rip the words out . . vampire bada x shadowhunter reader
synopsis: when shadowhunters and vampires are forced to forge an alliance in the middle of a battle against the circle, dealing with your situation with bada becomes significantly easier. it becomes just as effortless for you to come and go from her place after the peace agreement is established. and your first careless visit is quite remarkable, to say the least.
warnings and notes: female shadowhunter reader with a brother, smut & explicit content below; lots of teasing and fingering, cursing, begging, pet names, kind of a dirty talk going on? it gets a bit rough but it's sweet nonetheless — been watching the show lately, and i've never seen a better context to write vampire bada in before. my made-up version differs a lot from the original story, though. but i hope you enjoy it! this is my first smut ever, so feedback is highly appreciated.
“y'all already got some good advantage, honey” bada mumbles to your brother as you grab the pen from his hands, making sure to keep an eye on her as she speaks. she’s smiling in a way that gets your stomach spinning. “the circle isn’t killing as many of you, it's all nice and sweet. don’t make it harder for us, hm?”
you watch your brother ponder, but you already know what you must do. you need to sign the contract to bring peace back between your people, need to make that alliance to stay safer from the circle. but you don’t support that just in a save-the-underworld way, no. it’s also going to be much easier to come over to bada’s place once in a while and see her without further questionings, it's gonna be way less risky for you. you won’t need to be careful not to let anyone notice your shiny eyes in her direction anymore.
“come on, you know it’ll be worth it” you whisper to your brother. he’s being so ridiculous; he was literally sent to sign this damn contract. “and mom told us we better-“
“shush. i know” he cuts you off, the harsh tone catching you so off guard. you blink, and bada blinks as well, not looking as polite and composed as she was trying to pretend to be seconds ago. “i just can’t trust these people; you know what they’ve done. you’re fucking-“
“what some have done. don’t put bada in the middle of those, and our people weren’t exactly kind either. so let me sign this shit” you argue, and it’s his turn to be surprised at your tone. he still takes a few seconds to ponder stubbornly, and you’re starting to get annoyed. but then he nods. finally. and you feel so relieved to leave your signature on that paper, to know that now the way is paved for you to have freedom to come and go instead of keeping dangerously sneaking into there. it’s all going to be so much easier.
bada smiles at you discreetly as you sign it, eyes locked on your face and the way your hair frames your figure. she’s thinking the exact same as you. and when you stand, your brother follows you, but you approach bada to hug her for a second, which gets him rolling his eyes. if he wasn’t right there, this’d be much better, but all you do is watching her place your hair off your shoulder as you play with a button on her clothes. “gonna come later?” bada asks in a quiet voice.
“yeah. owe nothing to anyone but my pretty girl” you leave a kiss on her cheek as her lips curve up in a smirk, and your brother can’t take the sight anymore. he pulls the signed paper from the table, then you away from her by your arm, and gets you both out of her place, slamming the door.
he hates that alliance. hates these people. but you’re about to have the absolute time of your life, and in the expenses of protection for both of your people. not much could be better than this.
you zip up a long coat when you’re in the institute, got a headache once alec won’t shut up about how ridiculous he thinks an alliance with vampires sounds. thinks they’re full of cheaters, snobbish people. and you’ve got to hear more about it than anyone else, as you’re quite linked with them. “can you stop?” you ask alec, done with him.
“can you stop?” your brother gets in the middle, thrown on the couch. “you’re gonna see your fuck buddy day and night now, you really can’t have a saying on serious stuff, you dumbass.”
“can definitely assure you i know these people better than you both” you tease them, and they look so uncomfortable at that it gets you chuckling. “i assure you we’re all equally despicable. see ya.”
you notice how they really can’t use any words against you anymore, and you leave the institute feeling so light. it’s absolutely cold outside, and you shiver as you put your helmet on and climb onto your motorcycle. the way to bada’s house is always so long, but you swear it’s always worth it — an example of it is, once you arrive there, you usually see her looking fine as hell with her baggy clothes on, or over her desk reading some important papers, lap ready to be your seat. today, however, she’s just arrived from a meeting, and for everything there is... for every sacred thing, she looks the most beautiful she ever has, her intricate dark cropped wrapped around her figure, chains hanging from its hem, pants enveloping her body so perfectly you can barely look away. “u-um, hi, bada!” you stutter ridiculously as she opens the door, almost forgetting to greet her.
“hi, babe” she smiles, noticing you're scanning her for a bit longer than usual. you keep playing with your helmet's chin strap as you blink at her. "not gonna come in?"
"yes! yes, let me just-" you laugh for a second and attach the helmet to your motorcycle's handlebar. you turn to watch her again, and the visible area of her chest through the clothing. "jesus, you look hot. where even were you?"
"had to submit the document to the jurisdiction of the clave" she explains, stepping back for you to go inside, your hand immediately resting on her small waist as she closes the door on her back. still doesn't make sense. "after i dropped by raphael's little party, of course. he wanted me there."
"oh" you touch the chains on her shirt, and she kisses you softly. "i see it now" you then adjust the girl's bangs, a bit too distracted to be aware of the way she's watching you back. you can only imagine yourself getting rid of that damn button, and-
"wanna have something?" she asks, and you can't believe it — yeah, you do? she's looking like a great option. but, apparently, you'll have more fun if you wait a little while, until she quits acting like she's not reading the message on your lust-filled eyes. you switch your look and simply smile, holding her hand.
"yeah, sure" and she pulls you with her to the kitchen as soon as you leave your coat on her couch. you see a plate on her counter with a pile of toasts and an open cherry jam jar on the side. "is this what you call dinner, bada lee?" you frown as you take a spatula full of jam.
"yeah? you'll regret complaining, cherry jam's so good" you bet she's right. as you apply some to your toast, you get some jam on your finger, then lick it off as you raise your eyes at bada. she just smiles as she watches it, then steps closer to you and holds your jaw, stealing a kiss that's clearly exclusively to tease you, not to taste anything else. she hums. "god, it's even better like this."
you squint at her, starting to catch the signs. if only your brother or alec had any idea how impossibly intentional she can be with what she wants, while also making herself act as dumb as possible about it… she's crazy good at making you think you want something as bad as her, when she wants it just as much. they'd definitely be twice as scared. but they also most definitely can't touch her collar and press their body against hers, eyes so firmly on hers she looks like she's about to only stutter from now on. "so you're playing, hm? throwing a game on me again?"
"i'm just asking" she breathes out lightly, managing to smile again as her eyes flicker to your lips. "it's kind of my way of doing so. you know that."
you chuckle for a second, hands gripping her waist so firmly she has to keep a groan well stuck in her throat. she sighs as your lips brush against hers, and the fun ends up being mostly yours from now on. you love how she loses her posture as soon as you decide to take action. "sorry, i don't think i'm getting it" you act fool, frowning as you pull away. "did you ask for anything? i didn't quite-"
"cut it off" she brings you closer again by your shirt, lips smacking on yours softly before she tightens her hold on your waist, her whole body warmly against yours, chains clicking at the collision. that kiss is enough to tell you she's hungering for the same as you. "you'll have to rip the words out of me, angel" she mumbles on your lips, trailing kisses down your neck, over your rune, until she bites it teasingly. her teeth are always a bit harsh on you.
"rip the words out" you repeat, half-smiling as your eyes meet again. "messy chore. might hurt. sure you can handle it, pretty?" you make sure to ask her, hands playing with the hem of her apparent underwear. she sighs at your contact to her stomach's skin.
bada nods. "yeah, you know i do" and she bites her lip as you finally slide your hands down her pants, quite delicately. bada immediately melts at your fingers meeting the glistening surface of her folds, circling around, teasing her entrance. the way she loses all that posture is mesmerizing, so fun to watch that you decide to risk a bit more to make her lose it harder. you don't even know how long you stay there, moving carefully, just messing with her head. "fuck, just do it right, y/n" she hisses.
bada attempts to move faster and get some friction to get to where she wants to, but you grip her hips tightly, pressing it against the counter's cold side. "slow down" you chuckle, looking for her eyes, and you can see she's absolutely unable to obey, your fingers still touching her so superficially, just playing around. but she can barely stay still. "try not to beg so early, hm?" you tease, and bada's about to curse at you.
the cursing is in fact just coming, but she suddenly grabs at the counter behind her to be able to remain on her feet, two of your fingers sliding into her pussy making her gasp. she does it as quietly as she can, which is still incredibly noisy. "f-fuck- fuck, y/n-" and there is the curse, but it's not quite about what you just said.
as you start moving at a calm pace, bada has to take it. she wants it rougher, though, deeper, doesn't matter if she's already panting at that simple touch. you stretch her out so slowly, so tenderly it gets her groaning, and for god's sake, your throat tightens with all that you're feeling, with the sigh of her right now. her black and white strands hang down along with her head, and she places a hand on your shoulder to stand stably. it's the prettiest view in the world.
you leave a sweet kiss on her lips, no longer stopping her hips from moving. "fuck what?" you ask, and you feel her getting wetter and wetter by the second as she starts to buck herself into your fingers, but you don't collaborate at all. and when she tries to undo her zipper so you can go full hard on her, or at least so she can do it on her own, you stop her hand, whispering not yet. this girl hates you now, bites her lip, can barely breathe but shakes her head as if telling you she can't believe you're playing like that.
"are you fucking serious? why don't you-" she gasps slightly, and it just turns into a moaning mess eventually as you go harder, then back to slow, just so she can't say a thing properly. but your pace remains too soft for what she wants. you know that. you're knowingly waiting for the words, doesn't matter if your soaking wet hand, fingers sliding in and out of her pussy like it's nothing, are telling you all that she's refusing to.
"i'm fucking you quite seriously, yeah. take a look at yourself" you tell her, feel her grip on your shoulder tighten, notice the veins coming to life on her neck, and you make sure to kiss right there, right where you know it's gonna fuck her up even more. she's already losing her mind completely, and you've barely started. it's fun to watch, you can't lie. "you told me you could handle it well, bada. you sure about it?" you mumble on her ear and attempt for a contact with the eyes she can hardly keep open. eventually, she raises them to you.
"not when- not-" she tries to make sense, swallowing with so much difficulty as you speed up your pace slightly, just so she needs to give her blood not to sound absolutely stupid. "i thought… fuck, are you trying to make me go senseless or wanna die?"
bada pants even harder, holding onto your arm as your hand attempts to make it even harder for her to think clearly. you manage another finger inside her, and she blinks strongly, mumbling despairingly a bunch of curses near your ear as she's clearly not handling any of it.
"why'd you have to be a bitch just now?" she moves her hips aimlessly as you keep your touch steadily soft, yearning for more from you, so much more. "it's fucking heavenly when you try- fuck- fuck, please, just-" she keeps stuttering, and you chuckle as you get all that hair off her face, adjusting her bangs again as if you didn't have three fingers fooling around inside her and making her feel like she's never gonna feel as good again. it's almost as if she's high, and your core is throbbing so hard at how she's reacting so sensitively to your touch.
"hm? i'm listening" you keep sounding so unbothered, and she gathers all of her brain cells to manage some coherence out, then, pulling you closer for an eager kiss, a begging one, a kiss that gets both yours and her lips blood red. she moans into your mouth as you've remained stably fast, hitting the perfect spot inside her, and her eyes darken up as she pulls away to try looking at you. she blinks herself to sanity a few times as you wait, trying not to whimper as she speaks.
"c-can't believe you" she's exhaling in short breaths, losing it at how you won't stop moving, but won't be as harsh. sweat glistens on her neck, the warm feeling taking over her entire body, but still not taking over completely. she groans and blinks again as you keep her firmly under your touch, words unstable. "fuck me. just fuck me hard. quit the joke" she cuts herself off again, sighing. it's still hard for her to make sense. "i need you to, need you, need now-"
"you're asking so nicely" you caress her cheek. "there, angel, i'll give it to you. wasn't that hard to say it, was it?" so you lower the hand on her hip to finally unzip her pants properly, having more space now to go in and out of her — you hold her leg and raise it until it reaches your hips, and then push both your body and your fingers against her mercilessly. bada starts to cry out instantly, this time nodding, thinking and mumbling nonstop, fuck, fuck, fuck. it's exactly what she wanted. it's you going so deep she starts seeing stars and your palm frictions against her clit, it's all about you no longer stopping yourself from touching her anywhere else, about the hand that goes up to her top and your touch that tightens in there, your teeth nibbling lovingly on her neck. your lower hand goes so roughly into her and slides so easily thanks to all the slick that coats her pussy, and bada throws her head to the back at the delirious feeling; she's dripping wet, and her enraged state of seconds ago doesn't mean a thing now that you're finally fucking her senseless.
in a short span of time, you have bada moaning so loudly it sounds like a sinful song to your ears, and you hope no one's crossing the streets. she's tipping her edge, babbling out "shit, you're fucking me so good. so good" as she dwells at the feeling growing inside her body, your touch a bit too harsh to anyone but her, who gets her lips at the side of your marked neck as her entire body melts. she won't bite you; she knows she can't when she's feeling this lightheaded. it's too risky. but the way she nibbles on your skin with her sharp teeth gets you waiting for one of your favorite feelings, and it's now her turn to make you frustrated as she does nothing but moan against your neck. "gotta be kidding me" you complain breathlessly, wishing she would risk getting you addicted just this time.
bada's not as dumb, at least not when it comes to your life. but now? her brain empties up as you keep pushing your fingers into her sweet spot, and she can't think about anything else besides whining out the nastiest words when her body suddenly crumbles and trembles as you go into her as hard as you ever have, the wave of pleasure blinding all her senses as you hold her firmly to keep her stable. "you... you gotta be kidding me."
"i know, low game" you say, smirking. she gets what you mean after a few seconds of recovering. your touch leaves her, and bada smiles back, trying to regain a stable breathing. "but you could kinda play it too, couldn't you?" you trace the little scratches on your neck as you speak. probably won't last two days.
"no way, i won't be as mean" she kisses you tenderly, hands on your waist as she spins you to switch your sides. as easily as she cursed when being fucked, she gets you sat on the counter. her lips, swollen from all the biting, curve up in a smile. "which doesn't mean you aren't screwed in my hands anyway. take a nice breath, pretty."
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