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Title: After Dark
Rating: 18
Genre: Supernatural Horror
Band: Mejibray
Pairing: Koichi x MiA
Summary: The sun protects us, a shining beacon that has kept the darkness at bay. Evil fears it, for the light is their weakness and they shun it. Even the sun can't protect me now, nothing can. Except perhaps for the man I know only as 'Koichi'.
Author's Note: New chapters every Monday and Friday. (This chapter posted early as I'm not sure if I can get online tomorrow.)
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
New Chapter:
Chapter Three
“Breakfast,” Meto explained, as he tossed a handful of packaged foods on the bed, and left me alone once more. I'd slept through the entire day, waking up only after the sun had gone down. Koichi had left 'on an errand' that evening, or should I say morning? My days were twisted in reverse, though I began to understand why Koichi had only ever agreed to night time dates, turning down any options of meeting during the day with excuses, that now seemed glaringly weak. Still terrified of Meto, I had locked myself in the bathroom at first and gone about my normal morning routine. I'd borrowed some of Koichi's clothes after my shower, hoping that he wouldn't mind. In all honestly, both Koichi and myself were just a little bit vain. I was sure he would want me to keep up with my usual beauty routine. It's why I had taken the time to shave the stubble from my face, and style my hair into very loose curls, just enough to look like natural waves.
By the time Meto had thrown the food at me, I was both starving and bored. It was a welcome distraction, though I had to turn up my nose at what had been offered me. Crisps, chocolate and a can of coke wasn't the breakfast I had been hoping for.
'He won't hurt you, Koichi wouldn't allow it,” I reminded myself as I sliped out of the room to have a look at the kitchen area. The fridge is filled with nothing but bottles of what can only be the cloned blood that he had mentioned previously. It's a relief to see, if just a little unnerving, as it meant Koichi didn't hunt humans for their blood. At least not since the clone blood had been created. Even so, this blood was the cause of all my problems. Had it never been invented, there surely wouldn't be the number of vampires around that there was now.
“He only has junk,” Meto called over, “You're lucky he eats any human food at all.”
“I should have known,” I muttered. Helping myself to a glass of water before returning to the false safety of the bedroom. Had I even been allowed out of this room? I wished I knew the limits. With a sigh I ate crisps for breakfast, the water the only healthy part of the meal, and exercised as best as I could without any equipment. I was so bored that it was actually a relief when Koichi returned. I heard Meto scold him for the lack of food, before he left himself. Presumably to raid a supermarket or something. As scary as Meto was, he did seem to have more sense than Koichi.
I recognised the two suitcases dumped onto the bed, they were my own, which meant Koichi had been in my apartment going through my things. It felt like a breech of privacy, especially as I knew the only way he could have even know the address was by searching through my wallet for ID. I wanted to freak out at him, but my desire to survive kept my mouth shut.
“I'll make some space for your clothes,” Koichi reassured me, though he frowned as he tried to figure out where. Eventually he managed to clear enough space and began to hang up my clothes besides his own, or add my things to the two drawers he had cleared. At first I refused to help, hating him for what he had done. He could have asked, or taken me with him, instead he had simply helped himself. My silence said more than any words, but I couldn't keep it as I saw what lay at the bottom of the first suitcase.
“Why the hell did you pack these?!” I demanded, as I blushed bright red. He'd only found my collection of sex toys and gone and packed them. Two dildos, a vibrator, three gags and a small collection of bondage restraints were a small fraction of what I had owned, but it was enough to make me feel ashamed. If you hadn't guessed, I was rather kinky in the bedroom, and so it seemed was Koichi.
“So we can have fun,” Koichi protested, “You have no idea how happy I was to see this! You're going to be the perfect partner, I think. It is you who likes being tied up?”
“I'm a switch,” I muttered. In all aspects, I liked to experiment when it came to sex.
“That tells me nothing,” Koichi complained, “What do you like? Don't you want it to be good?”
“I like it consensual,” I replied.
“Well obviously!” Koichi exclaimed. I'd upset him, I realised, taken back by the way he was sulking. Perhaps he cared for me, more than I had realised. I picked up a framed photo of my parents and I let out a careful breath. He'd brought this to try and make me feel at home. In his own way, he was doing his best to keep me happy. I felt selfish for being so ungrateful. Koichi had saved my life, and was doing his best to make me comfortable here. It was the circumstances that were messed up, tainting our relationship with a blood red stain.
“I don't like pain,” I eventually spoke up, “Or humiliation, or anything extreme. I just like being restricted, or having someone at my mercy. I'm a switch.” I finished with a shrug.
“OK!” Koichi said with a smile, “Only, there will be some pain when I bite you.”
“Right,” I replied, for a moment I had forgotten that he was a vampire. “How much blood do you take anyway?”
“Not enough to worry about,” Koichi reassured me. “You need to trust me, MiA I swear I'm doing my best to keep you safe. Other vampires wouldn't be so kind.”
“You're keeping me safe for selfish reasons.” I accused.
“Do the reasons matter?” Koichi asked. I noted that he didn't deny my accusations. He wanted fresh blood, from a willing source. I wanted protection and home comforts. This whole agreement was selfish from both ends.
Meto returned with a shopping trolley filled to the brim with food. Koichi had no freezer, but there was enough canned food and dried goods to last a long time. Hanging from the back was a shopping bag filled with meat, fruit and vegetables. That would last a couple of weeks, at most, but the rest would last for months. Behind me Koichi was complaining that Meto had only shopped for me, which I took to mean Meto had failed to bring home any chocolate. To placate him I handed over the chocolate Meto had tried to feed me for breakfast, and taking advantage of his good mood went to prepare myself a proper meal for lunch.
I was allowed to eat in peace, mostly ignoring the vampire's conversation about the state of things outside. It sounded horrific, to be quite honest, but for my own well being I detached myself from the outside world. My life was in this apartment now, nothing outside concerned me.
Having finished lunch I went to unpack the second suitcase, noticing for the first time that Koichi hadn't bothered to pack anything that I wouldn't usually wear for a date. My old jeans were missing, as were two pairs of tracksuit bottoms and all of my comfy hoodies and t-shirts. He'd managed to pack a pair of very short PVC shorts though, which had been bought for me as a joke, as well as the better half of my underwear collection. Without being told I understood, I was to dress as if on a date at all times.
When Koichi entered the room, having finally convinced Meto to go back to the shop and fill another trolley with the junk food he wanted, I had finally finished unpacking all of my things. If he was surprised that I had been so helpful, he didn't say anything on the matter. Without a word he took the suitcases, stashing them somewhere before returning once more.
“We need to discuss the rules,” Koichi declared, sitting on the bed with his back resting against the headrest. Again I could run, again I knew it would be foolish to do so. “I want you to feel at home, but as you've seen, it's not safe to leave. At night, as long as Meto or I are around, you can wander wherever you please. During the day, you can use the bathroom and the bedroom only. At no point do I want to see you opening the curtains, or hanging around near the windows or door.”
“For my own protection,” I said, keeping most of the sarcasm out of my tone.
“I could keep you in the cellar,” Koichi warned. He did have a cellar, not that I'd been in there. It was a small empty room that, from what I had seen, was where he had dumped a pile of unwanted junk and an old sofa. “It would be safer.”
“If I don't behave, I get locked away?” I asked. “What does Meto think of that?”
“Meto works for me,” Koichi warned, “Don't take our friendship the wrong way. He follows my orders, and would never betray me.”
“Right,” I replied slowly. My brain turning over everything I was being told. “Am I allowed to get food during the day?”
“No,” Koichi replied, “Unless it's already in here. You can get water from the bathroom sink, at least while we have a steady water supply.”
“You think the water might run out?” I ask, to my surprise Koichi nodded.
“Vampires are selfish creatures, myself included,” Koichi explained, “We do nothing outside our own interests. It's quite possible that the basic utilities might cut out at any point. That being said, it seems like a few clans have joined forces to keep them running with human slaves. You have no idea how lucky you are MiA.” I was lucky? In a way I was. Whilst other humans were on the run, being kept as slaves or simply farmed for their blood, I was kept in comfort with a vampire that was affectionate enough not to cause any real harm.
“I know this is the best option available to me,” I replied. It was the right answer, for the one thing Koichi could relate to most, was a person acting in their own best interest.
“Exactly,” Koichi said with a grin, “Obviously you need to be civil to Meto and myself, and as neither of us know how to cook that will be your responsibility. Other than that, I just need you to take care of yourself. Don't become an eyesore. I can't stand ugly things in my home.”
That was rich, taking into count the way Meto presented himself. I wanted to say something on the matter, but I kept my opinions to myself. Koichi however knew me just well enough that he could tell there was something that I wanted to say.
“And what exactly are you applying isn't to your taste?” Koichi demanded.
“Nothing,” I quickly reassured him. “Only, your home is so well decorated, and you never look like an eyesore, to use your words, which makes me wonder.”
“About Meto?” Koichi finished, “He's beautiful in his own way. It would do no good for my bodyguard to look like us now would it? Who would be scared of a pretty boy like you?”
“I've been told my gaze can be too intense, that it unnerves people,” I replied, making Koichi laugh.
“It doesn't unnerve me,” Koichi answered, his lips brushing against my own. I freeze, as my mind rejected the vampire's touch, whilst my body could only scream 'yes!'. He was a good kisser, his lips soft and sweet with hints of chocolate. Of course, I had given him that bar. I wrapped my arms around him, allowing the kiss to deepen.
We broke apart, my legs feeling weak as he led me to the bed. It was happening, I thought, my body tense from the anxiety that raced through me. I'd agree to this, but I certainly didn't want it.
“Please, don't fear me,” Koichi pleaded. His lips moved to my neck, which he kissed tenderly. I felt his fangs against the skin, though they didn't break the surface. I didn't move a muscle, but much to my surprise he didn't bite me. He pulled away, his ruby eyes watching me without emotion. “I'll do nothing to you, that I don't believe you want.” he reassured me. He kissed my lips once more, a gentle kiss before he moved away. He wore his vampire face still, but the more I adjusted to him like this, the less monstrous he appeared.
Taking my hand he brought two of my fingers to his mouth, encouraging me to touch. Gently I traced a finger along his lips, testing the point of his fang against my finger. It was sharper than I thought, drawing blood. I pull my hand away and stare at the ruby drop, surprised when Koichi only handed me a tissue to prevent blood getting on his white bedsheets.
Maybe he wasn't hungry, I thought as we kissed once more. He moved back to my neck, kissing me gently. He tilted my head to provide more of my neck and his tongue gently licked the entire length. My body shivered in pleasure, despite myself, which clearly pleased him.
He helped me out of the t-shirt I had helped myself to before, and his tongue traced over my left nipple as his fingers played with my right. I let out a soft gasp of pleasure, my mind in tune with my body now. I wanted him, I needed him. Every dirty thought I had ever had about him returns to the surface. Even his red eyes do nothing to tame my need, because whilst red is the colour of danger and blood, it's also the colour of love and passion. It was the second that I saw in the vampire's gaze.
He moves back up, kissing my neck once more. Fear and lust were racing through me in equal measures now as Koichi bit me for the first time. It hurt, like a sting, but his bite isn't deep. Blood wells to the surface, wet against my dry skin, and the vampire licks the spilled drops. It feels good now, I'm almost ashamed to admit just how much. The vampire was probably in heaven, I thought, just as Koichi pulled back and spat the blood out onto the bed he had tried so carefully to keep clean.
Rating: 18
Genre: Supernatural Horror
Band: Mejibray
Pairing: Koichi x MiA
Summary: The sun protects us, a shining beacon that has kept the darkness at bay. Evil fears it, for the light is their weakness and they shun it. Even the sun can't protect me now, nothing can. Except perhaps for the man I know only as 'Koichi'.
Author's Note: New chapters every Monday and Friday. (This chapter posted early as I'm not sure if I can get online tomorrow.)
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
New Chapter:
Chapter Three
“Breakfast,” Meto explained, as he tossed a handful of packaged foods on the bed, and left me alone once more. I'd slept through the entire day, waking up only after the sun had gone down. Koichi had left 'on an errand' that evening, or should I say morning? My days were twisted in reverse, though I began to understand why Koichi had only ever agreed to night time dates, turning down any options of meeting during the day with excuses, that now seemed glaringly weak. Still terrified of Meto, I had locked myself in the bathroom at first and gone about my normal morning routine. I'd borrowed some of Koichi's clothes after my shower, hoping that he wouldn't mind. In all honestly, both Koichi and myself were just a little bit vain. I was sure he would want me to keep up with my usual beauty routine. It's why I had taken the time to shave the stubble from my face, and style my hair into very loose curls, just enough to look like natural waves.
By the time Meto had thrown the food at me, I was both starving and bored. It was a welcome distraction, though I had to turn up my nose at what had been offered me. Crisps, chocolate and a can of coke wasn't the breakfast I had been hoping for.
'He won't hurt you, Koichi wouldn't allow it,” I reminded myself as I sliped out of the room to have a look at the kitchen area. The fridge is filled with nothing but bottles of what can only be the cloned blood that he had mentioned previously. It's a relief to see, if just a little unnerving, as it meant Koichi didn't hunt humans for their blood. At least not since the clone blood had been created. Even so, this blood was the cause of all my problems. Had it never been invented, there surely wouldn't be the number of vampires around that there was now.
“He only has junk,” Meto called over, “You're lucky he eats any human food at all.”
“I should have known,” I muttered. Helping myself to a glass of water before returning to the false safety of the bedroom. Had I even been allowed out of this room? I wished I knew the limits. With a sigh I ate crisps for breakfast, the water the only healthy part of the meal, and exercised as best as I could without any equipment. I was so bored that it was actually a relief when Koichi returned. I heard Meto scold him for the lack of food, before he left himself. Presumably to raid a supermarket or something. As scary as Meto was, he did seem to have more sense than Koichi.
I recognised the two suitcases dumped onto the bed, they were my own, which meant Koichi had been in my apartment going through my things. It felt like a breech of privacy, especially as I knew the only way he could have even know the address was by searching through my wallet for ID. I wanted to freak out at him, but my desire to survive kept my mouth shut.
“I'll make some space for your clothes,” Koichi reassured me, though he frowned as he tried to figure out where. Eventually he managed to clear enough space and began to hang up my clothes besides his own, or add my things to the two drawers he had cleared. At first I refused to help, hating him for what he had done. He could have asked, or taken me with him, instead he had simply helped himself. My silence said more than any words, but I couldn't keep it as I saw what lay at the bottom of the first suitcase.
“Why the hell did you pack these?!” I demanded, as I blushed bright red. He'd only found my collection of sex toys and gone and packed them. Two dildos, a vibrator, three gags and a small collection of bondage restraints were a small fraction of what I had owned, but it was enough to make me feel ashamed. If you hadn't guessed, I was rather kinky in the bedroom, and so it seemed was Koichi.
“So we can have fun,” Koichi protested, “You have no idea how happy I was to see this! You're going to be the perfect partner, I think. It is you who likes being tied up?”
“I'm a switch,” I muttered. In all aspects, I liked to experiment when it came to sex.
“That tells me nothing,” Koichi complained, “What do you like? Don't you want it to be good?”
“I like it consensual,” I replied.
“Well obviously!” Koichi exclaimed. I'd upset him, I realised, taken back by the way he was sulking. Perhaps he cared for me, more than I had realised. I picked up a framed photo of my parents and I let out a careful breath. He'd brought this to try and make me feel at home. In his own way, he was doing his best to keep me happy. I felt selfish for being so ungrateful. Koichi had saved my life, and was doing his best to make me comfortable here. It was the circumstances that were messed up, tainting our relationship with a blood red stain.
“I don't like pain,” I eventually spoke up, “Or humiliation, or anything extreme. I just like being restricted, or having someone at my mercy. I'm a switch.” I finished with a shrug.
“OK!” Koichi said with a smile, “Only, there will be some pain when I bite you.”
“Right,” I replied, for a moment I had forgotten that he was a vampire. “How much blood do you take anyway?”
“Not enough to worry about,” Koichi reassured me. “You need to trust me, MiA I swear I'm doing my best to keep you safe. Other vampires wouldn't be so kind.”
“You're keeping me safe for selfish reasons.” I accused.
“Do the reasons matter?” Koichi asked. I noted that he didn't deny my accusations. He wanted fresh blood, from a willing source. I wanted protection and home comforts. This whole agreement was selfish from both ends.
Meto returned with a shopping trolley filled to the brim with food. Koichi had no freezer, but there was enough canned food and dried goods to last a long time. Hanging from the back was a shopping bag filled with meat, fruit and vegetables. That would last a couple of weeks, at most, but the rest would last for months. Behind me Koichi was complaining that Meto had only shopped for me, which I took to mean Meto had failed to bring home any chocolate. To placate him I handed over the chocolate Meto had tried to feed me for breakfast, and taking advantage of his good mood went to prepare myself a proper meal for lunch.
I was allowed to eat in peace, mostly ignoring the vampire's conversation about the state of things outside. It sounded horrific, to be quite honest, but for my own well being I detached myself from the outside world. My life was in this apartment now, nothing outside concerned me.
Having finished lunch I went to unpack the second suitcase, noticing for the first time that Koichi hadn't bothered to pack anything that I wouldn't usually wear for a date. My old jeans were missing, as were two pairs of tracksuit bottoms and all of my comfy hoodies and t-shirts. He'd managed to pack a pair of very short PVC shorts though, which had been bought for me as a joke, as well as the better half of my underwear collection. Without being told I understood, I was to dress as if on a date at all times.
When Koichi entered the room, having finally convinced Meto to go back to the shop and fill another trolley with the junk food he wanted, I had finally finished unpacking all of my things. If he was surprised that I had been so helpful, he didn't say anything on the matter. Without a word he took the suitcases, stashing them somewhere before returning once more.
“We need to discuss the rules,” Koichi declared, sitting on the bed with his back resting against the headrest. Again I could run, again I knew it would be foolish to do so. “I want you to feel at home, but as you've seen, it's not safe to leave. At night, as long as Meto or I are around, you can wander wherever you please. During the day, you can use the bathroom and the bedroom only. At no point do I want to see you opening the curtains, or hanging around near the windows or door.”
“For my own protection,” I said, keeping most of the sarcasm out of my tone.
“I could keep you in the cellar,” Koichi warned. He did have a cellar, not that I'd been in there. It was a small empty room that, from what I had seen, was where he had dumped a pile of unwanted junk and an old sofa. “It would be safer.”
“If I don't behave, I get locked away?” I asked. “What does Meto think of that?”
“Meto works for me,” Koichi warned, “Don't take our friendship the wrong way. He follows my orders, and would never betray me.”
“Right,” I replied slowly. My brain turning over everything I was being told. “Am I allowed to get food during the day?”
“No,” Koichi replied, “Unless it's already in here. You can get water from the bathroom sink, at least while we have a steady water supply.”
“You think the water might run out?” I ask, to my surprise Koichi nodded.
“Vampires are selfish creatures, myself included,” Koichi explained, “We do nothing outside our own interests. It's quite possible that the basic utilities might cut out at any point. That being said, it seems like a few clans have joined forces to keep them running with human slaves. You have no idea how lucky you are MiA.” I was lucky? In a way I was. Whilst other humans were on the run, being kept as slaves or simply farmed for their blood, I was kept in comfort with a vampire that was affectionate enough not to cause any real harm.
“I know this is the best option available to me,” I replied. It was the right answer, for the one thing Koichi could relate to most, was a person acting in their own best interest.
“Exactly,” Koichi said with a grin, “Obviously you need to be civil to Meto and myself, and as neither of us know how to cook that will be your responsibility. Other than that, I just need you to take care of yourself. Don't become an eyesore. I can't stand ugly things in my home.”
That was rich, taking into count the way Meto presented himself. I wanted to say something on the matter, but I kept my opinions to myself. Koichi however knew me just well enough that he could tell there was something that I wanted to say.
“And what exactly are you applying isn't to your taste?” Koichi demanded.
“Nothing,” I quickly reassured him. “Only, your home is so well decorated, and you never look like an eyesore, to use your words, which makes me wonder.”
“About Meto?” Koichi finished, “He's beautiful in his own way. It would do no good for my bodyguard to look like us now would it? Who would be scared of a pretty boy like you?”
“I've been told my gaze can be too intense, that it unnerves people,” I replied, making Koichi laugh.
“It doesn't unnerve me,” Koichi answered, his lips brushing against my own. I freeze, as my mind rejected the vampire's touch, whilst my body could only scream 'yes!'. He was a good kisser, his lips soft and sweet with hints of chocolate. Of course, I had given him that bar. I wrapped my arms around him, allowing the kiss to deepen.
We broke apart, my legs feeling weak as he led me to the bed. It was happening, I thought, my body tense from the anxiety that raced through me. I'd agree to this, but I certainly didn't want it.
“Please, don't fear me,” Koichi pleaded. His lips moved to my neck, which he kissed tenderly. I felt his fangs against the skin, though they didn't break the surface. I didn't move a muscle, but much to my surprise he didn't bite me. He pulled away, his ruby eyes watching me without emotion. “I'll do nothing to you, that I don't believe you want.” he reassured me. He kissed my lips once more, a gentle kiss before he moved away. He wore his vampire face still, but the more I adjusted to him like this, the less monstrous he appeared.
Taking my hand he brought two of my fingers to his mouth, encouraging me to touch. Gently I traced a finger along his lips, testing the point of his fang against my finger. It was sharper than I thought, drawing blood. I pull my hand away and stare at the ruby drop, surprised when Koichi only handed me a tissue to prevent blood getting on his white bedsheets.
Maybe he wasn't hungry, I thought as we kissed once more. He moved back to my neck, kissing me gently. He tilted my head to provide more of my neck and his tongue gently licked the entire length. My body shivered in pleasure, despite myself, which clearly pleased him.
He helped me out of the t-shirt I had helped myself to before, and his tongue traced over my left nipple as his fingers played with my right. I let out a soft gasp of pleasure, my mind in tune with my body now. I wanted him, I needed him. Every dirty thought I had ever had about him returns to the surface. Even his red eyes do nothing to tame my need, because whilst red is the colour of danger and blood, it's also the colour of love and passion. It was the second that I saw in the vampire's gaze.
He moves back up, kissing my neck once more. Fear and lust were racing through me in equal measures now as Koichi bit me for the first time. It hurt, like a sting, but his bite isn't deep. Blood wells to the surface, wet against my dry skin, and the vampire licks the spilled drops. It feels good now, I'm almost ashamed to admit just how much. The vampire was probably in heaven, I thought, just as Koichi pulled back and spat the blood out onto the bed he had tried so carefully to keep clean.