“Hi…”
She lifted her eyes from the ancient history book she had begun reading and there he stood. Baekhyun walked towards her with caution, his eyes downcast and his hands behind his back. His hair was a perfect mopped mess on his head and the white shirt he wore was old, baggy and faded but he pulled it off so deliciously the way it was tucked into his leather trousers - his tight leather trousers.
She was sat at a long grand wooden table, books stacked high around her, her hair in a delicate plait hanging off her shoulder.
It had been weeks since the return of Yixing and she had felt relieved when her sullen caretaker had come to her when he had regained strength. She hugged him tightly, and he hugged her back with the same vigor. He lingered in her chambers for days and she didn’t mind it, she had missed him, she missed his presence, no matter how much she could see his sorrow for the loss of Luhan; a vampire she had once met in the woods.
Baekhyun however had made himself scarce and she longed to see him. She had waited for him to come around, following the words of Yixing - that her master would need a lot of recuperating.
Baekhyun braced himself on the back on a chair, his arms leaning on the thick wood, bracing the weight of his torso as he looked down at her from across the table. It was a mere meter - if that - away from her but the space was agonising. She longed to touch him.
His expression unreadable and his skin as pale and gaunt as ever. Bags lined his eyes and she could see the veins beneath his skin as if he was made of thin paper.
He needed to feed.
“How are you feeling?” She asked, closing the book.
There was a pause and a small smirk from the vampire. “Better for seeing you…”
His voice was low a little gruff and and it made her heart swell. “Why didn’t you come earlier?”
She stood up eagerly and Baekhyun flinched from the table as she made her way round it. “I couldn’t.”
Baekhyun moved away from her as she advanced on him with the grace of a woman he knew he didn’t deserve.
“Don’t-- Don’t do that.” She hushed.
His jaw tensed and he wanted to scratch away the pain in his throat as her lively heartbeat drummed his ears. Her scent so potent and so alluring had his body betraying him. He could taste her in his mouth and his teeth ached. His hands tightened into fists as the small part of his sanity screamed at his mistake - he shouldn’t have come to see her.
She could see his restraint and she swallowed, trepidation swirling in her stomach. She clutched her hands tightly in front of her, grounding herself for what she was about to ask.
“A-a-are you hungry?”
If he were human his stomach would have groaned; instead it came from his mouth and she watched as his eyes darkened. Her heart picked up from his reaction and fuck it drove him into a frenzy. His throat was on fire, his mouth was dry as sand and his fangs protruded desperately from his gums ready to feed.
She watched with baited curiosity, mixed with caution. Baekhyun looked dangerous, like he could kill and she knew very well he was capable. Yet she was captivated.
She unclasped her quivering hands and reached for him and his sharp eyes locked hers in a warning. “Don’t.”
She lowered her hand and silently she took a careful step towards him. Much to Baekhyun’s protest she began to tug at the ties on her dressing gown. Alarm, lust and hunger clawed at him as he watched her reveal her naked form to him, the pristine white dressing gown sliding down her delectable perfect skin, to pool at her feet.
His cravings for blood now weren’t the only problems that resided in him.
“You never killed me in the past with your hunger… I trust you wouldn’t now…” Her voice was wavering, anxiety gripping her tightly.
She stood naked in front of him, feeling the most vulnerable she had ever felt. If he rejected her now, she wouldn’t know how to come back from it.
Baekhyun’s mouth trembled as he tried to form words and hold himself to the ground, away from her; where he really wanted to be.
“I-I’m a monster.” He gritted out through his teeth.
It hit her like a tonne of bricks, the hurt in his voice, the guilt and anger - the need. She couldn’t deny it as much as she could to him, argue but she knew he didn’t have the strength nor the time. As her body flushed and yearned for his touch she needed to convince her vampire lover that she wanted him; that she trusted him and loved him.
And so she took another calculative step towards him, she swore she felt him shiver as her naked body was a whisker away from touching his.
“You’re my monster.” She whispered.
She could have said anything, anything at all because he was sold the moment she had pressed her breasts against his chest - he wondered if she wickedly did it on purpose. In reality he was in trouble the minute she revealed herself to him so willingly.
In a blink she was being kissed, she stumbled with his ferocity but he caught her, his strong fingers clinging to her lower back. Her body sagged with the feeling of his mouth ravaging hers, his lips slanting onto her own, taking her like a starved man. Baekhyun groaned low in his throat and she yelped in hers when felt him nip at her lips. She fisted his shirt as she tasted her metallic blood in her own mouth.
His tongue was quick to lap against the inside of her mouth and she sighed at the sensation as he drank her blood from her lips. It ran down the corners of her mouth and Baekhyun was sure to lick the cascades up as the blood travelled further down her chin. He pulled away from her blood soaked mouth and opened his hungry red eyes. She was panting in his arms, her own eyes heavy and clouded with lust as she dared to feel aroused. She was irresistible in that moment.
“Shit.” He hissed.
Baekhyun smashed his lips back to hers and she moaned wantonly, kissing him back with fervour as he sucked the blood from her swelling lips. His hands gripped her hips and pushed her backwards, trapping her between the table and his growing crotch. His hands were then in her hair, messing up Yixing’s delicate work and pulling. She gasped when he pulled her head back, his lips leaving her own.
Her body tingled as Baekhyun ran his tongue greedily down the blood that had dripped down her neck. It was so lewd, the sounds of him licking away his mess but she couldn’t stop the pooling between her legs and the way she wanted more - and more he gave. There was a sharp sting in her neck and then bliss.
“Baekhyun…” She sighed.
His mouth was on her neck, drinking from her with newfound energy. Blood spilled from her wound and her mind spun with euphoria. She quivered as her blood spilled to her breasts and Baekhyun’s tongue followed the burgundy trails. He let go of her hair and hoisted her up onto the table. He felt sated, his thirst quenched but now with his willing pet shaking in his grasp he was hungry for more.
She gasped when his mouth circled her nipple and his teeth and tongue played with the sensitive nub. He gradually pressed her back flat against the tabletop and she squirmed beneath him and he responded by pressing his palm flat to her wet mess between her legs,applying pressure that gave her enough friction to mewl.
Her scent had become stronger; created a delicious aroma that made his pants feel unbarably tight.
Baekhyun had missed it.
He climbed atop of the table and his trousers were left on the floor. She had enough time to draw in a shaky breath that was abruptly pushed from her body as his hot cock filled her sex. Her mouth opened at the swift intrusion and let out a soft hum.
Baekhyun groaned blissfully as he realised truly how much he had missed this. “Fuck.”
She couldn’t form a coherent reply as he began to rock his hips. He was never delicate and she wasn’t about to start complaining, not when she could feel herself becoming increasingly soaked with each push. He grabbed her legs pushing them up, bending them over his arms as he fucked her on the grand old - expensive - table.
Shockwaves rippled through her body and the lewd smacking of her skin on his added to the pleasure soaring through her body. Her head felt heavy from blood loss but it heightened everything she felt Baekhyun doing to her, the way his fingers dug into her supple thighs as he thrusted and rolled his hips to impale her over and over again till she was whining mess. Books fell on the floor and she couldn’t find it in her to care as fire cascaded down her body in electrifying waves.
In his misspent centuries he had never felt so deprived and he struggled so hard to hold onto his release. The sight of her bouncing breasts with every purposeful and hard thrust into her, the dried blood that lingered from her mouth to her chest it was sinful and he loved it.
Baekhyun grunted and let go of her numb legs, lowering his body closer to hers. She gripped his shirt for her life as her stomach began to coil. He grabbed her hands, pinning them to the hard surface above her head and pressing his forehead to hers.
In a moment of dominance he spoke; “Keep your eyes open, or I’ll stop.”
She didn’t know but even if she fell asleep there wasn’t anyway Baekhyun could bring himself to stop. She trained her eyes on the fire red eyes that used to frighten her, the eyes she couldn’t bare to look at. Now she felt hypnotised. His forehead on hers, the closeness, it was enticing.
He let her pant, mewl and shout as she shattered on the table, her mouth fallen open and her head back as she shook beneath his powerful body. Baekhyun’s knuckles turned white around her wrists as he could feel her orgasm drip down his own thighs, and her walls pulse around him. He captured her lips as he let himself go, spilling his seed inside her hot cavern.
“Are you done? You sound -- uh smell? -- look..?! Done so, uhhh--”
Baekhyun raised his head and his eyes were narrow as he addressed their intruder - whose timing could never be more impeccable. “What the fuck is it, Chanyeol?”
She would have felt humiliated and would have wished for the table to swallow her up if not for her orgasm still numbing her senses. She lay there heaving and with a small sated smile on her face.
The bashful tall vampire averted his eyes and cringed. “I just came here to tell you, it’s done, Yuna’s dead.”
The mention of her name, the announcement it swiped the smile off her face and she concentrated on Baekhyun. He was silent for a few seconds, and she felt him loosen his grip on her wrists before letting go completely. She pleaded mentally for him to stay.
Please don’t retreat.
He got off her, leaving her completely bare and cold and anxiety kept her still, along with feeling somewhat delicate and worn.
“Is that it?” His question was blunt, it took them by surprise.
She blinked and tried to catch his eye but he was fastening his pants, avoiding her worried eyes. Chanyeol juggled his weight from his left and right leg uncomfortably and swallowed.
“Uhh yeah…”
Baekhyun dismissed him and when the doors had closed he finally cast his gaze down on the apprehensive girl on still sprawled on the table. She felt her cheeks flush at the way he looked at her, his mouth curled up in a small smug smirk and she felt like an insect under a microscope.
He offered his hand to her “Bath?”
