Ye shall be as gods

Gay, indie RP with two originals: Tao “Tobias” Xiaolong, fandomless little brother to The Four Symbols, and Tate from the Kindred of the East corner of World of Darkness. Verses change as stories grow. Browse the page for available settings; crossovers and new verse ideas are welcome.

[aphroditesboys]

Honestly Liam had barely had time to process when Zee found his hand and moved to the bed, just as silent as before even as he dropped against those oh so soft, expensive, well worth the VIP-price tag sheets. The Netrunner's hands found the others body almost on instinct, his hands smoothing down that spine to the small of his back. "Seem's logical enough..." He mummered softly, a little distracted as he took those words as permission to let his hands roam further down till they gave the others ass a squeeze. There's a gentle gasp from the irish man as those lips brushed against his skin. "Hm, oh yeah? A pretty virgin are you? " He joked gently. His head rocking back against those hands slightly. He easily lost himself in the others little show for his brother.

He did tilt his head a little as he listened at those plans, however, at the options for the job. After all that's why there were actually here, despite what his brother might claim. Both provided different but equally challenging options. Mostly about staying off either of the big guns raiders after the job was done. He could feel himself getting harder under the other as he met those eyes, as the other pressed against him. 'Hard choice." he said as his lips almost brushed the other sand he seemed to yearn to move a little closer, only to still at his brothers voice.

Rían's face flickered with annoyance as his brother seemed to get picked for this little show. Yet, every time Zee looked over his way he'd find Rian's eyes staring back at him. Dark with desire, and seemingly put on his own show by dropping back against the wall and shifting a little till the tight pants he was wearing teased that thick, heavy growing cock and arousal of his as the other seemed to rile him up with each little movement on his twin. The other had clocked him in moments, power was the only thing that mattered to Rian. Well, that *he* had the power as much as he could in this somewhat shitty town and life.

"It's not- we do the Arasaka job. An't anyone in this city reliable enough for a fuckin Militech heist." It was a tough roll of the dice either way but hey, suits die all the fucking time in this city.

Besides, there was power in being the one to pick that job. He might not have the boy right now but he could claim the power between him and Liam the best he could.

His eyes darkened as the others lips brushed against Liam's- he looked like an beast who wanted to fuck the other limp just for this little game.

[forfoxsake]

Zee knew he was pushing it, but this was chess, not checkers. It wasn't about getting under Rían's skin for the thrill of it. That was kid stuff. No, this was about playing a man like an instrument, and Rían's ego was the biggest string on that violin. Make him feel slighted now, make him think he wasn't getting every cred's worth, and he'd come back twice as hard. A man like Rían needed to feel like he was running the show, even when someone else was pulling the strings. The more you pissed him off, the harder he'd fuck later—it was simple arithmetic in a city where everything had a price, and everything was transactional. Make him mad enough, and he'd pay twice over to feel like he'd won something.

So as Zee leaned back, he put away the Militech data shards, leaving out the Arasaka shards. Zee eased off Liam's lap, never breaking the gaze that held Rían captive across the room. His fingers brushed against the hem of Liam's shirt. Rather than yanking, Zee took his time, letting his knuckles graze the fabric as he lifted it inch by inch. The material felt soft as he peeled it away from Liam's skin, exposing the lean muscles beneath. He leaned in, his breath warm against Liam's abdomen as he pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. His tongue traced the ridges of Liam's abs, teeth scraping against a nipple.

"Arasaka job, huh?" Zee mumbled against his skin, pretending to ignore Rían for another few seconds. Just enough to let Rían stew in it, but not so long that he'd do something rash. Not here.

When Zee finally moved back up, his lips grazed Liam's ear, and he glanced over Liam's shoulder again, straight at Rían. That was when he put one of Arasaka's data shards into Liam's hand. "Gonna get you in there, choom," he breathed, the words low enough to sound like pillow talk. "Piece of cake for you. I know how to ghost you past their cyber defenses. At least for a few minutes while your brother and I clean house. Target's holed up in some corpo joint, rented out a whole floor. Just him, his meatheads, and us."

With another look over Liam's shoulder, Zee held out his other hand—the one with the Arasaka data shard for Rían. His fingers waggled in come-hither motion. "C'mon, Rían. Can't have you feeling left out now, can we?" His grin was still there, playful as ever as he shifted his weight, grinding down on Liam's crotch. "Or are you just gonna stand there watching me and your brother? 'Cause if that's your thing, no judgment—but you're still payin'. But I was wanting you both tonight."

[forfoxsake]

@aphroditesboys - continued from here

Zee could tell which twin wanted what—just as he knew who'd paid for tonight's session. Rían had to play his part. He wasn't paying for sex; he was paying for power. And what better way to flex that muscle than to buy some flesh and treat it as he owned it? Whatever, Zee knew how to make him feel like he was getting his creds worth.

Zee ignored Rían's question and got to his feet. There wasn't anything to report, at least not yet, too many ears in this place. Clouds could be like that, although given the premium the boys had to pay for this package and the room. It was guaranteed to be the only place in all of Night City that wasn't bugged. Still, it never hurt to be careful.

With two slow strides, he closed in on Liam without hesitation, not even giving Rían time to process it. Grabbing Liam by his hand, Zee led him to sit on that luxurious silk-sheeted bed and then swung one leg over to straddle him. "Everyone knows if you want the juice, you have to squeeze the fruit." Zee's grin was all charm as he leaned into Liam's space, brushing his lips just behind his ear. "That's what they tell me anyway, never done that before." It was all an act, a little theater for Rían. Making sure to catch Rían's gaze over Liam's shoulder as he ran his hands through Liam's hair.

"But if you want to talk biz then...you've got options, but they all end up with me there with you," Zee murmured against Liam's neck, letting his lips barely graze his skin. "Option A, some Arasaka suit is pissing off his competition, someone with deeper pockets. Needs to have an unfortunate accident."

He shifted just enough that he could see Rian's face, making it clear that this show was for him. "Option B," he continued, "there's this Militech shipment coming through the badlands tomorrow. Lots of valuable hardware. Gonna take more hands on deck though. But both jobs have solid payouts."

He didn't look away from Liam's eyes, but he knew Rían would be watching, knew Rían would want control, want to feel like he was calling all of this. That's why Zee made Liam his focal point.

Zee reached over to the nearby nightstand, taking out four data shards, two for each job. He placed them on the bed before leaning towards Liam, his lips so close that they barely brushed together, enough to make it look real for Rían, but just shy of actually crossing that line. "Take your pick. Or maybe you'd like me to pick for you." It was all about keeping up appearances.

[boysfromtheburbs]

Tyler was borderline too selfless of a lover, ultimately satisfied with getting his partner off, but he couldn't resist the urge to snap his eyes up the moment Knox moaned his name for the first time. It was like the man had dropped a match on the puddle of gasoline that was his lust. It was something he'd play on repeat every night he felt himself feeling particularly lonely. A groan escaped him and reverberated around the stiffness in his mouth as Tyler continued his gradual journey downwards. He didn't know it was possible for a man to taste so good.

The blonde flinched in surprise at just how tight a tug his friend had curled in his locks. But, it was a welcome pressure. Tyler certainly didn't need any guiding, he knew what he was doing, but he let his head go a little slack so Knox could use his plump lips and tight throat to his liking. For all it was worth, Knox was stretching the walls of his throat out quite nicely. The smell of him was intoxicating as his nose nestled itself against the coarse hairs of the base of Knox's cock. Every inch was swallowed And Tyler was all too happy to bring his mouth back up and do it all again.

A grin formed on Tyler's lips as he detracted them from Knox's throbbing head with a resounding pop. It had swollen up to due to his handiwork. "Having too much fun, huh?" Tyler couldn't help but tease, voice all low and husky as he gripped his best friend by the base and licked a stripe up the backside of his cock with the flat of his tongue. "All those sounds you were making? How's a guy supposed to wanna stop?" A short laugh trailed his words before pressing soft kisses to the inner parts of his thighs. "Besides, you make it sound like finishing would be a bad thing. Based on how good you taste, I bet your load tastes like heaven, itself."

[forfoxsake]

Knox was vaguely aware that his fingers were still tangled in Tyler's hair, his chest rising then falling with quick, shallow breaths. The cool air hit his flushed cock, and he let out a whine at being denied Tyler's mouth. He wanted to say something witty, but all that came out was, "Shit, Tyler." He swallowed hard, trying to clear his head enough to think straight.

"Don't be so smug...it's just 'cause you're so good with that mouth. Something tells me this isn't your first time." Of course it was. Knox wasn't so stupid to believe Tyler was saving himself just for this moment, but still, that tongue made Knox question his sanity. Tyler's breath was warm against his skin, his lips trailing kisses that had Knox squirming in earnest now. His head fell back against the wall with another thud, hips jerking up as Tyler teased him mercilessly.

"I'm serious," he managed to bite out. "You keep going and I'll..." His voice cracked as Tyler's tongue flicked against him again. "God, you're such an ass. You know what you're doing to me, and I can't—" His hips bucked again, helplessly chasing Tyler's touch.

With all his will, he opened his eyes and looked down at Tyler, cheeks burning and hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. "I want you to fuck me. Before I embarrass myself and blow down your throat." Knox had been with guys before, but none of them ever felt like Tyler. None ever had Tyler's confidence, his way of handling Knox's body as if he already knew what would make Knox shatter. And damn it, that was exactly what Tyler seemed to be doing—making Knox come undone with nothing but his tongue and his cocky smirk.

Knox's voice softened, sounded almost ridiculously pleading, needy even. "Please, Tyler..." He lifted his hips, as if that would drive home just how badly he wanted more. Wanted Tyler buried in him until he couldn't even remember his own name. "Or are you just gonna leave me hanging here?" His chest heaved as he met Tyler's eyes again. "Thought you wanted this as bad as I do."

[men-of-paradise]

Waiting patiently for the fox to approach, Taff knelt as still as a statue. He did not want to make any sudden movements that might startle the smaller creature, given its injury. Even as the freezing wind and snow landed on the back of his neck, the marksman kept his breath slow and steady. His eyes remained fixed on the fox as it limped forward, tucking its nose against his fingertips. A small smile lingered on the marksman’s lips as he felt the tentative licks of its tongue, and his thumb carefully traced along the fox’s jaw. He gently petted its fur, aiming to soothe and comfort the creature. “There you are. You’re okay. It must be cold out here, all on your own,” Taff murmured, his tone low as he marveled at the beauty of the fox pressed against him.

The sharp whistle of the arrow through the air made his body tense in alarm. With the sharp object lodged in the snow beside the fox’s paw, Taff withdrew his hand to notch an arrow in his bowstring and draw it back for an attack. His eyes scanned the forest line, quickly scouting the offending enemies. Then a sudden burst of light flashed behind him, and the mountainman couldn’t help but glance back to catch sight of what was happening.

His eyes widened at the sight of the injured fox’s tails splitting and stretching, revealing a brilliant array of nine tails glowing with a gleaming flame at the end. The foxfire glimmered under the falling snowflakes, like a beautiful frostfire that seemed to radiate both heat and a frosty chill at the same time. Taff had little time to admire the sight before the fox launched a fireball toward an archer at the crest of the hill slope. The marksman gritted his teeth as the other man burst into flames, quickly reduced to ashy dust before he had the chance to scream. They were in a fight for their lives, it seemed. Why these people were hunting down an injured creature like this was beyond him, but Taff wasn’t going to stand by.

Taff barely had a chance to register that the fox was shifting into a human, a rather fit, handsome, beautiful, and naked human, before another arrow whistled through the air. This one found its mark, embedding itself in the fox-man’s leg. Cursing at the fresh blossom of blood that spurted onto the pure white snow, Taff spun around and let his notched arrow fly. A marksman like him always found his mark, and he wasn’t going to let the second attacker have another chance to get his shot off. He quickly shifted to the naked man, reaching down to scoop him up in his arms and bring him to the treeline. At least with some cover, they would be less vulnerable targets in the open.

Quickly tucking the fox-man against the base of a sturdy tree, Taff nocked another arrow in his bowstring, alert as he scanned the treeline once more. He positioned himself to stand over the injured man like a body shield, hoping to draw their fire until there were no more threats. “How many more are there?” he asked quickly, his tone low and sharp like a dagger. Kill the threats. Assess the damage once they are safe. While he was familiar with the mountains, he figured the other was far more adept at sensing the threats before he could even see them. And while they hadn’t had the chance to exchange pleasantries, he hoped the fox-man was able to be his better eyes and ears amidst the increasing snowfall.

[forfoxsake]

His calf was on fire. With every beat of his heart, more blood seeped through his fingers as he pressed against the wound. The steel tip had torn clean through muscle. Snow melted where the drops fell, turning to pink slush around his bare feet. He could feel the archer's eyes on him, watching through the trees, waiting for him to stumble. Another arrow would come soon—he knew it. His head pressed back against rough pine bark, fingers white-knuckled on his bleeding thigh. Snow continued to drift from darkening branches overhead. Nine tails curled close around his body like white-fur armor, purple embers flickering at their tips. The air stung his lungs, making his breaths come short.

"I can't smell him anymore," Tai said through clenched teeth. His voice was low, barely audible over rising wind. "Can you see anything?" Tai's eyes darted toward the marksman crouched beside him. The man looked like he'd been carved from the mountain itself—broad shoulders hunched against the wind, his hand steady as he held the bowstring taut. Snow dusted his hair and shoulders, obscuring part of his face, but not the resolve in his eyes.

This was another person who shouldn't have gotten tangled up in his fight, a fact that twisted in Tai's gut as he watched the marksman's gaze sweep their surroundings. There had already been too many bodies for his sake.

Tai let out another hiss of pain as he tried to shift position, bracing himself against the pine tree. "That guy you shot—he won't be alone. They travel in groups. Three, four, five together. I've been running them down for days." Tai's mouth twisted into an almost predatory-like smile.

"Guess you're unlucky now too." The snow beneath him was soaked through, stained red from his leg, though his nine tails kept flicking snow over it as though that could hide anything. Purple fire flickered along his tails and the snow around them glowed, which was pretty if you ignored the blood.

"I think we're safe for now, but it won't last. They don't give up until they get what they want, or..." Tai's voice cut off as his hand tightened around the wound, the pressure making the flesh sizzle against his palm. Blood seeped between his fingers, steaming in the cold mountain air as his own heat tried to cauterize the damage.

"I just need a minute. Seriously, you did more than enough. Get clear; I don't want you getting hurt because of me."

[smutbydaylight]

Kazan looked at the other carefully, watching as he reintroduced himself. It was cute. Ash seemed like a bright person. Someone who could bounce back with ease. It was admirable to Kazan. He knew that it took a lot to be able to keep your spirits up in the face of adversity. He gave a small smile at the other taking his hand and giving it a firm shake.

"Hi Ash. I'm Kazan. I'm deeply unlucky and I'd love to fuck you tonight. Both to help you heal and because you're super hot and cute." He flashed a small smile at the other and nodded his head. "And you know I've never met anyone with magical tails before. Kind of surprising really, but it's also pretty cool. It's equal parts cute and badass."

He was surprised when the other changed subjects towards his curse. "Dangerous... I can work with dangerous. As long as I'm the one in danger. I don't want to put someone else in danger just to save myself." Maybe if they agreed to it and really knew what it meant, but Kazan would use that at a last attempt.

"Don't tell me, you're gonna kill me and bring me back to life or something like that? I'm pretty sure I've seen that in a movie. Though I don't know if it would work. Pretty sure that as long as my bloodline continues, he'll keep coming after me. Which is a massive pain in the ass." He gave a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. He was now fully relaxed, able to laugh and smile as he talked to Ash. It wouldn't last for long, but he was letting himself enjoy the company of another person. It was rare he got to experience it.

[forfoxsake]

Ash leaned back against the tree behind him. "Cute works," he said with a crooked grin that barely reached his lips. "The badass comes and goes when it feels like it, you know how it is." It really did go, too — usually exactly when Ash actually needed to not get his ass kicked by a ten-foot-tall demon in a Japanese forest at whatever ungodly hour it was now.

"Thing is—this is one of those solutions where I get all the fun parts. The risk is pretty much on my end here, Kazan. We're talking maybe a sixty-percent chance I'm still standing when this is over," Ash paused, letting those odds sink in. His smile had vanished somewhere between admitting the plan might kill him and watching the other man's expression shift at those numbers.

"Before you ask," he continued, voice quieter now, "the forty percent isn't so bad, especially with an Oni in the mix."

Ash's fingers picked at the frayed knee of his jeans, eyes drifting from the campfire to Kazan and back. He'd never had this talk with anyone—part of it because most people would have him institutionalized, the other part because there was rarely an 'anyone' around to tell.

"I have something inside me. A kind of upgrade, if you will, that I need to go through." He flinched at how his words came out, sounding way too dramatic, like he was staring in some fantasy drama. "Look, I'm going to...I guess, evolve, like a Pokémon." Ash tried again, shaking his head when even that came out wrong. "I've already put this thing off for longer than I probably should've."

His voice lowered to something not quite a whisper but close enough. "When you want to get stronger in my line of work—my kind—the heavens throw a little temper tantrum about it. It's like there's this rulebook, and somewhere near the bottom it says, 'Sure, get all immortal or even god-tier powerful if you want—but not without paying your dues.'"

"That comes in the form of 'heavenly thunder'," Ash clarified when Kazan didn't speak. "Big. Loud. And if you can stand up when it's done trying to kill you—well, good news! You passed. If not, that was probably for the best anyway. It aims for me, but it can also strike a small area around me. As long as I can get a hold of, or stay close to, the Oni. I don't see why I can't use him as a giant meat shield. Technically, I just have to outlast the thunder."

[boysfromtheburbs]

Tyler couldn’t tell what he loved more: doting on Knox with sweet nothings, or teasing him to the point of wriggling beneath his frame. Both made his brain short circuit in a way that he wasn’t quite sure they could come back from. With each article that was flung from either of their bodies, Tyler felt more and more like the impasse they'd come to was worth passing.

The chuckle that left him was all too sincere, as his lips continued to brush up and down his friend's sheathed length. "Someone's eager." As if the blonde hadn't been dying to get Knox on his counter all night. And of course, Tyler would've never left the man hanging and just let him blow his load in his underwear of all places, but man, would it have been a huge boon to his ego. It wasn't every day that just the phantom of his lips on skin was enough to make a guy finish. "Too fucking long, man." Tyler admitted with a hushed tone.

Feeling his lips being impaled once more, Tyler smiled up at his friend triumphantly. "Alright, take it easy, tiger. Gonna take an eye out with that thing." With a chuckle, he hungrily hooked his fingers in the waistband of Knox's boxer briefs and tugged. "Fuck," Tyler breathed, letting the length of the man slap against his wanting lips. "Gonna make you feel real good, buddy, I promise."

With an all too serious nod, Tyler lowered himself down on the head of Knox's cock, humming at the taste of him.

[forfoxsake]

Everything was warm and wet, and Knox swore his brain went into standby as he lost himself to that mouth on his dick. "Tyler..." he groaned, pushing up on his elbows to look down at him, just barely seeing over his belly at that head of blond hair and feeling every swirl, every teasing lick of his tongue on his cock, as if Tyler wanted to learn every curve and dip and vein. He was getting himself drunk on his dick, wasn't he?

Knox groaned as he settled back, letting his head roll to one side so that he wasn't staring, at least while he caught his breath. The moment was overwhelming. His whole body felt like static. His head was spinning, his legs felt heavy, and it was hard to tell up from down, but he was sure of one thing—he had his hands in Tyler's hair as he urged him deeper. Knox's fingers tangled into those strands as he did all he could to keep his breathing even until it felt like he might lose it.

Then he was letting out something almost like a whimper. "Tyler, shit, fuck, fuck...gonna—fuck—don't want to...finish already..." His words were failing him, and he couldn't seem to form complete thoughts. He just wanted this to feel good for both of them and not end in less than five minutes. Tyler's mouth was just so hot and wet, and Knox was just so on edge; it was taking everything he had not to snap his hips up and fuck his throat.

[smutbydaylight]

"I didn't say no. I just... I like to know what things are before I get into them. I don't get too much choice when it comes to my personal life, so I like to go into things knowing as much as I can. And it's definitely not charity. I mean you're very attractive and so far I like you. But if we're going to fuck, i want to know what it is. Like just something you're doing to feel better or something you actually want to do with me. I don't really mind either way, but it feels like knowing is the best option.

"I don't mind being stuck with you. You're pretty fun to have around." He shrugged. It was a simple compliment, but it was true. There weren't many people that Kazan enjoyed spending time with, but Ash was enjoyable. Maybe it was because he could protect himself so Kazan didn't have to worry about it, but either way, it made it so much more enjoyable to hang out with Ash over anyone else he could realistically be around.

"Am I being weird? I spend so much time on my own... Suddenly I'm worried I've forgotten how to act like a human." He rubbed the back of his neck and gave a soft laugh. He certainly hoped he wasn't making a fool of himself.

[forfoxsake]

"You're good," Ash said, shaking his head. He leaned in to warm his hands over the fire. "Mostly, I'm messing with you. You looked so serious, I couldn't help it." He gave a short sigh. "I've never actually met an Oni hunter before—or someone hunted by Onis? So, I don't have any frame of reference on how you guys act. I've seen some weird things. And some normal, human things, so... yeah."

His ears twitched before they settled. He pulled his tails in close before one of them ended up in the fire, which had nearly happened twice tonight already. They swayed once before disappearing altogether.

"Also, an hour ago I was pretty sure I was going to die out there. Anyway." He straightened up to face Kazan directly. "You want it straightforward from me: yes. You're my type. Let's try it again."

"Hi. I'm Ash." He gestured vaguely at himself, then extended his uninjured right hand. "I'm here in Japan for reasons I'll probably tell you about in twenty minutes, whether I mean to or not, and you seem like someone who'd be fun in bed. I could use a win tonight, honestly. Oh — I heal faster after sex. That's a real thing my body does. I know exactly how it sounds, but it's still true. You can laugh; I laughed the first time. So that's a good night for you and a working hand for me."

It was worth a try. Ash took the hand back and used it to put another stick on the fire.

"Hey, so. Your problem. There might be another way to handle it. It's... tricky. Might be dangerous. No — it is. It's dangerous."

[swoledadenergy]

Warren watched intently as the younger man rambled, struggling to find the correct words to get out of trouble. Truth was there was no need, for he was not in any trouble, but Warren had learnt long ago that there was no point in damming and flowing river when it was at its highest flow rate. So he let Knox ramble and bury himself deeper and deeper into it, and when the other finally stopped, Warren laughed. A soft, friendly laughter.

"Easy, kid." He looked for Knox's eyes to give him reassurance, but also followed it by putting his hand on the younger's shoulder. A little squeeze, to help him ground himself. "You're not in trouble. Not entirely, anyway."

There was a little bit of humour in stressing him out.

"I'm just a little concerned about you. I saw you dozing off today, and that worries me. Is everything ok? I won't lie to you, if handling everything is proving to be too much, perhaps a second major is not the best of ideas right now, y'know?" Warren's voice sweetened, endeared for him. And perhaps leaning into that sex appeal Knox had mentioned, just to make his words more digestible.

[forfoxsake]

"Wh-What, what?!" Knox's voice cracked. This wasn't happening. Was it? Maybe he was still sleeping, and his subconscious just decided that Professor Warren would be the star in this little mental drama. "Uh...so...you saw that, huh?" Of course, he saw it. Knox wasn't exactly sneaky with sleeping in class. It's not like he tried to get caught.

Still, Knox let his hands rub at his eyes before looking at Warren. The professor's smile was bright, and... that was all Knox noticed. How bright his smile was. Oh. Oh no. He was definitely not dreaming. The man was hot in person and his voice...goodness.

Clearing his throat, Knox pulled his backpack into his lap, nervously fiddling with his thumbs along one of the straps. "I'm sorry. For falling asleep. I didn't—I mean, it wasn't on purpose." Or he was pretty sure he didn't. There was some time missing.

"Probably stayed up too late studying. Not an excuse, I know. My own fault. I'm not asking for—I don't want you to go easy on me or anything." The words tumbled out of him, each word followed by another as if he was worried that if he paused, Warren might use that time to throw him out of class. "So, uh, don't worry about me. I am fine, I swear!"

The more he rambled, and despite what he was saying, Knox could hear his voice pitching higher because...well, he was in college for two degrees that he did want to learn. Yes, his father wanted him to have multiple skills, but...this wasn't just about that. It was his choice.

"Let me guess. I'm grading papers. Or you're gonna make me reorganize your bookshelf by genre and publication date. Something like that."

[smutbydaylight]

Kazan was quickly stunned by the other's words. He had kept quiet and listened for the most part, somehow leading to Ash propositioning him. He blinked a few times, looking over Ash slowly. What do you even say to that? Then the other was joking about sleeping with the Oni and motioning for him to help. Kazan quickly moved closer and took the bandage roll. He began carefully helping the other out, taking great care not to cause the other any pain.

He decided to focus on the less confusing question first, giving a small nod. "I don't worry about my strength hurting them. I'm more worried about the darkness I draw towards me. I've had the Oni attack me when I wasn't alone and it's a lot harder to fight him off when I'm focused on protecting someone else. Traveling alone... it just works better for me." He gave the other a small smile. "I don't think I'm all that brooding." He was entirely unaware just how brooding he actually was.

"As for the whole sex thing... I don't know. If you want to, we could. But I'd like to know before hand if it's purely for healing reasons or if it's also for fun. I like to know what I'm getting into before I get into it." He could handle sex that was purely for the mechanics of it, but he knew it would be different from sex with any kind of passion or attraction. It was hard to know exactly what was going on with Ash. The other spoke fast and jumped from topic to topic. Kazan wasn't used to dealing with someone so excitable. It left him feeling behind.

[forfoxsake]

"Wow, look at that." Ash smiled at him. "You didn't run for your horse. Yes, in my mind, there are horses for some reason. Into the cursed forest and everything. Look at you." Ash gives a small scoff. "Look, sex doesn't have to be a whole thing. I offered, you said no, it's fine." He made a low sound of approval as he shifted his arm to allow Kazan access to bind the wound. "But now it feels less like fun, doesn't it? You make it sound like charity."

Once he was good to go, he took over, tying it in place before fishing for more snacks in his satchel. "We've got time. That Oni's gonna find us again, so you're stuck with me. Consider it a getting-to-know-you period. I'm not always this easy, but—" he shrugged "—ask me again after a few days. Maybe I'll still be friendly."

He returned to building their campsite and started summoning small wisps to patrol. A dozen or so will-o'-the-wisps zipped out into different directions in an unpredictable, erratic pattern, and he nodded to himself. "Those'll warn us if he gets close. We should get one decent night out of them, at least."

As he prepared tea, Ash glanced back to see if Kazan was okay, his tone softening again. "You said this has been happening since you were a kid? I've never heard of an Oni getting that personal with someone. You never tried to track down any elders who could help? Can it even die?"

[charmednoir]

The sounds Ash makes are surely going to be the death of him. Phineas knew that long ago, but every single time it hits different — like the first time all over again, except better, because now he knows him. Knows exactly what makes those godly eyes go glassy.

Phineas presses forward, licking into Ash and nudging his hole open with his tongue before sinking it into him. As soon as he pushes into that velvety heat, he digs further, licking inside of Ash as if a switch had turned on. A moan sounds off in the back of his throat, indicative of just how much he enjoyed the taste and texture of the meal before him, as if he hadn't eaten dinner at all.

Ash's words spur him on too, 'like that' as if he didn't already know, as if he didn't dial into Ash's aura and can physically feel what he wants more of and act on it with ease. He pushes forward even further, face buried between those soft cheeks while he eats him out.

[forfoxsake]

Ash let his head rest on his folded forearms as he groaned. He felt like he was melting; if he hadn't already been leaning on something, he would have collapsed on his ass right there on top of Phin. He never thought he would enjoy it as much as he does with Phin. They've tried it before, but Phineas never ate Ash out like he was now, not like he was starving. It was amazing.

"Shit, Phineas—Phin—so good—" Ash was sure that whatever neighbors he had must have been wondering what was going on. He couldn't help it if he was loud; not when Phineas was doing all of that to him.

He knew Phin was only just getting started when he felt one hand spreading him wide. When that tongue worked itself even deeper inside him, he swore he saw stars. "Oh, god," he cried, arching his back, trying to get closer to that heat, to Phineas. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, toes curling, and his voice an octave higher than usual. "Yes, oh, fuck me—just like that—"

The way Phin's tongue worked inside of him had him pushing back against his mouth. "Stop teasing me, please..."

[illustrioussin]

"Money? Nah." Julian said. Though he wasn't anywhere near as loaded as Knox and his family, he had built a life and career for himself where money wasn't an issue for him. He lived more than comfortably. In abundance, actually. He also knew Knox wasn't looking for money. He didn't need it. He enjoyed the fact that money didn't seem to be an object in their relationship...or whatever it was.

Julian kissed his teeth at the Narnia comment and rolled his eyes. He knew it was all in good fun. One of the things he liked so much about Knox was his ability to be so nonchalant about things. He'd had conversations like this in the past with men he was seeing, and those conversations had always spiraled quickly. Here, they were level-headed. The flow of conversation was just as natural as their pillow talk.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just want to make sure you know and understand fully what you're getting into with me. That's all." Julian told him, turning to look at him a bit. Beneath the stars, Knox was even more handsome, if such a thing could exist. It was so easy to be attracted to him, drawn in by beauty that seemed to always grab and hold Julian by the scruff of his neck. "So you think your pops might know?" Julian said, his heart skipping a couple of beats. Anytime he felt he was close to being outed, he felt it coming. "You really don't think he'll say nothing? Or...is it off with my head if I break your heart? He gon' make me swim with the fishes or something?" He joked.

Julian chuckled and nodded his head. "Nah, you got a point. I love all of our sex. Even when I'm running late for court and you still find a way to come join me in the shower and make me even later." He leaned in a bit, broad shoulder bumping against Knox's. "Thank you for being understanding. You don't know how much that means to me." Julian said softly. "I just get into my head with this shit sometimes. Guess I'm self-sabotaging, I don't know. I do know that I like you, though. I like you a lot, Knox. That last thing I'm trying to do is lose what you and I have."

[forfoxsake]

It didn't take much to see what was really going on here. Julian was afraid of two things: that he'd get caught and lose all that he'd worked for, or that he'd have feelings that were deeper than what they could realistically maintain.

Knox was right there with him. He could go back to dating around like usual, and his father might be on his case to find some 'nice Asian girl' to settle down with soon enough. Knox wasn't looking to change his whole life for this either, but there were things about being with Julian he had never had with anyone else. It was comfortable. Easy. It was more than sex. It was trust.

They could keep that. They had to, because there wasn't much else that was going right in Knox's life.

"Swimming with the fishes?" He laughed again, reaching up to scratch at his cheek. "Man, I think you watch too many gangster flicks. Besides, that's more of an Italian thing. We have our own saying. It translates to something like... Feed the dogs." He wrinkled his nose and glanced at Julian. "Not so glamorous sounding, huh?"

He still smiled. "I'll be surprised if my father didn't know about us. When I was a kid, I found a little camera in my teddy bear, and my first boyfriend was someone he hired. I've gotten better at hiding, but how many legal consultations does one man need from the same lawyer? He's been watching me my whole life." Knox wasn't bitter about it; it was just how his father was. He'd never been affectionate or loving in ways most parents were. He made sure his kids never went without, and in exchange, he demanded obedience and loyalty, keeping a close eye on their every move to protect them.

That was what Knox's father had told himself anyway. In truth, he wanted to know who and what Knox got involved with, so if anything became an obstacle in his father's plans, it could be eliminated before it mattered.

That was never going to be Julian.

"All the sex?" Knox teased as he shifted closer and nudged Julian again with his elbow. "You're gonna have to prove that to me, you know."

[smutbydaylight]

Kazan smiled at the other and tilted his head. He could see that the other's legs were still a little weak, feeling pretty proud of himself. He like knowing that Knox would be able to feel him for at least a couple hours. It was an invisible mark that he had left on the other. Something that only Knox would know about. He didn't know why it was so important to him to be able to leave the other with a reminder that he had been there, but it was.

Glancing over at the other, Kazan couldn't help but to chuckle. "Did I wear you out too much? I never knew you could look so worn out." He walked past the other, his hand coming down to give the other's ass a quick spank. "I could order room service if you want. But I can cook. I do it for myself often. I've never been too interested in letting people cook for me." He knew it was paranoia, but then paranoia was part of what had kept him alive.

When the other asked about next time, Kazan paused. Of course there would be a next time, but he never brought it up. Suggesting that they would come together again and again, he glanced down at the other, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, glancing over at him. "You're always welcome here."

He wondered for a moment if he should actually ask what the other thought about them. "We've been doing this a lot. Hooking up. It's been fun." He reached down and ran his fingers along the other's spine. "Do you want to come over more often? I wouldn't be opposed." It was, perhaps, the least romantic way to tell Knox he was always welcome. Fuck, if he asked Kazan would even give him a key. He just wasn't the best at making the first move.

[forfoxsake]

Oh, if only. Knox didn't often find someone who could leave him breathless like this. At least not since he had started sleeping with Kazan. They weren't exactly anything 'official', though describing their sex life as 'infrequent' would have been the wrong word. 'Compulsive' was closer. 'All-consuming' even better. Enough that missed calls from family and skipped business meetings were becoming routine. But that wasn't too concerning, at least not to Knox.

When that hand came down on his ass, he sighed into it. Maybe there would be bruises again. The first few times had hurt, but now it was exciting to think that he might see where Kazan had been grabbing and slapping and squeezing for hours after they had gone their separate ways. Wasn't like anyone else was going to see them, Knox wasn't exactly shy about his body.

"Room service is good. So's cooking. Whatever you want." The smile was still on his face, turning his head so that he could see Kazan. Even if they were on opposite sides of everything in their personal lives, they seemed to fit. Kazan understood him better than most, even though they were rivals. Or because of that, maybe.

"I could stay." There wasn't any reason for Knox to go home now, anyway. The only person who would miss him was his uncle, and he didn't even really care. If anything, this was better for everyone involved, as it got them out of each other's way for as long as possible. He wouldn't push for anything more, but at least now, he didn't have to feel like this was just some fling or one-night-stand type of thing. Knox pushed himself up onto his elbows, letting his eyes slip shut when he felt those fingers on his back. "Would I get breakfast in bed if I did? I'm kinda starving. Need my protein. Actually, I think I already got that."

There were definitely other benefits to having someone to spend his free time with. This just happened to be one that came up after spending half the night together.

"Or we could just make coffee and pass out until it's time for our next meeting. I have a family 'thing' later tonight." Did it matter? Either way, he wanted to stay with Kazan for as long as he could. Whatever he could offer, it was better than being at home. The question was, would he get tired of Knox coming around? Was he already?

[smutbydaylight]

Kazan nodded his head, happy to follow the other's boundaries. He didn't want to push too hard and make the other uncomfortable. "People. Got it. It's good to have people." He chuckled softly and listened as the other began talking about his family. It sounded like Ash was pretty set in his ways. Maybe it was just how they all lived. Sometimes it was easier to just go with the flow.

He noticed the way the other avoided looking at him, but he didn't pry. "Well I might not be family, but I'm here for you whenever you need. Not that I can really help with the magic. I've never been a practitioner." All he could really offer was physical protection, but between the other's chains and his tails, it seemed like Ash didn't need his help. In fact it was Kazan who needed Ash's help more than anything else.

When the other began taking off his shirt, Kazan was surprised. At first he averted his eyes, but when he noticed the bruise on his side, Kazan frowned. "Are you sure it's okay? Maybe I should get us to the closest village. You can rest and let the wound heal some." He felt bad that Ash had gotten hurt because of his demon. Moving closer, Kazan let his fingers ghost over the other's skin. He was surprisingly gentle with the other, clearly concerned about him. Even if it wasn't a big wound, in Kazan's mind it was his fault.

When the other called him out for staring, Kazan let out a small scoff. At the same time, he quickly looked away. "I wasn't staring. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Of course he had noticed that Ash was handsome. He was an absolute treat to look at. In fact, he was so good to look at that Kazan nearly missed the story that the other began telling. By the end his head was cocked, looking at the other with some disbelief. "I can't believe you told me not to look before talking about fucking a pair of twins. Truly, I can never guess what's next to come out of your lips." He leaned back, letting out a loud laugh. Maybe he had just been away from people for too long, but he could have never guessed that this was how it would go.

"Well... I can't say I have any stories like that. Most of my hookups have been... well just that. One night stands. A way to get my rocks off when I'm feeling pent up. I never stay in places long enough to form any kind of real connection. Plus, given my curse it feels unfair to put anyone else in danger." Kazan knew he lived a lonely, solitary life. It was by design, even if he didn't always love it.

[forfoxsake]

"I'll be fine," Ash smiled sheepishly, rubbing at his ribs. "Come morning, I'll be Instagram-ready. Gotta spend tonight recovering the energy I burned, though." He gave his head another small shake as he moved over to rummage through his satchel for supplies. "We shouldn't go near people with that Oni still after us. It'd just follow us. If there's other settlements out there, they've got their own wards and protections. So they'll be fine for a while."

Once he found his spare shirt and bandages, Ash threw both down onto a blanket he was spreading out, then undid his belt with his good hand. There was something that nagged at him about Kazan's story—maybe it was how quick he was to assure Ash that he didn't have any significant connections with people. Still, it felt impolite to pry, and Ash had no plans to do so.

"If you want to see me naked, all you have to do is ask. What comes after that—that'd actually helps. Sex speeds up energy regeneration." Ash shot him an unimpressed look but kept talking before Kazan could react.

"I'm joking, mostly, but not really. I'm serious. Sex helps with energy regeneration. It's not about the wounds, it's about balancing my energies after using that much power. And there's no one else around, so if you want to—you'd be doing me a favor. I guess there's always the Oni. Do you think he would…nah, not my type." He held out an extra bandage roll for Kazan to help with.

"So you just don't get involved because you're afraid you'd hurt them. But I saw you fight—you've got total control. So that's not it. You sure you don't stay single because you like your space? Or is it just the curse of being a brooding anime muscle man and getting hit on everywhere you go?"

He got up and stretched with another yawn, peeling off his shirt while he gathered kindling for another campfire to dry out and boil some more water.

[askbigbrolucifer]

As Ash answered his questions the tension in his body melted away little by little, the uncertainty of the situation and practically being at Ash’s mercy since he was bound to him had Lucifer on edge. But with his questions answered and knowing the others intent wasn’t to harm him the kind of hell was able to relax.

“I am indifferent about this lore, the short version is sufficient, what is this like G and big G…is it similar to Demi-god and a god?” He asked his tone now less demanding and more so curious his gaze drifting to the food and drink. Lucifer decided to sit down near the food picking the dish up and inspecting it curiously before he slowly began to eat mostly due to the fact that he was used to human food not tasting all too appealing. With angels they tasted every single atom so it made the process of eating not all that great but Lucifer found with this body he was able to taste the food which was nice.

“Usually angels taste food differently and it makes food not taste to great but I can actually enjoy it with this body..a very different and welcomed change” he informed the other as to explain his hesitation before eating the food given before giving a short nod as to show he was listening “okay, I only ask about the body because I didn’t get permission from the vessel and even if I am a being of Hell I was once an angel and it is important to me to get consent from the human..as for how the body feels it fits comfortably not as tight as I’m used to a vessel feeling which is nice and it feels like it will hold up and not deteriorate on me like they usually do…it’s the grace it’s often to much for human bodies unfortunately”.

Lucifer stopped speaking for the time being in favor of eating and drinking the water. With every new thing he tried his eyebrows expressed his curiosity and his delight when he realized he liked what he was tasting all the while he listened to whatever Ash spoke about next.

“I am unsure how you’re going to redeem ME of all beings I’ve been told I’m I redeemable,why you didn’t summon a lesser being has me curious that is unless you didn’t have a choice or was it necessary to accomplish this goal you have” Lucifer said tilting his head slightly with a small hum after he had finished the meat and than turned his attention to the rice “gifted? Are you meaning to be suggestive with the use of the word in this context?”.

[forfoxsake]

Ash waved off Lucifer's question about what God with lower case and uppercase G meant. He wasn't exactly interested in explaining how the divine works, since he didn't really know either. "I mean—" He made a face. "I don't know. There's ranks. You guys have that, right? Archangels, seraphim, and whatever. Same idea. You're just lower on the food chain than your boss."

He wanted to keep it simple. Chinese mythology differed from Christianity, but there was an aspect that seemed almost universal to them all; Lucifer should at least have some understanding if Ash compared it to the system Lucifer, his brother, and their father used.

"Funny thing? Wasn’t even aiming for you specifically." Ash sat back and let Lucifer get to eating and drinking. He had his own plate of steamed pork buns and noodles nearby, helping himself.

"How could you not understand sex? You. Lucifer. The guy whose whole brand is temptation. What, you just stand around suggesting people eat the last cookie? Come on." Ash scoffed, sounding almost offended for Lucifer's sake. "What the hell do you even do down there? Just... poke people with sticks all day? That's it?" He paused mid-chew, a steamed bun half in his mouth. "That's so boring. You know you can leave, right? Come up here? There's food. There are people. There's—" Ash gestured vaguely with a hand holding half-eaten steamed bun, waving it around "—stuff."

[charmednoir]

Well! He did have a point about that. Phineas’ mind had been in the gutter since Ash had him pressed against the wall back when they were in the city.

Many people have been fooled by his boyish smile, but Phineas is strong, thickly corded muscle under Ash’s fingertips. He might not be as lean as Pierce, but the muscle is still there, shifting under his tattooed skin as he ducks his head and connects lips to throat while Ash’s hands roam his back and sides.

It doesn’t take much after the green light is given. Phineas tugs off his shirt, carelessly tossing it before he surges forward once more. He connects their lips, and with each passing second of the kiss, the energy between them intensifies. Phineas licks into Ash’s mouth while his hands work between them, undoing Ash’s pants so he can push everything down as far as it’ll go. He slowly pulls back after that, boyish grin shifting into something mannish instead.

He grips one thigh in each hand and pushes until both Ash’s pants and his underwear are bunched up at his knees. He could take them all the way off but he's a little impatient and that’s all the access Phineas needs. As soon as his eyes come in contact with Ash’s exposed hole, his saliva glands go into overdrive. Phineas shakes his head softly as if to say ‘Sheesh’. He finds Ash’s gaze. "I'm famished, actually.”

[forfoxsake]

It didn't matter where Phineas and Ash were at any given moment. Even now, where not even thirty minutes have passed since an attempt was made on both their lives, Phin would still be hungry for him. He was always hungry for Ash, and there was nothing that could ever change that. Not even after they'd gone at it multiple times that same day, there was no satisfying him. If Ash had learned anything during their time together, it was that he could give Phin whatever he asked for, as many times as he needed it, and it would still never be enough. The tattooed man was an animal. One Ash was happy to be devoured by any chance he got.

He tilted his head to give Phin better access, licking his lips as he watched Phineas drop to his knees. A soft moan escaped Ash's lips as Phineas's tongue connected with his skin. Ash's fingers gripped the soft black leather of his sofa, trying to keep himself together but failing to do so when he pushed back against Phineas' tongue, needing more. "Fuck—Phin—yes, fuck, like that—" Ash muttered through pants. His legs shook as he reached back, grabbing what he could of Phineas' hair and shoving the bigger man's face against his ass. The position was awkward; he wasn't going to lie, but he was enjoying every second of it.

Phineas was good, Ash would give him that, but he wanted more.

[mysteryoflovc]

Jiwon does not know what Knox had meant at all but it seemed like he was putting himself down. Hadn't it? Perhaps he is over thinking this as well. If his little slip up hadn't been mentioned again would Knox even have brought it up? Did Jiwon shoot himself in the foot? And now will this spiral into something huge?

"I do?" Jiwon doesn't feel good about subconsciously thinking of her as well. "I wouldn't ever call you some other mans name." It's not important but Knox is the only man he's ever been with. There is no other man and there never will be. Jiwon had felt so incredibly serious about him that he'd finally asked if Knox would like to be together.

"I'm sorry about this tension." Jiwon rubs at his temples as he lets out a soft sigh. "It does matter my love. I would never want to disrespect you like that." He insists softly as he shakes his head. "You don't need to make me feel better or pretend. I want you to be honest. You can have all the time in the world to explain yourself. I will try not to freak out." Jiwon lets his hands fall onto the counter top as he watches Knox.

"I want you to speak up. You can say whatever you want to me about anything." Jiwon swallows down the ache in his throat. "You don't need to be worried about my reaction...I misunderstood you. I should not have said I'll make you leave. I don't ever want you to leave me Knox."

[forfoxsake]

Knox knew how stubborn Jiwon could be, and how hard he took things. He needed to stop beating himself up over everything and learn to talk it out before reacting. At least he was trying, even if it wasn't going great.

Knox could be patient. "That's what I meant," he said softly, nodding to affirm his words. "I love you, Ji. You don't have to be okay about this." He didn't need to talk about this if he wasn't ready, but Knox could be honest now without worrying about him spiraling.

"Sometimes, it feels like you think this is easy for you," he admitted, hating himself for saying it but needing to be truthful, "and maybe I'm not good at communicating either. We can be bad at that together." His grin was half-hearted at that attempt at humor. "We aren't like any couple you hear about in romance books." He let out his breath like it might relieve some of his own tension, before stepping close and wrapping his arms around Jiwon's neck.

He hugged him close and let his forehead fall to Jiwon's shoulder. "You won't lose me. You're stuck with me," he mumbled, giving him another squeeze.

[illustrioussin]

@forfoxsake continued from here.

Julian wasn't a fool, he knew the conversation wouldn't be easy. What he'd counted on was Knox not making it more difficult that it needed to be. He kissed his teeth at the 'three to four business days' remark. One hand gripped the base of the steering wheel a bit tighter, knuckles pushed up and strained against the skin. So much for quick and painless. "Partially, yeah." Julian said, not quite sure which he was admitting to. Was it about the work relationship or was he genuinely afraid of Knox's family. It was more likely to be both. "It's just a lot, y'know? Us and work, work with your family. I want to make sure the lines don't get blurry." With a sigh, Julian opened his car door and got out. He closed it and leaned against the car too, right next to Knox, his hands stuffed into his pockets. He cast his gaze up to the night sky.

"I enjoyed having you spend the night alright? And not just because I loved the morning sex." Despite the weight of the conversation, a smirk appeared on Julian's lips. "I just don't want things to get too deep between us and I can't give you what you need, what you deserve."

[forfoxsake]

"Are you talking about money?" Knox laughed at that idea. He never asked Julian to buy him anything. Knox came from money, even if he had to take his inheritance on faith right now while he pretended to be just another student. Julian probably thought Knox was being naive when he told his family he wanted nothing to do with the more questionable side of their business, and Julian might be right about that.

"Dude, I'm rich. Or are you talking about the fact that you're so deep in the closet you can see Narina? No offense." He still smiled. "I know I can't have everything I want. And neither can you. Not in this life." Not when Julian's reputation meant everything to him. As long as Julian proved himself, Knox's father would do just about anything to protect him as one of their lawyers, and if Julian's sexuality ever came out, they would make it go away before any of their business dealings with him suffered for it.

"I don't care if you don't want people to know, but that doesn't have to mean you end things. I wouldn't be surprised if the old man already knew. You know he has his 'ways'. Since it involves me, he'll just sit back and watch because of the blowback it would cause between him and me if he did something." There were certain benefits to being an heir with no spare.

Knox could have pouted. He had been pouting about this on and off for hours now. He'd spent all day thinking it might be coming to this, but he didn't know why it had to. "You loved just the morning sex? Not the all-night marathons, or the 'I went home for lunch' quickies, or the 'it's going to take the delivery guy twenty minutes to get here, how will we kill the time' sex? You're such a romantic." He winked, the knuckles of his closed fist giving a light bump to Julian's arm, his grin turning soft as he said, "Hey. It's okay. You're still freaking out. Let's just take this slow and think it over."