WARNING: noncon elements 

Chapter One, Part Two

"Put me down!" Kyou said as he tried to sound angry while he attempted to raise his arm to use the pepper spray still clutched in his shaking hand.

But his hand, it seemed, refused to listen. His head was spinning now, and as he was carried through the streets, his consciousness began to slip further and further away from him.

The last thing he heard before passing out was the faint sound of the group that was chasing him.

Their howls of rage rattled around in his head and were filled with anger and bloodlust.

He moaned. Well, at least he was about to pass out, though he would never have thought his last moments would be like this.

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Kyou felt his breath catch in his throat, and his hands went to his mouth to stifle his gasps. This was different then what he was used to dreaming. Whoever it was was running their tongue along his inner left thigh, their breath tickling his skin.

A small moan passed between his lips, and he thought he heard a light chuckle from somewhere far away as his hand went to entwine his fingers in thick, soft hair to push them off.

His body began to feel hot, and he tried to open his eyes to look at the person's face, but just as his eyes tried to focus on the other person the purplette shot upright with a gasp of surprise.

Kyou looked around wildly and wondered why the hell he was in a room he didn't recognize. A moment later, a man walked in the room.

"So, you're awake. That didn't really take long," he chuckled and wiped away the small splotch of blood with his finger then licked it off.

Kyou started to remember what had happened, and fear rose up in his stomach. He tried to glare at the white-haired man, doing his best to look more pissed off and irritated than scared.

"Where am I? And who are you? What do you want from me?"

He went to stand, but then the world began to spin. That made him sink to his knees, and grip the couch tightly for support.

"You're in my house, I'm Aloys, and you seem interesting. For now, let's get your leg taken care of, " The man said as he kneeled and reached under the couch to pull out a first aid kit. He hesitated for a second before setting it down and sitting beside Kyou. "Let me see it," he demanded gently.

Kyou looked at Aloys, and then at the man's hands. He blushed as he remembered his dream, and sharply turned his head away as he shakily adjusted himself on the couch. Kyou looked down at his leg and saw quite a copious amount of drying and fresh blood. He conceded with a small nod after a moment.

"Is it usual for you to take in bleeding strangers?" he asked nervously.

Aloys blinked and tilted his head. "If you count the five or six other idiots I have helped when they were younger, and as to why the first aid kit is under the couch, then yes. It's usual. Now show me the wound so that I can clean it," he coaxed, sounding a little impatient.

Kyou blushed even harder realizing that... "You want me to take off my pants?!" he almost squeaked as he instinctively closed his legs, and drew up his knees to his chest in reflex. The sharp pain made him hiss. "No way in hell am I stripping in front of the likes of you! Pervert!"

Aloys sighed. "Do I need to use force so that I can tend to it?" he asked as he stood and smirked. "I tried it the gentle way," He leaned over Kyou and braced himself on the back of the couch, " But I'll rip them off if I have to," He said in a low voice and reached for Kyou.

That set Kyou off. "Get away from me!!!" he yelled, but his eyes were locked with Aloys' and were being held there.

He tried to push the tall man away, but as soon as his hand touched the other's chest, he found his hand clutching the shirt in his fist. A large range of feelings was welling up inside of him and he had no idea what he should be doing. Frankly, he felt hysterical at this point.

"St-stay back!" he ordered again, but his voice was anything but commanding.

"But you seem to be pulling me closer instead of pushing me away. Could it be that you actually want me to violate you?" Aloys asked lowly and leaned forward until their faces are barely an inch apart. "That's what it seems to me." His eyes gleamed with amusement and a hint of lust. "I have no problem with that, love."

This guy was definitely crazy. "Stop calling me that and get away from me! In fact, I want you to take me back to where you kidnapped me from!" Kyou swallowed hard and felt a buzz burning hot through his body. The longer he looked into Aloys' eyes, the more he felt compelled to be near the pervert.

He forcibly let go of the man's shirt and tried to ignore his hooded eyes. Aloys' heavy gaze was focused on him, and Kyou had never felt more vulnerable in his entire life. He really needed to get out of here.

"I'll take you back after I have a satisfying meal," Aloys whispered and ran his fingers through the blood from Kyou's wounds and swiped his tongue over them. "I'm famished." He then gently reached out to pull the other's pants off to get to his wound. "But let's stop all that bleeding first. I don't particularly like seeing food go to waste~"

"The fuck are you doing?! And what do you mean by 'a meal'?! I'm not food!" It was then Kyou's slow brain finally caught on. "You-you are a vampire, aren't you?! One of the Fiends the police have been warning us about?!"

Kyou tried to keep his pants on, but it was not used. In his weakened state, and against a vampire no less, he was completely defenseless. Soon he was in just his black briefs, exposed in front of the vampire who was going to drain him dry.

"Maybe~" Aloys purred and crouched down between the purplette's legs. He began to suck on the wound and gently lap at the blood that had dripped down Kyou's leg as well.

"Oh god!" he yelled before he could stop himself and couldn't help but shudder as the feeling of Aloys' wet tongue licking his hot skin. The hot tongue ran up the inside of his thigh before his mouth settled over the wound from whatever had broken in the fall earlier and cut him.

He moaned as Aloys' tongue traced patterns. He tried to get loose of the vampire's grip once again, but he was just as useless as before.

"The best thing about my saliva is that it heals wounds, so you'll be perfectly fine once I finish," Aloys whispered in reassurance against the purplette's skin. After he made sure he had a good grip on the younger man, he started to suck and lick a specific spot before sinking his fangs into it.

The feeling made Kyou moan loudly as he felt Aloys teeth pierce his flesh.

His nerves were rebelling, screaming at him to let the guy do whatever the hell he wanted if it meant feeling this good, while his head was yelling to get the fuck out ASAP.

He panted, and without realizing it, his hands had gone to the head of white hair to rip the man off of him.The white-haired vampire slowly pulled from Kyou's thigh and sealed the wound as he withdrew.

"So, what would you like me to do now? You seem to want more and I'm happy to oblige," he licked his lips to get the rest of the blood off.

"I-I.." Kyou fought a mental battle against logic and desire. "I want you to take me back to where you found me." Kyou managed to say without shuddering or yanking that demon's mouth back onto his skin.

He blatantly ignored his half-hard cock, and instead tried once again to withdraw his body from Aloys' grip.

"Well, you might not want to go back there," Aloys said and ran his hand up Kyou's thigh. He leaned forward until their faces were about an inch apart, "So, what'll it be? The Inu that I managed to get off your tail, or me? Make your choice, love."

Kyou sucked in a breath. "You didn't kill them?" he asked, trying to pull his gaze from the vampires. Aloys shook his head. "Did you drink...their blood?"

"Of course not.Their scent was too vulgar. I wouldn't have bitten them even if I was starving," he wrinkled his nose. "Your scent is so much better~" he almost purred and started to lightly rub Kyou's dick through his briefs.

It took every ounce of dignity and control in Kyousuke not to thrust his hips into Aloys' hand. He couldn't, however, stop the whine that came from his throat.

He squeezed his eyes shut, and put his hands on Aloys wrist to stop him from rubbing his cock. He couldn't go like this: being seduced by a vampire and becoming its next meal.

"Are you scared?" Aloys asked, amusement clear in his voice as he leaned closer to Kyou's neck and nuzzled it. He slowly traced the artery with his tongue before he gently bit down, but not breaking through the skin.

"No! That's just you imagining things!" the purple haired man said indignantly and began to push Aloys off of him. "Go find someone else to snack on! I am not a bloodmobile!"

Aloys felt solid under his hands, and for a moment the look in the vampire's eyes was absolutely feral. Kyou turned his head away stupidly in reflex and carelessly exposed his neck to the hungry demon. Damn his pheromones and glamour! Kyou didn't know which would end his life quicker: Refusing the vampire or letting him do what he wanted.

But Aloys stayed where he was and chuckled. "I see, you don't want to be used and discarded. Am I correct?" he asked lightly as he moved his hand under the other's shirt, and lightly pinched one of his nipples.

"That's not the issue-aah!" Kyou couldn't stop his reaction as his nipple was suddenly pinched. His head was thrown back into the plush couch as Aloys gripped his hair tightly to nip at his skin.

Kyou's chest arched into the man's touch as he tried to get away, or loosen the man's grip.

"S-Stop! P-Please! Aloys!" he begged desperately, fear starting to color his voice.

"Why should I? Your body is saying something completely different than that pretty mouth of yours~," he leered. "If you keep up all this whining, I will start thinking you want me to fuck you,"

Aloy situated himself between Kyou's thighs to grind against him and groaned softly. He suddenly sank his teeth into Kyou's neck, and let out a pleased sound as he tasted the fresh blood flowing into his mouth.

"No…" he exclaimed weakly as his body responded to Aloys.

His legs tightened around the man's hips as if they wanted to keep him there, and Kyou grabbed Aloys to press the man's mouth closer to his neck. He couldn't hold back the rush of want and pure desire that was now buzzing through him, the promise of being ravished by this man was overwhelming with him so very close.

Kyou was a virgin in every sense of the word, so it disturbed him that his body was reacting too strongly, so whorishly, to the man between his legs. He didn't know if this was a normal reaction when a vampire bit a human, but he was sure if that was the case he would have already succumbed to the vampire and his pheromones and lust. He recognized he could still make decisions, that he still was in his right mind, but it was like his body was screaming at him that this was the right thing to do, and give in.

"Ngh!" he groaned, his clothed cock aching with want. He reached between them to push weakly at the other man with no real expectations that the vampire would stop.

Shortly after, Aloys removed his mouth from Kyou's neck, quickly licking the wound to avoid any more blood loss. "Sure you don't want more, love?" he mocked and restrained the other's arms with one of his hands while he smirked. He used his other hand to roughly grope Kyou's dick and leaned close to his face, their lips nearly touching.

"No matter what I say, you are going to have your way with me anyway, right?" Kyou asked, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment at his throbbing cock.

"Probably, but at least you'd enjoy it. Is that why are you so against it? You want me to ask you nicely? Like if I fucked a woman?" Aloys slipped his hand into Kyou's briefs so that the contact was skin on skin. "If you moan prettily for me I promise to let you go~"

Kyou snarled through his heavy breaths, "You are a m-monster! And to you, I am just food. I don't want to be anyone's plaything!"

His words might have been more compelling had his junk wasn't being manhandled. Vampires weren't as uncommon as they used to be, albeit still very rare, especially in cities like this where it was easy to hide from the eyes of the law. But regardless, he was mad that he was now a victim of this sort of thing. Why had he left the cafe? No amount of yelling was more humiliating than this.

"So you consider me a monster? I haven't been referred to using that word in a long time," he hummed before he completely pulled away and sat on the other side of the couch like everything was normal. "Fine, I'll let you come to me of your own free will."

Kyou was dazed for a moment at the sudden change in Aloys' attitude, but he recovered quickly, and dove to grab his pants and yank them up. He ignored the fact that he was as hard as a rock. He forced down the sexual feelings that remained from Aloys' attack and stepped away from the couch unsteadily.

"And would I be wrong in assuming that? You feed off of human beings, thriving on the blood you steal! And it will be a cold day in hell before I ever go to you willingly!"

Kyou's voice shook with anger and tears and rose with every word. He was so unfocused of his surroundings, and he missed the light sound of padding feet coming down the hall.

"Brother?" A small girl, who had just walked out of a room and was rubbing her eyes, questioned sleepily as Aloys stood up and quickly went over to her.

"Go back to bed, dear. I was just out for a while. Go back to Kain," he said softly as a teenage boy pooped out next to her, his blue hair sticking out in all directions. He reached out to grab her and hold her gently to his chest to take her back inside their room.

"It seems your loud mouth woke her," Aloys accused once they're out of earshot.

Kyou sputtered.

"How the hell was I supposed to know? And what sick fucker kidnaps an injured person, then takes him to his home to rape him with his kid sister in the next room???"

Kyou ran a hand through his long hair, cringing at its tangles and clumps. Shit, he shouldn't try to piss off the vampire who seemed to have given up. "Look, I appreciate you letting me go. And I am sorry for waking up the kid, but it's mostly your fault. So take responsibility," he added, then mentally slapped himself. Shit, that wasn't what he had meant!

Aloys just shrugged and got up from the couch. He walked over to Kyou, "I might have said I would let you go, but I didn't say when, love," he said darkly, grabbed Kyou faster than the purplette could register, and tossed him over his shoulder.

By the time Kyou could react in protest, they had already started towards the end of the hall. The door at the end was open, candles illuminating the dark space like some creepy gothic crypt.

A bed was in the center of the room, surrounded by a four-poster canopy, the dark velvet curtains swaying slightly as Kyou was tossed carelessly onto it. Aloys kicked the door shut with his foot, and turned the lock. Kyou shuddered with absolute fear as it clicked with a deafening finality.