Warnings- mention of sexual abuse, death, obsession, lot of angst
Pls forgive if I did any mistakes!
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You saw yet another shooting star last night. Your grandma said wishing something upon seeing them makes the wish come true yet you don't see his approaching figure. She said that the your small town holds many secrets while braiding your hair which you dismissed as folktale as a child. But now you pray for her words to come true more than anything else.
But no matter how long you look at ice caped shiny mountains they don't budge and tell you the secret they are hiding. No matter how much you look at the birds chirping they don't tell you whose sound they muffle by their singing. No matter how closely you listen to the blowing of wind they don't tell you who are they blowing away from.
It would have been better if you are not stuck in the whirlwind of your thoughts. You wanted to go back to your previous life where you going to work and taking care of your sick father filled your daily routine . But destiny had different plans. You have tried so much to forget about that day but your soul flourishes in his memory.
You feel it in your heart and your entire being. The way his aura swallow your existence in your dream till the point your body struggles to breathe and you wake up drenched in sweat. You remember hearing his voice in your dream which set every nerve of yours on fire. You remember the tug of string which seemed to connects your hearts when you were about to finally see the face of your savior in your dream.
Sometimes you can feel his presence. you suspect if a pair of eyes watch your every move. You suspect if someone follows you from work.You suspect if someone accidentally left your favorite snowdrops on your doorstep when it was meant for somebody else.You suspect if someone whispered something in the ears of the wild dog when it was ready to prance at you when you were returning from forest late at night.
Though you vaguely remember seeing his silhouette before going unconscious, you knew he had heard your cry of help. He had sensed the danger that had befallen upon you when in an instant your senior turned into an assaulter ready to take advantage of your naive trust. You didn't expect your senior manager to physically assault you beside the river bed after you denying his manipulative coaxing and inappropriate touches. You couldn't believe the vile words his tongue produced which once had complemented you. It was then you couldn't fight his strong arms and his forceful lips on your neck and cleavage that you mustered all your energy and shouted for help. It was not before he laid you on ground with the help of his heavy figure preparing to take you raw while having his knee between your naked thighs you heard something coming towards both of you. It was then the bone chilling storm began to blew and your eardrum hurt by the animalistic roar that cracked the thin layer of blue ice covering the river.Your assaulted scurried away from you as the speed of the blowing wind only increased. Your barely opened eyes recognized a silhouette piercing through the icy strom. Suddenly you felt rib crushing ache in your chest as you soul struggled to become free and then the last thing you remembered seeing his shiny red eyes before going into days of slumber.
As you told your experience to the concerned officials while laying on hospital bed you only saw their dismissive looks. They shut you down as they shut others down who say having encountered a canine human by the icy river. All the stories fall on deaf ears when they say some mythical creature saved their lives. The things you saw were termed as hallucinations. But all those voices were not capable to answer how the body of your accused is nowhere to be found.
You don't why he denies coming to see you again no matter how many times you visit the place of your first encounter. Every dawn you find yourself sitting by the river hoping that maybe the place is frequently visited by him. You yearn to just take a glimpse of his silhouette again. He never answers your endless pleas of saving your soul from the suffering of being away from him. Yet your legs walk you to river Bank believing that one day you will hear his heavy breath along with flowing of river water.
Your teary eyes don't convey the emptiness you feel in your chest as you stare at the mountains now outside of your window guarded by long conifers. But false to your belief a pair of ruby eyes stare at you longingly from the forest as they water from guilt. His heart throbs when he remembers your soft hands slipping from his leading you to fall in the mouth of death a century ago. The longing you feel is better than again getting tangled in the black webs of his heart. In his mind this was the only way to protect you even if it meant slicing your heart a little..
❧ AU: Vampire!AU || You lived comfortably in a small village where Hoseok, your partner was well known for his dancing and performing. The young kids admired him and his name was well spoken of… but you had a deep secret…
A secret Hoseok knew of and had long ago accepted, consumed and addicted to your love.
Vampires were seen as evil entities, legends and stories were spread around of their dark and sinful ways and how they’d be burned and turned into ashes was seen as heroic by the mortals…
You knew it would all change between you and Hoseok one day. Relationships with mortals always ended in either death or death with rebirth as a vampire…
The bond you had would be broken if you ever turned him, but it would be replaced by a new one. A bond you knew little to nothing about, but with the help of your friend Jimin, who too was one of your kind; he made sure you would bond… the right way…
|| SMUT + angst | 7k | x reader ||
❧ Disclaimer: This is fiction. Actions and events in these stories are often exaggerated and to a certain degree unrealistic. Please have this in consideration when reading fiction, especially if it includes sexual content.
❧ Smut features: (In no particular order) Bottom!Hoseok gone Top, riding, on a table, rough, desperate, biting, neck licking, hair pulling, drinking each other’s “poison”, neck sucking, loud sex, bonding, turning into a “newborn” vampire...
❧ A/N: This au takes place in a somewhat historic time period, but non-specific.
His hands gripped the sheets tight.
He was seated on the edge of the bed with his head leaned to the side as a suffocated moan escaped his throat.
Your hands were holding his neck in place with a firm grip, sitting next to him on your knees.
His hard aching cock was straining tight against his pants and he whimpered in sheer desperation.
Just a little bit more…
You caressed his jaw with one of your hands and the other moved further into his hair.
He was breathing heavily, groaning for mercy until he suddenly relaxed.
“Finally…” you thought and pulled away from his neck.
His shoulders sunk down and his posture weakened from finally getting his release. You licked up the side of his neck and placed a soft kiss against his sensitive stained skin.
“Did you cum before I was done?” You teased.
“Sorry.”
“I’m only messing with you.” You smiled and scratched the back of his head soothingly.
“It just… feels weird still.”
“In what way?” You pouted, letting your hand fall.
“How it makes me feel.”
“You should feel it while we do it.”
Hoseok raised a brow at you suggestively.
“Is it not the same feeling?” He asked with a hint of a cocky attitude.
“It’s stronger… I bet you’ll scream.”
He snorted and pulled you down with him as he lied down on the large soft bed.
“You should rest now.” You whispered.
He put an arm over you.
“I am resting with you.”
Why did he always turn into such a sweet soul after?
You had always tried to keep drinking and sex apart… but you wanted to give him the experience, but it could have consequences…
Allowing him to cum as you drank from his neck was your treat to him… his reward for letting you feed off of him. But it was a natural response to your intoxicating bite as well. He was fully clothed with his loose fitted shirt pulled down over his shoulder for you. Apart from the stain caused by himself, you had gotten away clean this time…
His sweet taste lingered on your lips and you wanted to kiss him… but for a mortal to taste their own blood wasn’t very enticing… no matter the love.
It was only a matter of time before you would lose yourself and either turn him or have him killed…
Vampires like you needed to kill their prey and feed off of them entirely to feel fully satisfied… but in this small village it was easier said than done.
People knew each other and it was harder to get away with something compared to the larger cities.
Hoseok was the only one that knew, the only one that accepted you for what you were, despite being dangerous… but you loved the man and he loved you, even before he knew of your dark secret.
Over the course of time he had almost become your helper, assisting you in finding your prey and if it took too long in-between he would always be there and offer his neck to you…
A clear symptom of your effect on him…
Once bitten, not turned… you become addicted to the feeling… even more if the bitten is struck during sex.
You had your fun a few times, but for each time it became gradually harder for you to keep control of your urge to bite him during your euphoric state…
It’s what made a relationship with a mortal complicated.
Many stories ended with one or the other nearing their fate brought on by their own desperation for the other. Either vampire killing its lover or lover getting itself killed by obsession… the best outcome would be turning him, also meaning partially killing him… something you just couldn’t do to him…
The stories and legends you had heard through old ancient tales all spoke of how doubts grew, vampire thinking their lover’s love wasn’t true, merely fueled by their obsession or lover not being able to accept not being able to have them fully… leading to doubt in love, probably fueled by the extreme possessiveness that came with the obsession.
You knew it would happen to Hoseok eventually, but you swept it under the rug. You didn’t want to think about it, as if avoiding the issue would make it disappear or postpone itself.
In the now he seemed fine… only fond of the feeling of your bite and you had convinced yourself that that was ok.
Did Hoseok know of these things?
Somewhat…
He was already well aware of the risks he enrolled himself in by staying with you, but he insisted upon finding out, he wasn’t going to leave you for anything and the words hurt you at the same time as they broke your heart… knowing the potential outcomes.
He was your lover and protector…
If the village found out about you, they’d burn you alive.
Vampires were well heard of… but doubts of their existence still existed but not in the numerous popular stories spread around.
To put it nicely, your kind was never romanticized in these stories… you were described as beasts, demons and sometimes even evil entities.
You were no less human than anyone else in the village only that you lacked their mortality… and had a few more years behind you than most of the elders.
Oh, and of course… a thirst for blood.
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Hoseok was popular in the village, always talked about, always praised and cherished.
He was talented, hard-working and a performer… no wonder he had managed to charm you so easily.
The kids of the village always looked at him in awe when he moved around, dancing near the fire or at the festivals.
You on the other hand, kept a low profile.
There was one other person who knew of your true self besides Hoseok, but Hoseok was the only mortal to know.
Jimin, a fellow of your own kind ran one of the shops in the center of the village. Selling a bunch of various items along with a few “over the counter” items…
Jimin, the complete opposite of you, kept a high profile.
People knew who he was, knew his name and his whereabouts… all charmed by him.
Voluntary charmed? Not so much…
He knew what he was doing and he knew almost every soul in the village had had him haunt their dreams at least once… either with a fearful visit or a visit of pure lust for him.
Hoseok and Jimin would’ve been great friends… if it wasn’t for Hoseok’s symptom of possessiveness.
Jimin was a threat to him.
And no, Hoseok didn’t know of Jimin’s true nature and saw him as a mere mortal like everybody else.
You never avoided telling Hoseok when you met up with Jimin.
You were close friends and if you lied to Hoseok and it would ever come out that you had spent time with Jimin, it could have bad consequences… and Hoseok was no match for a full blood vampire like Jimin…
Jimin always showed worry towards your relationship… because he knew too well of what could happen.
“Are you sure?”
“I love him Jimin.” You cried out when you confessed about your “sin” to him.
“Then there’s nothing to do, just make sure you protect him the way he’ll protect you… and tell him before you do anything else.”
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The night was young and there were events to take place in the village center later. A sort of midnight festival was on and it meant a bunch of fun performances, food and activities would be on. Something you eagerly anticipated to enjoy and Hoseok was lined up to perform as well, luckily in the start so you could enjoy the rest of the festival together.
But in the given moment your clothes were scattered around you and your hands were pressed against his warm chest.
He moaned loudly and you whimpered as you felt yourself find your way closer to your release, riding his cock.
It was by this moment the thirst would usually kick in but you hoped that drinking from him earlier today would make it easier for you withhold.
“You’re incredible baby…” He groaned, rubbing his hands up and down your tensed thighs.
You leaned down on his body, pressed against the hard wooden floor of your living room and kissed his lips passionately. With your hands you caressed his upper body, moving up and over his shoulders delicately. Exploring each and every curve of his toned body, despite haven done it numerous times but you never got tired of feeling him up and neither did he.
His hands moved from your thighs to your hips and he began to direct your thrusts, pushing your down deeper and urging you to go faster.
Much faster and you’d find your release before him.
You muscles were aching and almost sore and your thighs were near to give out after riding him for what felt like forever. But your urge to bite him hadn’t kicked in. Thank goodness... but the goodness wasn’t here to stay.
“P-please bite me baby.” He pleaded, near his release.
“No.” You speed your rhythm instead.
“Please baby… I’m so close.”
Hearing him beg for your bite was making it hard for you.
You ignored him again and chased your own release, making him curse from your rough rhythm.
“Yes baby…”
You bite your lip and felt your core clench tightly as your muscles almost felt numb from the sensation.
You whimpered and lowered yourself onto his cock a final time, making your muscles release and break free into a pulsating orgasm followed by a long moan.
Wasn’t he cumming!?
Despite your sensitivity you kept riding him.
“Baby, are you close?” You asked, caressing his face.
“Bite me!” He begged again, hanging on the edge of his release.
It was getting too much.
You couldn’t handle him anymore, he was a lost cause and you had to let him cum…
The mere thought of doubt in your mind triggered your urge to bite him, unable to hold back anymore from sinking your teeth into his sweet neck…
This was for his sake…
You leaned in by his neck and he groaned loudly at the stinging bite.
He had his arms tightly wrapped around you and thrusted upwards, meeting your riding rhythm and making you whimper against his neck from the overstimulation.
With a suffocated scream he finally came, releasing his load deep and with a pounding heart from your bite.
Your eyes were bloodshot… you couldn’t pull away…
You weren’t drinking and panic took over… you had to pull away! If you didn’t you’d poison him and he’d- he’d- Your mind fogged as you felt a second hard orgasm through your body.
Your conscious was screaming but you couldn’t act upon it.
“Pull me away!” You groaned.
“But if feels so good…” He moaned.
“Push me off Hoseok!” You mumbled against his neck. It felt like an inner battle between instincts and your will to protect him.
Your nails dug into his shoulder as you tried to pull yourself away from his neck with your own will power fighting back.
His cock slipped out of you and you pulled away from his neck with a whimper and immediately stood back up, grabbing his shirt to shield yourself and ran out of the room.
A mere minute passed and he stood up and ran after you, grabbing his underwear and stepping into them on his way out and pulling them up.
“Babe? Babe?”
He found you in the bathroom, hiding your face in his hands and wearing his shirt.
“Babe?” he pulled your hands away.
You sniffed.
Your eyes were dark red and your fangs were fully out. From the corner of your mouth was a smudged black stain.
Hoseok reached to wipe it away with his thumb, not taking any notice of what it was and you quickly grabbed his hand, hindering him.
“Don’t touch it!”
“Babe what’s wrong? You’re worrying me. Did I hurt you?”
“It’s poison Hoseok!”
“Poison?” he asked, confused.
You nodded and grabbed his shoulder to turn him sideways so you could look at his neck.
Black smudge…
Fuck.
“I’m so sorry!” You cried out hugging him.
He was even more confused.
“I don’t understand.”
“I poisoned you.” you sniffed.
“W-what does that mean?” His hands pressed reassuringly against your back.
“I don’t know- I don’t know how much I gave you.”
He gulped.
“I- I asked for it.” he held back his tears of worry.
“It’s all my fault, I couldn’t hold back I-“
“I asked for it!” He yelled, pushing you back and gripping your arms hard.
“Babe I asked for it, may this be the destiny I waited for but there’s nothing we can do about and why worry when we don’t even know.”
“I can’t suck it out.” You sniffed. “I can’t risk giving you more.”
“I feel fine ok! Don’t worry!”
“It takes time…”
“What takes time?”
“The poison… either it kills you or it changes you… Only if I gave you my full dose it would be lethal… but an overdose could still lead to you not being able to handle the switch… Maybe Jimin can help us…”
“Jimin? Why Jimin?”
Oh no…
“Jimin is... he’s one too.”
He clearly didn’t like the fact.
“I don’t want his help.” He said in an angry tone.
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You woke up breathing heavily, sitting up straight immediately.
“W-what happened?” you yelled.
Hoseok was standing in your bedroom, getting dressed into his performance outfit.
He tilted his head to the side with a confused look.
“You had a nap?”
“Did I poison you!?”
“What are you talking about? Did you have a nightmare?” he walked over to you and sat on the bed, caressing your cheek.
“You fell asleep after we had sex.”
“Did you cum?”
He chuckled.
“Why are you asking these questions baby? Of course I did.”
That was too vivid to be a dream…
He sighed.
“I can’t lie to you even if I try… You blacked out honey.” He sighed.
You reached for his neck and checked and there were fresh wounds on his neck, now clean…
You knew it wasn’t a dream…
“H-how are you feeling?”
“I feel fine, still.” He smiled, raising his shoulders.
“Hoseok you realize what is going to happen right? Your reaction is so… so accepting.”
“I feel fine.” He repeated. “And if I turn… doesn’t that make us able to be together forever?”
“It does…”
“But we’ll have to leave… You can’t be here once you turn... it’s dangerous.”
“But you’ll protect me right?”
“With my life.” You cupped his cheek. “Tell me the second you feel weird, or any other emotion baby, please don’t hide it for me. Are you in denial?”
“Maybe… but I feel fine honey, I’m telling the truth. I thought about this so many times and if I had to pick between loosing you and have you turn me… I ‘d pick you.”
“Hoseok you’re obsessed with me, you don’t have a choice.” You confessed, holding back tears as you got out of bed.
“I’ll meet you in town… I need to talk to Jimin… we can stop this.”
“But I want to turn.”
“You don’t!” You yelled, turning around.
“The poison is doing this to you! Don’t you realize you could die!?” You cried out.
“I won’t.”
“I-“ You cut yourself off by just leaving.
You couldn’t wait anymore, you had to get to Jimin and you wanted to bring Hoseok but of course he would never accept help from him…
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You ran as fast as you could and arrived at Jimin’s shop with a heavy breath. The shop was closed for the festival but you still knocked aggressively at the door.
“Jimin open! It’s me!”
You continued knocking, desperate.
After a short while a half-dressed Jimin opened the door with a frown.
“What’s the hurry? I’m getting ready.”
You stepped in without a word and slammed the door shut.
“Jimin I poisoned him!”
“Wait, poisoned Hoseok?” He shook his head.
“Talk to me, calmly and explain.” He ordered, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“We… we were having sex and he kept begging me and I- I couldn’t hold back and then I couldn’t pull away and-“
“Calm.”
You took a deep breathe.
“When I pulled away there was residue from my poison and I don’t know what to do Jimin-“
“There’s not much you can do… is he conscious?”
“He keeps claiming that he’s fine and I can’t trust him… he’s not reacting like I imagined he would and it’s scaring me Jimin! I pulled away but I don’t know how much he got of it…”
“So he didn’t get the full dose?”
You shook your head.
“He’ll switch.” Jimin sounded confident and walked up to one of the shelves in the tiny shop.
“What if he got an overdose?”
“Dying from an overdose is very unusual, it depends on the human’s immune system and he’s a dancer right? He should be in good health so you shouldn’t worry.” Jimin said, sounding almost a little nonchalant.
He took something from the shelf, a glass bottle with a greyish-lavender color fluid in it.
“This is lavender tea with licorice root.” Jimin said and handed the bottle to you.
“When he starts showing symptoms of shifting, have him drink this, it should ease the cravings he’ll get.”
“Blood cravings?”
“Among other… if you’re going to the festival have him walk by and I can take a proper look at him.”
“He said he didn’t want your help.” He sighed.
“Like always but he doesn’t have a choice this time, if he’s becoming one of us he’ll need to get out of his possessive jealous blah blah he has going on and accept that I exist and trust you.”
“I told him that you were one…”
“And he still rejected me? I hope his symptoms die along with his mortality.” He snorted.
“Don’t you have anything to make the change stop?” You pleaded.
“Why would you want to stop it?”
You couldn’t find an answer…
“I just- I don’t want to ruin his life...”
“He stayed! You warned him!”
“But he’s obsessed with me!”
“Do you think he’d pick this even if you had never ever bit him!?”
You took a moment to think.
“Maybe…”
“See! So stop having doubt in your man! You’ll regret it. Trust me I know.”
“I trust you Jimin it’s just….”
“It’s just no, nothing, no thing, you’re obviously struck by your own symptoms.”
“I just want what’s best for him…”
“By not trusting that he loves you? He stayed when you told him, remember? Not anyone would do that, you’re lucky to have him and you should cherish him more…”
You sighed.
You did not come here for relationship advice.
“Bring him by later ok? I want to talk to him.” Jimin said before you left.
He felt like a nagging sibling but you were grateful for him.
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The festivities had already begun and decorations and multiple lanterns decorated the streets.
You were roaming around to waste the last minutes before Hoseok would perform with some other dancers, looking around at the pop up stalls and activities.
Most activities were aimed for kids but you didn’t mind.
There was a fireplace with a group of kids sitting around it eagerly listening to two older kids telling a sort of theatrical version of a story. You decided to join and took a seat by the fire to listen to what they told.
Something you quickly regretted doing.
“They tied it to a pole!” The story teller announced and his friends wrapped rope around their other friend who was struggling to get free.
“And they lit the evil vampire on fire!”
The friend screamed dramatically.
Oh gosh…
“The vampire turned into ashes from the light of the fire and the village people were finally safe and free! The hunter was rewarded with treasure and praise and a statue was raised in his honor!”
Vampire hunters? It was a long time since you’ve heard of them.
The younger kids listening raised their arms to ask questions. Suddenly a pair of hands landed on your shoulders and you quickly looked back, seeing Hoseok smiling.
He took a seat beside you.
“What are you doing?” He asked the kids who looked at him in awe.
“We’re doing a live action story telling!”
“Wow! What story?”
“It’s about a vampire that- that he was mean and then he turned into ashes because the not mean guy helped the village.” One of the younger kids attempted to explain.
Hoseok chuckled and you could tell that he was concerned.
“Are you sure you’re all old enough to listen to scary stories?”
“I wasn’t scared!”
“Me neither!”
“It wasn’t scary!”
“You don’t vampires are scary?” You asked the kids.
“They’re scary but the story was not scary, I heard a scarier story once and it didn’t scare me either and they’re not real.”
“You don’t believe in vampires?” You gasped, acting surprised. “I once saw one.”
“You’re lying!”
“I’m not.” You lowered your voice. “She was really pretty and helped a lot of people but she had to run away because a prince fell in love with her.”
Hoseok chuckled.
“Did the prince let her run?”
“I don’t know.”
Hoseok placed a hand on your thigh gently.
“Well you have fun kids, I have to go. You coming babe?”
You nodded and stood up and he grabbed your hand.
“Bye!”
For a moment you forgot about the switch and the poison… it felt normal, why would it not?
But you knew deep down that it would all change… you didn’t want to leave the village… not yet, you could still stay a few more years without causing suspicion but if Hoseok was a “new born” vampire… his risk of getting caught was a lot worse.
You walked with Hoseok towards the performance area were people had begun to take their seats on the benches assembled.
Hoseok kissed your cheek sweetly before running over to the other dancers and you took a seat in the back. After a short while someone suddenly sat down next to you and the people around you turned their heads to look at the handsome man that joined you.
“How’s he doing? Jimin asked, placing a leg over the other.
“It’s like nothing ever happened…”
“Hmm.”
The performance begun.
Various fabrics and drums were involved in the advanced performance and you watched with great admiration as Hoseok’s body moved in the most fascinating ways to the beats, unable to look away from him.
His expression on the wooden stage was so serious, giving him and aura that felt intimidating as well as sexy while he performed.
He was immaculately passionate, like with everything.
The intricate performance came to an end and he finally faced the audience, spotting Jimin first. His smiled stayed but you spotted the sudden twitch of his eyebrow.
You couldn’t tell if you were being delusional or not but for a second you could’ve sworn you hinted a red tint in his eyes.
“Something’s wrong.” Jimin said and stood up, leaving his spot.
The audience clapped and the performers all bowed for the viewers of their performance.
You clapped, looking at Hoseok but throwing glances at Jimin who was walking towards the stage. Everyone stood up, getting ready to leave the area and head back to the street of the festivals and you quickly lost sight of Jimin in the crowd.
What was wrong? Why did he say that? Did he see something you missed or noted the red tint as well? You tried to get past the crowd moving in the opposite direction as fast as you could.
You saw a hint of Jimin further ahead and tried shoved and tried to get to him faster.
He was watching Hoseok intensely when the performers stepped down, waiting for him.
In the final moment before they caught eyes with each other you reached them both.
The atmosphere changed and they glared at each other.
The people passing by didn’t seem to notice or care, acting as if the three of you were invisible.
Jimin pointed at his face and Hoseok’s eyes followed his fingers. You stepped between them, looking at Hoseok’s eyes only to realize that what you’d hinter was clearly there… among the dark patterns were faint red lines taking over around his iris.
He smiled when he saw you.
No words were exchanged.
The wound on his neck was red and irritated…
You placed your hand against his cheek and looked deeper when his eyes suddenly looked up and he lost his balance.
Jimin rushed to your side to help you catch him as he lost consciousness.
“Hobi!” You called out, your voice mute.
Jimin quickly picked him up in his arms and you ran away from the still unalarmed crowd towards Jimin’s shop.
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“Baby wake up! Wake up!” You touched his face repeatedly, moving his hair out of his face and caressing him.
Jimin had put him down on of the tables.
“Do you have the lavender?” He called out.
“What happened!?” You cried out, reaching into your pocket panicked and handing Jimin the small glass container.
“Hold his arms.” He ordered and tilted his head back by the chin, opening his mouth.
Jimin poured the content of the glass bottle down his throat.
“He… he’s so cold.”
“It’s the switch, just keep holding him, your touch will comfort him.”
It was hard to hold back your emotions.
This was way out of your comfort zone. Never had you witnessed or had to deal with a switch…
Jimin took a closer look at the bite, feeling the area with his fingers and examining it.
“It’s a turning bite, without a doubt.”
His blood vessels had slowly become clearer around the area of the bite…
“We should tie him down, to be on the safe side.” Jimin suggested, awakening your worries even more.
What would happen when he woke up?
Would he wake up?
What if he woke up and all symptoms were gone and he realized his mistake in choosing you!?
Millions of thoughts were rushing through your mind. Overthinking, worrying, plotting.
Jimin had briefly gone to collect something to tie him down with and returned while your mind was fogged by your thoughts. There were heavy metal chains…
He pulled the chain over and under, securing the heavy metal by his feet.
“How long will it take!?”
“It’s varies, it can take anything from fifteen minutes to three days if he’s unlucky.”
“At what point should I start worrying?”
“Never, he’ll sense it.”
The more time passed the paler he looked and it was hard not to be worried. Pale and cold to the touch… You grabbed his wrist and as expected his pulse was long gone.
You looked at Jimin with panic in your red eyes.
“Calm down!” Jimin scolded in a low voice.
“Is there no way we can wake him up faster?”
“There are ways, but I’d advice letting him take his time, we don’t know what stage his body is at and it’s not worth the risks.”
Minutes felt like hours.
Jimin took a closer look at his face after a while.
“He’s sweating, it’s a good sign…”
You quickly ran to grab a cloth and patted his forehead softly.
“How do you know so much about this?”
“I’ve accidently changed a few myself… been through it countless of times. So trust me when I tell you not to worry… the first time this happened to me I was on my own and I freaked out and… thing didn’t turn out well.”
“What happened?”
“He sensed my panic and woke up, his body couldn’t handle it and his mind was ahead of the switch so he collapsed in front of me on the floor and that was It.” he told, looking down at the floor but being seemingly unbothered by the fact.
“Did he recover…?”
“He died.” He clarified.
You swallowed nervously and caressed Hoseok’s hand.
“Please don’t…” You prayed.
More time passed, endless anxious waiting.
“We should test his symptoms the second he wakes up.” Jimin suggested, tugging lightly at the chains.
“How?”
“It’ll be entertaining to see how he’ll react.” He said with a deviant smirk.
Did you dare know?
“Just don’t hurt him…”
“Oh he won’t be the one getting hurt is my guess.”
“What exactly is the test?”
“Well, with your consent I could kiss you, either on the cheek or properly and we’ll see how he’d react…”
“How should he?”
“Those chains won’t be able to hold him down.”
“It’s the fascinating part with newborns…” He continued.
You were well aware of the fact that Hoseok would have an unbreakable bond with you as you gave him the lethal bite… but as a non-mortal his obsession with your bite should disappear…
In the corner of your eye you suddenly spotted subtle movement and instantly faced his way.
“He’s waking up!” You almost leaped the few steps keeping you apart.
His eyes blinked softly, revealing his dark red eyes.
He seemed exhausted.
“Where am I?” He groaned, straining against the chains as he moved.
“In my shop.” Jimin said.
To your surprise he didn’t frown at him for once…
“I gave you something soothing but your thirst will naturally take over soon.” Jimin explained.
“W-why am I chained?”
“For you own safety.” You caressed his cheek.
“Can you untie me?”
“You’ll have to get rid of them yourself.” Jimin smirked and gave you a look.
“You can see this as somewhat of a revenge for your attitude over the years towards me… and as a test…” Jimin said, walking over to your side of the table.
You sighed.
“Say, do you love her Hoseok?” He walked up behind you and pulled your hair back from your shoulders.
“Of course I do.” He said, looking confused.
He caressed your shoulders.
“Why are you touching her?”
“Because I can.”
“Stop that.”
“Stop me… or would you like to see me bite her?” he chuckled.
Hoseok didn’t respond.
“What happened to your possessiveness huh?”
He moved to your side, moving your hair to behind your ear. With a delicate touch he caressed your jaw, turning your face to him.
You felt frozen.
With his eyes lingering on Hoseok, he tilted his head to the side, leaning in closer and closer to your face.
“Stop!” Hoseok called out.
“You can’t stop me.”
“Make him stop Hoseok.” You ordered… testing him.
Jimin’s lips brushed against yours and he strained against the chains.
“Stop!”
“It’s just a harmless platonic kiss, why are you mad?”
“She’s mine!”
“Then I’ll steal her.”
He was taunting him endlessly.
“Do you want to kiss me?” Jimin asked with a smirk.
Hoseok got his arms free and pulled the chains apart aggressively, making you gasp. Within seconds he threw himself at Jimin who was laughing. With an easy push Hoseok fell to the floor.
“Show me respect!” He scolded.
Hoseok stood up without a word and walked over to you like an upset puppy, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head against your shoulder.
You gave Jimin a questioning look.
“Wait for it.” he said. “And you’re welcome.”
“What-Ah!”
The sharp pain shot through your neck as Hoseok suddenly latched on to you, making you stumble.
“Hoseok I don’t have any blood!”
“That’s not what he wants…” Jimin commented.
You whimpered.
“He wants the poison.”
“See it as a newborn seeking its mother, only that for this one you’re his lover… if you taunt them they latch on sooner… and he gets to bond with you properly.”
The rough suction at your neck made you weak, and you couldn’t help but slip a moan at the odd yet wonderful feeling.
You tangled a hand in his hair, wanting to hinder him from stopping.
As a non-mortal… you’re immune to the poison…
Why didn’t Jimin tell you about his real intentions?
Hoseok pulled away after a while and your empty heart beat was aching.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” You panted.
“He could’ve latched on to anyone and you would’ve let him, I only wanted to ensure it would be you.”
He was breathing heavily by your ear.
“Let him have his way now… enjoy it.” he chuckled and backed towards the exit of the store.
“Where are you going?”
“To enjoy the rest of the festival, I’ll be back in two hours, and if you destroy something, you pay for it.” He pointed.
“Jimin!”
“You’ll see what I mean!” He called and closed the door.
What was…-
Hoseok’s hand suddenly moved up under your shirt along your side.
He leaned back, revealing the black traces of your poison on his lips before leaning in to kiss you with pure desperation and lust.
The taste of your own poison on his lips was oddly arousing… it tasted sweet, yet also bitter…
You tangled your hands in his hair, deepening the kiss and tasting his tongue, desperate for more…
He groaned against the kiss, pulling you even closer and tighter against him.
His hands moved further up and he pulled away from the kiss for a mere second to pull you shirt over your head and throwing it to the floor. Strong hands landed back at your hips and he walked you back against the table, lifting you up on to the edge of it and standing between your thighs.
He grinded himself against you and you noticed his hard bulge.
He moved your skirt up by stroking his hands up your thighs and with a rough grip he took a hold of the sides of your underwear, pulling them down your thighs as you pushed yourself up for him.
Your lips wouldn’t part, the sweet taste of his kiss completely consuming you, making you lust for more… the touch of his hands on your body, the rhythm of his hips as he soothed your aching cravings for his cock… and the taste of his poison.
You could smell the scent… the switch… the loss of blood, how it turned into poison… he smelled like vanilla.
Vanilla you wanted to taste more than anything…
You made the move to make your lips part, a struggle against his desire to kiss you.
But you were quicker than him.
A hand of yours slid down the back of his neck to his shoulder and with the other you pulled his hair, tilting his head to the side.
Your lips caressed his skin, his scars from your bite…
You licked across them, pulling his hair harder to stretch his neck out more.
With a loud moan from Hoseok, you pierced his skin.
He tasted like vanilla.
Curses fell from his plump lips as the pleasure of your bite took over his every sense.
You slid your hands down his chest and abdomen, reaching for the tied belt of his pants and loosening it, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down along with his underwear.
He was dripping with precum, more ready and aroused than ever to be pleasured…
His thirst for blood was under control… but not so much were his other desires.
You caressed him, dragging your hand gently up against his cock and causing him to groan softly.
By a sudden push you were parted from his neck and your back hit against the table with his strong hands holding you down by the shoulders.
With quick hands he lifted his top over his head and threw it on the floor before climbing up on the table. You moved back up and his hands found your hips, pulling them close to his hips.
The black fluid dripped down from his neck down over his collar bone. As he leaned down on top of you, you took your chance to lick up what had spilt.
You could feel yourself growing more and more addicted to him, may it be the poison or your need for his body… but you needed relief urgently.
You held your hand on his neck, pulling him down further to kiss you almost causing him to lose his balance. Luckily for the two of you the table was big and steady… hopefully Jimin would forgive you, after all he was at fault for whatever would happen…
Unable to hold back much more Hoseok hand wrapped around his cock and he dragged the glistening tip up and down your slit a few times before pushing against your entrance. With a gentle thrust he slipped in, pushing himself deeper and meeting your desire for him.
There wasn’t enough time to be gentle after that, need taking over at its very peak.
Hoseok pulled back and thrusted back in hard, stretching you out with his thick size and sending tingles through every nerve.
Hands fell to his bare toned back, desperate to hold onto something for support as he fucked you.
Having him on top for once felt amazing… you were used to riding him, being the one in control but with his newly gained strength, something new seemed to have come along with it.
You leaned your head back, accidently breaking the kiss to let out a whimper.
His lips immediately found your neck instead, kissing I and licking against the wound caused by himself.
It might have been obvious, but your neck was you sweet spot as well as his. You could bite him anywhere in fact, but the neck area was always the most enticing.
His hips slapped hard against you, hands gripping your waist tight, holding you in place for him as he had his way…
“Baby you feel so good…” He groaned, finally voicing words to you.
Was this the type of bonding intended?
Either way you didn’t care in the moment.
You pulled him closer, holding him tight against your chest while he breathed heavily by your ear. The tight brief numbness was growing stronger and stronger with each thrust, each time he pulled out and with every breath. Needless to say you were on the verge of breaking, releasing every tension built up in your body and mind, every knot being brutally untied by being torn apart…
A high pitched moan followed by his name fell from your lips as you felt yourself get close.
He sped up.
Thrusting faster and deeper, his groans and breath getting heavier as he brought himself closer to his own release while chasing for yours.
With a heavy grunt he got slower, but thrusting deeper.
“Fuck I’m so close.” He groaned, holding you tighter to an almost bruising point.
Your nails dragged against his skin and you begged in thought for him to just move his hips one last time, it would be enough as long as he didn’t stop.
To your relief he pulled back and out almost complete before ramming back into you hard, sending you over the edge and breaking every knot inside as you orgasmed, pulsating tightly and your head falling back as every muscle released in your body with a deep exhale.
Your hands fell from his back to the table and with another deep groan his breath fell short and his thrust got slower and deeper as he cummed.
Taken out, he fell heavy on your body, desperate to claim his breath back.
You pulled his hair back with his hands and looked deeply into his bloodshot red eyes.
“Are you thirsty?” You asked, breathlessly.
He shook his head softly, mouth open as he panted.
He freed himself from your hold and nuzzled against your neck, kissing your bite mark softly as if to soothe it, despite it being painless.
He carefully pulled out, cock slipping out of you and his toned body climbing off.
On slightly quivering thighs he stood back down on the floor.
His skin was glowing from sweat and his hair was a mess…
You pulled your skirt down to shield yourself from his gaze and sat up carefully.
How long had you been going?
How long would the lavender drink be soothing his first?
It didn’t take long before for the after-math to wash over you in a form of a strong release of oxytocin. You had to protect him… find him something to feed on whenever it was time and comfort him as he did… The first feed was always fueled by desperation and fear, but with you by his side you could make sure he didn’t feel fear…
You got down from the table and wrapped your arms around his waist.
He hugged you back and placed a soft kiss against your forehead. His lips, neck and chest were stained black as well as your own neck, lips and shoulders…
What you had been up to was clearly obvious and you both looked… dirty.
“We should get dressed before he comes back...” You whispered shyly, head against his chest.
The only sound you could hear was of his breath…
You moved your hands to his face and caressed his lip with your thumb gently before pushing his upper lip up to reveal his withdrawn fangs…
The switch was complete…
… as well as the new unbreakable bond, stronger than any bond you’d have previously…
