“…ugh, ah….”
It felt as if he had briefly lost consciousness and then regained it. Struggling to lift his eyes, Yan noticed Sirius still thrusting his hips. Being so close, Yan could see his face clearly.
Even in the dark room where even the neon signs outside the window were dim, Sirius stood out prominently. Whether it was because Yan was so captivated by him, or perhaps because of his name, he couldn’t tell. Even in the midst of such intense sex, Sirius’s face remained beautiful with a strange dignity, making Yan feel intoxicated.
“Hic, huuuah…!”
Yan’s dick, which had ejaculated some thirty minutes ago, was only half-erect, but thin semen was dripping steadily. With his lower body partially lifted, some of the semen splashed onto Yan’s chest. A few drops even reached his face. As he grimaced at the uncomfortable feeling, Sirius licked the semen.
“S-stop… ungh!”
His nipples had become sensitive from being bitten repeatedly. Just having that area licked sent a tingling sensation through him. Something painful yet pleasurable at the same time. Yan recognized a similar sensation—it was when he had been spanked to induce ejaculation.
“Ah, hnnngh….”
Yan made a strange sound as his face contorted. The remaining semen in his dick flowed out. It felt more like being squeezed than actually ejaculating.
“Just me…”
By this point, Yan felt somewhat wronged. They were having sex together, so why was he the only one crying? Especially when his partner was Sirius, whom he had desired so much.
“Your hole… is as lewd as its owner. A lewd hole.”
Sirius thrust his hips upward again. Yan no longer had the energy to struggle. All he could do was flinch while being firmly held by Sirius.
“It’s so good… it feels like it was made just for me.”
Yan opened his eyes wide. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Was it a delusion created by his overwhelmed mind? Or was it really…
“Yes, you said you would study for me, right? Is this the result?”
“Yes, yes.”
Yan responded, still dazed. Then Sirius lightly kissed Yan’s chest.
“Then this is a hole just for me.”
Yan couldn’t answer. Sirius began moving more roughly after finishing his sentence. Just like that, Yan’s hole truly became something exclusively for Sirius.
The grip on Yan’s wrists was overwhelmingly strong. He had no choice but to offer his body without being able to move. The sensation of being pierced and rubbed traveled up his spine to his brain. Finally, Yan gave up trying to escape and let out moans of pleasure.
“Ah, ah…!”
At some point, the thrusting became even faster. Yan realized that Sirius’s climax was approaching. Sure enough, soon after, he felt liquid flowing down his perineum. Relieved that the sex was finally over, Yan let out a long sigh.
Only then did Sirius release Yan’s wrists. Yan twirled his tingling wrists. That’s when something caught his eye.
‘Huh…?’
Sirius was slowly pulling his dick out of Yan. There was nothing unusual about that itself, but something felt off. It took Yan a moment to realize the reason for his discomfort.
“Sirius. Um….”
“After devouring it so greedily, you want more?”
“What? No, that’s not it! I did look a bit, but that’s not what I meant… Sirius, did you dye your hair?”
Sirius, who had been straightening his clothes, stopped and looked at Yan. His already cold impression became even chillier as he gazed at Yan, who quickly explained himself.
“It’s just that your hair is black, but your body hair seems to be blonde.”
He wondered how he hadn’t noticed until now, but looking back, it made sense. Sirius had always stuck to long-sleeved shirts and long pants, and the hair on his hands and chin was light. Above all, black suited him so well that it was hard to imagine him being born with any other hair color.
“That’s correct.”
“Ah, I thought so. You must have used good hair dye. It really doesn’t show at all.”
Even now, knowing that Sirius was originally blonde, it was still hard to imagine. As Yan strained his imagination to picture a blonde version of Sirius, he spoke.
“I don’t know what kind of dye was used. My brother did it for me.”
“Wow, I heard it’s difficult to dye hair by yourself. Is your brother a hair designer?”
Yan worried that he might have asked too personal a question, but Sirius answered easily.
“No. He works in an industry quite far from that… I suppose his technique improved after helping me dye my hair over decades.”
Sirius muttered that he had been somewhat clumsy at first. Yan somehow found this amusing. It was an episode about close siblings. He felt pleased, as if he had become closer to Sirius in many ways today.
Sirius got up from the bed, saying he would open the window. As he was still not wearing pants, his lower body was fully exposed. If his face was like a sculpture, his body was even more so. Yan held his breath as he secretly looked at Sirius’s legs. His naughty gaze gradually traveled up to his pelvis and dick.
‘Hmm. Golden indeed.’
As he thought this, Yan realized one more thing.
The shape of the dick somewhat resembled Procion’s.
“…”
At the sudden thought of that man’s dick, Yan felt pathetic. Comparing other men’s dicks… Though he had been called lewd several times today, he truly felt like he had become a lewd man.
‘Well, Procion is big too. Since they’re similar in size, of course they would look similar.’
Having concluded his lewd thoughts this way, Yan tried to think of something beautiful. He definitely needed to purify his mind.
‘Something beautiful, something beautiful… something delicate and pretty.’
What could that be? Yan thought of the yellow cat that often wandered in front of the police station and the flower bed that his landlord carefully tended. That seemed to wash away some of the grime from his mind. Yan rode the momentum and imagined something even more beautiful.
‘A blonde Sirius…’
The image that had been vague before now seemed to appear more clearly as he concentrated. It was just a hair color, yet for some reason it was so difficult to imagine. Yan closed his eyes tightly and tried to picture a blonde Sirius.
“…oh.”
Finally succeeding in imagining blonde Sirius, Yan opened his eyes.
He, the blonde Sirius he had only seen in his imagination… somehow resembled Procion.
***
Yan lay properly on the bed. Since they had already gotten a room, he planned to sleep there. However, unlike him, Sirius had put his clothes back on. Yan raised his upper body groggily and asked.
“Are you leaving…?”
His voice couldn’t hide the dropping disappointment. Sirius silently looked down at Yan, who was sitting in a crouched position. Though he had a sturdy man’s body, perhaps because of the red marks all over, he looked somewhat vulnerable.
Sirius’s gaze, which had been scanning Yan’s body, stopped at his swollen nipples. What had been light pink was now as red as Yan’s hair.
“The bed is narrow, wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to lie together?”
“Not at all, I don’t even have sleeping habits.”
Realizing that Sirius was leaning toward staying, Yan moved to the very edge of the bed. Then he patted the space beside him as if to say hurry and lie down. Sirius approached the bed silently.
The mattress shook slightly as he got onto the bed. Yan’s heart pounded. He had the illusion that a black cat was lying down next to him. This elegant animal was not easy to befriend, and if Yan startled it even slightly, it would leave. With this thought, he became cautious even about breathing.
“Huff, ha… huff.”
“…Are you in pain, Yan?”
“No, not at all.”
“But your breathing sounds a bit…”
To prove that he was really fine, Yan breathed normally this time. Then Sirius dropped his suspicious look. Only after calming his fluttering heart could Yan feel comfortable.
After staying like that for a few minutes, Yan slowly moved closer to Sirius. Whether he noticed or not, Sirius didn’t reject Yan’s approach. Encouraged by this, Yan subtly snuggled up to Sirius.
“By the way, Sirius, is your arm that was injured recently alright now?”
The atmosphere naturally softened after sex. In this moment of physical closeness, Yan gathered his courage to ask a personal question.
“Yes. It wasn’t a serious injury to begin with.”
“But if you had a bandage, it must have been pretty bad. Though looking at it earlier, it seems to have healed a lot.”
As he spoke, something seemed odd. As he mentioned, it seemed to have been quite a serious injury, but how could it heal in just a few days? The bandaged area aside, even the scratches on his skin had healed completely, which was rather amazing.
“You must have good recovery abilities.”
“…Well, I suppose so.”
“May I ask how you got hurt? Well… being a vampire hunter is a dangerous job. I hear vampires have been more aggressive since the road changed recently.”
That’s what the news was talking about every day. Yan had assumed Sirius’s injury was related to that, but he received a different answer.
“Just family business.”
“Ah, family…”
When he had talked about the brother who dyed his hair black, Yan thought they were on good terms, but it didn’t seem to be exactly the case. A family relationship that could cause scratches on the face and necessitate bandages on the arm must be quite tumultuous.
‘Are they not getting along?’
Yan’s guess was surprisingly correct. Not just correct—’not getting along’ was an understatement for their situation.
