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Hearts of the Wasteland (WOOSAN)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/S6OI5rl by Nizella Five years have passed since the apocalypse turned the world into a desolate wasteland, where survival has become a solitary struggle and trust is a luxury few can afford. In this bleak landscape, San-a man hardened by loss and determined to remain alone-navigates the ruins with a heart closed off from the world. But when fate throws him together with Wooyoung, a vibrant and hopeful soul whose resilience and relentless optimism defy the darkness, San's self-imposed isolation begins to crack. Despite San's cold exterior and his vow to keep everyone at arm's length, Wooyoung's unwavering spirit and persistent kindness slowly draw him into a world he thought he had left behind. As they navigate the dangers of this broken world together, a bond begins to form, hinting at something deeper-a connection that might just be the light San has been searching for amidst the shadows. In the heart of desolation, could love be the key to rediscovering what it means to truly live? Words: 1163, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Additional Tags: ATEEZ - Freeform, Woosan, jung wooyoung - Freeform, Choi San - Freeform, queer, LGBTQ, BL, blromance, BoyxBoy, Gay, Zombie Apocalypse, apocolypse, Violence read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/S6OI5rl

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Baku/Deku snippet from Open For Business

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Chapter 30 - Happy Birthday Kacchan

Love a happy Kacchan!!

Katsuki woke to the smell of food, rolling over the usual lump was missing. He sat up looking at his phone, it was 8:00 am. He smiled and laid back down, his nerd was doing something for his birthday. He sniffed the air again, surprisingly nothing smelled burned. Could he eat what Deku brought him? He chuckled.

“Kacchan?” Green curls poked in the door. “You’re awake! I’ll be right back!” The door slammed shut.

Bakugou crossed his arms behind his head listening to noises in the kitchen. His nerd was definitely going all out based on the amount of plates being pulled down. He had never liked anyone making a big deal over him, let alone on his birthday, but with Deku, his stomach leapt in anticipation. His nerd was always full of surprises.

The door opened and Izuku backed into the room carrying a bed table laden with food.

Katsuki sat up and smoothed the blankets around him, holding his breath as the nerd walked around with the heavy tray. He reached up to help him set it on the bed. “What’s this Deku?” The food looked completely edible. A flower on the plate and a small present wrapped in plain red paper sat to the side.

“This is a farmhouse skillet egg dish. Eggs, sausage, peppers and potatoes.” Izuku announced proudly. “Toast, juice and fruit.”

“Did you do this yourself?” Bakugou was impressed, he hadn’t tasted it yet though.

“I did, Denki has been teaching me for the past few weeks. I hope you like it.” Green eyes sparkled in anticipation.

Taking a bite, Katsuki smiled, “wow this is really good nerd, taste and texture are perfect.”

Izuku laughed in relief, “I was so stressed, I ruined the first batch,” he admitted. “But this one came out just like Denki showed me.” He sat on the side of the bed. “Happy Birthday Kacchan.”

“Thanks Babe,” Katsuki began eating, “are you joining me?”

“I ate already but I do need to get us coffee, I just brewed a new pot.” He popped up and ran back to the kitchen.

Katsuki continued eating. Looking at the package he picked it up and held it to his ear shaking it. The box felt and sounded empty.

“Here you go.” Izuku looked at him with the package, his face turned a brilliant red.

Katsuki raised his eyebrows, now he was really interested in this box. He grinned, “when can I open my present?” The nerd set his coffee down and pulled the package from his hand and put it back on the tray. “In a minute, can I see your phone?”

Bakugou chewed slowly, the cocky grin wider. “What are you up to nerd?” If possible the red blush grew deeper spreading up to Deku’s hairline. Katsuki felt his body react, fuck he was turned on and he didn’t even know why. He plucked his phone off the charger. “Here you go. I’m assuming you don’t need the passcode.”

Izuku shook his head as he quickly tapped on the screen.

Bakugou finished the eggs and drank his coffee watching the nerd tapping away at the phone. The greenette bit his lip and hit the screen one last time, his eyes grew wide and he sat up very straight. He laughed nervously and hit the screen again, his body relaxed.

Izuku looked up at the red crimson eyes watching him. His blush was so hot his face felt like it would burst. He took a deep breath, he was pretty sure Kacchan would like his present.

Katsuki picked the box up again, he cocked a brow. The nerd nodded. He opened the paper carefully revealing the small white box. He burst out laughing, red eyes glancing at the nerd.

Green eyes glinted wickedly, as Deku handed him his phone. “I’m assuming this is not for me?” Bakugou asked sarcastically.

Izuku tilted his head, “it is.” The blonde leaned forward, taking his phone.

“How exactly is this for me?”

“The app is on your phone.”

“App?” Katsuki looked down confused seeing the blue icon on his phone.

Izuku took a deep breath, “open it.”

Bakugou tapped the app, he saw a device named Deku. He looked up, the nerd nodded. Tapping on the name he read the screen options. He burst out laughing again, “Are fucking kidding me? Deku, serious, is this a fucking joke? If it is, I'm going to be angry because I am so turned on right now.”

Izuku sighed, “I’m glad, I was worried about what you...” His body shot up straight, his sentence unfinished as his hands gripped the covers. “Kacchan! Warn me.”

Katsuki chuckled, “Fuck, what’s the range on this?”

“It’s, um, far enough.”

“I can be in the bar and mess with you all day?”

“I’m regretting this Kacchan.”

Katsuki moved the breakfast tray to the floor. He pulled the nerd into his lap. “I want to feel the intensity levels.”

“O-Okay.”

Sliding his hand into the back of the nerd’s sweats and down his round cheeks, Bakugou could feel the small end piece vibrating softly. Using his other hand he started to slide the intensity up. Deku grabbed his shoulders and leaned forward groaning. “Fuck, that is nice.” Katsuki grinned, watching the nerd closely as he continued to slide the intensity higher. The nerd shuddered, his head leaning on the blonde’s shoulder.

“That’s um...”

“Did you try it at these levels yet?”

“No, no, I was a little scared.”

Katsuki turned off the device, the small rubber piece under his hand stopped vibrating. Cupping the nerd’s chin, he pulled him off his shoulder. Deku's face was red, his green eyes dark with desire.

“That feels really amazing.” He whispered.

“What happens if you pull it out?”

The nerd tapped the app, “it will show it there, a red dot will pop up on the device name. But for your birthday, I won’t, I will use the safe word if I want you to stop, that way you know.”

“Good,” a cocky grin on his face, “what are you doing today?”

Izuku laughed harshly, “here you go.” He hit another button on his phone. “I texted my schedule and I will follow it precisely for you today.”

Katuski opened the text reading out loud, “market, lunch at the bar, bakery, drinks with everyone for my birthday, dinner out with me. All of this with me holding this phone?” He laughed again, “this is the best fucking birthday present you could ever come up with nerd, this is one gadget I can get behind.” He slapped Deku’s ass, “literally.”

“Happy Birthday Kacchan,” Izuku kissed those full lips. He already wanted release, how would he be feeling after the entire day? “I just hope I can make it through the day.” He grimaced playfully.

Katsuki kissed him back, tongue sweeping through his mouth tasting his sweet coffee. One hand holding his head, the other moving to his phone. Glancing sideways he hit the device name and flipped the switch on, gripping the nerd

The vibrations turned on, shooting up through Izuku, “Oh,” Midoriya jerked but Kacchan held him firmly, their tongues hot on each other, they panted in the kiss not stopping. “Kacchan, would you make love to me now?” Izuku’s hand snaked down rubbing on the blonde’s hard cock.

“As nice as that sounds Deku, I think making you wait would be more fun. A whole day with that going should make you one very horny nerd.”

“You are the worst, I’m taking my present back.” Midoriya laughingly pouted and reached for the phone.

Katsuki grabbed his wrist and pulled it back against his chest. “But it’s my birthday.” Holding the nerd's hands he kissed him softly, lips touching lightly. “I love my new toy Deku, please let me play with it today.” He sucked softly on his sweet lips.

“Okay, but if I text you the safe word, you have to stop.”

“Absolutely Babe, that is a given, but I have one rule.”

“What?” Green eyes looked worried.

“For my birthday, no masturbating today, wait for me until tonight, can you do that?”

Izuku nodded, “I can do that, I think.” He continued rubbing Kacchan’s hard cock. “If you won’t fuck me, can I give you a blowjob at least?” Midoriya just wanted the blonde in some way, he was already so turned on, what was he going to do until tonight?

Katsuki kissed him, “Fuck, you turn me on.”

Izuku could not decide if it was an amazing day or the worst day. His body was tingling everywhere feeling absolutely amazing but once he left home he discovered the challenge of trying to appear normal in public. He had managed to get through the market with only mishap, Kacchan had upped the intensity just as he was going through the apples and he had knocked several on the floor. The new higher vibrations had made it hard for him to focus on getting checked out and when he finally got home, he threw the groceries on the counter, tossing the cold items into the fridge, he raced for the bed where he curled into a ball panting.

Ding Ding

(Kacchan) You holding up nerd?

Izuku laughed softly, he was not holding up at all.

(Izuku) Good

(Kacchan) What did you buy at the market?

(Izuku) apples

The vibrations kicked up again. Midoriya bucked, his back arching. His breathing shallow as the vibrations rippled along his g-spot.

(Kacchan) only apples?

(Izuku) no

(Kacchan) It looks like it’s almost lunch, you’ll be here soon?

(Izuku) yes

Katsuki read the last text and laughed.

“You look happy.” Denki looked up from his cooking, he wasn’t sure if he had ever seen Katsuki so delighted.

“I am.” He laughed and walked back out to the floor. Grabbing the water pitcher he made his way around the dining room, chatting and talking with the diners.

“Mina,” Sero whispered, poking her in the ribs. He pointed to Katsuki.

Mina laughed, “who is that?”

Sero shrugged, “it’s his birthday, I’m guessing Izuku is responsible.”

Denki jumped up on a stool at the bar listening in, he turned, “definitely has to be Izuku, I’ve known Katsuki a long time and have never seen him this friendly.”

Shoto came out of The Blind Tiger crossing over to the bar, he paused looking at the blonde. He walked slowly watching him. He leaned on the bar next to Denki. “What’s up with him?”

Denki rubbed Shoto’s arm, “Izuku I think.”

Bakugou turned and walked back to the bar. He placed the water pitcher back on the server area and pulled out his phone. He tapped the screen and put it back in his pocket, chuckling to himself.

“Hey Kat, having a good birthday?” Mina called.

Katsuki looked up, his red eyes full of mischief. “I am Raccoon Eyes.” He looked at the group, his face quickly changed. “Oi, lets get back to work fucking extras.” Everyone scrambled back to their jobs.

Shoto stood his ground, lifting a clipboard. “We need to cross check the shift schedules.” Katsuki stepped up to the other side of the bar and looked at the schedule. “We do have a lot of new people, we need to make sure they are on with our experienced staff.”

Ding Ding

(Deku) On my way Kacchan

Katsuki looked at the text and smiled.

Shoto glanced at him again, “Sounds like you’re having a good birthday.”

“Fucking fantastic,” he grinned, “you should have Dunce Head ask for some ideas from Izuku.” He winked. “Do you want to input these into the system? It looks good to me.”

The door chimed, and Izuku walked into the bar. His face was flushed, his eyes moved around the bar and landed on Kacchan. He smiled weakly.

“Nerd.” Katsuki smiled broadly. He met him halfway across the bar, putting his arm around his shoulders guiding him to a bar stool. He kissed him lightly. “Did you get the apples put away?”

Green curls nodded. “I did.” Dipping his head down he whispered, “thank you.”

“For what?”

“Turning it off in here.”

Katsuki nodded, “thank you nerd.”

“For what?”

“I forgot it was off.” He kissed him again and walked back behind the bar.

“Kacchan, wait.” He tried to grab his t-shirt. Wide green eyes watched as the blonde pulled out his phone.

Coming around the bar, Katsuki held the phone deliberately in his hand. “Would you like a drink nerd?”

Izuku sighed, “Iced tea please.”

“Hey Zuk, glad to see you.” Mina patted his back. She looked at his face and stopped. “Are you okay Zuk?”

“Uh, I am Mina, thanks.”

“Zuk seriously you look really pale but your cheeks are flushed,” she felt his forehead, “are you getting sick.”

“Oi Raccoon Eyes, leave him alone, he’s fine, I promise.”

Mina scowled at Katsuki.

Izuku held her hand, “he’s right Mina, I’m really fine.” She glanced at both, “fuck, you both are doing something sexual.” She rolled her eyes and stalked off.

Katsuki chuckled, setting an iced tea on the counter, he lifted his phone for the nerd to see. “Your choice one time today, what level?”

“You are having way too much fun Kacchan.”

“The highest?”

“No” he panicked, “no, the lowest,” Izuku begged.

“Got it,” Katsuki tapped the phone.

Izuku was prepared this time but he still closed his eyes and sighed, taking a long drink of his tea.

“I’ll go get you some lunch.”

Izuku sat quietly eating his lunch as quickly as possible.

“If you eat too fast, you could get indigestion.” Ochako commented, watching him eat.

Katsuki busted out laughing and went into the back.

Ochako stared after him, she looked back at Izuku, who shrugged, scooping his Katsudon into his mouth. Taking the last bite he drank his iced tea.

“Leaving Deku?” Katsuki came back out with a pile of bar towels.

“Uh, well I have to go to the bakery.”

“I thought that wasn’t until 2:00 pm? I’d like to show you the progress they’re making upstairs.” Katsuki tilted his head to the apartment.

“Kacchan! I would love that.” Izuku eased off the stool carefully and headed to the stairs. He waited for the blonde, who stopped, held up his hand, and pulled out his phone.

“No.” Izuku grabbed the railing of the staircase and clenched his teeth.

“Just a bit more.” Katsuki laughed watching the nerd react to the new level. He took the greenette by the hand. “Let’s go up.” He dragged him up the stairs.

“Not too fast.”

“Hold it tight Babe, don’t lose it.”

“I’m trying.” Izuku hissed.

Kacchan opened the panel and led Izuku into the apartment. Walking into the main room everything was torn down. The entire place was one open space, Midoriya could see all the way into the hall, the floor covered in padding. There were new pipes sticking out of the floor in various places.

Izuku held the blonde’s hand tightly. “Where is everyone?”

“Not sure, they may be outside” They walked to the front door. Down below a crew was constructing the small garage.

“Is the whole hallway gone?” Izuku was so taken by the change, he forgot the tingling.

“Check it out.” Katsuki walked him through the old master bedroom, all of the storage rooms along the hallway were now gone. There were now new wood beams framing the future space. They walked all the way to the staircase.

“See all the new wall frames, this will be our master all the way to the wall, windows will be cut here and here.” There were chalked outlines where windows were being cut.

“I’m glad the stairs are staying, they are so beautiful, plus it will be nice to have another way in from the back.” Izuku was excited looking around their future home, he had struggled to see the blonde’s vision but now stripped down, he understood the layout.

Katsuki wrapped him in a hug and kissed him. “You’re getting distracted, nerd.” He slid his hands down his back and cupped his ass squeezing the cheeks together tight. “I can feel the vibrations.” He whispered into his ear.

Izuku gasped, burying himself into Kacchan’s chest. The hot breath in his ear causing ripples of desire along his neck and back, clashing with the vibrations rumbling deeper through his entire lower body.

“Have I told you how much fun I am having today? Thank you, I love my present Babe. This really is the best birthday so far.”

Izuku was melting, his body was desperate for more. “I can’t make it until tonight, please.”

“Yes you can,” he kissed his green curls. “Just a bit more Babe, you can do it for me.”

The nerd took a shuddering breath, “Okay Kacchan, it just feels so good. You feel so good.” He started kissing the muscled chest.

“Let’s head back down, you have to run to the bakery soon.” Katsuki’s laugh drowned out the nerd’s groan.

The group sat at a table in The Blind Tiger. All of the new servers and bartenders were on shift under their watchful eyes. Katsuki sat in one of the large chairs, the nerd on his lap, he loved that he could feel the soft vibrations on his thigh. He could not imagine how Deku had made it this far, just the tickling on his leg was starting to make him restless. Looking at him though he could see he didn’t have much left in him. He was very flushed, eyes dark with pent up desire and he could only focus for a short period of time.

“One more round everyone?” Shinso stood to get more drinks for the group.

“Not me Shinso, I have to get back to the Explosion.” Mina turned to the blonde. “Happy Birthday Kat,” She handed him a small package.

Bakugou ripped open Mina’s package, inside was a black and orange earring. He looked up questioningly.

“Zuk has a thing for men with earrings, so it’s time I pierced that ear.”

“Do you?” Katsuki looked at the nerd.

Izuku nodded.

“Anytime Raccoon Eyes,” he smiled.

“Let’s do Sunday, it will be quiet then.”

“I’m game.”

Shinso set drinks down in front of everyone. Denki picked up his glass, “cheers to my best friend, how you have managed to become a decent person, I have no clue, but cheers to you anyway.”

“Nice Dunce Head,” Katsuki laughed, “and thanks for the new keychain, I can’t believe you found a replica.” He held up a keychain that had a design similar to the bar logo.

“What’s that?” Izuku looked at it closely.

“It looks like the first keychain I had when I got my bike.”

“Here Bakubro, sorry it’s not wrapped,” Kiri handed him a phone case, “it’s the one we saw online that you liked.”

“This is fucking great, man, I can’t believe you got me stuff.” Katsuki pulled out his phone and pulled off the clear case putting on the new black case with red streaks of lightning. He paused tapping on the phone.

“Kacchan, please don’t,” Izuku whispered, laying his hand on the blonde’s.

Katsuki just smiled and moved his thumb slightly. The nerd buried his face in his shoulder.

“Are you okay Izuku?” Sero asked.

Mina scoffed, “they are up to something today, don’t pay attention to them. I am out, have fun at dinner tonight, if you make it there.” She turned and left the bar.

“One more present, from Shinso and me, tomorrow we are opening for you.” Sero grinned.

“You are?”

“Yep, that way you can stay up late,” they both smirked.

Katsuki smiled, “Fuck, I appreciate that.”

Izuku glanced at Sero, who winked at him, he rolled his eyes, carefully reaching for his drink.

“What are you drinking these days Izuku?” Denki eyed his glass.

“It’s a pea… oh,” he looked at the blonde. “It’s a cosmopolitan.”

Katsuki chuckled.

“It’s a peach cosmo,” Ochakocorrected him, looking at him funny.

“What time are the reservations for dinner?” Katsuki downed the rest of his whiskey.

Izuku pulled out his phone, “we should probably go soon.”

“Thank you everyone, this was fun, but we have to get to dinner.” Katsuki grinned, helping the nerd to his feet, who stood unsteadily and then nodded.

“I think you took a nice pill or something today, Katsuki, you are way too happy.” Denki shook his head.

Bakugou grinned, “I’m having an amazing birthday. Don’t fuck up my bar and I will see you all tomorrow.” Putting his arm around the nerd, he guided him through the bar and out the door.

The group looked at each other.

“What the fuck was that?” Shoto murmured.

They burst out laughing.

As they stepped out of the bar, Izuku tugged Kacchan’s sleeve. “I’ve got to go back to the apartment before dinner really quick.” He was blushing again.

Katsuki cocked a half smile. “Why?”

“Um, because I need to,” freckles disappeared in bright red, “um change.”

Katsuki looked at the nerd, he was wearing black jeans with a soft collared burgundy shirt. “You look great. Why are you changing?”

Izuku glared at him. Leaning very close so no one on the street would see, he grabbed Kacchan’s hand and rubbed his hard cock. “I’ve been dribbling all day,” he whispered.

Katsuki raised his brows, his pants were wet. He laughed again.

“Not funny Kacchan, this is my third pair of pants today.”

“God I love you nerd, let’s go get you fucking cleaned up.”

Izuku sat across from Kacchan at their favorite restaurant.

‘Almost finished’

Izuku was ready to leap on the blonde in the middle of the restaurant. At least Kacchan had turned off the vibrations for the walk to the restaurant. Once at their table though he had turned it back on, low at first but he had been slowly turning up the vibrations over the course of the meal. Now, by the last plate, it had to be close to the highest possible setting. Izuku's body was shaking so hard he could only sit with clenched fists.

“I think we’re finished, should we head home.” Katsuki eyed the nerd wickedly, he looked like he was going to burst.

Izuku shook his head.

“What?”

He leaned forward, “can you turn it down, I can’t walk like this.”

Katsuki smiled, standing he put his arm around the nerd and helped him up. “Just lean on me.”

“Please.”

Katsuki steadied the nerd on his arm, slowly he guided him down the sidewalk back to their apartment. He opened up the door. The nerd launched himself at Bakugou, pushing him in the door, kissing him, sloppy and urgent.

Izuku was beyond any reason, he unbuttoned his pants, shimmying out of his clothes. Grabbing the blonde he dragged him into the bedroom. He turned and popped the buttons on Kacchan’s jeans, tugging them off his hips. Those full lips were on him again, desperate, they clung together falling to the bed.

“Pull it out Kacchan, I promised I wouldn’t. Please fuck me, I need you so badly.”

Katsuki hauled the nerd to the top of the bed, ripping open his shirt, he sucked on his chest, moving across to his nipple he teased and sucked.

“Kacchan, not there, please.” The blonde didn’t stop. With his other hand he teased Izuku’s other nipple, rolling the hard nub in his fingers. Izuku cried out, his skin was more sensitive than ever, the continued vibrations tickling his g-spot with no relief. He bucked against the torment from the hot mouth on his chest.

Katsuki drove the nerd further, who was writhing now, Deku had grabbed his shirt and was trying to forcefully drag him back up. “You’re pretty strong when you’re desperate Babe,” he chuckled as he dipped his head pulling out of the shirt. The frustration on Deku’s face was almost comical as he tossed the shirt in the air. Bakugou’s mouth trailed down to the nerd’s hard cock. “Look how fucking wet you are, I love that you’ve been leaking all day.”

Izuku bucked again, “Fuck Kacchan.”

“You sound like me nerd, I guess this is what edging all day does to you.” He laughed as he licked the juicy cock, “let’s clean this up.” The nerd bucked again, twisting his hips. Kasuki grabbed him to keep him still. He continued licking the shaft, he could feel him bulge as he sucked at the tip, letting his hot mouth slide down, he moved his tongue, letting every inch feel his tongue.

Midoriya was in tears, not one part of his body wasn’t looking for release. Clenching his muscles he could feel the vibrations deeper, harder on his sweet spot. Izuku gritted his teeth and concentrated on the wet mouth on his cock, he would try to orgasm on his own.

Bakugou felt the body under him go rigid, “What’re you doing?” He could see the nerd’s face tight, his body thrusting under his hands. He laughed, “not without me Babe.” He slid his hand down and feeling the small vibrating piece he pulled, it didn’t budge.

“No, I’m so close.” Izuku gasped trying to maintain his focus.

Katsuki pulled harder, the plug slipped out. It was bigger than he had expected, he raised his brows, this was inside him all day? No wonder he was fucking crazy. What his nerd did for him. Pushing his legs apart, he slid his hand down, massaging his soft hole. “Fuck nerd, you’re ready for me.”

Izuku looked up at the blonde finally sliding into him, he was giddy with relief.

Bakugou slid his cock in slowly, the nerd clenched hard. “Relax Babe,” he rubbed his legs.

Relaxing his body, Midoriya was ready for the blonde to finish this fucking hell. He bucked pushing himself down over his full length.

“You are ready.” Bakugou groaned. The nerd was pushing desperately against him, he thrust deep, sliding out along the front of his body right where he knew Deku was begging for release.

The blonde’s hard cock slid against his sweet spot, Midoriya shot off the bed moaning. It was so enlarged from his day that he was convulsing already, his body covered in precum. Tingling shot across his skin, goosebumps pulling his flesh. Kacchan hit deep inside of him, his head felt dizzy. There was nothing but the intense pleasure rippling through him, as the blonde continued his assault.

Katsuki could feel the clenching start deep inside, he knew he was close. He could see Deku’s face lost in pleasure. He kept up his rhythm, sliding in at different angles, catching the nerd’s sweet spot, sometimes just slamming deep. He loved watching the reactions on his face.

“Deeper, Kacchan, please.”

Grinning, Bakugou grabbed both of Deku’s legs and pushed them up, knees hooked on his shoulders. Thrusting deeper he slid back with hips angled to slide hard over the nerd’s g-spot.

He could hear the nerd moaning, his hot body was squeezing him now in waves. He could feel his own release close as well. The greenette’s body started to spasm, the feel of the warm body shuddering around his cock sent him over the edge. He came into the nerd, thrusting as he continued to ejaculate thick streams of cum.

Deku felt the tingling finally explode, the sharp jolt that shot up as Kacchan buried himself, ricocheted through him, he could feel the cum pulling up through his balls, he gasped, his muscles clenching hard, over and over, arching his back, head back he groaned as the gripping orgasm lasted longer than anything he had ever felt. It was over, he fell to the bed gasping, trying to pull breath into his lungs. His muscles ached, everything was still trembling.

Bakugou fell to the bed, he pulled the greenette into his arms. The nerd was still panting, his body shaking, the blonde wrapped his arms around him. He could feel gooseflesh prickling the nerd’s skin. “Are you okay Babe?” He rubbed his back pulling him against his body.

Green curls nodded, but his body jerked as new spasms rocked his body. He buried his face into Kacchan’s chest, damp with sweat. Izuku kissed the hot skin.

“You came really hard.”

Izuku laughed, “I feel like I did a hundred sit ups. I can’t move, my ass is numb from the tingling and I’m a mess.”

“You are a sexy mess, the way I like to make you.”

Soft green eyes looked up, tired and happy.

I’m going to go run the bath and then we can sit in the hot water and soak those muscles for you, okay?” The nerd smiled and nodded, closing his eyes he sighed.

Bakugou jumped off the bed and spotted the plug. Smiling he grabbed it, this was definitely something he planned using on his nerd again.

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Be, My Last(Sin) continued

Photos of Katsuragi and his mother are there for him as payment for dispatching the chemist. He sees the video and clicks it knowing he shouldn’t. The video of Leonardo and the woman having sex cause tears to fall from his eyes. Despite the tears Hideo jerks off to the video unaware a live feed of his cell is being watched by a content Leonardo. He enjoys the pain he inflicts on his dog. Katsuragi’s eyes open to Aizen sleeping in a chair beside the bed, even in sleep he holds the hand of Katsuragi closest to him. Katsuragi smiles at this and closes his eyes. Hideo escapes from prison with nothing but the phone, determined to see his son and wife again.

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heart ❤stopper really made my heart stop ✋😩🙈😭#heartstopper#blromance#nick#charlie#kitconnor#joelocke via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UH_tSH2BqE

[thiefoflight68]

Just wrote another chapter of my fanfic and loved this scene of them on Christmas Eve at the Christmas market. Baku is getting ready to ask Izuku to marry him later at dinner and he’s been nervous all day.

Chapter 25

Open for Business, Explosion Bar & Grill

They emerged from the station to the downtown streets. The entire area was decorated with ribbons, garland and lights. They walked to the central plaza, the smell of food drifting enticingly in the air. Izuku’s stomach growled louder.

“I better feed you fast before you die.” Bakugou whispered into the nerd’s ear. He could see him shudder in reaction. He loved how sensitive he was, he traced his small ear with a gloved finger.

“Kacchan’” Izuku gasped, the tickling waves of gooseflesh prickling along his neck. He suddenly wanted to turn back, head home and feel more of what the blonde could do to him.

“I see a noodle stall over there, let’s start there.” Katsuki tugged the nerd towards the food.

They wandered the crowded stalls, sampling everything that smelled good. Izuku even found spiked hot chocolate. “Just one Kacchan,” he begged. He sipped the hot liquid, feeling the burn of the alcohol.

They wandered into the artist’s area, Midoriya found a stall with wood carvings. Walking into the small stall, he waved Katsuki over, “look,” he held up an intricate dragon carved out of a small piece of wood. “It looks like you.”

“Me?” Bakugou looked at the scowling face of the dragon. “Do I look that angry all the time?”

Izuku laughed, “He’s not angry! Look at him, he’s smiling.”

“He looks angry.”

Green eyes sparkled, “that’s because you are looking at him like he’s a human.”

“Nerd, that makes no sense.”

“He’s a dragon Kacchan, if you see him for what he is, a dragon, then you can see he’s smiling. But if you look at him as something else then all you can see is a fierce scowl.” He turned the dragon around, “he’s actually really happy. That is just how a dragon looks.” He was staring intently at the small wood sculpture.

The world was suddenly sucked away, only those jade eyes and that sculpture were left, Katsuki’s heart hammering. The cold air expanded in his lungs so that he could barely breathe. His hand laid on the nerd’s arm, the other hand moved to his pocket. He felt the small ring box still tucked in his pocket.

“Papa?” The small blonde boy sat on the big lap of his grandfather, leaning a bruised and bandaged face against the sturdy chest. Large arms were moving as his grandfather carefully whittled the wood in his hand.

“Hmmm”

“Why do I always get into fights?”

A deep chuckle rumbled in the chest. The hands expertly moved the knife to work the stick.

“Papa?”

“Hmmm”

“I wasn’t trying to be mean, why did he hit me?”

The chest expanded as his grandfather took a deep breath. “Katsuki, you’re special.”

“I don’t feel special.” the boy whispered. The hands stopped, carefully setting the knife and wood down. One hand rested on his head, the other held his small hands. “Maybe he thought you were being mean.” The voice was deep, soothing. The hand stroked the spiky blonde hair.

“Well I just told him he was going get hurt, he was being stupid trying to pet that dog. When I grabbed his hand, he punched me!” The bottom lip stuck out further, small tears fell from his red eyes. “I can’t help it if he was dumb.”

“Hmmm”

Katsuki sat still letting his tears fall, the warmth of his grandfather surrounding him. He began to play with the ring on the big hand.

“What’s this Papa?”

“My ring?” The rumbling chuckle again, “you know what it is.”

“You made this for you and Mimi, right?”

“I did.”

“Mom says Mimi was afraid of you when you first met her.” The big hands moved away, picking up the wood and began to whittle again. “I’m sorry.” the boy whimpered.

“Why are you sorry Katsuki?”

“I thought I upset you, like I do to others sometimes.”

“No boy, you don’t upset me, I just think better when I move my hands.” He flicked some small strips of wood off quickly. “She was.”

Red eyes rounded, “She was?? How come she married you if she was afraid of you?”

“Well, she took the time to figure out who I was.”

“That you aren’t scary?”

“To you and to her, to my family, I’m not, because you see me for who I am, but sometimes to others, they see me as something else, kind of like you.”

“I’m scary?”

“To those that don’t take the time to know you.” Quick shallow cuts continued as small bits of wood fell to the ground. “But to those who really care, they will see what I see.”

“What do you see Papa?” the blonde stared at those big hands moving.

The old man turned the wood in his hand, he held it up so Katsuki could see the slowly emerging design from the simple piece of wood, the body of a dragon. “You are like me boy, a dragon and only those that understand dragons can love you.”

“Kacchan?” Izuku looked at the blonde. He looked pale again, placing a gloved hand on the beautiful face Midoriya kissed his cheek. “Are you there?”

Red eyes blinked, suddenly he grabbed the greenette and kissed him, a deep but tender kiss. Deku blushed.

“We’re in public.” Izuku glanced around.

“I don’t give a xxxx nerd.” Bakugou pulled him harder against his body, kissing him again, softer though, lips sucking lightly, tongue tasting hot chocolate and alcohol. “You taste good.”

Izuku felt the warmth sweep through his body. “I always love how you taste Kacchan.” He carefully set the dragon down. The blonde picked it up and walked to the older man standing in the far corner by the small heater. He walked back with a small bag in his hand.

“I guess this is your next Christmas present.” Katsuki looked away, heat flushing his skin.

Kacchan stuck the bag out, Izuku took the offered present, he gaped, the blonde was blushing red all across his beautiful skin. “Th-thank you.” He took the bag gingerly. “I really like that piece.”

“Me too.” He grabbed the nerd’s hand and pulled him back out into the walkway. They walked quietly hand in hand.

[bestwishes1986]

Be My Last

The dark as velvet night sky was full of stars with the large full moon shining down the evening Aizen Renald decided to take his own life. The beautiful Thai twenty one year old young man stood on the expansive blue bridge that stood above the dark swirling waters that ran through the metropolis of Avalon in the state of Washington. The sounds of cars driving, staling, honking all were so bombastic to his ears as he stood behind the fire engine red guard rail. His sleepy brown eyes were closed as he pressed his large hands to the cold metal railing. To Aizen the sounds of the city were reaching a rising crescendo that might have been an effect of the Valium and Codeine he had taken to steel his resolve to die this night.

The Newspapers had called Aizen “The Boy Who Has Everything” even though by all accounts he was a man. Heir to a multi-million dollar company, handsome, large in frame with only a trace of body fat on him. He was the object of many eye's affections. But none of it mattered to him now, not the money, not the women, only one man who his father had forbid him from ever seeing again. He remembers that afternoon he had come to the drawing room in the vast mansion he lived in with his parents. The splendor of the room had felt wrong to him as he entered it. The walls lined with books some leather bound medical diaries, others books of fiction. The day had been like many others, normal save his growing anticipation of seeing the American man who had stolen his heart at the end of it. It was only for a few stolen hours but it felt like lifetimes and as short as a series of seconds to him at the same time. The room was polished and so clean, every surface gleamed but that had not been what was off about it. Tall, muscular and sex on legs Victor Richards sat on the chaise looking at the ground when he entered. Aizen had stood in complete shock, for eleven months their relationship had been kept a secret.

Panic had grown inside Aizen as he ran to his lover and crouched next to the man. Aizen had tried to get Victor to raise his head, to look at him. Begged, tears were growing at the corners of his eyes but he didn't know why, the panic rotting inside his chest to dread as Victor sat so still. When Aizen had cupped his face and pressed his lips to Victor's it had happened. The stone statue that had been Victor came to life it felt to Aizen as strong hands shoved him back with such force he had fallen to the ground. Victor rose and the foot to Aizen's stomach had been so unexpected all he could do was cry out. It happened again, and again until finally a strong voice spoke,

“That's enough.” Aizen's blood had run cold at this. It was his father's voice. Aizen curled into a fetal position, gritting his teeth, shame and dread ran through his veins as his mind tried to comprehend what was happening.

“Aizen, look at me.” the deep rumble of a voice said. Aizen remained in the position, angry tears running down his face, blood in his mouth, the kicks had done their work on his body.

“Make him look at me,” the voice said and Aizen felt the strong fingers that had once touched his body in places no other had done before, snake into his thick dark hair and wrench him up. He had cried out at this, gripped the thick wrist of the man as he was forced to look at his father. Leonardo Renald and Aizen share similar physiques, both large men with wide shoulders and slender waists, long arms and the same caramel skin. While Aizen was pretty for a man, Leonardo was menacing and rough with a chiseled physique and square jaw, pronounced cheek bones and eyes similar to a wolf's. His hair shaved almost to the scalp. He wore a tailored for him dark suit with silver cuff links.

“Did you think you could hide your disgusting actions from me my son,” Leonardo asked in a calm, cold voice before he crossed the distance of the drawing room in long strides and backhanded his son so hard Aizen saw stars as he was wrenched from the grasp. His hair falling from Victor's fingers.

“Take your money and go.” Leonardo stated coldly as he walked back to the mahogany wood chair with it's soft pearl white cushions and sat with his legs crossed. Victor nodded and walked to the coffee table and took the briefcase. Aizen watched the exchange from where he lay on the carpet, his lower half of his face bloody from his broken nose.

“The full sixty thousand,” Victor asked as the click of the case being open was heard.

“And the plane ticket for Brisbane, if I hear you are back in America again I will kill you without warning.” Leonardo said as a warning as he took a cigarette from a golden case and a lighter from his pocket. He lit the tip and watched his son.

“My life for his sexy ass, trust me, we won't see each other again.” Victor said. Each word had been a blade to Aizen cutting him deep, to the bone It felt. His large eyes looked up at his father from where he lay on floor. The look of pure disgust from the man who was his father was enough to fill him with the deepest shame.

All the plans Aizen and Victor had made were discarded leaves from trees in the presence of sixty thousand dollars. That had been what had gotten Victor to get on the plane and fly out of his life, paid for by his father. That had been what his love was worth, sixty thousand dollars.

Large angry tears dripped down from his eyes along his tan skin as he gasped for air as the memory faded back into his mind. There had never been any pain he had felt in compare to this broken heart he now suffered. So he had resigned himself to dying as a way to know some form of comfort from the harshness of being in love. Sleeping all day, wandering the city at night had done little to quiet his tortured mind. His time in bars with beautiful women on his lap had done things to his body but not his mind. He tried so many drugs, been inside so many people male and female, but nothing had done more than lead to this moment. Standing in the most expensive suit he owned, a solitary insult to his father Aizen let out a shuddered breath. The world would not miss him, because in all honesty the only people in his life besides Perthnan had all wanted to use him. He thought of him then, that tall skinny man with golden skin and large bright eyes, He had said to contact him if he needed anything. But this time Aizen had chosen not to, he didn't want to be stopped. He only wanted the hurt to stop.

In that moment he felt it, a soft tug on the back of his pants. His dulled mind took seconds to comprehend the foreign touch and as he did and pressed a hand to his backside he felt the flatness of his hip where his wallet should be. Confused he felt the front of his thigh and felt the lack of his phone. He had been robbed. Looking up to his left he saw a small hooded man walking away from him.

“Hey...you!” he called out, his voice thick with the drugs in his system as he walked toward the man. The man had heard him and broke into a sprint down the bridge. Aizen was furious, taking off after him. The loud sound of their foot fall on the metal side of the bridge echoed into his head like bombs and he did not care about anything in this moment but catching the person bold enough to steal from him. They ran across the meters of bridge to the other side where the man leaped from the side of it onto a hill and ran down the grass to the adjourning jogging path that curved around into the city park.

“Fucking stop! Thief!” Aizen growled, his deep voice livid and slurred as he came to the same railing. Without thinking he swung his large frame over it and fell into the blackness of the downward slope. He tried to keep his footing as he went down the hill but fell, rolling foot over head the rest of the way. He spilled onto the cement and felt pain blooming from many areas on him but did not care. He rose to his feet and looked from one direction to the other and saw the man scramble past pedestrians walking along the path. With a growl as feral as a dog's he took off after him. The adrenaline coursing through his veins burned through the drugs slowing his mind and his instincts took over,

When he had attended Avalon United High School he had been the star basketball player when not running track. His haphazard sprinting form switched to a synchronized running, his legs pumping a measured rhythm, his arms pistoning at his sides as he moved like a perfect machine. He dodged women with their dogs, leaped over babies in strollers the way he had over hurdles. His eyes on the man who he was gaining on.

People were being shoved out of the thief's way as Aizen continued his sprint forward. He knew he should be concerned with their safety but slowing would mean he lost the man and he refused to be beaten by some commoner who thought so little of him that he could be stolen from. The path gave way to the brightly lit streets of Gramercy as they entered the downtown area. The man stopped at the street as night traffic moved in front of him, before dashing into it. Aizen refused to slow, keeping his eyes on the passing cars he entered the four lane traffic. He moved in between cars, knowing to stop when some one almost hit him. He felt the wind against him but moved on as cars honked angrily at him until he was across the street and still in pursuit of the man. They were entering the restaurants area of downtown with it's,many places to hide and Aizen was getting a bad feeling about this. It was as if this had been the man's destination all along.

Aizen was assaulted by the sweet and savory smells of the food coming from every location as he sprinted after the man. He noticed here the man wasn't shoving anyone, but weaving in and around them. It was concerning and then the man took a sharp left and Aizen slowed to a stop. His brown bangs pasted to his forehead with sweat as he took short breaths, his lungs were burning and he felt the familiar tightness of his core as he looked down the side area of shops. Many had ornate sidings and signage against dark bricks. Some signs written in Turkish, others Chinese, a few Czech. He hadn't seen the man's face so he didn't know which to enter first. A dread filled him as he walked down the sidewalk slowly. Glancing at the glass windows and signs, his handsome face pruned up in a frown as he knew he had been beaten and lost the thief.

Meanwhile

Loud shouting and the hustle of a normal saturday night at the Jade Garden Chinese Restuarant were what had greeted Katsuragi as he entered the back of house area. None of it mattered as he gasped for breath near the back massive refrigerators in the kitchen area. His mother with her strong voice was shouting so close to his ears he wondered if she thought him deaf. She was furious with him for missing his shift at the restaurant but the passion in her voice told him it was deeper than that. His hood yanked away by her as his sweat covered face came into view. His sharp eyes met hers and he felt his disappointment as her eyes had a knowing to them that said she thought he was up to no good. It had always been this way, she assumed the worse of him. It usually was justified but he made it impossible for her to discover what he did not in her presence. She spoke in Chinese to him calling him a bastard, her small fists pounded on his hunched over back as he gripped his knees and tried so hard to get his heart to calm down.

“MA!” He shouted at the top of his lungs and for a moment everyone in the back of house froze to stare at him. His mother, a small woman in her forties covered her mouth in shock. He had never raised his voice to her, never not after what Father had done to her. But as she took steps back from him in horror and a few rice cooks left their station to crowd her and offer comfort, the feeling of guilt drowned him. He felt caged, his emotions playing along the strings of his heart so soon after being chased through the park. All he wanted was some peace, but there was no way to articulate this. Three sets of eyes were on him, casting silent accusations at him. Katsuragi couldn't deal with them and stomped away to the stairs that led to the second floor living area. No one called after him, the three women were too busy speaking in hushed tones to his mother.

Katsuragi was reminded of the last time he had seen his father, he had been so small then. A boy really, watching his father smack his mother as she shouted at him to stay and help run the restaurant. The man had shouted back at her and it was as if their was a storm in the kitchen as he ranted at her and raged. The cooks had brandished knives at him and ladles and demanded he leave. Hideo had, gone out the back door and the women and men placed their cooking utensils down and crowded the woman.

He growled in anger as he burst through his door and slammed it behind him. Yes in the past he had fucked up. The cops had brought him home so many times in his youth, but he was an adult now. Just because he hadn't shown up for his shift, come bursting in, that didn't mean his mama had to assume the worst of him did it? Rubbing his hands through his light brown wild hair and pacing back and forth around his bedroom all he wanted was to go back down and apologize but as he reached into his pockets he had sewn into the inside of his jacket and tossed four wallets on his bed, two Rolex's and five cell phones. He knew she was right to cry, he was no good, useless just like his father. It was all his father had taught him to do as a child in Avalon, how to walk through a crowd of people and rob everyone by the time he was across the room.

Dropping to the ground he wiped sweat from his brow and wasn't surprised when his small white ball of fluff came slinking out from beneath his bed. The kitten had been a stray he had begged his mother to allow him to have. He had gotten him all his shots and maintained his cat box himself. The cat hopped up into his lap and rubbed against his chest purring. Katsuragi rubbed the back of the cat's the neck gently and smiled in spite of the turmoil of guilt and stress he felt. Being with Marshmallow the cat always made him feel like things weren't as bad as he believed them to be. Even if the things wrong were made by his own hands.

When Marshmallow leaped from his lap to go the door as the sound of his mama's whaling could be heard reminding Katsuragi of the world outside his door, he sighed and turned his back on it and looked at the wallets. It would be a stretch to say he could tell who had owned the wallets he stole. But as he looked at them, he remembered the sexy sad man on the bridge. His tears had been why he had stolen the wallet in the first place. He had been walking the way home from the docks when he had seen him. The stars and moon had shined above the tall man and his tears glistened to him. So as he passed he had slipped his hand along the outside of his pants, pushed the wallet up and grabbed it as he moved. How had he known the man would give chase, they never did.

He opened each wallet, looking at the ids inside until he came to his. Sliding the ID up and out he let the wallet back down and looked at the stern looking face of Aizen Renald. The frown on his face in the photo made Katsuragi forget the situations beyond his control outside his door. He looked at the brown bangs curling over the broad forhead. The soft looking eyebrows and the eyes that reminded him of a sleepy dog made him sigh. Staying there, silently enjoying the small photo he wondered what the man was doing now outside his home. Searching for him? Given up and gone home? He wouldn't know tonight he thought before reaching between his legs and pulling up a loose floor board. He placed each item inside it and kept the ID out, He crawled into his bed and placed the card under his pillow.

[bestwishes86]

2Gether The Series

It's rare that I actually hate a show, I can't think of one I actually do hate. But #2gethertheseries is that show. Let's ignore the amount of Thai star power in the show and focus on the fact that the main character is as dumb as a sack of rocks. Tine, is a typical dude with a history of dating the wrong girl and he believes college will fix this. He will find "The One". That's the premise, so day one after lying about being above everything he said he was about at the start of the ep to fang. He goes to meet his secret admirer who ends up being Green. Green is a Tootsie gay(flamboyant) who kicks butt, seems nice and over the top gay stereotype who is determined to date Tine. Tine has tried to say no many times but decides to take Green on a fake date to the school so they can get jumped by three thugs carrying cleaning supplies as weapons(cause a mop can kill). Green surprises the four idiots by being a martial artist and effortlessly deals with them. Why did I say Four? Cause the three are Tine's nameless friends, cause seriously despite his friends being played by BL alumni I didn't catch a single name. So the four idiots decide the best way to get Green to stay away from Tine is to find a fake boyfriend. And for whatever reason none of the 3 friends are good choices because.....(because that would make fucking sense) this leads to them deciding the hottest, most popular, rock star (literally) of the school should be the fake boyfriend. Cause somehow that makes plausible sense. Hijinks ensue and Sarawat (hot dude) actually flirts with Tine(finally something original). And here you would think that Tine would actually I don't know...not be a complete Prat and take him up on his offer to kiss him til he drops. Use him to get Green off his perverbial dick and then say 'kidding, I want a girlfriend". But nah that would be easy I guess. Cause what ensues is some BL fan level stocking ending with him breaking his phone and who cares this show is literally almost as badly written as "My Tee" where unless you find the mains super attractive and don't take it seriously. You're going to be like me super annoyed by how something with this high a production value was made over the many independent shows that are better written. Skip it or like me wait for the sexiest man from Theory of Love to attempt to gay that one dude from 3 Will Be Free. Than watch only those scenes

[noramoya]

•WWX, “Lan WangJi... Lan WangJi, what am I, for you ?! Can’t you leave me in peace ?!! •LWJ, “What AM I, for you ?! •WWX, “Sometime ago I considered you my Twin-Soul”... •LWJ, “I STILL am !” CAN’T REMEMBER WHICH EPISODE WAS THIS SCENE ••• ANYBODY REMEMBER ?!

#TheUntamed #ChineseTVSeries #XiaoZhan #WangYibo #WeiYing #LanZhan #Bromance #BLromance #

SONG : “LOOK AFTER YOU”, THE FREY •••

If I don't say this now, I will surely break, As I'm leaving the one I wanna take ... Forgive the urgency, but hurry up and wait, My heart has started to separate ...

There now, steady love, so few come and don't go. Will you won't you, be the one I always know? When I'm losing my control, the city spins around... You're the only one who knows, you slow it down.

If ever there was a doubt ... My love she leans into me . This most assuredly counts ... She says most assuredly .

It's always have and never hold, You've begun to feel like home, yeah ... What's mine is yours to leave or take ... What's mine is yours to make your own.

https://youtu.be/1iYOOuJLuaY

[lutawolf]

Can someone check for me please?

Can someone check and see if all three parts are showing up now? I wrote three parts and didn't realize that only one part was showing up.

Update. It is showing all three parts. Thank you everyone for looking. I really appreciate it! 💜💜💜

[bestwishes1986]

Bite (Ourselves short)

Eating Finger

The pair of men ran into the open door as fast as they could as screams and yells followed them. The acrid stench of blood and gore and puss filled their noses as Keaton grabbed the door and slammed it shut on hands inside the space between the frame and the wooden door. A chorus of screams met his aggression and he numbly listened to their agony before they slid out of the space. He shut it and turned the lock before pressing his forehead against the wood.

There had been no way to know everyone in the square was going to turn into lunatics. The way they had turned on each other, ripping out eyes and limbs in the time it had taken him to grab one of Zhao's hands and pull the man to his feet. The park square they had met in was now a swirling scene of grotesque violence.

He hadn't cared he didn't have a claim on the man, all he had cared about was getting him to safety. All that adrenaline had fled his blood stream as fast as it had come and he was feeling his body protesting finally to the movements he had made a moment again. He gasped for breath, his eyes closed as he counted to ten. His gasps becoming deep breaths as his heart continues it rapid pace. It felt as if the organ would explode at any moment.

Keaton's mind filled with dread, panic, and fears as the hands slammed against the wood. The sound of screams growing louder and more desperate. It was a panic attack as his mind kept flashing thoughts, mental images of his body ripped open. Of Zhao's and him unable to protect either of them.

A cool hand on his arm caused him to freeze moments before he slammed his own head into the wood out of pure frustration. As a caged animal would against bars he wasn’t used to. Keaton turned slowly to look into the red eyes before him. Zhao was bleeding down the left side of his head where his ear had been torn off. Keaton wanted to do something. It wasn’t like him to not have a plan but Zhao’s eyes were causing him to be unable to form a plan.

“We are going to sit down and think of something,” Zhao said and his pain stricken face remained resolute until the taller man nodded and together they slumped against the wall watching the door a few steps away from them. Zhao gingerly touches his hole where his ear had once been. Each press of his fingertips causes him to wince and Keaton to grow more angry.

“Escape plan,” Zhao said through gritted teeth. Keaton has looked around the room and saw that it was a simple room with no windows or other doors, no ventilation shaft. Just three gray walls and a door.

“I’ve got nothing,” Keaton responded as he rubbed the back of his head furiously causing his hair to fall infront of his eyes.

“I need to eat. If I were stronger we could get out, I could get us out.” Zhao said, his voice weaker as his blood ran down the side of his neck into his shirt.

“Bite me!” Keaton said and Zhao looked at him horrified. The two hadn’t discussed it, the shared knowledge that Zhao was demon. Keaton has figured it out on his own but the two had never had a conversation on it. But Keaton looked at him with determination in his eyes.

“Absolutely not. Anything I could do to you might kill you.” Zhao said and Keaton ignored those words as he looked at his fingers. He had already resolved himself to dying here in this room and if he could manage to help Zhao keep them alive he would. He grabbed his left middle finger with his right and without doubt bent it back hard. The joint pressed against the skin from being forced forward, Keaton shouted in pain while Zhao was transfixed on him.

“There’s no time for your angsty bullshit. Bite it off. Eat it. And get us the hell out of here,” Keaton said between gasps of breath. Beads of sweat appearing on his brow.

Zhao reaches with trembling hands for his and looked at the finger pointing away from the others. He let out an exhale as he leaned down and opened his mouth. Running the under side of tongue along the skin of the finger he tased it. Looking up at Keaton who watched him unblinking. The two shared a moment of solidarity as Keaton opened his mouth, Zhao closed his on the finger.

“I love you.” Keaton said as teeth tore through skin, veins, over and over until finally Zhao tore away the last tendrils of skin holding it the rest of the hand. Keaton had screamed, had made a white knuckle fist and pounded the floor so many times his knuckles were bloody but he did not fight Zhao. He rocked back and forth, breathing in short gasps. But as Zhao swallowed the finger, Keaton’s eyes closed and he slid to the right on his side in a heap of limbs and torso. Blood squirting from the wound as Zhao’s ear grew back by magic only blood could create. Ripping a section of his shirt away from the bottom he tied it around the hand at an awkward angle. The blood and flesh were coursing through him, he felt more alive in these moments then he had in years.

He shivered as he stood, his blood pounding in his ears as he felt the shivers of the change run through his body. Small spurts of pain exploded on either side of his skull as white bone stabbed out of skin and curved into the horns of a Ram. He listened with ears sharper than any human. He could hear the bodies outside the door. Could count their heartbeats to know there were five more coming first join the other twenty. His lips grew into a smile as he opened the door and shoved his way out.

He tore through the bodies like they were made of paper. His hands gripping arms and necks as he pulled them free of their bodies. He didn’t care who it was, what it was. He didn’t need to know. His only thought was that in less than an hour Keaton would be dead. Keaton would not die. His eyes flowed red as he continued his massacre unperturbed by anyone who fell before him screaming.

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[xoxo-inoj]

Jaemin ♾ Hae-Soo

Practicing coloring and shading again with this cute pose 🥰

PS. I still hate coloring/shading and also feet 😂🤷🏻‍♀️

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