craving humanity
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: vampire!jeon wonwoo x afb.reader
You are the first person who ever made him feel human again. In all his afterlife he’s craved the feeling of being normal again.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞(𝐬): established relationship, romance, fluff, comfort/hurt, angst, smut
𝐚𝐮(𝐬): nonidol, vampire, soulmate
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.5k
𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: jeonghan is an asshole, wonwoo is struggling with wanting to be human, blood, he’s vampire so stuff that involves that, blood sharing, mentions of prostitution and paying for blood and sex
𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected p in v, creampie, they’re both switches in this, hand job, biting and blood sharing during sex, vampire venom induced orgasm, overstimulation, sensory overload, wonwoo get pussy/blood drunk, dazed wonwoo almost in a sub adjacent place. Mc bites wonwoo, light breast play. Nicknames: baby, daisy (hers) baby (his)
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+ nsfw
𝐚𝐧: I’m working on connecting stories for Jeonghan, Soonyoung, and seungcheol. Let me know if you would be interested in stories for the other boys. Thank you @aeristudios for listening to me ramble about this. Thank you @lovetaroandtaemin & @supi-wupi for beta reading this.
🎧: from eden - hoizer | limbo - keshi | just to die - keshi | I’m in love with you - the 1975
𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.
There was nothing more in the world Jeon Wonwoo wanted other than to feel normal again. He desperately missed the feeling of his old life. He missed being able to have relationships without having to hide a part of himself. He’s been like this for too many years now. He stopped counting after the first five years of his new insatiable bloodlust. Life for Wonwoo has been far from normal since he was turned into the creature he is now. Life drastically changes when the only way to survive is drinking blood. The thing in his life that made him feel even slightly normal was his “family.” He lived with his family he chose when he turned. His little family consists of him and the twelve men who have practically become real brothers. He felt empty inside until he found someone that made him feel whole again. Meeting you made him feel like he was normal for the first time since his human life. The word soulmate gets tossed around in the underworld. Wonwoo never believed they were real until he met you.
Sitting at the kitchen table, he aimlessly scrolls through his phone, attempting to pass the time. The sound of the door opening down the hall piques his interest. He’s very aware of the fact that everyone in the house has made themselves disappear, letting him know that Seungcheol’s personal little blood bag is in the house. Wonwoo is the only one that Seungcheol allows to be around when he’s feeding. That whole situation is a mess itself. Seungcheol mentioned that Wonwoo is truly the only one who could stop him if he loses control. Wonwoo has been a vampire the longest other than their coven’s leader. The door closes again, and moments later, he watches as a tired looking girl appears from the hallway with Seungcheol right behind her with his hand resting on her back. Seungcheol and the girl don’t say anything as they leave the mansion.
It takes about ten minutes of Seungcheol being gone before Jeonghan appears. He’s sporting the same smug smile he seems to wear often these days. His long dark hair is pushed behind his ears.
“I don’t smell the blood bag anymore. Did our dear Seungcheol take her home?” Jeonghan loves to make fun of Seungcheol and the situation he has found himself in with this girl. Jeonghan finds it funny that Seungcheol tries his hardest to always take the moral high ground. Jeonghan has a disdain for humans. He’s always found them to be beneath him. Jeonghan only shows sympathy when it involves his brothers. He tends to have a soft spot toward some of the boys more than others.
“Yeah, they're gone,” Wonwoo responds.
“I feel like Seungcheol is gonna lose his mind, if he tries to keep up this little front he has of keeping things professional with this girl.” Jeonghan is the first to always criticize their leader. From the moment Seungcheol started feeding from only this one girl, Jeonghan told him he couldn’t just make this a business transaction. Jeonghan knew eventually this girl would fall in love with him, or worse, Seungcheol would fall in love.
“I’m staying out of Seungcheol’s business until he wants me in it.” Wonwoo doesn’t want to have this conversation with Jeonghan. Wonwoo tries his hardest to stay out of everyone’s business in the coven. Especially anyone’s romantic life, or lack thereof.. The last thing he needs is for any of his brothers to stick their noses in his business. Wonwoo is tired and hungry, and there is only one person he wants to see. “I’m heading out for the night. I probably won’t be back until right before sunrise.”
Jeonghan’s eyebrows knit together, “Wonwoo, you aren’t even close to subtle. What’s the difference between Seungcheol and his blood bag and yours?”
Jeonghan’s words were meant to annoy Wonwoo. Jeonghan is taking jabs at him. If his goal is to break Wonwoo, he’s doing a good job at it. He takes a slow breath, fighting the urge to snap at his older brother. Jeonghan has no room to talk; Wonwoo has smelt the same girl on him often. “It’s really the pot calling the kettle black don’t you think? Last time I checked, the strip club isn’t the ideal dinner spot?”
“I don’t play games with my food like you and Seungcheol do.” Jeonghan has a wicked smile on his face.
“No, you might not play games, but you don’t have a problem paying for her blood and sex.”
Jeonghan rolls his eyes, leaning back in his chair. “You make her sound like she’s a prostitute. I don’t pay her for sex. I pay her to drink her blood, and sometimes we fuck.”
“What’s the difference?”
“I was fucking her long before my money was involved,” Jeonghan has a wicked grin playing across his lips.
Wonwoo exhales the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “I’m leaving.”
“Have fun with your blood bag,” Jeonghan shouts as Wonwoo storms out of the house.
Stepping out into the cold night air, he takes a deep breath, calming himself. If Jeonghan pushed him any further, he might have snapped his neck to put him to sleep for twelve hours.
-
Meeting you is quite literally the best thing that has ever happened to Wonwoo in his existence. Wonwoo has always had a love for reading. When you’ve been around as long as him, reading is a great hobby to pick up. He met you one night walking into your family bookstore. He vividly remembers seeing you for the first time. He isn’t sure if he believes in soul mates, but if they do exist, you’re his.
The moment your eyes met, you felt like sunshine in the middle of the night. There was this warmth that radiated off you. He wanted nothing more in his life than to be able to touch you.
He lucked out, and his charm worked perfectly on you. He never lied to you about what he was. During your first encounter, he informed you about his vampiric condition. He’s the first vampire you’ve properly known. You’ve never feared him, though. He never gave you a reason to be scared. He’s been gentle with you since his first touch.
At first, when you started to fall for him, you weren’t sure if it was because he had lured you with some vampire spell or something. You quickly realized you fell for him because you were supposed to. You felt connected to him like you never had before. You fell absolutely head over heels for him with little to no effort.
Walking into the book store you work in, he finds you just like he always does. You’re standing in the back putting books on the shelf. You’re dressed in a plaid skirt that goes to the middle of your calf and a loose fitting sweater. Your hair is tucked behind your ears, and your cherry colored lipstick you normally wear is faded, barely noticeable to someone who doesn’t know you like he does.
“You work too hard,” he says, catching your attention.
Immediately, you turn around and smile at the sight of him standing in the book store. He looks incredibly handsome dressed in all black and a leather jacket. Looking over at the clock, you smile at the fact your bookstore closes in ten minutes.
“Wonwoo.”
“Hello my daisy.” He always lights up when he gets to see you. “I was hoping I could stay the night with you.”
“Doesn’t staying the night entail you leaving me at four in the morning?” you responded.
“That’s a minor detail, my sweet girl.” He steps closer to you. His hands grip your hips, tugging you closer to him. His hand goes under your chin, tilting your head up. “I have missed you so much.”
“You saw me two days ago.” Your eyes stay focused on his black ones. The first time you saw his dark eyes, they startled you for a moment, but you soon found yourself craving a chance to be able to look into them.
“I miss you whenever I’m not near you.”
“That's good, because I miss you too.”
“Did you want to wait here while I close up the store?” You lean forward so your nose is brushing his.
“Absolutely.” He smiles before he presses his lips to yours for a heated kiss.
-
Your nights together normally consist of the two of you being locked up in your apartment together. The majority of your time together is spent naked, but you won’t ever complain about that. When it comes to Wonwoo, you will take anything you can get.
Pulling you close, he kisses his way up from the valley between your breast up to your neck. He drags his tongue across your pulse point, sending a shiver down your spine. Tilting your head to the side, you give him more access to your skin. His teeth drag slowly across your delicate skin, but never pierce through. He groans, pulling away from you. Something has clearly upset him. His mind is in a million different places. You can see he's frustrated and trying to keep it together.
“Baby what’s wrong?” He moves away from you and sits with his back against the headboard. You aren’t sure you have ever seen him this conflicted. He’s normally so controlled with his emotions.
“Jeonghan said some shit to piss me off, and I’m just trying to keep calm.” You know with Wonwoo’s strength he always has to keep his emotions in check so he doesn’t do something to hurt you. Crawling across your bed, you move so you’re sitting on his lap. His hardened cock sits right between your legs. Resting your hand on his cold cheek, you tilt his head so he’s looking at you. “You know I don’t play games with you, right?” He whispers.
Knitting your eyebrows together, you’re confused on what he means. “I know you don’t.”
“Jeonghan made a comment about me playing games with you. I don’t want you to ever feel like I’m just using you to feed.” You have no clue why he would ever think that. You know that you mean more to him than just a source of food. “I’ll stop drinking from you if you want. But I just want you to know that I truly love you.”
You take his face in both your hands, calming him down. Your touch has always been soothing to him. “Wonwoo, I never thought you were just using me to drink from me. I know you love me; if you didn’t love me, I wouldn’t let you drink from me.”
“Just hearing what Jeonghan said and then watching Seungcheol struggle with whatever is going on with his girl made it feel like my head was spinning.”
“I need you to talk to me when you’re feeling like this. Wonwoo, I love you so much. I know you aren’t just using me.” Your heart aches at just the thought that Wonwoo was afraid he was using you.
“Falling for you feels like uncharted territory for me. Sure as a human, I had romantic relationships, but as a vampire, I have never let myself get attached to humans. I was very good at disconnecting emotions from sex and feeding.”
“I’m sorry I complicated things.”
“Baby, don’t ever be sorry. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.” He leans into your hand.
Reaching between down, your hand circles his large length. Slowly, you start stroking him. Biting his bottom lip, he holds back a moan.
“I want to make you feel good.” You want to take care of him.
“You always make me feel good.” Lifting your hips, you guide yourself to his blush colored tip.
Slowly, you sink down onto his large length, and the stretch you feel is absolutely intoxicating. Wonwoo is by far the biggest man you have been with. His cock is not only long, but it’s thick. The first time you were intimate with him, you couldn’t help but wonder if all vampires had this anatomy, or if he was just blessed.
He’s practically kissing your cervix once he fills you.
Leaning forward, you press your lips to his. Rolling your hips forward, your clit brushes against his pelvis. Your lips move from his mouth down his jaw, stopping at the side of his neck. Just where he likes to bite you. Running your tongue along where his pulse point would be.
“Would you taste as sweet as you say I do?” Wonwoo said the first time he tasted you, he knew you were his soulmate. He said a normal person's blood to him tastes like strong red wine with a metallic after taste. According to him, you taste like strawberries with champagne.
“I would—“ he lets out a heavy sigh.
Pressing your teeth against his delicate skin you nip at his neck. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to tease him.
Lifting your hips you sink down at a quick pace. “I love you—“
-
Wonwoo's brain feels fuzzy. The only thing he can think of is you. The way that you touch him. The way you nip at his skin. Your sweet intoxicating words have turned any coherent thought to mush.
He’s never had a desire for someone to bite him during sex, but suddenly, he wants you to know how he tastes.
“Shoulder—“ he mumbles. He’s given up control. He wants you to take care of him. He needs you to help center him.
You don’t say anything, you hold your wrist up to his mouth. You’re offering yourself on a silver platter.
Grabbing your wrist, he bites down. His venom takes away the slight pain instantly. Moaning, you close your eyes. His venom spreads through your bloodstream, instantly sending an icy hot wave of pleasure through your body.
Pulling your wrist from his mouth, he leaves kitten licks against the bite marks.
“Do you want a taste?” He’s never shared blood with a human before, but it’s now the only thing he can think about.
Continuing to roll your hips you moan out a broken “yes.”
Leaning his head to the side, he gives you access to his delicate skin. “Bite my shoulder.”
His hands grab your hips, helping guide you up and down his length.
Pressing your chest to his, your lips part, and a moan escapes. You’re having a sensory overload. The ecstasy of his venom floating in your veins and your orgasm that won’t seem to stop. Your head slumps forward and your lips brush the top of his muscular shoulder. Taking a deep breath through your nose, your teeth sink into his skin. Your teeth pierce through, and the taste of strawberries and champagne hits your tongue.
He moans your name like a prayer, holding you down pressed to his hips. Your tongue laps at the bite. He tastes just as good as you thought he would.
The prettiest moan passes his lips. He fills you with his milky release. He’s practically shaking below you.
Pulling back, you look down at his wound that is already starting to heal.
He looks dazed. His eyes slowly open, and a half smile forms on his lips. Reaching up, he drags his thumb across your bottom lip, collecting his blood. Parting your lips, he presses his thumb against your tongue. Without thinking you suck his sweet blood off his digit.
Pulling his thumb away, he leans in and gives you a gentle kiss. “I don’t think I have ever come that hard in my existence.” He sounds less dazed.
“I was on the verge of over stimulation.”
“You’re a little bloody; we should probably shower.”
-
He looks up at the blackout curtains that you installed as soon as you started things with him. He’s always wanted to stay and not have to worry about rushing away before the sun is bright. After last night, he doesn’t want to leave you just because the sun is up.
“The sun will be up soon,” you say, noticing he’s staring at the window. This is always the hardest part with him.
“I don’t want to leave you,” he says, reaching out to drag his thumb across your cheek. “I want to stay with you.”
“Then don’t leave me. I don’t have to work today, so we can stay in bed all day together.”
“Do you really feel like being trapped in your room all day?”
“I installed back out curtains in the living area as well. My whole house is safe for you.” From the very beginning, you’ve always tried your hardest to accommodate him. After your first night together you bought curtains for your room.
“I love you.” Those are three words he never said to another woman since he was turned.
“I love you too.”
-
You’ve been pressed up close to him on the couch for the last hour. After staying up all night with him, you’re absolutely exhausted. You’re dressed in just a bralette and a pair of panties, and he’s only in his underwear.
“Jihoon pointed something out.” He runs his hand up and down your back slowly.
“What did he say?” You’ve never met any of his brothers, but you’ve heard so much about them. You feel as if you know them now.
“He mentioned that at some point I need to give you the option to be turned.” That wasn’t what you were expecting him to say.
“Oh, this is about me being a vampire?” This got brought up one night when Wonwoo took care of you while you were drunk. You went out with some old college friends. You drank way more than you could handle, and in your drunken state, you called Wonwoo to pick you up. Laying in your bed, probably the drunkest you've ever been, you were babbling on and on about how sexy he is as a vampire. You begged him right then and there to turn you.
“I want to turn you, but at the same time, I don’t want to turn you. I don’t want you to feel like you’re sired to me.”
“Would it make you my master?”
“In some ways. But I would never use the ability to manipulate you or anything like that. It would just mean essentially we’re bonded.”
Reaching out, you aimlessly draw shapes over where his heart is located. “Would it be different if we’re soulmates?”
“Jihoon said we would just both feel intensely connected. Even more drawn to each other than we already are.”
“I want to be with you forever. I’m okay with you turning me one day. Do you not want me to be a vampire with you?”
“I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you to do this. I have no problem staying by your side the entirety of your human life.”
“Wouldn’t it be a little weird if your wife gets old and you stay young and hot?”
“No.”
“Wouldn’t me dying hurt you? I don’t know much about this whole soulmate thing. I just assume one of the partners passing would hurt more than a normal death of a spouse.”
“Jihoon said it could make me feel like I’m going crazy. That my humanity could slip away.”
“I think that’s the only excuse we need for you to turn me.”
“My sweet daisy. I need you to think about this.”
“I have. I’m not asking you to turn me tonight. Maybe in like a year you can.”
“Okay. I need to let Cheol know about our plan. He’s very against any of us turning anyone. I feel like we're an exception.”
Leaning up, you press your lips to his jaw. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“I don’t want to go home yet.”
“You don’t have to leave anytime soon. I have to work tomorrow, but you can stay here. Maybe while I work you could get some proper sleep.” The worst thing about being with Wonwoo is saying goodbye. Him not being able to go in the sun and having to come in go in the middle of the night breaks your heart.
“I can stay one more day before I have to go back. Things are tough right now with Seungcheol. Jeonghan isn’t making things easy on him either.”
“Sounds like Jeonghan doesn’t make things easy for anyone.” Jeonghan is the only one of his brothers that Wonwoo doesn’t want you to meet.
“He has a soft spot for Soonyoung and that’s about it.”
“Let’s not think about Jeonghan anymore. Let’s just enjoy each other's company.”
“Okay, daisy.”
You are quite possibly the best thing that could have happened to Wonwoo. He’s desperately in love with you, but that isn’t it. You make him feel human again. You give him that sense of humanity he desperately craves.
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