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There were worse things in life than being a kept feeder for a 500 year old vampire, Changmin decided. Younghoon covered all his expenses including living in an opulent penthouse apartment and all he asked in return was to feed off him every ten days to two weeks. At his age, he could go up to three weeks without feeding, but he preferred to keep a shorter schedule both for himself and Changmin.
“It’s time,” Younghoon said, standing in the doorway of Changmin’s room. He looked up from doom scrolling.
”You’re late,” Changmin observed, noticing it was already dark.
”I overslept. Chanhee wouldn’t stop texting me about his new feeder,” Younghoon replied.
”Finally found someone he likes enough to live with?” Changmin asked as Younghoon settled on the bed next to him. Changmin climbed in his lap and settled there.
”Some college kid, Sunghoon? Sunwoo? I don’t remember. I just wanted to sleep and he wouldn’t stop yapping,” Younghoon sighed before running his tongue up the side of Changmin’s neck. Changmin snorted. “What?”
”It’s just funny to hear someone born in the 16th century use the word ‘yap’,” he replied.
”I keep up with the times, you know that,” Younghoon huffed.
”Of course you do,” Changmin grinned.
“Can I eat now?” Younghoon looked up at him.
”Is that your way of telling me to shut up without telling me to shut up?” Changmin smirked.
”Yes,” Younghoon replied.
”Alright, have your breakfast,” Changmin tilted his head to give Younghoon better access.
”Thank you,” Younghoon went back to working his tongue over his favorite spot on Changmin’s neck. He’d told him early on that he picked him because of how long his neck was. Changmin decided to take it as a compliment. The slight numbing from Younghoon’s saliva began to make his neck tingle. That was easily the weirdest part. It didn’t make the process completely painless, but Changmin barely felt Younghoon’s fangs when they pierced his skin. Changmin’s hips bucked involuntarily as Younghoon began to drink.
This was the most awkward part of the process if they weren’t having sex while Younghoon was feeding. Changmin felt his cock start to harden in his pants. His breath started to catch in his throat as the endorphins flooded his body. Younghoon noticed, like he always did, and tugged Changmin’s pants and underwear down. He wrapped his fingers around Changmin’s cock and lightly squeezed, causing Changmin to jerk again.
”Hoon,” he whined. Younghoon tightened his grip in response. The blood loss was starting to make him feel lightheaded, but his dick was still plenty hard. The vampire took his thumb and pressed it hard into the slit.
Good boy.
The telepathy was another thing Changmin hadn’t anticipated, but when a vampire fed from the same human repeatedly, they developed a telepathic link.
Patience, Min. I’m almost finished.
“Please,” Changmin whimpered, teetering on the edge of release. He felt Younghoon pull back and swipe his tongue over the puncture wounds, effectively sealing them until the next time he needed to feed. Younghoon leaned his head back and watched Changmin’s face as he moved his hand like he was trying to drag Changmin’s orgasm out of him. Changmin managed to keep his eyes open when he finally peaked, spilling all over Younghoon’s hand. Younghoon simply leaned over and grabbed some tissues to clean them up. When he was satisfied, he pulled Changmin’s underwear and pants back on.
”I love watching you come,” Younghoon smiled up at him.
”Of course you do,” Changmin leaned down to kiss him, tasting the tang of his own blood still on Younghoon’s tongue. Younghoon carefully lifted Changmin off his lap and back onto the bed.
”Let me go get your snacks. I’ll be back in a minute,” he said even though Changmin was already starting to drift off.
”Love you, vampire,” he mumbled.
”Love you too, human,” Younghoon replied before disappearing out the door again.