Chapter 26

Redd WARNING: “I can’t save yall, only you decide when to look away from this story. But I can’t kid y’all… I can’t look away from him, too. *sigh”

You said it wouldn’t be love
But we felt the rush
It made us believe it there was only us
Convinced we were broken inside,
—Earned It

THEIR POINT OF VIEW

“Redd, no!” Glass immediately dove to hold the uncontrollable man, but he wouldn’t stop choking Archer with eyes as red as his name. The Puppeteering backfired, and instead of obeying Archer’s command, Redd turned on him instead. “Evie, help!”

The green-eyed vampire immediately bites his thumb to write a symbol on Redd’s forehead before commanding him to: “Sleep.” He used Restraining to knock the huge male unconscious until he fell on the ground.

“Redd!” Glass took Redd into his arms, no matter how heavy he may be. He started crying, pissing Evie off even more.

Evie snaps at the half-naked Archer, “What the hell did you do?!” He grabs him by the arm and yanked him away from Redd. “Don’t tell me you tried to puppet another one—God, this is why the Monsignor kicked you out, Archer. Stop trying to control living beings, they’ll always try to kill you! And next time you make Glass cry, I’ll kill you myself!”

Archer’s Kimono is barely hanging onto him as he held onto his hand, now bruised in the shape of Redd. Despite getting threatened by Evie who never makes empty threats, the Geisha was still happily smiling. “I just wanted to play with his delicious soul, that’s all…”

“…” Glass mumbled something, holding onto Redd possessively. The two other vampires looked at him because they didn’t hear him well, until Glass loudly yelled, “GET OUT!”

The walls of Redd’s room cracked under his voice. Evie glared at Archer before grabbing him and dragged him out harshly. Archer was even limping, because the weight of Redd on his legs temporarily cut off blood supply to his legs. But Evie didn’t care, he threw Archer against the hallway, almost knocking out a portrait.

And yet Archer was still smiling as Evie closed the door to give Glass some space. “You stupid b*tch, you never should’ve messed with Glass’ little pet. Even I couldn’t punish Redd without him throwing a fit!”

“Oh saa~, I’m well aware Glass is willing to share that hunk of a man…” Archer lifts himself off the wall, only to be pinned whack onto it with Evie’s hands around his neck.

“Not without him in the room, that’s the rules! You think I’ll let you slide after messing with Glass?!” Evie yelled at him, squeezing his neck. But Archer did not choke; he only runs his steel fingernails softly along Evie’s lean arms, barely scratching it.

“That’s what I like about you, Evie-san~you take such good care of Glass, I’m jealous, fufu~” he giggles, “What say we do it like the old days and take care of both of them? You comfort Glass, and I’ll take care of his little pet; everyone wins.”

“Only he can decide who Redd f*cks, and I doubt he’ll allow you.”

“Then he doesn’t have to know,” Archer teases Evie with his steel fingernails.

Evie leans into him to drill his voice into his head; “Listen you freaky little ancient f*ckmaid—you can’t just pull students out of the hallway and f*ck them like we used to. We have a feeding time now, and that’s when we all have our share. We don’t hoard, I’ve had enough of Leo keeping Jude all to himself, I don’t want you taking Redd as if he belongs to you which he doesn’t.”

“Hmm… things have changed, huh…” Archer laid his head on the concrete, looking at Evie with his dark and seductive half-lidded eyes. “Have you changed, Evie? Last time I remembered, you were hoarding Pryce all to yourself—hehe~you got in trouble with Glass for that.”

Evie squints his green eyes at the Geisha, “You have no idea how things changed around here since you b*tches graduated.”

But this was still the same handsome Archer under that Geisha make up. Without the colors, his eyes are more expressive and transparent; Evie knows exactly what he is thinking, and it’s not anything holy.

“Ohh~? Show me then… because all I see is the same old Everest who does what he wants, and gets all that he desires. Has that changed?” Archer dared him by pulling him closer by the waist, shocking Evie enough for his Han to loosen around the Geisha’s neck. “Come on~for old time’s sake…”

Evie looked around to see if the Lady is judging before pushing Archer away.

“You don’t call the shots here… I do,” he sneered before pulling the Geisha into his bedroom.

Meanwhile, Glass was doing his very best to make the environment comfortable for Redd. He keeps checking if his blood is still pumping, which it still is. “Redd… h-hey, wake up. I’m sorry… I’m sorry I left you alone. You’re mine, I never should’ve neglected you… this is my fault…”

He keeps mumbling while holding him, “Forgive me, Redd… for I have sinned. I felt guilty I was the reason you died. I don’t wish vampirism on anyone… it’s a curse, it’s a lifetime of thirst and violence. I hate it, I hate being a vampire… and yet I turned you into one. My greatest sin… my horrible regret. Sweet Redd, I’m so sorry…”

He starts to sob, and his tears that fell onto Redd’s skin seemed to disturb his deep sleep. His breathing changed as he woke up, staring up at a crying glass who looked even more ethereal with glossy two-toned eyes.

“Redd!” He gasps, “Are you in pain?!”

“Ahh,” the man sat up, holding his head. “What happened… ? I thought I was stitching up Archer—”

“Don’t say that man’s name!” Glass angrily barked out, making the picture frames in the room rattle. “He’s the reason you passed out! He used the Puppeteering on you… he shouldn’t have done that!”

“Wait… his powers?” Redd truly did not remember anything. “I thought he could only do that to corpses?”

Glass huffed, “That’s why he had to graduate. He was obsessed with controlling living beings and it always backfired on him. I hate Archer—he tried to f*cking control you!”

Redd stared at Glass as his anger made tears poke out of his eyes. “G… your medicine?”

“I took my medicine!” Glass wrapped both of his arms around Redd, “I won’t let anyone use you, Redd. Promise me you’ll fight the sh*t out of Archer if he does something again. I don’t want him hurting you!”

Redd’s heart seemed to speed up at the sight of Glass being jealous, clinging onto him and refusing to give him to anyone else. It’s like they were actually lovers—but they aren’t. Redd’s eyes fell the same way he fell for Glass. He… only sees me as a pet.

Still, Redd accepts this kiss from Glass, their lips clashing on one another as if there’s no one else in the world but them. Still, I’m happy. It’s Glass, after all…

“Here…” Glass sheds the coat that belonged to Elio, showing Redd that he was naked under it all along. He has seen this body countless of times, but it doesn’t fail to arouse him. “Feed on me… I don’t want you weak.”

“But Glass—”

“Shh,” the guilty vampire undid Redd’s pants hurriedly, “Quickly… before the others join. I want it to just be us. You’d want that too, yes?”

Glass is dangerous. It’s easy to get addicted to him. And once you do, Redd could recall the exact words he told Jude, because he’s the worst victim of it all.

He couldn’t stop Glass from stripping him off, showing the very light scar spread across his chest, feeling like a permanent brand that Glass marked on him. And yet, he’s proud of it; he wants to belong to Glass.

He couldn’t stop himself from kissing all exposed skin on the smaller Vampire—nibbling on his neck, his collarbone, running his tongue around his perked nipples, and leaving bite marks on his chest. Glass had always liked bite marks.

“Mmm!” Glass moans when Redd rolled his hips against him. “Come on, hurry… make me c*m and feed on me…”

Glass was pissed at what Archer did; that Geisha tried to dominate Redd’s mind and control him. This is Glass’ way of reminding Redd who he belongs to, and who can truly control him. Redd himself knows the loving arms around his neck is just a leash, and the long slender legs wrapped around his thick waist is only a cage he cannot escape from.

No, he refused to escape. This red tiger is domesticated; and when the master demands him to sleep inside that tight and inviting cave, he will hibernate until he starves to death. Redd coats himself in lube before f*cking Glass just like he always had.

“F*ck!” Glass cursed, smiling because Redd is looking at him like he’s the prey, about to be eaten whole. “Yes… like that, mmm… your d*ck never fails to stretch me out, it’s so f*cking—b-big… !”

“Glass…” Redd closed his eyes, because looking at him would make him fall deeper into the abyss he cannot crawl out of. “G—”

“Oh, f*ck yes! Redd—y-your d*ck is the best fuuuuu*k, I want it digging into me!” The more he talked dirty, the more clouded Redd’s mind became.

“Isn’t this—the best—aghh! Just—y-you and me…” Glass smiled with his drug-induced mind, still unstable despite Redd making his stomach bulge from how deep he’s going. It hurt, but he is numbed up from the medicine in his system.

“Glass…” in his desperate need to c*m, Redd grabbed him by the hair until it hurt, but it only made Glass bite his lip and moan for more. “I—I’m sorry…”

“Awww, Redd… mmnn-! D-don’t be… you’re f*cking me so good! I’m so happy!”

“N-no…” Redd flipped him to his stomach without even pulling out half of himself, and laying his entire body on Glass to pin him tight against the bed. His *ss also got tighter from how hard Redd is grabbing onto his hair and pulling his head up, so the man can mutter against his beautiful neck: “I love you… I’m sorry…”

Two pairs of canines sank into Glass’ nape, and he widened his eyes in shock because he hasn’t even c*mmed yet; it’s not the optimal time for feeding, but Redd is biting him on the neck as he sped up, eventually releasing violently inside of Glass.

Redd’s release triggered the vampire to grab one of his arms and bite into the wrist, sucking out the sweet, rich thickness of copper and brown sugar-flavored blood that could only belong to Redd. Glass sucked a bit more than what he needed, until Redd rolled to his back, weak from the feed.

When Glass pulled away, he reached to the back of his neck and frowned at the realization; “You didn’t drink from me…”

It feels so wrong, Redd thought, but only said to the ceiling: “I didn’t make you c*m. I just bit you on impulse.”

Redd’s c*m was leaking out of Glass, and he looked back a little unsatisfied. “Make me c*m, then. Eat me out, then eat from me properly. You know how I prefer being fed on.”

Did he even hear my confession? Or did he disregard it like a child’s suggestion? Still, Redd knelt behind Glass to clean out his c*m from inside his freshly ravaged hole.

Later on, Glass fell asleep in Redd’s bed again—his new comfort place, while the owner of the bedroom exited the shower fully fed. He wonders if the others have been fed by now; especially Evie. He usually looks for Glass…

Looking to check on the other priests, he noticed Leo’s door slightly open. He spotted Jude asleep with Leo under the covers, the two most likely naked with bite marks on themselves, making Redd scoff. Can’t ‘blow him off’ for long, huh L?

Redd snickered at his own thoughts before he heard crashing and groaning. He sighed, They’re not done yet? Jeez…

It came from Evie’s room, door also partially open so when Redd walked past, he widened his eyes at what he saw inside.

“GOD! OH MY G—SH*T! F*CK ME!” Evie screamed as he is on his knees, head on the floor but being cushioned by layers of Archer’s kimono. “Oh yes mmm… fuuuuuu*k, yesss… !”

The owner of the clothing is behind him with a sharp smile saying, “Mmm, I thought you hated me, Eve?”

“I do—ahh! Oh, god! I—I f*cking hate your guts…” Evie rolled his eyes back when Archer deliberately pokes his prostate from a certain angle, silencing him.

“I’m the one f*cking your guts, my dear…”

“I wish I was a necrophiliac so I can screw you after I kill you!”

Redd widened his eyes at the sight; Archer is behind Evie, grabbing hold of his hair and plowing into him onto the floor in a passionate hate-s*x with both of them having bloody mouths, so this is not the only time they did this tonight. Archer’s smile was gentle yet sadistic, looking down on Evie while he licks his fangs clean, ready for another round of feeding.

“You seem to love my d*ck so much, you’re about to come thrice now,” Archer teased, hips rolling until he hits Evie’s.

“YOUR D*CK—ngh—IS THE ONLY… THING YOU’RE—ahh… GOOD FOR!” Evie spits out just as Archer laughed, but his laughter led him to notice the undeniable deep dark skin of Redd between those doors.

As Redd’s eyes grew wider, Archer’s grin only grew sharper as he sped up his thrusts, motivated by the audience. With a tilt of his head, he dared Redd to look away. But he can’t; he has never seen Evie submit to anyone like this before. Him being screwed on the floor covered in c*m and blood is an image not known from Evie. Especially when…

“Your boyfriend doesn’t know, huh?” Archer sneered while pulling Evie’s hair from behind, making sure his whispers directly assault these ears: “Ne~what’s he gonna say about me f*cking you behind his back again?”

“Shut—ahh—sh-shut the f*ck up Archer!”

“Mmm, sweet Glass wouldn’t get upset anymore, would he?” Archer looked intensely at Redd as he licked on Evie’s ears, “Because he already has a hot new boy toy to comfort him…”

That’s when Redd finally snapped out of his trance and hurriedly slipped out of the view. Redd was barely breathing back there, horrified at the fact Evie is having affairs yet again.

F*ck, E! It took so long for Glass to forgive you from f*cking around with Pryce, and now you’re doing this with Archer! Redd doesn’t want to Glass to be depressed again; that means more drugs and more episodes. But then again, Glass did the same, having affairs with Jude and him.

Redd looks up at the statue of the lady, making the sign of the cross. Your children… are all fallen angels.

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