Tina, but make it NSFW. Read pinned messages if you’re interested in what will be on this blog. THIS IS A NSFW BLOG. Minors don’t interact. May include vore/G/t. While I don’t see these things sexually they’re what I normally write and what I’ll most likely tie to NSFW work.
TW: NSFW, contains mentions of sensual intimacy between two adult consenting partners. No sex but some allusions to arousal. Slight biting, blood mentions. MDNI.
“You…you are mine,” the vampire growled deep and low. There was no threat in his words. It was simple fact, a plain explanation of what would transpire next.
Fern shuddered as the massive man’s head approached his, rich and earthy skin accenting the glow of his eyes even more. Navy coils of hair draped around his neck, shifting like snakes. The vampire’s lips pulled back into a gleaming grin. He leaned n closer, so close now his hair fell into Fern’s face. He could feel breath on his neck, his heart beating against his skin. Fern sucked in a breath.
“I am going to devour you~”
The low rumbled sentence sent Fern’s nerves into a panic. He became all too aware of the wall at his back, the thick musk of cologne cleaning to his clean shaven captor, the lights of the dining room revealing the disarray of a chase that led him here. Pinned against a wall by a giant, starving vampire. His skin felt on end, warmed by the vampire’s closeness and something much more primal coursing through his veins. He stifled a whimper.
Then came a wet heat. It was slight at first, the feeling of a warm rag against his skin. It pressed against his sweat-slicked neck, earning a shiver in response. Fern groaned. The heat pulled away with a purring chuckle from the vampire. Fern felt cool air lick at his skin in the lull of contact, a deep part of him longing for it again.
The heat returned with a new intensity this time, drowning his mind in sensation. Before it had been a brush, a caress, but now it was a suck. Deep and powerful and starving, drawing his skin beyond lips and teeth and tongue all too eager to take him then and there. Fern’s limbs squirmed again, a hitching gasp the only sound he could manage. Amidst the heat, there was a pause, and a very definite prick against his skin. Hardly painful, but definitely noticeable. A new warmth seeped down the side of his neck, and Fern caught the scent of copper.
Fern shuddered again, his entire body fighting itself to move. After a moment, he felt words leave his lips before he could register them-
“Bean pole!”
All at once, the sensations ceased. Vincent’s eyes came back into focus, fuzzier than they had been before. Gone was the vampire lord. Here was his adorably concerned partner.
“You okay?” Vincent asked, and the pressure holding Fern up to his eye level relented. Vincent lowered to a crouch over the human, still shaking from the intensity of their latest scene.
Fern, still catching his breath, nodded, sinking into Vincent’s arms. He could feel Vincent’s arms wrap around his back, head turning against his neck.
“Fern, talk to me-“
“I’m fine, big man,” Fern sighed, burying his head into Vincent’s neck. His cologne bathed Fern with a rounding familiarity. “You didn’t bite too hard, just…I think I need…a sec…”
Fern could feel Vincent shoulders sink with a heavy sigh. For a moment, they remained there, holding each other. Then fern pulled away. He was greeted with a face nearly as big as his torso closely leaning over him. Vincent’s eyes trailed to the nape of Fern’s neck.
“Fern, I-“ Vincent fussed softly, “you’re bleeding!”
Fern was whisked off the ground before he could breathe another word, left to cling to Vincent’s neck while he was carried away from the ruined dining room behind them. Fern closed his eyes, melting into the pampering that was sure to come. He could hear the heavy oak of the bathroom door open, and inhaled sharply as he was settled onto the marble counter. Vincent’s eyes fell to his again, concerned, only to realized it had been a gasp of cold, not pain.
“You’re so cute when you’re worried about me~,” Fern jeered, lifting his dangling legs while Vincent busied himself scouring through the cabinets for something. He crossed them under himself, leaning back on splayed hands. “Did you want to keep going? I can keep playing helpless, if you wanna~.”
Vincent turned his head to give Fern a bemused smirk. He shook his head, “No, I think I had my fun for tonight…maybe later we can try that one again,” he chuckled. His eyes trailed back to the medical supplies. Fern felt a warmth stir in his gut, watching Vincent be so diligent towards his wellbeing. Gods, he’s sweet… His eyes trailed to a mirror to the side. Fern frowned as he looked himself over.
He’d looked better. There was a small stream of blood going down the right side of his cheek-absolutely lathered with a thick layer of drool. His skin prickled at the sight. That had been so exciting. The rush of heat, of fear, of sensations…but Vincent was right to be concerned, fern looked exhausted.
“Ah,” the voice pulled fern from his musing. Vincent stepped to him, gauze in-hand.
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It didn’t take long for Vincent to clean the wounds and give Fern a good bandage. It took much longer for fern to convince Vincent he really was fine. Still, Vincent insisted on giving Fern a bath before bed-Fern obliged. He did love the attention… Now he was nestled against Vincent’s chest, the thick cologne now replaced with the smell of leathery coconuts. Fern buried himself into Vincent’s chest, not ignoring the soft purr in response. Oh yes, he’d have to face the vampire lord again…
Not terribly NSFW but mildly because I don’t wanna have kids or someone young asking me questions about this nasty little man.
It’s really rare Fern decides to top someone tbh, and if you’re seeing this view you’ve really got a special spot in his heart... Or you’re a good lay and he enjoys teasing the hell out of you. Either way, you’re closer to him than most XD.
So here, I’m a ghost on this account but enjoy this gross lil doodle. TwT
Hi, I would just like to say that there will be no images or videos of the tragedy on 9/11, or any tragedy on this page. There will be no propoganda. This is a safe space if that material is triggering or makes you uncomfortable.
On that same vein let me add this: Recognizing what evil actions a person took, no matter their background is a good first step but it does NOT give you the right to act aggressively or violently towards others who have done no wrong. The past is what it was. People did terrible things to each other. The present is all we have to control. What matters now is respecting and understanding those around you as they are. This includes people of different race, belief, orientation, disabilities, all of that. Be better. Be kind.
(Copying and pasting this from my server; I’m kind of overwhelmed so I’m gonna be quiet for a little bit. But I wanted to reassure folks I am okay)
So!! Hi everyone, as you can probably tell I’m back more or less. Things have really been tense on the home front the past few days, and I’m really happy that I’m able to be back online at all, especially before the month “deadline” my parents set.
I don’t really want to go into the specifics here, so if anyone feels like they need or want an explanation to help ease any concerns, please reach out to me. I’ve spoken to a few people already, so they know what’s going on. These people know who they are.
I’d appreciate those people keeping things quiet for my privacy. If you think you know one of these people, please don’t pressure them, or ask them for information. It’s not their burden to explain, it’s mine.
I’m deeply sorry for any stress or worry this situation may have brought about. I spoke up thinking I wouldn’t be back for the rest of the month, if ever while I was home. I really appreciate your guys’ well wishes and concern. It means...a lot knowing I had folks supporting me ;v;.
Gotta keep this quick but if you don’t hear from me here don’t feel like it’s you. I’m at hone with COVID. I got in trouble with my folks over “lying about liking the vore thing” and now I’m grounded because they “pay for everything and don’t support what I’m doing so I shouldn’t have access to my social media if this is what I’m going to do”
I’m 21 and I’m grounded.
It’s bs, I know, but this is just an explanation post for you guys. I’m really sorry to those who I have ideas going with... I care about them so much, and it pains me I can’t get to them ;; I should be back online in abt a month.
Thanks for understanding; I’ll be back when I can.
I can’t be the only one who is/has OCs that thirst for big demon beast Risto, at his absolutely biggest with that cocky grin on his face- Can’t be the only one with OCs who’d love to tease and wipe that big smirk off his face, either~ ~TLT
I especially love that part of wiping that big smirk off his face 😏
Big ol Risto certainly deserves someone to put him in his place, once in a while. One way or another.