Hunted

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Title: Hunted 9/9
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho, Changmin/Yunho, Junsu/Yoochun/Yunho
Rating: NC-17
Warning: supernatural AU, blood
Summary: Yunho is just doing his job; sometimes that makes him a target.

Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8



Yunho wanders through the third floor of the house, running his fingertips over the banister at the top of the stairs. Changmin shadows him, though the day before he spent glued to Junsu and the day before that, Yoochun. Taepoong slinks past his ankles, sniffing at the richly coloured runner that covers the length of the hallway. The puppy sneezes and Yunho suspects that this floor of the house gets very little attention from neither the vampires nor servants.

It doesn’t stop Yunho from exploring the rooms, turning stiff handles until doors creak inwards. This part of the house is the thing that gives the age of the house away with its opulent furniture and chandeliers. Most of the rooms appear to hold storage, sheets draped over furniture to make large distorted ghosts and Yunho enjoys pulling open drawers in side tables and seeing what trinkets he can find. For the most part, there’s nothing exciting to be found but there is a charming library with books gathering dust.

‘These are all old archives,’ Changmin tells him. ‘They’re part of Jaejoong’s history and document his heritage. His family were quite famous.’

Changmin runs a gentle finger down a fragile spine of a book, leaving a streak of pale blue amongst the dust.

‘And yours?’ Yunho asks curiously, resisting the urge to pluck a book from the shelves and choosing to examine the paintings on the walls instead.

‘Rich and pure enough to be successful, but only moderately so,’ Changmin pulls out a handkerchief to wipe the dust from his hands. ‘My parents were not particularly powerful demons, and neither were my sisters. We were not considered to be of upstanding breeding, though by chance, I was blessed with the power almost equal to those of higher status.’

‘Are your family still alive?’ Yunho can’t help but ask, meeting Changmin’s eyes.

Changmin stares at him for a long moment before blinking. ‘No, the wars took them, but by then I was already part of this family.’

‘I’m sorry,’ Yunho remembers only fragments of his own family and even though he knows the most recent war was over a century ago, he mourns the idea of losing family.

The vampire looks at him in mild surprise before shaking his head. ‘It was a long time ago. We were all soldiers then, but some of us were warriors.’

‘You and Jaejoong?’

Changmin nods. ‘We met on the battlefield. He was a general then and the rank of his family and purity of his blood didn’t matter there except that it gave him strength and made him an elite warrior.’

‘So you’ve been together for centuries?’ Yunho still feels some surprise and can barely keep the look off his face, it just seems astonishing that anyone can live so long.

The demon points at a painting above the mantle and Yunho almost jumps when he realises that it’s Jaejoong in the portrait staring back at him.

‘Long enough. His family are mostly dead now but they were so expansive it’s not hard to find traces of his ancestors everywhere,’ Changmin turns Yunho’s attention to the next painting which features a family tree and Yunho struggles to make out Jaejoong’s name in the old script. ‘The work Jaejoong has been doing since we arrived is mostly to do with the old demon council. He inherited a seat after his uncle passed in a small civil war and the council holds a heavy weight amongst the government here. Jaejoong still has an abundance of connections, even though his chosen family tend to lack societal standing.’

‘He’s allowed to do that? To just make a new family?’ Yunho finds himself locked in the gaze of Jaejoong’s portrait. ‘Doesn’t Jaejoong like his blood relatives?’

‘If a lesser vampire had done it, they would consider him weak,’ Changmin shrugs, ‘but isn’t it better to have a family made up of those who wish to be by your side, rather than those whom are obligated to? Technically, we’re all related by blood.’ The vampire smirks and Yunho snorts.

‘I hate to keep pointing this out, but you seem to forget that you kidnapped me to make me part of your family,’ Yunho says flatly, rolling his eyes before taking in more of the paintings around the room, dwarfed by the shelves of books.

‘Well every family has its quirks,’ Changmin chuckles.

Yunho scoffs but he’s lacking any real heat towards the vampires these days. ‘So is Jaejoong the black sheep of his for starting a new family?’

‘In a way, but his blood is pure enough and he himself is powerful enough to render those sorts of arguments moot. A family is supposed to provide you with strength, but neither Jaejoong nor I have ever really needed more,’ the vampire quirks his mouth into a half smile before gesturing for Yunho to follow him out into the hallway. ‘Certainly together, we are stronger anyway and Junsu should grow into a very strong demon in time.’

‘By that logic- do I make you weaker?’ Yunho feels a strange pang of guilt and anxiety eat at him.

The demon laughs and shakes his head.

‘No, as I said, Jaejoong is powerful enough for all of us and there are no wars to fight these days. Jaejoong has been an advocator for peace on the council since he joined, regardless of how much it goes against our violent nature,’ Changmin curls around Yunho’s back once they’re in the hallway and tilts his chin up until he’s staring up at another painting- this time of Jaejoong and Changmin.

Yunho thinks it’s not quite an accurate portraiture- they haven’t captured the power behind Jaejoong’s softer features and Changmin’s jaw line isn’t as sharp, making him appear younger.

‘And Yoochun?’

Changmin hums against his nape, pressing a kiss there that has Yunho’s skin flushing with arousal.

‘Yoochun was a weak little demon when we found him. Turning has given him strength. He still looks a little fragile, don’t you think?’ Changmin murmurs and Yunho nods in agreement. ‘He was like you- half starved and without a place to belong. The family he was born into wasn’t nearly strong enough to survive- a shame as their species has a rare beauty. Diluted power in the bloodline though.’

Yunho feels a wave of sympathy towards the young vampire. Changmin embraces him tightly for a long moment before breaking away and heading towards the stairs. Yunho follows slowly, thinking about Changmin’s words and the old fashioned notion of good breeding. Yunho isn’t weak and he doesn’t think Yoochun is either but they must look pathetic in comparison to those who possess extraordinary power. He tries not to let it bother him.

Yunho sets off in the afternoon with only Taepoong for company and the intention to run until his lungs give in. They curve around the forest for a good kilometre, until they reach the small pathway amongst the trees, the puppy leaping ahead as Yunho jogs along the dirt path. Eventually the trail disappears and Yunho slows down to make his way between the trees, picking out the easiest course.

A couple of miles in and Yunho’s lungs are burning, his legs beginning to tire whilst Taepoong still races forward eagerly. He pushes through every signal his body gives him to stop, forcing himself onwards and persevering to maintain his form. Yunho used to be so much better at this, and the disappointment irritates him, scratching at his skin like a rash. He’s still gained a lot more strength after being well fed and cared for, more than he’s ever experienced. Running with the weight of a full stomach instead of an empty one had been difficult to adjust to.

Yunho zones out, easily dodging trees and roots as he runs. The sound of his heart pounding and his ragged breaths drown out all other sounds. Belatedly, Yunho realises he has lost sight of Taepoong but he doesn’t panic. Jumping across a small stream that Yunho uses as a landmark, he decides to head back towards the house, curving into a small clearing where the stream is sourced from a natural spring. He calls for her before he begins jogging back the way he came. There’s not a lot to look at when he runs, other than where to step without slipping in wet, rotting leaves and mud but this time Yunho spots a blur of grey from the corner of his eye.

He slows, but it’s already passed out of sight and he wonders if he imagined it. Heart thumping harder with nerves, Yunho edges closer to the outskirts of the forest, knowing there’s safety in the open grasslands that are in full view of the house. He speeds up, concentrating hard on regulating his breathing, kicking his knees up high to give him some bounce when he feels his body lagging with exertion. The shape passes again and Yunho whips his head around so fast he almost crashes into a low branch, ducking just in time. It had been too tall to be the cuddly mass of Taepoong’s grey and white fur, the puppy still barely up to Yunho’s knees and this had been at eye level. Yunho does his best to swallow down the hint of fear that bubbles inside his stomach when he realises it’s following him, loping alongside him, obscured by the trees but only metres away.

Yunho makes a sharp turn to his left, bolting towards the security of the open grass and considers shouting for the vampires as soon as the house comes into view. It’s still kilometres away and Yunho’s not sure he has the stamina to outrun whatever is following him or that they’d hear him. The shadow appears between the trees again, keeping pace alongside him but making no move to attack him and this time when Yunho looks he makes out the outline of legs- human legs, or at the very least, demon legs. Yunho skids to a halt- surely no other demon would dare infringe on the vampires’ territory? His stalker does too and Yunho catches a sharp, toothy grin, a head of glossy black hair and pale skin that could only belong to Jaejoong. Yunho’s heart makes another solid effort to punch its way through his sternum and then the panic ebbs, a sense of excitement filling him instead as the vampire shoots him a dark look full of lust from the trees.

The rush of anticipation powers Yunho’s tired legs and he takes off sprinting towards the house, feet hammering hard against the soft grass, slipping for purchase over patches of dew. Yunho runs hard, lungs aching and Jaejoong just there, chasing him through the trees- hunting him- and there’s something joyful in the exhilaration he feels. The vampire is lagging behind him playfully and Yunho weaves in and out of some of the trees closest. It puts him at a disadvantage in regards to his slower, human reflexes, but Yunho suspects Jaejoong is toying with him anyway and barely trying to really catch Yunho yet. Jaejoong might not be as familiar as Changmin is with tracing Yunho’s scent, or as mischievous, but the eldest vampire is quick and an elite predator- it’s really just a matter of how long he wants to play this game with Yunho before obtaining his prize.

Yunho risks a glance behind him, no longer able to spot the vampire to his right and the momentary lapse in concentration nearly sends him headfirst over a tree root. He rights himself, running at full pelt in the direction of the clearing he knows isn’t too far ahead, throwing himself bodily around trees and grabbing branches for leverage to stop himself crashing into the surrounding forest. The noise of his movements is hardly subtle, far from a challenge for Jaejoong to hunt but when they’re this close, Yunho figures there’s not much chance of escape anyway. There’s no way for him to deceive or outrun the vampire and truthfully, Yunho wants to get caught, adrenaline singing through his veins with an acidic fizz that makes him hum with anticipation. Yunho grins to himself and hurdles a log, ready to rush through the clearing when he’s swept into a tackle from the side.

Yunho lands in a daze with a loud grunt though Jaejoong must have somehow rolled them so that his body took most of the fall. He’s only a little winded and that’s probably more from the chase than the heavy weight of Jaejoong on top of him.

‘Bastard,’ Yunho huffs, pushing at Jaejoong’s chest, but he can’t keep the smile off his face.

The vampire’s eyes are dark, the pupil expanded to eclipse most of the molten irises and Yunho almost shudders as the demon radiates lust above him. He watches Yunho heave oxygen into exhausted lungs with all the air of a satisfied predator and Yunho thinks it shouldn’t turn him on that much.

‘You scared me,’ Yunho pants loudly, still struggling for air whilst Jaejoong appears only mildly ruffled. ‘There had better be a good reason for that.’

Fangs appear; denting the vampire’s flushed, full lips and Yunho feels his cock twitch. Groaning as comprehension dawns on him, Yunho yanks the demon into a rough kiss, moaning with excitement as their lips crash and his own splits and tears under the pressure and sharp points of Jaejoong’s teeth. Jaejoong’s hair is soft in his tightly clenched fists and Yunho writhes up against the hard body above him, begging the demon for more without saying a word. His blood is spilling between them, washed messily into their mouths by the fierce play of tongues and Yunho aches with need so badly that his tired body shakes. He drags Jaejoong away from his mouth and towards his neck, praying for his suspicions to be confirmed and willing sharp teeth to break into his skin. Hot breath wets his skin for a moment, inspiring a trail of goose bumps to prickle across his shoulders before fangs finally pierce his flesh, the loud sound of rupturing drowned by Yunho crooning his mix of pain and joy into the quiet of the clearing.

Yunho’s unaware that he’s blabbering pleas, praise and endless words of gratitude as he ruts against Jaejoong like a bitch in heat until the vampire pulls away from his neck, mouth stained brilliant red, and just stares at him. It’s not what Yunho wants- Yunho hasn’t been this close to a hair trigger orgasm since puberty and the enforced celibacy is not something he’s particularly relished since arriving at the house. Yunho wants Jaejoong now and the vampire simply staring at him is very much low on the list of things he’s desperate for Jaejoong to do to him. A tinge of embarrassment must be what’s heating his cheeks, but whilst Yunho stops his incoherent begging, he never ceases the roll of his hips, legs hooked tightly over the vampire’s sides. The throb of pain in his neck lingers, amplified by every pump of his excitable heart and Yunho wonders for a minute if the vampire hasn’t made a mistake, bitten Yunho too soon and the poison of medicine still runs through him.

‘Am I ready?’ Yunho asks, breathless and mildly aware of how stupid he sounds but unable to stop himself. ‘I feel ready. Please say I am.’

Jaejoong laughs, and it’s a glorious sound. Not like Changmin’s sadistic cackle or Junsu’s joyful peal that seems to leave the vampire winded, nor like Yoochun’s deep, rich laughter, but a uniquely free sound that Yunho has never heard from the reserved vampire. He likes it, wants to hear more of it and be the cause of it in the older man, but Yunho also really needs them both to be naked and that mouth back on his neck. He pulls and tugs at Jaejoong to move closer but the vampire continues to make that happy sound, laughing harder when Yunho whines in frustration.

‘What?’ Yunho snaps, annoyed.

Jaejoong presses lips wet with blood to his jaw but his body still shakes with telltale laughter. ‘You’re ready, as you put it,’ the vampire snorts against his throat.

‘Then stop wasting time,’ Yunho growls, forcing his sweatpants down as far as they can go with Jaejoong still between his legs. ‘Fuck me.’

Yunho’s quick to work Jaejoong’s fly open too, their hot flesh meeting as the vampire grinds down obligingly.

‘I don’t even care about lube,’ Yunho groans, frantically rutting his erection into Jaejoong’s stomach. ‘I should but- fuck- just take me, please.’

He feels the vampire suckle at the torn flesh of his neck and grimaces half in pain, half in pleasure.

‘I brought lube,’ the vampire informs him, licking at the wound until Yunho feels the edges knitting.

‘Great,’ Yunho huffs, ‘good planning.’

The vampire pulls away from his neck to smirk at him. ‘I never imagined you’d be this eager for me to take you here in the dirt.’

‘You did this,’ Yunho glares, tearing at Jaejoong’s shirt and still rutting as best he can. ‘You’re not allowed to tease me over this.’

Jaejoong smiles and presses a chaste kiss to Yunho’s mouth. ‘Not teasing,’ he whispers into Yunho’s ear as he shifts to pull the pants from Yunho’s legs, rifling in his own pocket for a small tube of lubricant, ‘Happy. I’m happy.’

Cold gel spills over Yunho’s backside and he hisses until fingers rub at his cleft, brushing against his heavy balls. Yunho bucks, lifting his hips to better accept the fingers pushing inside him, throwing his head back when Jaejoong forces them deep. He huffs out a plea for speed and the demon graciously complies, adding and removing digits seemingly at random as he slides Yunho’s shirt up and leaves small nips and licks over skin sticky with sweat. The air surrounding them is cold but Yunho barely notices, pressing his heated skin into Jaejoong’s chilled hands, the vampire quickly warming from the contact. Yunho grunts as Jaejoong pushes another finger inside him, burning with urgent desire despite the discomfort.

‘Enough,’ Yunho barks, managing to tear a few buttons free of eyelets on Jaejoong’s shirt and running his hands over the pale, perfect flesh. ‘Fuck me now.’

He hears Jaejoong snicker quietly into his shoulder but the demon complies, tearing Yunho’s shirt up and off, pushing down his own pants. The ground is rough beneath Yunho’s back, dirt scratching at his skin but Yunho doesn’t care, too fixated on the rush of blood swelling in his groin. Yunho makes to sit up and reach for Jaejoong’s erection, but the vampire shoves him down hard by the shoulder, pinning him to the ground with one hand before sidling up between Yunho’s spread thighs and pushing in. It’s difficult and Yunho is hyper aware that he needs to relax, doing his best to bear down against Jaejoong until the vampire sinks deeper. He grunts and Jaejoong nips at his skin, sharp fangs teasing with the promise to break skin. It’s not enough and not what Yunho wants, and he drags the vampire roughly by the hair back his wounded neck. Yunho doesn’t want to wait, doesn’t want strung out pleasure or the lingering temptation of teeth scraping against his skin- Yunho wants to come right there with the dirt scratching at his back, fangs deep in his neck and Jaejoong in him to the hilt as quickly as possible.

Something unspoken must pass between them or maybe the vampire can taste the desperation in his blood, but the vampire mercifully starts moving, forcing Yunho’s body to yield to the remaining inch. Jaejoong removes his guiding hand to palm Yunho’s heavy balls, fingertips pressing lightly at the skin stretched around his length and making Yunho whine with need. The rush of blood in Yunho’s ears almost drowns out the messy, wet sound of Jaejoong’s mouth sucking at his torn neck, feeling the tingle of flesh intermittently healing as the vampire suckles and licks at his throat. Hips stutter, Jaejoong starting up a quick rut and with their bodies pressed this tightly it’s all Yunho can do to writhe up and rub himself against the vampire’s taut belly. Sweat stings at the wound on his neck and Jaejoong laps at that too, grinding harder against Yunho until they must both have skin scraped away by the gritty dirt of the forest floor.

Jaejoong pulls back, kissing his way along Yunho’s jaw, mouthing at his chin and Yunho is surprised by the mild disappointment he feels when he realises the bite has fully healed. It doesn’t stop him from accepting the hot, copper flavoured kiss Jaejoong offers as they rock together with increasing desperation. Sweat slicked skin makes it difficult for Yunho to get much leverage with his legs hooked around the demon’s waist but Jaejoong doesn’t seem to care, moving at a pace that allows them to remain closely pressed together but lacking the rough, hard fuck that Yunho sorely desires. He whines into Jaejoong’s mouth and then shoves the vampire by the shoulders, squirming until he can make to turn over. Jaejoong leans back and pulls out, giving Yunho enough space to crawl onto his hands and knees before quickly shoving back in.

Yunho falls forward, barely avoiding scraping his cheek if not for managing to get his arms beneath him just in time and lets free a sharp shout of delight as Jaejoong pushes deeper than before. Cold hands are tight on his hips, pulling him up across the dirt and into Jaejoong’s every thrust. The pleasure it brings him is so different from the first time Jaejoong took him in this position. That first time Yunho was scared and unwilling, and although a part of Yunho thinks it’s wrong for him to forgive, he can’t deny that he wants more now. It’s rough and raw, Yunho’s knees undoubtedly bleeding into the forest floor as he spreads them wider and takes everything the demon has to offer. His cock pulses and jerks, swaying with the forceful momentum of their coupling and Yunho manages to squeeze an arm down between his legs, shoulder taking the brunt of his weight as Jaejoong fucks him into the grass and dirt. He can’t contain the loud moan that bursts from him as he wraps a hand around his swollen length and squeezes the heated flesh. Yunho’s not far from coming, he just needs that one bite he knows will tip him over the edge.

‘Jaejoong. Jaejoong, please,’ Yunho begs, breathless as the demon pounds into him.

Yunho holds himself tightly, short strokes that barely satisfy but have him writhing on the ground, mouth open as a litany of pleas and moans escape him. His cock pulses in his hand, so close to climax that it hurts and Yunho considers biting into his own arm again, needing that trigger to follow through. But Yunho reminds himself that he can have the real thing now and Jaejoong- if not one of the others- will give it to him.

‘Jaejoong, now,’ he whines, body already seizing, twitching with the pleasure that burns through his veins.

Pain breaks through the blinding pleasure, blossoming across his shoulder in a sharp contrast that leaves Yunho feeling electrified. His toes curl, hands clutching at the grass as he splatters the ground with his release, squeezing drop after drop from his erection. Jaejoong continues to move inside of him, but Yunho barely notices, too caught up in the sensation of both the cum pulsing from his cock and the intense throb of blood welling into the wound the vampire inflicted. Sharp teeth are still embedded beneath his skin and they drag with every movement of Jaejoong above him, tearing the flesh wider. Yunho just feels heat and joyful pleasure, body shaking violently as he comes down from the high of adrenaline and his orgasm.

He’s still hazy with satiation and exhaustion when he faintly hears footsteps. Jaejoong withdraws his fangs, tongue laving at the muscle of Yunho’s shoulder and Yunho is struck by the urge to scratch ferociously at the now healing wound as the skin itches. Boots come into view but Jaejoong continues to fuck him so Yunho assumes it’s not a threat and turns his head to blearily meet Changmin’s amused gaze.

‘I’m not sure if I smelt Yunho’s blood or if I heard him moaning first but either way you two are far from subtle,’ Changmin grins. ‘Only the humans wouldn’t notice you two out fucking in the forest and I have to say Jaejoong, you’re a total bastard for not inviting us to join.’

‘I was hunting,’ Yunho hears Jaejoong say blithely, the demon digging fingers hard into his hips as he gives a few last hard thrusts before stilling.

‘But I love hunting,’ Junsu complains and Yunho notices the younger vampires off to the side, a pout on the young vampire’s face.

Jaejoong pulls out and Yunho is far too tired to move, slumping onto his side and feeling cum trickle out of him. The vampire hums, pressing a kiss to Yunho’s side before dragging Yunho’s pants back up from where they’d tangled around his ankle. It’s Changmin who leans down and pets his hair affectionately, taking hold of him and hefting Yunho over his shoulder.

‘There will be plenty of opportunities from now on, Su,’ Jaejoong says warmly, obviously greatly satisfied from the sex and Yunho feels rather smug about that.

‘I can walk you know,’ Yunho protests none the less, smacking Changmin’s ass hard as the vampires head back towards the house.

Changmin chuckles and spanks him in return, making Yunho yelp and jolt against his shoulder. ‘Are you sure about that?’

Now that the high of his orgasm is fading, Yunho realises his legs are trembling with fatigue, muscles aching and he’s probably a lot more scratched up than he originally thought. He decides to keep his mouth shut about walking the remaining distance back to the house.

‘What’s the hurry? It’s nice out here,’ Yunho gropes Changmin this time, head tingling as the blood rushes through his ears. He’s not fond of being held like this at all.

‘You’re filthy,’ the tall vampire scoffs. ‘The maids should have a bath drawn by the time we get back.’

‘Is there food involved? I think you should definitely feed me before there’s any more fucking.‘

The vampires laugh but Yunho salivates at the thought of a warm bath and hot food in his belly. He raises his head to watch Jaejoong straighten his shirt, buttoning it closed again and looking a lot less ruffled than Yunho assumes he must look. Now that he’s coming down, he notices that his split palms have left streaks of blood and dirt over Changmin’s pants but the tall demon doesn’t seem to care.

‘There will be food,’ Jaejoong assures him.

Yunho nods and then regrets the motion, his head spinning. ‘Okay, put me down a second,’ he demands, wriggling against Changmin’s shoulder.

Surprisingly, Changmin obeys, setting him down gently and catching him when Yunho’s legs threaten to buckle. The vampire checks his pupils, hand cupping his face and providing a chilled touch to his tingling skin.

‘I don’t think being upside down agrees with me right now and none of you were polite enough to greet me properly,’ Yunho remarks, grappling at Changmin’s shoulders until he can press their lips together.

The taller vampire kisses him back gently, large palm spread in the centre of his lower back but Yunho pulls away from his hold and stumbles the few steps towards Junsu. He doesn’t press his full weight onto Junsu, unsure if the younger demons have the same strength as Changmin and Jaejoong, considering that he is taller than the demon. It doesn’t seem to matter as the shorter vampire tugs Yunho against him anyway until he’s forced to lean and kisses him with fervour. Sparks seem to build between them in that moment and Yunho can feel the strange buzz of arousal humming under his skin, just beneath Junsu’s hands. It makes breaking away from the Eros demon that much harder, Yunho turning into a malleable mess of desire but he manages to turn his embrace to Yoochun after a long moment. Yoochun’s kiss holds more promise, a hint of a sigh trapped just behind the vampire’s lips and Yunho chases it, relishing the care and affection that’s folded into the kiss along with lust.

Yunho grins when they part, half aroused but also heavy with the weight of exhaustion. He gestures for Changmin to let him climb onto his back like the vampire did after the family’s first official hunt. The position also allows Yunho the opportunity to lazily explore Changmin’s neck, unbuttoning the vampire’s collar and trailing fingers from throat to sternum, tracing sharp collarbones idly. He rests his head against Changmin’s shoulder, eyelids threatening to close as the mansion grows nearer.

Yunho doesn’t make any move to shift when they enter the house. Servants scatter about the first floor as Jaejoong leads them into the kitchens and begins stacking a tray with food. Yunho wonders if some of the food was prepared for the servants themselves but the eldest vampire doesn’t seem to care so he dismisses any concerns. He must smell overwhelmingly of sweat and sex even to a human nose, cum still congealing on his thighs as it slips from him and he’s covered in scratches, dirt and grass stains. They’re staring at him and Yunho finds himself swelling with pride that he’s the one chosen to satisfy such powerful demons. Meeting the gaze of a young female servant, Yunho mouths at Changmin’s neck, lips catching around the vampire’s ear obscenely until she blushes and looks away. Yunho smirks to himself before returning to the task at hand, enjoying the feel of Changmin’s skin and the way the vampire’s muscled shoulders go rigid with arousal beneath him.

Yunho’s too preoccupied with sucking a mark behind the demon’s ear to notice they’ve made it upstairs and into the bathroom. A needy whine escapes him as his bottom meets the tiled edge of the sink and Changmin gently untangles his legs and moves away.

‘I’m just going to check the water,’ Changmin chuckles and Yunho notices the huge sunken bath in the floor is filled with steaming water.

He peels off his shirt which is clearly a lost cause, no matter how wonderful Jaejoong’s staff are, and tosses it on the ground. Junsu steps forward when he slips off the counter and Yunho uses the vampire’s shoulders for balance as he shimmies out of his pants, kicking them off with his shoes.

‘Is Taepoong still outside?’ The thought suddenly strikes him, worry niggling at the back of his mind.

Yoochun eyes his torn knees with a look of hunger before smiling. ‘Jaejoong called for her over an hour ago. I’m fairly certain she’s well fed and sleeping in front of the hearth downstairs.’

Yunho sighs with relief, edging his way over to the bath on shaky legs. ‘I should have known this was entirely too premeditated.’

‘I just like to be thorough,’ Jaejoong says dismissively, stepping into the water and Yunho tries to quell his urge to attack the vampire’s beautiful pale skin with his mouth.

Yunho moves to join him in the tub when Changmin catches him under the arms from behind, his body pressing warmly against Yunho’s back.

‘It’s still too hot for you, pet,’ Changmin warns him, holding him still as Yoochun and Junsu soak washcloths in the water, wringing them out before bringing the hot material to Yunho’s scraped knees.

The hiss Yunho makes as the wet heat stings the open grazes on his knees is loud and the washcloths are quickly replaced by the gentle stroke of tongues. The vampires move methodically, cleaning and then healing the cuts and scratches along his calves and palms, his dick twitching in interest as Yoochun sucks at a particular spot on Yunho’s thigh where Jaejoong’s nails must have broken skin. Yunho leans back into Changmin’s arms, his skin tingling as it begins to heat with the steam filling the room.

When Yunho is finally deemed clean and the water cool enough, Junsu and Changmin guide him into the bath. The heat stings as the water laps at his legs and Yunho almost withdraws, but instead wraps his legs and arms around Jaejoong. The vampire holds him easily, as though he weighs nothing and his amused smile causes something inside Yunho to flutter. Shaking it off, Yunho instinctually presses his cheek to the vampire’s, enjoying the demon’s gentle embrace. Jaejoong is warm from the bath, his skin slick and smooth and Yunho licks at the droplets along the man’s jaw. The eldest vampire brushes back his hair and chuckles, shifting Yunho’s weight before taking a seat on the ledge underwater.

‘I think you should have something to drink if you are thirsty,’ Jaejoong leans back and gestures for Yoochun to bring the tray of food.

‘Yes,’ Yunho purrs excitedly, climbing off Jaejoong’s lap to reach over the edge of the bath for a glass of wine.

He drinks it quickly, making a face at the rich but slightly sour taste of alcohol, feeling it trickle heavily downwards to warm his stomach. The slices of fruit are the next thing to be devoured and Yunho eats them messily from Yoochun and Changmin’s fingers, lapping at the juices that stain the vampires’ hands and licking their fingers clean. Changmin’s gaze is such an honest mixture of amused and adoring that Yunho has to look away, concentrating on the sweet acidic flavours that burst over his tongue as he sucks the fruit from their grasp. Hands run over his hips, caressing downwards beneath the water and Yunho gasps softly, leaning back into Jaejoong’s touch as the eldest massages his backside, digging painfully into the sore muscles where his thighs meet buttock. His legs are no longer trembling from the exertion of running and Yunho spreads himself wider, inviting the touch as he continues to take the food proffered, chewing at fresh bread softened by the heat of a stew.

It’s salty and delicious, a complete contrast to the sweetness of the fruit and it settles warmly in his stomach.

Yunho doesn’t think it’s possible for his skin to flush further, already red from the steaming water and the wine, but when Jaejoong’s fingers and tongue slip inside him, cleaning him out and healing his passage, Yunho blushes and pants. Jaejoong is slow and teasing, leaving Yunho a clumsy bundle of nerves as he licks at his core. The treatment is so distracting that Yunho cannot eat any more, almost biting his tongue as he moans loudly, embarrassed that he enjoys Jaejoong’s mouth so much and in front of an audience. He bows his head and fingers thread through his hair, cleaning the locks and petting them back from his flushed face. Yunho catches the fingers in his mouth, suckling hard and using them to smother his moans. When he glances up through wet lashes, Yoochun is staring down at him with eyes bright with lust, his free hand stroking his erection leisurely and Yunho salivates at the thought of the length in his mouth again.

‘Please,’ Yunho whispers, almost afraid to ask.

It still feels so unreal that these men want him- and that he wants them back, so much so that he burns for their touch, no matter how rough it might be.

Yoochun shifts closer, allowing Yunho to take his erection into his mouth, sucking the swollen length with more enthusiasm than he’d taken towards the food. The feeling of contentment only lasts for a few minutes however, Jaejoong’s mouth leaving Yunho breathless and needy and he begs again until Yoochun is slipping into the water and saddling up behind him, pushing in.

This time when Yunho moans aloud, it’s Junsu’s mouth that captures the noise. The vampire’s tongue delves into his mouth obscenely and seemingly as deep as Yoochun thrusts into him from behind. Yunho takes both with fervour, eager to pleasure and be pleasured. He clenches greedily around the length in his ass, already wanting more and the vampires seem to sense his need because fingers push inside him, alongside Yoochun’s erection.

It’s made difficult by the water, the soap not nearly slippery enough to dull the incredible friction as he’s stretched wide but Yunho doesn’t panic like the last time the demons did this. He wriggles and tries his best to relax into the touch, his own cock twitching in interest, still trying to recover from the explosive orgasm earlier and succeeding more and more as Junsu tweaks his nipples hard, twisting and pulling, squeezing the flesh of his pectorals with hands that spark lust through Yunho’s skin until it’s coiling tight within his gut.

‘Please,’ Yunho begs again and this time, Yoochun withdraws completely, Changmin lifting him up out of the tub and Junsu steps in to wrap him in a large, soft towel.

They towel him down quickly and Yunho lets himself go, pliant to their nudges, feeling warm and aroused. He can walk now, although before he can make it more than two steps towards the door, Changmin is scooping him up into his arms. Yunho clings to his neck before realising his towel is slipping and clutches the green material before it falls. The alcohol in his system makes it more of a fumble, plush cloth barely gathered by his uncoordinated fingers and Yunho giggles at himself as Changmin and the vampires enter a room that Yunho has never seen before.

‘This is my bedroom,’ Changmin seems to read his mind, putting him down carefully in front of the large, lit fireplace.

‘It seems bigger?’ Yunho takes in the large bed, the substantial bookcase in the corner and the ample floor space.

Twitching his toes into the plush rug beneath him, Yunho admires the dark colour scheme. Dark charcoal greys, deep blues and the richest of reds soothed with pure cream upholstered armchairs and furniture made from expensive looking mahogany stained glossy with a vermillion tint. Jaejoong’s room was all rich greens, earthy colours like the surrounding forests and touches of silver that sparkle like the eldest vampire’s many rings. Yoochun’s bedroom reminded Yunho greatly of the slight vampire, sleek shades of black and white like the keys of his beloved piano, matching the pale of his skin and the dark ink of his hair, whilst Junsu preferred light, youthful colours more suited to his lively personality. Yunho had spent many nights curled up in the younger vampire’s Persian blue sheets, tracing the golden accented embroidery on Junsu’s thick, quilt. His own room is a blend of vibrant reds and royal purple and he wonders if all of their rooms have been meticulously designed or if it’s all happenstance.

Yunho decides he doesn’t care much as he kneels on the floor in front of the fireplace, pulling Changmin down with him and kissing the vampire fervently. The dwindling daylight struggles to reach across the rug they rest on when Jaejoong draws back the curtains and Yunho breaks away for a moment to watch the white of snow fall through the window.

It’s in that moment of distraction, as Yunho is thinking about running through thick snow in the morning and brushing the damp from Taepoong’s fur, that Changmin bites into his neck. He cries out, arching into the vampire’s touch and he’s quickly pulled into the man’s lap. Changmin suckles at his neck, pain and hot blood bubbling freely from the fresh wound and Yunho fumbles desperately with Changmin’s fly as lust rushes through the blossoming connection. Yunho has no idea when the connection began, because this time, Yunho feels none of the crippling pain or desperation, just an incredible sense of self whilst awash with the wonderful intricacies and emotions of those around him. He feels at peace with his body, yielding quickly to the slick fingers that push inside him -Yoochun, he thinks it must be, because Changmin’s hands are right there, cupping his face so gently that Yunho thinks he might cry. He wraps his own hand around Changmin’s length, easing up, pressing the bite on his neck back into the vampire’s sharp teeth as he somehow manages to guide Changmin’s erection beneath him and with Yoochun’s help, take it inside him.

Yunho cries out as he sits down, spine arching uncontrollably and he feels his blood rush hot, trickling fast down the curves of his back and shoulder. Changmin is a little thicker than Yoochun had been and both Changmin and Yoochun are already pushing fingers in past the knuckle, stretching him wide. He grapples at Changmin’s shoulders, panting into the vampire’s hair as he’s worked open, the lubricant already wearing thin and running from the heat of his body.

‘Just do it, Yoochun,’ Yunho urges, grunting as he rocks gently down on Changmin’s cock and their fingers.

Junsu pets his hair and Yunho bows into the touch, tugging the vampire forward until he can take Junsu’s length into his mouth. He suckles as best as he can, his ministrations turning to panting around Junsu’s cock when Yoochun pushes into him, the two vampires filling him until Yunho thinks he might split and then Yunho wonders if that would be something unenjoyable, or if, like so many other things he’s experienced with this family, that it might be a pleasure worth exploring. With sudden curiosity and eagerness, Yunho takes Junsu down his throat until he can nose against the vampire’s dark curls, tongue darting out to lick heavy balls. It hurts his throat but the words of praise that spill from Junsu’s lips along with colourful curses make it worth it and Yunho rides out the pain from where the four of them connect and his neck throbs.

When Yoochun and Changmin both begin fucking up into him roughly, hands gripping his hips tightly, bruising his skin, Yunho has to let Junsu go from his mouth because nothing can contain the shouts that spill from his throat, rough and raw, and begging them for more. Yunho barely bothers to hold himself up, leaning heavily back against Yoochun, whose mouth works over the bleeding mess of his neck even as they continue to shove up into him, pulling him taut until he’s sure he’ll be stretched loose afterwards. He bites at Changmin’s chin teasingly, nipping at the vampire’s wide lips, slipping his tongue inside the demon’s mouth and grazing it against the vampire’s fangs. The taste of copper and something that is just Changmin floods Yunho’s senses and suddenly the thrusting loses its rhythm, becoming frantic and Yunho feels wet and hot as come begins to slide down his buttocks and thighs.

Yoochun pushes in as deep as he can go with Changmin squeezed in beside him, jerking his hips shakily before pulling out. The vampire kisses the nape of his neck before he flops down on the rug, exhausted and sweaty, smiling a broad grin up at Yunho and Yunho can’t help but smile back.

Without Yoochun, Yunho no longer feels as full, his hole wet and messy around Changmin’s length. It gives Yunho more freedom to move and Yunho puts the last of his energy into his tired thighs, riding Changmin hard, rising up and grinding down fast, his own erection staining the vampire’s shirt with precome. He rips at Changmin’s clothes, leaning into the man’s chest as skin becomes available and he enjoys the scent of the vampire’s sweat slightly more than he probably should. Yunho licks at skin, pulling hair to balance him as he arches back, running a hand down to feel where they are connected, his fingers becoming wet with Yoochun’s come and he pushes at his loosened rim, feeling deliciously dirty and used.

‘Oh fuck,’ Yunho moans, Changmin’s cock brushing against his the tips of his fingers as the vampire fucks into him.

Yunho hadn’t thought it possible to feel more pleasure, his body shaking violently as he’s rocked by the vampire’s thrusts, but then a mouth closes around his nipple. Sharp teeth dig in until his skin breaks and Yunho’s orgasm is suddenly upon him, his length spilling over both their stomachs, pulse after pulse until it feels as though there couldn’t possibly be anything left in him.

Yunho whimpers, jarred by the shudders that wrack his body, nerves seemingly damaged because no part of his body seems to obey his brain’s command. Changmin is lapping at his neck, pulling the last long mouthfuls from the wound as it knits, but the teeth marks around his nipple are still bold with bright red blood as he’s lifted up and laid on his back.

Belatedly, Yunho realises that Changmin has come, the hot mess spilling down his cleft and pooling on the rug beneath him as he clenches around air. He mewls again, this time because of the loss and Junsu seems to understand Yunho’s need, slipping fingers through the cum, dragging a trail up Yunho’s body before letting Yunho lick the mixture from his hand. Changmin snorts beside him but Yunho just smiles contentedly at Junsu as the tall vampire props him up from behind and draws Yunho’s legs up, leaving him wide and open for Junsu.

Junsu eyes his wet, reddened entrance hungrily, as though he’d like to feast there again but his own need is too urgent and the demon slides into Yunho’s stretched hole. Yunho moans as he’s filled and when Junsu slips digits in alongside his cock, filling out his loosened passage, he screams as he feels the Eros demon work his talents from inside him. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Yunho bucks wildly, bearing down on Junsu and almost slipping out of Changmin’s grasp although the tall vampire keeps Yunho’s legs open wide, bending him until his knees are level with his ears and giving Yunho a full view of Junsu’s thick length and slender fingers pushing inside him, his hole stretched so much Yunho briefly muses the idea of taking three cocks and imagining what position they’d have to be in to make that work. Just as Yunho has come to the conclusion that it would be easier to just take a fist or two lengths in his mouth, Junsu does that trick once more, leaving Yunho unable to think and his dick desperately trying to get hard again.

Jaejoong takes over from Changmin’s grasp on his legs, climbing up to straddle his chest, the vampire’s cock pressing against Yunho’s cheek and he turns to lap at it eagerly. A hand squeezes him roughly, palming his balls and tugging hard on his cock and Yunho realises as yet another jolt of insatiable pleasure rushes through him, encouraging blood to fill his sensitive dick, that it’s Junsu. Yunho curses his approval of the forceful touch and licks at the tip of Jaejoong’s erection as the eldest vampire strokes himself quickly, the first strings of cum landing on his tongue and chin. Satisfaction and pride fills Yunho’s chest as his face becomes striped with Jaejoong’s cum, streaking his cheeks, the taste flooding his mouth.

He licks Jaejoong clean, the vampire pulling off and Junsu surges forward. His fingers are no longer inside Yunho but he’s fucking hard and Yunho shudders through a dry orgasm when Junsu bites into the inside of his left thigh, a hand palming him roughly.

‘Fuck,’ Yunho swears, breathing ragged and his eyes fluttering.

He holds on to Junsu’s shoulder and hair as he feels his hole become wet with fresh cum and the young vampire swallows mouthful after mouthful of blood from the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, making Yunho shake with pleasure. The vampire drinks until Changmin pushes him off, he and Jaejoong moving quickly to close the torn skin of his leg and the still bleeding teeth marks above his right nipple.

‘That was…,’ Yunho mumbles dazedly as he’s lifted up and carried onto the bed, healing skin still tingling. ‘Thank you.’

‘Thank you,’ Jaejoong echoes, pressing a kiss to his lips and sliding in beside him, skin gloriously pale against the red sheets.

It’s Yoochun who cleans his face with a damp cloth as though he’s a naughty child caught playing in the mud, yet he can’t help but be thankful as his thighs and abdomen are wiped clean of cum. Yunho giggles softly as the cloth tickles his skin, legs falling apart easily as Yoochun climbs between them, curling up with his head of Yunho’s stomach. Junsu curls around Jaejoong, his hands brushing up the eldest vampire’s arms and Yunho wonders if the demon is using his powers on Jaejoong. Changmin presses against his other side, lifting Yoochun’s hand to place a kiss on the man’s knuckles before tugging the blankets up over all of them.

Yunho knows he’s the only one that really needs sleep but he’s thankful that they all pile around him, resting for the benefit of his company. Jaejoong cracks a rare smile at one of Junsu’s jokes and Yunho can’t believe these demons used to frighten him. He also can’t believe that he enjoys what they have to offer now- that it’s possible to feel so sated after sex or that it’s possible to want so much that it physically hurts. There’s a lot that Yunho still doesn’t understand about the connection they now share- the strange dynamics of the family he’s become a part of but it brings Yunho a sense of peace that he’s never experienced before.

Yunho was taken and moulded into their lives, but now Yunho’s certain that he’s changed their lives too. Junsu and Yoochun are warm and loving, Jaejoong’s cold façade is all but gone and Changmin’s cruelty is now born of affection. Yunho feels secure in the place that he’s carved out to fit himself into and the vampires’ have accepted and adjusted to the space he’s wrought, making Yunho feel welcomed. There are finally friends and family that he belongs with, a house to call home, and if Yunho believed in the mechanics of fate, he’d think it was meant to happen. He’s warm and exhausted as Taepoong noses her way into the room and jumps into the pile of tired bodies, resting heavily on his legs.

Before Yunho would have felt trapped, weighed down by the sheer presence the demons exude, but now, even as the family chatters either side of him, petting him gently, sleep comes to him easily.

A/N: I still hate this fic but now it’s been written twice and it’s finally over and therefore acceptable for me to completely forget about its existence. Yay \o/

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