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[attr="class","textieno"]“That’s if I need to ask.” Which is another rare thing for Ruki to do. Unless it is necessary to seek it, he doesn’t need the assistance. Aside from his independence to be the reason, it’s also his arrogance and because of that, it pushes nearly everyone away. His act of superiority ends up getting on everyone’s nerves, and he couldn’t care at all for it. Their problem, not his.[break][break]
Figures. Why else would she not be around Jen, most of the time?[break][break]
“You seem to end up always finding the antisocials rather than the other.” He crossed his arms. There’s got be extroverts out there aside from Jen. His brother Kou is one as well, but there are many reasons why people should watch out for the idol; he’s very unpredictable.[break][break]
“Monstrous, huh? Quite a word choice you put there.” Oh yes, there is without any sort of doubt that Jen and her family could possibly be not what they may seem. In addition, not wanting to have blood on the hands? Is she intentionally hinting him about something he’s been assuming ever since acknowledging this secret, or is she just giving out her thoughts unbeknownst to her that he’s putting the pieces together? Either way, the conclusion is becoming clearer by every sentence she says.[break][break]
The smirk stayed on his face, he might be getting the secret slowly out of her. She just needs to finally spit it out.[break][break]
“Otherwise?” He narrowed his eyes at her, “Would it be due to a risk of exposure for something that was meant to be hidden for the longest time?”
"You know, I've noticed that too. I'm not really sure why that's the case... I started to chalk it up to Japan and how they seem to value humility and introspection more than Americans do."
She'd noted that Kou was extroverted - he kind of had to be, given his profession and how many girls threw themselves at his feet - but she wasn't really sure if a friendship could develop between them now that he was going to be her cheer coach.
He knows, doesn't he...
Could she get away with stalling one more time?
Jen glanced at her knife; she recalled, once more, Ruki's cold skin, and wondered if she could coax his truth out. She'd inherited enough of the healing powers of a vampire, to recover from a small wound fairly quickly... what if she just opened one on her finger? Or the top of her forearm?
She took a deep breath, then locked eyes with him, taking in that smug smirk as she did so. A glance down at his hands, and back up, and her voice dropped to just above a whisper, so that only he could hear (even if they were the only ones on the roof), her tone deadly serious, "Before I answer that question, I have one request: may I touch your hands again?"
[attr="class","textieno"]“That’s probably because most people around here likes to have their privacy and personal space and they learn to respect others on not invading it.” He usually gets that sort of privacy, then there are people who tend to poke at it and not only just Ruki, but also with the rest of his brothers. Kou may be an exception since he’s an idol, but he too needs his personal bubble, which some blinded girls tend to not understand.[break][break]
That’s not something Ruki hears everyday; the permission to touch him. It’s coming clear to him now. What caught him was that she said “again”. She must’ve felt his skin back at the first time they’ve met, when he couldn’t remember anything because he was too drunk. This isn’t out of curiosity, but out of verification. The pieces have perfectly fitted together.[break][break]
He took a glance at his own hands, knowing that his skin is practically like ice; to humans. She must’ve had the assumption that he’s possibly what she thinks he is. If’s it the assumption that they are both thinking of, they are on the same page. She knows, he knows. They both know it, and there’s no turning back now.[break][break]
“I believe you’re giving me an answer,” He stood up, placing his hands in his pockets. “It’s been quite obvious, but you’re certainly giving me enough clarification.”[break][break]
Within seconds he was just standing beside her, to suddenly standing behind her. He didn’t hesitate brushing his fingers on her cheek, feeling her skin that’s much warmer comparing to his icy skin.
Were she human, Jen probably would have been startled by his teleportation, but she knew her mother to do it every so often. Although she knew her mother's own cold touch, to feel Ruki suddenly caress her cheek like that, it forced her to gasp. Her body jolted just slightly, she sat up straighter, and shivers rippled through her body, every hair on her body stood on end simultaneously.
"...just as I thought. You're a vampire... just like her."
She tried to keep her composure even as her heart still raced. Did he pose a danger to her? She couldn't be sure, but her muscles were tensed and ready to launch into fight or flight. Jen's voice was still wispy, and she attempted to keep it firm despite the subtle tremble underlying it - less out of fear and more from adrenaline.
"Tell me... were you born into the vampire world? Or were you brought into it?"
The dhampir didn't bother trying to make eye contact, and stayed gazing straight ahead, sitting up in an arguably regal manner (one might even liken it to that of an Egyptian statue) as if her resolve were hardening to stone.
[attr="class","textieno"]That reaction she made, her gasp and shivers; Ruki sort of enjoyed that coming out from her. She had completely stiffen up.[break][break]
"...just as I thought. You're a vampire... just like her."[break][break]
Ruki made a chuckle at her. They really are on the same page.[break][break]
“And who’s this her, if I may ask? Oh wait, this should be quite obvious for me to figure out. Since this was after all the oh-so legitimately dangerous secret you’ve been fairly trying to hide, especially since you had only mentioned yourself and your father being at risk the first time we’ve talked about this. Back then, you never mentioned at all about your mother.” Oh, he knew the answer already. From somebody who he was beginning to view as a nuisance, he’s suddenly grew rather intrigued by her.[break][break]
“She’s the vampire you’re talking about, isn’t she?”[break][break]
With her practically a sitting statue, this conversation suddenly became more entertaining than Ruki had expected it to be. No more of just idle chit-chat, the cards have finally been placed down on the table. He may as well give out the slight information,[break][break]
“I was once a human, only to be turned and becoming part of the supernatural world.” He answered her question. Now we have a vampire and a…[break][break]
“Since everything has been settled, there’s one thing to clarify about you. Feeling how warm your skin is,” He kept on caressing her cheek, “There’s still some human in you and yet, your mother is a vampire. That means you’ve gotten the human side from your father who has to be a full-on human. If I am correct, then that means you were born half-mortal, half-immortal. One who’s born into two worlds…” The dark-haired vampire leans in further to her ear, and his voice dropping to a whisper,[break][break]
His caress... god, it was so cold. Were turned vampires supposed to be even icier than purebloods? Her respiration sped up considerably, and she had to close her eyes to brace herself against the onslaught, her fingers curling into claws as she gripped the edges of the planter where she'd perched.
Yet, even more so than his touch, his whisper - those two words - nearly froze her. Nobody had ever called her that directly, outside of her own parents, or herself... it was strange to hear it come from an entirely new voice. Still, he was right on target, so she couldn't deny him.
"...that's correct. I am a dhampir. You are the first one outside of my family to find that out."
Jen slid her hazel eyes over - though her head didn't turn - to get him into her peripheral vision, "Why did you choose to join the world of the undead? A second chance? Revenge? Or... did you have a choice at all?"
Many, many more questions ran through her mind all at once... but, her experience with Ruki had told her that it was better to space her inquiries out. Unbeknownst to her, she was likely just as curious about him as he was about her. However, one more question meandered from her lips, her tone dropped to something more soothing, more gentle:
[attr="class","textieno"]The first one to figure out she’s a dhampir, outside of the family. Ruki felt actually proud about that. Sure, it was honestly difficult to figure her out due to such humane traits. But because there was so much information that gave out many pointers of the obvious, along with the curiosity that kept growing inside him; figuring Jen out became the icing on the cake.[break][break]
Just by his icy touch and velvety whispers, the reactions coming out from Jen were rather enticing. What other questions can the vampire ask to this somewhat vulnerable dhampir? What other actions can Ruki do to Jen that’ll make her writhe? With sensory inputs, it results rapid breathing and clenching fingers. But what about something more physical?[break][break]
“I tend to try solving the puzzles and making sure every piece fits correctly. Though I wonder, since you’re of both breeds,” He gently tucked her soft, brown hair over her shoulder, exposing her bare neck, “I wonder what the blood of a dhampir tastes like.”[break][break]
Before he can take any other actions, she asked once again about some personal things. Is she really that curious about it? He can’t really keep it away now, can he? On the other hand, it’s only fair since she’s been fulfilling his curiosity that he should do the same, in return. So be it, then. The urge to grin became so tempting, but that smirk stayed on his face.[break][break]
“I chose to take my second chance. To live the eternal life, only because I was promised that I would be able to face against the world.” He chuckled, and whispers, “To take revenge.”
It had been a long time since the brush of Jen's own hair against her skin, had caused her to react so strongly; a rather more violent shiver erupted, and her head tilted back ever so slightly, as if craning to release the downy sigh - verging, perhaps, on a moan - that she couldn't hold back against the sensations bombarding her. The breeze, the vulnerability of her exposed neck to a man who'd revealed himself as a vampire, who had made his immediate desires clear... it was, to say the least, suspenseful.
Yet... why was her temperature rising?
She didn't know what came over her when he remarked on her having "the blood of a dhampir", remarked on wondering what it tasted like. Rationally, Jen knew she probably should be resisting him, trying to get away... but, she couldn't deny that she wondered what it would be like to be bitten. Was this, perhaps, why her parents fell in love...?
No, now's not the time to think of that... he could drain me dry if he so chose...
"I've never been bitten before," the dhampir admitted softly, her head finally turning to the side where he'd brushed her hair, "maybe it's against my better judgment... but, I'm willing to let you bite me, to sate your curiosity, on one condition..."
Revenge... what revenge...?
Certainly, this question swirled in her mind like a whirlpool, but she couldn't bring herself to ask it... not yet, not now.
[attr="class","textieno"]That’s a rather stimulating reaction; the moan that she couldn’t manage to contain and her jolting shivers. It’s a wonder that the eldest Mukami managed to restrain himself from biting her. He could pin her down and blatantly suck her blood while she’s getting at her most vulnerable. It’s quite the opportunity but, he did begin to admire her sudden responses to his touch, that he’d love to relish more of her body’s reactions. Ruki didn’t hesitate to walk his fingers around her exposed neck once he tucked her hair away, only to faintly brush the front of her neck as he pulls his hand away from her. He definitely felt her skin responding to the coldness of fingers by heating up more. The temptation inside him began to increase.[break][break]
“Is that so?” Oh, did that encourage his temptation of wanting to taste her; the way she is willing to let him take the first bite of her hot, delicate skin. It’d be not just her first time on being bitten, but also his first time to try the blood of a half-breed. The idea of having a human’s blood mixed with a vampire’s; will it be better than trying one of each, separately? Only one way to find out.[break][break]
Before he can fulfill this however, thus keeping his fangs concealed for a moment, she’s doing this...again.[break][break]
“Another bargain, is that what I’m hearing?” Sure, there’s some impatience in his voice, right now. Especially, since he’s so close on piercing into her neck. Fine, whatever she wants, much to his annoyance.[break][break]
The graceful dance of those icy fingertips on her neck, and especially near her throat, was nearing torture for Jen. Her head craned back even more, and her sighs cracked to form chirps that the dhampir couldn't recall making in public in a long time; her chest began to rise and fall somewhat more dramatically... he was toying with her, he had to be. She didn't exactly hate it, but it was a mite overstimulating.
Jen couldn't even manage to give him a simple, "Yes," in affirmation. His hands on her neck, his breaths coursing over her skin, they were heavy with a certain kind of hunger, a refined sort of savagery.
She swallowed, catching her breath for a moment, and answered, "I ask that you allow me to taste your blood in exchange," her tongue briefly emerged from between her lips, just long enough to wet them, then ran unseen over the inner surface of her own fangs, "I may not need blood to survive... but I haven't drunk the blood of another in a very long time, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious."
A split second pause, her body still trying to brace against the surge of sensations, "Would you do me that honor?"
[attr="class","textieno"]Had Ruki have less restraint, no doubt he would give in to his desire to take her. Her neck is right there, fully exposed, and waiting for his fangs to sink in. Any closer to her chest, and he’ll hear that throbbing heartbeat going rapid from stimulation. Though patience is a virtue, he grew eager by the second she made such sighs, only to form chirps, and her struggle to be affirmative.[break][break]
What other ways can he do to play with her nerves? The neck seems like a sensitive spot, but he grew curious to find out other places that’ll make her squirm. What will Jen do, if Ruki were to ever find such areas that’ll electrify her nerves? What sounds will she make? How thin will her breathing get? How hot will her soft skin be? How much of a struggle will it be for her to even speak?[break][break]
The tongue of hers licking her lips, eager to taste his blood. It’s a bargain he didn’t expect, honestly.[break][break]
“So, you’re wanting not only me to drink from you, but in return, to let you drink my blood?” He grinned, slightly revealing his fangs and continue whispering, his breath still dancing on her neck. “How audacious.”[break][break]
She’s asking a bold exchange. Since she is after all a dhampir, it’s true her diet would be much different from an actual vampire’s; blood wouldn’t be that necessary due to the human side of themselves. Admittedly, because of that, to blend in with the humans despite having a vampiric side seems rather simple.[break][break]
How long has it been since she last drank from someone? It seems as though she hasn’t drank blood in a while, probably because it’s a way to stay hidden and not putting her family at risk of exposure.[break][break]
Once again though, it’s an exchange to fulfill each other’s curiosity.[break][break]
Without even having a second thought, Ruki teleported in front of Jen. Leaning over her, he had one hand cupping under her chin to make eye contact with her, and the other on her shoulder. He gave out a chuckle and finally let out his response,[break][break]
“Despite you seeming very salacious and in addition, a halfling, I’ll accept this bargain with you. So long as I get to suck on you.” His thumb then traced onto her lips, slightly opening her mouth to reveal her fangs.[break][break]
“Once that’s settled, I’ll let you sate your eagerness for my blood...but just this once. I don’t always give others the permission to do as they please when it comes to touching me. Let alone, give vampires and now, dhampirs the right to drink from me.”[break][break]
Slowly, his hands lowered on her body; the hand that cupped her chin slid down to the side of her neck, and the other that rested on her shoulder slid down on her torso, only to wrap around her waist as Ruki lifted her up.[break][break]
“Are you ready?” He asked as he began to bare his fangs to her neck.
The cup of his fingers on her chin, tilting it up so that his gaze met hers, was this how vampires always approached new prey? She didn't feel hunted, but she certainly understood what some referred to as the fascination - the otherworldly allure that these beings of the night seemed to possess, more than most mortals. His steel gray eyes captivated her, she couldn't look away even if she wanted to, matching his stare with her own despite the pounding of her heartbeat in her ears.
Would it be wrong to say that she wanted - rather strongly - to do to him just as he'd done to her moments before? To run her fingers from his cheek down to his neck?
Would his reactions resemble hers...?
And then his thumb pressing, caressing her lips like that, exposing the sharp fangs that she'd carefully concealed through smiles so thoroughly trained for the task as to be second nature; Jen halfway closed her mouth while the appendage still rested there. The temptation to wrap her lips around it, to sample the flavor of his skin with a flick of her tongue as she took him in deeper... and perhaps, to nick the flesh...
A warm sigh, "One taste is enough to satisfy the urge..."
Cold fingertips dropped down again, back down her neck, forcing yet another - perhaps even sharper - gasp out of her. The other hand trailed further down (thank gods he's not a pervert...) until it reached her midsection, and she felt Ruki pull her up to a standing position. Without even thinking - practically a reflex - Jen's own hand came up and met his waist, just above the crest of his hip, though her touch wasn't what one would describe as heavy.
She could almost feel his lips brush over her skin as he asked that last question. Her hazel eyes coursed over his own pale neck, banded by a thin, thorny choker, and found where the main artery ran; she knew where to aim when her chance presented itself.
[attr="class","textieno"]He took notice on her lips halfway closing against his thumb, quite an eager mouth. It’s only tempting him more.[break][break]
She made a quick reflex by laying her hand on his hip, like that. Her gasps though before lifting her body to him, he can’t resist any longer.[break][break]
"As ready as I'll ever be."[break][break]
That chuckle of his came out again, no more waiting. [break][break]
“Good, we’re on the same page then.” He glanced at her neck, he knows that the veins, the arteries that let the blood flow inside. Either one will do. Ruki’s grip around Jen’s waist tightens as he pulls her in closer, their chests pressing against each other. His lips lightly brushed her skin, as if he was going to kiss her the crook of her neck.[break][break]
“This may hurt a bit, but noticing how your gaze is, I won’t be surprised if you enjoy it.” The tips of his fangs lightly graze against her skin, and he makes a soft hiss, sinking his fangs into her flesh. Ruki exhaled once the dhampir’s blood flowed out, pulling her body as close as they can be, and his tongue encountering with her neck, licking the blood so not one drop is spilt. A small groan was made in the back of his throat.[break][break]
The flavor her blood, sour. But it’s not sour like the blood of that one annoying blonde that he had to “tutor” the other week. It’s rather citrusy but still rather sweet, like almost tropical. It’s a taste he can tolerate, he had to have more of it. His hand that’s surrounding her neck travels to the back of her head, and twines with her soft hair as he sank his fangs deeper in the flesh, resulting him to groan, unconsciously. More of Jen’s blood has seeped through, flowing to the vampire’s tongue and he continues on licking her neck, making small moans that hum through and taking a gulp of her blood.[break][break]
He still wants more, but he did make a deal with her. Damn it. He gently pulled his fangs away from her, but licked and sucked onto her small wounds for some remaining drops. Never waste any drop of blood.[break][break]
“So this is the blood of a dhampir. Can’t say I dislike it.” He smirked.
...shit. The way he pulled her close, the brush of his lips on her neck, that infernal murmur of his voice, it was overwhelming. Ruki's predatory embrace caused a mass of confusing sensations and feelings to simmer in Jen's mind and body, and her face grew hotter as his fangs pierced her with a faint pop!
Though she wasn't by any means a masochist, the dhampir had to admit (if only to herself) that despite the pain, he was at least partially right: it did feel good.
What's wrong with me? Is this normal??
As if the combined sensations of his lips, his tongue, the fangs, the drinking of her wasn't enough, she heard the way he groaned; how hungry he sounded, how... primal, as if mere threads of self-control were the only things holding him back from devouring her. Her response to this sensuous assault was a more definite moan, her teeth gritting for a moment from the shock of the pain echoing from her skull to her shoulder, and her head feeling rather lighter.
When the vampire pulled away, Jen's hand gripped his waist to make sure she could balance, her vision momentarily blurred as she locked eyes with him again, "Was it everything you thought it would be?"
Her attention darted back to his neck, then her tongue slid out to lick her lips again - my god, just the thought of consuming his blood was starting to make her mouth water - and her voice was low, verging into her favored, purring tone, "My turn."
Jen withdrew her one hand from his waist, and fixed her gaze with Ruki's while it snaked upward, sliding over his shoulder and twisting to graze the back of his neck. Her palm rested there, fingertips threading through his raven locks, while her other arm hooked over his other shoulder. She gently - yet firmly - pulled him down a bit, and she leaned in, her tongue deliberately rolling over a spot just above his choker, to prepare for entry. Finally, her lips parted with a sigh that trailed into a faint hiss, and she rested her fang tips over the vein, then pushed them through his pale flesh.
The cool, thick liquid that flooded her mouth - truthfully - wasn't that strong-tasting (was that because, as Ruki had said, he doesn't care for strongly-flavored foods?), but the way it felt as it coursed over her tongue was indescribable. Not quite salty, not quite earthy, but somehow satisfying nonetheless... rather like vichyssoise; had she not already been eating the curry, Jen would have been most tempted to drink more of him.
She couldn't hold back a groan of her own, though the nature of her vocal habits dictated that it sounded a bit like a tiger's growl if one were to listen closely. The rush of consuming blood, the tingling sensation as it coursed down her throat, Jen felt as if she were tasting of a forbidden fruit. Would she really be content with just one taste though? The whisper at the back of her mind churned, spawning doubts, making her wonder if she hadn't made a grave mistake.
Yet, the near-feral instinct taking over, all but drowned it out, and she made sure to do him the same courtesy that he'd done for her: she lapped up any remaining drops, trying not to let any of his blood spill or be wasted.
Once she'd let go of him, and stepped back, she licked the corner of her mouth to collect the errant drop, and her lips curled into a feline smirk, "...delicious."
[attr="class","textieno"]It was guaranteed worth the time to hear such a moan coming out from her. Ruki craved for more, but had to restrain himself from biting her again. Until next time.[break][break]
He lightly touched her bite wound, the bite he had now imprinted on her. “More than I had expected.” He felt her hand gripping on his waist, taking a glance and looked back at her once more.That face of her’s says it all, “Seems like for you, it was rather enjoyable.” Lewd woman.[break][break]
It’s Jen’s turn to consume. Never did Ruki think he would ever let someone drink some of his blood, especially for an exchanging of biting one another. To let her do the honors, he closed his eyes as she pulled him in, near to where she can bite him where she prefered to. The touch of her fingertips brushing on the back of neck and to his hair caused the vampire’s body to suddenly respond with a cold shiver shooting down his spine. It took some strength in him to resist groaning, but once he felt the warm and wet tongue touching a sensitive spot just above his choker, the groan nearly came out, and only to be caught in the back of his throat.[break][break]
Surely, he was prepared for this, right? On second thought, maybe he truly wasn’t prepared, at all. Once her fangs had pierced into the cold skin, Ruki made a sudden gasp and his fingers that still were tangled in her hair clenched on from the sudden, sharp pain that seems almost pleasurable. Not only did her fangs do the work, but her tongue, her groan that made it feel like he’s been encountering with an animal. The way she’s feeding on him, almost ravenous, as if she’s been waiting for this moment in such a long time. The sensations were so overwhelming, his cheeks lightly tinged with pink and he let out a breathy sigh. It took every bit of sense in him to not let his hand that’s on her waist go down any further.[break][break]
Once Jen had finished drinking out of him, the deed has been officially done. Ruki got what he wanted, but so did she. A slight tremble came from him while she licked off any blood that remains out of his bite wound that she marked on him.[break][break]
She stepped away from him, the embrace had been released. Ruki opens his eyes and the next thing he sees is her licking lips for any blood that had spilled on the corners of her mouth, practically purring when giving the confirmation that his blood tasted delicious to her. It’s a wonder of how much strength the vampire still had to restrain himself from biting her again and trying out other spots to taste her. He had played with a lioness.[break][break]
“Savor it while you can.” With that, Ruki knew lunch time’s over. Class is going to start soon in any minute. “We’re done for today.”