intoxicate me now, with your lovin' now
sneaking out to bond with your friends over drinks while your girlfriend katherine was asleep was not a good idea. she made sure you felt it. embarrassingly so. (word count: 3.1k)
katherine pierce x fem reader, 18+, smut, minors dni, possessive kat, dom kat, sub reader, choking, swearing, argument, punishment, fingering, mentions of cunnulingus, she drinks from you, biting, edging, degradation, dumbification, condescending praise, mommy kink, petnames
"She's asleep, guys. Stop worrying. I just have to be back before she wakes up and I'm all good," is what you assured your friends before going to the Salvatore Boarding House to drink with your friends Elena, Stefan, Damon, Bonnie, Caroline, Matt, and Tyler.
Katherine has always been without a doubt, a protective and high-key possessive girlfriend. Where you were and who you were with had always—always mattered to her—especially in this world of vampires, werewolves, hybrids, and supernatural creatures. She would go lengths to keep you safe, even if that meant she had to be firm with your whereabouts. She didn't care that you would have been left out at times with your peers because all that mattered to her was your safety. You appreciated this side of her, as it just showed how much she cared. In her own twisted ways.
This was never really a problem for you, since you still saw your friends, at least with her knowledge. Until one night, one of your best friends Elena impulsively invites the group chat to drink and play games over at the Salvatore's at night. Because of how sudden it was, you weren't really able to let Katherine know ahead. Or really, you didn't want to because she wouldn't have let you. Everyone was down for it, especially since it was a Friday night and the group could use a breather from Mystic Falls and its mysteries.
After telling the group chat that you were coming, you shifted on the sheets of you and Katherine's shared bed to face her—who was laying on her stomach with the soft comforter over her body. Her curls messily cascaded down her pillow and her eyes were fluttered shut. The moonlight from the sheer curtains washed over her striking features, which had softened in her sleep. From the steady rise and fall of her back, you gently shifted from the bed to floor, without making a loud creak.
Each step you took was calculated. Each move was as gentle as not to wake her up. Successfully enough, you were able to change out of your PJs and into a hoodie and shorts. Glancing behind you almost every second whenever her breathing hitched or when you just wanted to make sure she really was fast asleep.
"Elena!" You greeted the girl when she opened the door for you. Her arms squeezed you the moment she saw you, preventing you from hugging back with how she squeezed your arms into you as well. "Look at you, you little rebel!" She teased as soon as she let go of you, allowing you to breathe. "We're playing truth or drink. Come inside!"
She grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you inside, guiding you toward your friends, who were already sat on the floor by the fireplace. Laughter and playful banter echoing across the room. Their eyes lit up when they saw you, and they made space for you between Bonnie and Matt. The shot glass was in front of Tyler now, who placed it in front of you instead, since you missed a round. They cheered, Bonnie shook you slightly by the shoulder to help you loosen up, and then you settled. Pushing away the thoughts and the guilt because of your little escapade. Living in the moment, which was why you were there, anyway.
"Okay, I have a question!" Caroline hushed the group, grinning mischievously. Stefan looked at her, then at you, with a knowing smirk. "Brace yourself," he warned playfully. "She won't go easy," Tyler followed, earning him a smack on the head from the pillow caroline was holding. The rest laughed at this.
"Go on, Care." You encouraged her, who hushed the group once again before speaking. "When you and Katherine have sex..."
"God, you're really starting with that?" Damon spat out. Elena laughed at this. "It's Caroline, how are you not used to this?" "Seriously?!" Caroline cut through the laughter once again. "Come on! Let me ask my question! Okay? Okay..."
"When you and Katherine you know, do it... Has she ever roleplayed being a vampire for you?" You almost choked on your own saliva at her bluntness. "It's not roleplay if she is a vampire, Care." Bonnie corrected her. "Yeah, but I mean, does she like, bite her?" Caroline clarified before looking back at you. "You know. The kinky stuff!"
"You mean does she drink from me?" A nervous chuckle escaped you at the thought. She hasn't done that. "No." That was the truth. She hasn't. Not yet, at least. But honestly? The chances of her doing that with you isn't very slim. Sex with her has always been so intense. Passionate. Unpredictable in ways that have always left you breathless and aching for more.
The night went on. Rounds and laughter blurred into one another until you lost track of time. It's a good thing you didn't get drunk even though you chose to take shots for the next rounds of questions for you. Luckily enough, those were only two questions. How would you sneak back inside the house with a fuzzy mind and lack of balance? Even though sneaking out was a risk, you knew better than to get yourself caught.
A vibration from your hoodie's pocket froze you from where you were seated. Their voices faded into background noise, and as those vibrations followed one after the other, your breath hitched. They were completely oblivious to this, except for Elena, who mouthed "You okay?" which you nodded at before taking a deep breath. You wiped your sweaty palms into your sleeves before mindlessly checking your phone. Bracing for what you knew it was.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU???
Your face went pale at the first message you saw.
is that how you wanna do this????
share your location with me rn
who the hell are you with this late at night??????
if you don't answer right this fucking second you won't like what's gonna happen
"I... have to go check something, guys." You stood up, and before they said something back, you took quick steps right outside the door. Out in the cold. Your palms were sweaty and your heartbeat threatened to rip out of your chest as your mind ran endlessly with enough excuses or explanations.
The house was silent when you stepped in. The couch, where you had expected Katherine to be, up and waiting for you, was empty. You gently clicked the door shut and locked it before taking your shoes off. Your chest rose and fell from all that walking—catching your breath while your head was clouded of what to expect the moment you got home. Screaming. Fighting. But instead? It was silent.
You didn't dare walk further into the house yet. Hell, you didn't want to face her. Guilt washed over you for pulling that, knowing how worried she can get. Especially that late at night.
The hard wall hurt your back with a thud as she whooshed with inhumane speed from the hallway with her hand wrapped around your throat with enough strength to make you slightly dizzy. She was still in her black silk nightgown with the lace trim. Her sweet, sandalwood scent, a complete contrast to what awaited you. Her brows were furrowed. Brown eyes pierced through you like she could already see every step you took and everything you did just to go behind her back and drink. "What the fuck were you thinking?" She breathed lowly. Her voice, still calm. Not in a safe way, no. But somehow? This was worse than her yelling. You stilled. Gauging her face. Her reactions. What to say.
"I-I'm sorry," you squeaked between breaths, holding onto her wrist like an anchor. Her nails dug into your skin at the sides of your throat. "Wasn't... thinking." You struggled against her. "I was at the Salvatore's with Caroline and the others." She let out a deeper breath at this. It was unclear whether or not she was satisfied with it, but you knew damn well she wasn't the moment she harshly let go of your throat to pin you against the wall with your shoulders instead. "Do you even know what time it is?"
"How easy it would have been for you to just ask? For you to just stay?!" Her voice had risen, but instead of giving up? Instead of retreating and apologizing again just to get it over with? Your blood simmered in frustration with her choice of words. "It's not like you would have let me go even if I asked you, right?!" Without thinking, you answered back with a sharp tongue. Her hold on you loosened along with when her brow shot up. The look on her face told you all you needed to know, and you had it coming. She didn't bite back. She scoffed, then she laughed. A dark, incredulous laugh until she let go of you to cross her arms against her chest.
"You knew I would have said no." Her tone dropped. Like a switch was flipped. She shook her head, her features, sharper. "And you still went."
"It's late at fucking night, of course I would have not let you!" She cut you off. "You know damn well what could have happened to you out there!"
"You even ignored every single one of my calls and texts and yet you have the nerve to talk back. Is that how you wanna be now? You wanna be a fuckin' brat?"
Just like that, heat rushed to your lower stomach. An aching, burning, heat that no matter how serious or defiant you had to be at that moment—you couldn't shake it. She was getting angry. And you? You were getting off on it. The way her breath hitched. Her chest rose. Her screaming about how she didn't want you out there. It got to you. And god, you tried. You really tried not to think about it. "What the fuck are you looking at?" She spat. "N-nothing." You managed to let out. Blinking away the dirty thoughts that gnawed at you. How she had just choked you against the wall. How possessive and angry her texts were.
In the blink of an eye, she moved closer until your chest touched. And before you reacted, her hand went under your shorts, and beneath your damp panties. "Dirty little bitch." She groaned. Her fingers were cold, sliding between your wet folds to gather your wetness. You bit back a whimper, but she caught this with her lips, which crashed against yours in pent-up frustration. Her free hand held your hip as she deepened it, her tongue darting inside with unapologetic confidence.
She pulled back slightly just to leave a small space between your mouths. "You're this drenched? Already? From what? Riling me up?" She breathed out, teasing the bottom of your clit with her thumb. "Pathetic."
Before even responding at all, you were pinned against your bed and so was her mouth against yours, heat growing between you two while her tongue danced against yours in fervor. Swallowing your moans before sliding your bottoms off in impatience with your mouth still on hers. Her fingers still teased your wetness, without fully giving into what you wanted yet. She pulled back for you to catch your breath before kissing down your jaw breathlessly. "Tell me," she said between rough kisses. "What were you doing there and why the fuck does your breath reek of alcohol?"
"W-we just played..." You inhaled shakily as she continued her dangerous kisses right below your ear. "We played truth or drink. I only had two shots, I swear. I'm not and I wasn't drunk."
"Yeah?" Her chuckle sent more heat down your core. "Couldn't answer all questions?"
"I actually answered one out of the three."
"What was the question?" She had found your pulse point, which was beating hard beneath her lips. She sucked on it, making you arch your back from the bed slightly. "I... forgot." You breathlessly responded.
"Liar." She slid a finger into your dripping cunt and curled it just right, making you whine. "You don't get this wet just from seeing me angry. You were asked something dirty, you couldn't stop thinking about it, and you're not telling me what it is."
"Was it about me?" She punctuated with another thrust of her middle finger before adding her ring finger into the mix. Your hands gripped the sheets at the sensation. "Yeah? Is that it?"
"I forgot, please..." You lied again.
"Bullshit." Her fingers thrusted harder against your spot, making you let out an even louder moan, which you muffled by biting down your lip.
"F-fine..." You whimpered. "Caroline asked me... If...we...you..."
"Uhuh? Yeah?" She mocked, finding a rhythm with every push and curl of her fingers. "I don't understand. Speak."
"She asked if you bit me during sex..." You managed to let out between heavy breaths. "If you roleplayed as... a vampire... I said no."
"Mm, that's what got you all worked up the moment you walked through that door?" She teased, making you close your eyes in humiliation. "No it's n-not that I just- I dunno-"
"I could smell how wet you were, it was addicting. Don't test me." The sharpness in her tone got you once again. You ground against her hand which was working between your legs. She kissed your neck again. This time, her fangs elongated and you felt them.
"Please, mommy..." You begged in the haze of her actions. "Bite me... Feed on me, please..."
Her laugh vibrated against your neck, then she leaned to whisper in your ear. "Do you know just how pathetic of a slut you sound right now? How desperate of a whore you have to be to literally beg me to feed on you?"
"Yes mommy, I'm pathetic..." Her words didn't hurt you at all. You moaned louder, especially at how aggressive her touch had gotten down there. "Please bite me, drink, please- just- please..."
"You want mommy to drink, yeah? Want me to drain you? Is that it?"
You nodded frantically, desperate for the sensation. The feel of her fangs in your neck. Your blood, going into her mouth in sweet yet hungry pulls. God—did that do things to you. Because she couldn't resist you, her mouth hovered over your pulse point once more. Breathing against it. Her hot breath against your cold skin. She gave it a soft peck before sucking on it, making sure it would leave a mark, before slowly lowering herself on it. Her fangs punctured your neck causing you to gasp at the sharp yet intoxicating pain. Her mouth closed around it, and she moaned as she sucked out in slow and steady pulls.
She pulled back to catch her breath before diving back in, this time, a dizzying and oddly euphoric feeling intensified the pleasure she was working with between your legs. "Tastes so fucking sweet." When you whimpered, she let go to look at you. Her mouth, covered in your blood. Her breath, shallow, yet satisfied.
A loud gasp escaped your lips when your muscles contracted and she took you closer to the brink of pleasure with her fingers alone. "Mommy... I-I'm gonna..."
"Gonna come, baby?" She smirked, eyes flickering onto you up and down. "Do you deserve it?"
"What?!" A sharp whimper escaped from you when her fingers stopped moving, right after you were about to crash over the edge. You shook your head frantically, taking shallow breaths.
"You were being such a stubborn, rebellious and all-knowing little brat earlier tonight." Her voice took on that sharp edge once more, and when you desperately chased the friction and rhythm with your hips, her free hand held it down the mattress with enough force. "Stop moving."
Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes in utter frustration when she slowly slid her fingers out of you. You were so close to finishing, and it was cruel how she denied you. Just like that.
"Please, please, I'll do anything you ask of me, please Katherine..." You whined. "I won't go out anymore, I won't... I won't ever do that again..."
Her face was stern. She wouldn't budge. Wouldn't speak. Just stared down at you like the mess you were for her. You knew she wouldn't give in like that, and you were itching for her to just finish you off.
"I'll go down on you, too... I'll make you cum, I will. Anything you ask, I'll do it... Please just let me have this."
She thrust her fingers back into you without warning and began to move in a slow—tortuous pace. It hurt badly to wait like that. "You poor little thing..."
"My baby wants to cum? Hm?" She hummed in the most condescending tone ever if you didn't love her you'd want to rip her tongue out. She just managed to make everything hot now. Especially her voice. "Yeah? Say it, babydoll. Tell mommy how much you wanna cum. Say you're sorry. Maybe I'll give it to you."
"S-so bad... sor-rry..." You struggled as her fingers went harder, yet still not quite enough to push you over the edge. "I...sorry- Uhh... y-yeah..."
"Speak up, princess. I know you can." Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the tone she used, you could almost see stars.
"C-can't...speak... Can't think..." A filthier whine escaped your lips at the immense yet aching pleasure. "Mommy help me... Please... Please?"
"Aww, yeah? Yeeeeah? my dumb little slut can't think for herself, can she?" She finally began to pick up her pace. Driving you closer and closer to the edge until senseless words and messy moans were the only things that she could spill from your mouth. "Feel it. That's what you get for disobeying, you mindless whore. I bet you like this, even. You like when your hollow brain shuts off because all you can feel are my fingers in your tight pussy."
"I w-wanna, eurghdnb I- yeah, mhm yes- f-fuck-"
"My poor, poor baby... What am I gonna do with you?" She taunted further. "Can't do anything without me. Is that right? Shouldn't have been so sneaky, then."
"Y-yes mommy..." You groaned uncontrollably, getting closer and closer to the brink of pleasure. She had reduced you into senseless babbles, and your brain has completely shut off. "Too gone to think, mhm? Too stupid?" She knew damn well what effect those words had on you.
"Mommy's gonna help you, pretty girl... Fuck, you're clenching around my fingers... That's it. Lemme take you there." She kissed you and while you failed to kiss her back, she bit your lip playfully before releasing it between her teeth. "Come. Now."
The speed and the right amount of pressure sent you right over the edge, eliciting a loud gasp from you. You clenched around her fingers as colors began to burst behind your lids. Her fingers slowed down, but didn't stop entirely. Riding you through your pleasure.
She kissed your forehead as she did this, before telling you off one more time. "You'll never go behind my back again." You caught your breath, your dazed expression did nothing but soften her up, even if she wanted to be stern with you. "I might do it again if it gets me like this every time..."
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