Warning: This story contains violence and non-consensual elements. Please read with caution.

There is spice in this chapter, i'd say on a spicy scale from 1 to 10, its an easy 7.

Chapter 10

The plan had been to apologize, but apparently that was easier said than done.

Kyou now knew what it felt like to be avoided like he had plague. It seemed that Aloys was always busy or locked himself away in his room. The few times that Kyou did see him, he was too busy gawking at how horrible the vampire looked.

His pride also prevented him from seeking Aloys furthur. He wasn't going to chase after the prick like a puppy after his master… Kyou absolutely refused...

Also in that time, Kyousuke decided to finally, and grudgingly, take Lyall's suggestion and re dye his hair back to black, its natural color.

He was towel drying his hair when he heard a noise come from down the hall. He ignored it, and went back to scrutinizing his hair. He picked a pair of scissors and reached for a lock of hair.

Kyou squinted and began to carefully cut the shaggy bits like he used to do for some of the little ones at the orphanage. He paused and inspected it before deeming it good enough to move on.

He was on his last piece when the noise came again. This time it was louder and it startled him, causing him to glide the scissors across his skin rather than just his hair.

"Ouch!" He hissed in fright and dropped the scissors into the sink with a clatter.

Kyou slapped a hand on his neck and, without much thought, stormed out of the room to find the culprit and tear them a new asshole.

He noticed the door to Aloys' study was ajar. He paused in his angry march only momentarily to acknowledge this was probably not a good idea before barging in.

"Are you the one making all this noise? Look what you did, you jerk!" he exclaimed, and pointed to the arm that was attached to the hand that was pressed over his neck.

Aloys looked up as he tossed another book onto the floor. It kicked up enough dust to send Kyousuke into an angry sneezing fit.

"Mother fuck!" he managed to get out after the dust settled.

Aloys stood there, staring at Kyou in an eerie silence.

"Its you," he whispered and then was suddenly in front of Kyousuke.

It startled Kyou and he instinctually took a step back. The vampire's hands clamped around his arms just as suddenly but, Kyou noticed, more gently than he ever had before.

Kyou found himself looking into Aloys' face and noticed the warmth in the other man's eyes. It  was like he was looking at a loved one. Kyou found himself gulping, his throat suddenly feeling dry.

"Of course it's me, idiot," Kyousuke said in a near whisper as the distance between Aloys and him closed rapidly.

The feel of Aloys' icey grip on Kyou's bare arms had his heart pumping and he suppressed a shiver.

"Keiko,I'm so happy to see you," he said and pulled Kyou close enough so their noses touched. "It's been so long since I've dreamed of you."

At those words, the bottom of the younger man's stomach felt like it dropped to the floor.

Kyou let out a strange noise of confusion and disappointment as Aloys hollow eyes were not looking at him, Kyousuke, but Keiko.

His back was now pressing against the wall next to the door, and Kyou briefly had a thought of craziness.

"Yeah, Aloys, it's me," he said softly and removed his hand. "I have a cut on my neck because of you. What are you going to do about it?"

Aloys' gaze snapped right down the blood. Thankfully it wasn't a deep cut, and Kyou admitted to himself he just was using it as an excuse to interrupt the vampire's self imposed quarantine.

Kyou waited and watched with bated breath as, with a sly grin, Aloys slowly reached for Kyou's bloody hand and brought it up to his mouth.

He began to lick the still warm and sticky liquid from Kyou's palm.

Kyou couldn't control himself as the vampire's cool tongue danced across his skin and wrapped around his fingers. He found himself groaning and letting his head lole to the side as lewd sucking noises, along with Kyou's labored breathing, filled the space.

Aloys stopped sucking on his fingers and pulled Kyou's hand away. Kyousuke had his eyes closed at this point, so he waited for the vampires next move. He was just about to open his eyes to see what was going on when he felt Aloys' mouth press against the cut on his neck.

He gasped and put his hands up in reaction to push him away; however, when his hands touched the vampires broad shoulder he had another crazy thought.

Kyousuke grabbed the material  at the neck of Aloys' silk shirt and pulled him closer.

In response, Aloys pressed closer, sandwiching Kyou between his body and the wall.

Instinctively Kyou spread his legs and let him closer with sharp breath of excitement. He could feel the pull of Aloys' mouth over his cut, and while it hurt, it was different feeling than the few other times Aloys had fed from him.

"Mmmm," he groaned from behind his bite swollen lips as he held his bottom lip between his teeth.

Heat was spreading through him wherever he and Aloys touched. The pain was there still, but the pleasure made his mind foggy and he couldn't think. He felt himself roll against the vampire, the friction eliciting another gasp from his throat.

Both Aloys' hands went beside Kyou's head in a kabedon style while he fed from him and began rocking back against him.

Kyou held onto the vampire tighter as their bodies rubbed against each other in a delicious way that had Kyou so close to cumming. It felt way better than his hand, that was for sure.

When he tried to open his eyes and his vision began to swim and spiral, he knew it was time for them to stop. He was starting feel a little scared as he squeezed his eyes shut.

He didn't know how long they had been like this. It felt like only moments, but at the same time, it could have been hours.

His hands found their way into Aloys' hair, and it was softer than he expected as he pulled on it.

"Aloys," he said with a slight slur, "I think you need… that we need to stop."

Aloys just grunted and continued rutting against Kyousuke. He bit down hard with his teeth, the cut seemingly no longer enough for the hungry vampire.

He pulled Kyou close by the waist with an arm and slipped a hand into Kyousuke's pants to grab his bare ass.

Kyou came with a small cry, his body finally pushed over the edge. The sound seemed to spur Aloys on and he began to suck harder.

Kyousuke's grip on the man in front of him started to loosen as his consciousness faded.

For a second time he felt like he was going to die, but strangely at this moment he didn't care.

He felt his lips crack into a smile. Maybe it was best this way. He'd never done anything good in his life and it wasn't like he was leaving anyone behind. All he had ever done was cause trouble and if he was going to die by being useful to Aloys, than maybe it wasn't such a bad way to go…

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Aloys felt a tug in the back of his thoughts. 'Stop. You should stop.'

He didn't care. He was so hungry and the warm blood flowing into him was so hot and fresh with every beat of their heart. He growled and rolled his hips, the body beneath him pliable and warm under his hands.

Then suddenly the body began to tremble and then slid down against him. It didn't move again.

The beat of their heart was sluggish and weak so it wasn't surprising to the vampire. As tempted as he was to drink till there was nothing left, Aloys pulled his mouth away and sealed the skin.

He lowered the body to the ground and stepped back. Aloys was startled.

"Keiko?"

It all came back to him and he dropped to his knees. It wasn't Keiko, it was Kyousuke with black hair. As similar as they looked, Aloys was ashamed.

What had he been thinking? He had nearly drained the boy dry! He checked Kyousuke's pulse one more time. It was hard to find, but Aloys knew he would be ok with some rest and food.

He gently picked up Kyousuke, his arms under the human's back and knees,  and brought him back to his bedroom. It was a few hours past sunset and the stars blinked at him mockingly through the window.

Aloys laid Kyousuke carefully down on the bed. He let out a sigh out of habit. Jeez…

"I'm sorry, love," he said and brushed Kyousuke's damp hair back from his face.

He sat down next to Kyousuke and watched the way the humans chest rose and fell with deep breaths; his face pale but flushed, strangely, at the same time.

Looking at Kyousuke right now, Aloys could see how skinny he was. Not in a bad way, but it seemed at the body fat went to his ass.

With a smirk to himself, Aloys cocked his head to the side and cupped the side of Kyousuke's face as he brought their lips together.

He kept it simple and brief, one could almost call it chaste, but he kept his hand in place as he rubbed his thumb over the soft skin of Kyousuke's cheek.

After a moment he pulled away entirely and stood. He made his way back to his study and began to pick up the mess he had made. As he was cleaning he saw something gray in the low lamp light.

He bent over and picked up. It was a towel that had Kyousuke's blood all over it. Immediately he buried his nose in it.

Aloys inhaled the smell and rubbed his face into the towel without any reservation.  He noticed a moment later he was rock hard.

With a groan, Aloys leaned against the wall, his broad back pressed against it as he slid to the floor.

He reached into his slacks and rubbed himself, hazy memories of humping Kyousuke in this spot only moments before in the front of his mind. With Kyousuke's smell and his dirty mind, he felt his fangs slide out with an ache and he shuddered a few moments later with a low and long moan of Kyousuke's name.

Aloys let his head fall back against the sheet rock in defeat and closed his eyes.

"Christ," he whispered to himself as he felt cum soak through his underwear, "I'm so fucked."

He couldn't get enough of the human after that one taste, and now he had basically come offering himself to a hungry vampire and resigned himself to die. For that, Aloys was confused but he also couldn't help but want to keep Kyousuke around.

Aloys had also noticed that the raven haired male willingly came to him, which both annoyed and excited him for reasons he couldn't explain.

It had surprised him, and he thought that was an emotion he couldn't feel anymore. To get so disoriented over a mere human was astonishing to him, and he wanted to know why, how, this had happened.

Aloys put the towel to his face again and took another sniff. He would find out one way or another, so hopefully this fascination wouldn't last too much longer...

END OF PART ONE