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“Unusual.” Chan says as he paces in front of hyunjin. “They say strange fascination, infatuation even, can drive a person crazy. Do you believe that, jinnie.” Hyunjin nod’s his head softly. A lunatic, that’s what people call him for falling for someone like chan, an immortal who hyunjin only thought exists in the books he has read and in the movies he has watched. “Call me what suits your taste,” he would always tell them, not paying any mind at the way they look at hyunjin as if he were crazy. What other people say does not matter to him anymore, all that matters is that he loves Chan, nothing more and nothing less.
“What’s wrong, baby?” the older asks, kneeling down to his level. “Are you cared of me?” He adds, his eyes glowing with a glint of red. His figure is being highlighted by the moonlight that peaks through the huge window of their shared bedroom, making it seem as if he’s glowing, reminding hyunjin that he really is an ethereal being, an immortal. And him? Just a fragile human being.
The younger shook his head no, while shifting on his place, already feeling the ropes biting against his skin and he loved it, drunk at the feeling of Chan’s hungry gaze on him. “Look at you, so pliant and obedient.” chan keens, running his hands through the other males messy hair. Hyunjin was already a mess with drool running down from his mouth to his chest, his lips red-bitten and swollen after Chan fucked his throat. “Please, need you now master.” Hyunjin whined out, his lips falling into a slight pout as his neediness starts to take over.
“You’re down on your knees, and you’re pleading,” the older says, clicking his tongue. “My head is just reeling.” He adds as he moves behind him, kneeling as he moves hyunjin’s hair to the side. “you look absolutely delicious looking like this, my love. I just wanna taste.” He says against his neck, nosing at the juncture that connects the youngers neck and shoulder, his cold touch making hyunjin shiver. “I've always heard it is what’s inside that counts. Am I right, angel?” Chan says, his fangs now elongating, scraping against the surface of hyunjin’s skin, wanting to just sink in his fangs and taste him.
“you ready?” He asks, his voice merely a whisper. Hyunjin nods, moving his head to the side to give the older more access. “Anything for you, master.” Hyunjin says pliantly, closing his eyes as he moans at the feeling of chan’s long fangs sinking into his delicate skin. Hyunjin can hear Chan groan from behind him, his eyes shut at the taste of hyunjin’s blood, that is now pouring down his own throat, some of the liquid dripping down past his shoulders.
Hyunjin starts to feel light headed and his mind is feeling fuzzy due to the loss of blood, the tell-tale sign for hyunjin to tap on Chan’s leg. He pulls out of his skin once he feels his taps, lapping up at the puncture wounds he gave to the other man, savoring every bit of blood as it seeps out.
“you taste amazing, baby. So obedient for me.” He says as he starts to undo the ropes, massaging his skin afterwards before he pics hyunjin up and sits him on their shared bed. “Look at me, you feel okay?” Chan asks with worry, hooking a finger under his chin. Hyunjin nods as his eyes meet with chan’s now golden orbs, beaming with new profound energy, and gave him a weak smile, leaning into his touch. His heart flutters at the olders concern, never changing even if they have done this a lot of times before. His lips are now stained with hyunjins blood with a few messy smears against his cheek, making the youngers raise his jelly like hands to move a few stray hairs from his beautiful face, a sight that hyunjin will never get tired of seeing.
“You know why I love you?” Hyunjin asks softly, his fingers trailing against hyunjin’s cold pale skin. “Why?” Chan asks, a smile gracing his lips as he looks at hyunjin with adoration in his eyes making him blush. “Because my insides are red, and yours are too and the red on my face is matching you.” Hyunjin says with a giggle, wiping the messy smears of blood from his place. “You’re silly.” Chan comments, pecking his lips quickly. “Goodness, you’re bleeding. Let me go get something to clean you up.” He says and hyunjin nods.
“What a wonderful feeling.” He sighs to himself, relishing into the feeling of the warm cloth against skin skin as Chan cleans him up, the feeling of being lightheaded reminds hyunjin of the feeling of getting high.
“The red means I love you.” Chan says as he cleans his neck, being extra careful around the puncture wounds. “Tasting your blood means I love you.” He adds as he thumbs on the wounds, loving how it left a mark on you. “Well, that’s a weird way for a vampire to say ‘I love you’.” Hyunjin said, making Chan chuckle. “I love you too, Channie. So, so much.”