With a light slam against the unadorned wall of an abandoned building, the rough but soft fingers of the Lone Wolf captures Souga's chin within his grasp. The patch of hair that decorated the smaller man's chin rubbed against the wolf's digits, feeling the pressure slightly compressing together. A wolf's sharp calculated eyes had spoken of many emotions, and the impending temptation of one's hunger on its prey, and they were locked onto him. Drinking the strategist's anxious expression before grazing a thumb gently along the freshly healed wound on his cheek. Caressing with such precision of the lightest brush of a needle against flesh. As if admiring the bright crimson red that brushed Souga's cheek from when one of the wasteland bandits had attempted to ambush the two men and their armies- only for those lackeys to be met with the same explosive fate.
Fate brought upon the hands of Ryuga, who had rushed to his side to immediately vanquish the opposing men's existence as a whole. Watching as they freeze in real time, suffering from the intense numbing bites that digged its fangs right into the prey who dared lay a scratch on one of Raoh's trusted subordinates. For a second, Souga caught a glimpse of the Ryuga's expression furrowing. A Taishan Heavenly Wolf Fist used thrice to cut each section of the human body held such ferocity within the calloused palms. In the first time, for as long as Ryuga has been introduced to the rest of Raoh's subordinates and army, Souga believed there was underlying anger within his grasp.
Raoh's right-hand man had often relied on conveying his thoughts and his internal feelings locked inside his chest through body language. Not once has Souga witnessed the corner of his lips even cracking a smile on the permanent glower concealing his fangs. Oh, those fangs that have dug into the nape of his neck. His blood satiated the man's appetite, hungrily licking his lips before digging in to suckle on his skin to temporarily allow the wound to coat his body. A wince left Souga's lip before it transformed into a low whine from the small sting, then the aching became pleasurable. Ryuga's claws were digging into the other man's sides, threatening to cut through the surface layer yet carried enough restraint not to draw more cuts.
Souga in return clasped onto the wolf's shoulders, teeth clenched as he could feel a wet appendage drag along the area. A low groan rumbled through the other man's throat, which could closely be described as a guttural growl. He could feel the warm air against his skin once he partially pulled away to catch his breath. The strategist's ears were able to identify a small murmur that came out of Ryuga, but the only words that he was able to catch on were: "Stand still." That being said, the wolf wasted no time trailing his tongue further along his body and reaching for his neck. Finally, his lips made contact through a gentle press. A small "pop" filled the smaller man's ear, which he quickly caught on after a few more kisses were decorated amongst him. "Please.." the soft mumble Souga let out, before Ryuga swiftly cut him off. "I cannot wait anymore," his lips trailed further up to paint his cheeks, "You've driven me mad.. I need you, now."
Finally, after the gradual buildup by the Lone Wolf's affection, Ryuga's lips captured him for the first time. Souga's eyes widened by the sudden taste enveloping his, frozen by such an intimate action from a man as cold as the icy rain. The debris around the two men developed as the walls decayed further, adding onto the piles and abandoned materials surrounding the area. Yet, it was the only sound that was blocked out of the strategist's mind. No amount of planning would've been able to prepare the smaller man of predicting this outcome. Furthermore, the thumping in his heart had increased significantly more.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Gradually, the trembling in his hand slowly rose up to caress the smooth silk of his cheek. Reluctantly slipping away, a smile coats over Souga's expression before indulging once more in the wolf's appetite. Their lips lock together once more as the hunger intensifies. ..How long will they be able to stay within this abandoned building before they must part?