Don't Transmigrate Me!

Go to Sleep

WuAi slowly turned to look at the male lead. He had a gentle smile on his face, but in his criss-crossed arms, there was a wooden pike. 

I guess I'm still going to bleed to death, huh, Hong84.

System55566688833: I don't think he will kill you. 

WuAi rose up from the toilet to go to the sink. She didn't notice it earlier from the fog, but in the mirror there was no reflection. All she could see was the male lead in the background. She waved her hand in front of her, she made a funny face, she said, "open sesame." Nothing appeared. WuAi gulped in fright as she noticed the male lead slowly getting closer. She turned around quickly and put her palms out to stop the man.

"Wait. Please wait." WuAi's eyes darted around, "This... this is not processing in my brain. This--I'm a vampire? I mean, when was I ever a vampire." He took a step closer, and WuAi's hand shook in front of her, "Don't come closer!" There was no where else she could go as her back was already against the sink. "If I'm a vampire, and you're... that..."

The male lead stopped a foot away and only sighed, looking at her. "You got bit by a vampire--that girl you were with, and got fed by a vampire--me." WuAi blinked her eyes once. Twice. Three times. Four times. Her brain really wasn't processing this information. Watching the confusion spread across WuAi's face was amusing, "All vampire hunters are half human, half vampires. That is how we fight against vampires." WuAi then pointed at herself, "Yes, I do kill vampires, but I don't kill innocent vampires. As long as you don't kill anyone for blood, I will not kill you." Truthfully, bringing out the wooden pike was just to threaten her to not do anything. But it truly seemed like she was innocent in this matter.

WuAi's shoulders slumped down from stress. She struggled to find the correct wording, "Then how will I eat from now on? I can't eat any normal food anymore?" At the mention of food, she could only want to cry again. 

"You can't eat human food anymore. Come. I have packages for you to drink and a blood donor will come by every week." They walked up to a wine cooler in the kitchen and he pulled out a milk carton with a happy cow on it. "Drink up." 

WuAi opened the blood carton, and took a sniff. It smelled so much worse compared to the male lead's blood. She gave him a pained look, stretched out her head towards his neck, and took a sniff. She could smell the blood off of his body. At first, she only wanted to sniff him and drink the blood carton at the same time, but since he didn't block her, her hands had already reached around his neck.

The male lead froze, her face was coming closer and all he could think was, the girl in front of him was seducing him.

At this point WuAi had turned into a vampire state. When she opened her eyes to look at the blood vein running on his neck, her eyes had turned red and her fangs had elongated. The male lead couldn't fight back against those eyes, the longer he looked, it seemed that he was being sucked in. Those eyes saw only him. He wanted WuAi to suck his blood, he wanted to give himself to her. No. This was the power of vampires. But by the time he realized this, she had already bit into his neck and he could only groan in enjoyment. He stopped thinking. WuAi at this point, in order to get better access had wrapped her legs around his waist and had closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling. 

If anyone was looking through the doorway, they would have thought they were doing some weird kitchen play. Fortunately no one else lived in that house. As the male lead's pants finally exploded, he regained his mind. He needed to take this leech off his neck pronto. So he knocked her out with the wooden cutting board. 

He felt the mouth slowly loosen on his neck and he could only curse at the girl who was now lolling around in his arms unconscious. Her lips were blood red and there was a healthy red glow on her cheeks now. He slapped himself awake again. He needed to let go of this girl.

He ran up the stairs to her coffin, and started to lay her down, but she actually woke up at this point. "No!" She cried out, she stared at him eyes wide, "Don't let me go!" She clung to him, unwilling to be let down into the coffin, "I don't want to be in that, dont--don't leave me alone!" He struggled to remove her arms from him, but she clung onto him like an octopus to a clam. He could feel her silently sobbing again, and he could only sigh.

Fortunately there was a bed in the room and she finally relaxed to lay on the bed. He sat next to her until he heard a steady rhythm of breathing.

He walked up to the 3rd floor where his weapons, torture room, office, room, and gym were placed. First he walked into the bathroom to check the wound. He finally understood why donors were so willing to be donors. The extreme pleasure one could feel under the body of a vampire was like a drug. He once again imagined the soft feeling of her in his arms, as her hair tickled his arms, and her smell--violet with a light touch of vanilla.

His hands reached down to pull his member out. He went to grab some lotion and proceeded to pump his member through his hand. At first, the girl encased him in her arms, and as he continued to be more and more intimate with her. He could feel the girl lick his neck in preparation all over again. His member was already pumping through his hand as fast as possible. Once he remembered the sensation of her biting down, he roared. His cum splattering over the space.

After the excitement he slowed down his breath. His bathroom smelled of a bachelor and his pants looked like a guilty teen. He just came from re-imagining her drinking his blood. This was impossible. He needed to hand her to the Hunter's Association as soon as possible and relieve himself of this burden.

He quickly went to change into casual clothing and went to lay on the bed, tired.

Speaking of which, there was the other girl currently in the torture room. His eyes glinted. Tomorrow morning was going to be interesting, and then he fell into a comfortable sleep.