bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

"You did? I'm glad.", Yujin expressed. That he was, more often than not, but it felt nice to be wanted, to be loved back, especially by someone that didn't always seem to have the capabilities of accepting affection from someone, or anyone for that matter. There hardly was a way for either of them to come clean, both not allowing themselves a moment of respite, though, it wasn't all that hard to do in the first place. They both needed some time apart, but they gravitated back towards one another with no discernable reason often enough, just wanting to be close, or rather because he wanted to be close to Richard of all people - and the blonde just let him, with less and less protesting, time and time again, making Yujin wonder about one too many things at the same time. "Surprised? I was just curious. And maybe a tad bit disappointed." Well, that was one thing to say for the guy that was two fingers deep in another, but it didn't matter - it wasn't like Richard needed to have that kind of fun on his own and Yujin had to admit, maybe he just wasn't up for any of those things and rather had someone pull him into it, as some sort of assinine excuse, to get away from what was truly important to him, or kept him away all night. "That's good to hear, I don't plan on giving you your clothes back anyway." They didn't need them, theoretically, but it was much more a figure of speech than an actual statement.

Sharing Richard, especially tonight, was out of question, but he'd never wanted that and had always hoped that Richard would think about him in a similar way. Strangely enough, however, he was perfectly fine with Yujin prancing around, doing whomever, wherever, whenever, even if he didn't do it, didn't feel like it. "That might be true, but that doesn't mean you can't be mine, does it?" Given, Richard was much more of the mercenary type of person, but in reality, he was very much of royalty as well - or had once been, before falling rather ungracefully and landing here, in the depths of an icy hell. That was too much to think about, yet again, and Yujin much rather indulged in simpler pleasure, carnal ones that he expressed at this point in time and maybe even was ashamed of for a split second. "I see ... and maybe feel, but I'm inclined to believe you.", he answered, almost much more stoic than usual, occupying his mouth with all the bruises of his own that he wanted to leave; Richard would probably look worse after indulging in a night with him, though, neither of them seemed to mind. "All of those three apply. And besides, I like you - whatever you're being a stubborn and grumpy or soft and melting under my touch. Either is nice. And I'd be lying if I didn't say I like your body, too." Their relationship was much more physical than anything else, it always had been, but whatever helped Richard mend his wounds was nothing Yujin would decline, even if it also only served to fall further down the rabbit hole he had dug for both of them by interacting with him. Generally speaking, that wasn't too bad, all things considered, but it felt more like a landslide was dragging him down there, instead of a gentle push. "Yes, you did. Want me to shut up?", he laughed, silently and embarrassed, before using the rest of the oil in the vial up and casting it elsewhere - there was no need to keep it in bed. If it didn't matter to Richard, it hardly mattered to Yujin at this point, as he took away his fingers, wiped them on some of the fur he could find and pushed his dick in instead, only to take a moment afterward to look at Richard, just from above, before he lifted one of his legs to put it over his shoulder and slowly started moving. "Would you ... even want one hundred kisses?"

Was he selfish or too demanding? All he did was fish for praise, ask for reassurance every now and then and while he received, reaped what he'd sown, sometimes he felt as if Richard was either taking too much offense in the things he said and did, or he wasn't entirely onboat with something that was already happening, only to get rid of his stern demeanor and act on impulse himself, reassuring Yujin that everything was fine, that he wasn't forcing himself onto him or doing something that Richard disagreed with - and that he could stop him, shut him up, or something along those lines if he needed to. "Why? Hm, I think I find it kind of exciting to think about you fantasizing about me. I wouldn't mind watching you, if you ever were willing." Yujin meant it, but it fell right into his usual accounts of selfishness. Not only was he trying his very best to appeal to the man that he, very deliberately, was currently fucking, but also trying to pry answers out of - that was an unfair practice, but it was fun to hear the singsong of someone that usually would keep to himself, someone that acted all stoic, then came undone, like a carefully packaged present instead. "What do you want instead?" Him? There was no use denying it, yet, both of them were guilty as charged and Yujin was also the one that had to admit that he was, without a doubt, making things worse for either of them, taking things slow today and even kissing spots on Richards leg periodically, just because he very much could.

"Would you save me ... if I was?", he whispered, wondering in what sort of story the princess would end up fucking her knight in shining armor like this, only to eventually retreat into her icy tower, not to be seen again for a few weeks - and the whole thing would just transpire again. It was silly to think about, outrageous enough to make Yujin chuckle at the thought alone and wonder what would happen if he kept pushing all the right buttons in that direction in the first place. "It's yours. That reason enough for me to like it, no?" And even if Richard hardly agreed, Yujin was the one calling the shots tonight and he decided that picking up the pace would help the blonde with getting his damn mind out of the gutter, lest he'd completely lose his mind and make him realize that all of what the wolf was saying had been true from the start and that'd never change; he'd made up his mind long ago, at some point he hardly recalled at this point. From here on out, he should stop all of this idiocy, should finally listen to himself and man up for once - Richard was right regardless and Yujin was the one that earnestly tried the most stupid of things and somehow made all of them work, for both of them. This had never felt better, and the moans were nice too - there was no use denying it, he didn't even need to do that, though. "This ... is going to be a long night, then.", he mumbled and who knew if he was right or not - he sealed the deal with a kiss on Richards lips as he tried leaning forward - they both were helpless, whatever or not they wanted to admit it.

"Hm, because I want to watch?", he quickly declared. Yujin wanted nothing more than that, until he had the urge to start touching Richard again, feeling up his body and teasing him from time to time. All things considered, he tried his earnest to regain his composure whenever he felt as if he was taking it one, two steps too far - something he hardly adhered to, as if Richard beckoned him to come closer, to drown in pleasure for another night, not once doing second-guessing himself, questioning all the intentions he had - there was no need to. Instead, his eyes rested upon the man he so willfully desired, to love and ruin, as would be customary. Making a mess out of one another was something they excelled at, too, and they both were panting, wheezing for air between their kisses - so much, that Yujin wanted another one, wanted more, but he kept the pace he had picked up relatively the same; they had established that long before any of this. "Very well.", the wolf answered, bearing a smug grin on his lips. As if to demonstrate, he almost pulled all the way out, only to push back in rather quickly - all those sweet noises the blonde made weren't making it any easier on him. They were far from done, Yujin was far from finished (with Richard), but they both knew that - if he had more stamina, they'd be able to go for the entire night, although the wolf knew that all of that was wishful thinking - something he'd have to save for another time.

"How about you break me out again?", he followed up as a suggestion. Ironically, that entailed they'd have to devise an actual escape plan at some point, at least when Shuren realized what they were doing and where they were headed, something that Yujin didn't even think about previously, as he'd just accepted any punishment that had been thrown his way, as if to show his father that he was, in fact, still capable of being obedient. Richard had changed things up - that was worthy of a reward. His fellow olf was busy pushing his buttons, returning all the kisses, softly touching everything his hands reached, and all the while he was gasping for air, moaning beneath him - sweet music to Yujins ears, who could only chuckle at Richards attempt of teasing him back, just as Yujin stuck out his tongue at him. "Honestly? Not really. I like you, right? The fact that you have a nice face with gorgeous eyes and soft hair is just a bonus, like your muscles. I'll gladly take them, you tease.", he concluded and wanted another kiss, but couldn't get one, which meant he want back to biting and sucking on select patches of skins wherever he could reach, only looking back at the blonde when he felt a short jolt of incredibly dull pain in one of his fingers. "I still can't believe you have the more wolfish teeth out of the two of us. Enjoying yourself, huh?" The small gestures made Yujins stomach flutter, that he had to admit, but he didn't stop Richard - he actually deliberately stuck two of his fingers in Richards mouth right now.

"Tie me up and see where it leads, then.", he simply suggested - Richard had hit the nail on its head, had figured out that yes, Yujin wasn't capable of sitting still, of doing nothing and enjoying the scenery for too long, simply because he wanted to do, to touch, to feel; he'd lose his cool if he couldn't, even if that sounded quite a bit exaggerated, he knew that he was down bad for Richard and the only thing he could do to better himself was to accept that fact, and to stop acting upon every treacherous impulse he felt, even if Richards moans were like sweet, endearing music to him. "The better ... question is, if you'd even touch yourself in front of me without blushing like a maiden?" Yujin did bank on the fact that Richard, of all people, wouldn't go through with it - he felt high and might in his new spot as it seemed, finally intend on teasing him, and yet, Yujin needed to tease right back, not able to accept to lose for once, but also playfully calling out the hypocrisy that unfolded once Richard opened his mouth a tad bit too wide; thankfully, it'd be very occupied soon.

"If you catch me again, I doubt that I will. But if I let my hair grow some more, you probably can just use it as a rope.", he suggested. Did he mean it? Yujin hardly knew himself, not offering any further explanation and in all honesty, there was none to give. All he could do was try his best and hope that it would work out, though, he still had quite a long way to go until they reached all the way down the icy castle walls - who knew if Richard would even manage to get any grip on them? "What? Big, mean wolf teeth? Or that attitude of yours?" Yujin was back to teasing and the fact that they kept barking at each other like riled up dogs - their fucking, maybe even love-making, was more passionate than that this time around - not quite ready to go for blood, but ready enough to tear one another apart. Richard won that one, but Yujin liked the sensation that made him flinch, before all was mended in the end. The wolf took his fingers back, wiping the remaining saliva off on Richards body. "They are big, mean wolf teeth.", he cursed, although somewhat playfully, grabbing Richards hand for himself - the one that wasn't busy digging into the fur beneath at the very least - and kissing it, too, before biting some of its digits himself, which definitely didn't cause the same reaction, or had the same sensation to it. "You're pretty mouthy for ... someone that's getting fucked, you know that?"

"What if I do? Would that even be enough for you?", Yujin teased as a countermeasure. Richard wasn't exactly greedy or easy to manipulate, but a firm push in the right direction was all it needed, even if it was only a verbal one. The wolf himself knew that he wouldn't be able to shut up, that he'd run his mouth regardless of what would be happening and that he wanted nothing more than to give the blonde a good night - he didn't need to get everything he wanted and ask for, he was simply happy to have something, or receive something at some point and that was it. This felt incredible, Richard did, and maybe Yujin would want another round after this, but he hadn't made up his mind about that yet - he'd see, especially if he wanted something else for real. Sometimes, he felt like they both were playing a game without a winner, but they both had to stick it to the other that they - or rather he - were making a lot of crude attempts to get a certain reaction out of one another. "And you'd be willing to prove that to me, yes?", he tried furthering that iron resolve that Richard seemed to have, see if he cracked like an egg under pressure and admitted to it being a flat-out lie, or if he truly meant it and was daring Yujin to stave it off and ask for it another time, when they were drunk again.

A kiss was all it needed to take his mind elsewhere once more, and it was nothing more than a cheap distraction tactic in that case - one that he fell for, as he returned it and wondered how far away they were from hundred, before forgetting about that yet again. It didn't need to be one or even two hundred, none of that, and he knew that fairly well. The tugging in his hair was unexpected, but he grinned at Richard, not saying a word, knowing what he was trying out - that would never work, Yujin was sure of it, especially with those soft tugs. Nothing about them was rough tonight, they were more bark than bite and all the actual biting that happened only happened to some degree, nothing outrageous, nothing too painful. "Figured. They're pretty useful, I take it." Useful enough to leave ... hadn't Richard bitten him really hard once? Trying to recall the details was a pain and a half, but he was sure he had at least asked for another and then wound up looking like a wild animal had mauled him whenever he took off his clothing - whatever he'd liked the pain or simply getting marked wasn't clear, but a shiver ran down his spin just as he thought of it. "I have to compensate somehow. But I don't need big, mean teeth.", he spoke, about to part his lips for the fingers that apparently wanted monopoly over some shitty baby wolf teeth. Did Richard like them this much? Yujin didn't know, but he couldn't speak like this, he softly bit and then sucked on those fingers instead, shifting his focus elsewhere, upping the pace for now. Fuck, how much stamina did Richard even have?

Nothing was off the table, huh? Yujin smiled, bright and gleeful, as if one magic sentence was enough to bewitch him even more and give him a plethora of shitty ideas that were nothing more than an excuse to tease Richard and see how red that face of his would get and how impatient he could be when it came to touching himself, fully aware that there was someone there that could help him out instead, that could reach more than his fingers, and Yujin wouldn't be able to deny him, to say no, because he'd never be - and if Richard denied him, said no to him, he'd whine for what felt like forever, only to eventually get all that he ever wanted. "You're making this sound ... quite enticing ...", he summarized for both of them and frankly, it was the truth. If not enticing, this was somewhat groundbreaking - whenever had Richard turned out to be this alluring this, openminded about something that was more than silly and happy to welcome any idea that the wolf, notorious for his bad ideas, was allowed to do whatever he wanted right now and forevermore - the last part was only in his head, but he could still try and pry it out of Richards hands, no? There was no shame in accepting pleasure, much like there wasn't shame in allowing oneself to enjoy all that one had to offer - it only followed that Yujin wanted the best for both of them, whatever it'd be a mess or not didn't matter, as long as Richard was onboard with it.

Melting under Richards touches was one thing, but it only got worse when he felt as if the blonde had him in his grasp, instead of the other way around. They were close, so close, but he couldn't push much deeper and the silly thought of being one wasn't one that would come true for real, it never had been and it was true that Yujin was only trying to satisfy his own urges in that case, something that he'd always do, under any circumstance. If the pleasure he received right now wasn't enough, then it definitely was Richards voice and te way he moaned his name that send tinges of electricity all the way down his spine and made him heat up as his own body grew tense shortly after Richards. "Mhh?", he crooned, satisified, and yet unable to hear all that much between the panting they shared, panting that grew louder, that was mixed with moans and the want and need for so much more than they both were able to provide each other. Yujin felt ecstatic, as if it wasn't obvious that Richard was already pushed well over the edge and that orgasm was well enough to satisify him as well, after he'd just clung onto the hope of exhausting all his other options first and make Richard finish up before - now, they came at a relatively same time, waves of pleasure and a strange surge of heat rising within him, making him shut his eyes for just a second, with Richard making a mess of them both while Yujin, on the contrary, made a mess of his insides. He was panting now, trying to catch his breath, slowly opening his eyes - he felt warm, possibly stick liquid partially on himself and saw some of it on Richard, who seemed to be so blissfully out of it, gasping for air as well. Silence followed as Yujin gave them both a moment, leaning down to deliver a kiss to those lips he'd never get enough of, even if they stopped tasting like Richard and started tasting like himself, before pulling out and probably making another mess. "That ... was wonderful ...", he gasped. He needed just a moment ... just one, and five more kisses, one of which he stole away soon after. "Do you ... want to own up to what ... you said earlier?"

To have whatever he wanted sounded to good to be true, almost treacherously divine - and he was going to insist on wanting it, now that Richard had offered himself up like that, had told him he'd do anything he wanted, that he wouldn't pull pack out when Yujin insisted - and now he found himself in quite the bind, stuck to the promise he'd made. Why did Richard even think that he'd get the wolf off of his case in the first place? It sounded stupid, if anything, but Yujin wanted to be a man of his word as much as that ... lover? of his should be one. It didn't matter what they called each other, or who they wound up being to each other; all that was important was, that they actually got along, that they liked who they were and would spend many more days doing so. "I'm glad to hear that, now I know that I did a good job.", he giggled and caught that towel that was soon thrown his way before Richard opted for a timeout, for a break, to either freshen up or ... no, that wasn't that, but Yujin took the towel to clean himself off and watched the blonde leave - he hated to see him leave, yet, loved to see him go - at least when he had a nice view like this one.

"You can have all the breaks you want, as long as you own up!", he called out after Richard, whom he currently was teasing, if anything. This came at the expense of his own lifetime, though - maybe he'd be beheaded for annoying the former prince too much, or he'd at least wind up faking a bunch of repercussions, like being banned from the bed for the night and having to waltz home in nothing but underwear because Richard decided he'd keep his coat ... that coat thing sounded oddly familiar, though, he'd already hit a roadblock and no longer had any idea what the hell he was thinking about. As Richard returned, Yujin wanted to snatch that piece of meat from his mouth - or at least see, if he'd give it up when the wolf touched it, but he was too late and it was all gone by then, taking the cup from Richards hands and drinking from it, emptying it out, before he put it on the nightstand and threw his own towel to the floor. "If you don't want me to touch you, you might as well tie me or at least my hands up. If not, I'm fine with anything from here on out.", Yujin expressed with a grin, only to steal a kiss from Richard by subtly leaning forward. "Unless you don't want to anymore?"

Playing around was one thing - Yujin had spend a lot of time doing just that, as much as he had spend enough time giving Richard a general idea of what he wanted of him or do with him; they both were menaces in their own regard, knowing fully well that they couldn't stay away from one another too long or even give each other too much room to breathe, lest it felt wrong. "Hungry? Hm, maybe for you, but otherwise, not really.", he joked around, but the opportunity had been there - he had just taken the resources he'd been handed and made Richards life a tiny bit more miserable, if only for his second, because those jokes were subpar if anything. "Glad to hear that, I wouldn't have let you back out now anyway." Yujin would have allowed Richard to do what he wanted, he'd have to feel comfortable too, which was all that he asked for - but not only that, they both were here to have fun, to not only enjoy each others company, but also tonight before they parted ways for a while and then gravitated back towards each other. The end of summer almost felt melancholic like this, in a metaphorical sense. "Tie me to? Just what is going on in your head?" It would suffice to tie him up, not to tie him to some bedpost or desk and have him struggle for a piece of pleasure - was Richard a sadist? Well, there was only one way to find out.

There was shuffling on the big pile of fur - the unprotected, soft and Richard-scented pile of fur - that the blonde long since called his bed. Yujin liked his own, if only for the fact that it had curtains and was generally inaccessible for anyone that wasn't explicitly invited in by himself - and it hid whatever he was doing, with whoever he was doing it. His heart felt like it was about to spill out of his chest earlier, right now it swelled with anticipation and Yujin felt the tiniest bit of hot, either from the fire that still casted a dancing display of shadows on both him and Richard, or from his imagination, running wild and rampant. He gulped when Richard returned with some fabrics, easily identifiable as neckerchies, and Yujin soon lend him a hand in tying some of them together, as it'd prove easier to both of them to just let the wolf - the guy with the fucked up leg but the uninjured arms - do it in Richards stead, who somehow didn't seem like he wanted to back down. "You never? Didn't have any kinky girls in your bed yet?", he mumbled, astounded. Maybe tying someone up was too much for a one night stand, though, where drunken love usually overtook the rest of the night and there was no way to think clearly, or rather no need to. Yujin wanted to go back to tying up some more neckerchiefs, only to be offered a daring proposal, to which he couldn't help but glance at Richard, and then grab him by the chin, lifting his head up ever so slightly. "I wouldn't mind that, but you've got me curious - what's on that mind of yours, hm? You seem much more creative to me than you claimed not to be."

"Stealing? I thought you wanted to share.", Yujin answered, but very well knew that Richard had no intention of sharing, even if a delicious looking piece of meat deliberately stuck out of his mouth. Neither of them was an actual wolf, having to use their teeth to grab onto their only food source and play tug of war with it until one of them gave up, which was why that hadn't happened yet ... or rather because Richard ate too fast and Yujin didn't have the time to react. "Fun, for both of us, isn't that obvious?" That it, apparently, wasn't, but teasing Richard only ever was fun for him anyway, so it was fine, in hindsight at the very least. There wasn't much he could do to combat all that he felt, to understand all that happened out of his own accord, but it also showed him that, contrary to popular belief, he wasn't losing his marbles, or even making attempts at silly stuff that could've been planned the slightest bit better - he was who he was, and right now, he was egging Richard on, to own up, to commit and to decide on how he wanted to make Yujin miserable, unable to use his hands or do anything for either of them. "Hm, fair assumption. That might happen. But there's no way I can do that if you were to tie my legs, too, right?" And it'd be fucking embarrassing to rob all the way over there, if Richard decided to abandon him at the other side of the fur pile.

"Adrestians seem much more interested in the vanilla side of things, huh? Well, aside form you. But that might just be my fault." Skills, however useful or useless, could be learned and Yujin had to practice any sort of thing, too - especially if his head sometimes felt as if it retained nothing and all that he'd just forced himself to commit to memory faded into obscurity, disappearing forever and evading him until he randomly recalled bits and pieces. "I never said I don't want you to torture me, right? Well, torture is the wrong word, at least in my case - I asked for this, specifically. But I'm glad you enjoy it." Did Richard like being in control? Yujin couldn't figure it out, though, he couldn't figure himself out either - something that he ought to work on, even if he didn't mind it. Forgetting was a natural process, if an annoying one - like the question that had been tossed his way. Yujin leaned closer, tilting Richards chin ever so slightly, and kissed him, before showing the blonde his tongue. "Where's the fun if I'm not struggling and begging you to untie me? I don't need alibi knots, that would ruin our fun, and I'm sure you'd agree - if you're actually out to torture me." Besides, he'd not be owning up to his own words then, spouting nothing but hot air and in turn, he had wanted to call Richard a pussy for potentially not manning up enough. This was stupid, they both were. "Sounds good to me - unless you want something more, I'd be happy to go through with it." As if to give Richard a helping hand, he undid the hairtie he hadn't gotten rid of earlier, letting all that pitchblack hair spill out over him and pool on the heaps of fur, as he handed Richard the piece of fabric that held them up previously. "Have fun, Richard."

"That ... I didn't mean it like that. I wanted to bite it while it dangled out of your mouth, to see if you'd give up some of your spoils or if you'd fight me for them.", Yujin laughed, fairly amused by Richards assumption that he complained about not being handed some food as well - he wasn't even hungry, but in all honesty, there was no way for the blonde to know that without at least asking first. "Yes, I like it the most when you squirm under me and moan my name, but ... I think I like the moaning my name part alone, as a stand-alone thing, too, you know?" Maybe that was why Yujin wanted Richard to fantasize about him while touching himself? It seemed oddly specific, though, not too far off and if he had to think about it just a little while longer, he might have come to the conclusion that yes, that was actually what he wanted - to have someone that loved him, infatuated with him, and Yujin would be lying if he denied himself, or Richard, the truth, which he didn't speak of, still. "Mhm, do your worst." Whenever or wherever this would lead, he'd gracefully accept it, unless he wanted Richard to call him out for being a raging hypocrite that demanded one thing from him, but couldn't uphold the other himself. What a waste of time and space that would be.

"Sorry, I just thought you'd be very hot and very easy to convince. Not. You never said no!", he whined, accompanied by a chuckle thereafter - he was playing with Richard right now, with the guy whose face he already couldn't see and that was pulling on both his arms and his hair, just to tie one with the other. What even gave him that idea to begin with? Yujin didn't have an answer for Richard, as much as he wouldn't ask right now - he sat there and listened, letting him do whatever he wanted with him instead. "Adrestians seem much more prude than I expected, but at least you can have just a bit of fun, as some sort of odd treat. Well, am I any fun?", Yujin teased, obviously trying to fish for compliments this time around instead of accepting that yes, to adrestians, thrians were much more dirty-minded, yet open about things that they condoned previously, or even still, and should be ashamed about. "Something like a white flag like, for 'I surrender' or something like that? Hm, I'd suggest I bite you but who knows how close I'll be to you. What about a timeout? No, that's not really ... Hey, for the record, I don't whine or cry!", he implored, offended by the notion that he, in fact, was always whining over everything and never letting go of the most stupid of topics, just because he had to prove something to Richard like endurance or tenacity. "As long as you don't abandon me like this, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to do whatever you want. Didn't you say everything's fine tonight? Same goes for me - whatever you can think of, I'm fine with it." Maybe he didn't want to be left out of all the fun, laying there all high and dry, or not getting a good view at the blonde, but all those things were very likely not going to happen anyway. There was some tugging at his hair once Richard let go for a second as he finished the knot, seemingly, and Yujin tested it - his neck wasn't bend in the completely wrong direction and he had a somewhat little space to move it, but it felt fine. "Go on, no need to be shy."