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Chapter 14: Yes

When Fang woke up and saw they were landing he couldn't help a smile, "Finally," he sighed as he adjusted in his seat and Prince chuckled, "It's good to see you wake with a smile," Prince said, his hand still in Fang's, exactly how it was when Fang went to sleep. Fang smiled down at Prince's strong grasp and gave it an excited squeeze and Prince chuckled again, pulling his hand up to kiss his knuckles gently, and Fang grinned, looking out the window to watch as they landed in Russia. "You're awfully silly when you're excited," Prince smiled and Fang rolled his eyes, "I'm not doing anything,"

"Except glowing," Prince pointed out, kissing Fang's hand again, "I love it when you're happy, you're always so serious,"

"Somebody has to be," Fang said, still smiling as the plane descended. "Still, you never relax enough; you're always on the edge of things. But never mind that now, you just be cute and happy." Fang rolled his eyes so hard the rest of his head rolled with them. "Whatever, Prince," he chuckled, still peering out the window.

As soon as he plane landed the two met up with Ace and found themselves in the fancy Moscow airport. "YA poluchu nam taksi," Prince said and Fang blinked, "What?"

"I said I'll get us a taxi, we can get a hotel room and from there we can start finding your Flock," Prince said before running off to the service counters. "He's speaks Russian too," Fang chuckled, "how many languages does he know?"

"All of them?" Ace guessed, "he was given the best possible education alongside all of his experiments, the Japanese knew that brainless subjects were no good."

"Huh, I can hardly get through fifth grade math…" Fang mumbled, "Who am I kidding? I can't even get through the basics of math!"

"Neither can I, but hey, we're American, he's Japanese and like… some other thing, he only ever found out who his mother was,"

"Who was his mother?" Fang asked, shoving his hands into his pockets, "I didn't actually meet her myself, he found her after he killed me that one time—"

"What?!"

"But from what I was told and what I picked up on it seems she was some poor chick who's only survived because she married rich men, she gave birth to Prince when she was fourteen and dumped him with the School to avoid putting shame on her family or something, after that she moved to America and apparently had another kid when she was eighteen but also dumped the kid with the School."

"Wait," Fang cut in, turning to look Ace in the eye, "You mean he has a sibling somewhere out there?"

"Yeah, a younger brother, he's been looking for him for years now," Ace nodded, glancing over at Prince who was talking very smoothly in Russian to the female airport employee. "It's one of the reasons we kind of ended up in California, but not a direct reason,"

"What was the direct reason?"

"Prince was trying to get away from me,"

"What do you mean—what is it with you two anyway? One moment it's all honky-dory and next thing I know you're trying to put a bullet through each other's head," Fang said, giving Ace a look that said he expected an answer to this. "We just… we don't work well together, we grew up understanding it's every man for himself, having a partner only holds you back and causes danger,"

"Then why are you two still traveling together?"

"Because we have chemistry as fighters and strategists," Ace said "even if we kill each other, we get farther when we're with each other, we don't last very well without one another. I still hate his scrawny ass though, the fucking bastard is a—"

"And we're back to cocking guns," Fang said and Ace laughed, "Yeah, I know, we just can't help it."

"How come you two never do that to me?" Fang asked and Ace raised an eyebrow, "Do what?"

"Why don't you ever try to kill me? If you don't like traveling in groups, why did you let me stay with you guys?" Ace frowned down at her feet, "Um, that—"

"Poyekhali!" Fang jumped when Prince suddenly appeared, "the taxi is waiting,"

"Oh goody! I've never been to Moscow before, let's hit the town!"

"Hotel first," Prince reminded and she huffed, "Whatever boss," she scoffed and Prince smiled and threw an arm around the two, "Let's go!"

The hotel they stayed at was top-notch; Fang was actually surprised they could afford it, since it took them so long to even get money to come here. There were two bedrooms and a large living space, along with a small kitchen and two and a half bathrooms, and must he mention the terrace that overlooked the city? Prince and Ace seem to never settle for less.

"Wow, this is amazing," Fang admitted, "yep, I'm afraid I couldn't get anything with more than two bedrooms, though," Prince said, "That's alright I'll sleep on the couch—"

"Like hell you will!" Ace cut in with a cackle, "you boys can share a room again, I will not have my sweet little baby sleeping on a couch,"

"I'm a year older than you," Fang scowled, not liking being called her "baby." Ace laughed again and Prince put an arm around Fang, "Hey, is there anything wrong with sharing a room with me?" He asked with a sizeable smirk and Fang sighed, "No," he pouted and Ace squealed at the expression, cackling as she wandered off to the small kitchen.

"C'mon, let's go check out the room," Prince said, nodding for Fang to follow, naturally Fang did, he can't help but follow him. Prince led Fang into the bedroom on the far left side of the room. The bedroom was rather large with a nice sized wardrobe, desk, dresser, vanity, and a king sized bed that took up most of the far wall. That coloring was a bit pastel for Fang's liking, but he isn't going to complain.

"Wow," Fang said, dropping his backpack and plopping down on the bed. "This is roomier than the condo in LA, my whole Flock could stay here comfortably," he chuckled, laying back on the bed as Prince dropped his backpack in the wardrobe.

Prince came over, leaning over Fang on his hands, smiling evilly. "This is quite comfy looking bed," he said and Fang felt a blush come over him as he looked up at Prince, the older boys hair hanging out of his eyes, letting the younger birdkid see the seductive shine in both his normal eye and that peculiar snake eye.

"I feel like breaking it in," Prince grinned, leaning in and sucking on Fang's neck. Fang flushed red from his knees to his ears; those said red knees beginning to shake. "B-but Ace is—"

"I'm going out boys! I'll be back in a while! It's shopping time!"

"Ace is gone," Prince grinned much darker, "you're mine." Prince bit down into Fang's neck and he bit his lip, "B-but I thought we were going to start looking fo—"

"Screw work right now, let's play, we haven't played in what seems like forever," Prince practically sounded crazed with the thought of sex as he started yanking down Fang's pants. Fang took Prince's hands in his own, causing the older boy to look up at him, "Let's do this gently this time," Fang said with a small, blushing smile. Prince looked oddly surprised, probably because Fang wasn't complaining or trying to argue. Prince smiled sweetly and leaned in, kissing Fang's lips softly and passionately, grinning as he did so.

Fang could feel Prince's hand sliding up the back of his shirt, lightly tugging at his feathers and slipping beneath his wings, gliding up his spine and dragging his shirt up as he did so. The soft hand slipped between Fang's shoulder blades, bracing beneath him and pulling Fang into a sitting position, his other hand pulling Fang's shirt over his head, momentarily breaking the kiss.

Prince smiled into Fang's eyes, his face softer than usual as he took the younger boy in, finally leaning back down to kiss Fang again, Fang taking the moment to undo Prince's shirt, getting his hands on that toned chest as fast as possible. Sure, he told Prince to be gentle, which usually means slower, but Fang had small patience, he just wanted to touch Prince so bad. Usually Fang felt so afraid or embarrassed, but he actually wanted Prince for some reason, everything just felt right for some reason.

Fang's hands slid over Prince's bare chest, his thin fingers dancing over him as Fang leaned forward to kiss his tense muscles. Prince chuckled and Fang flushed red, feeling like he just did something stupid, "What?" he asked, feeling small. "You're so cute!" Prince squealed in an almost Ace like manner as he pulled Fang onto his hips, lifting him off the bed as their lips connected again, this time much deeper. Prince teetered left and right as he tried to balance Fang on his pelvis, Fang wrapping his legs around the older boy to keep himself from possibly slipping down, even though he knew Prince would never drop him.

Prince was grinning like a madman as he kissed Fang over and over again, and Fang was just smiling at how funny it was; he wasn't exactly sure why Prince was so utterly happy. Prince teetered once more before slowly walking over to the empty desk, sitting Fang down. Prince bent lower, kissing at Fang's chest and nipping playfully at his nipples, making Fang blush brighter, slowly exhaling a hot breath as his mind reeled. Prince's hands wander down to Fang's loose pants, gently shimmying them down his legs, his mouth wandering lower and to Fang's navel the farther down he shoved his pants. Prince chuckled again, pausing and Fang glanced down. "What is it now?"

"You haven't shaved in a few days, huh?" he grinned, running a hand across Fang's lower abdomen, "you're beginning to get a little 'happy trail,'" Prince snickered and Fang rolled his eyes, "I said gentle, not fucking talkative," Fang scowled and Prince laughed, "What? I want to explore you a little more, is all," Prince grinned, grabbing onto Fang's boxers and slipping them down quickly.

Prince licked his lips hungrily as soon as Fang's hardened cock appeared. Fang watched as Prince leaned in and sucked on his inner thighs, the wet sensation making Fang writhe, his throbbing cock feeling neglected. Fang smiled softly down at Prince, slipping his fingers through Prince's hair, pulling back his long bangs so they won't get in the way. Fang watched as Prince's eyes fluttered shut as he kissed his way closer to Fang's eager member, closing in on it before slipping the tip into his mouth, Fang smiling a little wider, letting his head relax back against the wall.

Fang moaned quietly as he felt Prince's tongue loll around the flesh of his cock, sliding wherever it can, making a warm sensation begin to roll in Fang's stomach. Prince took it in deeper and Fang couldn't help a sharper moan as he felt the tightening space of Prince's mouth come over him, feeling his sheathed and smooth fangs drift across his flesh, the strange feeling making Fang wriggle beneath Prince's mouth.

Fang released a loud and slow moan as Prince inhaled deeply, sucking hard as he bobbed his head up and down. Fang could feel Prince's teeth lightly grazing his cock, making him wince here and there but it actually made it all the better. The warm sensation began growing into pure heat in the pit of Fang's stomach, his fist gripping Prince's hair tighter, his hips unable to avoid the need to thrust into Prince's throat. Prince choked noiselessly and held down Fang's hips with a single hand, the other one grabbing the base of Fang's cock, pumping what wasn't in his mouth.

Fang let loose a sharp and noisy exhale as he shuddered against the build of pleasure swimming through him, his eyes rolling back as Prince hummed, a low vibration building in his throat and spreading through Fang's dick, making him cry out. "Oh god…! Pr-Prince!" Fang called, his fingers knotting in the older boy's raven hair. Fang could feel Prince's lips tighten into a smile for a moment and he sucked harder, humming louder as he pumped more.

Fang panted heavily, his eyes closing tightly as he felt the pleasure build in his stomach, the intense heat becoming overwhelming before just spilling out of him in a small burst. Fang moaned loudly as he seeped cum down Prince's throat. The older birdkid chuckled devilishly, his tongue lolling around Fang's cock once more before swallowing the load.

Prince pulled away with a heavy and wet pop that made Fang's ears ring (not that they weren't already), "Get over here, you," Prince smiled, a rather adorable amount of saliva around his lips. Prince leaned into and gave Fang a sloppy and wet kiss, pulling him to his pelvis, Fang feeling the major hard on beneath Prince's jeans. Prince bit down on Fang's lips before letting his tongue invade the younger birdkid's mouth, shoving it straight down his throat as he grinded against him lustfully.

Fang moaned against Prince's wet tongue as it slid against his own, making him taste not only Prince but himself. Prince grinded harder against Fang, obviously on the edge of losing his mind before suddenly breaking the kiss and rushing to the wardrobe, yanking out his backpack and rummaging through it, coming back with that familiar tube of lube.

Prince squirted a more than a generous amount in his hand, spreading it across his dick as he had Fang prop his legs up on his shoulders. Fang bit his lip semi-nervously, shaking ever so slightly. This part wasn't his favorite, I mean, he expected it to be better with time, but it's always the first few thrusts that get him. He'll admit to the pain.

Once Fang felt Prince's slick hand grip the his thighs Fang braced himself, inhale slowly as Prince slipped in slowly, "Relax," Prince cooed and Fang forced himself to do so as Prince sheathed himself completely. Fang took a shaky breath, clutching the hands that clutched him, "It's okay," Prince chuckled, sliding back and slowly forward again, gently thrusting. Fang let his eyes close, feeling all of Prince inside, feeling the building friction as he slowly began to thrust faster.

"Ah—ah~!" Fang suddenly chirped, the moan so sudden he didn't even see it coming. Prince had hit the special spot deep inside him with the precision of a sniper. Prince grinned demonically and thrust hard, directly into the spot again, making Fang's back arch, his mouth hanging open with a soundless moan. "I don't hear you," Prince said, thrusting again and Fang grit his teeth, grasping Fang's shoulders and clenching his eyes tightly shut. "What's that?" Prince chuckled, thrusting at a quicker pace until he forced it out of Fang. "Ngh…! Aa-a-a-ah!"

Prince nearly cackled as he continued to thrust, hissing in pleasure. Fang's fingernails dug deeply into Prince's shoulders, trying to pull him closer somehow; he just wanted more, he wanted Prince deeper, even though that wasn't entirely possible. "A-a-ah! Pri-i-ince!" Fang howled, knowing they were alone gave him an odd sense of freedom, he wanted to scream, he wanted Prince to make him scream. Fang didn't think he was ever so… horny before, usually they were in a paranoid-inducing situation and he was high-strung as fuck, but they were alone, it was just Fang and Prince and big fucking room to make a big fucking mess of, and Fang wanted to do everything.

With another heavy thrust Fang's position on the desk slipped and he fumble and smacked his head on the wall. "G'ah! Fuck!" Fang hissed, immediately grabbing his head. "Oh, are you okay?!" Prince nearly panicked, quickly pulling Fang away from the wall (managing to not slide out) and to his chest, immediately running his fingers through his hair and across his scalp. "C'mon," Prince said, slipping out to lift Fang, carrying him gently over to the bed.

Prince leaned over, kissing Fang's head before looking deep into his eyes. "Are you okay, Fang?" he asked and Fang nodded, "Please keep going," he said in a voice he would completely deny being sugary sweet even though it was. Fang could actually see goosebumps rise on Prince's shoulders when he asked so sweetly for more. "Oh, Fang…" he purred, leaning in and kissing him again.

Prince shifted Fang onto his side (kindly placing one of the pillows under his head before doing so) and propping a single leg up on his shoulder, carefully sliding back into Fang with a slick noise. It didn't take long for Prince to pick up a nice and steady rhythm, rocking in and out of Fang, hitting that little sweet spot nearly every single time. The moans coming out of Fang's moans were practically echoing around the large room and vibrating in the pillow he breathed into.

Fang's thought swam aimlessly as he felt that irresistible pressure and heat building in his stomach, like a swelling balloon that he so desperately wanted to pop, but Prince was much smarter in dragging things out as long as possible. Rapidly slowing down to an agonizing pace, poking and probing at Fang's prostate until he moaned his throat dry.

"Prince… I—I can't take it anymore…!" Fang whimpered, "P-please~!" he begged but Prince wasn't satisfied with that "beg." He took hold of Fang's dick, stroking it slowly, but massaging deeply and in all the most sensitive of place. "What's that?" he purred and Fang whimpered again, the wonderful sensation in his stomach twisting around unbearably, making him sweat with want. "Please, Prince, please make me come~!" he begged and Prince smiled, "That'll do."

Prince began to thrust quick and hard, squeezing Fang's cock as he pumped it at a steady, killer pace. Fang moaned long and hard, feeling the heat and pressure spike suddenly, writhing and undulating beneath Prince who was panting through a mad grin. Fang eyes clenched tightly shut as he howled in pleasure, the swimming sensations in his stomach filling the cup and overflowing. He couldn't handle it anymore. Fang cried out as the intense eruption came over him, making him shudder and squeeze his pillow as he came all over the bed.

Prince grinned darker at the sight, pumping Fang more and thrusting harder, putting everything into it until he couldn't take it anymore and literally filled Fang to the point of overflow, actually moaning out as well, his teeth unsheathing just before he bit into his lip. Fang watched as Prince's eyes clenched shut as he burst, his fangs slipping into his flesh and immediately drawing blood. Fang's eyes followed the red droplets as they slid down his chin, and down his neck, and some even made it to his chest. That toned chest…

Prince panted heavily, his long bangs hanging over his eyes as he gathered himself. Fang smiled, pushing his hair back in a strangely loving manner. He looked at Prince's face, the thin, strong features, the high cheekbones, those most obviously Asian eyes and that crooked mouth; the snake eye, and the fangs. Fang just couldn't get enough of seeing it. Prince smiled that Crooked Grin™ that wasn't even marred from the blood pouring out of his lip.

Fang leaned up and kissed Prince's mouth and chin clean, his lips following the flow of blood down his neck and to his chest. Prince chuckled, wrapping his arms around Fang and laying down with the younger boy clutched to his chest, "You're so cute," he said, nuzzling Fang's feathery hair. Fang rolled his eyes but was smiling as wide as can be, "Apparently."

Sora: Oh man, this bitch is just lining up to tap their asses! ;D

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