Hunted
Title: Hunted 6/?
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho, Changmin/Yunho, Junsu/Yoochun/Yunho
Rating: NC-17
Warning: supernatural AU, blood
Summary: Yunho is just doing his job; sometimes that makes him a target.
Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4 5
It takes a few days of hearty meals and more rest than Yunho’s ever had in his life but he fully recovers, feeling entirely healthy and energised. None of them drink from him whilst he still has traces in his system and Yunho thinks he should acquire more painkillers to spike his blood at will, but he wonders what sort of damage it might do to the vampires if they consume his blood unawares. A part of Yunho thinks he shouldn’t feel guilty at the thought of poisoning the vampires and yet he possesses no will to harm them, after all, they’ve never intended to hurt him more than necessary. In fact, the family have shown a lot of unusual restraint during his recovery period, though they dog him constantly and insist on resting beside him whenever he sleeps. Changmin even brought him clothes and the toothbrush that he asked for, though the t-shirts are a little tight for his liking and the underwear too brightly coloured, it’s almost embarrassing to wear.
The four of them simply badger him for simple affection, which Yunho finds himself upsettingly eager to reciprocate. Having spent most of his life entirely alone, the gentle intimacy they offer is all too appealing and he knows the allure of their touch will eventually escalate if it continues and sex will follow. Jaejoong demands his kiss several times a day, whenever a cigarette would normally occupy his lips instead and Yunho tells himself he complies out of gratitude but he’s beginning to relish it and anticipate it every few hours. Even if Jaejoong prolongs his requests, the other three also form a habit, Changmin stealing kisses roughly from him at random moments, Yoochun whining and pleading with him until he gives in and Junsu using his seductive powers and taking just that little bit more than just a kiss with his sly hands. Jaejoong usually puts a stop to it before things can get out of control, leaving Yunho almost wishing they’d take him by force again to relieve some of the tension.
Yunho needs to get some fresh air, a chance to work out all these new emotions and impulses without the cloying influence of the vampires around him. It’s for that reason that Yunho agrees to play moving bait for Junsu and Yoochun despite knowing his chance of success is extremely low. Surprisingly, it’s Jaejoong who now protests this idea.
‘I’m just not sure if your body can handle being thrown back into something of that intensity after the past two weeks of inactivity,’ the vampire says calmly, nose buried in a cookbook. ‘You should build more strength first.’
Yunho raises his eyebrows in disbelief and catches the disappointed looks on Junsu and Yoochun’s faces. Changmin seems nonchalant, taking Taepoong from his hands and placing her on the floor before wrapping around Yunho’s back, sneaking a hand up his shirt.
‘And what would you know about the human capacity for exercise?’
Jaejoong gives him a condescending look.
‘Probably more than you now that I’ve read all these books,’ he points to the stack of biology and nutrition books Changmin had recently brought into the warehouse. ‘If you haven’t noticed, your body has already changed and is still struggling to adjust.’
Yunho frowns, he feels perfectly healthy, just restless.
‘What do you mean? And I think you’ll find those books will tell you how important it is to have regular fresh air and sunlight,’ Yunho argues.
‘You’re swollen,’ Changmin murmurs against his ear, rubbing his bloated stomach gently.
Jaejoong nods. ‘Digestion problems, most likely.’
‘It’s not a big deal,’ Yunho protests.
His stomach had simply expanded from a large lunch, it would digest just fine within the course of a day but the vampires were too finely tuned to the nuances of his body.
‘We worry,’ Jaejoong says softly.
Yunho sighs. ‘I know you do. Who would have thought demons would behave like mother hens,’ he rolls his eyes.
Changmin nips at his earlobe, goose bumps breaking over his skin as a shudder runs through him, anticipating a bite whilst Jaejoong glares at him.
‘If you’re going to drink from me now, I’ll never recover enough to exercise,’ he squirms away from the tall vampire’s touch, not wanting to become aroused. ‘If you want me bedridden and constantly weak, I’d rather you just killed me.’
‘That’s not our intention,’ Jaejoong chides, ‘you’re being dramatic.’
‘Says the demon who staged a trap so he could abduct me.’
‘If he wants to run, let him,’ Changmin interrupts. ‘With these two on him it’s more like a game of tag anyway. He shouldn’t have to exert himself.’
Jaejoong scowls but seems to consider Changmin’s words, turning a page of his book slowly. ‘Teach them properly, Changmin,’ he warns. ‘And Yunho- don’t break any bones, we can’t heal those.’
Yoochun and Junsu look at him and Changmin gleefully and Yunho feels his own anticipation build like coiled springs beneath his skin. Changmin beckons the young vampires over and Yunho instinctively flinches back into Changmin’s hard chest as they crawl towards him.
‘Scent is most important in hunting, you should be able to track prey for miles without even having them in sight,’ Changmin grips his wrist as though Yunho’s going to bolt at any moment and he has to admit he wants to as Junsu and Yoochun press against him.
‘Since Yunho is ours, following his scent should be even easier,’ Changmin says and Yunho scowls- he doesn’t belong to anyone. ‘You even know what his blood smells like. This room holds his scent most strongly as he’s been living here but try to concentrate and isolate Yunho from the traces.’
The vampires nuzzle against his skin and Yunho shivers, feeling exposed despite his clothing.
‘Not every vampire has your nose, Changmin,’ Jaejoong interrupts, flipping through another cook book- he’d asked Yunho what dishes he liked days ago and appeared to be studying the recipes. ‘Your fixation on food has always made you an exceptional hunter.’
Changmin grins, sharp teeth exposed and Yunho wonders how long the tall demon was tracking him throughout the city, following his scent alone.
‘We have a connection with Yunho’s body too,’ Changmin palms Yunho’s hip under his shirt. ‘You can use that to your advantage if you can hone in on it.’
‘What?’ Yunho startles, trying to turn in Changmin’s hold to face the man.
‘I told you, if we’re injured your body will produce more blood to aid our recovery- that we’re connected in that way,’ Jaejoong looks at him directly from above his book. ‘But we’ve all drunk your fresh blood, bonded with your body, we can follow that connection to help locate you.’
‘So I don’t even stand a chance?’ Yunho growls angrily. ‘This is all just pointless?’
Changmin shifts behind him. ‘It’s not pointless; these skills take time and practice to perfect. Even if Yoochun and Junsu are somehow prodigal, I doubt they’d be able to find you on their weak inborn instincts alone.’
‘Why do I repeatedly feel like the sharpening tool for them to practice?’ Yunho mutters, jolting as teeth scratch lightly at his skin.
‘Because you’re new to this too and the puppy won’t actively avoid their company,’ Changmin smiles. ‘The bond is special - sacred - don’t take it lightly.’
‘Right,’ he mumbles, beginning to feel uncomfortable in Changmin’s embrace.
Junsu looks incredibly childlike with his excitement. ‘How do we trace the connection?’
‘Move away but concentrate hard on your memories of Yunho,’ Jaejoong instructs and the vampires shuffle off the bed. ‘Remember his scent, the smell of his sweat, the feel of Yunho’s skin, the tightness of his body. Concentrate on how Yunho’s blood tasted when you last fed.’
Yunho blushes at Jaejoong’s words, recalling the experiences himself and then he jolts suddenly as it feels as though heat is rolling through his veins, arousal causing him to twitch. It feels like his body has been dipped in liquid heat, encasing every inch of his skin, from his scalp to his toes, the memory of pleasure washing over him and his heart beats like a drum inside his chest. Yunho knows in that moment that’s he’s like a shining beacon to the vampires, his own desire for them increased by the echo of lust and desire that pulses along their connection. It’s stifling and he struggles away from Changmin, onto his knees, attempting to crawl across the wide expanse of the bed to escape.
‘Break it,’ he hears Jaejoong order sharply, Changmin coming up behind him and pressing a palm to his forehead.
The feeling terrifies Yunho and yet when the connection breaks he’s filled with sudden, overwhelming despair from the loss, collapsing onto the bed. He wills back tears, holding out an arm to push Changmin away. Yunho doesn’t want to be touched in that moment, his mind exhausted from their manipulation.
‘Perhaps we should do this another day,’ Changmin says gently, resting back on his haunches.
Yunho picks himself up, his arms surprisingly strong beneath his body. ‘No, it’s fine, just don’t do it again.’
‘What did it feel like?’ Yoochun asks, wide, dark eyes studying Yunho.
He looks like an angel dressed in white, soft waves around his face and Yunho thinks it’s unfair how deceptive his appearance is.
‘I don’t like it,’ Yunho says gruffly, easing off the bed and searching for his shoes in the cupboard he shares with Jaejoong.
‘It shouldn’t hurt,’ Jaejoong interrupts and Yunho can hear the concern in his voice.
Yunho pulls on his shoes and takes a large drink of water, wishing he could take more painkillers for the light headache he feels coming on. ‘It doesn’t, I just don’t like it.’
‘Alright, Junsu and Yoochun can just hunt on scent and sound,’ Changmin stands, clapping a hand on each of the vampire’s shoulders. ‘You can have a head start.’
‘I don’t know the layout beyond this room and the bathroom.’
Changmin shrugs. ‘It’ll be best if you try and hide at times too, use that cleverness you insist humans have.’
Yunho scowls but Changmin merely grins, Junsu and Yoochun looking eager to begin. He paces to the doorway, taking one last look at the family before he slips into the dark corridor.
It’s only slightly easier to navigate the rooms with the trickle of daylight making it through the dusty windows and Yunho does his best to jog whilst keeping a mental map of the paths he’s taken so far. He doubles back twice, once unintentionally and follows the path closest to the windows, using the sunlight to his advantage and searching for a door outside all the while. Yunho’s careful not to break too much of a sweat, not wanting to intensify his scent for them to follow. The rooms seem to curve inwards, constantly pushing him away from the outer rooms and Yunho climbs as soon as he catches sight of a balcony railing, jumping to catch the rusting bars and letting out a sigh of relief as they hold his weight. He swings his legs up, throwing his weight over and sliding just beneath the barrier.
Even on the second floor, the windows are too high up for him to try and open so Yunho breaks out into a run, mindful of how his shoes echo on the concrete. Junsu’s laughter sounds in the distance and Yunho picks up speed, slipping into another room and testing all the doors. Some are locked, some Yunho suspects are stiff with age and because he doesn’t want to risk the noise, he doesn’t attempt to force them open, selecting an easy door and closing it gently behind him. Yunho has to wonder what kind of factory it used to be to be this large, the rustling of his clothes resounding in the enormous rooms. There’s rubble everywhere and thick layers of dust that try to fill his lungs and suffocate him as he skids through the mess, taking a staircase down as he senses someone following behind him. He runs fast, jumping abandoned pieces of decrepit furniture and disintegrating boxes of cardboard. One of Taepoong’s chew toys lies abandoned in one of the cleaner rooms and Yunho narrowly avoids stepping on the squeaking toy.
There’s a small alcove that must have held machinery or wiring in one of the corridors and Yunho tucks himself into the space, trying to catch his breath for a moment. It’s hard to hear anything over his loud panting and the frantic beat of his heart but as soon as Yunho thinks he might hear footsteps, he bolts, not wanting to be cornered.
Yunho runs so fast his lungs burn, thighs and stomach muscles straining and he swallows back the breakfast that threatens to fight its way up. He keeps his eyes trained to the side, looking for that one door that promises freedom and it becomes his greatest mistake as Yunho feels the ground give way beneath him and realises he’s falling into the same pit he tried to avoid the first time he was chased. He lands hard, jarring his feet before his legs crumple beneath him, hands and knees torn as the concrete meets him with a loud thud. It’s dauntingly deep when Yunho looks up at the walled edge, standing shakily and dusting off his split palms on his pants. He makes a jump for the edge but he’s almost half a metre off, unable to exert himself that extra length.
Yunho paces quietly, contemplating calling for help or waiting for them to find him trapped. Neither is very appealing and instead he tries taking a run up at the wall, colliding painfully with it when he ultimately fails. He bites his lip in frustration, wiping sweat from his brow before deciding to sit and wait- there’s very little else for him to do. He closes his eyes, steadying his breathing and muses whether the connection works both ways- can he find the vampires? Yunho concentrates hard on Jaejoong, bringing the image of the vampire reading into his mind and focusing on every detail he can remember. The colour of Jaejoong’s skin in the candlelight, the fall of his hair, the curve of his mouth, his lips petal pink as though painted. He thinks of the feel of the vampire’s skin, the lull of his voice, the thrill and strange security he felt in the man’s embrace.
‘That’s not what I meant by hiding,’ Changmin’s voice interrupts his thoughts and Yunho jumps violently, searching for the vampire above him.
He spots Changmin’s amused face to his right, quickly getting to his feet and walking over, craning his neck upwards.
‘I’m not trying to hide,’ he retorts grumpily.
‘I figured,’ the vampire grins and offers a hand over the side. ‘Break any bones?’
Yunho shakes his head, reaching up to grasp the vampire’s arm, allowing himself to be easily hauled up over the edge, a hand twisted in the back of his t-shirt.
‘That’s good then,’ Changmin smiles, inspecting his palms and licking them gently, grimacing as he does so and Yunho realises he’s tainted with the taste of dust.
‘You don’t have to,’ he tries to pull his hands away but Changmin is unrelenting.
‘They’ll find you faster if they smell too much blood and I’m enjoying watching them hunt. They’re not far off so you’ll have to be fast.’
Changmin rolls up his loose sweat pants, healing the grazes on his knees and pressing a kiss to the raw, pink skin. Yunho tries not to feel too flustered, resisting the urge to run fingers through the vampire’s hair.
‘Thanks,’ he gets to his feet and looks around, taking in the balcony that he jumped from last time and calculating the distance. ‘Will you give me a boost?’ Yunho points to the railing.
Changmin raises an eyebrow and hesitates as though listening for something in the distance. Yunho’s not sure what he hears but eventually Changmin nods and bends to grasp him around the waist, hoisting him up until Yunho catches hold of the lowest bar in the railing and pulls himself over the ledge.
‘Thanks, Changmin,’ Yunho says once he’s squeezed beneath the rail, staring down at the nonchalant vampire.
Changmin simply nods and Yunho starts jogging, moving carefully along the balcony, trying to find his way back into the main rooms of the second floor. He takes a route he vaguely remembers from before, blinding running through the dark of one room and into the dim light of another, once again following the windows of the building. The floor seems to slope unevenly in places and there are grates in the floor that look like drains, the concrete giving way to tiles that are slippery amongst all the dust and debris.
He’s bolting through a doorway when he crashes into something and lets out a small choked noise, heart pounding in fear.
‘It’s just me,’ Yoochun’s voice says softly, catching him gently, hands rubbing his upper arms as Yunho is frozen in shock.
At the sound of the familiar voice, all the tension drains from Yunho’s body, though his pulse is still frantic. He can barely make out Yoochun’s features in the dim light but he knows now that it’s definitely the slender vampire, dark eyes rimmed with kohl and there’s concern there. Yunho isn’t sure what possesses him but he cups Yoochun’s face in his palms and forces their lips together, kissing the vampire passionately. It’s as though he’s trying to consume the other man, his lips bruising Yoochun’s plump mouth, nipping and licking desperately until the vampire acquiesces, allowing him to slip his tongue in and explore. He kisses Yoochun as though he’s desperate for oxygen and drawing it from the man’s mouth, his chest heaving from the intensity. Yoochun’s teeth scrape against his tongue, piercing the flesh and for some reason, Yunho doesn’t mind the hint of blood welling in his mouth, Yoochun sucking it from him.
He ends the kiss only when he realises he needs to breathe properly and panics, looking around the dark room. There’s machinery behind Yoochun and Yunho knows he needs to double back, pressing a chaste kiss to the vampire’s mouth before he bolts again, using the last of his remaining strength to outrun the demon that might be following behind him. From the corner of his eye, Yunho spots Junsu on the floor below him and his heart skips frantically, nerves shot as he jumps a gap in a broken bridge way, taking a set of stairs two at a time.
As he enters yet another floor, Yunho has to wonder just how many floors the warehouse has and how familiar all the vampires are with the layout. This floor seems more desolate than the others, the dust forming large clouds as Yunho runs through rooms, avoiding the odd old newspaper or abandoned chair. The whole level gives Yunho the creeps, the hair on the back of his neck prickling and it’s not just because he has two vampires chasing him. Yunho runs quickly, searching for a way out or back down without repeating himself and finds another staircase that leads up to a peeling, old door. He darts up the stairs and leans heavily on the door when it sticks, holding his breath as it gives way and opens up to a blue sky, slightly clouded by smog.
Yunho exhales shakily, feeling tears prick behind his eyes at the sight of sunlight and open air around him. He shuts the door behind him carefully, wedging a small piece of wood between the frame to prevent it from locking again before he walks out onto the open expanse of the roof. There’s nothing more than a waist high barrier of thick concrete and Yunho leans against it, gazing over the edge. The city’s edge is visible, more warehouses in the distance and Yunho can see the glimmer of the dock and harbour to his left. It’s glorious to breathe the fresh air, the warmth of the sun on his back and Yunho smiles, closing his eyes for a long moment. It must be afternoon judging from the falling sun on the horizon and Yunho feels oddly at peace. He’s high enough that if Yunho wanted to, he could jump to his death but he’s not interested in that, merely easing himself up to sit along the wide wall, dangling his legs over the side.
The sun begins to turn the sky orange, flared with pink it slowly fades beyond the skyscrapers in the main city as Yunho spends long minutes just thinking. He contemplates the door he ran past on the first floor before he fell into the pit, the one that Yunho sensed would offer him the way out and yet Yunho chose to keep running, suddenly frightened to take it and re-enter the harsh outside world. Perhaps Changmin had known how close he was to escape when he pulled him from the pit, perhaps the vampire already knew Yunho had decided not to take it or quite possibly the man was guarding it to prevent Yunho from leaving. Yunho’s not sure, but then the vampire had been kind healing his wounds and Yoochun’s mouth had felt like a wonderful relief. He thinks of them all again, trying to feel for the connection tying them all together and he closes his eyes to concentrate.
‘You found the roof,’ a voice remarks and Yunho turns to see Changmin mere metres away. ‘You’ve lasted longer than I thought you would, making it all the way up here and they’ve almost lost your scent.’
‘Not you though,’ Yunho remarks.
‘My nose is too good, I could pick you out of a busy marketplace even before we bonded.’
Yunho nods and turns back to watch the sunset.
Changmin stands beside him, following his gaze to the setting sun. ‘Do you know what I hate about humans?’
‘I’m sure I could quote a few of your previous choice statements,’ Yunho mutters.
‘They’re so fragile,’ the vampire’s disgust is clear in his tone. ‘My life is so long and yet yours is so short, so effortless to end. You wouldn’t even survive the fall from this roof. Human bodies are so weak.’
The vampire scuffs his shoes against the barrier, gazing into the distance as he speaks. ‘Humans are so quick to break bones and get sick, there are millions of ways for you to die and it’s just so easy for your lives to end,’ Changmin stares hard at the traffic on the highway, the road disappearing on the horizon. ‘No matter how careful we are with you, no matter how hard we try to protect you, the reality is you could go out there and get hit by a car or get shot by some petty thief on the streets,’ the vampire gestures at the city beyond where Yunho used to use rooftops like this one as his personal playground.
‘You’re not indestructible either,’ Yunho says gently, placing his hand over Changmin’s.
‘But yours could end at any moment.’
Yunho chuckles. ‘That’s something you get used to as a human.’
‘I don’t like the thought of losing.’
Changmin doesn’t quite say it, but Yunho understands what he means. Yunho could disappear at any moment, not because he can run away, but because even though the vampires will extend his life and slow his aging, Yunho’s body is still frighteningly mortal to them.
‘I know,’ Yunho smiles softly at Changmin, affection swelling inside his chest.
‘You’re not going to make me hunt you across the city, are you?’ the vampire asks, brushing dust from Yunho’s cheek.
It’s not a threat, just a question, or perhaps a promise to never quite let Yunho go.
‘Today, I’m less inclined to,’ he offers the vampire a hint of a smile before turning and sliding off the barrier, back onto the rooftop. ‘But there are going to be some rules if I’m staying.’
Changmin steps into his personal space, hands on Yunho’s hips. ‘Yeah?’ he asks curiously.
‘Yeah,’ Yunho closes the distance, offering the vampire a gentle, lingering kiss. ‘And I’m pretty tired,’ he comments, breaking away to make his way to the door, taking the steps down, ‘do you think you could piggy back me?’
Changmin chuckles and skips the steps down, bending his knees with his back towards Yunho in invitation. Yunho grins before he climbs on, knowing the vampire can easily support his weight and feeling the relief in his tired muscles.
‘And I want a massage later,’ he demands cheekily.
‘After a bath,’ the vampire says bluntly, easily navigating the darkening rooms and taking the steps carefully down to the second floor. ‘Your scent is so strong they’re idiots if they can’t find you now.’
Yunho laughs but agrees, resting his chin to the side of Changmin’s ear.
‘Technically, I win, right?’
‘Sure,’ Changmin murmurs, rounding a corner only to find Junsu and Yoochun both waiting.
‘Is Yunho alright?’ Junsu asks, concerned as he takes in Yunho being carried on Changmin’s back.
Yunho nods, reaching out to ruffle Junsu’s hair. ‘Just tired and treating Changmin like my slave.’
Changmin grumbles but doesn’t put him down and Yoochun strokes a palm down his back soothingly as they walk, Junsu running ahead to start a bath.
‘You’re not disappointed you didn’t catch me?’
‘I did catch you,’ Yoochun smirks. ‘It’s Junsu who failed. I got my kiss.’
Yunho wills his blood to remain everywhere but his cheeks. ‘I thought you were going to drink when you caught me,’ he says quietly.
‘When did anyone say that?’ Changmin scoffs, leading them into the narrow passage Yunho recognises as the path to their rooms.
‘I just presumed...’ Yunho begins but has to blink back the light as they enter Jaejoong’s bedroom, the vampire standing as he gingerly climbs off of Changmin’s back.
Jaejoong inspects him brusquely, checking his elbows and pushing down Yunho’s pants to look at the bruises gracing Yunho’s skin, searching for wear and tear. It’s embarrassing, although well meaning and Yunho quickly pulls his pants back up.
‘You’re uninjured,’ Jaejoong remarks as though surprised, inspecting Yunho’s filthy hands.
‘Just lazy,’ Changmin chuckles.
‘Good,’ Jaejoong nods to himself, ‘very good,’ he sits back in his chair and retrieves his book, avoiding watching Yunho.
‘It went well,’ Changmin takes a seat beside Jaejoong, lifting an excited Taepoong into his lap reluctantly. ‘Yunho found the roof.’
‘The roof?’ Jaejoong meets Yunho’s eyes and Yunho glimpses the fear there.
Yunho nods, Yoochun grinning proudly. ‘I caught him though.’
Jaejoong gives Yoochun an approving smile, some of the tension easing from his shoulders.
‘More like I ran into you,’ Yunho scoffs and catches the two older vampires biting back laughter. ‘I want some food after my bath, is there anything to eat?’
Jaejoong stands, tucking the recipe book beneath his arm and looking determined. It makes Yunho a little nervous but it’s almost cute on the usually stern man.
‘I’m going to see what I can put together,’ the vampire says firmly and Yunho nods.
‘Thanks. I have some questions to ask you later.’
Jaejoong raises an eyebrow but nods and they hear Junsu call out that the bath is ready, Yoochun grinning excitedly.
‘You’re going to miss out on a nice bath though, Jae,’ Changmin taunts, hoisting Yunho up over his shoulder and heading to the bathroom.
‘Hey!’ Yunho protests but doesn’t fight it, enjoying being carried from the room, Yoochun trailing after him, stripping along the way.
Once in the bathroom, Yunho peels off his dusty and sweat soaked clothes quickly, eager to climb into the steaming water. He barely pays attention to Changmin and Yoochun’s naked bodies, stepping into the deep bath and taking Junsu’s hands for balance as he lowers himself on the step. As he takes a seat under the water, Yunho closes his eyes, feeling sore muscles unwind in the warmth of the bath. He stretches his legs out and brings palms full of warm water to his face, washing away the layer of dust and sweat. It’s gloriously wonderful to finally relax and Yunho doesn’t even mind Junsu and Yoochun’s playful antics as they splash around him. Changmin pulls him against his chest and Yunho tilts his head back to rest on the man’s shoulder, closing his eyes.
‘You shouldn’t sleep here,’ the vampire scolds lightly, wetting Yunho’s hair.
Yunho hums, leaning into the man’s touch.
‘I could use that massage,’ he says sleepily, resisting the urge to purr when hands begin to knead his sore feet, opening his eyes to find Junsu and Yoochun smiling up at him. ‘You’re spoiling me,’ Yunho moans in pleasure as the two dig fingers into his tight calves, easing the tension there.
Changmin kisses his shoulder before beginning to scrub his hair, nails scratching over his scalp. ‘We’re looking after you,’ the demon whispers. ‘You like it don’t you?’
‘I like it a lot,’ Yunho groans, cock twitching when hands begin to massage up his thighs. ‘I could get used to it.’
Changmin gives him an odd smile before tipping his head back, gently pouring water to rinse his hair clean. It feels good being pampered and Yunho feels intoxicated by their touch and the hint of exhaustion that weighs down his limbs.
Yunho finally feels completely at ease with the vampires, laughing at Junsu’s strange jokes and letting them clean his body, licking at any little scratches they might have missed earlier. He’s complacent as he’s wrapped up in a large, soft towel and he doesn’t even blush when Changmin picks him up and carries him like a bride again. They dry him off after he’s laid out on the bed, hands and tongues exploring every inch of skin, licking at stray drops of water and Yunho spreads himself out, allowing them to touch. A hand rubs at his inner thigh and Yunho’s cock begins to stir, but they’re sadly interrupted when Jaejoong enters the room, carrying a tray.
Yunho sits up, feeling a little like he’d been caught misbehaving and covers his lap with the towel.
‘Try this,’ Jaejoong passes him the tray before heading to the closet to rummage up some clothes for him.
It looks like a bowl of old fashioned kimchi jjigae and there are a couple of side dishes and slightly clumpy rice. Yunho keeps his amused smile to himself, quickly sampling all the food. It’s a little too spicy for his tastes but it’s good all the same and Yunho is a little surprised Jaejoong managed to prepare it.
‘How is it?’ Junsu peers into the bowl, eyeing a piece of tofu.
‘Good,’ Yunho mumbles around the food in his mouth, offering a piece to the vampire between his chopsticks.
Junsu takes it but makes a face as he chews, unused to the pickled flavour. Yunho laughs as he eats more, catching Jaejoong’s pleased smile from the corner of his eye.
‘You said you had questions for me,’ the vampire takes a seat on the bed in front of him, a pile of neatly folded clothes on his lap.
Yunho nods, trying to chew and swallow faster. ‘The connection thing- how come I can’t find you? It doesn’t work both ways?’
All the vampires look at him in slight surprise and Yunho shrugs, shovelling more of the rice into his mouth.
‘You tried to find your connection to us?’ Jaejoong asks quietly.
Yunho nods, handing his tray to Changmin and taking a long drink of water to help ease the burn in his throat. ‘Twice, it didn’t work.’
‘Humans can’t trace the connection, we’ve never known why. It’s not as important, I guess,’ the vampire answers. ‘You’d feel it break if we died though.’
‘Will you feel it if I die?’ Yunho is suddenly curious, recalling his conversation with Changmin earlier on the roof.
‘Of course,’ Jaejoong passes him clothes and Yunho pulls them on quickly. ‘Is there anything else?’
‘I don’t like the warehouse,’ Yunho says bluntly. ‘I don’t want to live here, it feels like a prison.’
‘Perhaps you really will be forced to tear out my heart to escape me then,’ the vampire says coldly. ‘I won’t let you go.’
‘Your mansion,’ Yunho begins, ‘is it far from Seoul?’
Jaejoong narrows his eyes but gives a small nod.
‘Does it have a garden? And windows that open?’ Yunho asks, picking up Taepoong from the side of the bed and cuddling her to his chest.
‘It has several gardens and a forest,’ Jaejoong answers.
Yunho smiles, the puppy licking his cheek and bounding over to Yoochun who lets it sit on his chest. He pats them both on the head.
‘There’s a lake too,’ Changmin cuts in. ‘It’s quite beautiful.’
Jaejoong seems to finally catch on, eyes lighting up, the embers in his irises sparking brilliant shades of amber.
‘I’d like to see it, Taepoong and I could both use some fresh air and somewhere better to run,’ Yunho keeps his tone nonchalant but gives Jaejoong a meaningful look.
‘That-‘
‘That can be arranged,’ Changmin quickly interrupts, ‘I can arrange it tomorrow.’
Yunho nods and lies back on the pillows, pulling Junsu down with him. ‘Okay.’
Yunho’s not sure if he’s making the right decision, but after being so close to freedom earlier, Yunho’s not sure if that’s really what he’s looking for. He likes the heavy weight of Junsu tangled with him, keeping him anchored and although he doesn’t enjoy the feeling of being trapped, it’s different if he allows himself to be kept. Trusting the family to care for him is an incredible risk but Yunho could tell from Jaejoong’s relieved expression when he returned uninjured from the hunt that it’s a risk for them to trust him too. In the meantime, Yunho plans to wrestle a little control back from them.
Junsu nuzzles against him, Yoochun shifting to curl around his other side, Taepoong sleepily ferreting her way into a gap to keep warm. It feels safe and Yunho feels full and satisfied, ready to sleep.
‘I think I want you to bite me now,’ Yunho says calmly.
‘Junsu,’ Jaejoong says warningly.
Junsu sits up, disgruntled. ‘I’m not doing anything!’
‘Oh,’ Jaejoong searches Yunho’s eyes for confirmation.
‘Can I make the bite?’ Yoochun asks eagerly.
‘No.’
Changmin smirks whilst Junsu breaks out into loud peals of laughter, his body shaking. Yunho bites back a smile of his own, ignoring Yoochun’s pout. Jaejoong and Changmin exchange a look before the taller vampire settles between Yunho’s legs, pressing against his pelvis.
‘Is there somewhere in particular…?’ Changmin offers, his eyes dark and seductive as he studies Yunho.
Yunho wills his body not to flush, flustered by the way Changmin watches him, lust strumming like a current through his body.
‘Nope,’ he shakes his head.
Changmin slides hands around his waist, pushing his t-shirt up around his underarms, palming his chest, brushing against his nipples and he feels them peak in anticipation. Warm breath hits his chest as Changmin hovers his lips just above his skin teasingly. Yunho holds his breath but waits excitedly for the vampire’s lips to connect, expecting the scrape of teeth any moment. A soft noise escapes his lips as Changmin finally presses lightly chapped lips to his solar plexus, softly moving his way along the cleft between his pectorals, pausing just slightly to the left above Yunho’s pounding heart. Changmin grins, giving Yunho a dark look full of intention as he extends his tongue, tracing a wet pattern with the very tip. Yunho begins to pant, although he’s certain he’s not exerting himself, pliant beneath Changmin, his hand tightly entwined with Junsu’s as the tall demon licks to the side, catching a perked nipple and closing lips around the nub for the briefest of moments before pulling back. Yunho shudders for breath, arching into Changmin and he forgets how to think when the vampire presses his nose into the crook of his neck, mouthing at the skin there.
Changmin widens his mouth as he sucks at a patch of skin, sharp fangs grazing the flesh whilst his tongue runs repeatedly over his pulse point. Yunho is taut with anticipation and arousal, weaving his free hand in Changmin’s hair, his grip firm and then he can’t help but make a gurgling sound as teeth finally dig into him, splitting his skin with a sharp noise, like a knife through fresh fruit. It hurts; long canines digging deep into the sensitive tissue, the seal of Changmin’s lips adding to the throbbing of his veins as his blood is drawn into the vampire’s mouth. The whites of his eyes are visible as they roll back, Yunho pressing up against Changmin’s body instinctively and squeezing Junsu’s hand tight. As Yunho suspected, there’s a lot of pleasure laced behind the initial pain, his body hot and relishing the primal connection as Changmin withdraws teeth to suck at the wound, blood washing over the vampire’s tongue.
‘Changmin,’ Yunho gasps, struggling as his body begins to heat up and he feels his cock swelling as the vampire drinks his blood.
Changmin pulls back after several mouthfuls, the blood still welling hotly around the wound until Junsu latches on, sucking gently. The tall vampire kisses him, the taste of his own blood still prominent as Changmin’s tongue slips past his teeth, curling around his own. He’s breathless when Changmin pulls back, retreating and he curls onto his side with Yoochun and Junsu’s guidance, kissing Yoochun instead as Junsu continues to drink from his neck, pulling away from the wound every so often to trail wet kisses up his nape, pressing warmly against his back. Yoochun breaks the kiss to lock lips with Junsu over his shoulder, the two of them sucking at the bite and mouthing along his throat. Yunho moans, excited by their touch yet hesitant for the experience to turn sexual rather than sensual. Yoochun presses against his front, providing the lightest of pressure against his erection and Yunho rocks his hips forward, searching for more.
It feels as though the two of them drink forever but Yunho trusts them not to take too much, he doesn’t feel dizzy though he suspects he’ll need a long rest when they’re through. Junsu’s hands run down his chest, grounding him amongst the overwhelming sensations before he pulls off, Yoochun giving one last draw of blood before he eases off too, the two of them lifting Yunho up gently. Belatedly, Yunho understands their intention and has the sense to comply, struggling to his knees and climbing into Jaejoong’s lap, the vampire settled back against the headboard. He sways just a little and Changmin moves to support him, the three vampires surrounding him, stroking his sides and back as he gets lost in the dark flames that dance in Jaejoong’s eyes.
‘How are you feeling, Yunho?’ Jaejoong’s voice is soft - melodic- and Yunho is compelled by the need to hear praise in that beautiful tone.
‘I’m okay,’ Yunho can feel the blood run from his wound down into his t-shirt, soaking the material. ‘I think my shirt is ruined though.’
Jaejoong smiles and Yunho hears Changmin chuckle behind him, hands grasping the collar and tearing, the ripping noise of the material loud in Yunho’s ears. It slips off his arms easily and Yunho wraps arms around Jaejoong’s shoulders, his overheated skin pressed against Jaejoong’s cool chest as he offers the vampire his neck.
‘I’ll make sure we get you a new one,’ he promises, licking a trickle of blood that has spilt down Yunho’s chest, fangs lengthening.
Yunho finds himself entranced by the sharp white points of Jaejoong’s teeth, peeking just between plump, petal pink lips. His breath hitches as the pureblood leans in, scraping his fangs up, over Yunho’s collarbone before he latches on to the wound Changmin made, sucking fiercely. Yunho feels hot mouthfuls of blood rush through his veins and up into the bite, flowing into Jaejoong’s mouth with every pull from the seal of his soft lips. Yunho fists hands in Jaejoong’s shirt, arching as arousal pulses through him, Jaejoong’s lips pressing down into the sensitive wound and causing him to cry out. A tongue traces the blood that drips down his back, savouring every drop, many hands supporting his body, stroking his skin pleasurably to distract him from the pain.
‘Jae,’ Yunho whimpers, rocking weakly in the vampire’s lap.
Jaejoong breaks from the wound, more blood pulsing down to cover his shoulder.
‘Almost,’ the vampire whispers, fingers threading in Yunho’s hair, massaging his scalp as he latches on to his neck for one last mouthful, tongue already beginning to lave at the wound as he swallows.
Yunho moans as he feels the skin begin to mend, Jaejoong’s mouth still working methodically to extract just a little more from his body. He sways again, eyelids heavy although he’s still vaguely aware of the need to come. Changmin grabs him under the arms, lifting him away as Yunho slips out of consciousness for a moment, the tall vampire laying him back amongst the pillows as the others fuss around him. The bite has fully knitted though it itches slightly, Yunho rubbing at it as sheets are pulled up around him, the vampires each giving him a lingering kiss on the lips before he succumbs to the impulse to sleep, fingers gently carding through his hair, lulling him into an easy slumber, safe and secure.
A/N: no one is more disappointed than I am that there is no smut in this chapter. It’s gotten so long now I think there will be at least two more chapters though. :)
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho, Changmin/Yunho, Junsu/Yoochun/Yunho
Rating: NC-17
Warning: supernatural AU, blood
Summary: Yunho is just doing his job; sometimes that makes him a target.
Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4 5
It takes a few days of hearty meals and more rest than Yunho’s ever had in his life but he fully recovers, feeling entirely healthy and energised. None of them drink from him whilst he still has traces in his system and Yunho thinks he should acquire more painkillers to spike his blood at will, but he wonders what sort of damage it might do to the vampires if they consume his blood unawares. A part of Yunho thinks he shouldn’t feel guilty at the thought of poisoning the vampires and yet he possesses no will to harm them, after all, they’ve never intended to hurt him more than necessary. In fact, the family have shown a lot of unusual restraint during his recovery period, though they dog him constantly and insist on resting beside him whenever he sleeps. Changmin even brought him clothes and the toothbrush that he asked for, though the t-shirts are a little tight for his liking and the underwear too brightly coloured, it’s almost embarrassing to wear.
The four of them simply badger him for simple affection, which Yunho finds himself upsettingly eager to reciprocate. Having spent most of his life entirely alone, the gentle intimacy they offer is all too appealing and he knows the allure of their touch will eventually escalate if it continues and sex will follow. Jaejoong demands his kiss several times a day, whenever a cigarette would normally occupy his lips instead and Yunho tells himself he complies out of gratitude but he’s beginning to relish it and anticipate it every few hours. Even if Jaejoong prolongs his requests, the other three also form a habit, Changmin stealing kisses roughly from him at random moments, Yoochun whining and pleading with him until he gives in and Junsu using his seductive powers and taking just that little bit more than just a kiss with his sly hands. Jaejoong usually puts a stop to it before things can get out of control, leaving Yunho almost wishing they’d take him by force again to relieve some of the tension.
Yunho needs to get some fresh air, a chance to work out all these new emotions and impulses without the cloying influence of the vampires around him. It’s for that reason that Yunho agrees to play moving bait for Junsu and Yoochun despite knowing his chance of success is extremely low. Surprisingly, it’s Jaejoong who now protests this idea.
‘I’m just not sure if your body can handle being thrown back into something of that intensity after the past two weeks of inactivity,’ the vampire says calmly, nose buried in a cookbook. ‘You should build more strength first.’
Yunho raises his eyebrows in disbelief and catches the disappointed looks on Junsu and Yoochun’s faces. Changmin seems nonchalant, taking Taepoong from his hands and placing her on the floor before wrapping around Yunho’s back, sneaking a hand up his shirt.
‘And what would you know about the human capacity for exercise?’
Jaejoong gives him a condescending look.
‘Probably more than you now that I’ve read all these books,’ he points to the stack of biology and nutrition books Changmin had recently brought into the warehouse. ‘If you haven’t noticed, your body has already changed and is still struggling to adjust.’
Yunho frowns, he feels perfectly healthy, just restless.
‘What do you mean? And I think you’ll find those books will tell you how important it is to have regular fresh air and sunlight,’ Yunho argues.
‘You’re swollen,’ Changmin murmurs against his ear, rubbing his bloated stomach gently.
Jaejoong nods. ‘Digestion problems, most likely.’
‘It’s not a big deal,’ Yunho protests.
His stomach had simply expanded from a large lunch, it would digest just fine within the course of a day but the vampires were too finely tuned to the nuances of his body.
‘We worry,’ Jaejoong says softly.
Yunho sighs. ‘I know you do. Who would have thought demons would behave like mother hens,’ he rolls his eyes.
Changmin nips at his earlobe, goose bumps breaking over his skin as a shudder runs through him, anticipating a bite whilst Jaejoong glares at him.
‘If you’re going to drink from me now, I’ll never recover enough to exercise,’ he squirms away from the tall vampire’s touch, not wanting to become aroused. ‘If you want me bedridden and constantly weak, I’d rather you just killed me.’
‘That’s not our intention,’ Jaejoong chides, ‘you’re being dramatic.’
‘Says the demon who staged a trap so he could abduct me.’
‘If he wants to run, let him,’ Changmin interrupts. ‘With these two on him it’s more like a game of tag anyway. He shouldn’t have to exert himself.’
Jaejoong scowls but seems to consider Changmin’s words, turning a page of his book slowly. ‘Teach them properly, Changmin,’ he warns. ‘And Yunho- don’t break any bones, we can’t heal those.’
Yoochun and Junsu look at him and Changmin gleefully and Yunho feels his own anticipation build like coiled springs beneath his skin. Changmin beckons the young vampires over and Yunho instinctively flinches back into Changmin’s hard chest as they crawl towards him.
‘Scent is most important in hunting, you should be able to track prey for miles without even having them in sight,’ Changmin grips his wrist as though Yunho’s going to bolt at any moment and he has to admit he wants to as Junsu and Yoochun press against him.
‘Since Yunho is ours, following his scent should be even easier,’ Changmin says and Yunho scowls- he doesn’t belong to anyone. ‘You even know what his blood smells like. This room holds his scent most strongly as he’s been living here but try to concentrate and isolate Yunho from the traces.’
The vampires nuzzle against his skin and Yunho shivers, feeling exposed despite his clothing.
‘Not every vampire has your nose, Changmin,’ Jaejoong interrupts, flipping through another cook book- he’d asked Yunho what dishes he liked days ago and appeared to be studying the recipes. ‘Your fixation on food has always made you an exceptional hunter.’
Changmin grins, sharp teeth exposed and Yunho wonders how long the tall demon was tracking him throughout the city, following his scent alone.
‘We have a connection with Yunho’s body too,’ Changmin palms Yunho’s hip under his shirt. ‘You can use that to your advantage if you can hone in on it.’
‘What?’ Yunho startles, trying to turn in Changmin’s hold to face the man.
‘I told you, if we’re injured your body will produce more blood to aid our recovery- that we’re connected in that way,’ Jaejoong looks at him directly from above his book. ‘But we’ve all drunk your fresh blood, bonded with your body, we can follow that connection to help locate you.’
‘So I don’t even stand a chance?’ Yunho growls angrily. ‘This is all just pointless?’
Changmin shifts behind him. ‘It’s not pointless; these skills take time and practice to perfect. Even if Yoochun and Junsu are somehow prodigal, I doubt they’d be able to find you on their weak inborn instincts alone.’
‘Why do I repeatedly feel like the sharpening tool for them to practice?’ Yunho mutters, jolting as teeth scratch lightly at his skin.
‘Because you’re new to this too and the puppy won’t actively avoid their company,’ Changmin smiles. ‘The bond is special - sacred - don’t take it lightly.’
‘Right,’ he mumbles, beginning to feel uncomfortable in Changmin’s embrace.
Junsu looks incredibly childlike with his excitement. ‘How do we trace the connection?’
‘Move away but concentrate hard on your memories of Yunho,’ Jaejoong instructs and the vampires shuffle off the bed. ‘Remember his scent, the smell of his sweat, the feel of Yunho’s skin, the tightness of his body. Concentrate on how Yunho’s blood tasted when you last fed.’
Yunho blushes at Jaejoong’s words, recalling the experiences himself and then he jolts suddenly as it feels as though heat is rolling through his veins, arousal causing him to twitch. It feels like his body has been dipped in liquid heat, encasing every inch of his skin, from his scalp to his toes, the memory of pleasure washing over him and his heart beats like a drum inside his chest. Yunho knows in that moment that’s he’s like a shining beacon to the vampires, his own desire for them increased by the echo of lust and desire that pulses along their connection. It’s stifling and he struggles away from Changmin, onto his knees, attempting to crawl across the wide expanse of the bed to escape.
‘Break it,’ he hears Jaejoong order sharply, Changmin coming up behind him and pressing a palm to his forehead.
The feeling terrifies Yunho and yet when the connection breaks he’s filled with sudden, overwhelming despair from the loss, collapsing onto the bed. He wills back tears, holding out an arm to push Changmin away. Yunho doesn’t want to be touched in that moment, his mind exhausted from their manipulation.
‘Perhaps we should do this another day,’ Changmin says gently, resting back on his haunches.
Yunho picks himself up, his arms surprisingly strong beneath his body. ‘No, it’s fine, just don’t do it again.’
‘What did it feel like?’ Yoochun asks, wide, dark eyes studying Yunho.
He looks like an angel dressed in white, soft waves around his face and Yunho thinks it’s unfair how deceptive his appearance is.
‘I don’t like it,’ Yunho says gruffly, easing off the bed and searching for his shoes in the cupboard he shares with Jaejoong.
‘It shouldn’t hurt,’ Jaejoong interrupts and Yunho can hear the concern in his voice.
Yunho pulls on his shoes and takes a large drink of water, wishing he could take more painkillers for the light headache he feels coming on. ‘It doesn’t, I just don’t like it.’
‘Alright, Junsu and Yoochun can just hunt on scent and sound,’ Changmin stands, clapping a hand on each of the vampire’s shoulders. ‘You can have a head start.’
‘I don’t know the layout beyond this room and the bathroom.’
Changmin shrugs. ‘It’ll be best if you try and hide at times too, use that cleverness you insist humans have.’
Yunho scowls but Changmin merely grins, Junsu and Yoochun looking eager to begin. He paces to the doorway, taking one last look at the family before he slips into the dark corridor.
It’s only slightly easier to navigate the rooms with the trickle of daylight making it through the dusty windows and Yunho does his best to jog whilst keeping a mental map of the paths he’s taken so far. He doubles back twice, once unintentionally and follows the path closest to the windows, using the sunlight to his advantage and searching for a door outside all the while. Yunho’s careful not to break too much of a sweat, not wanting to intensify his scent for them to follow. The rooms seem to curve inwards, constantly pushing him away from the outer rooms and Yunho climbs as soon as he catches sight of a balcony railing, jumping to catch the rusting bars and letting out a sigh of relief as they hold his weight. He swings his legs up, throwing his weight over and sliding just beneath the barrier.
Even on the second floor, the windows are too high up for him to try and open so Yunho breaks out into a run, mindful of how his shoes echo on the concrete. Junsu’s laughter sounds in the distance and Yunho picks up speed, slipping into another room and testing all the doors. Some are locked, some Yunho suspects are stiff with age and because he doesn’t want to risk the noise, he doesn’t attempt to force them open, selecting an easy door and closing it gently behind him. Yunho has to wonder what kind of factory it used to be to be this large, the rustling of his clothes resounding in the enormous rooms. There’s rubble everywhere and thick layers of dust that try to fill his lungs and suffocate him as he skids through the mess, taking a staircase down as he senses someone following behind him. He runs fast, jumping abandoned pieces of decrepit furniture and disintegrating boxes of cardboard. One of Taepoong’s chew toys lies abandoned in one of the cleaner rooms and Yunho narrowly avoids stepping on the squeaking toy.
There’s a small alcove that must have held machinery or wiring in one of the corridors and Yunho tucks himself into the space, trying to catch his breath for a moment. It’s hard to hear anything over his loud panting and the frantic beat of his heart but as soon as Yunho thinks he might hear footsteps, he bolts, not wanting to be cornered.
Yunho runs so fast his lungs burn, thighs and stomach muscles straining and he swallows back the breakfast that threatens to fight its way up. He keeps his eyes trained to the side, looking for that one door that promises freedom and it becomes his greatest mistake as Yunho feels the ground give way beneath him and realises he’s falling into the same pit he tried to avoid the first time he was chased. He lands hard, jarring his feet before his legs crumple beneath him, hands and knees torn as the concrete meets him with a loud thud. It’s dauntingly deep when Yunho looks up at the walled edge, standing shakily and dusting off his split palms on his pants. He makes a jump for the edge but he’s almost half a metre off, unable to exert himself that extra length.
Yunho paces quietly, contemplating calling for help or waiting for them to find him trapped. Neither is very appealing and instead he tries taking a run up at the wall, colliding painfully with it when he ultimately fails. He bites his lip in frustration, wiping sweat from his brow before deciding to sit and wait- there’s very little else for him to do. He closes his eyes, steadying his breathing and muses whether the connection works both ways- can he find the vampires? Yunho concentrates hard on Jaejoong, bringing the image of the vampire reading into his mind and focusing on every detail he can remember. The colour of Jaejoong’s skin in the candlelight, the fall of his hair, the curve of his mouth, his lips petal pink as though painted. He thinks of the feel of the vampire’s skin, the lull of his voice, the thrill and strange security he felt in the man’s embrace.
‘That’s not what I meant by hiding,’ Changmin’s voice interrupts his thoughts and Yunho jumps violently, searching for the vampire above him.
He spots Changmin’s amused face to his right, quickly getting to his feet and walking over, craning his neck upwards.
‘I’m not trying to hide,’ he retorts grumpily.
‘I figured,’ the vampire grins and offers a hand over the side. ‘Break any bones?’
Yunho shakes his head, reaching up to grasp the vampire’s arm, allowing himself to be easily hauled up over the edge, a hand twisted in the back of his t-shirt.
‘That’s good then,’ Changmin smiles, inspecting his palms and licking them gently, grimacing as he does so and Yunho realises he’s tainted with the taste of dust.
‘You don’t have to,’ he tries to pull his hands away but Changmin is unrelenting.
‘They’ll find you faster if they smell too much blood and I’m enjoying watching them hunt. They’re not far off so you’ll have to be fast.’
Changmin rolls up his loose sweat pants, healing the grazes on his knees and pressing a kiss to the raw, pink skin. Yunho tries not to feel too flustered, resisting the urge to run fingers through the vampire’s hair.
‘Thanks,’ he gets to his feet and looks around, taking in the balcony that he jumped from last time and calculating the distance. ‘Will you give me a boost?’ Yunho points to the railing.
Changmin raises an eyebrow and hesitates as though listening for something in the distance. Yunho’s not sure what he hears but eventually Changmin nods and bends to grasp him around the waist, hoisting him up until Yunho catches hold of the lowest bar in the railing and pulls himself over the ledge.
‘Thanks, Changmin,’ Yunho says once he’s squeezed beneath the rail, staring down at the nonchalant vampire.
Changmin simply nods and Yunho starts jogging, moving carefully along the balcony, trying to find his way back into the main rooms of the second floor. He takes a route he vaguely remembers from before, blinding running through the dark of one room and into the dim light of another, once again following the windows of the building. The floor seems to slope unevenly in places and there are grates in the floor that look like drains, the concrete giving way to tiles that are slippery amongst all the dust and debris.
He’s bolting through a doorway when he crashes into something and lets out a small choked noise, heart pounding in fear.
‘It’s just me,’ Yoochun’s voice says softly, catching him gently, hands rubbing his upper arms as Yunho is frozen in shock.
At the sound of the familiar voice, all the tension drains from Yunho’s body, though his pulse is still frantic. He can barely make out Yoochun’s features in the dim light but he knows now that it’s definitely the slender vampire, dark eyes rimmed with kohl and there’s concern there. Yunho isn’t sure what possesses him but he cups Yoochun’s face in his palms and forces their lips together, kissing the vampire passionately. It’s as though he’s trying to consume the other man, his lips bruising Yoochun’s plump mouth, nipping and licking desperately until the vampire acquiesces, allowing him to slip his tongue in and explore. He kisses Yoochun as though he’s desperate for oxygen and drawing it from the man’s mouth, his chest heaving from the intensity. Yoochun’s teeth scrape against his tongue, piercing the flesh and for some reason, Yunho doesn’t mind the hint of blood welling in his mouth, Yoochun sucking it from him.
He ends the kiss only when he realises he needs to breathe properly and panics, looking around the dark room. There’s machinery behind Yoochun and Yunho knows he needs to double back, pressing a chaste kiss to the vampire’s mouth before he bolts again, using the last of his remaining strength to outrun the demon that might be following behind him. From the corner of his eye, Yunho spots Junsu on the floor below him and his heart skips frantically, nerves shot as he jumps a gap in a broken bridge way, taking a set of stairs two at a time.
As he enters yet another floor, Yunho has to wonder just how many floors the warehouse has and how familiar all the vampires are with the layout. This floor seems more desolate than the others, the dust forming large clouds as Yunho runs through rooms, avoiding the odd old newspaper or abandoned chair. The whole level gives Yunho the creeps, the hair on the back of his neck prickling and it’s not just because he has two vampires chasing him. Yunho runs quickly, searching for a way out or back down without repeating himself and finds another staircase that leads up to a peeling, old door. He darts up the stairs and leans heavily on the door when it sticks, holding his breath as it gives way and opens up to a blue sky, slightly clouded by smog.
Yunho exhales shakily, feeling tears prick behind his eyes at the sight of sunlight and open air around him. He shuts the door behind him carefully, wedging a small piece of wood between the frame to prevent it from locking again before he walks out onto the open expanse of the roof. There’s nothing more than a waist high barrier of thick concrete and Yunho leans against it, gazing over the edge. The city’s edge is visible, more warehouses in the distance and Yunho can see the glimmer of the dock and harbour to his left. It’s glorious to breathe the fresh air, the warmth of the sun on his back and Yunho smiles, closing his eyes for a long moment. It must be afternoon judging from the falling sun on the horizon and Yunho feels oddly at peace. He’s high enough that if Yunho wanted to, he could jump to his death but he’s not interested in that, merely easing himself up to sit along the wide wall, dangling his legs over the side.
The sun begins to turn the sky orange, flared with pink it slowly fades beyond the skyscrapers in the main city as Yunho spends long minutes just thinking. He contemplates the door he ran past on the first floor before he fell into the pit, the one that Yunho sensed would offer him the way out and yet Yunho chose to keep running, suddenly frightened to take it and re-enter the harsh outside world. Perhaps Changmin had known how close he was to escape when he pulled him from the pit, perhaps the vampire already knew Yunho had decided not to take it or quite possibly the man was guarding it to prevent Yunho from leaving. Yunho’s not sure, but then the vampire had been kind healing his wounds and Yoochun’s mouth had felt like a wonderful relief. He thinks of them all again, trying to feel for the connection tying them all together and he closes his eyes to concentrate.
‘You found the roof,’ a voice remarks and Yunho turns to see Changmin mere metres away. ‘You’ve lasted longer than I thought you would, making it all the way up here and they’ve almost lost your scent.’
‘Not you though,’ Yunho remarks.
‘My nose is too good, I could pick you out of a busy marketplace even before we bonded.’
Yunho nods and turns back to watch the sunset.
Changmin stands beside him, following his gaze to the setting sun. ‘Do you know what I hate about humans?’
‘I’m sure I could quote a few of your previous choice statements,’ Yunho mutters.
‘They’re so fragile,’ the vampire’s disgust is clear in his tone. ‘My life is so long and yet yours is so short, so effortless to end. You wouldn’t even survive the fall from this roof. Human bodies are so weak.’
The vampire scuffs his shoes against the barrier, gazing into the distance as he speaks. ‘Humans are so quick to break bones and get sick, there are millions of ways for you to die and it’s just so easy for your lives to end,’ Changmin stares hard at the traffic on the highway, the road disappearing on the horizon. ‘No matter how careful we are with you, no matter how hard we try to protect you, the reality is you could go out there and get hit by a car or get shot by some petty thief on the streets,’ the vampire gestures at the city beyond where Yunho used to use rooftops like this one as his personal playground.
‘You’re not indestructible either,’ Yunho says gently, placing his hand over Changmin’s.
‘But yours could end at any moment.’
Yunho chuckles. ‘That’s something you get used to as a human.’
‘I don’t like the thought of losing.’
Changmin doesn’t quite say it, but Yunho understands what he means. Yunho could disappear at any moment, not because he can run away, but because even though the vampires will extend his life and slow his aging, Yunho’s body is still frighteningly mortal to them.
‘I know,’ Yunho smiles softly at Changmin, affection swelling inside his chest.
‘You’re not going to make me hunt you across the city, are you?’ the vampire asks, brushing dust from Yunho’s cheek.
It’s not a threat, just a question, or perhaps a promise to never quite let Yunho go.
‘Today, I’m less inclined to,’ he offers the vampire a hint of a smile before turning and sliding off the barrier, back onto the rooftop. ‘But there are going to be some rules if I’m staying.’
Changmin steps into his personal space, hands on Yunho’s hips. ‘Yeah?’ he asks curiously.
‘Yeah,’ Yunho closes the distance, offering the vampire a gentle, lingering kiss. ‘And I’m pretty tired,’ he comments, breaking away to make his way to the door, taking the steps down, ‘do you think you could piggy back me?’
Changmin chuckles and skips the steps down, bending his knees with his back towards Yunho in invitation. Yunho grins before he climbs on, knowing the vampire can easily support his weight and feeling the relief in his tired muscles.
‘And I want a massage later,’ he demands cheekily.
‘After a bath,’ the vampire says bluntly, easily navigating the darkening rooms and taking the steps carefully down to the second floor. ‘Your scent is so strong they’re idiots if they can’t find you now.’
Yunho laughs but agrees, resting his chin to the side of Changmin’s ear.
‘Technically, I win, right?’
‘Sure,’ Changmin murmurs, rounding a corner only to find Junsu and Yoochun both waiting.
‘Is Yunho alright?’ Junsu asks, concerned as he takes in Yunho being carried on Changmin’s back.
Yunho nods, reaching out to ruffle Junsu’s hair. ‘Just tired and treating Changmin like my slave.’
Changmin grumbles but doesn’t put him down and Yoochun strokes a palm down his back soothingly as they walk, Junsu running ahead to start a bath.
‘You’re not disappointed you didn’t catch me?’
‘I did catch you,’ Yoochun smirks. ‘It’s Junsu who failed. I got my kiss.’
Yunho wills his blood to remain everywhere but his cheeks. ‘I thought you were going to drink when you caught me,’ he says quietly.
‘When did anyone say that?’ Changmin scoffs, leading them into the narrow passage Yunho recognises as the path to their rooms.
‘I just presumed...’ Yunho begins but has to blink back the light as they enter Jaejoong’s bedroom, the vampire standing as he gingerly climbs off of Changmin’s back.
Jaejoong inspects him brusquely, checking his elbows and pushing down Yunho’s pants to look at the bruises gracing Yunho’s skin, searching for wear and tear. It’s embarrassing, although well meaning and Yunho quickly pulls his pants back up.
‘You’re uninjured,’ Jaejoong remarks as though surprised, inspecting Yunho’s filthy hands.
‘Just lazy,’ Changmin chuckles.
‘Good,’ Jaejoong nods to himself, ‘very good,’ he sits back in his chair and retrieves his book, avoiding watching Yunho.
‘It went well,’ Changmin takes a seat beside Jaejoong, lifting an excited Taepoong into his lap reluctantly. ‘Yunho found the roof.’
‘The roof?’ Jaejoong meets Yunho’s eyes and Yunho glimpses the fear there.
Yunho nods, Yoochun grinning proudly. ‘I caught him though.’
Jaejoong gives Yoochun an approving smile, some of the tension easing from his shoulders.
‘More like I ran into you,’ Yunho scoffs and catches the two older vampires biting back laughter. ‘I want some food after my bath, is there anything to eat?’
Jaejoong stands, tucking the recipe book beneath his arm and looking determined. It makes Yunho a little nervous but it’s almost cute on the usually stern man.
‘I’m going to see what I can put together,’ the vampire says firmly and Yunho nods.
‘Thanks. I have some questions to ask you later.’
Jaejoong raises an eyebrow but nods and they hear Junsu call out that the bath is ready, Yoochun grinning excitedly.
‘You’re going to miss out on a nice bath though, Jae,’ Changmin taunts, hoisting Yunho up over his shoulder and heading to the bathroom.
‘Hey!’ Yunho protests but doesn’t fight it, enjoying being carried from the room, Yoochun trailing after him, stripping along the way.
Once in the bathroom, Yunho peels off his dusty and sweat soaked clothes quickly, eager to climb into the steaming water. He barely pays attention to Changmin and Yoochun’s naked bodies, stepping into the deep bath and taking Junsu’s hands for balance as he lowers himself on the step. As he takes a seat under the water, Yunho closes his eyes, feeling sore muscles unwind in the warmth of the bath. He stretches his legs out and brings palms full of warm water to his face, washing away the layer of dust and sweat. It’s gloriously wonderful to finally relax and Yunho doesn’t even mind Junsu and Yoochun’s playful antics as they splash around him. Changmin pulls him against his chest and Yunho tilts his head back to rest on the man’s shoulder, closing his eyes.
‘You shouldn’t sleep here,’ the vampire scolds lightly, wetting Yunho’s hair.
Yunho hums, leaning into the man’s touch.
‘I could use that massage,’ he says sleepily, resisting the urge to purr when hands begin to knead his sore feet, opening his eyes to find Junsu and Yoochun smiling up at him. ‘You’re spoiling me,’ Yunho moans in pleasure as the two dig fingers into his tight calves, easing the tension there.
Changmin kisses his shoulder before beginning to scrub his hair, nails scratching over his scalp. ‘We’re looking after you,’ the demon whispers. ‘You like it don’t you?’
‘I like it a lot,’ Yunho groans, cock twitching when hands begin to massage up his thighs. ‘I could get used to it.’
Changmin gives him an odd smile before tipping his head back, gently pouring water to rinse his hair clean. It feels good being pampered and Yunho feels intoxicated by their touch and the hint of exhaustion that weighs down his limbs.
Yunho finally feels completely at ease with the vampires, laughing at Junsu’s strange jokes and letting them clean his body, licking at any little scratches they might have missed earlier. He’s complacent as he’s wrapped up in a large, soft towel and he doesn’t even blush when Changmin picks him up and carries him like a bride again. They dry him off after he’s laid out on the bed, hands and tongues exploring every inch of skin, licking at stray drops of water and Yunho spreads himself out, allowing them to touch. A hand rubs at his inner thigh and Yunho’s cock begins to stir, but they’re sadly interrupted when Jaejoong enters the room, carrying a tray.
Yunho sits up, feeling a little like he’d been caught misbehaving and covers his lap with the towel.
‘Try this,’ Jaejoong passes him the tray before heading to the closet to rummage up some clothes for him.
It looks like a bowl of old fashioned kimchi jjigae and there are a couple of side dishes and slightly clumpy rice. Yunho keeps his amused smile to himself, quickly sampling all the food. It’s a little too spicy for his tastes but it’s good all the same and Yunho is a little surprised Jaejoong managed to prepare it.
‘How is it?’ Junsu peers into the bowl, eyeing a piece of tofu.
‘Good,’ Yunho mumbles around the food in his mouth, offering a piece to the vampire between his chopsticks.
Junsu takes it but makes a face as he chews, unused to the pickled flavour. Yunho laughs as he eats more, catching Jaejoong’s pleased smile from the corner of his eye.
‘You said you had questions for me,’ the vampire takes a seat on the bed in front of him, a pile of neatly folded clothes on his lap.
Yunho nods, trying to chew and swallow faster. ‘The connection thing- how come I can’t find you? It doesn’t work both ways?’
All the vampires look at him in slight surprise and Yunho shrugs, shovelling more of the rice into his mouth.
‘You tried to find your connection to us?’ Jaejoong asks quietly.
Yunho nods, handing his tray to Changmin and taking a long drink of water to help ease the burn in his throat. ‘Twice, it didn’t work.’
‘Humans can’t trace the connection, we’ve never known why. It’s not as important, I guess,’ the vampire answers. ‘You’d feel it break if we died though.’
‘Will you feel it if I die?’ Yunho is suddenly curious, recalling his conversation with Changmin earlier on the roof.
‘Of course,’ Jaejoong passes him clothes and Yunho pulls them on quickly. ‘Is there anything else?’
‘I don’t like the warehouse,’ Yunho says bluntly. ‘I don’t want to live here, it feels like a prison.’
‘Perhaps you really will be forced to tear out my heart to escape me then,’ the vampire says coldly. ‘I won’t let you go.’
‘Your mansion,’ Yunho begins, ‘is it far from Seoul?’
Jaejoong narrows his eyes but gives a small nod.
‘Does it have a garden? And windows that open?’ Yunho asks, picking up Taepoong from the side of the bed and cuddling her to his chest.
‘It has several gardens and a forest,’ Jaejoong answers.
Yunho smiles, the puppy licking his cheek and bounding over to Yoochun who lets it sit on his chest. He pats them both on the head.
‘There’s a lake too,’ Changmin cuts in. ‘It’s quite beautiful.’
Jaejoong seems to finally catch on, eyes lighting up, the embers in his irises sparking brilliant shades of amber.
‘I’d like to see it, Taepoong and I could both use some fresh air and somewhere better to run,’ Yunho keeps his tone nonchalant but gives Jaejoong a meaningful look.
‘That-‘
‘That can be arranged,’ Changmin quickly interrupts, ‘I can arrange it tomorrow.’
Yunho nods and lies back on the pillows, pulling Junsu down with him. ‘Okay.’
Yunho’s not sure if he’s making the right decision, but after being so close to freedom earlier, Yunho’s not sure if that’s really what he’s looking for. He likes the heavy weight of Junsu tangled with him, keeping him anchored and although he doesn’t enjoy the feeling of being trapped, it’s different if he allows himself to be kept. Trusting the family to care for him is an incredible risk but Yunho could tell from Jaejoong’s relieved expression when he returned uninjured from the hunt that it’s a risk for them to trust him too. In the meantime, Yunho plans to wrestle a little control back from them.
Junsu nuzzles against him, Yoochun shifting to curl around his other side, Taepoong sleepily ferreting her way into a gap to keep warm. It feels safe and Yunho feels full and satisfied, ready to sleep.
‘I think I want you to bite me now,’ Yunho says calmly.
‘Junsu,’ Jaejoong says warningly.
Junsu sits up, disgruntled. ‘I’m not doing anything!’
‘Oh,’ Jaejoong searches Yunho’s eyes for confirmation.
‘Can I make the bite?’ Yoochun asks eagerly.
‘No.’
Changmin smirks whilst Junsu breaks out into loud peals of laughter, his body shaking. Yunho bites back a smile of his own, ignoring Yoochun’s pout. Jaejoong and Changmin exchange a look before the taller vampire settles between Yunho’s legs, pressing against his pelvis.
‘Is there somewhere in particular…?’ Changmin offers, his eyes dark and seductive as he studies Yunho.
Yunho wills his body not to flush, flustered by the way Changmin watches him, lust strumming like a current through his body.
‘Nope,’ he shakes his head.
Changmin slides hands around his waist, pushing his t-shirt up around his underarms, palming his chest, brushing against his nipples and he feels them peak in anticipation. Warm breath hits his chest as Changmin hovers his lips just above his skin teasingly. Yunho holds his breath but waits excitedly for the vampire’s lips to connect, expecting the scrape of teeth any moment. A soft noise escapes his lips as Changmin finally presses lightly chapped lips to his solar plexus, softly moving his way along the cleft between his pectorals, pausing just slightly to the left above Yunho’s pounding heart. Changmin grins, giving Yunho a dark look full of intention as he extends his tongue, tracing a wet pattern with the very tip. Yunho begins to pant, although he’s certain he’s not exerting himself, pliant beneath Changmin, his hand tightly entwined with Junsu’s as the tall demon licks to the side, catching a perked nipple and closing lips around the nub for the briefest of moments before pulling back. Yunho shudders for breath, arching into Changmin and he forgets how to think when the vampire presses his nose into the crook of his neck, mouthing at the skin there.
Changmin widens his mouth as he sucks at a patch of skin, sharp fangs grazing the flesh whilst his tongue runs repeatedly over his pulse point. Yunho is taut with anticipation and arousal, weaving his free hand in Changmin’s hair, his grip firm and then he can’t help but make a gurgling sound as teeth finally dig into him, splitting his skin with a sharp noise, like a knife through fresh fruit. It hurts; long canines digging deep into the sensitive tissue, the seal of Changmin’s lips adding to the throbbing of his veins as his blood is drawn into the vampire’s mouth. The whites of his eyes are visible as they roll back, Yunho pressing up against Changmin’s body instinctively and squeezing Junsu’s hand tight. As Yunho suspected, there’s a lot of pleasure laced behind the initial pain, his body hot and relishing the primal connection as Changmin withdraws teeth to suck at the wound, blood washing over the vampire’s tongue.
‘Changmin,’ Yunho gasps, struggling as his body begins to heat up and he feels his cock swelling as the vampire drinks his blood.
Changmin pulls back after several mouthfuls, the blood still welling hotly around the wound until Junsu latches on, sucking gently. The tall vampire kisses him, the taste of his own blood still prominent as Changmin’s tongue slips past his teeth, curling around his own. He’s breathless when Changmin pulls back, retreating and he curls onto his side with Yoochun and Junsu’s guidance, kissing Yoochun instead as Junsu continues to drink from his neck, pulling away from the wound every so often to trail wet kisses up his nape, pressing warmly against his back. Yoochun breaks the kiss to lock lips with Junsu over his shoulder, the two of them sucking at the bite and mouthing along his throat. Yunho moans, excited by their touch yet hesitant for the experience to turn sexual rather than sensual. Yoochun presses against his front, providing the lightest of pressure against his erection and Yunho rocks his hips forward, searching for more.
It feels as though the two of them drink forever but Yunho trusts them not to take too much, he doesn’t feel dizzy though he suspects he’ll need a long rest when they’re through. Junsu’s hands run down his chest, grounding him amongst the overwhelming sensations before he pulls off, Yoochun giving one last draw of blood before he eases off too, the two of them lifting Yunho up gently. Belatedly, Yunho understands their intention and has the sense to comply, struggling to his knees and climbing into Jaejoong’s lap, the vampire settled back against the headboard. He sways just a little and Changmin moves to support him, the three vampires surrounding him, stroking his sides and back as he gets lost in the dark flames that dance in Jaejoong’s eyes.
‘How are you feeling, Yunho?’ Jaejoong’s voice is soft - melodic- and Yunho is compelled by the need to hear praise in that beautiful tone.
‘I’m okay,’ Yunho can feel the blood run from his wound down into his t-shirt, soaking the material. ‘I think my shirt is ruined though.’
Jaejoong smiles and Yunho hears Changmin chuckle behind him, hands grasping the collar and tearing, the ripping noise of the material loud in Yunho’s ears. It slips off his arms easily and Yunho wraps arms around Jaejoong’s shoulders, his overheated skin pressed against Jaejoong’s cool chest as he offers the vampire his neck.
‘I’ll make sure we get you a new one,’ he promises, licking a trickle of blood that has spilt down Yunho’s chest, fangs lengthening.
Yunho finds himself entranced by the sharp white points of Jaejoong’s teeth, peeking just between plump, petal pink lips. His breath hitches as the pureblood leans in, scraping his fangs up, over Yunho’s collarbone before he latches on to the wound Changmin made, sucking fiercely. Yunho feels hot mouthfuls of blood rush through his veins and up into the bite, flowing into Jaejoong’s mouth with every pull from the seal of his soft lips. Yunho fists hands in Jaejoong’s shirt, arching as arousal pulses through him, Jaejoong’s lips pressing down into the sensitive wound and causing him to cry out. A tongue traces the blood that drips down his back, savouring every drop, many hands supporting his body, stroking his skin pleasurably to distract him from the pain.
‘Jae,’ Yunho whimpers, rocking weakly in the vampire’s lap.
Jaejoong breaks from the wound, more blood pulsing down to cover his shoulder.
‘Almost,’ the vampire whispers, fingers threading in Yunho’s hair, massaging his scalp as he latches on to his neck for one last mouthful, tongue already beginning to lave at the wound as he swallows.
Yunho moans as he feels the skin begin to mend, Jaejoong’s mouth still working methodically to extract just a little more from his body. He sways again, eyelids heavy although he’s still vaguely aware of the need to come. Changmin grabs him under the arms, lifting him away as Yunho slips out of consciousness for a moment, the tall vampire laying him back amongst the pillows as the others fuss around him. The bite has fully knitted though it itches slightly, Yunho rubbing at it as sheets are pulled up around him, the vampires each giving him a lingering kiss on the lips before he succumbs to the impulse to sleep, fingers gently carding through his hair, lulling him into an easy slumber, safe and secure.
A/N: no one is more disappointed than I am that there is no smut in this chapter. It’s gotten so long now I think there will be at least two more chapters though. :)