[Maybe he's too accustomed to a different type of bite, but this one takes Gaku by surprise. His breath catches--stops, he swears--and he feels his entire body tense, pressing against Ryuu and fairly clinging. The pain is incredible, honestly, near ripping rather than a sharp prick or a scrape. In this moment he faintly entertains the idea of Ryuu tearing him apart, and it's not completely unpleasant at first blush. What a way to go. But eventually his fight or flight response kicks in, and he wraps fingers around Ryuu's throat, a thumb easing against his jaw to coax him to let go eventually.
And when he does, Gaku snaps. He wrenches Ryuu away from the wall by the front of his shirt and by the grip at his neck, shifting it to his nape and using strength he honestly didn't know he had to force Ryuu to the floor in the center of the living room. Gaku faintly registers the coffee table being scooted back several inches as he descends on Ryuu, clawed fingers ripping into the back of his shirt. He tears the fabric out of the way, gripping Ryuu's tail in his other hand, and leans down over him, breath heavy. There's something trickling over his throat, and he smells blood. His own.
Growling, he leans forward, mindlessly baring his own sharp canines and bringing them to bear on the other man's shoulder. He scrapes once, licks, then bites down just as hard as he was bitten. And now he gets why Ryuu did it. It's so satisfying to let the instincts take over. He could never do this as an idol.
But right now, who's the beast? Certainly not just Ryuu. It's no less erotic than advertised, though.]
[ even with gaku's blood in his teeth, ryuu wonders if that mantle was ever truly his. gaku's always been the one with fangs and fire, tearing open paths and lighting the way for them. ryuu would follow him to hell and back - maybe he's proving that right now, on his knees and seeing stars at how quickly gaku flipped their positions. all he can hear is his deep breathing, the scrape of the coffee table and several items clattering off of it faint and murky in his ears.
he's completely overwhelming like this. the scent of his blood, his heat in the air. ryuu can't even swallow back the taste of gaku's skin before his teeth plunge into his shoulder. his body hitches with a gasp and he shudders with his next exhale, riding the sensation out. his ears pin back and his tail thrashes in gaku's grasp, back bowing.
the pain blossoms soon afterwards, all heady adrenaline. his stomach trembles when he breathes out again, soft growls sounding through his panting. he tilts his shoulder against the grip, overt in the way he's seeing if gaku will bite down on him harder. he can feel it... gaku is still gaku. there's so much he was holding back. ryuu wants him to break it all on him, and only him - he's not even considering how wildly selfish that is of him when all he can think about is having those teeth driven into him again, all over, staking their claim.
that want sharpens until he's forgetting everything else but the touch of the man behind him. ryuu chances jarring gaku's mouth by shifting back and grinding against him again. ]
[Gaku's hips brush Ryuu's body as he clamps down into the bite, breath steadying for a few moments. He thinks he'll get past it, like this. That this will be enough to make him feel satisfied, that the primal urges will go away. But the longer he tastes blood and flesh, the wilder his mind reels. A second bite, deeper than the first, follows, delving into muscle at the edge of Ryuu's neck. A third bite thereafter, back to the shoulder, and Gaku can feel his heart pounding and his chest heaving and his body thrumming because Ryuu's letting him do this.
He doesn't notice the grinding right away, much in the way that he doesn't notice himself returning it, hips working slow but frantic, the press too much to normally be suitable. He's not going to let this end with a little basic rutting, like they were against the wall. He's clawing at Ryuu's clothing as soon as he lets go of his tail, a hand at the back of Ryuu's neck, keeping him half pinned. Gaku's solid frame is doing the rest of the work.
His teeth sink back into Ryuu's shoulder, mainly because he can't get enough of the adrenaline that flows through him every time skin gives way and that metallic taste touches his tongue. The frantic way he bites at every inch of Ryuu's back that he can find purchase on speaks to his desperation, and the places that can't be bitten are lapped at generously, sucked on to bruising. Tomorrow, Ryuu's going to look like hell. And it'll be Gaku's fault. He'll have turned the gorgeous, sun-drenched model into something he can't show the public eye.
There's deep, deep satisfaction in claiming Ryuu like this, in marking him in ways Gaku could only dream of with anyone else. In making him unfit for anyone else to see. In taking and taking, selfish and indulgent, mindless and erratic.]
[ it's not so erratic to ryuu. he couldn't put words to it, how he knows. only that he knows - as if instinct is all that matters. gaku lays his teeth into him over and over, leaving his skin dark and pearly, the angry red welts and beading blood looking all the more scorching on his broad, tan back. his pulse thumps fiercely and he feels it now, pushing up through the shudders and stretches of muscle beneath broken skin. the wounds burn white hot, they itch, and the pain of one only abates for a few seconds when gaku adorns him again, leaving warnings of his desires scattered about like locks to which only he has the key. anyone would gaze at the carnage he's leaving behind and turn elsewhere, and that feeling compels ryuu to let him continue on until he's had his fill of him, wild and sweet.
feeling the heaviness of his rutting, the strain of that pace falling second to the tracks his mouth leaves across his wealth of skin, ryuu is desperate to shed his clothes, allowing them to be torn and shoved from his body. his ears prick and his tail swishes, drawn by the tension pulling at his hips.
free, bared, shivering in spite of the heat gripped between them and drawing closer with every puncture mark and slip of tongue, ryuu breathes out a loud moan, the sound of it hanging just as potent between them. he's filled out all the way now, silken skin over hard flesh. gaku so much as breathes near him and the sensation shoots down to his toes, making his thighs tremble and his thoughts weak. he sucks on his bottom lip, wanting to press his forehead to the floor to manage the ache of his cock. he feels so full, but so empty. ]
Gaku... [ low, ardent. the muscles in his arms go taut when he grips the floor, clawing. ] I want more of you.
[He won't leave Ryuu wanting, even if he's not totally thinking right now. Instinct is driving him, this shared instinct to grapple for dominance, though Ryuu submitting like this is... glorious. He's so triumphant and excited and aroused that he barely needs to hear that moan before he snaps into action.
Growling, Gaku changes his position, slotting their hips together and grinding again, slow and deliberate. He won't even make Ryuu beg, honestly. He's too damn far gone to tease. Instead, there's a momentary pause as he lets up on where he was pinning his groupmate before he grips one of Ryuu's ass cheeks and shoves his own pants down with the other. He doesn't even bother to kick them all the way off. When there's a need for them to go, they'll be discarded, but right now all his can think about is being inside Ryuu, and claiming him that way, too.
His cock is hard, and he's thicker than usual thanks to Sanguis moon. But none of that really matters to him as much as it's going to matter to Ryuu. It takes a moment of adjustment, but he's pressing against Ryuu's entrance without ceremony, hardly caring that this is Ryuu and they probably shouldn't...]
[ they probably shouldn't, but he's too close for it to matter anymore, for rationality to find any space within him to resonate. instead, it's gaku resonating through his blood, his nerves. brilliant, intense, beautiful gaku. gaku's presence overwhelms him as soon as skin sears against skin, and he welcomes the relief that floods him with the pressure of gaku's cock finally pushing at his ass. finally, finally, it's all he can think, body reacting before his brain can grapple with anything else. closer, more, it rises like a crescendo in him, like bars on which notes of scent and sound play.
the act overpowers resistance he feels and ryuu's dark tail sweeps against gaku's porcelain skin as he eases back on his aching knees, taking that thickness inch by inch. it's too slow and the pain is too bright to not chase to its fullest. he snarls softly in preparation, licking his own wet teeth with gaku's name on his tongue.
it's his only warning that he's going to thrust himself backwards on gaku's cock like an animal - he can't take him as deeply or quickly as the beast in him craves, but it's faster this way, sharper. moaning again, he arches his back and encourages gaku to bottom out in the tight well of his body, disturbing tracks of blood still dripping from the teethmarks. ]
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And when he does, Gaku snaps. He wrenches Ryuu away from the wall by the front of his shirt and by the grip at his neck, shifting it to his nape and using strength he honestly didn't know he had to force Ryuu to the floor in the center of the living room. Gaku faintly registers the coffee table being scooted back several inches as he descends on Ryuu, clawed fingers ripping into the back of his shirt. He tears the fabric out of the way, gripping Ryuu's tail in his other hand, and leans down over him, breath heavy. There's something trickling over his throat, and he smells blood. His own.
Growling, he leans forward, mindlessly baring his own sharp canines and bringing them to bear on the other man's shoulder. He scrapes once, licks, then bites down just as hard as he was bitten. And now he gets why Ryuu did it. It's so satisfying to let the instincts take over. He could never do this as an idol.
But right now, who's the beast? Certainly not just Ryuu. It's no less erotic than advertised, though.]
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he's completely overwhelming like this. the scent of his blood, his heat in the air. ryuu can't even swallow back the taste of gaku's skin before his teeth plunge into his shoulder. his body hitches with a gasp and he shudders with his next exhale, riding the sensation out. his ears pin back and his tail thrashes in gaku's grasp, back bowing.
the pain blossoms soon afterwards, all heady adrenaline. his stomach trembles when he breathes out again, soft growls sounding through his panting. he tilts his shoulder against the grip, overt in the way he's seeing if gaku will bite down on him harder. he can feel it... gaku is still gaku. there's so much he was holding back. ryuu wants him to break it all on him, and only him - he's not even considering how wildly selfish that is of him when all he can think about is having those teeth driven into him again, all over, staking their claim.
that want sharpens until he's forgetting everything else but the touch of the man behind him. ryuu chances jarring gaku's mouth by shifting back and grinding against him again. ]
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He doesn't notice the grinding right away, much in the way that he doesn't notice himself returning it, hips working slow but frantic, the press too much to normally be suitable. He's not going to let this end with a little basic rutting, like they were against the wall. He's clawing at Ryuu's clothing as soon as he lets go of his tail, a hand at the back of Ryuu's neck, keeping him half pinned. Gaku's solid frame is doing the rest of the work.
His teeth sink back into Ryuu's shoulder, mainly because he can't get enough of the adrenaline that flows through him every time skin gives way and that metallic taste touches his tongue. The frantic way he bites at every inch of Ryuu's back that he can find purchase on speaks to his desperation, and the places that can't be bitten are lapped at generously, sucked on to bruising. Tomorrow, Ryuu's going to look like hell. And it'll be Gaku's fault. He'll have turned the gorgeous, sun-drenched model into something he can't show the public eye.
There's deep, deep satisfaction in claiming Ryuu like this, in marking him in ways Gaku could only dream of with anyone else. In making him unfit for anyone else to see. In taking and taking, selfish and indulgent, mindless and erratic.]
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feeling the heaviness of his rutting, the strain of that pace falling second to the tracks his mouth leaves across his wealth of skin, ryuu is desperate to shed his clothes, allowing them to be torn and shoved from his body. his ears prick and his tail swishes, drawn by the tension pulling at his hips.
free, bared, shivering in spite of the heat gripped between them and drawing closer with every puncture mark and slip of tongue, ryuu breathes out a loud moan, the sound of it hanging just as potent between them. he's filled out all the way now, silken skin over hard flesh. gaku so much as breathes near him and the sensation shoots down to his toes, making his thighs tremble and his thoughts weak. he sucks on his bottom lip, wanting to press his forehead to the floor to manage the ache of his cock. he feels so full, but so empty. ]
Gaku... [ low, ardent. the muscles in his arms go taut when he grips the floor, clawing. ] I want more of you.
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[He won't leave Ryuu wanting, even if he's not totally thinking right now. Instinct is driving him, this shared instinct to grapple for dominance, though Ryuu submitting like this is... glorious. He's so triumphant and excited and aroused that he barely needs to hear that moan before he snaps into action.
Growling, Gaku changes his position, slotting their hips together and grinding again, slow and deliberate. He won't even make Ryuu beg, honestly. He's too damn far gone to tease. Instead, there's a momentary pause as he lets up on where he was pinning his groupmate before he grips one of Ryuu's ass cheeks and shoves his own pants down with the other. He doesn't even bother to kick them all the way off. When there's a need for them to go, they'll be discarded, but right now all his can think about is being inside Ryuu, and claiming him that way, too.
His cock is hard, and he's thicker than usual thanks to Sanguis moon. But none of that really matters to him as much as it's going to matter to Ryuu. It takes a moment of adjustment, but he's pressing against Ryuu's entrance without ceremony, hardly caring that this is Ryuu and they probably shouldn't...]
Push back, dammit.
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the act overpowers resistance he feels and ryuu's dark tail sweeps against gaku's porcelain skin as he eases back on his aching knees, taking that thickness inch by inch. it's too slow and the pain is too bright to not chase to its fullest. he snarls softly in preparation, licking his own wet teeth with gaku's name on his tongue.
it's his only warning that he's going to thrust himself backwards on gaku's cock like an animal - he can't take him as deeply or quickly as the beast in him craves, but it's faster this way, sharper. moaning again, he arches his back and encourages gaku to bottom out in the tight well of his body, disturbing tracks of blood still dripping from the teethmarks. ]