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When the Bloody Moon Rises	By : Mina-chan95 Category: +S through Z > Togainu no Chi Views: 48 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own Togainu no Chi.

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Alright, and before the Halloween decided to update this project because it would have taken ages to write the pilot chapter for the priest!Shiki x vampire!Akira one-shot (which would have become into another serial x'D)
A-anyway, not sure whether mixing blood succ with some stuff worked well, but nevertheless, it was a fun practice ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )
Besides, after the great concilium on Discord, this chapter become what it become now too~
And as always,
Enjoy~
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Some time passes. Finally, the hunter wakes up. Unfortunately, he cannot remove the blanket or move too much because something heavy resting next to him.
After rolling to the other side and opening his eyes, Akira notices a familiar furry fellow lying next to him and observing him with his red, loving eyes.
‘‘What do you want from me?’’ Or so, he murmurs.
Instead of answering, the big feline only deeply purrs while snuggling his head on the hunter’s arm. Lastly, the panther extends his paw and places it on this human.
Meanwhile, Akira sighs and thinks about how this stupid cat acts as he wants again while kneading him.
While he stares at Shiki, he notices that instead of having a name tag, he has a silver cross attached to his leather collar and that his carried sword is missing.
But for now, as the silver-haired man tries to get his arm back, he complains ‘‘Why are you doing this? Just let me get up.’’.
Unfortunately, it’s easier to say than done. Although, it’s not only because of how Shiki sinks his nails into his shoulder or uses his arm as a pillow.
Whether or not it’s a coincidence, the longer Akira stares into these mesmerizing crimson eyes, the more his body slowly sinks into a deep sleep and refuses to do what he wants. Despite that, his mind is still sharp and clear.
In any case, he cannot let anyone control him. That’s why he must do something before he falls into Shiki’s deadly trap.
Suddenly, he closes his eyes and shakes his head. Finally, the blue-eyed hunter feels like being released from the terrible curse, and his body responds belongs to him again.
After brushing Shiki’s paw off his shoulder, Akira pulls his arm out from under the feline’s head.
Even if the red-eyed panther hisses and reveals his sharp fangs, such an agitated reaction does not affect the hunter, who keeps a poker face. For now, he has to remain as calm as possible and not show any signs of fear.
While Akira doesn’t remove his cold blue eyes from Shiki’s, he narrows his gaze ‘‘Just because you locked me here, it doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want with me. I’m not your prisoner or a plaything.’’.
However, the hunter widens his eyes as the big feline tackles him and corners him.
The piercing, glowing red eyes alone warn the hunter that he might be in big trouble.
After the panther lands one paw on his prey’s chest, he observes the human’s reaction as his nails sink.
Meanwhile, Akira turns his head away and covers his mouth with an elbow as the sharp nails slowly trace down his chest and tear his t-shirt. At least, all he can do is close his eyes and silently endure the pain as his skin gets scratched and the first blood shows up.
So, will this stupid cat eat him? Or so Akira wonders as he closes his eyes and exhales.
Meanwhile, the deadly predator lifts his paw and sniffs it.
For sure, the hunter’s blood scent is delicious. Yet, does it taste that well? That’s why the red-eyed beast decides not to wait any longer.
Finally, the panther sticks his tongue and carefully licks it.
Suddenly, Shiki freezes in the same spot for a few moments. Soon enough, his eyes sparkle with excitement, and he begins to purr.
Once he is done cleaning his paw, he leans closer to the silver-haired man’s chest. Lastly, the big feline’s tongue works on Akira’s wounds.
Yet, the hunter gasps and arches his back as the panther’s rough tongue runs over his skin. More so, it’s nothing different from the sensation of the domestic cat grooming bare skin and treating it as fur.
Therefore, he instinctively attempts to push Shiki’s head with his palms before his wounds will be worse. Unfortunately, it’s impossible to remove a cat from his favorite snack.
Perhaps, like any other big feline, Shiki either does this to insert his dominance over his target or anyone else or mess with him before eating him. Or so Akira assumes himself while the nocturnal creature feasts on him.
For now, all he can do is close his eyes and turn his head away while the dark panther cleans his wounds.
Eventually, the burning pain in his chest slowly melts away, and the feline’s tongue doesn’t feel as rough as sandpaper when he listens to the panther’s purring. More so, these deep vibrations against his body strangely calm him down.
Yet, he gets alerted as soon as the red-eyed feline’s tongue reaches his exposed neck and cheek.
While he is getting teased, Akira addresses the panther ‘‘The hell you’re doing? You stupid cat…’’. Although, his voice doesn’t seem to reach Shiki.
This arrogant beast even looks straight into his eyes with a smug gaze.
Certainly, if the blue-eyed man had a bottle of holy water, he would use it to scare away such an insolent cat and run as fast as he can. But for now, he patiently waits until the panther is done with him because if he tries to shake him off, his neck will be bitten off.
In the end, Shiki closes his eyes and rubs his cheek against Akira’s. For now, marking this stubborn human with his scent and remind his place should be enough. Or so the red-eyed panther decides as he yawns and delightfully stares at the hunter.
After jumping from the bed, Shiki proudly walks away with his lifted tail. Surprisingly, even in this form, the nocturnal creature opens the door with his paws and leaves Akira alone in the room.
Lastly, the silver-haired man is confused about what just happened and why Shiki had to use his panther form to mess around instead of approaching him in the vampire form. After all, he already knows who truly the dark-haired man is.
Therefore, there is no need for the vampire to shape-shift and pretend to be something he isn’t, right? Or so Akira wonders as he sits and rubs his neck while observing the scratched chest.
However, he understands if he stays any longer in this place, he will either perish by that man’s hand or be eaten alive. That’s why he has to leave this room and escape this castle as soon as possible. It doesn’t matter what happens next to him. Pointless worries like that can wait until he can finally enjoy his freedom.
After carefully approaching the opened door, Akira nervously swallows saliva and takes a peek outside. By far, there is no sight of the lord of this castle or any servants in the corridor.
Yet, he waits longer to make sure Shiki is nowhere near and won’t capture him.
Gladly, the blue-eyed hunter memorized the route when he was carried like a wounded princess.
‘‘That bastard should have knocked me out or at least blindfolded me before bringing me into this prison. So, it’s his fault for being a reckless fool who should never underestimate his potential prey.’’ Or so Akira thinks to himself as he takes the first step outside the bedroom.
Although his first steps are careful, the further he wanders, the more he becomes bolder and rushes his steps. Yet, after hearing the slightest noise, the silver-haired hunter hides behind the nearest corner or any bigger object.
Akira is even concerned about what happens if anyone hears his loud heartbeat. Fortunately, these armor suits are armed with fine swords, spears, or axes because it will only make his great escape easier.
After snatching away the broadsword, he gets alerted by the sudden metal clacking, and, with no hesitation, he runs.
Corner after corner, the hunter had no time to wonder how no one chasing him or trying to stop him in this endless maze.
Soon enough, he spots the exit gate. Just a bit, and he is a step closer to escaping from this demonic castle.
Unfortunately, Akira hears how something enormous and metallic is rapidly chasing him. More importantly, it will catch up with him in a matter of seconds.
There is no way that he will outrun his opponent. Lastly, the heavy axe swings at him.
After dodging the attack, the hunter uses his chance while the armored knight is busy by pulling the weapon from the ground.
One sudden strike into the side, and the cut-in-half monster collapses. Surprisingly, there is no blood or the creature’s scream, only the loud sound of clanking metal.
Lastly, Akira roughly breathes while dumbfounded staring at the shattered empty pieces of armor. However, when he slaps himself, he returns to his senses and fled toward the gate.
Some time passed. As Akira deeply wanders into the courtyard and studies his surroundings, he senses a high tension, as he is not the only living being here.
Suddenly, something thick and thorny wraps around his leg and almost makes him fall.
Yet, without a second thought, Akira cuts down whatever assaults him.
As soon as it loosens the grasp around his leg, the hunter kicks it off.
When he turns back, he notices the remains of the plant which sprouted from the concrete. Even if it is only a weed, it gave the silver-haired man more trouble than he needs. Despite that, he has to move on.
Soon enough, the hunter is alerted as the tiles fly across the field and something enormous sprouts in front of him.
Apparently, it’s a few meters high man-eater plant wiggles its stem and closed blossom, spitting out the human skull and bones.
Meanwhile, Akira manages to reflect the sent attack. Lastly, he grips the broadsword and aims at the stem.
Unfortunately, his strike didn’t even scratch the deadly flower, and it only infuriates it.
Suddenly, the man-eater plant widely opens its fleshy slimy blossom and spreads the dozen of spores.
Although the blue-eyed hunter covers his mouth with his palm, he still inhales it. In the end, he feels dizzy and barely can stand on his feet.
More so, when he forces himself to move, several roots from the ground surround him and block his way.
After these roots wrap around his body, Akira desperately wiggles his body to escape from the tightening grasp.
Yet, his effort is useless, and he is getting closer to his demise. He already knows he’ll become a mere snack for this monstrosity, but he continues struggling for his life.
The silver-haired man almost throws up as the stench of rotting flesh from the creature’s mouth gets stronger.
Noticing the razor-sharp teeth on each petal and inside the man-eater’s throat convinces Akira that his suffering will last long. In this case, Death’s touch would be like a blessing to him.
In the end, the enormous plant loosens its roots and Akira shakily closes his eyes before diving into the monster’s throat.
Suddenly, he hears the torn flesh and the creature’s eery screeching.
And a second later, the silver-haired man safely lands in someone’s arms while the dead plant collapses.
However, even if his eyes are closed, Akira can recognize to whom belonged that murderous and dark energy.
After opening his big blue eyes, he notices non-other than the same red-eyed vampire who stripped away his pride as a hunter.
When Akira is carried by this man again, he gives him an indignant look.
Yet, Shiki is unaffected by such a gaze and sighs ‘‘Just turn around for a single moment, and you ended up like this.’’.
Meanwhile, the silver-haired man turns his head away and says nothing. Of course, he could try to push the vampire away, but he understands that he will be captured again.
Even if he had his trustworthy combat knife, Shiki will hit it from his hand before he even attempted to stab his chest. Therefore, he has to swallow his pride and admit his shameful defeat again.
Some time passed. After storming into the bedroom, the dark-haired man locks the door and tosses Akira onto the bed. This time, instead of approaching this reckless human, Shiki stands and silently stares at him.
Surely, the silver-haired man doesn’t care about the vampire’s disappointed gaze or what he thinks of him. Yet, it pisses him off how this arrogant creature has the audacity to judge him and make it look like it is his fault.
After shaking his head, Akira half sits up and breaks the silence ‘‘What do you want from me now?’’.
Instead of giving the wanted answers, the nocturnal creature narrows his gaze while removing his coat and tossing it on the end of the bed.
As the silver-haired man grids his teeth and grasps the bedsheet, he adds ‘‘What is your problem? If you have nothing to say, leave! I don’t want to see you, you fucking bastard-’’.
Suddenly, a harsh slap is sent across Akira’s face, which makes him turn away. For now, he dumbfounded stares while carefully placing his fingertips on the hurt and burning cheek.
Soon enough, Shiki leans closer and grabs him by the t-shirt. After bringing the blue-eyed hunter close to him, the vampire gives him a piercing gaze ‘‘Do you still not understand your position? You are not allowed to leave until I say so.’’.
While his cold blue eyes show no signs of fear, Akira replies ‘‘Fuck you… You won’t keep me under the locks forever as your plaything. Nor I’ll submit to you, vampire.’’.
After releasing the t-shirt and sitting on the bed, the red-eyed vampire cracks a smile ‘‘Hmph. Looks like a dog still lacks discipline. Fine. I’ll train you how to behave.’’. Lastly, his placed hand on the belly slides down to the crotch.
Such a gesture alerts the hunter, and he pushes Shiki away ‘‘Get away from me!’’. After covering his face with an elbow and deeply breathes.
As he observes the nocturnal creature in front of him, he adds ‘‘I get it… You, vampires, are dead cold-blooded creatures. More importantly, you are envious of us humans, that you lost your privilege of dying and how the blood also doesn’t circulate in your body. Therefore, all you can do to satisfy yourself is by watching how you make others suffer. But you cannot do anything about yourself. Even succubi and incubi are powerless and cannot help you.’’.
Of course, Akira naively believes that his words will provoke the vampire’s rage and he’ll kill him instantly. Now, he closes his eyes and impatiently waits for his doom.
However, no matter how long he waits, his death takes time.
Instead, he opens his eyes as the dark-haired man chuckles and addresses him ‘‘So, this concerns you? Then, it’s your duty to satisfy your owner and stay by his side.’’. Lastly, while Shiki gives a strangely sleepy gaze, his crimson eyes start glowing, and he gives a command in a calming yet sensible purring in his voice ‘‘Come here.’’.
After climbing on the bed and holding Akira’s chin, he stares into these deep blue eyes.
Even if the silver-haired man’s mind remains sharp and clear, his body is paralyzed.
No matter how hard he tries to resist, his own body doesn’t listen to him. It’s like every little part of his body does not belong to him anymore but to the vampire.
In the end, Shiki comments ‘‘Looks like you are still aware of what is happening to you. Good. It will help you understand to whom you belong.’’.
After sitting behind the hunter, Shiki allows Akira to rest his back against his chest. Lastly, he places his hand on his prey’s neck and slides it down to the shoulder.
“You are stiff. Maybe this will help you to relax.” Or so, the nocturnal creature adds as he wraps one arm around this human while the other rests on his groin and rubs it.
Of course, Akira would push him away immediately if he could. Unfortunately, his own body betrays him, and he even cannot bite his tongue off. For now, all he can do is endure whatever the vampire prepared for him.
Lastly, Shiki unzips his pants and slides his hand inside the underwear. After pulling Akira’s semi-hard cock, he comments “Look at yourself. Your body already responds to my touch like this.”.
No matter how hard the silver-haired hunter tries to shake off this arrogant fellow, his effort is useless. He even lets out a sudden gasp as the nocturnal creature’s gloved hand roughly grasps around his weeping arousal and strokes it.
More important, when that man messes around with him like this, Akira feels how the heat rushes to his cheeks and feverishly breathes.
Perhaps, his body only acts this way thanks to whatever spell that arrogant vampire put him. Otherwise, he won’t arouse by someone’s touch like this, right? Or so Akira wonders while he blissfully stares into the void.
For now, as Shiki’s hand moves faster, the blue-eyed hunter cannot hold back his voice and lets out these soft moans. At least the blue-eyed hunter manages to shakily close his eyes and impatiently wait until he’ll get relieved.
Unfortunately, just as Akira is so close to cumming, his partner removes his hand. For sure, such a gesture confuses and frustrates him. On the other hand, he finally has control over his body.
Instead of covering himself, his first instinct is turning his head and giving a questioning yet blushing gaze.
Such a reaction entertains Shiki, and he cracks a smile ‘‘What’s wrong? You must do it by yourself.’’.
Despite being left unsatisfied, Akira keeps his remaining pride and does not go any lower by obeying the vampire. As the hunter frowns, he gives a stubborn look ‘‘Why should I finish what someone else started?’’.
‘‘Do you expect to do nothing while you selfishly drown yourself in pleasure? I don’t need a mindless doll. So, show me how much you want me.’’ Or so, Shiki backfires as he grabs his partner’s palm and brings it to the lower regions, which desperately begs for the touch.
Of course, such movement bewilders Akira, yet he won’t allow himself to get humiliated any longer.
‘‘I don’t care what you do you think about me! I’ll rather die than obey you.’’ Or so the hunter declares. Lastly, he gathers all the remaining courage and closes his eyes before taking his own life.
However, he widens his eyes as he feels how suddenly Shiki slips his fingers inside his mouth and ends up biting them instead of his tongue.
In the end, the noble creature of the night comments ‘‘Hmph. Not only do you keep running away but also biting the same hand that feeds you…’’.
After a brief pause, he turns Akira’s head and leans close to his neck ‘‘I won’t let you be taken away even by Death. Never forget - you belong to me.’’. Lastly, when a couple of sharp fangs appear, the vampire sinks them into his exposed prey’s neck.
Suddenly, the silver-haired man lets out a shivery gasp as these fangs penetrate his skin like needles. Yet, he closes his eyes and bites into the same fingers to surpass his voice.
Eventually, as the hunter feels how Shiki slowly drinks his blood, he becomes drowsy. More so, he doesn’t mind how the same vampire’s hand, which grasps his, now wraps his palm around his hard-on and moves it for him.
Even if Shiki removes his palm, Akira picks up the same rhythm and grasps around his cock. It doesn’t matter anymore whether or not is another vampire’s spell. He only wants to relieve himself.
Meanwhile, the dark-haired man lets out quiet purring-like noises while enjoying the sweet treat. More importantly, it’s been a while since he had such a rich taste and nutritious blood.
Therefore, he has to savor every little drop of it as if it was the finest drink but without draining too much Akira. After all, humans have a limited amount of blood. So, a single reckless feast can be the first and also the last one for his target.
This is the first time when the nocturnal creature has to restrain himself from drinking the blood as well, and it’s a hard task.
But for now, Akira fastens his hand’s movement, and it’s a matter of time before he reaches the climax. Lastly, he lets out a long moan, and his vision becomes white as he shoots hot semen over himself.
While he rests against his partner’s chest, all he can do is blankly stare and catch his breath. He isn’t bothered lying in his own mess or how the nocturnal creature still drinks from him.
However, as Shiki withdraws his face from Akira’s neck, he licks the blood traces from a couple of the red spots.
For sure, it’s like a good waking call for the silver-haired man. While he attempts to push away the vampire, he asks in a groaning voice ‘‘The hell you’re doing?’’.
Yet, as soon as Shiki is done finishing his meal, he replies ‘‘Haven’t anyone taught you about not wasting food? And be grateful that I cleaned your wounds.’’.
Before Akira protests any further, the vampire leaves the bed and lifts him into his arm. Lastly, he adds ‘‘You’ll going with me because I won’t let a dirty animal lie on the clean bedsheet.’’. And with these words, the hunter is being carried from the bedroom.
He doesn’t know where is he taken, yet he refuses to struggle. After all, he’ll be dragged back by the collar no matter how many times or how far he runs away.
Some time passes. After a while of wandering in the corridors, they reach their destination place. Apparently, it’s the almost identical bathroom to the one he was in before, aside from a few tiny details.
After Shiki carefully lowers Akira, he gives a brief command ‘‘Strip.’’.
‘‘Huh? Why should I? Leave me alone, and I’ll do.’’ Or so the blue-eyed man objects.
As the dark-haired man closes his eyes and crosses his arms, he replies ‘‘You cannot be left alone without being monitored. Besides, if you can undress in front of the panther form, then, there is no difference now. So, stop complaining and hurry up.’’.
That stupid and stubborn bastard won’t let him have a break, does he? It can’t be helped... If the only way to get rid of him is by playing along with him. Or so Akira thinks to himself while he gives a deadly glare and removes his t-shirt.
Despite the temptation to throw his clothes at the arrogant vampire, who doesn’t remove his eyes from him, he holds back. After swallowing his pride, he finishes undressing and rushes to the deep bathtub.
No matter how much time passes when he sits and waits for Shiki to assault him, nothing happens.
After turning his head, he notices the vampire sitting next to the edge of the bath, who addresses him ‘‘What is it? You can wash on your own.’’.
For some reason, Akira is annoyed to hear these words. Yet, he has to do what he has to do. Even if this pesky fellow monitors him.
On the other hand, Shiki doesn’t look interested in assaulting him. Or at least, Akira hopes so.
As soon as he finishes cleaning himself, he widens his eyes as something soft and fluffy is thrown on his hair. Soon enough, he hears another demand ‘‘Get up and dry yourself.’’.
After grasping the towel, Akira dries his hair and climbs from the bathtub while he gives Shiki an irritated look. For sure, he doesn’t like being observed as a runaway prisoner by that man.
On the other hand, if he hasn’t tried to escape, he might have had at least a bit of privacy and not been harassed. Or so Akira convinces himself.
After he finished drying himself, he wraps the towel around his waist and was about to pick up his clothes.
Yet, Shiki roughly grabs his hand ‘‘Leave it. You don’t need them anymore because these are as good as a floor mop.’’.
Even if this annoying vampire tests his patience, he clenches his hand into a fist and remains silent. Lastly, while Shiki holds his hand, he prompts him to leave the bathroom.
After a while of being dragged through the corridor while wearing nothing but a short towel, they finally reached the familiar bedroom. However, all that time, the silver-haired man could feel how his ears were burning from embarrassment.
When they enter the room, the first thing that Akira notices is that someone cleaned the room while they were gone and left neatly folded clothes on the pillow.
For some reason, he isn’t happy how Shiki’s servants left the gray pajama only for the master of this castle while leaving his guest with nothing. At some point, he is upset about how the nocturnal creature treats him as a quick meal and a toy with no sense of shame.
Suddenly, he is caught off guard by the push on his lower back and the dark-haired man’s voice ‘‘Do want to catch a cold? Put them on.’’.
Despite being confused and uncertain about this, Akira picks up this outfit and starts buttoning the pajama shirt. Surprisingly, he already feels comfortable wearing it, and that light, silky touch against his skin is pleasant too.
Lastly, he puts the remaining pieces. Even if these clothes are slightly too big for him, he tells himself not to be too picky. After all, he is not in a position to complain about minor details.
‘‘Why are you doing this?’’ Or so, Akira asks while he doubtfully stares at Shiki.
However, instead of receiving the wanted answers, he hears a simple reply ‘‘You live here.’’.
Akira is not happy with how this big feline decides his fate for him. On the other hand, if he patiently waits for when Shiki would lower his guard, he could finish him off and, perhaps, make this place into his new home.
But for now, he has to play along with whatever the ruler of the castle has prepared for him. Besides, it will be a perfect chance to study his target and learn more about him. Hopefully, it might also help him understand Shiki’s behavior and why as mere food for the vampire as Akira lives for so long.
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