Falling Snow
Onew's eyelids fluttered, and he looked unfocused at the window. The snow fell so slowly, he thought, like tiny little white feathers. It didn't look cold to him, not cold like the touch on his bare hips, or the mouth on his bleeding chest.
He breathed slowly, and carefully, and felt a strange ecstasy as his blood was taken from him, and was too well aware it didn't belong to him. He just kept his attention on that snow, and felt cold even as his skin flushed.
"You continue.." Noh said deeply as he lifted his head, "to make this difficult on yourself, by closing your mind to me. Look at me, Onew."
Onew didn't want to. He'd learned very well, though, not to disobey. He frowned at the window, giving it a solemn and silent goodbye before he looked at the vampire above him. His face remained a frown, though his resolve was fast to fade as he looked into the vampire's misleadingly kind eyes.
The man was a monster, Onew knew too well, that much was in the blood that marked his lips, but the man loved him. If only, Onew thought, that meant that the vampire wanted him happy. If only that meant he could return to his real family...
"Let me see your tongue." Noh said.
Onew closed his eyes before he obeyed, well aware of the perversion to come. He tasted his own blood on the vampire's lips, and held as still as he could manage as the mouth used the tip of his tongue.
"Relax, Onew."
That was an order he still wasn't used to following. He opened his eyes again, half cringing. "I can't." he said, voice a whisper.
"Put your legs around me."
Onew's eyes shut again as he followed orders with another cringe. Noh's own nudity was all too obvious, and just like that he'd drawn himself into the man, felt him way too much against himself. The vampire was already half hard, Onew supposed from drinking his blood, and what was to come was going to feel good, humiliatingly good, and wrong and awful at the same time.
"Open your eyes, Onew."
Onew did so hesitantly, hating the harsh eyes that looked back at him. "Please don't." he begged.
"We're not doing anything right now." Noh said, his confident voice contrasting with Onew's weak whispers. "Stay quiet."
Onew nodded, fighting not to let his gaze slip from Noh's face. As much as he hated looking, he had to be strong. Somehow, this was being strong. Somehow, even this took all of his strength.
Noh's cool fingers creeped up to his cheek, and he asked Onew a very surprising question, that being, "What do you want to do?"
See my family, was what Onew wanted to say, but he didn't say anything at all. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, and he looked closely at Noh, who gave him a slight smirk. "With me, right now. Where do you want me to touch you? Or do you want to try touching me?" His brow raised with his question, and Onew's wide innocent eyes stared up at him, unsure.
He didn't want any touching to be done at all, but he wasn't about to make Noh angry by saying so. So he was still, and quiet, and staring, until Noh trailed those cool fingers down his torso and lower, until the fingers wrapped around him and sent a jolt through Onew that had him jerking into motion, his hands slapping onto Noh's shoulders.
"Tell me, Onew."
Onew didn't tell him, though. He testingly moved his hands over Noh's shoulders, his eyes still wide while they moved down onto his chest. When he touched Noh, he could feel good too. If this would be forced on him, then was it a crime to enjoy it? Maybe not, but to participate in it, wasn't that bad?
Still, resisting.. it's tiresome.
He breathed slowly, and carefully, and felt a strange ecstasy as his blood was taken from him, and was too well aware it didn't belong to him. He just kept his attention on that snow, and felt cold even as his skin flushed.
"You continue.." Noh said deeply as he lifted his head, "to make this difficult on yourself, by closing your mind to me. Look at me, Onew."
Onew didn't want to. He'd learned very well, though, not to disobey. He frowned at the window, giving it a solemn and silent goodbye before he looked at the vampire above him. His face remained a frown, though his resolve was fast to fade as he looked into the vampire's misleadingly kind eyes.
The man was a monster, Onew knew too well, that much was in the blood that marked his lips, but the man loved him. If only, Onew thought, that meant that the vampire wanted him happy. If only that meant he could return to his real family...
"Let me see your tongue." Noh said.
Onew closed his eyes before he obeyed, well aware of the perversion to come. He tasted his own blood on the vampire's lips, and held as still as he could manage as the mouth used the tip of his tongue.
"Relax, Onew."
That was an order he still wasn't used to following. He opened his eyes again, half cringing. "I can't." he said, voice a whisper.
"Put your legs around me."
Onew's eyes shut again as he followed orders with another cringe. Noh's own nudity was all too obvious, and just like that he'd drawn himself into the man, felt him way too much against himself. The vampire was already half hard, Onew supposed from drinking his blood, and what was to come was going to feel good, humiliatingly good, and wrong and awful at the same time.
"Open your eyes, Onew."
Onew did so hesitantly, hating the harsh eyes that looked back at him. "Please don't." he begged.
"We're not doing anything right now." Noh said, his confident voice contrasting with Onew's weak whispers. "Stay quiet."
Onew nodded, fighting not to let his gaze slip from Noh's face. As much as he hated looking, he had to be strong. Somehow, this was being strong. Somehow, even this took all of his strength.
Noh's cool fingers creeped up to his cheek, and he asked Onew a very surprising question, that being, "What do you want to do?"
See my family, was what Onew wanted to say, but he didn't say anything at all. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, and he looked closely at Noh, who gave him a slight smirk. "With me, right now. Where do you want me to touch you? Or do you want to try touching me?" His brow raised with his question, and Onew's wide innocent eyes stared up at him, unsure.
He didn't want any touching to be done at all, but he wasn't about to make Noh angry by saying so. So he was still, and quiet, and staring, until Noh trailed those cool fingers down his torso and lower, until the fingers wrapped around him and sent a jolt through Onew that had him jerking into motion, his hands slapping onto Noh's shoulders.
"Tell me, Onew."
Onew didn't tell him, though. He testingly moved his hands over Noh's shoulders, his eyes still wide while they moved down onto his chest. When he touched Noh, he could feel good too. If this would be forced on him, then was it a crime to enjoy it? Maybe not, but to participate in it, wasn't that bad?
Still, resisting.. it's tiresome.