Author's note: Part 3/?? of Khai/Third vampire story.
It's a last day of February and last short story for this month. Thank you for reading, liking, and commenting. It means a lot to me. I appreciate every comment you leave, though I don't replay back much. See you next month.
Their lips met in a hungry kiss, and their tongues danced in the rhythm of the melody only they could hear. Third was panting, feeling his desire grow. Khai's arms circled his slim waist, pulling him impossibly close. He could feel the cold skin brushing against his. A flesh of familiarness ran through his body, making him pull away from the hot make-out session. There was an image popping in his mind of him and another man lying under a starry sky. They were cuddled together, looking at each other, but the man's face was blurry. Third needed to see him, but he couldn't. As if there was an invisible wall he couldn't crush or climb over.
"Don't try to remember so hard, love," Khai spoke up, caressing his pale cheek tenderly.
"I want to remember," Third answered, blinking at the taller vampire.
"You would when the time is right," Khai assured him. Third nodded, leaning closer for another kiss when the rustle from below interrupted him. He frowned, glaring at his friend, who appeared from the kitchen.
"Why are you looking at me like I committed a crime?" Two asked eyebrow raised.
"Nothing." Third mumbled, shaking his head dismissively.
"Aren't you hungry?" Two asked again, pointing at the kitchen. Third, didn't have to think much about the question. Of course, he was hungry. He didn't eat for three months.
"I am going." He nodded, glancing at Khai, inventing him silently to join him.
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OffGun February Collection of Drabbles 2023
FanfictionThe collection of drabbles and short stories with OffGun and their various ships.