🛏 for Auri and Erich.
I guess you know what we would like to see😉. In the end Auri promised him to be there😇
CW: Auri is a creepy motherfucker, dubcon/noncon touching implied, uh, dubcon... licking...? Look I said they're creepy right
The sky through his window is a blurred blend of red clouds and the last light of day above the canopy of the trees when Erich turns his head, looking out. A crow, or something very like one, takes flight - nothing but a black smear and wings, like a drop of ink in a pool of blood.
There is a weight on him, lukewarm, and he groans, softly. He hurts. Everything aches, his gums throbbing most of all. He runs his tongue over his teeth, finding the new fangs there, grown in hours what had taken him as a child days and days.
His stomach growls.
"I know you're awake," They whisper against his ear, nipping at it with their own fangs, one hand moving over his chest and down his stomach. He looks away, only to have them take his chin and turn it back, forcing his eyes to meet their eyes.
The glimmer in the light doesn't seem so otherworldly anymore. Maybe just because he knows his own eyes now do the same.
"Welcome to the world, newborn babe," Auri Saathoff whispers, delighted in him, in his very existence. No one has been happy Erich Eeten is around for a long, long time.
He blinks at them, and then his head drops back onto his lumpy pillow. He'd made it himself, when he moved out here. He'd been proud of it, then. "I am a grown man of thirty-eight-"
"You're an infant and little more. How do you feel?"
He keeps his eyes closed. "I ache. And... I'm hungry."
Auri hisses softly in excitement, their tongue lapping affectionately along his neck, where the wounds they made have long since been healed. Erich can smell old, dried blood - his own, and theirs - staining his shirt. He shivers at the way it feels to have that rough, cool tongue move against his skin. "There are other people who live in the woods," Auri murmurs. "We can find them. You should feed in the woods, it's a good place to begin. I'll show you what to do."
Erich doesn't want to move. His limbs feel leaden, and yet - his stomach growls. It needs. It is empty, it demands blood. His mouth waters at the very thought of another explosion of taste and heat and life inside of him. "I don't want to kill anyone."
Auri pauses, and when Erich looks at them, they're pouting. "Not even one person?"
"Not in the-... the woods. They have been kind to me." He takes their hand and pulls it to his mouth. He feels nothing when he kisses their knuckles. No heat, no life, no nourishment. Just skin. "We can kill in the town. They salute the growing darkness."
"We must show them, then, how much they will miss the light when it is gone," Auri says, excited, and they shift, swinging a leg over him until they sit on his hips again, their palms pressing just inside his shoulders. "Town, then. We will be so good together, Erich."
Erich doesn't have the energy to snort in response. He keeps his eyes closed, and after a breath of time he feels their mouth move against his neck again. "I'm dead, what good could it do-"
Their fangs slide in, and his eyes fly open, wide, staring up at the darkening ceiling that he can see each detail of, as if it were midday.
"Wh-what-"
"There's no blood to be had from you now," Auri murmurs, licking just to feel him shiver. "But it feels so good, doesn't it?" They bite down again, and this time Erich moans.
"Wait, I don't-... I'm not-"
"That doesn't matter anymore."