Chocolate!Mello ([info]choccomello) wrote,
@ 2008-10-30 19:28:00
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Current location:Near's Room
Current mood: hungry
Entry tags:blood, mello, near, ohshit, vampire

stop that now
[ Mello was in his room when his heart stopped.

He'd been just standing there, looking around, trying to find something to occupy his time with when he couldn't be around Near - Near, whom he missed terribly, but was unable to be with to due to his strange... craving.

And then, it happened.

He felt a flash of pain, felt himself hit the ground, and then...

...nothing.

Mello was dead.

A vampire had been born.

He opened his eyes, feeling new super-senses set in - he could see every detail in the carpet, every speck of dust, every thread and fiber of the material; he was acutely aware of every part of himself, where it was, what it was touching; and then, as he took his first breath in this new life, he could smell blood.

That was when the hunger set in.

He was hungry, starving, dying for it. He needed it, and fast.

Standing up easily with his newfound strength, he headed towards the exit of his room. There were no thoughts in his mind; just the raw instinct to hunt. Blood.


And that's what brings him to Near's room. ]


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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-30 11:58 pm UTC (link)
Near's in his room, laying on his bed and reading Fahrenheit 451 on his bed. Though it wasn't the most interesting, it was one of the very few books in his he had yet to read.

It's then that he hears the knock on his door. He normally would not look up, but he was interested in who it could be, because the only visitor he would have is the one person that will not talking to him.

"Who is it?"

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 12:11 am UTC (link)
[ Mello doesn't answer. he just pushes open the door and immediately hits the the light switch, sending the room into darkness.

with almost lightning speed, he's on the bed, on Near, and, flipping the book out of his hand in one quick swipe, thrusts their mouths together in a (very urgent) kiss. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 12:20 am UTC (link)
"Wha-?" Near cries out, eyes wide as the lights are flipped off. He can't yet see who the visitor is, but when he feels him on top of himself, the books flung from his hands and he's kissed, he knows almost immediately who it is. The quick jolt of fear is gone, though he's still slightly confused by Mello's change in behaviour.

He doesn't protest to the kiss, although if he were thinking rationally, he would have pulled back and asked what was going on with the sudden change. However, he is not thinking rationally, as he usually does not when Mello is around, and kisses him back instead.

His hands, previously engaged in holding the book he no longer has are doing nothing, which he changes quickly. Without a thought, they are on his back, then up to his neck, wrapped around loosely so he isn't holding him too tightly to himself.

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 01:09 am UTC (link)
[ blood, blood, he can smell it everywhere - but all inside Near. he has to get it out - how? biting, of course. that will work.

he pushes himself against Near, wanting him to submit fully before he tries biting him. but the scent is so overwhelming that he can't help but begin to nibble on Near's lips, his tongue, anything he can get at. both hands are clutched into the bedcovers, making it impossible for Near to escape. it's perfect, this is perfect, nothing can go wrong. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 01:21 am UTC (link)
Near moans quietly at Mello's gentle bites. They don't hurt him, and despite what the noise might imply he likes it. He whimpers every so often, slipping his tongue over Mello's own, and the roof of his mouth.

He should be thinking. He should be asking Mello why- but he's not, and the thoughts are dissolved before he can properly register them.

His cheeks are turning slightly pink, though it's not visible in the dark room. He feels like he can hear his own heart, beating rapidly in his chest. His breathing is shaky and quick-paced, both inhaling and exhaling in every second that passes.

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 08:20 pm UTC (link)
[ Mello doesn't have to breathe; that, now, if just luxury. and as the thudding of Near's heart accelerates, Mello can hear it pounding like a drum in his ears, in his mind - the blood's all so close, just separated from him by thin, fragile skin...

he continues nibbling at Near's lips, and a hand reaches to Near's throat, feeling for his jugular, but he finds that his collar's in the way - so the shirt must go, of course. his hand then moves to the first button, fumbling to get it open. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 09:01 pm UTC (link)
Near arches his back off the bed, pressing himself toward Mello, who he realizes is strangely cold, but he doesn't really take note. As every other thought, this one, too, has slipped his mind.

His hand leaves the brunette hair, and falls to his own shirt, slipping the buttons easily out with three fingers. One hand is still on his neck, and his tongue continues to explore Mello's mouth, soft sounds coming from his throat.

His breathing's pace stays the same, though it's more uneven now. Mello doesn't seem to have this problem, in fact, it is as if he is not breathing at all. He doesn't stop to think on this, as his attention is focused on the buttons and making out in the dark.

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 09:07 pm UTC (link)
[ JUST AS PLANNED. he stops messing with the shirt, waiting for Near to remove it himself, and instead unzips his own, peeling it off and tossing it off the bed. as long as he continues to act like this, he'll get that blood out very fast...

feeling Near arch up, he instead pushes down, wanting to keep him restrained, but the closeness that Near was aiming for is still acquired.

Mello nibbles at everything at the comes towards him, including Near's exploring tongue, and the bites are getting harder, more forceful, as the instinct for feeding gets stronger and more frenzied... ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 10:31 pm UTC (link)
Near moans, being pressed back to the bed by the now shirtless-Mello. He can't taste him as much for some reason. Perhaps he's just grown used to it. Though, after being apart for that amount of time, he'd taste it even more. Maybe Mello just wasn't eating chocolate as much?

He's being bit harder now, and can distinctly feel each groove in his teeth. He whimpers quietly, squeezing his eyes shut. His shirt is lying open now, his smooth milky white chest exposed against Mello's, rapidly rising and falling a fraction of an inch. Up, down, up, down, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. He's at the point of almost panting now, and probably would be if it weren't for his occupied mouth. He's definitely getting warmer, slightly sticky now, but not quite sweating.

He can't tug his arms out of the sleeves because of the way the two of them are laid on the bed. He shrugs the shirt off his shoulders as best he can, which isn't very far.

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 10:38 pm UTC (link)
[ Mello's fine with the shirt lying there - it's far enough off for him to reach everything he needs. the feeling of Near's warm, living body pressing against him makes his predator instincts heighten like never before, and the need for blood is increasing, overwhelming. almost time...

accompanying this ravenous hunger is the need to bite everything close - meaning, he's now actually biting Near's mouth, tongue, lips - enough to draw some of that sickly-sweet blood, which Mello laps up quickly as it comes out. he continues kissing, though, so that Near does not let go, even through the pain. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 10:44 pm UTC (link)
Mello's teeth begin sinking into his tongue and lips, and he shrieks inside his mouth. The sound is muffled, but still definitely there, a loud, high-pitched scream.

Had his teeth always been that sharp? Near can't remember, but is trembling and whimpering against him. He doesn't want to let go. But it hurts so badly. He can't think enough to push Mello off of himself, nor can he physically move away.

His nails are digging into Mello's upper back, sure to leave crescents imprinted in his flesh. His breaths are shaking now, and his cheeks are bright red.

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[info]choccomello
2008-10-31 10:54 pm UTC (link)
[ this proves it - there's no way, now, that Near can escape... he's fully submitted to Mello. to make sure he's held down, he keeps both hands holding Near's shoulders back, basically straddling him as he makes sure Near can't get his legs free - and then, he breaks the kiss, moving swiftly down the boy's white neck and biting, once, hard.

the pain will only be felt for a moment, though; he uses his newfound vampiric powers to press his mind against Near's, numbing everything and putting him into a drowsy, semi-conscious state. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-10-31 11:07 pm UTC (link)
What was Mello doing now? He's bleeding into his own mouth, swallowing the sweet blood, as there's nothing else to do with it. He watches, his eyes finally adjusting to the dark, as Mello sits on him, pinning him to the bed, and sinking his teeth into the tender flesh on Near's neck.

He throws his head back with the sudden shooting pain, white hot and lashing through his body, sweeping over his entire being.

And it stops. The pain is gone, or mostly. It feels dimmed and far away, as if he has a phantom limb. He can't recognize it as his own, and he feels as if he's almost floating. His vision is obscured, seeing only Mello through a thick white mist. The rest of the room is gone, consumed by the thicker, foggy clouds.

His eyes droop slightly, and the pain sharpens slightly at the beat of his heart, but it's still not hurting as it should. His arms have fallen from Mello, slid onto the bed like a broken toy or a ragdoll, limp and almost lifeless. His neck is still completely exposed to the fangs.

He thinks he's said Mello's name, even though he hasn't. He's confused, very confused, as to why he's in the room and what exactly is happening. Was he biting him? Is that why it hurt? Or was it hurting someone else? He couldn't tell...

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[info]choccomello
2008-11-01 03:03 am UTC (link)
[ Mello's sucking greedily at Near's throat, the hot, hot blood filling his frozen body with warmth. it's so good, it tastes so good and smells so good and feels so good...

he feels Near going limp beneath him, and continues to press his mind to him like a veil, shielding him so he won't cry out, won't struggle, just stay here and let Mello feed off his life... ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-11-01 03:13 am UTC (link)
Near feels Mello's lips at his throat, but doesn't exactly know why they are there. He's feeling dizzier, weaker, and floppier. He knows it isn't part of this daze he's in, but can't figure out why he would feel like that.

The dizziness, weakness, and floppiness is actually coming from the blood loss. The blood being sucked away from that vital artery in his neck, at such a pace, is draining him even more so than a blood donation would. He is completely limp now, and his head lolls to the side, unknowingly letting Mello gain more access to his neck.

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[info]choccomello
2008-11-01 03:46 am UTC (link)
[ Mello continues like so until he finally gains 'control' over himself, forcing himself to finish - he can feel that Near is getting weaker by the second, and soon, there will be no blood left, and a dead host. not a good idea. so he becomes more gentle, just licking over and over as if Near was some sort of ice cream or lollipop, until, finally, the wound has begun to heal itself (with help from Mello's powers).

he finishes 'cleaning' it up, before pulling his mind away from Near's. the wound is half-closed, now, and Near can feel the pain of the blood still seeping from the bite marks, right at his throat - blood that Mello continues to greedily lick up as it appears.

he eventually sits back, getting off of Near and onto the bed, feeling full and content. he watches the (half-alive) boy quietly for a moment, licking his lips over and over as he eyes the blood still oozing from his neck and mouth.

he figures Near will probably be 'waking up' soon, but it will be hard for him to remember what happened - he'll probably remember everything up to the bite, and then it'll be all foggy - but it won't be hard for him to piece it all together, with the blood and whatnot.

that is, if Near does wake up. ]

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[info]cottoncandynear
2008-11-01 03:54 am UTC (link)
Near watches Mello, still in a daze, as he pulls away. When he loses contact with the bitten skin of his neck, he can feel the pain. Sharp, searing pain like before, but this time, it's not going away. He moans, though not very loudly, as he doesn't have the strength to do anything.

He feels like he's dying, completely weak and in terrible pain for no reason. Somehow, this is connected to Mello.

In the span of about six seconds, this all has happened, and he has tears welling up in his eyes. He wants to yell out, to actually begin to cry, but can't. He just physically can not. And between the pain and the loss of blood, it's too overwhelming, and he faints, feeling as if he will never reopen his eyes.

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[info]choccomello
2008-11-01 05:19 am UTC (link)
[ he watches Near's eyes, watches them water, and then - close. they close, and Near's - out. Mello can hear his heartbeat, but it's weak and slow, but he can also tell that he'll survive. he watches him for a moment more, before he feels a sharp pain in his chest.

his heart starts again, all on its own.

blood, his own blood, begins to pump through his body again, bringing with it warmth and color, bringing back his life. he's alive again, and -

and -

his mind's back. he can think again.

he's just seriously injured Near. panic runs through him at the thought, at the sight of the broken boy lying with his shirt open and blood pouring from his wounds - the poor, pale boy that he loves, dying, and it's his fault.

then comes the nausea.

all of a sudden, he's sick to his stomach. the sugary blood he'd drank could not be held down. his body can't handle that, now. and so, unable to get much farther, he ends up lying over the side of the bed and vomiting all the blood, all the blood he's basically killed Near to obtain - all for nothing, as it's all over the floor, now, sinking into the carpet like some sort of spilled drink.

wiping his mouth on his hand, feeling nothing but sickness, terror, hysteria - he crawls over to Near and collapses beside him, too weak to carry on. ]

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