#vampire!duncan

Ooh I love this! I know @lvngdvns has some great HCs where reader is already a vampire and was turned long before Duncan, but I’ve always thought of reader being Michael and Duncan’s ‘pet’ human. 

It wasn’t something the two offered to just anybody, immortality. While it was certainly a gift, there were also heavy disadvantages that came with vampirism. This offer was the result of weeks of conversations and debate between your two lovers, after both had realized that they couldn’t imagine living the rest of their eternal lives without you. The two discussed the topic so often, whether it be through their mind link or in hushed whispers while you slept between them, that you were starting to believe that you did something wrong. To your shock and surprise, they didn’t break up with you when they sat you down in the living room, each man holding one of your hands tightly.

“So…you want to turn me?” You had asked quietly, digesting what they had just proposed to you. 

“It’s entirely up to you. If you choose not to, we will still love you just as much as we always have.” Duncan explained earnestly. 

“This is-I don’t-”

“You don’t have to give us an answer right this second,” Michael said. “this is a very big decision, and we understand that.”

“You want me to be with you two forever?” 

“Of course! I cannot imagine living for the rest of eternity without you. Neither of us can.”

You were silent, but only because you were thinking. Both men knew that it wouldn’t take you too long to reach a decision, but had still decided to let you know you could take all the time you needed. When your eyes lit up and a slow smile appeared on your face, they knew you were theirs. Eternally. 

“Turn me. I want to be with you two forever.” 

That night, they took special care making love to you for the last time as a human. Not only did they enjoy the power dynamic, feeling how small and fragile you were underneath them, but they both wanted to savor the human parts of you that they would soon lose. How you would blush deeply whenever Duncan lightly scraped his fangs against your neck. The sound of your heartbeat picking up quickly as Michael went down on you skillfully. Even the way your breath hitched when they would brush their fingers against your body. Only after you had come (multiple times) did they decide that it was time. 

Neither Michael nor Duncan could agree on being your maker, so both had cut their wrists and allowed their blood to flow into the glass of wine. They had watched intently as you downed the glass, wincing slightly at the telltale taste of blood that you had managed to refine your tastebuds towards after years of being around vampires. After you finished the glass, wiping your mouth on the back of your hand, the three of you hesitated. 

“Are you sure about this? There’s no going back anymore.” Michael asked you. 

“Just don’t kill me, okay?” You attempted a joke, but none of you laughed. 

The process of being transformed into a vampire included being brought to the brink of death with vampire blood in the human’s system. Only then would that trigger the change. 

“Never.” Duncan reassured you.

“I love you.” You told Duncan, looking him in the eye and kissing him deeply before turning and repeating this on Michael. Both men had echoed your sentiments before laying you back against the pillows. 

“We’ll be right here the entire time.” Michael said while stroking your hair. Duncan nodded in agreement, idly playing with the fingers of your right hand. 

“See you on the other side.” 

With that, you gave them each a wrist and watched them lean down, eyes changing and fangs lengthening as they bit into the flesh. You only winced slightly, the pinpricks of pain quickly turning to the pleasure that you were oh-so familiar with. They had always been extremely fond of your blood, so it’s no surprise how feverishly they consume the liquid that flowed through your veins. You had tried to keep your eyes on them for as long as possible, but your vision blurred with the more blood that was consumed. 

It had been hard for Duncan and Michael to continue drinking after you passed out, but both knew what the transition entailed. It’s only when the steady thumping of your heart slowed to a mere three beats per minute that they pulled away, placing your limp hands on your chest. Neither man left during your transition or even took their eyes off of you, making sure that your skin marbleized like theirs, taking on the same luminescent quality of other vampires. When your heart fully stopped and your eyes, the brilliant yellow shade of a vampire, opened, both men smiled widely.