Hey! This is actually my first request, and I just want to say I love your writing, especially the ‘First Impressions’ series. Could you write a story of Five Hargreeves as a vampire for Halloween? Something fun and a little spooky would be amazing!
Synopsis: Five has waited for you for centuries and when you finally find your way back to him he can't let you go.
Author's note: Now to the person who requested this story i dont have a clue if you wanted this to be a smut or not so I am sorry if it is not to your liking but there will be a more passionate like smut.
Vampire!Five Hargreeeves x reader
Warnings: desire, yearning, smut, angst, passion, blood, murder, slight gore, p in v, creampie, vampire turning midway, spooky house, tooth rotting fluff
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Five was a rich man. He was in a horse drawn coach heading onwards to a man named Mr Bell to talk business. Mr Bell was a wealthy man who owned different locations of land and five was interested in a set of land for building homes and farming land for profit.
The coach started to slow down at the large grand staircase of the grand manor that Mr Bell owned. The coachman stopped the horses, pulling on the reins and a low “woah” coming from his mouth. The footman fixed his own hair and stepped off the front seating and to the coach door.
The footman opened it and gave a small bow “Master hargreeves, you have arrived at your destination.” He stood straight as five stepped out
Five gave a polite nod to the footman “thank you, sir.”
Suddenly the doors of the manor opened and out came a butler and Mr bell himself. Mr Bell had a cane that he helped himself walk on. Mr Bell laughed as he hobbled out “Five hargreeves, my boy!”
Five chuckles and gave a lopsided smile that he tried to hide. He came up the steps to Mr Bell. “Mr Bell, you shouldn't be so loud when meeting me.”
Mr Bell nodded to his butler and turned back to five “Nonsense! I am happy to have you. Why shouldn't I express my joy?”
Five stepped up the steps taking Mr Bell's hand in a handshake. Five looked to Mr Bell's butler “George it's good to see you, too.”
The butler nodded, “Thank you, Master Hargreeves.” his hands behind his back and his chin a little up.”
Mr Bell led five inside the grand manor. The high ceilings had beautiful carvings and a large beautiful chandelier. The steps they took would echo in the halls. Maids were scurrying around the manor sweeping things up and dusting. Mr bell led him down to his office up the marble staircase.
The butler opened the door for him, letting them through.
“Ah here we are once again, My boy.” Mr Bell hobbled over to the desk sitting in the leather seat, opening a cigar box and cutting the tip of it. “Now what are you here to talk about, my boy?”
Five's eyes wandered the office, approaching a globe and gently spinning it. “Mr Bell, I am interested in a set of land that you own.”
Mr Bell lit the cigar as five turned to him and came and sat. A maid came in with a metal tray and brought it to the desk. Five paid no mind at first as the maid set up the cups and plate of pastries.
“What land is it?” Mr Bell said, puffing cigar smoke out.
Five straightened his suit “That land you recently bought.”
Mr Bell furrowed his brow “The 500 acres?”
Five nodded and was gonna speak but the maid interrupted holding the teapot.
Five looked up at the maid, his eyes widening. The maid was none other than you. You both didn't know eachother but something compelled you to eachother. Immediately as your eyes connected your hearts leapt and jumpstarted at the same time. He chuckled nervously and swallowed “y…yes that would be wonderful.”
you smiled, pink dusting your cheeks as you poured him a glass of tea, setting the teapot on the metal tray.
Mr bell waved his hand in a shooing manner “You may go now, Ms. We have no need for you.”
you nodded, bowing a little and scurrying to the door.
Five eyes never left you. His lips parted as his eyes twinkled with something new he hasn't felt in a long time.
“Five? Are you all there?” Mr Bell's voice knocked him out of his state of mind. He turned to Mr Bell and nodded.
“Alright!” it came out squeaky.
From then on Five would talk to you every time he came to visit about the plans. You and him would talk and talk and make you both occasionally forget yourselves and your duties and place in the world. Touches were exchanged but words never explicitly stating what you both were were kept hidden. And when the time came when five had no more business excuses to go to Mr bells he started making up excuses. Having left his coat, his papers, his favorite pencil- it was literally anything, just to see you.
He had come on the guise of him leaving his book behind. He went down a hall and he spotted you carrying a tray of dirty dishes. He went to you coming up behind, he leaned down to where his lips were by your ear making you shiver feeling he was there “Boo.” he whispered making you smile and your shoulders relax.
You turned to him with a smile “I could hear you from a mile away, Mr Hargreeves."
He chuckled as he began walking next to her “Using last names now are we? Now that's just cruel, Mrs L/N”
You looked at him with a gaped mouth “How dare you!” you playfully say
“Hey you did the same thing! Im only doing wha-” at that moment when he raised his arms to playfully surrender he knocked the tray out of your hands making it all clatter to the floor. Luckily nothing broke but it did knock everything over. It had things scatter and food scraps cover the floor.
Five went wide eyed “Oh god im so sorry!”
You sighed and shook your head. You gently lowered to your knees and began cleaning the plates and bowls. He moved down with you to help you clean them up
“Its okay, five. I've got it. You really shouldn't be doing this. After all you are of higher standing. Gosh if they saw you doing this what would they think?”
He looked at you as you said that. You slowly stopped and looked at him.
“I wouldn't care at all, Y/N.”
You looked at him a little speechless. What person who grew up wealthy and was wealthy well into his adult years would want to be seen doing a servants job? You swallowed and picked up the metal tray. “I…right.”
You mentally kicked yourself as you headed into the kitchen.
He followed after you passed by other maids who looked at him funny. “Y/n i have to talk to you. Do you mind meeting me in the library?”
you set down the metal tray next to the sink. turning to him with a bit of a blush going on. you had grown to love five with all of your heart but you knew where you stood on the ladder of society and anybody who moved and disrupted it was outcast by many or looked down on. So you never gave it a shot but you knew five had little to no shame and you knew what he was going to do but something in you came out before you could think logically “Sure five, just let me finish up okay?”
he nodded eagerly and headed out of the kitchen sparing you a glance making you nervous. Before he rounded the corner out of the kitchen.
You had to admit you made him wait longer than needed because you knew where this was heading and just knowing you were going to have to reject him and watch his face fall was hurting you.
You had changed out of your uniform that Mr bell had the maids and butlers wear. As you walked down the hall towards the grand library you thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad. What if he took it well because he knew he could get anyone better and wealthier and someone in his league. That made your stomach tighten worse and your heart hurt more. God you’d rather not think of this at all in fact.
Five was in the library, his fingers running across the spines of books he passed by. Gold lettering, red lettering, bold lettering, cursive lettering all sizes of books from big to short, small to large. 100 pages to 1,000 pages. 1,000 pages to 2,000 pages. Endless walls of books.
His fingers hooked onto the top of one of the books and pulled it from its perfect position on the shelf. The front in bold letters were written in gold cursive. Once the books cover was opened dust came puffing out. He coughed and swiped his hand away from the dust swirling in the air. Once the dust settled he looked at the book, his finger running across the book. His heart was hammering as he thought about you and what was to come. As he skimmed the pages of the book he saw words he wanted to see. Happy, exquisite, flower, petal…love. He knew it wasn't any sort of sign but his mind couldn't help but hope it was.
As he looked at the pages he suddenly began to notice words that were not exactly ones you’d want to see. Hatred, anger, plague, and as he read them his mind went a mile a minute unable to keep up as he saw one after the other disease, ugly, breakbreak, sadness, dea-
The door was pushed open making his head snap up and away from the noise of his own mind. You walked in dressed in a simple dress, having changed out of your uniform.
“Ah there you are.” he smiled coming to you standing a few feet away having slowed to stand next to a table. His hand rested on it.
You held your hands in front of you looking at him “yes i came when you called. After all, I won't leave you here waiting like that.”
He smiled gently and looked away. He closed the book, setting it on the table. A silence hung over both of you for a minute until you decided to break it.
Your eyes traveled to the book he had held earlier “light reading?”
He looked up at you oddly, his brows furrowing until your eyes pointed to the book and he followed and realized he was looking at you like you were an idiot for no reason at all.
“O-oh, Yeah! Well… sort of.” he sighed and decided to just rip the bandaid off. “y/n, i asked you to come here because i have something to tell you. I-”
You interrupted him “I know.”
His brows furrowed “what?”
“I know.” you repeated as though it were obvious.
“You know what?” he asked with an inquisitive tone.
“I know what you are going to say.”
He looked at you for a great deal of time as though you grew 4 heads and began to hiss.
“I hardly even got a word out.”
He gave a humorless laugh “y/n-” he tried to interrupt
“I know that you are going to say i love you but Mr hargreeves-”
“So we are on a last name basis now?”
“-i will have to reject your love because it is merely a lie-”
His voice rose into disbelief “A lie?!” he came towards you but you merely turned away walking away as he advanced and you continued to speak “What i feel is not a lie in fact i-”
You once again interrupted “‘its merely a placebo effect of being friends and meeting someone new. A relationship between us would never even work considering where we stand in the social hierarchy-”
His brows furrowed. "I beg your pardon?”
Your voice kept up a pace that was fast and did not trip despite how badly your heart hurt rejecting him “Our social classes are not compatible and you should be with someone who is within your-”
Five finally lost it “Y/N!” he grabbed your arm and spun you around to face him
You looked at him bewildered. “What are-”
He interrupted you this time “y/n i love you! I keep trying to tell you but you think you have it figured out and you wont even let me finish a sentence when im trying to talk!”
You ripped your arm away “You know as well as I do that you should be with someone in your league! This love can not come to fruition!”
He scoffed “I do not care what the hierarchy says i love you and thats final y/n!” he looked deep into your eyes as they were filled with emotion. You were shocked about how final he was with it.
He swallowed “I would move heaven and earth if that meant being by your side! I would face angered gods if that meant I can just lay in the same bed as you!” his chest heaved. Your heart beats faster.
“I…” his voice cracked as he tried to hold it together “i can not imagine a world where you are not there cause the day i cant find you, the day… you are not here with me is the day i stop breathing.”
He said it with such seriousness it almost scared you. Your heart hammered so fast it hurt. All the things you wished for were being laid out in front of you and like a dried worm that got its first drink of water you wanted to bask in it.
He moved in towards you so close chest to chest. His eyes intense with heat making your breath hitch in your throat.
“I love you. I will never love another like I do, you.” he said without missing a single beat. His eyes are soft and loving. His hand gently and slowly came to your cheek. You didn't move away.
For a moment all was still until you and him finally broke and you kissed him passionately which of course he returned. He kissed back his hands going into your hair.
You backed up onto a table. He pulled back, kissing down your neck. Behind you the desk had books on it. “Five the books we-”
Before you could say anything he pulled away and put his arm on the desk and swiped everything off the desk, having it fall onto the floor and papers going flying. You gasped. “Five! The books! Mr bell will-”
His mouth was latched to your neck. His tongue gave a gentle lick making a cooling balm on the red bitten skin. His hands down your body hosting you up onto the table a little farther so you don't fall.
Your own hands came to his chest and moved up to his face gently pulling it from your neck.
“Hm?” he said softly. His eyes searching yours hoping.
You smiled at him soothing him effectively “I love you too.”
Five's body relaxed and leaned down and kissed you once again.
You and five were together for some time before you and him were married. It was a beautiful wedding.
The horses in the carriage pulled you and him down the dirt road. Your wedding dress white and embroidered with flowers. He looked handsome in his suit.
As you passed by some of the people in a town you smiled out the window waving to them as children ran to keep up. You pulled your head back in.
“Darling, hand me the bouquet!” you said with a bright smile
five was mesmerized by you at that moment. Beautiful, carefree, happy. He promised the day he popped the question he would give you a life that you’d enjoy and love. He promised to be by your side.
you laughed a little “quickly!” you said with a playful voice.
“o-oh!” he grabbed the bouquet and handed it over “Sorry my love”
you smiled and grabbed it poking your head back out and threw the bouquet to the children which one of the little girls caught. The children stopped and waved to you before looking at the girl who caught the bouquet. all of them making a big fuss.
You poked your head back sitting back into your seat next to five. Your hand going into his. You and him leaned in kissing gently. Your hand holding his cheek. His hands went down your arms and held your hips pulling you closer.
you chuckled against his lips “Eager much?”
he smiled and kissed her gently “Maybe”
She pulled back “maybe?” you said with a playful incredulous tone.
he chuckled, pulling back “Yes maybe. What kinda person would I be if I just flat out said yes!”
“One who is truthful” you leaned in to capture his lips but he playfully pulled back.
“Oh one who is truthful huh?” he chuckled
you smiled as he leaned forward and kissed you.
It's been almost a year now. You and him were going strong. He was currently in his office talking about business with some important people.
You were currently enjoying a book you got. You walked down the hall, looking down at your book. You stopped at one of the large windows and looked outside. You had to double take when you saw someone outside next to the carriage.
you stepped closer to the window pulling back the white curtain.
outside was a man who had an umbrella over him. The man had dark clothes on with a chain going into his pocket holding a watch. His eyes were dark. He was pale as the moonlight. The man, like he could sense you, looked up to the window. His face was stern at first until it broke into an almost eerie smile. He raised a hand and gave a wave.
you knew it was probably stupid irrational fears making you weird so you waved back.
you looked away from your book to turn the page and when you looked back the man was gone. your brows furrowed in confusion.
You decided to just go about your day hoping it was just an odd moment.
you were going by one of the rooms and you saw that five were in one of the lounging rooms.
You giggled and snuck up behind him and put your hands over his eyes “Guess who?”
you made a face “Mr dorian of all people?”
he laughed and took your hands away from his eyes and turned to you hugging you “whats wrong, dont like Mr Dorian?" he pulled you to him kissing your neck.
you laughed and shoved at his shoulder to get him to look you in the eye.
“Absolutely not! do you see the way he looks at the ladies, married or not?”
he sighed “Yes i do. I don’t like him either. I keep telling Mr Bell to quit bringing him around but he just insists.”
you huffed “Of course he does.”
he smiled and took your hand. Your other hand went instinctively to his shoulder. You and him began to sway.
“You know I saw the strangest man outside early this afternoon.”
His brows furrowed “A odd man?”
you nodded “He has a pocket watch and an umbrella on a sunny day.”
“Maybe he didn't wanna burn up?”
you gave a thoughtful look “He was awfully pale. Almost sickly.”
he shook his head with a chuckle “Darling im sure it was nothing. Maybe it was a new butler of Mr Bells or maybe a friend of Dorians.”
you shook your head “I don't think it could’ve been. Shouldn’t he want to be with his friend or his employer? He gave me the strangest feeling. It's like he could tell I was watching him cause he looked up at the window and smiled at me.”
five sighed and gently pulled you closer laying your head on his chest.
“Love, I'm sure it's nothing.” he said trying to soothe you but it did little to soothe you. He felt an odd feeling to keep you closer. Watch over you.
you and him swayed longer and you felt his heart beat drum in your ears. You and his heart are slowing to one beat. you smiled.
“You know, maybe he was a ghost.”
he rolled his eyes and laughed “A ghost? really of all things?”
you pulled back “He’s coming to get you, five!”
he laughed “Oh really? You sure it's not to get you?!” he pulled you back and rolled you onto the couch making you give out a surprised laugh.
He kissed at your shoulders and collarbones and chest as his hands wandered to your sides, squirming them to tickle you.
you laughed kicking a little making your dress skirt fly around.
Five laughed “Not the kicking!”
“Bastard!” you playfully yelled hitting at his chest.
he gave a playful gasp “Bastard?! last i checked im your husband!”
you grabbed his hands holding them up and away from your sides. You were quite strong.
“Agh! foiled again.” he said softly with a big smile on his face.
you smiled and let go of his hand “Yes you are. My bastard husband. How does that sound, hm?”
he rolled his eyes “Oh alright” he said with fake sadness
you gently moved his face to look at you. You and his eyes locked and in that moment it felt so important. Needed if you will.
“Hi, my love” he said softly
“Hi, Darling” you said back
he leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips. His hand went back to your hip giving you instant goosebumps. Your left hand in his own hand was pinned gently to the couch next to your head and your other went into his hair gently pulling at the chocolate strands.
He groaned a little at a particularly harsh pull. His hand went to your leg pushing the skirt up, and hiking your leg up to his hip.
The kiss became heated. He pulled you up from the couch making you gasp and then laugh “Stronger everyday i see?”
“Better to pick you up with my dear.” he playfully flexed a little and you rolled your eyes
“Okay strongman, let's not feed your over inflated ego anymore.”
you and him ended up in the bedroom, him dropping you down. his top clothes coming off as you undid your corset. Your eyes burning for one another. He kissed you as reached behind you, grabbed the edge of the corset and yanked a side of it, loosening the strings in such a way that made you swallow.
“Its fabric, five. I'm sure someone weaker than you could do that too.”
He gave a dark eyed smile. “Well allow me to demonstrate”
“Oh!” you gave a surprised gasp as he was like a mad man but with a gentleness as to not hurt you ripped the corset off your body.
you panted gently you couldn't help the wetness between your thighs.
His dark eyes gently slid the arms of your dress off you and pulled down your body slowly revealing your naked body underneath.
His lips brushed and kissed down your chest, to your stomach till they were between your legs “Naughty girl. Nothing underneath?”
you swallowed watching him.
Like a leopard drinking from water his head buried between your thighs and drank from you.
your eyes closed and your head fell back as your back arched “Oh!”
~Timeskip anniversary night~
It's been a year of marriage. He never forgot a date. Especially one so important to you and him. He had gotten you a bouquet similar to the ones on the day of your wedding.
“Oh five, it's gorgeous.” you smiled softly smelling the sweet freshness of the flowers.
he took one of your hands and kissed the top of it “I have another surprise my dear.”
“oh another you say? trying to spoil me?”
he kept your hand in his and led you down the stairs towards the back door of the large home you and him lived in.
“Eyes closed! no peeking!”
you huffed playfully and closed your eyes. He led you carefully not to hurt you or have you trip.
“Alright my dear, open your eyes.”
you opened your eyes and found that the carriage you and him rode in on the day of the wedding.
You gasped running to it “I dont believe it!”
you marveled at the carriage surprised he even got it again “Five hargreeves, you devil!” you pulled him into a kiss
he smiled against your lips and pulled back “Come on darling. I have it for a few days so let's go for a ride.”
On the dirt path you and him in the carriage kissed gently. Your hand went into his hair. His hands moved from your shoulders to your hips pulling you closer much like the day you married. You smiled pulling back “Oh five this is the loveliest gift i could wish for.”
he smiled “Which one? the carriage or flowers?”
“Those are lovely but it's more lovely with you.”
you saw in his eyes that they sparkled at you saying that. His eyes were so soft in the way only you ever got to see.
he kissed you again and your eyes closed kissing back hands on his cheeks until the carriage shook. You gasped, pulling back, holding onto him this time.
The horses were bucking and neighing.
five held you close, protectively. “What on earth is-“
The carriage went wild again. You pulled away gently to look out the window.
“y/n no!” he was about to get your arm to pull you back. It was too late then.
you caught sight of the man you saw days before. The man with the pocket watch. he grinned an evil smirk with blood down his chin holding the carriage driver by the back of his neck. The man was dead, with a shocked face.
you gasped. Five pulled you away from the carriage window.
“y/n! what did you see?!”
Suddenly the carriage shook and bounced. The neighing was loud until it stopped entirely. You saw that the horses ran past the window and everything was still for a second.
you swallowed and looked to five. He looked at you and pulled you closer “It's okay, love. Just give it a minute ma-“
Suddenly like a giant picked it up, the carriage was rolled off the dirt path down the small hill.
Five heard you screaming. Wood splintered off flaying past him and you. Fabric torn. water and blood droplets going by.
He screamed your name but everything was too panicked to get an answer until the carriage hit a tree. That's when everything went dark.
When he came to, everything was dizzy and dark at first. He opened his eyes and found you were launched from the carriage. He saw your body a few feet away.
“u-ugh…oh god.” he tried to get up but he found he was stuck under the broken carriage, trapped. He began to panic again. “y/n! y/n!!!” he screamed but it was cut short by the pain.
He heard multiple footsteps come from the shadows with the forested area in front of him beyond your body.
he felt relief for a split second, thinking it was help arriving. “Oh my go- HELP US PLEASE!”
he panted from the sheer fear seeing you battered “Help my wife! please! oh god my wife!”
from the shadows came two women and two men. He recognized the man with the pocket watch. The man his wife spoke of.
“Oh god, thank you, please you have to help her.”
his eyes widened as they just stood there with a smirk.
“why…why aren’t you doing anything? help her!”
the man with the pocket watch smiled. It sent a feeling five didn't like down his spine “Help her?”
a woman with long blonde hair laughed as if any of this was funny.
Five tried to get up but he couldn't.
That's when the other man, a big brute of a man, came to him in an inhuman blur making five gasp. The man pulled him from the wood and threw five to the ground making him gasp.
the man kicked five in the stomach. The big brute of a man kicked and hit him till fives already battered body were stinging with pain.
you awoke with a start. You gasped seeing your husband being beaten. “No!!”
you tried to get up but the man with the pocket watch picked you up by the front of your dress pulling you to him.
“Now where are you off to, Butterfly?”
you kicked as he lifted you off the ground “Let me go!!!”
“No.” It was the driest no you have ever heard. Almost like you asked him a mundane question.
The man with the pocket watch looked at the big brute of a man.
The man supposed silas growled and picked up five facing him to the man with the pocket watch.
five spat out blood “What do you want? you can have anything just let her go!”
the man with the pocketwatch chuckled darkly. “Five hargreeves is it? you just dont understand do you? we want nothing of yours. you humans have nothing of value other than…” his eyes trained to y/n which made her kick again, the pain stinging her body made it hard.
five’s eyes widened assuming the worst “No stop it!”
the man with the pocket watch looked to five his eyes suddenly golden making five freeze “Hush now five. We will be quick.” The man with the pocket watches mouth open showing his fangs, long and sharp, glinting in the sun coming through the trees.
the short black haired woman snickered “Do it, Viktor!”
the man with the pocket watch, Viktor, sunk his fangs in. Y/n screamed as Viktor drank from her and then tore the flesh from the skin of her neck and shoulder. Blood immediately stained her skin and rolled down her body like a waterfall.
He wanted it to be a bad dream but it wasn't. He couldn’t believe it.
Tears stung five's eyes. He watched as one of the women took a cup and held it to y/n's body filling the glass with the bloody waterfall.
“Stop! Don't you touch her!” five yelled tears down his face.
Silas punched five in the stomach to hush him making five gasp with an oof!
Viktor looked to five, your blood down his chin.
“Her blood is the sweetest. We have been stalking her for days trying to lure her but you…you were always there. Or some other buffoon. We just decided to do it now. Make it an “accident”. It was the only way afterall”
five tried to get out of Silas's grasp but it did nothing.
Silas threw five to the ground and kicked him more and more.
Five felt every sickening crack. Every feeling of Silas' foot into his body. It hurt like hell.
“alrigh thats enough silas” silas backed off immediately.
Five looked up at Viktor as he threw your body to him.
fives eyes widened as he crawled to you and sat up with a cry of pain. He pulled your body to him. your head in his lap. “o-oh y/n” tears streamed his face “I-im sorry i…”
his hand traced your face.
viktor and his posse were walking away when five looked up at them with anger “Im gonna kill you!!”
Viktor stopped. His friends looked back at Viktor as he turned around. “Oh will you?”
Five with anger looked at Viktor. “You either kill me now so i can reunite with my wife or i kill you first” five knew what he was asking and in him he hoped to be killed for you.
viktor smirked “I wont kill you. That would be to easy. That would make the suffering less enjoyable. We feast on blood but the suffering…for us that brings delight to our dinners.”
Viktor looked at silas and silas pounced on five sinking his fangs in and drank. Five pushed and hit but Silas kept drinking until he pulled away.
Five felt dizzy. Body aching. Oh god he felt sick. His teeth hurt.
Viktor laughed out loud, taking amusement in fives confusion “Look at you! like a newborn lamb learning to walk!”
five stood gently laying you down “i…ill k..kill you..”
viktor smirked as five ended up falling back down to the ground. “Rest, five. This new change will surely be a shock.”
Fives world began to grow dark and the dizziness took over “no…”
viktor and his group began to leave “NO!! NO YOU COME BACK!!”
viktor smirked “Au revoir, Mr Hargreeves"
Five tried to get to them to kill them but five passed out.
By the time five woke up he found it grew dark. He looked at you laying on the ground having been dead for hours now. Your body is cold. Tears came to his eyes.
He sat up. He found that his body was miraculously healed. He quickly crawled to you and held you to his chest. “o-oh, y/n…no.”
His head fell onto your chest as he cried. He cried out in anger at the world around him but never at you, never you. His eyes caught the scent of something. He looked over and saw a silk cloth. He picked it up and knew immediately it belonged to Viktor. That bastard. He will find him.
He sat in the ran at your funeral. His heart was breaking more and more till it was nothing but powder. His chest ached he needed you here. He couldn't bare it.
Your body lowered into that ground and he couldn't stand it. The concrete slab placed over your tomb.
for months to come he was angry. He had gotten rid of everyone in his manor. Every maid, every butler, every business man. Everyone. When anyone suggested marrying someone else he lashed out.
Mr Bell one day came to fives manor. He stepped inside taking off his hat as he entered the fives office. “Five, my boy.”
five didn't look at him. Five days has avoided the human world and has found solitude in his office. Afraid to look at what was and what he has become.
Mr Bell waited for an answer but got none “five. It's been days now. You really should come out now. Maybe find a new dame to marry.”
fives head snapped to him “No.”
Mr Bell just has to push though. He came to fives side “Now come five. Surely a mere once maid is not that much of importance.”
five stood in anger. His fangs in his mouth hurt. “How dare you soil her name! She was my wife! the only woman i ever loved!”
Mr bells eyes grew scared for a minute but they calmed “Oh come now! there plenty of women worthy of your attention. I never understood why y/n. Honestly probably only wanted you for your mo-“
five had enough. How dare he spit on your name and rub the wound with salt. He hasn't eaten in days afraid to do so for fear of what he was but he saw red and grabbed Mr Bell causing him to scream as he sunk his fangs into his flesh and drank from him till he grew pale and limp and cold.
Five threw Mr bell down and panted blood down his chin and a little down his neck. He licked his fangs of the blood. He felt replenished, full.
For years to come he would feast upon those that stumbled upon his manor or if no one came along he would hunt them down though he preferred his prey came to him. Five grew cold and distant. He also was in constant pain. His heart is in a constant ache.
He was at the foot of the bed you and him used to lie down in together and his heart ached. He fell to his knees crawling to your side of the bed, his hands gripping the sheets that once covered your body you used to lie in and tried to lay his head on your pillow and take in your faded scent. It wasn't enough.
He cried out his hands gripping the sheets so tight his fists turned white. He stood and went to the closet ripping open the door and going to the chest that held the dress you wore on the wedding day he buried his face into the dress but it has been overtaken by the scent of dust.
“FUUUCK!!!” five put the dress back in and slammed it closed. He went to the window and looked out at where your grave was. He looked at the fresh flowers he put there days ago.
He ran down the flight of stairs and marched through the grand hall slamming open the doors.
Once he reached your tomb he couldn't bear it any longer knowing your body was in there. He began to slide the slab open to get to your his heart aching tears down his cheeks.
The whole time memories were playing. You and him together outside in the sun, the laughs you and him shared, the dancing, the love, the gentle touches and the whispered i love you’s, the nights fawning, the nights dreaming. All of it is gone. Now he dreamed of you next to him once again, in his arms.
He threw open the slab letting it fall to the ground. He gazed inside but all he saw was bones. His heart dropped seeing just your bones. He forgot it's been hundreds of years.
Everything came hitting him at once, the people he drank from, the people he hunted, his lover in the ground, the solitude. He swallowed.
“No no no no!!” he went into the coffin trying to take your hand. Somewhere in his brain he was convinced if he had opened the tomb you would be there waiting for him with a smile but he knew it was fantasy and want. He screamed in agony at his lost love.
He withdrew completely from society. He threw his gates closed and never came back out. He only fed upon what came to him. Rats and birds if he must.
He locked himself away in the manor never to be seen by the public eye.
++500 years later - present day++
A group of women headed towards the old manor. Jessie laughed “Come one guys! Hurry! I wanna see if the legends are true!” she wiggled the fingers on her hands as a way of teasing.
Angie swatted her hands away “Jess come on knock it off. This place gives the creeps i dont need you making it worse.”
Michelle pointed her flashlight at the big rusty gate “There it is guys.”
Angie stopped. “Oh god it's worse than I thought.”
“Yeah it is. Wonder if it closes on you you will snap in half?” jessie asks like a serious question
Jessie laughed “what! come on, would it? What do you think, y/n?” jessie looked to you who was behind them all looking around.
Michelle sighed “Dont mind her guys she is in la la land.”
“I am not in la la land, Michelle. I'm thinking, same as you.”
“Yes well im thinking of more important things while you think of whatever nonsense decides it needs to occupy you. Just like your fantasy realms.” Michelle looked over at you pointing at the flashlight.
your hand came to block the light “It was not a fantasy realm! It was a dream! It felt so real…”
Jessie rolled her eyes “Yeah and I'm free willy. You cant stop talking about your fantasy realms-“
“dream realms” you corrected mid way.
Jessie sighed and looked away.
you blushed gently feeling embarrassed by this convo and a little unappreciated. Do you really talk about it that much?
Michelle continued to inspect the gate. “Okay guys, maybe there's another e- JESSIE!”
Jessie was climbing the gate, having ran and jumped onto it like an idiot and began to climb. “what?”
“You're gonna get hurt or worse, tetanus!” michelle yelled
your brows furrowed "I'm pretty sure tetanus is the same thing as getting hurt, michelle.”
jessie laughed as she climbed up and over the gate “Come y/n you know she doesnt care”
angie stomped her foot “come on, Jessie! just open the damn gate! I'm already freaked out out here, it's not gonna be any better over there!”
your brows furrowed. Jessie opened the gate and let everyone in. The manor was old and worn down a little but not unlivable. It was just worn from time. Grass overgrown and vines crawling up the sides of the manor. as you and everyone headed towards the door your brows furrowed.
“So…why are we at this manor, exactly?” you furrowed your brows stopping at the bottom of the steps looking at the worn door. You focused on the details of the door. The chipped wood and suddenly felt your head sting for a second making you hiss.
Angie noticed “you okay?”
you nodded as Michelle stepped up the steps and stopped and look to you. “Do you know the story of this mansion?” she smirked
Angie swallowed “Come on Michelle, not that story again! It's scary!”
your brows furrowed farther. You jumped when jessie popped up out of nowhere with a leaf and twig in her hair. “Dont be such a pussy, angie.” she looked to michelle “Come on michelle! entertain us.”
you looked from jessie to michelle “Whats the story michelle?”
Michelle smirked and set down the lantern on the stone railing and leaned against it looking at you. “Legend says that a wealthy man lived in this very mansion. He had a beautiful wife who died from a wolf attack. Her neck and shoulder were torn apart beyond repair. Heartbroken, he locked himself away in the tower where he cursed this world and was turned to a creature of the night forced to live on in pain and grief.”
your eyes widened. your heart hammered. You knew it was just a stupid story but it had you looking up at the towering manor walls and windows in anxiety. You swallowed.
“Stop it, Michelle.” Angie said, scared clinging to your side.
michelle just continued heading down the stairs slowly towards you “Its said that he stays in the manor hoping for his beloved to come inside and if its not who he yearns for-“
“stop it!” angie yelled but michelle ignored her
“you are sent screaming!” Michelle gets in your face making you jump.
Michelle makes a thoughtful face “Or…”
“theres an or?” you asked but once again michelle just continues.
“Or you're never seen again! torn apart by his jaws and drained dry!”
your eyes were wide with fear. this time you pleaded “michelle stop.”
Michelle laughed “God you guys are wusses maybe jessie was right.”
Jessie chuckled and hoisted herself up to sit onto the stone railing opposite of Michelle.
“Why would we be here then?” you swallowed nervously looking between them all.
Angie looked to michelle “Mimi dont-“
Jessie interrupted Angie, “Oh shut up Angie!”
Michelle smirked and looked from Jessie to you, “You, our new best friend, are gonna head inside.”
you gave her a dumbfounded stare “…”
They looked at you expectantly except for Angie.
you stared back “THE FUCK I AM! Why in the everloving fuck would i go into the creepy mansion with a possible demon-“
“Vampire.” Michelle corrected it like it made it better.
you threw your arms in frustration “WHO GIVES A FUCK WHAT IT IS OR THE FUCKING TECHNICALITY IS! IT'S HAUNTED FOR SURE! I AM NOT ABOUT TO DIE BECAUSE I HAVE TO PROVE SO-“
Michelle gripped your shoulder “Listen listen. I know that sounds messed up but…we all did this before. Think of it as a right of passage.”
you scoffed “Yeeeaaahh, fuck that and fuck you guys i’m out.”
you turned to leave but apparently they weren’t having it. Michelle pulled open the manor door. She looked at Jessie and Jessie giggled hopping off the railing. Angie went wide eyed in fear.
It was too late by then. Jessie and Michelle grabbed you, dragging you back to the manor.
“NO NO!! LET ME GO YOU FUCKS!!” you kicked and screamed.
They laughed. Michelle pulled you along with Jessie. “Come on, y/n! Go explore!”
Jessie laughed and helped chuck you into the manor.
You hit the floor and looked up at them. They smirked as they closed the door. You scrambled up to try and leave but the door slams.
You kick at the door and slam your fists “You fucking bitch! open the door!!”
you sigh as nothing happens as they cackle behind it. your head lays on the door. The dark was so suffocating. You jump when you hear a noise. You look to see the barely moonlit window that was small next to the window was shimmying open and they put the lantern inside.
You eye twitched “OH HOW NICE OF YOU, ASSHOLE!”
you sighed and rubbed your eyes with annoyance. you tried the door again but it just didn't work. “FUCK!” You kicked the door but immediately regretted it cause it hurt like hell. “Aw shit ow!” you groaned holding your foot. You hissed in pain until you heard something down one of the dark halls making you gasp and fall back.
you tried to see through the pitch blackness past the light of the lantern but nothing but darkness was there. You swallowed hard. Your heart hammered against its bone cage.
You scrambled up and grabbed the lantern. you swallowed holding out. You looked around a little and saw not a soul in sight. Along the walls it was peeled and underneath was cracked plaster or wood that was old. It smelt like dust and mildew.
You tilted your head at a peeled part of the wallpaper. your hand reached out to the curled paper and began to unroll it back into its natural place revealing the beautiful pattern on top of a deep red. As you admired the beautiful dust covered wallpaper you noticed something odd. It looked like this wallpaper wasn't the first. You weren’t surprised it was common for homes like this to just plaster on new wallpaper. You gently peel it back and reveal the first wallpaper in the home. It was an inviting calming blue with white patterns.
Just as you saw that it's like everything pulse and something merged with this point in time. You gasped in pain pulling your hand away to hold your head in your hand letting the paper roll back into its curl.
Your eyes hurt and your head hurts. You groaned and opened your eyes and blinked. You looked back at the curled wallpaper. You nervously looked down the hall, your hands shaking. You knew you shouldn't but something was telling you you should. You grabbed the lantern tighter and held it up to light your way and with a shaking step began to traverse your way down the wall. There was dust kicking up and sometimes wood you’d kick and scare the shit out of yourself with.
“Old fucking house! Stupid fucking friend making. I should’ve stayed home and slept.” you huffed. You screamed when something flapped on by. It made a quiet squeaky noise. your heart beat so fast as you lifted the lantern and saw a couple bats.
you sighed “Fucking bats.”
you yelped when you heard something move down the hall. “Old creaky house. stupid bats..” but in all honesty it was wishful thinking.
you continue down the hall. You ended up finding a wood table that still stood. With the curiosity that did shine through some, not so well hidden, fear, you stepped to it investigating.
The table had an old broken lamp perched on top. Your head started to throb again.
you hissed and held the wall. Your hands went to the drawer and opened it. Inside was a necklace. Your vision blurred and went into a memory not of your own or was it? you saw your hands putting it into the drawer.
You fell back and screamed holding your head. It throbbed so bad. The feeling subsided leaving you panting. You felt that call to go farther. You looked to the end of the hall and saw that a flicker of light was there like from a candle. your eyes widened. you stood and grabbed your lantern. you quickly made your way down the hall trying not to trip.
you were so close to the end of the hall until you fell. You gasped hissing in pain. Your arm had been cut from the glass and wood on the floor. You ha do a tear fall. Your looked for your lantern. You saw that it had rolled towards the wall. The fire inside lit up the wall. Your eyes caught the edge of a painting and it lit up the frame of an old wood. Your eyes traveled up it and you gasped in horror standing in shock.
It was your face. You were dressed in a beautiful blue dress that fit hundreds of years ago. You couldn’t believe it. That. was. you.
you shakingly stood forgetting the pain in your arm. You grabbed the lantern away, shaking. You swallowed lifting it to the painting showing your face more. You gasped in shock as the other side was ripped apart but your face intact. your hand went to the side that was ripped apart. Your hand picked up a side of the canvas and gently pulled it back to where it would be on the wood frame.
you saw a pair of green eyes stare back at you. So full of life and happiness. you wondered who could've possibly been angry with this man. you gasped when you heard another sound spinning to it. A shadow was moving around the corner at the end of the hall. It moved around until it disappeared.
Now you had to know what the fuck was going on. You grabbed the lantern and bolted down the hall. Your steps echoed. You heard whispers of a conversation you don’t remember. You turned the corner and saw the door cracked just wide enough to let out light. You placed the lantern down on a table nearby and headed towards the light. You pushed open the door and saw a bedroom. Your brows furrowed. It was like it was kept intact. How odd. Wouldn't time wear it away? The candles lit up the room, making shadows on the wall.
You felt something on the door. Your eyes widened as you traced the lines that ran down the door.
your head turned back to the room stepping further. The bed was canopied with old fabrics, a desk that was in disorder with papers and ink and a quill, paintings, artifacts and many random things before her time.
Your brow furrowed seeing the ink. It was practically fresh. Your fingers took the quill gently brushing the feathers and then picking it from the ink it dripped. It hadn't dried up over the years, molded, anything! perfect ink.
“This is too odd…i should go.” you were going to leave until a wind blew by you and it carried unintelligible whispers. You shivered and ended up looking to where the wind was carried. A wardrobe.
The wardrobe was large and wooden with patterns of vines carved into it. It shined a little in the light. The wood was still polished. You knew you should leave but something called you farther. Your hands shakily reached the wardrobe handlebars and pulled open the door. Your head throbbed once again but lightly this time.
you heard gentle laughing that sounded like a man and a woman. Listening to it better you recognized that laugh as yours and the mans…you had no idea but it was so familiar.
you pulled away some clothes inspecting each one. Old suits, sleepwear, vests, until you came across a blue dress. The same one from the painting makes your head hurt. You ignored it and went deeper. A red dress, a throb once again. A dress dress, a throb but far worse. Until you felt the texture of lace. You pulled it into view. wedding dress and veil. You screamed in pain. Tears streamed your face from the pain from the pain that would stop. Memories too fast for you to comprehend ran through your head. You covered your ears as you heard the words from the memories flooding your senses. Until suddenly it stopped. The candles flickered and a sound happened in the room. You slowly stood straight. Your hands gently fall away.
Suddenly a hand shot out shutting the wardrobe making you scream and turn around, your back hitting the wardrobe.
there you saw someone you didn't know. It was a man with tousled hair and old clothing that definitely didn't fit your era.
his eyes were wild and filled with something your fear ridden brain wasn’t comprehending
“Who are you?!” you quickly slipped away from him. You took steps away from him, your back hitting the desk.
he was to you in a flash "Don't run from me. Not after you just came back to me.”
you gave a confused look. No this is not possible. How could you come back? You didn't even know him!
“You must be mistaken i-“
“i am never mistaken. I know who you are” he came closer towards you. You kept trying to move away but he kept coming closer.
“And I think you know who you are, don't you?”
you swallowed your back and hit the bed post.
he came so close you turned your head away. His hand came to your cheek and you flinched but he didn't move his hand away. He gently turned your head to him “Open your eyes, my love.”
your heart beats quickly. The term of endearment felt foreign yet familiar. You opened your eyes to look at him.
“I don't understand.” you said with a shaky voice.
He caressed your cheek with his thumb.
“I don’t understand it either. I have been waiting for you for hundreds of years.” you can hear your heart beat fast. His hand went from your cheek to the tips of his fingers dragging across your skin to your heart. His touch leaving goosebumps behind. He laid his hand on your heart, his eyes closing.
you looked at him strangely as memories not your own appeared in your mind.
“Okay well…” your hand took his gently pushing it away “This is off but whoever you think i am i am not. So please i must get going”
“No!” His eyes flew into a panic and took your wrist in his “You do not understand-“
“You're right I don't!" you tried to rip away but he was strong “You are just some strange man i happened to come across! Now let g-“
“No! i wont! I waited hundreds of years! You may not believe me but you know it to be true! Those memories…you can't tell if they are real.” he said so close to you, your nose’s touched.
your eyes widened. How did he know?
“They aren't fake. They are real.” when his mouth opened you saw the fangs. The sharp glistening teeth. Your eyes widened and you gasped your hand successfully ripping from his hand
he smiled gently “When i lost you the man who killed you turned me into this beast. The ultimate suffering. Hundreds of years without you by my side and watching everyone I know die.”
He was so close you felt his breath on your face. The memories flashing behind your eyes but none of it made sense yet. It almost felt blurry but clear. Like you were supposed to know. Like they were a precious photograph that had far too much dust.
“Starting with you.” his hand went to your cheek again and this time you didn't pull away. You leaned into it. His face went into your neck gently dragging the tip of his nose down your neck, his lips gently dragging along. He could feel your pulse underneath and your blood laid beneath the skin that drove him wild.
“Though I may be a creature of the night I don't always enjoy blood. It usually depends.”
he chuckled and kissed the crook of your neck “I can tell yours will be the sweetest. The blood of my lover.”
you swallowed and gently pulled away “Who am i to you?”
his face became sorrowful. You don’t remember. Not fully atleast. “You, y/n, were the love of my life. You were a maid at Mr Bell's manor. A wealthy man who i did frequent business with”
your mind, though you did not know a Mr bell, produced an image of Mr bell. An older man who was a bit on the larger side. He was very boisterous and loud. He was too old to care about images all that much. You got a faint memory of dropping a small tin of foreign spices that puffed up and ruined your dress and you had to scrub for hours.
Five continued his eyes soft as he reminisced “You were a maid and I was a wealthy man. We fell in love and I made every excuse to see you.”
you got a faint memory of peeking around a corner to see him, a broom held tight in your hands as you tried to stay slightly out of sight as he spoke to Mr bell.
This was all too much. You sat down on the bed rubbing your temples. He looked down at you. He sighed, he kneeled in front of you “What's wrong my dear?”
“It's all too much. I'm your past lover? things are foggy? i just…” you sighed deeply
his face downturned and he stood. Your brain was fogged which was understandable. Worlds and timelines colliding was never exactly a good feeling. He took your hands away from your face and turned your face to him "Aren't i your bastard husband?”
your eyes were confused until a memory came through making your eyes widen. You remember.
“Bastard…” you said looking into his eyes
he came closer to you hand on your cheek his lips so close “Bastard? last i checked im your husband.”
your memory flashed in and out from the past to now. Flickering between his smiling face to his now focused intense face. A face that has seen many lifetimes.
you grabbed ahold of his face hands on his cheek bringing him closer as you regained your memories. Each and everyone of them no longer blurry. All was revealed.
“My bastard husband.” you kissed him gently. Lips moving against his own. His hands moved to pull you closer. He savored your lips like wine. His lips unwilling to let go of you like you were his religion.
“I missed you” he said with a tear down his cheek.
“I missed you and i didnt even know it yet.” you said, holding his cheek. “Im so sorry i should have-“
“No no dont you be sorry dont you ever say sorry!” he pulled away looking at you. “It's not your fault.”
tears began to stream down your cheeks. It was all too much for a new reason.
his thumb wiped away your tears “Why do you cry, my love?”
“I left you. I left you alone.”
he shook his head. “It wasn't your fault! You were murdered in cold blood. I was locked out of death.”
you swallowed and looked into five eyes. You couldn’t believe you were here with him now. After hundreds of years.
you chuckled a little through a tear.
he smiled “Why are you laughing?”
“i can’t believe believe we found each other."
his brows furrowed “How is that funny?”
“We always said we would be together in every lifetime. I don't think this is what we had in mind.”
he couldn't help but smile and pulled you close into a hug.
Angie swallowed nervously as Jessie was sitting on a small brick wall as Michelle watched the old manor.
Angie spoke up, breaking the silence “Michelle, maybe we should go there now. She hasn't come out yet.”
jessies head spun to her “what?! no! That's not fun at all!”
Michelle didn't say anything yet. She just stared at the old manor. her eyes very clearly thinking of what to do next.
Angie looked at her tilting her head to be more in her peripheral “Please?”
Jessie scoffed “Come on. She’s probably fine. It is dark there anyway. Maybe she is just a bug baby.”
Michelle looked to Angie, seeing her pleading eyes and back to Jessie. “I have to agree with Angie. It's been too long even if she is afraid of the dark.”
Jessie gave a long winded ugh “God fine! you guys are so fucking boring!”
Angie gave a sigh of relief and nervously went with Michelle towards the manor. Jessie followed behind with the reluctance of a child being told no.
They entered the house leaving the door cracked open to be able to find it easier from the light of the moon shining through. There lantern
held up as they made it down the hall.
angie tried to cling to jessie but jessie hit her off
“the hell are you doing?!” jessie whisper yelled
Angie whimpered, "I'm scared!”
“I do not care, get off of me!”
Michelle stopped and shushed them “Shut up! shush!”
They stopped and looked at her. Jessie’s brows furrowed. Though she pretended she wasn't afraid, she was.
Angie squeaked and stopped as Michelle stopped “what?”
Jessie stayed quiet and listened with her. They heard an odd sound. It was a gentle moaning.
Angie went wide eyed “Oh my god she is hurt! what if she is dying?!”
Michelle shook her head “no…that's not the sound of someone dying.”
Jessie agreed, nodding her head. That's not the sound of pain.
They headed down the hall and lifted the lantern, seeing the old lamp they paid no mind to and the old wallpaper. They then saw the edge of the painting.
Michelle's brows furrowed coming to it and lifting it up and actually looked at the painting.
Jessie’s face furrowed scrunching in disbelief “Wait that looks like-“ she gasped, turning down the hall where a light was shining like a well lit room.
Angie swallowed, turning to where Jessie was looking. She jumped a little seeing shadows moving.
Michelle was the last to look. Michelle started to head towards it, her heart hammering now. Angie whimpered “Michelle no!”
Michelle turned the corner heading down the hall “Guys this is stupid nothing is-“ she gasped her eyes going wide.
She was peeking into the room. She saw that you were on the bed back slightly arched as the old blankets surrounded you and five. Her eyes widened seeing a slight trickle of blood down your chest as he fed from you.
Michelle stumbled back from the fear bile coming to her throat from the unexpected sight.
Jessie Angie ran over and they looked at each other seeing Michelle's state of being.
Jessie being the adventurous one went to see “It can't be that bad." Jessie paled when she peeked inside
Angie went wide-eyed “what?”
Jessie didn't answer, she only watched.
Inside the room you were laid on the bed with five over you. His head was dipped into the junction between your shoulder and neck as he drank from you. Your neck was sticky with your own blood and the room was echoing with your sounds of pleasure and of his delight as he pulled blood from you.
your hand was in his hair as he had you gently pinned. Your bodies are so close together. His hand holding yours with your fingers interlocked.
It was shocking to see the sight. Of course it would be. It's some dude they didn't know drinking your blood.
Angie had no time to look inside when Jessie slammed the door the rest of the way open getting five and your attention. “GET OFF HER Y-“
Five's head snapped to Jessie droplets of blood coming from his mouth. His eyes a piercing yellow making Jessie's heart stop for just a moment.
Michelle stood and pushed Jessie back making her stumble.
Your brows furrowed “Michelle? wha-“
“michelle came forward to pull you from him. She didn't care about you much but she definitely didn't want a murder on her hands or something like that.
“Get off of her you blood sucker!”
five roared with anger and stood “You will not keep me from her!”
Michelle gasped in fear for a second. She did a quick look around. Jessie then yelled holding a piece of wood that was sharp at the end.
Michelle grabbed the wood and came at five slicing at him as five stepped back.
you stood in a panic but you stumbled. The bloodloss throwing you off balance “mi…michelle please dont!”
Michelle kept advancing, slashing at five “Stay away!!”
five kept backing away and it was towards a window making you realize he was doomed to fall “No! five!”
By then it was too late. He fell out of the window making Michelle's eyes widen.
“NOOOO!!!” you screamed running to the now broken window shoving Michelle out the way.
angie had gasped covering her mouth
jessie was wide eyed in shock
you looked out the window holding the now broken frame looking down at the ground seeing five below. Your eyes widened and tears came to them as you saw he was impaled by the sharp wood that splintered off of the frame from him.
you bolted out of the room. Jessie tried to stop you holding onto your arms but you pushed and kicked out of that.
“Y/n wait!” jessie yelled
Angie watched you go down the hall and Michelle stood in the room in shock.
you had tears run down your face as you ran down the hall and stairs. You tripped hitting the ground but you scrambled up not even bothering to dust yourself off. Your body dragged you to him. You ended up outside scrambling down the front steps and running around the side of the manor where he would be.
When you got there you couldn't find him. Only the wood that was bloody and leaking and splintered. Your eyes followed a path of blood that went towards the forest. tears streamed your face and you fell to your knee’s. You were sure he got dragged off by wolves “YOU FUCKING BASTARADS!!!”
you screamed. Your eyes leaking tears till you could physically cry no more.
you had dragged yourself to your home. You entered your house with this dead look to the world. Something in you told you not to let go just yet but you brushed the feeling aside. You knew he was dead and gone. When you passed by your bedroom you heard a groaning from within. Your brows furrowed. You stepped closer to turn the knob when you heard it again, making you hesitate. You gasped and stopped for a second. You pushed open the door to see a mass of something on your bed writhing and moving. You shakily flicked the switch and then you saw it. It was five!!
you ran inside the bedroom kissing his face and lips.
“Oh I thought you were dead! I thought you were stabbed through the heart and dragged away by wolves!”
The thought only now just occurred. How did he live? You stopped and pulled back looking at him “Wait how are you alive? you were impaled! Don't you die from that?”
he chuckled hissing a little in pain. He wasn't quite healed up which you also now just noticed ripping you from your joy from seeing him alive. “Oh Jesus Christ! Your bleeding, here let me-“
he took your arm “No no its okay. I'm healing.”
you tried to rip away “No you crazy bastard you can't heal on you-“
that caught your attention when you looked at him.
“I'm healing on my own. I'm a vampire, remember.”
your brows furrowed “You can do that?”
he nodded and pulled you down gently to sit down next to him
“Wait but I thought a stake through the heart would kill you?”
he chuckled while sitting up a little. “First of all it was the wrong kind of wood and second it missed my heart.”
you looked at where he was stabbed and lifted his shirt. His skin smooth and littered with random freckles had a hole that was healing and made you jump a little at the sight. You're not exactly used to seeing things like this.
“You really do heal on your own. That's so strange.”
he smiled, taking my cheek in his hand pulling your attention to him. His hand traveled to the back of your neck gently pulling you down to kiss him. you melted into the kiss holding his cheeks. he melted right into you. His hands going down to your waist pulling you into his lap.
you hovered not fully relaxing onto him.
He noticed and pulled back “Why aren't you relaxing?”
“i dont wanna hurt you. You're still healing.”
he smiled and lifted his shirt again so you could see. You literally watched as the last bit of his wound healed before your very eyes making you a bit queasy. you made a queasy sick filled noise.
“Woah there dont puke on me!”
you shook your head breathing in and out till it left “sorry but thats not natural”
he laughed “well no shit im a vampire and that's not natural at all now is it?”
you couldn't really argue there. You just shut him up with another kiss. His eyes closed as he kissed you back. He then flipped you over making you gasp “Five! your wound!”
he smiled and kissed your cheek moving down to your neck stopping over where he had bit down earlier. He looked up at you giving you a silent reminder
he smiled, kissing the punctures “Let me turn you, y/n. Please…Stay with me for eternity.”
you looked into his eyes. His eyes were begging and wanting. you want to stay with him for forever but the fear of eternity was real. You swallowed “what about the end of the world?”
he smiled “If the world is gonna end soon then i would rather have that with you then anyone else.”
you smiled now and kissed him gently. He kissed back and soon the desperation, the fear and love that was held onto for centuries broke free once again. Hands roaming and bodies close.
His tongue swiped at your bottom lip asking permission to kiss you which you obliged. His tongue danced with yours and a part of you seemed to relax. A part of you that had been hiding for those centuries waiting to be unlocked was relaxing into him.
Your hands went to his cheeks holding him closer. His hands went to your clothes and gently pulled away. His fingers fiddling with the buttons. “Please?” His eyes were begging and pleading but they left room for rejection.
You looked into his eyes watching the emotions in those green orbs that left you breathless and wanting.
“Are you sure?” your hand traveled to where his wound was “you sure your not-“
He took the hand that traveled to where his healed wound was and brought it under his shirt to let you feel the healed smooth skin. He knew that your brain still didn’t comprehend the fact he was an immortal being that healed quickly. He had to let you feel it and know.
“Yes…im alright, my love.”
you smiled as your hands traced the skin that once was a gaping wound. Your mind clicks pieces together that they refused to before “Right…”
Your mind was scrambled.your moans loud and untamed. His hands on your body felt like they were burning you alive. His hands gripped your waist, pulled your hair, made you his.
Your own body made him yours. He was losing his mind feeling your tight warmth wrapped around him making every memory of his centuries of loneliness be written over.
You looked up at him as he held your legs on his shoulders. He gripped your thighs hard leaving indents that made you grow tighter.
He chuckled his fangs coming out more. “You like my hands, my love? You always have.”
You watched as his hand traveled up your body over every curve and every part of you like you were his temple until they wrapped around your throat. Making you whine.
“There we go, good girl.you got so tight around me just now.”
His length hit spots within you no man in your past ever could. Your body felt on fire with his touch.
He felt whole again now that he had you with him again. Your hands on his body left him reeling. Every word, every moan, every whimper, every sound had him grasping for you more.
His name tumbling from your lips had him looking down at you. You kept repeating it over and over. He was lost for a minute till your hand reached to grab his jaw so he had to look at you. It made his cock twitch with a pleasant surprise of you taking control. He swallowed for a minute ‘yes my love?”
You panted your pupils blown wide and your chest heaving up and down. Your breasts gently moving up and down from the air you gripped back into your lungs as he slowed so you can talk. “Bite me.”
His eyes blew wide and almost like his teeth weren't his own they fully unsheathed unwillingly to go back from once they came like an erection that refused to go down.
“You don't mean that. It's the heat of the moment.” His eyes held insecurity but understanding.
You smiled gently "I didn't answer you from before this. The answer was yes then and it still is now. Bite me and turn me, hargreeves. Turn me.”
He growled, unable to hold it back anymore. His hips slammed into you like a jackhammer. He was unwilling to let up. Your head fell back as you felt your stomach tighten. His cock began to twitch. He groaned and just as you both were about to hit your peaks he rushed down and bit you. Sinking his fangs into the junction between your shoulder and neck.
You gasped, eyes blowing wide and your breath stopping for a minute as he pulled blood from you this time with a purpose of turning you and not just to feed and become closer. Your body was rigid for a moment from the shock until a lightness came over you and then a warmth. A pleasurable warmth that adds to your orgasm. Your head fell to the side giving more room for him.
He groaned as his cock twitched as well and with one final slam of his hips his cock buried deep inside you and his cum painted your walls white making you cum harder. You held onto his shoulders as your mouth dropped open. His hips continued to move letting you both ride the wave of your shared orgasm.
Once you both calmed he pulled his teeth from your flesh watching as your wound dripped a little bit of blood. He licked it from your shoulder causing your sensitive body to shudder. “Jesus five calm down.” you jokingly said making his lopsided smile appear on his face.
You smiled up at him. You felt a dull ache where your teeth were at. Making your brows slightly scrunch and your hand going to where it is. He gently pulled them away.
“It's gonna hurt like that until they come in.”
You nodded “When does it stop?”
You tried to sit up but you couldn't even do it. You yelped when you got dizzy. “Oh shit-”
He gently held you laying you back down “you're gonna be dizzy for a minute my love.”
“I'm scared, five.” you said swallowing as your vision went in and out again and the trauma of the crash hundreds of years before came to the forefront of your mind.
“It's okay. I will be with you the whole time. Nothing bad will happen.” his hand came to your forehead gently pushing back the hair that stuck to your forehead.
Your panting became more even as your panic subsided.
“Let's stay like this for a while,” you said, holding him just above his elbow.
He nodded “we can stay like this as long as you need” he was about to pull his cock out but you whimpered and grabbed him tighter “dont…not yet…”
He went wide eyed “are…are you sure?”
You nodded and he smiled and pulled you closer. He looked at you and you looked at him back. You smiled gently. “He rested his forehead on yours. You smiled
His heart flipped hearing those words again that he desperately needed to hear.
Your lips met in a sweet kiss, hearts beating as one unlike the unsynced rhythm of close but distant hearts of memories that once were.
Your hand gently touched his cheek pulling him in deeper.
He pulled away after the kiss and you smiled, cheeks flushed and you chuckled a little. He soon smiled again and followed in suit.
The blankets were grabbed and thrown over you both as the rain outside gently came down and onto your windows of your bedroom.
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hello there i am so sorry guys i got so busy and yikes this is late. i had some shit going on then i was working a lot so thats my bad. also i kept procrastinating cause i had some writers block going on. so yeah either way i got it done yay! im sorry its late but its here! i love you guys be safe out there
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