Hazelnut

Taehyung is a fucking weirdo. He's probably much worse, actually, but right now he's only willing to label himself as weird. He knows this is weird even though lots of people come here and do it often, but he’s not supposed to and his neck has probably been passed around between too many mouths in this ironically upscale joint despite the seedy, low lighting.

He hears some uptempo music thrumming lowly in the background as he licks his lips and braces himself for yet another contact of teeth digging their way deep into the vein in his neck, and he’s really never been more satisfied. He’s never been more hard in his life except for the last time he was here and the countless times before that.

Anyone could bite him, really. Anyone could draw blood, but there was just something about the fangs sinking deep into his veins and the fact that if he concentrated hard enough he could feel the blood moving through his body, being sucked out that never failed to stir something in his dick. They only ever took a little, though, and it was never enough with just one person. Too much desperation in his brain for the politeness of the vampires to suffice. So, he always found himself here when he’d gotten too wound up to resist anymore. His resolve for holding out was getting weaker and weaker as time went by.

There’s a strict no fucking policy at this place, because otherwise, it’d be some sort of weird brothel and those are apparently, illegal. Still, the guy that’s on his neck right now had tasted him a couple other times tonight, and he was sure he’d end up getting taken care of before the night was over. He could wait. He could always wait.

The first time he’d gotten bitten was on a mission. The vampire had bitten him to scare him and Jungkook had promptly blown its head off. Taehyung didn’t flinch from the shell of the gun as much as the fact that he’d just gotten bitten by a vampire.

“Are you alright, Tae?”

“Yea... I’m fine.” Taehyung said quietly. “Just a little shaken up.”

“Do you know if he...” Jungkook trailed off.

“No. Definitely not. He wasn’t on me long enough.” Taehyung shuddered, assuring himself that the burn in his chest wasn’t the same as a tell tale burn on his neck. “It was just weird.”

“He was just trying to scare you. He knew you had him cornered.”

“Well, it certainly... worked.” Taehyung rubbed at his neck.

Jungkook grabbed his arm “Come on, buddy. Let’s get back to HQ. We’ve got a report to file.”

Taehyung nodded.

After that it had really been a while. Taehyung had heard about the little upscale very fancy vampire watering holes across the city ever since becoming a hunter. People went and got what they wanted, and the vampires there never ever took more than like a sip, especially if the person was new. Better to have someone want to come back than just suck them dry, Taehyung guessed. It didn’t matter to him, really. After his first bite he’d been so worked up about getting bitten again that his boss took him off of all vampire cases completely. Even kept him away from Yoongi who he’d known for years.

“It’s just until you feel better,” Kyungsoo said to him. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

He nodded. “Yea, alright.”

It had occurred to him on one particularly hard sleeping night that maybe he should just get bitten again... in a more safe environment. So, he ended up here. “Do you want one, three, unlimited?” a small girl behind the counter smiled at him and asked

“Um, just one. I’ve... never done this before....” Taehyung said to her sheepishly. She smiled at him.

“It’s okay. We get a lot of newcomers. Jongin, can you show him to a single booth?”

A tall man walked up to him. Taehyung understood why they had him greet people and lead them to their booths immediately. He was handsome, with a deep, if not slightly nasally tone to his voice. He spoke slow, and it was calming.

“All of our vampires are background checked for safety and clan affiliation. There’s also several panic buttons located in the booth.” Jongin handed him a pamphlet. “Best for you to look at it rather than I tell you in case your vampire is dangerous. We can hear everything and them knowing where the buttons are located kinda gives them an advantage, doesn’t it?” Taehyung nodded. “Also, you’ll have two vampires outside your booth for safety, and again we can hear everything. Most people are shameless, but please, remember, there is a strict no sex policy at our establishment. You will be banned and put on alert for other establishments if you engage in any such acts.” Taehyung nodded again. He didn’t really understand why someone would just have sex in this place anyway, but he also reasoned that the rules must be there for a reason.

“Your booth is private. Most people use this place to find quick hookups. Some come looking for love. Some want a binding. Some just haven't had fresh blood in a while and well, this is essentially a restaurant so.”

Taehyung nodded for the third time as Jongin opened the door to the booth for him.

The watering hole, for all its bad reputation and possibly shifty guests that are constantly in attendance was a sight to behold. It was absolutely humongous with a human entrance near the front and a vampire entrance near the side. It was about the size of a large department store like Walmart with each section housing a different number of booths and rooms. Inside there were eight cascading waterfalls; two on each wall. The ceilings were high, and there were paintings of a few famous mermaids hung on the walls reminiscent of the portraits of models in a Victoria’s Secret store. The lighting was low, yes, but colorful. In the very center of the whole thing was a big grotto complete with a small, trickling waterfall, bioluminescent algae and exotic fish swimming inside, and rocks surrounding it. It didn't sit on the ground, but instead was dug into it and built upward with a little fountain right in the middle. The water never splashed onto the shiny black tiles of the floor as it was bound into the grotto with some spell. Each private room had a plush, velvet bench on either side, and a marble table in the middle. You could even order drinks or dinner. You had to wear business attire to get in. Vampires were all about luxury and it showed in their business endeavours.

He walked inside and sat down on the plush bench. Jongin closed the door behind him. He took a moment to eye where the panic buttons were. They were hidden and Taehyung couldn't really see them, but he knew that the hunters came to inspect this place and made sure it was safe. Soon after there was a light knock on his door and a small vampire glided in.

“Hi. I'm Seulgi,” she smiled, creeping next to him

“Taehyung,” He swallowed thickly. “It's nice to meet you. You're very pretty.” Seulgi smiled and looked down.

“You're pretty handsome yourself.” She reached over slowly and grabbed his hand, “But you seem nervous. Your heart is beating so fast... are you scared?”

Taehyung steadied himself “Yea actually... I'm a hunter.”

“Oooooh.” Seulgi’s eyes sparkled “Going against company policy or just never thought you'd end up in a place like this?”

“The second one... I was bit a little while back by some vamp trying to cross the border for... Some reason? We are still investigating. I think he was only trying to scare me, but it worked and now I'm just kinda... I don’t know.”

“You want to see what it's like in a safe environment so that you can get over your fear. That's chill.”

“Yea.” Taehyung said in a low, shaky voice.

“Well, why don't we talk. Then if you're comfortable I'll bite you?”

Taehyung agreed. She told him about her childhood and growing up being a vampire and how they all had pretty high morals and how disgusting it was to her that anyone would bite him without permission.

“Honestly it's a big thing of respect and pride. No offense but vampires are full of hubris. Especially the older ones. We all kind of think we're better than humans. So, taking advantage of you is like taking advantage of a baby. Anyone who does is just considered low brow and classless. You can even get disowned.”

Taehyung already knew all of this, but he followed along anyway. Her voice was sharp in a soothing way that kept his attention and she was more than pretty enough for him to want to look at anyway.

“How does it feel to you?” Taehyung asked her suddenly.

“Um I don't really know how to describe it. First of all I'd only bite someone if their blood smelled nice and not everyone's does. They let us get a scent of the booth before we agree to where we'll being sitting. Sometimes, if it’s the right person it can be kind of arousing I guess. Sometimes it feels like your body is dying and then it's just not anymore. Sometimes it’s regular. Kind of like kissing but also not at all.” she laughed “sorry if that didn't help.”

Taehyung shook his head “No, no. It's fine.”

“Are you feeling better about it now? Do you want me to?”

Taehyung licked his lips “Yea.... a little.”

“Okay. Don't worry I won't hurt you.”

And she didn't. In fact, Taehyung ended up letting out a little moan and pouted when she pulled away, surprised by his own actions.

Seulgi giggled and leaned over to whisper in his ear “We could get out of here and I could bite you some more. I'll take care of you.”

Taehyung felt hazy and unbelievably horny so all he did in response was stand up and hold a hand out for her, and that's the story of how he got fingered in a watering hole parking lot while a vampire sucked on his neck. He’d never come harder in his life, and he cursed himself while driving home for how much he loved it.

Now, with his hands moving dangerously fast up and down this guy’s torso and his teeth hot and sharp gritting down onto his neck as they fumbled through an apartment unfamiliar to him he lets himself go.

“Oh, so you like to bite, too?” The man says to him. Taehyung hadn't bothered to ask his name. He didn't care what it was anyway.

“Uh huh” Taehyung said softly as the man picked him up and lead him to the bed, placing him softly on top of the comforter and hovering over him.

“I'm gonna take care of you.” Taehyung screwed his eyes shut. Take care of you was such a vampire specific phrase in his head at this point. They all said it to reference sex for some reason, and Taehyung didn't hate it but at this point he really couldn't hear it without getting impossibly hard. He pulled the man closer to him in response.

Taehyung was weird. This was weird even as far as bite kinks go. He was a big fucking weirdo who had a sneaking suspicion that one day he would really only be able get off when someone had sucked him within an inch of life. They'd never kill him, though. They really, never would, and maybe the safety was really the most thrilling part. With his first bite he didn't know if he'd die or be turned. We these, though, he knows. They only take more when he asks. Usually they hesitate when Taehyung is moaning for more, like the guy he's fucking up into now, but he can't help it. He wants it. Wants more. Wants to feel airy and light and free. The further he goes the more intense his orgasm is, and he's always chasing the high. He comes with a stutter and a shriek and collapses onto the bed under him, head fuzzy and dazed. He hasn't done this in weeks and he missed it so much. He used to only go when he’d had a particularly rough run in with a vampire to remind himself that he was safe. That the vampires in their territory were safe and nice and way too high brow to hurt him.

Taehyung was a big fucking weirdo. He knew it. He was even a little ashamed, but he never let it stop him.

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Jimin stood up straight after stumbling. He sent a quick text and looked up at Jongin apologetically as he held him in place. They shifted and sat down at a table.

“Who are you talking to this time?”

“Just some guy I met.”

Jimin closed his eyes. He propped his chin on his hands and cross his legs, tapping his foot lightly

Dark brown skin invades his thoughts. Arms encasing him. The pads of fingers pressed into his back. She never wanted to scratch him. So gentle.

“You're so fucking pretty” he whispered against her mouth as he kissed her. She sighed into it, and pulled him in closer.

“Jimin, you are such a space cadet.” Jongin said looking a little endeared.

“Hm? Did you say something?”

“The guy you're talking to? How long have you been talking to him?” Jongin raised his eyebrows at Jimin suspiciously.

“Not that long.” He folded himself down onto the table and rested his cheek on his arms “Like, last night, really. I'm actually just trying to get him to leave me alone...” He trailed off, closing his eyes again

“Jimin, you're teasing me. Please?”

He leaned down to press a kiss to her temple “Anything for my princess.”

“Maybe you should try I don't know... actually getting to know him this time? Especially if he's trying to talk to you.”

Jimin opened his eyes and gave Jongin a flat look “I met him at a party for weirdos last night. Not my type. Plus if I get to know him I can't fuck him and I like fucking every once in awhile.”

“Maybe it'll be different this time.” Jongin's voice is soft. He does this every time. Jimin would think it was endearing if it wasn't incredibly annoying. Jongin waved a hand toward someone behind Jimin and his boyfriend came over and sat in the chair next to him. Jimin pouted internally. They were really cute.

“Hi, Sehun.” Jimin looked between them “Two boyfriends and you're equally cute with both of them.” Jimin said in a mock-angry voice.

Sehun smiled shyly at him a little before he finished talking “Thanks.”

Sehun was a clairvoyant, and a rather good one at that. Though, he mostly used his powers to finish off conversations before they were done.

“Everyone just takes too long to say what they want.” He'd told Jimin once “I don't have time. I could be taking selfies.”

“That's how he got me, honestly.” Jongin had chimed in “I was fucking nervous as hell to ask him out and I walk up to him trying to be cool and he just says ‘Pick me up at 7 and dress like you're going somewhere important.”

“Yea cause I'd known you were gonna ask me out for days and at that point waiting meant nothing.”

Sehun generally tried to keep his powers strictly in practical circumstances, though.

“The future can definitely change. I've seen it change based on my own actions. So, I usually only wait a few seconds before something happens to spill the beans.”

Jimin looked out the window and closed his eyes.

“Babe...” She panted out under him. He scratched his fangs against her neck a little roughly and she moaned into it, writhing a little under him. He licked at the skin, and she tilted her chin upward.

She let out a small giggle “You can. I want you to.”

Jimin took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. Her blood always tasted fruity like the smoothies she was always drinking. He sunk his teeth down into the vein in her neck.

“Distracted again, Jimin?” Sehun asked as Jimin opened his eyes and tore his gaze from outside.

“He's on like Neptune today, I swear.”

This had started almost three years ago. That's when Jimin started to daydream so much. When he was only doing it a little and stayed engaged they'd say he was on the moon, maybe even just orbiting. The celestial body he was on referring to how much he was paying attention. Taemin had referred to a particularly disturbing week where Jimin had spent most of it completely in his own head and literally paying attention to nothing and no one as his ‘Week in Andromeda.’ Jimin barely remembered it. All his friends remembered it very vividly.

“What'd you get up to last night?” Sehun asked.

“Ah you know... the usual before a day of heavy dissociation.” Jimin commented squarely. There was no point in lying to Sehun when Jongin would just call him out on it anyway. Plus, he probably knew they’d be having this conversation for days. There was also no reason to be straightforward when Sehun knew he'd been fucking someone's brains out the night before. At this point it's the only time he ever really acts this far gone.

Sehun huffs out a breath “Of course.”

“Why” Jimin starts “is my relationship with sex so weird?” he asked more into the air than to either of his friends.

“Your longtime girlfriend died in the middle of the night and hours before you'd been fucking her brains out.” Taemin said behind him “Also, hello, love.” He sat on Jongin's lap and kissed him on the cheek. Jongin didn't even flinch.

“Yea.” said Jongin “It's realistic that you'd have a little trauma after that. Even though you know it's 100% not your fault and had nothing to do with the sex.”

“Yea. Right.” Jimin said quietly.

“And I mean it's not like you didn't try.” Sehun said.

Jimin considers his words. He had tried to date a few times over the years, actually. It wasn't like he didn't like anyone. It was like whenever he started to like someone he couldn't have sex with them which was a little shitty because he does like sex. He enjoys it. Could probably do it everyday if he really wanted to. But whenever he got attached to someone his dick would go limp at just the thought of touching them sexually. Which was also bad for his brain, because even though he tended to dissociate wildly the day directly after sex, it kept him tethered to the real world for longer periods of time. After more than a few run ins with him sitting up at night considering viagra for his chronically flaccid penis he just had to stop. It was getting embarrassing. The people were getting insecure. ‘But it used to be fine what's wrong now?’ And it left Jimin feeling bad if not a little guilty.

“Maybe she was just... it for me.” Jimin said finally

His friends who sat across from him exchanged a worried look, unbeknownst to Jimin.

Taemin reached a hand over the table and placed it against Jimin's elbow.

“Lets order, huh?”

He turned back toward the window and closed his eyes again.

“FUCK, yes, Jimin...”

He only drank for a little bit, but it was more than enough for both of them. He lapped at the little bit of blood trickling down her neck and the wound healed quickly. He pulled out of her slowly, watching the little changes in her face as he did.

“I don’t care how infertile vampires are I swear you're gonna get me pregnant one day.”

Jimin let out a laugh and grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers.

“Maybe one day...” He pulled her into his chest, and they fell asleep.

Jimin screwed his eyes shut and shuddered at the thought. “Babies” is all he said. It came out in a light, airy sigh.

“Jimin.” Taemin reached over the table and ran a thumb over his hand soothingly.

“It’s alright.” Jimin said. Then, he perked up. Something caught his nose. He whipped his head around to see a guy, standing at the cashier chewing something, maybe it was gum or maybe it was just a random piece of plastic but either way Jimin fixated his eyes on it. Jongin noticed and looked over at the guy.

“Oh, I know him.”

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Taehyung did not want to be there. It was before noon on a Saturday, and he’d just been balls deep in some random guy not 5 hours ago, but that’s what he gets for going to his apartment and staying the night, he supposed. At least the guy didn’t kick him out after he came. The bell chimed behind him as he walked through the door and up to the cashier.

“Can I just have a grande white chocolate latte with a triple shot of espresso?” The barista gave him a light smile.

“Of course. It’ll be up in just a few minutes. Can I get a name for your order?”

“Taehyung.”

“Taehyung.” Taehyung heard a voice calling to him over to his right, and if he’d ever been in a more awkward situation he couldn’t really think of one.

“Hi... Jongin.” Taehyung felt warm, suddenly, and he could feel eyes on him. He looked around at everyone at the table and landed on a particular set of brown eyes staring up at him through a soft pink fringe with a gaping mouth attached to them. He was looking at Taehyung like he wanted to fucking eat him and hadn’t even tried to look away. Taehyung returned his gaze with his own look that was a cross between a glare and challenge. He could tell he was a vampire. He’d be a little more afraid if Jongin wasn't there.

Taehyung let his tongue glide over the tuft of soft plastic in his mouth. A ring from around the top of a bottle of water that he had just finished. The chewing was to calm his nerves. The guy’s pupils got slightly wider. Taehyung was amused.

“How are you? Haven’t seen you in a while.” It was aimed at Jongin, but he didn’t attempt to break eye contact with the guy staring at him. If he was going to shamelessly stare then he also deserved to be shamelessly stared at.

“Yea, my shifts are starting to be more weekday oriented. It’s chill, though. Family business and all.” Jongin didn’t try to break his attention, either. Taehyung was sure the reason Jongin called him over was because of the staring guy. He wasn’t 11 and this wasn’t middle school. He probably just smelled really good to him.

“Sounds great.”

“This is Park Jimin he's generally not this... quiet...” Jongin said. The guy staring blinked up at Taehyung.

“Taehyung!” The barista called him name, and he finally broke eye contact looking to see that his drink was finished. He looked over to the guy named Park Jimin, apparently. He was still staring.

“It was nice to meet you, Jimin.” is all he said before he walked away and grabbed his drink to leave.

He didn’t turn around to get his name or his number, because he didn’t care. He didn't care, and it was before noon on a Saturday, and if some creepy little vampire couldn’t even keep his eyes in his head long enough to talk or to say hi, then he wasn’t going to bother.

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Jimin followed Taehyung as he left out of the restaurant and even watched him in the parking lot until he heard one of his friends - he’d guess it was Taemin - give a loud cough. He tore his eyes from the window.

“That was really weird.” Taemin said when Jimin turned back to face them.

“He smelled really good.” Jimin blurted out.

“Well, obviously you were practically drooling.” Jongin said.

“Who is he?” Jimin asked

“Um... I don’t... think he’s your type, really. He comes to the watering hole every once in awhile... usually gets passed around and leaves with someone. I’m not sure what they do after but it’s pretty easy to guess. Plus, he’s a hunter.”

“Of course he is.” Jimin said plopping his hand onto the table with an audible thunk. There was nothing wrong with hunters per say they just tended to be a little more cautious than most people. Sometimes it could be annoying. Jimin continued “I mean... It's not like I'm trying to marry the guy. Maybe just taste him a little...”

“Alright, correction, we don't think he'd be good for you.” Taemin countered.

“You guys don't think anyone's good for me unless they've got a wedding ring and walk solely on one knee.”

“I'd settle for a promise ring and mild bowing.” Jongin added. Sehun snickered.

Jimin sighed “I just want to have a little fun, okay? If he ever goes back to the watering hole give me a call?”

Jongin looked to Taemin who gave him a reluctant shrug “Alright.”

“Sehunnie.. My favorite...” Jimin began and Sehun rolled his eyes.

“I haven't seen you telling me anything about his dick in the future. So, no, I don't know. And even if I did I wouldn't tell you.”

“You're the worst.”

“Why are you trying to fuck with shit you already know you shouldn't?”

“I like your looking into the future face. It's serene.”

Sehun scoffed at him “Shut up, Jimin.”

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“Shit. ...ouch!” Jimin said as he smacked his toe against his dresser.

“Were you paying attention?” Hoseok asked him quietly from their living room. He'd known him a little longer than Jongin, Sehun, and Taemin who he'd met in the college dance program. Hoseok trusted him a little bit more with himself. He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

‘Were you paying attention?’ was code for, ‘Were you dissociating? Were you daydreaming? Were you thinking about her?’

Their apartment was spacious, if not empty, but Jimin had never been one for gaudy designs. It was very grown up, a big difference from the cramped one they'd shared with Namjoon and Seokjin in their college days. A reflection of their big official dance jobs at an actual company. There was supposed to be a different person living with him; a cute little Garden Pixie with dark hair and brown eyes who would probably have her Ph.D. in Psychology by now, but Jimin pushed that thought out of his head.

He had known Hoseok longer than all of his friends, since high school. Hoseok moved in with him after his girlfriend died, as a way to look after him. It worked out, because Jimin had just signed the lease to his apartment about a month before her death, and Hoseok’s lease on his apartment was up. He was the only one of their friends who was perpetually single, not that he complained about it. Also, he was a witch. He’d enchanted the apartment to alert him whenever Jimin was having more extreme symptoms of the depression which was much more common when he first moved in. It was annoying at first, but Jimin was thankful for it. Plus, he couldn’t really blame his friends for intervening when he had called Seokjin (Jin, of all people to call. Maybe he should’ve called Sehun who could actually keep a secret) crying at 4am talking about how badly he wanted to die. He hadn’t drank any blood in days, and all his friends came over and forced him to. Now though, he was done feeling suicidal and instead just fixated on feeling sad.

Jimin let out a calming breath. “I was... I mean, I wasn't um... gone or anything I was reading a text Jongin sent me. I've got to go to the watering hole.”

“The....watering hole? Really, Jimin? Do you really wanna hang out with some randos who only want you for your fangs?”

“Well I only want this guy for his scent so it evens out.” Jimin teased as he grabbed his coat and headed out of the door.

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Jongin had told Jimin to park around back, and come in through the employee entrance.

“Uh!” Jimin tripped on his way into the building. Jongin caught him before he fell.

“You've known me for how long and you still have to sneak me into your parents’ place?” Jimin said with a hint of playfulness in his voice

“It's not them. They don't care. It's the other vampires. Can't let it get out that you're getting special treatment.”

“Of course. So, where is he?”

“Booth 16. I'll escort you over... you're gonna have to change, though.”

“Right. I forgot how posh this place is. Do you have any extra slacks?”

“Um.. that you can fit? Not me, but there should be something back there if you look.” Jongin motioned toward the room to their left. Jimin trudged in and looked until he found some slacks and a button down shirt.

“He usually only goes for unlimited booths, but I kind of talked to him about you. I think he's curious.”

“Or he just likes having the upperhand.” Jimin commented while peeling off his jeans.

“Or that.”

“Alright.” He said when he finally came out, clothes changed.

Jimin had only been to the watering hole a couple of times before. None of them were to actually hang out with the crowd there, either. It was Jongin’s job, and soon it would be his company as if he wasn’t filthy stinking rich enough already. So, he’d come down to wait on Jongin to finish a shift and since it was essentially a restaurant he’d eaten there a few times. No, blood, though. Generally, fresh blood was better, and tempting. He could drink the prepackaged stuff just fine, though, and if he had a choice between getting some random person off with his teeth and not doing that? He was going to take the former. He had dated a fangbanger before, despite all his friends’ protests, and learned first hand that they didn’t see vampires as people. Just teeth. Jimin wasn’t opposed to meeting strangers to fuck in weird places. He had attended sex parties, the casual grindr group meet up, hell even the occasional Facebook orgy. This, though, had him feeling a little like he’d lost his self-respect, but hey. A fuck is a fuck and the better the other person smelled the easier it was for him to enjoy.

He followed Jongin to booth 16 and knocked lightly on the door before walking in and closing it behind him.

“I must really smell good to you if you're getting Jongin to talk you up to me.” was all Taehyung said upon realizing who he was. He had a spark in his eyes. Jimin took a seat on the bench right next to Taehyung.

“I didn’t, and you do...” Jimin leaned in, nuzzled into his neck and breathed in. He could hear Taehyung sigh into it above him. “Almost like coffee” he licked at the skin on Taehyung's neck a little. Taehyung exhaled deep in response.

“Your heart's beating fast.” Jimin commented. Taehyung only nodded back.

“I figured if you wanted to taste me that bad you'd probably be a good lay.”

“Is that so?” Jimin said, and sucked on the skin.

Taehyung responded with a slight jerk in his body and a breathy “Ah”

Jimin could hear blood rushing downward. He pulled back and laughed “You get excited easily, huh?”

He watched as Taehyung licked his lips and focused his eyes on Jimin's mouth

“Yea.” he continued as he threaded their fingers together “I wanna get out of here. I like to get bitten a lot more than they allow and I want you” Taehyung moved in closer and pressed their foreheads together “to take care of me.”

Jimin quirked a brow at him “I see you've done this a lot.”

Taehyung looked at him and nodded again, a little smile splayed out on his face. Jimin stood up and held his hand out for Taehyung who grabbed it and followed suit. He caged him up against the wall.

“Tell me why you like being bitten so much.” He said quietly into Taehyung's neck. He placed his lips there and held steady until Taehyung began to talk.

“I like feeling it-ah” Jimin lightly rubbed his fangs against Taehyung's neck.

He smelled so sweet. Maybe like a latte. It made sense, after all. Jimin had seen him order one latte and he felt like his diet probably consisted of 80% lattes and 20% pure garbage. Not that it mattered. Hunters were always stressed apparently.

“Th-the blood...” Jimin pressed his fangs onto his neck just a little. The sound of Taehyung’s breath slid into his ears; melodic though he was breathing hard. It vibrated through his system.

“You smell so good. Keep talking.”

“I can feel it...rush out when y-” Jimin bit down just a little harder “Please...I” Jimin removed himself.

“Drive me to your place.” was all he said before he led Taehyung out the door. Jongin gave him a worried look that he ignored.

There wasn't really much time spared between entering Taehyung's place and making their way to the bedroom. There also weren't many words exchanged past low moans and slight whispers about removing clothing, but once he got Taehyung onto the bed Jimin started to really have fun.

It's not like there are only three people in the entire world who will only ever smell appealing to a vampire. It's like with faces you find attractive. Most are just average with minute differences. Some are pretty ugly, but some still, are rather beautiful. You're probably not gonna sleep with someone ugly, but you're more likely to find someone on the nicer side of average. And then there were times like this when someone was just beautiful. Taehyung was beautiful in all honesty. He had brown wispy hair and a fringe that dipped over his eyes, tan skin, piercing brown eyes, and he looked at Jimin like he knew Jimin wanted to eat him and maybe he'd let him. In his arms he was small, and pliant. Moldable like he was ready to play whatever role Jimin needed him to in order to get the best result out of this. He was needy and a pleaser in a way that Jimin could understand in his own analytical approach to sex.

“Taehyung you're so handsome... so pretty.” Jimin said as he peppered kisses all over Taehyung's neck and jaw. He'd been working him open with his fingers for a little while and Taehyung was only letting out ragged, harsh breaths. “Look at me.”

Taehyung listened. Opened his eyes and looked at Jimin. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.” He closed his eyes again and Jimin kissed him some more

“Please,” Taehyung grasped at Jimin's sides. “I need more I need you... You can bite me. You can take as much as you want.”

Jimin hadn't bitten him yet and he could tell that all his teasing was pushing Taehyung over because every once in awhile he would remind Jimin that he could bite him as hard or as long or as much as he wanted. Jimin liked the intermittent begging.

“But you smell so nice... I want to savor you.” Taehyung seemingly melted at his words. He hooked his legs around Jimin's waist and pulled him in closer.

“Please, Jimin... just- Ah fuck yes.”

Jimin had begun to slowly push himself inside Taehyung who dug his nails into Jimin's back in response. The release seemed to calm him a bit if not give him something else to focus on. He moved in time to Jimin's slow, shallow strokes.

“Aaah. So much... you're so big...”

“Is this okay?” Jimin asked, suddenly a little worried

“Yes yes, please don't stop. Harder.” Jimin obliged, flicking his hips just a little harder and sucking on the skin on Taehyung's neck.

“Faster, Jimin...” Jimin was sure Taehyung wasn't a vampire but hunters must work out because Taehyung was holding him so tight he thought for a second that he might bruise from it.

“Do I smell good?” Taehyung’s voice was breathy. It went in and out as Jimin pounded into him.

“Yes.. so good, Taehyung.” Jimin could feel Taehyung leaking onto their stomachs.

“Is that why you wanted me?”

“Mhm...” Jimin panted out between his strokes and licks.

“Are you gonna leave marks on me? I like marks.” Taehyung gritted out, and Jimin was wondering why he suddenly became so vocal, but he didn't protest, just sucked down harder on the soft skin of Taehyung's neck.

“I know you want to taste me, Jimin.”

And he was right. Honestly, he had only been holding off because he was afraid Taehyung might completely blow his load if he so much as got one fang in him. Now, though, while he was so deep inside him and so, so close his resistance was wearing down.

“I know you want to.” Taehyung whispered. “I really want you to, too... please...” Jimin steadied himself, tightening his grip on Taehyung's waist. “Please... baby...”

And that was really it. Jimin's resolve was gone with one word. One name. He bit down into Taehyung's neck, rather roughly even for his own liking, and drank the blood that flowed from the wound. Taehyung was sweet. A latte with extra whipped cream. He was still sucking. Taehyung was collapsing around him. He didn't see anything only black. He could feel Taehyung's release. He could feel himself check out.

A little voice in his ear of someone he hadn't tasted in so long whispered “Baby, do I taste good?” but it didn't taste like her. His fangs retracted. He removed himself from Taehyung. He could feel her around him. All around him.