Take Out

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Hyeop was trying his best not to sneeze like what he did whenever Junhyuk was in his heat or he calls it like that.

He removed his hand from his mouth and held the sink, staring at his reflection where he can see his twin's golden eyes glaring at him and his emerald one. He shook his head, his eyes changing color whenever he felt thirsty. Was his inner himself reacting at his twin again?

As much as Hyeop wants to call for help, he just doesn't want to risk his twin's life. He knew how people fall fast to his twin. It can lend to preoccupation based on what they experience before when Junhyuk slept with someone for the very first time because of his stupid heat.

He tried to convince himself many times that Junhyuk was ill that's why. He will keep persuading himself until his twin is healed.

Hyeop shuddered when he felt Junhyuk grind his hips onto him, holding his hips in place with one hand and holding his head in the other. Junhyuk turned Hyeop's head and nipped his jaw.

"Just take your medicine -- " he tried to say but Junhyuk being aggressive again, slapped the bottle away.

"... don' wan'." The younger growled, grinding up against his older twin, holding him in place.

Hyeop looked up and sighed in defeat. He turned around to face his twin and Junhyuk attacked his lips instantly, clawing his dark hair. Their kiss was so messy and needy, and Hyeop couldn't stop him once he started. He dislikes fighting the aggressive younger.

Junhyuk pulled away, he was wet, he knew he was. Hyeop watched his twin holding his wet pants, touching himself against the fabric of his jeans.

Hyeop pulled him out of the bathroom and dragged him to their shared bedroom. The cabin was small for two-person only fit in. There was a living room, one bathroom, a kitchen, and one bedroom which the twins shares. Junhyuk's mind was murky and the only thing was Hyeop. Oh, so beautiful Lee Hyeopil. He can't wait for his twin to take him.

The older gasped when he felt Junhyuk just pushed him, he almost fell onto the bed. Junhyuk pulled him and removed his coat before moving his shirt out of the way and started kissing his older twin's shoulder and neck. Hyeop shivered as his eyes shut close, everything was too much to handle at once. He gulped, his throat beginning to dry again.

Just seeing Hyeop closing his eyes made Junhyuk feel more aroused as the heat took over his foggy mind. He felt the sticky wet on his ass and it made him feel uneasy, wanted to get rid of this impoverished feeling right now. "... twin..." Junhyuk whined again, wanting to be touched already, tugging Hyeop closer.

Hyeop moved one of his hands under Junhyuk's shirt and into his pants but he pulled his hand away to the younger dismay. Hyeop pushed his twin onto the bed and removed his pants along with his underwear. He forced to wear his blank face after seeing Junhyuk clasping his thighs together to calm down, trying to calm down, but the arousal, hot and thick sat against his stomach as he let out a small whimper. His twin was emitting much.

Tears started to gather in Junhyuk eyes as his heat was getting nastier.

"T-twin... please... t-touch me... I... " he gasped, trying as much not to act aggressively. "... need you... please..." he begged and Hyeop was pleased enough to give what his twin wants.

Another whine from Junhyuk as he felt and saw Hyeop's finger brush up against his c*ck, slow and teasing as it moved from the base towards his tip.

He flinched at the contact, raising his hips to follow the sensation until it was suddenly gone not until he felt a hand wrapped around his c*ck, pumping him so slowly as he arched against the bed, lips parted beautifully. Hyeop's other hand softly touched the wet a*s of his twin and so suddenly, dipped his two fingers in.

Junhyuk squirmed and spread his thighs more for his twin to get a better view of his wet hole.

Hyeop watched his twin moan in pleasure while working on his a*s. He badly wanted to get this over as his thirst was already growing, he can feel his fangs sharpen but he kept pushing the thought in the back of his head that this is just another unexplained turn of events.

Hyeop grabbed his hips as he turned him on the bed, a's in the air, and hands on the pillows. Junhyuk's excitement grew, can't wait to take what was given and to love it all.

His c*ck now was hanging, already spreading his thighs and arching the way he knew Hyeop dislike, spreading himself to show the other all the spots he would ruin. Spreading his scent more to somewhat provoke his twin, he wants the inner him to come out and f*ck him hard until he can't walk.

Hyeop noticed that and groaned, slapping his twin's legs.

"Don't try it or I'll leave you here and you can finish yourself off. Rutting against the bed," he said coldly.

Junhyuk sobbed, and began wailing, just wanting to please his twin.

"Stop wailing, it doesn't suit you."

Junhyuk stopped wailing and sobs instead, looking all pathetic. The stimulation was overwhelming him as his thighs were all sore, desperately wanting to be touched once again.

Hyeop felt pity for his twin. Junhyuk moved, turning on his back against the bed, wrapping his legs around his twin, pressing his wet hole against his twin groin.

"You want to get this... over... right? Then... p-please... take me... " he sobbed, tears pouring from his eyes as he felt so hard and so close already.

Hyeop tried to be composed despite the annoying smell reeking from him and spreading all over the room.

Junhyuk could hear, and when he looked up he saw his twin jerking himself off with the same hand he was touching him with, covering his c*ck with his sticky liquid. It was hot.

He expected his twin's c*ck to be big, both from the fact that his body is small and not so slim, but also because he's more defined than him.

Hyeop grabbed his twin's thighs and positioned his c*ck to his hole, pushing in. It all happened so fast, that he could barely process it. Junhyuk moaned loudly, tightening his legs around him like a snake.

He started rocking his hips, pushing himself deep down into his twin until he hit his sweet prostrate, moaning at the feeling. Junhyuk was panting hard, trying his best not to provoke his twin by spreading more scents. The second his twin picked up his pace and started pounding into his spot, Junhyuk cried out loud.

"... b-better... twin... " Junhyuk said between his moans and Hyeop already knew what he was talking about.

Hyeop nodded before leaning and Junhyuk tried to watched his twin taking him whole. His heart pounds hard inside as he sees Hyeop moving in and out of him. Junhyuk was panting hard as he closed his eyes. His legs were shaking, and his twin's pace was relentless. He was close to orgasm already. His moans got higher in pitch as he got closer. His legs were shaking so hard as he came, squirting all over his stomach. He waited for Hyeop to release inside him but it didn't come instead he pulled his thing out quickly as he finally released his hot liquid all over Junhyuk's thighs.

Junhyuk let out a whimper. He badly want Hyeop to release inside him but his twin didn't do what he liked.

Hyeop fixed himself before looking at his twin, just when he noticed how messy his twin is right now. His face was covered in tears and drools.

"Disgusting," he simply said before standing up to clean his twin.

Hyeop gulped, feeling the great thirst in his throat again. He hated this feeling.

After cleaning his twin and tucking him on the bed, he soon washed and put on his comfortable baggy clothes. Hyeop pushed his glasses up and get the book he bought from the bookstore next to the library.

He plopped down on the hardwood chair, opened the book about packs, and gloat. He wanted to find answers about their illness, if their situation was like in the books then...

Sighing, he shook his head.

He took his phone out, searching about this meek mythology. Suddenly, he remembered his dream.

He was in the mansion, working as a maid but instead of himself being there, it was his twin. He was not there but only his vision.

They were tortured by the eight masters and... there was a ward.

What is the meaning of that nightmare? Was it his dream trying to warn him?

He shook his head, no, they've been through tragic fate, that was just only a dream. Nothing more, nothing less, there is no meaning to that dream.

BANG!

Hyeop almost dropped his phone when he heard a faint sound of a gun from somewhere near their cabin. What was that?

Was that the people hunting animals? Or perhaps a forest ranger?

"What was that?"

Hyeop turned around and saw his twin rubbing his eyes. He trod over Hyeop and wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling his face on the older's neck, inhaling his sweet scent. He loves his twin's sugar scent, it gives him comfort and felt protected.

"You think there were forest rangers out there?" Hyeop asked but he only received a relief sigh from his twin.

Hyeop tsked, he hates it whenever they were only two in the house. It seemed like they were a couple living in the middle of nowhere.

"You are not in your rut so quit cuddling me. I hate it." He hissed and tried to push his twin away but Junhyuk only wrapped himself around him more.

Hyeop scolded his twin but paused when he heard a faint cry of help from somewhere in the forest. He softly pushed his twin away and forced him to seat on the hard chair making the younger whine.

"Stop whining! Stay here and don't dare go out, understand?"

Junhyuk only nodded before handing him a bottle of water. Hyeop snorted before taking the bottle. He knew that Hyeop was very thirsty based of the color of his eyes.

Hyeop gulped all the water before placing it neatly on top of the rack, taking his shoes on before trod outside.

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He searched for the source of the voice, thankfully he has a powerful brain and it will not gonna be hard for him to locate his way back home.

"Help!" shouted the voice and this time, it was near. He can also hear footsteps, a lot of footsteps.

Someone is in danger?! Should he call the cops?

He trod deep into the forest until he see a weird-looking den up the tree and a house from the distance.

Hyeop looked around before stepping closer to the tree. He stared up at the den.

"That much more like a wolf den," he muttered to himself, still not convincing himself that packs are not real.

He blinked his eyes and somehow his thirst faded away as the color of his eyes turned dark again. He sighed in relief but that relief was cut short when a loud cry from the man echoed in the whole forest, sending birds into flight. Hyeop tensed up, running to find the man to help him out of curiosity.

He almost gasped when a cat suddenly jumped in front of him. The cat looked at him and snarled before running away.

For some reason, his mouth began watering, throat drying, thirst rapidly growing. He held his throat and runs away from that place. Another cry from him was heard and it made him jump, the cry was just right beside him. Hyeop peeped through the bushes, trying to hide as possible.

"Help!"

He almost screamed when a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, it was covered in blood and mud. He looked at the person in front of him, covered in blood and mud, with a wound around his head, and he looked so weak. "They're coming!"

Before Hyeop knew it, someone dragged the poor boy through the bushes. He was frozen on the spot unable to process what had just happened?

Hyeop gasped and quickly got to his feet before running back to their cabin.

***

The dead body of the poor boy was dragged by Hyunsung and directed to the stuffing room. He laid him down on the huge pan before wearing his gloves and began removing the boy's clothes until he was completely naked. He tied the boy's legs that were spread obscenely wide to the point the joints ached.

Hyunsung tossed the clothing and deposed it into the large fireplace. It slowly caught fire and started to burn as he walked back towards the dead body with an excited gleam in his eyes.

Hyunsung got the hose and a low squeak sounded before the water started pouring over the boy's skin as he started to hose him off. It was a cool, steady stream and it was followed up with a sponge that moved over his skin.

He prepared to stuff the people alive than dead. It was fun to watch them struggling while slowly cooking. Thinking that made him sigh, the next hunting season will occur by the end of the month and he hopes his lovers won't kill them. Hyunsung scrubbed the body, hands, ass, and the boy's little hole. Next, his hand reached for the boy's small dick and balls, spraying and scrubbing them, before going on down his legs and eventually finishing at his feet. Hyunsung sighed once again after finishing washing the newly dead body. He removed his gloves and tucked his hair behind his ears before wearing back his gloves. He put down the host and headed to the cabinet and soon cabinets and drawers opening filled the air.

Different items ended up on the island in the center of the kitchen along with a cutting board and several different knives. A huge stack of large mixing bowls was piled together off to the side.

He took a bowl and a huge knife, placing the bowl right under the pan where was the boy's throat. He tied the body in a tight rope before slicing the throat and rolling over the huge pan and the body until it was facing the floor, blood flowing down to the bowl.

Once it filled with blood, he turned back the pan, began removing the pubic hairs or most likely, skinning the boy's abdomen, removing his dick and balls. Hyunsung gets another bucket and tossed the meats in there.

Next, he skinned the boy's head to remove his scalp before tossing it in the fireplace, removing the brows as well too. When he was done removing the hairs, he sliced the stomach open, removed all of his organs, and put it in the bucket. He knew how much Seunghyun liked organs, especially the brain.

Hyunsung washed the gloves and turned his attention to the ingredients. He took the large onions and soon the sound of cutting filled the kitchen.

He knew that this poor boy is going to taste delicious. All that meat in his body with just enough plumpness to add to the flavor. Right there in those thick thighs, that little pouch on his belly, and the very plump ass he just removed to fried it off.

The group always hopes their latest meal isn't too skinny. They want meat on the bones, something to really dig their teeth into and beautiful men or women always have the best flavor.

He doesn't need to inject any marinade but he does love adding flavors to the meat.

Hyunsung paused from chopping the ingredients to take the pot and poured the amount of water before bringing it on the stove. He resumed his chopping again.

Soon the vegetables were added to the large pot on the stove and he started pouring ingredients into a couple of bowls. He was cutting and cooking but he could smell it well enough.

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He poured in some oil and turned it up before pulling out more ingredients from the cabinet. A breading mix and a shallow bowl ended up off to the side near the sink.

The group really looking forward to this. They've been out of fresh meat for several days, and that last young woman didn't have much meat on her. It was luck that this young boy got lost, and stumbled upon their home. The boy should be thankful though, he'd been poured with love and affection by them before the hunt.

But sadly, he meant to be eaten.

The scent of cooking filled the kitchen and Hyunsung tingled in excitement when he remembered that he have a new stuffing recipe to try as well. It has a different seasoning that he just knew was going to add to the overall flavor.

He wanted it nice and wanted the boy will be stuffed full when he put him in to cook, the belly would be bulging with stuffing but sadly, this boy was already dead. If he was just alive then stuffing would be so much fun. Sighing, Hyunsung moved back to the stove to add more ingredients into the huge pan before stirring.

He picked up a baster and walking towards the body, stuck the baster into the bowl before he started to add the oil to the body. Soon the mixture, some kind of oil, was being lightly poured along the body.

His fingers started spreading the oil around, brushing the oil over the arms, back and legs making sure to liberally coat both the ass and thighs. Some were added to the boy's face, throat, collar bone, and some of his chest were coated with oil. Afterward, the bowl was placed down and he worked on pushing and working the skin and muscles methodically.

Hyunsung can already imagined how this boy going to taste. Fingers worked the body, rubbing the oil in more and digging into the muscles.

Once more, he was over by the stove again, bringing the pan to the island and mixing things together, preparing everything. He got the bowls with cooked vegetables in them while the other bowl was filled with butter. He grip the sliced skin and spread it over until he can see the inside, the bones, ribs, and of course, the meats.

Hyunsung relished the sight and the smell of blood. He took the thin wire and tied it over at the edge of the pan to keep it open. Once done, he began pouring the butter inside and shoving more, and more stuffing into the body until the belly was full and bulging.

Hyunsung got another wire, removing the recent wires on the skin. He began stitching the skin, eyes gleaming in excitement as he see how the body filled with ingredients. After then, he rolled the body, rubbing the melted butter over on the skin, and back over once the body was thoroughly coated on the other side and hauled up into a new position.

The body was easily moved as another pan was slid onto the table and the boy ended up on it.

He hauled the arms behind its back and tied them together with wire before tying the ankles together with another length of wire. He also tied the wires around the neck, moved under the body, and secured to the wire at the feet. When it was all finished the legs were tucked up under the body and the body was folded with the limbs secured.

Hyunsung smiled in satisfaction once he was done, tapping the swelling belly. He returned to the sink with a skip in his step, moved over to the counter, and picked up his marinade injector and the bowl with his homemade marinade, before filling the injector.

He moved back to the body and stuck the needle into the meat of the boy's right thigh, injecting the marinade, before he started moving around. He makes sure to inject plenty of the marinade into the boy's thighs, the meat of the round ass, arms, and various points.

The marinade would make sure to add plenty of additional flavors. Hyunsung dropped the injector at the kitchen counter and headed to the huge oven. He pulled the door of the oven open and guided the table forward.

The wheels creaked softly at the weight as they rolled across the floor before stopping as the end of the table pressed up against the oven.

He gripped the edges of the pan and slid it along the top of the table. With enough force, he started guiding the pan into the oven, pushing the pan before slamming the door of the oven shut. He bent down to pull open the bottom, starting the fire. The fire lit until it grow.

Hyunsung remained standing there, watching as the boy was slowly cooking. Burning the flesh of his knees and face, as the fire began cooking eating him.

He could feel the heat of it increasing in the kitchen and he could see the way the flames had grown. He took a step back until he was leaning on the kitchen island.

Hyunsung sighed once again, can't wait to prepare him for his lovers.

He stared at the cooking body through the window of the door, thinking it was a waste that this pretty little thing was the type that made a good wh*re.

But it's Minhee's decision, to give him love first and then torture him until the hunting season and when the time comes, when one of them hit the target, Minhee will decide and ask their opinion.

They all answered yes, eat him than keep him.

Minhee is the eldest and so he is the leader of their small group or they called it a pack.

Hours later and Hyunsung sighed in pleasure as he breathed in the scent of cooking meat. The entire home smelled of the nice, succulent scent of the new cooked boy.

He put the fried balls and dick on the plate beside the new cooked pot of soup with organs in it for Seunghyun.

Hyunsung was practically vibrating with excitement over a delicious, well-prepared meal. He smiled, pleased, as he looked into the oven.

"Let's see if you're done yet."

He pulled the oven door open and put on a mitt before he pulled the pan towards himself.

The scent was filling the home absolutely heavenly as he savored the aroma as he turned to the large oven.

"This is going to be perfect!" he chirped and breathed out as he made sure the table was in place along with several flat mitts to rest the hot pan on.

He pulled open the oven, eyes roving over the golden brown cooked skin of the boy and the rich stuffing peeking out of the huge slice. He tugged the pan out carefully, moving it inch by inch until he had the pan in place on the solid table. "It's time to chop you up. I'm sure you taste good to us as you said before, hm?"