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Yohio sat in his room, relaxing on his bed, sprawled out. Finally, school was fucking over for the day, and he was more than happy to return to his gothic room with black curtains and chains all over the walls. It was very comforting after having to deal with nosey teenagers who just wouldn't leave him alone. He blew on his wet nail polish a little and held his hand up, checking to see if he messed up at all. Confirming he didn't, he started on the other hand.
A small knock rapped at the door, causing him to flick his eyes up towards it cracking open. His younger brother peered through shyly, his golden eye glancing over the room. The boy stuck his head a bit more in with a warm smile, asking for permission to come in silently.
"You're good, just close the door." the teenage brother motioned with his head for Oliver to come in. He scooted towards the wall a little to make some room on the bed.
Quickly slipping in with his bird and closing the door, the boy shuffled over to the bed, crawling onto the black covers. He sat a bit awkwardly, trying to leave room for his sprawled out brother. He fidgeted with his overalls nervously. "Hello!" He greeted. "How was school?"
"Fu...dumb as usual." Yohio stopped himself from swearing in front of his little brother. He wasn't in a particularly bad or good mood, but he hated school and didn't like to talk about it at all. It was just an innocent question though, so the teen tried to elaborate a little for Oliver's sake, "Mmm...well, I don't really understand why people constantly ask me questions. It's like they suspect me of being a monster or something,” he chuckled.
"People talk to you?" The boy asked in response. They both watched James fly up and land onto the curtain rod above the window, the younger letting out a small giggle.
"Yeah...it's not really anything special, just weird." the older boy screwed the cap back onto his black nail polish and placed it onto his nightstand. "I think James might want out..." he gestured towards the window, "You can open it for him for a second."
"Do you want out?" Oliver asked the bird. The little yellow finch tweeted in response, stretching his wings. The boy got up and walked over to the window, pushing the curtains to the side and sliding the window up. The small bird landed on the windowsill for a second, looking up at his owner. "Be careful," Oliver told him. James tweeted, ruffling his black and yellow feathers up as a farewell before swiftly flying out and into the dimming sky.
"Relax Ollie, he always comes back." Yohio reassured his little brother. Oliver’s gaze kept towards the window as he closed it and walked back to the bed, silently sitting down. The older brother reached out a hand to gently snatch the boy's hat, then pet the top of his head a little, making sure not to let any hair touch his wet fingernails. The boy leaned into the touch, his frown of doubt fading into a smile.
"Anything you wanna do?" Yohio brushed a hair out of Oliver's eye. Distracting him was always his go-to when dealing with his emotions.
The boy grabbed his brother's hand carefully, pressing the top of it to his cheek. "Well...today was not very great for me..." he trailed off, not wanting to go into specifics. "I just wanted to spend time with you!"
"Oh?" the older brother cocked his head to the side, "What happened? Are you okay?"
He cupped his hand on Oliver's cheek and lightly moved his thumb up and down in a comforting gesture.
"I'm okay," the boy hummed in response. Both of his hands grabbed onto his brother's arm and he closed his visible eye. His face heated up a bit, a bit nervous to ask for what he really wanted in the moment.
"That's good I guess...but you have to let me know right away if any kids start picking on you again! Promise me!" Yohio grabbed Oliver's other cheek and playfully pulled at them a little too hard.
"Waahhh, okay okay!" the young boy whined, pulling the hands off of his cheeks.
Yohio laughed and smiled, there was no way Oliver could escape his older brother's protectiveness, he would always make sure of that.
"Umm...uhh..." Oliver pushed himself. "Can we kiss?" He asked nervously, wringing his hands together with an anxious smile.
Yohio jolted a little.
His face started to turn red..."A-ah!" he struggled to find words for a second. "S-sure..."
Who was he to deny his darling little brother anything?
He smiled and brushed away a piece of hair from his face before leaning down a little and pressing his lips to Oliver's. Eagerly, the boy kissed back, turning his head up. He grabbed onto his brother's shirt, letting out a few noises. Yohio pulled away after a few seconds, a bit of drool breaking between them. He knew that his face was noticeably very red...he cursed his pale complexion.
The teen looked away, licking his fangs. Now that he had tasted Oliver, he was starting to get hungry.
Oliver, his freckled face a deep shade of pink now, hid in his hands. He smiled a toothy grin, his sharp teeth craving for a bit more as well. It was always so overwhelming, but so good at the same time. His love for his brother pooled out in his nervous giggles.
"Hey hey, Ollie~" Yohio smiled, baring his fangs and placing a hand on his little brother's shoulder, "You wanna let me suck your blood?"
"Please..?" he added.
"Oh!! Umm...okay…" the younger hesitated for a second, but then unbuttoned his shirt collar from the top down, exposing his neck.
The older brother quickly checked to see if his nails were dry, then pushed Oliver down onto the bed. The boy let out a little squeak, but didn't have much time to process as Yohio was already getting on top of him.
The teen was very lanky, awkwardly tall for his age, he towered over Oliver like a predator looking down at prey.
Oliver turned his head to the side and felt his brother's hot breath on his neck...
He braced himself...
Yohio's fangs sunk into the side of his neck and he let out a small whimper.
"Ah! Hahh..." The boy squirmed a bit, letting out a breath that he didn't know he was holding. The older brother started to suck the warm blood pooling out of the younger's neck, letting out a small moan from the delicious taste of blood.
Monster blood wasn't as filling as human blood, but Oliver would always let him snack on him when he had cravings.
Yohio always liked to be messy about it, letting the blood trickle out from the puncture wounds and watching it drip down a little...then playfully licking at it.
Damn, it tasted so good...
He laid himself beside his little brother, grabbing him tightly to stay latched onto his neck.
A bit of blood ran down his chin as he continued to suck...
Oliver tried to lay as still as he could, letting out small whimpers and grabbing onto Yohio's arm that was keeping him trapped. He squirmed his legs around a bit, pulling them up towards his chest.
The pain was beginning to set in, with a dizzy feeling overcoming him. His breaths got more shallow. As long as his brother liked this, it was worth it, right?
After a few more seconds, Yohio finally pulled away, droplets of the red liquid falling from his lips as he tried to catch them with his tongue. He was panting, trying to catch his breath from the rush it gave him, and he loosened his grip around his little brother.
"S-sorry...it's hard to stop, you just taste so good...!" the vampire chimed.
"It's...okay..." Oliver said in between breaths. He felt lightheaded. He kept his visible eye closed.
He wondered how many pokes of fang scars he had in his neck. He thought about when he would try counting them in the mirror, but there were too many. Besides, they always healed up rather quickly.
"Thank you though." Yohio made sure to add, kissing where he had bitten to make it feel better. It probably didn't, but it was the thought that counted.
Oliver, now drained of energy, turned over to face his brother, nuzzling up against his chest. He could probably sleep right now...maybe a quick nap wouldn’t be too bad. Yohio wrapped his arms around the boy, letting him rest.