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tharn withdrawals

Tharn had taken a limp type to his bed after he dried them off.
He put him under his covers then he went back to the bathroom only to put on his boxers and pants.
Grabbing his shirt he put it on the side on top of the bed.
He sat on the edge looking at an asleep type.
Tharn kept weaving his head back and forth rubbing his thumb on his bottom lip.
What just occurred was beyond anything he could ever imagine.
This half breed was something else.
What are you doing to me?
Tharn eyes narrowed, his lips parted.
"Mmmm"
Type shifted After only being asleep  for an hour.
His eyes opened and they were crimson red.
Tharn took his hand back to lean away.
Type looked like a vampire, a very hot, sexy and sensual one at that.
They kept there eyes on one another while type slowly got up without knowing he was awake.
His eyes darted back and forth til he closed them to bring up his hand to put it on tharns neck pulling him to his lips.
They kissed passionately. Type took tharn down with him and tharn couldn't help himself. He knew this wasent type but he was so turned on.
Tharn hovered over types body has they licked each of there tongues, bringing them into each other mouths.
Types eyes opened once more to look to his side seeing tharn had put his arm down on the side of his head to the bed.
His vampiric instincts took over. With an unknown speed and strength a low growl echoed from his chest cavity and he pushed tharn away to grabbed that arm.pulling it by the wrist to his mouth.
Type bit tharn.
Tharns eyes opened wide. Taking it back before he could get any blood he put both hands to his throat, giving it a squeeze, his eyes pierced a deep blue.
Type eyes then turned back to his normal black to look up at tharn in confusment.
He brought his hands to his gripping tight.
"What the hell tharn!" He chocked.
Then his eyes darted around his room the memory of what happened earlier came in waves into his mind.
He tried to swallow but his throat was dry and tharns hands were making it difficult.
"Ddamn it let go!"
Tharn had to grit his teeth just to calm himself.
He took his arms back putting his hands up.
Type then put one hand to his throat rubbing it. Then he looked down, tharn was hard.
He looked up in Anger taking a guess why tharn did what he did.
Type thought he couldn't wait til he woke up to make a move so he wrapped his hands around his throat to wake him up, was the punishment still in effect?
Type shook his head.
"What's the matter with you?" He looked at him in anger.
Tharn looked to his wrist, the bit mark was already gone.
Looking back to type he decided not to tell him but to go along with what he could see type was thinking.
"Let me get you some blood."
Type Motioned with his chin for him to leave.
With his speed he got up to rush out.
Going to the fridge he gathered all the vials.
Tharn had no clue what that was but it turned him on and why did he want him to start sucking. He only stopped him because his fathers voice echoed through his mind.
"Its forbiddened to allow anyone to drink your blood. Don't allow anyone do it or there will be consequences my son."
Tharn bit his lip.
Type was in his bed looking at the ceiling trying to swallow with a dry, aching throat.
What the hell was that for!
His eyes went to the door when tharn came back with a bunch of vials.
He sat on the edge of the bed unloading them.
Type looked down and tried to get up but his head lolled a bit, he was dizzy.
Tharn Watching took his hand to the back of his neck to pull him foward.
With his other hand he took a vial opening the top with his mouth.
Then he put it to types mouth.
Type leaned his head slightly back downing the contents. His arms laid useless on his lap.
They did this a few times til type could feel his arms.
Once he brought them up to hold a vial tharn took his hand from his neck to lean back.
Grabbing a vial for himself he drank slowly deep in thought.
Type grabbed one after another drinking each one.
Finishing them all he had one to his lips and he eyed tharns.
Tharn kept his eyes on him the whole time then he took the vial from his mouth to Motion to type for him to take it.
He shook his head putting the last vial down to the others.
Type leaned his body back putting his arms behind him, closing his eyes.
He was started to feel like himself again.
Tharn could see his color return.
Type then opened his eyes to look at Tharn. He had questions.
"Tharn?"
"Yes?"
"What the fuck was that?"
Tharn proceeded cautiously.
"What do you think that was?"
"Well, seeing that you were hard. You couldn't wait til i woke up."
"Am i right?"
Tharn adjusted his body that had been slightly leaned to the side at type To put his body forward downing the contents taking one peek at his wrist that was fully healed.
He shook his head bringing the vial down.
Then he swallowed looking at the door nodding.
Type rolled his eyes.
"Prick."
"Why did you have to choke me?"
He shrugged.
"A bit of a thrill."
Type breathed out in a huff.
He looked to the side of the bed eyeing his shirt, he grabbed it throwing it to him.
"One week,no meet ups. Now get the fuck out of my house."
Tharn.put on his shirt not even fighting it.
He got up grabbing the empty vials to throw them away.
Tharn left without speaking another word.
Type flopped on the bed smacking his forhead with his hand.
"What the fuck!"
More importantly why didn't he fully believe tharn.
"What really happened?"
The next few days were hard, type was in a mood and he couldn't shake this feeling he did something bad.
The weekend without tharn was helpful but school rolled its ugly head around.
Tharn was acting normal so maybe what type thought really happened.
By thursday type was shaking at lunch. He was going through tharn withdrawal.
There last time kept echoing in his dreams. The touching, the feeling and everything in between type couldn't shake it. He ached for tharn. It didn't help that he wasent in the cafeteria and that usually ment he was with his father.
Types friends were in deep in there conversation to not see him shaking.
Damn it type you can go 3 more days without it.
Shaking his head he couldn't stop himself.
He looked to his friends who paid him no mind.
Type then took out his phone from his pocket to put it under the table looking down to unlock it.
Type: can we meet up after school?
Then type gritted his teeth.
Tharn was in his father's office watching him on his computer.
Then he felt his phone go off.
Retrieving it from his side pocket he unlocked it, his eyes narrowed.
Tharn: my house?
Type: yes.
Tharn: maybe. If you tell me you miss my cock.
Type leaned back,his eyes opened wide.
Type: i don't miss it.
Tharn.couldn't stop but smile.
Tharn: be stubborn then. Tell me you want it.
Type: prick.
Tharn: then no.
Type was getting mad. He rolled his eyes.
Tharn waited for him patiently.
Type bit his lip.
God dammit.
Type: i.....want it.
Tharn smirked.
Tharn: my house after School.
His father had turned to look at his son watching his weird expressions go over his face. He was acting like a human.
"Who are you texting?"
Without showing Anything he quickly deleted there conversation. He shrugged then made on more text but didn't send.
Tharns father put his hand out for the phone. He gave it to him rolling his eyes.
His father scrolled through the text messages then he eyed tharn.
"This better be a vampire girl your talking too. You also shouldn't be asking for nudes."
Then he tossed the phone back to him getting up and leaving.
Tharn looked back to his phone to Delete that message happy his father didn't see he that he didn't send it.
Tharn always had a plan b if he was caught.
He paid off a girl to keep texting him. She didn't care.
Tharn got up with a smile going to his last class.
Knew the half breed couldn't last the week.