"ah!" Taehyung cried when the grip tightened around his wrists, "Please, stop, who are you?" he begged Jeongguk to let go.
Jeongguk sat beside him as he clenched both his wrists behind his back. The man had an iron grip on him as he kept him from moving away.
Taehyung wished he wasn't so hungry- too weak to even try to run away. There was agonizing hunger growing within him.
It all felt too familiar, why was he feeling like a newborn again? A wrenching thirst was slowly taking over him.
He doesn't know what the feeling of fulfilment he had felt a few moments ago was, it felt as if there was power surging through him, but it was long gone leaving him thirstier than before.
The CEO on the other hand was caught in a different dire situation.
It was his fault that he got too caught up in the other's scent of roses, too distracted by the pleasure that the beauty was bringing him.
Now because of his own carelessness, he had his hands full because of the wailing, sobbing and hungry fledgling beside him.
He had approached the blond because he wanted to feed- being an original only vampire make the cut for it.
What he hadn't expected was for the blond brat to not recognize who he was. The 7 originals are known to every vampire out there, making him wonder what rock the brat lives under.
It was common knowledge among vampires that feeding from the Originals was against the law.
It was a punishable offence to do so.
And that Taehyung knows- exactly the reason why he's been sobbing. He doesn't want to get locked in the dungeons forever, his modelling career was everything for him.
There is a reason why it's been deemed a crime, a reason kept well hidden, a reason Taehyung didn't know.
Vampires are humans who mutate into these immortal creatures dependent on blood because of the venom from the Originals.
The Originals are the progenitors of the vampires, the producers of the venom. Thus, one can imagine the extent of their abilities and the difference between the two existences.
It's what differentiates a lake from a pot.
And it flags nothing but a disaster if someone other than a direct fledging of the originals feeds from them.
Jeongguk looked at Taehyung who had stopped struggling. His face looked puffed up because of the tears that had flowed.
This was the calm before the storm before the blood takes its maddening effect on the model.
Jeongguk doesn't know much about it, but what he knows is that soon Taehyung will begin to behave like a feral newborn.
An original's blood is mind-breaking for fledglings of low blood. The one whose wrists he has grabbed with a single hand will soon become something impossible to control even for him.
He had called for his butler to bring an SUV over as soon as possible.
He has made a mistake and he'll be the one to correct it. But first, he needs to lock this fledgling in a room that he can't break out of.
His phone rings beside him, lighting up to show a text from Yoongi that says "Bring the fledgeling to my mansion, we have a basement cell underground," and Jeongguk is moving to pick Taehyung up in his arms.
However, he stops the moment he feels a heartbeat from the model in his arms.
No.
Nononononono.
It was too soon for the changes to befall already. The mansion was 45 minutes away from his location, he couldn't afford to have a feral newborn in a place full of humans.
It'll become a scene of horror and carnage.
There was only one thing that came to his mind at that moment.
/Bite/
He laid the model back on the bed swiftly, leaving Taehyung terrified of whatever was coming next.
Taehyung felt too weak to even move as if something was eating him from the inside. He was feeling so incomplete, so deprived, it was wrenching his heart.
Jeongguk cupped his jaw to hold his neck up straight to look into his eyes. He could see his pupils dilate, a deep crimson was beginning to take over.
He needed to hurry.
Taking another second to look at the fledgeling, Jeongguk tilted his head to sink his fangs through the skin of the blond beneath him.
He had only expected the salty-sweet taste on his tongue but a hoard of feelings exploded into his reason- rendering his knees to weaken and give out on the bed.
He had never felt the urge to moan while feeding but here he was, mumbling praises into the model's neck.
Taehyung moaned the moment he felt teeth sink in, his breathing fastened, and his toes began to curl as he pulled the original closer, pushing his head down on his neck wanting more of it.
Somehow he was feeling over the moon listening to praises from someone he had met only a few hours ago but there was a feeling of contentment washing over him. Something he didn't want to let go of.
And Jeongguk swears he had never tasted anything like it, it was making him lose reason to the point of no return. He drank and drank until he could no longer.
Until Taehyung's conscience gave out and his hand slipped off from within Jeongguk's locks to fall limp on the bed leaving him unconscious.
Jeongguk had merely wanted to drain him out to gain time to get him to Yoongi's house.
He had never expected to experience whatever the fuck that was but he'll make sure to discuss it with his hyungs once he gets there.
He heads out the door with Model's body sleeping (passed out) in his arms.
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Fanfiction#taekookau Super model Taehyung has had his eyes on Jeon Jeongguk for a while. The young CEO has been the center of his attention since the moment he had walked into the after party of the London Fashion week. He looks gorgeous, and Taehyung's been...
