. The Exorcist leaned into the touch, eye staying open.

 

"You're sure you want this, lovely?" Tyki asked, already leaning in for a kiss. The redhead leaned forward to meet him in lieu of an answer, hands moving to the Pleasure's shoulders and urging him to lie down as Lavi had been laying down minutes before. The Noah obeyed the silent demand, relaxing onto the pillows but still propped up enough to see the Exorcist move downwards. Hands skimmed along Tyki's chest, the touches feather-light through the cloth. The Noah gave a pleased hum as the younger man swiftly worked downwards until the redhead faced his belt buckle. The Exorcist quickly undid the belt and the pants, making the Noah laugh lowly.

 

"Eager, are we?" he inquired rhetorically, thrusting his hips shallowly. "Not that I'm complaining..."

 

Nervous and shaking only slightly, Lavi used one of his arms to pin Tyki's hips down while his other hand encircled the base of the Noah's thick shaft. The older man bit off a groan as the redhead began to stroke him slowly. Soft, hot breaths brushed across his heated skin before a tongue tentatively licked him. The tongue circled the head slowly, motions awkward but earnest. Tyki moaned, encouraging the younger man and Lavi grew bolder. He drew his tongue over the underside of the Noah's manhood, remembering how good it had felt when the Pleasure had done that to him. Tyki groaned.

 

"That's good, Exorcist..." he said, eyes fixed on Lavi's head as the younger man moved to cover the Noah's arousal with his mouth. His tongue massaged the hard flesh pressing it down, drawing another moan from Tyki's lips. The redhead took in as much as he could as deep as he could comfortably fit, hand encircling and caressing the rest.

 

"Just like that, lovely..." Tyki panted out, entranced by the sight of pink lips wrapped around him as Lavi began to bob his head. The Exorcist followed from memory what the older man had done to him, moving his tongue over the head before he slid back down as far as he could take it.

 

Tyki didn't seem to find his actions wanting or lacking in any way, if the groans of encouragement were any indication. Fingers tangled in red locks, holding tightly but not pressing down as the Exorcist continued to slid his head up and down. Lavi paused, his mouth surrounding the older man's shaft and the head of it somewhere near the back of his throat. Carefully, the redhead relaxed his throat muscles and slid down even further. He could feel his gag reflex act up but controlled it, though in the process he slid back a bit off the Noah's arousal. Stubbornly, he began sliding back down.

 

"Ah..." Tyki gasped, sounding truly surprised and more than a bit excited. His hips thrust lightly up into Lavi's mouth, arms trembling. "You... don't have to do this.../Lavi/..." The Exorcist's name was more a moan than a word. Lavi kept sliding down, taking Tyki all the way inside his mouth until his nose was buried in the patch of dark hair around the older man's sex.

 

The Pleasure was close, Lavi knew. Remembering what the Noah had done, he began to hum. It was tuneless and didn't follow any song, but he hummed. Tyki cried out sharply and something warm began to gush down the redhead's throat. Surprised, the Exorcist instinctively pulled back, only to have his mouth fill with Tyki's release. Some spilled out the corners of his mouth, Lavi's throat too inexperienced to keep up with swallowing all of it. He did try, but he could feel it run out his mouth and down his chin. When the rush of white ended, Lavi pulled away completely and looked towards the older man's face.

 

The taste in his mouth, while not entirely familiar or exceptionally pleasant, was forgotten upon seeing the sated, content expression on the Pleasure's face. A rush of euphoria, of power and glee, raced through Lavi. He had made Tyki feel that way; his actions had put that expression on the Noah's face.

 

Tyki looked back at him, golden eyes darkening briefly at the sight of white liquid on the redhead's face. The Pleasure sat up, coaxing Lavi towards his mouth. He licked up the white trails, wet muscle slowly tracing a path to the younger man's mouth where he was met heatedly by the Exorcist's tongue and pulled into a kiss. Tyki broke away first, breathing heavily.

 

"We should stop here." he warned, already feeling his body take interest again. Reluctantly, Lavi nodded and moved off the older man. He had ended up straddling the Pleasure when they kissed. He moved away, watching quietly as Tyki adjusted his clothes and swung his legs over the side of the bed to stand. The redhead was struck by the sudden urge to ask the Noah to stay, if only for a few minutes, but quelled it. Harsh reality began sinking in again.

 

He was going to be a Bookman - eventually he would have to let Tyki go (unless the Pleasure 'let him go' first) and after the Noah had pinned him to a wall and drove into him, he had decided to tell the older man to stop coming to find him. He had promised himself that they'd 'break up' when they next met. He had to hold on to that promise, since letting go would only hurt worse if he formed a real attachment to the man. Now was the time - he had put it off for their brief exchange of pleasure, but he couldn't put it off any longer. If he didn't do it now, he'd have another week, or two, or three to rethink his decision and have those confusing, wonderful dreams.

 

It had to be now. The Pleasure was already walking towards the window, a 'goodnight' tossed casually over his shoulder.

 

"Tyki-"

 

The older man turned, brow furrowed in confusion.

 

"Is something wrong, lovely?" Realization dawned in his eyes. "Do you need me to stay?"

 

Something sharp dug into Lavi's chest at the obvious reluctance in the man's tone. He gritted his teeth, looking away before he responded. He had to do this, it was for the best-

 

"When will I see you again?" he asked, freezing in shock as he realized what he had said. That wasn't what he had meant to say! He had wanted to say 'don't come see me again', but somewhere along the path from logic to throat his message had been lost. He didn't look at the Noah, hearing relief and smugness in Tyki's tone as he replied.

 

"So eager for my touch again already? Don't worry, lovely, you'll see me again soon."

 

A few more footsteps, a swish of cloth, and Tyki was gone. Lavi didn't move, kneeling on his bed in the silent room as he cursed himself. He had been so stupid and he was so very, very slow. A dread crept into his stomach and settled in as he thought back to his question and what it meant for him.

 

He wanted to see Tyki again. He had known that. He wanted the man's touch again, and soon. He had known that. More than that, though, he just wanted to see the Noah. Even if nothing happened between them, even if meeting up with Tyki didn't lead to getting hot and sweaty and sated, he wanted to see the other man. He knew that now, but he hadn't known it then.

 

He ignored the dull ache in the vicinity of his heart, moving to lie down on the bed. The sheets felt cold and the bed lumpy and uncomfortable, too empty to let him sleep well. As he prepared for rest, all he could think was that he was too slow, he had been too late.

 

He had already formed an attachment.

 

As he shut his eyes, he couldn't help the stray thought telling him that, since the damage was already done, he may as well enjoy himself a little bit longer before the inevitable conclusion.

 

TBC…