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[haha, what a mess. it's simple enough for Jae-ha to pass as being on the human side of things. All he has to do is keep his boots on and keep his mouth shut (literally and figuratively, his fangs are cute and subtle but better safe than sorry) about his whole beautiful monster shtick, and that's reasonable enough to do with the tension so heavily in the air. beyond that, also, he's more than capable of defending himself or just escaping what monsters go for him, so he's mostly sitting pretty.

all the same he isn't heartless, he's been helping people when he gets the opportunity, on both sides. so it's not unreasonable for Jae-ha to approach, it's not unheard of for him to try and render aid. so he approaches carefully, not hiding his presence or anything, just, getting closer and calling out softly.]

Hello there, stranger. Are you well?

[He's really not. He's been ignoring the gnawing, monstrous hunger for way too long, and right now it feels like it could overwhelm him. He's heard Jae-ha's approach for a while and he can't make himself move. He's afraid he'll attack the man if he tries to go away from him, so it's all he can do to stay still.

And when Jae-ha gets closer he shudders, looking up at him with a dazed and distant expression.]

Not... Really.

[You should leave, is what he wants to add, but can't quite seem to make himself breathe the words, not when he wants, with every fiber of his being, for Jae-ha to get closer.]

It's a real shame to see a beauty such as yourself so down. May I ask what happened?

[for all his desire to help, though, Jae-ha isn't reckless. he isn't getting all that close, at least not by the standards of a typical human. he's already dealt with monsters that want to eat him this week, after all, and he knows better than most that beauty and the monstrous aren't necessarily mutually exclusive things. he does believe this man is a human, which is why he's this close in the first place, but it's always better safe than sorry.]

Or how I could help, perhaps.

Anemic...

[He murmurs kind of... Faintly. He does feel faint. Dizzy with hunger and the scent of Jae-ha's skin. As if on queue his legs feel like they're just giving out, if he won't let himself spring for Jae-ha's throat, and he slides down the wall until he's just sitting there on the road looking pitiful.]

[if this is a honeytrap it's a pretty good one, and Jae-ha decides to weather that risk at this point. the man's looks remind him too much of Kija for him to let this sort of thing lie. he comes much closer, kneels at Sion's side.]

Were you attacked?

[WELL ABOUT THAT. No he doesn't do it yet, he's still clinging to his self-control though it's... About a hair from snapping.

He shakes his head, putting a hand over his heart and curling forward a bit like this will help, shuddering against the impulse to grab Jae-ha. The side of him that isn't human winning out every second, until he opens his mouth.]

No... I... I can't stand, it hurts.

[his guard isn't Really Down but he's focusing more on being of help, reaching out to touch a hand to his shoulder.]

I see. Well, it's no good to have you sitting in the road hurting. I'm going to pick you up, alright?

Okay.

[He sounds a little calmer, a bit distant. The human part of him is in a total daze, the hunting and hungry instincts of the vampire taking over as Jae-ha touches him and he leans forward against his shoulder, clearly limp and easily scooped up, face pressed to Jae-ha's neck.

Except when Jae-ha reaches to do so, Sion's lips part and sharp fangs sink into his skin, the sensation euphoric and masochistic to be on the receiving end of. Like a Kagami-vampire, pretty orgasmic honestly.]

[ah. fuck.

that feels good disarming and visceral enough that he shudders, too taken by surprise to even be masochistic about it at first. instead his reaction is to go totally still, combating the urge to shove Sion away and slam him hard into the wall, the urge to up and flee. both of those would get his throat torn out. so instead he keeps holding Sion, breath catching in a rough, self-deprecating laugh, once he has enough handle on himself to not just moan.]

What a rough kiss... it's not often I meet someone more forward than myself but still so beautiful.

[Sion just kind of hums in vague acknowledgement, too lost in the pleasure of Jae-ha's blood to really be aware either of the man's words (for the best, what an embarrassing person) or of what he's doing, really. He's acting on pure instinct and need, wrapping an arm around Jae-ha and tugging him closer with inhuman strength, sucking at the wound on his neck, licking at his blood with obscene enjoyment.]

[the sensation and show of strength pulls a moan from him, helplessly aroused and a little pained, but honestly the pain just makes it better? what an embarrassing person indeed.

if Sion has any past experience to compare this one to, Jae-ha notably doesn't taste quite human, there's an edge of something divine and monstrous in there, spicing things up. but even if he doesn't have any way of comparing, the man tastes damned good. or maybe blessedly good. it's complicated.]

[It's really hard to stop when he's had enough, honestly it's a near thing, and even when he does he's still licking the wound like a cat at cream, trying to eat every last delicious, inhuman drop.

His sense of rationality hasn't quite returned even if his control has, somewhat. And he's sliding his fingers along Jae-Ha's spine appreciatively.]

[when those fangs become slightly less of an active threat, Jae-ha takes the opportunity to half-stagger up against the nearest wall, tugging Sion along with him. he's not quite walling the man, at least not with force, but the result is the same. he's not pulling away or lashing out, at least not yet, and when he speaks his voice is husky and very very aroused.]

Feeling any better?

Mm.

[It's still a little dreamily distant. Coming back to his senses seems far less appealing than leaning between the wall and Jae-ha's warmth. He drops a hand to Jae-ha's waist even, tugging him closer and lifting his face from the man's neck to press bloody lips against his.]

[god. what poor life choices. but it's really not like he has to be at the top of his game here. Yona isn't here, and neither are any of his brothers. he has nothing to protect except himself. plus, if this man wanted to rip out his throat, he's had ample opportunity. no reason not to get a little fucked up.

so yeah, kissing Sion back with only a beat of hesitation, pressing him bodily to the wall and nipping at his lips with far less impressive fangs.]

[Jae-ha you need to make better life choices. Is what Sion would say if he weren't out of his mind with lust and desire and the high from drinking blood after so long.

He relaxes against the wall and arches sensually against Jae-ha, practically purring into the kiss as he pulls Jae-ha against him, licking at Jae-ha's lips and fangs with the intent of deepening that kiss.]

[his hands slide to rest on Sion's hips, encouraging as Jae-ha presses closer in turn, deepening that kiss as a matter of course, his own tongue flicking to explore the other man's much fiercer fangs.

just fuck him up, basically.]

[Uh...

Yes.

Okay.

He nicks Jae-ha's tongue with his teeth, giving him more of that drugging venom as he basically grinds himself against the man. This is totally public but totally fine.]

[well he WOULD HAVE TAKEN HIM SOMEWHERE MORE PRIVATE AND SAFE IF SOMEONE HADN'T BEEN TRIGGER-HAPPY WITH THE PREDATORY DRUGGING, OKAY. but it's too late to argue with the reality of it now, and honestly Jae-ha's sense of public decency is a bit underdeveloped as long as he can keep his pants mostly on.

it's simple enough to go with it, grind deliciously rough against each other, clothed as they are, and Jae-ha moans soft and rough into the kiss, clever fingers already rucking up Sion's shirt.]

[Thanks to Amoi Sion has no sense of public decency anyway. He hums at the moan against his lips and arches again helpfully, hands dropping to Jae-ha's waist to go about getting his pants undone. That fancy robe seems like too much work to get off, they can just shove it out of the way.]

[The robe is weirdly heavy. you know, as clothes can be when they've got knives strapped to the insides. but it's true that it's easy enough to shove out of the way, and his pants themselves are done up with pretty simple laces. Jae-ha sets about returning the favor, then, one hand smoothing flat up Sion's abs as the other slides down to deal with his pants and underwear, deft even with the unconventional (by his standards) fastenings.]

[He wouldn't know anything about losers who keep knives inside their clothes.

He's not thinking about that though, not when Jae-ha is touching him exactly like he wants, and he's got the man's pants open enough to reach inside and drag his fingers along his cock, demanding, shameless.]

[look at least it's not a leather jacket with nothing underneath.

Jae-ha is rock hard, groans approvingly when Sion touches him and cants his hips a little, encouraging. he's also sliding clever fingers into Sion's undone pants, wrapping them warm and calloused around the vampire's cock, not shy in the least.]

[That's a step up anyway, true. He's appreciative of Jae-ha's cute reaction, fingers circling his cock and pushing his pants down enough to free it, tugging Jae-ha's waist with his other hand as he bucks into the hand on his own dick.]

Fuck me.

[It's a ragged moan against Jae-ha's lips, a demand and a plea at the same time. He wants it so badly, he wants to feel this man fuck him, especially when he knows he's going to bite him again, he wants to know what that feels like.]

You've got it, beautiful.

[his response is husky, intent even while his free hand pulls away from Sion to-- tug at the waist of his own pants, carefully, just ensuring they're tight enough they won't slip down much further on their own. he can't be too careful, not when they're going at it this publicly. but he doesn't intend to give Sion a chance to wonder about it, the hand around his cock stroking him smoothly, thumb pressing just short of harsh under the head, as Jae-ha pulls away from Sion's lips to trail nips and kisses down his jaw instead.]