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Julius squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to let his tears fall. He was still angry. Still confused by the mess of emotions twisting painfully inside him. Hurt, betrayal, fear, love—everything seemed tangled together until he could no longer tell where one feeling ended and another began. The pain of Yukie’s betrayal was made worse by the realization that he had been so stupidly afraid that Julius would stop loving him. The thought might have been laughable under different circumstances. Julius couldn't laugh right now. He felt Yukie’s warm arms wrap around him, pulling him gently into his lap as the demon apologized. Julius tried to keep his eyes shut, too angry and too afraid that if he looked at him, he might finally snap. But the longer he listened to Yukie’s voice, the harder it became to hold on to that anger. He felt the warmth of Yukie’s body surrounding him. He breathed in that familiar scent—the one he had clung to for months whenever he needed comfort, whenever the world felt too cold or uncertain. Slowly, painfully, the tension began to leave his body. His breathing evened out. Only when Julius trusted himself enough not to lash out did he finally open his eyes. Yukie’s eyes were the first thing he saw. They were looking directly back at him. Julius hated seeing the heartbreak on Yukie's face. But he reminded himself that, this time, Yukie was the one who had allowed foolish doubts to take root in his mind. Julius could handle the guilt for not tryingto comfort him this time. Then Yukie would know how much his words had wounded him. [“...I just want you. I just want to be your mate. To be by your side. I’d give everything up over and over…but I want to know you’re happy with me like this. Me without the extras and the excitement.”] Julius lowered his head until his temple rested against Yukie’s shoulder, but he kept his eyes on him. “I never asked for the extras,” Julius said quietly. His voice was rough from his earlier outburst, and he swallowed, trying to clear the ache from his throat. “But I learned to live with it... because it was a part of you.” His gaze dropped to Yukie’s chest as the demon reached for his hand. Yukie pressed Julius’s palm against his chest, then covered it with his own. Julius could feel the rapid beat of Yukie’s heart beneath his palm. (Thump.) (Thump.) (Thump.) The rhythm was strangely reassuring. Then Julius became aware of his own heartbeat beginning to quicken in response. Warmth seeped through his hand and traveled slowly up his arm, spreading through the rest of his body. He tried not to let Yukie see how deeply the simple touch affected him. He failed. The moment Yukie lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss against the back of Julius’s hand, Julius’s breath caught. It was barely a kiss at all. A light, almost innocent touch. And yet it sent a startling reaction through him. His fingers twitched beneath Yukie’s. Julius swallowed. He wasn't the only one affected. Yukie’s pupils slowly dilated as he watched him, his expression shifting almost imperceptibly. There was something raw in his gaze, something that made Julius aware of how close they really were. The anger hadn't disappeared completely. But it had mellowed. It still hurt but the answer that was quiet simple: He just loved Yukie in the most pure way possible. The next moment, Yukie stood up, his arms firmly wrapped around Julius, holding tight with no space left between them. Julius’s legs were wrapped around Yukie’s hips for support, he made no attempt to pull away. Instead, he held on. His arms were looped around Yukie’s shoulders, his face tucked close to the demon’s neck as he breathed in that scent again. Neither of them said anything. They didn't need to. Yukie already had a plan forming in his head, and Julius wanted to see how this would turn out. He felt the dip of the bed below him. Julius reached up, gently trailing the edge of his finger over Yukie’s lip. Then Yukie leaned away by sitting up and pulled off his shirt. [(...) I think my teacher soon to be husband should give me a lesson on all of the new parts he likes of this new body. That way I can’t ever think you don’t want me again…” ] Julius tried to scowl at him, but the blush spreading across his cheeks when Yukie called him his future husband ruined the effect completely. He probably looked more like an annoyed, bright-red octopus than anything intimidating. He squeezed Yukie’s thigh. “I’m still angry with you,” Julius insisted. The words might have sounded more convincing if his voice had carried even a hint of real commitment. Instead, his eyes betrayed him, drifting over Yukie’s exposed upper body before slowly returning to his face. “Who’s to say I wouldn’t just give you a good, thorough spanking?” he snickered, looking back up at him. As if Julius weren't the one currently trapped beneath him. The thought only made his grin widen. His hand moved boldly along Yukie’s thigh, fingers tracing upward until they reached his abdomen. He drew his fingertips slowly across the muscle there, deliberately following the contours beneath the skin. Julius watched the reaction closely. Yukie visibly tensed beneath his touch. A shiver ran through him. Julius’s smile softened into something far more pleased. “All the best parts, eh...?” He repeated Yukie’s earlier words almost absently, distracted by the way the demon’s muscles shifted with every breath. His gaze lingered. “That’s gonna be a tough order,” Julius murmured. His hand continued its slow journey upward. His fingers skimmed over Yukie’s chest, following the rise and fall of his breathing before traveling toward his shoulder. From there, they traced lightly along the side of his neck, lingering just long enough to make Yukie’s breath hitch. Julius stretched his fingers a little farther. They barely reached Yukie’s chin. “Mmmnh...” For a moment, Julius simply stared at him, his earlier anger almost completely forgotten beneath the warmth spreading in his chest. “I like your eyes,” Julius murmured, his fingers lingering beneath Yukie’s chin. “Your mouth... your nose and your ears.” His thumb brushed lightly along Yukie’s jaw. “I like the way your pulse reacts to me every time we touch.” His gaze softened as he studied him, taking in every little reaction he could draw from him. “I like your hands, too. I like how they fit in mine. How warm they are. How comfortable they feel.” Julius paused, his expression becoming quieter. “I like the way your face turns pink whenever you blush.” A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “And I like your lips against mine.” His voice dropped slightly. “I like the taste of you.” His eyes lowered for a moment, following the movement of Yukie’s chest as he breathed. “I like your weight on me,” Julius continued, his fingers slowly tracing back along Yukie’s shoulder. “I like knowing you’re there. Feeling you close.” He looked back into Yukie’s eyes. “But...” That mischievous spark returned. “I also like the way you plunging under me, when I take the reins.” Julius’s smile widened as he watched Yukie’s reaction. His fingers curled gently against Yukie’s shoulder, keeping him close. -------------------------- Yumro smiled tightly as his gaze drifted over Haruhi's sweaty body. The small pieces of clothing his mate insisted on calling an outfit were soaked against his skin, clinging to him so thoroughly that Yumro could even make out the outline of his nipples through the damp fabric. Of course, Yumro had made it very clear that Haruhi was only allowed to wear those clothes at home. Otherwise, his jealousy would get the better of him, and he would probably end up clawing the eyes out of any man who dared look at his mate for too long. Yumro carefully covered his mouth and nose, pretending he was doing so because of nothing more than a yawn. He couldn't exactly let Haruhi know that his scent was making him lightheaded.. and horny. His sweet scent filled the room, warm and intoxicating, and Yumro had to force himself to focus on the laptop in front of him. He sat at the kitchen island, working his way through a stack of paperwork. He had already informed his staff that he would be working from home for the next two weeks. He hadn't given them a reason, but honestly, they didn't need one. By now, everyone knew how crazy Yumro was about his mate. They also knew he took his responsibilities seriously. Yumro wasn't the kind of man who would simply abandon his work, even for Haruhi. So they trusted him to keep up with everything from home. Besides, they could always reach him by phone or email if something required his attention. Still, Yumro had to be home. If he wasn't, his own mind would drive him insane. Haruhi's scent wasn't something only Yumro could detect. Any demon with a sufficiently sensitive nose could smell it. That alone was enough to keep Yumro on edge. If he wasn't constantly there to keep an eye on Haruhi, he couldn't shake the fear that something would happen to him. That he might get hurt. Or worse, that someone might try to kidnap him. His protective instincts had been unbearable lately. Everyone seemed suspicious. Every unfamiliar face was a potential threat, and every man who so much as glanced in Haruhi's direction earned an immediate warning from his wolf. The wolf would growl deep in his mind, a menacing sound directed at anyone who wasn't Haruhi. The lycan, on the other hand, didn't react nearly as strongly. He was annoyed, certainly, but Yumro suspected it was for an entirely different reason. The lycan didn't seem to harbor any particular feelings toward their bonded partner. Haruhi was their mate, yes, but the lycan didn't seem especially interested in him one way or another. Unfortunately, the lycan was still affected by the other two. Their agitation seeped into him, leaving him even more irritable and grumpy than usual. He didn't want to protect Haruhi. He didn't want to worry about Haruhi. He simply wanted all of this to stop so he could go back to being left alone. Yumro almost envied him for that. >Fucking annoying bunch you both are!< the lycan kept snapping at them. >you fuck him everyday and you are still like this.. just be over with this already. I tired of feeling angry and horny all the time!< The lycan complained in his head, but even he knew there was nothing any of them could do until tomorrow. Tomorrow, Yumro would enter his rut, and after that, there would be no more leisure time. For a week Haruhi would he locked up inside the house. He would be strapped to Yumro by the hip, with his cock inside him. The only rest he would get would be when he was maybe passed out from exhaustion, his body still locked against Yumro's knot as his instincts continue. Keeping his seed locked inside while massaging his prostate to contract and fertilised him with a pup. Even in sleep, there would be no true escape. Yumro's rut wouldn't end for at least a week. It could even last longer. The only thing that would bring it to an end was the moment Haruhi's sweet scent changed, confirming that he was pregnant. Only then would Yumro's rut finally subside. There was no avoiding it. Haruhi was going to carry his pup, and it would happen within the week. But compared to just a year ago Haruhi's stamina had gone up a great deal, and Yumro didn't have to be concerned for his health. "Love I already told you is not just the weather, you are effect by my up coming rut remembered?" Yumro closed the laptop and reached out invitingly for Haruhi to come over. When he did. Yumro took the ice from Haruhi's hands and instead gently pressed the bag again the curve of his lower back. It gave an much easier effect than the neck as it cooled the blood running down into his legs and back up through his organs and system. "Remember I told you not to have anything planed this week? Cause I'm not gonna let you leave the house " ------- Shan --------- Seeing the smile spread across the other man's lips as he tasted the drink Shan had picked out for him made Shan's own smile widen. There was something strangely satisfying about seeing Haru enjoy it. And then there was that laugh. It was soft and unexpectedly cute, enough to make Shan linger on the sound. Sure a beautiful sound. At the mention of the bet, Shan hadn't actually been serious about it. He had only thrown the idea out there as part of their playful banter, and he was more than happy to let it disappear without another thought. But then Haru invited him to dinner. For a moment, Shan wasn't quite sure how to respond. Of course he wanted to say yes. The answer came almost instinctively. But wasn't Haruko here with his coworkers? Still, before Shan could decide whether he should make an excuse or simply go with what he wanted, Haru spoke again. ["My-my name is Haruko, by the way. I hope… you might let me know yours~ I would like to thank you for the drinks properly."] Shan was just about to answer when the group gathered around the open floor suddenly erupted into a wave of noise. Both men turned their heads toward the commotion. That was when Shan noticed the live music had ended. The musician had packed up, and the speakers had taken over, filling the room with something much louder and more energetic. ["Um… as for that." Haru gestured toward the loud and rowdy group. "...Well, let's just say I happened to be dragged out. I'm only in town for the next two weeks on business matters… hence the army of coworkers."] He gave the group another glance before looking back at Shan. ["This… isn't really my kind of scene."] "They sure are a lively bunch." Shan chuckled. It wasn't exactly unusual. Grown men and women could become surprisingly enthusiastic once they were finally free from work and responsibilities. Shan had been much the same when he was younger. In his teens, he had been perfectly capable of getting swept up in the energy of a night out. These days, however, he preferred something quieter. Something like this. A quiet drink. Good conversation. And, apparently, an attractive stranger who had caught his attention. "But I'm kinda glad they 'dragged' you out." Shan's smile became a little more playful as his fingers idly toyed with the stem of his wineglass. "Otherwise, who was gonna teach you how to enjoy a good drink?" He paused, letting his eyes travel over Haru for just a second. "If not for their actions, I might've completely missed the chance to spend an evening with someone so handsome and sweet as a button." Perhaps Shan was laying it on a little thick. Maybe more than a little. But the reaction he received in return was worth it. Haruko looked so adorably flustered that Shan found himself momentarily breathless. There was something incredibly endearing about it. Shan shifted slightly closer, scooting toward Haru as he listened to the other man continue speaking. The closer he got, the more obvious it became just how nervous Haruko was. His words occasionally stumbled over themselves. His posture was a little too careful, his expressions betraying a shyness that didn't seem entirely intentional. It was almost as though he wasn't used to this. Talking to some random stranger he'd only just met, perhaps. Or flirting with one. Possibly both. But despite the nervousness, Shan wasn't blind. The way Haruko looked at him gave away plenty. There was interest there. Real interest. And that realization sent a pleasant little thrill through Shan's chest. Then Haruko mentioned the possibility of taking things somewhere more private. A hotel room. Shan felt his cheeks grow warm. His mind immediately supplied several interpretations of that suggestion, none of which were particularly innocent. 'Get your mind out of the gutter!' He silently scolded himself. Unfortunately, looking back at the other only to see his flushed cheeks did absolutely nothing to help. If anything, it made his imagination considerably worse. Shan cleared his throat softly and leaned forward, resting one elbow against the counter. He settled his chin into his hand, giving Haru a relaxed, almost teasing smile. "Sounds like you're asking me out on a date." He didn't phrase it like a question. It was more of a simple observation. His free hand drifted toward Haru, fingers gently brushing against the man's sleeve. He let his hand linger there, barely touching, as though giving Haru every opportunity to move away if he wanted to. Neither of them did. "I'd love to go with you," Shan finally said. His voice had softened without him realizing it. "I can't say I'm much familiar with this city either. I've only been here a few times for work." A small laugh escaped him. "What a coincidence, right?" His fingers shifted slightly, resting against Haruko's arm. And then— For the briefest moment, Shan could have sworn he felt sparks. Not literally, of course. But there was a strange warmth beneath his fingertips, the heat of Haruko's body radiating through the fabric of his clothes. It seemed to pulse beneath Shan's touch, subtle but unmistakable, drawing him closer. The rest of the room seemed to fade. It all became distant background noise. Shan found himself leaning closer without consciously deciding to. Their eyes remained locked together, neither willing to be the first to look away. Their faces slowly drew closer, the distance between them shrinking with every second. There was something almost spellbinding about the moment. Shan could feel the warmth of Haru's breath now. Just a little closer. A little closer— <"Excuse me."> A small voice broke through the haze. Shan blinked as the spell shattered. He gently pulled back from Haru and straightened himself in his chair, turning toward the newcomer. Ah. His eyes widened slightly. It was the young woman who had been performing the live music earlier. She stood there with an expression of unmistakable excitement, looking at Shan with such open admiration that he already had a pretty good idea of what was coming. 'Oh boy.' A fan. The young woman opened her mouth again. "You're Simon Gray, aren't you?! I'm a huge fan! I've listened to all your albums. I didn't realize you were actually here!" Her eyes practically sparkled. "Sir, did you listen to my performance? What did you think?" Shan felt a little awkward at being recognized at precisely this moment. The mood between him and Haruko had been so good. So delicate. He had been dangerously close to kissing the man, and now reality had decided to pull him back by the collar. Still, none of that was the young woman's fault. Simon Gray was his stage name, his professional identity. Whatever one wanted to call it, the name existed for a reason. Privacy. Shan had no desire to have his personal life tangled up with his career. So he hid his discomfort behind a calm smile. "I thought you played very pleasantly. Very easy on the ears," Shan said, keeping his tone warm and sincere. "You've got a good foundation. It still needs some work before you can really make that cover feel completely like your own, but it was still a good performance." He made an effort not to sound rushed or dismissive. The young woman clearly hadn't expected such a thoughtful answer. Her face lit up. "Thank you so much, sir! It means the world to hear that. I'll be sure to work even harder from here. Thank you!" She gave him a quick, enthusiastic bow before giggling and hurrying back toward wherever she'd come from. Shan watched her disappear into the crowd. Then, slowly, he turned back toward Haru. The expression on his face immediately became apologetic. "Sorry for making things awkward..." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly embarrassed. "I did say I was here for work too." His gaze briefly flicked toward the noisy crowd before returning to Haru. Honestly, perhaps leaving wasn't such a bad idea. Shan pushed himself up from his chair. Then he held out a hand toward Haruko, his smile returning. "So… wanna get out of here?" His eyes gleamed with playful amusement. "Somewhere hopefully where no one knows us?"

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