bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

    • Right. Richard couldn't answer and Yujin was very much stuck just enjoying himself, even if that wasn't something he'd count on - he hadn't banked on it before, he just wanted to take Richard home initially, maybe cuddle with him and hide from the world - from anyone that could have been awake in this icy fortress - but that was about all he had in mind. Was it his fault for coming too close, or would this have happened either way? There was no way of knowing for sure, but not that it mattered - he'd live to see another day, and as far as he could tell by his clouded mind and hazy eyes, he was enjoying what he was being gifted, if only for now and if only for a moment. Subsequently, that meant that even the deepest of pleasures would eventually cease to be, and that Richard would have done much more than just satisfied a foreign prince, an unwanted lover, or even a misguided friend - Yujin didn't care for labels anymore, it didn't matter, they'd never find the right one and it was quite obvious that, while his mind didn't recall, maybe his body did, and maybe he didn't forget as much as he thought that he did, but there were still things that would be lost to time, at least as soon as Richard disappeared into the dead of the night. One more touch there, and it warranted another yelp from the wolves lips - there were many things that he couldn't quite fathom, that weren't within his grasp and while Yujin hoped he'd get his fingers on any of that, he very much knew that nothing of that sort was going to happen. In fact, what was more, he was still trying to remain calm and keep his composure, even when he became fairly certain that that was, among many things, impossible within Richards continued presence. It only served to showcase that no matter what, the wolf was just so much weaker than him and he was, without much of a doubt, at his mercy.

      "You ... you ...", what did he want from Richard? It wasn't release, no, he liked the warmth that spread throughout his body and got to his head, that made him feel as if he was stuck in place and there was no way for him to get out, to continue on, but alas, maybe he was wrong, maybe he was just as lost as one could be and as stuck as anyone would figure he was. Richard made him feel good, incredible even, stole his mind and any rational thought he might have left, but he also was the one that entrapped him. "What ... do you ... want?", he mumbled, unsure and uncertain of what Richards goal was, but he'd not figure it out lest the blonde actually achieved it - it was stupid to ask, given the nature of his debt and it was even more stupid to question any of this in the first place. Why else would he have gone onto his knees, not spoken another word and just forced Yujin to accept his reward? To the victor went the spoils, he knew that, but he forgot what game he'd won to deserve this - it was embarrassing, he didn't want to admit it. The deeper the blonde took him, the worse it probably was, and the more Yujin felt like he was being teased, the more he twitched, the closer he eventually tried to pull Richard, if only on accident. "Me? ... Is it ... this?", he questioned, not much of a thought behind what he was blabbering. The wolf wasn't even done yet, even when he was sharply inhaling air and out of breath at the same time - he felt close, yet not close enough, despite the fact that he kept panting. "What ... what ... about you ..." Yes, what about Richard? Was he too nice? Too loving? Yujin couldn't tell, but he didn't want to be the only one to feel this good, the only one to tense up this much and hide his blushing face with his sleeve for a minute, before deciding it was stupid and pressing his back against the window as best as he could, before digging his fingers into the icy window sill below. Fuck, why did he tense up every damn time Richard came so unbearably close and put his tongue to good use? If anything, he was weak and easily swayed. "For ... a big bad ... wolf ... you're quite ... obedient ... but ... you're just playing ... with ... your ... prey ..."
      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 just didn't shut up, huh? Always talking and blabbering, even when it didn't make much sense to begin with, because his brain didn't seem too involved in all of that. Richard remained silent and continued his work instead of letting go and answer whatever it was Yujin wanted of him. He wondered though, if someone did hear Yujin who walked past the door, or was next room, would they still think he was alone? He seemed like the kind of guy that people wouldn't gloss over when he started talking to himself and maybe he made the same kind of noises when he was alone sometimes. Richard remained silent and there was probably nothing that would give away his presence. What would Yujin even do if someone came in? Hide Richard underneath his clothes? That could actually work, as long as he didn' have to move somewhere else in the room, but what did he expect when he came in here? Would he hide under the bed? Or maybe even in the closet? At least that wasn't made of ice. What e knew however was, that he couldn't jump out the window. Not without the rope, unless he wanted a broken leg. Maybe he'd make the jump, but that was still a maybe and he couldn't have a broken leg one week before his birthday and the ritual.

      What did Richard want? Nothing much at the moment, nothing from Yujin. Hadn't he told him that he didn't do this for himself? He wanted Yujin to enjoy himself, he wanted him to feel good and warm any maybe a little bit giddy. It was fun for Richard too, but that wasn't the point and Yujins questions remained unanswered anyway. Did he want Yujin? Maybe right now, yes and he also didn't break him out because he didn't like him. Not that he wanted to be invited inside, the evening had went very well actually, just talking to him and his old man, but this was also fine and at least Richard finally was able to repay his debt, even though Yujin probably forgot about it. What about Richard himself though? He didn't expect or need anything though maybe he didn't have to leave right after this, yet he also didn't want to stay the whole night if he was completely honest. He didn't want to be caught and he also didn't like the castle to begin with. Richard wouldn't have said that Yujin was his prey and he also would have never described himself as a wolf. Yujin enjoyed this, right? But maybe it was time he gave him more, not only because his jaw got sore by now. He ignored it though and instead continued burying his head in deep, but faster. There was not such room to back away anyway.

    • Fuck. Was he going to get any kind of reaction out of Richard? Most likely not, the blonde was seemingly focused on his task at hand and the wolf felt almost bad for even considering to bother him. Maybe it was all a rouse anyway and they were just idly wasting away together, but Yujin doubted that any of that could feel as good - given the fact that he couldn't go anywhere, couldn't back away or even look for any way out. It was a pain and a half at best, yet, none of this didn't feel good - the blonde was the one that was so close tipping him over the edge and Yujin was the one that, despite his best efforts, didn't exactly know how to bite back a moan or two. Somebody would wake up and find out, even if he didn't want to admit it - he had to shut the fuck up and hope that nobody heard him, or Richard for that matter, and all he knew how to do was bite his lower lip and hope that, whatever kind of salvation or release was about to come his way would just throw him out of loop. Did he want that? Was he sure he wouldn't just tip forward and fall face first onto the icy floor? This sounded even sillier than he could imagine it to be.

      Still, this haze of pleasure was nice, even when he was the only one that could do much of anything. Praising Richard seemingly wasn't on his agenda, as much as figuring out what to do with the blonde after the fact was - what would he do to him? Tie him to the bed so that he couldn't writhe his way out of this one and keep him occupied all night, so he wouldn't even think about having a nightmare in the first place? This was hardly how it worked and whenever he thought he'd figured something out, Richard pulled him back into reality and he was sure that he was even worse hoalding back a moan this time around. Fucking hell. "Richard ... I ... I'm ...", Yujin expressed, exasperated, but he knew that it was no use to tell someone that they were at their limit and that all of this felt incredible, should go longer, should do something for him - not when waves of pleasure had just waited to crash over him and he finally got rid of the warm feeling as he came. While able to hold back moans for now, the very last one just escaped his lips instead - like that, and the wolf seemed quite tired from doing exactly nothing except letting himself be helped. Yujin panted, tried to regain composure and back away, but alas, there was nowhere to back away to, just a window to his back and Richard, who he finally freed from his leglock. "This ... was incredible ... but ... what ... about you?", he asked, trying to catch his breath.
      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 making too much noise god damn it. Maybe Richard should have stuffed his mouth with something, but it was too late now. Hopefully no one heard his yelps and hopefully no one would come check, but with a father that controlling, it was definitely possible. Richard wasn't even sure if the door was locked. Then again, would it matter much to be caught? After all Shuren probably already knew that there was something going on between them. He probably hated the fact too, but it seemed like his son didn't care and he hadn't forgotten Richard either, not even after one week of not seeing him. Did that even mean something though? Richard wasn't sure and there was no point in further thinking about it. Richards searched for some support to continue his work even though it made Yujin moan more from time to time. Richard felt Yujin tense up, the grip around Richard grew stronger and the blondes mouth filled up, liquid dripping down his throat. Yujin finished with a moan that he couldn't hold back and Richard just hoped that people would assume he did that to himself, because he got bored and lonely in here.

      Once Yujin calmed down he let go of Richard, his legs only dangling around now, not at all tensed up and locking Richard in his position. The blonde slowly backed away, swallowed what was left in his mouth and eventually wiping his mouth with his sleeve. He fought himself out of the fabric to be able to look up at Yujin. He seemed satisfied and eventually Richard stood up from the floor, though he made sure to slowly put Yujins legs back down and off his shoulders first. "Shouldn't I go before someone checks what all that noise was about?", Richard asked and reached for Yujins clothes to close them back up at least a little bit. He doubted Yujin would be cold, but it was probably more comfortable like that. "It was my debt anyway, you don't have to repay me." This wasn't why Richard started all this and he wasn't greedy either. Not that Nayantai would wonder where Richard was, but it was already very late too. Richard put some strands of black hair behind Yujins ear, caressed his cheek for a moment and actually smiled by the look of him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

    • Richard was like two sides of the same coin - whichever one it landed on, it seemingly determined his personality. Given, there weren’t many things going on and even worse than that, whenever he thought he’d gotten under Richards skin, it was for all the wrong reasons and he hurt him instead. Apologizing didn’t help either and Yujin was fairly convinced that many things, if only because he was doing them, happened for a reason - not that he could think of one that would justify just anything that the blonde had suffered through, but sometimes the world was just needlessly cruel. The wolf prince panted, tried to catch his breath again and tried to live it down - this wasn’t anything much out of the ordinary and it wasn’t something that the two of them hadn’t done before, either - but it was nice, wasn’t it? The soft touched afterwards too, when Richard covered him up again and got rid of some pesky strands of hair - Yujin leaned into the touch, into the hand that softly caressed him and he wanted nothing else ever again. Even if he couldn’t live forever and this situation wouldn’t last forever, he had no strength in his body to get up and actually let the blonde pass - at least for a few more minutes. Why did he want to go anyway? Yujin didn’t feel like sleeping alone, in fact, he’d much rather share his own misery - especially when he saw that smile.

      “No, no. It’s fine.”, the wolf implored, despite not knowing if it actually was - nobody was roaming the halls and if anyone had heard him, it might have been his sister, yet, she could probably shut it for at least a single night, right? In the end, maybe she’d rat him out, but even then, Yujin didn’t want any of that. Instead, he fumbled with his own clothing to partially pull it back up and loosely tie it into place - that way, he was fine and even when Richard was the one that wanted to go somewhere, Yujin couldn’t. He couldn’t even leave Silesse with him. That was damn stupid. The wolf got back onto his feet tentatively, testing the waters to see if his messed up leg would adhere to his wishes and when he figured it did, he almost felt bummed out that he couldn’t pester Richard to carry him to bed instead. “I don’t feel obligated to. I just … want to make you feel good, too.”, Yujin admitted, still not feeling like getting up at all, not with the blonde so close to him. This was awkward to say the least, but a little lie never hurt anybody, right? He could just pretend his leg hurt and he couldn’t get up instead, but that hardly was fair to Richard who’d taken so much care of him - but what could he do instead? Yujin grabbed the blondes hand before it could shy away and pressed it against his face, before nuzzling against it and pressing a kiss to its palm. “I want to make you enjoy yourself, too, though. How about I carry you to bed?”, he suggested, chuckling silently alongside it - he knew Richard would never agree, but he still pulled him closer regardless, only to let go of his hand and wrap his arms around the blondes hips.
      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 seemed beat and he obviously needed some time to calm down. Richard could imagine that his body felt heavy now, which was why he didn't urge him to move away from the window, so Richard could go home. He didn't think he wanted that anyway, if Yujin wanted one thing, then it was being close after something like this, to cuddle or do some more, but definitely not let Richard go out into the dead of the night. The first thing he did was getting dressed a little bit, but probably only because Richard started to wrap him up again first. "You're just saying that because you want to keep me here, not because you think it's fine.", Richard pointed out, but he also didn't move, or shove Yujin away. He just stood there looking at him. When Yujin stood up Richard wondered if his feet weren't cold like this, but it was Yujin after all, a full grow Silessian wolf, not like Richard, some half breed that could barely survive here. "I don't really want to spend the night here, you know..?", Richard mumbled almost as if he sought help, maybe he just wanted Yujin to meet him half way.

      "It has nothing to do with you, I just feel weird in here. And I think your father already hates me enough, I really don't want to meet him." Not that Richard ever said a word to that man, but he felt like if he would, he'd just yell at him, just like he yelled at Muhan. In the end he wasn't very good at shutting up, nor was he good at watching injustice take place. This was a dangerous and stupid combination between Nayantai and Rain, wasn't it? Yujin grabbed Richards hand and he let him do just that, though he was still thinking of turning his inevitable request down still. "No thanks. I can walk on my own.", Richard replied almost strictly, like he wouldn't even allow Yujin to do that, even though he let him somewhat hug him. As long as he didn't lift him up that was fine. "We could just leave this for the next time we see each other. My birthday. Wouldn't that motivate you more to get out of here?", Richard asked. Not that he totally was opposed to stay a little while longer, but this castle had some gloomy atmosphere for him and even though it was very dark, he felt somehow watched. He never noticed when he was stoned, but now he wasn't.

    • The wolf rested his face against his fellow wolfs chest, to search for a heartbeat, or something, anything, that would provide a much more calm atmosphere to the fact that it was dark and lonely inside this palace of ice, which seemed to be as intricate and yet grueling as its ruler. Surely, nothing could blossom in here and if Yujin was honest, he’d probably already lost the first time he’d met Richard and decided to be nice to him - decided that the blonde could need a friend or something more, someone that would take his mind off of things and see what lay beyond the grumbling, easily pissed off facade. “It’s both fine and I want to keep you here. They said I had to stay here, nobody said I couldn’t pull someone in.” Yujin had pulled Richard into a mess, if anything, and the prolonged time they spent together left little up to imagination. As intimate and unfaithful as wolves could get, as obvious it seemed that he - of all people - had not only grown fond of an outsider, but fallen headfirst for him. It was a pain, if anything - and he knew that better than anyone would. Yujin searched for Richards hand instead, but kept one arm wrapped around him, to keep him close and to search for some warmth he didn’t even need to begin with. He wanted to hold Richards hand, nothing more.

      “I know, I know. You told me, but let me savor this moment for a bit, alright?” Yujin wanted to not have to do that, he just wanted … something. If he’d fallen for someone else, maybe he’d get that something, whatever it was, but there truly was nothing he could do about it - Richard was still, very much, his own person and if anything, Yujin was the one that was stuck running after him. This felt nice, however, and he wished this wouldn’t end, ever. “You don’t have to meet him. He’ll not figure out that you’ve been here if you don’t want that.”, he reassured Richard. They could hide behind the many curtains that hid whoever lay within his bed and they, very much, could just make a run for it before dawn - before anyone would wake up. Yujin wanted the blonde to have a nice night, something he often couldn’t provide and he was sure that none of this was any good - that nothing was going to happen if he didn’t put his mind to it and at least tried to persuade Richard, but that hardly worked either. “It motivates me regardless, I like seeing you and I know that. But we both know that we can’t quite bank on me getting out of here in time, either.”, he grunted, before he actually let go of Richard and pulled him back to bed. Taking no for an answer was … well, not Yujins thing, not always at least and he pulled the curtains aside so that Richard could get in. “You don’t have to sleep here, okay? Just … maybe the curtains will help. You can’t say no without having tried it.” The curtains and a good, warm hug. That sounded like something quite nice. “Also, I still want to carry you at some point!” He hadn’t done that yet, had he? No, wait … Ah, for fucks sake.
      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 didn't mind Yujin not wanting him to leave, but he still wasn't sure if he wanted to stay. The wolf came closer though and rested his head on Richards chest, even though he had to make himself a little smaller for this, because both of them had almost the same height. Richard wasn't sure what he was doing, but it was fine and eventually he even wrapped his arms around him too, at least until one of his hands was searched for by Yujin to hold. The other arm kept wrapped around him, softly stroking over his back a little bit. "But they wouldn't have let me in the front door either.", Richard reminded Yujin and he wondered if Yujin would let him go before someone barged in and dragged him out instead. Someone was bound to find them, even if they were careful, Richard was almost sure of that as he stodd there and was musing about how else he would convince Yujin that this wasn't such a good idea. Richard wanted to come here too however, he wasn't forced and he also knew that it would end up somewhat like that if he was completely honest.

      Yujin should enjoy a hug a little while longer, why wouldn't he? Yet this castle was odd and cold. Every castle was somehow, but this was exceptionally cold and gloomy, not just because it was made of ice. It felt barren, maybe because of the blue color, but it just felt like a cave filled with things from Adrestia. It was odd if Richard thought about it. "You don't think he'll check on you?", Richard asked, but in the end he didn't know how the regiment was here. He just had a bad feeling in his gut, but maybe that was just from the general emptiness of this room he didn't like that much. "I know." If Yujin couldn't come that was that. It was no ones fault except maybe Shurens, but there was also nothing to do about that. In the end Richard went hunting before. He'd just catch something, get all dirty and that was it. Nothing special, right? Richard was pulled at though and he followed Yujin without much of a complaint. He didn't know how Yujin managed to walk barefoot on cold ice, but it made him look somewhat mythical, like some ice dragon in human form, like the storys from way way back Richards father dug out somewhere. Maybe that was what was going on in this castle, maybe Yujin wasn't even human, but all of those thoughts were silly. Richard let himself be led to the bed and he lit himself be sat down, even though he didn't crawl inside, since he still had his shoes on and wasn't sure if he truly wanted to get rid of those. Maybe it was too much of a hassle to get back in. "I won't let you.", Richard simply answered. Why would Yujin do that? And he already dragged Richard inside when he was getting sick, did that count?

    • There were only so many things that the prince could do - he couldn't randomly make Richard like him more, or ask for his acceptance, or anything like that - if anything, Yujin could only reach his hand out for him and hope that he either was allowed to grab that of the blonde or could just take it before Richard had the power to say anything. It was quite silly, that he knew, but among those things, he also was fairly aware that if he could, maybe he'd spend the rest of his days by Richards side, trying to figure out his little memory problem. Yet, even that seemed like a stretch and something that Yujin wasn't sure if he'd even be remotely able to accomplish. The blonde didn't love him, he'd not outright denied it but chastised him for considering it in the first place. It was all fun and games, he knew that and it would continue to be so, which was ... nothing new, was it? Yujin would continue playing around and if he was lucky, he'd see Richard on his last day, then eventually come back because he forgot he left in the first place and when he came back the next time, he'd forgotten even more - until nothing remained, not even a single reason to return to the hut out of town. He ... he didn't want that, damnit. "But they can't say no now." Retroactively kicking Richard out would do nothing, would it?

      Yujin would have liked his days travelling the land, finding out what was so great about the fertile soil that lay beyond the icy, frigid walls of not only this castle but Silesse as a whole and he wondered if he'd ever make it to Adrestia in it's apparent era of peace. Wouldn't it be nice to surprise Richard in that gaudy, big castle of his? Yujin was too ambitious for sure, but he couldn't help but think of all those castles that everyone always talked about as bright and fun places ... nothing like the one he was living in, especially not at night. "The door's locked and I haven't talked to him in days. I don't own him an explanation, do I?" Not that his old man should have had much say in any of this in the first place - Yujin was an adult, at least judging by the fact that he had the coming of age ceremony behind him and that he was, well, way taller than a ten-year-old, yet, just tall enough for Richard. "But I still want to come.", he whispered. "Even if I have to break out and break something in the process." No matter what, he'd be there - he'd promised it and if he remembered it tomorrow, he'd make sure to write it down in big, obvious letters on his door - somewhere he'd see it every other hour. The ice that he stood on usually felt warmer than this, though, but it was night and he wasn't covering his feet quite well - not that he did mind, not when Richard had sat down on his bed, no. But he refused to get in, huh? Now it was Yujin that got on his feet and started fumbling with his boots - it was easy enough, somehow. "Then would you at least let me do this so you can lie down?" Why was it that, from down here, shrouded in darkness, barely illuminated by any light, the blonde looked quite mesmerizing? Was that just his imagination?
      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 don't think they'd drag me out?", Richard asked. Whether being that some guards or Muhan himself maybe. Probably not Shuren from what he had heard. "What? Do you mant me to fight then?" Should he? He wasn't sure. After all this wasn't his home or business. He overstayed his welcome in Yujins fathers mind way too long already. Richard was nothing but trouble as it seemed and he snatched his son away from the girl he was supposed to marry, giving him stupid ideas about his own freedom and will. Should he break Muhans nose? Would Yujin want that? Probably not... if anyone would break Nayantais, Richard would be pissed off. He was the only one allowed to do that. He probably should simply leave if he was asked to, yet that didn't sound like his new, weird, unknown self at all. He never was like this. He never would have done something like this. Maybe Dayan would have snuck into the room of some girl, but even he would have bailed if he was caught. Richard had more and more moments in which he asked himself who he'd become and why. His former self seemed completely gone. Was it save to say that he died too that day?

      "I guess you don't."", Richard answered. Maybe he was fishin for excuses to be able to leave, because there was something about this castle he didn't like at all. Whatever it was hadnt been strong enough to keep him away from the bed though and now he sat there, wondering what he should do. "You shouldn't break anything for me., Richard told Yujin, also keeping his voice low, just in case. No need to wake up more people, in case some already did. "If you do, I won't let you attend." If Yujin jumped out the window and broke his leg for him, Richard would probably hit him on the head. What an idiot he would need to be to do something like that for a guy he barely knew. Yujin kneeled down now to fumble with Richards boots and the blonde sighed, leaning downwards to care for the other one himself. "I can get out of my own shoes.", he mumbled, Yujin didn't need to do something like that and Richard was still not sure if he wanted to lie down. He felt like if he did, he'd not be able to leave before dawn.

    • “They have no reason to.”, he disagreed. Not that Shuren would, he wasn’t insane and if Richard claimed that his father had talked to Yujins own already, there was no need to be cautious - at least Yujin hoped so. There were many things that he could, without a doubt, call out for being ridiculous, just like this situation as a whole was. “Would you fight them? There’s absolutely no need to.” There never had been and much like that, Yujin didn’t see why Richard should even attempt that in the first place. What was there to be gained from mingling with his parents, from annoying the everloving hell out of them by not being complicit to their schemes and why, on earth and by the gods, felt this like it was Shurens world to begin with? It was hardly fair that he couldn’t be with Richard, that none of this worked in his favor and yet, he charmed him enough to drag him back to bed, hadn’t he? A double-edged sword was, what it seemed to be - and there was nothing he could do about that. One day, he’d cut himself on it and regret ever having touched it - he’d regret taking it upon himself to shoulder everyones burden to make their own load just a tad but lighter, but all of that regret soon disappeared into nothingness either way.

      “See? I’m supposed to be my own person, not someones lackey that has to adhere and answer to everything they say.”, he sighed. Yet, Yujin knew - fairly well at that - that it probably didn’t matter, not to someone like Shuren anyway. If he wanted something, he’d continue to press and ask, and if Yujin wanted something, a sentence was enough to ward him off - or at least it should be, according to his old man. The wolf was sick and tired of it, all of it in fight and fighting an uphill battle wasn’t his forte either. What a pain in the ass that was. “And what if it’s the only way to get out of here? You can’t stop me from attending when you’re busy out there.” Given, a broken leg would be a hassle and he wouldn’t be able to do much with the blonde, yet, it would be worth it if it meant getting out of here and celebrating with Richard, especially after the blonde had invited him. Though, did he even have the heart to turn him down? He wasn’t sure, not that Richard hadn’t ever done it before, but the atmosphere between them had changed anyway - it always did, but right now, it was better than ever before. “Let me do it, okay? You got me out of mine as well, that’s the least I can do.”, he insisted, placing his own hands onto those of Richard and grabbing them to pit them away again. It took a bit to get the first off, yet, he sat it aside eventually and the other one soon followed suit. Once that was accomplished, he came back up again, only to crouch and kiss the blonde on the lips, all the while using his own strength - or whatever it has that he ought to possess - to give him a still gentle shove so he’d finally rest his back on the mattress, only to trail after him and breathlessly asking for more kisses.
      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.

    • "What kind of punishment is this if you can just have me in your room?", Richard asked, he almost had to laugh about it. He doubted Yujins father was fine with Richard being here. "I meant if they tried to drag me out, but you want me to stay." Well it sounded somewhat romantic but it didn't seem like Yujin got what Richard meant. Either way, it didn't really matter much anyway. He didn't want to be romantic in the first place or did what he gifted Yujin before qualify as just that? What would Richard know about anything like that in the first place? So the door was locked, Yujin didn't talk to anyone and even if someone knocked, that didn't mean he had to open up, huh? If he confirmed his presence no one would break in either probably. Right? Richard didn't have much esxcuses to leave this gloomy place, had he? Maybe he should have let Yujin stay at his own home, where it was warm, in temperature and color. Especially when the fireplace casted a red light onto the whole room. Here was no fire and Yujin used all his bedsheets for his rope. Richard would be cold, soon enough.

      "I don't want you to get hurt. If you can't make it, I'll just show you my prey from down your window.", Richard suggested. "I can come here before I go to the elders and do this blood thing." And then he probably would need to hurry back home, so he could warm up after being soaked by blood. And given the fact that the way home was very long and wolves were led to fresh blood, he probably would jump in the ocean, if only for a minute at maximum. Richards hands were cast away and he complied, even though Yujin didn't have to do this. Richard put his hands on the bed and supported his weight a little while Yujin was fumbling around with his boots and eventually slipped them off his feet. Once the first one was done and he touched the icy floor with his foot he immedietly regretted it though and instead kept it in the air until Yujin was done with the second too. Yujin came closer soon after he set the boots aside however and Richard was greeted with a kiss. A kiss he returned with a giddy feeling in his stomach. Then he let himself be pushed back, his legs still dangling from the bed, but at least everywhere else there was the curtain of Yujins bed and not an icy wall. Not that he could look at it when Yujin stole himself some more kisses. Richard gave him what he asked for and buried his hand in those black hair at the back of Yujins head.

    • "A not so bad one in hindsight? Look, I've been a very good prisoner, I guess, I deserve a treat!", Yujin argued, knowing fully well that he was nothing but a prisoner to his father. The only thing he was missing was, quite in fact, some shackles that kept him in place and having Richard around meant that, maybe, just maybe, those shackles could be of quite some emotional value as well. "I'd just not let them? By the gods, Richard. If I could have you around for as long as I wanted to, I'd be happy, but sadly, I can't and I don't want to lock you up in here with me. If you want to leave, I'd let you, but if they wanted you to leave, I'd not let you. Purely out of spite." That was the very truth, the conclusion he drew and there was nothing he could do against that. Hopefully, he'd figure out an usable alternative soon enough, but quite frankly, he wasn't even sure if there was one to begin with - keeping Richard with him sounded better than good, though, the blonde wanted to roam free and not be part of this puppet castle and its doll-like inhabitants - he was a human, not some sort of misshaped porcelain, and quite frankly, he also wasn't one of Shurens many playthings, either. That was something that Yujin would see to, especially since keeping Richard for himself was just better.

      "You can come covered in blood and I'll offer you a warm bath. How does that sound?", he suggested instead, derailing the focus away from him - he didn't want to be the damsel in distress, not when he was the one that was kissing the blonde right now and soon enough feeling up his upper body, not that his hands were free to explore. Soon enough, they were fumbling with the blondes clothing - something Yujin usually wasn't paying much attention to, felt the hand in his hair, but he found something better quite soon, only to lean slightly to the side and pull in the rope, to untie it somewhere in the middle and free some of the blankets he'd meticulously tied together after the past few days. Once he'd separated a single one of them, he tied it to a bedpost and left it there, strewing the other two or three onto the bed and getting back to where he had been just earlier. Richard had to get onto the bed for real, though, which was hard when a wolf his size was straddling his lap, stripping him out of his clothing again and kissing him - something that soon moved from his mouth to his jaw and down his throat, to the side of it, to where his hands moved as well, only to stop for a bit. "Can I take that off?" He shifted his weight a bit, so that the blonde could move - Yujin wouldn't force him to - but he quite obviously wanted the blonde to just hide with him, behind the curtains, away from the world. "Also, lend me a hand, you need to get all the way into the bed, without your legs dangling over the edge. I want you to feel comfortable for 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.

    • "You broke out and back in again.", Richard reminded Yujin, that wasn't exactly the actions of a good prisoner. But if it had been Richards choice, he wouldn't have him locked in in the first place. He didn't care if he was a good prisoner or not, he just didn't want him to be in even more trouble due to Richard giving him stupid ideas. That was the reason he wanted him back in here too. If Shuren found out Yujin just climbed out the window, maybe he'd bar it or tie him to the room. Then they couldn't even talk while Richard waited outside. "I wonder how you would stop them.", Richard questioned though. He could only imagine Yujin wrapping his arms around Richards legs and not letting go. That was something that would have been typical for him, right? Would anyone be impressed by that though? It was unfair to lock a grown up man in a stupid castle and it wasn't even the same as for Richards father who had been sick and people were worried he'd die. Yujin wasn't, he could roam the town, he also could roam the wilderness, at least not worse than any other wolf.

      "I don't even think they'd let me in clean, do you think if I knocked at the door soaked in blood, they would let me in? What even happens when the blood drips on the floor and freezes there with the rest of the ice? Your castle will turn red.", Richard replied and even though he was just joking he still wondered. Would someone need to come with hot water to make it liquid again? Wouldn't that leave a dent in the floor? In any case, how did cleaning work? Wouldn't water just add additional layers to the walls and floor? Or did someone need to come to grind the dirt away? Well there wasn't really a point in thinking about this and Yujin quite obviously wasn't that motivated to talk anyway. Instead he felt Yujins hands on his body, fumbling with his clothes Yujin described as old fashioned and too big for Richard at some point. Richard ended up neither dressed nor undressed, but that was only fair, after all Yujins clothes loosely dangled from his body too, after Richard opened them up before. The hands vanished though and Richard couldn't quite make out what happened while Yujin continued kissing him like that. After opening his eyes for a view moments, Richard closed them again soon after anyway. No matter how strong Richard wanted to be, whenever Yujin started to kiss and touch him, he lost some of that strength and some of the attitude that was supposed to keep people away. The hands were back on him and Richard let go of Yujin to help him with stripping off those clothes. As soon as cold air touched his skin however, Richard wanted Yujin to come close again. The kisses shifted and Richard wondered why Yujin still asked about the neckerchief. The wolf had seen the scar time and time again, at this point it didn't matter anymore. "Yeah...", Richard answered, noticing that he already was kind of out of breath. Then he complied and crawled a little backwards to get his feet into the bed and actually bed his head on the pillow.

    • “I’ve been good, I deserve a treat. After all, you broke me out and you might as well make up for keeping me in here longer than I should be.”, he counterargued. Not that it’d help his situation, in fact, even if he hoped that, by the gods, Richard would be as stupid as to stick with him and discard all and any kind of freedom, he’d be a mere lunatic. Yujin wished his own pain upon no one, that was very much for certain, but keeping it to himself wasn’t his forte either. Richard, however, neither wanted his problems or his own, something that Yujin had been painfully aware of for quite a while - kissing away his problems wasn’t viable, not even when he took off the cloth around his neck and teased the spots around the scar with kisses and little bites. What was it that the blonde had insisted on? Not wanting to drown in Yujin? Whatever it was, he hardly could recall it and while he was sure there were more efficient ways to go about it, he grabbed the blondes wrists once he found his way back into bed, not a part of him peeking out from the curtains. “Stab them? That’s the least I can do. I might not be a terribly skilled fighter, but I can stand my ground for a moment or two.”, he explained, before using the bedsheet he’d procured earlier to tie Richards arms to the bedpost and close the curtains around them.

      “That’s not your problem, though. If it turns red, it turns red and if my father wants to have it cleaned up, then he has plenty of people at his disposal to do that for him. Why worry? And why would he deny you a bath if you’re freezing?” Yujin knew that his father was the furthest thing from somebody that didn’t do things because they were in his own interest - whatever his goal was, as long as he only had to be nice to people for that, give them some love and let them enjoy themselves, he hardly had anything against it. Yet, Richard probably wasn’t the most valuable of chess pieces to him - he proved to be a thorn in his side, if anything. There was no need to actually get rid of Richards clothes for that, he could just pull them apart and then slide them aside, like he did now, to press his face against Richards chest and give it tentative kisses, only to come back up for his apparent favorite spot - that hideous scar that made the blonde who he was. “If you close your eyes, you can’t really hide from me, you know?”, he chuckled, yet, it was fine. Richard was always so quick to act though, it was fine if he gave up on that when Yujin came close - he liked the shy one more, the one that was at his mercy and yet, the other Richard wasn’t any worse than that. The wolf stuck his fingers between fabric and skin, just to tease Richard - he wasn’t even sure if his hands were cold - only to continue kissing the other exposed parts of his upper body, moving down and pulling on the blondes pants, just to tease him, just to expose some skin, not all of it - and even those bits of miscellaneous, exposed skin, he wound up kissing. “You could stand to let yourself be treated to something more often.”
      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.

    • "So now all of a sudden it is my fault?", Richard asked still whispering and he still felt a little bit watched in here, even though there was probably no reason to. The blonde felt Yujin tug on the fabric that covered Richards neck. It had been there when he ran around in Adrestian clothes and it remained when he started to wear the Thrian ones. His neck, including his scar was exposed, but the light in the room was dim anyway and by now Yujin knew every little detail of it anyway as much as Richard had seen Yujins scars more than once already. Yujin grabbed Richards hands after he changed his position, even though the blonde was about to touch him again. He let the wolf do what he wanted and just looked up after he was tied up once more, only this time he was also secured to the bedpost and not just unable to separate his hands. Maybe he was a little bit worried about what was to come, but he trusted Yujin. The wolf also closed the curtains of his bed and it almost felt like they were back in their little tent, only more comfortable probably, with a matress instead of a rocky cave floor. "You don't mean that.", Richard replied though. Stabbing and therefor injuring people over something as silly as Richard having to leave? No, he didn't think Yujin had it in him anyway.

      "Are you saying he lets everyone in as long as that person is freezing?", Richard questioned. Probably not, he doubted his grandfather had ever sat foot into the castle instead and he probably was freezing. After all he didn't have any Silessian genes in him, unlike Richard and he was still cold most of the time. Richard looked down at his chest however, pulled back into reality. He saw Yujin open up his clothes and slide them to the side to expose Richards chest. The blonde was glad when Yujin came closer to plaster him with kisses, because at the same time he warmed everything up. Richard enjoyed the kisses and touches, but he also still felt a little bit insecure, probably because he still didn't like the castle. At the same time he couldn't imagine telling Yujin to stop, not when he gifted Richard that much attention. He closed his eyes again, twitching a little when Yujin focused on the scar tissue on Richards neck. "Do you have your eyes open every time we kiss?", Richard answered and opened his own eyes again, seemingly only because Yujin had mentioned them being closed. Then he flinched some more, because of Yujins fingers touching his skin suddenly. His hands weren't cold though, Richard didn't believe they ever would be. Richard kept his eyes open now as Yujin kissed his way downwards. The kisses felt nice and Yujins hair tickled Richard as he slid downwards and the black strands trailed after him. "To something?", Richard asked whispering and almost confused. Something like this? Yujin had been locked up, hadn't he?

    • "Always been, always was.", Yujin chortled, amused over the fact that Richard didn't want to blame himself for what happened when he - in fact - had been the one that was at fault in the first place. What a silly little goose he was. In the end, it hardly mattered, though - if Shuren found out, he wouldn't care if Richard broke him out and had been the root of all evil, he'd just see that his son had broken out, one way or the other, and that there was absolutely no way for him to atone for something like that. Therefore, he almost certainly would be stuck in here for some months, if not weeks, and while he loathed the thought of it, he knew that he sort of had brought it upon himself by just indulging Richard in every single way he could have. "What if I do? There's plenty of things you don't know about me." Plenty of things he didn't know about himself, either, though. Maybe he was much like the blonde, just playing a role that was ready to burst at the seams - whoever he had been before hardly mattered, he knew that, but maybe he was still stuck-up enough to believe that he, one day, could have been someone that not only was bold and fairly beloved, but also painfully aware of all that surrounded him. "What would you even do if I stabbed someone for you?", he jokingly asked. Was there even anything Richard could do to begin with?

      "Hmm, I guess? Sometimes, he wants to feel better about himself than he truly, earnestly is and that's really annoying.", he sighed, but he wasn't anywhere close to stopping his assault on Richard and the plenty things that he was offered by him. Yujin could spend hours, if not days, marbling about his pale body, about the toned skin that was hidden behind layers and layers of fabric and something that he only noticed now was ... since when did Richard even like wearing thrian clothing? Was it warmer than his adrestian garb, was that the reason? He couldn't, wouldn't tell or ask and buried his face in skin instead, deciding to give the blonde more than just one hickey on tidbits of his exposed stomach - the further down he went, the more he pulled on Richards pants, before stopping the teasing act and actually sliding him out of them. Well, there was his underwear, but that was nothing that Yujin would even remotely care about for now, now - he wound up placing his hand on Richards crotch and palming him through his said underwear - there was no need to rush, but enough time to tease. "No, but you like closing your eyes a whole lot.", he informed the blonde, not that it was something that he conciously remembered, he just had taken note of it right now. Whatever or not Richard had done some of these things before, Yujin couldn't tell, but he knew fairly well that this ... was a bit new. "Yes, why? Is this confusing? Or do you not know what something is?", to accentuate the things he was blabbering, he plastered the blondes upper thighs in kisses, slowly moving to the inside of them as he pried his legs apart with one hand - the other almost teasingly rested on Richards crotch, only to stroke over it every so often, seemingly on a whim. "To be honest, something can be many things, actually."
      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.

    • "What? You said it isn't a million times...", Richard replied a little bit bummed out. Well he already felt bad about it, now he felt even worse. It was his fault after all, but at least he got Yujin out for a bit and now... well this was somewhat of a payback as well as it seemed. "For example...?", Richard asked and he truly wanted to know, but Yujin probably just blabbered nonesense. Still, Richard wanted to know his secrets for some reason, not to tell them to anyone, not to use them in any way, he just liked the thought of being the one Yujin told. But he was already his secret, wasn't he? Was there more? Another lover? That was nonesense and Richard knew that, but he wondered if Yujins girlfriend had at least payed him a visit. Though maybe Yujin didn't even want that. Did anyone else come? "Huh?", Richard asked, looking at Yujin and then he looked away for a moment, because he didn't find an answer. "I... don't know...", he mumbled. He didn't think that situation would happen and if it was just a guard, Richard would probably... would he help that poor guy? Maybe. What if it was someone coming for Richards head? Then he... would be grateful? Maybe he would be angry too...

      "I feel like you would help too...", Richard said. Maybe he would, maybe he also just wanted to have a better image, but Yujin seemed like the type that wanted to help everyone, especially if they had such a gloomy atmosphere around them as Richard. "Mh...", Richard let out, he was the one that would need to be quiet this time around, huh? For now he had not that big of a problem with it, but his heart beat faster than normal already and his stomach twitched, though there was nowhere to escape some of that tickling and he also didn't want to. He helped Yujin a little to get him out of his pants, even though he couldn't move his arms and with that his movement in his lower body was restricted too. He gasped shortly when Yujin put his hand on the only fabric still covering his body. Well except the sleeves that still covered his arms, because there was no way of getting him out after being tied up. "What's that supposed to... mean...", Richard asked, feeling how his own body started to produce warmth and he didn't feel as cold anymore, even though there was no fire in this room. "I... well, you've been locked up. Where would I get something then?", Richard retaliated. He wanted to use his hands, wanted to touch Yujin, but he already knew that he wouldn't get out. Instead he started to get goosebumps and his body tingled wherever Yujin touched him. The occasional touches with his hand were painful... in a good way. They almost seemed coincidental, but the clearly weren't and it was unpredictable when he'd feel something next. When Yujin didn't move there was still this warm feeling that made Richards stomach tingle and he was pretty sure that his cheeks had turned red and hot.

    • "It isn't, I'm just fucking with you, that's all.", Yujin mused. He was fucking with Richard, both actually - kind of at least - and figuratively, which wasn't much of a surprise and wouldn't harm anyone either way. They both were people of their own, full of countless ambitions and dreams and not void of all the hope they once believed to carry with them. Strangely enough, however, not everything was meant to last forever and Yujin, who didn't want to believe that, had to realize that it was just like that - the world wouldn't halt just because Richard disappeared from it, and even if it did, he was fairly convinced that it was just his own, just for a moment, on the brink of collapsing. "You're nosy, aren't you? But I'll indulge you. Is there even a coherent single thing you know about me?", he chuckled and he was sure Richard didn't. If Yujin wanted, he was very much capable of just being the biggest menace he could envision to be and maybe, just maybe, there was someone entirely else under the helpful facade and the fabricated splendor - but did he have secrets? None that he could recall, just like secrets were supposed to be. Was that weird? There was no way of knowing for sure and yet, Yujin was sure there was something happening - something, that happened somehow. "Maybe I'll tell you something if you're good ... and you can make up your mind what you'd do in the hypothetical scenario that I'd stab someone for you. You'd protect me too, right?"

      A dare, nothing more and once he found out that something would go his way, he wouldn't want to derail it. Yujin didn't know what to say - maybe he was just like his father, if not worse and hopefully, all of that proved to be to his advantage, rather than to be a curse that he'd carry around for the rest of his aimless life. "But only if it's you. I can be selfish, you know?" Yujin wanted to say he rarely acted like that, but there were plenty of ways he'd been selfish today alone and there were plenty of times that he figured he wasn't as good of a person as he pretended to be. Was he just overzealous when it came to Richard, or was all of this just getting to his head again? He didn't know, actually, he didn't want to know and kept biting and sucking on every tender piece of flesh he could get between his teeth. Nobody would see Richards thighs besides Yujin, it felt like he wasn't exactly marking him - if anything, he was just rewarding himself. "Diverting your gaze. But closing your eyes won't just magically let you escape.", the wolf reprimanded the half-sheep that had become prey - soft and tender skin was all he felt and maybe it had been good that he hadn't fought the blonde out of all the clothing he wore and instead tied him up in such a way that it would stay somewhat in place. His mouth went up, then down, then back up again, always looking for a different spot, before both of his hands tucked on the rim of Richards underwear and stopped the teasing act. "Break in and take it, if you're desperate for it. Which you kind of did ... but, worse, maybe you could get something from somebody else. I'm sure there's enough people out there that wouldn't mind giving you something and ruining you in the process. But we both don't want that, do we now?" Yujin pulled on the piece of fabric once more, ridding Richard of it eventually and pressing his own - loosely clothed - crotch against that of the blonde. Well, they were going somewhere with this, weren't they? "Would you like me to do something, then, since I'm already here? Do you have anything else in mind?"
      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.

    • "What is it that makes you all cocky as soon as you tie me up...?", Richard asked with a click of his tongue. Often enough Yujin tried everything to make Richard like him, to make him not angry - which was easily achievable. At some point however he gave that up and just wanted fun. He told Richard he was a teaser before, but the wolf was much worse and one could see that he enjoyed this very much. Didn't he mainly want to do something for Richard? Oh well, he didn't mind. "I know you're a pain in the ass.", Richard answered daring. What did he know besides that? Yujin was an idiot, but nice enough and always out to help people as it seemed, given he treated others just like Richard. He was a coward too, for not getting rid of hir girlfriend or his father. For doing whatever he says but it wasn't any of Richards business to begin with. Yujin probably didn't know a secret to tell Richard. "Of course."", Richard then replied but as he spoke it out loud something stung, something deep in his heart. He had given that promise before. Would he be able to fulfill it this time? He had to... but he was mainly bummed out that such a stupid think could throw him out of loop instantly and he grinded his teeth to forget about it.

      "You? Selfish?", he instead answered. Had Yujin ever been? Well he mostly was with Richard because he wanted it and not because Richard needed him, or was that not true? Richard wasn't sure and he also didn't know if it mattered. In that case everyone was selfish probably. Thinking about this was hard though and the kisses and bites felt good. The bites even better than the kisses when Richard was honest and his leg twitched from time to time, when it hurt, or when he wanted more. "You make it sound like a bad thing...", Richard mumbled, knocking Yujin on his head with his knee. He was still able to freely move his legs, so why wouldn't he use every option he had? "We had a deal... so that was never really an option...", Richard replied, but he wouldnt have been surprised if Yujin forgot about it. Richard wouldn't use his condition to his adventage like that though. Richard felt even more cold air touch his skin soon after, but at the same time he still felt warm, yet also exposed like that. Tugging on the bedsheets didn't do anything for him as he looked down to see what Yujin would do next. Richard let out another gasp and he was pretty sure he saw some steamy cloud leave his throat. "Aren't you already...?", Richard asked, fighting the urge to move his hip to feel more of Yujin. The wolfs clothes were still losely in place and Richard wasn't sure if the flowing fabric in addition with his hair didn't make him look even better than if he would have been just naked. "Who's the starving wolf now though..., Richard asked, Yujin seemed much more hungry for something than Richard and the blonde didn't even know for what.