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[So welcome to Lost Raiders Jae-ha, it's a chaotic month where the populace of the city is split into factions "monsters" and "hunters". Those with visibly non-human traits are hunted and captured and those with mostly human traits are... hunted and eaten. Of course, as you should know, not everyone who is a monster looks like one.

Still it's late and there's a pale, beautiful young man with an eyepatch leaning against a wall, looking like he's about to pass out.

See if he's okay?]

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[that really speeds him up, because as much as he'd like to take his time with foreplay (against all reason at this point, come on Jae-ha), there's a real risk of him coming embarrassingly early with the venom involved, so he shudders and tugs his fingers free, slipping that hand down to Sion's ass, wasting no time in pressing in, gentle but inexorable.]

How do you want me?

Can you hold me up against the wall?

[He's spreading his legs lewdly, accepting Jae-ha's fingers with a frankly slutty moan. He actually hasn't been fucked in a while but it's not so long that he doesn't loosen up easily. And honestly he's a vampire, Jae-ha could be a lot rougher without bothering him.]

Or I can turn around.

I can hold you up. You want to bite me, right?

[Jae-ha is a masochist, not a sadist. he likes it rough, but mostly when he's the one getting roughed up, so he stretches Sion in a perfunctory sort of way, not overly cautious but certainly not intended to cause undue pain, either.]

[I mean. Sion's not against recreational sadism. He wraps his arms around Jae-ha's shoulders and hooks his legs over his hips, leaning back against the wall.]

Yeah.

[He really, really wants to bite him again right now, fuck.]

[Jae-ha withdraws his fingers, hitches Sion up so he's more solidly braced between him and the wall, his weight secure. He leans in close to press a kiss to his cheek, murmuring husky and aroused right in his ear.]

Good.

[And he lines himself up with Sion's entrance, starting to press in.]

[He moans helplessly against Jae-ha's cheek, tightening his hold on him a little roughly and bucking his hips up for more.]

Ah--what...What's your name...

[Great time to ask this but how is he supposed to moan a guy's name if he doesn't know it? He presses his face against Jae-ha's neck as Jae-ha starts to fill him, licking and kissing the skin, not yet biting but somewhat out of his mind with his desires.]

[he almost doesn't want to answer, some part of him still aware of how sketchy this situation is, the risk they'll be enemies after this...

but the prospect of this gorgeous man moaning his name in the throes of pleasure wins him over fast. he sinks into Sion until he bottoms out, pressing his face into silky silvery hair and taking a shaky breath, halfway between amused and overcome.]

Hhah, what a time to ask... I'm Jae-ha. What's yours, stranger?

Sion.

[It's murmured against Jae-ha's skin without hesitation. Either very confident or just not thinking at all. Probably the latter. It feels good to be filled with Jae-ha's cock, to inhale the scent of his skin and feel his warmth pressed close.

He doesn't wait, rocking his own hips in impatient eagerness, fingers digging roughly into Jae-ha's shoulders.]

Sion...

[he murmurs as if to commit that name to memory, before he's slowly pulling almost all the way out, then shoving back in all at once with a shuddery moan, muscles quivering under Sion's hands.]

[How is he supposed to resist that?]

Jae-ha.

[The way he whispers that name against Jae-ha's neck is pure sex, but he doesn't give Jae-ha time to process that when he's opening his mouth and sliding his fangs into his skin, moaning loudly and shamelessly at how nice that is. It's on a whole other level, being fucked while biting someone. Biting itself is addicting but this blanks out everything in his mind but pleasure.]

[he didn't really intend to hold back for this, but the bite guarantees he doesn't have his wits about him enough to even come close to considering it. instead the burst of pleasure and pain wrap up his conscious mind, the fussier parts of him, and drown all his concerns in raw feeling. he cries out, hips snapping sharply, fucking Sion with utter abandon, all of his considerate presence-of-mind taken out back and shot. just fuck him up.]

[I mean. Mutual.

God this is so good.

He moans again, loud and what may be Jae-ha's name but it's so muffled it's really hard to say. Clawing at Jae-ha's back, his cock twitching where it's trapped between them, biting again because on top of his own desire feeling Jae-ha's loss of control through his empathy isn't helping at all. Or it's helping a lot.]

[Sion's empathy will also catch how Jae-ha latches onto the pain alongside the pleasure, enjoys it masochistically in its own right even as the venom floods his veins with bliss, even as he pounds Sion into the wall, the utter loss of control both freeing and terrifying in turns as he gasps helplessly and mouths at Sion's hair.]

[Honestly he's not going to last long, bucking against Jae-ha and crying out his name again, their combined feelings having him clawing roughly at Jae-ha's back enough to tear his robe (sorry) and leave clawmarks even as he comes, making a mess of both heir clothes with breathless, panting whines and keening noises because he's so turned on and keyed up he can't even properly vocalize.]

well, not that he has time to fuss about them at the moment or even really notice except in that Sion is ripping into his back and that's driving him over the edge too, emptying himself deep within Sion's warm heat with a ragged cry, fucking him through their shared orgasm until it hurts to move, painfully oversensitive, and then a little more past that, the masochism rearing its head until the whole concept is just too exhausting.]

[He leans against the wall, dazed, until gravity and unsteady legs pull them both against the ground. The echos of pleasure, his own and Jae-ha's, tingle through his nerves but he recovers faster, if only due to the vampire metabolism. Carefully he untangles, enough to right their clothes a bit and then scoop Jae-ha up in his arms. It's just a short ways to his apartment from here and that's safer than the street, with a vampire's speed they're there in literal seconds, where he can set Jae-ha on the couch and strip his soiled shirt.]

[there's really only enough time for him to register that he should maybe be panicking, that he's being carted off by something probably stronger than him, but by the time he realizes he's already on the couch, and he just. he needs a moment. to process.

this is difficult when Sion is stripping right in front of him but like. s. sits up, rolling his shoulders to get a feel for how fucked up his back is, blushing as he does.]

Stay still.

[He murmurs, dropping his shirt in a hamper and retiring to the bathroom to fetch a wet cloth and antiseptic.

And then he's back in the room sitting next to Jae-ha with both so probably the amount of threatening is going down a few levels.]

Take off your shirt.

[...what is with this yoon-like atmosphere.]

Ah, that's kind of you, but it's really not bad at all.

[yes it is and they both know that, no matter how hot Jae-ha finds it.]

I take it you're feeling better?

[Congrats you've met (and fucked) another mom-friend.]

Jae-ha. do not make me remove your shirt for you.

[He'll do it. Though he also actually blushes at the question.]

Yes. Thank you. I should apologize for my behavior.

Ahh, got it, got it.

[he strips off his robe, laying it over the back of the couch, and after a moment's pause takes off his undersleeves as well, leaving the scar on his shoulder exposed, as well as the old rings of scarring around his wrists.]

It wasn't really a big deal. I wanted to help you out, and it looks like what we did helped you out, so I don't have any particular complaints.

I have complaints.

[Not with Jae-ha but with his own conduct. Still, while Jae-ha lets him, he'll go about cleaning and disinfecting the wounds.]

What kinds of complaints?

[idly, checking out the damage to his robe as he allows Sion to treat him...]

Assaulting you, to begin with.

[Well, between the blood and clawmarks and bites it's pretty damaged. Sion is at least very thorough and gently in his treatment. Getting up halfway to fetch gauze and bandages to lay over the cuts and bites.]

Ah, well, I accept your apology on that front. Though as assault goes, everything you did is something I would likely have consented to, given the opportunity, so don't worry too much. Just don't do it again.

[Jae-ha is a pretty patient... patient, staying still and compliant like he's been well trained.]

I'm assuming the need for blood is new to you, right? This month's nonsense?