Thinking about Vampire Sam who's obsessed with Werewolf Misa's neck. He'd never bite him but he dreams about feeding from him. He stays awake on road trips just to watch Mike squirm and call for Sam in his sleep before settling across him. Letting his weight sooth the restless sleep and planting his face in the crook of Misa's neck. It's not weird to cuddle if your bro said he wants to cuddle sometimes okay? It's normal to scruff your buddy when the plane turbulence makes him so anxious he whines like a pup.
Misa thinks this level of touching and scenting makes them something, like boyfriends or whatever, but if Sam doesn't want to use that word it's no big deal. He gets someone to cuddle on the road and play chase when he shifts and always indulges his cravings for red meat. They're such a great pair. Toff and Cat always let Sam come for dinner and don't mind when he inevitably stays the night.
Misa wears his league issued collar, a little silver chain that keeps him in check more or less. Not that he'd ever shift during a game or even bare his teeth on the ice but it's suggested, so he wears it.
Sam hates it. The way it catches the light and pulls his eyes to Misa's neck all the fucking time. It's uncomfortably hot against his skin when Misa forgets to take it off. It's not painful or anything, but it's a constant reminder that people other than himself are like, aware of Misa. It makes him confused as fuck with what is definitely not jealousy but probably an unhealthy level of possessiveness that he's... working on.
Toff googles "is garlic actually harmful to vampires" because this guy keeps hovering around his house at night when his billet pup is trying to sleep and it's unnerving as fuck. Not that he would ever poison the kid or anything, but it's good to know.
╰┈➤ Summary: After years of being stuck in a cave, the last royal vampire finally broke out of his confinement and started to take control over things once again, giving back to those who were tortured and making sure those who enjoyed torturing vampires or anyone else below them were punished as they should, but word about a dancer, a hidden jewel. Made the King curious to come and get it out
╰┈➤ Characters/Pairings: Human! Hyunjin x Vampire! King Bang Chan
╰┈➤Genre: Smut, Non-Idol AU, Vampire AU
╰┈➤ Trope info: Chan is the last royal vampire and gets his power back and all of the land that was stolen from him. Will be mentions of mperg towards the end
╰┈➤ WC: 8.3k
╰┈➤ Network: @neverendingdreams-net
╰┈➤ Warnings: MDNI, prey/predator
╰┈➤ Ratings: 18+
╰┈➤ Credits: @anitalenia - banners
Some say this was bound to happen. Humans now being on the bottom of the food chain at the mercy of those who could and would easily toy and kill them as if they meant nothing to them anymore, like how some humans who were once seen to have it all and be at the top of the world would do to anyone else they saw as below them. But the king had enough of it, after being locked and chained down in a snowy, icy cave for years. Only to be brought out for torture reasons or boredom, he finally had enough and slowly begun taking back his home. Turning those into vampires like him or granting some just the simple gift of being immortal without the need to drink blood or wine for the rest of time until they choose to turn into ash or dust. But those who were untouchable were made to be immortal and used till others were done with them while the rest tried to navigate their new lives under the new rule. Being separated into districts, some being more watched and worse than most. The one almost every vampire would be seen if they were bored and thirsty was the entertainment district. Where human and vampires would be seen dancing and giving blood or offerings just to get by.
But this district had smaller sectors inside of those walls, the lower floors were for blood banks, second floor was for chatting, third floor was for special payments yet with the fourth floor had very few up there, but the price for them were high enough to where only the rich and royal could ever get inside or even a peak inside. Where it was mainly dancers, but they controlled the room and your actions. The most famous one was someone who almost everyone would gather scrapes just to get a peep at his face without seeing him through a window, only seeing his shadow dancing and hearing him sing along. Sometimes if he ever showed his outfits, his face was always covered to the point no one could see it. If you paid a good sum, this famous dancer would even allow you to pick his outfit, but his face remained covered with only his eyes showing. Tonight was another night for the dancer, sitting on his soft bench in his luxury robe and looking through his request, wanting to see how would be welcomed into his room till he saw the royal blue request sheet.
“The king has requested a night with you alone and will be there shortly at 11pm sharp. Please enjoy yourself before then and get prepared, we have already handled the others for the night.” Raising a brow, the dancer soon looked out his circle window to see the moonlight shinning through his window into his room, curiosity filling him. The king wants to see him tonight for a one on one? The dancer has had several members of the royal court come down to his room just to see him dance and listen to him. Some have tried to get closer but the dancer would be quick to get them escorted out of his room while he kept all the money, enjoying the aftermath of such. “Well, I guess I should wear his royal colors with some waist chains, maybe some long neck ones with my bracelets and maybe something else, just depends on what I can find.” Setting down the letter the dancer walked to the double doors and opened them slowly, looking at his large Varity of clothes and jewels for the night. Passing by the rainbow of colors the dancer found a long black skirt, the legs being shown with only the front being covered, a gold strap that wrapped around his inner thighs with the top of the skirt being covered in red rubies with some dangling down. Grabbing a gold belly chain and clipping around, adding about three of them and letting some jewels dangle on his hips.
Hanging up his robe on its own hanger and rack, the dancer walked to the sleeves, grabbing two black and red ruffle sleeves that would create more of an illusion, sliding on two black brackets before looking at the veils. Looking around, he found the black and red one, clipping it behind his head so it covered his mouth and nose, the jewels creating another illusion. But he needed chest chains, long ones that dangled and clicked with each movement he made, along with heels just to make for another illusion. Looking at the display, the dancer slowly grabbed some chains on his chest, creating a black, gold and red illusion of someone who's expensive, but classy. It’s something he thrives off of and enjoys watching those get on their knees just to get close to him. He has vampires at his feet and humans alike. Just to add some more sparkle to his outfit, he added some head jewels just to add some more gold to his look. His shoulder length hair flowing in the light as he added some black sparkling eyeshadow to add more of a trance.
Looking in the full-length mirror, holding a pair of black and red heels and slowly slipping them on before twirling in the mirror, softly smiling to himself before walking and allowing his heels to click against the marble floor to his white and golden doors before slowly opening them, looking up to see a tall man standing in his room, slowly looking around and luxury items before the two of them locked eyes with each other. The mans short yet combed back hair showing his handsome structured face, red plump lips, with his left eye being a dark brown but his right eye being more silver and black. It was his trademark when people were talking about him. His black leather gloves covering his hands yet matched so well with his leather long coat, hiding his leather pants and white shirt underneath. Yet showing his black combat boots. The two locked eyes for a moment, the stranger watching the dancer slowly walk over, almost creating a wave of black and red with a tone of soft jingles, bowing deeply to him before slowly standing up.
“So you're the infamous wave dancer I've heard so much about from my court, I must say, you know how to create the illusion and focus on your eyes.” The king said, slowly sitting on the soft white couch while letting his eyes wonder to the exposed skin and jewels before the dancer slowly sitting on his couch across from the king, slowly crossing his legs over as the two contained intense eye contact. “Figured I could make a nice living keeping people on their toes to see me, never thought I'd get to the King's attention though. I'm honored to see how far my efforts have gotten.” His smirk was hidden, but it was there while slowly pushing some of his hair back, their eyes never seem to look away from each other. The king's head slightly tilted to the side just ever so slightly like a snake watching a human with full curiosity. “Very pricey but you know your worth, given the outfit you picked, this wasn't just a simple pick, nor was it just already picked out.” “Would you like a twirl, hm?” “By all means, this is your domain, I am just a guest.” The dancer slowly stood up, spreading his legs slightly some before slowly twirling around, swaying his hips some the way he was trained to do just to keep people in a trance and not look away till they left the room to leave you lingering for more, but you'd have to pay for it.
Slowly turning back around, his sleeves and flowy lace cape swaying with soft clicks of the jewels before looking back at the king, the two locking eyes with each other again while the dancer let his legs peak out of the slits of his skirt to show the heels and his legs as well, crossing his arms some before slowly titling his head. “Where or who did this come from?” The dancer slowly walked to his quiet music player before playing a soft tune, something he plays just to add something in the background, but it would slowly add more tension to the two of them. “I believe on of your men, maybe in District 2, send me these as a gift saying a dancer should wear the kingdoms colors. The chains I've always had when I started here. Though they say I look good in red. Would you agree with that, my king?” The dancer slowly walked over and closer to the king, one finger slowly tracing up his shoulder and the back of his neck and the dancer walked behind the couch, watching the king's head slowly tilt in the directions just to keep staring. “Depends on the shade but, you do look ravishing, the gold adding as an eye catcher along with the ruffles. The stage name fits you.”
The dancer slowly twirled some before laying on the couch, looking up at the king who was slowly enjoying the viewing, keeping his hands to himself and not wanting to get too close without a go ahead flag. “You wanted a show, since you are a special guest, you get to pick the song I dance to and for how long. Let my grab the playlist, if you want to?” An intresting question with an interesting person, the dancer slowly stood up and grabbed the iPad that was locked only for music and nothing else. Letting his hips sway with each stop, letting his waist beads jingle with each stop, peeking back to see the king staring at everything and slightly licking his lips. “There is something I'd like to sing, and you dance to how you like.” “Ooo, I like that offer. By all means, pick as you wish.” Slowly handing over the iPad, the king scrolled through, listening to each sample before sticking with one, letting it stay on loop before looking to see the dancer slowly sway before he opened his eyes. His eyes never swaying, looking away while each word slowly left his mouth.
“Tunnel vison got my eyes, on you. Tracking very single line and every move. Heart is racing day and night, for you. Don't hold back, enjoy the ride, let it loose.” The king watched The dancer slowly sway at each word, sometimes leaning down or leaning up, shaking his hips to allow the jingles to ring while his legs stuck out like he was trying to pull someone into his web. Yet those fiery brown eyes stayed stuck on the king's eyes, neither of them looking away from each other like their actions were leading to this moment and neither of them were about to let go unless they truly had to. “The sirens keep on screaming that's a warning, we're staring at the ticket that says “one trip. No turning back, hold on to them railings it's only us but something saying, more, please.” The dancer slowly got closer, staying on his hands and knees, his slender hands slowly reaching up the king's coat to his own knees before pulling himself closer, the mask being the only thing stopping their lips from ever so slightly kissing each other at the right moment when teh king said those last two words. The two of them locking eyes, glad that no one was watching them or being able to stop them.
“Yeah this train never sleeps, brace yourself take a seat, don't you care about the casualties, casualties cause it's safe when it's just you and me, you and me, baby.” The dancer soon sat fully on the king's lap, letting out a soft yet quick gasp, his back resting against the king's rock-hard chest while feeling something poke from underneath him, making the dancer bite his lip with his head tilted to the side, his eyes fluttering close before he slowly made himself arch backwards. Feeling the king's large hands go to his waist, feeling like static. “I feel our heartbeats, shaking, trembling rough ride, hold on tight, yeah this train never sleeps. Hmm, need no break, breaks, this train the engines go insane, our lane, it rains. As long as we head en route, fear is dead, no doubt, baby trust me now.” The dancer slowly rose back up, his arms staying limp to his back before he slowly turned around and allowed his arms to move like small waves that were just slowly growing into larger waves.
Even when the king was reaching the end of his request, towards the end was a surprise to him as the dancer spun around only to sit back on his lap. The dancer's thighs straddling him while their eyes remained locked into each other's eyes. The king making sure he stayed still while their eyes flicked from each other's lips to their eyes. “Beautiful dance, I must say.” “Beautiful dance for an enticing song, anything else you would like to see before you sadly have to go?” The dancer's voice was filled with hope and a tang of sadness knowing that their time would have to end. His eyes searching into the king's eyes while his hands were resting on his shoulders. “Your name, and the rest of your face. I'd hate to ruin this veils of yours.” “Hwang Hyunjin, my king.” Hyunjin, the dancer, slowly unclipped the veil and set it down on the couch next to them. Hyunjin slowly sitting up and looking down into the king's eyes. “Ah the hwang family, I can make an expection for you.” “I can promise you, I never liked the family ties those…things.” Hyunjin knew his family had taken part in the torture of other vampires, but as a child hyunjin never once took part in it.
The king looked up at the dancer, seeing the fear slowly build in his eyes that was hiding being a show of confidence. The king's slowly moved his hand that went up to one of his cheeks, softly thumbing it feeling like Ice was slowly dripping down his face. “I can tell by the way you aren't trying to beg me for mercy like the rest of them when they finally saw me.” The king had a slight smirk on his face, he has that family under his constant watch while they get tortured daily. Their screams echoing from the caves he has them in while they beg for his mercy, the same thing he begged for and his freedom before making his mind. He never harmed the children, if he found a child he would take them to a place he knew they would be safe, after all he can hear everything so if someone tried him, they would set on display for those who need a reason to not cross him. “I would never harm a child nor would I allow any of the house lords to harm a child. Nice to see that this is what you've grown up to be, I'm sure your eomma will be happy to hear her prized son is living a life they wish they could.” The king softly tapped hyunjin's thighs out of habit, watching him slowly stand up, allowing his heels to click once again.
“Depends on the house I'm sent to afterwards. They keep the fourth floor dancers to a special house. Though we never stay in the same one, yet we're not allowed to bring much of anything with us that could get taken in case we forget.” Slowly walking around, hyunjin wanted to take his heels off, but he also needed to wait till the timer was up or when the king left. “So they keep you moving? I think that's for a reason so no one tracks you and tries to get unpaid service. After all, you bring the most money, the most people. They can't let something happen.” Hyunjin smiled softly before walking back over to grab his veil, holding it in his hands before slowly clipping it back behind him. Turning to lock eyes with the king who seemed to mess with his jacket as if he were going to take it off. “Go get dressed to leave, I'll take you to a favorite I've heard of and ensure your rest and day there will bring a great work day, If I'm free to come and see you the next night.” “The king giving a dancer a ride?” “Do I need to make it an order, hwang?” The king slowly walked closer to him, leaning closer to him with one of his gloved hands holding his covered chin.
“I will be back, my king.” Hyunjin said in a soft whisper, slowly pulling away and walking back to the large double doors of his closet. Slowly opening the doors and walking inside, letting the doors close behind him as he undressed himself. He always put away his veil and head jewelry away so nothing got caught or tangled. Putting them back on their hangers carefully to make sure nothing got caught while keeping the veil's spaced out, along with the chains before carefully taking off his pants and hanging them backup in place. Pulling his hair back into a ponytail so he could wipe off all the glitter makeup and blush from his face. Softly humming the lyrics that were now stuck in his head from earlier before finally got dressed. Grabbing his baggy sweats and oversized hoodie that made him look smaller than he truly is. His dirty shoes being the last thing he needed before walking out, letting his hair back down since he doesn't truly need it to be like that tonight. “If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were smaller with this outfit.” Hyunjin walked over, standing in front of the king with a soft smile on his face that never seemed to leave while his eyes relaxed enough to show their soften state. Almost giving off the boba look where there was nothing but soft and adorable eyes that seemed to reflect every light in their ways.
The king wrapped one arm around Hyunjin's waist before walking out of the room and slowly going down the wooden stairs to the bottom floor. Walking past the cleaning crew with his head held down with his hands in his pocket. “Keep your head up high, you're special, Hwang.” The king opened the door to his limo, something he grew to like when he got back into power, it was better than an old horse carriage but happy to enjoy this again. The black leather seats with red accents. The driver coming out to open the door for the two of them to get in the car, teh king getting in first to scoot back to the far end while holding his hand out to help hyunjin get inside the car. Slowly crawling inside of the car to sit next to him, letting out a relaxed sigh while looking more relaxed than having to wait for someone to drive him to another place just for the night. This one was a favorite of the king, so it had to be good now didn't it. “Would you ever want your own small house?” “It's impossible to own a house as a human now, where would I even get one?”
Looking at the king, who had a curious look on his face, crossing one leg over the other with his hands resting back on his knees while Hyunjin had his legs spread open just a little while slouching a little on the comfortable chair. “That's not what I asked, now is it?” Hyunjin slowly blinked while his mind was trying to think of an answer. “I would, but it wouldn't be cheap.” “Of course not, a Jewel is expensive and won't handle anything less. Hm, I might make something.” “You want to give me a house after one dance?” Just as the car stopped, the king pulled Hyunjin's hoodie closer to him, nearly pulling him to sit right back on his lap, their lips were almost touching but their eyes were locked in on each other as if no one else was there to mess with them anymore while the driver was slowly standing outside. “If you're going to carry the title of the Crimson Jewel, you need a place where I can get to you without having to worry about some thirsty vampire with a human pet trying to get closer to you. So yes, I'm getting you a house where I can send you thinks without worrying if someone has the never to take it.” Hyunjin rapidly blinked while parting his lips slightly, trying to think of some words but nothing was coming to mind.
“Now scoot, I have to get you inside.” Hyunin slowly got out, nearly stumbling before slowly standing up straight only to be dragged up to the large wooden doors. The king's arms wrapped around his waist while the doors seemed to have opened on their own. Revealing the large lounge area with black and red curtains hanging from the room that would slowly droop down to the floor. The floors having black carpet that felt soft on the bare feet since you had to take off your shoes in the respected area before walking to the large circle desk, where the main keeper sat with his large golden circle glasses, waving with his gloved hands. “Well hello my king, what brings you here with this special one?” “The best room you have. They'll be staying there till I can get something situation.” Hyunjin looked at the king in shocked before seeing a large golden key in front of him. “Top floor ready as always, would you like me to guide them for you?” “No thank you, Felix. I can handle it.”
The keeper, felix seemed to have a playful pout, winking at the king as he walked away with hyunjin by his side. “A past between the two of you?” Hyunjin asked, closing his mouth quickly as the two went up the 4 flights of stairs. “No, Felix is flirty with all of my men who come in here, especially Changbin. Getting jealous of the keeper downstairs now are we?” Hyunjin whipped his head around before being twirled around and held against the wall. The king grabbing his legs and wrapping them around his covered waist while leaning closer to the dancer, holding his chin and lifting it up, almost like the two of them were about to kiss each other. Yet he had a smirk on his face, enjoying the look of hyunjin's face and how he was trying to deny his words but could he truly lie to the king? “Just a curious question, I never seen someone like that before.” “Don’t worry, the closer you get to Felix, the more he might try to playfully flirt with you. Maybe when he sees you're the most talked about dancer, he might even ask for some advice on how to get his crushes attention.” Thumbing his bottom lip, the king was leaning closer, his other arm keeping Hyunjin's arms above his head, their lips were nearly touching each other, like a ghost just barely touching each other.
“Don't worry, you have my attention, just like how you have me wrapped around you're cute fingers.” Slowly letting him down, the king opened the door next to him and handed hyunjin the golden key, also sliding off his jacket and handing it to him. Seeing Hyunjin's dazed and shocked gaze as he tried to come back to reality. “When you finally lay down, and if you even think of touching yourself, wrap yourself fin my jacket and think of me till I can do what I want.” The king left, leaving a stun hyunjin who slowly smelled the jacket. Bitting his lip softly before walking into the room and closing the door behind him. Looking at the large room that had no kitchen, meaning there was a meal time downstairs. But one side had a large circle tub with tile floors and shelves for other things and on the other side there was a large circle bed for hyunjin to rest on and wouldn't fall off. Looking around and slowly getting undressed, walking to the small closet doors and grabbing something to sleep in, he was quick to take a shower, not wanting to fully enjoy himself since it was late and he truly just wanted to go to bed. Putting on the gown, knowing he would need time to get things in here before getting his own house, if the king is true to his words but not sure if he should trust it.
But he wore that jacket to sleep, wrapping it around him and laying down, he was hard, twitching even but he would not try it yet. He wanted to keep the king guessing if he didn’t anything yet before slowly giving in, but he would try nothing tonight, for now he just wanted to sleep. He knew that in the morning things were going to get a little more fun.
Waking up was weird, Hyunjin had done his morning routine when he rose from the soft and luxury bed with the jacket still wrapped around him, adding more warmth to himself while he looked in the closet to see if there was anything he would want to wear, but he heard the knock on the door just as he grabbed the handles. Turning to walk over, he opened the door to see Felix. Fixing his fancy yet dangling glasses and tucking his hair behind his ears while holding a box. “Good morning handsome! Hope you slept amazingly.” He cheered, his deep voice nearly throwing off hyunjin once again, but it was there, then again the king said he was flirty with almost everyone. “Oh…Good morning? Would you like to come in or?” “All up to you, if not I can leave this out here and meet you downstairs to explain what all we have to eat, though it would ruin the surprise.” Hyunjin slowly moved to the side to let the excited man walk inside. Seeing him skip before slowly closing the door behind him, trying to get used to seeing the man.
His outfit was different today, wearing a long black trench coat that only had the middle two buttons buttoned up, to still show his dark red shirt that he had tucked into his black slacks that were hovering above his black boots. His hair tied back into a high ponytail with some bangs hovering to the sides of his face. Still showing off his round gold glasses while he set the large black box on the floor, lifting up the lid and setting it to the side before slowly holding up an outfit, turning to face a confused but excited hyunjin. “The king sent you this and wanted me to help get you dressed in this, along with giving you a tore of the rest of this place since everything else is hidden behind those scary looking trees before you go to work. He also said you looked good in anything that hugs you, but not so tight.”
Setting out the outfit on the bed, it was a white loose shirt with a black harness with black cargo jeans, all that pocket space and loose belts that would bounce with each step he took along with some brand new combat boots. “And of course, while you get excited he handpicked some accessories before having them send over here. I think you'll like them.” It was hard for Felix to hide a smirk as he puled out the display cases of the jewelry. A long white and black necklace that came with a smaller one that could pass off as a chocked with a heart in the middle. Some rings to go on each finger if he so wished, actual diamond earrings with a matching diamond bracelet. And lastly some chains to go along his pants, the gloves were optional but if not they could always stay in the room. “He picked these out for me?” Hyunjin asked, slowly setting the coat on the bed, getting his own clothes off since he was used to getting dressed with others around since there was just no point in getting shy.
“There is a lot here that no one who didn't get an invitation. All of which I will show you for your stay here till the king makes a place that fits your standards.” Felix turned over only to look away quickly, keeping his head up high while Hyunjin got dressed, adjusting the belts and harness to his liking before looking at the jewelry at his disposal. “You can look at me, I'm fully dressed this time.” Slowly clipping on the earrings, letting them dangle from the side of his head and holding up the necklaces, he turned back to Felix, who already knew the next question and helped clipped them to Hyunjin's liking while getting the chains together. Slowly stepping back to look at the taller male who pulled this outfit off effortlessly, even with the shoes on he made it look amazing. “What else is there to see? Is this not just a resting place?” Felix smirked while doing a follow me motion. Walking out of the room with a happy skip even. “Oh, you are in for a long day.”
“Are you sure I can't pay for extra?” “Sir, I will not be saying it again. I won't be saying ti again.” Hyunjin huffed, crossing his arms while leaning against the wall of his main room, staring down at a man who was counting out the bills he owed hyunjin for his performance of the night, all the while he just stood there watching him. Once the money sat on teh table, hyunjin waited till the man had left the room fully before counting. Honestly, he was over being here, he was tiring of going through the motions, even when he tried to make himself excited it was never working. Walking to his closet he got himself dressed in his oversized pajamas, wrapping the long trench coat around his shoulders before walking out of his room, his bag for his money hidden under the coat as he said goodbye to his coworkers and walked out of the wooden doors, stopping while looking at the kingdom car. Seeing it pull up closer to him before stopping, allowing a messenger to get out and walk over to him with a letter he was supposed to read. “How can I help you?” “The king doesn't know we're doing this, but he's just returned and looks like he's about to lose his mind if he doesn't see you soon. We've cleared the palace of everyone since it would mask you. But he needs to see you, badly.”
Watching hyunjin slowly blink, letting the words sink in before looking over to the palace, standing ever so still but the bats kept flying around, almost blacking out the moon that would shine so bright. “What about my things at the cabin?” “We will take care of that, even if you don't trust us the bats will alert him if any of us try anything and given his state of mind right now, we would be dead.” Nodding his head, hyunjin walked to the back of the car and got in, messing with the coat some since it was the kings, sitting in the back of the car while zoning out in his thoughts. He's gotten used to talking with some of the king’s men when they were asking him questions about the things he would want since Chan wasn’t there, but gave them orders to make sure hyunjin got whatever he asked for even it seemed impossible to get or unlike. He first joked about having his own place, getting used to joking around with felix before the fancy inn he was running gets too busy with events he had to monitor.
Sometimes they would meet at hyunjin's house and talk for hours on end about any and everything. Cook in his kitchen or even just sit on his massive bed or couch with something playing on his tv. Hyunjin knew felix couldn’t do it tonight and just thought he was going to be at home with no one to talk to. But now here he is, the large staircase leading to the dark palace where the king was, where it would just be the two of them and no one else. The assistant got out and helped hyunjin get out of the car. Standing close but not close enough to where hyunjin would smell like him, wanting to keep his head on his shoulders. “Here, it's the money from tonight, please leave this in my room if you can get inside the house.” Hyunjin added quickly, slowly taking out the handheld bag and handing it over to the man before walking up the stairs to the large black doors. Hyunjin standing there frozen as if he were stuck, trying to regain his confidence while the vampire slowly opened one door. “No one knows where he is now since when we came to get you he was pacing in the ballroom, but he should smell you without the jacket, smelling you and hearing your voice should do the trick.” Slowly handing over the coat, hyunjin walked inside the corridor, letting the door slowly close behind him while the sound of the bats sreeching and flying rung in his ears.
Seeing them fly around in some places while his shoes were slowly clicking against the floor, each hallway lead to somewhere new, each door hiding something behind it but still walking past each one. “Chan? My king?” His voice echoed through each room, his heart was racing while he looked around each corner with hope. While Chan had turned his head from his bathroom mirror, his fangs showing with his eyes wide, thinking he was slowly losing his mind quicker while he quietly left his room. Keeping his footsteps silent while he listened and sniffed around, making sure he was hearing the person he couldn't wait to see. Looking down from one opening, hiding in the shadows he saw him. Hyunjin slowly walking while his head was looking around in each corner he could see. Chan could now clearly hear his quickened heartbeat, licking his fangs while quietly walking to the staircase that hyunjin was bound to come to since the hallway was leading to an end soon. He had to lure him to his room, knowing if he pounced now there would be no walking around anywhere. So Chan waited till he could see hyunjin walking up the spiral staircase, where almost no light showed since the bats were flying high.
But he let his boots lead the way, hyunjin almost jumping but chasing after the sound of the boots in the dimly light hallway before finding himself in a room, everything being in black and red, the bed looking like a mess, some claw marks on the walls and the windows being covered so no light was peaking inside. The only light being the fireplace and wall lamps that were dimmed as well. “Chan..?” His voice was quiet but loud enough to hear while he slowly looked around the room. Once he was in the middle, the door slammed shut and just as hyunjin jumped to turn around, Chan’s arms wrapped around his small waist, the force causing hyunjin to fall back on the soft bed while chan stared him down. His frantic eyes scanning each part of him while his hands gripped the satin sheets on each side of Hyunjin's head. “How did you get here? You weren't supposed to know I was back.” His voice was like a whisper, his eyes showing a fight that he was trying so hard to win after so long, his shoulders tense while he tried to hide his fangs.
Hyunjin slowly moved his hands up, making sure not to make quick movements before his hands slowly and softly cupped Chan's cheeks, watching him relax even just a little, letting out a breathe he didn't even know he was holding. “Two of your drivers picked me up after work saying how badly you needed to me before losing it so I came. Almost thought they were lying till now.” Chan leaned into Hyunjin’s touch, his head turning to smell his hands with his eyes fluttering closed, letting hyunjin watch while his body went from relaxed, to tense, too slowly trying to relax again. “I was so mad I had to leave after day one…I wanted to do so many stupid things just to get it done and come back but couldn't risk it. Even watching you through the bats wasn't enough, I'm so wrapped in you that leaving for so long drives me insane.” Never once did hyunjin speak, watching the king smell his hand, slowly going up to his neck and letting out relaxed sighs each time while the two just laid on the edge of the bed. This was a sight no one else would see or hear, something that made hyunjin realise those gifts weren't just because he was considered a jewel, but because he meant this much to the king.
He could feel his fangs grazing over his neck, the king wanted to bite but was too scared if he did. “Then why are you so hesitate to bite me?” “Because it wouldn't be a simple drink. I'd turn you, and that's just-" “Then turn me. We both know I won't be human for much longer.” Chuckling at the idea, hyunjin watched the king rose from his neck just for the two to lock eyes with each other, but chan wanted to hear more, why should he turn him now and not wait? “My family is being handled for their crimes, and I've gotten so used to talking with felix and being around vampires some of my coworkers are thinking I am one and I just enjoy dancing because I make it look easy. Felix let's me taste things no human would ever be given even if they were favored, even telling me at this point I'm one, why wait when we both know how it will end? Besides.” Felix his confidence come back, rising to the king’s ear with his hands slowly going down to his vest. “I'd be able to take a rougher pounding from you then if I were human. You'd be too worried if I would faint and hold back when you've had to do so for so long it would just drive you crazy. If you're gonna let loose, why stop yourself?”
Laying back on the bed, he stared up into the king's eyes, never looking elsewhere even when he felt the large hand wrap around his neck, not squeezing it but so the king could lean down closer. “You… are too addicting and you know it so well.” Before hyunjin could give a response, Chan moved his hand away and bit into hyunjin's neck, heairng the loud gasp and feeling his hands tightly grip his broad shoulders. Chan closed his eyes as he bit harder, knowing he wanted to turn the male. He could hear the sounds coming, which made him even more excited the more he drank before slowly pulling away. He didn’t drink him dry, just enough to have his body in a fight or flight while his breathing was shallow. Harshly bitting his own hand, letting the blood not only pour from his hand but from his mouth. Watching hyunjin’s eyes widen with a hint of red slowly glowing in his eyes while his chest begun to rise and fall once more. His mouth opening wider to catch each drop while chan let his bleeding hand get closer, watching hyunjin lean up to catch and suck on the cut.
“You need to drink a lot from me to even be considered a royal, can you handle this much blood at once? I know mine is delicious but it can also drive you insane if your too cocky hwang.” As cocky as chan sounded, he was worried about doing this because Hyunjin's body was already shaking. But his eyes stayed locked in and wide. His nails were digging into the sheets under him while his legs were squirming and nearly kicking him even. Hyunjin needed to drink a lot, this was Chan's favorite way to turn people regardless of who they were, showing their fight for survival and how far some will go to even get there. After a while of fighting, not only did the scar slowly close up, hyunjin licked his lips of any dripping blood while trying to slowly sit up on his elbows while his eyes seemed to relax from their fiery red color to a subtle brown.
“You made that way hotter than it needed to be now just fucking kiss me already.” He huffed out, grabbing onto the king's collar to pull him down as the two fell back on the messy bed, their lips tangling with each other while their hands roamed. Hyunjin's hand’s trying so hard to get the buttons from the vest undone and taking it off, while Chan's hands were going under Hyunjin's loose shirt and to feel his bare skin, pulling away quickly, Hyunjin letting out a whine before trying to scoot back on the bed, seeing Chan bite the tips of his gloves just to pull them off to the side. Tossing them somewhere in the room while he slipped off his annoying vest and shirt, his eyes never leaving Hyunjin as the smaller male was taking off his shirt, tossing it somewhere against a wall, the moment the shirt was gone he saw the king in front of him, his lips latching back onto to his neck to leave hickies. Chan sucked on his neck and collarbone hard, like he had no plans to let go while keeping hyunjin under him, but letting his hands fully roam to feel things. Hyunjin's hands would feel against Chan's chest and stomach, feeling his abs despite their being almost no room between the two, his legs parting away more to wrap around the king's waist just to keep them together.
Hyunjin finally letting out a moan when the king tugged his hair back, but his head was moving down to suck on his nipples, nibbling on each one just to watch him crumble, his hands going down to Hyunjin’s sides to keep him in place before pulling away, licking off some of the blood that was leaking still since the taste alone was enough to keep him going back for more, leaving a sweet taste in his mouth. “Think we can put this mouth of yours to use, hm? See how much you can take before we nearly break the wall, what do you think? His voice was like a whisper but it was deep and raspy, one hand keeping hyunjin's hair back, the other one pressing against one nipple at a time just to watch hyunjin start to squirm and whimper. “I wanna suck, please let me suck, please fuck!” His voice was getting higher, his hips were bucking up high before falling against the bed, watching Chan stand up at the end of the bed while taking off his pants, letting them fall to the ground along with his boxers, hissing some because of the air hitting his hard cock that was twitching now that it was free.
Hyunjin crawled over, looking at it with wide eyes with his mouth opened, softly licking the tip while looking up at Chan. His innocent eyes peaking out of his hair while he took in one inch at a time, keeping his throat relaxed while he stayed on his hands and knees. breathing though his nose while slowly bobbing his head, his eyes fluttering closed while he heard Chan’s soft groans fly around his ear. Letting his tongue slowly swirl around it while he picked up speed. Letting out gagging sounds while his hands moved back up to Chan’s thick thighs, digging his nails into each one to keep himself steady while his head was going faster. His muffled loud moans mixed with slurp sounds and gagging sounds. His eyes tried to open, looking up at Chan's pleasured face while enjoying the feeling of Chan's hand going through his hair only to grab a handful, deciding to take control back he began to quickly move his hips so his tip was hitting the back of Hyunjin's throat, he knew it was going to be raw, but he was lost in his own heaven and there was no pulling him back down yet.
Tears building in the corners of Hyunjin's eyes, he had to keep his hands on Chan's thighs while he felt himself twitching. But came as a surprise when Hyunjin pulled away, sticking his tongue out while fluttering his eyes opened, catching his breath while staring at a hard and confused chan before speaking. “Inside, please cum inside me I wanna feel it in there while I can still scream.” Letting Chan just toss him against the bed, ripping off his pants and boxers, Chan grabbed his legs and pulled him closer, leaving his legs on his shoulders while his hands held onto his thighs. Hyunjin resting on his elbows so the pair could stare up at each other and maybe even makeout. “Don't finger me, I can take it just please, fucking use me till I can't talk anymore fuck.” His whimpers and pleads were music to Chan's ears, listening without hesitation as he pushed himself in all in one go. Watching Hyunjin's back arch while his eyes rolled back before letting out a music of moans and cries. Letting his body fall against the bed while he tried to look down at the show.
Seeing Chan's hips thrust into Hyunjin like he was running, his pace fast with hard thrust to hit his prostate with each movement. Everytime Hyunjin tried to talk, Chan was basically moving his fingers as an instrument. His pace either teasingly slowing down to make hyunjin beg in frustration or going faster just to see and hear him stumble over his words with his eyes rolling back. His hair bouncing around with his legs shaking. hyunjin's broken moans and cries only somehow getting louder and louder while his hands stayed scratching the king's shoulders and back. Never letting go and even drawing blood at how deep his nails were getting, but it only made Chan encourage him more. “My my look at you, you're taking me in like you were made for this. Is this what you were made for? Being my cockslut to the point you can't even form words anymore? All you can do is scratch me and beg for more like a broken record. Come on hwang, let me hear you one more time.” He rasped out in Hyunjin's ears, his thrust getting more erratic and rushed while licking hyunjin's tears.
Hearing his pants and moans getting louder and louder and watching him try his hardest to form words outside of the word please. “Shit, shit shit shit! Yes, fuck I can't I'm gonna cum please let me cum please.” With a large smirk chan stayed still, letting out his release while watching Hyunjin squirm and let out a broken cry while coughing. HIs body trembling while Chan let him ride out his high, hearing hyunjin whimper while trying to keep himself awake so he could see what chan was doing while hearing him. He didn't want to go to sleep but he could tell that his body was tired, nearly passing out in the process but it was worth it and he would gladly do it again, which he knew would happen at some point but he wasn't truly sure when it would happen. Chan waited till Hyunjin's body stopped shaking and trembling,maybe not a lot but enough to where he wasn't squeezing him so tightly that Chan couldn't pull out.
Once he finally pulled out, he waved his hand around and held a towel and began carefully cleaning hyunjin top to bottom. Not pressing too hard but making sure he could get things right. He knew he needed to actually give hyunjin a bath, but he also knew Hyunjin was too tired for one for his first time since he doesn't know what to do. But he could see the sweat all over the bed, slowly picking up hyunjin while whistling to the bats, watching the bats change the sheets for him and made his bed. Finally, laying back in bed and holding hyunjin close. He kept Hyunjin's face in his bare chest, just close enough to where he could talk and just let hyunjin rest and talk in his ear. “I'll do better care in the morning before we really start the day, I love you hyunjin. Rest your voice before you try to say anything, okay?”
“It's times like this I hate being a vampire.” One driver said, sitting in his car and rubbing his face, wanting to cover his ears but he would just hear the sounds again in his head. “He sounded like he was killing the poor dude!” The second one said, letting go of his hair while they sat far away from the palace, yet could still hear everything and hated it. “And this is just the first time… it's gonna get worse.” “Dude. Shut the fuck up.”
╰┈➤ Summary: MITO has been hunting down this outlaw for a long time now. Making sure no stone was left unturned and it was solely him who got to bring the person in with no help. After messing with nearby towns and sections for a long time. But how could he kill of the person, when it was his favorite
A deep voice rang, looking through the burned house around him, seeing the infamous flag that always seemed to do nothing more than just piss him off everyday he had to see it in front of him. Knowing there was very little he could do. The black flag with a snake symbol on it, wrapped around a dying tree that was the only thing standing left in this small, desolate house. There wasn’t anyone else in there, but their home was destroyed with everything still inside, barely anything standing intact after the burning fire.
The sheriff had tried his hardest to get here in time, smelling the fire and gotten on his favorite horse and rode as fast as he could to get here, already seeing the people try to get his attention while some were injured stopping the wanted outlaw. It was driving him crazy how this person always seemed to get away with ease, right under his nose, yet you were smarter than most outlaws before you, not trying to taunt him. Not going too far to spark up more towns fear, but close enough to where he was questioning even those around him. Because how were you getting away with all of this?
Each crime scene always had a note left behind though the writing was hard to read, making it even harder to link it to anyone's writing, even if they tried to write as fast as the person. The notes would state why the place burned, or even why the person was killed and just left to stay there. It annoyed him because he too wanted to bring these people to justice, but others were fearing for their lives. They were trying to help him figure this out, trying to see why this all started happening and why. It happened around a couple years ago, he first woke up to see someone’s house being set on fire as a warning, now it just became another day with another dead end.
It was driving him insane, how was this person getting away no matter how close he got, even when he was sure he was just right there. But all he could do was look around the damage, seeing the burned remains and trying to get the evidence as best as he could. Trying his hardest and being careful, leaving the taps around for when he comes back to examine yet another scene, looking at the flagpole with anger in his eyes before turning back to the little remains of the doorway. Opening the note to see what was the reason this time. He wanted to understand why, what did this person do that deserves a crime, and will the evidence be plastered along the wall post of the town. Unfolding the familiar texture of the paper and staring at the writing, standing still while hearing the huff sound of his horse.
Name: Junseo Kang, oldest of the Kang family, sent to the outlands because of crimes.
Reason for death: Trafficking dead corpses for the new android models in the city. Tried to kill another family to send another payment.
Sign by: little viper.
Side note: Sorry you didn’t get to see the fun. It was a very interesting scream fest, MITO.
Crumbling the paper in his hands before stuffing it in his pocket, he would use it for tonight's fire, but he needed to go back to the town, and it was going to take him a while to get back there. Softly petting the side of his favorite horse, getting back on and beginning the ride home. This was the fast way to get around in the outlands. The never once dark sky that was filled with multiple colors with the soft rumbles of thunder in the background. The sky was never just one color anymore; it was a mixture of colors like a rainbow, but they were dim for now. Meaning that it was getting dark, and he needed to get home. These attacks never happened during the day or even as a string, they were random. Never on the same day next week, and it always keeps him on edge. But he needed to get back, check on the others, and make sure of his favorite person before sleeping.
He always got home quick if he could, even though he was doing best to get there fast but he knew you, there was never no sleep till around 1am. If anything, he knew you were awake, hiding somewhere or either at your favorite pub just waiting for him to get back home. Even when there were days where he never got back till later, he wondered what he was about to walk into whenever he went, but he had to drop off more things at the station, resting his horse in the stable close by before walking inside the dimly lit office. He was now the only one here, but that was just because he was late getting back, otherwise he would have thanked everyone for coming in as he always does. Walking to the dimly lit desk, he opened the overstuffed drawer before adding the evidence to a new folder, knowing he was gonna have to go over this in the morning before trying to get anything else done. Even just the thought of it was making him tired and annoyed at it, but he always had his favorite person to rely on.
He didn’t want to ride his horse there; he enjoyed walking home when it was dark, no one was really out late because they knew MITO was always awake and looking around. Even if he wasn’t looking, he always seemed to hear everything. He was there even if it wasn’t physically there. But either way, he wasn’t focused on that right now; he wanted to talk to you, and he couldn’t wait much longer. After making sure the place was locked, the alarms were there and ready, and when they were, he walked. He was keeping things to himself while walking to the locked door. Looking around to see if any lights were on that he could see, but there was nothing. Tilting his head slightly, he opened the door as quietly as he could. The house was dim, maybe you were asleep?
Work for you is always tiring. It was barely past midnight, like you were asleep this late. Even if you were that tired, he would hear your sleepy rambles from the door. Since sometimes your room door was never closed all the way, he wanted to call out to you, but he also didn’t want to alert someone in case they were lurking around and trying to find another way to run. So he kept his footsteps slow and quiet, looking around ever so slightly with his one eye while listening with his ears as close as he could, before getting surprised by the bathroom light being turned on, with you standing in the doorway with your pjs on, by the looks of it, you just finished taking a shower and just got done putting on the clothes.
“You look like you were waiting for an attacker to jump out at you. You can turn the lights on Mito, it’s just me in here. No one is breaking into the house of the most notorious sheriff unless they want to die slowly.”
Slowly flipping on the halfway light you could see him just a little, his hat was still on but you could see his face since he had it tilted up more. His shoulders seemed to relax while the wings that were wrapped around him, letting some feathers fall before hiding them away, knowing you would try to tease him with his own loose feather and make sure to never lose it. He didn’t need that when he wanted to come home after a long tiring day and needed to figure it out. But he also took it off, setting it down on the table with the mysterious eye facing the door, looking around to make sure no one else was nearby since it could see things the human eye couldn’t see on their own. His shoes were off and near the door, since it was a rule for no shoes to come past the door unless they were new since all the sand would get stuck in the carpet, making it nearly impossible to clean with all the small grains of sand.
“Well the lights were off, and you almost never leave them off when I’m gone, were you trying to scare me, little spider?”
If there was one thing about Mito that people only saw around you, it was that he loved to tease you, and only you. If anyone else was trying to tease or flirt with him, he would ignore them and carry on with his day, but with you he would flirt nonstop, some say flirting, others say teasing. Either way, it was never ending with you. That is all that matters to him, along with making sure that you were safe and comfortable with what he was saying and doing.
“Hmm, scaring you is impossible, mister. You Don’t get scared that easily. Let alone from me.”
Letting out a deep chuckle, he softly shook his head while rolling his shoulders, helping them relax even just a little while you walked over to him, leaning against the wall just a little to see what else he had to say, or if he was going to do anything else in the meantime. He walked closer with his arms crossed against his chest; he was more than happy to see you, at least you were safe and home with him, despite having to share what some thought was a small house, it was more so spilt into an attic, main floor, and then a basement neither of you really walked into for anything else related to it. Though sometimes he would be down there, but he would never tell you why he would go down there, at least not the truth, he would always say that he was just making sure the house would not fall, or the foundation wasn’t having cracks.
“The only way you’d scare me, is if something was truly wrong and you went missing. And that would ruin a lot of lives. I can’t be without my little spider for too long.”
“I’d always find a way back to you, tall man. I’m not that defenseless when you’re not there.”
He playfully rolled his eyes before walking back to the kitchen, turning on the ceiling light and walking over to the stove, wondering if anything got cooked and he wondered what he was gonna see. He hoped there would be some kimchi, but he wanted something else to go with it as a pairing with them. He was always starving after work and he needed something else to eat along with something sweet to drink, knowing if it was water he was gonna devour everything within seconds. And he was happy to see kimchi paired with gopchang. He knew he was gonna eat well with all of this and knew that slightly larger black and white bowl with chopsticks was his. He smiled while getting the bowl and getting his own portion, though he was still trying to keep his ears out, he wanted to know where you were in the house and that he wanted to be prepared before he bumped into you while holding his bowl in his hands.
He could hear the small soft footsteps getting closer, you were close behind him. He could slightly hear it just a little more, turning to you while carefully setting the lid back on the pots, seeing you look proud of your cooking and having his things set out when he got back from work, knowing he wasn’t gonna get home till later. Truly no one ever feels like having to make their own food after working so long, and then being stressed with this wanted outlaw, knowing it was driving him crazy with how long they were getting away with the crimes they’ve gotten away with. He was gonna catch them, and make them pay for all the crimes they were doing, even if it came at the cost of losing. Even if he made a deal, one way or another a punishment was going to be made and followed through, and there was no getting away from it.
“All of this is amazing. You even had the bowl ready and everything? For little old me?”
“Do you like it? I knew you were gonna be starving after working practically all day.”
“No hard working sheriff needs to come home and make his own food. Besides, I wanted to make something and hopefully have it warm before you got home. Before you got here, I had made it and showered.”
“Lucky me, this is delicious, and it’s still nicely warm. I can eat this and then relax in the bath. My joints are killing me.”
“Hopefully by now the hot water should be good, since you enjoy having the longer hot baths instead of a nice quick shower.”
“Hey, baths are amazing and the best way to relax.”
“Or you could sit in the actual sauna you had customized in the backyard, it’ll be better.”
Mito wanted to throw a counter back to that, but he knew you were right. Because he enjoyed sitting in warm, nearly hot water without having to get up or anything. In a bath, the water gets cold easily. Then he has to get cleaned up in the cold water and then be upset that his relaxation time is being interrupted because of cold water. Instead, he happily ate his bowl of food before walking to his room, the feathers softly bouncing with each step he took but made no sounds whatsoever. Going up the wooden staircase to the left where his large room was, his room was always lit by only lamps he collected or made, covering all windows in his room so not only can anyone find or peek in his room, but no sunlight seeps through and blinds his eye more.
“Night Y/n, remember if you need to knock for something just do so.”
He watched you nod before walking to your room, he just wanted to eat before he did anything else. Not entirely sitting on his bed while standing in his room trying his hardest not to sit down, because he knew that tomorrow was going to tire him out. He had a plan; it was gonna be stupid to set up, but right now he was enjoying the taste, he was humming while softly dancing around, not doing a lot but swaying side to side. Trying not to eat too fast and choke but he also knew if he ate too slow he was gonna let it get too cold.
“Maybe tomorrow I can bathe, since it would be the one day off I get, and I won’t go unless I’m called in. Gods, I’m so tired, this case has gone on for longer than a month.”
Walking to one of his walls, pinned with all the letters, photos and locations of every crime he arrived and had to examine. His detailed map of everything, the person never went far, the longest distance the person has gone was the crime he got today. They have a hit list of the highest people who came to the other side to get away from the pressure of the city when their crimes caught up with them, making sure no one followed them before they tried to go back under a different alias. It was a problem, but some have gotten used to living out here and on their own or in communities and expanding on their own homes. But these were the people who wanted to look like they disappeared before coming back only to ruin more lives, he wanted to find those people in a safer way.
“I’m going to find you, and we are going to have a talk about this before anything else. If I can catch you before anything worse happens.”
Breaker here
“you know, you poking around with all these files is gonna give you away. Most of these people know nothing about the ones you’re going for other than him? So risky and so nosey.”
The outlaw could only roll their eyes while looking at the colorfully chaotic man who was sitting on a large wooden desk. His legs crossed together, showing off his bright dark green pants with bright pink hearts, and the same goes for the buttoned up top with a heart matching color shirt. His short blonde hair with some red, blue and yellow streaks in his hair, while applying his favorite blue lipstick, after he finished applying his favorite blush and sparkles to his cheeks. Only being able to contact the outlaw from a nearly broken phone since this was the only way to communicate without making too much noise, or people being able to decipher what was being said.
The outlaw could only roll their eyes on the other side of the phone, being quiet on their side not sure if anyone would try to find them and expose them to someone they didn’t need to be exposed to. Keeping their face covered with a hat, hiding under one of the rare trees while hiding in the leaves, knowing during this time the leaves would change their color into a pitch black, showing that it was now time for bed, since the clouds would dim but the lightning would never stop, but would get dimmer and quieter as the hours went on before getting louder, meaning it was now morning.
“He’s a good guy, great even. But none of those scumbags need to be coming here only to leave and put more targets on our backs. Plus, I’m bored.”
The colorful man could only shake his head, rolling around before letting his legs hang in the air while kicking them softly, looking at the messy whiteboard of more people. The last picture was harder to find, but it would be the nail in the coffin for him. This person was going to get found out, and he was gonna die just like the other and there would be little to no solving his case and it would slowly get turned into a cold case with little to no leads, though after this one the other outlaws were going to be the issue. Most of them were harder to hunt down, but the locations were there and pinned down with the best drawn maps the two of them could make from memory and their best. It wasn’t the best, but it was something and that’s all they needed in a situation like this.
The maps and illustrations of the targets laid across the board like a display, pinned with thumbtacks with red glitter paint showing that they were now dead. The rich people were almost dead on the other side, but the outlaws needed to be rounded up and that was gonna make hiding even harder since the outlaw groups can move silently in groups, making it harder to pinpoint.
“The last man will be easy and you can take him out easily, though not tonight. Your little boyfriend upstairs is walking upstairs, better get to hiding y/n-innie~”
Hiding the phone in a very thin place to even notice, y/n snuck into one of the hidden walkways they had made in the house and quietly made their way back to their room. Carefully landing on the bed and wrapping themselves in the blanket MITO made them and closed their eyes, facing the door knowing Mito would look if you were truly asleep. Knowing there are some nights when you “couldn’t sleep” and he would talk your ear off, his voice would help soothe you to sleep and even help with nightmares, as he likes to say. And he isn’t wrong, his deep yet smooth voice can do a lot when it's needed most and he enjoys it. Better than nothing he could’ve imagined, but would never know.
“Awe, Goodnight Y/n.”
Listening to the sound of the door closing and his heavy footsteps leaving the room, y/n slowly opened their eyes and just stared at the door. He was an amazing guy, sure maybe sometimes he would get mad at the never ending case with the outlaw and the assassinations with the cryptic notes that never seemed to end, but that never stopped MITO from being as nice without a care in the world and wanting nothing more than to just help protect you, seeing you smile and knowing that he’s making your day better even in the slightest. But that didn’t make doing this any easier when the times he was nice would come to play, or when he would send you a sad face because he was really staying late at the station or because he missed you and wanted to go home, but also just wanted to make sure you were okay.
But this was for your home, the place you freely left and got to call a home. Being able to walk freely here without having to fear for safety or if someone was going to try anything with their new tech or if business were going to keep trying to pull others down with them, keeping them out permanently wasn’t something the other side was equipped with the needed materials to do so, sending them back was getting harder to do and people were started to suspect the other side was up to something, or they just truly never wanted to leave, nor writing letters sharing what they’re seeing.
“I hope one day you’ll forgive me.
“He lives this far out? Are you kidding me?”
“Nope! This is the biggest outlaw organization out here, and as always they want you, mainly alive. So you have to be careful when trying to go in there and kill off the leader, you dunce. Their radio signals are gonna start messing with that earpiece, so you better destroy it now before they realize I’m there, and you better let me know you’re okay, understand?”
“I will be fine, if not then well you better come and visit me if I'm in the hospital. I won’t die.”
Dropping the device, making sure nothing could’ve been left behind or traced back to them, making sure nothing was able to be used against them. Slipping the mask over their mouth, and the hat over their eyes only leaving space for their nose to breathe. Fixing their shoes so no sounds would be heard, making sure the bottoms stayed covered and no charms or zippers would make any noise when trying to sneak inside from the bottom vent systems. The hard part of this was getting through, because there were hidden guard posts everywhere, making it nearly impossible to even get through unless it was the split minutes before the night lights would shine through on the ground with the little patrol cards being nearby ready to radio back anything that looked wrong and ask if they should bring them in dead or alive.
But the perks of being small is being able to sneak into places and staying quiet easier. But it didn’t make this part of the job any easier, having to quietly put things back into place and hope no one was going to deep dive into this was the scary part. Because if they did, it would be the entire base against them, and with the amount of people here, that was going to be a hard thing to manage even alone. Even if two people came to help, the hard part would find all of them if anyone were to flee hoping to escape being punished for their crimes they all have committed and were being linked to, knowing there was no escaping being killed or locked away for years only to rot away into nothing more than bones and dust. Since the ground in some places was impossible to dig, people would be cremated and their ashes would either be dumped into a secret place so no one can get them, or they would be respected by the families, depending on if any of them committed any serious crimes or not.
The mission was simple, in some aspects. Find the main computer space and wipe everything relating to y/n in their database so there was truly no finding out their true identity to use it against themselves or try to make a twisted lie of them staring an outlaw group or was falsely working with other outlaw groups and getting caught up in their actions. After all, if the proof is well constructed, sometimes your words won’t always help even if a deep enough of a dive was done to help construct it. Quietly kneeling down on their hands and knees, crawling through the clean vents while also looking around to make sure there were no cameras to peek or find their exact location. Despite their friend being able to mess with the cameras, this was also something harder, like trying to look into anything was going to be more of a challenge without setting off an alarm and getting their location exposed, though Insanity enjoys a good game of cat and mouse.
The vent system was more of a challenge to navigate without the fear of someone hearing where you are and trying to follow the sound of you slowly moving through. MITO was off looking for this base, meaning he was gone for a week to figure this out, and he would come back in a week since he got the anonymous tip that the base would be here and to bring as many as he could while keeping some officers in the little town to be safe while he was absent. He was on his way in his favorite old style black car, enjoying the chase knowing he was already taking out as many drivers, knowing they were getting thrown in as many cars behind him while he kept chasing the car in front of him.
Knowing this one had to be an important figure if they were being surrounded by around 10 cars in total. But that didn’t make things any easier back at the base, trying to find the main room without setting off any alarms, opening vents is not an option in case they are in the wrong room. Not everyone has access to the higher level rooms, the codes changing every hour but the mask everyone has to wear nearly stays the same. Getting closer and closer to a dead-end, meaning the only way to get out was going down. Quietly open the bottom vent and make their way as best as they can with the little map they have. Hoping everything was correct and there was nothing missing and that hopefully no one would be here to catch them.
Holding their breath and getting the vent opened, no screws falling and having to be as quiet as possible, landing on the ground in the brightly lit room. The computer was right there, but something felt wrong, entirely too wrong for the room to be this quiet and easy to get into. No one moved, if anything it felt like someone could drop a pin and the entire room would echo the sound before anyone was going to make a move. Something felt off about being here, slowly looking around and staying still as a statue, hoping someone else would make a sound, the screens would flash, hoping that anything would happen before slowly moving anyway, but their attention was drawn to the screen. It was like people had to leave for a reason. Slowly standing up, but keeping a hunch in case there were any trip wires or laser being hidden, y/n slowly walked to the screen and looked at one of them, seeing the camera pick up the scene of the second hand being tossed around by a sheriff in all black, his infamous hat on with his pistol being spun around while grabbing the person with one hand.
Seeing their panting and bloody face, this meant that MITO was near, and people were scattering to take the needed precautions before they would get wiped out by a man who never seemed to take his coat off. But the shocker for y/n came when the black feather coat expanded into a pair of wings with the feathers circling around him. Flying out in different directions, pinning down the others that were trying to run away or call for more backup. His face was staying hidden because of the hat, but this was clearly something new that not even y/n knew. And Mito was terrible at keeping secrets, but there was no time to ask questions. Looking at the other screens, y/n had to go to one that wasn’t entirely tied to the cameras to erase everything before going to get someone's head and deliver it to MITO on another day. Taking out the drive they were sent days before this mission, plugging it into one of the smaller ones, and watching the screen flicker with a bar quickly loading while showing a little text saying erasing data.
The screen was flashing from either the data being erased, to MITO’s feathers stabbing people in their ankles to make sure they can’t run away from their sentencing or getting taken by the other officers in the area. The eye that always stayed in the middle of his hat was looking around quickly while he kept walking. His hands stayed close to his pockets before getting to the main door, this is where things were going to get interesting, if his eye can see everything, even some places that others can’t see without a light, or not being able to see at all, yet he could find everything, the crows surrounding the place allowing him to have some sort of cover.
Walking inside of the silent base, the crows stayed outside till everyone was being locked away in cars and sent back the fastest way possible; the jailhouse getting packed with members from this group, bounties being collected, with the mainland being contacted to check if there were any wanted outlaws they were looking for and wanted to have back and handle on their own terms and no longer be a danger to the other side. But with the leader of this entire group being wanted alive, they were going to serve out their remaining sentence in the most secure prison the mainland offered, since the other side would’ve had them killed on sight and there was too much evidence for them to die in such a simple way with nothing else to offer. They needed to be handled in the best interest of those who were wrong by him, or hear there was never any confirmation on what was happening here with the person.
“it would be better if you came outside, you know. I don’t enjoy having to chase an already losing fight.”
Walking through the silent halls, turning his head fully around to see what the second eye was seeing. Trying to see past the walls so he can track the remaining outlaws in the building. Looking down to see if there were any more settlements down there and if anyone else was down there, but there was someone running up the stairs to his location. He can handle the person downstairs in a minute and make sure if anything, if anything, that means more intel about anyone else connected to the main hub of the outlaws. His wings wrapping his shoulders to hide his arms and chest, just in case any of the defenses would go off and attempt to strike at him while he slowly walked to the running person. They wouldn’t have gotten far, the outside was littered with ravens, crows and more officers ready to escort this one to the mainland and get him out of the other side.
The only concerning thing was the person in the basement, they hadn't moved and seemed like they were waiting for something to happen. Despite MITO getting closer to the doors, his body tensed and went on guard with his hat covering his one eye, the eye on his hat looking around as quick as always before opening the doors, watching them fly off the hinges to the opposite sides, in the middle of the room the person chained up with their arms being high in the ceiling, their legs slightly dangling just inches above the ground. But what confused him more, was that it was the outlaw he was looking for. The outfit and everything was there, the mask and hat were on the floor tossed aside and their head was hanging low like they were collecting themselves after just getting out of a fight.
Slowly walking closer, MITO slowly raised their head with his hand only to have a look of shock and amusement, just a little. Here he was, ready to taunt the outlaw before handling them back at the station. Only to find out that the infamous outlaw that was annoying him, was his best friend who would make him food when he was working too hard. The same friend who would tease him about his feathers still assuming that it was just a coat he would never take off unless he was falling asleep in his room, trying to hide something from you that no one else was going to see, not even you. And now here we are, him watching you slowly wake up and getting used to the bright lights while he examined you. Letting your head fall back down while he slowly walked around you.
“I didn’t think you would take the nickname Viper so seriously. Though your bite doesn’t exactly sting when someone’s used to it, now does it?”
Watching you slowly wake up, moving your head around before seeing him, gathering what happened before getting here was a stretch. It was a deadly situation but seeing MITO standing there, looking at you with his head tilted to the left side as he watched you rapidly blink. Arms shaking the chains only for the sound to be a reminder that they aren’t getting out. Their legs only dangling but there is barely any room to attempt anything. Getting out wasn’t an easy feat, not with MITO, he would move before you could even react. It won’t always work given the fact of how tall he is, along with how puff and strong he is and isn’t scared to use it to his advantage if he has to in order to get out of a situation. But instead of him being mad, he seemed to be more curious than anything.
“I wonder how you manage this for so long. All those annoying notes? Clearly you have someone else working for you, or are you working for someone else, oh I wonder how you got in this situation.”
“I… Can’t exactly tell you. How the-”
“I’m asking the questions right now. You want to get out of those chains now don’t you? I can’t imagine by the scars on your pretty face that you’re already uncomfortable.”
Leaning closer to your ear, he whispered just to watch you shiver, trying to hold the chains above them with their feet slightly kicking in the hair, trying to avoid as much eye contact with Mito as much as possible. Giving quick side glances before his gloved hand reached your chin, holding it in place and making sure your gaze was stuck on him, and nothing else in the room. A smirk on his face while watching your cheeks flustered while trying to stay still in his grip, but it was pointless, how does one get away from a gaze like this one?
“You know getting out of here will be impossible, not with all the officers waiting for me to walk outside and give the clear that everything got done and soon more outlaw post hiding more dangerous and unwelcome guests are here. Do you really want to be stuck in a packed, sweaty and dark place without me there?”
“Seeing me in chains is bringing out a different side of you, mister. Are you sure you weren’t waiting for this moment?”
“Hm, not really. But I’ll take what I can get. But you still have a question to answer, mister outlaw.”
“There isn’t much I can give you, I can’t exactly tell you how I’m getting the information I have.”
Watching him tilt his head, there was nothing he could do to make you spill who was giving you the information. That would be pointless and make the others impatient about waiting outside when they need to hurry and get home. But that wasn’t stopping him from teasing you, asking questions where he could and trying to use this situation to his advantage. How could he pass up this moment?
“Doesn’t mean we can’t work together still. Since you can sneak into places easier, and because there's cameras meaning you’ve seen how I handle many groups. We can make this easy, but you also know you have to give me something in return.”
“And what do you want from me?”
Using his other hand, he reached up and gripped your hand, despite the harsh cold metal of the chains to hold your hand in between it. His eye never leaving yours while he slowly got closer, this was way better than just asking you out without sounding too corny for his liking. This was showing you just how far he can go in the right circumstances, even if there were people outside who could hear from the vents if they tried hard enough to listen to it.
“Not only are we going to be working together, but you will be mine. Can’t risk having you run off all alone and get yourself in this kind of situation again now can I? People already fear me when you’re not around, can you imagine the fear if I found out you got taken from me?”
The hand holding your chin never left while he got closer, his smirk was sharp while watching your reaction, wanting to see what you could come up with, not agreeing means he has to answer to the rules he has to follow or seeing the chaos from afar of how angry he can get. And that is something he tries his hardest to hide from you when he’s at work and far away and just overall annoyed.
His head tilted to the side slightly, his hand slowly breaking the chains as if they were nothing but dust in his hands now. He slowly set you down and while enjoying the look on your eye before taking you out of the room. He knew the answer; it showed all over his face while making sure you were walking either beside him, or behind him. He wasn’t letting you go, after all how could he do that during this entire time, when he was gone for a week and here you were trying to handle the situation all alone. Though instead of him being more angry about it, he was more interested in how you did this for so long.
But trying to go after the person would be pointless. What would he gain from that other than adding another name to the list of people to be worried about what they were doing behind his back and he didn't do that anymore.
Opening the large doors MITO gave the all clear, walking to his old style black car while the old base was being searched for any more evidence to be stacked, which will add more to the sentencing and how they should be handled. Opening the car door for you, helping you sit in the passenger side so you can’t try to hide yourself in the backseat while he drives back home. Sitting in the driver's side of the car and driving with one hand, exactly how he was used to driving. His car didn’t exactly have a radio to play music, but the only one he has is the officer radio, he never answers them, unless he’s too far or it’s one-word answers.
“What’s gonna happen when we get back home?”
“You should know. We’ll be in my room tonight, and there is no getting out of it. Unless you want people to barge in when we’re half naked.”
“You aren’t hiding anything anymore are you? The same man who hated sex scenes in the movies we would watch?”
“I didn’t like the fake sounds nor did I need any more ideas on what I could do if I ever tried to. Unless you wanted a reason to see those kinds of things.”
Sitting back against the chair, trying to hide in the chair because this was going to be a long drive, sure they had the devices quickly sending the more dangerous and wanted outlaws back, but MITO loved the long drives. Enjoying the sky that never ended and often the quiet area around him, the soft or loud rumbles of the thunder brought him more comfort than being alone with his thoughts that for some would make them question how this was the same quiet officer who would help them with the smaller things around the town with little rewards given?
Having to stop at some point annoyed him more than anything. He wanted to get you home, slipping off every piece of clothing on you, leaving it around the small house you two shared and making sure he could taste every part of you without worry or without fail. He loved his car, and he didn’t exactly have enough back space to try anything the way he wanted to. But that didn’t stop his mind from wondering how you two would be able to do anything in such a space. That made his mind wander more while he seemed to drive after the long clouds of dust and sand.
“Mito, you’re rubbing me while trying to drive, what in the world are you thinking?”
Looking with his other eye, Mito saw that y/n was right. But he wasn’t just rubbing his thigh like he thought, his hand was right above his cock, and since there was nearly nowhere to back away or hide from it, the pants were getting tighter, and y/n was twitching and whimpering while looking at him. MITO wasn’t speeding, but he also wasn’t going too slow. But they still had a long drive to go, how were they getting in any sort of housing to handle this in? Any motels had thin walls and you could hear anyone moaning on the other side of the wall, and most of the time it was still annoying to hear when all you want to hear are the sounds of your partner moaning in your ear.
“Oh, just some interesting things, but would you like me to stop moving my hand?”
“Park the car, please. We both know we aren’t making it anywhere unless you have enough energy to even bring the car back to the station and then having to get us home, you’d get annoyed at how tired you are.”
Smirking softly, MITO parked the car, staying near the tracks of the other cars before making sure his seat was as far back as possible. Moving his hat on the dashboard before seeing y/n on his lap, shoulders resting on his broad ones while leaning down for a rough and heated kiss. Y/n tugging his loose jacket and rubbing his bare chest, since it was rare that MITO ever wore a shirt. Making it easier for touches and chest rubs, especially in a situation like this and how comfortable it all felt. Their lips clashing and nearly eating at each other's lips, their tongues trying to clash against each other while y/n was grinding their hips against MITO’s crotch.
It was something different and something raw, just for the two of them while trying to get off their clothes and piling them up elsewhere in the car. Every time they pulled away to even try to catch a breath, MITO would soon leave kisses and hickies on y/n’s neck. Letting them try their hardest to breathe, their hands slowly pushing down MITO’s black leather jacket past his shoulders while his arms were holding y/n close, his large hands gripping onto y/n’s back, shoulders, and even their ass just to have something to hold, leaving as many marks as he could.
Tossing off his jacket to the side, pulling off your shirt and throwing it to the empty seat next to him while his large hands kept trying to have a grasp on their bare skin. Feeling y/n’s soft hands on his shoulders and chest still trying to jump and grind as much as possible just to hear something, each groan was like another spark each time. The pants needed to be off, everything needed to be off and tossed around somewhere. Even if it was just a little they needed something.
“This is not how I imagined our first time being, I had so many ideas of how to take you and drive you insane, but this will have to do till we arrive back home.
“How are you actually this big? Holy shit!”
The leather pants pulled down to allow his throbbing cock air to breathe and allowed y/n to look down and admire it. Watching y/n crawling back to the passenger seat to get in at a certain angle, leaning over to lick the tip but with the inside of the car, it was harder to handle, so he quickly pulled you closer. Squeezing your thighs and looking up at you with eyes of worship, his hair a mess and some resting in front of his eye but he could still see you, holding you close over his tip while trying to make sure you were looking down at him still.
“We can worry about all the things we want to try at home, right now I just need to feel you and hear you. I want to hear everything from you. Please.”
Seeing MITO beg to please you was something no one else would ever see except you. No one else would ever see him begging for anyone else’s touch except for yours and there was nothing else stopping either of you. Kissing your shoulders and chest, letting the sounds of y/n fill his ears while watching everything slowly disappear inside of you, biting his lip to hear you as loud as possible in his ear. Holding you close as if he could nearly lose you at any point in time. His mouth stayed latched onto any parts of skin he could get like a baby just leaving as many hickies as he could.
“Move when you're ready, I’ll match with you okay? I’ll repay you when we get home, I promise.”
Looking to see you, watching you slow finding the pace to bounce at. The way you bite your bottom lip while your eyes stay locked onto each other despite the condensation growing on the car windows and making it hard to see inside or even outside the car, making this even better with the sound of skin slapping against each other. MITO watches you bounce faster while trying to buck his hips up to match with you. His whimpers weren’t loud, but you could slightly hear them when laying your head on his shoulder. Scratching down his arms while meeting his thrust in the middle of each one.
It was like one of his favorite fantasies played out in front of him. Even if it wasn’t the way he truly wanted to, this was just fueling the idea of what would happen when he finally got home. It was something he never wanted to end, and just enjoying the show, But just imagine, what was going to happen when you got back home?
Pushing you against the wall, MITO picked you up and latched his lips onto your already fading purple neck. He was already melting at the broken sound coming from you while the two of you were trying to take off the already half thrown on clothes. That long car ride was full of nothing more than riding MITO till your legs could no longer support your body anymore. The both of you speaking your desires in each other's ears, the poor car having foggy windows to show the aftermath of what was happening. It was something chaotic for the two of you, but it was also passionate for just the two of you, and now with you two being back home, his house slightly moved back away from people to enjoy the peace he wished for and always wanted.
Pulling away to watch you fall to your knees, being excited finally sucked him off the way you always whispered in his ears in the long car ride. One hand was against the wall, the other hand was gripping your head, watching you pull down his pants and not even preparing yourself for his cock, tongue stuck out and licking the already hard tip of his hard cock and taking inside your mouth quickly, letting the drool start to pile and drip onto the floor while quickly bobbing your head. Letting out soft gagging sounds while locking eyes at his face, his closed eyes with the louder hitched breaths and whimpers while trying to stay still. His legs shaking from the amount of control he had to give just to stay up, nearly bouncing them.
His veins showing in his arms while his hand was holding you still while his hips moved, he wasn’t going faster yet, but he wanted you to get used to it. Enjoying the soft yet fast touch of your hands rubbing his thighs and messing with his balls. Despite his deep voice, the whispers he gives you in the car while speeding back home as fast as he could while letting you tease him and ride if you wanted to. Just so neither of you had to get rid of the feeling of feeling each other. The whimpers being something you enjoy, though not something you were going to gloat about to the small circle of friends you have.
“That’s it baby boy, you want me to paint your face? You want a reminder every time you even look at me, Hm?”
It was hard to get an answer at first, but feeling your head getting pulled away with your mouth still open, eyes still filled with want and desire while your face was getting painted, most of it landing on your tongue and mouth while some of it fell against your chin and bottom lip. Panting while trying to catch more and lick it clean. The two of you are locking eyes of nothing more than want and desire. Helping you get up, grabbing you and picking you up, holding your legs with his wide hands and walking up the stairs to his room. The clothes were left on the living room floor while the door to his room got kicked open, lips staying attached to each other while the hands.
He didn’t exactly drop you on the bed, but he stayed holding you close and never letting you go. Licking up and down your chest while moving your legs to his shoulders, wearing them like a necklace and enjoying the marked masterpiece in front of him and enjoying it. His smirk growing while he looked at you, he was mad he had to pull away from you but he was about to enjoy the mess he was about to create.
He fit in like a glove, like the outline of everything just fit inside perfectly, but that didn’t mean you were used to it. Every time felt like something new, watching your body react to each movement and this was his fantasy, having you under him while he could fully move the way he wanted to without worrying about cramped spaces and having to deal with nosey people. After all, there were no windows on the upstairs floor for a reason. Holding your head down with one hand, legs still slightly bouncing on his shoulders while the sound of skin slapping got louder. But it was nothing compared to the sounds you two were making.
Your nails dig into his back to leave fresh new scratches so his arms could now finally have a break from the endless scratching and little nail crescents that cover nearly his entire shoulders and upper arms. Now his back was going to be painted with scratches and nail marks for you to look and admire. His head laying on your shoulder, making it to where his mouth is near your ear. Making your body react and squeeze around him more while his cock was hitting the places he could only imagine hitting, yet he seemed to hit it every time and enjoyed the loud sounds of cries coming from you. While he was whimpering and moaning in your ear shamelessly, the room door being wide opened but the front door was closed and locked with a do not disturb sign on the door (unless it was truly important).
One hand had a tight grip on your side and the other gripping your hair was tight, but he was hoping he wasn’t pulling out any hair. The way he was trying to close the already closed space between you two, the whispers getting louder in your ear with his eyes closing.
“please, please let me cum inside, gods I want to stay inside you and feel everything squeeze around me like they never want to let me go. Oh, shit shit shit please yes yes yes, y/n!”
“Come inside MITO don’t hold it, please please please fuck!”
His whimpers of pleases and the sound of your name, the broken cries of his hand while your grips got tighter. His pleas were getting higher but still in a deep sound voice, it was enough to make his hips sputter before staying still. Biting down on your shoulder while holding your head onto his shoulder, his legs squirming against his sheets before the two of you just remained still, back arching and being pressed more against his chest while trying to pull him closer just for the two of you to stay closer to each other. Panting in each other's ear, slowly relaxing as time passed but slowly falling asleep. There was no way MITO was getting up to do anything, not with how relaxed and calm he felt, though in the morning he was definitely taking care of you.
