Pride

Akuma were such beautiful creatures.

Creative as well.

The Earl was a marvelous man for creating them, especially this one.

Indeed it was a bit miss-shaped; it’s head far larger than its scrawny torso and round plump round stomach. The strange pink rabbit eye patch covering it’s left eye was a sure tag of Rhode, her own little touch in the creature (No doubt the Earl would let her do such a thing; she was his favorite). The eye patch was in sure contrast to the Akuma’s almost graying blue skin; not smooth like the others, much more winkling, with its pink color. Dark Green stringy hair floated with ease in the air above it, a hair style surely created with the muse of medusa.

But what feature that seemed to impress him the most was the long violet tentacles that seemed to come from absolutely nowhere in specific branching out on the creature.

Yes, Tyki absolutely adored those tentacles.

Indeed they were useless for anything other than restraining in a battle or at least that’s what some people would think, but their true talent…had to be Tyki’s biggest kink.

Especially with the exorcists, especially with one exorcist in particular.

Long inky hair, forced from its binding by the harsh blows of multiple Akuma attacks, spread over his shoulders, the only contrast to the almost maddening darkness was the thick tar-like blood of the slain Akuma that not only covered in a sheen on his hair but his face and torn uniform as well.

“Yuu Kanda, was it?” he didn’t need the exorcist to respond, he had his proof, the golden button plucked harshly from the exorcist’s jacket not long after he had been restrained by the Akuma.

“Tch” was the only response given, half out of his cocky pride refusing him to answer to a Noah and the other half of slight pain as the tentacles lacing around his arms and legs tightened.

“No need to be hostel, I’m only here for a little…fun” a dark smirk slinked onto Tyki’ lips, the moment the word ‘fun’ slipped into the air those tentacles began to slide further up Kanda‘s body, two completely ripping open his tattered exorcist uniform jacket and straight through the white shirt underneath, giving a clear view of pale muscles bided behind white bandages with blotches of crimson blood.

Kanda was shocked speechless, seeming as if he wanted to growl out some witty comment or ask the Noah’s intentions. Any chance to speak was cut off though as a tentacle slid into his mouth and wiggled to its will against his tongue.

Kanda’s dark eyes widened, feeling as the tentacles had torn open his shirt began to circle his nipples with an almost sleek wetness, the shock and an almost, dare he say, pleasure causing those small buds to perk up under the Akuma’s touch.

Tyki smirked as he noticed this.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Damnit, Kanda would not, absolutely NOT allow himself to react. He would not blush, he would not moan, he would not react…

The sound of fabric ripping tore through the air again, that damn Akuma had just torn Kanda’s pants to shreds, the leather scraps falling with almost no grace to the rubble ground of their battlefield. The tentacles dove straight into Kanda’s boxers, the dark silk just barely clinging to his aching and slim hips, pushing the cloth down more then tearing it away and to the ground.

Kanda was now fully exposed to this Noah, this Akuma, the skies and the earth and everything around. And he could not say a word about it because of that damned tentacle practically shoving itself down his throat.

“You are excited” Kanda wanted to look away in shame of himself as Tyki spoke those words, the truth.

He was disgusted with himself…

The tentacle wrapped around Kanda’s erect member, causing Kanda to cringe in disgust but hating even more how his body seemed to heat up in pleasure as the tentacle massaged the heated skin. It was so firm, so hard…so good…

As the tentacle continued its spiral strokes over his member, another came up, the tip rubbing against Kanda’s own with the same wetness he had felt against his nipples earlier.

It shocked Kanda as he heard a moan…his moan, deep from his full throat. Tyki only seemed more amused, even turned on as he stared at Kanda with a twinkle of lust in the golden orbs of his eyes.

This was all too much, Kanda managed to pull his head away to the side, snapping his eyes shut and looking to the side, the tentacle slipping from the confines of his mouth and slowly trailing down, lower and lower until it stopped at Kanda’s puckered entrance.

Kanda’s eyes widened as he felt the spit sleek tentacle slip into him with relentless force, not stopping or taking a slow pace as it shoved further and further within Kanda. The swordsman’s head snapped back forward and his eyes widened as he noticed Tyki was rubbing himself through his pants with no shame.

“Bring him a little closer” the Noah demanded and the Akuma obeyed as he floated closer to Tyki, Kanda feeling the thrill of fear and an undeniable pleasure running down his spine as he watched Tyki undo the fastens of his pants.

Kanda began to weakly struggle against the Akuma’s grip on him, though his thighs and legs shook with a pleasure from the tentacle’s work on not only his member but the way it plunged in and out of his entrance, wet and sleek and hitting some spot within him every time…

Kanda bit hard on his lip as Tyki reached out to him, the tentacle working the tip of his member moving to make way for Tyki’s palm that rubbed over the heated tip.

Every time a single sound slipped from his lips, Kanda felt his pride be sliced one inch smaller, by the end, how much could possibly be left? Especially as the damned tentacle finally slid out of him as he was brought closer to the ground.

Kanda’s legs bent as the reached the ground, still being held by each limb but now sitting on his knees. Kanda feared what might possibly happen now.

“Suck” Kanda looked up only to be met face to face with Tyki’s springing erection, the dark organ persistently pressing against his just as persistently closed lips, the precum on the tip smearing against the firm line of Kanda’s lips.

It was when the tentacle entered him again with more force than the first time that Kanda gasped out in pain and gave Tyki the opportunity to fill his mouth with his erection, thrusting into the warm cavern of Kanda’s mouth and fisting his dark hair harshly.

Kanda groaned with the mix of pain and sweet pleasure. He wasn’t sure what to feel at the moment, he wasn’t sure if he was quite convinced about ‘hating’ it anymore or if his pride could handle much more.

“You like it exorcist” Tyki answered for his mind, pulling Kanda’s head away from his member with a sharp tug at his hair. “You like sucking me, don’t you?” Kanda paused; hate filling his eyes before he closed them, reopening them a moment later as his lips quirked into a smirk.

“I do” Kanda wasn’t the only one shocked by his response, Tyki even taking a moment to shake off the slight shock before matching Kanda’s smirk and giving another tug at his hair.

“Then suck” Kanda took the large organ back into his mouth, sucking the tip then taking more and more into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down at the same pace as the tentacle shoving in and out of his entrance.

Tyki groaned openly and shoved Kanda’s head faster and harder, forcing Kanda to take in more and more of his cock even if Kanda couldn’t handle it.

It was all a blur as Kanda’s head was pulled back, suddenly off his knees and in mid air being held up by the tentacles, two still working his member but the one inside him hastily removed and replaced by something much thicker and much different than what Kanda had been enduring.

Tyki thrusted into Kanda and ripped a loud shout from the pale exorcist. Despite how stretched he had been, Tyki had taken him by such surprise he still wasn’t sure what was going on, just that Tyki was rapidly thrusting into him and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold up with both Tyki’s thrusts and the tentacles working his member.

Kanda moaned as it was indeed a short period of time before Tyki hit the same spot he had felt earlier, earning a string of moans from Kanda as his face flushed and his hair clung to his skin from sweat.

With one last strangled cry, Kanda came with a sticky mess as strings of his orgasm splattered against his stomach, Tyki grunted as he continued his thrusts for only a few more then came as well inside Kanda.

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“It’s been fun” Kanda faintly recalls he’s on the ground, the torn remains of his jacket covering very little of him and the mess in him and over his stomach all too real.

He faintly looks over to watch both Tyki and the Akuma leave in victory, the victory that should have been his, HIS! But it wasn’t the lost battle that bothered him so much, it was his actions, his words, how low he had sunk…

“Real fun…” Kanda felt the self-loathing sink in as hot, angry tears stung the edges of his dark and hazy eyes. He was too prideful to cry though, just too…prideful…