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nyxnygma · 2 years

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A Taste for Blood PT2 ~ Poly!TLB

[Poly!LostBoys x Fem!Murderer!Reader]

Part One

Summary: the boys confront you and your habits

Warnings: murder, vampirism, blood, description of gore, sexual innuendos, weapons, serial killer reader, polyamorous, mutations, kind of smutty at the end.

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You had the feeling like someone was watching you all night. In fact four people were watching you.

For the first time in a while you killed two people in one night. This was due to the fact you were interrupted midway through opening up the first one’s head by hearing someone chuckle near by. You were still full of adrenaline and anger from you last victim that you just dragged a surf nazi behind some bins and started to swing your knife like a madman into his chest.

The next night you were planning just to enjoy a burger for your dinner. But when you sat down on the booth you were joined by 4 biker men.

“Hello?” You asked with your brows raised.

“Hi Gorgeous,” the man next to me with long, fluffy blonde hair greeted.

“Hope you don’t mind,” the man in front of you smirked, “you looked lonely.”

“Thanks for the company I guess,” You shrugged as you carried on drinking your Diet Coke. You could tell that this response confused the boys. You were thinking about scrapping your plan of not killing anyone to tonight and lead one of these boys away from the others, probably the smallest one.

“Excuse my friends’ rudeness,” the said small one smiled, “I’m Marko, this is Paul. Tall, dark, and handsome over there is Dwayne, and grouchy over there is David.”

“I’m Y/N,” You reply. You can’t say that the boys are not attractive, they’re very attractive.

“Ok. Once more with feelings,” Paul rolled his eyes, “you know you’re a dry talker.”

He was then elbowed by Dwayne. “Excuse them. They can be bit rude, Paul and Marko don’t mean to be. David usually does.”

The bleached hair boy shot an angry look at him. “Planning to commit homicide tonight?” David asks casually as he snatches a fry from your plate.

“I beg your pardon,” I tilt my head.

“Oh don’t act dumb, baby,” Paul swings an arm over your shoulder.

“I love what you do with their insides,” some how Marko makes that sound sweet, “it’s beautiful how you made the intestines into a heart and how you stuffed that guys hand down his own mouth when he was saying them foul things.”

You were still in shock when you asked, “have you told the police? Or are you planning to blackmail me.”

“Oh none of that, doll,” David shakes his head, “we want to show you something.”

They kindly waited till you finished your meal before leading you down to the beach where they motioned you to duck down behind some trees and rocks. In front if you were about five surf nazis talking and drinking beer in front of a fire. “What are we doing here?” You asked the the guys.

“We were in the mood for a tiny massacre,” Paul smiled widely. The statement did surprise you. You were expecting them to pull some sort of weapon, a gun maybe, but instead you were face to face with four pairs of yellow eyes.

“That’s probably the strangest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” you mutter under your breath, “I hope this isn’t a rude question but what are you?”

“Vampires.” Dwayne answered.

“Are you okay? I know your like some kinda of emotionless serial killer but I’m pretty sure when a group of strangers tell you they’re about to commit group homicide and then proved to you that they’re supernatural monsters, you don’t apologise about maybe being rude about asking what they are,” Marko ranted. You looked at his fangs then his eyes and just shrugged. The poor man was dumbfounded by your reaction. The others just chuckled.

“Cmon princess,” David smiled as he motioned you to walk towards them. “Show ya your moves.”

“There’s five of them, love,” you counter.

“Just get one. We’ll have the others,” Dwayne explained. You got up from behind the rock without a second thought and rolled your skirt up so it was shorter and then made your cleavage more apparent. You then took the hunting knife out of your boot and hid it behind your back.

“Woah there little lady,” one of the drunk men stood up and stumbled towards you, “what you doing out here at this time of night all by yourself.”

“I-I’m lost,” I fake a anxious stutter.

“I think us men could help you with that baby girl,” he smiled in return as his friends wolf-whistle. He attempts to swing his arm around my shoulder but I stab him in his side before he could do so. “Bitch!”

The drunks rose to their feet to defend their friend but before they could even approach you, four other men pounced at them. Dwayne ripped one of their throats out with his fangs and David was ripping into someone’s head.

“Go on Baby,” Marko gestures to the man screaming with agony and fear at your feet, “get to work.”

And you did just that. You blocked the screams of the other men as you ripped open his chest whilst he was still screaming. You cut off the pieces of his lungs you could reach and displayed them on his eyes. You ripped out his pancreas and shoved it into his mouth and to follow that by doing your usual ritual of surrounding him in his intestines and blood. You stood up to admire your art. You were covered in blood.

“Looks beautiful, darling,” Dwayne remarks. He had blood all around his mouth and the others matched him.

“Doesn’t look as beautiful as you do right now, princess,” David hums as he comes up from behind and shoves his face into your neck. For a split second you thought you were about to be turned into another meal for the boys but instead of being bitten you were licked.

You knew your face was full of surprise because the boys started smiling. David started suckling into your fresh and licked the blood. It didn’t take the other boys long from surrounding you as they licked and sucked at your skin as you gasped and moaned. You tugged at one of the boys’ hair, you couldn’t even tell whose, when Marko and David found a sensitive part of your neck and Paul and Dwayne started undressing you.

This was the start of something new.

A/N: does anyone want a part 3??

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legal-lost-boy · 1 year

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I need some Dwayne/ Star/ Laddie family moment dodle plssss

They're letting him jump between them 🥰

#dwayne best dad #the lost boys #lost boys 1987 #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys movie #jeordies art #my art #dwayne lostboys #star lostboys

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persephone-s-moon · 2 years

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Have a gay little WIP

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davidsdussy · 1 year

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AAYEEEE posting some stuff tomorrow! Feel free to request right now! Also might do a Ship HC event too!! Just pick out whatever character you want and make sure to add if you want fluff or nsfw or both!

#tlb 1987 #david the lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #paul the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #tlb x reader #the lost boys marko #the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys david #lost boys 1987 #lost boys smut #lostboys x reader

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191bunny · 1 year

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what we needed a snack 😋

#wondercon2023 #lostboys #thelostboys #lostboyscosplay #vampires #lostboysmovie #david #paul #marco #dwayne #thelostboy2023 #thelostgirls #sexyvampiregirl #sexy #notbuffythevampireslayer

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sugarlove-01 · 2 years

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The Cruelty Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Your POV:

Tuesday, June 14th

9:15 in the Morning

“Hey, dad. Can we get a dog? Well, can we get a puppy?” I asked, as I sat in kitchen, playing with my hair.

My father listening to the radio, with his newspaper on the counter. His loose black and green tie around his neck, giving me the notice that he was getting ready for work. His black shiny shoes, and his glasses hung on his jacket. He shook his head with a smile to my sudden question.

“A dog, sweety? What for?” he chuckled, rinsing a few pans in the sink. Looking totally oblivious.

“What do you mean what for? For… I don’t know.”

“Just for fun? For companionship? To spend a lot of money for a slobbering beast?”

“No, it’s the first option. For fun! It’ll be my first pet ever! And plus we have this new house and all. It‘ll be a huge new start for us.”

“I don’t know. What kind of dog? Retriever?”

“Don’t know, yet. Um, yesterday I saw a flier. There’s a shelter, and there’s a lot up for adoption.”

“Still not sure,” was his reply.

“What happens of I ask mom?”

“I’m pretty sure you’ll hear the same thing, sweetheart.”

Right then my mother came in with a flower pot in her hands. Of course she was planting a garden already. It symbolized that this was a new start, and we had to plant the roots around it. Claiming this place as ours, a new home. We did this every time we moved, if we had a backyard. My mother had a green thumb. Anything she’d put in the ground, it would grow. And anything my father touched seemed to…do the opposite. And she teased him for that.

“Guess what, hon? Our baby girl wants a puppy…” my father chuckled, shaking his head.

“Oh! I think a dog in this family would be nice!” my mother beamed, putting the flower pot at the window.

“What? I thought you were going to be on my side. We don‘t need a dog! We didn‘t have a dog last time.”

“You don’t want a puppy? I think a puppy is a great idea!” exclaimed my mom dusting off the flower pot.

“Great! How bout me and mom go to the shelter today? They‘re giving them up for adoption!” I smiled.

“We don’t even have the supplies to take care of a dog. And do you know how much work a puppy is…?” my father put the dishes away.

“That’s ok. Remember me and mom can shop?” I teased him,” And anyway, you know I can take care of a dog!”

“Yea, we can both go downtown and look for a doggy bed, food, toys, brushes and washing supplies. A leash and a collar.”

“Yea! And the vote’s 2 to 1, so we win…! Ha!” I smiled. Mom stood beside me with her purse in hand.

My dad sighed, and smiled. Maybe he agreed or not.

“Ok, ok…go get a puppy, sweety…”

So my mother and I went downtown, and it was perfectly sunny. Many people wore shorts and sunglasses, carrying plastic bags and beach balls. It was a perfect day to be at the beach, as some people carried blue coolers. Sometimes my mom asked me what I was going to name the puppy, and nothing came up yet. She was thinking Sergeant Fuzzy Boots.

My mother made a list of supplies needed for a puppy. I wrote some things down myself. I pushed the shopping cart in the little market, as she gathered squeaky toys. She looked at the price tags, while I was thinking about a few names. Human names and pet names. We limited ourselves to a price range, to save money for a doggy bed and maybe a collar.

We went further down the aisle and came to the leashes. They were differently colored, which made it the more fun to pick out. Made of rope or chains, of different sizes. My mother thought it would be nice that I’d choose the color, so I picked up a purple leash. Looked like the perfect size. It also looked like a leash the puppy couldn’t chew through.

My mother and I soon separated. She went to go get the food, while I went to go get the clippers and brushes and the bowl. By the time I got everything, my arms were full. Then we met up again. I pushed the shopping cart to the cashier, with my mother who picked up a few magazines and a Pepsi. The toys were paid and done for. As well for the leash.

“Ok, the only thing we’re missing is…the collar. But we have the full body leash, that‘ll be ok for now. But I still want the collar.”

“Yea, mom, I looked everywhere in the market. I didn’t see any and I asked an employee and he said they ran out.”

“Oh, well, I’m sure we can wait on the collar…”

“Or, I can go to the carnival or the Boardwalk and try and look for a collar tonight. There’s a lot of shops there.”

“I don’t want you to go alone. Is Tom working tonight?”

“Yea, he told me he’s working tonight. He said I could come over and chat for awhile. And then he’s off near 8:00...”

“Ok, you can go. Just as long as Tom’s there... Alrighty then! Ready to go the shelter, now?”

“Yes!”

“So what time is it? What time are we getting our first puppy?”

“Ok…it’s 12:35 on June 14th…! My first puppy!” I smiled.

The shelter was old, and smelled like soap and fur. The woman at the desk was happy that we came in. She said that not enough people come in anymore, even though there was great puppies and dogs here. So, she took us inside.

The dogs yelped and barked. Pawing the cage doors, running in circles, with their tongues out. My mother marveled at this little Chihuahua with huge black eyes, a disproportionaly large head, and its little paws and tiny tail.

For a long time we walked around the shelter. Even looking at cats. The woman talked to us about adoption and we asked her questions about vets and health that we needed to watch out for. So we walked and walked and walked.

Every once in awhile, my mother would look at little white puppies that almost crawled all over her. The woman dressed in green and black worker clothes opened cages to let loose the puppies and kitties. My mother loved them all.

She cooed at them, while I looked at this other puppy with white puffy fur and big black eyes. But I continued to walk. Finally after walking a small round, I came to a small peculiar puppy. It was black and brown, with black eyes.

The woman told me that they found this puppy in their garbage right outside their door, and took him in. Apparently the poor thing almost starved to death. But it was ok now. My mom took a look at it, and kept hugging it to death.

The woman said that they couldn’t truly identify it’s breed, but the puppy was a total sweetheart. Its teeth were fine and had no tics or fleas. The little angel puppy had its wash just yesterday, and so I agreed. I had chosen my puppy.

So my mother put the puppy in my arms, started the engine and drove back home. We wanted to show my dad the good news. If he saw it as good news. But we both knew he wanted a puppy in the house too. He just denied it.

Soon I wanted to go to Tom’s work and show him my little furry surprise. Maybe he could help me figure out a name for my new baby. He would be surprised, and it was good because he wasn’t allergic to animals or anything. It would be fun.

“Aww! Would you look at this thing!? It keeps trying to lick you and all! Like its trying to suck up or something,” I said, as the puppy licked my chin.

“I know! …Gah! I can’t help myself! I just want to hug it until I scream!” My mother hugged my puppy.

It was a rather large puppy, but really young. It looked like a retriever and a husky. But it had soft fur, floppy ears, and really large paws. Then my dad came in. He actually looked surprised to see the cute little thing in my arms.

“Isn’t it cute dad!?” I squealed.

“Yes. Yes. Yes… It makes you wanna vomit from all the cuteness…” he joked, and laughed.

“Oh, don’t be like that. You know you love it!” my mom said, hitting his arm.

“What time is it?“ I asked.

“It’s…5:30. Why?” my mom looked at her watch.

“I’m going over to Tom’s place! He’s working, so it’s a perfect opportunity! And I want to walk this little guy!”

“Ok… Just be careful. Tell Tom we said hello…”

“I will…!”

So unlocking the chain to my bike, I began to peddle off. I held the leash as I held onto the bike handle. I passed Tom’s house and went down the street. My puppy at my side. We went to the Boardwalk. But this time, it felt different. Since I had my puppy with me, I didn’t feel so alone anymore. So I found Tom’s hotdog stand, and he still had no customers. His red and white worker clothes made him look like a dork. I smiled as I came up.

“Hello Tom!”

“Oh! ’Ey! How are you? Hey…you‘re lookin’ bright today. What‘s up?”

“You’ll never guess what I got!”

“A car?” he smiled.

“No…!”

“A life!?” he joked.

“No…!” I laughed.

“A job?”

“No…!”

“I don’t know…! Tell me.”

“Look down at my feet…!” I smiled.

Tom leaned over the counter and looked at my shoes. But then he saw the leash in my hand, and saw the little puppy that sniffed at the ground for something. At first, he froze.

“Oh wow! Hey little guy! What’s its name?”

“Well that’s the reason I came down here. I was wondering if you could help me figure out a name for it.”

“Ok! That’s cool. And is it a boy or girl?”

“It’s a boy.”

“Ok, I get a break in about an hour. How bout we talk about it then?”

“Alright, cool. I’ll be back. I need to go look for a collar for it anyway…”

Tom smiled and I went my own way. I looked at my watch, and it was 6:30. I had enough time to kill before 8:00. I walked and looked around, and then found a shop for collars. They had spiked collars, leather collars, light-up collars, and collars that had little charms on it.

David’s POV:

Tuesday, June 14th

6:15 in the Evening

“Where the hell did ‘ey go? Huh? Run off already? Where’s the little Laddie?”

“I don‘t know. I don‘t know... Look, man, everyone’s out tonight.”

“Ah! Whatever. Anyway, where’s the fire tonight boys?”

“Whose hungry!?”

The boys were all out of the cave. Star and Laddie went their own way. They always separate from them, right when the sun goes down. Shit, maybe it’s because their embarrassed. Or they hate them.

“Who knows where ‘ey go! Alright? Let’s just leave it!”

Paul shoved Dwayne.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go! Get outta the way, dude!”

“Whoa man! Watch it! Hahahaha! Hey!” Marko shoved Paul.

“Gonna bring you down, son!”

“Shut up! All of you! Star and Laddie are gone. So what!”

The hell with them, then. Paul and Marko were laughing their heads off, seeming to run eachother over. Poking at eachother. Dwayne was spinning around on his bike, spitting sand.

“Where’s the action man! Hey, David! David!”

“Shut up! Go separate ways! Go find her!”

Paul and Marko laughed, tipping their heads. David lowered his head, looking angry.

“Hahahaha! ’Ey, let her go, man! Let’s just go hang out!”

“What the hell, I said go find her. On foot!”

“Whoa… Hit a nerve? A’right. A’right. We’re goin. Chill out…”

“Let’s go boys… and if you do find her, just bring her back.”

They waved and left. They pushed and shoved past people. Their wild suitable ways were normal as usual. They’d snicker at people and feel power over people. Like a couple of gods walking around peasants. Marko was already flirting with some chick infront of her boyfriend.

“Hey there sweety…!” Paul smiled.

“Hey back off man,” her boyfriend said.

“Naw, you back off! Get off me, man!” Paul shoved the man’s hands off his shirt.

“Get off, man! Get off!”

“What did you expect man? Your girlfriends hot!“ Paul laughed.

David shoved between his brothers, and the girl pleaded to her boyfriend that they would just go somewhere else. David smacked Paul across the head and pushed Marko back.

“Shut up guys! Go to the damn carnival and look!” David yanked them back and forth.

“Ya heard David, guys! Look! Don’t want another embarrassing scene.”

“We’re just foolin’ David! Just foolin’ around, man!”

Paul raised his hands up in defense.

“I don’t care. Go!”

The boys finally went. Going separate ways and looking for Star and Laddie. David went to check the concert, but she wasn’t there. He tried the Boardwalk, and she wasn’t there. There was something about that woman that David purely hated. He wanted to fly over and look for her. Maybe tell her who’s in charge here, and slap her in the face and make sure that it burns.

“Where the hell are you?” David muttered to himself.

The air was smoky, and he caught onto her scent for a minute. But then it was gone. David wanted to make sure that Star wasn’t doing anything stupid. He only looked for her because she had Laddie with her. It was for the sake of Paul, Dwayne, and Marko. They missed the little guy.

“Where the hell is she!?” David growled at himself.

All night he looked, and she was nowhere to be found. Max is gonna have a bitch-fit when he finds out. So the boys gave up. It was so early in the evening. They would have all night to have fun. They didn’t want to waste their time looking for her.

But he was no mood to be with the rest of the boys. While he was separated from the boys now, he wanted to go look for her. That girl. He hoped that she was out and about. But first David had to check the hotdog stand. And she was there. But the first thing that caught his eye was the leash in her hand.

David looked down and saw a puppy. That was definitely new. It was black and brown and sniffed at the ground. He looked at people and looked so excited. His tail wagged, with its ears perking up at every sound, his tongue hanging out.

David knew that the little mutt would be trouble in the future. It seemed she bought her own security alarm for her house. David had no idea why on earth she would get a puppy, but…whatever she wanted.

David kept his distance, and listened to their conversation. She hadn’t named the animal yet, and needed Tom’s help. In an hour, he would be on break and they would talk more. David saw how Tom smiled at her, and his grey eyes gleamed. But the girl seemed to be totally unaware that her neighbor liked her. Then she left the hotdog stand and walked towards the shops along the Boardwalk. Right when she left him, David followed right behind her.

He was right behind her. As she walked, her hair brushed along his face, tickling him almost. And then…once more he traced a finger down her green jacket. He put a cigarette behind his ear, and put away the lighter in his pocket. The things he bought from the gas station. His finger stayed on her back for awhile, then he withdrew. All the while he did, she never noticed at all. The puppy looked at him, and seemed to be scared of him. The little mutt growled at him.

She went inside the shop and looked at the collars all on display. It was for the little mongrel. David followed her in. She looked at the collars and the price tags. Her little animal scratched at everything and sniffed, but still looked at him with those eyes. The little mutt knew that he was dangerous, and began to snarl. The girl tried to hush the poor thing, and carried it instead. Rock and roll music played in the speakers. But it didn’t cover up the dogs growls.

David would kick it if he had the chance. Just to make it shut the hell up. There was 4 aisles in the whole shop, and she was in the 2nd aisle. While David walked in the 3rd aisle, looking at her through the small openings in the shelves. Sometimes, she’d stop look at something, and walk. Sometimes, she’d face him entirely and he would look at her face. David walked more. His thoughts, unclean. And his intentions, evil. And she wouldn’t know.

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jinna-aka-ninja · 11 months

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Calling of the Souls ~ Poly!LostBoys X Fem!Reader Part 8

Word Count: 2,222

A/N: Okay so I kind of dropped the ball lately, sorry guys. I swear I was going to write on my last days off but a huge storm hit and knocked out the entire towns power, then a giant tree fell in my backyard and crushed one of the cars. It's been a mess. But i'm here! On with the program!

How could this guy be so utterly shameless? Y/N was fuming. Her eyes narrowed at Tyr as she felt Marko’s grip around her waist tighten.

Tyr was testing them. Having said such a thing surrounded by humans on the boardwalk, with her in the arms of a vampire, he wanted to know what they would do to her had they known that she knew without it having been them who had told her.

“You know if you hurt her then I’ll have to fight you, right?” Tyr asked, wanting to make it very clear they would not have the chance to harm her before he got involved.

“We wouldn’t hurt her, you on the other hand, we wouldn’t mind hurting.” David growled the words out in warning.

Dwayne had finally looked to Tyr when he had made it known that Y/N knew. Then he looked back at her, “You’re not scared.” He commented, a little surprised, “You do look angry though.”

“You’re damn right I’m angry! Tyr! I wanted to tell them!” Y/N said to him though thanks to the ever growing tightness of the grip Marko had on her waist she had finally started to wiggle her way out of his grasp.

Marko didn’t seem happy with that attempt though. His eyes snapping to her, “Where are you going?” He asked, feeling wary that she was going to head back to Tyr and stay away from them.

“I’m bruising.” Y/N said to him calmly now because she knew that snapping at these four would be entirely uncalled for. At the admission, Marko loosened his grip but had not let go of her completely.

“Now you can stay.” He said as if it was the most understandable thing. If she was no longer bruising from his grasp then she could stay in his arms. Y/N huffed but didn’t fight it any more.

“This is not nearly as fun as I wanted it to be.” Tyr groaned as he watched them practically group around Y/N as if trying to protect her. “Maybe we can play hide and seek?”

At the mention of the game Y/N’s eyes grew wide, “Tyr, don’t you dare! I mean it! If you do it I’ll be really really mad!” She warned him making the demon slump his shoulders in defeat. She was already on edge thanks to his actions and words and if he pushed it too far then he knew she would be upset.

Hide and Seek was one of Y/N’s favourite games to play when she was younger. With a snap of his fingers, Tyr made himself vanish and she had to find him through whichever place they chose to be their playground of sorts. When he had mentioned it now, Y/N knew Tyr would have made herself disappear to see how long it would take them to find her. “You’re no fun. It’s your favourite game. I thought you liked being chased.”

“This is not the time to play games.” Y/N said to him glad that he had not attempted to go through with it. “Please, Tyr really is just a friend. I promise.” She assured the guys who looked at her curiously now as realization had seemed to set in.

“Why in the world would you willingly go into a vampires den?” Dwayne asked her. It was one of the dumbest things he could think of. It was dangerous, what if they had not been her mates? Would she still have done such a thing? Did she know of mates?

Tyr laughed when the question had been asked; mostly he was wondering the same thing. Y/N was strong, but she didn’t know how to unlock that power in its full extent yet. With the amount of time they had known each other Tyr had tried to help her learn to control her abilities, it just felt like something was holding her back. Maybe it was humanity. So it really had been stupid of her to go into a vampires nest. Mates or no mates, it was stupid.

Y/N couldn’t help but feel that everyone was looking at her like she was an idiot making her bristle with indignation under their gazes. “I knew you would not hurt me.”

Paul grinned from ear to ear and swiftly took her from Marko’s grasp into a hug, “Of course we would not hurt you! You’re our girl! But you have to drink from the bottle okay?”

“No!” Y/N said a little too frantically making the four vampires stiffen. She clearly knew what was in the bottle now.

“You won’t even taste it, I promise!” Paul said thinking that maybe this was the reason she didn’t want to drink the bottle. Who would really willingly drink unknown blood? “Or... is it because you would rather drink ours?”

“I’m not going to drink any blood.” She said quietly looking around since they were still somewhere too public, and yet Tyr didn’t seem to want to leave the public setting. Clearly he was still too exhausted to fight them willingly and wanted to be able to have a backup plan.

This was not something that failed to be noticed by Y/N. This man was still far too tired and needed rest and yet here he was trying to stir trouble. It was like he wanted to cause strife between the boys and Y/N. It made sense, Tyr hated anything without a soul as he put it, or with ‘dead souls’.

David, Paul, Marko and Dwayne were consumed. She knew what they were, she knew that they would not age and yet she would refuse to drink their blood?

“Since Tyr seems to believe that there is no need for us to keep secrets then I might as well say that I am not exactly human either.” Y/N spoke up feeling odd at saying such a thing out loud. It had been practically taboo of her to mention this.

Y/N wasn’t wrong because the moment she said these words Tyr acted and took a hold of her wrist and quickly pulled her away from them all the while muttering to her about how she was throwing her life away by saying that out loud. “You cannot say that out loud ever again!” Tyr said to her, “You are human, okay? If anyone asks, you are human.”

“Why can’t I say that I’m a demon like you?” Y/N asked Tyr turning around seeing the four vampires hot on their tail. They were not about to let them get away. Not after hearing her say those words. They wanted answers and they had to get them one way or another. “Tyr, they are my soulmates. They will not do something to me. I don’t think I have any need to keep myself hidden from them.”

“You have to stay hidden from everyone. You know the importance of it.” Tyr reminded Y/N but she didn’t know! He had never told her the details of it all. From the very moment that she was able to comprehend she wasn’t human he never told her why it was so important for her to never say it out loud.

“You’re keeping secrets from me, aren’t you?” Y/N asked him as she tried to tug her wrist out of his.

They had managed to get somewhere secluded and that was when the boys struck. Dwayne pulled Y/N into his arms, holding her close as if he was trying to shield her from the world using his body.

David had grabbed Tyr from the collar of his coat and shoved him against a nearby wall. “You will not take her from us. Do you understand? She does not belong to you, so don’t you dare drag her away.”

The words sounded almost sweet... for a moment but Y/N didn’t fail to notice that David didn’t say that she didn’t belong to anyone. “David let him go!” Y/N demanded trying to pull herself from Dwayne’s grasp but he only held onto her tighter so she couldn’t get out.

“Stop, he needs to show him he cannot just take you from us.” Dwayne spoke quietly into her ear. Y/N felt a shiver go down her spine from how deep his voice had gotten when he whispered into her ear like that.

“But he cannot hurt him!” Y/N said to Dwayne, “Please Dwayne, he’s my best friend. Please.” She pled to the vampire hoping that he would understand how much Tyr meant to her.

“Tch. David. Don’t hurt him.” Dwayne said out to David who rolled his eyes in response.

David growled and released Tyr who didn’t seem in the least bit scared of David, “Don’t you touch me Vampire. You don’t understand the troubles that can come if you know more than you should. I spent nearly her entire life keeping her life safe. Making sure that she would never feel the hurt that could come if anyone were to know. I won’t let you ruin it because of some soulmate bond. She’s like family to me, and I will protect her with my life until I take my last breath.” Tyr growled to him as the area around them seemingly started to grow darker and darker. Tyr was growing angry and draining the area around them of light to fuel him enough to fight for a short while if he needed to.

This was becoming far too dangerous. I was worried and didn’t know who I was more worried about at this point. The boys were strong but so was Try, I just didn’t ever want to find out who would get hurt the worst if a fight did manage to break out between them.

“Tyr, David, Marko, Paul...” I said seeing the other two vampires starting to move in closer to Tyr like a pack closing in on their target. “We can work this out peacefully. Let’s just talk it out, okay? Things will be better for all of us if we just put aside our anger and worked it out in a way we can talk about why it’s upsetting us so much. I know there are secrets that we all have but the sooner its worked out the better.”

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?! Let go of her!” A voice called out and Y/N cursed under her breath seeing Michael coming over, more like sprinting over to Dwayne and Y/N. Why the hell did this guy have the absolute worst timing? He was only a half vampire! He would definitely be the one who ended up getting hurt the worst in a fight.

“Michael I swear, if you don’t stop right where you are, things will get ugly.” Y/N warned Michael try to ensure that he remained at least a couple feet away from the ever growing tension.

Maybe Y/N’s luck wasn’t entirely terrible because Michael did in fact stop just a short distance away. Close enough to hear just about everything there but far enough that he would not be accidentally hurt if they did end up starting a fight.

“We are trying to be diplomatic. So let’s all just... calm down and go somewhere more private. This place is kind of secluded but people can still come here.” Y/N tried to point out to the guys who were slowly trying to calm themselves to stop them from doing anything wrong.

Y/N was sure that the vampire boys weren’t actually fighting with Tyr because they truly believed Tyr would be no match for them and didn’t want Y/N to be angry at them if they were responsible for hurting him. Tyr was avoiding trying to use physical force by any means necessary because he didn’t want to drain himself further.

“Fine.” David spoke the single word while turning to Y/N and placing his gloved hand on her cheek after making his way over. “We will go back to the hotel. That place is plenty secluded.”

“Oh sure, we are just going to go to the vampires den! So safe.” Tyr said rolling his eyes. Even Michael seemed on edge with this.

“No, you want her to drink the blood.” Michael said not knowing exactly what was all known at this point.

“Keep up Mikey.” Paul said patting his back, “She already said no. We want to know why.”

“We are going to the hotel.” Y/N said to them, making up her mind. It was the best place that she could think of. Whether it was their den or not, it was the closest to ideal. With that, we started to make our way back to the hotel. Everyone was on edge. Tyr insisted that Y/N ride with him but the two of them didn’t have bikes. Y/N rode with David who wanted her close and Tyr rode with Michael who believed that Tyr was the closest one to want to be on his side on Y/N not being a vampire.

It was the most awkward drive. Usually when they rode it was fun, exciting and all the feelings that came with the thrill but this time it felt like they all felt this tension that had been slowly building right back up as they rode closer to the staircase that would lead them down to the cave they called simply, the hotel.

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A/N: Am I missing anyone in the tag list?

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britany1997 · 1 year

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Hey.. no clue if you do smut for the LOSTBOYS, but this one is for my silent boy Dwayne.

(Male) reader who dresses a lot like Bill. S Preston Esquire (cropped t-shirts, flannel And colorful jeans) meets Dwayne after bumping into him on the boardwalk and let’s just say things get a bit.. ✨Spicy✨ your David smut was magical btw!<3

Use Your Words

Dwayne x Male reader who dresses like Bill S. Preston Esq.

Hi! Thank you so much for requesting!

I haven’t written any smut yet so I think you may be thinking of @misslavenderlady ‘s hypnokink smut with David that I reposted:)

This is my first request ever so I hope you like it!

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, handjob, daddy kink

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After years of pinching every penny you could, spending your days mowing lawns and washing cars, you had finally saved enough money to travel to Santa Carla. Most people new Santa Carla as the murder capital of the world, you knew it as the thrifting capital of the world.

Ever since you could remember you had been obsessed with clothes. You were kind of a shy guy, so it was easier to express yourself through what you wore rather than what you said…or didn’t say for that matter. You couldn’t wait to comb through the racks and racks of cozy flannels, colorful jackets, brightly colored tops, and whatever else Santa Carla had to offer.

You headed down to the boardwalk where you knew the best selections would be. You flitted from store to store combing for hidden gems in the sea of pieces. It was getting late as your scouring was coming to an end for the night. You walked along the boardwalk to your car with bags full of great finds, including a bunch of vintage Adidas tees you planned on cropping yourself, when you collided with a…brick wall?

No wait, that wasn’t a wall, it was…a stunningly attractive man? His brown eyes narrowed in confusion as he looked you up and down. You blushed as you realized you had just collided with his incredibly toned, bare chest. You sputtered put an apology as you tried to slide past him but he gripped your arm loosely. “Where are you running off to? Don’t you know it’s not safe to be alone in Santa Carla at night? It is the murder capital of the world after all.” You shot him a confused look as you glanced down at your watch. It flashed 2:48am and your jaw dropped. “I didn’t realize it was so late,” you said, have to the man and half to yourself. “I better get back to my hotel.”

“Hotel?” He asked, “you’re just visiting?”

“Yeah, flew in this morning, I head back on Thursday.” You replied.

“Well if you’re only in Santa Carla for a few days, you can’t waste your time sleeping.” He said. “Why don’t I take you around instead?”

“I don’t even know your name,” you stated

“My name’s Dwayne,” he told you, “let me show you the best that Santa Carla has to offer.”

You felt a sudden rush of adrenaline at his offer. Something inside of you was screaming to accept and let the gorgeous man take you around. ‘Fuck it’ you thought to yourself, ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead.’ “Sure Dwayne,” you said, “show me the best Santa Carla has to offer.”

That was how you found yourself pressed against the wall of the grimiest alleyway you had ever seen. Dwayne had you completely caged in by his broad shoulders and strong arms. He was palming you though your jeans with one hand, and massaging your exposed abs with the other. A moan fell from your lips as he leaned forward to nip at your neck, leaving red marks in his wake. Dwayne was a big guy, you were overwhelmed by him, his frame pressed against you, his scent all around you, his touch all over you, it was intoxicating. Dwayne, as if he could read your mind, chuckled into your neck as he continued to kiss and bite at you. “Please Dwayne,” you whispered as you moaned, “I need more please.” “What do you need baby?” Dwayne asked, still latched onto your neck, his tone teasing. You shivered at the nickname. “I- I want you to touch me,” you said shyly, “please.” Dwayne let out another laugh as he continued to palm you. “But I am touching you,” he replied. You let out a frustrated sigh.

“Yes but…but touch me more.”

“More how?”

“You know how.”

“How can i know if you don’t tell me? c’mon baby, use your words, I know you can do it.”

His condescending tone made your toes curl. You opened your mouth to ask for what you wanted, but before you could get the words out, Dwayne’s tongue was shoved down your throat. You moaned into his mouth as your eyes fluttered shut. He took the hand that had been on your abs and used it to capture both your wrists and hold them against the wall. He stopped palming you to unbutton your jeans, chuckling as you whimpered at the lost contact. He pulled away leaving you breathless. “Aw baby,” he said, “cat got your tongue?” Dwayne pouted at you mockingly. Making you flush red as the jeans you were wearing. “That’s ok sweet boy,” he whispered while stroking your cheek, “daddy knows what you need.”

He pulled your jeans and boxers down to your ankles, freeing your hardened cock to slap against your stomach. He put his thumb over the tip, smearing the bead of pre-cum that had appeared, over the head of your shaft. His fingers curled around your length, stroking you slowly with one hand, while he rid you of your cropped top with the other. You whimpered and gasped at the feeling of his huge hand around you. He stroked you firmly, his expert fingers working you slowly.

His slow pace wore on you as you found yourself again wanting more. You whined and bucked up into his hand, silently begging him to speed up his strokes. He squeezed you a bit, making you gasp in ecstasy, but did nothing to increase his pace. “Pleaseeee” you begged. “Please what baby? I thought we talked about this. I can’t read your mind now can I?” Dwayne asked you with a smirk. Tears were forming at the corner of your eyes as Dwayne continued his ministrations. You knew exactly what you wanted, but for some reason, when you opened your mouth, the words couldn’t make it past your lips. All you could do was let out an exasperated whimper. Dwayne sighed mockingly and clicked his tongue. “Such a shy boy, let daddy take care of you.”

Dwayne sped up his strokes and started to fondle your balls while keeping enough of his body weight on you to keep you pinned against the wall. He relatched onto your neck while you moaned. “Being such a good boy for daddy, letting him take care of you like this.” He whispered against the shell of your ear. You flushed and panted at his words as you felt your orgasm building. With each stroke you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. As if Dwayne could sense it, he leaned into your ear again and whispered “wanna cum baby? You gonna cum for daddy?” You moaned, “yes daddy, m’ gonna cum.” You gasped as thick ropes of cum sprayed from your cock into Dwayne’s hand. You slumped against the wall, painting from the intensity of your orgasm, Dwayne was an artist with his hands. “Dwayne,” you breathed, “I need to feel you inside me.” Dwayne smirked as he manhandled you onto all fours. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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#the lost boys #dwayne lost boys #dwayne x reader #Dwayne x male reader #tlb #tlb 1987 #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys fic #the lost boys smut #male reader

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two-red-lungs · 2 years

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Wait so if we have all the NSFW what about poly? Nsfw? Like you've managed to catch attention and keep it? What would it be like? Please and thank you!

Oh man. Poly!LostBoys is my specialty. They would be... insane. It would be a borderline terrifying environment to be in. Here's my take on being in a poly four-part relationship with all the boys.

Poly!LostBoys Headcanons (NSFW):

First of all, consider yourself insanely lucky. AND horribly unlucky. Lucky because you didn't end up with your throat ripped out like most people. Unlucky because, well... now you're on their radar.

Somehow, if you've magically managed to catch the attention of all four of them? And intensely enough that they're willing to share? Oh man. Your life is over.

Because normally they care so little about human life. That doesn’t change when they find you. But you, you’re different to them. You’re “not like other humans.”

Basically, you belong to them now. Possessive and under-boundaried x 4. You will never know a moment of peace.

But if you're into that, congrats, you've won the jackpot.

In a poly relationship with the boys, there is always someone with you. Doesn't matter when you are: they're walking you arm-and-arm down the street, keeping tabs on you from their bike and glaring at you through your work window, standing out in the hall while they wait for you to get out of the bathroom. It's borderline intimidation.

"Whatcha doin' baby? Don't be like that baby. Come with us baby. C'mere baby." It's RELENTLESS. Someone's always got a hand on your hip or shoulder, or demanding a kiss or for you to sit on their lap.

Basically, you're a toy.

Because to them, you’re theirs, they are very protective. Nobody gets near you, not even physically. Marko hisses at people. David just stares murderously. Anyone eyeing you up will end up dead.

You're manhandled 24/7 because the boys don't know how to contextualize their strength. I'm talking being lifted up and placed on bikes, grabbed by the upper arm hard enough to bruise. Having arms slung over your shoulders and being crushed to their sides. Dragged over to dance so hard your shoulder nearly dislocated.

The attention is addictive though, holy shit. Their eyes are always on you, watching everything you do like it fascinates them. They point-blank tell you how hot you are to them, how much they like you, etc.

David can tell the second you're hungry and rallies the boys for dinner. Dwayne is your watchdog: he's always keeping tabs on you and your environment with that smoulder. Paul is constantly touchy and sensual: brushing your hair to the side and kissing your neck, holding you against his lap and grinding into you in public. Marko becomes part of the animal kingdom: winning you plushies, giving you trophies, not-so-subtly rubbing himself on you so you smell like him.

You get moved out of wherever you live immediately and have to live with them. You'll probably have to quit whatever job you have, too. Your life ends up revolving around the four of them.

So they never ever leave you alone, your personal space is constantly invaded, you are basically not allowed to have friends or family outside of them anymore... but hey? The sex is good.

The sex is so fucking good oh my god oh my GOD.

They’re a bunch of 20-somethings permanently stuck with their high sex drive, only now they all have several decades of experience.

For starters, you’re cumming every night. Probably multiple times. Like, the boys don’t understand that you need recovery time and it’s rare that you beg them well enough to give you a rest day.

Expect threesomes on a regular basis. Paul rutting against your ass while David smokes and fingers you, or maybe Marko demanding a blowjob and Paul wandering over and you jerking him off with a mouthful of dick.

Either way you are in, like, a constant state of having to wipe cum off of you lmaoooo it’s very sisyphus and his boulder

I think David gets the final say in most things, and sort of acts like a ‘director’ with the boys taking their cues from him. If David turns to Paul and says “Our doll is lookin’ a little lonely, don’t you think?” You’d better believe Paul is going to bend you over the couch in the cave and rail you asap

Dwayne is always last in line. Not because he lowest in the pecking order, far from it, really he’s the muscle and enforcement, but because he is hung. You really need to be fucked open before he’ll even fit inside you.

So expect Marko to give you a mindblowing orgasm and leave you limp and panting and Dwayne will pounce on you and ease himself into you. He’s been waiting for this.

And sex with all of them at once?? Hoooo man. Strap in and bring a water bottle. They are demanding.

They’ll coo about how pretty you look even when you’re fucked-out and exhausted, lifting your head to ease their cock into your mouth. Those boys will make you cum. Probably to the point of passing out. And they’ll tease you and mock you, rubbing you till you’re overstimulated and crying.

Being boxed in by four horny vampires caressing you, playing with your hair, stripping your clothes off, is probably the most intimidating and sexy thing you’ll ever experience.

TL:DR it’s a lot. Is the poly relationship worth it? Who knows. It kind of depends on how crazy you are.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #david tlb #tlb marko #paul tlb #dwayne tlb #minors dont look #my writing #thanks for the prompt!

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misslavenderlady · 1 year

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It's Just Dark 🕯️

Marko/Paul/Dwayne/David/GN!Reader (They/Them Pronouns)

Summary: After realizing that monsters may actually be real, you decided to venture back into the dark to confirm your suspicions. But don't be scared. Four friendly faces will help you remember how fun the dark can truly be~

Thank you @ghoulgeousimmaculate for my first ever writing request! I had fun with Don't Be Afraid of The Dark, and it was nice doing a sequel! I hope you enjoy it!

WARNINGS: Nsfw/Smut/18+ Readers Only, Unspecified Genitals for reader, Nyctophobia (turned into love for the dark), Fear of Haunted Houses, Poly!LostBoys, Teasing, Pet Names, Fivesome, Group Sex, Public Sex, Masturbation, Handjob, Blowjob, Sex with the lights off, Vampire Powers, Sex game, Creampie, Aftercare, Good/Safe Ending

Another night in your room. You were quite comfortable in your special space, all dressed in your favorite pajamas, and the lights dimmed down to your liking. The ideal atmosphere for going to bed, yet sleep was the last thing on your mind.

For the last few days, you had been debating with yourself on what to do. Things had changed so drastically for you in such a short amount of time. One moment you were trembling like a coward in a silly little pop-up haunt, the next moment you were getting railed by four strangers in a dark room. The gravity of it hadn’t set in until you actually got home that night. You knew nothing about them other than their names, yet they knew just what to do to leave you crying out in ecstasy.

Well, you did know ONE other thing about them.

You were so quick to assume that they were just scare actors. After all, why else would four vampiric-looking boys be lurking around a fake haunted house for Halloween? Ghosts and ghouls and other monsters weren’t real. Neither were vampires. Even if their appearances looked far more elaborate, that didn’t mean they were real, honest-to-God monsters.

But if that was the case, why did you have that deep bite mark on your neck?

You couldn’t stop staring at it whenever you were in front of the mirror. It wasn’t infected, and it wasn’t bloody. It was just…there. Two holes together, the same distance as the fangs that shined in David’s mouth. If they were really fake, they wouldn’t have even pierced the skin. Those teeth had not only bitten into you, but were as neat as a surgical incision. Like they were designed for such a clean, strong bite.

It made your head spin, a million questions rolling around with no answers in sight. This should really shake you up. Frighten you with the knowledge that monsters could actually be real. And yet, whenever you thought about the boys, you were reminded of how good they made you feel. How they made your skin heat up and your heart flutter. You shivered whenever you recalled how David felt inside you.

God, you missed them.

Halloween had already passed, but the haunt would be open for one more night to make up for anyone who had missed out. It was your last chance to find the boys again. The last chance to get some answers about what you had experienced. You had to make sure you weren’t going crazy. And if all went well, then perhaps it couldn’t hurt to have some alone time with them again~

What were you thinking? Of COURSE, your fears were going to start acting up again when you were at the haunt.

Even after everything you’d been through, you couldn’t fight back all the paranoia and anxiety that came with these places. You didn’t even have your friends with you this time. This was something you would have to go it alone, and yet you couldn’t find the courage to do it. So you simply stood out on the boardwalk, staring at the haunt and watching a few couples and families excitedly go in for a scare.

A part of you had been hopeful that the boys would just be walking around the side of the haunt. Maybe taking a smoke break in between moments of their “work”. To your dismay, you didn’t see them, nor did you see any other haunt monsters. They were all hidden inside, not showing their faces to the public so as to not break the immersion.

It was blatantly obvious what you had to do. You were going to have to search inside for them.

Your hands were trembling, and all you could do to settle them was simply hold them together. You did your best to put on a brave face, not wanting anyone to sense your fears. Best not to draw too much attention to yourself. There weren’t as many people this time around, but it wasn't the other haunt-goers you were worried about most. It was all the scare actors lingering in the shadows. If there were fewer people, that meant you had a bigger target on your back for being on the receiving end of a scare.

Just focus on finding the boys, you thought to yourself.

It was so dark inside. You had forgotten about that little detail. It was tricky to navigate, but you did your best to hold onto the sides of the walls so you could find your way around the area. With focused eyes, you scanned your surroundings, trying to find any signs of wild hairstyles or flashy jewelry.

Your heart rate shot up when you heard a scare actor scream on the other side of the area, followed by a terrified shriek of whoever the unlucky victim was that got scared. Terror was overwhelming your nerves. What if you were next? What if this was all a waste of time and you couldn't find them? What if-

"Back again, little one~?"

You couldn’t stop the soft gasp that slipped out of your mouth as you felt breath on your skin and a whisper in your ear. An icy aura surrounded your figure, causing goosebumps to pop up onto your arms. David.

A hand snaked its way into your own, leather-covered fingers entwined with your bare ones. You felt light-headed as you were gently pulled away from the main area, and guided to a spot around the corner, hidden away from others wandering in.

Before you could even get a word in, you were pushed up against the wall. David's body boxed you in, his knee jutting out to slip in between your legs. With him this close, you could smell the smoke on his breath. It felt like it took your own breath away.

He pulled something out of his pocket. You weren't sure what it was until you heard a familiar flick sound. A small flame flickered out. It was his lighter.

And it was illuminating a familiar, monstrous-looking face.

Unlike the first time around where you were startled for a moment but ultimately calmed down from the shock, you were still trembling after seeing his vampire face. The sharp angles in his skull truly were lifelike. You felt foolish for being so quick to believe it was fake the first time around.

But perhaps you needed more time to figure this all out. Maybe there really was an explanation for all this.

“There you are,” David purred. His tongue slipped past his lips for a mere second before he moved forward. Your mouths fit together, a kiss fueled by the longing of your time apart. Even if it was a few days, David kissed you as if it had been years. It was a miracle there was still air in your lungs by the time he let go to speak again.

“Aww babyyy~” he cooed, caressing the side of your face. “You’re shaking so terribly. Still scared of this place~?”

You had to mentally remind yourself to keep breathing. David made it so difficult to think straight.

“A-A little…” you admitted. “But I wanted to s-see you again! I missed you…”

While technically it wasn’t the actual reason you decided to come here, there was some truth to it. You kept seeing flashes of the night you spent with him and his boys in your head. The way they touched you, tasted you, and fucked you so enthusiastically. By the look on his face, David was thinking of it too.

“And we missed you, sweetling~”

The other boys. Dwayne, Paul, and Marko. God, you dreamed of their hands on you again. They had worked so well together as a team. Keeping you in place while David had his way with you. Even before you could even think to ask about them, new faces appeared out of the dark.

Speak of the devils.

Their smiles were wide and wicked, a mischievous glint in their yellow eyes. They moved so easily in the dark. So quiet and sneaky. It was quite the contrast to the sweet words they spoke to you.

“Welcome back, cutie!”

“You’re looking extra fine tonight~”

“Come back to play another game with us?”

If you couldn’t think properly before, now you were absolutely brain-dead. Their expressions were so devious and their fangs dripped with hunger. A jolt went up your spine at the memory of David biting into you. One set of teeth had been enough to make you faint. What exactly could four sets do to you?

You were surrounded. With each passing moment, they pressed in more, pushing their perfect bodies against yours. You could hear their heavy breathing all around you. If you hadn’t bitten your lip, then you surely would have let out the most pathetic moan imaginable.

“Y-Yes, I did…~” you whimpered. Whether this was all real or not did not matter in the slightest. You just wanted them again. The lovers that kept you safe in the dark.

As if on cue, another scream came from the other side of the wall. One of the actors had successfully frightened a couple who had walked in, leading to intense shrieking. The sound startled you terribly, and out of reflex, you cowered into David. The others chuckled at your adorable display of fear.

“Awwww poor baby,” he cooed, lips right at your ear as he pulled you in closer. “Why don’t we take your mind off the scary stuff for a while~?”

Before you could even think to say anything, you heard the sounds of pants unzipping and belts jingling as they came undone. As much as you wanted to ask about the risk of strangers walking by and catching you in the act, all you could think about was how David was pressing kisses into your neck. Your legs felt like jelly. Loose and wiggly from the tingly sensations David made you feel.

Your eyes shut and your fingers found their way into his spiked hair as he grazed his tongue along your throat, tracing over your veins. He could have bitten you again if he truly wanted to, but if the bulge poking your thigh told you anything, it was that it was the last thing on his mind. One hand slipped up your shirt to toy with your body while the other still carefully held the only source of light in this pitch-black area.

“Y’know, the last time we took turns having fun with you, cutie,” Paul purred. His bracelets clanged together as he stroked himself slowly. “Maybe this time we should all get you at once~”

It would be a lie if you were to say the thought didn’t intimidate you a bit. Going one-by-one with four boys was one thing. Having sex with them all together was another. They must have sensed your fears because Dwayne spoke up while David gently kissed you.

“Don’t worry, love. We’ll be good to you. Nothing you won’t be able to handle~”

“Yeah,” Marko agreed. He was touching himself just like Paul was, but his motions were sharp and fast, not slow and sensual. “We just can’t get enough of ya~”

A bashful smile crept onto your face, showing off how delighted you were to be praised. They had such a way with words. It only made you that much more eager for them. To show your enthusiasm for the idea, you spread your legs further apart and puffed out your chest, giving off your best bedroom eyes for them to stare into.

“Yes, please~”

David grinned wolfishly before pressing his lips back on yours. Your eyes fluttered and your cheeks warmed from the way he kissed you. Meanwhile, the boys were still stroking their cocks in their hands, softly moaning at the sight of their leader enjoying you. Wanting to make use of your hands more, you slid your fingers down the front of David’s shirt and over the button of his leather pants. You adored how he sighed into your kiss as you carefully helped undo the fabric and slip his cock free. It was so pleasurable feeling his desire for you in your hand.

You stroked him slowly, letting him enjoy your eager touch. It made you want to embrace him and never let go. Surely he felt the same way. You got such an answer when he flicked his lighter back down, snuffing out the flame before tossing it aside. Back in the shadows, you went, and you whimpered so helplessly as his free hand now wrapped around you tighter.

“No worries, little one. There’s no risk of getting caught with the light gone,” David explained in between greedy kisses.

Your ears picked up the softest sounds far more easily now. Marko, Dwayne, and Paul were shuffling around in the small space. If you hadn’t been so overwhelmed by David, you would have put a little more care into wondering just what they were doing. He must have read your mind because he pulled away for a moment to speak clearly.

“Let’s play a game. A guessing game, to be exact,” he whispered. His voice sounded deeper and his raspy tone was more noticeable. “I got to fuck that perfectly tight hole the last time you came by. I’ll let one of the others take a turn with it while the other two get to see what your hands can do. All you have to do is guess who’s inside of you before you cum~”

David’s cock throbbed in your hand, twitching from the pleasure you gave him. The others snickered with one another. Clearly, they were just as eager to play along. They only got more joy when you gasped softly. He swiftly flipped you around so that he was the one leaning back into the wall and you were out in the open. He was so fast. So controlling. You loved it.

“What about you, David?” you asked.

“Well as much as I love your lips on mine…..I wanna feel them stretch around my cock instead~” he said with a breathy laugh. It was like music in your ears.

Of course, you were happy to play along with such a game. No matter who was doing what to you, it would be immensely pleasurable for you. You smiled eagerly, hoping David could see you in this darkness. If your suspicions about what exactly he was were true, then it wouldn’t be a problem at all for him.

“Yes, David~”

“Mmmm. Good little human,” he praised. “Now bend over for me~”

You would have done so on your own, but a hand shot out from behind you and forced you forward. Now you were bent over perfectly, almost at an exact 90-degree angle. Snickering was traded between the boys as they went to work on you. In order to figure out just what was happening, you pulled your focus off their voices and put it on smaller cues.

Another zipper coming undone followed by clothes being pushed downward. That was the one who was going to take you. The dribbling of liquid. Probably that warming lube you loved so much last time.

You lost focus again when a pair of hands roughly tugged your pants and underwear downward. It left you feeling so exposed, even in darkness. Thankfully, those feelings were quickly replaced with pleasure, as new touches greeted your body.

Two thick, aching cocks slipped into each of your hands. Not too much of a difference between them other than the fact that one was cut and the other wasn’t.

Hmmm…I think Paul’s cock was uncut, you thought to yourself. You still remembered how wild and unhinged he was when you took each inch deep into your mouth. That was clue number one, but you still needed more.

“Brace yourself, baby,” David said to you. “You’re about to get a good, old-fashioned double-stuffing~”

You didn’t even get a second to process his words before such a promise was acted on. In the back, you felt a thick, lubed cock slip slowly into you from the back. The moment your mouth opened to moan out, David took the opportunity to fill it up too. All the boys were moaning from the sensations of your body, but David was by far the loudest. Thankfully, he thought to cover his mouth and muffle the sound with his leather glove.

So here you were. Filled on both ends of your body and used for pleasure with your hands. All while barely hidden in a pop-up haunt. God, the things you did for these boys. They were so mischievous with their fun, and here you were along for the ride.

You steadied yourself, calming down your nerves so you could focus. The first thing you did was start gently sucking on David’s cock, letting it move in and out at a decent pace. He seemed to relax against the wall, clearly satisfied with the work you were already putting in. You couldn’t help but smile with pride around him.

The hands wrapped around two of the other boys began to pump. It was a little odd, having a cock in each hand. But it was ultimately quite nice getting into a proper rhythm. It helped to hear sighs and moans in delight to let you know how well you were doing. If only you knew which of the boys were on each side of your body.

“Oooooh fuck, baby, that’s it~” David sighed. His hand found its way to the top of your head, guiding you to move as he wanted you to. You nuzzled against his touch, sighing in delight. David’s praise meant the world to you. It was like a high you didn’t want to stop chasing.

Three voices mixed with his own, intertwining with one another and flowing like a song. It was far different than last time, as each boy had quite the individual preferences in voicing their feelings. Each one liked to be heard and speak up, yet they were hiding their identities so perfectly. All you could hear were sounds of pleasure while you all fucked together.

Whoever was inside your greedy hole was moving at a sensual, deep pace. It was like he wanted you to feel every last inch at any given moment. It didn’t really seem like Marko’s preferred method, as you recalled a more teasing, playful style that he used with his mouth. That narrowed it down more.

If the two boys on either side had been touching you, it would be far easier to guess by their accessories. But they were far more clever than you gave them credit for. Neither one touched you, just rolling their hips to get more of your skilled hands. Whoever they were, you could feel precum dribbling from each of their cocks. You spread it across the tips and over the length, coating both for better work.

“Such a good little thing, aren’t you~?” David growled. His breath was shaky. “You’re so incredible at this. It’s like we’re made for each other~”

It was silly to you that they were all using you like a sex toy, yet the more romantic words David used were what got your heart racing the most. They just meant so much to you. Even with all these thoughts of monsters and the terrifying nature of the dark, they made you feel appreciated. Safe. Cared for. It made you that much more determined to put in the work to please them all.

Your own noises were getting louder and louder. With all of your will, you did your best to hold back a bit, not wanting to get caught by anyone who could be nearby. It was quite the challenge with one of your lovers hitting just the right spot over and over and over again. You were getting closer now, speeding towards that climax you knew only they could give you. All that you wanted was to have the right name to scream out.

“C’mon, baby, you can do it,” David encouraged you. “Listen. Feel. Don’t overthink your pretty little head, just use your senses. You got this~”

He was right. You could focus all your attention on the man who was so deep inside you. The darkness was there to make you feel stronger, not weaker.

Your ear caught the sound of a small rattling, like a thin piece of jewelry hitting something over and over again. It wasn't jangly and loud like their bracelets.

And then it hit you. Literally. A small part of it brushed against your ass when your lover bent over further to fuck you harder. It was a brief moment, but it made you realize what it was and who it belonged to.

A body chain. The one Dwayne had draped over his chest. Now you didn't have to hold back.

"DWAYNE~!" you cried out, pushing yourself back onto him. "I know it's you back there, Dwayne! P-Please…oh fuck…please cum inside me~"

Fueled by your noises, your lovers moved faster now. David was fucking your throat like a man possessed while Marko and Paul thrust eagerly. That left Dwayne to get you closer and closer, his cock shoved in as deep as it would go.

You panted and sighed, no longer fearing the idea of getting caught. All that was on your mind was chasing that climax. Almost. Almost!

"A-Aaahh~!!! Fuck!!"

There you go.

Your body tensed and you bit your lip to fight back the whorish scream that you almost let loose. The pleasure was hitting you like the mightiest waves in the ocean. You were drowning in dopamine.

The boys followed you closely, all cumming within seconds of one another. David held your head down all the way down to the base, his seed painting the back of your throat. Paul and Marko stained your fingers, making them warm and sticky. Dwayne gripped your hips firmly as he kept his cock inside you. You were overwhelmed with warmth as he filled you to the brim.

God, you really made the right call finding them again.

It took a little while for all five of you to settle down. With heaving breaths, you managed to free yourself from them. You felt quite dirty now. Thankfully, they took care of you as they did the other night, cleaning you up and getting you dressed again. Having them gently wipe the fluids from your body and help button your pants again was rather sweet.

Plus, the forehead kiss you got from David was an especially nice touch.

When all of you were presentable, he held out an arm for you to take. You couldn't see his face, but his voice was all you needed.

"Hang on tight to me. We'll get you out of here safe and sound"

David was entirely true to his word, holding you close on his arm as he moved you forward. The others acted as bodyguards, shielding you from danger or jump scares up until you got to the exit.

Though the sky was dark, the illumination of boardwalk lights greeted you on the outside of the haunt. You had done it again. Safe and sound outside.

"Thank you, boys. I really-"

Your voice cut out when you turned to look at David. He was human. Or rather, human-looking. No longer were his teeth long and sharp and his eyes an inhuman shade of yellow. His skull was normal, showing soft features and cheeks with slight baby fat in them.

He was a normal guy now. A guy with beautiful, blue eyes.

“Hi~” was all he said. The smirk on his face was no longer intimidating. Just playful and boyish.

“H-Hi,” you returned the greeting.

The surprise went on as the others stepped to the side of their leader, showing off their own, human appearances. You knew they were good-looking guys even with their monster features, but seeing them like this allowed you to recognize how truly beautiful they all were. It made you blush to know that such stunning men had just ravaged you in the dark.

“I’m sure you have quite a few questions for us about what we are,” David simply said. The others nodded, smiling at you. They seemed happy to see you react so well to their big reveal.

“Yes, as a matter of fact,” you replied. There were millions of questions going through your head. “Are all monsters real? Are there more of you? Why did you go through the haunt with your vampire faces? Why did you…um….have fun with me?”

The boys chuckled. It seemed like this was the first time someone actually asked about them rather than scream and run away in fright. That was the last thing you wanted to do. Now more than ever you just wanted to be with them. They pulled you in deeper, and you weren’t scared at all.

“We actually don’t really know if there are other creatures out there,” Dwayne answered first.

“There are tons of us, but we’re our own pack. No other vampires mess with us,” Paul added.

“It’s easy to blend in and hunt when you’re among other monsters in a place like this. After all, you certainly thought we were just actors, didn’t ya?” Marko said with a wink.

David stepped closer to you, reaching out a gloved hand to touch you. It was just like the last time, all sweet touches and soft expressions. You sighed as you gazed into those eyes. Blue or yellow, you never wanted to look away.

“We were enchanted by you, darling human,” David purred. “You were just far too cute and we wanted to give you a good time. You certainly did that for us~”

“So…now what…?” you asked. What did one do after learning that vampires are a very real thing and that they like you enough to fuck your brains out? David must have sensed your uncertainty because he took your hand in his, soothing you with the touch of leather.

“First thing first. We owe you a nice dinner out since you correctly guessed who was taking that cute body of yours from behind~"

Sure enough, Dwayne winked at you, signaling that you did right by crying out his name. Your flushed face only heated up more.

"We wanna get to know you a bit better. You're one of us now after all"

You smiled sweetly, feeling really good about yourself and what you had going with them. All this time you were frightened of what could grab you in the dark. Now you saw that the monsters were actually quite nice.

With your hands now wrapped around David's arm, you let him take the lead down the path of the boardwalk. He nuzzled you and kissed your forehead once more before leading the way.

He was right, you thought to yourself. There's no need to be scared of the dark.

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