[Fic] Immortal Bonds
Title : [Fic] Right where you belong
Rating : R
Genre : AU. Fantasy. Smut. Romance.
Pairing : Sho/Jun, Ohno/Nino, Aiba/?
Summary : The loss of his 'sister', the death of his second and best friend hit hard; the last thing Sho wanted was to accept the help of the Sentinel, his greatest adversary, to find out who's responsible, but beggars obviously couldn't be choosers. Ohno insisted to help by sending over the Lycan he'd most trusted, Matsumoto Jun. The trouble was, Matsumoto wasn't only dying to kill him at first sight, the Lycan had also confessed of wanting to bend him over any surface available. It would have been enough to make Sho decline, but he didn't. He couldn't. He'd find out why soon enough.
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Word count :around 1900 words
( Ripple)
The darkness obscuring them from view only served to make Jun bolder, braver, as his mouth worked around the vampire’s cock, moaning appreciatively at the way Sakurai took himself in hand and guided his throbbing hard-on into Jun’s willing mouth. Jun hadn’t moved his hands in respect to Sakurai’s request for him to keep his hands to himself despite the need gnawing at him, but the easy way Sakurai’s dick would slip in and out of Jun’s mouth even without the help of Jun’s own hands told him Sakurai was doing a better job at it.
A stuttered moan rumbled out of Sakurai’s throat at the same time Jun rolled his tongue across the slit of the vampire’s dick, the taste of his arousal stronger, palpable. Jun’s own need thrummed in between his legs, buzzing hard in his ears and sizzling hotly under his skin that it was difficult to ignore it.
“Fuck, how are you even - ah, shit,” Sakurai muttered, a broken litany of half-praises that set Jun’s blood on fire. He was this close from gripping Sakurai’s legs and throwing him to the ground, pound him till the morning, but he knew better. He couldn’t be so reckless and expect the vampire to give in to him so completely, not now, not yet, even though that’s exactly what he and the beast were craving for.
There were fingers sliding through his hair and tugging almost roughly as he swallowed around his mouthful, feeling the vampire’s hips jerking in counter to the motion of his lips sliding down the base of the bloodsucker’s cock. Jun took it in stride, despite the way the beast roared at him to hurry things along, urging him to topple the vampire over and ride him before Sakurai realized what was happening.
Somehow, it was a testament to how different he was among the rest of his kind because even now, despite the almost blinding need to give in to the beast’s not-so-subtle goading, he was able to keep the urge at bay. It would happen soon, he told the beast, hollowing his cheeks around the vampire’s length pulsing in his mouth to make the vampire groan.
A movement in the shadows prompted him to pull away; he was up on his feet and was tugging Sakurai behind him with a growl before the vampire even realized what had happened. He could still taste the vampire’s arousal lingering in his mouth as his eyes scanned the dark, could very well hear the vampire’s ragged breathing behind him as well as the tell-tale sounds of zipper being pulled up.
“Ease up, lycan,” the vampire muttered behind him, voice laden with amusement and something else, could be frustration from having been rudely interrupted, but Jun was too busy pinpointing the figure moving in the dark while also willing his own erection down to even pay attention to it.
“There’s a vampire near us,” he growled, his eyes glowing preternaturally in the dark. “Standing by the car. Wait here.”
“I know,” the vampire had the gall to sigh, before shoving him out of the way. Jun growled once again, side-stepping the vampire trying to overtake him and gesturing for Sakurai to stay still. He could very well see the eye-roll despite the darkness, could still smell Sakurai’s arousal lingering in the air as Sakurai crossed his arms over his chest and stood still, obviously to indulge him. Jun felt inclined to quickly chase whoever was there away, so he could finish what he started.
“Because he’s here for me. It’s Ueda-kun. I told him to come pick me up. We need to go somewhere,” Sakurai said, shaking his head and adding, like an afterthought, “And you’re overreacting, if in case you haven’t noticed it, lycan.”
“Ueda?” he frowned; he hadn’t heard that name before. Sure, he hadn’t been formally introduced to every bloodsucker working for the vampire leader, but he made it a point to remember the names of those who’d been in close contact with Sakurai, just in case.
“Yes. He took over Aiba’s position when he died.” Sakurai explained. “As I said, he’s here to pick me up.”
To be honest, Jun wasn’t sure how the vampire ranks work - he’d been working for the Sentinels for so long and was honestly not the least bit interested with how the vampire hierarchy functioned in general, only how he would kill them if he had to - but he guessed he would have to learn to pay attention now.
He let that thought go in favor of putting the more pressing matter on the table, namely, Sakurai saying he was off some place with his fellow bloodsucker. He could feel the skin at the back of his neck sizzled with renewed rage, half-hoping Sakurai didn’t mean they’re off hunting. Jun could not allow that. Not on his watch. Not even when he vowed to keep Sakurai safe. Jun would kill the vampire first if he as much as think of sucking an innocent person dry.
Jun copied Sakurai’s stance and nodded towards the general direction of the other vampire hiding in shadows.
“Where are you going?”
Sakurai’s stance changed, and the air around him was charged with something Jun couldn’t exactly pinpoint.
“That’s none of your business, lycan,” Sakurai said, stepping backward. “I’ll see you tomorrow, maybe? You can go home tonight. Our work here is done, obviously.”
“It’s done when I say it is, bloodsucker,” he countered, snarling. The beast in him was snarling in turn, and for all the good it might not do him, he swore he was this close from allowing it to take over. He held it in, just in case. “Now, I’ll ask you again. Where are you going?”
Sakurai’s jaw twitched; Jun saw it and was honestly enticed with the idea of running his teeth over it, bite down on that lovely skin and mark it his.
“To Hirano’s lair, the Kings, surely you don’t know where that is,” Sakurai grumbled, sighed, as if he was so tired of arguing. Jun could still smell the desire simmering just beneath the surface, but it was clear that the vampire was struggling with something else.
Maybe he could do something about the other one, later. But for now… “That’s the club in the Hakicho district, right?” he asked.
“W-What - How did you know?” Sakurai stuttered, shocked.
Jun gestured forward, grinning smugly. “I’ve hunted there before, that’s why. Now, come on. I’ll drive you there. Let your bloodsucker guard follow us, if he wants to, but I’m not letting you go there without me. Not a chance.”
+
“Oh-chan, where exactly are we going?” Nino asked from the passenger’s seat; his confusion was palpable in their proximity, and Ohno had to reach over to clasp their hands together to calm Nino. Nino visibly relaxed, tearing his gaze away from watching Ohno’s face to watch the road instead, past buildings and sidewalks filled with people, letting Ohno read his silence as he squeezed their fingers together.
“To Taezo. We’re meeting with Jun-kun tomorrow morning,” he answered.
Nino nodded. “But it’s only after eight. Does that mean we’re staying the night there?” Nino asked.
“Yes, I’ve already booked a hotel for us,” he told Nino, squeezing Nino’s hand again. “I was actually planning on driving us there early tomorrow, but I thought we could take this chance to be alone, for once. I know you’re not completely at ease in the house with all the other Sentinels in there too.”
Usually, he had someone - a lycan, most of the time - to drive him places, but he figured he should just do it himself this time. He wanted to be alone with Nino, too, and he couldn’t do that if there was a Sentinel or a lycan with them in the car.
“Your Sentinels could be rather intimidating,” Nino hummed, shrugging. “But I’m doing my best to stand my ground. It’s obvious that some of them don’t want me there.” Nino said; there was no hint of malice in his voice, and Ohno could tell Nino was pondering over the fact more than he’d dared to admit.
Of course, Ohno noticed it too. But he was certain that his Sentinels were simply wary of Nino’s existence, most of them weren’t exactly sure how to treat Ohno’s vampire mate so they tended to avoid him instead, even though it was obvious that they’re observing Nino closely. He got why that would trouble Nino in turn, because Nino wasn’t used to the attention he was otherwise getting, despite the fact that he was clearly trying to be unnoticeable.
“It’s not like they don’t like you, Nino, okay? They’re just, well… they just don’t know how to interact with you.”
Nino’s mouth twitched in a half-smile. “You mean to say they’re not sure whether they should kill me or keep me as a pet, Oh-chan,” Nino said, “Don’t deny that now. I notice it, too, okay?”
Ohno chuckled, letting Nino’s hand go so he could reach up to touch Nino’s cheek, before settling his hand against the nape of Nino’s neck and keeping it there. He missed hearing the sound of Nino’s pulse beating beneath that lovely skin, but not so much when he was beyond thankful to be given something more. This Nino was stronger than the human one, his immortal body now a perfect match with Ohno’s own.
“They’ll come around,” he told Nino, meaning it with all of his heart. “Maybe not now, but soon. Trust me, in time, they’ll get used to having you around. They have to, considering the fact that I intend to keep you with me forever.” He added.
Nino chuckled and very subtly leaned into his touch, but he felt it just the same; he wouldn’t ever stop being grateful for the way Nino came into his life, for Nino staying with him. He knew it hadn’t been easy, but they’re both learning, him, most especially, because of Nino.
“You’re lucky I love you, Sentinel,” Nino muttered, and Ohno was sure he was trying to act put off but he didn’t sound like it; he grinned, just because he couldn’t help it. “Otherwise, I’m running off the first chance I get. I hope you know that I didn’t sign up for this.”
“No, you didn’t,” he agreed, thumbing the underside of Nino’s jaw for emphasis, smiling despite himself. “But you’re here anyway, and I’m glad for that. And for the record,” he said, turning sideways to face Nino and quickly tugging Nino to him for a kiss. Nino squeaked, in surprise, but otherwise let him.
“It’s not about luck,” he said, as he took his eyes back to the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other was once again cradling Nino’s hand in his. “I’d like to think that its fate that brought you to me. It could be anyone else this time around, the body Kazuko could have occupied when she returned, but she picked you, of all people. She had no intention of giving up her soul, or the body she occupied when she came back, never once during the many lifetimes I spent finding her, but she knew she wouldn’t have won over you. Not this time. She knew she’d lost the moment she realized I love you more than I have ever loved her. She knew I’d have chosen you already, from the moment I saw you looking back at me then, at the airport.”
He didn’t expect an answer, and Nino didn’t give him one, but the way Nino moved closer to drop a soft, chaste kiss to the side of his lips told him so much more.
Rating : R
Genre : AU. Fantasy. Smut. Romance.
Pairing : Sho/Jun, Ohno/Nino, Aiba/?
Summary : The loss of his 'sister', the death of his second and best friend hit hard; the last thing Sho wanted was to accept the help of the Sentinel, his greatest adversary, to find out who's responsible, but beggars obviously couldn't be choosers. Ohno insisted to help by sending over the Lycan he'd most trusted, Matsumoto Jun. The trouble was, Matsumoto wasn't only dying to kill him at first sight, the Lycan had also confessed of wanting to bend him over any surface available. It would have been enough to make Sho decline, but he didn't. He couldn't. He'd find out why soon enough.
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Word count :around 1900 words
( Ripple)
The darkness obscuring them from view only served to make Jun bolder, braver, as his mouth worked around the vampire’s cock, moaning appreciatively at the way Sakurai took himself in hand and guided his throbbing hard-on into Jun’s willing mouth. Jun hadn’t moved his hands in respect to Sakurai’s request for him to keep his hands to himself despite the need gnawing at him, but the easy way Sakurai’s dick would slip in and out of Jun’s mouth even without the help of Jun’s own hands told him Sakurai was doing a better job at it.
A stuttered moan rumbled out of Sakurai’s throat at the same time Jun rolled his tongue across the slit of the vampire’s dick, the taste of his arousal stronger, palpable. Jun’s own need thrummed in between his legs, buzzing hard in his ears and sizzling hotly under his skin that it was difficult to ignore it.
“Fuck, how are you even - ah, shit,” Sakurai muttered, a broken litany of half-praises that set Jun’s blood on fire. He was this close from gripping Sakurai’s legs and throwing him to the ground, pound him till the morning, but he knew better. He couldn’t be so reckless and expect the vampire to give in to him so completely, not now, not yet, even though that’s exactly what he and the beast were craving for.
There were fingers sliding through his hair and tugging almost roughly as he swallowed around his mouthful, feeling the vampire’s hips jerking in counter to the motion of his lips sliding down the base of the bloodsucker’s cock. Jun took it in stride, despite the way the beast roared at him to hurry things along, urging him to topple the vampire over and ride him before Sakurai realized what was happening.
Somehow, it was a testament to how different he was among the rest of his kind because even now, despite the almost blinding need to give in to the beast’s not-so-subtle goading, he was able to keep the urge at bay. It would happen soon, he told the beast, hollowing his cheeks around the vampire’s length pulsing in his mouth to make the vampire groan.
A movement in the shadows prompted him to pull away; he was up on his feet and was tugging Sakurai behind him with a growl before the vampire even realized what had happened. He could still taste the vampire’s arousal lingering in his mouth as his eyes scanned the dark, could very well hear the vampire’s ragged breathing behind him as well as the tell-tale sounds of zipper being pulled up.
“Ease up, lycan,” the vampire muttered behind him, voice laden with amusement and something else, could be frustration from having been rudely interrupted, but Jun was too busy pinpointing the figure moving in the dark while also willing his own erection down to even pay attention to it.
“There’s a vampire near us,” he growled, his eyes glowing preternaturally in the dark. “Standing by the car. Wait here.”
“I know,” the vampire had the gall to sigh, before shoving him out of the way. Jun growled once again, side-stepping the vampire trying to overtake him and gesturing for Sakurai to stay still. He could very well see the eye-roll despite the darkness, could still smell Sakurai’s arousal lingering in the air as Sakurai crossed his arms over his chest and stood still, obviously to indulge him. Jun felt inclined to quickly chase whoever was there away, so he could finish what he started.
“Because he’s here for me. It’s Ueda-kun. I told him to come pick me up. We need to go somewhere,” Sakurai said, shaking his head and adding, like an afterthought, “And you’re overreacting, if in case you haven’t noticed it, lycan.”
“Ueda?” he frowned; he hadn’t heard that name before. Sure, he hadn’t been formally introduced to every bloodsucker working for the vampire leader, but he made it a point to remember the names of those who’d been in close contact with Sakurai, just in case.
“Yes. He took over Aiba’s position when he died.” Sakurai explained. “As I said, he’s here to pick me up.”
To be honest, Jun wasn’t sure how the vampire ranks work - he’d been working for the Sentinels for so long and was honestly not the least bit interested with how the vampire hierarchy functioned in general, only how he would kill them if he had to - but he guessed he would have to learn to pay attention now.
He let that thought go in favor of putting the more pressing matter on the table, namely, Sakurai saying he was off some place with his fellow bloodsucker. He could feel the skin at the back of his neck sizzled with renewed rage, half-hoping Sakurai didn’t mean they’re off hunting. Jun could not allow that. Not on his watch. Not even when he vowed to keep Sakurai safe. Jun would kill the vampire first if he as much as think of sucking an innocent person dry.
Jun copied Sakurai’s stance and nodded towards the general direction of the other vampire hiding in shadows.
“Where are you going?”
Sakurai’s stance changed, and the air around him was charged with something Jun couldn’t exactly pinpoint.
“That’s none of your business, lycan,” Sakurai said, stepping backward. “I’ll see you tomorrow, maybe? You can go home tonight. Our work here is done, obviously.”
“It’s done when I say it is, bloodsucker,” he countered, snarling. The beast in him was snarling in turn, and for all the good it might not do him, he swore he was this close from allowing it to take over. He held it in, just in case. “Now, I’ll ask you again. Where are you going?”
Sakurai’s jaw twitched; Jun saw it and was honestly enticed with the idea of running his teeth over it, bite down on that lovely skin and mark it his.
“To Hirano’s lair, the Kings, surely you don’t know where that is,” Sakurai grumbled, sighed, as if he was so tired of arguing. Jun could still smell the desire simmering just beneath the surface, but it was clear that the vampire was struggling with something else.
Maybe he could do something about the other one, later. But for now… “That’s the club in the Hakicho district, right?” he asked.
“W-What - How did you know?” Sakurai stuttered, shocked.
Jun gestured forward, grinning smugly. “I’ve hunted there before, that’s why. Now, come on. I’ll drive you there. Let your bloodsucker guard follow us, if he wants to, but I’m not letting you go there without me. Not a chance.”
+
“Oh-chan, where exactly are we going?” Nino asked from the passenger’s seat; his confusion was palpable in their proximity, and Ohno had to reach over to clasp their hands together to calm Nino. Nino visibly relaxed, tearing his gaze away from watching Ohno’s face to watch the road instead, past buildings and sidewalks filled with people, letting Ohno read his silence as he squeezed their fingers together.
“To Taezo. We’re meeting with Jun-kun tomorrow morning,” he answered.
Nino nodded. “But it’s only after eight. Does that mean we’re staying the night there?” Nino asked.
“Yes, I’ve already booked a hotel for us,” he told Nino, squeezing Nino’s hand again. “I was actually planning on driving us there early tomorrow, but I thought we could take this chance to be alone, for once. I know you’re not completely at ease in the house with all the other Sentinels in there too.”
Usually, he had someone - a lycan, most of the time - to drive him places, but he figured he should just do it himself this time. He wanted to be alone with Nino, too, and he couldn’t do that if there was a Sentinel or a lycan with them in the car.
“Your Sentinels could be rather intimidating,” Nino hummed, shrugging. “But I’m doing my best to stand my ground. It’s obvious that some of them don’t want me there.” Nino said; there was no hint of malice in his voice, and Ohno could tell Nino was pondering over the fact more than he’d dared to admit.
Of course, Ohno noticed it too. But he was certain that his Sentinels were simply wary of Nino’s existence, most of them weren’t exactly sure how to treat Ohno’s vampire mate so they tended to avoid him instead, even though it was obvious that they’re observing Nino closely. He got why that would trouble Nino in turn, because Nino wasn’t used to the attention he was otherwise getting, despite the fact that he was clearly trying to be unnoticeable.
“It’s not like they don’t like you, Nino, okay? They’re just, well… they just don’t know how to interact with you.”
Nino’s mouth twitched in a half-smile. “You mean to say they’re not sure whether they should kill me or keep me as a pet, Oh-chan,” Nino said, “Don’t deny that now. I notice it, too, okay?”
Ohno chuckled, letting Nino’s hand go so he could reach up to touch Nino’s cheek, before settling his hand against the nape of Nino’s neck and keeping it there. He missed hearing the sound of Nino’s pulse beating beneath that lovely skin, but not so much when he was beyond thankful to be given something more. This Nino was stronger than the human one, his immortal body now a perfect match with Ohno’s own.
“They’ll come around,” he told Nino, meaning it with all of his heart. “Maybe not now, but soon. Trust me, in time, they’ll get used to having you around. They have to, considering the fact that I intend to keep you with me forever.” He added.
Nino chuckled and very subtly leaned into his touch, but he felt it just the same; he wouldn’t ever stop being grateful for the way Nino came into his life, for Nino staying with him. He knew it hadn’t been easy, but they’re both learning, him, most especially, because of Nino.
“You’re lucky I love you, Sentinel,” Nino muttered, and Ohno was sure he was trying to act put off but he didn’t sound like it; he grinned, just because he couldn’t help it. “Otherwise, I’m running off the first chance I get. I hope you know that I didn’t sign up for this.”
“No, you didn’t,” he agreed, thumbing the underside of Nino’s jaw for emphasis, smiling despite himself. “But you’re here anyway, and I’m glad for that. And for the record,” he said, turning sideways to face Nino and quickly tugging Nino to him for a kiss. Nino squeaked, in surprise, but otherwise let him.
“It’s not about luck,” he said, as he took his eyes back to the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other was once again cradling Nino’s hand in his. “I’d like to think that its fate that brought you to me. It could be anyone else this time around, the body Kazuko could have occupied when she returned, but she picked you, of all people. She had no intention of giving up her soul, or the body she occupied when she came back, never once during the many lifetimes I spent finding her, but she knew she wouldn’t have won over you. Not this time. She knew she’d lost the moment she realized I love you more than I have ever loved her. She knew I’d have chosen you already, from the moment I saw you looking back at me then, at the airport.”
He didn’t expect an answer, and Nino didn’t give him one, but the way Nino moved closer to drop a soft, chaste kiss to the side of his lips told him so much more.