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It was hard to explain. It started with a sort of warmth that you could only feel from someone else’s touch. The initial pierce set off all sorts of nerves. Synapses firing and pulsing through him, accelerating the adrenaline he was already feeling, and then that feeling of having the literal life sucked out him. It was all so unique. So unlike anything else he’d ever felt before. Like, a sort of- ugh.
“Mika!”
“Mmph..” replied an indignant vampire. He fed off of him like he was all he ever needed- ever wanted. A warm forehead grazed against Yuuichiro’s shoulder as Mika pushed his fangs in deeper. Mika was so hungry for Yuu it made his head spin in both senses of the phrase. He felt himself being lulled away from consciousness. Every step he took felt heavier and the boy he held kept wrapping himself around Yuu tighter and tighter, like he wanted to become one with him.
He suddenly felt himself flying to the ground, Mikaela had kicked off of a wall they passed, sending them in the complete opposite direction, likely without thinking as he kept drinking from Yuu’s neck.
“Mika?! I seriously don’t know how much more I can take!” He implored him, pleadingly, in an attempt to bring some sense of reason back into the boy now fully straddling him. He hit Mika’s back, dragging his nails through the fabric of his cape. Fuck. This was getting bad. He needed Mika to wake up and stop drinking or else he might end up— for lack of a better word, dry.
He released his grip on Mika’s back and brought it up to the pale slop of his nape, creeping his fingers up his scalp. He loved Mika’s hair. It was golden and so impeccably kept, even after he turned. Yuu assumed it was Ferid that maintained Mika’s good looks. His hair was messy, yet elegant and the way it framed his face was so breathtaking. It made it harder for Yuu to thread his fingers through Mika’s soft curls and tug, pulling his head back and forcing the boy out of his veins. Yuu exhaled deeply trying to regulate his blood flow, then blinked out the last dredges of grey in his vision. He looked up at Mika and… wow.
However bad Yuu thought he looked Mika looked— well, Mika looked absolutely ravaged. His pale cheeks were now flushed a dangerously deep crimson red and his hair was fully tousled, thanks to Yuu’s man-handling. Strands of blonde stuck to his bloodied lips and his serpentine pupils had dilated, consuming the irises Mika had come to hate ever since he turned. He was stunning in a fucked up sort of way. Yuu had never seen the other like this. So… so desperate and reliant on him. So drunk off of him, so alive. It riled him up more than he’d like to admit.
Mika’s head dropped onto Yuu’s chest, panting heavily. Vampires didn’t really feel like people at all, they didn’t have a human’s body temperature or any blemishes. Everything would automatically regulate as a result of their healing, but right now, Mika felt warm. Or maybe it was Yuu’s hot blood running through him. Either way, Yuu couldn’t control his urge to wrap his arms around the boy, cradling his neck, rubbing his gloved thumb in circles on his nape.
“Hey, Mika, are you okay?”
Mika’s shoulders jerked up and suddenly all that warmth was lost. He pushed himself out of Yuu’s hold and jumped back, head hung low.
“Yuu-chan…”
Yuu got on his knees, starting to crawl slowly toward the other boy.
“What’s wrong, Mika? Do you feel sick?”
He shook his head and began to wrap his arms around himself, burrowing his face into his knees.
Yuu knew something was wrong, feeding aside. Mika would usually feel a sense of shame after drinking, but to completely close himself off this way? Yuu always assured him that he could take as much as he needed, as long as Yuu stayed conscious, and Mika was ridiculously careful. He fed off his wrist, cradling it gently like Yuu could break at any given moment. It was so… him.
Closing the distance slowly, Yuu reached his hand up to Mika’s forehead, trying to gently initiate contact with the boy. When he felt no resistance from him, Yuu slid his fingers down to his chin and lifted Mika’s face to meet his own.
“Yuu-chan… I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”
Mikaela was sobbing.