kate

I got inspired by this post on twitter

https://x.com/i/status/2033332365158752616

Gif credit to acidqz on twitter

I was listening to strangers by ethel cain and tongue by ethel cain so.....

it's a vampire story so tw: blood

words 884, English is not my 1 language, enjoy

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vampire!leon kennedy who just got turned into a vampire on his recent mission. So in order to survive he needs to drink blood. But how would he get the blood? That's when you, his new mission partner, come into the picture.

vampire!leon is reluctant to drinking your blood even though you insist he feeds off you so he wouldn't die. He agrees but only with one condition– he'll bite you only with your permission.

vampire!leon who's afraid of killing you so the first time he bites you he's very gentle as if you were made of the most breakable material in the universe.

He bites your wrist and he's almost ecstatic. Never in his life was he this high, your scent is like a drug, it's intoxicating. It's takes everything in him not to suck you dry.

vampire!leon who apologizes a lot before and after he feeds off you. As the mission progresses you two get close, of course you do. Now after he feeds on you he leaves a kiss on the bite mark.

You're covered in them. At first it was just your wrists but now it's your neck, your shoulders, your thighs. He wants to make sure that he doesn't hurt you so every time he bites you up until he's done he keeps the eye contact with you making sure that you're still with him, that you're okay.

vampire!leon who realizes that as the feelings grew stronger the taste got more richer and more fragrant than the very first time he tasted you.

vampire!leon who carves you more than ever. He never sleeps but you do. He spends almost two hours outside of your bedroom not wanting to wake you up but his desire wins,it always does.

He opens your bedroom door and there you are like an angel. The way the moonlight is shining through the windows on your sleeping body makes him truly believe that the angels exist because here you are in front of him.

Too pretty, too forgiving, too holy.He traces his bite marks on your body. He's undeserving of your presence, he's a sinner, he's the devil himself and you're his god.

He looks at your face just to found out that you looking at him.

"leon?", you call for him as you sit up on your bed as your hand traces his tired face. And he leans his face into your hand closing his eyes as if he can finally rest.

"did I wake you?", he asks with his eyes closed. He pretends that he just came home from a long day at dso and you, his wife, were waiting for him at home, instead of some apartment in the middle of nowhere. And there's no mission,there's no vampires and no need for him to mark your skin with his teeth just so he wouldn't die.

"am I making you feel sick?", he asks as he opens his eyes.

You look at him confused. Because despite him being able to kill you so easily, and him drinking your blood not once did he make you feel scared or sick of him.

"no,never." You know he keeps on eating at himself for putting you in this position

"are you okay? are you hungry?"

He leaves a kiss on the palm of your hand and smiles fondly. You already know the answer without him saying a word.

So you lower your shirt from your neck giving him the access to your neck.

He hesitates as if it's the first time all over again. He caves in climbing on the bed with you slowly keep the eye contact with you looking for a sign that you've changed your mind, that you want him gone.

When he doesn't find any, he leaves akiss your shoulder. "Last chance to change your mind" he whispers as he slowly trailing his lips trough your clavicle onto your neck. His lips stops centimeters away from your skin, he feels the warmth coming from your body. He's can hear you heartbeat, so steady around such monster as him.

You never going to change your mind, not when he this close to you.

"Please", your voice is shaking in the anticipation of what about to happen.

(Would you judge me for my prayers if I said them on my knees?)

The teeth cut trough the skin and the blood starts to float into his mouth. And the night is quite as if that's just the two of you left in the whole world.

He keeps one of his hands on your waist and the other holds you neck slowly drawing circles on your neck with his thumb as if to ease the pain.

He's addicting, he's so close to you, so gentle so thoughtful. It's erotic. And embarrassing how turned on you are,small moan escapes you lips and you want much much more but you keep it to yourself. Because that's the best you'll get.

(But I am flesh and blood and this flesh has needs)

"take what you want from me",you whisper,

"no matter what I do I'll still find my way to your tongue". You run your hand through his hair slightly pulling making him tighten his grip.