Verisimilitude

SMUT CHAPTER

THIS HAS HEAVY SMUT AND DARK THEMES
IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS SKIP THIS CHAPTER, there will be a summary at the start of the next one
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" Me" Mark breathed.

Jack furrowed his brows and widened his eyes, glaring at Mark. The Irishmen looked crazy as he pushed the other man away with all his force. The vampire stumbled back briefly.

" I can't do that to you Mark" Jack almost whispered.

The red head watched as Sean turned and basically ran up the stairs. Mark let out a huff of air before he called up the stairs.

" Why not? You've done it before!" Mark shouted.

The vampire then began to run up the stairs after Jack, briefly tripping as he ran. Mark surfaced to find Jack stressfully pacing the room, almost pulling his hair out. He began to harshly scratch at his arms, his skin began to turn red and irritated.

" That was different Mark, you asked me to do it then" Jack spoke as he paced.

" I'm asking you now!" Mark yelled.

The loud noise made Jack stop briefly and look at Mark. There was pain in his blue eyes, suffering and anger. Something you wouldn't expect from a sadist who gets off on the pain of others.

" No I can't, I'll take it to far, I'll hurt you too much" Sean mumbled as he began to pace again, his fingers raking his flesh again and again.

" I can't die" Mark stated, watching him pace.

" BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU!" Jack screamed, stamping his foot. The jerking motion made the boy scratch too hard, blood began to pour from the irritated, red, broken skin.

Mark marched over to Jack and held him by the wrist. The vampire glanced down at the red, blooded arms and frowned. His mind told him to feed at the sight of blood, but his common sense had different plans on the agenda.

" You only want to hurt yourself" The red head mumbled.

Jack tried to rip his hands away from the vampires grip but didn't succeed.

" I've ruined so many lives Mark! I deserve it" Jack cried.

" And how many lives do you think I've taken just so I can survive? How many lives were stolen so that I could feed?" Mark questioned.

Jack looked to the ground.
" You know you can feed off me anytime".

Mark looked his grip on Jack wrists but didn't let go and Jack didn't try to escape.
" Then why doesn't it work the other way? Why can't I be the one to get hurt instead of another. I can't die and I've had worse-".

" Because I love you" Jack whispered.
" And all I want is for you to be healthy and be happy".

Jack looked up with tears in his eyes, they strained down his face making his cheeks shiny. His body quivered like it was cold and Mark cold feel it in the wrists he held. The vampire pulled Jack into an embrace and held him close.

" It would make me happy to sit downstairs with you. Because then I know you nor anyone else is going to be hurt" Mark uttered.

Jack nodded against his chest and whipped his tears in Marks black shirt. The Irishmen looked up and made eye contact with the vampire. The two slowly leant in and began to kiss. Their lips moving in sync and Jack's hot breath contrasting to Marks like warm skin.

Soon enough, the situation became heated and they were making out.

The kids was briefly broken when Jack slipped off Marks shirt. They then connect lips and Jack's hands roamed every inch of available skin.