➼𝒦𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉𝓈 [𝟨] ✮

Vampire (karlity) 🔱

Karl x Quackity
Lime🔱 I wish it was smut
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Vampire fic,idk if a trigger warning is needed but
⚠️TW: lots of description and talking
of blood

Quackity was driving through the night, ready to go visit his annual blood drive.
He smoked a cigarette,not sure if he was looking forward to this full moon or not.
Quackity being a vampire,he was probably gonna go to this blood drive,get his needed blood and then go back to his hotel room to watch Tv.
Pretty boring,since Quackity was kinda hoping to get some action tonight.

But he procrastinated all day,and it was 12:30 already and most of the bars closed already.
Quackity pulled over to the side of the road to check his phone and take a sip from his big gulp.
He looked down,it was dead quiet until he heard a loud knocking on his window.
Quackity jumped and looked at it,ready to drive off.
But...he didn't.
There was a guy,brown hair,sorta twinkish but could be a top,he looked...beautiful?

Quackity shifted in his seat,a pretty guy was the first and last thing he wanted to deal with tonight.
He rolled his window down.
Quackity:"can I help you?"
Karl:"hey,you got any cash man?"
He asked as he leaned on the open window.
Quackity looked him up and down,slightly judging this possible drug addict while also contemplating on what he should say.
Quackity:"nope,why?"
The guy shrugged and looked away.

Karl:"I need to,uh...I need money for a hotel room tonight...my wallet got stolen"
Quackity pittied the guy.
He looked him up and down once again.
Quackity:"you got somewhere else to stay?"
The stranger shook his head.
Quackity sighed.
He looked down,knowing he'd regret this.
Quackity:"....you can come with me,if you want.."
Karl:"really?"
Quackity was clearly disappointed in himself.
Quackity:"yeah I'm....staying at a hotel,they should have some rooms for you"
The stranger smiled and got into his car.

(Time skip) bc I'm too lazy to write the car ride

Karl walked in,it was a small hotel room in the middle of nowhere,Quackity tried his best to not be off putting,but he knew this was a terrible idea.
Bringing a guy he was already pretty attracted to back to his place on a full,he's probably just end up letting Karl sleep in his hotel room while he slept in his car tonight.
Karl looked around as Quackity closed the door behind Them.
Quackity:"could I offer you anything? Tea? Crackers? Beer?"

Karl:"you got a cigarette?"
Quackity nodded silently before getting out a pack of malboro from his leather jacket and tossing it over to Karl.
Karl picked up a lighter from the nightstand before he took a seat next to the window and cracked it open.
Karl started to smoke while Quackity just awkwardly stood there,not sure what to do.
Ofcourse He could control himself enough not to hurt anyone,but he was worried that his body would take over and just bite Karl already.

Karl probably wouldn't die from the bite,he might not even turn but he would lose a lot of blood and stay unconscious for atleast another 10 hours.
And being unconscious for that long + blood pouring out of your neck for hours usually resulted in death.
Karl looked over at Quackity,not a specific expression on his face as he examined him.
Karl:"are you like,a serial killer? Am I your first victim or something?"

Quackity:"w-what? No?"
Quackity Said,upset that he was giving off serial killer vibes.
Karl:"come sit down then."
Quackity looked at Karl for a few seconds before he walked over to the small table next to the window and sat down across from him.
Quackity took off his jacket and put it over the chair,trying to get comfortable.
Karl dusted off a little ash from the cigarette butt before he smoked again.

Karl:"it's called performance anxiety"
Quackity:"....what is?"
Karl breathed out the smoke and looked at Quackity.
Karl:"your fear to kill me,obviously?"
Quackity scoffed.
Quackity:"dude,I'm not gonna kill you."
Karl:"then why are you so creepy?"
Quackity looked out the window and shrugged.
Quackity:"I'm not...I'm not trying to be creepy? I'm just..."