If you ever post that vampire!Kurt fic,, PLEASE tag me. I think about it daily
Of course!! I just looked at it again yesterday after I saw your lovely piece of artwork . .
I only have 3 1/2 chapters done on it . . and hopefully I can get more before October and maybe post then?
Fair warning, my vampire!Kurt is probably very different from the one you portray in your artwork . . but still a vampire nonetheless.
For you . . when I saw your art, it reminded me of a bit of the story I had already written:
From Blood, Sweat and Tears
Kurt devoured Blaine’s mouth in his lust filled haze as they stumbled their way through the apartment, somehow ending up in a bedroom that he was sure was Blaine’s by scent alone. Clothes were frantically torn off and littered the floor and Blaine scrambled up to the head of the bed, his eyes never leaving Kurt’s.
Even by his place as he stood by the bedside, Kurt could feel the white hot heat of Blaine’s lust rolling off of his body. The vampire shivered, not from a chill, but from that pulsating heat that fanned the fires in his own. He reached forward, and with a grin, grabbed both of Blaine’s ankles dragged him closer to the end of the bed. Before Blaine could protest, Kurt bent forward, swallowing Blaine’s swollen cock in one go.
“Fuck!” Blaine cried out immediately as Kurt began to suck Blaine’s cock in a slow and steady motion. Kurt’s fingers tightly gripped Blaine’s hips, holding him down firmly. Looking up, he saw Blaine’s head thrown back, his back arched with pleasure.
He was beautiful. So beautiful.
Frantic hands pulled Kurt up for a kiss. “Don’t. I don’t want to come unless you’re inside me.” Blaine gasped frantically. His hands rummaged under his pillows and resurfaced with a bottle of lube that he pressed quickly into Kurt’s hands. “Please, Kurt. Please.”
The fire in Kurt roared even higher. By the time he slowly pushed into Blaine, Kurt’s lust was surely an inferno, threatening to ingulf him whole. Blaine’s desperation fed him more and more as their bodies writhed together, creating a creature of pure want. Blaine’s hunger grew and Kurt refused to leave him wanting. His hips snapped over and over, his cock brushing against the most sensitive part inside Blaine.
The young man wailed in response, drowning in the euphoria. . experiencing sensory overload and never, ever wanting it to end. “Kurt, please, “ Blaine pleaded. “Come inside me. I need it. Make me yours!” he pleaded.
Kurt growled. “Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.” He began thrusting harder, faster, eager to reach his climax. He leaned over dragging Blaine’s lips into a rough, possessive kiss. “Mine,” he whispered once more against Blaine’s lips. “Come for me, my darling.”
“Yours. For always. “ Blaine cried aloud as his body practically convulsed as his orgasm over took him. He could feel Kurt tense up with him, and pulse of his cock inside, filling him as he wished . . the sharp sting of his bite, branding him, possessing him.
“Always,” he heard Kurt whisper in return against his neck..
Blaine could feel a familiar sense of exhaustion him quickly approaching. He struggled in vain to keep his eyes open, but it was a battle he knew he was going to lose. With what energy he had left he gazed up at Kurt with a weak smile. Those blue eyes looked back around his mournfully.
What Blaine wouldn’t do to wipe that sadness away from Kurt forever.
“Yours, “ Blaine whispered again. “Always.”
And then he succumbed to the darkness.
