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A Kiss, and then a Bite (4) - Choi Soobin X Reader

Warning: vampire bites, bloodsucking, mature content, minors dni! angst, cursing

Summary: You knew something was off about your roommate Soobin ever since the beginning of your living arrangement. One night he reveals his true self to you, and you know you can never go back to how things were before. Not that you would want to, anyway.

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*cross-posted on ao3

part one! part two! part three!

Song: Emergency Contact by Pierce The Veil

Everything was fucked, you decided as you got ready for class.

A few days ago you told Soobin you would become one of his donors. You couldn’t even blame the alcohol, because even though the hangover you suffered the next morning assured you that you had been far gone, you would’ve said yes sober. There was something so incredibly alluring about Soobin that drew you in like no one ever had before. His normally deep, brown eyes were like a pit you could easily fall into if you stared into them for too long. But when you had seen them turn red during that fateful night a month ago, it was a whole new level of attraction. His small smile when he greeted you at home, and his wide smile when you made him laugh, were both enough to make your heart flutter. But more than anything, it was as if he had an aura of seduction around him that made him feel perfect for you in every way.

Your hairbrush got caught on a small knot and it made you wince. You knew it was dangerous to think that way. Perfect for you? Until recently the two of you could’ve been considered acquaintances at best. But with how quickly your relationship with him was changing it was hard to make your feelings seem casual.

Was it a crush, or merely lust?

When you grabbed your bag and pushed your bedroom door open you saw Soobin sitting in the living room. The memory of him lightly kissing your jaw filled your brain and you quickly looked away from him.

“Are you heading to class?”

You nodded. “We’re reviewing for the final today.”

There was a few moments of silence before he spoke. “Y/N.”

You pulled your gaze away from the floor to look at him. He looked oddly serious before he gave you a soft smile. One of those smiles that made you question everything about whether you could be normal around him.

“Are you free tonight?”

“Tonight?”

His voice was gentle like he was scared to alarm you. “It’s Tuesday.”

The implication of those two words washed over you quickly. It made a shiver run down your spine.

“Oh.”

More silence, then, “There’s no pressure Y/N. I can call someone else.”

The idea of someone else coming to do what you had been begging for made your insides feel like they were twisting. Why had you been nearly begging anyway? Where was your pride?

But pride be damned, you wanted it to be you.

“No, I’m free.” Feeling incredibly awkward about it, you added, “You can count on me.”

You groaned inwardly, annoyed with how stiff you sounded, but you had made him laugh his pretty laugh. So maybe it was a win.

“Okay. Have a good class.”

With that, he got up and left to his room, and you retreated to the front door to make your way to school.

Going to class might have been pointless. The entire time your nerves were buzzing at the thought of returning home. Your body couldn’t decide if you were excited or terrified, and your mind had no luck in deciphering it either. However pointless it seemed, you still stumbled through your routine of classes and studying with Yeonjun at the library.

You stood now in front of the door of your apartment. You couldn’t will your hand to put the key in the lock, because as much as you had been horrendously needy the last time you thought you might’ve been bitten by Soobin, there was still a sense of fear. Whether that was the innate fear of being prey to something beyond your imagination or fear of the more human aspect of changing your relationship with him once again, it didn’t matter. Fear still lived in your bones at the thought of what might happen.

“Y/N? Why are you standing out here?”

You moved out of Soobin’s way to allow him to unlock the door. There was your push, you think.

“Long day. I think I was mentally loading for a second.”

After following him inside, you made your way toward your room intending to mentally prepare, but he gently placed a hand on your arm to stop you. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah.” You mentally cursed at yourself for the crack in your voice, then turned to face him. “Yeah. Finals are coming up, so it’s a little stressful right now.”

He furrowed his brow slightly. “Should we raincheck tonight then? So you can relax, or study?”

“No.” You spoke a little too quickly. “We can still… you know,” you trailed off.

Keeping your composure wasn’t normally this hard. It’s not like you were naive or easily embarrassed. Something about him brought out this uncool part of you that was starting to get on your nerves.

“Okay, as long as you're comfortable. That’s what’s important to me.”

He released your arm from his light grasp, and when he was pulling away you noticed the large gift bag in his other hand. Soobin’s gaze followed yours fixed on the bag, then he was suddenly holding it out to you.

“What is it?”

You looked back to his face. His expression was sincere. “One of the perks I told you about.”

After taking the bag, you half spoke and half whispered. “Thank you.”

He smirked. “You haven’t even opened it yet. What if you hate it?”

You pulled the small black tote out from the gift bag. It had a simple, plush pattern sewn on the outside and a golden emblem attached to the side that read ‘DIOR’.

“You got me a designer bag?”

He took the gift bag from you so you could properly hold the tote bag. He watched as you ran your hands over it in disbelief.

“You don’t like it?”

“It’s not that, it’s really nice.” Compared to the purse you normally carried that was beaten to hell and back, this was a massive upgrade. You inspected the Dior emblem, and it weighed heavily on you. “Is it really okay for me to have this?”

“It’s as thanks, of course it’s okay.” It seemed he read your mind when he spoke again, “Don’t worry about the price tag. I wanted you to have this.”

You tore your gaze away from the bag and smiled at him. “Thank you. I’ll cherish it.”

His smile mirrored yours, and you realized in that moment all the fear and awkwardness you felt before had melted away. Soobin was kind, and thoughtful. Was there any reason to be scared?

After putting your things away in your room, you returned to the living room and joined him in sitting on the couch.

“So what now? How does this work?”

“Be specific. How does what work?”

“You’re always in your room. What do you usually do with your donors? Other than doing that.”

He laughed quietly. “Doing that? Firstly, if we are going to enter this type of relationship you need to be comfortable talking about it, and comfortable with me.”

You straightened your back a little. “I’m comfortable with you.”

He leaned toward you slightly. “Really? You always seem on edge around me.”

You sighed. “The idea of you makes me nervous, but when I’m actually with you it feels natural. Maybe because we’ve already lived with each other for so long.”

Soobin leaned back into the couch. “I’m kind of used to people being nervous when they learn what I am. I don’t remember a lot of what it was like being human, but I can imagine the thought of something like me being kind of scary.”

Scared you offended him you quickly tried to correct him. “I don’t get nervous because I’m afraid of you.” His face revealed he wasn’t convinced, so you continued. “Maybe there’s a small part of me deep inside that is afraid because you’re a vampire, but Soobin, I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”

He simply stared at you for a few moments before sitting up. “How can you be so sure?”

You saw something in his eyes in that moment you hadn’t seen before. Soobin, who was usually confident and self-assured, seemed nervous. He looked as if he was worried to hear your answer. You had to make him feel assured once again.

“I’m supposed to believe that the guy who took care of me when I was drunk and wouldn’t take advantage of me would somehow hurt me? If you were as dangerous to me as you are implying, wouldn’t you have already done something already? In all the time we’ve lived together?”

He looked down at his hands in his lap and you saw a small grin twitch onto his face. “You’re right.” He looked at you and grabbed one of your hands with his. “Thank you for believing in me.”

You looked at where his hand held yours. He was always so gentle when he touched you, even the first time when he drank your blood. He had been so angry, so cold with his words, but his touch was always kind and inviting.

You joked, “You haven’t given me a reason not to, not yet.”

“I won’t.” You looked up at his face. His expression was determined, and his eyes sparkled like they always did in these moments with him. “I promise I won’t.”

The air between you had turned serious too quickly, and you weren’t ready for him to feed. Then there was the possibility of the evening already being over, so you deflected.

“You still haven’t told me what you and the donors do.”

His thumb rubbed small circles on your hand. “This, basically. We hang out, talk, and then I take some blood. It’s casual.”

You thought this might be an opportunity to learn about him. “Can I ask you some stuff then?”

“Fire away.”

“Do you need to breathe? If you’re, like, immortal anyway? How does that work?”

“We don’t need to breathe, but wouldn’t it be off-putting to humans around us if we didn’t?” You nodded, and he continued. “I’d say it’s partly an old habit from our human lives, and partly so we’re not found out.”

The information was processing in your mind. “So far you just seem like a human who drinks blood from others sometimes.”

“We need to feed, and not just sometimes or when we feel like it. We become weak without it.”

“So do all vampires have donors?”

His expression hardened slowly into something sad. “The vampires that are considered civilized. There are some who still take forcefully from victims without consent, but those types are dying out. Most of us realized there needs to be an understanding on both sides.”

You felt at that moment you had made a mistake, so you changed the subject. “What was your life like before you turned?”

He looked at you with such a tenderness it made your stomach do flips. “I had dreams.”

Your breath felt caught. “Dreams of what?”

“When I was very young I wanted to be a painter. I wanted to paint portraits for important people and live off my art.” He laughed, “I guess us creative types seem to gravitate towards each other.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you want to be a writer, don’t you?”

“I do, but I’m not done asking about you yet.”

He laughed even more. “I guess since we already established that I’m a Y/N expert, I’ll let you keep asking the questions.”

“You said you had dreams. What about now?”

He calmed down from his laughter but still smiled at you. “It’s hard to keep having dreams when you’ve been around for so long. You get numb to existing.”

“So what you’re saying is you need to find a new dream?”

He shook his head. “Didn’t you hear me? I’ve kind of given up on having dreams. I do what I want and I quit whenever it gets boring.”

Soobin’s hand still held yours, so you gave him a light squeeze. “What if I help you find one?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Why would you do that?”

You raised your eyebrows in return. “We’re friends now, aren’t we? Or something like that?”

He regained his composure. “I’d say we’re friends.”

“Then can I ask you something kind of serious?”

“Sure.”

You took a deep breath. It wasn’t like you wanted to bring up a painful memory, but curiosity was bugging you. “What happened when you turned? Why did it happen?”

He looked down at where your hands met. His smile didn’t falter, but you could tell from his voice there was a melancholic feel to it. “Just like with humans, there are vampires with evil natures. Not everyone can be good. Back in the early 1800s, there was a movement of random turning.” Sensing where this story was headed, your blood ran cold. “They felt they were superior, and rather than living in the shadows of humanity, they wanted forcefully turn as many humans as possible.”

You couldn’t hide the emotion in your voice. “Why?”

He looked into your eyes with an unreadable emotion. His hand that wasn’t holding yours reached out to softly rub your arm and shoulder.

“Revenge. Out of bitterness. To raise the vampire population. There were many reasons. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“What about your family?”

His hand stopped on your shoulder. His eyes seemed flooded with memories, and his head was preoccupied as he answered. Seeing him like this shook something inside you like you’d never felt before. It was as if his sadness washed over you in waves.

“I never saw them again after that night.”

You felt a tear run down your cheek before you could realize you were crying for him. His hand on your shoulder moved to wipe the few tears that had fallen.

“Soobin, I’m so sorry.”

“Why are you crying, Y/N? I’m okay now, aren’t I? I’ve been at peace with it for so long now.”

“But-”

He pulled you into a hug. Your mind went blank and all your emotions halted in place.

“No buts. I can look back at my time with my family fondly. And as much as they get on my nerves, I have my clan of vampires now to rely on.” He stroked your hair. “So really, I’m okay.”

You felt ridiculous for crying, but you couldn’t help it. When you pictured what might’ve happened to him that night, what was taken away from him for no reason, it hurt you deeply. You hurt for him.

After he had held you for a minute, you pulled back. Your tears had stopped and light embarrassment at the situation set in.

“I’m sorry for asking and then acting like this.”

“It’s okay, don’t apologize.” He rested one hand on your cheek. “Why should you be sorry for feeling for me? I’m thankful for it.”

Before you could stop yourself, you leaned into his icy touch. In the back of your mind, you wondered if friends were supposed to be this intimate with each other. “Why are you comforting me? It’s your pain.”

“Maybe it is.” His face was so close to yours that it made his cold breath tickle your nose. “But you’re sharing it with me. And that makes me happy beyond words.”

Before you could think or say anything else, he used his other hand to slowly push you down onto the couch. The action flipped a switch inside you. Your tears were still drying, but your stomach began doing flips for a different reason. You were anticipating the feel of his fangs.

“I don’t know if it's the way you seem to care for me, or the way you react to my touch, or maybe it’s being next to you for this long the smell is starting to drive me crazy, but I don't want to wait anymore.” If your attention wasn’t so intensely focused on his face you would’ve missed his eyes slowly turning a deep shade of red. But you didn’t.

“I can’t wait anymore.”

He supported himself with one hand placed by your head and used his other to lightly hold your jaw. His eyes were mesmerizing. You watched intently how his eyelashes fluttered when we slowly blinked.

He lowered himself to bring his face close to yours once again. “Y/N.”

You could hear in your voice how breathless you were. “Yes?”

“Last time I did this, I didn’t do it right.”

His nose traced a line across the side of your jaw and down your neck, and when he hit your shoulder he inhaled deeply. Your nerve endings were on fire, and every atom of your skin touched by his melded together and vibrated.

“I need you to tell me it’s okay for me to do this.”

Finally, fangs met your neck and grazed you deliciously. You wanted to savor the feeling, but it was torture. On the precipice of pleasure, you called to him. “Soobin, please.”

The fangs were gone instantly. Instead, his lips pressing onto you. Kissing, then his tongue. Licking. Your legs trembled, and you were sure if you had been standing you would have fallen. But you were laying beneath him and completely at his will.

“Say yes.” His hand that was on your jaw had moved to hold the back of your head. He leaned back slightly to look into your eyes. “Tell me you want me to feed from you.”

Your mind was a whirling mess. Pride was abandoned long ago, and if he wanted you to ask even if it was a given, you’d do it. You’d do it over and over.

“Yes.” You reached up and put both your hands behind his neck. Pulling him closer, you answered him. “Please, have my blood. I’m yours.”

Soobin lowered his head once more. “You’re mine?” His breathy laugh reverberated in your head. Finally, you felt his fangs again. They faintly scratched a path slowly from your shoulder to the middle of your neck. “I like the sound of that.”

Without hesitating now, he sunk his teeth fully into you. The feeling of his cold teeth in contrast to the warm blood beginning to pool and spill at the wound was heavenly. Your mouth betrayed you, and you moaned. Not that you could make yourself be embarrassed in the moment, it’d be impossible. The pleasure building and building at the feel of this bite was overwhelming. It was like you could only focus on the feeling, but you weren't focusing on anything at all.

It was over earlier than you had expected. He had retracted his fangs from you, and before you could comprehend the loss, his lips met your skin again. The pressure that had built was threatening to explode in a flash of passionate sucking and touching. He moved his hand that had been supporting himself and his body weight crushed you. He used it now to grab at your waist.

The combination of his weight on you and his lips at your neck was becoming all too much. His hand moved up and down your side effectively feeling you up. His other hand gripped harder in your hair as his sucking became more eager. You felt him quietly moan onto your skin, and you couldn’t hold back any longer. Your hands raked down his back viciously as you let go. The pressure snapped, and pleasure flooded all your senses at once. Every sense was flooded by only him.

When he slowly pulled away from your neck, it finally hit you how lightheaded you were. However, you couldn’t be sure if it was from the loss of blood or from what was probably in the top ten orgasms you’d ever had in your life. Then it dawned on you.

An orgasm.

There was no way he hadn’t noticed, but his face didn’t give anything way. He only stared intently at you, eyes dark and intent, and your blood smeared around his lips. The sound of your own heavy breathing as you came down only made you feel more horrified at the situation.

He sensed your discomfort. “Are you feeling okay?”

Better than okay, yet mortified all the same. “I’m a little woozy.”

“Let me heal the wound, and then I’ll get you something to help.”

“Heal the wound?”

He didn’t say anything, but quickly dipped his head back down and licked the bite. Your first instinct was to protest his touch, as you were incredibly embarrassed by what had happened already, but just as fast as he had done it he was already climbing off of you.

You didn’t watch but heard his footsteps headed toward his room. Reaching up to feel your neck confirmed there was no swelling or agitation from the bite. The lack of a mark from him made you feel slightly disappointed.

When he returned he had a small bottle of apple juice and a pack of peanut butter crackers in his hands. He placed them on the table in front of the couch and then helped you sit up.

As he was moving to sit next to you, his phone on the table began to buzz. You looked instinctively at the sound.

Caroline.

Quickly looking away from the phone and at his face, you could see how annoyed he looked. It buzzed for a few more moments before he picked it up. “I’m sorry, I have to take this.”

At your nod, he went to his room to take the call. Minutes passed, and as you ate your snack you wondered if you were supposed to be waiting for him. Was it customary for there to be any more conversation with a donor after the deed was done? Or was this your sign to leave to your room?

It was your phone this time with a single buzz on the table that broke your thoughts. An Instagram notification. You didn’t recognize the username.

You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into. We should meet up. I can help you.

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313archive · 2 years ago

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bandgie · 2 years ago

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could you do a dark vampire yeonjun?? maybe a little kidnapping…

a/n: OHHH dude I had to read this shit like 3 times. I thought it said 'kid napping' not 'kidnapping' I was so thrown off. but yessss

warnings: MDNI 18+, smut, manipulation, implied kidnapping(obvi)/mind control, possessive Yeonjun, mind break mentions, overstimulation (f!), sex stuff ya know the usual

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He's harsh with his thrusts, uncaring for how you beg him to slow down. His cock is deep inside you as if trying to mold it's shape into your pussy. He yanks on your hair to pull you upwards, your ass pressed harder against the front of his thighs.

Yeonjun loves the sight of you. How your back arches from being relentlessly pounded into, your quivering legs trying to keep you upright, the way your hands try to find purchase at the wall in front of you.

No matter how delicious you looked to eat, Yeonjun needed a taste of you like this. He craved to see you creaming on his dick, moaning uncontrollably at his violent strokes.

All you can feel is arousal, such overwhelming warmth you think you might get a fever. It feels heavenly to have Yeonjun's freezing body surround yours. You don't have any idea why you were so frightened of him in the first place.

This feeling is pure bliss and you pray it never ends.

Yeonjun snakes his hand down around your waist, pressing upwards to your stomach. The pressure makes you mewl, forcing you to feel his length inside much more. His other hand keeps steady at your hips to make you bounce on him.

The hand on your stomach travels further down, finding your swollen clit. Yeonjun's nimble fingers play with your pussy, drowning in the sounds of your wails and gasps.

"Too much! Yeonjun..it's too..." Your words turn into a series of moans.

Beg him all you want, cry until your throat is rubbed raw, but Yeonjun can't bring himself to stop. He won't. He's waited too long, put up with too many filthy humans just to be close with you in your work uniform.

He'll take you away from this life. This mundane style you live isn't what you need, it's not what you deserve. Yeonjun can't stand seeing you pretend to be happy where you are. You already trust him, even if he had to use some of his vampiric enchantments on you, the bond you've created is real.

It has to be real. Why else would you keep clenching on his cock eagerly? You want his cum, he thinks. You must need it with how deep your pussy opens for him.

Lost in his thoughts, Yeonjun doesn't catch how your sobs have increased. You've cum too many times much too quickly. It's making you break both physically and mentally. All you can think about is how sumptuously he's using you.

Maybe this is what you're good for, a warm cock sleeve for Yeonjun to take advantage of when he pleases.

After what seems like hours, Yeonjun begins showing signs of finishing. He's panting, clawing at your hips so roughly you know you'll have marks after. The fingers on your clit falter for a moment as he stills inside you.

His cock pulses repeatedly before he cums with a guttural moan. The warmth of his seed fills you up, and you feel what seems like your final orgasm crash down on you. Your legs nearly give out, cream leaking down your thighs.

Yeonjun places both of his hands on your waist to keep fucking yourself onto him, trying to milk out all the cum he has to give. It's not until you reach back and scratch at his hands that he lets up, releasing you.

Your knees buckle, and you fall to the hard ground of the alley. You're beyond spent, pussy throbbing in shattering pleasure that leaves you dumb.

There's no retaliation when Yeonjun picks you up easily, his strength unmatched to any mortal man.

This is the first of countless nights he'll have you, keep you. The human life you've been given will be forgotten.

Yeonjun knows where you belong.

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cur-sedd · 1 year ago

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𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?₊˚⊹

UHM are yall okay?? 😭 the last time i checked i was at like 10 followers and now im at like 40?? Almost 40, its 39 as of posting this. THANK YOU GUYS??? Still shocked!! Also so sorry for not posting last week, i broke up with my bf so i decided to take a small break from everything in general <//3 I will try my best to post once a week though <33

MDNI!! NSFW CONTENT AFTER THE READ MORE!!

╰┈➤Vampire!Ot5, subby!kai, softdom(?)!taehyun, subby!soobin (?), not rlly sure for gyu and yeonjun sobs, mentions of biting here and there, blowjobs obvi, cumming eating/ swallowing cum. OH OMFG and inexperienced!Kai, and hair playing!! gn!reader. if i missed anything lmk!

You plop down onto the couch, snuggling up against your boyfriend, a nice popsicle to soothe your late night cravings. Opening up the wrapper you see your boyfriend eye you every now and then before going back to his phone. One arm wrapped around you as happily had your popsicle, watching on your TV “Baby?” He mumbled, placing his phone down and turned to you. You respond with a small ‘hm’ eyes still glued to the TV. You felt him grab your hand and place it on his hard cock. Immediately, you whip your head to him, shock filled your eyes as you mutter his name. “Can you suck me like that popsicle..please?”

Yeonjun✩ -you stared at him as he stuck his lower lip out - “that was so smooth” you laughed. - MOANS! Guys this man has the prettiest moans when you give him head fr -would bite his hands to not be too loud bc its late -fr though if he was not stifling those moans, your neighbors would give a noise complaint LMAO - would grab your hair to ground himself - he would defo push your head down on himself just to hear those cute gags its such a turn on for him -he would cum in your mouth and then force you to swallow

Soobin✩ -the look that you gave him, he was so shy abt it too LMAO -”never did i imagine you of all people would say that.” “its not my fault im horny.” -soft, staccato “ah, ah, ah” would leave this man’s lips and its like heaven - after every moan he would smile here and there, flashing those fangs oml -he isnt very loud in general but when you give him head its just another thing -binnie is like begging you to keep going -he would buck his hips up bc i feel like he is so sensitive!! -would ask if you could swirl your tongue around his pink tip - he defo would cum v messily like he would js pull out and cum all over your face KHSBGDHV

Beomgyu ✩ -you were more confused than shocked, thinking he misspoke -”what??” “i said please!” “please for what?” “Dont make me beg, i’ll get harder” LMAO - more grunts than moans, though when he does let a moan peep out, it sounds so subby? Like hello?? -melting under your mouth fr -i would say he isnt as loud as soobin but he isnt as quiet as Yeonjun either -okay but gyu would be so like? Switchy??? from like “little piece of shit, making me all horny and hot for no reason” to “thats it, fuck! Good job- FUCK! Do that again. Youre doing so good.” -The way he would look at you when you suck him off?? Its like so loving yall KASHBDGHV - He literally trying his best to hold himself together but the longer yall go the more is just much more whiner. -”gonna cum and your gonna swallow no matter what.” -YALL HE WOULD CUM INTO UR MOUTH AND THEN LIKE FORCE YOU TO PUT UR TONGUE OUT TO VERIFY YOU SWALLOWED AHHH -got hard again bc he thought of yall fucking and him like biting and licking the fresh bite -someone jail me, my vampire!beomgyu is feral Taehyun✩ -Taehyun is much more unexpected than Soobin tbh. I feel like he would js say it out of nowhere catching you off guard -”im? Was a popsicle all it took?” “i guess so bc im hard now so i mean its a win win” -he is so quiet like tyun sir please -on top of that its more like fucking WHIMPERS -You would look up every now and then js to see if like he is okay, or if he is liking it. -ofc the silly noticed and he would caress your hair to show you he alright -very soft tbh! Soft and loving, its so cute JKHDGJHG -would you reward you with v rough sex later though with biting bc other than sitting there and looking pretty, his teeth have OTHER USES!! -he’ll end up pulling out and cumming on your shirt bc he wanted to take a shower before fucking you ruthless -maybe if he is extra eager he’ll ask you to join him in the shower and fuck you there hehe

Huening Kai ✩ -BIG DICK KAI BIG DICK KAI BIG DICK KAI! -tbh i feel like you sort of expected this from kai but not THAT quick. -if soobin was shy, kai was shy-er -”but but you dont have to do it im- fuck im sorry-” “no- kai, baby its okay!! Why are you stressing?” “Your pretty mouth is gonna suck me off, who wouldnt be stressed in that situation?” -LOUDD he is so loud - and poor bby he is trying so hard to be quiet too -mumbles shit like “nngh! I cant i cant.. No please keep going.” “feels so good!” -i feel like he would struggle to talk while getting head -would bite his shirt to try and quiet himself down -that only make him louder so he resorted to his hand -with his free hand though he is playing with your hair, holding your head down while he bucked his hips up -also very sensitive !! stop i love him sm aughh AND INEXPERIENCED!! -he would normally cum outside of ur mouth but if its very special or he is js extra horny he’ll cum inside without any warning whatsoever LMFAOO

(a/n: also i forgot to thank my mooties for reblogging my stuff, i love yall hehe. This doesnt rlly make sense in the vampire aspect but it does in my world bc 1) this whole thing was a dream i had and 2) i have my own vampire world for my silly autistic hyperfixation saurr 😭 i didnt want to write anything too gorey)

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thetxtdevil · 1 year ago

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TXT as Vampires

Welcome Ghouls & Goblins,

The TxT's Devil has conjured a fictional version of Tomorrow x Together as vampires. These characters are very little related to the actual men, but it's fun to fantasize. This will be a guide to know what I am writing about in my future projects. Some elements are inspired from AS YOUR VAMPIRE LOVER by @beomiracles enjoy...

Yeonjun

Level: born vampire, oldest of the clan Appearance: pale, raven black hair, dark maroon irises Special Powers: mind reading, can turn people, fast speed, strength Facts: Works as a Phlebotomist, this means he has extreme self control. He is able to take multiple bites from one feeding stopping himself before the victim runs out of blood. Since he's the oldest he knows a lot, so he's always teaching the boys and then gets made fun of for being old :( Suggestive Facts;) He knows he's handsome... he's cocky and a flirt. Since he can read minds he will read yours especially when you aren't able to say what you're really thinking...

Soobin

Level: turned vampire [cause: a way to save his life from intense injury], leader of the clan Appearance: pale, honey blonde, TALL, brown irises that turn into a flame red Special Powers: hypnosis, fast speed, strength Facts: As the leader, he keeps track of spendings in the house and the whereabouts of the boys. Although he was turned, he is excellent at training others if needed (Yeonjun helps too). Suggestive Facts;) Very sweet, doesn't want to take your blood, but he eventually does after you consistently ask. Secretly wants you to have his vampire babies and to make his own lineage.

Beomgyu

Level: born vampire Appearance: interestingly tan, long dark hair, rosewood irises Special Powers: transforms into a bat, fast speed, strength Facts: Gyu likes to spend his nights with werewolves. He also goes around exploring vacant areas (the haunted house down the street, the closed down mall, etc.). He enjoys the old ways of vampirism so he will wear victorian garments and dramatically roam around the clan's castle. Suggestive Facts;) Drains you… can't help it (he can) but he likes they way you taste and fall into his arms :(( Wants to do it EVERYWHERE, in every part of the castle, in a coffin, in the woods, maybe even his favorite old buildings.

Taehyun

Level: born vampire Appearance: pale, untamed platinum blonde, occasionally dyes his hair red, ruby red irises Special Powers: hypnosis, mind reading, can turn people, fast speed, immense strength Facts: Tae was brought up in a very traditional vampire household (never interacted with humans only fed on them, stayed in the dark) thats why he knows a lot of the powers that get personal. However, since he has been with the clan Tae has spread his bat wings: bar hops with yeonjun, having conversations with Kai about humans, reads A LOT of novels from supernatural to humans. Suggestive Facts;) He has self control when it comes to feeding but tends to lose that control when getting intimate. Loves your throat, loves to kiss it, bite it, choke it... Secretly wants to turn you even though he admires your mortality, he just wants you forever.

Huening Kai

Level: turned vampire [cause: victim of a feral vampire], youngest of the clan Appearance: pale, dark brown wavy hair, TALL, brown irises that turn into a bright scarlet Special Powers: recently found out that he can transform into a bat, fast speed, strength Facts: Kai is a baby bat, so he studies the ways of vampires (the boys help). He tends to forget that he’s allergic to the sun, comes back to the castle with steam off his head and burnt. Kai has learned to control himself with feeding on others, but he’s still a bit messy. Suggestive Facts;) He's learned from his ravenous past that bloodsucking is not always good, so he tries to not feast on you but when you give him the go ahead he won't stop. I suggest to invest in turtlenecks because this man loves to mark your neck. You could be human but he loves when you bite and suck on him too.

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aphrodicci · 1 year ago

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𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔰𝔣𝔧 𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢

↳ the sub-group archetype of the sentinels

ISFJ ⟶ introverted sensing, extroverted feeling, introverted thinking and extroverted intuition.

breaking down the archetype ⬎

♇ the archetype is made up of Si Fe Ti and Ne.

I = introversion.

S = sensing.

F = feeling.

J = judging.

♇ the first two functions that determine the ISFJ TYPE CODE ⬎

Si Fe Ti Ne.

♇ the Si and Fe within the ISFJ function makes up for the two missing letters in the type code: I _ _ J because the two missing letters in the middle are the first two functions!

♇ the Si is the _ S _ _ because it is about introverted sensing.

♇ the Fe is the _ _ F _ because it is about extroverted feeling.

but what makes up the first letter in the code?

♇ what makes up for the first letter in the code is the second letter to the strongest function for the archetype. and the strongest function for ISFJ is Si and evidently the second letter is “I” which causes the function to now become from _ S F _ to I S F _ .

♇ but what makes up the last letter in the code?

♇ you’ll have to look back at the first extroverted function in the entire code. and for ISFJ it is ⟶ Si Fe Ti Ne. the first extroverted function in the type is Fe, which is extroverted feeling.

♇ Fe belongs to the judging function which displays the fact that the last letter to I S F _ will be I S F J.

explaining the archetype ⬎

♇ those who belong to the ISFJ archetype are people who could be deemed to be compassionate, loyal and devoted people. beings who are responsible and display themselves to be down-to-earth.

♇ though they could have a trait of wanting to feel like they're needed by others. a good trait of an ISFJ archetype is that they are people who have good memory and are people who like to learn new things. and when they're learning new things they like it when the information they take in is clear and thorough.

♇ ISFJ's are conservative/modest people, they like to do things the classic way and they like to be hard-working. the people can be supportive, sympathetic and have a trait of being perceptive and tactful. they are protective over the people they care about and people who are around ISFJ's believe they can usually count on them, since they are people who know how to handle tasks.

♇ though when it comes to expressing their feelings, they can be people who hold in their thoughts, they could have a dislike with sharing their feelings with other people, but even though on the outside they might appear as people who dont feel much. internally, ISFJ's feel very intensely.

♇ they are people who might find it easy to relate to people, even if they might not be the most emotionally expressive person, they have logic and common sense, and can easily sympathise with others.

♇ ISFJ's are practical people and have practical values, they are natural at handling details and they are people who appreciate the lessons life has to give. these people are prudent and dutiful but can be too dependent and reliant on other people.

♇ on the other hand, they can have the "negative" traits of being people who can be adamant and can view the world as black and white. though ISFJ's who are healthy can be experts with following through directions and plans.

ISFJ'S AUXILIARY ⟶ FE. [AUXILIARY HELPS GROWTH/HEALTHY OR DEVELOPED ISFJ'S] ⬎

♇ healthy ISFJ's are people who are caring and compassionate, being individuals others can trust and others can think of them to be people who are noble and very giving.

♇ healthy ISFJ's respect the space and boundaries of other people, and they can easily adapt to social situations/atmospheres. they can be people who can easily read through other people, the type to understand body language easily as they are individuals who have understanding of life and people.

IMMATURE AUXILIARY ⟶ FE. ⬎

♇ unhealthy ISFJ's can be people who care about what others think about too much, which leads them into having a fear of being judged by other people.

♇ underdeveloped ISFJ's are people who lack emotional boundaries, and are people who change themselves to fit people's standards, they can be a big people pleaser. and even though they're people who fear of judgement, they judge other people quickly.

WHEN ISFJ'S BEHAVE INHIBITED ⬎

⟶ TERTIARY TI LOOP

♇ they're people who can be perceived as naive, when they behave out of character, they can become people who dont realise unhealthy routines lead to a bad circumstance. they think they are self-aware, but they're not, especially when it comes to their own emotions, they over-think, but wont trust the guide and judgement of other people but only their own.

♇ though, they might blame other people aside from looking within, they are the type to not look at their own accountability.

♇ underdeveloped ISFJ's are the type to claim they are being true to themselves, but when it comes to peer pressure, they're easily moved by it. and when other people try to give them good critique, they would project their feelings onto other people. they can also become very combative and use smart words to make themselves feel superior, or to make other feel like they're dumb, it's like a performative intelligence.

♇ the type to give to complain about others without any proper reason.

INFERIOR NE GRIP ⬎

♇ they can become people who are very paranoid and on edge, and due to this, they become restless and even somewhat obsessive. bringing out a side to them that is insecure and troubled.

♇ they can be people who are irresponsible, and can be considered as unique with how unpredictable and erratic they can be. and when unhealthy, ISFJ's can be perceived as people who say and do damaging things.

♇ as i have implied before, they are over-thinkers, and this could lead to them thinking of hypothetical situations, which then leads them onto being unsure people and as a person who is anxious about their future.

♇ this inferior ne grip can give them the traits of being someone who has their spirits easily crushed. though, when they don't have their spirits crushed, they are people who have really good ideas, but they might not know how to execute them properly.

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yeonjunsbxtch · 9 months ago

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Okay so far I got TWO ideas for vampire fics 😭

One for Yeonjun

And one for Hueningkai

Now I gotta think of 3 more for the other members 🤣

P.S… all are longer fics and ALL are smut 👀

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bunny-dr34ms · 11 months ago

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the love fate demands of us - prologue

- mystical!txt x angel!reader

summary. flora was the land of magic, where fantasy thrived. now, in the hands of humans, it has become a land where the enchanted had to hide in shadows in order to survive. you, neither human or angel, an abomination to both, knows better than anyone how cruel this world can be. fate has failed you time and time again but when she leads you deeper into flora, you'll find that your hardships are shared by others. will you and your new companions be able to restore what has been oppressed in flora? more importantly, will you be able to find the love fate demands of?

cw/ tw; f!reader, fae!yeonjun, vampire!soobin, werewolf!beomgyu, wizard!taehyun, elf!kai, fantasy au, royalty au

features; txt, names of other idols that i decide as i go

wc; 1.8k

Prologue: Flora: The land of magic

Flora, the land of magic and all things fantastical. There was truly nothing like it. From the mystical forests to the flourishing river channels, from the tiniest twinkling pixies to magnificent beasts, Flora was a land of legends. Creatures of all and every kind roamed freely, building little communities and towns of their own. Whole civilizations existed but no matter how they continued to advance, the peace was never disturbed, they were all Florians after all, united under their nation. Truly, there was nowhere else promising more beauty and adventure.

And then the humans arrived.

Nothing could've prepared Flora for humans. No seer, omen, or prophecy could've prepared Flora for the shattering ruination that would come with humans. Albeit there was no early premonition that they were even coming at all but a place like Flora would've welcomed them anyway.

Welcome she did.

When the first group passed through the fog, they spent weeks wandering and building camps in the forests, dryads and nymphs passing word that something new has entered Flora. A new kind of people for the first time in almost 1000 years, the most recent being the first group of leprechauns that came along(they were quickly found out to just be odd fairies) The humans wandered and wandered, lost in Flora’s great forests until one day they stumbled upon a little town of dwarves. The dwarf king of that town graciously let them in, already catching wind of the new friends that have been lost for weeks. Dwarves were stubborn, prideful people who really only acknowledged other by their work but humans were equally crafty with their shiny metal armors. Just like that, the dwarves and the humans became good friends and even better partners.

Now, if it wasn't for greed.

If it wasn't for the human's greed for more--more power, more riches, more land. If it wasn't for the thirst that they had to conquer, maybe...no, Flora definitely wouldn't be what it is today.

In just a month's time, hundreds, thousands of humans started entering the forest. All of them flooding Flora's forests from all sides, clambering up into the mountains, into plains, anywhere that had land for them to take. Still, without question where all of them came from, Flora took them in with open arms. The interactions the dwarves had made the other groups believe that humans were similar to the already residing citizens of Flora. Kind, generous, humans were just another race of goodhearted people joining Flora, right?

Oh, how wrong they were.

The first 5 years of humans just inhabiting Flora were the most destructive years that this land has ever faced. Not even the Great Forest War could compared to the monstrous crimes committed by the humans. Forests were torn down and burned within just weeks. There were houses being built everywhere the eye could see in almost every meadow. Mountains were chipped away until wide paths ran up and down the sides from bottom to top. All water sources became awfully contaminated or redirected into their new little residential areas. The entire landscape of Flora changed in those 5 years.

That was just the landscape; the creatures of Flora suffered far, far worse.

The population of the forest animals cut down by half, unicorns, jackalope, and even dragons alike. Humans had no sympathy for those who couldn't talk to them it seemed. The elves were wearing of these newcomers but reluctantly allowed them in their kingdoms after hearing praises from the dwarves. What a mistake that proved to be because soon the humans began to chase them out of their very homes. Elves were always more closed off in all aspects of their cultures. History books of elven society hardly had any of their spells, traditions, or magic. Humans didn't like that and took it all by brute force instead, fire seeming to be their favorite to burn down whole communities. After the elves, news began to spread about these humans once again. This time about how they were tyrannical, heartless monsters that killed with no remorse.

From nymphs to mermaids, centaurs to witches, fairies to vampires, they were all slaughtered at the hand of insatiable humans. After all, Florians didn't know what to do at the face of cold massacres. They've been living in tranquility for eons and eons. The Great Race War was recorded in history to be at the very start of time, when Flora just a clearing of trees. Just the sight of humans with weapons in their hands were enough to send all life forms running and hiding. In the last 3 years, the entire population of Flora, apart from the dwarves, was once again halved.

Then came the Human Flora War.

After 5 years of taking the cruelty of humans, all the fantastical beings decided enough was enough. They were done with letting the humans take what they want. Another 5 years were spent planning, preparing, training for this battle. Florians knew that humans were a tough opponent, having seen their brutality first hand. And prepared they were. It was thousands upon thousands of mystical beings that had magic and power coursing through their veins, victory was essentially guaranteed. On the battlefield, it was clear who was going to win, the humans with their flimsy iron tools stood no chance against the mages. Fire no longer scared the water nymphs, werewolves and vampires haunted their bases at night, picking them off like flies. Yes, victory was in sight.

The humans were enraged, they've never lost so pitifully before it seems. So they had to play their dirty tricks once more. They turned to the only race that they treated as equals: the dwarves. It was already bad enough that some dwarf towns didn't participate because they believed that humans weren't all bad. The humans made a deal to the dwarves. They promised that in return for the dwarves to join their side, they would provide them all with riches for the rest of their lives. Dwarves were never wealthy, not like vampires or elves, so this prospect made them eager. They were convinced when the humans apparently brought a ship that was filled to the brim with golds and gems that the dwarves have never seen before. The humans somehow constantly replenished their man power and with the betrayal of the dwarves, which were at full force, already having years and years of weaponry stored up and being spared the humans' wrath, Flora ended up losing.

The next 10 years was spent by the humans raising their own cities and kingdoms. In the utmost center of Flora was the main kingdom called Roseria, where the Esor Forest, the largest forest in Flora, originally was. Now there were only a few acres of it left surrounding the kingdom. There were neighboring kingdoms too. Magnia towards the mountains and Asteria near the oceans. Here and there were little human towns with some being mixed in with dwarves. At this point of time, the human population alone was enough to equal almost all the magical beings and creatures.

Flora, ever wondrous and ever adapting, was still able to heal after all it went through.

All the flora and fauna found its way to thrive again, growing back lush and healthy. The were only two major changes. One of them was the new hierarchy in place, where humans stood at the very top. Every one, every thing else had to obey, otherwise they'd face severe punishments. Ears would be clipped, wings were cut, anything that set one apart from humans would be eliminated with so much as a word out of line.

The second change, was a decree made by humans, banning all magic.

Humans were not as intelligent as they say they are. Trying to make home in a land of magic just to ban it, which is impossible by the way, was like stepping outside and banning the sun from ever shining because it was too hot. They always hated magic anyway, hated how those who could wield it made them so much more powerful and just better in every way. Magical beings are naturally more beautiful, more alluring. Humans couldn't accept that with their own greed to be the best. Really, they were just scared of how strong and otherworldly magic was. Still, even with this nonsense ban, creatures of their own environments worked hard to nurture Flora, allowing it to continue prospering under human rule.

So that's where Flora is as of now. Still the land of magic and all things fantastical despite the green-hearted humans' intervention. In spite of this, odd and new definition of peace, there is always something new and unheard of that could happen here. The Kingdom of Esor, ruled by the Hwang Dynasty's 3rd generation, is about to recieve their first princess. This princess is going to be the result of not only infidelity, but also a child of a human and an angel. Interracial families were inevitable, no amount of hate or disgust for the other race could've prevented love from getting in the mix. Not every human was evil and not every mystical Florian held grudges against them. Though the marriage between them was made legal, they were still shunned by society, from both sides. Forgiveness was hard to earn and forgetting was essentially impossible with all the recorded history of the crimes committed by humans. How terribly unfortunate.

Anyways, back to our princess.

She will be the first hybrid royal to ever exist. In a year, we will get to see how she fares in this magical world. In a year she will be born to the royal family and in a year, after 200 years of peace with the humans, Flora's tranquility shall be once more disrupted.

Simultaneously, deep in the forest, a brutal path of betrayal awaits 5 individuals. A misunderstood vampire who wanted nothing more than to protect his own. An exploited fae who longed to experience what love was for himself. A forsaken werewolf who was sacrificed by his own blood. An incriminated wizard who dreamt of helping those in need with his talent. A ridiculed elf who wanted to use his powers for good.

Fate was unkind to you and them, forcing all of you to fend for yourselves in a fight where the world has turned their backs on you. Will the red string weaving through your heart help you find your soulmates? When push comes to pull, will they stand next to you? Come, as Flora awaits its saviors, the suppressed magic straining against its chains, let us discover what fate has in store for us.

Let us face together, the love fate demands of us.

author note: posting after who knows how long.. i really enjoy the concept of world building as hard as it is so i decided to give it a shot! i haven't had a chance to proof read this yet so please forgive whatever blemishes there are, i'll fix it as soon as i can! should i make a masterlist for this, i've never made one before but im willing to try >< chapter 1 is already in the making but i wanted to post this to see how we feel about it. i can't wait to release the next chapter !!!! let me know what you think !! all reposts, likes, and shares are appreciated! my inbox is open!

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wolfytae-exe · 2 years ago

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SMUT REQ

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RULES: TXT only, please keep in mind that I am human. I cannot come out with a post every day or do everyone’s ideas.

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CHOI YEONJUN

CHOI SOOBIN

CHOI BEOMGYU

KANG TAEHYUN

HUENINGKAI

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🖤request through ask! 🖤

#txt vampire au #txt fanfic #txt fantasy au #txt smut #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #smut requests #fanfic request #yeonjun smut #soobin smut #beomgyu smut #taehyun smut #huening kai smut

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hywi2n · 1 year ago

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U say u're a good girl, i say u're a liAr. . ᰔᩚ

How could such a good girl, love a vampire? 🦇

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kaesficrecarchive · 1 year ago

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[soobin x yeonjun]

Stay for Dinner by soobinsaurus (1/1 | 16,886 | E)

“Ah… I don’t really remember names.” A funny smile quirks Yeonjun’s lips. There’s something in his eyes, an emotion Soobin doesn’t know the name for. He squeezes Soobin’s thigh once, briefly, and lets his hand relax again. “You remembered mine,” he points out. “We’d never even talked before.” “You’re not just any coworker,” Soobin starts, immediately jumping to defend himself. If there’s something Soobin can’t stand, it’s letting somebody get the last word. Unfortunately for Soobin, this usually backfires on him, and with a stab of mortification he realizes a second too late after the words slip from his lips that this is one of those moments where he’s been handed a shovel and has started to dig. “Oh?” Yeonjun’s eyes glitter. “Am I not?” - Soobin has been living in a monotonous cycle of work-eat-sleep, and after a long day at the office, is resigned to head home and do it all over again. On his way out, he runs into his ethereally pretty coworker, Yeonjun, who changes his entire life in a single night.

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#yeonbin fic rec #yeonbin #yeonjun x soobin #txt #one shot #t: vampires #t: coworkers #wc: 10k-25k #c: kpop #rating: e #rpf #to read

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soobuneary · 5 months ago

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A Kiss, and then a Bite (6) - Choi Soobin X Reader

Warning: cursing, mentions of blood, angst, sexual content MINORS DNI, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, vampire stuff haha

Word Count: 5.6k

*cross-posted on ao3

part one! part two! part three! part four! part five!

Song: THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND by Bad Omens

Kissing Soobin felt like melting snow. His cold lips met your warm ones in perfect synchronization and the longer it went on the more you felt yourself dissipating into nothing but a puddle of mush. His hands were everywhere. You couldn’t keep up with how he was rubbing your arms, then running a hand down your back, then weaving his fingers through your hair. You were unsure of how long it went on, but unlike him, you needed air.

After gently pulling away, you slowly opened your eyes. He was looking down at nothing in particular, but his eyes had the same clouded look from when you had asked about his family.

“Soobin?” Your voice was hushed.

He didn’t say anything. Instead, he slowly unraveled his hand from your hair and let it fall to your shoulder. He still didn’t look up at you.

“Is everything okay?” The idea that he regretted kissing you made you feel uneasy.

Both his hands slipped down your arms until he let go of you entirely. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

There was a long silence as you tried to process the weight of what he said. He did regret it, and almost immediately. Your chest felt tight with anger at his contradicting actions and embarrassment at how stupid you felt.

You couldn’t keep the emotion out of your voice. “Why not?”

He finally made eye contact with you as he grabbed your hands still on his shoulders and removed them from himself. You let them limply fall. Tears were beginning to pool in your eyes and cloud your vision, but you could still see the conflicted look on his face.

“We can’t be like that.”

Hearing him say that felt like a blow to your gut. “I don’t understand.”

He reached his hand out and wiped a tear off your cheek that had fallen, but you pushed it away.

“Y/N.”

“No.” You looked away and wiped your cheeks yourself. “You don’t get to act sweet to me when you’re being cruel with your words.”

“I don’t want to be cruel to you.” You looked back toward him, and his expression broke your heart further still. His eyes looked more pained than you had ever seen them, but it didn’t make sense. He was the one saying this couldn’t happen. He was the one who had expressed regret.

“Tell me why, please.”

His stare was filled with yearning, you could tell that much, but his words were at war with his eyes. “We just can’t. I’m sorry.”

He turned his back to you and took one step toward his room before he paused.

His voice was so low you could barely hear it. But you did.

“This is for the best.”

With that, he left you standing in the cold air of the living room wondering what exactly had gone wrong.

You laid dazed in your bed the next morning after a night of tossing and turning. Your mind was mulling over the same thing over and over again; what had gone wrong? One moment you were having what you can only assume is going to be the most memorable kiss of your lifetime. The next Soobin was shattering your heart with a rejection stronger than you’ve ever dealt with before. His confession to you was beautiful, so raw and vulnerable, but you were more stuck on the pain in his voice when he said he regretted kissing you and completely shut you out.

You were stuck on the wound now on your own heart.

Last night when your brain wouldn’t allow you to sleep, you ran through enough emotions to make your head whirl. Even through all the anger and pain, and even through all the sorrow and hurt, he had confessed to you. He has kissed you. God, had he kissed you. He devoured. He ravished. You could feel the depth of emotions through his kiss that he had said you could never know. The memory of the scraping of his fangs on your lips alone was enough to keep you up all night.

Tomorrow marks the beginning of your final exams, and when those are over you’ll be one semester closer to graduating. You couldn’t even be excited about it, and you wondered if you’d have the mind to pass your exams at this rate.

Hunger had pulled you out of bed finally, but when you were in the middle of pouring yourself a bowl of Cheerios you regretted leaving your room at all. Soobin emerged from his bedroom and slowly approached you. You couldn’t help but wonder if he had spent all night thinking about what happened like you did.

He stood silently watching you before he spoke. “I’m sorry to ask after what I’ve done, but I need a favor.”

You looked away from your cereal to peer up at him. His dark hair obstructed his eyes from your view, but you didn’t need to see them clearly to know he was genuinely feeling apologetic.

“What is it?”

The heartbreak was clear in your voice, you couldn’t mask it. You could only hope to save a little pride from what he had seen of your soul last night.

“My parents are coming again this Tuesday, so if you could be away for the evening I would appreciate it.”

A bitter taste pooled in your mouth. Of course, he has valid reasons to not want you here when his parents visit. They have a contentious relationship, and your presence upset them last time. But given everything that’s happened, you felt hurt at the request. You wanted to help him work things about them. You wanted to support him.

But it wasn’t your place, and he did not ask for your help.

You simply nodded and began to reach toward your cereal bowl, fully intending to retreat to your room to eat it, but your arms halted halfway.

Tuesday.

You straightened up. “Is another donor coming over?”

Shit. Your mouth had moved before your brain could stop it.

He didn’t answer. Silent moments passed before he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Y/N-”

“Whatever.” You cut him off. “I guess it doesn’t concern me anyway.”

You grabbed your cereal and began to walk toward your room. Soobin would stop you. He would say no one’s coming. He would tell you he thought it over all night like you had and he had made a mistake, and wanted to be with you.

But he didn’t stop you like you had hoped, and he didn’t say a word.

So you went into your room heartbroken again.

It wasn’t hard to stay away Tuesday to give him time for his parents visit. You had trudged through your first three finals, and your final two would be over by Thursday. So Tuesday night you stay at your school’s library entirely too late studying. It was the only thing that could get Soobin off your mind. You were so close to being done with the semester and then school forever, and with or without Soobin you weren’t going to mess it up.

The biting December wind had made your nose and cheeks hurt. The warm air of the elevator to your apartment floor had yet to ease that pain when anxiety hit you like a freight train. Would there be a donor in the apartment?

There would be, of course. It’s not like your kiss and what followed suddenly made him not need blood, but it pained you. The feeling was twisting in your stomach like a knife. You were jealous, and it was hard to make peace with.

Even knowing all of that, what you saw when you stepped out of the elevator made your blood run cold. Your bones stiffened in rebellion as you forced yourself to walk forward anyway.

Leaving your apartment was a blonde girl you had seen before. Her blonde curls

bounced and hid her face as she walked past you, but you knew. Knowing what had just happened made your skin crawl. She had been in your apartment, possibly on your couch, being held by Soobin. She had his fangs in her. She had felt what you had felt only a few times but had grown addicted to. The high, the rush, the euphoria. She felt it all.

Even with the nauseating feeling of knowing Soobin would be right on the other side of the door, you pushed forward. You had to get in, get past him, and get to the safety of your room before you exploded. Heart rapidly thumping against its cage in your chest, you swung open the door.

Soobin was standing facing the door just a few feet away. He knew you were coming, it seemed. It’s as if he sensed your presence.

You let the door slam behind you and rushed past him. Facing him, talking to him, would only lead to more mistakes. To more heartache. Not right now, you couldn’t face him.

He grabbed your elbow roughly causing you to slightly jerk back. He was using a strength you didn’t know he possessed, enough to stop you in your tracks. “We need to talk.”

“No, we don’t.” The nausea was building and building to the point you were worried you would actually vomit. Your school bag slid down your other arm and thudded on the ground.

“Look at me, please.” A moment passed before he urged you again. “Y/N, look at me.”

You swallowed hard before turning your body to face him. His eyes were the most serious you’d ever seen them, and you knew yours must reveal the frantic need you felt to escape. Even after you looked at him, he didn’t let go.

“I’m not going, so what is it?”

He shook his head. “Come with me.”

Before you could question what he meant, he was pulling you toward his room.

“Wait, Soobin-”

He pulled harder, and you clamped your mouth shut. Your nerve endings were on fire at the anxiety of going into his room with him. The only time you had snuck a glance into his room was that fateful night all that time ago. The night with all the blood.

Once inside he pulled you to the large bed in the center of the room and moved you to sit on the edge. Sirens were sounding so loud in your ears to get the fuck out of there, but you were frozen in place. He stood tall and looming in front of you.

Although your panicked senses wanted to look all around his room, to scan your surroundings to get a better sense of security, your eyes were locked on his. They were a mixture of his normal dark, brown doe eyes swirled with the deep red they turned when he fed.

“There’s something I need you to understand.”

Your eyes moved to his lips as he spoke and you saw them: fangs. Protruding even more than when he’s normally talking.

The silence you answered with urged him on. “Seeing you like this does the most maddening things to me.”

Confusion briefly interrupted your frenzied anxiety. “What do you mean?”

“You’re hurt.” You opened your mouth to let him know it was his doing, but he kept speaking. “I know I have no right to say that. But damn, Y/N, I never wanted it to come to this. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Voice choked with emotion, you answered, “Then why? Why did you ask me to be a donor in the first place?”

He took a step toward you, and you instinctively leaned backward. “You really don’t know?”

You shook your head a little too quickly. It made your neck hurt slightly, and you noticed how his eyes trained on your neck at the movement.

His eyes met yours again and his hands slightly waved as he spoke. “You wake up every sense I thought was long dead.” His voice was wild in a way you’ve never heard before. “Your smell,” he paused before kneeling in front of you and grabbing your hands in his. You could feel the sweat of your palms slick against his. “You taste like a deep, rich sweetness that I can feel in every inch of my body when I feed from you. It’s so good it hurts in the most delicious way.”

You pulled your hands from his. “So you wanted to use me. So what? Did you ever think about how I would feel?”

“It’s more than that, Y/N.” He placed his hands on your knees. His grip was strong enough it made your already alert insides feel like jelly. “It’s so much fucking more than that.”

You didn’t want to give in. Giving in to him now would be disregarding your pride and letting the guy who keeps breaking your heart do it again.

“I’m not going to act like my intentions were always pure,” you started. “I got off on you feeding from me, but you hurt me.” The anger was rising in your voice. “How could you tell me you have feelings for me only to shut me out? There’s no denying you know how I feel. Yet you made me feel like a total fucking fool over and over again.”

Tears were falling by the time you finished speaking. Soobin brought one hand off your knee and up to wipe a few of your tears away. “I wanted to stay away, but you’re you. You’re kind, and you listen, and you support people when they need it. You’re funny and smart and you’re going to have a wonderful life. I don’t want to ruin that.”

You pushed his hand away. “What, I can’t even make my own decisions now? You didn’t let me make that choice. You chose for me. You brought me all the way in with your stupid fucking fake words and then you threw me away.”

To your surprise, you began to hear the rise of anger in his voice. “I never threw you away, and I never lied to you. I’m saving you from a life of misery.”

“How do you know what makes me miserable? Why do you think you know me so well?”

You stood abruptly, and he followed. “Y/N.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, rubbing against his as you inhaled. “I’m so sick of feeling like I’m chasing you around. You say one thing but do the opposite. I’m tired of it. I’m sick of it.”

His nostrils were flaring slightly, and you wondered how he had the audacity. “You didn’t seem sick of it when I was being vulnerable to you. When I was showing you myself. Did that mean nothing to you, Y/N?”

“Nothing to me?” Your voice had risen several octaves. It was then you noticed his eyes looked more red than before, and more crazed than you had ever seen on anyone. If you weren’t so angry, you would’ve been terrified. “I listened to you and tried to support you, only for you to shut me out when you decided we had gone too far.”

Without warning Soobin moved forward, and kept moving forward until it caused you to fall backward onto the bed. He followed, putting a hand on either side of your shoulders and caging you in.

“Soobin, what the-”

“Listen.” He brought his mouth to the shell of your ear. You felt paralyzed. “I want you so desperately. I want to be with you. I want to go on dates and know you more and make a life with you. But we both know why I can’t do that.” You wanted to protest, but then you felt him push his erection onto your leg. Your mind went momentarily blank. You were angry at what had happened, and yet you were elated to hear him say his feelings once more.

He continued. “I want to touch you. To hold you and kiss you.” He ran his nose down your neck inhaling as he went, and you were against your better judgment beginning to feel aroused as well. “I want to feel you beneath me. I want to feel your legs trembling as they hold onto me. I want to fuck you.”

You felt his fangs drag against the flesh of your neck as he brought his face near yours again. He spoke so faintly into your jaw. “Can I?”

So many thoughts flooded back into your brain. Don’t do this. He’s going to shut you out again. You’re angry with him. Don’t give in.

But despite it all, you whispered back, “Yes.”

Much slower than you had anticipated he pulled away slightly so he could look at you. Before, your emotions were running so high you could only decipher a few details, but now with this staring match you took in the sight of him. His dark hair was parted to one side and he was wearing a white button-up shirt with a wine red tie. The red of the tie accentuated his dazzling red eyes that had now seemed to calm their emotion. His gaze was no longer filled with anguish or worry, but lust.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve pictured having you here on this bed beneath me?” His voice was barely above a whisper. “Do you know how it makes me feel to want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything but to know I can’t have you?”

It was hard to decipher whether the last part was purely about his sexual desires or if there was an emotional confession hidden below the surface. Regardless, you put both of your hands on his cheeks and felt the smooth, cold skin. “Soobin?”

He closed his eyes and leaned into one of your hands in response.

The breath leaving your lungs hurt as you exhaled. “You already have me.”

Soobin’s eyes slowly opened at that. After a few moments of staring, he finally spoke. “Does that mean I still have a chance to make this right?”

He had hurt you, but you knew deep down your relationship with him was defined by so much more than that. He supported you in your dreams, and he moved your heart in a way no one else ever had. There was no denying it no matter which way you thought about it.

He cared for you.

And you knew without a single doubt in your mind you loved him.

Your thumb ran across his cheekbone as you answered him. “Let's make it right together.”

When his lips met yours this time, your heart swelled so much you thought it might pop. The kiss was slow and delicate, and you finally understood what people meant when they said they felt fireworks. He pulled away to your dismay, but what he did next made your heart nearly stop.

While leaving one hand by your shoulder to support himself above you, he brought the other hand to his tie and loosened it. It had to be the hottest thing you’d ever seen, and you prayed you could somehow tattoo this image to the inside of your eyelids.

“Can you say it again?”

As he removed his tie you slipped your hands down from his cheeks to his solid chest. You were about to begin unbuttoning his shirt but he placed his hand on yours to stop you. Your mind finally processed his request. “Say what?”

He smirked and you felt it between your legs. “Tell me that you’re mine. That I can have you.”

You were practically salivating at the sight of him, so you swallowed hard before replying. “Soobin, I belong to you.”

You heard him mutter a small ‘fuck’ before he was kissing you again. This time more heated and fervent than before. The feeling of his fangs brushing past your tongue as you kissed him made your head spin. He released your hands and assisted you in unbuttoning his shirt. You felt the icy skin of his abs under your fingertips and although your eyes were closed you felt him rip his shirt completely away. You wanted to see him so badly, to drink in the sight of him bare for you, but he wouldn’t break the kiss. It was as if he had an unquenchable thirst for something other than your blood.

The thought sent a shiver down your spine. You might as well have been completely at the mercy of a being whose complexities you didn’t fully understand. Maybe you would never be able to. Was hell real, and would fucking a vampire seal your fate to go when it was your time? The feeling of Soobin’s lips and one of his hands sneaking down to grip your chest made you realize you couldn’t make yourself care about that. All you cared about was Soobin and how badly you needed him in this moment, and possibly forever.

You turned your head, needing to catch your breath, and he took the opportunity to attack your neck. It was a flurry of kisses and small nicks from his fangs and it made a small moan escape past your lips. You felt him smile against your neck before he murmured, “Do my fangs turn you on? Pervert.”

You wanted to deny it, but he moved away to pull your sweater off your body. You helped him by raising your arms, and the chilled air of his room caused your skin to erupt with goosebumps. It was all so cold, actually, his skin and his kisses.

He seemed to notice your discomfort, because after he had removed your jeans he asked, “Is everything alright?”

You nodded, “Just a little cold.”

He smiled as he unbuckled his belt and slid it off, “You’ll have to get used to that.”

And with that, instant butterflies. This is your first night of many, and he knows it, too.

He sat up leaving his black jeans hanging low on his hips. His smile became something wicked as he slowly crept down your body. He used his big hands to slowly push your legs apart and you could feel your heart rate accelerating.

“I wonder.” He whispered, running his hands up from your knees along your inner thighs, before finally reaching your hips and gently pressing you into his mattress. “I wonder if you’ve ever pictured this like I have.”

He hooked his fingers beneath your underwear and slowly slid them down your legs. You trembled. The anticipation of what was to come, to possibly feel his tongue where you needed him most, was exhilarating.

When they were finally off, he settled his head between your thighs, a strong hand gripping each of them. He gave you one lick along your sex while he looked up at you, and you knew you were a goner. He started slow, gently sucking your clit before releasing your thigh to bring his hand closer to you. He slid in two, long fingers, careful to not move too quickly to hurt you. However, you were eager for more. More movement, more of him. It was a little embarrassing how much just his fingers did for you. He moved them in and out, picking up the pace and seemingly hitting deeper with every plunge. When he curled them upward slightly you became aware of how much you were trembling. His tongue moving on you, his fingers, his other hand rubbing circles on your thigh, it was all too much.

Your hands found his hair and gripped him tightly, causing him to moan into you. The feeling only brought you closer to your high, and through your haze of pleasure you had an idea that sounded so devious, even to you.

“Bite me.”

He didn’t stop, instead, he quickened his pace, fucking you even faster with his fingers. Moans were leaving your mouth almost frantically and you couldn’t stop them. You didn’t want to beg, but you were getting so close, and you knew you would have the orgasm of your life if he listened.

You practically cried out. “Bite me, please.”

You were on the edge now, and he was relentless with his mouth and hand. Strong movements hit just the right spots. He must have felt you were close, because right before you felt yourself topple over the edge he turned his head and bit roughly into your inner thigh.

The now familiar sting of his fangs inside you felt so entirely new in this different spot. The ecstasy from the bite shot all the way through you, and you came so hard it was almost painful. He continued the work of his fingers as he retracted his fangs from you and began to suck. The pleasure kept coming in rolling waves, each peak higher and more intense than the last as he drank from you.

You were practically crying as you pleaded with him, “Too much, too much.”

He removed his fingers softly before delicately detaching his lips from your thigh. Your chest was heaving as you tried to catch your breath. His eyes met yours as he licked your wound and sealed it up. The image of him licking your wound, the smallest bit of your blood smeared across his bottom lip, was going to ruin any other man for you.

Not that you wanted any other man, anyway.

He sat back and began to undo the button on his black jeans, his eyes raking across your skin. “How are you real?”

That caught you off guard. You breathed out, “What?”

“You look and taste so good. It’s unfair.” When he pulled his clothes down your eyes were drawn to him. He was so much bigger than you had imagined, than he had felt through his jeans. The idea that he would be inside you excited and frightened you.

As if he read your mind, he assured you. “You can take it, I’ll be gentle.” Soobin came back down to you, his face so close you could almost taste your own blood on his lips. “Well,” he stroked himself with one hand, “For as long as I can be.”

The taste of you as well as your blood as he kissed you only spurred you on, and you felt the smallest bit guilty at how much it turned you on. You could only dwell on it for a second, however, before you felt him rubbing the head of his cock against you.

“Please.” You mumbled into the kiss, “Please.”

He moved his lips to your jaw, kissing there before demanding, “Tell me exactly what you want.”

Surrendering to him was your only option, you were absolutely drunk off the feeling of his dick against you. But you needed more.

You gripped his shoulders and inhaled deeply. You knew what you wanted, and if you got it, there was a chance the pleasure was going to kill you. You told him anyway. “Please fuck me.”

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the stretch. He took his time, like he was scared to break you, and pushed in slowly. He sighed quietly, obviously feeling a deep relief from finally feeling you around him. A loud hiss left your lips as he reached a certain point, and he paused. “Y/N?”

After you took a moment to adjust, you assured him, “I’m okay.”

“I’m almost fully in, let me know if it’s too much.” You nodded, feeling warm at his consideration for you but also mortified that he wasn’t all the way in yet.

As promised, the burning stretch returned as he bottomed out. Your hands slipped down to grip his biceps. “Fuck.” You cursed, feeling the dangerous mixture of pain and pleasure deep inside as your body began to accept him. He kissed your cheek, your forehead, and your mouth again lightly as he encouraged you.

“You’re taking me so well, my good girl.”

His good girl. The words made you lightheaded, or maybe that was the loss of blood. It didn’t matter, either way, you loved it a little too much.

Soobin’s eyes searched yours for a signal to go, a sign that you were ready, and you couldn’t deny him or yourself much longer. You let your eyes flutter shut and kissed him. He didn’t waste a second after your approval, and you felt him pull all the way out until just the tip was inside.

A moment of loss, and then he plunged forward once more. The fullness was overwhelming to the point tears pricked the corner of your eyes. It wasn’t bad, no, it was amazing. It was beyond what you had imagined when you touched yourself over and over to the memory of being bitten. But it was so much.

Strong, slow strokes rocked you into his bed. He pulled away from your kisses to look at you, and his lips parted in awe. “You look so fucking sexy with those tears in your eyes. Is it too big?” Unable to answer from your immense focus on his movement, you shook your head. He laughed, “That’s right. I know my girl can take it.”

You had just fully adjusted to his size when he began to go quicker. Pleasure was building again much faster than you could handle, and your head could only hold the words ‘fuck’, ‘full’, and ‘Soobin.’ Your mouth chanted the first like it was a mantra as you threaded your fingers through his hair and held on for security. Your legs were trembling as they locked around him and pulled him further into you.

“You feel so fucking good.” He praised you before swooping his head down to your chest. He bit the soft flesh of your breast, not fully sinking his fangs in, but enough to leave a mark. You yelped, and you felt his dick grow impossibly harder inside you in response. “God,” he spoke into the curve of your breasts, “you make such pretty sounds.”

The rhythm of his hips fucking into you was relentless. But just when you thought it was all feeling too much again, his smell everywhere, his huge dick splitting you open, his hands and mouth on your chest, he slid one of his hands down your body until he was softly rubbing circles on your clit.

Despite all the cold of his body, the heat was building. The anticipation of your next orgasm had you delirious, and when he moved his mouth up to your ear you felt the tension snap and you let go.

“Let go, Y/N. Cum on me.”

The pleasure overtaking your being was much like your first time bitten: fire and ice. Heat was exploding inside you in flames of pleasure, burning and eating up all the oxygen in your lungs. But his cold kisses and hands soothed and ached all the same.

As the intensity lessened you finally saw him through the cloudiness of your mind. Soobin’s face, near inches above yours, was contorted with satisfaction. You had been so distracted by your own desires and high that you had missed the ungodly amount of pornographic sounds coming from him. He was muttering a string of quiet ‘fuck’s and ‘oh’s and was sighing and grunting and the closer he got to his high, damn near whimpering.

In the past, your attempts at dirty talk with partners had been awkward and unsuccessful. But this was Soobin, you felt safe with him, and fuck did you want to see him cum. To see his face and hear what sounds he would make. To know his unravelling was your doing.

Your hands left his biceps to slowly travel across his shoulders then down to his chest. His pace was furious, and you noticed how every one of his muscles was taut with exertion. Although somewhat ironic, you kiss his neck. “I love the way you fuck me, Soobin.”

He could only respond with an ‘ah’, and as smooth as you were trying to be, you felt overstimulation creeping in and making you sound breathless.

“Only want you to fuck me.” You moved one hand to hold the back of his neck as you spoke into it. “Only you can have me.”

His dick was twitching inside you as he moved, and you knew he was getting impossibly close. Worried you sounded silly, you spoke your mind and desires to him.

“Want me to bite you? Want to feel it too?”

“Fuck,” his voice was getting louder. “Yes, fuck.”

Remembering the first time he bit and fed from you, you gave him a soft kiss on the soft skin of his neck. A kiss, and then a bite.

He pulled out quickly, and came in spasmic ropes on your stomach. The sound he made was so guttural, so completely carnal in nature, that although you were still coming off the high of being overstimulated, pride swelled in your chest.

When he stopped shuddering, he opened his eyes and gazed down on you. You could only hope you looked as stunning and beautiful as he did in his post-orgasm glow. His hair a wild mess, his lips swollen and red, and his eyes. They were so clear and so full of what could only be identified as adoration.

He brought his face close to yours once more, and kissed you tenderly as if it were the first time over again. It was over for you.

You could only ever belong to him.

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