bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

    • The only thing that was left was for the two of them to stumble home, to call it a day and then to never think about this little booze-filled adventure again. To be fair, Yujin didn’t mind, he had had fun and from the looks of it, Richard not only knew how to party himself but it also was half as bad as he made it out to be - at least at the start. Once everything kicked in, there had been silence and static, plus, Quan finally shut up and everyone was seemingly resting their eyes - nothing that Yujin disliked, per se, but it somehow felt as if they all were missing out on the good stuff all of a sudden, despite the fact that there was literally nothing happening. “Do you even need someone to save you from me? I’m sure you could shove me away yourself if you don’t want something”, the wolf complained. Sure, Richard could ask someone else, but that also meant he’d have to talk someone to begin with, which, judging by how much he liked talking to others, was nothing that the blonde would be keen on to begin with. “Are you disappointed?”, he suddenly asked - Richard didn’t seem to excited about what he’d gotten to hear and to be fair, Yujin himself wouldn’t be stoked either.

      “Do you want to hear something like, I’ll make your night even better if you trust me?”, the wolf asked, wondering if he’d get a better reaction out of Richard if he interlaced their fingers instead of dragging him around by the wrist - and so he did. “If you want tea, I can get you some, but I’m staying far away from the pot.” Reassurance was always best and yet it hurt, but for some reason, the pain wasn’t too bad - it felt as if his chest was, however, uncomfortably tense all of a sudden and there was something, anything, happening with the heart that was buried deep in there, which felt like it was beating faster than it should. “And probably drank like a bottomless pit, got you”, Yujin snickered, but he wasn’t any better - he was the one that kept drinking and smoking, he was the one that had forced Richard to chime in to begin with and now they stood out here, in the cold and were doing what, exactly? “True, we should get going, but there’s something I want to do first”, Yujin admitted, looked up at the stars once more as if he were looking for godly guidance or something and before he could even muster a stupid thought, he leaned over to Richard and stole one simple kiss - and then, he wanted to go on. “That. If you wanted that”, he elaborated, smiling at the blonde and then, well, now they could go home, right? “Let’s go.”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "Shoving you away or telling you off never worked before either. That's also the reason why I'm drunk now and out here with you.", Richard replied and while Yujin was still hugging him, he just stood there, doing nothing in particular. He neither shoved him away nor did he put his arms around the wolf, but he also didn't think about it, there was nothing left to think about. He felt those warm arms, the coat that was partly covering him too now and he wondered what his role would be if he'd actually sleep with any of those four wolves. Adrestia was simple, he was the guy and he had a girl, he brought her home, borrowed his coat when she was cold and he'd give her what she wanted. With a guy all of those boundaries got blurred, the roles intertwined and even though his fathers and grandfather had been gay, it was easier for them right? Especially with Rain and Nayantai, Rain barely could not freeze, of course Nayantai was the one borrowing his coat and carrying him around. And Rikiya had been way more feeble than Caelan ever was. "Disappointed? Kind of... I thought you'd tell me a secret, or something of the sorts that you made yourself available by now.", he blabbered. There was no real filter anymore, nothing that told him what he could and couldn't say and thus he spouted shit like an idiot.

      "Could you? And who said my night was good thus far?", Richard answered in his usual demeanor, but he couldn't keep a straight face. Whatever Yujin gave him in there it made him feel less anxious and depressed and more like his old self again. Yujin probably was confused by now and what if he didn't like the Richard who was buried underneath all that cold hearted asshole surface? "I mean I'm cold, but I'm more starving than thirsty...", Richard pointed out. He noticed that standing upright and looking at Yujin was kind of hard, the world just wouldn't hold still, would it? Well it always moved, right? Through space? Was he the one only noticing that movement now? Richard looked down for a second at his hand which got held differently now, his fingers being warmed up by Yujins and he actually let him and held his hand too. "But not as long as a whole day.", Richard explained, this day had been something entirely different. "What now?", Richard asked somewhat clueless, though was he? Despite being wasted he still had a brain and could read situations, the only difference being that he didn't care about shutting down the one he found himself into now. Still Richard first looked up at the sky too as if there was something Yujin saw and he wanted to see too, but soon enough they looked at each other again, just for a moment, before Richard felt Yujins warm lips on his own. His chest tightened, it felt like his heart suddenly didn't fit his ribcage anymore and he heard it beat in his head. Yujin felt warm and how long had it been since he had last kissed someone? Instead of letting Yujin drag him further along the path to his castle after this short intermezzo, Richard was the one pulling on his hand now to hold him back and have him stay right where he was. Richard didn't intend to move right now, he in fact didn't move an inch, instead he was the one leaning forward, to get a real kiss, not some short lived bullshit.

    • “But do you dislike it? Being drunk and being out here, I mean”, the wolf wanted to know. The cold breeze felt different from the thick and stuffy air in there, loaded with all the things that they’d accumulated over the hours they’d spent in there and Yujin, for one, didn’t mind the fresh air or the fact that he could have worn more layers, something that actually kept both him and Richard warm. Somehow, however, now he even was sharing his coat, despite the blonde having his own and insisting on not letting it disappear in the thick miasma that had spread in the booth, Yujin still felt as if he was going to get cold if he didn’t warm him - but why? Richard had insisted he wasn’t going to get cold, multiple times at that and normally, he’d give up at some point but for some reason, that felt like an oddly right thing to do - especially now that Richard had complained about being cold, or had he? Was Yujin making things up again? “I don’t have many secrets to share, but, uh - available? Like, in a romantic, I ditched my girlfriend way? Why? Do you want me for yourself?”, he asked, grinning at Richard. This had been music to his ears and it he gave it a drunken thought, didn’t sound too bad - Richard was cute, could pack a punch and like this, it was pretty nice to look at him and talk, too. Had his lips always looked that kissable? Damn ...

      “So you didn’t enjoy yourself? That means there’s more room for improvement on my part! More fun to be had!” That meant that he had to entertain both of them, but in their boggled, drunken state, even a duck that fell over was probably on the list of the funniest things they’d seen all week. Then again, did any ducks even live that far out here? Only one way to find out, but not tonight. “That’s what my coat and hands are for ... uh, keeping you warm at least. As for the hungry thing, I’m sure we can pester someone when we get to my place. We don’t have anything but chopsticks, but I’ll give you a hand”, he announced and with that, sealed the deal pretty much - if he felt like feeding Richard when he himself couldn’t even think, let alone walk or hold things in a straight way, one of them was going to get hurt, but frankly, Yujin could give less fucks about accidentally holding a chopstick wrong or skewering some meat on it because he got frustrated. “Now, going home and having fuuun. Also, feeding you something other than dried and glazed fruit, I mean, that isn’t very filling anyway”, the wolf admitted and while that was one of the ways to get fruit in Thria, fresh fruit was hard to come by, even if imported out of Adrestia or the south. Whatever did survive the way to Silesse most likely froze and to make it eatable, well, who even gave two fucks? Not he, not right now. Yujin wanted nothing more than to leave, to get a fucking move on, to go home and tuck them both into bed, but Richard seemingly had other plans and kept standing there like he was some sort of tree that suddenly had taken root in the frigid floes of Silesse, without any warning. “Huh?”, he asked, looking at Richard once he found out he, or they, were going nowhere. “Bold, are we?”, Yujin snickered, but eventually let Richard do as he pleased. His own heart felt like it skipped a beat, despite the kiss being sloppy at best - lots of saliva, a bit if teeth and a bit too much tongue, in his opinion, but they both were shitfaced, so that was fine. Despite that, however, Yujin wanted more than what he got and yet, he held back, holding his own heart accountable for all of this and some of the alcohol, too. “So? Is kissing any fun?” Why the fuck was he asking that, and why on earth did he think that hugging Richard was going to make any of this better?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I don't think so...", Richard answered, he wasn't sure. He hadn't wanted any of that, or did he actually want to take his mind off of things with some alcohol and whatever else Yujin had been offering? He just needed some convincing and he needed being forced to certain things, that was pretty much the gist of it. He had spent his time doing absolutely nothing worthwhile and yet his thought had left him alone, that had been nice. He still was feeling fine, not thinking about the stuff that happened to him, or his miserable new life. He actually felt good about himself for once too. "For myself? No...", Richard answered, at the moment he didn't really care about any of this, they were here now, it didn't matter what Richard would want tomorrow, or if Yujin was free to grab. It didn't even matter if they ever again spent a night together or not. Actually his girlfriend didn't matter much right now either, or did she now? Richard never had helped someone cheat on their boyfriends, but that wasn't his problem and generally none of his business right? Why was he thinking about cheating now though? His thoughts turned and were confusing, he couldn't make sense of them.

      "I didn't say that either.", Richard answered and thought about it for a second. "It did take my mind off of things." That was the conclusion and it was nice not to think about his dead family all the time, not to see their faces while they took their last breath and begged for someone - Richard - to help them. It felt good to only live in the here and now, to only focus on himself and the only other person who was around right now. "Fine... I skipped lunch and dinner, so I could eat a whole horse.", he informed Yujin, but he also didn't do so well on the cold part, it was freezing out here, in the end Richard was no full wolf and well... he almost wore nothing compared to the locals. "More fun?", Richard asked, Yujin seemed excited but the cold air also woke Richard up and made his head cool down just a little bit. Well it still wasn't cold enough to force Richard to leave right away, instead their lips met some more as well as their tongues and Richard wasn't sure what exactly he was doing there. He should have left, because he didn't want to have any strings attached to him, but in the end all of this had him feel even more lonely and now that his brain was basically out of order and he had someone he actually enjoyed kissing, he couldn't really let go if all those ideas the drugs and the alcohol planted in his head. Richard felt Yujins arms around him once more, though he had to admit that once more 50 layers of fabric where just annoying, in the way and made Yujin look and feel fatter than he actually was. "It takes my mind off of things too...", Richard admitted and was about to put his arms around Yujin as well, after he had a hand in his hair during the kiss. But instead his body had other plans and he kind of shoved Yujin away, not sure how much force he actually used. Eventually he sneezed and was glad that at least he didn't sneeze in Yujins face. His nose was starting to get runny, maybe he needed to get out of the cold afeter all. "Sor--", he wanted to apologize, but another sneeze followed.

    • “More reasons to drink with me more often - whatever or not we have company is up to you”, he added, as if Richard even cared if they were in the presence of his good for almost nothing friends or if they had a booth like that to themselves, only to talk about the world and the misery they found themselves in. Wasn’t it theoretically somewhat pathetic to think about? Richards mood had changed for what seemed to be the better, so Yujin wasn’t going to complain, he simply had no reason to, but sooner than later, he’d have one, whatever it was a favorable one - maybe ... no, he was taking that a bit too far. In the end, it was the alcohol that spoke out of both of them, he knew that nothing would change a person that fast, especially when the differences between their behavior was like night and day. “No? And here I thought I caught you”, the wolf said with a bright grin on his face. “I wouldn’t mind, I mean, you’re fun to be around and you’re goodlooking, too. And a smile suits you, I was right!” Was he, really, or was he just assuming things? Was none of this even worth mentioning? Gods, he was looking pretty pathetic, wasn’t he?

      “Which, in conclusion, means that you just aren’t sure if you enjoyed yourself or not?”, he wondered out loud, but an answer would form itself at some point and once it did, they both wouldn’t be any smarter than they were right about now, would it? In fact, Yujin assumed that they’d be grasping at straws eventually, especially if they had drank any more than they already did. “I can’t provide you with a whole horse, but plenty to eat regardless.” Currently, his utmost priority seemed to be making Richard continue to feel good, feel ... what exactly? Taken care of? Accounted for? Loved? Yujin wasn’t sure himself, but he’d not be stifled by some stupid ideas that took root in his own head and only were there because a few droplets and some smoke was responsible for all of this. “No more booze or smoking for us tonight, but I’ll show you something if you want - it’s stupid, but it’s also somewhat enjoyable, trust me!” That didn’t sound very reassuring of anything, actually, but the prince of Silesse had to have a plan and if that meant that he’d have to get on his knees because Richard wanted him to be his girlfriend, well, he’d do that, just because he thought it’d be fun. What wasn’t fun, however, was being pushed away - the wolf was grumbly about it for a second, but Richard sneezed soon thereafter. “No worries”, he chuckled, walked over to Richard and stripped out of his outermost layer of clothing, which was probably just a fancy way of not addressing his coat, and then put it around Richards shoulders before pulling him close again. “Kissing takes your mind off of things? We can do that some more once we’re home, I don’t want you to catch an actual cold, so lets get going”, the wolf implored the sheep and then actually didn’t take anything else but a yes for an answer. Sure, wobbling home in a drunken state wasn’t as enjoyable, but once they’d arrived, once they’d gotten themselves upstairs and Yujin had pestered one of the servants about food, that was it - he just sat Richard down on his bed. “You wanna change?”, he suddenly asked, already brushing through some blonde strands with his fingers.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "Maybe.", he answered, didn't give a definitive yes, but he did feel good for a change, didn't he? It was nice to have his inner demons sleep, to lock out the voices that told him that he didn't deserve to live or to have fun. It was nice to think about nothing, just lying there in a sea of pillows and thinking about stupid stuf like the fact that he couldn't tell if something was made out of glass or ice. "You don't want to be my boyfriend.", Richard said shaking his head. No he absolutely didn't want a powder keg like him as his loved one, someone who wasn't here to stay anyway. Richard didn't want a relationship himself, but only because they kissed didn't mean there was going to be more than that. Well maybe he shouldn't do that simply for the fact that Yujin ended up alone either way and that might have been a little bit unfair. His girlfriend mad and gone and Richard back in Adrestia and probably very much dead. Why would he risk anything with someone like the blonde? Well on the other hand it wasn't Richards call, was it now? And he lost interest in pushing everything and everyone that might help him from himself, to be alone and miserable once more.

      "I'll probably regret it tomorrow.", Richard simply concluded. Well he did feel better and probably had fun, even though he vanished into a corner pretty soon and just watched the four wolves do their thing, but tomorrow he'd probably ask himself why he'd done it. Not because he'd be hung over, more because he shouldn't allow himself to be like that, to have fun like that when he was the only one left. "As long as it's eatable.", Richard nodded and then raised an eyebrow. "What if I wanted to keep practicing with that pipe though?", he asked, he still looked like a fool, well he probably wouldn't try that again lest he only was laughed at. "Doesn't matter the only thing that did for me was making me tired... if it even worked on me." He wasn't quite sure what of his state was caused by the smoke and what of the alcohol in his system. "What is it?", he wanted to know once more, why did Yujin have so many surprises up his sleeve. "Will I be disappointed like when you said you needed to tell me something?" Well would he be?

      Richard grumbled a little when Yujin got out of his coat and wrapped it around Richards shoulders, but he took it and wore it, because he was cold. Yujin was right, they better kept moving lest Richard would lie in bed again for a week and he didn't want that. "What's kissing to you?", he asked while he followed Yujin again, one hand holding the coat closed in front of his chest so the wind wouldn't get to him. They arrived at the castle eventually though Richard wasn't sure if the really took the straightest path. They climbed some icy stairs, almost everywhere was some form of carpet so people wouldn't slip and when Richard turned around at the entrance he noticed that they'd dragged a lot of snow and ice with them, but he just followed Yujin. He stood by when Yujin searched for someone to bring them food and eventually ended up in Yujins room again. "No fireplace in an ice castle I assume...", he mumbled and eventually let himself down on Yujins bed. It wasn't too cold though, that was weird, but at the same time they only had some candles to light the room, not like at the hut were a fire was burning all the time. "I just thought that... a bathtub made out of ice would be really stupid. Imagine it...", he mumbled sitting on the bed, his legs dangling down and his arms supporting his weight, while he looked around. "It's weird you can look through those walls." He kind of felt exposed but instead of thinking too much about it, he looked at Yujin who sat down next to him. He took part of his clothes and pulled them to his nose to smell on them. "My clothes reek of smoke...", he pointed out which could have been understood as a yes as well.

    • “I don’t want to be your boyfriend? Why? Because the only way I get to talk to you like this is when you’re incredibly drunk?”, Yujin asked, inquired even. This sounded odd in more ways than once and maybe it was a mere tactic to get rid of him, but whatever the reason, he’d not even hear it. What mattered was Richard and if Richard didn’t feel all too comfortable, he’d have to adjust to that - and be a good boyfriend, right? Then again, however, he wasn’t Richards boyfriend and Richard wasn’t his - wasn’t that sad? “Would you even want me to be your boyfriend?”, the wolf wanted to know, gave the blonde a smile and wondered if it was alright to cheat on his girlfriend like that ... who was she again, anyway? Did she matter? No, she wasn’t physically present tonight and all he cared about, at least to some degree, was the blonde wolf-sheep, sitting on his bed and being out of it. “You won’t regret anything if you can’t remember it, can you?” Though, neither of them were in their right mind and this only made it worse - Yujin was clingy, wasn’t he? “Pipe? I’d rather not have you smoke some more. I don’t even have a pipe laying around here and I’m not taking you back to the den”, he reprimanded the blonde and yet smiled at him. Whoever was going to have to cook their meal would be seriously screwed, especially now that they - presumably - had already scuttled off to bed themselves. Wasn’t Yujin mean to his servants?

      “Don’t know - is a blowjob disappointing?”, the prince asked, looking at Richard all the same as if he hadn’t just said something that, definitely, qualified as cheating. If his girlfriend knew, she’d probably hit him up the head, then dump him and in two weeks, she’d talk to him again because ... no, fuck this, actually. “Kissing? Hm, it’s nice? But that’s not what you want to hear, right?” Richard probably wanted to know what it mean to him, which only led to Yujin grabbing the blondes hand and entangling their fingers once more, just to bring Richards own up to his face, his lips, and kiss the back of said hand. “Isn’t it supposed to be something romantic? But just because it’s romantic, it doesn’t have to be something that binds you to someone.” A wreck, Richard was nothing more and at this pace, Yujin, who was another wreck, was colliding with him - this was fine, this was going fine, the everbeating heart in his chest didn’t make it much better, but there was worse, like the fact that it skipped a beat every time he felt Richards breath hit him. “No and no ice bathtubs either”, he had to disappoint, sadly, but he let go of Richards hand, instead, he actually just watched him pull his clothing up and smell on them. Sure, they reeked of smoke - and Yujin was happy to provide. “You can’t all that well, but if you feel exposed, I’ll see if I can hang something up to get rid of spectators”, he reassured as he walked over to his dresser and looked for something comfortable, something the blonde wolf could wear without feeling like thrias culture was eating him. Then, once he found something for him, he went back over and let himself sink into bed next to him. “This should suffice, do you want me to lend you a hand? It seems you only have one that’s free to use right now, anyway”, he giggled as he grabbed one of Richards hands to symbolize the fact that it was occupied. “You said you never had anything with a man, why is that, actually? I mean, you don’t seem really all that opposed to me ...”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "Yes. That. And because I won't be here for very long.", Richard answered and looked at Yujin. He seemed to want something specific and while Richard wasn't opposed to kissing him again, at least today, that didn't mean they had to spend the rest of their lifes together. Actually why did he kiss him like that? Had that been his first mistake already? "I don't want a boyfriend, or girlfriend. Not anytime soon.", Richard answered, he wasn't here to stay, he wasn't here to find someone who picked him up. Yes it felt good to concentrate on himself alone for once, but in the long run his nightmares wouldn't stop and the fact that the murderers of his siblings were still alive wouldn't vanish either. He couldn't stay here, couldn't settle and couldn't start another life as if nothing had happened. "If you ask questions like that I need more to drink.", he informed Yujin who actually had managed to get him back into reality, where he didn't want to be, not at all. Maybe the fact that the fumes weren't around him all the time made him sober up already. "I'm not sure if I had enough to black out.", he answered but Yujin was right. Either way it wasn't his problem now. Now he sat here with Yujin, looking at him as he looked back at Richard in turn. The world was still somewhat feeling like it moved but it was easy enough to sit up straight like that.

      "That hardly counts as 'showing me something'. If anything I'd show you something.", Richard pointed out, again Yujins answer wasn't at all what Richard had expected and he softly shook his head. Bad idea, now all was spinning for a few moments. "You're too blunt.", he concluded, not answering Yujins question, because he had no answer, he didn't know what he was supposed to think about it, either way Yujin didn't have to announce everything he did. Richard looked at his hand once more as it again was held by Yujin who gave an answer Richard wasn't going for. "That's not what I meant. I kissed you because it takes my mind off of things, I kissed girls back at home because..." He stopped and thought about it, but he didn't find an answer and probably looked like an idiot right now. "Nevermind. That was a stupid question." He watched Yujin stand up. As it was now, mostly dark, he didn't clearly see the walls, so it didn't matter much but he remembered the last time he was here and it was kind of weirdly open, even if recognizing faces was impossible. "What? You'll hammer a nail in your fathers castle? Wouldn't he be mad?", he asked and tried to figure out what Yujin picked out for him. He didn't mind that much, he just wanted to get out of what he wore now and not be cold, that was all he asked for. Yujin came back with what he had picked and sat down again, making the mattress move a little. Richards hand got occupied by Yujins. "That leaves you with only one hand too.", Richard pointed out. Yujin was flirting with him, wasn't he? Hard and pretty obvious at that. "Your clothes reek too by the way.", he informed him and for now didn't exactly know where to start. He could start getting out of his coat and buttoning open his shirt, or he actually tried to pull on that thing that held Yujins clothes together. He wasn't sure how he expected this evening to end, but on the other hand, he barely could think two moves ahead. "Hard to find people in Adrestia who commit to their feelings like that. When our fathers were our age people in Adrestia were killed for being gay, opinions don't change over night, which is also why my father never had an Adrestian wedding with Nayantai...", Richard explained still looking at Yujins clothes until he finally softly pulled on the sash that held most of it together. He probably couldn't have gone very much slower.

    • "You can still take me back with you as some sort of souvenir, you know?", Yujin suggested, but if Richard did, he probably would be nothing more than a slave in the eyes of adrestians, in the eyes of people that loathed him and his entire race so much, they fought with them over land that they didn't even want in the first place. "I can wait, like all those girls waiting for having sex after marriage?", the wolf asked, acting all innocent and as if he didn't know what on earth he was blabbering about - but he very much was trying to sell himself to Richard in some way, even if that meant he'd have to sugarcoat the sharp edges and undefined details of himself, just to get a good starting point. "Uh, sure. What do you want? I'm sure I can sneak you a bottle or two of adrestian stuff, if it isn't frozen", he elaborated and he wondered why in fact his father did bother with importing adrestian goods to begin with when he, in turn, claimed that he wasn't going to be caught dead setting another food into Adrestia and that he, for more than one reason, liked it out here in the fridig cold more than anywhere else in this world. "Do you want to black out? You'll fall asleep anyway, you drank like you're a bottomless pit." They both did, but Yujin wasn't sure if the combination of drugs and other drugs was a good one to begin with.

      "Do you want to show me something, then?", he took Richard up on the not-an-offer offer, but that also meant that he was the one laughing like an idiot shortly thereafter. "Why sugarcoat anything when we're both drunk as all hell? Or do you still want to be wooed with class?" He'd already kissed Richards hand and had told him how pretty he was, so that ought to be enough for the night, but whatever, if not, he could still layer some feigned interest on and act like he was someone that was worth something, didn't he? Neither Richard or he belonged together, but they still tried, as if there was some sort of glue keeping them in once piece, making them come back to one another as if that was the only things they could do and if Yujin was honest, he didn't mind - he wasn't the devil and he wasn't here to do the devils work, either. "No, no. It's a good question. So you want to know why? I felt like it and ... because it's a good way to see if a person trusts you, you know? But then again, I think I kissed you because I needed it and I ... think I like it more than I should", he admitted in his drunken haze and wondered why on earth they hadn't been presented with warm food to keep their conversation company, but oh well, there was worse, there always was worse and the gist of it was, that like this, he had nothing to worry about, right? "Why not? It's not like you can't make things undone, especially with something like ice", Yujin told the blonde who, by now, was probably less and less impressed by him. His intentions weren't always clear, but right now, he'd set his sails on fucking this guy and maybe, just maybe, that decision was as stupid as could be. "If we both have only one hand that's fair and besides, I don't mind the smell - but you can go ahead and ... yeah, do that", he chuckled as he found Richard fumbling for something, trying to find the sash the kept all of this ridiculous fabric together and while only spare candles illuminated them and their intoxicated minds were working harder than ever, nothing seemed to work all that well. "And then there's thrians, who usually don't even care who you marry, unless it's for polictical reasons. Produce an heir and you're good to go", Yujin explained as he fumbled with Richards own clothing, slowly sliding his shirt aside once he'd unbuttoned it and with that, he actually leaned forward and whispered into Richards ear: "You're doing good", something that almost sounded weird in itself and all of that just because he hadn't expected the blonde to actually figure thrian clothing out. However, now that he had exposed Richards barren skin, he really couldn't help it and yet, he didn't dare reach for the fabric around Richard neck and instead, bit and sucked on a spot on the blondes collarbone for a while. "Is that going to stay on?", he asked, this time meaning the neckerchief.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I won't.", he made clear. He couldn't. In the end he didn't plan on coming back, or on surviving in the first place. He didn't believe in the fact that he'd be able to kill everyone responsible for his siblings death, but he wanted to take own as many as he could. If he'd manage to kill all of them, he wouldn't even know what to do next. He didn't want the throne, he didn't want to rule Adrestia, a place that brought only grief upon his family. It was his home, but he hated it and he didn't want to deal with a bunch of enemies that would always try to kill him and everyone close to him. He'd not lose anyone again and thus Yujin would stay here and Richard would try not to gt too close to him. "I'm serious. Also that's besides the point.", he voiced, Yujin didn't need to make it this complicated, a night together meant nothing, if Richard was the boyfriend of everyone he slept with, well he'd had a lot to do. "Adrestian stuff is not strong enough...", Richard grumbled who felt like he was sobering up because of all that stupid talk about his home and his plans. He just wanted to be knocked out again, eventually maybe even just pass out, he didn't mind a headache tomorrow. "Wouldn't be so bad...", he mumbled.

      "Err... no?", Richard answered and looked at Yujin somewhat bewildered. Yes he was cute, keeping him warm, holding his hand, kissing it softly, but then he opened his mouth and ruined everything. Well Richard was no girl that just swooned because Yujin winked at him, but he still expected some effort. "I think you're pretty sure you get what you want tonight, no matter what you do. But maybe I had been better of going home with one of your friends.", he answered. He wasn't just some idiot that fucked everyone, right? He wasn't even yet sure if he wanted to fuck Yujin, he just needed to shut up at some point though. "You think I trust you?", Richard asked daring, he probably did, why else did he keep up with Yujins bullshit. Sitting here was somewhat nice, the dim light was too, as well as Yujins warm hand in his own, which he softly caressed for just a moment, only to notice that it made his heart race even more and his head felt like it was full of cotton. "You needed it?", he asked interested and almost whispering, as if he didn't want to ruin that moment, but a loud noise could make the bubble they were in pop. "And you liked it?", he inquired further inching a bit closer, though measuring distances was hard in his current state. "You're right.", Richard mumbled and he watched Yujins cloths open up, but still it was hard to actually find a person in all that fabric. "I saw you undress many times over, I've figured it out...", he mumbled as somewhat of an explanation. While he had managed to open up Yujins clothes his own shirt was undone nd he felt a shiver run down his spine when he felt Yujins hand on his skin, all the while unintentionally squeezing the other one. Yujin came even closer and Richard felt his breath on his skin and his lips almost a little bit too close to his neck that would stay covered. "Yes. It's going to stay on...", he answered. He reached for Yujin himself and tried to find a way into Yujins clothing, until he found the warm figure underneath all that. He could feel his scar, but he did not pay any more attention to it, instead his hand found it's way up to Yujins shoulder where he pushed his clothes off of one of it on one side. Didn't they want to eat something? Wouldn't someone come by eventually?

    • "Then be serious about it, there is no need to be open to everything in your life", Yujin answered, still smiling at Richard. They both needed some more booze, they weren't stupid enough just yet but all in all, this felt like an evening well-spent, like something that Yujin was going to regret eventually or even after the fact that he, of all people, was trying to get into Richards pants, but if he was honest, there was nothing to fear about that, he had ... no need to fear anything, didn't he? "So you want some more thrian liquor, I'll get you some", the wolf reassured the blonde and that was about all there was to it, wasn't it? Eventually, after they'd changed, he'd get up and leave, check on the poor cook that probably was brewing something up and then, he'd just take one of the bottles that looked nicht enough to him, bring them over to Richard and poor him some liquor, or at least let him have a whisk from the bottle. Who even cared? "I think we both have some energy left to exert, hm?" Not that he was insinuating something, or at least not that he was purposefully saying something, but he somehow did, somehow tried to be someone he wasn't and that, among other things, would probably fuck him over eventually. Silence was the last thing either of them wanted, so they had to keep their mouths going, didn't they?

      There he was again, Richards pesky side that never left him be - the person that made him worry that he took all the wrong steps, that he was disappointing and that it didn't matter that none of them were actually being friendly towards each other, but the thing was, maybe, just maybe, he was right. "Confidence is always good - and I'm confident in the fact that you shouldn't go home with any of them", he mumbled, but that also meant that now, he'd already pulled up that confident and lovely face, he might as well try to figure something out, not only for himself but also the people around him and the world that he didn't actually want to see tomorrow. "You wouldn't have let me touch you, drag you along, if you didn't", Yujin answered with a smile. This was all there had to be for him to not realize that the blonde was getting closer, that he wasn't just imagining things and that he, of all people, was not only disappointingly average, Richard didn't even want to get into his pants because of his title. "I sure did, and it was worth the wait. But ... did you now? Then get me out of all those layers", the wolf urged the sheep and he wondered if it was mutual attraction, if there was a definite reason why they still held hands like that, as if they were actually making this a bet, or if it was because they were stupid enough. Whatever it was with Richard, those unforgiving eyes of his and those plush lips, Yujin couldn't stray away from any of that, not for too long. His free hand was moving, taking Richards own clothes off and then, they found those blonde strands of hair and an answer that he loathed. "Fine then", he almost grumbled, pulling Richards head towards the side, just to uncover a tad bit more skin - and he still was holding that other hand of his, still was letting his teeth and tongue latch onto porcelain skin, just to ruin it for a few days, to leave behind silly and nonsensical lovebites, but he didn't dare go close to Richards neck. Only when someone knocked on the door, he stopped in his tracks, let go off the blonde hair and yet, he didn't get up just now. "Leave it ... and bring some alcohol", Yujin spoke towards the door, then let his head come back up, forcing another sloppy kiss onto him and tossing that reeking shirt aside. Who the fuck cared about food or booze? Richard, probably. "What first?" Sex or food? What kind of stupid question was that?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Richard definitely needed something that got him back in the high he previously was in. Some more booze would surely help as long as he knew when to stop, as long as neither of them had to throw up, because then the evening probably was done for. He didn't want that, did he? His mind was empty and the parts that weren't were occupied with something else, something pleasant and for one reason or the other he also enjoyed being touched, he also enjoyed to touch. The wolfish eyes that probably fit Yujin better than Richard looked at what was right in front of him and he asked himself why they still held their hands. Richard eventually loosened his grip a little bit, but not to let go of Yujin, but to run his fingers across the palm of Yujins hand, to feel if there was some sort of scar tissue left. He couldn't remember which hand Yujin held above the fire, but Yujin had taken the on Richard burnt. After more than a week it didn't hurt anymore, since they stopped, or rather Richard made them stop when he broke Yujins nose. He almost forgot about what they did before that and it had been incredibly stupid, but something that occupied a space in Richards head an everything that wasn't linked to Adrestia was welcome right now.

      Yujin was right, Richard probably trusted him although he shouldn't. All of this was not part of his plan, yet his body and his mind urged him to take a break, only for tonight, since they got so far already no harm was done, not more than already had been done. "You're constant smile is annoying...", he mumbled but probably didn't mean it, his constant talking fell in the same category. "Why'd you need it though?", Richard still wanted to know, the like part was a rhetorical question but this wasn't, what had made Yujin think he needed a kiss from Richard. However, Richard was occupied with undressing Yujin, but all the layers didn't matter if he could just push them off his shoulders in one go, which he also did now on the other side, exposing Richards upper body, although he still needed to get out of the sleeves eventually. Though... this looked nice as well, didn't it? Richards answer probably hadn't been what Yujin wanted to know and his neck hurt for a moment when his head was pulled to the side, but it was fine. Yujin probably wanted to know what was underneath there, but he'd probably never know, he wasn't supposed to. He still was kind of close with his mouth, his tongue and teeth, but Richard didn't mind for now. Richard grabbed some of Yujins clothes to pull him up, but instead he stopped in his track when someone knocked at the door. Why did Richard like that authoritarian tone in Yujins voice and why was his breathing so loud that he feared that whoever just knocked would hear him. He heard steps leading away from the room, but before he even was comfortable again, Yujin forced a kiss onto him and got rid of Richards shirt. "Let's wait until the alcohol's there too, no need to get up twice, right?", he asked and while he still held onto Yujins sleeves which sloppily only covered Yujins forearms instead of everything else up to his shoulder, he pulled on the fabric to have Yujin come closer and kiss him once more. This position was getting weird however and thus Richard just pulled Yujin with him when he let himself fall back on the mattress.

    • Disasters, nothing more - and if he was honest, the two of them fit onto one another as if they were two pieces of the same puzzle, as if they were meant to be together like this, but still, they were taking it a bit too harsh, too far, weren't they? Actually, not only that, they sucked at figuring themselves out, at figuring one another out as it seemed and Yujin was left wondering if all of this world would shun them if they found out or if it was a fair game to just annoy the everloving fuck out of Richard with all he got? One stupid comment about his smile wasn't enough to drive him off, Yujin knew that and therefore, he wasn't backing off either way - not even the grin on his face went away, instead, he just kept it where it was, out of spite as it seemed. "I'm starving and your lips are annoyingly mesmerizing", the wolf spat out, as if Richard finally caught him on something, as if the blonde was figuring him out in tiny, but confident steps - and Yujin couldn't even say anything about that, he knew that the fact that his hair stood on end, that his entire body was already tingling and that his brain told him to zip his mouth and actually stop playing around was, because he either actually had a crush or because he was into the blonde and this situation.

      Yujin moved his mouth, left bite after bite and eventually, they just got so close to each other, that this entire position was getting weird and uncomfortable - Richard seemingly agreed when he finally let himself fall onto the bed, pulling Yujin into a kiss and having him land right on top of him. The wolf chuckled, stemmed his body up with one hand and finally let go of Richards own, simply losing their game - they both had burnt their hands some time ago, hadn't they? "You just don't want me to get away from you, admit it", Yujin said, switching his position up just a tiny bit to be able to press his knee against Richards crotch. They both were sill wearing their pants and the wolf actually, finally, took the opportunity to get rid of all those layers on his upper body, tossing them aside, only for them to fall all over the place once they seperated. Who cared? "You drive me insane", he suddenly admitted through gritted teeth, as if something had been seriously pissing him off - like the fabric around Richards neck that shouldn't fucking be there. Almost as if to punish Richard for something he wasn't even really responsible for, the wolf took the opportunity to bite into his shoulder, not as hard as he could or should have, but enough to make it hurt ever so slightly. "First you act like you don't want me anywhere near you and now you're like this - and if I ask you what you want, you'll say no." Then, there was silence for a while, before his hands found their way to Richards pants, but he only unbuttoned them. "Get rid of them", Yujin commanded, taking his hands off of the blonde. Richard was making his heart beat faster, which was bad, but he also drove him up the wall, which was even worse.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Yujin didn't stop smiling, which was not at all surprising and Richard didn't even care about it, even though his smile was plastered onto his face now only to annoy Richard, he knew as much. Pretty ballsy considering he dealt with Richard of all people, who got ticked off by the slightest of things, but not today, not when he was this drunk, though the alcohol wasn't responsible for most of this. He felt more confident than usual and he was able to forget most of what bothered him, he was pretty sure alcohol alone wouldn't have had this effect on him, maybe it had done quite the opposite. But had it really been any substance to begin with, or did he enjoy every time Yujin sat so close to him, that they touched somehow, be it their hips, or simply their knees. Would he have felt for every wolf of those four like that, or was there something special about Yujin? Well he knew him best. "Starving?", Richard asked somewhat confused. "Don't you have many opportunities to kiss someone?" Or was his girlfriend waiting until they married or some bullshit? What about all the other people here Yujin was able to fuck when he just wanted to and set his mind to it.

      Richard flinched a little when he felt Yujins mouth exploring around his collarbone and chest, but eventually Richard wanted him closer, wanted to kiss him and do something else but talk with his own mouth. They started somewhat gentle but that hadn't lasted too long did it now? One hand still held Yujin close, the other one was intertwined with the wolfs, but not for long anymore. Richard let go and Yujin got rid of his clothes, threw them away and revealed that big scar of his. Richard looked at it once more, actually it was the first time he openly looked at it and didn't try to be polite. But he had not much time to do so and another shiver shot through his body when he felt Yujins knee. There was no denying that it was already getting tight in Richards pants and for some reason he felt a little bit embarrassed about it. "Maybe I don't.", Richard answered actually reaching for Yujin again, now that he didn't hold his hand anymore. Hm, why not, it somehow had been nice? "I do?", Richard asked almost smiling about it. "Tell me how so I can keep doing it." What was it that Yujin thought right now? He got what he wanted anyway, he didn't need to be impatient about anything. Richard flinched once more, almost yapped when he got bit in his shoulder and his answer to this was simply that his hand buried itself in dark hair, pulling on it firmly, but not necessarily to actually get Yujin off of him. "Is that what's driving you insane? It's your fault for making me drunk and bringing me here.", Richard answered and looked down his own body to see Yujin fumble around his pants. Upon hearing an order, Richard sat up a little, only to put on hand on Yujins chest, move his hip, and throw him off, switching positions in the end. It was hard to get out of his pants if Yujin sat on him, so now he had the upper hand, didn't he? "I don't take orders...", he grumbled with a faint smile on his lips and reached for Yujins hands to pin them down above his head, putting his weiht into securing him in this position. Next he was the one putting his knee between Yujins legs and all the while biting the soft skin on his neck to leave behind some bruises. Why did he do this? He'd never done anything like that before, not this rough at least, but... it was fun.

    • Not only did he want to piss Richard off, he kind of felt like he had to - as if something very specific that he couldn't figure out would happen if he didn't, if he just relinquished everything to the blonde and that meant that defeat was knocking on his door. Again, that was something that Yujin would rather not elaborate on, look at or even think about - whatever it was embarrassing or actually because he didn't like to be bossed around, the wolf couldn't say. What he, however, could say was that he, for a fact, was just trying his utmost to be someone that he could never be and that, in turn, landed him somewhere where he wanted to be. In this case, it was his own bed and the guy that came here with him was ridiculous - Richard was, without even giving it much of a second thought, nice to look at, cute even if he thought about it and the truth was, at least Yujin was willing to admit to it, that nothing would change that just because he thought that something was amiss. "I know who you mean and I don't want to. It's boring by now", he grumbled in his alcohol-induced daze, not knowing what he talked about or what he even was going on about to begin with. Richard was igniting something within him, but what? "And aside from that, I'm not a total whore."

      If he gained something from lying, he would be rich by now and the truth was, he actually wasn't even that poor - reassuring himself that he said the truth was wrong, as wrong as it was to listen to the blonde blabber on and on and feel electrified by it, as if Richard was just there to numb all of his senses and then send a shock cursing over his spine without even doing much. "Maybe? What kind of answer is that?", he wanted to know, but actually, that wasn't even necessary. The truth was that neither of them wanted to be alone right now and the fact that they stuck together like glue, especially like this, only spoke for itself, didn't it? "I won't tell you shit because you'll drive me up the fucking wall by doing it on purpose", he grumbled and yet, he let himself be handled and soon enough found out that he wasn't the one playing this game with the blonde, he never had been, had he now? Instead, he lay there, just because he'd ushered a command and Richard was seizing the opportunity to not only pull on his hair, tease him about the ways that he spoke, but also to rob him of the use of his hands and force him to take the same treatment that he'd given Richard and, fuck, it felt good. "Isn't it your fault for letting yourself be dragged along?", Yujin spoke, almost as if his teeth and tongue were in the way and that stupid fucking smile on Richards lips did, well, it did suit him, didn't it? "So you want me to take them instead?" Yujin wasn't happy that he lay there now, pretty much defenseless and robbed of anything that could help him out, instead, he was greeted by teeth that dug themselves into his own skin, as if this were an act of revenge and the knee, that still was jammed against his crotch and was starting to arouse him a bit too much for his own liking. "Let me ... touch you, too", the wolf demanded, sounding almost desperate now that he couldn't move his hands or arms for that matter and could only accept his body flinching whenever Richards teeth met his skin. Was it getting warm in here? Or hard to breathe? Plus, the blondes leg seemed like an invitation to rub himself against it, but ... he ... no, he wasn't a fucking animal.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Yujin was actually the one that looked like he thought too much about stupid things, so maybe they'd need to get up and get that alcohol at some point anyway, but for now it wasn't even delivered yet, so it didn't matter. "So you wanted to kiss someone who's not yet boring?", Richard asked as if he knew the answer to that question already. Well it didn't matter if Richard was getting boring too at some point, he wasn't even sure if any of what happened tonight would happen again, or if this just happened once. Yujin with his broken head probably forgot about it anyway and if Richard was lucky he did too. Then they'd be strangers again, Richard would push him away, or at least try to and Yujin would pester him until he found a new project, a stray wolf, a lost sheep, or another stupid dog like Richard was. "I think your friends would disagree.", Richard replied, but he also didn't care with how many guys and girls Yujin had slept. Well there was no infinite number in Silesse, right? At some point probably everyone got boring to him. Richard for today didn't mind if he just was the only one left Yujin didn't fuck, or if his blonde hair was enough to make people want him lik a trophy.

      "No answer I suppose.", Richard mumbled, but it was true, he didn't want Yujin to leave his side now, even if he only went a few steps away to get their food and liquor, not now. They both already set their minds to continuing with this right? Well a break wouldn't hurt, to actually eat, but then again it would just be awkward to sit there half dressed and Richard doubted he'd be able to eat whatever they'd get off of Yujins body. What was he even thinking right now? "I'm drunk... and probably high...", he pointed out, that explained everything, but Yujin knew that and hadn't even asked anything in that direction. He also asked himself why Yujin was so obsessed with him n the first place, but then again he'd probably not get an answer. "It's not my fault... saying no to you never works...", he mumbled between his bites and kisses, between moving his knee just to tease Yujin. "I didn't give you an order thus far...", he mumbled, did he want Yujin to do anything anyway? The thing he wanted most was probably force some reactions out of Yujin, some plead or resistance, either way was fine. Well he kind of got what he wanted didn't he and Richard actually had to chuckle about Yujins desperation. Eventually, this couldn't go on like this though, they were stuck in place right now, but Richard actually wanted more, he didn't know what exactly, but just... more of Yujin. Eventually he let go of one of Yujins wrists and he kissed him once more, while his now free hand searched for a way to open up Yujins foreign pants too.

    • "Who said you'll ever be boring?", Yujin retaliated. There was no number, no definitive way of telling when someone became boring, in Richards case, it felt as if Yujin was forced to deal with so much that hadn't even transpired yet, it was ridiculous to think that he ever got enough of him, either. As long as they played interesting games and as long as the blonde was playing hard to get, Yujin didn't mind, in fact, it made him think as if the sheep was the only person in this cold and shitty, frigid world that he couldn't have and yet, as if he was also the only person that he truly wanted, unlike all of those who'd just let him do what he wanted if he was nice enough about it. "About me being a whore? If I actually was one, I hadn't even asked if I should blow you and would have just done it." That wasn't actually an convincing argument, he knew that himself - everything in his head went in circles, spun around, made him wonder what it was that would eventually come out of it and soon enough, they'd both wonder what they really wanted and if they were lucky enough, they would at least have as much common sense as to ... what, actually? This was too much thinking on his part for sure.

      "The things you say and the things you do don't really match, but why am I even surprised?" The wolf wasn't actually pissed, he just cursed something under his breath, grumbled when he figured that he wasn't the one that was rubbing himself against Richards knee, but this bastard was actually trying to coax something out of him, some sort of reaction - and he wasn't willing to give him that. "We both are", was the only answer he could muster, but it wasn't wrong - whoever had knocked at the door before had probably delivered the booze by now, too, but they knew better than to intrude when they weren't even allowed to bring in the warm food - this wasn't a rare occurence. "You ... don't even know what ... you want, though ..." Were they really trying to fight about something, all the while Richard kept an iron clutch on him, as if he was going to get up and run off once he let go? Whatever it was, he didn't know and he didn't care for now, he just wanted to keep chasing that height, keep getting more and more out of this, which was probably why he eventually started rubbing himself against the blondes knee on his own, no more invitations needed. "Then ... give me one", he complained, but even when he tried to avert his gaze, look the other way, Richard kissed him, simply as if to asset dominance and it riled Yujin up even more - someone else was getting pissed off for a change. Now, however, that one of his hands was free, he felt almost overjoyed and got to dragging his nails down Richards back, stopping at the pants that still were in the way - but Yujin didn't care, in fact, he slid his hand right in, forcing it between skin and fabric and feeling Richard up like that. "Do you ... even ... know how to ... fuck a guy?"
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I think everyone and everything bores you at some point.", Richard answered and he couldn't say he didn't know that feeling. Somehow Dayan always found something to do for them, but all those parties, those people, they were all the same. It was hard finding someone who was different, who wasn't just some giggling girl that wanted a night with the crownprince of Adrestia. Richard hadn't searched for a girlfriend, or a wife, not yet, but he could imagine how boring it must have gotten over the years when there was only a fraction of the people in Adrestia, or even Myriad. Someone like Richard didn't come here often, a sheep, but not only that and thus h probably gained the attention of more than just Silesse prince that wasn't allowed anywhere else. Was it because of that huge scar? For a moment e thought about showing Yujin his, but he decided otherwise, that was none of his business and Richard didn't even like thinking about it. If he had to name one thing he hated about his body then it wasn't his blonde hair that made him stick out here and also not his eyes that didn't fit a sheep, it was that scar that was so much more than fucked up tissue. "That makes no sense...", Richard pointed out clearing his throat, maybe they should get the alcohol, but now, Yujin was enough too, right?

      "What do you want me to say?", Richard asked, he knew he was contradicting, he couldn't admit to a lot of things and somtimes his brain wanted different things than his body, so he didn't even lie, he just didn't know what he wanted. Right now however his brain was on vacation, out of order and pretty useless, it may have had a little control over his mouth, but couldn't stop Richards body from pursuing further anymore. They both were incredibly drunk, that was for sure. "But you do know what I want?", Richard asked, Yujin may have been right about that but Richard would never admit that. Instead he mustered another faint smile, that was pretty much all he was capable of, right? "Why are you panting like that?", he asked for the sole reason to point out to Yujin that he had noticed. Yujin was out of it, wasn't he? And Richar was too, looking at Yujin underneath him just made him want to continue this even more, although he didn't know where it led. He felt Yujin not being able to contain himself that well anymore, which was probably the reason he let go of him in the first place, but that had been a mistake, hasn't it? And he didn't even give Yujin an order yet. Richard sucked in some air trough his teeth when Yujins fingers dug themselves in his back and eventually Yujin was faster with putting his hand to use, because Richard still couldn't figure out Thrian clothes. Another shiver ran through Richards body and he almost buckled under that touch. His cheeks felt hot and he stopped the kiss, instead he pressed his forehead against Yujins, because his head felt heavy all of a sudden. "I'll figure it... out. How hard... can that be...?", he answered with a slight grumbling and desperately searched for a way to rip those stupid pants off of Yujin and eventually he just teared on them in hopes it would help.

    • "Only if you get boring." What was that even supposed to mean? Everyone could get boring, hell, sometimes Yujin was bored of himself, too and the reason for that was that, in the end, no one could be interesting for an extended period of time, especially if one glued themself to the other. All of that, then in turn, culminated in something that neither of them really wanted to think about and actually, Yujin was tired of making sense of his thoughts, tired of thinking twice about it and that, in turn, meant that suddenly, he decided that ntohing needed to make sense anymore anyway. "I bore myself sometimes, too ... but that doesn't mean shit." It really didn't, but then again, he couldn't exactly throw himself away or get rid of his own thoughts, his own body or his own desires. All that remained was the fact that he, among all people, was nothing more than someone that had lost himself in all the wrong reasons and the longer and deeper he dwelved down and gave into it, the worse it would get. "I don't want anything to make sense tonight, I'm tired of thinking and trying to outdo you", the wolf admitted and he really was - just for one night, he could be himself, much like Richard in that alcohol induced state was and after that, he'd go back to being that fucking obnoxious person again.

      "Be honest with yourself and me", Yujin chimed in, happy with the shitty advice he could give Richard but ... this was everything he was going to get from someone that couldn't give less of a fuck about all of this, wasn't it? Besides, the reason that he acted like this also seemed quite apparent - they both were playing some weird cat-and-mouse game and both of them were either the cat or the mouse at the same time, no wonder nothing worked out. "Mhm ..." What kind of reply was that? One that showed that he didn't want to get fucking called out on his stupid behavior. "I heard ... you wanted to ... fuck me?", Yujin laughed, but this time around, the only thing he definitely knew was, that the blonde wanted to get laid either way, or at least get rid of the boner in his pants - which would be easier if he took them off, actually. "You bas- ... heh. You ... aren't any ... better", the wolf reprimanded him and while he lay there, still wondering what all of this was, his forehead met another, soon after their kiss ended almost too sudden, too soon. What a waste of a perfectly fine kiss. Now, he could put his hand to good use, feeling Richard up almost painstakingly slow - partially on purpose, even more so because his pants were crammed and fabric was in the way. "Not as hard ... as you are, heh", he breathed out, but soon enough, he sucked a sharp breath of air back in, staring up in those brown eyes that barely were illuminated by the candles around them and yet, they had something comforting about them, something ... did his pants just rip? "You're ... so fucking ... impatient", he said, slowly raising his hips and sliding slightly out of the fabric a bit, before letting them sink down again. "Just ... rip them off, I ... don't care."
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Only because Richard probably was the least boring person in Silesse right now, that didn't mean that he wouldn't get boring eventually and when that happened he probably had what he wanted. Yujin wouldn't feel the need to explore and save that stupid little puppy anymore, that dog that was neither sheep nor wolf but came closest to an Adrastian as Yujin ever saw and probably ever will see. Richard gave taking Yujin with me just one short thought, only because he wondered if Yujins father would behead Richard for dragging his son to Adrestia which probably was a war zone by then, at least for wolves such as Yujin himself. Yujin however was very right and RIchard shook his head slightly as if to gt rid of all the thoughts in his head that better got dragged underneath layers of smoke and alcohol again, maybe a little bit of Yujin would help too. "I'm tired of thinking too." And feeling like shit and feeling like he didn't deserve anything good happening to hm, or even his birthday. For now he just leaned down again to kiss Yujin, to concentrate on his lips and his tongue. It helped, better than it should have, Richard wanted more of this because as cheesy as it sounded, it made him feel like a human being again.

      "Honest...", Richard mumbled more to himself, he wasn't even sure who he was or what he was thinking, being honest wasn't that easy, but right now he was pretty sure what he wanted. Maybe those kisses were enough, but he was still thinking, right? He didn't want to think anymore, he just wanted to feel Yujin close. "You heard?", Richard asked, as if it was a long time rumor. If anything Richard had decided twenty or so minutes ago, that he wanted to spend the night with Yujin not only with sleeping. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't change his mind, because every second that past, every second he heard Yujin and himself pant like that and saw him struggling underneath it made him want to continue even more, even if Yujin was a foulmouthed little bastard. "Shut up...", Richard mumbled being the one called out right now. His body trembled under Yujins touch, he was pretty good at using his hand like that, wasn't he? "So... what? Thrian clothing is... bullshit...", Richard answered, how couldn't he be impatient like that when his arms wanted to give way, because Yujin was teasing him like that. In the end however Richard suddenly stood up and escaped Yujins touch completely. Well but only to rip down Yujins pants and throw them somewhere. In the next moment he got rid of his own, somewhat clumsily because all of this took way too long. He was still fidgeting with the last fricking leg, when he looked at Yujn, laying there in a sea of black silk hair. His skin was pale, reflecting the orange candle light and he almost got illuminated by that, while his hair was in complete contrast to it and hung down from all sides of the bed. The prominent scar on his upper body was probably the only thing that made him anything less than perfect, but then again, who cared about that? It was unique and kind of beautiful. Richard shook his head, snapping himself out of it and pulling on his pants. He almost lost balance doing that, but eventually freed himself of his clothes completely, well everything but the fabric that covered his neck.