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Breakfast

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"Here you are My Lady~", Noé said playfully pulling you along to the dining room of his home. "Noé, you don't have to– The last thing I want you is to waste your time prioritizing it to me", You stated. Which in return only made Noé upset. You were experiencing hurt. It wasn't heartbreak at this point. More like shear embarrassment, being kicked out and thrown out of a home you shared with another. It was evident that you were embarrassed, and Noé wanted you to feel anything but embarrassed. "Y/n, please don't talk like that", he pleaded. "I thought, I've established that you could stay here as long as needed." You shyly noded,"Sleeping arrangements will be up to you, the last thing I want is for you to be uncomfortable."

Your face flushed furiously, "N-Noé don't be ridiculous, we're already past that part of 'sleeping arrangements'", you said remembering last night. Noé was hesitant, he didn't want to do anything you didn't like. He was frightened it would look like he had allterior motives. You reassured him that you'd feel comfortable with him at your side. So Noé gave in. You asked Noé to hug you, and he did. His chin rests on the top of your head, your face in his chest with your arms around his neck. The two of you stays like this in silence for a bit. The calming feeling of Noé's hand rubbing your back, gently lulling you to sleep. Noé picked up on what you said, slightly blushing as a reaction. "You..Mean— but is that okay with you?"

"Im positive"

Noé couldn't hide nor wanted to, he like the Idea of keeping you safe at night. "Alright, we can alwaya change sleeping arrangements anytime, how you like. Ok?" You nodded. Noé cleared his throat spreading out cooking instruments infront of him,"Now then! What is it that you want for breakfast hm?" You don't even remember the last time you had something for breakfast- you never really ate breakfast to begin with. Stumped on what to ask for, Noé give a suggestion.

"Have you ever had a crêpe?" You shook your head,"No, I've heard of it before but never tried it." Your eyes widened, realizing that Noé intended to cook. "Wait are you going to cook?" Noé nodded, tilting his head in confusion. "H-How about I help you?"

"What? You're a guest, surely you're joking. I can't make you do that." Out of the last few years getting to know Noé. As much as a sweetheart he was, he didn't know how to cook. Somehow convincing himself that everything he made was delicious. "Please Noé? I promise I'll be of good assistance."

"Nope."

"Please Noé?", you ask again.

Once again, he turns down the offer,"Not a chance Y/n." Once done gathering baking items for breakfast he would soon be making he turned to you. Only to be caught up by those endearing, irresistible pupple dog eyes. "Please Noé? Just this once?" He turns away..."Fine, you win– grab an apron."

Once the both of you were ready, you and Noé had gotten the first few ingredients together and prepared to mix. Now handing Noé the large metal bowl, observing his actions to make sure he didn't mess up. Flour, sugar, salt and eggs- Noé took a whisk and began harshly mixing, in the proncess accidentally spilling some of the batter. You shook your head is displeasure,"Oh Noé..."

He smiled softly,"Whoops! Sorry Y/n."

"It's okay but..", you leaned in close to Noé, gently wrapping your arm around him. "Let me help, your whisking is a bit..uh—". Your hands on his, guiding him on the proper way to whisk. "See, Noé use your wrist instead of moving your arm- and go gentle."

Light laughter surfaces,"Whats so funny?", you asked Noé. You didn't realize you'd completely taken over the cooking. Noé was on the side of you leaning onto the counter watching you this time. You blush bashfuly,"O-Oh..I'm sorry Noé. When I get focused, I tend to—." Noé cuts in,"Don't apologize. Its endearing Chéri."

Your heart pounds vigorously, with his romantic gaze on you like that...You're heart was sure to fall out of your chest. He was so cute..fuck! You continued to help Noé and guide him, in the end you make perfect crêpes...In taste anyhow...

"Noé"

"Yes?"

"Um..Are they supposed to look like that?" He gasps, dramatically,"Chéri! Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover." You look at Noé raising your brow..

"Right..Im just saying because it doesn't look like the image on the recipe."

"Just take a bite! I promise its fine! Besides I helped make it." You sighed thinking to yourself, 'Thats the problem Noé..You were mainly the one trying to cook and you cannot do so.'

Noé held a knife and fork, cutting the monstrous creation the you helped make. Cutting it with the knife, he scooping it up and holding it up to your lips. Without hesitation your lips part taking in the food.

Surprisingly, It tasted fine. "Noé, you're right...it's really good!"

His grin follows him ear to ear. Once again he was so cute, you didn't want to tell him otherwise even if it was bad, the taste definitely made up for how bad it looked. Taking some whipped cream from your breakfast on your finger you lean over the table rubbing it on his nose.

"Well thats not nice Y/n.", he chuckled.

"Its a way of saying thanks for the breakfast."

"Of course ma belle chéri, anytime."

The two of you finished the breakfast, enjoying every bite of it. In the end the plate messy with whip cream. "I'll take this to the kitchen—".

"Wait, Noé..",your eyes shed their natural brown color. "I do apologize in advance, but—",you stopped mid-sentence grabbing the messy plate and setting it to the side. Your fingers getting a little left over whip cream,"I am a little thirsty."

Noé didn't expect this, you never drank from him before..you didn't need to. Being half vampire didn't require to survive off blood. You needed normal food. Nonetheless, he was always willing to provide. You swiped the whip cream from your fingers to his neck. He gave himself up to you. Placing around you, pulling you into a hug.

Your tongue tracing his tanned skin to where the whip cream was; biting him there. Little grunts are released from him. When you pulled away, your eyes met.

"Sorry for the sudden bite-", you apologized as your fingers touched the wound site.

"Don't apologize, It's only fair. I bit you this morning chéri.", he reassured with a smile,"Besides! I've offered myself to you many times and you've finally gave in. Take as much as you need. Okay?"

"Good..Im about to take a little more", you warned. Going to the opposite side of Noé's neck before bitting. One hand cups his cheek and the other on his shoulder. Noé yelps at the puncture, grasping your wrists.

Seems like for once, getting bit by a vampire..It hurt a bit. His breathing, heavy.."Hah...Y/n", a sigh escapes. His fingers slightly tighten around your wrists.

Once you're done with your feed, you pull away. Noé looks up at with crimson puppy eyes. "How does my blood taste?"

"Its beyond exquisite..I can't really find the words", you shyly scratch your chin. "That makes me happy. I'm glad you like it."

"I hope it didn't hurt too much?"

Noé leans to the side in dismay,"Noo of course not!" It was quite obvious you'd taken quite a bit of blood, he was a bit dizzy. So strange, he shows symptoms of humans when you take too much blood.

"Oh Noé, come on lets sit on the couch for a while. Let your dizziness subsidie."

"Yes ma'am!"

You sigh of relief, what would you do without this cutie?

Written December 15th

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝙔𝙤𝙪ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

✧.* Solon X Black.FemReader

・❥・Genre: Mc Flirts, Sick, Caring, Romantic, Fluff

・❥・Warnings: Light Cussing, Blood, Tiny bite, Mentions of Infections, anything else let me know!

・❥・A/n: Just started reading the webtoon and Fell instantly in love with sunghoo's character! I just had to take the opportunity to write about him! Please enjoy! Also! The dividers do not belong to me.

・❥・Wordcount: 1k

"I thought you were supposed to be helping me."

"Oh, I am...Just taking my time." Solon turns in his chair, his gold and blue eyes shoot an icy glare at you. You could feel it, but you were so sleepy, you didn't even care.

"Seriously whats going on with you?"

You slump in his against the wall completely sliding to the floor. Your coily and curly hair spilling everywhere.

He rolled his eyes, getting up from the desk before kneeling at your side. "Hey Drama Queen, tell me whats wrong."

"Solon, I dont feel good!"

"Let me guess you want me to do something about it?" His brows raise, he was certain of what you wanted. Your eyes fluttered at him as he gazes down at you. "Can you pleassse use your power to cool me off, Darling?"

He frowned rolling his eyes,"Do you even love me? Hm? You seem to love using my hands as some sort of cooling treatment.."

"No! Of course not! I really to love you Solon!" You pounce on him, making him fall backwards. Nuzzling your nose into his neck as you straddled him. "I love you alot my grumpy vampy-wolf hybrid!!"

He felt bashful, attempting to push you off of him,"Woman! Ugh!" That is until, he actually felt how warm you were. "Wait..Y/n get up for a second."

"Hm? Whats up?"

"Snowflake, you're really warm..Like fever kind of warm." He sits up with you in his lap, brushing your curls out of your face. "You really aren't feeling well huh?"

You nodded, Solon felt guilty..of course he wasn't serious when he said,'You seem to love using my hands as some sort of cooling treatment.' However, you could've took it literal if it felt that way.

"Here..",He whispered holding both hands on your cheeks, his hands were literal ice. You sighed with relief, leaning into his touch, your hands resting on his. "Hey, Im so-"

"I know you didn't mean it Solon",You reassured him. He nodded,"Good..Good."

A few moments of silence go by, before Solon begins speaking. "How do you feel?"

"Good",you muttered.

"Any nausea?" You shook your head in response.

"Pain anywhere? Is..Is it that Time of the month?",he asked a bit embarrassed.

You giggled at his embarresment, "No grumpy, it's not."

He smacks his lips,"Oi, Im serious here Y/n."

"Okay, Okay, I can't explain it but..I feel really bad. Sick kinda bad..you know?"

Solon looks closely at you,"Nothing seems out of the ordinary..maybe it's just a infection?"

His hands fall to your forearms, caressing them with a icy sensation. "I can see you dont feel well, could it be a weak feeling? I can't do anything for you besides take care of the fever.."

You shrug,"I guess? What if you take some blood?"

"Are you crazy?! Surely this infection has made you think delusional."

"No! Solon, can't you taste if the blood has been infected or clean? You could taste the infection or remove some of it cant you?"

Technically you were right, you did have a point. With all the animal blood the boys had drank they could taste whether the animal was ill or had diseases or what not. Though, to remove the bad cells from the red or white blood cells...he'd never tried to do that.

"I-I guess? But I've never drank Human blood before."

Solon was unsure, very hesitant though you told him it was alright. He would fidget for a bit until he got up with you in his arms.

He layed you down gently onto the soft mattress behind you. "Okay, I'll do this for you only once!" He sat beside you taking a deep breath. "When I do this, I need you to stay laying down."

He was nervous, he never drank from a human nor a live being and you were both of those things. He made sure you were comfortable. "It might be uncomfortable or hurt a little."

"Its okay Im ready." You turned your head slightly revealing your neck to him. A dangerously red hue covered his face,"Y-You! Is that where you want me to bite you?! Out of all places?"

"There are other places?"

"Yes! Wrist, arm, leg, knuckle...W-Why the neck you weirdo?"

"You're so cute when you get shy you Icy hybrid!" You teased pointing to your neck. Signaling that was the place where you wanted to have your blood drawn.

"Don't call me that!", he whined

He felt so bad seeing you like this, it seemed taboo to him. Though he wasn't going to deny how beautiful you looked.

"Hold my hand okay?"

Solon nodded,"Of course.." Together your hands conjoined, locking digits together. Leaning close to you, you could feel his breath tickling your skin. "Ready?"

"Yeah.."

Soon, a gasp could be heard from you. You squeezed his hand a bit making him pull away. "You okay??"

You sighed,"Yes..what did you find?"

"Oh! Right!", Solon licks the small amount of blood he'd drawn from you. Smacking his lips together tasting what little he had managed to draw with such a shallow bite. "The Taste. It's just a minor infection. It's not viral so you should be able to help fight it with antibiotics."

Solon ran his ringers through your hair, gently speaking you. "Um..You can rest here if you want."

"Oh my Solon, I didn't take you as the bold type.", you tease.

His eye twitches with slight annoyance, though you knew he wasn't. He often put on this act when you teased him. "You can Leave now..."

You giggled at his expression,"I'm sorry Solon. You're just fun to tease. I'll help you then get out of your hair Sol."

As you began to stand up, Solon stopped you, grabbing your hand. "Hey, forget about it..Let's just have you rest for now. Okay?" See? Isn't he sweet? I know. You nodded,"Yeah sure."

There you two lay together beside one another. His cool hands resting on your face as his alternate color eyes gaze back at you. "I'll take care of you..try not to do such while you're ill, Okay?"

You reach for his soft blue hair. Your fingers getting lost in his soft locks. "Alright, Will Do."

"Thank you Y/n."

Written on January 17th! 2023

Fictober 2022: Blood for Blood.

Fandom: Twilight.

Prompt: “Not on my watch!”

Trope: Runaway Bride.

Pairing: Aro x Reader.

Warnings: blood + mass murder (cause Aro is that kind of crazy and Y/N is too).

A/N: just Aro taking what rightfully belongs to him (you) and killing anyone that gets in his way!

The king was rather accustomed to getting his way.

It was, after all, to be expected. A king’s whims and wishes, no matter ho terrible, are to be fulfilled at the snap of his fingers and hiss of his cold, sweet voice. He had a way about wishing, so often phrasing it as a polite request when it was anything but.

Aro would always have what he wanted, it was an unspoken law.

And what he wanted most of all was you. The king had stumbled upon you in one of his rare ventures away from the castle, wandering through the forest. Autumn had come quickly, bright and burning, and the forest was alive with its flame. Aro took in this moment, savoring the little bit of peace he could call his own...until he heard it.

A heartbeat!

It was so sweet and lovely, the sanguine song tempting Aro away from the path. There, deep into the forest, was a castle. Created of white rocks, it stood out in the burning forest like a beacon, silver and gold flags dancing in the autumn breeze. And there, hidden in the shadow of a mighty oak, was a woman. He knew at once that she was a lady or some kind, dressed too finely to be a mere servant or wanderer. Dressed in a gown of blood red and adorned with garnet and diamonds, she wrapped her black cloak around herself tightly and watched the guards carefully, waiting for an opening.

“In trouble, are we?” Aro suddenly purred.

Her body stiffened at once, heartbeat dancing a little faster as her eyes, so bright and lovely, darted over her shoulder. There he was, the beautiful stranger just a little too close as she turned slowly, Aro surprising her with his quickness.

He could have killed her.

Right then, right there and without remorse, and the story would have ended with a bloodless corpse. He knew how to strike like a viper, so quick that she would not even have a moment to cry out, that pretty little song in her ribs dying away to silence. But rather then harm her, Aro surprised even himself by only leaning closer, taking in her scent. Sweet. Like roses and sugar, she was simply divine! And he was even closer, the woman pressed to the tree as he leaned low.

A gentle touch of her hand told him everything, absolutely everything.

And it was beautiful, Aro falling for her at once. Never in his life had he been so besotted with anyone, every thought and memory pulling him deeper into her. He wanted to know more, to know all of it, to drown himself in the depths of her and never arise.

But there was no time.

She was, he came to know, the princess of this kingdom, her father’s prize. But she was no simpering thing, a touch of wildness in her little soul. So often she snuck away from the castle, slipping past the guards like a shadow to find a bit of trouble. And she’d found more then she could handle now, unable to find a moment to slip back into the castle. At any moment her absence would be discovered and then, oh, then what would become of her!

Aro certainly wasn’t about to allow such a thing to happen.

He liked a bit of trouble as well, happy to help you in your time of need. Rose red eyes glanced back towards the castle, waiting for his chance to strike. And then he had your hand in his, hurrying you along as he pulled you through the shadows. Keen and quick, Aro easily snuck you back inside the castle, slipping into the library with you.

“If anyone asks,” he whispered. “you were simply reading and forgot the time!”

And then he was gone, leaving you to wander if he’d been nothing but a dream...to your delight, the dream returned once more in the dead of night, Aro appearing in the darkness.

He could not quite understand why he had come back, only that he simply had no other choice. You had awakened something within the king and he was more alive then every, every part of his being still burning with the touch of you. So he had come back, slipping into the palace easily one dark and stormy night. Laying awake, you had watched the storm in wonder, seeing monster and phantoms within the thundering clouds and brutal lightning, quick strikes carving into the sky like a knife.

But you sensed something with you…

Something cold and cruel and lovely, creeping through the shadows. Eyes searching the bedroom, you found that there was nothing...and perhaps, a quiet voice considered, it was only your imagination, spurred by the storm. But you felt so certain that something was with you, wrapping the velvet robe over your billowing nightdress before taking up the candelabra. With your quarters in the lonely tower, your father had felt satisfied to afford you some privacy, only posting guards outside the door (the only door, at that) that lead into the tower.

Creeping down the spiral staircase, shadows danced against the stain glass windows as lighting screamed through the night.

Nothing. No one.

That was until you noticed the door to your personal library ever so slightly ajar...when you were certain that you’d closed it. Reaching out with a shaking hand, you pushed the door open slowly, a low creek filling the air. Candle light formed a shield of light around you, breaking through the shadows as you walked forward. Something was with you. You saw it slipping between the shelves, a quiet hissing filling the air. Startled, the candelabra fell to the stone floor with a clattering, flames extinguished into wispy memories of smoke.

It was him...that strange, wonderous creature from before.

You felt him again, his presence creeping close. Cold hands wrapped around you, one around your waist and another around your wrist. Pulled into an embrace, you shivered with anticipation as the man whispered something beneath his breath.

“You came back...” you murmured softly, watching in wonder as a pale hand gently caressed your wrist. “I feared you were only a dream.”

But his lips proved just how real he truly was, cold and sweet all at the same time. The stranger’s name was Aro and you knew right away that he was no knave, his true nature revealing itself through the way he spoke, the way he moved, the gentle touch of his hand. He was a king, it was revealed to you, one unlike any other. Nearly every night he could, Aro would creep into your tower and you would come to learn a little more of him.

He was charming and intelligent.

He was a brutal king.

And he was a beautiful monster, showing you his true form. Aro had stayed with you through the night, waiting until sunlight spilled through the tower to reveal himself as what he true was: a vampire. You were in awe of him, watching your lover shine in the light of the morning sun, as though he were something of the universe itself. He was star-like, powerful and bright and burning, kneeling before as Aro took your hands and raised you to his lips.

“Become mine!” Aro begged. “Be mine for all of eternity, my love, and I will become yours.”

He offered himself to you entirely and you took every piece of you lover, the passion you shared only burning brighter with each passing night.

But your father had other plans for you.

The kingdom he claimed as his own was not mighty as some but it was prosperous, the vaults filled to the brim and the noblemen fat and happy. Many wished to make good with the king and what better treaty then a marriage? And just like that you were engaged to a man you’d never even met, the entire kingdom bustling about for the royal wedding.

“I don’t want this,” you confessed to Aro. “I cannot marry this man!”

“And you won’t,” your lover said sweetly. “I will not allow you to be treated like this, my heart. Play your role and be patient, I will take care of all of it.”

You trusted him completely, Aro leaving you with a kiss before he vanished. For some time, Aro did not return...but you knew that he was there, rumors whispering through the kingdom like serpents in dark waters. Tragedy had befallen House Lyon, strange things happening here and there. Sudden plagues, fire breaking out without any discernible destroying everything it touched, vanishings. The horses fled from the stables as though something terrified them, only one left. A hunting party turned into a search party with no answer, three lords vanishing without a trace.

But the misfortune was not enough to dissuade the prince, arriving to your father’s castle with all of the pompous display one would imagine of him. The sight of your husband to be made your skin crawl with disgust, unable to even look at him for too long as you frantically searched the shadows.

And your father certainly noticed, seeing how distracted you were...and how often you seemed to vanish, the servants claiming to witness a phantom haunting the castle. He was a brutish man, the king, but he was no fool and he knew at once that you’d taken a lover, dragging you off to scold you quietly. No matter how much you denied it, your father knew the truth, furiously interrogating you.

“This is a vile accusation!” you insisted, calm despite your anger. “I am never unguarded and rarely alone, you know this to be true.”

“You lie! To your father, to your king, you look at me and you lie.”

He struck you fiercely, ordering you to the tower and doubling the guards. Blood dripped from your lips as you were hurried away, refusing to cry for him. You would be watched, he declared, like a lamb in the den of lions until your wedding came. That would be in three days, the doors slamming with a mighty blast and the heavy locks falling into place. But mortal means could not keep your love away, Aro appearing in the night once more. Seeing the mark across your face, fury flashed in his blood red eyes, demanding to know who had dared to raise a hand to you.

“My father,” you confessed. “He’s a brute of a man...this is not the first time he has struck me.”

“Then it is the last!” Aro hissed. “I have attempted to be careful with my plotting, kind even...I see now that they are unworthy of any such kindness from me!”

Aro knelt before you, taking your hands in his. Kissing softly, you felt the fear and hurt that had plagued you fade away into bliss, his kiss a cure for all of it. He had a way of doing that, your lover, chasing away sorrow with a touch of his lips or whisper of his voice.

“Say the word and they’re dead,” he whispered. “Blood for blood!”

Had you been kinder, you never would have dreamed of such a thing.

But you were no such thing and neither were they, always treated as a possession instead of a person. You had been your father’s daughter, the kingdom’s princess, and now you ere to be some bastard’s blushing bride and eventual womb. Every slap echoed in your mind, the cruel punishments when you failed to be perfect, your father drunk and screaming at you again and again...and now he would be silenced forever.

Kissing him sweetly, Aro knew your answer at once and smiled into your lips. He watched over you through the night, promising to return in time for the wedding.

You were a beautiful bride.

The gown of white and gold glittered with thousands of diamonds, veil dragging behind you like a river of lace. And you played the part well, blushing sweetly and smiling at all of the right moments, the perfect little bride.

Oh, if only they’d known the truth!

All the lords and ladies watched on as you walked slowly down the aisle, your father keeping you in a vice grip. The priest with his long-winded speech on honor and love, the king’s glare, and the groom’s drunken smile...you only smiled sweetly in return, silently praying for Aro to rescue your from this nightmare. As though he heard your pleas, Aro appeared like a war god, drenched in blood and crazed as he smiled. The wedding guests gasped in horror but it was far too late, his army appearing like monsters in the darkness,

In a brutal flash, the lords and ladies lay dead at your feet, the king and the prince soon following.

Aro took great pleasure in ripping off the hands that had harmed you, a hateful smile on his face as the king collapsed in a bloodied heap. The once glorious gown was stained blood red, the twisted faces of all you’d ever known laying around like a bloodied rose garden...and you did not care at all, happily falling into Aro’s embrace beneath the flowered arches.

History would call it a tragedy.

The royal wedding was destroyed by a brutal fire, killing all inside. Most were accounted for except for the bride, only her blacked and bloodied veil found in the heap of bodies. The kingdom would fall apart for a decade, torn between a brutal war for power, though in time peace would come again. And the terrible wedding would become a tragedy in the history books...and the poor, poor princess would become the most tragic little thing of all. She would remain a thing of legend, Princess Y/N, her ghost said to haunt the castle to this day, still wandering in her wedding gown and searching for her dear groom.

Foolish mortals!

If only they knew the truth of if, the ghostly princess becoming an immortal queen. You would haunt the earth forever and a day, still by the side of your truest lover, your king, your darling Aro!

Even all of these years later, you still loved him madly.

And the king loved you, falling for you a little more every day. Even all of these centuries later, you still had him wrapped around your little fingers, worshiping you and killing for you...and he found that he still did not mind. You were the only creature upon the earth that had any power over him, using your power only for love and blood.

Before I hunt you down

(Grab your chin and kiss your lips)

wrote this based off a prompt I saw for Regulus Black and James Potter. content warning: jealousy/possessive themes, reader is mentioned as having a ‘cunt’, hickeys, overstimulation and the usual smut.

Werewolf bf gets jealous. Yeah.

Pushing you down taking his anger out on you. Claiming you. He thrusts at a brutal pace. Trying to calm down himself. Trying to assure himself that you belong to him. He’s panting, animalistic— letting out a guttural moan. Almost as if he’s choking and can’t breathe. He kisses you like a man starved. He leaves hickeys for everyone to see. He needs to stake a claim and that is exactly what he will do. The wet squelches your cunt is making is like music to his ears. He doesn’t let up until he has you screaming and crying on his cock. That is when he is finally satisfied. Too tired to clean up, you both fall asleep, him cuddling you. The act so innocent it almost makes you forget his previous claiming. Almost.

That person who made him jealous stays away from you.

But Vampire bf?

oh.

he gets possessive.

He stakes a claim in front of the other person. A hand on your waist, a territorial kiss and all that. He makes sure to look at the person while kissing you roughly. And when he has you on the bed, in the privacy of your house, oh, you better hope he is feeling merciful. Because he fucks you in a fast but controlled pace. He doesn’t leave hickeys on many open places, just one or two. He leaves more on your thighs. He knows what he’s doing. He knows you’re his and only his. He just wants to make sure you know who you belong to. He doesn’t let up until you’re shaking from overstimulation. After he is done, he kisses you softly, runs a bath and cleans you up, changes the bedsheets and then cuddles you.

Oh and that person disappears ‘mysteriously’<3

**taps mic** ahem

WAMEN

Vampire Lady Courts You

Pairing: Fem!Vampire x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, flirting, neck kisses, biting kink, dating, blood drinking

A/N: Who wouldn't want a sexy vampire woman to sweep them off their feet and sink her fangs into your neck? I know I do! This is part 2 of my Monster Week!

At first she thinks of you as her pet, a toy for her amusement that also satisfies her cravings

She finds your blood irresistible and sometimes takes a bite on your wrist when she kisses your hand

A very big flirt, whispers in your ear, against your neck, talks about how delicious you are

Has a very high and mighty attitude towards most people and doesn't get why you're smitten with her to the degree that you are, do you like being treated like a plaything?

The more time she spends with you the more she starts to see you for you and wants to know more about you

Doesn't sleep but will happily spent time with you in bed, she's cold but if you don't mind that then neither does she

Every morning she whispers to you until you wake up

Since she can't see herself in the mirror she lets you comb and style her hair every morning, enjoying the intimacy with you

When she starts to develop feelings for you she show you her romantic side

Every time she drinks from you she gives you a gift, in her mind it's a give and take

But you don't want a transactional relationship, you want her to give you gifts because she loves you not because she feels like she needs to compensate for something

Tries to make her bites less painful and more pleasurable for you

She finds it amusing that you like her biting you

It's not only the bites that you like but also seeing them on your neck, wrist and thighs

Honestly she likes them too, it's like you're wearing her mark, you're proudly displaying that you're with her, and it warns other vampires to stay away, she's the only one who can feed on you, she'll treat you right while doing so

Plays piano for you and gets you to dance with her almost every night, she especially loves slow-dancing

Wholesome Vampire Ideas

So, bats are highly social creatures that groom eachother, cuddle together, and even pleasure eachother. Much more cuddly than the movies would have you believe. Vampire bats even share their food with eachother and adopt orphaned bat pups.

Let's apply this to vampires. Just imagine...a vampire lover who holds you close and savors the warmth of your human body, using you as basically a heated blanket while they play with your hair and gently massage your skin.

Sometimes they pull you into their coffin so you can take a nap with them. Also, they love blankets, plushies, and anything soft and fuzzy.

They also make sure that you're never hungry, making dinner for you.

Adopted pets and/or children are also possible in the future, cus your S/O is a big sweetheart and doesn't want anyone to be outcast

recently turned / shy vampire bf drinking from the vein in your neck, trying to control how much he has to take before you pass out, looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time, stopping sucking to ask if you're ok while at the same time struggling with the wicked ideas you make him have.

he feels guilty why is he getting hard?, you smell so good and the sounds you let out when he feeds on you seem like you want him to keep doing it. in search of self-control his hands clutch at your hips, he pulls you to him and is so embarrassed when your thigh bumps against his hard cock.

he stops to look at you. god, he's a mess, you think— pupils dilated and hair slightly sweaty as if he's done the biggest marathon of his life, his chest heaving up and down, a crimson trickle sliding slowly from the corner of his mouth.

you bite your lip looking at his red mouth and he groans as your fingers brush the tent in his jeans— they're so fucking tight, he feels dizzy, with your blood in his throat still warm and your hand pulling his belt out of the way. his big arms trap you against the wall, his long cold fingers ball into fists as he lets out a growl.

"make me cum." he commands, loaded with extreme confidence and a deep voice. your human boyfriend has never spoken to you like this before and the adrenaline and fear flowing through you makes you clench your thighs wishing his icy fingers were splitting your pussy, bumping into the mess he's made of you.

i looeeeveeeee vampires

✩ ────ALL EARS

characters: Alois Leblanc

notes: I made a little post about this the other day and felt like turning it into a little drabble for our bat boi hehe <3

You had been waiting anxiously at the open door of the manor, eyes scanning the lightening sky in worry. He should have been back over two hours ago and now that the sun was threatening to rise, you were prepared to go out and look for Alois yourself.

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An old school Vampire BF who turns into this during an argument because it's illegal to be mean to him when he's like this

A Night for Hunting Poll

I was staring at a pic of Vladcard and then BOOM! Horny! The mind started running with a potential Interlude 3, I'm thinking for Ch.18. If people aren't interested, I'll just keep my fantasy to myself and let it run wild.

Werewolves and vampires court with passion and zealousness once they find their mate, not that you knew what your company really was.

Contrast that with the Darling's sense of stranger danger –everything was moving too fast! Only the second date in, and he was trying to whisk you away...somewhere?! The man said he was bringing you to the countryside to watch the stars like he did in the days of old, to help ease your anxiety. His strange mannerisms didn't help. His words almost sent you into a panic and you thought of asking him to stop the car or jumping out.

The roads were getting darker. All you could think of as you passed empty meadows was how this was the sort of place where young women disappeared.

You told your best friend beforehand you were going on a date. Now that the plan derailed, you were discretely sending live feed of your location. If you weren't going to make it through the night, you hoped they'd at least find your body...

Now I know we all love it when the boys (and girls and everything in between and beyond) go absolutely feral for us, it's amazing, top quality, never fails to make me weak

But I would like to propose a concept: how would your ocs react to reader going feral for them? Like "I just wanna talk to them *loads shotgun*" levels of feral

I just feel like we all would be very willing to throw hands for our babies just as much as they would be willing to do the same for us (I know I am very willing to do that)

characters: Alois Leblanc, Nasana, Takeshi, Desdemona Nausikáa, Aphaeleon, Va'ariniel, Taruqu'inel

notes: omg I absolutely love writing badass/feral y/ns! I hit a bit of a writer's block with this one tho so I stuck to the original trio

. * ⋆ . · 　. ALOIS LEBLANC

✭ Alois had had to take you to a soirée/ meeting of sorts within the night court as circumstances made him unable to leave you in the care of the estate's servants. He's not stupid though and is fully aware of the danger of bringing you, a human, to a manor full of vampires and so you were covered in some silver jewellery that he had ordered to be delivered. Yes, he was very upset that this also meant constant distance between you and him but it was a safety precaution.

✭ You were quick to see just how brutal politics could be in the night court and could certainly feel all the hostile and jealous glares shot your way. Who were you? a mortal to court the last heir of the powerful Leblanc family? You were very thankful for the protective blanket that your jewellery served as. One vampiress in particular didn't wish to spare you a second glance, deeming you unworthy of her attention as she continually flirted with Alois and pressed him for a marriage alliance between his house and her own.

✭ Obviously, he turned down each of her advances and she seemed to grow desperate as her flirting turned to threats - how those of her house were many and Alois was one. You refused to continue standing by and both vampires soon found out about what had been weighing in your pocket: a large pair of silver scissors in a sheath, styled after a medieval dagger. One of the maids on the Leblanc estate had very carefully given it to you as she warned you what the nobles of the night court could be like. Alois didn't think he could possibly love you more as you, his mortal, his sunlight, stood protectively between him and this vampiress, armoured in silver like some dainty knight and poising silver blades against she who had just been threatening him.

. * ⋆ . · 　. NASANA

✭ Nasana was being challenged by another male naga in the area and he had told you to flee to the nearby river for safety where he said he would collect you once all was done. However, while this wasn't the first time that Nasana had been challenged for his territory, it was the first time he had ordered you to flee instead of stay in his home. It was enough to tell you that this particular naga was a genuine match for Nasana.

✭ So, instead of fleeing to the river, you had collected your bow, filled your quiver and taken to the treetops where you would be far and sheltered enough. You watched from above as the Naga - an eastern corn snake naga judging by his markings - challeneged Nasana, your dark lover standing tall and yet you knew him well enough to see that he lacked the usual prideful confidence that he often possessed in these challenges. You watched as the opposing Naga's tail coiled, likely preparing to shoot forward and that's when you made your move.

✭ "I have an arrow aimed at your head, don't you dare move! This is my act of mercy as I am the naga's mate in this territory and therefore this challenge is as much mine as it is his. I have the choice to kill you where you stand and yet I am commanding you to leave and never return. Make your choice: disobey me and it will be your end." Nasana's slitted eyes widened as they blindly searched the green blur of the treetops. Clever little mate, you were using the naga's short-sightedness against him so that he would not be able to determine where you were. Nasana turned to face his challenger with a grin that was as smug as it was enamoured.

"You heard my mate: leave."

. * ⋆ . · 　. TAKESHI

✭ Takeshi couldn't typically stand zenkos on the best of days but he had needed to travel to a nearby active shrine after being accused of causing trouble in the area. He was beyond angry and insulted, fully aware that these investigating zenkos were suspecting him based only on a centuries-outdated reputation and his nature as a nogitsune.

✭ You had insisted on going along with him for support, not wanting him to go alone to a place where, not only was he being accused of something he was not guilty of, he was being accused by people who felt a sense of superiority over him. Takeshi was not the sort to openly show his emotions but you knew well that he suffers from how people see - and consequently treat - him as a nogitsune.

✭ You sat through the trial of sorts that Takeshi was made to sit through by these zenkos and you had to bite your tongue to hold back your anger. Everything they did, down to the very language they used, was done as a means to belittle your lover and once they started bringing up his past, you couldn't take it anymore and insisted on providing his alibi as you had been with him the whole time. Takeshi is rarely at a loss for words but he was stunned to see you take a stand against these divine beings, truly giving them a sophisticated tongue-lashing and partaking in the dangerous dance that was this trial. He truly couldn't stop looking at you with utterly love-struck eyes as the two of you left, his name cleared of suspicion.

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Fate brough us together again Chap 1

It was an ordinary dark night in a forest area of London. The moon is painted in red, brightly lighting the dark night sky. It wasn't a good time for the world, especially for the people of London, to move safely since the ghouls and vampires were circulating out, hungry for human flesh and blood. Deep inside the forest, you were running as fast as you could, being chased by the hungry ghouls who had now surrounded you, smelling the fresh blood that has leaked from the wound you had acquired on the right side of your waist before you managed to escape and run away from your cruel and distrustful father.

 Your eyes widened, 'This is it, is this my end?' You thought as you saw the monsters encircling you, sprawled by their hungry stomachs. Poor girl, you closed your eyes tightly in fear as one of the ghouls opened its mouth wide and was ready to take a bite out of you...Till a gunshot rang in the night sky, hitting the ghoul between his cold lifeless eyes and killing him instantly by turning him to dust. As all the bodies of the other ghouls fall down to the ground, you could hear a sadistic laugh coming from the shadows.

You used your last strength to stand up due to the pain you were feeling from your wound. "Who's there? Show yourself!" You demanded firmly, looking right into the red eyes that were staring at your own. You could swear that the figure's sinister eyes winded for a short moment before they softened, looking at you in a familiar loving manner. As if someone used to look at you like that a long long time ago.

"Beautiful night, don't you think?" A deep soft male voice echoed in your head as the figure finally reveald itself and came from its hiding spot and stood some meters afar right before you. Silently you looked at him in shock and a bit wary. It was a tall, long-limbed, broad-shouldered adult man of indeterminate but reasonably young age, 

The man has short jet black hair and his bangs fall slightly in his red glowing eyes, with strands on the sides of his bangs framing his face. He was dressed in a charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and an intricately knotted red cravat, covered by a full-length, red frock overcoat with a short cape surrounding a bit his broad shoulders. He also wears a red fedora with a wide, floppy brim and a pair of circular, heavily tinted, wire-framed orange sunglasses with goggle sidings. His gloves, which are engraved with a seal are also thought to be part of this mechanism. 

"Never seen a vampire before?" He placed his gun in his coat and slowly walked closer. "Don't be frightened, I am not hungry for innocent people's blood...not for tonight at least" His grin was wide, revealing his pure white teeth along with his fangs.

"You're...the one people call Alucard, aren't you?" You pointed out as you watched the vampire taking down to his one knee to reach your height level as if he was a knight bowing to his beloved princess. Little did you know this was actually the case. That the vampire king has finally found the very dearest person to him his enemies had killed back in his human years.

His head rise up slowly to look at you as your heads were facing each other, well compare to the much taller form he was forced to lower his head a bit in order to have a better look at you. "So you have heard of me I see. Well, would you like to tell me what your name is then?"

"My name Y\N L\N. A lot of people have spoken of you and that you work in an organization that kills vampire and supernatural creatures"

"Huh, and you find it disgusting that I kill my own kind I assume" His eyes glowing no more however his sunglasses were preventing you from being able to see the way he was looking at you right now.

"I have no option about this matter as long as it has nothing to do with me be certain about that. But thanks to you and your partners' help London is not completely lost. I might even admire such a job"

He hummed in response a bit surprised by your answer. Then a girn appeared across his face once again, but this time was a happy one like a child had the most brilliant idea that had ever crossed its mind. "Do you wish to become my partner then?"

"What?" You stared up at him a shock. "No I don't wish to become a vampire like you, two things I will never abandon as long as I am alive are my humanity and the persons I care about. I see you can sense I am injured but also I have to inform you that am not a virgin so even if you would force yourself on me I would only turn into a ghoul....you are not the one to want such useless minions. Am I right?"

His long arm reached out to cup gently your left cheek to his large palm, making you blush lightly to his touch as a result. "I would never do this to you" His voice sounded so ever soft and honest. You could see it hid so much emotion behind his words that even you weren't able to describe it completely. With his free hand he took off his sunglasses and you were finally able to see his eyes clearly for the first time.

"I know you...but how and from where?" You questioned mostly yourself as you were thinking out loud. His touch itself made you feel pure bliss and that nothing could ever harm you. His eyes...such a beautiful ocean of sunset.

"You're hurt, let me help you" Alucard tried to bring you closer to him in an attempt to lift you off the ground but stopped once his ears perked the sound of your groans of pain. "I know you may suffer right now but you must remain strong and come with me otherwise you're going to bleed to death. you don't wish to die tonight, do you?" He sounded very serious but also the tone of his voice hid real concern too. Alucard stood up straight with you in his arms in bridal style. "And the night has just begun, my princess"

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summary: you beg Edward to let you ride him, but obviously he denies it. But you convinced him of another method of riding

Content tags: 18+ ,!smut, thigh riding, dry humping! i think, fingering!, squirting! (this was collecting dust in the drafts for like ever)

short and ass (my bad)

e. cullen x reader

it was a chilly afternoon, the wind blowing, creating small tornados of dried up leaves, scratching the pavement. You and Edward are inside, his small cottage he had in the woods of Forks, Washington.

All afternoon you’ve been cuddled up against your cold skinned boyfriend. But you always feel warm around him.

while cuddling, you accidentally nudged him causing him to groan. to him it hurt but for you, you wanted to hear more.

This caused you to get hot. You started to kiss his cheek, then his jawline, then his neck. He enjoyed it too.

you got on top of him, kissing him, straddling him. He knew what you were doing.

“Y/n stop” he said

“oh cmon Edward, please” you continue kissing him, you now start to grind a bit against him.

“No y/n, you know we can’t, I’d love to but I can’t” he says shamefully while pushing you off of him.

You stop, and look at him in defeat. You’ve always tried to get him to continue but his morals just won’t let him.

Until an idea pops up in you mind.

“Edward” “yeah”

“what if- now hear me out, what if you let me ride you”

his palely skin turns a bit pink

“w-what? That still can’t-“

“no no but not with your dick…. With… your thigh”

he looks at you confused but somewhat interested

“yeah you let me .. ride you but on your thigh. It’s very simple, you let me do all the work and you don’t have to do anything”

You started to straddle him again, caressing his clothed chest.

“You just relax, i promise to make you feel good”

Edward was so mesmerized, he didn’t say anything . He let you take advantage of him. he laid his hands on the side of the couch, letting you do your thing

you got onto his cold and rough thigh. You were still clothed from the bottom.

You looked at him with lustful eyes and slowly grinding on his thigh, he knew this was wrong but he just couldn’t bother stopping you from fucking yourself into him. You just looked so good, eyes partially closed slowly grinding and running your hands up to your tits, and giving them a light squeeze.

you know he was watching your every move, so you grabbed his hands and replaced your hands from the previous position

“cmon baby, don’t be scared” you said slightly out of breath

he was scared but he trusted you and what were you doing. you saw the huge erection growing in his tight pants, you slowly crept your hands to the area that needed the most attention.

“no.. don’t touch” Edward huffed out

“please let.. me”

he held you, closing his eyes, feeling you slowly rubbing yourself on him. You were getting so needy, holding on to his broad shoulders, digging your nails into them.

"mmh.. like that.." you said while tiliting your head back, your eyes closing shut, eyebrows scrunting up in pleasure.

Edward holding you so tight, keeping you in place on his dick, wanting more friction.

you got up, and edward looked at you confused and frustrated, but you pulled down your leggings as well as your panties, quickly trying to shimmy your way out of them

"you keep your pants on" you huffed

your wet slick being absorbed by his jeans, seeing the patch of wetness on his dick print

you began to rub yourself on him, moaning loudly. Edward imagining it was his dick that was pumping into you.

you started to aggressively move your hips trying to get to your high

"fuck Edward.." you moaned. Edward needed to see more of you

he dared and inserted two fingers into you, this caught you by surprise, feeling his icy cold fingers pump you so good. your wetness lubing his fingers perfectly, to easily get in there deeper.

"yeah.. yes.. please edward" tears started to well up, "yeah? you like that? cmon.. look at me"

you tried to open your eyes,

finally looking at how beautiful he was. "atta girl, thats it.. how bad you want it?"

"yes! bad.. p-please. please.."

you stopped rubbing trying to let him continue with his fingers, but he stopped as well. "uh uh, cmon pretty, keeping moving"

frustrated, you kept rubbing on him. his fingers now going faster, placing his thumb on your clit, creating circular motions

"f-fuck ed- im com-"

edward was panting.. on his other hand, holding you tight

"m-me too"

sweat beads starting to fall down your forehead, you leaned forward placing your hot, sweating head on his. feeling the coldness of his skin.

feeling your stomach getting tight, holding onto his head, cry-moaning as you felt yourself release.

"come for me"

your head went back as you squirted and making a big mess on edward's jeans. besides the heatness of your cheeks from the sex, they got hotter of embarrassment of edward seeing you like that.

"o-oh my g-god" you panted out

Edward was shocked, and so incredibly turned on that you can do that.

"im.. im so sorry, this is so embarrassing.." "no no that was so hot" he looked at you with lovely eyes

he kissed you and wiped the sweat under your eyes, "you are so incredibly beautiful"

you smiled at him and fell over on the couch, still bare from the bottom.

"fuck edward..." you said in bliss, smiling to yourself

"well now i have to go change my pants.." he said as he got up

"sorry.."

Yandere Vampire X Vampire Hunter Reader

Requests are open!

• In the supernatural world where vampire rules. The king vampire has given specific regions to his close vampires to rule and maintain for him. Yan Vampire is the ruler of your region. But for some time he has been getting a lot anonymous threats to kill him and some accidents has happened too. But him being stubborn avoids taking precautions and says "I can handle this."

• His sister is worried for his safety as next week is the global meeting where every regional chief is present with their people and reporting updates about their region to other chiefs and the king.

• His sister is worried that the anonymous threat would take opportunity of the crowd and do some harm to yan so she comes with a plan to you a Vampire hunter without her brother's knowledge.

• She tells you her plan which is you a FUCKING VAMPIRE HUNTER to protect him. A VAMPIRE HUNTER WHO KILLS VAMPIRE AS THEIR PROFESSION IS ASKED TO PROTECT ONE???!!!

• "Are you insane?" You asked in disbelief after hearing her plan. "You know the meaning of vampire hunter, right?" You asked thinking she might be misunderstanding the term.

"I know what a vampire hunter is and what they do. Someone is trying to kill my brother and by the clues we are sure that it is a vampire who is trying to kill him." She says with a calm tone her blood red eyes looking at you. Her vampiric beauty glowing.

"You want me your brother who is also a vampire to protect him from some other Vampire at that global meeting sort thing of you vampires?" You said trying to make sense of everything.

"Yes. I will give you any amount you want. And protecting the regional chief of the region you live will give you many advantages till you die". The female Vampire said giving you a tempting offer which you can't refuse.

"But there is one problem. I have a solution for it too. But I am afraid you won't like the solution I came up with." She said with a slight disappointment over her face.

"What is it?"

"Well in the meeting only the regional chiefs and their family are allowed to attend. We have to make you pretend as the family member to attend with us. If they found out you are a Vampire hunter even I and my brother won't be able to protect you from the king."

You a single vampire hunter present in a room with thousands of vampire and a single mistake you would be dead in less than a millisecond just thinking about this caused you goosebumps. But it was now or never. You wanted that money.

"Okay. What family member do I have to pretend to be?"

"Well.... His human fiancee." The vampire said with hesitation.

"WHAT?!!"

"Well you are a human and we are vampires no way we can be family biologically so it only leaves to one option his fiancee just a fake one. After the work is done you are free to do whatever you want. And by being his fiancee you can be near him all the time protecting without any suspicious of others." The Vampire tried to explain.

"Okay. But I will take more money to pretend to be that old as fossils vampire's fiancee" You said with a deep frown.

"Just say the amount and it's your." The Vampire female and you shaked hands closing the deal. While Yan Vampire doesn't have a single idea what type of chaos his sister is going to bring in his life through you.

Get ready for being stuck with the grumpy Vampire protecting him from others while pretending to be his fake human fiancee. I hope I myself don't kill him in hatred. Wish me luck! You thought to yourself.

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𝑨/𝑵: 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕. 𝑨𝒍𝒔𝒐, 𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒖𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒔 (𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒖𝒔, 𝒔𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒆).

𝑳𝒐𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 - 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒔: Smut, non-descript reader, biting, hints of blood, really bad dirty talk, calling reader a "Blood Bag" because I said so,

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 468 exact

𝑨/𝑵: Just a small little blurb I felt would suit him quite well as I finish fleshing out his character. Don't worry - he'll have a fully fleshed-out story published in the next few weeks!

Your boyfriend Louis was a bizarre character. Not because he was a vampire, oh no, those were fairly common in Harthsway Hollow. And certainly not because of how he dressed. Victorian and Gothic styles were common amongst those his age. It was for how little he talked. It's a wonder you two hit it off quite well.

See, he was very vocal during those intimate moments you two shared, those long nights of feverish kisses and bites you shared.

Like tonight, your sticky, heated flesh melding into one, not fully being able to tell where you started and he ended, your breathless pants echoing in your boyfriend's severely pierced ears.

"That's it," He groaned breathlessly into your neck, nibbling gently on one of the many bites he's given you tonight. "I know you're close already. So why don't you be a good little blood bag and come for me."

You whimpered as you grasped onto the arm closest arm to you, his chest pressing you further into the satin sheets beneath you as he growled above you, licking up the little remaining trickles of blood that escaped his hunger. Your hips rutting thoughtlessly as your nails left marks as they dragged against his forearm.

The many rings on his left hand snuck past your chest, grazing your erect nipples in his wake as he moved to hold your throat tighter up to his hungry mouth. His appetite peaking once more as he moves to graze his fangs against your neck once more, his lips gently pecking the marks he's left as he slows down his pace once more. His thrusts teasing, his hips gently rolling against yours as he bites down - the euphoric bliss you felt as he fed from you again for the umpteenth time that night, causing you to find your climax once more as your hole spasmed against his length.

His deep chuckle echoed in your ears, your head lolling to the side as you rode out your climax.

Louis smiled to himself within your peripheral as he slowly moved off you gently, being careful not to pull out too quickly for your liking. "Did so good for me, lovie." One of his hands gently rubbing your sore hips as he stared down at you. His pitch-black scleras and bright golden eyes take in your limp form.

He knew you'd take quite a bit to respond, your throat, no doubt will be soar over the next few days. He'll have to make sure you drink lots of tea and pack a few throat lozenges into your work bag on Monday before you leave.

You smiled gently, humming softly as you gazed up past your shoulder meeting his graze briefly as he chuckled at your blissful self.

"That's it, lovie. Take your time coming back to me."

Your Vampire Boyfriend who loves covering you in his bite marks, his snaggle tooth of a canine making his marks unique

Your Vampire Boyfriend who loves watching as you make him some tea, his long sleeves, ruffled shirt barely hanging onto your shoulders as the moonlight bounced off your figure as he leans against the kitchen doorway

Your Vampire Boyfriend who covers himself in silver, most are heirlooms of passed family members and friends he's outlived

Your Vampire Boyfriend who despite being a few hundreds of years old, still acts like a prepubescent teenager after every kiss you give him

Your Vampire Boyfriend who loves spoiling you with expensive jewelry

Your Vampire Boyfriend is a massive bookworm, who has several ancient first-edition books in his personal library

Your Vampire Boyfriend who loves to dress you in his clothes, having you put on little fashion shows for him as his tall figure smiles happily as you do a little spin for him

I’m obsessed with Levi, absolutely smitten. Thank you for sharing him with us.

If you feel up to it could we get a snippet of someone maybe a rival vampire trying to plant doubts in Levi about the reader. Maybe accusing them of cheating on him and using him, only for Levi to laugh in their face because he knows how devoted and loyal they are to each other.

Just like the opposite of the miscommunication trope. Please and thank you🥺👉👈

I'm so happy you like Levi ^_^ This is just a little thing, but I thought it turned out cute and it's nice to do something lighter after the last one omg :D

Vampire (Levi) x female mom reader

Word Count: 1k

W: sfw vampire fluff

“Ugh,” Levi’s cousin Ivan and leader of his clan in Russia grimaced looking down at Meryl over his glass of blood, “don’t you have a nanny?” 

Levi nudged him away from the baby sleeping peacefully in the crib he’d put in his office so she could be nearby. He’d wanted to give you a spa day and he knew you weren’t yet comfortable with the nanny, so he happily offered to keep his favorite cinnamon roll with him.

He also wanted you out of the house when his cousin arrived. He didn’t like males seeing you and he knew how frivolous vampire’s could be. Their lives were long and got boring, rare jewels intrigued them, if only for a time. He’d sent you surrounded by a handful of Amazonian vampire bodyguards, so he felt confident no one would bother you. 

“(Y/N) and I have decided to keep her caretakers to a minimum,” he said, “she’s already been exposed to so many different germs and people, there’s no reason to add anymore.” 

Ivan snorted. 

“So she’s got you babysitting her brat?! Cousin, are you a fool?” 

Of course in his time, the idea of a vampire Clan lord carrying around an infant was preposterous, let alone one that was not his son, specifically. Many vampire mothers immediately gave their children to wet nurses so they wouldn’t look weak carrying a drooling baby around. 

Levi growled at his cousin, prompting him to lower his voice so as not to wake the baby. 

Ivan hissed lightly back, his eyes flashing. Vampire lords didn’t like being told what to do. 

“Who is this trollop anyway?” he snapped, though a bit quieter, “I’ve never seen you so wrapped around anyone’s finger.” 

Levi looked a little wistful. 

“Just an angel I came across in a fish store,” he murmured, his eyes resting fondly on Meryl. 

Ivan raised an eyebrow. 

“Fish…store…? And you’ve taken in her bastard? You’re babysitting it? Levi, I know losing Karen must have been hard but-”

Levi’s face hardened and his voice boomed. 

“Don’t say her name in my presence!” he snarled. 

Meryl cooed that she was waking up and started to whimper realizing she was alone. Levi looked distraught and hurried over to her, picking her up and bouncing her in his arm. 

“I’m sorry baby bat, did I wake you?” he cooed, and she gave him a gummy smile, doing her “daddy is picking me up” dance in his hand. 

Something about the happiness on Levi’s face when he looked at Meryl and how innocently she completely trusted him incensed Ivan. 

“This is absurd Levi. No one can be this happy! How do you know she doesn’t have some lover on the side and she’s just using you? Tugging a vampire lord on a leash?! She’s probably making another one of those things right now! Aren’t you concerned with how this makes the family look?!” 

Levi tipped Meryl’s head to his chest so she couldn’t see before he bared his fangs, transforming his face into a more animal version of itself as a warning. 

“Now you sound absurd, cousin,” he ground out, more offended that he’d say such a thing in front of his darling baby than taking it seriously, “(Y/N) is a devoted mother and wife. I won't listen to you slandering her in front of our child.”

Ivan snorted and crossed his leg with annoyance, spinning his blood around. 

“Goddess, modern romance is so disgusting,” he retorted, turning his face away from the tooth achingly sweet sight of Levi tossing Meryl in the air to make her giggle, “If it were me, I’d never see the thing.” 

“That’s why you’re a cold, lonely bastard,” Levi chuckled, “and I have a warm, beautiful family.” 

Ivan rolled his eyes. 

“Until she backstabs you like your mother,” he snapped. 

Levi growled more loudly. 

“I told you not to mention her,” he snapped, flipping Meryl over his shoulder by one foot so she wouldn’t see his anger and making her laugh out loud. 

“Ugggggh,” Ivan let out the longest groan ever at her pure joy as Levi pulled her back to his chest and found her one of the toys strewn on his desk to play with. 

“I’m back my loves!” you sighed as you walked into Levi’s office and breezed past the vampire sitting in one of Levi’s overstuffed chairs. You tossed your purse lazily on his desk, then tipped up on your toes and gave Levi a kiss, then smooched Meryl. 

“Feel my face,” you beamed, taking his hand and putting it on your freshly worked over skin, “they did some kind of laser thing to it! It’s super soft!” 

He grinned down at you, taking the opportunity to circle your cheek with his fingers. Maybe it was softer than normal, it always felt soft to him, but he was happy you wanted him to touch you. You'd been seeking out his touch more and more, each time delighting him more than the last.

A bit of a tug in the back of your mind reminded you the other vampire was still there and you glanced over your shoulder at him. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?” you asked, looking him over. He looked a bit like Levi, as well, but with wheat blonde hair cropped short and bright blue eyes. 

“Uh…this is my cousin, Ivan,” Levi said with as little enthusiasm as possible, “he’s in town for the wedding.”

He was eager to see you since you’d been gone all morning, but he still didn’t like males looking at you, disappointed your spa treatment ended early. For Ivan’s part his mouth dropped and his eyes grew big. He hopped up from the chair and crossed the room, looming over you. 

He took your hand and gave it a kiss, smiling down at you with the eyes of a predator behind baby blue irises almost flashing green with envy. 

“Levi told me many things about you and I thought he was exaggerating, but he wasn’t lying when he said you are truly lovely. Now I think I understand his fascination. I look forward to seeing more of you, my dear,” Ivan purred, “Levi loves to throw parties so I’m sure there will be plenty of occasions for us to get more acquainted.”

You blinked up at him and extracted your hand from his. 

“Er...good to meet you,” you said, wondering if it was a generational gap thing that made him sound so weird to you. Many of Levi's vampires had odd dialects hinting to their time of origin.

Levi bared his teeth and handed Meryl to you, practically shoving his cousin from the room. 

“I’ll see you later, cousin!” he growled, slamming the door behind him.