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Describe your character in 5 words

• cocky and stubborn

• kinky but rarely initiates stuff

• secretly very affectionate and cuddly

• tends to lose interest in something or someone quite fast

• is very empathic and cares a lot for his friends

#t;w #five words aren't enough

Switching off my emotions seems like the best solution for this misery.

#t;w

Fuji would never ever admit it, but by now he was already fully enchanted by Hoseok. Even more so due to the fact that he apparently wanted to figure out how it felt like to have this special piercing stimulating his most sensitive spot. Perhaps, if the other would have insisted on it, he would have agreed to bottoming tonight, but the outlook of being allowed to top was of course a lot better. Even more so when it was the desire of his partner and not something he would only deal with. "If you want to have your veins intoxicated…", he hummed; no, he couldn't argue against it. After all he wanted it way too much that Hoseok was completely under his spell, unable to live without him, unable to receive satisfaction somewhere else. The addiction already burned him alive just as well. An aggressive, passionate feeling. Not even the kiss could convey this. It was time to get /more/.

It was a delight to be desired like this, hence he allowed Hoseok to worship his body with all he saw fit to do this. Hands, lips, tongue, teeth - and this mean little shard. Smelling his own blood of course didn't call onto his instincts, but he smirked as he saw how it had an effect onto Hoseok; smirking while panting and grimacing lightly. He was generous, and he didn't regret it. The burning sensation felt nice, alluring. And the sight of Hoseok licking along the wound and not sparing other body parts, too. Yes, it was joyful, he tilted his head to the side to make place for the other's caressings - but Fuji's patience begun to crumble finally. More and more with each passing second. "I've got a high pain tolerance. Just like you I assume", he responded, his fingers wrapping around the other's hand which held the shard, applying some pressure onto it so the glass had to cut into Hoseok's skin. Meanwhile he examined his face, not wanting any reaction to give him the slip. "I want to feel it deep inside my flesh." And then, as soon as the other hovered over him and massaged his dick, the long-haired vampires eyes glinted red. An erratic, hasty hand grabbed another shard. "You're mine." He held it against the underside of Hoseok's chin. The passion was running out of him like warm blood now. "All of your fucking hot body and mind is mine." His jaw was working in the grim desire he felt. "Then get addicted. I'll ruin your thoroughly, that's a promise." And with this he made a quick move, applying pressure onto the shard and scratched from the other's gorge to his chin, enough that blood splattered all over his own chest and face, having Fuji grin sinisterly. As much as he may had have a masochistic side, there was nothing beating the arousal of hurting someone and witnessing them being in pain. "I fuck you up", he whispered menacingly, his dick twitching in the hunger he felt in his loins, hips thrusting against the offered hand.

There were still so many things he wanted to do with his boss. He wanted to worship every single inch of that gorgeous body but at the same time he wanted to destroy it. Hoseok wanted all of it at once.. he wanted to make him feel good with his hands, mouth and tongue, he wanted to fuck him but also get fucked, wanted to tease him and hurt him in the most pleasurable way possible. Hoseok wanted all of it and the fact that he couldn't have it drove him insane. It wasn't the only thing that made his mind go wild. The taste of Fuji's blood combined with the sudden pain he felt in his palm? Those red eyes glinting dangerously at him as if he was about to either kill or own him? How on earth was he supposed to stay calm and show no reaction? The intense glare was a warning and Hoseok was tempted to push his buttons. Just for fun. Just to see if his boss would lose his temper. "I don't want to hurt your pride but I'm sure that my pain tolerance is much higher than yours.", Hoseok retorted, flashed him a shit eating grin and lifted his injured hand to lap at the blood. No way he'd whine nor pull a face. Not because of a small cut.

Hoseok was aware that his attitude would get him into trouble but cocky people never know when to stop. They find pleasure in teasing their partner and rile them up to the point they either snap at them or make them regret their actions. And Fuji's patience began to crumble with each second passing.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. The shard against his throat, the growled words, the sheer possession that came with them and Hoseok not knowing if his boss expected a confirmation from him. What would happen if he didn't agree to it? Hoseok wanted to test it. How far could he go until that man was either fucked up by him or would make him regret not giving the answer he expected to hear? "Good luck. Try to ruin me.. it won't be easy because--" A pause. And a hand that instinctively reached up to press against the front of his throat. The cut wasn't too deep to seriously injure him but strong enough to make his blood drip down his fingers. "You little.. you say you'll fuck me up? Is that all you have to offer?", Hoseok growled lowly, dangerously - and reached out to grasp the elder's neck. His fingers were tightly wrapped around it, choking him while the other hand on Fuji's dick did the same. No way he'd allow him to feel any sort of pleasure after using that shard on him.

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