Anemia (Vampire!Law x Reader)

Six

You couldn't see.

Everything was so dark in your room and you couldn't see.

Thunder boomed once more, momentarily lighting up the tower and stretching the shadows disturbingly tall on the walls. That split second made everything much more macabre and grotesque, as if their shadows exposed the monsters living in each nook and cranny. It was your one moment to fully grasp what was around you, but all that you could gather were a pair of long arms tightening around your middle while you felt a head lay against your neck, discouraging you to look over your shoulder at the man. And oh god, you could feel everything. You could feel his arms slowly crush you against him, painful enough to make them go numb with ache. They refused to budge and merely held onto you that much harder. His fingers were just as merciless, digging into your skin and piercing your flesh with their claw-like nails; they were so sharp that you feared you were already bloody and bruised.

All this pain, all this agony he was giving was nothing compared to the turmoil you felt when his lips brushed against your neck, soft and affectionate as he gently started to knead your skin for just a few seconds. It was very much like a tender lover, like someone rewarding their partner with butterfly kisses. This is what feared you the most. Nothing good came from a person who hid their true intentions, whether to kill you, love you, or lead you into a false sense of security. It was like asking for a knife in the back.

You gasped, a sharp fang gracing your throat and making your heart feel like it wanted to explode in your chest.

Then he spoke, tone low and delicate; just barely audible over the rain pounding against your windows.

"Where is it?"

He sounded breathless, tired. As soon as you sensed this, his grasp tightened around you. But instead of a loving embrace, it was a bone-crunching hurt that made it feel as if your limbs would snap in half and it only grew tighter until you choked out a gasp. Despite all this, you managed to keep from crying, though you were holding on by just a thread. Your arms were still folded to your chest from what had been a gesture of fear and protection, but now they felt awkward and uncomfortable as they were crushed under the force of this man until they lost all circulation. If there was any source of pleasure, it was the damned heart; the object of his desire wrapped so protectively in your fingers. The cold glass made you believe this was all real, that you weren't going insane and that all these things were truly happening. Should you be happy? Should you have wished that this had all been in your head?

You jerked as his teeth started to slowly sink into your neck, almost breaking the skin and spilling blood all down your front just like in your dream...

"H-Here! I have it!!"

He stopped, restraint still tight and firm as he shifted behind you. You weren't sure what he was doing but didn't have a chance to figure it out as his arms removed themselves from your body. You felt lighter, slightly relieved that you weren't to be crushed to death. This feeling was short lived when he moved his hands forward to snatch your wrists in an agonizing grip, forcing them away from your chest and out to where he could see them. His silence worried you. It made your heart stop beating and your breath hold in anticipation.