Mika froze in the middle of a step, his head slowly turning toward the door. The black panther looked at Charlie with wide eyes, pleading for him to go unlock the door.

“I’m sorry, Mika. Vampires are territorial creatures, he wouldn’t want to meet me first. He would take it as an offense. You need to answer the door yourself.” The Doctor answered Mika’s silent request with an apologetic tone. The Vampire watched the young man as he briskly walked to the door with his hands and feet in disharmony. 

Mika reached the door and opened it slightly, putting his face between the frame and the door. The Vampire King’s eyes laid on the young man’s beautiful greek features. He felt captivated by the turquoise eyes with enlarged slit and the smooth olive skin greeting him. The butterfly-like eyelashes of the shifter tickled his frozen heart. The Vampire felt his left hand twitch with the desire to caress the stunned visage of the man, to pass his long white fingers in the dark locks of hair falling on his forehead, to rub his thumb on the pink fleshy lips opened in a silent gasp, and maybe even put his lips on the panther’s marks gathered across the shown skin.

The shifter was gorgeous.

Mika shivered under the predatory stare sent his way and lowered his eyes. He peeked shyly a few times at the handsome man, before retracting his gaze before he could be seen. The Vampire was intimidating, but in a hot way. Mika always knew he was what the shifter community called a submissive. He was prone to have a prey’s reaction and one of those was the need to be dominated and taken care of. It could be in all aspects of his life, or just one of it. As long as his needs were met, he could shine brightly.

However, his father never allowed any of that.

Now, he could freely give in to his instinct, and Mika wanted to. He knew he needed it, his other half, his panther, also did, and doing so was only for his own good. There was nothing shameful about letting another man take control over him, but he was still afraid of getting hurt.

What he could be sure of, though, was that the man before him, whose scorching gaze was making him squeeze his thighs together, would have no problem in making him submit.

And he craved it. His whole body was shaking at the thought of the cold fingers on his skin, cooling down the pit of fire in his lower belly, of the way their body would fit so well together and of how the contrast of their skin would make anyone blush. He was nearly feverish, but he was scared too.

Such a strong want was always bound to have dire consequences.

“Could you let me enter, please, Love?” The Vampire King said, his voice hoarse. His tongue quickly darted from between his lips to lick them, his saliva having suddenly disappeared at the obscene thoughts he had while gazing at the unsuspecting prey. Mika blushed at the nickname before stepping back and opening the door fully.

He retreated a few steps, letting the man, nearly one head taller than him, enter his domain.

As the Vampire King started to take off his coat, Mika quickly stepped closer to help him, having seen the way the fabric was hanging for its dear life as the muscles bulged against it in protest to being confined. He also helped the man place his leather shoes on the rack, giving him a pair of slippers in exchange. The tyrant raised a brow, but the corner of his lips slowly went upward, finding quite cute the way the young shifter was buzzing around him to cater to his every need.

“Thank you, Love.” The man, who had never once thanked someone in his life, said. Mika was surprised, as the Vampire didn’t look like someone who would say so, but looking at the pale lips pressed in a tin line, he could guess that the man himself was caught off guard by what he said.

Mika walked toward the living room after making sure that the King was following him. The Vampire stared at the shifter’s back, looking with wonder at the black fluffy tail swinging all the way to Mika’s ankle from his lower back, the base of his tail hidden under the baggy sweatshirt he was wearing. His eyes traveled down to his foot and up to the slightly curved panther ears. He guessed that Mika’s body was covered in dark spots in some places too, not just the left side of his neck. He wasn’t aware that shifters could have their animal’s features on their body, but he quite liked it.

The man was shorter than him and had a toned body with light muscles. The King could feel his fangs growing sharper at the thought of the way the shifter’s thick hips and flexing muscles would feel under his hands as he pounded into his sensible inner parts. He knew he would love to do it doggy style, Mika on his hands and knees, his back’s muscles tensing under the strain and his plump asscheeks red from the impact. Doing it on the back would also be great, he could lick the man’s bulging chest, twist his nipples with his teeth and take a bite or two of his jugular.

A loud cough interrupted the Vampire’s intrusive thoughts, making him glance at another Vampire with crossed arms on his chest. The man was sporting an odd scent, a chemical one. He guessed that he must have been working in medicine for a long time. He was tall, but thin, with dirty blond hair and brown eyes.

Not as beautiful as his soulmate.

Thinking of his shifter, his eyes went back to looking at Mika, as if they were attracted by an unknown force. From the moment he laid his eyes on him, he knew they were soulmates. He could also smell the light arousal on the shifter’s skin, so his body must also have some effect on the other, but he knew that, as a vampire, he was the most affected. He wanted nothing more than to lunge toward his prey, sink his teeth in his delicious neck and penetrate another thing in his tight hot body too.

“If you could stop looking at Mika as if you were going to jump on him, I think we both would appreciate it.” The cockblocker said, making the Vampire King take back the step he didn’t even know he had taken toward the unaware shifter. Mika looked at him with question marks in his eyes, before a blush quickly overtook his sweet face as he realized what had nearly happened.

The Vampire King kept a strong hold on himself to stop his reaction to coo as the shifter’s chubby ears dropped on his head and as his tail twirled around his right leg in shyness.

Hey dear readers, they finally met! it seems like their bodies are pretty compatible *wink wink*

Do you feel like the story is too slow-paced? Or do you like the details?

Anyways, I got a new job! In July, I should have more time to write, so maybe I will update more chapters after stockpiling a few. 

I’m thinking of setting a goal in Tapas, what do you think of it? It means that after receiving a certain amount of ink (virtual money), I will update another chapter (for example, two updates instead of one for one week). I can also make goals for extra chapters with different settings (christmas, crossover, etc.) You can obtain ink by playing games or watching ads. Let me know your thoughts!

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