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It happened again. The faewild’s effects consume Frost’s mind and control him into thinking he’s a vampire and that his friends were his prey once again. The previous victim from his last attack still has a scar that makes the feral side of Frost grin. Remembering the taste of Gricko’s sweet blood and the beautiful fear that was locked in his eyes as Frost bit down on the flesh with his sharp fangs and licked up the flowing red liquid. Frost’s tail twitches at the memory. He knows he should tell his friends about the curse and that he shouldn’t want to bite Gricko again but the pleasure that runs through his body is stronger when he thinks about it is stronger than usual. He needs to bite Gricko.
So that’s what he did, gnawing down on his neck hard enough to make the blood instantly flow out onto his tongue.
“F-Frosty, what the fuck! Are you in that vampire thing again!?” Gricko yells out and tries to get Frost off as his body begins to shake. “Frosty, snap outta it!” Frost hesitantly removes his maw from Gricko’s neck and looks at the gorgeous sight in front of him. That same fear was in his eyes just like last time, but there’s a bit of pleasure and lust that hides behind the widened eyes that stare back at Frost. Frost’s eyes wander Gricko’s body, wondering where he should bite next. His collarbone seems like a good place. Frost bites down on Gricko’s exposed collarbone and his tongue quickly laps up the blood with his tongue.
The cat-like tongue drags out a breathy moan from the goblin. Gricko’s hands tremble as he tries to stop Frost from biting him but he doesn’t budge. He squirms as the pleasure in his body gets overwhelming. He shouldn’t enjoy this, this isn’t his Frosty… But he can’t help but moan when he feels those sharp teeth press down hard enough to cause blood to flow down his body while Frost’s eager tongue attempts to get every single drop. This shouldn’t be making him moan and the purpose of this fae curse was to hurt him, not give him an erection! Frost has bitten him at certain times but it wasn’t to harm him. Is his body just confusing these attacks as signs of affection and desire? Gricko can’t imagine a single reason why this was turning him on so much but Frost’s penetrating make those thoughts come to an end. A loud, broken moan leaves the short man’s mouth as a furry paw slides down his chest to the growing bulge in his pants.
“You like this?” Frost seems genuinely confused by this and pulls his face away from Gricko’s collarbone, revealing how soaked his fur is from his blood. Gricko whines at the sight in front of him and hesitantly nods. Before he could defend himself, the paw slightly pressed down on his crotch. Gricko gasps down a moan and squirms more. Frost wraps his arm around Gricko’s waist, keeping him in place as he begins to palm Gricko.
The tabaxi uses his free paw and runs it up and down Gricko’s body, softly caressing the wound on his collarbone and tugging at his pants. Frost lifts up Gricko’s shirt and nibbles on the soft flesh a lot softer, still hard enough to draw blood but softer than what he did with his neck and collar. The curse must be wearing off a bit. The small nips and touches send little shocks of electricity through his body as his vision begins to go blurry and he starts seeing stars. “O-Oh gods- Frosty, I think I’m-” Frost palms Gricko faster and bites down on his side. Gricko’s back subtly arches as his vision goes completely blurred.
“ FUCK! ” He yells out as Frost begins to feel Gricko’s pants get damp. When Gricko finally snaps back into reality, he’s faced with a bloody tabaxi with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Maybe I should bite you more, would you like that?” Frost nuzzles his head into Gricko’s face and purrs. “Did I hurt you too badly? I’m sorry…” The real Frost was slowly coming back as that grin falters and that bloodlust leaves his eyes. “I’m fine, Frosty… Felt kinda nice…” Gricko muttered. “We should get washed. Do you want to…” Frost stops himself from finishing his sentence and looks embarrassed.
Gricko chuckles “Yeah, we could shower together… I think it’s too late for me to heal though… Might just heal halfway or turn into a few scars…” Frost looks down in disappointment “I’m sorry that I can’t control myself when I get that curse…” “Frosty, it’s fine. Yer not in the right mind when yer like that.” It’s not fine! I keep hurting you! I don’t even know why you’re still dating me at this point when I’ve done all-” Frost quickly gestures to the wounds and his blood covered face “-this!”
Gricko makes random shapes with his finger on Frost’s fur. “Cause I love you a lot and you mean a lot to me. I know that you love me back, even when you don’t say it as often as I say it to you but I can tell by the way you get concerned and worried about me, like right now.” Frost stares at Gricko “... Let’s shower. I wanna kiss you but it would be nasty since I have your blood all over my mouth.” Frost holds Gricko’s hand as they walk to the shower room.
“Y’know, I knew this one guy that had a girlfriend…” Gricko continues to tell Frost the story while Frost listens in disgust but loves when Gricko tells his stories. He just loved everything about Gricko.