LISTEN I DON’T WRITE FICS CAUSE THE ADHD CANNOT STAY FOCUSED ON THINGS FOR TO LONG.
BUT THIS IS ALL Y’ALL VAMPIRE JOLLY THIS, VAMPIRE JOLLY THATS FAULT.
Is it good? I have no idea, but y’all set off the brain thot and it needed it out.
TW: blood mentioned, grinding, biting?
Definitely NOT edited soooooo I guess a warning for that too I guess 😂
MAY I PRESENT VAMPIRE!Jolly x Reader MDNI
Your breath catches as his lips slowly trace up your neck, his breath ticking you as he takes his time admiring the softness of your skin. His hair slowly cascading around you, fallen from the bun in his hair caused by your hands when you finally pulled him into your bedroom.
You lay there in his arms with your mind going a million different directions at once wondering if it’ll hurt, will it not? What will it feel like to have him drink from you? What if he looses his control? There’s a moment of panic that deeps into your chest as his mouth finally makes contact with the curve of your neck with an open mouthed kiss, and you feel yourself tighten in his grasp instinctively.
“Relax Käraste, we can wait till you’re ready” he chuckles leaning back to read your face. He looks serene in the dim lighting, the scarf over the lampshade tinting the room into a dark mauve makes his already intense stare even more alluring. It always tugged on the back of your mind why you never found him as terrifying as he should be, a lethal creature with the will and power to kill you if he wanted…maybe it was the gentleness he had when he caressed your face when you pretended to sleep during his visits. Or the small gifts he always left behind as a token of his devotion for you, even if you didn’t understand why.
You didn’t realize you had been staring a while lost in the train of your thoughts until he shifts further back, assuming you were ready to tell him to leave for going too far. Reaching out to grasp his face gently you hold his gaze, and let your thumb graze along the edge of his jaw. You feel the weight of his head shift as he leans into the curve of your palm to playfully nip at your thumb causing you to giggle softly.
“There’s your smile, mitt hjärta” he makes no attempt to move any further away or closer to you, waiting for you to tell him what you need.
“I’m still a little nervous…I guess” you mumbled out, your eyes trailing over his face to meet his dark eyes. His soft smile tugs at the corner of his lips.
“I understand, if you’ve changed your mind you can tell me. I would never want you to feel as if you have no choice, Käraste.” His right grasping your waist tightens as if to be reassuring. “To have a piece of you now, just as you are is better than to not have you at all….It will hurt at first if you let me, I cannot lie to you. But I will keep you safe, and I will not break that promise.” His gaze heavy, showing complete honesty and tenderness before leaning down to softly peck at your cheek and forehead.
He stills for a moment resting his forehead upon yours, inhaling deeply before softly asking “May I kiss you?”, all you can manage is a small nod before he brushes his lips across yours the small action alone making you sigh out against him. When his lips finally catch your own he steadies himself, deepening the kiss while keeping the pace slow allowing you to melt back into his embrace once more. Before long you feel as if you’re on air, his body shifted once again to be slotted against you as you writhe against him when he presses his hips against yours. Your hands buried in his hair, every movement he makes against you feels electric as you both moan into the kiss. Slowly lost in your own body giving into his, you hardly register the sound of your own voice pleading out please as his mouth begins to trail across your jaw again. When you feel him tense in an attempt to regain his composure unsure if he should, you give his dark locks a tug to continue and twist you head to bare yourself for him.
When he continues to pause with hesitancy, you recite your pleads again. “Please….I trust you…just please Joakim” you can’t see his face, but you feel his entire body shudder above you and his breath hitch for a moment before his voice is able to return to him. “I promise to distract you from the pain, if it’s too much I need you to tell me…..can you promise me?” With his own resolve cracking along side your own, all you can manage is a soft nod and another small please.
Within seconds there’s a shift in the air, his presence becoming more intoxicating as he drags his open mouth across your neck once again. The hotness of his breath and soft moans trickles across your neck and ear adding to your own pleasure. His hips grind deeper into yours as your own body wraps around him, legs over his waist in an attempt to keep him close, hand gripping his hair while the other is wrapped around his shirt to anchor yourself. With his movements deepening against you, trying to pull as much pleasure from you before he settles into your neck, his one arm shifts to cradle you into his own chest, hand slipping into your hair to hold you in both a comfort and in place.
Finally between a mix of open mouth kisses and harsher pecks, you finally begin to feel the subtle pinches of teeth meeting flesh which ignites a new flurry of higher pitched moans from you until you feel a much sharper sting, and the wetness of his tongue cascading along you. Upon finally tasting just a hint of your blood, his demeanour shifts and a slur of loud groans fall from his own mouth as he continues to make small pricks against your skin. His neediness builds, adding into your own desperation until he tightens his grip around your head and finally sinks his teeth into place.
You had been expecting a large shock of pain to occur when he would finally bit into you when it was discussed earlier. Yet in this moment, if there was pain beyond a pinch you hadn’t noticed. Too lost in the sensation of his body enwrapped around you, dragging himself across your core moaning blissfully against your neck. The whole ordeal was leaving you breathless in a way you had never experienced, with the added sensation of him feeding off of you, you finally started to feel a peak building inside of you. Desperately chasing your release you let go, writhing and moaning with as much need as he was. You didn’t care if anyone heard you, all you wanted was to fall apart against him and give him everything.
Sensing your shift, Joakim finally lifted himself from your neck looking blissed like a god in his own form to stare down at you. The small smear of blood across his open panting mouth, his was stare burning into yours animalistic like.
You couldn’t help yourself from dragging him into a heated kiss, roughly slotting your lips together and grabbing on to anything you could. His hips were beginning grind sporadically losing any semblance of rhythm against you as his moans were turning into whines matching your own. It only took minutes before you both were grunting and crying out into each other’s mouths, climaxing together in a heated mess.
You both lay there still entangled together, his head coming to rest upon your chest briefly as you hand softly strokes within his hair. The silence is enjoyed among you both, with only the sounds of your breaths steadying, and his enjoyment of hearing your heart begin to settle. When you finally begin to feel the rush of sleep crash into you, is when Joakim finally lifts himself from you and assists you in cleaning you both up, taking extra care to be sensitive with your neck as he placed kisses on each marking he left behind and mumbling his praises against you, before changing you into new clothes for bed. When you finally crash into the bed, he drags you into his embrace and begins to hum quietly while running his hands slowly over you to lull you to sleep. When your eyes finally close you hear him whisper “Jag älskar dig” before sleep takes you over.