Slave room

@Ahn Jaehyun It was near one of these such rooms that Yuta finally caught the vampire that had made his interest rise, giving him reason to be excited about something for the first time in a long time - probably since he had finally come of age to receive his first bite - and he paused in his steps to try and think of what to say to the other. There was not a lot that he could say, though, to catch the attention of a vampire, especially not one that was clinging onto bags of blood like they were his own children. It annoyed him a little, to be honest, knowing that he could not compete with blood that came without any of the restrictions of a human host.
At least he could take solace in the fact that that the blood was cold and he was warm.
Waiting until the vampire came closer to him before he could say something, Yuta straightened his back, lip chewed between both sets of perfectly straight, white teeth. Still thinking on what to do or say - short of throwing himself on what looked to be a very annoyed vampire - Yuta felt his voice fail him a little when the time came. "Y-You... Have blood smeared on your lips..." His words were marbled with disgust and earnesty, not coming out how he had anticipated at all, but failing in the ultimate execution of his plan. Try as he might, he didn't know how to be obvious for an oblivious host, his cooler natures prevailing over the desire to be noticed.

@Nakamoto Yuta Jaehyun, as a vampire himself, heard many stories of the blood bank they have. Is it humans' fate eventually? Is it all even humans' blood? Are the horror story about torturing and bleeding to death are true or just to scare new humans and make them obey, Jaehyun didnt know well either. True humans are here for service and blood providing but, "providing" it that way make Jaehyun cringe. He wouldnt reach that level of thinking of humans. They still have their own respect in his eyes.

on a blood bag straight away because he couldnt wait more, Jaehyun took few more in his hands. He threw the empty blood bag in the trash pin and hugged the blood bags almost too dearly into his chest as they were many, scolding himself mentally for not brining a bag or something to carry them with. He headed back again to his room to continue his day there, walking lazily slow and gently while thinking of what to do for the rest of the day.

@Ahn Jaehyun It took the better part of his otherwise lazy afternoon to criss-cross his path through the mansion in such a way that he would have caught sight of the vampire if he was on any of the lower floors at any point, so it greatly miffed him to not have seen the vampire anywhere. Slowly, he began to ascend to the rooms that were meant for vampires and well-trusted slaves alone - something that might raise brows for Yuta even though he was born and raised here - to continue his search. He knew that here there were blood banks of sorts tucked away, rooms where slaves would be bled dry if they could not get past the biting. This was something that he never understood. As a slave, it was their duty and their pride to be bitten and used, and the ones who couldn't see that didn't deserve the honor. Regardless, the slave carried on with his investigation, wondering where on earth the vampire that had caught his eyes had gone off too,

@Nakamoto Yuta Had not slept well, Jaehyun was in just another bad mood day. He wouldnt usually leave his room at such a day and all he needed was at his room. Food is there, water is there, some books and DVDs and blood of course. He would take few blood bags and store them in his room for such days and when only he is too lazy to get up and get him blood or bite someone, especially that most of human make it difficult as they are too terrified for his liking. Going up to where he stored the blood, Jaehyun grumbled out loud and exhaled sharply as he saw no bags left, adding to his bad mood more and more. "Just great." He mumbled as he ruffled his hair, carelessly dropping crimson red rope over his pale skin, tightening around his body and going out his room. He went straight to the main room made for blood storage, not in mood to find someone to fresh blood out of him. He might as well kill the human with the amount of blood he needs at that moment, so better play it safe and take a blood bag.

@Ahn Jaehyun Teeth tearing into his lower lip in anticipation, Yuta's deep chestnut eyes flitted up and down the hall, eagerly awaiting the sight of the vampire that he had glimpsed the other day. He wasn't normally like this, so hungry for someone to pay attention to him, but he couldn't explain it. Just the idea of the other alone was sending chills down his spine; the way he carried himself, the way the dim lighting illuminated his cheekbones, the intensity of his stare. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to be bitten or if he wanted to do the biting, but none of it mattered as he slowly searched the slave's quarters, wanting to make sure he started from the bottom of the house and worked his way up in search of this vampire whose name he didn't even know, ignoring all others that he happened to pass along the way.

@Kang Hyunggu The boy meets his advisories like some forbidden tango, working plush lips instead of fevered hips but it's got Christian just as riled up.

With flex of the crook of his elbow, his palm burrows deeper against the other's termer Adam's apple until Hyunggu's all but melded flush against the headboard. But even then, he refuses to allow him to get away--- chasing after the yawning distance until the fringe upon their foreheads ghost as intimately as his nails against the boy's lightened pulse.

"You know, you'd almost be something worth lookin at if it weren't for that mouth of yours. Clearly being daddy's little has gotten you nowhere but spoiled."

This is a dangerous sort of game but he toes the line without hesitation, knowing how much he could catch just for "sullying" a vampiric plaything. But at this point, Christian is beyond care. Without resolve, he's been stripped of his power, his shame in shambles at his ankles after that impromptu feasting--- so he needed this. Call it a "reliever" or even a "reinstatement", it makes no difference to him anymore the moment his lips carve a path across the younger male's.

"Even a snare of thorns can't rob a rose of its sweetness."

@Christian Yu Hyunggu heard the growl clearly but it\s nothing that scares him away because some vampires also used this trick to make him listen which doesn't always work. In the end, he gets what he wanted and angering the other is sometimes making things more interesting. The human simply likes testing the limits a bit, knowing where to stop. The male in the room was a human though and the younger doesn't like the ay he is being referred to.
“Who are you calling a kid, hm? I don't think that it can be me, old man.” he fights back without respect, an amused glint in his eyes. Oh how interesting it is to see the other force himself to get up again despite the pain that he probably deserves while he's sitting on his bed comfortably, no scratch or bruise visible except for a few bite marks on his neck that he got from letting a vampire feed from him.
What Hyunggu didn't see coming was the older walking over to him and grabbing his neck, making him gasp in shock, eyes slightly widened. “Oh you want me to repeat it, face?” It is a risky move but the shorter human doesn't like losing a verbal fight for being called a kid, no matter how strong his opponent is. “What part do you want me to repeat? Looking like ? Not being like me? Tell me~”

@Kang Hyunggu Sleep indulges the recesses of his mind and Christian finds himself loathingly adamant to succumbing to its allure. But the sudden bout of laughter prods against him, a bayonet that jolts him rightfully awake and steers a steeled gaze toward its source. Hyunggu. He's seen the kid around, never really had much of an impression beyond the usual "fellow sardined human meat sac" persona he dons upon every other occupant here. But clearly that wasn't the case. The kid loves this, that much is apparent, but it's WHY he does that niggles beneathe the elder's flesh and finds its homage in his piqued irritation.

"The did you just say, kid?" He growls out against the sheets as he ascends, pulling himself up with only the slightest wince.

He can barely recognize himself, can't bring himself to take ownership of the grating voice that rolls as thunder against the quiescent little room. But at this point, he's finished. After the vampires had their way with him, he's all but certain he'll never again allow himself to be trodded upon. Especially not by the likes of a damned human...

He's across the room in only a handful of strides and the pain in his body wreaks an agonizing rebuttal, but he's either a touch too masochistic or sadistic to regard it this time. Stooping just before the smaller male's physique, he balances himself with one hand pressed into the bed frame--- the other wrenching a tight grip against Hyunggu's admittedly slender, docile neck.

"Repeat that for the rest of the class?"

@Christian Yu Hyunggu never liked being alone and being ignored, so he always tries to get attention in any way possible but nothing seems to work today and the only option is to go to sleep and hope that people won't be that stupid tomorrow. The loud thud though has him sitting up on his bed instantly and his eyes look around to find the reason for the sound, spotting the usually strong and fierce human who looks different. All those blood stains and wounds make him look pathetic and weak, something that's completely new to the younger who sees his chance to brag.
“Look who wasn't that lucky today. Did you piss them off soooo badly or did you ask for this treatment? I have to admit that you are a handsome guy but right now, you look like .” Loud laughter follows and Hyunggu even falls onto his back, arms wrapped around his own middle. “Oh well, not everyone can be like me and be treated like a precious treasure, right? It would be too much of a pity to bruise my skin too much.. who would they be able to stare at if I looked like you?”

@Kang Hyunggu [ PRETENDSSSSSS LIKE CHRIS ROOMS HERE TOO lmao ]

It takes more effort than he'd care to admit to bite back a groan.

Through his teeth, his resolve chips away in fragments pinched between knitted brows. Vermilion patches adorn his Adonisian frame like the mockery that they were endowed with. Blood crusts in rivulets down the side of his neck and pools just above the framework of his collarbones. They got him good this time, he has to admit. In all essence, it was his fault for lacing out that "coy" front when it was clear the vamps were growing restless. He'd always loved towing the line to his boundaries--- clearly they intended to remind him just where he stood.

It's only once he's in the room, the door shutting with a respouding thud, that he nearly collapses--- dragging himself to his cot on the damned furthest corner of the room. The swelling beneathe his right eye pulsates against the lighting, so he's quick to squeeze them both shut to riddle himself away from any means of consciousness.

Tastelessly unaware of the other presence within the confines of the room.

@Park Jimin Never EVER ask me if I'm sure because I always am. Remember those words. *follows you after shaking my head*

@Kang Hyunggu Are you sure about that? /arches a brow but says nothing further, wandering out of the room and gesturin for you to follow

@Park Jimin Hey! Never use the word pity when you are talking about me, I don't need it. I'll come with you and show you that I don't.

@Kang Hyunggu Nah, just took pity on ya since you look so lonely. But hey, I'm good with having my own adventure.

@Park Jimin You said that I'm not invited if I remember correctly and I'm always right. Or could it be that someone changed his mind and is in desperate need of a great person? *smirks at you*

@Kang Hyunggu Because, the more we carry, the more we have to make something big and just ... Just ... Enjoy the pillow fort. It'll be great. C'mon, /Sits up slowly and fixes my clothes

@Park Jimin *glances at our roommate* You want me to stay with the almost mute guy? You've got to be kidding me... I can come with you but I won't carry anything. Why would I?

@Kang Hyunggu Suit yourseeelf, I'll have fun while you go and .. Be bored with our .. Silent roommate. /Offers another grin before cuddling up to the mass of pillows

@Park Jimin And who said that you are allowed to do that? *raises an eyebrow* who would even want to help you if it's for something childish? Definitely not me.

@Kang Hyunggu I'll use some chairs from the dining room table, and pin the blankets to the wall, and prop some blankets up. I'm sure I can find the pillows -- ..... If i have the help that is ...... /Wiggles brows towards you,

@Kim Jaeduck His sigh is soft, effervescent exhaustion upon his lips as he trudges into the room once more. A long day, one that drained him of all feeling, one that made him want to curl up. His mind was hazy, an unsure gaze falling upon the dim light room - blackout curtains doing the job of keeping it all out. Not even he likes the sun when he's trying to sleep. His socks shift along the floor as he trudges over to a bunk, laying down - not even noticing that there was someone else ... and he was curling up by them...

@Park Jimin You won't gather enough pillows anyway and no one wants to be invited when someone as awesome as me is not allowed. *raises my head, looking down at you*

@Kang Hyunggu I can, and I will, and I'm gonna make a pillow fort and you're not gonna be invited! /Cackles, hiding all of the pillows under the blankets

@Park Jimin You.. you shouldn't have acted like that in the first place!! *watches you grabbing all the pillows, too shocked to stop you* Y-You can't do this!

@Kang Hyunggu Welllll, you shouldn't have thrown it in the first place!! /Lets out a cackle before getting up, taking all the pillows on my bed and shoving them under my body.

hah

@Park Jimin That wasn't why I threw it at you though! *stops to direct a glare at you before grabbing a book and returning to your bed* Give it back or I'll hit you with this.

@Kang Hyunggu You threw it at me, you practically gave it to me. /Raises a brow and rolls back over, pillow held tight to my chest as I watch you wander around.

@Park Jimin *stops hitting you when you say 'massage' and walks around, trying to find something heavy to hit you with* just wait and see.. you will regret saying this and stealing my pillow..

@Kang Hyunggu /Pushes at your hand, merely chuckling at the way the tiny hits feel upon my back,/ Feels good - best massage ever

@Park Jimin I said it's mine, give it back! *hits your back a few times as you curl away and make it more difficult to get the pillow back*