I just want some omegaverse or some vampire shit
AND THE WINNER OF TONIGHT’S PROMPT IS….how about vampire is that cool?
It had been nearly a whole year since Dan had declared Phil his boyfriend, and though he didn’t think sex was a huge part of a relationship, he wouldn’t mind having it sometimes. It wasn’t him that was never up for it, not really. It was always Phil.
Phil, who has been dead for at least a hundred years now (Dan could never be sure, Phil always made it a point to skip around the question), was too scared. He had had sex plenty of times before he had died, sure, but he had never actually tried it after he was turned. He wasn’t intimate enough with anyone to have sex anyway, and now that he did, he was too afraid of hurting Dan.
He wouldn’t do it on purpose. He never would. It was just that he was so strong and fast, he wasn’t sure if Dan’s fragile human body could handle it.
“Phil, honestly, if I didn’t know the risks, I wouldn’t be willing to try,” Dan said, laying on the bed with his feet hanging off the side. “I just want to try it once. That’s all. It gets a little tiresome and lonely having to wank in the shower.”
“Dan …” Phil trailed off with a sigh.
Dan sat up swiftly. “Come on, Phil, please? We can have a safeword if it gets too much, or even if it does get to be too much, we never have to try it again, alright? I’ll go back to silently wanking in the shower and we can forget all about it.”
Phil bit his lower lip. “I don’t know … aren’t you worried I’ll bruise you up? Possibly kill you?”
“It wouldn’t be on purpose.”
“Dan!” Phil scolded, slapping him lightly. He always made sure to gently tap him then, too, just in case. “Stop that.”
Dan laughed, despite himself. “I’m going to keep whining until you give in. I’m not asking you to smother me with your thick ass or anything. Though I wouldn’t be opposed to-”
“Alright, alright!” Phil declared, cutting him off. “I’m not sitting on your face. If we are going to do this, then we are going to be as vanilla as we can get.”
Vanilla. Dan could deal with that. Sex was sex after all. Though he didn’t voice his concerns to Phil, he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep it all vanilla. Dan knew Phil, and Dan knew he was bound to get carried away, which was more than fine. He wouldn’t mind being marked up by Phil, seeing his fingerprints bruised into his skin for a few days. “That works.”
Phil blew out a small breath he didn’t need. “Good. But please, Dan, if it gets too much, promise me you will-”
“I will,” Dan interrupted, grabbing Phil’s wrists and pulling him onto the bed. “If it gets too much, the safeword is deadly, alright?”
Phil grinned. “Are you trying to make a joke here, Daniel?”
“Me? Using puns only I will find funny? Never.”
Rolling his eyes, Phil leaned in and pecked Dan on the lips. “Mmmhmm,” he hummed.
Dan chuckled beneath him, falling back so Phil was towered over him. He hated to admit it, but he could already feel his cock stirring just from thinking about having sex with Phil. He had wanted this for so long, and he had finally gotten Phil to agree and at least try it.
Phil’s eyes slowly trailed over Dan’s body, stopping when he saw the small bulge in his jeans. “Maybe I could get you off just by looking at you,” he said lowly, eyes glowing red. At one point, that used to concern Dan, but now he realized they only did that when he was hungry. Or lustful.
“I rather not cum just from that,” Dan told him. “I want you to touch me. Mark me.” He pulled Phil on top of him, kissing him slowly and moving Phil’s hands to his hips, urging him to do something. “We can take it slow, but preferably keep it in this century,” he mumbled against Phil’s lips.
Phil smiled, pulling away slowly to look at Dan’s face. “One of these days, I’m going to punish you for calling me old.”
“Oh, no! Please don’t punish me!” Dan exasperated, winking.
Phil used that as his sign to hook his fingers beneath the waistband of Dan’s jeans, and pulled them down swiftly, causing Dan to raise a brow. “What?” Phil asked.
“Nothing. Just wish I could undress myself that quickly,” he joked.
“I’m sorry, Dan. I didn’t mean to-”
“Relax,” Dan chuckled. “I’m only joking. This just means we get to the good stuff quicker, right?”
Phil shot him a look, making sure to pull down Dan’s boxers as slowly as possible, wanting to be careful, but noting that it only seemed to make Dan grow impatient. He also noticed how much his cock twitched from being teased, and locked that information away for later use. He tossed his boxers aside, admiring Dan’s bare lower half. His cock was still growing, stopping when it reached halfway to his bellybutton and curving to the left. He had see Dan naked before, but there was something more enticing about this time.
“Please,” Dan whimpered. “Touch me.” He slowly took off his own shirt, throwing it across the bed so he was now completely naked and on display.
For some reason, Phil’s nerves had dissipated, and he reached out slowly, grabbing Dan’s cock in his hand, giving it long, firm strokes.
“Thought you might be quicker,” Dan choked out, eyes closing as he bucked his hips with every upward stroke. “After all, you always brag about how fast you are.”
“Trust me, I could make you cum in three seconds,” Phil warned, quickening his strokes.
“I rather not though, thanks.” He let out small moans when Phil’s fingers swiped across his slit, running right through the precum that bubbled from his tip. “Phil, as good as this feels, I do this in the shower. Please do something else.”
Phil swallowed the lump in his throat. “You want me … You want me to fuck you?”
Dan whined at that. “Please. Make me yours.”
“You already are mine,” Phil told him, giving Dan’s cock one last stroke before he stood up, digging around the bedside drawer for the lube Dan kept on hand, because you never know when you might need it, he would say. He popped the cap and squeezed some onto his fingers, rubbing them together. “I’ll try to be gentle.”
“I don’t care, Phil! Please just do something.”
Phil briefly wondered how Dan could be lost in the pleasure already, but didn’t question it further as he pressed one finger to Dan’s hole, rubbing around the rim before pressing one digit inside, slowly pumping it in and out.
“Ah, yes, just like that,” Dan whimpered, lightly moving back onto Phil’s finger. “You can add another.”
Phil wasn’t sure, but he trusted Dan, so he inserted another, beginning to scissor him open, pumping and curling his fingers, trying to find his prostate. It was clear when he found it, because Dan let out a loud moan, thighs shaking. “Mmm, found it, did I?”
“Mmmhmm,” Dan replied, fucking himself on Phil’s fingers. “Please get inside me. Please, Phil. It’s all I want.”
Phil was unaware of how brightly his eyes were glowing as he removed his fingers and slid down his pants, using the remaining lube to coat his rock hard cock. He hadn’t even realized how hard he was until now. He had been so focused on Dan’s pleasure, he hadn’t noticed.
He lined himself up with Dan’s clenching hole, and pressed the tip to it, listening to the small whimper that Dan let out.
“If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to ram it in me myself and fuck down on it. Hard.”
Phil smiled wickedly. “Sounds hot, baby. Maybe you should give me a sample of that.”
Dan growled, Sitting up and gripping Phil’s shoulders, pulling him forward so his cock began to enter him, filling him up. Dan moaned loudly into Phil’s ear, uncaring if it agitated his enhanced hearing. “Please, please, please,” he chanted, moving his hips so he could feel more of Phil. “Fuck me.”
Phil thrusted once, then twice, loving the way Dan sounded in his hears, picking up the pace to see what other sounds he was capable of making. His fingers gripped Dan’s biceps tightly, and he pounded into Dan with a force he was unaware of. They were both so lost in the pleasure, neither of them felt the pain.
“Yes! Keep going!” Dan shouted, loving how Phil’s thick cockhead rammed directly into his prostate.
Phil’s lips attached to Dan’s neck, and he sucked a deep, dark purple hickey into it, moaning when he felt Dan come undone beneath him. He reached down and jerked Dan’s cock as he came all over their stomachs, pumping so quickly, he began to overstimulate Dan. His fangs poked out some, piercing Dan’s skin, allowing him to taste him in ways no one else could.
“Oh God!” Dan cried, jaw hanging down as he felt Phil fill him up. When Phil retracted, cum spilled from Dan’s hole and down his thighs, though that’s not what he was focused on. He was focused on the bruises that coated his upper arms, and could practically feel the hickey on his neck, throbbing.
Phil looked over Dan, horror in his eyes. “Dan, I am so, so sorry. This is why-”
“Phil,” Dan cut him off, smiling at him. “That was fantastic. You didn’t hurt me. I didn’t even feel this. Besides, I love them. You made them. Marked me up. I’m yours.”
Still, Phil wasn’t convinced. The bruises looked painful. He said nothing more as he fetched a wet rag to clean Dan up. Once he was clean, he looked at Dan’s neck again. “I bit you.”
“Did you?” Dan asked, feeling the area around his neck. “I didn’t feel it.”
“Probably because I didn’t release any venom. In fact, it probably made your orgasm better than it would have been previously,” he admitted.
“Well, it felt great,” Dan promised, pulling Phil down to lay beside him. “I love you, Phil. You don’t have to be so delicate around me. I love a little pain.”
“Ah, so the truth comes out,” Phil laughed.
“Shut up. I’m tired now.”
Phil rolled his eyes, brushing strands of hair away from Dan’s face. “Go to sleep. I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed Dan on the forehead, watching him as his eyes fluttered and his breaths evened out. And yeah, he most definitely loved Dan, too.
Sorry if I somehow lost the fact that he was a vampire? Idk man this was also quite vanilla. Guess I wasn’t feeling the rough sex rip
