43. You Cant Run Away

Yeon flinched and fidgeted at the discomfort he was feeling. The air in the room was pleasant yet somehow, his body felt too hot. He opted to turn and ease his almost paralyzed arm but felt restricted...constrained and suddenly thirsty.

Stan's parent's house had been too quiet and none of them had woken him up this time to say goodbye for it had become a habit of theirs whenever they left for work. Or maybe today was their day off and were sleeping in?

Opening his eyes slowly he began feeling a heavy sensation on them, followed by a mild irritation in his eyes that gave him memories of waking up from crying before bed. It had been a while since he'd cried himself to sleep though so...wait..! This place looked familiar, not to mention that familiar scent, Yeon thought to himself, his body stiffening as the escapades of yesternight flooded his mind in an instant.

They'd finally had sex!

The realization of Stan's hand extended in front of him made him flinch. He had been using his arm as a pillow as though he were comfortable. After a few seconds, thought it best to calm down since judging from the heavy breathing behind him, Stan was asleep. This had been the case before when he'd sneaked out of his place, leaving him fast asleep after Stan had snatched him from Elric when they'd come from their date. Maybe, if he moved cautiously like before, this sex craved animal wouldn't wake.

A failed attempt it was. His entire body was sore and Stan's hold on him around his waist only grew firmer, as if he was aware of his escape attempt. It was then that Yeon realized his heavy breathing had stopped.

"Dining and dashing when you've had your fill?" Stan's voice had been coarse and afterwards, he began planting kisses at the back of his neck. "Good morning Yeon? If it's still morning..."

"Your ugly piece of meat, please take it out..." Yeon replied and watched Stan's arm casually rise up to nuzzle his hair. He chuckled and went on nibbling at Yeon's neck.

"So moody on a good day like this..."

"Take it out!" Yeon exclaimed, exasperated by Stan's complacency.

"Surely you must remember my size from our little lovemaking this morning. That is definitely not my ugly piece of meat as you've put it but it will be me in there soon enough."

"Why should I have to hear your bullshit early in the morning..." Yeon stopped when he felt Stan move his hand that had been resting around his waist. He was just about to lift himself free from Stan when he felt a vibration inside him, teasing at his insides, pacifying him to slowly give in to the feeling of a new pleasure. He flinched further, covering his mouth to stop a moan that was about to escape him, betraying his resolve to fight the temptation of giving in.

"You know Yeon," Stan said as he gently switched to start planting more kisses on Yeon's bare shoulders. "I felt bad after our lovemaking that I almost thought I'd tore you apart. But then, while cleaning you up, I was relieved to find no damage dome." Returning his arm around Yeon's waist as his other had still nuzzled at Yeon's hair, he continued. "I admit, yesterday I was very impatient at the beginning. I'd been eagerly waiting for my days with you, imagining how I was going to enjoy your ravishing body...I had everything planned out in advance yet I acted impatiently. So, in your sleep, I put a little toy in there to prepare you for the next coming days. It would be a disappointment if I acted selfishly again and cause you more harm when clearly, we'll be at it until you go back to my uncle."

"Take...take it out..." Yeon said, embarassed at his stattering. Even if his mind had not accepted what was happening, his body had already succumbed to the tempting pleasurable feeling and he despised that he was reacting in Stan's favour when he could barely smell a scent on him.

"I should don't you think? I've been watching you sleep for a while. I only meant to keep it in there briefly but fell asleep. However, seeing how you are reacting to the feeling, I'm contemplating on not doing so that even now as I stare at your flustered ears, I'm beginning to wonder what kind of scent you're letting out now Yeon." Stan spoke softly, his lips still teasing and playing at Yeon's bare shoulder. He wanted to see his face but upon his attempt to turn him to face him, Yeon stiffened as if trying to prevent his body from being moved.

Scooting closer to Yeon, he poked at his back and asked, "Still rejecting my ugly piece of meat yet barely a few hours ago, you begged me to go faster..." Stan said, reaching for his hand to increase the vibration frequency. He chuckled when he heard Yeon's muffled moans.

"Yeon, if you feel good, stop fighting it..."

"I can't...take it...take it anymore..." Yeon spoke between breaths, feeling Stan's hand begin to stroke him, pulling him closer towards him...kissing his neck...

The teasing was too much to bear!

What was the point of fighting Stan anyway when the feelign was exilerating? Soon enough, Yeon was moaning with pleasure, arching his back towards Stan, his body asking for more so shamelesly. It felt good... yet despite being drowned in that feeling, he wished to have a little tease of a scent from Stan but there had been none. By the time he found his release, he felt Stan gently pull out the vibrator and throw it away. He saw it stumble next to the bathroom door, wet and still in motion.

"I want you Yeon..." Stan spoke in a low tone behind Yeon's ear, the sound of his voice sending him shakes and shivers and without warning, he felt Stan's member begin to penetrate him slowly, as if Stan was conscious of hurting him again.

Yeon moaned at the feeling, barely forgetting the one he'd just felt before however, this new one replaced the old one by a larger difference, mocking i as Stan began to thrust slowly, then increasing his intensity until he'd lost his control and begun thrusting harder.

"Yeon...Yeon..." Stan called out his fated's name repeatedly, mesmerized by the feeling, enjoying it to his hearts content. "Tell me...if it hurts..."

Yeon had heard Stan's soft whisper but between speaking, catching his breath and moaning, he could only manage two. Even if he were to say anything right now, he knew it wouldn't make sense and Stan constantly calling his name, over and over was making him more and more aroused.

"Yeon...to think that we are connected right now..." Stan spoke after which he swiftly pulled out to move on top of Yeon, unable to stand not being able to see his lover's face. "You look so pretty..." He said, a smile on his face as his eyes feasted on the view that was in front of him. "Don't fall asleep afterwards okay? Let's take a shower together."

Plunging in once more, Stan kept at it. His body lifted from Yeon and his arms around his lover's waist, pulling him towards him, thrusting deeper and enjoying every sound Yeon let out...

It was like music to his ears.

Unable to endure the pleasure anymore, Yeon reached out one of his hands towards Stan. Even though he was feeling good, it was obvious it was equally amazing for Stan too but at this point, he was barely hanging on by a thread. Stan's stamina was monstrous. They'd been at it for a while and Stan's movements were relentless. He seemed to even be getting more and more aroused just by looking at Yeon. His eyes never wavered the entire time.

Yeon was glad when Stan took his hand and he watched him crisscross their fingers. He then closed his eyes to plant a kiss on each of his fingers then place it on his cheek. His gaze returned back to Yeon as he bent down to kiss him so fiercely.

He called out Yeon's name in his climax, captivated by a quivering lover beneath him.

He enjoyed the sight of it, and watched for a while as Yeon's moans began to simmer down to rapid breathing and then gentle breaths until he finally opened his eyes and they stared at each other for a while.

Yeon had been the first to break the silence. "Why are you not using your scent?"

"I don't want you to go into heat. Besides, if I hadn't taken my suppressants before sleeping, your scent would have gotten to me by now"

"Why?" Yeon asked.

"Why what?"

"Why are you taking them? Wouldn't having sex be easier when we can both perceive each other's scent?"

Stan chuckled before replying, "I like it this way better for now. It proves that you find me attractive..."

"This jerk!"

Laughing, Stan rolled over but didn't let go of Yeon and as they looked at each other face to face, he said, his smile still in place. "With no scents involved, you respond to me as a person and so do I since I can't perceive your sent either. Whenever I smell your new erotic scent, I get turned on just by our hands brushing against each other...when we are like this, I get to make love to you as you, proving to you that my feelings towards you are not affiliated with your scent or the fact that we are fated mates."

"You are weird..."

"So I've been told many a times...However, I'm glad you respond to me and that gives me hope that maybe someday, you may like me too."

"You're acting as if you've never had sex with anyone else before. This romanticism of yours will be your downfall. We agreed this to be purely sexual but you keep on talking about feelings and lovemaking..."

"The idea behind fated mates is that we are able to recognize each other's scents instantly, similar to soulmates and upon onset of an imprint, it's love at first sight. Maybe I sensed you for a long time but never payed much attention to you. I was in a relationship then so the idea of my fated mate being that close to me was a farfetched fantasy. I find myself thinking if I'd tried to befriend you earlier instead of shunning you away like everyone else did, myself included, I could have saved you from your heart becoming as hardened as it is now Yeon. Thats why I keep fostering this hope of a chance to redeem myself. Therefore, put up with me a little longer until I can redeem myself okay?"

Seeing that Stan had made up his mind on this matter, Yeon gave up on dissuading him from it. Whatever he spoke about fated mates may be true but still, love was a privilege he'd denied himself for the longest time. After all, the absence of falling in love with someone presented him a life of no heartaches. That's why, his unrequited love for Niel was not a threat to him as long as he never acted on his feelings.

Luckily, Niel was to leave soon so this annoying affection for him will soon die down and out...but then this happy prick was here, threatening to disturb his peace again and the fact that they were fated proved more burdensome to get rid of him. He'd been very affectionate towards him, constantly testing his conviction against relationships yet, despite rejecting him multiple times, he still remained hopeful like a fool. On top of that, he was annoyingly goodlooking no matter how often Yeon stared at him....So damn annoying to look at! Yeon couldn't help feel jealous that it's people like Stan that had lead to his failed relationships before.

"What are you thinking about?" Stan asked, nudging Yeon closer towards him.

"I worked nonstop for four days and you couldn't have mercy on me. Why did you show up without calling in advance?"

"I did but you weren't picking which compelled me to check your phone while you were asleep. You'd blocked my number upon saving it."

"I did no such thing!"

"Did Elric save his number when he bought you the phone then?"

"He did. Why?"

Stan smiled at the obvious. This act had Elric written all over him. Besides, it wasn't the first time he'd done something like this...buy one of his lover's an expensive cellphone and if they asked for Stan's contact, he'd give it to them but have Stan or them block their numbers. His intention was to sabotage any communication or connection between his lovers and Stan.

"Because he is an asshole..." Stan replied.

"So are you." Yeon retorted.

Kissing his fated's forehead, Stan laughed and replied, "Yea. For the next two days, I'm going to be your asshole with an ugly piece of meat in it..."