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Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” “Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. “I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing. “Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. “I could kill you where you stand!” “Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Moryoll · LGBT+
分數不夠
157 Chs

Lonely

'Osbert-' Jel groaned, trying to struggle out of the binds but he did not seem to have the strength to, for some odd reason. 'Stop teasing me.' 

'But, I thought you liked it when I teased you.' Osbert said, kissing the inner corners of his thigh, leaving bite marks all over, along with love bites. 'Your skin is so soft, Jel. I want to bite it off.' 

'Go ahead.' Jel said, grinning at him, his eyes turning slightly red. 'I would not mind.' 

His shaft, tied tightly with a ribbon that Osbert found on the table beside the bed, with a little bow at the tip, twitched as he struggled to cum.

'Then, don't mind if I do.' Osbert said, biting into this skin while Jel squirmed even more, trying to find sweet release but his body would not behave in the way that he wanted it to. 

Jel gasped as blood trickled down his thighs, watching Osbert lick them up, as tears start to roll down his face.