Jumping up quickly to straighten up his room as soon as the last text message was sent, Yuri hastily threw some dirty clothes into the bathroom that was connected to his room before picking up the few odd and end things that had been scattered about on his floor. He was a bit messy after all and with the boy he liked coming over, he didn’t want to show that horrible trait, especially with it being the first time someone else was in his room besides himself. First impressions matter … even if it was just a bedroom
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Yuma knew it would be a bit weird for Yuri to just see him kinda floating in midair but there was really little to no choice in the matter as far as that since there was no place to stand, hovering outside a second story window. It would have been really romantic to have maybe a rose bush or Sakura trees but just being here would have to do. He thought about what Yuri's room would look like and felt nearly like an average sixteen year old waiting for the one he loved to open the ... okay ... window and let him in
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“I missed you too … a lot.” he had said back softly, his hands gripping a bit onto the fabric of the black hoodie that Yuma was wearing. “Missed you a lot.” he was already being clinging but he didn’t really care he just hoped that Yuma wouldn’t care either, thinking he didn’t at all in the least. Pulling away slightly to look up at the other he gave a soft sigh and a small smile, letting his fingers drift from the others’ back up to his cheek, feeling the cool flesh.
“Had an eventful day…was kind of scared of not seeing you ever again..” he announced with a small frown, his body moving back to the bed to sit on the edge as his fingers interlaced with the larger ones, pulling Yuma closer, looking up into the bright eyes that even seemed to shine in such a dark place. “Can you feel things about me since you took my blood?” he asked the question straight out, wanting to know the truth of the situation that he was brought into earlier that evening at the book store.
He couldn't help but smile at the words spoken back to him, the way that Yuri clung to him. Letting his face brush against the softness of the others' hair, the vampire inhaled deeply, trying to not seem too obvious but he was after all standing here sniffing this poor boy up, but then again, he rather doubted that Yuri actually cared to much about that face since he was clinging as if his very life depended on it. "Sorry.." he commented on the fact that his flesh was still chilled
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Licking at the blood that dripped on his tongue Yuma's body was already afire from lust and the need to taste more, to have all of this incredibly small boy's body. His hand moving more over the thickness of Yuri's length, moaning at the way the blood coagulated on his tongue and the way the mass felt in his hand, already knowing he had to have more even if it meant risking not only his own life but the doll's existance as well. He wanted no harm to come to Shintaro, he cared so deeply for the boy but there was nothing, nothing compared to the way he felt when he was with this sweet changling. The way Yuri felt, the thoughts in his head. His actions
( ... )
The words that were coming from Yuma’s lips heated his body more than anything, something about the way that Yuma talked to him and the way the words were formed and seemed to echo inside his head had his heart beating so quickly that he was thinking he was close to a heart attack, a very good heart attack. Everything inside him was spinning once again, his body, his mind, his control had all fell to the mercy of the boy above him, he was giving Yuma everything that there was of him to give and he didn’t want to go back at all even as Yuma reassured him that he would stay there and be his everything
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"You already are everything that I have ever wanted, baby.." Yuma assured the boy, hearing the echoed thoughts of a heart attack, the happiness of that single thought rippling through him in such amazing ways. Everything he was feeling magnified ten-fold with his own state and the blood mingling together. The blood of the changling, always so intoxicating in so many ways. It was all Yuma could do, tearing at the boys throat, tasting him, drinking from him so deeply this way. There was nothing else but this boy and this moment. This hunger inside them both needing to be sustained. "I need you
( ... )
Never in a million years he thought he would be in this position, his mind and body succumbing so willingly to a vampire with just a simple look his way. Everything seemed to be flowing so freely now. His body, his mind, his blood..everything. There wasn’t nothing holding them back in this moment besides the waking of his aunt as he tried to muffle his sounds even though Yuma reassured him it would be okay and not to hold back. He simply nodded at the words, letting the moans free as he clung tighter, his fingers working harder and faster over the thickness as his heart thudded loudly against his chest, echoing into his ears
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“Had an eventful day…was kind of scared of not seeing you ever again..” he announced with a small frown, his body moving back to the bed to sit on the edge as his fingers interlaced with the larger ones, pulling Yuma closer, looking up into the bright eyes that even seemed to shine in such a dark place. “Can you feel things about me since you took my blood?” he asked the question straight out, wanting to know the truth of the situation that he was brought into earlier that evening at the book store.
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