Chapter Five

Three nights later…

"Should things get out of control, I want you to take him and get out of here, Williams," Jin instructed his female bodyguard and personal confidant, his voice only a whisper into her ear as he had placed a hand on her shoulder so that no one else, not even his own men, could hear his words to the Irish woman.

As per the final rounds of the tournament, Jin was to fight his opponent inside his own glass-paned, circular office, while about thirty of his most trusted personnel, all dressed in fine black suits and leather gloves, stood faithfully by the doors and respectfully out of the way as the observed.

Nina Williams was one of those few employees granted permission to watch Jin's exclusive match, as the Kazama heir had specifically entrusted her to look after Vega during the fight.

"Understood," Nina simply replied as she watched him drop his hand from her shoulder and nod once at her answer, both of them knowing what the stern CEO of Mishima Zaibatsu was asking her with directly doing so.

Keep him safe.

Standing right next to the female Irish fighter, Vega watched with affectionate, green eyes as Jin moved to be in front of him, already tipping his raven head down for a moment as he lifted both of his pale hands up to his face and elegantly removed his small, rectangular glasses.

"I'll be right back," Jin provided cockily but meaningfully to his Spanish lover as he handed over his expensive glasses to Vega who accepted them with a smirk.

While Jin had significantly chosen to wear another one of his fine-tailored suits in which to fight, complete with sleek and stylish black dress shoes as perhaps a way to showcase his wealth and, by association, influential power; Vega wore a plain, white button-down shirt and blue jeans that emphasized his long, lean legs and practically flawless shape.

Jin loved how no matter style of shirt it was or how expensive it might be, Vega always rolled up his long sleeves to just underneath his elbows as the Spaniard had obviously made the gesture an unconscious but adorable habit.

Vega closed his fingers around the tiny, glass frames before suddenly throwing his arms around Jin's neck, hugging the handsome Japanese male closely for a moment before the latter had to fight in his match, the act serving as a sort of proper send-off as well as a silent plea for him to do well and not lose.

"Ugh…I refuse to sit here and watch this crap! Jin! Get your fucking hands off of him and come fight me already!!" Hwoarang hollered obnoxiously from somewhere behind Jin and Vega, already bouncing on his toes as he purposefully kept his agility and nerve going as he waited for the two to separate.

"You'd better win," Vega said pseudo-teasingly as he longingly released Jin from his hold as he let his hands slide down the front of Jin's broad, blue-and-white-covered chest, watching his own movements for a moment before looking up and locking eyes with his lover.

Jin smirked again at his lover's significant words to him, knowing exactly why Vega had chosen to say them, before leaning in and placing a quick kiss to Vega's tempting lips, finding it quite impossible to keep from doing so since he and the blonde were so close to each other and the air around them was just as electric.

"You know I will," Jin replied smoothly before giving Vega's beautiful face one last look before swiftly gliding away from him and strolling to the center of the large, extraordinary room to face his loud, red-haired opponent.

"About time…"Hwoarang commented smugly as he hopped up and down on his feet a few times before eagerly slipping into his fighting stance and continuing to bounce lightly in his place, "…in fact, since you took forever in getting here, I had some time to think of a way how to make this match of ours even more interesting."

Jin frowned at Hwoarang's incessant attitude, their banter and verbal jabs seemingly never to end between them much to his chagrin, as he assumed his slightly wider stance, hands made into fists held high up in front of his face, and his feet steady.

It is believed in some cultures that the act of moving around in your fighting stance shows your nervousness and your inexperience, thereby encouraging its own artists to remain unmoving and hence be portrayed as the calm, focused fighter.

Jin, however, knew that this was not exactly the case with Hwoarang, as the fire-spewing Korean's fighting style greatly paralleled his own in some respects in terms of high blows in quick procession and the general desired outcome to render your opponent a bit brain damaged.

"What nonsense are you going on about now, Hwoarang?" the uninterested Kazama asked his foe, already feeling hugely displeased as he saw the red-head smile broadly at him in anticipation.

Suddenly, Hwoarang stopped all movement.

"I say that the winner of this match…gets your hot-ass boyfriend all to himself!" the Korean finished wickedly, all but laughing out loud at his own antics and the implications behind them as he practically basked in how utterly mortified Jin immediately appeared to be.

Jin knew that Hwoarang was persistently trying to shake him up, find some sort of weakness…but his ploy had worked and Jin realized it when he chanced a glance over at his lovely Vega, just to make sure he was still alright and exactly where he had left him.

Nina had a slender arm wrapped consolingly around one of Vega's much larger ones as the Spaniard had his hands shoved inside his jean pockets and a heated glare directed firmly to the smiling, now bouncing red-head in obvious rage.

"Don't you worry, Doll…Daddy will be there in no time to take care of you," Hwoarang called over to Vega in a sickeningly sweet voice, prompting Jin to turn back towards said man with jagged points of ice running through his veins, making him temporary insane with the need to crush the man's skull inside his bare hands.

"...never going to happen, so don't kid yourself, Hwoarang; it's pathetic," Jin countered with silk in his timbered voice as his warrior instincts were already starting to reign back into place, making the Kazama remember Hwoarang's fighting style, moves that he preferred to use and the best ways to counter them, and finally, how he could ultimately defeat him.

"Pathetic? What's pathetic is…if you were so sure you were going to win, you would have agreed!" Hwoarang goaded once more before suddenly throwing a devastatingly fast high-kick aimed at Jin's temple, the smooth glass beneath both men's shoes enabling them to execute quicker movements as there was no resistance at all on such a surface.

Jin raised his fists and efficiently blocked Hwoarang's kick and hurriedly threw a punch of his own, which the Korean had obviously anticipated as he blocked it easily and made to slightly crouch down so he could force his leg up into Jin's torso from below.

The Kazama recognized the move immediately and dodged the attack that would have sent his body flying high into the air and at Hwoarang's mercy as he side-stepped his leather-wearing opponent and spun on his front foot to deliver a low-placed kick that would take out one of the red-head's knees.

The kick connected, catching the Korean thickly on the side of his thigh, and the raven-haired CEO was already continuing to rotate his body, making the elongated tails of his suit jacket curve right along with him, as he proceeded to execute a following round-house kick to the back of Hwoarang's head.

The red-head had stumbled back a few steps from the blow to his leg, a low grumble sounding through his grit teeth amidst both men's short huffs of air as they performed their moves, but was deft enough to block the high-kick with his forearm before hastily sliding forward a little bit and then shoving his foot hard into Jin's abdomen.

Jin's air briefly left him, but his controlled breathing allowed him to recover quickly as he felt the sharp stabs of pain pull at the afflicted area, but quickly surmised that it was nothing that he could not deal with.

The Mishima Zaibatsu employees all stood at attention around the designated fighting area, all completely quiet, not even talking amongst themselves, as the only sounds reverberating through the heavily-glassed and open area were the quick growls made my Jin and Hwoarang as they kicked and blocked, punched and dodged, or absorbed the blows and had to deal with the repercussions; nothing that no one in that room was not familiar with, but the whole thing was kept in such high regards that positively radiated respect as all of the onlookers watched as their CEO fought to keep his title.

"Haah!" Jin voiced gruffly as he expertly moved inside of Hwoarang's nonexistent personal space with blinding speed that only a few of the observers were able to catch thoroughly, as the raven performed hasty, well-placed jabs to the red-head's chin, making Hwoarang's head snap back harshly from the force of the combined blows as Jin also followed through with a classic upper-cut to the bottom of his jaw.

Upon being knocked back and made slightly disoriented, Hwoarang automatically lifted his fists in front of his face for protection as he huffed out his pain, but the Kazama was already on the move again, ducking down low as he seized one of the Korean's bared arms in his hands.

With smooth, precise movements of his body, Jin twisted Hwoarang's arm, stepped almost completely behind him, and them launched the slightly smaller man over his shoulder so that the Korean slammed into the hard, unforgiving floor below.

"Gah!" Hwoarang bellowed out, having noticed that some of the glass beneath him had cracked from the force of his body being smashed against it, and the Korean reacted by hurriedly rolling to his side to put some more distance between his self and Jin before surprisingly easily getting to his feet with fire in his eyes.

This time, Hwoarang retaliated by kicking at mid-level range, connecting perfectly with one of Jin's sides, before skillfully using his gained momentum to use his other foot to aim a little higher on his large, intimidating target.

"Heh…ha…!" the feisty Korean voiced as he landed his second kick as well on the Kazama, rapping him cleanly across the face that sent Jin spinning through the air until he crashed loudly onto his back on the normal marble flooring outside of the glass section.

"You son of a bitch!" Vega roared mightily at the glaring, panting Hwoarang who was utilizing his brief moment of having Jin trying to stand back up to catch his breath before moving again.

Jin had heard Vega's outburst by the sidelines, but he did not have to spare a glance over at his raging lover to know that some of his men were probably restraining the Spaniard, as he also could hear Hwoarang pant for air before the sounds of rushing footsteps suddenly caught his attention.

Feeling more than refueled from his blow and on-edge from hearing Vega shout as he had, the Kazama nimbly leapt back onto his feet, knowing that the Korean was nearly closing in on him, as he smartly executed a swift jump-kick, knowing that he needed to perform a move with more reach.

While Hwoarang was definitely faster than he was as he was able to perform rapid kick and punch combinations, Jin knew that he had power, raw, brute force that, when carried out efficiently with well-timed attacks, could bring down anyone.

Jin's left knee shot out high in front of him, propelling his strong form up into air, before the Kazama followed through with kicking out his right leg with perfect precision that the deadly kick landed to Hwoarang's face.

Hwoarang was obviously in pain from the shocking impact of having his nose broken and one eye blackened, but the seasoned, red-haired fighter was clearly used to utilizing his immense discomfort as a means to fighter harder, pushing even more.

"Ch'yeh!" Hwoarang called out fiercely, blood oozing out of his nose and staining his flesh, as he suddenly leapt slightly into the air while simultaneously twisting his body around as he performed a spinning aerial kick that crushed against Jin's chest.

Immediately upon landing back on his feet, Hwoarang jabbed with lightening fast strikes of his left hand at Jin's exposed cheek, slamming into the pale features he despised so much before skillfully cocking his body to a side and bringing up his fore-leg for another kick.

"Ha!" the infuriated Korean growled out as he performed a sharp, hook-kick that connected to the other side of Jin's face, sending the CEO crashing back down to the glass floor below with blood now marring his pale face.

More of the vulnerable glass below shattered underneath the Kazama's weight as the raven was not getting up as quickly as he had before, tiny speckles of blood making 'plip…plip' sounds against the dangerous surfaces of broken shards as Jin struggled to get a solid foothold to stand.

"Ugh…goddamnit…"Jin cursed viciously to himself as he stood up at last, ruefully spat his mouthful of blood onto the floor, and then took a deep breath.

"Jin…!" called a strained, desperate voice from the side, prompting both contending males to look over in that direction to seek out the owner of such a sweet, beckoning sound.

Vega had two suited guards holding onto each of his outstretched arms at his sides and another employee was gripping one of his shoulders, his fists balled tightly as the Spaniard had obviously been trying to fight them off, as his immaculate white teeth were grit in anger but his jade eyes were soft and painfully worried about the Kazama.

Jin swallowed down the spit that had collected in the back of his throat as he watched as his stunning lover have to literally be held back to keep from rushing to his aid at once, and the Kazama began to finally feel his previous mental anguish start to settle, disappear, no longer matter.

He should not curse or fumble during this match; fighters always get knocked down and bloodied, that was just the nature of the sport; and while Jin Kazama had been in many, many matches during his time perfecting his craft, learning karate, and even studying abroad for a number of years, Jin owed it to himself and Vega to keep a calm head and get back in touch with what it really means to fight a worthy opponent.

Gracefully, Jin brought both of his hands up over his head, closing his eyes for a minute, as he stepped out even further with his front leg and then made his hands seem to slowly glide through the air as he brought them both to his right side as if he was trying to create a delicate shape out of nothing.

His arms extended back into their original fighting position, his left hand out before his angled body and his right up by his chin, as he also skillfully centered his weight, his core, as he maintained normal breathing and could actually feel his burning, protesting muscles relax once more and accept his desire to continue.

"Come on," Jin spoke neutrally, seemingly at peace with absolutely everything that had happened so far, even the blood coloring his lips and running down his chin as well as the impossibly minute pieces of glass that were stuck in his fingers.

"You…you just don't know when to give up!" Hwoarang spat in hatred, his own bloodied face contorting in strict annoyance at how well Jin was dealing with his injuries, how disciplined the Kazama could still manage to be despite the inevitable fatigue that catches up to anyone partaking in a professional fight.

Jin smirked at Hwoarang's rude statement, and that was all it took to set the red-head off again, as the Korean displayed his enormous agility once more as he rushed up close to Jin before kicking his leg up high with the intentions of taking the Kazama's head right off his shoulders.

However, feeling his senses being a little clearer and much less fogged from before, Jin had practically seen the muscles tense in Hwoarang's leg as if to cue a big, powerful kick that would require a lot of force, so Jin easily knocked the Korean's leg out of the way before squatting down and then slamming his fist straight into Hwoarang's gut in a crippling punch.

Giving the Korean no time to start analyzing for a counterattack, Jin used Hwoarang's breathless state to his advantage as he lifted up from his squatting position right into another, brutal uppercut into the red-head's jaw, making a sickening crunch sound through the air that seemed to slice right through all of the silent anxiety of the onlookers.

"Arg..! Ugh…!"Hwoarang voiced in unbelievable pain, still unable to breathe properly and now with blood exploding from his snapped-back head, a leg of his blindingly kicking out to try to inflict some surprise damage to the Kazama.

The impressively powerful CEO dodged Hwoarang's attack as he lifted his fists high but then brought his right leg up even higher before snapping his foot down with searing force and speed as the blow connected to the top of the Korean's head and sent him colliding chest-first into the shattered, cracked glass.

The dark-dressed employees of Mishima Zaibatsu were all gaping in mystified horror, all eyes initially glued to Hwoarang to see if he would get up from receiving such a damaging blow, and then to Jin Kazama to see the man who had inflicted it.

"Did…did he do it?"

"Is it over?"

"I can't believe it turned out like that…"

"Yeah, I know!"

Now that both fighters were unmoving in their own right, the fiery, loud-mouthed Korean having not moved a muscle since crashing down onto the floor as Jin stood motionless and waiting above him, the employees were now starting to quietly whisper about the match and the astounding displays of strength they had just seen.

"Wow…I…think Jin won!" Nina Williams commented sort of light-heartedly but also with unreserved happiness in her voice as she spoke to Vega, who had been free of his many restrainers when Jin had started fighting again upon peeking over and seeing him there.

Vega sighed out his air in relief, not yet ready to speak of the matter just yet, even though he was quite grateful for Nina's usual wit, as he was currently just thankful that Jin seemed to be alright.

As if he had heard Vega thinking about him, Jin turned towards Vega and Nina and began to walk towards them, giving his neck a good roll as he did so while still keeping his almost regal stride.

Vega smiled upon seeing his Kazama approach him, ready to be inside those arms once again and kiss him until his lips were swollen, but…

"…you bastard…I'LL KILL YOU!!" called a ferocious, bloodied voice as Jin was abruptly tackled down to the ground from behind and hastily turned over by a crazed, teeth-baring Hwoarang.

Hwoarang's own blood flew off his face in multiple directions as he sat on top of Jin's stomach and immediately took to punching his fists into Jin's face and chest over and over again, instantly making the Kazama cough in agony and try to fend off the savage fighter.

Vega's features had immediately dropped upon seeing his beloved Jin be forced down to the ground from the red-head, and his first instinct had his legs already wishing to propel him forward, but a slender yet solid hand on his forearm stopped him dead in his tracks.

"No, don't! You'll only get in his way, Vega!" Nina instructed the shocked Spaniard, her voice speaking of her duty while the troubled frown on her small face spoke of her personal feelings as she held Vega back from going to him.

Vega grit his teeth and turned back to the gruesome scene before him, watching with acid in his mouth as Hwoarang wrestled an even more battered and bloodied Kazama back onto his stomach and then tugged his head up from the marble floor.

"Take a good fucking look at him, Jin…"Hwoarang mocked the raven underneath him who had one eye closed as too much blood had ran down that side of his face for him to see properly, as Jin saw as if in slow motion as Vega shrugged off Nina's hand and tried to take a few more steps towards him but was quickly seized by a myriad of his subordinates again who had to grasp his arms and hold their ground, the Spaniard screaming something at him even though all the Kazama could hear were muffled, unrecognizable sounds.

"…because after I'm done with him, you won't be able to recognize him anymore…and Jin…it will all be…your…fault…" Hwoarang ground out cruelly to the pained, barely conscious man beneath him as Jin slowly blinked his somewhat seeing eyes as Vega was trying so desperately to shake those men from him, tried so desperately to reach him…

All of a sudden, the glass-laden and marble floor of the panoramic office started to quake, increasing in intensity so much so that it made the lights flicker overhead and the window panes that surrounded everyone tremble against their hinges.

The employees stood their ground, looking around with wide eyes and alarmed senses as they watched the walls shake with unforeseeable force that no one knew what the cause was but could not speak a word about it yet.

Then, amidst the reverberating surroundings, bright, luminous light started to slowly consume Jin Kazama , wrapping the bleeding, suited man in brilliant white that just kept getting effortlessly stronger and stronger, prompting every single person in that room to behold the fascinating sight taking place with squinting eyes and mouths agape.

"W-what's going on?!" Hwoarang asked in a crumbling voice as he staggered away from the dazzling, glowing orb that kept spreading and whiting out Jin's form completely until it had even blanketed his shadow from everyone's vision, the Korean desperate to put some distance between his self and the unexplainable phenomena happening right next to him.

Suddenly, a loud, piercing cry could be heard that battled the shivering windows and trembling floors as the blinding white light amplified for only a moment before being abruptly ripped in half to reveal a single figure standing larger than life for all to witness.

Eyes were as white as snow, his broad chest revealed and with bold, tribal tattoos curving all the way down his abdomen, and huge, black-feathered wings spanning from his back, Jin Kazama roared with an untamed lust for power and carnage that struck unimaginable fear into all who looked upon him, everyone in that room.

"D-demon!"

"It's a demon!"

"Run!!"

Jin's frightfully horned head snapped towards the direction where most of the shocked comments were coming from as most of his men were dashing towards the double-door elevator to flee from such a horrifying creature, their loyalties temporarily forgotten as the more basic instinct of immediate self-preservation conquered all.

However, one man stood completely still despite the frantic running and screaming that were occurring all around him, his lovely, emerald eyes wide with confusion.

Jin's ghost-white eyes caught sight of his treasured Vega standing off to the side, his precious lips parted in an unconscious daze where the Spaniard obviously did not know what to do or what to think as he simply looked upon the menacing sight of Devil Jin.

Devil Jin's clenched his jaws tighter together before turning away from Vega to face his target once more, finding Hwoarang trying to shrink away from him and join the others in escaping the building.

Devil Jin bared his fangs at the sight of the Korean trying to flee before he kicked the ground hard, flapping his extensive, black wings to gain some height before soaring towards the aforementioned man.

"Where do you think you're going?"Devil Jin asked his prey as he floated behind him before suddenly grabbing the back of Hwoarang's head to prevent him from running anymore.

"Ahh! Let me go, you monster!" Hwoarang shrieked, his hands automatically coming up to try to pry Devil Jin's clawed hands off of his scalp, but was cut short in his efforts as his smaller stature was hastily thrown backwards in the direction he had just come from.

The red-haired man slammed into the office wall before slumping down to his feet with dropped shoulders as he tried to gather a steady stream of conscious back and somewhat deal with the throbbing pain now residing in his shoulder and ribs.

Hwoarang barely noticed as Devil Jin strode confidently up to him, not a drop of blood or even a scratch on the latter's powerful, enhanced form as the raven-haired man swiftly performed a heavy side-kick that sent the Korean crashing into another part of the merciless wall again, the surface having caved in tremendously from both times the red-head had met with it.

"Guh…ugh…s-stop…"Hwoarang choked on his own blood as he could not stand up straight and had to suffice for stooping over a bit in an evident manner that some of his ribs had been broken and he could not support his own weight.

Devil Jin growled at the fact that Hwoarang was even able to continue speaking.

In an act to remedy that, Devil Jin sharply closed his clawed fingers around the Korean's throat and hoisted him up along the cold, hard wall behind him, squeezing the delicate flesh angrily as he watched with eager interest as Hwoarang fought to breath with his face twisted in horrid pain.

"Die…"Devil Jin spoke lowly in his gravely timber as he watched with narrowed, ominous eyes as Hwoarang's struggle became weaker and weaker as the latter man's life was leaving him quickly and maliciously.

Completely catching the raven off guard, warm, strong arms were carefully wrapped around Devil Jin's torso from behind; tanned, weapon-calloused hands pressing softly against the Kazama's chest as Vega gripped him tightly.

"Jin…Jin, let him go…it's over now," Vega said quietly as he gently nuzzled his face against one of Devil Jin's dark wings, letting the impossibly soft feathers run over the contours of his cheek as he tried to calm his lover.

Devil Jin's breath had caught in his throat the moment he had felt Vega's familiar hands on his transformed body, the Spaniard's whispered words acting as a sort of soothing balm that coaxed his mind back to rational thinking and away from all those horrendous, consuming thoughts that had thoroughly overtaken him.

With thinking twice about it, Devil Jin relaxed his fatal grip on Hwoarang's throat, sending the Korean tumbling down to the floor and coughing for dear life, as the winged man elegantly turned around in his place so he may face his own, personal angel.

Vega only took a moment of wondrously looking over Devil Jin's face, no longer was any fear or trepidation present in the Spain native's gorgeous features, before he smiled softly at him and then lovingly placed his hands on his lover's snow-kissed arms.

Vega noticed how Devil Jin's clawed fingers twitched as a consequence of being touched so intimately, and the ex-cage fighter felt more than determination sizzling through him as he leisurely slid his hands up the raven's well-muscled arms until he could easily fold his hands behind Devil Jin's neck and hold him close.

"Vega…"Devil Jin purred appreciatively as his white eyes watched as Vega brought them closer still as he leaned forward and softly pressed his lips to Devil Jin's in a tender, reassuring kiss.

"Shh…it's alright now, " Vega cooed affectionately against Devil Jin's luscious lips before capturing them again with a tilt of his golden head so that more urgent force could be applied, purposefully letting the latter know how Vega was okay with these recent developments after all, that he still loved him.

Devil Jin carefully brought his deadly hands to Vega's back and ran them down the silken fabric of the Spaniard's custom shirt before lightly gripping his hipbones to keep the slender man as close as possible while the winged Kazama savored Vega's slow, meaningful kisses and warm proximity when he unknowingly needed it most.

Vega was being extremely mindful of the thick, dangerous horns that poked out from Jin's head while in this form, as he eased his sakura-colored lips away from his lover's, but only so he could slide his hands into that short-cropped, midnight mane of his and watch Devil Jin's expressions.

Both men's lips were kept parted, needy for the other still, as Vega watched Devil Jin close his glowing eyes and lean a little further into his touch, grateful for it in every way as he felt even more of his former intentions erode from his soul as candy-sweet pleasures starting to course through his transformed body instead.

Behind both of the lovers, Hwoarang had clumsily gotten to his feet, one hand rubbing ruefully at his sore, irritated throat, while he angrily eyed his alleged 'prize' that was once again in the arms of his most hated adversary.

As he began to stalk away with shaky footsteps and dried blood all over his face, Hwoarang could not help but mutter aloud, "…fuck...I would not have challenged the guy if I'd known it'd be a freak show…"

No sooner had Hwoarang's horridly ignorant words left his bloodied mouth did Vega suddenly dash to his side, catching the red-haired man by utter surprise, as the Tiger Claw master used only another moment more to send his right fist smashing into the Korean's temple in an impressive hook.

Hwoarang was sent flying by the sheer impact of the rushing force Vega had used as the Spaniard maintained his wild, wide stance with his arm stretching across his body as he glared at the fallen, dishonorable man.

"Be grateful that you still have your life," Vega warned in his smooth but roughened baritone as he watched Hwoarang have to make an extra effort in getting to his feet before practically sprinting out of the room, "…now go, and never come back!"

Vega had finished his warning to the sight of Hwoarang's fleeing back, but the Spanish warrior still felt wholly upset and outraged over what he had heard come out of the Korean male's mouth, considering how Jin had, ultimately, spared his life in the end.

Then, Vega shuddered pleasantly as he felt Devil Jin's large, fatal hands, the same hands that had fought so diligently for him and their promise, slowly coast up either of his arms until they squeezed at his shoulders affectionately.

Vega instantly dropped his reckless fighting stance as he straightened his spine and tipped his head to a side in pillow-soft bliss as he felt his lover's mouth run long his throat, and he could feel the beautifully winged man breathe in his scent and practically commit it to memory.

"That stance was unbecoming of you, Vega…you're usually so elegant, so beautiful…"Devil Jin cooed in his intoxicating timber against the side of the blonde-haired man's throat, loving how he had Vega melting underneath his hands and against his chest.

"I know. It's just that…when I heard what he said about you, I just saw red…"Vega purred out his confession for his hasty actions, his eyes slipping closed as he felt skilled, deadly fingers carefully start to unfasten the buttons running down the front of his shirt in the process.

Devil Jin smirked at Vega's faithful, undying words to him as he succeeded in completely unbuttoning Vega's white dress shirt and hungrily ran his hands down the tanned and tattooed flesh of his lover from behind, relishing in how Vega had gasped at the contact and unknowingly ground his ass against Devil Jin's groin.

The black-winged man groaned low in his throat in response, purposefully letting his gorgeous blonde fighter know what he was doing to him, teasing him, as he effortlessly pulled the light-weight garment from Vega's shoulders so that it fluttered to the broken and disheveled flooring below.

"Jin…"Vega breathed lustfully, his lover's primal growl going straight to his own awakening member, as he lifted his toned, slightly scarred arms up towards Devil Jin's head and tangled his fingers in his inky mane so he could usher the taller man's mouth down onto his exposed shoulder.

Claws just barely scraped down Vega's stretched abdomen, Vega arching his back and flexing his stomach muscles as he pressed himself to the man behind him, as Devil Jin obligingly sucked hard on the supple flesh of the Spaniard's shoulder, marking him as he made him squirm in his arms.

"…ooh…mmn…"Vega voiced in his sultry, accented tone, loving exactly how Devil Jin was suckling his skin hard before tonguing the worried area and letting his fangs ghost over the reddened flesh, as the Spaniard trailed the backs of his tanned fingers down his lover's neck, across his pale collarbone and then down his tattooed and solid chest.

Devil Jin's large, black wings spanned out even more as a result of Vega's light, insanity-sparking petting to his body, before the white-eyed man quickly drove his hands into Vega's pants, already taking the Spain native's engorged member inside his fist while his other hand cupped his sensitive, velvety-soft sac.

"Ha..! Jin…h-hold on… Vega made himself voice even though he trailed off towards the end in favor of bringing his own hands down to rest on his lover's exposed forearms as he hummed and purred his appreciation of Devil Jin immediately taking to thumbing his leaking slit and smearing the smooth liquid all over the enflamed head of his cock with his fingers.

"Mmm…look how hard you are…one would think…that you like seeing me in this form…?" Devil Jin teased his lover with honey-coated words that ran thickly over Vega's senses as his grip tightened on the raven's arms as he tilted his head back once more to rest on Devil Jin's chest in unforgiving pleasure as the raven began lazily pumping his clawed hand up and down Vega's growing length.

"Tell me Vega…does it turn you on to see the one you love…with fangs and claws…just like a ravenous animal?" Devil Jin pressed on with a smirk on his face and an even greater sneer in his voice as he watched Vega lower his hands to hurriedly unbutton and unzip his own pants so his aching erection could be freed from its confines and that Jin's ministrations on him could be easier performed.

Vega licked his lips, his body starting to shudder from Devil Jin's ceaseless strokes of his cock and squeezes to his sac as those large, pale arms were kept snugly wrapped around him, coupled with the undoubtedly erotic words that were being growled into the flesh of his neck, before giving his answer.

"Yes…God, yes…Jin…I want you to take me hard…right here," Vega groaned out to his lover as he ground his perfectly-shaped ass firmly into Devil Jin's clothed erection as if to emphasize his gripping need that was vastly overtaking him due, in large part, to the fact that everything that Jin had said to him…was correct.

"Then strip for me…"Devil Jin ordered in a completely no-nonsense voice that had Vega all but losing his mind before the Spaniard obligingly pulled his lover's hands away from his groin so he could obediently ease his own blue jeans and boxers down his lithe hips.

Before another thought could cross Devil Jin's mind, the sexy Spaniard tenaciously began to bend over at the waist with painstakingly slow movements as he inched his unresisting pants down his long, toned legs.

Devil Jin had narrowed his white eyes and unconsciously licked at his own, full lips as he watched his sensual blonde-haired lover slowly strip his own remaining clothes off and purposefully slip into such a position that positively oozed sex and provided him with a most gracious view of that flawless body and delicious ass.

Vega wasted no time in pushing the curves of his tempting ass even further into Devil Jin's throbbing arousal, pleased when he felt the large member thick and begging underneath Jin's pants, and lustfully groaned at the dry stimulation before raising his torso back up.

Devil Jin, despite all his fierceness as a man and as warrior in all aspects of the word, was rendered helpless within Vega's half-lidded and sensual stare when the Spaniard had turned around to face him at last and immediately hooked his fingers underneath the top hem of the raven's black and red-flamed pants.

Vega was far too breathtaking, far too erotic for any kind of normal thinking to be accomplished, but Devil Jin was more than happy to let Vega have his way with him for the time being as he watched with a wicked grin as Vega unfastened his two-toned pants and tugged them down just below his own pale hips, their gazes never breaking as Devil Jin let Vega manipulate his clothing.

"I love it when you're demanding," Devil Jin commented sensually as well as light-heartedly with a lick to one of his fangs as he felt Vega pull out his heavy, straining member and give it a few, firm strokes with his tanned hand.

"Is that right…?" Vega asked equally as playfully with a daring smile, for he was already running his tongue over his lips as he quickly slid down his lover's masculine, dangerous body to be on his knees in front of him.

Razor sharp claws were excruciatingly careful as they sifted through Vega' long, blonde bangs, pushing them out of his heavenly face, as Vega cast his striking green gaze upon his lover's immaculate features once more before letting the tip of Devil Jin's cock glide into his moist, willing mouth.

Devil Jin hissed at the initial stimulation of feeling Vega' velvety soft tongue swirl over the swollen head of his sex, coating his silken flesh with warm saliva before the Spaniard brought both of his hands up to his lover's hips for leverage and then closed his lips around the thick flesh to apply mind-numbing suction to it.

"Haa…keep going, baby...keep sucking my dick…Devil Jin instructed with impenetrable words as he used a single clawed finger to move another golden strand of Vega's hair to the side as he watched the latter part his lips even further and began to swallow more and more of his rigid, pulsating length down his throat.

Vega had applied extraordinary suction to every thick inch that had slipped in between his lips as he laved his tongue against the sensitive underside that he knew would send sizzling red-hot sparks to collect in his lover's groin and make him yearn for release, before smoothly letting almost the whole thing slide out of his mouth.

Vega flicked his tongue teasingly around the head, sucking on the tip when another clear drop of precome had collected at the slit, as he rubbed his thumbs over Devil Jin's hipbones in a tantalizing clash of relaxing pleasure and torturous ministrations that would have any mere mortal questioning his sanity.

Vega was simply toying with his lover's solid length, making an erotic show of just how he ran his tongue over the impressive member before suckling at his juices once more as if it was the very thing to keep him alive, and the Spaniard was not disappointed as he could feel Devil Jin tense beneath his touch while keeping his hands resilient in his hair.

After administering one, final lick to Devil Jin's cock from base to tip, Vega made to get to his feet with his natural poise, and was instantly grabbed by the back of his neck as his lover smashed their lips together in a much more furious and desperate kiss as the raven was practically shivering with need before him.

Vega purred into Devil Jin's mouth as the raven forcefully shoved his tongue inside the blonde-haired man's cavern, eager to taste him and feel that pleasure-inducing tongue of his against his own, as the winged man also snaked his other hand in between their bodies so he may seize both of their erect and leaking members.

"Ah…Jin..."Vega breathed somewhat mindlessly as he felt the larger, stronger man pressed up against him squeeze their cocks together in a single hand before slowly moving his fist up and down their shafts, making every inch of their arousals grind together in delicious, slippery friction that instantly had Vega groaning against Devil Jin's mouth before he claimed it again.

"How badly do you want it, Vega? Tell me how much you want me to fuck you…" Devil Jin insisted with darkly erotic words once he pulled his parted lips and tongue away from Vega's intoxicating mouth, pleased when he heard the Spaniard whine softly for more as he continued to pleasure both of their cocks in his hand with a slow, taunting pace.

Vega shuddered harshly, his whole body begging for more mind-blowing stimulation from the frightfully gorgeous man before him, before he brought his trembling hands up to either side of Devil Jin's face.

"I want it so much, Jin…I want your huge cock deep inside my ass…please…please give it to me," Vega begged wantonly, breathlessly against Devil Jin's lips in a moment where time seemed to stop for both men as if the very world had suddenly ceased spinning in space.

In a flurry of movements too fast for the human eye to pick up on, Devil Jin had rushed Vega forward towards the window-paned wall at the forefront of his office that overlooked the darkened, night-laden city where only the glows from street lights and business signs could cast a light greenish-white hue at their altitude.

Vega had gasped from the sudden movements of their positions, only needing a moment to realize that Jin had him facing the large, overseeing windows and was currently standing behind him, but was already moaning with reckless abandon while he felt his raven-haired lover waste no time in hurriedly plunging his tongue inside of his entrance.

Vega's arms were crossed over his head and placed on the cool, smooth surface of the glass as he obligingly kept his toned, sun-kissed, and tattooed body bent over slightly while his fiery lover worked on him; Vega absolutely dying pleasantly in how Devil Jin's hands were gripping tightly onto his ass while he simultaneously fucked his tongue into his puckered entrance over and over again.

"Ohh…J-Jin…holy shit, that feels...so fucking good…don't…mmn…d-don't stop…!" Vega moaned with a quivering, lustful voice as he kept his legs spread wide and his strong back curved over just enough so the magnificently aroused man behind him could have optimal access to any part of his body.

Devil Jin swirled his tongue around that tight ring of muscle, easing his way into Vega's entrance and delighting in how the Spaniard's moans were growing louder and needier by the second, before the raven pulled out his tongue and quickly replaced it with two of his dry fingers that were then buried inside of his lover.

"Haa…! Jin…please!" Vega pleaded in such a saturated, wonderful voice as his back arched even more now that there was something hard and rigid moving in and out of his over-sensitized and heated body, the Spaniard's hands forming into fists up by his head against the glass as he panted his pleasure and tried to relax his inner walls.

"I could eat your ass all day long, baby; you taste so good…"Devil Jin growled hotly as he worked his fingers in and out of his lover's entrance, spreading his juices and forcing the textured muscles inside to stretch to accommodate his intruding, pursuing digits that just seemed to pull moan after moan from the breathtaking foreign male.

"Ohh..."Vega was almost crying from having so much accumulated desire and frustration inside his body, tingling at his sinew, pulling at his bones, toying with his senses, but was abruptly satisfied as Devil Jin fluidly pulled out his sopping wet fingers and then pressed the front of his body flush against the back of the Spaniard's form.

"Come here…baby…let me see that beautiful face of yours while I make love to you…"Devil Jin instructed in his voice, heavy with arousal, as he gently wrapped one hand around the front of Vega's throat to gingerly usher him slightly away from the glass in a sexy choke-hold while his other hand pressed flat against his lover's lower back.

Vega's hands slid down some of the reflective glass in front of him as he was pulled back a little so that the horned, winged man behind him could properly see all of his body while he slowly pushed his throbbing cock into his entrance, using a fraction more force in getting the thick head inside his lover's body before sliding the remaining way with smooth, careful actions.

"Mmn…Jin…nng…you're so big…"Vega said through grit teeth, his thin eyebrows furrowed together as he tried desperately to deal with the sharp, zinging sensations of pain that were making his knees feel a bit weak as he felt his lover fill him up.

"Take a deep breath and push out…come on, baby…let me feel all of you…"Devil Jin's words were like sweet, rich molasses as they hung heavily in the air that Vega clung to and heeded as he did exactly as his raven-haired lover had instructed him.

Devil Jin watched Vega's reflection in the window as his lover took a deep breath, relaxing his pained expression as he, no doubt, took to his warrior's training and set aside the pain and allowed his mind to focus on other things, before timidly relaxing his inner walls completely, applying a bit of his own pressure against Jin's intruding cock so that his body would accept him more easily.

"Ohh…Jin…unbelievable…"Vega breathed in relief, his lovely, addicting body able to only feel the immense, soul-warping pleasure that Devil Jin was giving to him as the winged man had been absolutely stunned in seeing his striking lover sensuously get used to his body and then plead for him by name again.

"That's my baby…"Devil Jin could not help but smirk as he removed his lethal hand from Vega's throat but only to wrap it around his snake-tattooed middle while his other coasted appreciatively to one of his spread thighs.

The white-eyed man effortlessly hoisted one of Vega's well-muscled legs up from the ground as he pulled out his pulsating cock from his entrance and then slammed it back inside, groaning as he felt Vega's tight, wet, heat squeeze around every inch of him in the process.

"Haa…God…just like that…!" Vega moaned with pleading, breathy words as his toes curled and the muscles in his bronzed, sculpt arms flexed as he leaned heavily on the glass windows for support while Devil Jin made love to him from behind, clinging to his body and manipulating his lower half in such a way that about had Vega forgetting his own name.

Without having to be told twice, Devil Jin's glorious black wings stretched high behind them both as the raven-haired man tightened his hold on Vega's lifted thigh before immediately taking to thrusting his cock deep inside his stretching, writhing lover, pleased as he heard the Spaniard fill the ransacked office with loud, erotic moans.

Devil Jin could feel Vega's body respond in scorching pleasure every time he snapped his hips forward and drove his large, thick member inside of him, as his pale, clawed hand pressed against the blonde's stomach could feel his muscles flex and constrict in time with his established rhythm, couple with how Vega's hot, soft insides would relentlessly squeeze at his cock as if to already beg for more while they were still connected.

The raven was certain that he could almost sense Vega's pleasure before the Spaniard himself experienced it and he loved every minute of having that ultimate understanding and control over his lover's sensual body.

"Look how fucking sexy you are when you're like this, Vega…makes me insane…" Devil Jin growled in harshly panted words as he waited for Vega's green eyes to meet his own in the crystal-clear reflection of their two, moving bodies via the window before them as he slid his hand up from the Spain native's stomach to his chest.

Vega opened his half-lidded and somewhat dazed emerald eyes, his parted lips switching from nipping at his own bottom lip or moaning out loud as his highly-receptive prostate continued to be abused by Jin's deliciously increasing thrusts, as he beheld the sight of Jin's long, strong arms wrapped around his lewdly sprawled-out body as the Kazama made hasty, forceful love to him with heat in his milky eyes.

Vega tipped his head back slightly as he moaned at the impossibly erotic view of the two of them making love, but gasped sharply as he saw in the reflection as Jin brought his free hand down the front of his body until he could grasp his lover's untouched length in a firm hold.

Vega trembled uncontrollably in his lover's arms, his desperate moans beginning to be a bit more high-pitched, as he watched Devil Jin pumping his straining member with unforgiving strokes that begged him perfectly for release, as Vega unconsciously leaned more of his weight forward, trying to curl around his mind-numbing pleasure as his long, braided hair fell over one of his shoulders.

Practically pressed up against the glass completely, the matador freed a hand from the chilled surface and hurriedly brought it down to wrap around Devil's Jin's pallid, clawed fingers that stroked up and down his cock with such intoxicating passion that Vega could not even register that he was screaming to the ceiling in unbelievable ecstasy.

"Jin…Jin, I can't…haa…I need to come…oh fuck, ahh…!" the former cage fighter gasped in between his drawn-out moans, Vega's swollen member pulsating rapidly inside both of their pumping grips as the Spaniard's erotic body moved provocatively with every one of Devil Jin's brutal, frantic thrusts.

Devil Jin could feel precisely how desperate Vega's lustful body had become, the Spain native's insides fluttering around his cock wildly as the blonde-haired man shamelessly ground his ass and lower back hard into the raven's groin, making their lovemaking raw, powerful, where their blinding need was vastly overtaking their sweating, chiseled forms as Devil Jin quickly fixed his eyes on the image of Vega's cock in the reflective glass.

"I love how you curse when you're close," Devil Jin commented wickedly with a grin from behind his lover as he gave Vega's cock a particularly rough squeeze, adding a bit of blunt pain to mix in seamlessly with his pleasure and was immediately rewarded with Vega all but flung his upper half away from the glass as he arched against his chest, tossing his long locks of brilliant sunshine hair back as he came.

"Oh my God, Jin….haa…don't stop…I'm coming…!" Vega hollered hoarsely as he writhed against Devil Jin's thickly tattooed chest as his raven-haired lover watched greedily as the arching, moaning Spaniard's enflamed cock shot line after line of creamy, white seed that sinfully painted all over the glass pane in long, translucent streaks.

Devil Jin shuddered drastically as he felt very inch of Vega's tanned, athletic body tense up briefly before fluidly relaxing into an almost water-like state against him as the Japanese male growled low in his throat before savagely sinking his fangs into the junction of Vega's neck and shoulder, the Spaniard's own release proving to be far too much stimulation to witness as well as feel for him to take any longer.

The matador instantly cried out in delectable pain and pleasure combined upon feeling his lover bite into his flesh hard but was quickly brought back to moaning out loudly as he suddenly felt Devil Jin's large, throbbing member shoot his blazing hot essence deep inside of him, the latter's thrusts never stopping as the raven continued to pump Vega full of his come as he thoroughly coated his insides.

"Vega…fuck…"Devil Jin rasped mindlessly, too caught up in his exploding pleasure as his thrusts slowed down, his sopping wet cock staying inside of his lover as both men caught their breaths for a moment and simply savored their hard-earned time of utter bliss and weightlessness.

The Spanish ninja was charmingly lax within Devil Jin's softening embrace as the latter gently lowered Vega's leg back down to the floor so he may stand properly, but before the blonde-haired warrior could even begin to piece back together his muddled, fuzzy thoughts, petal-soft lips were placed by his ear to whisper something to him.

"I need more, Vega," Devil Jin said with almost alarming serenity and composure that it made the Spaniard simultaneously quiver before the raven used his lightening fast movements once more to spin Vega around so that they faced each other before scooping him up bridal style in his strong, muscled arms.

"J-Jin, what…" Vega began instinctually but immediately hushed up upon realizing that his lover was utilizing his incredible wingspan to effortlessly lift them off of the floor and glide across the room, specifically over the shattered glass on the ground near the center, until they reached the CEO's impressive wooden desk on the other end.

With meticulous care that shocked even Vega himself, Devil Jin laid his Spaniard on top of his expensive, corporate desk before gracefully setting down upon his own feet once more in front of him, Vega watching him with awestruck interest the entire time as he rested on his palms behind his body.

"Wow…"Vega murmured aloud, making Devil Jin smirk at his astonishment as he folded his wings against his wide back before doing anything else.

Still keeping his keen and narrowed white eyes trained on Vega's gorgeous face, Devil Jin placed both of his hands flat against the desk top on either side of the blonde's legs, before purposefully slowly bowing down his head towards his lover's growing erection that was swiftly filling with blood again at the sight of the raven practically preying on his exposed and sultry body.

"I can't get enough of you, baby…" Devil Jin commented scandalously with darkened words that tasted of rich chocolate as he brushed his tempting lips all over the large head of Vega's length, the raven absolutely cherishing how he had Vega shivering uncontrollably on top of his desk as the Spaniard's breath left him in shuddered pants that CEO wholly adored hearing.

"You taste good…"the winged, horned man continued to purr to his not-so patient lover who lay sprawled out enticingly across the flat, wooden surface, as he brought out his tongue and gently swirled it around the tip, "…you feel good…and I can never seem to get enough."

Vega groaned with almost a pained expression as he positively drowned in his lover's inebriating words to him, coupled with Devil Jin's painstakingly slow licks and laps of his tongue to his sensitive, hardened cock, the Spaniard knew without a doubt that he was about to lose his right mind if he did not feel those strong arms around him again and that hot, devilish mouth even more against his flesh.

"Jin, please…this is killing me…please…swallow my cock," Vega pleaded in a whispered, unsteady voice as his hands grabbed fruitlessly at the solid surface at his back as if to keep his building sexual rage at bay while his lover cruelly toyed with his wanting, begging body.

Then, granting his beautiful lover exactly what he had wanted, the Mishima Zaibatsu heir lowered his opened mouth all the way down Vega's rigid cock until his nose was buried in soft, golden curls and his lover was arching wondrously off of his desk as he moaned to the elevated ceiling.

Devil Jin knew that he was going just as crazy as Vega, his teasing of his lover proving to be difficult for his yearning body as well, as the raven obligingly sucked Vega's cock hard inside his mouth, moving his squeezing lips up and down that silken, throbbing flesh with remarkable tenacity that had Vega immediately hollering for him and spreading his legs wide in pleasure.

"…ha…ahh…Dios…please…so g-good…!" Vega rambled erotically whilst in the throes of his passion, his stunning body bowing and writhing before his lover as the Spain native seriously considered that now he was really on the verge of losing his mind, his ecstasy nearly strangling him in all its intensity as Devil Jin made quick work of bringing him endless pleasure as he tongued the underside of Vega's pulsating cock every time he allowed it to fill his mouth again.

Unable to help his pulling, red-hot urges, Devil Jin freed his large hands from the sides of the desk and ran them heavily all over his lover's torso; beginning with Vega's shifting, alluring hips, up his flexing, glistening abdomen, over his heaving, broad chest, and back down either of his toned sides as the raven dug his fingers lightly into the flesh there as he intimately felt just how the matador moved along with him and received his insanity-sparking pleasure.

"Oh Jin, I'm not going to last much longer…it feels too good…"Vega warned breathlessly, obviously loving the raven's lingering, exploring touches to his flesh as the latter continued to bob his head along his length with unbelievable ardor.

Upon hearing such magnificent words, the corporate guru increased his suction on Vega's swollen, warm member as he quickly brought his hands up to Vega's chest again to pinch at both of his erect, pink nipples to make Vega come as quickly as possible, knowing that his lively Spaniard often appreciated such rough, demanding treatment of his body while they made love.

"Ahh…nnnh…haa…"Vega voiced sensuously as his shuddering body came, his slender back arching once more as he felt his pleasure-laden cock spurt his essence down his lover's swallowing throat while the blonde-haired man smoothly brought a hand to one of Devil Jin's that was on his chest and lifted it up to his parted, moaning mouth.

Devil Jin groaned around Vega's moist cock, licking the whole thing in long, tantalizing sweeps of his tongue as he cleaned his lover of his come in the most mind-melting of ways, as he felt Vega teasingly slip one of his fingers into his own mouth to muffle his moans, swirling his tongue around the raven's intruding digit as he experienced another soul-searing wave of pure euphoria that still teetered on the edge of an unbridled desire.

The white-eyed man swiftly pulled his mouth away from Vega's lap, drawing his saliva-slick finger out of Vega's tempting mouth as well, as Devil Jin brought the same hand to his own, weeping member to administer a few, firm strokes right in front of his lover's half-lidded eyes.

"Like I said before…you make me fucking insane, Vega," Devil Jin growled hungrily to the blonde-haired man before him as he deftly maneuvered his large, deadly hands underneath Vega's thighs to hoist his ass up from the wooden desk, the gesture prompting the dazed Spaniard to obligingly wrap his legs around the raven's back as he let his lover move his body whatever way he saw fit.

Vega's hazed mind was far from making anymore witty replies back to his lover, so he chose not to say anything as he simply watched with somewhat blurred vision as Devil Jin slid his hands down from his thighs, now that they were successfully wrapped around him like how he had wanted, and settled them on Vega's ass, the transition making the Spaniard squirm cutely on top of the desk in anticipation as his eyes never left his lover's handsome, ominous face.

"Ooh…Vega…baby…"Devil Jin purred with impossible lust riddling his body as he easily slipped his hard, dripping sex back inside Vega's stretched, moist entrance, feeling absolutely no kind of resistance as he quickly filled the blonde back up again.

"Mmn...Jin…I love it…I love it when your cock is inside of me…" Vega cooed with creamy, addictive words to his lover who immediately began sliding his cock in and out of the Spain native with exponentially increasing speed, the Kazama's fervor fueled by the exquisite feeling of so much pleasure-inducing wetness surrounding his cock that was already accepted insatiably deep within Vega's immaculate body.

"I know you do, baby…mmn…" Devil Jin replied back to Vega with airless words as he hurriedly freed his hands from Vega's ass, satisfied that the latter's grip on him was tight enough to stay put, as he dipped his torso down to be closer to his moaning, drowning lover while he slipped his clawed fingers carefully underneath both of Vega's shoulder blades.

"O-oh my…J-Jin…fuck, right there…right there…right fucking there!" Vega hollered in a beautiful crescendo of his erotic voice as Devil Jin's transition to lie almost flush against the writhing Tiger Claw master had him instantly seeing brilliant images of stars behind his eyes as his prostate was struck dead-on with every one of his lover's intense thrusts.

Overcome by tremendous amounts of sharp-edged pleasure to race throughout his body for one final time that night, Vega blindly threw his arms around Devil Jin's back, his strong, tanned legs squeezed desperately around his lover's well-muscled middle, as the blonde-haired warrior absentmindedly stroked his fingers through inky, black feathers whilst in his ecstasy.

"Haa…oh, shit…Vega…my God, don't stop doing that…" Devil Jin shuddered suddenly above the hollering Spaniard that he was thrusting into with impossibly harsh thrusts, every one only wringing out more and more of those delicious sounds and reactions from his fiery lover as Vega clung to him and sifted his long fingers through the feathers of his large wings.

In a desperate, furious crash of emotion, both men smashed their lips together, already eagerly stroking their sensitive tongues together as Devil Jin continued to make frantic, hasty love to Vega on top of his CEO desk, the Spaniard's fingers touching his wings were absolutely making every sliver of pleasure burst into a magnitude of white-hot euphoria that spread across the raven's entire being as he, in turn clutched onto the latter and completely lost himself in all that was their lovemaking.

Devil Jin fucked his tongue inside Vega's mouth much like the way he was ramming his swollen, hot member inside of his entrance, as the white-eyed man's genius mind was in a wonderful state of nothingness as he only focused his every fiber on how their bodies felt together – Vega's escalating cries of insane pleasure making him even more high on their time together as he buried himself inside the Spain native over and over again until he honestly could not distinguish whose body was whose.

"Ha…mmn…goddamnit, baby…you have no idea…how much you mean to me…"Devil Jin gasped quietly, his building sensations and pleasure almost peaking, rendering his mind and body having only a moment of incredible clarity before becoming enveloped in unspeakable ecstasy with his lover, "…you're everything to me…Vega…"

"Ahh…ohh…Jin…JIN…!" Vega screamed at last, his melodic voice pleasantly hoarse with pleasure as the Spaniard felt his raven-haired lover grip his body tight before coming long and hard inside of him, once again flooding Vega's insides with his hot, milky substance that had the blonde-haired man simultaneously arching his body as he accepted all his lover had to offer.

Vega's rigid, bounding member erupted with his own come in between their closely moving and grinding bodies, coating their chests and abdomens with his opaque, glistening liquid as both men experienced an amazing connection that they knew that had not ever known in their pasts.

Both of their bodies feeling comfortably boneless, their minds completely void of any troublesome thoughts or glimmers of worry, Devil Jin and Vega merely held onto each other tightly as they naturally caught their breaths and truly soaked in all what they had done together, everything that had been said, the truths that had come out.

These few minutes were timeless, seeming to stretch on forever, before Devil Jin began to sluggishly retract his hands from underneath Vega's lethargic body; the raven's movements were executed with the utmost care for concern for the slighter man below his own body as he blinked his white eyes back into focus to behold his lover while he tried to move.

"Vega…"Devil Jin voiced softly, affectionately as he gently pulled his softened cock out of his lover's body and then rested his weight above him on his arms again as his unthinking mind was unabashedly taken in by the innate splendor that the Spaniard seemed to radiate no matter what, even as the blonde lie there on Jin's desk with his hands up by his head and his body twisted in such a way that was almost artistic in nature.

"…baby…?" Devil Jin voiced again with a little bit more strength as his mind was catching up to him and the present time as the winged man watched as Vega, looking forever peaceful and serene before him, was not responding to his calls.

The raven smiled at Vega's slumbering form, the Spaniard having quickly fallen into a deep, recuperative sleep after their many bouts of passionate, significant lovemaking, which secretly pleased Devil Jin to no end that sometimes…only some rare instances…was Vega truly fragile and whole-heartedly dependant on him.

Devil Jin brought up a hand to brush his own disheveled midnight bangs from his pale face, still admiring his handiwork as the Spain native slept soundly before him on his gigantic, wooden desk, looking like a fallen, powerful angel straight out of the Book of Revelation, before the raven obligingly leaned over his form once more.

Devil Jin could feel his wayward genetic altercations start to subside, making his sated body begin to feel the subtle tingles of his powers fading, as he lovingly ran the tip of his nose over one of Vega's perfectly-contoured cheeks before pressing a light kiss to the smooth flesh there, almost as if he needed to express his gratitude.

The corporate guru's eyes were quickly transitioning from pale white to stark black as Jin lifted his face up a bit more to look over his lovely, foreign companion to see if his kiss had roused him from his sleep at all.

Still breathing evenly and deeply through his nose with his supple, pink-tinged lips parted ever-so slightly, Vega slept on, unbeknownst to all of the raven's close, intimate praise of his features and very presence as his lover's wings disappeared from view and his clawed hands returned back to normal.

Jin smiled softly at the sheer image of uncorrupted innocence and tangible euphoria that the slumbering Vega emitted, feeling his self calm just by viewing it himself, as the raven proceeded to take the slender matador in his arms so he could bring them both to bed.

However, before such a plan could be fully executed, as Jin was still mindfully shifting Vega's weight onto his strong, almond-colored arms, the Kazama could not help but say something aloud to his tranquil, unaware lover that oftentimes literally took his breath away.

"Gracias…Vega," Jin said almost inaudibly to the gorgeous, sleeping bundle in his arms before taking his first steps towards the opposite corridor where their shared, spacious bedroom awaited them both to finally find rest and relaxation while still basking in the irreplaceable comfort and consolation of the other man lying beside him.

Four days later…

"Where did you say King is from again?" Vega asked the Kazama curiously as the pair of them watched the jaguar-masked man stride away from them, two suitcases containing the massive amounts of money he had just won being gripped in both of his gloved hands as he went.

"Mexico;" Jin answered with a quirk of an eyebrow as his mind still absorbed the outcome of the day and, ultimately, the King of the Iron Fist Tournament he had just hosted, "he entered the tournament to continue funding some orphanage that his predecessor had started some years ago."

"I see," Vega answered as he processed such a cause for putting one's life at stake and fighting in one of the most deadliest of fighting competitions in the world, as the large stature of the masked man disappeared into the late afternoon sunset, making his bronzed and bulky figure sort of blend in with all the surrounding orange and rust-colored hues of the atmosphere.

"Jin?" Vega prompted his raven-haired lover by his side once more, this time with a tilt of his golden head in the aforementioned man's direction as if to provoke a similar gesture from him as well.

"Yes?" Jin replied smoothly, finding it absolutely charming that Vega would often come at him with loads of questions, much like a still-learning child in need of footholds and understandings of things before continuing on in life.

"Are you relieved that King decided to turn down the CEO position for the company and just take the money?" Vega asked somewhat cheekily as he grinned over at Jin and held a certain mischievous gleam in his jade eyes.

Jin saw his lover's sly smile, knowing that Vega was purposefully being a bit playful with him, as he sighed thoughtfully out of his nose while letting a small smile curve his own lips.

"Actually…I don't think I would have minded it at all if he had taken my job," Jin stated surprisingly calmly, reflectively even, before turning completely towards his beautiful Spanish lover and immediately captured him in his intense, midnight gaze.

Vega blinked cutely up into Jin's face, processing his evidently meaningful words and positively peaceful look, as he faced him fully as well; the two of them currently standing on top of the Mishima Zaibatsu headquarter building as they had saw the tournament victor, King, to his helicopter personally with his winnings.

"Why is that, Jin?" Vega asked as he quickly had to bring up a hand to catch his wind-blown bangs that were getting into his eyes and smooth the strands back down behind his ear as he let his question hang heavily in the cool, wispy air in between them.

Jin had his hands tucked neatly inside his pants pockets, his long suit jacket and pants were a flat, neutral black and laden with fine red silk on the inside of his coat that billowed wildly against the strong burst of wind that whirled all around both stationary men on top of such a tall skyscraper.

Vega, in turn, was also wearing a proper black suit but the texture was of a sleeker fabric that made some of the more slender lines down his body practically shine as the Spaniard also sported a creamy orange dress shirt and tie underneath that seemed to make his natural gold complexion absolutely glow against the much darker tones.

Vega had chosen to have his lengthy, hay-colored mane French braided all the way down his back that ended below his shapely, firm ass and contrasted greatly with the black of his suit as well.

"Because then I could spend all my time with you;" the raven-haired Kazama answered serenely as he gazed at his wind-swept lover with soft but narrowed onyx eyes and a small smile pulling at his perfect lips, "…we could live wherever we wanted and I would just take care of you and nothing else in this world."

Vega slightly dropped Jin's gaze due to the sheer intensity of the latter's words to him, him being in favor of briefly looking down at one of Jin's suited forearms as the Spaniard could not help but feel pleasantly shocked and a bit overwhelmed from such a loyal declaration from his lover, before bringing his attention back up to his ever-patient Kazama.

Jin's partial smirk increased upon observing how flattered and candidly embarrassed Vega seemed to be in his presence for a moment before the gorgeous, blonde-haired fighter fixed his lovely green eyes back on him and then licked his supple, pink lips before replying, some kind of decision seeming to have been made by the latter in his time of breaking their gaze.

"Let's do it;" Vega stated simply but not without the knowledge that those few spoken words of his would utterly turn both of their worlds upside-down with how impossibly serious he was about the sudden idea, "…you and I, right now, let's leave this place and go somewhere."

Jin licked the roof of his mouth, forever touched with just how passionate and fiery the Spain native could be concerning their relationship, as he cocked his head slightly to a side and said somewhat whimsically, "And where would my baby like to go? Anywhere you can think of - name it."

Much to his surprise, as the CEO of the Mishima Zaibatsu had fully expected for Vega to take a moment to think his light-hearted proposal over before stating his answer, Vega quickly closed the last, few inches that separated them as he slid his arms around Jin's torso and then buried his face into the collar of his pressed, white shirt.

"I don't care, Jin…wherever we go is fine, as long as I am with you," Vega said into the fabric of Jin's tailored outfit, his embrace tightening around the larger Japanese male as Jin, in turn, slowly wrapped his arms around Vega's slender frame; the two of them already feeling much warmer and no longer the minor crispness the dying afternoon air held with it.

"Vega…you're serious about this, aren't you?" Jin commented with a bit of disbelief but growing, undeniable affection laced within his voice and actions as he brought up a hand to gently pull his lover's long braid off of his shoulder so that it may hang properly down his back once more, "Do you really want me to quit my position with Mishima Zaibatsu?"

Vega looked up from the top of Jin's broad shoulder, too many emotions flooding through his beautiful, statuesque form, as he swallowed down some spit that had collected in the back of his throat before as he sorted his thoughts, knowing that this idea sounded appealing to him right now, but unsure as to how Jin Kazama actually regarded it.

…and that thought frightened him.

Vega knew that he could not bring himself to push Jin into any sort of major course of action with the knowledge that his lover was against it.

In spite of the nearly forceful way Jin had introduced himself into Vega's life, and even more covertly snuck his way into his heart and mind, the sun-kissed Spaniard with eyes of gleaming emerald knew that he respected the Kazama far too much to try to control anything about him for fear that he would compromise what was already perfect, already appreciated.

Vega knew that; after everything they had been through together, all the solemn secrets that had become known between them and the unbreakable trust that was built as a result; he loved Jin Kazama unconditionally and could not bear to displease him in any way…even if it meant forsaking his own personal happiness.

"…only if you wanted to…I will be okay with whatever you want for us, Jin," Vega offered humbly, his willingness to go through with whatever Jin and Jin alone decided for him wholly showing through in the silken baritone of his accented voice, the loving grip of his hands along the back of Jin's coat, and the positively shining look in Vega's dedicated, unwavering eyes that held the Kazama's evenly.

The raven smiled kindly into Vega's awe-inspiring face, realizing with a bit of a heavy heart that he was possibly one of out a select few in this world whose ever gotten to see such a stunning beauty, see his reactions and his smiles and the way his whole aura just seemed to radiate godliness whenever he was happy or in pleasure, as the Kazama's mind was suddenly very clear with what words he would say next to such a man inside his embrace.

"Such things my baby says sometimes…"Jin said with a charming smile gracing his handsome features as he slid his hands admiringly down Vega's curved back until he could rest them on either of his hips, "…but, you know… I do hear that Barcelona is breathtaking this time of year. I think I should like to see it. Would you, perhaps, be interested in coming along as my translator?"

Jin's heart warmed at the sight of Vega's eyebrows rising in complete, baffled astonishment as his lovely eyes grew wide before the Spaniard abruptly withdrew his arms from around Jin's back but only so he may throw them around his neck to squeeze him in a crushing, adoring embrace before he spoke his jumbled thoughts.

"Jin…are you sure; are you…you really want to go to Spain with me?" Vega all but sobbed against the Kazama's throat as he squeezed the taller man's frame mercilessly hard inside his strong arms as he asked his lover for reassurance one more time, needing to hear it again, as well as trying to accept the hefty, significant fact that out of all the places on this earth, Jin had specifically chosen his own birthplace.

"Absolutely;" Jin answered warmly as he freed his hands and brought them up to either of his lover's angelic face so he may gently angle it up to meet his own in a chaste kiss that practically served to seal their deal between them, "I think…I want to visit the place that gave me the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

Vega smiled once more in indescribable contentment before closing his eyes again and letting Jin claim his lips in another soul-scorching kiss that spoke of their future together, their upcoming travels, and all the promising prospects of reaching newer heights of being close and connected with one another, their growing bond and all the love that they had placed in it.

"You…are really going to love Barcelona…" Vega said in between their multiplying, heated kisses as his fingers clutched joyfully at the fabric at the base of Jin's neck as he continued to hold him close, "…they have the…best wine…in the world…and the beaches...Bogatell and Mar Bella…spectacular…"

"Say them again…the names of the beaches…" Jin purred against Vega's lips, their butterfly kisses growing hotter and heavier with each passing second as the Kazama carefully rubbed the pads of his thumbs across the Spaniard's cheekbones as he brushed back more of his unruly bangs and simply marveled at the perfection underneath his deadly hands.

Vega chuckled at Jin's adorable request to obviously hear his accent again as he pronounced the names of the beaches of the richly populated Catalonia area.

"Bogatell….and Mar Bella," Vega could not help but coo in his sinisterly sexy voice for Jin to savor once more.

"Hmm…" Jin shivered with a smirk on his face before crushing their lips back together and easily slipping his tongue inside Vega's sweet, addictive mouth, already drowning in his ever-consuming appreciation and love for the blond-haired fighter in his arms and kissing him back with just as much fervor.

"I love you so much, Vega…you know that, don't you?" Jin panted dreamily against Vega's supple lips as he took to nipping at them lightly as he relished in Vega's shuddering, warm breath ghosting across his neck as the Spaniard smoothly slid his hands down from behind Jin's neck to either of his shoulders.

Vega's hold on his shoulders was gentle but encouraging in its strength, as if the Spain native knew in his heart that he did not need to clutch relentlessly onto Jin to know that he would not drift away, rendering the moment quite soft and something to be effortlessly cherished between the two.

"I know. I love you, too, Jin," Vega answered with sheer silk in his voice as well as he had easily lost himself in the Kazama's seemingly always romantic touches and words towards him as he kept his eyes closed and leant into Jin's velvet lips that were just barely touching his own as they spoke to each other.

No other words about their recently decided trip and, ultimately, life choice were brought up at the moment as the two of them already knew that they were going to leave that same night without ever questioning otherwise, without ever looking back.

Their location set, their estimated time of departure decided, and the decision of the Kazama having to leave his job with the Mishima Zaibatsu being a firm agreement inside both men's mind, nothing else needed to be discussed as they kept their arms around the other while on that chilly roof of the company building where the setting sun ushered in a starry, beautiful nightfall for all to behold.

The other man was all either of them needed, and Jin knew no mental discord about his abrupt choice to abandon his vengeful company in favor of doing exactly what he had said he wanted to do – take care of Vega and worry about nothing else ever again.

Just the same, it had become crystal clear to the Spanish fighter a while back that, while he had originally entered into the King of the Iron Fist Tournament to win the money, what he had ended up with was much more valuable.

Jin had once promised him the world, but all Vega truly wanted…was Jin himself.

"…my strength…"Vega whispered slowly, meaningfully against Jin's lips, his words regarding the Kazama himself as he saw him, as he brought both of his hands up to each of his diamond-cut cheeks so that he may mimic Jin's own actions in cradling his lover's face as he opened his light-colored eyes and beheld the raven with so much affection, so much undying, undeterred love that it made time, this beautiful moment, seem to stop in between them.

"…my beauty…"Jin replied earnestly, reciprocating Vega's take on regarding the other as a piece of themselves that only they fit the mold, as he maintained Vega's endless gaze that, enhanced by the approaching nighttime, seemed to positively glow from the abiding darkness that served as only a welcoming, somber blanket to wrap around the two desperately infatuated men who knew nothing else than the joy they felt in their hearts because they finally were complete.

Author's Note: Ah-ha! The story is done now!!! See list below.

Number one: Sorry I almost killed Hwoarang lol.

Number two: Please review. I worked like a crazy person on PCP with these last two chapters and would greatly appreciate any insight you might have.

Number three: I was listening to a lot of weird music the whole time I wrote this…so forgive me if some parts just don't make any sense lolol. XD Thanks a bunch for reading my Tekken / Street Fighter story!