Time For Some Good Old Fashioned Flirting With A Daughter Of Terror

Smirking, Tyki said "What a cute little blush you have. What ever could have caused it?" Tyki said as he entered a thinking position, his more mischeivous side creeping out.

Jace rolled her eyes. "Don't make me cause your worst nightmare to come to life." she joked, biting her lips a little.

"Been there, done that, got a t-shirt to prove it." Tyki said nonchalantly as he smirked upon hearing the teasing tone coming from Jace.

Jace laughed. "So you met my father?" she joked again. She was having fun for once. And she liked it.

"Not even close. I met my father, the almighty primevil god of Darkness and shadows, the guy that makes your dad seem like a baby who lost his lollipop." Tyki said with a grin. He wasn't saying this to insult her, which was easily seen by the grin on his face, but to emphasize the fact that his dad was scary.

Jace laughed. "Alright, i'll believe you." she said, putting her hands up in surrender.

Grinning, TYki added as an afterthought "I really do hav a t-shirt to prove it though." before reaching into his tuxedo-like jacket and pulling out a dry blood-stained t-shirt full of gashes with a hole the size of a bowling ball in the stomach area.

"Whoa.." she said, looking at it closely.

Grinning, Tyki joyfully said "It was one of the most painful experiences in my entire life!" With a wide grin.

Jace laughed at his expression. "Wow!" she said.

Nodding with a wide grin, Tyki said "I know right? if you'd like, I can show you the scars." Tyki suggested.

"You've even got scars?" she asked.

Grinning widely, Tyki nodded before untying and unbuttoning his top, opening it to show a multitude of scars scattered across his lean and muscular chest, the most prominent one being a large circular one that had a matching copy on his back, showing that something- no someone punched straight through.

"Wow..." Jace said, completely unfazed. "These are amazing!" She reached out and touched one of them before tracing her finger along it slowly and with a feathery touch.

Shivering as a large red blush spread across his gray skin, Tyki said "Umm... Jace... Can you please not do that unless you want me to jump you? They are extremely.... errr...... sensitive. And not in the painful way." Tyki said, the bush spreading.

An evil smirk spread across Jace's face and she pressed her hands flat against the scars, challenging him.

Shivering in extreme pleasure, Tyki quietly muttered "You have 3 seconds to get your hands away before something quite bad will happen. 1.......2......."

Jace took her hands off him and smirked. "So I found your weak spot." she said, her voice smooth like silk. She stepped a little closer to him. "Whatcha going to do about it?" she asked, before she winked and bit her lip.

Sighing, Tyki roughly grabbed Jace by the back of the head with his free hand, roughly slamming his lips against her own in a rough, firey kiss.

Jace accepted the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. She deepened the kiss and her heart started pounding.

Smirking slightly at Jace's reaction, Tyki willed the eye to float around a bit, wrapping tha hand that was holsding it Around Jace's waist.

Jace pressed herself against him, shivering a little at his touch. One of her hands slipped down to his chest and Jace smiled into the kiss.

Smiling into the kiss, Tyki slipped his tongue into Jace's mouth, moving his righ hand down to her waist.

Jace pulled back a little so their lips were inches apart. Her eyes flickered open and she watched his face for any expression as she barely even touch one of his scars.

Shivering, Tyki muttered in an unstable tone "Please."