je_united gift fic for sexy_peach93 

Title: Vampiric Love (is Rough)

Pairing: Kitayama/Fujigaya, past mentioned Kitayama/Kamenashi

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Slapping, spanking, name calling, and swearing?

Summary: Kitayama is a centuries old vampire, who needs a fake mate to get the elders off his back, then he finds Fujigaya.

Notes: For sexy_peach93 , I hope this is what you wanted and that you enjoy this fic! It was a challenge for me to write, so I hope it’s something you like!

Fujigaya had tried to struggle out of his bonds, but the ropes just cut more into his skin. Part of him was still in disbelief, he had been captured on his way back to his home, it had been later than most would have recommended going home, especially alone, but Fujigaya never really did believe those tall tales. The tales of creatures that go bump in the night and drank the blood of their victims. It was just stories that were told to scare children into being home on time, right? But, here he was, being tied up and brought into some old castle that looked to be surprisingly well kept. The men holding on to him didn’t look exactly strong, but no matter how much Fujigaya struggled, he couldn’t manage to get away.

“Are you sure about this? You should consider another clan, a female. With your standing, this will not go over well.” A man looked down at him from the stairwell. Something about him seemed old, but as far as Fujigaya could tell he couldn’t be more than in his late thirties. Another man held up his hand, effectively silencing him. He was short with dark brown hair and a babyface. He was very attractive, not that Fujigaya was about to admit that outloud.

“This is only temporary, just until the elders get off my back. You have nothing to fear, Yamaguchi.” The man slowly walked towards Fujigaya, and once in front of him he lifted Fujigaya’s face to examine it. “Yes, he will do just fine. Take him to my room, I’ll be up shortly.”

Fujigaya wanted to shout, to scream, but since seeing the young man he had been struck silent. The two men left him on a big bed in a dark room, where he tried once again to get loose. The doors opened, and the lights suddenly flicked on. There was the young man, staring at him with almost a sleepy bored look. The door shut behind him without being touched, and suddenly Fujigaya’s hands were no longer tied. He tried to move, to will himself to run away, but his body refused to listen to him. The man looked him over again, a bit of mischief in his eyes.

“Oh fine, might as well let you try.” Fujigaya wasn’t sure what the man meant, but suddenly he felt like he had control of his limbs again. He debated on running, but if the man could stop him from moving with a single look, he didn’t dare. “Huh, smart boy.” When the man smiled, two sharp shiny fangs became visible.

“You’re a vampire, you’re not supposed to be real.” Fujigaya’s voice was hoarse from screaming earlier, when he had first been captured. He cleared his throat and willed himself to not be afraid.

“Yet here I am. Kitayama Hiromitsu,” Kitayama grinned at him, still showing his fangs. Fujigaya kept his gaze, determined not to show fear. “And you are Fujigaya Taisuke, son of the town baker and currently employed at the local tavern. Not well known for making too many close acquaintances and often scaring everyone away with outbursts. Pretty face, but any potential mate was scared off.”

Fujigaya glared at him, sure he had a bad reputation, but clearly this Kitayama had done his research. “And what exactly do you want from me? If you were planning to kill me you could have done that already, you want something.”

Kitayama continued with his grin, more than pleased with Fujigaya’s reactions. “I have a little issue I’d like you to help out with. You’ll be kept safe and no one here may touch you. In exchange for your help I will grant you whatever you want within my power.”

“And what exactly do you want me to do?” Fujigaya kept his stare, unsure of what to do with the information. If vampires were real, then what else was possible?

“The elder vampires have decided my single lifestyle is unacceptable and have decided I must find a mate. They would, of course, prefer I take a countess from my own species, however it’s not unheard of that we take a human for a mate. I want you to pretend to be my mate to be, just long enough for the elders to stop pestering me. When they stop, you’ll be free to go. They only check on me every hundred years or so, so once they are satisfied you may leave this place.” Kitayama watched him, like a cat watching a mouse. Fujigaya knew he didn’t really have a choice in all of this, that Kitayama had the power to make him.

“Why make it sound like I can refuse? You could easily use some power to force me. For that matter, why me?” Fujigaya was genuinely curious, he knew he probably should be more terrified, but the vampire didn’t seem to warrant as much panic as he knew he should be experiencing.

“Because, despite being a vampire, I want you to choose to help me. I picked you for two reasons. Your looks and that no one would miss you if you were gone for a few months.” Kitayama gave him a look over, as if wondering what his real response would be.

“I-” Fujigaya snapped his mouth shut, Kitayama was right no one would care if he was gone. It wasn’t unusual for people to just disappear, and it’s not like he was particularly close to anyone, even his own father. Kitayama was offering him three meals a day and a safe place to live. “Ok, what exactly do I have to do though? And shouldn’t you have picked a girl?” Fujigaya swallowed down his own preferences, he hadn’t taken a wife partly because he himself didn’t find them attractive.

“You and I both swing the same way it seems,” Kitayama shrugged his shoulders, apparently already knowing that as well. “As for what you have to do, stay by my side, pretend to fawn over me. We don’t have to do anything, but outside of these doors we should seem like we are in love and as the vampire master, you should act as my pet.” At the suggestion of being Kitayama’s pet, Fujigaya felt his body shiver in a way it never had before. This didn’t go unnoticed by Kitayama. “That is, unless you want things to happen,” his voice dropped low, and he licked his lips.

Fujigaya stared at him, wide eyed as Kitayama leaned forward. It was a very chaste kiss, it hardly counted as a kiss, it was over before Fujigaya could even respond. “Why did you stop?”

Kitayama chuckled, the noise low in his throat. He leaned forward and this time it was a proper kiss. Fujigaya kissed him back, a little out of practice. Kitayama let his fangs graze Fujigaya’s lower lip, Fujigaya let out a gasp, opening his mouth for Kitayama. A tongue slid against his own and Fujigaya couldn’t stop himself from moaning. It was over too soon, Kitayama pulling away with a grin. “Patience, we can get to more later, for now it’s time to show you around your home for the next few months.”

Fujigaya let out a whimper, but followed Kitayama as he was given the tour. He was filled in on what was expected of him, and how he was suppose to act. The staff kept their distance, and Fujigaya wasn’t sure if all of them were vampires, or human slaves. Once Kitayama was satisfied that Fujigaya wasn’t going to get lost, he shooed him into the bathroom for a bath. The water felt good on Fujigaya’s muscles.

“What am I doing?” Fujigaya mused, once alone. He wasn’t sure why he had agreed to all of this mess, but he couldn’t say he regretted it. Kitayama wasn’t lying, he wasn’t going to be missed and he didn’t have much to look forward to in his old life. He shook his head and let the warm water soothe him.

The following month was a blur for Fujigaya. He learned very quickly that Kitayama showed him a side that he didn’t permit others to see. To everyone else he was confident and exuded power. When they were alone, in the early hours of morning before Kitayama left him for bed, he saw a goofy and sweet side. The staff mostly avoided him, and he soon learned how he was expected to act. He had gotten good at following orders, at acting like a love sick pet who responded to every word from Kitayama.

In reality they hadn’t done much more than kiss, Kitayama pulling away or stopping things before they got too far. Part of Fujigaya was insulted that Kitayama had kidnapped him and wasn’t trying to get him into bed right away. Their kisses were gentle and sometimes passionate, but never did they cross the line. Word had been sent that someone from the Vampire Elder’s was going to be visiting soon, and Kitayama had become more withdrawn as the day of arrival neared. Fujigaya barely saw Kitayama, and he could tell the other was tense.

On a rare night, just before the arrival of the elder, Kitayama came to the bedroom. Fujigaya had pulled him close and let the vampire snuggle him. Despite the cold touch of Kitayama’s skin, Fujigaya enjoyed having the other close. “Why haven’t we gone any farther?”

Kitayama stiffened, “You want to?”

Fujigaya lifted Kitayama’s head and kissed him in answer. That night was the first time they actually had sex. Kitayama had been sweet and gentle, and Fujigaya was grateful. However, the more he had to practice his act as Kitayama’s pet, the more he wanted something different. He hadn’t brought it up yet, afraid that Kitayama would stop touching him altogether if he said something.

The day that their guest arrived, Kitayama had fastened a collar with a chain leash around his neck. With gentle kisses, Kitayama had promised that no matter how bad he treated Fujigaya that day, he didn’t mean it. Fujigaya wasn’t sure he understood what he meant. The collar was new, but not out of the ordinary since Fujigaya was playing the part of human “pet”.

A loud bell rang through the castle, and Kitayama gave him a quick gentle kiss. Fujigaya followed behind obediently, it was finally time. Yamaguchi opened the doors, his face serious. In walked a man that looked to be no older than Fujigaya himself. He had short brown hair and a very handsome face. Kitayama let out a low curse when he saw him. “Kamenashi, they sent you?”

The man smiled broadly at Kitayama, and let Yamaguchi take his coat from him. “Kitamitsu, it’s been centuries. I haven’t seen you since I took the position of elder, so of course I had to come see you when the chance arose.” Kamenashi didn’t look nearly as threatening as Fujigaya was expecting and part of him had started to relax. Suddenly the collar around his neck tightened and there was a yank on the chains.

“You mean when you left me and decided to marry Countess Mira?” Kitayama’s words were harsh, but even Fujigaya could see the small twinge of hurt and want in Kitayama’s face.

The two vampires stared at each other. Kamenashi looked a bit guilty, but he kept his gaze even. “I didn’t mean to hurt you like I did, I didn’t know you were so serious. I thought we were just playing around until we found mates like we were supposed to.”

“Well, I was serious, and you can rest assured I will never take the type of mate the rest of the elders want me to. In fact, my current pet here is someday going to be my mate.” Kitayama was tense as he spoke, his fingers tight on the chain as he tugged it more. The more frustrated Kitayama became, the tighter the collar went around Fujigaya’s neck. He could feel the leather cutting into his skin, nearly choking him. His body began to respond, and he tried to keep from moaning.

Kamenashi moved with blinding speed, and he was in front of Fujigaya immediately. Fujigaya was taller than him still, but not as badly so as with Kitayama. Like Kitayama had done when they first met, Kamenashi used a hand to examine Fujigaya’s face. “I have to admit he is a pretty one, when are you planning on changing him?” Apparently talk of the past was over, and Kamenashi was going to get down to the reason he was here.

Kitayama was thrown off by the question. “Changing him?” Kitayama forced his surprise down, his brain worked quickly. “I haven’t given much thought to it, but when the time is right I will.”

“Ehhh, you haven’t given much thought of making him a lasting mate? The elders wouldn’t be pleased with that answer, you know.” Kamenashi gave Kitayama a mischievous look. Then he leaned forward and kissed Fujigaya. It was rough and nothing like the kisses Fujigaya shared with Kitayama. With a yank, Kitayama separated them and put himself between them.

“Hands off.” His voice was dangerous as he spoke, Kamenashi raised an eyebrow before he let out a loud laugh. Kitayama glared at him.

“I thought, when you suddenly sent word to us that you had a potential mate, right after we had told you we would choose for you that it was suspicious. Knowing you, I thought you’d grab some good looking guy of the streets and make him up to be your mate-to-be. But, you seem to honestly be in love with him.” Kamenashi gave Kitayama a look, one Fujigaya couldn’t read. “I’m glad you found someone.” His face turned soft, and even Kitayama relaxed a little bit.

“Well, I have, so you can report back that I’ve found a mate and that I don’t need one chosen for me.” He tried to glare, but a bit of his happiness showed through. “You’re welcome to stay the night, but leave in the morning.”

“I’ll send word to them, but you and I both know they won’t be happy unless I give them a time frame when you will change this man over to one of our kind. Not every human can handle the change, but they’ll send someone other than me and do it themselves if you don’t act.” Kamenashi looked away, finally showing a side that wasn’t all scary vampire.

Kitayama tensed, and Fujigaya felt the collar tighten once again. This time he couldn’t hold back his moan. The collar loosened immediately and Kitayama looked at him in mild distress before he regained his composure. Kamenashi let out a laugh, loud and clear, he patted Kitayama on the shoulder before walking towards away, perfectly at home.

Kitayama watched him walk away before he dragged Fujigaya down the hall. He took them to a different section of the castle than where they always went. Fujigaya kept silent knowing that he should keep his mouth shut. Kitayama was tense. Fujigaya could tell, his throat ached from the collar being pulled so tightly. Kitayama led them to a room and let Fujigaya inside. They were in Kitayama’s bedchamber, which was a first for Fujigaya. They always stayed in Fujigaya’s room. It was dark, everything in black and dark reds. Kitayama finally took a deep breath, trying to let go of all his tension. Suddenly the collar was on the floor, Fujigaya didn’t need a mirror to know that there were marks. Kitayama eyed them, his brow furrowed. With gentle fingers he touched the marks, Fujigaya felt a warm sensation, Kitayama healing him. “I’m sorry…”

Fujigaya pulled Kitayama’s fingers away and leaned down, kissing him. It was sweet, and Kitayama visibly relaxed. “It’s fine, I kinda...enjoyed it?” Fujigaya could feel his face heating up and he looked away.

“Really? Why?” Kitayama seemed startled, but his fists flexed for a moment, so Fujigaya thought he wasn’t completely opposed to the idea.

“Yeah, I trust you to not really hurt me, and you can always heal me if you do, right?” Fujigaya could barely get the words to be audible, but with Kitayama’s vampiric hearing, he knew that he heard him. Lips were on him, passionate and rough. Fujigaya groaned when he felt Kitayama’s fangs lightly scrape his lower lip. Their tongues slid together, Kitayama’s skin was ice cold, but his mouth made Fujigaya feel like he was on fire.

“I’m not sure I can do it, but I’ll try, if it’s what you want,” Kitayama refused to look at him, making Fujigaya let out a low chuckle. A several centuries old vampire that could destroy him with one flick of his pinky, and here he was embarrassed in front of Fujigaya.

Fujigaya picked up Kitayama’s hand, “I want you to slap me, spank me, choke me, treat me like your toy,” Even the words sent a lightning bolt down his spine. He could imagine it, Kitayama’s cold hand harsh against his skin, the sting of pain from being slapped. Suddenly Fujigaya wanted it more than anything. Kitayama was hesitant, so Fujigaya used his own hand to guide Kitayama to slap him.

The angle was awkward, but the sound echoed throughout the room. The force of it caused Fujigaya’s neck to crack. The realization of just how much Kitayama always held back with him, made Fujigaya’s chest swell with affection. The heat from the slap made him painfully hard. Kitayama was staring at him wide eyed, but Fujigaya gave him a look that was all heat. Kitayama’s lips were on his again, and he pushed them back on to the bed. Fujigaya moaned, landing on the soft bed with Kitayama landing hard on top of him. A hand was suddenly in Fujgiaya’s hair and yanking back. The burn nearly caused his eyes to water. Kitayama kissed down his cheeks and neck. His hips rocked against Fujigaya’s proving that he too was hard. Suddenly he felt fangs on his neck, “Please, I want you to,” he wasn’t sure what to expect, but Kitayama’s fangs sunk into his neck. Fujigaya felt euphoric and over sensitive, but he couldn’t get enough. He could feel his blood flowing out of his neck, Kitayama lapping at it hungrily. After a minute, the sensation subsided and Fujigaya felt his neck wounds heal. Kitayama pulled back, his eyes several shades darker and his mouth dripped blood, his blood.

Kitayama kept a hand in his hair, forcing Fujigaya’s head to remain where he wanted it. With a few more yanks he released him, only to set another ringing slap against Fujigaya’s opposite cheek. The move surprised Fujigaya, who let out a loud moan. Kitayama ripped Fujigaya’s clothes off of his body, his own followed after. Naked, and so hard it hurt Fujigaya let Kitayama move him as he liked. With a rough shove, Fujigaya was forced on to his stomach. A hand landed hard on his ass, the burn caused Fujigaya’s cock to twitch. Kitayama gave Fujigaya’s other cheek a matching handprint before he pushed Fujigaya to turn over again. He got a hand in Fujigaya’s hair again and forced him in front of his cock. Fujigaya opened his mouth willingly, Using his hair to move him, Kitayama thrust deep inside Fujigaya’s throat. He continued to fuck his throat, Fujigaya’s eyes began to water, but the burn felt so good. Fujigaya’s own hands had been limp the entire time, but he felt like he was going to pass out from how hard he was. Fujigaya tried to will his hands to move, but something kept him still. Fujigaya looked up with tears in his eyes at Kitayama, “I didn’t say you could touch yourself, you little fucking whore. You are some kind of shit-ass crazy mother fucker to get off on this. Go ahead, come.”

The Kitayama forcing his way down Fujigaya’s throat was every bit the powerful vampire that was feared. Fujigaya shivered, and his hand suddenly worked. He touched the base of his cock and moved his hands up, but it was too much. The slightest touch forced his orgasm upon him. Kitayama continued to fuck his face as he came, his come splattered across the bed. With one rough tug, Kitayama pulled Fujigaya off his cock. Fujigaya coughed, his throat sore.

Fujigaya regained himself a bit, he could already feel himself grow hard once again. He turned on to his stomach, his ass stuck in the air. He looked over at Kitayama who looked like he was having a fight with himself for control. “Fuck me, please?”

Kitayama didn’t take much more convincing. He pulled a small jar of oil out from his bedside table, coated his fingers, and thrust two into Fujigaya at once. “Beg for me, tell me what you want,”  his voice was rough and low as he spoke.

“Please, please, please, fuck me, drink my blood, call me names, please,” Fujigaya wasn’t sure he was making sense, already hard again. Kitayama’s rough jabs rammed against his prostate, causing Fujigaya to scream. It was rough and fast, four fingers being shoved into him. Using his other hand, Kitayama forced Fujigaya to look back at him, their lips touched, surprisingly sweet.

The fingers were gone and Fujigaya cried out, Kitayama pushed him onto his back and kissed him. The kiss was passionate and sweet. Kitayama lined himself up and pushed into Fujigaya completely in one go. Fujigaya groaned into the kiss, Kitayama didn’t let up, starting a quick hard pace. All Fujigaya could do was grasp desperately at Kitayama’s shoulders, his cock hard and pressed between them. Kitayama kept his pace, fucking Fujigaya as hard as he dared. He kissed down Fujigaya’s neck, licking at spots. “You want me to suck your blood? I bet you’ll come the moment I do, you little slut,” Kitayama sunk his fangs into Fujigaya’s flesh.

Fujigaya felt completely disoriented when he came to, he felt wet heat on his stomach and Kitayama was whispering sweet nothing to him suddenly. Fujigaya was confused, he let out a noise, his throat still hurt. “What happened?”

“You came when I drank your blood,” Kitayama gave him a kiss, still hard and inside of him. “Want me to keep going?”

Fujigaya nodded, more than satisfied with life. Kitayama continued his pace from before, chasing his own release. He came with a cry, and collapsed on top of Fujigaya. Kitayama pulled out and laid next to him, worry in his face. “I’m ok, really, it’s what I wanted.” Kitayama didn’t look convinced, but he said nothing. Instead he kissed him, and Fujigaya felt all his aches and pains disappear as they kissed lazily.  “Hey, about what Kamenashi was saying, about me becoming a vampire, I kinda want to?”

Kitayama opened his eyes and stared at Fujigaya. “No, it’s risky, and you should live your human life. Once Kamenashi leaves you shouldn’t have to stay here.”

“But, I want to stay. I don’t have a life to go back to, not really, and I want to stay with you.” Fujigaya felt himself growing hot from saying it outloud. “You never agreed that we were even before, well this is what I want, I want to be with you forever. Change me.” He said it with such confidence that it almost didn’t sound like himself, but Fujigaya was sure this is what he wanted.

Kitayama hesitated, he heard Fujigaya plea some more. “You may not survive, I might lose you,” Kitayama looked at Fujigaya, whose face was still determined. “You better life through this!” He instructed Fujigaya back into his clothes, his body felt better than ever thanks to Kitayama’s healing. He laid back down on the bed and looked at Kitayama expectantly. With a deep breath, Kitayama leaned down and bit into Fujigaya’s neck. The euphoric feelings came rushing back to Fujigaya, but this time was followed by a sharp pain. He screamed, his body unable to move, but desperately wanting to run away. Tears fell down his face as the pain became too much, and Fujigaya’s world went black.

Kitayama pulled away, a somber look on his face. He had been born a Vampire, so he didn’t know what it felt like, but he had heard stories from others. The pain, the awful visions, and the fever that took over the body for three full days. He wrapped Fujigaya in blankets, and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Please, survive this.”

He left the room, dawn approaching, he knew where he would find Kamenashi though. He walked into the library and found the other man sipping blood from a wine glass, Kamenashi looked up and met Kitayama’s eyes. “You changed him?” it wasn’t really a question, the look on Kitayama’s face already told him everything. “He’ll be ok, he truly does love you,” Kamenashi sighed and looked to his feet. “I really am sorry, you know? About how things ended.” His voice was quiet, but Kitayama could still hear him. It was the first time Kitayama had heard Kamenashi apologize about anything.

Kitayama clenched his fists, his nails cut into his skin but healed instantly. “I want to be mad, to say that I never want to see you again. But, the truth is, I still care about you. I was hurt, but in the end, I think I loved you too much to stay mad at you. I think, I forgave you a long time ago, but I didn’t want to because then I’d really have to let go. I think I can now though.”

Kamenashi looked up at Kitayama in surprise. He pulled him into a hug the next second, “So you really forgive me?”

“Yeah, your blood may not be as amazing as Fujigaya’s but it’s still too sweet for me to hate,” Kitayama grinned into their hug. Kamenashi laughed, they looked at each other, the hurt was still there, but with time they could probably be friends again.

“So, in three days we should have a new vampire? The elders aren’t going to be pleased that you took a male mate, but they will be happy that our numbers increased.” Kamenashi gave Kitayama’s shoulder a squeeze. “He’ll be ok, he’s pretty tough for a human, to put up with you. I’ll report to the elders and I promise they’ll leave you alone.”

Kitayama watched as Kamenashi left, feeling a peace that he had never felt before. Part of him was still worried, he spent the night hours taking care of Fujigaya, cooling down his body with clothes and whispering encouragement to him. On the third day, Fujigaya was still not awake and Kitayama was starting to panic. Three days was the norm, but it wasn’t unheard of to take longer. Kitayama refused to leave Fujigaya’s side, not eating or sleeping.

On the fourth night, Kitayama was starting to regret what he had done when he heard movement. Fujigaya opened his eyes and forced himself to sit upright. He looked around the room bewildered. His skin was now as pale as Kitayama’s and his hair was shinier. He looked amazing, and Kitayama was so happy to see him awake that he flung his arms around him. Fujigaya smiled and rubbed Kitayama’s back. “Sorry I worried you, but I survived?” Fujigaya smiled sheepishly, Kitayama called him an idiot before kissing him.

It took several weeks for Fujigaya to get the hang of his new life, his body stronger and more powerful than he was used to. There were a lot of broken things, but Kitayama didn’t mind. They had centuries to figure it all out. True to Kamenashi’s word, the elders had left them alone, only sending their congratulations. They still sometimes pretended Fujigaya was Kitayama’s pet, though more roughly since Fujigaya’s pain tolerance was much higher now. Kitayama indulged him, so long as at the end of the night, they still got to cuddle.

Fujigaya had started this as a human with no future and no place in this word, but now, as a vampire and Kitayama’s mate, he had finally found a purpose. Sometimes he regretted that his father would never know what really happened to him, but with Kitayama’s body against him, he felt like this was the only place in the world that was just for him.