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Elijah of the Forest 21

“You still seem to have a fever.”

“Still, it’s not so bad that I can’t walk……, mmh.”

His words were meaninglessly sucked into the wet interior of lips. Elijah, barely supporting his body leaning backward with one hand on the table, quietly accepted the breath pouring into his mouth.

Rose tilted his head while gently biting and releasing his lower lip, overlapping their lips more deeply. Though the pattern had changed somewhat from when they were young, Elijah knew this contact was a precursor to blood-sucking.

Rose never attempted to suck blood in one go. When he was very young, he would carelessly bite down anywhere his mouth touched, flustering Elijah, but as he grew, either developing his own sense of caution, the exploration time gradually lengthened.

Elijah obediently offered his body to Rose and waited for the exploration to end. The lips that had been tightly locked together separated with a wet sound, and the lips that brushed past his chin traveled down along his neck.

With one leisurely touch, the shirt buttons popped open one by one. Rose, who had easily unfastened Elijah’s shirt, wrapped his entire neck with one hand.

As the cold hand touched the hot skin, faint goosebumps rose. As if confirming the throbbing pulse, cold fingertips traced below Elijah’s earlobe. Strength entered Rose’s hand gripping his neck.

“Mmh.”

Elijah gripped Rose’s arm tightly. It wasn’t unbearable, but his throat was lightly constricted, making breathing uncomfortable. Before he knew it, pushed by Rose’s body and lying sprawled on the table, Elijah panted with shallow breaths.

“……”

In the eerie silence, their gazes met. Elijah looked up at the red eyes moving slowly beneath lowered eyelids. At times like this, he was invariably overcome by a chilling feeling as if subdued by a beast of prey.

No…… Rather than a beast of prey, how should he put it.

“Ro, mmh……, Rose.”

Closer to a snake.

Silver-white hair fell onto Elijah’s nape. Cold breath pooled over the hollow between his collarbones.

“Mm, Elijah.”

An answer close to a whisper spread. At the sensation of fangs lightly scraping the tender flesh, his shoulders reflexively shrank.

The blood-sucking of Rose as an adult was never easy, making his body stiffen involuntarily. A soft tongue wetly swept over the unhealed wound. Elijah moaned softly, frowning at the throbbing pain.

“Ah, it hurts…… Rose, it hurts.”

Rose tilted his head, holding the hand that defensively pushed him away. His pupils, dilated so wide the irises were barely visible, glistened with appetite. The dark red pupils were only dark like an abyss, unlike the iris that shone clear like a jewel.

Cold fingertips wandered over his Adam’s apple and the collarbone below. A persistent gaze clung to his nape for a long while, as if gauging something.

“I shouldn’t bite here for a while……, right.”

Rose brought Elijah’s hand there. Only then did things he hadn’t been conscious of catch on his fingertips. Bumpy bite marks endlessly covered his nape and shoulders. They were wounds that never had a chance to heal due to repeated blood-sucking.

“Even applying medicine is useless.”

His words were right. No matter how much ointment he applied, the flesh was pierced again before it could attach, so for the past few years, his nape and shoulders, which Rose’s lips never left, were rarely intact.

‘Was it this severe?’

Elijah examined his own wounds carefully for the first time. Since the dusty mirror always only reflected hazy and dim forms, he who had never looked at his own body with interest couldn’t help but be a little shocked.

It would have been nice if the biting habit had been a bit gentler…… Rose had the habit of chewing until the skin became tattered. However, since he had let him bite and suck carelessly anywhere from childhood, it was impossible to correct it now that he had become a full-grown adult.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

Rose’s lips touched the fingers wrapped around his shoulders as if defending them. The lips that lightly bit his fingers and the back of his hand stopped at his wrist.

“Should I stop.”

Contrary to his words, the breath seeping between his fingers trembled faintly. In truth, Rose had been quite starved recently. That anxiety touching his skin was felt clearly even by Elijah.

“……No. You can do it somewhere else.”

Rose, who had pulled apart Elijah’s hands blocking him, lingered long around the flat chest area. The lips that brushed the sensitively erect areola gradually moved lower.

Elijah endured that ticklish exploration, gripping Rose’s shoulders with his freed hands. However, when the metallic sound of a buckle unfastening rang out around his waist, he could no longer stay still.

“Rose, what are you……, ah.”

Elijah twisted his body, pushing his shoulders away. The hand that swept up his flat stomach pressed firmly against his chest. The pants that slid down smoothly with just a light tug of one hand dropped to the floor with a thud.

He looked up at Rose with anxious eyes as he grabbed his ankles and spread them apart. Rose’s lips that reached his knees slowly climbed up and lightly held the tender skin inside his thigh.

“Ah……!”

Elijah’s body trembled violently as he let out a short scream. He stifled the moan that escaped involuntarily at the pain of the delicate skin being sharply pierced and looked down between his legs in dismay.

Perhaps because it was an unfamiliar area, the sensation of having blood sucked was more vivid. It was such a fierce suction that the inside of his thigh convulsed. Elijah endured the pain, biting the inside of his lips tightly.

Now he couldn’t restrain Rose by force, so there was nothing else to do but let him do as he wished. Moreover, it had been really long since his blood-sucking, so he didn’t want to interrupt it with unnecessary fussing.

“Ah, mmh.”

However, as the blood-sucking lengthened, Elijah became increasingly restless. Whenever the lips that wandered around playfully came closer inside along with the occasional pain of sucking on the wound, Elijah fidgeted and avoided them for no reason.

The nerves that had been on edge from pain now became tense in a different sense. He should obviously be cold since he had been stripped naked, but somehow he was getting hotter.

Heat that started from the point where Rose’s lips lingered between his legs ticklishly bloomed in his belly. A sudden urge crept up.

“Wait, Rose……, stop.”

He had tried to endure it as much as possible, but it was impossible. Elijah, weakly gripping the silver-white hair, pushed him away, fidgeting with both legs. Saliva mixed with blood stretched long between the separated lips.

Long eyelashes trembled and slowly lifted. Rose, who licked his lips where blood had formed redly with his tongue extended, looked at him.

“Does it hurt?”

Elijah, who had covered his half-erect penis with his shirt hem, drew his knees together.

“Why, ……why did you suddenly bite there.”

Rose lightly caught the foot pushing down on his shoulder and buried his lips on the inner ankle bone. Elijah was anxious that he might suddenly sink his teeth into that boneless area.

Red eyes curved thinly. The lips that had been tracing the prominently protruding bone opened.

“Is it not okay?”

“It’s not that it’s not okay, ……you’ve never bitten there before.”

“Then.”

The lips reddened with blood drew a soft arc. Rose, who had wrapped Elijah’s legs around his waist as they flailed in the air as if lost, bent down. Elijah looked up at Rose looming over him and leaned his upper body backward.

“Then how far is okay?”

“……”

How far is okay? Logically, there was no part that was okay to be bitten in the first place. He was just enduring it. However, even if he said it as it was, it wasn’t like Rose would never bite his flesh again, so he didn’t want to be unnecessarily difficult.

Elijah, who had been fiddling with Rose’s collar that he had gripped for no reason, replied curtly.

“Anywhere, just be careful. It’s different from before and now.”

“How is it different?”

Was he really asking because he didn’t know? Compared to childhood when biting hard wasn’t much of a threat, now was worlds apart. Moreover, the difference in physique between him and himself had now widened irreversibly.

The strength of biting and sucking flesh, the grip strength, the large body that wasn’t even light and kept climbing on top—all of it was overwhelming for Elijah.

“Am I not pretty anymore?”

An unexpected question fell on Elijah, who was pondering how to explain it without hurting his feelings. At words so far removed from his train of thought, Elijah, momentarily at a loss for words, blankly shook his head.

“No, you’re pretty.”

“Not as pretty as before?”

“No, you’re pretty now too, continuously pretty……”

Though he didn’t know the reason himself, Elijah diligently denied his words with the feeling of making excuses.

“It’s just, ……I was a little surprised because it’s unfamiliar.”

The gaze that had been wandering here and there without a place to settle was caught by Rose at some point. Rose, who tilted his head as if catching the gaze that had left him, quietly looked down at Elijah. It was a gaze that made him feel guilty for no reason about his transparent inner thoughts.

“……Let’s go out now, Rose.”

Rose was still pretty and lovely, but the silence that started for no reason at this close distance was somehow a bit uncomfortable. Elijah lightly pushed his shoulder.

“I want to get some fresh air.”

At that moment, Rose’s body drew abruptly closer. The arm that suddenly entered below his back instantly lifted Elijah’s upper body. Elijah, who reflexively shrank at the sudden embrace, finally exhaled the breath he had been holding and stepped down to the floor.

“Ah.”

His knees buckled weakly. As if he had anticipated this, Rose skillfully embraced his waist. Elijah, barely supporting his body relying on his arms, breathed shallowly.

Elijah of the Forest

Elijah of the Forest

Status: Completed Released: 2 Free Chapter Every Wednesday
The mountain range that winds tightly around the Lantes River and stretches up like wings to the eastern edge. The deep forest of the river's upper reaches that flows twisting and turning between the ridges. Elijah has been living alone in that forest for 200 years. With nothing to do, his only daily routine is to float letters on the river every day according to the will left by his master. One day, while spending another day like any other, he picks up a baby by the riverside. "If I teach him well…… who knows? He might become a good vampire."

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