▶▶▶Park at Night

@ⓗ Ren *wakes up and sees you* hey Ren *smiles*

*sits down under a tree and starts to feel sleepy* maybe a little nap

@ⓛ Mir "well...i don't think i'll run away, since i sorta like you", Taemin smiled. "I haven't known you well enough to know whether or not i really like you", he stated matter- of factly. "We'll see in time, neh?" Taemin closed his eyes and snuggled back against the male

@ⓗ Taemin Mir let the other's question course through his brain for a few moments, before smiling at him and nuzzling. "Weell~ don't run away..?", he said, his voice getting quieter and quieter as he spoke until it was barely a whisper, staring at 117 with large, pleading eyes. "All my other friends run away.. they say they don't like me.. Do you like me?"

@ⓛ Mir Taemin mentally high-fived himself for avoiding nicely. "Hmmm...117?", he thought that sounded odd, numbering friends. "Anyway, i'm Taemin or Taem for short", he smiled. "How do you think i should make myself memorable Mir-ssi?", he asked.

@ⓗ Taemin "I'm Mir!", he giggled happily, not even noticing that the boy was avoiding the topic. "I don't think I'll be able to remember your name.. but what do humans call you? I usually give my friends numbers, you're 117, but if you make yourself memorable..~"

@ⓛ Mir "Take them off?", he was a little embarrassed with how he appeared since he had a little/lot of scars littered anywhere and everywhere. He felt self-conscious even with the male's hands around him. "Umm...sir...what's your name?", he asked a little bold. He wanted to change the subject rather than talk about his masochistic behaviour. When he heard the word 'screams', he bit his lip a little, he wasn't sadistic but he liked to scream... a lot

@ⓗ Taemin Mir stopped blabbering and tilted his head to the side curiously at the human's request. "Clothes?", he parroted and then paused for a moment. "Why? I'd take them off anyway.", he said honestly and pulled the cover off his friend, lying down next to him and hugging him tightly. "You're so interesting, you know that? None of my other friends moan like that when I play with them. All they do is scream, but that's ok. I like their screams."

@ⓛ Mir (lol >^^< )

Taemin jumped when he heard the stranger's voice and the hard thump."omo", he said and watched the man crawl onto the bed and pat his hair. He smiled as he listened to the concerned male. "I feel fine actually. I'm not dead", he giggled at the obscurity of his question. "Though i'm not sure what you can do noy to kill me", he smiled sheepishly. He felt happy he was cared for. It was nice. "Ummm...you don't perhaps have clothes you can spare?", noticing his upper and slightly covering it.

@ⓗ Taemin ((You should've been healed.. But i was too 'into the moment' to remember OTL))

Mir snapped out of his nap and stumbled off his chair, landing with an 'Ouch!' on the carpeted yet still hard floor as he heard his lovely friend awaken. Rubbing his sore , he scrambled onto the bed and petted the boy's hair softly. "Are you ok now? Do you feel bad? Are you dead? What do I do to not kill you?", he swarmed the barely awake human with questions like these non stop.

@ⓛ Mir (Oh chincaa? lol you said wounds so i thought just visible wise mian mian >^^< Ottokhe?)

Taemin got up after a much needed rest which was more likely 4-6 hours since he was tired way before all of this happened. He looked around before feeling scared since he didn't know where he was. "Hello?", he called out for any signs of life.

(Mian...ty post...im a little confused. When you kissed me earlier...why didn't i heal then?)

@ⓗ Taemin ((B..but out kiss heals you completely *whiney voice*))

Mir sniffled a bit when his dear friend still didn't seem to be ready for more yet. He wanted to play.. but he didn't want to lose a precious human and kill him either.. "Hey.. hey.. are you okay? Yaah...! Don't die!", he sobbed and cradled the boy's cheek softly. Biting his lip to stop more tears from falling, he picked up 117 bridal style and carried him to his home. Upon reaching his room, he set the boy onto his bed and decided to wait. "You.. uhm.. What do I do to make you better again?

@ⓛ Mir Taemin felt the pressure subtly on his lips and the pain of feeling his body wounds reseal, he still couldn't get his body to move just yet although he was sure he made a movement similar to a twitch. He still needed to increase blood count in his system which came with time and nutrition but since he didn't have the latter, he needed more time to recuperate. He groaned softly signifying his state of living

@ⓗ Taemin Mir felt a tingling sensation in his lower body and glanced down to confirm that, indeed, he was hard. It was hard not to be with the sounds and the willingness the human displayed. When he felt the boy go limp, he looked at his friend in worry. What? No! Hyung had warned to be careful when playing or things like this could happen. Desperate to keep his new friend 117 alive and kicking (and ), he planted a big fat kiss on his lips, effectively healing all the wounds he had inflicted on the other and waited for him to wake up, so that they could play some more.

@ⓛ Mir He could have been like a high class for all he cared. The teasing the stranger gave was too much. However, humans have their limits. With the many cuts the stranger made and the old ones never ceasing to bleed, he lost a lot of it. The stranger's hair was tainted with the blood that flowed from his wrist and arm. How beautiful that male looked. Before realizing it, Taemin was cut open deep yet again. He screamed whether in pain or pleasure, who knew? all he knew was al this excitement was making him dizzy. It was more likely due to major blood loss but Taemin was like a kid on crack. "Mmm~", he leaned back, struggling to keep his eyes open to watch the beautiful male at work at the same time trying to stay awake. Soon his arms fell limp from the iron grip he had on the stranger's hair as things started going black

@ⓗ Taemin Mir almost cut 117's hand off as he was roughly and unexpectedly pulled at his hair. This was new, his friends engaging in the play. Usually it was just him.. He decided he liked this very much and continued , irritating and calming the little cuts on the man's body. Giggling in excitement, he pulled the razor down, making a deep, long wound, as he saw the human's skin split open.

@ⓛ Mir "ah~", Taemin moaned. He arched his back and panted like he had ran a marathon. It was so deliciously painful. The strangers tongie on his torso made him so jot and bothered yet gave him a little relief on his cuts causing him pull the stranger's head to his torso by the hair. When the stranger had the razor pressed against his skin, he mewled in delight and watched as more of his blood flowed from him

@ⓗ Taemin Mir happily grinded their lower bodies together, pleased to feel that 117 was as hard as he was. his lips, his eyes a deep black and filled with lust, the lavr he slowly worked his way down the man's body, the places where he'd cut the skin a bit. With his eyes fixed on the other's face, he brought a razor back to the boy's skin, pressing it down until blood flowed.

@ⓛ Mir Taemin was almost ashamed since the stranger was sitting on his now very painful hard-on. He moaned as he drank the stranger in more. Soon, he felt cold air and slight pain from what he saw out of the corner of his eyes as a razor. ', this was hot', he thought. He moaned more and broke away from the kiss when he realised his clothes were being torn to shreds. "M-my clothes", he panted. He couldn't possibly walk home and bleeding though that idea excited him a whole lot

@ⓗ Taemin Mir slowly manoeuvred their bodies so that he sat on top of 117, still ravaging the other and greatly enjoying the exchange of fluids. How interesting. This was the first time a friend didn't mind blood.. He could feel the boy's excitement and carefully slipped some razors out of his bag and sliced 117's top to shreds, nicking the skin beneath it in the process.

@ⓛ Mir Taemin had been enjoying the blood fest so much he whined when he didn't get to anymore. He was sick...so what? This stranger didn't think he was. He was given the delightful surprise of being kissed. Not those type of kisses that send you to Rainbow island but he kind of kiss that gets you so damn you don't know at to do with yourself. The male before him sure liked making Taemin bleed and Taemin was loving every moment of it. So much he moaned and bit back at the stranger's lips, it hungrily, almost growling with need

@ⓗ Taemin Mir giggled happily as he saw how happy 117 was. He liked this friend, more so than the others. Dropping the scalpel, he wrapped his arms around the human's neck and pulled him forward, moulding their lips together and letting the blood he'd been drinking flow into the boy's mouth. Biting into the other's tongue until it bled, he played with 117, their bleeding muscles intertwining, drinking while excess blood trickled out of the corner's of his mouth.

@ⓛ Mir Taemin gasped as he looked at the hand that held him and the male before him. He was even more taken aback when the male dug the scalpel in deeper. The blood flowing caught him like moths to a flame. He couldn't tear his eyes away, not even noticing until the boy had cut open his arm. He hissed but that was that. '', Taemin cursed in his mind, watching the ruby red fluid slide down his arm. He swallowed thickly as he watched the stranger taste his blood and leaned down to taste the red that was so delicious to him. How he was not a vampire slipped his mind. "Sso...good", he whispered. The two were like kittens liking milk from a dish. Taemin ventured further and tasted the blood that was on the stranger's face and arm. The rusty taste intoxicating him and giving him so much damned pleasure he almost had a hard-on then and there. However to his embarrassment, he did moan

@ⓗ Taemin Before 117 could leave, Mir lashed out and grabbed his hand, holding onto it gently, lightly. His new friend could rip himself free without a second thought, but the lavr somehow suspected he would not do this. The way his new friend had looked at the blood had told him so. He dug the scalpel deeper into his wrist and drank his blood once more, letting trails of it dribble down his chin and his arm. The burgundy fluid shimmered in the dim light of the lantern, luring 117 to come and join him. "Stay here.. and play with me~", he purred, a soft laugh hidden beneath his innocent, child-like voice. In the flash of an eye he had slashed his friend's arm as well and now drank the boy's blood, enjoying how similar.. yet how different it tasted from his own. Holding up his still heavily bleeding wrist, he offered it to the other.

@ⓛ Mir Taemin looked at the blood, fighting the urge to drink it too. He would seem disgusting to the stranger. "Sir?", he tried to keep his voice steady. "d-don't do this to yourself", he said softly. If the male didn't want him to interfere, he wouldn't. "i'm-i'm gonna leave", he didn't want to stick around and get tempted. This man was crazy. If they were the same level of crazy, he didn't know

@ⓗ Taemin Mir ignored 117's request and just stared at him. After minutes of silence he pressed the knife against his wrist, breaking the skin and causing plenty of red blood from leaking out of him. Giggling as he watched the precious pearls trickle down his skin, he poked and prodded the fresh wound, urging more of the liquid to escape as he lapped up the iron-y taste.

@ⓛ Mir "Please?", trying to be polite. "Why would you want to anyway? Doesn't it hurt?", his thoughts almost making him hard because he loved pain himself. He just felt it was wrong that someone other than himself would want to hurt themselves. It was...complicated. "why don't we do this,...umm, i bring you back to my place and i patch you up...neh?", he urged the male before him on

@ⓗ Taemin Mir tilted his head to the side, thinking and pleased. With what, he wasn't quite sure yet. Maybe it was the groundless compassion the human showed. It was interesting.. a human who begged and pleaded not to save himself, but you. "I... can't hurt myself?", he repeated slowly, as if parroting 117.

@ⓛ Mir Taemin gasped. "s-sir...fine, fine. Don't get it checked out...but don't hurt yourself anymore", he tried to reason with him more. "I'm not even going to take your knife...neh?", he held his hands up as if a convict about to be arrested. "Just, don't hurt yourself", he pleaded. "And, let me help you clean that up, neh?", he tried to make a deal.

@ⓗ Taemin Mir was nice person. Well.. at least he thought he was a nice person, but not when people didn't do as told or stopping him from doing something. He easily pushed the human he'd named 117 out of the way and grabbed the knife, holding it right above his own artery and pressing down, threatening to pierce his skin any moment. The lavr figured since the boy was so concerned with his well-being, this threat should be effective enough. "I don't want anything to get checked out.", he snarled.