his bottom lip.

Chapter 20

A/N HI YES THIS CHAPTER IS GOING UNDER EDITING CAUSE READING IT BACK I WAS REALLY DUMB AND YOUNG AND LOOKING AT IT NOW THE ENTIRE THING MAKES ME UNCOMFY SOOOOO IM FIXING IT NOW
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Karma and Nagisa were having a rather calm evening, but Karma was on edge. He was going to try something he never had before, as a Christmas gift for Nagisa. If he could even call it a gift.

Around 8 o'clock he finally worked up the courage to give his gift to him.

"Nagisa, come with me for a second."

Nagisa obliged and followed Karma into his bedroom.

Having arrived in the dim room, Karma stopped, turned around to face Nagisa, and took a deep breath.

After a rather long exhale, he looked Nagisa in the face and asked him if he needed any blood.

"Well, I didn't get any blood today, so I guess yeah, but if you aren't feeling well we can just skip it."

To that, Karma smirked and grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"Quite the contrary," he cooed.

Revealing his rather muscular shoulder, he looked at Nagisa waiting for him to make a move.

"W-what are you doing?" Nagisa said, feigning ignorance.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about Nagisa, don't play dumb."

"But Karma, we talked about this, what if someone saw it?" Nagisa worryingly asked.

"It's winter break. The only times anyone will be seeing me is when I go to the supermarket, and when I do I'll most likely be wearing a jacket and scarf. By the time school starts back up it'll be healed." Karma replied, showing that he had really thought about this.

Karma was starting to get impatient, and it seems that Nagisa's vampire instincts were getting impatient as well.

Karma lightly grabbed the back of Nagisa's head, pulling him in closer as he tried to resist. He was trying so hard to snap out of it, but his body wouldn't let him.

Now he was right in front of Karma's collarbone, his breath lightly brushing his tanned skin. It felt strange to Nagisa, since he always saw a small amount of this very part of Karma every day through his unbuttoned collar, but he was looking at it so differently now.

Nagisa was starting to breathe a little heavier; his body wanted this so badly. In the end he stopped resisting, and let himself be completely pulled into Karma's neck.

Karma felt like he was going insane. Nagisa was dragging this out so much, he had time to look at every single one of his features. His strands of hair tickling against his chin, his lips lightly dusting over his neck, his breath along with it, and the way his slender fingers managed to find their way to Karma's shoulder for stability.

Nagisa's breath hitched.

There was a quick sting of pain, and Karma could see that Nagisa had completely sunken his teeth into his neck. The problem is that Nagisa didn't get sharper teeth like vampires in the movies do. With some struggle, he managed to pierce the skin.

And that's when things escalated.

Nagisa's hands were on an adventure of their own, leaving Karma's arms to touch his shoulder blades, only to move up his neck and tangle themselves in his red locks.

Nagisa's hands were still feeling their way around Karma's upper body, until one of them grabbed Karma's lower back, finding their way under his shirt. Nagisa's hands were trailing over Karma's back, occasionally sinking into his skin, rubbing over his spine, then once at the top going right back to trace over his torso and lower abdomen. The other hand returned to its place in the nape of Karma's neck.

Nagisa started to push up against Karma, as if he was demanding more skin, Karma would have happily gone along with it, had Nagisa not been as disoriented as he was.

Nagisa suddenly parted with Karma, Karma's skin immediately feeling cold and left behind where Nagisa's hands had been.

"I shouldn't.... we shouldn't..." he tried between pants, but as soon as blood started dripping off of the wound, Nagisa went right back to the original position.

Karma was unsure if he was also supposed to touch, so he merely placed his hand on the nape of Nagisa's neck.

Karma wanted to return the attention he was receiving so bad. He wanted to kiss and touch too, but he knew he couldn't.

After the wound had dried up, Nagisa slowly back away looking at the damage he had done. There was a huge bite mark, little indents of Nagisa's teeth tainting the skin.

Nagisa started furiously blushing, realizing that he had lost to his instincts and had touched way too much.

He figured that he should savor the moment while it lasted since he probably won't ever be able to get that close to him ever again.

He looked down, still trying to catch his breath, eyes only halfway open, not daring to meet Karma's.

Karma had been blown away. He knew that Nagisa was pretty good when it came to kissing, but he didn't know that he could be so touchy too. Nagisa clinging to him, his hands begging to feel more of him and the feeling of his lips on his neck. Karma couldn't stop replaying what had happened in his head.

His eyes had gone wide in disbelief, because in that very moment, Nagisa was even more desperate for him than he was for Nagisa. The little bit of validation and reciprocation was enough to send him over the moon.

His eyes had been transfixed on Nagisa's lips, which were slightly parted, his hot breath escaping in what seemed to be exasperated gasps.

And his hands. Karma could never look at them the same anymore. The way that had been able to subdue him. Karma the guy who would never ask for anything, felt his body beg for Nagisa's touch. The way those small and tiny fingers could completely encapsulate Karma and drive him insane.

"I'm sorry, I just, I just couldn't... stop... I'm sorry!"

He squeaked, then hurrying out of the room.

Karma sat and stared at the spot where Nagisa had been sitting. Suddenly, his body caught up with what was happening, causing him to start breathing quickly hand heavily, his chest quickly rising hand falling. He was a little lightheaded, but he would've been either way due to Nagisa's contact with him. He sat on his hands and knees, sweat dripping off his forehead.

That happened. That actually happened.

The gears in his mind were spinning, and whenever he closed his eyes he could feel the ghost of Nagisa's touch.

He rolled on to his back, covering his damp eyes with his forearms. He couldn't stop thinking about it, and he felt so dirty about it.

Nagisa was laying face first on the couch, his breath hitching. He could hear his heart in his ears, and he was sure he had been as red as Karma's hair.

Karma's hair.

He had let his hands tangle in that hair, he had traced his hands over his torso, he could vibrantly remember the way Karma's spine felt on his fingers, the way he got to trace them over the taller boys muscular figure.

Karma came out of his room after 10 minutes to most likely grab bandages for the rather large bite mark.

Nagisa covered himself in his blanket and pretended to sleep, even though his breathing was a dead give away. After being that close, after touching that much skin, Nagisa was completely infatuated with Karma. He felt so dirty but so valid at the same time.

Are we crossing a line?

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The power in my house is out and it shut down my computer WHILE I WAS PLAYING A GAME THAT NOW ISNT SAVED FML and also rendering my fan useless, which I need to sleep. I'm spooked and can't sleep so now I'm writing till the power comes back on. I've also realized that I might be scared of the dark, since the streetlights outside usually shine through my curtains.

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