Hello my dear followers. Although I don't know why you follow my untalented clumsy account ✨ I decided to create a new one because this is a secondary account and I can't answer the horny notes you leave me in my stories.
That's all. The purpose of this message is to let you know that no one stole my stories if you find them posted again (I would delete this account, but it would break my heart to delete your notes too — yes, I'm cheesy as f).
PS: I will correct the gender mistake in Lilia's story (I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to f it up so bad — I forgot how male anatomy works haha).
Yours faithfully,
Laurent Di Rosetti (I’ll probably use the same name or similar)
You were walking alongside Ace, Deuce and Grim straight to Crewel's lesson when something flew right in front of your faces.
Ace: What was that?!
Deuce: there's an arrow on the wall!
???: my, my, what a delightful view, ma chérie.
Grim: Rook?! Don't you have other ways to show up?
Rook ignored your friends chipping and stared into your eyes, capturing all your attention. When he was sure you were looking at him with the same intensity, he lowered his eyes a little bit, analyzing your neck. Then he stood up a few centimeters from you and raise his hand to your collar, but Deuce tried to stop hin midway.
Deuce: hey, what do you think you're doing to them?
Rook: oh, mais non, don't you worry monsieur spade, I hide no ill intentions towards them, how come?
He gently grabbed the collar of your shirt leaving your red marked neck to plain view. Last night he was paying special attention to that very spot, kissing it, biting it, sucking it. He made physically clear you were hunted by him.
Rook: it would be oh so embarrassing for you ma chérie if everybody notices this. That's why you tried to hide it with all your might. But seems your collar is crooked, I'll fix it for you...
His words and actions weren't matching. If he wanted to spare you the embarrassment, why would he take so much time fixing your collar?? His slow pace was killing you. You could feel your friends eyes on you, sharp like arrows.
Once he finished "fixing" your collar, he moved his face close to you ear.
Rook: voilà, I'll make sure to visit you tonight again. Aur revoir, ma chérie...
That was the loudest whisper you have ever heard in your entire life. His intentions were so clear that left you speechless. Well, "he's kind of cute", you thought.
Tags: dom, brat, bite, oral, teasing, challenge, restraining his instincts.
The room would be dead silent if it wasn’t for Leona’s heavy breath against your neck, leaving dark red marks on it. First he would smell you lightly, trying to catch every single perfume you have ever worn. He would lick that specific place of your neck where your skin was comfortably soft for him to bite at any time soon. Then, he moves his tongue entirely on your skin leaving a slow trace of saliva, while his fangs are nearly touching you, giving you shivers down your spine. Chest to chest, you could either feel his breath and hear his heartbeat. After taking his time to savor your essence, he proceeds to suck on that wet spot he just has left. He’s softly caressing you, but his instincts take over him for a moment and his true strength starts to show, sucking hard, leaving a dark reddish mark on you.
He wanted to leave a clear message on your abused skin, it’s as if he’s telling everyone…
Leona: “you’re mine”.
His words said in an animal crawling low voice reach the deepest parts of your ear, making you tremble from the inside. You couldn’t say anything, what was to be said? His words were like a magic spell that left you paralyzed.
Your submissive reaction pleased him, but leaving one mark wasn’t enough to satisfy his greediness. He continued tracing marks around your neck, creating a collar at the end of the process. Even though it was impossible for you to see it, you could feel each and every mark pulsating slightly on your skin. You felt that zone was cold due to his saliva, but incredibly hot at the same time.
Leona: “hey, little one, can you feel it?” -he said while grabbing you by the neck with his hand. His touch was strangely soft in comparison with what his mouth had done to you seconds ago.
But, that soft pressing hand around your neck felt incredibly hot. Maybe because your skin was irritated, but you felt his touch too much. It was kind of scary, you could breathe without problem, but you saw yourself completely at his disposal, like a prey. When you tried to let out a plea for him to let you go, only utter intelligible sounds came out of you, lost in the sensations of your skin.
Leona: “shh, it’s okay” -he said removing his hand, only to leave a sweet kiss in the center of your now too sensitive neck, which made you moan in a low tone - “that’s it, be a good little puppy for me”.
MC: “pu- puppy?”
Leona: “yes, behave and I’ll give you a reward” -he whispered and then thrust his hips against yours, bumping both your lower parts with each other inadvertently. You understood fastly what kind of reward he was referring to and couldn’t help yourself but to tease him a bit. He was being such a bully to you, wasn’t he?
While he was slowly moving his face down ready to kiss you, one of your hands moved to his chest under his shirt and pinched one of his nipples. He let out a deep growl you have never heard before. You pinched slightly harder trying to get another cute reaction from him, but his hand on yours and his death stare stopped you right away. His feline eyes were like daggers pointing in your direction.
Leona: “so you wanna hear me growl…” - his mischievous grin was enough for you to know how low you dug your grave.
He got up just to stand by his knees on the sides of your laying arms, making you unable to lift them no more than to grab his thighs from behind. Then he smiled at you and let out his erection for you to see it as close as you wanted to. He took it with his hand and stopped right in front of your face.
Leona: “use your mouth to make me growl… if you can”.
You wouldn’t stand his bossy attitude and that size would make you choke before his mouth leaves a single sound. Nonetheless, you couldn’t bear to stare at his expression. He looked so desperate for you to touch him, his eyes were nearly glowing in the dark, illuminated by the moon. His lips bitten by his own fangs were about to start bleeding. Also, you could see the veins in his arms as he pressed the bed wall with all his might, fighting himself to not take you by the neck and have his way with your mouth aggressively, like the animal he was trying not to be with you.
If he wanted you to make him growl, then you’d make sure he breaks all of his vocal cords for you.
You lowered your head which left him with a clueless expression. You caught him off guard when you licked the longitude of his sex from base to tip in one go, contrasting the cold breeze from the window with a warm wetness that made him release a bit of pre-seminal fluid.
MC: “wasn’t this too fast for the lion king?”
Leona: “shut up, I’m still silent as a corpse”.
“Not for long”, you thought and began to suck on his tip. You felt his stare on top of you and looked up at him continuing your business with your lips, making sure your saliva covered him entirely. His eyes were focused on you, like there was nothing in the world that could move them away. You couldn’t keep his stare anymore and looked down as fast as you could. His eyes were sharp, he was like a predator lurking down to his prey, waiting for the right moment to devour you.
Seeing how your efforts fell on deaf ears, you took a big part of him in your mouth. Your tongue could feel his manhood pulsating inside. Despite how hard he was, it was relatively easy to get it along the length of your throat slipping through your saliva and his body fluids. His veins were bumping inside you, so hard you could even feel it pressing your neck. You moved your head back and forth at an incredibly slow pace. The objective was to make him growl, but a beg could be as good as well.
You heard a break and saw little rocks fall next to both sides of your head on the pillow. They came from the wall, his fingers pierced so deep in it that it was breaking at the same time you were welcoming him in your mouth. This was the perfect moment to swallow him whole in a last fast movement he didn’t expect. His body jolted a little, sinking his fingers through the wall and arching his back a little. Your hands on his thighs felt how hard his muscles were tensing, trying to delay the inevitable.
He was a hot mess, muscles tensing and tensing, hands pressing more and more against a breaking wall, pupils getting thinner and thinner. Thanks to the moonlight you could see a drop of sweat fall from his chin all the way down to his neck and beneath his chest under the shirt. You could not possibly stop now so you started moving your head, pressing your lips hard every time his glans seemed about to make it outside your mouth, just to swallow him whole over and over again, drowning in his smell and taste.
He ended up letting one of his hands off the wall to shut his mouth thighly. If you had doubts, now you knew he was feeling each and every thrust. But, what a cheater, isn’t he? Covering his mouth isn’t fair. He must be feeling like a cornered cat, so you had no other option but to recur to that.
The hand you had gripping his thigh moved up to his ass, feeling his shape all the way to your objective: his tail.
Suddenly, you pulled it with all your might, enough to force him to let out a loud raspy growl and move his body to the opposite side of his pain, right into the wall, where your mouth was. With his chest on the wall, now you can say you really swallow him completely. Due to the impact you let your tongue out and licked his balls. This along with the pressure exerted by your mouth and throat was enough to make him cum in an instant.
You were prepared to drink all of his stuff, but he moved away. His intentions were good, but he ended up leaving some leftovers inside your mouth, on your face and on your chest. When you drank what was in your mouth, still with his taste on your tongue you looked straight to him. He was heavily breathing, with his eyes wide open, surprised you had the nerve to touch him that way.
After taking supplementary history lessons with Trein you were walking down the corridor on your way home when you heard a sudden blast. A shudder made your body jolt and you involuntarily closed your eyes. When calm reigned again, you opened your eyelids at a slow pace and darkness bathed your vision.
You remained silent as you tried to see something, but there was no light at all. Or that’s what you thought when a lightning stroke and the windows patterns reflected on the wall and contrasted a well-known figure.
MC: “Lilia?”
Lilia: “what a shame, I wanted to surprise you, my dear”.
Surprise he says, it would’ve been more correct to say he scared you to death for a moment.
Hand on your chest and an exhalation and he was already in front of you. You jumped a little inadvertently, gotta admit you should know he is like this, but it is hard to get used to his behavior.
Lilia: “scared already?”
MC: “should I be?”
Lilia: “we’re alone in a deserted corridor and you can’t see a thing, while I can see everything…”
Lilia’s voice sounded like he was behind you. His hands moved from your knees all the way to the middle of your thighs, so slowly you could feel the light grasp of his fingers all the way up. You kept your air in as he was mischievously trying to tease you. Your objective was to keep your cool just in case someone could hear you. But your stone wall broke when you felt his hands point towards your inner thighs. Although you wanted to close your legs as fast as you could, the tension was too strong and you were too weak to fight it, which made you shiver lightly as you tried to hold back your voice. Maybe this was too much for you, it was scary not to be able to see. To felt somehow belittle being incapable to see.
Lilia was fast to know something was going on with you. He has never seen you that nervous and it was never his intention to make you feel uncomfortable. He softly took your hand and left a gentle kiss on it.
Lilia: “worry not, my dear. Never, in all my years, have I ever made a woman cry, at least not in a way she wouldn’t want to”.
Your blood rose up to your cheeks, hard to stay still after such a statement. Lilia could clearly see your cheeks getting redder and redder which made him smile even more. His facial expression became sharper, though you would never know among all that darkness. Not until a pair of glowing eyes invade your vision field. You could tell Lilia was standing upside down by the shape of his stare.
Lilia: “hold your horses, dear”.
His vivid purple eyes got lost between a curtain of smoke, as if he evaporated right there.
The imminent sound of steps made you stand on guard. Did he say that to warn you? Wait a moment, who is approaching you?
You felt Lilia’s hands grab you by the waist and move your body one step back. Your whole back and dérrière were touching a hard surface. But that’s impossible, you thought, he’s not that tall, right? Who is behind you? You would start to panic if it wasn't for the sound of Lilia’s voice in your ear: “sshhh…” he whispered. He was in his true-form you supposed, that would explain how he can rest his chin on your head.
XXXX: “…is someone there?”
It crossed your mind to ignore it so you could evade an interaction, but it would be suspicious not to answer him you. And, since you couldn’t see him he could bump into you. To help your indecisive self, Lilia applied some pressure to your waist as an indication to answer him.
MC: “yes! I’m MC”.
XXXX: “oh, MC. It’s me, Silver. I was walking when the blackout happened. I thought I could take advantage of it and started sleepwalking, but I heard something in this direction and came to check if everything was in order”.
Just when you wanted to answer him, Lilia’s leg moved between your thighs as his hands grabbed you possessively by the waist, making sure you wouldn't escape. He was pressing your body down to his leg, making friction with your intimate part.
Silver: “MC? I suppose you don’t know the building as well as I do since you’re in first year, want me to use my magic to create a light?”
MC: “N- NO! No, it’s okay, it’s a corridor. I just have to keep walking straight and that’s it…”
Silver: “…I suppose that makes sense”.
Lilia started teasing your neck by leaving soft kisses. His cold lips repeatedly kissing the back of your neck sent shivers down your spine and nearly made you moan. If it wasn’t for his hand covering your mouth, you would have exposed yourself. But you couldn’t help yourself, there was not a single part of your body that wasn’t caressed by him. You tried to keep your composure when he stopped kissing you, but what a fool you were. His cold breath ascended from your neck all the way to your ear, the perfect height to whisper in an almost inaudible deep voice:
Lilia: “sshh… we don’t want my son to hear you”.
Involuntarily you closed your tighs, worsening the situation since now he could feel your pulsations in his leg, which made him increase the pressure against your lower part. This was enough to let a tear fall down to Lilia’s hand on your mouth. Not satisfied with just one, he began to move his leg back and forth. You could only grab his other hand in your waist as a way to silently protest. Sorry for you, he was too occupied running his tongue along your neck to pay attention to your weak escaping try.
Silver: “then, I’ll be taking my leave, see you around”.
Lilia moved his hand away from your mouth to let you answer Silver.
MC: “se- see you…”
Then, he covered your mouth again, prepared for the loud moan you would make once his fangs pierce through your skin.
It didn’t feel painful, just incredibly warm. After he made sure to remember the taste of your blood, in a fragment of a second the lights were back on and he returned back to his short form floating upside-down as he normally does.
Lila: “make sure to use this corridor again and don’t be scared of the dark, my dear”.
He said, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. Then he disappeared in thin air leaving you like a mess, sat on the floor, tears of pleasure falling from your chin, redder than a ripen apple, shivers in your lower part and with a bite mark on you.
To check if your shirt was bloodstained you touched your neck just to find Lilia left a band-aid on it.
After some evil siblings let Grim and you to rust in the cold, Jack offers you the opportunity to spend the night in Savanaclaw, a warm bed awaits for you hopefully?
Leona: “definetly no”.
MC: "how can you be so heartless? We helped you before".
Leona: "I wouldn't call that help and that cat can sleep with Ruggie for all I care but I won't allow humans here".
You didn't understand from where this imminent discrimination came from, after all, he has never shown it to you. What's his deal?, you wonder. As the number one stubborn person in the planet you would not give up yet. You shut the door and heard his groan in disapproval.
Leona: "what have I just said, child?". He approached menacingly in a slow peace that gave you the chills. You knew you were walking on thin ice. You took one of the sleeping bags Ruggie showed you before and put it in front of him, somehow it also was a barrier.
MC: "see, there's floor enough for me to sleep on. Just let me stay". At this point you could only beg. The moon bathed his back giving him a dark atmosphere. The moonlight was bordering his hair making it look thinner, his shoulders bulkier, his arms stuffer and his eyes brighter. Then, he oppened his mouth revealing his white fangs in a mischievous grin.
In a split of second the sleeping bag you were holding fell to the ground totally ruined by three long claw marks, which let out all the feathers it contained.
Leona: "pity, you can't sleep on the floor anymore".
That somehow turn up your brat switch. You jumped straight to his bed falling in the middle. His expression was priceless.
MC: "if I can't sleep on the floor then I'll have to use the bed". You said sarcastically kissing one of the feathers that flew next to you.
You were ready to get a kick off the room, but something was off. You couldn't see Leona's face due to the sudden darkness, but he was death quiet.
MC: "Leona? Are you all right? It was a joke, I'll get off now".
He stepped to the end of the bed and crawl his way on all four till he faced you.
MC: "Leona?"
When the moonlight appeared again you could see his face clearly. His eyes were glowing, his mouth mid open showing his fangs as he grasped air desperately. The most curious thing was that his cheeks were red. Definetly, not the expression you thought he would give you. Even though he was heavily looking at you it didn't feel like he was a menace.
Leona: "you had to be so stupid right?". He grabbed the sheets next to your head in his fist. "Do you know what this mean?" He said as he pressed his lower parts against yours. You jolt slightly when you felt how hard he was.
MC: "you are in heat?" The answer was obvious but you couldn't escape your oblivious nature.
He grinned and low his head till he was desperately breathing next to your ear.
Leona: "no, I just want to ravage you so bad you would never leave this room if I don't order so". He whispered in a croaky voice.
MC: "don't bark, my king".
Leona's heart skipped a beat after hearing you call him by his most desired title, king. You knew this weak point of his and couldn't resist to use it repeatedly while kissing his cheek.
Leona: "stupid child... Stop it or I'm gonna lose my patience".
MC: "didn't know you have that".
Tired of your comebacks he turned you face down on the bed and left you facing the shattered sheets he grabbed before. At the same time, he took you by the neck and pressed you down the bed. Hate to break it to you, but you couldn't move. His weight was pressing your lower back while his hand made sure you couldnt lift your head.
You felt one finger move from your nape to the end of your back, making his way inside your shirt and returning to the starting point, leaving your back in plain view. He enjoyed watching you twitch by the cold breeze softly caressing your back. But your twitches stopped abruptly when you noticed his hair laying down as his wet lips left a gentle kiss in the middle of your back.
Nonetheless, in an instant his fangs were tearing your skin, while his lips and tongue sucked the surrounding area. When he finished his work he groaned as he contemplated the results.
Leona: "enough of being nice, you entered the lion's den".
---[Part 2]
[thanks to my friend Moon who gave me this scenario idea]
Tags: tentacles, magic potion, smut, tag play, lil bit yandere behavior...
Azul: "you know? Long ago some people said mermaids where fake, what a joke right?"
You didn't know why he brought up that subject. As oblivious as you were, the grin in his face made crystal clear he wasn't having any good intentions.
MC: "what do you mean exactly?"
Azul: "I mean what I mean, mermaids are true and everyone loves them so I found a new way for you to pay the debt you owe me"
You surely don't like where this is going. When Azul has an idea is impossible to make him stop it midway. The chills down your back made you take a slight step back.
Azul: "there's nothing to worry about. You just have to drink this pink liquid and your body will change into a merfolk. But, a word of caution-"
Before he could end the sentence you were running out of his chamber and all across the Mostro Longue. Perhaps, you are lucky it's only the two of you there, since the eel siblings were too busy in a school trip kind of adventure. Those two could stop you for sure, but you knew Azul wasn't that good at sports, so that would give you an advantage.
Or that's what you thought.
Suddenly, something cold grabbed your ankle and you fell on the ground.
When you look down you saw a pitch black tentacle slowly twirling around your leg.
Azul: "I sure don't like to show my true form, but since there's nobody but us here, I don't really care. After all, some sacrifices are needed in business... like your legs I suppose".
He started to come closer. You could feel the gooey and slimmery texture of his tentacles around both of your legs going up your body. You tried to take them away, but he was way too strong and, just for fun, he grabbed your hands too.
Azul: "well, now that you can't move we can start our magic trick. It's a shame you can't use your hands, I suppose I have to make you drink it myself. Now, open wide..."
You fastly closed your lips and gave him a death stare. How could you know that it only turn him on? He loved that situation. After being the one bullied in the past, being in control was extremely exciting for him.
Azul: "don't look at me like that. I'm a predator after all, darling. If you continue being stubborn I'll have to get violent"
Not even a second passed and he was already kissing you with all his might. You felt his tongue pressing against your lips, but you would not give in. Therefore, he moved one of his tentacles up between your tights and made pressure on your intimate parts. That made you jolt and open your mouth a little. Given that opportunity, he didn't hesitate to put his tongue in and explore the inside of your mouth entirely. You didn't know he had such a long tongue, he played with yours, pressing it, grabbing it, making circles around it. You stopped thinking for a frame of a second. Pleasure and lack of air were making you weak on your already held knees.
When you were about to fade, he let go and let you grasp air just to fill your throat with that magical beverage. He watched silently as you swallow everything.
Azul: "as I was saying before. Better beware, the potion could hurt a little. But it's okay it only will be ten seconds".
Your body started shaking and it hurted a lot. Your fingertips were getting numb, you started losing control of your legs, the pain made it harder and harder to breathe.
Azul: "shh, it's okay, it's okay, just hold me tight like that. I won't let you go, so just lay on me".
You did as he said, but you wouldn't let him get away with this, so you bit his neck with all your might. Then, you heard a sweet sound coming out of his mouth as the taste of iron came into your mouth.
Azul: "darling, are we getting agressive? Because, I won't be able to control myself no more".
would you write a headcanon for Adrian and his s/o cooking together? i feel like if he was with someone who also cooks they could have cute little routines and habits🥺
Note: I’m with you on this one! Here are some Alucard cooking with s/o HCs. Enjoy! [They/them]
Cooking is a basic life skill that Adrian has had to learn after being orphaned too young. As a result, he's quite adept at it.
So he is so thrilled to have an s/o who’s just as passionate when it comes to cooking. That means they can share the responsibility, and sometimes he gets to watch as s/o cooks instead, that's always enjoyable for him.
From his kitchen being a lonely, painful place where he'd spent too many times eating alone haunted by past memories of dinners with his late parents, to the lively and warm place it is now with his s/o by his side, he couldn't be happier.
"How did I get so lucky?" he'd say as he watches s/o cook, a sweet smile plastered on his gentle face.
Cooking is definitely his favourite chore to do together.
He'd forage or hunt for meat or fish with s/o, and then later they'd prep ingredients for them to cook.
It's intuitive, the way they work so well together in the kitchen. Adrian would reach out his hand and s/o would know what to place in it. They don't even have to say a word!
However, Adrian can be a little too by-the-book. He'd follow recipes to the T and can be a bit pedantic with the exact measurements. So precise he'd probably make for a great baker! S/o would sometimes roll their eyes and say "Really, love, I don't think it makes much difference if there's a pinch more flour in this..." To which he'd reply "I want it to be perfect, darling." For you. And perfect it turns out indeed, most of the time.
He'd kiss sauces or smears from the corner of his lover's mouth.
He's also 100% the kind to wrap his arms around his s/o from behind while they're busy stirring the stew. He'd leave little kisses on s/o's nape and shoulders. Sometimes, they'd even sway a little to some imaginary slow beat.
They never fail to thank each other after every meal. "That was delicious, as always, my love. Thank you."
Alucard’s slender form pins you against the wall. He’s careful, always so careful, not to use too much strength. Sometimes you have to remind him that you’re not made of glass, and if he wants to hold you just a little tighter it’s okay. Today is different. Today he seems…Hungry.
He pushes you closer to the wall and slots his thigh between yours to keep you in place. Eager kisses quickly move from your lips to your neck and his hands move up from your hips to your waist then gently over your breasts.
“So eager today, my love,” you tease softly.
He chuckles. It’s a soft, airy sound that sends delightful shivers down your spine and draws your hands to his face. You’ve adored him from the moment you ever laid eyes on him, and the affection only grows strong with each passing day.
He kisses your neck again, his lips lingering on your pulse longer than usual. The point of his fangs scrape gently across the skin, and he groans. His hands withdraw from you and he backs away. The shift in his demeanor takes you by surprise.
“We should stop,” he whispers.
“Why?” Your thumbs soothe over his cheekbones, “What’s wrong?”
“You…You smell good. Better than usual.”
He carefully straightens your dress back out for you and offers a comforting smile. This comes up from time to time, but it’s rarely strong enough for Alucard to pull away from you. Even when his hunger is strong, he’s eager to fight it so he can continue to lavish you with affection. You know if he’s backing away, he’s losing the fight.
“Alucard, you know I don’t mind. If you want to feed-”
“No. No, we won’t speak of this again.”
“I only want to comfort you,” you insist.
He moves away from you completely, shaking his head as he turns to walk down the hallway. You hesitate for a moment before following him. You don’t intend to fight him on the subject, but you don’t want him to lock himself away from you. Your heart aches as he goes into the study, and closes the door.
You bite your lip before turning in the opposite direction and going to the bedroom.
You’re there for hours, longing for him to come to join you. It’s late when you finally hear the door softly creak open. If your ears weren’t attuned to Alucard’s quiet nature you might have missed the soft footsteps coming towards the bed.
In fact, he was hoping for it. As he takes off his clothes and he slides in next to you, he prays for you to be resting. His hand soothes softly down your back, and you turn to him. He sighs as your lips soothe over his chest softly.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” you whisper. “I don’t like it when you hide from me.”
“I wasn’t hiding,” he scoffs.
You prop your head upon your elbow to look at him through narrowed eyes, “Hm, what should I call it then?”
You don’t get an answer to your question. Instead, his golden eyes are transfixed on your neck. He swallows hard, hoping you don’t see the hunger in his eyes. You kiss him softly before sitting up on the bed and peeling off your nightgown. His eyes widen as you lead his hand to your breasts.
“If you don’t stop, I won’t be able to keep resisting,” he mutters despite his hand eagerly kneading against your skin.
“Then don’t,” you sigh. “There’s no need. I trust you.”
You crawl on top of him and you lean down to kiss him again. Your tongue rolls into his mouth, eliciting a desperate moan from him. His touch is soft as he explores your body.
“I don’t need to feed,” he tells you between heated kisses. “I only…Desire to.”
“Alucard, I want you to. I don’t want you to suffer trying to fight it.”
There’s a pain in his eyes as he looks at you. His mind rolls through your words, carefully dissecting and unraveling them, “What if I hurt you?”
“You won’t,” you kiss him again. “I know you won’t.”
He sits up slowly, keeping you held close to his chest. His face burrows against your neck. A hungry groan rumbles through his chest as he breathes you in. The stirring of his cock is only overpowered by the hunger burning in his belly.
“I want to be inside of you when I do it,” he says shyly.
“You’ve thought of this?” you tease lightly.
“More than I care to admit.”
His hand trails between your thighs, gently dragging his long fingers between your folds. You whine as he begins rubbing your clit in slow circles.
“You’re already so wet for me, my love,” he whispers.
“You did leave me wanting for a long time,” you remind him gently.
“I’ll make up for that. I promise.”
He guides you carefully onto his cock. A needy whine leaves him as he sinks into your silky walls inch by inch until he’s completely buried inside of you.
“I love you,” he whispers. “If I hurt you, I won’t forgive myself.”
“I love you too. You won’t hurt me.”
You begin rocking your hips slowly, a warm pleasure taking over your senses. Alucard becomes more and more desperate with every move. His hands grip onto your hips as he brings you down harder on his cock. Strings of sweet praise fall from his lips as he begins pumping his hips against you. His mouth is quick to return to your neck, leaving soft kisses.
“I’m going to do it now,” he tells you.
You nod weakly, too lost in the pleasure to realize he was watching your face expectantly.
“I need to hear you say it’s okay.”
“I want you to.”
There’s a moment of hesitation before you feel his fangs against your skin. You cry out when he bites down. Sharp fangs pierce your skin, and tingling warmth spreads through your body. Your hands tangle in his hair as he drinks. Moans and growls roll through his chest and his hips still roll against you. The pleasure and pain mix into euphoria. Your eyes roll back as you whine his name. Alucard drinks until he has to force himself away. Your blood drips down his chin as he looks at you.
“You taste so good,” he moans. He licks the puncture wounds, gathering up the blood droplets on the tip of his tongue.
“I told you I trust you,” you smirk before kissing him.
