A little sleepy somethin' with Vampetua. GN Reader, no specific terms used.
MDNI!
TW for slight blood mention.
Dividers by @/saradika-graphics!
Thinking of sleepy morning cuddlefucking with Vampire Perpetua...
How he'd moan sleepily at the first taste of you, the sting of his teeth soothed by the gentle warmth of his cock filling you up. Losing yourself in the sensation as every subtle roll of his hips pushes him deeper, pressing deliciously against the ache already building within you.
The softness of his chest pressed into your back, fingers gripping gently into your waist as he pulls your bodies flush together. He could make you give in so easily, make you give him permission to cum. But what fun would that be? He doesn't want this to be over so soon.
He adores the noises you make as his hand snakes between your legs, skilled touches working in tandem with his thrusts. Loves the sensation of your pulse fluttering against his tongue, your breath hitching as you close on your peak. How your hands feel, clutching desperately at any part of him you can reach.
Intoxicated by the taste of you, spilling coppery-sweet into his mouth as you coat his hand with your love; his name the only thing known to the stillness. He murmurs heated pleas into sweat-slick skin, his release barely a heartbeat away. He wants to be good; he chooses to be good, despite how addictive you feel, walls fluttering around him.
As the last waves of your pleasure ebb away, you reach up, carding your fingers into damp charcoal curls. Pressing your lips together in a tender, bloodied kiss, your blessing releases him.
'Yes, my love. Yes.'
There is barely time to take a breath before you feel him pulse inside you, his voice reduced to nothing but whimpers of blasphemous worship. This is where you both belong, tangled up in each other, beholden to nobody.
I saw that it was National Bat Appreciation Day today, and thought why not write a (slightly more than) lil somethin' about our own favourite bat? β€οΈβπ₯
Vampetua x GN Reader - no gender-specific terms used.
You kneel before him, shivering as you watch sharp teeth reflect dancing flames. Perpetua hums softly as he parts his legs, his head falling back as you tug open crisscrossed laces.
His cock lays soft and pale against dark curls. You dare to mouth over velvety skin and he quivers above you, your name catching on a gasp. A bead of precum leaks into your mouth, as his cock twitches feebly.
Gentle fingers wrap around your wrist, and you shudder as you feel the gentle brush of his lips against your frantically fluttering pulse. He chuckles as he mouths teasingly at the sensitive skin, fangs pressing lightly against you.
'May I taste you, honey?'
You hum affirmatively around him, the soft weight of him filling your mouth comfortably. With a soft snarl, you feel the pinprick sting of his bite, the pain only momentary.
White hot pleasure ripples under your skin as you feel his cock fill out against your lips. Tentatively, you trace your tongue over veins now rich with the essence of you, the blunt head hitting the back of your throat.
Your head spins for a moment under the dizzying rush, and you slump forwards. Cushioned thighs close around your sides as a thumb guides your head gently upwards, grounding you. Perpetua is a little less pale now, thanks to your blood; the porcelain skin of his chest and face now stained a delicate pink.
His eyes roll back in his head as he feeds from you, black curls falling across his handsome face in a cascade. He doesn't need to speak; you hear him in your head, clear as a bell.
'Fuck, honey... you taste- you feel-'
You silence him by taking him down to the hilt, burying your nose into coarse hairs and inhaling deeply. The scent of him is complex, yet not; akin to petrichor after spring rain, beautifully and perfectly alive. He groans lowly against your skin, his tongue chasing precious stray crimson drips down your forearm.
The lack of oxygen has you reeling again as tendrils of his pleasure begin to bleed through to you. Scrabbling under your waistband, you sigh in relief as your hand finds the desperate ache pulsing between your legs.
He groans suddenly as you begin to rock your hips against the addictive slick pressure of your hand. The heat of him expands further into your mouth and down your throat, almost as if he's trying to chase your pleasure as well as his.
In a breath, his thrusts become sloppier, his other hand wrapping tightly around the base of your skull. The greedy flick of his tongue burns against your wrist, white hot pleasure-pain flooding your veins.
He is all encompassing; addictive, insatiable and yours. His voice echoes into your mind again, laced in scarlet.
'I'm going to- need to cum- please... please.'
You nod, imperceptibly; your shared desire reaching fever pitch, like a dam about to break. That's all the permission he needs. With a rapturous cry, you feel him pulse against your lips, spilling his worship down your waiting throat.
Almost as if it had been waiting, your release follows soon after, your vision whiting out momentarily as you follow him into oblivion. Slick soaks your hands, and you ache, emptying everything you have for him onto the floor.
You slump against the softness of his thigh, barely registering the gentle kiss over your wrist to heal you. His voice is a soft, unintelligible murmur as he guides you off the floor and over to your shared bed.
Gratefully, you sink into a cocoon of cool satin, grasping for him as he settles behind you. You're vaguely aware of an arm snaking around you, pulling you flush to his still-thrumming body. His voice whispers sinful nothings to you as he holds you close, promises of what's to come.
He's not finished with you yet. But for now, you sleep.
βthat fandom is so annoyingβ i hate to break it to you but every fandom is annoying. all of them. if youβre in a fandom youβre annoying. iβm in several fandoms iβm extra annoying. everyone on this website is annoying.
they need to come up with more words like necrosis and miasma and mausoleum and cadaver and morose and decrepit and stuff like that just so metal bands can expand their vocabulary
2087
dailybridgerton
jbbartram-illu
pixelskylines
prguitarman
baratheonpilled
discoholicmusic
