It had been close to a week and Richard had not shown up for work. He hadn't called anyone to explain, nor gave any warning for his disappearance. Not even Connor knew where the RK900 was, and he was just as worried.
Where was Richard? That was the question going around the police department. The android never missed a day of work, so this was extremely out of character for him.
Fowler had called Gavin to his office and asked him to go and see if Richard was at his home.
Summary: Sofia is torn between her strong feelings for Matthew and the raw attraction Richard awakes in her. Unaware of the dark desires that hide behind their well-groomed appearance, she longs for something more than their company.
Relationships: Richard Armitage x OC Sofia & Matthew Clairmont x OC Sofia (Vampire AU)
Warnings: 18+, smut, mention of blood
Words: 5,2K
A/N: Not following ADOW canon, just two hot interesting male characters being brothers.
Special thanks to @legolasbadass & @lathalea for your feedback and help! ❤️
When the moon turns red anything can happen.
”You should go inside.” Richard's voice sounded restrained, and in the unusual moonlight that fell on the small balcony, Sofia could see how tense his jaw was. The raw stubble on his cheeks made his handsome face harder, and the veins running on the side of his neck were more visible than before. When he met her gaze, his eyes appeared darker so that they reflected the light of the moon. He let go of her wrist, and when she didn’t immediately leave him, he slowly repeated his words. His piercing gaze made her hold her breath, and he crooked his head slightly. ”Unless you don’t…” his voice faded to a hoarse whisper and then died on his lips.
Sofia didn’t understand his reaction, but something in his eyes told her that she should leave him alone. She didn’t feel rejected, nor had she rejected him. Something dark and possibly even dangerous lurked in the depth of his eyes, and it called to her against her better judgment. When she opened the glass door to the living room, the sound of his dark groan followed her inside.
Standing in the middle of the room, Matthew looked at her with a worried expression on his face. A wave of emotions flooded him when he saw their empty chairs. He didn’t trust his brother.
”Where is Richard?”
”On the balcony.”
”What happened? What did he do?” The words came out fast and in the wrong way but Matthew couldn't stop himself. His brother's words, uttered in the hallway just a few hours ago, rang in his ears. ”We have shared women before, why is she different?”
”I felt dizzy and went outside to get some fresh air. Richard needed the same I guess,” Sofia offered with a weak smile as she walked up to him. The trace of Richard’s long fingers still lingered on her wrist like a silent reminder she couldn’t escape.
Sofia stood in front of him, stunningly beautiful with the dark locks that had escaped her bun softly framing her face, and to Matthew, she could not be more exquisite. He sneaked a hand behind her neck and bent down to kiss her. Unable to taste anything but sweetness on her lips, relief washed over him and he deepened the kiss, knowing that she was untouched by his brother. Richard had not yet made a move on Sofia, but Matthew knew him. He had seen the hunter awake in Richard’s eyes and knew what that meant: he craved her. Matthew feared Richard would find a way to take what he needed if she didn’t give in to him willingly. Not here in his apartment, of course, but later, when she least expected it. It was a rare thing, he admitted; women always seemed to fall for Richard’s rough charm and appearance, and judging by the look in Sofia’s eyes when she came from the balcony, she was not unaffected by Richard’s presence. The only question was if Matthew wanted to be part of the no doubt passionate night where her lust was shared between them or fight his brother to keep Sofia to himself. Richard was right, they had done it before, but the thought of sharing Sofia filled Matthew with an overwhelming feeling of possessiveness. He wanted to remind her about the unspoken words between them so he wrapped his arms around her back and kissed her passionately. A quiet moan fell from her, and the soft vibration against his lips made him eager. This was all he needed, he thought to himself. She was enough to keep him away from his dark nature. He didn’t want to hurt her or mark her skin; she was too precious. Suddenly a cold gust of wind rushed through the room, and he felt her tense in his arms. Richard was back.
Sofia’s heart started to beat faster as soon as Richard entered the room, and she could no longer ignore her body’s reactions. She wanted him. Actually, she wanted them both. The thought of having two pairs of hands exploring her made heat spread from her blushed cheeks down her neck. She broke the kiss and searched Matthew’s eyes for a sign of his feelings, but he gave nothing away. Whatever he was thinking, he hid it from her.
”Don’t let me interrupt,” Richard’s dark rumble filled the room and sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She could feel Richard’s gaze burning on her back, and just as a magnifying glass placed in the sun over dry grass, it set her on fire. When she pressed her body seductively against Matthew, he grabbed her tighter, pulling a gasp from her. Then he ran one of his hands over her hair and looked at her invitingly parted lips and her pleading eyes. She didn’t need to tell him in words; her body did it for her. She wanted more, and when she looked at him like that, he realized that he would give her anything she asked for. Almost at least. That feeling was new and strange to him. He knew exactly what Richard was after, he just wanted her body, but he didn’t know Sofia that well. Would she reject him if he didn’t let her have what she clearly wanted? Matthew briefly thought about the last time he and Richard had pleasured a woman together. He couldn’t deny that he had enjoyed it back then. With a sigh he swallowed hard and finally abandoned the thought of having her to himself. Slowly, he bent down and brushed his lips against her ear.
“Do you want to continue?” Again he felt her shiver, and he placed a gentle kiss on the soft skin right under her ear. ”I,” he paused and corrected himself, ”We…will give you everything you desire.” His voice was no more than a whisper but it held such a loaded question, and his words made her swallow hard.
”Yes,” The word fell almost shyly from her lips and something dark clouded Matthew’s face.
”Are you sure? You don’t know what you are asking for.”
Sofia pressed her lips against his, and the longing in her eyes made him claim her mouth in another heated kiss. When he intensified their tongue's sensual dance, she closed her eyes and lost herself in the feeling. A sweet vibration in her throat revealed her eagerness as he caught her lower lip between his teeth. Suddenly she became aware of the dark shadow behind her. Richard was so close she could feel the faint smell of his cologne. Matthew always wore a fresh, sporty scent that made her think of commercials featuring bare-chested men sailing as the wind messed up their hair and their eyes glittered like the ocean. His brother radiated sex with his slightly oriental musky scent and the combination of their two smells now as Richard closed the distance and trapped her between them was intoxicating.
”I’m sure Matthew,” Sofia’s voice trembled as the words sank in, making her ache for him. For both of them.
”My brother…” Matthew tried to find the right words but was silenced as Richard placed his hand over the lower part of her throat and gently pulled Sofia against him. When her back rested against his firm chest, he slowly stroked the skin where he felt her pulse beating fast like she was running for her life. His voice was husky when he spoke.
”What Matthew is trying to tell you, is that we both want you. And,” he paused and inhaled deeply with his nose buried in her hair and his grip around her throat tightened, ”I can feel that you want it too.” He wasn’t lying. It was like her body was covered in her needy scent, and if he was to rip off all her clothes, he could lick her skin and taste it on his tongue. But he wouldn’t do that, at least not yet. Now that he knew she wanted him, he had all the time in the world. He groaned at the thought of her heated skin breaking under his lips.
The skin on her upper body was flushed when Matthew lifted the silky blouse over her head and let it fall to the floor. Her chest heaved with every breath she took, and when Richard bent down and murmured something in her ear, her eyes widened, and she bit her lip. A few more secret words, and then she reached for the buttons in Matthew’s shirt. Fascinated, he watched her slowly unbutton it, all while Richard kept her close to his chest. There was no dark magic involved, even if it would have been easy to assume, just pure lust spoken in a voice that made Sofia unable to resist him, and the deeper his voice dropped, the more intense the pressure in her core became and the more she succumbed to his will. When she eagerly pulled Matthew’s shirt from his body, she looked at him with such heat in her eyes that the last feeling of doubt left him. He cupped her face with both of his hands and let his thumbs caress her cheeks before he once again met her lips. She placed her hands on his chest and trailed the defined lines of his muscles with her fingertips.
Richard took a step back and watched her. He admired her pale skin and dark hair, the softness of her curves, such a feminine contrast to Matthew’s hard shape. He was pleased that she wore her hair in a messy bun; her neck was too beautiful to be hidden under her soft locks. Under the warm light of the candles, he let his fingers glide from her neck and all along her spine. Her naked shoulders made the soft throbbing in his lower body increase and the white lace of her strapless bra caught his attention.
Matthew broke the kiss again, rested his forehead against Sofia’s and listened to her soft panting. When he ran his hands over her shoulders and down her back, he felt how warm her skin had become. He gave her a smile and thought to himself that this was only the beginning; she would burn under his touch before the night was over. Then he met his brother's eyes and gave him an almost imperceptible nod. With a firm grip on Sofia’s arm, he turned her around, and when she faced Richard, a gasp fell from her lips. He was watching her intently, like a panther would guard his prey. His black shirt was unbuttoned all the way down and hung from his shoulders in a nonchalant style, exposing his smooth skin and the dark hair that teasingly disappeared under the waistband of his trousers. She swallowed hard as he took a step closer and lifted his hand to catch her chin between his thumb and index finger. With his eyes on her lips, he ran his thumb over the slightly bruised skin, the contact leaving a pleasant sting in her lower lip. Then, finally, he covered her lips with his, and when she let out a pleased moan, he took it as an invite and let his tongue part her lips. Matthew reached for the clasp in her bra. When she wrapped her arms around Richard’s waist, it slipped between their bodies and silently joined her blouse on the floor.
Sofia pressed her body against Richard and let his scent surround her completely. He slid an arm around her and kissed her hungrily, pouring all of his needs down her throat. She felt the world sway under her feet as he grabbed her bun and forced her to tilt her head further back. Then he abandoned her mouth and kissed his way over her chin and down her neck. She moaned loudly as he let the tip of his tongue tease her sensitive skin, and it took all of his self-control to prevent himself from doing what his nature was screaming for. He intended to push her a lot further before he rewarded himself in that predatorial way, but it would be worth the wait.
Her aroused skin tasted like sweet nectar, and as Richard kissed his way over her chest, he could hear and feel her breathing change. When he reached the softness of her breast, he cupped it with his large hand and flicked his tongue eagerly over her nipple. She instantly reacted to his kiss, and he caught her responsive skin easily between his teeth, making her whimper. Matthew placed a kiss on her shoulder, and she leaned her head against his. Then his hands explored her body like it was the first time he touched her skin. She felt different in his hands, more alive but also more vulnerable. Richard slowly worked his way lower, over her stomach, but then suddenly straightened his back, grabbed her wrists and led her over to the large grey sofa.
He sat down on the edge, pulled off his open shirt, tossed it to the side and drew her in between his knees. Without a word, he started to release her from the black polyester fabric that prevented him from touching the skin of her thighs. In one motion, he slid his hand under the waistband and with a gesture disguised as a caress, he pushed them down along with the last piece of her underwear. She placed her hand on his arm for support as she stepped out of the pool of clothes at her feet. The hard muscles under her fingers made her marvel at his physique. With both of his hands on her lower back, he leaned forward to kiss her hip bone, his short beard scratching her skin gently. How she wanted him to place his lips on her most sensitive parts, she longed for him to taste her. Impatiently she parted her legs to let him know just how much she needed him, and he let his hands glide over her bum and down the thighs, leaving a trail of fire on her skin.
Matthew discarded his own shirt, along with his trousers, leaving only his black boxers on. Then he closed the distance and came up behind Sofia. Her skin felt hot against his now naked chest. When he wrapped his arms around her, she smiled and he bent down and kissed her cheek. Sofia placed her hands on his forearms as she hugged her tightly from behind. She gasped as his hardness pressed against her, and he loved how his name rolled on her tongue.
Richard was clearly aiming to drive her towards insanity, Sofia soon realized. Teasing her skin with rough kisses and having her shiver under his hands all while Matthew held her trapped in his embrace. When Richard finally slipped one of his long fingers between her folds, she was so ready that she cried out, and as he met her sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue, her legs almost gave in. With all the power in his nature, he worked her body with an expertise she had never experienced before. Her body was on fire, and all she could focus on was him and the burning desire that consumed everything. Her thighs were trembling as he held her in a grip right at the edge of her release, but without giving her the last push she needed. Every time she thought she was going to reach her peak, he denied her what she needed the most, and she was soon ready to offer him her body in any way he wanted, just to have the liberating sensation of a climax. Without noticing it, she dug her nails into Matthew’s arms, and he almost felt sorry for her. He loved to feel her body tense with anticipation in his embrace, but he knew what a bastard his brother was. Richard could play this game very skillfully for a long time, and at some point, he would turn arousal to torture. He wanted his women begging for mercy, often in more ways than one. It turned him on. When the pleading moans eventually shifted and became desperate, sounding like she was close to breaking point, Matthew took a step back and pulled Sofia with him. Richard glared at him, his eyes black with desire. Matthew knew he had crossed the line, but he could not let Richard drive her too far. Sofia was breathing heavily and whined as Matthew spun her around.
”Are you ok?” he asked, holding her gaze firmly. She nodded, and he could feel her rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to ease the burning need in her body. Behind her, Richard rose from the sofa and grabbed her waist. Sofia let out a tortured sound at the feeling of his hands on her again. She needed him badly to give her release, and she would do anything he asked of her to have it. Little did she know how dangerous that could get.
”If you feel left out little brother,” Richard rasped, ”please, she is all yours. I bet you already know the sweetness of her taste.”
Sofia blushed at his words but the way Matthew looked at her made the heat in her body rush through her veins again. He leaned in and kissed her with such passion that she stumbled backwards and collided with Richard’s hard chest. Richard caught her wrists and pulled them behind her back, holding them firmly in place with one hand. With a final taste of her lips, Matthew slowly kneeled before Sofia. Richard leaned in close to her ear and hissed; ”look at him, he is the merciful brother.” Sofia let out a longing sound, and when Matthew took up where Richard left her, the sound turned to a pleased moan. Richard smiled against her skin; she was perfect. He had known it from the first second he smelled her in the alley. Now her scent and taste was all over him, in his mouth and on his skin. He placed his free hand over her throat. Her breath was already coming short, and he could not resist adding some pressure. She hummed sinfully and let her head fall back against him. Affectionately he stroked her skin where her pulse hammered under his fingers. Soon, he thought. She was ready.
”I can feel how much you need it,” he murmured darkly as he lowered his mouth to her neck. He craved her now, and her pulse was beating so loud it was almost impossible for him to hear her pleading. Slowly he licked her salty neck and was rewarded with a shiver. He looked down at his brother who was lost in the sensation between her legs and tightened his grip on her wrists as he felt her approaching climax. She struggled to get her hands free; the need to grab Matthew’s hair, to urge him closer was strong. But Richard was stronger and held her in place. ”Come for me,” he mumbled against her skin, and she closed her eyes when her body tensed and the liquid fuel in her veins ignited, followed by a thousand stars exploding behind her lids. Richard felt it, and with a low groan, he sank his fangs firmly into her skin. She cried out, but not only from relief, as her orgasm claimed her. The warm metallic taste filled him with more dark desires, and the soft sob erupting from her throat made him enjoy her even more. She was everything he had foreseen, and he was far from finished with her.
Richard released her wrists and as Matthew rose from his position, Sofia leaned back on Richard. She was not sure her legs could support her any longer, and she felt really dizzy. As though he could sense it Richard wrapped an arm around her and held her against him. She felt the large bulk under his trousers and realized that he wanted more. They both did, and she was theirs now.
”What did you do to me?” Her voice was weak as she caught Matthew’s gaze. ”That was…so intense.”
Matthew gave her a crooked smile but it died as he suddenly noticed the clear red drops on her neck. Richards' grip on her tightened when Matthew, filled with frustration, leaned in to take a better look at the small wound. The sweet smell of her blood found its way into his senses, and the urge he had suppressed for so many years suddenly stirred inside his chest. He fought it, thinking that he didn’t want it, that Sofia alone was what he needed. Richard, of course, felt his struggle and placed a hand on his shoulder.
”Brother,” his voice was deep but warm, the tone he had so often used when they both were a lot younger, ”you should kiss her.” He lowered his voice to a hoarse whisper. ”Taste her.”
Richard bent down and gently licked the skin from her shoulder all the way up to her ear and Sofia let out a soft moan. ”Please,” the words died in her throat, not really sure what she was asking for. All she knew was that she wanted more of this intense treatment. Richard repeated his move but this time he let his tongue linger over her wound. It was not a deep bite, just enough to break the skin and cause the life-giving red elixir in her veins to get within reach.
”Do it,” he said darkly and placed a hand on the side of her head, tilting it to the side and giving him even more access to her skin.
The primal need woke up from its slumber with a roar, and the smell in his nose was soon all Matthew could think of. He felt darkness calling him, and it rapidly became harder to ignore. ”Please,” she pleaded again, and her words were irresistible to him. She didn’t know what it did to him, and it was too late for reasonable thoughts now. Matthew closed his lips resolutely over her slowly dripping wound. The sensation hit him hard, and he felt almost drunk when he released her skin. He pulled Sofia from Richard, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he captured her in his tight embrace. ”I want more,” she mumbled against him, and it made him want to bury his tongue inside her once again.
Behind her, Sofia heard Richard undo the zipper in his trousers. The sound of fabric being pulled down made her curious to see if that bulge was as large as it had seemed when she felt it against her bum. As though Matthew could read her mind, he cupped her face with his hands and hindered her from turning around. His lips met hers in a raw kiss that made her core clench expectantly. Still holding her face, Matthew took a step forward, forcing her to back against the sofa, where she assumed Richard now was waiting for her and then she felt his hands on her hips. He wasted no time and pulled her closer to him, and since Matthew still kissed her deeply, she had no choice but to climb backwards up in Richard’s lap. She gracefully straddled him, and his grip steered her right where he wanted her. The smooth skin on his thick member pressed against her slickness like a spear of flesh and muscles. Matthew let go of her face with a caress, but held her aroused gaze as Richard roughly dragged her down on him. Sofia gasped harshly at the feeling of him stretching her beyond what she thought was possible. Then he held her still, letting her adjust to his girth, and she looked over her shoulder and met his eyes. The dark heat in them made him look feral and dangerous, but the sight spoke to her in a passionate way. Slowly, she started to move, grinding on him and was rewarded with a low curse. While supporting herself on Richard’s knees, she gave in to the lust, closed her eyes and started to move faster in search of a new release.
Matthew watched her stimulating movements with desire, and without taking his eyes from her, he freed himself from his boxers. When she finally opened her eyes again, she shamelessly reached for his hard shaft. Matthew hissed as she took him in her small hand and gently stroked him over the leaking top. She shifted on Richard and leaned forward. The angle made her hug him tighter and they both moaned in unison at the new sensation. Sofia’s hot lips met Matthew’s sensitive skin, and he couldn’t resist burying his fingers in her now more than messy bun. As she welcomed him with her tongue, he grunted approvingly.
Richard trailed his finger upon her glistening back and down the soft skin of her bum. He repeated the caress teasingly and she arched her back. With a smirk he looked at Matthew, who was following his touches on her body. Then he grabbed her waist tightly, thrust up hard, and Sofia gave a muffled whine as he set a pace she almost had trouble following. Matthew tightened his grip on her hair and took advantage of her movements for his own pleasure. The sight of her hand and mouth on him, the feeling of her warm and generous mouth, along with the noises she let out as Richard slammed her repeatedly down over his heavy member eventually made him lose control over his own body, and he spilled himself along with a stream of curses.
Lust pumped in Richard’s veins, and when Sofia finally let go of his brother and once again voiced her need for relief, a cruel grin spread over his otherwise controlled face. This was exactly how he wanted her. He didn’t take the ultimate control of her body without her consent, in the form of her blood. Not this time. She offered it to him through trembling lips, as she was ready to fall apart, and the power she gave him freely made him feel invincible. He was well aware of how many times in the past he had enjoyed this part of an intimacy too much, forced to leave the scene, unable to come back. It had never bothered him, there were always other opportunities. But as he thrusted deep into Sofia, with the intention of torturing her further, another feeling slowly formed in his chest. He wanted to take more from her, but if he pushed her too far, she would never again give him something out of her free will. The blind desperation in her voice, along with the signs of overstimulation he could sense in her body, finally spoke to his more reasonable side and he took pity on her. With his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips, he pushed her over the edge, and she shattered around him. The intensity of her climax pulled him along with her, and a feral roar that created goose bumps on Sofia’s arms filled the room.
Panting heavily, she felt her head spinning, and she was unable to process the words Matthew tenderly spoke to her as he ran the back of his fingers over her cheek. He repeated them, but all she could take in was the serious frown on his face. Matthew caught her before she collapsed. As she came down from her high, her body started to shake, and he was not sure why. Maybe she was exhausted from their mutual playing with her, or maybe it was because of the mark Richard had put on her neck. No, he reminded himself, he was part of that as well. He had not stopped Richard. Instead, he had fallen for his darkest desires and joined his brother as he devoured Sofia. She looked fragile now, with her hair unruly and loose around her beautiful face and her lips bruised by their intense kissing. A sudden need to care for her unexpectedly filled him, and he pulled her up from Richard’s lap and swept her up in his arms. He carried her to his bedroom, where the soft scent of fresh linen surrounded them, and gently placed her on his bed. She sighed calmly when he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to his chest. He was going to let her rest for as long as she needed. And he would protect her if necessary.
In the living room, Richard unhurriedly put his trousers back on, together with his black shirt. He had no interest in joining his brother and his…friend. Now that he had taken what he needed, he would leave them and slip into the night as he always had done in the past. This time was no different, he thought, as he walked past the bedroom only to see Sofia snuggled up against Matthew. In the dim light, they looked peaceful. Richard shrugged. His brother was weak. The cold air of the night surrounded Richard when he stepped out on the street. He pulled the collar on his coat up and put his hands in his pockets. As he walked the short distance to his own house, he didn’t meet a single soul. The good people living in this old part of the city slept at night, and that was one of the reasons he still lived here. Creatures passing by at late hours were always on their way to somewhere else. The fact that the dark alleys suited his interests made it feel like home.
Richard rarely had trouble sleeping, but something bothered him tonight, and after over an hour of endless tossing and turning, accompanied by his frustrated sighs, he got up. Naked, he walked over the cold floor to the window in his bedroom, pulled the dark heavy curtains to the side and looked up at the red moon. It was as beautiful as her and the memory of Sofia on the balcony came back to him. Her skin had looked extraordinary in the moonlight, and he had surprised himself with his self-control. It would have been easy to just take what he wanted right there but for some reason he had been patient. Richard covered his face with his hands and inhaled deeply. Her scent was still burning on his palms, and just like before, it was irresistible. He craved her. Again. But another feeling, uncharacteristic for him, also spread in his chest. He thought of Matthew, who had her in his bed and he wondered what it felt like, sleeping next to her. Feeling her warm and silky skin against his as she slept, listening to her soft breathing. Claiming her when he needed to. For the first time in a very long time, Richard felt truly lonely. He breathed in Sofia’s scent again and growled. He wanted to clear his head, and there was only one way to deal with this. He needed to hunt. Tonight.
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Summary: When the moon turns red anything can happen. Sofia visits Matthew, a man who wakes strong feelings in her, expecting a simple dinner. But when his brother arrives, the evening takes an unexpected turn.
Relationships: Richard Armitage x OC Sofia & Matthew Clairmont x OC Sofia (Vampire AU)
Warnings: 18+
Words: 2,6K
A/N: Not following ADOW canon, just two hot interesting male characters being brothers.
When the moon turns red anything can happen.
Her hasty steps echoed in the dark and misty alley. The faint lights from the streetlamps cast their pale light over the wet pavement, creating a constantly growing shadow in front of her every time she passed one of the old but very well preserved lanterns. She had never been fond of the dark and Matthew’s apartment was located in the oldest part of the town where the houses stood aligned close together, like soldiers from a long-forgotten time, shoulder to shoulder blocking out any light. She was convinced the walls had souls of their own and that they had seen more than the human heart could ever stand. When she came to the long narrow stairs, a shortcut she learned the first and so far only time she had been to his place, she hesitated. Despite the alley being darker than she was comfortable with, she didn’t want to walk the much longer way around the large building. Most of the windows along the stairs were dark, the residences clearly empty. She took a deep breath and made a decision.
She got to the top of the stairs, unaware of the tall figure dressed in a dark coat who emerged from the shadows just a few meters behind her. The lantern on this particular wall was broken and the owner of the building found it convenient since the darkness completely hid his heavy front door. Unknowingly, she had rushed past it just seconds ago and the man drew in a deep breath and filled his lungs with the chilly evening air. The faint hint of her scent, hidden under a flowery perfume, was calling him. It made his heart beat faster; muscles tensed and he licked his lips expectantly. It was unusual to find someone who had such an instant effect on him and he was tempted to follow her and devour her in one of the many dark alleys of this district, but then he reminded himself that he had a dinner to attend. He fought his strong urge as he watched her disappear around the corner and sighed infrustration. Knowing this city’s every corner and shadows had its advantages and if he moved quickly he would succeed. But he also knew himself extremely well, he rarely did anything like that in a hurry. He loved the rush it gave him and he always made sure he had enough time. It applied to anything he wanted to do, so he shook his head to get rid of the thought of the soft skin of her neck and her pulsing blood underneath. Besides, his younger brother had asked him to come and meet his new lady friend and he had accepted. He was curious about this woman whose name alone made his brother smile. Was she more to him than a friend? Girlfriend maybe? The man in the coat lingered at the thought and frowned. That would have been a first, for sure.
With a pondering heart she rang the bell close to the small golden plate with Matthew’s name engraved in italic and then waited while a cold wind brushed her cheek. When a click was heard from the lock, she pulled the door open and the bright light from a naked bulb in the ceiling temporarily blinded her. His apartment was on the top floor but even if the building only had four floors it lacked the comfort of an elevator.
She didn’t even have time to knock before the door opened and Matthew flashed a bright smile at her.
”Sofia! It’s so good to see you!”
She smiled back at him and let the warm light coming from his home guide her inside. With a natural gesture he offered to take her jacket and after he carefully placed it on a hanger he turned to her with a soft light shining in his eyes. He pulled her close and gently cupped her face with both of his hands. The soft kiss he placed on her lips made her heart flutter. He was so gentle, so caring and she was amazed over how easy it was to spend time with him. From what she knew about him, he seemed to be the perfect gentleman. After tasting her lips he pulled back, caught her hands and held them against his chest. His dark hair was a bit unruly, like he had run his fingers through it too many times. Was he nervous as well? Maybe it was too soon to meet his brother after all, but when he had talked about Richard, she suggested it without even thinking. She wanted to know more about Matthew’s life and friends and she was always curious to meet new people. He approved of her idea only after she convinced him that it was just a simple dinner.
”Do you want some wine?” Matthew offered with a smile dancing in the corner of his mouth. Sofia nodded and gave him a warm smile in return. With her hand still in his, he led her to the large living room but the sight that greeted her made her stop in her tracks.
”I thought we agreed on an informal dinner,” she breathed as her eyes followed the white, perfectly ironed cloth and neat table setting. ”If I had known, I would have dressed up more.” The lights were dimmed and the dark wallpaper and heavy curtains made the room feel a bit enchanted. Shadows danced over the walls due to all the lit candles in the chandelier. Matthew smiled sheepishly and his gaze followed her body’s curves as respectfully as he could. ”You’re perfect just the way you are.”
Sofia thanked her lucky star for changing to black pants instead of her usual jeans. Together with the red blouse and her deliberately messy bun she didn’t feel the urgent need to go home and upgrade her look. She wanted to make a good impression on Richard and, embarrassed, she blushed at her own thoughts. Her and Matthew weren't exclusive in any way. No promises were made, no words of love spoken between them. Still, she secretly hoped for more and sensed that getting an approval from his older brother, a man that clearly meant a great deal to him, would be a step in the right direction. She could not put words to her feelings but she had felt from the very first time she heard of Richard that the sibling’s connection went to a much deeper level than any others she had met. Being an only child herself, this fascinated her greatly. A sharp knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
”He is here,” Matthew simply said and left her standing in the middle of the room, alone with a growing feeling of excitement, pushing away the nervousness she had felt since she took the first steps on those dreadful stairs in the alley.
Knowing his brother’s temper, Matthew hurried to the door and opened it just as Richard raised his fist to give the wood another impatient knock. ”A few more seconds and I would have used my own key,” he muttered dryly.
”Don’t you dare,” Matthew replied. ”Besides, you didn’t wait that long. Come inside. I can’t wait for you to meet Sofia.”
Richard closed the door silently behind him. When he reached for a hanger his hand suddenly froze as his nose picked up the sweet smell of jasmine. He felt it clearly and instantly recognized it. It cut through the air like a sharp blade; the scent from the alley. Like he didn't trust his own eyes, he stared at the unfamiliar jacket for a few seconds, and the memory of the woman's back disappearing out of sight caused his heart to beat faster. With the adrenaline now pumping in his veins, he grabbed the sleeve and pulled it against his nose. Then he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. A wave of predatory need welled up inside and he could not prevent the dark groan erupting from his throat.
”This is the second time this evening that I come across this smell.” Richard opened his eyes and met his brother's gaze with a cold expression. ”Is it hers?”
Matthew nodded and braced himself, for he knew all too well what his brother was doing and it made him feel sick. ”You can't have her,” he warned.
Richard stared at him and lowered his voice. ”We have shared women in the past, in more ways than one. Tell me brother, why is she different?”
A dark mumbling came from the hallway. Sofia could not hear the words uttered between the two men but she could distinguish their voices. Until this moment, she had thought that Matthew had an exceptionally dark and very pleasant voice, but Richard…his voice was even deeper. As their voices reached a normal conversation level and she could hear them approaching, she found it impossible to not wonder what else the family genes had graced him with. Only a few seconds later she had an answer to her own question. The man entering the room was gorgeous. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of trousers, held in place by a belt with a brushed metal clasp. Slightly taller than his younger brother, Richard’s presence filled the room in a more demanding way and she could feel it instantly. His hair was shorter than Matthew’s and his dark stubble gave him a rougher look. With a confident smile he walked right up to her and she offered him her hand. He took it, but instead of shaking it, he slowly lifted her hand and lightly brushed the skin on the knuckles with his lips. Neither of them said anything. No introduction, no pleasantries, but something shifted in his eyes and it made her forget her manners. His eyes never left hers and Sofia felt a strange tingling on her skin when he released her hand.
Matthew observed his brother and closed the distance between himself and Sofia. He put his arm protectively around her shoulders and gave his brother a warning stare. When Richard wanted something, or rather someone, he could be incredibly charming and alluring with his intense personality, but Matthew also knew how ruthless his brother was. Richard was a hunter, and a very dangerous one. His dark desires were much stronger than Matthew’s and on the rare occasions when the woman he had marked as prey didn’t give in to his needs willingly, he still took what he wanted. But as Richard had told Matthew many times, a willing woman tastes better so make sure you have her aroused before you sink your fangs into her soft skin.
”It’s so nice to finally meet you,” Richard broke the silence.
”Likewise, I’ve heard a great deal about you.” Her voice betrayed her as well as her heart. It was beating faster now and Richard could hear it. She didn’t know of course that she gave every shift in her emotions away, and the satisfaction temporarily showed in his eyes. He had affected her with his gentle kiss and felt pleased. This was going to be an interesting night. Maybe even spectacular.
The perfectly chilled champagne tasted wonderful on her tongue and after half a glass Sofia finally felt the trace of Richard’s unexpected kiss on her hand fade away. It had been only a brief touch by his lips but she had shivered and the look in his eyes afterwards hid something she didn’t understand. Seated right in front of her, Richard easily captured her attention and the conversation between them felt natural. Matthew sat next to her and the tension she had sensed in his body when he first put his arm around her seemed to have disappeared. When the main course was almost finished and another wine bottle stood empty at the table, she felt his hand slowly running over her knee. It was a gentle and comforting caress and she turned to him and smiled. He really was sweet, she thought, probably wanting her to feel relaxed in the company of his brother. Warmth spread over her cheeks as he slowly let his hand glide over her thigh. It was a small sensual gesture but the fact that Richard caught her gaze and locked it with his made her breath hitch. Sofia couldn’t let go of the thought that he just maybe had seen what his brother did.
”Brother,” Richard turned to Matthew, ”how about that dessert?”
Matthew pulled his hand away and stood from the table with a slightly concerned expression. ”It will take a while, I trust you to behave and don’t embarrass Sofia with exaggerated stories about me.”
”I can’t promise that I won't,” Richard answered with a grin, but his brother didn’t miss the change in his eyes.
As soon as Matthew left the room, something in the atmosphere changed. Sofia could swear that the room became darker, like someone covered the lights with black veils. The expression on Richard's face seemed different as well. He truly was an interesting creature but she was failing to find words to continue the conversation. She looked at the large chandelier, majestically placed on the table. Was it suddenly warmer in the living room? Her head spun and she was not sure if it was only from the wine. She rose slowly from her chair.
”I think I need some air,” her voice sounded strange and when she walked over to the door leading to the small balcony she heard Richard’s chair scrape against the wooden floor. It was a little chilly outside but the wind had stilled, so she welcomed the cold embrace. Without thinking she placed her hands on the beautiful iron railing but the icy sting made her quickly withdraw them. She didn’t hear his steps behind her, but she felt his presence. And to her surprise she realized that she wanted him to be there. He rested his back against the railing, facing her.
”Look at the red moon,” she exclaimed. ”I’ve never seen anything like that.”
”It’s also known under another name…” Richard answered and watched her intensely. ”Blood Moon.”
The way he spoke the last words made her shiver, but not from the cold. He drew closer.
”Are you intimidated by me?” His deep voice made her heart increase its speed. She could not deny that she felt drawn to him, like his gravity was greater than the earth itself. With eyes darker than the night surrounding her, he towered over her. Still, she shook her head.
”Then why does your heart beat faster now?” His voice was only a hoarse whisper. She swallowed hard when his long fingers closed around her wrist and he could feel her racing pulse. Slowly he brought her hand to his face and with a growing tension between them, he pressed his nose gently against the thin skin on the inside of her wrist. Then he took a deep breath and her scent awoke the primal need in him. He craved her.
”It’s ready!” Matthew’s voice sounded from inside.
None of them answered him but the moment was lost and Richard cursed his brother's timing. Fighting the urge to lick the delicate skin on her wrist, Richard placed a kiss right over the large vein that thrummed under his touch. A shaky sigh left her and in that moment he knew he had her. The dark nature of his character allowed him to smell it, her needs seeped from her like sweet drops of elixir, ready for him to devour. He couldn’t wait for an opportunity to feel her soft skin again, but next time he would be tasting a different part of her body. And she would beg him to. It was just a matter of time.
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Summary: Joined by lust with an extraordinary woman, Richard’s character is tested. Will he stay strong or succumb to the savage need of his nature?
Relationship: Richard Armitage x Female reader (Vampire AU, his POV)
Warnings: 18+, mention of blood, smut
A/N: I was inspired by @enchantzz work. This is for you my friend.
Her silky skin was flushed. The usual pale color of her chest was painted red by her arousal and she moaned with every single thrust he gave her. He felt alive with her. She responded so well to his every move and truly loved the passion they shared, no doubt. Thankfully she liked it rough too, she had told him that even before they got to his apartment. Pain, to a certain level, seemed to fuel her endlessly. He had already sent her over the edge once and had marveled at the sight of her climaxing under him. Her long dark hair spread over the pillow as she threw her head back and exposed her throat to him. Longingly, he placed his hand over her throat and she moaned sinfully as he tightened his grip. But he wasn’t trying to control her breathing, even if she seemed to think so. No… he wanted to feel the blood rushing through her veins and the thin skin on her neck allowed him to feel it without breaking his vow. She didn’t know what he was or what he was capable of. And he could not tell her. Ever.
They had not known each other for long but he had felt drawn to her from the first second he laid his eyes on her. It was not for her beautiful looks, but more the aura of pure honesty that surrounded her. She was unafraid and always spoke her mind, and when he finally found the right moment to ask her to join him for a glass of wine at his place, she had not hesitated even for a second.
”Harder,” she whined when he forced himself deep inside her and small pearls of sweat appeared on her skin as he continued with a more intense pace. He could feel her coming closer to relief once more, but more importantly he could hear it in her breathing and the way her blood sang to him. Hungry for more,, he pressed his lips against the side of her neck, the soft tingling made him almost cross the line. With a dark moan he kissed her skin and her sweat tasted wonderful on his lips. He sensed her pulse again, this time on his tongue as he licked the trail of her vein.
”Oh Lord… please do that again,” she moaned and shivered under his touch. He repeated his move and let his tongue run even slower over her neck. The temptation of her skin was almost too much for him to handle. He tested her limits, dragged his teeth harshly over her neck and down her shoulder where he carefully sank them into her flesh. She let out a strangled moan and her small hands pressed him even harder against her.
”More…please Richard. Just like that.” Her enticing response made it even harder to control the temptation he felt for tasting her properly, and if she kept pleading like that, he feared it would rapidly grow to an uncontrollable need, which he was unsure how to fight. She tilted her head to the side, offering him free access to the most vulnerable spot on her body and for a second he thought about the enormous trust she showed him. He was much bigger and stronger than her and he could easily force her to do anything he wanted. Or rip everything from her. Still, she trusted him to pin her down like this and take her. He was close as well, he just wanted to wait for her. To join in a mutual pleasure was always the goal and he knew this part of his body perfectly and how to control it. He could feel her approaching release probably even before she did because her blood sang louder now and it was calling him. This was new to him, he had felt the attraction before but not like this. She really was special. Her breaths came out shorter and he could feel her body tense in anticipation. He kissed her neck again, ready to join her in the sweet surrender. Just a few more thrusts, he thought as his own blood started to boil.
”Bite me again…but harder. Much harder. Please.” She sounded so desperate and he was lacking the ability to fully master the thirsty beast he hid inside. With a sharp sting he felt his fangs grow. Well aware of how his eyes shifted from their usual icy blue to pitch black, but unable to resist the burning desire, he did what she asked of him. In agony she cried out his name as she finally clenched around him and his mouth was suddenly filled with a sweet metallic taste and the sensation bolted through his body with an intensity he’d never experienced before. She tasted more wonderful than he ever could have imagined but he forced himself to let go of her neck, to admire her face as her orgasm ripped her apart. Her eyes were hidden behind her lids but her mouth spoke the language of pleasure. He wanted to savor the moment and store this picture in his cold heart for the lonesome times that surely would come soon. When his own overwhelming climax hit him, a feral roar erupted from his chest and a second wave of emotions rushing through his body made him almost black out. He could feel her nails leaving marks on the overheated skin on his back, but for once he didn’t care. For her, he would allow almost anything.
Heavily panting, he heaved himself up on his hands, placing one on either side of her beautiful face. From the small wound on her neck a thin stream of clear red blood dripped. The taste of her on his tongue slowly faded and he had to refrain from bending down and licking it off her skin. It was bad enough that he had failed to control the primal side of himself as she shattered around him, but he was determined not to make it worse. What would she think of him if she understood? He could not bear her looking at him with distaste and maybe even fright. He closed his eyes briefly as he took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. Then he glanced at her wound again with growing concern and he sincerely hoped it would heal nicely. What a waste on her delicate skin if it didn’t.
”I’ve hurt you.”
”You broke my skin, but you haven’t hurt me,” she simply answered with a faint smile. She was so different from any other woman he had been with. She was like fire, wild and untamed. And he felt different too, so full of life. He watched her face relax under him and suddenly he became aware of the change. Hesitantly he tilted his hips against her and pulled a soft moan from her lips. Then he thrusted again and she gasped harshly and rolled her eyes. She was so tight, as if her body refused to relax after her high, and she stared at him with amazement dancing in her blue eyes. Unable to hold back the smirk crawling over his lips, he groaned, ”What is it?”
”Men always weaken after they have reached their goal.” Her surprised tone sounded genuine.
”I’m not an ordinary man.”
The throaty moan she gave out when he covered her body with his revealed that she wanted more, and he was eager to explore the possibilities of the unexpected link between her climax and his stamina. Was it so simple that her boiling blood, in the moment she reached her peak, gave him something that all men secretly wished for?
The night had only started and with the help of her lust-filled blood, he intended to make it last for a small eternity.
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