For most, immortality is a driving desire of humanity. For Alee Destan, it's a curse he must bear witness to. Lucky for him, Vesper knows all the ways to calm his overactive mind.
“Gonna live, baby?” Vesper questioned, voice teasing given their current circumstances. Mismatched eyes stared through the man sitting in their lap, his chest rising and falling with effort. Alee rolled his eyes at their poor attempt at a joke. Xe ran xyr fingers up his bare side, making him shudder under xyr warm touch.
“I'm fine.”
His voice was hoarse, strained from his moaning. Vesper could only really be proud at the effect they had on him. Xe rubbed his weak hip, easing tension in the joint. They pressed their forehead against his, watching as he closed his eyes and caught his breath.
“I'm going to make you do all the work next time.”
Xe laughed. The sound made Alee smile, pulling back and straightening out. “Sure thing, doll. I believe you.” They both knew he wouldn't. There was a reason this certain type of escapade was done with Alee riding xem. It made things a lot easier.
The mercenary laid xyr hand flat against his back, keeping him pressed to xem as xe leaned forward to grab the revolver and bullet on the table. The motion caused him to spasm around xem and xe bit the inside of their cheek to keep from groaning. They leaned back, releasing him to flick open the cylinder on xyr revolver.
“Just the one bullet?”
“I thought we'd play a game this time.”
Alee tilted his head, of the two fox ears on his head, the torn one twitched with curiosity. The curiosity carried over to his red gaze, focused on them.
Xe slid the bullet into the cylinder and closed it. “Don't count.” Vesper had to warn, knowing the man's aptitude for counting better than anyone. Alee stuck his tongue out and xe leaned forward, licking it.
“Eugh-” “You love it.”
Vesper spun the cylinder, listening to it click multiple times. Xe tapped the muzzle to Alee's lips, mismatched eyes watching as his mouth fell open to accommodate the mercenary’s weapon. His tongue ran along the barrel of the revolver, the sound of his metal tongue piercing clinking against it was audible.
“Good boy,” xe cooed, using xyr free hand to hold his hip. Vesper rolled their hips upwards, making the man in their lap moan around the gun. “There we go..” They let go of his hip, reaching between them to rub and tease the man's hard tdick.
This combined with the gun in his mouth made him whine and squirm. Alee's claws dug into xyr shoulders as he resumed a pace bouncing up and down. Slower, more sensual, but his cunt squeezed their cock all the same. Vesper lazed back, tanned cheeks flushed as xe pulled the revolver from his mouth.
Instead, xe ran the spit covered weapon along his jaw, leaving a faint shine across his pale skin. Xe tapped his cheek with the gun, eyes roaming down his body, watching the way his chest bounced in tandem with his movements.
Their breathing became more ragged as they once more dragged the gun along his skin. Xe brought the weapon under his chin, pointing it upwards.
Vesper pulled the trigger.
And the gun clicked harmlessly.
They felt his heartbeat around their dick, they could feel the way his excitement bubbled up, even if he didn't word it beyond a needy moan. Xe tugged at his tdick, making his claws dig a little harder into xem.
Vesper brought the gun under their own chin, maintaining eye contact while xe pulled the trigger on themself.
Click.
“Too bad.” Xe hummed, licking their lips, tongue sliding over xyr fangs. The fox featured man practically locked xem inside of him with how tight he was getting out of pure excitement and eagerness. “Relax, doll.” Vesper leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against Alee's cold lips. He was going to crush them if he kept it up like that.
Alee kissed back, whining into the kiss but clinging to xem nonetheless. “There we go.” Xe murmured against his lips. Carefully they balanced the revolver in xyr hand as xe brushed his bangs out of his face.
Vesper groaned softly when the man picked up the pace, tilting their head slightly. Xe ran the gun against the curvature of his chest, outlining his breast while he desperately fucked himself on them.
“V..Vesper..”
“Mhm?”
They already knew. They knew him so well at this point. Vesper lifted their hand once more, gently prying open his mouth to slide the barrel of the gun into his mouth.
Their finger moved to the trigger of the revolver, watching through half lidded eyes as he sucked on the weapon. The pleasure was mounting, for both of them.
Vesper pulled the trigger of the gun.
The man's body spasmed and stilled, the euphoria of death always got him over the ledge. Vesper let out a shaky exhale, hot cum shooting deeply into his cunt. Xe gently pulled the gun from his mouth, they hung their arm at their side to gently drop it onto the ground.
Xe wrapped xyr arms around him, holding him close to xyr chest. For a short time his mind would be at rest, devoid of the overwhelming call of destiny. Xe ran xyr fingers through his dark messy long hair. They'd have to clean up soon, settle him somewhere soft to regenerate. But they'd enjoy this time first, even as the stench of blood invaded every sense.