Act 2: Part 2

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Aryes: Hey everyone I hope you like that I put two chapters up and I love all the reviews I got! I am so glad there are more people who have joined this ship! I encourage all to write fanfictions about these two~

Warning: SMUT AHEAD (YAOI GOODNESS IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN *WHISPERS* SEX~!)

DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN ANYTHING!

Penguin would've went as white as a sheet if he hadn't already been so pale. The hatted man turned to see over in the chair by the corner was Killer. Penguin felt his heart race and the palpitations beginning as he saw how handsome the man was, even without his face being visible "...you knocked on the door and ran in here?" Penguin asked hesitatingly, unsure if Killer was the culprit or not.

"Yes, I ran inside your room the moment you looked down the hallway opposite of where I hid. I already knew if you had seen me you wouldn't let me in." Killer said monotonely, and Penguin had to agree with the man's statement full heartedly, if he had seen the man through the peep hole he probably would have hid in the bathroom.

"What do you need from me?" Penguin asked politely, after all the man was a guest in his room, despite their small but memorable history. He then heard a small chuckle from the masked man in the chair as he replied, "...I thought it was obvious since you held your side of the deal." Penguin must've looked confused because another round of laughter left the blonde were-wolf. The vampire felt himself swoon at the deep voiced laugh, it was rich and made Penguin want to bottle it up for bad days.

The blonde man stood up from his seat and approached the hatted man without fear. Killer reached his hand out towards the man's hat, but the vampire's hands quickly held his hat in place on both sides with a strong grip. Penguin's face pointed downward if only to hide his nervousness and embarrassing blush from the man in front of him, but relaxed slightly as the blonde retracted his hands.

"Our deal was that if you showed up to the meeting I might show you what's under my mask right?" Killer stated factually, and was relieved as the man looked straight at him this time and nodded. "Do you still want to look at what's under the mask?" Killer asked probingly as he held the bottom of his mask with one hand, watching Penguin's red eyes shine under the yellow bill of his hat with curiosity. "If you do how about we have a deal." The blonde watched the hatted man look up at him with those soft ruby reds once more, but this time they held caution as well as curiosity. Killer smirked under his mask with delight at the man's interesting nature, much like his own yet so different.

"I want you to suck a bit of my blood." as the words left Killer's mouth he watched as Penguin's face contorted into something unseen by many, embarrassment. Penguin felt his face flare as the man suggested the most intimate actions of a vampire so casually in conversation. "What!? Why on earth would you want your blood sucked?! Are you nuts! I could easily kill you just by drinking your blood..."

Penguin felt the man's eyes on him even through the mask and heard the reply ring to his ears. "I heard that vampires rarely suck someone's blood while they are still alive, but when they do I heard it is an amazing sensation. I would simply like to test that theory." Penguin stood squarely and stared at him with hardened eyes, and hesitantly he asked a question, "I could easily kill you and look at your face afterwards, did ever consider that option in my agenda?"

Killer smiled beneath his mask, because he knew Penguin would ask a question, and he would reply with a definite answer, "Yes, but I trust that you want me alive and breathing, especially after our last meeting." The blonde watched the hatted man's face dust red as he pointed to the bed, which made Killer assume he was instructed to sit there. Apparently, he had won the conversation. As soon as the were-wolf sat on the cushy bed, Penguin disappeared into the restroom, but only to return a second later with wash rag and a bottle of water. "Do you know what blood type you are?"

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