▪ Chinatown

@Kim Jaejoong It was inevitable. Whenever a new jolt of pleasure wasn't clouding his mind, Zhou was reminded of what he was doing to himself and this pitiful, pathetic creature before him. The elf was an evil man with no conscience to speak of, but he was preying on a weak soul... No. No! He was not doing anything wrong. He was just using the vampire. The stupid vampire who had dared to mock him, dared to trick him into letting the elf become a walking feast. This was just self-fulfilling, sweet revenge. Slowly, the elf let his hand glide from his face, a dark smile dancing on his lips as he reached up to cup Jaejoong's cheeks, pulling him closer. "I'm sorry my love~ Please, continue...", he cooed, his soft lips brushing the man's. The elves emotions were jumping from one end to the other uncontrollably, from guilt to satisfaction, to desire until Zhou found familiar escape in the darkness of his heart. He didn't want to and could not handle other.. happy.. 'good' emotions.

Raising his upper back slightly off of the bed, eyes fluttering shut he trapped the vampire's lips between his own, claiming them as his. What a fool Jaejoong was, to think he could go against him without suffering the consequences. He was going to let him live his dream and then completely and utterly destroy it. Well, that was the plan for now. The pixie watching had something else in mind.

@Zhou Ah Niu Of course with the fact in a way his mind was distorting and twisting everything about the man to make him look as though he was Lydia. His mind even allowed Jaejoong to hear her voice when the man spoke, well with the help of the wish the man unknowingly made, it made it easier for the man's mind to also keep up the farce that the man was actually Lydia. When he looked at the man's body of course it appeared to look like Lydia's, it was rather strange though because even though the two had similar body structure. Being small framed and such, there were a few things that of course weren't the same. Like the fact that Lydia had s and her lower region was obviously different from zhou's. But when he looked at the young elf's body that is what he saw, Lydia's.
For the first time in a long time, Jaejoong felt happiness, joy, pure and utter infatuation. He felt as if he were on cloud nine right now with all the positive emotions he was feeling as his hands and lips touched and tried to please the others body. It was there he heard it, the other finally speak once again as Jaejoong slowly released the man's now saliva coated from his mouth only to reveal how hard and bright crimson it had become from all his abuse he had caused it. " Lydia?" He whispered as he slowly moved the others arm that had been covering the elf's face and saw just how flushed the 'woman' was from just a few kisses and touches. But in a way this reminded him a long long time ago when she was alive, when they first made love. It reminded him of that time when the eighteen year old woman gave herself to him and that was probably the happiest day of his life, well that day and now this day. The day she came back to him. " of course..." He whispered with a gentle smile as he kissed his forehead and then his lips in a delicate fashion as he unbuckled his belt and undid pants as he slipped his shoes off tugged his dress pants off only leaving himself in his boxer shorts. As he settled once again between his legs as he ran his fingers through the others hair which appeared to Jaejoong as curly golden locks. "but..." He began as he leaned back in and kissed the area behind the elf's ear and whispered huskily, " why are you hiding that beautiful face from me?" He asked curiously as a smile danced on his lips as then kissed his shoulder

@Kim Jaejoong Zhou was a beautiful mess, his majestic gowns slipping off of his body to reveal pure, untainted ivory skin. His breath hitched, his back arched at the sensation of the man's hands on his body, his lips. With fogged eyes he gazed up at Jaejoong, a strange sensation settling his body as his gaze wandered the man's exposed body. Hastily he released that lip he had been subconsciously gnawing on. His neck hurt from the strongly bruising hickey, but the dull, pulsing pain drowned in his excitement and the pleasure steadily creeping upon him, taking over his body. Squirming like an innocent , he let out a sharp gasp as he felt something hard pressing against him. Nervously, he stared down at the man who had moved to mark his collarbone. Lips parted, conflicted he watched Jaejoong continue to move to claim his body. But finally, completely succumbing to the other he let his head fall back once more, his long, black ebony hair spilling over the white sheets like waterfalls. Zhou couldn't control his facial expressions, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks, head turned to the side and the back of his hand laying against his lips as he suppressed the moans threatening to slip out of him. He squirmed endlessly under the man's touch but not to get away. Needless to say someone as proud and sensitive as Zhou had never slept with a man before. He had seduced many, but never let them take him. He couldn't even remember his pride as Jaejoong ground himself against his lower body, instilling a sense of anticipation as well as fear into him. "Ah... Please.. please be gentle...", he found himself gasping, writhing. Once again, it was the pixie fulfilling it's own fantasies but orchestrating the elf's reaction. Completely embarrassed and furious, Zhou hid his flushed face under the sleeve of his gown, clutching the silky fabric much like a child who didn't want anybody to see them cry. Then again, given their race he was a child. Zhou was by far the youngest of all present with his tender age of a 102.

@Zhou Ah Niu This was really happening wasn't it? It had to be? Sad to say though jaejoong had no idea what was actually going on, what was actually taking place as his disturbed mind had caused his delusion to take on a whole to level with the help of the spell the elf had casted. For a split second though jaejoong had thought he had died, that he was not even in the same plane of existence anymore and in a way he was right but not in the way he thought. He thought for some reason he had died and now he was with the love of his life, the beautiful woman that gave him life, that gave him happiness; that woman that gave him everything . This was heaven if heaven truly existed, this was his heaven, his happy place, his dream becoming a reality. She was becoming the only thing he could even think of as he had dropped both of them on the bed. As he hovered over the 'woman,' jaejoong slowly removed his coat, and ed his black silk best before then, finally ing his crisp, white button up shirt. This man was ready, he was ready to do everything in his power to please this 'woman' he cared so deeply for, the woman he had missed for so long, and no one was going to take this away from him. Carefully removing his clothing that covered his torso, jaejoong's pale, yet tattooed upper body now being exposed as he found himself removing the robe that covered the elf's fair, untouched skin as the man felt a set of nails digging into his back as the man began leaving a rather large bruise on the others neck. Releasing a faint groan of pain but also pleasure, jaejoong heard those sweet words leave the others lips. Those sweet words that seemed to make his whole body fill with such joy, such bliss at just the sound of those three words as they echoed in his ear causing him to smile against the now bruised skin. Jaejoong not even realising how purplish brown the make he had left was on the once seemingly up touched skin, he kissed his cold lips against it and whispered against the others skin. "I love you too... I love you so much..." Was all he could say as he settled between the other's slim, fair legs as he pressed his clothed, raging against the other. Letting him feel every inch of excitement he was feeling as his lips lowered, kissing down the boys collar bone, then his chest before parting his lips and capturing one of the small framed man's s as his thumb on his left hand decided to press and run against the other. Jaejoong had lost his mind, he had gone completely mad, but right now, if it meant being with Lydia, he could care less. Within a few seconds he began grinding his lower half against the other as his free hand pressed against the others lower back to bring him closer, to let him truly feel everything he was doing to his body

@Kim Jaejoong Zhou's breath hitched as the vampire lifted him up in his strong arms, his heart pounding away in his chest with every step they took. Together. A small shadow of a smile dashed across his ruby lips at the man's words, painfully amused by the irony of them. Jaejoong had taken the words out of his mouth. Silently, Zhou wondered if Jaejoong would remember any of this and if so... would he remember those words? Would he too eventually laugh bitterly at the thought, while cursing the both of them. He could see it in his inner eye, the impending disaster that was to befall. And yet the pure joy radiating from the man had his own lips quirk into a happy smile, although the smile did not reach his eyes. As they walked towards the bed, Zhou briefly rested his chin on the man's shoulder, letting his long lashes flutter, eyes falling shut the elf let darkness envelop him for just a moment. That same darkness that resided in his heart and ate away at him, as well as gave him the strength to live. That's right. There was no need for second thoughts. He hated Jaejoong. He had been wronged, violated. In exchange for blood Zhou would feed off of his love... just once... just this once... he had more than enough to share a little. It didn't matter even if it wasn't real. As long as it felt real... Thankfully Zhou was ripped out of his thoughts as he starting falling backwards onto the bed, quickly trapped under this man he clearly despised so very much. Enough to sully the purest of all emotions. It didn't matter. The darkness was gone, Jaejoong's affection shining into him like a torch. The hand on his cheek and every touch lit Zhou's body on fire. The elf's lips parted into a silent moan at the tender caresses, once more his eyes falling shut. Except this time there was nothing but warmth inside him. As the man's hands wandered across his skin, slowly disrobing him the elf's own hands wandered up the man's back, his nails digging into the skin. Zhou didn't barely made a sound as Jaejoong pressed his cold lips against his neck, nothing but a quiet whimper spilling out of him. "I love you..", he panted - eyes half-lid, lips glossy and mind blank. The elf found himself staring up at the vampire in a daze, barely aware of what he had just said. And it was more than possible it had been the naughty little pixie who had made him say those three magic words. No matter how much each of Jaejoong's touches made him crave them even more, no matter for how long he had longed and needed to hear what the spell-struck vampire was saying to him now... Zhou had not quite just lost his mind.

@Zhou Ah Niu It was absolutely unbelievable how happy Jaejoong was, he could die happy right then and there. Holding Lydia in his arms was just so unreal and it was. Unknown to Jaejoong he was hold Zhou in his arms, known to him that Lydia of course dead and not coming back. It was something his heart would probably never come to terms with but at least the could be happy right then and there, in the lie that he was unknown to. Suddenly seeing a single tear run down the cheek of her 'love' he frowned a little and caressed his cheek as he whispered, " Why are you cry Lydia?" But then being kissed again, Jaejoong got once again lost in the amazing feeling of his lover's lips massaging against his, the indescribably pleasure he got just from the kiss, the thought of kissing his lost love again. Jaejoong was so naive and the madness that had clouded his mind had of course given the elf advantage to do whatever he pleased to the man if he wanted to, to get Jaejoong to do whatever he wanted. In a way it was ed at how weak and defenseless Jaejoong was when it came to Lydia and after her death he lost his mind and now he was in a false sense of bliss at this moment, but at this point he didn't care or know. Once hearing 'Lydia whisper her request , Jaejoong smiled against 'her' lips and tightened his hold a little as he spoke. " Your wish is my command," as he spoke those words he carried the small framed 'woman' to the bed, ignoring the strange placement of the bed as he basically dropped on the bed with the beautiful creature right below him as he chuckled a little with how happy and overjoyed he was as he caressed 'her' cheek slowly. " Beautiful as ever it seems." he whispered as his lips made their way to 'her' neck as his hands moved to caress 'her' thighs while gradually lifting the robe up higher and high as he began on 'her' soft, fair skin trying to leave a mark as he inhaled her scent, his mind allowing him to think he was smelling Lydia's beautiful smell perfume she used to always wear.

@Kim Jaejoong Zhou melted into the kiss, giving himself completely already then. He could feel his lips, his hands caressing his hair and for a moment the elf feared the illusion would break. But Jaejoong's behaviour didn't change. Almost guiltily, he bit down on his lower lip as the other confessed he'd missed him. No, 'her'. "I... I missed you too Jaejoong", he whispered back and hastily pressed their lips together once more, trying to ignore the feeling that he was doing something entirely ed up right now. His breath hitched when he was pulled closer, a slight blush forming on his cheeks when he was suddenly lifted into the air and straddling the man. Zhou smiled sadly at the other, but his heart couldn't help skipping a beat at his tender words. "That's right..", he mused and wrapped his arms around the man. "I've come back to you." With every word he spoke he felt a pang in his heart. This was wrong. Once again, he couldn't shake the feeling. But the vampire's smile.. his tender words.. his expressions that brimmed with love were so foreign and so addicting. Like a new, exotic thing. That smile the other showed now broke and filled his heart at the same time. A lone tear trickled down his cheek. Jaejoong was such a pitiful existence, but at least he could love like this. And Zhou wanted to be loved. Yes, he was going to continue being selfish. A gentle smile curled upon his lips, he answered the kiss, overwhelmed by all the emotions the other was exuding. The elf was drowning in his love, in the kiss. And normally, he didn't like to straddle people. It just felt.. wrong. Weak, somehow. But now he really couldn't care to head his own ed up ways he tried to keep his pride. He was jealous of Lydia and somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if he'd turned out alright if he had been loved like this at some point in his life.

"Jaejoong... the bed", he whispered into the kiss, his eyes half-lidded. "Take me there, love me more~", he whispered selfishly.

@Zhou Ah Niu It seemed that jaejoong was almost oblivious to anything that was going on, but it didn't feel like they had even moved locations or even that they changed cosmic plans. One moment they were in Chinatown the next they were still in china town but now a bed was in the centre of the street? Seeing that of course raised curiosity as he parted his lips to speak, he suddenly felt gentle hands cup his cheeks. It was Zhou well to him it was Lydia, having her soft hands on his cold cheeks made him completely forget about the obvious bed that appeared out of nowhere but then 'her' lips touched his as he gladly kissed her back. Feeling the warm summer wind blow gently against the back of his neck, jaejoong let his fingers slowly run through the hair of his 'love' the hair that appeared to be golden blond and curly to him but in fact was the elf's long black silk like hair. " I missed you so much..." He confessed as he broke the kiss for a moment to whisper those words before placing his right hand on 'her' waist and pulled her closer only to lift her up in his arms and guided her legs to fold around his waist with his hands resting on ' her ' bottom to hold her up. " but finally my angel has returned to me..." He smiled warmly, the monster jaejoong the heartless cold jaejoong was smiling warmly for the first time in years as he tilted his head slightly and pressed his chilling lips against 'hers' enjoying the sensation he had missed for so long, the love he was pouring into it that had been building up for decades as he cupped the back of her neck as one hand held her up

@Kim Jaejoong It felt... good, in an odd kind of way, how Jaejoong was treating him. It satisfied both a sick part in his heart, as well as the lonely one which has hidden and locked away inside his own personal pandora's box. A smile played on his lips as the vampire helped him on his feet. Now, where to? Going to his own home would confuse Jaejoong, so then to his? Before the elf could make a decision, the pixie which had been observing them gleefully and with tears in it's eyes, intervened. Had Alois not poked Zhou to let him know they were transcending dimensions, he wouldn't even known. One moment they had been standing on the dirty streets of Chinatown, the next moment they were immersed in Alois' world behind the mirror. It still looked like they were in Chinatown, but the sun was shining warmly upon them and they were completely dry as if it hadn't rained at all. And... there was a large bed in the middle of the street. Zhou glared at the pixie, who feigned innocence. This was another dimension, but still... on the street?! Nuh uh.

Turning his attention back to the vampire, the elf decided to just go with the flow and make the pixie change settings later on. For now he was eager to feel what it felt like to 'make love'. Cupping Jaejoong's cheeks much like the other liked to do with him, Zhou leaned forward and connected their lips, eyes fluttering shut as he moulded their soft flesh against each other. They stood in close proximity to one-another, chest against chest and Zhou's oriental robes fluttering in the wind; the wind, which the pixie had created no doubt. The next moment his hair-do came undone, making the long strands of black silk spill over his shoulders and back. Zhou wondered what Jaejoong was seeing now. Did Lydia also have long black hair, or shorter, curly hair? Perhaps even blonde? Lydia sounded foreign.

@Zhou Ah Niu The state Jaejoong was in had probably been the second time he had ever lost himself in such a sad pathetic state. Of course the first time was when he held his one and only love Lydia in his arms. Her cold lifeless body in his arms. The day he tried to bring her back, he tried everything he could to bring her back and even for the first time in his life he prayed the heavens not to take her away from his, his young love that he held dear, he didn't want to lose her but he did. His prayers were not answer that night, but it seemed to the delusional Vampire that they finally had been answered, his love was there with him as he begged her not to leave, as he begged her to stay with him. Jaejoong had no clue what was going on or that it was actually Zhou he was holding on to, that he was now under a spell that he unknowingly wished for. It was all so unknown to him but in the state he was in, the vampire didn't know or care, the only thing he wanted was his delusion of his love to stay and suddenly feeling 'her' pull him from holding on to her waist, fear filled him. This was it she was going to disappear again, she was going to leave him again, but no. He suddenly say 'her' kneel down in front of him and hold his freezing wet cheeks in 'her' warm hands as she spoke sweet words to him, reassuring him that 'she' wouldn't leave him again. For a moment Jaejoong didn't believe it but he felt her touch, he felt her when he held her just a few moments ago, it had to of been her right? "I love you so much... I truly do..." were his words of agreement to 'her' suggestion as he kissed 'her 'lips once again before slowly standing up and helping his ' love' up as well as well as gentle as he would if he was helping lift a fragile piece of glass.

@Kim Jaejoong If Zhou still had a heart left, it would have broken at Jaejoong's sorrowful words, his sorrowful state, his sorrowful state. Warm droplets quite common to Great Britain had started to rain down upon them, seeping in both of their clothes. Watching the rain mingle with the other's tears, a sad smile appeared on his lips. Letting out a soft sigh, he gazed up at the sky, resting one hand on the vampire's head, ruffling his head like one would an upset child, as he clung to him. Jaejoong. On his knees. Begging. Weeping. He barely managed to suppress a light laugh. What was this? A moment ago things had seemed so clear to him, now everything was a mess again. With a bitter smile, Zhou looked back down at Jaejoong once more. ... Should he..? No. No! Let's look at things objectively. Jaejoong is crying for his past? lover named Lydia, presumabely a woman. He believes Zhou to be Lydia and is begging her/him not to leave 'again'. This delusion has been strengthened by Zhou's spell. Since things had already come this far... there was no way to go back. This had to be done. Or at least that's what the elf told himself as he detached Jaejoong from himself and knelt down as well. His expensive clothes were stained in the muddy rain water as he cupped the other's cheeks and gazed into his eyes as lovingly as he could muster. "I won't leave you this time. Don't worry Jaejoong... Let's get out of the rain okay? Let's go somewhere warm and make love." The words sounded foreign and awkward as they left his mouth. Was he doing this right? Is this how lovers conversed with another?

@Zhou Ah Niu [ No No he would be like all confused and probably a little more insane just trying to figure out everything and than being confused with his feelings and everything ]

@Kim Jaejoong (So he wouldn't be confused? Not at all? I think it would be delicious.)

@Zhou Ah Niu [ XD TBH I'm picturing like like Jaejoong being like wtf but at the same time thats out of character for him]

@Kim Jaejoong () !!! When he gains his senses he canbe all torn between Lydia disappeared again and oh that's Zhou XD

@Zhou Ah Niu Never had Jaejoong ever thought he would fall into such a pitiful state. He had truly lost his mind and now he looked like a sad excuse of a man. Never had he thought he would look as pitiful as he did in that moment, well he didn't know how pitiful he looked since he was too busy in a sad pathetic daze. Imagining the elf he enjoyed to judge and pick on as he dead lover, Jaejoong would probably laugh if he hear he was acting in such a way, he wouldn't believe it. But it was happening he was losing his mind and now he was at the mercy of the elf, Zhou Ah Niu. Letting his cold hand continue to the boys cheek as he looked at him, still seeing his lover as he looked at him, Jaejoong whispered calmly in a sad tone of voice. " Don't get my hopes so high Lydia... You're just going to disappear again aren't you? You're going again... You're going to leave me again aren't you? Alone... All alone again...." As he spoke his hand started to tremble, the Jaejoong that seemed to care for no one was trembling with sorrow and fear of being alone. The one thing he truly feared, being all alone again. "Please... Please Lydia you're the only one thats truly felt love for me... the only would that could actually love someone like me..." Tears slowly falling from his sorrow filled eyes as his voiced trembled, "I don't... I don't to be alone anymore Lydia... I don't think I can take being hated by everyone anymore... please..." Suddenly dropping to his knees as his strong arms hugged the boy's slim waist as he looked up at him. Looking at him through his rain soaked hair, Jaejoong then spoke again, " Please Don't leave..." He said before hiding his face in his stomach.

@Kim Jaejoong Something inside him churned at Jaejoong's 'wish'. Clenching his teeth, he just himself be kissed once more and pulled closer. He was busy thinking, desperately trying to find a sane way out of this. Because all kinds of ridiculous thoughts were filling his mind right now. On the one hand he enjoyed seeing the vampire like this, so weak and so pathetic. On the other hand he disliked it because his image of the cruel Jaejoong was shattering to pieces. It was getting harder to hate him. And most dangerously of all, this insane display of love and affection was luring him in. Since the death of his mother he had experienced neither, constantly only hate and ridicule. He became bitter and insecure. He became the rotten thing he was today. But along the way he had always yearned for someone to love him, or even like him. That would be enough. He was just too scared to reach out when someone offered, he didn't want to get hurt again. He knew he wouldn't be able to handle it. Zhou was paranoid when it came to positive social relations. Being hated was more stable, more predictable. And now here he was in Chinatown, in the arms of Jaejoong and with the pixie Alois staring at the both of them with sparkling eyes. He wanted to experience being sincerely loved, even if it actually wasn't he who was loved. The situation was too perfect.. the temptation to great. "I... I...", he couldn't bring himself to say it and nibbled on his lower lip nervously. "I grant your wish, vampire Jaejoong." But Zhou was going to play it safe anyway, even if the other was hallucinating. Everything he did with the Chinese, Jaejoong would percieve it as something he was doing with Lydia. Until Zhou released him of the spell. Here's the deal with spells though, they tend to malfunction if one loses concentration.

@Zhou Ah Niu Seeing Jaejoong in the state he was in, it was obvious that he was out of it, so much so that he couldn't even tell the difference from a hallucination and reality. He was at his lowest and now he wasn't even himself anymore. The calm collected Jaejoong was long gone at that point and the broken Jaejoong was left. All the vampire wanted was to be happy again, he was in so much pain and the fact that he didn't know how to deal with it besides hide it made it much harder for him to get over it. Deep down he just wanted to find love, it didn't have to be Lydia but he just wanted to have someone that loved him as much as she loved him. That's all he wanted, he wanted to be loved once again. Was that too much to ask for? Holding the small framed boy in his arms, suddenly feeling the boy pull away.That's when he heard the boy whisper in his ear something that sounded like complete nonsense to him in the state he was in. Pulling his head away to look at the boy before cupping his cheeks as he laughed a little and smiled. "What are you talking about? You're right here, Why would I want to go anywhere since you're right here with me? Make a wish?" He asked and looked at him as he tiled his head a little but kept his pitiful smile. " I wish I could take you back home with me, so we can be together again and I can embrace you again..." He whispered and pressed his forehead against the other male's " So we can make love again." He whispered softly and pecked the boy's lips as he d his cheek and pulled him closer to him.

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@Kim Jaejoong Here's what his plan had been. He'd decided to show up, verbally abuse him a little and then have him feed so that he regained a few of his senses. He came as far as showing up. Compassion really wasn't his forté, mainly because if he started to feel then he would get even more depressed about himself. But what was this feeling? Jaejoong running over and enveloping him in his cold, wet arms had thrown him off track. He didn't dare push him away, fearing to worsen his mental condition. The vampire was breaking down- no, he was broken. He was crumbling into itty bitty pieces. This was his chance. This was the perfect moment for the elf to take revenge for everything. How much more docile could the vampire become? The despair on Jaejoong's face made his heart ache in pain, but also race out of excitement. Zhou couldn't decide whether he liked this or not.

For now, he let the other phantasize, his own cold gaze meeting the other's. In an attempt to decide his following course of action, the elf attempted to summarize what was happening. Jaejoong for one reason or another thought that he was the woman he'd lost, the woman he begged forgiveness from. How much he wished the other's words were actually meant for him. His thoughts were rudely interrupted when Zhou suddenly felt cold lips on his own. The kiss had taken him aback and he quite literally flinched in surprise. But he didn't pull away this time either, unwilling to make Jaejoong even more pathetic than he already was. The whole situation reminded him of when he had tried to kill himself in an attempt to free himself from Jaejoong's harrassment. He too had displayed a lot more emotion than was necessary and had clung to the most inappropriate person possible. But at least he hadn't been hallucinating.

In conclusion, the vampire was a mess and the elf didn't know what to do about it. Carefully, he pulled away. He couldn't think when Jaejoong was like this. It made him feel things he didn't want to. Pity, compassion, empathy and understanding. All emotions the vampire here did not deserve to receive. "Do you wish to see her again?", he whispered into the other's ear. "I can send you to the real 'Lydia'.", he whispered once more, his voice smooth and coaxing. He had his arms around the vampire now, comfortingly holding him in his arms. Since he didn't know what to do, Zhou was doing what he did best, granting wishes. "I can kill you if you want. Or you could spend a day with her and then return. Make a wish, Jaejoong, you know I can grant anything."

@Zhou Ah Niu Deep down Jaejoong knew he was losing mind, he knew that if he didn't stop and think he would lose his mind and he wouldn't find it after he lost it. The vampire was lonely, he had no one anymore and he was just now realizing it too. After Lydia died he had no one that care about him, no one that loved him anymore, but now he was convincing himself that even Lydia hated him and wanted to punish him for her death which wasn't true but he believed it was. He wanted her back, he wanted to hold her again and to be loved by her again, but deep down he knew she wasn't coming back, he knew deep down she gone forever.
Suddenly he felt lower than he ever had in his life, felt like if he died, Lydia would forgive him, that she would love him again like she did when she was alive. Of course the thoughts of a mad man but he was believing that to be true slowly but surely. That's when he heard someone calling him and that's when his golden brown eyes lit up a little as his mind played a dirty trick on him. Zhou of course was the one call for him but he saw Lydia, they were about the same height and size and so once he saw the man, all he could see was her. "Lydia... why are you do this to me?" He mumbled as he tried to not to give in to the urge of running to the boy who he saw as his lover, but he couldn't stop himself as he ran as fast as he could over to the small framed male and tightly embraced him. Burying his face against his neck as he tightly held him in his arms. " Please... please don't hate me... please Lydia... please forgive me. I don't wish alone anymore... I don't want you to hate me anymore..." He whispered and lifted his head to look at the face of his 'lover' and cupped his cheek as he spoke, "I want you to love me again, please let me love you..." He said in a weak yet sincere voice as if his life depended on it, before leaning in and kissing 'Lydia' on the lips.

@Kim Jaejoong Zhou gazed into the mirror of his vanity, as if admiring himself. But in reality he was deep in thought. He had just received the information that a certain man was on the verge of going insane. Of course, he was talking about Jaejoong. He had assigned someone to tail him. He wanted to prepared the next time he got hungry. As his servant girl brushed his hair, Zhou thought about what to do about this. He could just ignore it. After all, why should he help the man? He infuriated him. So why was he feeling... guilty? What did he have to feel guilty for? He should be happy that that filthy vampire was suffering. His knuckles whitened as he clenched his hands around the rim of the little table.

But the sight was so pitiful. His annoying little acquaintance Alois was presently showing him Jaejoong through the mirror. "He looks so sad..", the small pixie hummed and pursed his lips, his eyes full of pity and compassion. Zhou merely eyed him warily. "You should go to him", the pixie once again suggested. But the elf was still undecided. Somewhere deep down, he could sympathise with the vampire. Apparently, he had still not gotten over losing that woman he'd shown him a brief glimpse of back when they'd played the game of cards. Somewhere deep down, he wanted to go to him. Whether to comfort him for the sake of Jaejoong or to feel better himself. But he still felt resentment towards him, he needed an excuse. "If you're not going to help, then I will!", the pixie exclaimed in a huff and was about to retreat into his mirror world. Zhou's hand lashed out, grabbing his blond hair and yanking him back. The pixie cried out in pain and anger, but he kept holding him. It was a reflexive reaction. If Alois wanted to 'help', it meant that Jaejoong would be stuck in his world for eternity. And somehow he didn't want that either. "Don't interfere, you pesky little brat. I will deal with this." The pixie huffed and disappeared.

Zhou turned to his servant girl who smiled, already knowing what he wanted her to do. She wished for him to teleport to where Jaejoong was. A moment later he was standing in the rain, clad beautifully as always with his smooth black hair spilling over his right shoulder. His servant girl had also been so kind as to wish that he didn't get wet and as such, no rain fell where he stood. Something inside him churned as he saw the vampire's sorry state. "Jaejoong..", he whispered quietly, more to himself. No, this was not the time to get emotional. That bastard was obviously out of his mind right now. "Jaejoong.", he called out, this time more firmly. "Come over here, Jaejoong. Come to me." He felt like he was coaxing a child.

As Dawn turned to dusk, Jaejoong found himself wandering aimlessly through the slumps of Chinatown, as if he was lost. The vampire of course wasn't lost, but he felt lost like he lost his propose in life itself. Years of living, well living as much as a vampire could, he found himself wandering what if he disappeared, disappeared off the plane of existence. All he ever caused was sorrow and hate. All he caused was pain and now he was alone, he was so alone and lost the will to even get up most days. The vampire was sure he was losing his mind at this point, he was losing his sanity. Then suddenly he felt a single raindrop hit his cheek causing him to look up at the night sky and within seconds it started to pour. " It seems even the sky is filled with sorrow..." he whispered to himself before suddenly hearing a familiar angelic voice ring in his ear. "Jaejoong hurry up or I'm gonna leave you behind~" Swiftly looking to right he saw her, he saw Lydia smiling so caring at him before turning her back and walking off. Was it really? was it his Lydia? His Lydia from years ago? It can't be can it? So foolishly Jaejoong ran after the woman, "Wait! Lydia!" He shouted as he ran after her, Hearing her voice echo in his head as he did so. Finally catching up to her, Jaejoong found himself in front of a light post as she turned to look at him. "Let's go home Jaejoong, Come on." She whispered softly and help her hand out to him and when he reached out to grab her hand, as soon as he touched her, she disappeared. Causing the man to widen his eyes in shock before felt his eyes fill with tears of sorrow and frustration. Slowly feeling them dance down his cheeks along with the rain, Jaejoong leaned against the lamp post and let out a short breathless chuckle as he looked up at the cloudy sky. His blond hair sticking to his forehead as he spoke, " Are punishing me Lydia? Have you also grown to hate me? And this is how you're punishing me for not protecting you....? Has my angelic love grown to only feel hatred toward me as well....?"

@Jaejoong (*sniffle sniffle sob sob* uhuhu I wonder what happened back then *wipes away a few tears*)

@Zhou Ah Niu [ it's fine bby o u o roger that~]

Seeing the dazed and weak look on the elf's face caused the Vampire to be left with curiosity on what exactly he was feeling. It was probably just weakness from Jaejoong feeding from him along with the mixed pheromones in the air that were slowly but surely fading away. Suddenly having the boy fall asleep in his arms actually reminded the man years and years ago when he first met Ah Niu but he was much much smaller then as well as his mother still being alive and the circumstances where much different then they were now. Sighing softly jaejoong slowly fixing the boy's robe before lifting him up into his arms to properly carry him out of the private area of the restaurant, Jaejoong mumbled to himself, " You look so much like your mother... it's almost scary..." He whispered as he ignored the looks the women where giving him as he carried the sleep man to the two well built men near the entrance. "I'll let you two handle him from here." He said calmly as he handed him over to one of the body guards. "Rest well Ah Niu..." He whispered before exiting the restaurant and began heading back to his own home as it began to rain.

@Jaejoong (Sorry it's so short.. I wasn't sure what else to write. Just hand him over to the guards he had with him *nod nod*)

The process of being fed of was more tiring than expected and by the end of it, the elf was completely spent. Disoriented and dazed, his body was tingling, his head limply hanging back. He too, was breathing heavier than usual. Lips parted slightly, eyes half-lidded he stared back at at the vampire. What had just happened..? If anything, he was confused. There had been way too many intense emotions pushing and pulling for him to be able to think straight now. The heat was starting to dissipate, the sensation being replaced with fatigue. It was right of Jaejoong to hold him up because it seemed like he was going to collapse. He couldn't feel his hands, nor his face and his usual white skin had become an unhealthy pale. The last thing he felt after falling asleep in the man's arms, was cold lips against his forehead.

@Zhou Ah Niu Hearing the boy's gasp from the pain only to have it fade as he fed didn't worry Jaejoong too much as he held the boy tighter and closer to him. Jaejoong slowly stroking the boy's nape of his neck as he feed, until suddenly hearing a moan mixing itself with the elf's whimpers. It was actually in a strange way it encouraged him to continue to feed.
The fact that he was starving didn't help the situation at all, the beast that he always kept under control was actually slowly but surely over power Jaejoong's will power to control it. He knew that if he kept going he would probably the boy's life right out of him and then what would he do?
Suddenly hearing another moan leave the elf's lips, Jaejoong found it almost impossible to hold himself back, to pull away from the boy. After swallowing another mouth full of the delicious red liquid, Jaejoong knew he had taken way too much blood from the boy so with all the will power he had left he stopped feeding and released the boy's neck from his jaws. Softly panting as a bit of blood ran down his chin, Jaejoong firm held the boy up, just in case he was too drained to even stand on his own. As he finally caught his breath, Jaejoong gently held the boy's chin between his thumb and index finger so he could look at him. " Now that wasn't so bad was it?" He said softly before tilting his head slightly as he looked at the feminine looking boy. Jaejoong of course felt kinda bad for draining the boy, well overly draining him so as a form of apology Jaejoong pressed his chilling lips against the skin on the boy's forehead as a form of apology.

@Jaejoong Zhou was feeling increasingly uncomfortable, as the man put his hands on him. Was this really necessary? He let himself be maneuvered into the correct 'position', a sarcastic smile on his lips. Trying to ease the pain for him, was he? "How kind.", the elf spoke, his words almost sounding sincere if not for the biting tone nestled between the words. He shuddered when he felt cold fingers trace where he would be bitten and closed his eyes to hide how unsettled he felt. Of course, he did not relax. How could he? The natural reaction to having blood out of oneself was fear. And fear tended to do the exact opposite of relax. He could feel the vampire's breath tickle his skin. A whimper slipped past his lips and he didn't even notice. His heartbeat increased rapidly, to the point he worried if Jaejoong could hear it too? Somehow his hands had found their way around the vampire, clutching the fabric on his back.

A pained gasp poured out of him as the vampire's teeth pierced his skin. It was an odd sensation, in a horrible kind of way, feeling one's life source being out. How frail one was, even as a supernatural being. Weren't they just like humans? They needed to breath, they needed a heart, a brain, ... The elf clung on tighter, fighting the urge to rip himself away. And then the pheromones hit him, like a gigantic wave crashing down on him. What was this? It was getting hotter and a soft, but sultry moan mixed itself into his whimpering pants. His mind grew clouded with pleasure and lust. Zhou could feel himself being pulled closer and he willingly complied.

"Ah..."

The elf hissed sharply as Jaejoong bit down harder and he felt himself grow weaker. He did not know what was happening to him, too scared and too dazed to realise it was their combined pheromones at work. Blood continued to spill out of him, every last drop eagerly taken from him to feed and nurture the man. An elf's body - and a human's for that matter - of his size contained roughly 4 and a half litres of the red fluid. How much was being taken from him? Zhou couldn't think straight. Another moan escaped him.

@Zhou Ah Niu Watching the man's behavior , It was obvious to Jaejoong that the younger man was displeased with the outcome of everything leading up to that point. Jaejoong didn't seem to be completely surprised at the outcome of the game or how everything played out besides the dirty trick the elf had played leaning up to Jaejoong losing his calm collected demeanor for a short while. Of course Jaejoong was skeptical on the agreement since he knew their would be some short of trickery involved with the wish and how it was granted. Quietly he thought to himself on how his wish could be altered in a way where it would effect himself.
Just then he felt a slight stinging burning sensation under the heel area of his foot, but as quickly as the pain started, it finally faded away. Worry still eating at the man as he tried to think of more ways his wish could backfire but at that moment his mind was only thinking about feeding himself to regain his energy and strength.
Suddenly snapping out of his train of thought he saw the younger man reveal his soft almost flawless skin to him. Jaejoong noticed the blueish bruise like marks that he had left from only moments ago trying to choke the life right out of the elf cause the guilt to from back into his mind as he leaned close to the mind once he heard him say the words, ' feast yourself.' Jaejoong although a very cold hearted individual, didn't enjoy causing pain to the one he was feeding from since he saw it more as a privilege to be able to rejuvenate his body with the help of another. As his chilling hands placed themselves in the correct positions. His left hand making it's way to the elf's lower back to hold him steady, he allowed his right hand to moved up to position the man's neck properly. Playing his thumb and index finger to hold the boy's chin, Jaejoong slowly and gently moved the boy's head to tilt back instead of to the side. "If you tilt your head to the side, your muscles will tighten and it will hurt." He whispered calmly as he then let his cold fingertips run along the boy's warm skin in the area he was going to bite. " Now relax." He whispered as his cold break hit the boy's neck as he parted his lips.
within seconds Jaejoong allowed his fangs to sink into the boy's pale white skin, causing his blood to rush into his mouth. As the hot red liquid ran down his throat, Jaejoong could feel his body regain it's strength. naturally Jaejoong's body started releasing a very specific type of pheromone into the air as he gorged himself. The pheromone induced pleasure and intimacy into anyone touching or near Jaejoong, but it seemed more potent than it usuallly was as Jaejoong felt rather strange as he feed from the elf, as if it was releasing it own form of pheromones itself. It caused Jaejoong to pull the man closer to him with his right hand still firmly on his lower back as his right hand rested against the nape of the boy's neck. With all the pheromones in the air, Jaejoong could feel his breathes becoming heavier as his jaw tightend against the boy's skin.

@Jaejoong The elf said nothing and approached the man in silence. But while he placed his palm against Jaejoong's chest and the darkness emanating from him began to enclose them both, he was constantly thinking of a way to pay him back. It would not be himself, if Zhou just let the man get away with everything he'd done to him in this short amount of time. He wasn't angry about loosing the game in that sense, he acknowledged it to be his own fault. But everything else... Everything else would not be forgiven. He just needed to find a loophole in their agreement. And he found one. It was so simple! When the vampire had first made the wager, there had been nothing to ensure Zhou would keep his word. Nothing, except the threat to disclose his real name to the public. Grant his wish exactly as it had been told? Of course, the elf was simply going to take the liberty to work out a few details.

There was a sharp stinging pain and then it was over. "The contract is complete." A little emblem with the elf's family name in Chinese appeared as a little tattoo on both their bodies. Somewhere. It was a symbol of their contract. For Zhou, it appeared just behind his ear, hidden by strands of hair. Gently, he tugged down his robe revealing his shoulder. The Chinese tilted his head to the side, exposing one side of his neck, the soft skin now covered with slight, blue marks where Jaejoong's fingers had pressed down. "Feast yourself." To be honest, he was nervous. In his 102 years alive, no vampire had ever tasted his blood. What would it feel like? How much was he going to take? Was it going to hurt? Worries like that clouded his mind, but he was too proud to let any of it show. For now, he would have to get through this experience so that he could bask in the after-effects of the wish Jaejoong had made. Never again was that man going to try to kill him. Or so he hoped at least.

This is what Zhou had done. The contract allowed the vampire to feast off of his blood whenever the man wished to. The elf still did not know, how very pleasing the taste of one of his species was. But in return, the taste of every blood other than Zhou's - without exception - would make Jaejoong disgusted and revolted. And of course the elf would be receiving anything he wanted from the man, if it lay within his abilities. To summarise, Zhou became a meal in return for gaining a weak wish-granter. For the elf's power may 'only' be a to grant wishes and take payment for them, but he do almost everything while granting said wishes. Too bad he couldn't fulfil his own desires.