Random Oneus/we Stuff 2

Thirst (LeeOn)

Geonhak knows from the moment they lock eyes that Dongju is thirsty. If he had blinked, he would've missed it, but he notices when Dongju's eyes flash red. Geonhak knows Dongju hasn't fed in a while, they haven't had time with their busy schedules, but it has reached the point where Dongju can't ignore his thirst for blood anymore.

Which is why Geonhak doesn't protest when Dongju starts tugging him by the sleeve towards their dressing room. They don't even stop when they passed the other members. When they reach the room, the stylists immediately start swarming around them carrying their casual clothes. But Dongju growls when a stylist comes to help Geonhak undress. Dongju bears his fangs and narrows his eyes, effectively scaring off all of the stylists. He continues to pull Geonhak towards the bathroom.

Geonhak doesn't even fight it when he's shoved into the bathroom and slammed against the door. He also doesn't fight Dongju's desperate lips. Dongju goes for his lips first, taking them into a messy kiss. Dongju has always been sloppy and inexperienced, but he is even sloppier now that he's desperate. He takes Geonhak's bottom lip between his teeth and teases it with his fangs. He applies pressure, but not enough to break through. Geonhak groans into the kiss and runs his tongue over Dongju's teeth to coax Dongju's tongue out again. Their tongues battle aggressively before Dongju has to pull away for air.

He starts kissing a trail across Geonhak's jaw until he reaches his neck. He presses his teeth against it, but curses when he feels fabric instead of skin. Dongju reaches for the buttons of Geonhak's shirt but he hits pleather instead. Of course today would be the day they put Geonhak in a choker harness. Dongju's eyes are definitely glowing red by now and he's debating between ripping the thing off or trying to undo the straps.

Geonhak wonders if Dongju even has the patience to do either. He's half-expecting Dongju to bite him through the fabric, even if it means staining it with blood.

But Dongju has a bit of common sense left in him, at least enough to know that the stylists will kill him if he damages any of their clothes. So, he has to settle for undoing it. He sighs, but decides its worth it to feel Geonhak's pulse against his lips.

Dongju fumbles with the harness, unsure of how to get it off. Maybe he should've payed more attention to how the stylists did it. He knows there's a loop around the back of the neck, but he doesn't know how to undo it without choking Geonhak in the process. He'll save that idea for another day. Tonight, he just wants to feed. Dongju pops Geonhak's shirt collar so he can reach the choker better. He can feel the buckle and the range of holes to tighten or loosen the circumference. He struggles to undo it.

Geonhak watches him the whole time. He even smirks when he sees how frustrated Dongju is because of the harness. He leans forward and presses against Dongju's lips again, even while he's still fumbling with the buckle. He sucks on Dongju's bottom lip, "Need a hand with that?"

"Shut up, I almost got it." Dongju tugs on the buckle and the straps finally loosen. He mentally gives himself a pat on the back and pulls on the straps so they unwound from Geonhak's neck. He doesn't even bother to undo the rest, instead getting to work undoing the buttons of Geonhak's shirt.

Geonhak smirks and leans forward to capture Dongju's lips. He wants to distract Dongju from his work and see how long he can put up with it. Dongju can feel his smirk immediately and pushes him away with a growl. "Behave, hyung."

"Fine, baby, but hurry up before the others find us."

Dongju's eyes glow red with determination. He goes back to Geonhak's shirt, hands shaking as he undoes the first few buttons. He doesn't undo all of them, only enough for him to be able to pull the shirt down to rest across Geonhak's shoulders. Enough to expose his neck.

He hovers his mouth over Geonhak's pulse. His hot breath ghosts over Geonhak's skin and it erupts in goosebumps. Dongju presses a chaste kiss to the point before he angles his fangs. He squeezes Geonhak's arm as a warning before he sinks his fangs in. Geonhak takes in a sharp breath but makes no noise of protest; he's used to this by now. The pain will subside as soon as Dongju's venom starts to leak in. Soon the light buzz of venom—meant to calm down a vampire's prey—slips into his system.

Geonhak feels a bit lightheaded, but he's not sure if it's from the venom or the lack of blood. Either way, Dongju continues to gulp down Geonhak's blood like a starving man. When he feels Geonhak start to falter in his arms is when Dongju finally stops. He licks the puncture until it closes and presses a final kiss to it. He pulls away, ruby eyes slowly melting back into a chocolate brown as he comes down from the high of blood.

Dongju's panting, he hadn't even pulled away to breathe, so now he's trying to catch his breath. He drags his thumb across his bottom lip to clean up a bit of blood that drips down the side and sucks the droplet back into his mouth. "You taste good today, hyung, very sweet."

Geonhak lets out a chuckle, "I've been eating a lot of fruit lately."

"It's good; you taste good."

Geonhak reaches up and cups Dongju's cheeks. He always does this after feeding because he likes to feel the warmth fill Dongju's cheeks again. Dongju pouts a bit as Geonhak squishes his cheeks affectionately. Slowly, Geonhak can feel warmth meet his hands. It feels almost like rays of sun hitting his palms. When Geonhak sees the color in Dongju's cheeks become rosy, he pulls away. He hates seeing Dongju deathly pale from lack of blood and always has to make sure the color returns to Dongju's cheeks. He presses a tender kiss to Dongju's forehead, "We should go back now. The others are probably looking for us."

Dongju hums and allows Geonhak to take his hand—now warm—and guide him out of the bathroom. When they get out, the other members are waiting with knowing looks on their faces. Dongju glares and walks past them to go change into causal clothes.

Hwanwoong stops Geonhak before he can do the same, "So..." Hwanwoong's got an evil smirk glued to his face, "what'd you do?"

Geonhak rolls his eyes, "You know very well how thirsty Dongju's been lately."

"Yeah but," Hwanwoong gestures to the disheveled state Geonhak's clothes and hair are in, "are you sure he wasn't thirsty for something more?"

Geonhak just huffs and pushes past Hwanwoong to go change.