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Hi Mittens!! Congrats on 500! For your follower event, could I order a strawberry chunks milkshake (vampire Kirin x vamp hunter Law) with gummy candy and whipped cream? <3 Plus a red bean mochi and Motor Oil for Law, and a White Russian and Black Jack for Kirin please! ^^

Order up! (I remembered last minute that you prefer they/he pronouns for Law and tried to edit it properly but I might have missed a few spots, sorry about that) Anyway, hope it's to your liking!

Warnings: Vampires, referenced death/murder, blood drinking, creampie, restraints, and rapidly developing yandere emotions!

This fic is part of "Shake Date", which runs through my ask box until 9/19/23!

Word Count: 2,803

The hunt had been going on for weeks. Leading across the country side for miles as Law pursued his prey relentlessly, only barely managing to catch a flash of silver hair in the moonlight before it vanished into the shadows. He was experienced in this matter, well versed in typical behaviors for this powerful enemy. But this one was unusual.

Tall with bewitching gold eyes and silver-white hair past his shoulders, this monster charmed his way through countless villages. Instead of leaving bodies in his wake, drained of blood, he reveled and mingled with humanity as though he belonged. As far as Law could tell, he drank mixed wine with blood from humans he charmed into ‘donating’. It was… disturbing.

It made him harder to track. Many other hunters had thought it was a false lead or that the trail had gone cold simply because no one died along the way. But Law knew better. There was no way this way of life could be sustained. There was no way someone so monstrous could keep charming superstitious villagers. And when that false air of goodwill finally burst, Law knew it would be a blood bath.

So, Kirin had to die. Whatever was left of the man before the transformation—a lovely, charismatic man by all appearances—would finally be put to rest. It was, truthfully, the least he could do for this stranger long gone. It was the least anyone could do.

Which was why they were riding along a dirt road through a deep, winding forest. A storm brewing overhead as rain trickled between the thick branches. Thunder rolling through the sky as Law urged his steed to go faster. Hopeful that shelter would be nearby. Kirin didn’t seem to favor sleeping outside—particularly given the weakness to sunlight most vampires possessed—so there simply had to be a town close. But the path was nearly consumed by plant life. Tracks where wheels had worn the way almost completely taken over.

Civilization was nearby, perhaps, but certainly not well traveled to.

A sudden flash of lighting and an explosive boom overhead spooked his horse, the poor creature rearing back with a startled whine as a burning branch fell through the canopy before him. Law, just as startled, fell to the muddy ground as the horse barreled through the trees without him. Cold and wet, Law hissed, sitting up with growing irritation.

Now they were alone in near total darkness. The lights on his horse’s saddle long gone. The wind howled, leaves swaying with an eerie rattle.

Suddenly, just before another flash of lighting overhead, Law spotted a warm glow of light between the trees. The thunder rolling as they noticed a much more obscured path just off the road they had been travelling. Going in the direction of that light they had glimpsed before.

Stumbling and a bit bruised, Law followed the trail. Tripping over bushes that grew over the path and branches littering the forest floor. Soaked and quite exhausted, Law sighed in relief when they finally broke through the tree line to find a small clearing. A neglected log cabin in the center with a lantern in the window. Wincing as the rain began to fall harder now that they were clear of even the relative cover the woods provided, Law made a break for the porch. Wood groaning under his steps as they knocked on the door.

“Hello? Is anyone home? I lost my horse, she bolted and left me stranded out here—can I come in?” Law asked over the thunder. Steps echoed just over the pelting rain.

The door opened and a kind voice wrapped around his chest.

“Of course! It’s quite a bad storm out there! Come in, you’re soaked to the bone!” Warm, gentle hands pulled him inside, tugging off his cloak and outerwear. Law fumbled, eager to leave the cold fabric behind as they kicked off his boots to not track mud inside. Still damp, they didn’t fight as they were pulled to the roaring fireplace, a blanket thrown over his shoulders.

Law sighed, relaxing as the heat soaked into his skin.

“Thank you. I didn’t expect the storm to break so fiercely.” Law mumbled, rubbing his hands together to get back his sense of touch.

“Not a problem, sir! I suspect the storm will stay for quite a while though, so I hope you don’t mind the company.” Law huffed, looking up and freezing. His blood running cold. “Ah. I thought I was being followed—that’s rather dangerous you know. What if you lost me completely in a place like this? Why, you’d probably still be out there in the cold!”

It was Kirin. And he was more beautiful than Law had been told, somehow. A kind smile that brightened his gold eyes in the firelight, silver hair pulled back from his face. Chest exposed with an open white shirt a sharp contrast to the tight leather pants that only accentuated his body further. As a human, Kirin must have been breathtaking for the supernatural transformation to result in this. Suddenly, the ease at which Kirin was able to travel the land made so much sense.

Vampires were already alluring. Their voice and body a perfect cover for their monstrous appetite.

Kirin could probably drain an entire city dry and they’d thank him for it.

Despite himself, Law suspected they would too—particularly with only a dagger to defend himself. His other tools on his horse.

“Oh, don’t give me that look! We’re stuck here for now—I’m not going to eat you!” Kirin hissed, grabbing Law’s fist and stopping the dagger mere inches from his chest. “Rude!” Kirin plucked the knife and walked to the door, tossing it into the impenetrable sheet of rain with a huff before closing the door.

Law froze, now utterly disarmed. They could hardly strangle Kirin to death, fairly confident vampires didn’t need to breath. But Kirin merely sat down next to him, leaving a fair amount of space between them.

“And when you get hungry?” Law asked with a distrusting sneer. “Should I not expect to awaken tomorrow?” Kirin rolled his eyes.

“I’ve got enough blood for three days. Five if I stretch it. I doubt the storm will last a while week and even if it does, I can just leave. I just don’t like getting my pants wet. It’s embarrassing.” Kirin grimaced, swiping a wet thumb over the fabric to produce a sharp squeak. “Imagine hearing that in the middle of town? Ugh, I’d have to leave immediately.”

Law snorted, unable to help himself. Most vampires were cruel and hungry. Constantly talking about draining him dry as he killed them. Eager to bleed out anyone who gets too close. Feral and monstrous, they deserved everything they got.

But Kirin… he was remarkably human.

It was, as Law first suspected, deeply unsettling.

Regardless of his feelings on the matter though, the rest of the night was tense but awkward. Neither sure of what to say.

Law was here to kill him and Kirin just didn’t want his pants to squeak. What else was there to say?

The next morning though, upon finding the rain just as unrelenting as the night before, Law had plenty of remarks.

“You’re fucking kidding me!” Law hissed, peaking through the shudders. They couldn’t even see the trees, the rain was falling so damn hard. Kirin propped his chin on Law’s shoulder and huffed.

“Well, looks like we’re still stuck here then.” Kirin quickly backed out of Law’s space to avoid the sharp elbow. “So… know any card games?” Law looked at him incredulously.

“I am not playing card games with you—I’m here to kill you!”

Kirin shrugged with an amused grin.

“Well… you could kill me in a game of cards?” Kirin offered, pulling a pack from a worn leather bag. “Play you for some jerky?”

Law paused.

“Why the hell do you have food?”

“Hey, it tastes good! Not satisfying given my, uhm… condition, but the flavor is great! Deer, ya know?” Kirin smiled and Law felt his heart stutter, utterly mortified to know that Kirin definitely heard it. “I helped clear out a chimney in the last village and they gave me some. It’s not a lot but you won’t go hungry for a while.”

Law felt his stomach clench and protest.

“…gimme that!” Law hissed, swiping the package from Kirin’s suspiciously relaxed grasp. “What kind of vampire cleans chimneys?!”

“The kind that appreciates fire safety!” Kirin chimed with a distinctly shit-eating grin.

Despite Law’s best attempts, they found Kirin’s company pleasant. Even if he was a damn cheat at cards. Constantly claiming whatever bullshit he was pulling was actually in the original rules and totally not his fault that Law somehow never heard of them. Lying through his fangs the entire time and utterly shameless about it.

The next day was just the same, the pile of logs almost gone. While not deathly cold out, Law didn’t look forward to being without a proper fire. The jerky was also nearly gone. His horse found him though, choosing to rest on the porch out of the rain despite the ominous groaning of wood. So that meant they had his food and water supplies again.

As well as his weapons.

But, for the first time in his career, Law hesitated. They knew it was a trick—had to be a trick—but… Kirin was different. He wasn’t just enchanting to look at, his presence was relaxing in a way Law had never experienced before. Intoxicating to be around.

Kirin opened a wine bag and took a deep drink, huffing in satisfaction despite the blood likely being cold and stale now.

“What?” He asked, looking at Law with curious, wide eyes.

“Aren’t you hungry for something fresh? That can’t be pleasant to drink now.” Law asked without thinking. Kirin smiled, flashing his sharp fangs.

“Why? Are you offering?” Kirin asked, tilting his head to the side.

“I’d like to live, thanks.” Law sneered and Kirin chuckled.

“I haven’t killed anyone yet! Besides, I wouldn’t take for nothing!” Kirin chimed.

“What? Going to clean my chimney for blood?” Law scoffed, freezing when Kirin smiled sweetly, leaning against the fireplace.

“I certainly wouldn’t mind cleaning your chimney~” Kirin laughed.

“Is that how you’ve made it this far? Sleeping with every hunter you come across?” Law demanded, feeling irrationally angry at the thought. The idea that this was all a game to Kirin.

“Only the pretty ones.” Kirin purred, stalking forward to stroke his hand over Law’s exposed neck. “All on your terms, of course. I can’t blame you for not trusting me given your job.”

“I don’t fuck prey.” Law hissed, grabbing a fistful of Kirin’s shirt to pull him closer. “And I don’t share.”

Law doesn’t know what possessed him to say that. They were a vampire hunter and Kirin, no matter how pretty and alluring, was a vampire.

Kirin seemed to have no such reservations though.

“I’d look cute on a leash, don’t you think so?” Kirin cooed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Law’s lips. Trailing down to his jaw and licking across his throat. Law moaned, knees shuddering as they instinctively rolled his head back. Kirin pressed a hot, open kiss to Law’s neck, sucking and teasing the edge of his fangs across Law’s skin. “I like that cute sound you made just now. Is this a perk of being yours? I can live with that, I bet you taste just as good~” Kirin purred, nuzzling Law’s shoulder as he lightly tugged away at his clothes.

Law stumbled back, tossing his shirt away as Kirin pressed more dangerously hot kisses to his chest and shoulders. Leaving a trail of hickeys as he went.

When Kirin returned to his throat, he bit down teasingly light, not breaking skin as Law shuddered against the wall. Kirin chuckled, licking up to Law’s ear to whisper.

“I’m getting bored of cards. I’d rather fold you~” Law moaned, the noise shocking him as they jerked back to awareness. His cock achingly hard against his pants.

Hissing, Law reached up and gripped Kirin’s hair, pulling him away from Law’s neck.

“You have to earn that.” Law grit his teeth as Kirin beamed, excited at the prospect.

“What do I have to do, I promise I’ll be so good for you~” Kirin purred, batting his lashes at Law as he started to sink to his knees.

“Strip.” Law commanded, shoving Kirin away as they stomped to the door, not bothering to check if Kirin had listened. The sound of fabric falling to the floor enough for him.

Law’s horse looked up as they kneeled, stroking his stead’s mane and muzzle before retrieving something from his bags. Retrieving a soft apple, Law gave it to his patient horse before heading back inside the cabin.

Kirin stood there, completely bare. Law’s heart stuttering in his chest at the immaculate, sculpted beauty before him.

They grinned, lifting up a pair of iron shackles. Pleased when Kirin’s eyes lit up rather than balking. Law tipped his head to the bed in the far corner where they’d been sleeping the past two nights. A wooden frame perfect for the shackles.

Eagerly, Kirin bounded across the room and laid down, playfully gripping the bedframe. Law stalked after him, swinging his leg over Kirin’s tapered waist to wrap the chain around the frame, locking Kirin in place with a metallic click. The bed was old enough Kirin probably didn’t need his full strength to break it, but the image of such a beautiful monster under his total control made him throb.

Sliding down the length of Kirin’s body, Law spread Kirin’s thighs and kissed his lower belly. Surprisingly, rather than a thick cock, Kirin had a cute pussy. Pretty and wet despite doing nothing but marking Law’s chest and neck. Law leaned forward and sucked on the pert clit, rolling it with his tongue and between his teeth. Cream gushed over Law’s chin as Kirin moaned. The rattle of chains echoing in the space.

“L-Laaahn~” Kirin whined, thighs draping over Law’s shoulders as they ran his tongue over Kirin’s pussy. He only dripped onto the mattress more, the taste flooding Law’s mouth with a thick, sweet tang. Fumbling, Law shoved his pants down to free his aching cock.

“Don’t forget your place.” Law reminded him darkly, rising up over Kirin with his thighs still draped over his shoulders. Bending him nearly in half as they slipped his cock over Kirin’s soaked pussy. Grinding against his clit as the thick cream soaked Law’s balls. “Mine.”

Law slammed into Kirin, relishing the sharp gasp as his pussy struggled to take Law’s thick cock. Quivering and sucking him in deeper.

“Law! Oo-ooh fuck, yes! Law! Yours—yo-oors~ yes~!” Kirin chanted as Law dragged his cock free with difficulty, Kirin’s body trying to keep him.

“Are you sure you’re not a succubus? Pussy this good—nngh~!—must ache to be fucked!” Law hissed, tossing his pants as his body grew hot. Cream soaking his thighs with every wet thrust. “Maybe you just didn’t get enough dick instead of blood?” Law taunted, watching as Kirin threw his head back with a loud moan, fangs clear as day.

“A-Ah! Mmmn~ I-I wa-aahnt it! Your cock! M-Maybe I-I am, let—let me have it! I need it~!” Kirin screamed as Law bullied his cock deeper, ignoring the heavy thud and rattle of chains as the bed slammed into the wall with every fast thrust. “I-I’ll be soooo good for you, just let me have your cum~!”

“I’ve never had a killed a slutty vampire, such a waste of a pretty face~” Law cooed, leaning in close to slide his tongue over Kirin’s fangs. Nicking himself before pulling back, still furiously fucking Kirin into the mattress as he moaned. “What do you want more? Blood or cum?” Law asked breathlessly.

Lapping at Kirin’s lips with his bleeding tongue, watching Kirin instinctively suck the wounded appendage.

“You! You~! O-Ohhh~ fuck, I need you!” Kirin whined around Law’s tongue.

“You want to be my pet, then? My pretty little vampire to fuck?” Law panted, cock throbbing as they struggled to not cum.

“Yes! Fuck, Law—y-yess~!” Kirin jerked his head up, kissing Law’s jaw with a wet, desperate tongue.

“Then take it. Drink up you---ffffuck~!” Law moaned, lifting Kirin’s head to his neck. Kirin instantly sank his fangs in, the burn turning from pain to pleasure as they slammed into Kirin, cumming instantly. Grinding his cock into Kirin’s quivering walls as they spilled his seed, mixed cum squirting onto their thighs. “My pretty pet.”

Law kissed Kirin’s hair, stroking his neck as they rocked him into the mattress.

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