Chased by the Wolf Turk

He was being chased by the enemy; they wounded him a few months back the pain would not stop him getting his mark. Riku's legs screamed for him to stop but the desire drove him on he would never stop until Vincent became his.

Knowing the enemy was chasing him wouldn't stop him he needed to stop and breathe, rest but he had no clue his beloved assailant was hot on his trail ready to get his mark yet he could not stop running until he dropped dead.

"Now now Riku you know better than to run from me." A voice spoke before something pounced and hit the boy in the back. Riku struggled to move but something drove into his back bringing a yelp from the boy. The male shivered in pleasure as he felt the elder's tongue on his neck.

"Ahh Vincent…." The younger male whimpered causing said male to chuckle. "My men surround you there is no escape my pet just relax and let me take you." despite what Vincent was trying to do Riku struggled as his wound throbbed.

Vincent felt this and sighed. The fun would have to wait, his pet needed to heal and rest. His men had injured his Riku and would pay dearly for it. Vincent gathered up Riku, stood and began to walk back to his ship as his precious fell asleep in his arms.
Once on the ship Vincent called his men together, "who injured my Riku? He growled out dangerously. Nervous one of his men raised his hand and a second later he was bleeding to death. Vincent smirked as his men scattered in fear.

Turning on heel he strode back to the bedroom where Riku was peacefully sleeping after Vincent had gotten a medic to remove the bullet and bandage his wound after Vincent had cleaned it himself. "Oh Riku I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you my Kol forgive me." Vincent murmured stroking his beloved's face and kissing his forehead.