Devour

After Effects

"How you feeling Yoongi-hyung?" Jungkook asks teasingly.

Yoongi frowns at him heavily. He obviously exhausted and undone. His neck is covered in fading hickeys and his hair is still damp from a shower. There's still the faint smell of sex on him, although the human can't tell.

Yoongi looks to Jimin, flat out ignoring the maknae. "Did you bring me food?"

Jimin pops open the fridge and grabs a blood bag as Jungkook giggles to himself. He doesn't even get to close the door before Yoongi rips the blood out of his hands. He drinks straight from the bag messily.

Jimin scrunches his nose at the blood trailing down Yoongi's chin. "I thought Tae was exhausting. Is Hoseok trying to kill you?"

Yoongi takes deep breaths and glares at Jimin. He's not in the mood to be teased by his dongsaengs. His body aches and so do his fangs, not to mention he hasn't slept as much as he would have liked. He swipes a second bag from the fridge.

Jimin looks at his mates curiously. Taehyung only shrugs. Jungkook's are focused on something else. A mark on Yoongi's neck that doesn't seem to be fading. He's never seen a mating mark before, never even thought about it really, but this stands out to him "Did you mate?"

Yoongi lets out a questioning sound as he pulls away from the bag. His fingers land on the mark delicately. "It's just a temporary one. It's not deep enough to be permanent. Hoseok said he couldn't help it."

Taehyung seems impressed. Hoseok isn't usually dominate, at least around the alpha. Hoseok has always been, well, nothing but cute. He didn't expect Yoongi to be in this state.

"Have you not fed from him yet?" Jimin asks the older vampire. If Yoongi has already fed from his mate then his hunger shouldn't be so unsatisfiable.

"I only drank from him when we at the parlor. I didn't get the chance to ask him if I could this time. He was a little distracted," Yoongi replies. If he's completely honest, he'd be ripping into another bag if he thought he couldn't bear the thirst still in him. It's worrisome however. Yoongi thinks if he had any less self control he'd be ripping into someone's throat instead. He doesn't know how Jimin managed to avoid feeding on Jungkook for so long.

"Hoseok doesn't know how to handle a heat cycle," Taehyung thinks aloud. "I wouldn't be surprised if he can't think clearly until tomorrow."

"My head is working just fine thank you very much," Hoseok announces as he meanders into the kitchen. He's just gotten out of the shower too, effectively washing off the smell of sex but not the pheromones that he's still producing.

Yoongi spins away from Hoseok, suddenly very aware of how much blood he's let drip on himself. Hoseok simply turns him back towards him and plants a brief kiss on his bloody lips, as if to remind the vampire he doesn't care, before grabbing a paper towel to clean his mate up himself.

"How're you feeling?" Taehyung asks.

"I don't know how you put up with this shit every month," Hoseok grumbles.

"To be fair, your cycle is a little worse than our monthly ones," Taehyung explains. "It's something between a heat and a rut. Alphas and omegas only feel one or the other, but right now you're getting both. Of course, the cycle when we meet our mates it's ten times worse than what you feel right now."

Hoseok grumbles something else under his breath as he wipes Yoongi's lips clean. He lets his thumb linger over the vampire's chin for a moment too long. Yoongi tries not to look away from Hoseok's eyes but inevitably his gaze wanders to the wolf's neck. Yoongi licks his lips. All Yoongi can think about is how Hoseok's blood tasted for the brief few seconds he got to taste it. His fangs ache again.