The bloodsucking devil - Dio Brando x OC FF

Dio

I woke up. I felt fully relaxed for the first time since every arriving here. That was probably because of the blood loss, but still, it felt pretty fucking good. I hold my head, a little irritated as I remember everything that happened.

How long was I asleep?
I don't know for sure.

I had a small headache and my throat was pretty dry, but my ankle and the wound on my neck were feeling a lot better. So I guess that's a win. I removed the blanket from my body. Even though I don't remember covering myself with it. A little smile was placed on my lips as I look around the room. My hand reached to the wound on my neck. 

My fingertips brushed over some kind of fabric, I guessed a little bandage that was wrapped around my neck. I was pretty sure I would be dead, at least for kicking him in the balls. But nope, I feel a lot better than before and it isn't a dream.

So yeah, things go well for me right now. Even though my head said I shouldn't be this naive, screamed at me to listen to the voice of reason telling me things will never go well as long as I am near him. I stood up and looked around the room. The windows were covered so not a single sunbeam could enter the room. A few candles were lit, I assume it must be new ones or they hold extremely long.

I walked around the room. A single rose was placed on the desk. The rest of the roses were untouched and in the same place as before.

The whole rose thing seems kinda gay to me, but okay.

I shook my head a little and then heard how the door behind me was opened. I instantly spin around and look at the person who entered the room. It wasn't the handsome man I expected. But I'm pretty sure that he was a vampire too.

Even though he was far from handsome. I tried to take a step back as the vampire took a step towards me. But my back was already facing the desk, and me being the idiot I am, I just slammed my foot against the desk as I tried to take the step. Since I was not wearing any shoes or socks, this hurt even more. 

"Son of a bitch!" I yelled in pain, which ended in another painful hiss. Yelling wasn't any help for my throat. That now, hurt even more. The vampire looked a little confused at me. I noticed that he was a lot smaller than the other.
"Follow me." He simply said as he banned the confusion from his face.

"Why?" - "I was ordered to make something about your smell. You stink." The vampire sounded annoyed.

Why was he sounding annoyed?
He just insulted me! Even though, I couldn't argue about that. I was smelling really fucking bad and it grosses me out myself. 

As I followed the smaller vampire I wondered if I could escape him. The big boss-guy wouldn't watch us if another was taking care that I didn't flee, right? To be honest, the smaller vampire in front of me looked kinda weak. I bit my tongue. I shouldn't go by looks. I mean, in the first place, I landed here because I was going by looks. 

He opened a door in front of me. It looked like a small bathroom. I couldn't help myself but smile a little. A toilet. A real fucking toilet. I was so in love with the sight of an actual bathroom, that I must have not moved for a couple of seconds.

The small vampire pushed me in and closed the door behind me. I quietly mumbled to myself;
"Why do I always get pushed inside rooms these days?" I quickly took a towel from a pile of several other towels. Then I undressed and took off the bandage. A hiss left my throat when the dried blood ripped a little to fast from the wound.

I quickly got under the warm water from the shower. It was warm water. I couldn't help myself but smile happily, this was feeling pretty nice. Even though the place where I was 'bitten' did hurt a little when the water hit it. I hummed a little as I was washing my whole body. The room in which we were was a clean one, but we didn't have a real bathroom. The details were, that we needed to-

...You know what? Never mind.

I swore to myself I won't talk about it, or think about it. I just wanted to erase that from my memory. 

I turned the water off and smelled myself. Which would look extremely strange but I was so happy to smell good or at least clean again. The bubble of my happy thoughts and feelings was almost popped when I heard how someone opened the door. I quickly grabbed the towel and covered myself with it. Staring at the door. A certain vampire appeared. The big male had a few clothes in hand and looked at me amused. 

"WHAT THE FUCK GET OUT!" My face felt like it was burning because of the blood that rushed into my face and cheeks. The blonde just raised one eyebrow.
"Ah? So you don't want clothes? I didn't think you would want to walk around naked all the time bu-" - "JUST GIMME THE STUPID CLOTHES" I screamed. My throat luckily felt better. To be honest, I was a little confused, how my shame and embarrassment made me able to scream at him without my voice breaking or me shaking. His eyes were twitching for a split second. Maybe interrupting him wasn't a good idea. 

He walked towards me and roughly pushed the clothes inside my hands. I already could feel how I got nervous when he took the first step towards me, but when he touched me, even though it was only through the clothes, I felt so small. I took the clothes with one hand, the other still holding the towel to hide my body.

"Why do you give me these? Personally?" My voice wasn't more than a small whisper. I couldn't raise my voice more when he was this close, in this kind of situation especially. I couldn't even look up.

"I didn't want someone else to see you like this." A deep chuckle followed this sentence. Instant goosebumps. His voice was low and deep, I found it sexy but it felt dangerous. I tried to look to the side to hide my blush but his next sentence made me freeze. 

"And I couldn't do that if I weren't here." - "You couldn't do what?" I wanted to look up into his face. My expression was confused. Before I could look into his face, my confused expression changed into a pain-distorted one. Two of his fingers were pushed inside my neck without a warning. I let out a little shriek as I could feel him starting to suck the blood out of me. He wrapped his free arm around me and pushed me into his chest again.

"Please... Stop" I whimpered. I could feel him tense up, but he didn't stop. At least that was what I thought. His arm that was wrapped around me let go. My legs were shaking, but I could stand since he wasn't taking as much blood as I expected him too. Suddenly I could feel how he pulled his fingers out of my neck. 

I let out a painful moan, the next thing I felt was how he pushed the bandage against the wound. Was he letting go of me to grab the bandage? That would be unexpected nice. He whispered inside my ear.

"Put the clothes on, the dumbass outside will give you something to eat and a new bandage." I simply nod my head yes before quietly asking:
"Did you bandage me when I was sleeping?" I could hear a little laughter from him.
"Maybe I did, maybe not." With that, he turns away and moves to the door. 

"Wait!" I called out. He looked over his shoulder right into my eyes. A knot formed inside my throat. After a few seconds, he looked away again and was about to open the door.

"No seriously, wait!" He doesn't look back at me this time, he simply stops his movement.
"What's your name?" I quietly ask. This question seems to catch his interest.

"Ho? You can't remember my name?" He looked back at me for a few seconds, maybe he thought I was joking. But I was really bad at remembering names. He turned his head away again and opened the door. While walking out he only turned his head so much that I could see one side of his face. A devilish smile graced his lips.

 "It is Dio."