Can We Please Get A Part 2 To The Loona X Vampire Reader? Thanks For Your Time, Love Your Stuff!

Can we please get a part 2 to the Loona x Vampire Reader? Thanks for your time, love your stuff!

𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤? 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧...

𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭...

𝐓𝐖: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐰.

"This could have ended much worse."

"You're bleeding out on a chair, dumbass." Loona looked around annoyed, but her tone was more worried, as both of them sat in a hospital corridor. A line was formed of injured people, most of whom probably died while waiting their turn.

"Still. I could be sick." The vampire shrugged, letting a pained sound as his stomach hurt with the multiple bullet holes. They were covered by bandages, however, angelical damage went beyond simple scars.

"Don't move." She gripped his shoulder. "I don't want you dying on me, all right?"

A nod and a pained cough was his response.

A doctor could be seen coming, having a unicorn head that seemed false and covered in blood on his white suit.

"Try to be awake, this assholes aren't very nice."

"Really? I thought hell would have the most polite citizens." The vampire rubbed his eyes, wanting to simply sleep.

The doctor went to the patient beside them. "Are you alive?"

The voice of the patient in a hospital bed barely could be heard. "Yeah, can I go now?"

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes, can I- MHHHFG-" His head was covered by his pillow, as the doctor pulled out a suppressed handgun.

That made the vampire stand wide awake as the doctor went to him.

"Are you awake?"

"Yeah! Yeah I am, 100%" Two thumbs up came with his nervous speech.

"How wonderful." The doctor's voice came full of sarcasm. "What's your case?"

"He got shot with fucking angelic bullets." She was with her arms crossed, her foot knocking on the ground.

"Marvellous." He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote in it.

"Marvelous? Fucking marvelous- that's your answer!?"

"Well, I not paid to care for freaks that get shot on the street." He finished writing, now looking at her. "Unless he's a vampire, the best I can do is give you cocaine."

"How does cocaine help with angelic shit!?"

"It doesn't, but you be high enough not to feel it." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Wait, wait, wait. I am a vampire." He bit his lip trying to stand, pushing through the pain.

"Oh?" The doctor finally showed some emotion besides boredom. "Well, it's perfect then. Follow me." The doctor didn't bother waiting, as the two were forced to go, with Loona helping the vampire with it.

"It's really good because all you have to do is drink blood, then I can request more bags here and get paid for it." He chuckled rather dryly, his mouth never actually moving. "A one in a million chance, congratulations."

"Careful not to put more emotion, you might have a heart attack."

"Wait how do you know that?" The doctor stopped, turning to them, before just shrugging. "Whatever, here we are." He opened the door to the supplies room, much cleaner than the bloody halls. "Have fun or whatever." He left.

That left both of them to enter, the vampire picking a box to sit on fast as his urge to throw up grew. "C-Can you-"

"Already on to it." Loona went to the freezer, seeing a couple of blood bags and several body parts. She just picked a bag, quickly closing the freezer door when one of the fingers started moving. She went back to the vampire and gave it to him. "So you drink through a straw or..."

He grabbed it, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Was that a joke?"

"No, it was a question- why would it be a joke?"

"I dunno, with a straw it looks like I drinking from a kid's juice box."

It was her turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"No I mean, like juice like strawberry or something, not children's blood- what I mean I look childish." He bit into the bag, his teeth piercing through it and sucking the blood.

She nodded, leaning into one of the shelves. "I mean, I don't think you're childish."

He stopped drinking, looking up. "No?"

"No, man. I mean you are dumb but not childish."

"For God's sake I try to be Dracula, are you sure you don't think I'm childish?"

"No. You act better than a lot of kids I seem, especially better than my father."

"Your father? You mean blitzø?" He chuckled as she began to blush.

"Yeah Blitzø, okay fuck off with the laughter."

He started laughing more, trying to stop himself. "I mean damn, you try to be all meanie and all, and then you do stuff like this and help me out." He went silent for a bit. "I guess that's why I like you."

She huffed in amusement. "I guess so."

The two stayed there in silence, a comfortable one. Each other company was more than enough for them, this peace was rarely found in this forsaken place.

"Hey... You still going to live in that old mansion?" Loona broke the silence.

"Yeah, that's the plan. Unless a million dollars fall down my lap, then that's gonna be the plan." He chuckles, scratching his neck.

"Well... Would you like to live in my house? Just until you find a better place without freaks with angelical weapons."

"Really? You let me?" He got up from his seat surprised. "What about Blitzø, ain't he gonna complain?"

"You sleep on the couch, he thinks you aren't the kind to hit on me. I don't think he will mind."

"Of course, sure!" A bright smile on his face as he is a smoke transformed into a bat, swirling in the air. "Yippe!"

"Wow, didn't know you could do that!?" She chuckled surprised as she watched.

"Neither do I!" He laughed as he hit the ground from swirling too much. "I'm fine."

Template: Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied  | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love |  Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

"If this leaks out your body going to be rotting at a alleyway. It isn't a threat, is a warning"

"Bold All the Things That Applies to Your OC

Template: Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied  | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love |  Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

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Hello! Love your work! Is it okay if you could write Blitzø smut and angst? He takes reader's virginity and tells them everything they wanna here to use them for something that they have then. Blitzø leaves them after getting what he wants because we all know he's scared of commitment reader can be any gener. Thank you, keep up the amazing work!! (Also I'm sorry if I've already asked this before)

𝚆𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙸𝚝 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞! 𝐒𝐨... 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬.

𝐓𝐖: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥, 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞.

"the number you have dialed has not been recognized-"

"C'mon, answer." your voice shook as you paced around your living room, heart almost escaping your chest. You close your eyes, trying to make the tears not fall from your face.

It was obvious it wasn't meant to last, you knew, but why it was so little? Why does it keep happening, again and again with you? You just wanted a little affection and all you got was the damned phone screaming at your ear!

"she ain't coming back, shithead."

Oh, and the asshole too.

"Oh thank you mister obvious I didn't notice." It was supposed to come of condensing, but your voice cracked and spilled sorrow. You pinched your eyes, trying to get calmer.

"she ain't even all of that."

you glared at him, at the sofa with his hands on the back of his head and laying on it with the most lazy demeanor you saw.

"I called you to help me, not to say shit about her." You replied, crossing your arms.

"Well, I can't do one thing without the other, she was a bitch! Always demanding stuff, whining, and bitching about life. Seriously she was a broken record."

"Well for one this is HELL. I can't expect you to have any better." You held your head, a headache was already incoming. "Second I am supposed to give stuff, that's how it works."

"Really? Who the fucker that said that?"

"oh I don't know, the one who fucked my wife certainly was screaming it before I blew his head off!" An ugly snarl formed as you held yourself not to pounce on the little red gremlin, who didn't seem affected by the threatening face.

"Wow, you should try guys next time with your luck on women."

"I'm not gay, Blitzø" You took a deep breath as you went to sit on the sofa, staring curved to the ground. You heard Blitzø leave and come back, but you didn't pay much attention.

"Listen..."

"Hm?"

"It's fucked up okay, but it's not the end of the world."

"Don't you say it..."

He grabbed you by the shoulders, forcing you to stare at him. "yeah I fucking say! The amount of time I got dumped isn't written but guess what!? I'm alive and fucking well and you are too! Every time you go there to kill people in that shitty ball in space, you are a butcher or some kind of fucked up modern artist making your world your painting. Put your anger there, and let that bitch behind because she isn't worth it if she left the goddamn commando here for nothing."

"... That was... A shity speech..."

He looked at you with an annoyed glare. "Really?"

"yeah, that's how I know you are telling the truth." You chuckled, giving his shoulder a light punch. "Okay then, boss. What are we going to do to forget the... Bitch." The last words came forced but he seemed happy nonetheless.

"Well... Fucking getting drunk!" He holds the vodkas he brought earlier. "That's a good fucking idea, no?"

"Aren't we going to do something dumb because of it?" You raised your eyebrow.

"Nah, the max we can do is piss on someone but they probably fucking deserved it."

"All right then... I do if you promise to not say fuck again, you ruining that word."

"That's my boy! Let's fu- eh, frickin go!" He got up with a jump, putting the liquid in glasses. Probably not the right way to get over an ex but like he said, what was the worst they could do?

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"F-Finaly you c-can't say it- Hic! Anymore can you~?" You looked down at your 'boss' as you forced him down your cock, your hands gripping the back of his head as he gagged and sputtered, pre-cum and saliva dripping from his mouth. His eyes see stars as tears fall down his face with the sweat. A strong musky smell came from him as he tried to breathe through his nose, only getting out a bobble of saliva.

That made you grin, this shithead finally being a good boy for once, was he good for anything else even? You didn't remember, you didn't want to and would beat someone who tried to do that.

Your hands went for his horns as you let him out of his cock, but just barely. Only when his lips were touching your pulsing crown you slammed back into his throat, grunting out as you repeated.

"F-fucking slut a-aren't you~? Hic! J-just trying to g-get FUCKED by my c-cock, hm~?" You didn't need him to answer, his mindless sucking of your cock that made his cheeks hollow out and his tongue gripping your cock in a spiral was enough of a answer.

"You want a g-gay s-stud~? I going to g-give you a f-fucking gay s-stud~!" Spit came out of your mouth with the yell, making the already fast pace more quick. You didn't care he needed to breathe, everyone was already dead! You didn't need to breathe, just get air so you could yell more.

"Gay Blitzø, g-gay Bli-Blitzø, gay- HICK~! BLitzø~!" The mantra continued as the bastard took your cock like a doll, especially with the way he lacked a gag reflex. He didn't have one, you thought, although you didn't remember what gag meant. Oh, who cares anyway.

What matters is your cock throbbing like crazy, pleading to cum in the bitch mouth.

"I'm- HICK~! Going to HICK~! M-mAkE yOu tAkE it AlL!" That was the 'warning' he got before you forced him down again, this time locking your legs in the back of his head. Feeling as he scratched your thighs, but it didn't hurt. It made red stuff out but no hurt done. Not when you moaned louder in your entire life- death- dead life

When all was done, you got out and watched as he failed spectacularly to drink all up, coughing up and letting more cum fall down his naked body.

You laughed like a maniac, holding your stomach. "D-Dumb- HICK~! GiRl~"

When he finished coughing at you he looked at you with a challenging glare, a bad shit crazy smile on his face. "I show you A GODDAMN GIRL!"

He pouched on top of you, forcing you to the ground as he gripped your neck and closed your air ventilation. The already hard thoughts were now even harder to comprehend, as he talked about something you didn't understand. "GEt... FOr... ULTimate..."

"Uh?" Was all you let out as your body jolted when something entered your ass. Hard.

A cry came out of you as you almost came again when your belly was full of something. It kept going in and out, gripping your insides so well. It hurt. Did it hurt? Maybe. Mist your whimpers and cries somewhere from pain and others from pleasure, which became more and more one-sided as your ass got slapped on.

"MY BITch... MY BITch... BITch..." You were gagging in no air as you felt your skin going cold. Not all, your ass burned like a volcano. Do you think Blitzø was... Fucking you? Yeah?

His hips slapping against your thighs, feeling your foot on your ear and something on your mouth. Some air came back, but now something wet and slippery rolled around your tongue. Another one? You had only one. Had you not?

God you didn't want to think, not when something nice was in your torso, not when you practically screamed but nothing came out, just more spit and cum down your chin.

Your eyes... You could see his eyes now. So frenetic. You wanted them bad. You needed them badly. All the time. Any time. You needed to be his... Bitch.

Oh fuck you came at that thought, you his little bitch slut, always getting fucked in this ass. His cum on you, you wanted it trapped if it always felt this hot. Hot. You wanted to be hot and bothered all the time.

You wanted...

-

Nothing.

You felt nothing but cold air. Lying down on the floor.

Your head throbbing, bile coming up. You went up, fell by the side, and got up, running to the bathroom to vomit in the toilet.

So much vomit, how much did you drink yesterday? Or today? What day was it?

You got up, to the sink, cleaning your face with cold water. Was all always so cold?

You tried to breathe, but something was wrong with your throat. Air wasn't airing per se. Somebody choked you? Only last week but the target was down before any further damage. So who-

Blitzø. His name came too fast as if you were stuck with it all day. His idea of getting drunk so he must know something.

And what happened... A dream, yeah a really strange dream. Only that, it couldn't be.

You gripping your hip, feeling a boner coming up, why?

Call, call first, and then questions.

Your phone was on the ground, with no cracks. You went to his number, calling it. It kept calling and going indefinitely, not finding it. Until a response came.

"the number you have dialed has not been recognized, try again later."

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