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[uh-niran-really]

A friend requested that I write something for Vampire Symmetra and Cleric Lifeweaver so I wrote this for them! I enjoyed it so much I wanted to share it here! Enjoy!

Vampire Sym x Cleric Weaver

It had been months since his dearest friend had received the bite. Satya came to him in agony one night begging for help. He tried everything he could think off but in the end it was futile. She turned right in front of his eyes, her skin turning a dark grey, eyes shifting from the warm brown he loved so much to a deep red. She screamed in pain as he watched, there was nothing he could do. Her front teeth fell from her mouth, pointed fangs replacing them instantly. Niran watched in horror as her heart stopped beating, yet she stood, very much undead.

“Thirsty..” She had whispered. “So thirsty!”

Niran offered her some water, but she swot it away, instead grabbing his wrist to bite it. However, something inside her stopped her from doing so. She looked to her terrified best friend and dropped his wrist, opting to jump out of the window instead and run deep into the night.

She returned serval hours later covered in blood that wasn’t her own, tears in her eyes. She didn’t want to hurt anyone, but she was so thirsty, she felt like she was dying. Niran took her in his arms, holding her tight as she cried. He promised her he would do everything he could to rescue her from this.

Since then Niran has been working around the clock to find a cure, everything coming up too short. She mostly stayed put with him, wandering off occasionally. She had tried animal blood but found it had a weird taste, Niran wasn’t fond of animals being killed either so instead he opted to give her his own blood. Being a cleric he had access to draw his blood into vials, which he have to her when she was in need of feeding. She had become more affectionate with him lately, something he never complained about but he did miss the old her. She was different now, but he wouldn’t stop until he found a cure.

“Niran.. Thirsty!”

“You ran out of vials?” He turned to face her, her lust for blood becoming more apparent.

“Thirsty! I’m so thirsty! Niran!!”

“Okay okay, settle down dear. I’ll draw some more.”

He set about prepping his wrist by cleaning it and tapping the vein so the needle could get right in, before setting up his tools. She watched eager to feast, the thirst becoming too much.

“THIRSTY!”

“Satya, please be patient.” He smiled at her, eyes pleading for her to remain calm. He knew she couldn’t help it, but he also needed calm to focus. She sat on the table watching him, practically licking her lips.

“Why can’t I take it from you?!”

“We don’t know what that will do my love.”

“I won’t turn you Niran! I’m so thirsty!”

“I know, just give me a second to find a vial. I know I have more.”

She searched through draws and selves for a clean vial for his blood to go in, but found nothing. He considered slashing his wrist and have his blood drip into a cup for her to drink but she was already so crazed for blood, she might attack him for it.

“NIRAN!!” Her eyes were bloodshot and she was heightened by blood lust. “I NEED IT!!”

Niran knew what we happen if she didn’t get it. She’d leave and attack a poor defenceless human or worse, she’d attack an armed one, who might well kill her. A thought he couldn’t bear to imagine. With time running out and no vials in sight he did what any sane man would do and offered her his wrist.

“Take it.”

“Niran..”

“Satya, take it. I trust you. If you say you won’t turn me, then I trust you.” He smiled, gritting his teeth, waiting for the bite.

With little to no hesitation she grabbed his wrist and sunk her teeth into his flesh. Niran yelped in pain but the pain quickly subsided, turning into a fuzzy feeling, akin to pleasure. He deduced that Vampires must have an aphrodisiac effect when feasting, probably to stop their meal screaming in pain. He watched as she gorged herself on his blood, moaning as she took it. She always enjoyed the taste of his blood, she said it tasted floral and sweet. She seemed to be enjoying it fresh from his skin however and Niran worried she wouldn’t stop until she drained him dry, but to his suprise she let go wiping the blood from her lips, sighing and feeling full.

“Better?”

“Yes!”

“Good.” He cleaned and bandaged up his wrist, noting the two pinpoint pricks from her fangs. It would surely scar but he didn’t mind. She was safe and that’s all he cared about.

Once he was done tending to his wound she hugged him, nuzzling her face into his neck and sitting on his lap. She was so affectionate after feasting, he found it adorable. He didn’t mind holding her for a while, she was practically weightless now anyway. Slowly he pet her long satin hair as she squeaked in delight, appreciating him for all he did for her.

“I love you Niran.” She pulled away from nuzzling his neck, opting to stare into his golden eyes.

“That’s new. Usually you aren’t so obvious with your feelings. What changed?”

She shook her head at him smiling just enough to show vulnerability. Lately she has come to appreciate all Niran did for her during this time. He was always there for her when she was a human, but lately she came to realise that Niran cared for her enough to keep her safe and from harm. He risked a lot by doing so. She loved him for it.

“Nothing. I just noticed how much you want to keep me safe.”

“Of course! You’re my dearest friend. I adore you.”

“Friend..” She was a little disappointed by his choice of words. She was falling for him and now she has taken his blood directly, she was practically smitten. She hadn’t been a vampire very long, but she had determined that taking blood without killing was one of the most intimate things they could do. She wanted to keep him safe, to feed on him more. To have him like a sort of pet. Maybe a boyfriend or whatever humans called them. It had been so long since she thought like a human, her memory blurred and forgetful of what it was like before.

“Is that not what this is? Or am I now good to you Satya?” He chuckled, his laugh warm like the sun she could no longer see. It didn’t matter because Niran was her light now, that’s what his name meant anyway, so fitting.

“Not food. But mine.”

“I’m not going anywhere silly girl.” He pet her head again and she laid her chin on his shoulder, almost purring at the sensation. It was so blissful she could fall asleep.

“I love you Niran.” She said again, her heart almost feeling something. She swore it could beat.

“And I love you Satya.” He confessed, holding her in his arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep.