#yesung request

-You and Yesung have been trying to get pregnant.

-and when you were late this month, you immediately took a test. after about 3 minutes, the 2 lines start to appear and you let out the loudest yelp.

-the door to the bathroom slammed open, surprising the life out of you, “babe, what happen, did you fall?”

-You held your chest with one hand and the test on the other, still reeling from the scare Yesung gave.

-Yesung looked around confused, “is everything okay?”

-You bit your lips, holding your tears, before passing Yesung the test.

-He gasped a bit before reaching out and when he flipped to the result side, “BABE, IS THIS POSITIVE??!” 

-You vigorously nodded your head, and headed into Yesung’s inviting arms. “I’m gonna be a dad???” 

-”I’m gonna be a dad. I’m gonna be a dad. A dad...” he mutters, but you realised that the excitement slowly disappeared, and his words started to sound like he was affirming himself.

-You start to panic, did he not want this?

-His hands around your back slowly loosen and he starts to back away, “i’m gonna be dad...”

-He took a seat by the edge of the bed, staring intently at the test. This time, you felt your body ran cold.

-”honey, are you okay?” you questioned, warily as you took a seat beside him.

-”i’m gonna be dad babe. a father.” he mumbles.

-”yes, yes you are, are you... not happy?” you asks, turning his face gently to face you.

-”I am. God, I’m so over the moon. But, what if I’m not a good father? What if the baby don’t like me? What if the baby hates me? How can I be a good dad? I’m always busy. The baby is gonna grow up hating..-” he goes on and on, and that’s when you know why he was acting like this.

-You took his face and kissed him gently, cutting him. “babe, we will figure this out. Together. The baby is not gonna hate you. I know you are gonna be the best father. We will love him/her.”, you assured him, 

-He looks at you, and you see the worries in his eyes slowly disappearing, his face slowly softening, “You really think so?”

-You nod your head, “you know how i know? You loved me for who I am, and you always find a way to be there for me when I needed you the most. We will figure it out, like we always do.”

-Yesung hugged you, burying himself on your shoulder. “I can’t wait to start a family with you.”

-You just brushed the back of his head gently. Yesung pulled away, placing his hands on the sides of your stomach before slowly bringing his face close to your stomach.

"The moment my eyes saw reality, I realized how special you were."  

Jongwoon's voice tore you from the light sleep in which you were falling, but he wasn't beside you and you understood that they were the memories of your wedding day that somehow had awakened you. A little smile confronted your lips, your body moved in automatically and you would sit between the blankets while your gaze wandered in search of your husband. His scent was fresh on the sheets and on his pillow, he shouldn't have gone for too much.  

"Woon..? Love..?"  

The bathroom door opened and his figure came out with only a towel laced around his waist and one into his hair, "Baby, I'm here."  

You kept smiling, his presence calmed you down and told him what your problem was helping your mind not to ramble too much. "Why are you smiling like that? It's pretty creepy, baby. "  

"Just because."  

"Or do you like what you see," he squeezed his eye in an attempt to make a wink, making you giggle and his face brightened, "could you always do it?"  

You bit your thin lower lip, without understanding what it was about, "what??" You asked confused.  

"Laugh, smile.. exist. "  

The last word almost trembled and the atmosphere changed drastically. The implication was blatant, you swallowed with difficulty and you would get up from the bed approaching him. Gently you steeled the towel he had on his head, ordering him with your gaze to bend just a little, starting to rub his hair. Little whimpers of appreciation escaped from his lips and you started to tune his favorite song. All but to divert attention from what really loomed over you.  

"After six months of marriage finally my wife does something sweet for me."  

"Shut up, you dummy," you beat him against his right temples, then continuing to move with precise gestures the towel, "That's it, your sweet wife has finished."  

Suddenly his hands rested on your hips and he drew you against his body. The water droplets on his skin immediately soaked in the thin fabric of your t-shirt, making you shudder. "What is it?" Your whisper was shattered against his lips that were approaching yours, but he blocked his head a few millimeters from them.  

"Can we forget everything else at least for a while? It's just you and me, we enjoy that first wedding night that we never really lived. "  

Without giving you time to retort, Jungwoon attacked your mouth and everything else really disappeared.  

Your hands wandered over his abdomen and untied the towel that fell on his hips, leaving him totally naked in front of you. His lips were hungry for your own, they moved with ferocity, biting and sucking more points your thin lower lip and the moans repressed in your throat were hard to restrain.  

With your right hand, you started palming his cock, still soft but already boiling to contact. With small movements, you caress the head with your open palm, then descending along the entire length starting to pump after having tightened it firmly. Your movement didn't go unnoticed to Jungwoon that closed his eyes and let the pleasure begin to spread in his body, ignoring for a few moments his mission in devouring your lips already quite swollen.  

"Keep it up.. Faster, babe "he gasped bend his head backwards and fill your ears with his voice, pure honey for you.  

You rested your lips against his collarbone, leaving small marks with your teeth of your passage while your hand increased its movement. You could feel the throbbing of his dick against your own flesh while his erection grew harder. With a fast grip, you twitched your wrist, sinking your hand to the base picking up a slight scream laden with excitement from your husband's lips.  

You were satisfied that you could provoke those feelings, but you knew that they would push the less human side of both to manifest.  

With a slight thump, your knees met the floorspringand your hands rested on his thighs, lightly scratching them. Your mind was totally blurred. The rational part of you had disappeared, leaving room for the sound redundant that your desire provoked uninterruptedly.  

"Open your mouth," he instructed and you obeyed, squeezing the base of his shaft with your hand and half-closed your moist lips on the head of it. The flavor of the pre-cum was salty, but you swallowed it starting to turn the tip of your tongue on the pulsating and boiling flesh. "Baby, are you teasing me too much, mh?"  

"Sh," you silenced him, starting to push your head towards his throbbing cock, engulfing it slowly until you felt the tip press firmly against the bottom of your throat.  

Your eyes turned, becoming of a scarlet red while your head began to move at a slow pace up and down.  

You felt the taste on the tip of your tongue, caressing every inch that you could reach while your mouth was welcoming him to the fullest. His groans began to be more like a rambling, more hoarse and dense and the air began to become hot for both. His hand squeezed into your hair, driving your movements and asking you to increase your speed.  

But he couldn't impose what you didn't want and he knew it. He grunted annoyed and you slightly sank your teeth on the tip, making him jump but don't give up the grip on your hair.  

"Fuck, Y/n, avoid the next tim-Y/N!" he yelled when you sucked vigorously, stroking his reddened skin with your teeth. His scream provoked, even more, arousal, the taste in your mouth darkened totally that of thirst and the bubble of pleasure that was growing in your lower belly was becoming almost annoying.  

With your hand, while your head bobbed up and down at an exhausting and slow pace, you squeezed his balls starting to massage them slowly feeling him whispering something incomprehensible. But you knew it was the pleasure to drive his words, just as it was the principle that drove you.  

Your body needed to be stripped and touched, but your wish was in the background compared to give pleasure to your husband.  

Jongwoon, blinded by the instinct that was driving him to madness, softly yanked your head and finally managed to distract you from your continuous biting and sucking. Without delicacy he lifted you and began to snatch every garment you wore, dropping the shreds of what you would no longer wear on the ground.  

"I love thinking you to buy them ag--"  

"Shut up, for the sake of the one I cannot mention," his voice was black, almost like the color of his eyes as he clasped your wrists and pushed you to your bed.  

The mattress greeted your body a few seconds later with a splash, Jongwoon's glance incited adrenaline and desire that ran along your body. He licked his lower lip, biting with strength and his fingers began to caress your thighs. A quick shot and your legs were wide open, his body was already between them and you could feel his dick stroking your core. You were so sensitive that that contact made you buckle up your hips, thus increasing the friction between your body and he smiled satisfied.  

"Don't dare to play with me, Kim Jongwoon," the threat was weak and he bent towards you, moving his hips against yours and rubbing forcefully against your most sensitive part.  

"You have played with me before. Why can't I repay you in some way? "  

You puffed and had bit your tongue to not answer him badly, "Why.. I don't know, but it will be good if yo--"  

Your eyes were snapped close when you felt him slipped into you with strength, that bubble of heat into your stomach totally burned down. Your body began to tremble beneath hips and the spasms calmed down only when his lips were on your own, preventing you from screaming his name or moaning in some way. Your first orgasm was fast, silent and left a sense of desire even more intense. You needed more, you needed to lose yourself completely.  

As if it were possible he pushed his hips more forcefully, making his length totally sink in you and your hands trembled in clinging to his shoulders. Your fingernails pierced into his flesh when he finally began to move.  

They were circular movements with which he sank in you to a slow killer pace and his quick breath against your lips did nothing but to increase the arousal. "W-Woon.. P-please.. "  

He didn't answer but bring his mouth on your breasts. His tongue stroked the left nipple, then sinking his teeth into softness flesh and began to suck with desire. His hips continued to move up and down, it seemed almost even slower, while his tongue and his teeth continued to fiddle with your now hard nipple. The wetness of his muscle around your nipple added warmth to your body, which wiggled trying to relieve that intense pain that was building up again in your stomach.  

Your nails sank into his flesh, your screams filled the room, that supplication that he seemed not to hear while the sound of his skin colliding with yours almost hushing your voice.  

Jongwoon lifted his head, to observe how much he was torturing you and smiled satisfied in seeing the pleasure to twist your lines. He lowered himself to kiss your lips but it was at that moment that the situation went totally out of control.  

Your fangs plunged into his neck in the instant that he was close enough to allow you. Immediately the taste of his blood, the viscosity of it, caressed your palate and your mind went into total tilt. You started sucking, drinking the blood of the man you loved as if it were normal administration. You didn't hear his groans, as his movements had become faster. You only felt the pleasure of the blood dripping down your throat, which destroyed that thirst built in the whole weeks, which gave strength to your body.  

"Y/N.. Sto-- Fuck.. " Jongwoon swore, who despite trying a pinch of pain at the point where your canine had sunk, could feel new and unknown sensations.  

Without realizing it began to dunk between your hot and moist walls with more strength, with faster and rude thrusts. backward hands were clasped onto your hips, without being able to prevent your body from jerking at every thrust.  

He placed his forehead on your shoulder, you too involved in drinking not noticing how much your gesture was intensifying his. "H-Honey.." His voice reawakened you and immediately you raised your head, the crimson liquid that slipped along his clavicle and on your chin, the flavor that still blaring in your mouth. "And--Hey.. I'm fine, focus on me, " he murmured gently, stroking your cheek and struck your g-spot at the moment when your eyes met.  

He kissed you, erasing from your mind what you had done for a second. Tasted the taste of his own blood while with his tongue caressed yours and wandered for your moist cavern, his thrusts now increasingly sloppier.  

Your hands cupped his face, moving him away from your own to be able to admire his eyes while both reached your climax together. His enigmatic smile, while he was repeatedly hitting your g-spot, confused you but a few moments after a slight pinch sprang on your neck and your climax swept you with extreme violence.  

He had sunk his fangs inside you when you came, by forcefully pressing his hips against your groin, sinking your own dick and letting your walls tighten with violence on it.  

Your body began to tremble with aggressive spasms, your hands clung to the sheet beneath you while you felt his tongue on your skin and the sound of his sucking that accompanied your groans. He trembled as much as you, but he was driving his own orgasm by losing himself in the pleasure of your blood.  

"W-Woon.." You gasped feeling your high slowly decreasing, your body covered by a patina of sweat calming and the spasms slowly vanish, " W-Woon.."  

The memory of a few months earlier, the confession of why he didn't want to drink your blood, invested you. He was afraid not to stop, but you couldn't feel any kind of fears.  

You closed your eyes, letting him feed, starting to feel something strange. An intense feeling at chest height, almost as if you were experiencing the transformation a second time. You didn't know what it was, but you welcomed it quietly. Your body was relaxed on the mattress, your orgasm had left some remnant in your veins and the odd but increasingly intense feeling was driving you to a completely different pleasure.  

The warmth from your chest vanished at the moment when the pinch at the neck ceased. Moaning you reopened your eyes only to see your husband look you totally shocked, a rivulet of blood dripping from his mouth and fell to small drops on your breasts. You still felt his presence inside of you, so you moved your hips towards him by picking up a little groan on his part.  

"Woon.. Because you look so upse--a-ouch, " you muttered when with a movement he took off his own cock from your cunt, jumping down from the bed going to close in the bathroom. "What the heck.." was your whisper while watching the bathroom door closed, coming down from the bed. The first thing you'd notice was that your strength was back. Your body wasn't as weak as before, and your perennial headache had disappeared.  

"It means that.. His blood.. " You talked to yourself, went near the door starting to knock gently," love, what the heck is it? You know we just had sex.. If you hide I can think that you didn't like it. "  

"Go away."  

"Wo--"  

"Your blood.. Please clean up. "  

It was cold. Jongwoon had never spoken to you so coldly even in the years when you two hated to guts. Staying in silence you came out of your bedroom, descended downstairs and the kitchen was the first place you would stop. You had other bathrooms, but somehow you wanted to try if the theory in your mind was exact.  

First, you rinse the blood on your neck and breast, feeling the two holes in the flesh heal quickly. You were naked, but it wasn't a problem since you and Jongwoon were the only people in the house.  

You ignored the thought of how to deal with your husband and you took an artificial blood sack from the refrigerator. You were ready for yet another wave of disgust, but when your fingers detached part of the envelope, all that your stomach did was to grumble with hunger.  

Your answer had arrived, even if you didn't understand. Drinking Jongwoon's blood, another vampire, had in some way balance the lack of the human one. How could you didn't know, but you had no time to ask further questions.  

You shed the blood in a cup, leaving it in the refrigerator while your feet were driving you back upstairs. You were afraid of what could have happened, but it was something that was going to be dealt with.  

In silence you entered your room and found the man you loved more than anything near the bed, intent on looking the sheets. Crimson spots near the pillow made you immediately guess who the blood was and your sigh came to his ears. He turned and looked at you, his eyes shining and the difficulty in not crying visibly.  

"Jongwoon," the sadness in your voice kept low by your willpower, running near him and hugging him, feeling your heart breaking into pieces seeing him so fragile. Your arms wrapped around his chest, he hid his face in your hair and then he began to tremble at the moment when he felt your body pressed against his. "Woon.. W-Why are you reacting like this? "  

"I could have killed you, Y/N. I could--" he breathed without being able to continue the phrase, both still naked while in your mind the ways to reassure him were multiples. In silence you did him sit on the bed, running to recover some clothes from the closet.  

His hiccups, rare sound to hear but at that time so noisy as to soak in your mind forever, accompanied your gestures. You slipped a pair of boxers and a t-shirt onto him, wearing panties and one of his shirts.  

"Look at me," your soft voice ordered once you both were dressed, adjusting yourself between his legs remaining standing.  

He placed his hands on your hips, drawing you more towards himself and hid his face against your belly, somehow succeding to calm his hiccups.  

"Jongwoon, I want you to look at me," you whispered just before brought your wrist to your mouth. When you sank the canine in the flesh the taste of your own blood made you grind your teeth, but to prove that you were wrong you would have endured.  

You felt him stiffened when the smell of your blood flattered in the air and he tried to move away, but you tightened his shoulder with your free hand and used your strength to keep him blocked against the bed. His gaze was asking for pity, but there was also a strange repressed anger that you could see when your eyes just met. "What are you doing?" He asked you, that cold tone caressed his voice usually soft and velvety.  

"Make you understand that you can't hurt me."  

"Who says so."  

"The fact that it's a minute that I'm bleeding, but you haven't bitten me yet. A vampire in prey to the desire for blood would have made spend at most five seconds before to eat. "  

His eyes were wide open when your explanation illuminated his mind. You could see the mechanisms of his mind working and how slowly the knowing was erasing fear, hidden in his eyes along with anger.  

"You can keep yourself, Woon. You're already doing it, " the smile you wore with more sweetness made you smile in return, jolting when he shook your wrist and simply licked your skin by erasing the blood just cast. Without drinking, without frets or feeling his breath itching due to the violent need for blood.  

"I can restrain myself.." He expressed shock, a small and almost embarrassed smile that adorned his mouth, "Did you hear it too?"  

"What..?"  

"The transformation.. When you bite me. "  

The memory of the sensation when his canines had sunk into your flesh returned to the mind, his arms already around your hips while he made you sit on his thigh and watched you quietly waiting for an answer.  

"Yes.. But it was different, less painful.. "  

"And hotter,"  

"And more intense."  

You looked into each other eyes trying to understand what it meant, his hand that caressed your side didn't help much your concentration but his smile allowed you to understand the picture in her completeness.  

"We've been transformed again.. Only in a different way, " you giggled, feeling dumb for not understanding something so simple before.  

He arched an eyebrow, without having come to your own conclusion, "it would be nice to understand, love..."  

"The bind. It's the feeling that you feel when you bind.. We have transformed into two complementary people, totally complementary. "  

His expression of pure love and dedication that reserved you soon after made you almost melt, despite not being able to succeed blush or melt and he hid his face against your neck provoking you a ping of tickle.  

"So now we're tied, right? You're mine forever, aren't you? "