49. Bite Me
Stan enjoyed watching Yeon fight with himself yet it had already become clear to him for the last couple of days how his fated may feel for him. He'd wished for Yeon to be conscious enough to see himself at the moment but then if he had been in his right mind, he would not be in his current state...panting, moaning and yiending to him.
"Do you know that I've already began sensing your yearn for me getting stronger since we parted? The first time I felt it, I'd thought I was deluding myself to think that you may actually have started liking me...
If all it took to achieve that was us having sex, then I wouldnt have held back all this time."
Bending down to get a closer look at his fated's squinted eyes, Stan smiled while scanning his lover from head to toe. He wasn't even sure if Yeon was listening to him anymore. No matter, they were in a relationship now and despite Yeon not being consciously aware of what was happening between them, Stan still felt impatient...he wanted to know whose name his lover would call out in his heat. Yearn or not, he planned to make sure it's him.
"I win..." Stan whispered in Yeon's ear, his thoughts on Niel. He had been his nemesis for the longest time whenever Yeon went into heat.
Earlier, Yeon had come to his room to pack his stuff and wake him up for them to get ready to leave but then, he had tackled him in an instant with his lustful scent, rooting Yeon on the spot. Stan had looked extremely fatigued from constantly using his scent the last couple of months. Obviously, tendering to his fated had taken a toll on him.
Unable to bear with his urges building up, his heat was bound to show up at any moment. He'd been sensing it for weeks, hoping to use that moment to mark his fated. It felt right by him to do it when both of them were in heat and getting Yeon to that level would be easy as long as he induced him with a single intentional scent.
When he'd gotten to his parent's house a few hours ago, Yeon had still been asleep and even in his dreams, Stan felt his fated longing for him. It pleased him that Yeon's nightmares had been replaced by this new feeling...unfortunately, there was no scent coming from him and even now, as Stan looked at a dazed lover beneath him, it saddened him that at such an opportune moment, their scents couldn't mix together as he'd have wished.
"I hadn't realized just how much I'd been craving the tenderness of your touch." Stan said when Yeon reached out to touch his face. "You've tormented me every waking second Yeon...my desire to posses you has finally overpowered me and brought my heat."
Yeon called out Stan's name briefly before pulling him down towards him for a kiss. His lips on his fated Stan loved how Yeon had suddenly become more courageous.
Arching his back to press his chest towards his fated, Stan began taking off Yeon's clothes, his lips still trapped on his beloved, devouring, pressing and kissing.
Stan continued to kiss whatever was left of the hickeys he'd given Yeon a few days ago and drunk in heat, Yeon was more honest with himself, moaning unconsciously to how good he was feeling. Stan was moaning too from planting kisses all over Yeon and the more his lover responded to him, he gave into his growing arousal completely. It was at that moment that he knew there was no way he was planning to take Yeon quietly.
"Good... I feel good..." Yeon spoke and Stan looked up to his fated's red dilated pupils and watched the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Rising up again for a fuller view, he took one of Yeon's hands and placed on his chest then said, "I want you to sense my yearning for you too...If you can't sense it after today, then listen to the sound of my heart as proof of what I genuinely feel for you Yeon..."
Stan quickly took off his clothings and afterwards spread his fated's legs apart, holding them up from the ankles. He chuckled as he stared at Yeon's pulsating member and began yearning for his scent. Taking in deep breath with the hope of catching it faintly, there was none.
He felt agitated.
"There will never be another free moment without you in my arms...for I plan to make you tremble and shiver with pleasure.... calling only my name out repeatedly... over and over and over..." Stan's need to completely overpower and possess his fated heightened. He wanted to own Yeon, hide him, lock him up away from anyone's view. He felt like eating him up.
Bebding down, he took Yeon with his mouth, starting off by kissing the tip of his already throbbing member.
"Ah...! Stan...!" Yeon moaned aloud and shuddered at the feeling while Stan kept at his mission. His intention was to take his fated further and further as he continued rubbing with his tongue...licking, pressing, kissing, stroking...
His head was between Yeon's thighs and his arms wrapped around both his legs, gripping tightly. His speed increased, faster and faster until Yeon felt his body surrender, followed by a tremble as he gasped for air so loudly.
Without giving a rest to his lover who was still cathing his breath, Stan was on another mission to arouse his fated yet again...entering as he pushed one finger in after another and was relieved to find a wet and moist Yeon as supposed to be. After all, with the progression of the growth of his womb, while in heat, his body was ripe for copulating.
"Yeon I want you...I want to bite you now and make you completely mine..."
Unable to endure it anymore, Stan used his free hand to pull Yeon towards him for a kiss...a kiss that was neither gentle nor tender. He was full of unquenched hunger that fuelled his heat with a longing for his lover's scent which was nowhere to be felt. He'd wanted to be completely swallowed up by his heat...if only he could perceive Yeon's scent.
Sniffing his lover once more, there had been none.
Frustrated at yearning for Yeon's erotic scent, he continued to devour him and doubled up his speed in stroking him that even after breaking off the kiss to breathe, Stan continued to nibble at Yeon's neck, ears, shoulders, chest, nipples, stomach...he was back at it again, playing with his tongue around Yeon's arousal one more time.
Yeon's moans continued to fill the room as he called out Stan's name, who responded by calling him back over again until his eyes flew wide open as his body began to quiver violently.
Yeon had cummed twice.
"More...I want more..." Yeon spoke in almost a whisper.
"...My teeth...it's become itchy..." Stan replied as he took in the sight of his lover while gnashing at his teeth.
He nudged Yeon with his pulsating member with the intention of hitting every pleasurable spot his lover had including the ones aquired post his forced marking, an additional bud that was set to mature in three weeks time.
Moaning just from a brief entry, Stan pulled away after feeling Yeon flinch, who only pushed his hips up willingly, not wanting to disconnect from his lover.
"Now Stan...move for me..." Yeon spoke then let out a cry as if he was trapped between moaning and screaming. His heat made his body hot with desire.
Stan moaned together with him as he shoved himself in. He'd intended to eat Yeon up to the last crumb yet at the moment, it felt as if he was the one being eaten alive as he sank in deeper and deeper.
He surrendered to his heat and felt his scent leaving his body, thrusting back and forth while gradually increasing his speed. Tightly gripping at Yeon's pelvis, he pulled his fated towards him hard and no matter how much Yeon flailed on the bed helplessly, he still felt hungry.
With every move Stan made, Yeon moaned louder and louder. His heart was pounding so fast he reached for him. It gladdened Yeon when Stan bent down towards him and brushed one of his hands across his cheekbones, lightly lifting the tip of his chin. Yeon followed the movement like a sheep being led by his shepherd and looked at Stan.
Stan on the other hand never stopped thrusting as his squinted eyes gazed lovingly at his flailing lover...beautiful luminous eyes overflowing with pure lust for him. His lover's lips as they moaned for him...often calling out his name...telling him to move faster and faster.
This feeling was similar to the time he'd first realized he was in love with Yeon...that time when he was sitting alone in the library. Was it then when he'd started loving him? It had to be that time for Yeon's body exuded a fine bright light.
"I...love you..." Stan said in between his panting and lifted Yeon to his lap and grunted as he felt himself being sucked much deeper. "Your heat sure is something else..."
Shuddering with every thrust, they both moaned over and over again...each calling out the other's name.
Yeon had managed to bring out a wild side of Stan, a feeling that was recimprical and welcomed wholeheartedly. There was no more need for hiding...no more prolonging. With Yeon on his lap, connected to him like this as each of them intimately held the other, Stan was unable to endure the itch anymore.
Glancing at Yeon's neck, he vividly remembered the night he'd found him on the street, bitten repeatedly, abandoned in the middle of a marking. He hated that memory and quickly sank his teeth at the back of Yeon's neck.
His tongue burned at the taste of Yeon's blood, prompting him to bite even harder...sucking, tasting and taking out any residual marking that had trapped his fated, making him hate love and being loved.
Stan felt Yeon's body stiffen at the pain. Afterwards, his body began convulsing and after a few seconds, he relaxed and was calling out Stan's name repeatedly, as if he was searching for him, fearful to not be within his sight.
Ending the bite, Stan licked the blood on Yeon's neck and tilted his lover's head to face him.
He was once more in a familiar trap.
He could hear Yeon continually call out for him yet he couldnt utter a single word.
Yeon's imprinting had began.
First he saw a happy Yeon, then a sad Yeon. He saw his fated's happy moments and darkest too. Weaknesses and strength. His fears, the things he loved...cherished and cared for.
Stan's facial expressions changed, exactly mirroring his fated's. With every little detail Yeon shared with him in that trance, Stan began to feel pulled once more. Yeon's fears became his, his feelings, emotions, joy, apathy, sadness, hate, lust...
Love.
Stan felt like he'd laid eyes on Yeon for the first time and learned him a new. His yearning for Yeon grew, vowing to follow for the rest of his life, to protect him, love him, care for him, keep him safe and with every thought, Yeon's facial expression began to relax. Stan felt as if he'd been made aware, identifying Yeon as his sexual partner without uttering a single word.
"I trust you," Stan heard Yeon say yet didn't hear a single word come out of his mouth.
Feeling the hold on Yeon weakening, Stan began to independently move his own facial muscles and gasped for air. In that brief period, he'd forgotten to breathe yet somehow had learned everything his fated felt. So this was imprint? The rapid intimate learning process between pairs and fateds...
Yeon's head collapsing on his shoulder brought him back from his thoughts and he held on tightly to him. In this position, he stared at his bite mark in disbelief.
He finally did it.
Stan couldn't tell whether he was in heat anymore for he was still shocked at what had just transprired. He'd heard stories about imprinting but none could compare at how it felt in real life.
He couldn't describe it!
That feeling...the feeling of being forcefully held to listen to a confession, being able to feel another's pain as one's own and share in their joys and sorrows, exploring their vulnerability one at a time. It's no wonder the one who marks ended up doing the protecting, often taking that role seriously.
A lick and a kiss on the mark, Stan held his lover lovingly then halted for he began perceiving Yeon's scent once more.
Laying his unconscious fated back on the bed again, he stared at the gentle rise and fall of Yeon's chest then back at his peaceful and relaxed face then smiled.
"Now I'm bound to you for life. You won't be able to hide from me even if you try."