Vlad X Poc Reader - Tumblr Posts
Baaaabe. More Human Vlad x Black Reader hc's? ๐ฉ๐ณI saw all your African ones and the interaction is so damn addictive omg
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"remove your clothing. i want to see you," is what he says as soon as he returns home from his brutal journey. your dark nipples, your dark stretch marks, your dark eyes, your dark hair, your dark skin, you. it all calms him down, and he wants to appreciate every inch. this man goes through the hell of war almost everyday he is alive. you are the only presence within his life that dug him a discoverable light at the end of a tunnel to which he deemed would have no ends. simply viewing you has always gifted him some type of faith, and he'll make sure to cling to it. he cannot lose someone so dear to him. not again. not ever.
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from the fact that romania is quite homogeneous, he always emphasized on the beauty and exclusivity of your skin's color; that rich, chocolate brown that was able to send such a powerful prince like himself to his knees and press his lips all over you. you could call it an obsession.
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you understood that vlad could not always be around due to his significant duties as voivode of wallachia, but sometimes you also could not help but stroll inside of his room, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind and gently nibbling his ear. he did not look up from the tons of paperwork he had to complete as he already knew it was you. he chuckled, "i assume boredom has reclaimed you, my love?"
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he loves comparing black women to that of a lioness due to their courage and boldness, one of the reasons he fell in love with you. you loved to tease and call him one as well for how his "mane" would appear so messy every morning as he'd wake up beside you. he quite enjoyed you being the one to detangle, wash and brush it out.
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a throne of your own had been sculpted for you ever since marriage. it resides next to his within the throne room, but often, you don't use it. he loves to sit you atop his lap instead in order to present strongly to guests who you belong to when meetings take place. he is also shameless to showing affection towards you in front of them, leaving kisses down your neck or along the backside of your shoulder, groping your breast, or catching your ear between his teeth. perhaps he purposefully does so when one of them decides to take their turn to speak, not fully paying attention. no one dared to tell him anything in fear of becoming a human kebab.
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