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“So weak. All of them, those Joestars. And you… you are just as weak, if not even weaker than they are.” Dio says with a low chuckle, bringing the glass of blood to his lips. The look in his eyes infuriates you so. All his words towards you, even as your position as his closest advisor, they are so filled with mock and ignorance. You grit your teeth and focus on the book in your hands, your patience wearing extremely thin.
“If I were as weak as they were, I would not be by your side the way I am now… Lord Dio.” You say with a heavy sigh, flipping a page despite not having read a word on the previous one. The vampire’s words have kept you busy, which you made sure to not let him know because you knew he would comment insistently on it.
“The reason I keep you by is because you are quite the looker, [Name]. Nothing more, nothing less. I like to have a bit of eye candy around while I work. An object of my desire, if you will.” He laughs a bit, shaking his head.
You snapped your book shut.
Dio’s laughter increases in volume as you stand and make your way to him, looming over him. The rage in your eyes makes him smile. “What? Did you really think I kept you around for anything else? It’s cute really, you’d make a much better vampi-“
Your hands fly to his throat, nails digging into the scar that decorates his neck. Dio’s eyes widen, his mouth falling open and his hands immediately fly to try and remove your own— to no avail. He drops the wine glass in his hand in the process, shattering onto the floor as the red stains your shoes. Your grip tightens even more, cutting off his airflow successfully. The look in his eyes gives you a little bit of satisfaction at least.
The more he struggled, the more you pushed him back onto the couch he sat at and forced him down to take it all. You pinned him down fully underneath your hips, rendering him helpless. Normally, he would use The World to get him out of situations like this, but he knew that you would know. Dio’s pride wouldn’t take it. Watching him struggle underneath you was a satisfaction you long craved, his eyes welling up with unshed tears as short breaths and ragged breaths are taken. Meanwhile, his eyes are blurry but the cold, deadpan look on your face… there was fear, adrenaline and… a little bit of something else coursing through his veins now.
He couldn’t believe it. Has he let his guard down so much to let something like this happen? Despite the fear clawing at his heart, he can’t help but squeeze his thighs shut as blood rushes south. His red eyes roll a bit as spots start appearing in his vision— he knows he can’t die, but the thought of perishing by your hand makes him… excited. A sound of pleasure slips past his lips and he lightly paws at your hand again. Dio starts growing slack in your arms…
A few agonizing seconds pass by for Dio, who is on the verge of passing out, but you finally pull away. You watch as the vampire stumbles to the floor right on top of the glass and blood. He’s breathing heavily, greedily gasping for air as he clenches at his throat— his scar red and irritated now. He was unbearably hard now, cock twitching just from your hands around his throat. You watch this all play out with a smile on your face.
“Perhaps this shall serve as a warning, Lord Dio… can’t have some mortal grab you like that again and see how hot and bothered you get from it, now can we?” Now, it’s your turn to laugh. “I must take my leave. I mustn’t leave Terence waiting.”
Dio sits there, staring wide eyed and still panting as he watches you leave. Maybe he shouldn’t have underestimated you.
guys guys are we finally hating on mark hoffman from the saw movies??? fucking hate that guy, biggest moment of my life. i want to put him in a meat grinder.