my masterlist / my ao3
old knight!remmick x fem!reader modern au
word count: 2,777
HAPPY VEEEERY LATE BIRTHDAY @thlaylisden ILY‼️ all credit to the creator of older knight remmick (and knight remmick) @thlaylisden ‼️❤️
synopsis: you’re on a trip by yourself, and decide to go check out the local museum. there’s a fancy armor there, and an older gentleman that comes up to talk to you about it. he seems to take an interest in you, whether you want it or not.
WARNINGS‼️: noncon, watersports, piv, vaginal fingering, oral on f & m, face-sitting (f on top), squirting, dacryphilia, sloppy kissing, somnophilia, choking, size kink, cervix contact, degradation, age gap (younger reader)
tags: @angel1207 , @z0mb13xxxx , @helaenasfavoritechicken
banner credit: @scrprints
drawing on the banner: @thlaylisden
song:
being away from the city seems to wash away all your worries, at least for a while. you don’t have much money, but you’ve been having a great time.
today is a museum day, you’re getting ready in your hotel room. well, it’s not exactly a hotel. it’s a small bed & breakfast by the river, with sheep on the yard. you love the sheep.
there’s nearly no one at breakfast, only one family of four. they smile at you as you head out.
it’s summer. the trees and flowers are blooming, everyone seems content. and it’s hot, the heatwaves have been no joke these past few days.
the museum is full of people. couples, families, even an elementary school class.
you go through some art, some ancient objects. what catches your eye is a large, iron armor.
you go stand in front of it, eying the details. it looks really heavy. there’s something painted on the chest part, looks to be a bat.
”you like it?” an older man asks you.
you turn to him. greying hair, beard, glasses. he’s wearing a green sweater and jeans. looks to be in his late fifties or early sixties.
”yeah, it’s beautiful”, you answer.
the man smiles. he has a soft, kind smile.
”used to be worn by a knight”, he says. ”that’s cool”, you say. ”cool..” the man chuckles. ”that’s what the kids say nowadays?” he asks. ”i guess”, you say with a smile.
you shouldn’t have smiled at him. shouldn’t have talked to him. now he thinks you’re meant for him.
”name’s remmick”, he says.
you introduce yourself.
”what a pretty name, for a pretty thing”, remmick says.
you chuckle. you’re no stranger to older men taking a liking to you. you’re not interested in him, though. sure, he’s handsome, but not your type.
"you want a coffee?" remmick asks you. "sure", you say. you’re on a trip, after all. talking to strangers is a part of it.
remmick buys you an iced coffee and a pastry from the museum cafe. he’s only having a black coffee himself.
"so.. what’s a young thing like you doing here all by herself?" he asks you. as you talk to him more you hear an irish accent.
"i’m on a trip, just enjoying my summer vacation", you say. "i see", remmick says.
he tells you more about the armor, about the knight who wore it. people called him the devil, the dragon. killed so many people they lost count.
"he seems like a scary guy", you say. remmick chuckles. "he wasn’t all that scary once you got to know him", he says. "sounds like you knew him personally, are you that old?" you tease him. remmick chuckles. "i’m pretty old, yeah", he says.
"that’s trending?" he asks, pointing at the iced coffee. you nod. "wanna taste it?" you ask him. remmick nods and takes the cup. he takes a sip, and frowns instantly. "what is that, vanilla?", he asks. you chuckle. "it’s a syrup”, you say.
"i have to go", you say.
remmick looks disappointed. "let me at least walk you back", he says. "i’m fine", you say.
and so you leave the cafe and museum, to return to your bed & breakfast. you spend the rest of the day swimming and reading, enjoying the sun.
it’s already dark outside when you notice a familiar figure walking towards the yard. you’re sitting on the ground, with a small lamb in your arms.
it’s remmick.
"what a coincidence!" he says. "i’m also staying here", he adds. ”oh”, you respond.
"you’re like a painting", he says.
you smile, but you feel uncomfortable.
remmick leans in, petting the lamb. "gentle creatures", he murmurs.
"i should go, it’s late", you say, gently lifting the lamb back behind the fence.
remmick studies your face for a while, like he’s trying to figure out if you’re making excuses. "good night then", he says.
you feel uneasy in your room. something about the way he looked at you made your skin crawl.
you’re almost ready to go to sleep when you hear a knock on your door. you open it, and it’s remmick. of course.
"what’s up?" you ask.
he smiles.
"i got you something", he says.
you let him step in the room. a mistake.
"what is it?" you ask him.
remmick hands you a golden necklace, it looks ancient.
"i can’t take this", you say.
"sure you can", he says. "it belonged to a princess", he adds. "a beautiful one, just like you", he says.
"thank you.." you say.
"let me put it on you", he says.
you nod, turning around. remmick puts the necklace on you gently and makes you turn around for him.
"so beautiful", he murmurs. ”you know, you remind me of someone i used to know..” he murmurs, taking your hand.
"alright, good nig-" you start, but remmick cuts you off by grabbing you by the waist.
"what?" you say, starting to squirm.
"can’t help miself", he murmurs.
then he kisses you, hard. his beard scratches your skin. you whimper and try pulling away, but he’s quick to grab your face and make you stay still.
you start squirming, but he only holds you tighter.
he’s eagerly smacking his lips against yours, his cock hardening.
you panic and bite his lip.
he lets out a groan and pulls away. "aww, baby, why don’t you just let me give you some loving?" he coos.
"hel-" you try to scream, but remmick quickly covers your mouth.
"easy now", he says, voice low. "you wouldn’t want me to use these, right?" he asks, revealing his sharp fangs.
fuck, a vampire?
you’ve heard stories, not really knowing if you believed them or not. now you do. and you didn’t even know that vampires could grow old like that.
remmick takes in your scent, sniffing your hair. he lets out a deep moan. ”you smell like summer”, he murmurs.
”please.. stop”, you whimper. ”shh, wee one, let me take care of you”, he coos.
he kisses you again, claiming. his tongue quickly explores your mouth as you whimper against his lips. you don’t dare bite him anymore, not after he threatened you. and you notice something. his tongue is long as hell, but also forked.
he’s sucking on your tongue, taking it between his forked one.
he gently scoops you up, like you weigh nothing. he lays you down on the bed and climbs on top of you, pinning you down.
he unzips your denim shorts, pulling them down to your knees. next it’s your underwear. ”look at that pretty wee cunt”, he purrs.
then he lifts up your shirt so that your breasts are exposed. you’re frozen in fear, terrified of what he’s going to do to you.
”you look so scared, wee lamb”, remmick says. ”don’t be, we’re gonna have a real good time”, he coos.
he leans in and starts kissing and sucking your tits, closing his lips around your nipple. his beard is scratching your sensitive skin.
while he’s suckling on your breasts he gently puts his thumb on your clit, starting to rub on it. you let out a whimper as his thumb draws soft circles on your sensitive spot.
humming satisfied at your reaction he takes one finger and shoves it inside you. you let out a moan, arching your back. ”that’s it, let me hear you”, remmick purrs.
”aww, you’re getting wet for me”, he says. you feel your body tense up. surely you couldn’t… but you are. his finger is already damp from your fluids coating it.
he rubs slightly harder, putting another finger in. ”no.. no, stop..” you whine, starting to panic. you really don’t want to cum from his touch.
”don’t fight it, wee lamb”, remmick coos.
wet, obscene sounds fill the room as he fingers you. ”fuck.. i need you”, he murmurs, withdrawing his fingers from your cunt, leaving you feeling empty.
he takes off his glasses, setting them on the nightstand. then he lays down on the bed next to you. ”sit on my face”, he says. ”what.. no!” you say, trying to stand up and escape.
remmick grabs you, forcefully placing you on top of him. you squirm, and so he flashes you his teeth again. ”you better do as i say”, he says.
you sniff and climb on top of his face, trembling. ”come on then, put your weight in”, remmick says.
you sit on him, not wanting to put your whole weight in. you’d feel it more like that. but remmick squeezes your hips, smushing your cunt hard against his face. he lets out a satisfied groan from tasting you.
his forked tongue starts drawing tight circles on your clit as he squeezes you against him, not letting himself breathe. god, it feels amazing, even though you hate to admit it.
he’s moaning, licking into you like you’re the best meal he’s ever had.
you just cry, trying to keep yourself from coming on his face. but it’s not easy as remmick suddenly closes his lips around your clit, sucking with a force so strong your legs shake. you squirt on him then, your fluids wetting his face. remmick moans and drinks it up, enjoying your taste.
you were already close before, and now it’s way worse. he’s relentless, not taking any breaks.
your legs shake as you come, more of your warm fluids splashing on his face. remmick lets out a groan and laps it all up.
he lets you climb off his face. you think it’s over but he just pins you down on the bed, starting to take off his belt.
you freeze as his cock is freed. it’s inhumanely massive, oozing pre-cum at the tip.
"please don’t", you sob. "shh, wee lamb, just let me-", remmick coos, breaking the sentence by kissing you. "you’re so beautiful", he purrs, kissing you again. "the prettiest lassie i’ve ever seen, and trust me, i’ve seen plenty", he continues complimenting you.
he starts lining up, rubbing the broad tip of his cock on your entrance. you whimper as he starts pushing in, only the tip stretching you open painfully.
you cry out at he pushes in more, struggling a bit. "christ, you’re so tight, such a wee cunt", he grunts.
he manages to bottom out, balls glued to your ass. "you feel so nice and warm", remmick says, leaning in to wetly kiss your cheek.
he starts thrusting, slow and gentle. "wouldn’t wanna hurt you, wee lamb", he coos.
you just cry, disgusted by the fact that you’re being raped by an old man. well, an old vampire.
his cock is way too big, you can feel it rubbing painfully against your cervix as he buries himself to the hilt.
"it hurts!" you cry. remmick looks at you with a frown. "aww, baby, it does?" he purrs. "just for a wee while, okay?" he says, kissing your forehead.
even if he tried going soft in the beginning, he can’t help himself anymore.
you cry out as he starts brutally slamming inside you, rough and fast. his stamina is crazy for an old man. well, he is a vampire...
"you love it, don’t you? love being fucked by an old man", remmick torments you, nails digging into the fat of your hips. "such a wee slut", he says, licking your cheek with that god-forsaken tongue, leaving a trail of spit on your skin.
he lasts for a long time, clearly not wanting to cum fast. he wants to takes his time, wants to savor you.
but at some point his pace starts becoming sloppy, frantic. "hhaa- fuck- baby", remmick moans, leaning in to sloppily kiss you.
then he wraps his hands around your neck, squeezing hard, cutting off your airflow.
you desperately scratch on his hands as he chokes you, but he doesn’t seem to mind. "you need some training", he murmurs. "you gotta stop resisting", he adds, choking harder.
your eyes water up more, you feel close to passing out. he senses that and releases you. you start coughing, hot tears flooding your cheeks.
"you’re gonna make me cum", remmick moans, even more aroused after choking you.
he buries himself deep inside you. you can feel thick spurts of warm cum flooding your cunt.
he’s still kissing you, cock buried deep. he doesn’t pull out immediately, but keeps kissing you, cock softening inside you.
he finally pulls out, you feel him cum leaking from your cunt. "you can’t get pregnant, don’t worry", he says, kissing your cheek.
you’re a teary mess, warm cheeks and messy hair. "you look so cute", remmick coos, standing up, picking you up into his arms.
he carries you to the bathroom, strips you completely. then he forces you on your knees in the shower.
"what are you-" you start, but soon realize what’s happening when remmick starts fucking peeing on you.
the warm liquid pours on your skin, on your lips, chin, breasts, going between your legs as well.
you shut your mouth hard, tears spilling from your now red eyes.
"you look good on your knees", remmick says, smirking. you can see a peak of his sharp fangs as he grins at you.
the bitter smell of piss fills your nostrils as he keeps peeing, aiming mostly for your tits. it’s warm, dirty.
he finally finishes, signaling you to come to him. "clean it up", he orders. "no way!" you whine, disgusted by the mere thought. remmick kisses his teeth in annoyance. "so disobedient, wee lamb.." he murmurs. "such a princess, you are", he adds.
he steps in front of you, cock hanging in front of your face. "c’mon", he says. when you don’t obey he forcefully shoves his dick inside your mouth. you gag from the taste, it’s bitter as hell.
"make me cum again", he orders. you grind his cock with your teeth, planning on biting him. "don’t you dare!" remmick hisses. "if you bite i’ll pee inside your mouth next", he threatens you.
you mewl and start sucking on him, steadily moving your mouth around his cock. he tastes salty, some pre-cum oozing from the tip on your tongue.
remmick moans, eyes rolling back. "fuck, just like that", he groans.
his cock is twitching inside your mouth as you suck on him, more pre-cum oozing out. you softly squeeze his balls, hoping he’d cum faster like that.
that does the trick, since remmick shakes violently, moaning louder. "c-close, baby, keep going", he whimpers.
you don’t stop, waiting for it to be over. you take his cock all the way, making it reach you throat, his pubes tickling your nose.
remmick grabs your head, holding you there. you gag and squirm, but he just keeps on holding you. "your throat feels amazing", remmick moans.
he lets you go and you keep sucking, drooling all over his cock.
a few more licks and remmick whimpers, making you stop. you taste salt as thick, warm spurts of cum flood your mouth. "swallow", he orders you. you obey, gulping everything down.
he lets you go, looking at you with a smile. "you did so well", he praises you.
remmick makes you shower with him. his wrinkled body is full of scars, huge ones. "where did you get those?" you ask. "they called me a demon", remmick chuckles. you freeze. could he possibly mean...
after the shower remmick dresses you in your pyjama, laying you down on the bed. "will you leave me alone?" you ask. remmick chuckles. "i think you need some cuddles", he says, climbing next to you on the bed. he takes you into his arms, breathing calmly.
he starts snoring pretty soon, you still awake. eventually you cry yourself to sleep.
remmick wakes up, you still in his arms. he looks at your calm, sleeping state with a smile. "so cute.." he whispers.
he slowly trails his fingers down your thighs and legs, stroking you. he can’t control himself, so he peels down your pyjama shorts. you shift in your sleep, but don’t wake up.
he brings his thumb on your clit and starts rubbing. you let out a small whimper in your sleep. "there she is", remmick coos.
as he keeps rubbing you start lubricating, and remmick notices your fluids coating his thumb. "so responsive", he whispers.
you’re letting out small moans in your sleep as remmick teases your clit, pressing soft kisses on your shoulder.
he can’t help himself, so he shoves two fingers inside your leaking cunt. that’s when you wake up, eyelids slowly opening. "w-what", you mumble, feeling his thick fingers inside your cunt.
"shh, princess, let’s go again, shall we?"
