Whoosh!
The slim figure quickly stripped off his clothes, leaving only yellow duck-patterned underwear, straining tightly at the front.
"You were just calling me a pervert… and now you strip so fast?" Kayen sighed, shaking his head at the pale figure whose worried demeanor looked more comical than serious.
"Uncle, don't complain yet look first," the pale boy urged, leaning forward.
Zap!
The large hand, meant to guide Vivian to turn so Kayen could inspect other marks, suddenly changed direction and landed on the flat stomach instead.
It was like a shock ran through both of them goosebumps erupted along their skin, a sudden jolt of electricity making them both flinch in unison.
"W-Wow… it's like I got shocked, my hair's standing on end,"
Vivian rubbed his arms, trying to calm the strange sensations running through his body.
"Yeah… me too. Is this the virus… or lightning? My fingers feel numb," Kayen muttered.
"And… my back did it change color? It's purple… bruised… is it rotting?" Vivian asked, curiosity sharpening his voice.
The tall, lean figure turned slightly, exposing his smooth pale back and narrow waist.
"Why are you so pale?" Kayen murmured.
"I haven't been outside," Vivian replied, slowly turning so Kayen could inspect him thoroughly.
"Turn to the side," Kayen's sharp gaze followed the pale, slim figure so thin, no muscle, no six-pack, the leg wound swollen and dark.
"You're thinner than paper… as a man, you should carry yourself with more… authority," Cayenne commented.
"I was born in a time where I don't farm or work outside, Uncle. If I go out, it's full of germs. How could I ever be as rugged as you?"
"Talk too much… turn the other side. Your waist so thin… do you even have organs?"
Kayen's large hands wrapped around Vivian's narrow waist, holding firmly despite the boy's protests. He was curious he'd never seen a man so slim before.
"Uncle, I'm showing you so you can check for anything wrong, not to bully my body," Vivian said, flustered.
"Hmm… I don't see anything strange. Except you there's probably nothing else unusual,"
Kayen said seriously,
as if stating a fact.
"Hey! That's cheating!" Vivian shouted, realizing he'd been teased.
"Your turn let me see," Kayen smiled, before stripping off his own clothes for Vivian to inspect.
Kayen suddenly jumped up, ending up standing very close to Vivian, tossing off his clothes onto the floor, leaving nothing on not even his underwear. His tall, muscular frame paired with a rugged, stern face, though showing some natural signs of aging, didn't reduce his imposing aura one bit. The department head, who always claimed he was old because he and Vivian had never gotten along, was actually strikingly handsome, sharp, and intense… enough to make Vivian feel nervous being this close.
Thump Thump Thump
"Uh… whoa! Wait! Why are you stripping completely? That's insane, terrifying!" Vivian's little heart raced for reasons he didn't understand. He averted his gaze from the naked form, waving his hands frantically.
"Why so flustered? Is it that impressive?" Kayen tilted Vivian's chin up, smirking at his flushed, flustered face entertained by how easy it was to tease him.
"Impressive? Big as a bear, muscles like a kid's head, chest like lumps… terrifying… no wonder nobody wants you!"
"I'm not talking about me, I mean this." He lowered his gaze to the already hard organ that had been stubborn for days, still standing even when he was exhausted, as if signaling something.
"N-no, I don't see anything weird. It's big, sure, but why flaunt it?"
"Huh? Anything unusual about me?"
"I don't know what's unusual except the bite marks they look like they might be spreading, so they're scary."
"Smell it, see if there's any strange scent. My friend said it smells too." Kayen pressed Vivian's small head down to his waist.
"Oi! Why are you pressing my head? And why are we talking naked? At least wear your underwear, it's indecent!"
Vivian awkwardly tried to push his thick waist away, but the faint metallic scent made him dizzy, and his hands went weak for a moment.
"Don't hesitate. Smell it!"
"Y-you told me it smelled why am I supposed to sniff it like a corpse?!"
Thump! Mmm!
Vivian's mind spun as he tried to pull away, but the large hands pressed his head nearly to the bite wound.
"Try smelling it."
Fsshh.
The scent hit him full force, freezing his body for a moment.
"What's it smell like?"
Kayen didn't even notice he was intoxicating Vivian by having him inhale the wound ordinary, yet extraordinary.
Fsshh fsshh fsshh.
Vivian's expression shifted from innocence to a wicked smile as he clung to Kayen's strong waist, pressing his face beside the wound, inhaling deeply, as if it were some vital oxygen.
"Why so quiet? Let me smell your leg too."
Pffft!
Kayen sat on the sofa, letting the small body stand before him. Vivian lifted his long leg as instructed, but raised it high, stepping over the back of the sofa and over the tall man's shoulder.
Kayen looked slightly surprised but leaned down, inhaling deeply around the smaller bite wound.
Fssshhhhhh
"Your smell…" His eyes narrowed aggressively for no clear reason when he caught the scent from the wound, but he continued inhaling more and more until the bite oozed clear slime.
Fssshhh!
Slurp Slurp
"Shiiiii…"
Vivian's slender ankle was pulled toward the handsome face, now equally dazed.
Vivian's body was drawn close, almost straddling the host, Kayen. The other long leg had to step up on the sofa, wrapping around the strong neck for support, as his thin waist was grabbed and pulled toward the torso, pressing his stomach to Kayen's face for reasons unknown.
The atmosphere in the room fell silent, as if the outside world had vanished. Only the sounds of heavy breathing, hissing, and the rhythmic contact of their bodies filled the space.
Clear mucus from the bite wound dripped down the skin, yet both of them traced it with their faces full of pleasure.
A warm tongue glided down the neck, savoring it as if tasting a flavor sweeter than anything ever experienced.
The bite marks on the calf began to fade under direct touch. The slender body twitched slightly, eyes wide, and the central region pulsed with life.
Their gazes met with a wild, animalistic intensity. One leaned closer, a knowing smile tugging at the lips, as if discovering a rare delight.
Vivian pressed his face against Kayen, lips meeting, responding with a heat that was raw and insistent. Their bodies pressed and writhed together, unrestrained.
The flickering lights cast shadows across the room, as if some unseen force guided their movements. The slender figure climbed on top of the couch, exchanging fierce kisses, clear fluids soaking both of them.
Vivian moved, shifting slowly. The undergarments were discarded, and the smaller body pressed against the larger one, leaning down to trace the bite marks along Kayen's stomach.
Kayen's hands grasped the hips, holding them tight. The smaller body didn't resist, instead moving in perfect sync with every motion.
The tall figure leaned down, inhaling the bite marks with focused intensity. Eyes narrowed, fluids oozed from the wounds, yet the sensation only drew them closer.
Vivian shivered, tilting and pressing lips against the marks, eliciting a raw, heated response.
The pull between them consumed their senses; every instinct took over.
Movements became a seamless rhythm, bodies entwined like predators in heat.
Vivian shifted, placing his feet on the couch and straddling Kayen's chest, leaning down to lick the bite marks along the stomach.
Kayen cradled the smaller figure's hips, drawing him closer, the fluids coating them both. Pain and pleasure intermingled, raw and unfiltered.
They moved together, body to body, until Vivian lowered to the floor, drawing the larger figure near.
His motions followed Kayen's, matching the rhythm of their shared heat.
Breaths and moans filled the room, alternating between soft and forceful. Every pull and thrust sent them spiraling further into the shared intoxication of desire, lost to everything but the other.