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"..And you're certain that these aren't permanent?"
"Swear on my pride~!"
Gepard could only sigh at that, turning back towards the mirror with a skeptical look on his face.
He reached up again to flick the corner of the ears that sat atop his head, wincing a bit as he felt the contact and involuntarily flicking the ear in response.
This was so weird.
Gepard had gotten animal ears. From a coin.
Direwolf ones, to be specific, courtesy of none other than Sampo Koski- well, his 'friend', so to speak. He didn't quite get the specifics; he was too distracted by how real the ears felt. They even matched his hair color- and his normal ears? Nowhere to be seen. Physically he didn't feel any different, nor did his hearing change, but he could still subconsciously move the ears around and feel them like they were a part of his body naturally.
He also had a pair of sharper fangs, and the pupils of his eyes seemed to be slitted, much more akin to an animals than a humans.
"...can you explain how this works to me again..?"
Glancing at Sampo in the mirror again, Gepard had to sigh again, still curiously tugging on the scruff at the base of the ear. He really couldn't wrap his head around it.
Luckily though, Sampo seemed more than willing to oblige, hopping up onto the bathroom counter with a lazy grin.
"Its just aetherial editing~!" He leaned back on his arm, cackling when Gepard gave him a blank look. "Someone just tampered with the data of reality, no biggie! Think of it like- An elaborate illusion!"
Sampo added a flourish to his words, only grinning wider as Gepard gave him another deadpan stare.
"That sounds incredibly dangerous."
"It ainttt~ It'll wear off in a few hourss, the universe always fixes itself."
"And you're not the one who made this."
"There are things even good ole Sampo can't do, yknow! Luckily, a good partner owed me a favor, and doin somethin like this isn't far out of their skill!" Sampo flippantly tossed the hexagonal shaped coin between his fingers. "Besides, she said it was multi-use!"
"You sound like you're talking from experience."
Based on Sampos reaction, Gepard could take a guess that he probably was.
"At least you didn't give me a tail." With a sigh, Gepard finally stopped inspecting himself in the mirror, giving himself one final glance before turning to Sampo.
"Ohh~ ideas!"
"Sampo."
Sampo cackled as they left the bathroom, elbowing Gepard with a sly look on his face. "Cmonn, it'll be funny! Cute, even!"
Red flushed through Gepards cheeks as he dragged a hand down his face. He could feel his ear flick in both irritation and embarrassment, sending a sideways glare at his partner. Sampo only grinned in return, winking to a little extra flair.
"So why do I have to be a direwolf, again?" As they reached Gepards living room, Gepard decided to finally ask the question on his mind that was a bit more prevalent now that the 'how' was out of the way.
And it seemed it was the right question, cause Sampo's eyes lit up, the businessman disappearing in a split second. Gepard bit back a yell of surprise, eyes darting around before arms appeared around his waist.
"Boo~!"
Gepard felt his spine stiffen as a warm breath flitted by his ear, red chasing through his body as splotches of blush grew on his cheeks and neck.
"Sampo!"
The conman laughed again before letting go of his lover, spinning around in front of Gepard with a flourish to show off the red cloak draped on his shoulders. Faux ears sat atop the hood, white fluff lining the edges of the fabric.
He had to admit, he looked kinda cute, but he still didn't see the point.
"Where did you get that?" Is what he ended up settling on asking, glancing Sampo up and down in curiosity. He raised a brow, folding his arms. "....you didn't steal it, did you?"
"Wha-?! Noooooo-" Sampo pretended to be offended at the very notion, a hand over his heart, before pouting. "Don't tell me you don't know the story of Red Riding Hood!!"
"Care to enlighten me?" Gepard had to admit, his curiosity was piqued.
"Welllll~" Taking the opening, Sampo sauntered before he stood in front of Gepard, a coy look decorating his face. With all the dramatics, he turned on his heel with a hand on his forehead, falling backwards into Gepard, forcing the captain to rather quickly catch and steady him. "It's about a poor, innocent person named Red Riding Hood.."
He cracked open an eye with a smirk before he turned around, tracing a finger up Gepard's chest and neck before tracing it along the underside of Gepard's chin, enjoying the way Gepard swallowed on nothing at his touch. Leaning up to get to Gepard's ear, Sampo couldn't help himself but to steady himself by planting his hands on Gepard's chest, smug the entire way through. Look, he was only one or two centimeters shorter, but an opportunity is an opportunity.
"...And the big, bad wolf who wants to eat them up~"
Sampo watched as Gepard's pupils dilated, getting bigger before shrinking to slits, narrowed in on the conman as Gepard seemed to get a grasp on Sampo's intentions. Hands settled on Sampo's hips, Gepards face getting faintly redder.
"I feel like there's more to the story then that."
"Details, shmetails-" Sampo just shrugged at that, his tongue peeking out between his lips. Winding his arms over Gepards shoulders, Sampo reached up to scratch behind the furry ears atop Gepards head. "I've told you all you need to know~"
And Gepard couldn't even retort, taken aback by the small sparks of bliss that went scattered down his neck as Sampo playfully pet him. He barely even registered pulling Sampo closer, dropping his head to give Sampo better access.
It wasn't until he heard Sampo chuckling that he snapped back, snapping his head up as embarrassment flooded his face.
"Sampo-" Holding back a whine as Sampo leaned up to continue toying with Gepard's ears, the captain struggled to keep his composure, shuddering. Sampo was quite enjoying watching his captain become more of a writhing mess by the second. "Sampo- Please- stop, I can't think-"
All Sampo did was grin, finally dropping his hands to pull Gepard in for a kiss.
Gepard was quick to get his bearings back, snagging Sampo by the hips again and pulling him unfathomably close. It pushed a moan from Sampos lips, eagerly letting himself get manhandled. His back hit a wall, when did they get there?, and Sampo grinned into the kiss, playfully putting his wrists next to his ear as Gepard pulled back.
Pink decorated Sampos face, the conman not-so-subtly biting his lip as blue eyes narrowed down at him, immediately drawn to the action.
"Oh nooo~ The big bad wolf is gonna eat me uppp~!" Sampo borderline cackled as Gepard immediately groaned, dropping his head to the crook of Sampo's shoulder. He pushed the fabric of the hood aside the best he could, hiding the red in his face.
"If you want this, we are not doing that." Teeth mouthed at the side of Sampos neck though, almost implying the opposite. Before Sampo could even respond though, teeth sunk into the skin, sending a ripple across his skin and a muffled moan to Sampo's lips.
"Seems- seems to me like ya wanna follow through~!" Sampo teased back though, rutting his hips forward to encourage Gepard on. He was aware that he was pushing Gepards limits, something he was quite adept at doing. Hr was almost tempted to reach up and try petting the captain again. "Cmonnn, do I have to call you puppy? OrrrRR-"
Sampo was abruptly cut off by a hand snaking under his thigh, Gepard quite easily picking Sampo up and giving the conman a good look at his face for a brief second. His back was braced against the wall, the thin slits of Gepards pupils firmly trained on Sampo, brimming with bits of irritation and desire.
"Now you've done it." The words were practically a snarl, excitement racing through Sampo's veins as he was unceremoniously tossed over Gepards shoulder, the businessman letting out a mix of a laugh and a yelp.
"Ohh~ Who knew you'd be into thAT-" His attempt at teasing was quickly cut off by a hand shamelessly getting a feel of his ass, sputtering in shock as he tried to twist around and look at Gepard.
He didn't get much of a chance before he was dumped onto a mattress, pink still dashed across his face before hands found his wrists, Sampo finding himself pinned to the bed. Not an unusual situation, he had to admit, but when he looked up to see Gepard's eyes glowing down at him, a faint blue permeating in the dim light, oh it felt entirely different.
He really owed Hex after this.
For now, though, he had to deal with a very hungry wolf.
Teeth grazed at the skin of his neck again, sending a shudder through Sampo's body. The sharp canines were a contrast to the usual blunt teeth he had to deal with regularly, though he found himself not really minding it.
"And here I thought you were a wolf, not a vampire!"
Gepards response was to bite down, forcing Sampo's breath to hitch, a mixture of a moan and a laugh escaping him. He didn't break skin, careful enough for that as he pulled back just enough to nip another spot. He was quick to start pulling apart Sampos outfit, the tie for the cloak quickly coming undone and laying out beneath Sampo.
"This is what you wanted, right?" Gepard paused for just a moment, his gaze finding Sampos. Fingernails graced over the skin of Sampos hips, waiting just long enough for Sampo to huff.
"I will call you a puppy again if you don't get on with it." He said it all in good fun, a teasing look dancing on Sampo's face.
Pupils narrowed into slits again, before Sampo had to yelp as his world got flipped around. He barely managed to lift his head off the mattress and gather his bearings before the hem of his pants and garments were tugged down, cold air hitting skin. Gepard didn't even bother to pull them fully off, shoving the hem of Sampo's shirt up the conmans back before pressing a thumb right at the edge of where Sampo wanted it to be.
A shudder ran through his body at the light touch, Sampo peering over his shoulder to try and get a look at what Gepard might be doing, but he got his answer soon enough.
The only warning he got was a puff of warm air before teeth sunk into the globe of his ass, pulling an ungodly sound from his lips in his surprise. He could hear a muffled chuckle behind him, a jolt passing through him as fingernails grazed the outline of the bite.
There was no reason for that to be as hot as it was.
He wasn't given a moment's respite either, a tongue dragging over the bitten area that was so close yet so far from where Sampo actually wanted Gepard to be. Almost involuntarily, he bucked his hips, trying to nudge Gepard closer but he was firmly stopped, hands grabbing his hips and stilling him.
The warmth pulled away, tugging a whine from Sampos lips. A kiss was pressed to his spine, accompanied by a low laugh before Gepard reached under a pillow, the familiar sound of a bottle clicking open renewing a bit of the excitement inside him.
Gepard seemed to notice it too, pausing for a moment. Sampo glanced over his shoulder to see an amused look on his partner's face as he generously slathered his fingers in the lubricant. Their eyes met for a brief moment before a bit of the oil drizzled onto Sampo, a cold contrast to heated skin.
Finally, finally, Sampo was given the contact he so craved. Dipping deeper, Gepard was surprised by how easily Sampo gave way, curiously glancing back at the conman with a question on the tip of his tongue.
"..Did you prepare yourself?" He didn't pause his ministrations as he asked, if anything he doubled his effort, watching with minor amusement as Sampo tumbled over his words to respond.
"M-Maybe..~ Got- Got- hn- Got a bit excited, think- thinkin bout you railin me- Fillin me full with- with your lil pups-" A low whine escaped him as a finger crooked just right.
He missed Gepards reaction though, pupils blown wide even as a little part of him sighed from Sampo still playing up his 'part'. It was enough motivation for him to pull his hand away though, even if he didnt want to fuck the conman just yet.
In those brief moments, Sampo managed to settle his head in his arms, gathering a pillow to rest against. Curiosity got the better of him, about to ask a question of his own when he got his answer, eyes widening in surprise.
A moan tore its way from his lips as his back arched, forcing Gepard to hold him firmly in place by his thighs as the captain buried his tongue into Sampo. The instinct to squirm was immediately crushed, every movement he tried to make firmly stopped. It left Sampo to writhe with his fingers twisted into the sheets, helpless the moment Gepard found the part that made him crumble.
Caught in the web far too easily, Sampo could only let himself be subjected to Gepards whims. A pair of fingers joining the tongue to abuse and bully his swollen prostate, repeatedly sending wave after wave of electricity dancing up his spine, teeth occasionally sinking into skin as well. Gepard didn't seem interested in stopping any time soon either, drinking in Sampos reactions as motivation to push further, press deeper.
It felt like bliss, Sampo barely registering as Gepard pulled his head back, keeping his hand knuckle deep into the businessman. A bite landed on the inside of his thigh, sending another jolt through Sampos body before he was manhandled again, flipped back onto his back. He could only look for a moment, enough to see Gepard dip his head, settling between his partner's thighs.
Another bruise was quickly made on the inside of Sampos thigh, making him twitch from the proximity. Gepard didn't seem to miss that, a hidden smile dancing on his lips before he trailed closer, closer.
Heat engulfed him and Sampo couldn't help but to throw his head back. He was already feeling sensitive from his own imagination and their foreplay, but he wasn't expecting to be of this magnitude.
He couldn't help himself, instinct guiding him to twine his fingers into Gepards hair. A low moan vibrated through him as Sampo unintentionally tugged, one of Gepards ears continuously flicking against his wrist.
"Mnh- Gep- I'm- GepArd~!"
His lover pulled off a mere moment before orgasm hit, ropes of white painting across his face and Sampos abdomen. Gepard wiped it away with the excess sheet before finally sitting up, Sampo having let go of him in his bliss.
Taking in the sight, Gepard felt hints of pride leak into him at seeing Sampo so disheveled. Purpling bites decorated Sampos thighs and ass, the faint outline of his hands engraved in red skin from where he had to hold his lover down.
But he wasn't done yet.
Sampo blearily registered Gepard slipping between his legs, clarity snapping back to him as he was lifted up by the hips and dragged closer to Gepard. A breathless moan hit him as he belatedly realized his pants had been long since pushed off the bed, his bare ass hitting the tent in Gepards own.
Blue eyes watched him with intent, gently unbuttoning and unbuckling the bunched up fabric that was Sampos shirt and jacket. With only a bit of maneuvering, Gepard managed to get his lover entirely naked, pausing though to leave the red cloak splayed out beneath his shoulders and head.
Red always did suit Sampo well.
"Hah~ Still- Still rarin to go there, cap?" The grip on Sampo's thigh tightened ever so slightly at the use of Gepards title in bed. Instead of the usual reprimand, all he got was a glare as Gepard swiftly undid his own pants.
"You asked me to, in your own words, eat you up." With almost frightening ease, Gepard was quick to ready himself, propping Sampos legs up onto his biceps. "I think your desire to be filled is next."
Sampo couldn't even formulate a tease for Gepard going along with this half-roleplay thing going on before a choked moan escaped him, his partner sliding home with ease. His nerves set alight, haphazardly trembling over being so full after both cumming and being, well, eaten up.
Gepard had enough mercy to wait, aftershocks still sparking across Sampo's nerves, mostly around bites and bruises. Gentle circles were rubbed into Sampos waist as he struggled to regain a steady breath, Gepard rolling his hips gently to attempt to get Sampo more comfortable.
As they fell into a gentle rhythm, Gepard slowly lifted Sampo up, settling him against a few pillows near the headboard for comfort. It pushed a low moan from Sampos lips as his hips were lifted, head lolling back to rest on the pillows, reeling in the sheer intimacy.
Soothing hands ran up and down Sampos sides, whispered praise and encouragement hovering just above his lips. With hazy eyes, Sampo lazily looked up to see the attentive gaze on him, enhanced by the fluffy ears being straight up, pointed directly towards him.
All of Gepard's attention was on him.
The thought alone made Sampo moan, rolling his hips to meet his partners as a fresh wave of neediness began to ripple under his skin. Without much of a thought, he reached up, one hand wrapping around Gepards back to cling to his shoulder, the other finding blonde locks and scoping out the fluffy ears.
A shudder ran through Gepards body, a low whine escaping his chest as his head dropped to Sampo's collarbone. It was enough to let Sampo get a bit of his clarity back, watching on in amusement as a man who had more than enough strength to practically bench press him fell victim to a few scratches.
Such a fearsome man, renowned and praised, reduced to whines and moans by someone whom many would be shocked to see him share a bed with. What an amusing sight.
Sampo made the mistake of chuckling though, grinning as Gepard managed to raise his head enough to glare at his partner. It was by pure instinct that Sampo stopped petting him, and that split second was all Gepard needed.
The gentle air popped as Gepard found Sampos wrists, quite easily pinning the conman down with a single hand before he leaned down, teeth sinking into the flesh of Sampo's chest. Whatever chemical petting Gepard spurred in his brain, it seemed to unleash something a tad more primal, and Sampo got to be the victim of it because Gepard started out strong.
Immediately the tempo was bordering on feral, obscene sounds echoing in their room. A sound akin to a growl managed to sneak its way in there somehow, the faint blue glow of Gepards eyes being renewed in vigor.
And it was all Sampo could do to take. Any thoughts he might have had were wiped clean, nothing but rolling waves of pleasure and ecstasy to scrape by with.
Yet, even in the rough handling, there were still touches of that innate gentle nature Gepard carried. Fingers twined together with Sampos own above his head, whispers and ghosts of praise gracing by his ears, the way he kept Sampo firmly in place to keep him comfortable.
No matter what they were doing, there was always this sense of intimacy, this care that leaked into every touch, falling between the cracks of the masks Sampo was so fond of wearing.
Even now, as he cried and hiccuped, writhing with bliss that was punched through him, flooding his veins and encapsulating him in its grasp, he could rely on a gentle touch to keep him grounded.
Before long, the knot in Sampos abdomen got too tight to handle. It strained and stretched, right on the verge of bursting. He got louder, unable to fully vocalize what he needed, what he craved, but Gepard understood. Their rhythm picked up almost impossibly, the hand that remained steady on his waist moving to tug Sampo off.
With a scream of his lover's name, light exploded behind Sampo's eyes, barely registering as teeth sunk into the meat of the junction of his neck and shoulder.
Gepard slowed down as well, until he came to a halt, still seated deep inside his lover. They remained like that for seconds, minutes even, before Gepard finally pulled back, sharp teeth dislodging where they penetrated skin.
Small trickles of blood began to pool in the small punctures, a frown gracing Gepards face. They were both an utter mess.
As he reached over to grab their nearby cloth, he was stopped by Sampo, who had been jostled in his movement. Immediately he retreated back, peppering kisses in apology along his face, the conman only chuckling as he got his bearings back.
"Sorry." Gepard murmured, going to retreat only to once again be stopped. Sampo only grinned in return, basking in the attention and care, even if the uneven scruff on Gepards chin was scratching him.
"Mmm, gimme a moment. Wanna ride you once I'm no longer boneless." Sampo cheerfully watched as a red tainted Gepards face, a slight scowl on his lovers face.
"We really should take care of the bite first- Human bites can be extremely dangerous if-" Gepards worry was cut off, biting his lip as Sampo rolled his hips, effectively shutting up his captain.
"We can worry about that later." Sampo let a grin spread across his face. "Just get on your back and let your good ole Sampo take care of you, kay~!"