Tiny little slightly naughty fluff ball (325 words)
Warnings: oral while reader is starting to wake. No parts mentioned, nothing more than implied what is happening
💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
You wake yourself up in the early morning light from having given a little groan. Something feels pleasant yet unexpected as you blink a few times. That's when you realize
You flip the covers off quickly but can't move because they have your thighs pinned down a bit. "What the hell are you doing?" They give you a debaucherous look and slowly pull their head up. You feel your cheeks start to burn with how their mouth is already to starting to get shiny. How long has they been down there already???
You swallow thickly when they give you a tiny kittenish lick and your body jolts. "Hey!" You cry out but they just gives a mischievous little laugh. "You know, usually first thing in the morning I'd like to..." You bite your lip, now spiraling on how you smell, taste, or better yet how they could breathe under the covers like a diabolical scuba diver.
Noticing your worried expression they tighten their grip on your thighs a bit to get you to come back to here and now. They want you to stop thinking. Stop doubting. They started this because they wanted to. So they raise their eyebrow and smirk. "Are you trying to kink shame me?" Their grin widens when you look surprised and then start trying to back track. You'd never kink shame someone. You don't even understand how that applies to right now but the last thing you'd want... "No, no! I'd..it's just that.."
But to get you to stop talking, they keep their eyes on yours as they reach back to grasp the cover and slowly pull it back on over their head, disappearing once more. "Oh" you say quietly when they start again and then when a whimper falls out of you, you finally give in a lay back down and leave them to it. "Good...good morning" you weakly say as your eyes flutter closed.
Eric Northman x reader (no mention of your body parts specifically yet, just underwear)
Note: avoiding my adult responsibilities at the moment so here's a little self indulgent thot. No smut, though I may have to make a part two.
Part of my🩸 Little Bites Thots 🩸
🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇🖤🦇
It was almost unbearable. You couldn't help but to fidget as you sat on your porch steps and Eric sat a few steps down, blithering on about some young idiot vampires making a scene tonight at Fangtasia. You'd been in a...certain mood...for days. Being around a thousand year old viking who not only was gorgeous but wore cologne that you swore must have been labeled "Sex God" wasn't helping.
“Are you even listening to me? Or are you too busy trying to soothe that ache in what I'm sure are adorable lacy panties?” Eric smirked.
Your face turned a flame worthy red as you looked at him. “I…no, I…what?” You stammer and he simply laughs and shakes his head
“I can smell it. I can smell the change in your blood, in your pheromones, in your…” Eric looked down at the crotch of your jeans and if your cheeks couldn't get any more red, they absolutely just did. “Eric!” You burst up from the step and crossed your arms as you stared down at him still sitting on the porch step, a shit eating grin on his face. Shit. How many times have you been horny around him and he knew!?
In a vampire speed blink of an eye, he's up and in your face, tucking stray hair behind your ear. “Didn't you know that getting fucked by a vampire cures all those pretty little needs of yours?” He says still with his stupid smirk and boops you on the nose. You think you might have just come undone right then and there. It takes a good long second before you remember how to breathe, blink, or swallow.
“I…I don't look like the others you've been with, I'm sure of it. I…I'd just think about how much I hate my...” but your worried words are cut off when once again, Eric is using vampire speed but this time he comes behind you and clamps his hand across your mouth.
“Shh…” he says against your ear and rolls his hips forward so that you can feel how hard he's getting already against your lower back “Do you think I could be like this if you didn't cause me to be? Do you think centuries of lovers…women, men, creatures…that I can't control myself? I can't tell when I need to fuck for survival, for my nature, verses because I want to? This isn't because of blood lust. This is because of you” He grinds against you again to prove the point.
You can't control your eyes when they flutter closed as he keeps his hand over your mouth for a moment more but starts kissing behind your ear and down your neck. You ball your hands into fists to concentrate on not moaning or making some equally embarrassing sound into his hand. You've pictured being with Eric a million times, but would never have acted on it. You were too afraid he'd laugh his ass off or worse, just never come back to see you.
But as Eric continues to calm your thoughts and your body, you melt back into him. You can feel his cool chest through his shirt and into your back. He slowly releases the hand on your mouth as his other hand goes to the top of your jeans, toying with the hem. “I will never force myself on you, you mean too much to me. The choice has to be yours. So tell me, would you like me to help you with this little…situation? Or would you like me to stop?” His cool finger dips in between your hot to the touch skin and the waist band of your underwear. Your eyes snap open, realizing now this is very real and you must make a choice.
jbbartram-illu
areudirty
yousharknotpass
kianamaiart
kaledo-art
tangentwithtanner
blakekathryn
discoholicmusic
titsay
stormborns
