The hunger is back, and worse.

His eyes stared at his body in the mirror, how it changed from the thickness of a perfectly healthy man to slowly sunken in flesh. He felt over the areas that began to sink into himself, it's been three days since he last eaten actual flesh. He had thought Junpei could have saved him some time, eating his lustful desires of him but the damn guy didn't even help a single bit. [M/N]'s nails trail over his stomach that was slowly shrinking than the healthy soft belly he had, his newly developed muscles were also leaving him. His eyes scan down lower to his thighs barely hanging on, then his ankles, they look so fragile that the longer he looked at them, they'll break. His hands moved around his body to feel around his skin and it's new almost oily glow from his body decreasing its beautiful glow. 

I'm turning ugly again, my beauty and sexual appearance is leaving me.

With shaking hands, they reached over to his desk shakingly as he plucked the box filled with untouched cigarettes for at least almost a week. [M/N] had picked up smoking a few months back, and the first time in a week he felt fine, no stress at all until now. The taste of nicotine was a siren call to him at the moment, he grasped the white stick and lit it up, watching the fire burn the other end as he inhales, moving to the window of the dorm and blows it out. He watched the cloudy smoke lit up in the darken sky in a white puff before doing another.

He felt nothing, not the cruel taste of nicotine threatening to destroy his body, nor the delightful taste of bitterness. [M/N] inhales then exhale into the air, watching the smoke as the cigarette slowly gets shorter with each puff. His eyes watched the smoke before moving towards the mirror, he stood in front of it as his hand shakingly grasped the lamp button, rolling his thumb as the light came on. [M/N] looked at the mirror as he saw his sunken completion, his eyes flickering all the mistakes, all the ugly details that were woven into his skin. His dried lips, his baggy eyes, his thinning face.

Just hours ago, he was beautiful.

Hours ago, he was the epitome of sex and appeal.

Hours ago, he looked like someone worthy of another's love, their touches, their everything. 

[M/N] stares and then moved his hand, rubbing his hands over his face, moving and watching as his skin pulls and little scratches appear as he moved his hand. His skin was bleeding from barely touching it. His eyes followed the little drip of blood falling down his cheek and he moved the cigarette into his mouth, inhaling deeply before blowing smoke. His eyes stared, as his stomach growls violently that makes him shake.

Oh, fuck, he was so hungry

The smoke from his mouth flows easily in the air around him and Yuji can bitch at him much later. His eyes narrow in disgust as he thought of him, how easily he tried to worm his way back into [M/N]'s heart with his stupid brown eyes that remind him of the earth's humbled ground that's been kissed by the rain on by a spring cloud. His pink hair brings the loveliest of Sakura blossom petals to shame when they bloom in the spring. [M/N]'s fingers nearly clenched around the cigarette as he stared at the mirror. The way his kindness was disgusting, the way his eyes held such worry and genuine concern was pitiful, where was that during their High School years.

Ash falls down on the wooden floor, his eyes stared down at the mess before he used the heel of his boney ankle to rub against it. [M/N] sighs as he heard the whoops of students out the window, possibly going to go drunk or coming home drunk.

[M/N] listened and he glanced over his shoulder before nodding to himself, he would find a pathetic little drunk asshole and eat him. Swallow him whole, devour him like a goddamn meal, swallow his fucking heart like a snake eats a rat.

His fingers felt heat, glancing towards his finger to see the cigarette was at the end towards the orange end. His eyes looked towards the end seeing the little smoke was there, it was hot at his finger but not actually burning him. His eyes followed the smoke drifting off, and he moved his free finger against the burning end, there was the pressure and the tingle of it but nothing else.

I wonder...

[M/N] slowly opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out, his eyes staring at the burning stick and slowly pressed the burning end. He pressed the lit end against his tongue as the sound of flesh sizzling was audible in the air as the pressure landed on his tongue, and his tastebuds felt the tingle along with the smell of plastic burning meat somehow.

No pain, yet I feel the fire still lingers on my tongue, the pressure of it

His tongue still stings but doesn't hurt and [M/N] moved his gaze to the mirror as he closed his mouth. He chews on the cigarette bud, chewing as the bitter taste of nicotine and tobacco lingers on his tongue as he moved towards his closet to change.

What the hell am I? Am I even human?

++++++

Yu Haibara was tired of being an adult, a responsible adult.

An adult with an important and responsible adult job that he loves but hates.

The bar was crowded again, the music was pumping out some classics that rarely play nowadays and people from the college were just making the place stuffy. He could recognize some people from his classes and some teachers he never bothered to make friends with, due to always being busy. Though tonight he wanted to drink his stress away, the pressure of bills and grading papers then creating future lesson plans or notes for his students. Yu had a shit ton of them too, and when he got home his cycle would start over the next day.

Yu has the privilege of his day to start over his day, with a pretty nice job with above average benefits. Health care, dental care, etc.

"Here you go." The bartender says, gently placing down Yu's drink. He moved away when a couple of customers called for him and Yu sips it gently while leaning on the counter.

Man, I wanted a comfortable life with excitement

His eyes glanced around as he watched groups of people, the memories coming back faintly of the times it was him and his friends studying for college. He and his friends would crowd around a table with beers and Satoru's fancy drinks that had little to no alcohol in the drinks. They would just talk, talk about school, people they were seeing, movies, games, whatever honestly that came to mind. 

Now he barely sees them, maybe occasionally Suguru, Satoru and maybe a glimpse of Nanami from time to time. Shoko was always working in the morgue for the city and Utahime traveling around though he wasn't friends with her, not close ones at least or Mei Mei that occasionally visits.

"Lonely?" A voice muses beside him and he flinched, looking over and he saw a young man. He looked to be a college student but none of his, Yu was for sure he was not in his classes.

"A bit, I mean how lonely can one be if you're around people?" Yu replied with a wry smile on his lips as he kept watching the other man. "Student?"

"Guilty." The man says with a smile that reached his eyes and Yu slowly gives one back. He sits down beside Yu, their legs gently bumping against each other as the man turns towards him as he reached for his own wallet for his ID and card for cash. Yu watched the man; he didn't see him on campus or probably did due to the sea of students coming and going on them campus.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked as he came by, his eyes locked to [M/N] who smiles before responding. 

"Lemon drop." The bartender nods to himself as began to prepare it, [M/N] turns his head to meet Yu's eyes as he smiles, keeping the sweetness visible to relax the tense male.

The tension he could smell; that sharpness with a hint of dryness which made his stomach grumble. [M/N] could practically taste the piteous from the man, despite having been blessed with such cute looks. Soft short hair that was a beautiful shade of brown, like a nice wood color that would cost millions, like a nice mahogany dining table and chairs. His eyes were naturally wide and just as brown, shining with such uncertainty and the bitterness bite of loneliness, an emotion [M/N] knew terrifyingly well. His skin was a healthy color, soft to the touch that [M/N] would think but also looked stretchy.

Human flesh is stretchy; that [M/N]. It was like taffy, something that would be stuck in your teeth between chews and unable to separate from your mouth. The best to describe what he could taste from Yu's soul was dark chocolate with a metallic tinge that prickles the throat like swallowing blood and copper hits the tastebuds. It was refreshing and delicious, Yu's pathetic emotions tasted delicious.

"Didn't think the well renown sociology professor would come out to drink." [M/N] says as his gaze never falters as Yu's dark brown ones kept the eye-contact. 

"Sometimes a professor needs a change of scenery," Yu smiles a bit as he sipped his drink, the bitterness crawling down his throat. "Grading papers, essays, PowerPoints and all that jazz gets boring." Not to mention the endless quietness was getting to him slowly.

"I get it, but for a change of scenery for myself? I picture myself on the beach," [M/N] says as he looked at him with a smile, his eyes gleaming with such hopefulness that it might choke a pig itself. "Wearing some comfortable beach clothes, sitting in one of those cool beach chairs and under a pretty umbrella that was made for the beach. The softness of the sand between my toes as I deep them into the water, clean water that you can see through. Maybe I'll go swimming or maybe I'll go walk along the edge between the water and sand."

Yu listens intently, his eyes never leave [M/N]'s face as he listened to it all. That definitely sounded good, it sounded like a dream and sounded like it would cost a kidney, a liver and a pair of eyes. "That does sound...amazing, another friend of mine has the same idea as you for vacation."

"Makes sense," [M/N] agrees, anything to get Yu in his bed tonight or in the alleyway with the shitty light or even at Yu's home or office. Whatever it took to get the man under him or in him, [M/N] didn't discriminate. "I guess everyone's looking for their little piece of paradise, huh?" 

The Lemon drop is placed down in front of [M/N] and he picked it up, his lips quirked up into a bit of a smile as he looked at Yu. "I'll take beach any day then being stuck at an office job or god forbid make something stupid, like becoming a shitty meme." He chuckles lightly as Yu did too with a little nod as [M/N] sipped his drink. It was bitter, citrus, but also tasted nothing at the same time. 

"You make it sound that you've been thinking it through it a lot." Yu says as he placed his glass down on the counter, "You make it sound different; it seems so attainable in the way you talked about it."

[M/N] chuckled a bot, nodding his head, " I guess I have," He felt the familiar feeling and twitch of his lips pulled into a faint smile, "It's one of those daydreams you'll have when your mind is trying to relax and trying to relax the body with hopeful ideas about the future or the casual what if's." He shrugs as he looks to Yu, "It's just something to keep you going, to give your idea of a better something, something in the future."

Yu nods his head in agreement, he knew the feeling all too well, many people did. His eyes watched [M/N]'s lips pull into a smile and he returns it back, a soft one, a gentle one. 

"That's why it makes it special though," Yu speaks softly, agreeing with a tinge of hope that made [M/N]'s chest ache. "Having something like that to hold onto, even if it's a dream, a goal on some "New year, New me" board or heck, a Pinterest board, it keeps you going."

There was a pause between the two, the crowd's casual customers filling in the gap of silence with the talk, the exclamations, the tv speakers blaring whatever was on or the clink of glasses. Yu looked over his glass, his finger rubbing against the rim of it as he looked to [M/N], his tone still cheerful yet reflective as he speaks, "You young people deserve it," He says through the chatter and noises of the campus bar, "Before life bites you in the ass. The need for the sun, the beach, the water, everyone deserves it. Just once before life catches up."

"You're not old, you still look pretty young." [M/N] compliments as Yu's neck is crawled up by heat from the other's words. 

"But most of all," Yu says as he clears his throat, " You deserve peace."

[M/N] nearly drops his drink, taken aback from how sincere he sounded. His voice, his tone rings in his brain and for a moment-just a moment he felt a twinge of pain, a dull ache in his chest. Something he couldn't name but something he knew a bit too well. "Thanks," he says quietly as he looked over his drink mindlessly rubbing the rim of his cup with his thumb like Yu did.

Stupid human heart, how dare you still move?

"You're all sunshine. huh?" [M/N] asked, his confident and flirty tone leaving his voice for the moment. 

"I try to be, you guys are the future once I turn old." Yu winks as he chuckled a bit in reply. "Besides, what can I say? I'm a sociologist-I see the little things that people need, even if they don't say it directly."

Bingo opening right there

"And what do you think I need, Professor?" [M/N] asked, his tone playful yet fishing, probing.

Yu stares as the sound of people around them dulled as he focused at the other man, he felt his Adam's apple bob a bit as he speaks softly, "I think you need someone to believe in that dream with you. To have connection, to feel the need of someone being there for you."

[M/N] stares at the man, his eyes never blinking and kept his face unreadable as he couldn't come up with a reply. He couldn't drop a snarky one, a flirty reply, a cheeky grin and assure him that someone was indeed in his dream, to not want the mood between them to shift into a somber one if he replied that he didn't. 

Why is he like this? I can taste his loneliness, his bittersweet memories in his soul. He's nice, honest and incredibly genuine. He reminds me of some weak child, some pathetic lamb that should be roasted with a bunch of herbs and vegetables. He's Sicking, he's disgusting, he's weak-

His mind stops as the realization hits him like water dripping onto his face from a cloud, soft and almost unnoticeable. 

He's like me, how I was, how I am, just before the sacrifice, before I was damned with infinite hunger.

"Maybe I do need someone to be behind me," [M/N] admitted as he looked to Yu. His tone soft, light as a feather and a bit vulnerable. His eyes searched Yu's for a sign; like he would switch his personality in front of him. He saw nothing. 

I'm gonna fuck his brains out

In the depths of his darkest mind, the voice of reason that was once human. It pleads to push Yu away, to keep him away from [M/N]'s bloody hands, to keep Yu away from him and run away. But the hunger was too much, the need to devour Yu's soul in such a way that would make a Porn star blush. It was always there, waiting, pinning and ravenous as it commanded him to eat. To devour.

It wins, it always wins at the end.

[M/N] leans closer towards Yu and his drink was ignored as he could smell Yu. Not his lonely soul anymore, he could smell his cologne that wafted around him like a bow on a present. 

"You smell amazing," [M/N] says, voice lowering into a whisper.

Yu perked up, eyebrows raised as he heard the other and blinked back to see [M/N] leaning close and Yu didn't move back. "Ah, my cologne?" He says as [M/N] kept smiling, his lips pulled into an unfamiliar smile, a predatory smile that made Yu's hair stand up with goosebumps crawling down them. But he didn't move back, instead watched him further as curiosity nudged in his mind.

"No, just you," [M/N]'s hands wander over and the tips of his finger's brushes on Yu's cheek. As expected, his skin was smooth and soft, peach fuzz on his face as [M/N]'s eyes gleamed a bit.

Like a rabbit in a trap

"It's distracting," [M/N] says with a honey-toned voice, alluring and sweet, "You're distracting."

Yu let's out a nervous laugh, trying to distract himself from the melting pressure within him as it felt good. The touch felt good but this was pushing the boundaries between college student and Professor.

He's not my student though

The thought flows into Yu's mind, nudging self-control out the way.

[M/N] tilts his head as the smile widens, showing teeth and Yu's eyes stared at them. Blind, beautiful, intoxicating, Yu eyes widen as he felt [M/N]'s thumb move over his lips and Yu slowly parts them without being cooed into doing it as [M/N] kept his smile, it widens further to show his sharp canines.

An obedient one? Sweet

"I think you're drunk," Yu whispers, his heart beating against his chest erratically. His body on fire, like lava crawling down his body and into the pit of his stomach and his cock that twitched within his dark pants.

"Maybe but unlikely." [M/N] says with a tilt of his head to capture the "innocent man" look, to capture's Yu's attention. "But even if I was stone sober, I'd still find it hard to ignore someone like you."

Yu's cheeks flush a beautiful shade of red as [M/N] watches as the whispers in his mind to let him go stopped. The hunger had won and he was going to devour it whole, devour Yu in ways that [M/N] knew.

They'll both be happy after all, Yu was like him, Lonely and unlike his past lovers.

[M/N] was going to do it right.

"Your place or mine?"

+++++

Yu Haibara lived in a nice building, about 20 minutes away from the campus. The building was tall with brick as the outside surface and many medium shape windows and the lobby smelled like chemicals and fruits. The building screamed comfortably, where nothing terrible can happen and quiet.

Until now

Apartment 8B opens with a loud slam as [M/N] kicked it open once Yu had slid in the key, twisting it and [M/N] pounced on the opportunity to get Yu. He had kissed him with such undulatory passion that Yu accepted it willingly. [M/N]'s hands roamed over Yu's buttoned shirt, yanking it open as they entered. He kicked the door closed and [M/N] pressed the professor against the wall, his hands yanking the shirt open and buttons flew everywhere. Yu gasped as [M/N] took the opportunity to slide his tongue into Yu's mouth.

It was aggressive, lustful, intentional, and downright deplorable.

Yu's hands gripped [M/N]'s shirt, clawing at it as English major doesn't release him from the kiss. He overpowers Yu's mind, his mouth and the air that was drawn between them. 

[M/N] pulls away slowly, his teeth pulling down on his lower lip with a sharp tug then releasing it with a chuckle as Yu inhales, exhales through his mouth with such hazy eyes filled with lust, wanting, desire and most pleasing; submission and [M/N] barely had to bat an eye. Yu's pupils were dilated with the same darkness; the hunger that was inside [M/N]'s very bones.

He smirks as his thumb brushed against Yu's lips, feeling how swollen they were under his thumb, "So eager..." [M/N] muses as he looked to him, "Did I take your breath away?"

The Professor didn't answer as he gulped and his Adam's apple bobbling as his hands grasped at the end of [M/N]'s shirt, his finger tips brushing over the flesh with the bluntness of his nails. He needed him, God, he needed [M/N] so much. Yu felt like he was going crazy if they don't kiss soon, that [M/N] doesn't touch him soon. So, pathetically, Yu whines from the back of his throat with a slight whimper. "[M/N]..."

The student grins as he leans forwards and his tongue slowly rubbed against Yu's ear, gently circling the shell of Yu's ear as he held Yu's hips. The man is stun but it wasn't unwelcomed, he shivered as the tightness of his pants was becoming too tight and his body felt like Jello. {m?n] continues the teasing and nipped sharply at the ear's thickness and pulled back much to Yu's disappointment. 

"What is it, Yu?" He mused, as he gives a teasing smirk, "Do you want more of me-"

"Yes," Yu interrupted him, his voice dripping with need and want. "I need you, fuck, I need you so bad it hurts."

Wow, that's almost so cute yet pathetically stupid

[M/N] moved his shirt off, revealing his almost paranormally soft and flawless skin, no mistake and Yu's eyes wander around to appreciate the beauty of it. He was sculpted by a god, it had to be or cursed to be beautiful until the end of time. Yu's hands slowly moved, hesitant and he felt over [M/N]'s pecks, the muscle and soft flesh as he felt his cock stir more in the confines of his pants and boxers.

"At this point I'm going to have to charge you-"

"You're beautiful."

Huh?

[M/N] was cut off guard, his hands gripping Yu's waist a bit more tightly as his teasing smirk falls from his face, "Huh?"

"You're beautiful," Yu repeated, his voice steady but soft. His hands, still pressed against [M/N]'s chest, traced slow, yet soothing circles over the smooth skin, his gaze unwavering. "I've never seen anyone like you."

Yu's words hit [M/N] like a jarring note in his lustful symphony, shattering his self-control and making his stomach do flips and almost hard to breathe. He sounded so true, so sweet.

Mistake. That had to be a mistake-one of those heat of the moment shit that gets you laid faster

"Beautiful?" He forced out with a cheeky smirk as he looked to Yu, "isn't that a bit...over the top? Dramatic?"

He's been called handsome, sexy, incredible, unattainable, lovely and obedient-by many men over his college career.  I am not beautiful, he did not believe he was beautiful, in fact, he was just as ugly like any other man out there. Any monster hiding under your bed and waiting for prey, like any predator watching its prey from the dark woods, waiting to strike.

Beautiful was pure, untouched, something worth protecting, something good.

"Trying to butter me up, huh?" [M/N] manages to say as he looked at Yu, his smile crawling back up but forceful. I am not beautiful, I am hungry

"You are, but you don't see that," Yu says as he looked to him, eyebrows furrowed as he stared up. His cheeks flushed and hands still on [M/N]'s chest, feeling over it and running his fingers up and down his alley between the muscles, his fingers softly, almost like worship. His hands moved and rubbed against [M/N]'s collarbone gently, like he was glass.

He listened to Yu, and he could slowly feel the room atmosphere turn ashy, sullen as if Yu was feeling bad for him. He grits his teeth for a moment before relaxing as he looked to Yu, "As much as I love to listen to you compliment me...I do believe...we have other matters to attend to." [M/N] muses, moving his hands down, cupping Yu's ass and gives a squeeze and the Professor shutters and [M/N] moved his hands and lifted him up. He cupped his ass as he held him against [M/N], their bulges rubbing together and Yu shudders in his hands. I am not beautiful, I am hungry

Yu's legs wrapped around [M/N]'s waist as his fingers run through [H/C} hair, gripping the strains like [M/N] was going to change his mind and let him go. His eyes watery, pathetically he whispers, "The door at the end of the hallway..there.." He whispers as [M/N] adjusted his hold, his grip tender yet firm as he held him. 

I'm breaking his bed tonight

I am not beautiful, I am hungry.
I am not something to protect, I am something disgusting.

I am not a human, I am a monster

"You wanted this, Yuji," [M/N] murmured, his voice low and tempting, "I'm going to take care of you." I'm going to devour you whole

[M/N] kicked the door open with ease as he dropped Yu on the bed, his eyes marvel on the man, thin but not unhealthy and nice shapely ass too. "Strip." He says as [M/N] undid the button of his jeans and Yu moved back, propping himself with pillows behind him and pulled down his own pants. He sighs in relief as he felt the pressure off his bottom half, his cock tapping against his stomach with beads of cum spilling from the head. Yu reached over and plucked lube, a man has needs after all.

"Professor Sociology a slut?" [M/N] speaks with an amused tone as he looked, and Yu cranes his neck with a withering look but stops. He stared and admired him again, but shook his head. He can admire him another time.

"I have needs like any other man." Yu whispered as [M/N] grins, that he could understand as he moved on the bed. It shakes as he crawls towards Yu, his eyes staring intently at the teacher as Yu kept his gaze and another soft gulp of air down his throat. 

Was it getting hot in here or is it [M/N]?

[M/N] strikes, he slots himself in between Yu's thighs, feeling over the thickness of them and runs his nails over it as Yu's heart pounds harshly again. His eyes wide as he watched and [M/N] palm stroked his cock, a yelp-moan escaping Yu's lips along with stiffness. "Calm down, I'm here." He whispers as he kept stroking Yu's neglected cock and Yu accepts it with soft moans and a whimper. The human touch of another person, another man felt so good.

Yu didn't want to cum yet either and so, he grasped [M/N]'s wrist, moving it off his own cock as he slides the lube in his hand. "...Don't...wanna cum yet." He whispered, eyes blazing with desire and need. "Wanna cum when you cum."

Oh, you're one of those types?

"Tell me Yu," [M/N]'s voice commanding and firm, "What do you want me to do to you? Fuck you like I ain't gonna live in the morning or fuck you like you're some sort of precious thing?"

Yu didn't even bat an eye, blink or twitched, as he moved his legs around [M/N]'s waist, his ankles locking as their cocks rubbed against each other, they both shivered and Yu says.

"Fuck me like you won't live without me." Yu replies boldly.

Okay, that is hot

[M/N] nods, as a pleasant feeling crawls down his spine into the pit of his stomach, as he used the lube and squeezed all the bottle on his cock. He rubs it down on his cock, getting it everywhere with a little his or grumble of pleasure as Yu watched, his hands moving and gripped the sheets behind him as [M/N] leans back just a bit. His cock rubbed over Yu's asshole, rubbing it and tapped along the muscle ring sharply making the brunette moan at the touch.

He squeezes on of Yu's thigh as he moved, his hips snapping against the globes of Yu's ass and his cock pressed in. He hissed as he felt Yu's body tighten around him, and he kept pushing in until he was fully in. "Fuck Yu."

Yu wails in response as he kept scratching down his sheets and comforter as the cock penetrated him and deep. He felt the pressure of tears in his eyes as [M/N] bottoms out, he takes soft breaths and light moans; sure, there was pain but the pleasure was hitting him. His eyes looked to [M/N] as he whispered, "I need it, I need it," he says over and over as a Montra.

[M/N] delivers it as he held Yu's hips as he moved, in and out. He hisses between the thrusts from pleasure of burying his cock in a warm hole and he could feel the sweetness of satisfaction as he eats Yu's lust, the one thing that fills him up without the need to ditch a corpse. His cock plows into Yu's hole, gaining speed and the sound of their skin sliding together into loud lewd "plats" echo the bedroom. 

His eyes shine as he watched Yu's face change differently from each thrust, he gives. So cute, so alluring and the sounds were just a new symphony that Yu had ruined early ago. How his cheeks were flushed, how his eyes were vivid and wet, tiny tear drops rolling down his skin as u babbles as [M/N] lifted his legs up, and Yu's eyes widen.

He's gonna fuck me up-

[M/N] grins as he had Yu's legs over his shoulder as his hands cages the male's head, and Yu felt a long stretch that would defiantly burn in the morning or the next few weeks. He yelped as [M/N] moved, and a loud throaty wail escaped his swollen lips as [M/N] thrusts again, a different pace and speed now as Yu's cock twitched.

"You're gonna fuck me so good~" Yu blurts out as the burn in him went to pleasure and each thrust in was another stroke. His hands supported under his own thighs as he moved faster making the bed rock against the wall and knocked down some things, a few wall decor on the carpet floor. 

"Good, because you're a good boy, willingly open your legs for my cock," [M/N] breaths out between his thrusts and Yu's hands gripped his shoulders, clawing downwards as a nice sting came and gone. "Such a good fucking boy." He growls, tone darker than what he expected.

But his hunger was leaving him, being quenched by the Professor under him.

"Gone cum, gonna cum from thi-es." Yu whimpered, words slurring together as his body rocked under [M/N]'s and his hand weakly stroked his own cock, he could feel it. He was going to cum. His eyes shine as he looked up to [M/N], his heart beating against his chest as he babbles, "Cum in me, cum, cum in me to be connected." He orders, voice weak and pleading.

"Oh? Should I?"

Should he? Would it turn Yu into something like him? Something disgusting and monstruous? Wouldn't this be his monster origin story or do I just fill up the guts of this pathetic yet honest man?

[M/N]'s mind had drifted off, when he felt hands gripping his face and he snarls a bit. He looked down to Yu who watched him with such a pitiful yet wanting look that made his heart do backflips.

"Please, please, please," He begs, his voice echoing the room along with the sound of [M/N]'s thrusts that made the bed rock into the wall. "Let me connected with you, e-even if it's just tonight-AGH!" He shudders as [M/N] felt the splatter of warmth that he ignored, ignored that Yu came between them and how he used his ass like some cheap glory hole. His body shaking as [M/N] delivered thrust after thrust.

Yu's eyes were glazed over, and soft moans with the occasional groan or whimper escaped his lips. Sweat glistened his body like a dessert about to head off into the world, to be eaten and stuffed with sweets. [M/N] watched and his free hand, it moved down over Yu's neck and felt the pulse vibrating under his thumb and squeezed just a bit. 

Not to choke him, but to ensure who was in control.

Yu squirms with a weak moan as he felt the pressure and the cock stretching, marking and molding his insides to the man's cock.

Who does the choking ensure? Who does it reassure? That was the question.

"Fucking warm, gonna ruin your fucking guts." [M/N] snarled as the faint cawing outside, but he ignored as he felt his time coming to an end and he closed his eyes in pure pleasure. He opened his mouth to form a perfect "O" as he moved, rocking his thrusts in as he moans. Sounded sharp, almost like nails down a chalkboard and raspy. [M/N] moved and soon felt it.

"Cumming, filling you until you beg me to stop." [M/N] growls, as he tightens his grip on Yu's neck as he moved, listing to the other's whimpers as he cummed. He sprays into the other, filling the deep ache in him and Yu's own cock spurts a bit more cum from the moment. He sighs as he felt the warmth and [M/N] was slowing down his own high as he felt cum leaked out of Yu's ass.

Yu breaths heavily as he felt the warmth but most of all, his tired eyes watched [M/N] as he arched his own back with the moon light from his uncovered window. His eyes marvel as the man shakes from his orgasm and his eyes admired him.

He was like an angel among humans, his presence serene and otherworldly, and Yu couldn't shake the feeling that he was witnessing something too beautiful, too pure for someone like him to ever truly understand.

I'm a monster, not a man
I'm someone horrible, I deserve nothing
I live off sex and flesh, I shouldn't be here fucking Yu, He's innocent

I deserve to die, I belong in hell.