𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄'𝐒 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃.
the first tombstone an individual's eyes set on the moment the sole of their feet stepped into the cemetery. the grave belongs to a bookselling vampire, who mysterious ceased in his existence one day. although he has died, his blood still flows.
SAE X FEMALE! READER 🎬 tw: mentions of blood. A/N — first piece of my spooktober graveyard series! this is actually a sequel to one of the works i've written before in my other account. it's linked after allat writing. enjoy and hbd to my beautiful bf sae 🫶🏼
in the tenth year of the seventh century, there were countless reports of the lives and blood of the citizens rapidly decreasing. in other words, they were all found dead—body malnourished, skin rotting, gaze locked up to the sky that had seen everything played before their last breath.
there was one thing they all had in common. two small bites on their neck. or anywhere around their body in general, starting from head and down to the very tippy toes.
just like that, their soul has been sucked out. it was the work of vampires, vicious bloodsucking creatures who walked the same ground as a human would. except, they only walk during the night.
sunlight burned their skin. the day and brightness made them cry out in pain. and their eyes started to disintegrate at the sight of the brightest of colours.
what would humanity ever do when they found out there was one single vampire that roamed around the streets like any average man?
dressed and disguised as a bookseller in the day, teeth growing out to be a vampire in the night.
to the citizens, itoshi sae the vintage bookseller sold the greatest books all of town. not only does he sell books, but he writes them and publishes his own. the man also collects books.
his entire life is based on the scent of old papers and the finest ink ever brewed. not even the sharp scent of bloody iron could rival with the scent of sae's library.
that was the daytime of the bookseller itoshi sae's life. it was all warm, cozy, and coffees. and then there was night. a creature who hungers for the blood of others.
all on his mind could only ever be the reddest liquid that tastes like iron. sae could never get enough of blood. he loved how the flavour coats his mouth after he sucks them straight from a person's neck. he absolutely enjoys stabbing his sharp fangs into the skin of an innocent soul.
with enough blood, itoshi sae could go days and nights without having to find another soul to snack on.
sae dropped the cold body on the ground and gently wiped his lips with a handkerchief. the piece of cloth had initials on it, and it wasn't his initials. every single time he uses it, he is reminded of the handkerchief's owner.
a beautiful woman with an alluring aura. hair in the most beautiful shade he has ever seen. her features were dazzling and breathtaking that it took sae's breath away the moment he set his eyes on her form, sitting on a high tree branch, her eyes gazing right into the moon with the most hateful thoughts in her head.
the woman hated the moon. it took away her ability to be able to walk under the sun, leaving her to face the moon every night with her lust for blood growing stronger and stronger every day.
"y/n l/n…" sae muttered under his breath as his soft teal eyes stared at your name imprinted into the piece of cloth. his fingers lightly brushed over the stitching before continuing to wipe the rest of his dirty fingers stained by blood.
y/n l/n.
a noblewoman of a vampiress, known for her beauty throughout nations but disappeared without a trace on one unfortunate night. she would never be seen again.
except for when itoshi sae came across her a few centuries later, her beauty charming him. in an instant, her fangs were already deep into his skin. but there was a twist. instead of screaming and suffering in pain, the man embraced the beautiful vampire and softly kissed her temples.
what a surprise for a vampire that has not felt the love and touch of a human being in so long as she longed for one. the feeling twisted her entire mind so much that she wanted more.
before the bookseller could expect what the rest of his life could become, he began paying frequent visits to the vampiress in search of solace from the world. in exchange, she seeks for his love and blood.
now, after wiping all the blood of his victim, he made his way to the forest where he usually meets y/n.
how long was it? that he saw her sitting above the highest tree branch, her feet dangling away in boredom as she hummed the songs that her loyal subjects used to sing for her?
"it has been decades, has it not, m'lady y/n?" sae asked himself, feeling himself slightly smile at the memories he had with you. those nights that were the most memorable for him.
"you bestowed a curse upon me, yet blessed me with your own blood. i hated you and yet i love you for that."
the man bit his lower lip in an attempt to suppress any emotions that might surface during the dead of night.
your vampire blood has become itoshi sae's vampire blood, making him the current blood eater for the next few decades. or even centuries.
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© SENEON OCT 10th 2023 | 1st PIECE OF S. GRAVEYARD.
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