Vampire Fic
Title: Late Night Snack
Author: Fyerluna
Pairing: Bucky/Toro
Rating: R
Warnings: Voluntary hypnosis, vampirism.
It had been about a month now that they'd been doing this. Bucky would show up at the window and wait to be let in. Toro would get up obediently and lift the latch. Inviting him in was a formality, but it had to be done. He couldn't get in otherwise. He liked to wait, just to watch what Toro would do. He wanted to see if the initial feelings of fear and disgust he had been so vocal with remained. Toro was still nervous, his distress was palpable.
"Well?" Toro blinked. It was so quiet he wasn't sure he'd heard.
"Well what?" Bucky noted Toro's movement. He was like a cornered animal that had seen a way to escape.
"I can always make it so it's not your fault." Toro blinked.
"What do you mean?" He was wary. Bucky took a step closer and he took a step back.
"I mean I'm grateful for you feeding me and all, and I'm glad you can't be turned... but the first time I was desperate and the second I didn't know what I was doing yet. I think I've got the hang of it now, and if you wanted I... I could help you relax, make it not your fault if anyone caught us." Bucky was fidgeting with his sleeve in a way that was minute to Toro but was probably enormous to Bucky's newly enhanced senses.
"How?" Toro's eyes narrowed and Bucky stopped himself from biting his lip. He'd heard it said that tasting your own blood was a sure fire way to drive yourself insane.
"I think I've got some kind of mind control hypnotic gaze type thing, like those seers from way back." Toro thought it over and Bucky swallowed, trying to be patient. The hunger was gnawing at him.
"Okay, but just try it first. I'll tell you if I like it when you let me out." Bucky's brow furrowed.
"Sure pal." He tried smiling, but it was hard to hide his fangs and Toro was always distressed by his fangs. "This is probably going to sound corny."
"You always sound corny. You're from Indiana." Toro quipped. "Well, go on."
"Look at me." Toro raised an eyebrow at that.
"I am looking at you." Bucky forced himself not to bite his lip.
"No, my eyes. It has to be my eyes. Focus on them." Toro pouted a little and tried to meet his friends gaze.
"I didn't know your eyes were red..." He trailed off, his own blue eyes half-lidded, a sort of lazy smile curving his lips slightly.
"Toro?" His head tilted up slowly. Bucky grinned despite himself. "Come here."
The first step he took was jerky and forced, but the second was more natural, and by the third he was moving naturally if a little dazedly. Bucky could smell the blood below the skin of his neck.
"Alright, snap out of it." Toro blinked and the sudden increase in heart rate followed by the rushing of blood was almost too much for Bucky to bear.
"I... I liked that. You can keep it up if you want." He was staring pointedly into Bucky's eyes again. He grinned and Toro felt himself slipping, like falling into a warm embrace.
"That's right, nice and relaxed... good. Now lay back on the bed." Toro complied and Bucky sat beside him, taking in the sight of his pale flesh against the dark sheets. He tilted Toro's head and the curve of his neck was perfect.
Bucky could see the blood pulsing beneath the skin of his throat. It was enticing him with every beat of Toro's heart. He could practically taste the sweet satiation on his lips as he layered kisses upon Toro's chest. His heart was thundering and Bucky didn't think he could control himself any longer. He did all he could to stave off the hunger that gnawed at him, mentally pleading that Toro would do something, anything to stop him from sinking his teeth into the supple white flesh of Toro's neck.
He felt Toro's fingers knot in his hair and gently tug him up. "Is this what you wanted Master?"
Bucky shivered with pleasure. He found himself kissing Toro deeply and he knew that both of them would have bruised lips if he kept it up. Toro's panting was deafening and he decided it had to be stopped. He let his teeth penetrate the perfect curve of his neck. Toro's blood tasted of fire and cinnamon. The white flesh was stained with ruby drops that he eagerly lapped up.
"Did I... augh..." Toro's voice was breathy even though Bucky had released his control.
"Mmhmm. You just came from me biting you." Bucky grinned and licked his lips.
"I hate you sometimes." Toro sighed. "Just not right now."
FIN
Author: Fyerluna
Pairing: Bucky/Toro
Rating: R
Warnings: Voluntary hypnosis, vampirism.
It had been about a month now that they'd been doing this. Bucky would show up at the window and wait to be let in. Toro would get up obediently and lift the latch. Inviting him in was a formality, but it had to be done. He couldn't get in otherwise. He liked to wait, just to watch what Toro would do. He wanted to see if the initial feelings of fear and disgust he had been so vocal with remained. Toro was still nervous, his distress was palpable.
"Well?" Toro blinked. It was so quiet he wasn't sure he'd heard.
"Well what?" Bucky noted Toro's movement. He was like a cornered animal that had seen a way to escape.
"I can always make it so it's not your fault." Toro blinked.
"What do you mean?" He was wary. Bucky took a step closer and he took a step back.
"I mean I'm grateful for you feeding me and all, and I'm glad you can't be turned... but the first time I was desperate and the second I didn't know what I was doing yet. I think I've got the hang of it now, and if you wanted I... I could help you relax, make it not your fault if anyone caught us." Bucky was fidgeting with his sleeve in a way that was minute to Toro but was probably enormous to Bucky's newly enhanced senses.
"How?" Toro's eyes narrowed and Bucky stopped himself from biting his lip. He'd heard it said that tasting your own blood was a sure fire way to drive yourself insane.
"I think I've got some kind of mind control hypnotic gaze type thing, like those seers from way back." Toro thought it over and Bucky swallowed, trying to be patient. The hunger was gnawing at him.
"Okay, but just try it first. I'll tell you if I like it when you let me out." Bucky's brow furrowed.
"Sure pal." He tried smiling, but it was hard to hide his fangs and Toro was always distressed by his fangs. "This is probably going to sound corny."
"You always sound corny. You're from Indiana." Toro quipped. "Well, go on."
"Look at me." Toro raised an eyebrow at that.
"I am looking at you." Bucky forced himself not to bite his lip.
"No, my eyes. It has to be my eyes. Focus on them." Toro pouted a little and tried to meet his friends gaze.
"I didn't know your eyes were red..." He trailed off, his own blue eyes half-lidded, a sort of lazy smile curving his lips slightly.
"Toro?" His head tilted up slowly. Bucky grinned despite himself. "Come here."
The first step he took was jerky and forced, but the second was more natural, and by the third he was moving naturally if a little dazedly. Bucky could smell the blood below the skin of his neck.
"Alright, snap out of it." Toro blinked and the sudden increase in heart rate followed by the rushing of blood was almost too much for Bucky to bear.
"I... I liked that. You can keep it up if you want." He was staring pointedly into Bucky's eyes again. He grinned and Toro felt himself slipping, like falling into a warm embrace.
"That's right, nice and relaxed... good. Now lay back on the bed." Toro complied and Bucky sat beside him, taking in the sight of his pale flesh against the dark sheets. He tilted Toro's head and the curve of his neck was perfect.
Bucky could see the blood pulsing beneath the skin of his throat. It was enticing him with every beat of Toro's heart. He could practically taste the sweet satiation on his lips as he layered kisses upon Toro's chest. His heart was thundering and Bucky didn't think he could control himself any longer. He did all he could to stave off the hunger that gnawed at him, mentally pleading that Toro would do something, anything to stop him from sinking his teeth into the supple white flesh of Toro's neck.
He felt Toro's fingers knot in his hair and gently tug him up. "Is this what you wanted Master?"
Bucky shivered with pleasure. He found himself kissing Toro deeply and he knew that both of them would have bruised lips if he kept it up. Toro's panting was deafening and he decided it had to be stopped. He let his teeth penetrate the perfect curve of his neck. Toro's blood tasted of fire and cinnamon. The white flesh was stained with ruby drops that he eagerly lapped up.
"Did I... augh..." Toro's voice was breathy even though Bucky had released his control.
"Mmhmm. You just came from me biting you." Bucky grinned and licked his lips.
"I hate you sometimes." Toro sighed. "Just not right now."
FIN