Fears and Dreams (They all taste the same.)
Title: Fears and Dreams (They all taste the same.)
Author: raid_kun
Pairing: TabiRi. Seunghyun/Seungri. Todae. Seunghyun/Daesung. (VERY mild G-Ri and ToBae.)
Rating: NC17 (Smut.)
Word Count: ~1400
Summary: Vampire fic. What else do you need to know?
A/N: As requested by orenjimaru, so this is dedicated to her! ♥ I must apologize for the lack of TabiRi, it seems Todae has hijacked the spotlight somehow. SORRY. ♥
Warnings: Short, minimum plot, almost PWP.
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Some nights I'll just sit here, thinking to myself, "damn, this is what it feels like to never die".
The night outside is silent, almost dead. Just the way I like it. The neighborhood we moved to after everything happened was deserted, due to rumors of haunted buildings that housed demented screams.
Silly humans, they can't even tell the difference between the scream of a ghost and the scream of their own kind.
It's strange really, how I hate noise these days. Silence is thick and sweet, like warm caramel and butterscotch. Mmm. They say we are afraid of the sun, and I used to believe that too. Until I became one myself, then did I realize it wasn't the sun we were afraid of. We were afraid of that jarring unnecessary chaos of sound, that din that loves barraging into your head and effectively scrambling it. That’s what we really dislike.
Tsk, noise. We are so easily affected by it, even birds chirping in the morning can irritate the evil out of us. Don’t you wish those birds were dead sometimes?
Tonight, like many other nights, I was left alone with my thoughts. Being one of us meant you had all the time in the world to ponder upon the smallest details of life. How mundane life is when you get down to it. Tonight however, I was contemplating on the fact that he has joined us recently, the last one of us to accept everlast, the last one to accept eternity as a possibility.
Jiyong.
We really should have just let him die, he was too soft-hearted. Being us means not being soft, not crying in a ball of blankets and screaming how hungry you were, like he was so prone to doing these few days. Yelling, wailing, thrashing, whining. Yet he refuses to feed, how immature, childish.
"Please, please, make it go away. Ri, why did you do this to me! What have I ever done to you!"
"Don't you want to be with me forever hyung?"
Urgh, noise. When would it ever stop?
The cool night wind blew gently and seemed to carry my frustrations away. What a naive, human thought, don't you think?
-----
Seungri came to me one night, I wasn't eternal then. I hadn't become one of them. I often wondered how he'd become one of them, but I guess I’ll never really find out. I don't really want to either.
He smiled, dripping with seduction. My dream, it was coming true right in front of my eyes. He slid his hand beneath my shirt, and I was sure he could feel my heart dancing, so fast. Too fast. Running my fingers through his hair, I looked at him, afraid, confused. He simply continued his smile, and gave me a kiss I was sure would send me to heaven.
Little did I know...
Our kisses grew deeper, needier, and shortness of breath followed quickly behind. His lips were soft and smooth like velvet and were desperate on my face. A kiss on my right eye, a kiss on my right cheek, another kiss on my right ear, my jaw, my neck...
... he was sending me to hell.
… and then he bit me.
Pain flowed slowly, almost lusciously, coursing my bloodstream. Fear engulfed me like a suffocating cold fog, and then disbelief. What had he done?
"Seungri! What are you doing!" I shouted as I pushed him away in mild anger but mostly shock. Falling to the floor, he simply smiled, once more, only now his smile was cherry-red, stained with my blood. His eyes were glassy, almost blank without focus.
"Welcome to my world. You know you want to be a part of it."
-----
He came to me another night, I was lying in bed, just awake from sleeping the entire day. He glided onto my lap, bending forward to lick my scar, two faint stars where he had bitten me previously. I stared at him in boredom. His hair smelled of honey and pears and his cheeks felt flushed against my jaw. His ass was as soft as I remembered it to be from the many make-out-and-more sessions we've had since I became one of us. It's amazing how much more stamina being an immortal gives you. Hours long, days long, long enough to make the others in the group wish they were deaf. Seungri was a little too loud in bed at times, but how could you blame him?
"I'm going to bite Jiyong." His voice was rough, from need, hunger, lust, I assumed.
At this, I jumped up and grabbed him by the arms, so tight that they almost felt like they would break. Not that that would ever happen, him being one of us.
"No." I said flatly.
My refusal was perhaps partly because of my jealousy, but generally, it was just a bad idea to convert Jiyong into eternity. He was impulsive, emotional, reckless, everything that we weren’t. The consequences of him being forever were far too dire to risk.
Seungri merely smiled and stroked the inside of my right thigh while humming a tune that was unfamiliar to me.
-----
Somehow, all of them became all of us. Youngbae, was infected by me, and he needed considerable effort to infect. Us eternal beings have crazy amounts of strength, little did he know. Who needs muscles when you are supernatural?
It was the first time I heard him curse while my teeth sank slowly and easily, like fork in a cake, into his neck. His blood flowed out warm and alive, and it tasted of anger and a variety of intense emotions. Just like how they all taste - fear, hatred, death, delicious.
And, Daesung? He was easy. He fell for seduction, a little too willingly for my comfort.
“Hyung, what are you doing?” He nearly squeaked as I lifted his tee and smoothed five fingers along the lines of his body. His muscles on his torso tensed under my cool touch.
A little smile…
“Don’t you want this Daesungie?” I asked, tracing his jaw with my tongue before nibbling on his earlobe, whispering all sorts of unthinkable deeds in his ear. My free hand slithered down into his pants and I could feel he liked all of this. Young people are so easy to satisfy.
I smirked as I heard his breath hitch at the touch, and his pulse sang in my ear, tempting me ever so slightly, coyly.
… a little kiss…
"H-hyung, why are y-you doing this?" His hands had begun roaming my back, as if searching for something to grab. As I rubbed slowly, torturing him just a little, I could feel him getting more aroused. Moans, soft whines and 'oh, hyung, please's told me that everything was going according to plan.
"Don't you like me too Daesungie? Hyung likes you a lot." I used that low voice that I knew would send shivers down his spine. He started panting, shamelessly thrusting while kissing me. I obliged and allowed his tongue to meet mine, and his moans ran down my throats, vibrations that signaled his pleasure.
How long has he wanted this I wonder?
... and he was on his way.
"Are you close Daesung?" I asked against his chest, sticking out my tongue to tease his nipple. His voice wavered, and I could tell he was trying to answer me without stuttering. Flustered Daesung was far too interesting for me. His taut body was beginning to tighten and shake in regular intervals. Surely it was all too soon before-
"Oh- hyung- I think I'm- Mmfh!"
And that was when I bit him.
-----
The kill for food.
A single slice must be done, a vertical one down the victim's neck, only then would the blood flow out smoothly and quickly. We've decided not to infect anymore people, just obtain their blood, have our fill...
Leave them dead. It was better that way. It has to be.
As blood dripped from Youngbae’s chin and hands, the feral look fading from his eyes, it makes me wonder whether all these were really worth it in exchange for living forever.
Killing others endlessly, what sort of life is that?
-----
Now, see what Seungri has gotten us into. Jiyong has finally realized how normal food can't fill us up. Screaming in hunger and guilt. And there's nothing anyone of us can do about it.
Tsk, noise.
I swung my leather jacket around my shoulder, taking my leave. It was time to hunt, and Youngbae was already waiting for me. I took my earplugs with me, for I was sure, it was going to be a night filled with screams.
Until the sweet silence, the dead of the night, fills us all up once again.
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Comments please? :3 This was jumpy because I wanted to achieve that strange timeless scene change thing, but I don't think it worked too well.
Hopefully the smut made up for it. :3
Also, I've avoided the word VAMPIRE although this was obviously a vampire fic. On purpose, because I am pathetically pretentious that way.
Also, I'm not writing the requests in any sort of order. I'm just doing them as inspiration hits. However, some requests might really be delayed for a LONG TIME (apologies for those, :3) due to Baeri fic which I've put off for far far too long.
(Warning, long ramble ahead.)
And I guess this is the post where I finally tell all of you that I'm not a girl. ROFL. (How many of you realized? None?)
Don't even ask. And I'm totally not kidding, Hurhur. This is the where you guys run screaming. Far away. And fast. And yes, if you want to remove me from you flist, I'd totally understand. D:
*mourns major lossage of readers*
And for those of you who don't care, here's a small bit of what's happening in my life.
The past week has been really great for me. I've alrady told some of you this, but I'm too happy not to share about it again! xD
I've passed a subject that I was in danger of failing. I was already retaking the subject and it was a rule in our school that no student is allowed to retake a subject for more than two times. This being my second attempt made it especially nerve-wrecking.
Well, I passed it, and I was insanely happy about it. :D
And also, I've received my FIRST PRESS copy of Always! :D :D :D However, I totally misread some fan's post on the albums and thought the pictures in the booklet were DIFFERENT. Apparently, it was just the COVER that was different.
Doh. I spent a bomb on a different cover. Brilliant.
The different covers. Let me show off, otherwise I would have spent a bomb on pretty much nothing.
Nonetheless, I'm happy to have received it because as I was whining to paper_parasols, I totally thought I had been scammed by the seller. (Obviously not the case, she was really fast and efficient! ♥)
So yea, I have been in a really good mood of late. Yay.
Oh by the way, I totally need more BB fans to squee with on MSN. Anyone still here reading and wants to add me? D: Drop me a PM or something. Pretty please? :D
Author: raid_kun
Pairing: TabiRi. Seunghyun/Seungri. Todae. Seunghyun/Daesung. (VERY mild G-Ri and ToBae.)
Rating: NC17 (Smut.)
Word Count: ~1400
Summary: Vampire fic. What else do you need to know?
A/N: As requested by orenjimaru, so this is dedicated to her! ♥ I must apologize for the lack of TabiRi, it seems Todae has hijacked the spotlight somehow. SORRY. ♥
Warnings: Short, minimum plot, almost PWP.
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Some nights I'll just sit here, thinking to myself, "damn, this is what it feels like to never die".
The night outside is silent, almost dead. Just the way I like it. The neighborhood we moved to after everything happened was deserted, due to rumors of haunted buildings that housed demented screams.
Silly humans, they can't even tell the difference between the scream of a ghost and the scream of their own kind.
It's strange really, how I hate noise these days. Silence is thick and sweet, like warm caramel and butterscotch. Mmm. They say we are afraid of the sun, and I used to believe that too. Until I became one myself, then did I realize it wasn't the sun we were afraid of. We were afraid of that jarring unnecessary chaos of sound, that din that loves barraging into your head and effectively scrambling it. That’s what we really dislike.
Tsk, noise. We are so easily affected by it, even birds chirping in the morning can irritate the evil out of us. Don’t you wish those birds were dead sometimes?
Tonight, like many other nights, I was left alone with my thoughts. Being one of us meant you had all the time in the world to ponder upon the smallest details of life. How mundane life is when you get down to it. Tonight however, I was contemplating on the fact that he has joined us recently, the last one of us to accept everlast, the last one to accept eternity as a possibility.
Jiyong.
We really should have just let him die, he was too soft-hearted. Being us means not being soft, not crying in a ball of blankets and screaming how hungry you were, like he was so prone to doing these few days. Yelling, wailing, thrashing, whining. Yet he refuses to feed, how immature, childish.
"Please, please, make it go away. Ri, why did you do this to me! What have I ever done to you!"
"Don't you want to be with me forever hyung?"
Urgh, noise. When would it ever stop?
The cool night wind blew gently and seemed to carry my frustrations away. What a naive, human thought, don't you think?
-----
Seungri came to me one night, I wasn't eternal then. I hadn't become one of them. I often wondered how he'd become one of them, but I guess I’ll never really find out. I don't really want to either.
He smiled, dripping with seduction. My dream, it was coming true right in front of my eyes. He slid his hand beneath my shirt, and I was sure he could feel my heart dancing, so fast. Too fast. Running my fingers through his hair, I looked at him, afraid, confused. He simply continued his smile, and gave me a kiss I was sure would send me to heaven.
Little did I know...
Our kisses grew deeper, needier, and shortness of breath followed quickly behind. His lips were soft and smooth like velvet and were desperate on my face. A kiss on my right eye, a kiss on my right cheek, another kiss on my right ear, my jaw, my neck...
... he was sending me to hell.
… and then he bit me.
Pain flowed slowly, almost lusciously, coursing my bloodstream. Fear engulfed me like a suffocating cold fog, and then disbelief. What had he done?
"Seungri! What are you doing!" I shouted as I pushed him away in mild anger but mostly shock. Falling to the floor, he simply smiled, once more, only now his smile was cherry-red, stained with my blood. His eyes were glassy, almost blank without focus.
"Welcome to my world. You know you want to be a part of it."
-----
He came to me another night, I was lying in bed, just awake from sleeping the entire day. He glided onto my lap, bending forward to lick my scar, two faint stars where he had bitten me previously. I stared at him in boredom. His hair smelled of honey and pears and his cheeks felt flushed against my jaw. His ass was as soft as I remembered it to be from the many make-out-and-more sessions we've had since I became one of us. It's amazing how much more stamina being an immortal gives you. Hours long, days long, long enough to make the others in the group wish they were deaf. Seungri was a little too loud in bed at times, but how could you blame him?
"I'm going to bite Jiyong." His voice was rough, from need, hunger, lust, I assumed.
At this, I jumped up and grabbed him by the arms, so tight that they almost felt like they would break. Not that that would ever happen, him being one of us.
"No." I said flatly.
My refusal was perhaps partly because of my jealousy, but generally, it was just a bad idea to convert Jiyong into eternity. He was impulsive, emotional, reckless, everything that we weren’t. The consequences of him being forever were far too dire to risk.
Seungri merely smiled and stroked the inside of my right thigh while humming a tune that was unfamiliar to me.
-----
Somehow, all of them became all of us. Youngbae, was infected by me, and he needed considerable effort to infect. Us eternal beings have crazy amounts of strength, little did he know. Who needs muscles when you are supernatural?
It was the first time I heard him curse while my teeth sank slowly and easily, like fork in a cake, into his neck. His blood flowed out warm and alive, and it tasted of anger and a variety of intense emotions. Just like how they all taste - fear, hatred, death, delicious.
And, Daesung? He was easy. He fell for seduction, a little too willingly for my comfort.
“Hyung, what are you doing?” He nearly squeaked as I lifted his tee and smoothed five fingers along the lines of his body. His muscles on his torso tensed under my cool touch.
A little smile…
“Don’t you want this Daesungie?” I asked, tracing his jaw with my tongue before nibbling on his earlobe, whispering all sorts of unthinkable deeds in his ear. My free hand slithered down into his pants and I could feel he liked all of this. Young people are so easy to satisfy.
I smirked as I heard his breath hitch at the touch, and his pulse sang in my ear, tempting me ever so slightly, coyly.
… a little kiss…
"H-hyung, why are y-you doing this?" His hands had begun roaming my back, as if searching for something to grab. As I rubbed slowly, torturing him just a little, I could feel him getting more aroused. Moans, soft whines and 'oh, hyung, please's told me that everything was going according to plan.
"Don't you like me too Daesungie? Hyung likes you a lot." I used that low voice that I knew would send shivers down his spine. He started panting, shamelessly thrusting while kissing me. I obliged and allowed his tongue to meet mine, and his moans ran down my throats, vibrations that signaled his pleasure.
How long has he wanted this I wonder?
... and he was on his way.
"Are you close Daesung?" I asked against his chest, sticking out my tongue to tease his nipple. His voice wavered, and I could tell he was trying to answer me without stuttering. Flustered Daesung was far too interesting for me. His taut body was beginning to tighten and shake in regular intervals. Surely it was all too soon before-
"Oh- hyung- I think I'm- Mmfh!"
And that was when I bit him.
-----
The kill for food.
A single slice must be done, a vertical one down the victim's neck, only then would the blood flow out smoothly and quickly. We've decided not to infect anymore people, just obtain their blood, have our fill...
Leave them dead. It was better that way. It has to be.
As blood dripped from Youngbae’s chin and hands, the feral look fading from his eyes, it makes me wonder whether all these were really worth it in exchange for living forever.
Killing others endlessly, what sort of life is that?
-----
Now, see what Seungri has gotten us into. Jiyong has finally realized how normal food can't fill us up. Screaming in hunger and guilt. And there's nothing anyone of us can do about it.
Tsk, noise.
I swung my leather jacket around my shoulder, taking my leave. It was time to hunt, and Youngbae was already waiting for me. I took my earplugs with me, for I was sure, it was going to be a night filled with screams.
Until the sweet silence, the dead of the night, fills us all up once again.
----------------------------------------
Comments please? :3 This was jumpy because I wanted to achieve that strange timeless scene change thing, but I don't think it worked too well.
Hopefully the smut made up for it. :3
Also, I've avoided the word VAMPIRE although this was obviously a vampire fic. On purpose, because I am pathetically pretentious that way.
Also, I'm not writing the requests in any sort of order. I'm just doing them as inspiration hits. However, some requests might really be delayed for a LONG TIME (apologies for those, :3) due to Baeri fic which I've put off for far far too long.
(Warning, long ramble ahead.)
And I guess this is the post where I finally tell all of you that I'm not a girl. ROFL. (How many of you realized? None?)
Don't even ask. And I'm totally not kidding, Hurhur. This is the where you guys run screaming. Far away. And fast. And yes, if you want to remove me from you flist, I'd totally understand. D:
*mourns major lossage of readers*
And for those of you who don't care, here's a small bit of what's happening in my life.
The past week has been really great for me. I've alrady told some of you this, but I'm too happy not to share about it again! xD
I've passed a subject that I was in danger of failing. I was already retaking the subject and it was a rule in our school that no student is allowed to retake a subject for more than two times. This being my second attempt made it especially nerve-wrecking.
Well, I passed it, and I was insanely happy about it. :D
And also, I've received my FIRST PRESS copy of Always! :D :D :D However, I totally misread some fan's post on the albums and thought the pictures in the booklet were DIFFERENT. Apparently, it was just the COVER that was different.
Doh. I spent a bomb on a different cover. Brilliant.
The different covers. Let me show off, otherwise I would have spent a bomb on pretty much nothing.
Nonetheless, I'm happy to have received it because as I was whining to paper_parasols, I totally thought I had been scammed by the seller. (Obviously not the case, she was really fast and efficient! ♥)
So yea, I have been in a really good mood of late. Yay.
Oh by the way, I totally need more BB fans to squee with on MSN. Anyone still here reading and wants to add me? D: Drop me a PM or something. Pretty please? :D