《Havens home for boys [bxbxb+]》Blood lust .8.
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Adorjans pov
The sun hurt my eyes.
Only thing I could think about. As I stomped into my room, slamming my curtains shut.
My head was painful. I wanted to feed.
But I didn't want to burden anyone.
The fridge in the basement held my blood bags.
But sometimes, animal blood just wasn't what I needed.
I lie softly in my bed, focusing on my breathing.
My eyes closed as I continued deep breathing, attempting to focus on my breath.
There's a loud crash making me jolt awake.
I groan, knowing it was probably best to check on the boys.
I popped into the twin's room to see River straddling Lycus. They were both giggling hysterically.
They gasped when they saw me, both eyes flashing signs of innocence.
I raised an eyebrow in suspicion, then drawing out my words slowly so they would know I understood not only what was happening but also to give them a chance to explain themselves.
"What are you boys doing?"
"Uhm, nothing, Master Adorjan." They both blushed.
Hearing them using my honorifics made me fight back a boner. But I shook it off.
"That's bedroom only talk..." I rolled my eyes calmly.
"What does it look like we're doing?" Lycus chuckled.
"Did you hit your head?" A smirk came onto my face.
Lycus' face became slightly red as I shook my head and laughed.
I settled on checking on the new kid, who caught my eye the first day he was here.
The day he followed me into my room as my vampire went into a bloodlust.
He was leaning on his patio door frame. His body build was beautiful. He was slim and petite but not skinny and weak. He could put up a fight quickly. He held his hand out, a cigarette in between his fingers.
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I snuck up behind him, slipping my hands around his waist, pulling his ass into my crotch. He squeals out, twisting around to face me.
"Didn't mean to startle you, darling..." I whisper.
"Yes, you did!" He slaps my chest. I shake my head, dipping down to kiss his neck.
"Is this...a normal thing for you guys?" He stutters out as he tilts his head, giving me more access.
"Pretty much..."
He hums.
"Tell me about yourself..." I say against his neck,
"I-I can't do that when you're torturing m-me."
"Oh babe, I'm not torturing you. I promise."
He lets out an embarrassing squeak.
"I - so uhm - I was cursed, or born, whatever, with the ability to heat my hands over two hundred and twenty-five, that's as hot as I can get them while remaining conscious. After a certain point, I can't control anything. I lose consciousness.
But the damage still happens. Like fires and taking people's lives."
"You could do some wicked temperature play with that," I smirk. He gives me a confused look.
"How much do you know about kinks?" I ask, raising my eyebrow at him.
"Not enough apparently..." he says, eyes darting to the floor, avoiding my gaze.
I wanted to tease him so severely, but I must get downstairs to feed.
I kiss his cheek quickly. I was losing control. I wasn't able to contain my fangs. I quickly ducked my head as I turned to leave.
"Wait - don't go..." he whispered out softly.
"You can't just tease me, then runoff. That's not fair."
He says in a pout. I wanted to stay. I wanted to show him my kinks.
But I needed to feed. "I-I can't." He grabs my jaw forcing me to look at him.
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"I find your fangs quite attractive...why else would I have followed you last time..." he smirks playfully.
My pants began to get a little tighter.
His tiny body pulled me towards him as he pushed himself up against me.
A low groan escaped my throat as his wide eyes were captivated.
"Kalon...I-I can't...."
I looked away from him, not wanting him to catch my red eyes.
I knew Vance wasn't fond of feeding off the other boys, not just fond. He despised it when I did it.
"I-I need to go. I need to feed." I exclaimed under my breath quickly.
"Just...one more kiss?" He whispered.
I sighed, grabbing his face kissing him with my eyes closed. His hand traveled to my hair as he tugged at the ends, guiding my head to his neck.
He knew exactly what he was doing. I could hear his blood pulsating through his neck.
I want to taste him. I need to taste him.
Everything was utterly red as I pushed him back onto his bed. A small squeak escaped his lips as his wide blue eyes held excitement.
I smirked as I crashed down on him, grabbing his wrist and holding them above his head.
"You smell amazing, so sweet." I could feel his boner poking my stomach. My vision was too blurry and red to consider it. I needed to feed. I shouldn't. I could get into a lot of trouble.
"I can't do this." I pushed off him. His face fell with disappointment as I backed away.
He sat up, grabbing my arm.
"Why?" He asked quietly. His voice sounded shaky like he was nervous or upset.
"I-I need to feed...." I groaned out. I was pushing my temples with my palms.
"I can't feed off you guys. Vance will kill me."
"He doesn't have to know. Please taste me, Adorjan."
"You can get hurt. I can lose control."
"You won't. I trust you." He whispers. I groan out again. The pain was becoming unbearable.
"I can't-"
"Please..." he cut me off. His blue eyes innocently stared into mine as he begged.
"Fuck, okay." I was nervous. I didn't want to lose control off him. But I couldn't show it. I picked his tiny body up and sat him on my lap.
He was too adorable to deny.
I took a deep breath before dipping down to his neck.
I could smell just how sweet his blood was. The pulsating sound was torture. He tilted his head to the side generously, giving me room.
"This may hurt...." I whispered. I could hear him gulp as he nodded slowly.
I kissed his carotid artery, gently holding his hips in place. He gasps as I continue kissing up and down his neck.
Before slowly sinking my fangs into his neck.
He lets out a choked moan.
His sweet blood was just as delicious as I imagined.
My eyes closed as I tried to enjoy every single drop.
"O-okay...." He breaths out.
"Th-that's enough." He says. I instantly snap back to my senses. I slowly pulled my fangs out not to cause him any pain.
I kiss the punctured wound in his neck. He smiles at me and kisses my lips.
"You're so adorable, Kalon. You taste so sweet...." I say in a husky tone. He nods before nuzzling his face in my neck.
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