Spite
(Vampire!Mina x fem!reader)
Word Count: 4K
Smut
Disclaimer/Summary: this was literally the first thing I ever wrote and sent to a former mutual who will not be named before I started this blog. It was sent to provide points of interest for a specific type of smut they didn’t know how to write.
Since credit wasn’t given when stated it would be- I’ve decided to unearth it from the messages, tweak it, add to it and post it. So if it seems familiar, know that this was what was originally sent to help spark SOME of the ideas for that fic, specifically.
The context of this is reader is trying to save Mina from her alter ego vampire “Sharon” who can hypnotize people and bend them to her will. Reader has feelings for Mina but was unaware of the powers Sharon holds. Mina was chained up before to avoid Sharon hurting anyone. But uhm…she didn’t stay that way.
TW: aggressive smut, vampires, blood, straps, choking, mind control, hypnosis, cursing, feral fucking lmao lemme know if i missed anything!
A/N: Shout out to those who encouraged me to finish this and also @nr1chaedickrider @miinatozakiii @namojoon for also contributing to the subject matter of the fic this went into! 🖤
And a shout out to @ghostykapi for helping me find some pictures for this! 🖤
Your eyes flicker open to a slurry of lightning flashing. The sounds of rain and thunder jolted you of a glorious dream of you and Mina. A wet dream, soft and sweet, passionately tangled together in a heated scene.
It felts so real, it’s shame it wasn’t.
Hands reaching up to wipe the slumber off your face. You kicking your feet out of the warm sheets and sit up, yawning and stretching to pull the rest out of your bones and forget the dream you wished you stayed in a little longer.
The last thing you recall is Mina in chains, attaching her to the floor and the conversation had with her about how it would keep her and everyone around her safe from Sharon, and then…nothing.
The difference between Mina and Sharon was night and day.
Mina was caring, kind, and full of love. A warm wave of safety that never ceased to amaze you in how pure she was. Saying she lit up a room was an understatement. As far as you were concerned, she was the sun that kept the world turning.
Sharon, on the other hand, was malevolent, disturbing, and evil. An iced entity of stoicism that was bloodthirsty and power hungry. Willing to do anything and everything to get what she wants.
Chaining her down was the only way to keep her from feeding…and Mina hated the thought of an entity taking control of her body to cause such harm.
Sharon was powerful already, being able to use hypnosis on those around her with her eyes and touch, manipulating to gain whatever she could.
Dangerous, seductive, and violent.
A hint of copper in your mouth makes your face contort, confused on how the metallic flavor was present against your taste buds. Rolling your tongue around mindlessly, searching for a sting or hint of a wound, you stand up as the concern paints your face.
An unfamiliar room with large floor to ceiling windows, giving you a view of the storm raging outside. The bed was large with a black wood and a filigree pattern up the canopy supports. Sheets of satin, night stands that matched the frame, the room was dark in design and eerie in feeling.
The sense of being watched makes you shiver. Grabbing your own arms to hold yourself in the discomfort when suddenly…
“Good Morning, Y/n.” creeping out of the shadows, startling you, and forcing you to fully wake more quickly.
Another shiver down your spine when you recognize the voice, and pan the room to see a glow of red eyes and the faint pale face of Mina.
Sharon had already taken over her, the infected half of her DNA with a mind of its own. Using Mina’s body for her own gain, seducing people to lure them in and goring them before they even had a second to realize what was happening.
You take a step back but she matches your movements. You look for an exit in a panic, knowing the danger that you could be in when it hits you. The eye contact that causes a surge of desire, running hot in your veins, rendering you tense and aching.
Your thoughts are haunted by lewd ideas of her…just like the dreams you were having only moments ago but with a sadistic twist. The sweet, romantic visions fade by force leaving behind flashes of being held down and ruined.
“You really thought it wouldn’t come to this?” She grinned, voice contorting to a slightly deeper tone, giving an unfamiliar tang to the face you fell in love with.
“I always thought you’d fight back a little harder…maybe actually try to do something about me…” Pacing as she speaks, admiring how you wince at her words and the flashes of her.
She knows she holds the power here, unable to be stopped especially because of how you felt about Mina. She did have her face after all.
“How do you feel?” the rhetorical question she asks almost passed you by in the slurry of all this confusion.
You’re too busy blankly staring at her, watching how she’s sizing you up like a snake about to consume a meal after a long while. Her gaze burns a hole into your chest, the heat rising through the beaming chasm that once was where your heart sat, now all consumed by manipulative lust and yearning for her.
“What do you mean “how do I feel?”” trying to play it like you weren’t scared shitless and insatiable, completely soaked in your own arousal as the flashes of her on top of you pass through your mind.
She giggles and steps closer.
The realization hits that there is no escaping this while she is in front of her, her eyes hypnotic in the way they stay on you.
You’re losing your sense of self by the second.
There’s no escaping her.
“Don’t you taste it?” her head tilts with as a devious smirk emerges.
She’s toying with you, playing with her food before it’s consumed.
Your eyes widen when you grasp what she’s hinting at.
“W-Who am I tasting?” A sudden clash of thunder reverberates in the room, lightening flashes through the windows, erasing the shadows and allowing you to see her crimson stained lips and the trickle of blood dribbling down her chin.
She continues watching you without blinking. The hunger in her blood red eyes is intimidating and indecipherable. Lust fueled or blood driven, you were unsure. Was this just apart of her plan? Bring you here while you were asleep to seduce you and then…death?
“That would be me, actually.”
Sharon maneuvers her hair, shifting it from one shoulder to the other to show the imprint of your teeth in her neck. A normal human teeth bite mark into her neck…you don’t remember doing that. More importantly, what happens to a human when they drink vampire blood?
“You chained me up…” growled between her fangs.
“I didn’t like that very much… I’m sure you understand.” She leans against the wall, watching you in a predatory way. Taking every slight movement in, making sure to look up at your eyes to keep you under her spell.
Pulling at your shirt to detach it from your body, her eyes on you makes you feel like you’re being hunted, creating a flash of heat within you.
A small chuckle leaves her mouth menacingly as she watches you remove the article of clothing.
“While you were under my spell, I saw everything. Your thoughts…your feelings…your fantasies…” Pausing for a moment to watch the embarrassment fall over your face, knowing that she had seen the dreams of Mina, from the soft sweet ones to the vile filthy ones.
“They intrigued me.” sauntering over to you slowly.
Placing a finger under your chin, she tilts your head up and exposes a wound on your neck that she had left before you woke up.
Cocking your head at the statement. Yanking your face out of her hands as you furrowed your brows in shock and try to exact your free will and get out before it’s too late.
Even with the ache between your legs urging you to make a move, this wasn’t Mina…this was someone who just looked like Mina…in Mina’s body…with Mina’s face…
“My mark looks good on you…maybe if you’re a good for me, I’ll give you another” her voice drenched in a possessive tone, the inflection of ownership on you rattled you all the way down to your core.
“Excuse me?” You spat, trying to put up a fight against this supernatural trance she’s trying to put you in.
Sharon cupped your face and looked deep within you, violating the privacy of your thoughts. An unwanted intrusion into your brain, into your soul.
“I’ve seen it all, you know….Your fantasies about me, the way you dream of me. It’s so pathetic, really.”
Removing her hand from you and turning her back to walk to the door and lock it by the knob and the deadbolt fixated to the frame.
“I’m going to turn you into my play thing.” Hissed out as she spins around rapidly, creating a rush of hellish winds knocking over random oddities on the shelves and shattering them on the floor.
“When I'm done with you, you’ll only be able to say my name…I’ll remove all those thoughts out of your head until you’re just my worthless toy… Since you’re so desperate for her to touch you…I figured why not show you how she can really be!” voice contorting deeper, echoing and manipulating into a demonic force before ricocheting back to what it once was.
In one swift movement, “Mina” is in front of you with her hand tightly squeezing your throat, digging her nails into the sides of your neck and baring her fangs in an attempt to get you to submit.
It surprises you how much you’re enjoying this, even hating to admit it to yourself. The idea of Mina being rough with you had consumed your thoughts a few times, you just never thought it would be Sharon to enact them.
Pulling at her hands to get her off of you, her other hand swings and smacks you across the face. She knows your thoughts, she knows you want this and the slap was another attempt to get you to see that she was in control and you had no choice but to let her have her way with you.
Bringing your own hand up to cup your cheek, feeling the heat emanating off the slowly developing red mark, you can’t help but wince at the sting.
Swinging your hand out to slap her back, she leans out of the way causing you to completely miss. She had the dominance that you craved but the urge to fight back was louder than the pulsing between your thighs.
“Mina” tightens her grip on your neck, causing your breath to hitch and almost stop completely as she glares into your eyes, the red storms of putrid rage clashing around matching the weather outside.
“Don’t. Do that. Again.” Gritted through her fangs that seemed longer than moments ago.
She squeezes one last time and then lets go, dropping you to the floor. You collapse to your knees, gasping for air and trying to fight the hypnosis. The vile thoughts pool and clash against their own kind in the depths your mind with a very futile attempt to push them into your subconscious.
“I can see those…” Looking up to see that alluringly evil smirk painted across her face, a seductive horror anthology was about to take place. This grin was your warning.
Mina licks her lips very slowly before suddenly she pounces, fully knocking you to the floor, and straddling you right above your waist to keep you locked into place.
You’re at her mercy, wrapped around her finger, and completely under her spell.
Fangs out and hissing as you attempt to struggle. She forcefully stretches your hands above your head and pins you down with only one of hers.
When did she get this strong?
She kisses you roughly, a striking contrast to the Mina you were used to. Moaning into her mouth, you feel the heat that has been building between your thighs. Avoiding clenching them together, you try to use your strength to push her up to get a better angle.
Her hands slowly trailing up your torso, making sure to drag her nails over your fabric covered nipple just to hear you groan again.
Hand now wrapped around your throat again, she stands up, dragging you with her, and tossing you onto the bed. The frame rattles against the wall and the softness of the blankets welcome you back sooner than expected.
She quickly mounts your waist. You nervously swallow at what’s to come.
Sharon leans in to your ear and growls “I’m going to ruin you.”
A third shiver travels through your body and you use every ounce of strength to lift Mina off of you and flip her around on her back.
In this moment, your brain is clouded with desire for the person underneath you, thoughts so intense that your efforts to shake the thoughts out were failing and you needed to try to leave before you succumbed to Sharon’s lust driven needs.
Jumping up, you head toward the exit but halt immediately when you feel a hand on the back of your neck.
Head spun around for you vigorously, you’re met with her eyes glowing red. Mindlessly hypnotized by how deep the pools of crimson go.
Slick leaking down your thighs as you rip your bra off and toss it, not caring where it landed.
Why is your body laying down without you telling it too?
She’s so stunning, you need her…Lost in the swirling red that sliced through your hopes of escape.
Within seconds, Sharon’s mouth was on your neck again. Dragging her teeth and hissing possessively. Groaning softly at the sensation of her warm fangs over the bite mark that was already present.
Your hand wraps around the back of her head, fingers weaving through her hair. Your chests are pressed against each other in the heated whirlwind of the moment. Wanting nothing more than for her to touch you.
Anywhere.
Everywhere.
You let go, allowing her to take you, how ever she wanted.
She felt your submission and smiled fangs fully out and grazing the skin of your neck, leaving small cuts at how razor sharp they were, blood dribbles out slowly. She licks the cuts clean, humming at the taste of your life force.
“You belong to me now” snarled at you, causing you to clench around nothing.
SMACK
The sound of her slapping your breast echoes in every corner of the room. Red welts appeared on your chest as she bent down to take your nipple into your mouth. Roughly abusing you as you squirmed underneath her.
You can feel how absolutely ruined your underwear is and shift uncomfortably, trying to unstick yourself from the cloth. Sharon notices and stands up, removing contact from you. Eyebrow furrowing at the lack of touch, you let out a needy whine as she watches and towers over you.
“Take your pants off” crossing her arms and waiting. You hesitate. She grabs you by the face hostilely, pinching your cheeks between her index finger and thumb.
“If you don’t take them off, I’ll rip them off of you.”
You cocked your eyebrow, challenging her. Pursing your lips as if to dare her. She scoffed and ripped your pants right off your body. The sound of the rip only makes the wet spot on your underwear grow even larger, the craving you had for her was unbearable.
“I need to know what you taste like.”
Aggressively pushing you back down on the bed, throwing you around effortlessly like a rag doll. She crossed her arms again, glaring at you.
“Don’t move or you’ll fucking regret it” Sternly, the malice present in her tone, before gracefully strutting towards the dresser in the corner, removing all remaining clothes as she made her way over to it.
You hear a soft demonic whine from the other side of the room.
Sharon returned hastily with a device already fixed at her hips, other end of the double ended strap on already inside her. Her thighs glistening in the sleek essence dripping from her core.
Coasting your tongue on your bottom lip as an invitation, you hunger for her.
Suddenly, your legs are pressed against your chest, her knees on either side of your hips, hands pinning your arms above your head, and she’s biting your collarbones and chest leaving trails of fang marks behind in a scattered pattern.
You wince at the pain, feeling yourself falling into the subspace as she navigated around your chest. Slowly descending down to tug on your nipples with her teeth which transitions to licking and sucking the cuts her fangs leave on your tits and listening to you whine for more.
“Please I need y-“ you started to beg for her when she grabs your waistband and rips your underwear clean off your body revealing your soaked state, bare and in her view.
“Oh, fuck” breathily escapes your lips.
Sharon takes the tip of her strap and glides it against your slit, eliciting more primal sounds out of you.
“Awh, look at you! Desperate and pathetic for me….or for her…this is your fantasy, no? Don’t you just want her to tease you…to take what’s hers? Too bad I’ll get there before she does.” faster with every letter slipping between her lips.
It’s hard to hear her talk about Mina like this, knowing it was her body touching you, but she wasn’t present, only this succubus fronting in the warmth of her.
Sharon takes her strap and smacks your clit with it a few times, splattering your slick and returns to sliding it up and down against you. You lift your hips in the same rhythm as her thrusts, unable to look away from the intense eye contact had between the two of you.
“Don’t worry about what she thinks.” reading your mind yet again, at this point you don’t even care she’s being so intrusive.
All you want is her.
All you need is her.
“Mina is enjoying the show.” She guides the tip to your entrance, pushing her hips into you. Hands on the back of your thighs to keep them against your chest as she enters you, bottoming out in one smooth stroke.
She wastes not a single second more, giving you barely any time to adjust to something being inside you, she pulled back out and snapped back in. Your cunt screams at the mix of pain and pleasure, coating her strap in slick effortlessly.
“Look at how fucking wet you are and I’m just getting started. Someone is eager to be my whore, isn’t that right?”
Unable to focus on anything else other than the absolute need for her to keep going, you nod your head between gasps, moving your hands to the back of your thighs where hers were so she could use hers how she wanted.
Sharon slows down her pace until halting her motion, watching and waiting for you to answer.
“Say it.” spite-fueled harsh whispers emulating the tone of her seriousness.
“Yes, yes, please…fucking please!” the longing for her was too much, you fear for what you’d become if it wasn’t satiated.
Sharon maniacal laughs turn into grunts when she begins to slam her hips into you again. All you care about is her touch, mesmerized by every single moment of contact and the glare she gives you.
Sharon moaned at the sensation of her clit rubbing on the leather of the harness and the rocking of the silicone inside her.
The coil in your stomach tightens with each sound you both make, threatening to break as she kept jackhammering into you, tip kissing your cervix with each groan had between the two of you.
“M..more…fu-uh-uh-uh-ck, please” slurring your words as you tried to wrap your legs around her to push her deeper into you.
Lowly growling at you and prying your legs from her hips, she pushed them down to your chest again. Fighting the urge to drain you for defiance.
You were her toy and she was going to do this her way.
The pace quickened as she plowed into you. Blurred vision, stars in your eyes, coming close to your high when she let out a snarl and pulled out. Using her strength she flipped you over, pushing your face into the sheets.
“Arch your fucking back” Sharon placed a cold hand on your spine pushing down while lifting your ass in the air.
A finger found its way to your folds. Teasing you and watching the slick drip out of you.
Removing her finger, she bent down and started sucking on your clit. Gasping and writhing as she rhythmically licked your sensitive bud, building up brick by brick the sensations she wanted you to feel.
Dragging her nails up and down your thighs and her tongue continued to dance on your folds, being sure to taste every drop of you.
Two fingers suddenly plunged in and curled towards your G-spot. Pressing down repeatedly causing you to lose touch with any left over moments of reality you still had.
“I’m gonna cum!” you scream into the sheets as you start to contract around her fingers.
Essence belonging to you drips down her hand. She’s continuing to pump into you and bring you to your moment of ecstasy. Blissfully being devoured by a demon who looked like an angel.
A devious smirk wipes across her face as she continues to let you ride out the orgasm she gifted you.
You’re completely in shambles, unable to speak full sentences, legs shaking and not willing to hold the weight of your body anymore.
Frozen hands wrap around your waist, you can feel your body being held up.
“Don’t think I’m finished with you yet!” a smack to your pussy startles you.
Feeling her slide the strap back in with ease, both moaning as she pulls out to the tip and continues the deadly pace she had before.
Screaming underneath her with no sense of control, you were overstimulated in the best way, the sensitivity of having just cum was a mere thought when the need for her took over again.
Sharon continued to fuck you senseless, snarling behind you as she pumped, craving her own climax. You felt her hips stutter and falter as she growled, trying to keep her pace.
“Use me, Make me yours -fuck fuck fuck-, Sh-Sharon” you whined, knowing it would push her right over the edge and into the raptured to heaven moment you just had yourself.
She snarled and sank her teeth into your shoulder, moans muffled by your flesh and the tension of her jaw while her hips haphazardly jerk, not letting you out of her venomous bite.
The sound of her cumming, the feeling of her digging her teeth into you, and the movements of her strap set off into another pulsating moment of pure unadulterated bliss, cumming around her, gripping her and making it difficult for her to keep her already unsteady rhythm as she tried to ride out her own orgasm.
She slowly came to a stop and gently draped her body on your back, softly wrapping her arms around you while she caught her breath, licking up the blood gushing from her deep bite.
Her warm torso resting against you was heaven, in and of itself.
You both laid there, chests heaving when she pulled out of you. The sudden emptiness and the stroke of it makes you gasp and whimper again. She undid the device from around her hips, putting it on the night stand to be cleaned tomorrow.
She looked over at you, making eye contact. You notice that her eyes are brown like before, you blink a few times at her. She puts her hands up in defense, eyes widened at how quickly you realized she was back to Mina.
“I can explain!”
