#suguru vampire

[unfoldingmysteries]

Vampire! Yandere! Suguru Geto x AFAB! Reader Part 1

✦Kinktober Masterlist✦ Part 2 (Part 3 Coming Soon)

W/C: 1070

Warnings/Contains: Reader is kidnapped and chained, mentions of wounds and self-harm, unassisted orgasm, dub-con

Your brain is slowly dissipating the fogginess of sleep. Cold metal against your wrists is the most prominent feeling that breaks through. Flashes of the past few weeks graze your memory.

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“If you didn't try to kick me away, I wouldn't need to restrain your feet.”

“If you didn't protest eating, I wouldn't have to force you.”

Flashes of orgasmic bliss, but completely out of context. 

“I don't want to hurt you.”

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“I don't want her to get hurt, idiot!” Some sort of smack echoes in the cold stone room.

“But sir, she wouldn't stop scratching at her wrists.”

“Then get a damn healer in here and loosen her chains.” Footsteps shuffle followed by the clink of a door. A sigh can be heard in the now silence. 

The discussion from the voices in the room made you aware of the awkward pull in your shoulders. Arms are pulled tight above your head, caging your head in place between your biceps. You try to move your head, shift side to side with no luck. Slowly opening your eyes as they adjust to the light streaming in from the small high window. 

The dark haired man once again fills your vision, standing at the foot of the bed. His long hair tied into a half-bun to show off his earrings. Silver. Clearly a sign of wealth, and immunity. Fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes squeezed shut. You're too scared to move. Your captor. The way he looks at others sends chills down your spine, but he has only ever looked at you with adoration. His features soften when his hand falls to his side and looks up to see you gazing back. 

He silently pads over and reaches for your arms. You can’t help but try to flinch away. Concern flashes across his brow at your reaction. His touch is soft as he loosens the chain attached to your metal cuffs. Holding your hands in his as he gently guides them down into your lap. The metal chain clinks and rattles with every movement.  You wince at the change in position of your stiff joints. 

“Allow me.”

Your wide eyes are on him as he gently raises your torso to sit higher and slides in behind you. The bed you're tied to shifting with his additional weight. His body is cold behind you, adding to the chill in the cavernous room. Trying not to stiffen at the way he touches your shoulders. Flashes of a luxurious bed come to mind. You had started in a much more lavish room. Downgraded with each escape attempt, until you remained here. Dungeon seemed the most appropriate word.  

The iron door swinging open brought your attention back to the present. The desire to scratch at your sore wrists was only stopped by the way the man behind you methodically kneaded his fingers into your sore muscles. A shorter woman entered the room as a guard closed the door behind her. Returning to his post on the other side of the door. Was he the other voice? The woman bowed at the waist, although it was short lived as she quickly relaxed her stature. Presumably showing respect to the man behind you, but without the highest formalities. “What this time, Geto?”

Her voice was surprisingly warm for how cold and methodical she acted. 

“Her wrists.” Your gaze finally locked on your own skin. Scabbed and bloody underneath the metal. It felt as if you weren't in your own body. The guard had said you had done this to yourself? There was no way. Of course you wanted out. Back into your warm bed where Satoru would protect you from anything… But not enough to hurt yourself like this. Satoru had also promised to keep you safe, and here you were. Maybe you were capable of doing that after all. 

“Shoko, be gentle.”

“Painless and quick are opposites here, you know that.”

Shoko, the healer, starts muttering and chanting things that don't make sense. A warm glowing light emanates from her hands and encapsulates your wrists. You hiss a sharp intake of air at the pain. I thought she was a healer.

“Let me distract you,” that sultry voice from behind you rattles your eardrums. Geto shifts the hair on your neck to lay across your other shoulder. His breath on your shoulder. No. Everything in your body was telling you to run but you were stuck. The pain, the green light, and the man, your brain felt like it was malfunctioning. No. You yelp at the sting on your neck. That familiar warmth. Not again. You could feel it course through your veins. Making your entire body hot, igniting your core. Searching for some sort of friction, any kind of relief, your thighs rub together. 

Winces of pain slowly morph into moans of pleasure. You couldn't quite tell if the moans that started to fill the room were really your own. Maybe it was a symphony with the dark haired brute as he enjoyed the taste of your blood. Sick Bastard. That might have been what you would think if you had any control over your own thoughts, or even your own body. It betrayed you as the toxin invaded your senses. All sense of sound turned into a dull ring. You had a vague understanding of the cause of your body's convulsions, your vocal chords to cry out, your walls to clench on nothing. All your brain could process was the sweet release as your body betrayed your mind. 

Shoko retracted her hands. Her words are hazy in your mind, “Anything else?”

The man, if he could be called that, removed his teeth from sinking into your flesh. Your body melting back into him. Leaning into his strong form. You could feel the holes on your neck closing immediately. The warmth of his wet tongue as he licked up the tiny dribble of blood that tried to escape. Leaving your neck looking as if nothing had happened. 

“Does anything else hurt?” A sultry whisper to the shell of your ear. At least that's how it felt through the blur. 

Your breathing was heavy and mind so foggy with the aftermath of your release that you barely shook your head. Not comprehending enough to know if anything else was in pain to even ask for assistance. Your breathing slowed before passing out once again.

Part 2, Part 3 Coming Soon

[unfoldingmysteries]

Vampire! Yandere! Suguru Geto x AFAB! Reader Part 2

✦Kinktober Masterlist✦ Part 1 (Part 3 Coming Soon)

W/C: 630

Warnings/Contains: Reader is kidnapped, unassisted orgasm, dub-con

You sit at the window staring out at the world that you once had freedom in. You can see the summer storm rolling in across the mountains in the distance. Can practically smell the moisture on the horizon. You've learned over the past few months: There is no escaping the castle. 

You never would have imagined that one day you would be trapped in the gorgeous castle you grew up seeing on the outskirts of town, secluded by the surrounding forest. The farthest you got was during your first week here. That was how they learned how much security you would require. That was about five months ago, if you had to pick a date. You've slowly earned a more luxurious room. It is small, but at least has a moderate fireplace, window, and private latrine. Warmth, longing, and decency.

The rattle of a key in the door alerts you of his arrival. A now regular occurrence. Not enough to pull your attention from the outside world. 

“Why do you still daydream?” your gaze falls to him out of the corner of your eye. His figure stalking closer to you, “What here is not enough for you?”

You practically roll your eyes as they return to the window. Vision not focused on anything in particular, “I don't think you’ll ever understand.”

“I can guess…” He pauses, as if expecting you to respond. To encourage whatever game he wants to play. After a moment he continues without your engagement, “Some knight that white haired companion of yours was… if he really was the most renowned swordsman of this country, wouldn't you think he would have found you by now?”

“Was?” Venom. The word leaving your mouth doesn't sound like your own voice. Growled with the scowl that overtakes your face. You never trained as a fighter but you would attack this man if he ever hurt Satoru. 

“Although I am flattered, I am trying to stay on your good side.” He flashes that wickedly perfect smile. “I simply meant that he is no longer your lover, am I wrong?”

You huff, irritation still remains in your features. You throw your hair over your shoulder, exposing your neck and returning to look at the encroaching storm. “Just have your meal and leave, Geto.”

“You are mine now, you know that.” Deep, possessive, dominating.

“As if I have a choice.” It's barely above a whisper, but you know he heard it. 

As he crouches next to where you lounge on the padded bench, he gently trails his fingertips down your arm, “You know I can make this so much more enjoyable for you.”

You ignore his comments. Geto might be able to make you orgasm at will, but he is still nothing compared to Satoru. The longing in your dreams that still haunts you. How you still have every shade and tone of those sky blue irises memorized. A crystal sky that you could choose to see on any cloudy day. 

This time he trails a few kisses down the junction of your shoulder and neck. Your breathing quickens. You fight down that familiar feeling. Jumping slightly at his words in your ear, “Suguru, my given name is Suguru.”

Suguru may be an incredibly handsome creature, but you won’t give in that easily. His mind games have yet to break past your exterior. The familiar sting of his fangs as they break your skin causes you to wince. The pain is short lived before his toxin warms your body once again. Your slick quickly gathers between your legs. 

You've learned not to fight back as hard. The more you fight the more intense it feels. You still can't stop the way your eyes roll back and legs squeeze together. A routine you can now never escape.

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