Glup. Hi… I wpuld like to request something for Alucard
Alucard.. male dhampir reader.. the two have been lovers for a bit… reader is timid.. reader self conscious about body because he has a bunch of scars.. Alucard make love to him to show that he loves everything about him… and then for aftercare they bathe together yay yay yay
The idea is smutty but maybe make it a lil soft? Like obviously it’s gonna be freaky but I don’t want it to be too intense just some gentle sex and some more love and care afterwards
also can i be Chudboy anon if you have specific anons hahah
Hello!!! I love this request so much and I'm so, so, so sorry it took me this long to get to it!! (And yes, obviously, you'll be chudboy anon!)
It was early in the morning, maybe only 4am. But, sadly, you were awake, staring at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You know Adrian, your loving boyfriend of nearly a year, tells you you’re beautiful… but are you really?
The scars.. They just don’t look “beautiful”. You turn around in the mirror, looking at your back and sides. Then, your fatal mistake, is accidently dropping a bottle of cologne that was sitting on the bathroom counter.
Adrian stirs in bed, then slowly sits up, looking towards the bathroom with sleepy eyes. “Love?” He asks softly, standing up slowly with a soft yawn. “Why are you up? The sun has even yet to rise.”
You just stand there, almost fully naked if not for your thin underwear. “U-uh i.. I just…” You hesitate, then sigh. “Am i ugly?” You ask softly, looking into his eyes, trying not to cry or let the building up tears show.
The sleepiness leaves him instantly. He’s hugging you tightly before you even know what’s happening, gently petting your head, fingers carding through your hair. “My love..” He mumbles after a moment, “Not at all. You’re the most beautiful man I've ever met.”
The sobs start coming too quickly for your liking. “B-but th-the scars- a-and-”
He cuts you off with a kiss. He pulls back only when you stop trying to talk. “My love,” He rests his forehead on your’s, “I have scars. Does this make me ‘ugly’?” You freeze and shake your head violently. His fingers trail down his chest and open up his white sleeping-shirt a little more so the long, huge pink scar covering his torso is more visible. “Is this not ‘ugly’ in your mind?”
“I-it’s not!” You sniffle, “I don’t like my own, y-your scars are beautiful..” The words are mumbled as he starts rubbing your back,
Adrian sighs softly before scooping you up into his arms. “I suppose I'll have to teach you that you’re beautiful- not despite your scars, but alongside them. Nothing could make you ‘ugly’, my dearest.” He gently sets you down on your shared bed, climbing on top of you. He presses a kiss to your lips, soft and gentle. “May I make love to you, darling?”
It’s whispered against your mouth. So softly, so sweetly. You hesitate… then nod. It causes him to smile softly, already carefully removing his sleep shirt. You slip your underwear off before he climbs back on top of you.
The kisses trail down your neck- just soft pecks -while he opens a drawer. A bottle is pulled out, something squeezed, then you feel the wetness on your bottom half. His lips return to your’s, one hand supporting his body near your head and the other gently applying lube to your ass and his cock.
Adrian only continues to kiss you, even while gently pushing in. It’s only once he’s carefully inched himself in that he stops kissing you. You both being dhampires does make the whole “need to take a breath” thing a bit easier. Neither of you breathe. “Do you think I would be doing this with someone I found ‘ugly’?” The (in)famous Alucard whispers in your ear.
You shake your head a little, subtly attempting to move your hips so he goes in deeper. He only chuckles softly in that sweet, perfect voice of his.
Though, he takes the hint.
He pulls out, just his tip inside, and goes back in. Even though it’s soft and careful, it sends shockwaves through your whole body. Your back arches, whimper getting caught in your throat. Adrian only leans back down and starts kissing you again, his hips still moving. In and out in a steady rhythm that comforts you.
Once your immortal breath has turned ragged, your loving boyfriend leans down, hand finding your cock and stroking in time with his gentle thrusts. “You’re beautiful, my love. I love every part of you, no matter how much you despise it.” Even though it’s whispered in your ear, you feel it more in your undead, insecure heart.
You both finish soon after. Adrian collapses on you, still pecking gently at your neck.
An hour later, you’re both in the bath. You’re curled up against his chest in the hot water, bathsalts, and herbs. He presses kisses to your head every time the word “scar” is used in the books he’s reading out loud to you- some medical journal that once belonged to his mother. He’s reading a passage about how they’re natural and why they happen. “It just means you went through something hard and survived, my love” He cuts in at one point, pulling you closer against himself.
He loves you so much, and would do anything to make sure you love yourself just as much. <3
