AN: hey hey! back with another b-b-b-bANGERRRR! Lol might make this into a series? Who knows.
Contains: SMUT, 18+ pls 🫶🏾
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As you lay on the bed, you look up at both Wonwoo and Mingyu, their Amber orbs staring back at you. You could feel your breathing hitch as Wonwoo was the first to speak up,
“We’re gonna treat you well, doll. Open.” You shiver at the sudden tap on your ankle from Wonwoo. You take the signal to spread your legs and bite your bottom lip. Wonwoo signals Mingyu with a nod and Mingyu doesn’t hesitate to remove his shirt and crawl onto the bed. He has a smirk on his lips as he scans your body, fangs peaking out when he licks his lips.
“You have too much on, huh?” He says in a low tone, eyes glistening as he stares you down. You feel your back arch at the eyes on your body and let out a quiet whimper, “Mingyu please…” you plead. Mingyu licks his top row of teeth, leaning in closer to you. His hands sliding up your sides and finding their way to your neck. He looks back at Wonwoo with a cheeky smirk on his face,
“I don’t know how much longer I can hold back, Woo.” He says, his grip on your neck tightening a bit, causing you to let out a gasp. “We’re sharing, remember? Don’t wanna break our mindless doll too much.” Wonwoo said with a chuckle, “But I want to watch y/n beg for mercy. Go ahead.”
That’s all Mingyu needed to hear. In a matter of seconds, you could feel his lips against your neck and the growls coming from the broader man. You let your hands find their way to his back and shiver at the cool sensation you were welcomed with. Mingyu starts to plant kisses down your neck and lets his hands travel back down to your waist again. He starts to massage your inner thighs and creeps dangerously close to your heat. Your legs close due to the sudden sensation and you hear a noise of disapproval,
“I didn’t give you permission to close your legs.” Mingyu warns, “it would be a shame for Wonwoo to have to help you, wouldn’t it?” He spoke in your ear, sending endless shivers down your spine. You moan in response and dig your nails into his back, “Eat me, please.” You say breathlessly, yearning for more. You could hear Mingyu’s breathing hitch and he spoke lowly, “come again?” “Eat me, Mingyu. Please eat me out, please?” You beg, this time looking into his eyes. “Ple-“ you were cut off by a yelp as Mingyu swiftly removed your bottoms. He started kissing a trail down your torso, your stomach, and down to your inner thighs. He looked up at you with his amber eyes and licked his lips once more, “don’t move.” Was the last thing he said before he started darting his tongue in and out of your heat.
A loud moan escaped your lips and your hands gripped his hair, feeling your toes curl. As the moans escaped easily from your mouth, Wonwoo was starting to become restless watching the scene infront of him unfold. He had already discarded his clothes and was left with his cock in his hand, mindlessly stroking himself to the view he had. He couldn’t stand to watch and not have a turn, so he made his way to the side of the bed so he was able to access your face. You noticed him from the corner of your eye and looked up at him, your mouth hanging agape and hands still tangled in Mingyu’s hair. Wonwoo brought a hand up to your cheek and placed his thumb in your mouth, “Suck.” He said softly.
As you could feel your cheeks burn, you suck on Wonwoo’s thumb, moans being muffled. As Wonwoo watched you suck his thumb, he let his mouth hang open. The view being lewd, he loved it. He loved every moment of it. His subject, his toy, his /doll/ being taken care of. Hummed in satisfaction, not being able to hold back, “doll, I don’t think I can wait any longer. Mingyu, up.” Mingyu pulled back from your heat, his eyes beaming with lust. He looked up at Wonwoo and gritted his teeth, fangs peaking out. He took one last look at you and licked his lips, sitting up on his knees, “yes?” He asked breathlessly.
“I need doll to get on all fours. I know doll will take both so well, is that right?” Wonwoo said softly, you nodding eagerly, “yes! yes yes.” you stutter, quickly getting on your elbows and knees. “Gyu, gag her with your cock.” Mingyu grinned, crawling to the head of the bed, shifting to kneel infront of you. Wonwoo swiftly climbed onto the bed, positioning himself behind you. He let his hands caress your soft back side before giving it a slap. You let out a moan and his smiles contently, “I see Gyu got you all nice and wet, yeah? you want cock now? hmm?” He asked, holding your hips in place. You whimper at his tone and grip the sheets,
“Please fuck me, Woo… please, need you so bad.” You moan out, wiggling your ass in the air and trying to push yourself but being halted by his grip, “Ah ah, Doll. Careful.” He looked up at Mingyu and nodded once again, “Go ahead and gag y/n with your cock.” Mingyu ran his fingers through your hair and kept a sturdy grip on it, before lowering your head to be face to face with his throbbing length. He looked up at Wonwoo and timed the lowering of your head with Wonwoo sinking himself inside of you. Combined with Wonwoo moving painfully slow, and Mingyu having control over your head, you let out a muffled moan, sending shivers up Mingyu’s back, causing him to buck his hips.
Wonwoo started his pace, nice and slow, not wanting to rush the scene. You felt tears spark your eyes, looking up at Mingyu and feeling your legs slowly become static. The pleasure was overwhelming. Things were becoming blurry, you let a tear fall and roll down your cheek. Mingyu noticed and cooed at the view, “Look at that, Woo. So overwhelmed by being filled up, our Doll is crying.” Wonwoo moaned at the words and let a chuckle escape his lips, “Yeah? Are we breaking our Doll now? I wanted to be nice but god it’s so hard. Look at this. Taking our cocks so well. Oh fuck..” he moaned and let a hand rest on your lower back, “doing so good for us doll. Doing such a good job. You like this? You like being filled up from both ends, hm?” He continued, “never seen such a needy doll like you. so wet and noisy. god-“ he was cut off by his own moan and the creeping of his orgasm.
Mingyu pulled your head up from his length and started stroking himself quickly, “god please tell me where you want it, tell me sweetheart.” he moaned out and you stuck your tongue out, looking up at him. He gritted his teeth and bit his bottoms lip, looking at Wonwoo. Wonwoo’s eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was hung open. He could sense Mingyu’s eyes and looked at him, connecting to his thought.
together?
together
As Mingyu came on your tongue, Wonwoo quickened his pace, cumming inside of you, leaning down and sucking love bites onto the back of your neck, his fangs grazing your skin. As both the men started to ride out their orgasms, you felt your mind go cloudy as you let out a gasp before having your own orgasm. The room was filled with sounds of breathing, grunts and profanities. As you were in a daze, Mingyu sat back, his head resting against the headboard and Wonwoo slowly pulled out, sitting back on the bed himself and looking at the spent Human under him. He smirked at the view and ran a hand through his hair,
Synopsis: Quinn and Kitty are two normal twenty somethings, but when they find themselves in a new country the duo come face to face with love, heartache, and the unknown... or perhaps the supernatural
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It started like a whisper, so quiet that Kitty almost missed it. Every night it was the same, no light except for the candles that lined the room, flashes of images of an old dark castle surrounded by mountains capped with snow.. She could see no one else in the room with her, but could feel them watching her and just as the panic began to set in the voices got louder.
“Katarina” It was loud enough now that she could hear the different voices. Still, she had no idea where they were, the only thing she knew was the louder the calling got the more desperate she was to get to them. To find them.
“Come to us, Katarina,” It was so loud now as if they were standing right behind her speaking directly into her ear.
“Katarina.”
“Katarina!”
“Kitty! Get your ass up!” She sat up with a start, nearly rolling off the couch.
“I’m up Quinn, I’m up.” Kitty rubbed the sleep from her eyes and grabbed her glasses from where they had fallen from the couch. The sun was still up outside and the TV was playing some random episode of Criminal Minds in the background.
“Did you fall asleep out here? You have a whole bed,”Quinn plopped down next to Kitty on the now free couch cushion. It was the fourth time this week that Kitty had fallen asleep out in the living room, it was never intended either.
“I know, but I’m not sleeping well at night. I keep having the dream, I don’t know how you sleep so soundly with it,” Kitty was exhausted from her restless sleep. It had been months since the girls had started having identical dreams each night.
“At first, I was so creeped out and it felt like I was having a panic attack every night when I closed my eyes. But it’s never been like a nightmare, I realized at some point I never felt scared of what was happening. My panic was because I feel as though my soul is weeping to get to those voices,” Quinn had told Kitty this all before and she couldn’t help but agree to some degree with her best friend. She had never had a true nightmare since these dreams started but there was something that sat low in her gut every time she slept. Fear of the unknown or of all the superstitions her family had drilled into her as a child.
“I know, but all I can think about is the scary stories my Father would tell me as a kid so I would behave. That if I was a bad child the red-eyed men would drag me away into their castle and eat me,” Mr. Turca was a harsh man and had always been rather ill-suited for fatherhood. Even now the only thing he was good for was paying the bills, his trade off to keep his first born daughter as far from his new family as possible. That’s how the two girls met, when Kitty was shipped off to boarding school after her Father had remarried.
“He’s such an asshole, you know that. He acts so high and mighty all the time. I’ve never even met the man and we’ve been friends since we were 12!” the two girls broke out in giggles, one sure fire way to make their days better were to talk shit about Mr. Turca or Quinn’s mother.
A buzzing sound started from the coffee table in front of the couch, the two turned to each other trying to sober up from their laughter.
“Speak of the devil and he shall appear,” Kitty flashed her phone screen to Quinn to show that her father was calling her.
“I can only imagine what he wants now. You know he only ever calls for two reasons,” The two girls rolled their eyes knowing that he was either about to yell at Kitty for being a disappointment again or he was going to ask her to do something that was beneficial only to him.
“Hello.” Kitty’s voice always became cold when speaking with her father, gone was the happy and loving woman she had worked so hard to become everytime his voice rang out over the phone.
“Katarina, I have news about Aunt Lucia. She had been put on hospice care and given only a few weeks to live,” Kitty’s eyes went wide with the news and Quinn took that as her cue to retreat into her room to give her roommate some privacy during the phone call.
Quinn was known to be too curious for her own good, let’s be honest she was a nosy bitch. She wanted to know everyone's business all the time, but she also respected her best friend above all else. Kitty’s father was a sore spot and most of their calls ended in some sort of fight between the two of them followed by him buying her something expensive to make amends. To keep her from going anywhere near his new wife and kids and imposing on his new happy life without her.
Quinn occupied herself with her books and the other random crap in her room while she waited for the phone call to end, Kitty would almost always come and debrief after a conversation to process the bullshit that her father would spew.
This conversation seemed to be taking longer than usual. The goal for both father and daughter were to keep these calls as brief as possible, the less they interacted the better.
Twenty minutes passed before waltzing into Quinn's room with a smirk on her face.
“I just scored us a free summer vacation traveling around the whole of Europe,” Kitty was rather proud of her bartering skills this time around. Her father wanted something huge from her and she wanted something huge from him.
“What’s the catch?” There was always a catch with the Turca family, nothing was ever truly free with them.
“We have to go to Romania and stay with Aunt Lucia until she dies. Then we can spend the rest of the summer traveling Europe as we please on my fathers dime.” Kitty was a little too nonchalant in her delivery of the real reason behind their Europe trip.
“I don’t know how I feel about this, have you ever met this woman?” Quinn was usually fine with all types of fuckery but this… the vibes were just slightly off with this.
“No, I’ve never been to Romania. My dad went with his grandparents when he was very young, but that was the only time he’s been. Aunt Lucia is my father’s great aunt, his grandfather’s twin sister.” Quinn’s eyes went wide at the news of this woman’s age.
“She turned 108 in March, the look on your face gave it all away. I don’t know how she made it this long either, kinda feel bad for her.” Kitty stopped playing with the book she had picked up off of Quinn’s bedside table to think back to what she knew of the woman she would see to the end of her life, “Never married or had children, she’s lived in the family home her entire life. She refused to leave when her brother decided to leave the country. She’s like a hermit from what I understand, but no one should die alone.”
“Well then, looks like we're going to Romania and Europe for the summer. Good thing you’re a kindergarten teacher and have summers off.” Quinn assured her best friend trying to bring the mood back up.
“Good thing your job is writing erotic monster fiction and you can do that from anywhere,” Kitty pocked back at Quinn tossing the book with Quinn’s name across the front towards her spot on her bed.
Thousands of miles away fate was stirring. Thirteen pairs of red eyes were open and looking into the darkness of night waiting, longing for their brides to come to them once more. To complete them.
notes; HALLOWEEN AINT OVER YET, dom!wonwoo, wonwoo has a crying kink(v minor), spanking, some dirty talk, orgasm denial!!! Gentle reminder that i dont answer any of my drabble game requests in order so i'm sorry if you’ve sent in requests like weeks ago, etc and ive not yet replied(a ton of u sent in halloween-y asks so im sorry!!)!! 😭💕but i will try to get thru more of the supernatural/sub/hybrid asks in the coming weeks!! Also still toggling with the formatting most likely just depending on the way the fic flows since some are longer than others! Probably will be putting more fics under cuts to save yall the eyesore too fjhdksf 😅💕 Thank you for requesting! Enjoy! 💕
Wonwoo hates it when you disobey him.
Most of the time he just lectured you and let you off the hook, but there were times where he would clench his jaw and order you to get onto the bed with no further words. Tonight had definitely been the latter after he had to save you from getting bitten by another vampire.
“A-ah, Won--Wonwoo not s-so hard…” You whine; fingers curled tight into the sheets underneath you.
His large palm soothes the skin of your ass as he pouts mockingly at your back, and he quickly raises his hand and brings it down onto you again in a swift motion as you jolt underneath him. “Oh? You think you can give me orders now, huh? After you disobeyed me and almost let yourself get bitten by another vampire? What did I tell you about wandering around here at night without me?” He narrows his crimson eyes at your back before spanking you once more.
“B-but--”
“Ah, ah, I don’t want to hear any more excuses. You’ll take your punishment and behave. You know I can be much meaner than this, sweetheart. Need I remind you?”
A tear slips from your eye and falls onto the sheets underneath you when he spanks your ass again and the wetness you feel between your legs only grows to be more unbearable with each blow that follows. You knew Wonwoo could drag this out all night if he really wanted to, and you knew better than to misbehave when he was already upset with you in the first place.
Wonwoo quickly takes notice of the way your panties stick to you like a second skin the longer he draws out your punishment and he, himself, can’t deny the way he wants to fuck you and make you regret even disobeying him.
A smirk paints his features before he’s quickly and quietly shoving you over until your back hits the cold bed sheets.
“Awww, is my little disobeying brat crying? You’re so pretty when you cry, y’know? Makes me want to punish you even more.” His eyes flit across your face; taking in the way your eyes are puffy and red with tears and the way your lips quiver and pout up at him.
“N-no! Please, I p-promise I’ll be g-good!” You cry out.
He spreads your legs and situates himself in between; fingers already tearing your soaked panties off of your body before you can even get comfortable.
“Mine. You hear me? If I even see one more vampire trying to get their filthy hands on you because you disobeyed me, I’ll make sure your punishments are even worse.” Wonwoo mumbles.
He really hated punishing you, especially on days he needed to feed. But he also really hated having to save you from other vampires trying to feed from you just because you were in a place you shouldn’t have been in.
You nod quietly in return, “I’m y-yours, Wonwoo…”
“Good girl.”
An upset Wonwoo could be selfish, you had come to learn over the few months you’d known him.
“A-ah, fuck, Wonwoo!” You moan out, toes curling behind his back as he thrusts into you at an unrelenting pace. A sheen of sweat covers his brow as his lips part in harsh breaths of his own. “Fuck, your ‘lil cunt was made to take my cock, baby. So fuckin’ tight and wet and all mine.”
You nod feverishly as you cant your hips up to meet his harsh thrusts.
The head of his cock curves into your g-spot and you feel your pussy clamping down onto him in a vice grip with each passing second that brings you closer and closer to cumming.
Wonwoo licks his lips and through bleary eyes you catch the small movements.
That usually was a telltale sign that he wanted to feed once he started licking his lips a lot.
“Bite me. I can, ah, t-tell you want t-to...” Mumbling, you let your hands rest on his forearms as his fingertips dig into the skin of your waist. He grins down at you, fangs already on display as he grinds against you. “Oh? You haven’t cum yet though. Don’t you want to?” There’s a mischievous glint in his eyes that goes over your head as you nod back.
“Mmh, yeah, b-but you---you can treat i-it as p-part of, ah, my p-punishment… and t-then make me, ngh, cum...”
He can only smirk, “If you insist.”
Wonwoo leans over you until his lips are ghosting across the skin of your neck; hips still pistoning into you as he works to bring himself close to the edge of his own orgasm. He kisses your skin gently before he drags his fangs across the column of your neck and you tilt your head the opposite direction to give him more space.
You clamp your eyes shut just as you feel him starting to sink his sharp fangs into your skin and you can’t stop the way your pussy clenches around his cock even more as he starts to feed.
There’d only been a handful of times that Wonwoo had to feed from you without working you up first so the feeling wasn’t completely unfamiliar; just that the stinging was more apparent without the pleasure masking most of it.
Wonwoo moans against your skin and his hips start to lose their rhythm within the blink of an eye and he quickly finds himself cumming inside of you in the midst of feeding. His entire body is overwhelmed with the rush of sensations between him cumming inside of your tight pussy and the sweetness of your blood flooding his taste buds.
Could be sweeter, he thinks.
“Ngh, Wonwoo...” Whining, you do your best to stave off your orgasm as Wonwoo takes his pleasure first this time. You already feel your control slipping when his cum fills you up so much that it already starts to drip down with his cock still sheathed inside of your cunt.
When he's had enough, he retracts his fangs and starts lapping at the wound to seal it shut; making sure to pepper you skin with soft kisses afterwards.
“Always so sweet for me, baby.”
He thrusts slow down to a complete stop before he slowly eases his cock out of you; confusion on your features as he catches his breath and you clench around the sudden emptiness. “H--huh?”
Wonwoo smiles down at you gently, although this time the mischievous glint in his eyes is more apparent and obvious to you.
“Oh, did you think your punishment ended there? Oh no, sweetheart.” He shakes his head mockingly, eyes dancing down your body until it lands on his cum that drips down onto the sheets underneath you.
He slide from between your legs and you can’t help the way the tears bead up on your lower lash line and the way your bottom lip quivers; you already knew where he was taking this. “Won--Wonwoo, I--”
“You’ll stay here and be good and patient for me. Keep your legs spread too, sweetheart. And once I know you’ve learned your lesson, I’ll let you cum.”
Wonwoo slides a hand through his messy hair, licking his lips as he watches you from the side of the bed.
14. “Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.”
35. “Bite me.”
“If you insist.”
notes; hatefucking, vampire!minghao, witch!reader, dirty talk, degradation/namecalling, kind of sort of loosely based on Charmed but only for the book of shadows😗😗, much like my last drabble this is also long so the rest is under the cut 😭💕 iM SORRY I DONT KNOW HOW TO SHUT UP kjghkjgh, anyway thank you for requesting! Enjoy! 💕
Minghao grins down at you, fangs on full display as he keeps you pinned to the bedsheets.
“See? You’re just cuter underneath me. I don’t understand why you always find the need to be so difficult.” He keeps your arms pinned to your sides, leaning down until his lips are ghosting across the skin of your neck.
You can’t deny the shiver that runs down your spine at the simple gesture; gulping when you feel his fangs dragging across your skin. “F-fuck you, Minghao. Get bent!” You retort under your breath, already mentally going through spells in your head to get yourself out of the situation.
“Aww, you say that but you weren’t complaining last time when my cock was fucking your throat open.” He provokes, chuckling against your skin before he pulls away. “Just admit it, you don’t hate me as much as you think. You like it when I fuck you, when I use your body to get off, or even when you use mine. We could be so good together, y’know?”
He smirks at you, eyes twinkling crimson when he lets go of your arms in favor of tearing your shirt in half. “H-hey! How am I supposed to get home without a shirt, you prick!?” Minghao ignores your question, instead working on getting your skirt down before he all but rips your panties into shreds of fabric as well.
“You’re a witch, aren’t you? Figure it out, cast a spell or something. Can’t you teleport? Craft yourself some new clothes?” He goads, eyes rolling when you sit up on your elbows.
“You’re a real piece of work, huh, Minghao? Ever the charming vampire of everyone’s dreams.” You mock, eyes fixated on the slip of skin you see when Minghao’s silk shirt shifts.
“You seem to like me, slut.” He grumbles, positioning his cock at your already soaking entrance. “You seem to really fuckin’ like me.”
When Minghao sinks his cock into your wet pussy, he meets no resistance as he bottoms out in a single thrust. He smirks when he watches you bite your lip, trying to keep in your moans when he starts a punishing pace.
“Fuck, your cunt is so fuckin’ tight. How would that coven of yours react when they hear you’re fuckin’ around with a vampire, huh? But I bet you wouldn’t care, ‘cause my dick is too important to you.” He teases, nails digging into your thighs.
The head of his cock slams into your cervix, a garbled moan spilling from your lips as you wince. “O-oh fuh--fuck, is--is that all you’ve got? You’re suh--so fucking weak!” You retort; your own hands digging into the sheets underneath you as he jostles your body.
“You’re cute. You think you have the upper hand ‘cause you think you can insult me but look at you. You’re just a pathetic witch that only knows how to take vampire cock. Y’know, once your coven denounces you, you can come live with me in my nice abandoned castle.” He jokes, angling his hips better when he slows his pace.
“All you need to do is bring that fuckin’ book. We could be so powerful together if you’d just fuckin’ follow my lead.”
You open your bleary eyes, glaring at Minghao who seems to take it all as a joke. “Over my dead body. You’re never getting your dirty hands on the Book of Shadows as long as we both live.” The teasing smirk on his face falters, hips snapping into you harshly.
“Don’t tempt me, sweetheart. Only one bite into that artery of yours and I’ll milk you dry. Witch or not.”
You can only laugh in response, licking your lips as you get lost in the pleasures of Minghao’s rough fucking. “Yeah? You think I don’t have anything up my sleeve? I could’ve had you dead by now, but I do still want to cum.” Minghao growls, only thrusting into you faster.
“God, your cunt was made for me. Bet nobody fucks you as good as I can. Shit, I bet no fuckin’ warlock or human can get you this wet. Your stupid pussy is only good for taking my cock.” He laughs, bringing a hand down until his thumb is on your clit rubbing harsh circles. “I bet they can smell me on you. They know you’re just a cumslut for me.”
“God, fuck---fuck you, I--I bet they can smell me on you, asshole. Can’t find another vampire to fuck so you have to fuck my cute ‘lil pussy instead, huh? But it’s okay, ‘cause I’m nice and tight ‘n so fuckin’ wet. Bet it’s better than that hand of yours, right? Bet you dream about me too.” You laugh; back bowing off the bed when he pinches your clit between his fingers.
Minghao leans down, fangs ghosting across the skin of your neck. “You talk so fuckin’ much. You need to learn how to shut up.” He mumbles across your skin, tongue tracing the veins.
“Bite me.” You grit out, already on the brink of cumming. Minghao lets out a breathy laugh, kissing your skin gently. “If you insist.” Holding your breath, you wait for the bite that seemingly never comes, confusion on your features as you stare at the ceiling.
“Well? Got cold feet?” You tease, moaning when he digs his thumb into your clit. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”
Minghao’s mean demeanor falters for a second, taking you by surprise. “You say that but you like my pussy too much to end me just yet. Now hurry the fuck up before I change my mind.” You mumble, a soft blush coating your cheeks. “Such a fuckin’ pillow princess.” Minghao doubles his pace, fucking into you faster as his cock slams into you. Breathy moans spill from your lips, eyes fluttering shut when you feel his fangs slowly digging into your skin.
His fangs break through skin at the same time your orgasm hits you; nails digging into the bedsheets and toes curling behind Minghao’s back. He groans against your skin, hips still pistoning into you as you ride out your high.
You let a shaky exhale when the pain bleeds into pleasure; lightheadedness mildly settling in when Minghao’s tongue starts lapping at the wound. “Ngh, fuh--fuck…” You groan, a clipped moan spilling from your lips when he pulls back, licking his lips as he continues to fuck you.
Minghao chases his high, thrusting into you with newfound energy. He grins watching your face contort in pleasure; still riding out the remnants of your orgasm when he finally cums. You grit your teeth feeling his warm cum fill you up, walls clenching around his throbbing cock in a vice as he fucks it deeper into you.
The sound of your deep breaths mix with his; your thighs shaking when he starts to pull out of you. Minghao laughs airily, running a free hand through his sweaty hair as he watches the cum drip onto the sheets underneath you.
You only feel mildly tired, sitting up on your elbows as you groan.
“You’re lucky I’m not some weak human, you dolt. God, how much did you fucking drink?”
The vampire laughs, licking his lips as he meets your stare. He can still taste your sweet blood on his tongue, body thrumming with electricity.
“Just enough. Say, meet me here next week? You taste really fuckin’ good. Wouldn’t mind having another bite if you’d let me.”
genre&warnings; vampire!jun, softdom!jun, blindfolds, spanking, fingering, marking, soft aftercare bc vampire jun is kind and caring!!!!
notes; vampire!jun strikes me as someone who’d be playful yet super caring and makes sure you’re comfortable before anything else 😩😩...also i’ve noticed that i’ve unintentionally made each chapter, like, alternate time periods so far kfhksdh that was not part of the plan and it’s not gonna follow that pattern but omg kfjhdkjfh😭😭 i’ve written almost half of monster mash and didn’t even notice til now lmaooooo 🤣 as always, thank you for all of the love and interest! see you all tomorrow~! 💕👻 🎃
word count; ~3000
chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x
ooh, and the sugar turned bitter
ooh, and the summer turned to winter
but i still want your love;
ooh, they can tell me i’m a sinner
ooh, but they can’t call me a quitter
i won’t give you up;
old habits die hard!
You find yourself trapezing through the dense forest; racing the sun that disappears behind the horizon.
Jun just had to pick such a difficult place to find.
Not that you could blame him.
Most of the townspeople shunned you too; once they found out you were hanging around Jun and his kind. ‘It’s shameful’, they said, ‘He’s just using you.’
Their nosy stares and whispered rumours were growing to be too much, even for you.
Jun would never treat you that way. You were sure of it.
A twig snaps somewhere close to you and you realize the sun’s going down much quicker than you anticipate; hurrying through the tangled vines and dense bushes. In truth, you weren’t necessarily sure if you were heading the right way at all and you’d already restarted your route after three other failed attempts.
The panic floods your body when the twig snapping get closer and you realize you hadn’t brought anything to defend yourself with.
“Is--Is someone there?” You ask, voice shaky and barely above a whisper.
You’re met with silence, almost eerily so, as the forest seems to go absolutely quiet. “Hello?”
A chill runs up your spine as you’re suddenly reminded that the forest was home to more than just vampires, but other magical creatures who called the forest their home. And here you were, a measly human with no weapons or means of protecting yourself.
Maybe this hadn’t been the brightest of ideas now that the sun was almost completely down.
“Boo.”
You let out an ear piercing scream as you already start to bolt; not caring where your feet took you. “Hey! Damn it, don’t run!” Jun grabs your arm before you can get any further, tugging you towards himself as he sighs. “It’s just me!”
“Why on earth are you scaring me!? In a forest no less!?” The blood rushes to your face which makes Jun laugh, eyes rolling when he licks his lips. Of course.
“No reason. You know, I was watching you since the second time you restarted your route.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
The male shrugs, “Wanted to see how determined you were to find me.”
Jun walks with you, hand in hand, through the large overhanging trees. “We’re almost there. And by the way, why were you even out here looking for me? It’s late and you could’ve gotten hurt.”
Your lips press into a tight lipped smile, eyes focused on the small clearing that was up ahead. “I…” You hesitate; you didn’t know what you were doing either, you just knew you had to see Jun.
“Let me take a wild guess, the townspeople were staring again, weren’t they? Whispering about how ‘mingling with the creatures is unbecoming of you.’ right?” You exhale softly, wrapping your arms around Jun’s as you lean into him. “Something like that, yes.”
The two of you fall into a comfortable silence as he guides you through the forest and into the clearing; an old brick mansion coming into view as you step further out.
“Wow… Is this where you’ve been… hiding out?”
Jun chuckles, peering down at you. “Something like that. It’s not much and it hasn’t been kept up for human... inhabitants. There’s enough space for a garden though, perhaps to grow some vegetables?” He clears his throat, hoping you catch what he’s trying to say. “But I think with time and a little effort, we can… figure out how to fix it up for, well, us.”
You grip tightens up on his arm, head tilting up to meet his stare. “Jun… are you sure?”
His dark red pools are soft and gentle, even in the moonlight.
“I mean, you risked your safety to come find me about four times. And if I’m being honest, I quite missed you too. It’s lonely out here and a little too dilapidated for my liking.”
When Jun gets you into the mansion, it’s a quick and fleeting tour around the deteriorating grounds before he turns to you, eyes twinkling as he tugs you up the stairs.
“It’s the only room that’s… intact. I’ve been using it as my personal bedroom.”
He opens the door and pulls you in, letting it slam shut behind you as he tugs you into his chest. “There’s a bed and… well, that’s all we really need, right, sweetheart?”
The two of you share a laugh just as Jun tilts your head up towards him. He leans in close, lips ghosting across your own and you feel your eyes flutter shut as you wait for Jun to kiss you.
It never comes.
Jun’s laugh is breathy and warm against your face and you shyly open your eyes to find his own crimson ones looking at you teasingly.
“But you know, sweetheart, I do have to punish you.”
“W--what? Why, but I didn’t--” Confusion crosses your features as he pulls away; blood going cold when he steps closer to the bed. He takes a seat on the edge, hands neatly folded in his lap.
“Oh, I know, your pretty little head is so confused, huh? But do you remember what I told you before? At the lake, after we’d met for the third time. It was the only rule I ever gave you.”
‘Do not ever trespass into the forest without my permission or my knowledge.’
Oh.
“But--but---”
“Ah, ah, no buts. Now come over here, baby. Over my lap.” The blood rushes to your face again as you curl your fingers into your dress, nodding shakily as you step closer to Jun. You quietly slip your shoes off as he scoots further onto the bed. Nervously, you situate yourself over his lap; ass in the air as you brace yourself on your hands and knees.
“Just a few, okay? I promise I won’t be too harsh on you, sweetheart.”
“O-okay…”
He lifts your dress, letting it bunch up around your waist. His cold hands ghost across your exposed skin as you tremble; already biting your lip at the moan that threatens to spill from you.
Jun can already sense the way you already seem to get aroused just by being propped over him. “Hmm, what is that pretty head of yours thinking, huh? I can smell you getting wet already.” You groan in response, balling your hands into the sheets underneath you.
“Nothing, just… anxious.” He hums in response, bringing his hand down onto you ass as you yelp.
“Guess I should keep you on your toes then, shouldn’t I?”
He soothes the skin; wide palm massaging the red mark blooming onto you. The slight sting bleeds into pleasure as you whine quietly, hoping that Jun doesn’t notice the blood that rushes to your cheeks and the arousal that pools in your lower half.
It’s quiet for beat before Jun brings his hand down onto your skin again, this time a little harder as you mewl his name.
“Sweetheart, this isn’t much of a punishment if you like it, you know.” Jun quips.
“I--s-sorry…”
He brings his hand down onto your ass one last time; eyebrow quirked when you start to rub your thighs together.
“We’ll just have to try something else, okay?”
You’re thankful that Jun knows you like the back of his hand when he doesn’t tie your arms to the bedposts.
He’d tried it once before; deciding it wasn’t for you or for him when he saw the fabric burns on your wrists from how hard you’d been tugging on your restraints.
But you do whimper when he ties the silk around your head, effectively cutting off your vision before he positions himself between your legs.
“Everything okay, sweetheart?”
“Mm… Mmhmm…”
He eyes the wet patch of fabric on your panties, fingertips already pressing into it, a second later. “O-oh!” Your thighs threaten to clamp shut; instead tightening around his waist as he teases you through the fabric.
“It must feel even better now that you can’t see, huh?” Jun pinches your clit through your panties and you can’t help the choked sob that falls from your lips. “J--Jun…”
“Mm, I know, sweetheart.”
He takes pity, placing both of his hands on your panties before he tears the material right off of your body. “I need to prep you still, so be patient.” You nod in response, brows furrowing.
The idea that you couldn’t tell when he’d start touching you had your breath stopping momentarily. You part your lips to speak but you feel Jun’s cold fingertips gliding through your wet folds almost as if he knew what you were going to say. “Ah, Jun…” He gathers the wetness on his fingertips, bringing it up to your clit as he starts rubbing soft and slow circles on the nub.
“You know, it’s going to be a little difficult to get around town once they know you’re copulating with a vampire.” Jun comments teasingly as he positions a finger at your entrance. He sinks the digit in, thrusting it in and out when he feels how wet you are around his finger.
“I---I don’t c-care… They can, ah, s-say all they wa--want…” You retort. “Jus’ want y-you…”
Jun smirks at this, even if you can’t see it. “Should we give them something to look at then, sweetheart?”
He quickly adds another finger, somewhat impatient himself. You nod at his question, moaning out loud when he starts to scissor and curl his fingers into your tight warmth.
“Please, Jun, hurry! I’m so---”
“Shh, I know. Me too. Patience.”
He leans down, lips ghosting across your clavicle as you shiver. You feel his lips on you a second later, already sucking on the skin to leave blooming love bites all over. He keeps his fingers deep inside your pussy, adding his thumb to your clit as you cry out his name.
“Oh g-god, Jun, I---mmph!”
His lips are on yours, swallowing up your moans as you suddenly cum on his fingers; hips canting up as you try to meet the flicks of his wrists.
He groans against your mouth when he feels your walls fluttering around his fingers; salivating at the way your blood smells even sweeter now that you’d already had one orgasm.
Jun pulls away, grinning when he thinks about it.
How much sweeter could your blood get if you came just one more time?
Your stuttered breath brings him out of his thoughts, pulling his fingers from inside of you as you moan at the sudden emptiness. He gives you only a moment to catch your breath before he’s positioning the head of his cock at your entrance.
“J-Jun, ah, I’m---I’m still s-sensitive…”
He teases your hole with the head of his cock; noting the way you raise your hips and try to grind against him. “Oh? So you want me to stop then?”
You bite your lip, already imagining and craving the way his cock filled you up so perfectly. “No, I want you inside of me, now.” He laughs boisterously, shaking his head at the way you flip flop your feelings.
“You’re the queen of the house now, I suppose.”
He sinks his cock into you, a groan on his lips when he feels how wet you are around his cock. “Ngh, sweetheart… I don’t think I’m going to last very long…” He mutters; already starting a rhythmic pace when he feels your walls clamping down onto him.
“M-me too… But--but it’s okay… I wanna feel you.” You gulp, “And--and I wanna… feel you f-feed. It’s been a-a while, hasn’t it?” Your voice is soft and small to Jun’s ears and he feels his cock throbbing at the mere idea. It wasn’t that he’d never fed from you before, either; it was just that he tried to supplement his feeds from different sources so as to not wear you out.
It’d been a good long while since you’d offered yourself. Granted, part of that was because of his own decisions.
“Are you sure, sweetheart? I don’t have to if you’re not up for it.” He offers gently. Jun knew your limits as much as he craved you.
“N-no, I want you t-to… It kinda makes m-me feel, hah, g-good too…”
The blush eats away at your cheeks and you moan loudly once Jun angles his thrusts perfectly to tap your g-spot. “Oh, god, right t-there!”
Jun leans over you again, however this time he tugs at the loose knot on your blindfold; tossing the material off. “You’ve been so good for me, sweetheart. I think you deserve your vision back, hmm?” He kisses your cheek once before he pulls away.
His lips fall into a gentle smile; the complete opposite of the way his hips seem to piston into you quicker. “Jun, I’m---I’m so close…” Whispering, you let your eyes readjust to the soft moonlight filtering in through the windows. A sheen of sweat covers Jun’s skin, lips parted in shaky breaths when he feels himself getting close to cumming as well.
“Mmh, sweetheart, I’m g-going to feed, okay?” You nod feverishly in response, tilting your head to the side to give him space.
Jun leans in, lips on your skin as he sucks more love bites onto the column of your throat. Your eyes flutter shut by reflex, soft moans spilling from your lips at the feeling.
“Now they’ll really know you belong to me. And so will the other vampires and creatures that dare lurk anywhere near our part of the forest.” His words are slightly muffled against your skin; barely audible between your moans that grow louder and the sound of his hips snapping into you.
He feels your walls tightening around him, a tell tale sign that you were close to an orgasm.
“J-Jun!” You cry; tension snapping in your body at the same time that Jun draws his fangs out and sinks them into your neck.
There’s a rush of sensations going through your body as your toes curl behind his back and your mouth falls open in a silent scream. Your walls flutter around his cock and the subtle pain of his fangs digging into your skin as he feeds from you melds into pleasure when he cums too; cock throbbing inside your pussy as he cums inside of you.
His eyes roll back at the absolute pleasure that washes over him.
Jun was right, after all; your blood tasted even sweeter after two orgasms.
He draws his fangs back in a few moments later, tongue lapping at the wound until it seals over. You mewl in response as you ride out the remnants of your orgasm, soft breaths the only thing you can muster at the fuzziness that takes over your body.
Jun’s hips grind against you as he peppers small kisses all over your throat and clavicle; adding more blooming marks to your skin as you whine.
“Ju--Jun ‘m really sen--sensitive now…” Mumbling, you try to fight off the sleep that threatens to take you; arms and legs feeling like dead weight.
“You did so well for me, baby. Thank you.” He slides his cock from your pussy, watching the way his cum spill to the sheets underneath you.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, hmm? And maybe find some new sheets somewhere around here, if we can.”
Jun draws you a warm bath; thankful that the grounds were abundant with fire wood and a working water pump.
He carries you to the bathroom wrapped in the soiled bed sheets -- a sheepish smile on his face when he lets you down onto your feet.
“I’m sorry, love. I can’t say I was expecting you today otherwise I would’ve prepared a little better.” You smile warmly in response, “Jun it’s okay, really, it’s not a big deal.”
He holds your hand as you step into the warm water, making sure you didn’t slip or fall. “I know, I just… I haven’t really had a chance to fix this place up, is all. Figured it’d just be me.”
Jun pulls up a small stool, sitting next to you outside of the tub as he gently starts massaging your tired shoulders. “Your neck is also quite pretty with my marks all over it now though, I will say.” He laughs teasingly, tilting your head towards himself until he can press a chaste kiss against your lips.
“Speaking of…” You mumble as you pull away slightly, “Regardless of what the townspeople say, I’m not too keen on going around with all these blotches on my neck, Jun! Your bite mark is the least of my concerns!”
He rolls his eyes, kissing you once more before he pulls away to grab the soap to wash your hair. “No worries, sweetheart. I know this might be hard to believe, but I’ve a friend a little ways away. Name’s Seokmin. He’s a warlock and quite the unsuspecting fellow. Must be his smile, although I’ll admit he’s quite charming in his own ways. I’ll have him go into town and get some things for us in the meantime. Maybe some seeds and herbs from his garden, as well.”
You quirk a brow at him, watching the way he collects bubbles on his hands before he brings them to your hair. “Since when were you so chummy with the enchanter types?”
Jun snorts; fingertips massaging your scalp as you moan and lean into his touch.
“Seokmin runs my errands around town and I play along with his little experiments. It’s all about balance out here, sweetheart. But don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.”
