bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

"That doesn't sound very convincing, but I'll take you up on it, then!" Was Richard scared of his dad of all people? Honestly, there was nothing to be scared of when it came to Shuren - he was quite the eccentric guy, that was something almost everyone knew, but aside from that, there weren't many shortcomings on his part. If anything, wasn't it more like his old man being somebody that, not only denied himself any and all human contact he thought of as hostile? Whatever, Shuren could be weird, Yujin knew that too - but he'd never be scared of his own father, he was lacking a reason to and just thinking about it made him wonder if nobody shared that sentiment. "Missed my chance, what a bummer", the wolf complained, as if he couldn't get quite the opportunity to ruin Richard later - it all was a matter of time, of patience, nothing else and as long as he didn't seriously waste it, there was nothing wrong with thinking about it for a bit too long. Why did he like the blonde so much in the first place? Was it because no matter what, he'd always find himself doing stupid stuff in one way or the other? Or was it because all of this was just hilariously dumb in its own way? "You want to break it again sometime? Actually, I shouldn't even give you the opportunity and break yours for a change.", he merely joked, but who knew?

"If I tied both of us up, we'd need someone to help us and if I can't move as well, we'd be as good as useless. Maybe just gagging and blindfolding on my part, I can still take that off if I need to." Who would he even ask? Quan? By the gods, he really didn't want someone as snarky and stupid as the brunette watching him and Richard do something out of the ordinary, or even rigging the situation so he'd get something out of that too - actually, Yujin did find that embarrassing. "When do I not curse at you?" Most of the time, but he did have quite the loose mouth when Richard was being mean to him, or anyone else for that matter. Did that mean he had no manners? Probably not, but it also meant he was shit at holding back. "It didn't feel bad, you can do it again.", he concluded. What next? Maybe he'd just give Richard a permission slip to show up at the castle whenever, to do whatever he wanted, even if it sounded silly and he knew that the sole reason the sheep would even come there wasn't exactly him but rather the baths. "Hey, that sounds like I'd fuck anyone out in the open! And hm, I don't think I have a lot of preferences? I mean, I do like ruining you a bit, but that can go either way. Does marking you even count?" Why on earth would he even have bitten the blonde if it didn't? He wanted to own him in some form - and that sounded creepy enough. "Okay then, Richard le- hey!", the wolf blabbered upon finding the meat being pulled away from him and in true animal fashion, he bit down a bit harder, only to rip off a piece - the spoils went to the victor, which was Richard in this case. "Why are we like this?", he asked, not really meaning it, and giggling ever so slightly about it.

"I mean, I get that, you already were antsy enough about showing me. But don't worry, my father is really the last person you should worry about." Shuren was, by no means, someone that boasted about knowing somebody elses secret, was loud and proud for wasting somebodies time or anything along those lines - Yujin knew him as secretive, not much else and aside from that, he'd not want to deal with anything that wasn't what he wanted either way. His best guess, by any means, was that he himself couldn't allow anyone to waste away and that trying to help them was just the nature of things - Yujin thought that at least, but that wasn't important. "You don't intend to, but accidents can happen and rest assured, I really won't hold it against you." Except he was mad at him the last time, wasn't he? Mad wasn't the right word, rather upset and despite vowing to not give in to stupid feelings again, he had and the amount of things that had happened because of that were almost astounding. Happiness consisted of many things, yet Richard - often enough - seemed to be the exact opposite to that. "And what would you do after you've tied me up, then?" More importantly, what did he want to do? Keeping his hands to himself and being unable to touch anyone or anything sounded like a bonafide nightmare.

"Strange? Wouldn't it be weirder if I randomly cussed you out in silessian or thrian for that matter? Actually, did your dad never teach you any of the regional accents?" Yujin had wondered about that for a while - Richard seemed as if he had no clue what was going on when somebody talked in a silessian accent or something else and the only way Yujin could communicate with him when using thrian was, with all means considered, the main language that any tribe shared. But why was that? His old man ought to know where he came from, but maybe it was for conveniences sake? Learning a regional accent and nothing else was worse than the other way around. "I think that she thought that was her doing? I can't quite recall, but it has to be something along those lines", he mumbled. He'd found that recalling things he did with Richard was easier for whatever reason, but that didn't mean that other stuff, related to that, stuck as well. In the end, Yujin would forget all of it either way, once his mind deemed it unecessary to remember. "I was drunk. Optimistic. And I like trying crazy stuff!" That was ... not wrong, was it now? Not only that, Richard just assumed too much, didn't he? "What's the limit anyway? I can try to bite harder and longer if you want, but I don't want you to look like you got mauled by a wild animal." Or a really pissed off Yujin who'd want nothing more than Richard for himself until hell froze over. Actually, what did he even want in the first place? "Two wild animals fighting over a piece of meat.", Yujin chuckled, as if it hadn't become painfully apparent that they were so much more than that, too. He did take the cheese, no questions asked, and then nibbled on it. "Also we're unbearably cute right now." Why, though? Because this was fun and they were having fun? He'd vomit from the tenderness - actually, wasn't that Richards role? "Then we'll kill two birds with one stone and I'll drag you to a tailor!" The short kiss was enough to make him blush this time, despite it not even being on the lips and as if another piece of meat would shut Richard up, he offered it to him.

"Mh, I get what you mean, kind of. You really don't have to show anything to anyone if you're not comfortable with it. If anything, I'm here to help and I'm already glad you showed it to me of all people in the first place", Yujin confessed eventually. It was nice to be able to talk about things so openly with Richard, definitely when there wasn't much to be done about a few things in the first place - the ugly scar on his throat would remain, whatever he wanted it or not and Yujin was sure that no matter what, he would be unable to help himself or others either way when it came to issues like those. But why? He had tried to become someone, someone that his father cherished and loved, and while he thought he did, he also - often enough - found himself wondering if he was good enough in the first place. The blonde, most likely, shared a same sentiment and together, they just seemed sad and lonely, despite being with one another. "You don't want me to get hurt or you don't want to hurt me? That's two different things.", he clarified, as if Richard didn't also know that. Surely, there'd be something they could fret over or something they could waste their thoughts on, but other than that, maybe it wasn't so bad to go somewhere with him, to drag him out of his shell and show him all the places in and around Silesse that Yujin liked so much - Richard didn't feel at home, so Yujin was the one that should be fixing that for him, wasn't he? "Hmm, I'd like you to screw me over, just the tiniest bit. How's that sound?" As far as feelings went, he could have voiced that better, but also, if Yujin was honest, he was the one that clung to the specifics of hope, to the little speck of dust that called itself Richard and the heart he was trying to win over - was any of this much use? Not only was the question itself weird, he also wasn't even sure if the blonde wanted him to worm his way into his heart.

"Guess I'm just odd, then." Yujin had many flaws, plenty of them and if he wasn't exactly known for the fact that no matter what, he did try his best to make everyone smile, maybe he'd be considered even weirder and maybe, just maybe, there was no definite way of knowing if he hadn't already abandoned all of his principles in the first place. "Hm, do you want to learn some of it, then?" This was a legimitate offer, one that probably sounded odd when he tried to cuddle up just a tiny bit more and force himself against Richards skin - and then, he bit the blondes collarbone, almost incredibly soft, as if to show him that he could bite back. At least his finger didn't hurt to bad, that was nice, wasn't it? "With you as my victim, yes." Wasn't it odd, though? Yujin liked speaking with Richard, liked being this close to him and then, when he did realize something wasn't as it shouldn't be, it most likely was for the fact that his girlfriend was going to become his fianceé and then his wife eventually - there was no place for a misplaced, blonde halfwolf and still, he fell for him. Face first. Hard. "What's that supposed to mean? Cute teeth? I'll let you know I could not rip you to shreds even if I tried, because they are very human!", he laughed. Daein's teeth were different, they were sharp, large and rough - they could rip through almost anything. "So that means I'm the older, taller one? Since I'm a dog, not a puppy." Complimenting himself never worked exceptionally well, that just sounded odd too, didn't it? "Yes, you do. But you have a lot of things you have to do actually, like endure and protect me, or please me. Though, there's worse, I'm actually quite easy to handle." And with that, he stuck some meat between his own lips, before offering Richard a strip of cheese. "Hey, Richard ... you know, I'm glad you dragged me out here and that ... you're looking out for me and taking care of me.", the wolf suddenly mumbled, hiding his face in the blondes exposed chest - he sounded like a damn toddler, didn't he?

"Sure, no need to rush.", he reassured Richard. There were a few things that his father could at least try doing, it didn't matter if they went somewhere or if the old man found that doing anything in that regard was useless when the wound was already healed as best as it could in most places. In reality, Yujin couldn't fix everything himself either, much like a skilled person as his father couldn't fix everyone once they'd been injured, much like his son that was still trying to collect loose scraps and make sense of his condition that somebody had forced into existence. "The legs just beyond fucked, kind of like your heart, was it? Sometimes either just stops working, but as long as we're around each other, we have somebody that knows what's up." That, in theory, wasn't bad but while Richards heart would fix itself after a certain while, at least as long as nobody would leave him out to die on purpose, Yujin just didn't know what to do with his own leg - it acted up and that was it, it just stopped working or rather, putting presure on it hurt. "What?", he asked, kind of flabberghasted, but seen enough felt Richard tracing the outline. "Sometimes, not always. Straining my chest is harder than my leg, it doesn't happen all too often. But the area is just dull. The pain, on the other hand, is sharp in distinctive." But this didn't hurt, it felt nice actually and Yujin wondered why Richard was obsessed with his scars, too - or at least marbling at them like they were a piece of art. "Mh, then you better take care of me!", the wolf declared, like some sort of damsel that had only waited for her knight in shining armor to come for her and sweep her off of her feet. Richard was an odd one, wasn't he? Always out to make someone feel good about something and in this case, that someone was - painfully obviously - a wolf that had his own baggage to carry. "How would you even do that, then?"

"As odd as you!" Was he glad they just agreed on that or was it another throwaway comment that Yujin treated as lightly as he could? He didn't even know himself as he slightly separated his own body from Richards to give him ample space to touch and the truth was, aside from all the bantering and talking that they had going on, nothing was quite as good as the well-meant touches he received as well. "You could use it for sure, but it's just a suggestion and it's not hard to learn." Why else would anyone be able to at least speak what seemed to be like two languages? Yujin himself wasn't sure on that, maybe it was just a hunch and most of them tried to adapt, but the real reason for all of this was probably because wolves didn't want to be unable to communicate with their own people over something silly - and the less sheep understood them, the better. "What about you? You're not going to have fun either?" Maybe not, but they'd see about that either way and if Yujin was terribly honest, it didn't quite matter either way - if Richard didn't like it, he wouldn't force himself onto the poor half-sheep. "Sounds like yours are sharper, wanna give it a try?" The last time Richard had bitten him, it had stung and by the way the blonde was reacting, this also stung, fairly well at that, but he had used a lot of pressure. Was he afraid that Richard was going to tear his arm off in quick succession with a single bite or did it mean something else that he was so unsure about? "You just want to annoy me now, do you? If you want me to shut you up, you just have to say it!", Yujin informed him, but he did press his lips against those of the blonde soon enough, gave him a kiss, a tender one at that, nothing that was full of wanton lust either way. "You have to if you want to, that is.", Yujin chuckled. There was no need to rush and the sole assumption he'd coerce Richard into doing something that he didn't want to do was a stupid one. "You made it fun. It's kind of stressful, but still fun and I finally got somewhere, which is also nice, you know? So, thank you. This is nice."

"I know you don't, but still", the wolf insinuates as if that was something that had anything to do with all of what was going on here. Why would Richard even care in the first place? Not only was it not important what was going on, it also seemed as if it were a waste of time to determine which one of his siblings was his fathers actual favorite and who got along with the blonde the most - it didn't matter, did it now? Yujin was fairly aware that Richard wasn't his toy, nothing that he could have by his side until hell froze over, but even then, it did seem like a nice distraction from the usual pain that he found himself in. "I'm here to help now, even if that isn't much help to begin with. Well, who knows, maybe your father was right though. Why lock you up, when you're perfectly fine and healthy for the most part? There's places to go, places to see and places to be - and I'm sure that keeping you cooped up wouldn't have been an easy task." Sure, the wolves knew that the sheeps former king was fragile, like a shard of glass that could break any second, but why would they try and ruin the peace they had fought and died for? It all seemed out of place, almost as if none of this was supposed to make sense. "Hm, I don't think you're wrong. It's just ... they feel like they're on person instead of two sometimes, you know?" What was it with his fathers? Though, maybe they were made for each other - but what did Yujin know? "Xu?", he questions, forcing back a laugh. "Weeeell, I do, but sometimes I'd rather not."

"I'm not a horndog and I just wanted to befriend you at first, sort of? Well, and then you got drunk and high and I got drunk and high and then things just happened." Why did they, though? This sounded as if they had a one night stand that had long since fizzled out and nothing was going to mend that, yet they stayed where they were and it sounded as if no matter what, this would go on and on like some sort of snake, eating its own tail endlessly. "Choose what? Between you and the rest of the world? If you feed me I'd eat it any day, you know?", he chuckled. No, he didn't understand that one, whyever that was, but in the end, Yujin was himself and the reason for that wasn't anything fancy either. "A kitten that talks all high and mighty needs a big mouth." Did he, though? Sometimes the wolf felt almost as if he was the high and mighty one and Richard just some little mouse he tried to swallow in one gulp, once he'd raised it all the way up to his mouth - but in the end, this comparison didn't hold up to anything. "Cats? Sometimes, they're really fluffy, but nothing out of the ordinary. Though, few and far between." Not that there weren't enough food sources out here, but most of them if not all were skittish and more prone to a wild animal than anything - the ones pictured in storybooks about Adrestia didn't even come close to whatever Silesse called cats - or kittens, for that matter. "That's why we have to try again and best the waves, or the cold, or ... something like that, no?" This idea was stupid, they'd be sick and stuck in bed and gross and all over one another again, which didn't sound like something bad, especially not when he tried nuzzling up to Richard. Why was cuddling nice in the first place? "So it's not that far from what is happening in Thria, huh? Sounds like a pain in the ass, though - I'd like to marry someone I actually love, not somebody I should marry for political reasons." Yujin groaned kind of disappointed, not knowing what he wanted to do with Richard, but in all fairness, he had no idea what he wanted himself either way - there had been the proposal of a blowjob but now ... did he even want that? "Hypothetically, if there were no noble daughters for you to marry, would you just have married a male heir?"

"Are you trying to cheer me up?" Yujin could be dense, denser than any forest that called Thria its home, but he often enough wasn't exactly stupid enough to make it matter anyway. The thing was, no matter what he did or tried, none of that really meant he had to do anything to begin with - but he did feel as if he had to counteract Richard in an instance like that. "Look, I'm sad about not being able to go anywhere I want and I get that my father has his reasoning, as well as anyone would, but I'm not sad about it." In fact, he did have a breakdown about being out here, in the vastness, free from his fathers steadily extending safety net and he wondered what would happen if, one day, he'd just get swallowed by the earth, unable to be found by anyone anywhere - how scared would he possibly be? "It's all in good faith, there isn't anything to worry or be sad about and if I'm honest, I'm glad that at least something is somehow keeping me on my feet and giving me some sort of purpose. Defying my old man is fun and doing it with you makes it even better", he elaborated, all the while grinning at Richard. It did seem childish of Yujin to be excited about something like that, but it was nothing that had any kind of importance in the end - once they got home, he'd get scolded and their adventures would end right then and there. "Does it? I'm kidding, if anything, I can trust my big brother to the fullest." Was that right, though? "If I say I don't like sharing, you're going to call me out for what I proposed earlier, but let me say it like this - I'm not a fan of collecting someone elses crumbs." If someone had gotten to Richard first, maybe he'd never tried to get into the blondes pants either way - and even if he had, who knew what would have come of that. Would they still be just friends, nothing more than that?

"You as my housewife? I didn't think about that, but on second thought, that sounds fun. I'd have someone waiting for me with a nice, warm meal and a open arms when I get home ... but knowing you, you'd rather want me to be the housewife", Yujin laughed. For some reason, the blonde seemed fairly adamant about staying in a position that, at least by adrestian standards, was anything but a feminine one and the wolf wondered why - was it about pride and honor, or just because Richard was, well, himself? "Not out here, can't speak for other areas. And ... not exactly dogs, unless you're willing to get yourself one from Adrestia or the Southlands. We keep wolves, or rather coexist with them. Rarely anyone tames them for ... quite obvious reasons." Not only were those things oversized by any definition, they could tear into somebody and leave nothing more than bloody shreds in a matter of seconds - barely anyone wanted to deal with them, but those who did weren't exactly rewarded, either. "I'll have to devise a different plan then, give me a few weeks and I'll come up with something." By then, he'd forgotten about it, even if he didn't want to - Yujin couldn't help himself, that was just how his head worked and by the end of it, none of it was even remotely important. "So you're saying that adrestian nobles are cheating on their partners anyway because they have to marry them without loving them? Sounds like a harsh reality", the wolf grumbled and for once, he didn't want to see what the life outside of his cozy, lovely homeland was - it didn't matter much. "They didn't even marry? That's kind of sad but hey, just because they didn't doesn't mean you can't!" If the king didn't do it, who else would? Yujin had no idea, but he did pull Richard against him as if to search for some sort of support in a futile arrangement like theirs. "Hm, so you won't take me with you, you don't want to have any feelings for me and knowing you, you'd rather not have me blabber any more nonsense than I already did", the wolf suddenly concluded, but didn't let go. "Richard, I hate to break it to you but you are a kitten. And you have a stick up your ass. Sometimes, at least."