Cross Marian

To meet a Ginger at the crossroads.

Money or your life, he demands

if you want to pass, left or right

sistercomplex:

If he were holding his coat, he would have dropped it in surprise when the audio started playing, but instead he jerked away, careening into the wall of the hallway shoulder first. The bump didn’t helped him escape the sound though since it was attached to his hip and he fumbled for Timcanpy, struggling to get the Golem to stop. When the blasted thing refused to heed his orders, he had no choice but to grab it and turn around to launch himself at the Exorcist General who was coming up behind him.- Turn it off! Make it stop right now! -The golden ball squished as Komui, in his mania slammed it into Cross’s chest and shoved him back into the room where they had just exited from. The door closed with a loud bang, but luckily, no farther sound passed through it (Komui’s office had been sound proofed for covert mission purposes). 

-He could almost feel his shoulder ache at the sight.  Almost.  What he didn’t expect was right before he caught up to the man, said man crashed into him.  With little time to react, his arms flew to catch him before he fell into the floor, but maybe that was a bad idea because now he was being yelled at while being hit with Timcanpy and then shoved into the lab again.  What… exactly had just happened?-  Whoa, calm down.  -Taking Timcanpy, he lifted the golem to whisper at him and the sound stopped.  Before Komui could even think about grabbing him, Cross threw him up into the air, Tim instantly flapping his wings to keep himself afloat and making an expression akin to anger at the Supervisor.-  There, better now?  Tim didn’t appreciate the abuse, by the way.  -Cross didn’t move from his spot in front of Komui, which was still alarmingly close.  Whether or not one of them noticed was another thing.  Well, unfortunately for Komui, Cross did notice and leaned forward to trap Komui between himself and the door, placing a hand on said door.-  Now, what to do with you…

pleasure-to-tease:

Protagonistic… me? -His laugh was accompanied by a sharp flick to Marian’s right nipple; a thumb followed smoothly, soothing over the perked nub, before moving on in his exploration. The Noah’s other hand busied with untying the red bow and undoing the buttons on his own shirt, releasing his movement further but leaving their state of dress haphazard at best. - Do I seem like the hero type to you? Don’t think I am kind without reason, Cross Marian. Please and be pleased as I’ve told you many times. -And he’s doing plenty well at that, lavishing the Exorcist’s neck with kisses and nips, adorning the jugular area right about the collar with hickeys; he pulls back occasionally to survey his work. The marks giving him a kind of gratification that goes beyond physical and a satiated smile spreads across his face like a cat that just caught a canary. But the ginger was no small bird and Tyki is reminded of that by the insistent hard-on pressing against the curve of his ass.-

Is right now a good time to discuss family matters? -He shifted to rub it distractedly- If you insist, let’s make this clear. My family either does not know or care what I do with you and likewise, I don’t interfere in whatever they do with you. If you die, then you’re not as strong as I believed. If they die, the last thing I will do is cry at you for comfort. It’s more likely, I’d come after you without holding back. I know you’re fond of me beyond just a mere toy. I know you like me. Are you sure you can rid me so easily now? -He ended his questioning by leaving another hickey with a particularly vigorous suction, this time right over Marian’s chest; his heart to be more precise.-

-The flick resulted in a sharp intake of air, holding it a moment before exhaling slowly.  When he opened his eye again, having closed them the moment before, it fixated on the other stripping himself of the overly feminine attire.  He thought to himself how long Mikk could stand the clothing before getting rid of it completely, but he shoved that to the back of his mind, seeing as the Noah was asking him a question.-  There have been stranger occurrences in the world, which is probably why it doesn’t stick too well.  -Feeling the mouth moving over his throat as he spoke was a pleasing experience in its own, welcoming each new mark without much more than a sound of content.  The grin the Noah wore showed just how much he appreciated those marks and he would give that to him, but if he wanted sound effects to match, he was going to have to work harder than he was.  Cross saw himself as the quiet type, but he had his moments.-

-He was suddenly reminded of how hard he was when one of those deft hands began to massage his erection through the leather of his pants and he had to bite back any vocalization that would give him away.  Besides, Tyki was talking and he was trying to listen.-  We both know we can’t stay at this stalemate forever, Mikk.  No matter how fond we are of one another, but I’m intent to enjoy what we have while it lasts. -He wasn’t so sure of what it was they had, but it wasn’t looking like what he had originally thought it was.  Maybe he was investing too much in this… relationship.  And he had thought he had learned after the last time.-  I- … nnn.  -He couldn’t hold back that time, having already been in the middle of talking.  Tyki had caught him off guard, which made him frown a bit.  That and he was still mulling over what had been said.- …I will do what I have to when the time comes.  Now quit talking and use your mouth for something more pleasing.  -He wasn’t going to say he was losing interest, but the current conversation was a mood killer.-

asktykimikk:

How do I exorcist?

Better than I do. :C

pleasure-to-tease:

generallymissing:

please-to-tease:

generallymissing:

Such a lovely skirt, Mikk.  The bow adds to it, too.  Tell me:  

What’s the special occasion?  Last I checked, we’re still a few months from my birthday.

Do I need to wait for special occasions to do whatever I want? I rather like small daily pleasures over extravagance. Considering how sporadically we meet, I’ll take my chances when I get them.  

You have a point; I can’t seem to disagree with that, as I’m guilty of the same thing.  -Twisting his hips, he did nothing to release the pressure against the leather cage that was his pants.  Instead, he actually made it worse.  Just his luck.  Fortunately for him, his face revealed nothing of his discomfort aside from a slight twitch of his lips.-  I’m mostly to blame for that, but you can’t blame me.  Your brothers are as hard to get rid of as a bad hangover.

-The jerky movement was helpful to Tyki in tugging the pristine silk shirt from under Marian’s weight and out of said pants. He spared it a cursory glance to make sure nothing ripped, remembering well enough from previous experiences how much personal attire damage was a complete turn off for the fastidious redhead. Then, abandoning the the other to his discomfort, the Noah let both his hands stray upward, re-familiarizing himself with the exorcist’s taut muscles through firm caresses and mapping out the scars that disrupts otherwise smooth abdominal skin-

If you need help dodging my family, I would be happy to come to your rescue, princess. All you have to do is ask. -He offered a half teasing smile, giving the older man a metaphoric tap against his ego as he leaned forward to distract him with a light kiss-     

-If he didn’t care so much about his clothing, he would not have lifted himself from the mattress just enough to aid the raven-haired man in the removal of his shirt.  However, that wasn’t the case and he even looked over what little he could see of the fabric.  Satisfied with the result, he allowed himself to settle back down, eyes fixating once again on Tyki.  He had to admit that he was rather impressed with the care the Noah was taking, voicing his opinion on the matter so.  In the midst of doing so, a smug expression found its way onto his features, but he soon grew uncharacteristically quiet when those skilled hands began to touch.  To feel.  He did not want to even think about how he… those hands…  He just couldn’t.  It was irrational to think that Tyki could read his every thought, but he wasn’t about to admit that little tidbit to even himself, let alone the Noah whom was currently tracing a scar on his chest.-

Who said I needed rescuing?  Eager to be the knight in shining armor?  How very… protagonistic of you.  -Said “tap” to the ego was nothing.  It would certainly take a lot more to knock him down from his high throne in the kingdom of narcissistic bliss.-  They give me something to do.  Besides, I don’t want to listen to you bitch about me blowing their heads off.  They might be family to you, but they’re mere toys to me.  …or pests.  Depends on my mood.  Though, if they matter to you so much, then you might want to tell them to watch themselves.  We all know what a mere sneeze could cause out of me.  -There was something to the glint in his eye as he spoke the warning.  Even he grew bored of toys and he had a feeling that Tyki knew that, too.-

sistercomplex:

generallymissing:

sistercomplex:

generallymissing:

What’s wrong, Supervisor?  -He begins to saunter over to Komui, ensnaring him in his gaze.-  Afraid that the wrong hands will get a hold of it?  Please.  That’s just for me and my eyes only.  Besides, not even the best of the science division could figure out how to crack Tim’s database.  Not even you.  Now, give him back.  -Holds his hand out, gesturing for the return of the golem.-

-what ensnaring, he has enough sense to grab his hat and scoot away around his desk- I’m not afraid! I didn’t do anything of what you’re implying, -glances to the side- but this is incriminating evidence against me sleeping on the job. I will confiscate this until I get that information. 

-As soon as Komui darts to the other side of the desk, Cross has made it to the opposing side.  He was going to have to play dirty, wasn’t he?-  Sure you didn’t.  Just like Tim isn’t trying to eat through your hat right now.  -He was looking for an opportunity to jump the Asian man, but he might just have to have Timcanpy escape on his own.-  You can’t confiscate Tim.  That will just give me a reason to have him play it when you’re least expecting it.  What makes you think that I want people knowing about our little escapades anyhow, Komui?

That’s not what I meant! -splutters, face blossoming red, yet all the while maneuvering to the side of the desk closer to the door; he made a split second decision and ran for it. Timcanpy is securely wrapped up and stuffed into the pocket of his lab coat- You wouldn’t because you’d get me into trouble!    

Like hell if I care about whether or not you get in trouble.  -He took off after the Asian man after he bounded, knowing full well himself he wouldn’t allow such a scandal to be released due to the repercussions that would affect Komui, but he wasn’t about to admit such a thing in front of him.  Nor was he about to let Komui abduct and experiment on Timcanpy.  Cross had to stop him before he got too far, even if he had to be brash about it.-  Tim!  Replay audio!  -It started off soft with the sound of muffled movement, as the fabric from Komui’s hat and coat were causing a slight interference as well as the clatter of boots and slippers hitting the floor in rapid succession.  However, two distinct voices could be heard over the clamor as they conversed before a weak scuffle ensued.  Then the protests started.  If Komui knew what was good for him, he would retreat back to the lab.-  Give it up, Supervisor!  Only I can tell Tim to stop!  -Hopefully, he was convincing enough.  If not, then the scene that would play out next surely would be.-

luscivye asked: Oh? Maria tell you? Hahahahahahahaaa ~ Sadly , General Dear, you cannot harm me ~ I am not everywhere yet I am everywhere. have fun finding me ~ <3 Don't worry, I 'll take your anger to my poor doll, I think he is broken to his last resistance now, One more snap and he will be a goner ~ Anyway, You must call me "Senior" ~ <3

If I shoot you, my bullets won’t stop until they hit you. What do you think will happen if you’re everywhere? 

luscivye asked: Dislike ? Me? Ahahahahahahahahaaa ~ if you like me, That will be a huge surprised on this valentine night ~ <3 , I am LusciVye, You may call me Lucifer , if that name bring something to you ~ <3 , anyway, time to break my doll, bai baii, Handsome one ~ let's have wine together when you are free, I'll treat ~ <3

Brings something? Nope. Nothing comes to mind. You might want to hold rain check on that drink also. I don’t enjoy wine with men. Not usually. 

I don’t think I allowed you to leave yet. -binds the sorcerer with a spell- Maria tells me you’ve been after me.  

luscivye asked: Farewell then, after all, Noah is just a sacrificial lamb, I just make them suffer more a bit ~ <3 Oh, Do this General grow a pity for my doll?

No. Just a rather strong dislike towards you. The hell if I care.  

luscivye asked: I offer you "The pleasure" and you refuse it? My, your are not as brave as your big reputation , I see. Fine, I'll someone else to break him, You are not the only one want to play with my Doll, I'm sure lots of them want too ~

Yes. I refuse. If I wanted a good fuck, I’d just visit my favorite places. I don’t need a man for that. Nor do I want a Noah thrown at me, like a slab of meat. Disgusting. 

Any interest I had before has now been squashed by your interference. I hate meddling fools who think they can sit back and dangle others on strings. 

luscivye asked: That is why I asked you to play with him, break him more and make him suffer, so I can create a stronger one ~ <3 , after all, he taste good in bed too, You too slept with his host right? Cross Marian ~ /chuckles evilly/ You have quite good reputation in my records ~ <3

I doubt he’d be suffering. If you really knew my reputation, you’d understand just exactly how good I am. What makes you think I’d help a Noah get stronger anyways? Seems counter productive to my cause.  

julianwalker replied to your post: ((ooc: would it be bad of me if I said I like your cross better than mastercross? >.

((Ah I am quite sorry if i offended you; I meant no harm really))

It’s not me you should be apologizing to.

luscivye asked: GET BACK YOU IDIOT!!! YOU BROKE MY DOLL, I WANT PAYMENT FOR THIS!!!! -Break your maria's spell and shoot you fireball-

That’s really impossible because he was never here in the first place. He was in the middle of messing with Mikk if you recall correctly. While he is a magician, he can’t exactly be in two places at the same time. The Cross Marian you saw was just an illusion created by Maria. 

luscivye asked: fill your room with lots of rats, cockroach, centipede, bugs , aliens , etc etc and steal all your wine stock. >:D

He’s a man who is always traveling so he doesn’t have a “room” of his own, except maybe the bottle littered mess that he left behind in the Black Order. Nor can he stash wine on him while moving; it’s just dead weight. He just buys liquor from bars. So all of those ridiculous actions are nulled.

tyki-and-joyd replied to your post: tyki-and-joyd replied to your post: Maybe I should…

Don’t use your innocence, we fight with bare hand like a man!!

You’re not a man. You’re a Noah. If you’re interested in a brawl like that, go find Socalo. I doubt you’ll come out in one piece.