Oneshot
Vampire AU
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Regulus woke up more exhausted than ever. His hands were still bounded to the bed and his joints were aching from the same straining position he's been in all night. Or at least he thinks all night, he doesn't have any windows or clocks with him.
Almost as if on cue, the door opened and Regulus didn't bother looking at the new guest. "Morning." However he decided to look when it was a voice he didn't recognize. He was met with dark red irises and messy dark brown hair. The round glasses he wore gave him a little innocence because they were too small for his face but Regulus knew better.
Regulus didn't answer, shifting his gaze to the ceiling. "I'm James." He introduced. "I run this place." He also added. So this was 'boss'. Regulus shifted, his leg painfully throbbing and his neck sore, still tired. James glanced at his leg and immediately frowned. "Those guys never realize how much strength they're using." He tutted, coming up to get a closer look. "We'll have that checked out."
His gaze then locked on the two puncture wounds on his neck that had dried blood sealing them. His face seemed to go blank and he almost looked mad. His hand went to caress the wound but Regulus violently flinched away. James almost looked offended, but retreated his hand without hesitation. He cursed under his breath. "Who- Who did that?" James asked, fury growing in his face.
Regulus stared blankly at the man, unwilling to speak. "Tell me and I'll have them gone forever." James spoke, his voice almost floating through the air. "I-I don't know.." He decided to speak. "Last night, alone.. the man.." Regulus struggled to get out, his throat burning and tears stinging his eyes again. "Oh, shhh.. Don't cry.. you're safe with me.." Regulus could hardly believe that sentence when he got a glimpse of pointy teeth in James' mouth.
"Was it the one leading the chase?" He asked, his voice now died into a whisper. Regulus nodded stiffly, wanting to get away from James and all these vampires. He didn't even know they existed!
James clicked his tongue. "They never learn, I specifically said not to touch what was mine." He tutted, this time forcefully grazing his fingers down the puncture wounds. Regulus flinched again, extremely sensitive. What did he mean by that, Regulus didn't belong to anyone! "Did he do anything else?" He asked. Regulus gulped, remembering the want to throw up when the guy was feeling up his twenty year old body with his very much forty year old hands.
Regulus refused to speak after the last comment. He wasn't an object. James looked Regulus in his eyes from his position beside the bed. James rested his hands on Regulus' stomach, drawing small circles with his thumb. Regulus squirmed, trying to get away from the startlingly gentle ministries that made him want to sink into this vampire's arms.
"What did he do to you..? I'll make him pay for what he did I just need you to tell me.." James whispered, bending down and cupping Regulus' cheek. "Don't t-touch me.." Regulus whispered, yanking his head away. "Is that what he did to you? Did the mean old man touch you, baby..?" James asked in a baby voice, obviously mocking Regulus. Regulus felt worse, keeping gaze away from those bloody eyes.
"I'll have him killed for you, just give me the word.." James mumbled, running a hand over Regulus' jaw and pulling his eyes to meet his again. Regulus crumpled when their eyes met and he saw those pointy fangs poking out of his lips that he knew had touched many necks and sucked so many people's blood. Regulus did want that man to feel pain, so he nodded with his own teeth gnawing at his lip.
"There we go.. you can tell me anything, I'll make it better.." James whispered, rubbing his thumb over a rosy cheek bone. Regulus hated himself for finding comfort in his words and touch, but he also couldn't help but want to jump into those soft arms. "Stop touching me.." Regulus mumbled. "You're fighting me, I know you want me." Well, shit. "I can sense you trying to restrain yourself.." He added in a sing-song voice. Fuck.
