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The vampire sits on the bar stool, nursing his bloody Mary, body loosely moving to the sultry beat the club is blasting.
He usually doesn't feel hot, doesn't feel anything really, but now sweat beads on his forehead, making him want to dunk his head in the ice box that he knows Yoongi keeps under this very counter to snack on. That weirdo.
Hands skim on his shoulders, and Taehyung smirks. He knows people are watching him, watching across the room, watching him from the dance floor, he knows that he is sexy, hot in the way kids these days go insane for.
It's purposeful, the way he dips his shoulders, making his waist and hips pop out, crossing his legs to show off their length. It's all part of the long, detailed game plan. A game to feed.
The plan to finally get fed and get laid after years. As hoseok eloquently stated. It has not been years though. Maybe weeks at most. That drama queen.
“Hey handsome” A voice purrs in his ears, hands tightening on his shoulders.
Taehyung lazily turns around, legs moving wider and the pretty lady in front of him boldly accomodates herself in between his thighs, leaning down so her lips almost touch his. Almost. Teasing.
If Taehyung had a beating heart he is sure it would skip with the boldness pouring off from this lady.
She is drunk, drunk in the way her pupils are wide, grin lop-sided. She reeks of alcohol, the heavily doused fragrance of her flowery perfume doing nothing to cover it.
His hands move on their own accord, settling on her hips, which he muses are quite wide, dipping to form a very perky ass.
“Looking for a good time?” She asks, her sharp nail digging into the side of his neck.
“Can you keep up with me?” The vampire speaks, making the girl laugh so loud her head hangs back.
Taehyung's mouth salivates when he sees the expanse of her neck, dewy with sweat and sparkling with what seems to be glitter.
He might have gone too long without eating.
Without any further ado he rises from the stool, making the woman in front of him to stumble but he's quick to catch her, arms wrapping around her waist as he all but drags her across the room into the secret alleyway where he can have a party of his own.
“Someone is excited.” The pretty lady says, pinching his nipple.
He should at least ask the name of his prey, but he is so gone into his primal nature of feed feed feed that he doesn't care anymore.
He slams the woman against the rocky wall, and instantly latches his lips at her neck, sucking and mouthing at it, but not quite biting. Not now. Not yet.
His prey’s hips buck up into his, she quite literally riding his thigh, and Taehyung runs on adrenaline. Remembers why vampires love feeding.
It comes with the amazing feeling of sex. Both his hunger and actual hunger satiating.
The vampire growls when blood finally hits his tongue, bucking his own hips as he bites at a different time, the sweet sarchine of blood pooling in his mouth.
He laps up at the neck, and turns her around so his dick is now rubbing against her ass cheeks and instantly bites the other side of the neck, almost coming down in his pants from how pleasure thrums through him.
Distantly he registers the smell of blood, and that shouldn't be anything out of ordinary as the woman in front of him is covered in it, but this is a different type of blood, different from the one he is enjoying drinking.
He tries to ignore it, ignore the weird pull in his chest when the scent fades, but his mind is not accepting.
Taehyung is distracted, disturbed at the sudden way he smelt something so amazing, and how he can't anymore.
He finally let's go of the woman after giving a small kitten lick.
“Look into my eyes.” He says, almost worrying at how she seems to shut down.
She giggles, hiccuping when Taehyung steadies by her shoulders.
“Forget everything that happened after you met me and forget me.” He commands, seeing his own reflection in the woman's brown eyes.
He gets her inside, and nods to Yoongi who nods back, disappearing into the staff room and coming back with the new intern who is also a vampire to tend the woman.
Taehyung slumps back on to the stool once he gives away his prey, head knocking on to the counter to cool down his skin which feels like it's on fire.
“Proud of you my boy.” Comes a voice which he is very well acquainted with with slaps to his shoulders.
He swats away those hands, nose scrunching in complaint. “Go away.” He moans.
“One would think you would be less grumpy after a good feed but alas, here we are.” Hoseok says, pinching his arm.
“Shut up.” He says, but he too laughs. It is impossible not to. Not when his hobi hyung is in the room.
“Go home and get some rest.” Yoongi says from the other side of the bar, cleaning the already squeaky clean whisky glass.
Taehyung gets up, still high on adrenaline and the delicious blood he just drank.
He feels good. He feels euphoric.
The vampire stumbles through the same back door he came in, leaving behind the neon lights of the club and the bass of some latest k-pop song booming through it.
He relaxes his shoulders, hands in the pockets of his leather pants as he strolls through the alley.
His house is not far away from the club, a few blocks away, in the heart of Hongdae.
Vampires are solitary creatures, but Taehyung is too much of an extrovert to live in mountains or islands.
And he has Yoongi and Hoseok anyway. He won't admit it but he loves them too much to let them go.
Not to mention his real estate business which he enjoys. He makes wealth off of it and he is not ready to give it all up.
Maybe one day. But not now.
He stops in his tracks when he smells it again. The sweet smell of blood. The same scent which he smelt when he was feeding.
Taehyung also hears whines and whimpers as he gets closer to the scent and before he turns the corner he already knows what's before him.
A large lump of black fur, shiny liquid making it look matted and dirty.
A werewolf.