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It’s night, since you were the one who had to lock up, you had to wait for the last customer who seemed to never want to leave. You had deflected any attempts at his flirting, according to your moral code you never mixed business with pleasure. So many of your friends had done that and lost their job, in some cases their home. Not to mention the customer was not a looker, he looked like he hadn’t had a shower in days and his face was asymmetrical. It wasn’t too hard for you to toss the man out, he had countless drinks in his system so you had the upper hand. His weak body stumbled all around almost trying to keep away from the door but as he found himself pushed all the way out he gave up and continued to walk.
Exasperated sighs leave your lips as you lock the door and clean up around the bar. It was around one in the morning when you left out the back door, locking up the last entrance into the business. Only the moon lit your way through the alley, your eyes constantly trying to adjust to the darkness. It was quite cold, a breeze blowing into your face and on the back of your neck. You shivered, shrugging deeper into your coat when the sound of cans falling to the ground made you nearly jump out of your skin.
“Stupid cats,” you chuckle to your self. A small stray paused in its movements to look at you. Either you were tripping from sleep deprivation or the cat literally looked you up and down before its eyes flashed and ran out of the alleyway.
“Don’t blame cats for your lack of attentiveness,” a deep grumble of a voice from behind you made you jerk to look. What had breached your eyesight was… nothing? In darkness it was hard to pick out shapes and panic set in. Were you going insane? Laughing was what you heard behind you and that sent you dashing to the open world. Street lamps lit to show any shape you needed to see behind you.
You ran until you got to the other side of the street and stayed in the light as you looked to where you came from. Still seeing nothing only made it harder to catch your breath. This is it you really were going crazy. “Wh-who’s there?”
“Precious little kitten. Still new to many wonders of this world,” you whimpered as he still sounded like he was right behind you. So you twist around with your hand balled up in a fist and punch him in the jaw. It didn't seem to faze him and pure instinct was cause for you to continue. As you turn a leg around to the back of his knee you realize it connected to nothing.
“So scared and confused. Let’s take off the wool they so cruelly left over your eyes.” Cold hands came around to cover your eyes, snuffing out the fear of losing your mind yet plucking the fear of death and bringing to the front. No warmth came from the body that had pressed themselves into your back but you felt it vibrate with a chuckle right next to your ear. You straighten out your right arm and bend it while putting some strength behind it to elbow your attacker. This time you managed to get him but again you don't get too much of a reaction. You feel cold arms wrap themselves around your body and you try with all your strength to get out but nothing works so you close your eyes and prepare for the worst
“Welcome to the new world,” his deep alluring voice had you opening your eyes as he moved around you to reveal himself. Slept in black hair that laid just past his shoulders, his face was so pale and his eyes held no emotion, no tell in what he wanted to do with you.
“How…. wh-where are we?” you managed to ask with your shaky voice. He seemed to like what he was doing to you because a corner of his lip rose up in a smirk.
“Nowhere you will leave alive from,” his eyes narrowed at you, looking upon you like prey. On instinct you backed away but as you turned to run you bumped into an unseen person. New fear struck its way into your chest, fear of being hunted down like you were nothing. That was nothing compared to the jump in your chest as you look up to realize you bumped into the very hunter you thought was the other way. His smirk opened to reveal his teeth. Sharp canines presented themselves to your eyes and you looked into his abyssal black eyes just in time to see them turn to a deep red.
“N-no please I-” his cold finger finds your lips, stopping your protests. Goosebumps trail down your spine following a shiver as he traded one finger for all, lifting your chin to look straight into your eyes. His eyes seemed to soften as he carefully looked at your face while your lower lip trembled at the stress and threat of tears that slowly built at your lashes. Another hand caressed your face while he softly hushed you before any more pleas and sobs left your lips.
“Don’t be afraid, sweet kitten. This will be mostly enjoyable for you,” he was so incredibly close to your face, cold air dusting your lips. Everything about him was cold, even where normally someone would be entirely warm it was freezing. Goosebumps relentlessly littered your body, making you shiver and your predator chuckled again close to you so you could feel the vibrations. His hand trailed down your neck and he hummed in satisfaction. “So warm.”
It was some sort of sick thrill that made you almost excited, how close he was and the power he held just in his hands. Shivers of cold and fear slowly became piping hot and exciting as you imagined the things he would do to you. All your thoughts seemed to make you brave as a question didn’t stay in your head. "Why are you doing this?”
"I'm very hungry," He lightly touches his hand around your throat and your heart picks up in speed. Pulling away a bit he looks you up and down, he seems unsure of something.
"Wasn't it curiosity that killed the cat?" He brought a hand to the bridge of his nose and he grumbled something so low you couldn't hear. Right when you were going to say something in response his hand grabbed yours pulling you through a hallway to a door.
Nothing could have prepared you for the excellent room he brought you to. It was very Victorian in design, very dark with the only color being the red that decorates the bed. Soon after you heard the door close you felt your body forced and your back hit a wall. Waiting for the shock to dissipate you stare into the red eyes of your captor. You tried to force your way out of his grasp but he was so unbelievably strong. He leaned in very close to your face.
"Don't fight it kitten. I said I'd make it enjoyable for you. I'm just…" he drops his head to the crook of your neck breathing in heavily. "So… hungry."
Your struggling came to a halt as you felt a sharp pain in your neck. One of his hands rested on the back of your neck while the other still pinned you in your spot. Soon you felt thankful for the hand as you began to feel a bit lightheaded. Pain faded into pleasure as you brought your own weak hands to his back. He groaned in response, dropped both his hands and cupped your ass, lifting you up around his waist. When he pulled away from your neck you moaned feeling fangs retracting from it.
"Tell me what you want kitten," his voice absolutely dripped with lust. You were sure he was feeling just as good as you. When you whimpered and bucked into his growing bulge he growled. "Such a naughty kitten aren't you?"
With such speed you couldn't even register, you were laid softly on the bed and he was now over you. Looking away, your shyness quickly set in with you just getting off work you probably smelled and you didn't plan on doing any-
"Kitten~" he forced your chin towards him and you could see the excess of your blood at the corners of his lips. "Don't shy away from me. Understand?"
Slowly you nodded and he smirked at your expression, you were sure it looked very unsure. He brought his lips down to your punctured neck where he lightly kisses and licks. Kisses trail up to your lips and he takes that moment to kiss you in the most passionate way. Fire erupts in your core, causing you to moan into the kiss. Much to your disappointment he pulls away but then he drags his hand from the side of your head, across your chest and down to the hem of your shirt. Just for a second he toys with the piece of fabric before bringing his other hand, grabbing it with both, and ripping it up your torso. Blushing in shock you laid there vulnerable where he could see your black bra that was barely holding you in.
"Come on kitten help me out here," he got up to take his pants off and you scrambled to pull off your coat with the remnants of your shirt and your bra. Hearing the sound of fabric hitting the floor you had to look back over to your partner. Your eyes couldn't help but look to his large erect cock and widen at just the mere length of the thing.
Before you could even think about anything he pushed you back down onto the bed and almost actually ripped off your pants. He got onto the bed very carefully, lifted one of your legs and got to grinding his immaculate cock into your panty-clad clit. Groans left his lips before he muffled them in your mouth with a kiss.
"Oh fuck, kitty cat," your hands reached up around his neck and held him close to you. Every bit of contact on your clit had you bucking back into him, trying to get more. One hand found its place at the hem of your panties, slowly sliding them down your leg until he pulled away from the kisses and started to place kisses down your chest all the way to your panties. When he reached your breasts he suckled on your hardened nipple and palmed the other breast with a free hand. His teeth bit down onto the material causing the barrier to your pussy. While one of his hands dropped down to play with your thigh, the other brushed against your pussy and he looked up at you with such intensity you whimpered.
God you could've sworn your brain was mush by now. With the darkest chuckle you've ever heard in your life he pulled your panties off with his teeth so excruciatingly slow you almost kicked him off you in response. Once the panties are gone he kisses up your legs and he stops at your entrance. He licks your inner thigh and flashes his fangs at you before sinking them into the spot he indicated. It didn't hurt at all as he bit you in fact it felt almost euphoric with the vibrations of his groans on your skin. Words were hard to form as he released your sensitive skin and lapped up the smeared blood from the bite. All that left from you were whines and incoherent sounds.
"Use your words kitty cat. What do you want?" He teased your sensitive nub making it more difficult to talk
"P-lease f-uh-uck me-e," you could finally say. He rose up to put his lips so close to your ear as he growled out his praise of you. Never have you felt so powerful, such things have not been said to you any other time you’ve had intimacy.
“So needy… all for me,” dear lord his voice grumbled so low it had elicited a contented sigh from you. He was enjoying this from the look you saw on his face as he pulled away to marvel at your bare form. Eyes feasted on your blushed skin and he licked his lips. He attacked right then, tongue circling your clit and you saw stars colliding. Groans vibrated through your entrance and you felt his tongue dip into your cunt. It massaged your walls and on instinct your hand went down to his head, weaving your fingers in his dark tendrils. With unrelenting force he devoured your pussy, slurping the seemingly infinite supply of erotic juices from you. With your climax so close you felt him pull away and you whined at the loss of contact to which your counterpart was making a sound of reproval.
“Now kitten you’re doing so well. Don’t ruin it now,” he smirked at your pouting expression and he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. With the head of his cock he teased your entrance, driving you back to finish again before lining it up and slowly entering you. Being so very careful he softly thrusted each inch in and out, while watching your face for any signs of pain. When he was fully sheathed inside you reached your hands up and around his neck, pulling him closer for a kiss. He gladly obliged your actions in full passion, tongues fighting for dominance in rhythm with his thrusts. Wet sounds and moans filled the large room and it spurred the both of you on.
“Oh kitty cat so loud, fuck let it out,” you obeyed letting the sounds you were so used to having to be quiet for neightbors, parents, and roomates. Louder and louder you moaned and you were surprised there was no hand to muffle the sounds. As much as you enjoyed the freedom you wanted to hear him, the grunts and groans of a man so close to finish. You smirked as you started circling your hips in tempo with his thrusts and he had to brace himself with both hands on the bed while you clung onto his chest. Just as you got in control of your body you felt his fangs enter your shoulder and again you started to feel light headed and lost rhythm. He made up for the loss by speeding it up and pushing into you hard. Euphoria from the bite claimed your body and you felt your core coil tighten and with a scream it snapped. He was not far behind as you felt his hips stutter and stop their movements and he choked out a throaty groan as he spilled into you. He sucked away at your neck as you came down from the high, nothing mattering other than the final act, you stared up at the ceiling as blackness covered your vision. Tiredness took over and you let your eyelids fall, welcoming the abyss.
Knocking on a door made your eyes flutter open and you felt arms holding you close.
“No not yet Zashi,” the voice grumbled in your neck. Remembering last night's events you flipped around in his arms to see him with what assumed was your dried blood on his lips. He cracked open one eye and looked up at you with an analytical look. You brought your hand up to his face which, to your surprise, wasn’t cold to you anymore. Such a tender moment and yet you couldn’t help but laugh.
“How is it that someone can have sex like that without knowing their partner’s name?” you thought out loud.
“Shouta Aizawa,” he laughed sleepily and you introduced your name to him. “Y/N. That’s a nice name.”
You opened your mouth to say something but the bedroom door was suddenly across the room and plowing into a wall. Shock barely registered when Aizawa had a blond man pinned against the wall and the man in question had a smug look on his face as he looked at you.
“Oh so it was that good huh?” he joked to the man who rolled his eyes and glared at him before pulling away. While Aizawa had his back turned to him he mouthed to you ‘was it good for you?’ and you couldn’t help the smile at the memories.