Warnings: vampire! sev, church singer! reader, sev was turned in 1632 & she’s permanently stuck at 35 physically, age gap (duh), reader is 27, takes place in Georgia 1932, blood, Christianity mentions but not too much, reader is a widow, mean! sev, fear play, vampire turning, Sevika masturbates to sleeping reader, Sevika touches reader while she sleeps, fingering (r! receiving), they fuck with blood on Sevika, murder, blood play, messy make out, spit swallowing (r! receiving), tribbing, I think that’s it I might’ve missed some
Genre: fluff, angst, smut
A/n: first off omggg thank you dolls for supporting me I can’t believe there’s 407 of y’all!! When I mention Sevika sinking her teeth into readers brown skin I don’t mean it in the sense that reader is a brown skin black woman just that she is a black women in general; I don’t want to be skin tone specific so any black girl can see herself 👌🏿okay so obviously I watched Sinners and there’s no female smoke so boom here we are! And although I love how the sinners vampires work I also love how TVD vampires work so due to jewelry vampires can be in the sun!
THIS IS A DARK FIC; IF THE WARNINGS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE DONT READ YOUVE BEEN WARNED!!!
Just. That’s how you’ve always been described. It’s a term you’ve built yourself upon. To be just is to value and upkeep fairness.
It’s something your mother called you when you were just a wee little thing.
You grew up in the church and that’s where you met your two first loves. Singing and Loretta.
Singing was natural to you. The type of voice you have isn’t something to be ignored! It landed you a spot front and center in the church choir! Singing is the only way you truly knew how to communicate…it’s also how you communicated to your Loretta outside of the stolen glances and swift hand holds.
Loretta was very business savvy and by the time she was 22, she had a booming restaurant! Of course you helped out where you could and it kept y’all close. So close y’all had your secret wedding in the basement.
Life felt almost perfect. Until she got sick. Loretta fought hard and long but after two years you lost your soulmate. The two of you lived together so you moved out to the country. The restaurant was left to be run by her brother.
Nothing felt like home anymore. When everyone suspected your friendship was more you stopped singing at the church and you couldn’t bare to be in that restaurant; it was filled with her essence.
Although you’re in a depression, you always found a way to create peace. Whether it’s making bird houses or tending to the foxes that sleep under your porch.
You headed off to sleep early when you felt a chill in the air. It wasn’t unusual considering it's September but the way your body shook was.
After a quick look around and the animals staying silent you laid down to drift asleep. If only you knew she was watching.
Sevika eyes scanned your sleeping figure. Infatuation is filling her chest and testing her impulses. How many times she’s wanted to approach you and get invited in your home but she knew that her timing has to be right.
Sevika has been traveling this world for centuries; three to be exact. Her goal at this point is to find peace, a slice of home.
You remind her of everything good in the world. Taking care of woodland creatures, donating the fruit you grow, watching you deny yourself pleasure but seeing how bad you want it!
Being a vampire especially for as long as Sevika’s been one can make you quite…eccentric!
Of course she knows right from wrong and this was teetering in being wrong—but she can’t help but let her fingers slide into her pants and play with her fat clit. Her middle and ring finger moving south to enter her dripping cunt.
She created a routine around you. Can’t even hunt until she’s touched herself. A little pathetic but she’s nothing if not devoted!
Her carnal needs to graze your heavy breast with her fangs and for her mouth to leave bites on your brown skin.
The speed of her fingers increases, and her snarls turn into pleading whimpers as she reaches her climax. Her breath fanning the window and her fingers pressing against the glass. The thought of you at her mercy, her clit rubbing against yours as she holds your face, the look you'd give her as you cum.
Her chest heaves in sharply as her climax settles. With her hunger for you somewhat satisfied she goes on a hunt.
Two days pass and you are tending to your apple tree when your ladder wobbles under you! Trying to balance yourself you fall, but you don't hit the ground?
The scream that erupted from your chest kept going even as you look at the women who saved you. Annoyed she dropped you and you groan slightly in pain.
"I don't get a thank you?" she says with a small smile, "not when you are a stranger on my property!” You retort, but before you could stand up she squatted to your level.
“I wasn’t trying to scare you, you see I’m traveling and I was passing through till I could find somewhere to stay.”
Something in your gut stirs at her explanation but you push it to the side. “Traveling from where?”
“From New Hampshire, had a pal who owed me over there.” She says flatly, but there was a gleam over her eyes and all your inquiries went away.
Your mind felt a bit fuzzy after your stare down and all your questions dies on your tongue. “So is it alright if I come in? Would that bother your husband?”
The idea of you being married to a man snaps you out your daze. “I don’t have a husband.” You say quickly as her eyes look at your ringed finger, she whispers an I see.
“Then would your…partner feel an imposition with me being here?” Her lips were all your eyes could focus on as she drawls her sentence. Something about her bring up all your danger signals but it also calms you…might just be your pussy thinking.
“She wouldn’t mind, her being dead and all.” Finally you rise and so does she. Her broad built blocks the sun from pouring down on you. Softly you cease the creases in your dress as you tell her she can come in.
Your words flow to Sevika like music in her ears. Once the two of you step inside and she takes a look around she extends her hand. “The names Sevika, you?”
You stop at her introduction, “Sevika?” there was a moment in time when you swore you’d hear that name in your dreams but never could understand why?
“Is there a problem?” She says as she rest her hand on your shoulder. The touch snaps you out your thoughts; the second time today, maybe you need some water you think.
“I’m fine I just…must be dehydrated is all.” You show her where she’d be sleeping. “My room is down the hall from yours so if you need anything I’ll be there.”
That evening you gave her space to adjust and she never came out for dinner despite you knocking on the door five times.
Little do you know she’s out hunting to make sure she doesn’t lose her control around you.
You heard her return when you went to lay your head on your pillow. Out of curiosity you slipped out of bed, your satin pink night gown slinking to you as you do.
Tip-toeing through the hall you peep down the staircase to see—nothing? Thinking you must’ve misheard the noises for her you head back to your room after you bump right into her chest.
To steady yourself, you grip her visible arm not daring to touch her poncho knowing how she is sensitive about her arm.
“Didn’t mean to scare you.” Sevika states flatly with a tinge of strain in her voice. “What were you doing?” You question as you move to stand against the opposing wall.
“Needed to feel the night air. Can’t sleep if I don’t walk.”
“Why didn’t you answer the door when I knocked?”
“You ask everyone this many questions mhm?”
“Just the avoidant ones” you quip as your breathe shutters caught under her sharpening gaze. “Wasn’t hungry, goodnight” she says curtly before heading to her room.
Curiosity was vibrating through your whole body but you kept it to yourself, for now at least.
You left all your questions in the back of your mind for a month. Sevika started to warm up to you. Help you in the garden, even cooked with you once but left when you cut your wrist by accident. Funny thinking a woman like that is squeamish!
The two of you would enjoy solitude together, a nice day reading a book on the porch. However it was the same every night. She wouldn’t eat dinner with you, go on her walk then straight to her room before telling you a soft goodnight and gracing you with a gaze.
Her moments of being hot and cold didn’t help the numerous dreams you had of her. The more time pass the more lewd the dreams are. Tonight your brain wonders how it would feel to be ravished by her. Her tongue on yours, her fingers thrusting in and out of your needy cunt. For her to leave bruises in areas only she’d see, to moan her name and it brand the walls.
As you stir in your sleep you whimper her name. Sevika's ear twitches as she picks up your subconscious calls. Sevika paces in her room before mindlessly walking to the door. She’s been so patient and she’s this close to taking what’s hers.
Fuck it. Sticking with her pattern of bad decisions, she walks into your room quietly.
Her eyes rake over your figure as you stir in bed. Forehead light with sweat, bonnet lost in your pillows, nipples harden and legs tangled in your sheets. The most beautiful thing she’s seen in her 300 years.
Softly she spreads your legs, lifts your gown to your hips and stares at your exposed pussy. She has come to learn you love the semi-nude, as you’ve expressed it to her when the two of you looked over your sketches.
The sweetest bush is staring at her and it’s begging to be taken care of! At least that’s what she’s telling herself.
Her knee softly indents your bed as she settles inbetween your thighs. Her lips press a soft kiss against your clit and she can feel it twitch against her and she let out a snarl.
Her tongue twist around your pearl as her middle finger submerges into your pussy. Quickly Sevika looked up to see if she’s stirred you and she hadn’t. As she pushed in her ring finger your pussy squelch and your breathe hicks.
Her tongue catches a dribble of your wetness before it falls onto your bed. The slightest taste of you turned her brain off.
Holding in her moans she slowly thrust her fingers as she could feel your senses elevate. Her tongue slides into your pussy, a still figure to contrast her moving fingers.
Your heart races in your sleep and your body stirs as your breathing hitches. You’re waking up.
Sevika moans a fuck against you and pulls away. Quickly she fixes your dress and in an moment she’s in her bed.
Her chest heaves as her mind races. Your perfection and she craves more. Her fingers find their way to her sticky underwear, and they slide underneath them to tend to her throbbing clit. The thought of your juices mixing with her creamy pussy sent her into overdrive.
That morning was awkward to say the least. You’re praying she doesn’t find out you had a wet dream about her and she praying you didn’t realize she was there.
The awkwardness led to clumsiness and you two bumping into each other as y’all set the table. When she catches you, her instinct was to hold you close alas all she allows herself to do is to relish in your scent.
"Could you sleep?" you whisper looking at her lips. There was nothing shy about your gaze.
"Don't look at me like that" was the hardest sentence Sevika ever muttered. "Like what?" you tease looking up at her batting those pretty lashes.
The dreams, hearing her name before, the way you met all of it had to be a sign for something? Love became a distant notion after Loretta died, maybe this could be your second shot at it!
She's the one who's been telling you that if you want something go after it! Why not apply it to her?
"I'm not someone you play with."
"Who said I'm playing Sev?" Frustrated she sighs and sits down for breakfast, "eat" she orders.
"What if I don't want to?"
"Eat your fucking food and stop being a brat." Her glare was sharp and struck some fear into your chest but some heat to your cunt.
Quickly and silently, you sat down and ate your food.
The leading days have been a test of both of y'all restraint. The sly touches or the comments that could mean something else starting to drive Sevika insane and the fight she has to not engage in your seduction.
She wants you; there's no denying that, but she wants you her way.
For you to know what she is but she has to know it won't scare you away. Sevika has seen you deal with dead things and can gauge it doesn't bother you in the sense of fear. However it makes you cry, she wouldn't know what to do with herself if you cried because of her.
As November is coming to an end the town was throwing a fall festival. The two of you haven't gone into a town in a while you were going to ask her if she wants to go to the markets!
You knock on her door, and she didn't answer. Odd? Sure, its late but this isn't her hours of solitude? So, you move and you search for her outside already knowing she isn't downstairs.
Something in the air feels off as you start to get frantic. Sevika has only been around for almost four months, but those months of company have felt like a new lifetime compared to those five years of isolation.
Slowly you enter your backyard and there you see her. The moonlight was shining on her as she was feasting on your nearest neighbor's wife. Her back was hunched, and she was snarling as she was draining her. Your breath was lost in your throat and your stomach twists.
Backing away you accidently step on a twig. It's naive to think she didn't already know you were there. She could smell your sweet perfume in the howling wind.
Her large figure rises from the sunken corpse and slowly turns to you. Hair was falling onto her face and her sad eyes widen. Although your far she reaches her hand out. "Listen it's not what you think" she pleads as she slowly approaches you. The blood stained her from her chin to her waist. If you weren't riddle with the urge to run you would've vomited.
Anything grounding you relinquished as your feet lifted underneath you. The movements of your hands resemble a tornado as you scurry for a knife. When looking out the window, she's nowhere to be seen. However, you hear her taunt, "it's not nice to run from your friends y/n."
The voice is like an echo in your head with no real placement. The tears were starting to brim your eyes, but you fought them as you tip toed through the house. When you felt like you were in the clear you went back outside. Sure, she's some freak of nature vampire but you've learned these woods for the past five years!
For ten whole minutes nothing happen as you waited deep in the woods. The burn in your ears stopped as you realize you hear nothing—not one animal. Fear settles in your stomach once more as it dawns on you; it's 2 am, animals have left the woods, you're an hour on foot from your home and you're in heels.
"Can we talk please?" she whispers in your ear. Your body viscerally shakes when her hand snakes around your waist. Immediately you take off and when you look back at her she looks so disappointed.
Instantly you find yourself on the ground and the wind knocked outta ya. Her boot meets your chest to keep you still and from reaching the knife two inches away from your fingertips.
"Listen doll I was gonna tell ya, but how do you bring this up?" She emphasizes pointing at the blood. "We can have this conversation here or we can be civil and go back ho-"
You cut her off by stretching your arm out and gripping the knife. With all your strength you wedge it into her ankle and take it out to lodge it into her knee!
Sevika lets out a monstrous howl of pain and moves her leg away from you to take out the knife.
Scrambling to your feet, you take off and don't look back. Home is too far but you know a short cut from here to town!
Not even two minutes pass before she grabs you by your hair and slings you to the ground. You roll in pain holding your aching scalp that you don't realize your cheek has a cut on it.
She leans over you, any sadness and remorse she had gone. Her thumb rubs your cut, and she moans at the taste of your blood. "Please don't kill me" you whimper as you weakly put your hand against her shoulder.
"I never could...I didn't even want to hurt you, but you ran." Your stomach burns at the sight of her. Hair sticking to her forehead, eyebrows tense, blood smeared on her face; she's never looked more beautiful to you.
She doesn’t say a word and wipes tears you didn't know were falling.
Would it be just to assume she was some sort of horrible creature because she's a vampire? Do these moments negate the months you've gotten to know her? You have showed her some things you never showed Loretta! That has to mean something. If you never saw what you saw, you'd be at the festival with her, something you haven't partook in for three years.
Love comes in many forms and maybe this is yours...
Shakily your hands find her face and you whisper a barely audible okay.
"You'll let me have you?"
That's all she needs to hear before her lips found yours. The kiss is slow and pathetic. Hands not knowing where to stay.
Her lips were cold, until now it never dawned on you how cold she is. Sevika was melting against you not remembering something so warm. It almost felt wrong to know she won't feel it again.
The kiss hastens as you let her tongue in your mouth. Some of the blood on her chin smearing onto you. The cold blood drips down your chin to the valley of your breast. Her tongue leaves your mouth to lick up the blood. Before she could swallow you whisper "share."
Who is she to deny her woman? She lets the blood drip off her tongue and fall onto yours. She stares deep into your eyes as she watches you swallow the mixture of her spit and the blood.
Without another thought Sevika rips your clothes off you, the coldness immediately hitting your nipples. Sevika kept up with every mental promise she made herself. Her teeth grazing your bountiful breast as her finger move quickly to curl in your pussy.
The night sky is filled with your whines and whimpers. Your abused pussy squeezing around her thick fingers chasing your fifth climax. She can't help but torture you, the faces and noises you make are hypnotic.
"Need to feel you" you cry out in a way that makes her clit throb. Sevika's fingers leave you gaping and dripping. Hurriedly she takes her pants and underwear off and places her creamy pussy against yours.
Her clit rubs on your puffy pearl. The moans mindlessly flow out of your raw throats. The mixture of y'all cum drip onto the floor of the woods and the moon leaves the two of you in your shared darkness.
It didn't take long for your hips to stagger and needing her hands to hold your shaking hips. It almost hurts to rub your clit against hers but it's a pain you'll take if it makes you feel like this.
Sevika straightens her back to get a better grip on your hips, angling them upwards. You gasp for air as you feel her cunt slam against yours.
The veil of darkness is cut but the glow in Sevika's eyes. Maybe it's the need to be wanted forever or maybe it's the ecstasy but you tell her, "Take me, change me please!"
Her hand drops from her hip, and she presses her body on top of yours, her thrust staggering as she's close.
Sevika seeps her fangs into your inviting neck. Her eyes shine a sickening crimson red, and she climaxes against you.
The pain and pleasure are overwhelming as you climax alongside her. You could feel your body shake with fever as the venom seeps into your bloodstream. Quickly Sevika gets off of you and holds your hand as you grow cold.
Just. That's how you've always been described. You value fairness and making the best choices despite how hard things can be. This time around your soul is free to be in love and that feels fair enough to you.
A/n: might be my favorite one yet ٩( ᐛ )و I really loved sinners it was a gorgeous movie and I hope y’all enjoy this fic as much as I did! I really missed making super detailed stories so my next couple post will be surrounding that, probably more supernatural/fantasy ones too! Love you dolls! Recently a couple blogs I follow on my main blog have been interacting with my stories and I get so giddy seeing it໒꒰ྀི ˃ ᵕ ˂ ꒱ྀི১
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