jealousy of everyone who’s at INK today i swear to god if Bad Omens will play at my birthday again next year i’ll make sure to go to that concert this time (whatever i’ll take - i’d end up broke for sure)
He could hear everyone's heartbeat- all sound in general was louder than he felt it should've been.
Nick Folio. Drummer of metalcore band, Bad Omens.
With a secret so bad, not even his girlfriend knows.
Folio?
Well, Folio is a vampire. That's his secret.
Tonight was a small party for Folio, it was his 28th birthday.
Here's where you come into play- you're Folio's girlfriend.
All night you swore he was acting odd.You found your way over to Noah and pulled him aside.
“Hey, Noah…is Folio acting odd to you?” Noah hums and leans in closer to you- the music so loud altering his hearing.
You repeat your question, louder this time and Noah tilts his head as if rewinding through the night.
“You said, ‘odd’?” Noah asks, voice over the thumping music.
You nod, as Noah tries to think of something.
I haven't seen anything really…he just keeps going in his room with an empty wine glass. I feel like the wine is staining his lips more than it usually would but…nothing else.”
You nod and thank Noah before heading upstairs and finding Folio's room.
You don't knock before you enter- you open the door, you gasp at the sight before you.
Folio's mini fridge is wide open, you see multiple blood collection bags inside the fridge and your boyfriend pouring one in the wine glass that Noah had mentioned earlier.
He notices you before you can say anything - your mouth falls wide open as you see Folio with fangs and blood smeared around his mouth.
Folio runs up to you with inhumane speed and pulls you in his room, covering your mouth with his hand.
He then kicks the door shut while holding you.
His nails grow against your skin, the sharpness feeling threatening considering your compromising position.
“Shhh baby…” he whispers against your ear. “I can hear your heartbeat racing, I smell your fear, sweet girl.”
Tears prick at your eyes and Folio wipes them away with his threatening long fingernails.
“It's not human blood baby, just animal.” He peppers kisses down your neck whilst murmuring.
He releases his hand from your mouth and wraps it around your throat.
“What are you?” You whisper, lump in your throat.
“I'm a vampire, my love.” Folio tells you.
“I can assure you, I've never hunted a human. I only drink animal blood, baby.”
You nod hesitantly, still whimpering. “How can I trust you?” You cry.
“You can't. I don't have anything to prove that I only drink animal blood. You just have to take my word for it. And if you can't? That's okay, I don't blame you.”
You take a deep breath.
“Have you ever wanted to…turn or hunt someone?” you ask, genuinely curious.
“Occasionally. When you're on your period and I'm eating your pretty pussy out I'm tempted to get up and sink my teeth into that neck of yours.” He admits, brushing hair behind your ear.
Your breathing gradually slows and you lean into his touch.
“Does this mean there's other vampires?” You ask, head on his shoulder.
“Yes.” Folio tells you, running his eerily long nails through your hair, a small mark from his abnormally long nails on your neck.
“And…” he continues, “you can absolutely say no but…I really want to mark you so no other vampire can ever take you from me.”
You tilt your head, giving him silent permission and Folio moves his free hand to yours and holds your hand in assurance.
“This might hurt for a moment, baby. Just trust me, you can squeeze my hand however hard you need.”
You nod and tighten your grip on his hand, slightly uneasy.
Folio sinks his teeth into your neck and lets out a pleasure filled groan.
And when he pulls his two fangs out, your eyes turn a crimson red as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him, the blood from your neck smearing around both of your faces.
The two tiny marks on your neck, forever marking you.
Summary: Flirty Bestfriend!Folio takes you fishing (then takes you in the shower😉 )
Content Warning: Shower sex (unprotected p in v, oral m receiving, fingering)
Masterlist Taglist
18+ MDNI
The screen door clicked shut behind you, the crisp AC a welcome sensation on your sweat-dampened skin. You and your (“rugged outdoorsy” as he had called himself) best friend Nick Folio had just gotten back to his place after he had brought you out fishing nearby. After years of friendship, days like this had become second nature; equal parts teasing, competition, and giving each other a hard time. You were so relieved to be out of the heat you almost didn’t notice the sound of blunt banging on the door. You whipped around quickly to find Folio through the glass, muddy boot nudging the door, with a large cooler and tackle box in each hand.
“Thanks for holding it” he said sarcastically, and you smiled sweetly in response, pushing it outwards to let him in.
Folio kicked his shoes off before hauling the coolers toward the kitchen. You trailed after him, plucking your sunglasses and Folio’s fishing hat off the top of your head.
"For someone who swore we'd catch dinner, we came home with... what? Two fish?" You said with a grin, avoiding his gaze and examining your nails.
He looked offended, "two respectable fish."
"One was barely bigger than your hand."
“Well I have big hands…and you know what they say about hand size.” He smirked and you rolled your eyes. It’d be a complete lie to say you never thought about his size.
The kitchen was blissfully cool compared to outside. You leaned against the island while Folio lugged everything onto the counter, both of you taking a second to simply exist in the air conditioning. He then began emptying the coolers of all of the supplies and snacks the two of you had brought.
"You know," he said, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, "most people at least pretend to help instead of just sitting there looking pretty."
You raised a brow, crossing your arms. "Oh, is that what I'm doing?"
"Mhm," he said, taking a slow drink, eyes flicking over you with a teasing smirk. "Real important job. Wouldn't want to interrupt."
"Someone has to supervise," you shot back. "Clearly you need it."
He huffed a quiet laugh. "Yeah? And how am I doing?"
"Poorly," you said, fighting a smile. "You're still standing here talking instead of putting the stuff away."
"Funny," he murmured, stepping a little closer, "I thought you liked the attention."
You snorted, shaking your head, as a blush spread across your cheeks at his proximity.
He finished emptying the coolers before stashing them in the garage. When he wandered back into the kitchen, the day's heat seemed to follow him inside. Sweat darkened the collar of his T-shirt, and the unmistakable scent of lake water, sunscreen, and fish drifted through the room.
“Take a shower, Folio, I can smell you from here” you said, scrunching your nose.
He peeled his sweaty shirt off and tossed it in your direction, the damp fabric landing squarely over your head, covering your eyes. Folio laughed at your squeal of disgust as you pinched the shirt between two fingers and waved it back in his direction.
“You’re DISGUSTING” you yelped at him, trying to fight the smile creeping across your face.
As you opened your eyes and faced him your breath caught. Years behind a drum kit had built him into lean strength rather than bulk, broad shoulders tapering into a trim waist, defined forearms marked by veins. Ink climbed over one arm and spilled across his chest, the tattoos shifting with every easy movement. His dark hair was tousled, a few strands clinging to his forehead from the heat, despite it all he somehow still looked unfairly good.
“Staring an awful lot for someone who thinks I'm disgusting” he teased.
Your chest fluttered but you went with it, “So? Maybe I like what I see.”
He smirked and walked in your direction, brushing past you before heading into the bathroom and turning on the water.
“You know you don’t smell too hot yourself” he called out before stepping back into the hallway.
The sound of the shower trickling echoed through the house. He just watched you for a second, something unreadable flickering across his expression before it shifted into something far too familiar.Your stomach dropped.
"Don't," you warned, already taking a cautious step back.
"Don't what?"
You pointed at him, narrowing your eyes. "Nick, I mean it-"
You barely had time to squeak before his arms wrapped around you, pulling you against his warm, sweat-damp chest. Laughing despite yourself, you shoved at his shoulders, but he only grunted dramatically before hoisting you over one shoulder as though you weighed nothing.
"Folio!" you laughed, kicking your legs in exaggerated protest.
"Shouldn’t have teased me," he shot back.
Every attempt to squirm free only made him laugh harder as he carried you down the hall. The second he crossed into the bathroom, you twisted just enough to slide off his shoulder, your bare feet landing on the cool tile with a soft slap.
You barely had time to regain your balance before he reached for you again. His hands settled on your hips, steady but unrelenting. With one playful shove, you stumbled backward through the frosted glass door beneath the icy stream of running water. The freezing spray spattered onto you with a gasp, soaking your hair and shirt in an instant.
Nick's hands still rested on your hips, holding you steady more than keeping you there. Water streamed over his shoulders, dripping from the ends of his hair. For the first time since he'd dragged you into the bathroom, he wasn't laughing.
His gaze traveled down your body for a heartbeat before climbing back to yours. Something in his expression had changed. Less teasing now, more uncertain, as if he'd suddenly become aware of just how close the two of you were.
Neither of you moved. You became hyper aware of the way the cold water made your nipples pebble beneath your tanktop, of his hands on your hips, your back against the shower wall. Suddenly, the shower wasn’t the only reason you were wet.
“You’re infuriating,” you said in an attempt to break the tension.
“And you’re turned on.”
“Doesn’t seem to bother you.”
His hands traveled up from your hips to the hem of your shirt.
"Tell me to stop." He commanded as he pulled the drenched fabric slowly up your body. You didn’t say a word, just moved your arms so it was easier for him to take it off.
“Didn’t think so” he said with a simper, then pulled the fabric over your head. He dropped it to the ground then returned his attention to your body.
There was no going back from this. You didn't pull away. Instead you grabbed his wet shirt and yanked him down into a kiss. Messy, open-mouthed, tongues sliding. Nick groaned into your mouth and backed you against the tile wall. His hands slid up your soaked body, palms rough on your bare skin, thumbs brushing your nipples.
You arched into the touch. "Fuck, Nick..."
He didn't answer with words. He peeled your shorts off, fingers working the button and zipper while water poured over both of you. You kicked the heavy denim down your legs. Nick's hand went between your legs, fingers parting you, finding you already slick despite the water. He rubbed your clit in slow circles, then pushed two fingers inside your pussy. You moaned, hips rocking against his hand.
"Been wanting to do this for years," he muttered against your neck, biting lightly.
The warmth of your arousal coated his hand as he worked you, his lips still pressed to yours. Your hands traveled down his toned chest and toyed with the fabric of Nick’s waistband until it came unbuttoned, his cock springing free, thick and flushed.
You wrapped your fingers around it immediately, stroking once, twice, feeling it throb in your grip. You pulled from the kiss and looked at him deviously before dropping to your knees on the wet tile. You looked up at him, bottom lip between your teeth, before you took his cock into your mouth without hesitation. Your lips stretched around the head, tongue swirling. Nick whimpered at the sight and his hand fisted in your wet hair.
"That's it, baby. Just a little bit more. God, you feel so good" he said as you sucked him deeper, gagging slightly when he hit the back of your throat.
Spit and water ran down your chin. His body tensed as he struggled to keep his composure. He pulled you up after a minute, spun you around, and bent you forward. You braced your hands on the wall. Nick lined up behind you and thrust in hard, burying his cock deep within you in one stroke. You cried out, pussy clenching around him.
He fucked you like that, deep, steady strokes that made your tits swing and your ass slap against his hips. Water cascaded over you both. Nick reached around to rub your clit while he pounded into you. You pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning louder each time he bottomed out.
“Harder," you gasped.
Nick gave it to you. He gripped your hips and slammed in faster, the wet sounds of skin on skin mixing with the shower spray. His cock drove deep with every thrust, stretching you open while water streamed down your back.
"Fuck, I've been thinking about this since the day we met," he groaned, leaning over you. His breath was hot against your ear. "All those nights we’ve stayed up talking, pretending we weren't imagining exactly this."
You pushed back against him, moaning as his fingers found your clit again. "Me too. Every time you’d tease me, call me names... no idea how bad I wanted you."
"Should've done this years ago," Nick muttered, pounding harder. "Wanted to bend you over and fuck you senseless every damn time we hung out."
The filthy confessions pushed you over the edge. Your pussy clenched tight around him as you came, legs shaking, a cry tearing from your throat. Nick followed right after, stilling and pumping his cum deep inside you.
You stayed pressed against the wall for a moment, both breathing hard while the water cascaded over your bodies. Nick pulled out slowly, his cum dripping down your thigh. You turned around and kissed him, softer and slower this time.
"Took you long enough," you murmured against his lips.
Nick laughed low and satisfied, pulling you closer. "Worth every fucking second of waiting."
Authors Note: I forced myself out of my writing slump just in time for FOLIO'S BIRTHDAY! So Folio fiends pls enjoy I struggled over this for so long for some reason! I have a couple ideas brewing and might put out a poll soon so be on the lookout. Love you all!! -Lila
