The Morning After - Slight Yandere!Vampire!Yeosang X Tall!Chubby!Reader
Slight Yandere AU, Idol AU, Fated Lovers AU & Original Vampire AU
Genre: Mature, Intense Smut, Fluff
Pairing: Yeosang X Tall!Chubby!Reader (Implied OT8 X Reader)
Rating: 18+ MDNI
Words: 8,246
Warnings: Feral Yeosang, Biting, Blood, Possession Kink (don't heed this particular warning lightly, but please know everything said between them is very much consensual, mutual, and wanted), Strength Kink, Oral (fem. rec), Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Squirting, Cream Pie, Wall Sex, Couch Sex, Fingering (fem. rec), Kitchen Sex, Pet Names (Beloved, Dearest, My Dear, My Queen/King, Songbird, Beautiful), Established Relationship, Implied Insecurities (OC and Yeosang just had a talk before this scene about her insecurities regarding her body), Originally written in first person, but edited for second so if you see any mistakes, no you didn't. I think that's everything, but please let me know if I missed anything! This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.
Context/Summary: Yeosang and you have just spent your first night together as an official couple. You wake up to a pleasant surprise curtesy of the man who loves you unconditionally, and is always ready and willing to please.
A/n: So, this is another scene from my extremely self-indulgent fic I'm writing myself, but I just loved how it turned out. I'm really proud of the smut, and I just found the possession aspect really hot, so I wanted to share it with all of you! You can definitely still read this even if you're not tall and/or chubby, but that's how I envisioned for it to be. This fic is originally in first person, but I edited it to be in second person for posting. I really hope you enjoy feral vampire Yeosang as much as I do! Enjoy, and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!
“Took me a moment to remember where I put it, but I knew I saved a special shirt here just for you.”
Gently, you reach out to take the large, oversized shirt Yeosang offers you, thanking him lowly. A soft smile tugs at your lips as you feel the soft material between your fingers. Not even a moment later, you slip it over your head, carefully settling it into place over your naked body.
Yeosang offers you his hand.
This time, you gladly take it.
With a gentle tug, Yeosang pulls you out of bed and onto your feet. His shirt falls just over all of the important bits, but it makes you feel comfortable nonetheless.
A pleased rumble shakes his chest.
“I think I’m starting to understand the appeal of you wanting to peg me in one of your sweaters,” He hums, spinning you lightly in a circle. Amber eyes admire every inch of your body, lingering on your bare legs as he licks his lips. “You look stunning in my shirt, Beloved.”
A soft giggle escapes you, your cheeks warming as he wraps his arm around your waist.
“If you’re good, maybe I’ll let you fuck me in it later.”
A growl escapes him, his arm tightening around your waist. “Promise?”
Another soft chuckle escapes you, a smile tugging at your lips. “We have all weekend, Sangie. I’ll let you do more than just that.”
“Fuck- I love you,” Yeosang’s lashes flutter as he guides you towards the kitchen. “Literally, could you be any more perfect?”
Your smile widens, if at all possible, as we enter the kitchen. A plate of pancakes rests on the counter, along with some freshly cut fruit, some orange juice, and-
You gasp excitedly, your eyes widening, “Apple juice!”
You part from Yeosang’s hold in order to waddle over excitedly to the counter. Your eyes shine as you take it all in, admiring the plating and the effort he put into making you both breakfast.
“I hope you’re hungry, My Dear,” He hums, stepping in beside you and wrapping his arm around your waist once more. “And there’s no need to worry. I made sure the pancakes were lactose free.”
Your eyes shine with affection, your heart warming at the care he’s put into this.
“Thank you, Yeosang,” You wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly. “Truly, this has been more than I could have ever hoped for.”
Yeosang melts into your embrace, hugging you just as tightly as you hug him.
“I’m glad.” He hums. “If I can provide to you even a sliver of the same happiness that you bring me, then I’ve succeeded in life.”
“Okay, you are far more romantic and articulate than people give you credit for.” You squeeze him lightly, placing a lingering kiss to the side of his head. “Thank you, Yeosang. I appreciate all of this more than you’ll ever know. I appreciate you.”
Pulling away, Yeosang stares into your eyes with nothing but fondness in his own.
“I love you, Dearest,” Though his voice is low, you still hear him loud and clear. “I will spend every day until the very end of time proving that to you. There is nothing, absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for you. I’m simply happy that I can provide for you, and show you in multiple ways that I care.”
“Yeosang,” You smile, reaching up to brush some hair off of his forehead. “I hope you know that everything you said to me also applies to me for you. Just as you provide for me, I will provide for you, and I want you to know,” You cup his face tenderly, “I am in love with you, too.”
A brilliant smile stretches across his lips, his eyes crinkling at the sides. The way a soft giggle escapes him warms your heart, noticing how he hops onto his tiptoes to peck your lips.
“Sit down and relax, My Dear,” He hums, motioning to the chairs at the counter. “Let me serve you your breakfast.”
“It’s okay, Sangie,” You go to reach for a plate. “I can serve myself, you don’t have to-“
Your words die in my throat as you see the dramatic pout that pulls at his lips. The fact that he snatches the plate away from you, holding it protectively out of your reach makes you laugh.
“Okay, okay,” You concede. “You may serve me my food, My King.”
Instantly, that radiant smile is back on his features, practically skipping around the counter as he piles food onto your plate. A soft melody is hummed curtesy of the man before you, placing your plate in front of you once he’s satisfied with the amount of food he’s given you.
You cannot help but smile at the fact that he even made a little smiley face on top of the pancakes with the fruit.
“You’re adorable, you know that?” You hum, resting your head in the palm of your hand as you watch him make up his own plate.
A small pout is sent your way as he pauses putting food on his plate.
“Adorably handsome.” You correct with a chuckle, watching as he beams happily at you in response.
Once he’s served himself, he eagerly scurries beside you, hoisting himself into the chair in one fluid movement.
You can’t help but admire him the whole time, silently watching as he pours you both glasses of juice. A tender smile rests on your lips as he slides your glass over to you, grabbing it with your one hand as you motion for him to come closer with the other.
Curiously, Yeosang leans towards you. You meet him halfway, placing your hand gently beneath his chin. A tender kiss is placed upon his lips, letting your own linger for a moment before pulling away with a soft smile on your face.
“Thank you for such a wonderful breakfast, My King.”
A soft giggle greets your ears in response, noticing how his cheeks dust the slightest bit of pink.
“I hope you enjoy, My Queen.”
You shoot him a happy smile before grabbing your fork and beginning to eat.
The fruit is both incredibly fresh and sweet, practically melting on your tongue with every bite. You can’t help but hum lowly, complimenting him on picking the ripest fruits.
You swear you see him sit a little taller, chest puffing out in pride.
Pausing to take a sip of your apple juice, you notice Yeosang staring at you with such an affectionate look in his eyes. His head rests against his closed fist, lips pulled upwards at the corners in a soft smile.
“You’re so beautiful,” He sighs happily, gaze flitting everywhere over your features.
You cannot help the way your cheeks warm at his honest words, your own lips tugging upwards bashfully. You turn towards him to respond, but before a single word can leave your lips, you feel something cool and wet pressing against them.
A piece of melon is pressed softly against your lips, Yeosang smiling so tenderly at you from behind his fork. You cannot help but smile, graciously biting into the melon he offers you.
Over the next few minutes, you both feed each other bites of food. The silence that settles around you both is comfortable, an air of ease surrounding the entire apartment. It’s peaceful, and intimate. Simply two souls finding solace in the other’s presence. It warms your heart, making it swell with love for him at the same time.
Once your plates are clear, you sit in silence for a few moment. Yeosang leans in to rest his head on your shoulder, and you take the opportunity to rest yours on top of his. The subtle rise and fall of his chest can be felt against your arm, comforting you as your eyelids begin to droop once more.
“Why don’t you go back to bed, Dearest? I’ll join you in a minute, after I finish cleaning up.”
You hum, sitting back to your full height while stretching out your back. A few satisfying pops can be heard, and you take the time to crack your neck as well.
“I’ll help you clean up.” You say, already sliding off of your chair and onto your feet. “It’s the least I can do after you made me such a wonderful breakfast.”
Yet again, Yeosang turns his pout on you.
“Uh-uh,” You wag your finger at him playfully. “Not this time!”
With a sigh, the vampire across the counter from you concedes. “Fine…”
You grin, already grabbing the juice containers to put back into the fridge. The door falls shut with a soft bang, and you turn around to begin putting the dishes in the dishwasher. Yeosang has already managed to put the fruit into a container, working on the pancakes next.
A soft smile pulls at your features as you rinse the dishes, placing them in their proper spots inside of the dishwasher. You work from the top down, happy that the layout is similar to the machines you’re used to using back home. As such, you think nothing about your habit of lifting your one leg in the air behind you to balance yourself when bending down to close the dishwasher. The door shuts with a soft click, and you’re quick to stand back to your full height.
A low, rumbling growl fills the air, causing a shiver to rush down your spine.
You turn around slowly, suddenly aware of the thick tension filling the room. Your eyes are wide, heart skipping a beat as you see Yeosang standing mere feet away from you with a predatory look in his eyes. Black veins trickle out over his cheeks, that brilliant amber pulsing within his dark gaze.
“Uh…” Your eyes dart to the side, unsure of what you did to have him looking at you so intensely. Your fingers toy with the hem of his shirt, and that’s when you realize: oh yeah, you’re only wearing his shirt.
When you bent over to close the dishwasher, Yeosang more than likely got a perfect view of your ass and, or your bare cunt.
Heat immediately flares to your cheeks, heart skipping a beat in excitement. The ways he’s looking at you… You could drown in it.
“Get on the fucking counter, Dearest,” Slowly, Yeosang begins stalking towards you, that dark predatory look still in his eyes. “I want to hear My Songbird sing.”
You balance yourself on the edge of the counter with your hand, your stomach flipping in pleasure at the intensity of his stare. Your breath catches, feeling yourself clench lightly around nothing as you subconsciously take a step backwards.
Yeosang is before you in the blink of an eye, pressing you back into the edge of the counter. The tip of his nose ghosts over your pulse, his face buried in the side of your neck as you brace yourself against the granite.
Slow hands caress your outer thighs, sliding upwards and pushing the material of the shirt you wear with them. The feather-like caresses cause tingles to erupt over your skin, a soft gasp escaping you as he suddenly lifts you onto the cool surface of the counter.
Your thighs part naturally as Yeosang slots himself between them, his tongue flicking out against the skin of your neck.
“You smell delectable, My Dear,” A gentle nibble is given to your neck, his fangs scraping against your skin. “I could live off of the scent of us mixed together that radiates from your skin.”
As if to prove his point, Yeosang inhales deeply into the side of your neck.
A stuttering moan escapes him, whole body shivering in delight. His hands softly caress over the tops of your thighs, kneading gently at your flesh as he pulls you in closer to him. Already, you can feel the outline of his semi-hard cock pressing against your core, nothing but the thin material of his underwear separating you from each other.
Ever so slowly, Yeosang purposefully laves his tongue upwards from the base of your throat to your jawline. His lips suckle at your skin, trailing wet, open mouthed kisses across your jaw until he reaches your mouth. The way your lips are parted allows him to easily slip his tongue through them, kissing you with a newfound hunger as he holds you close.
Your arms settle around his shoulders, fingers tangling in his hair as you happily kiss him back. The movement of his tongue is slow and sensuous, making your head spin as you whimper against his lips. A surprised whine catches in your throat as he brings his hands around to squeeze your ass, pulling you flush against him.
You hook your ankles behind his back, tugging him in even closer and refusing to let him go.
A pleased rumble shakes his chest.
“That’s it, Dearest,” His fangs nibble at your lower lip, piercing the skin gently and causing you to gasp. “I want to feel you clinging to me as I make you scream my name.”
The tip of his tongue flicks over the small puncture he’s just made with his fang, tracing over your lips as he suckles gently at the wound.
“Everything about you is fucking addictive, Beloved,” Another sharp nip is given to your lower lip, suckling eagerly at the blood that trickles from the fresh punctures he’s just made. “Do me a favour and just enjoy yourself, yeah? I don’t want you thinking of anything but me today. Do you understand?”
The sharp look he wears as he pulls away to meet your gaze says it all.
Your stomach flips, clenching hard around nothing as you feel pleasure beginning to pool within your core.
“Yes, Sangie,” Your eyes hood over, breathing deepening slightly as you reach up to brush some hair off of his face. “I understand, My King.”
“Good Girl.”
The snarl he lets out goes right to your core, and you cannot help the whimper that escapes your lips. Your hips involuntarily jerk forwards, nails pressing a little harder into his skin.
“Gonna worship this pretty pussy all fucking day,” His thumb traces dangerously close to the apex of your thighs, brushing gently over the sensitive, innermost part. “Wanna hear you crying out for me in bliss as you flood my every sense.”
Your lips part, soft pants beginning to escape you as he rolls his hips into your own. The outline of his cock presses directly against your clit, and you swear that you can even feel yourself beginning to soak through the material of his underwear.
“Such a beautiful sight,” His one hand comes up to caress over the side of your face, eyes flicking everywhere over your features as if committing this moment to memory. Of which, you just know he is. “I served you a feast. Now, it’s time for you to serve me mine.”
Slowly, Yeosang begins sinking to his knees. Never once does he break eye contact with you, his fingers sinking into the plushness of your thighs as he spreads you wide open for him to see.
The moment he lays his eyes on your glistening pussy, he moans.
“Fucking gorgeous, My Dear,” His tongue darts out to wet his lips, black veins crackling over his features. “And just in time, too. I’m feeling quite ravenous for you.”
“Oh-“ A soft moan escapes you, your whole body shuddering in pleasure. You feel yourself clench hard around nothing, a small line of arousal dripping down your ass.
The snarl that greets your ears lets you know he saw exactly how you reacted to his words. The fact that his eyes are glowing that golden amber as he stares, fixated at your cunt let’s you know just how true his words are.
“Dearest, if this gets too much, you immediately tell me to stop, and I swear to you I will.” Yeosang states rather firmly, eyes glancing upwards to meet your own. “Promise me you won’t let me push you further than you’re actually willing to go.”
“I promise, Sangie.” A tender look pulls at your features, heart fluttering at his consideration despite how desperate he seems to be. Warmth floods your veins, and you clench around nothing once more, his care and consideration only serving to turn you on even more.
The corners of his lips twitch upwards slightly before he’s turning his head to begin placing sloppy wet kisses along the skin of your thigh. His hands hook beneath your knees, lifting your legs and settling them onto his shoulders. Again, his fangs tease over your skin, nipping and suckling at your tender flesh and leaving multiple marks in their wake.
A sharp sting against the innermost part of your thigh makes you jump, a gasp parting your lips. Not even a moment later, pleasure floods through you as you feel him sucking at your skin, your one hand shifting to tangle in his hair.
A pleased hum reverberates against your thigh, Yeosang soon chuckling lowly. His tongue laves over the fresh bite mark he’s just given you, suckling at your wound and swallowing every drop of blood that he can. Tender kisses are placed atop the mark once he stunts the flow, chest rumbling in pride as he admires his handiwork.
“By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to be covered in me,” Yeosang growls, beginning to kiss his way towards your dripping cunt. “My marks.” The sound of a wet, sloppy kiss being placed onto your skin echoes around the room. “My scent.” Another sloppy kiss is given, lips trailing even further up your thigh. “My love.”
Tenderly, he nuzzles his cheek against your thigh, shuffling even closer so that he comes face to face with your cunt. He leans forward, sliding the tip of his nose over your slit and inhaling sharply.
“Fuck…” A stuttering groan escapes him, eyes fluttering shut as hot pants hit your cunt with every exhale. “What a delicate little pussy, already weeping for my touch.”
“Yeosang…” You whimper lightly, shifting your hips and seeking any sort of friction that you can.
Two of his fingers gently trace over your folds before parting you to him, his eyes nearly rolling at the sight.
“Absolutely breathtaking, My Dear,” He groans, licking his lips. The intensity of his stare causes you to clench, and a pleased rumble shakes his chest. “Do that again.”
Immediately, you comply, feeling the way your legs begin to tremble from how turned on you are in this moment.
“Fucking stunning, Beloved,” Yeosang growls, the tips of his fangs peeking out from behind his lips. “Such a pretty little pussy, and all for me to devour.”
“Yeosang, please-“ Again, you clench around nothing, your hips lifting slightly from the counter in need.
“Just lay back and relax, My Dear,” Yeosang’s low voice rumbles out. “I want to hear you sing as I feast on your delectable cunt.”
Without wasting another moment, Yeosang traces his tongue along the edges of your cunt. A pleased hum builds in his throat, his eyes fluttering as he savours your taste on his lips.
You clench hard around nothing once more.
You barely have time to react when Yeosang buries his face into your cunt. His tongue swirls desperately around your entrance, thrusting as deep as he can. Feral growls are breathed into your cunt, pulling you impossibly closer as his nose presses firmly against your clit. You can feel the fingers on his one hand sinking into the flesh of your ass, the other keeping you spread open, giving him unrestricted access to the innermost sensitive parts of your cunt.
“Oh, fuck-“ You choke on a gasp, clenching hard around his tongue as he curls that muscle deep inside of you. “My King!”
A pleased snarl reverberates against you, Yeosang pressing his nose firmer against your clit as he begins slowly fucking you with his tongue. Lewd wet sounds fill the air, only serving to turn you on further as he explores every inch of your dripping cunt with his tongue.
Not a single drop is to go to waste, swirling his tongue inside of you and focussing the very tip on the areas that have you gasping in pleasure. Your fingers are tangled in his hair, supporting yourself with your forearm against the counter as Yeosang seems to lose himself in your pussy.
Desperately, he thrusts his tongue into you, keeping his nose pressed directly against your clit. He shakes his head back and forth, a low growl filling the air as he focusses all of his attention on keeping his tongue pressed against the top of your inner walls.
At one particular calculated thrust, you feel the tip of his tongue nudge something inside of you that causes your thigh to twitch.
“Oh-“ A stuttering moan escapes you, tilting your head back as your eyes flutter in bliss. “Fuck- right there, Sangie- hah-“
You pull him in even closer, much to his delight. All he can offer you is pleased growls in return, listening to every reaction your sinful body makes and holding you close. His tongue continues to thrust into you, pressing firmly against your inner walls and ensuring the tip nudges against that special spot every time.
Your whines begin mirroring his every thrust, clit pulsing against his nose as he shakes his head back and forth. You can feel that familiar pressure building deep inside of you, feeling yourself beginning to rhythmically clench around his tongue.
You squeeze your eyes shut, and with one final thrust of his tongue, a loud cry is escaping your lips. Your back arches slightly as your orgasm washes over you, your thighs shaking around his head. Both of your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him flush against you and holding him to your cunt.
A feral snarl reverberates against you, only adding to the immense pleasure that you feel in this moment. Your chest heaves with every breath, body shaking as he doesn’t stop his ministrations for even one second.
“Oh, Sangie! Hah- Hah-“ Your voice is nothing but an airy, high pitched moan. “Fuck- Don’t stop- oh… Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
The way your voice takes on a slight commanding tone, a rough edge lining your words has him moaning against you. It makes your heart flutter, a surge of confidence rushing through you as you tug him in even closer.
“Fuck, My King! So fucking good to me,” You pant out, clenching hard around his tongue as he swirls it once more inside of you. Your hips begin to grind against him in time with his movements, your heart pounding away inside of your chest. “Just like that, Sangie- Oh!”
Another pleased snarl greets your ears, and you feel him finally remove his tongue from your weeping cunt. He flattens the muscle over your cunt, pressing it firmly against your core as he licks you from bottom to top. Once he reaches your clit, he’s circling his tongue over that sensitive bundle of nerves slowly, all while maintaining that firm pressure.
Your eyes roll at the sensation, and you feel my toes curl slightly. Suddenly, you find that your position has shifted slightly, your legs bent in the air as your feet rest lightly against his upper back. You can practically feel the muscles beneath his skin tensing as he keeps you pinned to the counter, ensuring that you cannot escape the pleasure he’s giving you any time soon.
Your clit pulses as he suckles that pert little bud between his lips, growling and moaning against you as his fingers dig into your skin. He takes his time between alternating between gentle flicks with the tip of his tongue, flattening the muscle and circling it firmly over your clit, and suckling that sensitive bundle of nerves between his lips. Occasionally, he’ll start flicking at your clit while suckling at it, serving to make your head spin, and thighs tremble.
“Oh, Sangie,” You pant, tossing your head back as the arm you have supporting yourself on the counter begins to tremble. You can barely hold yourself up for much longer, grinding your hips desperately against his face as those sharp, lustful eyes stare up at you from between your legs. “You’re gonna make me- ah…”
Your whole body shakes as your orgasm crashes into you. You toss your head back, your arm giving out as you fall flat against the counter top. Your hips thrash wildly against his lips, high pitched whimpers and whines escaping you as you cling to his hair for dear life. You can practically feel yourself dripping down his chin, your toes curling as you whine from overstimulation.
“Yeosang-“ You whimper, still grinding against his lips as he doesn’t slow his ministrations for even one second. “My King- Hah… hah… oh- Fuck, Sangie-“ A hiss escapes your lips, eyes fluttering shut as you completely submerge yourself in the pleasure he provides. “Don’t stop, Dearest. Make me fucking scream.”
A snarl of agreement echoes against your cunt, his fingers digging into the skin of your ass. You can feel his one hand slip around to your front, two of his fingers teasing at your entrance.
The slow dip of his fingertips between your folds completely contrasts the way his tongue rapidly flicks over your clit. Each exhale is but a rasp on his lips, his chest heaving almost as intensely as your own.
“Gonna make me come again?” You lift your hips against him, grinding in small circles. “Hmmm, Sangie? Gonna make Your Queen squirt all over your pretty face?”
Another snarl of agreement is breathed onto your cunt, a predatory growl filling the room.
“Yes…” The word is muffled against your cunt, but heard none the less.
The way his eyes roll as he slips two of his fingers inside of you has you immediately clenching around them. The tips massage against your inner walls, curling rapidly inside of you and instantly finding that special spot that has you seeing stars.
A high pitched whine escapes you, keening from the counter.
“Oh… right there, My King,” You pant, your voice low and desperate. “Fuck- I love you so fucking much-“ Your breath hitches, squeezing tightly around his fingers as your orgasm builds beneath the surface incredibly fast. “I’m gonna- I’m gonna- fuck! Yeosang! My King!”
Your orgasm crashes through you so intensely, your body lifts from the counter. You can feel yourself gushing onto his hand, his lips gently suckling your clit between them as you squirt all over his face.
Instantly, your thighs squeeze shut, trapping his head against your cunt as your whole body trembles violently from the intensity of your orgasm. Nothing but pure pleasure floods your veins, choking on your whines as you attempt to catch your breath.
You can feel your release dripping down the skin of your ass, his fingers still working inside of you as you whither beneath him. Though his pace has slowed, his touch much softer than before, each brush of his tongue over your clit and his fingers inside of you has you twitching, gentle whimpers being breathed from your mouth.
Pleased growls echo through the air, his chest shaking with every exhale. The whites of his eyes have all gone black, pure amber burning within the darkness. You don’t think you’ve ever seen the veins on his face this black, or this widespread, but the ravenous look he wears only serves to turn you on even further.
The look should scare you, but instead, it sends a thrill rushing through your body.
Slowly, he removes his fingers from your cunt, sucking every last drop of your release from his skin. His tongue comes out to wet his lips, leaning in to slowly lave that warm muscle over your cunt, making sure to collect every bit of your essence that covers your skin.
“Mmmh, Yeosangie,” You clench lightly as he gently circles the tip of his tongue over your clit. “So good to me… making me feel incredible.”
Your chest rises and falls steadily, soft pants escaping your parted lips. Your head still spins from the intensity of your previous releases, whimpering lightly as he gently continues to clean you with his tongue.
“I’ve only just begun, My Dear,” His low voice rumbles out, nipping lightly at the skin of your thigh.
Slowly, Yeosang pushes himself back onto his feet, trailing kisses all the way up your body. His hands push the material of the shirt you wear upwards, exposing your skin inch by inch as he licks his way up your stomach before burying his face between your breasts.
A pleased sigh is breathed onto your skin, nuzzling himself against your chest happily.
“Sangie…” You sigh his name so tenderly, hands coming up to cradle him to you. “Need to feel you inside me.”
A tender kiss is placed atop of the bite mark over your heart that he gave you last night, contrasting the intensity of his previous actions.
“As you wish, My Beautiful Queen,” The words are but a whisper on his lips, his nose tracing over the swell of your breast.
In the blink of an eye, Yeosang wraps his arms around you. With ease, he lifts you from the counter, your legs naturally wrapping around his waist. You can feel his hard cock pressing directly against your core, unsure if the wet patch soaking the thin material he still wears is from you or from him.
Your arms are wrapped tightly around his shoulders, placing tender kisses to his cheek. Trailing your lips downwards, you nibble lightly at his neck, pressing your teeth firmly into his skin. The way he shudders beneath your touch makes you smile.
Yeosang’s pace is slow, taking his time to walk with you held in his arms. Only, when you notice him turn down the hallway towards the bedroom, you’re stopping him.
You shake your head as he pauses in his steps.
“Couch.” Gently, your fingers play with the strands of hair at the back of his head. “Wanna ride you, Sangie. Wanna bounce on your pretty cock and make you mine.”
A guttural groan escapes him, his eyes flashing as his grip tightens over you.
“I’m all yours, My Queen,” Yeosang growls out, spinning around and marching towards the living room with a newfound purpose. “Fuck- you’re gonna look so pretty leaking over my cock, Dearest. Can’t wait to watch your tits bounce as you claim me as your own.”
You hum, lips pulling upwards in a pleased smile. Your lashes flutter lightly, feeling your core aching to be filled with his cock once more.
The bright light of the sun shines brightly through the large windows, illuminating the luxurious living room perfectly. From you high vantage point within the apartment, you can practically see across the whole city, warmth flooding through your body as Yeosang carefully sits himself on the sofa with you in his lap. Your thighs rest on either side of him, gently settling your core directly over his clothed cock.
Your lips are immediately back on his own, cupping his face in your hands and pouring all of your emotions into the way your mouth moves over his. You can feel his fingers slip beneath your shirt, tracing up your spine and holding you close.
Slowly, you begin to grind your hips over his own.
A guttural groan escapes him, his brow furrowing as his eyes flutter shut.
“Keep doing that and I won’t last much longer, Dearest,” His tongue darts out to wet his lips, blinking his eyes open to stare up at you hungrily.
You can’t help but giggle, smiling down at him as you lean in to place a quick peck to his lips. Lifting you hips, you reach between your bodies, slowly dragging your touch down his torso and over his stomach. Your fingers toy with the waistband of his underwear, snapping it playfully against his skin and loving the way he growls lowly in response.
“You want to see me fall apart before I bury my fat cock inside your sweet little pussy, don’t you, My Dear?”
“Guilty,” You giggle, placing your palm over his bulge and squeezing.
Yeosang keens beneath your touch, chest beginning to rise and fall dramatically as he stares up at you with dark eyes. His lips are parted, hands sliding over your ass and squeezing at your flesh appreciatively.
“Mmmh,” A soft hum escapes you, your lashes fluttering. “Still fucking adore the feeling of your hands on me, Sangie.”
“Good.” He gives your ass another firm squeeze, pulling you flush against him. “Because I never plan on letting you go.”
A choked moan escapes your lips, hips jerking against his own. Heat blooms over your cheeks, feeling yourself clench hard around nothing from his words.
“Don’t ever let me go, My King,” You breathe, reaching down to tug the offending material still clinging to his skin off of him.
Yeosang takes the hint, practically shredding his underwear as he rips them from his skin. A growl rumbles out from his chest at your words, his eyes bleeding that familiar amber.
“Never.” His lips curl over his fangs, an almost predatory look to his features. “I’m never letting you leave me now. You’re mine, My Dear. All mine.”
Your back arches as you keen into his touch, his words going straight to your core. You can feel your walls beginning to clench rhythmically around nothing, your breathing deepening as the need to feel him buried inside of you again becomes overwhelming.
Reaching between your bodies, you wrap your hand around his cock, feeling the way it pulses at your touch. You pump over him a few times, swiping your thumb over his tip and spreading the precome over his head. The deep groan you elicit from his throat is music to your ears.
You line him up with your entrance, Yeosang’s hands holding you steady while placed on your hips. His fingers dig into your plush flesh, veins crackling out over his cheeks as you teasingly drag the tip of his cock through your wet folds. You can practically feel the way you’re dripping onto his cock, a whine escaping your throat as you bump the tip over your clit a few times.
Finally, you press the head of his cock against your folds, slowly beginning to sink down onto him. Each inch that sinks into you, you make sure to squeeze around, your lips parted as you feel him filling you, as if he were made just for you.
“Never gonna leave you, My King,” You tilt your head forward slightly, resting your forehead against his own. Your hands grip his shoulders for balance, nails digging harshly into his skin as you fully sink down on his cock. “I’m yours. Now, and for all eternity.”
“My Queen,” His lips curl over his fangs in a snarl, fingers digging even firmer into the skin of your hips. “My Glorious, Wonderful, Beautiful Queen.”
You clench around him, whimpering softly as you begin to shift your hips against his own.
You start slow, simply testing the waters as you roll your hips against his. You hold his gaze the entire time, his eyes shining that brilliant amber as his hot breath hits your lips with every exhale he breathes. His hands help to guide each of your movements, low growls shaking his chest as his thighs tense beneath you.
“Never gonna let you go, either, Sangie,” You whisper, the words a mere rasp on your lips. “There’s no escaping me now. You’re mine.My King. Mine, and mine alone.”
“All yours, My Glorious Queen,” His answer is immediate, voice gravelly and downright predatory. “If you ever try to run from me, I’ll hunt you to the very ends of the earth to make you feel my love- my devotion to you. You’re My. Fucking. Goddess.” He emphasizes his words with a few sharp thrusts up into you, eliciting sharp whines from your throat. “And I’m Your. Fucking. King.”
Your lips fall open with a gasp, eyes rolling slightly as he repeats the same movements as before. The emphasis he puts on each growled word goes straight to your core, clenching hard around him as you sit up to your full height.
Harsh pants fall from your lips as you begin to bounce lightly on his cock. The tip is angled just right, brushing against that sensitive spot deep inside of you every time he sinks into your core. You feel so full with his cock buried deep within your warmth, your hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly for balance as he kneads the flesh of your ass desperately.
“Fuck- Look at you,” Yeosang’s voice rumbles out, deep and gravelly. He tilts his head back slightly to rest on the back of the couch, admiring you above him. “What a glorious vision you are, My Queen-“ A shaky moan cuts his words short, lashes fluttering as you clench around him. “I could watch you bounce on my cock all fucking day. Oh-“
He bites his bottom lip, managing to puncture the skin with his fang.
You strike, not wanting to miss this golden opportunity.
Your lips crash onto his own, tongue desperately tracing over that small wound. You hum against his mouth, suckling eagerly as his blood drips onto your tongue. It tastes much sweeter than expected, but then again, that could just be due to the guttural moan that Yeosang lets out as he keens beneath you.
“You’re gonna make me- hah- come, My Queen,” Yeosang’s voice is strained, his jaw tensing as a vein in his neck pops out.
You pick up your pace, ignoring the burning in your thighs and slight ache in your lower back as you work yourself over his cock. You can feel that familiar pressure inside of yourself close to snapping, leaning in to him once more to begin kissing and nipping at his neck.
“Claim me, Yeosang,” Your voice is but a desperate plea upon your lips, nibbling at his pulse as you squeeze around his throbbing cock. “Claim me as I claim you.”
Your lips part, burying your face into the side of his neck as you bite down harshly on his skin. There’s a small part of you that worries about hurting him, but the fact that he’s an original vampire negates that concern almost instantly.
The moment you feel something sweet and warm flood your tongue, your eyes are rolling into the back of your head.
“Fuck! My King! Yeosang! Oh- Yeosang! Fuck- I love you, I love you- Yeosang!”
You keen above him, pressing yourself flush against his hips as your whole body shakes. Your orgasm crashes unrelentingly through you, your vision going white as you let out a high, wailing moan. Your back arches, thighs trembling as you squeeze around his cock, feeling warmth flooding through every part of your body.
There’s this ringing in your ears that drowns out all other noise for the moment, your chest heaving with every breath. You dart your tongue out over your lips, something wet and warm clinging to your skin.
You swallow, an unfamiliar sweetness flooding your senses as you continue to pant.
Your arms can barely hold yourself up, his hands supporting you more than your own body in this moment. You can feel his warm come spilling out of your cunt, your combined releases dripping onto the skin of his balls as a few final spurts escape his softening cock.
You hum in pleasure, the world slowly coming back into focus. Sounds begin surrounding you once more, and that’s when you finally hear the heavy, feral snarls emitting from the man beneath you.
Blinking a few times, you manage to clear your vision. Shifting your gaze to Yeosang beneath you, your breath catches in your throat.
A rush of excitement zings through your body at the intensity of his stare. Yeosang looks every bit of the fearsome predator his kind is known to be, sharp teeth, glowing eyes, and animalistic snarls.
Red drips slowly in a singular path down his chest, blood slowly spilling from a bite mark on the side of his neck.
You flick your tongue out against your lips as realization washes over you.
You clench hard around his cock still buried deep inside of your warmth.
In the blink of an eye, you find myself pinned against the wall. Yeosang’s fingers dig unforgivingly into the plush skin of your thighs, his chest pressing right up against your own. You can feel each growl he emits rumble from deep within his chest, his blood slowly dripping onto the material of your shirt.
Suddenly, the shirt gets torn from your body, his hand moving too quick for your eyes to see.
Yeosang presses in closer, his blood now dripping onto the skin of your breast. A pleased growl shakes his chest, rolling his hips lightly into your own.
“You’re not going anywhere, My Queen,” His voice is the deepest you’ve ever heard it go, tone bordering on an animalistic snarl. “I’m nowhere near done with you.”
A sharp thrust is given into you, causing you to gasp. You can feel his cock swelling inside of your cunt, becoming hard in a matter of seconds as he rolls his hips against your own once more.
“Thought you could bite me and leave it at that, hmm?” Yeosang noses at your neck, tracing lightly over your pulse. “That you could claim me and expect me not to reciprocate?”
A soft whimper escapes you as you feel him grind his hips into yours, the tip of his cock rubbing against that tender spot deep inside of you.
“I’m yours, My Dearest Queen,” Fangs scrape along your skin, causing your breathing to deepen. Your heart flutters in excitement, digging your nails into his back and holding him close. “I’ve been yours since the very creation of the universe, just as you’ve been mine. You belong to me. Me! You’re fucking mine, My Dear. I’m never going to let you go now. You’re My Fated. My Dearest Queen. My Glorious Songbird.”
Each loving term he calls you is emphasized by a sharp thrust into you. The wet squelch of his cock sinking into your cunt makes your head spin, pleasure radiating outwards throughout your body starting from your core. You can practically feel the way your walls pulse around him in time with your heartbeat, nothing but soft whimpers and whines escaping your lips.
A brief pause is given after his last thrust in order for him to pull away from your neck. He wastes no time resting his forehead against your own, a dangerously possessive look shining within his bright amber eyes. Despite the intensity, there is no mistaking the unrelenting and unconditional love that pulses within.
“My Beautiful Goddess,” Yeosang pulls out of you slowly, only the very tip of his cock left inside before snapping his hips sharply back into yours. “I’m Yours. Now, until the very end of time.”
A choked cry escapes you, your whole body shaking as you drip onto his cock. You squeeze around him tightly, head falling forward as he repeats the same movements over, and over, and over again.
A feral snarl builds in his throat, eyes glinting as he glances between you. You’re just able to make out the way he admires how his cock sinks into you, glistening lightly beneath the sun while covered in both of your combined releases.
“Fucking Beautiful,” Another sharp thrust is given, Yeosang pressing his chest flush against your own once more. “You’re perfection, My Dear… and you’re all mine.”
“Yours.” You moan, tilting your head back to rest against the wall.
“Mmmh, that’s right, Dearest,” Tender kisses are placed upon the skin of your exposed throat. “Say it again.”
“I’m yours,” You whine, his thrusts beginning to increase in pace, but only slightly.
“Again.”
“Yeosang-“
A sharp nip is given to your jawline, a warning growl rumbling from deep within his chest.
“Say. It. Again.”
“I’m yours-“
Your breath hitches as he thrusts a little harder into you, causing you to clench even harder around him as he buries himself within your tight warmth.
“Mmmh, that’s right, My Dear,” He nuzzles his face against the side of your neck affectionately. “Now, tell me how beautiful you are.”
“Yeosang-“
“Say it.” His voice is firm as he pulls away to stare deeply into your eyes. Lips curl over sharp fangs, his golden gaze dark and dangerous. “I want to hear you say how fucking beautiful you are.”
“Sangie-“ You choke on a gasp.
“Tell me!” His voice booms out, a snarl painting his lips as you feel the whole apartment shake around you. You can feel your cheeks flaring with heat as you clench hard around him in response. “Tell me how fucking beautiful you are right this fucking second, Beloved. I want to hear you say it.”
“I- I-“ Your mouth parts, moans falling from your lips as he snaps his hips into your own, beginning to pick up the pace once more. “I’m beautiful…”
Yeosang hums, grinding his hips lovingly into yours after a particularly sharp thrust.
“Again.”
You hesitate for only a moment. “…I’m beautiful.”
“Yes…” A pleased hiss escapes him, beginning to snap his hips into you at a steady pace. “Say it again.”
“I’m beautiful!”
“Yes, you fucking are, My Gorgeous Queen,” He growls, the wet slapping of skin on skin making your head spin. “Tell me again.”
A desperate, choked moan escapes you. You’re barely able to keep your eyes open as you claw relentlessly at his back.
“I’m- oh, fuck!” You hiss, your eyes rolling at a particularly sharp thrust. “Beautiful!”
“Yes… That’s it, Beloved,” Yeosang rasps, pressing you even firmer against the wall. His one hand slips from your thigh to your stomach, dancing his fingers over your skin before sliding his touch downwards and towards your aching cunt. His thumb finds your clit, flicking over that sensitive nub before rubbing in firm circles. “And who do you belong to?”
“You!” Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, overstimulation making your entire body shake in ecstasy. “I belong to you!”
“Mmmh, that’s right, Beloved… You’re mine. All mine.” Yeosang hums, burying his face into the side of your neck as that familiar pressure begins building rapidly inside of you. “Tell me, My Songbird. My Beloved… My Beautiful Queen…” Yeosang laves his tongue over your pulse, the scrape of his fangs teasing at your ear. “Who are you?”
Without hesitation, you answer him.
“I’m Your Beautiful Queen!”
The moment those words escape your lips, you feel a sharp pain erupt on the side of your neck. It hurts for only the briefest of seconds before pure, unimaginable pleasure floods your very being. Your whole body begins trembling violently as you feel Yeosang bury himself deep within your cunt, the whole world going still as everything swells around you.
Then, everything comes crashing into you all at once.
A scream tears from your throat, crying out his name as you shake uncontrollably in his hold. Your orgasm bursts through your very soul, feeling the way you squirt over his cock what feels like multiple times, your release gushing out of you practically splattering against the floor.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head, vision going white as your lips remain parted in a silent scream. Ragged breaths cause your chest to heave, stuttering out desperate moans and high pitched whines as you cling to Yeosang for dear life. You can feel the way he shudders against you, thrusting shallowly into you a few more times as he pumps you full of his come.
Deep, pleased snarls fill the air around you, both of his hands gripping your ass as he presses you into the wall. His chest sticks to your own, rising and falling in time with your breaths as your heart races beneath your ribcage. You can feel his tongue laving over your new bite mark, tracing lovingly over his fresh claim as his chest rumbles with nothing but pure pleasure.
For quite a few minutes, Yeosang holds you there against the wall. His cock remains buried deep inside of you, the both of you catching your breaths and revelling in your highs together. You can feel him beginning to place gentle kisses against the skin of your neck, tracing his lips over your jaw until he reaches your own.
A soft, pleasant hum is breathed onto your lips as you whimper against his. Your one hand comes up to tangle in his hair, the other splayed over his back and holding him close.
Pulling away, Yeosang nuzzles his nose tenderly against your own.
“I love you, My Glorious Queen,” His words are but a whisper upon his lips, leaning forward to rest his forehead against yours gently. Yeosang stares deeply into your eyes, nothing but love and affection, along with a tremendous amount of pride, swirling within. “Always, and forever.”
“Always, and forever,” You breathe out, your lashes fluttering lightly as you completely melt into his hold. “My Yeosang,”
