Yandere Ferid Bathory x reader
Summary: A story where Ferid falls in love for the first time in his entire existence and he does everything he can to keep it together.
Chapter: 15/15
Chapter name: Commitment
Warning : there are yandere themes and there is one 18+ scene in it which some of you might not like so please avoid in that case.
The silver ring was heavy compared to its size. It had the same kind of ruby Ferid had on his earrings. He made sure to have it commissioned matching with him. It fits your finger perfectly too. "You really went all out on the silver, Ferid" you remarked as you held your hand up, the light sparkling on top of the ruby. "Are you trying to test my silver allergies with this? Or is this genuine?" you teased him. Ferid gasped as he placed his hand on his chest feigning hurt, "My dear, you're so cruel. Here I am giving away my immortal soul to you and you accuse me of poisoning. Deeply hurt here"
You giggled, "I'm sure your nonexistent heart is pounding with agony" you watched him as he smoothly got on one knee in front of you, bringing your hand close to his lips, his pale cool fingers calming around your hands. He pressed a soft kiss to each knuckle in turn. "I was dead my entire life until the very moment I met you" he whispered. You paused, "Ferid, you were dead. You've been a vampire for centuries, it's literally your entire trademark" you pointed out, deadpan.
Ferid let out a laugh, throwing his head back before looking at you again, "Must you ruin my poetry with your logic? I'm trying to be romantic here. It takes a lot of effort for someone like me to muster up such sentimentality, you know?" he mused, "And I appreciate the theatrics. The kneeling is a great posture for you as well as romantic" you teased as you reached out and brushed your fingers through his bangs and pushed them back as you watched it cascade on his beautiful face once again. "But what is this really about? I'm pretty sure you wouldn't hand out jewellery of this kind without a condition"
"No conditions, just an invitation to be mine. This world is a dreadfully boring place my love. And mortal lives such as yours are short and dull. A mere blink of an eye and you'd leave me here eternally to endure the boredom by myself. I can't simply let that happen" he said softly as he rose up to his full height standing before your sitting form. "Are you saying you'd miss me?" you tilted your head, sarcasm in your voice to hide the flutter of your heart from his words, "Last time I checked, I was your favourite source of entertainment"
"You are my 'only' entertainment" he corrected softly as his hands cupped your cheeks, "And I've decided that I don't want to let you go" Before you could say anything he drew a sharp thumbnail over his tongue, beads of blood pooling in his mouth, some slowly starting to trickle down the corner of his lips. He leaned in eliminating the little space you had between yourselves by pressing his lips on yours. The kiss was sweet and metallic at first and he deepened the kiss making sure you swallow his blood. And after a second or two, fumes of agonising fire burned up your chest and veins. The world spinning in your eyes and mind.
You gasped against his lips clutching the fabric of his shoulder as your heart gave out a final thud against your ribs and stopped entirely. Every sense you had amplified a hundredfold. Ferid pulled back, blood drying on his lips as he wet it again and licked it away. "Welcome to eternity my love" he whispered pressing his lips to your forehead with genuine fondness as always, "We have all the time in the world now" he murmured into your ear. Your throat felt as if it had been scraped with sandpaper, dry as ever. The world was too sharp, too loud for you at the moment.
You stared at Ferid's throat his pale skin looking beautiful. Your jaw clenched with an involuntary spasm as as sharp fangs pushed past your gumline. "My, my" he cooed, "Look at those lovely new fangs. Are we experiencing the first fight with newborn hunger?" his eyes shone with delight as he admired your new form, though he did start missing your human self. The one he fell for a year ago precisely.
"Ferid" you rasped out clutching the fabric of his collar as you leaned in, "It burns..I think I need-" you were cut off, "I know exactly what you need" he whispered as he tilted his head to expose his long elegant throat. He looked like a man that had been offered the finest delicacy in the world being a sadist. "Go ahead. Take what is yours. Don't shy out now, dear" he teased. The scent of his intoxicating blood hit your nose with a blow. Driven by something you couldn't control you dived into his neck, biting into the flesh as painfully as possible as blood flowed into your mouth.
He gasped as you bit in, "Ah..ha.." it wasn't a sound of agony, more of ecstasy ,"My, how aggressive. I didn't know you had such a wild side hidden beneath the coldness" he said as one of his hands placed themselves behind your nape and one on your waist pulling you impossibly closer. "Shut up" you snarled although it was muffled on his neck. The cold blood felt like euphoria as it soothed your burning throat with each gulp.
"Yes..just like that" he said, his eyes rolling from the pleasure of your bite. Every swallow made you feel more alive. "Drink until you're full, my darling." he assured as fingers dug into your waist. When the burning in your throat subsided into calm and comfort you slowly pulled away. Your mouth was stained with quite a bit of blood as it was your first time with this and you wiped it away with the back of your hand as you looked up at him. He collapsed on top of you and the soft mattress covered the fall. "You're magnificent" he breathed out, a beautiful dazed smile playing on his lips. He was completely undone. "Seriously, how do you find pleasure in this?" he chuckled burying his face into your neck, "I suppose that is a question which has no answer but darling I must admit, that was absolutely divine" he said as he pulled his hand up to stroke your cheek. And thus, the journey of your immortal life began.