Nagi closed his bedroom door. "Do my parents seriously have to harass me every time they see a chance to?" he asked as he instinctively turned the lock. is cheeks were still colored red from embarrassment as he remembered the conversation about sexual energies, the usual.
He glanced at the picture on his nightstand. It was taken a few days ago by Anka, one of his closest friends, even if she did it semi-spitefully. He laughed, "She is so cute." he said adoringly as he stared down at the picture--the picture was of his crush Nami pinning him down and hugging him. "And I'm glad Anka gave me this copy. I believe this is the only photo I own at all..." he pressed the photo to his chest and blushed as he eased his eyes shut.
"I got soooo..." he stopped, setting the photo down again, "Okay, maybe not that close to a kiss..." Immediately, he removed his shirt and jeans, flopping onto the bed and nestling himself beneath the covers. "Stupid sex talks..." he grumbled as he closed his eyes.
"You know, they wouldn't harass me as much if I actually had the courage to talk to Nami about liking her since we met..." he sighed as he flashed back, seeing so many opportunities to tell her or kiss her. "I'll make that stupid star wish, just for once chance to tell her..." Nagi said beneath his breath, "And a kiss would be nice, too."
"Nagi, Anka's on the phone," Tina said as she knocked on Nagi's door yet again.
Nagi growled, "Mom, why so early?"
"Nagi, it's ten o'clock..." Tina said softly.
"Huh?" Nagi asked as he glanced up at his alarm clock. "Ow..." he said quietly as his eyes strained in the dim light. "Mom, do we have any Tylenol?"
"I'll get you some. Anka said that she and Nami are coming over," Tina said as she left.
Nagi sat up and glanced around at the dimly lit room. "Random headache and oversleeping?" In a grog, Nagi slipped out of his underwear and redressed himself in a black T-shirt and he had just pulled his jeans on when Nami entered the room.
"Just in time," she blushed, her cheeks as red as usual, adding to her cuteness.
"Hmm?" he asked.
"Aren't you going to finish dressing?" Nami asked as she settled onto the bed.
Nagi nervously zipped his jeans and buttoned them, "S-sorry..."
"I've slept with you in less," she said offhandedly.
"True," he replied. Why does she...smell...so...good?" he asked himself as her usual scent wafted toward him. "Are you wearing perfume?"
"No," Nami replied as she watched Nagi slowly advance toward the bed.
"Did you lock the door?" he asked airily.
"Of course," Nami said as she leaned backward as Nagi leaned down toward her, "I wouldn't want anything ruining this..."
"Maybe I shouldn't have dressed..." he said as he bared his fangs.
"Go ahead," Nami smiled as Nagi brushed her hair away from her neck and bit into her flesh. As he eased them both onto the bed, Nami released a moan of pleasure.
"Did you miss this that badly?" Nagi whispered in her ear.
"W-what do you mean?" Nami asked nervously.
"I can smell you...and your mood..." Nagi snickered before continuing to draw her blood to his parted lips.
Nami traced Nagi's chest and abdomen with her fingers as Nagi continued biting and licking. "Oh, Nagi..." she moaned.
Nagi sat up in just enough time to throw his shirt to the floor, "That should make your curious hands more eager to continue..." Nami continued moaning as Nagi drew more and more blood from her, licking up every drawn drop. Nami's hands made their way to his lower abdomen, hinting that they wanted to continue. "Let's stop beating around the bush, then," Nagi suggested as he stood, immediately dropping his pants as he started to crawl toward her. Nami swallowed hard as she watched him slowly advance toward her, slowly removing his boxers as he crawled. Nami drew in another deep breath as Nagi's hand made its way slowly up her inner thigh. "No panties..." he smirked as he reached her lips again, readied to kiss her and even more eager for the main event to unfurl.
Nami cried out as she crashed to her bedroom floor. "What the hell?" she asked as her cheeks flushed a deep red. She glanced up to her bed to find Lulu sprawled out. "Oh, I am so killing you for that!" she hissed as she caressed the left side of her neck with her fingertips.
"Hmmm?" Lulu asked as she sat up in a grog.
Nami grabbed a pillow and forced it over Lulu's face, "You woke me up! How dare you!?!" she hissed as Lulu struggled beneath the pillow.
"What happened?" Anka asked from the floor at the foot of the bed.
"She woke me up! During the best dream ever!" Nami blushed.
"Uh, what about Nagi?" Anka asked, having already guessed.
"Vampire..." Nami squeaked. "I can still feel the bites..." she sighed dreamily.
"Let her live..." Anka pleaded.
"Fine..." Nami said as she tossed her pillow back on the bed.
Nami tied her bikini tightly before glancing at herself in the mirror. She sighed again before closing her eyes. "Wow, Nami..." Nagi's voice broke through the air.
Nami's eyes shot open and her cheeks flushed red. "N-Nagi..." she whimpered.
"You look beautiful..." he blushed as he looked her up and down.
"N-Nagi..." Nami said again before fainting.
Nagi rushed over to her, catching her before she could hit the ground. "Nami? Are you...okay?"
"Hmm?" Anka froze in the doorway. "Wow, talk about obsessed..." she chuckled.
"Why did she try to kill me last night?" Lulu wondered.
"You woke her up from a good dream..." Anka tapered off.
"What kind of dream?" Lulu prodded.
"Nagi, when she comes to, ask her what blood type she is," Anka commanded. "We'll be eating breakfast."
"W-what for? She's an O negative..." Nagi blushed as he pulled her onto the bed with him.
"Just do it..." Anka commanded again.
"Uh...okay..." Nagi said nervously.
"What did you want him to ask her that for?" Lulu asked as she grabbed the syrup from the cupboard.
"She dreamed they were nearly having sex, him a vampire and her his pet that is only for feeding and sex," Anka said with a shrug.
"Nami?" Nagi smiled as Nami eased her eyes open.
"Nagi?" she gasped.
"I was wondering..." Nagi blushed.
"What's your blood type?" Nagi smirked.
"N-Nagi..." Nami gasped, caressing the left part of her neck.
"Yes?" he asked, smiling wickedly.
"Anka told you, didn't she?"
"She just told me to ask you what blood type you are," Nagi admitted.
"She didn't say why?"
Nagi shook his head, "No, but why did she?"
"N-no reason!" Nami blushed an even deeper shade of red.
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