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my new true beginning

A week past since type made this choice, to stay, first he was to find a different room, after looking at 15, this once was semi similar to the other one, but the window was bigger, he could see all of the landscape plus the beach to the side. This one was draped in blood red colors until he requested to have blue and green.
The blue was his blankets and comforter then the green was the pillows.
He was wanting light colors to bring life to the room.
The bathroom was a bit bigger, a nice stone shower then a huge oval tub to the side.
By the second night, he was able to part with a guard, to find a place to gather his own clothes.
From the 3rd to the 7th, he was too follow the vampire to find out the in and outs of his job. He didn't just file and organized, it was part of it, but he also was to be the messenger, to mail things off and talk to the phone to others. He detested when he had to talk to other vampires but he kept up the professionalism, but when they hung up, he would curse them.
They were often rude to him, knowing they had to talk to a half breed.
Tharn went about his clients and friends, telling them of type and he was his new hire, so they would be dealing with him more.
Once work was over, type would be paid the 10 dollars, he didn't like that he was being paid this small but didn't argue against it.
The one thing he really despised was he had to have the vampire slumber right next to him every morning.
That was not the only thing he grew to hate, he was also having an urge, the dream with the hands and long fingers touching him everywhere, was there every time, then he would wake to seeing that vampires face. Then type, for the last week would wake with an erection, so every day, an. Hour before that vampire woke, he would take a shower to handle it, unfortunately he couldn't stop from thinking of them and being in that act.
The vampire told type, he would not let A hand to him, but would be waiting till he asked.
Type cursed the vampire to tell him that will never happen, but every day, having them so close, it was maddening. It made type hate himself even more.
Waking the 8th day, he slowly opened his eyes, to peer them up to jolt to a sitting position, breathing heavily to eye.
He woke on top of the vampire.
Type gulped to place a hand to his forehead to look down to see that he was pitching a tent.
He groaned.
So.... That's why.....I didn't dream of anything.....
Slowly opening his eyes, tharn peered them to the side, to see type, he looked to his chest, hearing his heart beat erratically.
Getting up, type quickly placed his hands over his erection, to look to the wall, gritting his teeth, with furrowed eye brows.
God...... Fucking.... Damn it.....I slept in....
Tharn cocked his head to look to the action.
"All you have to do is ask..... Half breed.....I can take care of that if....."
Type turned his head to the other side.
"No! Just....... Give me your arm so.....I can consume your....... Nasty blood....."
Tharn raised an eye brow to scoff, then he got up, to go to the dresser, where his things were neatly placed.
Type turned his head forward to watch.
"What..... What are you...."
The vampire got dressed, to turn, head hung, fixing himself.
"So...... You think my blood..... Is..... Undesirable."
Types lips parted.
"I..... Didn't....."
Tharn looked up.
"With what you said, you can go a few hours without. Now dress quick, I have a meeting soon. You need to be there."
Tharn then turned to leave.
Type groaned, to turn his head to eye the tray, he then placed a hand to his stomach, it started to knot.
You..... Fucking......rehencable......asshole.....
Type took a deep breathe in, to take the covers off to go to the tray to consume, by the end he couldn't eat it all. He usually would get up, take a shower, take care of himself, then fed from the vampire, then this.
His body was rejecting the food.
Signing, type went to his dresser to down on something a bit conservative.
Can't believe..... I'm going to deal with...... More vampires.....
Looking down, he was happy is erection went away.
Turning, he went to go to the office where he saw the vampire. Type from the hallway, stood in the door way, to hang his head to wince, placing a hand to his stomach.
Tharn before his desk, looked to the papers to his hand, to sightly turn his head.
"Seems someone needs this nasty blood."
Type looked up in anger.
"Fuck..... You!"
Tharn turned fully to raise an eye brow.
"Is that..... An invitation?"
Type shook his head.
"Never! Now.....mmm..... When is your..... Meeting?"
"In 20."
Type gulped to take a deep breathe to go in.
After awhile, they grabbed all the paperwork, to go to another room, with a long table, inside, type saw 2 cables. Vampires to the left, 3 on the right, tharn sat to the head, to place up his hand, to wait for the papers type held, he gave it to him, to then stand to the wall.
All the vampires eyes him, he hung his head feeling uncomfortable.
Why..... Are they..... Staring? Is it..... Because they have a half breed..... Here?
Tharn then looked up to his. They all looked to him.
"This half breed..... Is mine."
Type gritted his teeth. Tharn looked to him.
"Isn't that so Mr. Naraki?"
Type shuttered at the memory of when he said no. What those other vampires were going to do.
"Mmm....... Right."
The vampires looked to him then to tharn.
"Then...... Let's get down to business and make this short. His alluring aroma will eventually....."
Tharn nodded.
Within the meeting, type kept wincing, he was growing in hunger, he placed his hand to his stomach to clutch at his shirt. Tharn kept a smirk to his face.
Serves you right type.
By the semi last of it, type hunched over a bit, to close his eyes. He was starting to feel the pain.
The vampires looked to him.
"Have..... You've not fed...... Your half breed?"
Tharn looked to his client.
"Serves him right, he rejected the offer this night."
Type then went to a knee, to place a hand, palm out for the floor, to keep his hand to his stomach.
Damn it! This hurts!
The vampire looked to tharn to get up.
"You..... Are being too.... Cold."
Tharn looked to him with narrowed eyes has the vampire made his way to type, to look down.
Tharn stood to eye, the other vampires kept to there seats to watch.
"Hungry....."
The vampire crouched to offer his wrist.
Type opened his eyes that were bright white to look to then eye the vampire.
"Mr. Braco!?"
"You may have said, this half breed is yours..... But his answer..... Says other wise. Here..... Take what you wish."
Types lips parted to look to the wrist, to take a deep breathe in, to move himself away to lean to the wall. The vampire looked up to stand, keeping his wrist out.
Type laid his head to the wall to shake.
"No! I.....nnn..... Don't want...... Your...... Dispicable nasty....."
The vampire then placed his hand to wrap it around types throat, before he could squeeze, tharn was there, to place a hand to his wrist, to then push him back to stand before him.
The others stood.
"I..... Am not..... Going to conduct business with any of you. Get out. Now!"
The vampire growled to look to type, who hung his head, to close his eyes, to take long deep breathes.
"You....... Will eventually be mine...... Watch your half breed!"
The other snapped his fingers, everyone stood they then all left, tharn watched them go.
Type lifted his head, to have apologetic eyes and facial features.
"I'm........ Sorry..... Shouldn't have....."
Tharn turned to shake his head.
"Didn't want to conduct business with them anyway...... Also..... Should have fed you....."
Tharn lifted his wrist for type to take.
He eyed it to then look to tharns neck.
He didn't know why but he wanted that more.
Stepping forward, he sunk his canines in.
Tharn dropped his arm to moan a bit.
Type lapped the blood up, to place a hand to tharns upper shoulder, to grip a bit, the other laid to his side.
Getting his fill, he went to his ear.
"I'm...... Sorry I..... Said your blood was......."
Tharn turned his head, they both eyed the other.
"Just....... You say that again. You will know hunger, do you understand?"
Type nodded to look to his lips, that urge was starting to over power him.
Tharn looked to type, seeing this.
"You.... Want me?"
Types lips parted to nod, then his eyes widen.
"Wait...... No.... No I.....mmm....."
Tharn then placed his hands to either side of types face to pull him to his lips to press his against types.
Type placed both his hands to the vampires chest to squeeze at his shirt.
Soon, tharn seeked entrance with his tongue, types whole body lost strength.
He moved his warm hot tongue about his cold tasting the other.
He didn't know how, but the vampire tasted so sweet.
They moved there heads up and down, relishing in this kiss.
Tharn then parted them, to eye type, who breathed heavily, had his eyes sightly opened.
"Mmm..... All you have to do is ask..... Then......"
Tharn took a hand down to place it over his crotch, before he could rub.
Type shook his head to push the vampire back to place the back of his hand to his mouth, to look Angerly to the floor.
"Damn it! Shitty vampire! No! I meant what I said! Never again! I don't want to....."
Type gritted his teeth.
"Don't touch me again!"
Moving forward, type stomped away.
Tharn placed his hands to his pockets to smirk.
Sure...... You don't want me to touch you.....I felt it type..... Felt it get hard.....I know you want me..... It's all about time.... And Patience..... If I didn't love you.....I wouldn't be this..... Reserved.....
Turning, tharn needed to make few phone calls, what that vampire said resonated in his mind.
This half breed..... Is mine..... You cant have him! I won't allow it!