Vampire Villain Biting Hero Without Being Aware Of It Because Of How Hungry They Were. Hero Starts Having

Vampire villain biting hero without being aware of it because of how hungry they were. Hero starts having a painful transformation and villain didn't notice until they meet with hero again??

I just really liked the idea and i love your writing.

tw: blood

“Hero.”

The villain frowned, their eyes narrowing at the sight of their nemesis doubling over, clutching their stomach. They sucked in a painful gasp of air, before gritting their teeth, and clumsily straightening up.

“Fight me,” they demanded, their voice hoarse. “I’m fine.”

The villain hummed under their breath, hardly threatened by them. They easily noticed the painful pinpricks on the side of their neck, their memories resurfacing uneasily. Villain remembered that in their bloodlust, they’d fed on the hero, despite their unwillingness.

They had been so out of control and they knew it had shaken the hero up badly. It had been so long since that night, but Villain could sense something wrong with them.

And it wasn’t because they were scared.

The air around them smelled different, and the villain prowled closer, curiousity calling them. “Look at you. You can hardly keep yourself up. What’s wrong?”

The hero looked furious, their expression twisting into a grimace, before a loud groan tore from their throat. They quickly collapsed onto their knees, just barely caught by the villain’s awaiting arms.

“Fuck you,” they gasped angrily, whining in pain as they curled in on themselves, clutching their stomach desperately. “You...did something to me. Fuck, it hurts, Villain. Everything hurts.”

The vampire’s eyes widened in recognition. “That’s why your scent is different.” They murmured, clutching gently onto the hero. They seemed hypersensitive to their touch, shivering if they pressed too hard. “You’re turning.”

“Turning?” The hero growled out, before they dissolved into trembling cries, pinching their eyes shut. “Too bright, too bright. It hurts.”

Villain guided them to the shadows, letting them rest on the floor. The hero whined when Villain pulled away, and they pressed a hand to their forehead, feeling how burning hot and clammy the skin was.

“Why didn’t you come to me?” The villain chastised, frown on their brows. Hero bit back another insult while they were verging on another painful wave of nausea.

“I don’t like you,” they grumbled, shuddering at the pain. “You did this! You did it on purpose...”

The villain knew it was useless to tell them they hadn’t meant to. They cut open a small vein on their wrist, placing a hand on the back of Hero’s head.

“Here, drink this,” they ordered quietly, knowing the hero’s senses would be heightened to an unhealthy amount. They tried to jerk away, shaking their head.

“I’m not drinking that. I’m not like you.”

Villain sighed. “It will speed up the process. And make it a little less painful.”

“I don’t want to speed it up,” Hero snapped, gasping at another zap of pain up their spine. “I don’t want to be like you...”

Villain shook their head, and pushed their wrist against the hero’s mouth. Defiance sparked in their pain filled eyes, but they quickly succumbed to the taste on their tongue, sucking desperately at the blood. Villain stroked the back of their head, supporting them, before moving away.

Hero released a trembling sigh, unwilling to fight as the villain helped them onto their feet.

“Let’s go someplace better, all right?” They whispered.

The hero didn’t argue this time.