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[Whether out of restlessness or frustration, Yael responds to that bite by pushing his hips hard into Yuui's. He's the one who said they need to have this talk, but hell if he's in any mood for it now.]

What else would it be? I don't want to lose you.

[And if he lost Yuui, he'd be all alone again. That's... the other half of the equation.]

[ Fai huffs, and it's hard to tell if he's chiding Sheza or reacting to the way he slots their hips together. Out of a small bit of determination to get a one-up on him, he starts pressing a trail of wet kisses down the side of his neck. ]

There's more to it. I know you well enough to see when you're only giving me partial truths. Spit it out.

[The audible groan shaking its way out of his throat is one part arousal, two parts vexation. What the hell's wrong with his body? With his brain? Despite himself, Yael leans into Yuui's kisses, temperature rising beneath his lips.]

You're real good at worming your way under people's skin. You have any idea how obnoxious you are?

[Yael snakes a hand around to slap Yuui's ass. He's filled out here recently.]

What do you expect me to do without you around? My whole life would change.

[ Does it jiggle when he does that? Not quite, but there is definitely something to at least properly smack now. That groan works well to get that fire within him started, though he isn't sure if it's arousal or frustration or fear or even amusement.

He laughs, sucking a bruise on Sheza's skin. ]

Now you know how I felt when I thought you died. Jerk.

[ And of course he knows how obnoxious he is. The way he all but smirks at Sheza as he pulls away to get a good look at his face says as much. ]

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[Mmmmmmmmmph. His own medicine tastes bitter as fuck and he hates it, thanks. When Yuui pulls back, Yael chases him like a starving dog, wrestling him back into his arms and nibbling on his neck. How dare you leave his arms without his express permission?]

I do. It sucks.

[He shifts to nestle his good leg between Yuui's thighs, tangling them together.]

I can't remember a time in my life where we weren't together. [ :) ] And I can't imagine a future without you in it. Doesn't it bother you, not being able to remember the day we got engaged?

[ He practically giggles, titling his head so Sheza can get a good nibble in on his (second) favorite snack. Fai sits easily on Sheza's leg, wrapping his arms right back around his shoulders.

Something about the assertion that they've always been together pricks at his brain, memories on the cusp of being unraveled though he can't place why. They've always, always been together and this is something Fai knows to be true, he's sure of it. ]

...It does. You know, there are a lot of things I don't remember... like how we met.

[ Maybe time has worn it away, but he'd like to think he would always remember the day he met his beloved. ]

That letter Michel wrote for me has been bothering me ever since I read it, and when he opened my door... [ He pauses, shaking his head. ] Unless he implanted a memory into my brain, what I saw confirmed what he wrote in my letter.

[What's his favorite snack? Bepis??

Licking over Yuui's skin doesn't bring Yael any closer to the truth, but at least it soothes him somewhat, feeling his lover's pulse steadily beat beneath his tongue. Yael's uneven breaths fan along Yuui's skin as he tugs at his robe to get at his shoulder, layering him in bites.]

...He isn't the type to lie. What did you see behind that door?

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Fai's pulse quickens in the same way his breaths do, growing uneven as he shifts so Sheza can more easily attach his mouth to bare skin. Moving his clothing shows off some of his bandages, too, around his chest, stomach and arm. The bandages aren't important, though. What's important is their conversation and Sheza's lips on his skin. ]

My hands covered in blood. My brother dying on the ground in front of me. I couldn't do anything to stop it.

[ He isn't meant to have a brother. He's never had a sibling, and so that memory is troubling in all sorts of ways that he can't fully wrap his head around. But combined with Michel's letter... the likelihood of that memory being some sort of implant in his mind is low, and he's sure that Sheza will see it.

Though in truth, he'd rather not think about it. So he shifts and rocks down against Sheza, using the sparks of pleasure that contact creates to ease the thrum of adrenaline in his veins. ]

[The picture Yuui paints with his words is a gruesome one. It's vaguely familiar in more ways than one, but why? It's frustrating, unnerving, being unable to recall why he's at once disturbed by what Yuui saw and enlivened by the phantom scent of blood.

Yael, without meaning to, bites hard into Yuui's shoulder. Blood coats his teeth, spills onto his tongue. He licks at his shallow wound until it clots. Between his legs, he's painfully hard.]

...There are a lot of gaps in our memories that we can't account for. If we stop to think about why, we're not going to like what we find out.

[The truth's an ugly, ugly thing. They could live happily in whatever delusion they're laboring under, Yael is certain, but he doesn't much care for being deceived. What about Yuui?]

[ He hisses, that familiar trickle of blood pouring out of broken skin a shock to him, the way Sheza all but laps it up like a vampire that's gone weeks without a meal even more of a surprise. It throws him for a loop, his head practically spinning as he processes Sheza's arousal pressing against him more prominently.

This... this is new, isn't it?

Ah, but his words. Right. He needs to pay attention to that, mostly because he has feelings on it— ]

I'd rather know the truth. [ And he has confidence that Sheza is of the same mind. ] Would you still take me as I am, when we find out?

[ Fai knows his own answer, presenting it plainly to Sheza as he exposes more of his shoulder, tilting his head to the side.

Bite him again. ]

[The truth is a heavy, heavy thing. A leaden anchor around the heart. Yael has always known that, but despite all their differences, so does Yuui. If they can relate on anything, it's on their understanding of reality's cruelties.

His answer comes first in the form of a huff. It's a given, isn't it? Yuui must already know his answer, and so Yael keeps him hanging while he helps himself to the neck he's offered, digging his canines into his pale skin a second time.

His blood is no less acrid on the tongue, no less arousing, and Yael thrusts Yuui onto his back. His mobility leaves a lot to be desired with only one leg, but he'll make it work, balancing his weight on his knee while he pulls Yuui's robe open and systematically strips him down.]

You're with me no matter what the truth is. [Blood stains Yael's lips. He ignores it in favor of kissing Yuui's wounds.] I'm with you. That won't change.

[ Fai breathes out through his teeth as Sheza sinks his teeth into his skin, his fingers finding purchase in his clothes, holding on tight to help him bear the pain. It hurts like hell, but that doesn't mean he dislikes it either.

It hurts being suddenly pushed back and onto the mattress, his ribcage smarting as he winces. Yet again... he doesn't hate it, his eyes clouded by a mixture of arousal and pain as he looks up at Sheza, moving however he needs to help him discard clothes. Honestly, he would have been perfectly fine riding him, but this works too. ]

I'm glad that... we agree.

[ He takes in a deep breath, shifting a bit underneath Sheza. Being stripped of his clothes reveals just how much he's been bandaged up—his stomach, his arms, his thighs... it's clear he spent a long while getting patched up, and one of the wrapped wounds on his thigh starts to bleed again, staining the white cloth red. Fai isn't concerned though. It's not bleeding particularly fast. ]

You already know the few things I won't forgive, so I think... there's nothing to be afraid of.

[ As terrifying as it is, he knows they can manage through it together. ]

[The litany of wounds on Yuui's body give Yael pause. He shouldn't have been so rough, but he can't take back what he's already done. Instead, he'll have to make it up to him, setting Yuui's injured thigh on his shoulder and wetting a couple fingers on his tongue, burying them in right up to the last knuckle.]

You couldn't scare me if you tried.

[Phrased another way:]

I won't let anything get in between us. Not even you.

[Without allowing Yuui any room to get a word in, Yael crooks his fingers and digs mercilessly into his prostate.]

[ Where Sheza feels guilty over making some of those cuts again, Fai doesn’t care. It’s a little funny how that works, but he can’t be bothered to give it any thought when Sheza crooks his fingers inside of him. With a gasp, he tightens around those fingers before quickly relaxing again. Pleasure and adrenaline are a heady mixture that leave him breathless, and he just barely remembers that he needs to be quiet. Usually it isn’t a problem, but…

Maybe there’s something wrong with him, the ache of his injuries only making this more pleasurable for him. ]

Hmm? Are you saying I can’t break up with you?

[ As if he’d ever want to. Fai almost smirks up at Sheza, shifting his thigh just a bit. ]

[Preparing Yuui with his fingers isn't a necessary step, but Yael is after more than his own pleasure. He wants to see Yuui squirm on his fingers out of pleasure more than pain, and he's already taking so much from Yuui, isn't he? It's necessary to give back before he gets any greedier.

Yael kisses Yuui's soft inner thighs while his fingers feel around for his sweet spot. Who gives a damn if anyone hears them? The others don't have the nerve to say anything to them. Yael knows they don't.]

Not right now. Wait until I'm done with you.

[You can break up with him only after he's gotten his dick wet.]

[ His breath hitches and he closes his eyes, a soft sigh escaping him when Sheza's fingers brush up against his prostate. Fai opens up his eyes again, tilting his head as he looks up at Sheza. His lips are still bloody, and Fai idly thinks that he looks a little bit like a vampire like this.

It's kinda hot. ]

You were supposed to say that I'm not allowed to.

[ Obviously. Sheza needs to be possessive, though Fai knows he'll never try to trample over his autonomy. So in lieu of hearing any dissent from Sheza, Fai runs his fingers over one of his bloodier bandages before pressing his reddened fingers to Sheza's lips. ]

[...So demanding, Yael thinks, but the words have no opportunity to leave his mouth. Yuui's fingers are far too distracting, the metallic tang of blood on his lips encouraging them to part and invite those fingers into his mouth.

Yuui wants a possessive man, does he? Yael can manage that, if only for tonight, sharply withdrawing his fingers and smacking the side of Yuui's ass. Whoever comes in to tend to their wounds tomorrow is going to give them both hell, so they may as well earn their scolding in full.]

Put it in yourself.

[Yael's cock strains in his underwear, begging to be let out. If Yuui wants it so badly, he can put it in himself. Yael will handle the rest.]

[ Fai hisses for multiple reasons, the soreness of his muscles making the sting of Sheza's hand so much more potent. That doesn't mean it feels bad, though, far from it. He wants Sheza to dig his nails into his skin, to mark him with his teeth. Anything to have the physical evidence of Sheza's feelings.

With a small smile, he shifts so that he can brush his fingers over Sheza's clothed cock. ]

That desperate for me to touch you, are you?

[ This is how he's choosing to interpret Sheza's words, and he won't hear any other explanation. He wants to, badly, but he also wants to push at Sheza's buttons too.

One side wins out over the other, though just barely. ]

Convince me.

[Yael clicks his tongue, a hint of laughter in his exasperation. Of course. Yuui never capitulates without a reward, does he? Whereas Yael is eager to please, Yuui is eager to soak up everything he has to offer like a greedy sponge.

So he'll let him. Brushing aside Yuui's probing fingers, Yael wrestles down his underwear, lines up, and fucks his way in. Ah, damn. It aches, but this is the pain they both crave.]

Convinced?

[ They're not intimate enough where it's easy for him to take in a cock at all without proper preparation, much less one as big as Sheza's. It hurts, the sudden stretch making him feel like he's being ripped in half.

But this is what he wants, what his body craves. ]

Fuck.

[ His voice is barely above a whisper, head swimming with the pleasure of sudden fullness and the heat radiating off of Sheza's body. A cheeky stunt like that shouldn't go unpunished, however, and he tugs Sheza close enough to bite his shoulder hard enough to draw blood.

Consider him well and truly convinced. ]

...Yeah? You feel that?

[How could he not, with Yael's cock digging into him like a leaden barb? Pain and pleasure intermingle in an overwhelming slurry, his mind devoid of anything more than sensation and sound.

Sounds like his voice intermingled with Yuui's. Like their skin slapping together, the sound damped only by sweat, the wet heat of their bodies. It takes no time at all to fall into a rhythm that feels at once natural and too heavenly to be real, but it's the pain that keeps it decidedly within the realm of reality.

Yael's head dips, his expression half obscured under the curtain of his hair. His eyes, catching just enough refracted light, glint, seemingly all the brighter when Yuui's canines dig into flesh and blood.]

You'll hate me for this in the morning.

[And if he doesn't, he really should.]

As if.

[ As if he even could, more like. He might complain and whine about being sore or walking with a bit of a limp. But hate... it's not possible, especially when the ache inside of him grows hot and spreads its warmth through the rest of his body in the form of pleasure. It's a satisfying sort of feeling after almost losing his life and watching Sheza almost lose his in exchange. It makes all of this, everything between them, feel more real.

He pants, breath hot and humid against Sheza's shoulder as he takes his tongue to the small pricks of blood that have beaded up around the imprint of Fai's teeth. It's warm and metallic, the taste of it almost overwhelming in a way that would send Fai into a panic in any other situation. But it's that glint in Sheza's gold eyes that pushes him away from it and leave room only for the heat between them in his mind. ]

You like this, don't you?

[ "This" being blood, naturally. ]

[He could have done without the call out, thanks, but Yael can't flat out deny it either. Still, it's not blood that he craves. No no, it's more than that. Something much simpler, something intimate.

Yael, in contrast to the heavy hammer falls of each thrust, kisses the wounds along Fai's shoulder with a certain reverence reserved only for him.

Words fail him even at the best of times, but they congeal and stop up in his throat, refusing to come loose without a bit of prying. Yael exhales a quiet side through his nostrils. The closer the words lie to his heart, the harder they are to shake free.]

I like the taste of you.

[ When those words are so hard to shake free, Fai will naturally find himself wanting to push and nudge at them until he can get them to spill past Sheza's lips. That his honest feelings are so rare only make them that much more valuable.

If chasing after such a precious commodity makes him greedy, then so be it. ]

Tell me more.

[ It's practically a whisper, but he turns his head so Sheza can hear him clearly, right in his ear. Though it isn't a demand, not this time. It's simply a request, a spoken desire for whatever Sheza is willing to bare to him. His fingers all but dance up along the muscles of his back, taking in every little little twitch and pull before flattening against his back to pull him closer. ]

[Grunt, grumble, harrumph. Yuui knows he isn't good with words— not when they're sincere, not when they mean something.

Yael's expression hardens into something unreadable and flat. At the same time, the very tips of his ears take on a tellingly rosy hue. He's done thinking, letting loose the first words that come to him and hoping they aren't the wrong ones.]

Everything. Everything about you.

[How pathetic he is, how weak, needing to drop into a whisper to squeeze out the rest of his words:]

I feel safe with you. Happy.

[And that's a feeling he associates only with his Yuui.]

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