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Minho stumbled down the streets of Seoul looking for a human to quince his thirst. Hey, vampires get dehydrated too! Except this was not the issue for Minho, the issue for the troublesome vampire is that he liked blood a little….. too much. Most vampires didn’t exactly enjoy the taste of blood nor the texture, only indulging so they wouldn’t lose their strength. Minho however, was quite the opposite. While other vampires only drank the blood of a human when they felt the need to, Minho drank blood as if it were wine and he couldn’t get enough. Think of an alcoholic vampire if you will. So here he was, on the hunt for his third human just that day. Usually Minho could find humans to bite like you would find pennies lying on the sidewalk, but this night, his victim pool seems to have shrunken. As he wanders on still finding no one worth draining, he starts to think if he should just give up and go back home, after all, he’s definitely had enough to last him. Deciding to look just a little more as to not give up hope that easily, he continues on. This would usually be the moment where anybody else would’ve called off the hunt and gone home for that day, but not Minho. If Minho wanted something, or someone, he will stop at nothing to achieve it.
Still walking down the now empty streets of Seoul, he spots a boy out of the corner of his eye. A blonde man in the alleyway sat down smoking a cigarette. Well, it surely seems like the world is applauding him for pushing through, because this man had just walked himself into a rat trap for Minho. A dark alleyway? I must have impeccable luck Minho thought to himself. Minho walked closer to the boy making sure to stay out of his sight. As he observed the man, he couldn’t move his eyes off his face. His beautiful brown eyes shone in the moonlight falling down on them. His nose looks like it could’ve been hand crafted from Aphrodite herself. Snapping himself out of his gaze, he goes back to thinking how to execute his original plan. This original plan however…… it wouldn’t hurt to add an extra step right?
All vampires how different powers. Some have multiple, some only have one. Minho was gifted with teleportation, mind wiping abilities and hypnosis. One look into his eyes and you could wake up the next day in the middle of the Amazon Forest, or more to Minho’s liking, his bed. Minho decides he’ll pity the boy, after all it would be a shame to scuff that beautiful face wouldn’t it? Gathering his thoughts, he walks up to the boy.
“Hey, you got a lighter by chance?”
The boy looks up at Minho, ready to tell him to fuck off, instead he starts to feel star-struck looking into his eyes.
“Uh- yeah. Here.”
He hands his lighter to Minho. Minho takes it and holds onto it for a second, after all, he doesn’t smoke.
Minho looks down at they boy at smirks at him
“What’s your name?”
“Key-”
Suddenly the boy feels trapped in Minho’s eyes, frozen in place. Minho was used to this, after all this is just the effect he has on people. Leaning down to the boy’s level, right next to his ear he whispers
“Well Key, wouldn’t you like to go home with me pretty thing?”
Key, still stuck in a trance from Minho’s abilities, gives him an empty nod yes.
On the walk home, Key is pretty much staring a hole straight through Minho’s back. His head is empty, but he can’t seem to stop staring at the mysterious man. Luckily, Minho’s house isn’t that far away. Oh sorry, Minho’s mansion. Being alive for all these years means just that much more time to earn a pretty big salary afterall.
They arrive at Minho’s house shortly after. Minho welcomes the dazed boy in and invites him to the couch. After the boy gets settled, Minho decides he'll be nice and knock him out of his trance before his stare actually burns a hole through Minho’s stomach.
Snap!
Key looks around and he realizes he is no longer sitting in the alley way, and is instead laying on a couch in a house he has never seen.
“Where the fuck did you take m-”
“Shhhhh. Don't waste that pretty voice of yours just yet.”
Before Key can even think of a reply Minho has begun crawling on top of him. Finally, it's about fucking time Minho thinks to himself. Ready to finally get the reward for his wild goose chase. He leans into the boy while he's trashing trying to Minho off and seeps his fangs into his neck.
“What the fuck!! Get off of me!!”
Jesus, this Key dude must be a body builder with how much he's pitching a fit. In order to not be thrown onto the floor, Minho releases him for just a second to make eye contact with Key, sending him back into that endless trance. Minho leans back down to bite him again, only something unexpected happens
“Mmmh~”
......
Did he just moan? That's new…
Pleasantly surprised, Minho gets off the boy for a second. He decides to go ahead and get a glass of water for the boy for when he comes out of the trance. Minho leaves and comes back into the living room whe-
Does he have a…. BONER?
This has never happened to Minho. Nobody he has ever bitten, trance or not, has seemed to actually enjoy being bitten. And this is saying a lot considering you can commonly find Minho at… certain themed clubs.
What the fuck.
After noticing Key’s issue he takes a moment to examine the boy now that they aren't in the dark of the night, his eyes shining even more from the bright light of the chandelier hanging above them. Lost in thought fawning over the boy’s features he’s snapped out of it when Key speaks.
“Come backkkk”
What?
This boy has definitely lost his mind, Minho thought to himself. Have my powers developed a new side effect? Do they now come with a side of seduction?
Before Minho could come to a conclusion on what possible answer could be right here, Key suddenly sits up and pulls Minho’s shirt leading him to fall back on top of the boy. Minho sits there confused for a second, that is until Key looks at him with a seductive gaze and looks to the side, exposing his neck where he was previously bitten. Now looking at the bite mark he had left just minutes ago, Minho decides to bite him again. It's not exactly every day a human is asking a vampire to bite them willingly. Why not enjoy it while it does happen? Minho goes to bite Key once more, digging his fangs into the pale white skin of Key’s neck.
“Mmhh!”
Key still in Minho’s trance grabs him by the neck and goes to kiss him.
Oh. My. God.
There in front of Minho lays a boy with the face of a goddess leaning into to kiss him. Minho is perplexed. Instead of kissing him back, he decides to end the trance once more. Sucking blood without proper consent is one thing, he would quite literally die if he didn't, but this? This is an entirely different situation. Minho gets off the boy.
Snap!
Key suddenly jolts with awareness.
“What did you do to me?” He shrieks whilst rubbing his fingers over the trace of blood on his neck.
“Well you see I went to get you water and when I came back you uhh…” Minho looks towards Key's still strong as ever boner and then back at his eyes.
Confused, Key looks down and realizes the issue. Grabbing a pillow to place on his crotch, he screams at Minho
“You freak! Look away!!”
Scoffing, Minho catches him up to date on what he did while in his trance
“Me? Freak? It's not my fault I bit you and you moaned! And then you tried to kiss me! You're the freak!”
Key, looking horrified, finally realizes what happened
“Oh my god…. I think I mistook you for my ex..”
Okay this is definitely a bedroom thing Minho thinks to himself.
“Your ex used to bite you?”
Key now looking mortified in embarrassment shyly replies
“Yeah, it was a thing we did when we…”
“Uhh… You get what i'm trying to say”
Ex? So he's single then?
“You know, I didn't mind all that much”
Now walking towards the boy, Minho bends down and whispers in his ear
“Do it again for me pretty boy?”
Key looks over at Minho. Realizing he didn't get a good look at his face that he can remember he studies the strange man’s face, probably to report to the police later, but oh well. As he does he can't deny that Minho is unbearably handsome. Like, actor type handsome. Remembering his ex once more, he realizes it had been a hot minute since he had gotten any action. You know what. Why not? Not like this night could get any worse. He takes a cigarette out of his pocket and sticks it into his mouth.
“Will you pay me if I do?”
He goes to light the cigarette only to realize Minho has his lighter?
“Before I even consider it, give me my lighter back”
Minho both taken aback and now tempted to toy with the boy, hands him back his lighter.
“So you like fire too in the bedroom do you?”
“Ew.”
Key shoots him a look and then lights his cigarette. He hastily throws the lighter back to Minho, him barely being able to catch it. Key takes a puff and holds the cigarette in his hand.
“If I say yes, what will you do for me?”
Minho leaning in, only inches away from the boy’s face now replies in a quiet but seductive voice
“Anything you want and more.”
Key blushes momentarily. Minho being this close to him with that handsome face isn't exactly helping his “downstairs” issue he had forgotten about until now. Key thinks to himself, Okay, he is a literal fucking vampire, but he's a fine one at that. And besides, my ex could pretty much be considered a two faced monster, which has to be worse. If anything goes wrong, I'll burn him with the lighter and run.
“Sure, I'll accept your proposal”