Trapped the Vampire Disciple

First Kiss Things

"Nick your tongue."

"Why would I do that?" ask Zeline doesn't understand.

Athlas' hand gripped Zeline's cheek roughly, "I told you, you'll get punished."

Everything the vampire did was painful, Zeline had no idea what Athlas was going to do. He was so scared that he could only obediently stick out his tongue.

In the next instant, Zeline was made to be extremely shocked as Athlas' face approached her face and lightning-fast grabbed her tongue.

"What is..."

Both of Zeline's eyes widened.

Both lips touched. Not only that, Athlas biting Zeline's tongue with sharp fangs until it bled, can be felt a sense of carnation in his mouth.

"...S...!"

Be ill.

Trying to rebel, but in vain. His every move could not get rid of the young vampire. Clear liquid escaped from the corner of the eye, his tongue felt hot and stinging.

Athlas's breath felt on the glasses' face. She can smell as good as Zeline's hair, because she just took a shower and used the same shampoo.

Zeline began to catch the movements of Athlas' tongue struggling inside his mouth. Sucking blood out, ******* every drop of fresh blood with full of appreciation.

While Athlas' wild soul side flared, he could not stop. He was intoxicated with the sweet taste of Zeline's blood and lips.

Like this again...

His breath is almost gone. Zeline's legs were squeezed, unable to stand. Consciousness begins to erode and darken.

**

Fucking devil incarnate vampire.

Not only did he steal my blood, but he stole my first kiss.

I never expected a first kiss like that.

Ding Dong

"That's just class..."

Zeline ended the class gloomy and uninspired. Then leave the class shuddering, nonchalantly with the students staring in wonder at his unusual behavior.

The math teacher looked frustrated.

"What's wrong with her...?"

"Let's go, look tired in this life."

"The look on his face is more sinister than it was yesterday."

Today Zeline's mood was indeed bad, more precisely since she woke up in the morning. He wakes up horrified to remember what happened last night, even though Athlas is no longer in his room.

I don't want to meet that damned vampire again! he screamed back in frustration.

Zeline's hand stretched out to hold her mouth, still vividly recalling how it felt like her tongue was being bitten with heartlessness.

Yet.

Suddenly Athlas appears from the classroom window that Zeline passed through.

"Is your tongue still hurting, hmm?"

"Gyaa!" Zeline reflexively squealed and held her chest.

Zeline regretted having put the vampire disciple in the window seat. He did not think that Athlas would surprise him in such a way.

Athlas held his chin with his palm on the edge of the window. He laughed at how ridiculous Zeline's expression was, "You're so ugly when you're surprised."

Clenched hands withholding an outpouring of emotion, Zeline looked at Athlas with a dead red face. The bad mood is getting worse. He was so upset that he almost cursed Athlas so hard.

"Is that funny? Is playing me so much fun for you?" without Zeline being sober and wanted, the question had already arisen.

While Athlas stopped laughing, the instant turned flat.

"You..."

You need to keep your mouth shut, Eline.

His mind told him to stop talking, but Zeline couldn't stop.

"You stole my first kiss. Aren't you sorry?"

Athlas seemed surprised for a second, and smiled cynically afterwards, "Heh? You're angry just for the first kiss?"

Really motherfucker.

"That means a lot to me, but you just stole it that way" Zeline said.

"Is that so?" sahut Athlas squinted, "Ck! You're so stumped, Miss. Zelines. It's a punishment for you anyway, blame yourself."

"No, I don't take it," Zeline gasped in anger.

"Then what do I care?" said Athlas flat-faced and cold, which makes Zeline's ears hotter.

"You make me feel dirty" Zeline said coldly.

Athlas said he could not believe what he was hearing. Instantly his jaw hardened.

"Miss. The zeline? Why are you still here? I thought you were in the library."

Zeline turned her head straight away, and looked at Miss. Jenifer's coming from the stairs. He approached her too. Taking the opportunity to leave the chatter drained those emotions.

"I'm on my way there."

"Heard Mr. Param helped you put up an announcement to find the librarian's assistant."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Are you getting close to him?"

"Not really."

"He's always been nice to you, I'm envious."

"Why are you jealous? We just..."

Athlas was still in place. The golden-yellow eyes stared intently at Zeline's distant back, "Aren't her words too harsh?"

**

The school library.

A quiet atmosphere among the towering bookshelves. Only Zeline can be seen sitting in the corner.

The movement of Zeline's hand that was cutting the paper suddenly stopped. Still shadowed Athlas' last expression, like wanting to swallow him alive.

Die me, I'll be dead soon...

What did I just tell Athlas?

Why am I looking for him?

I shouldn't be so brave!

You're a fool, Eline! Your mouth can't be on the brake!

Zeline's mind rumbled with regret. He is not focused on the job he is doing right now.

A canned drink was attached to the table, right in front of Zeline, which made her look up straight away.

Lee Param stood blocking the glare from the lights hanging from the ceiling, issuing a smile as his eyes met Zeline's eyes, "Drink this."

Zeline looked back down, staring silently at the cola can Mr. gave her. Param. In the next instant, he said without glancing at the man, "I can't take it."

There was an intent behind kindness, Zeline was convinced of that.

Param responded, "Ah, don't you like cola?"

"No, I just can't. I can't accept kindness or help from you."

"Why?" tanya Understand with a gamang tone.

Zeline stood up from the chair and stared with a flash of stern eyes, "Despite who you really are, you must want something from me."

The man scrunched his forehead. Zeline's words surprised him. Looking closely at the glasses lady, and began to faintly smile, "So, you already know who I really am?"

Suddenly Zeline can smell a good scent. No, more like a soft scent...

"You're a lycan, aren't you?" zeline said firmly.

Ah, upsetting, the inner Param cannot be hidden anymore.

The rest of her space became silent, Zeline became a little dizzy from the strange smell that greeted her sense of smell.

Param piled his hands on the edge of the table, closed his eyes for a moment and looked at Zeline who looked frowned, "Did that bastard head of the blood clan tell you?"

Not answering, surprised by other facts. Zeline's widened pupils. The blood clan chief? So Athlas is not a regular vampire?

_To Be Continued_