divide

confliction

In a dream
Types eyes were closed, he felt someone kissing his neck, in a sensual manner, while they floated in darkness. He bit his lip enjoying.
"Mmmm" he moaned.
A hand started to go down, making type breathe heavily.
Then they went too his ear.
"I know you miss my.touch half breed."
His eyes opened wide, turning his head, he saw tharn, with piercing blue eyes, types Deamnor softened when he saw blood coming down his eyes.
Tharn brought up a hand to stroke his cheek.
Types body shivered.
"Please come back to me...."
Types lips parted.
Hearing come back to me, things seemed too flash through the darkness but he couldn't comprend what he was seeing.
Then his eyes opened wide when his alarm went off.
Peering his eyes up, he clicked it off.
Sitting up, he pulled his knees to his chest, brows furrowed, shaking his head a bit.
Why am i dreaming of that vampire again and of him. touching me?
Type took a deep breathe in.
A week had passed after there kiss and they mainly stayed away from.each other.
Type didn't know what or how to feel that his first kiss was with a vampire. He also didn't like being lied too. Boonire was due to come over too cut his hair and he was going to have a serious conversation.
Feeling something touch his stomach, he moved the blanket too see his erection.
Type rolled his eyes. Every day since that kiss, he woke up with morning wood. He didn't fully understand why. 
Laying too his side, type gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, put a hand over his mouth to relief himself. Even though he didn't want too and it irratated him to no end, that kiss ran through his mind.
Type stroked his length, moaning quietly in his hand.
Down stairs, tharn still made type his breakfest, he just didn't sit with him.
At the couch, he had his laptop open getting his work done.
His eyes peered up, too grit his teeth. Even though type was being quiet, tharn could hear his Heart rate become erratic. Tharn could tell what he was doing.
Closing the top of his computer and hard. He placed it angerly to the side. This was starting to get to him.
Remember, type is alive and breathing. No matter what he says or do, at least right now you are with him.
Peering his eyes too the side, woofy went to tharn to bark.
"Let me take you for a walk."
Getting up he got the leash and shoes and left.
Cumming, type instantly got up to run to the bathroom placing his hands in the sink.
He felt disgusted with himself that he was doing such an act and thinking of that vampire.
Maybe i am gay.
Within the week, he went to school and had a job interview, when he looked at women he felt nothing.
Drying, type was confused, angery, livid, disgusted and conflicted.
To the dresser, he got dressed. Unlocking his door, he went down the stairs, eyes peering around.
He gave a sign of relief when he didn't see the vampire.
Even though they didn't talk to each other, tharn still made type food and drove him around.
Type didn't know why the vampire was doing these things.
Peering his eyes up, he gulped feeling embarrassed, he then looked down has the vampire came in with woofy. The dog ran to type, barking.
Type looked down to scratch his chin.
"Good dog." He smiled.
Woofy then ran to the kitchen to eat.
Type looked at his food while tharn went back to work.
Awhile later, type cleaned and went to the door after he heard a knock. Tharn took his leave to go shopping for food and blood.
Smiling, bonnire came in. They shared a tight hug.
In.Types room, he sat has his mother started to cut.
His eyes darted, he had questions.
"Well.....all done."
Type took a deep breathe in and grabbed her by the hand to pull her around. They eyed one another.
"Mom.....i....need to know why you lied."
Boonires eyes widen.
"When did i lie?"
"Tharn....and i haven't been together since i was 16....have we.....tine told me some things."
Boonire gave a sign.
She let go of types hand to sit on the edge of the bed looking at him.
"Do.....you want to know the truth?"
He nodded.
"From what he has told me and you......your grandmother gave you too your father and his. They....turned you into a vampire."
Types eyes widen.
"I dont know the specifics but tharn helped you come back and also he.....did at first break up with you but it was for your protection. Tharn told me he instantly regretted it and then your the one who really ended it."
Type peered his eyes down.
"He.....brought me back?"
She nodded.
"I.don't know how. That is why you left type.....it.....was too much.....then he told me he looked for you for two and a half years. Even though you were with tine, you went back with tharn....i....didn't like it but type....tharn has done so much for you. Please tell me since you have been with him, you have been on your best behivor."
Type peered his eyes too the side feeling bad.
Leaning his body forward, he squeezed his eyes shut.
Come back too me! Ran.through his mind.
Type brought up his hands to his head, gripping a bit. Heart raced, breathed shakily, body quivered.
His mother stepped too him hugging.
"Type?! Type?"
He breathed calming.
Opening his eyes his body shook.
He wrapped his arms around boonires body.
"I'm.....fine mom.....i....hate this.....i.....don't know what to believe or think..... he's.....a vampire..... He is just like....."
Type gritted his teeth.
"Type......tharn has proven otherwise. Please from.now on.....be nice to him."
Type took a deep breathe in.
"3 more weeks, then....i can move in with you?"
Boonire patted his head.
"Are.....you not feeling anything for him?"
Type gritted his teeth, heart raced, he lied.
"No."
Boonire breathed in deeply.
"Mmm 3 weeks type.....ill....keep my promise."
Types body twitched, oddly he didn't seem too want to leave tharn. He shook his head. He is a fucking vampire!
After there moment, they went downstairs to see tharn at the table placing the groceries on top. Type went to him, grabbing to put them away, keeping his eyes down.
Boonire walked to tharn eyes to him even though he had his head hung.
"Tharn....how are you doing?"
He shrugged.
She made a grimance.
"I'm....really sorry for your situation with my son."
He peered his eyes up.
"He is alive and thriving. More then i can ever hope for."
Boonire nodded.
"Still love him?"
Type leaned his back flat to the wall, head turned, listening.
"I will.....never stop loving your son."
Types lips parted, eyes darted.
Boonire smiled.
"Thank you for all what you are doing for him tharn. I.hope he gets his memories back soon."
Tharn nodded. He was starting to believe they wouldn't.
With a deep breathe, type went to his mom.
She smiled wide.
"While i got to go. Remember still planning a wedding. It'll be soon."
Type nodded, they shared a close hug. Parting, type had walked her to the door. Hesitating, before the door in which he just closed, he was feeling very bad for how he had Been treating the vampire. It seems he has done a lot for you.
Rolling his eyes, he was going to do something nice.
Turning, tharn was taking out the groceries to place them on the table for type too take them.
To the table, he grabbed a vile that said o negative. Smiling a bit he peered his eyes up to tharn who wore no expression.
"Mmm tharn?"
He stopped. Placing a container down, he looked to type questionally.
Type gulped.
"Mmm tonight.....can....we go on a date?"
Tharns eyes widen, lips parted.
A date? Really?
Tharn nodded.
Types eyes darted, feeling a bit embrassed he grabbed the food containers to go to the kitchen. Oddly, to him, this made type happy.
Type didn't understand why.