Vamp ♱

SFW

grumpy anger issues bf x hyper girly-girl gf

everyone around the two of you questioned what brought you guys together

'opposites attract' is indeed true

when he first seen you, bi-han was taken back at how much you stood out

you were dressed head-to-toe in pink... it was somewhat strange to him, but with the way his eyes couldn't peel away from your figure, he knew was interested in you

once he starts to interact with you, he finds your personality oddly endearing

you were so passionate about whatever was on your mind and he was fond of that

watching and listening to the way you rambled on and on about how many squishmallow's you've collected and how much more you're missing was surprisingly intriguing

seeing the way your eyes lit up the more you talked about collecting these bizarre 'stuffed creatures', as he called it, threatened to melt his supposedly iced heart... just a little bit

when the two of you start dating, things get interesting

bi-han has been to your place quite a few times now, and the decor of your room makes him feel out of place every single time

seeing your room covered in pink with all your stuffed animals, pink frilly clothes and makeup...

it just matched you so perfectly, and he was the complete opposite...

he also has some nicknames for you that include: doll, love, flower, snowflake, and one that he uses due to your own request; princess

having to introduce you to the lin kuei was quite eventful

he was grateful to know you didn't get scared and run off once learning his profession, making him proud to have you by his side

once meeting you, bi-han started taking off more time from his duties, which only started to spread rumors of the grandmaster potentially dating somebody

if anyone dared to intrude his privacy and ask about why he's been so much more absent than usual, he'd snap and tell them it doesn't concern anybody except himself

so once the clan seen bi-han walking side-by-side with you, showing you around for the first time, everyone couldn't take their eyes away from you two

the way you were all dolled up in a pink frilly dress that matched your heels and thigh high socks while clinging to bi-han's arm so lovingly with a beaming smile was baffling to all the clan members, especially his brothers

(just imagine kuai liang playfully nudging tomas and telling him 'i told you, he was definitely seeing someone this whole time')

bi-han cared deeply for you and everyone was able to tell

everybody found out about the grandmaster commissioning a separate room for you to have customized however you'd like because you didn't enjoy how 'dark and sad' the blue and black tones of the lin kuei and bi-han's room were

he even went to the extent of getting custom made gowns and robes for you to wear around the lin kuei that were in whatever shades of pink you wanted

he loved the confidence you had and how much you didn't care about sticking out like a sore thumb

it's exactly what he needs in a partner by his side

overall, bi-han will always treat you like the princess you are <3

NSFW

bi-han was your first ever intimate partner, and him taking your virginity made you feel so much more connected to him than you already were

knowing this also swelled the love bi-han already had for you

it made him feel like you truly belonged to him. only him.

your body drove him wild, and your sounds felt like they casted a spell upon him

the first few times you two were intimate, he would attempt to be softer so that you could enjoy yourself

"bi-hannn, it f-feels so- haah, good..." your eyes were watery with tears and your glossy lips were left in an 'o' shape

he was above you, pinning your legs back and thrusting into you at a moderate pace

"you’re doing amazing, my little snowflake, making me so proud…" his praise made your heart flutter as he guided and helped you while taking in all of his length

his eyes were trailing back and forth between your erotic facial expressions and your beautiful breasts that rocked perfectly with each of his thrusts

your arms were stretched above as you grabbed onto one of your teddy bears behind you for support

the grip you had on the stuffed animal was harsh as you bit your lip, trying to quiet down in case one of your neighbors heard you..

every time he would take you like this at your place, you were always mindful of the neighbors, which he hated

but fortunately for him, once you moved in at the lin kuei, you were far more used to having sex with bi-han and he made sure you knew that you had full permission to be as loud as you wanted

living with the lin kuei meant that you were with almost with bi-han at all times, which severely benefited your sex life

gone were the days when you would be too shy to show your naked body to bi-han or even make noises

bi-han made sure to craft you into his perfect little fuckdoll

he trained you and your body so well, you knew how to properly obey and take him whenever he pleased

being able to fuck you at his usual rough pace was all that bi-han ever wanted, and you couldn’t get enough of it either

your baby-pink panties were pushed to the side as bi-han aggressively railed you from behind

"f-fuuuck! please don’t s-stop!" your voice was slurred and your mouth was hung open— unable to prevent your drool from soaking bi-han’s mattress

he loved when you got like this, so fucked out by him

just seeing the way you clearly had no coherent thoughts running through your mind— only the thought of his cock clouded your head

bi-han snickers, "who would’ve thought that my precious princess would turn out to be such a whore?"

on occasion he would still praise you like he used to

but he would often degrade you and talk with such vulgar language without you shying away anymore

introducing you to such an enjoyable sex life also involved you building up your own sex drive

after finishing daily duties, there have been times when bi-han has walked into his room and found you in the middle of his bed, grinding your aroused pussy on one of your stuffed animals

knowing that you had planned for him to see you made bi-han surge with excitement down under

despite all of that, bi-han can still praise you and treat you like the princess you are, similar to how he did when you were still inexperienced

if you tell him you’re in the mood to get down and dirty—gently, not rough— he would oblige

he would still call you his good girl while eating you out

you’d be leaned back on your pink sheets, basking in the warmth of your mattress but also the coldness of bi-han’s tongue assaulting your pussy

the same situation usually happens in reverse as well

if bi-han’s in the mood, you’d gladly let him fuck your face for his own pleasure

the obedience you had for him brought him so much pleasure

not to mention the influence he’s had on you—

his cute, innocent snowflake who could barely take in any of his cock without gagging and coughing, was now easily allowing her face to be fucked at whatever pace he desired

seeing your dolled up face get ruined turned him on even more

the way your tears were stained with black from your mascara and running down your cheeks, and how your sparkly pink lip gloss was smudged all over his cock and your face

even knowing how you would beg and drink up his cum made him feel so proud

he still couldn’t get over how well he trained you…

bi-han was also smart and knew how to keep a perfect balance of praise and degradation for you

he’d watch you from above as he stroked his hard cock in front of your face

your doe eyes looked up at him with your tongue sticking out, panting and whining, just begging for something to be in your mouth

bi-han would take his free hand and lightly tap your cheek before forcing his thumb into your mouth, which you gladly sucked on

"such a beautiful little slut, you know just how to please me, fuck.."

≛ they will discover it in one night even though they can sense it, yet, not wanting to say it aloud to make it become reality – they hide the fact even from themselves, joking about it either. however, no secret remains hidden under the shelf of lin kuei. they will tell each other about you without giving the name first-hand; kuai liang will be the first one, to tell how he has never felt such a thing with anyone else to his brothers, you sleeping on the other side of the main room as they speak.

tomas will be the second one after getting confident with the confession of his older brother; still a bit shy while confessing though. he says he wakes with the dream of you and sleeps the same. he tells he wants to be beside you all the time as long as you allow him to.

bi han will be the last and the one who is likely to keep it short as he expresses his feelings towards you but he does it by giving your name at the end of his speech – in that moment, the lin kuei brothers hit with the truth that they all have fallen for the same woman – you. 

≛ it will take it long enough to come into an agreement among each other after they literally fight over you – to win your heart and soul by spending alone time from moment to moment – at first, anyway; then, it will get a bit nasty as they try to steal the others’ time with you because of the fear of being forgotten by you. they seek your full attention on them, believing only they deserve it, only they can be the perfect partner for you.

they will start to fight – verbally mostly but bi han will be more possessive over you while kuai liang will be protective and tomas will only want to take you out of the fight – the one you don’t know, and give the same affection to all of them. you love them deeply, not putting one above others, no, lin kuei brothers mean everything – equally capturing your heart with their different yet charming personalities.

≛ it will be kuai liang to start the conversation of ending this whole childish act among brothers as usual. tomas’ unspoken gestures will boost his confidence as he speaks, mostly looking at bi han who is a very possessive man when it comes to you. tomas, thanks to his habit, will want anything but to be on good terms with his older brothers, and he can see that even bi han, the one who is least likely to come into the arrangement, thinks the same.

the bond they share is so strong that after the speech of kuai liang, they agree upon one thing; to share you.

≛ “what’s this nonsense?” will be the first thing leaving bi han’s mouth. tomas who’s telling him to listen will show his optimistic view on the matter of sharing you. kuai liang will express it further, getting into details and making it clear that you’re open to the idea too even without knowing it entirely.

the brothers will discuss it, telling how you act around each one of them when others aren’t around at those moments; for tomas’ part, he will say how you don’t mind him getting close to you, contrary to that, you push him further to become closer and closer until your bodies touch each other – how you call him “good boy” intentionally because it makes tomas go all shy mode – how you sleep visit his room and sleep with him, but of course, tomas struggles to sleep in those nights due to the great impact of the proximity. he says you never do those kinds of things with another member of the lin kuei clan. 

bi han and kuai liang seem both jealous and understanding over the events that their younger brother tells. 

kuai liang goes secondly; saying different yet same things. he seems more comfortable than tomas as he speaks; maybe it is the feelings he gets from your actions – he doesn’t know entirely, but his gut helps him a lot; using kuai liang’s fire ability as a source of warmness whenever you get cold but even when the temperature of the room is warm enough, you say it doesn’t give as hotness as he does, so, you want him to hug you which he does right away – watching him from the corner of the room as he trains alone, winking when he nods at you to acknowledge your presence; eyes never leave his body, shameless as doing so – and so much more he can’t think of yet because of bi han’s furrowing.

bi han, being the lord of ice – literally, is cold as always even when listening to his brothers’ speeches, studying every detail in mind, not wanting to utter anything about the relationship you two share but he realizes it’s not so different than kuai liang’s and tomas’ except one thing – that he’s not holding himself back as much as his brothers do – no, he simply knows how you close your thighs together at the sight of him, especially when you two train together because he takes the duty of making you perfect in combat as your personal mentor – he knows how you joke about being grandmaster’s favorite one which is completely true. 

he also knows his brothers are not dumb – well, not entirely, but it’s clear that they become a bit out of their mind, the logical side, thanks to you.

the knowledge is there as the sun lights the day; you’re not so innocent, not with the way they think, no, contrary to that, you’re so nasty – you show affection to three men, lin kuei brothers, no shame behind it either.

≛ next thing they know is seeing bi han nodding, smirking a little even – surprisingly so. so they ask him about it and he only replies with, “she’s more than we think – we believe. she’s likely to down bad for all of us too.”

“but how?” tomas will ask, confused. 

“we’ll see. just keep what you’re doing. maybe do it even further.” bi han says. 

kuai liang asks, furrowing, “keep doing what exactly brother?”

the ice lord smirks, “to play with her mind until she begs for us.”

≛ and on that day, everything changes into something you have never imagined before – lin kuei brothers’ sudden attraction which is clear as pure water, effective, and breathtaking; they all begin to act daring, seeming they know the reasons behind yours to tempt them, being the brat one. 

tomas will get rid of his shy behavior a little bit but it will be enough to make you the shy side in the relationship you have; taking you by the hand after working so much, leading you into his room, getting comfy in bed even hugging you from behind, head on your neck, bodies connect as if there is the glue between them – saying his name in disbelief, you can’t hide the excitement you feel. 

“what are you doing?” you will ask, sounding excited, and chuckling to calm you down, seeing it as a joke. 

he will simply shrug, “I thought you got exhausted enough, so, I brought you with me – to sleep together. isn’t this the usual habit of yours?”

you can hear the challenged tone coming from his voice. “it is,” you will say, closing your eyes, leaving you in his arms, “it always will be too.”

≛ you don’t give your mind to the actions of tomas who brings you into his bed first, then, being in it as he stays half-naked, the face is full of redness, actions speak louder than his words, hugging you again – from behind; hands positioning on your chest as they hug around your body, pulling you close to him, bare chest touching your back, and you can see the bulge on your hips through his pants but he wants you to do. 

“tomas –“ you breathe his name, so low that it sounds whisper but it reaches his ear, sending a jolt into his body – maybe bi han is right all about it – that you’re down bad for them as well as they’re for you.

“yes, princess?” 

you don’t respond – you can’t. you just close your eyes, ass jolting into the bulge closer, and you feel its growth – taking your breath away, you find the form of life when you pleases, and tomas’ left-hand finds your abdomen right away. “please –“

“please what?” he will ask, hand caressing your abdomen after it gets under the large shirt you have on with black mini shorts – usual to tempt him – finding you being tempted by tomas.

“lower – please – lower!”

“whatever my princess wants.”

with that, hungry hand finds your cunt, touching it – cupping it if you want to be real through the fabric of the shorts, caressing it and earning whimpers from your half-open mouth – so angelic that tomas can’t control his hand anymore when it blooms inside his ear, reaching his bulge from there, making him push himself – his cock further into your hips, gaining his name from you as a low moan.

“tomas!”

without thinking, he takes off your shorts, hand finding the flesh of your soaking wet, playing with the folds as he puts kisses on your neck. “you’re so wet, ohhh princess, you’re so wet that I want to replace my hand with my mouth.”

“then do it,” you say in a heartbeat, turning to back, and connecting your lips with his as you slowly turn completely, lying on your back – his left hand on your clit replaced with his right, hovering above you, he uses his free hand to stay still, not crashing into you – lips not leaving even for a moment, devouring yours, finding the sweet taste of it – the one his soul sought for a long, long time. 

he moans shy at it, your name escapes from his reddish lips when you break the kiss to see his cute face. 

“y/n – mmmh – so tasteful.”

smiling widely, you take his hand off of your clit, being the brat once again, “taste me more – please, tomas, need it!”

“when you say it like that, there’s only one thing for me to do, loveliness,” he says, hands on the waist, lowering down, his eyes not leaving yours – but when he looks down at your greedy pussy, he focuses on it and only to give you the pleasure you want from him.

when his tongue finds the flesh, licking the wetness out of it, playing, and moaning into it, he earns lots of moans – louder ones, including his name, from you; feelings double up, shyness disappears, the only sin is happening behind the walls as tomas keeps licking, biting – eating you, your pussy out, making you reach climax in that night – starting the sequence of upcoming nights full of lust.

≛ it will hit you when you finally get to watch kuai liang’s training; there is something among brothers that you don’t know – not yet, not until they want to reveal it. it burns you alive – desire to know it, know what’s going on that they all begin to act different, in a good way, to you. it looks like they all start to show what they need to show – no shame, no hiding, not anymore and it carves your skin – the desire you have for each of them is rising up, dangerously, flowing through your veins as venom, spreading wider, taking the power away from you.

kuai liang sure has always been a bit flirtatious with you compared to tomas who usually stays quieter while complimenting him; being the fire itself, he knows how to burn you inside and outside with such professionalism without making your sense go up, understanding his gestures clearly – but here you are, watching him taking his clothes off one by one, only leaving his pants on – eyes directed into yours, alerting that he does it for you.

being alone in the room with him, you don’t have to hide your emotions – sweaty palms, shaking legs, rapid breaths. is it you or does the room suddenly begin to feel hotter? – oh, it’s definitely not only you because you can see the heat rising on his exposed chest which is well built and begs for you to come and touch him there – the fire is visible and it finds its home between your legs.

“uhm – kuai liang?” you ask, voice trembling, waving slowly and awkwardly enough that he stops doing exercises which is the help of showing off his attractiveness and coming right in front of you.

kneeling down, he looks at your messy statue; chest raising up and down, hardened nipples probably visible under the skinny shirt you’re wearing – no bra underneath it after taking off your jacket the moment the others leave, hands gripping inner thighs, mouth is wet due to licking them often. 

“yes, pretty?” he will ask, and you can swear he has a smirk under that stupid mask which makes his hotness reach the highest. feeling his warmness radiating from his chest, hitting yours, you take a deep breath, a hand position on your neck to make it colder. why does he sound so – raspy and deep?

“do you want me to go?” you ask, “since you look like you want me time –“

“do I look dumb to you?” he asks, holding you by the chin as he raises your head – eyes full of flames, reflecting your own pathetic mess inside them. 

“w-what?”

he chuckles, “you’re so dizzy, aren’t you? and it is all because of a mere sight of me – oh, y/n,” he says, closing the gap between your lips and kissing you passionately – fire itself gets through inside you, finally stopping right inside your warm pussy but you can’t tell whether the source of it is because how hot his body has become or the way he grips your hardened nipples, twisting them, earning a moan from you that is silenced by his tongue entering your wide open mouth, exploring it as he grips your cheek, taking your face closer into his, hovering, letting you no place to run from his heavy and impactful actions of devouring.

getting confident, you can’t help but hold his hardened cock through his pants when he leaves your lips and breathes rapidly – looking down at the mess he gets out of you and it only starts.

“y/n,” he says with a warning tone, eyes darting at your hand caressing his length for a moment, “you’re playing with fire.”

“good –“ you say, smirking, eyes sparkling with the need to take him right there. “I always like to play with fire.”

“hmm –“ he murmurs, a hand unzipping his pants, lowering both them and your head – the other hand getting into your hair as he frees his hardened cock – standing right in front of your face with all its glory. “then, I will burn you gladly if it’s what you desire my love.”

my love? it rings inside your ears but you can’t focus on it – not after he practically brings you closer, shoving his cock inside your wet mouth in one go and making you gag – hands on his thighs, you surprise him by not leaving it – opposite of it, you pull him further into your mouth; watery eyes go up, looking at him daringly, tears appearing on them, lips cover his length so beautifully that kuai liang becomes breathless.

“ohh – y/n – ohhh!” he moans, wanting you to how good your mouth taking him after you begin to move.

and on that day, in that training room, away from all eyes and ears – but only one that you will learn later, you make kuai liang cum into your mouth over and over again; he will be rougher than you expect him to be but it will only create a greater pleasure as he will watch you playing with your own clit while sucking and licking his cock as he fucks your mouth – being the perfect lover, he will make you cum too – but without touching you, no, he will watch how you cum undone without touching or being touched.

he will surely carry you into your own room, put you down, and leave a few kisses on your face. leaving you after that, he will know you will come to him again – you always do, like the way bi han says.

≛ bi han will act the same – however, you will know there’s a slight difference and that difference will make you create the path, putting every puzzle in the right direction and get the full picture; tempting you with the way you do for them – using the same card against you and well, being better on it because now you realize how lin kuei brothers capture your attention on them, leaving no room of having any guilt or shame while doing so ‘cause in some ways, they look like – it’s the thing they want? 

the question will eat your brain out until one day – when you walk around bi han’s personal room at midnight since he’s the grandmaster of the clan, doing some paperwork, and letting you wander around his room as if you don’t know every inch of it thanks to spending so much time in it. 

“how was your week?” he will ask, still looking at the papers on his table.

“it was good; I had all my training sessions completed and I hit the highest point in all of them,” you say, looking at his focused face as you look at the books on the shelf that stay at his left side. 

“not the question I asked,” he will say, sound deep and piercing, giving you chills down your spine. he will turn around, chair moving with his massive body – manspreading, he puts one of his elbows on the table and the other is reaching to you, “come.”

taking it without hesitation, you close the gap, standing between his wide open legs now – it’s so cold, the room is full of ice atmosphere – he’s the source of it but he’s also giving a fresh warmness; feels like both eating the coldest ice-cream in the middle of a desert and finding a source of light in a freezy and dark night.

“what did you ask then?”

“about your relationship with my brothers,” he says, holding you by the thighs as he pulls you closer; looking at your eyes to see any crumb of denial about what he’s referring to. “to being their whore.”

“wha – bi han!”

you scream his name in a low volume when he turns you over, and putting your ass on the empty space on his lap, and without waiting any longer, his legs wondering around yours like an octopus, opening them wider with the strength he has – oh, you think, you’re fucked up, really badly this time. you can sense it’s not like the days in which you tease his younger brothers verbally and physically – no, this is far beyond it – you let them have you in some ways and you have them. bi han, being the grandmaster, has all ears – in everywhere and that fact is dismissed by your little dummy mind when kuai liang and tomas capture it.

how can you expect him to not realize – to not do anything about it? bi han lets you have your way with his younger brothers as long as you come to him all over. His possessiveness can not be measured – it only can be felt and a crazy voice inside you whispers into your ears that it will happen soon enough – and with that, you hear his voice right beside your cold ear after he puts his hands on your parted thighs.

“will you deny it, pretty whore?” he mocks you again, humiliating, “but I knew it – I know you more than you know yourself. it just makes me a bit angry how you could think I would not notice it – how your legs wide open like this even before you know it – but not only for me, for my brothers too,” he will chuckle, darkly, lifting your skirt higher until he can see your panties – soaking wet under the lust spell of his shameless speech – referring to you as a whore – not only his, but lin kuei brothers.

his fingers find the cloth of the panties – not taking them off as he plays with your aching folds. the sensation is raised up with the disturbing feeling of being played through your panties. “bi han –“ you can’t hold it any longer – you begin to beg, giving him what he needs just like that – so easily that he laughs menacingly.

“shh shh, I didn’t start and you began to beg? weren’t my brothers enough?” force becomes heavier fingers try to enter your pussy through the fabric and it hurts so much that you throw your head onto his shoulder, breathing rapidly, feeling his cold breaths hitting your exposed neck. he takes a lick from there when he begins to fingering you further. “you need another cock – is that it? you need to be fucked by me too, huh –“

“no, it’s not it! bi han – I didn’t – they didn’t –“

“oh,” realization will lighten his face up, a smirk will appear on his attractive yet cold face, a victory will be bloomed inside his chest, making him lose himself and caress your pussy harshly – you being a mess on his lap, crying his name louder, gripping his arms to find a steadiness under the pressure you get.

“bi han!”

“you didn’t let them fuck you – it surprised me whore, considering how your mouth opened wider at the sight of them. but since you showed your loyalty to me, I will take it easy on you – not so easy though, after all, you let them have you in other ways without my permission.”

“fuuuuck!” you swear when his left hand’s forefinger and middle finger squeeze your folds between them, the other one never leaves fingering – and with an adding pressure on your neck – a bite, a cold one too, you cum undone into your own panties.

you know you need more when you come to your senses, seeing your juicy darken the fabric. however, bi han doesn’t think the same as you. with a kiss on your lips, he helps you to get up, ready to dismiss you when you say, “bi han – please – I need –“

he gives you a look, alerting you to stop talking, “and why would I continue?”

you realize he wants you to prove himself true – maybe bi han is too possessive, maybe he will kill every soul who tries to reach you, maybe he will punish you for thinking about another man – it doesn’t matter, not when he believes he’s right. trusting he will not lose his temper, you take a deep breath, saying, “you were right,” now, you take his attention – fully. “I – I have fallen for kuai liang and tomas too.”

after a long pause, looking at your face – a bit guilty, the aftershock of being fingered, and excitement on it, he raises one of his eyebrows. then, he does something which blows your mind, “go to my room,” he orders, “tonight, you will have all lin kuei brothers in you like a good whore you’re for us.”

The look in your eyes matches his, a look of determination mixed with mischief. You struck under his arm, pushing him away as his stance faltered. "I should ask you the same." The next move was risky, a leap of faith as you tackled him to the ground.

Tomas was quick to buck you off him, reversing your positions before you could gain solid ground above him. You continued to struggle in his hold, managing to strike his windpipe hard enough to stagger him. You kick him off you, flipping to your feet as you reach for the karambit he dropped in the scuffle.

Tomas harshly tugged at your ankle, pulling you hard enough to throw you behind him. He surged forward, grabbing the karambit as you got your bearing again. Tomas flips onto his back, holding off the flashing stroke of your sword. He pushed against the cool steel, eyeing his reflection in your blade as he lay in the gravel of the stone pathing.

His arms wavered as you pushed down harder. There's a wild look in your eyes, a slight scowl hidden behind a vicious grin. Both of your breaths were labored and harsh, chests heaving with every intake of air. Unknown emotions flicker behind his eyes, tracing the lines of your face, attempting to commit every detail to memory.

Your eyes catch his, heart rate increasing tenfold as you watch him trace around your lips with his eyes. Tomas takes the moment to push against your sword, knocking you onto your back. He drops his karambit as he quickly pins down your legs with thighs on either side of your own, knocking your hands together above your head.

Tomas' hips kept yours pinned, his fingers digging into your wrists as he shifted closer to you. Your breath hitches at the proximity, stealing glances at his lips as he was earlier. Your desires took over as you leaned up, capturing his lips in yours. His cheeks reddened as he let himself melt into the kiss, chasing your lips as you pulled away. "One more, princess. Please." His voice was hushed, soft as he intertwined your hands.

A smile flitted to your lips as Tomas leaned into you again. He whispered again, becoming a glutton for your lips, your kisses. "Please, just one more."

"You conquered Seidou, huh?" As much as Havik disliked the wholesome word, friends, that's what we were, happy that my friend accomplished his goal, "I knew you would."

"Something's wrong-"

We were supposed to meet as I hoped to take a big step in my plan to save my kind in the realm of Vaeternus, but I was blindsided before meeting here.

In the dark forest, it was hard to see; stepping into the moonlight, my face showed that I was drained, and the one distinctive part of me was now missing.

"Your wings-" The moonlight revealed the anger in his eyes, rage on his scarred face, and in his voice, "What happened?!"

"Simple-minded scum hating my kind, as always," I sighed, going to him, but stumbling into a tree, slowly sinking to the ground, explaining as he came to me, searching for my wings and not wanting to accept the truth, "They clipped my wings, Havik. They're gone now."

"Who did this?" Staring deep into my eyes, I could see the chaos that this created in his mind and how badly he wanted to release it, "I'll kill them."

"There's no need. I already did that," The wounds left behind after my wings were clipped left me considerably weakened; I managed to dispose of the assassin who was sent to kill me, but I was too weak to put myself in danger and not able to use my intuitive tactics now that my wings were gone, Havik realizing what was most threatening at that moment:

"You haven't eaten, have you?"

"Not since I ate that assassin," I hated how my stomach felt like an endless pit at times; now, starving on top of being wounded, the future wasn't very bright from my perspective; apologizing to Havik with a whisper, "I'm sorry, but I'm useless now."

"Don't talk like you're a weakling," Kneeling at my side, he was always hellbent on whatever task lay ahead of him and expected me to be the same way, "You're not useless, just hungry, right?"

"Very," I sighed, taken aback as he titled his head, presenting his neck to me:

"What are you waiting for?"

"A-Are you sure?" My rumbling hunger had my mouth water at the sight of his neck, but he was my friend; something in my heart conflicted with that hunger, making me hesitant.

"Yes," He huffed with impatience, rolling his eyes, so I picked myself up and rubbed the side of his neck, cooing:

"Relax, so it doesn't hurt that bad."

"Pfft, sure-"

I warned him, hunger's desperation was no longer tolerable, my fangs sinking into his neck, feeling the bit of tenseness as I pierced his skin and flesh. The first drop of blood had me humming, trying not to suck him dry.

This was more of a test of self-control rather than a feeding session. I'd never tasted anyone like him before. The taste was distinct and was urging me to be ravenous, my hums growing with every swallow, even running a hand through his hair, but his chaotic ways made me side-eye him as he was groaning and laughing:

"Ngh, ha-ha, hmm."

"Enjoying yourself?" I toyed as I picked myself up, not full, but not starving, so I was grateful, cleaning his neck with my tongue before kissing the bite softly, "Thank you for that."

He wasn't responding to me, unsure of what he was doing, till I felt his fingertips tracing up my back, wincing at the lingering pain as he trailed the slow healing wound where my wings were before.

"This is going to take some time to heal," He observed, showing a side of himself that I never imagined existing as he rubbed my side, the tone in his whisper sparking something within me, "And yeah, I did. I like the pain."

He was a maniac, but I think that's what I liked most about him; I chuckled at him with a smile as I shook my head, "Only you would." 

They all had valid reasons to return the harm Shang Tsung had put upon everyone tenfold but an entire village against one man wasn’t exactly the fairest of odds. Then again if you were to being this up to anyone and they would retaliate by saying that their current circumstances weren’t fair either, before going on a tangent of how Shang Tsung took advantage of a vulnerable backwater village that would firmly believe that pigs could fly.

And yet despite all that, you could never bring yourself to inflict physical harm on him, if anything you refrained from anything in relation to violence almost entirely; So when the mob of villagers went to gang up on the salesman, you would make sure that you were far away from it as possible not matter how well deserved it maybe…you didn’t want to bear witness to it nor encourage such ugly behaviour that every being in existence seemed to be cursed with.

Upon returning however, you were always met with a pitiful sight of Shang Tsung looking worse for wear with his injuries and disheveled and torn clothes. It tugged at your heart to help him, show him an ounce of kindness in a village filled with people unsatisfied with him still living. You wondered how much of a difference would it make for them had Shang Tsung did pass away, for you truly believed that harming him wouldn’t make the dead come back to life, it wouldn’t bring the sick and injured back to full health; nothing would undo what already had been predestined to occur.

However Shang Tsung was made aware of you presence almost instantly, you weren’t apart of the mob that come to beat him on a daily basis, he would know as those same angry faces were deeply engraved within his mind that he could tell when something amongst them was amiss and yours certainly didn’t strike familiarity within him; but that didn’t mean he was about to be seen looking weak and pathetic in front of an unfamiliar face.

‘If it is revenge you want,’ Shang Tsung began bitterly, ‘have at it. If it is restitution, there is nothing left.’

‘Oh, that’s not why I’m here-‘ you began.

‘I know, or else you would’ve been with that bloodthirsty mob earlier.’ Shang Tsung interrupts with a scoff, looking you in the eyes now. ‘So pray tell why are you even here? To brutalise me emotionally or mentally?’ He then questions before shrugging his shoulders and looking down to pick at the dirt beneath his nails. ‘Hate to be the bearer of bad news but I’m pretty sure your friends had that covered.’

‘If you would just shut it for a minute and let me speak then maybe you would know that I’m here to help you with your wounds.’ You said, not wanting to stand out in the pouring rain all night, listening to him go on a tangent about your backwater village as if you didn’t already know, your the one who lives here your entire life with no promise of a better one anywhere in sight!

Shang Tsung’s brows raised in surprise. Help? You’re willing enough to help him, despite everything he’s done? Now why was that simple sentence the most oddest thing he’s ever heard in his entire life. Was this a trick? A trap? Even as he’s looking into your eyes, Shang Tsung wasn’t quite sure what your motive in all this was.

Your eyes were so kind, genuine and honest that even if you were lying, you’d think he would have known better than to trust a beautiful liar. Not that he would admit to any of this, he had a reputation to uphold.

‘What’s in it for me?’ He asks, leaning forward.

‘You wounds won’t be susceptible to infection?’ You said. ‘I don’t have much else to give other then medical aid so…’ you trailed off as the sound of rain took to filling in the silence. Shang Tsung was silent for a while and you were bringing to feel stupid, you even began to regret offering him help and were about to call it a night, when Shang Tsung said something so quietly that you couldn’t quite hear it over the rain.

‘I’m sorry I didn’t catch that.’

‘I said fine.’ Shang Tsung said with a hint of irritation of having to repeat himself. ‘but don’t think anything of this, you are to patch my wounds as per your insistence. Nothing more, nothing less.’

After making a deal with seemingly the devil, you went ahead and lead him back to your place to heal him of his wounds and seeing him off, thinking it to be a one time only thing, before anyone got suspicious of your involvement with the man who had caused them so much grief and misery.

Unfortunately you were proven wrong as it seemed that either every time you healed Shang Tsung of his wounds, the next set he would obtain were objectively worse than the ones before and naturally, you began to worry that the villagers were taking it too far this time.

‘Oh my gods.’ You said from behind your hands upon seeing the state that the village had left Shang Tsung in this time, it almost brings you to tears. He looked utterly terrible and had an hard time trying to move from the doorway without wincing, allowing for a cold draft to sweep inside and bringing rain along with it.

‘Nice to know that I still leave you speechless.’ Shang Tsung teased but the smirk upon his lips was easily wiped off his face as it contorted in discomfort and his eyes clenched shut, he grit teeth to hold back a pained grunt. The villagers defiantly bruised something, how troublesome.

‘As much as I know that you love hearing the sound of your own voice, but I’m going to need you to stop unless you want to get even worse.’ You replied, already working on getting him sat down comfortably on the chair you had pulled from another room along with your medical equipment. Spending time with Shang Tsung would’ve drove anyone into a fit of rage either way how arrogant and pompous he sounded, but if anything you’ve gradually picked up some of his sass whilst patching up his wounds.

So whether he tried anything, you were able to throw it back at him, to which he would always reply with; ‘you dare to kick a man while he’s down my dear healer?’ Whilst his eyes shone mischievously.

‘If that man is anything like you then I’m sure he’ll survive.’ You responded back in kind, yet all the while keeping a gentle and steady hand when stitching his deeper cuts and gashes before coving them up. ‘Like a cockroach.’ You heard him sharply inhale and looked at him, worried that you might’ve pressed down too hard on one of his wounds and were about to ask, only to see him looking away from you with his nose up in the air; even when he’s injured Shang Tsung never fails to find the opportunity to be dramatic.

‘You did not just compare me to those vile things.’ He spat.

‘You say that now but cockroaches are notoriously impossible to kill.’ You said absentmindedly, having calmed down upon realising that he wasn’t in any sort pain that you didn’t noticed the sigh of relief that you had let out, not until Shang Tsung made a comment on it.

‘Were you worried about me, dear healer?’ He’d ask, seeing an opening to use to his advantage.

‘I thought I might’ve pressed too hard on one of your wounds or reopened them somehow.’ you shot him a small genuine smile. ‘I’ve never been more glad in being wrong. I don’t like seeing you hurt, not to this extent, it’s not like the villagers will gain anything from it.’ You didn’t think much when Shang Tsung remained uncharacteristically silent throughout the rest of the treatment, staring ahead at nothing, he didn’t say anything until he was about to leave where he flashed you a forced smile. ‘Thank you for healing me.’ Was all he said but it was enough to leave you stunned.

Shang Tsung was never one to thank you after healing him, ever, so much so that hearing him say that made you think that something within him had changed, but you weren’t the type to charge into a burning house just because you tricked yourself into seeing something; you were kind but to that degree.

Meanwhile Shang Tsung was mulling over your words in his head. Out of an entire village hellbent on seeing him dead, you were the only one to show him an ounce of kindness despite everything. At first he thought you were unaware of who he was and what he has done to your entire village but when he found out that you were aware, it made all your interactions with him up till now all the more questionable.

He didn’t understand what you think you’d get from being kind to him nor understood your motive, not even your intentions. Yet the more he came to you for healing, he gradually stopped being speculative and started believing that this was just who you were as an individual, it wasn’t a persona you put on for fun. You held a genuine sense of self that not many could claim to have, not even himself. He doesn’t like being vulnerable but he has found that he could do so fluidly when within your presence, sure it took awhile but in the end Shang Tsung knew that it was near impossible for him to be redeemed, he had hurt too many and push many more past breaking point.