APH Fic Vampir chapter 4
Title: Vampir
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Prussia, Young!Germany, Austria
Rating: T on the safe side.
Warnings: Um...brothers kinda kissing. It's not real kissing but it is transfering something mouth to mouth so...take that as you will. But I don't mean for this to be Germancest.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary:The German family has kept a secret from all the other nations dating back to their sire Germania. The secret? They are vampires.
Germany desperately opened his desk drawer. When it proved to be empty he quickly opened another and another.
They were all empty.
He cursed himself. He had been so blind and so stupid that he had allowed himself to run out of blood supply.
And he needed it quickly. It had been too long since he had last drunk blood.
He ran his fingers through his hair. His hands were shaking.
He took deep breaths. The familiar sense of the thirst was creeping into his throat. His felt his eyes start to darken.
He covered his eyes with his hands and willed himself to calm down.
If he couldn’t wait until tomorrow, and it seems as if he couldn’t, then there was always the option of going into the forest and hunting an animal.
It wouldn’t satisfy him for long but it would be enough for him to control himself.
“Germany? Are you alright?” a familiar voice asked.
Germany closed his eyes and silently pleaded for the other man to leave him be.
“Germany? Are you alright?” Italy asked again. The heavens ignored his pleas and Italy entered the room. When he saw Germany holding his face in his hands he immediately walked to his side. He placed one hand on Germanys back gently and tenderly. “What’s wrong?”
Germany shook his head. “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.”
“You look so pale.” Italy said. Germany almost groaned out loud. Of all times for Italy to be paying attention. “Are you sick?”
Germany shook his head and quickly stepped out of the other man’s arm length. “I’m fine.”
Italy reached towards him. “You don’t look it.”
“Don’t worry about me.” Germany said. When Italy walked in front of him he placed his hands on Germanys face.
“If you’re sick I’ll take care of you.” he said.
Germany nodded his gaze fixed on the vein that was pulsing in his neck. He swallowed the lump in his throat and licked his lips.
Germany pushed Italy away slightly without trying to hurt him. “I’m fine Italy. I just need to go and do something.”
Without waiting another moment Germany ran out of the house and into the forest that his house was in front of.
Germany sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he entered the house once more. The thirst was gone for the time being and hopefully until morning. Italy looked up at him from his place on the couch. He jumped up when Germany entered.
“Are you alright? You ran out of here completely.” Italy said pulling Germany into a hug.
Germany placed his arms around Italy. “I’m sorry I worried you.”
“Are you feeling better?” Italy asked.
Germany nodded. “I just needed to go for a run.”
Italy nodded slowly and hugged him again. “Just tell me next time so I don’t worry so much.”
Germany smiled and nodded. “Alright.”
When they pulled apart Italy took his hand and led him towards the kitchen where he had cooked dinner.
On the way there Germanys eyes drifted to the side of Italy’s neck once more. Where the vein pulsed steadily under the skin making the skin around it move up and down.
Germany felt the blood he had drank from the animals dissolve in his stomach and the edges of his eyes turn slightly red in thirst.
He was right in front of him. Taunting him. Tempting him.
Enough was enough.
Italy had his back to him and was talking about some random thing. It wasn’t really important, they were about to go to bed anyway.
Germany stalked hungrily towards an unaware Italy.
He grabbed him and pressed his back into his own chest. One arm went around his waist and pressed him to his own waist and the other went across his chest and arm to hold him in place.
Italy wiggled slightly and giggled. “Germany!”
Germany leaned down and pressed his lips against Italy’s neck. He nibbled on the skin lightly and licked the small marks he made.
Italy shivered and moaned quietly.
Germany’s tongue flickered over the heated skin slightly. He finally allowed his fangs to come from his teeth. He pressed them against Italy’s skin.
Italy froze when he felt the fangs. “Germany?”
The fangs penetrated his skin.
“Ah! Ah! Ger-Germany!” Italy cried.
In response Germany held him tighter to his own body.
“Ger-Germany. Please. Stop.” Italy whimpered. “Ludwig. Please.”
At the sound of his human name Germany’s eyes widened. He pulled his fangs out of Italy’s neck and pushed him away before covering his mouth with his hand.
Italy pressed his hand to the holes at his neck and whirled towards Germany, his eyes wide with an emotion Germany couldn’t recognize. “Germany?”
Germany moaned into his hand and closed his eyes. “Italy. Italy I…I’m so, so sorry.”
“Germany.” Italy whispered his hand still at his neck. The blood started to run through his fingers. Germany forced himself to ignore the blood. “Germany. What are you?”
Germany opened his eyes. “Vampire. I’m a vampire Italy.”
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Prussia, Young!Germany, Austria
Rating: T on the safe side.
Warnings: Um...brothers kinda kissing. It's not real kissing but it is transfering something mouth to mouth so...take that as you will. But I don't mean for this to be Germancest.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary:The German family has kept a secret from all the other nations dating back to their sire Germania. The secret? They are vampires.
Germany desperately opened his desk drawer. When it proved to be empty he quickly opened another and another.
They were all empty.
He cursed himself. He had been so blind and so stupid that he had allowed himself to run out of blood supply.
And he needed it quickly. It had been too long since he had last drunk blood.
He ran his fingers through his hair. His hands were shaking.
He took deep breaths. The familiar sense of the thirst was creeping into his throat. His felt his eyes start to darken.
He covered his eyes with his hands and willed himself to calm down.
If he couldn’t wait until tomorrow, and it seems as if he couldn’t, then there was always the option of going into the forest and hunting an animal.
It wouldn’t satisfy him for long but it would be enough for him to control himself.
“Germany? Are you alright?” a familiar voice asked.
Germany closed his eyes and silently pleaded for the other man to leave him be.
“Germany? Are you alright?” Italy asked again. The heavens ignored his pleas and Italy entered the room. When he saw Germany holding his face in his hands he immediately walked to his side. He placed one hand on Germanys back gently and tenderly. “What’s wrong?”
Germany shook his head. “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.”
“You look so pale.” Italy said. Germany almost groaned out loud. Of all times for Italy to be paying attention. “Are you sick?”
Germany shook his head and quickly stepped out of the other man’s arm length. “I’m fine.”
Italy reached towards him. “You don’t look it.”
“Don’t worry about me.” Germany said. When Italy walked in front of him he placed his hands on Germanys face.
“If you’re sick I’ll take care of you.” he said.
Germany nodded his gaze fixed on the vein that was pulsing in his neck. He swallowed the lump in his throat and licked his lips.
Germany pushed Italy away slightly without trying to hurt him. “I’m fine Italy. I just need to go and do something.”
Without waiting another moment Germany ran out of the house and into the forest that his house was in front of.
Germany sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he entered the house once more. The thirst was gone for the time being and hopefully until morning. Italy looked up at him from his place on the couch. He jumped up when Germany entered.
“Are you alright? You ran out of here completely.” Italy said pulling Germany into a hug.
Germany placed his arms around Italy. “I’m sorry I worried you.”
“Are you feeling better?” Italy asked.
Germany nodded. “I just needed to go for a run.”
Italy nodded slowly and hugged him again. “Just tell me next time so I don’t worry so much.”
Germany smiled and nodded. “Alright.”
When they pulled apart Italy took his hand and led him towards the kitchen where he had cooked dinner.
On the way there Germanys eyes drifted to the side of Italy’s neck once more. Where the vein pulsed steadily under the skin making the skin around it move up and down.
Germany felt the blood he had drank from the animals dissolve in his stomach and the edges of his eyes turn slightly red in thirst.
He was right in front of him. Taunting him. Tempting him.
Enough was enough.
Italy had his back to him and was talking about some random thing. It wasn’t really important, they were about to go to bed anyway.
Germany stalked hungrily towards an unaware Italy.
He grabbed him and pressed his back into his own chest. One arm went around his waist and pressed him to his own waist and the other went across his chest and arm to hold him in place.
Italy wiggled slightly and giggled. “Germany!”
Germany leaned down and pressed his lips against Italy’s neck. He nibbled on the skin lightly and licked the small marks he made.
Italy shivered and moaned quietly.
Germany’s tongue flickered over the heated skin slightly. He finally allowed his fangs to come from his teeth. He pressed them against Italy’s skin.
Italy froze when he felt the fangs. “Germany?”
The fangs penetrated his skin.
“Ah! Ah! Ger-Germany!” Italy cried.
In response Germany held him tighter to his own body.
“Ger-Germany. Please. Stop.” Italy whimpered. “Ludwig. Please.”
At the sound of his human name Germany’s eyes widened. He pulled his fangs out of Italy’s neck and pushed him away before covering his mouth with his hand.
Italy pressed his hand to the holes at his neck and whirled towards Germany, his eyes wide with an emotion Germany couldn’t recognize. “Germany?”
Germany moaned into his hand and closed his eyes. “Italy. Italy I…I’m so, so sorry.”
“Germany.” Italy whispered his hand still at his neck. The blood started to run through his fingers. Germany forced himself to ignore the blood. “Germany. What are you?”
Germany opened his eyes. “Vampire. I’m a vampire Italy.”