Yogscast One Shots

Parvill - Drink Up

Shipping: Parv and Will
AU: Fantasy (what else)
Suggested By: My fucked up imagination. Also this picture I drew.

Strife wandered around his lonely cottage in the woods. He needed somewhere to relax and just get away from life for a short period of time, whenever he came here he felt all of his worries slip away. Perhaps it was the quietness, or perhaps it was all the alcohol he would always drink. No-one could be certain but the second seems more likely then the first. He sat back in his chair and undid his waistcoat and then proceeded to pour himself another drink. As the golden liquid poured into his glass, Strife began to drift into a state of nothingness. He began to recap the day and why exactly he was drinking just this much. He slowly lifted the glass to his lips and breathed in the strong alcoholic scent. Just as he was about to take a sip, a knock sounded at his door.

"Who's out at this time?" He muttered to himself as he sighed and walked over towards the door. Before he got the chance to pull it fully open, a boisterous and energetic vampire bounded towards him.

"Found you!" The raven haired vampire smirked as stared at Strife.

"What do you want Alex? And what do you mean by 'Found you'?"

"Well, I've been searching for you aaalll day!" Parv whined doing that puppy-dog face that Strife found difficult to say no to, "I've wanted you."

Strife openly stared at Parv before managing to cough up a reply, "E-excuse me? You've wanted me?"

Parv let out a breathy chuckle and smirked at Strife, "Your so dirty Strife," his tongue ran across his lips as his eyes darted towards Strife's neck. "I want your sugary taste."

"Parv please, you don't need me, there are plenty of other pe-"

Before Strife could complete his sentence, Parvis rushed into him and pinned him up against the wall, his canines suddenly elongated and his eyes became a blood red. Strife shook and struggled against Parv in hopes to get free, but all hopes were in vain.

"But Strife, none of them taste as good as you do, they all taste like copper, you taste like sour apples, which is why I want you."

As Parv tilted his head towards Strife's neck, Strife bared his teeth and sunk them into Parv's exposed flesh. A sudden gasp came from Parv as he felt his blood being drained.

"What do you think your doing?"

Strife detached himself and glared at Parv, "It's been as long for me as it has for you. Now shut up."

Parv just continued to laugh as Strife drank, it wasn't unusual for them to do things such as this, but for other people it seemed unnatural. Even though Parv was a vampire, people found it unusual for Strife to also need blood, but then again none of them knew what race he was, or that his teeth were just as sharp as Parv's canines, meaning they could pierce flesh just as easily. Once Strife had finished he looked back up at Parv.

"Your turn." Was all he said.

Strife gave Parv easy access to his neck, allowing him to take as much blood as he wanted, under the circumstance that he avoided breaking Strife's ampullae. He became relaxed and held onto Parv, keeping him close; one hand rested on his head whilst the other was on his back. Just when he thought everything was calm and peaceful, Parv began tugging at his waistcoat, almost ripping it off. His mouth pulled off with one final mouthful before fully unbuttoning the waistcoat.

Clearing his throat, Strife looked at Parv with an eyebrow raised.

"Don't look at me like that, I know you want this as much as I do." Parv said seductively.

"Go on then."

Parv resumed his work with unbuttoning Strife's dress shirt, the glowing green of his blood already staining the collar, but that didn't matter. Once Strife's short was fully unbuttoned, Parv grabbed onto Strife's arm and slid his other hand underneath Strife's shirt and onto his back. Strife resumed the position he was in before, letting Parv continue to drink.

It seemed like hours before Parvis finally stopped, he smiled at Strife who's eyelids were heavy and ampullae shone brightly.

"Come on firefly, let's get you to bed."

Strife simply hummed in response, allowing Parv to pick him up and carry him to the bedroom. Gently, Parv laid Strife down on the double bed, making sure he was relaxed before taking off his own shirt and laying down beside Strife in bed. The alien just blinked slowly and steadied his breathing, which was becoming more difficult as Parv began running his hand across Strife's chest. He smiled lazily and snuggled deeper into the bed. Strife shook a couple of times before his entire body began to glow brightly. A sudden flash caused Parv to slip off the bed in fear, confused at what exactly happened. His question was answered when he stood up wearily and glanced over at the bed. The covers moved and just out the top of them came two small ears followed by a pair of emerald eyes.

Parv laughed it off and got into bed with Strife, holding the lumian close to his chest.

"You're adorable you know that right?"

"Shuddup."