CW: Explicit language, graphic sexual content.
When Rin opens his eyes, he finds himself in his bed. He stares at the ceiling for a good while, mind blank and heart cold.
There’s something not quite right.
Though he has returned to his body, he feels ill at ease. As if his body no longer fit him. He feels too different. Too rough. The shape of his soul has changed.
A dull throb in his left arm rouses him. He sits upright and checks the bandage wrapped securely around his wrist.
Ah, that’s right. The soulwalking ritual.
It’s night. Long past sundown, judging by the height of the waxing moon. Rin stares at Luna through the open window. Summer breeze tickles his face. When he turns away from the sight, he feels unsettled.
The little lord sits beside his bed in a plush armchair, dozing quietly. Someone had draped a blanket over his lap, keeping the chill at bay. Perhaps Healer Wu.
Jun appears far better than before. The colour has returned to his complexion and his breath comes strong and steady. His robes are slightly dishevelled and his collar hangs loose, giving him a rather relaxed and casual air. Oaken lashes flutter upon his cheeks as he dreams.
The raven absently takes Jun’s hand into his own, stroking his knuckles as he hums a song that lingers in his mind.
After a few minutes, his own eye droops close and he drifts, seeing nothing, feeling nothing. Just the cumulative aches and pains gathered in his battered body.
Generous lips plant a tender kiss upon his slender fingers. His tired eye flutters open to meet golden orbs, they so emotive and passionate.
“Hello,” Rin mumbles, a little deliriously.
Jun smiles and leans over, pressing another kiss on the raven’s forehead. He brings with him the faint scent of spiced chestnut and medicinal herbs. “Good evening. How do you feel?”
“…Sleepy. You?”
“Better. Much better, thanks to you.”
Rin sighs his relief, leaning back against the headboard. “You don’t feel her?”
“Not at all.” There’s a hint of disappointment in the lord’s tone.
“That’s a good thing,” Rin mutters, rubbing at his eye with his free hand. “If she possessed you for any longer, you could have died.”
“I know. Which is why she left.” The little lord stares down at their intertwined hands. The bandaged wrist with specks of blood leaking through. “I miss her already, Rinnie,” he says, quietly. Hurt cracks his voice. “I want my mother back. I want her alive so that I can touch her. Speak with her. I want to be able to say a proper farewell to her. A proper chance to let her know how thankful I am.”
Rin squeezes Jun’s hand in silent comfort.
The noble exhales shakily and Rin’s cheek, feeling his warmth. His presence. “If not for you, I would be utterly alone.”
“That’s not true,” the raven protests, frowning. “You have Mira and Lee. And your blueblood friends back at the palace. You got Teacher Hak. That old fart, Wu. And all the servants adore you. You’re surrounded by people.”
“Yes, yes I am,” Jun murmurs, running his fingers through those wild sable locks. Rin tilts his head into the touch, every stroke melting the ice encasing his heart. “I may be surrounded by people, but that does not mean I am not alone. It is you, Rinnie, who allows me to see my own worth. You are the colour of my life.”
Rin huffs and averts his gaze, cheeks burning.
Is he truly not a passing fancy? A vapid infatuation to be discarded when he’s all used up?
Does he dare believe otherwise?
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Trepidation flits across his flushed features.
He does dare. Despite everything he knows and everything he’s experienced, he trusts Jun. And though he’s greatly perturbed by this fact, even if he were to be scorned and betrayed by sunrise, he finds that he is willing to bear the pain that comes. Because to be without Jun is a prospect far more terrifying.
The uncertainty then, lies with the little lord. Does he feel the same way I do?
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“Rinnie,” Jun interjects the raven’s jumbled rambling, his brows knit together in confusion. “What are you trying to say?”
Rin exhales sharply, fingers digging painfully into Jun’s hand. “Fuck, I was getting there! It’s just…the marriage thing. You have a choice. Not just bluebloods.”
“…” Jun cocks his head, eyes squinting as he attempts to decipher his friend’s enigmatic words. “A choice?”
“Yes, a fucking choice!” Rin growls, his entire face turned crimson. Sweat trickles from his temples. “You don’t have to marry a blueblood!”
“Ah…I see…” Jun blinks at the irascible youth, clearly not understanding his meaning.
“No, you don’t see! Fuck! Gods fucking–” Rin grabs the lord’s face between his palms, smushing his cheeks as he yanks him close. Their breaths mingle, Rin’s torrid, and Jun’s light and steady. The Rat trembles, heart pounding so hard that Jun can clearly feel his pulse through his delicate fingertips.
“I’m trying to say…” He gnashes his teeth in frustration, tears inexplicably springing to the corner of his eye. “I’m-I’m trying to say that y-you can marry me, alright? If you want to. I wouldn’t be totally against the idea. So. That’s that. That’s all I wanted to fucking say.”
Rin smashes his mouth onto the stunned lord’s, forcing a short and violent kiss, before tearing himself away. He pulls the bed sheet over his head and flips onto his side, turning his back on Jun.
He broils in his silent panic. Shitshitshitshitshitshit–
Gentle hands tugs the sheet away from his body. He flinches and curls into himself, squeezing his damp eye shut.
Those gentle hands slip around his form and drag him towards the edge of the bed where Jun has sat himself. The lord arches over Rin, resting his weight upon his forearm. The latter is trapped within the cage of his strong arms, unable to do anything but glare up at those honeyed pools for eyes.
“Yes.” The syllable comes in a husky voice, laden with heavy emotion.
Rin’s heart skips a beat. His breath stutters.
Jun smiles and nudges the raven onto his back so that he can better see his face. The space between them shrinks as the lord tenderly kisses Rin. The raven loses himself in the sweet sensation and he whines softly against Jun’s mouth.
“Yes, Rinnie,” Jun rumbles when they part. He kisses each corner of those plump lips, beneath his pitch eye and silken patch, the tip of his flushed nose, between his brows, his clammy forehead, and cherry chin. He pecks every inch of that beautiful face, scars and unblemished skin alike, loving on him, treasuring him.
His lips trail downwards.
A well placed kiss upon the scarred side of his neck draws a short moan from Rin. He shivers and tilts his head away from Jun, pushing his knuckles against his traitorous mouth.
“But…aren’t you scared…that she’s right…?” he asks, voice muffled. “What if I ruin you? What if I ruin the Hwan name?”
Jun raises his head, pausing in his affections to give his love a simmering look. “I would discard my name in an instant, if it meant I could be with you.”
Rin’s heart flutters and he squeezes his eye shut, tears rolling free from the cages of his lashes.
His robes are carefully tugged open, exposing his bare chest. Pillowy lips continue littering his skin with kisses, accompanied by the lord’s breath huffing hotly through his nose.
There’s a palpable hesitation before those lips graze his buttons. The right, then the left. Rin twitches and intakes sharply, his blush deepening in clear pleasure.
Jun pushes out a deep breath when he sees the raven react so strongly to such a light touch. So he tries again, this time pinching the left button between his lips.
Another sharp gasp. The faintest of tremours.
Intrigued, the lord experiments with his tongue. He flicks the nub and swirls his tongue around, and he’s pleasantly surprised by how quickly it hardens. For his effort, he’s rewarded with a soft moan and a raised chest. More, Rin seems to be telling him. I want more.
And so he obliges. He nibbles, licks, and kisses both nubs until they are stiff and swollen, abused a deep cherry pink.
Rin’s left moaning and squirming under his mouth, his visage increasingly provocative and adorable. When he can’t take the teasing any longer, the raven struggles upright to disrobe, tossing the garment aside.
He sits there in the nude, panting lightly as he glares at the shaken lord with a heavy lidded eye. Firelight splashes across his lithe form, painting one half of his body a rich, flickering gold. His scars are exceptionally raised and distinct, lending only to his breathtaking visage.
Jun stares at his love, dumbstruck. And for once, Rin doesn’t seem to mind those roaming eyes. He flinches when he feels those goldens weigh upon his already hard length, a single bead of desire leaking from the slit.
Rin pushes his thighs together and grabs Jun’s arm, fingers digging painfully into his firm bicep. He wears a helpless expression, uncharacteristically vulnerable. It squeezes Jun’s heart to the point of agony. How could he ever resist such a powerful force?
With a chest-shaking rumble, Jun runs a hand down the raven’s side, pausing at the deep curve of his hip to press his thumb into the jutting bone. The sensitive nerves there flare and Rin jolts with a groan.
Jun continues on, palming the soft thigh, tracing his languid lines, until he slips his hand beneath. He raises the knee into a peak, forcing Rin against the headboard. Sable lashes quiver in anticipation as Jun lowers his head.
The lord leaves another tender trail from knee to foot, slowly running his palm along the plush underside of Rin’s leg. Calloused fingers roll over the calf and come to ring his slim ankle. Without thinking, Jun scoops up his love’s pale foot, so delicate and small, and he presses his lips two inches above his toes.
Rin bites down on his lower lip, eye gaping down at the man kissing his foot. This is a first for him. He’s but a mere Rat from the Slums, no better than shit at the bottom of the fifth lord’s shoe.
And yet, here he is. Kissed upon his foot as if he were a god, and Jun, a devotee in worship.
“Little lord…” Another kiss, this time directly upon his toes, and lightning zips through his nerves from foot to groin. He pants sharply and knocks his head back, unable to bear the weight of those simmering goldens gazing up at him.
“I want to know,” Jun husks, running his hand over that plump thigh. He’s astonished by how much like satin Rin’s skin is, even with the scars puckering his flesh. “I want you to teach me how to please you.”
“Mm…” Rin hums, smiling faintly as he’s petted by the lord. Those calloused hands feel so good on his skin. His cock twitches and swells, now steadily leaking his desire. “Why don’t you just let me take care of you, little lord? You’re not fully recovered yet–”
“Please, Rinnie. I want this.” He kisses the inside of his supple thigh, a bold display of his passions. “Will you show me?”
The raven stifles a groan as his pelvis clenches in pleasure. He’s already in such a pathetic state. If he doesn’t find his release soon, he might jump the little lord himself.
“…Fine,” he says, breathlessly. “I’ll show you.”
Jun lifts his head from between his knees and shoots him a dazzling smile. “Thank you, Rinnie.”
“But you have to tell me what you’re not comfortable with.”
“Anything. As long as it is for you, then I am comfortable with anything.”
“Even with using your mouth?” Rin challenges, raising a brow.
Jun flushes deeply and quickly nods. “Of course.” In fact, his jaw has been aching in need ever since he laid eyes upon Rin’s length. Without any obstruction or the blindness of passion, he can entirely enjoy its appearance – creamy and silken with a hint of strawberry pink flushed in the tip. He had never seen such a pretty cock before in his life. And he’s never wanted to taste one as keenly as he does now.
“So eager…” Rin can’t help but smirk, but the lord’s sincere expression kills most of his desire to bully the man. “Then show me, little lord. How would you pleasure me?”
Jun nods with a determined glint in his eyes, as if he were about to plunge into the depths of war. The raven stifles a laugh and watches Jun disappear back between his legs. Two soft kisses upon his inner thighs has him sighing in pleasure.
Strong hands come to clutch either knees, tugging them apart. Rin resists with a curled smile, only acquiescing once the lord’s tugs grow forceful. “Hm. So you do know how to take control, then?”
But Jun’s already bringing his mouth to that weeping cock, hot breath huffing against the throbbing shaft. Rin licks his lips and leans back, hands clutching at the sheets as his anticipation palpitates.
Jun kisses his slit and the raven hums, legs twitching under the lord’s restrictive grasp. And then, in one fell swoop, those soft lips slip over the head in a tight seal and slide down his entire length, all the way down to the base.
Suddenly, he’s surrounded by pulsing, wet muscle, burning hotter than molten lava. He squirms and cries out, somehow already too sensitive. A small squirt of desire erupts from his slit and the lord tightens the seal, cheeks concave as he milks him for every drop.
“Oh, fuck! Your mouth is…is so fucking good–!” Rin gasps, arching against the headboard as his hips instinctively bucks.
Taking this as a sign of encouragement, Jun strikes with a barrage of sensations. Following instinct rather than knowledge, Jun begins to bob his head, slurping and sucking on Rin’s cock with enthusiasm. However, his attack grows more potent, more frenzied with every bob, until he’s attacking the length as if it were a foe that must be defeated.
Rin stiffens and reels forward in shock, eye bulging. The lord’s head bobs furiously between his legs, with clumsy grazes of his teeth and sloppy tongue work, every pull done so to the point of pain, as if he were trying to suck his very insides out through his cock.
The horrified raven cries out sharply when Jun accidentally gnaws on his abused length. “F-fuck! Jun – no! Stop!” He grabs Jun by the back of his head, tugging sharply on his hair. The lord’s mouth is forced off Rin’s bitten member, goldens wide and lips dripping with saliva and desire.
“Is something the matter?” the lord asks, utterly bewildered.
Rin pants, legs trembling as a dull ache pulses from his cock. He quickly glances down to check for blood – thankfully, there is none.
“Gods, Jun! You almost bit my fucking dick off!” he says shrilly, near hysterical. “I love your enthusiasm, but…there really isn’t anything else. In fact, I think there’s even less than that.” Seeing the hurt and confusion cross the lord’s feature, he sighs and relaxes his grip. “Sorry. I didn’t mean…well, I did mean, but you did try. Godsdamn, you tried.”
“I apologise, Rinnie,” Jun says, furrowing his brows. “I thought I was doing rather well. However, as Mira oft says, I am quite prone to overconfidence.”
Rin angles himself forward to take the poor man by his chin, running the pad of his thumb over his dripping lips to wipe them clean. A soft smile graces his own. “You are. Arrogant prick.” He gives Jun a deep kiss, tongue slipping between his lips to taste himself. “You can try again. But this time with no teeth. No biting. And…you don’t need to suck so hard. Imagine that you’re sucking on a hard candy. Gentle, yeah?”
The little lord tilts his head, listening with intent. He gives a short nod, utterly serious. “No teeth. No biting. Sucking on a hard candy. I understand.”
And this time, he really, truly does understand.
Very quickly, the lord has his love squirming and writhing from his mouth alone. Desire flows incessantly into that pulsing, stimulating cave. Thighs drip and quiver violently with every delicious stroke.
Rin slides down the headboard, unable to keep himself upright. His arms turned boneless, much like his lower half which has melted to a puddle of goo.
He grips that bobbing head, fingers curling into soft brown locks and tugging sharply with every cry that leaves his gaping mouth. Glazed pitch eye roves blindly across the shadow cast ceiling. His hips buck and roll upwards to meet those plunging lips, hungry for his ever encroaching end.
Jun’s large hands press down upon his pelvis however, pinning him down to the bed. No matter how hard Rin strains to raise his hips, he’s forced still by the lord’s commanding touch, and this only sends him spiralling deeper into mindless rutting hunger. “Jun…unn…Jun…feels so good…so fucking good…hnn….faster…go faster…hahh–!”
Those lascivious words and lewd moans also sends the lord spiralling. Low groans rumble around Rin’s cock as he bobs his head faster, slurping and milking that straining length with heated fervour.
Within seconds, lilting cries litter the air as the raven tenses and shudders, and his orgasm bursts into Jun’s mouth in great, unending spurts. The lord chokes at first, but quickly swallows with surprising greed. He suckles on Rin, draining him of every last drop, until the latter lies quivering and gasping, drained from his ecstatic ordeal.
Jun slides his lips off the soft length, collecting any rogue drops of cum along the way. The flaccid member slips from his mouth and the raven shivers at the sudden exposure to the cooler air.
The lord licks his lips, savouring his love’s taste, and he climbs onto his hands and knees. He hunches over Rin, forearms bracketing his head, and he sends another flurry of kisses across his flushed and clammy face.
“Was that any good?” Jun husks, brushing his lips across Rin’s delicate jaw.
“Mmm…” Rin giggles drunkenly, wrapping his arms around the other’s neck. He slips his fingers under his collar and down his broad back, where he feels rippling muscles beneath those thick bandages. His recently whetted appetite stirs. “Good. Really good. You learn fast, little lord.”
“You taste good. It was mostly my greed rather than any true skill.”
The Rat huffs, lightly grazing his nails over the bigger man’s burning skin, sticky with sweat and arousal. “Now…how about our second lesson?”
Jun raises his head, his golden near pitch with primal thirst. “I am ready when you are,” he says, voice deep and guttural. “What will I be learning now?”
“Hm. Why don’t I teach you about the prostate?”
“The prostate? But that is located within the rectum. What does that have–” Jun’s brows fly up in realisation. His cheeks flood with blood. “Ah. I see. Yes…I should like to learn. At least about yours.”
The raven laughs and yanks Jun down for another kiss, deep and sensuous, filled with an intense yearning that steals the lord’s breath.
And so he learns. About many things that incite many noises from his lover. He learns every inch of his body. Everything that makes him writhe, squirm, and buck. He learns about what Rin enjoys, what he doesn’t enjoy, the strange, the shocking, and the rather mundane. He learns what makes tears gather in that single eye. What makes his lover tremble and cower. He learns how to comfort him, bring him back to the light, until he’s thrown back into the throes of ecstasy. And so Jun learns, all through the night and well past sunrise.
This was
So fking cute
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Hehehehe some proper floof for you finally!!! thank you for reading!! <33
Today’s chapter: rin teaching his little lord how to to cough cough manipulate him
LOLL Jun’s learning ALOT and storing it all away for a rainy day…😂 Thank you for reading!! <33
I’m pretty sure there’ll be a mot of these “rainy days” (if you want a piece of my mind i think it’ll rather be some world-class tempest and some knives in the eye of the storm)
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