He’d sworn off it, biting people, drinking from the source he knew it was wrong, there were laws in the vampire community about biting people, sinking your teeth in getting that rush of hot, warm blood but Mikaela had never thought it’d feel like this, never thought he’d crave it, crave the break of skin beneath his teeth so soft, so easy.
He didn’t crave it from everyone though no, it was specific, he didn’t really understand it either, he didn’t crave it when he saw the others in this little clusterfuck of a team, didn’t stare at their necks like he’d walked for years amidst a desert wasteland with naught but his own sweat to hydrate him. Even the other boys, Narumi… Kimizuki when they opened the collars of their uniforms he never paid them any mind but…
Only him, only when that perfectly tan, smooth column of skin was exposed did he feel parched, did is eyes linger, bright red hues glued to the expanse of skin, following him wherever he went honestly, he assumed Yuu knew, knew his family looked at him this way, Mikaela assumed he’d realised and was simply ignoring it. Surely, he couldn’t be this oblivious, right? He could accurately counter a Vampires’ attack even at their full speed yet he couldn’t accurately pinpoint when his supposed family was staring at him like a piece of meat?
Yeah surely Yuu had realised by now what was going on.
The longer Mikaela continued to resist these urges, the more they surfaced, the more he’d think about the other, each time in a different position be it slammed against a wall, beneath him or hell on top who cared really fantasies were for the land of the inner mind, never needed to be grace the land of reality.
It’d embarrass him of course when the others noticed, Shinoa would notice more than others, she’d make sly little comments, question where he was looking, if he needed binoculars, Mikaela often felt tempted to just break her and bury her where nobody would find the body, not even because of the teasing no he KNEW she liked Yuu, her heart rate spiked whenever the oblivious little dork did something adorable which was always, whenever he did something brave or selfless which was always, he couldn’t MISS the obviousness, he couldn’t be kind to her, couldn’t get as comfortable with her as he could the others…
She was competition. He refused to see her any other way.
That’s when he really knew something was… off. Something wasn’t quite right with himself, vampires didn’t really find conflict in sexuality, if they wanted something, they’d go and get it, be it food or sexual gratification, sure humans seemed to assume that vampires were asexual one track minded monsters but that wasn’t exactly the case they were as complex a species as humans when it came to sex and the urges behind it but… Mikaela had never really… thought about it before.
He had when he was younger, when he’d been human but since being turned, this was the first time, and it was all because of Yuu. Yuu and his ridiculously smooth skin, that perfectly tanned expanse, so soft… so… so---
---He caught his lip on his fang breaking him from any lewd thoughts that may have been running rampant in his mind, a fang that had for some reason lengthened during his mental battle with himself, during his quite blatant staring at Yuu from across the little camp site. Staring at that little sliver of skin beneath his jaw where he’d unclipped his collar while he worked fuck he was hungry.
…. Wasn’t he? No… no he wasn’t… at least not for food anyway. He’d always want something else… something more.