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A vampires night - Chanlix

Writer- Spiceychan

A breeze brushing in through the window as the white seamless curtains fluttered, the moon high in the sky, and the world silent. The air crisp. The night perfect.

On the bed laid the boy he had his eyes on for a while, lips parted as pliant puffs of breath nuzzled between them, wearing nothing but a long-sleeve button up white blouse, just barely caressing his thighs as he slept over the darkened sheets laid across his bed.

He was beautiful.

He learned his name was Chan from the few times it had been uttered between lips that weren't as perfect as his own, and he gave himself a name to gift to the other, to spend these late hours into the night calling out to them. They had yet to meet, but the boy decided to have Chan call him Felix. To watch the name morph between those red lips, breathless in the air as Felix knew it was finally time to introduce himself to the other.

Climbing through the open window, a smile against his own lips as he sat on the sill and felt the curtains tickle his body, watching the other sleep silently on the bed without any fear or uncertainties. And his eyes caressed his body, appreciating every curve and dip, yearning for the places where the night shirt ended, and pale, smooth skin began.

Felix was starving.

Fangs nibbling into his bottom lip as he felt the rush of hunger surge through him, and he jumped down from the window, bare feet touching the floor but the room still, the drop silent, until he was sulking forward, stalking his sleeping prey that he had dreamed of in his own sleep. Chan was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, and he needed him. He wanted him.

And soon enough Chan would be his.

Felix couldn't help the way the bed dipped under his own weight, and Chan was stirring in his sleep, head falling to the opposite side, a shaky breath passing through his lips that Felix could feel as deep as his bones. Hair so soft fluffed against the pillow underneath, tempting Felix to feel it through his fingers, to hold in place as he allowed himself to breathe in the essence of the other. He would have his taste soon enough, but this moment was special. It was their first time. Felix needed it to be perfect.

The vampire shivered as he finally touched Chan's thigh, trembling finger tips pressing down into the supple warm skin, before he was smoothing it into his palm, kneading and raising himself higher as he pulled the night shirt along with it. His fangs were aching, and his stomach was clenching, but Chan was more than just a meal. This was fate.

Palm sliding against Chan's thigh until he was underneath it, cupping the joint under his knee and pulling his leg into the air as he spread the boy wide, smelling the sweet scent of his blood coursing through him, and the sultry scent of his skin from the oils of his bath. Tongue licking his lips, eyes lidded with lust, hunger, and Felix was bending down, feeling the soft inner thigh against his lips, the vampire leaving a chaste kiss as a hint to the other, a secret.

Chan stirred once more, the boy bringing his hands up and next to his head, palms facing the air, and Felix was smiling against the thigh, letting out a shaky breath as he wished the other would wake up, would revel in this moment with him as well.

But the air turned so hot as he could feel the urges growing, kissing the other harsher, nibbling and licking until he heard the boy let out a drowsy moan in his sleep and Felix couldn't resist the temptations anymore.

He sank his fangs into the thigh, and he felt the love he had for the other blossom against his tongue.

So sweet, thick and dizzying, and he was so gentle, not wanting to hurt the other, or scare him. Felix was simply appreciating the true value that Chan was, the prospects he proposed simply by breathing, by being so human and lovely. And Felix gave himself a name to seem as if they could be equals, to show the other his devotion. Chan had caught the vampire in his snare, but Felix would be the one to not let go.

Chan gasped, and Felix huffed against the thigh, sucking more fervently, tasting everything that Chan was as he couldn't imagine a more divine flavor on his tongue, holding him tighter and closer as he drank the blood from his body.

Felix couldn't help but yearn for more as he felt his other hand moving, pushing up the opposite thigh and feeling the boy's tight stomach underneath his nightshirt, chest rising and falling, breaths shallow as if he was feeling something in this moment too.

And he was. Still asleep, Chan returned his love, length hard against his stomach as Felix groaned, drinking, fingers wrapping around the length before giving it a few gentle strokes.

He could taste the arousal on his tongue, the sweet taste turning sultry, still as delicious as he chased the sensation, still stroking the boy, still drinking from him, nose nuzzling and smelling the scent of his skin as he felt the muscle twitching in his hand. Chan's body was honest, but all Felix yearned for was his honesty as he thumbed the tip, hearing Chan's sleepy moans as he started to squirm on the bed, disturbed but unconscious.

Felix finally had his fill as he pulled his fangs out of the boy's thigh, but his bloody lips were chasing a new desire, a new taste he was hungry for, gently releasing Chan's knee as he crawled up the bed and licked his velvety tongue up Chan's length, a moan spilling from his own lips as he received Chan's gifts, his pleasure. So pure and simply, so lovely.

Chan was arching against the bed, trembling, and Felix continued to lick his length as he stroked it, until he suddenly felt the length twitch and release, something thick spilling on his stomach and down Felix's hand as he shuddered from the new scent in the air. His tongue chased the scent as he cleaned up the mess on his fingers, before gliding it against Chan's stomach, until he cleaned his human fully, Chan's breath evening out as he fell asleep even more soundly than when Felix had arrived.

It was peaceful. Too peaceful to disrupt.

But he knew his presence would not go unnoticed, leaving behind his secret in the form of fang marks against the boy's inner thigh, the vampire leaving the other as he was when he first arrived in the middle of the night. He was excited to learn of Chan's reaction when he awoke, and he'd stay close by, hidden in the shadows as he always was.

One step at a time. This human would be his.

No matter what.