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"In the darkness without the light
You have to trust me even more
In this warlike place
You have to only rely on me."
Youngjae cringed as he pushed his way through the huge crowd, muttering quiet "excuse me" and "sorry"s to the mostly drunken couples he shoved past. The stench of alcohol and and sweat filled the air and the boy wished nothing more then to go home and get away from the utterly deafening blare of some random pop song that was being played over the speakers.
He turned his head to the right, then the left, his eyes scanning the room, searching around for his friend who told him EXPLICITLY that he was going to be here.
Finally making his way out of the sea of people- Youngjae walked over to a couch located on the far end of the club and flopped down miserably. Throwing his head back and groaning to himself loudly. It's not like anyone would hear him over the sound of the music, anyway.
Jackson told him last week that he needed to get out of his apartment, go find someone to hook up with or something, "Get some dick!" He grinned mischievously and elbowed his younger friends arm as he spoke, making Youngjae smack him up side the head and scold him. He offered for them to go to some club together downtown and find something- or someone- to do. Immediately Youngjae declined the offer. Preferring the comfortability of his bed over some random strangers he would probably hook up with and have some mediocre sex with then never see again. It took days of coaxing and convincing for Youngjae to finally agree to the blondes offer, telling him that if anything bad happened Jackson would be the one to pay his medical bills.
Now, Youngjae sits on a dirty couch, alone, regretting ever word he has ever said to Jackson since they first met.
The brunette pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket and unlocked it to send a very angry text to his friend.
'you told me you would be here dude, im about to leave'
He huffed in anger while he pressed send and then put his phone down once more to glance around, hoping Jackson would just magically appear and he could finally breathe in peace.
A few more minutes passed and before Youngjae knew it he was standing up to leave- sliding his phone back into his pocket and checking the couch to make sure he didn't leave anything behind. Suddenly a hand was on his shoulder from behind him and his eyes widened. He turned with a very upset look on his face, expecting to see his blonde friend and preparing to scold him angrily for leaving him here like this.
That was not what he was greeted with at all.
Before him stood one of the most handsome men he had ever laid eyes on.
His black hair fell in front of his face gently, locking eyes with Youngjae and tilting his head slightly in confusion, his eyebrows furrowing.
"You look upset. Like a lost puppy. Are you missing something?" The man spoke, his voice sultry and clear unlike the other patrons in the crowded club. He seemed sober- at least Youngjae hoped- his breathing steady and his eyes soft on Youngjaes.
The younger froze up immediately. Entranced by the others beauty and just his aura in general. He tensed up slightly, not knowing how or what to respond. He wasn't the flirty type and got embarrassed easily, but something about this man triggered him in a good way. A wave of confidence flushed over his entire body. After about five seconds of silence between the two Youngjae finally responded.
"N-No." He stuttered. Well there goes that confidence. "I'm about to leave. My friend was supposed to be here but he's not." He cleared his throat after he spoke in an effort to regain himself. Why did this man have such an affect on him?
"Oh." The man hummed. "I see. Need someone to keep you company? It's still early, maybe your friend will come later." He smiled at Youngjae, his eyes crinkling as he did so. "C'mon, sit down, handsome. I'll make sure no one hurts you."
His tone seemed lighthearted, confidence oozing from his lips as he plopped down on the couch and tugged on Youngjaes arm in an attempt to pull him down next to him.
Youngjae stared down at the man- contemplating his options. He wasn't stupid, he knew where this was going, the question was did he want it to happen?
The other flashed a toothy grin at him, his sharp canines coming into view and almost blinding the brown haired boy.
Youngjae decided he did want it.
He sighed and sat next to him, his back hitting the couch once again while the man still held a tight grip on his arm. Not tight enough to hurt, but tight.
"Mind if I ask for your name?"
Youngjae turned his gaze to the man and caught his eyes again.
"Youngjae."
"Mind if I give you mine?"
Lips curling into a small smirk as he spoke, the other let go of Youngjaes arm finally and ran a hand through his own hair.
"Go for it." The brunette raised his eyebrows.
"Jinyoung." He held eye contact with Youngjae. It seemed like a staring contest now- the air between them thickening and turning into something much deeper.
"Jinyoung.." The younger mumbled mostly to himself- loving the way his name sounded on his own lips. He hadn't drank at all tonight but he felt drunk already just from Jinyoungs' presence.
"Youngjae." Jinyoung repeated his name back to him in response as his voice changed in tone. His eyes following Youngjaes nose, down to his lips.
Youngjae was never the type for hookups- he didn't really find the appeal in letting someone touch him in such ways and then never talking to them again. Most of the time it was boring and mundane, and he rarely enjoyed it either way.
Yet something about Jinyoung made him want nothing more then to drag him into the clubs restroom and let him pound him senseless.
Hearing Jinyoung say his name only spurred him on more- the sound going directly down to his pantss.
The tension was cutting through the air like a knife. Youngjae felt his heart rate go up.
"Can you say my name again?" The younger spoke before his brain could even comprehend what was coming out of his own mouth.
"Youngjae."
Fuck it.
Soon enough their lips crashed together, Jinyoungs hands finding their way to Youngjaes nape and holding him there. His lips were plump and soft, and Jinyoung was kissing him like he was an animal who had never eaten. Hands slid up Jinyoungs chest and landed on his shoulders to grip them tightly. Youngjaes head was spinning.
Jinyoung pulled away for air and just for a second Youngjae spotted his teeth again. His canines seemed.. unnaturally sharp.
Before he had time to say anything about it Jinyoungs lip were back on his own with a low groan. One of the olders hands moving down to wrap around Youngjaes neck. He didn't grip it though- holding them still there for a second as if he was waiting for Youngjae to stop him. But Youngjae didn't, and Jinyoung took that as a yes, his fingers tightly gripping the others neck while he nipped at his bottom lip. Asking for permission. The feel of fingers restricting his airflow sent pleasure flowing through his veins. Youngjae opened his mouth to moan quietly and Jinyoung used that as a chance to slip his tongue in and fight with Youngjaes.
Everything else was a blur as Jinyoung stood with his lips still connected to Youngjaes- letting go of his neck and moving his hand down to grab at his arms and pull him up as well. They separated from eachother and Youngjae was being dragged through the sweaty crowd once more. This time with someone guiding him.
He couldn't bother to pay attention to anyone else. His head felt fuzzy and his lips throbbed. Probably swollen from how hard Jinyoung had made out with him.
They finally made their way out of the club, the fresh outside air hitting Jae like a truck as he took a deep breath and continued to let Jinyoung pull him towards wherever he was taking him.
"My place is across the street," Jinyoung stopped and turned to look at Youngjae. He looked destroyed. His once brushed and tidy hair was now a mess, his cheeks flushed red, and he was panting. "Can you make it until we get there or do you need me to pull you into an alleyway and fuck you there?" His tone was rushed and desperate.
"I can wait, just stop talking and hurry up." Youngjae tugged on Jinyoungs hold on his arm and Jinyoung immediately turned and started walking again, towards the crosswalk.
It only took them about a minute to cross the street and get there- Jinyoung letting go of the youngers arm and pulling his keys out of his pocket quickly. He struggled to find the key on his keychain for a second but once he did he shoved it in the lock and opened the door. Grabbing Youngjaes wrist and pulling him inside.
Slamming the door shut behind Youngjae, Jinyoung pinned him to the wall and grabbed his wrists to hold them above his head. His lips were back on the others in less than a second with such need that Youngjae didn't even know existed. Teeth clashed and tongues fought while Youngjae let out occasional whimpers, attempting to fight against the strong grip Jinyoung held on his wrists.
"P-please..." Was all Jae could choke out as Jinyoung moved off his lips to his neck. The older shoved his thigh between Youngjaes leg and applied pressure to the place he knew Youngjae needed it the most, listening to the choked moan that the brunette let out in response.
Jinyoung mumbled something Youngjae couldn't catch before a stinging pain flew through his body. Youngjae cried out in surprise- confused and about to ask what happened- before the pain turned to some of the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced.
He threw his head back, hitting the wall with a thump while a loud moan flew from his lips and he bucked his hips against Jinyoungs thigh. He didn't know what Jinyoung did but whatever it was he wanted him to do it again. And again.
"Fuck, Jinyoung, Jinyoung." The younger muttered his name over and over as he squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure. He felt some type of liquid drip down his neck to his chest and suddenly the pleasure was back as Jinyoung desperately latched onto his neck.
Youngjae moaned out again and grinded his hips against Jinyoung. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling before realizing what was going on.
Jinyoung was drinking his blood?
"Jinyoung..." Youngjae spoke his name louder, his voice laced with pleasure, in hopes it would get his attention.
The elder pulled off his neck and looked at him, panting heavily while sweat dripped down his forehead. Blood stained his swollen lips and fell down his chin. His eyes lidded.
"Sorry. You smelled so good.. I needed to get a taste." Jinyoung laughed weakly. "Did it feel good?"
Youngjae stared- absolutely mesmerized by how attractive he looked even when he had blood dripping down his chin.
"Yes... It felt so good." He moaned, "Need you so bad."
Jinyoung chuckled and grabbed the others ass to hoist him up against the wall. Youngjae instinctively wrapped his legs around Jinyoungs waist and let out a wanton moan at the feeling of Jinyoungs hard on against his own.
"Need me where baby?" Jinyoung placed a hand under his chin and forced Youngjae to look at him. "Tell me."
The younger whimpered, chewing on his own swollen lips.
"Inside me." He gulped. "Please, hyung."
Jinyoungs eyes darkened at the formality- his hand reaching down to grip at Youngjaes throbbing cock that sat inbetween them. His heart pounded when Youngjae let out a high pitched moan in response.
"You're so cute like this, all needy for me. You tasted so good. I feel you'll feel so good and tight around me too." Jinyoung slurred, watching Youngjae moan and squirm while his grip on Youngjaes cock tightened.
"You want Hyung to fuck you? Make you feel so good all you can think about is me?" He continued speaking. "Come inside you and make you mine. I bet you would like that like the dirty slut you are. I just met you but I can already tell how fucking dirty you are."
Jinyoungs voice only spurred him on more, rocking his hips forward in an attempt to get Jinyoung to touch him more.
"God. I want to fucking destroy you and that pretty ass of yours."
Youngjae couldn't take it anymore.
"Please Hyung! Please..-" His voice cracked as he begged, tears forming in his glazed over eyes. "I need you so bad, please, I'm a dirty whore for you Hyung just please fuck me.." Youngjae cried. "Please.. I can't.."
Sobs wracked his body- Jinyoung holding him tight and walking into his bedroom before throwing him on the bed and looking down at him. He looked absolutely wrecked.
His neck was still red and swollen from the bite- teeth marks imprinted onto him. Jinyoung loved it. It felt like he was marking his territory.
Youngjae panted and threw his head back against the pillows while his hips rutted up into nothing. Jinyoung reached down and pulled both Youngjaes pants and boxers down in one swift movement- his cock springing out laying hard against his stomach. The younger let out a hiss as the cold air hit him down there and shoved his eyes shut. He would usually be embarrassed to be seen like this, but right now all he needed was Jinyoung, Jinyoung, Jinyoung. He didn't care anymore. He wanted to please Jinyoung, he wanted to make him feel good and make a mess of him like Jinyoung did to him. But right now his head felt fuzzy and his cock was throbbing and all he needed was to cum or else he thought he might die.
Youngjae mumbled "please" over and over quietly as he threw his head to the side. His cheeks burned.
Jinyoung smirked and licked across his fangs- his ego was boosted to the roof seeing what he did to the younger. All from one bite.
The elder leaned down and wrapped his fingers around Jaes cock once more. Listening to the little sounds that he let out from every little touch. The way he whimpered when Jinyoung slid his hands up his shirt and ghosted his fingers over his hard nipples.
Jinyoung reached over and grabbed the lube from his nightstand, popping the cap open and spreading some on his fingers before bringing his hand down and slowly pushing one into Youngjae.
He stilled- waiting for a response from the other boy. Jae squeezed his eyes shut tightly. He knew it would hurt being stretched for the first time in so long so he wasn't too surprised, but he still needed a second to adjust.
After about 15 seconds of silence and stilled movements Youngjae nodded and let out a hushed whimper, implying Jinyoung to move. So he did.
Thrusting his finger in and out of Youngjae slowly- Jinyoung felt his cock throb in his pants from the way the younger felt around him. How tight he was and how Youngjae was taking it so, so well. He couldn't imagine how well he would take his cock.
"So good for me, prince." The older spoke, chewing on his bottom lip. "Doing so good."
The praise from Jinyoung made Youngjae moan louder. His noises became more and more needy with every push into him, moaning out loudly as Jinyoung shoved a second finger in. Scissoring him and stretching him so good. Youngjae cried out and pushed his hips back into Jinyoungs fingers needily.
"Please Hyung.. Feels so good.. N-need your cock so bad." It almost seemed like Youngjae couldn't breathe from the pleasure. Jinyoung chuckled.
"Patience, my love." He inhaled. "You can do it baby. Look at how fucked out you are already, just from my fingers. Did me biting you really turn you on that much?" The black haired boy scoffed teasingly. "All messed up for me. You're addicting, you know that? I just wanna ruin you over and over again."
Jae felt tears fall from his cheeks to the pillow below him. He was so, so needy. He never had felt this desperate before.
Eventually Jinyoung retracted his fingers from Youngjae and Youngjae groaned at the loss- hating how empty he felt. All he needed right now was Jinyoungs cock.
Jinyoung pulled his own pants and boxers down just to his knees- not taking them all the way off. He gripped his own cock and moaned out loudly from the feeling. He was just as desperate as Youngjae right now, but he wouldn't admit that.
He grabbed the lube again and coated his cock in it. Positioning himself in front of Youngjaes hole and looking at the younger one more time to make sure there no hesitation. There very obviously wasn't as Youngjae opened his eyes and made eye contact with him, his pupils dilated and glossy from pleasure. Jinyoung held the eye contact while pushing into him.
Oh. Oh.
The brunette arched his back and threw his head back hard. The stretch was so much more intense then he had ever felt with past partners. It drove a shock up his entire body and made him breathe hard. Tears once again falling down his cheeks.
"Mnnnhh..." Youngjae sucked in a deep breath and looked down at how Jinyoung was filling him.
Jinyoungs lips were parted in a silent moan. "Oh my fuck. Baby, you're so tight. So good.." He growled and closed his eyes, trying his best not to move so Youngjae could adjust.
After a few seconds, Youngjaes widened eyes looked at Jinyoung again. "Move." He groaned out assertively.
So Jinyoung did. He slowly thrusted into Youngjae, keeping a more gentle pace and paying close attention to the noises Jae was making so he knew exactly what he liked and didn't like. The younger arched his back higher and let out loud whimpers everytime Jinyoung pushed back into his heat.
Youngjae felt drunk. He felt as if he was on another planet as the other boy fucked him. Pleasure rushed through his veins and made him cry out. His brain was so clouded with lust, and all he could think about was Jinyoung, Jinyoung, Jinyoung, oh my god Jinyoung.
"Hyung." Youngjae sobbed out. "Hyung. Hyung oh my god Hyung.."
Jinyoung reached down and wrapped his fingers around Youngjaes neck again. Gripping it tightly like he did when they first made out on that dirty couch in the club.
The younger screamed out when his thrusts became erratic. Jinyoung letting out moans with him whenever Jae clenched around his thick cock. Youngjae reached down and gripped the sheets below him and before he realized it he was speaking again.
"Bite me again Hyung, please."
Then he felt it, in an instant, but this time the same pleasure he felt earlier when Jinyoung first bit him was increased tenfold by the elder hitting his prostate over and over and licking over the now bloody spot on his neck.
Jinyoung let out a loud moan and mumbled Youngjaes name before going in to suck the blood out of the bite and swallow it down hungrily.
"Taste so good... oh my god- Jae.."
Youngjae felt his climax approaching and his eyes widened. He was about to cum, untouched, from Jinyoung biting him.
"Close.. I'm close Hyung.." He sobbed while his spread legs shook frantically, the feeling pooling in his stomach.
Jinyoung pulled away and looked down at him with his blood dripping down onto Youngjaes shirt and neck. "Then cum," He gripped the others chin and forced him to look at him as he did. "You fucking slut."
That was all Youngjae needed to let go completely- a scream leaving his lips while Jinyoung relentlessly pounded into him and left his ass sore. His vision blurred white and he swore he saw stars while his orgasm hit him harder then it ever had before.
Jinyoung continued fucking into him hard, now chasing his own release. Youngjae panted and sobbed out reaching down to grip Jinyoungs hips to signal that the overstimulation was too much.
It was too much.
"Ji-Jin- Ahh..-" Jae cried, thrashing in his grip as pain and pleasure shot through his body.
"You can take it, right baby?" Jinyoung panted and stared down at him. "I know you can, you did so good for me. You can take it."
Youngjae could tell him to stop. He could say it was too much and he needed Jinyoung to slow down. But he didn't. He loved how Jinyoung used his body for his own release, despite the pain. He loved being used like a toy.
"My good boy, taking my cock so well. You came and I didn't even need to touch you," Jinyoung moaned out, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he approached his release. Youngjae rocked his hips back and his lips dropped open in an 'o' shape as Jinyoung used him.
"Fuck, gonna fill you up so good. Baby, fuck, I'm gonna come." The elder threw his head back and his hips stuttered while he came inside Jae, coating his insides.
They both panted hard. Youngjae flopped his head back onto the pillow and closed his eyes tiredly while Jinyoung pulled out. He watched his own cum drip out of Youngjaes hole and he used his finger to push it back in- making the younger boy whine out quietly. Loving the feeling of Jinyoungs cum inside him.
Once Jae came back to reality and centered himself he noticed the throbbing pain on his neck. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Jinyoung was nowhere to be found, sitting up quickly and looking around for him. He was about to call out his name before the other returned with a rag and some water.
"Lay back, love. It's okay. I'm here." Jinyoung smiled softly. He was different now, his gaze soft and comforting while he used the rag to clean up the mess the two had made. Youngjae did as he said and laid back on the bed slowly. Closing his eyes and letting Jinyoung clean him up.
They sat in silence as he did. Youngjaes mind was racing.
Was this just another one night stand where Jinyoung was going to fuck him and leave him in the morning? He hoped not.
He rested a hand over his forehead and sighed.
"Do you want this to be a one time thing?" Jinyoung was the first to break their silence.
"I.." Jae stopped and opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling. "I don't. I really like you. Even though you're a vampire." He added lightheartedly and sat up to see Jinyoung staring at him, wide eyed.
"You.. like me? Like as a person?"
Jae nodded.
Jinyoung slowly felt a smile creep upon his face. He leaned forward and embraced Youngjae tightly.
"I already put my number in your phone, so don't worry about that. Let's get some rest." The elder smiled into his shoulder and leaned them back onto the bed.
Youngjae felt a wave of exhaustion rush over him and all he could do was nod as he drifted off to sleep in Jinyoungs arms.