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Wolf! Branzy X Vampire! Clown

So like I didn't rlly like the old one so I decided to rewrite this.. so like if you want part 2 then just ask and I'll do it.

Branzy's POV-

I sprinted through the forest, my heart sinking as I notice that he was gaining on me rather quick. My heart was pounding, basically leaping out of my chest. Unknown to me, I notice that he grabbed  hold of my arm. Pinning me against the tree, he pushed my head to the side, exposing my neck. I tried to shuffle against him, his fangs sinking through my skin almost immediately. "Please.. can we talk this out? I don't want to die, I'm a werewolf. My blood isn't even that tasty. Please.." he grins and says something I wish I never heard from him, ever.

"Oh but I just can't get a bough of you, you're different you..taste so so sweet. Your blood it's rich, I might just have to take you, for me, and for me only." My tail was now hiding, my ears pinned to my head. My arms trying to struggle out of his iron grip against me. I failed to escape, he kept taking as much blood as he wanted, he was tall. Blood all over him, he wore a mask, although, he took it off slightly as to bite me.

As he stopped his biting, small pools escaped, pouring down his lips. He wore a jester type of costume, he even had the jester hat. As I thought of these things he drunk more of my blood, as he continued to drink, my head hurt, my hands shaky, body weary, and I could feel myself about to give way as my body goes limp and my eyes slowly start to doze off, soon engulfed in darkness.

Clown-
I had found him, his scent was a-luring, his blood, sweet, warm, and sickly addictive. As if he were a drug. I drank more and more. I couldn't help it, the urges to much to control, I let myself go. And now I was holding him, limp. I carried him back to my manor, by others it was seen it called a castle but it was more of a manor.. screw the details.

I made my way through the hallways, lit by candles, rows of candles, most were new. I had finally made it to my room, placing him down on my bed. King size. Although it was a huge bed, I decided to lay right next to him. He was pretty, beautiful even. (find someone that looks + thinks of you like Clown does to Branzy) His hair, fluffy, ruffled, soft. Not long yet not short. His face, perfection. Lips, kinda of dry, but still perfect. His eye, restful, peaceful. 

He was peaceful, unlike before, where he was shaky, paranoid, and rather violent. By my gods, he's an Angel. I took him in my lap. Holding him close. I licked the area of where I bit him, I felt bad but I couldn't help it he was good, although most werewolves didn't have good blood. His was new, sweeter then anything or anyone I tasted. To say that he was mine to keep was everything.

He started to stir on my lap, he was starting to wake. I put my mask on comfortably.he opened his eyes, and noticed me staring at him. He backed up and started to look around. "Where am I?! What're you doing? And WHY am I on your lap?" i sigh.

"Because you're mine. Do we have a problem with that?" He glances at me. "No.. no problem's at all. None!" I grin at him and speak "good boy." He nods, and looks away, his face looked slightly red.. was he sick or was it just blood? I grabbed his chin and inspected his cheeks. His cheeks got even more red and i licked it. Seems like blood running.

I continued to inspect him, he was warm. Very very warm, unlike me, although it was very calming and i kept him close. He didn't seem to care but he seemed more red as I continued with these actions. Hm. "So.. what are you gonna do with me?" He asks. I close my eyes and hum. "Hm. I'm gonna keep you as mine. So like use you for blood, keep you close to me at all times, and basically just give you anything you want. Dunno."

"Oh..Oh uhm okay.." he said and I heard his stomach growl. I raised an eyebrow. "Are you hungry, love?" He seemed to panic, and in a rather slowly, and shaky, voice said "yessss..?"

Clown nuzzled his head into Branzy's shoulder, and nodded. Mumbling words then saying. "Stay here. I'll get you food. Don't go anywhere." Rather condescending..

Branzy nodded and Clown disappeared. Branzy was leaning into him, so when he disappeared, he fell backwards onto the bed. Branzy looked around the room noticing a bunch of shelves full or random things, books, figurines, notebooks, pens, drawing stuff, basically random stuff with some necessities mixed in there too. (I'm describing my shelf..)

Branzy looked at a book, seemingly interested with the concept and cover, he brought it over to the bed, he then decided to rearrange the bed. Sort of like a small nest. With pillows surrounding the outside and a few pillows here and there in the middle and a bunch of blankets on the inside. Although Branzy was a wolf, it was a freezing day, soon turning night, which meant it would be colder in the following hours.

Clown was yet to come back, so Branzy got pretty far into the book, around page 70. And still going. It was around an hour later, and Clown was yet to come back, Branzy was getting worried. Yet he knew it took long to hunt, or do whatever Clown was up to. He sighed and continued to read. About half an hour later he smelt a little bit of cooked meat, it was getting close, the aroma so sweet and strong.

The closer it got, the more he could smell it and clown. His tail wagged, as he smelled the food and Clown more. He was getting more accustomed to Clown, well.. now that he brought him food. Branzy was happy to see food, since when Clown found him he was hunting, and was caught before he could eat. Clown handed him the food, and he immediately started to eat it, bite after bite before it was completely consumed, Branzy was content with the food.

"All better?" Branzy nodded and gave him a smile. He looked up at clown, handing over the plate. Clown placed it somewhere behind him and looked at his bed, noticing the new arrangements of his bed. "Did you do this? And is that one of my books?" Branzy made a face and smiled.. chuckling one of his nervous laughs and "well yeah.. i had to make it comfortable, while also having to distract myself so.."

"Ok. Well that's alright. I don't mind." Clown went over the pillows, fixed it as he had slightly moved it, and went to Branzy, lying in his lap. He made himself comfortable, facing to Branzy's left thigh, he positioned Branzy's leg to rest on him. Branzy was red. Red to the point of no color on his face. And that was concerning. Branzy was very happy. Yet very flustered he had never let or done this with anyone.

Hell he was letting Clown do it and he barely met him.(IGNORE THE FACT THEY NEVER EXCHANGED NAMES. THEY JUST HAVE GOOD KNOWLEDGE!) He went out of his own thoughts, looking for the book he left somewhere, noticing it was far away, but he knew Clown could reach it. "Clown. Can you give me the book it's close to your hand. Please." Clown nodded, grabbing the book and holding it over to Branzy to let him read.

HOW DO WE FEEL ABT THE REWRITE OF THIS? Could be better could be worse. Some mistakes here and there.. also sorry I didn't upload earlier I meant to make and publish this days ago. But I got distracted with going to the doctor, cause of smt so, now I'm here, uploading again. This time I'll try not to go into the spiral of me no uploading for months to years. So wooooo!!!! Anyways, goodnight, good evening, and good day.