AU Fic --- Lust for Humanity --- Part 3/?
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ebyruTitle: Lust for Humanity Part 3/?
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin, Sungmin/Kyuhyun, hint at another
Genre: AU --crack. crack. crack.
Rating: R for cursing and situations.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I wish I did.
Summary: Vampires can try to die too. And then forget.
Word count: 1569
Notes: Unbetad. Forgive any typos, I'll fix them tomorrow.
Part 1 || Part 2
"What the fuck, Sungmin!?" Heechul pointed at him, incredulous.
Sungmin moaned, licking over the taller man's lips, ignoring Heechul's cries of horror. "This is what we do." Sungmin pulled the young man onto the couch, pushing his shoulders down and walking toward Heechul.
"What do you mean we?" Heechul watched as the dazed man on the couch had stars in his eyes, unaware of the rupture in his lip.
"You, and me, and I'm sure a few others around the world." Sungmin trailed his finger down Heechul's chest. "Aren't you hungry, dear?" It was a condescending dear, Heechul knew that much.
"Not for blood. Don't we have steak or something?" Heechul avoided Sungmin's glare, it was much of a turn on, considering how pretty he was.
"Do you know why you want steak?" Sungmin pushed Heechul down onto a sofa chair. He leaned in close, breathing into Heechul's ear. "Because you want blood. We would eat raw steaks, darling."
Heechul snorted, tapping Sungmin's shoulder. Why would he ever drink a human's blood? The whole situation had to be a joke. Maybe Sungmin was the villain he was supposed to defeat. "I don't think so." Heechul crossed his arms.
"Really," Sungmin curled a finger in Kyuhyun's direction, gesturing for him to sit between Heechul's legs against the soft carpeting. Sungmin squatted down, his nail grazing the skin of Kyuhyun's neck and opening a tiny cut. "Now, smell it then."
Heechul scoffed. Sungmin was really sadistic, wasn't he? Maybe he was the giver in bed and Heechul didn't realize. But he shrugged his shoulders, leaning in to smell at the young man's skin.
It was intoxicating, delicious. It smelt like liquid heaven, his mouth tingling from the faint odor. It had to be some kind of trick. It was almost like catnip for humans. "Yes, he smells nice." Heechul sat back in his chair, mind still trying to forget the scent.
"Taste him then. It won't kill him." Sungmin grinned, something was digging into his plump lips. It almost looked like teeth, but that would be impossible. Wouldn't it?
"Are we having that threesome?" Heechul chuckled, still a non-believer of Sungmin's larger than life stories.
"Only if you lick his neck." Sungmin licked his lips, his finger swirling over Heechul's knee enticingly.
A threesome would be interesting, especially since they were both easy on the eyes. Heechul contemplated the situation; all he had to do was lick this young man's neck and they would have sex. Sounded like a pretty fair trade.
"Fine," Heechul cupped Kyuhyun's face, watching his facial expression carefully as he darted his tongue out against the smooth skin.
Heechul's eyes grew large, darkening instantly as his teeth sunk into the luscious skin. Sungmin grinned, petting Kyuhyun's hair, hushing him softly when sharp teeth pierced his skin. A moan crept past his bruised lips, his head falling back in ecstasy.
Heechul wanted to pull away, wanted to stop. He couldn't find the will to let go of this man who was becoming paler by the second. Sungmin finally intervened, pulling Kyuhyun by his shoulders and lying him down on the carpet.
"See, you and I are the same." Sungmin ran his fingers over Kyuhyun's chest, trying to calm his breathing. He was still writhing from being drained of so much blood.
Heechul wiped his lips, ashamed of what he'd done to such a young man. "Will he be okay?" He stared at him. Kyuhyun's lips were parted, his hair tussled, his skin flushed and obviously erect, from the snug fit of his dark pants.
It made Heechul's mind wander. Did the blood of a throbbing cock taste differently, better? Maybe it tasted worse. Maybe mixing it with sperm made it more tolerable. What kind of beast had he become with just one drink of that warm blood.
Sungmin patted the bulge in the young man's pants, causing him to writhe more. "He'll be just fine. Unless you decide to sample the blood in his cock. That would be a bad idea." Sungmin giggled, rubbing between Kyuhyun's thighs.
"Are you reading my mind?" Heechul frowned, crossing his legs comfortably.
"Maybe," Sungmin crawled on top of Kyuhyun, facing Heechul. "Does it matter?" He rolled his hips on top of the young man, his nails digging into the slender calves.
Heechul's mouth became dry. He wasn't sure if it was because of the blood, or because of his Sungmin. He was supposed to belong to him, right? Either way, it was getting harder to swallow, and the images in his mind weren't helping.
"Heechul," Sungmin moaned, leaning his head back while grabbing onto Kyuhyun's hips gently. "Don't you want to taste the rest of him? I guarantee he won't mind." The girl-ish man snickered, pulling off his shirt.
"That's because you have him in a trance or something." Heechul didn't like taking advantage of people, no matter how delectable they were. "Let him decide, and we'll see." He waited, unwilling to continue otherwise.
Sungmin blinked a few times and climbed off of the hypnotized man. He sat at Heechul's feet, kissing his thigh slowly. "We'll see."
Kyuhyun grunted, rubbing his neck. "Where--Oh my god, why am I bleeding?" He stared at his palm, wiping it on his shirt. He looked at the two men sitting down questioningly. "Where am I?"
Sungmin shrugged, pretending he didn't know, leaving the explanation to Heechul. A glare was what he received, and deserved. A spanking would have been good, too. But he might have enjoyed that.
"This is my apartment. We met you in a park and invited you back here." Lies, it was all lies. But saying Oh, we tricked you and bit you and now we want to fuck you was a bit distressing for anyone. "My name is Heechul, by the way, in case you forgot."
Kyuhyun shook his head. "I remember your names. But why am I here, and why am I bleeding?" He held the cut in his neck, not realizing it had already coagulated.
"Well," Heechul wasn't going to take all the heat. "Sungmin here, likes biting a lot. I guess he got a bit carried away. And then you passed out." And the lies continued.
Sungmin huffed, biting Heechul's knee gently. The older man snorted, petting his hair. He was cute, he'd give him that much.
"Oh, wow." Kyuhyun stretched a bit. "I guess I liked it." He laughed, looking down at his pants, which were tighter than when he first put them on.
"So now," Heechul bent over, scraping his fingernails down Sungmin's back especially slow. "The question is: do you want to continue?" Heechul pinched Sungmin's ass, impressed by how tolerant he was.
Kyuhyun rubbed his neck a bit, as though wondering if it was worth it. He unzipped his pants and slid them down to his ankles. "I'm already half way there, we might as well." He smirked at Sungmin. "I'd like to try that little bunny out."
Heechul's face twisted in disgust. That man acted just like Sungmin, if not worse. That was probably why he'd chosen him; he could sense the sleaze. Sungmin looked up at him, as though asking for permission.
"Go ahead." He pushed Sungmin into Kyuhyun and they latched onto each other hungrily. "I'm going for a walk." He left his apartment, locking it, careful not to disrupt the perverts.
Heechul sighed, waiting in front of the elevator. Kyuhyun was too easy, just like Sungmin. There was no fun in a prey if they wanted to be caught. Well, maybe not prey. He shook his head, trying to forget the metallic taste of blood. When it fell onto his tongue, the taste--changed.
"Which floor?" Yesung leaned closer to Heechul's face, trying to get his attention.
Heechul fell back against the elevator wall. "Sorry," He fixed his shirt, pulling the sleeves off his shoulders. A little skin never hurt anyone. "Ground floor, please."
Yesung smiled and nodded, swiping his keycard to start the lift. He whistled, looking at Heechul with a soft stare, looking away when he thought to be caught. This man, Heechul thought, was someone he'd be willing to work for.
"So," Heechul leaned closer, testing the man. "How long have you been working here?"
Yesung cleared his throat, fixing the front of his hat, clearly to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks. "About two years." He looked at the elevator buttons, trying not to make eye contact.
Why is he staring so hard? It's making my skin burn.
Heechul held in a laugh, not wanting to further embarrass the man. "Can I ask you something?" He purposely leaned closer, pushing Yesung up against the side of the elevator, his knee rubbing playfully against a muscular thigh.
"Ye-yeah. Sure." Yesung gulped, his Adam's apple making it painfully hard for Heechul to keep his teeth away.
"Do you like men?" Heechul batted his eyelashes, nearing their mouths.
"I-I never tried." Yesung felt like he needed to jump out of his skin, or he'd be eaten up by the seductive man.
"Would you?" Heechul breathed the words into Yesung's mouth, making sure to trail his fingers tantalizingly slow up the small wrist.
"It depends. I need to really like someone to go that far." Yesung was starting to sweat.
Good answer. Heechul sealed his lips over Yesung's. Sungmin would have to understand; he was with a boytoy of his own.
--TO BE CONTINUED--
Comments are ♥
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin, Sungmin/Kyuhyun, hint at another
Genre: AU --crack. crack. crack.
Rating: R for cursing and situations.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I wish I did.
Summary: Vampires can try to die too. And then forget.
Word count: 1569
Notes: Unbetad. Forgive any typos, I'll fix them tomorrow.
Part 1 || Part 2
"What the fuck, Sungmin!?" Heechul pointed at him, incredulous.
Sungmin moaned, licking over the taller man's lips, ignoring Heechul's cries of horror. "This is what we do." Sungmin pulled the young man onto the couch, pushing his shoulders down and walking toward Heechul.
"What do you mean we?" Heechul watched as the dazed man on the couch had stars in his eyes, unaware of the rupture in his lip.
"You, and me, and I'm sure a few others around the world." Sungmin trailed his finger down Heechul's chest. "Aren't you hungry, dear?" It was a condescending dear, Heechul knew that much.
"Not for blood. Don't we have steak or something?" Heechul avoided Sungmin's glare, it was much of a turn on, considering how pretty he was.
"Do you know why you want steak?" Sungmin pushed Heechul down onto a sofa chair. He leaned in close, breathing into Heechul's ear. "Because you want blood. We would eat raw steaks, darling."
Heechul snorted, tapping Sungmin's shoulder. Why would he ever drink a human's blood? The whole situation had to be a joke. Maybe Sungmin was the villain he was supposed to defeat. "I don't think so." Heechul crossed his arms.
"Really," Sungmin curled a finger in Kyuhyun's direction, gesturing for him to sit between Heechul's legs against the soft carpeting. Sungmin squatted down, his nail grazing the skin of Kyuhyun's neck and opening a tiny cut. "Now, smell it then."
Heechul scoffed. Sungmin was really sadistic, wasn't he? Maybe he was the giver in bed and Heechul didn't realize. But he shrugged his shoulders, leaning in to smell at the young man's skin.
It was intoxicating, delicious. It smelt like liquid heaven, his mouth tingling from the faint odor. It had to be some kind of trick. It was almost like catnip for humans. "Yes, he smells nice." Heechul sat back in his chair, mind still trying to forget the scent.
"Taste him then. It won't kill him." Sungmin grinned, something was digging into his plump lips. It almost looked like teeth, but that would be impossible. Wouldn't it?
"Are we having that threesome?" Heechul chuckled, still a non-believer of Sungmin's larger than life stories.
"Only if you lick his neck." Sungmin licked his lips, his finger swirling over Heechul's knee enticingly.
A threesome would be interesting, especially since they were both easy on the eyes. Heechul contemplated the situation; all he had to do was lick this young man's neck and they would have sex. Sounded like a pretty fair trade.
"Fine," Heechul cupped Kyuhyun's face, watching his facial expression carefully as he darted his tongue out against the smooth skin.
Heechul's eyes grew large, darkening instantly as his teeth sunk into the luscious skin. Sungmin grinned, petting Kyuhyun's hair, hushing him softly when sharp teeth pierced his skin. A moan crept past his bruised lips, his head falling back in ecstasy.
Heechul wanted to pull away, wanted to stop. He couldn't find the will to let go of this man who was becoming paler by the second. Sungmin finally intervened, pulling Kyuhyun by his shoulders and lying him down on the carpet.
"See, you and I are the same." Sungmin ran his fingers over Kyuhyun's chest, trying to calm his breathing. He was still writhing from being drained of so much blood.
Heechul wiped his lips, ashamed of what he'd done to such a young man. "Will he be okay?" He stared at him. Kyuhyun's lips were parted, his hair tussled, his skin flushed and obviously erect, from the snug fit of his dark pants.
It made Heechul's mind wander. Did the blood of a throbbing cock taste differently, better? Maybe it tasted worse. Maybe mixing it with sperm made it more tolerable. What kind of beast had he become with just one drink of that warm blood.
Sungmin patted the bulge in the young man's pants, causing him to writhe more. "He'll be just fine. Unless you decide to sample the blood in his cock. That would be a bad idea." Sungmin giggled, rubbing between Kyuhyun's thighs.
"Are you reading my mind?" Heechul frowned, crossing his legs comfortably.
"Maybe," Sungmin crawled on top of Kyuhyun, facing Heechul. "Does it matter?" He rolled his hips on top of the young man, his nails digging into the slender calves.
Heechul's mouth became dry. He wasn't sure if it was because of the blood, or because of his Sungmin. He was supposed to belong to him, right? Either way, it was getting harder to swallow, and the images in his mind weren't helping.
"Heechul," Sungmin moaned, leaning his head back while grabbing onto Kyuhyun's hips gently. "Don't you want to taste the rest of him? I guarantee he won't mind." The girl-ish man snickered, pulling off his shirt.
"That's because you have him in a trance or something." Heechul didn't like taking advantage of people, no matter how delectable they were. "Let him decide, and we'll see." He waited, unwilling to continue otherwise.
Sungmin blinked a few times and climbed off of the hypnotized man. He sat at Heechul's feet, kissing his thigh slowly. "We'll see."
Kyuhyun grunted, rubbing his neck. "Where--Oh my god, why am I bleeding?" He stared at his palm, wiping it on his shirt. He looked at the two men sitting down questioningly. "Where am I?"
Sungmin shrugged, pretending he didn't know, leaving the explanation to Heechul. A glare was what he received, and deserved. A spanking would have been good, too. But he might have enjoyed that.
"This is my apartment. We met you in a park and invited you back here." Lies, it was all lies. But saying Oh, we tricked you and bit you and now we want to fuck you was a bit distressing for anyone. "My name is Heechul, by the way, in case you forgot."
Kyuhyun shook his head. "I remember your names. But why am I here, and why am I bleeding?" He held the cut in his neck, not realizing it had already coagulated.
"Well," Heechul wasn't going to take all the heat. "Sungmin here, likes biting a lot. I guess he got a bit carried away. And then you passed out." And the lies continued.
Sungmin huffed, biting Heechul's knee gently. The older man snorted, petting his hair. He was cute, he'd give him that much.
"Oh, wow." Kyuhyun stretched a bit. "I guess I liked it." He laughed, looking down at his pants, which were tighter than when he first put them on.
"So now," Heechul bent over, scraping his fingernails down Sungmin's back especially slow. "The question is: do you want to continue?" Heechul pinched Sungmin's ass, impressed by how tolerant he was.
Kyuhyun rubbed his neck a bit, as though wondering if it was worth it. He unzipped his pants and slid them down to his ankles. "I'm already half way there, we might as well." He smirked at Sungmin. "I'd like to try that little bunny out."
Heechul's face twisted in disgust. That man acted just like Sungmin, if not worse. That was probably why he'd chosen him; he could sense the sleaze. Sungmin looked up at him, as though asking for permission.
"Go ahead." He pushed Sungmin into Kyuhyun and they latched onto each other hungrily. "I'm going for a walk." He left his apartment, locking it, careful not to disrupt the perverts.
Heechul sighed, waiting in front of the elevator. Kyuhyun was too easy, just like Sungmin. There was no fun in a prey if they wanted to be caught. Well, maybe not prey. He shook his head, trying to forget the metallic taste of blood. When it fell onto his tongue, the taste--changed.
"Which floor?" Yesung leaned closer to Heechul's face, trying to get his attention.
Heechul fell back against the elevator wall. "Sorry," He fixed his shirt, pulling the sleeves off his shoulders. A little skin never hurt anyone. "Ground floor, please."
Yesung smiled and nodded, swiping his keycard to start the lift. He whistled, looking at Heechul with a soft stare, looking away when he thought to be caught. This man, Heechul thought, was someone he'd be willing to work for.
"So," Heechul leaned closer, testing the man. "How long have you been working here?"
Yesung cleared his throat, fixing the front of his hat, clearly to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks. "About two years." He looked at the elevator buttons, trying not to make eye contact.
Why is he staring so hard? It's making my skin burn.
Heechul held in a laugh, not wanting to further embarrass the man. "Can I ask you something?" He purposely leaned closer, pushing Yesung up against the side of the elevator, his knee rubbing playfully against a muscular thigh.
"Ye-yeah. Sure." Yesung gulped, his Adam's apple making it painfully hard for Heechul to keep his teeth away.
"Do you like men?" Heechul batted his eyelashes, nearing their mouths.
"I-I never tried." Yesung felt like he needed to jump out of his skin, or he'd be eaten up by the seductive man.
"Would you?" Heechul breathed the words into Yesung's mouth, making sure to trail his fingers tantalizingly slow up the small wrist.
"It depends. I need to really like someone to go that far." Yesung was starting to sweat.
Good answer. Heechul sealed his lips over Yesung's. Sungmin would have to understand; he was with a boytoy of his own.
--TO BE CONTINUED--
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