First Blood (1/2)
"I bet you feel really thirsty, right?" Leeteuk said, changing the subject quite suddenly.
Kyuhyun began to shake, he hadn't noticed it until Leeteuk had pointed it out, far too confused to even think straight before.
He was thirsty, in fact not only did it feel like he hadn't eaten in days, it felt like he hadn't drank in weeks, his mouth was dry, and getting dryer as he stood there, his tongue feeling uncomfortable in his own mouth.
It felt like he couldn't get enough saliva to wet his mouth. It was an intense feeling that grew by the second, his mouth and stomach screaming for what it wanted.
And Kyuhyun got the feeling he knew exactly what he needed. Blood.
"Oh god" he covered his mouth, and stared at Leeteuk, wondering if he could move fast enough to get a drink from the dark angel, probably not.
Leeteuk smirked. "You didn't notice it until I said something, huh? Sorry. But now that the thirst is first and foremost in your mind we should go."
He paused and glanced back. "By the way, I would advise against drinking my blood. Only human blood can satiate your thirst, so it would be pointless." He took Kyuhyun by the wrist and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, let's go."
Kyuhyun huffed in annoyance, forgetting yet again that this man could hear his thoughts. He wouldn't be able to sneak up on this guy at all, though knowing that his blood would do him no good took the edge of wanting to bite him it didn't take the edge of needing to sink his teeth into something.
Without hesitation he let Leeteuk take him, to wherever it was that he would be able to satiate his thirst.
Out of pure nerves he hadn't even noticed when he was knawing on his own knuckle, a nervous gesture he had before turned on it's head when he broke the skin. A delicious coppery taste that should have disgusted him on his tongue.
It only made the situation worse though, his mouth now in extreme despiration for more.
Leeteuk noticed Kyuhyun nibbling on his finger and sighed. "Don't do that, it doesn't help at all, really."
Knowing exactly where he should go, Leeteuk dragged Kyuhyun out of the building and down the streets of Seoul, heading back to where he had found Kyuhyun the night before. It was here that drunken men usually slept after a night of hard drinking at the surrounding bars, and drunken ones were always easiest to subdue.
Leeteuk spotted one immediately, slumped against the wall with his head lolling to one side. He looked young, around Kyuhyun's age, but the only think Leeteuk cared about was the fact that he was human.
"Here." Leeteuk shoved Kyuhyun toward the unconscious man. "Drink, but don't kill him."
A strange smell filled Kyuhyun's nostrils, he could smell the dank smell of the alley more than he remembered being able to smell it before, on top of that he could smell something that was a lot like his own blood, when he realized where he was, it became obvious that he was in fact smelling his own blood, long dried from days before.
It made his nerves run on fire, knowing that he had lost his previous life here, and was about to take his first drink. This alleyway was full of firsts and lasts for him.
"Please, like I'll kill him" he scoffed, feeling his hunger guide his body forward, to the smell of the man that looked to wasted to know what was going to happen.
"Hey" he got the mans attention, making him stand a little, he was very young, around his own age, and very sweet in the face, he reminded him a lot of Sungmin really.
The thought of the man that broke his heart made his belly flare in heat, it made him want to sink his teeth into the boy in front of him, for more than just hunger, but for his own personal revenge.
If he didn't already know he was a vampire these thoughts would have scared him. He was normally a cold person, but viscious? He never used to want to hurt anyone before.
The man looked up at him in bewilderment as Kyuhyun grabbed his head and tilted his neck slightly, the mans head lolling to the side as if he couldn't hold it up.
"Sorry about this" Kyuhyun said without not much remorse, feeling his fangs almost ache in a way that drew his attention to them finally. He couldn't take it and immediately sunk his teeth into the drunkards throat.
He had thought this would be easy, bite him, drink a little and pull away. Not killing him as instructed. But the initial burst of warm fluid into his mouth was like liquid sex, electricity and ecstacy dancing on his tongue and sliding down his throat.
Kyuhyun couldn't help the satisfied moan that came from him, muffled and bubbled against the blood that flowed into his mouth as he dug his fangs in harder.
He didn't want to pull away. It was too good. He couldn't pull away.
Leeteuk hissed in annoyance, Kyuhyun had already drunk his fill, but he hadn't stopped. The man he was holding looked weak and pale, Kyuhyun was going to kill him if he didn't stop.
Stepping forward, Leeteuk moved so he was in Kyuhyun's line of sight, spreading his wings and baring his fangs.
"Stop." He snarled. "That's enough."
Kyuhyun saw the wings before he head him snarl and stumbled back in fright, almost lunging forward again when his mouth complained instantly at the lack of the sweet blood on his tongue.
"I stopped!" he raised his hands defensively, stumbling backwards, shaking lightly not in fright, but in effort not to continue drinking. It was very difficult.
Out of the corner of his eye Leeteuk saw the man Kyuhyun had been drinking from slump to the ground weakly, but he was still alive. He would live. And he would have no memory of what had happened.
Leeteuk stalked forward and grabbed Kyuhyun. "You have to keep control." Leeteuk said. "If you can't . . . then I'll have to dispose of you." He released the younger man, folding his wings back into place.
"Come on. I have a few errands to run."
Kyuhyun was full of questions, as he followed after Leeteuk. He couldn't help that he couldn't stop until he was frightened off, he literally couldn't control it, the pleasures of it all, the assault to his senses. It was amazing and he found himself not even wanting to stop.
"Dispose of me?" he hurried his steps after Leeteuk, knowing that he had to follow him or be reprimanded.
He would have to follow him during his errands, he didn't know why he needed him, why he protected him, honestly he just felt like a pet right now. A pet that owed his life, or what he could call this existence to Leeteuk.
Leeteuk glared at him. "Vampires who can't control their urges become dangerous . . . wild. All they can think about is blood. Drinking blood, smelling blood, tasting blood. It becomes the pinnacle of their existence." He hesitated before continuing. "It is my job, as a dark angel and creator of vampires in the first place, to kill those who lose themselves."
He smiled suddenly. "Of course, if you can control yourself, you won't have to worry about that."
He knew Kyuhyun was probably still confused, but he didn't feel like explaining anymore.
"By the way." He said as a final comment. "Even though you may feel like it here, you're not my pet." He sighed. "Truthfully, I think it's the other way around."
Leeteuk's words did nothing to soothe his fear of the man, he wondered if he were left to feed on his own if he would stop, if he would even want to stop the warm flood of electricity that danced on his tongue. He didn't know, and he didn't want to think what would happen if he lost himself in the addiction that is blood.
"Hey! Stop doing that!" Kyuhyun scrunched his nose up "reading my thoughts is really freaky..." he added, wiping some blood off his chin and eagerly lapping at his fingers to get the remaining taste on his tongue.
"And anyways, I only feel like that because you're dragging me around like I'm on a leash, giving me orders... that and you can chose to kill me at any moment..." he thought he should just voice his opinion out loud, since Leeteuk would hear either way.
He didn't see how Leeteuk would be feeling like his pet, it wasn't like he had any control of what was going on.
"It's not like I can control it." Leeteuk said grumpily. "Ever since . . . well, it just happens on it's own. Really, it's annoying. That's why I prefer staying away from large crowds." He massaged his temples.
Why am I talking with him so easily?