bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

"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.

"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?

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.

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.

"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?"

"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."