𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓑𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼 4

𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 {𝔙𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢 ℌ𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔐𝔦𝔠}

The door to your bedroom opened but you refused to look up from the floor. You could hear the hunter walking over to you, slow but with that excited bounce, until he was right in front of you. But he had no reason to fear you not when your hands are tied behind your back, your legs chained to the floor, and your fangs caged by a damn dog muzzle. Yes, your centuries of being feared are surely behind you now.

"My poor thing, you must be starving, ignoring your own instincts all these years." A low growl escaped you at the simple thought of quenching the constant thirst you've felt since birth. But you won't become a slave to human blood like those who have fallen before you, whatever pathetic human he drops before you will be left to rot like all the others.

Hizashi hit his knees in front of you, unclasping your muzzle "I brought you dinner, I know you won't let it go to waste this time." Finally, you looked up at the man in front of you, that stupid smirk on his face "And how do you know that?" Softly, with care in his touch, he moved your head until it rest on his shoulder. You tried to pull away but the hand on the back of your neck wouldn't allow it, he craned his neck as far as he could "They always say hunter blood tastes the best."

He could feel your droll dripping onto his shoulder but you were still tense, still fighting your own instincts. He suddenly pulled a small knife out of his pocket and cut a small slash into his neck. The second the smell of rusted iron filled your nose you sighed, pupils dilating, as your nature won over your mind.

You bit down into his neck hard enough to break the skin on the first try. You heard him let out a pained groan as you began to feed but you could no longer find the will to care as you greedily took your fill. Just a taste of one human's blood and you're already addicted, how pathetic Hizash thought as you feasted. 

You would have drained the hunter dry had it not been for him pouring holy water down your back, you howled out in pain as you released his neck and lurched yourself back against the wall hoping the coldness would relive the burn. Quickly he strapped your muzzle back on your face "Sorry my darling, but letting you kill me would be bad for the both of us. But don't worry ill let you feed on me again soon."

You bearly heard what he was saying, more focused on the way his blood poured from his wound and stained the white shirt he wore. He chuckled at the realization, dipping his finger into the mess and using his own blood to write his name onto your arm before grabbing your chin and forcing you to look him in the eyes  "Since my blood seems to get your attention maybe that will help you start to accept your new place as my love."

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(600 Words)

Take that muzzle off again im suck more than his blood
S̶u̶c̶k̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶r̶a̶u̶m̶a̶ ̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶m̶a̶n̶

I could feel my heart beating in my chest the whole damn time I wrote this, butterflies in my tummy. I have no excuse, no explanation, im simply a whore

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