"I... I want to be your lover." Lucas boldly said, but it sounded like he was begging for it. "Please allow me to be your lover."
Devon stared at Lucas with a certain look of amusement. He wanted to be his lover, and yet he was prepared to run if the one he was getting himself involved with was dangerous?
It was almost comical.
What an extremely cautious lad he was.
It was as if he knew that Devon was an existence that was beyond dangerous.
'Now, now, I can't have you running for me right at the start.' Devon thought. 'I guess I'll have to pamper you and watch you closely till you're ripe for plucking. I'm sure you'll be absolutely delicious even then,' he licked his lips and Lucas flinched.
What was that just now? He licked his lips, why? And his gaze... It was not on his face but rather... His neck?
Did he have a neck fetish or something?
"You said as long as you don't see the train, you will keep walking on the rail, right?" Devon reminded him.
"Y-yes. I did say that." Lucas answered. He did say that but now, hearing Devon say that, it felt awkward, so he blushed.
"Then, even though the situation seems dangerous, as long as you're sure you won't get hit by it or your life isn't in danger, you'll keep going. Is that it?" Devon asked, just to be sure and then he started leaning closer.
"If you put it that way, I... I guess yes." Lucas said. "If you're a dangerous man, so long you don't bring danger to me, I don't see why I have to run."
Hearing that, Devon's lips curled up.
"That's so timid of you, Lucas." Devon said which got Lucas confused.
"Huh? Timid? What did I...?"
Before he realized it, Devon had kissed him. This was their second kiss. And unlike the first one, this one felt even deeper and made his chest burn.
Devon smirked and licked his lips, nibbling on the power as he watched Lucas turn as red as a tomato.
"Then I guess we can do this just fine, right?" He asked and Lucas, who was still trying to process how they got to this point so fast, nodded.
He was delusional because of the kiss and the close contact.
"Y-y-yes, it's fine." He answered but then managed to look away. "Then, does this mean we... We're lovers now?" He asked, his heart racing hard.
"Ouch, you hurt me, Lucas." Devon exclaimed, placing his hand on his chest and Lucas immediately turned his head back to him, worriedly wondering how he had hurt him.
"H-huh? How come?"
"I did that to you just now and you still don't understand my response?" Devon asked with one eye closed and an open eye peeking at him.
"Huh? You did wh..?" Lucas paused as he remembered the kiss just now.
Ah, so that was his response. But they kissed in the shop before, and he never said that was a response, but this one was?
What did they matter? What mattered was that Devon had accepted him as his lover.
Devon chuckled at his antics and kissed him again, this time getting up and pulling Lucas up with him.
"Your lips are quite spicy." Devon said, wanting to set the mood but then Lucas shied away and said,
"T-thats because of the dish."
Yeah, the dish was a bit spicy but nothing they couldn't handle.
"Maybe I should try eating from your lips the next time." Devon said and did not give Lucas time to react as he attacked his lips once more.
He kissed him passionately and impatiently as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
He could hear Lucas's muffled moans under his lips, and then he released his lips, giving him time to breathe as he nibbled on his ear.
Lucas felt sensitive all over. And then he felt Devon trace kisses down till he got to his neck.
But as soon as Devon got to his neck, he had this uncomfortable urge to dig his fangs in but he couldn't be hasty. It was an urge that got him losing his mind so he knew that this situation had become dangerous.
He simply planted a soft kiss, closed his eyes, and made sure they returned to normal before raising his head and smiling at Lucas.
"This was fun." He said.
Lucas thought they were moving on to the next step, whatever it was. He had no idea since he was still a novice in these sorts of things but he was not completely oblivious about sex.
Usually, after the kissing and making out, they'd have sex but it didn't seem like that would be the case this time.
Lucas found himself curious as to how he would react further to Devon's sexual approach.
'At least with this, I can ease my heart that he didn't accept just to sleep with me.' He thought, his cheeks flushing.
(Yes, he doesn't want to sleep with you but your blood. He's with you for your freaking blood)
"I'll drive you home." Devon said. "Let me wear my clothes first."
Devon had a simple plan, and that was to get Lucas to drop his guard and completely trust him till he could finally dig his fangs into his neck without worrying about anything.
Even if he ended up scaring Lucas, the satisfaction at the end of the meal would fix everything.
But along the line, his thoughts about getting his blood began to dwindle. It was as if he had been charmed and his niceness towards Lucas was no longer an act.
Lucas became someone who Devon looked forward to seeing every day and looked forward to kissing.
Of course, he would still want a taste of his blood but more than that, he loved the reactions Lucas made when he was happy.
'I am starting to think otherwise.' Devon thought as he manned the counter one day, staring at Lucas who was cleaning the tables. 'I feel like I don't want him for just his blood anymore. But how can I have such a quick change of heart?'
It didn't make sense but nothing made sense when one started to grow feelings for another. That was just how the world worked.