Tw // gore

Thinking about ghoul wwx feasting on immortal lwj’s thigh & lwj will just caress his hair as he eats bc he knows that wwx always feels a bit guilty for eating the flesh of his own lover even tho lwj always assures wwx that he can’t feel it & he will rejuvenate anyway.

Lwj’s thigh is smooth and firm, just like wwx likes. He laps at the blood dripping down the bed and lwj moves his leg to give wwx better access.

Wwx smiles between bites, enjoying the minute attention his lover is giving him. Just one more bite and he’ll be sated for 2 weeks.

After another wet slurp wwx sits up and gazes softly at lwj. He feels his smile widen when he catches a hint of disappointment from the other’s eyes. He looks back down at the gaping hole on lwj’s thigh and feels his shoulders relax when the wound closes.

“Wei Ying, it will always heal.” Lwj says reassuringly, gently squeezing the other’s ankle.

“I know...just can’t help but think of that time...”

Lwj nods in understanding and pecks wwx’s cheek. “It won’t happen again. You have me.”

“Yeah, Lan Zhan. I have you.”

Every time wwx remembers the day they met, he can’t help but chuckle.

It was a rainy night, perfect for hunting prey bc the sight and scent of blood gets washed away by the rain. Little did he know that an immortal with a keen sense of smell was passing by.

Wwx had just started eating when a man in pristine white suit appeared before him, urging him back and blocking his way from his meal.

Driven to delirium by hunger, he had attacked the man. Wwx sunk his teeth on his shoulder and moaned at the taste.

He remembers his body shivering in pleasure at the exquisite taste. But then, he was on high alert when the body did not resist. He stepped back so fast he smacked his head on the wall and blacked out.

Later he woke up in the man’s apartment. The rest was history.

“Why are you laughing?” Lwj murmurs into wwx’s neck, pulling him closer.

“Just reminiscing how we met.”

“Mn. You were about to eat me whole.”

“Was not!” Wwx laughs, smacking the other’s arm when it tighten’s around his waist.

Wwx twists in the other’s careful hold to face him. They stay like that for a while, basking in each other’s presence. Breathes mingling, hearts beating in unison, tangled limbs pressing against each other.

“Thank you, Lan Zhan.”

“No need.”

Wwx doesn’t respond, merely presses his face into lwj’s neck and breathes him in. The scent he’ll never tire of, the taste he’ll definitely never tire of. It took a lot of time, a lot of fights, a lot of pain before he completely accepted & told himself that he’s not a monster.