warnings. established relationship, dom!riki, p in v, spanking (ass & pussy), praise, not degrading but he's rough
College always got the best of you. Sometimes it was just hard to stay focused with all of the upcomming tests, exams and projects, so when your boyfriend offered you help for the next important exam you had to at least give it a chance.
"I asked you a question. Go ahead and answer it before I change my hand for my belt." His voice was rough again, just like his words.
It has been like that for the whole study session, asking you questions so nicely, encouraging you to answer them correctly because 'you knew them' and 'you told him the answer a few questions ago'. But if you took more seconds to think about it than he liked, a little punishment was sure to come.
When Riki's palm landed once more at the lower part of your rear you gasped, biting your lip and closing your eyes to try and search for the answer everywhere in your mind.
And fuck, you had no idea about this one. You couldn't even remember writing it down on the class notes you gave him to get the questions from somewhere.
"You better answer, because this pretty thing is starting to get so so red. And I for sure feel bad for still going on with the spanking." You heard the sound of the stack of papers as he placed them at the edge of the bed and his little shift in position to crouch behind of your bending body. "I'll give you one more chance, alright?"
His lips pronounced the unanswered question again, this time returning to the soft voice and touch. But no matter how much you thought about it, you simply didn't know. "I don't remember, 'ki."
"You don't remember, baby?" You shook your head, your cheeks tinting pink from embarrassment.
You told him you studied so much, that was the only reason why he offered himself to help you this way, because you were meant to know every little question and he wouldn't have to spank you even once.
He grabbed the notes again just to throw them to you, making them land next to your head on the middle of the mattress. "Read it, I expect you to reply to me later with confidence."
Your hands switched from squeezing the sheets to hold onto the papers, scanning them to get the answer you needed. You'd remember it, you were sure of that. Because the sting you felt when he changed his whole palm for his fingers, and your rear for your clit was enough to make you close your legs immediately.
"That ain't no way of asking me to stop, is it?" His other hand caressed up and down your thigh, soothing you. "Keep them open and read, that's the only thing you need to do right now."
You sighed in defeat, slowly separating your thighs again just to be met with other two not too harsh slaps on your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your face fell flat over the sheets, screaming to him on repeat the answer you just read as your toes curled.
"That's it, that's it. I promise to give you a great reward once we're done with this."
Minutes passed and he said this would be the last round of questions, just to check that you indeed knew it all. But now it was slightly different, your belly was on top of one of your pillows while his cock got buried slowly inside of your velvety walls, making him groan from the expected tightness.
You could do nothing more than to moan when his hips started moving in a gentle motion and curse at him when he stopped because you took more than five seconds to answer correctly.
But that feeling of him moving again, rocking both of your bodies back and forth while his free hand explored all of your expossed skin drove you crazy enough to forget how mad you were at him for stopping.
"You can throw this to the trash, I swear I don't understand why you like this degree. We're done with it." The stack of your notes flew from his grasp, each one of the papers being spread on the bed right in front of your face. "I've been asking you that for the last hour and a half and I don't remember one thing."
You giggled, of course he didn't. To be fair, you were so shocked he agreed to parcitipate in this. "Well, I do. That's what matters."
"Oh, you don't know how mad I'mma be if your teacher fails you this one. Because I'm so damn proud of you." Riki leaned forward, cooing his words behind the shell of your ear. "Let's focus now on giving you the reward you deserve."
Of course he's gonna wear a Toy Story costume with you. When you told him the idea you could swear you saw him kicking his feet in the air. He would pull you to his lap any free moment you two got, every couch, every chair, every empty surface. You were his cowgirl for the night, at the party and on his bed.
JAY
Just like in your everyday reality, you almost always helped him with the cooking. He would definitely try to do your make up, not everything, but the little nose and whiskers was a must for him when he first saw you with the cute ears and tail, running towards him to place the hat on his head.
JAKE
If he can carry his girlfriend and show off his muscles to you while also seeing you dressed as his princess, he's going to do it. Have you seen his previous Mario costume? Now he has finally completed his mission. Oh and don't be surprised if every guy that tries to interact with you is now refered as Bowser.
SUNGHOON
He wanted to go to that party in pajamas, like why would you make him wear a suit when he can pull off a weird headband and leave it there? But it all made sense when he saw you with that yellow dress. He was gonna wear the first blazer he saw but he would keep his hand around your waist all night to show you off.
SUNOO
He chose it for you. Since he is already a fox all he had to do was turn you into his favorite bunny. Tons of pics just teasing you, twisting the ears, pulling you from the tail and holding your cheek with his fangs while posing. He was oh so happy because not only he looked adorable, but also his girlfriend.
JUNGWON
Wouldn't be mad if you dressed him up as the prince of your dreams, but this was way funnier. And like this he could enjoy more matching pajamas with you at your sleepovers. He's still making sure like every three minutes that not even one single button is off, that's for him to see later.
NI-KI
Don't blame him if he drags you to play some basketball even though you're freezing in the cold weather, he just wants to see you in action (and for you to play with him for once). He'd also take off his ears until you put them back on his head, next time you should glue 'em while getting both of you ready.
warnings. blood mentions (he's a vampire), dom!sunghoon, oral (f. & m. receiving), hair pulling, spanking (just one smack tbh), fingering, degrading & praise (not much, he's just a little mean sometimes), multiple orgasms (f.), overstimulation, pet names, a little of aftercare, reader's best friend is a dick
synopsis. There's nothing weirder than coming home from shopping at night and remembering absolutely nothing, but what if a pretty face makes you remember everything? Maybe the weirdest thing was him all this time.
Walking alone through the empty streets during night time wasn't something that made people feel comfortable, and you weren't the exception. Your ears pricked up with every little noise, and when something cracked, your head turned to that direction.
Nothing.
There was nothing behind you, nothing that would have cracked a single tree branch that was now laying on the paved ground. Your grip on your bag tightened, ready to start running away as far as you could from that almost completely dark alley. The first time you thought about it it didn't seem as bad of an idea to shortcut through this barely iluminated one.
Your steps quickened, but when you were halfway crossing it, the only postlight flickered a few times, finally turning off in front of your eyes. And he knew it was his time to act.
A hand wrapped its fingers around your wrist, turning you around and pressing your back against one of the walls of the buildings that formed the alley. A sudden urge to flee the scene hit you like a cold water bucket being thrown on your face, your free hand still holding the bag they gave you at the 24h shop, and a quick swing from it gave you hopes of leaving.
The guy smirked at your attempt of self-defense, stopping the swing with his other arm, covering the side of his face. "That wasn't a very nice thing to do, hm?" His voice was nothing more than a whisper, sending chills down your back. And at the feeling of your knees and feet trying to land some hits on his legs, which you oblivious to it all thought were pretty much good kicks, his features only got slightly annoyed. With knitted perfect brows, he talked to you again. "You're a troublesome. Stop struggling, be good and avoid moving, you'll end up hurting yourself more."
"No! Let me go!" You shouted, letting the bag land with a loud thud onto the ground. Taking advantage of your new freely hand, you pressed it hard against his cheek, pushing his face away some inches. "Go away! What do you even want?!"
He complained with a low growl, both of your hands on top of your head, pinned to the wall in less than a second . "What do I want?" It was a sarcastic tone, mocking you. "For you to shush and make things easier for both of us. I'm starving."
"Take it all then, take the whole bag!" Your eyes wandered to the ground, some snacks boxes fell out of the plastic and now were all over the paved street.
"Do I seem like the type of guy to eat that shit?"
His words rumbled on your eardrums, the sigh of that cocky grin appearing again on the commissure of his lips, revealing his teeth. Long, sharp fangs emerging from his gums, upper ones passing his lower lip. Scoffing was all you could do, incredulous at what you were seeing. "Nice joke." You mumbled, not too sure if it actually was one, they looked so real.
The tall guy used his other hand to yank your hair and pull your head to the side, getting a gasp from your side and leaving an open espace to fit his face. "I'm upset you think it's a joke, but if you want to believe so... Whatever makes you the happiest, doll." A shiver started at your neck and ended at your toes when the warmes of a bigger and harder tongue licked a small spot near to your collarbone, making you freeze. "Finally noticed how real this is, huh?" He chuckled.
You shook your head from side to side, refusing to process that it was all real as he was telling you. "Please. Please, don't." A little whisper slipped out of your throat, his face lifting when he heard your pleas, eyes glowing in a now redish tone, different from his previous dark color.
"Don't what? You need to be more specific about this one."
Each time his voice entered your ears and the vibrations reached the deepest point in them you could feel how you lost yourself, little by little. The tone of his voice, the shimmer in his eyes as he looked at yours, the way his claws brushed on your scalp, and how good it felt his wet muscle over your sensitive skin, right above the pulse of your carotid artery. "D-don't bite me." You finally begged.
His face disappeared again on your neck, his fangs tracing patters, lines that went up and down on a single path. "How hopeful are you? Or maybe just a dumb little prey." Soft nibbles were left around that same wet spot. "Did you just ask a vampire not to bite you while we're like this, pretty?"
Something caught his attention, because one more time those eyes that your body was starting to be forced to love, scanned your traits. "Oh? What are those? Shhh..." He shushed you, the tip of his tongue cleaning all of the tears that had your cheeks stained. The moment he finished, a sweeter smile was directed to you. "Come on, I know you can behave. You're already half lost, it's not like you can do anything else. I'll make it hurt as little as possible, alright? That's it, just nod for me."
Like he asked you to do, you did no more shaking of your head, just nods. Your tears got wiped away just to feel the warmth of his saliva instead, or maybe what stayed over your puffy cheeks was a mix of both.
When he saw how you stayed still, completely drunk on his essence, he let go of your hair and wrists. Your eyes closed and a sting made you whine, holding his shoulder as tightly as you could, a weak grasp if you were to ask him later. The side of your face pressing lightly on top of his hair as he bit down and after a good half a minute, the needles-like fangs came out of the new holes of your neck. "How are you feeling?" He asked, detaching from you just while he spoke, returning to lap over the two marks, cleaning all the blood that escaped after he ended the bite.
You hummed, eyes still closed. "Need you to answer me. I might be a bloodsucker, and I'm sorry for that. But I'm not a killer." He cupped your cheek, holding your face up to make eye contact with you once he stood up straight. "Now tell me, what's your name?" Your name came out in a murmur, not having too much strenght to answer his question. "And what time is it now, more or less?"
"It's... it's 2AM?" You replied, more like a question, because you had no idea of how much time had passed since you left the convenience store.
"Good. Yes, it's 2AM. And I think it's time for you to head back home, something bad could happen to you." He said, almost like if being bitten by a vampire wasn't something to be worried, or like if he wasn't the one that did so. He left your body pressed on the wall to crouch down and pick up the bag that fell from your hand time ago. "Here, you remember where your house is?" He handed it to you.
"Y-yeah, yeah." You could notice how the tingles that covered your whole neck finally stopped, and that half-drunk state you were induced also started to vanish from your system. And like that, with a bit of his help, you took the firsts step towards your destination.
Weeks went by and the memories from that weird walk back home weren't returning to your mind in the slightest, everything was a blank in your mind. To be fair it was more like a red, because one thing was clear, that iron taste on the deepests parts of your throat lasted for the next three days.
The more you thought about it the less clear things appeared to be, your clothes were all good placed, nothing from your bag disappeared, and not a single bruise was left on your skin. But a pretty face always seemed to be part of your foggy memories. Pale tone, dark hair, dark ey-
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" A strong voice made presence in your bedroom. Clouds evaporated your mind while your eyes followed his steps, closer to your bed. "Don't tell me you have a new guy." Your friend lightly chuckled.
"Oh, come on. I would have told you if that was the case." You joked with him, moving your hand in the air in front of you as a way of denying his assumptions.
"You know, if you need anything you can just tell me." He winked back, that grin he always had while trying to flirt with you, even though you couldn't count with the fingers of your hand how many times you have told him you weren't interested.
You rolled your eyes, holding back a frustated laugh. "Sure, sure." And by the time your eyes finished blinking to open back again, he grabbed you by your forearm, pulling you up and handing you that tight dress you said you'd be wearing for tonight. Just to go out with him to a random modern pub in the middle of the town. "Okay, I'll get going."
"Perfect, don't want us to be late."
Nodding your head while you stepped inside of your bathroom and closing the door behind you, you sighed. Your makeup was already done, so all that was left was getting dressed.
The main reason you were going out past midnight was only him, he asked you to go together, enthusiastic. So you couldn't bring yourself to reply with a single no to your childhood friend, and here you were.
Loud music banged your head, the mix of the alcohol and a bunch of people wasn't as a great idea as your friend told you. His hand was already around your waist, his lips closer than they ever were and on the current state nothing was seen like a bad action anymore.
"Should have stayed at your apartment, hm?" You ears barely understood his slurred speech, and if he was like that, yours was probably the same since both of you drank exactly what the other one orderer.
"But we're having fun, so I gues- Oh! It's him! I think it's him!" Your eyes widened, quickly pulling away from your drinking partner and pushing people on your way to reach for that tall guy.
You were able to hear the calls of your name, not paying much attention to him. Once that handsome looks were in front of you again, you reached for his arm, his jacket between your fingers. And you were met with a surprised stare. "Do you-" He cough, trying to get away from your grip. "I think you got the wrong person."
You blinked your eyes a few times while you took in all of his traits, you remembered that moles, the way his lips moved and the way they got closer and closer to your neck.
No.
They weren't getting closer to you, he was indeed trying to run away from you, waiting for the moment in which you let his jacket go. But you could swear they got closer at you at some point.
You shook your head, looking up into his eyes. "You're the guy from that night! What did you do to me? I can't remember anything, you must have drugge-!"
This time his fingers were the ones pressing against your body, to your mouth, covering it before your screams continued. Screams that were saying something he didn't even do to you. "You are drunk, think before you accuse me of doing such thing." He furrowed his brows, holding your stare. His eyes made you want to trip and fall all over him, who wouldn't want that? But there was something else apart from that frustation gaze over you, or perhaps it was just your drunk self trying to see things. Either way, you sensed a bit of fear in them.
A fist crossed between your bodies, hitting 'hard' against his chest. Reactions very different from one side to the other, a small grunt from the guy and a few messed up words from part of your friend, who you didn't know how he got to you in the first place. And finally the people around of you doing an 'oooh', loud enough to catch the stares of what you supposed was a bouncer. Big shoulders approaching towards the three of you and kicking you out like if he was throwing away a feather from his clothes.
"I did nothing! He was harrassing my girl, yeah, that was what he was doing!" Your friend claimed, shouting at the bouncer under the tired eyes of the other guy, arms crossed in front of his chest, not even attemption to touch you.
The bouncer left, leaving you three out in the cold of the night. "I'm not your girl." You mumbled, pointing a finger at your male friend.
He replied with a groan, shrugging his shoulder, completely changed demeanor. "Weren't saying the same back there." A hand placed on your hips, dangerously getting closer to your buttock.
You were quick enough to grab it before he could actually squeeze it, pulling it up and then off your body. "It wasn't like that. I didn't... Just forget about it." Your voice lowered, not feeling that comfortable to speak with him again about the theme in which he was so persisent, even most of your female friends told you to stop hanging out with him.
During a normal day, he would have backed up, laughing away the situation and not mencioning it for at least a whole day. But tonight wasn't the case. He took hold of your arm, keeping you close to him and tilting his chin up a bit, towering over you. You tried to step back one more time, not wanting to engage into an argument with him or into whatever he was planning on doing. "We both know you really want it, stop acting like this."
His words were much more than your patience could take and a pull from your side was enough to make him do the same. With the slight difference that his was stronger. And with a wrong step on your high heels your knees ended up on the ground, he releasing you from his grip.
A figure grew quickly from the ground, the guy that before was sitting on the end of the street, feet touching the road and arms over knees, was now in front of you. He held a hand to you while giving you his back, facing your friend, making a shield between the two of you. "She doesn't want to, drop it."
"What the hell would you know?!"
"She just told you." He replied, helping you get up when you took his hand. "You're both drunk, just go to your house and eat something."
"I'm not gonna leave her alone with you, creep." You saw how the chest of your friend grew bigger from behind the guy's back, his hand still holding yours, not letting you go from his side.
"And I'm not gonna leave her alone with a drunk man either."
Five minutes after that, you three were at the bus stop, waiting for the night bus to arrive since none of you brought a car, direction to your house they said.
Your eyes slowly opened, a snore heard a few rooms away. You were at your apartment, the alarm clock marked past 5AM, an unusual hour to wake up.
The last thing you remembered from last night was you giving the unknown dude your keys because you weren't able to open your own door. So with a slow movement you sat up on your bed, your image on the mirror telling you that the dress was still on. The first steps after standing up always felt weird, even more now that your mind was between being drunk and having a hangover, but you made your way to the living room successfully.
"What are you doing awake?" A voice received you, his eyes fixated on you before you fully stepped out of the hallway.
"Could ask the same." You marked, leaning against the wall, eyes fighting to be completely open.
He cleared his throat, nervous, then moved his head towards the body of your friend lying on the couch, snoring. "Need to look after both of you, I don't know what he is capable of doing."
"But aren't you sleepy at all?" Your eyebrow raised, scanning him. He was sitting at the armchair next to the couch, one of his legs over his other knee and his phone between his hands.
"Not really." He simply stated. "But you should go back to sleeping."
"I'll go later, now I'm curious. What's your name?"
"Sunghoon."
A silence settled on the room after his answer, your arms crossing in front of you. "You didn't ask mine, so you already know." His lips parted, ready to speak up, but you started before. "I know you were the one from that night. I can hardly remember things, just speak up about what happened, you're literally on the living room of my home."
"I can't." He hesitated, looking away from your eyes.
"You can, or I'll go to the police, now I know your name."
"No need, I swear. I just..." His hands pushed back his hair, fingers between his dark locks. He sighed, shaking his head. "Hear me out, I really can't."
You stepped closer, ready to ask again, when a humming sound turned both of your stares towards your friend, sleeping. Taking a deep breath, you calmed yourself down. If he wanted to hurt you, you'd have already been hurt. So you ended up walking, looking down at him and grabbing his jacket from his arm, just like you did at the pub.
He stood up, not bothering to put resistance when you guided him to the hallway. "Now explain." You whispered.
His expression was unpleasant, brows knitted just a little, shoulders rigid and his fingers expanding and contracting from time to time. "You wouldn't believe me, there's no sense in trying to explain. Now, please go back to sleep." He hissed the last sentence, his right hand forming a fist around the edge of his jacket.
"At least try it. All you're achieving like this is for me to get angrier."
He gulped, another shook, the front strands of his hair waving at the same pace.
The hand that left his jacket when you brought him to the hallway returned back to it, bringing him a bit closer, making him look at you. "Spit it out."
"Stop it." He snapped at you, holding your wrist back. "Are you that curious to know?"
"Yeah, I am. I want to know why the fuck I don't remember shit from a night and the last thing I saw was your stupid face."
"Good, because I'm hungry."
You turned into confussion, about to signal towards the kitchen when the hand previously on your wrist took your waist, turning you to have your back against the wall. He half crouched, the index finger of his other hand brushing over your knee, making you squirm, it hurt. Your mind connected dots, the only way of you to have a bruise there was the moment you fell in front of the pub's doors.
"Tasted so good last time. That idiot put to waste some of it." He whispered, complaining. And then he placed his pointer on the tip of his tongue, closing his eyes at the contact. Eyes widening, you tried to move, but his grip was too strong to fight back, so you submerged your own fingers in his hair. "I'm sorry." He muttered before the whole surface of his tongue licked up your bruised knee. Legs shaking at the feeling, and just to make it worse, sloppy wet kisses followed after the lick, each one higher up your inner thigh.
"W-what...?" The air inside of your lungs left you as your only word escaped your lips.
He grabbed your hips, keeping you pressed against the wall and slowly lifting your leg up to place it over his shoulder. "Keep your legs like that, I know it's not the most comfortable one, but it's been a time since I bit down here."
Your brain felt blank, no reaction, no words, no complains, just nods. And the beginning of a pool forming on your underwear.
"Don't scream, you'll wake him up. And I don't want any interruptions until I'm full." Another nod. The kisses transformed into him dragging his teeth over your skin, then soft nibbles, and at the end there were only two fangs digging on your inner thigh, making their way through blood vessels.
You pulled his hair, tears rolling down your cheeks and falling down on your chest, some of them ending at his scalp even. The effort you put into not separating your lips and cry out his name was huge. His fangs pulled out, the numbing feeling too obvious to pass unnoticeable, but his wet muscle now lapped over the two dots that you still hadn't seen. When his head raised and his eyes checked yours, the feeling of a sticky, wet trail went down your thigh until it reached the floor.
His finger cleaned the blood trail, sucking on it after bringing it to his mouth and pulling it out making a 'pop' noise. His thumb reaching out for the inner part again and slowly massaging where he bit the previous seconds. "You wouldn't have believed me." He murmured, keeping it quiet as well to not wake up the sleeping drunk at the couch.
Speechless, you looked down at the two marks, slowly healing in front of your eyes. "Why-" You stopped, breath hitching because of the crying from before. "Why I don't remember anything?"
"Do you think you'd have slept fine if you knew there were bloodsuckers all around at night, searching for someone in the dark to sink their teeth?" Eyes still down, you shook your head, no verbal response to his question. "Then that's why."
"How? I mean, yeah. How? Why are you a... vampire?"
"I was turned into one, that's the main reason."
"No, but- None of this makes any sense."
He scoffed. "I know." Getting up from the floor and wrapping his hands around both of your sides to help you stand up in front him. You mentally thanked him, he was the one who made your leg numb.
"So, you were there to bite someone?" You questioned him, keeping one of your hands over his shoulder to wait until you felt your limb again.
"Eat. Don't say it like that, if I wasn't hungry I wouldn't do it."
"But it's what you do."
"I don't care. I just do it to eat, it's not like I can choose to stop doing it. I tried starving myself the night I saw you, I feel better knowing you don't remember how it started."
Head tilting to the side and frowning, you asked him. "Why would you starve yourself?"
He ran his fingers through his hair one more time. "I tried to. But now I know it doesn't work at all." You just stared back at his face, as if telling him to keep explaining it. "I couldn't hold it back. I ended up biting the first person that crossed past the street, you." His factions were almost disgusted, probably at himself.
"I mean, it's your nature. We all have to eat, like you like to say it, you just do it differently."
"You thought I was trying to rape you." He spat out, looking at your eyes for a moment, his breath shaky. "Each time I've done it I get them to forget the sick part where they are bitten by someone that they think it's just a human. But I was so out of my damned mind that I couldn't do it right to you."
"Hey, hey. Calm down." Your hand landed softly over his shoulder, pointing to the living room with your head.
He sighed, nodding, but still freaking out about it. "You don't get it. What if one day I lose complete control?"
"You won't." You tried to reassure him, not too sure of what to say. The way his eyes looked so desperate made your heart ache for some reason still unknown. All you knew about this guy was his name, and that he was a vampire. "You can... you can bite me whenever you need it."
His eyes widened in shock, looking for any sign of regret in your words.
"Thank you."
Your nails were digging on the fabric of his sweatpants while his lips pressed against the inner part of your forearm. It had been almost two weeks since you promised to let him feed from your own blood, and here he was, last week was the same, maybe a little more uncomfortable.
"Ready?" Sunghoon asked in a low tone, the warmth of his breath mixing with your wet skin from his saliva. You nodded, the grip on his pants tightening, preparing yourself for the weird feeling. And sharp fangs perfored you again, in a new spot.
The marks from the last times were already gone, it was true that thanks to him even the bruise you had on your knee from that fall healed in just two days.
With eyes closed, you gulped. Blood pumping faster through your veins at the anxiety you started to feel due to holding back the whines your throat wanted to release. He made a soft noise, vibrating over your forearm, letting you know that he was feeling it as well. Your belly flooded with butterflies at his sound, not able to keep biting down on your lower lip and letting out a cry. And after a first one, the rest just came out.
One of his hands reached down to brush his thumb on your palm, moving your hand as his lips continued sucking blood out of your body to finally interwind his fingers with yours, now your nails switched to dig on his hand instead of the fabric.
Having you like that, he lasted a little more than a minute until his fangs were dragged out of the flesh, cleaning any drop that fell out. "Look at me, are you doing alright?"
His words made you lift your eyelids, meeting with his gaze between a courtain of tears that accumulated on your eyes. Your lips closed as quickly as you remembered the situation, cheeks flushed while thinking about how he heard all of your whimpers.
With a squeeze on your hand, he used his free one to wipe the tears that clouded your vision. The vampire looked so immersed in his world, taking care of you, your body leaned forward on its own without giving you any time to rethink about it. A peck planted on his lips.
Before you knew how it happened, he was pulling you on top of his hips, holding your thighs for you to straddle him as the kiss deepened, letting you taste the weird iron flavor from your blood.
You broke the contact after almost a whole minute, breathless. His eyes opened for the first time since your kissing session had begun. "Is this your way of telling me to go gentler? Because I really like it." He joked, hard breathing too.
A giggle from your part filled the living room. "Always making me cry."
"Next time I should try not making you spill a single tear. But for today it's enough. And you should actually go and have some check-ups. I'm worried you might develop anemia."
"What if they ask me questions, huh?" You raised a brow, a grin growing on the corner of your lips.
"I don't know, just say you donated blood." He shrugged back at you, same smile forming on his face now.
"Donated indeed. You should start to pay me for being a personal pantry."
"You offered first." He excused himself, teasing you. "But I guess I could take you out to a café. You eat, I eat."
"Don't try buying me. I accept, though."
You were sure a few of the waiters looked at the two of you a bit weirded out, but it wasn't like he could do anything about it. While you finished telling your order Sunghoon only denied politely when they asked him if he wanted anything. And the moment he paid for your sweet snacks and drink, maybe they had the concept of a sugardaddy in their minds.
"Can't you like... I don't know, maybe drink a juice?" You asked him, turning slightly on the front passager's seat in his car to look at him.
He shrugged. "Don't think so." He replied, eyes on the road in front of him. "Last time I tried it was a few years ago and it only gave me bellyache. Plus I don't feel like it."
"That's true! Don't you have cravings of things you ate before?"
"Not really." Sunghoon smirked, eyeing at your face through the corner of his eyes. "All the cravings I've been getting lately were your blood."
Your cheeks blushed ever so slightly, body squirming on the seat to try and hold the wave of electricity that crossed your four limbs thanks to his words. "Shut up. Is that your way of flirting, Mr. vampire?"
Sunghoon chuckled, holding the steering wheel a bit tighter under your teases. "You don't like it? Or you just need more pick-up lines?"
"Show me what else you've got." You said, half of a grin forming on the side edge of your lips.
He cleared his throat, exaggerating his cough. "So, are you a blood moon? Because each time you appear I get so hungry for you."
A gasp escaped your mouth, turning into a little scoff later. "Okay, okay. I get it." You continued laughing, moving your hand in the air to tell him to stop. "You can eat whenever we arrive to your apartment."
"Maybe we can try a new place this time."
You raised your brow. "New place?"
"Yeah, like I have already done it on the neck, thigh, and both forearms." He explained, the closer hand to you confidently reaching your knee to trail his fingertips on your expossed skin. "Where else should we try?"
You got shivers all over your leg, but mostly right where his fingers touched. "I don't know." You almost murmured, eyes focused on the way his hand roamed. "Where do you think it's a good place?" You really tried to sound as calm as possible, but your speech betrayed you.
The little giggle of Sunghoon made the shivers expand to the rest of your body, his palm now pressing down instead of just the tip of his fingers. "I need take a look first, hm? Just to decide the most appetising."
Between the talking, after he showed you his bedroom, you couldn't keep your lips to yourself any longer. And it seemed that he couldn't either. The build up tension from the ride in his car made it all explode when he sat at the edge of his bed, pulling you towards him.
His kisses traveled towards your collarbone, nibbling softly at the most fleshy parts. He grabbed the hem of your top, rising it so slow it could kill you. "Do I have permission?" The whisper made you nod instantly, legs shaky at each side of his thighs.
The sound of his breath just got heavier with every time your hips went down to met up with his on a slight brush. Rushed hands pulled your upper part over your head and threw it on the side of his bed, ready to do the same with your bra, you stopped him by kissing his lips.
Sunghoon kept his hands on your sides, sliding up and down over the exposed skin in front of him. "Lemme take it off." He murmured, pulling away just enough to let his words land on your face instead of in your mouth.
Too immersed to say something back, you grabbed his hands, bringing them to your back to undo the bra. "Not fair." You pointed at his sweater once the straps your underwear were around his fingers, not long after laying next to your top.
"You can do whatever you want, sweetheart. So quit that pout and start acting." He smirked back at you, leaning back while resting on his palms.
Heat burned your cheeks while your nipples hardened because of the lack of cover. But you didn't care enough to try and hide them from him, just like he did to you, you took off his sweater and t-shirt all at once. "You go to the gym, don't lie to me." Eyes wandering along his tonned arms and down to his abdomen.
"Maybe." He laughed it off, already bringing his hands to your waist when you placed yours on his thighs, throwing your knees to the floor of his apartment.
A hard swallow from his part was obvious, short nails burying on his bedsheets at the sound of his zip going down and the unbuttoning of his pants. Doe eyes looked up at him, licking your lower lip before grabbing the elastic of his underwear. "Do I also have permission?"
His reply began with a huff, bitting down the tip of his tongue while he took a deep breath. "Don't tease."
"I'm just asking, Hoon. Being kind is teasing?"
"Go down already or I'll do it myself."
"Yes, sir."
With a last grin, you finally pulled his boxers down enough to release his already throbbing member. Testing the waters first with the tip, you gave it kitten licks, followed by a long one from his base to the top. And then took it.
Some minutes passed that felt like hours for him and his head tilted backwards with eyes closed was the last thing you saw before being yanked up by your hair, getting a little whine from you. His hands reached for your armpits to lift you from the puffy carpet, throwing you to the edge of the bed. "Second drawer." He directed you, signaling towards the right nightstand.
Your body crawled until opening it, a package of condoms in it. You grabbed two and tossed them to the pillows, closing the drawer afterwars.
He returned to your side, fully nude, and pinned you down to his sheets by your hips. "Seems like I ain't the only one that knows how to suck." A smirk formed on his face, eyes devouring your lips. "I'll keep it in mind for the future."
Your shy smile was all he got in return, a little blush tinting your cheeks.
"Oh don't look at me like that." Sunghoon's voice lowered, scoffing as he extended his arm to grab one of the condoms and throwing it on your chest. "Keep the hard work, you want a reward after, right pretty?"
Holy heavens you wanted a reward if he said it in that tone. Quickly you started to flip the the plastic square on your hands, trying to open it by one of its corners safely. So focused on your task that you only realized that he had went down your body when your pants slipped down your thighs and later your ankles.
Soft fingertips rubbed against the stained fabric of your underwear, and as a reflex your legs closed around his hand.
"Open." He simply stated, waiting for you to obey. And while the condom fell next to you on the bed, your legs spread again. "Now keep 'em like that. I don't like repeating myself."
You were about to nod but instead his sudden pull of your panties stole a gasp from you, not long after his lips wandered over the soft flesh of your thighs until they reached between your folds. He was definitely enjoying your hands grabbing his dark locks and hearing moan after moan coming out of your mouth.
His tongue flickered on your clit from time to time, he could tell how good it felt by how your hips searched for his wet muscle every time he changed to your entrance, and yet Sunghoon was still teasing you only.
"Fuck, stop that." You whined back to him, complaining about his lack of care at the swollen bundle of nerves.
And just like that his head raised from between your legs. "You should stop being so goddamn greedy." His words were accompanied by a small smack at your thigh. "Is this what you wanted me to do? Stop, huh?"
Your hands ached as you kept them now fisting the sheets of his bed, you were fighting your urge to do the work by yourself, but the need for him was greater. So you shook your head, looking up at his eyes with puppy ones.
"What should you have said then, hm?"
"Please..."
"Please what? Something else, right?"
"Keep going, please. I want more."
His cocky smile returned, hands caressing up and down your legs. "That's more like it." He whispered and lowered himself again, this time pressing his middle and ring fingers against your slit. "Gonna quit the bitchy acting if I give it to you?"
Your moans mixed with the soft voice in which you replied to him. "I promise."
And with that the vampire nodded, taking his fingers out of you and holding them closer to your mouth while his other hand grabbed the half opened condom wrapper. Your task was pretty clear, wasn't it? So you did your best to leave them clean before he put the protection on himself.
"Turn. Hold the pillow, I want that ass up." How could you disobey.
It didn't take long for you to be barely keeping yourself together while crying face deep into the pillow, last of both yours and his worries how stained it would be with your messed mascara. He didn't even gave you time to adjust when his hips started with this sickening pace, and he still continued with the same power.
Low groans that transformed into whines sometimes were all you could hear from his part, too focused on hitting that sweet spot he found a few minutes ago and that was making you see stars.
You turned your head to the side, taking a deep breath of warm air, yet cooler than the one you had been fighting to breath with your face burried. "Close. Hoon, 'm there." Was all you said before feeling his body leaning down, one of his fingers rubbing you between your legs as his fangs brushed against your nape.
"Let go, pretty."
It all turned dark, even his pants were muted after the orgasm. The only thing you could feel was his length pushing through your clenching walls, he was fucking you throughout it, and it was like heaven until you came back to your senses and overstimulation hit you like a train.
"Sunghoon!" Your cry also brought him back to reality, seeing your trembling thighs holding your weight up and the mess that dripped down one of them.
His broken moans followed his own rhythm, pushing your limits as you kept half crying his name. So he finally pulled out, turning you around in a swift to leave your back on the mattress.
"We're not done yet, see?" He mumbled, strocking himself twice in front of your tired gaze, which only got a soft hum from your part. "Oh, come here. I promise to draw one more from you as well."
Sunghoon's hands then grabbed you by your armpits, lifting you and while he moved over the bed to rest his back against the headboard, he positioned you straddling his hips. Pushing it back in the moment he got you there.
"Try bouncing, don't think too much about it." He cooed and you started. It was slow due to how tired you felt, but each time your body went down his tip kissed your insides so delightfully. And you couldn't help but rest your forehead on his shoulder. "That's it, just like that. But raise your head, lemme see you."
One of his hands did it for you, cupping your cheek to then wipe away the mix of tears and smeared mascara. Oh God he couldn't look prettier right now, brushing his thumbs all over your face while his lips inched closer to yours, just to pull you into a long tender kiss that lasted until you broke it to catch some oxygen.
But his lips trailed down, leaving wet kisses all the way to the upper part of your breast. With his other hand he supported your hips, helping you go up and down around him and from time to time he moved it to your front, circling his finger over your clit. "Feels good?"
"Yeah." You breathed out, eyes struggling to remain open.
"Focus on that, alright?"
A loud gasp filled his room. His fangs digging on the soft flesh of your breast made you pull on his hair, scratch his back and bite down on your lower lip.
He sucked, his hand leaving your face to hold your thigh as well, making you bounce with ease while keeping the other entertained with your bud. And just like that he had you there again, the only difference being that now he was also reaching his climax with you. You felt his member twitching surrounded by pulsating gummy walls, and the next thing was lips peppering your freshly bitten skin with pecks.
His gentle smile found you after slowly opening your eyes, arms hugging you against his body for you to hide into the crook of his neck.
"I'll clean this mess including you later, for now get some sleep." Sunghoon mumbled, leaving a kiss on the top of your head. "But no makeup next time, princess."
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