The force in which my body almost mashed against Soobin not only made the bedroom door close, it slammed, almost splintering with the harsh creak I drew out of it with my pressing need for this other vampire; my vampire. I kissed him again- finally, the first time since our night of music and dance. But I didn't just kiss him, I was devouring him, sucking his swollen lips in between my own and so was he; we ate each other, feasting upon the immortal flesh, a banquet of lust. I was becoming so full from him, but it wasn't my stomach that swelled between us.
My long, slender fingers gifted to me for playing many musical instruments also had another use. They were perfect for snaking their way around the slim waist of Soobin, my hands encircled him almost entirely as I pushed them under his shirt. My knees were feeling heavy, compelling me to drop to them to unleash Soobin from his pants and into my thirsting throat, we weren't even going to make it to the bed at this point.
You did this to yourself, Soobin.. The way your eyes had been undressing me for the past few hours since you saw me emerge from Yeonjun's dark closet of secrets and colour. I saw your thoughts dance in your eyes with all the ways you could have me. Don't dare to even think about begging me for any slither of mercy.
But I was at a loss, Soobin's hands now had a firm grip on my hips and he was walking into me, forcing me to take a journey backwards as his tongue held me to him, wrapped around my own between us as suddenly the bed was at the back of my thighs.
I was forced back, no tenderness, no apology as all I could do was fall into the firm mattress behind me with no room for disagreement. It was dark in the room but I could see him clearly and the two eyes staring at me, no longer round and soft but sharp and hungry. I perched myself on my elbows, intrigued and impossibly aroused by this new duality Soobin was unveiling.
His fingers, longer than mine were now tracing my collarbone and slipped upon the fragment of smooth ice of my chest, hooking an eager fingertip under the fastened 3rd button of my shirt.
Pop.. pop, pop, pop... pop.
He forced the 5 small buttons off, taking flight in random directions across the bed, a few landing on the floor with a small racket of noise. My freshly acquired shirt now lay open upon either side of myself while Soobin's eyes drank in the sight of me.
Oh, how I knew you always had this in you, Soobin. He had stripped himself of his kid-gloves. Maybe it was me who would be begging him for mercy now.
He lurched over me and I was frozen to the fiery touch of his lips on my neck in a gentle kiss, followed by the drawing of my skin away from myself in a firm suck. He made a slow descent, his lips, tongue and chin smearing my skin with wet embers. My hands shot up to the back of his head, fingers sinking into the thick mass of black hair as he reached my stomach with his needful mouth eager to be filled.
God, this felt so different now. My nerve endings were live wires of white-hot fire. I was so much more sensitive to another person's touch than I had been as a human. My freshly acquired vampiric perks, how much they seemed to outweigh the cons.
Soobin stopped at the edge of the blood-red belt at my hips, eyes of desire still holding me pinned in place. I was breathing heavily now, fully aware I didn't need to, but I couldn't help it. I was about to erupt, my already firm pants becoming impossibly tighter. Just fucking free me, Soobin.
"I'm not letting you leave this spot." Soobin's voice sank deeper, 8 octaves below the deepest G note on a piano, 0.198 hertz of promised thirst for me.
Fuck, I could have just... Heh... I was begging now, wasn't I? How quickly Soobin had turned this table, but I didn't mind being underneath him now. I wanted to feel his dominance.
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New World | SOOKAI
FanfictionKai, a 20 year old musician is pushed to the brink of his existence through a series of unfortunate events. He happens upon a mysterious man one night with whom holds an interest in his talent and an old fashioned charm to him, the likes of which al...
