I Found You And Now You're in Trouble. (Coffee-Tastic and Raychu)[R18]

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru already slept more than he needed to that night, so when he was caught in the spell of sleep for the second time, it didn't last long, just about two hours give or take. Coming up with a dream was too much energy for the drained vampire, so his rest was purely just that. Waking up, still enveloped in a mix of his smell combined with Akito's, which was the one that put him to sleep to begin with, he wasn't upset to have been dreamless, afraid it might either be a nightmare or one of those weird, unexplainable dreams that made no sense or might of had a secret meaning. Sitting up, he rubbed his head and scratched his hair, looking around him to see the white and red dabbled tissues he massacred before falling asleep. On top of that, in his arms was the crushed box of tissues he accidentally killed with in weight.

 

Touching his face next, mostly his cheeks, he wasn't happy to find that there was crust lest over from tears and his eyes felt tired as if they spent the night drinking, got utterly wasted and now this was their hangover. "Goddamn..." He wanted to wash off his face properly, but first things first, he wanted to check his phone for any messages. If there wasn't any parties to go to with his friends, then he was going to make someone take him out for the whole night because he wanted to forget this ever happened. He never cried. He didn't temporarily loose it and chomp a bite in his own wrist and Akito never said he cared about him...

 

".... Akito!" His eyes widened and he got out of bed fast, jumping over the tissue mines left around his bed. What if he was sick of being here and left? Akito might have thought he was better off away from his captor and got up the courage to leave? He could have still drank the blood he left over, it would have been enough to at least not make him dangerous to people on the street. Or would it be better for Hotaru of the one making him emotionally suffer was gone? He wasn't sure and he didn't want to figure it out if that's what happened. The shorter vampire came out of the room with a bushy tail from the nervousness he felt of the possibility of Akito not being there. He was. Hotaru sighed, air visibly exiting out of his puffed chest, "You're still here... Good..."

 

Not only that was a good thing. The red fluid was all cleaned up and everything looked just as clean as it was before he shed blood. He went to his kitchen and turned on the water, splashing his face and then running his hands down to wipe away loose drops of water on his features, speaking in a neutral tone to the newborn, "Thank you for cleaning that up," he'd thank him for not leaving, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to do that in fear of his appreciating having any kind of negative response. He was still aware that he might not want to leave because of the conditions here. "Um," he turned around, walking towards the phone he left in the stereo. Messages... He had one, though continued speaking, "So there isn't anymore handcuffs to use. I won't be getting any new ones for you either because I know they'll just break again. Until I get the other thing, you know what it is, then I guess you can move around freely again."

 

Claire, one of his friends asked him if he'd be working tonight, which he was confused over. He never worked on the weekends, everyone he knew should know that by now... Hotaru lost focus of Akito for a second, checking his home screen to see the day and the time. Monday, 4pm. Monday? It was Monday... He had work today. What a bummer... He didn't want to work, even if it was highly unprofessional and easygoing most of the time, just having to be around drunk people all night wasn't making him excited. A party wouldn't be too fun either now that he thought about. Hotaru just wanted to do something that would mask his memory of being a complete cry baby today.

 

"I don't want to talk about what happened a few hours ago, so how about you tell me if you've ever got drunk before, Akito," he smiled, still looking tired, "No right? You don't seem like the type. I only ask because I work at a bar every other night. And it's a conversation topic... So, I thought that maybe that would be okay. Unless if you don't want to talk. Or if you don't want me to talk either. That's fine too, I won't hold it against you. I know how much you dislike my voice. To the point of wanting to gag me," he chuckled lazily, taking his phone to the couch to sit next to Akito. In a few short hours, he'd have to leave and he had nothing else better to do... And if they got to start talking to each other normally, maybe he'd be more accepting of that apology. Maybe... Whatever gave him peace...

[Raychu]

Akito was much more patient than he had been before, usually he got irrtated having to wait for the other to wake up or return, but this time he was so relaxed. It didn't feel like it even took that long for the other to wake up, though he probably waited longer than this usual time. How was the other going to react when he woke up? He honestly hoped it wasn't going to be tense, he wasn't in the mood for that. Though he really wasn't in any mood to deal with a lot to things today. He apologized earlier, that wasn't wow thick he wanted to do. Now he had to full accept how evil he was, it's not an easy task. He could admit he made mistakes more then he could admit who was the real demon among them. That's just not something he could easily come to terms with, he never did for his entire life, so why start now? With Hotaru crying like that, he forced himself to realize it, that hurt him the most. He praised humanity and stated how they weren't the monsters drinking the blood, but they dealed more bloodshed then the vampires. He as a pathetic excuse for a human being, living in a pretend world.

 

His mood lightened when the door opened up, he was happy that the other was finally awake, enough to cure his boredom at least. He raised an eyebrow at the other's reaction, confused what got him so worried. "Where did you think I went? Oh," he spoke in a small voice. "You thought I left. That's too much of a hassle for me, if you want me to leave then I will, if not hen I won't. Though I did step outside for a couple minutes, I don't think anyone saw me though. I hope you don't mind, sorry I didn't ask. If I ask really nicely will you take me out for walks? If you say no, then so be it. You state sit yourself, dogs are high maintenance creatures, they need to be walked." It felt weird he was being so friendly with Hotaru, that wasn't okay. He was stepping out of his boundary lines, but it felt better to be friendly than to be extremely tense. He wasn't asking much either, he just wanted some time outdoors, but he could t go alone. He was a threat to the safety of humanity.

 

The water ran, the noise filling the one again, silent room. The newborn was surprised by Hotaru's response, he was sure he was going to be angry instead of what he was displaying. The other quickly filled the silence the overtook the room, surprising Akito a lot more than he already was. "I... uh, yeah. You're welcome, I wanted to be useful," he felt himself growing quieter. It was extremely odd how the other was acting, this seemed like it was a more friendly vibe. Had the other listened to the apology and thought about it? Is that why he's being so nice? It truly amazed the newborn if he had, he thought the other would brush him off for sure. Ignore all the words he said, the words he put so much emotion and meaning behind. He didn't expect the raven haired man to listen to any of what he said, though he always thought wrong. It wasn't like he was trying to predict the actions, he just assumed what would happen. He usually got surprised if it turned out the exact opposite, which the older vampire seemed to always do.

 

"Ah, sorry I broke them. I didn't mean to, I hope it doesn't cause too much trouble for you and your friend," he mumbled. He was apologizing a lot today. This was more than he ever was willing to give before. He ran a hand through his hair, feeling that fidgeting from earlier coming back. He didn't know what to do with his hands, the room still felt tense, yet it wasn't. Maybe it was just Akito, he was the one becoming as stiff as a board from how the older vampire was reacting. He felt obligated to apologize for every little thing he did wrong, for every little mistake he made that might've caused problems for the other. It felt like when he was at home with his parents, apologizing for a minor mess up that damaged their name. Though the scenes were completely different, apologizing so much just ended up reminding him of such events. Though in the end he always got yelled at for being a pussy, as his parents put it bluntly.

 

"Ah, yeah. You're right, I've never gotten drunk. I've tried though, I just didn't like the taste of the alcohol, or maybe it was just the drink itself. All I know is I disliked the burning feeling in my throat after I took a swig," he spoke a bit louder. There was one day he was extremely upset, something compelled him to take the amaretto from the cupboard, he never did it again. He hated the burning it gave, and he drank enough to give him a buzzed feeling, he didn't really like that much either. He was lucky his parents never found out, he would've been had. "I think you've mistaken when I truly dislike when you talk. I don't dislike your voice at all, it's how you speak sometimes. Though I'm always getting angry over nothing, it really isn't a big deal what you say. I just react quickly without thinking, I'm doing what comes naturally. I do want to talk though, silence isn't something I want to sit in anymore than I already have."

[Coffee-Tastic]

So Aki did step out. For a few minutes, that wasn't a problem and even if anyone saw him, it wouldn't be a problem because around here, Akito was nothing important. He wasn't a vampire hunter anymore and he was probably doing his best to stay missing, running away here to this bland place, so he could have took a walk for all he cared. He'd only care if he had woken up with him nowhere in sight. Hotaru didn't want to wake up like that... Akito though said he'd be willing to ask nicely to have permission to go on a walk. He found that interesting because didn't asking "very nicely" mean it was begging? The newborn wouldn't put it that way, so he could be lightly suggesting that. The loyalty was satisfying to him. Hotaru liked being in control, so Akito allowing him to keep owning that even when his attempts of being a good torturer was refreshing. He didn't even need to force him to do a single thing, not even from the beginning.

 

No resistance... Was Akito honestly sorry from the start? He never made attempts to run away, he accepted anything he'd give him, Akito told him previously that he was sorry, that he deserved anything Hotaru felt was necessary. He even said how he didn't deserve what he had right now. It's just that Aki looked defeated at the start, not apologetic like he did today, that was his confusion. He wouldn't have accepted his apology at all from the beginning, that must have been why that wasn't the case.

 

He leaned back, his head laying back too, "Same," he pursed his lips, "Considering your situation and the fact most of the things that came out of my mouth were either sarcasm and other not so regular stuff, I'm not surprised you get angry fast... If you were like that before, then I don't know what to tell ya. I'd say you should loosen up more. From the beginning, when you first were sitting here, I thought you had a pole in your ass, no offense. You kind of do... But you're not that bad. Like... A German Shepard? Something like that." He wasn't sure what breed Akito would even be. The man just was his own breed. The Akito. It sounds like an actual dog breed, and the same way it sounded, the newborn was. Big, stern but also very cute. "An Akita would make more sense because of the name, but I don't know for sure."

 

He closed his mouth only briefly before throwing out a wild thing to say out of the blue, "If you do want to ask nicely, I'll take you out on a good walk one day. As in I'll take you to work with me. I'm curious to see how you are drunk," he laughed lightly and turned his head to look at Aki, "But I won't do that yet. You're still not ready to go outside and be around people, so in that case, I'll steal a bottle of something tasty and bring it back. What do you say? Want to get drunk for me?" It would take more than a bottle for Hotaru to actually get drunk, but for a newborn, Akito's body still reacted the same way to alcohol as any other human.

 

Hotaru was being friendly, exhausted, but he was being very friendly. He just woke up from a nap and he wasn't about to make himself feel like shit again by forcing himself to be a jackass to Akito when he didn't have it in him at the moment. Doing sexual things even, it didn't seem like he'd do that either... That didn't mean nothing was going on in his cruel treatment. He wasn't going to let the other man feed, that was good enough for Hotaru for now. But he did have to admit, the newborn was holding up exceptionally well. With all the blood he spilled, he came over to him, but just sat there. At the moment, he didn't think much of it besides it being annoying and aggravating. All that blood and Akito didn't even lunge, looking at his condition, it didn't look like he drank much of it all, or not any of it even. His self control with blood was amazing for a newbie.

[Raychu]

Akito snorted, trying to hold back his laughter, but it didn't turn out to well. He held his stomach, laughing but at Hotaru. When he calmed his laughter and breathing, he smiled slightly. "I'm not surprised you think that way, even I see how serious I am sometimes. No offense would be taken to that. It's how I was raised, it's hard to just change that. Complete opposites, you're so carefree, I'm not. I'm a bit jealous you don't worry about every little thing that goes on in your life," he hummed. The comment was funny to him, he never had someone say that directly to his face, though he knew that's what they were thinking. Hotaru didn't hold a thing back, he was just as the newborn's parents used to be, it was amusing to him. "A German Shepard? I don't see it to be honest, but then again, I don't like be referred to as a dog at all." At least the dog that the older vampire chose wasn't so bad, it was better than being referred to as a small dog like a Pomeranian. They were known for their cute factor, the brunette was not cute. Not at all.

 

This was so weird, they were having such normal conversations. They didn't do this before today, perhaps Hotaru's breakdown was kind of good in te end, for both of them. Akito finally got to be serious and apologize with screaming at the top of his lungs over trivial matters. He hoped what he said relieved the raven haired vampire in some way or another. It was going to be odd for him to just leave what happened earlier being left at that, he was curious to know if Hotaru listened. He could just figure that out by studying the other and his interaction's, it was t that big of a deal that he needed to know then. He could wait things out, he was a pretty patient person with those kinds of situations. Waiting was one of the lesser worries he had in everything that went on. He was still stuck here, he didn't leave, he surely was letting himself become completely owned by the other, though the thought didn't bug him as much as before.

 

"Get drunk? Doesn't sound very appealing, I'd rather not," he murmured. He didn't understand why people drank anyway, what was the point of letting yourself become a mindless zombie? Sure, it could cure some sort of stress and sadness, but that was only temporary. That probably was the reason they became addicted, they kept having to have it more and more to keep the problems out. "Is that a demand? Do I have to drink?" He wasn't serious about those questions, but he still asked to keep the conversation going. He probably would try to drink if the other brought something back anyway, he was curious to know how it tasted. Though he didn't want to drink to the level of being a drunken buffoon, that sounded terrible. It gave the other more things to tease him about if he acted ridiculous. It was nice to be able to have a civil conversation with Hotaru for once in his life. He was surely going to savor this moment if it didn't happen again in the future. If it did, that was something to think about. He doubted they could become friends, but they could at least be friendly with one another. There was a boundary that he didn't know if they'd dare to cross. At the end of the day you have to remember why Akito is being holed up in there.

 

The newborn couldn't help but wonder if his comrades ever sent out a search party, he's been gone for quite awhile. He never took this long to complete a mission. Perhaps they just assumed him to be dead, gave small prayer, and went on with their business. It didn't bother him much either, he never made friends with anyone. He had a few acquaintances like his old roommate, but they never truly got along. Everyone saw him as that open serious guy you don't interact with. He'd be more surprised if someone was actually looking for him, which he hoped no one was. He'd rather just be known as dead than be found in his current situation. He would rather stay with Hotaru even if this was some sort of punishment. He still had a roof over his head, able to keep his hygiene up, he just didn't have the provided food. That was okay, he was fine with that, he went through starvation once. He was prepared for how his body was going to react without the needed nutrients blood provided. He would just have to ignore the huger pains, ignore the need to feed. He was capable of at least doing that.

 

"Aren't you tired of sleeping on the couch? I'll take the floor if you want," he randomly blurted it out. He felt kind of bad he was taking the other's bed when he probably deserved it more than the newborn did. "Though you'd have to find something to tie me to, I guess." It wasn't like he was inviting anything to happen, he was just sure the couch wasn't comfortable like the bed was. Was he showing too much compassion now?

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hearing laughter was refreshing to hear, it kept his own smile on his face. Laughing though, it was technically laughing at himself wasn't it? Hotaru was saying how stern he was, that he needed to relax... If Akito was planning on living long, then he might also learn to be more carefree. Worrying about everything around you made it so much harder to enjoy the little things. It made it hard to smile. It gave a man wrinkles... And Akito should laugh more. Seeing him grown so much and look angry, he would of never guessed that his laugh was so brisk and pleasing to his ears.

 

Thinking of something like that didn't make him completely happy though. This person was still THAT person. Hotaru wasn't sure on what to think of him, but he was sure it wasn't completely right in the sense to find his laughter pleasing. Even if he did come up to the conclusion of forgiving Akito, did it mean it was okay to stay being friendly with him at all? It made more sense to let him go since he was no longer being the subject of revenge, not that he was... Akito was still going to get punishment... But if he didn't hate him for what he did anymore, he probably should let him leave. Akito didn't have anywhere to go and what were to happen if hunters found him? He'd get killed. That would seem like a fitting end to someone who killed vampires most of their life though. If Hotaru couldn't kill Akito, it only would be fair that someone else would do it for him. Death for Akito... The older vampire should be okay with that. He should.

 

Hotaru right now was more curious into knowing what kind of drunk Akito would be. He bet he'd make a fool out of himself. He'd be the drunk that still kept their seriousness, but said the weirdest shit... It took a lot of alcohol for Hotaru to be drunk, and when he was drunk, he was twice as bubbly and touchy to the people around him, even if he wasn't being sexual. His friends liked rooting for him to drink and drink and drink because that way, they could get away with doing weird things with him that he normally wouldn't do. Like eat pickles with mustard on them. It was gross but if he was drunk and dared to do it, he'd do it. "I'd say that yes, I'm forcing you to, but because I'm being nicer for right now, Let's say... I'm peer pressuring you to do it, but you don't have to. I think you will though, because-"

 

Akito cut him off to talk about the sleeping arrangements. He lifted his head up and stared at the other man for a little. There he goes again. Being weird and compassionate... "No, Akito, you're going to stay in my room," he reached for the tv remote, "It's more convenient for the kind of punishments you get. And if you ever yell or something, it's the room with the most soundproof foam in the walls... And just..." Clicking on the power, the volume was still super loud because he never turned down the volume, only turned it off. It was the dog commercial again and the booming bark made him jump and press on the volume down button, "Fucking dog...! Not you. Sorry..." He sighed, "Just don't mind it. And I'm sure that nothing else I can possibly find in the house will be able to hold you down properly, so you can sleep without being tied." Anyways, he didn't feel like doing anything to Akito. He said he wasn't going to go in the room. Hotaru broke that rule for a good cause, but that was besides the point. Not going in the room was to hold back from being perverted, he'd just have to not be a slut around him, which might be a lot easier after what happened.

[Raychu]

Akito was curious to know what the other was going to say before he cut him off. Why did Hotaru think he was going to drink? The newborn already planned to just taste the alcohol. He wouldn't let himself go to the extreme level of being drunk. Especially not around the older vampire, this was the only thing this was the only thing he wasn't going to bend on. He gave the other so many things to use against the brunette, but this just wouldn't be one of them. The raven haired had enough of an advantage already, the ex vampire hunter wasn't willing to give him any more by getting drunk. He didn't want to do it in the past, so he wouldn't do it now. Though it was hard to use that, he didn't want anything to do with touching people now he does. That was a different story.

 

"I get it, I'm staying in the room. Not that I mind, I guess," he mumbled. He almost laughed again when Hotaru god scared by the dog, it was his fault for having the television so loud. Though the newborn was irritated that the raven haired man actually thought Akito assumed the other was yelling at him. He still didn't refer to himself as a dog, there was no point in apologizing either when he didn't care who it was towards. Certainly not himself either, he hadn't done anything to anger the other yet. The key word was always yet, he wasn't sure if he did something later on that he didn't know about. The other seeemed to get set off by any little mistake the newborn made, he had to make himself be extremely careful with his words and actions.

 

"What were you going to say before I cut you off? I'm curious to know why you think I'm going to get drunk for you," he hummed. He made sure to pay close attention to his answer, his curiosity was peaked, he needed to know. He would hate it if the other left him hanging, which he might do knowing the brunette asked because he was so intrigued by it. He laid his head back, looking up at the ceiling. Hotaru seemed to tease him like that quite often, he wouldn't be surprised if the other did it to him now. Though he wouldn't show the disappointment if that certain thing did happen, he needed to stop being so clear with his emotions. It was becoming a hassle for him to deal with.

 

"Oh, can I shower sometime today? I feel so gross and dirty," his voice quieting again. He kept changes how loud or quiet he was getting, worried he'd set the other off somehow. He felt dirty partially due to the other practically flinging his blood at him. He didn't just feel gross on his skin, he felt gross underneath, in his mind.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He waved his hand and nodded, changing the channel one station at a time, "Yeah sure, it's fine... You should do it when I leave for work, because if I'm gone, that means I can't come in and surprise you when you're naked." He was frighteningly casual saying that. It was true, one day, he might just feel evil or too curious, come in and look behind the shower curtain, not like Akito could do anything about that. Hotaru could just picture it. He'd be yelled at to get out while having a burning red face, he'd turn around to hide his junk maybe, but then he'd also get a good look at his ass. It would be a win for him in any and every way, a loss for Akito in every way...

 

He coughed, putting the channel on animal planet, a show called Too Cute. He loved kittens and as soon as he saw a tiny, fluffy tabby baby on the screen, he kept it on. "For you being drunk, I think you'd do it for me because for a few reasons. I don't think you'd let my kindness and friendliness go to waste. If I ask you to join me, you might want to do that. You know. To let this calm stuff go on a little longer to pretend we're good friends or something..." Because they weren't friends. They'd never be friends, not even if Hotaru did someday forgive him for real.

 

"Another reason is that with all the shit you've been through, I think you might want to let all those troubles go away with some booze. You won't worry about anything, I promise you... Having a brief time of not having worries is something I think you might want to have." That and if he was drunk, he was sure to be able to see him smile and hear him laugh a few more times. Hotaru could tell smiles and laughing was a special commodity, and he wanted it again for his... Own reasons. He didn't know why exactly.

 

"And finally, because hey, I might actually force you," he chuckled and put down the remote, getting up and going into his luggage bag to get his work clothes so he could change in them, "Drinking isn't even the worst thing I can make you do, Akito, I'm sure you know that... It's more like pressuring you to do something you'll enjoy. And you should ting drunk while you can, because I can't get to that point unless I spend like... A hundred or something on alcohol before getting buzzed. It sucks. But you're not as old as me, you can still get the whole experience." He took off his shirt and put it to the side since he had to wash it, and put on a dark grey button up, but walked in front of Akito before working on the buttons. Because he wasn't going to do them. "Do this for me will you?"

 

He had his phone in his hand, opening it to text that girl he ignored for the time being. Hotaru wasn't trying to make it sexual, he just had to keep doing things that let know Akito he wasn't a free man. Of Akito found it sexual, then he could deal with it in the shower when he left, but he didn't think he was that shameless at this point. Maybe, maybe not. Hotaru wasn't interested, he just went on with texting.

[Raychu]

Akito rolled his eyes at the statement made by Hotaru. He honestly wouldn't care like he did the first time he had to undress in front of the other. Yes, he would still be quite embarrassed, but he wouldn't react so innocently. The raven haired vampire already got to see his everything first hand, it's not like it really mattered as much as it did to him before. He became quite lax on it, surprisingly. Though he wouldn't be able to prevent it, so it's just easier to let that go without a fuss. He knew that all too well, he just had to let himself not get so irritated over it. It would be hard to just let that kind of thing go, but he'd do it in the end.

 

That wasn't completely true, he would deny the kindness if he was forced to do things he didn't want to. "I don't want to pretend we're anything. Definitely not friends," he muttered. That was a stab at him that he didn't want. Hotaru didn't personally know he used to live in his own illusions to make himself happy, and the other surely wouldn't care. But it was something Akito would avoid to do ever again, it only made his life a lot worse. Drinking to pretend they were friends? It would only make things harder for him. The older vampire would just have to deal with him not drinking.

 

Hotaru did bring up a good point that he had a lot going on, but it wasn't enough to drive him to wanting to get drunk. It was just wishful thinking on the other's part at this point, it wasn't happening. Unless the other wanted to shove a bottle down his throat, which he could see the raven haired vampire doing, he would not allow himself to get drunk. It wasn't that big of a deal, yet the other seemed to make it more of a deal than it needed to be. He just didn't see why he needed to get drunk for the other, it wasn't even worth how much effort he was putting into trying to make Akito drink.

 

Akito coughed, the whole drinking idea was stupid to begin with. "You try to sell me this whole drinking thing, then you say you're going to force me, but then you try to sell it to me again. You'd make a great salesman, you got their work ethics down," he spoke in a neutral tone. It wasn't meant to be nice or rude, it was just said. Hotaru could take it any way he wanted, the newborn really didn't care. He was over the whole feelings party they had, and now to this, it was becoming old. "Like I said, I don't want to get drunk. I have no reason to get drunk. Even if I do have a lot of shit going on in my life, I'm not using alcohol as an escape. That's ridiculous."

 

"Alright. You should be doing this yourself," he mumbled. He started to button up the boy's shirt quickly, pushing the phone out of his way when it was in front of one the buttons he needed to do. "At least help me out by putting that dreadful thing down." Akito worked his way around the phone, finishing the buttons. He really did show his submission without much of a fight, even if it was embarrassing him to the full. He was irritated that the other made him button up his shirt, to him, that was just being lazy.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"No, you got it," he said as he texted, dropping his phone to the side when he finished sending his message and when Akito finished with his buttons, then ruffled Akito's head, "Okay, but still. I expect you to at least try something all on your own... Even if I do end up forcing you anyways... Maybe your tastebuds have changed since the last time you had something go down your throat." Hotaru picked up a thin black tie and wrapped it under his collar, "If you really don't like it, then I'll just give you a juice box like the child you are. Only the real adults drink. If you don't drink, yeah. Juice box for Aki-chan."

 

Touching his neck, the bare surface reminded him about something, looking at Akito's neck. The collar he wasn't wearing. Hotaru really didn't want to wear it and he was willingly ready to risk the possibility of Yuu being at the bar over wearing that thing like a dog. What was that man thinking giving him a collar? One with studs on them for that matter. There was no class in that. Even more so! Hotaru wasn't something someone can own!! Yuu knew that more than anyone else, but he really did think that he had some fraction of a chance in being the special person to tame the wild animal that was Hotaru. He rolled his eyes thinking about it.

 

Picking up the matching vest, he laughed, his phone ringing seconds after, "No, no. Wait. Maybe chocolate milk? Strawberry milk? Banana milk? Whatever you want, I'll make sure to get some and pack you a lunch," he was just being mean just to be taunty. Akito would have to get fully used to this or else his fuse would run short and become ash too quickly. "And a dog bowl so you have somewhere to eat it. I'll get one for you... And a leash to go with it. It would all match your collar, don't worry." Going from calling the newborn a child, to a dog... Calling him little things was entertaining because Akito clearly didn't like it.

 

"Now shh. Your master is on a phone call," he smiled and picked it up so Akito wouldn't retaliate back immediately. It was the same girl who texted him, calling to ask if he would come to a small hang out session at her place with other friends. Thankfully Claire didn't know Yuu well, so he wouldn't expect him there. Which meant his doggy could keep his collar on the whoooole night.

[Raychu]

Akito pushed the hand away from his head, tempted to slap it. He would've, but he was trying to keep the situation calm and remain calm himself. He didn't want to deal with anymore fights, he was already in a good mood for once... or a kind of good mood. It was good but it dropped a bit as Hotaru decided to irritate him with simple words. "Then I'll take the juice box, make sure it's apple juice. I like apple juice a lot actually. But I personally think children drink more often than adults," he mumbled. He wasn't going to pick a fight over a petty thing like drinking, it just wasn't worth it. "Maybe I'll try something, maybe I won't. But I'm not getting drunk, end of discussion." He honestly sounded like his parents when they lectured him over something. That made him sound a lot more stupid, oh well. He was already stupid looking anyway.

 

His blood was boiling, his brows furrowing, he knew this game all too well. He didn't say anything, he took deep breaths, letting it go. It didn't bother him that much, he was fine with Hotaru's childish games. He just had to keep reminding himself of that and he'd be good. The other knew it got to him so easily, he honestly was like a child. A child to a dog, the other just couldn't keep his mind straight with how he was going to tease the other could he? Though Akito would prefer being called a child than a dog, at least a child was still a human. A dog, well a dog was a dog. He didn't want to be compared to an animal, which he was constantly having to deal with. Hotaru knew the best way to push his buttons, and he did it so well. The raven haired vampire was random with the times he decided to poke at the newborn, he couldn't pin down when the other would attack.

 

The call was taken as Hotaru decided to shush the newborn vampire. Now he felt tempted to retaliate, the other was comparing him to a child and a dog. Neither of them were ever quiet when a phone call was taken, small children and dogs alike didn't know manners that well. He was one of them who was extremely disruptive when people were on the phone, until he got screamed at for it. He decided trying to talk a lot was pointless, he really didn't need to say much either. He just wanted to go against being shushed, one word was enough to do that. Though he needed to hurry before the other ended the phone call. He got up from the couch, walking over, leaning closely to the phone so the other person on the line could hear. "Woof," he spoke in a loud tone before heading down the hall to the bathroom. "I'm taking the collar of when I get it, I can feel my neck getting sweaty. It'll be put back on don't worry," he spoke louder than he was willing before, hoping both of the people heard him. Though was a childish way or retaliating, it was all he had work with.

 

The door closed behind him, stripping himself of the clothes on his body. He had to twist around the collar to see the buckle to undo it, the rubbing causing and burning feeling on his neck. Once he got it undone, he put it gently on the counter. He wasn't lying when he said he put it back on. He just needed to clean his neck that had been under it. The collar was leather, it might've ruined in the shower if he had brought it in. He was doing a good thing by taking it off. He turned on the water, getting in, closing the curtain. He didn't wait until the other left, but that's because he wanted out of Hotaru's presence after Akito got heated for no reason. He just closed his eyes, letting the water wash over him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Ah, who was that?" The girl on the line asked in a laugh, perfectly hearing Akito, especially his woof.

 

Hotaru smiled and glanced over at a clock on the wall, "I adopted a new pet. Very cute," he chimed, "Still needs some training though."

 

The two of them continued to talk, the vampire continuing to get dressed while keeping the phone to his ear. The other girl he talked on the phone with was annoying and too obviously interested in him... Claire was nice, she was fun and more closely reminded Hotaru of himself. So. In response to her invitation, he agreed without hesitation. Spending some time away from home was exactly what he wanted and he'd be silently thanking the woman for taking him away for drinks and some friendly playtime with other friends.

 

Still, there was work to do. Hotaru left the house and had made his way to work on foot. The cold was still bitter, his scarf staying over half of his face the entire time he walked, his soft, gloved hands staying deep in the pockets of his coat in attempt to stay warm and close to his body, his double layered legs walking as fast as they could to get back indoors as soon as possible with no extra moments to spare. When he got there, the bar wasn't open yet, his job being to wipe down tables to make sure they're clean and do some stock checking with another coworker. When the establishment did open, people started coming in and in just a few hours, it was as fun and lively as it normally was. Monday. Everyone hated that day, so lots of people let themselves have a lot to drink so they can relax, some people were... weird. He absolutely hated the people who would stay glued to the tv that had football playing, they were really loud and if a game didn't go well, there was a good chance of someone crying and being a nuisance.

 

An hour before midnight, Claire stopped by the bar just in time for Hotaru to be leaving, glad he didn't have to wait any longer to have something really fun start. Thankful to be around a decent female friend of his own, he was two times as glad to have two more girls back at her house and one girl he didn't figure out was actually a guy until they took their shirt off. Why did the shirt come off? Strange things tend to happen at midnight when weirdos, alcohol and some slight drugs are thrown into the equation... Akito was completely off his mind here, talking, joking and playing around was the best remedy for a full mind that has yet to fail the old vampire. Fun, chill distractions were the best kinds of distractions, Hotaru was sure everyone in the world, every generation, could agree on all together.

 

Ironically talking about getting drunk with the newborn at home, Hotaru was the one in that situation. He didn't do anything wild at all, in fact, shorty after he was buzzed, he knocked out completely out of exhaustion, it being so early in the morning that the sun was practically about to come up...

 

"Hotaru? Hotaaaarruuu...?" The redhead, Claire, poked and prodded the vampire's cheek and his shoulder. She worried if maybe he had something to do on his day off, because it was actually starting to get late. 6pm. It was already dark again.

 

The man had been like a log, unmoving and hard to move the whole day, Claire didn't let Hotaru sleep in her bed, she just couldn't manage to carry him off. "Hotaruuu Hotaaaaru," he groaned back, half asleep with his eyes opening.

 

Claire giggled and rubbed his chest, "Its late. You can either keep sleeping or go home. I just wanted to check, ya know?"

 

"EEuh..." The vampire got up, seeing the digital clock at the side read 6:13PM, "Holy shit."

 

"Holy shit is right. You getting up, bub? Didn't you say you had a dog to take care of, Hottie?" Hottie being Hotaru's nickname for him, she asked with a small smirk, because the pet she was mentioning wasn't necessarily a real dog.

 

Hotaru licked his dry lips, nodding and looking down, "Yeah, but its k... Can you drive me back home?"

 

Nodding, the girl stood up straight, her wavy hair up in a cute ponytail, "Yeah sure. Only if you tell me who this new dog is though. You actually got yourself a boyfriend?"

 

"What? No! Haha!" He laughed, getting up and stretching like he always did when he woke up, "No. But he is staying over the house and he's my bitch and all. Its great."

 

"Haha! Yeah? Sounds like fun then. Introduce me sometime, maybe we'll have a threesome if he's willing." Being alright with casually bringing up a threesome... she was the only girl he knew who wasn't afraid to sound like a slut. Again, it reminded him of himself.

 

Hotaru led the way to the door to get his shoes, ready to leave since he didn't take anything here with him, "Maybe. But until I know, I'd like it if you didn't stop by my place. Nothing against you though, I swear."

 

"Aww. Okay though. Its fine. There are more willing people in the world," Claire laughed, taking her keys, "How'd you two meet?"

 

"At the bar. He needed a place to stay, so I offered to let him come over for as long as he needed. Which is why he's my dog now," he smirked.

 

"Pppff. Very interesting, Hottie... Now lets go, I'm hanging out with those girls again soon... And by the way, the blondie happened to be very interested in you."

 

They left, bundled up for the cold. Hotaru barely remembered the faces from last night let alone their names, "And blondie was...?"

 

"Chiyo," she hit the vampires butt, "I know things were crazy, but remembering a girls name will do you good things in the long run, playboy."

 

Hotaru rolled his eyes with a smile and at that, the conversation went far quieter, falling asleep lightly in the car once more on the way back home... There was no way he could say any time tonight that he was tired in any way, literally sleeping more than half of the day away in bed. And this was his free day. What a waste!

 

Coming in through the door not long after, he sighed, but then put on a wide smile, "Akiitoooo?!"

[Raychu]

Akito didn't get out of the shower until thirty minutes after Hotaru had left. He stayed in till the steamy hot water became cold, even a bit after that. The shower just calmed him, making him zone out. Once he was done, he dried his hair the best he could with a towel, and got dressed, that included putting that dreadful collar back on. Seeing Hotaru had left made him feel lonely, but the newborn knew he wasn't the only thing the older vampire had to deal with. The younger vampire expected the other to be back by the time he woke up from his needed nap. He headed into the room, dropping himself on the bed, closing his eyes. It didn't take long for sleep to overtake him, he hasn't be able to rest properly the night before. This was only helping him somewhat catch up in case the other vampire decided to the same thing again. Which the brunette really hoped he didn't.

 

His eyes shot open, looking around the dark room. He got up, walking out as he yawned. He didn't know what time it was, but he assumed it was late enough for the other to finally return. He was wrong. He looked practically everywhere for Hotaru to see that he was not there. The older vampire was probably with the person on the phone, Akito knew the other wanted socialization outside of the house, outside of having to deal with this new pest that had invaded his home. The newborn knew this very well, the other had displayed it many of times. He wasn't bothered by this, he decided to just go back to bed, assuming the raven haired vampire would be back by sometime mid morning.

 

Time had gone by so quickly, it was late in the morning, nearly the afternoon. Akito started pacing the house, going crazy without Hotaru around. He was aware how much he truly resembled a dog. He was panicked when his master had not returned, unable to go out and see for himself. He wanted Hotaru back at that moment, not just to cure his boredom, but he needed to be around the pesky vampire to calm himself down. He didn't stop moving, hearing his own clock tick in his head. His insanity clock, the time which he'd literally start freak get out worse than this. Without the older vampire around to constantly bug him, he was losing it. He needed the useless chatter, the sexual comments, he needed the smell, he needed Hotaru. The silence was killing him, he was so lonely. He truly was a dog.

 

The day was nearly passing by so slowly, Hotaru still not returning. Akito decided to take a small nap, waking to no one being there but him like two times before. He hissed when he felt a pain stab him in the stomach. Why now? Why did his hunger pains have to start now? He wasn't in the right mind to ingore them, he was dying without having the other around. Then a thought struck him, did the raven haired vampire decide to go on vacation without saying anything? That might be the case, by then he was sure he'd completely go crazy. He rolled around in bed holding his stomach, the pains growing stronger. He had been hungry for too long now, his body needed something before it shut down like before. He just needed to beg for a little bit of blood right? It wasn't shameful because he needed it to survive, right? Of course that was a lie, but Akito didn't know how else to get it from Hotaru besides begging now. He knew that's exactly what the other wanted, he could get a treat out of doing it.

 

The pain only got stronger, ten times stronger. It was like since he finally got a taste of blood,the hunger pains worsened because it wanted it that much more. He was starting to believe had no choice but to beg Hotaru for blood, his only worry was when the other would be back. He was willing to give up his pride, he couldn't wait anymore, both of the vampires knew it would come to this. Akito just hated to admit how weak he was becoming for the other. He was sure if it was another vampire he wouldn't do anything this extreme for them. It was only Hotaru, the boy who was like a disease, clouding his mind.

 

The door clicked open, causing Akito to spring from the bed. He clutched his stomach in pain, the sudden movements only made it worse. At this point it was either beg or at some point he would attack the other for the needed food. Yeah, he'd rather beg. Peeking out from the room, he sighed in relief to see it was actually his master. "You're back, I don't even care what took you so long," he mumbled. He clicked his tongue at what he was about to do, ready to change his mind, but he didn't. It was only Hotaru who'd ever get to see him like this. The newborn dropped to his knees, crawling out of the room on all fours like a dog. Pain shot through his stomach as he stretched it a bit too much, the exact reason why he needed to beg. He stopped in front of Hotaru, sitting down, looking up at him. His eyes full of want, want that stared right though the older vampire.

 

"Hotaru," he breathed out, his voice desperate. He hadn't even said the worst part yet and he was already feeling his cheeks heat up from embarrassment, truly pathetic. Pain hit his stomach again, causing him to wince, not once breaking eye contact. "I'm really hungry, please just let me have some blood. It can be... one little drop for all I care! Just something, p-please. Please... Hotaru. I need... it. I need you." He had no idea why the last part came out the way it did, but he didn't care. He was ready to bury his face in his hands with shame, this damaged everything he held onto way too much. He gripped his stomach, easing the pain a little. "Please..."

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru was shocked to come home to Akito actually crawling to him like a dog, the vampire staring at him with his smile turning into an O as he came closer. He already called and considered him a dog, but wow. He was going the extra mile to keep that image in his head, and saying that this new image hadn't gave him a tingle in his dick, he'd be lying so hard. Hotaru wanted to know what the special circumstance was for this treat, but him begging gave him the answer... Those choice words. "Hotaru", "I need it", "I need you"... He pulled off his scarf and kept it in his clutch, the grin on his face coming back on as a fully formed smirk of the devil.

Akito is.... begging? He is begging!

 

That blush on his face, the patheticness and embarrassment was so fresh on his face that he had to lower his hand to his dog and touch his flaming cheek. So warm, truly embarassed out of his mind. He must have been so hungry this whole time. Being here all alone, he must have gone a little crazy if he got to this point so quick when he got back home. He dared not to complain though. He. Dared. Not. "My poor, poor puppy..."He then patted Akito's head, "So hungry you look. Didn't your master feed you before leaving? No? Oh my goodness..." He walked away taking off his coat to put away, "I bet you don't even know how cute you look right now. And youre not even in the position to testify again calling you cute! My goodness gracious, this is such a great thing to come home to Aki-chan. Thank you..."

 

"As for the blood I give..." he turned away from the closet, stripping off of that vest quickly and undoing the tie, "I won't give you anything until I get what I want. Come close, Aki-chan." Purring, he took his hand to his mouth, biting the nail of his thumb in his excitement, "I asked you to do my buttons when I left... Now take them off. And don't you look away from me or else you don't get a drop, Aki-chan." He spent all night with a bunch of cute girls, one guy passing as a girl but thats not the point here, Hotaru wanted to take more of the male role now. Funny how he told Claire that his dog was a bitch, because now he really did want to make Akito his real bitch.

[Raychu]

Akito watched the grin turn into a condescending smirk. All the power he had just given Hotaru, only for some blood, he couldn't even describe how pathetic he was. The newborn already felt like an idiot for begging after all he's worked his way through, but something snapped within him mentally. Feeling the cool hand on his warm cheek made him lean into the touch, it wasn't as embarrassing as what he had just done. He hated the dog act the other put on, but it went the worst he could bring up either. He could start relentlessly teasing the newborn, poking at his already shattered pride. Being told thank you, it seemed odd to thank the brunette, but he wouldn't question it. At least it was a thank and not some insult, he'd take that any day. His stomach pain seemed to worsen, making him feel like he was going to vomit on the floor. He clutched his stomach as his eyes followed ten other's every movements.

 

Crawling closer towards Hotaru, Akito slowly got to his feet, able to reach the other's buttons. It wasn't that hard for him to keep his eyes locked on Hotaru, his problem lied within the smell. He couldn't turn away from it, making it the only thing to fill his senses. He mouth started watering at the thought of the blood. He kept his dark red eyes on the olde vampire's face, not once looking away from him. He started to undo the buttons slowly from top to button. His hands didn't fumble once, but he was slow about doing it, wanting to drag on time. When he finished the buttons, he immediately dropped back to his knees, eager to see if he was going to get any blood or not. If the other declined him he'd continue to beg, he needed it or within the next few days he might be as good as dead. His eyes still staring straight at Hotaru, refusing to take them off. He was told he couldn't look away, he figured that meant even when he was done with the buttons.

 

The insanity clocked in Akito's head sped up, it was working fast. First he was left alone for so long, then his hunger pains started up. He wanted attention from all the time Hotaru had been gone, knowing he shouldn't even want to be near the other, but he was desperate for something. Even if he didn't get food he'd beg for attention. He wouldn't care what kind either, he just wanted something. The newborn couldn't pin down what that something was, but he knew he wanted it. He definitely wanted food, that was sure. His stomach was screaming at him to find a source, a meal for him to feast upon. He was always near someone who could give him blood, whether he got it or not was the problem. He didn't know if he could handle going without the food anymore, his body felt weak and tried from simple movements. His stomach would stab him every time he made the wrong move. He was at a loss now, this was the only thing he could do.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Good boooy," he patted his head again, grabbing his cheek playfully right afterwards, "Being so good for me... You're really hungry, huh? You just want to bite right into me and drink up as much as you can... Because you know I taste good. I taste better than you ever imagined me to be like. Isn't that right?" Akito never has given Hotaru this much power over him, nother he done so far ever came close to this and Hotaru can show the newborn how much he really enjoyed having power over other people. Yes, because that collar never belonged on him. It belonged on Akito, the rightful place for a dog collar to be. Hotaru wouldn't say he had a superiority complex... he doesn't. He loved himself more than anything else, more than sex, but he didn't think of himself highly except when power was allowed to fall into his hands like right now. "Poor puppy. So hungry. Why can't your master just feed you already? Well for one. You forgot one of the buttons you know..."

 

He took his hand down to his pants, clicking open the belt that was locked on his waist and popping open the silver button of his pants as he bit the thumb in his mouth. The bite wasn't enough to draw a flow blood, but after biting it, he squeezed the mark, a drop of blood pooling like a raindrop dew, looking at the red dot for a moment, then drew his eyes down at his dog, "How does it smell, Aki-chan? You're mouth is watering, I bet... Bring your face closer to here," he narrowed his rosy red eyes, pulling his zipper down, tilting his gently bleeding thumb to the side, that ball of blood about to fall under the pressure of gravity, "And then open your mouth up. And hold out your tongue... Hurry before it goes to the floor, my puppy."

 

Hotaru wondered if he was still high. Or was he still dreaming? This was just so good. Almost too good... No, fuck that. This is real. Akito's finally given me something I really want. What he wanted wasn't necessarily him begging, but it was apart of it. He's wanted Akito to give up his fight and become dependent on Hotaru for blood to the point of him going crazy. And Akito had to have gotten quite crazy for him to walk out here on all fours and look up at him like a loyal mutt's one and only master. And damn was he tragically cute doing it. That flare in his face was great to see, the color of "Fuck me, I hate this, but I have no choice." Nobody he's slept with was able to pull of such a thing because even if they were begging, it was to be touched, or to be allowed to touch. This on the other hand was begging for his blood, something Akito literally needed to survive. It was genuine.

[Raychu]

Akito leaned into the touch again, disappointed Hotaru stopped so soon. If he were a dog, his tail would be wagging from all the praise that was being given. Akito could only nod his head as an answer when ten other brought up the taste. The raven haired vampire was spot on, when the newborn got his first taste of the blood he was shocked. He didn't think vampires blood even tasted that good, apparently he was wrong. Now he wanted it more than ever, he needed it. Not just because he was hungry, he really wanted to taste the sweet blood once more. He could've left the apartment to go find himself a quick and easy meal, but he stayed there, waiting patiently. He stayed, even willing to beg for it it because it was Hotaru's blood. It was top quality without him even trying to compare it to other's, he only wanted the older vampire's blood now, nothing else. His sanity already vanished long ago, he just didn't realize until now.

 

He felt impatient, wanting the blood then. Hotaru seemed to drag out his patience by undoing the button on his pants, upset that he was using that button to his advantage. He as told to undo the shirt buttons, not every single button on his body. The newborn's lips formed into a pout, which quickly changed when the drop of red blood was about to fall into the floor. Even if it did, he'd still try to lick it up. He quickly moved closer, opening his mouth, sticking his tongue out, he shuddered when he felt the little drop of blood hit his tongue, making him want more. He swallowed without sticking his tongue back in, nor being ordered to do so yet. His drool started running down the side of his face as he most his mouth open. He was tough to listen to everything the vampire in front of him had to say, no complaints or fights. All he had in his mind now was blood.

 

Tired of waiting, he stuck his tongue back in his mouth, savoring the little amount of blood he had received. It wasn't enough to cease he pain, but it was enough to end his desire for it. Though, the pain in his stomach was a little more than he could take still. Akito didn't even ask for permission when he leaned his face into Hotaru's crotch, rubbing against. He didn't even know why he was don't anymore, he just seemed to be acting on impulse. One of those being how much he wanted to touch the raven haired vampire, the demon in front of him. He just founding help himself anymore. "Hotaru," his voice needy, though he couldn't say for what it was, he just felt like the other knew what he wanted.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hotaru moaned at his needy voice, as if the rubbing wasn't enough to get him turned on, "Aki-chan," he said back, but only as a mock, "You... You're being a very good boy," a brief laugh cracked out of his smile, "Ahaha... Ho... oh damn..." He couldn't even laugh properly, he was so distracted by Akito's odd, but sexy behavior. He was so desperate, so hungry... "Come, boy, come here. Come here~" He pushed Akito off away from his crotch and hurried to his couch where he sat down, opened his legs and waved his bleeding thumb as if to coarse the newborn to follow as if he really was an animal instead of a person, "Akito wants to suck me doesn't he?" Just like what Akito did, Hotaru didn't specify what exactly the newborn would be sucking, the open legs and the blood being invitations for very two different forms of sucking.

 

"Stay on your fours Aki-chan," he directed, "Take off my shoes. My socks. And remove my pants, then I'll give you a greater reward, my cute pet." Hotaru brought his thumb back to his mouth, licking over his thumb and right over the bead of blood that was forming at the surface of the small puncture again, "If Aki-chan does very good, I'll let him drink from my neck... maybe." Winking, he applied more pressure to his thumb, letting twice as much blood ball up above the bite, "But then again, you said you didn't care if it was a little bit right? So I don't have to allow you to have my neck. Doggy has to take some more initiative to please his master if he wants something like that..." Smiling a tad more innocently like a fox who totally didn't just steal a hen from the coop, Hotaru licked the blood from him again. Teasing his dog.

 

He has never been in the situation of starvation, not in the same way Akito was in that is. He knew how it might feel, to have the smell of blood in the air, your body wanting it so bad you start to drool and grow desperate for the satisfaction only that warm blood can satisfy. To imagine it be teased in front of you like he was doing to Akito... All those feelings must be amplified ten fold. He was sure about that, because just look at the newborn. He was drooling, doing so much as to rub his crotch with his fucking face. He was mindless, a mindless, starving, desperate newborn that would do anything to get rid of the pain of hunger in his stomach. Hotaru wanted to see how much he could push that mindlessness inside of the ex hunter...

[Raychu]

Akito crawled towards the couch like he be been told to do. He didn't even care about the neck comment, it sounded good, but he just wanted a little. He was so intent on making other happy he kept forgetting about his his pride and shame. he slowly undid the shoes, making sure not to let his hands shake and mess up. He slid the shoes off, setting them nearly to the side. Next were the socks, which he was just as slow about, but he was making no mistakes. His mind was so full of the blood, he was afraid he'd mess up. Last was the pants, it made his breath become quicker as he thought about it. All he wanted to do was touch Hotaru, now he'd had a chance just by doing this small thing. He got on his knees, grabbing the other's pants, sliding them down. It took plenty of tugs to get them out from underneath the other, showing he wasn't going to help in anyway. He neatly folded the pants, placing them down gently once they were removed.

 

His eyes wandered the pale legs that belonged to Hotaru, really wanting to sink his teeth into them. Akito leaned in, licking the thigh of the other, scraping his teeth lightly against it, and sucking on the flesh. He didn't break the skin, he was too gentle for that. His mind wasn't just being clouded by hunger anymore, he felt himself listing after the raven haired vampire lido before, except he actually did something abouf it this time. He moved down the thigh, back to nuzzling his nose into the older vampire's crotch. "Hotaru, I don't want the blood," he mumbled. He had said the name that belonged to the other so many times, his voice getting more desperate each time. He was sure he was being painfully obvious about what he wanted now. He dousing even attempt to stop himself, he didn't care to either. It was too late, he dug his own grave.

 

Everything he had been avoiding up until this point was letting himself completely give in to the other, let his desires overtake him. It was pointless, sooner or later they both knew Akito had to give up at some point. It just happened to be sooner than he had expected it to be. The newborn wouldn't complain though, he was being treated better than when he constantly fought. If he had to beg for this much attention then so be it. It was too late to turn back on the oath he had taken, it would be wrong to try. He had already chosen the path of submitting himself to Hotaru, long before he, himself even knew it. Didn't matter now, it happened, he'd just go along with it. Like he usually did.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Happily watching Akito perform the tasks he dictated over, his eyebrows raising in satisfaction as his loyal pet still continued to be so good as to fold his pants up. What a good dog he has... He felt so royal like this. Sitting and having, practically, a slave do everything he said, it was so empowering and he loved it, he hasn't had an actual other slave in a long time, and Akito was a lot more well behaved than the Irish one he had back in the 16th century. Hotaru back leaned off like a king in his throne while his legs were silently admired, sighing with pleasure when he felt a lick and sucked on his thigh. He worried about if Akito would bite, after all biting was probably exactly what he.... Wanted...

 

"Hotaru, I don't want the blood." he says.

 

 

Maybe not.

 

It wasn't what he wanted.

 

The way it was spoken gave him a slight chill, hoping Akito didn't notice the gleam of frisk in his eyes from it. "... Oh?" Usually his "oh"s were used for sarcasm, but actually, his time, it was a real "oh" of "I didn't fucking know that". Akito didn't want the blood. He didn't want it? Had he really gone mad being here by himself? Lusting over him was an effect he knew was inevitable, he was THE Hotaru. Though it was kind of wrong to have such a claim on the name since he hasn't had that name from birth, it was just one he liked a lot and kept for the longest time... But he was the Hotaru!! Of course Akito would find such attraction to him, but now he was saying the blood wasn't what he wanted. Yes, the newborn wanted his fucking blood too, he was starving, but he was pushing aside that hunger because the real thing he was desperate for was him? Alright then. Still, that meant he had the thing that Akito wanted, which is the only thing that mattered right now. Blood, to be touched, to be allowed to touch... Whatever it was, he was going to be the moderator of that. He wouldn't go over board this time, no, because that gave himself problems, it made him hate himself.

 

"Well," he smiled, pulled his black tie off from his neck and draped it around Akito's neck while keeping ahold on it's ends, pulling Akito's head closer to the erection under his underwear, the bulge hard and pressing under the black fabric, "That's flattering to hear, Aki-chan. But know this, you'll never get it all. Never ever... But there? Down there between my legs, you can do whatever you want. Take off my boxers Aki-chan, and show me if you learned anything from when I gave you masturbation material sucking that dick of yours."

[Raychu]

Akito was a little shocked that the other, instead of shoving him off once more, he told him to do as he pleased. The newborn immediately started tugging at the boxers, taking just as much effort as the pants because once again, the other refused to even lift his hips. Like the pants, he folded the boxers neatly, setting them on top of the folded pants. He did it because he hated the idea of making a mess, especially with clothes that could easily be folded. He didn't do that to prove anything to Hotaru, though he didn't know, the brunette knew this was the case. It was a natural habit to fold his clothes, dirty or clean, it didn't matter. He could fit more dirty clothes into a laundry basket if he folded them. It was something he did naturally after awhile, though it seemed like it put the other on a higher horse than he was, wanting to knock him off. Too late, he was already in the middle of something to fight about silly things like folding clothes.

 

Intimidated, that's what Akito felt, the other having so much power over him. He stared at the hardened cock in front of him, unsure of what to do. Hotaru should already know that the newborn didn't do anything like this before. He leaned in, licking from the shaft up. He tried to recall what the other had done for him the first time, usnrue what eh did exactly. The brunette was either not paying attention, or he was too in the mood to care. It would've been nice to try and learn if he knew he'd be in the same situation now. He opened his mouth, taking Hotaru's dick into his mouth. The newborn felt himself open his jaw wider than he normally would, not wanting to accidently nick the other with his teeth, knowing he wasn't even sure he knew what to do. He started to move his head down, trying to take it all in, until he couldn't. His gag reflex wasn't as sensitive as most, but ti still existed if you over did something like that. He started to bob his head, trying to keep a rhythm going, sliding his tongue roughly against.

 

Sooner or later he felt himself get into the movements, just letting himself do what eh was doing naturally. He would push his limits, trying to take it further and further each time he went down, pushing against his gag reflex. He could almost take all of it in his mouth, just not the entire length. He rubbed his hands on the thighs, trying to keep himself distracted for the irritation coming from his throat. He felt like he was going to cough or vomit, but he suppressed the urge, just focusing on what eh was doing. He couldn't tell if he was doing a terrible job or a good one, all he knew was this was new for him, he was doing the best he could with what little teachings he had.

[Coffee-Tastic]

There was no point in pretending like this was one of the best blows in his life, it wasn't. The newborn was doing this like he had no idea what he was doing, and even if he got an example, there was no way he would ever match over a thousand years in practice. This was Akito's first time doing this and he only watched Hotaru do it once. The older vampire wasn't expecting something great in the skill, what he was loving was having Akito do his best to suck him off and try to deep throat him on his first try. So bold of him, he'd give him a small applause if it would be awkward to start clapping right in the middle of this. The vampire was already turned on and despite the lack of technique, which might make this a disappointing blow job to other people, there was no going back. He wouldn't even allow Akito to stop until he finished what he started.

 

Wet, warm, the tongue pressing on him, watching the newborn do his best, Hotaru moaned smoothly, licking his lips and then biting his bottom lip with pleasure riddled breathes freely coming out. Quiet was something he was not when it came to these things. Hearing himself was a thing he liked, even in normal conversation, when he heard himself like this, it made himself feel good too! Too good to be normal for that matter. There wasn't too many normal things Hotaru did in the first place though. His noises were rarely faked, It made himself feel good and the other person too hopefully. Akito said he wanted to gag him, which, well, he's never been gagged before because people liked hearing him and had no complaints. If a gag was in his mouth, the only thing he could imagine was groaning and moaning around... Was that what Akito wanted? That dog...

 

Anyways, what kind of praise do dogs like? Not clapping. Petting. "Feels nice, Aki-chan. Good boy, a very good boy," Hotaru brushed his hand over his cheek gently, careful not to interrupt his sucking, and brought it into his hair, tousling his dark brown hair with his petite fingers, "Ahh... Y-Yeah. Such a good doggie, Aki-chan..." With a chuckle, he tilted his head, his fingers combing his hair, "when I come, puppy, I want you to swallow all of it for me, then open your mouth to show me you did it. Don't worry. My blood isn't the only thing that tastes good..." Fact: eating fruits made his semen taste great, and Hotaru loved fruits, especially grapes and strawberries.

[Raychu]

Akito didn't like the touch, he was trying to focus on this stupid thing he was supposed to be doing. Why has he initiated this again? Right, he really wanted to touch Hotaru, that meant he was desperate to do anything. He could tell he wasn't doing a great job, at least he was trying. Hearing the praise didn't make him want to complete the task he decided to take on, it made him want to stop. It's not that his senses were clearing and he didn't like this, no, he did. He knew how bad of a job he was doing, the praise only feeling like some sort of insult. Adding salt to the opened wound as they would say. Though his wound being his pride, the other just got to mock him whenever he felt like. Of course the newborn didn't like this treatment, but he did. He could never make up his mind on what he liked or disliked, everything seemed to clash with one another. His feelings clashing with his desires, it wasn't fair. He just wanted something within himself to give instead of take all the energy he had left.

 

He kept trying his best, wanting to do something right. He was ready give up, his neck tiring from so much movement, but he didn't. He kept going with everything he had, he knew this must feel horrible. Akito felt a bit of sympathy for the other, knowing how much he must suck compared to others. It made him a little envious thinking about who else got to lay with Hotaru, some possessiveness coming from him. If he was going to be treated like a dog, then bed behave all the way. He'd be a dog with separation anxiety, jealously included and all. Sure, it was silly for him to actually care about such trivial things such as that, it didn't bother him that much that Hotaru slept with other people, it wasn't his life. It only bothered him when he was being neglected for it, not that the other would care.

 

The movements quickened, wanting everything from Hotaru. He truly was curious to see how the cum tasted, since the other decided to toot his own horn for it. Akito remembered thinking it would be gross when he watched the other do it for him, maybe he was wrong. Maybe it did taste good, maybe it was preference, all he knew was that he wasn't going to get a choice in the matter. He was told to do it, so he would. It made him want to try harder, not having to sit here all night trying to get it. This was boring and it hurt. Nothing sexy about it, but then again, he was stilly highly inexperienced. Nothing looked good to him like that.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Akito could feel as possessive as he wanted, he was right about Hotaru not caring about how it made him feel that he would neglect him just to spend time with other people... he already did that two times, with Yuu and then when he was with Claire. Anyone trying to posses Hotatu were innocently pitiful. These people didn't know he was a vampire, there was no use in trying to desperately keep something that would last longer than them. And being too attached to a human was bad for obvious reasons... Unless a vampire was willing to turn their partner into a vampire, the gread odds are that their love would die. It would be too depressing, Hotaru didn't like that. Roaming around in the world, being one place for a around ten years or slightly less, then moving onto the next, and the next... its how it worked and Hotaru wasn't going to be turning anybody into vampires just because he wanted a travel buddy or if they felt like they should claim him on any kind of romantic level. In Akito's case, he'll probably just get bored of him and let him go off on his own when he was ready.

 

The faster motions of his blowing were what he needed to make him stop talking, getting too deep in the mood to continue pestering and teasing the new born like a dog. Hotaru closed his eyes, and smacked his lips closed, groaning and moaning in his mouth with his hand slipping out of his hair and grabbing his shoulder instead. With his eyes closed though, he was clearly imagining a flustered, shy Akito down in his crotch as if he hadn't actually closed his eyes in the first place. If only Akito could let him hear his moans... he would have appreciated that. It was such an authentic thing to hear him do it too. The kind of person Aki was, he wouldn't allow himself to moan or any such thing similar to that in order to protect his pride. When he heard it. It was like drinking the finest wine...

 

Hotaru took a deep breath and slightly curved his back upward in his face becoming just as expressive of his pleasure as he did previously when he touched himself, "Aki...chan~ Aah..." He mewled at his climax, opening his eyes again right after to get a load of Akito's own reaction. Poor thing probably was going to choke on his jizz. He still did hope however, that he didn't hate how he tasted. It would be a wonderful thing to get him addicted to the two available things he gave to other vampires... "Akiitoo..." He smirked, his cheeks only a little red.

[Raychu]

Akito wasn't listening when he suddenly got the semen shot into his mouth, some of it making it down his throat before he swallowed. He suck up everything he could, pulling up. He wasn't actually expected to swallow this was he? He was. He didn't want to do so either. It wasn't that Hotaru tasted bad, that was surprisingly okay, if was because of what it was. It instantly made him cringe knowing what it was too. The newborn forced himself to swallow everything in his mouth, shuddering as he did so. He opened his mouth upon hearing the other call his name, showing he had swallowed like he was told. A part of him was screaming at him for being disgusting, while another part of him was all for it. He was done playing, wanting nothing to do with touching Hotaru anymore. He closed his mouth, wiping any saliva off his mouth. He courting get the taste out, cursing himself for it. Though it wasn't the worst, it still wasn't the best to him.

 

"Can I go to the room now?" His voice was filled with shame, everything was. He begged, but in the end it wasn't for blood like he promised himself, he got the point of can I just touch you, no blood included. The hunger pains shot through him, wanting to sleep them off while he still had the chance. He would be dead within a few days if he wasn't given something soon. Though he wasn't going to beg again, he tried it and it failed. He didn't have enough energy to try it again now, still disgusted by having to swallow Hotaru's load. That was his main reason for no more begging, he let it go to his pants, now he had to deal with this annoyance down below, but he couldn't do it in front of Hotaru. Which means doing it in the room is just as a bad idea s being out in front of him. He wished the other would leave for a bit so he could quickly deal with this instead of ignoring like he had before.

 

He shifted on the ground, his own hard on starting to hurt. The hunger pains mixing in with a sexual pain really didn't make anything better, only worse. This was the worst he had to ever deal with, all this new torrure, he was surprised he wasn't dead yet. He hadn't succumb to anything besides his urges, but he was even learning to confront at too. But he never was ever treated liked his, yet somehow he's thriving in the type of environment, he really seemed to have gone mad. Maybe there was something wrong with him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Grinning with pride over the sorry, shameful tone of Akito's voice, he nodded, "You may," he said with confidence, "I promise I won't bother you in there, Aki-chan, fufufu." Hotaru let go of his shoulder chuckling and reaching over for his folded up underwear to put back on. Even if he didn't see Akito's boner for himself, the look in his face. That shame, he knew he couldn't have felt absolutely nothing from what happened. Frankly, he didn't care what the newborn did with it. His hands were free since he broke the second pair of handcuffs, so he could "deal" with it, or he could pretend to have any leftover pride and ignore the pressing issue that was tightly fit in his pants. Hotaru wasn't going to do a single thing about it since his was already handled. Handled in an excellent way.

 

He was proud of himself for not going overboard like the last time. This instance was different though because though he was still in control, he only had to order around Akito, he didn't have to do anything himself. Akito was the one who wanted him, it wasn't the other way around: Hotaru pretending to want Aki, which lead to his mind actually thinking he wanted him. That must be the secret... I don't have to do anything! Hotaru wouldn't have to worry about Akito being totally fine with not getting any attention. This proved that Akito was becoming dependent on him, which was such a sweet fact that danced on the nerves in his body just from the thought of it. Akito needed Hotaru.

 

Akito wanted to go to the bedroom to end this all. And his hunger? What about that? Putting shame above the need to feed was something the older vampire found foolish. Hotaru could have allowed the newborn to bite drink from his thumb, that would have been fine. Only a little though. But nope, he just wanted to get the hell away from him, which was okay. That meant he'd be crawling back to him later. Though judging by how fast he was willing to crawl to him on all fours, Hotaru made his starvation come quicker. He had drank a lot of blood from him in the first place. This was the whole idea... He was right about this from the start. That made him a very happy vampire.