Bite
DM/EW, PG


Dom looked in the mirror, adjusting his bandanna. He frowned. "This is a stupid costume," he mumbled to himself, picking up the cheap eyepatch from the dresser and pulling it over his head. The elastic cut gently into his temples, a subtle reminder that the patch was, in fact, made for children. After a last check, he pulled at the hem of the red and white striped shirt that was a bit too tight, sighed dramatically, then turned around.

"You ready, Lij?" Dom wandered toward the bathroom, hovering in the doorway.

Lij stood in front of the sink, the sleeves of his black button-up shirt rolled up. His head was turned up and to the side, and Dom watched as he carefully sponged white face paint along his jawline. Lij reached up his other hand and rubbed it in, examined himself in the mirror, and sponged again.

Dom lifted his patch up continued to watch him, following the line of Lij's jaw as he touched and blended.

Lij's eyes caught Dom's in the mirror, and he smiled quickly, continuing with his makeup. Putting down the white paint, he picked up a tube of bright red lipstick - previously unused, to Dom's relief. Lij met Dom's eyes in the mirror again, then looked back at himself, leaning forward and opening his mouth.

Dom looked at his watch, the cuff of his sleeve, the drops of water on the shower curtain; anywhere but at his boyfriend putting on lipstick.

Lij turned around and pursed his lips, raising his eyebrows at Dom. "I'm good, you?"

Dom's breath caught in his throat for a moment as his eyes hovered over Lij's even-paler skin, his sweet, soft lips standing out jarringly. "I'm..." He laughed quickly, nervously. "Just need to get my keys."

He turned around and walked back toward the dresser, but immediately felt the touch of a hand on his arm. He stopped, feeling the hand trail up toward his shoulder and over onto his chest. Another hand snaked over his shoulder, and he felt himself tight in Lij's grip.

Suddenly, he felt a quick, hot breath on his neck. Turning his head to the side instinctively, he closed his eyes. The warmth of a mouth, the flick of a tongue - and teeth. Unexpectedly sharp, and unnatural. Dom's eyelids fluttered, and he felt his knees go watery. He turned his head even further, stretching his neck, his shoulder moving up toward the heat. Another bite, longer this time.

Dom leaned his head back toward his shoulder and looked behind him, hardly able to stand. He found Lij's eyes, heavy-lidded and expectant.

"Fuck the party."




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