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imagine hotch helping his omega nesttt it would be just wow

cuddles, his clothes, breeding, cockwarming, it's all there

Omg yes! ✨He would definitely be such a doting mate.

Hotch would make sure his omegas belongings were thoroughly scented and they were set out for them to use.

When he notices that they might have accumulated dust or pet fur and needed to be washed and rescented, he would lovingly tell them just that. Because he doesn’t want them to have to do it later and stress that it is gone.

Hotch definitely always has an pair of each shirt he owns. When his mate takes one to wear and scent, he smiles and wears the matching one.

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Not to mention, when his omega is needy and soon on their heat but not there yet, he would offer to let them cockwarm on him until the heat starts to warm them and they need him,,deeper.

Doing the garter toss at hotch’s wedding and he sticks his head under the skirt to grab it with his teeth and discovers you’re not wearing any panties

Hotch would definitely play it off like he didn’t notice but his face would tell it all. When he emerges with the garter, a coy would be set on his face, the rest of his face is crimson.

He stands and reaches a hand down to his spouse to help them up and then swings the garter around before lobbing it backwards to hit Morgan on the side of the head.

Both of you blush laughing as Morgan swings it around like a cowboy and laughs, rubbing his hand up and down Savannah’s arm as she looks at the both of you with love in her eyes.

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Hotch leans down to whisper into your ear, smiles as he says. “I’m surprised that you aren’t wearing any panties under there. I’m so excited to spend our honeymoon ruining you.”

As they are enveloped by their friends and family, you can’t help but think of all the things you two would do that night. And it filled you with excitement.

wedding with you and hotch - he'd be so nervous - but excited nervous and so ready to spend his life with you and get in front of all of your friends and family and commit to you

The ceremony is all family, closest friends, bridesmaids, groomsmen, maid of honour, best man and the little ones for the flower girls and ring bearer. All included in a beautiful show of the union of the two individuals that will be spending their lives together.

Hotch would stand there at the arch waiting for you to come down that aisle. In his mind, the thoughts of marriage were—well, he had a complicated relationship with marriage. His mind filled with visions of you and what you would look like coming through the doors of the room you were waiting in to walk down to the arch.

Read w/music! Enjoy!

The music would start to play softly. Everyone turns to watch the doors open. They all smile as they watch you start to walk slowly. Your arm is linked in Rossi’s as he wanted to be the one giving you away. He put his hand on your arm to steady you if you started to sway.

Hotch’s eyes would start to tear up as you meet his gaze. The music hitting its peak as you take your time coming down to take his hand. His heart would swell with joy. You were the person he was going to share his life with. He would try to subltly wipe his tears away and Morgan would pat him softly on the back. You would tear up at the sight.

As he said his vows, he would get nervous and reach for your hand which you’d take. It wasn’t that he wasn’t a public speaker but it was a vulnerable moment and he wasn’t used to sharing that part of him with everyone. The team was one thing.

When you said your i do’s, the reality would hit him. He was finally marrying his person. The one. He knew that life wouldn’t be so grey anymore with you in it. 🤍

more hotch wedding thoughts

he'd be so sweet about wedding planning and let you handle things so you can get your dream wedding but without being disinterested - he'd do all he could leading up to it to make the wedding perfect!

he'd be just as invested as you and so would jack! you guys could have him be the ring bearer or even the best man and he'd be so happy that because you make his dad happy

Hotch and Jack would be the supportive cast in the planning. They know you would be stressed about all the small minut details so they would help how they could. By trying to minimise the amount of stress around the house.

You would be starting to feel a little worried about all the planning you have to do and at night when you can’t sleep, Hotch would hold you and tell you that everything was going to be ok, that he and jack would be there to do anything they could to help out.

The both of you cooked a fair amount but Hotch would cook more around that the time of the planning. Being very aware of the your stress levels, he would make sure things were always tidy so that it was one less thing to think about.

Picking out the flavour and decorations was Hotch’s favorite thing out of all the planning. The man wouldn’t admit to loving sweets as much as his son but he loved to taste all the types and combinations of cakes they come up with. Ultimately, you both decided on a vanilla and strawberry marbled cake with strawberry cream cheese frosting.

They would ask to bring a sample of the cake for jack to try when they got home. When Hotch hands it to him, he would be a little bummed out he didn’t get to go with them but he would be happy that this was the cake they chose when he tasted it.

Jack would be a bit worried at first when they first talked about getting married because of his mother, Haley and how it turned out with their divorce before she passed. But the way that you care so deeply for both of them and was there for them through that time and still years later, he knew that you would be a good addition to their little family.

Hotch asking him to be the ring bearer would be a short conversation and Jack would be happy to be able to do it once again. The two of them would go and get him a new outfit as his would be a little too small and from then on, Jack wouldn’t be able to stop talking about it.

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I decided to do Kinktober this year! I have never done this before and I’m very excited to do this! I believe that I can do this and have fun with it. Especially because I have alof of ideas but nowhere to put them. So—here we are!

*Some of these characters or kinks might change*

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Day 1: Thigh Riding

Summary: Living with Claes Bang means a lot of things. Nice dates, Good company and Sexual Tension. Until it’s too much

Pairing: Claes Bang x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Thigh Riding, Dirty Talk, AFAB!Reader, NSFW Themes, Slight Sir/Master Kink

Rating: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 509

Translations:

Sød Pige ~ Sweet Girl

Herre ~ Sir/Mister

Du gjorde det så godt, jeg er så stolt af dig~ You did so good. I’m proud of you.

The two of you had just got home from being out. It was never hard to have a good time when it came to him. Four years had gone by and you two had settled down quite well.

Currently, you were both sitting on the couch, ready to watch something before you started on dinner. He looked at you with his dark brown eyes, his handset gently on your leg. It was a normal gesture between the two of you but at that moment, something else was on your mind. You moved closer to him, putting your hand on his thigh.

He smiled, picking you up and moving you onto his leg. Capturing his thigh in between yours made your undies wet with anticipation. You lean down and kiss him passionately. He leans into the kiss, putting his hands on your hips, which were moving very slowly.

“Does that feel good, my sød pige?” He said, in between kisses down her face to your chest. Your head began tipping back as his mouth traveled down past your sternum.

“Y-yes.” You reply, as your voice comes out as a mumble.

He looks up at your face. Putting your chin in between his fingers, he urges you to look at him.

“Yes what, love?” His tone never wavers as he waits. Your lips part slightly and your eyes widen.

“Yes, herre.”

He groaned softly at your response. His hands pushed and pulled at your hips to create a faster rhythm. Your mouth hung slightly open as your moans began to get louder and sharper. Looking up at you, he wet his fingertip before moving one of his hands up your shirt. Underneath your bra, he began to play gently with one of your nipples.

Your hips snapped forward with the new stimulation and you whimpered.

“F-Fuck that feels good. More?”

He smiles and puts his mouth onto your exposed neck. Nibbling on it, he moved his thigh up against your pussy, the movement he hoped would give you the extra you wanted. Your body ached a little with how much you felt, your hips grinding against this man's leg like your life depended on it. Your hands rested on his shoulders. Your loud whimpers turned into harsh moans as you got closer and closer to your climax.

“P-Please herre, I’m close. I-I-” Your hips moved in circles as you whined. He smiled, pinching your nipple in response to your pleas for release. Bouncing his leg as he would normally thrust, he knew the extra pressure would help. Promptly, he put his free hand on top of your butt cheek and gave it a good smack. The sharp sting and the throb from the smack and the pinching of your nipple sent your hurtling over the edge into climax territory, your pussy clenching wildly around nothing. You gently read your forehead on his shoulder, trying deeper to slow down your breathing. He smiled, holding you close.

“Du gjorde det så godt, jeg er så stolt af dig.” He said, kissing your forehead.

Fill Me Full

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: NSFW themes, Dirty Talk, AFAB!Reader, Daddy Kink, Breeding Kink.

Rating: Explicit Sex, 18+

Word Count: 1,142

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We had to get to the post office to mail my niece's books before her birthday. I had reminded him that I wanted to mail it a few days earlier. Today is the second to last day. I got up from the floor in the living room. It was wrapped with a bow and everything. Ready to roll. But Bucky wasn’t. I walked through the apartment, on the hunt for him.

“Where are you Bucky? I’m not playing games right now. We have to get there before they close baby.” I said desperately to get him to stop playing this silly game. My hands are placed on the bed behind me as I sit up.

As I stepped into our bedroom, I found him. Walking out of the bathroom, nude down to his navel. His vibranium arm held up the towel as it started to slip down his still drying body. Walking towards him, I smile and lean in and kiss him softly. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me in. Nibbling on my bottom lip, his hands dug in my hips. A soft moan flies out of my mouth as the sharp pain turns into a pleasant burn. I knew I would lose the fight to leave the house right now and I was alright with that, if he was planning to fuck me.

“Mm-Buck. We have to get moving." I say into the kiss, my voice desperate.

He groaned softly, putting his metal hand on the back of my neck. Pulling me in as close as he could, he ground against me softly. His towel slipped off his body and onto the floor, his semi pressed against my bare thigh. The feeling of his cock against my leg was driving me wild. I ground my hips against his, wetness pooling into my undies. Putting my hands on his shoulders, I looked up at him as he began to speak.

“I have a better idea of what we can do with our time." He smiled at me and put his hands on the curve of my ass.

Putting his face into my exposed chest, he kissed my skin. He tapped the back of my thigh and I jumped up into his embrace. He walked over to the bed, setting me down and getting on top. I reach up and put my hand on his face, brushing my thumb over his cheek. He kneeled before me, pulling my pants down and off. A soft moan escapes my lips. The touch of his vibranium hand on my hot skin was turning me on more than I already was. With my hand on the bed behind me, I sat up to undress. As soon as my shirt came off, he attacked my nipples with his skilled mouth. A whine hurled out of my mouth, my hand reaching to the back of his head.

“Oh-Fuck. Just like that!” I moaned, my hips jutted up against his, seeking friction.

Bucky chuckled, put his free hand down my chest and down to my clit. Gently massaging it in circles, he nibbled my nipples at a steady pace. My hips stutter as they try to rub against his fingers. His thumb found the rhythm, his finger entered me and began to gently thrust. My back arched, the slight sting of his finger quickly ebbed away.

“You like that baby?” He responded, his mouth travelling to the other nipple. His other hand was playing with the nipple that was covered in his spit.

“Yes! Yes.” I moaned loudly as his vibranium hand gently tugged on my exposed nipple.

“Yes, what doll?” He stopped sucking on the bud for a moment, dragging his nails down on my breast, thrusting another finger inside. His deep voice got darker as he stared me down.

“Yes daddy! Oh-Fuck!” I whined as he thrust another finger inside. Propping myself up onto my elbows, I try to push my hips against his fingers.

“Good girl, I can’t wait to fill you up with my cock. Would you like that?” He growled, moving from my nipples to put his attention to my pussy. His two fingers glided in and out wonderfully, so he added a third finger. I choked out as I looked up at him.

“Y-Yes daddy! Fill me to the brim.” My whole body arching as he added another finger. Feeling full, I was ready. I wiggled my hips, the added friction making me pant.

“P-Please daddy, I’m ready.” I whine.

“You definitely are, taking my fingers so well. Here we go baby.” He grunted softly, lining his cock at my entrance. A quick thrust and he sheathed himself completely inside me, his tip hitting the entrance to my cervix. He put his hands on my hips. My head tips back, the stretch making my pussy clench around him.

“Oh daddy-” A moan hurtling from my lips,”M-move please.”

Bucky moaned as he pulled out to the tip and then thrust back in. Putting my hands on his shoulders, I groaned as he began a rhythm. He leaned and kissed me as he sped up. His soft moans and groans were fueling me.

“That feels so good! M-more!” My voice getting higher with each thrust of his hips against my pussy. I put my hand on my chest and snaked it down to my clit. My moans and whines become almost mumbled.

“You feel so good baby. Such a pretty pussy for a slut. I’m gonna breed you all day.” The words coming out of his mouth were making me want to cry with how wonderful it sounded.

“F-Fuck yes daddy! Breed me like the slut I am.” The heat was slowly coiling in my stomach as he pounded into me.

My face scrunched as I focused on all the sounds he was making above me, his panting and moans. Chasing my incoming climax, I dig my fingers into his shoulders. As I got to the cliff of climax, I opened my eyes.

“I-I’m close! P-Please can I cum? My body was aching for release.

Getting closer, his voice is getting breathy drops. "Yes slut, cum on my cock." He said. His grip on my hips tightened, his thrusts getting sloppy. My climax hit hard, my legs and body shook as I rode the wave. He continued his thrusts and with a growl, he came deep inside. His thrusts slowed down as his wave slowed down. Propping himself next to me, he scooped me up.

“You did so well, doll. Now we have to wait. Hold the cum as long as you can. Understand?” He put his on my cheek, making me look up at him. I smiled and said confidently.

“Yes daddy.”

Day 3: Public Sex

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x AMAB!Reader

Warnings: NSFW Themes, AMAB!Reader, Dirty Talk, Depictions of Crime Scene Evidence, Slight Size Difference (Reader is 5’2), Reader uses He/They pronouns, Sir/Daddy kink.

Rating: 18+, Sexual Themes, Not suitable for audiences sensitive to mentions of blood and crime.

Word Count: 1,743

“Prentiss, Rossi, proceed to the crime scene. Morgan and Reid, head to the precinct, make sure things are set up for us. We should be able to meet back up in about two hours to discuss our findings. We should be able to figure out our next steps from there.” Aaron said firmly, his voice slightly scratchy from the amount of speaking he had been doing during the last few weeks with the previous case.

The team got off the jet and headed into their separate vehicles and off they drove. The first victim was twenty seven year old Jera Lynch. She had been stabbed to death and then put into a suitcase. The two of you had been sitting side by side, your mind was thinking about a lot of things. You and Jera had similar facial features as well as eye color. It freaked you out. Aaron’s eyes were on the road but his posture told you that his mind was on other things. The two of you had been together for quite some time, longer than you had ever been with anyone else. He was caring and patient. He never made you feel like some kind of weirdo for loving the job you had now. He glanced at you for a second before his eyes drifted back to the road. Reaching over, he placed his hand on your thigh. He hated to see you so worried. It made him feel helpless to the fact he couldn’t help you.

“We will catch the guy. You are safe, we’ve got you.” Aaron said softly, not trying to jar you out of your thoughts too quickly.

You look at him, nodding. His words were filled with sincerity but you couldn’t shake the feeling that something would happen and you wouldn’t be. You set your hand gently onto his, gripping it. Soon, the two of you reached the family's home. Before you got out of the car, you looked towards Aaron. He looked into your eyes, sensing your hesitation. He got out of the car and closed his door before coming around and helping you out. He squeezed your hand before letting go and walking to their front door. The parents answered the door, their eyes swollen from grieving. They looked to Aaron, who stepped forward and presented his badge. They waved them inside their home.and sat them down. The Lynches were very gracious in everything that they did. Their daughter was a joyous woman and she was in everyone’s good graces. Her family couldn’t think of any people that they could think would harm her. Aaron was pretty effective at being neutral but still empathetic with everyone he came across. It was something that you loved about him. When you first met him, he drew you in with his smile and charismatic nature. And now here you are, almost five years into it and you were nearly obsessed with him. He had grown as a person since you had both met but in a positive way.

“Thank you so much for having us. We must get back to the precinct and continue our investigation. If you have any information that you believe would be useful for us, please contact us. Here is my card" Aaron reached into his jacket pocket and handed Davis Lynch his card, “We will catch the person who did this to your daughter.”

The two of you stood and ventured out of their home. Before you stepped off the steps, Jera’s mother grabbed your elbow and you turned around swiftly. You turn and gaze at her.

“Is there something I can do for you?” You say quietly. She reached up and put a hand on your cheek. You flinched a little bit at the contact.

“Y-You look just like her.” She said just as quietly and stepped back into the home, closing the door slowly.

You stand there, not very sure how to feel about what has happened. After a few moments, you began to walk to the car. Tapping on the glass, you signaled for him to open the door. Aaron unlocked the door and you hopped into your seat. You began the drive to the precinct. Getting there was a decent drive but you had played your playlist and the two of you jammed out to a couple of the songs. Feeling a bit better after speaking to the parents, both of you went in and talked with the rest of the team about what you had learned. A few hours pass and the team finally leave to go to their hotel to get ready for lunch. They all got there, settled in and headed towards the restaurant. Rossi driving one car and Aaron driving the other. They all sit around the table and talk to each other about how they think this case is going to go. And then all about their lives and how they personally were feeling. You sat next to Aaron of course, your hand on his thigh. He smiled and occasionally chuckled if you or Rossi said something entertaining. He would look at you and then your lips.

Occasionally, you would catch him staring at your lips or your eyes. And you smile or squeeze his thigh in response. Moving your hand up his thigh each time, you wanted to tease the man. Of course, he seemed determined to do that to you. Aaron wasn’t being subtle about looking at you, he loved you and everyone there knew that. His beautiful brown eyes turned dark as he simply took in your appearance. It made you warm with the darkness and adulterated intent in his eyes. Aaron smirked, his tongue peeking out of his mouth for a moment to lick his bottom lip as his eyes fell onto yours and you felt done for. You shifted in your chair, your hand moving high, settling gently onto his crotch. He looked briefly at his crotch where your hand lay then into your eyes. You wanted him, it didn’t really matter where but you needed him. The day was already so stressful and waiting until later was out of the question. You stood first, quietly excusing yourself. Walking towards the back of this diner, you thought to yourself. Behind this place was just a bunch of trees. It was better than the bathrooms. You stood patiently by the back door. Surely enough after a few minutes, he came around the corner. Aaron pushed you against the wall, pinning your hips there with his, your legs intertwined.

“Yes what, baby?” He growls low into your ear, putting his hands on your hips.

“Y-Yes daddy. T-touch me, please!” You softly whimper into his ear, putting your hand in his dark hair, gripping it as tingles spread across your skin.

He softly groaned at the tug, kissing your neck. Your hand gripped his hair tighter, your eyes shut for only a minute before your body flushed. Your pants began to get unbearably tight as your cock begged to be released. Grinding your hips against his, the friction was going to kill you. Aaron smiled into your skin, reaching down and rubbing you through your pants. Your hips immediately rutting into his hand, unable to restrain yourself. He reached into your pants, playing with your cock slowly and teasingly slow.

“D-Daddy! More! Please!” Slowly chanting, your hips thrusting into his hand.

“Already so wet and needy baby? I’m not surprised. Let me prep you first.” He said, slowly moving his finger to your hole and gently pushing his finger inside.

Your soft hiss of pain as he continued, trying his best to be gentle. Without any lube, they weren’t in luck and Aaron was worried he would hurt you. You reached your other hand up, softly stroking his cheek. You smile as the pain become pleasure and pressure. Pushing your hips back against his finger, you wanted him to know it was ok, you would be fine. He just had to be more gentle then normal. Aaron added another finger, hitting your prostate. Your hands immediately went to his shoulders, gripping very hard. It felt very good, the loud moan escaping you being an indicator. Aaron played with your cock more as he thrusted his fingers more inside. After a few thrust, he decided you were ready and he unzipped his pants. Putting his hand in his mouth to gather a little bit of spit, he rubbed it on himself before rubbing his cock against your hole. Reaching under you, he lifted you up enough so that your legs were on his hips.

“Are you ready? I am if you are.” Aaron says, putting his cock directly under your hole, letting you lead.

“Yes daddy, please! Fuck me!” You whined. He moaned softly, settling you down onto his cock very slowly, watching your face as your nose scrunched up.

Aaron waited for just a moment for you to be ready as he would never be able to forgive himself if you were ever hurt. You nodded slowly and he began to thrust slowly. He pulled the tip out and thrust it in deeply, filling you to the hilt. The angle he was thrusting hit your prostate and your body shook in pleasure.

“Aah-! That’s good~” You moan, looking at him as he fucked him, “That feels so good!”

Aaron continued fucking you, your moans and whimpers fueling his desire to please. The sounds of your skin slapping together and the fact that they were outside, fucking against the wall where anyone could walk by was making this more and more exciting. The two of you reached climax much earlier than usual. You trembled, clinging to him as your cum came spurting out of your cock onto Aaron’s white shirt. The one time he wore white. He moaned as you panted, cumming inside you, moaning into your collarbone. His thrusts slowing to a stop. He gently set you down and helped you get redressed. Kissing your lips, he reached for your hand.

“Let’s get cleaned up and eat our lunch huh?” He smiled to you.

“Of course, daddy.”

Have you watched the Loki series?

Yes I have! It was pretty good! I really enjoyed everything I saw. I have been a huge fan of Loki for ages it feels like and now having a series for him feels right. So many good opportunities to make gif sets of him too!💚🥺

Keep Me Warm

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Gender-Neutral!Reader

Warning: smut, very light dom hotch

Rating: 18+, pre-established relationship

Word count: 924

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You were very fortunate to be home during the autumn with Aaron and Jack. Most of your cases seemed to wane at the end of the summer season so you were lucky to have this time. Jess had come to pick up Jack to look after him for the weekend so it was just you and Aaron.

“I want to check something, just real quick and then we can spend the rest of the day on the couch.”

Setting your hands on his shoulders, you stood behind him simply looking over his shoulder. Not to read but to be closer to him. Soon however, your hands moved from his shoulders down to his biceps. Your face nestled in close to his ear as you debated pulling up a chair. Unable to resist, you moved your lips up to his ear and nipped at it gently, receiving a soft groan from the dark haired man.

“Honey…” His warm voice coming out as a warning as you continued moving your hands down his body. His broad shoulders were making it impossible to pull away. You knew he need to finish some paperwork but you needed him so badly. Moving around the chair very slowly, you climbed into his chair, sitting carefully in his lap.

“I-I just wanna sit with you. Is that ok?” You asked, your lips pressed up against his cheek. He turned his head to look at you, his gaze dropping to your lips as he nodded and returned to his work. Smiling, you rested your head on his shoulder, his warmth making your need for him so much stronger as the time went by.

You couldn’t remember when you started to gently grind up against him, but you couldn’t help it. He had placed his warm hand on the small of your back and encouraged the push and pull of your hips. Chest to chest, your lips left soft kisses under his ear as you fought to sink onto the man right then and there. After all, he said he was going to be quick. So you assumed that he wouldn’t mind if you started the festivities early. Slowly, you leaned back to move your hands down his clothed chest to his belt buckle. Trying not to move too much, you reached your hand into his pants to touch his cock which you were surprised to find almost completely hard. Looking to Aaron, you caught his eye as he watched you pull him out. His cock was warm in your hands as your grip tightened and you shifted a bit, your arousal not unknown to the other. You didn’t realise you were whimpering for him until his hand slipped under your chin. “You can warm me. But you can’t wiggle. Ok?”

You couldn’t have moved quicker, slipping off your underwear and getting yourself ready faster. His eyes roamed your body before you began to seat him inside your warm hole. Gripping his broad shoulders, you couldn’t help but whine as you bottomed out. He never dissatisfied when it came to filling you this way. He was perfect in every way that counted, you could have cried at the relief you felt. Putting your hand through his dark hairs, you smiled to your partner. He was so handsome, his eyes were so beautiful and he knew what you needed and wanted. Aaron smiled to you, admiring you as though you were a piece of modern art. Being so full was starting to take its toll as your eyes couldn’t look away from his face, wanting nothing more than to have his face in between your legs. His stubble rubbing against your inner thighs, his lips kissing the skin as he neared your center. Your hands roamed his shoulders and neck as you continued to stare.

Panting, your eyes snapped open as your hips mindlessly rocked. Aaron hadn’t fully abandoned his work but his hand was violently gripping the pen as your body took what it needed. The faint feeling of his tongue dragging up on your skin and his groans and partial moans were fuelling your desire. His cock throbbing deep inside your needy hole was what finally caused the tension to release. Your lips parted as you clenched around Aaron, riding the wave of your climax.

“I said no wiggling honey, I’ll let that one slide just because you looked so delicious coming all over my cock.”

Thicker than Water

Pairing: Dracula x Female!Reader

Warning: Mentions of Blood, Blood Sucking, Blood Drinking, Vampire Blood Bond, Vampire Fetish

Rating: 18+, first meeting, placed in EP3

Word Count: 1013

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

As you passed the bar, you couldn’t help but feel as though every person had their eyes on you. Secretly, you hoped they would approach you but after going to clubs recently, it wasn’t the norm. Only being open after the sun was long gone, the moon prominently shining as people were everywhere. Some innocently standing by the wall, taking in everything the same as yourself. The others knew exactly what they came for their eyes following every motion and flicker of movement, waiting to sink their claws into their prey. Smiling to yourself, your eyes skirted the rest of the space, couches and tea tables were placed for comfort in the corners. Leaving the middle for a space to get lost in the miasma, the fragrance of vanilla pulsing around Walking towards the middle, you started to sway gently before you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Turning your head, your eyes locked onto hazel irises as you stared at one another. Time seemed to stand still, his eyes never wavering from yours until his eyes darted to your neck. Breathing in deeply, you smiled, looking at his lips as you spoke.

“H-hi! Sorry I didn’t catch your name..” You gestured to him, your fingers waving in front of you as you trailed off.

“I’m—Dracula.” The man spoke, not once looking at your face as the words left his mouth. When he looked back up to your eyes, he couldn’t help but sniff the air, the sweet aroma wafting from your neck made you irresistible. Your warm blood pulsing through your veins was making it hard to come up with conversation to keep both of you talking, his eyes never drifting away from your eyes or neck for too long. Your eyes widened as the name made you curious. ‘Could he be..what I have yearned for?’

At the same time, you couldn’t help but lean closer. His warm breath heated your cheeks as a unique spice wafted close to your nose, invading your senses. The very essence of him had your heart pounding. Wanting desperately to know the reason why your body couldn’t seem to resist the incessant pull towards him. His beautiful hazel eyes turned dark, like a glass of the sweetest red wine as his hands reached up to your neck.

“It was strange, seeing you walk in. A drop of sun in the dark of the moon’s shadow.” His voice purred out as he looked at your face, admiring your features. His fingers touching your smooth skin as the pads of his fingers traced your pulse point. ‘He’s a vampire, a handsome one at that. Oh now I’m excited.’ You couldn’t move, paralyzed by the hold of this stranger’s effect on you. His nails scraped against the junct of your neck and collarbone and a bead of crimson sprung forth. His tongue darted from his lip and you mentally cursed yourself for finding it incredibly desirable. His finger snatched it up, gently rubbing the warm liquid in a pattern to your pulse point. Moving his hand to his own neck, he pressed the same pattern to his own skin, not a second more your body lurched forward.

Your hands reach up to touch his skin as your hips gently mingle, your fingers intertwined in his dark hair. His eyes leave your as his head dips down to your neck, his tongue slowly dragging against your pulse point. A whimper flies from your lips as you stand at the mercy of his tongue and his lips, so close to your sensitive skin. Your fingers gripped the material of his shirt, the union of his lips and tongue on your neck made it hard to remember to breathe. His hands were at his sides but your whimper brought the man’s arms to action, his fingers gently tracing over your arms landing on your hips. Swirling the tip of his tongue on the place he planned to sink his sharp teeth, he groaned very softly into your flesh, your sweet balm much stronger now that you were bonded together. A union of fervent passion and smoky desire that neither of you could now escape, not that he would want to.

“I won’t lie to you, this will hurt a bit.” In one fluid motion, he sunk his teeth into your skin. A strangled yelp flew from your lips as the sharp pain burned your skin, his warm lips and fingers the only thing grounding you. The club seemed so far away, the only thing you were thinking about was Dracula, his face nuzzled into your neck, drinking your sweet crimson life source. You assumed it was his fingers delicately placing his mark on you but you wanted to be devoured by him, his only solace and the only one that he could ever drink from. Forever his. His hips ground gently against yours as he continued to drink from you, a breathy moan coming from his throat, delighting in the taste of you. He had been alive for many years but you were something special.