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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year

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it's almost 4am i can't get this out of my head holy shit.

reader whose original body is a literal eldritch forest deity and speaks in hymns (bonus points: after we isekai into said og body, we mix slang into it).

the acolytes have to break their fucking necks just to talk to you eye-to-eye, and the only thing they can make out of what you say is something equal to tablets bajillion years old already.

or that reader is constantly cussing and the acolytes just nod along not understanding whatever this 15ft tall eldritch horror is saying.

-🫀

ELDRITCH HORROR READER. I LIVEEE, NONE OF U UNDERSTAND, THIS IS SO DEEPLY AHHHHHH

I LITERALLY JUST SHIMMY STIM IN MY SEAT WHEN I THINK ABT THIS TOO LONG LMAO

i LIVE AND BREATHE for when we look like eldritch horrors but are just people lmao

IF I HAVEN’T RUN U OFF, 🫀 MY HEART, MI CORAZON <3

U HAVE A BEAUTIFUL MIND DESPITE BEING A BLOODY HEART

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Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only), Eldritch!Reader

Planet: Misc. Genshin AUs

Orbit: some headcanons, tiny scenario

Stars: a little bit of Zhongli, Xiao, Ganyu, Ningguang, Keqing, and the adepti

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: Light Description of Body Modifications/Body Horror-esque, Light Description of Eldritch Horror Creature, Reader has a Non-Human Body,

& Trigger Warnings: Eldritch Monster, Light Body Horror, Non-Con Body Modifications (Wake up as a monster, described as positive).

FUCKING LOVE THIS GIF, AND THIS SONG AND ARTISTTT

hey so here’s a song to listen I was listening to while writing this, chose the instrumental bc it was less distracting!

👉👈 hope u like :)

you just come into Teyvat from either Enkanomiya, the straight up Abyss/Dark Realm or even Celestia/Light Realmunder that glowing mushrooms tree in the Chasm, or like, ooo even by the upside down Barbatos statue 👀

and its great bc ur like- “omg Teyvat ooooo, ahhhh”

meanwhile the animals/magical creatures/beings nearby like shakin in their boots

literally no matter what land type their in, water, air, etc. they’re all bowing (despite the hooves, the paws, the flippers, the wings,) hell, even the bugs?? Might be bowing???

and you were slow to wake up wherever you were, so it took you a second to really process-

plus it just felt so weirdly, natural?

Not like walking on 2 legs no, but more like, how swimming feels but without the act of doing it?

you realize you’re… hovering.

wow, guess you can do that now,

your pretty much crowned with every flower from the regions of Teyvat, and a few from other Realms like Celestia, Abyss, and Enkanomiya, etc.

you have extra limbs, you feel them shift like you’ve had them all your life, even tho you do smack urself a few times with them lmao (new hand-eye coordination is hard)

and you realize u can see elemental traces/elements of beings, even plants, all the time now?

It isn’t until you look into a pretty still pond that you see what you look like,

you’ve got more eyes

I mean u thought you’d just be one of the twins, or ur own person if somebody asked u what youd look like isekaied to Genshin Impact, not what looks like the elemental god of the fucking continent

but you don’t look bad! actually you think you look kinda neat!

You’ve got like this coat of many draping vines and plantlife, glowing coral poking out near the top that’s around your throat, and- is that- tiny waterfalls?? Running down your nature cape too??

the many gemstones and ore of this planet form your legs, strong and taller than even regular human guys back on Earth, you’re like what? Eight? Nine feet? (about 245cm, or 2.5 meters)

You’re head… it’s like a dragons skull?? You’ve got these black horns flowing out from the top too that fade to a golden glow, like a crown nearly, theyre draped with what looks like strings of primogems??

oh and your extra eyes are symmetrical that’s good!

tho it does seem like you got this handy hood included into your cape of much nature to flop onto your head

where your heart should be, there’s two bursting stars circling one another, one of pink, purples and light blues, the other of gold and blue, oh hey, the wishing stars for standard and character banners!

and if you like mushrooms, at least one of every kind in Teyvat’s countries/regions is looking cool on ur cape, and if you like bugs, the cool ones like the rhino beetles from inazuma are being cute little buddies on ur stuff too

and like in the gif, every step you take overfills with life, except it stays and doesn’t wither like above, and it also does that glow bit that some places in Sumeru do/Enkanomiya

You CANNOT be missed no matter where you walk, and your sort of constantly feeling like you’ve drank 3 energy + 5 espresso shots of coffee

but in a way that makes you sort of full? like full on life… and like you could be even bigger, and taller, if you willed it

♤

k but the adepti felt ur presence coming in hot from literal mountains away

Cloud Retainter, and Guizhong, had set up inventions long ago to sense the Original of Teyvat, just in case, because some signs of prophecy of your return had begun to show in their lands

Zhongli especially knew you were close to come after another major sign was met, the corruption after the Archon War, and the ravaging of the land by the fall of Khaenri’ah’s “metal beasts”

So when you finally walk your way into Jueyun Karst, the adepti are already waiting, Xiao, Ganyu, and Zhongli as well,

Luckily Ganyu, with Zhongli’s help or advice, convinced the adepti to share this meeting with the Qixing as well like Keqing, and the Tianquan herself

It was a momentous occasion after all, but you were just now feeling the need to maybe nap a little after nearly, what was it, 2 weeks worth of constant walking?

wow this new body had literal stamina for days

you arrived late into the night, around midnight, under a full moon, and they’re relieved all the signs are being met

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honestly the only reason you headed to Liyue was bc you knew it was the closest (the map of Teyvat was both familiar in the way it had been in game, but also on a deeper level, like walking around your house in the dark)

and u rlly wanted to be able to talk to somebody, bc u had no idea?? wtf you were??

honestly you thought the adepti/Zhongli would be a good bet bc they’d maybe tell u what creature u ended up as,

u did suspect maybe you’d ended up as some kind of god, but like?? none of the other gods looked like this???

and u see them all! up ahead in Jueyun Karst! Oh no! You really, really, really, hope they don’t think you’re a walking talking evil tree dragon thing-

…maybe you should wave?

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As you get closer,

Xiao’s back straigtens, Ganyu nervously looks at the ground, Keqing is trying to figure out where to look bc ur so tall, Ningguang has her hands respectfully folded in front of her and her facial muscles looks tensed for a fight almost, the adepti are shuffling nervously bc they’re not used to being the magically weaker/younger creatures in the area, and Zhongli-

Zhongli is no longer the mortal Zhongli.

Amber horns curl up from his head, long brunette hair with glowing gold tips flowing and loose, claws on display, as he stands in his finest and oldest lóng páo, black with gold detailing embroidered throughout, it details his deeds as Rex Lapis and Morax, the spears of his vanquishing gods across the front and back, he looks like a living painting

and although he looks as serene as if he’s about to sit down for some tea, the adepti can see the tremoring hands, the same he used to hide in his sleeves when he was genuinely intimidated by another god, usually the older ones he’d had to fight

but for the first time since the archon war, this was one he was going to welcome with open arms, and utmost respect, despite his position as archon forfeited

there’s a strange music in the air of the night as the animals and the bugs and creatures of the realm subtly make the beat, the god’s feet (of ore Rex Lapis hasn’t seen since he was a child, it was so rare to find) shake the earth of his land with each step, a deep quiet booming like a drum of war as they get closer

The God of All stops some distance away from them

…and the Huangdi of All, just waves. 💀👋

at Zhongli, the adepti, Xiao, the Tianquan, and the Qixing.

A long black limb with a rainbow shine like a crow’s wing raises, gives an ironically tiny wave of their clawed black hand,

and tilts their head, though a sort of greenery hood covering it

and speaks,

“ ˙˙˙ʎzɐɹɔ sı ʇıɥs sıɥʇ ¿ʍou ʇɥƃıɹ ɯɐ ı ʞɔnɟ ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʍ ʍouʞ sʎnƃ noʎ op uɯɐp”

your voice is like singing, deep, high, like a choir trying to sing all at once to them

Xiao cringes a little in surprise, he was braced for your older speech just in case but it still caught him off guard, and unfortunatly, he gives a quick glance to Lord Rex Lapis,

he can’t understand any of that, and Ganyu and Keqing are in the same boat, but while the Yaksha’s only done passive studying in hopes of understanding you, the Lord of Geo had gone much further back in trying to make sure he could understand your words, should the day come, his library, even now living as a mortal, is extensive

the other adepti and Ningguang catch a few words, but it’s too,, simple really, to understand

the words have no context, they need more, but such is the ancients, they’re meanings simple and all-encompassing

Lord Rex Lapis bows deeply,

“We welcome you with open arms, our Huangdi. Please, feast your eyes upon the land with which I have wrought with mine own talons, for all is ever truly yours.”

the adepti announces for them all, voice giving away no nerves, Xiao can still understand him luckily, though he has greatly simplified himself for the sake of being understood by the ancient god of creation,

“ ˙˙˙ʞɔıʇs ɐ uo ʇsıɹɥɔ snsǝɾ ¡¿ılƃuoɥz noʎ uǝʌǝ ¿noʎ oʇ poƃ ɟo puıʞ ǝɯos ɯ,ı 'ǝʇnuıɯ uɯɐp ɐ ʇıɐʍ”

your voice is an energy through the air, and makes the trees nearby lean in to hear you better, the creeks and ponds of the area leave their beds a little to get closer, geo crystalflys emerge and begin to swirl around your natural body, perching on your horns, making it look even more like a crown

Xiao gulps.

Rex Lapis’ and Ningguang’s spines straighten further if they even can from the impeccable posture they were before, They share a quick glance…

…neither of them caught that one, only a few words, and Ganyu feels her shoulders drop as she gives up trying to hear you and understand as well,

you make a strange sound, a high humming, a deep confusion with some worry, the crystalflys buzz around you a little faster,

then point to yourself

...and make a peace sign. ✌️

it was going to be a long night.

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idk if this made any sense, and I sincerely hope that you at least liked what I wrote a little bit, sorry about the over description 😭 I just felt like it was very important but then I realized I hadn’t even talked about the language yet… anyway here u go LMAO

I hope it was alright, and I seriously love your idea, even if I didn’t take it in the direction you wanted/as cool as you meant!! :/

Thanks for the badass idea, i fucking love eldritch shit <3

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Safe Travels,

💀 ♒

♡my beloved♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk

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lesbianaang · 16 days

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iwtv season 2 screening talk-back highlights:

- everyone playing “let’s embarass jacob anderson with compliments”

- rolin had jacob read a half in character as santino message from ben daniels to the audience

- assad saying his favorite part of the dubai scenes were the “looks” between him and eric

-armand blender shoutout!

- sam reid #1 lestat fan and going strong. when asked how he makes lestat someone we want to root for despite being kinda horrible he essentially said “i understand him. i root for him”

- sam and jacob playfully bristling at each other’s descriptions of their characters and where the “truth” lies for them lol

-for a question about a fun behind the scenes moment, sam and jacob proceed to look directly at each other, burst into laughter for the next 30 seconds, and then refuse to tell us an anecdote?????

-eric saying that Sam and jacob follow each other around on set like no other actors he’s worked with previously and play around “like puppies” lol

-assad describing armand when he meets louis as “lost” and putting on a performance of confidence and power that isn’t fully real

- jacob sent an email to assad calling him “the big VA” in season 1

-eric complimenting the writing of the show again and talking abt how thankful he is to do intense, subtle, emotionally difficult work on this show that he’s never had an opportunity to do before in his career (since he’s usually just the “angry” guy when cast)

-delainey saying that claudia would be the type of girl to go to sephora and shoplift even though she doesn’t need to in modern day

-rolin confirming material being used in the season from tvl, queen of the damned, tale of the body theif, tva, and prince lestat

-episode 3 will be the armand flashbacks to meeting lestat and theatre performer lestat

-episode five is the original interview flashback. according to rolin, episode 5 is where we understand why the second interview needed to happen for one character, and episode 8 we unveil why it needed to happen for another 👀

- in response to what tv show would your character binge: armand -> buffy the vampire slayer; daniel -> breaking bad; claudia -> the oa; and lestat and louis watch real housewives together (this is canon to me now btw)

#keeping my thoughts in the first episode private atm #but i will say….. guys we’re winning #it’s seriously so so SO good #the budget increase makes everything more grand #and most exciting to me is the dubai scenes — there’s a new energy in the space that is hilarious but threatening but tragic….. delicious #iwtv s2

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scatterbrainedbot · 3 months

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falls down stairs IM HERE IM HERE SORRY IM SO LATE

RAT SONS AU

in which Master Splinter is a wise and silly old tortoise, and father of four skittering, chaotic, ninja rat children. <3

(inspired by that one background moment of the 03 series! 🐢🐀🐀🐀🐀)

there will be lots of similar plot points as the 03 series (like 'tales of leo' and 'good genes' etc etc) but there are also a lot of fundamental changes in the foundation of things too — like the guardians and ninja tribunal and the hamato family line etc etc. content wise tbh its probably mostly just gonna be snapshots of random moments throughout the boys lives, but i do kinda have some plot concepts? so we'll see 👀

(embarrassingly long) introduction under the cut if u'd like to read!

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Years ago, Oroku Saki defeated Hamato Tang Shen in battle, and finally brought an end to the family that would deny him his power. He ordered her homestead be razed to the ground, and all mystic artifacts to be delivered to him. Particularly, the Hamato’s prized pet tortoise, which was rumored to be itself a conduit for the family’s legendary mystic abilities. With the creature in his possession, along with the new rapid-enhancement chemical he commissioned from laboratory familiar with mystic properties in New York — at last, he would be granted his godhood, and guarantee the legacy of his fathers clan. The Hamatos could deny him no longer. He had won.

Or he would have, had the fools at the lab not ruined everything, the precious mutagen spilling all over the tortoises crate and the fool handlers who carried it. The contaminated men morphed into horrific, animalistic monsters, attacking the scientists and wrecking the laboratory itself. And, most crucially, in the ensuing madness, the crate which contained the tortoise, his last possible connection to the Hamato’s power, lay shattered, and empty…

Meanwhile, Hamato “Splinter” Yoshi, who until this point had quite enjoyed his extended existence as a simple tortoise and family pet, found himself fleeing the eyes and hands of the man who killed his human family, and the lab that granted him this new shift in consciousness, to instead face the terrifying chaos of the streets and alleys of NYC. His transformation into something more bipedal had hurt considerably and left him aching and disoriented, but still he could not pause. He could not falter. Not until he found somewhere safe to hide himself and the four squirming, impossibly small rat-pups in his arms. He hoped the chemical that washed over them had not warped and hurt their young bones as it had his own. He hoped he could find somewhere safe to care for them. He hoped they could survive the night without their mother. He hoped, he prayed he could protect these precious, squeaking, peach-fuzzed ruminants of his family. He did not think he could survive any more loss.

For now, he would do what he could, and slip into the shadows of this city. Having lived so long among ninjas had its benefits there, at least.

#my art #rat sons #ask reply #OOMPH SORRY THIS IS SO SO LATE #also i dont remember if you list the summary in the polls themselves but if u do u can just do #'in which Master Splinter is a wise and silly old tortoise and father of four skittering chaotic ninja rat children. <3'

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creepling · 9 months

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Johnny fucking Stockholm’d!Reader in the back of one of the old cars behind the family house? 👀 In one of your mini fics you mentioned him taking her out to the sunflower fields, maybe that’s when it happens?

busted cars and sunsets - j. slaughter / 1k

an: hey i kinda went astray from relating it to the sunflower field drabble but it still has all that other good stuff you asked for!! i also ended up writing more than i thought so i hope you like it<33

tags: smut. MDNI. gn!reader. stockholm syndrome (kinda??). descriptions of trauma. canon-mentions of violence and cannibalism. innocent, sheepish reader. johnny is surprisingly gentle and nice?? but it might be a bluff. making out. grinding. fucking in a car. doggystyle. mentions of kidnapping.

Johnny was looking everywhere for you. Nancy was calling for supper, and you weren’t in the shed like you said you would be. He tried not to think about it too much, the thought of you running away or trying to escape. Maybe you got distracted or went inside for a drink. The sun was setting, and Johnny’s worrying crept up, forming a lump in his throat.

You were sheepish. At least you have been with the Slaughter family. Every minor squeak or crack sent you scattering. Maybe it was the trauma of trying to escape the house, the first time you ate human flesh, or the fact that the family kidnapped you. It’s been so long since the incident that you have begun to accept your fate and grow fond of your captures. Are people still looking for you? Or have they given up like they did with Maria? The thoughts clouded your mind, and you hugged your legs in the back of the rusted car in the Slaughter’s yard.

Johnny realised real quick where you were hiding. He noticed that you liked hiding, growing attached to your company. Johnny wished you grew attached to him, but adjusting to a new life takes a while. That is how he perceived it: you were lucky, the family liked you, and they spared your life. Now you’re one of them, and he can make you happy. Johnny made his way towards the cars, the ones too far gone to fix, and peered inside the busted-out window to see your trembling frame.

“Hey, sweetheart. Why you all bundled up in here?” Johnny said, surprisingly, in a soothing voice. You peeked your head up, giving a meek smile. You like it when he speaks softly. It is the only thing that makes you feel safe. His effort on tenderness is bearable, given the circumstances.

“Nubbin’s trap set off while I was picking flowers. I got scared,” You say. Johnny knew you were telling the truth from the look in your eyes. He motioned his hand to your ankle, checking for injury. “Don’t worry,” You reassure, cringing, “It didn’t get me.”

Johnny let out a stressful sigh. “That darn idiot. I’m gonna beat him over the head,” Johnny spat under his breath. He looked over at you, seeing you back into the corner as he displayed anger. He relaxed his cold stare and slowly opened the rusty door, sliding into the seat next to you and resting his hand on your knee.

“You got nothing to be scared about. No one’s gonna hurt you no more. Nubbins is just being reckless with his traps. Y’know, he puts them around to catch the rabbits.” Johnny reassures, levelling with reason in hopes you calm you down.

You sat silently until another call for supper came from inside the house. You looked at Johnny, twiddling a piece of string from your shirt. “I’m not really hungry,” You mutter, “Sorry…”

Johnny nodded in understanding, rubbing your calf with a gentle stroke. “That’s all right, darlin’. You can eat whenever you feel like it,” He knew Nancy wouldn’t like that much, but he certainly would protect you if she nagged you for it.

“Can we stay in here for a while? Watch the sunset?” You enquire, the thought of it making you smile. Appreciating the small things became a method to keep your sanity. It also made excuses for being around the house, a place you find troubling.

“Alright, but we go inside once the sun’s down, okay?” Johnny reasoned, and you nodded happily.

You crawl over to Johnny and rest your head on his chest, spotting the sun meeting the horizon at your eye level. Johnny only had his eyes on you, his fingers playing with the ends of your hair, his tongue sliding along his bottom lip in thought.

“It’s beautiful,” You mutter, charmed by the colours in the evening sky.

“You’re beautiful,” Johnny claimed, his body sensing bashfulness prevail over you.

You look into his eyes, a slight smirk on Johnny’s face as he admires your innocence. Subconsciously, Johnny’s lips lean closer to yours. You stood still like time was frozen, fluttering your eyes shut when he kissed you.

He was rough but passionate as if to prove something to you. His hands explore you, cupping the back of your neck, grasping your thighs, tracing circles on the small of your back. You would be lying if you didn’t find it pleasant, giggling as he nibbled on your bottom lip, whispering sweet nothings. Your hips grind against him, feeling Johnny’s hot breath on your cheek as he gasped.

“Oh, I wouldn’t do that, darlin’,” He chuckled, “You’ll get me worked up,”

“I can’t help it,” You laughed, your words conflicting with your innocent tone.

“Keep going,” Johnny purred, resting his hands on your waist and guiding your hips. You comply, watching the lustful stare in his eyes as he admires the movement of your body. You hike your shirt up, teasing him as you expose your stomach, slowly raising it until your chest greets his stare. Johnny gazes longingly up at you before entangling you into his hands and kissing you roughly.

“I need you so bad,”

The sun was greeting the horizon, the sky a deep tangerine, matching the tarnished colouring of the car. Your hand presses against the window, and a deep moan breaks loose from your confounded expression.

“Keep going, please, please-” You plead, gripping the busted leather seats to adjust to Johnny’s length inside you.

Johnny hunches over your body, teeth scraping down your spine, holding you in place with his rough hands. Estranged strands of hair sticking to his forehead. Sweat highlights the arc of his muscles.

“You’re so good for me,” He pants. He had to make this quick; otherwise, the family would set out looking for him. He feels you tightening around him, making him bend further down and grip your shoulders, burying his face into your neck.

Johnny’s groans grew husky, sending shivers down your spine. Arching your back, you grind into him. The profoundness of his cock inside you makes you fumble over your moans.

“Yes, baby. That’s it,” Johnny encouraged, rutting into you. “Keep fucking going.”

The rate of Johnny shagging into you eventually lends him his climax, and yours perfectly lines up with his. Both of your clothes are hanging by threads on your bodies. You collapse in each other's arms. His arms engulf you as you straddle his lap, your eyes drunk with lust, admiring your kidnapper, your disastrous love affair.

“You’ll never leave me, will you?” Johnny asked, staring into your soul, soaking in everything about you.

“I would never,” You breathe out.

“Promise?” Johnny pleaded, brushing a strand of hair from your glistening face, basking in your doe-like glow.

“I promise,” You whisper, kissing the scars on his knuckles. Your mind goes astray, maybe from the lustrous high or because you made a promise you might not keep.

#johnny slaughter x reader #johnny slaughter #johnny sawyer x reader #johnny sawyer #tcm game #texas chainsaw massacre #creepling.brainrot

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softtdaisy · 7 months

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DESCRIPTION I Everybody respect Charles, your boyfriend. Ironically, they don't know he's the same man they are all afraid of these days.

PAIRING I Charles Leclerc × reader

WORDS COUNT I 2,2k

A/N I Happy halloween my loves!! I couldn't not write anything for this day, I love halloween so much. And I mean, Charles as ghostface is kinda hot no? 👀

Ghostface. That’s the subject everyone was talking about for weeks now. It was in everyone's mouth. Fear, anger and excitement: these were the main feelings people had about him. Or her, for what they know it could be anybody.

“It has to be someone who’s lonely. Why would they kill all these people otherwise?” you heard a girl from your class say.

You were all outside, waiting for your next class. If Ghostface had been the main subject before, it was even more true today. They found someone else's body this morning.

The captain of the basketball team, Max Verstappen.

Until today, the victims were mostly…Well there was nobody, sadly. Or at least, not someone whose death would be as commented on as the star of the school.

The first victim was a teacher’s assistant, which led people to believe either she had slept with the killer or it was some kind of jealousy.

Then there was a member of the chess club. And as much as he was appreciated by everyone, he wasn’t that popular.

Neither were the two girls who had a terrible crash last weekend. It could have been an “ordinary” crash. But the mask was there. Like a proof.

“I’m not so sure about that.”

You turned around to look at your boyfriend, sitting behind you with his hand on your hair.

Charles knew Max pretty well since they were in the same team. He hadn’t said much since you discovered the murder. Not like he said much about the other victims either.

They all turned their heads to look at him. Charles was highly charismatic with his gorgeous smile, his perfect green and his curly brown hair falling on his forehead. He had some mystery in him. Nobody could really read into him.

Well you could. But you were probably the only one.

The hand that was in your hair slowly moved so he could pass his arm around your neck and keep you close between his legs. “Is it too easy to think it’s someone with no power? Why can’t it be someone who has control over everyone here?”

Everyone stayed silent. Because the idea, somehow, was even more frightening. It could be anybody. From a classmate, to a friend, to a teacher, to a coach, to their partner or their worst enemy.

What Charles was implying was that nobody was safe.

The silence was suddenly broken by Pierre and his burst of laughter. “You would a fucking cool killer, dude.” He said, bringing his hand to Charles. It took him a few seconds before smiling and checking his best friend’s hand.

A few seconds that nobody noticed.

“Maybe I should cancel the party tonight.”

You always organized a party the night before Halloween. There was something exciting with starting the festivities earlier than everyone else. Things always seemed to happen during that night. Like people testing their limits, couples acting like there was no tomorrow. You didn’t want to cancel. But was it worth it to risk everyone’s life for your own pleasure?

Weirdly enough, all your friends started to protest against your offer. Apparently you weren’t the only one who loved this party so much.

“It’s the best night of the year!”

”I waited all year for this, you can’t do that!”

“I didn’t prepare my outfit for nothing, trust me.”

You laughed a little at all their remarks. But the most important one came from behind you. When Charles tightened his grip around your neck so you could come closer to him. You felt his wild hair against your cheek and his breath against your temple. You closed your eyes for a second. Hoping you could be in a private room instead of outside, with everyone.

Not that it has ever been a problem before.

“We all deserve a good night of peace, right?” he whispered in your ear. You felt it in your bones. And when he kissed your cheek, which provoqued again some reactions from your friends, you knew he had won. Charles always gets what he wants.

And he wanted that party to happen.

There was no surprise when everyone came up to your place that night. All dressed up with a mix between “party like tomorrow doesn’t exist” and “we shouldn’t be afraid about what’s happening outside.” You didn’t mind that. You even loved that.

Charles looked deliciously handsome in an all black outfit that was complimenting his eyes, making them look even more percent and vibrant. That was the only thing you saw in the dark. It was even more disturbing for some people when he looked at them: they felt trapped. Like by coming here, they had just walked into the lion’s den.

Maybe they were right.

“Oh fuck.”

Every light in your house went down suddenly. Just like the music and, basically, everything electronic. You tighten your grip at Charles’ arm from the sudden silence. This was absolutely not part of your night.

“Can someone give it a look?” you heard in the middle of the complaints. You rolled your eyes. Why is it always easier to ask someone else something you’re too scared to do?”

“I’ll go.” Charles said. You didn’t get the time to convince to stay. Your boyfriend kissed your hair before disappearing in the dark. Everybody seemed to trust him with that task. Slowly, they all started to talk and act like nothing happened. Like they weren’t in the dark in a big house in a town where there was a killer around. They all seemed to forget about the situation.

Now by yourself without Charles, you walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. A glass you immediately drop on the floor when you notice a silhouette in the middle of the room. Your scream resonated in the whole house and stopped every conversation…only for more screams to come.

Like they all understood why you were screaming.

It wasn’t that hard to guess, anyway.

Just like everyone, you started to run away and find yourself in your own bedroom. One killer for a whole house. And of course he choose you.

You could feel a presence right behind you. And when you turned around, you knew you were right. There he was, dominating you with his tall figure. Even if you couldn’t see a thing with his mask, you could feel his smirk. You could feel his satisfaction of finding you. You took a step back, forgetting about the wall behind you. You trapped yourself. Like a poor victim.

“Found.” he whispered, putting his body against yours. He didn’t lose any seconds before bringing his knife under your chin. Menacing you with the sharp blade against your skin. The worst part was probably to feel a drop running down your neck.

And knowing it wasn’t your blood.

He approached his face, pressing his mask against your cheek. “You’re such a bitch.” You heard him laugh. And for a second, you acted scared.

Only for a second.

“But I’m your boss’ bitch, so I’m still above you.” you whispered, just like he did. Because there was no reason Pierre could be the only one to act so scary and dominant. You could imagine how frustrating it must be for him.

Charles chose him to do the killing. He trusted him enough for this.

But Charles would still choose you over him.

Pierre pressed his body a little harder against yours. You could feel every muscle, every curve against your skin. You wanted to test his limits. Not only to tease him. Because you had no idea where he would stop. Would he hurt you? Would he really risk his friendship with Charles to avenge his jealousy? You wanted to know. You were dying to know.

You were probably the only one.

“Let her go.”

You suddenly heard this voice. This deep, dark voice that probably appears in some people’s nightmare.

Pierre immediately froze. He wanted to continue. He wanted to hurt you. But he knew he couldn’t. If he dared touch a single hair from your head, it was his own that would be on the floor in the next minute. He kept looking at you like maybe you would let him hurt you. Once. He honestly believed you would.

What a fool.

Before he walked back by himself, Charles grabbed him by the neck and threw him on the floor. He didn’t even look at you, it wasn’t even important. He knew you were safe now. And he knew you had nothing.

You watched him put his foot on Pierre’s chest to keep him down.

None of them speak. The silence was more threatening than any words.

One move and Charles could harm him.

One move and Charles could kill him.

Charles suddenly turned around to look at you. You couldn’t see anything. Not his eyes that were undressing you, even in this situation. Not his lips that were curled in a grin.

But you still understood him. With the slight move he made with his head. You nod before running to another room. You were sure what Charles had planned for his teammate.

It wasn’t until an hour later that you knew.

When you saw Pierre leaving your house with his girlfriend by his side. “Everything is fine?” you asked them, like you did with every other guest that got attacked tonight. For a second, you really thought he would grass you up. Especially with the way he held his girl closer to him. Like he wanted to protect her from you. Like he wasn’t the killer in your house.

“Just some bruises from the fight.” That’s all he said before grabbing her hand and leading her away.

Once everyone had left the house, you went upstairs to take a bath. You deserved a good moment of relaxation after that messy night.

And you made yourself perfectly comfortable: bubble bath with essential oil, music loud enough to forget about the world outside.

You could feel him here. You knew he was standing there, watching you. And just for the pleasure of it, you stayed with your eyes closed. Making him wait. Until you couldn’t contain the smile on your face. You loved this situation way too much.

“You want to play psycho killer?” you asked, in a low voice.

You opened your eyes and turned your head to watch Charles walk to you. He was still wearing most of his costume, except for the mask. But he didn’t need it. There was something even more scary in seeing his perfect son-in-law's face that nobody would suspect and knowing it was such a mess in his mind that he had to kill people to calm the voices in his head.

He was standing right in front of the bathtub, his knees sticking to the marble and his body dominating yours completely. If he wasn’t your boyfriend, you would be scared.

Maybe you should.

You watched his hand coming to your neck and felt his fingers pressing against your skin. You were breathless for a few seconds, like you had a blackout and forgot everything. Your place, your relationship.

But not for long.

“No please don’t kill me Mr Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” you said with a fake scared and innocent voice. You loved playing that game with Charles. Because you never knew where his limits would be.

And tonight they seemed pretty high. Because you didn’t have the time to think before he dived your head into the water. Surprised, you didn’t breath before and started to cough almost immediately. And the fact he was still squeezing your neck clearly didn’t help. But you weren’t scared. Even if the seconds started to grow longer. Even if there was indeed something quite weird in seeing the face of the man you loved above yours, watching you struggling under the water.

Because in the end. Charles loved you.

And you probably were the only person he had feelings for.

So it wasn’t such a relief when he helped you resurface and caressed your back while you were catching your breath back. You knew he wouldn’t kill you. Not you.

You turned your head to look at him and that’s when you noticed the proof from the night that just went by. “You still have blood on you.” you brought one of your wet hands to his chest and started to undress him. “Come with me.”

“You realized you’re just as fucked up as I am, right? “ Charles asked you when he entered the bath and put himself right behind you. You were trapped between his body, his muscled legs encircling yours and his arms holding you against him. His bloody hands were on your body and the way he was touching you was too romantic to think about what those hands did earlier.

You looked at him and noticed how his face was softening slowly. His eyes were less threatening and more loving and you couldn’t help to think it was because of the love he had for you. He even had a small smile on his face and you could resist kissing the little dimple that was coming out. “I guess we make a great couple then.” you replied before taking the soap to wash the stains from the night.

Washing the horror away and becoming a normal couple again.

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😃 What are some headcanons you have for a character in your fic?

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🌺 KLET TALK!! ||Asteroid Klet 😻💗

🔞⚠️🛑TW:THIS INCLUDES EXPLICIT GRAPHICS AND S3XUAL CONTEXT!! READER DESRECTION ADVISED!!

⚠️NSFW❤️‍🔥

♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯ ♀ ☯

I haven't seen many post or descriptions on certain asteroids,( especially s3x ones) and I think it's fun how astrology can tell you how your whole body, mind and soul operates!! WITH THAT BEING SAID WELCOME TO MY SEX ROOOMMM JK LOL!!❤️‍🔥 my aqaurius moon and aries sun is talking! LOL 😂

I'll be descriptive as possible when talking about these asteroids. If your offended or uncomfortable about these things then click off. It's important you keep in mind that I'm going off of my own intuitive mind and my personal wisdom. This is how I think placements would manifest in the physical. BTW I'm always right,🤣 just a disclaimer!!

( da pics from pinterest)

Every vagina is beautiful just as flowers 🌸

♡♡《ASTEROID KLET (2199)》♡♡

♡ TYPE IN ASTRO.COM

♡ PRESS ON THE THREE LITTLE BARS IN TOP SCREEN IT'LL BE ON THE UPPER LEFT CORNER

♡ PRESS ON FREE HOROSCOPES

♡ AT THE VERY BOTTOM PRESS "HOROSCOPE DRAWING & DATA"

♡ PRESS "EXTENDED CHART SELECTION "

♡ TYPE IN BIRTH INFO

♡ SCROLL DOWN TO VERY BOTTOM YOU SHOULD SEE A TEXT BOX (IT SAYS MANUAL ENTRY) ENTER "2199"

♡ SHOW CHART

♡ LOOK FOR KLET IN THE HOUSE, DEGREE, AND SIGN

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♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

❤️‍🔥🔞♀️💋KLET is basically feminine sexuality, it can also represent how your vagina might look like certain special features etc. (EACH DESCRIPTION WILL VARY BASED OFF OF ETHNICITY/ GENETICS). I would even associate it with how others perceive your sexuality and how your vagina💦💥 performs during sex. Oh and of course the klet≈clit.🌺 What does it take for her to get stimulated? 🌸💮🍓

KLET IN ARIES ♈:

❤️‍🔥 you could like to take control or you like very dominate partners

❤️‍🔥you are seen as someone who is very sexually active or very sexy in the eyes of others

❤️‍🔥 your sexuality can be quite domineering in the bedroom

Channeled song:

💋your vagina might be warm or either Hella tight because aries is about war and friction it just gives me those vibes for some reason

💋men could get easily intimidated with your vagina

💋 raw and rough sex

💋your vagina may have a red hue to it

💋 big sexual appetite

💋 to get the clit stimulated you might have to use a lot of force

💋 doesn't take long for you to climax

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KLET IN TAURUS ♉:

🧡 YOUR SEXUALITY IS VERY SENSUAL AND PLEASURABLE

🧡 MONEY & STABILITY COULD LITERALLY MAKE YOU 💦🍦

🧡ATTRACT MEN WHO ARE WEALTHY OR HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO BE

🧡 YOU MOST LIKELY DONT LIKE CASUAL SEX YOU WANT IT WITH SOMEONE YOU COULD BUILD WITH AND WHO IS COMMITTAL

Channeled Song:

🍉 ( could have really pink/brownish hues)

🍉 you might have a more fatty vagina could have more skin like an outie or something like that

🍉 I feel like yall need to get ate out since Taurus rules the mouth and throat

🍉 you are what you eat 👀👀💋

🍉 also you kinda like to be teased and worked up slowly to stimulation

🍉 you might prefer head over intercourse

🍉during sex you like to be kissed as well as your 🐱

🍉might take longer for you to orgasm

🍉 your clit gets stimulated with someone giving you mouth action

🍉 slow and steady wins the race 💦💦

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KLET IN GEMINI ♊

💚 KNA YALL KNOW GEMINI IS THE LOVERS CARD IN Tarot SO STOP TALKING SHIIIII ABOUT GEMINIS

💚 yall have a very youthful young and free teen ager type vibe of sexuality

💚" once you have my mind you got my cookie"

💚you play mind games on men and make them think they gone get sum

💚pure sexuality and curiosity about sex

Channeled Song

Positions-Ariana Grandé

🌱 your vagina could look very new or versatile that's the best way ik how to put it (hope it makes sense 😕)

🌱this sounds weird but give this a try let your partner talk to your 🐱 listen your coochie is a living entity too. So let your partner whisper to her let him blow some air on that kitty 🤭😹 (gemini is a air sign, words of affirmation is key!)

🌱very experimental in sex

🌱changing positions

🌱 I feel like whoever yall have sex with you take a piece of their brain 🧠

🌱 speak affirmations on your womb it could really benefit

🌱 I think yall like an equal give and take in the bedroom

🌱 to stimulate the clit your partner might have to change up their motion if ya know what I mean 😫😌

🌱 clit gets stimulate through being talked through orgasm

Aka I'm here for a good time not a long time- Gemini in klet 🌱

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KLET IN CANCER ♋:

🌸 "SLIPPERY EXCUSE ME PLEASE ME" 💦💦💦

🌸 "69": BY TEYANA TAYLOR

🌸 YA'LL SEXUALITY IS LIKE I JUST WANT TO LOVE YOU

🌸 ITS GIVING VERY SENSUAL AND CUTE

🌸 MOTHERING TYPE

🌸COULD COME OFF AS CUTESY OR INNOCENT THIS COULD BE APART OF YOUR FEMININE SEXUAL ENERGY

🌸 YALL LIKE YOUR BOOBIES SUCKED ON

🌸 NIPPLE STIMULATION 😮‍💨

🌸 VERY BEAUTIFUL SEXUAL ENERGY AND MOON LIKE

Channeled Songs:

💗your vagina may look very moist

💗fertile looking ?

💗pretty p*ssy fr fr

💗 may get a lot of compliments on how wet it is

💗 may get stimulated when you have an emotional connection with your partner

💗 you definitely don't like casual sex / one night stands

💗 breeding kink ??

💗you might get alot of men who try to get you pregnant on purpose

💗 yall can be freaks ONCE YOU FEEL COMFORTABLE

💗 69 ??

💗 your womb wants to have sex with men who feel like home

💗 p*ssy fairy 🧚‍♂️

💗 typical for yall to have sex with someone you see yourself being married to and having kids with

💗 clit gets stimulated by foreplay & touch ☝🏽

💗they can get turned on when they are able to nurture their partner

💗 Cancerians need someone they feel emotionally secure with but they really are very sexual and once they feel comfortable with you anything you do is a turn on 😫😮‍💨

( this my placement btw)😁💓

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KLET IN LEO ♌:

🐱RAW SEXUALITY

🐱BIG CLIT QUEEN ENERGY 👑

🐱 YOU MAY GIVE OFF PORN STAR VIBES THATS NOT A BAD THING PEOPLE MAY JUST SEE YOU AS VERY BEAUTIFUL AND ATTRACTIVE

🐱 YALL HAVE A PRAISE KINK FASHO

🐱 HAIR PULLING AND A** SLAPPING

Channeled Song:

Private Show - T.I.

💛CASUAL SEX

💛LIKES FLIRTING

💛DEFINITELY GOT SIDE PIECES

💛GOLDEN P*SSY

💛 VERY SHINY & WARM VAGINA

💛 DEFINITELY BEAUTIFULLLLLL

💛 LET THE SUN HIT YOUR VAGINA SINCE LEO IS RULED BY THE SUN

💛YALL HAVE VERY PASSIONATE

💛 yall need to be praised perioddd

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KLET IN VIRGO ♍:

💙 "THIS P*SSY BOUGIE, THIS P*SSY DONT DO NO FAVORS"

💙 VIRGO VIRGO VIRGO YALL HAVE A VERY WHOLESOME SEXUALITY

💙 LIKE I WONT HAVE SEX WITH YOU UNTIL I KNOW YOUR CLEAN AND HAVE NO STDS

💙BUT IF YOU PROVE TO THEM YOU ARE YOU CAN EXPECT THEM TO REALLY PLEASE YOU 😌

💙VIRGO IS ALL ABOUT SERVICING OTHERS BUT THEY ARE VERY ANALYTICAL ABOUT WHO THEY GIVE THAT SERVICE TO

💙THEY CAN COME OFF AS RESERVED THEREFORE EITHER IT'S LIKE THEY ARE THE ONE THAT CANT BE TOUCHED

Channeled Song

💮ITS TIGHT AND RIGHT

💮 HIGH MAINTENANCE

💮DEFINITELY A PAMPERED KITTY

💮 YALL PARTNERS DEFINITELY LIKE TO DO THE SMALL THINGS TO PLEASE YOU

💮LIKE KISSING YOU AND MAKING SURE YOUR OK

💮 YOU ALSO TAKE CARE OF YOUR PARTNER

💮 CONNECT TO EARTH .

💮YOU MAY GET TURNED ON WHEN YOU SEE YOUR PARTNER WORKING HARD TO PLEASE YOU

💮 A LOT DAILY SEX TOO💛

💮sex could calm the nerves for ya'll

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KLET IN LIBRA ♎:

🖤THIS IS THE TYPE OF SEXUALITY WHERE YOUR JUST BEAUTIFUL BECAUSE THATS THE VIBE YOU GIVE OFF

🖤 PEOPLE COULD APPROACH WHEN YOU SHOW OFF YOUR FEMININE SIDE

🖤 VERY PRETTY DOWN THERE

🖤 MAYBE PINK OR JUST AN EVEN TONE

🖤 YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE IN GENERAL

🖤IF YOUR LOOKING JUST TO BRING IN SEXUAL PARTNERS EMBODY YOUR LIBRA ENERGY

Channeled Song

🤎 whenever you have sex with partners they probably feel like your yoni is perfect

🤎equal give and take in the bedroom

🤎 I feel like yall get stimulated by a beautiful environmental and feeling appreciated

🤎depending on what degree/house klet is in could give more insight because libra is such a balanced sign

🤎 you don't like it too slow or too fast just in middle to enjoy the act, may be into a lil rough stuff tho....👀

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KLET IN SCORPIO ♏:

❤️ DARK AND SULTRY SEXUAL ENERGY

❤️ FIERY & PASSIONATE

❤️ YALL WANT TO FEEL CONNECTED AND INTENSE DEVOTION

❤️SOME MIGHT SEE YOU AS A MYSETERY OR WONDER WHAT SEX WITH YOU IS LIKE

❤️ SEX WITH ME - RIHANNA IS YALL CHANNELED SONG 💋💦

❤️TABOO/ SEX MAGIC THINGS LIKE THAT

❤️ IF LILITH IS ASPECTJNG THIS YOU MIGHT FEEL EVEN MORE DARKER OR ASHAMED FOR YOU SEXUALITY

❤️ LIKE ARIES PARTNERS MAY EITHER BE INTIMIDATED OR THEY COULD BE INTRIGUED

❤️ DEFINITELY MIGHT HAVE STALKERS AFTER YOU HAVE SEX WITH THEM

Channeled Song

🍒HIGH SEX DRIVE AND CAN EASILY REACH AN ORGASM

🍒DEVOTION IS HOW YOU TURN THESE PEOPLE ON

🍒 BDSM??

🍒KINKS??

🍒RED & PINK HUE TO THE VAGINA

🍒 WET & HOT BECAUSE SCORPIO IS WATER AND OF COURSE HOT BECAUSE THE ORGINAL PLANET IS MARS

🍒 I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE WILL LOOK AT YOU AND KNOW THAT THEYLL BE ADDICTED TO YOU

🍒 IN WORST CASE SOME COULD BE ADDICTED TO STIMULATION

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KLET IN SAGITTARIUS ♐:

🤍BDE

🤍 I FEEL LIKE YOUR SEXUAL ENERGY EXPANDS AS YOU LEARN

🤍 THE MORE YOU RECIEVE BLESSINGS THE MORE YOU ATTRACT SEXUAL ENERGY

🤍 YOU COULD REALLY BE BLESSED WITH GOOD COOTIE CUZ JUPITER IS HERE AND YOIR CONSTANTLY RECIEVEING

🤍 YOU MIGHT HAVE A BIG CLIT

Channeled Song

🍇 I FEEL LIKE YALL HAVE WATER

🍇MIGHT NOT BE AS TIGHT

🍇 OUTIE

🍇 JUICY & FAT

🍇GETS STIMULATED THROUGH AN ABUNDANCE OF FOREPLAY

🍇 I THINK THESE ARE THE TYPE OF PEOPLE WHERE THEY NEED A LOT TO GET PLEASURE 😌

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KLET IN CAPRICORN ♑:

🌳 BDE

🌳 daddy energy

🌳I feel like you get turned on when there is a chase to get you

🌳 you may attract partners who have to work to get you

🌳people feel like they have to do what you say

Channeled Song

💐 gets turned on when you see your partner working hard to please you, and when they put in time & effort

💐you may be very determined in the bedroom to please your partner

💐 your vagina may look very intimidating ( take it as it resonates)

💐 very pretty 😺

💐a force to be reckoned with

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KLET IN AQUARIUS ♒:

👾 you or your partners may be very spontaneous & eccentric

👾 random outbursts of horniness

👾kinky

👾 people may feel like sex with you is different and unconventional

👾raw & real

Channeled Song:

Tumblr wouldn't let me use anymore audio, so here's a link!

S&M - Rihanna

👽your clit gets stimulated when you feel free and on edge

👽you feel sexy when you can be you unapologetically

👽there might be a shocking factor to how your vagina looks

👽 maybe ethereal or something like that

👽open-minded and willing to try new things

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KLET IN PISCES ♓:

🔮 YOUR FEMININE SEXUAL ENERGY COMES OFF AS MYSTICISM, and dreamy.

🔮 people could feel you have healing energy to you and they may feel deeply connected when you have sex

🔮 sex feels emotionally connecting

🪄 your vagina may look dreamy/ enchanting

🪄 since pisces is a water sign you could have a ocean down there 🤭

🪄 you get turned on when you feel spiritually connected to your partner

🪄 you may also enjoy role play

🪄 unconditional love is how you get stimulated

Channeled Song:

P*ssy fairy- Jhené Aiko

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Hope you guys enjoyed this! Tell me your placement, and if you feel it fits the description!

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pixiemunsons · 2 years

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hiii what about steve harrington x reader where steve with all of the girls he slept before he can't manage to cum -like he only cums when he's alone and like it feels kinda humiliating to him to cum in front of someone bc he's really noisy and it's reader's first time and she manage to make him cum 👀

stop the world (i wanna get off with you) sh

stevie learns that sometimes, you just gotta let go (3.1k words)

anon i'm so sorry i missed the part where u said first time however it is their first time together. my first steve fic!! also don't usually write dom!reader so v new for me. thank u for requesting<3 this is set sort of between s2 and 3

light sub!steve/dom!reader, caretaking, handjobs, vulnerable/embarrassed steve, mentions of him sleeping w other girls but no jealousy, first orgasm w a partner, p in v sex, gentle sex, lots of sweet talking and reassurance, this is a very sweet little thing w very very little angst. no use of y/n or appearance description. no spoilers

‘sorry, can you say that again?’

steve blushed bright red, running a hand through his messy hair as you stared at him, wide mouthed.

‘baby, please, it’s so humiliating!’ he threw his head back into the pillow, hiding his hot face in his hands, and it took almost all of your strength to gently prise his fingers away from his eyes.

‘no, s’not. just wanna make sure i heard you properly.’

steve sighed deeply, looking at you tentatively.

‘no one else has ever been able to make me cum before, just myself. happy now?’

───

when king steve harrington had first asked you on a date, you thought he was joking. you’d barely ever spoken at school; helped him get through a bio test once when he was in junior year and you were a sophomore taking an advanced class, but outside of that, you’d barely interacted.

that is, until you had nipped over to jonathan byers’ house to drop him and his mother a tray of mac and cheese and ask how the search for will was going and had found him, nancy and steve beating the shit out of an alien.

it had all sort of snowballed from there, really. nancy and steve started dating again not long after the incident, before she bounced on over to byers, and while you were really happy for your friends, it had been you that was left to pick up the broken pieces of steve harrington’s heart. well, you and the ragtag bunch of thirteen-year-olds that you had sort of acquired over time. you learnt a lot about steve over the months you spent together; he was a serial dater, though they never seemed to go anywhere - despite the girls seemingly chasing him for weeks after he’d turned them down. he loved ice cream and cheesy rom-coms and the songs from west side story. steve harrington liked driving the kids around, even when he denied it, and listening to dustin talk about d&d, and so it turned out, he really, really liked you.

he’d asked you to go on three dates before you started to believe that he really wanted you like that, and even then he’d had to ask twice more before you agreed to go. you had heard he was a bit of a fuck ‘em and chuck ‘em kinda guy, and the dynamic you’d built up wasn’t something you were willing to ruin for a quick fumble; even if you had heard that said fumbles were nothing short of magnificent. he’d done things properly though; picked you up and opened the car door for you, told your mother he’d have you home on time, taken you to enzo’s, the nicest place in town. he’d made you laugh with his stories all night, ignoring the way other patrons looked at you, and when you reached for the cheque at the end of the night he had brushed you off as if you asking was an insult in and of itself. and then he’d taken you home fifteen minutes before curfew and asked you permission before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips, driving away and leaving you leaning breathless against your front door.

being with steve was a lot different to how you expected it might be. it was just like before, really, doing everything together like best friends. but you caught the way he looked at you now, really looked at you like no one else did. saw how he took in every scar, every mark and cherished it, loved it as a part of you. and even though you hadn’t quite said those words yet, hadn’t quite taken it there, you knew it was true for both of you. there were other things about steve that you hadn’t expected, either; how his room was still the blue colour he’d painted it at twelve, how he could cook a really decent spaghetti. and how, five months into your relationship, he’d never taken it further than making out.

you hadn’t intended to get onto the conversation. you were just talking about how tommy and carol were hooking up again even after their latest break up, and steve had said he thought tommy was dating paula morgan from their graduating class, and about how steve’d gone on a date with her once and she’d left a hickey so big he had to tell his folks he got hit with a volleyball in gym. you knew there was a reason paula kept giving you the shit-eye when you went into the grocery store where she worked.

‘tellin’ you, i got off lucky! danny rogers, you know from the year above me? he told me once that she gave him a handy and twisted it so hard he was bruised for weeks! scared me off of her for life.’

you laughed, half thinking as he spoke. he had hooked up with loads of girls at school, you knew that, but the more you two spoke about your histories the more you were finding out; secret rendezvous' with girls under the bleachers, in the back of his car. he’d even confessed that he let sheila richards give him a blowjob in mr davies’ empty maths classroom. but it’d been months and the most the two of you had done was heavy petting over the clothes and making out before he’d push you gently away to get back to whatever movie you’d rented that weekend, even if you could feel how hard he was under his jeans. you hadn’t really meant to bring it up at that point, but surely it was better to tell him how you were feeling?

so you’d asked what was going on, and he’d stared at you for so long you thought you might burst into flames of embarrassment, desperately worried you’d said the wrong thing, when he came out with a whisper so tiny you almost didn’t hear it.

almost.

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‘but-but what about all the other girls? you’ve been getting it left right and centre by every girl in your year, and i’ve certainly never heard any of them complaining.’

steve looked at you and drew a deep breath, shrugging his shoulders.

‘no, babe, they’ve been getting it from me. i mean, i’ve had a few… favours, but i’ve just never, like, finished. i find an excuse, like that i can hear someone coming or whatever, and then i go home and… sort myself out.’

‘so, you can come? just not when other people try?’

he nodded his head, seemingly more calm now that it was out there in the open.

‘is it a physical thing, you think? or a mental block?’

steve shrugged his shoulders again.

‘bit of both, maybe? i think part of it is that i’ve never been that bothered about cumming? i know it sounds silly, but i’m not usually in the sex for myself, and when you end up with a reputation like mine, you gotta find a way of keepin’ it up. so i just do what i need’a do to get her there, then deal with myself later.’ he felt silly now that he said it aloud, wringing his fingers in front of him. it had been part of the reason he’d never moved on you; he was too worried you’d think he didn’t find you attractive, didn’t want you, and the thought killed him.

‘you ever fucked someone you really care about, before, stevie? who really cares about you?’

he looked up at the change of tone in your voice, and saw that you were climbing up his body so your faces were level. he was going red again, gulping as you leaned down over him.

’n-no? never.’

you cocked your head to the side, frowning. ‘what about nance?’ steve shook his head solemnly.

‘no, w-we never… what are you doing, babe?’ he asked as you crawled onto his lap, thighs now either side of his hips.

‘stevie, i think the reason you were never bothered is because they weren’t. they just wanted to fuck the king, have a piece of him. but i don’t want the king.’ you laid a soft kiss on his lips, smiling as you pulled away and steve followed you for more. ‘i want steve harrington. and i wanna make him feel good. y’gonna let me do that?’ you were almost purring, playing with the hem of his t-shirt, and steve couldn’t even find the words to express how he felt other than god, baby, yes please.

you started by kissing him real, real slow. moved your lips over his languidly, tongue running gently over the seam of his lips in soft, caressing strokes that had his head spinning and his chin jutting forward for more. his mouth opened, and you slipped yourself in, running your tongue over his own. steve moaned gently into the kiss, grinding his hips up into yours, and you pushed them back down gently.

‘not yet, baby, tryna make this good for you. just calm down, take it slow. we got all the time in the world.’ he hummed against your mouth, settling his hips down while his hands explored your body slowly. you sat with him like this for a little while; one hand playing with his hair whilst the other sat on his stomach, pressing tender smooches to his lips, his nose, his cheeks, ears, forehead, eyes, until eventually you worked a trail of lip gloss down his neck. your teeth came out at the base of his throat, only gently, marking him inconspicuously as yours, and he almost whimpered under you.

it wasn’t often that you took your time with steve. it was hard to show your appreciation for him sexually when he was always resisting, refusing to let you in. so you were definitely having a lot of fun taking your time tonight. you stripped him of his t-shirt, straddling his hips and feeling his hard cock pressed against you through both of your jeans as you leant forward. your lips shifted from his neck to his chest, nipping at his collarbones as you moved down his stomach.

‘stevie, y’ so pretty,’ you whispered from his happy trail, nose nudging at the curls that lay there as he whined under you.

‘you’re so beautiful, babe, so gorgeous.’ his hand dropped from his chest to your face, stroking at your cheek gently with a thumb. you turned to kiss his fingertips gently, and he moaned when you took the very tip of his index finger into your mouth and sucked gently.

‘’m gonna get you all ready for me, stevie, use my hand and get you worked up, then i’m gonna get on top like you like it and make you feel good. no pressure, if y’can’t cum it’s all good, we’ll just try again when you’re ready. i jus’ want you to know you’re safe with me, nothin’ bad’s gonna happen, i’m gonna take good care of you, yeah?’ you were running your fingers over the top of his jeans, dipping into his boxers ever so gently, and he nodded, fingers grabbing for your t-shirt.

‘yeah, but can you take this off, too? please? don’t wanna be the only one sat here naked,’ he half-chuckled, half-moaned when you stripped the garment away, bra following so you were clad in your jeans alone.

‘can you go in the drawer, babe, get the lube please?’ you asked sweetly, and he passed it down with a kiss pressed to the top of your head. you manoeuvred your position so you were sat facing steve, his face level with your boobs as you straddled his thighs, giving you enough room to pull him out of his jeans and boxers. and, wow, was he hard. and big. his red tip was leaking, almost painful looking, and you pumped some of the lube into your right hand before rubbing it together in your palm, warming it up. he let out a hiss when you finally made contact, hips bucking up into your palm. you simply eased him back down again, pressing a kiss to the bicep of his right arm.

‘shh, baby, i said i got you. how do you usually like it?’

steve cocked his head to the side, blushing red. ‘what do you mean?’

‘you said you make yourself cum,’ you grabbed his hand, guiding it on top of yours. ‘so show me how you do that. maybe it’ll help you relax a little.’ he was nervous, you could tell, so you kissed him gently on the mouth, nodding gently to encourage him. slowly, his hand tightened your own around his cock, moving at a much slower pace than you anticipated he’d like. not that you minded; having him show you how intimately, gently, he liked to be touched was getting you wet, and it was taking a lot to keep your mind on the task quite literally at hand.

steve removed his hand once you seemed to be getting the hang of it, letting his head flop back against the pillows behind him.

‘o-oh, baby, just like that,’ he was writhing under you, leg bouncing up between your thighs in a way that made them clench. steve noticed, reaching out to touch you, but you carefully brushed his hand away.

‘not right now, stevie. we’re gonna think about you for now, we can worry about me later, ’s okay,’ you whispered up at him, flicking your thumb over the very head of him and watching as his head dropped back once more, eyes rolling into his head.

‘f-fuck, that’s so… fuck.’ he seemed to be relaxing, finally, letting you make him feel like he deserved for the first time.

‘you’re doin’ so good f’me, babe. such a good boy,’ you hummed, and steve’s fingers were white knuckled and wound into the bedsheets. he moaned, high-pitched and needy, and the sound went right between your legs.

‘’m gonna c-cum, babe, fuck, stop,’ he whimpered, and you cocked an eyebrow.

‘why stop? everything okay?’

‘wanna- fuck, wanna cum in you.’ his words sent a shiver down your spine, and you swallowed the moan making its way to the surface.

‘you sure? you won’t lose it if i stop now?’

steve shook his head vehemently, pushing your hand away from his leaking cock and reaching to undo your jeans, yanking them down to your knees. you leant forward to kiss him, gently pushing his arms back to his sides.

‘there’s no rush, steve, we can take our time. here, keep touching yourself f’me. there you go baby, just like that.’ you stripped yourself slowly, pushing your lace underwear down your hips and kicking them off with your jeans so you were bare in front of him. you’d usually be nervous, first time a boy saw you like that, but steve? he was something different. his hand was pumping up and down his cock just like he’d shown you he liked it, eyelids drooping as he revered your naked form above him.

‘want me on top? or d’you wanna do it?’

steve groaned again. he had no idea how he’d managed to swing you, but right now, he definitely wasn’t complaining. ‘can you do it, babe, please?’

his puppy dog eyes were so disarming, so loving, you couldn’t help but to lean forward and run a thumb over his lips, watching as he ran the very tip of his tongue over the pad of your digit.

‘i just want you to know that there’s no pressure, honey. if it doesn’t happen, we don’t force it, we try until you wanna stop and then we try another time, okay?’ the concern in your eyes had him almost in tears, so he just nodded as you lowered yourself onto him for the first time.

the sting was uncomfortable but not unwelcome, his thick cock stretching you out just enough for it to hurt whilst still feeling good. you moaned together when you finally had him all the way down to his thick base, buried so deep you could feel it everywhere.

‘’m not gonna last long, sweetheart,’ steve grunted, hips meeting yours mid-thrust and you couldn’t bring yourself to stop him, not when he was bumping up against a spot that had you seeing stars.

‘stevie, so good, so fuckin’ big and perfect for me,’ you were half-crying on his cock, trying to keep a rhythm going.

‘where d’you - fuck - want it? s’comin’ babe,’ steve was grunting through gritted teeth, and you just had time to cry out ‘stomach, shit’ when he was pulling out, head poking out from his hand as he fisted his cock, warm splashes of cum spurting out to paint your tummy.

‘oh baby, oh my love, fuck, so good!’ steve was almost shouting through his orgasm from under you, and he was the most beautiful person you’d ever met. head thrown back, hair messy, chest red and mouth forming an o as he rode his orgasm out in his hand. you were still hovering above him, up on your knees, when he covered his face with his hands once more.

‘stevie, what’s wrong?’ you asked, worried you’d taken it too far. he peeked out from between his fingers, eyeing you.

‘that was so loud, s'embarrassing,’ he whispered, and you pulled his hands from his face like you had not half an hour earlier.

‘you kidding? that was so hot!’

‘shut up, don’t be a dick.’

‘steve, i’m being serious!’ he peered over at you, intrigued, as you started ranting. ‘fuck, i can’t believe i’m the first person to see you like that! i mean, i’m glad i was, because holy shit, that was a religious fucking experience!’ the look of wonder on your face soon became something a little more teasing. ‘i can’t wait to make you do that again.’

it was your turn to be surprised when steve looped his arms around your thighs, yanking you forward so you were still on your knees, now situated with your pussy directly over his mouth. a smirk spread across steve’s face at the look of wonder on your own.

‘well, not right now, you won’t sweetheart.’

he pressed a trail of kisses down your right inner thigh, short nails scraping at the skin of your ass.

‘you’ve shown me what a good job you can do. now it’s time to show you what i’m famous for, baby.’

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two-white-butterflies · 9 months

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hectic inside | L4

Description: It's your first time in Monaco - you catch a certain DJ's eye. After a few days of getting to know each other, the nature of his career makes it clear that he isn't just a normal boy.

He fucking looks like one of the dudes you watched in HBO. The same cinnamon eyes - a light tinge of youth. There were headphones situated on his neck, and he skillfully made his way through the DJ booth - pumping a song that explained his personality perfectly.

"He's kind of a golden retriever lad." your classmate commented, staring at him - who was dancing on the stage. "He's giving - looks like a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll." you chuckled while taking a sip of your drink. At a young age - you were made aware of other people's tendencies.

You could tell what their characters were - just by the vibes that they had - and by the gods, this DJ had awesome vibes. He reminded you of your family - who were probably sleeping back home. He looks like the type of guy who'd go around introducing himself. You liked that.

"The both of you make a perfect pair," your classmate added - and a small blush creeps towards your cheeks - engulfing your face with that pinkish hue - that you could hopefully pass off as the effects of alcohol. "But (Your Name) is different, because she's a cinnamon role that can kill you." your friend giggled while raising her glass.

"Guess who I'm going to kill first?" you rolled your eyes as she flashed her tongue. "You should speak to him," your classmate leaned. A groan escapes your mouth. "Guys, if he manages to take me away - no one is driving you home." you pointed out - maybe they'll stop trying to set you up with someone after this.

Your friend laughs.

"Monaco is a small city - we can walk home." she retorted. "- plus, all sacrifices are worthy if that guy can lift you off your feet." she added cheekily, finishing the contents of her glass.

They were insufferable at times.

"When you walk by every night, talking sweet and looking fine - I get kinda hectic inside." he sang this time - finally out of the DJ booth and into the dance floor. Your best friend strategically pushed you towards Lando - forcing you to stumble into his arms. "Ah, shit sorry." he apologized, catching you.

A gasp escapes your mouth - a little hurt by almost falling.

"Nah, it's totally my fault." you fixed your hair, slowly moving out of his arms with reluctance. He smelled like baby powder - the ones that smelled like jasmine kind. His chest was soft - like he took a bath in hyaluronic acid. "Well, my name's Lando - and you are?" he offered his hand to shake.

You attempted to look behind you - but your friends already retreated back to the table. "(Your Name)," you responded with a thin lipped smile. I mean - charms were basically useless in front of a man who was exactly your type. "That's a cute name." he smiled, shaking your hand but not letting go of it - instead he pulls you towards a more secluded part of the dance floor.

(your name)'s close friend - instagram

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Lando could remember what happened last night. You drank too much vodka. He offered to drive you home - but you forgot the place that you lived - and passed out - but not before giving him consent to bring you back to his place. Poor boy almost shit his pants.

"Did I wake you up?" he could feel your hands gently nudge him awake. Well, you were obviously trying to wake him up.

"Uh, no it's alright." he tried to sit down - feeling his body sore from sleeping on the floor. He looks at the 'bed' - a pile of socks.

"I'm sorry if I have to ask but-"

"No, nothing happened - you drank too much and I didn't know where you lived." he explained, trying to not seem crazy. Judging from your demeanor - you didn't know him. You weren't aware of his semi-successful formula one career. To you - he was just some DJ that brought you home.

"Oh fuck, that happens when I drink - that's why I try my best to control it. I'm really sorry if I bothered you." you apologized, taking the duvet off your body and preparing to leave. "And uhh I used your fingerprint to open your phone - I gave your friends your location. Just in case." he explained and you smiled.

"Thank you for being considerate. If there's anything that I can do for you - just tell me." you thanked and he grabbed a shirt to cover his body. Okay ... maybe he got a little drunk last night.

"It's nothing, but we'll keep in touch, right?" he smiled and you nodded. "Of course, you're like the coolest guy in Monaco." you scoffed while pulling out your instagram. "I'll add you on insta." you mumbled while typing Lando on the search bar.

"Oh, I'll add you later...what's your username?" he inquired.

God knows where his phone was.

"yourname..." you replied.

@landonorris has requested to follow you.

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landonorris: hi stranger

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generallysapphic · 1 year

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a change in nature +18 (shuri x reader)

you had picked on some hints before but this all and in all was a bit strange. the late nights, the certain wardrobe, the way she talked, something about shuri was just different; you had just chalked it up to her being eccentric in some ways, only to fine out the actual truth— it’s more likely she was vampire. but, it didn’t scare you, it was actually exciting.

vampire ! shuri what the fuckkkk, i know this is a little out there but this is just an AU i had gotten requests for and it kinda had me like 👀👀 anyways the reader is a royal figure, not explicitly a princess but you’ll see.

warnings; LOTS OF BLOOD— like descriptions, talk of periods/cycles, bleeding all that jazz (she’s a vampire so yeah), soft top! shuri x sub! reader, overstim, multiple orgasms, pet names, name calling, established relationship, scent kink, praise kink, blood kink, pain kink, descriptive biting, strap on sex, some magical elements, vampire rules, possessive sex, slight breeding kink, squirting, semi mating ritual, aggressive sex, dumbification, drooling.

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it starts with a simple joke.

shuri is enthralled with you, completely captivating you under your sheets, your hands grabbing at hers while you’re finishing against her mouth. you whimper once you’re done, and shuri pulls away, sighing and kissing your clit and you jerk a bit, overstimulated and sighing.

she comes up to you, mouth still wet, kissing you and holding your face still. she bites at your lips and you smile. she had always had a habit of doing that; biting at you and kissing your lips when she bit too hard. she’d always apologize, a whisper of, “i’m sorry, my love,” then she’d do it again and again. only when you whimper in fake pain does she she stop; because it really doesn’t hurt, in fact it feels good, but you’re afraid you’d scare her off with an admission like that.

she’s biting at your lips once more when you pull away smiling, mouth red and wet. shuri stares at your lips for a second, eyes darkening and licking her own and you chuckle slightly, joking, “you like when i bleed, love?” you say and she looks back up at your eyes and you see it— excitement. maybe even, want.

and you’ve been with shuri long enough to know her and her faces. you know when she’s upset, you know when she’s sad without saying a word and you especially know when she’s excited, when she wants to fuck you until you say stop, and that look, that look— was what you just saw. it’s small flash but you catch it and shuri’s smiling again, wordlessly kissing against you to distract you from her revealing eyes but it stays with you;

shuri likes when you bleed.

you stir a bit, as shuri gets up to clean up and you blink in the information you had just realized. a kink, maybe? you think, watching her move to the bathroom and washing her hands. “should we finish in the garden tomorrow? i think your peonies are overgrown,” she says, smiling and you nod, still not truly hearing her. “yes, we can,” is the small response and your mind is still wondering once shuri is in bed again, tilting you to look at her, “did i bite too hard, again, love? i’m sorry,” she whispers as you suck on your lip.

you blink, nodding, realizing that’s a better reason than what you were thinking. she kisses you softly, so obviously holding back, and you kiss her back. your lips are still bleeding a bit and you can feel shuri suck on your mouth, both to ease you and to get the blood from off of your lip. you moan a bit, pulling back, feeling more heat pool at your stomach like you hadn’t just cum, “we should sleep,” you whisper and shuri nods, breathless and mouth wet, wanting more.

you turn to cut off the night lamp you at your bedside and shuri comes to cuddle up next to you, sighing and closing her eyes. you joke, “what time do you think you’ll actually go to sleep tonight?” and she smiles in the darkness, “hmmm.. 4, maybe 5,” and you laugh a bit in her shoulder, sighing, “you should get that looked at, love, i have no idea how you function with so little sleep,” you whisper back and smile, feeling her smile on your forehead,

“i’m sure i’ll be fine. remember i told you, i hadn’t really gotten a lot of sleep when i was younger either,” she says back and you feel your eyes closing, sleep residing behind them, “i wonder why..” you mumble back before you feel yourself drift.

you decide to do some research the next day, mind still buzzing while shuri’s in the garden. your library attached to the castle is huge so there’s got to be the book you’re looking for.

you find it, tucked away and placed between a cookbook for witches. you were no stranger to magic and wild like creatures, your mother was a witch and your unknown father had been hinted at being a warlock, it doesn’t surprise you at all that your girlfriend might be.. well, a vampire. it’s just— vampires are extinct, you know this, much like everyone did. driven out by the ever changing and burning sun and being shifted into small communities that grew smaller and smaller by the decade.

maybe not small enough, you thought, flipping through the history book and finally reaching V. this book your mother left you contained all the living families of all living beings. you find it, the longest family tree at the end of the book and low and behold, the udaku name is printed in bold before you. your eyes move lower and lower until you see it,

shuri udaku is the last living vampire in this family. she has survived her mother, brother, father, and cousin.

you blink a bit, mouth slightly opening, and you feel your heart sting. you sigh, shuri had told you that, that she was the last of her family, everyone else passing in such hurtful ways she never told you. you only heard of her mother and brother, her father being distant and her cousin being hot headed as she described, but you had no idea it meant… she was it. you hoped there was a forgotten auntie or loved one somewhere, but your mother’s books never lie, and update to the date. you sigh and close the book, even though you had gotten your answer, you felt sullen.

you put the book down, exhaling. you see shuri through the windows in the garden, picking flowers with her dark jumpsuit and gloves on. you smile, seeing how far she is from the fresh garlic you grew, all her little idiosyncrasies suddenly making a lot of sense; her fashion sense, the way she talks (Gods, shuri’s probably much older than you, you realize), her need to ask you to come in even though you’ve lived together for so long, her biting.

you shudder a bit; you had read up on vampires and biting and mating rituals, how they only bite at a certain time of year and with their mates. you remember during your first year together, how shuri one random summer fucked you nearly everyday it seemed, biting you ever so softly but still keeping you practically strapped to your shared bed, there were few moments you two were apart that summer. you only read about it because you wanted to know if there was a summerly ritual in some way but it wasn’t; the vampire season happened in the winter.

you lick your lips, thinking. it is getting cold, you start, could shuri be close to that time? you turn back around and search the library again, straying to find V, the smallest section there. you chuckle to yourself, your mother nor father cared for vampires; how heated they would be to know one lives in their castle now. you find a small vampire calendar, but it’s nearly 200 years old. shuri’s older than you but not by that much, you conclude, moving it aside.

you find another, so your girlfriend’s a vampire?! the cover reads and you smirk, opening the page and seeing your mother’s handwriting.

“don’t think you could hide a vampire in my house, daughter. even in death, i’ll know,” you read aloud and laugh, your mother always one to get the last laugh. the actual book behind the cover reads, the importance of understanding your vampire partner, a guide to making your home theirs and being apart of their culture.

you smile sadly, your mother still and always looking out for you. you hear the door to the library open, shuri shaking off her gloves and taking off her shades, “darling, it’s freezing out, those poor peonies,” she says, exhausted. you cast a quick hidden spell on the book and place it down, “oh, they’ll be fine. they actually thrive in this kind of weather,” and she nods, smiling.

shuri comes up to you wraps her hands around your waist, leaning down to kiss you softly, “what’re you doing in here, hmm? avoiding your garden and making me do all the hard work,” she mumbles against your mouth and you smile, thinking of the book you had tucked away and shake your head, “no, no i was about to come out, just — mother left me a note, i wanted to read it.” you say and it wasn’t an entire lie, something you knew vampires could detect. you watch shuri closely and she nods, “i understand, what did it say?”

you smile again, “just to take care of you, and how much she loves you,” you laugh out smiling and shuri rolls her eyes, swaying you both, “well i hate to be the one to tell you this, but that was definitely another ghost, my dear, your mother would never,” shuri laughs with you, pulling you away into a kiss, and you smile against her mouth, sighing.

you pull away suddenly, an idea forming. “darling, wait, i have an idea,” you say smiling brightly, and she looks at you puzzled but intrigued, “please, if you could, go into the market and get some lamb. i have the money for it, don’t worry, but i want to make a special dinner tonight,” you say and she smiles, “lamb is expensive, my love, i could buy it if needed—” and you cut her off with a shake of your head, “no, nope, i want to, wanna buy it and cook it, i want to,” your reiterate and she laughs, kissing your cheeks, “alright, alright. do you want the whole thing or just the body?”

you think, grabbing her hand and leading her out the library, she puts her shades on and gives you her coat, “the body, just make sure the butcher cuts the fat, he skimmed on me last time,” you say and smack your lips, and shuri laughs. “alright, understood. what ever is the occasion, if i can ask?”

you smirk at her and walk ahead, skipping a bit, “a celebration, if you will,” you say, walking in the corridor that leads to the main part of the house. you drape her coat over the hanger and see shuri behind you still thinking before she gives up, “i’m stumped. it’s not our anniversary nor your or my birthday, what else is there?” and shake your head, laughing, “if i tell you, it’ll ruin the surprise! go, go get dressed, we’ll talk when you come back,” and you kiss her cheek, skipping away and laughing. shuri stands in the hallway sighing and smiling, before walking away and going to the bedroom to get dressed.

you dash to a bathroom, your hidden spell nearly giving up and reveling your book before you get there. you flip through it, know the page is in here somewhere, you had read it as a child. you find it, page 97, “a traditional and welcoming vampire dish: baked, blooded lamb and thyme potatoes— a meal to show your love and appreciation for your partner’s culture and lifestyle.” you smile, simple and easy instructions, with the help that you’ve baked lamb for shuri before and she nearly tried to marry you on the spot. you read through the ingredients and make sure you have everything. but then you see—

you gasp, opening the door to the bathroom and yelling down the hall, “and be sure to pick up red wine, as well, my love!” knowing she can hear you. shuri yells back, “okay!” and you smile, closing the door and flipping through the book once more.

you get to a chapter named “mating and the sex life of vampires” and blink, biting at your swore lips. should you? it wasn’t necessarily an invasion of privacy, you think, you’re just getting … prepared. you turn the page, reading quickly, as you knew shuri would need your wallet soon since you said you’d pay for the food.

vampires take love and sex very seriously, you read, to them it’s an extension of their love and craving of you, therefore they don’t engage in one night stands or hook ups unlike other creatures and humans. you nod, agreeing like the book can see you. shuri had told you about the two other girlfriends she had before you, all long term relationships that always ended because the girl breaking up with shuri, never the other way around. you wondered if those girls knew shuri was a vampire and the fact that they might and you hadn’t made your stomach bubble in jealousy.

you sigh and continue reading, a typical mating season for a young ~300 year old vampire is during the colder months, starting around October 31. (and please don’t make Halloween jokes to your vampire partner, they don’t enjoy them.) during the colder months, a vampire’s energy is spiked due to the lack of the sun and the frigid air sticking to their skin as opposed to the humidity and aridness of the warmer season, typically drying them out. there is an off period during a young vampires life where they may find the urge to mate during the summer. it usually happens because they’re deeply connected to their partner that their own biological chemistry cannot contain the excitement they feel around their partner.

you gasp, that one summer! you remembered every detail, how shuri wouldn’t let you go, sometimes even to the garden alone, and how many times she had professed her love to you. you first joked that she’s in her period but now you’re wondering if that’s what it all was.

you read on, trying to see if you need anything to prepare. typical vampire mating periods last a month and a half. the vampire may feel deeply connected to you, they may try to hinder you from leaving their side, let alone the house you may share. for the partners of vampires, prepare to be bitten over and over. you gasp a bit, sitting down in the edge of the tub and close your legs to subdue your arousal. she’s going to bite me, you think, reading on.

though your vampire partner may not have their adult fangs yet, typical youth fang sizes are nearly 1 1/2 inches long and half an inch thick. we recommend drinking plenty of pomegranate juice and eating dark chocolate, to increase blood circulation and reduce ache and pain on the areas your partner will bite. vampires enjoy biting at the neck, calves, forearms, buttocks area, inner thighs, as well as stomachs. if the partner of the vampire has a vulva, your partner may enjoy orally pleasing you while on your menstrual cycle. however, it’s usually a vampire to vampire basis thing, as most vampires don’t enjoy it, so remember to as your partner their preferences before the season begins.

you exhale slowly, trying to steady your pacing heart. gods, you couldn’t believe it. your girlfriend was a fucking vampire and she was going to bite you and mark you up and make a mess of you and keep you in bed for days on end and—

a knock at the door stirs you, moving the book away from your lap, and a quick “don’t come in!” leaves your mouth. and shuri laughs from the outside, “i wasn’t, my love, i was just going to say i can’t find your pocketbook, have you got it?” you stammer a bit, shoving the book into the bathroom cabinet and and feeling around your pockets for your wallet.

you open the door, a shy smile on your lips, “sorry, forgot i had it.” and shuri smiles, her coils blocking her eyes a bit and she leans down to kiss you, holding your hands and waist close. it was probably supposed to be a simple good bye kiss, but you’re not letting her away that easy. you tilt your head and deepen the kiss, you sigh against her mouth, pulling her closer and wrapping around her neck and pulling her closer. you open your mouth slightly, her tongue happily invading and you moan softly, feeling her rub up and down your back, lifting your dress to grab at your butt.

you sigh, some of the arousal you felt from your reading coming back as shuri kisses you. you think again, if tonight goes well, she’ll bite you, everywhere, marking up your skin and leaving you breathless and shaking, more than she already does. you moan a bit in her mouth and she smiles against yours, and she pulls away for a bit, “you alright?” and you nod, dazed.

shuri smirks at you, “are you that riled up from one kiss?” you shy and laugh a bit, “maybe,” you whisper back and shuri chuckles to herself, moving and kissing at your neck, holding your waist close with a strong grip, and she backs both of you deeper into the bathroom until you feel your backside hit the sink, “you want some help then?” she whispers into your neck and you nod, running your fingers against the back of her coils to guide her against your neck. she nods back, sliding your dress up and pulling at your underwear, still kissing at your neck and holding you close.

you exhale out moans, sighing a breath of relief once she starts to play with your underwear, moving them aside and sliding her fingers against your lips. you bite your lip, wanting it to be shuri’s teeth instead and you tilt your head, moving hers as well and combine your mouth, kissing her roughly and sighing once she angles her fingers directly at your core, feeling around before sliding her middle finger inside.

you separate, a hushed “fuck,” leaves your mouth against hers and you feel shuri’s smirk. you lean against the sink counter, your hand coming down on it to give you some grounding. shuri comes to your ear, “you’re so wet, my love,” and you shy up, looking away from her as her finger works inside you, moving slowly but with pressure, adding her ring finger along with it. you moan out, taking your hand away from the sink and holding on to her forearm, moving your hips in tandem with her fingers.

your mind wonders, and you think about tonight. what shuri might do to you once you tell her everything, how long she’ll fuck you, how hard she’ll bite you, how she won’t let up. you gasp once she finds your g-spot, “right— fuck, right there, please baby—!” you moan out and shuri nods, fingering you harder, still holding you steady with her other hand and using her palm as something your clit can grind on to. and you do, moving your hips and pussy along with her thrusts and tossing your head back, practically hitting the wall. shuri’s whispering praises in your ear, “so good, sthandwa, you hear how loud you are for me? your pussy is so sweet,” she sighs out and you buck and squeal against her, nails digging into her forearm and neck, bitting your lips until you feel a small trail of blood leave it.

shuri nearly instinctively looks up, probably smelling it, and sighs, fingering your pussy harder and she comes to your mouth, licking away the blood. her tongue on your mouth, licking up your blood and tasting you drives you over the edge, you moan out, no clear warning leaving your mouth and you cum, pussy twitching against shuri’s fingers and body shaking. you dig your fingers deeper into her skin and she kisses at your neck, nearly hiding away as you orgasm washes over you in waves.

shuri coaxes you through out, stopping her fingers and allowing you ride out your euphoria, whispering, “good girl,” over and over in that deep voice that makes you feel like you’re going to cum again. you sigh out in overstimulation once she pulls them out, some of your cum sliding out as well. shuri looks at her fingers, sighing, “oh, you made such a mess, darling,” she patronizes jokingly, and you sigh out a laugh, eyes still closed and mind still coming down to earth. she kisses you deeply, holding on to you and moving you slightly so she can wash her hands. you move slightly, still leaning on her for support and she lets you, drying her hands and holding you steady as you walk out of the bathroom together.

she kisses you in the corridor once your at the door, “i’ll be back, we’ll finish later tonight, hmm?” she says against your mouth and you nod, realizing she has no idea what you have planned.

when shuri gets back, you start cooking, following the recipe to a t. she tries to investigate the book you have, curiously moving the pages but you always slapped her hand away with your spoon and she’d frown and walk away.

you had read up a little more while shuri was away, both about the recipe and vampires in general. you wanted to do everything you could to make shuri feel welcomed and loved, more than you already did.

the potatoes cooked the fastest, and you reduced them in the red wine concoction the recipe called for, starting the oven and skimming the rest of the fat off of the lamb. shuri sat idly by in the living room, playing music and reading.

you called to her, finishing up seasoning the lamb, “my love, what’re you reading over there?” and she speaks up, “your letters to me,” and you blush. there was a period where you hadn’t known if shuri liked you back or not, and instead of being sane and just asking her, you wrote a bunch of hypothetical love letters to her, all unsent and unsealed until shuri asked you out. you had given all of them to her one anniversary and to this day she cherishes them dearly.

“those are so embarrassing,” you mumble and shuri walks in the kitchen, one in hand, “‘oh shuri my love, how could i stand to live without you? this is torment, whoever is keeping us apart deserves hell,’” shuri reads aloud dramatically and you shout, threatening to throw the pepper at her. she laughs and flinches, “you were so dramatic, sithandwa, and to think i was only down the street, if anyone saw these they’d think i was out to war and couldn’t return to you,” she giggles at you and roll your eyes, face hot, “i was deeply in love with you! i hadn’t any idea what time or space was, all i knew was we were apart and it killed me,” you defend yourself and shuri comes behind you, hugging you as you continue seasoning.

“i know, my love, i’m only teasing. you know i love these, more than anything.” and you roll your eyes, her chin resting on your shoulders as you prepare the sauce. she kisses your neck, holding you close but you don’t miss her hand reaching for the book you still had out. “ay,” you slap her away again, and she sighs, “how important is a cookbook?” shuri huffs, rubbing her hand.

you snark back, “yeah, how important is a cookbook, ms. ‘i need to read it while my girlfriend is clearly cooking’. go and read something else, or — no, actually, set the table please,” you say, distracting her and shuri smiles, rolling her eyes and agreeing to do so, walking away from you and gathering dishes.

the oven goes off maybe fifteen minutes later, just as the wine sauce finishes simmering. you take a swig of pomegranate juice and sneak a bit of dark chocolate while shuri’s turned around. you gather some gloves and open the oven, pushing away the steam and opening the crock pot, admiring your work. you smile, taking the temperature of the lamb before you look back at the book and nod, perfect.

you handle the pot delicately, setting it atop the towels shuri laid out for you on the table and sighing. she turns to you and you smile, dancing with your shoulders before rushing to get the potatoes. you hear shuri’s laugh behind you and you sit the potatoes down next to the lamb, incredibly proud. she speaks first, “now, can i ask what the occasion is?”

you giggle, taking off your gloves, “once that lamb is in your mouth, you won’t even care,” you joke, but inside your stomach was twisting, it was about to happen. you got so wrapped up in cooking that you completely forgot about what you even cooking for. how would you even say it, you start to wonder as you cut the lamb, hey shuri i know you’re a vampire but it’s okay i find it hot, let’s fuck?

you hear shuri stifle a laugh while she gathers her potatoes and you blink, “what?” and she shakes her head, “nothing, love,” but you squint at her and think again, can you read my mind? shuri. shuri, shuriiii laugh if you can read my mind, shuri. shuri i want a kiss, kiss me if you can read my mind. shuri!

you watch her move, sliding past you to get some lamb and you pour some wine next to her. nothing, maybe she just had a thought. you settle, realizing you maybe should’ve read more of that book than just the sexual aspect, and you both begin to eat, shuri’s sweet, “thank you, love,” breaking your trance for a bit.

you both eat in silence, clearly enjoying the meal but you can’t help the hot pool of arousal that sits at your stomach as you think harder and harder about the latter part of the night. if all goes well, shuri’ll… shuri will.. you don’t even know and it’s so exciting, you squeeze your legs together, watching your fork move around your potatoes and you hear, “calm down, darling,” and you look up, eyebrows down.

shuri hasn’t moved, food in her mouth and eyes closed in happiness. lamb was her favorite after all, but you could’ve sworn you heard her speak just now, her voice is unmistakable and it sounded so close, so near you like she was in your head—

you glare at her, “you can read my mind!” you accuse and she blinks at you, smiling, wiping her mouth, “i have no idea what you’re talking about, y/n, why aren’t you eating?” and it’s tearing you up inside, you roll your eyes and groan, “because—! god dammit, okay, i know you’re a fucking vampire alright?! and if you’re gonna do sexy vampire things you should at least warn me!” you spew out, not even entirely meaning to but shuri raises her eyebrows at you in silence and you sit, nervous, maybe you got it wrong—

but she smiles, tucking her head a bit, “why did you wait so long to say something?” she asks, locking eyes with you and you can see now they’re slightly a different color, a deeper red that looks hypnotizing, her already dangerous eye contact making you more nervous than you already are, “i— i wanted you to tell me,” you huff, setting your fork down and finally giving her all your attention.

shuri smiles again, “more than i already practically have? your mother was a witch and you’ve been with me for four years, i thought you’d pick it up but i think last night was the closest you got to even knowing what i was, and even then you thought it was too good to be true,” she outs you and you reel at all the information she’s just given you. shuri’s been dropping hints? how many could you have missed—?

“seventeen,” she answers, eating more lamb and you huff, “don’t — don’t read my mind right now! i’m recouping,” you sigh and and she puts her hands up in defense, going back to eating. you move your legs and settle in your seat better, trying to formulate your questions. “okay so,” you start, “last night, after all that… you knew i knew?”

and shuri nods, “i thought you’d say something then, but you came so hard you wanted to sleep, i’m assuming,” she boasts and you rolls your eyes, “i wanted to do research, actually. i looked up your family this morning,” and shuri nods, silent suddenly. you speak again, “i’m sorry, by the way. i’ve told you that before but now that i know, i.. i’m really sorry, shuri,” and she nods, smiling, “thank you, love,”

you clear your thought, “but really? you’re a full fledged vampire right, like teeth and spikes and garlic and all?” and shuri laughs, and you finally get a glimpse of them, her fangs, they’re sharp but not that big and they fit her face perfectly and you want her to bite you— “yes, complete vampire love, not full fledged but yes,” and you close your legs harder, curiously tilting your head, “why not full fledged?”

shuri shrugs, “never bit anyone,” and you gape at her, mouth nearly hanging open. she shakes her head, emphasizing the point. you stammer a bit, “so— so your previous girlfriends, you guys never—?” and she shakes her head again, “they didn’t know, never told them.” you smile a bit, suddenly proud and happy you were the only one to know.

shuri laughs a bit, “yeah i heard how upset you were at that, why would i have bitten them, love?” and you shrug, not realizing that shuri’s heard your very loud thoughts for who knows how long, “i thought vampires bite their partners,” you say shyly, and shuri moves her hand sides, “sometimes, it’s not an every relationship thing. and it depends on the vampire— me, i wouldn’t waste a fang on them,” she says, a little disgusted and it makes you giggle and you feel bold and ask, “would you bite me?”

and shuri holds your eyes, almost keeping you looking at her, “in a heartbeat,” she whispers immediately back, and you lick your lips and smile, “you can,” you say back, and she nods, “i know. you’ve thought about it a lot, yeah?” she says and you nod, biting your lip and nearly squeezing your dress apart. “i’ve thought about it, too, i’m sure you can assume. i thought i was being really obvious when i would bite your lips but you never said anything so i guess not,”

you shrug a bit, “i thought you just liked my lips,” and shuri laughs, “no, i do, but like.. you’d bleed, i thought that was pretty ‘hey, i’m a vampire,’ but,” she shrugs again. you lick your lips again, “where, um.. where would you bite me?” shuri licks her lips, sitting back a bit and adjusting her top and looking at you. it feels like her eyes can see everything, everywhere apart of you and it makes you shy up even though shuri’s seen you naked, been inside you even, so it shouldn’t be this intense but it’s her eyes, they’re so deep and hypnotic it has you wanting to look away but you can’t. she speaks, “your neck, right where that mole is,” she finally says and you know what mole she’s talking about. you remember that summer shuri had been nearly obsessed with it, fucking you from behind and always having your neck in her mouth and you’d never question it.

you nod, running your fingers across the skin and still holding eye contact, “i did it mean, shuri. i want you to bite me, wherever you want, whenever you need.” you promise and you can see shuri swallow a bit, nodding and still looking at your neck. “yeah?” she asks and you nod, getting up and making your way to her side of the table, wrapping your arms around her neck once you’re in front of her, “yeah,” you whisper back, “i want it so bad, shuri. i want you to bite me and mark me up, i want everyone to know you bit me and that i’m all yours, baby,” you whine out, holding her deep eyes and you see her smile a bit, hands on your waist as she looks up and keeps your close.

she sighs a bit, collecting herself, “y/n, if i bite you .. i won’t stop,” and you lick your lips and nod, practically pushing your whole body on her upper half, “i know, love. so don’t.” you whisper back and she nods, standing suddenly and holding you taught and she finally kisses you, her teeth slashing against yours. you moan unabashedly, holding her tighter, your mind fogging over and body becoming hot.

shuri’s tongue invades your mouth before you can think, and you lick around hers right back, feeling her teeth against your tastebuds and it makes you wetter than you already are, they’re so sharp when they’re actually against you and apparently sensitive, because you hear shuri moan, squeezing at the skin of your ass and it makes you sigh, licking at them more. she pulls away, a small line of saliva connecting the two of you, “fuck,” she whispers out, and you nod, “you wanna bite me here?” you whisper back and she shakes her head, “no, no, wanna fuck you properly, love, wanna do it right,” and you lick your lips in anticipation, “yeah, yeah,” you agree and she turns you both to finally head to your bedroom and you follow her, the lamb you slaved away for left closed on the stove.

when you get to your bedroom, shuri captures your mouth again, pushing back against you and grabbing at your skin. you moan more, loving this new side of shuri, who was always so calculated in never showing you too much of her strength or pushing you now open and out, biting at your lips and letting you lick at her teeth while she grabs at you and keeps you selfishly close. it’s so good, making your poor underwear completely ruined.

shuri pulls your dress up, finding your underwear and sliding them off and slipping her fingers between your lips, adding some pressure on your clit with her fingers and holding your waist with her other hand. you pull away from her mouth and moan out, bucking against her hand and she sighs, beginning to bite at lips like she always does, but she’s not holding back now, her fangs sinking into your bottom lip and it has you tearing up, your brain fogging. you slur out, “fuckkkkkk,” and she nods behind you, pulling away and licking at your lips to get up the wet blood.

she stops touching you all together, you gasping before she practically pushes you onto the bed, you fall back with a slight push, dress pulled up and lip bruised and you look up at her. her eyes are a such a lovely deep red, her fangs are a little bloody and sticking out of her mouth, they look bigger and you remember you had read that— fangs can increase in length once in contact with blood.

she’s back on top of you in an instant, kissing at your neck and opening your legs which you do instinctively, moaning once you feel her run her fangs against your collarbone. you groan, “shuri, please.. just bite me, baby, i can take it,” you sigh out, head back and presenting your neck for her to see. shuri sighs and pulls away to look deep in your eyes, “you’re really sure? because we’ll be bonded for a long time after, baby,” she says, holding your deep gaze.

bonded. bonded. bonded, the word rings in your fogged brain and you nod breathlessly, tilting your head once more and presenting the skin. you hear shuri sigh out a curse, holding the side of your face with one hand while the other holds yours that’s on the bed. she kisses at your neck, sucking slightly, something you knew vampires had to do to get the blood to one area, and it makes you moan, pushing up towards her mouth.

shuri takes a step away from you, sighing, before she opens her mouth again, the ends of her fangs poking at your neck and you gasp, gripping the sheets, anxious. you breathe slowly, remembering what the book said to do; breathe, relax, and wait.

and you do. then you feel it.

shuri’s teeth sink into your skin, breaking the surface layer there and piercing you like a needle. you gasp out a deep moan of her name, and jerk. she holds you close, before you feel her entire fangs in your neck, she starts to suck. you moan, “fuck, baby…” a blissful sound to shuri’s ears, who happily takes all that you have to offer, sucking unabashedly now that the small discomfort you felt is gone. she holds you tighter, squeezing your waist and hands as you sink lower and lower into the bed.

you start to feel dizzy, moaning and panting softly, holding the back of her head and you try to remember what the book said, if it gets too much, let your vampire partner know and they will stop. your health comes first.

and you know it does, but the lightheadedness feels like a fucking drug, shuri’s so close and she smells so fucking good, and you can tell she’s happy, feeding off of you and getting everything she needs and it turns you on, but you can feel yourself slipping away. you moan, “shuri,” it comes out slurred and she moans back, just as dizzy as you are. your eyelids feel heavy and your breathing is slowed, “fuck, fuck, baby, i— unngff, i can’t..” you whimper out, grabbing at her coils and she gets the hint, slowly stopping and taking her fangs out, sitting up to look at you, mouth bloody and eyes wide. she holds your face, “you okay?” she pants out breathlessly, and you nod, falling back on the bed and sighing.

shuri comes above you, kissing your face and thanking you as you recoup. she comes to your neck and kisses the swollen spot there, and you jerk and moan at the sensitivity of it. “thank you, baby, taste so good,” she mumbles against the skin, spreading your legs with her hands and rubbing up your thighs. you’re dizzy and high in arousal and shuri takes full advantage of your state, slipping off your dress and cupping your breasts in her hands, her cold skin making contact with yours.

you moan, “shuri,” you sigh out sweetly and she laughs a bit, leaning over your face and licking her blooded lips, “you okay, baby?” and you nod, hooking your arms around her and kissing her, tasting your own blood against her fangs and moaning. the pain had completely subsided now, thanks pomegranate, and you feel all of your senses come fully back to you, wanting her to bite you again.

she pulls away, “can i taste you again?” she whispers, looking down and you nod, getting the hint, whispering back, “like i said, whenever you want,” and she smiles, bright teeth out and all and it’s a fucking sight, it makes you gasp.

she kisses down your body, moving you out of your underwear and handling your thighs. shuri wastes no time, spreading your legs and biting at your thighs, not leaving a mark but biting none the less. you sigh, your neck aching in a delicious pain that has you moaning when you turn your head against the pillows. she opens you up, sighing at the sight of your leaking pussy and it causes you moan, feeling her huff against your lips. shuri’s always had a fetish for eating you out and you moan at nothing, thrusting your pussy towards her and she shushes you, “oh baby, i know,” she says cruelly and you sigh, sliding your eyes closed.

she finally leans forward, licking up the leaking slick from your lips all the way to your clit and you gasp out in surprise, moaning once she comes to your clit and kisses it softly, sucking and keeping your legs open, you feel your thighs flex under her hands and she uses her strength to keep you open. she sucks harder at your moans, moving her tongue all around your pussy and licking up everything she can. your back arches, holding on to her hands and squeezing, “mhhhgggffffuckkk—!” you moan out loudly and she hums against you, you can hear her in your own head, “let it all out my love,” she’s encouraging and you groan, biting your lips and making the bruises there leak a bit.

she moves one of her hands and slides her middle finger inside slowly, twisting against your walls and making you buck, “fuck, oh fuck, shuriii— right, right there, oh—!” and she keeps up the pace, adding her index finger and holding you still to attack your g-spot with her other hand. you jerk, thighs twitching and you feel your orgasm start to flow through your body, pussy gushing and leaking more and more as shuri’s mouth continues to suck on your clit. you gasp out a small, “cum— cumming, cumming baby—” but shuri’s not worried about it one bit, sucking and unrelenting. you toss your head back and feel yourself squeeze around shuri’s fingers, clit pushing against her tongue and you moan loudly, cumming hard against her mouth.

shuri takes it all, sucking you and making some filthy noises as you come down from your high, whining in overstimulation once you feel it subside. she kisses your clit and you shake, moaning and trying to get away from her mouth before she moves to your thighs and bites you again, sucking at the skin there and you groan, feeling her fangs pierce you again and it makes you twitch, hands gripping against her coils.

this time is a lot faster, she sucks with ease and comes up, slightly bloody and fangs still leaking. she kisses you, dazed and high as much as you are, and you accept, sighing against her lips. she pulls away, sighing and looking deep in your eyes. she smiles, “you alright, baby?” and it’s genuine but you feel fuzzy, shuri’s mouth is nearly dripping with both your cum and blood it’s making your head fog up. she runs her fingers against her lips, and asks again, this time you decide to respond, “yeah, yeah, i’m okay. i’m— fuck, shuri, i’m dizzy,” you admit, eyes closing and she nods, leaning down and kissing your face, “you wanna slow down, then?”

and you shake your head, spinning and closing your eyes, “no, no no baby, please please fuck me, please —” you stammer out and she kisses you to mainly shut you up, youre absolutely rambling and her mouth calms you. you sigh against her, wrapping your arms around her neck and moving against her, your body aching in the sweetest ways.

she pulls away, sighing, “yeah, i’ll fuck you baby,” and you nod, leaning up to kiss her again but she pulls away, getting up to get her strap and you sigh, licking your lips and missing her.

you blink, and wonder for a bit, “shuri,” you call and she responds in the closet, “since we’re bonded, can i read your mind now?” and you hear her laugh a bit, coming back with lube and her strap, boxers and sports bra on.

she shakes her head, looking you up and down and likely admiring her work. “no, it doesn’t work like that, baby,” she laughs out, settling on top of you and smiles, “and i can’t read your mind exactly, you just have very loud thoughts, i can hear you is all,” and you turn your head, curious. “how loud?” you ask and she adjusts herself, opening the lube and thinking, her fang peering out from her mouth a bit and your mouth salivates. “loud. you always want my attention,” she says, lining up against you and you gasp a bit, spreading your legs, moving some of your cum around with the strap and sliding her fingers against the bite mark and rubbing it.

you moan at the stimulation, opening your legs wider and sighing, “shuri, shuri, please,” you whine and she nods, leaning forward and you feel her enter you slow and deep and it makes your back arch, a deep moan settling in your chest. shuri leans down and kisses at the skin there, holding your waist and guiding her dick deeper, sighing against your chest, “fuck, y/n,” and you nod in agreement once she pressed against you completely, all the way inside you.

shuri leans up after settling for a bit, kissing you and opening your mouth with her tongue. you feel her teeth graze against yours again and it makes you moan, moving your hips and wanting her to start. she gets the hint, pulling out and stirring back inside, and you moan right against her mouth, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer. she bites at your lips once more and it makes you smile, moaning in her mouth as her thrusts pick up.

you sigh and separate, shuri holding on to the sheets below to continue thrusting, angling harder until— “umgffffuccckkk, shuri, oh fuck—!” and she nods, keeping her sick there and pressing harder, moving back against you and using her hands to lift your hips up and angling better. you can see her bite at her own lips, “right there, yeah?” and you nod, hands grabbing at the sheets as she continues. shuri picks up her pace, gripping at your thighs and leaving imprints and bruises that you know will be there later and it makes you moan, tossing your head back and opening your neck, the mark there aching.

you whine when you feel your stomach stir, your orgasm in the back of your brain but not quite there, “shuri, shuri, fuck, bite— bite me, please, need it, baby, please—” you slur out, begging, and shuri sighs, rubbing against your legs and moving her hand to add pressure to your lower stomach and thrusting harder, “fuck! fuck, fuck, please please, shuri PLEASE, need it need you—!” and you’re reaching up for her now, moving against her thrusts and begging and shuri leans down and finally bites you again, teeth sinking right back into the spot they were earlier on your neck and your orgasm pushes through you full force with no warning. you body stills against her thrusts and you gasp out silently, mouth hanging open and eyes squeezed shut as you cum on her dick, thigh twitching.

she haults her assault as you come down, more enamored with your neck now that anything and it makes you squeal out moans, holding on to her coils with a heavy hand as she sucks against you more and more. she lets you go with a soft call of her name and pulls out, both teeth and strap, and you shudder as she leans up and looks at you. shuri smiles while you twist around, trying to calm your body down and she holds your pliant legs open to see your pussy, leaking and milky white, “fuck, love,” she whispers and sighs, running her fingers through your lips and you gasp, not even able to move away from her, you’re so weak.

she stops, leaning down to kiss at your thighs and rub against the skin, “you alright, sthandwa?” she asks and you nod, eyes still shut and trying to process where you are. she chuckles a bit, coming up to your mouth and kissing, teeth sensitive against yours. “can you lay on your stomach for me?” she whispers against them and you sigh, nodding, your body already ready to go again just at hearing her voice.

you move slowly and shuri helps you, encouraging you and kissing you all the way. she knows you’ve lost a lot of blood and your body is weak, so she’s patient and sweet much like she always is. when you’re finally on display, ass out and pussy gleaming, she settles behind you sighing, spreading you open and rubbing her dick against your entrance. you sigh, bucking a bit, and she soothes over your skin and shushes you, “last time, okay love? you’re doing so good for me, baby, just relax,” and you nod, the praise and love all you need to keep going.

she pushes in, sliding deep inside you with ease and you gasp, mouth hanging and a low moan leaving your chest. you find the sheets between your fingers and shuri comes up to your neck, kissing the skin there and holding you taught. it doesn’t take her long to start a harsh pace, and your eyes weld up as they usually do after going for so long and you whimper, “sh—shuri— shuri, fuckkkkk—” and shuri nods against you, kissing your cheek and holding your hand against the sheets. she knows by now your brain has become absolute mush, she’s fucked into for so long that you can’t keep up, “i know baby, you can take it though, right? be my good girl and take it okay?” and you nod, tears spilling over and your stomach feeling full.

shuri’s thrust become sloppy after a couple of moments and you have just enough thought to know, she’s about to cum. and you grind your ass back against her since your words don’t work, moaning and crying unabashedly out for her and she gets it, “want me to cum inside you, yea? you want it, baby, the say it for me, okay love?” and you gasp out, eyes in the back of your head and your body is glowing, neck aching, “shuri, shuri, fuck, fuck—! please baby, please please cum inside me, bite me, fuck me, make me yours shuri, i— i can’t, i need it, shuri—!”

shuri groans at the sounds your making, leaning down again and finding another spot on your neck to bite down on. she does so your orgasms washes over you once more, she still thrusting and finally cumming herself, and you moan, high pitched and all the way in the air as everything happens all at once. shuri holds you close, her palms making bruises in your hips and she stirs and cums against you.

after a moment, shuri let’s go, teeth releasing your neck and strap sliding out, cum leaking out and your pussy pulses, missing her already. she huffs, turning you slowly kissing you deeply, your blood on her mouth making you dizzy. you fall against the sheets and she falls with, mouths still connected and she’s still holding your hand, squeezing and making sure you’re still all there with her.

you move away first, sighing, “cho—chocolate,” you whimper out and shuri frowns, confused, “do.. do you want some?” she wonders and you sigh, deciding instead to think loudly i need some, my blood is low, and shuri thankfully hears you, letting out an “ohhh,” and getting up, rubbing your back and butt a few times before skipping to the kitchen and getting the bar you had hid behind the ‘cookbook’.

she comes back with water, chocolate, and the book, and settles it all next to you, helping you sit up properly and kissing your hands with soft thank you’s. she scurries to the bathroom, quickly and gets a warm rag and takes off everything, putting on a bit shirt instead, and coming back to lay next to you. you immediately lay next to her, sighing and eating your chocolate slowly, body weak and mind numb.

shuri kisses against your cheeks and holds you close, cutting off the lamp and dabbing your makes with the warm rag so they don’t swell and you moan softly, the skin still sore and aching. she shushes you and you accept it, still not as verbal as you want to be but you think it, “thank you, i love you, i love you, shuri i love you,” and shuri laughs and says it back out loud, kissing you softly.

you look up before your eyes drift and smile, leaning up to kiss her deeply and your loud thoughts make her smile against your lips.

the next morning, shuri’s making sure you have everything you need to recuperate, always by your side in case you faint or get lightheaded which, according to her, happens more than you think. but you feel fine, a slight ache but your body is up and moving, just a little sore like your girlfriend bit and fucked you.

you ask her a bunch of questions the next day too, mostly out of curiosity. you’re having breakfast in the garden, her shades on and coat hugging her body. “can you turn into a bat?” and shuri laughs, “no, i can’t other some other families can but not mine,”

you think, “what does my blood taste like?” and shuri thinks, swallowing her food, “sweet. like cherries. which is interesting,” and you cock your head so she continues, “well, your lips don’t, those taste like sugar. but you overall taste like cherries. you’re just very sweet, baby,” and you giggle, shy and proud at the same time.

you think, “how long are we bonded for?” and she responds, “6 months, then we do it again in the summer,” and you gasp at her, “wait, so that one summer, you bonded with me and didn’t think to tell me?!” and shuri lowers her eyebrows, thinking, “what summer—? oh! no, i was just on my cycle. i told you that was what it was, remember?”

and you think, sighing, “yes, but i thought you were joking. plus i looked it up, vampire don’t get periods,” and she nods, “no, but we do get cycles. usually it’s just being horny, and it does happen over the winter, like next week, but it can be offset by a partner,” and you nod, drinking, so the book wasn’t lying.

and shuri laughs a bit, “yeah that book is pretty great, i’m happy your mom left it for you,” and you huff, “you knew about that too? how much did you know?” and shuri smiles, “i told you, you have very loud thoughts, i knew most of what you were going to do before you even did it. i specifically waited until you got to the chapter about mating to ask for your wallet, i knew it would throw you,” and you roll your eyes, “whatever, i should be able to read your mind as compensation,”

and she shrugs and laughs, “i’ll just tell you what i’m thinking all the time, hmm? that seem fair?”and you smile, shrugging, “yeah, i guess so,” and shuri smiles with you, teeth out and proud and it makes you smile a bit harder, feeling the ache on your neck settling there.

THERE YOU GOOOOO FUCK! that took so long lol i posted that synopsis like a month ago so y’all thank you for the patience i really appreciate it sm!!! y’all are amazing and i love you

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