"It didn't work! Your elixir must've been mixed wrong or something!"

The warlock gazed up from his spot in the darkness, yellow eyes glimmering. "That elixir was fully matured." The warlock's lip curled. "It was a fair pay. You're not getting your soul back."

Jess's eyes flashed and she snarled. "Then why didn't it work?!"

The warlock looked irritably up at her, his wrinkled face hidden by the shadows, before lifting a pale and shaky finger up at her. "You know the answer much better than I do. He has the touch of a maiden, someone must love him."

"Impossible!" Jess spat. "No one loves that sick, twisted cannibal! I gave him second chances, I tried to get him back but he rejected everything, he even broke our oath and I had to suffer the consequences for years because I was unable to please him." She looked furious. "He doesn't deserve love!"

"Keep this up and Satan will lust for your soul, too." The warlock growled, eyes darting around in fear as little red sparks started to glow around the infuriated vampire. "Keep those powers of yours down; I don't need more snuffling hellhounds to come around here. They destroy the wildlife and burn the herbs. Your enemy has a lover, and if you want the elixir to work completely, you'll have to make sure that lover is unable to love."

Jess snorted. "I can just kill that lover."

The warlock shook his head, watching as Jess's red eyes flickered with disbelief. "If you truly want this enemy of yours to suffer, you cannot kill the lover. If they signed the oath, they are eternally connected. They will both die and live peacefully in heaven: all people who love never have places in hell, and God will accept those who care strongly for another gratefully." The warlock broke into a hacking fit and slipped deeper into the darkness. "Now go! The sun is rising, and I must sleep."

And with an angry snarl, Jess shifted into a small bat form and flew out of the cave, her red eyes glowing briefly before vanishing on the rising horizon.

-

"I-I can't move my legs." Seokjin moaned, wincing at the dull pain throbbing in his lower back. Taehyung had been gentle, caring but rough, cumming about three times inside of Seokjin and forcing him to cum several times, causing his limbs to go slack as he tried to lift himself up. "Hurts."

Taehyung sniffed along his stomach, his neck and the soft area between his thighs that smelled deliciously of warm blood-scent. "You aren't pregnant, so that's good." Taehyung licked the inside of his thighs. "Maybe I should stop cumming inside of you."

Seokjin rolled his eyes, still unable to believe that his flat stomach, with the slight imprint of abs, would ever bump out to carry a child, and instead sat up a bit wobbly. "Do you need to eat?" He asked softly as Taehyung seemed quite interested in snuffling across his shoulders, licking in different areas and suckling little red spots in certain areas. He felt a shiver of pleasure as Taehyung rubbed his lower back while suckling on his mating mark.

"No, I ate plenty during the night." Taehyung squeezed his lover's plump thighs with satisfaction. "Your body is beautifully full of blood for me, my love. Thank you."

And Seokjin was surprised, but nonetheless content. Unbeknownst to him, Seokjin had tamed the beast.

-

"Yes, I've signed all the documents and papers. I don't think that this assignment will work: so throw it away, discard it." Seokjin looked up at Jungkook, who seemed tired of everything, having left to be in charge after Seokjin had taken several days for break, since the manager of Seokjin's company had also been sick with pneumonia for a couple of weeks. "You should take a break, Kook, you look like you're about to pass out."

And Jungkook simply stared blankly at him before collapsing to the floor and Seokjin's eyes widened. He peered over his desk. "Jungkook?" He stood and rushed over to the boy. "Hey, wake up." He shook the boy and leaned in to listen to his heartbeat. The noise was there, but faint. "Jesus, do I need to take you to the hospital?"

Jungkook's eyes flickered open. "N-no..." he moaned, eyes flashing red and he began to roll away. "No, stay away...-hungry..."

Seokjin followed the squirming boy despite his protests and lifted him up. "Hasn't your submissive been feeding you?"

Jungkook looked dazed, the dark circles under his eyes becoming more prominent up close, and Seokjin began to freak out when his lips began to froth with white foam, and Seokjin jumped back when Jungkook let out a growl, one that sounded just like Taehyung when he was starving.

Seokjin couldn't move, eyes fixed on Jungkook's state, the way he shuddered and shook, muscles almost moving under his clothes as he turned around and stared at Seokjin, tongue flicking out in hunger. "...blood. Please...c-can't—!"

Seokjin swallowed nervously, wishing Taehyung had really come to work with him. He didn't know much about how to tame another Triple S vampire, so he simply pulled up his pants, exposing his thighs and ushered Jungkook over. "Just drink a couple of mouthfuls," Seokjin murmured, petting Jungkook's head whose mouth watered upon seeing Seokjin's thighs. "But you're really gonna have to explain why your submissive isn't feeding you." He flinched as he felt Jungkook begin to eat, and Seokjin willed himself not to get an erection as the warm, heat filled pleasure tingled from his head to toes. Taehyung would already murder him if he figured out he had given his blood to someone else.

Jungkook soon finished, lapping at the wounds to heal it and sitting back, the color coming back onto his rosy cheeks as he sighed contently, looking gratefully at Seokjin. "Thanks....I-I wasn't in my right mind..." He looked nervously at Seokjin now, suddenly jittery again. "Your blood tastes good! B-but if my submissive finds out—"

"She already has."!

Both males jerked up at the new voice, and Seokjin's stomach tightened, closing his legs that were spread apart in fear.

Jungkook immediately lowered his head, small whimpers leaving his lips as the submissive stalked into the room, slamming the bottom of her heel down onto Jungkook's back. He choked, but regained his posture instantly, fear blazing in his eyes. The girl shook her hair out of her eyes and stared at Seokjin. "My, I knew he'd betray me and soon drink another's blood when he becomes desperate, but I didn't plan on meeting you so soon again. So did it work, the potion?"

Seokjin's throat tightened. "No."

Her green gaze flashed. "No?" She echoed.

"Look, JJ, I care for my boyfriend—"

"Boyfriend!" She spat, and Jungkook shook beneath her. "Stop moving," she snarled, shoving him to the side with her foot and fixing her eyes on Seokjin. "He's just a dumb vampire. I told you, you're in control, here. Your blood is their Fountain of Youth, their Utopia of Life, don't you see?"

Seokjin couldn't respond.

"You are the strong one! Forget about muscles, forget about physical strength that they have." A crazed look entered their eyes. "You have magic to help you!"

She placed a small, green-liquid bottle on the ground. "Why don't you try this? It's quite fun." She gazed at Jungkook with her lip curled. "Jungkookie loves it, doesn't he?"

"Y-yes, I do, Mistress." He mumbled, scrambling to get on his knees. He stared frightfully at Seokjin as he began go get dragged away. "Goodbye, boss."

"Goodbye, Seokjin. I do hope you try that potion out: you'll have the most pleased night of your life."

And Seokjin watched as they left, taking the glass vile and raising the liquid to his lips, he drank a small amount and pocketed the rest.

Because as much as Seokjin loved Taehyung, he was always a curious person, and that was his sole weakness.