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Type breathed deeply in shifting uncomfortably. He could tell he was on his couch. For whatever reason he started to twitch.
Then what had just happened filled his mind.
His body jolted forward eyes opening wide.
Tharn had a hand to his chest.
Type looked to him twitching hard.
He brought up his hand to grip.Tharns throwing it to the side.
With his hands type patted his body rapidly then he looked to tharn.
"Am i? Am i? What did you do!"
"I fed you my blood."
Then he shook.His head.
"Your still a half breed." "Just feeding you my blood does not turn you."
Type brought up his hands looking to them. They were twitching. He then looked back to tharn.
"Why am i?"
"Your body isnt use to vampiric blood."
"Hhow....how long will this happen?"
He stuttered.
"48 hours. That's all i know."
"Wwhy...why did you do this?"
"I wasent really thinking. When you tried to leave."
Then type got an urge, a desire, he couldn't stop himself.
He leaned forward grabbing tharn by the nap of his neck pulling him to his lips.
They both put there tongues in each other mouths, type breathed heavily into it. All he wanted was tharn.
His eyes then went wide coming into reality.
He pushed himself off hard away from tharn to fall to the floor twitching hard.
"Aaah god ddamn it."
Tharns lips parted he tried to lean down but type leaned his head up  giving him a death glare.
He leaned back.
Type put his head back to the ground.
"What the fuck is the matter with you! I try to leave and you feed me your blood! What the...."
Then he moved his head stiffly side to side. The twitching was getting to him.
"I did it because i like you."
"Mmmm" type groaned.
"You like fucking me! Its not the same! You don't do this to someone you say you like!"
"I didn't know this is what would happen."
"What did you think would happen with you feeding me your blood?"
Tharn looked to the side.
Type laughed ruthlessly.
Tharn looked back to type with narrowed eyes.
"Such a selfish prick. You were trying to control me. Right?! Fucking horriable monster!"
Tharn looked down biting his lip.
"Feeding me your blood will not stop me from ending this. We're done! This mistake is finished! Aaaah"
He twitched uncontrollably.
"Breathe half breed."
Type did just that. Taking deep calming breathes. Tharn watched has his twitching came down a bit.
Type opened his eyes.
"I can't believe you did this too me."
Tharn looked down.
"I apologize. I didn't think this through."
"No shit!"
Tharn rolled his eyes.
Type wanted the twitching to stop then he remembered when he was kissing tharn Just then it stopped.
He made a low growl.
"Tharn?"
"Yes?"
"Can you....."
He rolled his eyes.
"Hold me?"
Tharn straightened up surprised.
"You want me to hold you?"
"I want the twitching to stop."
Tharns brain clicked. The twitching probably would stop if they remained in a close embrace. The blood was probably calling for him.
Getting up he went to the floor picking up type.
The twitching stopped. Then type put his arm on his shoulder putting his head on his chest Breathing heavily.
"I do apologize for this."
Type just shook his head.
Then his lips parted. Type could smell his blood.
His head leaned up looking lustfully to his exposed throat. Then he put his mouth on it inhaling the aroma.
Tharn bit his lip. It was pure esctasy to him when type bit into his flesh however, it would mean more time for type.
"Type if you take more blood you will add more time."
Type frozed.
He fought hard against his desire to put his head back to tharns chest.
"I....i....i can't let my mother see me like this."
Tharn thought for a moment.
"Would your mother care if you spent the night at a friends house even though it's Thursday?"
Type shook his head.
"Can i take you to a hotel then?"
Type nodded.
Tharn then picked him up bridal style to put him on the couch. He then put him on the edge, bending his body to him, he put his hands to either side of type making him look at him.
"Im going to get your back pack and my car then we will go."
Type got the desire again.
He leaned forward kissing tharn with his tongue.
Tharn wanted nothing more to throw type down to fuck him passionately but he knew with his blood in him this was all a fantasy. in Reality, type didn't like tharn just his cock.
Tharns lips pulled down to a frown.
Departing he left quickly.
Type sat at the edge of the couch wrapping his arms around his stomach the twitching came back.
"Why did he do this to me?" Type whimpered.
All he wanted was tharn. Type cocked his neck to the side stiffly trying to fight that feeling.
In the back of his head, even before this, type unknown to him (because he kept fighting it) liked tharn has well.
Unknown to the boys that is the true reason why he was twitching. He was fighting against what he truly desired.
Barley 10 minutes past and tharn was back.
He didn't look to type.
Tharn with types back pack went up stairs emptying the contents to push them under the bed to leave no evidence.
Seeing the dresser he grabbed clothes.
He looked to the clock. Knowing his mothers schedule they needed to be quick.
Boonire was due home at any moment. It was 10 at night. That day was her double shift.
With his speed he went to type.
Once he put his hands on his shoulders type could relax. The twitching subsided.
Tharn helped him up. Type kept fighting the desire so he just held onto tharns hand.
Tharn pulled type behind him darting his eyes making sure they didn't leave anything behind for types story he would tell his mother would be plausible.
Leaving the house tharn got him inside his car then they both drove to a secluded hotel.