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Thirst (VampMiguel x GenNeutral Reader Oneshot)
Word count: 407
warning: some dark themes, obsessive and possessive behavior (from reader), masochism if you squint.
des: AU Vampire Miguel and his partner who's thirstier than him, basically lol.
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Carefully, he placed a hand to my waist and pulled me closer, using his other hand to trail alongside my neck. He comes closer, his warm breath tickling my skin before I feel the piercing of his fangs, taking from me what I let him. I gripped the sides of his arms not out of pain, but from want. A want for more.
This innate and insatiable want--to be the object he desires and holds most precious to him...and yet, as he drank from me, he was so soft and gentle...I felt how much he cared enough to ensure I'd feel alright without having to ask...
So much so that I felt guilty for feeling that way. That I want to be his...purely in the sense that--when I breathe him and he eventually has to part from me, that I would want to see him again so that there's reason in living...Or in the way that he's forever on my mind and i in his...
When he loves me so tenderly, I want to be beat with it...I want to feel the strongest sensations of his love and affection, and bear the pain he'd give with it. I want to crumble under the weight of them both, and be held down and bound to him that way.
He cradles me so lovingly, so carefully, that it leaves much to be desired. Though I know he does it to keep it painless and safe, I want to suffocate in that feeling of him...but I wouldn't dare say it, these are...dark thoughts.
"Miguel..." I breathed out, calling to him in the dark of night while he lay laxed next to me.
"Yes?" He ran his fingers through my hair, eyes of devotion peering into my lusting ones...I knew it.
"Nothing, my love...I just wanted to hear your voice.." I lied and smiled sweetly at him. Him being none the wiser grinned at me, returning to his sleeping state, his arms anchoring and tormenting me once more.
Yet another night where I can't look him in the eye and tell him how much I yearned to be craved by him...not when he looks at me so purely…
Everytime i feel him biting into me, I feel the lines between madness and love blurring more and more…and each time, my sanity trickles bit by bit.
–At least, his thirst is quenchable.
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A/n: A little oneshot of Miguel O'Hara that I cooked up one delirious 2 AM morning. I've been only posting Cyno, so I wanted to stir the pot a little, a dash of variety, get some spaeice in there 🥴🤌
I'll update my other things soon, toodaloo~
-Kapi <3
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