bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

    • "You're one mean and bigmouthed idiot", Yujin joked, but maybe he wasn't so wrong - they both weren't all that useful to one another, they actually would probably end up hurting one another soon enough, but until that came, there was fun to be had, that much was for sure. Where would this evening have gone if he complied to Yins wishes, if he had shut Richard out of his heart and mind? Yujin didn't didn't want to think about that, he was aware that it couldn't have let to anything good, but right about now it was fine if he just shut up and let himself revel in a feeling that he hadn't experienced in a good while - not without the blonde. "We both can be, but none of us have anything to pay the other with. We're whores, then", the wolf concluded. Was that even necessary? There was no need to brand themselves as one thing or the other, especially if they weren't that - they actually were something else, someone else and so much more, or maybe even less. Who knew what their mortal selves were even worth, thrians didn't care, did they? Once their souls wanted to move on, once their bodies had given up, they burned their earthly remains and scattered their ash, to free themselves from all the things that bound themselves to the place they called home. "That's nothing bad", he suddenly assured the blonde. The last thing he wanted was for him to be sad, but for some reason, he was pretty good at that, wasn't he?

      "I have experience, why wouldn't I be?" This, actually, wasn't a joke and maybe it came across as one, but it most definitely wasn't. Yujin, sometimes, thought too much about everything, was overthinking faster than he could even figure it out, but ... this was getting ridiculous, wasn't it? First, he complained about all of this slowing down to a crawl, but now he was the one halting all of that. "Stop", he suddenly blurted out, this was getting stupid. "That isn't what I meant", Yujin chuckled and then grabbed the arm that had wrapped itself around his waist, wanted it to stay in place and grap him, not let go of him - and his fingers showed Richard just that, just as he stole another kiss and well, that wasn't enough just yet for him either. Was he hungry or was all of this just happening because the wolf didn't know what it was that he actually wanted. "We're as close as we can be like this, right? I like it, I like attention. The feeling of being seen is foreign, but it isn't bad - now commit to it, you want this as much as I do, right?" This had nothing to do with not wanting it and actually, he was the one that pressed himself at the blonde, that wanted to stop feeling all of this annoying fabric between them, but he couldn't just rip it off, not when they both were dressed for the occassion. "Scream your name or moan it, the choice is up to you - just make it happen, any way you want", he chuckled and then, he leaned forward ever so slightly, to give Richard the kiss he seemed to be yearning for - this was sloppy, wasn't it?
      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 am? That's an upgrade, isn't it?", Richard asked. Well it was definitely, although Yujin probably would call him idiot any time. Maybe he was, maybe he was an idiot for shutting everyone out, maybe he also was an idiot for letting Yujin in, or for not letting him in enough. It didn't matter though, last time had been somehow easier, last time there was less to think about, last time his brain was more empty. He either needed more drugs, in form of alcohol or smoke, or he needed more of Yujin, wasn't it that? When they kissed and their lips locked, all of his thoughts pretty much went out the window and down the drain, that was what he wanted - not think. Richard mustered a faint smile, whatever they were, whatever they called themselves, tomorrow it wouldn't matter. Tomorrow they would part ways again, hell Richard didn't even know if they spent the whole night here, Yujin should probably go back to his girlfriend and Richard in his room. He should change out of these weird clothes, into something else he found as weird and couldn't make stay on his body. Richard looked up again and nodded. Being here, being him, it wasn't a bad thing, not necessarily right? At least now it wasn't and that was enough. "Mhm..."

      "Oh?", Richard simply asked, once again wondering how many people Yujin slept with in his time here. Well Richard wasn't one to talk, so it didn't matter. He ha his fun back in Adrestia, much as Yujin had his here, there was nothing to it, or they both were whores after all, whatever it may be. When Yujin suddenly cried out, Richard stopped moving, fearing he did something wrong and Yujin had changed his mind all of a sudden. But that wasn't it, thankfully. He soon enough chuckled and placed Richards hand back where it was before. A kiss followed and there is was, the silence in his mind he longed for, even if only for a short time. Richard actually smiled at Yujin. Of course he liked attention and Richard was inclined to give just that to him tonight. "I do, I do...", Richard agreed and his heart beat faster when Yujin came closer like that. They still wore too much, but it wasn't exactly easy to get rid of all that. Another kiss followed, more demanding than the ones before and Richard eventually did take his arm off of Yujin again, but not to kick him off. Instead he let it slide to the front, to actually care about that pants he wore and open them up. Sure at some point Yujin had to move his butt to get rid of it, but Richard could at least start with working on getting rid of it. In the end however, this wasn't what Yujin wanted tonight, was it? Having control, doing most of the work? And the more Richard kissed Yujin, the more smoke he inhaled, the less he card about taking it slow and the more he wanted to make both of them happy and satisfied. He broke away from the kiss, but only to move both their weights and eventually press Yujin backwards, off of him, so that he could crawl out under him. Now there was Yujin, lying in front of him, his legs still spread and Richard was the one getting rid of Yujins pants, before he reclaimed the spot between his legs. It was partly on purpose that Yujin didn't quite fit on the rest of the bed anymore and he either had to use some strength, or his head dangled off the edge a little bit. The blonde eventually leaned forward, taking it slow, kissing Yujins stomach, his chest and eventually his neck. "Is this fine too...?", he asked, this time it was Yujins turn to tell Richard what he wanted, if he wanted more than just kisses on his baren body, though Richard was fine with that too.

    • "Hardly, but you could use your mouth for kissing rather than talking", Yujin replied. They both weren't in the same mindset as last time - somehow, there was much more fumbling and thinking than anything else and if he had to be honest, that was somehow not only getting in their way but it also showed him that in the end, it might as well have been smarter if he just had shut up and stopped insisting on labelling either of them. Princes or whores or none of that at all - not only did it not matter, they both knew well enough who they were, who they'd be and what was important to them, so the sole thought of anything else was just annoying, intrusive and something that didn't quite fit their situation. "Is that really surprising you?", he blurted out, then chuckled. It hadn't been new information that he enjoyed sleeping with other people - maybe it was to take his mind off of things, or something entirely else to begin with, but alas, he really didn't care all that much about any of that. Yujin enjoyed himself one way or the other, but with many flings came different experiences. "I mean, I don't look tame, do I?" Or did he act the part? Eventually, he'd figure it out, however, there also was the slim chance that Richard was just playing with him, joking around and making him assume things, but whatever the case, he didn't even question it, that wasn't something he wanted to do tonight.

      "Then what's stopping you?", the wolf inquired. Was he playing with Richard or was Richard playing with him? There was no way of telling, they both had their own differences to work through and they both had things left to figure out, yet they found themselves into a situation like this twice and then, they kept teasing one another, too, just because it was fun. Arikin was fun like this, wasn't he? It seemed as if they lived in their own little bubble, away from the world, just out here, nowhere, anywhere, far away from any shore they could have connected to, they could have used to save themselves from the evergrowing loneliness. No, there was nothing but themselves in this bubble, the one that kept them afloat and just like that, he was the one pushed away, aside, whatever one wanted to call it, but that was far from the end of it - Yujin knew as much, even when his head was dangling on the edge of the bed like that and it was becoming increasingly harder to see the blondes face from here. Had he smiled earlier? Or was that a mirage? The muscles in his chest and stomach soon pulled thight, he tensed up just a bit and despite the fact that he'd been robbed of those stupid pants, robbed of control over his actions by now, he didn't care. Rather, he lifted his head ever so slightly, just to see Richard for a moment and once he finally came up, he put his hands on him, let them sink into this hair and bit his lower lip to shut himself the fuck up. "Yes", the wolf responded, actually, he should get rid of his pesky, already ruined hair-do, but then again, they were quite long and like this, they'd touch the icy floor beneath them. "But I want more than 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.

    • "You too...", Richard mumbled and acted upon it, kissing Yujin again, then his neck. He softly bit him, but he was still by his senses, so he refrained from leaving any permanent marks, not when his girlfriend was sleeping in his bed, not when he could find out and notice that it wasn't her that gave Yujin those. Then again, she looked wasted, maybe Yujin could tell her it was her doing, but why take any chances? "It's not...", Richard answered, was that a short chuckle or at least a smirk on his face? Yujin probably didn't only play Richard like a fiddle, he had had many other irons in the fire, maybe not right now, but probably in his past and Richard had some flings as well, even if he didn't look the part anymore. Well but that also meant Richard was competing against different people, different guys, other than Yujin who was the first man to ever kiss and touch Richard. But what was he worrying about? Even if he was shit at fucking him, well then at least they knew it and this wouldn't happen again. Wasn't that sad and scary though? Richard already felt attached to Yujin, that was a problem, a problem for tomorrows Richard however. "I don't know if you look tame or not, but I already know you aren't.", Richard replied, he only needed to think back to the last night they shared together.

      "Nothing. Shut up.", Richard gave back, but he wasn't angry or mad, no he had no time for such stupid feelings, instead he felt excited, more and more the closer he got to Yujin. "You don't have to tease me into fucking you, I've already set my mind to it.", he eventually announced and he didn't even feel embarrassed about it. Well, maybe he did a little bit while he looked around for the things he needed to gather, before anything more happened, all the while he didn't let go of the patches of skin his kissed and bit softly. He felt Yujins hand in his hair, but he needed to pull away one more time. Yujin was into this, right? Yes, he very much sounded like it. "I know. Stay there.", Richard ordered and to emphasize his point he softly pressed his hand against Yujins chest when he sat up again. First he needed to get rid of his own pants, then he grabbed the vial and after that his last needed item, a pillow. He put the vial between his teeth for now so he had both hands free to simply pull Yujin up and shove the pillow underneath him, while he also placed himself between his legs again. This couldn't be so different, right? It couldn't be too hard, right? "I might suck at this.", he warned the wolf and thought about hitting him off with his mouth, but then again that led a little far right now and that wasn't what either of them had wanted to do just minutes, ago, right? Instead to not make Yujin wait much longer he leaned forward, kissed the inside of Yujins upper thigh and opened the vial. He spread some of the contents on his fingers, closed it up again and put it somewhere, where he hoped he'd find it again later. Then he slowly felt his way around with his fingers, maybe he was a little bit too careful, a little bit too hesitant and a little bit too glad that it wasn't that easy for Yujin to look at him right now. He wasn't supposed to be the one flaring up in this moment, but he did, especially when he slowly shoved one finger in. He hid his eyes behind his blonde hair and was somewhat thankful for the darkness in here. He couldn't help thinking about the last night they spent together, about how it felt for Richard back then. Trying to remember the feeling to know what to do now, made him blush even harder though, but he tried his best, biting his lower lip, hoping that this somewhat felt good.

    • They were gawking at one another, making stupid faces, stupid stories, stupid excuses - all of that was made up, they all were having their fair share of fun and fun was something one had to have. Fuck, this was going to happen more often from here on out, wasn't it? Somehow it felt as if the last meeting they shared and this one wouldn't be the last, no matter how much or how hard he thought about that. Eventually, he'd come to realize that none of this was, in fact, going to be a one time thing and the fact that he hadn't realized that just yet was somewhat, odd - the signs were there from the start, yet neither of them was willing to admit that they felt a certain way, or at least Yujin didn't want to admit to it, and therefore all of this wound up being somewhat stifled. What about Richard, though? "Oh, well - you'd know after what happened last time and even for a thrian, I'm blunt", he admitted all of a sudden. The wolf was blunt, even by thrian standards and he lacked some decency, too, because none of this would be happening the way it did if he'd never brought about that stupid vial, hadn't it? If he'd just left it where he found it, or rather, if he'd not even wasted his time on finding a vial for the oil he'd found, they'd probably have a whole bottle of it at hand, too.

      "Glad to hear that", he mused. Richard was a nice distraction, at least for a single night and if this went on as he thought it would, he'd be a nice distraction for a few more nights, that much was clear already. After that, well, what would come after that? One way or the other, he'd have to figure that out for himself, or others, or anyone, really. Nothing was important except the blonde and his touches, the one that etched themselves into his skin all of a sudden and gave Yujin a hard time to begin with - he was supposed to contain himself, he wasn't a damn dog, but Richard seemingly loved to make that hard thing to do for him, didn't he? "I'm not going anyhwere", Yujin blurted out, but he smiled from where he lay and just watched that body move, across him - the blonde looked nice, regardless if he wore clothing or not, but maybe the fumes were getting to his head, stil and all of this was just ... no, Yujin was pretty certain he liked what he saw, a lot more than necessary. However, the pillow felt odd and yet nice at the same time - did Richard actually care about him? "You can't, you're not even using your mouth", he suddenly joked, but soon enough, reverted what he'd said. "Look, you really can't, you actually give more of a damn about me feeling comfortable in this position than I did, I ... think?" There wasn't much room to think, though, especially not when cold droplets of oil fell onto his skin and he felt incredibly exposed, especially when he peered up at Richard. Yujin had wanted attention, now he got it and ... he was using his arm to hide his embarrassed faith with, wasn't he? Still, even that couldn't change a thing when he let out a short 'AH' upon feeling something inside of him, rather than just on his legs. It did take a second for him to catch his breath, now that he was all excited and riled up, but soon, he looked up at Richard, once more. "You c- ah! I take that ... back." Now that he hadn't expted the blonde to move and he actually did, this was embarrassing, even more so considering the attitude both of them usually had. They really were idiots, weren't they? But at least he was enjoying himself enough so far. There was worse, actually - Richard didn't suck.
      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.

    • There was not much left of Richards previous thoughts about his brother, his birthday and the general bad mood he had found himself in. This was actually nice, this time with Yujin helped heal, even though for now he didn't sleep, but at least he didn't feel like breaking down any minute, he didn't feel like being crushed by all the weight put on his shoulders, instead he could just concentrate on that guy lying before him and on the task at hand. Would he crawl back to Yujin everytime he felt like he was going to die now? Would he push him away the next day after charging back up, until his reserves were empty again and he needed him to feel good about himself? This sounded incredibly stupid and yet Richard couldn't help it, he couldn't help who he became because of his fear of losing someone again. He didn't want that and if Yujin eventually realized that he wasn't worth the hassle, Richard could safely go back to Adrestia to die, without any strings attached that bound him here or made him want to come back to Silesse. "I'm probably not the first person who broke your nose.", Richard commented. Yujin probably never knew when to shut up, but that was fine, at least now it was very welcoming, even if making Richard think back to the last night they spent together, made him blush.

      Richard actually hadn't expected Yujin to stay put, but he did and thus he had been able to gather all he needed. Looking at Yujin was... have they ever seen each other naked without being baked? Well yes and what did Richard think of it? To be honest he hadn't looked as closely, but now that he did, he was content with what he possessed for this night. Yujin cracked another stupid joke and Richard just shot him a glance, rolling his eyes a little bit, but it was funny. "You want me to?", he asked, but he wasn't sure about that, that was also he never did before, so he probably would fail at that too. Then however Yujin seemed to try and make Richard feel better about this situation, encourage him. "The pillow...? That just makes it easier to fuck you... Adrestian style I guess.", he mumbled, if it worked with girls it'll work with guys, Richard wouldn't need to pull Yujin up and Yujin didn't have to use any muscle to make all of this right, at least in theory. Suddenly hearing Yujins voice however surprised him, even though he didn't know why exactly. He liked hearing it, so much in fact that his body was tingling for a second and he glanced at the wolf who hid his face. How unfair. "I can... can't...what?", Richard asked, what was Yujin taking back? Either way, Richard leaned forward to press kisses on Yujins stomach, while he, maybe a little bit hesitant. continued moving his finger, eventually using a second one too. All the while he himself got incredibly aroused by it, it almost felt surreal. "Is this... any good...?", he asked taking it probably so much slower than Yujin had the last time they met like this.

    • What did he do? Take Richards mind off of things like he promised, without the blonde wanting it - Yujin was eager to please anyone, especially people that seemed as if they could shatter at the slightest of touches, but this was something different. Drug-induced, loveless ... but was it really? To claim this was love was wrong and yet, Yujin wondered it he hadn’t already fallen for a former prince and now, he couldn’t get up, scramble onto his feet or anything like that, just because his heart felt heavy and sunk into his stomach, like a stone, hellbound on dragging him down. Why was that? Couldn’t he have a moment of peace, something that didn’t make him question himself every step he took? Whatever that was, really, Yujin was granted none of that and he was bound to accept that - so he did. “You probably won’t be the last, but if it helps, yours is the only face I remember”, he chuckled. Actually, this was kind of sad, especially considering that at some point, not only did he know everything about himself, but right about now, none of that even mattered if he could make Richard smile instead, right?

      “What? Suck me off? I thought you wanted to be close?”, the wolf asked, but there was no purpose in blowing him right now anyway - not when they’d gotten that far, not when all of this was just a mess to begin with and they had to sort through that first, didn’t they? Wasn’t it stupid to assume that none of this would help them, or their relationship or the tact that they didn’t want to attach any strings to anything? “It’s still a nice gesture ... but I guess you’ll do it the only way you know, so ... I’m not opposing”, Yujin reassured Richard. Was he really fine with being treated like some adrestian girl that had gotten her hands on a goodlooking prince and now was going to revel in the best moment of her miserable, short life? Probably. Still, he was the one that was biting back noises, that was hoping that the darkness would encapsule him enough for Richard not to see, not to notice - anything would be fine, as long as he kept his mouth shut. This felt good enough, yet it was slow, but Richard was just making sure he felt alright, wasn’t he? “Y-You can ... move ... faster, you k-“, well, he had to muffle the noise he made right then and there and kept averting his gaze. When was the last time someone had fucked him? Gods, he was acting like a young girl that was losing her virginity. “It ... is, you tease!” Was the blonde doing this on purpose? Probably, why else would he be so slow about it all? Or was that just who Richard was?
      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 was somewhat nervous, as if this was the first time he ever did anything like this and yet it was not. He slept with girl in Adrestia before and he slept with a guy before too, Yujin, though he had nothing to do back then really. Now he sat here, just trying to please him and it was nice, because although he was worried and maybe a little bit anxious, he worried about something rather unimportant. Yujin probably liked it anyway and even if not, this wouldn't end the world, Richard could improve, do what Yujin told him to. Worrying about normal stuff like that felt good, better than worrying about his past and future. Even though he wasn't as wasted as last time, his mind was occupied with something else than the usual and for that alone he actually needed to thank Yujin, didn't he? The question if he was able to sleep after all of this remained though and it would take a while longer to figure out if this was just fun for a short time, or if it actually helped them finally have a good nights sleep.

      "Well... I'd probably not be very good at that either...", he mumbled, looking down on Yujin, on his naked body and the fact that he did like this after all, right? He wondered what would happen if he just did both, but then again, he wasn't sure what to do in the first place, neither front nor back, so maybe he should concentrate on one thing alone first. He felt a little helpless actually. He furrowed his brows however when he heard Yujins voice again. "I've done more than one thing in Adrestia, you know?", he asked almost snarky and just maybe his hand slipped a bit. Either way, he'd see if this worked and he'd see if Yujin liked it, but right now only using his fingers was fine, right? He wasn't sure about any of this in the first place, on the other hand... he truly wanted a piece of the action too, especially when he heard Yujin starting to pant and stop mid sentence. "Faster? Alright...", he took the advice, moved actually faster, upping the pace slowly but gradually and hating the darkness in this room. Sure he was able to hide his own face, but he didn't see enough of Yujins, did he now? Another confirmation that this felt good made him feel more confident and eventually with his free hand he reached for the vial again that he put here somewhere. He opened it up with his teeth and used the remaining liquid inside. Then he just discarded it, not caring where it landed eventually really. From here on out it was all or nothing, right? Richard didn't care about announcing anything, he just did a quick change, moving his fingers out and pressing himself in instead. He couldn't hold back a short groan, he didn't expect this to feel... well like this and maybe he shouldn't have leaned forward to lean over Yujin, testing his flexibility, in order to see his face, because they both could see each other like this as soon as Yujin removed that arm. Richard grabbed it anyway though, to hold Yujins hand and press it down next to his head. He took a moment before he actually started moving his hip and he escaped Yujins gaze soon after too and instead kissed his neck.

    • For one, the half wolf was getting a bit too close and personal, but then again, he had his fingers inside of Yujin anyway, there wasn't much that could be closer and more personal than that to begin with, or was there? Aside from that, however, they still werren't touchin gtoo much, at least not as much as Yujin would want them to and while that, actually, kind of sucked, he had to comply and not whine about it. For fucks sake, he wasn't his girlfriend, he wasn't some girl that kept on pushing all the buttons she could find on some random guy, just to get him to comply with her wishes. Richard was, by far, more gentle than he'd anticipated him to be, but maybe, just maybe, the wolf needed that and nothing else. "Come on ... you can't ... suck at sucking", he replied and he wasn't wrong, was he? They both had room for improvement in a variety of different parts and aspects of themselves, but nothing came quite close to whatever they were trying right about now. This felt good, somewhat exciting even and while some fingers weren't much, it was a good starting point for both of them. "Oh, did y- AH!", he cried out, but that had been deserved, hadn't it? Richard jsut put him into his place, after all, he could act all high and mighty once their positions switched, but not for tonight.

      His face felt unbearably hot, maybe because he was trying to hide it, maybe because there was no apparent reason to not hide it or actually, was it because the sole reason he was trying to make all of this work for himself, too, because it was a good distraction and because they both desperately needed it? Yujin tried to form a clear thought, but actually, once his please were heared, once Richard did what he asked him to, he was busy muffling his own noises, occupied with the single thought that it would be embarrassing to have someone else hear him, to have Richard figure it all out for him instead. "I shouldn't ... have ... given you control ... over ... this situation", Yujin panted between various noises that leaked out of his mouth, that weren't all that hard to discern, but once there was something else, once those fingers were gone and he thought he could catch a break, he soon enough remembered - and felt - what they actually had wanted to do. Gods, this feeling was ... what was he going on about? Did he just yelp? It wasn't bad, maybe it hurt a bit, maybe they could have used more oil, but it wasn't unfamiliar either - he really couldn't complain, not when he was desperately deciding between asking the bed for support, digging his heels and free hand into it, or if he should just let all of this happen. "You're ... ridiculously h-", again, he was cut off, by a simple movement Richard made and while there was no doubt about it, the blonde was goddamn hot like this, he soon felt his arm, his hand torn away from his face, felt movement as his own muscles pulled taut and there they were, Richards fucking lips and teeth on his throat. Shit, fuck, damn - what the hell? "You-!!", the wolf suddenly blurted out, but soon enough, found his voice and his words drowned out by his own moaning, all the while his hands searched for support, somewhere, anywhere - was he really pulling on Richards hair? Bet.
      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've never done that either...", Richard answered mumbling and he wouldn't today, probably. They were already busy doing something different, but if he phrased it like that it almost sounded definite that this would happen again, despite Richard telling Yujin it wouldn't last time. He had been mean, hadn't he? But that was because he was scared, scared of actually getting closer to him, but this was still just a fling, right? Nothing more, nothing to stress out about, if they needed it, they'd get it, that was all. They didn't have to talk or cuddle or hold their hands, although all of that had been nice too, but Richard didn't expect any special treatment, he didn't even expect Yujin to see him again, or always have time for him when Richard wanted it. In the end, Yujin would be the one seeking out Richard anyway and Richard would be pissed and annoyed, but eventually would follow him around to do whatever. Two times didn't make a series, but Richard was pretty sure that a third was going to happen, especially since they both seemed to ejoy themselves, at least those muffled drowned out sounds tol him that, even if Yujin wasn't screaming just yet... well maybe he did but only for a short yelp and he had deserved that.

      "Wasn't that what you wanted?", Richard asked Yujin who couldn't contain all of the noises his body wanted to make and for Richard it almost sounded like music. He wondered though, now that he still could think somewhat clearly, if they were better off keeping it down this time around, to not have any siblings catch them red handed the next day, or if it didn't matter. If it didn't matter was it because this room was safe and far away from anyone who could hear them, or because both of them didn't care anyway? Richard wasn't the one who'd lose anything if this came out, Yujin however... Richard didn't want him to get into trouble, but in the end Yujin knew best how loud he allowed himself to scream, before he pulled a pillow in front of his face. Richard wouldn't want that though. Yujin yelped, much as Richard last time and the blondes heart seemingly wanted to escape his chest. "I'm... what...? Say it...", Richard let out and was starting to pant himself. It felt tight, but Yujin soon enough accustomed to this new situation and while Richard had been taking it slow at the start he saw no reason to anymore, upping the pace gradually. He ignored the pulling on his hair, bit Yujin instead in retaliation but let himself be pulled away after all. "I...?", he asked, Yujin was bad at completing sentences wasn't he? Somehow this was fun and while Richard still had control over himself he decided to continue making it hard for Yujin, so he waited to surprise him with a sudden movement or another bite to his neck, if Yujins hand in Richards hair allowed it. Meanwhile he wiping off his fingers of the other hand, to eventually shove his arm below Yujins back and around him, lifting him up a little to pull him even closer.

    • "Well ... what ... have you done ... then?" Most likely, he fucked a bunch of different girls and once he was done with them, threw them out like trash because the high prince of Myriad, the future king of Adrestia, didn't exactly need a queen to call his own at his age, nor would he, just as his fathers hadn't taken anyone as their wives. This was ridiculous, why was he thinking about that now? Somehow, it felt as if thoughts that weren't even his started to haunt him and for the lack of a better explanation, Yujin did believe that something was wrong, that something was off and that this was only amplified by muffled noises, by his own inability to just call it quits because he wasn't satisfied just yet, because his body wanted some more sustenance, wanted to get something that it wasn't gifted just yet. "It was!", the wolf soon admitted, because it had been, because he'd bitten off more than he could chew and in fact, because he wanted every second he could get and more of this. It was ridiculous to think that Richard was going to be merciful, that he was going to let him off the hook, but Yujin had anticipated something, had thought he'd crumble - and with that, not only was he lying to himself, he also had thought wrong.

      All of this mewling sounded odd, especially when it got coaxed out of his own throat, but he just let all those noises pass at some point - didn't Richard at least think he sounded ridiculous? This had to stop at some point, but it felt too good and Yujin felt too good to not let Richard know, to not give him some kind of affirmation that he was a good boy doing a good job or something. Still, that didn't help much when he wanted to see, but also hear more of him, but he couldn't - Richard was the one panting now, too, but he also was the one doing most of the work and holding him closer than ever before. "Ridi- ... ridiculously hot!", the wolf yelled, then panted - he sounded hoarse by now, despite not even saying much, but that was how his voice tended to be - it just left him at some point and Yujin was stuck trying to clear his throat when there clearly wasn't much of an option to. "You ... you ... you are dr...driving me ... insane", he admitted, completed the sentence that Richard wanted him to say, but oh fuck, oh gods, was he already seeing stars or was that all his bitter imagination? Fucking hell, something wasn't right here - when had he been held like this, brought close to someone like this and been given such a good night? This felt amazing, his mind wasn't exactly in-sync with his body, but they both tried, they really did, so nobody could be mad at him when he moaned, right? "You ... fuck, you ... are good ... at this."
      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 told you... I... never had a guy...", Richard answered, Yujin knew all that. If Yujin was a girl Richard would ave had much more experience, he probably would have had it easier, knew what he was doing, what to do when. But this was fine too, right? Yujin felt good and oh gods Richard felt good as well. This was a rare occasion and that his body didn't feel tired or sore after days of sleep deprivation was odd, but it only showed that Richard needed this outlet right about now, that his body wanted to feel something good and that his mind wanted the same for a change. Richard needed some air between those kisses to Yujins neck and he probably moaned right into Yujins ear when he did take a a breath. Eventually he lifted up his head, opened his eyes and marbled at Yujin for a bit, watched him pant and try to think and speak and he grinned when he was called ridiculously hot. "You're... too... especially when you're... panting and... moaning like that...", Richard returned the compliment and he meant it. Even though the candle light was dim and he couldn't see all too much, Yujin still looked hot. Actually the shadows dancing over his body complimented him and the blue eyes reflected the small flames around them. Eventually his head got heavy and he pressed his forehead against Yujins, all the while he didn't stop moving and pleasing Yujin who was trapped under him like that, whos hand was still pulling on Richards blond hair.

      Yujin clearly struggled talking, had Richard been the same last time around? It didn't matter. Richard was pretty sure that Yujin didn't act, that he actually did enjoy this and that Richard was better at this than he thought, but then again... "You're... making it easy... this feels... you feel... good... awesome...", he panted and wondered if this was really enough for Yujin, or if he expected something more, something he liked doing, but Richard didn't even have a clue about himself. What both of them always seemed to be doing however was holding their hands and Richard squeezed Yujins harder right now as he put more strength into all of this. Yujin told him he was good, but there was something amiss, something wasn't right yet, something was due before any of this could end. "You haven't... screamed my... name yet... though...", he pointed out, almost disappointed, but with all the panting it probably was hard to tell. Well he would make him, at least that was his goal for tonight and thus while searching for hold onto Yujins body with his arm still wrapped around him, he set his mind to achieving just that before he allowed himself to let go. He didn't care that the old bed was making all kind of noises alongside them and he didn't care that he eventually would shove Yujin off the bed if he continued like this. Yujin was the one doing nothing much and yet the proximity to him, his hoarse voice and having his warm body under him was enough, more than that even.

    • "But ... plenty of ... girls", Yujin grumbled. He didn't mean that in a bad way, but Richard would have to know something, anything? What was it that he'd said the last time he'd chickened out of fucking him? Right, they were in a similar situation before ... why was that suddenly such a blur? Yujins head felt heavy, he had to peer up every once in a while and it was stupid, but he did enjoy the fact that he couldn't always see - it took his mind off of things and sometimes, among their groaning and panting, he actually could hear skin slapping against skin and that, actually, was incredibly embarrassing. "Oh ... shut ... it", he wheezed, with a grin that soon enough fainted when different noises crawled from his lips, when he realized that fighting Richard like this not only was idiotic but he also was just asking to be punished, to, lose his mind faster than he already had. Bullshit, wasn't it? But aside from that, they both were having the time of their life and there was no need to hurry up, to have it be over faster, to force one another to do something just in the name of want, need - they both were chasing after pleasure and every touch he received, all of it etched itself into his skin and showed him that he, actually, wasn't as strong as he believed himself to be to begin. Was he pathetic?

      "You're ... the one ... doing ... most of the ... work ...", Yujin admitted and he wasn't wrong. Richard was the one doing all of the work, was the one that kept their rhythm steady, that gave both of them what they had yearned for - shouldn't he thank him for wrecking him like this, for making him a fucking mess? Richard didn't need to do much more work, just a few finishing touches and then, they'd find themselves in this creaking, old bed, wondering how they'd hide all those stains they left, where they'd go, how they'd clean up one another - but Yujin didn't feel like being bothered by those intrusive thoughts right about now, actually, he'd rather enjoy if it silence reigned, at least in his head. "Then ... make me ...", the wolf teased once more, hoping that the blonde wasn't taking this seriously, but how else would he take it, actually? There was no need to try and hide it now, he just let all of those noises flow out like that, but he still was seeing those stars and soon enough, he'd be an even bigger mess. It didn't take much, it never actually had and he still was as weak as he remembered - especially when Richard was forcing himself onto him like that. "Richard!", Yujin eventually called out as the grip on the blonde strands of hair eventually grew unbearable - fuck, did he just come? It looked like it, but ... he really did make a mess of both of them, didn't he ... and why on earth was he breathing so heavily? Shit, he needed some air and fuck, his leg hurt.
      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.

    • "You're... not a girl... though...", Richard answered, this wasn't alike, not really, but it felt equally as good, though being the one on the receiving end had been nice too. It didn't matter though, Yujin deserved to be handled like that and Richard meant it in a good way. He helped him not only today but other days too, it was only fair to pay him back and if he could by doing something like this with him, then he wouldn't object to it. This felt good and when he actually pulled back a little and opened his eyes it looked good as well. This room should feel cold, it was made of ice, they were naked and they didn't wrap a blanket around then and yet Richard felt warm, hot even. If he'd ever catch a cold because of something like that, or did his wolf genes make up for it? Wait, he again sounded almost like this would be a regular thing in the future. Would it? Would he mind? Would he shove away Yujin tomorrow once more? Fight with him the next night he showed up? Or did he eventually get over that, because he finally found something that made him feel alive?

      "It's... no work... really...", Richard panted, no this wasn't work, this was fun. He didn't mind if his weary body was the one having to move right now, any soreness and fatigue was just banished from his body as soon as he held Yujin. His eyelids weren't heavy anymore, his eyes not sleepy, he was awake, but he knew that he would grow tired soon enough after this and maybe finally sleep, without any nightmares to wake him. And even if, maybe Yujin stayed with him and it wouldn't be so bad then... Didn't he say before this was only for sex? Fuck. Taking his mind off of things was his priority and so he did, he would make Yujin scream. Richard held him tight and started to breath heavily himself. Yujin was slipping off the edge even more, but it didn't matter, he still moaned and had a good grip on RIchards hair, it almost hurt. Yujin didn't hold back anymore and neither did the blonde. There it was, his name, well it was shit for screaming, but whatever. Richard felt something warm, covering his stomach and even parts of his chest, Yujins too probably. Well... that meant... he could also... he groaned, but out of habit he actually pulled out before anything happened, making a mess of himself and almost shoving Yujin aside too hard. Sure in retrospect it didn't really matter, did it? Nothing could happen, but with a brain absent and in utmost delirium old habits died even harder. Richard needed to catch his breath...

    • A haze of empty words was all there was left, nothing else. Surely, if Yujin gave it another thought, maybe he might have been able to muster some strength, to come up with something, anything in that regard - but right about now, even he was clueless, felt weightless and as if the world around him had lost many of its shapes and colors, as if Richard was at the center of it all. This was ridiculous, wasn't it? Not only had they both somewhat agreed to not leave any strings attached, they also found themselves talking and running their mouths, letting their minds get out of hand and then, ever so suddenly, he found himself laying there, his chest heaving, his heart beating against that ribcage that was keeping it safe and yet, there was nothing he could do about that. They both were stained messes and the slight noise that escaped him, a mix of disapprovement and overstimulation, when Richard pulled out without finishing to make an even bigger mess of them both, or was it just himself? The wolf didn't even know, he wouldn't question it was, what he told himself, because there were plenty of reasons - but all of them evaded him right about now. Wasn't this stupid? Wasn't he stupid?

      "Fuck ...", he breathed out, before he felt a sudden push and ... huh? His grip on Richards hand wasn't as hard as before, he couldn't dig his legs or toes into any of the fabric when he was pushed and he couldn't even grab a blanket fast enough as he was sent tumbling, over the edge off the bed and with a loud thud, he landed there, unable to grab the blonde for support. "Ouch", he complained, let the blonde hear and then, as he did, as he now found himself sprawled across the actual ice floor, it felt awful. There had been carpet in here ages ago, he was sure, but for now, because nobody came here or needed to be here, all of that was gone - and his burning skin was touching cold, frigid ice. As if on cue, he scrambled to his feet, got up - he was a wolf of Silesse, but his mind was worn out and so was his body, so he was afraid of the cold for now, but as soon as he tried to, he felt some pain in his leg, something the opium had rid him off the last time they fucked, but right now, it didn't seem to be any good, did it? Yujin grabbed onto the blanket, pulled himself back up like that and then, he extended a hand towards Richard. "Help, please?", he suddenly asked, gods, he wanted to go back into bed and cuddle, nothing more than that, but his leg was even trying to stand up unbearable - how much more of that shitty painkiller did he have to inhale, actually? "... You ... did a good job ...", he still complimented Richard. "But ... please, help."
      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.

    • Shit. Richard actually didn't want to pull out on him like that, push him away just to make sure he didn't get a fucking guy pregnant. What an idiot he was. He actually felt bad that he didn't hold Yujin close still, that he didn't comfort him... what was this even, a relationship?! Suddenly he felt Yujin grasping for his hand, but he slipped right out, stumbled and made an awfully loud sound when crashing to the floor. Right after he heard a short 'Ouch'. Richard was already on his way to the edge of the mattress he was still on, checking if everything was alright. As he peered over Yujin was trying to get up, not doing all too well. Richard quickly grabbed the hand extended to him, shit he was accidently good at pushing Yujin over edges, wasn't he? "Fuck. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.", he blabbered and was already pulling on Yujins hand, grabbing his arm as well with the second hand and helped him back up. The strain on the muscles in his neck hurt, but he simply pulled through and eventually got Yujin back onto the bed. "Shit. Why did you even compliment me in that situation?", he asked shaking his head, almost smiling. He really felt bad about this, other than the last time Yujin fell off an edge.

      "Are you hurt?", he asked, damn since when did he worry about other people? He slowly let go of Yujin once he was sure he wouldn't fall down again and sat back on his own butt after getting on his knees for a better position. He inspected Yujin carefully, but the candle light made it hard to discern if he was hurt in any way. Richard also refrained from touching him for now, ugh, he was an idiot and all the positive excitement was washed away and he almost felt as shitty as before, instead of satisfied and tired, ready to go to sleep. "I'm truly sorry.", he emphasized again and maybe it was better if each of them got back to their respective rooms now and let this night end. They needed something to wipe themselves off and where were Richards clothes actually? God damn it he didn't even know how to put them on properly and he surely reeked of sweat and other body fluids. Now they both sat here, naked in a ridiculous situation and Richard just wanted to go home all of a sudden...

    • The short excursion that Yujin took, down to the floor, wasn't something that couldn't be forgiven, that much was clear. However, Richard seemed so much more apologetic all of a sudden and now the wolf felt bad for not grabbing onto something useful in the first place, or even having that shitty leg of his hinder him from crawling back into bed immediately. "No ... you're fine ...", he said, still gasping for air. When was this going to stop? His legs felt all wobbly, much like his mind and to be fair, while one of those legs actually hurt, the other was fine - Richard had just ruined him ever so slightly. Speaking of which ... they needed to wipe themselves off, just for now at least and then get a servant to prepare them a bath as soon as they got up again, right? Actually, he didn't want to go anywhere, not that he could, but he also didn't want Richard to go anywhere without him. Shit. That leg of his probably stopped acting up sometime while he was asleep, but for now, that was something he had to take into account. "You were good! And that was the first point where I could ... catch my breath wel enough, to tell you ...", he suddenly admitted, scratching the back of his head, now that he found his way back onto that old and not-so-dusty-anymore bed of theirs.

      "No, just my ... stupid leg. It acts up sometimes", the wolf elaborated, shook his head and once he actually found a soft piece of fabric under his bare ass, he - at least -, felt somewhat invigorated. Shit, this wasn't doing either of them any good, was it? He wanted to go back to that stupid daze he was in earlier, not this weird state of a clear mind, of feeling bad, of feeling ... was the pain actually pulling him out of this? They hadn't smoked enough as it seemed, but Yujin wasn't going to let that get to him, instead, he forced himself on his knees, leaned over and stole a kiss from Richard, looking for support with his arms, before wrapping them around him, pulling him close and pulling him down onto the bed with him, as he let himself fall back. "Stop, we didn't want to think about stuff like that, we wanted to feel good, right?" Yujin grabbed one of the blankets, there were a few of them layered ontop of one another, and started wiping both of their stomachs off, as some sort of precaution - he could always ask to have this washed, or just stuff it in one of the bins around the castle and no one would question it. "Look, I can't go anywhere for the night, but I hadn't planned to - keep me company here, how's that sound? And tomorrow, we'll get to take a bath if we wake up early enough", the wolf chuckled. Was he suggesting all of this to make Richard feel better? Probably. Then again, he was the one that pulled him close once more. "Stop looking at me like that, you did a great job and I like it rough, too ... and I know you didn't do that on purpose, so no hard feelings." Though, he did have somewhat hard feelings for Richard, didn't he?
      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'm still sorry...", Richard mumbled and he felt at fault for ruining the mood like that. He did just want to crash down after their little stunt and fall asleep immedietly before any thoughts hsd the chance to crawl back into his head and instead the world was crashing back down onto him. He even felt bad for that, because Yujin had been the one that fell to the hard ice cold floor and Richard was already making this all about himself again. He probably lookef like a beat puppy left in the rain right now and made Yujin feel as if he had to comfort him, because that was exactly what he did. The high on which Richard was on was just blown away and it was annoying how little it took to pull his mood down to hell itself. "I uh... Thanks. Crappy finish though...", Richard mumbled. Gods, could he sometime soon decide on a personality? Not knowing who he was himself was hard and confusing and right about now he was pulled between being an angry cold bastard again and being a whiny little pussy. He hated this. "I'm truly sorry...", he emphasized once more.

      Somewhat worried he looked at Yujins leg, even though from his perspective it just looked as before. He couldn't help Yujin, couldn't take the pain away and he felt bad for it. It felt like this was his fault even if it wasn't because he fell to the floor. Somewhat even more worried abd shocked he looked at Yujin who fought himself on his knees, but searched for support right away. The kiss was surprising but it felt like pity and that wasn't too nice, still the blonde put his arms around Yujin to help him carry his weight, eventually was pulled down though. "I... Know, but it's kind of late for that. I'm sorry...", he mumbled and looked down to see Yujin wiping both of them off a littlw bit. "Yujin...", Richard sighed furrowing his brows. "I don't think that's a good idea." Though waking up early enough didn't sound hard, Richard doubted he'd sleep well tonight and it was his own fault. "I'll bring you back to your room, I can walk just fine. Then I'll clean up here a little bit and get into my own bed." That was for the best right? After all Richard wouldn't sleep and just keep Yujin awake. His girl would eventually miss him and it was easier to walk around unnoticed right now than it was in the morning. Again Yujin pulled Richard close, told him something that didn't feel all too real to him. "No need to pity me.", he said with another sigh. This was stupid...

    • „There‘s really no need to be”, Yujin gave back, shook his head and he wondered why Richard was suddenly out of it. He didn’t look too pleased anymore, did he now? Were the thoughts getting to him? He probably should have brought booze, too, and clawed himself into those bedsheets - that way he wouldn’t have fallen off of said bed and he, very much, wouldn’t be the root of all this bad mood. “You finished just fine, though”, he reassured Richard and that was, were all of this would stay. In this bed, just like the two of them and then, once they did, there really was no need to think twice about it all - but still, the mood had dropped and all of a sudden, Yujin himself wasn’t sure if he’d he able to sleep tonight anymore. Fuck. “Richard”, he expressed, grabbed the blondes shoulders and then pressed their foreheads together. This wasn’t his strength, but pep talk never was, he wasn’t just able to make all of this work or feel better because he felt like he ought to, that was impossible. Their eyes met, for what felt like the first time in a few hours, even though he knew better - and he bit his bottom lip. Shit.

      “Stop. Apologizing. Understand?”, Yujin suddenly demanded, actually shoving the blonde from him, but he still was soft about it. However, there was no need for him to be mean, which he wasn’t even trying to be. But what was his goal then? Catching Richards attention, distracting him or something entirely else? “If you let go now, you’re going to have a shitty night and I don’t want that”, he sighed, then forced himself up, sat there and looked at the blonde. How the fuck was he going to get him to shut up and think about something else? Actually, he had an idea, but this was incredibly stupid to begin with - which was why he used the fact that he now sat there to undo his hair, to cast even that aside, somewhere, to the clothes and to the vial Richard had definitely chucked into the dark as well. “I’m not pitying you, and you better stop thinking like that. We aren’t going anywhere unless you bring me back to your room and stay there with me”, the wolf insisted, then lay back down to where the blonde was - was this out of desperation or because he had a shiteating grin of his face? Who knew, but Richard still had to be somewhat sensitive, right? Probably, which was why Yujin started to feel him up again, let his hands do what they couldn’t before. “Stop it, we both wanted to have a good night and if you can’t have that because of something silly, I’ll help you”, he chuckled, they could have just smoked more - but jerking off a sensitive Richard seemed easier, huh?
      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 just like that, right? Pleasing everyone, telling everyone everything was alright even if it wasn't, so him telling Richard it was fine wasn't worth a whole lot. Still, he apologized, so he could just let it be, right? But they ought to go back into their rooms, before anyone noticed they were gone, or would see them the next day when they went trough the hallways looking like they did. Also they should wash themselves, should clean up the mess they both made with more than just a blanket that was going to be missing if someone checked this room. What was this room anyway? Why was it sealed away like this and up some random stairs for nobody to use? Yujin grabbed Richard by his shoulders, made him look at him and pressed their foreheads together. What now? Yujin didn't seem alright with what happened right now, he certainly wasn't, because he told Richard to stop apologizing, which he did, but he didn't even nod. This situation was awkward. Yujin was in pain, Richard was tired and had enough of this night and all in all they wanted different things as it seemed.

      Richard was shoved aside slightly and he didn't mind, he just let it happen. "I'm pretty sure I'll have a shitty night anyway and I rather have it alone. I'll just wake you up." He didn't know how bad his nightmares had become, what he had seen before was nothing. It happened more than once that Richard woke up and had to throw up. His stomach couldn't bare it, his mind couldn't either and right about now Richard was pretty sure, whatever happened it wouldn't help him. He didn't even want to do anything anymore, he didn't want to drink or smoke, he didn't want to touch Yujin anymore, he was just tired and exhausted. "You shouldn't stay in my room either, your girlfriend will miss you when she wakes up.", Richard argued and watched Yujin open up his hair and lay back down next to him. "I'm so-ah! What... are you doing?", he asked after being interrupted as he felt Yujins hands on him. A shiver went through his body and like this, right now, it almost hurt to be touched like that. "You're the one... that's hurt...", he said, was he starting to pant, already? Fuck. He softly put his hands on Yujins that were at work there to make him stop, but he didn't do much more but touch him slightly.