"Some things are going to complicate things further," V looks at Jungkook's eyes again and continues, "I'm hosting a conference here in a few days, some powerful vampire colleagues. Unfortunately, I can't cancel it. It's my first proper event since my ascend to the throne. I have to keep you hidden, the same goes for the changes in myself. I have to let my men think you've been..."
Jungkook sighed, "Broken? ...I have."
V squeezed his hand, "I don't want that. I'm crazy about your personality, who you are but can you 'please' cooperate? For your safety as well as my sanity?" his eyes pleaded.
"I think..." Jungkook muttered bitterly, "You left me alone knowing what I was going through. Made me beg for you. Did it make you feel powerful? Justified?"
V closed his eyes and blew out a sigh, "Maybe... that makes me a monster. But you need to know that what we have is real. Now 'we' can move forward," he pulled Jungkook on his lap, "I'll learn more, figure out what to do."
"What if you drink too much? What if you drain me?" Jungkook's voice was barely a squeak, V nuzzled his throat trying to give some kind of comfort.
"Baby, I will do everything I can to not hurt you. You still don't get it, do you? To be with someone who is there, with me. How powerful an effect you've had on me, I feel alive. It's not just about your blood - It's you, Jungkook."
V reached and caressed the faint scar on his cheek, "I won't risk your life as I can't risk losing this feeling. I can't wait to see what this feels like after a year or ten years from now. I'm strong and I have control. I'm not turned, my DNA is a vampire. 'That' makes a difference. And each feeding from you makes me stronger, enhances my abilities and my control."
Jungkook pulled back, "What do you mean your DNA?"
"Most vampires were turned, not for me. My bloodline is what makes me vampire royalty," he kissed his cheek.
"Okay. But.. what about my actual life, my plans for my future? Does it all just get swept under the rug because you like my blood? Or is it because you like the way you feel? Because of sex?"
V had a wounded look on his face, "Firecracker, you're stubborn. I'm not getting through to you. It's not just blood and sex, it's this connection. Don't you feel different, too? And who says that a future with me would mean you couldn't be happy? I could make you happy."
Jungkook didn't know what to say, it has been an emotional roller coaster so far, "We don't even know each other and if I have to spend my life hiding in 'your' bedroom…"
V held him, "We'll get to know one another. Let's take things one day at a time, okay? Somehow I'll think of a way to fix this so that you won't have to hide. And stop emotionally seesawing and pulling away from me, it hurts. I haven't dealt with being hurt in a long time. I don't like it."
Guilt swept through him, "I'm sorry."
"Just because you didn't choose this doesn't mean it can't be the best thing to ever happen."
'V was right.'
Trying to lighten the mood Jungkook gives a small smile and continues, "What's the story with the guys?"
After all is said and done they sat for a moment, contemplative, until V broke the silence, "Let's go to bed," he said and leaned into his ear seductively, "I'm starved."
Jungkook's eyes widened.
V stood and continued, "I'll clean this mess up later. Trust me?"
'Who could resist?'
Jungkook followed him back into the house, feeling like everything was up in the air with his life, safety, and future. When they reached the bedroom V took his hand and kissed it, "I'll take good care of you. Don't worry."
Warmth washed over his body, so did the anxiety. He hoped he'd feel that euphoric sensation while he drank from him, and that he was right about having enough self-control.
V started to peel his clothes off, he stood naked and placed soft kisses all over, paying more attention to his neck, making goosebumps rise, tingly shivers climb up his spine. He then ran his hands up and down his torso.
Jungkook touched his shoulders, felt the solid muscle move as he pushed his shirt off.
'Damn, he was sculpted.'
V called himself a junkie for his blood, Vampire heroin, but he felt like that too with him, like a drug and right now Jungkook's as excited as he's about to get a fix.
If that's what Jungkook was to him, V was something similar to him.
They walked over to the bed and lay down, V stared, the passion was so evident in those eyes, "You, gorgeous boy, you make me feel alive. I've missed you so much," he whispered this.
Jungkook wanted to melt upon hearing those words coming out of his mouth, the tingles intensified and he became more sensitive.
V's hand started to trace his sides, down to pumping his cock, the other on his ass, prepping it for his entry. When the third finger made its way, Jungkook's moans started to become louder. He pushed into him as he lifted his arms to caress his back, V changed positions to eased himself in and out.
Starting to find their rhythm, moans echoing, skin slapping ringing in their ears, he licked a spot on his throat, slowly as he caressed his cheek. He felt V's lips leave his skin then sank his fangs, he fell back against the pillows, arching his back.
Jungkook knew that he's feeding on him, it gave insight into how V felt about him. He also knew he wanted those fangs almost as bad as he wanted him inside his body.
It had been days since V fed and he'd been craving that feeling. His face, as he drank, looked like a man having an orgasm.
It was so sensual to watch, Jungkook whimpered his approval, feeling fascinated. He could only describe it as euphoric bliss, it felt so different from the last time he bit him.
He licked and then moved down to the crook of his arm and sank in. He watched, he felt something sweet and serene flow through his veins.
V looked up at his eyes, his fangs receded and kissed his palm, astounded that this felt so intimate. He moaned as he gently eased back inside of him, then started to move, pushing slowly, hitting his spot deep inside, as he stared directly into Jungkook's eyes, holding his face in his hand.
It felt amazing.
Jungkook grabbed his shoulders, trying to pull him closer, feeling like he couldn't get him close enough, and he started to lick and suck his earlobe, nipping a little and he squirmed, "Ouch," he let out a sexy little growl and then his teeth clamped onto his throat.
Grabbing his ass, it helped him drive into Jungkook repeatedly, the sensations were rising, building, higher, higher.
Jungkook was panting and clawing at him.
"I'm so happy, baby."
"Oh, V…" Jungkook shuddered, moaned and whimpered, digging his blunt nails into his back.
They came together, Jungkook arching his back as V's eyes blazing brilliant blue. He ran his tongue over his throat and left a kiss, then collapsed beside him, they both stayed there, breathless, staring at the ceiling.
"Wow."
"Yea... Wow," V agreed, "Quick but still wow."
"Wham-bam, holy fvck," Jungkook mumbled.
V laughed a hearty laugh and kissed Jungkook hard and fast on the mouth, then his left cheek, right cheek, forehead and lastly the tip of his nose. He let out a deep exhale and let him go, "Give me 10 minutes and I'll be good to go again."
Jungkook laughed.
"I'm serious," V said with conviction.
"Ooohh..," Jungkook teases as he stretched and curled up close, putting his hand across V's belly, his lips on the shoulder, eyes drooping.
For a few minutes, they both laid there in amicable silence except for their ragged breathing.
Suddenly, V jumped up seemingly energized, "I need to go. Don't leave the room. Should I get you something before I go? I should order a fridge for this room. Yeah, I'll do that tomorrow."
Jungkook shook his head, amused at his outburst, "No. I'm okay. Where are you going? Stay with me?" he said shyly.
"I need to run, burn some energy off. I'll be back in a few then I can hold you all night long. Or maybe... we'll have round 2. Or is it 5? Then maybe round 9!" he kissed his forehead, "Can I trust you to stay here, honest? No locks, no gates?"
"Yes."
"You won't try to leave me?" V asked, eyes pleading.
"I won't," he meant it.
V got into a pair of shorts, socks and put on a pair of runners. Jungkook tried to push away a pang of jealousy but couldn't help it.
"What's wrong?" he asked, quickly tying shoelaces.
Jungkook shook his head and squirmed into the pillow and squeezed his eyes tight.
"Jungkook? Words, please."
"It's… I've been dying for a run, too. I used to run every day and I feel itchy for it."
V leaned over and kissed his nose, "Give me a few minutes to run, then I'll come back and bring you."
Jungkook smiled, "'kay."
V brushed Jungkook's hair away from his face, kissed him, and then he dashed out.