bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

Was this going anywhere? They definitely had went somewhere, out here, away from Silesse and its people - away from what he considered to be his life, any kind of normality or whatever he may call it. His life was just as plain as the white snow out here, befitting for a child of Silesse, a prince never to be king - someone that had his fate laid out in front of his eyes, unless unfortunate circumstances would change the tide his life rode on. “Apparently the queen is kind of elusive. I know she has a son our age, but that’s about it - I don’t even know if he has siblings, or if that’s going to be our next king. But that’s besides the point, what did you even call your grandfathers? Their names? Or not?”, Yujin was curious, yet couldn’t speak for himself. Shurens side of the family as all but dead, except for his uncle - his fathers younger brother - that lived far, far away. Muhans side, on the other hand, didn’t fancy him or his siblings, or the fact that their well-loved and respected son was in cohorts with Silesses ruler - which sucked, considering that they lived close-by, yet avoided any and all contact, for whatever reason. “Don’t get too cocky. Try beating someone weaker first.” Yujin himsslf wasn’t a good opponent, though.

Being old never meant anything, Muhan could beat any of his children in a fight any day - his husband was out of question - but Yujin, who’d seen his dad spar quite often, was also fairly convinced that there barely was any opponent he couldn’t take down. “What about Muhan? He is old and not blind and he’s always up for a scuffle. And I’m sure he can show you some of Nayantais weak points.” That was wishful thinking, who knew what the two old wolves knew about one another and who knew what was going to happen after that? Maybe they had an agreement? His hands wandered over different spots all the while and a quite pleased sigh escaped his lips as Richard cast aside his clothing to expose some skin and let Yujin do as he pleased. “So you were considering to suck me off? Ah, fuck. But I’m a good boy, I’m obeying you right now!” Yujin wasn’t even in the mood for sex to begin with, he just put his mind to the task in front of him, but he wished he could lay there like that was well. “You really don’t? What a shame”, he sighed, only to lean forward and go back to massaging Richards back. “Does that even feel any good?”, the wolf eventually wanted to know, but before he did anything else, he leaned forward and arched his own back a bit, just so he could press a kiss on the blondes back and then go straight back to what he was doing before. “Aren’t you ticklish at all? Not anywhere?”

"We didn't visit her often and she never visited us. If anyone was going to visit her it was Nayantai, but my father couldn't join, so he stayed in Myriad with him most of the time. She has three children by the way.", Richard explained. Even though he was related to her, he knew almost nothing about Thrias queen. The relationship between her Nayantai and Rikiya always had been strange, but his grandfather didn't fancy meeting anyone anyway. Sometimes Richard wasn't even sure if he was happy when Dayan and him came by. "I mostly called Rikiya Rikiya, because we learned it that way. Nayantai always referred to him like that. My father changed from Rikiya to 'your grandfather' from time to time, but mostly he meant his own father with that. He, Caelan, was the one I called grandpa most of the time." Richard wasn't quite sure why Yujin was interested in that, but it was no secret after all. "Someone weaker? Like you?", he asked, not even taking that seriously. Richard had fought more fights than Yujin knew of. In town, with someone he didn't even know the name of. He won some, he lost some and he got hurt because of it, but the last time Yujin and Richard met, he didn't even notice it.

"No thanks. I don't need help. Besides, I'm sure even if he knew any, he'd lose to Nayantai." Richard called Nayantai weak, old and blind, but the truth was, he kind of suspected him to be the strongest person alive. It was odd and he knew that it wouldn't be easy to beat him. That was probably the reason Nayantai proposed this way of handling it in the first place. Talkin about other things however helped in letting Richard forget all the shit that had happened back home and all the anger he felt towards his fathers, both of them. Instead also his body tensed down a little, especially when Richard felt Yujins hands on his bare back, warming him up and making him feel better about himself. It reminded him of that one time when Yujin braided Richards hair. It was kind of unsuccessful, but now his hair had grown out some more. "I wouldn't pull out of my dept.", Richard replied and yes, right now Yujin wasn't that annoying. Richard stopped from suffocating himself with the fur and instead turned his head to the side, eyes still closed. "It... yeah it does...", Richard mumbled and after the short kiss his cheeks felt kind of hot and a shiver had run down his spine. Also Yujin was good at massaging him after all. "I'm not in the mood to be ticklish.", he said and frankly he didn't know. He used to be very ticklish, but right now? No.

“I was going to ask why you know more about our queen than I do, but then again, I’m not the crown prince and you’re her nephew. Hm, three? At least she has more than one”, Yujin answered, quite puzzled. Khojin was somebody he’d not met once in his life, but he knew - for a fact - that she didn’t fancy the presence of either of his fathers, much less that of Shuren and he also was fairly aware that no matter what, he’d not get to know why that was, ever. It seemed almost sad, yet he had no interest in the situation to begin with - Yujin of Silesse was selfish, Richard had been right about that, but in a situation like that, he hardly could care about anything but himself. “So you get two grandpas and don’t even call one of them that? Man, I wish I had some. Shurens father died when he himself was barely in his early twenties and Muhans part of the family despises Shuren and my siblings, especially me. Family gatherings are almost boring”, the wolf complained, but he never really cared bout that, or had he? There barely was anything to do, there never had been much in the first place and no matter what, he’d always try and find some sort of excuse when he didn’t want to attend one of Xu’s gatherings in his stead. “Was more thinking one of my dads. Someone weaker than Nayantai, not weaker than you.”

What else was there to do for him, except play the obedient puppy he ought to be? Yujin felt almost at a loss when he thought about how he’d not be able to beat Richard on his own accord either - it sounded as if beating the blonde was something as hard as trying to get his father to give up. There was no blood relation between them and yet they seemed quite similar, didn’t they? “You just said your dad is old and blind and knowing my dad, the two of them sparred god knows how many times. Why not give it a try? You’ll definitely not gain anything from fighting me.” Truth or not, fighting Muhan sounded a lot more substantial for a variety of reasons that Yujin could and would only describe as “it’s just the right thing to do in a situation like that”, even if it might not be, though, he had plenty of time to come up with a better solution than that. “Says the guy that pulled out and threw me out of the bed”, he teased, chuckling all the while he did and keeping the massage going, as if it were to prevent Richard from turning around and doing god knew what to him. Maybe something pleasurable? Who knew. “I’m glad to hear that, but how can someone not be in the mood? Shouldn’t tickling always work? Maybe your ribs are the wrong spot?”, the wolf mused as he leaned down again and while he couldn’t exactly press a kiss against the nape of Richards neck, he lowered the fabric around it ever so slightly with one hand that he’d removed, only to press another soft kiss there and go back to what he’d done just earlier - massaging, nothing more. “Hmm, you know, I’m glad you enjoy the massage, but you’re not going to become one with the fur, right?” That had to be so incredibly comfortable, he grew incredibly jealous already.

"We didn't visit her often and she never visited us, but Nayantai at least knows what is going on in her life.", Richard explained. Actually he didn't know what the relationship between those two was, it was still odd that Nayantai came here instead of asking her for help, but maybe he just wanted to avoid a war? Something about honor again? Then again, what would stop her avenging her nephew, she sure knew about it by now. "Well no. As I said, most of the time I called Caelan grandpa. He spent a lot of time with us actually. Every time my fathers had to be somewhere and didn't want to take us, or we didn't want to go, or were too young, he took care of us. Servants could have done that, but he insisted. We mostly played in the gardens, sometimes we went on trips, but not so often, because Rikiya didn't want to go and my grandpa wanted to stay with him.", Richard told Yujin. Those were great memories and even though his grandfathers were dead, none of them died violently, so it made this memories still good. A little bit sad, but good, because that was just life, people died and both of them died happy he believed. "Why especially you?", he then asked. Yujins eyes? That was silly.

"I don't know... I don't know your dad and it feels odd to ask him something like that. Then I'd prefer Quan I guess, he's a brute after all and our last fight ended in a draw. Then again I guess he is way less experienced in a real fight. With Muhan I haven't exchanged a single word." That would only make Yujin be fire and flame for making them know each other, right? Richard wasn't sure if he should rather stick to someone his age though. Also, Richard didn't like to lose, especially not in front of someone he didn't really know. If his grandpa would have still been alive, he would have asked him, though he was sure he would have happily hidden in Silesse as well. Damn. "You fell.", Richard clarified. Why did Yujin remember that of all things? At least he kept going with the massage and this felt truly good. How long was it? He asked too much of him, didn't he? "There is a right on wrong mood for being ticklish. Trust me. I was very ticklish always, but now, not so much.", Richard answered and shrugged his shoulders, even though it was kind of odd in his current position. But it tickled just a little bit when Yujin touched his neck to move the fabric that was supposed to stay on. A shiver ran down his spine and his hair stood on end, it was probably not the ticklish Yujin meant, but this felt kind of good too, yet surprising as well. Richard hid his face in the fur again. "Why not? It's warm and fluffy...", he mumbled against it. "It's fine if you're getting tired of this though..."

“Hm, and that even though you’re family? But, okay, fair, considering your social standing it’s hard to meet, or at least it was.” Yujin didn’t get why they hid all the way out here in Silesse - was it because, according to his fathers, this was Nayantais home at some point too? It didn’t quite make much sense, though - people came and went by now and it definitely wasn’t as lonely and secure as it had been before the war ended. In reality, everything changed and the truth was that no matter what, if somebody wanted to find Richard and his old man, they would - sooner or later. “Sounds like he’s quite the loving guy. Caelan, at least. Rikiya kind of sounds like, I don’t know, quite the mood killer.” The wolf refrained to ask as to why exactly the two of them were sticking together - the rumors had been there years ago and if he was honest, nobody quite knew their kings relationship with the sheep to begin with, yet, it somehow seemed painfully clear if someone just spent five minutes thinking about it. Or something. “No idea. They just don’t like anything or anyone that’s related to my father. Which is odd, considering they were fine with their wedding.”

Muhan had never cared about what his family told him, be it about Shuren and his apparent misdeeds or about the fact that staying with a man like that might as well kill him one day - but even Yujin viewed those words as silly, once he’d overheard them. Sure, his father proved to be a control freak with some sort of underlying god complex sometimes, but there was worse and he was fairly aware of that, as much as anybody else was. “Quan’s not exactly the best choice - if you want to go that route, ask Jia. I mean, sure, you can ask Quan but he’s quite obvious in the way he moves and I’d say he lacks formal training.” Jia, on the other hand, was not only unnecessarily tall, he also knew how to pack a punch and somehow had time to critique others while fighting them - for some reason, Yujin just thought he either had to be insane or too friendly for his own good, especially when he fought somebody and just won by knocking them off their feet immediately. “You pushed me”, the wolf corrected with a chuckle - he did remember that, his leg had been a bitch after that. “Hm, I mean, it kind of makes sense? But then again it doesn’t, but I’ll refrain from tickling you. Promise.” If Richard was in a mood for something, Yujin would figure that out and no matter what, he’d stick by him anyway. Wasn’t it ridiculous to think about all of this so soon? “Is it? It’s only warm and fluffy because you keep warming it up”, he chuckled, before actually removing those hands of his and shifting his position a bit. “Can’t grow tired of you, though, you know?”, he mumbled and before even asking too much, started kissing Richards back - all the way down his spine from just under the fabric around his neck to the small of his back. Why the fuck was he doing this? At this point, he probably was obsessed with the blonde if anything else.

"I don't think it would have been that hard. I don't know what's going on between them to be honest. She didn't seem to have much interest in me or my siblings too. I don't even know if she knows what happened back home.", Richard answered and he truly didn't. He didn't know what went on in Nayantais head and why he didn't ask the queen for help, instead he asked an old friend he hadn't seen in about twenty years. This was the furthest Nayantai could go, but still. Someone would find them here, he couldn't hide forever. In any case it probably was harder to send someone here to hurt Richard though. "Grandpa was all about family. I think he tried to make up the time he missed with my dad. Rikiya... I think he had enough of the world after the war." But he couldn't be sure. Either way, he pulled back even more from everyone when Caelan died. Sometimes Richard forgot that few people knew the whole truth about his grandfathers. Not to mention about Declan of Alster being Richards great uncle. In this case however he didn't ask himself why Nayantai didn't ask him for help. He didn't know him for most of his life.

"Jia then. Also fine. If he wants to...", Richard mumbled, but he wasn't sure about asking for help, especially those guys. It was kind of embarrassing, wasn't it? But without a true opponent he wouldn't learn much probably. Strengthening his body wasn't enough, especially nit if he went up against his dad. "You just have a habit of falling!", Richard retaliated, didn't he fall off the cliff on his own too? After he asked Richard to push him. Yujin was crazy. "Good then. You don't want me to get annoyed with you and lock you out again, right?", Richard grumbled. He didn't want to be tickled. It has been a long time since Dayan did that, but still, that was kind of his territory. When they were children he tortured Richard all the time when he wanted something from him. It was cold in the tent, but the cave gave some extra shelter and reflected the warmth of the fire burning outside from its walls. As long as Yujin had his hands on Richard, he was warm enough and what he did felt good and relaxing. The wolf however removed his hands soon enough, moved and maybe he did have enough and his palms hurt already. But instead he mumbled some form of compliment that made Richards stomach tickle a little bit. Yujins hair fell next to Richard when the prince leaned down again and then he felt another kiss. Multiple ones actually. Richards chest felt odd and he felt embarrassed once more. He made a short noise, not a moan, but a confirmation that this actually felt good. "You're... odd... for even liking me..."

“Who knows, who cares. That’s nothing we should get ourselves involved in, not that we could do much anyway.”, Yujin mumbled, shrugging his shoulders as if to support the statement - quite the useless gesture if he couldn’t even been seen from here. Surely, the fur had to be comfortable and yes, the wolf wanted nothing more than to hug Richard, but what would they do after that, especially when there was nothing else they could waste their time with until the sun settled behind the horizon and stole away all of the light out here? “So polar opposites? I mean, did they at least get along? What even were they, best friends or something like that?” Yujin could have blurted out what he actually thought instead, but there was nothing that was going to come from that - if Richard wanted to tell him some family secrets, he would, if he didn’t, he wouldn’t - as simple as that. “Jia is a nice guy, ask him and you’ll get what you want. I’m actually surprised you get along with Quan - that fucker is a though nut to crack, usually, and while he does enjoy a good fight, I wouldn’t necessarily call it an useful way to make friends.” Still, Yujin could be wrong, after all, him and Quan were only friends because the latter insisted that he, sad sap and prince never to be king, needed an advisor if the unthinkable happened. Who would use Quan for something like that?

“And you have a habit for trying to push me away.”, he informed his liaison, as if that was even anything to go by. Yujin would come crawling back to Richard for some time, as long as the blonde let him and even when he stopped, he’d still try - it was only fair to call him out for his shortcomings and furthermore, wasn’t it good to be with one another? “Are you? One of these days I’ll barge in and you’ll beg me to stay - and if that happens, I’ll not let you live it down!”, he giggled, fairly aware that until then, Richard had to either soften up completely or he’d become an entirely different person. Yujin knew that he couldn’t dig too deep or else Richard was going to - well, not kill him - but one of these days he’d wind up with more than getting yelled at, or at least being given the cold shoulder. Out here, he felt as if he had to be extra careful - he didn’t want the blonde to run off, he didn’t want him to be alone and he didn’t want to be alone himself either. “If I tell you the usual as to why I like you, you’ll just say there’s nothing likable about you.”, he grumbled and as if he wanted to make it sound like that actually pissed him off, he wandered back up, just to bite into the blondes shoulder for a short while. After that, he did inch upwards, to place his legs around Richards sides and use his hands to stem himself up. “Maybe I just find you irresistible. Whatever I do, I can’t get you out of my head, it sometimes gets ever so slightly annoying”, he whispered into the blondes ear, before taking one of his hands to tug at the fabric around Richards neck, just slightly. “Can I take this off?”, the wolf asked almost sheepishly, pulling it down anyway to bite Richards neck.

"You're right.", Richard mumbled. His aunt was not of much help, he didn't even recall her face clearly. Maybe she was angry at Nayantai and Rikiya for abandoning the throne and leaving it for her to deal with. "Get along? I... well. I could tell you a big secret?", Richard said, but then he thought about it again. He didn't talk about Caelan and Rikiya being a couple, no, he talked about Rikiya who actually had been raised as a sheep and was half one just like Richard. There weren't many people who knew. Now that he was dead and the throne with his daughter though, it wasn't that important anymore and the chances were high Yujin forgot about it again anyway. But yes Yujin was right, they were opposites, but opposites atract, right? After all his fathers were opposites too, very much so actually. "Maybe I will ask him to train with me... couldn't hurt I guess." Unless Richard lost and he'd feel bad about it. "Quan? I feel like he's very simple minded. What's hard to deal with him in that?" Was that mean? Well Richard didn't know, whatever. It seemed like Quan always said and showed what he thought, except his apparent crush on Kun maybe, but still. He was a tease and a showoff, in the end however, Richard had no reason to dislike him.

"The first time you wanted me to push you." That was with physical pushes, Richard tried to push Yujin away emotionally multiple times, but it never worked out for some reason. "Maybe I'll lock you out of this tent right now!", Richard replied, but he didn't mean it, he didn't want to move, not when he felt this good and Yujin let him relax like that. He wasn't angry at Yujin to begin with, not right now and his initial anger dissipated by talking about something else than Richards siblings or Nayantai. "Because there isn't much... I'm mostly mean to you. I know that. Even if I don't mean it often enough...", Richard mumbled, but maybe he shouldn't have admitted that in the first place. Sometimes he just felt like lashing out at anyone who happens to be near him and since Yujin was sticking to him most of the time, it hit him the hardest probably. Richard felt Yujins warm breath on his skin, felt his teeth. It was as if Yujin was reprimanding him like that. Afterwards Richard turned his neck for a moment to see what Yujin was doing, who inched further up. It was odd, Richard didn't like to lose control since what happened, but he didn't mind being buried under Yujins weight and probably couldn't move if he sat down completely. "WHat are you thinking about when I'm in your head then...?", Richard wanted to know and the sudden change in atmosphere made a shiver run through his body and ended in his toes twitching slightly, but else he didn't move. While Yujin was still asking he already pulled on the fabric around Richards neck and every time he pulled it off, Richard felt his heart sink to his stomach. It wasn't necessarily a bad feeling, he just felt oddly exposed. He closed his eyes again when he felt Yujins teeth once more, this time on his neck. His breath brushing against his skin made a shiver run through Richards body yet again. "Mh... why do you want to see that every time? It's not very pretty...", he asked.

“Like what kind of big secret? That you’re madly in love with me?” A laugh escaped his lips just then and there, because, why not? He’d not think that Richard would dare himself to make that kind of confession, Yujin even doubted that it had an ounce of truth, but he could at least dream for a little while longer, couldn’t he? “Jokes aside, if you want to share, I’ll definitely listen. Rest assured your secret will be in good hands.” What kind of secret could it even be? There was nothing Yujin didn’t want to know, yet there also wasn’t anything he’d tell anyone - it was like collecting some sort of wisdom and then not sharing it, because in the end, it never mattered why or what was happening, as long as it did happen. “Training always hurts, one way or the other, but it doesn’t quite matter why or what that is. You’ll grow stronger either way.” Richard wanted nothing more than that, Yujin was fairly aware - he wanted to beat his father and then he wanted to go, leave Silesse behind forever, but that was all he could gather so far. What would he even do if he couldn’t beat those in his way? He’d not come crawling back down here for sure. “Quan is about as stubborn as you can be. That kind of makes him even worse.” Was that even all there was to the brunette? “But you’re right, he’s useless.”

“Did I?” What was that about again? Ah, right - falling into crashing waves. Yujin grimaced. “And in the end, we both got wet and you lost your coat. Now that I think about that, I still owe you one.” No, he didn’t. He’d left one? Or two? Or none? At the hut, he was fairly certain but that didn’t mean he could call Richard out like that, he’d forget about it in no time anyway and something told him he’d not be seeing any coat he’d give to Richard for a good, long while. “You wouldn’t dare!” The blonde would pull him out by his hair, wouldn’t he? “You don’t mean it? That’s what I figured. Sure, it hurts sometimes, but it can’t be that bad if I come back for more.”, Yujin mumbled, already obsessing over patches of Richards skin, seemingly at random. He kept kissing some, other he bit out of nowhere and others he just tentatively sucked on - why was he doing that? Wasn’t that supposed to be a massage? “Nothing I recall.”, the wolf suddenly blurted out, wandering back to the nape of Richards neck and eventually pulling the fabric away for real, as if it only got in the way of what he was actually about to do. Soft kisses were soon pressed against Richards neck, some turning into tentatives bites before he started sucking on some of those spots as well - it was a small area but that was enough skin to obsess over and turn blue and black anyway. “I’m kidding. Sometimes it’s something incredibly innocent, like taking you for a stroll through Silesse in the dead of the night or just holding your hand. Other times I have to think about how nice your skin looks, how your gaze is almost glued to me when I do something to you and how much I’d like to ruin it all, ruin you. But there’s not a lot of opportunities to do that, you know?”, the wolf chuckled, absolutely mesmerized by the blonde, maybe even since day one. “I also like hearing your voice, especially when it trembles as much as the rest of you under my touch.” What was he? A sadist? Yujin actually thought he was far from that, there was no chance in hell. “It’s still a part of you and I might as well appreciate everything of you wholly and not half-assedly. You deserve that, even if you don’t want to hear it.”

"No nothing like that...", Richard sighed. He wasn't, he couldn't, he would leave so why would he bind himself to somebody out here, someone he'd leave eventually. Yujin was nice to be around, his company helped, even if Richard didn't want to admit that. His messed up brain helped too, because he could find an excuse to get closer to him, since Yujin would forget Richard once he was gone anyway. "About Rikiya and Caelan being in love even before the war began.", Richard explained, but left it at that for right now, left Yujin guessing. Wasn't it fun to tease him a little bit with something he didn't know and needed to wrap his head around first? It was quite a statement and not many people knew that. Richard always wondered why this had been kept a secret in the first place. Well probably because it would have made the dead king less of a hero if they told everyone that it had been his father who started it over some stupid crush in the first place. Rain never wanted to be a hero, but he was made one by many after all. "Well I hope so, I don't want to stay here until I outlive Nayantai...", Richard mumbled then, it was a harsh thing to say, but he couldn't take it back. "I didn't say that. But I won't argue about it either." Yujin always kind of looked down on Quan. Maybe because after all he did take him responsible for what happened to him?

"You did, you maniac.", Richard nodded, then he wanted to save him from falling and got dragged down with Yujin. He never had felt that cold ever in his life. He was surprised he was still alive too, they easily could have landed on a patch of ice and died right then and there. "It's fine. Nobody wants me to wear my own coats out here anyway." Right now he also worde those Thrian clothes, right? Well it was warmer like that. Though right now he technically didn't wear it, because his coat lay outside and he got rid off the fabric covering his upper body as well. "I would. But right now I'll let you stay.", Richard replied and then sighed a little. "Sometimes just being alive is bugging me..." Wasn't it that? Every little thing could make him explode after all, but not always. And while Yujin sat there, cared for Richard and caressed him with kisses and soft bites, it was easy for him to pry out things like that. Richard seemingly talked a lot when Yujin put him in the right mood. Right now Yujin gave Richard slight goosebumps and he wondered if it was alright to just lay there and do nothing at all. His heart soon started to flutter just a little bit, only because Yujin didn't stop obsessing over the skin on Richards neck, some of it disgustingly molten, some not. Why was Yujin saying all those things now? it made Richard blush and he hid his face in the fur again. "Stop that... it's embarrassing", he grumbled, but he couldn't be mad at Yujin for this. Richard would have lied if he said all of which he said wasn't true...

“Aw, sucks. And here I thought you’d ask me to stay with you forever and ever!”, the wolf laughed, his voice sounded almost hoarse and sort of confused, though, but it was nothing - he had expected the answer. It didn’t hurt. Richard didn’t have to be madly in love with him, just slightly was enough as well - Yujin was fine with that and he’d pry that out of the blonde as well, he just had to be as sly as possible about it, didn’t he? That, however, was nothing he was good at, especially not in Richards presence and it almost felt like a shame that it was that way. “Eh, whaaat?” What on earth did he just hear? Thrians were quite the free people, but he’d never heard of their former king having a liaison with something like a fullblown sheep, much less a menace on the battlefield like Caelan of Fhaergus was heralded by the wolves. “You’re telling me they were like, actually, definitely in love? Next you’ll tell me Rikiya isn’t a fullblown wolf or some insane stuff.” Given, he had sharp teeth - apparently - and tracing things back to Daein had always been a pain in the ass. People always ate others and he was trying to make a point out of it, which was exactly why he continued maltreating Richards neck - not too hard, but not exactly soft anymore, either. Richard couldn’t leave, that was just mean - what would he do without the blonde then?

“I was just trying to be friendly”, he growled, almost as if nothing was going to deter him from getting what he wanted - especially not some stupid words flung at him. His touched grew softer again, though, and he chuckled - he wasn’t a wild animal. “I do, they look as good on you as your thrian clothing does. Maybe you could get them stuffed with something, though? That way they’d keep you warm out here. Or just outlined, like, warm and soft sheep wool sown on the inside?” One suggestion that felt out of place, but he didn’t even know what he wanted from Richard himself, not when he let one of his hands wander up his arm, the touch itself almost ghastly - Yujin did enjoy the tenderness of the moment, but this wasn’t what his partner had wanted, this wasn’t a massage anymore. “How nice of you, I’ll make it worth your while, then.”, he promised all of a sudden, as if anything up until now wasn’t anything important to the blonde so far. What was he going to do? No oil be damned. “Mh, I can’t say I definitely share that sentiment, but we’ll find a solution to that.” Whatever it may be, Yujin wasn’t sure himself, not when he kept kissing and sucking at Richards skin, just to see the slightest of reactions, anything - and he was rewarded with a face, hidden by heaps of fur. “Stop complimenting you? No way in hell. You tend to look quite mesmerizing, I can’t get the slight blush you have on your face when I say something embarrassing out of my head, I can’t get the way your body trembles under my touch out of my head … but you know, I can stop now, you got your massage, right?”, the wolf teased, whispered into Richards ear as he leaned forward. “Or did you come up with a suitable reward for yourself? Hm? What’s it going to be?” Yujin licked over the shell of Richards ear and chuckled, almost silently - he did enjoy all of this a bit too much, though, having power over someone was exhilarating.

"We're far from that...", Richard mumbled and hoped they wouldn't have that discussion again. Sure, Richard didn't manage to let Yujin go or to ignore him completely, but he also couldn't commit to anything worthwhile. Maybe in another life it would have been possible, but not right here and not right now. Either way, Yujin was occupied with something else right now, right? And he didn't even know how close he shot to the truth with his jokes. "They were mad in love actually, so much in fact that my grandfather helped start the war against Thria over him.", Richard explained further, but he didn't tell everything right away, that would have been boring, right? "And you're actually right, Rikiya was a half wolf. His mother was the duchess of Alster, his father some wolf from Daein." There was still so much more to this story, about who Rikiya was before gaining that Thrian name of his. It was clear though, why this never was shared with many people. Yujins fathers probably knew, but Richard wasn't sure about that one. "Ah-!", he let out though sharply when Yujin bit a bit harder than before, because Richard apparently said something incredibly stupid.

"Is this how you become friends with someone? Asking them to throw you off a cliff?", Richard asked, was that what happened with Quan? Probably not. Hopefully not. That would make a tragic story. "I don't know. Seems like a hassle and I need something less warm when I go back anyway... it's fine. Actually not wearing my coat at least saves it from being worn and old looking." He had something of his former life, something that was still in good shape, it was fine if his coat remained in his closet. Yujin started to caress Richards arm now and the blonde almost didn't dare move. He didn't know where this was going, or if Yujin expected a certain reaction from Richard, but he let him do what he wanted for now. He kind of truly tried to make letting him stay worth while, didn't he? The kissing continued and Richard slightly twitched under that touch from time to time. Yujin kept going with the compliments in between though now he only did it to make Richard blush even more, wasn't he? He knew what Richard was doing, coming all close, whispering in Richards ear and even using his tongue. Another shiver ran down Richards spine, face still hidden in the fur. "I don't want anything specific...", Richard mumbled, almost like a child that knew it had somehow lost a game he didn't even know they were playing. But this felt nice, he just didn't know how to react to all of this.

“I’m only joking.”, Yujin answered and he knew that he might not be, that there was a knot in his stomach that felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. He’d been able to shake all of those feelings off before, it had been enough to just indulge in and with his fellow wolf, almost as if there was nothing wrong about it, but suddenly it proved kind of difficult to just reprimand himself that he’d forget either way, that it didn’t matter if he felt something for him now - it never would, it never had for that matter, this wasn’t just going to go away, at least Yujin had a hunch and it pissed him off, enough to go back to biting, the noise that Richard made almost affirmative of the fact that he enjoyed being handled rougher than softer. “Oh by the gods, that sounds like some sort of overly romanticized lovestory only that it really happened. So, our former king is literally responsible for the war? What the fuck, Richard.” On what kinds of drugs was this guys family to begin with? His grandfathers were the former king of Thria and one of Adrestias most feared people and his parents were, well, the now-former king of Adrestia and his lapdog, who, by any means, was the scariest person Yujin had ever laid his eyes on. Except maybe Shuren. “How on earth did nobody notice that? He didn’t even look adrestian!” Sheep definitely had tomatoes for eyes, then again, maybe that was something good? No, it couldn’t be.

“No, only with the stubborn blonde ones called Richard.”, Yujin quickly answered as if nothing else was quite important to him either way. Making friends - and something more - with Richard had somehow kind of been what he’d wanted for the first moment he’d seen him, if only because he couldn’t stand looking at that sad sap. “You’re right about that, so while you’re here you can keep wearing these clothes, or any thrian ones. I bet they’re more comfortable anyway.” Adrestian clothes looked tight, incredibly so and even if they’d move to slightly warmer climate, those clothes would still make for a good pillow or blanket - something that everyone needed, sooner or later. But … Richard was going back, there was no need to wonder if he could deny any of that to himself and almost, as if he didn’t like that either, he bit the blonde once more, hard at that. “Nothing specific? You have to be honest and clear with me, I’m just a bad dog, I need orders, you know? Otherwise I can’t prove to you how good I can be”, the wolf mused and apologetically licked over the spot on Richards neck that bit quite hard, twice by now. Not enough to draw blood, but there was an indent of his teeth - he liked that. “Only having your back to myself is boring, can you turn around for me? Or do you still not take orders?”

Was Yujin joking? Richard couldn't tell, especially not when he didn't see his face. But there was no use in leading him on and making him believe in something that would never happen. It would also not be of any use if he let himself be bullied to agree to any form of commitment, only because it made Yujin happier. He didn't intend to lie to him, even though he also didn't tell him the whole truth, about what he'd do when he got back to Adrestia. The bite felt like he wasn't okay with it though. "Kind of. He ran off, because the duke of Alster found out about him not being his son at all. He tried to kill him and he killed his mother. While at the same time he told my grandpa that wolves were responsible for her death and Rikiyas, former Ronans, disappearance. He did that to get him to side with him, to convince the king to start a war he wanted all along anyway. That's the story I was told, though my grandpa blamed himself for the war until he died. He never let anyone blame it all on Rikiyas father when he was present.", Richard explained. It had been stupid, starting a war over a guy. "He didn't find out Rikiya was alive until Nayantai found him in Silesse and dragged him with him.", he added. "Rikiya had Daeins teeth, but no Adrestian ever saw someone from Daein up close to confirm that I believe. Other than that he could have been both very much. His mother and her husband both had dark hair and dark eyes and his half brother doesn't look much different from him, even though he doesn't share wolf blood."

"I don't think Adrestian clothes are uncomfortable.", Richard said, but he also was used to it. If anything he thought those Thrian ones were odd, dangling away on all the wrong places. Even if he wore something he felt kind of naked and exposed? "Have you even worn some in your life?" He doubted it, were would he have them and why would he try them on? Well he did wear a shirt and pants from Richard when they were sick at least. "Ouch...!", Richard suddenly let out when he got bitten again, this turned way less tender very quickly and this time Richard didn't even do anything wrong. "You did just f-" Richard flinched when he felt Yujins tongue on his skin all of a sudden, it was like he go electrified for just a second and his whole body tingled momentarily. "-fine the last couple minutes.", he ended his sentence. He actually didn't know what he should ask Yujin for. The prince wanted him to turn around, huh? Richard didn't know why, but he complied, though he brought some fur he used as a pillow up until now with him to still hide his face. So now he lay on his back, had some crumpled up fur in front of his face and held it with both his arms as if he was cuddling it.

"Both sides of my family have been struck by misfortune for at least two generations. My grand-grand father on the Fhaergus side of the family, got a sister that died way too young and from that their grew a small struggle between him and his brother. No war, no bloodshed, but nonetheless tragic. Fhaergus blood is strong, strong enough to almost overshine all wolf genes I have, but at the same time it carries weakness. You just need to look at me or my dad, or his late aunt he never even met.", Richard explained. His father had been sick all his life and Richard had a body that sometimes didn't work as intended either, Yujin probably didn't even remember that though. It happened only once since he got here, but he knew it could happen again any time. They talked about it briefly on the way here, but Richard was never sure what Yujin truly did remember and what not. He didn't know if he recalled dragging the collapsed Richard back into the hut and in his bed. "Nayantais family isn't better. The war took much from him. And Rikiya was born into a broken family to begin with." None of them had it easy. "it's in the past though. You don't need to try and put your little head around it." If he called himself small-brained, why wouldn't Richard agree? "Matchmaker? Not really. My grandpa got Nayantai out of the kings prison and left him with my father. Nayantai remembered his face and when he saw him in Silesse he brought him back to Rain, not to Rikiya. It was just some big coincidence the two of them found each other again. I don't think Nayantai liked my grandpa very much, he respected him though." Richard didn't exactly know why Yujin was so scared of Nayantai to begin with, but he told Richard not for the first time. "Nayantai isn't scary. He's here because he doesn't want to fight anymore, right? Besides, he's actually very kind and caring, he just doesn't talk all that much." Nayantai would probably kill an army if they wanted to hurt Richard, but on the other hand, he seemed like he had enough of all the fighting. He also wouldn't do anything to Yujin. Not for him spending time with Richard, not even if he'd break his heart, or his leg, none of them mattered much to him, at least that was what Richard thought. "Everyone always knew I am half wolf, so why would they question it? The only thing odd with me is that I'm of Fhaergus, but I don't have blue eyes. Instead I have this wolfish color, though not so much shape. Then again, many people in Stenz have eyes like that. But they also like Thrians more than just as neighbors as it seems."

"Rikiya looks more Adrestian than Thian to me, so the question should be if no wolf ever questioned it. I don't know about that though, I don't think anyone knew they had half a sheep as king. Which is also why this is kind of a family secret I guess.", Richard explained slowly. But he was sure Yujin wouldn't tell anyway. "It actually helps with not getting stuck all the time. Thrian clothes are too much fabric and it's all over the place.", Richard argued against. Yujin didn't even know as long as he didn't try. "You shouldn't bite your owner dog...", Richard eventually mumbled into the fur. He didn't know if he wanted to be trated rough or soft, the ghastly touched had been nice though. Once Richard turned around he already felt Yujins breath and lips on him. He felt him kissing his way up his stomach, making him twitch slightly. It was a good thing he kept the fur on his face. But Yujin wasn't content with that, which should have been clear from the start, probably. "Maybe I don't want to show my face...", Richard grumbled, the fur still covering his face. What was he? A child? He sighed and slowly let go of the fur, but he didn't remove it from his face himself.

Misfortune-stricken was actually putting it lightly, though this was no contest and it didn't matter who suffered the most. If it was Nayantai probably won on that one anyway, not Richard. Not only had he lost the same people Richard lost, his life had been full of hardships before that too. Yujin had been right when he said Nayantai probably just didn't want to lose the only son he had left, but Richard couldn't keep on living feeling like he did and Nayantai couldn't either, could he? He'd always been more on the quiet side, he'd always looked sad when he thought no one looked at him and he looked like he cried every other time shooting him a glance after Richards father died. Nayantai and Richard both ran from each other and didn't want to share the grief they were both experiencing, there had been only one true moment of that and it was because Richard wanted to put a cross on the cliff he sat on so often. A cross for Dayan, Flora and Atwick, to remember them and have a place to go to. They got some wood, Nayantai carved it in, so it would look pretty and they hammered the pieces together. They put it up there and sat for a while without saying anything until Richard got cold, but then they just stayed some more and Nayantai gave him his coat. maybe that also was the reason why Richard didn't think much of the grave down here to begin with, for him it wasn't out of the ordinary, though the heart very much was. Why was it him this happened to? Richard didn't answer anything, he feared his voice would just tremble and he didn't want to think about it to begin with. "I'd exchange eyes with you if I could...", he said though. He wanted his fathers eyes, not these stupid ones and Yujin wanted it the same, no blue eyes no one knew where they were coming from.

"Even out here...?", Richard asked, not sure about that one. He felt the looks on himself, because of his blonde hair. There may be a bunch of half wolves at the border, but there was barely a sheep in sight out here, Richard doubted there was anyone besides him. The last sheep coming here had been a prisoner for some while. "When I say the same about your eyes you reject the compliment. So we both should stop trying make the other feel good about their eyes.", Richard pointed out. It was no use. Richard didn't hate his eyes, but he wished it differently and Yujin hates the blue color of his very much, that much he made clear, even though Richard told him they were pretty. "They are all wide and unnecessarily big...", Richard just answered. He knew that Nayantai also had different clothes, some more suitable for quote on quote warmer regions of Thria, like Jehanna. But they too were weird to Richard and when he ran with those the fabric got easily stuck between his legs. "You did good on your own up until now..." Richard didn't know what he wanted, probably just feel something different than sorrow, grief and anger over his situation. He didn't want to show his face that kept switching from showing his embarrassment to showing his depressive mood. He liked the hands he felt on his body, the warmth, the slight tickle and the way it made his heart feel heavy for other reasons than usual. He still didn't see Yujin, but he knew exactly where he sat himself, he felt a hint o his weight on his body and his legs next to his sides. "I'm not scared!", Richard complained and said the only other thing his brain came up with right now. "My godlike face would just melt away your eyes if you looked at me for too long." Yujin didn't take the fabric off Richards face, just shoved it up a little bit so he could kiss his neck. The feeling on Richards burnt skin was odd and shifty. He was sensitive and not at the same time, but either way, whenever Yujin touched him there his heart felt like sinking to his stomach. It wasn't a bad feeling, it just made him shiver and tense. Richard still couldn't see and he wasn't able to change that anymore once Yujin grabbed his wrists to move Richards hands above his head, holding them in place there. "I'm getting cold if you don't touch me...", he mumbled, that wasn't really an answer to Yujins question, was it? But the fact he couldn't see, the fact he got held in place like this, his hands above his head and Yujin pinning him to the ground with his own weight, that felt good, didn't it? "Is this something you daydream about when I'm haunting your mind?", he wanted to know.

Yujin was right, they couldn't change how their eyes looked or anything else they were born with. Cutting ones hair was really the only sption for change in that regard and looking at Yujin Richard suspected he had never done that in his hole life. Richard did, but then again he just let it grow however it pleased most of the time. Too short wasn't his thing anyway and as long as his hair didn't annoy him, it was totally fine. They probably were long enough for some stupid braids now too. He had been here for way too long already. "Anything else you want to snatch off of me?", Richard asked then, somehow interested. Was there anything he'd take from Yujin if he could? For not moving around much, at least not training, he was built quite well, but then again whenever Richard saw him eat it wasn't much to begin with. He probably shouldn't have compared him to himself though. Richard inherited his appitite from his grandfather, at least that was what Rikiya told him every time they ate together and Richard stuffed meat after meat in his mouth. Caelan didn't eat that much back then, did he? But Rikiya told him he did eat a lot when they both were still young. About fitting in, Richard wasn't sure. He believed Yujin just said that to make Richard feel better. But that was unnecessary, he wouldn't stay or live here anyway. He didn't care if people accepted him, or did he? "I've dealt with some stupid comments...", Richard sighed, yeah he did, it gave him a reason to get into a fight. "Huh? I... don't know. They are heavy. In Myriad even the winters aren't that cold, we wore more then, but never this much. In summer we had just some loose fabric, or when we went to a lake or beach, not even that. Just some short pants." Well except his father, but that was a different story.

After all that talking it seemed like Yujin wanted to go back to use his mouth differently, at least while he didn't have to say something himself. Richards hands were still held over his head and his body pinned to the ground if he tried to move. But he didn't, why would he have moved in the first place? Yujin didn't get enough of that scar, huh? Some touches on it electrified Richard and made his body twitch slightly. "Kissing it good... won't work...", he mumbled eventually, even though he knew that that wasn't even Yujins intention. But it wasn't enough anyway since Yujin was so careful there but wanted to do something else. He moved to other places and it slightly stung when Yujin sucked on a spot to make it turn red and probably eventually blue at some point. With all those clothes it was easy to hide it most of the time, especially since Richard covered his neck anyway. Even if it wouldn't be, Nayantai already suspected something between them, so what did it matter? There was no one else who kept Richard company anyway. Yujin seemed like he was truly having fun, because he continued with this for a while, even turning some often visited spots numb slowly. Of course Richards own stupid statement was met with something condescending, something somewhat witty and Richard asked himself why it was so hard for him to decide on something or to ask Yujin for a certain action. It was another attempt to get an order out of him, but Richards mind went blank in that regard and he had been too embarrassed to order anything anyway. He touched him again, warmed up his skin that got cooled down by the frigid air. As long as there was the nearby fire, the warmth reflecting cave walls and the fact that there was still daylight, Richard was fine though, as long as Yujin kept somehow close, even without anything covering the skin on his upper body. "Ah!", he let out when he felt a sensation he didn't expect and not only his cheeks had flared up, it was probably his whole body that took on a red-ish color on certain spots. He slightly squirmed under that touch and even pulled on the hand that held his own slightly. The soft quivering continued when Yujin started to kiss Richards skin again and his soft lips touched the blondes skin on unexpected spots he could literally not see coming. Maybe he was a little bit ticklish right now, but not in the 'laugh out loud' kind of sense of the word. "Are you... always like that when you... like someone?", Richard asked. Thinking about him so often? Did he really? "What's the... worst of it though...?"