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@vrclok
🩸 Independent, selective and private Domingo Vrolok Rp from the Chilean soap opera titled "Count Vrolok"
🩸 OC friendly, multiship
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🩸 Please read carrd before interacting, any questions, don't hesitate to ask
🩸 Discord available for mutuals!
"There's no need to worry," the Count replied huskily, tenderly groping her buttocks, "I want you... And anything that comes with you," he added softly as he licked the tender flesh.
He closed his eyes at feeling Calondra's fingers in his hair, and so he tugged at her nipple with his lips before sucking a little bit roughly, trying to get her mind off of protection.
Grabbing her soft thighs, he stroked the inner side sensually, kissing all the way down to her navel, still thrusting all the while.
Domingo went all the way back to her lips and kissed her intensely, his fingers stroking her intimately before going back to the soft roundness of her breasts, rubbing her nipples between his fingers with the touch of a devoted lover, his thrusts becoming a little harder.
"Everything for your pleasure," he uttered as he moved inside her, his own building for him with every movement, his lips trailing closer to her ear, "kiss me. And touch me whenever you want to, Calondra..."
His nostrils dilated as he took in the scent of her skin, warm and inviting like food just out of the oven. Hmm... He could get used to it. And her belly growing bigger and rounder with their child inside of her. At the prospect, his hips collided with hers a bit faster, moaning into her ear as he whispered,
"Tell me what you want."
reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted
DIFFERENT KINDS OF KISSES * send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt, nsfw implied
[ soothe ] sender kisses receiver to stop them from shaking
[ forehead ] sender tenderly kisses receiver's forehead
[ brief ] sender sneaks a kiss to receiver's cheek as they walk by
[ brow ] sender kisses the bridge of receiver's eyebrow
[ impossible ] sender kisses receiver as a final gesture, knowing they can't be together
[ hiding ] sender checks the area around them before kissing receiver, trying not to get caught
[ handful ] sender peppers the receiver's cheek with multiple, playful kisses
[ line ] sender draws a trail of kisses down the length of receiver's shoulderblade and up their neck
[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them
[ side ] sender places a kiss on the side of receiver's nose
[ tip ] sender kisses the tip of receiver's nose
[ underside ] sender leans in and places a suggestive kiss just under receiver's jawline
[ giggle ] sender starts tickling and kissing the receiver all over in order to make them laugh
[ knuckle ] sender lifts receiver's hand to their lips and places a polite kiss there
[ last ditch ] right before receiver leaves for battle, sender rushes into their arms and kisses them desperately
[ the middle ] in the midst of a battle, sender steals a second alone with receiver and kisses them to reassure them
[ dreamy ] sender and receiver indulge in a handful of slow, romantic kisses
[ darkness ] sender and receiver makeout in a completely dark room
[ ear ] sender nuzzles and kisses receiver's ear
[ recline ] sender climbs ontop of receiver and steals a kiss
[ lazy ] sender kisses receiver to wake them up from a comfortable sleep
[ dramatics ] as sender and receiver argue back and forth, sender launches forward and kisses receiver to stop the fight
[ distance ] across a large space, sender blows receiver a kiss
[ hold ] sender and receiver are hugging, and sender kisses receiver on the cheek in a tender display
[ regret ] sender and receiver start to kiss, but sender backs away in the middle of it, knowing it's a bad idea
[ reunion ] thinking they'd never see each other again, sender and receiver are reunited and run into each other's arms, sharing a kiss
[ inner ] in a heated moment, sender trails kisses along receiver's inner thigh
[ lovebite ] in the midst of kissing receiver's neck, sender changes tactics and gives them a tender little bite
[ greeting ] sender and receiver greet each other with kisses to both cheeks in quick succession
[ bunny ] sender gives receiver a bunny kiss by rubbing their noses together back and forth
[ supportive ] sender kisses the top of receiver's head
[ fingertips ] sender places light kisses to each of receiver's fingertips
[ tongue ] sender and receiver indulge in a heavy makeout that involves tongue
[ first time ] sender leans in and kisses receiver for the first time
[ final ] sender and receiver share a kiss for the very last time, and they know it's their last
[ storm ] caught in the midst of a torrential downpour, sender can't help but close the distance and kiss receiver in the rain
[ scar ] sender sees one of receiver's scars for the first time and gently kisses it
[ desperate ] the situation is dire, and sender can't stop themselves from rushing forward and crushing receiver into an aggressive, frantic kiss
[ tend ] while tending to receiver's wounds, sender gives receiver a reassuring kiss
[ stolen ] sender and receiver cross paths and can't resist ducking into a safe place to makeout before they carry on with their day
[ irresistable ] sender taunts receiver by easing closer, promising a kiss, and then backing away, making receiver chase their lips
[ lipstick ] sender is wearing lipstick, and uses that fact to mark receiver with a few lipstick stains
[ chest ] sender removes receiver's shirt and immediately rushes forward to kiss their chest
[ shivering ] sender places small kisses all over receiver's stomach
[ fake ] sender and receiver pretend to be a couple and are forced to kiss each other to blend in
[ maybe ] sender and receiver are best friends and experiment with a kiss to see where it goes
Hey guys!
I'm sorry for my absence, but I'm currently going through a rough time and it has kept me from RPing. I hope to be back into the swing of things soon!
Thank you for your patience.
"Oh, Calondra..." Domingo murmured as he sucked harder, with a mixture of tenderness and hunger as his hands grabbed her behind to go even deeper inside her, with a growl from the depths of his throat.
Now buried deep inside her slick heat, his thrusts became demanding, his hips snapping forward as he moved, paying the same homage to the other nipple.
Covered in a light sheen of sweat, his body glistened under the candlelight as he kept his pace, thrusting back and forth, the bedsheets sliding down to his bare waist.
"There's no need to worry," the Count replied huskily, tenderly groping her buttocks, "I want you... And anything that comes with you," he added softly as he licked the tender flesh.
He closed his eyes at feeling Calondra's fingers in his hair, and so he tugged at her nipple with his lips before sucking a little bit roughly, trying to get her mind off of protection.
Grabbing her soft thighs, he stroked the inner side sensually, kissing all the way down to her navel, still thrusting all the while.
"Let yourself be," Domingo murmured as he relished the sensation of her flesh pressed against his, his bare back moving under her touch with his thrusts, "if you have to cry out, do so. If you want to laugh, please do. Don't stay quiet, my dear Calondra," the Count smiled, his lips pressing against the warm skin of her throat.
Her blood sang to him, almost beckoning him to bite, calling to him. His lips parted, exposing his teeth, stroking the warm flesh as he followed the blue trace of a vein, kissing the spot.
The music of her pulse was hypnotic, and so he listened to it for a moment, counting the beats of her heart and covering her neck with eager kisses.
"I want to hear you," the vampire uttered in a low voice as he moved up to her ear, "I want to hear the sounds of your pleasure."
The Count tilted his pelvis to get a new angle and thrust into her sensitive spots, moving up and down, his mane framing his face almost like a wild animal's as he did so.
Her whimpers were music to his ears and he finally exposed his fangs, sinking them into the tender skin of her breasts so she could see as he drank enough to feel fed, but not to cause any serious injury.
"Calondra..." Domingo moaned as he kept thrusting, a gravely sound from the depths of his throat, sensing her heartbeat in his ears and her blood in his mouth.
if o --- only i had g ---- gott ---- gotten here s --- soo -- sooner.
"What do you mean by that, dear Valerie?" the Count questioned gently, taking one of her hands in his to caress it, "what's wrong?"
Izumi Shikibu, from a diary entry featured in Japanese Poetic Diaries; The Diary of Izumi Shikibu
Domingo growled lowly in approval as his lips joined hers in an open-mouthed kiss, devouring her mouth. He smirked into the kiss, knowing that she'd be satisfied after they were done as he thrust into her rhythmically, once, twice and then a third time.
"And you're so tight and damp for me," the Count whispered, groaning in delight, his hands running down her shoulders to her arms as he pulled her closer to him.
"Touch me, Calondra," he added softly, wanting to feel her hands all over him, "let me feel you."
"Let yourself be," Domingo murmured as he relished the sensation of her flesh pressed against his, his bare back moving under her touch with his thrusts, "if you have to cry out, do so. If you want to laugh, please do. Don't stay quiet, my dear Calondra," the Count smiled, his lips pressing against the warm skin of her throat.
Her blood sang to him, almost beckoning him to bite, calling to him. His lips parted, exposing his teeth, stroking the warm flesh as he followed the blue trace of a vein, kissing the spot.
The music of her pulse was hypnotic, and so he listened to it for a moment, counting the beats of her heart and covering her neck with eager kisses.
"I want to hear you," the vampire uttered in a low voice as he moved up to her ear, "I want to hear the sounds of your pleasure."
"What?" Domingo smirked, satisfied with himself, "will you stab me with your blade? I am not afraid of you, Blake, and I'm not afraid of the people in this town. I will end you if necessary, I'll have no remorse for it, believe me."
His laughter was louder than before as he thought about Calondra with absolute delight. "You can bet it will not happen, she is with me now. She might be with child soon, and we will be a family. Isn't that delightful?"
He dropped his cane and came closer to the other man, grabbing him by his vest.
"Try to get near her and you won't live to see another day. Are we clear?"
"... You... You'e giving her a child?" His heart dropped with the realization. It was the truest way to his beloved's heart. If Calondra knew of his intent... then she would do near anything to keep Domingo's eye on her. His face flushed with pure fury.
"You're lying... right? You haven't actually slept with my wife, have you?" His hand tensed around the knife, ready to swing at moment's notice. But before he could do anything, Domingo gripped his vest.
"She is my wife! You are threatening to kill me for wanting my wife back!"
"She's a free woman!" Domingo roared with rage, throwing the other man to the ground next to a tree, "if you treated her well, she wouldn't have left you!"
"I haven't lied. That comes with you humans, not vampires. I slept with her, I plan on giving her a child and you won't stop that," the vampire seethed, clenching his teeth. He circled around Blake like a caged tiger, growling low in his throat.
"Move with me," the Count whispered as he thrust again, encouraged by her whimper, his hands moving to the small of her back and hovering over her behind, his mouth descending in a humid trail of kisses across her neck and between her breasts, "and kiss me wherever you want to."
His eyes searched for hers from his vantage point, wanting to make sure she was feeling pleasure as well, looking deep into her eyes as he took one nipple between his lips, sucking on it gently as he kept his teeth - and fangs - out of the way.
"Oh, Calondra..." Domingo murmured as he sucked harder, with a mixture of tenderness and hunger as his hands grabbed her behind to go even deeper inside her, with a growl from the depths of his throat.
Now buried deep inside her slick heat, his thrusts became demanding, his hips snapping forward as he moved, paying the same homage to the other nipple.
Covered in a light sheen of sweat, his body glistened under the candlelight as he kept his pace, thrusting back and forth, the bedsheets sliding down to his bare waist.
Domingo then kissed both of her breasts, licking around the sensitive flesh to stimulate it, encouraged by her hands in his hair as he slid inside her once more with a moan of relief and desire.
"Oh, how I want you..." Domingo whispered as he rained kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her shoulders. His breath was hot and heavy against her skin. Being wanted by a beautiful woman was not new to him, but it was always intoxicating.
Domingo growled lowly in approval as his lips joined hers in an open-mouthed kiss, devouring her mouth. He smirked into the kiss, knowing that she'd be satisfied after they were done as he thrust into her rhythmically, once, twice and then a third time.
"And you're so tight and damp for me," the Count whispered, groaning in delight, his hands running down her shoulders to her arms as he pulled her closer to him.
"Touch me, Calondra," he added softly, wanting to feel her hands all over him, "let me feel you."
"I've had practice, little one," the Count smiled at her before concentrating on the next chapter, "would you like me to stop, or would you prefer I read to you until you fall asleep?"
He only knew her name, it was true, but she reminded him of a small Montserrat nonetheless. She'd been only five years old when he'd rescued her from becoming a vampire... And this girl would be safe as well.
"Mmm... Could you read until I fall asleep? Nobody's ever done that for me before and I... I would like to know what it feels like." Just once. Just one time she would like to know what it was like for someone to want you around. Even as her eyes were already threatening to close, she forced herself awake just to hear his response.
"... Count Vrolok," always the polite one, "May I stay here one more day after this? I will be good and you won't even know I'm here. It's just... It's really n-nice here." Luna wasn't accustomed to comfort and kindness. Even the simplicity of being read a bedtime story was like a dream.
"Please."
"You may stay here as long as you want, Luna. This bed, the books, everything you ask for will be yours to keep," he added softly, his smile growing wider until his eyes crinkled, giving her a warm look before he went back to reading.
"Oh dear, what nonsense I’m talking!”
Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door.
Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again.
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself,” said Alice, “a great girl like you,” (she might well say this), “to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!” But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the hall."
The Count grinned to himself as he made sure to do the best impersonation of Alice that he could, crossing his long legs as he got comfortable in his armchair.
The vampire laughed cooly at the other man, eyeing the blade he was gripping at with narrowed eyes.
"Of course, whatever eases your mind, sir," Domingo whispered as he leaned back, "if you only knew what happened between us last night, I would not be so adamant about her loyalty... She's a lady, for sure. And a very passionate one, indeed," he gorged in Blake's fear and uncertainty, fiddling with his gentleman's cane.
"What could they possibly hear that they haven't before? After all, people in this town are quick to talk about the first thing they're told."
"... If she was in your bed for even a moment, it was because you tricked her. I know my wife and I know that she wouldn't have gone easily," Or at all, as he had to keep telling himself. If he believed for a second that Calondra was unfaithful, then the fury that rose up couldn't be swallowed. He would explode. And then there would be no controlling his violence.
"You... You didn't. She didn't. She wouldn't." Blake murmured, more trying to convince himself than anyone else.
"They may talk, but don't you think they would do a lot worse if they knew what you were? Wouldn't they be all the more suspicious of their missing loved ones? Return my wife to me and I will keep your secret. But if another goes past..." He sneered, once more clutching the blade close to his chest.
"What?" Domingo smirked, satisfied with himself, "will you stab me with your blade? I am not afraid of you, Blake, and I'm not afraid of the people in this town. I will end you if necessary, I'll have no remorse for it, believe me."
His laughter was louder than before as he thought about Calondra with absolute delight. "You can bet it will not happen, she is with me now. She might be with child soon, and we will be a family. Isn't that delightful?"
He dropped his cane and came closer to the other man, grabbing him by his vest.
"Try to get near her and you won't live to see another day. Are we clear?"
All it took was one deep thrust and he was finally inside her, growling low in his throat in satisfaction as he relished her warm and moist tightness, reveling in it before he started to thrust.
"Calondra..." Domingo purred, his eyes bright with desire as he moved, one hand shifting to caress her back while the other stroked her rosy cheek.
"Move with me," the Count whispered as he thrust again, encouraged by her whimper, his hands moving to the small of her back and hovering over her behind, his mouth descending in a humid trail of kisses across her neck and between her breasts, "and kiss me wherever you want to."
His eyes searched for hers from his vantage point, wanting to make sure she was feeling pleasure as well, looking deep into her eyes as he took one nipple between his lips, sucking on it gently as he kept his teeth - and fangs - out of the way.
"I'm sure she will not mind," Domingo whispered as his feverish eyes darted after hers, his smirk growing wider as he kissed her hungrily, his teeth tugging at her bottom lip.
He took Calondra in his arms as the kiss lingered, depositing her on the sheets and following after her in bed, his body looming over hers before Domingo started trailing kisses all over her body, to arouse her, to elicit desire in her.
"Say you want me as I do," he sighed against her breasts, his lips hovering over her nipple.
"I... I want you. I want you so bad." Calondra agreed as his lips pressed against her skin. With a soft sigh, the woman reached out to draw him closer. Of course, she felt foolish. Of course, she knew how dangerous just allowing herself to get so close was.
Part of it was the escape. Was the fact that she would be trying life again and maybe this time, properly enjoying it. But part of it was simply that he seemed so interested. That she could read every inch of his desire on his face. That she was wanted. And that was more than enough.
Domingo then kissed both of her breasts, licking around the sensitive flesh to stimulate it, encouraged by her hands in his hair as he slid inside her once more with a moan of relief and desire.
"Oh, how I want you..." Domingo whispered as he rained kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her shoulders. His breath was hot and heavy against her skin. Being wanted by a beautiful woman was not new to him, but it was always intoxicating.
