Shipping :3 // “I trust you , Owen.” Owen stared at the doctor , something akin to suspicious in his expression. “Then why won't you let me turn you- You could help so many people , Legs! You could save people! And be the better for it-” He took a step closer to Legundo , a frown forming on his lips. “You could be a better doctor. As Owen advanced , Legundo stepped backwards, dangerously close to backing himself into a corner. “I don't need vampirism to be a doctor.” They replied, looking down at Owen’s face. “I trust you. But not when it comes to that. I refuse to become any more of a monster.” Owen moved closer , his nose almost touching the doctor’s “Prove it.” “What?” “Prove it. Prove you trust me.” As the vampire spoke , his eyes flicked to Legs’ neck , a pang of hunger twinging in his stomach. “Let me feed. No turning, no tricks , just an exchange. Just giving me food. I won't bite to turn , just to satisfy my hunger. “ Their eyes locked fleetingly , Owen’s earthy brown gaze meeting Legundo’s glassy green one. “Very well.” The doctor replied, beginning to unbutton his collar. Owen stepped back , giving Legs room to comfortably unfasten the layers of fabric around his neck. “Probably an awfully large amount of layers.” He told himself internally. “Drags it out longer than necessary.” Eventually, Owen got fed up , brushing the doctor’s shaking hands aside and unbuttoning the stupid thing himself. He let out a scoff as he saw another layer of clothing between him and his eventual snack. He expected it of course, but it was still annoying. “Don’t scoff at me… it's cold here- it's completely normal to wear lots of clothing.” “Yes , I know. But it's annoying when my snack is extravagantly packaged.” Owen’s cold claws brushed against the warm flesh of Legundo’s neck as he pulled the doctor tunic aside , sending an unwelcome shiver down their spine. “I'm going to bite you now.” He said , not waiting for permission before sinking his fangs into one of the smaller veins in Legundo’s neck. Legs pulled the vampire close , hoping that it would give him better access to his neck. Apparently the closer proximity was an invitation to get comfortable, because Owen placed a hand on the opposite side of Legs’ neck , pressing his face further against flesh and his fangs deeper into muscle. The doctor winced , squeezing their eyes shut as he fed , trying to ignore the blossoming pain. Legundo’s blood was warm and salty against Owen's tongue and tasted faintly like ash. Owen enjoyed it quite a lot. Almost immediately after he pulled his fangs out , he licked the doctor’s skin , catching the last remnants of blood with his bat-like tongue. “Gah?!” The doctor exclaimed, not expecting that sensation against his neck. It was strange… not necessarily unpleasant but certainly unprecedented. It sent blood to his face , causing his cheeks to go red. “You- you licked me!” The vampire let out a scoff and licked his neck again , checking for stray drips of blood and causing another small noise to escape Legundo. “ Yeah. I also sucked your blood. If that makes you feel less weird about it.” Legs made an attempt to pull back, but Owen held him fast. “I'm not done yet.” He hissed, face near their neck again. “I'm not wasting blood.” Without another word , he began licking Legundo’s neck again , a bit more than necessary for just cleaning up a bite wound. He pushed the doctor's head up slightly before biting down again in a slightly different spot this time. “/Ow/-!”
It's one am. Writing fanfic /silly
