Vampire
Disclaimer: I do not own Mignon.
Warnings: Blood/Injury, Hurt/Comfort
Pairings: Mignon/Oh Young-One
Plot: Young-One teaches Mignon to hunt.
#MysticalWitchtober2023
10/03 - Vampire
There was a sweltering tension in the air, tangible to anyone who descended the cobbled stone staircase and entered the underground club. Different than the boxing ring Mignon had grown accustomed to, the adrenaline coursing through him now something else entirely. A beast he had yet to name, a hunger he had whet but couldn't sate.
Young-One watched over him closely, carnelian irises burning amber in the dim lights. "Mignon." He murmured softly, offering out his hand, and Mignon took it with trembling breath. "Come, I know you're hungry. Let me teach you how to hunt."
Curious stares followed after them as they stepped towards the bar, taking seats near the end where they could look out across the crowd towards the stage, where a pretty singer crooned sweetly into a microphone.
"What do you taste?" Young-One asked softly, leaning close enough that their shoulders brushed. "Breathe deeply, let it roll across your tongue."
Mignon did as he was told, parting his lips and breathing in the myriad of scents surrounding them. Cigarette smoke, perfume and cologne, crisp, bubbling champagne and sweet liquor adorned with cherries and orange slices.
"It smells…like a bar?" Mignon replied with uncertainty, meeting Young-One's eyes. Young-One watched him closely, tilting his head slightly, and so Mignon exhaled quietly then tried again.
This time when he inhaled slowly, he felt the scents around him as if tasting them first-hand. Sweet, warm sweat rolling across his tongue, salty skin and heady musk, lips and breath and blood.
"That's it." Young-One murmured softly, a low croon in the back of his throat as he brushed fingers up Mignon's thigh. "You've found the right taste, now chase it. Find where it originates from, where it's the ripest, the juiciest. The taste that makes your fangs ache to bite and claim and devour."
Mignon was panting softly, squirming beneath Young-One's touch as his ruby eyes darted across the crowd, searching, stalking, hunting down the taste teasing against the tip of his tongue.
"T-There, it's there-" Mignon tensed, his eyes locked onto a boy resting against the far wall, chatting amongst friends. "He tastes, h-he feels-"
"I tasted him too." Young-One hummed lowly, leaning in to brush his lips against Mignon's cheek. "Shall we take him home with us tonight? Would you like that?"
A soft sound escaped Mignon's throat, something between a gasp and a moan. Young-One smiled against his cheek, and then slipped away, his eyes on Mignon as he began through the crowd, until he turned to face the boy that had drawn their interest.
In a few moments Young-One was there, standing beside them, and the boy was smiling and saying something in response to a question he'd been asked. His eyes held Young-One's, his gaze dropping to Young-One's mouth briefly before returning to his eyes, biting his bottom lip and giving a little nod.
Young-One returned to the bar with the boy trailing in his footsteps, and they spoke with the bartender for a moment before coming to sit with Mignon, Young-One placing a hand against his biceps.
"This is my partner, Mignon."
The boy smiled and offered out his hand, "I'm Sŏng. Nice to meet you."
Mignon shook it gently, his entire face flushed as he fought to retain his composure, and eventually he managed to stammer out, "N-Nice to, ah…you too!"
The bartender brought Sŏng a drink, and then stepped away again, leaving the three to their conversation. Young-One sighed as he took one of Mignon's hands, then leaned against the bar, his eyes on Sŏng.
"You'll have to forgive him, it's his first time."
Sŏng smiled and laughed softly, lifting his drink to take a sip, his lips lingering against the rim. "Truly? You're both so handsome. I can hardly imagine you have a hard time finding playmates.''
"We were lucky tonight, finding you." Young-One crooned softly, and Sŏng's cheeks brightened and he giggled, taking another sip of his drink.
"I feel as though I'm the lucky one." Sŏng set his drink aside after a moment, resting an elbow against the counter and propping his cheek against his palm. "So? What are you looking for?" He looked between the two watching him, a flirty smile teasing up his lips. "Shall all three of us play together? Or does one of you like to watch?"
Mignon inhaled sharply and looked to Young-One, and Young-One squeezed his hand gently, holding his eyes for a long moment before turning to reply. "I think we would both like to have a taste of you tonight, if you are amenable to that?"
"That sounds lovely." Sŏng sighed, his gaze half-lidded and hungry as he flicked his tongue across his bottom lip. "Do you live somewhere nearby, or shall we go to my place? I'm happy to host."
"If you would be so kind." Young-One reached across the counter to brush his fingertips against Sŏng's wrist, and Sŏng smiled and took his hand, tracing over Young-One's palm.
"Once I finish my drink?" Sŏng asked, and Young-One nodded.
"Please do. I'm certain your friends would be concerned if you were to disappear so suddenly." Young-One glanced towards the group chatting together and watching their exchange curiously. "Come find us when you are ready."
"I will." Sŏng took his drink in hand and slipped away from the bar, weaving through the crowd to return to his friends.
Mignon watched him go, his fingers twitching in Young-One's grasp, and Young-One turned Mignon's attention to him instead, guiding him into a kiss.
"Soon." Young-One whispered, kissing his parted lips again, searching his crimson eyes. "This stage of the hunt is delicate, we must be cautious to proceed slowly. Once he's alone with us, you may have your fill."
"He smells so good-" Mignon shivered, Young-One pressing a soft kiss against his jaw. "I-I can't, how did you…?" He met Young-One's eyes, cupping his face and arching his brow. "How do you do it? Keep calm like that, when he's so close?"
"I have hunted for centuries." Young-One murmured, his expression relaxed and amused. "One day, you will not be so affected. For tonight, I will do my part as your maker to guide you, and ensure you do not bring mortal harm to our unwitting prey."
Mignon nodded, frowning a little as he admitted softly, "I don't…" He shook his head, trying to find the right words. "I want to drink, but I don't want to hurt him. He's so…"
"You needn't fear." Young-One reassured gently, patting the back of Mignon's hand still cupping his face. "You cannot overpower me, fledgling that you are. If need be, I will forcibly separate you from him. Trust in me to teach you, I will show you how to live this new life."
Mignon nodded slowly, leaning in for a kiss. "Ssaem…"
A hand smoothed against his shoulder, and Mignon tensed and drew back to look down at Sŏng, who was watching them both with interest.
"Alright, let's go. My place isn't far."
They left the club and walked the dark streets to an apartment complex a few blocks away, Sŏng letting them both inside before locking the door behind them.
"Make yourselves comfortable." Sŏng offered, slipping his coat off his shoulders and stepping out of his boots before padding across the hardwood towards the den. Young-One and Mignon left their coats and shoes by the door, then joined Sŏng in the den, Young-One taking a seat on the couch beside him, Mignon watching them both from a short distance, uncertain what to do now that they were alone.
Young-One looked to Mignon, then offered out his hand, and Mignon knelt before the couch at Young-One's knees, Young-One coaxing him in for a kiss.
Sŏng watched them with a curious little smile, then reached out and trailed his fingertips along Mignon's shoulder, giggling softly when he felt Mignon shiver beneath his touch.
Young-One pulled back to search Mignon's eyes, then he turned to Sŏng and took the boy's hand, murmuring softly, "Do I have your consent?"
"Please." Sŏng whispered, sighing into the kiss, and Young-One pressed their lips together over and over, sweet and slow, Mignon grasping the edge of the couch cushion hard enough his knuckles creaked.
Young-One pulled back, licking his bottom lip and tilting Sŏng's face to the side, murmuring against his ear, "Submit to me. I will not harm you."
Sŏng sighed shakily, and his entire body relaxed, Mignon's eyes widening a bit as Young-One drew back and gently guided Sŏng down to rest against the pillows. His dark eyes were highlighted with an amber sheen, and he was breathing soft and deep, almost as if he were asleep.
"Was that…?" Mignon whispered, Young-One humming while coaxing him closer to Sŏng.
"Once you've fed, and gathered your strength, I will teach you the art of glamour. Until then…" He brushed his fingers along Sŏng's jugular, parting his lips to drink in the air, savoring his taste. "Go on, you may have him. I will warn you before you've taken too much."
Mignon leaned over Sŏng and bowed his head, Young-One resting a gentle hand against his nape, petting his dark hair sweetly. Mignon laved his tongue over Sŏng's throat, then nuzzled into the curve of his neck and shoulder, inhaling deeply. His fangs throbbed with want, his mouth salivating, and with a quick, sharp snarl he bit into Sŏng's bared throat, hot blood spilling across his tongue.
Young-One gasped softly above him, his fingers flexing against his nape as he drank down greedy mouthfuls, a low growl building in the back of his throat, thundering in his chest.
"Yes, Mignon. Yes…" Young-One urged softly, threading fingers through his hair. "Listen to his heart, the rhythm of his pulse. Pay attention to the way it begins to slow, how it weakens as you drink…"
Mignon hummed and swallowed another mouthful, drinking for only a few moments longer before Young-One tugged his hair, coaxing him up. Mignon resisted for only a moment before breaking away, gasping and moaning as Young-One pressed their mouths together, lapping at the blood smeared across Mignon's lips and tongue.
"Good, that's just enough." Young-One whispered, petting Mignon's chest and searching his eyes. "Do you feel that? The liquid fire spreading through you, filling your veins with vigor, renewing your vitality?"
"I feel it…" Mignon gasped again, kissing Young-One harder, deeper, tugging him from the couch and twisting to press him down against the hardwood, pillowing Young-One's neck with his arm. "Ssaem, I want you. Let me have you…"
Young-One indulged him for a few moments longer, allowing Mignon to kiss him as he liked, before he pushed against his shoulder gently, giving the younger a teasing smile. "Have you forgotten? I've yet to have dinner, and something tells me you'll soon be craving dessert."
Mignon held Young-One's eyes, his cheeks flushed as he asked breathlessly, "There's more?"
"There's always more." Young-One chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to Mignon's jaw. "Come now, we must return to the hunt. The night is still young."
They made sure Sŏng was resting comfortably before taking their leave, locking the door behind them as they left, returning to the club once more.
This time Young-One chose someone from amongst the crowd, and it was Mignon who approached. The pretty brunette was flustered at first, shying away from Mignon and glancing towards the bar curiously, where Young-One was watching with a playful smile, giving her a little nod.
Eventually Mignon returned, the girl trailing just behind. She smoothed her hands over the frills of her skirt and glanced between them shyly, her cheeks and lips a pretty shade of pink as she took a seat beside them.
"Would you like a drink, darling?" Young-One murmured, brushing his fingers along her forearm and wrist, the girl shivering and worrying her lip, eventually nodding shyly.
"I-I'm sorry," She stammered breathlessly, her cheeks growing even more pink, "I don't usually, I-I mean, I-"
"It's alright, there's nothing to fear…" Young-One soothed gently, lacing their fingers, and the girl carefully met his eyes.
Mignon watched their exchange, curious and eager, watching the way Young-One's expressions twisted into something predatory as he smiled with a flash of fangs.
"Relax, you're safe. Everything's alright." Young-One whispered sweetly, his glamour snaring the girl easily, her entire body relaxing as she exhaled a trembling sigh. "You're a darling little doll, aren't you pet? Would you like it if we kissed you?"
"Yes." She whispered dreamily, her gaze floaty and soft, an amber sheen brightening her hazel-green eyes. "Please kiss me."
"Good girl." Young-One murmured, slipping his fingers beneath her chin to tilt up her face, kissing her slowly beneath Mignon's hungry gaze.
Young-One pulled away to meet Mignon's eyes, chuckling quietly while asking under his breath, "Dessert?"
Mignon nodded, panting softly as he turned to survey the crowd with burning crimson eyes, scenting the air. He fixed his gaze on a pretty girl dancing alone near the side of the stage, a drink held aloft as she twined her fingers through her dark hair.
He made his way through the crowd, carefully reaching out to touch her waist, and at feeling his touch she parted her eyes to look up at him, and Mignon was startled to see they were a deep shade of jeweled garnet. She smiled and tilted her head curiously, reaching up to curl her fingers against his neck.
"Well aren't you gorgeous." She purred, pressing close against his chest, bringing her drink to her lips to take a sip. "Hunting, are we? You must be young, to not recognize your own."
"I-I'm sorry!" Mignon apologized quickly, but the girl smiled and laughed, shaking her head dismissively.
"It's quite alright," She reassured, smoothing her hand down Mignon's chest, her nails teasing along his waist, "No need to fret. It's flattering, being sought after." She crooned and pushed onto her toes, her lips brushing Mignon's throat. "You taste sinful, and you're warm. You must've fed recently, greedy little pup."
Mignon looked to the bar, meeting Young-One's eyes. I didn't know what to do, he'd never spoken with another like them before. Was she flirting with him? Was she merely being friendly? At least he hadn't offended her by seeking her out.
Young-One held his eyes for a moment longer before a teasing smile curved up his lips, and he leaned in to press a kiss to the brunette's cheek, his eyes still locked with Mignon's.
Taking a breath to soothe his nerves, Mignon looked down to meet her eyes, and offered her an apologetic, friendly smile. "I'm sorry, my master is waiting for me. I'm meant to find our dessert."
She laughed softly and backed away a step, taking another sip of her drink while glancing towards the bar. "Ah, I see. I saw the two of you come in together. Your master, is he? He's beautiful."
"He is." Mignon smiled, offering a little wave and a nod goodbye, leaving her to dance once more. Their exchange had caught the attention of a pair nearby, the two whispering back and forth before the girl smiled and beckoned him over, Mignon hesitating only a moment before approaching.
They were obviously tipsy, the boy immediately reaching out to smooth his palm along Mignon's biceps. "Goodness you're built! You must be so strong-"
The girl swatted at her friend playfully, giggling as she asked, "Were you trying to pick up that girl? She's been dancing alone all night! Not sure if she's interested in company…" She wrinkled her nose and giggled again, then leaned closer to add on, "We, on the other hand, are more than happy to extend an invitation, if you're interested?"
"Is that your boyfriend?" Her friend asked, his gaze clearly aimed towards the bar.
Mignon turned to look as well, Young-One catching his eyes for a moment before laughing softly and saying something to the girl beside him, who was sipping her drink and giggling, nodding to something he'd said.
"Actually…" Mignon looked to the two friends, glancing between them for a moment before asking, "We were looking for someone who might be…interested in playing together?"
"Oh my!" The girl grinned, giving an eager nod. "We'd definitely be interested! Is your partner bringing along his little wallflower too? She's so cute!"
"We tried speaking with her earlier," the boy said, "but she was exceptionally shy. It seems that your boyfriend drew her out of her shell. Her giggle is just the sweetest, isn't it?" He grinned and leaned against his friend's shoulder, adding teasingly, "I wonder what other pretty sounds she makes?"
"Mmh! We'll just have to find out, won't we?"
Mignon grinned and blushed, coaxing them both to follow him to the bar, and once they reached Young-One the pair introduced themselves.
"Hello! I'm Yoon-Suh," The girl offered before turning to her friend, "This is Jun-Seo."
"It's nice to meet you." The pretty brunette bowed her head politely, tucking her dark hair behind an ear, "My name is Dan-Bi."
They shared a few drinks and chatted together for a while, then Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo offered to host, and so they found themselves walking to the closest train station, Dan-Bi pressed close against Young-One's side.
"You're doing wonderfully, pet." Young-One reassured gently, giving her a soft kiss now and then, keeping her under the gentle lull of his glamour. Mignon went with the flow, allowing Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo to touch him as they liked, accepting kisses from them both as they sat beside him on the train, the friends grinning and giggling as they fawned over him excitedly.
"-can't wait to see those muscles. You shouldn't be allowed to wear a shirt!"
"You're such a softie, aren't you? Such a big boy, yet you're gentle and sweet like a puppy. It's adorable!"
Jun-Seo nuzzled Mignon's shoulder, pressing a kiss against his neck before murmuring teasingly, "I want to wrap my lips around that thick cock-"
Yoon-Suh gasped and swatted at her friend, giggling as she leaned in to nip at the shell of Mignon's ear, "Don't worry, handsome. We'll take good care of you, just you wait."
"You and your pretty little boyfriend."
They turned to fix Young-One in their sights, who smiled and chuckled quietly, Dan-Bi dozing at his side with her cheek resting against his shoulder. "I'm glad you're both eager to play. Mignon has quite the appetite."
The pair returned their attention to Mignon, who gasped and stammered out quickly, "I-I mean, that is to say…"
The announcement overhead indicated they were approaching the next stop, and they gathered around the door before stepping out onto the platform, Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo leading the way to their shared apartment.
They walked together hand in hand, Yoon-Suh humming happily while Jun-Seo glanced over his shoulder to meet Mignon's eyes. He gave a little wink, before shifting his gaze to Young-One, then to Dan-Bi, who was smiling and walking beside them quietly, almost as if in a daze.
"Here we are!" Yoon-Suh stopped before the door to search for her keys, retrieving them from her purse a moment later and unlocking the door to let them inside. The door was locked, coats and shoes were removed, and Yoon-Suh beckoned their guests into the kitchen. "We have all sorts of drinks, what would you like?"
"Mignon."
Mignon shivered at Young-One's tone, noting the hunger gleaming in his eyes. He took Dan-Bi's hand, and Young-One stepped around the kitchen bar to Yoon-Suh's side, cupping her face and holding her eyes.
"Submit."
Yoon-Suh's expression softened into something relaxed, and Young-One stepped away from her to reach for Jun-Seo, taking his wrist and tugging him closer. Jun-Seo looked surprised, glancing towards Yoon-Suh in confusion, but Young-One tilted his face and leaned in for a kiss, and whatever Jun-Seo might have said was lost to soft breaths and sighs.
As they parted, Jun-Seo met Young-One's eyes, and the tension in his shoulders relaxed, Young-One petting across his wet lips with his thumb.
"Now then." Young-One murmured, turning to Mignon, beckoning him closer, and Mignon brought Dan-Bi to him, looking between Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo in awe.
"You can manipulate all of them? All at once?"
"To an extent, with simple tasks." Young-One hummed, slipping his arm around Dan-Bi's waist and leaning in to kiss her throat, lapping at her pulse for a moment before opening his mouth wide and sinking in his fangs with a soft squelch.
She gasped and moaned softly, her gaze wandering the ceiling, and Mignon watched Young-One's throat flex as he drank several mouthfuls, drawing back a few moments later to lick across the wound he'd left behind.
"That's a good girl, darling." Young-One whispered, kissing her cheek, guiding her towards the lounge room nearby. He sat her down on a plush cushion sitting before the curtained window, and murmured something to her before returning to the kitchen. Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo stepped closer, magnetized by his presence, and Mignon watched as Young-One tilted back Yoon-Suh's head and bit into her throat, his fangs aching with the urge to feed.
He looked to Jun-Seo, then reached out and guided him closer, the boy breathing slow and even as Mignon dipped down to kiss his parted lips, Jun-Seo making a soft sound and kissing back automatically.
It didn't take much to coax Jun-Seo to bare his neck, and Mignon slid his fangs into the boy's throat with a soft moan, drinking down the hot blood that pooled in his mouth. A trail of bright red overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin to dapple his collar.
He felt fingertips at his jaw, and he swallowed before withdrawing, turning to meet Young-One's eyes and tugging him closer for a kiss. Young-One lapped up the mess he'd made, kissing up his throat and licking the blood from his chin, trailing up to his mouth and moaning into their kiss.
"I want you-" Mignon gasped softly, sliding his hand up under Young-One's shirt, "Seonsaengnim, please…"
Young-One panted against his mouth, tracing his lips over Mignon's while carding his fingers through his soft, dark hair. "Take me…"
They tugged at one another's clothes, stripping themselves bare, and Mignon carried Young-One to the lounge room to lay him down atop the plush carpet, grinding against him so their erections rubbed against one another's, shiny and slick with precum.
"Mignon-!" Young-One gasped, arching up as Mignon's mouth wandered across his chest, tongue flicking against a nipple before trailing over his ribcage, nipping lightly at his flushed skin, warm with fresh blood. Something settled beside them, and Young-One reached out to accept Dan-Bi's wrist, kissing lightly at her pulse before biting down, drinking slowly as he watched Mignon's descent.
Mignon wasted no time in taking Young-One into his mouth, careful of his fangs and he sucked and licked, listening to the pleasured sounds that spilled from Young-One's throat, muffled as he drank from Dan-Bi's wrist.
A hand carded through his hair, tugging gently, and he felt another hand smooth across his shoulders and nape, Mignon closing his eyes as Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo pressed against his sides.
Young-One had coaxed them to join in their play, and they offered wrists and necks for the taking. Mignon sank his fangs into Yoon-Suh's wrist as he tugged Young-One's legs around his waist and guided his cock between his cheeks, teasing for a few lingering moments before pressing inside. Young-One gasped against Dan-Bi's wrist, crying out as he was stretched past his limits, tears gathering in his lashes as he held Mignon's eyes.
They'd done this before, several times since that first night, but each time felt like their first; electrifying, mind-numbing, completely overwhelming.
Ever in-tune with Mignon's wants and needs, Young-One reached up and drew Yoon-Suh's wrist away from his mouth, tugging Mignon down into a kiss, gasping and yelping sharply with each frenzied thrust. Mignon growled deeply, setting a relentless pace, jerking Young-One down onto his cock with enough force to bruise, Young-One sobbing between messy kisses. "Mignon! Mignon!"
They fed themselves thoroughly from the three warm bodies beside them, fucking each other until they were both sated and relaxed, loose-limbed and giddy as they basked in afterglow.
They left Yoon-Suh and Jun-Seo in the comfort of their lounge room, then walked with Dan-Bi to the train station, escorting her home. Dan-Bi led them to her apartment, and they waited until she was safely inside before turning towards the cross street that would lead them back to their own home, walking hand in hand through the dark.
Mignon sighed contentedly and he flopped onto the bed, nuzzling into a pillow and smiling as he chuckled softly, "Not exactly what I imagined when you spoke of hunting for the first time."
Young-One's eyes were on him, and Mignon turned to catch his gaze, shivering at the hungry, predatory look in his carnelian irises.
"Ssaem? What-"
"Shower before bed." Young-One replied simply, stripping out of his clothes as he stepped down the hall, leaving pieces scattered across the hardwood, Mignon already following after.
They shared slow kisses beneath the steamy water, Young-One petting Mignon's cheeks and jaw slowly, tracing the shell of his ear with barely-there touches, trailing down his throat, his gaze lingering on the pulse fluttering there.
Mignon bared his neck without a second thought, offering himself up to his maker, and Young-One chuckled softly, exhaling a quiet breath before drawing Mignon down to him, and biting down across his jugular.
Mignon gasped and cried out, planting a palm against the tile beside Young-One's shoulder and splaying his fingers wide, hissing for a few moments before the pain began to ebb. He sighed and relaxed into it, humming and wrapping his arm around Young-One's waist, stroking along the curve of his spine lovingly.
"Drink your fill." He whispered, barely audible beneath the steamy shower, "All I am is yours."
Young-One drank for a quiet moment longer, then pulled back and licked his lips, searching Mignon's eyes. They stared at one another, bright carnelian burning into bright ruby, and then Mignon chuckled and dipped down to claim a kiss, Young-One smiling as he flicked his tongue teasingly against one of Mignon's fangs.
"Next time we hunt," Young-One said, his breath ghosting across Mignon's lips, "I'll teach you how to use your glamour."
Mignon crooned softly, petting Young-One's waist and peppering kisses across his cheeks. "I'm eager for your next lesson, Seonsaengnim." He nipped gently at Young-One's ear, murmuring playfully, "Will there be a reward if I'm a very good student?"
"There just may be." Young-One chuckled, drawing back to meet Mignon's eyes. He traced his fingers over Mignon's lips, who kissed at each fingertip, searching his crimson eyes. "Remember to be on your best behavior, and you're sure to find out."
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