Enemy - E. C

Enemy - E. C

Pairing: Edward Cullen x Vampire! Fem! Reader

Summary: Edward meets his seductress once again

Warnings: Smut, 18+ content, banter between muses, femdom, Sub! Edward, not in an alternate universe just set in the seventies, Volturi! Reader, oral (m), mention of Edward being killed, swearing of course, Vaginal sex, kinda dubcon but not really? Public alley sex.

A/N: Edward smut is hard you mfs better love this.

If he had a working heart, he was sure it would be pounding so loud the whole city could hear. He sat on his balcony, eyes scanning the crowded Paris streets. To find her, the woman who was to destroy him. Alice had warned him just a week ago, her vision being one of chaos and pain. Behind it all, was a womans face. Not just any face however, it was Y/N. A member of the Volturi, whose heart was set on pulling him limb from limb. Everyone in the house had decided it would be best if Edward were to depart from their permanent home, flee to Paris for a short time. He was akin to being alone, but to be alone while watching over your back 24/7 was not the same. While he hated every second of his existence; He knew that if he were to give up and let her kill him, she would surely only continue to his family. He couldn’t let that happen, so he kept moving in the shadows. She wouldn’t move on until she had his head.

He racked his brain, trying to figure out a long term plan as this could only work for so long. She was strong, killing her wouldn’t be easy nor would it be something he wanted to do. Perhaps he could change her mind, he could talk her down from her dedication.

He sighed, walking into the main room and grabbing his jacket.

He needed to eat.

The elevator ride down was slow, and he tapped his finger against his thigh. How he hated human life, but at the same time desired it more than anything. Tedious elevators, the need to eat every single day, the need to sleep. The doors finally slid open, allowing him to walk down the lobby and out of his building.

The street was unusually crowded at this time, the past five days the streets were deserted as soon as the clock struck nine-pm. He couldn’t run to the closest forrest or country plaine, he needed to leave the area before they could see him take off.

So, he started walking. Voices filled his head - the French didn’t try to hold back compared to Americans. Thats when he realized, it was friday night. There were people flooding the streets. More specifically, humans flooding the streets.

“Shit.” He breathed out, knowing that he’d not only have to cancel his meal, but interrupt someone else's. He started walking to the loud music, cursing himself for being this stupid. Who other than Edward Cullen would want to find his potential murderer?

As people danced to the music, he slid toward the bar. He ordered a beer to maintain face amongst the others around him.

“Merci.” He started to turn back to the dancing bodies, but stopped when he heard the order the bartender was receiving.

“Un whisky et un verre de ce champagne.“ The man said, waiting for his drinks to be prepared. Thats when Edward realized. He had ordered champagne. Both the human man and the bartender had thought it was weird someone would order champagne in a club like this. But she always ordered champagne, always. It was what she would tell her victims to order before she took them outside.

He watched the man take the drinks, hoping he was wrong about the partner. He cursed as he realized he wasn’t. She drank, flirted, and of course lured him outside. Throwing some coins on the bartop, he quickly followed. But, he was too late. Her body was flush against the human mans, she was having a bloody good meal. Edward would be lying if he didn’t debate joining her.

“I see you’re still denying your nature.” She pulled off of him, letting the body drop as she stood still.

“I see you’re still wearing red so you don’t need to worry about stains.” He replied. She smiled and turned to him, looking him from head to toe. “I don’t know why you still despise me after all these years, Y/N.” her smile faded.

“Despise you? No, Edward I quite admire you.” She walked over to him and pressed her hand to his shoulder, “I really do think you’re one of the strongest of our kind. You could be stronger, but you suppress yourself. You drink rats blood, while I drink how our kind is meant to. Shame, really.” She walked behind him and her hand wrapped around his neck. He couldn’t move, her powers overtook him. “Imagine the life you and I could lead if you would just submit”. He shuddered at the last word. He was always a sucker for her when it came to seduction and she knew it.

“What do you want?”

“Oh, nothing much. I just want the natural order to be restored.” She smiled and kissed his neck sofly. “Imagine yourself, in Italy with the most powerful of our kind. You could have me every night - for the rest of eternity.” his eyelashes fluttered as she continued kissing his neck. “Do you want to see how good it would feel to be with me every night?”

“Please.” He whimpered. Thats all she needed to release him from her grasp and push him against the dark brick wall. Their lips connected as if they were puzzle pieces, moving in perfect harmony with each other. She pulled away, slithering down on her knees, she was going to make him realize how much he needed her.

“Shall I?” She asked, running her hand up his thigh softly.

“Yes, God, please.” Edward begged, she loved hearing him beg for her touch.

“You always were weak when it came to sex, wonder if you still moan at the smallest, little,” Her hand groped his growing cock. His stomach fluttered with pleasure, and he couldn’t hold his moan, “Touch. Edward, you can read my mind, you can see what I have planned.” He looked inside her head, seeing the pleasure she could inflict upon his body if he would just wave a white flag.

As she took off his trousers, he debated surrendering or not. Was she worth living a life he wanted nothing more than to shun? Every time they saw each other, the sex was electric almost. She made him feel like a prey being hunted by a predator, and he loved that. As much as he hated to admit it, part of the reason he kept turning down the offer was because he didn’t want to ruin the cat and mouse relationship. He knew she loved the chase, that was why she was so persistent. But did he still feel a hatred towards her? Yes. He had seen her slaughter entire groups because she didn’t get her way. But tonight, he decided, he would wave a white flag and lower it once the sun rose.

He snapped back to reality, she hooked her fingers around the waistband of his briefs, looking up at him through her long lashes. He looked down, beginning to place his hands on her head, but was stopped by her pinning him to the wall. Her gift was useful in many situations.

Tugging down, she smiled when his dick was finally isolated. He was all hers tonight, he was painfully hard for her and only her. Her hand grasped the shaft, pumping a few times before licking a long stripe up. He made a moan of pleasure and she rewarded him with taking his length down her throat. She gagged and felt his hips buck, making her withdrawal.

“Wait-” He began.

“No, you broke the rules. What did I tell you about greed, Edward?”

“That it had no place in our sex life.” She smiled and stood, slapping his cheek a few times.

“Dress. We’ll be going to my hotel room, you may not deserve anything, but I do.” He rushed to pull up his pants and follow her.

She pushed him down on the bed as soon as the door was shut, lifting her dress up, she straddled him.

“Imagine, you agree and this is every night for the rest of our time.” Pulling down his pants she spat on her hand and guided him to her slick cunt. He slid in with ease, making her eyes roll into her skull. He could hear her mind scramble as she slowly rocked her hips. “Feel so fucking good, shame you have to be so fucking stupid.”. He was sure if he had blood he would have just bitten it and bled out. She was so fucking hot, watching her nails dig into his firm stomach. He adored her from this angle, especially when she didn’t even bother to to take her clothes off.

“Can I touch you, please?” She smiled and nodded, letting his hand move so his thumb could skillfully rub her clit, making the coil in her stomach tighten. Her movements got faster, and he heard her mind beg for more. He slightly lifted his hips while continuing his fingers. Her orgasm washed over her, causing her to scream out in pure bliss. She stopped her hips, swinging her leg over his body and straightening her dress. He looked at her in confusion, he still hadn’t cum.

“You can cum when you agree to join me. I had my fun, now leave.” She said coldly. He pulled his pants back up, stumbling back to the apartment he had spent every night and day in. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t consider saying yes to her.

As long as it was her

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Carlisle x reader - Mess with me

Could I please request a random Cullen fluff with a vampire reader who if ossicle is a different one to them. Thanks - Anon 💜

Wondering around the large forest, you were on the hunt for some unlucky hiker.

This wasn’t a well travelled path, but you knew some people had come this way, you could smell.

You could also smell the overpowering smell of a vampire you hadn’t seen for a few months since him and his family left without so much of a word.

“You’re back.” You said.

“And you’re hunting.” Came a smooth reply.

Turning around, you smiled sweetly at the man in front of you and he gave you a disapproving look.

“Just because you’re my mate (Y/N) doesn’t mean I’ll bend my coven rules for you.”

“Oh please Carlisle, it’s not like I’m murdering the whole town! Plus I sort of play by your rules, I don’t kill them if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“You know that isn’t the problem (Y/N).”

He walked over and crossed his arms across his chest, raising his brow at you.

“We both know full well I can’t live off human blood. I’m the original vampire, my diet is unable to be changed.”

“I know love, I just wish you’d come ask me to get you some blood for the hospital. We have many there, you don’t have to hurt people.”

You rolled your eyes.

You were the most feared vampire throughout the whole super nature community, not even Aro, not even the werewolves dared to mess with you.

Carlisle knew he could talk back to you and sass you because he knew you wouldn’t, hell, couldn’t, hurt him in anyway.

“Just because I can’t hurt you Cullen doesn’t mean I have obey you.”

“I’m not asking you too. I just… don’t want you hurting in this area.”

You clicked your tongue and walked over, tilting your head a little at him. You red eyes bore into his golden ones as you slowly smirked.

Carlisle simply rolled his eyes and you and set his hands on your waist.

“You’ve got a bad temper love.”

“You won’t let me eat.”

“I have your blood at home.”

You hummed, flicking your gaze in the direction of the hikers you were tracking before turning back to your lover.

You bared your fangs at him and slipped your arms around his neck.

“They shouldn’t be hiking at night.” You whispered.

“They feel safe, leave them be.”

You huffed, putting your fangs around you walked around the other vampire a few times before jumping on his back, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms loosely around his neck.

“You should consider yourself lucky I love you.” You grumbled.

Carlisle laughed lightly and started walking, taking his time so you both could enjoy the peace around you.

“Oh please, mate or not you’d love me.” He teased back.

“Yeah, you keep believing that Cullen.”

He chuckled and you smiled. If this was a 300 years ago you would have ripped him apart for daring to tell you what to do.

Everyone knew not to mess with the Queen vampire, but Carlisle just enjoyed pushing his luck with you

Slashers with an s/o who likes to scare them

Characters included are: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Ghostface (Danny Johnson), Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Pennywise (2017), Bo and Vincent Sinclair, Pyramid Head and Hannibal Lecter (TV show).

Warnings: Mentions of blood, cuts, killing and swearing.

Michael Myers

Michael was not impressed. You knew that he could easily kill you. And that indeed, almost happened.

Michael was on his way home when you decided to pull a scare on him. You hid behind the door wearing a mask and when he opened it, you made your move.

Instead of flinching which he barely did. He pulled his knife from his back pocket and swinged it at you. Giving you a cut on your arm.

Your screams of pain stopped Michael onto almost killing you.

After noticing that it is indeed you. He let out a grunt of annoyance and anger.

He helped you up, and guided you over to the couch where he tended to your cuts.

All the time he was patching you up. He gave you a death glare. "Come on. I said I was sorry, Michael." Saying that made him wrap the bandage even tighter which made you squeal in pain.

To your surprise, he spoke. "Don't ever do that again. Next time you do that again. I'll end up really killing you." "I wont. I promise."

You never actually kept that promise.

And he never really meant what he said.

Jason Voorhees

Worried. Extremely worried. You and Jason decided to take a stroll along the forest. It was almost getting dark and it was time to go back home to yours and Jason's shared cabin.

While walking. You decided to seperate yourself from Jason. Hiding behind a tree, waiting to jump and scare him.

When he noticed that you were gone. He became anxious. Looking left and right in search for you. He couldn't scream your name since he can't talk so all he did was let a groan of distress.

You finally left the tree. Not wanting to continue your "scare". Walking up to him and hugging his back.

He quickly turned to you. Flinching. He then checks for any injury in your body. Cupping your face with a worried expression.

You can't help but feel bad for even doing this in the first place.

You then explained to him why you dissapeared. Jason let out a grunt supposably saying "Don't do that y/n! I was so scared! I thought I lost you!" It made your heart break.

You took both his hands and kissed them gently. You both walked back to your cabin. You made it up to him by a long session of cuddles.

After that, you promised yourself to never try and scare Jason. Ever again.

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms got startled. You and Brahms had finished watching a horror movie. He kept saying that he wasnt scared at all. Even commenting that the movie wasnt that scary as you implied it to be. You decided to take that chance to scare him.

The day after the movie. You told him that you were going out for an "errand". Of course he was still against the topic of you leaving the house. Telling you "Malcolm can do it for you." But you got him to agree in the end.

While seemingly leaving the house. You entered at the back door quietly and entered the walls. You peeked through the holes and saw Brahms sitting in the living room, reading a book waiting for your return.

You made as much noise as you want. Catching Brahms' attention. He sat up the couch. Looking around the living room finding the source of the noise. While he is distracted in the living room. You ventured upstairs to your bedroom.

Scratching the walls. And making heavy footprints. You stopped when you heard Brahms ran upstairs. Entering the bedroom with visible confusion and fright. You watched as he looked under the bed and checked the closet for any un invited guests.

You can see that he was getting creep'd out. You try to hold back your laughter when you heard him murmur. "How would y/n react when I tell them theres ghosts in our house?"

You couldn't take it anymore and you let a giggle fall out your mouth. Which Brahms quickly caught. He entered the walls as soon as he heard a sound inside it. And inside the walls, he found you. Dying of laughter.

Brahms pouted and crossed his arms with utter disbelief. After explaining everything, he found it hard to trust you ever again.

Ghostface

Ghostface also known as Danny Johnson isn't scared of anything. At least thats what he always say. So you decided to put it into test.

Putting on a mask, Hiding inside a closet, and waiting for him to get back home. After a long time of waiting. You almost gave up until you heard the front door open. So you prepared yourself.

"Honey, I'm home~" he says. Keeping still and quiet in the closet. After a few moments with no answer, he spoke again.

"Honey? Darling? Sweetheart?" Lots and lots of lovely nicknames he always calls you. Yet, still no answer. He became more worried. Until a thought came to him that maybe you were out? Maybe, just maybe.

So he lets it go and decided to make himself at home. Going upstairs, on his way to yours and his' shared bedroom. Closing the door. Making his way to the closet to change.

Upon hearing his footsteps getting closer and closer. Until the closet started opening. You braced yourself and jumped.

Your sudden jumpscare sent Danny flying and screaming. He fell on his butt, his face still filled with pure fright.

You took your mask off, revealing yourself to him. After he saw your face, he let out a sigh of relief. "Danny, are you alright?" You say while helping him up.

"Sweetheart, you know I love you right? But you scared the shit out of me!" You appologized. After that, Danny decided to scare you too. Now, you were even.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas always seemed to not be fazed of anything. And to your luck, Halloween was coming up. You wondered if Thomas and his family ever celebrated the season. So you decided to scare him.

You had just bought a bottle of fake blood and a mask from a nearby store.

Once you got home. You prepared your half baked plan. Putting on the mask and splashing some blood on your face and body.

Thomas was currently downstairs doing his job. So you decided to lay in bed, covering yourself with blankets, and waited for him to go upstairs and see you for himself.

Time had passed and you heard his footsteps walk up the stairs.

Thomas entered your room. Seeing you covered in blankets, thinking you went to bed early than him.

He scooted in beside you. And when he uncovered the blankets. You heard a loud thud from the floor. Taking off your mask, you saw Thomas sitting on the floor face filled with pure terror.

You quickly went over to him and explained. After explaining, he felt alot better. But at the end of the day, he scolded you for doing this in the first place. "This is why we never celebrate halloween."

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba was confused and worried. You almost killed yourself and that was meant to be a prank?

For some odd reason. You decided to scare Bubba by something you found online. It was a fake chainsaw that made chainsaw noises. Halloween was also coming up and you wanted to show it to Bubba.

Upon arrival. You tested it out first and it seemed legit. Same weight as a real chainsaw. Fake but believable.

You put the chainsaw on top of a table and you went to throw the trash out. Unfortunately. The fake one was next to a real one.

When Bubba was sent out for a task, he accidentally picked the fake chainsaw instead of the real one. And after taking the trash out, you picked up the real one.

Putting fake blood on your arm. You held up the real chainsaw and positioned it as if you were actually cutting your arm.

Fortunately for you, Bubba found out that he picked a fake chainsaw. And rushed all the way back home and stopped you just before you turned the real one on. Saving your life. Or should I say, your arm's life.

After that, the thought of almost cutting your arm off stayed with you for the rest of your life. Lesson learned. Don't put a fake chainsaw next to a real one.

Pennywise

Pennywise was amused. By the fact that you attempted to scare him. I mean, he is an interdimensional being. A litteral monster who feeds on children and their fear. Yet you still tried scaring him.

Penny was out hunting and you were left at yours and Pennywise's shared home.

You were bored, so you decided to scare him when he gets home. Not knowing the consequences at the end but you decided to do it anyway.

The day went by and you had bought a very cheap halloween mask from the nearest store.

It was about 9pm when you heard the floor boards creek. You were preparing to scare him waiting for the moment until the lights went out.

You couldn't see absolutely anything. So you decided to abort the mission.

"Penny?" You silently called out. After 5 seconds, the lights turned on again but what appeared terrified the living out of you.

It was Pennywise with his mouth opened very wide, with his yellow glowing eyes, sharp teeth, and the lights were flickering. You let out a shriek and collapsed.

By the time you woke up, you were laying in your bed. With Pennywise sitting beside you staring at you with a hand underneath his chin and a huge grin on his face.

"You tried scaring me didn't you?" He said. Still wearing his smile of amusement. You nodded still remembering what happened. "Please don't do that again." You said, eyes still closed. "I won't~".

Vincent Sinclair

Poor Vincent was very scared and worried. Lester showed you the wooden hand in the dump. And you two came up with the idea to scare Vincent.

Taking the hand with you. You and Lester drove to a store that sold fake blood as a halloween prop.

Setting up the trap, you wore a long sleeved top to cover up the fake hand you wore. Lester made a contraption that made the blood squirt to make it seem realistic.

The trap was set. And the two of you made your way to Vincent's basement where he makes all the wax and wax figures.

Bo was there to greet you. And Lester told him about the prank in advance to prevent any scolding after.

"You two gonna scare that guy? Ha! Well do whatever you wanna do! Just no touching any of my shit!"

Making your way down. You greet Vincent. Now you've just done something Vincent will never forget. Real or not real. The image of your hand being cut will always remain with him.

His reaction was legitimate. Vincent quickly stood up from his seat. Panicking even more when hearing your screams. He took a hold of your hand, reassuring you with gentle pats. It only took him a couple moments to realize that your hand was completely fine.

He was visibly upset but also relieved that you are actually fine. You appologize to him and making it up to him by kisses. Stopping when hearing Bo shout. "Get a room ya animals!"

Bo Sinclair

Bo was extremely busy dealing with the visitors. And he was hardly making any time for you.

Whenever you would ask for regard, he would always push you away saying "I don't have any time for that." Or sometimes he just ignores you.

Thats when you thought of something that will definitely get his attention. With the help of his two brothers, you were able to make it happen.

Vincent was kind enough to make a wax figure that looks absolutely like you. Lester was setting the figure in Bo's house. Letting it sit on the couch. You were really impressed with Vincent's skills. It almost looked really real and like you. It even gave you goosebumps.

By the time Bo came home. He greeted you when entering the door. But this time, no answer. "Love. I'm home." He said once again.

How come you weren't answering? He could clearly see you and your back sitting on the couch watching tv. Bo was starting to become impatient. So he walked towards and stood infront of you. And when he looked at you, he panicked.

You, were completely turned into wax. A wax figure. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His eyes widened. Cupping "your" face. He stormed into Vincent's workplace where he saw Vincent working on his things and Lester hanging out with him.

"You fucks better not be behind this! Which one of you turned my darling into a wax fucking figure?!" He shouted, walking closer to the both of them, almost teary eyed.

Before Bo could actually physically hurt them, you stepped in holding his hand and preventing him from raising it. You explained to him everything including what you have felt but also appologized for making him worry.

Bo was surprised with everything. But also understood your feelings. He also appologized to you and his brothers for almost hurting them. But in the end, you also got scolded. "Don't you ever do that again, y/n. Do you hear me?!"

Pyramid Head

Pyramid head was confused and was really worried. Earlier, he had allowed you to come with him on his usual hunts. As long as you stayed in his sight.

You and PH were walking inside Midwich. Roaming around the empty and dark hallways, you thought it would be funny to try and scare him.

So while he was slaying a few otherworld monsters, you went and hid somewhere. When Pyramid was finished, he had noticed that you were gone.

Pyramid made an inhuman screech. Pyramid hurried his steps, calling out to you. Worried that you might be in trouble and might lose you.

He made it upsairs and entered a classroom where he had heard your footsteps.

Examining the room, searching for you. You on the otherhand hid inside a closet. You made a noise which Pyramid Head heard.

Once he had gotten closer to the closet you were hiding in, you swinged it open and scared him.

Pyramid flinched a little. And after he found you giggling inside the closet, he let out a grunt. Closing back the closet you were still inside.

"Pyramid!―wait!" You opened the closet once again and got up, catching up with Pyramid Head. Who was clearly not having it.

Once the day was over and the two of you got back to your shared home, you immedietly approached PH. He was still kind of mad and he didn't want to talk. Don't worry, you made it up to him by a long session of cuddling and affection.

But don't think he'll be allowing you to come with him on his hunts ever again.

Hannibal Lecter

Hannibal is a very busy man. And you kinda feel left out. Since yours and his schedule are very different.

While out buying coffee, you found a guy which quickly became your friend. He was a comedian and a full time prankster. His name was Cole.

You told him about your work and your relationship with Hannibal which he understood.

Then he came up with the idea of pranking/scaring Hannibal. Which at first you declined but now that you thought of it. Yours and Hannibal's shared home was kind of lacking the words "fun" and "amusement"

Hannibal is a gentleman and he expects everything to be proper and well handled. What can a little fun do?

You agreed and Cole started with the planning.

Later that day after Hannibal arrived home. You had done what Cole instructed you to do.

Spoiler! It didn't end well. Hannibal had almost killed you. When you had creeped up on him with a mask, he quickly turned around and punched you in the face. When he uncovered the mask and noticed that it was you, he felt absolutely terrible.

Tending to your face and cleaning it. Then he had asked you why you've done this. You told him about Cole. For some odd reason, he asked for his address.

Then later in the evening, he had cooked dinner. It was a very well cooked meat. Hannibal's cooking are always delicious.

The next day you visited the coffee shop to meet up with Cole to tell him about his failed plan. He didn't show up.

Daddy!dray just sitting there like 😐🙄✋🏼 while you have a tantrum about not getting enough attention😭

“what is it baby?” he lets out an exasperated sigh, finally turning to look at you.

“pay attention to me!” you whined.

“oh you poor baby,” he mocked a pout as he chuckled at your huffy state. tears falling from your eyes and a deep seated pout on your face.

“you’re mean!” you sniffled, crossing your arms from your place on the floor.

“yeah baby, daddy’s so mean isn’t he?” he chuckled. “you look pathetic,” he shook his head.

“can i please sit on your lap daddy?” you sniffled, hiccuping over quiet sobs.

he let out a loud, exasperated sigh and pulled the chair away from his desk. “then c’mon brat,” he chuckled, patting his thigh. you hiccuped over your quiet sobs as you stood and padded over to his desk. you straddled his lap and whimpered quietly, shoving your face into his neck.

“thank you daddy,” you whimpered softly.

“yeah baby. done bein a brat now?” he asked. you hummed, nodding as you pushed your thumb between your lips and were reduced to quiet sniffled as you sucked your thumb for solace. this caused draco to tut quietly, reaching into his desk drawer and pulling out a sucker. he unwrapped it and gently tugged your thumb from your mouth. “here sweetheart,” he whispered, apathetic to the whines you were still releasing.

draco popped the lollipop into your mouth and then went back to doing his work, paying no attention to your still quietly sobbing figure.