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There was a clear air of defeat about Ruiza as he left Tsunehito’s apartment. It was for the best though; his presence was only making Asagi more upset. He might calm down if Ruiza was gone. Tsunehito’s hopes were dashed when Asagi looked at him. Despite how happy they were together they, like every couple, had their share of fights and arguments. Yet, even when they fought, Asagi always looked at him with love. He might be so irritated that he was tempted to shake sense into Tsunehito but it was always clear that he loved the redhead. There was little love in those blood-red eyes now.
Tsunehito tensed when Asagi’s grip on his waist tightened. Anger was the predominant emotion on his lover’s face. Pushing at his chest to make him let Tsunehito go and then hitting him had only increased Asagi’s irritation. Shit. The redhead should have thought of the consequences instead of letting his temper get the better of him. As it so often did. “Asagi,” Tsunehito said softly. If he stayed calm then maybe, maybe, Asagi would do the same. If the redhead could do so. He hated when lovers acted possessive and bitchy. That treatment always made him snap. His personal safety was on the line though.
“Asagi,” Tsunehito repeated his name. “Please loosen your grip. You’re going to hurt me if you continue to hold me this tightly.” Bite marks and bruises were sometimes unavoidable with a vampire lover. Still, they were always difficult to explain. The last thing he needed was for his boss or Hide-Zou to think that Asagi was abusing him.
“Maybe it’d teach you a lesson,” the vampire shot back. “Did you even think before you let Ruiza bite you?”
The redhead gritted his teeth. So that was how Asagi was going to respond? What an ass. “I did think. And what about you? Did you think before starting your little starvation diet?” It had been disturbing when Ruiza hadn’t had an answer for what he would have done if the machines weren’t fixed. Ruiza and Asagi lived in apartments. They had neighbors, lived near plenty of people. If their thirst had gotten the better of them and they’d attacked someone… just the thought sent chills down Tsunehito’s spine.
“This ‘diet’ isn’t something I enjoy,” Asagi hissed.
“It’s your own damn fault for starving,” Tsunehito shot back. “Did you realize how selfish you were by not telling me that you couldn’t access the blood machines? How you were a complete jackass for REFUSING to explain the problem? I asked you so many times and you never gave me a fucking answer!” Tsunehito’s voice was rising with every question. The last five days had been horrible as he tried to figure out why Asagi and Ruiza were avoiding him. And although he appreciated Ruiza telling him the truth, it stung that his own lover couldn’t be bothered to tell him what was going on. Asagi opened his mouth to speak, but Tsunehito cut him off. He wasn’t done asking his questions. “Why didn’t you come to me the first night you couldn’t access the blood machines?” he demanded. “I’m your lover, I have every right to know what’s going on in the vampire world! And I’ve given you blood before. If you had just told me something was wrong with the machines I would have given you my blood! Instead you avoided me. How do you think that made me feel? I thought you were…” Tsunehito swallowed. “I thought you were tired of me. Tired of being with a human.” There had even been dark, insecure moments where Tsunehito had wondered if Asagi had gone back to Ruiza. The pair had been off and on lovers for the last fifty years. They’d even been sort of together when Tsunehito had met Asagi, although Ruiza had encouraged Asagi to go after Tsunehito after the redhead had kissed him.
Asagi looked even angrier now. “You believed I was done with you? I love you, Tsunehito! I would never throw you away so carelessly!”
“What else should I think when you barely talk to me?” Glaring, Tsunehito smacked Asagi’s chest. To hell with being calm. He needed answers. “Answer my fucking questions! Why didn’t you tell me about the blood machines? Why did I have to hear from RUIZA instead of YOU?” He demanded, matching Asagi’s furious look with his own.
The vampire’s eyes darkened. “I kept my silence to protect you.”
Tsunehito bristled. “To protect me?” he scoffed. “How the hell were you ‘protecting’ me? You made me doubt our relationship! Would you even have come to my apartment if I hadn’t let Ruiza bite me?”
Asagi frowned. “I don’t know. Still-”
Tsunehito cut him off. “You wouldn’t have,” he spat. “I know you wouldn’t have.” Asagi would have stayed at home while he waited for a solution to a problem that may or may not have been fixed. “So how dare you come and yell at me for helping Ruiza when you wouldn’t even be here if I hadn’t done it!” He slammed his hands against Asagi’s chest as hard as he could. “Now let me go!” He was sick of being clutched against his lover. Tsunehito scowled as Asagi pulled him closer. That pissed him off even more. “What part of ‘let me go’ are you incapable of understanding?” He curled his small hands into fists and hit Asagi’s chest again. Part of him was screaming at him to shut up and stop baiting Asagi. This wasn’t the sweet, gentle man that Tsunehito knew and loved. This was a darker, angrier version that wouldn’t care if he hurt the redhead.
Asagi’s limited patience snapped. One moment Tsunehito was in his arms and the next he’d been slammed into the nearest wall. “Asagi!” the redhead tried to push him back—with little success. The vampire didn’t budge. Instead, he caught Tsunehito’s wrists and pinned them above his head to prevent further attempts to break free. Then he pressed the redhead against the wall. A small voice of reason told Tsunehito that he should be afraid. The rest was too angry to listen.
“Get your hands off me!”
“Shut up.” Asagi squeezed the delicate wrist bones, earning a hiss of pain from Tsunehito. The vampire grasped his hair with his free hand then forced Tsunehito to bare the bitten side of his neck. His eyes darkened as he studied his lover. “How could you let Ruiza bite you?”
“It’s my blood!” Tsunehito snapped. “I can do whatever I want with it.”
Asagi tightened his grip on Tsunehito’s hair. “You... you are infuriating! You accuse me of being selfish for protecting you from the truth, while you throw yourself into another vampire’s arms! You weren’t just helping Ruiza. You liked it! Ruiza thought about biting you when I spoke to him! I could see and feel your reactions as if I’d been there myself.” He pushed Tsunehito more firmly against the wall. “I saw how you arched into Ruiza like you always do with me. How you slid your hand into his hair to keep him close to your neck.” Asagi’s eyes flashed with jealousy. “And Ruiza held you so close. As if he held a lover.”
Tsunehito gave him a defiant look. “So what if I liked Rui-chan biting me?”
That… was probably the stupidest thing he’d ever said. He was too angry to care. Asagi had hurt him by avoiding him so Tsunehito was taking vindictive pleasure in hurting his lover’s manly pride.
Asagi was incensed. “You belong to me! You have no right to enjoy the bite of another vampire!” He was so angry he was shaking. “Or would you prefer to be Ruiza’s lover instead of mine?”
Tsunehito said nothing. Let Asagi think what he wanted. He tensed as his lover growled, baring his fangs. When had his fangs grown? Seeing them made Tsunehito’s pulse quicken. Asagi was quickly losing what little control he had. Holding his warm, human lover so tight to his body while thirsty was only making it worse. And if Asagi bit him… he could end up killing Tsunehito. That realization broke through the fog of anger. “Asagi, I love you!” he said quickly. “And I would never leave you for Ruiza. Or anyone! I told Ruiza that before I let him bite me.”
It was too little too late. “That changes nothing,” Asagi snapped. “You’re my lover. Only I can bite you.” He leaned down and kissed Tsunehito roughly. It was a possessive kiss designed for one thing: to remind the redhead who he belonged to. Biting Asagi’s lip was tempting, but Tsunehito kissed him back. If he didn’t stop baiting his lover he was going to get himself hurt. Asagi forced his way into Tsunehito’s mouth, seemingly oblivious to the redhead’s need to breathe as he continued to kiss him. He tried to pull away so he could breathe. Growling, Asagi cradled the back of his head to keep him in place. The vampire had his hands trapped so Tsunehito couldn’t hit him. So Tsunehito roughly bit him. That, finally, had him pull back which gave the redhead a chance to breathe. He was panting as he looked up at Asagi.
“Why are you so jealous?” Tsunehito demanded. “I told you I loved you! That I was just trying to help Ruiza! Or would you prefer to have your friend suffer in silence like you?”
Asagi shook his head. “When you let Ruiza bite you, you submitted to him. You allowed him to claim you! When a human gives a vampire permission to bite them, it’s a sign of trust. Submission. You might as well have let him fuck you!”
“It was just an exchange of blood,” Tsunehito hissed. “We did not and will never have sex. Get over yourself.”
“Your blood and your body belong to me. Not Ruiza.”
Tsunehito couldn’t help but lose his temper again. “First,” he growled, glaring at Asagi. “You do NOT own me. I’m with you because I love you. I let you drink my blood because it helps you and it makes us closer. That does not mean I’m your personal blood bank! So don’t you fucking dare think that I’m your property! Second, Ruiza is my friend. He was clearly miserable and I wanted to help him. And if you care for him as much as you claim to then you would have done the exact same thing if you were in my position. Now get your fucking hands off me!” Tsunehito kicked him, hating his traitor heart as it gave away his fear. He liked to think he was a strong person. Mentally, yes. He’d been through a lot and could handle most of the shit that life threw at him. But physically? He rarely had a chance in fights. Especially against bigger opponents like Asagi. Even without the added bonus of vampire strength, he could easily have overpowered Tsunehito’s small, thin frame. It scared him that no matter how much he hit or kicked Asagi, the vampire was strong enough to keep him pinned like this.
So it came as a complete shock to him when Asagi released his wrists. Before Tsunehito could shove him back, the vampire pulled him away from the wall. “I tire of you fighting me.”
“Then let me go instead of manhandling me!” Tsunehito slapped Asagi’s hands away from his body. Quickly he backed away from him. His legs trembled a little and Tsunehito reached for the wall for support only to once again be captured in Asagi’s arms. “I said let me go!”
“I will when I can be sure that you remain my lover and have not developed feelings for Ruiza.”
Tsunehito gave him an incredulous look. How could he make this any clearer? Asagi was too overcome with thirst and jealousy to listen. “I’m NOT going to leave you! Get that through your thick head!” He coughed as his back roughly connected with the wall again. “Stop doing that!”
The vampire ignored him. Instead, he leaned down and kissed Tsunehito with the same intensity as earlier. The redhead didn’t dare hit him in case that got his wrists trapped again. Although it was tempting.
You belong to me. Asagi’s voice echoing in his mind made Tsunehito jump. Telepathy was one thing that Asagi never used on him. It was rude, an unwelcome intrusion, and that he would use it on Tsunehito now…
The redhead turned his head aside, breaking the kiss. “Stop acting like I’m your little girlfriend that you can take possession of,” he growled. “I told you that I’m not your fucking property!”
Tsunehito froze as Asagi ripped his shirt open. Literally tore it open, sending little buttons flying to the floor. Tsunehito stared at the buttons in shock before looking at his lover again. “What the hell?” Asagi never tore his clothes. Oh he would be in a hurry to get Tsunehito naked but not so impatient that he would ruin his clothing. “This is my work uniform!” Asagi gave Tsunehito a condescending look then forced him to bare his neck again. “Asagi!” The redhead shuddered as Asagi’s fangs scraped his skin. He braced himself for the bite… but it never came. Instead Asagi swept him off his feet and up into his arms. The living room vanished, and Tsunehito huffed as he was dropped onto his bed. He started to get up but Asagi shoved him back down.
“What the hell,” he hissed. “Do you have to be bitchy until you act all manly and remind me who I belong to?”
Asagi scoffed. “Apparently I have to.”
“Fuck you.”
Asagi gave him a mocking smile as he unzipped Tsunehito’s jeans. The redhead’s small hands shook with anger. Who the hell did Asagi think he was to barge in, yell at Tsunehito and make ridiculous accusations, push him around, then expect the redhead to have sex with him? What a bastard! But Tsunehito was hot with anger and he wanted sex just as much as Asagi did. His lover had neglected him for the better part of a week. He’d missed Asagi, missed closeness and intimacy with him. Even though he just wanted to punch the vampire right now.
Tsunehito reached up to bury his hands in Asagi’s silky hair. He roughly pulled his lover down for a kiss, biting Asagi’s lip hard enough to make it bleed. Two could play rough. Asagi took control of the kiss, pulling Tsunehito’s jeans down his thighs. He lifted his hips so Asagi could remove the jeans and his underwear. Once his clothes were off Tsunehito broke the kiss. He pulled Asagi’s shirt up over his arms, making sure to catch a fistful of hair and give it a sharp yank as he removed the shirt. That earned him a warning growl. Tsunehito smirked at him in response then pushed the vampire back so he could unzip his jeans. As soon as the zipper was down, Asagi pulled the rest of his clothes off. Then he pushed Tsunehito down before moving on top of him. His knee moved between the redhead’s legs to spread them for him. Asagi settled between Tsunehito’s legs. Then he pressed his fingers against the redhead’s lips. Tsunehito slowly took them into his mouth, locking eyes with that red gaze. He sucked on Asagi’s fingers, sliding his tongue over them with the same enthusiasm that he reserved for Asagi’s cock. And he knew his piercing only enhanced the sensation. He could feel the vampire hardening against his thigh.
Once Asagi deemed the fingers wet enough, he pulled them back. Tsunehito, hands still tangled in Asagi’s long hair, pulled him down for another kiss. He groaned against Asagi’s lips, arching into him as two fingers were thrust inside him. Asagi began to curl and angle them to stretch Tsunehito’s muscles. There was nothing gentle about the way he prepared Tsunehito. But the redhead didn’t care. He didn’t want slow and gentle. Neither did Asagi. Tsunehito parted his lips for Asagi, releasing his hair. He dragged his nails up Asagi’s arms to grasp his shoulders. Tsunehito dug his nails into the skin as Asagi thrust a third finger inside him. The vampire bit his lip in rebuke, drawing blood. He shuddered above Tsunehito as he tasted the blood. Asagi’s control was wire thin and it was only so long before his fangs met Tsunehito’s neck.
The fingers were removed just as quickly as they’d been thrust in. Tsunehito watched as Asagi moved off him to sit on the bed. Was his mouth supposed to serve as lube again? The vampire pulled Tsunehito up. “Suck,” he ordered, yanking him down. Tsunehito had to grab Asagi’s hips to keep from face planting into his lap. He gave the vampire a dark look but settled into a more comfortable position. He slowly took Asagi into his mouth, running his tongue over the vampire’s length as Asagi’s fingers tangled in his hair. Tsunehito almost choked on him as Asagi thrust into his mouth. Tsunehito scraped his teeth over his cock as a warning. He hissed around him as Asagi retaliated by puling his hair. So Asagi could play rough but he couldn't? Ass. Tsunehito relaxed his throat so he could accept Asagi.
“Ah… Tsune…” the vampire groaned as Tsunehito’s tongue caressed him again. He thrust into the redhead’s mouth once more before pulling out. Asagi pushed him back down, settling between his thighs. He gripped Tsunehito’s hips, fingers digging into the soft skin. Tsunehito gritted his teeth as Asagi thrust deep inside him with none of his usual gentleness. It hurt to be forced into like this but he was too far-gone to care. Both were angry, both needed release, and both needed each other. Asagi groaned as he was sheathed inside Tsunehito’s body. He didn’t give the redhead any time to adjust. He pulled out then thrust back in with the same force as before. Tsunehito swore and dragged his nails down Asagi’s back in response to a particularly hard thrust.
“Fuck…” he moaned. His nails dug into Asagi’s back as the vampire slammed back into him. Asagi hissed in displeasure then leaned down to kiss him. He bit Tsunehito’s lip when the redhead scratched him again. It was a little victory for Tsunehito. “Mm…” Almost automatically his head fell back against the pillows to bare his throat. Asagi shuddered above him and then Tsunehito felt the caress of fangs against his skin. “Ah… Asagi…” Pleasure mingled with pain as Tsunehito’s body gradually adjusted to the hard thrusts. “Bite… mm… just be… ah…” he moaned again. “Careful.” Asagi would bite him with or without Tsunehito’s permission. He would rather give his blood willingly than have it forcefully taken from him.
Asagi didn’t hesitate. He sank his fangs into Tsunehito’s neck at the same time he slammed into his prostate. Tsunehito arched off the bed with a scream. “Ah! Yes!” he groaned, shuddering as he felt Asagi drinking his blood. The vampire’s fingers dug into his hips as he roughly continued to thrust into Tsunehito. Too soon he began to feel dizzy. “Asagi… Asagi… stop!” he ordered, slamming his hands against his lover’s chest. “You’re going to... mm… take too much!” Asagi ignored him. Tsunehito grabbed his hair and pulled as hard as he could. That earned him a displeasured hiss. Frustrated, Asagi caught his wrists and pinned them above his head. Tsunehito kicked him, trying to use his legs to get the vampire off him. Asagi’s weight settled onto his legs to prevent him from fighting more. “Asagi!” Tsunehito yelled. “Let me go!” He winced as the vampire tightened his grip on Tsunehito’s wrists, placing painful pressure on the bones. The redhead struggled weakly. It was getting harder to move… and blackness was creeping in at the edges of his vision. He was going to pass out soon if Asagi continued to drink his blood.
“Asagi,” Tsunehito tried hitting his head against Asagi’s; the only thing he had left to fight him with. That did nothing but make the dizziness worse. “Stop…”
It was impossible for Tsunehito to escape from Asagi’s fangs.