Prompt Post Round Five

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Fill (2/3): Vampire Noctis/Prompto - Prompto's blood tastes really good

[(Anonymous)]

“Careful!” the human leap from the bed to catch up before he fell down to the floor. He helped supporting Noctis and sat him down at his bed. “Stay here, I’m going to fetch the first aid kit downstairs,” he said, before disappearing down the stairs. Noctis just scratched his temple and sighed. Today was such a bad luck for him.

Noctis could hear the human trampling downstairs, before climbing up with a medical box in one hand. “Sorry it took a while,” he said, sheepish. “I haven’t cleaned up for some time, so it’s kinda messy...”

“I don’t mind,” Noctis said. His room was far messier than this anyway. “So, you’re gonna...” he glanced at his sprained ankle, “...fix my foot here?”

“Yes! I mean,” the human seemed embarrassed for a while. “Er, to be honest, I dunno whether you even need medical care or not. I mean... you’re a vampire, and don’t they have like... super regenerative powers or something like that?”

Noctis stared at him. “We’re vampires, not cicadas. We will heal faster if we’re getting enough blood, but nowadays, we mostly heal like humans did. Slow and painful,” he grumbled. “What’s important now is, aren’t you afraid of me? Of us?”

The human hesitated. Noctis snorted.

“See?”

“I-I mean!” he suddenly raised his voice. “It’s... it’s what the hunters always tell us, you know? Stay away from the vampires, they say. They’re dangerous, can bewitch you with their eyes, and will drain you dry and then discard you like a trash.” His tone got lower and lower. “I have no idea.”

Noctis raised an eyebrow. He couldn’t even get offended at the fact that the humans thought that vampires would drain them dry. “Well, technically, if three or four vampires feast on a human, yes, the human will probably be ‘drained dry’, as you put it.” His lips curled into a small smile when the human gave him a small ‘eep’. “However, vampires value their relationship with humans. We mostly—and usually—just drink from a human for the rest of their lifetime.”

The human blinked. “Really?”

“Once we found someone that suits our taste, it’s kind of hard for us to enjoy other’s blood as usual,” the vampire’s smile turned into a slight frown. Was it why he found this human’s blood so irresistible?

“So... I take it that my blood suits your taste? Since you keep coming back to me.” The human started to smile, and goddammit, why did Noctis find him cute?

Instead, Noctis just shrugged, pretending not to notice. “I guess?”

The human just chuckled. He then kneeled in front of Noctis, startling the young vampire, before opening his medical box. Oh right, the human was going to treat his sprained ankle.

“Tell me if it’s too tight.”

Noctis just hummed as the human started working, dabbing ointment on his throbbing ankle. From above, Noctis could see the human’s hair, which was a pretty golden colour, all messed up from sleep. He could see his cute nose, and that he had light freckles on it.

He spent too much time staring at the blonde human Noctis didn’t realise when the human had finished treating his ankle. “There, done!”

“Oh. Uh, thanks,” Noctis said awkwardly, embarrassed. He stood up, testing his foot. It was still hurting, but at least not as painful as before. “...thank you, um...”

“I’m Prompto!” the human chirped. “And... you’re welcome! I was the one who caused you to fall down anyway...” he laughed sheepishly. “So, uh... what’re you going to do now?”

Noctis could list a few things. He could knock the human—Prompto—unconscious, and then drink his blood and fled as fast as he could from that house, and then swore that he wouldn’t come back. Or he could just run and search for a new prey that night. Anything not involving Prompto.

Instead, he gave out his name. “...I’m Noctis,” he said dumbly.

“Oh...” Prompto blinked. “Er... Nice to meet you too? Although it’s probably overdue,” he laughed, and Noctis couldn’t stop thinking that his laugh was cute. Hell, he had been thinking nothing but how cute Prompto was since he treated his ankle. He wasn’t supposed to, dammit.

“I’m...” Noctis scratched his head. God this was so awkward. “I should probably go, then. Sorry... for, er, feeding from you these past three months. I won’t be coming again, so you don’t have to be afraid,” he felt a pang of disappointment at the thought of never seeing Prompto nor tasting his blood again, but it was for the best. “Goodbye.”

“Wait!” Prompto snatched his arm. “I’m... I... um...” He fidgeted. “You’re... not going to feed from me anymore?”

Noctis paused. “No.”

“I’m...” Prompto fidgeted. “I mean, I was afraid... But you don’t seem like a bad guy... I mean vampire... Whatever!” he threw his hands up defeat. “What I’m trying to say is...” he gulped down, trying to avoid Noctis’s stare. “...you can... feed from me... you know.”

Noctis widened his eyes. “...really?”

When Prompto nodded sheepishly, Noctis tackled him to the bed, earning a yelp from the human. “H-Hey! Be careful! What about your ankle?!”

“Don’t care,” Noctis grunted. He bent down to scent Prompto and latched his mouth on the juncture between his neck and shoulders. “I’m hungry, so we can worry about my ankle later.”

“W-W-Wait! Noctis, seriously, calm down!” Prompto cried out, holding on to Noctis’s shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere!”

“I know. But I’m hungry,” Noctis extended his fangs. “Relax, Prompto. I won’t hurt you.”

Prompto breathed out and slowly tilted his head sideways, as if inviting him. “Go ahead,” he whispered.