one, two, you're the girl that i want.
bo chow x fem!reader wc: 1.7k
warnings; smut obvi, reader #neededthat, use of pet names, biting, unprotected piv, oral (fem receiving), choking, spitting, creampie, dacriphylia, dirty talk, vampirism
“hey baby, come on outside i got the car started, let’s go.”
you hear bo’s sultry tone draw out his words as he looks you up and down, a newfound confidence visible in his eyes.
you can hear the others behind you, rushed whispers telling you to not listen. annie’s smooth tone right in your ear. “don’t listen to him, you know that’s not him, y/n.” sammie’s hands reach out to you as you softly tug your arm from his grasp, head lilting at his words.
bo’s eyes pierce through you as he smirks, inching closer to the doorframe. “or… you could always let me in there. get in, grab our things and go home.” he drawls, his eyes never leaving yours as your breath hitches. you know it’s not him, but fuck.
those eyes.
piercing through your very being as you feel yourself being entranced. you feel yourself take a step forward as shocked gasps and the clamoring of footsteps follow your own as the juke survivors rush behind you, voices overlapping warning you of your possible fate if you stepped foot outside the walls you had grown to know as your safe haven.
“y/n.” smoke murmurs, voice low. “you know that ain’t him, come on.” — and at first you snapped out of it — eyes clear of the haze that had overtaken your mind. you look down at your hands, then up at him. the man chuckles, a deep rasp escaping as he speaks again.
“come to me, darling. let’s go home, yeah?”
and you listen. his voice rings throughout your head, silencing every other noise; the horrified screams of your friends, the whistle of the wind in the dark dusk. weightless, you can feel your feet dragging from the hardwood to the rough dirt, once polished shoes now covered in dust. entranced by his words, you stumble down the steep steps clumsily. he laughs, a deep rough sound from his chest that you feel from your toes to your core as he moves to grab you by the waist. “careful sugar, wouldn’t wanna get yourself hurt, now would we?”
distantly, you hear the others screams as you’re whisked away into the night. annie’s calling out for you, but you don’t care.
all you can feel, can see.
is him.
as you hear the door slam behind you he’s on you instantly, rough, calloused hands haul you against the car door as if you weighed nothing. his mouth finds yours easily as he borderline devours you, groaning as the pulse thumping from your nape rings throughout his head. “jesus fuck”, you whine, head lolling back as you expose your neck, hands traversing his body as you grasp for any leverage against him.
he halts in his movements, mind zeroing in on the rhythmic pounding sounding throughout your body. his jaw opens, drool pooling out of his mouth freely as his fangs extend, the ache of holding himself back growing excruciating before your eyes shift, noticing how the substance caught in the moonlight.
“baby.. you’re drooling,” you pant out, watching as his eyes slowly shift from your neck to your face before chuckling, swiping a thumb under his lip. he gazes at it before bringing his soaked finger to your lips, an eyebrow raised in question.
“wanna try some, sweetness?”
you look down at his finger, then back up at him before slowly taking his finger into your mouth, a groan escaping his mouth as his head rolls back. “that’s right, take it like a good girl, yeah?” he pants, a muffled whine escaping you as you suck on his thumb. after a moment he removes it, your eyes hazy as he licks his own finger, desperate for your taste on his tongue.
you shiver as his hands find their way up your skirt, gliding along your skin as he flips up the silken material. your panties are quick to follow as he yanks them down before tossing them onto the floor of the car. his thick fingers find your slit instantly, caressing your wetness while all you can do is lie there and take it.
“‘s this all for me, baby?” he drawls, fingers collecting your slick. before you can mutter a word, he slips two fingers inside, curling them as your back arches in complete euphoria. your mouth opens but no sound escapes as his movements quickly turn rough, a thumb coming up to click your clit in tandem.
“poor thing, you needed this real bad, huh? would’ve had you on my fingers earlier,” he mumbles into your ear, fingers massaging your gummy walls as you tremble underneath him. “but i got a little… preoccupied.” you mewl, hands coming to grasp at his raven locks.
his mouth is on you instantly – desperation mixed with pure hunger as his tongue worked over your cunt like a man on a mission. “f-fuck, bo!” you cry out, fingers grasping for some form of salvation in his raven locks. your thighs twitch out of instinct, but he's on it immediately; almost too quickly do his hands come up and grip your thighs open with steady hands, pinning them to the leather seats as you squirm with need.
bo’s tongue laps at your throbbing clit mindlessly, slurping at your juices as your hips buck into his face, noises getting louder as he fucks into you with his tongue. it’s so messy, but fuck if it’s not amazing. he comes up for air briefly, mouth covered in your slick as his eyes shine with something otherworldly.
“you doing alright up there, sweet stuff?” he smirks, his breath trailing your shiny thighs. you tremble as he zeroes onto a specific section of your inner thigh, breath heaving as he caresses you with light touches. his eyes shine with something dangerous before they close momentarily. he growls, a shiver running down your spine.
“fuck.. ‘m sorry baby, but i can’t hold back anymore” he whimpers, touches now desperate as he inches closer to your inner thigh. you barely have time to process his words before you see a shine of white catch in the moonlight before you feel a sharp pain in your leg. you yelp, legs coming to close around his head until he pins them down. you twitch feverishly, dizziness washing over you as you feel something creep up your tummy.
“b-bo– baby i’m gonna–” you cry out, hips rolling into his thrusts harmoniously. all your build-up is dissipated quickly as he removes them from your cunt, instead inspecting them before sucking all your essence onto his tongue.
“if you wanna come, it’s gonna be on this cock.” he heaves, manhandling you onto your hands and knees as he undoes his buckles. you quiver, body still recovering from your release being ripped away from you as the clinking of metal rings in the still night, body tingling as the sensation leaves ripples throughout you.
before you can get even a sound out you feel his big hand pushing down on the small of your back, the other gripping his thick length as he guides it to your heated entrance. then you feel it.
you moan loudly as he bottoms out, thick cock stretching you out just right as each inch sinks its way deeper into you, walls welcoming every movement. he
he pounds into you, one hand balancing on the frame of the car as the other finds its home on your throat. you whine, eyes rolling back as he squeezes with just the right amount of force to make you feel lightheaded. your back arches inhumanely, your eyes squeezing shut as your hand travels down to his pelvis– “you’d better move that fuckin’ hand.”
and you listen. hand coming up instead to balance yourself on the seat as the car rocked along with the rash thrusts, clenching down on his throbbing length. “slutty little cunt making a mess on my cock,” bo heaves, sweat dripping down his temple as he slows down, letting himself reach deeper and deeper. “you needed this dick real bad, huh baby?”
your arms crumple, face down in the leather seats, cries escaping to no avail as you lie there and take it. “fuckkk, yes!” you cry out, hips meeting his as you grow more desperate. he rolls his neck, hand gripping you by your throat as he pulls your upper half to meet his own.
“then take it like a good girl, yeah?”
his pace quickens, bo changing his angle just enough to reach that sweet spot you were desperate for over and over again. your cries are high and whiny, hand grasping at a thick forearm as you try and scoot away from the position you’re in. his other hand moves from the frame of the car to your waist, holding your bodies skin to skin.
“don’t fuckin’ run from it either, lil thing. just take it,” he grunts, feeling you squeeze around him at his words. you gyrate against him, feeling your orgasm creeping up your back. “fuckkk- baby–” you gasp, tears pricking at your eyes with each aimed thrust at your sweet spot. he’s slamming so deep, your legs trembling as you gasp loudly and with need, and take what he’s giving you.
“you gonna come for me, sweet thing?” he breathes, nose rubbing against your neck feverishly, eyes closed with pure bliss.
“gonna let me fill this cunt up 'n take it like a good girl?"
you nod quickly, head falling back against his shoulder. “yes- yes! want it so bad, please–” you rasp, tears falling freely at him staving off your release. “then fucking take it, baby.” he grunts, mouth opening widely to reveal sharp teeth in place of his canines. before you can say anything you’re coming; walls contracting around him as you tremor in his hold. his hips slam into yours three more times before he stills, his load spurting into you hot and heavy.
and then he bites. hard.
another cry falls freely from your lips at the sharp pain before it quickly turns into pleasure, your manicured hand coming to rest on his nape. you feel his hands grip your hips tighter, his rocking into yours as he feeds greedily, groans being the only thing in the air besides your faint breathing. after a while you can feel yourself slipping, hand dropping from his hair as he removes himself from your neck, licking around his mouth; what he can reach.
you can feel him gently slide out, lying you down on top of his body. a hand comes up to rub your back gently, soft words of solace leaving his lips as your eyes drift close.
“don’t worry baby,” you can faintly hear, his voice smooth and sultry.
“you’ll be one of us soon.”
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