Vampires...
The deadliest humanoids that plagues the earth.
The inhumane strength couple with their abilities.
As well as how easy it was for them to spread.
But what remains most dangerous of all about them shall be their appearance.
When portrayed properly they looked just like mere humans.
Indistinguishable by face or name.
Unless...
A groan sounded softly in the bedroom, a lithe body shifted irritably in the bed. He buried his head in the sheets, covering coarse red locks, as rays of sunlight entered through the windows. Each beam of light shown brightly in the modest room, several having shone directly onto his face.
"Ungh..."
He motioned one arm out of the thick blankets as tried to wave off the light, as his sleep muddled mind refused to allow him to leave the security of the bed. He knew he was to far away from the windows to be able to accomplish anything but he still tried to ward away the accursed beams. They were not welcomed right now.
He grumbled incoherently, pulling himself back into the blankets as he began to fully grasp that his methods weren't working.
"..."
He debated with himself whether or not he should consider leaving the bed to get up and close the curtains. It would shut the light off but then there'd be no chance whatsoever of him falling back asleep... Weighing his options he decided to just shield his head and ignore them, despite knowing that they were shining on him.
Just knowing irritated him even more.
He had to find some way to...
Footsteps sounded softly near the doorway.
Why were there footsteps in his...his lips parted with remembrance.
This wasn't his room.
He kept his eyes shut and tried to empty his mind, he only had a short while longer to even be capable of sleeping again. He murmured a quiet thank you as he heard the curtains being pulled, the warmth of the sunlight no longer being felt.
Thank you so much...
The footsteps gradually drew closer to the bed before he the sheets being pulled off of head, to which he was also thankful.
Those blankets suffocated him whenever he was completely under them.
A hand ran through his hair gently to which he offered a soft sigh, this felt good.
Sleep drew closer and closer as his savior soothed him.
So close...
He felt his consciousness ebbing away slowly, a little more and he would return to the land of dreams.
The hand left his hair and he felt a weight being placed on the bed, a mild annoyance but he let it off.
It didn't matter when he was so close to...
"Gaara..." Came a soft voice, "Wake up..."
Why was everything against him this morning...
"Go away...Uchiha..." he muttered quietly.
A chuckle arose beside him; he felt the weight shift drawing closer to him.
He could have cursed then and there, how had he even gotten to the Uchiha's apartment in the first place?
"You honestly can't remember?" A silently sly voice cooed.
"Stay out of my head Uchiha." Gaara growled.
"As you wish."
Telepathy...one the absolute worstthings any creature could have in Gaara's opinion.
Gaara attempted to calm his mind but he found himself berated with the question of how he had even gotten there. It had taken him a few moments but slowly his memories began to piece themselves back together again.
He'd been invited over.
A phone call, the Uchiha had called him and asked if he had wanted to stay over in his home for the night. Gaara hadn't the fondest clue why he'd made the sudden request but he hadn't rejected. It wasn't as if he'd done something to upset him. Besides...it had been a while since he'd had any alone time with his lover. That's why he was here...and without bothering to think on it, it explained why exactly he was naked in his bed. He wanted to spend some time with him.
He felt a hand nudge him, had wanted to...
"Come now, wake up."
"Leave me be Uchiha..."
What his lover didn't seem to understand was that he was an insomniac!
In-Som-Ni-Ac!
It was hard enough falling asleep altogether, whenever he did manage to without medication he always tried to get as much as he could. Should he be awakened there was the slim chance that he could go to sleep again if tried to within fifteen minutes.
Ten of those minutes had already passed...
His lover may have been a certified bloodsucker but that sure didn't give him a reason to disturb his sleep! No one other than Gaara knew he was a vampire, he just didn't think it was all that important to tell.
He was near strangling the man that didn't seem to want to leave him alone. He attempted to calm his mind again if only to attempt to provoke rest and to keep the Uchiha from catching wind of his thoughts.
The man already knew too much for his own good.
The mattress shifted once again, Gaara could feel his hand near his shoulder.
"Are you really that upset with me? You only call me by Uchiha whenever I've angered you."
"..." Gaara mumbled what was likely in incoherent threat before silencing himself.
Two minutes left...
Gaara shifted to his side away from his lover who frowned at the sight.
"Must I take certain measures?"
"Bite me..." Came the lazy reply.
"Bite..." He said quietly, looking at Gaara who lay near completely still on the bed. Sleep almost upon him and he didn't want his lover to sleep now. He wished for his little redhead to be awake now which brought him back to his last comment.
Bite.
...
Me.
A wicked grin spread across his face as he gazed at the near sleeping form of his lover. The grin widened to a toothy smile to which long sharp fangs protruded from his lips.
Bite it shall be.
The hand by Gaara's shoulder suddenly grasped him and pressed him onto his back, the Uchiha yanked the covers down to his hips before Gaara could make any sense of the situation.
He only understood that the man was over him.
"Itach—i!"
Gaara's body arched into the taller man's body as sharp fangs pierced his flesh; a splitting pain shocked him awake as his body strained with alertness, wide awake.
"D-dahh!"
A cry sounded from his lips as the teeth sank deeper into his skin. A hand went to the back of his head and gripped at his hair, tangling their fingers in the red locks and pulling his head back.
Exposing more of his slender throat.
There was no chance of him sleeping now because within seconds that pain from the initial bite would disappear and then...
"Ahh..." Gaara moaned hotly.
The ungodly pleasure would replace it...
A vampire's kiss...
None could escape its euphoric grip.
Wide eyes narrowed as he struggled to keep them open, his hands gripping his lover's shoulders.
His palms trembled against his skin, more moans tearing from him.
"Itahh..chi..."
The vampire grinned against his skin, slowly beginning to feed on his little redheaded human.
His blood...
How it held the sweetest of taste.
The coppery flavor of the blood itself was tinged...no tainted with a delicious spice which he's only ever found hisGaara to have.
He's never found another human or vampire with this taste.
He's never been as satisfied with anything other than this delicacy.
A chuckle parted from his lips, feeling the young man arch and writhe against.
it also wasn't that bad hearing his, he'd always laugh mentally at it, angelic voice. A voice that sounded of the sweetest of sins, which a relationship between a vampire and human was.
Gaara's body arched higher, moaning his lover's name as he felt himself go weak. If he kept feeding on him like this, he might just die.
And if he did...he'd be turned.
Into one of them.
Itachi pressed his fangs harder into his skin, forcing the boy to grip at his shoulders and desperately scream out his name.
"I-I...Tahh...chi..."
A deep flush came over his cheeks, body falling limp as the man fed more and more.
Did he actually plan to...
"Not yet," Came the whisper in his mind.
Itachi slowly pulled his fangs from the boy's neck, reveling in the way that his body quivered and almost begged for more of his...kiss.
Gaara gasped, eyes widening for a moment before falling closed as the shock of his 'kiss' finally began to ebb away.
"Itachi," he said breathlessly, "you're...a...bastard."
Itachi smiled with amusement, "I know."
Gaara breathed hard, trying to regulate himself without succession.
He'd really done a number on him with those accursed teeth.
"Do you really not like them that much?" Came the amused Uchiha's quirk.
"I already told you," Gaara started, "Stay out of my..."
Itachi leaned closer to him, his lips just barely brushing over Gaara's.
"M-mind..."
"If you say so, my Gaara. But..."
Gaara gazed deep into the murky depths of the sable eyes, for a moment he found himself to be at a loss for words as if he were transfixed with his gaze. He felt the vampire's hand sliding down his chest to his hips.
"You've become so hard..." He chuckled, "just from my 'kiss' alone."
Gaara snapped himself conscious and looked away, slight embarrassment at being alerted his...situation.
The vampire merely smiled playfully, running a single finger over him.
Up and down.
A slight moan parted from the human's lips, mumbling, "wait, we just did this last night."
A grin was his immediate response.
"Is it so wrong for me to want to touch you?"
Gaara opened his mouth as if to speak but found himself transfixed with his lover's eyes once more, Itachi slowly slinked downwards so that Gaara's hips were just barely away from his lips.
"Is it so wrong for me to want to taste you?"
Another moan was stolen from soft lips as languid tongue ran over the hardening flesh between his legs.
"Ahh," he moaned.
"Is it so wrong for me..."
Itachi lowered himself, kissing the head of his lover's erection and then teasingly rubbing the slit. Another moan sounding in the small room.
"To want to be inside you?"
Gaara's cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, finding the Uchiha's words made him more aroused.
Itachi gazed at him momentarily and then sighed.
"I guess that's that then."
Gaara meant to question what he had meant until he felt lips take the head of his arousal in its embrace. His body shuddered with pleasure, noises of pleasure parting from his own lips with each caress of the tongue.
Itachi sucked lightly on the head, rubbing the slit with tongue and running it over the sides of the hard skin.
"M-more..."
He smiled against him, taking more of him into his mouth. Little by little, inch by inch, Gaara felt himself being consumed.
Gaara moaned loudly as a heated and wet mouth began to move on him, taking him in and out of his mouth.
Itachi relished the noises his little human made but wished to hear more.
He raised himself to the head once more, gripping right under his lips with his hand and began to move again. Hand and lips moving over him at a steady pace, Itachi momentarily held the hand at the base of his cock, twisting his hand around him in odd patterns as he suck on the rest that his mouth could take. Running his tongue under the base of his length while grazing his teeth lightly over the tender flesh.
Gaara thrust his hips upwards, groaning with fervor.
"Mmm...Itachi."
Itachi hummed lightly, making the boy jerk feverishly upwards, grasping at the bed sheets.
"Itachi...I-I'm gonna..."
His grip on the sheets tightened immensely, feeling the man's free hand go down to his sac. Rubbing the soft flesh profusely within his hand, pressing his thumb between it and caressing slowly.
Gaara's hands gripped Itachi's hair, moaning loudly. The vamp merely smiled against him and took his length completely into his mouth, suckling around him hungrily and humming a soft tune which created vibrations down his lover's flesh.
Gaara's head lolled backwards, a finally cry of his vamp name before climaxing hard in his mouth.
Itachi swallowed around him, continuing to suck on him with vigor even while he came.
He'd make sure not to miss a single drop.
Gaara's body signaled the end of its climax as he slowly began to fall limp on the mattress. Itachi ran his tongue over him, cleaning anything he may have missed off of his Gaara.
Gaara breathed slowly, staring up at the ceiling and releasing the Uchiha's head.
"Itachi...that," he breathed, "that felt good..."
Itachi leaned over his young lover once more, lips just barely above his.
"I wonder if you would like your own taste."
Gaara leaned upwards and attempted to kiss the lips that hovered so closely to his only to have a single finger pressed to his lips.
He eyed him in confusion and received only a cheeky grin.
"We shouldn't do that now should we?" He whispered huskily, "Or it will lead to me having to keep you longer, if not for hours on end..."
Gaara shuddered and Itachi finished, "besides...you have somewhere to be soon don't you?"
Gaara paused in thought for a moment before mentally face palming, he had to meet with Neji and Naruto. If anything, just to let them know that he was alive after the very abrupt interruption last night.
Itachi most certainly had a way of making it seem like Gaara was being kidnapped whenever he was on his cell phone with Naruto on the other end. If the sudden gasps and scuffling noises meant anything, another headache awaited him later.
He glared at Itachi, "why must you make Naruto think I'm always under attack?"
"Because," he cooed in his ear, "you technically are."
A sigh stole from Gaara's lips, "I don't necessarily consider that attacking me. Doesn't mean you can just do it whenever you feel like though."
"Of course, of course."
Itachi lapped at the bite mark still fresh on his neck, a muffled moan slipped past Gaara.
He snickered, "you should get going before I really am to tempted to take more than just your blood and cum. After all..." He pressed himself against him, "I so want to take this body of yours, as long as," he chuckled, "humanly possible."
Gaara gave him a flat stare at the bad pun though found it slightly harder to breathe with the vamp so close, he was also tempted to...
He shook his head, that could wait for later.
"Yah, yah Itachi."
Itachi sighed as well, pulling away from his red head lover.
Gaara grasped his arm before he could pull to far away and kissed him heatedly for a moment before letting go.
Itachi's eyebrow arched with intrigue.
"That," Gaara stated, "is just for you to last through the day without me until I return."
"So you're not running away?"
"When have I ever?"
A sly grin appeared, "never."
Gaara wrapped his arms around Itachi's neck and kissed him once more, more intimate than the last. Itachi held him close, kissing deeply. A soft moan parted from Gaara's lips before he pushed away lightly. Pulling the Uchiha closer, he whispered, " when I return...I promise you can have me in anyway you wish."
Itachi held tightly for a moment before releasing him saying, "I can't wait."
"I know you can't," Gaara murmured.
Itachi ran his hand over Gaara's cheek before fully pulling away from him. Gaara stood up fully naked from the bed and walked to an alternate room.
If he remembered correctly all his clothes were in there...
Damned Uchiha...
Itachi lay back on the bed and laughed audibly, "don't curse me just yet."
"Oh don't worry, I'll wait until you do something worse to curse you. Go to sleep vampire."
A grin and then Gaara was away from him to the front of the house, the front door...
Where his clothes lay scattered...
No amount of sighs could express how exasperated he became but Gaara pushed it off for later.
For now, he had to sate Naruto and do his labors of the day before returning here.
At night.
