Dead By Twilight- Part 2

Dead by Twilight- Part 2

Part 2 because I can 👍 this got licking and tasting and shit in it so im tagging it as vore cause it will be eventually, what can I say🤷 (except your welcome 😎)

Im cringe and I know 😮‍💨

(Lazarus pov)

Well, this was certainly an... unexpected turn of events.

Lazarus reached down for the small, shaking mass before him.

oh my, I really did a number on that leg, didnt I... He thought, wincing.

He plucked the small thing up with his thumb and forefinger under it's arms, lifting slowly, dangling it in front of his face.

Lazarus could feel sobs and heavy breaths shaking it's small form, truly this thing looked pitiful, covered in dirt, bloodied and bruised with torn up clothing. Lazarus could have sworn he almost felt something.

Attempting no conversation, seeing as the thing was clearly inconsolable, Lazarus pressed the small being to his chest with one hand, using the other to close his cloak around him and the little creature.

Lazarus walked slowly home, although it was quite an inconvenience, He knew his speed would probably kill a being this small.

He felt the sobs of the small being subside, still it shook, but it was an improvement, he supposed his shirt may get a bit less wet.

Not because he , , , cared for the thing, of course.

The trek home was long and quiet, but Lazarus enjoyed the sounds of nature, the crunching leaves beneath his feet, shrill sounds of crickets and the soft pressure of the wind against him.

Sighing, he could see the white puff of air heated by his breath, a strange phenomenon for the usually bloodless and cold creature.

Lazarus couldnt remember the last time he had used the front door, perfering to enter through the windows. His grip tightened slightly around the small thing clutched to his chest as he ascended his porch steps, the creak of the old wood threatening to give, approaching the door he retrieved the house key, expertly hidden in a seamless hollow compartment along the wooden wall.

The door creaked loudly open, years of rust complaining to their negligent housekeeper.

Lazarus slammed the creaky door shut to cease it's noise, he felt his small passenger jump at the sound.

Reminded of his guest, he sat on his armchair by the fireplace and took his hand away from his chest.

(Wren pov)

Nooo... No no no.... It was about the only word spiraling in Wrens brain.

No no no no no no no noo-

They were at the bean-monst- the, the- things house! Wren could hear the groanig, loud creak of the steps and floorboards. Jumping at the harsh slam of the door, they feel their captor sitting down. The pressing hand slowly lowered away from the things chest, Wren curls into themself even more. Not wanting to meet the eyes of their killer, they stare down at the leathery, pale platform that they sit on, shaking and gulping in air when their body would allow it.

Wren flinched as the monster prodded their body with a massive claw, praying that was all it would do, but their wish went unheard.

The creature pinched at wrens battered leg, tugging it out from under them harshly, causing the poor borrower to scream in fear and agony, they wriggled in the beasts hold, trying to escape it's prying fingers, but they stilled feeling something hot and /wet/ glide up their leg.

D- did it just /lick/ me ?!?!

Wren paled at the implications, shaking in the beasts hold as it continued to pry at them, asking them something wren could barely hear over the ringing in their ears as they sunk into a panic attack.

(Lazarus Pov)

Light flooded the dusty room as Lazarus flicked on the small lamp beside him, giving him some light to see his new guest a bit better.

He poked the small being, earning a small squeak as it flinched.

He felt a slight wetness and finally saw the pool of blood forming in his hand.

"oh right..." Lazarus said,

pinching it's foot between his massive claws, the little creature let out a gutteral scream as he tugged its leg out from under it.

"oh hush, I only need to see it for a moment-"

Lowering his mouth to it's wriggling leg, Lazarus gave a quick lick, cleaning the wound and leaving behind a shein of his healing saliva.

Lazarus's eyes went wide at the taste of blood. It was... Different, somehow...

He closed his mouth, savoring the small, sweet taste for just a moment, before swallowing.

Lazarus pushed the thought of blood back, for now focusing on the matter at, or rather /in/, hand.

"so..." he hummed " what exactly... are you ?" lazarus asked, hoping for some kind of reaction from his small guest. Sadly, no response came as the terrified thing shook in shock from their impromptu tasting.

Lazaruz hummed, puzzling in his head what this creature could be, he could have sworn he had heard something about little people, though he wasnt sure where....

He looked over the little being again, searching it for clues.

It's short brown hair hid the rest of it's face from view, the small red jacket it wore seemed to be hand crafted, if the small, almost imperceptible stitching was anything to go by, a small, thin tail curled around the creature, with a brown tuft at the end tickling the vampires hand.

A tail... Wait a second....

Lazarus stood abruptly, startling the creature. He trotted quickly through the house and up the creaky, winding stairs to his chamber on the top floor. Lazarus popped open the door to his room with a shove, it's rusty hinges wailing, looking around he spotted an old racoon trap he hadnt been able to use, he placed his little guest inside, shutting it with a snap that startled the poor thing, and set it on his study desk.

Lazarus whisked a book off the old bookshelf, "Of course!" he said triumplantly. 'Masters of the Mythos' the title read.

Flipping quickly through the yellowed pages, he found his answer. The drawn rendition showed a simmilar creature, a small thing with human like features and a long, tufted tail.

"Borrowers... Hmm".

Guys I have a question.

For christmas would you perfer a continuation (chapter 4) of Tall tales or a new story that ive been working on about a borrower and a Vampire~? Keep in mind ill post both eventually, just wanna see what kind of stuff you guys like and which you want first~💖💖

Yall, i gotta know, does anyone want part 2 of my lil drabble? Its already written out, just needs to be beta read, but please comment what you liked/ didnt like/ want to see more of and of course Title ideas! I love any and all interaction that yall would give me 💖💖💖 thanks to all of you who liked and reblogged, you guys are the best.

Xoxo- Floatie 🛟

This is correct, no improvements needed, that is all folks.

I really do wanna be held in a curled fist though. Just tight enough to be felt all over. I wanna squirm a little too. I don't want to escape, I just want to feel how effortlessly and completely held I am.

Its literally perfection, needs nothing more.

A top tier g/t trope I adore

⭐Masterlist⭐

Lol I guess I should make a masterlist cause I'm gonna post more stories eventually and its getting annoying scrolling all the way to the bottom of my blog👍

I guess Im just gonna call this first story Tall Tales for now cause why not 🤷 may change in the future, who knows~

Here ya go!

Tall Tales Pt1

Tall Tales Pt2

Tall Tales Pt3

Tall Tales Pt4

Tall Tales Pt5

Tall Tales Pt6

Tall Tales Pt7

Dead by Twilight Pt1: A- encounter

DBT Pt2: just a taste

DBT Pt3: ill get a title someday

DBT Pt4: The vore part; skippable♥

DBT Pt5: Anxious

Starlet- Oneshot ✨

Wish you were Gay✨ pt 1