#mr crawling my beloved hes so cute and spooky

[kirishwima]

ok WHY has no one told me bout homicipher before like. excuse me?? horror game where you get to romance horrid creatures AND decipher language via visual recognition while doing so???? HELLO?????

[kpopyourcherryy]

Patient Confidentiality - (H/M)

A/N; Our third spooky smutty installment for our Halloween Smut festa, that was extremely delayed lol  Hopefully the wait was worth it~

Genre; Hella smut 

Length; 11,000+ words aka long af just like Xiumin’s d i c c

Kink(s); exhibitionism/public stuff, impact play, Daddy kink, a tad bit of blood play, etc

AU(s); Vampire!Au

    You pulled your sweater closer to your body to fight off the shivers that wracked your being. Mornings like these you often wished you were home, cuddled up to your cat reading through your grandmother’s old diaries. They were soft leather-bound books filled to the brim with your grandmother’s thoughts and spells. You were sure your beloved “Ma’s” soul was strung to those diaries, somehow. The pages lifted before your hand could move them. More often than not they would caress your palm as they turned, like small kisses. You should have bought one with you; it would have helped to pass the time.

    The automatic A/C unit made the ICU cold during the early morning. Your only company were the nurses making super early rounds and the humming of machines that wafted out of patient rooms. Lights more often than not were off as patients slept, sometimes you could catch the sound of a prayer.     Hospitals were a sensitive subject for you, you adored your work as a nurse, being surrounded by the flow of so much energy invigorated you. Still, there were the times when death’s icy cold fingers would rub down your spine teasingly as it went to claim one of the patients. You frowned at the thought of death. How many times had you felt that tickle across the nape of your neck or felt the air go still?

    You eyed the clock wearily as the hand struck 7:00 AM. You rolled your neck searching for the source of its stiffness. You’d been sitting for too long. You rose from your chair at the nurse's station and proceeded to walk the floor. The fluorescent lights that lined the hall buzzed, echoing in your ear, a reminder of the emptiness.     The whiteness of the walls was blinding- making your eyes ache. A small pain started behind your eyes as you continued peaking your head in and out of patient rooms, checking charts and doing vitals.  Most of the time patients responded well unless they were having an "altered mental state" moment.  Even then, most of them were polite, just a bit stubborn about remaining still and receiving medication.

    You sighed as you came upon room 722. You loved your job. Honestly, it fulfilled you in ways hard to describe in words, but sometimes, you struggled. This particular patient was cantankerous, jaded as if he'd lived a thousand lifetimes even though he was only 28. You had to psyche yourself to see him every time you came to his room. The sliding doors opened to reveal him sitting in the recliner. The clunky dialyzer buzzed, signaling its completion of therapy. You masked up and threw on a  sanitation gown and gloves.

    "Mr. Kim, your dialysis is over. I'm going to remove the tubes and seal up your permacath, alright." He nodded and pulled the blanket down to reveal tubing in his chest.  He hated the cold feeling of his blood draining out of his body and reentering it. The shivers that came with being treated for his failing kidneys often reminded Minseok of the months before his hospitalization.  He’d been living it up, albeit it in a cliche manner. A young investment banker, with too much money and too little morals, was a bad combination.     The liquid lunches, energy drinks and a preexisting condition he had no knowledge about had brought him here. It was gradual. Unlike all the ��fun” diseases, he didn’t suddenly pass out in the street. His strength and vitality melted from his body day by day. His bones grew heavy and his face gaunt. Minseok recalled the day he was admitted into the damned ICU. He came for what he presumed was a stomach bug. The attendants took blood and urine, everything  was “normal.”  When they came back they all but stripped him of his clothing at told him he wasn’t going anywhere soon. So here he sat, three weeks and nine sessions later still hoping that his kidneys would make a rebound.

    The cute nurse that handled the tubes in his chest often made him laugh over the course of the past week. Granted, it was more often than not at your expense. Minseok could admit, he was grouchy and sluggish from all the medication and often took it out on you. You were never around when he was decent enough to apologize for his actions, so your dynamic consisted of his slurred and sarcastic words and your ‘hmms’ of nonchalance. Your unyielding patience with him made Minseok want to test you. He pouted and refused to listen at times just to see how much you could take. It was a dick move, yes, but it gave such great entertainment until he could be let go from this hell hole.

    With great care and patience, you unhooked him from the machine making sure all his clamps were closed before you sanitized the area on his chest and seal him back up. It took you some time to get the seal to lay flush against his chest.

“Aren’t you a little touchy there, Nurse,” Minseok teased. At least he wasn’t wallowing about being in the ICU today.

“You wouldn’t know what to do with ‘touchy’ so I think it’s best we stop here. Don’t you think?” The mask muffled your sarcastic words.

    As Minseok readied a response, the doctor walked in, surrounded by a plethora of new residents. They followed Dr. Byun like little ducklings chattering amongst themselves. The doctor spoke about how hemodialysis worked, how in Minseok’s particular case his kidneys were not completely gone, they still gave output just not enough. The two of you watched as she explained all of this and then some. You noticed one resident off to the side, the way he looked beyond his professor and at Minseok’s chest was different, to say the least.     The longer you stared, the more you began to notice things that were off about him compared to the others. He was pale, not like the usual Korean pale, but sickly, almost dead, pale. Something about him gave you chills, and he just seemed to have lived for millennia already- his soul was old despite his body remaining young. As Dr. Byun went on with his explanation in the next plan for treatment to get Minseok up and out of here, your eyes widened when you watched the young man's eyes change from their deep rich brown to the iciest shade of grey.

    The extraordinary sight caused your heart to feel as if it had stopped altogether, he must’ve known you had seen him though because his eyes peeled of Minseok and onto you. He gave you this look as if he already knew what you were as well. Motioning towards the door, the young man silently told you to follow him as he suddenly dipped out of the room.     Your eyes followed him out, but before you left you said your goodbyes as the doctor and her residents took their own leave, as well as made sure your patient was comfortable.

“Where are you going?” Minseok jeered as you poured him a cup of water, his eyes looming over you while that toothy smirk sprawled across his face. “Let’s finish our conversation.”

    With a small shake of your head, you handed him the plastic cup while rolling the small bedside table beside him. “I need to go finish my rounds, Mr. Kim-” You replied, “Make sure you stay seated for a little longer before you stand, and remember to press the call button if you need anything else.”

    Minseok scoffed, rolling his eyes at your professionalism while flashing that still adorably handsome grin of his. “Alright, alright, Ms. Y/n.” He playfully retorted, “Go do your business, but once you’re done, you better get back over here and have dinner with me.”  

    You walked out, eyes scanning for ‘young’ resident when a hand shot out and grabbed you by the shoulder. Its grip was absolute and unmoving.  

“Nurse Y/N, a pleasure,”  A lilting voice whispered into your ear.      Your eyes hardened at the sound, it was sickeningly sweet. He was trying to glamour you. You let your shoulders relax and your breathing slow as if he’d succeeded.  His grip loosened as he turned you around to see his handiwork. The smirk on his face dropped as you hemmed him against the wall. A speedy and powerful incantation had him bound until you decided otherwise.

“That wasn’t very nice of you… Resident Eunwoo,” You read off his tag, “How may I help you?”

    The smirk that previously melted from his face returned and grew into a full-blown grin. He fought against the binding as he stared you down, “You’re much more powerful than I would have imagined, Sweetling.” His words made your skin crawl, but they were all the confirmation you needed.

    He looked beyond you back toward Minseok’s room, “He’s going to die, you know. His kidneys aren’t the only problem, there’s a hole in his heart, too tiny for any machine to notice.”

    His warning had your heart dropping inside your chest. Part of you wanted to deny it, but you knew the powers of his kind.  “How-” You muttered, your voice trailing off as you released an elongated sigh, “How long does he have?”

    The vampire shrugged, devilishly grinning- knowing he just struck a nerve. “It’s hard to say.” He smoothly replied, still struggling against your spell. “But if you let me go, I’ll tell you. I might even feel grateful enough to save him.”

Save him…      Your eyes glimmered at his little suggestion, “Really?” You asked, watching as Eunwoo just simply nodded in response. Just as you were about to give in, you guard heightened once more. You remembered your grandmother's warnings when it came to bloodsuckers- they were tricksters, liars. They’d promise you anything your heart desired if it meant they could get what they want. 

    Immediately, you strengthened your intent on your incantation- tightening the hold you had on him, “How do I know you’re not lying? How do I know that the moment I let you go, you won’t just bolt out of here?”

“Look, little Miss Y/n,” Eunwoo scoffed, rolling his changing eyes at your rude assumption, “I don’t know how many others like me you’ve encountered, but by the look in your eyes I’ll assume I’m the first.” His words were cold and stern as he spoke, the playful glint he had in his eyes turned dull, “I don’t go back on my word. You let me go, and I’ll tell you how long the poor sap has- I’ll even let you watch me turn him.” 

    That smile of his returned as he saw your tension ease away at his words. “All I have to do is take some of my blood and put into his IV.” He added, knowing that an explanation of the process would comfort you a bit more than just his promise. “It’s a slow process. First, his body will begin to heal- the hole in his heart will close, then his kidneys will rejuvenate. After the healing process, he’ll begin to experience the side effects of turning- sun sensitivity, mood swings, insatiable hunger or a lack of an appetite…”

    You had to think about this wisely- were you really going to change a man’s entire life, just to save it? “When will he turn com- completely?” You asked.

“Five days.” Eunwoo simply replied, “Five days max. He’ll be a new man, but he’ll be dangerous. His new hunger for blood will consume him and the rage that will weave with it will make him want to devour anyone- and you won’t be an exception.”

    Though you still had your doubts about him, he didn’t seem to have anything to gain from lying. As you gradually lifted his bind, the vampire crossed his arms over his chest. 

“Good, you trust me.” He hummed, “Now, are you sure you want to know?”

    Immediately, you nodded before nervously running your fingers through your hair, “Tell me, that was our deal.”

    Eunwoo nodded, sighing as he turned his eyes to the floor for a split second before glaring back down at you. “I’d give him a week, maybe less.” He began, his tone becoming apologetic the more he spoke. He could feel this odd spiritual connection you seemed to have with the sickly man, and due to living a long life of outliving those he had grown fond of, he pitied you. “His heart is too weak now, and his body is beginning to fail him- even more so than before. He won’t respond to any more treatments. What is the use of dialysis if the blood is already dead?”

    A confused look made its way onto your face. Blood wasn’t “alive.” Sure it was the life source but it didn’t do anything spectacular on its own.  You considered putting the binding back on him but the look  Eunwoo’s eyes spoke the truth. There were some things that couldn’t be explained by science, you of all people knew that.

“Okay..” You said with a huffed breath while nodding, your mind wandered as you thought about your patient. “When do you want to…” Your voice trailed off, “When do you want to do this? When do you want to turn him?” 

    The resident moved his arms from his chest down, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his white coat. “We can do it tonight- while he’s sleeping.” He responded, that smirk dissipating the more serious the conversation became. “No one can know except for the two of us, and him once the process is done. Before he turns completely, we’ll need to get him out of the hospital. His hunger and the need to feed will turn him completely ravenous. He’ll kill doctors, nurses, patients- anyone- to satisfy it. He’ll need to be somewhere far away from the city and secluded.”

Overthinking wreaked havoc inside your mind as he continued- What if you two weren’t able to get him out on time? What if someone caught y’all moving him? How would you even go about explaining it? Oh yeah, we just turned him into a vampire and he has only a day or two to leave the hospital before he turns into a ravenous beast.

“How?” You simply asked, “How would we move him with him lucid and without being caught?”

    Eunwoo pressed his lips together, becoming lost in thought for a moment before looking as if a light went off in his head. “We won’t- well he won’t be lucid. We’ll need to sedate him, mildly at least just so he won’t remember the way out of the city and find his way back somehow after he’s turned.” He explained, clicking his tongue. “But we can get him out through the stairway towards the back of the hospital, I heard it’s been unused for a couple years now, plus it’ll be the quickest way to get to either your or my car.”

    You knew the stairwell he spoke of; it was roped off after the remodeling started a couple years back. They’d just abandoned it along with the old South Wing.  That part of the hospital had always been a maze of hallways and hidden rooms. As long as you moved fast, the two of you could get Minseok out.

“Wait, who is to say he wants any of this? Maybe he would rather die.” The thought brought tears to your eyes. You didn’t want him to pass but if it’s what he preferred then letting it happen would be for the best.

“That human in there wants nothing more than to live,” Eunwoo quelled your fears. “If you are so unsure, ask him yourself. Just let me know before lunch tomorrow”  The air was pregnant with Eunwoo’s words as he sauntered off, disappearing behind the doors that led out of the ICU.

    Minseok watched as you left his room to follow behind that sickly looking resident. He wondered what you could be talking about with a schlep like him. The green haze of jealousy fell over his eyes as his mind raced over the possibilities.  He’d hoped you weren’t dating the resident. Minseok has seen enough hospital dramas to know that one of you would end up dead or a nasty split would happen. The chartreuse monster on his shoulder hoped the latter.     He watched as you made your way back into his room with a crestfallen expression. You quickly grabbed a rolling chair and seated yourself in front of him. Your beautiful features were marred by the nervousness that clutched you.

“Mr. Kim, there is something important that I need to speak with you about. It pertains to your health,” The shakiness in your voice remained relatively hidden in your professionalism. “I doubt they actually got you the forms before snatching you up here but I wish you speak with you about your options.”  

Minseok’s eyebrows arched in confusion, “What options?”

    You licked your lips, a cold sweat started down your back.  You weren’t lying per se but you weren’t telling him the whole truth of what he would become. Still, you needed some sort of answer from him. “I’m afraid to say this, but..” You began, your tone steadying out though it remained sorrowful. You wanted to tell him everything right then and there, but you knew if you did he’d laugh you off. 

    Grabbing one of the chairs from the little bedside table, you dragged over to the spot in front of him before taking a seat. You hated, despised, giving patients news such as this, but it was necessary you did for you allowed Eunwoo to go on with the plan, “I’m sorry, but I- we aren’t sure if treatments will work on you anymore..”

    The usually playful man’s expression became stone, his heart dropped at your words. He couldn’t die- no, he couldn’t. There were too many things he wanted to do- so many things he wanted to accomplish. “But- But, Doctor Byun just sounded so hopeful... H- How could things seem to be beginning to look up and suddenly just come crashing down like this? I don’t understand...” He stuttered out, his voice cracking as he battled with the tears that began to tease his eyes. “Am I going to die, Y/n?”

    An audible gulp emanated from you as your voice seemed to be clogged in your throat. You couldn’t say much, so through your silence, you just offered him a simple nod. “But..” You finally said as you tried rationalizing you and the resident’s plan. “But there’s an experimental treatment, I can try to get it to you- but I need to know…”

“You need to know what!?” Minseok nearly shouted, scooting to the edge of his seat as he instinctively intertwined his hands with yours.

    You could feel the blood rush to your cheeks, not only from his sudden show of affection- whether it was intentional or not- but his gestures silently confirmed his desire to live. “I know it may be a stupid question, but do you want to live?” You asked, though you knew the answer. “The drug is experimental, but..”

    Again he cut you off, eagerly nodding as his grasp on your hands tightened. “Of course I do!” He replied, using whatever strength he had to pull you near. Once you were close enough, he rested his forehead against yours while his thumbs grazed your knuckles, “I don’t want to die, Y/ n.. I’m not ready yet..”

“I know..” You airily replied as a soft sigh slipped past your lips. “I’m going to try to help you as much as I can, okay?”

    The two of you stayed there, just as you were for a moment longer; the complete emotional distress you both seemed to be under only brought you closer, even if it were only for the time being. Your heart really ached for him, because though he was so successful and so young- he seemed to have been missing something. He had to have, you could feel that void he carried with him.

    Slowly, you moved away from him, reluctantly retracting your hands from his as you stood from your seat. “Where are you going?” He asked, peering up at you with this saddened glint in his eyes that made him look like an injured animal. It felt as if he were silently begging you to stay, to not leave him alone.

    You offered Minseok a sweet reassuring smile as you gently rubbed the backs of his hands, “I’ll be back later, okay?” You replied, “I promise, but I need to talk to the doctor in charge of the medication. Are you sure you want this though?”     The question that left you had you feeling like such a fraud. You lied through your teeth, speaking about the vampiric virus as if it were a simple vaccine- asking him if it were what he wanted though he no clue about what was really about to happen to him.

    Minseok watched you go with a doleful expression. Your back looked tense as you scurried from the room. He thought of what you’d just told him. Being here in this damned room wasn’t worth shit if it the “ treatments weren’t working.”  Four hours of his life were taken three times a week here.     While it may sound like a pittance to some, it meant the world to Minseok. He could think of a million things he’d rather do, like getting to know the nurse a little more...intimately. You consumed all of his waking thoughts for the past few days. He’d grown quite attached to you in a short period of time.  You always smiled so wide and genuinely, even if he could only see the outline beneath the mask you wore while changing his bandages... The contour of your neck was so artful to him as it slid down into your shoulder.

    You made your way around, spoke to patients and families, tried your best to get your work done. The pitiful look on Minseok’s face was burned into your eyelids. How are you supposed to do this to him? What was going to happen?       Eunwoo has been more than brief in his explanation. There was a possibility that your grandmother’s grimoire had information on it. The book was placed in a special case hidden under your bed. You hadn’t touched it since she passed. Your mind’s eye conjured an image of the small case and the book inside. It was thick, bound in inky black leather. The pages, yellowed with age, were filled with the promise of magic and power. You could hear the crinkle of the paper, the smell of ink-stained parchment filled your nose. Yes, there would be something in there, even the smallest details would help.

    The day shifted into the afternoon and melted into the evening. You could see more and more stars popping into existence. The translucent moon became more opaque as the sun began to sink below the horizon. Your shift was coming to a close and your feet hurt. The throbbing in your legs became unbearable and a pained moan slipped through your lips.

“What a pretty sound. You should be careful about making them so freely.” Eunwoo seemed to appear from nowhere as he joined you at the Nurse’s Station.  His coal black eyes shimmered with amusement. “Tell me, Witchling, what has the mortal said?”

    You thought back to the conversation you had with Minseok. You felt the aching will to live that radiated off him as he tightly held your hands. ‘I don’t want to die’ His words rang through your mind as you stayed there silent for a moment longer. “Do it..” You faintly replied, sighing as you began sorting through files and paperwork that scattered your station. “He wants to live, just as you said. And if he wants to live- then he should..”

    Eunwoo nodded in agreement, smirking as his eyes crawled over you. “Very well then,” He politely replied, resting his intertwined hands on top the counter. “You know, Miss Y/n, you’re quite nice on the eyes.” Taking a deep inhale at the air around you, an impish smirk painted across his face. “You smell heavenly as well. It’s so very tempting.”

    You felt your chest tighten at his words, and instinctively you kept your eyes glued to the extensive paperwork. “I suggest you don’t say things like that.” You huffed, “I’ll put you another bind on you, but it won’t be as gentle as my last one.”

    Your little warning earned you one of his soft chuckles. Running his fingers through his brunette hair, he nodded, “I’m sure you will,” He hummed, “Such a feisty little witchling, aren’t you?”

“Bet your tall ass I am.” You wittily responded while putting each paper in its correct file. “So tonight?” You asked, keeping your voice monotone despite the previous joking around.

    Eunwoo’s face hardened and all traces of teasing left his face. “Yes, here is the syringe with my blood in it.” He placed it in your palm, the scent of iron still clinging to it.     Despite the thick plastic, you could feel the warmth of Eunwoo’s blood sitting inside.  Staring at the vial there was something off about it. You’d handled many blood bags in your days but they felt as “heavy” as the syringe in your hand.

“Careful witchling, that’s not human blood. My kind may drink from others but yours have too much fun. Blood Magic, powerful shit,” Eunwoo jabbed.

    He was right but you’d never even thought to dabble in that, especially without a proper teacher. Still, the blood sung out to you. It whispered tantalizing promises and made the hair on the nape of your neck stand. You pocketed the syringe and tried to forget about it as the night wore on. Some patients were moved to lower floors, others had some minor aches and pains, overall a quiet evening.     You watched as the clock struck seven for the second time that day, gathered your things and clocked out. Officially, you were gone, everyone “saw” you leave and said their goodbyes. A little bit of work and a glamour of your own left you virtually invisible.  Now you were just another faceless attending nurse.

    You went to check on Minseok to find him peacefully sleeping sprawled out in bed. Your eyes drifted to the permacath in his chest. It was covered in layers of sanitized cloth and tape. The lump of protection was visible beneath his gown as it stood proudly on his chest. Even in the sickly artificial light of the room, his cheeks were still flushed. You wondered how he could be so lively even though he was dying.      Stealthily, you crossed the room and lay your palm on his forehead. He was warm and fleshy like all people were. You’d expected death to already have its grips around Minseok. 

    He stirred, soft moans leaving his mouth. You froze, afraid he would wake before you were ready. As he settled down again you closed your eyes and let tingle in your fingertips move into your palm. Tendrils of magic left your hand and sank into him, searching for the sickness inside. The feeling of death swaddled you as you continued to “feel” your way around. It was clear that he was dying but it still felt too ambiguous. Eunwoo has told you the truth, there was a tiny hole in his heart and his kidneys were definitely failing.     Your eyebrows furrowed, there was something else you were missing! It came to you a strike of lightning. It was his blood. Eunwoo’s words from earlier struck you. Minseok’s blood was dead, there was no mana in it. His body was simply acting as a machine, soon enough it would break down.

    You drew your hand away from him, shaken by your revelation. The pounding of your heart deafened you to Eunwoo’s entrance. “Y/N?” He softly called out to you, his tone littered with concern.

    You looked over to where he stood by the entrance, staring you down. His normally gaunt face softened in concern. The syringe in your pocket felt like boulder holding you in place.

“I’m okay. Let’s get this done.” Your voice was scratchy as if you hadn’t used it in centuries.

    The vampire strolled to the other side of Minseok’s bed pulling a bag of blood from his coat pocket. He set the IV up; soft beeps from the machine felt like blaring horns going off around you.  Eunwoo reached across the bed to show an outstretched palm.

“My blood, please.” He chuckled at the irony of the statement. “How rare it is that a vampire asks for his own blood?”

    You gripped the syringe with a sweaty palm and thrust it into his hand.  Using a port on the bottom blood bag Eunwoo inserted his own. You could sense a difference, although there was no outward change. You imagined how his blood cells would ‘infect’ the bag, gobbling up the others cells and spitting them back transformed. You watched as blood rushed down the tube and flowed into Minseok’s arm.  The pounding of your heart returned tenfold.

    As Eunwoo finish injecting every last bit of his blood into the bag, he quickly put the needles protective cap back on and shoved it into his pocket. “He might seem to experience a little discomfort as my blood travels begin to travel through his veins.” He warned, seeing and feeling the anxiety that riddled you as Minseok began to toss and whimper. “It’s normal, and you may want to help him, but there’s nothing you can do- you just have to allow him to ride the pain out.”

One Month Later…

    Every day since that fateful encounter with Eunwoo- since you two turned Minseok, you slowly stopped going to work altogether after the two of you were able to safely get Minseok out of the hospital.     You remembered the lengthy drive up a winding road that led to a beautiful three-story house that was nearly completely made of glass and charcoal colored bricks. Then as Eunwoo helped get him into the house, you remembered just sitting with him while he laid on the couch until he woke up. His bloodshot eyes worriedly fixated on you after hurriedly glancing around his unfamiliar surroundings, but before you or he could say a word- Eunwoo ushered you out.

“You need to go now,’ He commanded through his sweet tone, “Once he fully turns, you won’t be safe. I’ll be here to make sure he doesn’t do anything drastic and I’ll explain everything that’s happening to him. So don’t worry, okay?”

    You speedily made your departure, sure not to look back as Minseok called out for you. The air around the cabin was tumultuous energies clashing, merging and falling apart again. You ran for the car shaky hands clutching the wheel as you drove off. You flew through the night back to your apartment, unsure of what would happen next. 

    Trembling you reached beneath your bed, to find your grandmother’s grimoire. You urgently flipped back and forth desperate to know something about what was happening so many miles away.     Your eyes ate the yellowed pages filled with charts and entries as you sat on your with knees bent on the floor for hours; drinking in all the information you could fathom. When you’d finally found the entry on blood exchange and vampires a sob broke free of your mouth. Your back ached from leaning over so long, your eyes reddened and tired were ready to close. You made note of the section and dragged yourself to bed.

    From that evening onward, you kept studying vampires and blood transfer, even a little bit of Blood Magic. Eunwoo hadn’t been lying, it was some powerful shit. It took immense concentration to complete the smallest of rituals and even those came with a hefty price.

    You sat in the center of your bed grimoire spread out, the pages flapping happily at being used again, with your laptop seated in your lap. Over the past month, it had become a comfort of sorts. Magic spilled from its pages saturating you and the bedroom creating this synergy and peace throughout you and your place.     As you continue to study, the sudden ringing of your phone drew you from you stroll down memory lane. You reached, squishing your laptop between the bed and your body to reach the device. The name that appeared on screen made all the color drain from your face.

“H-Hello, Eunwoo. How may I help you,” You asked primly.

    You could hear the strain in his deep chuckle on the other end of the line. “Now Y/N, don’t treat me like such a stranger. We’ve got a history together, you know. I was so sad to hear you’d ‘departed’ from the hospital.”

You cleared your throat, “Um, yes.  Well, these things happen. May I ask why you called?”

“Oh let's drop the falsehoods, Witchling. Your man is out and about, control hanging by the smallest thread. I’ve called to warn you. Don’t go anywhere near the hospital. We’ll talk later.” Eunwoo’s clipped voice and the subtle beep signaled the end of that conversation.

    Your eyes widened at the information you were just given. If he was ‘out and about’ already then he was looking to feed.       Frantically, you turned to the grimoire hoping that you’d misremembered a passage or two about the given situation. The book sensing your panic fluttered and flipped trying its best to help you get to the information faster. Tracing the words with your finger you reread the passage:

‘Newly-turned vampires will look to feed on the blood of a human or those of the “Other” after about a month's time. These creatures of the night, born again will fixate on either the scent of their beloved or will find the nearest being that suites their taste. In rare occasions, they will hunt for one who initiated their turn as they are the last human memory garnered before turning. A warning to this individual, lest you be “Other” and ancient it is best to avoid the newly turned beast. They are mercurial and volatile.’

    You sat back, biting your chapped lips. You didn’t know how but you knew he was looking for you. If he was skulking around the last place he really saw you, then that had to be it, right? That was what you reasoned with yourself. The time read 5:56pm on your laptop you’d since thrown to the side.     With a hefty sigh, you tossed yourself back onto your mattress- rubbing your temples as you pondered on what you should do.

    Minseok growled as your scent continued to fade. He followed it as far as he could, but couldn’t seem to track you anymore. “Where the fuck are you, Y/n?” He snarled to himself as he stalked around outside of the hospital, trying his hardest to find even a whiff of your sweet scent again. “Why are you hiding from me?” Kicking a broken branch out of his way, he went on. There had to be a place you would’ve gone to- your home, but where was it?

    The vampire bared his teeth as he thought back, trying to regain any of his memories while he was still human though it was futile, the last memories he had of you were the days that he remained in that blasted hospital until he woke up with you beside him- in that house, he preferred to call a prison, then as you left without even turning back.     He needed to find you. He wanted to taste just how sweet you really were, his hunger would be insatiable until he found you.

    As he started towards the parking lot, movement caught his eye. Immediately, he ran towards it, hoping it was you, but as he came to a halt- he realized it wasn’t.      He stood a good distance away and looked the woman up and down, comparing her frame to yours. She wasn’t you, but he was starving. His mouth watered as he smelt her blood while it flowed through her body. A crooked grin grew on Minseok’s face as he stalked toward her. He made sure his steps were light, unintimidating in the darkness. 

The vampire came upon her and grasped her shoulder gently. “Excuse me, Miss. I believe you dropped something,” his voice hid his dark intentions. 

    The young woman turned, large eyes wandering over Minseok’s face. He’d charmed her without a glamour, feline features drawing her in. She didn’t know who this strange man was but she could feel her blood pump faster and move south.

“Um, what was it? My ID?” She asked mousily. 

    Minseok could read her like a book. The arousal spilling off her smelled like warm, spiced vanilla. Her pupils were blown out and her heart was about to jump from her chest.

    Gently he placed a fallen strand of hair behind her ear. Her heart beat even faster. It seemed to Minseok she liked ‘classical’ romance.  A small closed-mouthed smile sat on his lips. This would be over quickly.

“I’m sorry,” he started, “you didn’t drop anything I just wanted a chance to speak with you.”

    The young lady nearly fainted. Never had a man come to her in such a way and never one as gorgeous the one in front of her. His steadying hand in her waist made her blush all the way down to her chest. Ready to respond she looked up into his eyes only the struck silent at their beauty. Suddenly she would give her life for him. Do anything he asked.

    Minseok’s stomach cramped in pain as he sold her honied words. He didn’t have the time to ‘court’ her so he decided to use his new built-in cheat. When their eyes met he glamours her. He caressed her delicate face, fingers drifting to her neck where her pulse thrummed beneath his fingers.

“Good girl, now stay still,” a hand tangled in her hair to give better access to the juncture of her throat and shoulder.

    Your legs pumped as you ran from the hospital into the parking lot. Minseok wasn’t in the building but he was definitely near. You’d managed to dip and dodge Eunwoo who would have surely told you to return home. Your head whipped left and right looking for any sign of the “man” you’d once treated. A little ways off to the left you could make out two forms, a man and woman. They seemed to be having a conversation. You initially disregarded it, thought it to be a regular couple as you continued to search.

    Biting your lower lip in complete and utter frustration, you moved down the parking lot- going little ways past the couple before you decided to shout. Maybe if I call- or he hears my voice, he’ll come to me instead.

“Minseok!” You shouted into the tense air that surrounded you and leaked into the parking lot. “Min- Minseok, it’s me. It’s Y/n! I heard you were looking for me!”

    The vampire’s head shot up before he could indulge himself. You enticing scent and melodic voice invaded his senses. Without a second guess, he pushed the young woman onto the floor. “Sorry, love-” He snarled as she slowly came out of his trance. “-The one I’ve been looking for is here.”

    He carelessly stepped over her legs as he took in your smell- following it until the middle of the parking lot. Your decadence enraptured him as his glowing orbs rested on your worn out converse before traveling up your shapely legs.

“Finally..” He purred, a primal smirk rested on his face as his gaze locked with yours. “Where have you been, my sweet?” He lowly asked, strutting over to you slowly then suddenly closing the gap between the two of you. “Are you afraid of me now? Are you afraid of the monster you created?”

    His rumbled words had you shivering and the odd warm iciness that radiated off him as he neared had you on edge.     Taking a step back, you shook your head; keeping eye contact with him. “No- No I’m not..” You stuttered, gulping as he once again closed the gap but this time he swiftly wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you close. “But I’m going you to need to come home with me okay? I can help you, I can help you live a normal life- just come with me..”

    You pat at his chest as you tried to calm the thumping in your own. His grip tightened around your waist, held you against the steel plate of his chest. Fear ate its way through you, all the time you’d put into learning meant little to nothing in this moment.     Your throat constricted as you looked past Minseok to the young woman passed out on the ground. She was safe as long as you kept his attention away from her. You contemplated whether being a martyr was ever truly worth it. Here in this moment to save not only her but Minseok you decided it was the right thing to do. You relaxed in his grip and steeled yourself for the inevitable.

“Am I not interesting enough for you, Y/N?” The irritation in Minseok’s voice was clear. He saw the way your eyes emptied out as you looked beyond him, sucked into your own world. He snarled in indignation.  

    The dim lighting of the parking lot made it the perfect setting for him to take you. He snatched your hair and pulled your head sideways exposing the expanse of your throat. Without touching or tasting he could tell the skin there was supple, his fangs would sink into you delectably.     A low hiss slid out of Minseok’s mouth, your pulse jumped just below your skin so prettily. The vampire bent his head and swiped his tongue over your neck. The tingle of magic on his tongue made him groan low in his throat.

“Y/N, just what are you?”  Minseok panted as he nipped over your collarbones. The taste of your skin was intoxicating and entrancing. He wanted to lick at all the parts of you still covered and to drain all the blood from your form. He reasoned that he could accomplish both feats if he played his cards right and controlled himself.

    His hot breath whispering over your chest made your eyes flutter shut. The urge to give in and let him have his way was overpowering as he continued to tug at your hair. The heated kisses and languid licks he trailed over your skin made you thob. His fangs scraped against your throat leaving rising welts behind. The thought of how his fangs would sink into your neck, blood filling his mouth made a small moan burst from your lips.     You knew he wanted to consume you, was at his most dangerous in this frenzy and you wanted him to take you.  The fantasy you built in your mind had him hovering over you, face stained with your blood after feeding on you.  His fangs would glint as a crazed and lust filled smile sat on his beautiful face. Those red eyes peered into you as he kissed down your body leaving a bloody trail behind him. His mouth would creep lower and lower until he met your aching heat.

“Y/N, Oh baby what are you thinking about? I can smell it on you, Darling.” Minseok rubbed his nose along the shell of your ear. You smelled of something dark and rich, spicy and indescribable. He loved the way you reacted to him. You were so willing and supple in his arms, just the way you seemed to melt into him as he enticing your alert flesh was utter perfection.

    Though you attempted to verbalize your sinful thoughts, nothing but mumbled soft whines. “Minseok..~” You finally crooned, your long fingernails digging into his clothes chest; dragging down towards his toned abdomen. “I..”

    His tongue flicked against your neck once again, leading more of your honeyed sounds out of you. “Such a naughty little thing…” He purred, the vibrations from his thundered tone heightened your arousal. “I love it- Your scent is so tempting, so magical- it’s as if you have some sort of spell on me... It makes me want to devour you in every fucking way possible.”

    Again his words, even his ironic statement had you enamored with his teasing lips and tongue. “Please do- I want to feel you..” You involuntarily mewled as you became completely flooded by your lust. Your chest rose and fell with every heavy breath you took.

    Slowly, the vampire began to move the two of you towards the shadows of the parking lot. His strong grip around you never left as he pressed your back into one of the cold, cement pillars. His free hand gracefully strode over your flushed cheek before wrapping perfectly around our throat, giving the sides a solid squeeze as he crashed his lips against yours.     The two of you consumed each other with pure lust, hunger, and desperation for one another. You could practically see the electricity that connected y’all just before your eyes seemed to roll back into your skull as the kiss deepened. His tongue swiped against your lower lip, begging for an entrance and the moment your lips parted, his muscle invaded your mouth; entangling it with yours in a needy power struggle.

    A throaty growl emanated from him as his hold on your waist tightened; his fingers that rested on your opposite side bruisingly pressed into you as he fought to control himself, but just the taste of you drove him and his senses insane.            Though he was more than sure he had full and total control over you, he began questioning it as he found it hard to break away. You seemed to have as much of a hold on him as he had on you.

    Reluctantly, he pulled away, leaving only centimeters between the two of you as he removed his arm from around your waist using his newly freed hand to join the other snug around your delicate neck. “I want to taste you..” He growled, using his sharpening fingernails to scrape the junctures of your throat. “I’m so hungry for you, my little girl-” He continued, the sweet yet sudden pet name slipping from him like velvet. “Every part of me craves you. I want to just sink my teeth into that pretty neck of yours and taste you.. Will you let me?”

    His question rang through your head. Biting your lower lip, your earlier thoughts invaded your lust clouded mind once again. His fangs puncturing your neck, blood filling his mouth and slowly trickling down- reaching your supple breasts. Then, as his hands ran down your body; smearing your fluid with it.  The thoughts only caused you to melt as he moved one hand from your throat, leaning in and using his sharp fangs and long tongue to tease your flesh.

“I- I..” You whimpered through the soft gasps, “I can’t.. You’ll kill me..”

    You shuddered as you felt his hot breath against your skin, your little statement earning one of his chilling snickers. “You’re such a silly little girl, aren’t you Y/n?” He jeered, easing up on his teasing. “What makes you think I’d ever harm you, darling?”

“Y-You’ve just been turned, Minseok,” You whispered, “You wouldn’t be able to control yourself.”

    Control. He’d been locked in that damn house to work on his control for a month. Minseok had always been a good study and restriction was just another skill he’d picked up along the way.  That hellish month away taught him more discipline that he’d learned in a lifetime.

“Trust me, Pet. Let it happen.” He purred, sweeping your hair away as he moved his hand from the side of your neck. Leaning in, his lips parted; planting sweet kisses along your awakened flesh, feeling you just melt at his touch. “Do you trust me?” He airily asked, flicking his tongue against the areas he marked.

    You gasped and whimpered as your hips began to buck up towards him, every part of you ached for him. Though you knew you shouldn’t, that you may very well lose your life to him, you just simply nodded as his question weakened your guard. “I do..” You hummed in response, clawing at his shirt the second you felt his fangs present on your skin.

Minseok’s lips curled into a grin, “Good,” He retorted, taking in your delicious scent. “It’ll only hurt for a moment, my pet, but I promise-” He began in a deep growled tone, “-I’ll take good care of you afterward..”

Before you could say a thing, his fangs broke skin, “Ahh!~” You loudly whined, struggling between him and the cool wall behind you as his dagger-like teeth sank deeper into your flesh.

    A throaty snarl emanated from him as your blood began trickling into his mouth. The balance of sweet yet salty flavor your blood was laced with was heavenly, his eyes rolled back as he drank you- adoring the way you coated his tongue and slipped down his throat. Your blood, your taste, made him realize the intensity of the starvation he felt before you.

    He held you there, feeling you become unsteady as he fed. He knew if he didn’t stop soon you’d either end up in the hospital… or dead. His hand that was still wrapped around the affliction free part of your throat tightly gripped you as he reluctantly pulled away. Your blood dripped from his fangs to his plush lips then down his chin before making its way onto your gorgeous skin.

“Mhmm,” He hummed licking his lips before pressing them against the little-dotted wounds, “I told you I could control myself, princess..” He added through his continued gentle attack on the injured area. “Want Daddy to make you feel better?”

“Daddy?” You delicately repeated, the sudden dominant pet name caused the warmth in your core to spread through you entirely. Your thighs weakly pressed and rubbed together as your mind went wild with thoughts of him taking you while you cried out the endearing nickname.

     That devilish smirk of his returned as he listened to the pet name slip from your kiss-swollen lips then as the scent of your heightened arousal invaded his nose. “Oh, such a naughty little girl..” He purred, moving his mouth from the crook of your neck to your jaw- taking small yet harsh nips at your skin along the way. “You like that? You like calling me Daddy, don’t you sweetheart?”

    Though you nodded in response, your head still felt light and your body tingled all over. The feel of his mouth on your skin lit you ablaze. You became brazen in your lust, threaded your fingers through his fluffy hair moaning for more.

“Daddy, please…” The word was like a foreign treat in your mouth, “ Please have me.”  

    The offer of your submission fogged Minseok’s mind. The scent of your blood and wetness combined fanned the flames of his hunger. He would not wait for beds and softness now. Maybe another time but he needed to be inside you.       Minseok wrapped his hand around your throat as he guided you back into the side of a little red car. You went so easily, mewling and panting for more. He thought you looked ravishing. The way your eyes clouded with unshed tears, an ethereal blush creeping down your body. The two holes from his fangs became surrounded by blotchy bruises reminded him of flowers. You were his pretty little tulip.  

    The car handle dug into your hip as he harshly pressed you against the car. His hand ran down your back, lightly ghosting his nails over your spine before reaching and groping your bum. “Fuck,” He grumbled, giving you an unforgiving swat. “You’ve got such a pretty little ass, but I think it’ll be just stunning after I bruise it up. Don’t you agree?”

    Immediately, you nodded as tears pricked your eyes. “Yes- Yes, Daddy.~” You shakily mewled back, perking your hips up and back towards him- enticing him with a playful little wiggle. “Mark me up, please…”

“So willing..” He hummed, hooking his long digits around the waistband of your bottoms; teasing the flesh underneath for a moment before swiftly yanking the clothing down, exposing your supple behind. “I bet I could do whatever I desired with you, and you’d just take it like a good little slut, hm?” He growled as he pressed and rubbed his hardened crotch into you.

    Again you nodded while sweet, desperation moans left you. You felt goosebumps rise on your skin as his hand moved down, inching closer and closer to your dripping heat. A soft whimper emanated from you the closer he came.

    Minseok snickered as he grazed your slit, feeling your slickness coat his fingertips. “Wow, you’re so fucking wet, princess..” He teased, diving deeper into your slit- adding pressure every time he passed your clit. “I bet I could make you come right now. It’d be so fucking effortless with how horny I have you.”

    He was right, in this tender state you could have come untouched. Your arousal dripped between your thighs as your pussy screamed for friction. You squeezed his hand as it rests between your legs, crazed and desperate for any form of relief.

   Another strike came down on your thigh, vibrations traveled to your core. Lightening flicked your spine at the combination of pleasure and pain. “Control yourself,” Minseok rasped in your ear. His voice, thick with heady lust, made you wetter. “You left me waiting in that shitty cabin, here is your penance.”

    The vampire rubbed his hands over your chest, palming your breasts roughly. His claws ran over your nipples making them jut out obscenely.

    Minseok’s eyebrows arched and settled as a smile grew in his face. “No bra? Here I was thinking you were so proper. You continue to surprise me.” He pinched your nipples rolling them between his fingers until your pants became breathy moans.  

“How sensitive,” The vampire commented to himself. He raised the material of your shirt and bent you over the hood of the car.  

    You let out an audible gasp as the cold metal came into contact with your chest and your bottom felt a draft of air.  The softness of your ass made Minseok melt just a bit. The crimson splotches across your lower back made his dick twitch.  

“I’m going turn you black and blue. You’re going to thank me for it, understand?”  Minseok grabbed your ass, his nails pricking and leaving small indents in your smooth skin.

    You resisted the urge to moan again and simply nodded your head in affirmation. The blows came quickly in rapid succession, one cheek and then the other. The welts that were surely forming did not have enough time to raise up before the next strike came. The cushy top of your thighs were on fire as he moved from just your ass.     You tried to claw forward away from the slaps as tears sprung from your eyes, but his steel grip on your hip kept you in place. The pleas shot between clenched teeth as your orgasm sat on knife’s edge. The pain was delicious, pushing you further toward coming. Your clit throbbed continuously as the slickness between your thighs dripped down onto your underwear; soaking the thin material.

    Minseok could feel the ache in his fangs as the blood rose to the top of your skin. It sat so close to the surface showing as the most darling bruises.  “Now, what do we say, Y/N?”

“Th- Thank you, Daddy.” You tearfully cried out, bucking your hips back towards him as you rested your forehead against the warming metal of the car’s hood. “Thank you so much..”

    The vampire chuckled at the pure desperation that was dripping from each word that you spoke. “Mhmm, such a good little slut-” He snarled, digging and clawing his way up from the backs of your sore thighs up to your welting bum before giving it one last final hit. “Again, baby, what do you say?”

“Ahh~,” You shakily hummed, squeezing your eyes shut as your thighs trembled while your body rode out the harsh electricity that ran throughout your entire form. “Tha- Thank you, thank you, Daddy.”

    Your whimpered thanks brought forth the most deviant thoughts in Minseok’s mind. He gave you a moment’s reprieve as he loosened his belt and popped open the button on his jeans. He pulled his dick from his pants and stroked himself as he gazed upon your body, laid over some stranger’s car.     With your legs spread open in such an inviting manner, he could see how your lips trembled anxiously waiting to be touched.  Minseok rubbed himself along your heat as more of your essence dripped down.

    The feel of Minseok tapping his dick against your entrance made you clench, the ache of not being filled drove you closer to madness.     You reached behind slipping two of your slender digits between your lips to spread yourself wider for him- hoping it’d entice him enough to give you what you needed. “Fuck me.”

    He chuckled darkly at your shameless display. It thrilled him to the very core to see you so needy, in fact, it brought forth one of his few remaining memories. You’d told him he wouldn't know what to do with touchy. How wrong you were and now you’d suffer for it. Minseok rolled into your pussy slowly, savoring the feel of your heated core.     A hiss rose from the between his teeth and melted into a throaty groan. His hips ground into you slowly, stroking deep inside. He watched as you covered him in your creamy wetness with deep satisfaction. The vampire drank in the sound of your breathless groans. He fucked you with intention, pulled himself nearly free and re-entered you with a long hard stroke. He twisted his hips, hitting everywhere inside of you, except the one place that mattered.

    The side of your face rested on the hood of the car as your mouth sat agape. Minesok was a wonder inside of you. The way he filled you completely, giving you the ultimate relief all while still teasing you had you seeing the stars and heavens.

“Da- Daddy.~” You breathlessly panted, your lower lip quivered as your body began silently nagging you for something more. You needed for him to give your most sensitive spot the attention it craved in order to toss you over the edge into that wonderfully dark abyss. “More, please.”

    Minseok wickedly grinned as the most sinful grunts and groans left him. He knew exactly what you wanted, what your body needed, but he wanted you to suffer there- longing for your release, just a while. “Beg.” He simply commanded, bruisingly gouging your hips with his fingertips as the blunt edges of his fingernails lanced into your flesh. “Beg and I might give you what you want, slut.”

    The degrading word only seemed to solidify your submission to him. Turning back towards him, your teary gaze met his heavy-lidded eyes. You could see the gorgeous greys and blues that speckled his iris swirl with lust while his dilated pupils fixated on your face.

“Please, Daddy.” You delicately whimpered, your voice trailing off for a second as he suddenly quickened his strokes. “I- I..” You struggled to speak as he stayed there, continuously fucking you through your pleas.

“What was that, whore?” He snarled while one hand cascaded up your arched back, tracing your spine before tightly weaving it in your messy hair. “Daddy can’t understand you when you sound so fucked out. Speak up.” He cruelly jeered.

    Your fingers curled and scraped against the metal, flakes of red paint stayed underneath your fingernails as you continue your attempt in finding something to grasp- something to center you even just for a second to allow you to go on with your shameless begging.

    As he began adjusting his footing, Minseok kept his grip on your hair while his thrusting came to a halt.  “Come on, babygirl,” He jeered, punctuating his words with a harshening hold. “Isn’t this what you-” Suddenly, his thrusts started up again only this time they relentlessly pounded against the hypersensitive area- forcing out your divine moans as your body melted and trembled beneath him, “Isn’t this what you wanted?” He continued his question, keeping up with his unforgiving pace. “Beg for it- Nice and pretty, and Daddy will keep giving you what you want. Come on, be a good little girl.”

    The sensation of him perfectly slamming into you in the slightly new angle, hitting your most sensitive spot, was unlike anything else. Your mind and body were nearly mush as his cock intoxicated you.

“P-Please..” You airily rasped, your voice going as your moans and cries shredded your vocal chords. “Please don- don’t stop, I’ll be a good girl, Daddy. Please..” A warmth began to tickle the backs of your eyes as tears gradually filled your waterline- trickling from the corners of your eyes. Your body couldn’t take any more teasing and you were filled to the absolute brim with the undeniable urge to come. “Please, don’t stop, Daddy. I want you- I want you to fill me up, just like this..”

“Mhmm… I don’t think so.  Good girls take what they’re given and they like it.” Minseok pulled you up and deposited you on your knees in front of him.  The swiftness of the moment left you disoriented and clutching at him for stability.

    Your eyes came into contact with his leaking member. It stood proudly slicked with your juices and his precum. Minseok stroked himself as he peered down at you. Saliva swelled in your mouth as he positioned himself on your bottom lip.

“Suck.” He growled his one-worded command.

    You surged forward taking as much of him in your mouth as you could. Your tongue curled along the underside of his dick as your hand pumped what your mouth couldn’t take. You bobbed your head with what little strength remained.

    His hand tilted your face upward as he ran fingers through your hair. “Look at me. Tell me how it tastes, Babygirl,” Minseok growled through clenched teeth.

    Your jaw slackened as you slid off, a line of saliva hanging from your bottom lip “We taste so good, Daddy. More please.”

    Minseok looked into your eyes and continued to rub the tips of his fingers along your jaw. You were so perfect for him. Your pouty lips and wanton expression were enough to bring his orgasm to the surface. It curled around his spine and settled in his stomach spreading warmth all over his body. He placed one hand in your hair wrenching you back, your mouth falling open in a soft ‘o.’

“Pretty baby, I’m going to wreck you.” Minseok thrust himself back into your mouth, fucking your throat ferociously. He rocked his hips into your face with no remorse. Your eyes rolled back, the burning sensation in your chest growing stronger with each second. It was the most pleasant sting. His grunts were the sweetest music. His grip tightened as his hips stuttered.

“Take it all,” Each word was punctuated with a sloppy thrust. Minseok threw his head back as he came in your mouth. 

    You swallowed the bitter liquid and sucked him clean while futilely attempting to keep all his cum in your mouth. As your lips parted just enough for your tongue to swipe across them, some of his warm spunk escaped you and dribbled down your chin.  You gasped as the air filled your lungs, the burn slowly subsiding.

    Minseok watched as you caught your breath, lust sated. He smoothed his hands over your face, smearing the cum over your swollen mouth.

“You did so well, my flower. Let me give you your reward.” Minseok cradled you and gently placed you back on the car. Your limp body sprawled out, muscles happy to be relaxed. He kissed up your thighs kneading the flesh. His fangs trailed over your silky skin, raising new marks.

    The ceiling watched you as you lay with your eyes closed. The hair on your arms raised as Minseok’s breath wafted over your core. His thumbs spread you open and you shuddered. His tongue flicked against your clit briskly. “Fuck...fuck, Daddy~” Your entire body trembled as your release built inside again.

    Minseok hummed at the taste of your arousal. You tingled in his tongue in the best of ways, the most delectable ambrosia. “You’re so delicious, babygirl..” He purred, diving back into your drenched heat- feeling his softened member hardening once again as your essence coated his tongue.

    Your head pressed it to the heated metal hood as your loud, melodic moans filled the parking lot once again. Your body squirmed the deeper his muscle dove inside your cunt, the more he relentlessly licked and prodded your most sensitive spot. Every part of you melted on top of the car as you allowed the sensation to overwhelm you and nudge you right towards your impending high.

“Da-Daddy..~” You breathlessly mewled, moving your hips back to match every thrust he gave you with his sinful tongue. “I need to… cum- so, so bad..”

    Your needy words didn’t interrupt his meal though, in fact, they only persisted him to continue eating you as if you were his last meal. The way his tongue fucked your sopping hole and the way his hand trailed up between your legs; his long digits immediately finding their way to your engorged bud, rubbing it in torturously mind-blowing circular motions, had your eyes rolling back into your skull.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck..” You repeatedly cursed, your body trembled and your breath staggered as you found yourself teetering on that edge. “I- I..” You stuttered, your voice trailed off as a lovely cry escaped you the second that harsh orgasmic wave pushed you right over into that heavenly chasm.

    Minseok growled into your core as your walled clenched around his tongue, squeezing it as your clit spasmed- your delectable juices flowing out of you and into his mouth like a sweet reward. “Mhmm,” He hummed against you, the vibrations of his low rumbled tone had you shaking. Though his fingers let up on you, his mouth didn’t- he wanted you to tremble and cry out for him as he heightened the intensity of your high.

    Your legs violently wobbled, almost giving way, as he continued his relentless tongue fucking- swirling around your inside, lapping up every bit of your nectar. You reached back, your hand becoming entangled in his hair while trying to push him away. You couldn’t take anymore if he continued you’d dwell into that pained cloud of overstimulation then forced into another orgasm.

“Pl-Please, I can’t take it..” You whimpered, your lower lip quivered as your spoke. “Too- Too much..”

    The vampire chuckled as he slowly lifted his mouth off you, planting sweet kisses along your inner thighs while listening to your breathy whines as you attempted to you calm your hypersensitive body down. “My sweet girl, is Daddy too much for you?” He jeered, rising from his spot behind you.

    Nothing but a shaky whine emanated from you as you just placidly lay there, barely able to move or even bat an eye.     Leaning over you, Minseok’s lips curled into a smile as he grazed the tip of his nose against the nape of your neck. “Daddy’s gonna-” Before he could finish speaking the loud, echo of footsteps coming towards the two of you filled the silencing parking lot.

    You lazily turned your gaze towards the incoming person only to see it was Eunwoo, clicking his tongue as he shook his head. His piercing eyes loomed over your disheveled form as he swiftly closed the gap between the three of you.

“Miss Y/n,” Eunwoo began, “I specifically told you to stay away from him but I see-” He said, his eyes falling on the two blossomed bruises that surround your puncture wounds. “- I see you weren’t able to do that, hm?”

“Oh please,” Minseok retorted, keeping his hands on your sore body as he kept his gaze on the resident. “Don’t act like you don’t want to taste her, too. I bet you’ve fantasized about being able to feed off her since you met her.” He snickered, brushing your hair away from the pretty marks his fangs left- feeling the need that began to radiate off Eunwoo as his hungry eyes refused to leave you. “Hmm, maybe- just maybe if you ask nicely, I’ll let you have one little taste.” 

    Turning his eyes from the resident back towards you, he gave your still flushed cheek a gentle peck, “How does that sound, darling?” He asked in a drawn out whisper, “Would you like Daddy to let him play with you too?”