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The room still plunged in darkness, echoed with the wet sounds of slurping and licking.
Jeongguk was sitting on the same upholstered chair as before, his pants unzipped, length out and being swallowed- by the man he had called over.
Dae Ho, aside from being a vampire, was a model too. A past date to a charity gala had become an occasional booty call for Jeongguk.
Vampires flock to the Originals like moths to fire. There's an allure in the prestige they hold.
Though not part of the royal court anymore, Jeongguk has the money, authority and power. It's obvious that people throw themselves at his feet.
So when Taehyung was all over him that night, that's what he had thought.
'Another night, another lowly fledgling wanting to stick their hands in gold,'
Thus, his rude approach when the model bit him.
But the joke's on him, Taehyung had no idea of his status or who he was, he had just wanted to have a fun night and was now hanging between life and death.
The model was a direct fledgeling, he could hay easily become a part of the court and do whatever he wished to do.
However, he chose to work his way up to the top and become an A-list celebrity without using any influences.
"Is Sir Jeon not in the mood today?" Dae Ho asked from between his legs, his hands moving around Jeongguk's length to get a reaction.
' too distracted ' he thinks before pulling him into his lap, not uttering a single word. He didn't feel like talking either.
A thought popped into his mind.
Gripping the base of his neck, Jeongguk tilted the man's neck to drink from him.
His thumb stroked at the veins in his neck, deep in thought.
"Oh? Are you in the mood to drink from me after so long, Jeongguk ssi?"
'not really' he thought as he tilted his head, leaving the fledgling without an answer before he dove in.
Fangs sinking in, blood oozed out into his mouth, on his tongue but it tasted of rust and ash- annoyingly bland frustrating his taste buds.
He pulled back scowling, spitting the blood onto the floor. Dae Ho immediately stood up from his lap, his eyes wide.
His thoughts were proving themselves right.
"Byung Chul," Jeongguk ushered with a sigh falling back into the chair and the butler was walking right in,
"Lead Dae Ho out," the said man only looked more and more confused about everything, but followed the butler nonetheless. He knew none of his questions were going to be answered.
It was only a few minutes later that Jeongguk's phone rang.
"Hello, Yoongi hyung?" He replied to the static burst awaiting the reason behind the call, maybe to inform him of Taehyung's recovery.
"Taehyung has been rejecting Hoseok's blood, every time we tried. He has vomited more blood than he's taken. We'll lose him at this rate, Jeongguk.
You need to come over. Namjoon will be arriving anytime, please be fast, "
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