Licking at the blood that dripped on his tongue Yuma's body was already afire from lust and the need to taste more, to have all of this incredibly small boy's body. His hand moving more over the thickness of Yuri's length, moaning at the way the blood coagulated on his tongue and the way the mass felt in his hand, already knowing he had to have more even if it meant risking not only his own life but the doll's existance as well. He wanted no harm to come to Shintaro, he cared so deeply for the boy but there was nothing, nothing compared to the way he felt when he was with this sweet changling. The way Yuri felt, the thoughts in his head. His actions
( ... )
The words that were coming from Yuma’s lips heated his body more than anything, something about the way that Yuma talked to him and the way the words were formed and seemed to echo inside his head had his heart beating so quickly that he was thinking he was close to a heart attack, a very good heart attack. Everything inside him was spinning once again, his body, his mind, his control had all fell to the mercy of the boy above him, he was giving Yuma everything that there was of him to give and he didn’t want to go back at all even as Yuma reassured him that he would stay there and be his everything
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"You already are everything that I have ever wanted, baby.." Yuma assured the boy, hearing the echoed thoughts of a heart attack, the happiness of that single thought rippling through him in such amazing ways. Everything he was feeling magnified ten-fold with his own state and the blood mingling together. The blood of the changling, always so intoxicating in so many ways. It was all Yuma could do, tearing at the boys throat, tasting him, drinking from him so deeply this way. There was nothing else but this boy and this moment. This hunger inside them both needing to be sustained. "I need you
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Never in a million years he thought he would be in this position, his mind and body succumbing so willingly to a vampire with just a simple look his way. Everything seemed to be flowing so freely now. His body, his mind, his blood..everything. There wasn’t nothing holding them back in this moment besides the waking of his aunt as he tried to muffle his sounds even though Yuma reassured him it would be okay and not to hold back. He simply nodded at the words, letting the moans free as he clung tighter, his fingers working harder and faster over the thickness as his heart thudded loudly against his chest, echoing into his ears
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"I won't drop you.." Yuma laughed a little at the way that Yuri clung to him, smiling when he called him so pretty. "Thank you.." he whispered, he could swear that he was blushing a bright red at just the two words, tilting his head slightly to grant the changling better access to anything he desired of him, already having given himself completely to the young boy, as much as any of his species would be allowed to give himself to anyone or anything other than the sweet taste of crimson and the lure of the red flowing down their throat. "I am yours, Yuri.." He stated again, kissing the side of the fae's neck, licking at the seeping blood before closing the wound for now. "Don't want you bleeding to death
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Yuri nodded when Yuma told him he wouldn’t drop him, his heart still racing with anticipation even as the nervousness died so quickly just at the words. He did trust him. He probably trusted him more than anyone in his life. He couldn’t even think of anyone he would ever let so close like he did Yuma, he would never let anyone take pleasure from his body or taste his blood. He wouldn’t before and he wouldn’t now. He belonged to Yuma with every fiber of his being now, he gave him everything that was sacred to him, everything that retained his innocence and being, and he didn’t regret it a bit, he wanted it so much
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The words and thoughts coming from Yuri's head stunned him momentarily. His. Everything about Yuri now belonged to him. Had it not from the start? Yuma was still a firm believer in destiny, that things it not just happen but were meant to be. Karma. Not too many in his species were firm believers in such a thing but then again he imagined that stemmed again from him being raised amongst the human race, raised as a human being himself. Certain traits and beliefs were still encoded in his being- vampire or human. One couldn't be raised amongst a certain species and not be expected to cling to the beliefs of said species
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Tasting the blood set off another thousand fireflies inside his small frame, everything seemed to be pulling together. Yuma and him. The way he felt, the aching of his body that turned to pleasure so quickly, the hazing in his head, the tingling in his heart. It all seemed to be connected and was forming such an odd shape. One that fit, although odd it was beautiful, one that Yuri never seen before but he watched the pattern form behind his closed lids, feeling it forming over his body, around his fingers that still graciously held onto Yuma’s back, floating through the air in the small, dark bedroom to aid in it’s movements
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The words alone set Yuma's body spiraling into that point, that combined with the feeling of Yuri's body releasing. "Yuri.." he moaned harder, kissing the small changlings cheek, his lips brushing over the surface of the warm flesh. "So beautiful you are. I've never known anyone as beautiful as you are. I mean that, Yuri.." Yuma moaned with his hips pressing harder and faster into the tiny form for his own release to quickly follow that of his younger lover
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