Author's note: Did someone say vampire au? Yes, yes someone did. Y'all probably hate be for ending where I do, but I'm not quite comfortable writing that. If I can ever get my friend (the one who said vampire AU in the first place) to write acheron he said he might write a continuation of one of my fics. As in writing the smutty bits. So it may happen, just not by me.
The first instance I noticed, when looking back on this, was that Roman never eats garlic bread, garlic burgers, basically anything with garlic. Sucks to be him, garlic is amazing. But that's only slightly important. To the overall story, garlic doesn't matter much.
The second thing I noticed was his aversion to the sun. He always said he had a skin disease and that the sun will make it worse. Its a bit ridiculous, so I just brush it off with a joke about him being a vampire. At first he was rather startled, but soon laughed it off. It became a bit of a running joke. Roman the vampire, can't stand sunlight and for some reason he hates garlic.
So, seeing these things, has to make you wonder. How did I not know he was a vampire until now? Well I'm not very observant I guess. Its hard to miss the fangs digging into my neck though. Its a weird feeling, cause oww my skin is being punctured. But hell man, it somehow also feels amazing. Just having his lips on my neck was nice, this biting thing is so much better though.
Only downside is, we're in public. If I make any noise at all we will be found. A bathroom is only a temporary hiding place. Eventually someone will walk in. This means I have to keep quiet the whole time he's here, literally attacking my neck. Fucking hell, how did I even get into this mess? I've grown up a hunter, I've killed these things my who life. Yet here I am, one of them sucking my blood. In a non-violent situation.
Okay, lets stop the inner monologue and enjoy the fucking moment. Starting with, where the fuck his hand going? "Roman that's my waist what are you doing?" I asked.
He pulled away, slowly licking at the blood that dripped down my neck, "Just wanted to help you a bit," he said, his hand grabbing at me through the pants.
I let out a hiss before saying "I appreciate the offer, but not here."
He frowned, pulling his hand away. "But it's more exhilarating in public. In 100 years I've yet to find something quite like it."
A whine escaped my lips at the lost contact. On one hand, he was right. It was exhilarating, trying to stay quiet in the event that someone walked in. But I didn't wanna get kicked out for fucking in the bathroom. At this point, I'm not real sure if I can even clearly make a choice. "How much blood did you drink? Cause uh, I'm a bit light headed now."
He smirked and leaned forward, whispering in my ear. "Just enough to get you bothered."
"You could have done that anyways," I whined. I sure was whining a lot. Was it due to the blood loss or his teasing?
Roman started pressing kisses to my neck again. "Oh I know. It's just more fun this way. Your neck is so sensitive," he said before sucking on a particular spot.
I failed to control my response, as such my hips bucked against his and a gasp escaped my lips. Fuck it, fuck him. "Fuck you. Seriously, let's do it."
He grinned against my neck, "With pleasure."