Midnight Pleasure in A Moonlight Night

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A/N :

Old fic, deciding to rewrite it and somehow ended up as a series.

Still messy and no beta though ☆ ～('▽^人) I think I will upload more, just you wait but for a while I will leave it as two chapters

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Thirsty.

He gulped down, his throat was dry. He looked up to the night sky, the starry night from the window gazed back at him.

The silver moonlight illuminated the castle's room, the cold tiles were freezing but never once bothering him.

The joints in his body cracked when he moved, he groaned and sounded inhumane.

How long he had been sleeping inside his black coffin?

He blinked, adjusting with his surroundings. A lot of things had changed, there was so many furniture he didn't remember was there before he slept, his eyelids fluttered.

He left his coffin, the comfortable coffin. The inside of his coffin was maroon, his favourite colour; just like blood.

Blood, right.

He needed blood.

He needed to know the world's condition first. The new untouched world outside this huge ancient castle.

He recalled the situation before he fell to the deep slumber, he winced when he tried to dig his memories further. An unknown pain shot through his body, starting from his skull to his toes, he gave up to remember.

The only clothes he had was just the one he used at that moment, the white shirt with black blazer together with his old fashioned black trousers.

Good thing nobody dared to open his coffin, it wasn't like they could in fact. His body and clothes were clean, no dust.

New clothes, he believed people would look at him weirdly if he wanders around the village with this kind of clothing. He didn't know how long he slept, this was fatal.

He didn't want to attract hunters, the execution was fun and the fire tickles him when they tried to burn him alive back then but now wasn't the right time to enjoy such thing.

The black-haired man turned around when he heard a rustling sound from the corridor, he sniffed the familiar scent.

A human.

The man smirked, good timing, finally he could get some useful information.

He walked away from the open window, leaving his comfort zone. He could feel a shiver ran down his spine, the thrilling feeling when he approached his prey would always be the cause of his euphoria.

Joints cracked like broken glass, he clenched and unclenched his fists. He tilted his head, staring at the closed door, he smelled an anxious human from behind the huge oak door.

Smiling softly, he leaned back to a clean table near him, he waited patiently.

His white skin glowed under the moonlight, slicked-back hair completed his flawless face. His smile widened when he heard the door moved and gave a loud noise due to its old condition.

The man looked calm when he heard a loud gasp when the door fully opened, he eyed the stranger who stood frozen.

A woman with a weird uniform (actually her clothes were normal, it just, he never saw it before), hands covering her mouth and her eyes widened.