|Pleasured Into Insanity
Author: Angel Fantasy PM
When Tyki Mikk captures Lavi for interrogation but ends up thoroughly molesting him instead, how much can the Bookman Apprentice endure before he looses himself to his enemy's pleasuring touch? ON HOLD.Rated: Fiction M - English - Humor - Tyki Mikk & Lavi - Chapters: 5 - Words: 4,337 - Reviews: 77 - Favs: 45 - Follows: 53 - Updated: 01-15-10 - Published: 01-01-10 - id: 5631124
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Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray Man, no matter how I wish I could. That privilege goes to Katsura Hoshino.
Written for a request in the DGMkinkmeme community:
Simply... Tyki/Lavi. Rimming. And more rimming. And maybe a little more.
Pleasured Into Insanity: Chapter 1
His mouth wide open in silent gasps, cheeks flushed and skin sweaty, Lavi panted, shuddering every few seconds. His headband was hiding his only eye, having fallen over it in his earlier struggle to get out of his predicament. His blindness only heightened his other senses, and he is helpless to keep from vocalizing his pleasure as a certain part of his body got thoroughly molested.
His thoughts swirled like a raging tornado, his mind too lost in the haze of lust to keep any coherent thoughts together and long enough for him to think straight.
Through the fog of blissful sensations that invaded all of his senses, what his brain classified as a chuckle drew what was left of his lucidity toward his butt, to which his enemy Tyki Mikk was currently paying his full attention.
The Noah of Pleasure grinned from his spot behind the redhead's ass, his ashen grey hands holding delectable and gropable pale butt cheeks apart to give him plenty of room to access the puckered hole normally hidden between them.
The Poker Player lavished Lavi's entrance with teasing licks and kisses, ears listening to the other's moans of pleasure with glee. Then he sucked it, and a wanton cry of "T-Tyki-!!" broke out from the other's throat. His legs quivered on either sides of the Pleasure's face, and a stroke to Lavi's balls was his reward for such a reaction.
His hands groped and pinched the rosy globs firmly but softly at the same time, earning a shiver from his captive.
Yes, captive. The apprentice Bookman he was currently molesting was stuck inside the bed of the room he'd borrowed for the night, his ass and legs sticking out from the upper side of the mattress, while his head, ribcage and arms (upper arms only) showed from the opposite side. The bed was standing vertically on its lower bed frame, its head frame almost touching the ceiling. Some Teases were keeping it from falling over, having created butterflied ropes of themselves (like a human chain, only made with hundred of Teases) to steady it.
It had been very easy and simple to catch the boy.
While waiting silently for Lavi to be finished with his shower, Tyki had rearranged the Exorcist's room so that when the other got out, he would be faced with his bed standing vertically, right in front of the bathroom's door.
The soft mattress (the side that people usually sleep on) was facing the door, its opposite facing the wall. With only a towel around his waist and his usual headband to keep his dripping hair from his face, Lavi was defenseless to stop his enemy from pushing him toward and into the piece of furniture. Jumping from the bathroom's floor to catch him off guard had been pretty easy.
Of course, the Poker Player hadn't wanted his prey to get hurt, and so had used his powers to make the other momentarily fuse with the bed instead of slamming him into it like most bullies would have done.
A squawk of surprise had been the only sound to escape the rabbit's lips during the whole capture event.
And Tyki, offered with the most tempting view of the other's ass hidden within only a towel, had almost thrown his plan out the window and jumped Lavi on the spot, mattress standing between them or not. The angry shouting and kicking legs had greatly helped to calm down his libido.
Especially when one had nearly smashed his crotch, missing it by an inch.
After having backed off a few steps to avoid the very painful destruction of his shaft, the Noah had admired his successful capture for a while longer, eyeing especially those beautiful, long and slightly tanned legs. As a precaution, he had made sure that Lavi's Innocence was well out of reach of the redhead's hands, should Lavi had by some miracle or unknown force broken free and lunged for it.
He hadn't wanted to take any chances, after all.
I had that fic in my comp for quite a while now. I still have to find an appropriate ending for it, but I know that my plot bunnies will come eventually. Still, I felt like posting it on FFn for you readers to read and enjoy. I'm being generous xD
I want at least 10 reviews before posting the next chapter. I know I'm being a bitch asking for that, but mom's forcing me to go a party that has cigarette smoke in it, which I really can't stand because of my very sensible lungs, so it's making me frustrated. Sorry, but I can't vent my anger anywhere else at the moment. Talk about a New Year's Eve... yeepee.