Sweeter Than Honey

by MaybeMingoMango

Summary:

Caspian is a vampire who was turned several hundred years ago. Shigaraki is his prey, a hit and run that he never expects to look back on. When Elric, Caspian’s brother shows up, he realizes he’s in deeper than he ever thought he would be.

Notes:

Hey guys! So actually, I created Elric, Caspian, and Kitty around this time last year, and as of spooky season I’ve been really motivated to write and post for them. Basically, what im saying is… enjoy!

(Updates will most likely be every two weeks :) )

Chapter 1: First Time

   Caspian pulled his hood over his face, trying to cause as little attention to himself as possible. One of his hands fished into his pocket to hold onto the syringe. His hands had started to become clammy as they always did when he was on the hunt for prey. He made it about halfway down the street when he finally found his target: a blue haired man, scrawny and a little bit lanky. He looked like a loser, and he didn't look strong enough to put up much of a fight.

   The tall, black haired man followed the other boy into the gamestop. He made himself busy by attempting to look interested in some popular fantasy game while he waited for the other man to make whatever purchase he needed and then leave, but he made it very difficult. Caspian could practically smell the blood rushing through his veins, he could taste the bitter sweetness of it. He could barely control himself standing in the store, and had in fact, caught himself staring at the man at one point. He reminded himself it would be his soon, his blood to take, to drink. That reassurance was all he needed.

   The vampire had turned and walked out the door almost directly after the blue haired man. He could practically taste the blood on his tongue at this point, he just had to find his window of opportunity.

   The small man didn’t make it hard for him, subconsciously scratching his neck and turning into the nearest alley. A smirk crept onto Caspian’s face as he turned the corner. He heard the man call for something named Kurogiri, but before he could even get the rest of his sentence out, Caspian had slammed him into the wall, a knee pressed between his legs and one hand pinning his hands above his head. The boy thrashed in his grip, growling at the larger man. “Fuck, let go!” the boy had attempted to shout, before he felt a hand on his throat. “Shout like that again and I’ll crush your windpipe,” Caspian said, dismissing the man entirely as he moved to pull the syringe out of his pocket. The boy stood there, staring at him in shock, before giving in. He quit thrashing around, didn’t even call for help. Caspian watched as the blue haired boy let him sterilize his arm before plunging the needle in. He heard him whine below him as the ketamine entered his bloodstream.

   “Shh it’ll be over soon.” He immediately saw the other boy's body relax as he leaned in, pressing soft kisses to his neck. He slipped the syringe back into his pocket as soft kisses turned into open mouthed ones and he found his sweet spot, a quiet moan bubbling up from his throat. Caspian bared his fangs, almost ready to sink them into the boy’s skin, when he heard a quiet mumble. “I know y-you’re doin’ -fuck- doin’ something right now,” he slurred out, “but I’ve got ‘nother problem.”

   Caspian pulled back and looked down to see the tent beginning to form in the other boy’s pants. “Shit.” He rubbed a hand over his face, glancing up at the boy, back down to his jeans, and then up again. “You want me to fix this one first?” The other boy nodded vigorously. Caspian sighed, kneeling in front of the man. “What do I call you?”

   “M’name’s Tomur- ahhh,” his eyes fluttered shut as Caspian palmed him through his jeans, teasing as much as physically possible. Tomura whined. “Please please please, I can’t take it,” he sighed out.

   “What do you want me to do?”

   “Touch me, please, sir.”

   Caspian didn’t wait. He unbuttoned Tomura’s jeans and slid his boxers down just enough so that Tomura’s cock had been freed. His was the prettiest dick that Caspian had ever seen; an angry red tip already leaking pre, and a long vein running on the underside. It was above average in length, running around 8 1⁄2 to 9 inches, which honestly surprised him. Caspian thought about how it might feel to have it inside him. He grabbed at it, swiping his thumb over the tip, watching the boy’s body jerk involuntarily at the touch. “Don’t t-tease,” he stuttered out between moans. Caspian’s hand moved at an agonizingly slow pace, stroking his dick much too slowly for the other boy’s liking. He thought that Tomura had to be feeling at least a little loopy at this point; the ketamine should have kicked in by now. He couldn’t imagine how he felt, but he didn’t need to be imagining at this point. He had a carnal desire for blood, and as soon as this was over, he could have all the blood he needed.

   “Can I use my mouth?” Caspian blurted, looking up at Tomura through his eyelashes.

   “God fuck yes. Please.” Caspian’s tongue darted out of his mouth, licking at the tip. Shigaraki let out a loud whine at this.

   “Baby, you’re going to have to hush. Otherwise, our fun is going to be over before it really starts. We’re still in public,” he reminded. He wasn’t much of a talker, but he was not about to be caught sucking off his latest victim in an alleyway behind a gamestop. Tomura nodded again, glancing down at Caspian. He could tell just how much this was turning him on, and Caspian couldn’t lie; this wouldn’t be leaving his head anytime soon. He sucked on Tomura’s tip, teasing again. He couldn’t help himself with how pretty the boy above him looked. “Hah- please, fuck, more,” he managed. At this, Caspian grabbed him by the thighs, and forced Tomura’s cock down his own throat.

   Apparently, this was all it took to send Tomura over the edge. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his cum shot down Caspian’s throat, thank-yous rolling off his tongue. Caspian swallowed it down and made quick work of redressing the boy, who was now barely coherent enough to form any words. It looked like the ketamine had finally kicked in to its fullest extent, along with his post-orgasm bliss, making this perfect timing for Caspian to finally get what he had wanted. He held the boy up, one arm wrapped around his back and the other cradling his neck, bringing the flesh closer to his mouth.

   In one swift motion, Caspian sank his teeth down into the spot right above Tomura’s collarbone, where his neck met his shoulder. He softly whined, eyelids fluttering again, but ultimately staying shut. Caspian licked up the blood that he drew from the boy’s neck, the bitter-sweetness he smelled in the store flooding his tastebuds. Tomura’s blood was the best he’d ever tasted by far. He didn’t know what was so different about it, and he didn’t know when he would get to have blood this good again. He drank and drank until he was sure he couldn’t have anymore.

   For a split second, an idea crossed Caspian’s mind. I could just take him. There’s nobody watching. He’s still half asleep anyway. He shook his head, successfully shaking the thoughts of kidnapping away as well.

   He ultimately decided to leave Shigaraki slumped against the red brick building he had just been pinned against, and hoped that nothing bad would happen to him until he was functioning again. He noticed the discarded syringe on the ground, and turned back to look at Shigaraki, who was calling for someone in his dazed state, and he second guessed himself. Before he could think too hard about it and convince himself to bring Shigaraki home, he turned and stepped on the syringe, sending glass shards to litter the area. Caspian didn’t have the time to care for someone else, especially not a stranger he had just met that day. Not his prey. He pushed away the remaining thoughts of the blue haired boy and went about the rest of his daily errands unburdened.

Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Limits Pressed Too Far

Summary:

In which Caspian comes to meet the boy again.

    It had been three weeks since the boy at gamestop. Caspian couldn’t take his mind off of him. He had dreamed about it several times. They all moved in a haze, grabbing the man and letting his fangs trail across his throat until they found their place on his sweet spot, hearing Tomura cry out when they finally sunk down. It had been three weeks since the last time he fed, and he was starting to feel the withdrawals affecting him. 

   Caspian carried several paper bags in his arms, taking home his groceries for the day. He had begun to feel exhausted from the lack of human blood in his system, to the point that he had almost passed out in the aisle while searching for garlic alternatives. Once he had hauled all his groceries into his kitchen, he began to feel extremely dizzy, grabbing the edge of the kitchen counter to steady himself. The room was spinning. He knew he had pushed himself too far this time, fuck why would he do this to himself? He felt himself fall to the floor, and the consciousness fade from his body.

 

   Caspian woke up on the floor with a massive headache, almost exactly two hours later. He felt like everything was moving in slow motion, as he reached into his pocket for the phone. He fiddled with the numbers on the lock screen for a minute before deciding that he didn’t have time. “Call Elric,” he commanded of the bot on his phone. A quiet chime sounded. “Calling Elric,” came the feminine robotic voice.

   It rang twice. “Sorry, but the person you have dialed has a ma-“ He hung up the phone before it could finish. “Fuck, Elric. You can’t do this shit to me now. Call Elric .” His voice felt strained, he knew he would lose consciousness again soon. His head was swimming. “Calling Elric.” The phone rang again, still moving in slow motion. It picked up after the first ring this time. “Caspian? Did you mean to call me?”

   “Fuck, Elric, thank god. I need…” his words started to slur, “Blood… n-need…” was the last thing he could muster before falling unconscious again. “Caspian? Caspian?” He heard, right as he slipped out of consciousness once more. 

 

   When he awoke this time he was laying on the couch in his living room. Elric was standing over him. “Hey,” he said simply, cracking a smile. It had been several years since they had spoken. Honestly, he didn’t even expect him to answer, but he was so glad he did. He could already smell the sweet blood. Where was that coming from? “I brought you a gift.” Oh . Elric stepped out of Caspian’s line of sight, revealing the blue haired boy from a few weeks ago. He was tied up in pretty red ropes, a gift bow stuck to the top of his head, and gagged with a washcloth of the same color as the ropes. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, slumped on the chair across the room from him. 

   He felt his fangs begin to present, and he scrambled off the couch towards Tomura. He didn’t have time to think about this rationally, he could worry about that after. He looked at Elric, who nodded. “He’s all yours.” Caspian didn’t wait any longer after that. He pushed himself off of the floor, using the arm of the chair for balance, and leaned over his neck, not wasting any time to sink his teeth in. He heard Tomura whimper in his sleep, and saw the way his eyebrows knit together and pulled up. He didn’t care at this point. He lapped at the blood that had begun to pour from his neck, sucking and sucking until he was content, until he was full. 

   Once he was finished, he asked Kitty to go grab the first aid kit from his bathroom. “How did you know where I was?”

   “Telepathy. Do you not remember?”

   It hit him all at once. He remembered the past hundred years, the random thoughts he’d receive in Elric or Kitty’s voice, asking him to reach out. “Or maybe that happened after you cut us off.” Elric frowned, a bit of anger hidden behind his eyes. 

   “You know that’s not what happened.”

   He sighs. “Maybe in your mind,” his finger collected the dust on the table beside his couch, “Do you ever clean in here?”

   “I’ve been busy as of recent. Okay, don’t change the subject.”

   “I guess you didn’t really cut us off. Just me. Kitty had nothing to do with it.”

   Caspian pulled his eyes away from Elric, finally collecting his thoughts enough to realize the kidnapped man sitting in his chair. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck. ” He rushes over to the still sleeping man, fiddling with the knots binding his arms and legs together. 

   “Wow, Cas. I bring you a present and you unwrap it without Kitty even being in the room?”

   “Shut up. Where did you even find Tomura anyway?” Kitty brings the first aid kit to Caspian, and he thanks her when she opens it and helps him wrap the bandage around Tomura’s neck. 

   “On a first name basis with your prey? Not a good habit to get into.”

   Caspian shoots him a mean glare. “Where did you find him?” He says it through gritted teeth, and punctuates every word with anger.

   “Some nerd place. Around the… book store? I think.”

   “Gamestop,” Caspian mutters. “I can’t keep him here. I have to let him go.” He finishes up with the bandages, and tears off the end with his teeth, finally retracting his fangs. 

   “Okay, you can’t keep him. Then we can just take him with us.” Kitty nods, excitedly. 

   “No no no, you can’t take him.” He hears Shigaraki start to stir, watching the confusion and then fear rise on his face. “See? He’s already seen you anyway. If you’re not going to keep him, then why let him go to waste?” Kitty puts a hand on his face, tilting it up to examine it. He winces. “I’m so starved…” Her fangs present, and she moves to plunge them into his upper neck, the boy whining and shaking his head, pulling himself as far from her as possible, before Caspian grabs her by the hair. 

   “Anyone else. You could have taken anyone, and you take him?” 

   “He was easy. Besides, I didn’t realize that you knew him already.” Kitty struggles in Caspian’s grip while Elric looks uninterested in the conversation. His eyes find the books on his shelf, and he moves to pick one up. “Those are just decorations, there’s no words in them. Kitty, please .” She stops trying to wiggle out of his hold. “Fine. Ellie’s teaching me to hunt, anyway.” Caspian lets go of her hair so that she can make her way over to Elric. He swears he could hear Tomura sigh in relief.

   “We have to go now. We’ll be back in a few days. If I find out you just let him go, I will hunt him down and kill him myself,” Elric says, face completely blank. The boy whimpers again, shutting his eyes tight. Before Caspian can even think to reply, Kitty and Elric are already in their bat forms and out the window.

   “Dear God, what have I gotten myself into?”

Notes:

Sorry for the sudden hiatus! It's been a little bit of a trainwreck for me, recently. I'm unsure as to whether this fic will actually be well continued, or if it'll be unfinished, but as it stands, I have at least one more chapter coming.
Happy reading!