BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD (:
Title: Crimson Needs [8/?]
Genre: au!vampire, drama, romance
Pairings: Kyumin, Henbum, more pairings to be revealed
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kibum does The Act. Enough said.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
As Henry stepped over the threshold into their house, Kyuhyun scanned the boy again. No, this would not be enough temptation for Kibum to commit the act.
Before he could have second thoughts or regret his decision, Kyuhyun deliberately tripped and pushed Henry towards the jagged edge of the door that he knew would be there.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Henry! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just a little cut.." Henry examined his wound on his arm, sucking on it to stop the blood flow. Just what he needed, Kyuhyun thought to himself.
Henry's nose crumpled at the stench in their house again. "I'm sorry, it smells like something died in here, but we haven't been able to find out the cause of the smell." Kyuhyun apologised and Henry believed him.
"Ah, so no one here has athlete's foot.." he nodded in understanding. Kyuhyun raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
Stepping into the living room, Henry gazed in awe at the interior of their house. "Why is your ceiling.. So high up?"
Kyuhyun grabbed Henry, and hoping he was doing the right thing, flew up to the attic with the boy in tow.
"You.. You can fly?" Henry gaped at the boy again.
"Yes, and so can Kibum. I'm sorry I lied, but Kibum needs this." Before Henry could say anything else, Kyuhyun flew off the attic again, leaving the house empty with a slam of the front door.
Henry looked around the room that he was in. There was someone lying on the bed at the corner. "Kibum?" he called out cautiously, moving closer to the bed.
He reached the side of the bed. Kibum's face was so pale, it was almost like death. All thoughts of smelly houses and flying Kyuhyun's abandoned, he reached out and touched the older boy's face. He felt so cold. Henry's tears began flowing freely again, crying his heart out for this boy he met a few days ago.
"You were my only friend.. Why're you so cold now? Wake up, Kibum, wake up!" Henry wailed, burrying his face into the mattress but regretting it the next moment. It smelled as bad as the house.
Suddenly, he felt a vice-like grip on his hand. "Kibum! You're awake!" Henry tried to smile through all his tears and snot.
Kibum sat up brought his arm to his lips. Henry began to panic. "Kibum, what are you doing?"
"Blood.. I can smell your blood.." Kibum didn't seem like himself anymore. His eyes were listless and bloodshot and he seemed to be growling. It was as though he had been possessed by someone else.
Kibum trailed his chapped lips along the length of Henry's arm, stopping when he reached the cut. Henry shrieked and trashed about, trying to ask Kibum to let go of him please, because it hurt, it hurt so much and this was wrong, could Kibum please stop it but the older paid no heed to his pleas.
Flicking out a tongue, Kibum licked at a drop of blood. It coursed through his bloodstream once it entered him, it made him grow even thirstier for blood, fragrant blood, crimson blood, blood that was deliciously red. The deed was done. The very first drop of blood Kibum would ever have belonged to Henry. He pushed Henry against the wall, kneeling above him. Latching his lips onto Henry's shoulder, he could only do the inevitable now.
Kibum could feel the power in him. He was mighty, he was strong, and nothing would be able to stop him now. He could feel his fangs growing out at a rapid rate. Raising his head, he pushed Henry's head to one side, ignoring the boy's tears and sunk his fangs into the tender skin of the boy.
The skin gave way once Kibum's fangs came into contact with it. Henry's shriek of pain only echoed through the whole house. There was no one to save him, no one at all. Kibum sucked gleefully, blood rushed into his mouth again. He had never felt so strong, so wonderful before. Letting the blood swirl around in his mouth, he lifted his head from Henry's shoulders, and grinned evilly at the boy.
"You taste wonderful."
Henry could only shut his eyes and turn away, no, he would not look at Kibum, this wasn't the same guy he knew who didn't call him fat and ugly like everyone else, who paid attention to him and listened to his childish muses carefully.
"Look at me!" Kibum pushed Henry's chin and tilted his head so that he could gaze at the young boy.
The young boy. He had such pink lips. Kibum didn't know what he was doing, but he leaned closer to Henry and pressed his lips against his. Henry panicked, he truly panicked now, he kicked and pushed at Kibum but it was no use, the now fully fledged Vampire was now too strong for him.
Kibum pressed insistently against the young boy, trying to get the boy to open his mouth so that his tongue could slip in and explore the wonderful cavern. Henry simply refused to do so, squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as his lips and letting the tears cascade down his pale cheeks. Kibum was annoyed now. Reaching up to the boy's shoulder where blood was still flowing freely from the gash, he pressed sharply on the wound. A gasp was emitted from Henry, and the pain made his eyelids flick open the very same moment Kibum pushed his tongue into the boy's mouth.
Henry was revolted. Kibum was doing exactly the same thing that his inhumane father had done to him in the earlier days of his childhood. Memories came flooding into his head. It was as though a dam had broke. Everything his father had done - forced his mouth over objects that he didn't want to touch, practically ripped Henry open as he pushed mercilessly into him. Henry could still taste the metallic taste of his own blood in his mouth; Kibum had transferred some of the residual blood into Henry's mouth.
At the same moment, Kibum's Gift came into place. He could only be forced to live through Henry's memories of a broken childhood again as the boy experienced them. The red glint in Kibum's eyes disappeared, and a ghost of the Vampling Kibum took their place. Seeing Henry slumped against the wall in front of him, screaming and crying for all he was worth, Kibum gasped. Glancing at his own blood stained hands and the gaping wound on Henry's shoulder, he made the connections immediately. "Fuck. What the fuck have they done. What the fuck have I done." Kibum's voice shook with emotion.
With a roar of fury, Kibum swept out of the room. Henry could only remember feeling a great gust of wind before he fainted and collapsed against the wall, the blood loss and shock proving too much for him.
HAI GAIIIIS HOW COOL IS THIS :D I felt happy! Really happy :D but the next chapter's not even halfway done yet!
Amazingly I've managed to keep a fic going till chapter 8 -tears up- T.T getting all wibbly here.
I swear, a genius edited this :D
Genre: au!vampire, drama, romance
Pairings: Kyumin, Henbum, more pairings to be revealed
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kibum does The Act. Enough said.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
As Henry stepped over the threshold into their house, Kyuhyun scanned the boy again. No, this would not be enough temptation for Kibum to commit the act.
Before he could have second thoughts or regret his decision, Kyuhyun deliberately tripped and pushed Henry towards the jagged edge of the door that he knew would be there.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Henry! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just a little cut.." Henry examined his wound on his arm, sucking on it to stop the blood flow. Just what he needed, Kyuhyun thought to himself.
Henry's nose crumpled at the stench in their house again. "I'm sorry, it smells like something died in here, but we haven't been able to find out the cause of the smell." Kyuhyun apologised and Henry believed him.
"Ah, so no one here has athlete's foot.." he nodded in understanding. Kyuhyun raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
Stepping into the living room, Henry gazed in awe at the interior of their house. "Why is your ceiling.. So high up?"
Kyuhyun grabbed Henry, and hoping he was doing the right thing, flew up to the attic with the boy in tow.
"You.. You can fly?" Henry gaped at the boy again.
"Yes, and so can Kibum. I'm sorry I lied, but Kibum needs this." Before Henry could say anything else, Kyuhyun flew off the attic again, leaving the house empty with a slam of the front door.
Henry looked around the room that he was in. There was someone lying on the bed at the corner. "Kibum?" he called out cautiously, moving closer to the bed.
He reached the side of the bed. Kibum's face was so pale, it was almost like death. All thoughts of smelly houses and flying Kyuhyun's abandoned, he reached out and touched the older boy's face. He felt so cold. Henry's tears began flowing freely again, crying his heart out for this boy he met a few days ago.
"You were my only friend.. Why're you so cold now? Wake up, Kibum, wake up!" Henry wailed, burrying his face into the mattress but regretting it the next moment. It smelled as bad as the house.
Suddenly, he felt a vice-like grip on his hand. "Kibum! You're awake!" Henry tried to smile through all his tears and snot.
Kibum sat up brought his arm to his lips. Henry began to panic. "Kibum, what are you doing?"
"Blood.. I can smell your blood.." Kibum didn't seem like himself anymore. His eyes were listless and bloodshot and he seemed to be growling. It was as though he had been possessed by someone else.
Kibum trailed his chapped lips along the length of Henry's arm, stopping when he reached the cut. Henry shrieked and trashed about, trying to ask Kibum to let go of him please, because it hurt, it hurt so much and this was wrong, could Kibum please stop it but the older paid no heed to his pleas.
Flicking out a tongue, Kibum licked at a drop of blood. It coursed through his bloodstream once it entered him, it made him grow even thirstier for blood, fragrant blood, crimson blood, blood that was deliciously red. The deed was done. The very first drop of blood Kibum would ever have belonged to Henry. He pushed Henry against the wall, kneeling above him. Latching his lips onto Henry's shoulder, he could only do the inevitable now.
Kibum could feel the power in him. He was mighty, he was strong, and nothing would be able to stop him now. He could feel his fangs growing out at a rapid rate. Raising his head, he pushed Henry's head to one side, ignoring the boy's tears and sunk his fangs into the tender skin of the boy.
The skin gave way once Kibum's fangs came into contact with it. Henry's shriek of pain only echoed through the whole house. There was no one to save him, no one at all. Kibum sucked gleefully, blood rushed into his mouth again. He had never felt so strong, so wonderful before. Letting the blood swirl around in his mouth, he lifted his head from Henry's shoulders, and grinned evilly at the boy.
"You taste wonderful."
Henry could only shut his eyes and turn away, no, he would not look at Kibum, this wasn't the same guy he knew who didn't call him fat and ugly like everyone else, who paid attention to him and listened to his childish muses carefully.
"Look at me!" Kibum pushed Henry's chin and tilted his head so that he could gaze at the young boy.
The young boy. He had such pink lips. Kibum didn't know what he was doing, but he leaned closer to Henry and pressed his lips against his. Henry panicked, he truly panicked now, he kicked and pushed at Kibum but it was no use, the now fully fledged Vampire was now too strong for him.
Kibum pressed insistently against the young boy, trying to get the boy to open his mouth so that his tongue could slip in and explore the wonderful cavern. Henry simply refused to do so, squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as his lips and letting the tears cascade down his pale cheeks. Kibum was annoyed now. Reaching up to the boy's shoulder where blood was still flowing freely from the gash, he pressed sharply on the wound. A gasp was emitted from Henry, and the pain made his eyelids flick open the very same moment Kibum pushed his tongue into the boy's mouth.
Henry was revolted. Kibum was doing exactly the same thing that his inhumane father had done to him in the earlier days of his childhood. Memories came flooding into his head. It was as though a dam had broke. Everything his father had done - forced his mouth over objects that he didn't want to touch, practically ripped Henry open as he pushed mercilessly into him. Henry could still taste the metallic taste of his own blood in his mouth; Kibum had transferred some of the residual blood into Henry's mouth.
At the same moment, Kibum's Gift came into place. He could only be forced to live through Henry's memories of a broken childhood again as the boy experienced them. The red glint in Kibum's eyes disappeared, and a ghost of the Vampling Kibum took their place. Seeing Henry slumped against the wall in front of him, screaming and crying for all he was worth, Kibum gasped. Glancing at his own blood stained hands and the gaping wound on Henry's shoulder, he made the connections immediately. "Fuck. What the fuck have they done. What the fuck have I done." Kibum's voice shook with emotion.
With a roar of fury, Kibum swept out of the room. Henry could only remember feeling a great gust of wind before he fainted and collapsed against the wall, the blood loss and shock proving too much for him.
HAI GAIIIIS HOW COOL IS THIS :D I felt happy! Really happy :D but the next chapter's not even halfway done yet!
Amazingly I've managed to keep a fic going till chapter 8 -tears up- T.T getting all wibbly here.
I swear, a genius edited this :D