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Grian was procrastinating building so Scar decided to help him. (he is making Grian work on his building.)

Scar is sitting on some of Grian’s shulkers, kicking his dangling legs as Grian flies around the building.

Scar is so hungry. 

His vex instincts demand to be satisfied. 

The thought of eating flesh excites something deep in Scar.

He is too lost in thought to realize Grian has walked over to him, taken off his red sweater, leaving him in just a tank top, as he digs through a shulker next to Scar for materials. He must have been getting too hot.

Scar watches his muscles work as he digs through the red shulker.

Oh how Scar would sink his teeth into those mussels, as blood pours into his mouth. Ripping the tasty flesh from its bone as his prey screams in terror and pain alike. 

The vex hybrid can feel himself salivating at the thought.

Scar’s instincts purr at the idea of pinning Grian down in the dirt, and ripping his stomach open as he pleads for Scar to stop.

He wants to dig is clawed hands into his mate’s viscera pulling them out, and chewing the delectable organs, snapping the avian’s finger off one by o-

“-car, are you even listening to me?” Grian says, snapping his fingers in front of the brown haired me, “I need you to move over, I can’t open that shulker.”

Scar snaps out his reverie, “oh sorry Grian.” he says, moving over from the white shulker he was on to the red one.

Grian rolls his eyes fondly before digging through the white shulker, “what’s going on in that head of yours Scar?”

Scar does not respond to the parrot hybrid, instead he is watching him with a hungry look in his eyes.

“Scar?” Grian says, closing the shulker and walking up closer to the zoned out man.

Scar’s eyes shine a pale blue, and he jumps Grian, pinning him to the ground by his shoulders.

Grian lets out a squawk of surprise as he lands on his wings.

Scar stares down at him with hungry pale blue eyes, his breathing heavy.

“Scar, what are you doing?” Grian asks, trying to push the taller man off of him.

Scar blinks the pale blue fading leaving his eyes their normal emerald green Grian loves so much.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me Gri.” Scar says, standing up, and messing with his hands, avoiding eye contact. He knew why he did it. He wanted to eat his boyfriend.

“It’s okay.” Grian says, “just scared me a bit mate.” 

Scar takes a shaky breath and sits back down on the shulker, eyes glued to his lap as Grian watches him.

“Hey, is something wrong?” Grian asks, crouching down in front of Scar, his wing moving into a heart shape on his back. 

He gently takes the man's chin in his hand, tiling his head up to look at his face.

Scar’s eyes look off to the side.

“You can tell me you know?” Grian says, “I’ll listen.”

“You would hate me.” Scar says.

“No I won't.”

“I want to eat you.” Scar says, eyes looking anywhere but Grian’s face, “like rip you apart, and just-” his breath hitches, but he continues speaking, “devour you, and I almost did.” he says, “I just almost did Grian.”

“Hmm.” Grian hum, clicking his before taking a quick breath, “and what if I was fine with that?”

Scar looks in his eyes and only sees honesty.

“What if I am fine with that, my love?” Grian says.

Scar swallowed, the urge to just jump Grian here and now is so strong.

“You would let me.” Scar says, “you would be in so much pain though.” 

“I am fine with that.” Grian says.

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The first thing Grian did after he started dating Scar was talk to Cub about Vex culture/customs.

One thing Cub said that stuck with the avian was “Scar may develop an instinctual urge to eat you alive. This might not happen,but if it does it could be from ignorable want, to uncontrollable need.”

So when Scar’s eyes shone a pale blue, and he jumped Grian, pinning him to the ground by his shoulders, Grian was surprised, but knew what was going on. He hoped.

A squawk escapes his lips as he lands on his wings, hard .

Scar stares down at him with hungry pale blue eyes, his breathing heavy.

Grian swallowed, “Scar, what are you doing?” he asks, trying to push the taller man off of him and confirm his suspicions.

Scar blinks the pale blue fading leaving his eyes their normal emerald green Grian loves so much.

Scar gasps, “I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me Gri.” he says, standing up, and messing with his hands, avoiding eye contact.

“It’s okay.” Grian says, “just scared me a bit mate.” he really thought Scar was going to shred him right there and then.

Scar takes a shaky breath and sits back down on the shulker, eyes glued to his lap as Grian watches him.

Grian takes a deep breath. Something is clearly wrong with his boyfriend, “Hey, is something wrong?” Grian asks, crouching down in front of Scar, his wing moving into a heart shape on his back. He gently takes the man's chin in his hand, tiling his head up to look at his face, gazing into the man’s beautiful emerald green eye

Scar looks away, and off to the side, avoiding eye contact with the parrot hybrid.

“You can tell me you know?” Grian says sweetly, “I’ll listen.”

A moment of silence before, “You would hate me.”

“No I won't.” the dirty blond counters.

Scar takes a deep breath, “I want to eat you.” he pauses, eyes looking anywhere but Grian’s face. He speaks again, clarifying what he said even though Grian understands what he means, “like rip you apart, and just-” his breath hitches, but he continues speaking, “devour you, and I almost did.”

’so I was right’ Grian thinks

“I just almost did Grian.”

“Hmm.” Grian hum, clicking his before taking a quick breath, “and what if I was fine with that?”

The surprised look on Scar’s face makes Grian smile, “What if I am fine with that, my love?” 

Scar swallows before speaking again, “You would let me?” he says, “you would be in so much pain though.” 

Grian’s mind is already made up. It has been since he started dating the vex hybrid, “I am fine with that.” 

-♡-

Grian leads Scar to the bathroom in his base. It will be much easier to clean, and he personally made sure the bath was long enough for him to lay at the bottom completely flat.

Scar is practically drooling as Grian leads him over to the bath.

Grian lets go of the taller man’s hand and takes off his tank top, setting it in the sink, along with his shoes and socks.

As he is plugging the bath Scar speaks for the first time in a few minutes, “aren't you-you going to remove your pants?”

“No.” Grian says, as he gets into the bath, “now, before you start mulling me, I have some quick rules.”

Scar nods eagerly, pale blue eyes wide with hungry lust.

“First, if I tell you to stop, slit my throat.” Grian says. Scar nods. “Second, you are not allowed to touch my wings until I’m dead. They are extremely sensitive. I might let you in the future, but not now.” Scar nods, taking a step towards Grian, “third and final. you're not allowed to eat anything covered by my trousers until I’m dead.” Grian says, “it makes me feel uncomfortable, but I might let you in the future. Emphasis on might .” he says, then lays down, the cool bath against his bare back, making his shiver.

Scar crawls in after him, straddling his hips, and sitting on his lap. His breathing is heavy and fast, showing he is barely controlling himself.

Grian take’s what will probably be his last deep breath in a while, “enjoy.”

In a quick as a flash, Scar is digging sharp claws into his shoulder, and ripping a piece of it out. Grian screams as pain floods him. Scar moans with delight as he chews on the hunk of flesh.

Grian tries to control his breathing as Scar chews a blissful look on his face.

-♡-

Scar is practically drooling as Grian leads him into his bathroom.

Grian lets go of the taller man’s hand and takes off his tank top, setting it in the sink, along with his shoes and socks. Scar want to jump him, and rip his flesh from his bones, but contains himself, as Grian plugs the bathtub, “aren't you-you going to remove your pants?” Scar asks, wondering why the short man has not taken off the dark colored pants.

“No.” Grian says, as he gets into the bath, “now, before you start mulling me, I have some quick rules.”

Scar nods eagerly, wanting to dig into Grian as quickly as possible.

“First, if I tell you to stop, slit my throat.” Grian says. Scar nods. “Second, you are not allowed to touch my wings until I’m dead. They are extremely sensitive. I might let you in the future, but not now.” Scar nods, taking a step towards Grian. He could just reach out and rip off Grian's arm from here if he wanted to.

“third and final. you're not allowed to eat anything covered by my trousers until I’m dead.” Grian says, “it makes me feel uncomfortable, but I might let you in the future. Emphasis on might .”

Scar’s body is practically trembling in anticipation. He crawls in after Grian. he straddles his hips, and sits on his lap. The brunet’s breathing is heavy and fast, barely controlling himself from ripping Grian’s throat out.

Grian takes a deep breath and says, “enjoy.”

Scar’s self control melts away instantly, as his instincts take control in a flood of blind euphoria. 

In as quick as a flash, Scar is digging sharp claws into Grian’s shoulder, and ripping a piece of it out. 

Scar distantly hears Grian screaming as he brings the piece of meat up to his mouth, biting into it with sharp teeth. A moan of delight leaves Scar’s mouth as the flesh of his mate’s body satisfies a part of the strong hunger.

How has Scar lived without the taste of his boyfriend’s flesh and blood on his tongue?

He has to have more of it.

The vex hybrid reaches out, pulling more flesh off the arm of his crying mate.

-♡-

All Grian feels is wave of pain after wave of pain as Scar dismembers his torso, eating the limbs.

Eventually there is nothing more to eat of Grian’s arms, so he slits a deep cut from Grian’s collar bone, down the center of his chest and his abdomen.

Tears slide down Grian’s face as pained whimpers escape his lips.

Scar cut a horizontal line at the bottom of the first, and one at the top, making a nice I shape.

Scar digs his claws into the top of the vertical cut, pulling a sharp gasp from Grian.

He goes down the cut, pulling skin and muscle alike away.

Grian screams pain filling his vision as Scar pulls .

Scar eventually stops, and Grian comes down from the high of pain, his vision allowing him to start to see again.

He has but two seconds to breath before Scar is pulling his entrails from his abdomen, and measly stuffing them in his mouth.

Grian closes his eyes as the vex hybrid gorges himself on his guts.

-♡-

‘Grian has started to get kinda pale.’ Scar thinks as he swallows the last bite of Grian’s liver, popping his ribs from his rib-cage, bringing them up to his mouth and taking bites out of the bone.

The hollowness of Grian’s avian bone gives the  rib a nice crunch , as he eats them.

Grian’s breathing is shallow and uneven, Scar notices as he eats the rib bone.

He looks into Grian’s eyes. They are unfocused and hazy with pain.

Scar sighs, putting the rib bone down. A live meal is better than a dead one, but Grian is basically dead, and it seems unnecessarily cruel to keep him alive.

The brunet leans down, pressing his lips to the dying man’s.

The dirty blond man below him blinks, and slowly locks eyes with the cannibal.

Scar smiles into the kiss, meeting no resistance, he deepens the kiss. 

His sharp teeth cut Grian’s lips, causing blood to spill into both men’s mouths. (much to the delight of Scar’s instincts.)

Scar gazes into Grian’s dark brown eyes, his clawed hand finding Grian’s throat as he kisses the man.

He digs his claws into Grian’s throat. Blood squirts out from the wound, covering Scar’s bare chest, and flowing down Grian’s neck, pooling in the tub below him.

Scar watches as the life fades from Grian’s eyes.

When blood stops pouring from the wound on Grian’s neck, Scar pulls away.

He looks down at Grian, pale, blood covered lips, his arms, blood stumps, and an empty gaping hole in his torso.

It brings an odd smile to Scar’s face, looking at his boyfriend covered in blood, and gore, all caused hy him.

He crawls off Grian’s dead body, and starts undoing his pants.

When the material is out of the way, he sinks his claws into the bird hybrid’s thigh, tearing off a chunk.

Be brings it up to his mouth, taking a bite of the flesh.

A perfect combination of muscle and fat that melts in Scar’s mouth.

Honestly there is not much meat on Grian’s bones though now that Scar thinks about it.

‘He should eat more.’ Scar thinks, ‘I’m going to make him some cookies.’ Scar resolves, as he tears off another piece of meat from Grian’s leg and eats it, making a delighted noise deep in his chest.

-♡-

Grian wakes up in his nest, with a sharp gasp, he sits up.

He breathes fast as he tries to calm his racing heart.

The avian swallows the metallic taste in his mouth, the memory of Scar’s bloody mouth kissing him, his blood covered tongue exploring the blond’s mouth, coming to him as he swallows the taste.

Once his breathing and heart has calmed down he removes the blanket from his legs. He throws them over the side of his nest, and finds a loose tee shirt.

He puts it on, and walks through his base, shoe less.

He finds the bathroom door shut, and he can hear the shower running.

The avian sits on the floor, his back to the door, and closes his eyes, waiting for Scar to finish his shower.

-♡-

Grian awoke when the bathroom door moved from behind him.

He makes a squawk of surprise as his back hits the floor.

Staring down at him is a grinning Scar, “well hello there birdy.” he says, as he steps over the avian, before crouching in front of the man as he sits up.

Grian stares at Scar.

Scar’s eyes are back to their normal shining emerald green.

Scar lightly takes his chin, pulling him into a soft kiss.