Trapped the Vampire Disciple

Strange Debaran

"Hello? Oh, grandma. Now then? I'm at a friend's house. Already awake? Have you eaten yet? Don't starve yourself anymore. All right, I'll hang up."

After talking to her grandmother about her reason for not coming home, Zeline looked out the window.

Speaking of demons, he was currently in a vampire lair. He wanted to go home, yet he could not do anything or even move. Blame Athlas for sucking too much of his blood.

"What if I need something? Who can I ask for help?"

Zeline was a little sorry for having expelled Athlas earlier. It was not because of anything, he just still felt fear.

Honestly, Zeline is a coward. He was afraid of Athlas, he was a coward, and knew very well that he was not much stronger than the vampire.

Zeline lay curled up on the bed. His gaze was blank, staring deep in thought.

Supposedly if there was something about the matter involving others, he pretended not to know her and avoided her. Yes, although in the end he was just too lazy to do something that others expected.

And now...

He's been involved too far with a vampire. Zeline felt like she was causing a terrible problem, but she wished it had ended well.

"Are you asleep?"

Jolted at the sudden question, Zeline who was curled up to the door was unaware of Athlas' arrival from being too washed away in thought.

"If you're tired of telling me, I'll get you a book. Come to think of it, I have a sister who likes to collect ancient books," Athlas bargained for an unexpected attitude of concern.

"no need. Not that I like to read books even though I'm always in the library, it's just because I'm at work" Zeline declined without looking back.

The next minute, how shocked Zeline was as Athlas moved up the bed, crawling over her body and lying beside her.

Athlas closed his eyes, ignoring the wide blue eyes, "Today I was very tired, I was anxious to drink blood, but I did not attack someone who was ill. So, you don't have to be afraid."

Zeline rolled the eyeball. Who was he because of being sick like this?

"I don't think vampires sleep," Zeline said.

"No, no" Athlas said, his tone sounding low.

Squinting her eyes, Zeline gave a probing look, but was instead misfocused on Athlas' extremely long eyelashes, "Why do you sleep here?"

"Hmm," Athlas muttered indistinctly. When Zeline was about to open her mouth she continued, "Just about it... Your body smells so sweet."

Zeline's face was red, yet again a strange beat wrapped around her heart, just as Athlas said she was beautiful. For sure, this was not the usual feeling of fear.

"Then... Are you weak to sunlight or garlic?" zeline asked doubtfully.

"Miss. Zeline, are you looking for my weakness? You're not planning on retaliating, are you?" kekeh Athlas's.

The golden yellow iris meets the turquoise blue iris. Time seemed to stop, the two stared at each other for a second.

Until Zeline who first cut off eye contact by throwing a glance in any direction, she clumsily said, "I don't dare."

"I thought you weren't afraid of me anymore, given how close we were last night" Athlas said with a chuckle in the air.

With all her efforts to contain the shame, Zeline said softly, "You know, vampires are vampires."

Although he is being treated well, Zeline cannot forget the fact how horrible Athlas is.

"Unfortunately, the things you mentioned earlier will not be effective against me. Although it is dangerous for pure-blooded vampires, vampires are adjusting little by little to modern society... To protect them from this weakness" Athlas said in the end.

"It's amazing" Zeline said unknowingly.

Hearing that, Athlas tilted his body. Not saying anything, just staring at Zeline with an indecipherable gaze, which made a misbehavior.

"Ah, that... I mean.." I wanted to hear Athlas's mind so I could figure out what that look meant. However, Zeline was afraid that her tongue would be bitten again, she was punished.

Still with the same gaze Athlas said, "Life is thousands of years like us, and you will see many things you never expected."

"You must be very difficult" Zeline understood all that. The worst part of eternal life is not being able to feel death, and having nowhere to go back.

The corner of Athlas' lips lifted, forming a thin smile, "Yes."

Zeline froze as Athlas's hand clasped her waist, and buried her head between her shoulders and neck.

"You... What are you doing?"

Athlas held off Zeline who was about to break away, his grip tightened, and used his legs to flank Zeline's legs.

"Your body is so small and so fit for me to embrace. Warm and gentle as well" Athlas' voice rattled.

Locked inside the deck, Zeline was unable to move. His face was getting hot and his heart was struggling.

Zeline can't be like this!

Kiss after kiss landed Athlas all over Zeline's face and neck, "You're driving me crazy" he said.

What the...!

I should be crazy here!

Zeline could only shout out in frustration inside. The rain of kisses from Athlas made him stiff as a log. However, he somehow felt happy to be treated so warmly and gently after being scared.

Until the sound of an open door saved him, and revealed the figure of a blond-eyed red blond man flashing from behind the door leaf.

"Athlas, I entered." the man's words stopped, clinging to the sight of two people hugging on the bed, until his eyes glared in disbelief.

Zeline sat down as Athlas released her. His expression was like someone who had just been caught red-handed about to steal something, especially looking at the man who was most likely a vampire.

The smell... Dogs? What is Lycan doing here?

"...Uh, I-it's.." stuttered Zeline wanted to straighten out, but didn't know what to say.

The blonde man glanced at the red marks that were around Zeline's body.

They slept together? Athlas with lycan? How could? What the hell is going on? Did I come at the wrong time?

Unlike it seemed, the blonde man spoke a lot in his mind. To the point of making Zeline flutter, she just didn't want any misunderstandings.

"He knows what you're thinking, Brother," said Athlas, who was not panicking at all, "After all, I've helped my teacher through the crisis."

Whahuh? The sister? inner Zeline with a deathly pale face.

The blonde man frowned, "You're with your teacher...?"

_To Be Continued_