[open-ish] pain is supposed to heal with time
Who: Reign Fear (
eaudevamp) & Friends/Anyone
What: Hostage/rescue aftermath
When: 24th onwards
Where: His home, the Institute, Thesa Station, Shades Darker
Warning(s): Sad vampire, mentions of death, self-inflicted pain/BDSM, possible smut?
[ It had been a few days since the hostages were rescued, but Reign didn't feel like he'd achieved much despite managing to save them with the help of other rescuers. It was a combined effort that should have been a success, but the group Reign was in didn't quite manage so. They had guessed the wrong location, and thus lost precious time to find the correct place. But that was done now, and the extremists either escaped or were killed/apprehended, Reign didn't care.
No, he truly did care, but he found it hard to actually do so when some of his friends had ended up as hostages. That, he could deal with, but not death. It was a strange and unfamiliar situation for him to face, and thus it hit him harder than he expected.
For the next few days, Reign lived his life almost like a literally zombie, looking like an undead (though he really wasn't). He mostly shut himself up in his home, spending a bit of time with his pet giraffe, Scorch, or dabbling in his perfume research and creation in an attempt to get his mind off the pain eating into him. Sometimes he replied to messages sent to him, other times they went ignored. And yet life still must go on, so Reign returned to the Institute to work, sometimes stopping by to look into a particular office in the hopes of seeing a certain demon. But it wasn't enough.
So when travelling up to Thesa Station was finally available, Reign headed straight for the pods, standing or sitting in front of one pod containing a blond man. Anyone who noticed would either see him crying, whether silently or wailing his heart out, or mumbling and telling his friend about the events that had occurred. However, the pain didn't lessen, and so at night, Reign would go to Shades Darker for a special event, a night meant for patrons to partake in some BDSM play in one of the backrooms decorated in a dungeon setting. He allowed himself to be blindfolded, his wrists bounded to chains hanging from the ceiling, shirtless and displaying strips of red welts from an earlier session. At least this kind of pain would numb him, even if only for a while. Who's next? ]
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What: Hostage/rescue aftermath
When: 24th onwards
Where: His home, the Institute, Thesa Station, Shades Darker
Warning(s): Sad vampire, mentions of death, self-inflicted pain/BDSM, possible smut?
[ It had been a few days since the hostages were rescued, but Reign didn't feel like he'd achieved much despite managing to save them with the help of other rescuers. It was a combined effort that should have been a success, but the group Reign was in didn't quite manage so. They had guessed the wrong location, and thus lost precious time to find the correct place. But that was done now, and the extremists either escaped or were killed/apprehended, Reign didn't care.
No, he truly did care, but he found it hard to actually do so when some of his friends had ended up as hostages. That, he could deal with, but not death. It was a strange and unfamiliar situation for him to face, and thus it hit him harder than he expected.
For the next few days, Reign lived his life almost like a literally zombie, looking like an undead (though he really wasn't). He mostly shut himself up in his home, spending a bit of time with his pet giraffe, Scorch, or dabbling in his perfume research and creation in an attempt to get his mind off the pain eating into him. Sometimes he replied to messages sent to him, other times they went ignored. And yet life still must go on, so Reign returned to the Institute to work, sometimes stopping by to look into a particular office in the hopes of seeing a certain demon. But it wasn't enough.
So when travelling up to Thesa Station was finally available, Reign headed straight for the pods, standing or sitting in front of one pod containing a blond man. Anyone who noticed would either see him crying, whether silently or wailing his heart out, or mumbling and telling his friend about the events that had occurred. However, the pain didn't lessen, and so at night, Reign would go to Shades Darker for a special event, a night meant for patrons to partake in some BDSM play in one of the backrooms decorated in a dungeon setting. He allowed himself to be blindfolded, his wrists bounded to chains hanging from the ceiling, shirtless and displaying strips of red welts from an earlier session. At least this kind of pain would numb him, even if only for a while. Who's next? ]
[[ OOC : If you would like a specific starter, hit me up at
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He tilted his head to the side, giving Chuuya more space to play with, hissing when Chuuya licked the wound on his shoulder. ]
Chuuya, Chuuya. Chuuya!
[ He didn't need to be told twice, his hips moving on its own, trying to thrust into Chuuya's hand with little success, a whine forming at the back of his throat.
However, when Chuuya placed his wrist close to his mouth, Reign balked, eyes wide as he shook his head. He should be the one getting punished, why did Chuuya want Reign to bite him. ]
Sir...? No, Sir. It will hurt you.
[ And yet a voice at the back of his mind urged him to give in and sink his fangs into that delicious temptation, to taste that sweet flow of blood. A conflicted look crossed Reign's face, teeth biting his lower lip as if that will stop him from biting Chuuya. ]
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Chuuya doesn’t move his wrist, gaze darkening as he looks down upon Reign.]
That’s what I want.
[Reign isn’t the only one who wants to feel pain right now. Chuuya wants to forget his own failings for a while, and he’s always been curious about those fangs.]
Bite me.
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Those two words, and in that tone that demanded his obedience, was the final straw. Reign leaned in and opened his mouth, fangs bared, poised right over the pulse on Chuuya's wrist, then bit down.
The first splash against his tongue had Reign moaning, sucking harder and drinking more. In his mind, one part was screaming for him to stop, but the larger part urged him to take more, more, more! ]
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Chuuya grunts in pain when those fangs pierce his flesh; of course it hurts, and that’s exactly what Chuuya had wanted. More than the pain, Chuuya focuses on the downright lewd sounds Reign is making right now as he feeds on his blood, and it prompts him to use his free hand to pump Reign’s cock.]
Nnn...good...
[God, Chuuya shouldn’t be getting hard from this, but he totally is, and he wonders how Reign’s mouth would feel around his cock.]
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His eyes focused on Chuuya's expression, trembling at the realisation that he had put that look on the other's face. ]
Mmnh...
[ It took considerable effort, but Reign forced himself to let go of Chuuya's wrist, blood dripping from both the puncture wound and his lips. ]
S-sorry, I think I took too much.
[ But that didn't stop the effects of Chuuya's blood on Reign, the vampire's eyes glazed and his breath coming out heavy, a panting mess as Reign continued to move his hips. ]
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[Chuuya is more aroused from being bitten than he is lightheaded or dizzy, and without hesitation he leans in to capture Reign’s bloody lips in a heated kiss. His tongue slides along Reign’s, hand never stopping as it pumps his cock over and over, hand now slick with precome.
When he breaks the kiss his own lips are bloody, and he looks like a flushed, panting mess.]
Hang on...
[Chuuya lets go of Reign long enough to unzip his pants and free his own cock, and soon his own achingly hard length is pressed right up against Reign’s as he ruts against him.]
Bite me as much as you want. Wherever you want.
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There was a whine in Reign's voice when Chuuya pulled back, though he realised soon enough just what the other man was planning, and he shuddered as he tried to press closer, wanting to provide more friction as they grind their cocks together. ]
Chuuya...
[ Reign's voice came out breathless, conflicted, almost a whine, even as his gaze dropped to Chuuya's exposed neck. There was a shift in Reign's eyes, often filled with kindness, now replaced with the slightest hint of the predator beneath. Without another word, Reign leaned in and sank his fangs in Chuuya's neck just above that damn collar.
Sorry Chuuya, that spot was going to be harder to hide. ]
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Haahhh fuck...!
[Reign’s teeth sinking into his neck a second time nearly pushes Chuuya right over the edge. He couldn’t give less of a damn if he has a lasting mark.]
Close...!
[Chuuya groans in pleasure, precum sliding down his heated length as his head swims from a mixture of pleasure and blood loss. He wonders just how close Reign is to his peak, and decides to try and get him there quicker by thrusting against him harder, faster, rougher.]
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Reign pulled back, Chuuya's blood dripping from his lips even as he tried to lick them clean. It was heady, like wine, and he found himself drawn to the taste. If they weren't careful, he may just drain Chuuya dry. ]
Nngh... Me too.
[ He didn't give Chuuya much time to respond as he dove back in, this time capturing the other's lips in another kiss, hard enough that his fangs likely nicked Chuuya's lips and perhaps his tongue as well.
With Chuuya this close, every movement by the other would brush against the cut wounds on his body, sending a delicious kind of pain straight to Reign's cock. It wouldn't take long now, and a particular twist of Chuuya's wrist, the tightening of his grip, pushed Reign past the brink. He keened into Chuuya's mouth, the sound muffled as he continued to thrust against Chuuya. ]
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Chuuya groans as Reign's fangs pierce his lip, but it only adds to the heat between them, and when it feels like Reign is quickly approaching his orgasm, Chuuya thrusts against him once more before finally coming with a moan.]
Fuck...!!
[Chuuya spills over his own hand, his come slicking up both of their cocks as pleasure washes over him like crashing waves. It's so intense that it leaves him breathless, and he slumps against Reign, panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat.]
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He didn't think he'd ever come so hard this way, other than the times with Mephisto. But that was a different kind of session. Now was an intimate and personal moment with Chuuya. Besides, Mephisto was dead, and Reign no longer had a chance to experience any more sexy times with the demon. ]
...Chuuya.
[ Reign trembled light as he whispered Chuuya's name in a low whisper against the other's ear, doing his best to catch his breath. As he gradually came down from his high, the stinging pain of his wounds began to register in Reign, and he hissed whenever there was friction against the cuts.
Right now, Reign didn't really want to move. It felt nice, like a weight had lifted, even if just a bit. But his arm was beginning to get a bit sore from hanging for so long, and it would be nice to use them. ]
Could you help unchain me? The key should be somewhere nearby. [ If Chuuya looked, it would be on top of the table beside the shelf containing all kinds of sex toys. ]
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He unlocks each shackle, freeing Reign’s arms so that he can finally rest.]
Better?
[Chuuya asks, still a little unsteady on his feet. He has to make sure Reign is okay before he can leave, though.]
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Yeah, just a little sore. Nothing permanent.
[ Though he should clean up and treat those cuts on his body and back. Wouldn't be pretty if they got infected. But Reign didn't think he should ask Chuuya to help when he was certain the redhead was so tired now. ]
Are you all right? I... didn't drink too much, did I?
[ Reign was always afraid if he took more than he should, and the situation earlier nearly had him losing his control. It was scary.
He grabbed some wipes and proceeded to clean himself, grimacing as he glanced at the wounds on his back through a wall mirror. ]
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[It’s not a lie, not really; Chuuya has endured far worse than this, after all. A little blood loss won’t keep him down. Not for long, anyway.
He wipes himself off as well, and once he’s presentable he gives Reign a quick once-over.]
Need any help? I’m heading back if not.
[Maybe that’s a little cold sounding, but Chuuya is just trying to make it easier on both of them. Reign probably needs some time to think, anyway.]
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It was a thought Reign didn't want to think too deeply about just yet, especially for an Abnormal like himself. ]
No, it's all right. I can handle this.
[ He couldn't possibly ask more out of Chuuya. This whole thing hadn't been planned in the first place, though Reign had no regrets about it either. After all, it had felt nice, being commanded and controlled by someone.
A small smile formed on his lips, trying to reassure both Chuuya and himself. ]
I'll be fine. I just need to be alone for a while. [ Reign grew quiet, speaking up again in a soft voice when Chuuya was leaving. ] Thank you, Chuuya.