absolutely xero (3/?) [atom/xero]
genre: au, vampires, also hints of atom/pgoon/xero
The One with the Vampires in it
Jiho couldn’t hold the drunken chuckles coming from his mouth when he was led into the apartment by hands at his side and a nose nuzzling his neck from behind. The high of the night made his head swim; the loud music from the club still thumped through his chest as if he hadn’t left and the voice in his head was too quiet to be heard when he was being nudged into the bedroom by someone he didn’t quite remember the name of… Was it Adam? Adom?
As soon as they were in the room, they were softly kissing and before he could find his breath, he was pushed onto a big soft bed to which he scuttled backwards to rest his head on the pillows while watching the other man settled on top of him, leering at him with a strong intent. His stomach squirmed delightfully when those arms caged themselves around him and became mesmerized by the other’s hair as it spilled along sharp cheekbones - the tresses were so red, almost like blood.
“I feel hot,” he whispered with one hand reaching up to rub a strand of red hair between his pale fingers.
The man smiled widely before he lowered himself to kiss him, mouth hot and begging as if he had a thirst that couldn’t be famished. Jiho moaned from the enthusiasm, one hand tangled in the man’s hair while his other hand resting on the muscled back, rubbing the toned skin and making sure the other stayed where he was - looming above him. Jiho decided he wanted to be completely covered by this man, to be touched everywhere, to be kissed everywhere...
The redheaded man’s mouth glided away from his own lips to kiss along his jaw, leaving wet trails along his skin as if he was being marked. Jiho caught his bottom lip between his teeth from the touches - the mouth beginning to suck his neck and his own hips moving upwards so he could grind the other closer to him. He wanted to be ravaged and consumed by this person and clothing have yet to be removed. Jiho didn't even know his name...
"A-Tom."
Jiho looked down at the man who was currently kissing along his collarbone. “Hm?”
"My name," kiss. "It's A-Tom."
"Oh," Jiho's hands roamed down to place them on the other’s hips, pressing down so they could continue to rut against each other, "my name's Jiho and I'd appreciate it if you didn't stop."
A-Tom chuckled and went back down to burrow his nose along his neck, breathing in, "you smell so good," one hand fluttered between their bodies and gently cupped Jiho through his skinny jeans, causing the other to groan at the sudden touch. "You're making it very hard for me to control myself."
Another moan escaped Jiho's lips when the hand reached inside, rubbing sincerely; bare skin touching. "Don't, just please, do everything!" He whined, unbuckling A-Tom's pants with desperation, eyes looking appreciatively at the bulge concealed with red briefs- he wasn't even fully hard and yet the size was enough to make him feel greedy. He thumbed at the shaped teasingly as his patience worried itself thin.
He felt the vibrations of A-tom growling along his own chest and he once again felt the hot mouth back on his neck, suckling and teeth nipping. His breath hitched and Jiho moved his head away to reveal more skin for the other to rule and after one particular nip and the good very good pressure of A-Tom's hips urging along his own with both of their hands in each other’s pants, Jiho’s head began to actively swim with dizziness, distracted enough to not question why he felt soft streams of something run down his skin where the man above him was still meticulously set upon.
Too close to coming from the hand job he was receiving, slowly feeling slugging as he was flushed with pleasure throughout his body and he intensely shook from the climax. He knew the other had come at the same time as him when A-Tom pressed his hips down harder and pulled his face away from his neck, gasping for air, eyes rolled back and red painted on his lips.
Jiho was too weak to react, only watching in fascination at the man above him. Did he just sleep with some vampire?
After the both calmed down from the rush, A-Tom looked at him with realisation and horror, hand cupping his cheek, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help, just wait here!" he quickly scurried out of the room, ignoring Jiho’s neglected whimper.
The one man he goes home with and he chooses a vampire. Was he dying? He felt numb and waiting for what felt like hours when A-Tom hurried back into the room, a covered bottle in one hand.
The redheaded man gently brought him up so he could sit halfway behind him, the opened bottle propped into Jiho’s mouth, insisting that he drink.
Reluctantly, he did, but he didn’t expect to enjoy the liquid he was currently drinking, even if he knew it was vampire blood. With every swallow, Jiho felt stronger. He could faintly hear the apologies whispering in one ear.
When he finally had enough, he pulled himself away and rested his head on the lean shoulder behind him. He gave an exasperated sigh, “I should have asked if you were a vampire first.”
“You knew about us?”
Jiho patted the hand around his waist, “one of my friend’s friends is a vamp.”
The silence felt too loud after that as Jiho felt himself go back to normal, inside his pants and stomach feeling sticky and cold and he grimaced as he saw the mess they had both made when they came together.
“I need to go. My roommate’s going to have a heart attack if he thinks I got kidnapped.”
A-Tom gracefully helped him up and Jiho realized that they had yet to even have sex and yet he needed help walking out of the room - maybe that was to do with the sudden blood loss and vampire blood transaction though.
The redheaded man looked at him, anxiously when they were both at the door, “do you want me to walk you home?”
“No, it’s okay. I’ll call my roommate to pick me up.”
They stood together awkwardly, unsure what to say.
“Please, don’t tell-“
“I won’t tell-“
Jiho spoke when A-Tom gestured to him first, “I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you,” A-Tom scratched the back of his neck, “I really liked… feeding from you. Maybe we could do it again, sometime?”
Jiho grinned at the strangely cute vampire, “Yeah, we can do that. I’ll give you my number.”
That wasn’t the last time they saw each other. Jiho did come over now and again but only when A-Tom invited him, saying he didn’t want Jiho to meet his roommate who was also a vampire. And that was okay with Jiho.
He supposes A-Tom was his vampire boyfriend with the way they would talk, kiss, touch, cuddle and even when A-Tom suckled his neck, both moaning as if they were having sex - maybe they would get down to the real thing someday, Jiho thought excitingly - and afterwards A-Tom would bring the same covered bottle of vampire blood and insist that he drink it - even if A-Tom only drank a tiny bit from him.
Jiho found himself to be pretty happy.
One late afternoon, Jiho was heading towards A-Tom’s building. His side backpack carried a couple of DVDS and some toiletries. Tonight he was invited to sleep over as his roommate was away and he wondered if this would be the night they could finally get to it and he walked into the shortcut alley with glee - until a man in a leather coat appeared in front of him with a glare, stopping any perverse thoughts Jiho was having.
“I’d like to very much know,” the darkhaired man said with a strong intimidatingly power, stepping towards him, “why you smell like me? Could you tell me that, human?”
Jiho tightened his grip around his backpack strap unsettled by this man, who was he and what did he mean by that?
“I’ve never met you before and yet you feel like my fledgling,” he only stopped when he was a few inches away from Jiho, “why do you feel like mine?”
“I don’t know,” he stuttered, confusingly, “I don’t know you. I only know-“
“Who?”
Jiho was uncertain if he should reveal his boyfriend. What if this vampire tries to look for him and hurts him?
“Tell me,” the deep voice made him shiver at the tone.
“A-Tom.”
“A-Tom?” the man pulled a strange face, “my roommate?”
“Ah,” did this mean no sleepover? Jiho thought, disappointingly. “Yes, I was going to go over but if you’re here, I’ll just-“
“Let’s go,” the man turned around coolly and headed in the direction of the building.
Jiho just stood, unsure… until he heard that same deep growling tone, “I said let’s go!”
He dashed after him.
When they both came inside, Jiho heard A-Tom shouting in another room. “Ah, Jiho! You’re here! I got you some-” as soon as he walked into the living room, he paled and croaked out a greeting, “OH. Hello, P-goon-hyung”
“Hello, little dongsaeng,” the darkhaired man spoke unpleasantly, and grabbed Jiho’s arm to pull him forward, “would you like to explain to me why this human is mine?”
“He-he what?” A-Tom carefully resting an arm around Jiho’s shoulder to steer him more closely to himself, “what do you mean?”
“I think you know exactly what I mean,” P-goon slammed the door behind him, making the two jump at the sound, “I know for a fact that I haven’t bitten this human and yet we have a connection. I can see he has nice little bite marks on his neck. Now A-Tom would you like to show me which bottle you’ve been giving to him?”
A-Tom started at the fridge with a grimace, pulling out the same bottle Jiho recognized.
P-Goon sighed and walked over to stand beside him to pull out another bottle with a different cover from the fridge, “this one is yours. That one,” he gestured to the one in A-Tom’s hand, “is mine.”
Jiho nervously stood, worrying if both he and A-Tom were going to be punished horrifically.
However he didn’t expect P-goon to ruffle the other’s hair, “you stupid, dongsaeng.” He said without any malicious intent and walked away, “now I’m stuck with this-“ he pinched Jiho’s cheek when he came past and headed for the door, “you two better behave when I’m gone,” he called out, shutting the door after him.
A-Tom turned to him with a nervous grin, “well, that went a lot better than I thought.”
When Jiho woke up, he was sure it was too early to get up and watched happily at the sleeping face of A-Tom besides him. Yep, the sex was definitely worth it.
Until his brain set an alarm that the arms that were currently around him like a psychiatric jacket did not belong to A-Tom, and he fearfully turned around slowly to the body on the other side of him. P-Goon, snoozing closely, drooling on his cheek - Jiho pulled a face.
“You might have to get used to that,” he heard A-Tom whisper in his other ear with a snicker.
Just what exactly did he get himself into?
The One with the Vampires in it
Jiho couldn’t hold the drunken chuckles coming from his mouth when he was led into the apartment by hands at his side and a nose nuzzling his neck from behind. The high of the night made his head swim; the loud music from the club still thumped through his chest as if he hadn’t left and the voice in his head was too quiet to be heard when he was being nudged into the bedroom by someone he didn’t quite remember the name of… Was it Adam? Adom?
As soon as they were in the room, they were softly kissing and before he could find his breath, he was pushed onto a big soft bed to which he scuttled backwards to rest his head on the pillows while watching the other man settled on top of him, leering at him with a strong intent. His stomach squirmed delightfully when those arms caged themselves around him and became mesmerized by the other’s hair as it spilled along sharp cheekbones - the tresses were so red, almost like blood.
“I feel hot,” he whispered with one hand reaching up to rub a strand of red hair between his pale fingers.
The man smiled widely before he lowered himself to kiss him, mouth hot and begging as if he had a thirst that couldn’t be famished. Jiho moaned from the enthusiasm, one hand tangled in the man’s hair while his other hand resting on the muscled back, rubbing the toned skin and making sure the other stayed where he was - looming above him. Jiho decided he wanted to be completely covered by this man, to be touched everywhere, to be kissed everywhere...
The redheaded man’s mouth glided away from his own lips to kiss along his jaw, leaving wet trails along his skin as if he was being marked. Jiho caught his bottom lip between his teeth from the touches - the mouth beginning to suck his neck and his own hips moving upwards so he could grind the other closer to him. He wanted to be ravaged and consumed by this person and clothing have yet to be removed. Jiho didn't even know his name...
"A-Tom."
Jiho looked down at the man who was currently kissing along his collarbone. “Hm?”
"My name," kiss. "It's A-Tom."
"Oh," Jiho's hands roamed down to place them on the other’s hips, pressing down so they could continue to rut against each other, "my name's Jiho and I'd appreciate it if you didn't stop."
A-Tom chuckled and went back down to burrow his nose along his neck, breathing in, "you smell so good," one hand fluttered between their bodies and gently cupped Jiho through his skinny jeans, causing the other to groan at the sudden touch. "You're making it very hard for me to control myself."
Another moan escaped Jiho's lips when the hand reached inside, rubbing sincerely; bare skin touching. "Don't, just please, do everything!" He whined, unbuckling A-Tom's pants with desperation, eyes looking appreciatively at the bulge concealed with red briefs- he wasn't even fully hard and yet the size was enough to make him feel greedy. He thumbed at the shaped teasingly as his patience worried itself thin.
He felt the vibrations of A-tom growling along his own chest and he once again felt the hot mouth back on his neck, suckling and teeth nipping. His breath hitched and Jiho moved his head away to reveal more skin for the other to rule and after one particular nip and the good very good pressure of A-Tom's hips urging along his own with both of their hands in each other’s pants, Jiho’s head began to actively swim with dizziness, distracted enough to not question why he felt soft streams of something run down his skin where the man above him was still meticulously set upon.
Too close to coming from the hand job he was receiving, slowly feeling slugging as he was flushed with pleasure throughout his body and he intensely shook from the climax. He knew the other had come at the same time as him when A-Tom pressed his hips down harder and pulled his face away from his neck, gasping for air, eyes rolled back and red painted on his lips.
Jiho was too weak to react, only watching in fascination at the man above him. Did he just sleep with some vampire?
After the both calmed down from the rush, A-Tom looked at him with realisation and horror, hand cupping his cheek, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help, just wait here!" he quickly scurried out of the room, ignoring Jiho’s neglected whimper.
The one man he goes home with and he chooses a vampire. Was he dying? He felt numb and waiting for what felt like hours when A-Tom hurried back into the room, a covered bottle in one hand.
The redheaded man gently brought him up so he could sit halfway behind him, the opened bottle propped into Jiho’s mouth, insisting that he drink.
Reluctantly, he did, but he didn’t expect to enjoy the liquid he was currently drinking, even if he knew it was vampire blood. With every swallow, Jiho felt stronger. He could faintly hear the apologies whispering in one ear.
When he finally had enough, he pulled himself away and rested his head on the lean shoulder behind him. He gave an exasperated sigh, “I should have asked if you were a vampire first.”
“You knew about us?”
Jiho patted the hand around his waist, “one of my friend’s friends is a vamp.”
The silence felt too loud after that as Jiho felt himself go back to normal, inside his pants and stomach feeling sticky and cold and he grimaced as he saw the mess they had both made when they came together.
“I need to go. My roommate’s going to have a heart attack if he thinks I got kidnapped.”
A-Tom gracefully helped him up and Jiho realized that they had yet to even have sex and yet he needed help walking out of the room - maybe that was to do with the sudden blood loss and vampire blood transaction though.
The redheaded man looked at him, anxiously when they were both at the door, “do you want me to walk you home?”
“No, it’s okay. I’ll call my roommate to pick me up.”
They stood together awkwardly, unsure what to say.
“Please, don’t tell-“
“I won’t tell-“
Jiho spoke when A-Tom gestured to him first, “I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you,” A-Tom scratched the back of his neck, “I really liked… feeding from you. Maybe we could do it again, sometime?”
Jiho grinned at the strangely cute vampire, “Yeah, we can do that. I’ll give you my number.”
That wasn’t the last time they saw each other. Jiho did come over now and again but only when A-Tom invited him, saying he didn’t want Jiho to meet his roommate who was also a vampire. And that was okay with Jiho.
He supposes A-Tom was his vampire boyfriend with the way they would talk, kiss, touch, cuddle and even when A-Tom suckled his neck, both moaning as if they were having sex - maybe they would get down to the real thing someday, Jiho thought excitingly - and afterwards A-Tom would bring the same covered bottle of vampire blood and insist that he drink it - even if A-Tom only drank a tiny bit from him.
Jiho found himself to be pretty happy.
One late afternoon, Jiho was heading towards A-Tom’s building. His side backpack carried a couple of DVDS and some toiletries. Tonight he was invited to sleep over as his roommate was away and he wondered if this would be the night they could finally get to it and he walked into the shortcut alley with glee - until a man in a leather coat appeared in front of him with a glare, stopping any perverse thoughts Jiho was having.
“I’d like to very much know,” the darkhaired man said with a strong intimidatingly power, stepping towards him, “why you smell like me? Could you tell me that, human?”
Jiho tightened his grip around his backpack strap unsettled by this man, who was he and what did he mean by that?
“I’ve never met you before and yet you feel like my fledgling,” he only stopped when he was a few inches away from Jiho, “why do you feel like mine?”
“I don’t know,” he stuttered, confusingly, “I don’t know you. I only know-“
“Who?”
Jiho was uncertain if he should reveal his boyfriend. What if this vampire tries to look for him and hurts him?
“Tell me,” the deep voice made him shiver at the tone.
“A-Tom.”
“A-Tom?” the man pulled a strange face, “my roommate?”
“Ah,” did this mean no sleepover? Jiho thought, disappointingly. “Yes, I was going to go over but if you’re here, I’ll just-“
“Let’s go,” the man turned around coolly and headed in the direction of the building.
Jiho just stood, unsure… until he heard that same deep growling tone, “I said let’s go!”
He dashed after him.
When they both came inside, Jiho heard A-Tom shouting in another room. “Ah, Jiho! You’re here! I got you some-” as soon as he walked into the living room, he paled and croaked out a greeting, “OH. Hello, P-goon-hyung”
“Hello, little dongsaeng,” the darkhaired man spoke unpleasantly, and grabbed Jiho’s arm to pull him forward, “would you like to explain to me why this human is mine?”
“He-he what?” A-Tom carefully resting an arm around Jiho’s shoulder to steer him more closely to himself, “what do you mean?”
“I think you know exactly what I mean,” P-goon slammed the door behind him, making the two jump at the sound, “I know for a fact that I haven’t bitten this human and yet we have a connection. I can see he has nice little bite marks on his neck. Now A-Tom would you like to show me which bottle you’ve been giving to him?”
A-Tom started at the fridge with a grimace, pulling out the same bottle Jiho recognized.
P-Goon sighed and walked over to stand beside him to pull out another bottle with a different cover from the fridge, “this one is yours. That one,” he gestured to the one in A-Tom’s hand, “is mine.”
Jiho nervously stood, worrying if both he and A-Tom were going to be punished horrifically.
However he didn’t expect P-goon to ruffle the other’s hair, “you stupid, dongsaeng.” He said without any malicious intent and walked away, “now I’m stuck with this-“ he pinched Jiho’s cheek when he came past and headed for the door, “you two better behave when I’m gone,” he called out, shutting the door after him.
A-Tom turned to him with a nervous grin, “well, that went a lot better than I thought.”
When Jiho woke up, he was sure it was too early to get up and watched happily at the sleeping face of A-Tom besides him. Yep, the sex was definitely worth it.
Until his brain set an alarm that the arms that were currently around him like a psychiatric jacket did not belong to A-Tom, and he fearfully turned around slowly to the body on the other side of him. P-Goon, snoozing closely, drooling on his cheek - Jiho pulled a face.
“You might have to get used to that,” he heard A-Tom whisper in his other ear with a snicker.
Just what exactly did he get himself into?