bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

"Maybe I'm convinced you can't get me when you're in quite a bind, or maybe I just feel like no matter what I do now, you can hardly run away. It gives me some security, I'd say.", the wolf chortled, as if that was really the truth. Yujin didn't know, though - maybe he truly was a cocky bastard, obsessed with many small things about an unattainable person, or maybe he was somebody that - without a doubt - could continue living in the shadows that he sought out, that he found himself inside of. Was this all there was to it? "Am I? I'm not even inside of you." A grin soon was found on his lips, but only for such a small amount of time that he doubted Richard even caught a proper glimpse of it - not that it mattered, it never had to begin with and Yujin humored it, almost everything he said in fact. Just because he indulged the blonde didn't mean he couldn't be mean too, and that was probably why he pressed his own crotch against that of the blonde some more, only for now, only for a bit - he deserved to be teased, thoroughly, and now that he basically was asking for it, Yujin himself would feel like quite the bad lover if he wouldn't indulge him. "Now, now. No need for grimaces." Yujin wished he could pull Richard back up, but that wouldn't work unless he'd untie him - and that was something he didn't want. Hm, what a bummer. A kiss to his stomach was all the wolf could spare, but it was a kiss regardless, one that turned into a bite.

"I wanted you for myself, that's selfish enough.", Yujin mumbled, and he had made that clear before all of this, too. Why was it Richard that indulged his silly little requests, though, and why was the blonde so good at keeping him at bay anyway? It felt almost unfair that Richard was all he needed to be content, yet, his safe haven - as he'd probably lable it - would eventually leave him behind for good and shot him that, no matter what, in the end, neither of them fit together, or ever would. They weren't made for one another. "Ouch, what was that for?", he grumbled as he was hit instead. Fuck, Richards goddamn legs were in the way too! "Do you want me to tie them up, too?", the wolf questioned instead, and he had some blankets that he just had to grab - the fact that the intricate designs on his bedpost had holes, too, only meant that he could probably adjust the blondes fabric shackles as well, which didn't seem to be a bad thing. "Would you want that, though?" Maybe Richard only liked him a moderate amount, maybe he'd rather get fucked by someone that wasn't a nameless, useless second prince of some piece of ice - but little did it matter to Yujin, he'd not let him anyway, that much was clear. "Oh, let me rephrase that then. Would you like me to fuck you or would you like something else, Richard?", the wolf spoke, only to press his hand against a patch of skin above the blondes crotch, tentatively, as if to try something out and see how much weight was right. Still, he licked his lips, only to meet Richards gaze eventually. "Be honest, when is it not me?" Fuck, was Richard always this hot? Could he just keep him in this goddamn bed instead of letting him go home? Frankly, he'd make a good addition to his room, and Yujin hated himself for the thought alone - for a thought that riled him up more than he should. Still, it was only fair to be here with him, after all, Richard had to reap what he'd sown as well.

"You do? Fantastic.", the wolf chuckled, knowing that Richard was just playing with him as much as he was - they both were playing this game and in the end, if he was terribly honest, maybe it would have been funnier if he hadn't tied the blonde in place and just had let him do what he wanted to begin with. This was bound to be messy, but when weren't they and even worse than that, why wouldn't they be? The senseless adoration they seemingly had for one another was nothing, even when they both tried to swindle their way out of it - Richard more than Yujin ever would. "Ouch, that hurt!", he laughed instead, but he deserved that one, somehow, in some absolutely crude and understandable way. Sure, there wasn't much going on and he didn't necessarily have much going for himself either, but Richard liked him and that was, what that all was about ... hopefully? Not that he knew for sure. "Huh? Sorry, I didn't mean to.", Yujin mumbled - he hadn't intended to hurt Richard, but as things stood right now, he was actually doing a pretty good job at that regardless. Should he be bummed out? Not really, after all, that kick had hurt too and Richard had already done it twice - what a brat!

"Everyone is, even if they don't want to admit it. The difference is that some are more selfish than others.", he declared and it wasn't wrong. Plenty of people weren't as selfish as others, meanwhile, some of them were busy fawning over whatever they had their eyes on, declaring them theirs before they even were and not letting anyone else close to them. On second thought, Yujin felt just a bit guilty because it sounded like him, didn't it? "Being an idiot.", he replied, sticking out his tongue. This was fun, actually. "Don't give me ideas. I doubt you'd like being completely defenseless, but if you want to try it out, just say a word." That wouldn't be too hard to achieve - one more blanket for his legs, another for his eyes and the neckerchief for his gag - and voila, Richard would be tied up and completely defenseless in no time. But then Yujin wouldn't be able to look at him and the blonde wouldn't be able to stare back at him - which was something he didn't want to. "So I'm a pest, huh? Good thing you tolerate me." That kind of hurt, but it was all in the same vein as his own teasing - Richard wasn't exactly looking for spots that hurt, Yujin figured, just for random ones - at least he'd like to believe that - and Yujin would indulge him for now. "Hm. Yes I did, but I'm currently trying to figure out what to do with you, actually. Not that I could ask you, anyway." Not that Richard would give him much of an answer, either. So, what was he supposed to do with him? "We could just keep playing, you know? No need to rush things, unless you'd like to." And as if to force an answer out of the blonde, he rubbed his own crotch against that of Richard, just to bring the point across - they both weren't any better.

"You're just being mean again.", the wolf complained, trying to be silent about it this time around - whatever or not he was doing a good job, though, he didn't exactly know. Did he even think that Richard was being rude? He couldn't tell, but given the situation and the fact that he very much had the upper hand - especially since the blonde couldn't even use his - he definitely wasn't all that mad at him. Why would he even be? Richard was joking, there was nothing bad about that and he knew that himself - nothing of this ever had been bad in the first place. "Better now?", he whispered instead. Shutting up had never been and would probably never be the wolfs forte, he was a loud and boasting individual in general, but he could at least try to avoid being caught by a nosy sister or a guard that was too dumb to tell what they were actually doing. Either way, this was all fun and games, still, and just because someone overheard them didn't mean they couldn't have fun. When was the last time they were here anyway? Usually they somehow wound up doing it everywhere but their beds, given that Richard didn't even have a proper one and Yujin wasn't even sure if he could recall doing anything in that mess of furs aside cuddling and sleeping. Did they? They had brought some into the tent, but that was hardly the same to begin with. "I'm not, dork." Was the blonde a dork? Hm, probably not. "Aren't I a smart kitten?", he chuckled, as silently as he could, but he was fishing for a compliment regardless - that had not worked on Richard before, simply given the fact that Yujin knew that he wasn't anything necessarily special. Not smart enough, not strong enough, not enough for anything - just an ordinary guy with a horrible memory and the intelligence of ... he was quite akin to a kitten, wasn't he? "If I was gross, I'd say I'm your idiot, but that seems unecessary. I'm an idiot regardless." Not that he belonged to Richard either way, but he'd not mind it the other way around - having someone in his arms was nice, but given the situation, having someone beneath him was even better - someone that just had to take what was given to him, whatever he liked it or not. Would Yujin even do anything the blonde wouldn't like? It was hard to tell, he usually didn't like a lot of things, at least at first - just like a picky child. "You can still kick me ... and you mean in the tent? I think we did." The details were already becoming foggy, as if someone had put a veil around them and looking through it proved more and more difficult, especially when he tried harder and harder to make things out that his past self had spouted.

"We could try, but I should get rid of your shackles for that ... you're not going to run off if I do, right?" Was he really asking that? The wolf wanted to be safe, yet he knew the answer already anyway. Where was Richard supposed to go in the first place? Yujin fumbled with his own sash, before pulling it off and folding it in the middle, just to bring it up to Richards face and blindfold him - that was one pair of eyes taken care of. "Sometimes, not always." Almost as if that was anything he got, he eventually slid out of his pants and underwear, before discarding them somewhere on the icy floor. Playing around was fun, but just doing things was much, much better than that. The weight on the bed shifted a bit, just as he let go of Richard for a moment, now that he could neither see nor pull himself out of his misery in the first place, not when he was tied down like that. For a moment, Yujin rummaged around, before procuring another vial of oil - he'd never needed a bottle, and he was fairly sure that if he looked around for a bit longer, he could find a second or even a third vial, given the fact that he just kept losing stuff all over the place anyway. "And that's why I don't ask you things like that, unless I got you in quite the bind anyway. Look, you always wind up liking things when you get coaxed into them. Aren't you the silly one?", the wolf simply asked, before crawling back to where the blonde lay, vial still in hand, looking at the blonde. Hm, what was he supposed to do with him now? Actually, he did have an idea, but it felt ... embarrassing, to say the least. Thank god Richard couldn't see him blush, just slightly, but definitely. "I do have an idea.", he quite unceremoniously announced, just to pull out the cork from the vial with a 'pop' and throw it somewhere, anywhere, really. Giving himself some prepwork couldn't be that hard, not that he'd never done it before, it just ... felt odd to ignore Richard for a bit, especially since he got him riled up like that, had teased him all that much and he wasn't even going to stop anything soon. Well, fuck, huh? Yujin pulled on Richards shackles, just to get them loose - he didn't even need an answer. "You do still need to blindfold me, think you can do that?"

"So we're even now?", he asked instead. Were they ever really even? Sometimes it felt as if they were just going for one another because they kept owing somebody something and while that was partially true, it also meant that no matter what it was that wound up happening afterward, it would just be the same again - there was no way to repay a debt and even if they did, they just created a new one, somehow, an improper excuse to come for the other soon thereafter. "Because I learn fast, and I know what you want.", the wolf summarized for the blonde, yet, both of those attributes weren't exactly the best way to describe him. In the end, everything he learned would just go down the drain anyway and he never truly knew what Richard wanted anyway, not until he tried it out. It was better like this, when the blonde was the one that came close to steal his vision as well, to entangle them both in darkness that they'd found some other way as well - but now, they didn't have to look after one another, or find their evading gaze. "I'm not that devious. Were the ideas any sillier than this, though?", he soon inquired. Yujin didn't recall, not in the slightest and he hated himself for it, maybe even felt bummed out - hadn't his memory worked so well during their little trip? Why was all of this gone again? A sigh left his lips, in the end, it couldn't be helped anyway. "We won't. Promise." Not like all the other times, were Richard ... what? Even just thinking about it confused the wolf for a moment and he thought that, maybe if he was robbed of what he could see and be forced to see what his thoughts could conjure, it would finally come flooding back, but alas it didn't and he still was stuck with remembering even less than before, he was sure of that. What an absolute pain in the ass. "I got some oil and I know it doesn't matter, because you'll end up liking it either way. I do know how to make you feel good, even if it's the only thing I do." Was he even happy about that? Yujin couldn't quite tell anymore, but these thoughts had no place here, not right now when he was having such a good time just mere seconds ago - his head had never quite worked the way it was intended to and he'd never been sad or mad when it came to other things that he couldn't remember, yet, why was he already pissed off at this? It was just silly!

Yujin wanted to grab one of Richards hands, but they evaded him eventually anyway and he only heard some fabric ruffling - it might have been the clothes that the blonde was still wearing, but there was no way of really telling. Yujin emptied some of the oil onto his fingers, not sure how he wanted to go about any of this in the first place, but it was just all about coaxing Richard into it, right? "If I tell you, you'll just shy away again.", the wolf mused instead, searching for the blonde for a moment, holding the open vial between his teeth soon thereafter, before using his free hand to press him against the mattress once more, just so that he could figure out what he was doing - he should know Richards body by now, but maybe he should take the risk and peek out of his blindfold instead. Yujin put one hand on Richards dick, stroking him slowly, before he propped himself onto his knees and shoved one of his oil coated fingers inside himself. Fuck, that was just an odd way of doing it, especially when he didn't want to let the blonde wait forever and he wasn't even sure if he was getting weak knees. Instead, he soon added a second finger, then a third and took his hand off of the blondes dick, to take the vial from his mouth and pour it over the blondes dick, then discarding the vial and giving him a hand to spread the oil all over it. Was it always this dark in here? Or this hot? Had his cheeks always been that warm? Yujin didn't know, especially when he was trying to be all quiet about what he was doing. Fucking hell. "What ... I wanted to say anyway ... was that I'm sorry in advance.", he chuckled, before crawling all the way over to Richard - this was so incredibly awkward with a blindfold on, especially now that he didn't want to feel himself all the way around. Given, the blonde lay under him and he could have had a vague idea what the wolf was doing from the moment that he'd picked the spot for the oil - but it didn't matter much, especially as long as they both enjoyed it. Yujin was quick to figure it out, now that he lowered himself onto the blondes dick and tried not to rush things. This was easier when it was the other way around, wasn't it? Taking all of this in in one go was probably not going to work, right? "Hah, fuck."

That had been a straight up lie, the blonde knew that himself and yet, Yujin wouldn't call him out on it - not right now, not when he was in quite of a bind anyway. Fuck, why did he decided this was a good idea? When had even been the last time that he took Richard in like that? Probably a while ago, not that he could recall, but he kind of yelped when he felt the blondes hands on hips and he wasn't even sure if Richard was going to force him to take it all in - not that he expected the blonde to be like that, but given the situation, anything was fair game as long as they tried, right? "Gagging could work, tying up not so much ...", he huffed, but he wasn't keen on giving up his voice so soon after his eyes - he needed it to communicate, even though it would have been better if he just had shut up before. A kiss was enough to shut him up soon, even if being pulled down was quite the uncomfortable position anyway - wouldn't it be better for the blonde to sit up? No, that would probably be an even bigger mess and Yujin was sure he'd yelp again, lest the blonde would actually gag him. Breaking off the kiss felt horrible, still, and he soon sought out another one, just in case, before sitting up again and finally letting Richard slide all the way in, which he commemorated with a huff - that had been enough effort and he felt like he needed a break. "Anything you want, then. You can have anything you want." Whatever that would be and in Richards case, it wasn't much that he'd like ... right?

"Why? You always ... kind of ... no ... forget that." Yujins mind wasn't in order, not because of the general situation, he just was mixing things up right here and right now and it truly made him doubt what he knew about Richard and what not. Was this all he could recall? Did the blonde even dislike anything they'd ever done? Maybe at first, but not soon after - this felt wrong, this wasn't like Richard, so why was he assuming that? "I was. I thought this could be fun, maybe something different. And then I realized I have to put in all of the work anyway.", he teased, as silently as he could and he still only sat there, prodded slightly on his knees because he didn't want to move yet. The blonde seemed so far away, yet so close and the one hand that remainded on his hip for now felt like a good support, but also like this was going to be the biggest mess of the week. "Yes, I didn't think you'd like it. I'm a bit out of it today, I think ...", he grumbled, knowing that Richard would probably either worry for nothing now or ignore it - but Yujin wanted this and he did start moving by now, if only slowly, by raising and lowering his hips and putting his hands onto the blondes chest. Keeping his voice down, right now at least, wasn't even that hard to begin with either way, but it wouldn't stay like that if he picked up an actual pace. The wolf searched for the blondes hands, the one on his hip and the other that he'd used earlier. "Can you ... do me a favor and sit ... up?"

Nothing but a slight chuckle was, what the wolf could muster - it fell loud against the silence they had kept just earlier, yet, it wasn't even that loud to begin with, after all, he was only making sure that the two of them woudln't be caught in the first place and if Yujin was fairly honest, he wasn't doing much of a bad job at that. "We are silly, aren't we?", he mused soon after, wishing to know what kind of other stupid ideas he always had when it came to the blonde. Wasn't there a plethora of things he had never told Richard to begin with and wasn't it entirely stupid to keep it all to himself, fully knowing that, no matter what, he'd only doom himself further and further? Sure, he'd mustered the courage to kind of confess to the blonde just earlier, but that had been all he could and would do and he'd not even got that returned to him, it still stung, but there wasn't much he could do about that. If he were to be honest, he was just grasping at straws, he was trying to fit in, into something he hardly could call anything worthwhile and Richard was doing enough to accommodate him already anyway. Why was he thinking about this things anyway? This was stupid, this was supposed to feel good and not like he was trapped in a situation he didn't exactly know if he wanted to be in anymore. "Anything you want. Whatever it ... is, just tell me.", he whispered, trying to play coy, but he didn't need that - Richard had seen all of him, he knew him better than Yujin knew the blonde anyway.

"I ... misremembered.", the wolf blurted out, almost ashamed that he couldn't offer the blonde any new information. Yujin felt sorry, yet not like he should say it aloud and while he wanted to enjoy the touches that came out of nowhere, yet, were to be expected, he wasn't sure if they were worth losing his mind over. The blonde seemed to have a much better time than him and he felt sorry about it, again, and yet, why couldn't he this time around? It was silly. "Do you ... want to watch ... next ... time?", he blurted out, almost as if his mind was going from one topic to the other in seconds because it had no idea what to do, or what to feel or where to put his attention to. "Wh-What ...? Touching myself? Wouldn't it be boring if I didn't?", Yujin giggled and he knew that this might have not been what Richard wanted to hear, yet, what he couldn't see was, that the wolf was definitely blushing himself, if only because his cheeks and his ears felt quite warm to begin with. "How come ... you can sit up ... without ... my help? No ... fair ..." All of that soon got smothered by the fact that Richard, apparently, sat up and Yujin was kind of in his lap right now - that actually had felt kind of nice, even if that meant he couldn't entirely bite back a moan and somehow found himself stopping in his tracks, trying to adjust."What makes you think I'd let you rest if I don't even get to rest?" Not that he could move much in this position now, he'd kind of doomed both of them, but he still did what he could when he'd felt like it was fine to move again ... this just felt way better than before, and Richards lips on his neck didn't help either. The wolf wasn't sure where to look for support, but he wrapped his arms around the blonde much like he did, only to bury his face in what he assumed to be Richards shoulder. "You're ... so close ..." Was he? Were they were this close before?

But for how long? Yujin felt as if he would soon be the only idiot that lived in the frigid floes of Silesse and once Richard left, there was no way he came back either. Painful, yes, quite so, but also kind of shameful to think about if he was honest. There were many things he didn't quite like considering, but even moreso, he foud himself back at a crossroads and didn't want to think about losing the blonde to whatever he wanted to go back for anymore. Richard was never going to stay here, not for forever anyway and Yujin would do good to respect that - and that he did. "Really? Care to tell me?", the wolf questioned, wanting to know, the curiousity in his voice more amplified than usual. Was there truly something Richard could show him that he hadn't already seen? Regardless, he found himself to be enthralled by the idea alone that there could be something more, something else that the blonde willingly gave to him. But in the end, what could it be, aside from something silly? "Take your time, we've got the entire night ... and then some more." Hopefully, after all, while it was probably late anyway, they still had all the way until Richards birthday and the sole thought reminded Yujin that he still needed to get him a present, something, anything that he could excite the blonde. But what was it? He himself hardly counted and the fact that it needed to be something exceptional, he didn't even want to think about it, lest he'd just be occupied by it. "Sorry ...", he mumbled, yet, didn't except to be treated like that. Why even? Richard could have just ignored it, after all, all of this was happening just because of Yujin and it was only fair that Richard got a treat as well - he deserved one.

"Hah ... right ... but this ... isn't bad ... either ...", he gasped, knowing that he'd doomed himself from the start anyway. Richard was all he ever could have wanted, yet everything he couldn't have as well and it was more than just stupid to think about all of this again. Yujin couldn't see, could only feel, and theoretically, his body felt good, but it wasn't quite in tune with his mind that couldn't tell left from right and right from wrong - why now? "Who else ... would I be thinking of? ... Really, I'd ... not invited ... you to w-watch if ... it wasn't ... you, silly." The wolf knew better than that, knew ho much closer this felt and knew how much closer this was and for some reason, he wished this was still happening in their tent, out there, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, where he could feel liberated all he wanted, where nothing actually hurt as much as he thought it would. Having the half-wolf around him was not always fun, sometimes he wasn't even sure if Richard wanted him to be there, but this felt right - it usually never did, but it just felt good and right and many more things, all at once. "You ... do look the ... part, even ... if ... I can't see ... you.", he complimented and he meant it. The blonde always looked so good, it was almost unfair. Given, he didn't look bulky, his shoulders weren't as broad, but Yujin liked him way more like this, and he felt inclined to touch Richards stomach by forcing one of his hands that was between them, just to teasingly feel him up as best as he could, now that they were so close. "Hah, I ... was fighting for dear life ... on the window sill ...", Yujin joked instead, but it was quite obvious he didn't mean it, even when he didn't let himself laugh this time around and only pressed his face against Richards shoulder so more, nuzzling against it. Could they be even closer than this? Not ... entirely, until a muffled moan escaped his lips and he was fairly sure that he was way too close to Richard now, this felt way too deep, but after a bit, it felt way too good, too. The wolf wrapped his legs around Richards body as best as he could, not sure what else to do with them and playfully bit his shoulder. "Way ... too good.", he mumbled, as he moved himself a bit, as best as he could at least. "I doubt ... you could make ... me feel ... bad ... like this."

Falling for Richard might have been the worst mistake he could have ever made, but it felt way too good to chalk it up as one already. Yujin was convinced that he was exaggerating, maybe hurting himself over something that felt so stupid on purpose because he didn't know where his head should be, given the fact the couldn't use his eyes but his thoughts. It took the wind out of any sails he ever had, but it was fine, just because for now, this felt good and very much right. Being with Richard, in fact, felt incredibly right and only thinking about it was fine as well. There was no shame to be had, nothing, after all, who would blame him for it anyway? "Yes.", he whispered, breathlessly, and just enjoyed the fact that they were so close, that Richard felt so warm and the slightest bit of movement was so good, wonderful even, and let him feel as if he'd quite definitely not done anything to deserve that. A slight chuckle wound up coming from Yujin, yet, it sounded definitely muffled, given his current position. "That's ... right ... but that's ... not what you ... were ... thinking ... of, right?" Not entirely, even when Yujin couldn't quite tell what it was that Richard came up with. Theoretically, he was right, given the nature of things, and the fact that the blonde always seemed to have more spantenous ideas than anything, but there had to be something on his mind, at least the wolf had a hunch.

Why would he even let the blonde go anywhere after this? Though, Yujin wasn't his father, he didn't need to lock anyone up in a castle, especially when they didn't even want to be there and he was fairly convinced that Nayantai would be disappointed in him as well. He didn't want to be alone though, which was precisely why he squeezed Richard and wanted to hold him even closer, all the while he was tryin to lay low on moaning and shut up, while both of the moved ever so slightly, as best as they could. Had the bed always creaked this loud? Was Richards breathing always like this? All of these things seemingly were amplified by the lack of eyesight. A few strokes over Richards quite toned body were enough to confirm to the wolf that he wasn't being lied to, not that he had expected it to begin with, but he also realized that Richard was ... why on earth did he look like that? Yujin felt almost embarrassed thinking about the mental image that he'd painted with the few touches and strokes he'd made, and he felt bad for himself - and Richard - for being unable to be anywhere as hot as he pictured him to be. "Richard ...", the wolf whined, maybe even moaned as he got closer to the blondes ear, just to nibble on the lobe and press his nose against what he assumed to be the side of Richards neck. Still, he was painfully careful about it, keeping the scar and it's many parts in mind, all the while enjoying the treatment that he got, the scratches and eventually the fact that Richard was the one that grabbed his ass this time around, which surprised him, made him jolt slightly, but it was fine, even when he had to unsuccessfully try to muffle another moan - the bite didn't help, nor did the amped up tempo, which Yujin didn't even need to do anything for. Fuck, Richard was doing all the work again. "Why ...? Because ... that's what ... gets ... you going?", the wolf still joked, but he was obviously out of breath, trying to match the blondes rhythm and movement eventually. Richard was silly, but Yujin couldn't help but wonder if he even touched himself when the wolf wasn't around to lend him a hand. Why would he? "What ... about ... you anyway?"

How much closer could they even be? Yujin couldn't, wouldn't know, there was nowhere to get to, nowhere to crawl into and it felt almost as if they couldn't be any closer to one another than they already were - it felt like all of the world that usually continued on and on had halted, just for this moment of silence, to let them sit in their own echo chamber, listening to all the tired and spent noises they could make. Silly, wasn't it? For a moment, he wondered just for how long this would go on, but he didn't question it and swallowed it down, like bitter medicine, giving up on the thought that anything that wasn't Richard even mattered right now. "You're ... so silly ... sometimes.", he chastised Richard, more in a playful manner than anything, not that he took it any more serious than anyone else would in the first place. Yujin liked this, the fact that there wasn't much going on, that they were persisting in their own little bubble, hidden away from a world that hadn't been nice to either of them - they had no silence they could share with one another, but kisses, some of which the wolf pressed against the blondes neck after he'd received one of his own, unwilling to let go of the position he was in right now. "How ... about ... you use ... your hands and ... show me ... what ... I won't like? And then ... tell me ... the ... other one?", the wolf proposed instead, knowing that there were two ways this could go. Either, Richard would open his mouth and just tell him, or he'd actually show him - something he didn't think Richard wouldn't do, if given the chance.

It was comfortably warm like this, all the way on Richards lap, just like that and Yujin wanted to admit that he wasn't even sure if he liked being on somebodies lap, that he wasn't even sure if he'd like doing this again, but it was so nice, so warm and comfortable, he would probably fall asleep like that, if it weren't for the fact that they were quite busy right now. The wolf buried his teeth in some spots on Richards neck, not biting down anywhere near as hard as he usually would, only to pepper them with kisses and occassional hickeys afterward. This was something, if not all that he ever wanted - and he hated admiting that he loved the tone of voice that Richard had when he said his name, when he moaned in his ear and it made his hair stand on end, made his entire body feel like it had been struck by lightning and was now aflame - there was warmth in the worst parts of his body, he felt terribly hot and riled up, even more so now, and a moan followed suit. "You ... sound even ... better ...", he answered, clinging to the blondes back and scratching over it whenever something felt especially good. Why didn't they do it this way more often? But actually, it was probably would have felt even better the other way around, though, this was completely divine already. "Any ... day ...", he replied and he hated himself for not being able to see the blonde once more. His imagination ran wild, with the sole image of the flushed red skin, the toned body, prodding himself on his knees and trying to put on a show for the wolf, the parted lips, and maybe even slightly teary eyes - Yujin could live with that image becoming reality. "You must be ... horribly pent up ... then ...", he chuckled, just to tease Richard, as he wasn't sure anymore what to do with himself, or his arms, or anything about himself in general. This felt good, did he even need to say more?

When was the last time that being with Richard had turned him into a trembling mess? Yujin couldn't recall, it was almost as if all of that had escaped his mind with so many more things, he wasn't even sure who he was supposed to be in the first place. Ddid it matter, though? He was with the man he loved, even if he couldn't really admit that, but he was just trying to do something, trying to survive and be somebody that the blonde could love, if only for a few hours and he seemingly was rewarded for that. "No ... no, because ... you are ... teasing ...", he huffed instead, knowing that even that probably hadn't been the half-wolfs intention. If anything, they both were closer than ever and the moment he found his hands taken off of Richard, he was confused, feared he did something wrong for a moment, and he regretted not asking for an explanation first, all up until the moment that he felt some hand in his hair. "What ... are you ...", he mumbled, not sure of what was happening, taking into account that he had asked for this and hardly could tell him to stop, couldn't tell him off right now, no - Yujin wasn't sure what to expect, but this was different from the usual - different from what they normally did. Why was that? Had they both needed this? He remained as still as his trembling body, void of a source of warmth and the other body it clearly wanted to glue itself to, could and waited for any and all instructions. There was slight pulling on his hair and before he knew it, his hands and arms were behind his back and Richard was fumbling with them. Once they were gone, his neck was slightly tilted backwards, his lips slightly parted and his gaze fixated a bit upwards. Yujin tried moving his arms, but to no avail and once he slightly yanked on his new binds, he regretted it, but ... that was a moan, not a yelp of pain, that had left his lips. "When ... did you ... even ... think of that?", he implored.

Was this foreign? Very, but he could forgive Richard for doing so when he pulled him in again, gave him back some of the warmth that he lost, he wanted to lean into it as he accepted his fate, even when this was turning out way different from what he actually had had in mind. Fuck, why did he not do it the other way around anyway? It was too late to regret anything for now and he was already biting his lower lip in an effort to not get off to whatever it was that the blonde really was doing - was it because of the constant movement, the fact that it all felt so different, so deep and close, or because right now, Richard had even made sure that he very much was useless, except for one thing? Yujin didn't know what made him feel more ecstatic, he didn't mind being used, after all, Richard didn't mean it all like that - he knew that - but if the blonde were his captor, maybe he'd enjoy his miserbale fate a bit more. Once he snapped out of it and realized what Richard was doing, though, it was way too late to search for any kind of support, to muffle a moan with, to get out of a bind - this felt slow, yet good, yet so goddamn deep, he wanted more of that, and the noises that left his throat spoke the same exact tale as well. Yujin felt hot, almost unbearably so, and he was sure that Richard was being a tease on purpose, though, he also didn't want this to end, even if he had no means of stopping the warmth that surged in his body, or the electrifying feeling that took him over soon thereafter - Richard was good at making him a mess, one way or the other, and Yujin enjoyed all that he was given. "I ... like it ... a ... lot ... more than I ... probably ... should.", the wolf forced out between all kinds of sounds that he didn't quite bother holding back anymore, lest he'd probably bite his lower lip bloody from all the efforts he made. "Richard ...", he mumbled. What did he even want to say? He felt stupitified, almost as if his body was telling him that he should only focus on what he was feeling, what the blonde was doing - he was approaching the edge anyway.