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The full moon is out tonight. Vampires like Macaque couldn't resist the urges it brings them. With werewolves, it transforms them into their true self. But with vampires like him, it simply brings out that irresistible thirst.

Macaque went to his typical hunting spot. It seems the humans never learned. He had scouted in this area before during the last full moons, and yet the humans would still venture here. It's as if they wanted their blood sucked. Macaque was in a forest, famous for being a great camping site. He used his strong nose to sniff for any prey.

Then, a wonderful scent hit his nose. The aroma seemed familiar somehow, even though he'd never smelt it before. He sneaked through the forest to get closer to the source. That's when he saw it. Macaque's eyes widened in shock.

It was... another monkey?

Macaque was staring in awe. There was a golden monkey wearing a brown winter jacket. He was sitting on a log and picking at a fire with a stick. The way Macaque was hiding behind a tree while staring; some would say he looked like a shy school girl looking at her crush. He then blinked and snapped himself out of it. He slightly crouched, getting ready to shoot toward his prey. Macaque took a few steps forward, but cringed as he heard a small crinkle under his feet. The golden monkey paused his fire picking, and slowly turn his head to the left. Macaque was already hiding behind another tree before the golden monkey could see him.

"Hmm... Just the wind I suppose.." The golden monkey mumbled.

Macaque silently sighed in relief. He peaked over the tree and saw the monkey looking back down at his fire. With his teeth now bared he built up the courage once again.

Three... Two... One... Now!

Macaque whipped around the tree and pounced toward the golden monkey. His claws and his fangs out for the attack. With one fell swoop, he was immobilized..

'Wait... what?' He thought. An electric feeling vibrated through out his body. He was released and he fell to the ground. His body was steaming.

"You weren't expecting that, huh vampire? Yeah, you probably thought this was just a normal stick, aye? Well guess what? It wasn't. It's a taser rod. Made specifically for the vampire- hunters..?" The golden monkey was rambling until he slowed his talk to a stop. He stood above Macaque and narrowed his eyes. "Wait a second..." The monkey then grabbed a torch from the fire and held it in front of him so that he could see better. "Holy shit!"

Macaque's vision was blurry as he stared up at the monkey, confused. He could barely move his body after being electrocuted. "W-what... the hell?" He managed to whisper out.

"I can't believe I cau..." The monkey's voice faded out as Macaque fainted.

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Macaque's eyes fluttered open. His eyelids felt heavy. Wherever he was, it was completely silent. Looking around, all he saw was a small grey room. Panic slowly started to build in him. He attempted to move, which turned out to be futile. Looking down, he saw that he was bound to a metal chair.

His ears winced at a loud creak of a door opening. Someone should really oil up it's hinges. Macaque looked up to see the golden monkey. The one he had attempted to make his prey who knows how long ago.

"Ahh look who's awake," the monkey said as he strutted in. "You know, I've seen many a vampire in my life-time as a vampire hunter, and they were all just ravenous, ugly monsters." He then leaned his face close to Macaque's, "but you, however, are actually... cute."

Macaque had a slight blush grow on his face. He couldn't tell if it was from the compliment, or because of how close the monkey was. Finally, the golden monkey backed up. Macaque let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "Well if I'm so cute does that mean you'll let me go?" Macaque asked in a sassy tone.

"Haha... That's hilarious, but.." The golden monkey then slammed his hand against the metal chair Macaque was bound to. His hand an inch away from Macaque's head. "Hospitalizing multiple humans is not a dismissable crime." The monkey's feigned smile had instantly faded and turned into a serious look. Macaque felt like he would be in danger if he looked away from his dark gaze.

The monkey backed up once again, and started circling Macaque as he continued. "The name is Sun Wukong, but that's Officer Wukong to you, vampire. It is very strange that out of all the vampires I've encountered on a full moon, you seem to be a lot less feral, and like I said, cute. Not to mention, you're a simian of all creatures. Most vampires have a very humanoid look. So you can imagine my surprise when I see that you're a monkey, like me. It's very intriguing indeed.."

'Does this guy ever shut up?' Macaque thought.

"So, were you surprised too?"

"Huh?"

"When you tried to attack me, were you surprised that I was a monkey too?"

"..." Macaque looked down and thought for a moment, "I.. guess so..."

"Ha ha... Then I bet I smelled a lot tastier than your average human, right?" Wukong asked with a little too much excitement for comfort. Macaque's cheeks began to flush and he looked away with a glare. "I'll take that as a yes.."

'Perv..' Macaque thought.

"But still, as much as you do intrigue me, I still have to punish you for what you did to those poor humans.."

"Pfft, It's not like I killed them..." Macaque mumbled.

"Oh? So draining them until they're unconscious for days is any better?" Macaque stared at Wukong, but then looked down in shame. Wukong's eyes furrowed at this response. "That's funny, you almost look... ashamed of your actions. As if you have a heart.."

"...?" Macaque looked back up at Wukong.

"Pity, almost makes me feel bad for what's about to happen next... Almost."

"Wha-" Before Macaque could finish asking, Wukong swiftly grabbed Macaque's hair and pulled his head to the side. "Guh!" Wukong then ripped open the clothes that were covering Macaque's neck. He then bared his fangs, which normal monkeys just naturally have.

"Wait wait wait! Don't!" Macaque protested. If he had been captured any other night, he wouldn't have cared. But the night of the full moon was different for vampires like him.

"Oh? What's this?" Wukong asked. Macaque was about to respond, but then Wukong continued, "looks like you already have a bite mark... That's strange..."

'That still hasn't healed yet?' Macaque wondered.

"Could it be...? Are you a half-breed?"

Macaque tensed at this question. He refused to utter a word.

"Now it all makes sense. No wonder you seem like you actually have a brain, unlike other vampires during the full moon.."

"S-so what?" Macaque stuttered out, as he was still in an uncomfortable position.

"You're right. I guess it doesn't matter. It's just nice to have that mystery solved. But, back to business." Wukong pulled a little more on Macaque's hair. He noticed Macaque trying to pull his shoulder up in an attempt to protect his neck. So he pushed that down with his other hand. "Guess I'll just reopen this scar.."

"Wait no! Please!" Macaque begged, but with a swift motion, Wukong bit down on Macaque's neck. "Hnng!" He grunted out. Macaque started squirming around in his seat. He was trying his best to pull out of the bars holding him in place;to no avail. This was worst case scenario for Macaque. A vampire getting bitten on a full moon was the equivalent to a human injecting an aphrodisiac. That's why the full moon was the best time for mating.

Against his will, his body began to heat up. Wukong began sucking blood out from the tiny holes he had punctured. This caught Macaque by surprise. Why would a non-vampire drink blood? Perhaps he was trying to make Macaque pass out due to blood loss. The suckling noises filled Macaque's ears and it made him cringe. It was more like he was getting a hickey rather than a bite.

"Ugg.. g-get off!"

Wukong remained for a bit longer. He then finally released his fangs and licked Macaque's neck of any excess blood remaining. It sent chills down his spine. Wukong stood up, turned his head to the side, and spat out a large gulp of Macaque's blood onto the floor. Macaque was almost offended; his blood just being wasted like that. Wukong then wiped his lips with a handkerchief he pulled out of his pocket. He was just about to lean down and continue, but then he stopped, and was shocked at the sight in front of him.

Macaque was a blushing and panting mess. He was looking away in shame as sweat had built up on his face. His body was slightly trembling, but it wasn't visible to Wukong.

Wukong got a whiff of something. He leaned just a bit toward Macaque and started sniffing.

"Oh my, what's this?~" He asked in a scandalous tone, "are you by chance a masochist?"

"Hell no!" Macaque abruptly yelled. Wukong blinked in surprise.

"Alright, damn, I was just asking," Wukong brought up his hands defensively, "no need to act like you're on your period."

Macaque's eye twitched at that comment, 'this guy seriously pisses me off..' he thought.

"If not then, why do you smell more in heat than a rabbit in a sex club?" Macaque's eyes widened at this question. He had been a vampire for so long that he'd forgotten that other simians can smell each other's pheromones. Macaque's lips squeezed together, refusing to answer. Wukong leaned his head on his hand as he smirked. "Do you have some kind of biting kink?"

"(Sigh) No," Macaque said, annoyed. He just wanted to get out of there and rub one out already. His body was already feeling super neglected in this needy state. Wukong then grabbed his own chin as he began to think. Macaque noticed him staring and said, "Ulg, stop staring at me, you sicko..."

"Oh really? I'm the sicko here?"

"Yeah! What the hell kind of cop bites someone as a punishment!?"

"Hah, my methods may be unconventional, but I'm too good at my job for them to let me go." Wukong said, smugly. Macaque rolled his eyes. "Well, I'll just leave you alone for now. Have fun dealing with that while I'm gone." Wukong said as he walked out. Macaque assumed by 'that' he was referring to his heat. But with this, Macaque was alone. Unable to 'deal with' the problem as he was bound to a chair.

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Some time passed, Macaque had no idea how long, but it felt like hours. His heat had gotten so bad that it was becoming agonizing. His dick was starting to feel itchy from being touch-starved. His clothes were sticking to his body from how much he was sweating. He had felt even more worn out since, while Wukong was gone, he was attempting to escape. Macaque tried his best but him being able to escape would defeat the purpose of what the chair was made for. His wrists and ankles probably had small bruised cuts from how much pulling he did.

He could still feel Wukong's tongue on his neck. It was all he could think about in this lewd state. Wukong had invaded his every thought. His smell, his handsome face, and his intimidating yet sexy voice.

Through panted breaths, Macaque whispered, "W-Wukong..."

As you speak of the devil, the devil shall appear. For just a few seconds after, the door opened and in came none other than officer Wukong himself.

"Kay it's been 30 minutes so have you calmed down ye-.." Wukong froze as he saw the state Macaque was in. Macaque slowly looked up at Wukong with tired eyes. "Oh... Sheesh I didn't know it was that bad..."

"Tch.." Macaque could barely muster up a scowl; it came out as only a mild frown as he looked away. He didn't have the energy. However, it was surprising hearing that only 30 minutes had passed.

"Hmm..." An idea started brimming in Wukong, "would you like my help?" Macaque was baffled at the question, but when he looked up, Wukong's face was blank.

"Excuse me?"

"Your heat. I can help you with it if you like," he bent forward and cupped Macaque's face, "you just say the word, and I'm all yours for tonight~"

Macaque was repulsed by the question, but he didn't know what else to do. Being bound up while in heat was miserable. It's like being tied up while someone tickles you with feathers. His eyes darted around indecisively as he blushed. The one he was just perversely fantasizing about was offering sex. This was all so conflicting.

"I..." He hesitated.

"Yeees~?" Wukong whispered as one of his hands started playing with three of Macaque's ears. Macaque flinched at the touch, he hadn't realized his ears were revealed. How long had his glamours been down? Since he woke up? He had no clue. But, he couldn't lie, it felt really nice. He sighed as he leaned into the touch. Wukong raised his eyebrows in calm surprise. Macaque then looked directly at Wukong with pleading eyes.

"Yes.. Please help me..."

To Be Continued

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Continuing from chapter 1

"Yes.. Please help me..."

Wukong's tail started wagging with excitement, "Wow, and I was planning on making you say please. But low and behold hehe."

Macaque did a slow, unimpressed blink in response.

"Alright, well, I doubt you can do anything in this state. So I won't worry about any shock collar." Wukong let go of Macaque's face and pressed a button on the chair. As simple as that, all of Macaque's limbs were free. Macaque shakily gripped his hands on the arm rests and tried pushing himself up. When he stood on his feet, his knees immediately gave out. Macaque collapsed into Wukong's arms and he effortlessly caught him. "Whoa heh, didn't expect you to fall for me so quickly!"

Macaque turned his head and stared up at Wukong with a disappointed look.

Wukong chuckled as he stared down at Macaque with adoration. He then brushed some of Macaque's sweaty hair out of his face. They locked eyes for a moment. Wukong then cleared his throat and lifted Macaque to his feet and placed him by his side. "Sorry plums, but you're gonna have to stand on your own for a sec while I fix us a bed."

"Plums...?"

"Yeah, that's your new nickname, since your heat kinda smells like plums," Wukong said as he bent down in front of the chair. Macaque blushed, having had no idea that's what he smelled like. He folded his arms, feeling uncomfortable. His left foot itching at his right ankle impatiently, "ah, there it is." Wukong pressed a button under the chair. The 'chair' now bending out and becoming more like a bed. Wukong put his hands on his hips and smiled proudly. "Yeah we don't use this often so I kinda had to re-remember where the button was."

"Uh-huh..." Macaque said as he wondered what this 'bed' would've even been used for.

"It may be a bit uncomfortable but it's the best we got," Wukong said as he locked the door. He looked over and saw Macaque had an apprehensive stare. "For privacy reasons," he reassured. Macaque blinked a couple of times, mentally slapping himself in the face.

"Right, yeah..." He blushed from embarrassment.

"Damn, you really are out of it. Guess we better speed this up, aye?" Wukong walked over to Macaque's side. Macaque noticed their height difference. It wasn't by much, but Wukong was indeed taller.

"What-" Before Macaque could finish, Wukong swept him off his feet, bridal-style. Macaque was startled as he tightly gripped Wukong's shirt. Wukong chuckled as he walked over and gently placed Macaque down on the table bed thing. He sat himself up on his hands as he watched Wukong start to take his shirt off. Wukong paused as he caught Macaque staring.

"Well gee, didn't know I was putting on a show haha," he then continued. Surprisingly, Macaque didn't look away. It seems he was truly thirsty. Wukong finished taking off all of his clothing and he said, "okay so I guess I'm leading then?"

"Huh?"

"(Sigh) oh well..." Wukong said with a smirk as he walked over to Macaque. He then began taking Macaque's shirt off. Macaque blushed as he realized what he meant by 'leading'. He grabbed Wukong's hands off of him.

"S-sorry i'll, do it myself.." He said shyly as he turned away and began undressing. And just as Macaque had watched him, Wukong watched as well with a patient smile. Macaque shoved his clothes to the floor and hesitantly turned back, refusing to make eye contact. Wukong climbed on top of the bed, looming over Macaque. He then placed his hands on Macaque's knees and gently spread them apart. "Mm!" Macaque made the smallest of noises at the motion. His body was greatly sensitive right now.

"Hey it's okay, you can relax," Wukong said as he made a gesture toward Macaque's torso. Macaque grumbled and begrudgingly laid his back down. "There ya go," Wukong then wrapped his hands around Macaque's thighs and leaned his head down to his dick. He licked the tip, which caught Macaque's attention. He looked over to see what Wukong was doing.

"Whoa whoa, you don't have to do all that," Macaque waved his hand in protest.

"Hm?.. Oh don't worry, it's fine. Besides, I... I feel bad..."

"Feel bad?.. For what?"

"Well, it was my fault you ended up like this, right?"

"..." Macaque blushed and looked away.

"Yeah I figured. Probably some weird side affect of the full moon, aye?" Wukong then grabbed a hold of Macaque's dick, which made him flinch, "now lay back down and relax, it's okay."

Macaque sighed as he accepted defeat and laid his head back down. Wukong then wrapped his mouth around his dick and went down. Macaque's sensitive body tensed up. Wukong had barely started but Macaque was already a trembling mess. He swirled his tongue around the tip with motions that suggested he had done this before. Macaque bit his lip at the pleasure. Wukong skillfully used his hand to pump his dick as he sucked.

Macaque's body had been desperate for attention for 30 minutes too long. He could've came right then and there, but, his pride was strong enough to hold himself back.

"Haah~..mm," Macaque let out quiet moans, determined not to cry out. His fingers twitched; wanting to squeeze something, and feeling disappointed that there were no sheets to grip. Just a cold, metal table to scratch at. There was a growing want to pull Wukong's head down to make him go deeper, but Macaque was too shy. Yet, it seemed Macaque didn't have to. Because Wukong suddenly engulfed his dick in his throat. Macaque's toes curled at the sensation.

Wukong bobbed his head up and down, slathering his spit all over Macaque's dick. Macaque closed his eyes with sweat building up again on his forehead.

"Mmm, oh- ah hah~"

Wukong then placed a finger at the tip of Macaque's asshole. Macaque gasped at the unexpected fingering. Wukong shoved it in with ease because of the already built up wetness. This self-made lube had probably stained Macaque's pants during the 30 minute wait. He covered his mouth, in fear of the noises that would leak out. Wukong slowly slipped his finger in and out, rubbing delicately at Macaque's touch-starved insides. Macaque's other hand was squeezed into a tight fist. His nails were almost stabbing the inside of his hand.

Wukong then did one last deep throat, before slowly sucking up until he was off of Macaque's dick with a 'pop'. He then lifted Macaque's right leg over his shoulder. Macaque cracked open his eyes to peak at what he was doing. He then arched his back with his eyes wide open as Wukong entered two more fingers. Now having three fingers pierced inside Macaque's hole.

"AaaAh!~" Macaque let out, but quickly covered his mouth again. His hand that was balled into a fist, flew back and was now resting by his head. Eyes closing tightly once more. Wukong shoved all three so deep that his knuckles touched the rim. They slid through like butter, easily fitting as if they were meant to be there. The thrusting motion feeling all too good. Macaque's arched back finally relaxed again as he got used to the feeling. He was panting through his nose, occasionally letting out muffled moans.

Wukong started doing some small scissoring motions with his fingers, making Macaque let out the tiniest of whimpers. The noise was very cute to Wukong. He decided to try and get more noises out of him. He pulled his fingers almost all the way out, and then did a really quick shove back in.

"Wah~!" Macaque let out, and then slapped his hand right back on his lips. Wukong held back a chuckle from getting exactly what he wanted. He then finally pulled his fingers out all the way and wiped the slick on his leg.

This was all so embarrassing. As far as he knew, Macaque was being fiddled with by a mortal. It was a good thing this was a sealed up room. If the other vampires knew that he let his captor mess with him like this, he couldn't imagine what they'd do. He was more of a loner who didn't associate much with full vampires. So he wasn't all too sure how they'd react.

Wukong then rearranged Macaque to be in a more symmetrical position. Macaque's feet were no longer touching the chilling temperature of the metal bed as his legs were lifted. Wukong holding his legs comfortably on both of his arms. He then scooted himself closer to Macaque as he cupped his ass. He stared down at Macaque's slim figure, realizing just how sexy he actually is. He had his eyes closed with a nervous expression. His right hand covering his mouth in embarrassment, with his left hand resting next to his head. His chest was moving slowly up and down as he panted.

"Mm!" Macaque flinched as he felt a hand caressing his chest.

"Wow, I didn't realize just how sensitive your body actually is," Wukong said.

"S-shut up, who's fault do you think that is!?"

"Whoa there, plums, I wasn't trying to pick a fight. I'm fully aware that my bite did this to you, and I'm fully prepared to take responsibility.."

"..." Macaque was about to respond, but closed his lips. He looked at Wukong with a sort of admiration.

"Luckily, taking responsibility for this feels good as hell!"

Aaand the admiration was gone, but... It did make Macaque giggle. Hearing that made Wukong smile. Macaque then rested both of his hands next to his head. He then made eye contact with Wukong, glanced down at their private areas, and bounced his eyebrows as a signal. A signal that basically said, 'get on with it already.' Wukong nodded in response.

On an outside perspective, you would think they were a newly wed couple. With how much chemistry they seemed to have. Although, maybe it's just solidarity from them both being primates, who knows?

Wukong then lined up his cock at Macaque's entrance. Just the simple touch of Wukong's tip to his hole was enough to make Macaque bite his lip and ball his hands into fists in anticipation. Wukong kept his hand on Macaque's chest to hold him in place while he entered in. Macaque sharply breathed in as he felt himself being spread open a little wider than the three fingers before. The self-lube made it a lot easier to slip all the way in. Macaque sighed as the hard part was over. Wukong then placed his arm back under Macaque's leg and began to thrust very slowly.

"Ahaah~ mm~ haah.."

"Mm.." Wukong grunted as he squeezed Macaque's thighs. His cock going in and out of Macaque felt amazing. The wetness against his touch-starved member felt like fire-works going off in his head. He sludged in and out of Macaque's needy hole.

"Mmaahh~ ahh~" Macaque moaned as he started nibbling at his thumb nail. He turned his head toward his hand so his teeth could get a better grip on his nail. He felt Wukong way deeper in his insides than his fingers could ever be. His toes curled every time Wukong sluggishly went back in. It was a crazy feeling of pain mixed with pleasure, but mostly pleasure. Macaque hadn't felt like this in a long time. Getting screwed like this reminded him of when he used to be mortal.

Macaque forcefully became a vampire only 6 years ago, so even he didn't fully know how his body worked. He had only heard whispers and rumors about how half-breeds 'can't keep it in their pants' during a full moon. Most of his time in the early days of his transformation, he spent it hiding alone, so it's not like he had other vampires to talk to about this.

He would also only suck animal's blood. But in recent months, he couldn't handle the cravings any longer, and gave in. Who knew that one of those days, he would be getting gently fucked by a vampire hunter.

In one of Wukong's thrusts, he stayed still inside of Macaque. He then started rolling his cock around inside him. That earned a few high pitched whimpers as Macaque's sensitive walls were being rubbed against. He bit down harder on his nail as his eyes remained tightly closed. Wukong rolled around a bit more and then continued on with his slow thrusting. Macaque did a sigh, relieved from the teasing. He wiped some more growing sweat off his forehead. He turned his head back to facing upward, his eyes still closed but they were relaxed now.

"Haah.. Ahh~" Macaque was starting to get used to this slow pleasure. His body was craving more. This slow pace was only doing so much for him. So he made a bold demand, "go f-faster." He wanted to sound tough but ended up stuttering a bit. Wukong paused his movement and perked up.

"You sure?"

"Ahh.. Definitely."

"Hmm... Only if you say 'please'," Wukong had a smug smile on his face. Macaque opened his eyes and scowled at him, now having the energy to do so.

"Remember how you're the one who did this to me? It's time to speed up your 'responsibility', Officer Wukong.." Macaque said, sternly. Wukong blinked a couple of times, and then he smiled.. A dark smile.

"Oh?" Wukong released Macaque's legs. Macaque slightly winced as his feet once again touched the cold metal. Wukong pinned his arms at Macaque's sides. He then started leaning down towards him. Macaque's feet once again being inched off the metal with Wukong's thighs as he leaned closer and closer. Macaque's glare faltered for just a second, but he stayed firm and held eye-contact. Wukong finally became a few inches away, their faces right in front of eachother. He then cupped Macaque's face and leaned down to his ears. "Is that a challenge?"

Chills got sent down Macaque's spine from Wukong's whisper. Macaque then noticed what Wukong's heat smelled like. He then turned his head so that he could whisper back into Wukong's ear, "bring it on, peaches."

Wukong did a low chuckle into his ear at that comment, sending more chills down his spine. The hand that was cupping Macaque's face moved to slip under his back and now holding Macaque's head. He then wrapped his other hand under his back but to hold his waist. Having Macaque in a tight and almost protective embrace.

"Alright, if you say so~"

To Be Continued

Chapter Text

Continuing from chapter 2

Wukong did a low chuckle into his ear at that comment, sending more chills down Macaque's spine. Wukong's right hand moved to slip under Macaque's back and now holding his head. Wukong then wrapped his left hand under Macaque's back but to hold his waist. Having Macaque in a tight and almost protective embrace.

"Alright, if you say so~"

Wukong began thrusting again. His pace started normal but then gradually got faster. He almost became drunk just off of Macaque's scent.

"AaaaAAH!~" Macaque didn't care if he moaned out loud anymore, he was just engulfed in the pleasure. His 30 minute itch was finally being properly scratched, and Wukong was finally 'taking responsibility' properly. He did, however, turn his face away to make sure he didn't scream into Wukong's ear.

With every thrust Wukong made, it rubbed against Macaque's prostate. Macaque prayed that these walls were sound-proof. His fingers twitched and begged for something to grip. He finally gave in and wrapped his arms around Wukong's back, returning the embrace. He dug his nails into Wukong's fur.

"Ah.. Mm.." Wukong quietly moaned as he continued thrusting into Macaque. He winced a little bit at the sharp feeling of Macaque's nails digging into his fur, but he was able to tune it out. The feeling of Macaque's warm hole was such a delectable pleasure. Each thrust into him feeling better than the last. But that wasn't even the best part. The thing that turned Wukong on the most, was hearing Macaque's pretty voice. Because Macaque had finally stopped covering his mouth, Wukong got to hear his moans in their full glory.

A dominant and arrogant feeling rose up in Wukong. The sudden realization that he was screwing a 'dangerous vampire' came to his mind. He had never felt more powerful. Wukong didn't know whether he should brag this to his friends, or keep it to himself. It didn't matter though, he wanted to enjoy this while it lasted. He had gotten lucky that he found such a hot half-breed, and he's another simian to top it off.

"Oooah! Aaah!~ Haah~ W-Wukooong~!" Macaque moaned out Wukong's name, big mistake. A fire started burning in Wukong's soul. His eyes were wide with a new animalistic hunger.

Wukong slowed his pace a bit. He then shifted his head to look down at the bite mark he had inflicted on Macaque's neck. Wukong licked his lips as an idea brimmed in his head. He widely smiled as his canines were now visible.

Wukong started running his fingers through Macaque's hair. He then shot down and started licking Macaque's exposed neck. Macaque flinched at the sudden attention.

"Ah!~" Macaque's fingers and toes tensed and squeezed. He squirmed and wriggled a bit under Wukong's grasp, but his body was too weak to move much. All he could do was meekly whimper at the tasteful sting yet pleasurable feeling on his neck. "Haah~ mm~ n-naahh~" Was it his animal instincts? Or his vampiric instincts? He didn't know, but what he did know, was that one of them was giving in. Because Macaque tried his best to protest, but his body just wouldn't let him.

Wukong finally did one last suckle before getting away from Macaque's neck. Macaque exhaled in relief and heavily panted. He peaked his tired eyes open to try and glare up at Wukong. Some excess blood from the bite had gotten on Wukong's lips, but this time, he licked it up instead of spitting it out. Macaque's face flushed from seeing that. He felt flattered that his blood wasn't wasted this time. It's as if all the annoyance in him earlier had just vanished in an instant.

"Gotta say, uhh... Wait... What's your name? If vampires even have names.." Wukong asked.

Macaque was flabbergasted at this question. So he answered shyly, "..I-It's.. Liu'er.." It came out more breathy and exhausted than he wanted, but at least he was able to say it. Wukong had paused his thrusts entirely. He sat up a bit so that they could look at each-other's faces properly, his forearms resting by Macaque's sides. Macaque's hands lightly resting on Wukong's shoulders.

"...Woah... Anyway, I gotta say, Liu'er, I do not understand how you vampires can enjoy the taste of blood. It just tastes like wet iron.."

"(Sigh)" Macaque sighed, feeling sexually neglected at the moment, "our taste buds are just biologically different, that's all.. Now can we not have this weird science class intermission during this compromising position?"

Wukong started laughing at Macaque's word choice. The sound of his laughter made Macaque smile, but, only for a second.

"Hahaha! Aaahh.. Okay, Mr. Poet, but, only if we get to change positions."

"....What did you have in mind?"

"Well, leading has been a bit tiring. So I was thinking..." Wukong then put his hands under Macaque's back and head, and he then slowly started raising him up. They shifted around a bit. Wukong's knees finally had a break as he moved into a sitting position. Macaque was now sat on Wukong's lap. Gravity pulling Macaque downward made Wukong's cock feel even deeper than before. Macaque was now looking down at Wukong, yet he still felt like the submissive one. His hands still sitting on Wukong's shoulders.

"U-Um... this is a bit..."

"A bit too much? Well, if you can't handle leading then, oh well I guess.."

Macaque's ears twitched from irritation. Hearing Wukong's smug tone challenging him was ticking him off. Macaque's face scrunched up like a toddler that was pouting.

"Of course I can handle it. Jackass." Macaque then abruptly pushed Wukong down, so that now he was the one laying on the cold, metal, 'bed'. Wukong let out a small 'oof' from impact. "Oh, sorry, was that too rough?" Macaque asked, sarcastically.

"Pfft, I'm an officer, I've felt worse.." Wukong said with a smile. Macaque rolled his eyes with a smirk. He then placed his hands on Wukong's chest, getting himself ready. He pushed himself up a bit, and then slowly let himself down on Wukong's cock.

"Whew.. Okay.." Macaque mumbled, mentally preparing himself. His body was still a little weak, so it was sort of hard for him to do the leading. He closed his eyes and started pushing himself up and down. "Ahh..~"

It took all of Wukong's will-power not to just abruptly thrust upward. At this point, this pace felt like a tease to him. His gaze went from looking at Macaque's hands pressed against his chest, up to Macaque's face. Macaque's eyebrows were furrowed in a nervous expression. Beads of sweat were rolling down his face. Wet, black hair sticking to his forehead. Now that was a sight for sore eyes.

"Hah... aahh~..." Macaque quietly moaned as he went up and down on Wukong's cock. He felt like a hypocrite for going slow when earlier he had been the one to challenge Wukong to go faster. The very slow wet sounds as Macaque pulled up, and then more wet sounds as he went down, echoed in the room. More sweat started to build on Macaque's body as he pushed himself to the limit. He started panting from exhaustion. He then paused as he felt a hand lightly touch his own. He opened his eyes and looked at Wukong.

"Hey... It's okay, you don't have to push yourself. Let me do the rest," Wukong said as his other hand gestured for Macaque to come towards him.

"Tch, screw off, I can do it-"

"Plums, no offense, but you are sweating bullets and are trembling like crazy. C'mon, drop the tough-guy act and let me do it."

"You literally just asked me to do the leading because, in your words, it was getting 'tiring'.." Macaque said in annoyance, as he was now just sat with Wukong's cock fully in him, unmoving.

"Mm, true, but I'm laying down now, so it's fine. Besides, if you looked at yourself in the mirror, I think you'd agree.."

Macaque's face flushed in embarrassment at that comment. He looked away in defiance. He then closed his eyes, took a deep inhale, and then a long exhale. Finally, letting go of his pride, he said, "Fine."

On the inside, Macaque was actually feeling super relieved not having to lead anymore. At this point, his body was in full submission mode.

Wukong then gently wrapped his hands around Macaque's waist and pulled him down. Macaque was now pressed up against Wukong's warmth. Three of his ears could hear Wukong's fast heartbeat. Either he had drank caffeine, or he was a lot less relaxed then he pretended to be. Macaque's forearms hugged against Wukong's chest as his hands were cupped on Wukong's shoulders.

Wukong lifted his knees to better position himself. He then began pumping into Macaque at a medium pace.

"Ah~ mm!~"

As Wukong pumped into Macaque, he began brushing his fingers through his black hair on his head. Combing through the slight moistness from the sweat. He groomed out his ever so frizzy hair. Macaque's bothered expression, relaxed into a calmer one, his eyes still closed.

Wukong then blushed as he heard Macaque start to purr. The sound vibrated nicely against his chest. Macaque was now letting out more soft and calmer moans. The petting was so soothing to him; he hadn't been touched like this in a long time. He inadvertently rubbed his cheek against Wukong's chest. Wukong quietly chuckled at the cute desplay.

The purring immediately ceased when Macaque's ears twitched at the sound of Wukong's laughter. He frowned and buried his face in embarrassment.

"Paahahaaha! C'mon, keep going, that was cute!"

"Mm mm.." Macaque shook his head in refusal (as well as he could with his face buried in Wukong's chest furr.)

"Haha, well it's good to know that vampire primates can still purr."

"...?" Macaque raised his head and looked at Wukong with a confused expression, "you're really weird, you know that?"

"Eh, so I've been told." Wukong said with a smirk. Macaque simply rolled his eyes and laid his head back down.

Wukong then hugged his arms around Macaque's waist to hold him steady. For he was about to start pumping faster. He sped up his thrusts from a medium to a fast pace. The moans that Macaque began to release were enough to make Wukong go crazy with lust.

"Haah~! Ahh~! Oh- Oh m-my goooods~!" The maximum pleasure that Macaque was feeling was making his mind swirl. His prostate was being rubbed against even more in this position.

Wukong started thrusting a bit faster, his mind practically taken over by Asmodeus himself. He was tempted to kiss Macaque on the head, but he knew they didn't have that kind of relationship. This was purely transactional sex at best. He needed to remind himself of that.

Macaque could feel a hunger building in him mixing with the sexual desire. He bared his claws and dug them into Wukong's shoulders. His nails just barely pricking at Wukong's skin under all his furr. Wukong winced just a bit at the tiny sting. Wukong closed his eyes to fully engulf himself in the euphoria.

Macaque's mind was lost in it all.

Macaque bared his sharp teeth.

He moved his head up and looked down at Wukong's exposed neck.

Wukong's eyes were closed, now was Macaque's chance.

With one quick motion, he bit down.

"Ah-" Wukong's eyes shot open in surprise. He breathed sharply through gritted teeth. His fingers squeezed and gripped at Macaque's furr on his back. He had slowed down his thrusting greatly from the shock of it all. But, truly, it didn't hurt as bad as Wukong thought it would. The start of it was painful, but then his neck began to feel numb. Was this some kind of after effect of the bite? Did vampire teeth have some sort of numbing fluid in them so that their prey would stop freaking out? Or was this just Wukong's body blocking out the pain as a coping mechanism? All he knew was that his body was getting continuous chills.

"Mmm.." Macaque moaned into Wukong's neck. His blood tasted amazing. Macaque didn't know if it was just because he was super hungry, or because Wukong was another simian. He hardly even noticed how much Wukong slowed down at the thrusting. The delicious blood was too distracting.

"H-hey, plums?"

"Mm.."

"C'mon, snap out of it, plums," Wukong tried pushing Macaque off, to no avail. So he finally said, "Liu'er!"

Macaque's eyes widened and he quickly let go and sat up. He made eye contact with Wukong, who had a worried expression on his face. He was once again awkwardly sitting on Wukong's cock; both of them not moving. He then started blushing and scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, "Sorry.. I may have gotten a bit carried away.." Macaque licked the excess blood off of his lips.

"Sheesh... This is the first time I've been bitten. Never would've imagined it'd be like this.." Wukong put his hand on his neck wound and then looked at the blood that had leaked onto his palm. He cringed at the sight.

"Yeeeah, you kinda made me skip my meal today, so forgive me for being a bit famished." Macaque pinched his pointer and thumb close together to where they were almost touching when he said the word "bit". He also winked his eye in a teasing way.

"Pfft, 'a bit' my ass..." Wukong said as he looked off with an aloof expression.

"Nope. I bit your neck."

Wukong blinked a few times, and then started cackling. Hearing Wukong's laughter made Macaque smile softly.

"HAHAHA oh my gosh haha! A-and here I thought you didn't have a sense of humor!"

"Eh, I guess I was just a bit hangry." Macaque waited for Wukong to calm down and then said, "alright, peaches, let's hurry and get this over with."

"Ha ha ahh... Um.." Wukong tried pumping his pelvis forward, but it barely moved. He thrusted a few very slow times. Macaque frowned, feeling unsatisfied.

"I think I may have drank too much of your blood.."

"No no I got this," Wukong said as he tried to speed up the pace, but stopped as he was starting to sweat and pant.

"Haha, it's okay, I can lead now."

"Wait... You sure? But-"

"Yeah it's fine. I mean, I'm still a little weak, but your blood gave me a little boost." Wukong blushed at that comment. For some reason, it was a little flattering knowing that his blood gave Macaque a boost.

Macaque sat up fully and placed his hands back on Wukong's chest. He then pushed himself up a lot easier than before. His body was still a little shakey, but definitely a lot stronger after drinking Wukong's blood. He was probably just extra weak from starvation. He began going up and down at a semi-fast pace.

"Mm... Ah~" Wukong quietly moaned. They both had their eyes closed to be fully immersed in the last few moments of their pleasure. Macaque decided to push himself to the limit and go faster.

"Haah~ Ahh mmaahh~!" Macaque moaned. Both him and Wukong were in a state of ecstasy as he continued going up and down. More lewd and wet noises echoing through-out the room. If one was able to hear inside this room, you'd think they were both experiencing cloud nine. With how they were now both moaning, albeit Wukong's were a bit quieter. Wukong then placed his hands on Macaque's hips as he followed along with his movements. He wanted to be apart of the process. Then surprisingly, Macaque placed his hands over Wukong's; gently holding them there. Macaque warmed Wukong's hands with his own as he kept bouncing up and down on his cock.

"Haah~ I'm getting c-close.." Wukong stuttered out.

"Ahh~ hah~ same, mm~" Macaque could feel his climax coming soon. He rode a bit more, but just as he was about to cum, he felt his insides being filled with a warm liquid.

"Ah- Ahhhh~" Wukong sighed as he came inside Macaque. Macaque slowed down a bit to give Wukong some breathing room. But he also wanted to keep his flow so that he could get to his own climax.

He did a few more bounces, and then finally, he lifted up almost all the way, and then slammed down hard. Coming to his own finish as he came all over Wukong's torso, "AAAHhhhh! Haaahh~!"

Macaque then collapsed onto Wukong. They were both panting heavily and out of sync. Wukong shakily reached down and slowly pulled his cock out of Macaque. Macaque lightly whimpering at the feeling. Wukong's cum started leaking out of Macaque's hole.

They just laid there for a few more moments, their minds getting post-nut clarity. In other words, coming back to reality.

"(Sigh) Alright.. I'm leaving.." Macaque said as he sat up and scooted off of the metal bed. The second that he stood on the ground, his legs gave out and he fell to his knees, "...Guh.. dammit.."

"Heh, I don't think you're going anywhere, especially not in your state."

"Oh, like you're in any better shape?"

".....Touche...." Wukong said as he childishly pouted his lips, "but that's only because you drank too much of my blood. At least it wasn't enough to put me in a coma. Like all of your other victims, aye?" Macaque only rolled his eyes at that comment.

Macaque had his hand on the metal bed to support himself. He then started shakily standing himself up.

"Ulg... We really under prepared for this. Not even any towels to clean up our mess.."

"Hey, what's wrong with a little improv?"

"Ew no, I for one prefer to rehearse.."

"Ai yai yai... You're sure a drama king (sigh). There are towels in the bathroom upstairs." Wukong said as he lazily pointed at the door.

"Wait... Where exactly are we?"

"Hm?.. My place, why?"

"You have a sex dungeon in your basement!?"

"WHAT!? No! This room is for my job, strictly professional vampire torture room. Until a certain someone turned it into a sex room apparently..."

"Hey! Remember who's fault that was, you jackass." Macaque said as he bent down to pick up his clothes.

"Look, I've learned now, okay? There's not exactly much information on half-breeds... So I guess I learned the hard way that y'all get hella horny when you're bitten."

"It's not just when we're bitten. It's specifically during the full moon. Which happened to be tonight-" Macaque paused, as he realized that he had just broken his vow to not utter a word. This identity crisis of his made him not want to give out any information to any mortals. "Uhh... (ahem) anyway..."

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Macaque came back into the room and he plopped a towel onto Wukong. Wukong was surprised, he was fully expecting Macaque to run away. He looked over and saw that Macaque was fully dressed.

"Here, I already dried myself up. I was originally gonna leave, but I felt bad for drinking your blood.." Macaque said, his arms folded and avoiding eye contact.

"Ohh~ How noble of you." Wukong sat up slowly as he dried off his crotch. Macaque was flustered and refused to watch, as if he didn't just have raw sex with him. Wukong then got off the metal bed and stood, still naked. Macaque glanced over and flinched.

"Aren't you gonna get dressed!?"

"What? No, I wanna shower.. Youuu wanna shower with me-?"

"Hell no."

"Okay okay, just a suggestion. But, why are you still here then?"

Macaque blushed, he didn't really know the answer to that question. Maybe he was scared to go back. He never really felt like he had a home with the other vampires. He looked down and pondered for a bit. 'Well it's not like I can stay here..' He thought. Wukong seemed to be observing Macaque's expressions.

"(Sigh) I... Honestly don't know, heh... See ya," Macaque began to walk out, but then felt a hand on his shoulder. He stopped in his tracks, "...what?" He asked without looking back at Wukong.

"Hey... Maybe... We can find a cure for you.." Wukong suggested. Macaque's ears twitched at this. He turned and looked at Wukong with a puzzled expression.

"A cure?"

The End