Even Tyki was a little bemused as he opened a door from the Ark to Issei's world and picked up the boy, then brought him along the dark paths to a new doorway, which he opened to his own beach house
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Issei followed willingly, a little red at the touch but mostly calm. "It's as beautiful as I remembered... I don't know how you manage to keep yourself from coming here every day."
Even though thinking of what had happened the last time he was here was embarrassing, and other things he didn't like putting names to, the place was really lovely.
"I think I'll be pretty much living here for the next while, so I guess neither of us need to know that," Tyki said with a soft laugh. "My other house is gone, I suppose, since Zechs is gone. And I like spending as little time as possible in my own world."
He sank down to sit, dragging Issei down against his chest. The shirt he's wearing is more of an open jacket, the arm around Issei's shoulders bare, while the other has a sleeve, and Tyki is careful not to let Issei touch the puckered scar that crosses his chest.
He ruffled Issei's hair with his other hand. "It's good to be back."
Issei grumbled something indistinguishable at the hair ruffling, but at least the physical contact was pleasant. For the moment, he could forget what he came here prepared to do. "Mm. I believe I said in many ways that I missed you a great deal, but I'm glad that you're enjoying yourself as well."
"You did," Tyki purred, as Alice set down two tall, frosty green drinks on the table in front of them, then withdrew from the room. "I'm flattered that you missed me so much, Issei." His fingers drifted experimentally down the back of Issei's neck.
He remembered trying to seduce the monk before, and him all but panicking, but it seemed they both understood what Issei was here for, and the boy was willing, this time. Tyki was more than happy to defile a religious man, if the opportunity presented itself. And Issei wasn't exactly a crusty old priest, either.
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Even though thinking of what had happened the last time he was here was embarrassing, and other things he didn't like putting names to, the place was really lovely.
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He sank down to sit, dragging Issei down against his chest. The shirt he's wearing is more of an open jacket, the arm around Issei's shoulders bare, while the other has a sleeve, and Tyki is careful not to let Issei touch the puckered scar that crosses his chest.
He ruffled Issei's hair with his other hand. "It's good to be back."
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He remembered trying to seduce the monk before, and him all but panicking, but it seemed they both understood what Issei was here for, and the boy was willing, this time. Tyki was more than happy to defile a religious man, if the opportunity presented itself. And Issei wasn't exactly a crusty old priest, either.
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