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It’s an anniversary gift, if you can really call it that. It’s been a few years since that fateful night when Heizou’s would be lovers took him home, but it’s a night he’ll never forget. The date is etched into his mind, the sequence of events forever a part of who he is.
Dating a vampire isn’t easy, but dating two can be nearly impossible at times. They’re possessive, hungry, needy. If they had it their way, Heizou would never leave the house again. He thought that maybe he would feel trapped by their overprotectiveness. Instead, he only feels loved.
Because they give him space when he needs it. They let him leave, even when they don’t want him to go. They listen to him, even when they disagree. Because they love him. And he loves them too.
And because he loves them, he’s planned a night out that none of them will forget. The anticipation has been killing him for weeks. He’s good at keeping secrets, but Kazuha and Scaramouche are even better at weaseling the truth out of him. Being tight lipped has been difficult, but worth it.
After all, he can’t ruin this surprise.
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It starts with a hand written note, placed delicately on the bedside table. It’s the middle of the day, and his lovers are asleep. He has to be extra careful with the noise he makes, knowing that they’re light sleepers, but he manages to get in and out without incident.
The note is a clue. It’s one his lovers will easily be able to figure out.
Search for me in the place where we first met.
The answer, of course, is a bar. It’s local, and Heizou is friends with the owner. They’re close enough that Heizou is able to have a table reserved, no questions asked. A second note is placed there, similar to the first.
This clue is a bit more obscure.
Many of our firsts were shared on our bed, but one first was stolen where great trees grow.
They went on a trip once, well out into the mountains. It was only a few months into knowing each other, and they only went the one time. Nestled at the base of the range with a large forest surrounding it is an inn.
They’re very discreet there. They ask no questions, turn a blind eye. In the dead of night, Heizou got to see his lovers hunt for the first time. It was wild game, a deer to be more specific. The symbolism wasn’t lost on him.
Watching his lovers drain a carcass dry set a fire in Heizou’s gut. He dragged them, covered in blood, back to the inn. No one so much as turned to look as the three of them made their way upstairs.
That night, Heizou couldn’t keep his hands off of them. Watching them feed like that, seeing the wild looks in their eyes, it’s something etched into his soul that he’ll never forget. The very thought of it sets his blood on fire.
They hunted down and killed a deer that night.
Now, Heizou wants them to do it again.
He reserves the same room as before, leaving one last note.
Catch me if you can.
He cuts open his finger, letting his blood drop onto the page. His trap has been set. Now all he has to do is wait.
When night falls, he leaves the inn and heads deep into the forest. He marks trees with his blood as he goes, doubling back and creating false trails to confuse them. He doesn’t want to make this easy.
When he makes it an hour out, he takes a rest. He can’t be exhausted by the time his lovers catch his scent. He wants to be ready to run.
By the time the moon is at its peak, Heizou is a live wire of nerves. He’s continued walking, and every rustle of the leaves causes him to jump. He has the distinct feeling that he’s being watched, but he can’t tell if he’s being paranoid or not.
Right behind him, he hears a branch snap in half. He freezes, his heart pounding as he tries not to panic. He knows they can smell his fear. His adrenaline. He knows that that makes his blood taste sweeter.
Kazuha chuckles lowly, and Heizou darts forward, running as fast as he can. He can hear his lover giving chase, and he bites back a gasp of exhilaration.
Fuck.
He sprints forward, never hesitating even for a moment, but Kazuha always seems to stay just a few feet behind him. He’s playing with Heizou. He’s playing with his food.
Heizou knows Kazuha isn’t the only one he should be worrying about, either. Somewhere out there, Scara is waiting for him. If Heizou runs into him, he’s fucked.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Kazuha dart to the left. Instinctively, Heizou turns right. It happens again, and again, and with horror, he realizes he’s being corralled. Kazuha knows where Scara is, and is forcing Heizou in that direction.
Heizou can’t change courses either without running right into Kazuha. He’s trapped. They’ve caught him already, but they’re not coming in for the kill yet.
They’re having too much fun hunting him down.
Heizou is strong. He has a lot of stamina. But after minutes of going at high speed, he can feel himself beginning to slow. He struggles for each breath, the panic within him stealing the air before he can utilize it.
He hears Kazuha laugh again, and knows he’s nearing the end.
Blindly running forward, he reaches a clearing and skids to a stop, trying to back up. Scara is in front of him. Waiting for him. Heizou backs into Kazuha’s chest, and he whimpers when arms wrap around him tightly.
Kazuha’s voice is right next to his ear, lips brushing against it.
“Now, what do we have here, hm?”
“K-Kazuha–“
“Did you have fun? Worrying us? Running away?”
“That’s not–!”
Heizou is frozen as he watches Scara approach. He squirms in Kazuha’s hold, but he’s gripped tightly and nails dig into his arms. Scara stops when they’re nose to nose, just a lips brush away.
“We’ve caught you.”
“Scara, I–“
“Shh. Prey doesn’t speak. That’s all you are tonight, isn’t it? Our prey.”
Kazuha’s grip tightens on him further, and Heizou can feel his teeth graze along his ear.
“I worked up such an appetite chasing you, little deer. In fact, I think I’m starving.”
Scara smirks.
“Go on and have a taste. Only a little, though. We want to savor him.”
“Mmmnn..”
Heizou gasps when teeth sink into his neck. The euphoria is incomparable, and Kazuha has to hold him up when he goes limp. Scara leans in and kisses him, taking a hold of his jaw and forcing his mouth open. A tongue presses into Heizou’s mouth and he moans weakly, taking what’s given to him.
He isn’t prepared for Scara ripping his shirt off in one smooth motion. The buttons on Heizou’s top go flying as the fabric is shredded and he shivers as the cool air kisses his skin.
Hands roam his chest and he moans into Scara’s mouth again as Kazuha retracts his teeth and licks at the wound. As promised, only a small amount was taken. It doesn’t bode well for the rest of the night.
Scara breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down until he finds Heizou’s shoulder. He’s bitten again, and all of the strength goes out of his limbs. He’s still being held up by Kazuha, who he can feel silently chuckling behind him.
Heizou’s being turned into a pliant toy for their enjoyment. Fuck. He doesn’t think he’s ever been this aroused before.
When Scara retracts his teeth, Kazuha helps lay Heizou on the ground. His head is placed in Kazuha’s lap, and Heizou lets out a soft sound when a hand is run through his hair lovingly.
“Look at you, our pretty little human. Did you overexert yourself? Do you need a break?”
It’s mocking, as well as teasing. Heizou parts his lips in protest, but can’t seem to find his words. Scara, who has situated himself between Heizou’s legs, laughs.
“Awe, we’ve broken him already. He’s so deep into subspace, I bet we could do whatever we want with him.”
“Do you have something in mind?”
“Always.”
Heizou’s pants are peeled off easily, leaving him naked. The cool air causes him to shiver, but heat is quickly replacing all of his thoughts. The look Scara is giving him is enough to have him arching his back in need.
“No underwear? What, were you expecting this? Tsk.”
Kazuha pulls on Heizou’s hair, causing him to cry out.
“You ought to answer Scara. You won’t like what happens if you don’t.”
“I-I.. I wanted this. Scara, please, I–“
That’s all Heizou manages to get out before Scara leans down and sinks his teeth into his inner thigh. Heizou chokes on a moan, spreading his legs wider in need. He can feel himself leaking, slick dripping out of his cunt and sliding downwards. It’s obscene.
This time, Scara drinks deeper. Heizou can feel it by the rush it’s giving him. He moans again, and again, unable to get his head straight. It doesn’t help that Kazuha has begun playing with his nipples, tweaking them until they’re hard and sensitive.
When Scara pulls up, his eyes are dark and clouded with lust. He looks over Heizou, staring directly at Kazuha instead.
“Turn him over. You can decide what to do with that pretty mouth of his.”
Before Heizou can express his confusion or protest, he’s flipped onto his stomach, his ass in the air. He tries to get up onto his hands, but his arms wobble and give out again, causing Kazuha to chuckle as Heizou rests his head on his thigh again.
“Let me do all the work, hm? Just be pliant for us.”
“Hnngg Zu..”
Kazuha grins, showing off his teeth. They’re bloody from when he bit Heizou, and he shivers at the sight. Quickly, Kazuha undoes his pants, pushing down his underwear to let his cock free. He’s already hard, and Heizou makes a sound in the back of his throat.
Kazuha cups Heizou by the jaw, lifting him gently.
“Be a good boy for me. Put that tongue of yours to good use.”
Heizou’s lips part, and he’s only allowed a small inhale of breath before he’s sinking down on Kazuha’s cock. With no say on the pacing and completely at his lover’s mercy, Heizou has no choice but to take what is given to him.
Holding Heizou’s head, Kazuha lifts him up and lets him slowly drop back down. The lack of control has Heizou’s eyes rolling back in his head as he becomes light headed with the rush.
A hand slides down to Heizou’s neck, and at first he thinks it’s to stabilize him better, but then he feels it squeeze down. He lets out a choked gasp, which turns into a whine when fingers press on the bite wound.
“I can feel myself. Such a good boy, letting me into your throat. You make it seem so effortless, don’t you? You were made for this.”
Heizou can’t respond, too focused on trying to find air. He jolts when he feels Scara’s lips back at his thighs, causing him to choke. Kazuha pulls him up for a deep breath, but the reprieve is short and he’s soon being pushed back down again.
Meanwhile, Scara bites his ass cheek. He doesn’t feed, but it’s still deep enough to bleed. He retracts his fangs, only to bite the meat of his thigh next. He leaves a trail of harsh bite marks along Heizou’s ass and thighs, causing him to squirm in pain and pleasure.
He expects another bite, but cries out instead when he feels a tongue on his pussy. Fuck. Fuck–
Scara presses his tongue into him, lapping at the slick that’s formed and driving Heizou to the brink. His clit is avoided, which means he’s being teased relentlessly. Trapped like this between Scara and Kazuha, tears form at the edges of his eyes and begin to fall.
Kazuha moans at the sight, sinking Heizou down all the way and holding him there. Heizou’s throat spasms in protest, and the grip around his neck tightens.
“Take it. That’s it, take it Hei. You can do it.”
Lips and tongue find his clit as black spots begin to form in his vision. The pleasure and suffocation and high has him going limp, and for a moment he blacks out.
When he comes to, he’s on his back again. Trying to reorient himself, he finds that Kazuha and Scara have traded places. His head has been set gently in the grass, and Scara is combing through his hair.
It’s Kazuha who he’s more concerned about, however. Heizou’s legs are thrown over Kazuha’s shoulders, and he’s being given a look of pure hunger.
“Welcome back, little deer. Are you ready?”
All Heizou can do is nod, gasping when he feels Kazuha’s cock teasing at his entrance. He flushes at how slick he is, and vaguely he wonders if he came while blacked out. It would help explain how boneless he feels right now.
Kazuha presses into him and Heizou moans, his entire body tensing up to try and keep him inside. The slide is tight and hot and he feels so incredibly full. When Kazuha begins to move, Heizou arches into the pleasure.
It’s now that Scara makes his move, getting up and standing over Heizou. Belatedly, he realizes that Scara is naked. He has his back to Kazuha, his feet planted on either side of Heizou’s head, and oh. Oh.
Scara grins, his teeth a blinding white in the night.
“I think it’s only fair that you return the favor, hm? After all, I got you to cum so beautifully earlier. I think it’s my turn.”
Heizou moans as Kazuha deals a particularly harsh thrust. These two are going to kill him. Truly.
Slowly, Scara kneels down, positioning his pussy just above Heizou’s mouth. He’s already slick and Heizou whines, leaning up to have a taste. With how Kazuha is fucking him, it’s difficult to focus, and it shows with how lackluster his movements are. It’s hard to eat someone out when all he can think about is the dick filling him up.
Scara lets out an annoyed hiss, reaching down and gripping Heizou roughly by the hair. Using that as leverage, he begins grinding down on Heizou’s face, trying to get more use out of his tongue. Heizou moans at the rough treatment, doing his best to keep up and please Scara. Like this, it becomes an effort to breathe again.
Suddenly, he feels teeth digging into his inner thigh. The euphoric feeling comes back from being fed on, and Heizou moans desperately into Scara’s cunt. He feels warmth stain his leg as Kazuha spills, overly greedy with how much he’s taking. It has Heizou’s eyes rolling back and he reaches up to clutch Scara just to have something to hold onto.
Both Kazuha and Scara become rougher, fucking him with abandon. Heizou feels himself floating with pleasure, even after Kazuha retracts his fangs and licks the wound closed. A hand finds Heizou’s clit and strokes it rapidly and he clenches down hard, whining into Scara’s pussy.
Scara grabs one of Heizou’s hands, exposing his wrist and biting into it to feed. The pain is sharp, but the pleasure is even more overwhelming. Heizou can’t handle it anymore, and his entire body seizes as he begins to cum. Distantly, he hears Kazuha moan from how tightly he’s clenching.
Blinding pleasure rips through Heizou, and he loses track of the sensations flowing through him. Kazuha cums deep inside of him, and then his face is soaked as Scara follows suit. Teeth sink deeper into his wrist, and a new bite is made on his thigh shortly after.
Euphoria brings Heizou to a new high as he pants, unable to recover as Kazuha returns to stroking his clit. He can’t do anything but take it, shakes rolling over him again as a third orgasm chases after the second.
His vision swarms before he blacks out once more, light headed but in a state of bliss.
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Two individuals covered in blood arrive at a familiar inn. One is carrying an unclothed person, also covered in blood. No one bats an eye as they head into the room they’ve rented for the night. Silently, a bath is drawn for them and spare clothes are left outside their door. No questions are asked.
It’s a good thing Heizou requested the week off. His lovers are nowhere near done with him yet.