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The warmth your love offers

Vampire! Billy x human male reader

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It's not unusual for (Y/N) to wake up in the middle of the night. Struggling with nightmares, memories soaked in blood. He's used to waking up drenched in sweat and struggling to breath.

But tonight is different. Tonight there are large calloused hands running over his waist and soft lips mouthing at his neck. He stretches slightly, rolling over in strong arms. "(Y/N)" the voice is soft and husky. "You smell so good" he groans burying himself in their neck once again.

"Do you need to feed?" He asks, running a hand between the blonde's shoulder blades. The light scratch of fangs is his reply. "Please, (Y/N)" Billy begs softly, moving up to run his lips in a feather light touch against the shell of (Y/N)'s) ear. "Just a little bit" he pleads "just let me taste you."

"Take what you need" the teen responds softly, pushing his hands up to tangle into the back of Billy's hair. Now with his partner's permission Billy pushes (Y/N) onto his back, keeping their bodies pressed close as he shifts to kneel above them. "Thank you" he huffs peppering (Y/N)'s throat with open mouthed kisses "so good to me, so perfect." (Y/N) tilts his head back to allow the blonde more access to his neck, Billy pulls back just enough to drag his eyes over them. A low groan rumbling in his chest at the sight. "So beautiful."

This is nothing new. Billy had a tendency to become needy and oh, so sweet when he needed to feed. Yet, it never fails to fluster the teen.

Billy's smile alone leaves him breathless beneath the other teen. Those once blue eyes slipping to a deep crimson, his hand maps out the skin of (Y/N)'s stomach before shifting up to lay his palm over their heart. Feeling the pulse beneath his hand, a dull repetitive thud. So warm, so alive.

He leans down to capture the other's lips in a sweet kiss. It's a slow kiss, soft and unhurried. Billy's in complete control of himself and the thought has (Y/N) smiling against his lips. He's made so much progress this year alone.

"I'll be gentle" he promises softly against (Y/N)'s lips. "I know you will" the reply comes so easily. One last kiss and then Billy is ducking his head to bury his face in their shoulder, licking a stripe up the pale skin. He can feel the pulse of their heart beneath his tongue, it sets his nerves alight and has his mind screaming for him to bite down and taste them.

He doesn't need much more encouragement than that. Large white fangs break the delicate skin of (Y/N)'s throat. The man flinches, hissing at the initial pain of Billy's teeth sinking into the soft flesh of his neck. It doesn't last long, a gentle warmth is quick to chase the burn away. Soothing his nerves with a wave of pleasure that has (Y/N) relaxing back into the bed with a soft gasp.

They had been so scared the first time Billy had asked to taste them. They had only ever known the pain that came with being bitten, how wrong it felt to give their blood unwillingly drawn from their body to feed something far stronger than themself. So it came as quite a shock to them that Billy had managed to be so gentle with them. He had only felt pain for a moment before his mind was filled with cotton. He was careful, just as he promised them he would be.

Billy had taken his fill, no more than the bare minimum of what he needed, then he had picked them up in strong arms and taken them to their bed.

(Y/N) thinks it might have started then.

Just small things at first. He hadn't realised how stunning Billy was before, of course he knew Billy was an attractive man, but he had chalked it up to vampiric allure. Just another predatory trick. But that idea had quickly failed over the next few weeks.

He found himself having the urge to run his fingers through the blonde's beautiful curls more and more, curious if they were as soft as they looked. Before he had found it hard to look Billy in the eyes for too long, unable to separate his piercing blue eyes from those of his captors red ones. Now though, he found himself flustered whenever those pretty blue eyes fell on him.

Almost breathless under the blonde's attention. He quickly fell for the vampire and just two weeks later he found himself outside of Billy's room, ready to offer himself up to the blonde again.

He felt addicted to the press of lips against his neck, hot breath warming him as Billy takes his time mapping out the skin of (Y/N)'s neck and shoulder.

Now Billy's diet consisted of fifty percent blood bags and fifty percent of his own blood. It only served to deepen their relationship with one another.

Billy swallows mouthful after mouthful of blood, making a couple of pleased grunts every so often. Eventually he pushes himself up, his fangs slipping from their skin with ease. "Incredible, sweetheart" he murmurs breathlessly, leaning down to run his tongue against the blood coating their skin. (Y/N) can't find it in himself to reply, he sinks into the warmth of Billy's voice.

Once the blonde has lapped up any traces of blood, he pulls back to look the teens face over. "You look tired" he murmurs softly, reaching up to trace the backs of his knuckles against their cheek receiving a half hearted hum of agreement.

Hands wrap around his back and waist as Billy rolls them so the human is laying sprawled across his chest with their head over his heart. "Rest darling" he murmurs, rubbing circles into his back between his shoulder blades. "You owe me breakfast in bed" they mumble into the skin of his chest, drawing an amused chuckle from Billy.

"Of course darling" the vampire agrees with ease, his voice dripping with adoration. Anything for his sweet human. He strokes down (Y/N)'s back, murmuring soft words to him, even long after they've fallen.

Each day he reminds the vampire of what luck he struck when he made the rash decision to save the human.

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gttinyprincess · 9 months

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Willing chapter 3

TW: period typical homophobia.

"You want some?"

(Y/N) blinks back to reality, picking his head up to look to his side. He's sitting on the bench hidden in the forest behind the school, a little spot for people to relax and smoke. He'd planned to sit alone and sort out his thoughts, however it seems someone had other ideas.

Beside the wooden table stands Hawkin high's most infamous student. Eddie munson. In all his long hair and denim clad glory.

The jock glances down to eye the hand held out to him, a joint pinched in between his fingertips. (Y/N) smiles but shakes his head at offer "thanks but I'm good, man." The metalhead shrugs "suit yourself" he says moving to sit beside the other teen as he feels around his pockets for a lighter. Any other time (Y/N) would take Eddie up on the offer, but he's meeting Billy soon and he's not too sure how the drug might affect his vampiric friend. He'd rather not accidentally spike the blonde.

Eddie's quiet as he lights up and takes a drag "it's been awhile since we last hung out" the tone has (Y/N) raising an eyebrow. Eddie clearly has something he wants to get off his chest. "Yeah, a good couple of weeks" he agrees, eyeing the metalhead as he waits for the other shoe to drop. "You've been hanging with Hawkin's kings a lot lately."

Here we go.

"I get that you had trouble with them in the past-" he sighs "it's not that, (Y/N). They're assholes" Eddie frowns, meeting his friend's gaze "I don't want them rubbing off on you." (Y/N) sighs leaning back on his hands, the wood of the table's surface is rough beneath his palms "I'm not going to forget about you, Eddie." He couldn't even if he tried to, the metalhead was an enigma. He's not someone you can get out of your mind easily. "They aren't bad guys" Eddie scoffs and (Y/N) shoots him a glare that has him holding his hands up in surrender. "Steve and Billy have changed a lot, they're good people" now it's Eddie's turn to glare.

"They're bullies and stuck up pricks" Eddie takes another drag "you're one of the only decent jocks around here, it'd suck if that changed" he sighs. "Aww, I'm only decent?" (Y/N) changes the subject knowing they'd just be going round in circles again if he tried to plead his case. Eddie huffs a laugh and rolls his eyes "well your company isn't terrible, but I just don't think you're weird enough." The jock laughs loudly "you should really fix that" he teases leaning his head on Eddie's shoulder.

He liked hanging out with Eddie. He didn't feel like he had to put up such a macho front like he did with the other jocks. He didn't have to put up with the slaps on the back or bum, Eddie was more of a hugger, clingy in a way but not overwhelming. He respected (Y/N)'s boundaries and always seems to know when he needs some quiet company. All in all the jock and the freak were an unlikely duo, but they made it work.

Admittedly (Y/N) knew it was a jerk move to ask Eddie to hang out after school, but he couldn't get over the idea of Eddie not getting along with his friends. It's a selfish thought, but he wants them all to hang out together. To prove Steve and Billy had changed for the better.

So a quick phone call and the promise of beers has Eddie agreeing to swing by after he gets changed, again. (Y/N) had caught the metalhead right after he'd gotten into his PJs for a lazy day.

"That's a yes from Eddie" the jock smiles as he hangs up the phone, turning to face the guests leaning against the kitchen counter talking quietly. Billy grunts his acknowledgement, pulling a face "I still need to feed" he points out, eyeing the expanse of (Y/N)'s neck "should probably get that over with before he gets here."

He doesn't need to say much more than that, his friend is already tugging off his shirt and setting it aside on the counter. "Take what you need" (Y/N) coaxes moving towards the blonde, tilting his head to the side to show off the smooth skin of his neck. Billy's hands find purchase on the teens waist as he leans in to trail his lips along his throat.

He knows it's just Billy's instincts. His mind reminds him of it every time the vampire feeds, but it's easy for his heart to want more. Easy to imagine what his lips might feel like against his own. Sometimes he wonders what Billy would say if he knew what went through his mind and he cringes. Unfortunately even his daydreams can't conjure a positive reaction.

He'd be pissed if he found out. Disgusted at the selfish reason (Y/N) allows himself to be bitten. Men shouldn't think the way he does about his friend. Billy could get pretty heated at the best of times, (Y/N) can only imagine the heat he'd get if he was ever open with his feelings. No doubt he'd lose his shit at hearing he'd been hanging around a fag this whole time.

Hands rub against his skin, running from his elbows to his shoulders in a soothing repetitive pattern. (Y/N) leans back against Steve's chest, accepting the comfort he offers them.

Steve is more than happy to take (Y/N) into his arms, smoothing his hands across the teens skin. "You're good" he mumbles, resisting the urge to bury his nose in their hair. It feels silly to admit that he's quite jealous of the situation (Y/N) is in. He had hated the idea of being bitten when he first found out about Billy's true nature, but ever since he'd let Billy drink from him it's all the jock can think about. Maybe he could suggest the vampire feed on him next time.

Billy's eyes flick up to meet his own, peeking up at him through long lashes. The vampire has his face tucked into (Y/N)'s shoulder as he drinks, despite those dark eyes being focused on him. So different to the blue eyes he had so often associated with the blonde. Come to think of it, both Billy and (Y/N) had been on his mind a lot lately. Their smiles, their laughs, they took up constant residency in his mind. Had he always thought about them this much? Maybe he had always had (Y/N) on his mind, but Billy hargrove? That was admittedly a little surprising. They had started off as rivals afterall. Yet here he is, mind still hooked on the vampire.

Steve's hand traces up (Y/N)'s bicep, eyes still caught on those icy blue ones. His hand continues up, hesitantly threading through Billy's golden curls. The vampire hums against (Y/N)'s skin, his eyes slipping closed as Steve pets his hair. Nails lightly tracing over his scalp, he hadn't expected Billy to allow him this.

A repetitive knocking has the three of them jumping, jolting from each other's embrace. "Shit that'll be Eddie" (Y/N) guesses. "It's okay. I'll keep him occupied and you..." Steve says pointing to Billy "clean up."

He leaves the room to stall for time. Billy didn't get nearly enough blood, they all know it. But he can't worry about that now.

Eddie is confused to find Steve Harrington opening the door for him, the jock plasters and easy going grin on his face despite looking so flustered. "Hey Eddie" he exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans on the doorway. Eddie jerks his head up in a nod "Steve." The air is awkward as Steve leads the metalhead into the living room, not long after (Y/N) and Billy hargrove make their way into the room with a beer for each of them.

(Y/N) taps his nails on the tin of the can as they sit opposite Eddie "sorry, I forgot to mention Steve and Billy were coming over" he apologises but Eddie simply waves him off. However it's clear that the metalhead is clearly more withdrawn than his usual self.

A few beers in and he begins to warm up to the group a little bit, though (Y/N) knows he's holding back still. Being weird at school in front of a crowd around his friends is one thing but being weird at a small personal gathering and knowing only one person there is a whole other situation.

Billy isn't fairing much better. The blond taps his foot repetitively as the group sit and talk. They know Billy didn't get nearly enough blood to sate him. He can still taste the sweet tang of (Y/N)'s blood on his tongue which only serves to invigorate his thirst.

(Y/N) offers to get new beers for everyone as he heads into the kitchen to throw away his can. The beverage hisses as he cracks the tab, basking in the refreshingly cool liquid as he takes a sip. The tense atmosphere in the living room feels suffocating. Maybe it had been a bad idea to try and merge his friend groups.

"What's on your mind?" (Y/N) chokes on his, jerking the can from his lips as he's startled. "Ah shit!" He curses, holding his free hand to his mouth as he turns to face Billy. "Dude, I thought we talked about this? Don't sneak up on me like that" (Y/N) hisses with no real heat behind their words.

Billy ignores his complaint, stepping closer to the jock. They still as he gently grips their chin, scrutinising their face with a concerned gaze. His cheeks feel warm under Billy's gaze, a thumb lifts to prod his lower lip. Ice blue eyes have him pinned in place, unable to look away. Any words the man might have stick in his throat as the blond leans towards him.

(Y/N) is sure he must be dreaming when cool lips capture his own. It doesn't make sense for the jock to kiss him. Billy makes his attraction to women known with every other breath, he wouldn't kiss another boy.

(Y/N) hisses as his lip stings under Billy's tongue. A cut, he'd cut his lip on the can. Billy wasn't interested in kissing him, he wanted the blood coating his lips. The realisation has his chest squeezing painfully. Just another instinct tied to Billy's vampirism.

A large warm hand cups his cheek, the thumb brushing his ear softly. Billy kisses the human deeply, groaning at the sweet taste of blood on his tongue. He wants more of it, needs more. He wants to drain (Y/N) of every precious drop, like a man dying of thirst.

(Y/N) is stiff against him, his lips remain frozen against him. It'd be disappointing if not for the sweet distraction he's chasing. A gasp from the kitchen doorway has Billy's head snapping up to find Eddie standing, mouth agape as he stares at the two men. He wants to growl at him to leave, let him go back to drinking in (Y/N). But hands on his chest force him to take a few steps back, breaking his mindset.

"It's not what it looks like" (Y/N) claims, voice climbing in pitch. "It's cool, I'm chill with it" Eddie attempts to reassure them with his hands held up. The jock groans, frustrated "no, you don't understand. I cut my lip and well he's" (Y/N) cuts himself off, shooting a truly pitiful look towards Billy. He's trying not to expose him and that's sweet but... "I'm a vampire." Billy could care less about his cover being blown right now, he's been interrupted whilst feeding twice now and it's really starting to irk him.

Eddie pauses to blink at them before he laughs "dude relax, I'm not against it. You don't have to make up weird ass excuses" he shrugs, still smiling. "You don't believe them?" Billy speaks up from their side to which Eddie shoots Billy a deadpan look "no, I don't" Eddie says rolling his eyes as if it's the most ridiculous excuse he'd ever heard.

And yeah, maybe it would be a stupidly weird excuse... if they had been regular teens. But Billy's never been a regular teen...

Billy moves too quickly for either student to react. He shoves the metalhead against the wall, hands fisted in his shirt, fangs bared in the teens face. "JESUS H CHRIST!" Eddie exclaims, hands held up in a fearful surrender. "That good enough for you?" The vampire's snarl is dangerously soft as he speaks. (Y/N) can only watch on, frozen in place as the vampire holds his friend up against the wall, Eddie's hands scramble aimlessly behind himself on the wall.

"Or maybe this?" Eddie scrunches his eyes closed, trying to push himself further back into the wall as Billy leans in to lick a slow purposeful line up the front of his throat. "Fuck, man! Please, I'm sorry!" He whimpers in the vampire's grip.

Eddie smell so good, so fucking good. He presses his nose to the skin, breathing in the sweet aroma of blood pumping just beneath the skin. He draws his lips against the throat, opening his mouth to graze his teeth along the surface. He feels intoxicated.

Finally (Y/N) manages to shake himself from his stupor, quickly moving to put himself between the metalhead and the vampire. He flattens a palm against Billy's broad chest, keeping him at a safe distance. "Billy" (Y/N) warns softly "you don't want to hurt him" he keeps his tone even, but that look on Billy's face keeps casting the poor teen back to their first encounter.

A feral look shining in those pretty blue eyes, pinning the two humans to the spot. Billy had terrified him back then, but not now. Not when he knows that his friend would never hurt him.

Meanwhile Eddie clings to (Y/N)'s shoulders, eyes wide and shaking with terror. "I know you're hungry...I can help with that. But not him, you promised no randomly feeding on strangers anymore" (Y/N) speaks softly to the blonde, trying to keep his attention on them.

Billy shifts his gaze to meet Eddie's big brown bambi eyes. He looks so on edge, terrified even. Pretty. "He smells good" his voice is low and dangerous, eyes never leaving Eddie's. (Y/N) pushes on Billy's chest when he tries to move forwards on impulse, Billy's eyes flick down to the hand pressed firmly against him. Warm and solid. "I smell good?" Eddie panics, gripping the teen's shoulder tighter which has (Y/N) reaching back with his free hand to touch the man's side in what he hopes is a comforting gesture.

Luckily he's saved from having to try to talk Billy around that as Steve enters the room. "I heard shouting, what happened?" He eyes the scene and suddenly Billy is focused solely on him, icy blue slowly beginning to bleed into the red of his eyes. He'd forgotten about Steve momentarily. But now with him standing in the kitchen doorway he remembers. He's been replaying the moment he fed on the man over and over in his head every day since. He and (Y/N) were so tempting. But he was allowed to taste (Y/N), all he had to do was ask. But Harrington had been a one time thing.

"Eddie knows. Billy slipped a little, I'm trying to bring him back" (Y/N) fills him in whilst not taking his eyes off of the vampire. Steve nods, turning his attention completely to Billy. "Hey Hargrove" he greets softly. Slowly he raises his hand palm up, outstretched to the man who glances at the limb and then back to Steve's face. "You're still hungry right?" He coaxes gently.

The crimson completely overtakes his eyes again before the blue bleeds back into them slightly. "You can feed on me but we need to go to the living room first, yeah?" Billy eyes Steve's neck, licking his lips before nodding and stalking towards the human, having completely forgotten about (Y/N) and Eddie.

The two stay quiet as Billy takes Steve's hand and allows the jock to lead him out of the kitchen. Giving it a moment (Y/N) then steps away from Eddie to turn and face him. Now the hard part. He grasps Eddie's shoulder, but fails at drawing the metalhead's attention. "I get that you're scared and that was a lot, but if you just trust me I'll explain everything." Eddie turns his eyes away from the door Billy had disappeared through to look at (Y/N). "I won't let you get hurt" (Y/N) promises looking so damn determined that Eddie almost believed he could fight the vampire off bare handed if he needed to.

"Five minutes, then I'm gone" the brunette mumbles, already regretting his agreement but the smile (Y/N) gives him is too bright for him to care about the possible consequences.

Leading Eddie back into the living room, (Y/N) convinces the metalhead to sit down. Billy and Steve are on the opposite couch, the vampire is too busy nosing at Steve's to notice the two humans. He can't see Steve's face since it's hidden in the crook of Billy's jean jacket, Eddie flinches watching Billy sink his fangs into the jock's neck. The arms around his waist tighten pulling the man closer, flush against the vampire as he feeds and Eddie can't seem to look away from the disturbing scene. He subtly pinches the skin of his forearm, wincing at the pain. He's awake, this isn't a dream.

Eddie finally tears his eyes away from the scene to look at (Y/N) who sits quietly beside him, observing the scene with no shame or fear present on his features. How long had they been 'feeding' Billy?

"So how did you find out he was a...vampire?" It feels weird to acknowledge that this is reality. The question breaks (Y/N) from his staring and he turns to face Eddie. His friend seems reluctant to answer the question for a moment "by accident" he shrugs "kind of how Steve found out, caught him feeding and well that was that." The answer is vague at best and as Billy pulls away from Steve it's clear he's debating saying something, but decides better of it.

Billy wipes the small traces of blood from his lips, shifting Steve's limp form to lay back against the couch back. Eddie flinches when he stands up and (Y/N) puts his hand on the metalhead's knee, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Billy eyes the action but says nothing as heads out of the room.

He almost wants to protest when (Y/N) switches to sit beside Steve on his couch, pulling his loose body against them as he speaks softly. "This is normal," he brushes Steve's hair back. "We think Billy has some kind of...thing in his bite to relieve the pain and coax his meals to be more compliant." Eddie grimaces at his friend referring to himself as a meal.

He nearly jumps out of his seat when Billy sits down beside him, having magically appeared out of nowhere. The latter seems unbothered by his reaction, sliding a toastie across the coffee table. (Y/N) thanks him with a soft smile "you don't have to be so on edge, Eddie" he talks as he coaxes Steve to eat the food Billy had made him. "Billy won't need to feed till next week." It's an attempt at reassuring him. "We have a schedule that works for us, so I don't get too worn out." It's then that it hits him. It's not Steve and (Y/N) feeding Billy, just (Y/N). Steve is simply a one off.

Pushing the new knowledge aside he finally gets the courage to ask a question. "What did you mean by I smelt good?" He eyes the vampire cautiously. The blonde doesn't seem bothered by the look, leaning back on the couch with his arm resting over the back. Completely at ease. "Some blood just tastes better than others and you..." he shoots Eddie a grin as he looks the metalhead up and down "smell delicious." If he was trying to unnerve the human then it's working.

"Billy quit freaking him out" (Y/N) scolds, shooting him a sharp glare. "So you're not going to bite me?" Eddie asks tentatively. "No, unless you're offering?" He grins and Eddie leans further into the armrest, eyes wide and freaked out only for Billy to throw his head back and cackle at his reaction. He gets scolded by (Y/N) once more, the jock lobbing a pillow at the vampire's head for good measure.

The room settles down after that with (Y/N) managing to convince Steve into finishing most of his toastie. Billy's eyes stay glued to the duo under an almost protective gaze, that is till he feels eyes boring into the side of his own head. "Can I help you?" He asks, turning his head to face Eddie and smirking when the metalhead jumps. "Sorry, you just don't look as vampiric as I would've expected" he rushes out.

The blonde grins, making a show of running his tongue along the large fangs that hadn't been there before. "Sorry I'm not as ghoulish as you'd hoped for" to which Eddie sputters. "Billy don't taunt him, he's not used to you yet" (Y/N) cuts in and to Eddie's suprise Billy backs off. He moves over to the other two humans, taking Steve into his arms. He holds the former king bridal style as he lets (Y/N) know he'll take the teen to bed.

Billy heads upstairs, holding Steve close to his chest as he climbs them. "Should we really leave Steve alone with him?" He asks once the blonde is out of sight. "Billy isn't going to hurt him, they're friends...of sorts" (Y/N) reasures.

"How long has he been feeding on you?" Eddie asks after a moment. "About ten months ish" he explains "a couple of months, about mine I think" he shrugs sitting back with a soft smile as Eddie moves to sit beside him "any other questions?"

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