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When Joonas entered the bar he was greeted by the low sound of “If I was your vampire” coming from the small speakers at different parts of the ceiling or wall.
He huffed quietly. How very fitting.
Joonas looked around until he spotted the human of his desire and walked over to the bar. He made a small show of slowly unzipping his leather jacket, knowing how many eyes were on him. All absolutely tantalized by him.
If he hadn't already had his fun for the night he would maybe have tried seducing one of them before meeting Olli, but he was more than satisfied. His appetite was fully sated, for now.
“Hey, handsome!” Olli greeted, smiling.
Joonas smiled back, taking a seat on one of the barstools. “Thought that's my line, darling.”
Olli just grinned, preparing Joonas' drink without having to ask first.
“One Jacky Cola, as always. You're early,” Olli stated, placing the glass in front of Joonas.
“Thank you. Oh, am I? Well, I got bored and thought I'd pay you a visit, maybe convince you to accompany me home.” Joonas winked, taking a sip from his drink.
Olli blushed softly, not answering but rather taking the order of another customer.
Joonas leaned against the wood of the bar, drinking his whiskey and following Olli with his eyes whenever he wasn't looking around (or sending people away that were trying to flirt with him).
“When does your shift end?”
Olli looked up from the cocktail he was currently preparing. “Last call around 1:30, can probably leave at 2 am or so. Why?”
Joonas pouted. “You mean I have to wait for another 2 hours and more?” He wasn’t patient, especially when it came to the bartender but he also knew he wouldn’t be able to convince Olli to leave early, even if nobody would mind.
“I’m sure you’ll find something or someone to keep you busy until I’m done, darling,” Olli replied before going back to his tasks, preparing drinks, cleaning glasses or the bar counter, subtly flirting with some of the regulars whenever he felt like it.
Joonas pulled Olli close, his back hitting the wall in the process. Their mouths had barely left each other since they had left the bar a few minutes earlier, parted only long enough to stumble into the next alley. “J-Joonas, w-we should go home first,” Olli mumbled breathlessly.
“Killjoy…” Joonas growled, grabbing Olli’s hand to pull him with him.
They safely made it to Olli’s flat, already naked the moment they hit the mattress in the bedroom.
Olli enjoyed the small bites, knowing Joonas would never actually bite him to, well, drink his blood. Joonas had told him he simply enjoyed nibbling at the skin, tasting him, and Olli would never complain about it, the sensation of the teeth scraping over his skin, partly biting down without actually breaking the skin turning him on more than he liked to admit.
Whenever Joonas did actually bite down a bit too hard, he immediately healed it, still savoring the taste of the few droplets of blood he caught while doing so. Olli tasted heavenly, and maybe, just maybe, if he wouldn’t mean so much to Joonas, the vampire would love to actually taste him just once. Knowing it would give him the best high he’d ever had.
But he liked the human and he didn’t want to lose him or risk scaring him away.
“Come on, pretty boy, fuck me.”
And who was Joonas to say no to that?
Later, they were cuddled up to each other. Joonas rested his head on Olli’s chest and listened to the slow, steady beating of Olli’s heart.
“You know… I like being close to you. You’re warm,” Joonas whispered, fingers drawing small circles on Olli’s naked skin. “It’s soothing.” Almost feels like home.
Olli smiled, softly but tired.
“You’re cute.”
“I’m serious…”
“I know, Joonas, I know… You could have that more often, you know?”
Joonas lifted his head, looking at Olli with a frown. “You know I can’t. I would only hurt you in the end… I’m dangerous, Olli. Even if you never see that and I-”
“I love you!”
Joonas stopped, eyes wide. “What?!”