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commissionsformel · 6 years

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Underneath The Stars

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| Afidgdwifgsajh I’m sorry this took so fucking long omg, tho ngl this does seem to be the best writing I’ve done so far uwu but despite how long this took, I hope that you still enjoy it |

| Commission for @first-blood-moon/ Picture above done by her also ; @menamiin-commi |

「 Part 1/2 」

「 Word count: 2143 」

「 Warnings: Mentions of sex 」

➽ As the evening sky glistened upon the new shiny car driving along the empty road, inside the driver struggled to focus on the road that was paved in front of him. His different colored orbs would frantically flicker back and forth to the brunette in the passenger seat next to him and the seemingly never ending asphalt in front of them. It was uneasy enough already, being in small area with his lover, and it didn’t help at all the brunette’s hand was moving slowly up the demon’s thigh.

Though when he turned to glance at the human he was on his phone as if nothing was happening, typical. Occasional teasing was very appreciated but he was driving for crying out loud, though it was clear Oliver didn’t care in the slightest. It seemed as though they could be out in public, a crowd even, and Oliver could touch Spencer in anyway, completely unashamed. Though of course, it’s not like the demon minded, in fact he loved the attention but in the right situation and under the appropriate circumstances of course.

Though the touching was very distracting, he was able to drive smoothly and safely. There destination wasn’t very far to begin with, about half an hour away. Still, it took a bit of convincing on his part to get his parents to approve of the drive. Him and Oliver had been dating for quite a while now, they were very close at this point. The amount of touching and kissing they did, one would think they had been dating for years and years though it’s only been two. Even so, Spencer was ready to move on now, finally. He had been thinking about this for a few months now, he was ready to take this to the next level.

He worried whether Oliver wanted to move on as well, but with all the sexual teasing and touching that goes on between them, the demon was fairly certain the brunette would be okay with it. Though of course if he isn't, then they would stop and do something else. Perhaps stargazing would be nice, the park they were going to would be perfect for that kind of thing, the field was very spacious. Evening was arriving, and it was quite cold, no humans would still be out at this time so it would be left for just them two.

The demon’s heart pounded just thinking about it, though, it didn’t help that the field had just now come into view and was now becoming closer and closer as the seconds went by. In all honesty, Spencer had no idea how he would initiate any of this, he secretly hoped that Oliver would advance onto him. Though he feared he might not, Oliver was quite unpredictable in situations such as these.

Pulling up into the parking lot, Spencer felt his face becoming hotter and he looked around to see that they indeed were the only ones there. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes briefly before turning the engine off. Though Oliver immediately exited to stretch, the demon remained quietly in the car. His hands making tight fists on his thighs, the material from his jeans compacted underneath his nails as he struggled to find the courage to join his lover outside.

‘He might reject me…’ he thought sadly, his top teeth sneaking past his lips to bite his bottom one harshly. He was probably overreacting, but it was hard to ignore his churning stomach. The way his eyebrow twitched as his heart thumped harshly against his ribcage, causing the demon to pant quietly. His thoughts jumbling around in his head, the possibilities of what could happen overwhelmed him immensely. The feeling of being closed in his own dark thoughts, it was surrounding him like a cloud. Like he could swallowed at any moment, and he would stuck forever.

A small knock at the window, Oliver stood outside, looking concerned as he peered into the car. A final breath left the demon as he exited the car slowly, his hair slightly disheveled. It stuck to his forehead with sweat… had it really been that bad to the point he sweated? In all honesty, he knew that there was no real reason to be nervous, he didn’t even know what he apprehensive about to begin with. Rejection? It was unlikely, he knew this, but still it hung over his head like a dark cloud.

Though his bitter thoughts were quickly swept aside with the gentle feeling of soft lips pressed against the cool skin of his forehead. Spencer gazed up and smiled warmly as Oliver pulled him into a tight embrace. His ecstatic heartbeat calming slowly as he melted underneath his lover’s gentle touch, his own arms snaking around the brunette’s waist. He held him closely, ensuring that he would not be able to leave until he was allowed it. No words were exchanged, though Spencer already felt so much better.

The feeling of Oliver’s arms around him, his light breathing upon Spencer’s neck made him feel safe, like nothing could ever happen to him. It was when he pulled slightly that Spencer began to panic again, though there mid sections still touched, Oliver’s head pulled back to look at the demon clearly. His eyes gentle and soft, his touch still warm on Spencer’s back as he parted his lips slightly and joined them slowly with Spencer’s cold ones. Closing his eyes quickly, Spencer basked in the kiss. It warmed him, the tingling feeling that ran down his spine had never ceased to occur since their very first kiss. It never failed to make his knees weak, though Oliver’s tight embrace ensured that Spencer wouldn’t fall.

It was a feeling Spencer knew all too well, and though it made him feel wobbly he loved it oh so much. If he could, he would stay like this for eternity, wrapped in his lover’s arms with the warm tingly feeling of his soft lips on his. He always wanted these moments to last longer, and he could tell, so did Oliver. Hands tangled themselves in the demon’s dark hair as Oliver deepened the kiss even more, he held Spencer’s head in place establishing that he was to stay here and not dare move in the slightest.

Normally in this situation, Oliver would be having Spencer chase after him. Teasing him, not granting him a kiss until he did what he was told to do… or something along those lines. Though it was fun at times, Spencer was no where near in the mood for anything like that. Suspecting this, Oliver proceeded to do what he knew his boyfriend loved.

Slow minutes passed by until the demon had completely calmed. Feeling his lover’s once clenched and tense muscles ease underneath his hands, Oliver pulled away slowly. The warmth of the kiss still lingering on his lips as he looked deeply into his lover’s eyes. His beautiful eyes were mesmerizing, though it was impossible to miss the deep concern that danced behind them. A quick pecks peppered along the brunettes cheek as Spencer spoke softly and sincerely.

“I’m fine… I’m excited to be here with you…” Which was true, spending time with Oliver is what made Spencer happy. The way his heart beat damn near out of his chest, how his breathing hitched every time Oliver got close, the hairs that would stand on end when he felt Oliver’s breath on his skin… normally speaking this would all sound horrible to experience and in some ways it was. It was painful, it was awkward, but it was caused by Oliver, caused by the love he felt for him. It was a good kind of , an oddly endearing kind of awkwardness it was a pleasurable kind of pain. Though it wasn’t something Spencer would say, at least while he was thinking straight, it was something he knew Oliver would never let him live down if he found out.

“You sure princess? I’m always here if you need to talk…” His voice gentle and sincere, setting the demons ears on fire as his face burned up as well. A hand was placed protectively on the small of Spencer's back, the burnette’s thumb rubbing soothingly on the demon’s spine. A content hum escaped his lips as he nodded, placing another kiss upon the brunettes cheek. Oliver may have a big tease, though in situations like these he knew exactly what to do in order to soothe his lover.

A few more minutes of silence passed by before finally the demon pulled away, his dark thoughts and doubt now gone, though only for now, he worried. A soft kissed was placed upon his forehead before Oliver sauntered behind the car to retrieve the picnic supplies they had packed. Today was planned to be the best day of their relationship, so far at least, though how it was going so far Spencer questioned if that was actually going to be the case. It was going to be… heart pumping to say the least, though he was really just concerned about Oliver having a good time. He wanted the brunette to enjoy himself, not spend the entire time worrying about him. Spencer would be damned if they didn’t have a good time just because of his insecurities.

Shoving aside his thoughts to the back of his head he began helping his lover unload the supplies. They didn’t pack much just minimal sandwiches and pocky plus the biggest blanket they could find. It was often used when they spent the night together, it’s big enough to cover both of them though they prefered to use each other for warmth instead of the thin fabric. No amount of blankets could make Spencer heat up the way Oliver’s arms could, it was a feeling of safety and love, something no blanket or person could ever replicate.

Placing a small kiss upon Oliver’s cheek, Spencer began making his way into the great big field looking for a spot to set up their picnic. Though as soon as he turned his body away from the brunette, he felt a hand sneak it’s way into the back pocket of his skinny jeans. A jolt ran through the demon’s body though soon after, he found that his own hand was snaking it’s inside the brunette's back pocket as well.

The field was empty, completely void of any humans or any creature for that matter. All Spencer could imagine was running carelessly through the field, feeling the cool breeze across his face as he twirled and spun to his heart’s content. Perhaps attempting to paint the horizon might be amusing. He did find oil paintings quite interesting but he never really was one to be good at art, even as a child in school when you were taught to draw simple shapes and figures.

Striding a bit further into the empty field, Spencer set down the blanket at last, finally settling on a nice patch of bright green grass. Slowly he lowered himself, a groan of relaxation escaping past his lips as his bottom met the ground gently. Though he only had a mere moment of peaceful breathing before his lap was crushed by the weight of Oliver's body. He didn’t mind being sat on, though if he had warning beforehand that would be nice.

Without even so much as giving Spencer a second to gather himself Oliver captured his lips in a hungry kiss. He was selfish sometimes, not that Spencer minded, it was quite cute when he would ask or beg Spencer for attention. It didn’t happen often, but when it did it was absolutely adorable. To a point where Spencer wanted to tease and ignore him on purpose just to hear his whine, though it always backfired.

He decided now wasn’t the time to do that, he couldn’t bear the thought of him risking the chance to sabotage his plans for tonight. Everything needed to be perfect, his attitude needed to be perfect. Anything Oliver wanted to do, they would do… to an extent.

Kissing back with the same passion, Spencer’s hands lowered and rested themselves on Oliver’s hips. The warmth Oliver provided, the feeling of safety and love he gave off whenever Spencer was near was far too irresistible. So much so that it sometimes pained him to be apart, but that was a separate issue.

Melting underneath Spencer’s touch, Oliver leaned forward pushing Spencer gently onto his back. He was always the one out of the two to, without a doubt, clearly make obvious what it is he wants. Especially when it came to what he wanted from Spencer which is something that the demon appreciated very much. It’s very easy to make decisions. Perhaps then, he’ll know if tonight was the night they’d go all way.

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commissionsformel · 7 years

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Too Late For Forgiveness

「 Chapter - 3 」

「 Word count: 1694 」

「 Warnings: Triggering themes & Violence 」

“Yuko…” The frail woman spoke quietly, her voice horridly hoarse caused by the countless amount of cigarettes she had smoked in the little time but tragic she depended on them. Her unhealthy, thin, black hair covered the armrest of the dirty couch, some stands falling onto the stained ground. Slowly and with great push back, she lifted her bone thin arm up offering it to the young ginger female who stood before her. The frail woman's eyes were so sincere, a look she had never given any, not since after the girl’s birth when they were left for dead in the alleyway they were now stuck in, and had been stuck in for the past fourteen years. She held her arm out to the girl expecting her to take it, though unfortunately for the ghastly woman, all the young one did was stare blankly at it. Her red eyes such a dull dark garnet, they had lost their color years ago.

The woman knew all too painfully well it was entirely her fault that her daughter had turned out like this. Lowering her hand she regretfully thought to back herself from years ago. If only she had properly handled her emotions, if only she had thought things through better, if only… she had been a real mother… then maybe, just maybe, they could have been happy together. But no, that didn’t happen. And now it never would happen, the regretful mother was fully aware that she would die this day. Before she did, however, she wanted- no, she needed to speak to her daughter in the little time she had left. For once, just once, to have a heartfelt conversation with her beloved daughter. Not a beating or yelling… just a conversation, like a normal family is supposed to have.

“Yuko… I know that… you…” She tried to speak, though her throat had been badly damaged, but again, she of course only had herself to blame for that. “I know you could have been… no… I know you are and will be extraordinary. You… you always have been my dear… I just never… flourished you like I should have...” Closing her eyes briefly, she tried to think back of a time when her dear child was happy… when she smiled. Fourteen years ago… when she was born, she smiled so brightly, brighter than the sun itself. Her eyes sparkled, shinier than any star that had ever shone before. But those beauties were taken away just as quickly as they were received. It wasn’t fair, none of it was fair. The ill woman knew that all this time and yet… the only time she had ever acknowledged it was here, on her deathbed.

“Please Yuko, I’m… so sorry… I could have been a real Mother to you… we could have been happy… I’m sorry…” She said quietly as thick tears began rolling down and off her face. Though Yuko did not react, not even in the slightest. She merely stared down at her Mother with dull, emotionless, lifeless eyes. Though she had to admit, seeing her Mother cry was unusually and… oddly satisfying. If she had been raised with even an ounce of love then maybe Yuko would have felt bad about being pleased to see her mother shed tears however… she didn’t give it a second thought. She loved seeing her Mother’s tears of sadness and sorrow. But the bitter fact knowing that the pain behind her tears could not compare to the pain of the tears Yuko had shed herself took away from the moment, but this would be the closest her Mother would ever get to feeling her pain. Dying with so many regrets… a fate Yuko so deeply wished upon her Mother. Nothing could make this better she thought… but perhaps there was.

“I know, I don’t deserve this but… Yuko please, forgive me. I want to know that… you can live your life knowing that… despite what I did… your Mother does love you… so very much…” She began to raise her hand once more, awaiting for Yuko to take it and hold it. Though her words were meant to be sincere, they only infuriated Yuko. Love… love is being there for you child. Caring for them, nourishing them, believing in them, treating them gently… but she did none of that! She didn’t love Yuko, she never did and she never will! All this, the only reason she was doing any of this… is so that she may die a happy death but Yuko… she would absolutely not allow that to happen.

Harshly slapping her Mother’s hand away, her dark garnet eyes narrowed in hate and disgust as she looked down upon her crippled Mother whose eyes widened, heartbreak and sadness dancing behind them. The ginger began trembling in pure rage, her fists so tight that her blood stained knuckles turned white. Her teeth gritted harshly together, a slight grinding noise could be heard faintly. Her dull eyes stung with tears, but she refused to give her Mother the satisfaction of her seeing her cry once more. Swiftly, Yuko took her Mother’s feeble thin neck into her small hands tightly. Climbing atop her, the girl’s grip tightened cutting off what already little airflow her Mother had. She watched as her Mother’s small brown eyes flooded with more tears, tears of pain or sadness, it didn’t matter. She would die not by natural causes, but by Yuko’s own hands.

“You speak of ‘love’ Mother… what is that? I’ve never felt it, but I know that you never gave it to me!” She shrieked into her Mother’s face and she began shaking her violently. “You never loved me! No one did! And no ever will, that’s what you said right Mother? Right!?” She asked once more, though her mother had already perished the second Yuko climbed atop her. Still, Yuko treated her like a rag doll. Pulling her hair, shaking her, punching her, squeezing her throat with all her might… all the things her Mother had done to her. She continued to beat and batter her Mother until she ran out of energy.

It felt as if the satisfying moments of anger were so painfully short but oh, so sweet. However even with the short time she had, when she was done she could hardly recognize her Mother’s face. It was completely bashed into her skull, she looked so different mixed with different shades of blue and purple with an overpowering bright red flowing from her crushed orifices. The blood dripped down from her face, further staining the young girl’s knuckles. Slowly getting off the couch, Yuko looked down at her Mother with bloodshot eyes caused by the many shedded tears she had just shed while in her fit of rage.

“You should for once be proud of me, Mother…” She said wiping her eyes dry.

“You’re the one who raised me this way and now I’m finally the person you’ve always wanted me to be.” Her words dripping with venom, she made her way out of the the run down apartment they had lived in for the past fourteen years. Yuko pulled a small match box from her the tattered pocket her thin shorts still speaking to her dead mother, “Meaning that every decision I make from this point forward…” She trailed off, lighting one match and then the whole box. She dropped it quickly and walked over it, listening to the crackling fire. Feeling it grow bigger and hotter behind her she exited the building.

She didn’t look back until she was outside but there she stood, enjoying the sight of her childhood building become engulfed in flames. It’s supporting beams and exterior being eaten by angry flames. They reflected onto her eyes as she finished her thought.

“Is entirely your fault…”

She stood there a longer than she had thought, she stared at the flames mesmerized at how they danced along the walls and how they spread to the building next to it. Though her peaceful thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of by the sounds of sirens. Turning her head frantically to the direction they were coming from, she saw a large red truck. Out of it came men and women wearing the same heavy looking yellow uniform. She wondered for a bit as to what they were doing or who they were but when she saw them grab the a giant snake like tube that shot water onto the flames, she sighed quietly.

Police sirens were heard in the distance, a sound that almost comforted the young girl. She had heard it so many times, yet in this moment, she only felt tired. She was in trouble that much was obvious. She couldn’t run away, where would she go? In this moment the only thing he wanted was to get away and thankfully she would.

A young looking woman in a dark uniform kneeled down and placed her hand upon Yuko’s shoulder. Her eyes were soft and gentle, which unfortunately didn’t comfort the young girl. he had never seen such a look before, other than from her mother just a few moments ago. It unsettled her, so much so that her face contorted into one of disgust.

“It’s okay... I know it must upsetting, but we’re gonna get you somewhere safe.”

What would she know? But whatever, might as well play along. Holding onto the officers hand, she nodded slightly. A warm smile spread across the woman’s face as she lead Yuko to the police vehicle she had originally emerged from. Gently opening the back door, she waited for Yuko to step in. A long sigh left the girl’s lips as she thought about the car ride. She would be asked questions, she would be talked to as if she were a wounded animal but she had to go along with it. Stepping into the car, she sat waiting patiently for it to drive away. As the engine started, Yuko looked back to the building still on fire. In the back of her head, a faint voice was heard, but went unacknowledged.

“Sweet dreams Yuko… my sweet child…”

#her story #chapter 3

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commissionsformel · 7 years

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Tonight Is Our Night

| Commission for @hisoka-kuroi!! Involving our OC’s Isaiah and Leon in some private time~ Keep in mind, they are older in this story! I’m very sorry for the long wait, I hope you all enjoy shitty yaoi writing :D |

「 Word count: 3124 」

「 Warnings: Poorly written NSFW 」

➽ The blonde’s heart was pounding as he knocked nervously against the hard material that made up the front door of his boyfriend’s house. Speaking normally he would not be this nervous, but he had very important- life changing in fact- news to tell his lover. It took quite a bit of time and a lot of thinking but after two wonderful years of dating, he knew that Isaiah would be the one he would spend his whole life with… eternity even. Sure they went through they’re up and downs and… their small relationship pause towards the beginning of the relationship but he was ready to be like him, to be a vampire. Leon knew that Isaiah truly was one the one for him, ever since that night two years ago when they swore their love to each other by taking it all the way and almost every night ever since.

He awaited patiently for the door to open, and when it did the human jumped slightly. Upon seeing the blue hair Leon felt his heart ready to jump out of his chest. Though when his eyes traveled downward he saw the face of who actually opened the door. The one who answered the door was not his blue haired vampire, but another.

“Leon!” She exclaimed happily stepping aside making a clear path for him to come in. “Come in!” She smiled brightly. Smiling back at her, Leon entered slowly looking around at his second home. He saw none of Isaiah’s siblings, on the couch was usually Spencer and Isabella watching TV with their Dad. Isaiah would always be upstairs cleaning his room last minute for Leon’s arrival. “Spencer is at Oliver’s for the night and Isabella is at a Kai’s house, also for the night.” She explained upon seeing the human’s confused expression.

It took a few moments to sink in but when it did Leon became even more confused. He opened his mouth, ready to ask so many questions like; Why did they both left the same night? If they were spending the night at someone else’s house, why was Isaiah not over at the Mukami house? Though before he could say anything he was startled by the loud thumping noise coming upstairs and towards them.

Ayato hopped down the stairs, his expression a mixture of happiness and eagerness. In his hands he held a large backpack that looked like it was stuffed to the brim. His expression changed drastically when his eyes landed upon Leon. His expression was nearly identical to the one a child would make if they were told they can go to the amusement park but they have to go on every ride their younger sibling wants to go on first.

“Don’t make that face love, it’ll be fine!” She reassured her husband taking the bag from his hand and planting a brief kiss upon his lips. Turning back to Leon, she smiled gently again before speaking, “We’re going to a the Demon Realm for the night, it’s been awhile since we’ve been there. I’ve forgotten how pretty it can be!” Again it took a few moments to sink in but when it did Leon blushed madly in sudden realization. The blonde opened his mouth about to ask more questions like; Why leave them alone now when they neither parents have in the past? What will his parents say to this? But alas, he was beat to it. “Don’t worry, your parents know about it we four trust you two to be alone together it has been two years after all… don’t ruin that trust, okay?” She asked quirking an eyebrow.

Nodding quickly, Leon’s blush only deepened to a very dark deep red. Chuckling Yuko walked passed him and through the door. Ayato followed not soon after her, giving Leon a very skeptical look. The door closed quietly and the human stood in the middle of the room trying to calm his heartbeat. Though it only increased when he felt a pair of familiar strong arms wrap around him from behind and pair of soft lips touching his red hot ear and whispering.

“I’ve missed you…” He said gently gently nibbling on his lover’s ear. Moaning very quietly, Leon turned around to face his boyfriend. As he wrapped his arms around Isaiah’s neck Leon remember just how much taller Isaiah is than him. Smiling down at his lover Isaiah’s arms wrapped around Leon’s body, his hands unconsciously moving down to the human’s bottom. Quickly taking off his backpack, Leon cupped the vampire’s cheek before whispering back.

“I missed you too…” He said staring into Isaiah’s emerald eyes. The space between them disappeared as they soon began to share a sweet tender kiss. The vampire’s tongue licked his licked the blonde's lips asking for entry. Leon’s mouth opened allowing Isaiah’s tongue to enter and overpower his own, forcing Leon to breath heavily through his nose. Tangling his fingers in Isaiah’s blue hair Leon began to feel his pants tightening very quickly. Shutting his eye tightly, Leon pulled away breathing heavily through his mouth trying to catch his breath. His face a deep red, a trail of saliva trailing down his chin.

Isaiah’s lustful expression turned into a confused one as he held Leon even closer, planting kisses down his neck. Roughly grinding their lower halves together Isaiah growled deeply into Leon’s neck before sucking harshly on his soft skin ensuring that a mark would be left for the next day. Leon’s mind began going hazy, he couldn’t think straight… though he never really could around Isaiah anyway. Moaning from his lover’s actions Leon tried his best to follow his plan for tonight.

“W-Wait, I wanna g-go upstairs…” He stated shyly trying to pull back from Isaiah even more. Nodding quickly in agreement, Isaiah picked him up bridal style and hastily brought him up to his bedroom. Throwing the blonde onto the bed and shutting the door, Isaiah felt his self control was dwindling dangerously quick. Blushing at his lover’s aggressiveness, Leon held his arms out beckoning Isaiah to him. In a blur Isaiah was atop him showering him in both soft and aggressive kisses. Now a complete blushing and moaning mess, Leon shakily wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck bringing him down and even closer.

Gripping Leon’s soft leg tightly, the vampire perched it upon his hip. Isaiah gazed down upon his moaning blushing lover with a devilish smirk. Continuing for a few more moments, Isaiah still refused to completely satisfy his lover. Instead, he decided to teased him relentlessly until he couldn’t take it anymore. For what seemed like forever, Isaiah merely grinded Leon. It was too much for the human. He needed more, he needed Isaiah. Feeling Isaiah’s hardness grow underneath him as well, Leon attempted to undo his own pants buttons. His vision was becoming blurry, his ears burning hot just like his face. With the combination of Isaiah grinding on him and the moans he just couldn’t contain, it was damn near impossible to take his pants off in this situation.

“Do you need help with that love?” The vampire asked smugly before removing himself from the human. Whimpering softly, Leon watched Isaiah stand from the bed and slowly take his own pants and shirt off. He blushed darkly as he saw his lover now begin taking off his pants. Slowly, Isaiah’s hands began unbuttoning Leon’s pants. To make it even more embarrassing, the vampire made direct eye contact the entire time. Isaiah had never been shameful, he was usually very confident, to a point where it concerned Leon as to what kind of devilish thoughts could be racing around in his beautiful head.

After tossing his lover’s pants aside, the emerald eyed vampire stood up and lifted Leon’s shirt over his arms and off his body. Losing what already little self control he had, Isaiah ripped off Leon’s underwear. Tearing it to shreds as he climbed atop him staring intently at his lover’s bare body. He should’ve already been very much used to this by now, especially considering that Leon had been naked in front of Isaiah countless times. But then why was this time making his heart beat a hundred times faster and harder? Though despite his embarrassment the human didn’t try to cover himself, he didn’t want to. He wanted to share every moment, every memory, everything with Isaiah.

The vampire’s expression softened slightly as he leaned down and connected his lips with Leon’s in a gentle loving kiss. Immediately kissing back Leon wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck pulling him down and pressing their bodies together. Leon shivered slightly from the coldness of Isaiah’s body, but the gentlest touch of Isaiah’s lips warmed his whole body. His blood pumped violently through his body as the vampire slowly began taking off his own underwear, the kiss remaining unbroken. Isaiah gently grasped Leon’s hands, and brought them to his own member. Unconsciously stroking his boyfriend, Leon deepened the kiss.

A few moment passed, though the vampire wasn’t close to coming he was ready to enter. Positioning himself, the vampire slowly and gently slid into Leon. The kiss broke as Leon’s mouth widened with a loud moan erupting from his mouth. Feeling every inch of Isaiah enter his body, stretching his body apart, the human’s eyes rolled back slightly in his skull. No matter how many times they became one like this, he never got used to the wonderful sensation he felt when they connected. Ever since that night two years ago, when they become one for the first time they had both become addicted to this feeling. They needed to experience this sensation at least once a week, otherwise it was just torture to them both.

Though he did not move, Leon felt as if he was on fire. Part of him wanted to just stay like this, for them to be one and enjoy each other’s presence and the feeling of their skin. The other part wanted Isaiah to move as quickly as he could like he did the first time. Though ultimately it was up to the vampire, he was top after all. It was something they both agreed upon when they got together. They never spoke aloud about it but rather, it was a known thing.

Another few moments of panting and stillness, Isaiah looked deep within the human’s eyes as he bent down and rested his head on Leon’s chest. His skin was cool on his bare chest but his breath was heavy and hot. Just as the human was about to tangle his fingers in his lover’s blue hair, the vampire began moving quickly causing the bed they were on to creak slightly with each thrust. Left in slight shock, Leon didn’t respond immediately. His back arched, forehead resting on the bed sheet. Blonde locks obscuring his vision as his body moved every time Isaiah jerked his hips.

“A-Ahhh!” He moaned intensely as he wrapped his legs tightly around his boyfriend’s waist. Every time he pulled out, Leon would bring him back in deepening the thrust and causing it to become even more intense. Tears of happiness stung the human’s blue eyes as his nails gently dug into his boyfriend’s back. His mouth opened, a lusty moan escaped past his lips as he felt a harsh press against his weak sweet spot. With every moment that passed by, Isaiah’s movements became faster and harder. It was almost too much for the human to handle, though when the vampire’s cool hand reached down to wrap his fingers around the human’s member is when he really lost his self control.

“I-ISAIAH!” His nails dragged harshly across the vampire’s back, his eyes shut tightly as he savored the moment. Isaiah’s head lifted to look at his lover, he placed his free arm on one side of his blonde head while his other continued to harshly stroke his boyfriend. Deep growls and groan erupted from the vampire’s chest he felt Leon clamp down on him tightly. He bent down, his low deep moans echoed in the human’s ears as he felt himself becoming undone. Though before he could inform Leon he felt a warm liquid come into contact with his hand. He looked to Leon, his face flushed pure red. His blue half lidded lust filled eyes looked into Isaiah’s emerald with passion and love. A look that always made Isaiah blush uncontrollably, though in this case it made him lose control.

Breaths mingled as their bodies collided against each other’s. It felt hot, it almost burned as Isaiah continued his deep powerful thrusts. Even though he had already came Leon felt himself become hard again to the sounds the of his lover’s moans and the harsh slaps of skin their bodies made whenever Isaiah jerked forward harshly and connected their hips. As much as he loved the gentle touches his boyfriend would give him, he loved his animalistic behaviour as well. The thought of bruises being left on his body or the possibility of not being able to walk turned Leon on so much. Though it was already established that he was a masochist.

With a few more powerful thrusts, Isaiah came. His burning seed deep within Leon’s body caused shivers to run down the blonde’s spine. Soon after he felt himself come again, this time it was a much smaller load but it still felt wonderful nonetheless. A few moments of panting passed, though when Isaiah pulled out the human whimpered slightly as he felt the warm feeling leaving him. Though it was quickly replaced by the feeling of Isaiah’s arms wrapped around his body. The covers were pulled over them as Isaiah turned their bodies onto their sides. Pulling him closer, Isaiah pressed his nose onto Leon’s gently as he looked deeply into his eyes. Blushing slightly, Leon tangled his fingers in Isaiah’s blue hair.

“You know, I never would have guessed but your hair is really soft…” He said quietly scooting closer to his boyfriend. A small gentle smile decorated Isaiah’s features, the same smile that made Leon’s heart melt. Now was a good as time as any to tell the news to Isaiah. He was frightful, though he had no idea what he was scared of. Perhaps the fear of rejection, the fear that Isaiah didn’t want to spend the rest of eternity with a small human like him. Though he felt bad for thinking Isaiah could be so cruel as to reject him, it really was unlikely that he would but there was always dark doubtful thoughts in the back of his mind.

He wasn’t good with words or expressing his feelings, especially when it came to Isaiah. The person who made him lose self control, every time he spoke to or even about Isiah his words would come out an incoherent mess. Though he couldn’t afford to mess up, not now when he was about to finalize a life changing decision. He cupped the vampire’s face gently and kissed him softly for a moment before pulling away to speak in a small confident whisper.

“Sakamaki Robert Isaiah, I love you. With all my heart, I want to spend my whole life with you, but every time I think about how you’ll live on without me or how I’ll grow to be old… it scares me.” Pausing for a moment, he examined his lover’s face. Isaiah’s expression turned into a slightly confused one, though nonetheless he still continued listening closely to his boyfriend’s words. Taking a deep breath, Leon spoke again. This time his voice more firm and louder.

“What I’m trying to say is… I want… to spend as much time as possible with you. Eternity, Isaiah, I wanna be a vampire. Would you wanna spend eternity with me?” His heart pumped loudly against his chest as he awaited for Isaiah’s response. Though he wasn’t expecting the vampire to react the way he did. He was pulled a tight, deathly hug. A shower a kisses were placed all over his body, wherever Isaiah’s mouth could reach.

“Of course I would! I feel the same, Leon. I love you, let’s spend eternity together…” He said softly, looking into Leon’s eyes. The human couldn’t contain a bright smile, his eyes tearing up again with happiness. A small kiss was placed on his lips before Isaiah reached across Leon’s body, to the floor. He grabbed his own pants and brought them up onto the bed. Reaching into the back pocket he pulled out something small, though the human wasn’t able to see it or decipher what it could possibly be. The vampire gathered the human’s small hands together in his large one and kissed them while he held onto the small object in his other hand tightly. He closed his emerald eyes briefly before he opened them to look into Leon’s sapphire orbs sincerely.

“Leon…” His voice soft and smooth like silk, it made Leon blush immensely. “I love you so so much… I think about you everyday, every moment you’re always on my mind. Every second we’re apart is like torture, but now that we’ll be spending eternity together I won’t have to worry about it anymore.” Leon listened closely and enjoyed every word, though he couldn’t help but wonder why he was making this small speech. Though it all became clear when Isaiah opened his hand, revealing the small shiny object it held.

“I know this probably isn’t necessary, but since we’ll be spending our lives together I figured this would make sense… though I couldn’t find the right time to ask you this…” Slowly sliding a small ring onto Leon’s finger, he kissed it softly. Leon could feel the tears running down his face, though they were quickly wiped away by Isaiah’s thumb. “We don’t need to have anything special, you don’t even have to wear it but I want to ask you anyway… Mukami Leon, would you make me even happier… and marry me?” As quickly as the words left his mouth, Leon wrapped his arms around Isaiah’s neck pulling him into a tight hug. The tears now pouring out as he yelled with glee and pure joy.

“Yes! Yes! Of course!” Feeling his own eyes sting with tears, Isaiah pressed his lips to Leon’s a deep passionate kiss. The tears never stopped as Leon kissed back in utter happiness, his hands gripping Isaiah’s face lovingly. Everything else seemed to disappear as they melted in each other’s embrace. At that moment, neither of them were concerned about the possible disapproval they would receive. The only that mattered at that moment, and every moment from now on, was each other and only each other.

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An Uncle And His Neice

| Commission for @reijixaiko i hope you like it!! I’m so sorry for taking so long but I hope you’re happy with your commission. It was a bit of a challenge to write this with a small word frame, but I did have a lot of fun writing this! Thank you for the commission! |

「 Word count: 1329 」

「 Warnings: None! This is SFW 」

➽ The soft sounds of a crying baby could be heard throughout the couple’s house. They knew ignoring their crying child was a horrible thing to do but they were both honestly just so tired. Ever since little Victoria was born, the couple had barely gotten a wink of sleep. They did love her of course, but a newborn child was a lot. Especially considering that she started teething, to be more specific her fangs were coming. Regular teeth hurt enough as it is for a baby, one could only imagine how the fangs felt for her.

Aiko slowly made her way to Victoria’s room, Reiji followed closely behind. He was not wearing his glasses, Victoria liked to take them off his face and play with them while he was holding her. Unfortunately, he had to learn that the hard way when she snatched them off, accidentally breaking one off the legs off.

Aiko entered Victoria's room tiredly, and made her way over to the crib that held her child. Smiling weakly at her baby, she carefully picked her up. She held her child in her arms, and carefully rested Victoria’s head on her shoulder. Having the warm feeling of her mother’s arms around her and seeing her father’s gentle face… Victoria’s cries eased slightly. Happy at her work, Aiko began to slowly bounce Victoria earning a few giggles from the child. Reiji smiled at his daughter’s laughter and slowly moved one of her hairs from her face. In doing so he also, absentmindedly, caressed her soft cheek gently.

“Perhaps I could make a remedy of some sort to ease her pain…” he thought aloud, admiring his daughter’s sleepy face. She was a beautiful child, it hurt seeing her face distorted in pain and sadness. “It would be fairly simple…”

“Would that be safe? For her growth I mean” Aiko asked quietly, laying her child down in her crib. She was now asleep, but she would soon awake again to interrupt her parents’ attempt to sleep.

“Of course it would be safe, what an absurd question…” his words were terse, but his tone was soft as he was still watching his daughter looking for any signs that she might be in distress. She placed a hand on his shoulder, as if silently saying sorry. His eyes remained on his daughter as he took his wife’s hand in his, his thumb playing with the ring she wore. There they stood in their daughter’s room, waiting until they were sure she was okay. Each placed a soft kiss upon her forehead before leaving to their own bedroom. Once their door was closed… her cries began again. Sighing weakly, they made their way back to her room.

Shu’s head laid on the cool desk, his blonde locks scattered all over the papers he was meant to be working on. He was getting really tired of hearing the familiar tell him how he needed to continue working, because that’s what kings do apparently. Funny, he had never seen his father do anything like that. Just as he was about to let the sweet feeling of unconsciousness over take him, the sound of a door opening interrupted. He knew what that sound meant, it was the sound of a servant coming in to check on him, but he just saw it was nagging. Quickly teleporting without thinking, he appeared in front of his brother’s house.

His excellent ears could hear the sounds of a crying child. He wondered if dealing with the servant would be better than hearing his niece cry. Before he could even think about it, he was knocking at the front door. He knew he probably shouldn’t be here but he wanted to be, and he was the king so he could do what he wanted.

After a few moments of waiting, the cries stopped. He waited a bit longer but still no one came. As he turned his body to leave, a tired Aiko opened the door for him. Her hair was out of place and beyond frizzy, the dark bags under her eyes were almost a match to Kanato’s. She spoke out of breath.

“Shu- er I mean…” she quickly stood up straight and bowed to him. “Your majesty, what brings you here?” The name was still so foreign to him, even though he’d been called that for a while now, it was uncomfortable to hear Aiko say it. He had no answer for her, he himself had no idea why he was there. They stood there, Aiko’s eyes never lost the gentle touch that Reiji fell in love with.

The dark haired vampire came to the door, in his arms he held little Victoria who was fast asleep. His hair disheveled, his eyes tired as if he hadn’t slept in weeks, which was true. He stood closely behind Aiko, protectively putting Victoria in between their bodies. The brothers looked at eachother for what seemed like eternity as if they were having a conversation mentally, their eyes showing no emotion. She began getting nervous, cleared her throat before speaking.

“Would you like to come in?” She asked politely before stepping aside to make a path for Shu. It was obvious that Reiji wanted to object, but he was far too tired to do anything. Moving aside as well, Reiji went back into Victoria’s room to lay her back in the crib. Shu entered the house hesitantly and looked around, he had almost forgotten what a regular house looked liked. He spent too much time in that damn castle.

Aiko showed him to their living and offered him a seat on the couch while she went to go get refreshments. After a few moments, Victoria’s cries began again. He waited to hear the footsteps of her parents but they never came. He followed where Aiko had left to only to see that both her and Reiji had fallen asleep on the floor of the kitchen.

Walking over to them, he poked Aiko slightly but she gave no reaction at all. Reiji was exactly the same. The blonde slowly made his way over to his niece's room and looked down into her crib. She was still crying, but stopped when looked up at her uncle. Astonished, Shu carefully and slowly picked her up. Her hands making grabby motions as to show that she wanted to play with his yellow hair. He began placing her back down into the crib but she cried and clung to his arm. He had no idea what to with a baby, let alone a crying one. She clearly didn’t want to put back in the crib, so he wet back to the living room.

He placed her on the couch and sat awkwardly beside her. She seemed preoccupied with amazing hand movements she was able to perform. Sitting on the soft couch, Shuu realized that he hadn’t been getting much sleep either, but he couldn’t do anything now and leave Victoria unsupervised. He waited for her to tire herself out before she fell asleep once more on the couch. He laid down, being careful of the fragile baby that was next to his feet. He fell asleep instantly, but Victoria had awoke just moments after. She didn’t cry, instead she crawled on him and rested her head on his chest. She didn’t care about the cold or the hardness of his chest, she fell asleep instantly.

Aiko had awoken in the middle of the night and made her way into the living room only to see that her precious daughter was sleeping peacefully on her uncle’s chest. She smiled down at them and slowly returned to the kitchen to sleep with Reiji once more. When they both awoke Shu was gone, Victoria was now in her crib. His scent was still strong on her, causing a displeased expression upon Reiji’s face. Though Aiko was happy, she smiled again as she stroke the hair out of Victoria’s face.

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A Bad Day Gone Good

| Commissioned by @diabolik-naraki, not letting me tag your personal blog for @bloody-bara, hope you enjoy~ Again sorry it took this long, school can be a drag... I hope I got her character correct! I’m really sorry if I didn’t! |

「 Word Count: 1621 」

「 Warnings: None! This is SFW 」

➽ Today had been a long day for everyone, class seemed to drag on even longer than usual. Not only that, but other students were being such a pain. Two, completely uncaring, jocks were wrestling in the hallway shoving other unfortunate students that happened to be around. A group of girl were standing in the middle of the hallway, conversing and giggling annoyingly. Completely blocking students from their path to class. In addition to that, one of her teachers, her least favorites one at that, had asked her to today after class to discuss matters involving school. Basically nagging her about her grades or as the teacher described it, ‘not living up to her full potential’ or something like that, she wasn’t really listening.

At the end of the day, she nonchalantly walked out of school only to see that there was no one waiting for her… oh, how sweet of them. She let out a small groan and began to drag her feet all the way to the mansion she was seemingly cemented to. She walked slowly, thinking about what she would do as soon as she got home. Do her homework obviously, if she was able to finish without any distractions or disturbances that is. She got a headache just thinking about what she possibly had to deal with. Kou asking her to try on a new outfit or maybe asking her to sing a song with him. Yuma nagging about her being late possibly, probably demanding her to help him in the garden. It was night so it wasn’t like he had a reason not to.

She felt as though she couldn't handle anything right now, she still felt a bit dizzy from Reiji’s latest attempt at a cure. She did appreciate his constant help with her curse, but sometimes it was just horrible for her. Although somewhere deep down… she knew she would be cured, she didn’t know how or when but she would. She certainly wouldn’t miss having to deal with those terrible full moons, she despised them. Having to deal with the extreme thirst that made her throat dry and uncomfortable. The blood lust she felt that made her thighs tremble slightly with anticipation. She felt as if they were getting worse each and every time.

The thoughts alone made her shiver with disgust and hate. Fortunately, her discomforting thoughts had passed the time quite quickly and before she knew it, she was already in front of the Mukami mansion. She pressed her ear to the large door, checking for any sign of vampires waiting her on the other side. She didn’t want to deal with the possibility of Ruki lecturing her, she didn’t want to deal with being around him at all. Azusa greeting her would be nice normally, but right now she was irritated. Her previous thoughts had began racing in her mind again.

Thankfully, the only thing her ear was met with was utter silence. The door opened slowly, she impatiently pushed passed it and upstairs to her bedroom. When she reached her door she pressed her ear to the door once more, again checking for any signs of vampires. She sighed in relief and opened the door to her empty room, void of any personal at all. After carelessly tossing her bag beside her desk, she plopped down in her chair and went to work. Her homework was fairly easy, or maybe she was just too tired to properly read and answer the questions. Either way, she had finished quickly. Not bothering to double check her work, she shoved all her papers, textbooks, and writing supplies back into her bag and stretched. For a moment, she stared at the ceiling thinking about what tomorrow would be like.

A small chill ran down her spine at the mere thought as she stood up. She then proceeded to make her way over to the dresser thoughtlessly taking her clothes off and leaving them on the ground. { A nice comfy sweater with jeans … } she thought as she pulled out those same clothes. She reached for one of her own sweaters when she saw something underneath that peaked her interest. One of Yuma’s giant sweaters was in her laundry. Not thinking twice, she pushed aside her own shirt and pulled Yuma’s over her head. She felt so much warmer, but she couldn’t tell if it was from the thick soft fabric of his clothes or the mere fact that her lover had worn this before multiple times.

After pulling on her jeans she made her way over the bed. She was exhausted, very much so that she failed to notice the large lump in her bed. She jumped into bed and screamed when she felt the hard figure she landed on. After falling out of the bed, she was able to clearly see another face. There laid Yuma, sleeping peacefully. As she stood up she wondered just how long he had been there. She sighed when noticed the dirt on his clothes and hands, he didn’t even bother cleaning himself before he got in her bed.

She expected as much, besides it’s not like this was the first time he had done this. Quietly, she slipped underneath the sheets beside him. For a moment… all she did was admire his sleeping face. It wasn’t very often she got to see him this calm or relaxed. With him so close, she herself began to relax. Her eyes closed as she thought about nothing, her mind went blank and for just a brief amount of time… she felt no pressure or stress from the world around her. When her eyes reopened, a pair of brown eyes were staring intently at her. She jolted slightly but kept her comfy position on the bed.

“Heh, were you staring at me while I slept? What’s wrong with you?” he inquired smugly raising an eyebrow at her. She laid there speechless, she knew any answer she gave would not end good. If she said yes her would tease her, if she denied he’d be unconvinced and still tease her… wow he teased her a lot. “Whatever, s’not like it matters anyway…” he murmured lazily before pulling her even closer. Her head was brought to his chest, even though he was cold, she felt warm inside even warmer than what she felt just moments ago. Her eyes closed slowly as she listened carefully to his slow breathing. It calmed her, enough to a point where her hair slowly became a dark shade of blue. It was not very often that this happened, not at all. Especially around Yuma, usually if she wasn’t feeling tense around him she was feeling flustered or aroused because of his actions or his words. It was nice to have these moments with him, it made her feel more confident in the relationship. It gave her peace of mind that he was serious about her, just as she was about him.

“Oi…” he spoke softly as to not startle her. She craned her neck to look up at him, sometimes it really bothered her how much taller he was than her. His eyes were gentle, he was staring her lips. Smiling, she kissed him. Most of the time his kisses were rough and passionate, not that she was complaining but once in awhile it’s nice to have these kinds of slow, intimate exchanges. Cupping her cheek, he kissed back slowly. She reached up and undid his hair tie, letting his hair fall down onto the pillow he laid upon.

Tangling her fingers in his hair, she massaged his scalp soothingly. All tension in his body seemed to disappear, though it usually did when he was around her. Although he wouldn’t admit it, she truly was the best thing that had happened to him. And vice versa, he had helped her so much especially during the full moons. She felt horrible for the times where she was forced to feed from him, and it wasn’t pleasant for him either. But he knew how uncomfortable full moons were, he hated them as much as she did. If he could help her, he would… though it’s not like he would ever say it.

Slowly pulling her atop him, he wrapped his arm around her protectively. She placed her hands on either side of his head, propping herself up. It wasn’t often that he let her top, in anyway so she wanted to enjoy this as long as she was able to. Her hair feel over their faces, acting as a curtain covering their heads. He caressed her thighs, however not in a way that suggested that this situation would escalate into more. This simple kiss was just that, a simple innocent kiss. His lips, she took notice of, were actually very soft, though she could never really tell before since their previous kissed had been too rough for her to notice. He pulled back slightly, though just enough for him to speak. She could feel his breath on her lips as he spoke.

“You’re real damn lucky I’m so tired right now…” she chuckled before responding.

“Oh, I know… ” she smiled down at him. If he had had his normal energy, he would not be this gentle with her. This gentle touch was very rare for him, out of his character almost. He rolled themselves back onto their sides, his arms still wrapped around her. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck, getting rid of the already little space that was separating them. He closed his eyes once more, before immediately falling asleep. She listened once more to his quiet breath, before falling into her own, peaceful unconscious state of mind.

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Just What Am I To You?

Commission for @hisoka-kuroi, sooo sorry this took so long. You already know of the situation and circumstances but I still can’t help but feel bad for what happened, but I finally finished it again and I am now presenting it to you. Commissions don’t take this long, an error occurred that won’t ever occur again!

[ Word Count : 2,606 ]

The brunette sighed longingly as she stared out her classroom window into the starless dark blue sky. It wasn’t often she spaced out, she was actually a very down to Earth girl, but every now and then it’s good for everyone to just not think and ….relax. She had managed to successfully tune out her teacher’s lecture, not that it mattered really, today’s lesson was just a review on a subject she was already skilled at. She was so immersed in her own little world, that she almost failed to notice the bell indicating the end of school, had rung. Oh, how she longed wanting to continue her blank aimless stare but she knew much better than to keep ‘him’ waiting.

She blinked slowly, twisting her body to place her supplies into her bag one item at a time. She carefully slid her notebook in between two textbooks, careful not to bend the the thin and flimsy material of the cover. Without even bothering to look, she reached back to grab her pencil and found it immediately. From her bag, she pulled out a small pouch where she kept all her writing supplies. She dropped her pencil into the small bag, it landed with a small ‘clunk’ as it hit her other pencils and pens. She slowly zipped it closed, careful not to make it too loud. Carelessly, she dropped the small pouch into a smaller pocket of her book bag.

The young girl was a bit startled when she looked up to see that most of her classmates had already left, only a small group of three girls remained. Had she really taken that long? She placed her bag strap over her shoulder as she stood from her seat. Quietly pushing in her chair she could faintly hear her name being thrown around in the girl’s conversation with occasional giggles and scoffs accompanying it. Ah, this nonsense again. She mentally rolled her eyes as she walked past the group of girls. It wasn't hard to guess what the subject was about. Someone had started spreading rumors that she was dating the popular Mukami Ruki.

Because of this false information, she was being approached by so many girls, so many times about this same subject, and whenever asked she’d simply reply with the same answer, “We are merely close acquaintances who happen to live together…” She hated having to give away personal information to people who didn’t matter to her in the slightest. However, she knew that dodging the question would only make matters worse for her. Unfortunately, she had to learn that the hard way when a group of his fangirls got a little too close when she ignored them. She obviously had chosen not to engage, although she knew that despite her size she would be able to win against any girl. She clearly didn’t want to risk the chance of getting in trouble and she knew it would be a poor decision to fight back about this particular subject. Thankfully, a teacher happened to be nearby and ended the situation before it escalated.

Not that any girl even believed her when she answered, she herself didn’t know the status of the relationship she shared with Ruki. Part of her, the childish and naive part of her she believed, wanted their relationship to be more than that of ‘predator and prey’. As of late, more and more of her has thought that their relationship actually was evolving into something more. His once constant reminder that she was only food to him, had been occurring less and less. He had been some what kinder to her, as much as someone like him could be. Not just as home, but at school as well. Of course, most girls took notice and did not take to kindly to it at all.

As she walked past the group of girls, she was slightly amused to see that none of them had even bothered to start packing. She walked into the almost empty hallway and the cool breeze hit her legs immediately. Today was Friday, today was the day she was to report to the library in order help Ruki organize books that careless students had chosen neglect the entire week. She began to speed walk, not wanting to keep him waiting too long. She told herself no distractions, no distractions, but her resolution had been completely thrown out the window when she heard a familiar voice call out to her.

She turned her head to see a small blonde female running towards her, gripping her book strap to prevent it from falling off. She stopped in front of her out of wind. She gripped her knees trying to catch her breath by taking huge inhales of air before she finally continued. The brunette wanted this conversation to end quickly, not wanting to keep him waiting but rushing her friend was the last thing she wanted to do.

“Hello Hisoka-chan! How have you been?” she asked cheerfully and genuinely with a big smile on her face. The brunette chuckled slightly before responding.

“I’ve been fine Yui-san. How’ve you been?” she asked and smiled warmly, which is something she learned just recently to do thanks to Yui. Her spirit had been crushed when she was a little girl, but thanks to the cheerful blonde and others around her, she had been slowly getting it back.

“Ah, I’ve been doing fine mostly, but earlier today I was called to the office for something…” she trailed off, giving Hisoka time to respond with a concerned look. “Well, apparently Ayato-kun and Yuko-chan framed me for destabilizing a sensei’s podium!” The brunette was taken back, sure those two were known for doing despicable things, but framing someone for something like this was just unforgivable! The blonde saw her friend’s distress and quickly jumped back in to defend them. “I was somehow able to manage to get out of the situation without anyone getting in trouble though, so it’s fine!”

Her add on did little to nothing to ease Hisoka’s new rage. Although she had to dismiss this conversation as quickly as she possibly could without hurting her friend’s feelings. The brunette placed a smile on her face and she playfully responded with,

“Ah, you should’ve told the sensei it was those two, it wouldn’t have been hard to believe considering all the mischief they cause.” It was true that those two caused trouble for many, but Hisoka would be lying if she said none of their pranks were funny, Every now and then they’d pull a stunt that would make her smile. This time however, was not one of those times.

The blonde simply shook her head, causing her blonde curls to be pushed behind her small shoulders. She smiled warmly as if remembering the smile and laugh of a baby. The brunette gave a skeptical look before the blonde quietly responded.

“It’s fine, Hisoka-chan.... I don’t mind mind. But I need to go now, it was great talking with you, even if it was only for a bit!” the blonde gave her a quick hug, making Hisoka’s heart skip a beat. Yui gave a wave goodbye before dashing off in the other direction. The brunette gave quick shake of her head and turned back to her original destination. This time she ran, determined to make it to the library without interruption. But this time is serious.

She entered the library out of breath. Some of her short brown locks stuck to the sides of her face. She carelessly threw her bag onto a nearby table and began to look down the aisles in search for Ruki. She finally saw him at the end of one aisle placing a book upon a high shelf with others filling his arm, behind him was a small girl looking down. In her hand was a red envelope which she was fidgeting with, her long black hair curtaining her face. Although her mouth was moving, Hisoka was too far away to hear what she was saying. She took a few steps closer careful not to alert the girl, but just close enough to hear their conversation

“I...u-um Ruki-kun…” she stuttered nervously. Upon hearing her nervous trembling voice, Hisoka recognized her. This was the same girl that had been sticking to Ruki ever since the rumors about Hisoka and him had started. She caused him no trouble or disturbance so he thought nothing of it, just like he thought nothing of the dozens other girls that swooned over him every day. She caused plenty of trouble for Hisoka however. Stealing her gym clothes and school supplies, scribbling in her notebook. She even went as for as to destroy a very crucial writing assignment!

“I’ve b-been wanting t-to tell you this for a w-while now but I’ve j-just now worked up the c-courage and…” she trailed of waiting for his response. Hisoka had to hand it to her, to approach someone with feelings for them is hard enough on it’s own, but when that person is someone like Ruki it’s even more impressive. And as Hisoka could only imagine, a lot more nerve wracking. Ruki finally responded after a few moments of silence.

“Continue, I don’t have all day to play this game. My patience is dwindling.” his words were cruel and although he was merely talking in a monotone voice, the girl flinched as if he had just yelled at her.

“I just wanted to tell you that I-I…” she tightly gripped the letter in her hand crumpling it a bit before continuing her confession. “I really admire you Ruki-kun! I hope that you will accept my feelings!” at that point Hisoka realized; this had nothing to do with her, so why was she listening? She wasn’t dating Ruki, so she had no right to be eavesdropping on their very personal conversation. The brunette fixed her composure and walked closer them. She headed straight for the cart in front of a table, it was full of books that waited to be organized.

Neither the girl nor Ruki acknowledged or even reacted to her presence. Ruki had already known she was there from the moment she entered the library, the girl however was far too absorbed in the moment to notice. Hisoka quickly looked at the spines of the books trying to find one she found familiar so she could put it back in it’s place.

“Is that all?” he finally responded. The girl was taken back, her blush completely disappeared and was replaced by tears gathering in the corner of her eyes. Before she could respond, he continued. “If you have time to waste on such unnecessary things then I would suggest you use it to do productive activities instead.” his words cut deep like daggers. He knew this was the only way to get rid of pestering bugs, even if it was cold cruel and unfair. Though he hardly cared.

The girl mumbled something, that Hisoka could not hear due to the long distance, and dashed out of the library dropping the red paper she once held. Expressionless, he turned around and continued to place the books on their correct shelf. The brunette decided she just wanted to get away and randomly scooped books into her arm and left the area. Fortunately, she knew where most of the books went and it was easy to guess the location of the others.

She slowly made her way back to where she saw the vampire last, to where the cart of books were. As she got closer, she saw that all the books were gone and Ruki had his back turned to her. He held something in his hands, although Hisoka could not see it.

“R-Ruki-s-sama, I’ve placed back as many books as I could…” as nervous and intimidated as she was, she knew she could not show that type of vulnerability to him, or to anyone for that matter. She waited anxiously for his answer and jumped when she finally received it.

“Tell me livestock,” ‘That makes more sense…’ she thought. “How did watching that make you feel?” She was taken back, a million answers raced through her head, but she would not dare tell him any. However, she knew not answering him would be the worse option of the two.

“I...thought n-nothing of it….” she lied. Outraged wasn’t the right word to describe what she felt. A mixture of disgust and jealousy was what she was feeling. The vampire dropped the object he was holding. As it fell onto the table in front of him Hisoka saw that it was the red envelope the girl held. He swiftly made his way to Hisoka, not giving her time to respond. He got close, invading her personal space but she had already been accustomed to that by now.

“Is ‘nothing’ really your answer?” he asked smugly. Her mind became hazy and she could not think of any responses. Even if she could, they wouldn’t come out correctly. She just stood, waiting for him to take charge like he always does. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he bent down to whisper in her ear, “I don’t believe that to be true, Livestock.” her face was considerably red but she continued to remain quiet. “You’re still not talking?”

The larger male pinned her to a nearby bookshelf and moved his face down to her neck. “Then I’ll force you to make other sounds...” he murmurs quietly before he parted her flesh with his fangs. She let out a yelp but contained herself remembering that they were in a public space. The sounds of his slurping resonated in her ears as she tried to calm herself. After a few moments he removed his fangs from her flesh and wiped the remaining blood with a quick flick of his tongue.

He began to slowly trail his tongue down her neck until he was met with the collar of her uniform. Effortlessly her undid the buttons exposing the skin of her shoulder. He bit again, this time earning a small scream from the female. This bite was quicker. He moved away from her shoulder and to her face. He looked into her eyes still awaiting an answer.

“R-Ruki-sama please,” she stuttered nervously, tightly shutting her eyes refusing to look him in the eye. “Just what am I to you?” she waited a few moments but was only the only response she received was a small chuckle. When she received nothing more she slowly opened her eyes again to see that his face was only a few inches from hers. She blushed more and opened her mouth to protest but was interrupted before she could do so.

Ruki captured her mouth with his for a bruising kiss. She had trouble keeping with him but eventually got the hang of it. After a few moments she pathetically tried to push him away, needing to separate for air. He pulled away to look at her flushed expression.

“What are you to me?” he repeated her question before smirking. He moved closer to her mouth and whispered onto her lips, “Livestock” was all he said before he connected their lips again. Not caring of the world around her she kissed back. She had tried to deny what she felt for him but in that instant she finally accepted herself. She loved him and although she never said it out loud, she belonged to him. As they shared their kissed, there lied the red envelope. Long forgotten by both and as it stood alone on the table.

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