Breathe me in (to breathe me out)
Breathe me in (to breathe me out)
hunhan
nc17
~3000w
vampire!sehun
!mild bloodplay
Sehun knows even in the most silent and dark of places, Luhan will be his light and sound.
a/n: reposting to this account because idk what it was doing on the other one honestly
Sehun remembers the first time he saw Luhan. There wasn’t much to remember but he made a novel out of every detail of it. Sehun wanted to remember each second of the encounter. It came naturally for him to do so. After living for so long, he learned to forget little things. He forgot when he first celebrated Christmas with people other than himself. He the last ten birthdays he’s had. Most things that came yearly were forgotten, no need for them anymore, he’d celebrate them over and over again. It wasn’t something that needed to be remembered. But the simple thing of meeting Luhan, though small, left an impression on him that he never wanted to forget, no matter how many times he would see Luhan again.
The smoke in the bar was almost overwhelming. There was no doubt that he would go home reeking of the scent. He could hear the chatter of couples and business people sitting on the various barstools near him. One of the women wore a red dress. It was covered with sequins that made flashes as her torso moved into the dim lights.
It was the middle of the night. The hour of temptation is what Sehun liked to call it. All the children and elders had gone to bed long ago and only the young ones and the lonely were left. Sehun was part of that group. At the age of eighteen, Sehun made his nights go by faster by sitting where he was. He went to the bar every night without fail. It was a sicking habit to him; to sit alone at that bar with a drink in his hand that made his body tingle.
He recalls that it was a Friday. The clock had just past two-fifteen in the morning when the door opened. Plump pink virgin lips tapped against the glass as the alcohol slid down his throat. A cough and scrunch of the nose followed. No matter how many times that liquid ran down his throat, the reaction was always the same.
No one was around him that night. He was alone at the bar which was unusual for a Friday night. It happened occasionally though and Sehun learned to enjoy the silence. Another drink had been ordered when his eyes turned to the side. That was when he saw him for the first time.
A blond came walking towards him. His footwork was slightly compromised due to him not being able to see in the dark. The man slid onto the stool next to him and ordered a shot. Sehun smirked at the command, realizing that the man didn’t look like he could handle even one sip of alcohol.
He was beautiful to Sehun. Hair that framed his face in the perfect way. A small bit of fringe at his bangs that made it look as if he had had a rough night. Most people have when they come to a bar after two in the morning. His body was thin, perhaps even thiner than Sehun himself. Sehun knew he couldn’t have been older than him.
The man coughed and almost spit out the shot when he attempted to down it in one swallow. Sehun shook his head and finished off his own drink, ice clinking together to add noise into the quiet space.
“Try something fruity.”
“Sorry, what did you say?”
Sehun rolled his eyes and turned his head to face the other man. “You shouldn’t try to handle that much alcohol. It’s not good for someone as young as you.”
The man’s brows furrowed in what looked like confusion. Sehun rolled his eyes once more and shook his head.
“You’re one to talk.”
Despite the small mumble that left his lips, he watched as the blond ordered another drink. He took Sehun’s advice and wrapped his hands around a strawberry martini. Sehun smirked in victory.
“I’m twenty-three by the way.”
Sehun shook the glass of ice and tilted his head to look at the other. “And i’m forty. Nice try, kid.”
“I’m serious!”
He knew the other was getting annoyed at his words by the way his voice peaked at the end. But Sehun was finding it funnier than he should have.
“Alright, alright.” Sehun’s pink tongue swiped across his lips as his eyes scanned over the person next to him. “So what’s your name, Mr. I’m twenty-three.”
“Luhan.”
The boy, Luhan, finished off his martini and quickly ordered another one, his pallet getting addicted to the sweet taste. Sehun tilted his own cup up to lick at a piece of ice before setting it back down on the coaster.
“Sehun.”
There was a long moment of silence between the two. Both Luhan and Sehun took small sips of their new beverages. Sehun couldn’t help his eyes from wandering. The alcohol was moving through his body at an alarming pace.
Luhan was pretty, almost too pretty. His face held youth and freshness that Sehun had only seen in himself. Even though Sehun was younger than the blond, he knew he looked older than him. Luhan had an incredible presence that was overwhelming him quickly.
With great caution, Sehun moved his stool closer. He wanted to get a better look at Luhan. The darkness prevented him from seeing his small features. There was a scar on Luhan’s bottom lip. One that made his lip uneven but gave it character. He had a freckle on top of his right eyebrow, one that could only be seen with his hair pushed back how it was during the moment.
Then, Sehun hit his scent. That scent that made his eyes close and a shiver go through his body. That was when he decided that he was going to make sure he remembered everything about that night.
It started with innocent movements. Sehun waited until Luhan was on his fourth drink before asking him to dance. There weren’t many people on the small dance floor but it was enough for Sehun. Luhan stood a few steps away from Sehun at first. It was the younger one that wrapped his arm around the other and pulled him closer.
Hips bumped against the others as they begun to dance in rhythm. Sehun ran his hands across the curve of Luhan’s back, his fingers tangling in the tank top that he was wearing. Luhan’s scent got stronger the more they danced. Sehun knew it was from the alcohol and sweat that was creating a light layer on him. It was addicting.
Luhan turned around and pressed his back against Sehun’s chest. He was smaller in size but just as thin as Sehun himself. Fingers ran across his ribs that could be felt through the shirt. His long digits tapped against the gentle dips between the bones and Luhan seemed to like that. Luhan’s hair tickled his nose and soon the scent filled the space around him. It was warm and inviting though it didn’t have a specific smell and it melted with the scent of Luhan himself.
Sehun could only take so much. He had been deprived for so long and he had every intention of letting his desires run with the blond grinding his ass against him. Luhan was so pretty, oh so pretty, but he didn’t have a clue of what was going to come of it. When Luhan turned around in Sehun’s arms, their hips met and Sehun snapped.
Finally lips touched and everything went uphill from there. Luhan’s lips were warm and teased with the tang of strawberry. They were soft and inviting. But Sehun knew he had to take it slow, no matter how much he wanted to make his biggest move there.
“Do you have anywhere to be in the morning?”
Luhan shook his head, not wanting to speak and whining at the space between their lips. Sehun kissed him hard for a final time before pulling him out of the bar, not bothering to pay the bill he owed. There were lines of cabs waiting outside and they entered the closest one. Luhan’s hands were unable to leave Sehun. One hand gripped onto the v-neck he wore while the other was cupping his cheek.
They shared a multitude of kisses and whispers during the ride. Sehun tipped the driver a bit extra for the fact he didn’t kick them out. Fingers quickly unlocked the door to his apartment when they reached the top. He didn’t want to brag but Sehun was well off. His apartment was one of the many things he was proud of.
There was no time to think about himself though. His mind was on Luhan. Luhan the beauty. Luhan the man that had the addicting scent that made Sehun almost unable to move.
Sehun led Luhan to the bedroom. He pulled away for a moment to light the vanilla candle he kept by his bed. Luhan had found his way onto the bed and was waiting patiently for the other. The v-neck was pulled off along with Luhan’s tank top. Both were discarded to the floor.
Another heated kiss captured both of there lips. Luhan’s lips were hotter and still swollen from the kissing they had done in the cab. It was the older one that swiped his tongue across Sehun’s mouth in attempt to deepen the kiss. Sehun hesitantly opened his mouth to allow the other access.
Not a second after the tongue pushed into his mouth, it was gone. Luhan pulled back and his already big eyes were as far as they could go. Sehun knew why he had acted that way, they all acted the same way.
“What-”
Sehun grabbed Luhan’s chin, not wanting to let go of him. His tongue forced it’s way into the smaller man’s mouth. Luhan protested and tried to push at Sehun’s bare chest. His nails dug into his skin but it only pushed him to go further.
“Don’t be afraid.”
His lips were hot and small puffs of heat blew on Luhan’s ear. Sehun could tell that Luhan was attempting to keep still but a shiver overtook him anyway. Slowly, he moved his mouth down to his neck, his lips parted and his teeth grazed against the flawless skin that was Luhan.
Those lips were pulled away slowly, not wanting to taint the skin just yet. He had other plans before he would do that. Luhan was still scared, his face showed it and his body was tense. Sehun ignored it because Luhan was too beautiful to give up.
Luhan was pushed onto his back gently yet with force. Sehun’s mouth ghosted down his chest, his tongue stopping at the smaller man’s nipple. Lips planted around it and tightened to allow him to suck easily. He tasted sweet and innocent. Sehun wonders if he had ever been with anyone. Sehun can normally tell if his partners had or not. But he was unsure about Luhan.
The older one squirmed beneath Sehun. He whispered and whined for him to stop. Sehun could hear quiet sobs coming from him and he felt his body shake as he hiccuped. There was no stopping though.
Instead, Sehun looked at Luhan’s hip. The bone was sticking out enough to make it noticeable. Sehun licked his lips slowly before pressing a kiss to the curve next to the bone. He breathed against the spot before biting down hard. Luhan gasped in pain and kicked his feet.
Sehun held the boy still as his teeth pushed further into the flawless skin. Blood trickled onto his lips, staining them red and coating them with wetness. When he felt it was enough, Sehun pulled his lips away. A few drops of dark red fell of his lips and landed on Luhan’s stomach. They stained the milky skin and gave it life. Sehun liked the look of the red against white. The innocent against the skilled.
The younger took a moment to glance up at Luhan. He was frozen in shock and pain. His wound was still leaking blood and fell off his body in the most delicate of ways. Sehun’s fingers ran across the bite, making Luhan gasp and whine loudly. Carefully, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to try and tell Luhan it was going to be okay.
Fingers worked at the blond’s pants. Despite the obvious expression of horror, Luhan still had a bulge that pushed at his briefs. Sehun’s palm pressed against it and began to move slowly. Luhan’s lips parted and a quiet moan escaped between them. Sehun pushed his own pants off along with his boxers. It hadn’t seem that long since they left the club but out of the corner of his eyes, Sehun could see that the sun was beginning to rise.
Without wanting to waste anymore precious time, Sehun removed the rest of their clothes. Luhan had gone silent several minutes before his legs were being spread. While Sehun liked the innocent look he was giving off, he was sick of silence. Everything was quiet for him.
The lubed condom pressed against Luhan’s entrance before pushing in. He had only prepped him quickly and Luhan let out a sound of pain. Sehun bent down and placed a small kiss against Luhan’s lips. His own lips were still covered with the taste of the elders blood and Luhan scrunched his nose up at the taste.
There still wasn’t enough sound for him. Another bite against his shoulder made Luhan choke out a sob. Sehun pushed his teeth in further, the two long ones sinking deeper than he intended to. His red lips kissed down his chest and back up his neck, leaving a trail of red kisses along the virgin skin.
Another bite on his neck had tears coming from Luhan’s eyes. Sehun could feel the coldness of them brush against his cheek as his lips tightened around the mark and sucked lightly. His thrusts quickened and Luhan became louder. Sehun didn’t want the silence anymore and he added another bite to the other side of his neck.
Sehun leaned up to look down at his music for the night. There were red lip marks up and down his chest. All three wounds were still pushing blood out. A drying puddle was darkening in the curve of his hip from the first bite he took. His blood stained hand wrapped around Luhan’s cock and pumped him in time with the snaps of his hips.
The smaller one’s cock was beginning to turn a light pink from the blood the tip tapped against with each thrust. Luhan’s back arched and his nails dug into the bed as he came. Pure white mixed with dark red and created a light pink trail across his stomach. Sehun’s face contorted in pleasure as his own climax came over him.
Luhan’s eyes were still pushing out tears when Sehun wrapped his arms around him. The wounds were hurting him and Sehun could tell. He attempted to kiss away the pain, letting him know he was going to be okay.
Sehun remembers that night perfectly. The taste of the blood on his lips, the feel of Luhan’s milky skin against his own, and the feel of his imperfect lips against his cold ones. He recalls the night every time he goes to the bar. Though he doesn’t know why. There isn’t much detail, not much different but there is something about Luhan that makes Sehun want to remember it. He had had several partners in the past and they all acted the same.
“Strawberry martini, please.”
The clink of the ice in his glass fill his ears only a bit as he hears the voice. He turns his head to spot his beauty.
“Sorry, work ran late.”
Sehun watched him as his body turned to pick up his drink. How his neck extended when he tilted his head in order to relieve a small kink that had built up from the hours of sitting in his chair. Sehun’s lips wrap around a piece of ice when he sees the mark that he made all those months ago. It’s made his flawless skin have a problem. But he thinks it’s okay. It matches his own imperfect neck.
Luhan’s lips are tinted red from the color of his drink. His tongue swipes across his lips much like Sehun does religiously. Sehun watches as he turns to look at him. A toothy smile is given to him and he can see the difference from the first time he smiled at him. Luhan’s innocent face remained but the curve in his lips twisted it into something else. He no longer had a tint of tan across his beautiful skin but it’s replaced with the white that matches the color of the moon on a good night.
Sehun forgets the small things. He forgets the first rains of spring and the last leaf of autumn. He doesn’t celebrate yearly events or call up old friends he hasn’t talked to in years. Sehun spends time in the dark until his body can’t take it anymore. He lays on his stupid bed with red silk sheets that are too cold in the winter but not cold enough in the summer. He lays until his mouth feels dry and his body feels light. Then he goes to that bar in the middle of the night and finds a pretty human to make him feel as alive as he can.
But Luhan is different. He isn’t a last resort before he goes mad and starts draining everyone in the area. The blond hair and pretty innocent face make him feel something different. Sehun lays in the dark on his red silk sheets but not alone anymore. He lays with the blond that has new sharp fangs from Sehun’s own doing, the only person he’s ever drained enough to actually turn. Luhan was the only person to ever ask to be turned. Sehun turns on the light in his bedroom and then the one in his living room. He no longer dwells in silence that’s broken with his own breathing. He lives in the quiet chatter of a loved one and lips pressing against each other. But Sehun knows even in the most silent and dark of places, Luhan will be his light and sound.
-added a bit more and fixed it up some
-vampire!sehun yes please expect more of him from me
hunhan
nc17
~3000w
vampire!sehun
!mild bloodplay
Sehun knows even in the most silent and dark of places, Luhan will be his light and sound.
a/n: reposting to this account because idk what it was doing on the other one honestly
Sehun remembers the first time he saw Luhan. There wasn’t much to remember but he made a novel out of every detail of it. Sehun wanted to remember each second of the encounter. It came naturally for him to do so. After living for so long, he learned to forget little things. He forgot when he first celebrated Christmas with people other than himself. He the last ten birthdays he’s had. Most things that came yearly were forgotten, no need for them anymore, he’d celebrate them over and over again. It wasn’t something that needed to be remembered. But the simple thing of meeting Luhan, though small, left an impression on him that he never wanted to forget, no matter how many times he would see Luhan again.
The smoke in the bar was almost overwhelming. There was no doubt that he would go home reeking of the scent. He could hear the chatter of couples and business people sitting on the various barstools near him. One of the women wore a red dress. It was covered with sequins that made flashes as her torso moved into the dim lights.
It was the middle of the night. The hour of temptation is what Sehun liked to call it. All the children and elders had gone to bed long ago and only the young ones and the lonely were left. Sehun was part of that group. At the age of eighteen, Sehun made his nights go by faster by sitting where he was. He went to the bar every night without fail. It was a sicking habit to him; to sit alone at that bar with a drink in his hand that made his body tingle.
He recalls that it was a Friday. The clock had just past two-fifteen in the morning when the door opened. Plump pink virgin lips tapped against the glass as the alcohol slid down his throat. A cough and scrunch of the nose followed. No matter how many times that liquid ran down his throat, the reaction was always the same.
No one was around him that night. He was alone at the bar which was unusual for a Friday night. It happened occasionally though and Sehun learned to enjoy the silence. Another drink had been ordered when his eyes turned to the side. That was when he saw him for the first time.
A blond came walking towards him. His footwork was slightly compromised due to him not being able to see in the dark. The man slid onto the stool next to him and ordered a shot. Sehun smirked at the command, realizing that the man didn’t look like he could handle even one sip of alcohol.
He was beautiful to Sehun. Hair that framed his face in the perfect way. A small bit of fringe at his bangs that made it look as if he had had a rough night. Most people have when they come to a bar after two in the morning. His body was thin, perhaps even thiner than Sehun himself. Sehun knew he couldn’t have been older than him.
The man coughed and almost spit out the shot when he attempted to down it in one swallow. Sehun shook his head and finished off his own drink, ice clinking together to add noise into the quiet space.
“Try something fruity.”
“Sorry, what did you say?”
Sehun rolled his eyes and turned his head to face the other man. “You shouldn’t try to handle that much alcohol. It’s not good for someone as young as you.”
The man’s brows furrowed in what looked like confusion. Sehun rolled his eyes once more and shook his head.
“You’re one to talk.”
Despite the small mumble that left his lips, he watched as the blond ordered another drink. He took Sehun’s advice and wrapped his hands around a strawberry martini. Sehun smirked in victory.
“I’m twenty-three by the way.”
Sehun shook the glass of ice and tilted his head to look at the other. “And i’m forty. Nice try, kid.”
“I’m serious!”
He knew the other was getting annoyed at his words by the way his voice peaked at the end. But Sehun was finding it funnier than he should have.
“Alright, alright.” Sehun’s pink tongue swiped across his lips as his eyes scanned over the person next to him. “So what’s your name, Mr. I’m twenty-three.”
“Luhan.”
The boy, Luhan, finished off his martini and quickly ordered another one, his pallet getting addicted to the sweet taste. Sehun tilted his own cup up to lick at a piece of ice before setting it back down on the coaster.
“Sehun.”
There was a long moment of silence between the two. Both Luhan and Sehun took small sips of their new beverages. Sehun couldn’t help his eyes from wandering. The alcohol was moving through his body at an alarming pace.
Luhan was pretty, almost too pretty. His face held youth and freshness that Sehun had only seen in himself. Even though Sehun was younger than the blond, he knew he looked older than him. Luhan had an incredible presence that was overwhelming him quickly.
With great caution, Sehun moved his stool closer. He wanted to get a better look at Luhan. The darkness prevented him from seeing his small features. There was a scar on Luhan’s bottom lip. One that made his lip uneven but gave it character. He had a freckle on top of his right eyebrow, one that could only be seen with his hair pushed back how it was during the moment.
Then, Sehun hit his scent. That scent that made his eyes close and a shiver go through his body. That was when he decided that he was going to make sure he remembered everything about that night.
It started with innocent movements. Sehun waited until Luhan was on his fourth drink before asking him to dance. There weren’t many people on the small dance floor but it was enough for Sehun. Luhan stood a few steps away from Sehun at first. It was the younger one that wrapped his arm around the other and pulled him closer.
Hips bumped against the others as they begun to dance in rhythm. Sehun ran his hands across the curve of Luhan’s back, his fingers tangling in the tank top that he was wearing. Luhan’s scent got stronger the more they danced. Sehun knew it was from the alcohol and sweat that was creating a light layer on him. It was addicting.
Luhan turned around and pressed his back against Sehun’s chest. He was smaller in size but just as thin as Sehun himself. Fingers ran across his ribs that could be felt through the shirt. His long digits tapped against the gentle dips between the bones and Luhan seemed to like that. Luhan’s hair tickled his nose and soon the scent filled the space around him. It was warm and inviting though it didn’t have a specific smell and it melted with the scent of Luhan himself.
Sehun could only take so much. He had been deprived for so long and he had every intention of letting his desires run with the blond grinding his ass against him. Luhan was so pretty, oh so pretty, but he didn’t have a clue of what was going to come of it. When Luhan turned around in Sehun’s arms, their hips met and Sehun snapped.
Finally lips touched and everything went uphill from there. Luhan’s lips were warm and teased with the tang of strawberry. They were soft and inviting. But Sehun knew he had to take it slow, no matter how much he wanted to make his biggest move there.
“Do you have anywhere to be in the morning?”
Luhan shook his head, not wanting to speak and whining at the space between their lips. Sehun kissed him hard for a final time before pulling him out of the bar, not bothering to pay the bill he owed. There were lines of cabs waiting outside and they entered the closest one. Luhan’s hands were unable to leave Sehun. One hand gripped onto the v-neck he wore while the other was cupping his cheek.
They shared a multitude of kisses and whispers during the ride. Sehun tipped the driver a bit extra for the fact he didn’t kick them out. Fingers quickly unlocked the door to his apartment when they reached the top. He didn’t want to brag but Sehun was well off. His apartment was one of the many things he was proud of.
There was no time to think about himself though. His mind was on Luhan. Luhan the beauty. Luhan the man that had the addicting scent that made Sehun almost unable to move.
Sehun led Luhan to the bedroom. He pulled away for a moment to light the vanilla candle he kept by his bed. Luhan had found his way onto the bed and was waiting patiently for the other. The v-neck was pulled off along with Luhan’s tank top. Both were discarded to the floor.
Another heated kiss captured both of there lips. Luhan’s lips were hotter and still swollen from the kissing they had done in the cab. It was the older one that swiped his tongue across Sehun’s mouth in attempt to deepen the kiss. Sehun hesitantly opened his mouth to allow the other access.
Not a second after the tongue pushed into his mouth, it was gone. Luhan pulled back and his already big eyes were as far as they could go. Sehun knew why he had acted that way, they all acted the same way.
“What-”
Sehun grabbed Luhan’s chin, not wanting to let go of him. His tongue forced it’s way into the smaller man’s mouth. Luhan protested and tried to push at Sehun’s bare chest. His nails dug into his skin but it only pushed him to go further.
“Don’t be afraid.”
His lips were hot and small puffs of heat blew on Luhan’s ear. Sehun could tell that Luhan was attempting to keep still but a shiver overtook him anyway. Slowly, he moved his mouth down to his neck, his lips parted and his teeth grazed against the flawless skin that was Luhan.
Those lips were pulled away slowly, not wanting to taint the skin just yet. He had other plans before he would do that. Luhan was still scared, his face showed it and his body was tense. Sehun ignored it because Luhan was too beautiful to give up.
Luhan was pushed onto his back gently yet with force. Sehun’s mouth ghosted down his chest, his tongue stopping at the smaller man’s nipple. Lips planted around it and tightened to allow him to suck easily. He tasted sweet and innocent. Sehun wonders if he had ever been with anyone. Sehun can normally tell if his partners had or not. But he was unsure about Luhan.
The older one squirmed beneath Sehun. He whispered and whined for him to stop. Sehun could hear quiet sobs coming from him and he felt his body shake as he hiccuped. There was no stopping though.
Instead, Sehun looked at Luhan’s hip. The bone was sticking out enough to make it noticeable. Sehun licked his lips slowly before pressing a kiss to the curve next to the bone. He breathed against the spot before biting down hard. Luhan gasped in pain and kicked his feet.
Sehun held the boy still as his teeth pushed further into the flawless skin. Blood trickled onto his lips, staining them red and coating them with wetness. When he felt it was enough, Sehun pulled his lips away. A few drops of dark red fell of his lips and landed on Luhan’s stomach. They stained the milky skin and gave it life. Sehun liked the look of the red against white. The innocent against the skilled.
The younger took a moment to glance up at Luhan. He was frozen in shock and pain. His wound was still leaking blood and fell off his body in the most delicate of ways. Sehun’s fingers ran across the bite, making Luhan gasp and whine loudly. Carefully, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to try and tell Luhan it was going to be okay.
Fingers worked at the blond’s pants. Despite the obvious expression of horror, Luhan still had a bulge that pushed at his briefs. Sehun’s palm pressed against it and began to move slowly. Luhan’s lips parted and a quiet moan escaped between them. Sehun pushed his own pants off along with his boxers. It hadn’t seem that long since they left the club but out of the corner of his eyes, Sehun could see that the sun was beginning to rise.
Without wanting to waste anymore precious time, Sehun removed the rest of their clothes. Luhan had gone silent several minutes before his legs were being spread. While Sehun liked the innocent look he was giving off, he was sick of silence. Everything was quiet for him.
The lubed condom pressed against Luhan’s entrance before pushing in. He had only prepped him quickly and Luhan let out a sound of pain. Sehun bent down and placed a small kiss against Luhan’s lips. His own lips were still covered with the taste of the elders blood and Luhan scrunched his nose up at the taste.
There still wasn’t enough sound for him. Another bite against his shoulder made Luhan choke out a sob. Sehun pushed his teeth in further, the two long ones sinking deeper than he intended to. His red lips kissed down his chest and back up his neck, leaving a trail of red kisses along the virgin skin.
Another bite on his neck had tears coming from Luhan’s eyes. Sehun could feel the coldness of them brush against his cheek as his lips tightened around the mark and sucked lightly. His thrusts quickened and Luhan became louder. Sehun didn’t want the silence anymore and he added another bite to the other side of his neck.
Sehun leaned up to look down at his music for the night. There were red lip marks up and down his chest. All three wounds were still pushing blood out. A drying puddle was darkening in the curve of his hip from the first bite he took. His blood stained hand wrapped around Luhan’s cock and pumped him in time with the snaps of his hips.
The smaller one’s cock was beginning to turn a light pink from the blood the tip tapped against with each thrust. Luhan’s back arched and his nails dug into the bed as he came. Pure white mixed with dark red and created a light pink trail across his stomach. Sehun’s face contorted in pleasure as his own climax came over him.
Luhan’s eyes were still pushing out tears when Sehun wrapped his arms around him. The wounds were hurting him and Sehun could tell. He attempted to kiss away the pain, letting him know he was going to be okay.
Sehun remembers that night perfectly. The taste of the blood on his lips, the feel of Luhan’s milky skin against his own, and the feel of his imperfect lips against his cold ones. He recalls the night every time he goes to the bar. Though he doesn’t know why. There isn’t much detail, not much different but there is something about Luhan that makes Sehun want to remember it. He had had several partners in the past and they all acted the same.
“Strawberry martini, please.”
The clink of the ice in his glass fill his ears only a bit as he hears the voice. He turns his head to spot his beauty.
“Sorry, work ran late.”
Sehun watched him as his body turned to pick up his drink. How his neck extended when he tilted his head in order to relieve a small kink that had built up from the hours of sitting in his chair. Sehun’s lips wrap around a piece of ice when he sees the mark that he made all those months ago. It’s made his flawless skin have a problem. But he thinks it’s okay. It matches his own imperfect neck.
Luhan’s lips are tinted red from the color of his drink. His tongue swipes across his lips much like Sehun does religiously. Sehun watches as he turns to look at him. A toothy smile is given to him and he can see the difference from the first time he smiled at him. Luhan’s innocent face remained but the curve in his lips twisted it into something else. He no longer had a tint of tan across his beautiful skin but it’s replaced with the white that matches the color of the moon on a good night.
Sehun forgets the small things. He forgets the first rains of spring and the last leaf of autumn. He doesn’t celebrate yearly events or call up old friends he hasn’t talked to in years. Sehun spends time in the dark until his body can’t take it anymore. He lays on his stupid bed with red silk sheets that are too cold in the winter but not cold enough in the summer. He lays until his mouth feels dry and his body feels light. Then he goes to that bar in the middle of the night and finds a pretty human to make him feel as alive as he can.
But Luhan is different. He isn’t a last resort before he goes mad and starts draining everyone in the area. The blond hair and pretty innocent face make him feel something different. Sehun lays in the dark on his red silk sheets but not alone anymore. He lays with the blond that has new sharp fangs from Sehun’s own doing, the only person he’s ever drained enough to actually turn. Luhan was the only person to ever ask to be turned. Sehun turns on the light in his bedroom and then the one in his living room. He no longer dwells in silence that’s broken with his own breathing. He lives in the quiet chatter of a loved one and lips pressing against each other. But Sehun knows even in the most silent and dark of places, Luhan will be his light and sound.
-added a bit more and fixed it up some
-vampire!sehun yes please expect more of him from me