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Dracola
He could smell him, feel the strong pulse beneath the skin at his jugular. He ran his tongue over his teeth in pleasure and was startled by the growth of his canines.
He was a vampire. He grinned wickedly and advanced on the blonde boy in the bed.
Kneeling on the bed he noticed something strange on the bedside table a bottle that he'd not seen since he was a child. Shrugging it off getting back to the task at hand he lent over the blond nuzzling into his neck. He flew back with a hiss spitting wiping his tongue on his palm. He growled in annoyance. About to attack he pauses a minute.
Suntan lotion? He ran a hand through his shaggy black hair and growled. 'But the boy smells so nice' his brain whined at him. ' please, please, please try again. For meee?' ergh his brain was such a child.
Climbing back onto the silken red and black adorned four poster he got into position straddling the boy. He smirked. He pulled out an almost black green handkerchief and gently rubbed the small patch of skin in the hollow of the blondes neck. He leaned in slower this time almost cringing in anticipation of the sun cream taste. Just before he was about to latch onto his victims neck he whispered
what was the sun cream for?
What he wasn't expecting was a holier-than-thou voice to answer
Why this of course!
Out from under the sheets the blonde lifted a vial which shone so brightly it hurt. Once again the vampire flew across the room hissing ferociously to hide in the shadows.
He had no choice now he had to leave. The blonde was more trouble than the way he smelled. Mumbling incoherently he turned to leave the room. He yanked open the door. Then something jumped on his back, yanked his head to the side and bit hard into the flesh that lay exposed.
He was released momentarily.
"I win Harry" he turned round and came face to face with the blond. Red streaks dripping from pearly White fangs protruding from his mouth.
"but dray you cheated" harry put on his best pout. "But I'll forgive you when you get rid of that thing. " obligingly Draco walked to the bed and wrapped the vial in the black vest top he had just removed, extracting a feral growl from harry. Draco placed the bundle in the bottom of a huge mahogany wardrobe.
Satisfied that the light would not come back that night harry sauntered to the bed for the third time and slipped in amongst the sheets.
"coming?" he asked.
"yh" Draco was in beside him in an instant. They lay spooned together Draco's back pressed into Harry's chest.
"harry?" Draco said a little later. "you can let go now."
Harry sighed as he withdrew his fangs from the neck of his partner.
"and are you really going to wear all those clothes to bed?"
Harry smirked" I don't know you tell me" Draco smirked in return getting the picture entirely.
The end.