#satiate

“Like seriously have you seen it, it’s so corny and there is no way someone that hot actually works for this company” You flicked your hand dismissively at the perfect specimen blurting out the script promoting the company.

“Works in recruitment my ass” you supplemented as you added the second vial of blood to your already potent coffee.

“Again, who took the blood from your cornflakes this morning” her tone becoming sharp and more severe. You buckled under her stare and tried to inhale as much calmness as you could before massaging your throbbing temples

“Sorry, I’ve had this banging head since this heatwave started not to mention that I just never feel satiated at the moment” you confessed, your throat burning as it was flushed with sweet caffeine and blood.

“Satiated in what way?” Lisa joked, a half chuckle reverberated from you

“Now that you mention it both! I feel like I’m literally can’t enough of either” Lisa’s face twisted slightly into deep thought.

“What?”

“It kinda seems to be going around, a lot of you seem to be suffering” she paused

 “Maybe it is something to do with the heatwave?,  I mean your implants are working so much harder and with the boosters you have to keep having it may causing a slight imbalance?”

Ever the scientist you thought. You couldn’t help shake the feeling that maybe that was only part of it, being a vampire also left you vulnerable to more supernatural causes that Humans like Lisa would miss out on. Lucky for them!

To most of the world Vampires are wiped out, but in reality you are hiding in plain sight right under their ignorant noses. Scientists in Daemur managed to develop an implant which constantly pumps a kind of UV protection through our blood stream. An internal sun cream. You can now walk among humans and live normal-ish lives. You still have to deal with the hunger and blood lust, science will never crack that. Human food isn’t even off limits for you now, over the years you have developed taste for mortal food; but only blood can give us the sustenance you need to survive. The older you get the more powerful we become. Older vampires have the power to compel and control humans in addition to memory wiping certain things; all you need is a few these vampires carefully placed in society and voilà! You have a whole world right under their noses. Younger vampires can only really memory wipe or compel a human when they have been partially drained.

“Someone also smells really good too, it’s a really faint smell I can’t pinpoint but it’s certainly not helping the situation”

“Well let’s go and start work and hopefully that can take your mind off things slightly”

“Yeah, let’s hope” you sighed, returning your fingers to your temples.

The lab was an almost un-human white, the quiet vibrations of the fridges hummed loudly in your sensitive ears. The open plan lab space looked bare in comparison to large size of the room. Microscopes at each of the three main lab stations. One of the far walls was decorated with a couple of state of the art haematology analysers and a bench housing a centrifuge to separate the different elements of the blood.

After fishing out a clean lab coat for Lisa and watching her cloak herself in protective clothing you both entered the lab. The only thing you’d change into was some weathered converse, you were not exposing your new ones to the risk of being covered in stains or chemicals. Things like gloves and goggles were a moot point for you, your healing abilities took away most risks. You would only wear PPE when you were working on any projects involving HIV infected samples; you were not at risk of contracting it but HIV causes a lot of problems with the implants. All blood that comes into the building is scanned on entry. Only the research lab vamps would have to wear full on protection as they researched cures to pathogens in the blood that only affected us.

The light next to the dumb waiter was green, signalling the start of your day. Haemagen was a worldwide corporation tailored to delivering Vampires blood from human donors that’s tested and clean and to a degree what the clients’ request. Vampires have specific tastes like any other being. The basic package Haemagen offers clients to ask for a specific blood type; our recruiters go and source the appropriate humans and get donations; all without them knowing the truth of course. They also offer an exclusive package for the ridiculously wealthy and boy do they have intricate tastes; for them they often request a mixture of things and it’s one of your jobs to create whatever they want. Just last week you had to mix a half French B+ human that grown up in Paris with an Australian AB who’d had a history of alcoholism; how they developed these weird tastes was beyond you; but where and how a human lives affects how the blood tastes. Personally your favourite type was AB- and of course it happened to be the rarest amongst humans. Working here offered perks so you never got to go without it. You’d also managed to develop quite a taste for the perfect balance of sweet yet sour taste that Korean blood supplied, introduced to you by your friend; but your self-control had kept that intake to a minimum

Rays flooded in through the window causing the whiteness of the room to shine, shadows littered the space offering solace from the burning ball high in the sky. Your skin was creeping up a few degrees, the delicate change prompted you to take a small oval electronic device from your jean pocket. You held it up to finger and pressed the red button to initiate the needle that flashes out and pierces your skin and measures your UV tolerance

47%

“Shit” you breathed rolling your eyes. You require a booster at 50%.

Fuck this heatwave!

“I’m just going to and take a shot” you informed Lisa who was eyes focused down a microscope, she replied with a thumbs up eyes never looking up. You grabbed one of the handful of auto-injectors in your bag and pressed it to your neck. One sharp jab later and you was back up to 100%. This was now annoyingly a once a day occurrence; it was better than the burning alternative.

You took the opportunity of being out the lab to glug down a large glass of blood attempting unsuccessfully to quench constant hunger pangs aching through your body; at the most it quietened them down to a minimal throb. Blood did absolutely nothing to soothe your sexual appetite which was fast coming voracious. A constant fire in the bottom of your stomach which burned with an infinite amount of oxygen refusing to burn out.

Your eyebrows became furrowed as the clock read 15:00, two more hours until you could even do anything about that.

-Please tell me your available tonight?- 15:01  You prayed Kihyun wasn’t being held in overnight meetings.

-Sorry babe on an all-night conference call, trust me when I say I need you just as bad, I can hardly think straight- 15:02

Your hope dropped harder than anvil of a cliff and crashed in your stomach your mood instantly souring

-If it will help you I can talk you through it ;) –15:04  His addition pulled your lips into a grin.

-You seriously would be okay with sexting while you’re on camera?-15:06  Shaking your head with the continued grin

-It’s either that or nothing and why don’t you just go find a human?-15:07

-They aren’t cutting it, and besides with us doesn’t matter if things get ya know… too heated-15:09

You mind drifted to the many times the pair of your trashed his apartment to the point he needed to get contractors in the next day.

Stop! You scolded yourself harshly.

Somehow you managed to trudge through the last two hours of your day, even Lisa’s optimism and brightness refused to illuminate your enthusiasm.

“Have a nice evening girl” you called to her as you left her finishing up the final daily checks.

“You too, hope you’re feeling better tomorrow, get some rest please” she wished, hopeful.

The last thing I need is rest.

The air was a stuffy void, the evenings were worse than the day; at least you were gifted with a cooling breeze in the earlier hours. Your keys clattered in the glass bowl, your bag slumped to the floor. You froze before taking another step, hearing and smelling something out of place.

“I thought you were on conference calls all night” you called out sauntering from your narrow hallway to the wide open plan space of your living room and was met with his burning eyes, enhanced vision picking up the dancing red flecks performing within his iris’s. Your glance scanned that he’d helped himself to a glass of blood that he placed down on your marble topped kitchen surface before he began stalking over to you, his intentions screaming through his glare.

“Told them I was sick” his words were short, his pace increasing. Your blood began rushing through your veins, the rush of excitement electrifying your nerve endings everywhere.

“You can’t get sick”

“Those mortal idiots don’t know that” He crashed into you, your body absorbed the contact happily. Within a millisecond your behind was pressed onto your glass dining room table, your shirt literally torn from you.

“That’s Chanel” you complained with a weak sense behind it, your fangs extended confessing your arousal. Aggressive lips nipping at your neck, strong hands kneading their way up your stomach to your chest

“I’ll buy you three new ones” he breathed resting his forehead on yours, fingers pulling your jeans off. He produced a small vial from his back pocket along with a hungry smirk. Biting his lip he smothered his thumb in the blood from the vial and pressed it to your lips. Your lust throbbing in the pit of your stomach the moment the heated blood made contact, your eyes hooded stealing his gaze as you sucked on his thumb like you knew he wanted. A raspy growl left his throat as you exhaled a moan.

“We’re going to have a long night princess”

//

Being a creature that didn’t need much sleep had it perks, especially when you needed to get up at five am with the pair of you only stopping at four. You felt somewhat refreshed, your headache was gone and your mind was able to focus and comprehend other things apart from blood and sex. Kihyun was dead to the world entwined in your sheets while you rushed around packing your swim kit. The night was still thick across the horizon, you peered over the twinkling lights of the skyline holding back the first signs of the sunrise.

The 30m swimming pool was located on the 24th floor of the main Haemagen building, the surrounding walls were designed with multiple shades of blue tiles forming beautiful mosaic pieces. One wall like your apartment was entirely glass. Graham City was a twinkling city from above, away from the busy chaos of the ground. It wasn’t uncommon for you gaze out the window from the pool watching the sunrise, something as a vampire you could never fail to appreciate. The pool was quiet this early, the only souls sharing the same space with you were two of the guys from international relations. Water rushed past your ears as you glided through the water at full speed breast stroke until a familiar smell caught you attention.

The sweet smell that had only been faint up until now, now it threatened to drown you with how strong it had become, it pulled at your recently settled hunger. You finished your length choking on a mouthful of chlorinated water and casually glanced around to inspect the new body in the room.

Fuck

He was beautiful, familiar somehow, flawless, delicate porcelain olive skin, eyes which held the sweetness of caramel but also the sensuality of a greek god who could easily melt the sugary substance and have it trickling on his skin before your tongue …

STOP it Y/N!

The side parting in his black hair had the front wisps shaping his face like an exquisite frame. He wasn’t the tallest but what he lacked in height was definitely replenished with tone, the way his shorts teased his v-line. His heart beat was steady pulsing through his veins, you’d have that pulsing under your tongue as your fangs pierced the skin on his throat as he whined beneath you as you rode his thick delicious thighs.

I’m out!

You hurried out of that room, completely uncaring about the slip risk and doused yourself with a cold shower. You downed a coffee which was more blood than coffee and headed into the lab to start entering results into the database

“Feeling better?, did you see Kihyun?” finishing her questions with a smirk

“Yes and yes” you replied giving very little away

“Well I was until this morning”

Her face urged on a fuller response.

“You know that there’s been a mystery guy that I’ve been faintly smelling”

“Yeaaaah”

“Well guess who turned up at the pool this morning nearly causing me drown with how strong the smell was and he was fucking beautiful like probably one of the sexiest and beautiful humans I’ve seen for a while”

“I thought you said fit people don’t work here” Her words tripped you to freeze mid thought.

“Wait a minute” you requested turning back to your computer and searched for your company’s ad on you tube, scanned for the most recent one and clicked play.

“That’s him” you confirmed pointing at the laptop screen as Lisa joined you at your shoulder.

“Well… you know you could have him if you want to” Lisa offered referring to the trait that vampires have of releasing a concoction of pheromones when they are in the presence of someone they want to feed on, Vampires need to be able to physically attract prey otherwise as a species they wouldn’t have survived. In this day and age it’s not as useful as it once was.

“You want to get me fired?”

“The policy says you can’t feed on humans that work here, no restrictions on fucking them”

You shot Lisa a dark glare

“I know, I know blood and sex come hand in hand with you lot blah blah” She countered 

“You’re just going to have to deal with it then aren’t you”

You sighed, shoulders sinking down. She was right there’s no way you could do one without the other especially with him and the current weather scenario.

“I probably won’t see him again anyway” Lisa tapped on your shoulder without saying a word, you already choked hard on your words before looking up at what you knew was already there.

Mr Irresistible knocked softly at the lab window with a polite smile. You motioned him after buzzing him in allowing him access through the large white door.

“Sorry to disturb you I’m looking for Miss YL/N”

“That’s me, how can I help you?” his heart jumped with pleasant surprise, his grin grew slightly.

“My names Jimin, I work in recruitment I asked Mr Everett if I could spend some time to see what the Lab side does so I can get a better picture of how everything works and he sent me to you” he reminded you of a semi-cautious hedgehog, his patient shy smile prompted you to answer.

You made a mental note to send a strongly worded email to your boss for not informing you.

“Did he now?” you said lightly

“Yes, he said you’re the best”

Maybe not so strongly worded

“I see, he must have forgotten to tell me. Well I guess we should start with a tour, Lisa would you mind?” you prayed she’d show you mercy.

“It’s alright Y/N I can cover you here” you surrendered underneath her defiant smile.

“You sure?” you replied sweetly feigning appreciation.

“Mmmhmm all under control”

“Okay, let’s go then” you confirmed, relieved you at least had an excuse to go into the cold labs.

Jimin looked at you with eager anticipation as he followed your lead into the sample receipt lab to start from the beginning. You did your best to curb all your thoughts despite you were walking round with a guy tempting you like a plate of freshly baked cookies.

“What’s down there” Jimin inquired glancing down a shadowed hallway ending at the end of a code locked door.

“One of the old testing labs, it’s not been used for years”

“Can I see?” he asked like butter wouldn’t melt. You hesitated, considering If it was really a good idea. Too curious of his reaction you agreed. You depressed the correct code which only you had access too currently. The main feature of the room was centred round two medical chairs similar to what you’d find in a dentist office but wider. The room still had a sterile feel, surfaces still white only a light dusting. You were cautious in your gaze at Jimin standing back and let him walk ahead where he wanted to.

“What did you test in here” he asked his hands tracing over the metal restraints fixed to the chair

“Do you really want to know?” you offered yourself a chance for him to not be so curious.

“I asked didn’t I” you swallowed hard, uncomfortable.

“It was an extraction lab” He just looked at you wanting more, god you couldn’t deny those eyes.

“A subject would be restrained in the chair” you thought subject was minimally better than human.

“The holes in the cuffs would produce a needle and essentially extract the blood over a period of time”

His heart jumped a sudden beat, you felt his pulse quicken ever so slightly.

“What for?”

“Well they wanted to test if there was a set time they could take blood for maximum nutrient value and stuff like that”

“Oh” Jimin replied enlightened seemingly un-phased by the experimentation on his species. Your curiosity reached its peak, clawing at you from the inside

“Why Haemagen?” you bluntly asked.

“Why?”

You leaned against one of the benches and folded your arms loosely.

“Yeah It’s not very common we’ll get a human who wants to be a recruiter, let alone be willingly to work in a place where you get compelled to secrecy”  He perched himself on the edge of one of the old testing chairs, apparently his thighs just looked as delectable shrouded in black skinny jeans. The white shirt tucked neatly in at his slim waist. His hands were adorned with a couple of chunky silver rings which somehow perfectly completed his look.

He took a moment of composure

“let’s say someone close to me was put down by the authorities, she wasn’t aware of places like this and couldn’t come to terms with what she had to do to survive”

Your heart softened along with your expression, you could see where this was going.

“Eventually the thirst kind of overrode and…” you did not want to see the guy’s face cover-up any more pain. You took a gentle step toward him and placed a hand on this sensitive souls arm.

“I think I get it, I’m sorry” you offered whole heartedly.

“I just kinda thought if I could be part of the system that helped give vampires what they need as well as what they want then I’m kind of honouring her sort of” you warmed him with a small appreciative smile

“And plus I’ve always been really good at talking to people with my charming nature” he quipped. This was the first hint of self-confidence you’d observed from him, even though it was likely he just used humour to cover up pain.

“Well I think you’re honouring her beautifully” you offered with a sincere intentions.

“C’mon I’ll show you the cold labs”

“Where are you staying?” you inquired trying to make light conversation after your way too delicate but darker moment.

“At The Grand, they put me in the suites”

“Serious?” you snorted

“They must really like you”

“I said I was charming didn’t I” he responded humour glistening of his words.

“That you did” you added in defeat, and you could see it, he had this adorable aura about him, you’d trust and believe anything he said.

You paused walking down the hallway needing to grab onto the banister and inhaled sharply as you rubbed your temples.

“Are you alright” Jimin asked concern laced throughout his voice. You motioned your hand up to him

“Yeah I’m fine, it’s just this heatwave, it’s making me nuts”

“It’s the same everywhere”

You looked

“When I was up at the Daemur site last week the Vamps were suffering there too, apparently there’s been a rise in attacks to cover up too”

“I’m not surprised, it’s making us constantly thirsty and not just for blood I’ll add”

His eyebrow cocked, his lips started to turn up at the sides but he managed to hinder the process.

“Sounds frustrating”

“Understatement of the millennia, it needs to start letting up soon whatever it is”

“The guys over there were swearing and raging that it was a… mediocristan induced heatwave or some weird word ass like that” The last few words came out slowly and tied up in confusion.

Of course! Fucking fairies, the contentious brats!

It all clicked into place, no wonder Vamps were suffering so much. You knew it was something mythical. Even knowing didn’t help the situation though, you’d still have to wait it out being an irritable horny hungry mess until it passed or it got reversed. The anger obviously had reached your eyes, his eyes expanded reacting to the darkening of your pupils. You shook your head, pulling yourself together.

“Sorry, do you mind if I leave you with Lisa for the afternoon?” Your emotions were too heightened to be around the walking tempter

“Sure, you sure you’ll be okay?” you could tell he was genuinely worried, his face was straight, eyes blossoming to concerned orbs.

“Yeah, seriously don’t worry about me I’ll be fine”

The next few days dragged past heavier than lead. Maximum effort at spending as much time away from Jimin as possible. You’d chosen Kihyun over sleep most nights, today was the first day you’d really suffered from it, your body refused to leave the comfort of Kihyun’s bed; the large king enveloped you in a marshmallow softness, the heavy arm draped across your waist also stated itself as a reason.

You were late for work. Forgot to have breakfast. Even your vampire speed wouldn’t save you.

“Sorry, I couldn’t get up this morning” no apology was need apparently, the amusement of watching you rush around setting up like a headless chicken was punishment enough.

“Kihyun again? Girl you gotta stop you need sleep too!” she smirked albeit a bit shocked, watching you intently for the details

“I need this fucking weather to stop, then I’ll need to stop fucking that asshole and besides I wouldn’t need to so bad if I wasn’t constantly arou… Jimin!” The pair of you becoming silent as he’d emerged from round the corner of the lab.

“I am so sorry you had to hear that, that was incredibly unprofessional and inappropriate”

And suffocatingly embarrassing! 

His cheeks bunched up around his bright beaming smile.

“It’s fine, I used to live with several guys, trust me, I’ve heard worse” You was uncharacteristically quiet for the rest of the day. The day increasingly got harder with him in your vicinity.

“We’re just going to get the delivery” you called as you pressed the exit door release to the emergency stairs, it was the quickest route to the sample reception area.

Sirens blasted, the pound of the doors locking above and beneath you. The pair of you of turned around following the noises.

“What’s happening?” His voice broke mid flow.

“Code 7 warning, please remain where you are, all doors will be secured until further notice”

The droll tannoy boomed.

“Shit!” you exclaimed

“Shit Shit Shit!” you turned and slumped down to the floor wall at your back.

“What?” he asked again, worried wrinkles creasing around his eyes.

“Code 7 is a potentially fatal component has been found in one of the samples. Code 7 Is complete lock-down of the building until the sweep team has done a full… well sweep and erased any trace.”

“How long does that take?”

“About 5 hours usually depending on how many teams are doing the sweep” you groaned.

“That’s not too terrible” his attempt at consoling was not appreciated.

“It is when I’m trapped in here with YOU!” you snapped.

The shock didn’t have time fully form on his expression before your were crawling back over your words.

“I’m sorry… It didn’t mean to sound that like that!” your words rushed out as fast as you could.

“It’s just I completely missed breakfast, I’m cranky anyway and the idea of being stuck with an intoxicating smelling human is kinda going to be torture” regret swamped you and you hoped he’d understand and not think you were a total bitch. His eyes morphed from hurt to be-mused in a blink accompanied with a smirk worthy of knowledge. It irritated you slightly.

“Explains a lot actually” was all he commented as he slid down where he stood, which thankfully was a fair space away from you.

“What do you mean?” the tension at your shoulders held but lessened by his apparent calmness.

“Come on Y/N seriously?” he chuckled.

“As much as you’ve been really nice and sweet to me, it’s been quite obvious you’ve been trying to avoid me like the plague”

“I thought I was being subtle” you confessed

“You may be able to creep around silently as a vampire but socially you cannot so much” he laughed at your expense. If your cheeks were able to retain colour they’d be flushed pink.

“Oh”

“So is that legit why? How good do I smell? Tell me?” he jested.

“It’s not funny” you scolded lightly

“It’s been seriously affecting my concentration for the last two weeks especially with the weather situation on top”

“Two weeks? I’ve only been with you one?”

“I’ve been able to smell you since you arrived, no idea where it was coming from until I saw you at the pool and you nearly caused me to drown, so thanks!” you teased.

“That good huh?” as much as he was sounding cocky, the pink tainting of his cheeks and the avoidance of straight eye contact told you another story. His shyness was in a word cute, the bright eyes glimmered with a dance of embarrassment but acceptance.

“It was more the change of a faint smell to a whole wave” You omitted the part where you thought he was literally the epitome of beauty and your urge to fuck him.

“This is such a weird conversation can we please stop” you asked pitifully.

 //

Your head was resting on the top of your knees. Mentally you were flagging, you needed to eat. The four hours you’d spent cooped up felt like ten. The fun light banter had dissolved into a stagnant tense silence where you were just focusing on each second passing telling yourself you were fine. Each second was a second an addition to the pain tugging at your insides.

“Y/N” His voice was soft, a soothing blanket wrapping up your fouling mood.

You rolled your head to face him, voicelessly giving him your attention.

“You need to eat”

“I’m kinda aware” you mumbled.

“No but like really! Your eyes have gone bloodshot, and your ear is... leaking”

Great

Your sleeve moped up the thin trail of blood that was seeping from your ear.

Shit! You absorbed yourself into silence once again.

“This is me kinda offering here”

“What? are you insane, I’ll get fired. You know the rules” The tone as sour as your mood.

“I appreciate it, really, but it’s just too risky” you added with a lot more politeness.

“You don’t really have a lot of options.

“You don’t know what you’re asking, if I get caught and you should know more than anyone blood makes other urge…”

“Im fully aware of what I’m asking, please you’ll end up in hospital or going into some blood starved rage” his tone was stern before it evaporated into a concerned plea.

Was this what happened to the girl he spoke of?

His words were too strong to just be a concerned person. He held up his wrist to affirm his words. You already knew you’d have to, at the stage of hunger you couldn’t say no. You willed with every cell of your being for the doors to click open and the tannoy bring good news of being relieved from this situation.

His eyes resilient in holding your bloodshot, desperate ones, you must look a right sight.

“There’s no cameras in this stairwell” his head did a scan of the room, confident.

“It’s not right” you protested

“I don’t give a fuck if it’s against policy this is a situation.” His abruptness knocked you right on the block. I guess this is kind of a strong point for him especially if your hunch was right.

“If I get the sack you can keep me!” you meekly made your way over to him, your muscles protested with every ministration you made. You pulled yourself up next to him.

“You really don’t have to do this”

Please change your mind. You willed.

He persisted to offer you his wrist. As ravenous as you was, you were old enough to be able to not completely lose control when feeding after such a long time.

“How can you even trust me?”

“Just shut up will you”

The second your fangs pierced the perfect skin at his wrist and the sweet nectar that stained your lips hit the back of your throat you felt your body scream to life. The essence invigorating every cell, stimulating every nerve ending. He tasted as good as he smelt, something you’d not wanted. You’d crave him like a bitch from now on. His pulse throbbing in your mouth like a beautiful drum. Your mouth tightened ever so slightly clamping down harder. You snapped when your ears absorbed the breathy exhaled moan at Jimin’s throat accompanied by the rush his pulse had now taken. With a vampire second your position awkwardly at his side ended, your thighs now around his hips, your back arched into his chest, his wrist pressed to the wall just left of his head, your mouth still attached.

Uncaring of rules.

His free hand hesitated, unsure where to hold, it took its unsteady place gripping at your hip. The air around the pair of you became thick, a warm un-breathable lust fog.

Your hips which had begun circling halted when the tannoy system screamed a loud buzz. You jumped and chucked yourself across the floor, trying to claw in every breath you could, eyes darting in ferocious waves checking for witnesses. The tannoy announced all issues were resolved and the doors will be unsecured within the next hour.

I could have waited!

“Neither of us could have had any idea” he offered, seemingly reading your expression and getting it right.

You rushed over, pricking your finger and rubbed your blood over his wound which dissipated into nothing within a few seconds

“I’m so sorry, I… should not have just got on you like that… I just heard… are you okay?” you mumbled, stumbling over every word as your face heated up along with the rest of you.

“It’s okay” he interjected; still as calm as anything. He look flushed and his pulse was still heightened, his chest trying to contain his own emotions

“I get it and I’m fine” he added

“It’s really not, and that only makes it more awkward” you allowed your eyes drop to his groin area which seemed to be happy you did what you did. You both exchanged an awkward amused glance that neither of you knew what to say.

The rays that always seemed to glimmer when he smiled neutralised the awkwardness until you just both chuckled.

“Can we please just agree to never talk or think about this ever again” you got to your feet not offering a hand to him as you assumed he may want to go about that on his own.

“Definitely a yes from me” he replied

“I’ll um see you upstairs” Knowing full well neither of you were going to be able not think about this.

Oddly the rest of the day wasn’t too unbearable, you even managed to make eye contact with Jimin a couple of times, less from embarrassment and more from the pair of you just growing smirks on your faces, like two children with a prank planned.

//

“I’m soooo sorry Y/N, he didn’t let me know until this morning, I tried every childminder I could” Lisa pleaded with you, she knew you wouldn’t go to the gala without her.

“It’s fine” this was only a half lie, you genuinely understood her situation and was fine but you were disappointed that the only person you’d even entertain going to a work due with was now out. You both hated corporate events and so your M.O was just to drink and be as unsociable as you could and just amuse yourself at others expense.

“But you won’t go”

“Yeah but we don’t like those things anyway we only hide, drink and people watch, it’s not a loss”

“But you’ve already got your dress, it’ll completely be wasted. Jimin!” she called, his head peered round the corner

“Are you going to the gala tonight?”

“I’ve been told I should”

“Great, you’re going with Y/N” she ordered.

“Wait! No it’s fine” you protested.

“Sure” he replied to Lisa’s order.

Lisa’s eyes grew, knowing how perfect this new situation has slotted over the old one.

“See! Perfect!” she glared at you refusing nothing but obedience.

“I promise we can just ignore everyone and drink if that’s what you want”

Nope, this was not going to end well if you agreed. If you went you knew you’d have to have him, no way could you not. Especially if he’d be drinking his scent would only sweeten and the intoxication you’d get from tasting alcohol infused blood would just be irresistible. Not to mention with the knowledge that he’d enjoy it would only make it harder to say no.

//

The moment your eyes landed on Jimin you definitely realised how bad this would end. The fitted suit was, very well fitted black trousers snug on those thighs, even undone the white jacket shielding the white shirt silhouetted around his frame perfectly. The contrasting black lapels lead your eyes astray imagining the continuation of his skin further down than his collar bones. How sweet they’d look marked.

Your V-neck royal blue long mermaid cut dress, provoked an unmistakable sudden spike of his pulse. The satin felt luxurious against your skin, soft and cool. The dress was backless with only a criss-cross of thick silver diamanté effect strap, the black leather jacket hid this more sexy part of the outfit for the time being. Your small back clutch was held tighter than necessary in your grip as you took the few steps to get within of talking distance

“Look a bit different out of jeans and t-shirts don’t I” you jested, your words quiet against the bustle of the busy entrance to the old theatre building, headlights flickered intermittently across the glass windows that lined your destination.

“A lot!” he agreed

“But seriously you look stunning, even for an oldie” he quipped, successfully trying to withhold his actual exaggerated shock at your appearance.

“Well for a mere mortal you scrub up pretty dashing too” you returned with an equal underhanded compliment. The evening air was stuffy, heavy with the heat that refused to leave and allow the night to bring any relief.

The gala was held annually at the re-purposed theatre, the interior was a luxurious blood red as when it was in its glory days

The ceiling was decorated with a gold scene from mythology, a perfectly sculpted Zeus admiring from the clouds the mortals beneath him all free from clothes, their decency sheltered only by gold vine leaves. The space where the seats would have one been in the stalls now a space where white clothes hung over set tables, the stage remained and was host to a jazz band playing smooth music. At the back of the stage a large screen loomed down, black for the moment, it will be bright and lively when the presentations take place. On the left of the main floor a ridiculously stocked bar ran the length of the wall, certain bottles placed on small glass shelves above the bar and illuminated dimly. The barmen all rushing around each other in controlled chaos.

“Shall we order drinks and go find our vantage point?” he suggested

“Sounds good” it soothed you hearing his heartbeat was as jittery as yours felt.

You couldn’t completely avoid socialising, you had to exchange pleasantries with your equivalents from the other sites. Jimin was much more of a social butterfly than you, with numerous people coming up to him. You appreciated how even though you could tell he’d have happily stayed chatting he’d purposely excuse himself to come back to where you’d grabbed a table at the edge of the crowded floor area.

The drinks flowed consistently, not that alcohol really affected you unless you drank straight from an intoxicated person, the most you’d get is lightly tipsy. A downside you don’t really think of for vampires, everything gets metabolised so damn quickly.

//

“Worst pick up line” Jimin asked clearly merry and in a fun provoking mood

“Seriously?” you asked bemused.

“Umm let me think” you pondered scanning the centuries of memories for a line you’ve heard that’s worthy.

“Oh okay, you ready for this” you beamed. He nodded ears focused on you

“I’m so jealous of your heart right now” you paused, his brows furrowed, weighed with confusion

“Cos that’s pumping inside you right now and I’m not” you finished erupting into a cringe filled laugh. His mouth and eyes dropped open.

“Are you fucking serious” he giggled

“Someone said that to you?” still unable to accept that possibility

“Not in person” you explained

“He’d have definitely been injured if he did, nope, the wonderful platform that is Tinder” you chuckled. 

“People have no shame” you stated.

“Clearly” Jimin agreed 

“As if they think that would actually get them anywhere”

“I’m dying to hear yours” you shifted the focus

“I don’t even know if I have any” he confessed. You shunted him lightly on the arm.

“Bullshit!” you called out.

“I bet you’ve had load of attention you fibber”

You’d caught him out in his lie

“It’s cringey”

“Good, spill!”

“Did you just ring my doorbell” another small pause

“Well, you can come inside if you want to”

You were done, doubled over in giggles, you nearly choked

“Wo..w!”

“Want to know the worst thing?” he inquired

“Please tell me you didn’t” you joked.

His chin drooped slightly confessing without words.

“Aww man, how could you?” you chuckled

//

Hands scrambling at clothes with ferocious intensity as your back crashed into the back of the door clunking it shut giving you finally privacy in Jimin's hotel room. You both stole short laboured breathes in between hot desperate kisses. Fangs erect at your gums, uncontrollable with arousal. The needy hand of Jimin kneading at your skin at the side of your thighs. His shirt undone, hanging of his shoulders, giving your hands a playground at his chest and stomach. Your fingers leaving crescent shaped marks down his back.

You pushed him back with a shove at his chest, in a millisecond his was on his back on top of the freshly made bed, his trousers scattered on the floor.

“Fuck You feel so good” you moaned sinking down onto him, your dress pooling around his waist.

A shocked breathy grunt, desperate hands trying to fight their way out of your grip above his head. After a second of realising you’d used your super speed to overpower him to the bed he inhaled sharply ending with his bottom lip being teased between his teeth as his eyes absorbed the sight of you towering over him. His hips started bucking into you causing you to gasp. Your hands released his and pressed his chest halting his movements

“Did I say you could move?” you said with a stern tone. His purple doe eyes leaked remorse, both orbs also brimming with excitement. He shook his head meekly.

“Good! You can’t move until I’ve decided what to do with you” This was even a test for you not to move, his heart racing already, you could hear the blood rushing through his system and you just wanted to have him all.

“Tell me, what do you want?” his hands had laid compliantly where they’d fallen.

Obedient one you thought.

“I just want to please you” he whined, doing his utmost to stop himself moving inside you.

“Oh I have no doubt you will, what would please me is for you to fuck me from behind against the window, I want to you to see me cum all around you in the reflection while overlooking the city lights that are as pretty as you, can you do that?” the inaudible gasp was blared into your ears, you felt his cock twitch, your nails curling slightly

“Yes” he breathed

“Good, but I want to play with you first”

“How does edging you with a cock ring and riding your thigh until you’re begging me to stop sound?” asking as if he had a choice. His sharp intake of breathe answered you before he could reply verbally.

“Wait here baby” you asked as you secured his wrist above his head with one of the curtain ties and left.

You’d got home in a fluster, hurried round the house shoved some things in a bag and headed back. To Jimin it would have been a couple of minute’s tops. His eyes snapped to you when you returned. You noticed the pang of frustration plastered throughout his expression. Just what you wanted.

You made him wait longer than he had to when you gingerly pulled at the zipper at the back of the dress, your dress falling to the floor revealing your lingerie like a piece of priceless artwork

“You’re like a goddess”

“Goddess huh? That’s a new one, but coming from you like that, fuck you can call me that” you approved.

“Sit up” you asked, he followed your instruction with no hesitation. Ring in your hand you straddled his thighs again, arms hooked over your neck. His breathing highly anticipated your next move as the warmth of it ghosted your skin.

“Let’s put this on” you suggested, warm foreheads rested on each as your eyes were down focusing and securing the ring.

“How does that feel?”

“Good” he inhaled, you teased his cock through your arousal

“This is all for you, but not yet” you shoved him onto his back.

“I’ve changed my mind, I want to feel that tongue of yours. Think you can make me cum from that? Only then can you have me against the window”

“I’ll promise I’ll be good”

You wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Oh no. His tongue deviated from his rhythm when your hands ventured around him and started teasing his cock. Your thighs pillars of support around his head. His mouth intermittently vibrated at your clit as his moans were getting stuck in his throat, the flat licks up and down remained steady. You untied his hands that were now gripping at your thighs, his fingers digging in tighter the more you worked him. Your heavy breaths had quickly converted into audible moans that only fuelled Jimin’s pace and determination. He tapped your leg twice, as you’d ordered him to if he got close. Immediately ceasing all contact away from him your hands rushed for support at the top of his thighs. You head dropped as far as it could too consoled with pleasure to have full functioning over your muscles.

You whined as you pulled yourself away from his face, leaving his lips in a pout glistening with his work. He rested up on his arms waiting for any explanation. Legs either side of his waist again you gripped and pulled at his arm to sitting.

“You didn’t let me do what you wanted” he panted in protest. You responded guiding one of his hands down to your aching core, gasping when his fingers worked independently.

“I wanted to feel your lips” you confessed arching your back into him, kissing with desperate necessity.

“Fuck” you cried as he thrust his fingers inside, accidentally biting a bit too hard on his lips breaking the skin. Your tongue naturally sucking at the wound. Stopping you looked at him, apologies flowing from your expression. He looked at you and just tilted his head exposing his neck, your heart choked in your chest at the opportunity he was giving you. There was no hesitation in your actions, your mouth placed a wet soft kiss at his neck before you let your fangs sink into his skin. The blood rushed down your throat adding galleons of petrol to the already raging fire at the bottom of your stomach. Your hips ground harder onto his fingers, that with the small gasp he exhaled had you clenching round his fingers as the blood induced climax sent your body into a wave sweet convulsions. Your tongue swept up the remnants from his neck. Your pupils would have blown out to huge black holes.

“Fuck, that was hot” he half panted “Please can you take the ring off” he whined, the pressure must be driving him insane.

“Ask again and I will” you ordered smirking at the uncomfortable shuffling he’d started.

“Please! I want it off, I want to fuck you against the window until you cum all around my cock, please!”

Those words leaving his lips in such a desperate manner, you were done. You dragged him with unapologetic strength until your back thudded into the window, the heat of his body hot enough to warm even your cooled skin.

“Hmmm I’ll give you anything if you ask like that” you approved and un-clipped the ring causing a relieved breath past his lips. He turned you round, your breasts noticing the cool surface on the glass, the warm sea of lights of the nocturnal city beneath you twinkled and moved as cars went out about their journey. The stars almost mirroring the lights below as the stars burned brightly above you. Jimin swept your hair over the front of your right shoulder with delicate fingers. His teeth nipping at your neck you couldn’t help roll your head to rest on his shoulders.

“Can I have this?” he breathed, his hand trailing down your front and cupping between your legs.

“Mmmhmm” you per missed

Jimin’s hand gripped at your hip and pulled your hips back into him. Your hands were already gathering moisture where they supported you on the glass.

Your head drooped with a moan funnelled out through your lips as he finally pushed into you. One hand flew back and gripped at his sides as his pace wasted no time in being relentless. Yours eyes briefly held each other in the reflection in a heated gaze before the pleasure dragged your eyes closed again.

“Tell me your close” he grunted, his hands tangled up in your hair at a gentle pull.

“Yes, you gonna cum with me?” you managed, your back was arching back into him, your legs using all there power to not buckle as your muscles began to shake.

You spiralled head first into your undoing, your fingers curling into nothing but your palms against the glass as you stilled, your muscles clenching him around with each pulse of your climax. Jimin choked on a grunt as your walls dragged him to his own release spilling into you. His grip tightened before completely letting go and leaning exhausted into your back.

“If you think I’m done with you yet you’re dead wrong” you warned as the pair of you scrambled your breaths back.

“You’re kidding?” he panted.

//

Jesus how much did Jimin drink last night you asked yourself massaging at your temple in a feeble attempt to soothe the deep throb pulsing around your head. You twisted in the sheets tangled around you, Jimin already beaming with awareness making a coffee. Sensing your movement he turned and a smile as bright as his mood was directed towards you.

“I thought vampires couldn’t get hangovers?” obviously replying to the pained look on your face.

“We can if we drink directly from an intoxicated person” you replied with narrowed accusing eyes.

“Is that why I’m in such good condition today” he smirked rubbing it in.

“More than likely, since I’ve clearly done you a favour, I think you should be a gentleman and take a lady home” The motion of just sitting up sent a few pounds rattling around your skull. You brain was not capable of even entertaining the idea of opening or responding to the amount of messages flashing your phone

//

The walk down the hallway to your apartment was longer than it needed to be, the hand that occasionally brushed at the bottom of your back was an artificial comfort. You edged the door to click shut as Jimin followed your down your hallway. You steps halted abruptly, Jimin unable to react quick enough knocking you forward unsteadily. You stomach now lead, crashed to the lowest point. Kihyun’s face spelled out trouble in capitals. The bag which was resting on Jimins shoulder was gingerly placed on the floor as he stood following your lead.

“Where the fuck were you last night!” he roared launching himself out of your five seater corner sofa and encroached on the pair of you, a puffed up animal warning of attack if provoked further. His eyes were blood shot, angry veins angling seeping into his skin around the sockets of his eyes.

Every cell of you went into stasis. Everything refused to function for a moment processing the out the unusual attitude presented to you.

“Whoa who do you think you are!” you bit back

“What on earth’s happened to you, this is nothing like you”

“I fucking needed you last night! You know this heats killing us! Don’t tell me you were with that fucking human all night!” he seethed. Your brain a rushing processing machine on how to even proceed, in this state he was dangerous, more to Jimin but that’s not the point. You remembered Jimin saying about more vampire attacks a few days prior.

“It’s none of your business” Jimin blurted out in your unwanted defence.

Shit! Why couldn’t he have kept quiet?

Not a word left Kihyun’s lips other than the animalistic growl deep within his throat that filled the room before he charged for Jimin.

Jimin’s mortal eyes picked up nothing but a quick blur until your glass table shattered with a figure slumping in the chaos littered with shards.

You stood, your eyes red, burning rage into him on the floor. A scolding warning. His eyes scurried around, unsure. Huge eyes glaring back at you, the red had faded to a dull maroon.

“Get the fuck out! You’re old enough to control your shit” He scurried up, tiny clinks of the glass followed.

“I’m sor..rry I just…” Your eyes sent enough warning that you wasn’t going to hear it.

“Leave your spare key on the side”

In a blur he was gone, Jimin’s rapid heartbeat adding to the shattering noise in your skull.

“Are you okay?” your eyes scanning for any damage other than a small rip on his black shirt at his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I should have easily been quick enough to not even let him make contact”

“I’m… fine. Just… shaken”

You moved without a word to the kitchen, supporting yourself on the dark marble surface.

“What are you doing?” he asked

“Erm going to clean up the mess everywhere” you stated bluntly handling the broom.

“I don’t think so! You’re going to go and lay down and rest your head. I’ll do that” He shooed you out of possession of the broom with a light shove. Your mouth forming a small O.

“Go on!” he shooed at you again.

“Since when have you been commanding” you quipped accepting defeat.

“It happens when I need to” he replied. You left the room to the clinking of the glass creating small piles.

//

You stirred naturally feeling so much more refreshed even only after a couple of hours according to your clock. It seemed cooler, less humid. Jimin’s scent and pulse still lingered, being there as soon as you woke up soon had you much more alert and sent your mind wandering. Thankful you’d changed into your loose pyjama shorts before you completely crashed out.

“Feeling better?” Jimin asked brightening up the moment he looked up from his phone and clapped eyes on you. The gap where the table used to be was now clear, shard free offering a space to be refilled.

“Loads actually” surprised in yourself.

“Can I get you something?” offering like a bartender leaning again the marble breakfast island stood in the centre of your kitchen.

“Okay, I appreciate your sweetness but it’s weird you offering me stuff in my own house” you chuckled helping yourself to a blood cup from the fridge and beeping the microwave on. Body temp, perfect.

“There is something that you can do though” shuffling across the floor, smirk growing ever more sinister. Intentions crystal clear, taking his phone from his hand and placing it on the worktop pressing yourself flush against him stealing a kiss from his perfect plump lips.

“I definitely need you to tell me” his hands secured themselves at your sides.

“Think I’d like to see you commanding again” your hands ghosted small lines down his neck.

“Oh really?” his eye brow cocked up.

“I thought you’d hate that” he added.

Normally control was your thing but you were feeling way too vulnerable and lazy for that.

“Does it feel like it?” You guided his hand under the waistband of your shorts cupping at the apex of your thighs.

After an audible exhale from the pair of you he lifted you up, your legs taking the que and securing at his waist, he turned and pressed you against the side.

“You only had to ask baby” with you balanced, he was able to cover your neck line with his hand, a gentle squeeze followed at either side of your throat.

“Now, I want to see what other toys you have”

You regretted showing him.

Small tears were gathering at the corner of your eyes. Your legs were cramping, secured at his waist. Your hips following the hands digging in your sides to rock, reaching your spot.

“Please” you whined into a choke.

Rope secured tight around your wrists in front of you, if you was mortal the skin would be definitely be broken and the sting would be growing every second. Your hands clamped shut over your wand vibrator.

“You dare move that from your clit” He’d warned.

“I want to see how many times you can cum before your begging really sounds desperate”.

With your fifth impending climax, everything ached to the point of exhaustion, the sensitivity was unbearable. Jimin’s smirk was pure evil watching you do this to yourself under his orders; making him all the more cruel. After each wave of pain came a new fresh wave of pleasure flushing out the traces of desperation.

“That’s enough for you” the wand was snatched out of your hand; stopping his bucking hips, creating a frustrating stillness inside of you as your orgasm withered away.

“Don’t look at me like that you’ve cum plenty of times, don’t be greedy. I want to see how good that smart mouth is, on your knees!” you made him groan when you got off him, lips in a sulky pout as you huffed and did as you was told, slowly, your legs were weak and unstable. Waiting on the floor as he shuffled to the bottom of the bed, legs either side of where you were knelt.

“You have been good though, would you like a reward?” his voice sickly sweet, trickling down to your ears beneath him.

“Yes please”

“How does tasting from my thigh sound? Then after that your mouth needs to be around my cock, understand?”

Yours eyes widened, brightness piecing through the hazed red lustful colour clouding them. Your top jaw had been aching just dying to taste him, the irritating throb was not dissimilar to a wisdom tooth slowly growing in. You nodded, the pleasant surround sound of the blood rushing through his femoral arteries on either side of your head had you wasting no time in preparing his skin with harsh kisses and gentle nips.

His head thrown back already strangling the loose moans from his throat.