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[carleighalpha]

Heated Moments

David is worried about {Y/N} due to her being distant from him. However, one night changes that as a certain smell gives her away and David offers his help.

Rating: M

Word Count: 1.4K

Imagine: Fluff & Smut

Warnings: Loss of Virginity & Knotting.

It was like any other night, or it seemed to be. {Y/N}, the human, was on the other side of the room slightly fighting as she watched David talking to Dwyane. Star looked bored as she just rocked her legs back and forth on her bed.

This just sucks! {Y/N} thought as she felt slightly feverous. She could see David looking slightly puzzled at her, but she turned away from him to avoid eye contact. Most of the Lost Boys were Betas including Star. However, David was an Alpha and along with Dwayne. {Y/N} hated when David turned Star. Star wasn't interested in David or his way of living.

Being an Omega sucks ass! {Y/N} thought as she turned her head to see most of the group leaving for a feeding. Star even left, probably to lure people away and not feed, due to her not even wanting to be a vampire. {Y/N} shook her head and got up to go to her little corner of the cave. Her bed was well rounded with a black bed canopy to cover her space. She crawled in and got under the faux-furred blankets.

" {Y/N}?" David's voice made {Y/N} stiffen ass she felt a small heat beginning to pool in her belly, but she dulled it. David was worried about her, the two of them are usually attached to the hip, circling each other in a flirtatious dance, little kisses, and touches but as of recent, nothing.

Was she jealous of Star? Star isn't the girl I hold close to me and kiss! David thought as he saw {Y/N}'s {H/C} hair sticking out from her blanket.

" David, not now!" {Y/N} groaned as she covered up more, his scent was driving her up a wall. She wanted to touch him, having him hold her, To knot her! That thought alone made her slightly moan.

" {Y/N}?" David asked as he reached out for her. {Y/N} pulled her head out as David looked into her eyes.

What is it? David thought to himself, then as if on que, a smell hit David's nose, it smelt of sweetness and blood. His nose flared as he looked at the bundle-up form of {Y/N}. The thought hit him hard as he felt his member twitch. David then got down to {Y/N}'s level.

" Why didn't you tell me?" David asked in an alpha tone. {Y/N} felt slick exit her as the voice made her hotter, her inner omega begging to be unleashed, but she kept herself in a clear state of mind.

" I was afraid of anyone else who would find me." {Y/N} confessed as she rubbed her legs together.

" I can take away the pain." David said as he touched his girl's cheek, could he even call her that.

" Hold me!" {Y/N} whimpered as David quickly got his jacket off and shirt, placing them to the side of {Y/N}'s bed. He carefully got in bed as the Omega scrambled into his arms. His hard body against hers as she shivered. The bed canopy was closed as it surrounded them in darkness. David smelt something off about {Y/N} that made his blood slightly boil.

" Suppressants?" David asked as {Y/N} hid her head into David's chest.

" I was afraid of what Dwanye would do in an Alphas rut." {Y/N} shook, she was an unclaimed omega so David couldn't blame her.

" It's poison, you don't need them anymore." David hummed to {Y/N}, who shivered in his arms. David held her close, her body was burning up as she fell into sleep. He was glad he was cold. He could be everything she needed him to be. Her mate, her supplier, and her need. It felt a few moments before {Y/N} was rubbing against David, who groaned as his member began to twitch. The friction was making it insanely hard to control herself. {Y/N} woke up and turned to David, who had a slight sweat going.

" David! Please!" {Y/N} whimpered with the last remaining control she had.

" Claim me! I can't take it!" {Y/N} purred into David's neck. David looked at her for any heat talk and saw none. David then proceeded to kiss {Y/N} with heavy passion. He was finally going to get what he patiently wanted for the longest time.

" Alright!" David said with his signature smile. He kissed her again as he tore her top off with ease, letting his hand go up to her ribs to her chest, his fingers toying with her nipple as she practically ground against him with no hassle.

" Fuck!" {Y/N} groaned out in pleasure as every nerve in her body was on fire, every touch was amplified.

" That's it," Davids growled as he moved down her neck with ghosting kisses that let his girl a writhing mess. His cold touch was perfect for her burning body, her scent was like a drug to him and he had hit the jackpot. No amount of blood would ever replace this satisfaction for David as he kissed down her body and ripped off {Y/N}'s pants.

" Christ!" David growled as he saw {Y/N} was untouched down near her maidenhood.

" A virgin?" David asked as {Y/N} nodded. David smirked before inserting a single digit inside, this caused {Y/N} to moan loudly as David curled his finger before adding two more. {Y/N} cried out as she felt more and more slick exiting her.

" God fuck David!" She cried out in ecstasy. David couldn't help but lick a long stripe on {Y/N}'s core, shuddering every fiber in her body.

" I can't take this anymore! David knot me!" {Y/N} screamed as David smirked, he removed his pants and boots before being bare to his girl. The only woman he could see as his mate. David aligned himself to her core. Kissing her, David trusted slowly into {Y/N}, who tenses as David settled himself inside her.

" God!" {Y/N} moaned as David pulled out slowly and entered in again, {Y/N} cried out.

" Mount me!" Her voice held desperation as David's grin grew. He pulled out and got her on her knees before entering again. {Y/N}'s moans kept fueling David as he plunged deeply into her, every fiber in his body wanted her as he felt his face morph and fang descended.

" Fuck David!" {Y/N} cried out as he lifted her up slightly so her back was against his front as he continued to thrust inside her at a painful pace. It was the pleasure that she sought. David's hot breath against her neck as she felt his fangs against her shoulder.

" Do it! Bite me!" {Y/N} cried as she felt David's knot catching fast. That did it for him, David roared out and bit down on {Y/N}'s neck as his knot locked inside of her. Her blood was unlike any other. Taking very little, David soon stopped after two gulps of blood before licking {Y/N}'s claiming bite, sealing it.

" You ok?" David asked a panting {Y/N}." I'm better than ok David, I love you.' She whispered. David moved her head towards him and kissed her as his face demorphed. He laid the two of them on their sides so his knot wouldn't tug. Covering themselves up as the smell of sex and vampire musk filled the cave.

" This is gonna be a bit hard to explain." David said as he felt {Y/N}'s core milking him of everything that he was giving her.

" I don't care what they think as long as we are happy." {Y/N} said as she heard the familiar voices of the group entering the cave. There as the five entered they saw a slightly annoyed David and tired {Y/N} in an embrace.

" Holy shit it smells like an Omega was here." Dwayne yelled out.

" Don't look and go!" David told them, Dwanye looked at {Y/N} and smirked.

" I'm happy for you two!" He yelled before leaving with the rest. David groaned as {Y/N} wiggled her ass causing David to cum again. He nipped her neck and {Y/N} just giggled at this.

" You're mine." David said in a cocky tone.

" When wasn't I?" She asked before David just smiled and held her close.

[hxney-lemcn]

School — David Jacobs x fem! reader

Summery: Reader and David basically have a study date.

tw: None

wc: 1.3k

Master List

Going to school wasn't the worst, but definitely not the best. Especially for girls. We were always looked down upon for being 'less smart than their male counterparts'. They taught us more about etiquette and manners and boring shit like that. Lots of the time I would hear boys laugh in the school yard about how girls shouldn't even go to school, or go to a school that would teach us how to do laundry and wash dishes. What utter scum.

When I bumped into David he was very different. He was polite and kind and treated me like human being. He was a nice breath of fresh air, and I wanted more. I knew him to be in my advanced English class and Math. Boy was he smart, but so was I. I think he noticed I was in a few of his classes and chose to sit by me. We had a small chat about books we liked and how our lives at home were. He was a sweet boy unlike the ones I've seen and met before.

So that lead me to tell my best friend about him. She told me that I was starting to fancy him but I doubt that. I barely know the guy!

"You totally fancy him!" (F/n) squealed with a giant grin. "I better be a brides maid!"

"Wha!" I exclaimed in embarrassment. "No! (F/n)! I only talk to him in classes, and he probably only sees me in a friendly manner anyways."

"We can change that," She said wiggling her eyebrows.

"You suck," I said clearing all expressions from my face.

"Oh come on," She said rolling her eyes playfully. "I just want to help."

"Yeah yeah," I sighed. "You know, I'm okay with just being friends."

She just shook her head as the bell rung, "David Jacobs huh, I think he's in my next class."

I felt my face pale not knowing what she would do. Maybe she's just scaring me. Before I could warn her not to she left me standing alone in the schools garden. I made my way to my next class, my mind elsewhere. Would David and I ever get together? Would he ever like me like that? What would it be like dating him?

My waking thoughts were consumed of just David and I. The possibilities, the romance that seemed  nonexistent, how good of a person he seemed to be. The next day when David sat next to me there seemed to be something on his mind.

"Hey David," I said with a smile closing my book.

He just stared at me for a few seconds before snapping out of his thoughts, "Oh, hey." I furrowed my eyebrows, 'Does he want me to leave him alone?' Probably, so I opened my book and started to read leaving David to his thoughts. I may like to talk to him, but I know when to stop. I was only able to read a few pages before David passed me a note. I looked at him with curiosity and opened it.

It read:

Your friend told me you needed some tutoring with math, I could help you.

I felt my eyes widen and blush a bit. So she did talk to him. I looked at the clock noticing that class will start soon so I quickly scribbled down my reply.

Yeah, some of it was kind of confusing. How about this Saturday? At noon?

I passed him back the note and I noticed he seemed extremely nervous. He scanned it quickly and let out a sigh of relief. A grin took over his features as he wrote. Passing it to me it read:

Sounds good. We could go to my place, I can pick you up. What's your address?

I wrote down my address and just like that, a study was planned. The week seemed to pass quickly after that exchange. David hung out with me more and more frequently. He would walk me to some of my different classes  and he would walk me home. 'Just so I know the way' Was one of his many excuses. Once Saturday rolled around I was made sure to dress in somewhat casual, yet still presentable garment. A baby blue skirt with a white lacy top.

A knock was heard at my door and it seemed like I wasn't quick enough to answer it, for there was my mom and David standing there talking. I shyly approached the two as my mom was questioning him and he looked extremely nervous once again.

"Stop interrogating him mother," I said sternly.

"I just want to make sure this young man has the best of intentions with you," My mother responded crossing her arms.

"He's just going to help me study," I sighed out as my mama moved out of the way.

"Make sure you're back here before dinner you hear me?" She asked. "I don't want to make food for two only for it to go to waste."

I nodded in understanding, "Of course mama." I kissed her cheek and left with David to his house.

"That was scary," He said letting out a breath. This caused me to laugh. When we got to his house we were the only ones there. We studied, him explaining further how to do some of the stuff we learned earlier. Then his family came home. We were in the kitchen so they saw us right away.

His little brother, which I think he said his name was Les, ran over to us with a giant smile, "You're the girl Davey won't stop talkin about!" My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks heat up.

"U-uhm," I stuttered out not knowing how to reply.

"Les!" David whispered harshly.

"It's alright," I said with a slight laugh. His sister, which I forgot her name sorry, laughed too.

"Come on Les," She said with a smile, "Let's let them continue studying." His parents walked in to introduce themselves.

"I'm Mrs. Jacobs and this is my husband," She said politely. "It's a pleasure to meet you dear."

"The pleasure is all mine Mrs. Jacobs," I smiled. "My name is (y/n) (l/n)." They then left to the small living room leaving me and David slightly alone. We couldn't seem to focus on our work anymore and we decided to take a break, David helping me onto the fire escape. We stared out at the sky breathing in the fresh air. I noticed it was started getting late and mentioned to David I should head home.

"I'll walk you there," He said while helping me back into his apartment. I nodded with a smile as we packed up our stuff. Les started to complain saying how 'Davey' hogged me the entire time and that he wanted to play with me too. Sarah, I learned her name was, told him that next time he would be able to. We bid his parents goodbye and we left off to my house.

"The stars look very pretty," I mumbled out as we walked down a cobblestone street. "Too bad the lights of the city block them."

"The city lights let some shine brighter," He muttered under his breath but I heard him. I looked at him in confusion and I notice he was blushing.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I-I, uh," He stuttered out. "You look beautiful and the l-light uh..." I blushed and couldn't help but let out a small giggle.

"Y-you happen to look handsome," I replied tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

Once we got to my house I stopped before entering. I turned to David and smiled shyly.

"Thank you Davey," I said with a slight smirk. I leaned on my tip toes and gave him a light peck on the lips before bolting into my house. I looked out my window to see a stunned Davey standing there. Then a love sick smile rested on his face and I knew that I did the right thing. He slowly left with a bit of a pip in his step.

I guess I should thank (f/n).

[theys-a-joke]

Love is Complicated: Chapter 1: It Makes You Angry

Hey guys! I know I had said I would be posting these Saturday or Sunday, and here we are, Thursday. Sorry about that. But look! My first multi chapter story! pls forgive me 

Request:  Friends to lovers? Pining? Denying feelings? 

Warnings: n/a

The beloved AO3 link!

You and David had joined the newsboys at the same time to support your families, and unsaid, to support each other. You had always been around the Jacobs family to help David with Les and in turn, he helped you with your school work. Given, he wasn’t the best at asking for help, yet somehow you were always there when he needed it, whether he knew it or not.

The two of you had actually met in one of those situations.

He was trying to bring a chest inside his house, but he wasn’t really succeeding. You had been walking by, on your way home from picking up some groceries for your parents when you saw him struggling. You had started to help and when the chest finally started to move, he looked up and noticed you.

“Excuse me, who are you?” He asked, ever so polite, even at a young age.

“I’m (Y/N)! Who're you?”

“My mother told me not to talk to strangers.” He mumbled. 

“But you talked to me first!” You pointed out.

“Well…” He started, before you cut him off.

“You know my name now, so we're not strangers. Plus, I'm helping you move this thing!” 

“But, why?” 

“You looked like you needed help.” You shrugged. He looked pensive for a moment, eyeing the chest as well as you. 

“Oh. Well, my name’s David. And I don't need your help.” He finally said, irritated.

“It’s nice to meet you David!” You said, putting down your end of the chest to stick out your hand for a handshake, dismissing his annoyance with you.

Reluctantly, he put his end down to take your hand in his. 

"It's nice to meet you, (Y/N)."

“(Y/N). (Y/N), (Y/N)!”

You were brought back from the memory by the same boy it was about. David was waving his hand in front of you face

“Yeah David?” You said, shaking your head.

“You looked lost in thought, and I didn’t want us to be late to the newsstand.”

“Sorry, sorry, I was just thinking about how we first met. What’s the word? Remi-?”

“Reminiscing.”

“Thanks.”

“Sure, now come on, we gotta go.” He says, before shaking his own head. 

You hadn’t realized you had stopped until he pointed it out. Though once he did, you grabbed his hand and ran, dragging David through the streets behind you. Unbeknownst to you though, him and physical contact did not pair well, and left him a blushing mess.

By the time you had reached the newstand, there was already a line forming. You had managed to squeeze in before anyone else could, pulling David along with you. You were a team after all. You let go of his hand and turned to face him while others were getting their papers.

“Isn’t this exciting? We actually get to work. We get to be a part of this.” You whispered, walking backwards as the line moved forward.

“I don’t understand how this is all that exciting to you. We’re just selling newspapers.” He sighs. 

“David we’re not ju-”

You interrupted by a slam of something hitting the post behind you. You were so excited that you hadn’t realized it was your turn to take some papers. 

“Ah, a new kid. Good to see a fresh face 'round all of these rats.” A rather greasy looking man said.

"Uh, two new faces actually." You say, trying to divide the attention from the man between you and David, pulling him up next to you.

Chatter began to spread around the area. New people? Kids they hadn't seen before? The newsies seemed to be a tight-knit group to you and after seeing anyone new, they all seemed a bit shocked. Some others you could see had a mischievous look to them. You made a mental note to try to stick with David. 

“I-I’ll take twenty papers please.” You stutter out, making yourself small.

“Ooh, and manners, I like you already.” He said, smiling at you. You could feel David at your side, causing you to relax.

You heard some of the other boys calling him weasel, you could see why. You never wanted to be in a 100 foot radius of him ever again. 

“20 for the new kid. Now let’s see the dime?”

“We can pay for them after we sell them, can’t we?” David asked, jumping into the conversation, putting his arm around you.

“Cash up-front kid.”

“But whatever we don’t sell you buy back right?” He asks, incredulously.

“David, it’s fine.” You said, trying to calm him down. 

“Here you go.” You gave the man a dime and took your twenty papers, leaving the safety of David's arms.

David did the same, yet, something was wrong. He had only gotten nineteen. He bickered with the weasel, who you had come to learn was named Wiesel, for a bit longer before another boy came over to settle the dispute. As he walked past he gave you a wink.

He was a good deal taller than you were, so you turned your head down to face your feet, in hopes he wouldn’t see your blush. You weren’t really used to all of this attention. You looked back up to hear that the boy was offering you both fifty more papers. Which seemed a bit outrageous to you. 

“We can do fine on our own thank you very much. We don’t even know who you are.” You straightened up in hopes of seeming more confident, walking back to David's side. 

“This here is Jack Kelly, how couldya not have heard of him?” A boy with a crutch said, coming up to stand next to 'Jack Kelly'.

“Hows about I show the both of youse the ropes here, eh?” He says, elbowing the boy with the Crutch while eyeing you both up and down.

“Why are you helping us?” David asked him, with that same tone he had used years ago with you.

“It’s ya first day here, and I thinks the little kiddo here,” Jack made his way to your other side, bringing his arm around your shoulders, looking David in the eyes, “could get ahead with the right tricks that I could teach ya.”

“The little kid here? Has a name you know. And really isn't so little.” You took his arm from around your shoulder and forcefully poked him in the chest, pushing him a slight bit away from you so you could look up at him. He looked surprised, as if he had never been rejected before.

“It’s (Y/N). This is David. You should at least learn our names before you teach us anything.”

“Well then, Vests, Davey, follow me and I’ll getcha all set up.” He started walking away from you, not waiting for you to follow. You and David shared a look. You had to admit, Jack had some gusto, it made sense that all the other boys seemed to stop and listen when he spoke. 

"Vests?" You asked, looking at your outfit. You guessed your vest stood out.

“Davey?” He asked, confusion all over his face.

"Must be easier for him to remember." You shrugged. You then ran off to catch up with Jack, and turned around to see David, no, Davey, in a trance.

“C’mon Davey! Don’t you love learning?” You shouted at him, your smile wide. That seemed to shake him from his trance and he began running to catch up. Once you were both caught up, Jack started explaining things. 

“So first things first, you gotta choose a sellin' spot to sell ya papes. You choose a bad one, youse ain't gonna end up makin' a lot, and you’ll hafta eat the papes. But, lucky for you two, s'early enough that there are still a few good spots left.” He took you to a corner that wasn’t all that lively, but from what you could see, there seemed to be a lot of shops and houses around here. 

“Wow. You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been to this part of New York.”

“Just wait doll, hang with us for a while you’ll getta see a lotta stuff.” Jack winked at you again before someone started to come up to you.

“Watch this,” Jack whispered to you and Davey, as he put on a smile,“'Suces me ma’am, but can I interest you in today’s morning paper. It’s all about creatures prowlin' 'round in the night of New York City. If ya need anyone to protect, just call for Jack.” He winked as they exchanged money. But as soon as she bought the paper and left blushing, Jack dropped the smile and sincerity. 

“See? Easy as pie. So for you Vests, I would suggest that ever so sweet flattery. For Davey, I’mna put what I hope's a big brain to work. Like so.”

Jack began shouting out a headline, too loud for you to figure out was he was saying. 

“Come get it right here! Terrified flight from burnin’ inferno!” He shouted over and over again. Soon enough, a man walked up and took the paper from Jack, handing him some change. 

“You want me to lie?” Davey asked in exasperation.

“You do whatcha gotta do here.” Jack shrugged, “Now, your turn.” 

In the time he had given you both demonstrations, more people had filled the street. Women walking around to buy groceries for their families. Men walking around to go to meetings and suit shops and what not. You could see Davey’s brain looking for ways to sell papers without having to lie, the scowl on his face deepening as he thought. If you were to be honest, you weren’t sure what else he was supposed to do. You left him to his thinking to try and sell some of your own papers, which was in actuality, easier done then said. Sometimes you would only need to give someone a look and they'd be racing over to talk to you. You sold them a paper and sent them on their way, only able to entertain them for so long. Soon enough, you had sold all of your papers and it wasn’t even midday. 

“Wow, you really are a natural at this aren’tcha?” Jack asked, suddenly appearing at your side, arm around your shoulder. You weren't quite sure if this was him flirting or simply his normal. 

“Well, I’m not exactly that sure. I was just doing what you told me to do. It actually tires me out.” 

“Oh yeah, sellin twenty papes must make ya real tired.” He says, sarcasm evident.

“It’s not the number that tires me, but selling them itself. I’ve never gotten this much attention from anyone. It’s all new to me and I’m actually really glad you’re helping me and Davey.” 

“I do what I can. It’s the least I can do for new newsies.” He says, directing you to a bench.

“Well still, I appreciate it. I'm sure Davey does too." You say, as both of you turn to look back over to Davey, who still had the majority of his papers in his bag. He looked so concerned and sort of angry, probably at himself for having trouble selling papers. You decided to give him a reprieve by walking up to talk to him, saying goodbye to Jack. 

"I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?" Jack asked.

"Course you will, I'm a newsies after all."

Davey had been getting more and more frustrated as time had passed. He saw you selling papers with ease, and wondered what he was doing wrong. Everything came so effortlessly to you, you were so adaptable, persistent too. You had dealt with him all these years, his dissatisfaction when he couldn't get something right on the first try, his bitterness when he didn't understand something, his standoffish-ness. You stayed by his side through it. And even now, you were helping him support his family so that Les could stay in school. And here you were, walking up to him and pulling him out of his spiral.

"Hey (Y/N)." He says, downcast.

“Davey, how about we take a break and go get something to eat at your house. Then we can come back and start fresh. I can even help you sell some papers.” You offer.

“Yeah, you’re right. I think I need a break. Thanks (Y/N).” He says, sighing.

“Hey, who knows you better than I do?” You smile.

“Nobody.”

“That’s right." 

As the two of you walked back to Davey's house, neither of you spoke. You didn't need to, the silence was comfortable, at least, comfortable on your end. On Davey's however, the silence was only external, with the thoughts in Davey’s mind racing.

I really don’t understand, why am I having such a hard time selling papers? Is it because I’ve been so distracted today? Because I've been frustrated half the time and don't even know why? If that's the reason, what's the source? Could it be (Y/N)? I mean, not directly because of (Y/N), but all these interactions they're having. The way some of those other guys were staring at them earlier, it made me sick. And Jack? What is he playing at? Flirting with (Y/N) and then encouraging (Y/N) to flirt with others. Why is this making me upset? It must be Jack then, it has to be. He just rubs me the wrong way, and he's a bad influence! And (Y/N) doesn't even seem to realize it. How could they let him do that to them, to let him treat them like that. Outrageous. 

He had just finished his train of though as you both arrived at Davey’s house. You entered and went into the kitchen to find Davey’s mother. 

“Oh hello dears. It seems a bit early to see you back.” Mrs. Jacobs greeted you.

“It’s nothing to worry about Mrs. Jacobs. We stopped by in hopes that we could have something to eat.” You said, falling into a rhythm with her to prepare lunch.

“Well, we have a bit of leftover bread, most likely enough for the both of you. And while I’m trying to make that butter last as long as possible, take as much as you like.” She said. 

“Thank you mother.” Davey said, as he grabbed two cups and filled them up with water from the sink, setting them down at the table. You joined him at the table carrying a plate with the bread and butter. You sat across from him at the table and the two of you began to eat. 

“You know David, you don’t look too well. Maybe you should go rest.” His mother suggested.

“I can’t do that. If I rest I won’t be able to sell the rest of my papers.” He rebutted.

“Your mother’s right Davey. You should rest. I can sell the rest of the papers for you.” You agreed.

“No, (Y/N), you don’t need t-”

“David Jacobs give me your papers this instant.” You stated firmly.

He resigned himself to handing his papers over to you. You put them in your bag, finishing your bread before heading out and saying goodbye to the Jacobs. 

Mrs. Jacobs had joined Davey as he was fiddling with his cup.

“So, David, tell me, what’s got you all worked up.” She said.

“Mother I have no idea as to what you’re talking about.” 

“There’s something upsetting you and it isn’t good to bottle it up inside.”

“How do you know something's wrong?”

“Mother’s intuition sweet heart. So. What is it?”

“It’s just, I’ve been wound up and angry today and I’m not sure why, and I think it has to do with (Y/N) and this newsie, Jack.”

“Of course.” She said, nodding her head.

“Earlier today, everyone was looking, gawking at them like they were some freak of nature, as if they had never seen a person before. And then this guy Jack was flirting with them and touching them and while we were selling papes he encouraged them to flirt with everyone, putting them outside of their comfort zone and into the spotlight.” He rambled.

“It sounds to me that someone is jealous.”

“I’m not jealous, I’m worried about them.”

“You care about them. And you’re not used to not being the center of their attention. It's natural.”

“Oh please, I’m perfectly fine not being the center of their attention.”

“How do you feel that they're going back to sell papers, by themself, or possibly with the Jack boy you mentioned?”

“I’m fine.” He strained.

“You don’t sound fine to me mister. Go get some rest and think about it when you get up." 

"Mother I'm fine. Please."

"David, go take a nap, and when you wake up you can help Les with his homework." 

"Fine." He says, bringing himself to his room, only to stew in his angry thoughts.

[carleighalpha]

Intertwining Vines

David's on the prowl for his newest victim. This time things are different.

Rating: M

Word Count: 1.2K

Imagine: Fluff & Smut

Warnings: Smut and Steamy

It was every night, the same time that David and his Lost Boys would venture on the boardwalk to find any prey they could feast on to satiate their hunger and dispose of the bodies. Yet, one girl was interesting to him.

" You've been staring at her for 30 mins!" Dwayne said in a joking way.

" Come on David, are you gonna charm her like every other blood bag or what?" Marko asked as he had a slight shake going.

" Don't be a chicken!" Paul said as David turned to him with a small grimace.

" Come on David!" Star said as she tried pulling him towards her.

" You know I don't think of you that way!" He said staring at the gypsy. She pouted before sauntering off. David's gaze turned back to the girl he continued to watch. He then began to walk towards her. The way she stood was strong. He didn't know if he wanted to fuck her or kill her. Time would tell.

" Hey." David said in a very quiet but powerful tone. The girl turned to him and he noticed her eyes. The {E/C} eyes caused him to lose his way for a mere moment of time.

" Can I help you?" She asked as David looked at her attire. Black jacket, blue crop top, black torn jeans, and black combat boots. Her {H/C} was striking as it went to her lower back.

" Just a name to your face there sexy." David said as the girl smirked at him.

He's strong and persistent. But the dead stench lingers. {Y/N} thought as she stared at the platinum blonde man in front of her.

" {Y/N} if you must know." She says in a playful tone. The vampire smirked at her and looked back at his boys before nodding to them that he has his own plans. They howl like crazy ones before going for their own meals.

" Seems you are the playful type. I'm David." David said with his signature smirk, hoping to lure her from playful eyes. Her body was nice, maybe he could get a taste.

" Why don't you follow me?" {Y/N} said as she flashed her own smile. David saw that her canines were unusually sharp, but all the more fun! David nodded and followed her down to the beach, close to the rock beds and ledges in the small wooded area. David put her back towards the rockface.

" I know what you are, David and you don't scare me." {Y/N} said with her eyes flashing a cold blue.

" Nice job luring me away, a lone wolf." She said as she let her lower lip trace David's ear. He felt his eyes roll a bit in the back of his head as she said those words.

" I could eat you." David said with a sadistic tone, but {Y/N} pressed her firm body against his as she released a strong pheromone.

" You can have a tase, as long as I can get some of what your hiding." {Y/N} said as she almost ripped his pant loose. He growled at that, he knew what he wanted. He wanted to fuck her nice and good.

" I think we can arrange that." David said with a fanged grin. {Y/N} kissed him hard with a new fire in her belly. She was heated and ready.

" Come on David!" {Y/N} said in a lustful tone. David felt his erection becoming painfully hard at this moment. {Y/N} removed David's jacket as he had her jump up. Her legs wrapped around his waist. {Y/N}'s jacket came off with no effort.

" God Fuck!" David growled against her neck as {Y/N} was against a tree. She tore her own top off after her feet were touching the ground. David got his shirt off and threw it to the ground. {Y/N} had no bra on as David immediately wrapped his lips around one of her nipples while his other hand worked the other. {Y/N} yelped in excitement as her body got more and more heated.

" Fuck David!" {Y/N} moaned out as he came up and placed a kiss upon her neck, she held his head there. David then bit down on her, letting her sweet blood into his mouth. It was liquid ecstasy to him. He didn't want to be greedy, he took very little before sealing it away.

" That was amazing, and we haven't even fucked yet." {Y/N} said with a smile. David smirked as he got her pants off, she wasn't even wearing underwear and she smelt divine, almost like a bitch in heat.

" Fuck you smell good!" David said as {Y/N} moaned as he played with her sensitive nub. {Y/N} felt her fangs extend, the feeling of orgasm was reaching as David put two fingers inside her and began scissoring them together. The wetness of her sweet core made David stop for a moment to lick her wetness. He growled before spreading her legs apart and licking her deeply as he played with her clit.

" Fuck!" {Y/N} cried out as her claws grew, gripping his hair as he ate her out. She was a sweet drink that he craved and he only just discovered her. It wasn't long before she was howling out as David licked her to bliss. He drank every last drop of her sweet release. He soon got up and kissed her as he removed his pants and aligned his cock. He entered her fast and hard.

" God fuck!" David growled as he placed ghosting kisses on her neck. {Y/N} gripped his mullet as her walls squeezed him tight. The rhythm he created was fast and heated, David almost felt her wall gripping him like a vise.

" Christ!" {Y/N} growled as her eyes glowed that cold steel blue of her wolf. She hoped up and wrapped her legs around him as he sat down. Her hands-on his shoulders as she bounced up and down, her wetness made it easier for her to slide up and down on his cock. He gripped her back as he left bleeding scratch marks there. The wounds closed fast as David's bloodlust occurred. He moved her {H/C} hair out of the way and bit her neck to drink her blood. Her howl of pleasure caused her walls to tighten around his cock again.

" Christ David!" {Y/N} shrieked as David pounded into her hard with a closing climax at the edge. David let her neck go as he growled out. He stilled deep within her and came deep within her. {Y/N}'s eyes flashed with knowledge of what was happening within her very being. David helps her get off of him. {Y/N} smirks at him.

" You did me a great service David." {Y/N} smirked as warmth settled within her. He had no idea what she meant. {Y/N} got on all fours and changed into this beautiful white wolf and vanished into the woods. David smirked as he got her clothes that remained and placed them on a stump before leaving.

" Werewolves." David said as he smirked before leaving.

[davidtennantrequests]

I've just lost a close friend through an illness. Could you write David comforting the reader over a grievance?

Oh friend, I am so sorry. I hope what I’ve written can give you a little comfort, but I understand how hard this time must be for you. I’m always just an ask away if you need to talk about anything ❤️

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You had been strong all day. You had put on a good face for everyone around you. How could you show weakness when they all needed someone to cry to?

That didn't change when you returned to your flat. You simply sat on your bed in your slightly uncomfortable black dress and stared at the wall for a while, unmoving and without making a sound.

You had managed to get so far out of your own head that you jumped when you heard the knock on your door. Blankly, you made your way to it, unlocked it and pulled it open. David was standing in the doorway, looking sullen.

Relieved to finally see someone who would be strong for you, you burst into tears as soon as you realized it was him on the other side of the door. Your body was so exhausted from keeping you strong over the past days that you collapsed where you stood. David caught you before you could hit the floor and picked you up, kicking the door closed behind him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and cried against his shoulder while he carried you to your bedroom.

"Now, why would you wear that, love? Let's get you comfortable, hm?" He said softly as he placed you on your bed and went to your closet. He pulled out your favorite big tshirt and set it next to you, but you couldn't move; all of your energy was focused on the tears rolling down your cheeks and keeping your breathing under control. Realizing this, David stood you up slowly, assuming you hadn't eaten today and knowing any sudden movements might cause you to lose consciousness. He stepped behind you and unzipped your dress, letting it fall to the floor and immediately reaching for the tshirt to pull it over your head. He quickly reached up under the tshirt to unfasten your bra and let that fall down your arms and onto the floor with your dress. You managed to feebly snake your arms through the holes before your knees went weak and you sat on the bed again. David swiped a few tissues from the box on your table and padded your face with them before placing them in your hand and reaching to the floor to hang up your dress and place your bra in one of your drawers.

"I'll only be a minute." He looked square into your eyes in an effort to make you hear him over your sobs, and you nodded once before he made long strides out of the room.

You raised the tissues to your face with shaking hands and blew your nose. You managed to get the wad of tissues in the wastebasket next to the table as your arm flopped back to your side, and you were grateful for a moment that that was something David wouldn't have to take care of. He returned a few minutes later with a small tray balancing a cup of tea in your favorite mug and a small plate of food.

"I know you probably don't feel up to it, but you've got to eat something, love."

He sat next to you and balanced the tray on his knees while he helped you hold the mug and take a sip. You had cried just about every tear you had in you, and they were now drying on your cheeks, making your eyes sting slightly and your face cold. The tea felt good on your dry throat, and David wiped your face with the napkin he had brought in with him. He practically fed you and you were grateful to eat. Even if you weren't entirely hungry, you knew you couldn't let your stomach stay empty for much longer without feeling sicker.

When you had finished, David placed the tray on the table beside the box of tissues and kicked off his shoes. He climbed onto the bed and pulled you down gently so he was holding you tightly.

"Rest now, love." He whispered into your hair, "I'll be right here."

You allowed your eyelids to close over your dry eyes and let your body surrender to the sleep you so desperately needed, your body and mind being held together mostly by David's tight embrace.

[davidtennantrequests]

Would you do one wear Reader meets David somewhere, maybe a convention or perhaps just out and about, but Reader has no clue who David is. He spends time trying to convince her that he is in fact a famous actor. She doesn't buy it, but agrees to a date wherein he will try to convince her. Whether she is convinced or not is up to you.

Sounds good, Nonny! Sorry this has taken a while, but this request seemed fitting since we’re just coming off of the high from David being at Wizard World Raleigh, so thanks (; hope you like it!

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Why did you even take that second job, anyway? Whether it was your constant need to always have something going on, or the fact that you just couldn’t say ‘no’ to anyone, the fact was that your phone rang at 5pm friday night and you were asked to cover for a fellow IT person at some convention the following day.Lovely, you thought, I get to spend my entire saturday telling some washed-up superhero not to speak so close to the mic. When you arrived at the convention, one of the security guards showed you where you’d be spending the next few hours. You plunked your bag down on the folding table that was set up on the scaffolding stage in front of a sea of folding chairs. You caught a glimpse of the name card on the table: David Tennant. Whoever that is, you thought. You had been a bit late due to traffic so you needed to get all of the equipment hooked up before people started trickling in. “Hello!” A friendly voice called from the opposite side of the chair-sea. You looked up to see a tall, skinny bloke walking toward the stage in long strides. He was wearing a blazer over a tshirt, jeans, and shoes that matched the tshirt. “Oh, sorry,” you said, picking up a microphone to do a quick sound check, “they technically haven’t opened the doors yet, so…you’ll have to wait outside.” “Oh.” The stranger looked defeated, and, you now noticed, extremely attractive, “Ehm- actually…I’m- I’m David Tennant.” You laughed right in his face. “Okay.” You said, “Sure you are.” “I am!” He was laughing with you now, “Really. I am. Look.” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He fished out his ID and handed it to you. “Well.” You sighed, “It looks like I’ve made a complete arse of myself and the my job’s barely begun.” “Not at all.” He smiled, taking the ID back from you and replacing it in his wallet, “I’m sure you get fans who pretend to be someone else in order to sneak into panels early all the time.” “It’s happened to me once or twice.” You lied, “Sorry, again. I just didn’t-” you cut yourself off and continued your work. “Didn’t what?” He prodded. “I just thought you too attractive to be some washed up sci-fi hero.” You let the words fall from your mouth before you thought about them. “Oh, really?” He was laughing again as he placed his hands on his hips, “And what if I said you were too attractive to be working behind the scenes at some ‘washed-up sci-fi hero’s’ convention panel, hm?” “I’d say you’re right.” You tried to regain the upper hand, “It is just something I do for fun. Usually we get academic conferences and things like that, I don’t really do the comic conventions.” “I don’t believe I caught your name.” He said as if he hadn’t heard your reply. “____________.” You said into a mic to introduce yourself and test the sound. When it worked you turned it off again and placed it on the table. “Well, it’s lovely to meet you, ____________.” David smiled. “Is it?” You asked, “Because I feel like I’ve been nothing but rude to you since you walked in.” “Well, perhaps I shouldn’t have come off as so entitled.” He replied, “That’s very uncharacteristic of me, and for that I am sorry.” “So which washed-up superhero are you, anyway?” You asked, disregarding his apology. He chuckled again, “I played the Tenth Doctor on Doctor Who.” “Wow, and they let you speak at this thing?” You asked, being rude again, “What about the other nine?” “That’s not…” He began, “That’s not exactly how it works, actually. It’s a rather popular show. You’ve never seen it?” “Can’t say I have. Sorry.” You admitted, untangling a bit of wiring. “Well,” you could tell he felt a bit deflated by your remarks, “I promise you that I am quite worthy of this panel. And hopefully you’ll see that as it gets going.” “If anyone shows up.” You laughed again, then shut your mouth, knowing you’ve been incredibly rude. “Forgive me: but are you like this with all of the washed-up superheroes you meet?” He was definitely irritated now, “I can’t imagine you’d be able to keep this job with that sort of attitude.” “I’m terribly sorry.” You put down your work and turned to face him, “No, I’m not usually like this. There are just a few other things I’d rather be doing with my saturday and this just isn’t one of them. I don’t know why I even took this job- I don’t need it. I just like IT stuff, and this was the only job that would let me do that and keep my regular job as well.” You paused to catch your breath, “Sorry. Wow. Did not mean to unload that on you that way. That was quite uncharacteristic of me.” You repeated his remark from earlier. “No, I completely understand.” He nodded, “Ehm, well. Forgive me again if I’m being too forward, but dinner wouldn’t happen to be one of the other ways you’d like to spend your saturday, would it?” “I do tend to eat dinner, yes.” You replied cautiously. He laughed again, “Well, maybe you’d let me take you out and continue trying to convince you I’m not just some washed-up superhero?” “I think that would be lovely, Mr.-” you paused to glance at the name card on the table, “Tennant.” “Very good.” He said, blushing, “Well, I better get behind the stage here, they’ll be opening the doors any second.” “Okay.” Was all you could muster before you heard the loud echoing of the doors being opened. He smiled and wagged his head a bit before disappearing behind the stage. Another man came in just as the doors opened and introduced himself as the one leading the panel, but you instantly forgot his name because you were thinking about David. What if he actually was a famous actor? He had just asked you to dinner after you had been a complete arsehole to him! You thought perhaps the panel would give you some insight. You sat at a small booth next to the stage with your laptop, making sure everything went smoothly. You were surprised at just how much the fans went crazy for David. They started asking questions about his upcoming project: not so washed-up, you thought. You noticed him looking at you at different points, and he smiled at you each time he caught your eye. Fans wanted him to make videos saying ‘hi’ to people who weren’t able to make it, but loved him. One person gave him a small plastic cow and he was very gracious about it, despite the ridiculous situation. He was funny, and honest, and animated, and just wonderful. You stole a moment to look him up on your phone. He had quite an impressive resume. You’d absolutely need him to explain the first nine doctors, though. When the last screaming fan had trickled out of the large room, David made his way over to you. “Well, that went- well. Thank you.” He smiled. “Just doing my job.” You smiled back, making an effort not to be rude this time, “I have to say I’m impressed.” “Oh, aye?” He asked. “Aye.” You mocked him slightly, “You seem to have quite the following, and maybe you’re not quite as washed-up as others I’ve met at these things.” “Well, I am certainly delighted to hear you say that.” His smile got a bit bigger now, “But- since you seem to be convinced, does that mean I don’t need to convince you over dinner?” “Oh, no,” you replied, shoving a cable into your bag, “I’m still terribly confused about the whole ‘ten doctors’ thing. I think I’m going to need a crash course on Doctor Who.” “Very well then.” He took your bag for you once you had packed it up, “Dinner it is.” He held out his other hand to you and you laced your fingers in his as he lead you out of the room, smiling at you all the while.

[davidtennantrequests]

Can you do one where the reader and the Doctor just go to look at the stars? a very fluffly story : D

You got it, friend! I hope you like what I’ve written (:

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"Alright, then! Where to, huh?" The Doctor sang in your direction as he flipped a few switches on the console.

"Oh, I don’t know!" You cried jokingly, "there’re just too many places to choose from."

"Hmm." He thought for a moment, "Very well, what would you most like to see, then?"

"Honestly?" You asked, "You’ve shown me so many wonderful things. But- I just want to see the stars."

"The stars." He repeated pensively, looking away from you, "The stars, the stars, where can we- OH!" He snapped his fingers, "I know exactly where to take you." He pressed a few buttons and kicked a lever while he held on to two other controls, "Hold on tight!"

And with that, you were thrown against the console as the TARDIS took off. The Doctor laughed at your panicked face and the fact that he had been able to surprise you. You held on tight, watching The Doctor’s face as he reveled in the takeoff. You knew this was his favorite part: the thrill of possibility, and never knowing exactly where he would end up.

When you landed, he reached for your hand.

"Shall we?" He asked with a huge grin.

"Where are we?"

"You wanted to see the stars, right?" He lead you toward the door and pulled on his long brown coat, "Well, my dear, welcome to Starry Night."

He opened the TARDIS door so you could see outside. It was night time, and grass stretched out in front of the door for miles. Above, in the dark blue sky, were millions of huge, bright stars. A few skipped across the dark blue backdrop in different directions, and you thought you could pluck one right out of the sky if you reached out your hand.

"It’s beautiful." You breathed, still inside the TARDIS.

"It’s literally a planet just for stargazing." The Doctor said as he walked a few paces ahead of you and put out his hand to lead you out of the TARDIS and onto the soft grass, "Named for the Van Gogh painting, of course. It was made by an organization as a tourist planet. Like your people make beaches: take sand from one part of the Earth and move it to another? That’s how they made Starry Night. More or less."

"Well, I’m certainly glad they did." You said, still marveling at the sky, "Where are all the people?"

"We just seem to be lucky, I suppose. Oh, hold on." He said before bounding back inside the TARDIS.

You heard a few things clang around before he emerged again, holding a large haphazardly folded blanket, "Here we are then." He walked closer to you and spread it out over the grass. There was a slight breeze in the air, but nothing that made you too cold. You smiled at him before stretching out on the soft blanket. He copied you and the two of you relaxed there for a long while, watching the stars and listening to the other's breathing. You finally felt his pinky brush against yours between the two of you. He ran the finger over yours a few times before taking your hand in his and squeezing gently. You turned your head to look at him to find that he was already looking at you. "Aren't you looking at the stars?" You asked, laughing slightly at the embarrassment of thinking he had been watching you this whole time. "Oh I've seen stars." He smiled, "There's something much more beautiful happening down here." "Stop it." You laughed again. "I mean it." He nodded, moving closer to you, "You're so beautiful always, but you're especially beautiful when you see something new. I love showing you new things and watching you...watch them."You blushed hard enough for him to see even though there wasn't much light on the two of you. "And you're also especially beautiful when you blush." He laughed as he moved his free hand to your cheek so he could run his thumb over it. You looked at him for a long moment, studying his face while he studied yours. He finally closed the gap between you and pressed his lips to yours. Without saying anything, he snaked an arm under you and held you close to his chest while you pressed a hand to it so you could feel his hearts beat. He kissed your forehead before turning his gaze back to the sky, and you let your head rest on his chest so you could look up at the stars again, too.

[davidtennantrequests]

Hello! First of all, I want to say that I miss seeing your posts, but writer's block is the freaking worst and I hope it goes away soon! I would like to request a, I guess, comforting fic? My grandmother died this week and family that I don't really get along with is coming into town for several days and I have to stay with them at my grandmother's house. Her death has hit me kind of hard, and being around them will not help. There's no rush on this! I bet you have a billion requests. Thank you!

Oh, friend. I’m so sorry. I’m so flattered that you came to me for this, and I really hope my little fic can make you feel a teensy bit better. I may have boosted your request to the front of the queue because I simply can’t have any of my friends being sad. I hope you like what I’ve written, and I hope you take some time to comfort yourself during this tough time. Stay strong and know that you are loved :)

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You woke to the smell of tea coming from the kitchen. You reached over to David’s side of the bed with your eyes still closed to find that it was cold.

Sitting up and stretching, you finally opened your eyes to see David standing in the doorway with his plaid pajama pants slung around his hips and his tshirt falling just about an inch higher so you could see a patch of his fair skin and his appendectomy scar. He was holding a mug of tea in each hand.

“How are you doing, love?” He asked, tilting his head slightly and frowning a little.

“I’m okay.” You said, slumping over from your stretch and sighing.

David walked to the bed and sat in front of you, careful not to spill the tea as he passed you your mug.

“Thank you.” You nodded slightly, inhaling the warmth that swirled from the top of the hot tea and taking a cautious sip.

“Are you all packed?” David asked, not sure how to start the conversation.

“Yeah.” You said, wrapping your opposite hand around the mug, “You?”

“Yes.” He replied.

There was a long silence before he continued:

“I’m going to be there with you, you know. All the time. Whatever you need.”

“I know.” You tried to smile, “You already have been, and you’ve been so much help. You have no idea how much it means to me, David.”

“Well,” he chuckled, “I love you. So-” his voice cut out and he took a sip of his tea to cover it.

“I love you, too.” You smiled a bit stronger this time, taking your palm from the warm mug and placing it on his cheek.

He nuzzled into it like a puppy and kissed your palm: “Everything’s going to be alright.” He whispered. You could feel his warm breath on your hand and you instantly felt all warm and tingly in a different way than the tea had made you.

You downed the remainder of your tea in one gulp and placed the mug on your bedside table.

“Alright. No use putting it off any longer. Time to get ready.” You resolved, nodding.

David nestled his mug between his thighs and took your hands in his. He smiled at you before leaning in to press his lips to yours.

“Anything you need. Anything I can do. Just say the word, alright?”

“Alright.” You nodded, smiling more than you had in a while now.

David kissed you again before helping you out of bed and going to the kitchen to make you another cup of tea.