unknownrival | [RL with Tyki]

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[RL with Tyki]

Issei hung onto Tyki's side excitedly, staring at the beauty of the island. "Are you saying that this entire island belongs to you? It's amazing! C-Can I see more, please?"

He couldn't help it. The beautiful ocean would always hold a dear place in his heart, no matter how few times he got to see it.

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"Would you like something else, sir?" Alice asked quietly. "We have juice, soda or water."

Tyki nodded, taking a sip from his glass as he slipped an arm around the boy. "He's a pain in the ass, but the work keeps Zechs busy. He needs to feel like he's accomplishing something, protecting someone."

He shrugged helplessly, not having that urge himself.

"Water is fine," Issei answered, leaning closer to Tyki. "Mm, I understand. A monk's duty is to help, as well, so my job leaves me fulfilled, just like his does."

Alice departed soundlessly and returned quickly with a glass of ice water and a plate of veggies and dip. Tyki leaned against Issei as well, humming softly.

"What kinds of things do you do to help people? Or do you mean..." He waved his glass vaguely. "Spiritual assistance."

"There is that, but there's also more material things to consider," Issei explained, munching on a carrot. "We take people in who need shelter. We feed those who need food. We're willing to provide whatever the community needs."

"Hmm, that's nice," Tyki said thoughtfully. He snagged a cherry tomato and popped it into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

"And they don't have to be your kind of religion to be helped, right?" he asked curiously. There were some aspects of organized religion that didn't suck.

"No, of course not. They just have to be in need," Issei answered, smiling gently. "It's one of the few things I'm proud of in my life, that I've genuinely been able to help people."

Tyki settled back on the couch and swirled the wine in his glass. "I guess it feels good for you to help people," he said quietly.

"It does for me," Issei replied. "Everyone is different, of course."

Tyki nodded. He really didn't get the whole point of helping people for the gain of nothing more than some kind of vague sense of accomplishment. He could believe it was enough for Issei, though. He didn't seem to need much more than that.

"Everyone is different," he agreed, giving the boy a squeeze. "And you're very accepting of different people," he added thoughtfully. "It's nice."

"I'm glad that you think so," Issei answered cheerfully.

He understood that Tyki was a different kind of person, and not necessarily a nice kind either. But as long as the side of him that Issei liked, the fun-loving, gentlemanly side, wasn't a fake, Issei could accept the flaw of having a side that killed.

Tyki beamed and gave him a squeeze, just as Alice returned to the room with a tray of hot dogs and condiments.

"Oh thank goodness. I'm starved!" Tyki explained and leaned forward, grabbing the mustard.

"Likewise," Issei agreed, digging into his food. "Bon appetit, Marquise."

The hot dogs had been barbequed, and were smokey with a hint of spice. Tyki poured condiments on his and ate them quickly, with the kind of starved pace that bespoke his years riding the rails with inadequate food.

After dinner, he leaned back and smirked at Issei. "Well now...shall we?"

Issei blushed. "I suppose we must. You said you were going to put on some light music...?"

Tyki grinned and brushed a finger over Issei's blushing cheeks. "Of course. Let me put on some mood music."

He rose and dimmed the lights, then went to the massive stereo and turned it on, tuning it to some sexy instrumental music he thought would be appropriate.

Then he returned to the couch and reclined, smirking up at the boy as he lit up a cigarette. "Ready?" Thankfully they had gotten dressed already, so Issei was wearing a bit more than swimming trunks.

Issei swallowed and nodded. He could do this. He took off his clothes all the time, it couldn't be that difficult.

First, he bent to take off his shoes. Then he slipped off his socks and set them aside.

Tyki watched, smoking slowly and letting his eyes travel over the line formed by Issei's body as he bent to slip off his socks.

"Very nice," he purred. "Now stretch towards the ceiling. I want to see if that shirt rides up~"

Almost lazily, Issei stretched upwards, revealing a small expanse of stomach underneath his jacket and shirt. "Like this?"

Hnnng, okay that was sexy. Tyki's smile widened, showing teeth. "Just like that~" he purred, a lilt in his tone. "Now...go on, Issei. Don't rush."

He was so going to have to jerk off after this.

Slowly, Issei undid each button on his jacket, slipping it off his shoulders and letting it flutter to the floor. The shirt he was wearing under it was thin and white, and hugged the contours of his body.

Something about Tyki's stare made heat pool into his chest.

The gold eyes were even more catlike than normal in the intensity of their stare. He licked his lips and took another drag from his cigarette, not bothering to hide the lust he felt watching Issei slip the jacket off. If Issei weren't going to accept that he was hot, well, Tyki was just going to keep trying to convince him.

With his eyes alone, if that was what it took.

Issei lifted his shirt over his head to reveal a slender chest. He wasn't powerfully-built, but he wasn't chubby either.

Possibly more important, also visible was the beginnings of a hard-on, straining against the fabric of his pants. Issei blushed deeply and looked away from Tyki's maddening gaze, willing himself not to be such a teenager.

Tyki's lips pulled into a satisfied smirk as he spotted the hard on beginning. He himself was starting to tent his own pants, and he shifted a little to ease the discomfort.

"So beautiful," he purred, his voice liquid sin. "Are you enjoying this, Issei? Displaying your body for my enjoyment?"

Issei squeaked. "O-only a little," he answered, shivering at Tyki's voice and still refusing to look at him. "I-it's just because I'm a teenager, and you're... you're attractive when you're looking at me like that. M-more than you are all the time, I mean."

Tyki chuckled softly. "I don't think it's just because of that. I think there's no shame in being proud of the assets you have, whatever they have."

It was an effort not to get up and take Issei into his arms, but he'd promised to keep things platonic. Not to mention that he had only asked for a strip show, not a...lap dance. He'd be good. Somehow.

"And you're attractive when I'm looking at you like this, believe me," he purred.

[RL with Tyki]

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...I kind of want Issei to get a hardon during this for max OHGODWHY for him.

Tyki's getting a stiffie already >.>

It's really a shame that Issei isn't single. Boner it is!

A real shame, though this is fun, too xDDDD

It is!

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..."grow harder at the physical contact" is what that was supposed to say. :'D

I figured, lol XD;

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