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[As far as Kagami remembers, that creepy home has appeared deserted since he moved nearby. Creepy might be an understatement. People avoid it for a reason, with rumors circulating and accumulating until they become so ridiculous even he stops paying attention to them. Breaking and entering is definitely a Bad Idea.

But Kagami has always been drawn to situations that get him in trouble. And, more importantly, he's broke.

And hungry.]

It's okay~! Because I have a knife.

[He sing-songs to himself, picking the lock and thanking whatever non-existent deities that the previous owner never bothered to replace their old, fragile locks with a key card system. It doesn't take him long at all before the door unlocks and the handle clatters to the ground. Damn. That would have been an issue if it wasn't abandoned.

Kagami shuts the door behind him and looks for the nearest lightswitch to flip it on. And then he starts looking around for any valuables.]

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[ "BECAUSE I HAVE A KNIFE"..... Kagami, pls. Has he never heard of "bringing a knife to a gun fight" before? Because that's about to be pretty darn applicable to his present situation. There's a reason this house is locked and deserted, and it has very little to do with housing market crashes, real estate prices, or the very derelict nature of the property.

Because it is pretty run-down. Kagami will be able to see the moment he enters that not much more than the first floor has seen any (very limited) use in a long, long time. There's dust, dirt, leaves...more than one hole in the floorboards. Cobwebs hang on the ceiling and lights above. The air is musty with mildew and mould.

...But the electricity does work. There's not much on the first floor besides old furniture that's seen better days; other people--squatters, looters--have been here before him. Most of what's valuable has been taken down there, but he will be able to tell: the staircase has mostly collapsed, and the space up there? Looks much less touched.

Possibly lots of nice goodies up there, if he can figure out a way to get there. ]

[…Come to think of it, a gun would have been a better choice! Oh well, it’s clearly abandoned, and it doesn’t look like there have been any…temporary inhabitants in a minute. Kagami spreads out his arms, unable to believe his own luck.]

It’s so shitty! What a waste of— mn?

[What he can make of the upper level looks like it has the potential to be promising. Yes, the staircase has a good chance of killing him, but he’d rather risk that then deal with any people!]

But how to get up there…?

[He climbs the few remaining stairs and balances himself precariously at the edge, gauging the distance.

And then he decides that thinking doesn’t matter and jumps, only just managing to grab the edge.]

Fuck! Ow.

[And also grab a nail that was sticking out? With his legs dangling, Kagami struggles and manages to pull himself up to the second level, sighing in relief that he narrowly managed to avoid his untimely and tragic death. Just let him…lie there, for a minute, palm bleeding.]

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[ It's a lot of noise, but then again the house has (supposedly) been abandoned for years. There's no one around for him to disturb, no occupants to rouse & have call the police. No one to catch the faint smell of fresh, warm, hot sweetsweetcopper and find themself more awake than they've felt in...hm. How long has it been? It's fine, it doesn't matter! Because Kagami is alone in the house and there's definitely

no one else

there. ]

You smell.

[ ...Except there kinda-sorta is, in the form of someone whose age doesn't seem to be too far off Kagami's standing over him. They watch him without blinking, eyes round and pupils a little bit slit. Why do they look like that, and where did they come from when the house was empty just a moment ago...?

It's Fine. Don't worry. ]

[Still lying on his back, Kagami does his very best to keep up the staring contest. He's proud that he lasts for about five seconds before he fully realizes the comment they made.]

Hm? Do I smell good?

[Slit pupils. Weird. Are they some sort of cosplayer? He smiles serenely, but his mind races for an exit, which is the only reason why he replied so stupidly. They haven't tried killing him yet though! That's promising.]

Am I hallucinating? I'm afraid I didn't hear you up here. Is this your place? My apologies.

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Yes.

[ More specifically, his hand smells good where he's gone and cut it. Their eyes bore into his right up until the moment he flexes his fingers in idle. They eyes snap to the blood on his skin in an instant, everything else about him ignored.

The next time Kagami blinks the figure will not longer be standing over him. They'll be crouched over him, hands pinning him to the floor by his wrists in a grip like stone. ]

You smell very, very good.

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Is that--

...So?

[Maybe there's something in the house that's making him hallucinate, because the instant he opens his eyes after blinking, they're on top of him and holding him down. He tests out their strength by trying to squirm out and...holy shit. How is someone that waif-like that strong?! Kagami isn't exactly a bodybuilder, but he should at least be able to free himself out of their grip--

He sucks in a breath, finding it hard to tear his eyes away from that unique stare that bores into his. It's almost inhuman.

Kagami doesn't believe in the supernatural. Things like ghosts, angels, demons...none of that really exists. The world simply sucks. It's a shitty place, and it's not fair. But something is definitely off about them.]

I admire your upper body strength.

[It's the first stupid comment that comes to mind.]

...You admire me?

[ Most people they encounter would have been screaming or begging for mercy by now. Humans don't like to be followed. Or pinned down. Nenonen's never really understood what makes them fuss so much; in this sense, Kagami is an anomaly. Still food, but....they're a little curious. They don't even smell the stench of fear on him. ]

Why.

[It would probably be the healthy thing to feel some sense of fear right now. But Kagami has long since accepted that he’s not really healthy. Normal, healthy people don’t break into homes that look like it might collapse if he looks at it wrong.

But he gets to be pinned down, by someone very attractive who might kill him, so he supposes it evens out! It’s a valid question.]

Because you’re hot? How long have you been up here? Are you wearing contacts?

[ Hot? They don't feel especially warm. Most times they've been told they're cold... But the strange, delicious-smelling human keeps talking. Wants to know how long they've been there, and something about...contacts? They haven't spoken to anyone in ages.

They think about it for a moment, study his expression, and then tilt their head. ]

You are strange.

[ But again, still delicious-smelling, so Nen grips the wrist of his injured hand and brings it up, giving the red-stained digit a long, slow lick. ]

I am going to eat you now. Please do not scream.

I'm not the one living in a dilapidated house that doesn't have working stairs. [...] Is it good that I'm strange?

[Does that turn them on? He hopes so. If he's going to die, he'd like to have a nice night first--]

Holy shit.

[Kagami. Was not. Expecting that. He gasps, looking somewhere between scandalized and aroused, his legs tensing beneath them.]

You're into that?

[ ...Again, it's not the reaction Nen expects. They wind up blinking at Kagami as some of his blood flow diverts south, confused. Not confused enough not to lick the small trickle of blood from his finger though; they draw it into their mouth and suck, pressing the tip of their tongue against the wound until the sliver pops out.

That, they spit out. ]

Into what?

[ Finger, mouth. Suckle. ]

[It doesn't really hurt, other than the slight sting, but even that feels? Kind of nice? Kagami watches them in fascination, unable to look away from their gaze. Oh. How thoughtful of them.

His gray eyes are still glazed over, but his smile sharpens into something mischievous and keen.]

Blood play? Roleplay? Would you be into bondag-- fuck.

[He breathes a pitiful moan and hates himself for it.]

...Why are you up here?

...I do not understand what those are. I smelled you, so I woke up.

[ Blood...play? Why would anyone play with blood? It's much better for eating, in their opinion. Playing seems a waste.

If they think about it, maybe they did know one or two others who might have enjoyed it...but Nenonen decides it isn't worth the effort trying to recall the specifics. What matters right now is the very odd morsel beneath them.

Nen sucks on his finger again, the pointed tips of their fangs brushing over delicate skin...and then puncturing, just enough to prompt more blood. Normally they'd go for a proper bite, but they want to see how this strange human reacts. ]

Pretty sure you smelled your house. There’s no way you—

[Before Kagami can articulate his fuzzy and clouded thoughts, he feels the sharp pinprick stabbing at his skin. He gasps. Pain gives way to a dull throbbing that leaves his hand and face warm.

His first thought is that it’s a needle, but Nenonen hasn’t moved and he hasn’t seen anything indicating that. The epiphany he has is sudden. As the reality of the situation sets in and sobers him, he pales, but he doesn’t look afraid.

He looks excited.]

What are you?

Hungry.

[ But they know what he's getting at. Rather than answer him directly though, Nen releases his finger and runs their tongue over their lower lip...and their front teeth, showing off the two prominent sets of fangs--large eyeteeth, and a second smaller set just behind those.

Their slit eyes almost flicker in what little light there is, thumb pressing into the centre of his palm as if that's all they';ll need to pin him there.

(It is.) ]

Wuh.

[No fucking way. Kagami's breath stills. His normally apathetic eyes are wide and glued to the double set of fangs. A cosmetic choice, contacts, that could all be explained...

But their strength, and how they seemed to appear out of nowhere, all of it begs him to acknowledge something that goes against everything he believes, or doesn't. He's never given much thought to the supernatural, unless it was to learn just enough to bullshit convincingly for some scam. Things like ghosts and demons were concepts only the stupid and vulnerable believed in.

Yet here they both are. A bitter, dry laugh erupts. Kagami can hardly believe his luck.]

You really want to eat me, Vampire?

[Because that's what they are. The impossible. Kagami is going to die today, isn't he? And not by any way he ever predicted. This really sucks!!! But at least they're hot?

Why is it so hard to think with them staring at him like that?! He needs to think of a way out! He giggles again, sounding more and more unhinged, and grins brightly. He doesn't try to free himself.]

I suppose I'll allow it. However! You should know that it would benefit you to be careful.

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[ It's interesting to watch the realization as it dawns on him. They can see the way he pales, the disbelief on his face as his brain rapidly works its way through the information. Most enticing is the way his heart leaps and his pulse speeds up. It makes them want to bite--but not yet.

The thing he says last grabs their attention. They blink. ]

What benefit?

[ Eating by itself is benefit enough, surely. They don't need anything else from him right now--at least, nothing they can think of. Before he showed up with his delectable-smelling blood, they'd been quite happy to doze for the last...

...

Hmm. When did they last wake up? ]

[Why are they asking him questions? Don’t they realize how difficult it is to formulate any thoughts or words besides “I’m being dommed by a hot vampire and I might die”? It’s a truly unfair expectation!

Kagami blinks back slowly.]

My blood might…it’s really good, so it would be prudent to pace yourself! Otherwise you might get sick. And we wouldn’t want that~

[ Truly, the struggles of the modern-day mortal man. ]

But I do not get sick.

[ Not that they know of. Illness is a human thing--and they are very much "not human."

They tilt their head and stare at him a moment, waiting for the blood to well up in his cut again before they give it another hungry lick. ]

Your blood is good though, yes. That is why I will eat you.

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You know what they say. There's a first time for everything.

[Like having your blood licked and being told very factually that you're going to be eaten.

Kagami gasps and tries to gather his thoughts, but it's hard with the pressure of their tongue on his wound.]

Yes, but after that what will you do? How long can you go without eating someone else?

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...I do not know. I have never tried to find out.

[ That is an interesting question though. They can remember a time, so long ago now that the memory is distant and faded, when they felt hungry all the time. It was one of the only things they cared about, until they didn't. Until others things became more interesting and the hunger, less present.

They feel it now as they chew on his finger, absent-minded. ]

You know wh- mn, fuck…

[His brain briefly stops working. Their sharp fangs against his skin feels really good, enough to make his groin uncomfortable. He would feel some remorse (he wouldn’t) but they are planning to eat him.]

Wouldn’t it be more convenient for you to keep me around? Then you could eat me at your heart’s content.

[He tilts his hips up. Just enough to brush his erection against them.]

[ That...sure is a thing, pressed up against them. A blink, and Nenonen glances down at where their bodies connect--his groin against theirs--and tilts their head. They're pretty sure no one they've ever been about to eat has popped a boner before. Or tried to negotiate being more than a snack.

This is well and truly baffling.

They give a small huff, more in bewilderment than anything, and sit down on him more firmly. ]

You want to stay with me?

[God, he really hopes he doesn't die with an erection. There probably wouldn't be anything left of his body, but what a shitty way to go. He wouldn't call what he's attempting any sort of plan-- his brain stopped working minutes ago, and now he's just blurting out what sounds reasonable.

If he doesn't die, this wouldn't be a bad arrangement. It would certainly be better than his current situation.

Kagami moans with a perfectly straight face.]

Yes. I have nowhere else to go. I might as well make myself useful to you.

[(Hopefully) trying to appeal to this vampire's sympathy???]

[ Only Kagami could keep a straight face while he moans over boner pressure-- ]

....

[ This human is odd. Very odd. So odd that Nenonen has no idea what to make of him. With his finger in their mouth and the taste of his blood on their tongue though...keeping him around may not be a bad idea. It would make finding food much easier.

They just have to, you know. Not eat him all at once.

Nen pricks his finger again and gives it a slow suck. ]

Hm. Very well. I accept your offer, strange human.

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