"Don't take too much off" San warns playfully as Wooyoung cuts off a lock of his raven black hair. Wooyoung only giggles mischievously.

"Yah- Wooyoung.." San calls out.

"I won't, I won't" He reassures voice clearly shaking in amusement. San was seated on the riverbank with Wooyoung kneeling behind him while said vampire prince gave him a haircut.

Wooyoung uses San's knife and trims off another lock of hair and tosses it to the side. San picks up the lock, wrapping it around his finger. He'd kept his hair long for a while so having this haircut now, right after finding Wooyoung again, it felt like he was cutting off the old him. The 'miserable, depressed and mourning' him. Like he was finally emerging from a battle with himself victorious. It felt relieving.

"Ok, all done. I think.." Wooyoung turns San around to get a look at his work.

"What do you mean you think?" San asks, his brow raised in question. He runs his hand through his hair, half expecting a bald spot or something but it felt quite nice and as even as one could get with a small pocket knife. He goes and leans over the water to take a look at his reflection.

"It's not bad. I should be a hairdresser or something" Wooyoung says with pride as he leans back on the grass watching as San continuously raked his fingers through his hair and checked himself out in the reflection of the water.

San would admit it wasn't perfect but he quite liked it. And the fact that Wooyoung did it made it that much more special. And the length was reasonable. What was once at his chin was now grazing just the middle of his ear. He looks back at the smug prince who hand his hand up to cup behind his ear as if waiting for San to thank him.

Fat chance.

San rolls his eyes at him and shoves his shoulder playfully before pulling himself up to his feet. Wooyoung laughs in amusement. "Admit it! I did an amazing job"

San still doesn't give him the full satisfaction. "Yeah, yeah" He glances at Jongho and Junkyu who looked to still be talking and pointing at the map spread on the grass. Seonghwa was nowhere to be seen. "Wanna get outta here?" He turns back to Wooyoung.

Wooyoung too pulls himself up to his feet, brow arched in question and handing the knife back to San. "Where to?"

San simply shrugs, a mischievous smile on his face as he sheaths the weapon and goes to slip his boot on. "Anywhere". Wooyoung narrows his eyes but grins as he too slips his shoes on hastily.

San takes his hand, interlocking their fingers, and pulled him towards the forest. "Jongho, we'll be back!" Wooyoung calls to his younger brother.

Jongho looks at them and fake gags. "Don't go fucking in some cave. We have to leave soon" He whines.

"No promises!" Wooyoung yells back with a giggle as they disappear past the trees.

Both San and Wooyoung's laughter be heard echoing in the trees as they skipped and chased each other. Tickling and kissing and being completely and utterly in love.

And for a moment they both forgot their circumstances. The cruel and unfair world around them no longer existed and it was just them.

San places his hands on Wooyoung's hips giving him a small squeeze after successfully catching him at their small game of tag. He brings him closer to his chest as both their giggles die down and now they stood with their noses barely touching. Wooyoung has his hands on either side of San's neck, his thumb running back and forth along his smooth jaw.

It felt like a hazy dream to San. Like another one of those daydreams he used to have, missing and yearning to see Wooyoung again. To be honest, it all still didn't feel real.

They watch each other in the silence of the forest. Birds chirping above, leaves dancing on the wind, insects buzzing in the trees. It was an ambience that added to the dream like atmosphere.

"I wish we could just disappear together" San says in a low raspy voice. "Just forget everything else and... go exist on our own. Away from all this" His eyes slide close as they both simultaneously lean in, but when their lips were a hair's width apart they pause.

Wooyoung couldn't help but smile at his suggestion, his eyes closed as well. "Me too"

"Wooyoung?"

"Mm?"

"Kiss me"

The vampire prince didn't need to be told twice because he immediately captures San's soft warm lips in a slow, passion filled, sensual kiss. Heads angled, chests brought in closer and pressed against each other. Hands roaming and tongues over lapping as the kiss slowly picked up intensity.

San felt like he was drowning in the abyss that is the raw emotion he could feel Wooyoung was pouring into the kiss. It made his mind go numb and his whole body to buzz. And he did the same.

Wooyoung's hands tangle in San's hair while San's travel up Wooyoung's top and along the middle of his back. Wooyoung shivers at the skin contact, goosebumps forming in the wake of his touch.

Slowly they break apart for air, breathless and overwhelmed. San recovers quicker though and he begins placing kisses beside his lips then down his jaw and towards his neck. Wooyoung gasps and eagerly moves his head to the side, giving him full access to the soft skin on his neck.

San licks a stripe from his collarbone back up to his neck and Wooyoung shivers again, blood immediately rushing to his crotch. Then San places his mouth around a small bit of skin and sucks harshly intent on creating a bruise.

Wooyoung couldnt help the lewd whimper that escaped his lips and he clung tighter to San. He buzzes with anticipation waiting for what he knew would happen next. He waited for San's teeth to break through his flesh but that never happens.

San instead takes Wooyoung's hand, momentarily bringing him out of his trance, then he kisses the tips of his fingers one by one. Wooyoung watches with half lidded eyes as San kisses his palm and continued to kiss down his hand until he got to the inside of his wrist. His lips presses against his skin and San continuously kisses that spot over and over again.

Slowly dark red veins grow around San's eyes and down towards his cheeks. His mouth opens and he breathes raggedly on Wooyoung's wrist and that's when the prince is able to notice the gleaming white fangs in San's mouth. San, who had his eyes closed, shifts his bloodshot hazel eyes to meet Wooyoung's as he held the male's wrist up and against his lips. Then he waited. And Wooyoung could tell he was asking for permission. He presses his wrist further against his opened mouth, giving him the go ahead.

San doesn't waste time in biting him, but it wasn't fast and aggressive. It was gentle and intimate. Something about the bite was oddly... sensual. Wooyoung gasps and nearly came in his pants he was so aroused. He watched with wet parted lips as San drank from him. He was so dizzy with lust it was taking all of him not to take San then and there on the forest floor.

His own vampire appearance now evident due to how aroused he was. San pulls back, blood on his lips and painted the inside of his mouth. San licks his lips, slowly and sensually while keeping firm eye contact with Wooyoung. The whites of both their eyes were blood red and fangs peeking past their lips due to their lips being slightly parted.

Wooyoung would admit it was different seeing San like this. Oddly, a bit sexy and definitely something he'd have to get used which he knew wouldn't take any time at all.

San goes to lick off the residue of blood from Wooyoung's wrist seeing as the bite wound was now fully healed. The way his gorgeous pink wet lips pressed against his skin and his cool tongue glided across his flesh made Wooyoung almost blackout. San was purposefully riling him up. And it was working.

Wooyoung couldn't help himself any longer. He pulls San away from his wrist and connects their lips once again in another heated kiss but this one was much more sloppy. Tongues battled and danced as they slowly grinded on each other.

San begin pushing him backwards until Wooyoung is pressed against a tree. They never once break apart from the wet, open mouthed, sloppy kiss.

Wooyoung breaks the kiss first but quickly goes to attack San's neck with open mouthed kisses. San places his hands pressed against the tree, positioned on either side of Wooyoung's head and trapping the male between his body and the massive tree trunk. He gladly angled his head as Wooyoung kisses his jaw down to the pretty freckles that spotted on San's neck. He kissed every mole, every birthmark, every old scar. Every part of him was so breathtaking. "Beautiful" Wooyoung whispers between kisses.

He could hear the blood in a vein he'd found and he doesn't waste any time in sinking his teeth in San's neck. San's knees buckles and he likely would've fell over had he not been leaning against the tree. The blood that rushes to his member in one large burst was phenomenal. His vision was hazy with lust. He moans with half lidded eyes as Wooyoung drank from him.

He slides his hand into Wooyoung's pants and wraps his cold fingers around his full hard on. He squeezes and strokes him and this causes Wooyoung to pull back with a strangled moan, blood painted lips and wet fangs.

"San" He breathes harshly, holding onto him as San continued flicking him inside his pants. His moans come out like soft lewd whimpers. San looks at him, his eyes watching his lips. Staring at his own blood on Wooyoung's deliciously plump lips.

"Yes love" San whispers back, his wrist picking up speed. He could tell some precum had squeezed past Wooyoung's reddened head because of the extra wet slick it now provided.

"I'm so horny" He gasps out.

"Me too. I wanna fuck you against this tree so bad" They breath huskily against each other's lips.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

San smirks at his response. He pulls his hand back and quickly goes to pull down his pants at the same time Wooyoung does the same.

In what seemed to happen in a blur Wooyoung was now bent over, holding the tree trunk for dear life as San rammed into him from behind over and over and over in long deep strokes. His eyes half lidded and glazed with immense pleasure as San fucked him good.

His nails dug into bark and his dark hair clung to his forehead due to the sweat beads that formed. San's fingers squeezed Wooyoung's pale hips tight and he pulled back and slammed into him repeatedly.

"Fas- ter" Wooyoung breathes out, his hips moving on their own to try and meet San's in the middle. San picks up the speed of his hips, the lewd sound of Wooyoung's ass slapping against San's pelvis was all that can be heard besides their loud breathless panting.

"You're taking me so well" San pants out, his voice hoarse.

"Fuck" Wooyoung gasps out, head thrown back. San takes the opportunity to take a fist full of his hair and pull his head back further, slapped his ass as his hips slowed down a tad bit. Wooyoung swore he saw stars. It was something unexpected but he kinda liked it when San was this rough.

His whole body was on fire. He wanted more of San, more of his dick, more of his rough touches and slick words.

San pauses and takes one of Wooyoung's legs then he lifts it, placing it on his shoulder as he reentered Wooyoung's abused ass. The new position sent his whole body into over drive. He moans loudly, one hand on San's shoulder, the other on the tree holding himself up. San fucked him a bit more aggressively after successfully forcing him into a standing splits position.

Wooyoung's vision was blurry and he couldn't make anything out, all he could focus on was how good San fucked him. How fast and deep he was going. And god it was so good.

"Mmgh" Wooyoung chokes out, fingers digging into San's shoulder.  San grips Wooyoung's thigh tightly, fingers sure to have left nasty bruises had he not been able to heal quickly.

They look at each other, eyes still blood shot red and vampire appearance still evident. Wooyoung wanted to kiss those slightly swollen lips so bad till they were raw but couldn't due to the position they were in. He was flexible but not that flexible.

So they settle for silently watching each other as they fucked. Moans and grunts and skin slapping rung in their ears. San takes his abandoned dick as it flopped with each thrust. He flicks his wrist at the same animalistic yet oddly even pace his dick slid in and out of him. Wooyoung could barely keep his eyes open anymore.

An intense fire burned in the pit of his stomach and he knew his release was near. He was so incredibly sensitive. "I- I- I'm gonna- cum" He rasps out in-between breathless pants.

"Cum loud and hard for me ok?" San order, his voice dropping an octave and sending chills down Wooyoung's spine. San hips begins stuttering, slamming into him in slow but extremely deep strokes.

In no time at all, Wooyoung fell apart. He moans loudly and came in ribbons but San doesn't let up. He continues in deep strokes, his hand flicking Wooyoung's member even quicker milking him dry. "San!" Was all he chokes out his voice shaky and ragged. His eyes roll back and body quivering and twitching. His other leg which was planted on the ground gives out and San had to hold him up.

San fucked him through his orgasm while also chasing after his own release. Soon after, he quickly pulls out and began stroking his dick with his hand, grunting and panting as he began release spurt after spurt on Wooyoung's ass cheeks.

Once he was completely spent he slowly drops Wooyoung's leg and the vampire prince crumbles against the tree, legs too weak to hold himself up as he struggles to catch his breath.

San chuckles breathlessly once he slowly took in Wooyoung's completely wrecked appearance. His hair disheveled, skin glossy with sweat, legs shaking and cum sliding down thighs. Wooyoung brushes his hair back from his face, his vampire appearance now gone. "Holy fucking shit" He gasps out. "That was amazing" his voice still comes out huskily.

"Yeah it was" San smirks and brings him up against his chest then captures his lips in an eager kiss, one that Wooyoung melts into.

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Been over a week but I'm back yay :D