His Good Kitty [ BL ]

Chapter XIX | Fight It

Alex shook his head, cupping Alastor's face with his hands, "What are you talking about? That stupid liquid did something to you, Al. I'm here to save you. We can-"

"Save me?" Alastor's lips curled into a.. cold smile and it wasn't right..
There was no relief, no gratitude, only an unsettling amusement.
"I'm not the one who needs saving, Alex.."

Alex's breath caught in his throat. His instincts screamed at him to back away, but he didn't. He knew this was the vampire's doing and he wouldn't abandon his Alastor, no matter what.

"This is not you, Al.." Alex whispered, his voice soft yet firm despite the unease coiling in his gut.

Then Alastor got up on his feet and it was then Alex saw it - the subtle shift in the air around him, a darkness that seemed to cling to his figure, swirling like a living thing.

Alastor's fingers twitched at his sides, his nails sharper than they should have been. He stepped closer to Alex, eyes locked on him with that eerie, predatory gleam.

"Why are you still here?" Alastor asked, each step slow and measured, as though he were stalking prey. "You should leave. I'm different now."

"No..." Alex shook his head, standing up as well. "You're still you. Whatever's happened, we'll fix it. Fuck that asshole. We'll figure it out together."

Alastor chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Alex's spine. "Fix it? Oh, Alex... there's nothing to fix. This is who I am now." His eyes narrowed, glowing brighter. "I am finally stronger, finally more powerful and useful."

Alex clenched his fists and placed his hands on Alastor's shoulders. "You were already strong, powerful and not-useless, Al! This version of you is.. is not you. This isn't you talking. Whatever that serum did to you-"

"You think this was forced on me?" Alastor interrupted, tilting his head, his feral smile growing wider. "No... I chose this. I embraced it."

Alex just stared at him. There was no way he would believe that.
"That's not true."

"But it is." Alastor purred, his icy fingers wrapping around Alex's wrist with a possessive grip. "And now... you're in danger, Alex."

"I know.." Alex's voice was barely a whisper as his other hand gently reached up to Alastor's cheek.

But Alastor suddenly leaned forward, sinking his fangs into Alex's palm. Alex flinched, pain flickering through him, but he didn't pull away.

Aiden, standing nearby, smirked with amusement as he watched Alex's defiance, smirked.

But still Alex didn't pull away, and just stared at Alastor. "Al.."

Alastor's eyes glinted with something dark, almost primal, as he raised his head, licking the crimson droplets from Alex's hand.. "Your blood.." he whispered, looking straight into Alex's eyes. "This scent.. Your heartbeat.. It's so alive.. and so tempting."

Alex's hand trembled yet he reached up, his fingers trembling as they caressed Alastor's cheek. "I know..."

Alastor narrowed his eyes and without warning, his grip tightened, pulling Alex closer.

In one swift motion, he sank his fangs into Alex's neck, drinking his blood deeply as he moaned in satisfaction.

Alex clenched his teeth, stifling a grunt, while his fingers ran through Alastor's hair, dizziness beginning to cloud his vision. "Al..."
The sensation of his blood being drawn was painful and terrifying, he even felt his knees weakening beneath him.

Alastor slowly traced his tongue over the bite mark, savoring the last drop before sinking his fangs in once more.

Alex inhaled a shaky breath, his hand instinctively tightening in Alastor's hair before his touch softened and he caressed Alastor's scalp despite his own trembling body. "It's... it's okay..."