: vampire!bf draco x reader
: cw: mentions of blood, biting, slight vampirism?
Your body tossed and turned, trying to find warmth within your bed adorned with blankets, plushies and more. The shivering became uncomfortable and unbearable, unable to fall back asleep. Slowly starting to stir, you felt a a weight upon your chest. Your eyes adjusted to the dark green hue that the Slytherin common room emiited. Finally noticing Draco heavily asleep, his arms wrapped around your torso. He looks exhausted, almost fatigued. Your boyfriend had been fighting his blood thirst for weeks now, refusing to let any blood come close to his soft, pale lips. Draco had mumbled and denied more times than you can remember at your feeble attempts to get him to feed. Always getting the same reply,
“No. I’m not harming anyone, darling.”
Draco’s head snapped up, his sleepy gaze meeting with yours. His eyes glowed a dark amber, a simple sign that he needed to feed.
You whispered, cradling his cold body as your hands intertwined with his blonde locks.
“You need to feed… you can barely stay awake.”
You muttered, kissing his forehead. His eyes flickered over your face, taking in your beauty. Draco stared at you for moment before shaking his head and quickly burying his face back into your collarbone. His arms tightened around you, the tension in his body quite noticeable. You began to pepper soft kisses all over his face. Feeling a pang of sympathy for your lover.
You begged. Draco had been resisting for weeks now, it was clear he was at his own mercy. At his breaking point. You felt his body tense as you spoke.
“For me… I promise you won’t hurt me. You’re exhausted baby, please.”
Draco lifted his head, feeling almost somewhat nauseous. His amber eyes were filled with desperation, and hunger. He needed to feed. His fangs were elongated as he muttered words into your chest.
“I- I don’t want to hurt you… I couldn’t live with myself if I did.”
Draco’s voice was barely a whisper, his eyes searching for any discomfort or hesitation in your face. Returning his gaze with a soft smile, cupping his cheeks. Draco swallowed hard, his primal instincts taking over. His lips were millimeters from your neck, he could smell you. Smell your blood pulsating through your veins. Feeling his hot breath against your neck, you shivered. Draco’s lips brushed up against your neck, resting the waters. You could feel your heart pound through your chest, the anticipation making your breathing uneasy. Draco waited, his tongue and lips teasing the supple skin of your neck. Then, finally, you felt his fangs sink into your skin. Draco’s body pushed against yours, pinning you underneath him. The sensation oddly calming. The soft, greedy noises of his swallows filled your dorm room. A strange intimacy occupying both of your minds. As he continued to feed, you found yourself slipping into a trance, lulled by the rhythmic pull of his lips on your skin. Each gentle swallow was accompanied by the soft whisper of his praise, murmured so close that his voice sent a shiver down your spine. His grip tightened, possessive, yet with an underlying tenderness that made you feel cherished, protected—even as he drank from you.
“You’re like a drug to me… I can’t get enough of you.”
He mutters against your skin. Piercing your collarbone now, his body molded against yours as he lapped up your crimson blood.
“So sweet, so intoxicating,”
His lips pull away, his chest rising and falling as he looked into your eyes. He rested his forehead against yours, his amber gaze meeting your own with an intensity that took your breath away. His cheeks were flushed, the exhaustion that had shadowed his face now replaced by a renewed vitality. His fingers traced your jawline, his thumb brushing over your cheek as he held you close. Letting out a low moan, his slender fingers wrapped around your waist. His rings digging into your skin.
He whispered, his voice rough with emotion.
“You didn’t have to do this for me, and yet…”
His words trailed off, as if he couldn’t quite express the depth of his gratitude, his devotion. You ran a hand through his tousled blonde locks, brushing them away from his forehead.
“I’d do anything for you, Draco,”
You murmured, meeting his gaze with a soft smile.
“You’re going to be the death of me, you know that? I’m so utterly obsessed with you, princess.”
He spoke, murmuring the last part into your neck. A faint smile ghosted across his lips, though his expression remained pensive.
“I’ll never deserve you,”
He said softly, almost to himself, as if it were a truth he had come to accept long ago.You shook your head, pressing a reassuring kiss to his forehead.
You muttered. Wrapping your arms around him, you pulled him close, feeling his warmth mingle with your own. For a moment, the world around you faded, leaving only the two of you entwined in each other’s arms. Draco’s fingers traced gentle patterns along your back as he settled beside you, his arms still around your waist.
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