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Diddly doo, lovely freaks! A second chapter. I decided to do a mix of a lemon and a lime, since I don't want to terrify the younger readers since I do have kids from my school on my friendslist on dA and they might scream if they ever decide to read this- Wait, since when am I ever that considerate?! HAH! I SAID A LEMON, SO I MADE ONE. MIGHT BE WAY TOO LIMEY, THOUGH. o3o I don't own Blood Lad, characters, just the pervy plot... c: Though I know you like it~
WARNING: BLOOD PLAY! .3.
Several months had passed since that day, and Staz tried his worst to completely stay away from Braz, however he was surprised when he found out the latter began to avoid him even more then he already did. Staz decided to go back to the way he originally was before the bite which cursed him forever.
Staz however was very grateful for this, but at the same time suffering. Ever since his 'Blood Buzz' he's been craving Braz like Fuyumi to his own blood. Fuyumi had been alarmed at first when she noticed the drastically sweet change in Staz's blood, and she began to question if she should even drink it.
Staz didn't appreciate stubborn and dense reactions from her, so he assured her it's only from his increased sugar intake because he loved sweets. Fuyumi had the heart to go around telling Dek, Yoshida, Mame, and Saty about it. They had all turned suspicious, since none of them knew about his 'love for sweets'. Staz soon learned that they stalked him for answers, so he made sure to go to the bakeries, the stores, shops, and any other kind of place for sweets to snack on.
He also made sure to eat most of the sugary sweets during gaming sessions to prove his little... lie. Fuyumi began to like the sweetening of his blood, growing accustomed to it's taste. However, once the effects of Braz's blood completely wore off, Staz felt so... weak. His body fought him at every turn, making him usually distracting during a lot of things. It wears off after three months, he made sure to take note in his head.
This also caused another occurance to his blood- it was sweet, but very bitter. Like something was seriously missing. Fuyumi questioned him about it, however he turned into nothing but a blushing and embarrassed mess. She decided to let it go, since blood usually never tastes good in the first place. Once the mark had hit four months since the day Staz bit into Braz, and his personality began to take drastic turns. This was made clear one hot, sunny day when the gang decided to hang over at The Third Eye Cafe. It was fairly quiet, except the sounds of people downing beer like it was going out of style.
Staz had the largest cup, and downed the beer quite quickly, then glaring at the empty mug. Fuyumi watched nervously as Staz huffed at the mug. Mame chuckled nervously then told Saty to go get more beer for Staz.
"Oi Saty! Go get more beer for the boss!" Saty simply nodded, then returned to behind the counter, fumbling with bottles and glasses looking for the beer. Mame sighed, and yelled out to her where all the beer is.
"It's in the fridge, on the left!" Mame pouted as Saty shrugged and opened the refridgerator to grab more beer for Staz. She walked over to the vampire, and began pouring it into the large mug. Staz stared blankly, watching as the golden liquid spilled forth from the pitcher and into his insanely large mug.
"Thas enough, Sat." Staz waved his hands for Saty to stop, and she did. Placing the pitcher on the table, Saty gave a small bow and returned to the counter. Mame shrugged, Fuyumi continued to stare nervously at the mug, Dek and Yoshida shrugged too then downed their mugs of beer. Staz sighed, then gripped the handle of the mug, trying to hide the slight shaking of his hand and arm as he lifted the mug up.
Fuyumi shook her head, watching Staz down another giant beer, then finally getting up to go to the bathroom. Yoshida, Dek, and Mame acted like it was completely normal. Fuyumi still seemed suspicious about Staz's recent behaivor and blood taste. Parting her lips nervously, she decided to speak her thoughts.
"I think there's something wrong with Staz-san. From that night he was crying from some kind of pain in his fangs and neck, to the afternoon when he came back covered in blood. His personality has also changed slightly in the past few months..." Fuyumi spoke determined, making Dek and Yoshida pay attention. Yoshida waved one of his blob-like black hands at her, slightly intoxicated.
"Bah, nothing to worry about! I'm sure the boss is okay!" Dek nodded to Yoshida, and Mame hummed in thought. It seemed the small demon ferret had something to say, but he said nothing. Dek furrowed his eyebrows together, which actually caused the lines in his forehead to furrow. Scratching his chin in thought, Dek decided to ask Fuyumi a question.
"You're around the boss a lot, what kind of changes do you say has been happening to him?" Fuyumi jumped in her seat when Dek suddenly spoke, then she thought frantically on what to say. Waving her arms in the air, Fuyumi tried to get her point across that she'd have to remember first. When the thoughts finally struck her, she had the determined expression again.
"I... I believe Staz-san has gotten slightly... more perverted lately, and he constantly mumbles about results or mathmatical expressions... And when he does these odd things, his eyes glaze over like someone else is controlling him." Fuyumi's confidence began to faulter after she finished, and she adjusts awkwardly in her seat. Just as Dek was about to make a inquiry on Fuyumi's thoughts on Staz's changing personality, said vampire walked in.
His eyes seemed to darken, and his voice seemed slightly... longing? No, he sounded lost. He felt lonely inside, and the shadow from his hair covered his face. "No... I'm not..."
"I'm not changing. I just never showed this side of me." Staz spoke slightly defiantly, as if going against that look in his eyes and the voice he had earlier. Fuyumi wrung her hands together, staring at Staz.
"Staz-san, you should say something. It's obvious what your hiding hurts." Fuyumi spoke with anxiety in her voice, making Staz chuckle half-heartedly. "Why are you getting anxiety problems around me? Sure, I can be scary, but I won't do anything." Staz shifted his weight on his feet, then smoothed out wrinkles in his shirt.
"Even if I wanted to beat the shit out of someone, I can't. Something has been going on. Haven't you paid attention, Fuyumi? I'm so fucking weak you need so much of my blood since it's maryouku is weak." Staz spoke with a saddened tone, completely unlike himself. Fuyumi's eyes widened, and it hit her mind like a wrecking ball.
'The pain. The blood. The weird taste in his blood. The changing personality. And now, a weakness?! Staz-san... Are you really okay? If you're so weak you can't even give me enough maryouku, does that mean you're too weak to defend yourself?' Fuyumi wanted to spill all of her thoughts at once, however she thought of the consequences. What would everyone else say?
"Staz-san. Whatever you did... do something to get your strength back. You can't protect your friends- or anyone like that!" Fuyumi had gained confidence again, finally putting the pieces back together. She also remembered that for about a month or two after he came back covered in blood, his strength and maryouku powers seemed to have doubled.
"If that person's still alive, drink their blood again! You got twice as strong as you were before, perhaps this is the after effects!" Fuyumi's voice died down to a confused babble, and Staz stood shocked. He thought hard for a few moments, then it finally got to him.
Fuyumi figured it out, however didn't know who it was. Staz sighed, and rolled his shoulder to pop the joint. "Alright, fine, I will. But that means Yoshima-" Yoshida blushed darkly in embarrassment and corrected Staz quicky, "Yoshida, sir." Staz nodded, and apologized. "Right, sorry, Yoshida. You need to play as boss again, the person I drank blood from lives really far away."
Yoshida nodded determinedly, and Dek shrugged slightly. Mame seemed just as confused as Fuyumi, and Fuyumi suddenly had a somewhat baffled thought. "B-But.. Staz-san! You can't leave me here!" Fuyumi's eyes had turned into swirling circles, symbolizing her confusion and fear. Staz sighed, and scratched the back of his neck as he sat down in his seat.
"Well duh, Yanagi-san, I wouldn't leave you here." Fuyumi blushed darkly, and slowly scooted away from the lusty look in Staz's eyes. Mame tried to complain at Staz, who simply threw the low-class demon at Saty, who cought the cafe owner quite easily. Yoshida transformed into Staz, and Dek shook his head.
"Well then, now that we have this set up, I think me and Yanagi-san should get going, right? We don't have forever before I'm completely drained and she disappears." Everyone nodded, and they all stood up to go their own ways. This made the conversation come to a conclusion, as Staz and Fuyumi exited to go to Staz's apartment.
They both gathered a few things, and Staz rolled his shoulders again, the stiffness uncomfortable. Fuyumi noticed this, and reached out to massage the tension out of his muscles. Staz's praise was unexpected for Fuyumi, however she found herself beginning to enjoy this new version of Staz.
"Thanks, Yanagi." Staz spoke informally, making Fuyumi sigh inwardly. "You can just call me Fuyumi, you know..." Staz tilted his head to look at Fuyumi, who blushed darkly again once their eyes met. "Okay. Hi, Fuyumi." Fuyumi blinked awkwardly.
"Is this some sort of new introduction?" Staz chuckled and played with Fuyumi's fingers that were resting on his shoulders. "I would suppose it is." Staz had the sudden urge to turn around, startling Fuyumi. He carefully grabbed her right hand, and kneeled down. Kissing her knuckles, Staz batted his eyelashes playfully.
"It's a pleasure to meet you then, Fuyumi~" Fuyumi swallowed thickly. "St-St-St-... Staz-san! Wha... Wha... what... What are you..? Why?" Fuyumi became horribly confused as Staz licked her hand then trailed up her arm. Once he reached her elbow, he bit down very lightly, making it give Fuyumi a playful tickle.
"Because you wont like who I've been stuck to forever." Fuyumi's eyes widened, and her pupils dilated. She stared at Staz's lonely, desperate, and pleading expression. "Can you forgive me?" Fuyumi stuttered nervously as Staz nudge her hand, causing some of his hair to get tangled in her fingers.
"I can your pet too, if you'd like. It can take my mind off all this guilt that's been dragging me down. I've been feeling so shitty, I never meant to go 'berserk' like that. And I certainly don't want Liz to ever find out." Staz spoke calmly, however it sounded his voice was void of emotion.
Fuyumi began to place the pieces together. Liz. Blood. His teeth and body aching for some kind of delicious substance, something that could calm his instincts. Fuyumi went stiff, then began to shake slightly as her mind landed on only one possible person.
"Staz-san. Did you drink blood from Braz?" Fuyumi's anxiety and fear skyrocketed as Staz's facial expression darkened. He simply let his head fall limp, hitting her thigh. She could feel his shaky breathing, making her breath hitch in her throat. She remembers reading something about what happens when vampires drink from other vampires. However, Staz's bored voice broke her out of her thought and she absent mindedly ran her fingers through his hair.
"Yes. I did. It was on accident, though. Do you know how manipulative bastard can be? Yet, this time it wasn't his fault. If only I had kept quiet, you would of never called him for help, and I would of never attacked him, then beg him to help me because it hurt." Staz raised a shaking hand up to his throat, and ran his fingers against it's smooth surface.
"I felt like I wanted to die. My veins felt like lava was coursing through them, my lungs felt like somebody let me breathe in acid, my throat felt like it was all scratched up from the inside... And, holy shit... My fangs... That felt the worse. Imagine very sensitive nerves, plus cavaties, drilling holes into the cavaties, then pouring sugar all over it, then after that, eat something super hot." Staz ran his thumb over a couple of his fangs, wincing as one pricked his thumb.
"So, I was an idiot and took Braz up on his offer. I wasn't deterred at all by that creepy, dark, smile. No. I just wanted the pain to go away. But all the strength I had... it left me the moment I saw him. So I fell at his feet... He decided to pull me up, so... I kind of... was able to bite him. First it was his shoulder, even with my bite so damn weak..." Staz sniffled, and Fuyumi remained silent, listening to him.
"But soon... It... was so sweet, and seemed to make me feel alive again. Before I knew it, I was biting his neck, right on the pulse. I could of bit him anywhere and this wouldn't of happened, but he just had to crane his neck to give me access!" Staz spat the last word out like it was the worst word in the world, then he shivered as Fuyumi knelt down to hug him.
"It's okay, Staz-san. I'll keep your little secret. Don't worry about me telling anybody anything this time." Staz sighed heavily, and laid his head on one of Fuyumi's breasts. This caused the ghost to blush and freak out, but when Staz wrapped his arms around her, and beginning to cry, all she could do was comfort him.
That had ended quickly, since Fuyumi convinced Staz to break out of his whiney trance and get to the matter at hand. Staz wanted to leave Fuyumi with the Hydras, but he didn't. He said he'd take her, so he decided too. Fuyumi ran Bell's Bell to make her come by, and when Bell did, she instantly blushed darkly when she saw Staz.
"What do you want, Staz?" Staz scratched the back of his neck nervously, and blushed darkly. "Can you do me a favor, Bell?" Bell stepped out of her spatial magic portal, and crossed her arms. "Why?" Fuyumi began flailing her arms, panicing. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, she covered it with her hands and used some tape on it.
Bell blinked and stared at the awkward sight, and Staz sighed again. "I'll just tell her... Bell, I kinda fucked my entire life over and now I'm kinda 'cursed' for the rest of my life. So I need you to take me to the Demon World Acroplis so I can drink blood from the person that I got cursed from biting them, or I'll run out of maryouku, and Fuyumi will dissappear since I wont be able to give her blood if I'm dead."
Bell made a quiet 'oh' and then shrugged. "Sure, I had nothing to do, anyways... But, what do I get out of it?" Bell wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, making Staz think really, really, hard.
"A kiss." Bell nearly fainted, and instead screeching and flailed her arms around happily. "Okay, I'll take you there! Do I get another kiss for the transport back?!" Staz shrugged. "The only person you'll be taking back is Fuyumi, I can just jump off." Bell raised an eyebrow, suspicious.
"Why are you taking her with if you're only going to send her back?" Fuyumi removed the tape from over her mouth, and finally was able to speak without freaking herself out. "Because I wanted to see it." Bell let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in, and considered the benefits. (For her.)
"Alright, let's go then. Don't need you dying Staz, and don't need Fuyumichi dissappearing!" Bell exclaimed, and dug a frame out of her marshmellow-packed bag. Bell threw the small frame over the two, and watched as her spatial magic expanded it, fell over them, and transported them to the Demon World Acroplis.
Bell watched as Fuyumi took in her surroundings, then agreed to go with Bell to Hydra to 'hang out and do girly stuffs'. Bell however, still stood there, with Fuyumi next to her. Fuyumi glanced at Bell nervously, waiting for something to occur.
Bell stared at Staz expectantly, who let his gaze fall to her. He motioned for her to come over, and she skipped his way, pointing at her lips. Staz pulled Bell closer and gave her a proffessional kiss, which happened to turn into a French kiss. When Bell pulled away, and thin string of saliva connected their lips, and Fuyumi, who watched the entire sequence, swallowed nervously. She seemed to be nervous lately.
Staz waved goodbye to the two, and began to walk towards the Blood estate. Bell and Fuyumi watched him with anticipation for a while until his figure began to fade into the distance, and the two seemed to sigh at the both time.
Staz didn't mind if Liz saw him, he didn't care at the moment. No, his little 'problem' began to kick in as he could smell Braz's sweet, delicious blood from here. Eventually his walking gained pace, and he didn't notice as he broke out into a sprint towards the large estate. When he reached the border of the property and the gate, he decided to be nice for once and ring the bell.
He waited for a response, deciding to catch his breath. Eventually his brother's voice came on from the speaker, and Staz could feel goosebumps form on his skin. Braz sounded incredibly tired, and he could her Liz's complaining in the background.
"Yes, who is it? I'm busy right now." Staz smirked, and pressed the button so he could speak. "No, you're really not." Staz smiled widen as he heard Liz's gasp in the background, and he soon backed away and tried to make his facial expression straight again as Braz came on the video camera.
"No, I suppose I'm not. What do you want then, dear little brother?~" Staz crossed his arms, glaring at the figure on the small screen. "You know what I'm here for, you four-eyed bitch." Braz tilted his head, a small smile etched onto his face. He hummed in thought, tapping a finger on his chin. "No, I dont. So, why don't you tell me?" Braz spoke in that sing-song voice, which make Liz freak out. She began hitting his legs, and Staz's eyes widened.
"Did you recreate the drug Psycho from Fallout or something? Liz seems to be going crazy. Not that she was sane to begin with, but you get my point." Braz sighed and readjusted his eyeglasses, petting Liz's hair, which made her furious punches die down, and instead she broke out crying. Staz scrunched up his nose, and wiggled it a little. "Bro, if you want I could babysit her for a while, she seems to hate you."
Braz sighed, and Liz started screeching obsenities at him, something about 'You never remember anything about me! Why can't you visit me sometimes?! Why is he so special?!' Staz began to realize how much Liz should feel hatred towards the both of them, and watched curiously at what Braz did. However, when Braz turned his head to look at Liz who had stopped her tantrum and was silently crying again, his neck was exposed.
Staz choked, and quickly covered it up by coughing. Braz glanced at the screen again, and there it was. That dark smile from before. "Alright, you can come in~." Liz silenced quickly, confused. Staz shook his head as the screen shut off and the gates to the Blood estate opened.
Staz's body moved like a broken wind-up doll, and his voice had a drastic change in pitch. He spoke to himself s he reached the doors of the actual house, he considered knocking. "Nh..." However, he ran his fingers along the fading wooden door, memories deciding to resurface. He escaped out this door, thanks to a horrible misunderstanding. He shook away the memories, and just as he was about to knock, Liz opened the door.
"I don't care or want to know why you're here, but get your 'business' over with quickly." Liz thought for a moment, then stepped aside to let Staz in. "I have people to go put in the Toy Box... I'll be back in about seven hours... Don't mess up my house."
Staz nodded, and closed the door behind Liz. He stared out one the windows, watching her retreating form. After several moments, he decided to look in front of him only to notice that Braz had him caged in, with his arms against the door, and his head near Staz's neck.
"My turn..." Braz spoke out softly, then bit down on Staz's neck roughly, causing a whimper from the other. Braz hummed, the vibration's on Staz's neck causing pure ecstasy. "S... So... is this... how you... felt...?" Staz managing to choke out between moans, as Braz's hands wandered his body, and with every bite on his neck he felt so amazing.
Staz let his hands come up to grasp weakly at the fabric on the back of Braz's overcoat, the silky black material feeling like putty to his fingers. As the talented tongue decided to explore the small territory of Staz's neck, Staz decided a little snack was about due.
Wrapping his legs around Braz, Staz pulled him closer so they could both bite each other without distance keeping them apart. Both their bodies heated up due to the contact, and each other's blood. It seemed to be mixing together perfectly, as the drunken haze began to overtake the two. Braz decided to explore his new little prize, easily ripping the shirt off to expose the pale, delicate flesh.
Braz began to trail kisses down Staz, causing the other to gasp with every little fluttery kiss. Braz's fingers trailed up to Staz's sides, the long slender appendages massaging into the slightly puffy lovehandles. Staz sighed dreamily at the attention, the secretion dripping from his fangs. When Braz's reached Staz's belt, Staz stiffened up, unsure what would happen.
Braz took the belt inbetween his teeth, and bit down hard enough to snap the buckle, causing Staz's pants to fall down. Staz gasped, and shifted his weight, and shrieked when Braz picked him bridal style. In the blink on an eye thanks to vampire speed, Staz was thrown onto the couch with Braz wearing as little clothes as he was. Braz's fangs suddenly felt really irritating, so he took another bite out of Staz to soothe the pain.
Staz whimpered at Braz kept biting at all different spots of his body, especially on his stomach, the small indention of Braz's fangs allowing a small amount of blood to flow from the bite. Braz licked up every inch of blood hungrily, and when he found particularly salty spots where the blood had been mixed in with sweat, he would massage different areas of Staz's body, causing him to heat up even more.
Staz decided to move things along when he tugged at Braz's hair, making him look up from his spot at giving Staz's lovehandles a little 'tongue massage' is what it felt like. Braz hummed, completely intoxicated from Staz's blood, but unfortuantly for him, Staz wanted blood... Braz had some, so he coaxed him in coming up where he was practically sitting ontop of him with one knee between his legs. The slight friction from their moving bodies as the kept biting and kissing each other's lips caused Staz to harden even more then before, his boxers tight.
Eventually Staz trailed his lips down to Braz's adam apple, and he decided to take 'a bite out of the apple' causing blood to just gush out of Braz. Braz simply readjusted slightly, not caring what Staz did. Staz decided to leave the adam apple alone since the blood just didn't taste the same, and instead decided to go down biting Braz's nipples, then sliding underneath him to his boxers.
Braz stiffened slightly as Staz began to lick him through the boxers, and eventually he gave in with a small moan. Staz smirked at Braz's reactions, and decided to pull his black boxers down to free the other. Braz winced as the cold air hit him, but then he gasped when Staz took him fully in the mouth.
OoO
No sorry, I can't, I just can't- I don't enough practice, and my mom will kill me- NO I CANT! *dying*
After hours of tonguing, and using vampire speed to get on different positions with different pieces of furniture, both of them took turns being "Seme and Uke" and eventually five hours had passed with a very long fuck session. At the moment, they were both clothed after taking showers, sitting on the couch. Staz was drinking some juice, and Braz was leisurely sipping at some coffee.
"That never happened." Staz whined out, making Braz hum in agreement. "Well, I certainly hope it never does happen again. I might have to make some painkillers." Braz adjusted and grumbled as he did so, his entire body covered in bruises and hurting. Staz chuckled while shaking his head. "I wonder who's better; You, or me?"
Braz readjusted the blanket over his shoulders and stared into the half empty coffee cup. "I don't know..."
"Well, how often do we have to meet up to exchange blood?" Staz asked carefully, not feeling like himself again.
"Well, since you began to weaken at around 3 months, I suppose we can meet up every 2 instead." Braz replied blandly, not really caring.
"Okay, well, remember that then, okay?" Staz scratched the back of his neck, suddenly feeling nervous at Braz's freezing attitude.
"Fine by me." He replied cooly, taking another sip from his coffee.
A/N
And that's that. I just- nooooooooooooo! Anyhow, R&R, and for my deviantart readers, gimme a comment from my fanfic list. c: I want to hear it all! TELL ME! Anyhow, I guess I can continue... I didn't- I cant- I just.
Dunno. Anyhow, thanks for reading! I can't leave it with a cliffhanger, ermagherds.