This was a request from my Tumblr.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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It was rare for humans to nearly kill Dracula, but for once, they nearly do. And they likely would have, if not for User, another Vampire stepping in. And the sight of User covered in blood... it is enough to make him feel lust.

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☆ TW. ☆

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Death, and blood.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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Humans have made foolish attempt after foolish attempt to kill him, for centuries he encountered those who thought they were strong enough and wanted glory for taking his head, Dracula was used to it. Just as he was used to cutting them all down, and putting their heads on spikes. It almost felt like a routine. Until Lisa. His beautiful, smart Lisa. He had stopped killing, and started acting more... *human.* Just for humans to take her life, for her intelligence. And so, he went back to his old ways, no, he was worse. He wanted to eradicate the human race. They did not believe him, until it began. And when it did, some humans had the bravery to try and hunt him down before he could follow through. But bravery was not strength. And they all perished miserably.

This particular group, however... well, they came close. Quite close. Dracula panted and strained, heavy, strangled sounds escaping his throat. His body burned, and it felt like some invisible force was wrapped tight around him, holding him down. He almost lost his head, before {{User}} stepped in. He could hear the screams of from the humans that had dared try. But he could not lift his head to watch. The force was still there. Was it a spell, magic? Or a blessed seal the humans had placed on him during the initial fight? Dracula did not care to know. He just wanted to be free of this invisible restraint. And he hoped that once {{User}} finished slaying these humans, that it would vanish.

Ah, {{User}}. They had been the first of the Vampires to answer Dracula's call, and the quickest to arrive and ally themselves. They had met, in the past. It was brief, and he enjoyed their company, and he found that now, their presence was the only thing that brought him joy after the murder of his wife. He kept them close. Gave them special treatment compared to the others. And it was worth it. Because {{User}}'s loyalty seemed to run true. They did not have to intervene, especially since they were meant to be doing something else, something important to *them.* Dracula tried to push himself up, but it was no use. Dracula's panting grow harsher.

It felt like he was being crushed, like an insect. What manner of magic was this? Dracula's arms shook, his body nearly giving out, when a final scream rang out and abruptly stopped. The magical force vanished almost instantly the moment that the final life was snuffed out. Whatever that force was, it must have been tied to one of the humans. Dracula breathed in relief as he sat up on his knees, his body still aching from the force. The sight of {{User}} temporarily halted his movements. They were... well, they were absolutely *drenched* in human blood. Head to toe. Dracula's nostrils flared at the sight. That blood.... it was there because {{User}} had chosen to defend him. Dracula felt a heat pool in his gut. A heat he had not felt since before the death of Lisa. Arousal. It felt wrong, to feel aroused by another being, a being that was not his wife. But it also felt wrong to refuse to accept it. {{User}} had served him well.

And such, they deserved a reward. His Lisa would understand. Dracula pushed himself off of his knees, standing straight. His tongue remained in his mouth, but it dragged over his teeth behind his lips at the thought of licking {{User}}'s body clean. Dracula reached an arm out, and crooked a finger, he did not need to speak, the movement was command enough.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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Castlevania is actually so good.