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sunoo stared at riki from across the room, eyebrows frowned at the sight set before his eyes.
riki, blood bag in hand, currently sucking the last drop he could get. if you asked sunoo if ‘it was a weird sight’ he would answer with totally.
but he had no choice just as to sit and stare at his blond headed boyfriend. it was raining outside, and even if it wasn’t, they had no plans today.
sunoo let out a loud ‘huff’ hoping to drag riki’s attention away from the blood and onto him.
sunoo mentality marked the way riki froze at the abrupt sound the older made. sunoo thought he had won after the first try, but instead of riki asking him what’s up like he planned he would,
he instead shrugged and went back to sucking the practically empty bag in his hand, sunoo almost gagged, but it gave him an idea.
sunoo cleared his throat and straightened his back, hands sat innocently on the wooden table as he spoke, “riki, do you wanna try something?” he said softly, even turning his voice an octave higher.
at the sound of his name being called, riki sat up immediately in curiosity as to what sunoo meant. riki raised a brow, “what are you on about?”
sunoos eye twitched at the way the sentence sounded like he didn’t care for whatever he was about to say, but he pushed it aside and rather tilted his head.
“wanna try sucking my neck?” sunoo brung two slender fingers to the crook of his neck and dabbed the area two times.
riki’s mouth fell open so fast, sunoo was almost concerned about his jaw being broken.
sunoo had noticed blood was like a trigger word for riki, nearly how a dogs trigger word could be ‘walk’.
if sunoo made food for riki, it’ll sadly go to waste because ‘all riki had to eat was blood’. in sunoos defense he didn’t even word it right!
there were times where sunoo would leave riki unattended at home(bad idea), and when he’d would return, he’d find riki sat at the dining room table, fangs stabbed into a bag of blood as if it were flesh it self.
sunoo had to hold all the vomit down at the sight of someone’s blood pooling onto the wooden table because of the two pierced holes the bag suffered.
in the end, the table was left with a splotch of a cool mahogany, but sunoo’s stomach still grumbled in the wrong way at the thought of having to eat on that table.
and all of this is when sunoo knew riki had some obsession with blood and the only way sunoo could possibly get his attention was to, sorrowfully, mention his own.
“won’t it hurt?” sunoo could hear the pout in his voice, the overwhelming worry tone that made sunoo grip his thigh.
“maybe, i just wanna try it.” sunoo reasoned as he got up in a almost seductive manner. sunoo landed opposite to riki on the couch, head slanted to expose his neck he knew the other wanted so badly.
riki’s lip quivered as thoughts spilled into his cranium like orange juice filling a glass. what if he lost control? what he drunk to much and accidentally killed his lover? what will he tell the doctors? “hi i’m riki and im a vampire and i sucked my boyfriend out of blood so now he’s dead”?!
“riki, stop overthinking, i asked you to, i’m sure you’ll handle it fine.” sunoo said as if he could here the thoughts the others inner voice spoke.
“i- ok, but please tell me if i hurt you.” riki promised, suddenly crawling closer to the older. sunoo nodded an answer and lowered himself.
riki laid onto sunoo, mouth already sucking on the sunoo’s neck flesh. “you ready?” riki warned, cold hand gripping sunoo’s supple wrist.
“just get it over with.” sunoo answered, eyes closing all by themself. sunoo flinched as riki’s fangs punctured his skin. he felt riki’s thumb move soothing circles over the bone of his wrist.
riki moaned as his mouth over flowed with warmth, head unconsciously falling deeper into the side of sunoos head.
as riki finished, he placed a soft kiss over the wound he made, taking note of the olders hiss of sting.
at that moment, riki realized his favorite blood wasn’t the bags in the freezer.