Sugar on my Tongue • (Vagina owning) Reader x Remmick
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Warnings!!: Period sex, blood as lube, blood eating, swearing obviously, a literal vampire eating you out on your gotdamn period because Remmick is nasty, you’re gonna need a new set of bedsheets babe
Authors note: Guess who got their stupid shark week and got inspired?? 😀🩸
You woke up with a sadly familiar sticky feeling between your legs. You knew it was coming and somehow forgot to prepare yourself with a pad in your underwear before going to bed.
As you sat up, that’s when the cramps struck. Like earthquakes all up and down your stomach.
It hurt. It always fucking does. But you didn’t have any more sick days off work, so you trudged on to the bathroom to get ready.
Suck it up, buttercup.
With a fresh change of underwear and some ibuprofen to calm your aching body, you were mostly ready to take on the day.
You went back to your room to continue getting dressed. It’s cold outside but warm in the building you work in, so you settle on some old brown corduroy pants, an olive green sweater, a tank top for an undershirt, and some compression socks with foxes printed on them.
As you proceeded to get ready, a few rapid loud taps on your window made you freeze.
You opened the curtains on your window, peering outside. It was still dark out, the sun was about to rise. You looked around to find what caused the sound and jumped when it happened again. Your eyes meet two glowing red ones.
Oh. Your boyfriend came for a visit. Early in the morning for some reason this time.
You pushed the window open with a grunt. “Remmick, what the hell are you doing? The sun could come up any minute!”
“Aww, don’t you worry. Jus’ wanted to see you, darlin’,” His voice drawled with a goofy grin. His eyes were shining with want, drool dripping down the side of his open mouth.
“Ah. Well,” You waved your arms in exaggeration. “You see me. Now, I gotta get ready.”
He frowned. “What for?”
“Work. I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you, I’ll be home later though.”
You hated to see the disappointment on his face. Being a creature of the night had to get lonesome at times. A hive minded “family” is fun and all, but he’d trade it all just to stay in your pocket all day long.
“Well, can I at least come in? Give you a proper send-off before going into that godforsaken job of yours?” He hummed, pulling himself up onto the windowsill, supporting himself with his elbows. “I could make ya some breakfast or…”
He trailed off. You stopped trying to put your shoes on as you noticed his tenseness. He sniffed the air and his eyes seemed to glow brighter red.
Shit. That’s why he’s here so early. He followed the scent of you.
“Oh…oh, my…” He moaned. “I knew I smelled somethin’ bleedin’ around here.”
As much fun as it would be, you knew better than to let him in now. You can’t miss another day of work. You shrugged and continued working towards leaving. “Don’t know what you’re talking about, Rem.”
He chuckled darkly, pressing against the window screen. “I think you fuckin’ do, honey.”
“Listen, Remmick, I gotta go to work or I’m getting a write-up,” You sigh, now attempting to sound exasperated. “We can do something later, alright?”
“Oh. That’s fine. Jus’ fine. Only one little problem.” He then hopped down from the window and walked over to your car, sitting down on the hood. “Hope yer not plannin’ on using this.”
Son of a bitch. You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes. He smiled and crossed his legs.
“Well?” He snickered. “Thought you had somewhere to be. Ain’tcha gonna go?”
“Remmick…” You growled under your breath, walking through the house to the front door, slamming it open to glare at him through the screen door.
“Come on, honey,” He teased. “It’s either you come out here or you let me in. I’m gonna fuck ya till ya cry my name either way.”
You stood firm, not budging to open the door. That’s when the first gleam of sunlight hit your eye. Your eyes darted to Remmick, watching as his skin began sizzling.
“Remmick, seriously, fucking stop! You’re gonna hurt yourself!” You yelled.
“Yer the one that hurting me, honey,” He groaned, raising his finger to the light, letting it catch on fire. “Fuck…what’s it gonna be?”
“Fine! Come in! Come in, goddamnit!!” You screamed as you swung the screen door open.
Didn’t have to tell him three times.
He all but pounced like a wild animal, tackling you to the floor. You wrestled out from under him to shut the doors and immediately began to pat down the burning flesh on his arm.
“Didn’t think you were ever gonna let me in,” He chuckled breathlessly. “Got yer curtains shut in yer room?”
You wordlessly nodded, still trying to fix his burns. He promptly stopped you by yanking you up into his arms and running down the hall to your room.
You protested, something about “gotta go to work,” calling him a spoiled brat of a vampire, threatening to eat garlic bread next time he comes around and such. All of it fell on deaf ears.
He dropped you onto the twin size bed and pushed you back down when you’d try to get up. His nose pressed against the tight fabric of your pants against your cunt. He began fumbling his hands with your belt and tugging down your pants.
“Fuck, you smell perfect,” He moaned. “Think I wouldn’t find out it’s that time of the month that easy, huh?”
You gasped as his nose roughly bumped against your clothed clit. He realized you were using a pad and a deep growl rumbled through his chest.
“Wastin’ all this sweetness on a piece of paper. Fuckin’ crazy,” He mumbled as he ripped your underwear down, exposing you to the cool air of your room.
He wasted no time burying his tongue between your folds, making you jerk and moan under him. You were never prepared for how it felt when he’d take you like this. It felt like how heaven is described by religious zealots. But better. So much fucking better.
You grabbed his head and began grinding against his face. He snickered and fully pulled away, leaving you whining with desire.
“Now, now, darlin’,” He licked his blood soaked lips with a wicked grin. One of his hands had travelled under your sweater, teasingly squeezing one of the mounds of your chest. “Didn’t you say you were going to be late for work?”
“Shut the fuck up, you bastard, you started this! Now either be a man and finish it or I’ll drag you to the nearest church and lock your ass inside!” You hissed.
That was all he wanted to hear.
“Love when ya talk dirty, sweetheart. Say no more.” He immediately stood up, shoved his pants down, and quickly lined himself up to your entrance. No preparation needed, he was already hard as a rock and dripping with need.
He pushed in, both of you letting out a groan at the sensations. Warm, sticky, sweet; or sweet at least in his case. The pain of cramps had been replaced by the melodic slapping of skin on skin and the vibrations of each other’s moans.
“Fuck, fuck, baby, I’m gonna…I ain’t gonna last,” He whined, his fangs now glistening with your blood. “Can..can I please come inside?”
“Yes, yes, Remmick, come in!!”
The both of you rode out the high, blood and cum gushing everywhere. Your bed sheets were ancient history.
His claws left indents and small scratches that you’d discover later. You never minded though.
He collapsed next to you, gasping and panting along with you. Suddenly your phone rang, breaking the silence between you. He looked over at you with a grin. “Gonna get that?”
You rolled your eyes and picked up the phone, sending it directly to voicemail. His smile widened. “Good. I ain’t letting you waste no more of that blood. Get comfy because yer gonna be here for a while.”
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Was this me projecting? Maybe.
(I whipped this together in like twenty minutes, I’ll be back with one of them requests hopefully)
See Yall later!