Author's Note: New Chapter ahoy! Enjoy~ Lolz I'm a poet and I didn't even know it~
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Blood Brothers, but if I did own it then Mimiko wouldn't be able to be with Jiro because he's with Crow not Alice.
Crow looked over to his side, Jiro slumbering peacefully and his head resting on Crow's shoulder. The Old Blood smiled and kissed Jiro's forehead, making him smile subconciously. Jiro mumbled something in his sleep, Crow noticed this and decided not to meantion it. He didn't want Jiro to think poorly of himself again. Crow noticed how Jiro could insult himself viciously and not care how much he hurt his own feelings. This upset him so very much, yet if he tried to stop Jiro his dear student would lash out at him.
'Jiro, if only you could see how much you truly mean to me,' Crow thought as he caressed Jiro's cheek and trailed down his lover's long, pale neck. It was so beautiful, so perfect and his blood was so appetizing Crow couldn't help but crave its delectable taste and the feeling of warmth he felt after drinking it. Crow kissed the perfectly pale skin gently, smirking at the shiver he set down Jiro's spine. Crow reached the perfect place to leave his mark, licking it and playfully nipping the sensitive flesh before sinking his fangs into it. Jiro gasped, hugging Crow in an attempt to bring him closer as if they were not close enough. Jiro panted heavily as his heart hammered away in his chest, his cheeks reddening as pleasure nearly ripped him in two.
"Crow, more! Take as much as you want! Mmm~," Jiro moaned as lust started to cloud his mind. Crow broke away after a few more minutes, lapping up the blood that bubbled to the surface. Jiro was trembling and his eyes were half-lidded as he ran his fingers through Crow's hair. The teacher was pleased by how meek Jiro was acting and found it hard to resist stealing a kiss from his waiting lips.
"Jiro, I love you," Crow purred before kissing his forehead. Jiro snuggled closer to his teacher with a smile on his face.
Jiro was content, simple as that. His stomach was full, he was nestled under a snuggly blanket, and he was watching a rather amusing movie. What made this even better was that Crow was asleep in his arms, snuggled against his shoulder. The dear student kissed his beloved teacher's forehead before taking a deep inhale of his long, black hair.
'Crow, you look so young while you slumber. I wish to gaze upon your form for as long as my time lasts,' Jiro thought as he caressed Crow's cheek. The sounds of the movie fell into the background of Jiro's mind as he closed his eyes for a moment, which slowly passed into two until he passed out.
As they slept the couple was unaware of the two men who were swiftly approaching them. Crow's eyes fluttered open only to have a rag forced over his nose and mouth. The Old Blood struggled to try to pull the hand away before he fell back into darkness.
"Fool, you shall learn not to take what truly is ours," the taller of the two males said with a wicked laugh before Crow and Jiro were taken by them.
Author's Note: I want to thank the academy for these lovely readers and all of their support. Continue reading as our dear Crow and Jiro learn this lesson.~Bff#3
