A Vampire and A Werewolf (Daminette) Fanfic: My Story

Broken Promise

Marinette
We got back home and my dad patched me up. Sh*t I forgot about the hickey! *internally screams* Damian is dead meat... The blood began to seep through the bandages that wrapped around my waist. Tears filled his eyes once again and Damian just stood there, frozen. These people...*sigh*

Tom: Marinette...you have to do this.

Marinette: Nope not doing this.

Tom: Please...I can't loose you, like your mother and Marin.

Marinette: ...Like if they truly loved us...*sigh* Fine...if I'm gonna do this, then you need to leave. No offense, adults make me nervous.

Tom: Fine, Damian, show me the bite marks when you're done, please.

Damian: Yes Mr. Dupain.
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Marinette: Nope, I'm not doing it.

Damian: C'mon habibti, you have to or else you'll..die...

Marinette: You can find another soulmate. I'll be fine..-

Damian: Stop Your Sh*t, Marinette! You Know You Won't Be Fine... I've noticed what you do when you lie, you always look to your left side. You know it as well as I do. And *sniff* I don't want another other than you..

Oh damn...now he's crying... He rested his head and my hand, gripping it with his. *sigh* The things this soulmate bond does to me.

Marinette: ....Fine...

Damian: ..Wait..really..? You'd actually..-

Marinette: Don't expect me to do it again. Got it?

Damian: I can't promise you that, habibti.

Marinette: But seriously what kind of soulmate wants to taste tears and sadness... let's get this over with.

He unbuttoned the top part of his shirt and pulled it down enough so I could see a bit of chest. But dang, I knew he was fit, but not 4 pack fit! I didn't realize how long I was staring..."Like what you see, is this turning you on, habibti?~", the werewolf asked seductively. I looked away but..as habit would have it, it was to my left. He came closer, chuckling, and bent down. I could see his neck now in front of me.

Marinette: Sorry if it hurts, I'll stop if..-

Damian: Uh-uh-uh..Nope. No pain, no gain, habibti.

Marinette: *rolls eyes* Here goes..

I sunk my teeth, piercing through his skin. He groaned a bit so I stopped, about to release my hold when he said, "Keep going until that's wound is closed, I'll be fine." I continued once more. His blood was dark in color, healthy, it wasn't that bad, rather addicting like the nicotine they use in cigarettes. Intoxicating. The wind was almost close, literally a half an inch left to go. I halted, removing myself not leaving a single drop.

Marinette: T-That's enough...

Damian: But it isn't closed yet..-

Marinette: I might kill you. You're probably light headed, I felt I drank you almost empty..

Damian: Trust me I'm fine. C'mon just a little more..-

Marinette: If I continue I might not be able to stop. That says how addicting your blood is...no more.

He got up and sat back down on the edge of the bed, his back turned to me. I closed my eyes trying to contain my lust but his blood circulated in my mouth. I couldn't get it out of my head. Werewolf blood is so fatty and disgusting but his...was...special. And just to make matters worse, he kissed me. He forced my mouth open, only then did I realize what he was doing. Blood flowed into my mouth.

I unconsciously kept swallowing. Doesn't he know what his blood doesn't to me?! Now, my body had a mind of its own. My eyes were even more red than before. I pulled him in closer by his head, tugging his hair slightly, trying to get every last bit from him. Why isn't he stopping me!? Crap... I flipped him over onto my bed, me now above him, panting. "Enough..." I muttered shakily. I got up and showed him the wound. It was gone.

He smiled as he laid back in bed. "And hey, the hickey's still there.." he giggled. I turned around, flustered.

Marinette: Shut Up! You're lucky my dad only mistook it for a bruise. I'm going to get a glass of water for me to drink and a towel and some water to clean up that bite. Just rest for a while, *half way out the door* Now it's my turn to take care of you, Dami.
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Downstairs
Tom: Did She..-

Damian: Yup, She did. *shows him bite mark*

Tom: Oh thank God! The bite will be gone by tomorrow with your supernatural healing and all that, plus it wasn't that deep. Thank you so much, Damian. I can never thank you enough.

Damian: Well She is my soulmate, I gotta take care of her right?

Tom: Right.

Damian: But, I have a question.

Tom: What is it?

Damian: If you don't mind me asking...how did you know that your wife was your soulmate? I mean half breeds are common but not especially common with vampires and humans as one is more likely to be taken out.

Tom: Well...as you know, I don't really drink blood, neither does Marinette. She was brought up in Shanghai with her brother and was generally around different breeds. When we both met, she wasn't really startled when I stared at her, Y'know with the soulmate bonding and all. Vampires usually get a red shimmer in their eyes when they find theirs, devils get purple while werewolves get green.

Damian: I think I saw that in her eyes when we first met.

Tom: Yup...Of course, humans can't sense these things so she was rather surprised, yet calm. We started going out and all and about two years later we got married and later had Marin. Five years after, we had Marinette. When Marinette was around three years we moved her in Gotham from Shanghai. But soon after the vampire killings went up and Sabine didn't really feel safe around me or Marinette. A year passed and that's when she left with Marin to Paris where the risk level was relatively lower than here in Gotham.
But soulmate bonding is a mysterious thing. I don't think a vampire and a werewolf were ever brought together. So I was really skeptical of you at first. But, I trust you enough to know that you'll keep my daughter safe.

Damian: Of course. Well, I'll be going now. I left Marinette resting in her bed so she'll be fine. See you, Mr. Dupain.

Tom: Be safe, Damian.