The Binder and her Vampire

Chapter 3 - Chan

It was Sunday morning. As nervous as Chan was he was excited finally get Bada all to himself. He'd done this before, but for some reason he felt like he hadn't. She smelled so good, she was pretty, and he bet she tasted even better.

"I don't know what I'm doing, Minho." Chan sighed as he sat down at the kitchen island.

"Pretty sure you do." He smirked, "Daddy"

"Look, she just started calling me that. Not like I asked for it." Chan rolled his eyes. "And that's not what I mean."

Minho rolled his eyes back and put his mug of blood in the microwave. "Then what is it you mean exactly?"

"Just....like is there a time we have to start? Do we use my room or hers? What if something goes wrong? Do we have to be done by a certain time? What i—ugh I don't know."

"Stop trying to plan it all out. She's not even up yet."

Chan glanced back towards her room and slouched his shoulders. He didn't do well when his day wasn't planned out. Minho noticed his change in posture, looking defeated already, and leaned back against the sink holding his now warm mug. "Look, use whatever room you want, as long as you create and seal the binding before midnight you're good. After that it's making sure you don't feel like dying. Christ Chan. Relax"

"Oh" he replied as Bada came out of her room.

She looked like she hadn't slept well. Chan had hoped that the kiss would've help to calm her down. He had really enjoyed their conversation last night. It did help him feel better about what was going to happen that day.

"Food" she mumbled when she sat down next to Chan. Usually, she didn't come out of her room looking as disheveled as she did today. Today she was still in an oversized shirt and pajama shorts. Her hair wasn't brushed and slightly stuck up all over.

Felix came into the kitchen hearing her "we kinda don't have any."

"Hmph" she whined and slammed her head forward towards the counter as Chan put a hand out to prevent cracking her head open. "Thanks." She mumbled. "Still half asleep. Sleep did not like me last night."

"We can go get food?" He said hoping it would help her wake up.

"We can?" She said sitting up and looking hopeful. Food was the way to Bada's heart. Any kind of food. Tacos, pancakes, pizza, occasionally a good chicken Cesar salad, even a good steak every once in a while.

"What do you want?" He asked leaning forward and smiling at her.

"Pancakes" she mumbled and made him laugh quietly.

"Go get ready and we'll go"

Bada nodded and headed back to her room. She was exhausted, she spent all night thinking about Chan's kiss. No one had ever showed affection towards her. Especially a guy. Male binders were few and far between and they went to their own academy ten miles from hers.

Binders are never raised by their parents. They're taken to an academy where they learn all they need to know. The usual reading, writing, math, and English. They live in dorms with five others. They wear uniform white dresses and matching shoes. If anyone knew they existed they would probably say they looked like a cult. It had never fit Bada's more laid back personality.

At 16 they start learning more about vampires and told about what binders are used for. However, they never really give many details. Something about keeping a centuries old secret. Bada was 22 when she was chosen for this coven. She just started the classes on more specifics but was pulled on the first day and told she was to pack the few things she had.

So here she was, learning it all now while living with eight vampires possibly on the verge of going insane.

After she'd showered and dressed, she re-emerged from her room and shoved her hands in her pockets and smiled nervously at Chan.

"Well, I mean...you look more alive now." Chan joked.

She smiled sarcastically at him and started heading for the door, "Food please"

***
"My god you inhaled that." Chan's laughed with an astonished look on his face.

"I told you I needed food." She laughed back.

"Apparently. We were planning on going grocery shopping this week, I'm sure Felix at least will remember." He apologized.

"It's ok. I know food probably isn't your top priority." She shrugged.

"I mean we all eat it except Minho, but we don't eat as much as a normal human would. So our food stash is always a little low."

When the conversation died down and they looked at each other something changed. They couldn't tear their eyes away from each other. After a moment they both could feel the pull.

"We should go." Chan managed to say.

***
She wasn't sure how she ended up here. They had breakfast and now they were locked in her room ripping and tearing at each other's clothes.

His lips were tracing from her neck to her collarbone. She held her head back giving him more room to explore. She sat straddled across his lap as he lowered one of her bra straps, moving his lips to her shoulder. She planted her hands on his chest and she could feel him underneath her, while his hands were glued to her hips pulling her closer to him.

All the worries either of them had, had flown out the window. Despite not knowing exactly what she was doing Chan did and was perfectly fine taking the lead.

Her skin was so warm against him. He couldn't get enough of her. This had to be the pheromones that Minho was talking about. The second they were alone he couldn't hold himself back. He had put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her. Not gently either, like he'd needed her his whole life, like he had never felt this way before.

Now with her cheeks flushed and him on the verge of needing more, he was no longer satisfied with just kissing her. He needed more.

Chan tried to be as slow and gentle as his hormones would allow, while continuously finding new places to place his hands on her body.

Just as they finished he sunk his teeth into her neck, right at the carotid artery where Minho had said to bite. She tasted better then anything else he'd ever had, even though this was his first time drinking live blood. Just as he pulled away from her, he bit into the middle of his forearm and placed it against her mouth while he wrapped his other arm around her. She slightly gagged at first from the taste, but then slowly closed her eyes as her body relaxed into him. His blood began to taste sweet just before he pulled his arm away. She reached for it lazily and he laughed.

"That's all you get, Bada" he said quietly in her ear.

She made a sound of disappointment as they shifted and he sat behind her,  pulling her close to his chest and putting his cheek to the top of her head.

Bada had never felt so relaxed, her entire body tingling and she snuggled deeper into his chest.

"Tingly" she mumbled and she heard his faint laugh in his chest.

"Mhmm" his said back. Neither of them really able to form words. "That's what our blood does...well, an orgasm will do that too. But mostly the blood"

The rest of the week was spent in her bed with Chan holding her close. Slowly allowing her a bit more space between them as he recovered. If that was even the right word. They talked about everything during that week.

He was from Australia, he'd dreamed about doing music his entire life. He'd become a trainee at a very young age. He'd had a hard time keeping friends as every time he made one they would debut before him. As hard as that had been on him he kept trying to improve himself before he finally debuted seven years later. Seeing how his eyes lit up every time he could talk about music made her happy he hadn't given up.

Saturday afternoon, he felt ok enough to rejoin the rest off the group in the house. After putting clothes on for the first time in a week he pulled her into him and gave her one last kiss.

One down, seven to go. She thought as she left the room.