Our Tears

[M] Bleeding Out

Author : mecchi
Original publish on : archieve of our own | 2018
Author notes : Title taken from Imagine Dragon's song of the same name. Fic inspired by Maroon 5's Daylight. If you clicked with the hope of an epic vampire story with blood, gore, fighting etc, please stop and go back now because this is definitely not it. Sorry to disappoint lol

Anyway, English is not my first language so am sorry for any weird sentences and wrong grammar. Please point them out and I'll fix them to the best of my capability.

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Heechul

The full moon shone high in the sky, illuminating the sleeping figure on the bed. Silently, Heechul climbed off the window's ledge where he was perched on and slid closer. For a few moments, he stood still, taking in the sight of the sleeping man, his Leeteuk. Bending down, he brushed his palm gently against Leeteuk's face and the latter stirred but didn't wake up. He continued patting several times, each touch gentle but firm. A couple of minutes later, Leeteuk's eyes opened, staring blearily and Heechul licked his lips, fangs glowing brightly in the dim room.

Leeteuk

"Heechul? Is that you?" his voice was still rough with sleep as he tried to focus. He glanced at his bedside clock and noticed it was almost 4 AM, which was quite late by Heechul's standard. Heechul's palm brushed against his face again and Leeteuk shuddered at the coldness of the touch.

"You are so cold. Why didn't you come sooner?" Leeteuk asked, concern replacing his rapidly diminishing sleepiness. Heechul didn't answer and he frowned as Heechul's eyes kept staring intently as if mapping his features. For a few seconds, their gazes locked.

"Heechul?" Leeteuk tried again but Heechul just brushed a strand of stray hair away from his face. Leeteuk felt the coldness even more when Heechul cupped his face and leaned forward. Meeting him halfway, Leeteuk closed his eyes and slowly their lips touched. He sighed into the kiss as Heechul coerced his lips to open, which he abided willingly. He was panting by the time Heechul's cold lips left to travel down his neck. He felt the tongue darted on his pulse and he couldn't help the small gasp of pleasure as the tongue lapped on old scars.

"Why are you so quiet tonight?" Leeteuk whispered, almost afraid that loud sounds might spooked the other which was ridiculous really. He was the one who should be spooked, being the mortal that he is. Heechul still kept quiet as his tongue traveled lower and lower, fingers easily ripping Leeteuk's tank top, exposing him to the chilly air. Leeteuk's breath hitched as tongue and fingers touched him everywhere. Breathing heavily, he wondered why Heechul was being so serious tonight instead of cocky and flamboyant but the thought was chased away when he felt the other touch him there.

Before long, the room was filled with moans and groans as Leeteuk's body reacted to Heechul's ministrations. Whimpering, his body arched off the bed as Heechul's coldness enveloped him. Heechul kept teasing him, bringing him closer to the brink and slowing down again and again. By the time Heechul entered him, Leeteuk was already high strung, mind delirious with pleasure. He bared his neck, offering himself as Heechul moved.

"I love you, Heechul," he sobbed out and it hurt a bit when Heechul didn't reply but he was used to it by then. He was on the very edge of exploding when Heechul grazed his neck. Leeteuk closed his eyes tightly at the sharp pain when Heechul's fangs pierced his skin but as soon as the pain came, it took a sharp turn and he was falling and falling. It felt neverending as he was claimed wholly by euphoria, pleasure filling him when Heechul turned warm on top of him, inside him. Grasping loosely on the back of Heechul's neck, Leeteuk blinked rapidly, the usual fatigue quickly catching up.