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Diagnosis: Obnoxious and gorgeous. Unknown Physiological condition.
Secondary Diagnosis: Stuck-up and bratty. Abnormal behavior of biological preservation.
Treatment: Hit with a gurney. Further examination.
Prognosis: Poor. Subject remains dangerously charming. Physician is emotionally compromised.
A human only becomes a vampire if vampire blood enters their body after being bitten; a bite by itself isn't enough.
The hospital had a permanent, stained aroma of human elements with faint traces of soap, sweat, medicines, and chemicals. The sharp scent of disinfectant and alcohol hung in the air, the smell would make someone grimace upon entering a room, but the somewhat negative connotation of bleach mixed with clean laundry and the faint plastic smell of medical equipment felt like a deeply sadistic satisfaction.
It’s the middle of the night, the patient rooms are quiet, with the faint hums and breathing of ventilators that blur into white noise throughout the hallways. Only a few workers were on shift, but all were retreating to the staff break and locker rooms, probably dozing off after the long day.
But not Yunah.
Yunah was a doctor who stayed up late to review documents. There had been an unprecedented number of unexplained deaths occurring in the town, which felt strangely unimpressed for her. She was reviewing documents about a patient who had come in with police who were investigating a familiar case of marks in a recognizable pattern. Almost every patient with the same description had the same verdict: several superficial crescent-shaped marks with fresh bruises and mild swelling… and two punctures with the impression of elongated canine teeth.
She was sitting inside the blood-testing room, studying under the microscope as she examined the patient's sample, observing the blood globules, platelets, plasma, and white blood cells, her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and the smell of sweat emitting through her gloves lingered as shcame The walls were bare, with only white plaster thcame fromher, and only light in the room was the one emitted from the microscope.
Suddenly, a faint noise came from outside the door. Yunah’s head perked up slightly before turning her head slowly towards it. She got up from her seat and slowly walked to the door, turning the knob ever so slowly that the crinkles of springs were audible. Her breath steadied as she began to push carefully.
The door slowly opened…
Only to reveal nothing.
Yunah breathed a sigh of relief as she then stuck her head outside, the hallway lights were dim but not dark enough that someone could trip, just enough that you wouldn’t squint. The faint hum of the overhead lights missed the fact that the parts of the hallway would have a pattern of dark spots, just like the horror movies: when the lights blink, and something appears.
She turned her head to the left, nothing in sight except for the exit light that brightened near the window.
She turned her head to the right, nothing in sight except… a jacket? It was too far to make out what it was, but it stood in the middle of the hallway and looked ahead. A jacket would be on someone's body, but this one was sitting on someone’s head.
Yunah narrowed her eyes at the figure, deciding whether to step out of her room or not.
Then the jacket started to move, deliberately slow until it was under one of the overhead lights.
Yunah’s heart started to heighten, her breathing staggered a bit, but she couldn't look away from the figure who was approaching. The jacketed figure had transformed into a head of messy, long hair, tangled with what seemed to be a dark, thick substance, and it seemed to be wearing a silky white, blood-stained nightgown. A weir of blood streamed down its mouth as the eyes were now visible, its eyes tracked Yunah, a binocular squint of fixation.
The figure stood in front of Yunah’s door. A challenge was being spoken between them. Yunah kept her gaze sharp as the figure floated in front of her, a stench of metal grew around them.
Strangely, Yunah’s demeanor was calm.
“It’s getting old.” Yunah sighed exasperatedly. She pushed past the figure, her shoulder knocking them back a bit.
“What’s getting old?” A honeyed voice sounded out of the figure. It followed behind her, the messy hair starting to fall and sway away from its face, revealing a pale-skinned ghost of a woman.
Yunah made her way to the back of the receptionist table. “That thing you do with the brooding silence like you're scary.” She pointed and waved a pen at her.
“Your cardiovascular system tells me otherwise.” The ghost woman pulled herself onto the ledge, pushing away a box of files, fixing herself a spot to sit in front of Yunah. “Do I not frighten you, Noh Yunah?”
Yunah lowered her head as she picked up a vanilla folder. “You've been pestering me relentlessly night after night now, Park Minju.” She glanced towards her through her peripherals. “I expect to see you more often than the patients who walk sleepwalk.”
“Aw, you’ve been looking forward to seeing me?” Minju’s body slightly lifted from the ledge, slowly gliding her to float beside Yunah.
“I look forward to you not killing people.” Yunah’s tone hinted at sarcasm and mockery, not looking at her.
“I do not kill people.” Minju protested as she started to float on top of her. “They invited me into their houses, it's not my fault.”
“Then if I can't keep you from killing people,” Yunah wrote something inside the pages of the folder. “I shouldn't keep giving you free blood packets.” She then put the folder in a box before pulling out another vanilla folder, still not focusing her attention on the floating girl. “Drink a cow or something.”
“Damn.” Minju pouted as she tilted her head. “Did a patient spike your drink with sputum? This conversation is becoming pointless.” Her floating body slowly lowered to Yunah’s side.
Yunah finally looked at her. “No, you need to stop coming here.”
“You’ll need to stop inviting me inside then.” Minju inched closer with a soft smile. “I was beginning to think you were locking me out of the hospital tonight.”
Before Yunah could gather her thoughts to respond, Minju glided gracefully behind her. With a playful smile, she wrapped her arms around Yunah’s waist, her cold hands were light and reassuring. Floating in a lean, slightly, Minju leaned over Yunah’s shoulder, her breath cold against her skin as she peered curiously at the folder cradled in Yunah's hands.
Yunah could feel her blood spike, blooming out of her heart as it navigated through up her neck: the circulation filling her ears and cheeks. Veins tingling the nerves in her shoulders as her spine straightened from the shock of Minju’s cold skin pressed against the sensitive nape of her neck.
“Watch your fangs, Minju. I can't have you leaving anything on me tonight.” Yunah said in a low tone, trying to keep her posture calm.
“But I'm hungry, Yunah…” Minju whispered a breath against Yunah’s ear, she could smell Yunah’s blood flowing through different parts of her body. Her ears were pulsing with blood as it showed a faint shade of red.
“The police are on your trail, if they trace you here, then I'll be in trouble.” Yunah pried herself from Minju’s embrace. “You can feast away from here, people have been dropping like flies, and I need to check on every patient…” She then turned the folder to Minju, showing a picture of a patient's neck with visible bruising that shaped a mouth with specific canine placements. “...Who I can assume are your victims from these bite marks?”
Minju looked at the photograph for only a few seconds before casually sitting on the ledge, crossing her legs, just unbothered. “Must’ve been a wild animal. Don't you have other nurses working with you?”
Yunah put the folder down. “No, because some thing has been terrorizing them throughout the building.” Yunah cocked her hips, arms folded. “You've been scaring them away from taking any night shifts, rarely anyone is here.”
“You’re my favorite human, what can I say?” Minju let out an amused laugh while flashing a confident smile, leaning towards her.
“Oh, please.” Yunah scoffed amusingly, then walked towards her, putting her hands on the cold woman’s thighs, slowly pushing them apart, making space for her to stand in between and leaning close. “I bet that’s how you lure them in the first place.”
“You think of me as such?” Minju placed a hand dramatically over her chest as she gazed longingly up at Yunah, allowing her to insert herself. “Dear me, I should suck the life out of you.” She stared at Yunah as she bit her lip teasingly at the last word.
Yunah’s expression turned mischievous as her mouth formed a sly smile. “Kisses do taste different with blood in your mouth.” She stared at the dried blood that drooled on the corners of Minju’s mouth.
Minju’s eyes showed a specific hunger towards Yunah. She could smell the warm surge of blood and feel the pulse that radiated off of her, as much as she wanted to drink her, she felt attached to her. Yunah is aware that Minju has been restraining herself from killing her, so she has sometimes been giving her packets of her own blood to satisfy her thirst.
Yunah leaned in closer, her heart racing as she pressed her lips against Minju’s. The chill of the surrounding metal seemed to echo in the depths of her mouth, mingling with the warmth of the moment. As her tongue lightly traced the contours of Minju’s lips, she caught a hint of a coppery aftertaste, rich and tantalizing. With a gentle urgency, Yunah deepened the kiss, shifting her weight to lean further over Minju, causing her to tilt her head back in sweet surrender. Yunah's hands found a resting place at Minju’s waist, fingers gliding over the smooth, silky fabric of her clothing, savoring the softness beneath her touch. Minju was cold to the touch, but she didn’t mind.
The unrelenting turmoil battled within Minju every time Yunah was in her reach, a strong surge urges wanting to taste her succulent blood, but her addiction to Yunah’s edge control had her in surrender. Yunah’s warm body was pressed against Minju’s, her primal urge to sink her teeth into Yunah’s soft flesh was unbearable. Yunah’s delicate tongue was travelling around her cold mouth, in return, she pushed back with her mouth just enough to be in an entanglement.
Just as Minju was gaining control, Yunah tugged at Minju’s collar, a gentle reminder that she needed to breathe, but Minju didn’t notice. She wrapped her arms around Yunah’s neck, locking her in place. Yunah’s face contorted into a pained expression, she was suffocating against Minju’s mouth. Her nostrils flared as air was now being pushed out and pulled in, the needed air still wasn’t noticed by the vampire. She could only rely on breathing through her nose as they both fought for dominance.
Minju could feel her canines start to elongate, the sharpened teething being taking hold of her. She could feel the rushing of blood beneath Yunah’s lips, the adrenaline coursing through her throat, her heartbeat pulsing a sharper rhythm like electricity. Yunah slammed her hands on the table as her body was starting to stagger, the motion unbothering Minju as she started adding more pressure against Yunah’s lips, bruising them.
Yunah could only whimper in pain and satisfaction, her lungs ached for air as her muscles started to shake. Minju felt the vibrations of Yunah’s sound, reciprocating with a desperate moan that had them both scrambling papers off the desk. The restraint was too much for Minju, her canines had shifted into fangs, and her hunger was breaking through.
Yunah hadn’t realized Minju was losing suppression of her urges and was breathing raggedly against her. Minju couldn’t help it anymore, her expression turned into something sinister, and her eyes opened abruptly as she pierced Yunah’s bottom lip, the skin bleeding instantly.
Yunah’s eyes widened open, feeling the pinch in her lip instinctively. “Oh shit–” she pulled away from Minju, stumbling backwards until she crashed her back against the printer.
The faintly metallic tang of blood rested inside Minju’s mouth, a small piece of skin stuck to her bottom lip. She covered her mouth instantly, realizing what she had done.
“Shit-Yunah–” Minju stopped herself, she froze as she stared at the pained Yunah, who had a bleeding lip and an aching back. “Yunah, I didn’t mean to.”
“You finally bit me?” Yunah swallowed the blood that had pooled into her mouth, her tongue licking the wound now. “New record, Park Minju.”
Minju held her breath as the smell of blood overwhelmed her, she kept one hand clamped over her mouth as the other held onto the edge of the desk. Only the sounds of whimpers escaped through her fingers. She shut her eyes tight as she forced herself to concentrate, the scent made her instincts flare, swallowing the trace of blood in attempts to satisfy hunger.
Yunah quickly covered her bleeding mouth and patched the wound with the nearest wipes, scrambling to get up. Her conscience screamed at her not to move closer, yet her body automatically found itself embracing Minju. She knew the danger of being close, especially when it came to open wounds, but she didn't care.
“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m okay,” Yunah hushed, reassuring her as she hugged Minju firmly, patting her head. “I’ll get you your blood packet soon.”
Minju could only wrestle with herself, the stench of Yunah’s body heat had overpowered but she maintained her control. She grunted in frustration, her eyes opening slightly to see Yunah, who was staring at her with a perplexed expression. The sight made her body falter a fraction, the urges slowly decreasing to a stop, her animal instincts could recognize that Yunah wasn’t food.
— Later
They sat in an empty examination room, the faint rustle of paper towels crinkling softly in the background as the air conditioning unit hummed steadily overhead. Yunah was filtering the organization inside the fridge of the blood bank, checking them as if they were tainted. Minju floated nearby quietly sucking on a packet, the red staining her lips into a bold red color.
“I’m running low on my samples.” Yunah sighed as she locked the fridge door. “I’ll need to donate more so you won't have to restrain yourself so much.”
Minju’s eyes lowered to the floor, feeling guilty. “You don’t have to keep doing this for me.” Her hands gripped the packet tightly as more of the thick liquid was downed.
Yunah looked at her longingly, eyes in a forgiving manner. “Don’t do that.” She approached her, wrapping her arms behind Minju, slowly bringing her down from the air. “I don’t mind as long as I get to see you.”
“I almost lost control that time, Yunah.” Minju slightly turned. “Stop saying that like it's another hypothesis from the previous experiments you did on me.”
Yunah pressed her face against the crevice of Minju’s neck, smelling the faint scent of cold rain and smoke that lingered. “You couldn’t help yourself when you first kissed me, I’m bound to make everything some type of idea.”
Minju turned to face her, Yunah’s lips stained with dried blood, a chilling reminder of earlier that lingered for a second. “Your ideas have a way of leading us into dangerous territory...” she warned, her voice laced with apprehension.
Yunah let out a small chuckle. “Have you ever had sex, Park Minju?”
Minju’s breath got caught. She stared at what was supposed to be the careful Doctor, but she was a fucking sadist to take on a profession that was supposed to be medically curious. Yunah never recoiled or showed fear towards Minju, at first, it felt like a challenge, but it turned out to be something else.
“What kind of absurd question are you asking?” Minju managed to gather her words.
“It’s a professional query…” Yunah rolled her eyes, hiding seriousness. Her hands locked themselves behind the small of Minju’s back.
Minju continued to sip on her packet. “Whatever motive lies beyond your query sounds… unethical, Doctor.”
“You never questioned my practices.” Yunah raised an eyebrow. “Not even when I've tried to prick you with a needle in an attempt to draw blood that isn't there.”
“This question makes me wonder if it's a personal motive, so I am allowed to question you.”
“I’ve been nothing but welcoming to you. It’s the least you could do in return,” Yunah said, her tone laced with a whiny tone. She released Minju with a sigh, then removed her lab coat and folded it neatly to the side, revealing the fitted silhouette of her blouse tucked neatly into her tailored slacks.
Minju’s eyes traced Yunah’s figure, her mouth breaking into a smile. “And the least I can do is not kill you and your pretty face.” She put the packet down next to Yunah’s coat, her eyes still studying how Yunah’s clothes seemed to hug in all the right places.
“And why haven't you?” Yunah smiles back, now slightly towering over her.
Minju has no words, she could smell the aroma of blood starting to boil from Yunah’s stomach down to her core. Luckily, the blood she drank had sufficed her hunger in the meantime, but blood won’t satisfy a different kind of hunger that was starting to grow.
"You are so vulgar," Minju finally says, her voice steady as she locks her gaze with Yunah. Those dark, mesmerizing eyes seemed to pierce through her. They were captivating, almost intoxicating, as if they reached deep into her soul, some guilty pleasure.
“It's anatomy.” Yunah murmurs, her eyes darting back and forth from Minju’s eyes and lips. She slowed her breathing just enough to take in Minju’s permission, slowly leaning down to reach her lips, but Minju turned her head slightly to the side, missing the placement.
Minju drifted herself an inch away from Yunah before circling her, the playful glint of her eyes in wonder. “So, tell me then…” she began, her voice low and anticipated. “Humans experience this fight or flight response, right? When faced with danger, adrenaline floods your body, igniting it with a stimulating energy.”
Yunah was not listening at all as she watched the tempting woman, her eyes wandering at how her nightgown curved along her back down to her lower body as a shadow cast the figure of what was underneath. She gulped at the sight, her lips pressed together as the heat started to rise behind her neck.
Minju began to walk slowly toward Yunah, causing her to back up until she found herself against the examination bed. She paused for a moment, assessing Yunah as her steps slowed. Leaning in slightly closer, her tone shifted to something more intense. “Do you feel that surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins right now?”
“Or must I rattle your nervous system?” Minju slowly placed her arms beside Yunah, not touching her, but the proximity felt too close to handle. With Yunah’s back against the examination bed, she could only stare with anticipation.
“I think you rattled it enough from your little incident earlier.” Yunah managed a wry smile.
Minju tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “This society has an odd fascination with love and sex. In all my years of hearing various perspectives, I find these interests to be tinged with a sense of loathing.”
“Your sense of humanity can be deranged.”
“And you mean you are perfectly sane?” Minju raised an eyebrow.
“I'll have you know that I’m knowledgeable in how to make your body shut down and can be capable of bringing you back to life.” Yunah’s voice had a velvet tone, something about that sentence felt wrong.
Minju studied her with an amused expression. “You are sadistic, Doctor Noh.”
“You don't seem to have a problem with that, do you?” Yunah lifted Minju by her chin.
“So your brain knows when to run but…” Minju pressed her body against Yunah’s. “Your body reacts to me as… what?”
“Don't get too ahead of yourself.” Yunah’s thumb grazed along Minju’s lower lip.
“You amuse me.” Minju giggled.
“Are you really saying that you’re celibate?” Yunah raised her eyebrows, curiosity piqued.
“Are you interested in my anatomy?” Minju rested a side of her face against Yunah’s palm, looking up at her with innocence.
“You fascinate me,” Yunah replied, amused. “Unfortunately, that isn't the same thing as permission to experiment.”
“Oh? Permission?”
Diagnosis: Suffering a psychological bout. The subject likes to bite.
Secondary Diagnosis: Infatuation?
Treatment: Continued observation. Engage the deep muscles of the forearms when focusing on the soft, spongy tissue inside.
Prognosis: Indeterminate. The subject is apprehended as the Physician is pleased.
Minju's fingers glided softly over the smooth fabric of Yunah's shirt, unbuttoning each one as her gaze remained locked onto Yunah's eyes. The tension in the air was full of anticipation, Yunah’s breaths mingled as the moment intensified, and each button released a step closer to vulnerability.
“You are radiating with a curious amount of warm blood in specific places,” Minju said in a sultry tone, her hands slowly unveiling the hem of the blouse, revealing a gently breathing cleavage. “Right here.”
Yunah focused on keeping her breath controlled and even, yet she couldn't shake the sensitivity coursing through her, the unmistakable throbbing of her nipples pressing against the fabric of her bra.
Minju pressed her cheek against Yunah, inhaling the intoxicating mix of sweat and iron. As her heart raced, she began to massage Yunah's breasts, producing a soft sigh from her. The chill of Minju’s hands against Yunah's skin sent shivers through her, igniting a plunging excitement. A sweet smile graced Minju's lips as her fingers discovered Yunah's frantic heartbeat beneath her fingertips, echoing like a drum in a moment of suspense. Minju found herself teetering on the edge of her own sanity, waiting for what would come next.
She showered soft, lingering kisses along Yunah's breasts, her lips cold against the warm skin. As she slowly reached behind Yunah, her fingers fumbled with the clasp of the bra. Yunah threw it to the floor, the feeling of knowing where Minju lingered on her body felt comfortable. Her nipples were cold and erect in the air, Minju stared at them with temptation.
Yunah smirked as she saw Minju’s expression was like a deer in headlights. She then bunched up her breasts and puckered them up at Minju’s face, who was still staring with amazement. Minju cupped a breast and eagerly slipped her mouth at it, her tongue flicking the nub as her hand squeezed the other breast.
Yunah gasped softly at her cold mouth, she tilted her head back as Minju mouthed at her breasts now. Minju could sense the amount of heat that radiated from Yunah’s chest, her body temperature circulating with blood that had Minju feeling an edge from a delicious snack.
The heat enveloped them, intensifying in the air as Minju's hand gracefully slid down to Yunah's pants. Her palm settled against Yunah's covered center, warm and a bit unyielding. “You have blood radiating especially right here,” she remarked, her voice low, a teasing tone to it.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” Yunah murmured, her hands now on Minju’s hips, fingertips squeezing the soft muscle.
Minju giggled softly as she carefully unbuckled and removed Yunah’s attire, revealing a set of black laced underwear. With a delicate touch, Minju’s fingers explored the fabric, feeling the way it clung to Yunah’s skin, coated in a slick sheen that hinted at the tension between them.
Yunah, momentarily taken aback, grabbed Minju's wrist, a playful glint sparking in her eyes. Her face wore a mock-serious expression that made Minju smirk with question.
“Sorry, darling,” Yunah said, her voice dripping with playful defiance, “I don’t bottom.”
With a quick and fluid motion, Yunah wrapped her arms around Minju's waist, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. Startled for a moment, Minju let out a yelp as she instinctively pulled her legs up, her thighs tightening around Yunah's waist as she found herself securely held in her embrace.
Yunah chuckled before pressing her lips to Minju’s, prompting a surprised grunt from Minju. However, she quickly surrendered to Yunah’s kiss. Minju placed her hands on Yunah’s shoulders for stability as she indulged in the warmth of Yunah’s mouth. Yunah’s tongue danced with Minju’s as the sounds of their exchange filled the air.
In a moment, Yunah gently placed Minju on the examination bed, keeping their kiss intact. Her hands cupped Minju’s cold face, applying more pressure as their lips moved together. Minju's expression became pleading, drawn in by the warmth of Yunah's lips. She tugged at Yunah’s arms, wanting to deepen it.
With a ragged breath, Yunah pulled away. “You know, you should humor me,” she said to Minju, drawing her fingers back from her face. Minju leaned forward slightly, as if attempting to follow her touch. Their eyes locked once more. “Would you like to indulge me in some more research? This one would be more of an experiment, really.”
Minju swallows, eyes half-lidded. “What kind of experiment?” Her voice is broken.
“I need to understand whether vampires retain normal human bodily functions despite their preserved physiology.”
Minju’s train of thought had broken down a long time ago. “...Meaning?”
“I need to know if you can cum.”
Yunah’s unreadable expression had Minju staring at her like she had grown two heads. Yunah crawled more on top of her, eyes fixated on each other as Minju swallowed with anticipation.
“I've dreamt about this moment before,” Yunah whispered as she slid her hand up the nightgown. “You’re absolutely captivating.”
Minju’s eyes fluttered shyly, bunching up the rest of her nightgown. “Do I live up to your expectations?”
Yunah pressed her fingertips against Minju’s wet undergarment. “Better.”
Minju slightly winced, biting her lip. “You’re warm,” she managed.
“Darling, you're so pretty it hurts,” Yunah murmured as she pressed a kiss against Minju’s ear.
The warm breath seemed to have placed a spell on Minju, even without a beating organ or with blood rushing through her, she felt as if she could climax just at the sensation. Her hands showed more of her white cotton underwear, a soaked bottom as Yunah traced her index finger up and down at the nub.
Minju let out a soft whine, just when it seemed the struggle would continue, Minju surrendered to the allure of the moment. She widened her legs as Yunah moved closer, slipping the underwear off.
Yunah’s eyes studied the pretty view that was displayed just for her. She circled her clit slowly, watching Minju’s squirming reactions as traces of slick glinted. Adoring how this bloodthirsty woman gave herself so easily to a human. Minju’s hips slightly buckled, following the wave of her finger, her hands brushed Yunah’s hair back to see her eyes: dark and observing.
Without any warning, Yunah slipped two fingers into the cold inside, her gaze locking onto the connection as her fingers slowly disappeared into the warmth. Minju's walls tightened around her, a gasp escaping her lips as sensations surged through her. There was a rhythmic pulse echoing from Yunah’s fingers, a thrilling heartbeat inside Minju’s pussy.
Minju pulled Yunah down to her, sealing their lips in a passionate kiss. The warmth of Yunah's body pressed against her own sent waves of desire coursing through her, each heartbeat from her chest pulsating with an edge provoking her so as not to bite. As Yunah exhaled into the kiss, Minju felt the heat of her breath enveloping them like a cocoon. Yunah's fingers began to explore, gently thrusting and curling rhythmically, which sent shivers of anticipation spiraling through Minju's body.
With a gentle but firm handle, Minju shifted her hands from tugging at Yunah’s hair to softly pushing her away, creating a delicate space between them. A mercy bestowed, allowing Yunah to breathe a little easier in the whirlwind, and God. The body heat. The sweat.
Their foreheads pressed against each other, Yunah’s fingers curling deeper within Minju, gliding over that uniquely soft, spongy spot deep inside her. As a wave of pleasure surged through her, Minju's eyebrows arched in surprise, a breathless gasp escaping her lips along with Yunah's name. Her hips instinctively lifted off the bed, responding to the sensation that enveloped her.
Minju glanced down, captivated by the way Yunah's arm worked, exploring her insides. She felt the gentle pressure of another finger being slipped inside, a mixture of sensations sending waves of heat through her.
“Ah—fuck, that’s… A lot,” Minju managed to stutter out, eyes screwing shut. She could feel her canines erratically sharpen, grimacing at the pleasure.
Yunah’s eyes widened at seeing her fangs poke out, enjoying her struggle. A smile crept up as her pace increased, wet squelching sounds audible enough.
“You’re so– God–” Minju says, voice cracking. Her back arched as stimulation hit her clit, a thumb rubbing up on it.
“Not God,” Yunah corrects with a chuckle, “But yes.”
“Fuck you.” Minju whines, unsure how she can find this situation funny. Still, the way she lets out another small laugh above her does ease her body just a little bit. Her walls accept the stretch of Yunah’s fingers that curl inside.
“Can you hear yourself, Minju?” Yunah teased in a low tone, her pace shifting from a fast pace to a slow pull and a hard push inside. The change made Minju slightly cry, her eyelids struggling to stay shut but wouldn't manage to open.
Minju could only whimper in response, unable to properly respond to her. Her hands clawed through the cushions of the bed as her fangs formed with gasps that echoed in the room.
Yunah’s eyebrows jumped at the sight, her fangs glistened, a new curiosity that ignited inside her. She huffed out a laugh in an effort to put her energy into fucking the vampire… and with her expertise, was aware of her soon-to-be climax.
Minju gritted her teeth as she looked closely at Yunah, her hair was sticking to her forehead as she flashed a sinister smile. She watched her swallow, and how her throat bobbed, blood pooled throughout her entire body, and the stench grew like the smell of a meal of a time.
There was no warning, the pensive warning of what happened earlier was no more.
Minju widened her mouth, not releasing any sounds, but releasing a bite towards Yunah’s neck. Her teeth sank into the flesh, piercing through the muscle to the artery. Her climax surged against Yunah’s fingers and in her bite. The feeling ignited an intoxicating allure that pulled Minju into a fighting frenzy as she felt her stomach flip, still feeling the surge from cumming.
Yunah, fucking sadist and laced in masochism, allowed it. And fuck, did it hurt like hell. The bite was tight but not to the point of ripping off, her neck flexed as she grimaced. She felt Minju’s walls squeeze her fingers, her body shook and twitched as her thighs hugged around Yunah’s waist.
An internalized struggle pushed against Minju’s conscience, her mind spiraled toward losing sanity as her primal instincts screamed for a kill. Any remaining control left pulled in desperate effort to not suck the blood of her lover, instead, she pushed her own venom inside her.
The cold energy surged out, and inside Yunah, her strong composure faded. The transformation was not painless, but Minju had never been the maker of one to be a vampire.
Yunah’s breathing became unsteady as the venom took hold, she pulled herself off of Minju's bite, automatically reaching for her neck. Minju’s body lay back on the bed, her chest heaved in a way that it breathed out a sigh of relief. Then Yunah’s body grew strangely cold, while every sound around her seemed to become sharper as the strong scent of blood filled her lungs, forcing her fangs out.
The sweat on her skin seemed to have burned away in its place, with a temperature that didn’t make her shiver. She cast her gaze toward Minju, who lay motionless on the bed with her eyes closed, her arms gracefully at her sides. Minju's legs sprawled lightly, a delicate slick, sparkling under the soft glow of the lights.
Yunah leaned down to Minju, with no fear or shame. “So what’s the verdict, Love?” Her voice blended with honey and tenderness.
“...Immense pleasure,” Minju replied, her voice weighed with satisfaction. She opened her eyes to see a different… smiling and fanged Yunah, her reaction spiked. “Oh…”
“You bit me again,” Yunah chuckled as she made space for herself beside Minju, no more difference in temperature and no temptation to kill. “And now look at me.”
Minju stared at her, disbelief replacing the usual amusement. “You’re not afraid?”
“I was.” Yunah poked at her pointy teeth. “But I feel the same. Only now that I might have to ask permission whenever I want to go anywhere and need to control my thirst.” She let out a faint laugh.
Minju leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she gently touched the new vampire's fangs with her finger. “You…” she began, a playful smile spreading across her face, “You got carried away with that experiment, Noh Yunah.”
In a sudden, bold move, Yunah pulled Minju closer and pressed her lips against hers in a swift kiss. “Now, we both know vampires can cum,” she replied with a teasing glint in her eyes, her voice low and playful.
The unexpected kiss made Minju jump slightly, a surprised gasp followed by a fit of giggles escaping her. She looked up at Yunah, her eyes reddened with delight. “If that’s so…” she began, her tone trailing off as positions danced in her mind, anticipation twinkling in her gaze.
“Wanna go for another round?”
— After a few rounds until the morning.
Minju was nowhere to be found, yet the news always seemed to know her whereabouts whenever new bodies appeared. This time, the headlines showcased a collection of pale, wrinkled corpses that appeared to have been drained of all color, arranged in the shape of a heart.
Yunah watched the television hanging from the wall and smiled to herself. She then opened her medical notebook and wrote a final sentence beneath her notes: “Clinical Observation: prolonged exposure to the patient has compromised the observer’s assessment.”
Diagnosis: Immortality. And satisfied.
Secondary Diagnosis: Irreversible attachment.
Treatment: N/A
Prognosis: Terminal.