Title: On Your Knees
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Pairing: Stefan Salvatore x Female Reader
Genre: Smut (oral sex, punishment, discipline, tenderness & dominance)
Summary: Stefan doesn’t let disobedience slide. Bound and spread open, you’re punished with his mouth—sometimes tender, sometimes merciless—until you learn the lesson carved into every trembling climax he forces from you.
SMUT WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!
The boarding house was silent but for the heavy sound of your breathing and the deliberate click of Stefan’s shoes on the floorboards. His eyes pinned you in place—green, dark with the kind of focus that left no room for escape. He stood before you, arms folded, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, the picture of calm control, though the tension rolling off him was anything but.
“You thought you could defy me,” Stefan said, voice velvet steel, neither raised nor hurried. “You thought I wouldn’t notice.”
Your lips parted to protest, but he silenced you with a raised hand. “No excuses.” His gaze flicked over you, lingering on the way you squirmed in the chair he’d placed you in, wrists bound loosely with his tie, ankles spread and locked by his knees braced on either side. “Tonight, you learn what disobedience earns you.”
He sank to his knees in front of you, fingers ghosting up your thighs, light as a whisper until they reached the edge of your skirt. “Punishment,” he murmured, “with pleasure sharp enough to make you regret your arrogance.”
His mouth descended slowly, lips brushing your inner thigh, the scrape of his fangs a deliberate tease. You jolted when his breath warmed over your soaked panties, your hips twitching upward instinctively. Stefan smirked against the fabric. “Already desperate, and I haven’t even started.”
With deliberate patience, he dragged your panties aside and pressed the faintest kiss to your clit. The tenderness of it burned more than cruelty. He kissed again, slow, reverent, then licked a long stripe down your slit, his tongue soft, savoring. A moan broke from your throat, needy and high.
“That’s not begging,” he said, pulling back, his lips glistening with your slick. “That’s indulgence. Punishment means restraint.”
He leaned back in, mouth closing around your clit, sucking just hard enough to make your back arch. Then—he stopped. Completely. He sat back on his heels, eyes locked on yours, his hands firm on your thighs keeping you open while your hips writhed uselessly.
“Stefan—please—” you gasped.
“Not good enough.” His voice was darker now, edged with command. “Beg like you mean it.”
You whimpered, shame and need tangling, the ropes of his control tightening invisibly around you. “Please, Stefan, I’ll do anything, just—please let me come.”
His smirk softened into something dangerous, something fond. He bent back down, this time devouring you. His tongue flicked mercilessly over your clit, his mouth sucking, worshiping, punishing all at once. He groaned into you, the sound vibrating through your body until you screamed, your thighs clenching around his head, bound wrists straining against the tie.
The orgasm hit you like a wave, violent, shuddering, wracking you with sobs as he licked and sucked through every convulsion. He didn’t stop—didn’t give you reprieve—his hands pinning you down, tongue relentless as he pushed you into overstimulation, tears slipping hot down your cheeks.
“Too much?” he asked when you screamed his name again, voice tight with another climax building. He kissed your thigh, gentle as a lover, before plunging back between your legs like a master punishing his wayward student. “Good. You’ll learn.”
You broke again, body shaking, pleasure and punishment blurred into one as Stefan swallowed every drop of your ruin like it belonged to him. And when you sagged against the chair, trembling, spent, his lips brushed yours in a kiss so tender it contradicted the cruelty of his discipline.
“Remember this,” Stefan whispered against your mouth. “Every time you disobey, I’ll put you back in your place. On your knees. Or with me on mine.”
It's been a while I know but how could I not return to the world of Tumblr for a post mourning the impending end of the TVDverse 💔 an end I hope will be more of a break than a true ending 🤞
I'm still in shock over Legacies cancellation but there is a part of me that is proud the 2nd spinoff in the TVDU is going out with its strongest season to date, some moral victory about the show going out on a high.
13 years ago we were all introduced to Mystic Falls and as 14 year old gay boy I was instantly obsessed with the show, having always been obsessed with the supernatural genre, and quickly found myself becoming totally obsessed with the likes of Caroline Forbes and Katherine Pierce. Over those years "TVD" continued to introduce more characters for me to love and hate, storylines to keep me hooked and "The Originals" spin off with the Mikaelson family, later "Legacies" was born. I grew up with this universe, as I'm sure most of you did, and I want to honour that 💖
Please drop comments about your favourite storylines, couples, pairings, seasons, episodes, characters, etc, over the years, lets share some TVDverse memories together as we prepare to say goodbye for now with Legacies finale three episodes soon coming our way 💖
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Buffyverse, The Originals, Vampire Diaries, TVDverse.
Warnings: I do not own nor claim to own the copyrights to the following tv shows; “Buffy the vampire slayer”, “Angel”, “The Originals”, “The Vampire Diaries”. Nor do I claim to own any canonical continuation via comics, spin-off televisions and such. I do not claim to own any of the characters within either the Buffyverse or the TVDverse, I am purely doing this for non-profit as a fan of both worlds and fanfiction itself.
15 Plus: May contain medium to graphic displays of violence and torture, displays of witchcraft practice, horror elements, supernatural elements, sexual innuendos, and scenes of a sexual nature.
F/F, F/M, M/M, GEN + OTHER
Major Pairings: Buffy Summers/Elijah Mikaelson, Cordelia Chase/Angel, Faith Lehane/Rebekah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson/Josh Rosza, Davina Claire/Kol Mikaelson.
Minor Pairings: Buffy Summers/Spike, Rebekah Mikaelson/Marcell Gerard, Elijah Mikaelson/Hayley Marshall.
Mentioned Pairings: Buffy Summers/Angel, Buffy Summers/Faith Lehane, Faith Lehane/Angel, Klaus Mikaelson/Camille O’ Connell, Hayley Marshall/Jackson Kenner.
SUMMARY: Bonnie Bennett quickly discovered that Klaus and Elijah had returned to Mystic Falls after they heard about the collapsing Other Side and the threat of Mikael using this chance to come back from the dead. Unfortunately for her, Bonnie soon became trapped with them alongside Kol, Damon, Stefan and Tyler in the 1994 Prison World, where an imprisoned Kai Parker lay in wait for his chance to escape.
Now, what was Bonnie going to do in a world where she was the only woman amongst seven men? (Bonnie x Multi)
CHAPTER 2 EXCERPT
"Bonnie?"
She heard Tyler asked, who now stood close by with a fresh bruise on his left cheek; courtesy of Klaus' unprecedented walloping. At Tyler's voice, Bonnie realized that she had been inspecting the men for nearly a minute and that she had failed to answer their question on time.
"I don't really know. The spirit of my grandmother was the one who transported us here. She said that she was taking me to a safe place." Bonnie informed hurriedly and she resisted the urge to fidget on the spot when the men's attention remained fixed on her.
Bonnie had never been the center of attention. It was always Caroline and Elena who grabbed all the men's interest and Bonnie was left to simply observe from their shadows without any chance to shine at all.
Now, with all six men regarding her rather closely, Bonnie could not do anything else but stand there like a statue while six supernatural beings turned their undivided attention on her.
