The vampire rolled his hips upwards into a hardening bulge as he looked up to the question. His eyes widen as the shadows covers Alfred's face, tying knots around his heart. "I..." Terrified feelings from the night of twenty years rose from his throat in the form of a gasp. Shuddering a scared whimper just like from when his brother's blood splattered onto his face, Arthur gripped Alfred's shoulders and flung him off onto the ground. He covered his ears to prevent hearing the nonexistent cries of his family members as he tightly close his eyes to shut out the monster who wasn't there.
Alfred fell to the ground hard, feeling the breathe being knocked out of him he lie still for a moment, watching with wide eyes as his love cowardice away from something he could not see. Finally catching his breath he moved forward slowly, keeping his eyes on him the entire time. "A-Arthur? Love?" Unsure of what exactly had caused his reaction, but feeling it may have something to do with their earlier position he hesitantly reached out, touching his arm with the barest of touches.
Falling deeper into the caverns of wails and fear, Arthur could not feel or hear anything outside of his mind. Creaking wood of the home didn't bother the lad as it woke him but a bloody howl shot his eyes open. "Allistor! Take your brothers and run!" Struggling from the parent's quarters stirred alarm among the boys in their own bedrooms as another scream cracked into the walls. His oldest brother broke into the scared boy's room and locked his hand around his wrist. "Arthur! Don't just sit there! Run!" Nothing but confused ensued in sounds of torn skin and fallen bodies. The window was his escape but Allistor didn't run along behind him. Instead, a boiling snarl chuckled.
Not getting any reaction he gently grabbed his arm, slowly moving his hand away from his eyes. "Arthur? Please come back to me." Alfred whispered, not wanting to admit he was scared, scared that maybe when Arthur regained himself he would blame Alfred for whatever he was remembering.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Grabbing fistfuls of hair, Arthur clenched his teeth and collapse internally, falling into the bed. A voice he loved peeked through. The vampire peeked through to find a friendly face. "A... Alfred?"
"Arthur." Pure relief in his voice Alfred smiled shakily at him, hand reaching towards his face and cupping his cheek, thumb running over his cheekbone. "A-Are you ok?" I'm sorry, he added mentally. Gently his other hand untangled the Englishmen's hands from his hair and brushed the upright strands down.
"I..." Not knowing where to start he relaxed his hunched shoulders and looked into the eyes of his darling. "I am fine now." Muscles in his arms spasm as he brought them down to his sides. "That just... it wasn't your fault." Technically it was. "I haven't been under someone-" The vampire stopped himself and rephrased his words. "I mean, I never have been with someone like how I want to be with you before. That- the one who bit me." Holding himself around the waist where the man placed his bite mark, Arthur traced the small holes. "Basically he loomed over me like how you did and in that second, I couldn't see you. I only saw him."
Blue eyes closed as he breathed in deeply, nodding slightly in understanding. "I-I understand. Do you... know anything else that may cause you to forget it's me you're with? I don't want to cause you pain." Blue eyes opened and stared at him, nibbling on his bottom lip in thought. "Obviously me topping would be one, but you were ok with me laying on you earlier in sleep."
"Laying on me doesn't look very dominating, dear." Chuckling was the best method of handling the nightmare images from his past while he felt his nerves stop jumping. "I haven't made love before. I have thought about it when I'm desperate for blood but I can't do that. He, the vampire, I did whatever he wanted because I believed I would join my family if I fought back. Nothing happened." Expect for the fact his life changed forever.
His nose wrinkled at the thought of being nothing but submissive, but he stopped when he realized he would rather be with Arthur and always be the submissive than not be with him. "I'm going to apologize right now if I act too dominate and I cause you to remember that again, I've never... I've really only had a few sexual encounters and I was always the more dominate one, I'm not sure how to be completely submissive." Reaching over he pulled one of Arthur's hands towards him and placed a kiss on his knuckles.
"Really?" Arthur questioned while pushing Alfred against the nearest wall. "You seemed really comfortable submitting to me during the Starlight Dance." He pecked Alfred's neck with a graze of his fangs. "You even worn black on your eyes. I've only seen women use color to bring out their eyes."
Letting out a noise of surprise he tilted his head back slightly, gulping against the lips pressed against his neck. "I was talked into wearing them before, it was quite a hassle getting it on. Never wearing it again so I hope you kept a mental image locked in your mind. And I was too happy to argue during the dance, I was more interested in feeling you, knowing you felt the same."
Arthur forced Alfred's neck to tilt more, giving him space to lick into his skin and kiss a spot he made. A hand moved down near Alfred's growing bulge as he rubbed into the hardness. "I haven't had any real experience. I have to admit I'm letting my body do what it wants to yours." He wouldn't let his body bite Alfred's though.
A soft moan escaped him at the dual sensations, hands coming up to clutch at the others shoulders. "I-I'll let you know if I don't like it... Or if you go too far... Just don't make any marks, it would be hard to explain." Moving his head slightly he licked his ear, eyes half open.
Slipping his hand into Alfred's clothes, he blushed lightly as he felt the warm member throbbing under his strokes. 'It's really hot.' The vampire thought, feeling the head and rubbing down to the shaft. It was tight with Alfred's pants still on, he tugged them a little for more room. Chills quivered down his spine from the lick as he gently sucked on his love's neck for not his blood.
Gasping loudly at the unexpected touch he felt his legs grow weaker, moaning softly he tangled one of his hands in his hair, hips twitching, mind going fuzzy. "Oh! A-Arthur..." Letting his head rest against the wall he panted softly, hands clenching and unclenching. His other hand moved down Arthur's back, keeping his touch light, making sure he wouldn't trigger another flash back.
He pushed Alfred on his back, kissing his neck, making red marks. He loved the reaction and pulled harder on his pants showing off Alfred's erecting lenght. 'He gets excited easily, how fun.'
Whimpering at feeling the cold air against his hot member, the blond tugged at his loves hair, panting softly near his ear. "W-where... can I touch you? I want to touch you too, want you to feel this pleasure too." His hips moved up and rubbed against Arthur's, nipping his ear gently. 'I want to touch him, but I really don't want what happened earlier to happen again.
He felt his lover's concern. Arthur locked their eyes together, grinning softly. "You may touch me anywhere, just don't ever try to dominate." He winked and chuckled, exposing Alfred's chest to the night air, watching the mounds harden. The vampire trailed his kisses to a collar bone, marking it as his own. His hand never stopped giving attention to the throbbing member growing between them.
Moaning softly and watching him though half closed eyes he stripped Arthur of his shirt, hands lightly running over the now exposed chest before him. "D-don't leave any marks." He half reminded him, half wanted him to ignore what he was saying and continue his pleasurable actions. One hand continued exploring his chest, running his nail over a nipple, while the other moved in between them, trying to get the others pants off.
Truthfully, Arthur couldn't even see any blemishes he formed with his mouth. "I promise." He whispered in assurance, fingers rubbing downwards to a plump arse cheek, he squeezed lightly. A hard knock drew Arthur's attention, his face went pale. A voice called for Alfred. "Are you expecting someone?" He heard footsteps coming inside. "You didn't lock the door?!"
Squeaking as his arse was grabbed, he felt what little blood wasn't rushing to his member fill his cheeks. Hearing the knock a second later caused all blood to drain from his face as he quickly sat up, scrambling to put his shirt back on and looking for his scarf. "No one. And I was too busy worrying to remember to lock the door!" Grabbing the scarf he quickly flung it over his neck, he walked to the door, turning to tell his love, "Lay in bed, it might be someone from the party to check on you. I'll try to get them to leave." Turning back he walked though the door, just in time to see the person come down the small hallway.
"Alfred?" Yao knocked twice and after not hearing an answer he grew worried and found the door open. It was rude of him to enter without being invited but safety was a more important value. Sounds of a struggle rumbled from a hallway he jogged quickly into. He knew that Arthur was no ordinary human, he was more than that. Yao raised a scalpel in the air, ready to take him down if the vampire was still thirsty.
"Whoa, what are you doing Yao?!" Alfred raised his hands up in surprise, blinking at the doctor holding a scalpel high, looking ready to attack him. "I didn't hear you knock." Alfred raised an eyebrow, silently asking if he actually had knocked or just barged in.
"Where is that thing?" The doctor pushed Alfred aside, running into the room where he hear moaning. "Don't try to defend him, he's the only one I haven't thoroughly examined yet and he's always been acting really suspicious and strange!" Turning and pushing Alfred back he noticed the scarf falling off and the red marks it was hiding. 'Bite marks!' Not wanting to be turned himself, he slammed the man against the wall as he stabbed the sharp tool into Alfred's chest. "It's too late for you!"
"That thing? You can't mean Arthur, he's not a thing!" Following Yao into the room he continued. "We're all acting suspicious of everyone, since no one knows who it is." Being pushed away he growled low in his throat, which cut off when he was pushed against the wall. "Yao?!" Gasping as the scalpel priced his flesh he moaned in pain, hand reaching up to the wound. Blue eyes looked at the blood in disbelief, then moved up to look at him in shock.
A tiny blade wouldn't be enough to bring down a man of Alfred's size, then again he wasn't expecting a friend to be under the fangs of the vampire. "He turned you and is controlling your mind!" Yao removed a needle filled with a lethal dose of an anxiolytic he used to treat the villagers suffering from anxiety. "I've read stories about those things! There's no hope for you! After you, I'm going after him and saving everyone!" To keep Alfred still, Yao held around the man's neck, cutting off his oxygen. "I'm sorry for what I'm about to do!" He aim right for Alfred's neck before shooting the syringe down.
Hearing everything, Arthur darted down the hall, grabbing the doctor around the waist, colliding their bodies to the floor. "How dare you hurt him!" Slashing in his blind rage, the vampire swiped the glass injection away, breaking and spilling it's contents everywhere. Repetitively, Arthur smashed Yao's body into the floor yelling in spits of rage. "He hasn't done anything to you and you want to kill him?!"
"You've lost your mind, what makes you-" He was cut off from continuing to try to talk sense into the doctor as a hand tightened around his neck, making it difficult to talk. Gasping as he tried to shove him away he saw movement, the next thing he knew he could breathe again and Yao was on the floor, and Arthur, looking like some sort of attacking angel, was hitting him into the ground. Sliding down the wall he panted, voice harsh. "A-Arthur... S-stop."
After throwing one punch into Yao's skull, a voice of reasoning called to him. His muscles froze and he looked at the battered man, glaring up at him through trickling blood. Arthur sighed heavily and got up off the man, eying him for any sudden actions. "I recommended you don't do anything rash. You know a monster is capable of." He spitefully warned with sneering teeth. "I have not bitten this kind man nor do I have any intentions to."
"So you are the creature we've been after!" Yao raised himself up but Arthur held him down by the wrists.
"Calm yourself sir."
"Why would you think I was..." Alfred raised his hand to his neck and blushed, mouth opening and closing. "Oh... Arthur, I told you not to leave any marks!" He pouted slightly, then looked at Yao. "The marks... Are from a different kind of bite, Yao." Blushing faintly he looked away, then held out his hand to the other blonde, wanting his love close to him.
Arthur shot back at him. "How do you expect me to see when you keep the window in the room covered?" He looked back down at the doctor. "I don't trust him, I think," his eyes wondered towards a cabinet where a rope hung out, "we need to tie him up until we can think of something to keep him quiet."
"You won't ever keep me quiet! I will tell everyone! They'll kill you and we'll get our lives back to normal! I want my nichan back!" Frantically, he thrashed about to over power the vampire but Arthur kept his weight on top, pressing him down.
"You'll really kill someone just because some person who wanted payment said to? He most likely lied just to get money off our misery." He looked over at the rope, then back to them, biting his lip he nodded, moving closer to the two of them, keeping an eye on the doctor, remembering the reason he was still bleeding. 'At least Arthur has never hurt me.'
"He is the reason why-" Before Dr. Wang could finish his argument, a piece of cloth muffled his words as he jerked back. He fought against the two tying his wrists and ankles together which only fueled his anger.
"Sorry." He whispered as he helped Arthur tie him down. He couldn't bare the thought of Arthur being killed, he had to protect him, no matter what. After they tied him down he turned to look at Arthur, feeling lost. "What can we do? Obviously he'll talk if we let him go, but if we do anything else the town will panic, either thinking he's dead or is like the others. And there's no way we're letting him tell anyone about you, everyone will want to hurt you!"
Arthur stroked and patted Alfred's cheeks, trying to calm him down and lower his voice. "I know, my love." Facing away from the weeping doctor, the vampire clutched his lover close, hushing him. "I... I think we should take him with us when we leave." That wasn't the best idea but Yao already knew Arthur's secret. "I wish I did know brainwashing techniques. I have encounter others of my kin during my traveling and they tend to teach me their abilities I would soon master after more life experience."
Alfred nuzzled the neck in front of him and breathed in his scent, calming slowly. "That would be nice... I think you might be right. Maybe we can find someone you mentioned to help us." He sighed lowly. 'Why couldn't things stay the way they were? We were happier then.' He placed a small kiss on his neck, wrapping his arms around him.
"I could try to make him forget?" Wondering if it would work, the vampire broke the embrace from Alfred to lock eyes with the other man. Dr. Wang closed his eyes and growled at Arthur's attempts to wipe his memory. Grabbing his dark ponytail, Arthur forced Yao to look at him with a fury of losing his loved one. "Please, stop moving!"
The blond moved to sit next to Yao, gently grabbing his head and making him look into Arthurs bright eyes. "It wouldn't hurt to try." Taking a deep breathe he closed his eyes, concentrating on his hope that Yao would forget, and let them go back to their lives.
Trying to tap into his undeveloped powers, Arthur felt a throbbing burn in his frontal lobe. He hadn't practiced the technique before and hoped he hadn't made Yao forget his medical practice. Really not knowing what he was doing, the vampire stopped. "I... I don't want to risk making him forget everything. I have no idea how to perform this."
Alfred moved away, looking at Yao he could tell by the death glare he was receiving it hadn't worked. "Unsuccessful... We need time to think about what to do then, let's place him in Rosa's old room for now, I have the curtains drawn since I didn't want anyone to look in her room." The blond moved and lifted the smaller Asian man into his arms and moved towards the door he had left closed since her death.