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Delicate (Nightmare)
Dr. Jonathan Reid x Reader
warnings & contents: smut; mentions of blood; mentions of unaliving; no plot; no mentions of y/n; just a blurb.
a/n: so once Louise, one of NPCs, asked if “vampires can even fuck;” I spiraled from there. Chances are it’s not a high-quality smut either due to how inexperienced I am in writing this genre lol As always, proceed at your own risk. Minors DNI!!
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The flimsy hospital bed in his lavish cabinet squeaks with a certain rhythm underneath the weight of two bodies, and you whimper as your legs attempt to close after one more thrust. Jonathan groans like an animal, and you feel his sharp teeth grazing along the delicate skin of your neck. He doesn’t bite—each time he leans down to your throat, dragging his tongue across it from time to time feverishly, he entertains the thought of sucking you dry but ends up building up the tension further instead, teasing both of you relentlessly. Adrenaline rushes up your veins as you doubt at moments if his willpower would be enough to keep you alive throughout this fling.
His bloodshot eyes are half-lidded as his hips push into you harder, and he forgets about having inhuman strength for a second—enough not to break you but making your body shudder, nevertheless. You open your mouth for another hopeless cry, but you get no opportunity to get louder as the good doctor presses his palm on your mouth, shutting you up for good.
“Quiet,” Reid grunts through his greeted teeth.
Right. You are in the hospital; after all, the patients need their rest.
You fist the worn-out bedsheets instead and attempt to bite his hand in the unbearable heat his touch installs upon you. He replies by digging his sharp nails into your thighs, so you squirm and curse eloquently, although your words are muffled; a shy drop of blood streams down your thigh as his grip on your body tightens. You bet he can smell it—so he gasps and shivers a second later, his movements erratic, and your eyes roll back into your scull as he pushes you over the edge. Hard. Climax makes your mind go blank, and before you get too loud, you feel his hand squeezing your neck—just enough so you’d choke on your cry.
The good doctor keeps his hand on your throat for a couple of moments more as he follows you suit and lets himself go next—like the bloody gentleman he is—and your hips falter as you feel his orgasm, your nails risking to tear the skin on his wrist for air access. Reid sighs hoarsely—and at once loosens his grip on you sharply, fearful of injuring you, as soon as he starts coming to his senses after the intensity of intercourse.
You gasp and cough while filling up your lungs with oxygen again as he leans onto you with no control over his body weight.
Soon, his hand starts trailing up your leg soothingly, counting all the wild marks he left on you tonight. Jonathan then breathes onto your neck and presses his lips under your earlobe.
“I’ll patch you up,” he promises affectionately. His voice sounds hoarse and slightly broken.
You slide your hand over his shoulder blades in acknowledgment as you groan breathlessly, too frazzled to react in any other way.
#vampyr#dr. jonathan reid#jonathan reid#jonathan reid x reader#x reader#imagine#jonathan reid imagine#reader insert#smut#x you smut#x you#drabble#vampyr imagine
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"MESMERISM: One of the most powerful abilities a vampire can deploy is the capacity to force a mortal to obey them. I call this trait mesmerism, but it has nothing to do with the mortal ability to alter a subject's mental state. A vampire can bend a mortal to their will, and they can even break a mind. [...] The possibilities are endless... and frightening." — Dr. Edgar Swansea, "Article on Ekons" / Vampyr (2018)
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BioShock/Sinking City/Vampyr: The Plan
While Andrew Ryan looks out onto the remains of his city and contemplates what his dream has become, Jack, Liz, Porter, Eleanor, Tenenbaum, Artemis, Reid, and Ashbury have a meeting to discuss their next move.
There are four factions now in play in Rapture, including their group in Minerva's Den. The most concerning of these is Orrin Lutwidge, and his hired killers, the Diamond Partners. The rumor mill says that Lutwidge is working on some big project. They are currently holed up in Arcadia, despite the fact that it's crawling with Mutants.
The dissolution of the Rapture Family saw most of its members return to their previous existence as roaming splicers, each on their own and hungry for ADAM. Most of these either became Mutants, or victims of the Mutants.
However, a good number of former Rapture Family members have created a new cult: The Church of the Son of Ryan. Based off a series of audio diaries by the late Simon Wales (Before the Lamb I-V), the Children believe that a piece of God left Him to become the Demiurge and jumpstart life on Earth and the bloody, painful process of Evolution.
After God learned of the Demiurge's actions, He banished it to the ocean. After thousands of years, Andrew Ryan came along and built Rapture right by the Demiurge's resting place. The ADAM slugs came from the Demiurge, allowing the citizens of Rapture to splice themselves and gain power, hastening the fall of Rapture. Now, with Eleanor Lamb having abandoned the Rapture Family, the members of the Church of the Son of Ryan have put their faith in Jack, that he will return to Rapture to save them.
The last and most mysterious group in Rapture is the remaining Big Sisters. They keep completely to themselves in the Little Sister Orphanages, and anyone who ventures inside is never seen again.
The end goal of Jack and Co. is to cure the remaining splicers and the Mutants, if possible, then evacuate everyone to the surface, and finally activate Rapture's self-destruct, ending the nightmare once and for all.
With the first version of SERPENT killing Mutants, Tenenbaum needs to make a new version of it that will cure them as well as the Splicers. Thankfully, she has Dr. Reid, who has been studying the new ADAM responsible for the Mutants, and also the original Thinker to aid her.
Also, rather than going through Rapture building by building and curing each Splicer and Mutant with a dart, it would be much simpler to create an aerosol version of SERPENT and distribute it throughout all of Rapture using the ventilation systems in Arcadia. Just as producing a drinkable plasmid takes ten times as much ADAM as making an injectable plasmid, so making an aerosol ADAM product uses ten times as much ADAM again!
Thankfully, through the efforts of Subject Artemis and the robotic Little Sisters, they have an absolutely disgusting amount of ADAM to work with. In fact, they have enough to not only make enough SERPENT 2.0 to cure all of Rapture, but they've got enough for Jack, Eleanor, and Porter to splice with the stronger plasmids and become every bit as powerful as Artemis is.
Their main goal is to cure Rapture's surviving Splicers and Mutants. To accomplish that goal, they will need all the help they can get to overcome Lutwidge, the Diamond Partners, and the Mutants in Arcadia to put the new SERPENT into the air supply. The plan is four-fold.
Tenenbaum and Dr. Reid will stay in Minerva's Den to work on the new SERPENT and to be the "chair guys" of the rest of Jack and Co.
While there are eight of them, Jack and Co. will need more on their side if they want to take Arcadia from Lutwidge and his people. To that effect, Jack intends on recruiting the Church of the Son of Ryan to their side. After all, he is actually there to save them. Though if things go wrong, Artemis will be there to help him.
The Big Sisters would be a great asset to their side, and as Eleanor is one herself, she may be able to convince them to aid Jack and Co. If that falls through, however, Porter will be her back-up.
And finally, they need to learn just what Lutwidge is up to. In the months prior to Jack and Co.'s return to Rapture, Lutwidge has been moving around a lot and sending his Diamond Partners out on missions all over Rapture. And yet, the Mutants in each new base haven't wiped them out. Somehow, Lutwidge is keeping them from going after him and the Diamond Partners.
To find out why, Liz and Lady Ashbury, will be going out and using their talents in stealth and infiltration to uncover Lutwidge's secrets and learn what he is planning. Neither Jack or Dr. Reid are fans of the idea, but they need answers, and the "Elizabeths" are the best they've got for the job.
After resupplying and Jack, Eleanor, and Porter splicing up to reach Artemis' level, the four groups say their goodbyes and go out into Rapture, Tenenbaum and Dr. Reid watching along with the other denizens of Minerva's Den. Andrew Ryan himself watches silently as his son goes back out into the nightmare he has created.
#bioshock#bioshock 2#jack wynand#elizabeth#jackabeth#vampyr#dr. jonathan reid#lady ashbury#eleanor lamb#subject sigma#charles milton porter#orrin lutwidge#protector trials#bioshock multiplayer#the audio diaries referenced are from a group of them that werent included in the final take of bioshock 2#they can be listened to in the official bioshock wiki though
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Do I have a type?
#jonathan crane#jonathon crane x reader#scarecrow#scarecrow x reader#dr spencer reid#spencer reid criminal minds#criminal minds x reader#criminal minds#spencer reid x reader#q james bond#quartermaster x reader#quartermaster#matthew gray gubler#ben whishaw#cillian murphy#sapiosexual
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it's been a long time since i played this and i'm still obsessed with these two......
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I love Dr. Reid
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So confirmation. Geoffrey is around two inches shorter than Jonathan. I managed to get them standing side by side in the cemetery then took a photo from the back.
But Geoffrey is obviously broader in the shoulders and chest.
(addendum - also note Jonathan is slouching a little, as shown by the sloped shoulders. So he could be even taller.)
Hope that helps fic writers and artists!
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The sunrise
warning : tiny angst, comfort, fluff, kissing, no use of Y/n
Jonathan Reid x fem!reader
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The sun would soon rise in the sky over London, allowing the city to breathe and, for a moment, restore its beauty. The nurse's gaze was both joyful and concerned as she looked to her doctor and love who stood opposite her. His gaze full of concentration as he tended to the last patient on his shift.
His night shift, which was every day, would be over by the time the sun came up. There was only one brief moment the two of them had together. The time when they met like two worlds.
When his darkness met the sun and their sun met his darkness. ,,That's it nurse Crane I'm going to call it a day" he announced to the older nurse who gave him an understandable look and said ,,You two take some time off and I'll see you on the next shift" before moving on to the next patient.
The concentration drained from his greyish green eyes as he looked to his love. A loving look settled into his eyes and she saw his lips twist into a small smile. She smiled back at him knowingly, looking forward to their kelin ritual.
He went ahead to the main hallway up the wooden stairs to his office. She followed him unobtrusively and was with him again when his office door closed. ,,I thought it would never end," he murmured and she heard his brief fear. She knew how attached he was to his patients, how he cherished them and held on to all of them.
She reached for his hand deathly cold and kissed it gently. She heard him smirk slightly, his hand resting on her cheek, both of them stained with light bloodstains, but it did not change her or his beauty. ,,Ready?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face before lifting her into his arms with ease.
He held her close and was infinitely grateful for her trust, her love for her whole being. ,,Ready," she replied, feeling the tingle and brief dizziness take her as he dissolved into dark smoke with her. How he slipped out of the room and only a blink of an eye later they found themselves on the roof of the hospital.
The sun was still behind the large church and its rays had not yet fully crossed the city. ,,Are you all right, my little flower?" he asked as he saw her clinging to him for a moment, grateful that in his vampire state he could catch her at any moment. ,,Yes...thank you," she murmured and gave him a look of assurance as she slipped out of his embrace.
She gave him a soft kiss and felt him longing for her, yet letting her. She carefully made her way to the chimney that was perched on top of the hospital. A few days ago, the two of them had used wooden planks to make a small seat for her to sit on.
While her love sat on the other side of the chimney, his hand reached behind him and clasped hers. He felt her warmth and her heartbeat. Took in her life. ,,It's almost time" she heard him murmur and even though he didn't have a heartbeat anymore since he died she felt his excitement.
It was there every time, the excitement of the sun that was deadly and painful to him. ,,I'm here Jonathan" her voice rang out and she knew he nodded, grateful to her before the sun rose over the church, bathing London in a bright warm light. ,,Describe her to me, please," he demanded, as he did every time, as Jonathan hid behind the stones as best he could, seeing only the beams that passed beside him. How he was torn knew that if he touched them he would only feel pain. ,,It is warm and bright.
Almost serene it covers everything making the roofs and alleys turn a golden yellow it's like being you...it's engaging and beautiful" she replied and felt him squeeze her hand out of love and affection. Closing her eyes and enjoying the sun, she continued to describe to him what the sun was like, describing to him everything he could no longer do.
Before he interrupted her words with just a few simple, ,,I love you" before suddenly appearing in front of her. ,,Jonathan!" she shouted his name in fear, wanting to jump up and somehow protect him from the sun with her body. But his long heavy leather coat and hat protected him.
For a brief moment. A moment he used to kiss her in the sunlight and pull her close to him. It didn't matter that the pain slowly became more and more unbearable as the light seemed to eat through the clothes.
To see her in the light of life was simply beautiful. ,,I love you too, my heart," she murmured as he went up in smoke from her embrace and disappeared into the shadows again. His hand reached for hers again and they let the moment pass. But they both knew that she would do her ritual again the next morning.
Until even his heart could no longer see the sun. She would be turned into a vampyr. They both walked only in the icy cold dead light of the moon. But until then, the sunrises seemed endless.
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"BLOOD AWARENESS: This may be the most catastrophic ability of all, concerning vampires, since it is the cause of so many tragedies for them and us. Vampires crave for blood. They must use their will to restrain themselves from frenziedly drinking every drop of blood they can see. They need blood to function, to express their supernatural traits." — Dr. Edgar Swansea, "Article on Ekons" / Vampyr (2018)
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BioShock/Sinking City/Vampyr: Taking Control
One thing I’d like to point out before I get into the story about the Mutants: They are basically the pre-concept art Splicers. They look like something straight out of the Dead Space games. You can look them up if you want; be warned, they are nightmare fuel.
Once Jack and Co. are apprised of the situation in Rapture, they decide the best thing to do is to recuperate and resupply at Minerva’s Den. Without their guns, which were left on the Mary Catherine, they need replacements. And while bullets don’t one-shot Mutants like a dart of SERPENT, they are certainly more common than darts.
Subject Artemis, Dr. Reid, and Lady Ashbury lead Jack and Co. to the safety of Minerva’s Den. Whenever they run across some Mutants, Jack and Liz do their best to aid their guides, Porter (who actually brought his weapons), and Eleanor from the sidelines. They have no intention of being useless escorts.
After some harrowing encounters, the party of seven makes it back to the safety of Minerva’s Den with a bathysphere. There, they find a welcoming party of non-spliced survivors waiting for them. After Porter cleaned out Minerva’s Den of splicers, no new ones moved thanks to it being cut off from the rest of Rapture.
While awaiting Tenenbaum’s return, Artemis found as many non-spliced survivors as possible and escorted them to Minerva’s Den. They passed the time by cleaning up, making repairs, organizing the supplies that Artemis brought in, fortifying Minerva’s Den, and also preparing to evacuate once rescue had arrived.
The welcoming committee, happy to see Artemis, Reid, and Ashbury return safely, are stunned to learn of their companion’s identities: Jack Ryan, the Son of Andrew Ryan; Eleanor Lamb, the former “Daughter of the People”; and Charles Milton Porter, who made their refuge possible. (Liz isn’t miffed that she isn’t recognized; her role was behind the scenes after all)
The moment of stunned silence gives way to cheers, which only increase in volume when Jack confirms that he and the others are there to rescue them. The survivors are only too happy to provide them with weapons, ammo, medical supplies, and security bots equipped with lasers, electricity, and rockets (Jack, Liz, and Eleanor are a mixture of impressed, surprised, horrified, and delighted at these bots).
Jack and Eleanor are both surprised at how much these people look up to them; as far as they’re concerned, they abandoned these people to escape by themselves to the surface, leaving them to rot in the ruins of Ryan’s dream and Lamb’s nightmare. Instead, for the most part, these people see them as heroes for daring to escape Rapture, doubly more so for coming back to save them!
Amongst the survivors, Eleanor is surprised and delighted to find her old childhood friend and playmate, Amir, who has survived Rapture and grown into a young man (and a handsome one, she thinks). He’s happy to see her again as well, and that she has managed to cast off her mother and her teachings (In his opinion, she is an angel that ascended from Hell into Heaven and then returned to save the damned).
Once they’ve resupplied and rearmed, Jack and Co., now also including Artemis, Reid, and Ashbury, take the bathysphere to Hephaestus. Jack allows himself to think that it’s going to be easy for once. Last time, he was on his own and he had to go on a scavenger hunt to make an EMP bomb to get past Ryan’s fancy electronic lock. This time around, he has his stealthy wife, a Big Sister, two Big Daddies, and two stable Splicers on his side, and an open door right into his dad’s office.
Turns out, it’s not easy, thanks to the few dozen Mutants prowling the halls and offices of Hephaestus. The fight that ensues the moment they walk through the front door is ferocious, but the party of seven is able to make their way through the nightmare of teeth, claws, and monsters to the Office of Andrew Ryan himself.
Once in Ryan’s sanctum of power and control, Jack gains access to Rapture’s security thanks to his father’s DNA and shuts off the anti-ship defenses. He then radios Tenenbaum to let her know that it’s safe for her to come down, before giving everyone in their group top-security access and also Vita-Chamber usage (just in case). He looks at the corpse of his father, still laying where he fell nine years earlier, and then tells everyone to head back to Minerva’s Den. He’ll be right behind them.
Back at Minerva’s Den, the Party (sans Jack) arrives just in time to see the submersible dock and Tenenbaum disembark. She is even more flustered at the welcoming committee’s greeting than they were, but she is quick to get down to business. She’s not at all happy to learn about the new ADAM, the resulting Mutants, and SERPENT’s lethal effect on them.
In Tenenbaum’s absence, Artemis and the robotic Little Sisters gathered a truly disgusting amount of ADAM, giving her plenty of material to work with. Additionally, Dr. Reid has been studying the Mutants and their variant of ADAM for months now, and he is more than happy to share his findings with Tenenbaum. Between her, Dr. Reid, and the gathered ADAM, they have what they need to make a new version of SERPENT to cure the Mutants.
As Tenenbaum is settling in and the supplies are being offloaded from the sub, including their actual guns, Jack returns to Minerva’s Den with a very unexpected guest in tow: Andrew Ryan himself.
Back in Ryan’s Office, after everyone left for Minerva’s Den, Jack turned the Office’s Vita-Chamber back on (Ryan had turned it off nine years before Jack confronted him), bringing his father back to life. When Ryan realized he was alive again, he attempted to use WYK on Jack, which earned him a bloody nose.
A mob quickly appears, looking to get revenge on Andrew Ryan. Jack intercedes, pointing out that his father has been dead for nine years, plus killing him wouldn’t do anything; he’d just resurrect in the nearest Vita-Chamber. Eleanor points out that they could torture him to death again and again, but shuts up with a look from Jack.
As far as Jack is concerned, the best punishment for Andrew Ryan is to see the depths that his city, his Rapture, has fallen to. Before bringing Ryan back to life, Jack cut him completely out of Rapture’s systems with the exception of the Vita-Chambers; Ryan isn’t taking back control of Rapture, and he is going to see exactly what his dream has become.
While Jack and Co. continue offloading the sub and making plans, Andrew Ryan is left to wander Minerva’s Den. He sees firsthand the ruin and decay that the Den alone has fallen into despite the repairs and cleaning up done by its new residents. Thanks to Jack’s speech, the survivors either ignore him or glare at him; he is persona non grata with them.
He sees how malnourished they are, how they jump at the smallest sounds despite being safe for months now from splicers. Many have turned to religion to gain some semblance of hope, openly worshipping in what was once Ryan’s cathedral to himself. He sees the people sharing their food and medicine with each other, engaging in the altruism he hates so much.
Finding that people avoid the airlock for some reason, he goes there and looks out into the ocean. He’s shocked to find dozens of corpses floating outside; as part of cleaning up the Den, the survivors tossed every corpse out the airlock and into the ocean. Their mutated and mangled bodies, now being chewed on by the local marine life, seems to mock him as he beats a hasty retreat.
Finally, he finds a seat and window where he can just look out at Rapture, his dream, and think about all he has done and how it has led to this.
#bioshock#bioshock 2#minerva's den#vampyr#sinking city#jack#jack wynand#elizabeth#elizabeth dewitt#Jack x Elizabeth#jackabeth#protector trials#dr. jonathan reid#lady ashbury#andrew ryan
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Been playing Vampyr again so I wanted to draw Jonathan Reid.
Also played around with a new coloring method.
#jonathan reid#vampyr#vampire#digital art#art#fantasy#video games#sketch#commissions open#comms#drawing#vampyr game#dr reid#vampyr fanart
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hrngnn silly sketch of jonathan that i dont wanna post elsewhere 🕺
#jonathan reid#vampyr#dr jonathan reid#it's been a hot minute but I'm back in the vampyr fandom#vampyr fanart
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Lemme seeee 👉🏻👈🏻 I’m definitely not as creative as you are but here’s a Jonathan x Reader NSFW idea 💙
How would Jonathan feel about having a student who has a crush on him? Idk maybe a medical student? Or a newly transformed progeny (not his) who he adopts?
Someone who genuinely tries to hide their crush for him out of respect but fails miserably.
Hope you’ve been well! Really missed you around Tumblr! ☺️✨
Thank you for the request! And for sticking around! I’m trying my best to post as many Vampyr fics as I can but sometimes life is… well life 🙈 I hope you enjoy!! Ps. I haven’t proof read so sorry if there’s mistakes!
Warnings: NSFW +18
The very idea was ludicrous to Jonathan. The very idea that his mind had even entertained the idea was surely a recipe for disaster.
Jonathan couldn’t help smile. He’d had his suspicions early on - the way you would without question carry out a task for him, how diligent you were with your work. The ideal student really.
He almost dismissed your subtle blushes and smiles as part of your character… almost. It was Elizabeth who had confirmed his suspicions regarding your feelings. Elizabeth’s friendship was easily mistaken for more when she had touched Jonathan’s arm, it was then he’d noticed the change, albeit subtle, on your face.
The disappointment had only lasted a few seconds at most, your professional intent quickly replacing the brief lapse in appearance. But he noticed.
He noticed because despite the fact that Jonathan too was trying to remain professional…he couldn’t help return what he hoped were feelings of more than colleagues, more than friendship.
The very idea of having any kind of relationship now - being the way he was - was something he hadn't thought about, but with a student? God above.
He had protested to no end when Edgar came to him with the notion of teaching students. "Jonathan, the hospital is understaffed, students are - and I hate to say it- cheap labour. And all too eager to please" It had made sense, Jonathan hated to admit it, but it did. He had spent days readying himself for all of the worst case scenarios, the very idea of teaching was, embarrassing to say the least.
The thought of so many young adults following Jonathan around for weeks was daunting, downright off putting. But this? These feelings he'd developed for you was something Jonathan never could have conjured up. Yet here he was - watching as you made your rounds. You were amongst the older students, old enough for it not to be out of the question, but still a good few years below Jonathan.
You were a fast learner though, always getting things right, always giving Jonathan the answers he was looking for.
It was growing closer and closer to the end of your shift, the early hours of the morning creeping in, but dawn was still a few hours away, the winter months were always easier for Jonathan, the days were thankfully longer. The sun allowing Jonathan to have a few more hours.
His feet seemed to move without him as he made his way over to you, your smaller frame shrugging on your coat as you're headed out into the front courtyard of the hospital. Jonathan reached out to grab your arm gently, a smile growing on your face as you turned to discover it was Jonathan that had stopped you.
"Doctor Reid, did you need me for something? I can come back in"
"No, no there's nothing...I was wondering if you'd like some company on your walk home?"
“Oh, I would love that - as long as it’s not getting in the way of anything you need to do” considerate as always.
“Not at all” Jonathan smiled, mindful of keeping his teeth hidden. No more wide smiles or unchecked laughter, not when one has fangs to hide. With a motion of his arm you began walking, Jonathan close by your side as you made your way over the bridge across from the hospital.
Polite chatter followed your footsteps as you discussed your day with Jonathan, he knew of course how your day went - the reports of each student were his responsibility - but he asked you anyway. God was he a fool? For listening so intently? For wanting to make you smile with funny remarks? For enjoying the soft tone of your voice?
Surely he wasn’t. He knew now your feelings must be as he suspected. His time was running out as you came to a stop in front of the building you had a rented room in. “Thank you for walking me home”
“Of course…” Jonathan trailed off as he willed his mind to conjure up some sort of excuse to keep you from going inside, some sort of way to address this… attraction.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No! Yes!…. I mean, not wrong no just…”
“Tell me”
“I’m trying to… failing rather miserably I’m afraid” Jonathan let of a deep sigh as he scanned the street, taking a moment to figure out what to say before he made a bigger fool of himself”
“If you’re looking for delicate words you know you needn’t bother with me” you smiled, lightening the mood.
“You know I’ll always try anyway…” Jonathan smiled back, now or never then. “I’ve noticed. At least I think I have anyway, the way you look at me I mean. If I’m wrong please tell me and I’ll apologise to no end, but if not… then I want you to know I feel the same way”
Well there it was, the truth of it out in the open. You watched Jonathan as he stood waiting for your answer. He was sure he’d messed up, your lack of response clearly must be a sure sine that he’d made a mistake. The apology was there on the tip of his tongue.
“Come inside”
“Are you sure?”
“Very”
The room was small but cozy, a tiny kitchenette in one corner, the door to the bathroom, the little living area adjacent to your bed. Jonathan was certain only you could create such a welcoming space. He also noted with familiarity the stacks of medical books littered across the room.
You stood for a moment unsure of yourself, unsure of your next move. Jonathan watched as you turned to him, taking a bold step closer until you were only a foot or so away from touching him. The air was thick with anticipation, you both knew what was going to happen, both wanting the same thing.
Before he could think better of it Jonathan closed the distance between you, his lips finding yours quickly. It took only seconds for you both to find the perfect rhythm, his tongue seeking out yours as your hands began to wander.
The thud of Jonathan’s coat hitting the floor did nothing to stop you as piece after piece of clothing joined the heavy fabric until you were both left exposed to the slowly warming air of the apartment. Jonathan backed you up slowly until your legs hit the side of the bed, the springs creaking only slightly as you both climbed onto the surprisingly soft mattress.
Jonathan was unsure at first, not letting his skin fully press against yours out of fear of being cold, but the winter air would be more than sufficient for an excuse. You let out a soft sigh as Jonathan positioned himself between your thighs, his lips ghosting over your skin, relishing the way you shivered beneath his soft touch.
A small huff of laughter left Jonathan as you tugged at him, clearly growing impatient. “I would have thought you’d have more patience, it’s one of your strengths at the hospital after all”
“Not when it comes to this” you muttered, pulling him again until he gave in, lowering himself down onto his elbows to kiss you before reaching between your bodies and lining himself up to your entrance.
He checked one last time before slowly pushing into you, the heat was almost too much for Jonathan. So used to the cold, no amounts of hot water could warm his skin for long but you, right now he was sure he’d never felt so hot.
The moan that slipped from your lips was more addictive than his bloodlust, with each thrust he was determined to hear more and more of them. Jonathan’s eyes roamed all over you, the peaks of your breasts, the slender line of your neck as you arched your head back, eyes closing and mouth falling open when he hit further back inside of you.
Your movements were awakening a part of Jonathan he’d almost forgotten about, the part of him that longs to be in the arms of another. The thrill of having someone pull him closer. Your breath mingled with his as your lips brushed against each others. Both of you fighting to keep what Jonathan was sure would be moans loud enough for your neighbours to hear at bay.
But his movements were becoming erratic, his hips faltering as he felt his climax drawing near. Your sudden end almost threw him over the edge but he kept his control for a few more moments before following you, his head falling against your neck as he released inside of you.
His fangs burned against his gums, begging for the blood that was pumping so close to his face, but in this moment Jonathan found it all too easy not to care. Falling beside you, pulling you into his arms was more important to him. Having a moment that seemed all too impossible both for his new life and the fact that he was technically your mentor. The thought made him chuckle.
“Something funny?” You looked up at Jonathan, your hand tracing lines below his jaw.
“Edgar would kill me if he found out about this”
The winter night outside turned to gentle snow as you both remained huddled in bed laughing quietly as what could only become a rather sensitive relationship. But one you were bother very ready to risk the lecture for.
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