COLD

25: S

Warning: smut, again

30 years ago

Taehyung sat alone on the swing in the playground, waiting. His best friend, Jungkook, said he was coming to accompany him, but it had been 10 minutes since he texted him.

Did Jungkook forget about him? No way, they were friends since childhood, no way Jungkook would do this to him. Taehyung watched as the sun began to set into the horizon. His legs gently skimmed past the sandy ground as the swing he was sitting on swinged forward and backwards.

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Yoongi was walking home from school, a camera in his hand. He was in photography club and he was tasked to take a photo of something he found beautiful at first sight. Turning to the side, he observed the pink sky darken, the stars twinkling. He aimed his camera at the sky, but he noticed someone sitting on a swing alone at the playground nearby. His back view was flawless, to Yoongi. It was the perfect ratio and he just had to take a photo. Framing the photo right, he clicked on the shutter and looked at the results. Smiling, he walked away from the mysterious man and headed home, planning to print the image out.

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The next day, Yoongi was walking home from school when he heard a scream from an alley behind him. Locating it, he saw the same man from the day before on the ground, clutching his stomach. His empty wallet was on the ground and a bloody knife was next to it. He had been robbed, then stabbed.

"Oh my god! Are you alright?" Yoongi rushed to the man, pressing a hand to his wound. The man hissed in reply.

"No, I'm bleeding to death."

Yoongi searched around frantically, grabbing a loose cloth and pressed it around his wound. The man lied down on his back, groaning. Yoongi lifted up the man's head and placed it on his thigh.

"What are you doing?"

"It helps, somehow."

The man sighed and continued to apply pressure to his wound.

"What's your name?"

"Yoongi, Min Yoongi."

"Yoongi, thanks for... Thanks for accompanying me. Before I die."

"You're not going to die..."

"Jack, my name's Jack Kim." Taehyung lied. He couldn't just tell his name to a random stranger, even though he was on the brink of death.

"Nice name. I like it." Yoongi continued talking to him, making sure he doesn't fall unconscious. He ran a finger over the wound and smeared it on his tongue.

"What the fuck?"

"Don't worry, I'm just seeing if you're going to die soon, which you're not. But you need medical help like now." Yoongi reached into his pockets for his phone and realised he left it at home. Cursing, he turned to Taehyung, who shook his head. He had just been robbed, all of his belongings were gone.

"Looks like I'll die here." Taehyung sighed. Yoongi ran a hand through his hair and leaned his head back against the brick wall.

"And I'm going to die with a dick in my face."

"What?" Yoongi looked back down, confused. A bulge stuck out in between his pants, poking at Taehyung's temple. Yoongi's cheeks redden in embarrassment. "Oh, oh my god. I'm so sorry. I didn't... It just... Yeah."

Taehyung sighed for the millionth time.

"I can't believe im dying with a dick in my face."

"You know what? I won't let you die." Yoongi picked Taehyung up and placed him in a sitting position in front of him, his back facing Yoongi.

"What are you going to do?"

Yoongi stretched his jaw, his fangs glistening in the moonlight.

"What if I said I could save you? Gave you immortality?"

There was a momentary pause between the two.

"Then do it." Taehyung replied, affirmative.

Yoongi digged his fangs into Taehyung's neck, dipping them in his arteries. A surprised cry came from the latter, but he didn't struggle. Drinking his blood, Yoongi quickly pulled out from his neck and brought his own hand to his fangs. Slicing a fingertip, he placed his own blood on Taehyung's lips.

"What... What are you doing?"

"Turning you. To become like me. A Vampire."

"Oh."

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"That was fast." Taehyung lifted his shirt, revealing the wound to have disappeared. He also revealed his slightly chiselled abs and a not so hairy trail down his bellybutton. Yoongi's cheeks redden and he turned away. "Do you want me to take care of that?"

"What?" Yoongi's blush went deeper and he realised Taehyung was talking about his boner. "Oh, no... No thanks."

"You straight?"

"Nope, quite the opposite."

"Then let me thank you."

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Taehyung slowly sinked down his shaft, tongue sliding across the underside, and bobbed his head ever so slightly, before pulling back up. He hollowed his cheeks at the head, and pressed his tongue against the slit, gathering as much precum as he can, and sinked back down midway to swallow around him. Hips stuttering, Yoongi's cock slipped further into Taehyung's mouth, hitting the back of his throat, and Taehyung just took it, swallowing some more.

He threw his head back and groaned, stiffly rolling his hips slowly, grip on Taehyung's hair painful, but not enough for him to stop - just enough for him to continue - and, as gently as possible, pushed further in. The vibrations of Taehyung's sudden moan had his raised hips falling back down, cock slipping out and resting against the just of his lips.

"F-Fuck," Yoongi panted, chest rising and falling rapidly, as Taehyung peppered soft kiss after kiss across his length. Looking back down, Yoongi could feel the heat in his belly begin to unfurl at the sight of Taehyung before him, but this time with his hand curled near around the base of his cock and lips moulding around his shaft. His chest moved fast the instant he let out a mixture of a groan and a gasp.

"F-Fuck, you're so good." Yoongi moaned, the pleasure overwhelming him. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth, okay?"

Weakly, Taehyung nodded his head.

Yoongi rocked his hips forward and tugged the other's hair backwards.

He fucked Taehyung's mouth, cock sliding against his tongue and stretching his lips. He fucked Taehyung's mouth on his cock, shoving his head so his nose brushed the fine hairs at the base. Yoongi just fucked his mouth like he said he would, nothing too much or too little, and he's very close.

One look down at Taehyung's wet, flushed face, lips red and stretched, had Yoogni's hips just shaking.

"O-On y-your face, or-or i-in m-mouth?" he barely managed to ask. Unsurprisingly Taehyung couldn't even answer, apart from mumbling a broken 'hmm?' around his girth. Yoongi huffed.

"C-Cum. F-Face or mouth?"

Taehyung swallowing hard around his cock was the answer he got.

Mouth it is.

Yoongi thrusted his hips once, twice, and came down Taehyung's throat on the third.

Taehyung popped off Yoongi, swallowing the thick cum down.

"I-I'll call you." Taehyung's voice was hoarse from the rough oral sex. He winked and got off Yoongi, walking away, but not before handing him a card with his name and number on it.

"You better."

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Author note

so much smut jesus Christ