A Bite of Love (BL)

Chapter 24

"Vilem? Is everything fine?"

Mika glanced with worried eyes at the kneeling Vampire, not understanding what had happened. The King looked perfectly fine a few seconds ago, and now he was clutching his chest.

"Ah, yes, sorry to have worried you, Love. My heart was just hurting too much because of how cute you were." Vilem said with a wink. He felt no shame in expressing his feelings, and was even graced with a bashful blush coating his prey's cheeks.

"Stupid Vilem..." Mika grumbled under his breath, but he did not expect Vilem to have heard his words. Even if the man found it funny, he decided to tease his Mika a bit.

"Awww, I'm so hurt! I have been calling you so many cute nicknames, but my first one is Stupid Vilem? My poor little heart is broken..." Vilem said, exaggerating his hurt and acting like a drama queen. Mika's giggles were his sweet reward and the Vampire's entire face lit up like a Christmas tree. He didn't care if he had to drop his King's facade and let go of his dignity, as long as his partner was happy.

"Come here." Mika answered the provocation, signaling with his fingers for Vilem to come closer. The Vampire approached, feeling ecstatic at the thought of Mika choosing a nickname for himself. Maybe it would be something like Husband? Or Daddy? Wings nearly sprouted from his back because of his own imagination and he had to refrain himself from jumping on the shifter.

He's still sore, you can't overdo it! You bad horny dog!

Mika made Vilem put his ear just before his mouth, and the shifter opened his lips, letting out a hot breath. The Vampire shivered, but leaned closer to be able to catch the nickname.

"I will call you... Sugar." The panther whispered seductively in his ear, and Vilem nearly got a boner from the stimulation. However, when his brain processed what the shifter said, he had to catch himself from falling down in despair. Mika thought the name was pretty fitting, because the Vampire was white all over, and he was sweet with him. Sugar was portraying it perfectly. The man himself, though, felt like he wouldn't be able to call himself the Vampire King before his subject if his lover called him Sugar in public. His tough boy image would be ruined.

"Can you... change it, Love? I'm sorry but I would lose all credibility with my servants..." Vilem said, trying not to sound displeased. He didn't hate the nickname itself, and was quite happy that the panther had such a good opinion of himself and wasn't afraid of him, but he couldn't let his people have doubts about his authority. He wasn't above his partner, and he wanted the world to know it too, but being called Sugar in public could make him appear less intimidating. It could give bad ideas to his foes.

"You don't like the nickname I chose for you...?" The smaller man asked, feeling sad that his partner didn't like it. Was he bad at giving out nicknames? Did he hurt Vilem? A pang of anxiety squeezed his chest and Mika clasped his arms around his knees, bringing them closer to his chest. He was starting to feel weird tingling like feelings in his body, and he knew that he was starting to panic.

"No, of course not! I love it! Why don't we do this, you can call me Sugar in private, and choose another nickname for when we are in public? Mmm?" The Vampire spoke fast, trying to comfort the sad shifter. Mika's panther ears had started to droop on his head and his plushy tail was curling around his left leg, showing his depressive mood. An anxious feeling engulfed Vilem's heart and he just wanted to do anything to cheer up the shifter. Mika's ears perked at the suggestion, and after contemplating it for a few seconds, he nodded.

A private nickname wasn't so bad, it was like a secret for only the two of them.

"Then, I chose Hot stuff for when we are with other people, and this time, you can't disagree!" Mika said with a teasing glint in his eyes. He felt childish, a feeling he hadn't had in years, if ever, but it made his mood better, and the uncomfortable feeling that had started to creep in his body disappeared. Vilem snorted at the nickname, thinking that it was cute coming from Mika, but it was still better than Sugar, so it would have to do. He could already imagine the gobsmacked face of his subordinates, but he would reduce their yearly bonus if they made fun of the nickname Mika chose for him.

That would shut them up.

"That will do, Sweetheart. Thank you for both nicknames, I like them. What do you think of dressing up and then eating now?" Mika nodded at Vilem's words, and the Vampire helped him put on the white shirt and gray sweatpants that he had brought. However, they quickly realized that the pants were way too small for Mika's bottom, and too long for his legs, so they discarded it and the shifter only wore Vilem's baggy top.

The Vampire took the panther into a princess carry, and walked him to the kitchen and then gently dropped him on his chair. He had already placed a plushy pillow on it. All the while, the King feasted his eyes on the man's naked collarbone, covered in his hickies. The shirt hung on only one shoulder, the other uncovered because it was too big, so the Vampire had plenty of skin to look at. Coupled with his long displayed legs and firm thighs that were barely covered by the shirt's end, marked by bruises in the form of teeth, it was hard for the Vampire to keep himself from taking a bite or two. Yesterday's memories of plunging his fangs in Mika's plump ass kept playing in his mind, and the Vampire had to start silently chanting a mantra to keep his fangs from elongating.

They both ate in a comfortable silence, each in their own thoughts.

"I-" They both said at the same time after half of their meal was gone, before chuckling when they cut the other. Vilem wanted to let Mika speak first, but an urgent knocking sound came from the front door.

The Vampire rose a brow at the sound, not expecting any visitor.

He let out a quiet huff, bothered that his face to face time with his kitten was interrupted, but chose to still answer the door. He had ignored the intruder all night yesterday, even when the person had come knocking many times in a row, so maybe he could show some mercy.

Still, the main reason why he got up was that, unlike yesterday, Mika had heard the sound, so he didn't want to appear like an asshole to the shifter.

Hey dear readers, even I feel bad for Vilem's employees lol.

What do you think is the reason for the knocking?

School started again and my anxiety is in full spin, it took a lotttt of motivation to find the energy to write this chapter :(

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