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Reo was well, well aware that his roommate was a vampire. It was no secret, with the packets of animal blood in their fridge, or the excess blinds to avoid Nagi burning.
Thankfully, too much sun exposure didn’t cause his lovely boyfriend to turn instantly into a pile of ashes. Who knew modern vampirism would just be like having really, really sensitive skin?
Aaand a thirst for human blood. One that could only be satiated and held off for so long by animal.
“Is this really okay, Reo?”
Nagi’s voice echoed in his ear, smooth red velvet tone attempting to wash away any worries or apprehensiveness Reo may have.
He’d been fine agreeing to a little blood drinking. It wasn’t like he was going to be turned, or that Nagi didn’t usually have his mouth on his neck. They’d avoided any biting so far, just incase Nagi’s fangs were too sharp— until now.
Here Reo was, sat comfortably on Nagi’s lap and held snug in the others arms.
“Of course it is, my treasure!” He hummed, tilting his head to the side to further encourage the other, “I’m the best possible person for you to drink from, anyways.”
“Mm…”
As his breath brushed against his neck, Reo couldn’t help but brace himself. The idea of being bitten was hot, sure, but it definitely would hurt.
And yet, when Nagi pressed and peppered light kisses to his neck all of those worries simply melted away.
In the not at all appropriate vampire fiction books he’d read in his spare time, especially after figuring out his boyfriends identity, the love interest was put under some kind of aphrodisiac when bitten. Whilst that was just fiction… his mind couldn’t help but roam.
When the warm kisses returned to his neck, he suspected that Nagi may need a nudge— some further consent, but no.
Two sharp, knife-like fangs dug into the skin of his neck as his lover bit down. It was certainly one hell of a shock, the pain bursting and spreading across his body; the adrenaline rush telling him to run. Despite being held so comfortingly, cared for in Nagi’s arms, his primal instincts wanted nothing more to fend off whatever was attacking him.
Then, in the same instance of the other swallowing against him, the sheer ecstasy hit.
And oh, what an ecstasy it was.
The pain had ebbed away into something much more bearable, and instead, he could feel the chemical spreading in him. It was like a slow waterfall, dripping down onto his muscles, his veins, his heart, flooding all senses all at once. How something could be so sweet, rich, lavish even, yet overwhelming was beyond him. Such pure pleasure melting his body into putty for Nagi to toy with.
A golden sin of the flesh, perhaps even coming close to euphoria.
Reo trusted Nagi not to over drink. He trusted him to not put him in any kind of danger.
A soft moan left his mouth helplessly. Albeit a bit shamelessly, sure, but it wasn’t like the reason for it was some stranger to how loud Reo could get.
Nagi pulled back, a relieved sigh spilling from his lips. The soft and gentle breath of the other against him helped to bring him back down from the rush.
“… thank you.”