YALL BEWARE DONT READ THIS ONE IF YALL DONT LIKE SMUT OR OMEGAVERSE...😥 (HOPE MY CLASSMATE WONT FIND ABR RHIS CUZ SHES ALSO A WRITER)
The night wrapped around the city like a suffocating cloak. Yeonjun prowled the dimly lit streets, veins pulsing with an unbearable craving. His lips, pale and sharp as razors, twitched with frustration. It wasn’t just hunger...it was need. Something primal, something that twisted his control into raw desperation.
His eyes locked onto the soft glow of the dorm building where Beomgyu lived. That omega. Fragile, sweet, utterly intoxicating. The scent of Beomgyu’s heat was like a drug, invading every corner of Yeonjun’s tortured mind.
He had resisted for so long. A vampire cursed with endless thirst but also, somehow, a heart that clung to restraint. Tonight? Tonight, that barrier shattered.
He slipped inside the dorm like a shadow, silent as death. Beomgyu was in his room, windows open to the night breeze, humming softly while sketching. The omega looked up, startled by the sudden presence.
“Jun…?” His voice was soft, a fragile plea.
Yeonjun didn’t answer. Instead, he closed the distance in one swift, hungry stride. His hand grabbed Beomgyu’s wrist with surprising gentleness despite the urgency pounding in his chest.
“I’m sorry,” Yeonjun whispered, lips brushing against Beomgyu’s neck, a warning and a promise. “I can’t wait anymore.”
Beomgyu’s eyes widened, scent thickening in the air as Yeonjun sank his fangs into the tender skin, biting deep. The omega gasped, breath hitching, heart racing..not just from pain, but from the electric, burning fire spreading through his veins.
Yeonjun’s hands slid down Beomgyu’s trembling body, clutching his waist, pulling him closer. His other hand tangled in the omega’s hair, holding him captive as he drank, drank like his life depended on it.
But it wasn’t just blood that Yeonjun craved, oh no. It was the desperate, needy warmth of Beomgyu’s body beneath him. The soft whimpers, the ragged gasps, the way the omega melted against him, surrendering.
With a guttural growl, Yeonjun broke the bite, lips ghosting over the raw skin, tasting the intoxicating salt of Beomgyu’s pain and pleasure.
“Don’t fight me,” Yeonjun hissed, voice rough as gravel. “I’m desperate. You’re the only thing that keeps me from losing control.”
Beomgyu whimpered, eyes shining with tears and desire. “Then take me, jun... I’m yours.”
It was the surrender Yeonjun needed, the permission to fuck this hunger raw and deep.
He dragged Beomgyu down onto the bed, clothes falling off in desperate strips. Yeonjun’s hands explored every curve and line, worshipping the fragile omega who was both prey and salvation.
Their bodies tangled, heat and hunger consuming them. Yeonjun fucked Beomgyu with a desperate, brutal passion, biting, marking, claiming. The omega’s cries echoed in the room, raw and pure, fueling the vampire’s madness.
“You’re mine now,” Yeonjun growled, thrusting harder, deeper. “Forever.”
Beomgyu shattered beneath him, screaming his release as Yeonjun’s name tore from his lips.
And when the night finally fell silent again, all that remained was the lingering scent of blood and lust, the heavy, satisfied breathing of two souls tangled in a desperate, dangerous love.
A/W :: okey this is my last one I'm writing for this month I'll continue when I have ny holidays cuz exams r coming up
