Lmao guys I kinda switched perspectivess again by accident again

I'm so sorry, but I think I'm going to stick with third person.

Sorry for the inconvenience!

Now this chapter is good, I assure you. ; ))))
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"Wait, Mahiru, hold up..." He said, gently pushing him away and standing up.

The brunette tilted his head to the side, slowly walking towards him, causing Kuro to back up against the wall. "What's wrong, Kuro-chan?"

Kuro's heart thudded at the added pronoun. Chan. "I don't think you're thinking straight, you just had some drugs..."

"I can still think straight, see? 9 divided by 2 equals 7, 4 times 3 is 7..."

Kuro sighed. "You're adding and subtracting, Mahiru, you're no-"

He was stopped as Mahiru pushed him up against the wall, pinning his wrists to the white plaster. "It's okay, Kuro chan, I know what I want."

His lips crashed into Kuro's, as one of his hands skimmed under his white shirt, the other tangling in the soft blue hair. Kuro could hear and feel Mahiru's heart pounding, and he swore that it would burst out of his chest at any moment. That would be quite bloody.

What a pleasant surprise it would be.

The thought of tasting Mahiru's sweet blood caused him to groan, as he slowly kissed Mahiru back. God, this wasn't right. Mahiru was his master, his Eve. He wasn't even remotely sure that this was safe for their contract and bond.

His thoughts were cut off as the sharp pain of being bitten spiked through his lip.

He pulled away. "Ow..." Tasting blood, he grimaced. His own blood. "What the hell was that for.."

Despite it being his own blood, it was still blood. Something stirred inside of him, and he resisted the urge to lunge at Mahiru, who was so vulnerable, so sweet, so-

"Bite me, Kuro."

Silence followed his statement.

Wordlessly , Kuro held up his hand to cup his face, and as he kissed the boy's soft lips, he sighed at the feeling of blood underneath the thin layer of skin. His kiss trailed off down Mahiru's jaw, then his neck, grazing his teeth over the thrumming pulse.

"Kuro~" Mahiru whispered.

Reluctantly, Kuro unlatched his lips from Mahiru's neck. "Yeah?"

"You know you're beautiful, right?"

"W-what are you saying that for..." Kuro said, muttering.

"Just saying." Mahiru tilted his head, exposing his neck. "Please continue."

Kuro eyed the visible movement of his pulse, wetting his lips. Slowly, he licked the warm skin, wrapping his arms around the slender waist in front of him, then sunk his teeth into Mahiru's unmarked skin.

A gasp, a flash of violet light, the feeling of energy a shock to his body, then, above all of that, the flavor of the most glorious and wonderful thing he had ever tasted.

Mahiru's blood.

Lights danced before his eyes, beckoning and swirling, urging him to fall deeper into the spell he was put under.

But he couldn't, because he didn't want Mahiru to die. Obviously.

The taste of blood still lingered on his tongue after his teeth left Mahiru's neck, leaving two small puncture marks, thin streams of blood running down his neck. For good measure, he licked them off, savoring the slightly coppery taste.

A new feeling was in his body, soft, warm, quiet, but still there. He needed something. He needed something like...

Love?

"Kuro," Mahiru said, smiling. His chocolate eyes brimmed with excitement. "How do you feel?"

"Good." He looked away, unzipping his jacket and pulling it off. "It's hot."

Mahiru laughed. "Come on," he said, pulling Kuro towards the bed. "Remember what I said back at that place?"

"You said-" Kuro paused, pink dusting his ears. "'Let's have some fun.'"

"We're not done, you know." He teasingly winked at Kuro, and pointed at the bed. "Sit."

Kuro sighed and sat down on the bed, the mattress sinking with his weight. He could barely sit still, the blood was cousins through his veins, he needed, needed, needed...

Mahiru stood in front of him, slowly lifting off his shirt, revealing, fuck, toned abs. Mahiru had abs?!

His impatience only grew as Mahiru fiddled with his belt, slowly unlatching it as he lazily smiled down at Kuro with hooded eyes.

"So Kuro," he said, walking forward, the belt now unlatched, hanging through the waist bands of his jeans. "which way do you want it?"

"What?"

"Do you want me to fuck you or do you want to fuck me?"

"Wha-" this was not Mahiru. Mahiru would never say that. "How would I know?!"

"Oh, I don't know," he slipped off his jeans and crawled over Kuro, his short boxer briefs barely keeping the... thing in place. "but personally, I want you to fuck me."

"I..." It may have seemed like doubt, but Kuro knew that it was what he wanted right now. The strain in his jeans was unbelievably uncomfortable, and God, he could barely stand to keep his fingers off of the soft skin, and hair.

Mahiru trailed his fingers over Kuro's  shirt, while slowly rolling his hips, creating delicious friction. Kuro groaned.

"We can be loud, but not too loud, okay?" Mahiru said, as he pulled Kuro's shirt off. "Nice abs."

Kuro's cheeks tinted pink, and he flipped Mahiru under himself. He couldn't stand being on the bottom anymore. "Shut up."

"What? It's a compliment!" Said Mahiru, laughter in his voice. "Being a little rough now, are we?"

"Shut the fuck up."

He had somehow taken off his pants at some point, and both were only in boxers, their members barely contained.

Kuro looked down at Mahiru, who was adorable, hot, and cute somehow all at the same time- God, how was anyone this perfect created?

And shit, he was so fucking thirsty. He needed it, he needed Mahiru's body as one with him, he needed the overwhelming pleasure that he had never felt before.

As he leaned down to kiss Mahiru, he slid his hands over the boy's body, grinding, roughly rolling his hips in a desperate motion. Mahiru whined, arching his back, gripping Kuro's hair.

"You're teasing, Kuro."

"Really?" He growled, "then I guess you'd like this."

Mahiru gasped as he felt the cold hands of the vampire grip his rock hard dick. His hips bucked against it as Kuro's hand began to pump slowly, all the while his neck was attacked with kisses. There would be hickeys left over later.

His pants quickly turned to breathy moans as the pace was quickened.

"Kuro, faster."

"No." Said Kuro, gently biting down on his neck without piercing the flesh, slowing down his hand to a painfully slow pace. "Beg."

"Oh my god, Kuro," Mahiru whined. "Please, I'm so fucking hard, please let me come, please, please..."

Kuro bit his lip at Mahiru's pleading voice. His hand sped up, his thumb flicking over the tip every few strokes.

"Kuro, I'm gunna come." Mahiru wrapped his arms around Kuro's neck and moaned as he reached his climax.

Sitting up, Kuro looked down at his own problem. "Mahiru."

"Yeah?" He said quietly, chest still heaving.

"Blow me."

Mahiru grinned, got down on all fours, and fingered the hem of Kuro's pants. "Can I?"

"I asked, didn't I? Idiot..."

"Hey that's mean," he said as he pulled down the boxers. Kuro's dick sprang free. "And you're massive."

He'd licked the tip, slowly and softly sucking as he took the base in one hand and fondled his balls with the other. Kuro groaned and threw his head back.

"Fuck...."

His groans only grew louder as Mahiru took him in deeper, humming, the vibrations causing him to grip the brunette a hair, pushing him to the point where he was almost choking. The knot in his lower stomach grew tighter, tighter, and he gripped Mahiru's hair harder as he came.

So why was this not enough?

Kuro pushed Mahiru down, pulling off his and the boy's underwear off completely.

"If I'm not doing it right, tell me," he said, wetting his middle and ring finger. "But I think I'm going to do fine."

As he slowly kissed Mahiru, he entered a finger inside the smaller boy, earning a small moan as he curled it. Entering another, he slowly pumped them in and out, then faster as the boy began to moan louder.

"Ah... Kuro, I want you inside.." Mahiru said breathlessly as he pulled away from the kisses.

By now, Kuro was rock hard again, and the sight before him was damn hot. Mahiru was spread eagle, his pink supple hole twitching, cheeks rosy red, lips swollen and wet from kissing, god, it was too perfect.

"Fine," Kuro said. "But under one condition."

Mahiru whined, clearly desperate for release. "What?"

"You are," he picked up Mahiru's school tie off the ground and tied Mahiru's wrists onto the bedpost, who resisted but to no avail. "going to be like this the whole time."

"Wha- I can't do anything with my hands!"

"That's the point," He leaned down and whispered into Mahirus ear, "I'm gunna make you beg until you get the things you want, baby."

Gripping Mahiru's hips with almost bruising force, he entered the smaller boy, gritting his teeth as the walls clamped down on his quivering dick.

"God, you're so tight," Kuro growled. "Do you not touch yourself in there?"

Mahiru shook his head no, whimpering and biting his lip in slight discomfort and pain.

"I'm going to move now, okay..." Kuro said as he leaned down and kissed Mahiru, the smaller boy nodding in response.

Kuro slid all the way up to his base, moaning and the immense amount of pleasure he was feeling. Simultaneously, erotic sounds escaped from Mahiru's lips as the full feeling of Kuro's cock took over his senses.

Kuro took this as a sign to start moving, and began to slowly rock his hips.

"Ah... Kuro," Mahiru raised his hips up, in unison, gasping as he felt Kuro brush against something inside that sent pulses of pleasure throughout his body. "There~"

Kuro let out a moan, leaning down to roughly kiss Mahiru as he began to move faster. His hand reached down to teasingly stroke the brunette's hard dick, occasionally flicking his thumb over the top, causing the boy to whimper.

Mahiru turned away from Kuro's hungry lips, gasping for air as his prostate was hit over and over again. The bed shook, its hinges slightly creaking, as he gripped Kuro's waist with his legs, urging him to go deeper, harder.

"Fuck, Kuro," Mahiru but his lip, his eyes beginning to well up with tears at the intense feeling building up in his stomach. "Go faster, move your hand."

"What did I say, Mahiru?" Kuro said breathlessly as he slowed his pace, and ground into Mahiru. The smaller boy whined in frustration. "I'm going to make you beg."

"Oh, God." Mahiru grit his teeth as Kuro trailed one finger up his dick, slowly circling the top, spreading the precum. "I don't want to."

Kuro growled, impatient. "I want to fuck too, you whore. Beg."

He leaned down, licking and sucking Mahiru's vulnerable skin on his neck. His mouth watered as he felt the thrumming of blood just under the skin, and thought for a moment about biting down again. With a squeeze of his eyes, he dismissed the thought. He had taken enough already.

He snapped back to reality as he heard a mumble.

"What?"

"Kuro, fuck me hard," Mahiru's chest heaved and shined with sweat as he spoke louder. "I want you to fuck me so hard, that I won't be able to walk tomorrow..."

He looked up at Kuro hopefully, biting his lip. "Please, Daddy."

With a groan, Kuro smashed his lips onto Mahiru's, slamming himself into the boy underneath him rough and fast. 

Mahiru's moans became higher and louder, more pleading, as his knot in his stomach grew tighter and hotter.

"Ah, Kuro, fuck, please go faster~" his whole body moved as he was pounded into mercilessly, and he moaned louder as Kuro began to jerk him, gripping him tighter and tighter.

"Kuro, I'm going to cum, Kuro... ah!"

Mahiru shook as he released, tears in his eyes and crying out, white splattering onto both of their chests. With one last stroke, Kuro came deep inside Mahiru with a groan. He collapsed on Mahiru, panting.

Kuro slowly pulled out, his breath hitching as his sensitive dick rubbed against Mahiru's walls even more.

"Kuro."

"Yeah?"

"I'm not high anymore."

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One more chapter after this!

I just cry every time I write smut cuz it's so awkward and I have almost no experience

I hope you guys liked it though

2117 words my loves