CAPTIVATED || JEONGCHEOL

ᡣ𐭩 • Ten

"Got it!" Chan burst through the doors with the sacred bottle in hand.

"Why is it dark green?" Joshua approached Chan in concern, reaching his hand out to check the label.

From his knowledge, the medicine, phosophyll was a light green colour with a minty scent.

"No!" Chan pulled the bottle into his chest and turned around, jealousy clouding his younthful face. "I... I want to be the one to give it to master Jeonghan..." he tightened his grip around the glass, lowering his gaze down to the floor in disagreement.

"Too bad. I'll be the one to give it to him." Seungcheol swiped the green liquid from Chan and popped the lid off. "If you don't want your master to die, we should give it to him now."

Chan's eyes widened as he only now noticed Jeonghan's distressing state. "Is he dead? Why are his eyes closed!" He cried, scrambling to Jeonghan's side and brought his hand to his cheek.

"His highness is not dead. He just passed out from the pain." Seungcheol set the bottle down then slipped both arms underneath Chan's armpits and pulled him up.

Chan continued to sob as Seungcheol dumped his frail body onto Hoshi and Mingyu who caught him instantly, both shooting a dirty look to the vampire.

Fool! You're just like every other sanguine!

We don't bode well with our youngest being disrespected. I hope you know that this is not your territory.

Hoshi continued to send telepathic messages to Seungcheol who was stood frozen in his path.

Mingyu added, If I catch you releasing aura again, I'll send all of them after you.

In an instant, four individuals shot their heads up at alarming rates.

Minghao, Jun, Mingyu and Hoshi. If looks could kill, Seungcheol would be one dead man. Each one of them kept their searing gaze on him like he was prey, a piece of meat about to be devoured.

If humans kill each other, so do vampires. But, maybe in a more gruesome way.

Seungcheol shrugged off their hostility and silently approached Jeonghan who was writhing in pain, breaking out in a fit of cold sweats and groans.

Picking up the medicine bottle, he brought it to his face and swished the liquid around. "How many spoonfuls?"

Joshua stepped forward, "Three for an adult b-but Seungcheol,  I don't think that's the right medicine-"

Seungcheol lifted the bottle to the prince's delicate lips and poured half of the contents down his throat.

"Seungcheol! When are you going to listen to me?" Joshua rushed to Jeonghan's side and checked his pulse. "This medicine, if taken in large quantities, can kill him!"

Joshua fell back and sighed in relief as there were no signs of struggle. "It's best that we leave him to rest. Everyone out." Joshua shooed the group of boys out and looked back over his shoulder.

"Seungcheol, that means you too," Joshua said firmly. The vampire took one last look at his sleeping prince before retreating. "I know."

As he walked towards Joshua, a slight pain shot through his heart.

The feeling of a burning gaze was undeniably focused on him. "Keep this up and you'll find yourself somewhere worse than hell." And with that, Joshua turned on his heel and started for the door, pointed snd poised. "You coming?"

...

"Yep."

Seungcheol trailed behind Joshua and left the room closing the door. A thought popped in his head as he watched Joshua walk away.

Did Joshua do that? If my suspicions are correct, then he must be a-

"Mmm." The sound of heavy panting came from Jeonghan's room.

Was Joshua telling the truth? Can he die?

Seungcheol bursted through the door. His jaw dropped and sank to the floor.

"Seungcheol..." Jeonghan's voice was soft and whiny, his gaze locked on one thing. Sweat dripped off the side of his face as he writhed on the bed in discomfort.

Reaching down, he struggled to unbutton his pants and groaned in frustration, "hurry and help me!" He yelled. Seungcheol smiled to himself as he thought Jeonghan's demanding nature was cute.

But, why is he acting like this... was it the medicine?

As he neared the bed, he grabbed the bottle and flipped it upside down. And there in bold, was the devils liquid written on the label.

Bloody Chan.

As he set the bottle back down, he directed his attention to the problem beside him. He tilted his head in pure adoration.

I might as well help him.

Crawling onto the bed, he leant down and began unbuttoning Jeonghan's pants.

The younger's face warmed as he stared down at Seungcheol who was taking his clothes off.

His heart raced as all he could think of was one thing.

I want to fuck him.

And his body moved on its own, grabbing Seungcheol by the hair and bringing the vampire's face to his.

But he paused, in a moment of hesitation. He knew he wanted Seungcheol so, why? Why was he hesitating?

A wave of realisation struck over the prince as he remembered one tantalising thing. The most crucial limiting factor.

"Y-you're a vampire!" He loosened his grip on Seungcheol's head and sowly backed away.

The aphrodisiac makes you give in to your desires, not go completely insane.

"Yes, and?" Seungcheol growled, now clutching Jeonghan's chin in his grip. "What's the problem?" His grip tightened and Jeonghan grew uncomfortable under his presence. "What's the problem? Uh- like everything!" He thrashed around leaving Seungcheol with no choice.

His strong arms pinned the weak prince down to the bed, "but... I want that kiss." He whined and pouted in Jeonghan's face, "aren't you gonna give it to me?" His tone was playful and mockingly enthusiastic.

Jeonghan's walls were breaking at the mere sight of the vampire. Something about him was electrifying, igniting a flame within Jeonghan that he almost forgot existed. The personality that he was forced to lock away. His brattiness, that only came out around Seungcheol.

Why you?

"Lost in thought?" Seungcheol took note of Jeonghan's habit of day dreaming and decided to shock him back into reality. "A-ah!" Jeonghan moaned out in surprise as Seungcheol rubbed his knee between his legs, through the fabric of his pants.

And soon enough, this stimulation was just enough to trigger the symptoms of the aphrodisiac that he tried so hard to fight, back into course. The pulsing heat resumed in his body and coursed through every vein and artery in his stream. How long could he hold back?

"So you gonna give it to me yet?" Seungcheol rubbed his knee harder. "Hmm?" His voice dripped with sarcasm and mockery, smothering it all over Jeonghan's face.

Jeonghan hesitated again before nodding slowly in response.

Good bunny.

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