Super Villian Boyfriends by bunnibert (TH)

The sun is pulled down by its hinges, as it’s almost time for it to set. It touches houses and twinkles rainbows onto the screen and through the window sills. Lán Lüèjī is there, sitting at the table, as he preps cream in a glass and oats on top.

There are mixed ingredients there, all of which are very sweet as he goes about his work. A tongue stuck out, and a concentrated appearance. He places blueberries and strawberries inside the glass but stops when he hears an angry pounding of the front door.

Lán Lüèjī jerks his head forward as swarms of curses and muffled swears make their way throughout the abode. He doesn’t see anything right away, but the cold chill alerts him to his supposed intruder’s whereabouts. His wide ears perk out.

Lán Lüèjī eases as he shakes his head and goes back to his parfait. Calling out to his partner, "Was it border patrol again?"

Dark ghouls laugh and chase each other until they disappear and a dark blue figure materializes. Dark blue hair, pale skin, and red marks across the face and arms are pierced into a scowl. The man is bobbing his knee, knuckles tucked against his head, as he barely looks at the other, more whimsical male, on the other side.

"Or perhaps it was the run-in with the old lady near town who likes to always blame you for missing food off her cart. Angel, you know those sticky hands have a tendency to follow you. She’s got a sixth sense; I say go towards the East if you want to get away with your more rudimentary impulses."

The dark blue figure grits his teeth and, in hushed tones, grumbles about something that could barely be detected by the human ear, much less the Kayrid one.

"一個不能容忍小不幸的人，永遠不可能成就大事。" Lán Lüèjī chastises as he laughs and takes a bite out of his parfait. It's quiet there before Lán Lüèjī feels a sense of something. He turns his head to look at the demon on the couch. Expecting quips, laughter, or a roll of the eyes, all he gets is stillness.

Lán Lüèjī frowns.

Gently, pawed feet go towards the ground. Glass in hand, Lán Lüèjī sits down by his partner, and he puts a small hand on his lover's. "Lù Línzé," Lán Lüèjī starts. Brushing his fingertips around Lù Línzé’s bruised knuckles. "Was it serious?" 

The cerulean-haired demon says nothing. Eyes a distant place, and eyebrows knitted. The smaller male coos. He opens up his arms and wraps Lù Línzé into them. Petting him slowly, and offering his touch.

"Ài rén, ài rén." Says the smaller male in a soft voice. The larger male in his arm eases up, and Lán Lüèjī smiles. He reaches forward, takes a strawberry out of the parfait glass, and starts feeding it to Lù Línzé. 

The cobalt male opens up his mouth, and Lán Lüèjī  giggles as his teeth graze his fingers. A myriad of thoughtless actions take place as the smaller male kicks his foot to an unknown beat. And the larger one makes low breathing sounds from his diaphragm.

Lán Lüèjī slips fingers between his tongue as he laps up the taste of cream and berries. This action doesn’t go unnoticed, though, as the smaller male feels the boring of the other’s eyes. He makes a noise in confusion as he continues to suck on his fingers.

Then he felt shivers. Whispers etch through the sound as their eyes are drawn to each other. The brunette swishes his tail, and lowers his lids. Smiling coy, as he sucks on his digits. Slow. Deliberate. Long gold nails traced with saliva, dragging between himself and the hand that taunts.

"Ah," Lán Lüèjī starts as he pops off the buttons of his shirt. He shows off his chest and grins, saying, "Come, take your troubles out on me."

The bigger male’s eyes flick between the smaller. Irises turn into slits as he breathes cold blue air. It falls out of his nostrils, and blue fills his lungs. He pins the other male and snarls low in his breath. Heart racing, daring the other. Daring him to continue with the jabs.

Lán Lüèjī chuckles and wraps his wrists around the other’s neck. Smug in his disposition as he wiggles slowly underneath him. "Did I stir you, kitten? Over a little cream? When was the last time you were fed, my love? Was it that long ago?"

"Qíng rén," Lù Línzé breathes, exhaling more carbon monoxide—more poison than the cure—into the Kayrid’s ear. Nibbling the lobe and running his hands down the smaller’s bare chest, his own nails punctured dips in the smooth skin. Bumps that show power on both their parts rub in anxiousness. Abdominal and muscles twisting and curling like a wreath.

Lù Línzé bites at the other’s neck and laps into his collar. The smaller male curves and smiles, rocking his hips into his beau. Teeth glinting white as he shimmers his fangs.

"You know," Lán Lüèjī says, sitting up. Leaning his face towards the other male, he licks down the other's ear and says, "i’ve waited here. Patiently. Waiting for you to come and tear me apart. Fuck me hard and slow in every place in this house until the walls smell like sex. That they ache with it, that they moan it."

"I want you so much that I can’t keep the boys at bay. My tentacles are pressing a damp spot in my briefs. They’re running up my stomach as we speak, and they wish to be let loose. To grasp their one and only companion. Would you like that? Would you like to be captured, my 甜心? Or would you prefer something tighter? Between my cavern? Between lips that suck or blow, it’s up to you—"

There’s a tear. The brunette gasps, lips parted perfectly, as he notices his pants split. Shreds of his garments in the other's hands as Lù Línzé bares his teeth. Eyes glowing blue, and a hiss down to the throat.

Lù Línzé’s eyes dart quickly between every area of his lover. From his mystified expression to the slickness of his hips—damp and wet everywhere as the scent of sweat runs them both ragged. Like an animal, he can barely keep his wits about him, as his fingers go straight for Lán Lüèjī’s prize.

Hands coax through the swarm like a river. Undulating and testing presses into squishy blue meat. Slick fingers and sensual touches, the appendages curve and tighten around Lù Línzé’s wrists as low moans can be heard from the other male.

Lán Lüèjī lifts his hands and caresses Lù Línzé’s jaw. He pushes blue strands away from the larger male’s face and smiles. Taking him in.

"You are so beautiful up close," the brunette coos. Lù Línzé takes Lán Lüèjī’s wrist and brings it towards his face. He kisses it and brushes his lips down the strip of a vein. Lán Lüèjī lowers his gaze and grins. "I hope you think I’m as beautiful as I--"

Lán Lüèjī leans up, arms stretched, to run the others back. Long fingers running down the dips and curvatures of the others broad, large back. Lán Lüèjī’s lips quirk as he shows off fangs into Lù Línzé’s neck. "As I suck on you hard and slow, Run my lips against the head and swallow you into the back of my throat. Would you like it, qīn ài de?"

"Would you like it if I were spread wide and open for you? Pulsing. Aching. Spread out so wide, my tight hole would suck every last inch of you. I could feel you in my stomach and see you pulverize me until I was puddy. Till I was nothing but a cock-slurring bimbo? Like the girls that eye you every time we—"

Lán Lüèjī takes a longer strand of hair between his finger tips. Eyes flicking annoyed before purring. "Every time we walk down the streets together, on our dates and on our days off, they think they can have you; even in their imaginations, they’re too brazen. Disgusting, to think any of you could belong to anything but me."

Lù Línzé forces Lán Lüèjī back down onto the couch. back, hitting the leather in a rough slight. Lù Línzé sticks his fingers into heated flesh, making Lán Lüèjī arch his back.

"Do you think any of those girls could please me the way you do? Please," Lù Línzé says in a husky breath. He bites the smaller male's ear before sucking on the softer part, making the other keen.

"I couldn’t find anyone who pushes me over the edge like you. Who pushes all my buttons like you can? You naïve man," Lù Línzé sucks on Lán Lüèjī’s neck and stops momentarily to breathe. "You dirty slut."

Lù Línzé pushes hard on his fingers inside Lán Lüèjī. This makes the other shiver and tighten around him. Tentacles curling up and down the other’s wrist, coaxing. Wanting. Curling.

The larger male pushes teeth against teeth. Opening the other’s mouth and slipping his thumb against the plump of Lán Lüèjī’s lip. He mashes his mouth hard enough to draw blood. But he slips his tongue around the wound and draws dribble from the other’s cheek.

"Look at that face," Lù Línzé starts as he tips up the brunette’s chin. "I want to sear it into my memory."

"L--" Lán Lüèjī starts, but breaks into a moan. Lù Línzé presses his cock at the flat of his entrance, and it makes Lán Lüèjī’s eyes flutter shut with dew on his lashes. "Lùlù Línzé," The smaller whimpers as he rolls his hips in circles. Wanting friction but only getting a heavy glance in return.

Lù Línzé teases the slit as he rubs his cock around the sweltering mound. Forward and back as he feels up his own steed. His shaft quivering much like the smaller beneath him, a light tune whistles between his teeth as he sucks in heavy.

He presses himself in, and they both groan. Tipping the couch pillow onto the floor, Lán Lüèjī’s back presses more into the rough arm rest. Rough, as the first few seconds of Lù Línzé’s shaft pressed hard into Lán Lüèjī’s core. They settle there, balls deep, before pulling back prolonged. Extending time as he lifts himself before slamming back in. Rough, hard, slow.

Until it isn’t. Until it builds out to rough, heavy, and brisk. They both swallow spit, their tongues dry as they lap at each other. Saliva meeting and ending with dripping between each other’s legs Lù Línzé pumps Lán Lüèjī hard enough for Lán Lüèjī’s legs to bounce on either side of him.

Stomachs and skin ripple as tones and voices rise. In pitch as they break, as they curse, and as they whine. Eyes dilated as they kept their gaze on each other.

Bright blue tentacles become more vivid with each passing second. Each passing pump. Each passing scour. They twine around Lù Línzé and are pressed to let go.

Lù Línzé chews on his lip as he concentrates. His voice goes low as he chants a small string of words. Lán Lüèjī is confused until he suddenly sees a summon circle between them. It’s bright blue, and then it’s gone in a flash. But his body starts to warm between where they meet. And Lán Lüèjī feels vibrations around his bottom half.

Lán Lüèjī flops his head back and howls. The intensifying feelings stirring him crazy. His hips swish on their own in a circle as his back moves up and creates a perfect crescent off the couch.

Lù Línzé soaks him up but also feels the strumming. He moves faster and faster. Not stopping for any moment. Not dreaming of being gentle. They both grunt out a warning before fluid starts to gush between them.

Blue and clear all over swirl and fall between them. Lù Línzé holds his position for several moments before collapsing on the other. All that can be heard is the sound of breathing and shuddering. Faint hearts thumped across each other’s chests.

Lán Lüèjī sighs happily, moving to sit up and give his partner a kiss. But as he does, he—

—the azure ghoul, he twists Lán Lüèjī on his stomach. Back facing him, and the light sound of an "oof" from his partner. Lù Línzé grabs the other’s waist and brings his hips up. The cobalt male then starts ramming into him. Going for a second round.

"L-L-L--" Lán Lüèjī starts as his eyes roll back. He grabs the couch, putting streaks into it as he desperately tries to cling onto something. He bites the cushion as he tries his best to get a hold of the situation but ends up just moaning.

The larger male creeps his hands up the smaller one’s neck. It presses all the way to his mouth as he forces him to suck on his fingers. He fucks him. Not slow in the least, but fiery as he inhales flames and exhales heartache.

"L-Lù Línzé! L-Love--Ah--!" Lán Lüèjī whines as his second orgasm starts to hit him. The pulsing in his nethers becomes unbearable the longer it goes on. He goes for one, two, or three seconds tops. Before he bites his lip bloody and comes.

Lù Línzé lets out a deep guttural growl as he holds in his voice by biting down on his lover. He stays inside the tight walls until he’sfully milked out. He then slumps and wipes spit from his lover's cheek.

"That was so good," Lán Lüèjī sighs as he turns around and faces his boa. A lazy smile plays on his lips as he brushes Lù Línzé’s hair.

Lù Línzé looks tenderly at his soulmate. He gives him a kiss on the cheek, and then he kisses his fingers. Allowing his hair to be brushed. Allowing his face to be caressed.

"Will you ever tell me what happened?" Lán Lüèjī says in a soft voice. One filled with concern. One filled with love.

Lù Línzé breathes and drops his head on Lán Lüèjī’s shoulder. A smile on his lips, but a distant one. More out of embarrassment.

"I’ll tell you later," Lù Línzé just says.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

There’s a kiss. There’s a sigh. And then there’s warmth enveloped in each other’s eyes. Each other’s bodies. Each other’s soul.