The man’s large hand gently patted Fang Chen’s back, coaxing him. “It’s okay, don’t be afraid.”

Fang Chen thought Seth didn’t believe him and looked up, saying urgently, “It’s true, I really saw…” His voice trailed off, and he murmured, “Your eyes…”

The man looked down at him and smiled slightly. “What’s wrong, baby?”

Are you scared? Are you terrified? Are you going to push me away and run?

The thought of the young man running away from him made the violence in Seth’s heart surge uncontrollably, and the color in his eyes deepened to a darker red. Catch him, lock him up…

But the next second, Fang Chen cried even harder, hugging the man tightly. “It’s over, you must have been bitten. What are we going to do? Will eating more garlic work…?”

Seth was stunned for a moment. After a long pause, he curved his lips into a helpless smile, scooped him up by his bottom, and carried him upstairs.

Back in the lounge, Fang Chen was still crying. Seth sat him on his lap, wiped his tears, and coaxed him. “Don’t cry, baby, I’m fine.”

Fang Chen was sobbing, completely oblivious to the change in the man’s form of address. Through his blurry, tear-filled eyes, he raised his hands to cup the man’s chin and examined it carefully. “When will you grow fangs? The pointy kind.”

“…”

Seth was amused. “You’re not scared?”

Fang Chen mumbled through his tears, “You’ve already been bitten, what else can I do?” I’ll just have to make do. It’s not like I can get a divorce.

Seth didn’t know what to say and silently wiped Fang Chen’s tears. But Fang Chen suddenly grabbed his hand, his eyes redder than a rabbit’s from crying, making it hard to tell who the vampire was.

“Don’t be scared. We have a lot of folk remedies back home. I’ll go back and steam some sticky rice for you to try. I don’t know if I can buy black donkey hooves here.” He also didn’t know if Chinese zombies and vampires were the same species.

Seth was both exasperated and amused. “Stop trying to treat it. It can’t be cured.”

Just now, the thought of letting the misunderstanding continue had indeed crossed his mind for a second, but no, that wouldn’t do. The inherent wickedness in a vampire’s bones made Seth want to expose all his unsightliness to Fang Chen. Let Fang Chen choose. Force him to make a choice.

The man’s eyes darkened as he looked at Fang Chen, his voice deep and hoarse. “What if… I was a vampire to begin with?”

Fang Chen froze. He… he had an online romance with a vampire?

Seeing the young man stunned, Seth scared him with even more malice. “This party is a gathering of vampires. Of everyone here, you are the only human.”

What would Fang Chen say? Would he scream and run away? Would he curse him for being a monster?

Time ticked by, and Seth’s boiling blood slowly cooled. But just then, Fang Chen frowned and pulled out his phone. “That can’t be right. My classmate called me. He’s here too.”

“…”

Seeing Fang Chen about to call back, Seth pressed his hand down with a slight headache. “Fang Chen, are you not afraid of me?”

Fang Chen looked up at him and thought about the scene he had just seen—it was indeed quite scary. He subconsciously covered his neck with his hand. Seeing that gesture, the man’s eyes darkened slightly.

“Let me see your teeth.” Fang Chen frowned. “Are you going to bite through my neck too?”

Seth closed his eyes. Why is he so obsessed with my teeth!

Fang Chen leaned his head over and tried to pry open Seth’s mouth. “Let me see.”

A vein throbbed on the man’s temple. His mind, which had been full of other thoughts, was now completely empty, replaced by the urge to pull down his pants and give him a couple of spanks.

At that moment, the phone rang. It was Jamin. He had probably looked all over the hall and couldn’t find him.

Fang Chen held the phone and looked at Seth helplessly. “What should I do? Is he a vampire too?”

Seth sneered. “Now you’re scared. Just a moment ago…” Before he could finish, Fang Chen had already answered the call.

In the video, Jamin held up his phone and asked, “Where are you? I can’t find you.”

Fang Chen said seriously, “Open your mouth. I want to see your teeth first.”

“…”

Jamin was speechless. “What do you mean?”

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes. “I’m human. Are you?”

There were a few seconds of silence on the other end, then Jamin hung up with a “thwack.” Tsk. He can’t even take a joke.

Fang Chen put away his phone and looked up at Seth innocently. The man looked at him with a blank expression. “I am not human.”

Fang Chen: “…Oh.”

Perhaps because the idea of Seth being bitten by a vampire had taken root first, when the man confessed that he was a vampire, Fang Chen was not as scared as he might have been. His only worry was… “So you chatted with me online and met me… just to suck my blood?”

Hearing the young man’s words, Seth looked at his slightly lowered eyes and felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a giant hand, suffocating him. He said in a low voice… The man lowered his head slightly, pressing his forehead against Fang Chen’s, his voice a little hoarse. “It’s because I like you.” No, it’s because I love you.

Whenever he heard Fang Chen’s voice, Seth would feel exceptionally happy. He liked hearing him complain that he was afraid of the dark, liked hearing him complain that the restaurants outside were bad, liked hearing him share all sorts of little things.

Fang Chen took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Seth’s neck. “Okay, I think I’m a bit of a love-struck fool. I feel…”

“Your teeth.”

“…”

Seth patted Fang Chen’s waist and changed the subject without a sound. “Do you still want to go down and have fun? If you don’t like it, we can go home.”

Fang Chen hesitated for a moment. “Will I see that blood-sucking scene again? I’m still a little scared. And, was that person an ordinary human…?”

“He’s a blood slave,” Seth comforted him. “Every vampire has their own blood slaves. You can think of them as blood bags. They provide blood to their masters. Don’t worry, they are willing.”

Fang Chen looked unconvinced. “How much money would make someone willing? I just saw it, there were two bloody holes in his neck.”

“A blood slave’s self-healing ability is very strong. They recover quickly.” Seth’s tone carried a hint of mockery. “You still underestimate human greed. Besides money, what they want more is eternal life.”

“By becoming a blood slave, although they have to obey the vampire and provide blood at all times, they also gain eternal life.” Seth’s gaze fell on Fang Chen. No human can resist the temptation of eternal life. He believed the young man was no exception…

Fang Chen suddenly spoke seriously. “I have a question for you, and you must answer me honestly.”

Seth’s tone was light. “Go on.”

“How old are you, really?”

“…”

Fang Chen’s little mouth chattered on. “I thought you were in your thirties before. Although a bit old, it was barely passable. But now you’re a vampire and you’re immortal. How old are you exactly? My family won’t let me date someone who’s super old.”

Seth: “…”

For the first time, the usually calm and decisive vampire prince looked at Fang Chen with some shock. “Doesn’t your family not care about you?”

Fang Chen got off his lap and stood with his hands on his hips. “So what? Are you not going to come home with me then? I can’t date someone older than my dad.”

It was the first time Seth had felt so aggrieved. He pursed his lips. “I’m not that old. Okay, putting age aside, is there anything else you’re not satisfied with about me?”

“We can’t put it aside.” Fang Chen narrowed his eyes. “You’re not a few hundred years old, are you?”

Just turned eight hundred. Not that old.

The young man’s gaze scanned him up and down, finally stopping on a certain part. Tsk. It’s been a few hundred years. Can it still work well?

Fang Chen had a sudden realization. No wonder he made me sleep in the guest room yesterday. It turns out he can’t perform.

Seeing the ever-changing expressions on the young man’s face, one could tell he was thinking about inappropriate things. Seth gritted his teeth, his expression sinister. “I’m only old in age. Other things are not affected.”

Fang Chen gave a perfunctory “Oh.”

Seth’s heart ached from his tone. He stood up with a cold face. “We’re going home.” We’ll try when we get home.

Fang Chen dodged back a little. “No way, I still have to find my classmate. I’m not going back.”

Seth said with a cold face, “I’ll go with you.”

This time, Fang Chen didn’t refuse. After all, if he ran into another ghoulish blood-sucking scene, he could hide behind Seth.

Jamin circled the hall twice and saw Fang Chen coming down from the second floor. He was about to go up and greet him, but his gaze shifted, and he saw the man standing behind Fang Chen. His legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground. Was he seeing things? Wasn’t that Prince Seth?

Fang Chen walked over cheerfully, not noticing the strange expression on Jamin’s face at all. “Jamin, I really didn’t expect to run into you here.”

Jamin forced a smile. “Ha… me too. What a surprise.”

Fang Chen leaned his head over. “Are you one of them too?”

Jamin glanced at Seth behind him, then quickly looked away and asked deliberately, “What?”

Fang Chen bared his teeth. “You know, this.” For all he knows, you’re calling vampires dogs.

Jamin gave a vague “mm.” But he quickly reacted and looked at Fang Chen suspiciously. “You’re not?”

Fang Chen quickly said, “Of course I am.” He pointed behind him, using the knowledge he had just learned to show off. “This is my blood slave.”

Jamin was in a daze. Ah… the Prince is your blood slave… well… sigh, fine.

Although Seth wasn’t too close, a vampire’s hearing was far beyond that of a normal human. He heard Fang Chen’s words clearly. Not only was he not angry, but he even curled his lips into a smile.

Fang Chen felt it was cool to have given himself the identity of a vampire and openly discussed the knowledge with Jamin. At first, Seth listened without interrupting, until Fang Chen started asking about stamina. Only then could he finally not hold back. He walked over, picked him up, and said, “We’re going home.”

“Wait for me… I’m not done talking!”

Feeling embarrassed and unable to struggle free from the man, Fang Chen quickly turned his head and explained to Jamin, “I’m leaving first. I’m going back to suck his blood. Bye.”

Jamin waved at him stiffly.

Back in the car, Fang Chen grumbled, “I wasn’t even done talking. You’re so disrespectful to me!”

Seth glanced at him. “And you calling me your blood slave is respectful?”

Fang Chen blushed. “You heard that.”

Seth’s lips quirked. “If you really want to suck my blood, it’s not impossible.”

Fang Chen immediately covered his mouth. “I don’t, I don’t want to. Don’t talk nonsense.”

In fact, Seth never had any intention of turning Fang Chen into a blood slave. The process was too painful. How could he bear it? And besides sucking human blood, there was another way for a vampire’s first embrace. That was for the vampire to willingly let the human drink their blood. The higher the rank of the vampire, the less pain the human would feel during the transformation. It was just that almost no vampire used this method, so it was gradually forgotten.

But Seth didn’t know if Fang Chen was willing to be assimilated by him. Although vampires have eternal life, they are different from normal humans. They fear sunlight and silver.

After the two returned to the villa, Seth acted as if he had never been to the castle and never mentioned anything about vampires again. Since Seth didn’t bring it up, Fang Chen didn’t feel it was right to either. The two of them just held it in. But aside from that, their daily actions were very intimate.

Fang Chen still slept in the guest room, but he would be woken up by Seth in the morning. The man would pick him up, kiss his nose, kiss his chin, and then carry him to wash up. He would make breakfast for Fang Chen, usually Chinese food that Fang Chen liked, and then take him to school. It was no different from being in a relationship. But beyond that, they did nothing more intimate.

Fang Chen could only drag Jamin over to solve his emotional problems. He said, conflicted, “I was bragging that day. Seth isn’t a blood slave. He’s the vampire.”

Jamin: “…” Even a fool would know that.

After listening to Fang Chen’s complaints, Jamin said thoughtfully, “Have you really thought it through? To become a vampire.”

Fang Chen rested his chin on his hand. “What were you thinking back then?”

Jamin said casually, “For eternal life, of course.”

“But you’re definitely not thinking that way.”

Fang Chen was a little troubled. “I guess so. If I can have eternal life, I can be with Seth forever.”

Jamin hissed. “Love-struck fool!”

That evening, he had dinner with Jamin. Seth personally came to pick him up in his car. In the dark, the man leaned against the car door with a cigarette between his lips, but it wasn’t lit. After being with Fang Chen and knowing the young man didn’t like the smell of smoke, Seth had stopped smoking. It was just that he had been upset these past two days and would bite on a cigarette to relieve his stress.

Seeing the young man bouncing out of the restaurant, Seth quickly threw away the cigarette, strode over, and hugged Fang Chen. “You’re not wearing enough. Are you cold?”

Fang Chen poked his head out from the man’s embrace. “Not at all.”

Seth smiled and lowered his head to kiss his forehead. “Let’s go home.”

As usual, they went home, washed up, changed clothes, and prepared for bed. The only difference was that when Seth came out of the bathroom, he saw a lump under the covers on his bed. He narrowed his eyes, walked over and lifted the covers, not surprised to see Fang Chen smiling at him with curved eyes.

Seth took a deep breath, his voice heavy. “Fang Chen, do you know what you’re doing?”

Fang Chen was lying on his side, one hand propping up his head. “I’m already in your bed, and you’re still asking me that? You’re not really incapable, are you?” It was a blatant provocation.

Seth sneered and asked seriously, “Are you looking for death?”

Fang Chen smiled sweetly. “I’m looking to get fucked.”

The air in the room instantly froze. Seth looked at the clueless young man in front of him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. He was clearly giving him a chance, yet he kept coming closer. Since that’s the case… should he still let him go?

Seth walked towards the bed step by step, his body still carrying the dampness of the shower. He then reached out and gently pinched Fang Chen’s chin. “Have you really thought it through?”

Fang Chen muttered, “Old man, so slow.” He leaned in directly and planted a kiss on Seth’s lips with a “smack.” Then he closed his eyes. “Hurry up and bite me.”

Wait… Fang Chen suddenly remembered something and his eyes flew open again.

Seth looked at him with a blank expression. “Regretting it?”

Fang Chen covered his neck and asked seriously, “I just remembered, can you apply some anesthetic for this?”

Seth’s blood pressure was about to spike from being provoked several times. He was suspected to be the first vampire with high blood pressure. He said coldly, “No.”

Fang Chen said aggrievedly, “Alright then.” He closed his eyes again, looking like he was facing death with equanimity, and proactively offered his neck to Seth’s mouth. Like a naive little beast, repeatedly sending itself into the wolf’s mouth. So stupid.

Seth looked at the person in front of him, slowly leaned in, and lowered his head slightly. Feeling the man’s hot breath on his neck, Fang Chen was a little nervous. His tightly shut eyelashes fluttered up and down, like a butterfly about to take flight.

Fang Chen’s mind was racing. The moment he bites, just like in the movies, his hair will stand on end, his eyes will turn red, his nails will grow long… no, wrong show, that’s a zombie.

Just then, a light kiss landed on his neck.

Fang Chen’s eyes snapped open. He had offered his neck to a vampire’s mouth, but what he got was a cherished kiss.

Seth chuckled lowly. “Just because you’re willing to offer me your neck, does that mean I’ll definitely be willing to bite?”

Fang Chen blinked, dazed.

Seth raised his hand, his thumb pressing on Fang Chen’s forehead. He looked at him quietly, his eyes gradually darkening, blood surging in their depths. “I’ll ask you one last time. Have you really thought it through?”

Fang Chen also looked up at him, his eyes black and bright. “I want to be with you forever.”

Seth’s throat tightened, and he closed his eyes briefly. “Okay, Fang Chen. You will accompany me in eternal life.” He would not let go again. Regardless of whether Fang Chen would regret it, he would never let him leave again.

There was no expected pain. Instead, Seth made a light cut on his palm in front of him, and dark red blood flowed out. He held his hand out to Fang Chen. It was strange. Fang Chen was still human, how could he be interested in fresh blood?

But that was the reality. The blood seemed to have a magical attraction. Fang Chen swallowed with a “gulp” and couldn’t help but lean closer. The man’s deep voice sounded in his ear, as if coaxing. “Good boy, drink.”

At some point, Fang Chen’s mouth was already pressed against it. Fresh blood flowed into his mouth, so warm, like a small flame, shooting through his limbs.

Fang Chen gradually felt his body heat up. He hummed unconsciously, tilted his head back, and subconsciously asked Seth for help. “I feel uncomfortable.”

Seth’s eyes darkened. He lowered his head slightly and gave Fang Chen a bloody kiss.

When blood and lust intertwined, it was mostly stimulating, but tonight was different. The man’s movements were as gentle as could be, as if treating a fragile piece of porcelain. He stripped off his clothes and pulled him into his arms.

Once the prey was in his mouth, Seth showed another face. While still inside him, he carried Fang Chen to the bathroom like that and asked him in front of the mirror, “Do you think I’m old?”

“Do you think I don’t perform well?”

He asked sinisterly, and with each question, he went a little deeper. Seth’s wound had already healed, but there were still traces of blood at the corner of Fang Chen’s mouth, revealing what had just happened. The young man’s words were incoherent, begging for mercy with a choked voice. But Seth turned a deaf ear. He sneered. “Sorry, I’m old. I hold grudges.”

“…Ugh!”

The chaotic night passed just like that.

It wasn’t until noon the next day that Fang Chen woke up in a daze. Seth was right beside him, looking at a tablet. Hearing the sound beside him, he reached out to help him up, then touched his forehead. “No fever. Are you uncomfortable anywhere? I made congee, want to have some first?”

Fang Chen’s lips moved, as if saying something. Seth thought he was about to say something important and quickly lowered his head to put his ear closer. He only heard Fang Chen’s weak voice. “You… you’re so old, why do you know how to use a smartphone?”

Seth’s face was expressionless. I was too merciful yesterday. I should have made him mute.

Fang Chen nestled in Seth’s arms, holding the hand Seth had cut yesterday. He lowered his head, sniffed it, and said softly, “I don’t want to eat.”

Seth narrowed his eyes and asked knowingly, “Oh? Aren’t you hungry if you don’t eat?” A newborn vampire has a great craving for the prince’s blood.

Fang Chen didn’t say anything. He felt that since he was a vampire now, he should be self-reliant. He secretly ground his teeth, held the man’s hand, and took a bite. Unfortunately, a night had passed, and he had not grown the sharp fangs he expected.

Seth let him gnaw, but finally couldn’t help but pull his hand back, amused. “Your teeth haven’t even grown in properly. What can you do besides get my hand covered in saliva?”

Fang Chen looked like the impotent husband from a certain movie, his eyes downcast in grievance.

Seth made a light cut on his palm with his finger. Fresh blood flowed out, and the sweet smell wafted into Fang Chen’s nose. His eyes lit up, and he quickly hugged the man’s hand, drinking with gulping sounds. The scene was truly strange.

Fang Chen was nestled in Seth’s arms. Because of their size difference, he was completely enveloped in the man’s embrace, like a large doll, gulping down the drink. The man’s other hand stroked his hair, coaxing him in a low voice, “Slow down, no one’s going to fight you for it.”

Fang Chen stopped and couldn’t help but say, “It’s like breastfeeding.”

Seth closed his eyes. “Shut up. Even drinking can’t shut your mouth.”

…

If there were any changes after becoming a vampire, they weren’t very obvious in Fang Chen. He had become a little paler, but he was already very pale. He was a little afraid of the sun, but he usually liked to wear hats anyway.

Oh, he now had a new hobby. He liked to get up every day and measure the length of his teeth, and he would chase after Seth to ask when his teeth would grow long. One could say he was very persistent.

It was no longer a secret that Prince Seth had brought back an Easterner. He was hidden in his ancient castle, rarely seen by anyone. Some guessed that this might be a human who had received the Prince’s first embrace, probably to be kept in the castle as a blood servant.

Until a certain year-end banquet. A vampire accidentally wandered into the top-floor room and saw the usually cold and majestic Prince holding a young man. The young man sat on his lap, with black hair and black eyes, wearing what was clearly the Prince’s robe, loose and baggy, revealing two clear teeth marks on his fair, tender shoulder.

The Prince tilted his head, proactively exposing his neck, his voice gentle and coaxing. “Baby, bite here.”