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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Multi
  Fandom:
      D.Gray-man
  Relationship:
      Road_Kamelot/Allen_Walker, Tyki_Mikk/Allen_Walker
  Character:
      Allen_Walker, Road_Kamelot, Tyki_Mikk, Howard_Link
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-18 Words: 6817
****** Night of Truce ******
by slaying_dragons
Summary
     Allen Walker and Howard Link are assigned to a mission to search for
     Innocence. A special event is taking place during their investigation
     and some Noahs happen to be there. They both want Allen's attention.
     Then they want more.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
They arrive before the ball starts. The mansion is said to be haunted, which
indicates for the presence of Innocence. It can be just a fairy tale to scare
the kids as well. Black Order sends one Exorcist to examine the scene closer:
Allen Walker. There is no Helper assigned along, since there is lack of Akuma
activity. But as expected, Allen is not alone. Inspector Howard Link keeps him
company.
The owner of the mansion is an elderly woman. She is rich and kind and
perfectly widowed. A young pretty maid serves them tea, as they sit on
comfortable seats by the fireplace. "It is always a pleasure to have two good
looking men in my company." Lady Maribelle Addison says before she drops two
sugar cubes in her cup and smiles at Allen. "If only you were a few years
older, I would not hold back to steal your heart."
Allen laughs with her, but Link does not. "We thank you kindly for allowing us
to investigate." The young Exorcist says politely with the trademark smile of
his. "We assure you that no one will notice our presence."
The elderly lady chuckles at that and shakes her head. "Oh, you may feel free
to make them notice. I expect you two to have a good time, enjoy the food and
music." Her pale blue eyes turn to Link and her smile deepens. "You owe me two
dances. A fair trade for my cooperation, don't you think?"
Allen can see how Link's face does not change, yet his jaw is clenched so
tight. "Consider it done." Allen answers for Link and they share a glance. No
wonder there will be a lecture about this, once they are alone. Allen can't
help but finding this very amusing. He believes this trade is pretty much
nothing, when compared to what he has done for paying General Cross' never-
ending debts.
"I'm glad to hear that and I cannot wait." Lady Maribelle winks at Link, then
turns back at Allen. "I have plenty of rooms, so two are being prepared for
you, whenever you feel like resting."
Allen gives her a respective bow and mouths a thank you again. Then he
continues. "Lady Maribelle, can you tell us about strange sightings in this
mansion?"
Their conversation continues until their second cups of tea are finished. Then
both Allen and Link are led to their rooms. They are given separate rooms.
Allen finds it overly comfortable. His room is wide and spacey, very clean. The
brightest shade of white surrounds every inch. The window across the room is so
big, it invites all the sun rays inside, giving the room a warm aura. Curtains
are spread wide, made of soft and flowy material, barely brushing against the
floor. The bed is positioned well to see the perfect garden view ahead. It is a
shame he has to stay here for a short while. Yet that is alright. His home is
where his friends are.
He places his suitcase on the neatly made bed. It's a small bed, but that
doesn't bother him. Comfort is never Allen's priority. There is a nightstand
beside the bed with a bottle of wine and a glass. A gift from Lady Maribelle,
he believes. But Allen won't touch it. He is not really a drinker and is on
duty. There is also a closet across the room. Out of curiosity he opens the
doors and takes a peek inside. Formal clothes for his size are hanging, along
with nightwear and clean towels. They are thoughtful gifts, but again there is
no need for such with the exception for towels. Allen will be wearing his
Exorcist uniform tonight. Not only it is his ID, but also formal enough.
He grabs a towel and heads for the bathroom attached to his room. After taking
a hot bath, he dresses up and meets Link to start with their investigation.
Guests start to arrive in the meanwhile, all dressed fancy and wearing titles.
Allen and Link don't mingle with the crowd. They start with the west wing of
the big mansion, checking room by room to find anything odd. While the mansion
is quite big, they can still hear the music coming from the ball. At times,
they hear loud laughing. People are having fun, going on with such normal
lives. That is an alien concept for Allen, yet he doesn't mind that. He likes
his life as it is. He is happy.
Link actively helps Allen, searching for places Allen misses. If there is
Innocence hidden anywhere, they will find it. Once the sun is completely down,
Link brings out a light source. The west wing is half way searched so far and
the strangest thing they witness is a cat hiding under a sofa and a leaking
ceiling. The pipes are better looked through and fixed, but that is not the job
of an Exorcist.
Allen doesn't lose his positive aura, even if their search disappoints them so
far. Link doesn't look bored or tired either, being a mission driven man. "I
wonder if those ghost stories are even true." He says after looking under a
rug. He sees some mold and that is about it. Allen checks behind some seats and
finds nothing.
"We have the whole night to find out." The Exorcist replies and motions Link
for help, as he climbs on the inspector's hands and checks a high shelf of the
library. His hands go through the leather backs of some old smelling books.
Again there is nothing odd about this library either. Though, it could use some
cleaning.
The night continues and the west wing is all searched. Twice. Allen and Link
decide to take a breather by stopping by the kitchen. Link admits he is thirsty
and he could use some sweets. But Allen is very much hungry. He wants dinner. A
big one. The cook shakes her head and shoos them back to the ball, claiming it
is Lady Maribelle's order to have them mingle with the rest of guests. There
are enough food and drinks for them as well. Link is reminded about those two
dances he owes and can't help clenching his fists by his sides. Allen chuckles
at that.
Having no other option, both men show up by the ball and finally get a look at
what is going on. It is quite crowded, but people are having fun. People are
drinking, eating, chatting and dancing all over. It is a bit head spinning, but
Allen spots the food stand across the ballroom and points at it. "C'mon. Let's
eat." Link has no objections for it, so he follows Allen in his usual silence.
They have to walk through the masses to reach their destination. Allen tries
avoid the dancing couples. They still bump shoulders with a lot of ladies and
lords, but they manage to get safely to the other side.
The food stand makes the Exorcist excited. There are all kinds of meats in big
quantities, which makes his stomach growl loud, it almost suppresses the music.
He grabs a plate and starts to stuff meats in inappropriate amounts. "For a
healthy dinner, you should consume some vegetables as well." Link warns Allen
with a serious expression matching his tone. But Allen accepts none of that.
"Says the guy who lives on pastries." He mumbles behind a handful of chicken
thighs and points at the selection of sweets Link has on his plate. Link gives
Allen a disapproving glare, but doesn't insist on his point. They both seem to
have bad eating habits and he can just leave it like that. They continue
eating, while watching people dance. Once half of the food stand is done for by
Allen's big appetite, Lady Maribelle shows up with a big smile and nods at
them.
"I see you are having fun. Is the food delicious?" She asks in a motherly tone
and Allen nods as he swallows down the food.
"It's great." He almost beams. Food makes him happy. Delicious food in big
quantities makes him even happier. "Thank you for everything, Lady Maribelle."
He is so bright and cheerful, while Link is just cold and silent. Obviously, he
is expecting Lady Maribelle to remind him of those two dances for the price of
everything lovely. It doesn't take long for them to hear it.
"About those dances, Howie..." Her pale blue eyes shift at the inspector, who
is dressed in all white. Allen almost bursts into a fit of laughter to this pet
name, but ends up choking on his food. Link's gaze meets with him and the
slightly older man pauses for another moment before putting his plate away and
nods at Lady Maribelle. He is a man of his word after all and there is no going
back now. Politely bowing before the elderly woman, he offers his hand. Lady
Maribelle admires the sight of the good looking young man and takes his hand.
"My my... I feel like I am twenty again." She giggles, as Link leads her to the
dance floor. Allen isn't surprised how Link is skilled with the waltz. The
inspector can't just be bad with anything in this world, as it seems. Inspector
of Perfection.
The Exorcist watches them for a while, wishing he has a camera to make this
moment frozen in time. And of course, to show everybody in the Black Order for
some laughs. But then he places his empty plate away and grabs a non-alcohol
beverage to take care of his thirst. It is quite random, yet his eyes linger at
the far side of the ballroom. A lot of women are surrounding one person. He
can't see who that is from this angle, but he guesses it is some single and
handsome lord to attract such a number. All the women are giggling and giving
dreamy stares, each trying to get the most attention from this lord.
Allen finishes his glass and grabs another. Just like his hunger, his thirst
isn't easily satisfied. His eyes wander around the rest of the ballroom, but
then something unexpected happens. Someone puts their hands around his neck and
pull him down for a kiss. The Exorcist can't even understand what is going on,
as a pair of warm lips press against his. He is always battle ready for many
situations, but this surely takes him off guard and he just freezes for a
moment. When the second party finally pulls away, he sees a pair of large eyes,
short dark hair and the face of a certain Noah before him: Road Camelot.
His eyes widen further and his breath stops. Road smiles at him in her playful
way, keeping her hands on Allen's shoulders. "I didn't expect to see you here,
Allen." She says cheerfully and hugs the Exorcist close. "How much I missed
you!" Allen can't even pull back. He looks around for the sight of Akuma, but
there is none. Link is still dancing with Lady Maribelle, no one is in danger.
And suddenly, Allen gets a glimpse of that attention magnet lord. He recognizes
that profile anywhere: Tyki Mikk.
"Heeey! Don't get distracted. I am here." Road pushes up on her toes and now
wraps her slender arms around Allen's chest to keep him close. Allen looks down
at her, still feeling a bit dumbfounded. "Wanna dance?" She grabs the
Exorcist's hands and tugs them playfully.
"What are you doing here?" Allen asks. If Noah is here, then there sure is
Innocence around. "What are you after?"
Road gives him a look and grins wide. "What do you mean? Can't I socialize and
have some fun like you?" She puts on her most innocent expression, but it
doesn't work in Allen's eyes. Then she chuckles. "Oh, come on, Allen. I am not
here to start a fight." She is still standing on her toes, but remains much
shorter than the Exorcist. "I promise." She winks and licks her lips. "Spend
some time with me and no one gets hurt?" It is supposed to be a joke, but Allen
only feels threatened. He tries to make a plan of how to evacuate all the
people out. It seems like an impossible plan so far. He can't let any civilians
get hurt during his watch.
Road snaps her fingers before Allen's eyes, yet that doesn't bring him back to
the moment. It takes another kiss on lips to grab all his attention. The
Exorcist tries to pull back, but Road doesn't allow until she is done. "Now,
all better." She smiles sweetly in her sinister way and looks extremely happy,
as if she just found an old friend. "You know what?" She starts. "You should
quit the Order and marry me."
Allen isn't sure if she is merely teasing him or actually feels attraction. But
he doesn't respond to that. "A deal, you say? You want to make a deal with me."
He brings up her first proposal about spending some time together to save
everyone. Road nods at that, quite happily. "And no one will get hurt." Road
nods again and clings to Allen's hand.
"Think of it for a night of truce." She beams and starts to drags Allen to the
closest door to leave the ballroom. But the Exorcist looks back over his
shoulder to find Link. He can't see him. He can't see Tyki Mikk either.
"How many Noah is here?" Allen asks, can't trust Road this easily. There is too
much blood in their history.
"So you saw Tyki." She chuckles and closes the door behind, then drags Allen to
the corridor to head for a more private room. "Don't mind him. He is just a
pretty face to court some ladies. He won't do any harm." Hearing this from Road
isn't really convincing, yet the young Noah continues. "You wouldn't prefer his
company, huh?" Jealousy is obvious in her tone. Allen just feels confused about
how Road insists acting like they are friends.
"I'll take your word, Road." He finally says, not too sure about this. But he
decides to play along. If he still suspects any weird activity coming from the
ballroom, he will haste back there. The young Noah nods with a dangerous grin
and leads Allen to the second floor. They enter a large room with a balcony and
she closes the door behind. Allen takes a few steps and then stops there,
looking around as Road brings a few candles of her own, hanging in the air.
"There... Much romantic, isn't it?" The young Noah circles around Allen in a
cheerful mood, looking at Allen with playful eyes. "Do you have any room for
sweets?" Road asks and offers Allen a handful of lollipops. As much as Allen is
skeptical about this 'spending time together', he accepts two lollipops and
settles down on one of the seats. Road wastes no time to sit right next to him,
a hand resting on Allen's thigh.
The following hour is weird, if Allen has to pick a single word. Road keeps
talking about her favorite candies, homework and her sickly mother. She never
speaks about other Noahs or the Earl and pretends to be a normal girl at her
age. The Exorcist can't tell if there is a hint of truth in any of that or she
is making up all. He just listens and answers, whenever Road directs him a
question. Another hour passes and they both consume a lot of candy. Allen can't
really say he feels much comfortable around her, but he admits she has a taste
for the best candy. Whenever she offers him more, he never refuses. Road seems
quite pleased by the fact. At least, the night has been uneventful and that is
what matters.
Allen crunches on his last lollipop and licks his lips lazily, when Road climbs
on his lap and places her hands on his shoulders. "So tell me, Allen..." Road
is not sounding like her age once again. "Would you marry me?" If this is a
proposal, then it's a very sinister looking one. Allen opens his mouth and
finds himself clueless of what to say.
"Marry you?" She brought this question before. Allen didn't even take it
seriously. But now it is back.
"Yes. I'm cute and you are cute. We are perfect for each other." Road grins all
teeth at her own remark. "You are perfect for me." She purrs this time. Not
even allowing Allen to reply, she presses her lips to his in another kiss.
Allen finds his body frozen again and feels Road's warm lips moving against
his. It's gentle and nice, actually. But he just tries to ignore that. The
white haired young man sits still and doesn't kiss back. Road's hands move
through those soft white strands of hair, then slide to the back of his neck,
pulling him even closer. This one sided make out season lasts for what feels
like an eternity. Allen's eyes are already closed, as he allows Road to claim
his lips with lazy and candy tasting kisses. She pulls back after some time and
cups Allen's cheeks. "My offer will remain until you make up your mind." She
says and winks happily. A last kiss is pressed against his lips, which he
returns for the first time. Road's face looks brightened by the fact. Allen
looks at her from such closeness. She is certainly cute. If they met in other
terms and she was not a Noah, then he would actually consider the offer. Of
course, after waiting until she was a bit older.
Possibilities leave him, as Road climbs off of his lap and straightens her
dress. An umbrella flies into the room from the balcony and it's pumpkin head
looks worried. "Road-tama!" It whines in tears. "You can't propose to enemy
like that, relo! Earl-tama would never approve!"
But Road just chuckles and ignores that. "I hope to see you again, Allen." She
waves and hops onto the flying umbrella, balancing on it like a pro. Then, off
she goes.
Allen stands up on his feet and still tastes Road on his lips. After
straightening his hair and uniform, he returns to the ballroom to find Link and
explain his disappearance. He is sure there will be a lengthy lecture coming
from the inspector. After all, it's his duty to be at Allen's side the whole
time. Allen doesn't look forward to this, but he will make sure to apologize a
lot and tell about his experience with the Noah. Of course, he will leave the
parts about kisses and the marriage proposal out.
Yet the ballroom is empty, save for the maids cleaning it. Guests has already
left for home and the ball is over. It has to be past midnight. He approaches
one of the maids and asks about Link. Her answer includes too many dances and
too many drinks. That really doesn't sound like the Inspector Link Allen knows
of. But he goes to check his guardian's room and finds the older man sleeping
on the bed. He is lying on his front, fully clothed, drooling on the pillow.
Allen can smell alcohol and sighs. But at least, he may be saved from the hour
length lecture, if Link got this wasted. Also, he now has some ammo to use
against Link for emergency situations.
He approaches the bed to remove Link's boots and jacket, loosens his tie. Then
the Exorcist tucks the other into bed and leaves for his room. They can
continue the investigation tomorrow after some proper rest.
Once he closes the door behind, Allen feels like he isn't alone in his room. He
blinks and focuses on the bed. There is someone laying in there and he suddenly
thinks he walked into the wrong room. The person in bed half sits up and Allen
grabs the door handle to run out. "I'm sorry! I thought this was my-" He tries
to explain himself, yet his sentence is interrupted before it can be finished.
"Then you thought right, boy." A smooth voice fills the room and Allen can
recognize it easily. It is Tyki Mikk and he is laying in his bed. The Exorcist
takes two steps closer to see the Noah better in the dark. The curtains are
shut tight, so there is no moonlight to fill in the room. As if the Noah sees
his thoughts, a match stick lights up, then touches the candle on the
nightstand. The orange light washes over Tyki and his naked body. Allen feels
startled by the sight. He is under the covers, as they cover up to his waist.
His bare torso is nicely toned, but skin not smooth. The scars Allen sees are
given to Tyki by his own sword. It covers one upper arm and slashes across his
abdomen. His wavy hair is now longer, as it is tied in a loose pony tail.
"I thought it would be proper to give you a private visit, since you were not
available back in the ball." Tyki is half-sitting and resting his weight
against his elbows. He looks quite comfortable like this and Allen can't
believe what a night he has been going through.
"H-how..." Allen starts and finds his mouth to be dry. "How is this even
proper?" He manages to finish his question. He is one to be careful about
manners. But this... Another man laying in his bed, naked, is nothing proper.
Tyki laughs at that, amused and sly. He pushes himself up to a full sitting
position, reaches for the wine bottle and opens it with experienced hands. Then
he pours into the glass before handing it to Allen. "Have some."
The Exorcist slowly takes another step to get closer. He isn't sure why his arm
stretches forward to reach for the glass of wine. "What do you want?" The white
haired young man asks and sniffs at the wine. But he puts the glass back to the
nightstand, refusing to take alcohol before a Noah. Not that he can ever get
drunk. His fast metabolism burns alcohol too fast. Tyki smirks at that and
catches Allen's wrist in one swift move.
"A night of truce, isn't it, boy?" He asks charmingly, repeating words Allen
heard from Road before. "Spend some time with me and no one gets hurt." With
that, he pulls Allen strongly, causing the younger man to fall onto bed. Allen
struggles, but Tyki manages to shift their positions until he has Allen pinned
beneath him. Covers get tangled around their legs, which leaves little space
for struggle. Tyki's hands press onto Allen's wrists at each side of his head,
his grip stubborn. "You had your fun with Road. Now it's my turn." He says and
presses his lips against Allen's. Unlike Road's candy tasting lips, Tyki tastes
like mint and tobacco. His lips aren't as soft and he is certainly less gentle.
He doesn't have Road's laziness. His kisses scream passion.
Allen keeps pushing at Tyki's shoulders, but the Noah doesn't pull back until
he feels like it, even when Allen doesn't respond. He lets go of Allen's hands
first, then his lips. Allen growls with protest and tries to pull back, now he
sits against the headboard, pillow trapped behind. "Let go." The Exorcist
frowns.
"I'm not leaving without taking what I want." Tyki replies and untangles the
covers a bit, so he can straddle Allen's lap. Covers remain around his waist,
which helps him with some modesty. Not that he seems to care. Allen's heart is
racing. He experienced a similar time with Road before, but she never took
things this far. Tyki is straight forward and shameless, asking Allen too much.
Those long and thin hands of Tyki reach to Allen's jacket's buttons, undoing
them. The Exorcist tries to slap them away, but Tyki doesn't stop. "What you
want is not something I can give." Allen protests. But now it's not physical.
Tyki is too close and too naked, he can see the cover sliding down and his eyes
catch the curve of his ass. The Noah is really naked.
Allen quickly averts his eyes, because it is wrong in many levels to stare. But
Tyki catches him anyway, amused by that curious look. He leans closer to
Allen's ear and whispers. "I have faith in you." His one hand grabs Allen's own
and makes him press his palm against his bare ass. "Don't just look." His lips
brush against the Exorcist's ear-shell. "Let's play, Cheater Boy A."
Allen's face goes a deep shade of red. This is very embarrassing for him and he
has been in the most embarrassing situations before. His hand freezes against
that perfectly toned ass, feels how smooth and warm the Noah's skin is. His
lips are parted and Allen just looks at Tyki's face with a dumb-founded
expression. But the Noah is just comfortable and he continues to undo Allen's
jacket. Once he removes the last, he shoves the jacket down the Exorcist's
shoulders and tosses it away. Allen's shirt comes off next, being pulled off in
a single move.
Tyki grabs Allen's hands again and places them against his chest before he
presses his mouth to the younger man's shoulder. The Exorcist has many scars
all over his abdomen and Tyki maps them all with his lips. He moves down to
Allen's chest and flicks his thumbs against hardened nipples. Allen slides his
hands at Tyki's sides in the meanwhile, still unsure if he should even play
along or run for the door. He can wake Link up and together they can fight Tyki
Mikk. Yet the Noah's kisses and touches are distracting, giving Allen all kind
of good feelings he hasn't ever felt before. If this is a night of truce, then
so be it. He can give it a try. Tomorrow they can go back being enemies.
Tyki pulls back with a smug smirk touching his lips, his eyes meet Allen's.
Then he rolls his hips and Allen's eyes widen with such friction. Until this
moment he hasn't even noticed he is half hard. The groan is suppressed in his
throat, which makes the Noah chuckle. "Ah, there we go." The Noah rolls his
hips once more and Allen shudders. "I told you, boy. I have faith in you."
After pressing his lips against Allen's in a short kiss, the Noah pulls back
and gets rid of the covers, dumping them down to the floor. Allen gives the
sight a wide eyed look. Tyki Mikk is sitting on his lap with no piece of
clothing hiding any inch of his body. And it's a gorgeous body. His stomach is
flat and hard, long legs at each side of the Exorcist's clothed hips, his
length is hard and long. Allen feels he can't breath.
Allen returns back from his thoughts, when he feels Tyki moves back to unbuckle
his belt. "Uh, wait..." He starts to protest, but the Noah doesn't stop and
removes his trousers, along with his underwear and boots.
"But I don't want to." Tyki purrs, as he returns to his previous position and
licks his lips as he looks down at Allen's length. There is no shame, when he
holds Allen's length in his hand and strokes him to full hardness. Allen stops
protesting and jerks his hips for more touch. He knows he is close. "Tell me,
boy... Do you have a girlfriend?" Allen gasps, his cheeks are already a deep
shade of red. "How about a boyfriend?" But Allen still can't answer. He doesn't
even try to. All he can do is to cling at Tyki's shoulders for some support, as
the Noah jerks him off. "No?" Tyki's conversation is entirely one-sided. But he
doesn't seem to mind that. "Has anyone touched you like this before?" He asks
again and Allen just buries his face against Tyki's chest, he spills into the
older man's hand. "I'm flattered, being your first." Tyki's voice is honeyed
and comforting, as Allen tries to catch his breath, face still buried against
the Noah's chest.
After a moment, he whispers into Allen's ear. "Your second will be even better.
I promise that." He pulls back and reaches down to the floor to pick a towel.
After wiping his hand, he grabs another item. He must have placed them there
before Allen walked into the room. Allen rests his back against the headboard
again and another kiss happens. He parts his lips and allows Tyki in, feeling
more relaxed and comfortable with the act. He enjoys the brush of tongue,
exploring his mouth. Then the Exorcist finds himself kissing the Noah back. The
kiss leaves him light headed. He isn't even sure when it ends. But he feels
something slippery being coated to his fingers. Tyki is smearing some clear oil
to his hand, then guides Allen's fingers to his ass again. This time he doesn't
stop at the curve of his hips. He dips them in between cheeks and Allen's
fingertips meet with a circle of muscles.
"Oh..." Allen's heart skips a beat. He wasn't expecting to have the Noah offer
himself up in this fashion. It excites him. He does the rest by himself,
pushing a finger inside. Their chests press together, as Tyki keeps kissing
Allen's neck and side of his face. The Exorcist turns his face to meet the
other man's lips.
"It's going to feel amazing to have you in me." Tyki says in between kisses and
rocks his hips back into Allen's fingers. The white haired young man already
slides a second finger in. Tyki is hot and tight and so willing. His free hand
moves up to the Noah's hair, tugs the hair band off. Now free, those dark long
curls run down the Noah's shoulders. Allen admires the sight and slides in a
third finger. Tyki sighs and reaches his hand in between them, grabbing Allen's
reawakening hardness. "Already hard again? What a lucky man I am."
Allen removes his fingers, while Tyki smears some oil to the Exorcist's length.
He keeps a firm hand around the base, positions the head with his opening.
Allen can't help but watch the scene with widened eyes. His mouth feels dry
again. From this angle, he can't see everything in detail. But once the head
pushes against those tight ring of muscles, Allen bites his lower lip to
suppress a moan. Tyki takes it slow and Allen's erection disappears in the Noah
inch by inch. It's the hottest thing. The Noah's one hand grabs the headboard
to support his weight. The Exorcist's face feels like burning again, as he is
surrounded by Tyki's hot tightness. It's only a reflex how his hips jerk upward
and fill Tyki in fully.
"Hn. Too eager, I see. I like that." Finally seated on Allen's lap, Tyki leans
in to capture the younger man's lips in another kiss. The Exorcist passionately
returns it, yet he gets impatient. He manages to catch Tyki off guard. Pushing
the older man to his back without even pulling out, Allen presses the other's
shoulders down. He starts with a frantic pace of thrusts, causing Tyki to
groan. "Wait, wait, wait." Tyki says, but does nothing to stop Allen. "Not like
this, boy." Allen doesn't think he can stop now, but then the Noah places a
hand to his cheek and looks into his eyes. It works like magic. Allen stops.
His heart doesn't. "I want your first time to be more special." Tyki pushes
Allen by the shoulder and the Exorcist gets the message. He sits back,
returning to their original position, while keeping Tyki on his lap. The
younger man is strong enough to carry the Noah. His back rests against the
headboard again and he doesn't let go of Tyki's hips, as if the older man will
change his mind after coming this far. It's almost protective and rather
primitive.
The Noah finds this extremely amusing and chuckles. But then Allen lets go,
allowing Tyki do as he desires. The older man grabs Allen's shoulders and
starts to roll his hips in his own pace. It's painfully slow at first, but
Allen can see how graceful that lean body moves on him. So beautiful. Tyki's
hips soon move higher and faster, which makes Allen hold onto the Noah's hips
to slam him down harder to each thrust. It's good, more than good, to watch
Tyki move up and down on his erection. Allen silences his own moans with biting
into Tyki's throat. The Noah ends up holding against the headboard, so his
front is fully pressed against Allen's, his erection rubbing in between their
bodies. The Exorcist can't help but wonder what those ladies Tyki was charming
back in the ball would think, if they saw him like this.
Soon Allen feels Tyki squeezing around him and that is enough to drive Allen to
the edge. He slams Tyki's hips down and keeps him there, as he hits his next
orgasm, spilling deep inside the Noah. Trying to catch his breath, he slips a
hand in between their bodies and gives Tyki a few jerks until the older man
comes in his hand, continuing to squeeze around him. Allen hears some delicious
low moans coming from the Noah.
They remain in this position for a few moments with Allen still inside Tyki and
their bodies wrapped together. But soon Tyki cleans up, moves them, so they lay
in the bed together. The Noah acts as the big spoon, holding the Exorcist
close. One arm wraps around the younger man's waist, his chin is tucked against
the higher shoulder of the white haired one. His dark locks fall over Allen's
chest. Whatever tension Allen felt all night is gone. He is all relaxed and
feels in peace.
"That was..." Allen starts and sighs. Is he happy? "Amazing."
Tyki is busy pressing kisses against Allen's neck, but he gives his best 'I
know' smile anyway. "Would you like to do it again?" The Noah asks playfully,
his voice is only a murmur now. "With me." He adds, so Allen won't jump into
wrong ideas about repeating this with his Exorcist friends. "How about next
week?"
Allen smiles and lazily shakes his head.
Tyki laps at the Exorcist's ear-shell. "We could try that position you wanted."
He smirks, reminding of that little stunt Allen pulled. "I won't stop you
again."
Allen's smile widens further. It's tempting. "Mm. Maybe."
"Maybe?" Tyki asks with a grin. "Are you trying to break my heart, boy?"
Allen shakes his head and closes his eyes, wanting to get some rest. He can
feel Tyki pulling his touch for a few moments. But then it returns and there is
a finger pressing into his opening. Startled, the Exorcist opens his eyes and
looks over his shoulder. "Easy, boy. You will like this." Tyki warns and pushes
his finger up to the knuckle. The white haired young man remains laying on his
side, as the Noah works on stretching him up. It feels weird at first, but then
Tyki finds that spot and Allen sees sparks. He turns his head down, so he pants
into the pillow. He has to be silent.
After a lot of oil and a few fingers, Tyki lines himself up with the younger
man and presses in. Allen's hands clench at the sheets hard. It is when Tyki is
whispering into his ear again. "So... next week?" He chuckles and pushes in
further.
Allen's breath hitches and he shakes his head again.
"What's wrong with next week?" Tyki asks, as he goes all the way in, making
Allen squirm. His one arm wraps around the young man's waist to keep him there
and he sets the pace. Allen doesn't protest or try to get free. He wants to try
this.
"I'm busy." The white haired boy says weakly, his arm stretches up and back to
hold onto Tyki's shoulder. He feels like he has to brace himself, when the
other starts to roll his hips. He is already hard and his head is spinning,
whenever Tyki hits that spot. The pace is gentle for a while and it feels even
better, when he quickens up. Tyki's free hand wraps around Allen's length and
gives him rhythmic jerks. When Allen can't take it anymore, he lets out a loud
moan and comes hard, no longer caring about waking Link up next door. He can
swear he sees stars. His hand squeezes the Noah's shoulder so hard, it will
surely leave some bruises. Tyki doesn't stop there and continues to thrust on
and on until he comes inside Allen.
Then he's planting more kisses on the Exorcist's face, rolling him to lay on
his back and using Allen as his human pillow. "About next week..." Tyki grins,
not as smug as before. Not anymore.
"Alright..." Allen groans, but smiles none the less. He feels exhausted in a
good way. "Next week." He says and runs a hand through those dark locks of
Tyki, who has been resting his head against the Exorcist's chest. "What else do
you want to do next week?" Allen asks, feeling playful, but mostly spent.
Tyki lifts his head up, so they can have eye contact. "Marry you." He says, all
sly and charming.
Allen blinks, then snorts. This is the second time he is getting proposed
tonight. Again, he can't tell if this is supposed to be a joke. "Why would I
marry you?" He asks with raised eyebrows and experimentally touches that beauty
mark under Tyki's eye.
"Ah..." The older man gives him a thoughtful look. "Don't you see we belong to
each other, boy?" To Allen, Tyki doesn't look like joking. The Exorcist pulls
the Noah's head closer for a kiss. There is no answer coming from Allen, but he
knows this isn't the last he hears this question. They fall asleep like this,
Tyki's head resting against Allen's chest, limbs tangled.
When Allen wakes up in a few hours with the early morning sun, Tyki isn't here
with him. He isn't surprised. After a shower, he goes to check on Link. The
inspector is still sleeping. Allen thinks it's the better idea to drag the
unconscious man into bathroom and right into cold water. It works and Link
wakes up with a startled cry. After a little struggle, he sits in the cold
water with his clothes on and can't even look up at Allen. He is in too much
shame, it radiates heavily around him. "I apologize for my improper act." He
bows his head low. "Feel free to report me. I will take full responsibility and
ready to handle the consequences of my irrational behavior."
It's almost sad, Allen thinks. He has never seen Link like this before. He
isn't sure how Lady Maribelle tricked him into drinking stupid, but now Allen
knows a bit more about his guardian and his weaknesses.
"Nah. I don't think I will report you." Allen says with a cheerful smile. Link
looks up at him with wide unbelieving eyes.
"But it is the proper thing to do. You have to report me!" He protests with a
deep flush and Allen doesn't understand how much this man can be bond to the
laws.
"Everyone deserves a little break at times." Allen chuckles and heads back to
the door. "Come on. Get a bath and meet me at breakfast. Then we can continue
the investigation." He leaves the room and goes to have the most important meal
of the day. When Link asks him how he spent the rest of the night, Allen
doesn't mention about any Noahs. He says he took a break as well.
 
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"I proposed him first!" Road is furious, fists clenched at her sides, eyes
throwing daggers at Tyki.
"He didn't give you a yes." Tyki chuckles, as he takes a drag from his
cigarette. He leans against the armrest of the seat, one long leg crossed over
the other.
"He didn't give you one either." Road points a finger at Tyki and growls. "I
kissed him first!"
Tyki's still smiling. "Do you really want me to count all the firsts I have
done to him?"
Road screams out of jealousy and tosses a handful of jellybeans at the other
Noah's face. It hurts. "That's so unfair! Just because you are overly pretty,
you can't seduce everyone into your bed!" Another handful of candies fly in the
air. "I saw him first! Just wait and see. He'll marry me."
"Earl-tama will kill us all, relo!" A certain pumpkin headed umbrella whines in
the background, producing real tears. "Stop proposing enemies, relo!"
End Notes
     Who could have guessed Howard Link is such a party animal?
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