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Jealousy on the Boardwalk (The Lost Boys 1987 x Female! Reader)
Word Count - 1036
Fandom - The Lost Boys 1987
Pairing - Poly! The Lost Boys 1987 x Female! Reader
Title - Jealousy on the Boardwalk
Jealous - fiercely protective or vigilant of one's rights or possessions.
“All of these attractions, and I can’t help but keep my eyes on you, sweetheart,” You felt like you jolted out of your skin as Paul was suddenly behind you, his hands snaking around your middle as the rest of the boys approached.
“You scared the hell out of me,” You laughed as he pulled you into him, Paul’s face diving into the crook of your neck to pepper kisses against the flesh.
“S’rry,” He murmured against your skin as each of the other boys approached to give you their own greeting. A kiss to the knuckles, a devilish grin and a kiss to your nose, and an appreciative glance over your form before a gloved hand cupped the side of your cheek and kissed the other.
“What do you boys have planned tonight?” You asked as Paul kept you locked in his arms, feeling particularly affectionate tonight, while the other three surrounded you two.
“Some rides, some food,” Marko grinned as he pointed to the newest addition of the Santa Carla boardwalk. It was a thrill ride, and you couldn’t quite make out the name as the neon lettering was too far for your eyes to fully focus on, but you could hear the screams of terror and resounding laughter of groups of friends as it took them through it.
“That looks like fun,” You mused, a gasp leaving your throat as Paul decided to begin to nip against your flesh. “Paul,” You muttered in warning as he laughed before pulling away.
“C’mon, let’s go,” Marko pulled you free from Paul’s grip.
“Hold on, hold on,” You laughed as he started tugging you towards the ride, “I think I need to hit the bathroom first, then go on the ride.” You explained as he looked at you with a confused expression.
“Knowing you four, it will be hours before you’ll want to take a break,” You tossed a knowing glance to Paul as he was already antsy to get going, ping-ponging off of Marko’s energy.
“I’ll meet you all over there,” You pecked Marko’s lips before you were disappearing into the crowd, David’s eyes watching over you until you entered the public bathroom.
“C’mon, I’m going to grab a slushie,” Marko nudged Paul, the two making their way to the treats stand, Dwayne and David resting against the handrail, eyes wandering the crowd as they waited for your return.
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“Phew,” You wiped the water on your hands off on your jeans as you left the bathroom, the hand dryer not doing a damn thing to dry your hands after washing them. Eyes scanning the crowd, you grinned as you made eye contact with Dwayne, his lips quirking into a grin as you began to approach only for a wolf whistle to catch your ears.
Dwayne’s expression morphed into a glare, gaze drifting to your left as the Surf Nazi’s whistled and called at you.
“C’mon hot stuff, you bounce on those biker’s dicks all the time, you can give us something!” You felt heat crawl up your neck as you ignored the group, biting your tongue as you moved past them to get towards David and Dwayne.
You blocked out their voices as you kept your gaze on David, only for a reaction to be forced out of you as a loud smacking sound brought your attention back to the group. The sting on your ass came after.
“What the–”
“What the fuck did you just do to our girl?” You didn’t even see Marko and Paul, but now Marko had the bastard up by the collar, their noses nearly touching.
“C’mere,” Dwayne pulled you to him, facing you away from the group. You didn’t want nor need to see what those three were about to do. “Let’s go get you a drink, hm, maybe a milkshake?” He was seething, hands trembling with rage but he kept it under wraps as you heard a sickening crunch while he led you away.
As the two of you sat in the booth, you swirled the straw around the milkshake, briefly letting your gaze flick up from the creamy beverage to Dwayne’s face as he stared out the window, eyes flickering back and forth.
“You okay?” You broke the silence, making his attention snap from the window to you.
“You’re asking me that?” He grinned at you, “How about we reverse that question, how are you? Are you okay?” Dwayne reached a hand over, interlacing your fingers with his.
“Meh, I’ve been better but I’ve certainly been worse- but I do have a milkshake so,” You shrugged while smiling, “I just hope the others are alright,” You frowned.
“You worried about us, doll?” David questioned, just now adjusting to putting his gloves back on as they entered the diner.
“Always,” Your eyes flickered over each one of them, your frown deepening. Marko had a split lip, always being the one to jump in head first into fights, and you could tell Paul had gotten several good hits in, knuckles bruised and blood caked on them. David, you couldn’t tell, but you figured the gloves were now not for a personal style choice, but to ensure you wouldn’t worry.
“What happened when we left?” You knew what happened, or at least had a general picture, but you couldn’t help but ask.
“They got what was coming to them for touching our girl,” David said simply as you scooched further in the booth for him to sit next to you. Paul took his place next to Dwayne as Marko pulled up a chair to sit at the edge of the table.
“They won’t be bothering you anymore,” Marko gave you a smile as he leaned his arms against the table.
“Oh?”
“Not if they want to live,” Paul muttered as he grabbed a menu off the condiment caddie. David’s eyes flickered to Dwayne while he put an arm around your shoulders, a raised brow sent his way while Dwayne subtly nodded in response.
They had more business with those Surf Nazi’s, but for now there were more pressing matters, such as getting you fueled up and turning this night around.
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The Rut (David x Fem! Reader)
It is finally here! The last installment of The Rut series! I am so happy that everyone enjoyed this series, it was definitely fun to write the boys in just complete feral mode lol. I'll definitely be writing for stuff for the boys in the future!
(Also since I've been asked, this isn't really a poly relationship series, this is a "only (insert boy) likes reader" kinda thing).
I really wanna thank everyone who has commented on, reblogged, or just liked this series. Y'all really kept me going when I had writers block, and I couldn't have finished it without y'all. And a big shout out to @auntvamp who came up with the original headcannons about the boys in rut, because without them, this series wouldn't be a thing lol. I'd highly suggest reading that first.
Lastly I'd like to thank @santacarlatourism for their headcanons of each boy's scent on my post
I also got inspired by these headcanons
For this I know a lot of people write David as a rough dom but I wanted to explore something else, I don't think David would always be rough with his mate, I see him having a soft side too, so this is that, and also him slowly losing control lol.
Paul, Marko, Dwayne,
Word Count: 5,376 (of course this cocky mofo ended up with the longest chapter 🤣)
Pairing: David x Fem! Reader
Warnings: DETAILED SMUT! THAT IS ALL THIS STORY IS!! MINORS DNI!!
⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️
Ko-Fi
"Don't invite him in"
That's what Dwayne had told you when he informed you to stay away from the cave for the next couple of days. You were confused when Dwayne had met you at the entrance the night before, usually David was the first one out and ready to leave, typically smoking while the others got ready. You were fully prepared to spend the night at the boardwalk with the boys and your favorite vampire, but Dwayne had quickly shot down those plans.
"Wait…A rut? Like how animals have ru-"
"Yes just like that" he told you as he walked you back to your car.
"When we go into these we are very dangerous to you, since you're a human and not a vampire like us you're far more…"
"Fragile" you finished, the boys had all told you that before, taking it upon themselves to protect you all the time because you were "like a China doll" in Dwayne's words.
"So that's why you need to stay away for a couple of days," he explained, to which you could only simply nod as you climbed in your car. Your thoughts suddenly taking a turn as you thought of him…they were all extremely attractive…him especially…and you were sure him taking a partner for a quick time was something he had done before…would that happen again? After all, if he was gonna kill them anyways why not? It didn't matter if they were fragile right? But why did that thought make you wanna cry even more in this situation?
"It isn't like that" Dwayne's voice broke you out of your thoughts and you were unsure if he had read your thoughts or could just read your emotions.
"Go home y/n, don't overthink ok, you can come back soon" he told you with a small smile as he shut your car door, watching as you started the car and rolled down the window when he knocked
"And one more thing" he told you while leaning in.
"Don't invite him in"
So here you were, sitting in your room, listening to music and drawing, wishing you could just go hang out with the boys, you hadn't really realized just how much of a staple in your life they had become until now. Night's seemed boring without them…without him. Sighing you sat your sketchbook down on your nightstand after you realized that in your zoned out state you had successfully sketched what was probably the twentieth picture of him that resided in the book. Stretching, you got up and changed the music, putting on your newest Billy Idol album. You had joked to David before that he reminded you of the singer, a comment that although he didn't reply to, he seemed complimented by. You had actually come across David listening to a Billy Idol cassette tape one day in the cave and it only solidified that thought even more for you lol. You began dancing around as White Wedding started to play, losing yourself in the music for a moment, before you heard a gentle knock on your window. Your body froze instantly, shifting your gaze to the closed curtains. You slightly wondered if it had been the wind, but only slightly, you knew that was definitely a knock.
"I know you're in there Sweetheart, no use hiding" You immediately felt a shiver run down your spine at the voice, a deeper tone with a slight growl mixed with it told you he was currently vamped out.
'Don't invite him in' Dwayne's words rang in your head, earning another low growl from outside.
"You don't take orders from him, understand?" Oh shit, he was reading your thoughts. You had made him promise when you first learned what they were that he wouldn't do that anymore. A promise he seemed like he had no problem breaking tonight.
"But.. David…Dwayne said it would be dangerous to-"
"Funny" you heard him let out a dry chuckle.
"I thought I just said you don't take orders from him" You gulped at his tone, a sarcastic David was a dangerous David at times, and you had a feeling this was one of those times.
"Let me in Doll, I'll explain it all better than he could" You hesitated still, true, Dwayne hadn't explained very much, and you were still curious. And if you were being honest, when vamped out David probably had the most control over himself out of all of them, besides maybe Dwayne…Maybe it would be safe if you let him in. Slowly making your way over towards the window you heard what seemed like a pleased…purr? You pulled back the curtains, meeting the golden gaze of the vampire on the outside of your window. His figure looming on your small balcony. You unlocked and opened your window, leaning out to speak to him. When suddenly your lips were captured in a searing kiss, his gloved hands holding your face, softly yet firm as he pulled you closer, fangs brushing your lips as he opened your mouth with his, tongue dominating the kiss. You weren't sure what was making you dizzier, the kiss that was quite literally stealing your breath away, or his scent. David always smelled like a mixture of cigarettes, the cologne he always stole that had a very earthy smell to it, and a scent that you could only describe as simply him. But tonight his scent seemed to be cranked up to a hundred, clouding your brain of anything but him. When he finally seemed to remember you needed to breathe he pulled away, forehead resting against yours as he watched you try to catch your breath, pupils blown and heart racing as you met his gaze.
"David," you spoke quietly.
"You're gonna be a good girl and let me come inside, right?" He asked, watching the shiver that went down your spine at the nickname, a mental note he tucked away for later.
"Right?" He asked again, watching as you slowly nodded.
"Words Sweetheart" he gave you that little smile as he ran his thumb over your lip.
"You can come inside" you spoke once you found your voice.
"That's a good girl" he spoke, before the next thing you knew you were back inside your bedroom and being thrown onto your bed.
"Clothes off Sweetheart, I'm going to fuck you first, then I'll explain everything" he commanded, staring you down as he slowly took his coat off and laid it over your desk.
"W-What?" You stuttered, looking at him with wide eyes, did he actually just say that so casually? He raised an eyebrow as he looked at you, waiting.
"I thought you were going to be a good girl tonight y/n" he spoke while slowly pulling your chair out and sitting down.
"I-I.." you weren't sure what to say at the moment, voice gone as you got lost in that golden gaze.
"I don't mind punishing you" he warned, and the look in his eye told you that part of him wanted to, wanted you to misbehave so he could. Deciding to play it safe, for now, you quickly took off your top and bottoms, leaving you in your simple lace panties, bra having been discarded earlier in the night. You watched his gaze darken as he took you in, golden eyes turning a bit orange.
"Come here" he spoke simply, but his tone told you that there was no arguing. Slowly you stood from your bed, taking careful steps over to him, stopping once you stood directly in front, your legs lightly grazing his knees. You slowly met his gaze again, those hard features and burning eyes, you knew anyone in your situation would have ran, but you knew David, and maybe some deep twisted part of you wanted this more than you even recognized. Wanted to be completely dominated by this man, this creature. Maybe you should have also not thought those things so loudly, if the absolutely predatory grin was anything to go by.
"Completely dominated huh?" He asked while leaning back in the chair, he watched as you gulped, listened as your heart picked up speed, smelled as a fresh wave of arousal hit you. It wouldn't take much to have you exactly where he wanted you, completely willing, completely his.
"On your knees Sweetheart" he told you with a low growl, and he watched as you instantly fell onto your floor, hands hovering just above his knees before lowering themselves to the ground. Good girl, you already knew to wait for his orders. He watched you watch him, watched as you tried not to show how much you were trying to gain some form of friction against where you needed it most. He could feel himself stir even more at the sight, could feel the inner beast trying to claw its way out, yelling at him to simply take you, stop these foolish games and claim what was his. He hated that feeling, hated losing control. Deciding to relieve both himself and you he tapped his belt buckle, eyes still never leaving you as you looked up to meet his gaze before setting to work undoing his belt and then pants, looking up to silently ask if you should stop or keep going.
"Well? You've been a good girl so far, are you afraid to unwrap your treat?" He smirked, watching the blush crawl up your neck and cheeks as your eyes went back to his pants. He lifted himself slowly so you could take them and his underwear off, pulling the material down to his ankles, stopping only because his boots got in the way. You went to remove them but he stopped you with a hand on your head.
"Those can wait" he told you, sliding his hand from your hair to cup your cheek, running his thumb over your lip before slowly parting them, watching as you wrapped your lips around his thumb, eyes sliding closed as you sucked the digit. David watched you intensely, feeling himself jump at the sight, and knowing that he wanted, no, needed your lips around him, now. Gently pulling his thumb away with the thinning self control he had left he opened your mouth, watching as your eyes met his.
"I have something better for you to use that pretty mouth on" he told you, watching as your eyes moved to finally take him in. He was average length, but pretty thick, a size that had you both clenching around nothing and also afraid of him not fitting. Again, reading your mind, you heard David chuckle.
"That's why we have to get both of us nice and wet, I think you know how to do that, don't you?" He asked, letting go of your mouth and leaning back in the chair, legs opening just a bit more.
"Yes sir" you nodded, sitting up a bit, hands finally touching his thighs, you could hear the low rumble leave him as he stared at you, you had taken a chance by calling him sir, but you had a very strong feeling he had that sort of kink, after all, David always loved being in charge.
"Look at that, I don't even have to teach you manners, you are already trained for me" he smirked, gathering your hair in his gloved hand as you slowly wrapped a hand around his length, feeling it twitch, before lowering your lips to close around the head.
"Already my good girl" he sighed, watching as you ran your tongue along the slit before lowering your head, hollowing your cheeks, and taking more of him in while running your tongue along the vein on the underside. What your mouth couldn't take, you hand took care of as you began bobbing your head, twisting your fist as you stroked in time with your bobs. You hadn't expected David to be a moaner or a talker, so when you only received grunts and huffs you knew not to be disappointed. You let those guide you, noting when he would tighten his grip on your hair, or when he would ever so slightly lift his hips, when he would hold his breath, or when his grunts sounded a bit more strained.
"Teeth" he grunted out at one point, tightening his grip on your hair again. You weren't sure what he meant, so you went off of what you guessed and prayed that it was right, you were doing good so far, you didn't want to fuck up now. Letting your teeth graze against his length you felt him stiffen, and instantly you feared you messed up, but that was when you heard it, the first moan, even if it was extremely quiet. With more confidence you let a little more of your teeth scrape along him as you worked, hearing his breath quicken once more. You chanced a glance upwards and noticed a sight you didn't expect, David with his eyes closed, head slightly tilted backwards, and mouth slightly open. Feeling brave after your achievement you decided to try something else. Sneaking your other hand up, you gently wrapped your hand around his balls, just as you took as much of him as you could and swallowed. Feeling him stiffen instantly, and hearing a clearly strained.
"Fuck" before his eyes met yours, orange gaze blazing before you were suddenly tossed on the bed, watching as he tore the rest of his clothes off.
"Did I say you could do that?" He asked, caging your body with his. You slowly shook your head but David caught your jaw in his now gloveless hand.
"Did I?"
"N-No sir" you replied, honestly a little scared, as well as turned on. David looked almost unhinged at the moment, like he was a breath away from just bending you over, and maybe that's what you wanted.
"So why did you think it was ok?"
"I-I just"
"Just what? You had been doing so well"
"I just wanted to make you feel good" you told him, and watched as he stopped, and blinked down at you. Honestly he hadn't expected that reply. He figured you were tired of playing the good girl role and wanted to disobey, wanted him to put you in your place, wanted him to just take you already…He hadn't expected you to tell him you were just trying to make him feel good.
"Just trying to please your master?" He asked with a smirk, watching as you nodded, eyes wide with an innocence that he knew was false, but God did you know how to play on that. He knew how dirty your mind was, he had read it so many times, times where you would come to the cave, wet and smelling like pure heaven. He wanted, no, needed to know what had gotten you that way, so he'd delve into your mind, needing to know if he'd have an easy kill that night or would it be something else, and what he'd find would cause his own stirrings. Things that you had read about in your little erotic novels, but played out by the two of you. You riding him, which he'd have to be convinced about. Him bending you over his motorcycle, that he could and would definitely arrange. Then there were the ones that filled your mind after you learned that he was originally a gunslinger before he became a vampire. It seemed your naughty little mind lived on the saying "save a horse, ride a cowboy". That heavenly smell surrounded him once again as you looked up at him, muttering such words that had his thin self control on the verge of snapping.
"Always wanna please you sir" you whimpered, slightly wiggling under him, no doubt seeking friction for the overwhelming heat that was bothering you. He decided to take pity on you, at least that's what he'd tell you, when really the beast in him was clawing at his mind for a taste of you.
"Such a Sweetheart" he smiled, leaning down to kiss your neck, chuckling as you leaned your head to the side, already willing to give him access to your blood, but that wasn't the taste he sought, at least not at the moment. Pressing gentle kisses down your collarbone, stopping to give your breasts attention, he swirled his tongue around your nipple before closing his lips around it, fangs grazing your skin as his hand came up to pinch and play with your other one, before his mouth and hand switched. Only when he felt like he had made you a breathless mess did he continue his journey down, hands sliding along your sides as he kissed down your stomach, pressing kisses to your hip bones before hooking his claws into your lace panties. His eyes met yours, a sinister smirk on his lips as you watched him tear your panties in half, the sound of tearing fabric meeting your ears while your eyes never left his. You watched him toss the pieces to the sides of the bed before he pressed kisses to your thighs, so close to where you wanted his mouth but never giving you what you needed.
"Beg" he told you, watching as your eyes met his again, having closed them for a moment.
"Please David" you whimpered, yelping slightly when his hand landed a smack on your thigh.
"Care to try that again?"
"Please sir, please I've been good" you begged.
"Have you? I don't think you have"
"I-I was just trying to make you feel good" you explained again, watching as he stared at you.
"Please sir, I promise I'll be good" you told him, gripping at the sheets, trying to will him to do something, anything to calm the fire that was slowly burning through you. Meanwhile David was fighting with himself, he wanted to tease you, have you a real begging mess, but the other part was clawing at him to just give in and take. This time he decided to give into that beast within and in an instant his mouth was on you, tongue swiping along your slit and watching as you threw your head back, a loud moan of his name tearing from your lips. He decided this time he wouldn't reprime you for it, mainly because he was becoming too lost in your taste, his own grunts muffled as he buried his face deeper, nose brushing your clit while his tongue dipped inside. He felt your legs close around his head, his hands still resting on your thighs, and again he decided to let it slide, instead grabbing your hips and letting himself explore you, commiting to memory every swipe of his tongue that had you moaning his name, every suck that had you gasping, every twist and turn that had your heart beat picking up and the beast in him clawing at the fraying seams of his control. He wanted to slam his fingers in you, listen as you moan at the fact that something was finally filling you, but he knew that his claws and that sensitive of an area shouldn't mix, so he settled on completely devouring you, being careful of his fangs as he brought you closer to your edge. Your legs tightening around him, hips lifting to try and get closer, hands grabbing at his hair while your head was thrown back, eyes shut and mouth open, begging him to not stop, telling him how good he felt and how close you were. He could push you off the edge in just a matter of seconds…could…but wasn't going to. Easily unwrapping your legs from him, he lifted himself away from you, watching as you whined and looked up at him with pleading eyes. Chest rising and falling rapidly as you slowly came down from the high he had built you up to.
"Why?" You whimpered, and David simply smirked as he wiped your essence from his face.
"You still had to be punished Sweetheart" he told you, watching as you pouted, head turned to the side while you tried to catch your breath. He chuckled at your pouting, knew how frustrated you were, because honestly he was at that point as well. He knew that playtime was up. Grabbing your thighs again he pulled you down the bed, wrapping your legs around his hips. He watched you gasp at being manhandled but he knew you liked it, he could smell that you liked it.
"Now, are you gonna be my good girl again? Or do I have to punish you again?"
"I'll be good I promise" you panted, wanting that high again that only he could bring you to, he'd make sure you knew that, that only he could make you feel this way.
"Good girl" he growled, reaching down to drag himself through your wetness, watching as your hips lifted slightly, trying to coax him in.
"Such a greedy girl" he smirked, before slowly entering you, watching as you threw your head back at the feeling of finally having him inside you. It took him a bit with how tight you were, but once he was fully seated he had to take a moment. Because right then, for the first time he felt overwhelmed. Sure he had partners in the past, but nothing felt like this, as if he needed more proof that you were his mate. And he knew that you probably wanted him to be gentle, but he knew that wouldn't be something he could offer, not this night at least.
"I'm not gonna be gentle Sweetheart" he felt he should warn you, felt you deserved to know before he just took you.
"I didn't expect you to be" you smiled, and he knew you knew enough of what was going on with him to know he was losing the control he loved so much, so he never broke the gaze you two held as he gripped your hips and pulled back, only to slam forward, watching as you threw your head back. He listened to your cries for him, your heartbeat singing as it sped up again. He watched as your eyes rolled back, mouth opened as you didn't even try to hide the gasps, and moans. He found his own eyes closing as he sped up, thrusts now slamming into you as the bed shook, his grunts were drowned out by your cries and that was ok, he didn't need to be loud, it was your job to tell everyone who was making you feel this good. Sir had long been forgotten and he couldn't find it in himself to care, wanting you to cry out his name until your throat went raw.
"Fuck" he panted out through gritted teeth, the feeling was picking up, the knot tightening in his stomach as he felt you grow tighter around him. Shit you were gonna make it hard on him to even fuckin last, especially when you were begging for him, begging for him not to stop, begging for him to make you cum, even begging for him to make you his, as if you weren't already. Your orgasm hit you both by surprise, you suddenly became like a vice around him and he immediately stopped, watched as you shook, you entire body trembling as you flew over the edge, he slowed his thrusts, gently rocking you through it, and also keeping his own orgasm at bay
He watched you blink before your eyes met his, looking up to see if he would say something about you cumming without permission, which, any other time he may, but right now he just knew he needed you to cum again, because you were absolutely beautiful when lost in pleasure. You watched as he unhooked your legs from him, instead lifting them as he pulled out and crawled over you, pressing his forehead to yours as he wrapped your legs around him again, his one hand coming up to hold yours, while his other game up to hold your jaw.
"You got another one for me Sweetheart?" He asked, not breaking eye contact as the hand on your jaw left for only a moment as you felt him enter you again, making you gasp.
"Yes" you whimpered, already lifting your hips to meet his.
"My little mate, always so willing" he smiled, fangs grazing your lips before he captured them again, he soon started thrusting again, and you moaned in the kiss, allowing his tongue to enter and dominate before he pulled back, fangs lightly grazing your lip and drawing blood, to which he quickly licked it up. His hips thrusting forward harshly as he tasted it, the flavor exploding on his tongue and heightening his sense to focus on the precious liquid that flowed just below the skin. He knew it would be dangerous to feed on you while you two were in the middle of this, he could lose any control he had left if he did, and he wouldn't know what to do if he killed his mate. So instead he focused on the other liquid you were producing, the liquid that was currently coating his thighs as he thrusted into you. Your moans were echoing against the walls and in his brain as he allowed himself to slip away, focusing on the feeling of your body sucking him in, gripping him tight in your soaking heat, God you were so hot against him. He knew his temperature was running hotter than normal due to the rut but yours was like fire. He was also losing himself in your scent, not just the scent of your arousal, but the scent that was simply you, a scent that he would never admit, but one that he loved smelling around the cave or against his pillow when you would take a nap in his spare room. He lost himself in how soft your skin was under his hands, how you completely gave yourself to him, willingly submitted yourself to a beast like him even though you had been told it was dangerous. How you were crying out for him, begging him, praising him, God your praises.
"Yeah? Only I can make you feel this good?" He panted against your lips, eyes still closed as he continued to lose himself.
"Fuuuuck, only you David" you told him
"Only I know your body like this" he growled, picking up speed.
"Only you" you panted.
"You're mine" another growl
"Shit..Only yours"
"Completely mine" he grunted
"Fucking…Always"
"My mate" he groaned, and you allowed your eyes to open slightly, expecting to meet gold but instead noticed that his eyes were closed, eyebrows furrowed as his mouth opened slightly, hot breaths fanning your face.
"Say it" he panted, eyes not opening as he picked up his speed again, angling himself until he was hitting that spot inside you that made you see stars
"Your mate" you moaned, eyes closing again as your head fell back as far as his hand would let it, his grip leaving your jaw to grab the back of your head, forehead never leaving yours.
"My mate" he panted, breaking off into a groan.
"Fuck" he moaned against your lips, his control a hair's breath away from being gone, the faster your heartbeat raced, the less he had.
"Cum for me" he groaned, knowing he wasn't going to last much longer. The hand that had been holding yours quickly found your clit, rubbing circles that had to shooting towards your peak.
"Fuck! David!"
"That's it baby, let go" he surged forward, panting against your mouth as moans began to leave him, the sign that he was about to finish as well you realized. Your hands shot into his hair, pulling the locks until his face left yours and buried into your neck. It was something you knew you both wanted, something you had fantasized about, and something you know the rut would most likely want him to do.
"Make me yours" you panted, officially snapping the thin string of self control he had. Instantly his fangs sunk into your skin, drawing a high pitched moan from you as your legs locked around him, your body squeezing him as your second orgasm washed over you, and he was right behind. As soon as your blood entered his mouth he was gone, he knew you smelled like heaven, but you tasted like it as well, and that paired with your even stronger orgasm had him slamming forward, hips stuttering before stilling as he filled you, a deep growl leaving him and vibrating your chest as he pour himself into you, claiming you, marking you, just like his fangs did. He gave a few slow thrusts before he stilled and pulled his mouth away, his fangs leaving your skin as he licked up the blood that trailed out and sealed the wound, the only evidence being two small marks. You both stayed like that for a moment, his face still buried in your neck while your hand was tangled in his hair, the other running along the scratch marks on his back that you didn't even know you had made, he knew though, he quite enjoyed the tiny bit of pain.
"That was really dangerous" he spoke after a moment, drawing your attention to his gaze, now far less orange and far more gold, the red hue having disappeared.
"I think the danger started when I invited you in" you laughed, watching as a smile graced his lips.
"You were told not to, and here I thought you knew how to follow orders" he tisked, causing you to roll your eyes.
"Kinda hard to know which rules to follow when my master says the opposite of others" you smirked, earning a growl that vibrated your chest.
"Always my orders"
"That's what I thought" you smiled, leaning up to capture his lips in a kiss that he happily returned.
"You really like being called that" you joked, causing him to roll his eyes.
"Just means you know your role" he stated.
"Oh? So I'm nothing more than your pet?" You asked with a pout.
"You know you're not, you're my mate" he stated as if it were the simplest thing, which to him it may have been, but to you.
"What does that mean exactly?" You asked, watching as he just blinked at you.
"No like…is that what vampires call girlfriends or.." you trailed off when he started lightly running his finger over the bite marks he made.
"Why do you think I came here even though it was dangerous?" He asked.
"Honestly, I'm not actually sure" you told him truthfully.
"I actually figured you would just go pick up some random at the boardwalk" added while staring at the skin of his arm that you were currently drawing patterns on with your finger. You tried to hide the sad tone but you knew he could easily pick up on it, knew because he was soon turning your face towards him again.
"This doesn't work that way." He started, brushing your hair out of your face.
"None of us have ever been through this before, I'm the first. We just know about it from Max telling us" he explained.
"This rut, it's triggered by us finding our mate. In human terms I guess the closest thing would be a soulmate"
"So I'm…Your soulmate?" You asked, your smile growing.
"Far more than a pet now huh?" He smirked, leaning down to kiss you again. Chuckling when you pulled him closer to deepen the kiss.
"Would this be the right time to tell you that I've kinda had a crush on you for a while?" You laughed, watching as his smirk grew.
"Oh I already knew"
"Wait what?!"
"You think very loudly Sweetheart"
"Wait…How long have you been reading my thoughts?! I told you not to!"
"Long enough" he stated, while lowering his mouth to your ear.
"Now, let's see if you can last for longer than eight seconds Darlin'" he purred, a deep southern drawl ringing in your ears and you knew you were fucked…in more ways than one.
Of course I had to throw in some tidbits about my headcanon that David was originally a gunslinger from Texas lol.
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Fluff Alphabet - David
warning : pure fluff, some darker themes, angst, it's getting sweet and fluffy under the cut.
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A = Affection (How do they worship you?)
°David has been worshipping you since he saw you and you came together. Maybe not always obviously with kisses and words. But his looks, his smile or a simple movement like putting his hand on your hip is enough to prove his faithfulness to you. And when this is not enough, he doesn't bother with lulling words or kisses.
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B = Best friends (What would they be like as best friends? How would the friendship start?)
°I think the friendship started before you even knew it. David and the others had been watching you at the amusement park almost every night for a while. Until David started his attempt with his silver tongue, his sympathetic look and his nice words, you trusted him relatively quickly. Before one thing led to another and you found yourself riding behind him on his motorbike through the night.
°As best friends you would do anything for each other. Whether it's doing things for David during the day or giving you immortality. Sometimes he doesn't always seem to be there but you both knew he had a deep connection to you...maybe those feelings can become something more.
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C = Cuddling (do they like to cuddle?, how do they cuddle?)
°David is not always necessarily the biggest cuddler. He has other ways of showing you his affection. But when you do cuddle, it's usually just the two of you. Either when the other three are hunting then in the den on lots of pillows and blankets. Or something the blonde likes most of all sitting outside on the cave looking at the stars. When he puts an arm around you and pulls you closer. Listening to your quiet heartbeat. Or just sitting in his lap and talking about trivial subjects. The main thing is that he has you with him. For him.
°,,So beautiful is eternity"
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D = Domestic (how would they settle down? How are they cooking and cleaning?)
°The problem will be being a vampire. Santa Clara may not be his forever home but as long as he and his brothers have enough victims they will stay. However, I think he will try to convince you to stay... if that doesn't work, who knows, hypnosis is always an option. Or a long, long motorbike ride to the next area the vampires might settle.
°As for cleaning and cooking, it's more of a no. Since he only needs blood, he doesn't really cook. I think he can make simple things like noodles or scrambled eggs but don't expect five star meals. And clean well the cave or the nest has its own charm but you wouldn't call it tidy. So no tidy I think he would call it "own creativity".
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E = Ending (how would they break up with your partner if they had to?)
°If he had to break up with you because he is afraid that the vampire hunter kids/teens could become a danger I think there would be two ways. The gentle one where he gives you one last kiss, keeps himself under control and his revenge and anger doesn't get the better of him. He would just hypnotise you and send you away and make you forget everything.
°,,I-I...will never forget you my love"
Or the dark brutal way when maybe one of his brothers has already died. You hurt or he hurt. He would tell you everything and take you in. So you would give him your life.
° ,,Now we are together forever!".
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F = Fiance(e) (how do you feel about consent? How soon would you want to get married?
°David doesn't have to get married to feel connected to you. From the moment he saw you, he knew you belonged together and that's how it happened. However, he would totally support his partner and hold a big wedding in the whole cave if she wanted to get married.
°,,Forever and ever".
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G = Gentle (how gentle are they mentally and physically?)
°David is gentle emotionally and then again he is not. Sometimes you watch him with the others as he takes a drag on his cigarette and stares at nothing for minutes. The three vampires always said that he would think about you and how much you actually mean to him, even if he doesn't always show it.
°,,Mhh...sorry my dear, what did you say?".
°Physically, as I said when you were cuddling, he usually only shows this when you are alone. It is something almost private for him, something for the two of you. The certain distance to his brothers. But if you want to cuddle believe me he will cuddle you to death if you want to put it that way.
°,,All right, one last good night hug if it makes you happy".
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H = Hugs (do you like hugs? How are their hugs?)
°Hugs yes and no. A hug from behind when you're holding on to him while riding a motorbike very much. In front of everyone else, nothing. It's not that he doesn't love you, it's just something he doesn't need everyone to see. Again, more of a private thing for him.
°But when you hug it's either a short one when you don't have much time left and get tired while you sleep at night. Since you know he'll be with you that night. Or a long intimate gentle hug when you say goodbye to him before he hangs out with his brothers.
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I = I love you (how soon would they say it?)
°He would actually say it on the first date. He would rather cleverly incorporate it into his charming words. But believe me, once he says it, he will whisper, whisper and say it more times than you can count. He likes to do this when he has pulled you in and wants to make some stranger jealous.
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J = Jealousy (how quickly are they jealous? What do they do when they are jealous?)
°David is jealous very, very quickly (even if Marko still has the highest level). One wrong look, one step too many, one word too offensive from a guy to you and he's standing next to you faster than the stranger can notice. One hand on your hip, the other on your cheek before he pulls you into a deep kiss. The grin on his lips is unmistakable before the boy moves away from both of you.
°,,You are my little bat".
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K = Kisses (how are their kisses? where do they love to kiss you?)
°Your first kiss with David was surprisingly gentle but quickly turned serious as he became more aware of your excited heartbeat. It was beguiling. But after that, his kisses seem to get more and more eager. Especially when you're in a relationship, a deep rough kiss for you and a little snack for him in between.
°His favourite thing is to kiss you on your lips, he loves to taste you and feel your warmth. Otherwise like each of the four your neck. The perfect place to bite and kiss two in one what more would he want.
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L = Little ones (how are they with kids?)
°David is good with kids when he wants to be. I think he might find them quite annoying from time to time especially if they are younger children. But when they are more independent he would play with them from time to time and take them on a flight.
°,,Who wants to be a bat?"
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M = Morning (How do you spend your mornings?)
°You don't always spend your mornings together. If you have decided to sleep with the boys and have managed to sleep during the day, you will find him with you the second he wakes up. He would put the blanket lightly over you, look at you and thank you for waiting for him. Before he stays with you, you have fallen asleep.
°,,I'll stay with you"
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N = Night (how are nights spent with them?)
°When you are awake at night which is going well (you have adjusted your day-night rhythm to him) you are either with all the boys. You talk, laugh, play and fly together. If you're not in the cave, you're pretty much always on his motorbike on the way to the amusement park where you spend the whole night.
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O = Open (how fast would they open)
°I don't think David would take as long as Dwayne. But he would take his time. Mostly because he doesn't want to overpromote you or upset you. He knows he's done things that a normal person would probably never forgive him for. But also the deeper and the longer you are together and on your reassuring words he would gradually tell you everything.
°,,You wanted to ask me something...go ahead and ask".
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P = Patience (how quickly are they annoyed?)
°It takes a lot to make David really angry. When you argue, he tries to resolve it calmly and would get frustrated if you didn't find a solution. The thing that would really upset him, however, would be if you put yourself in danger with him in any situation. It is fear that turns into anger at your actions. He knows he cannot protect you during the day, which is why he always rests with thoughts of you during the day. But no matter how angry he gets, in the end he forgives you because all he really cares about is you.
°,,Mad? Mad? I'm not mad - I fucking worried!".
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Q = Quizzes (how much would they know or remember about you?)
°David won't ask you directly about your personal stuff. Maybe once in a quiet moment or flirt. He's more likely to sit in the cave with a cigarette smoking quietly between his lips while he listens to the conversations you have with the others.
°But believe me, if someone were to ask him, he could name just about anything.
°,,I know everything there is to know about you, my dear"
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R = Remember (what is your favourite moment in your relationship?)
°A moment he would always remember it was actually a normal date. One night for you and him while the others were out hunting. You drove through Santa Clara and rode the Ferris wheel. You were actually on your way home when he suddenly stopped and lifted you off the bike. You were about to ask him what he was doing before he took off and flew up into the sky with you. This is beautiful" he heard you say as you flew up through the clouds. You pulled the cloak he had given you more tightly around you. Before you arrived through the clouds in the clear sky. It was a blood moon and in the glow of the red moon he pulled you into a deep kiss. As you held onto him and your heartbeat could be heard. Before he came closer to your neck and sucked your blood. Your sigh, your touch. For David it was the most beautiful thing he had ever experienced.
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S = Safety (how protective are they? How would they protect you?)
°David is not too protective at first. I mean he's a fucking vampire and his brothers wouldn't even let anything happen to you. They might keep their eyes open a little bit if you were at the fair, but not much else really.
°But if, for example, one of his brothers has already died or you have been hurt, he will become obsessed with avenging you and keeping you safe. If you don't stay at home on your own, he simply hypnotises you. Or in the worst case he locks you in the most secluded place in the cave just so he knows where you were. Only in the worst case he would let you forget everything and send you away. But before that happens he would rather suck you out or turn you before he loses you forever.
°,,You stay with me...everything will be alright, I promise".
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T = Try (how much would they invest in dates anniversaries, gifts etc?)
°I think David would not necessarily care much about gifts or big preparations. Because the biggest and most dangerous gift you gave him was your love. Whereas his greatest gift to you would be immortality.
°If he were to give you something for an anniversary, I think it would be jewellery. Something that you always carry with you so that he can see it when you are with him.
°,,Your beauty transcends eternity".
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U = Ugly (what would be a bad habit of theirs?)
°Besides the obvious people-killing and moral stuff, it would be his lust for revenge and control. I do think that if pressed enough over a short period of time, he could quickly become very vengeful and even vindictive. But this is only a result of him feeling helpless and powerless. Because if there's one thing he hates, it's not having control. He won't yell at you right away, but if you don't do what he wants you to do when the situation is extremely bad, I imagine he will raise his voice.
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V = Vanity (how much do they care about their appearance?)
°To cut to the chase, the four (beautiful) little rats that came out of the darkest bin. No seriously, underneath all the dark clothes and bleached hair, David does care about his appearance. I mean how else would they attract so many pairs of eyes. He knows he is attractive to the world around him so why not be more provocative and attractive.
°But he couldn't care less what you wear. You always look good to him. Whether in a little summer dress or in a rubbish bag. To him you're the prettiest thing you've ever seen.
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W = Whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)
°Yes, as much as he loves his brothers, the thought of you dying from just about anything, including old age. He wouldn't "survive" spending eternity without you. It would be like a part of him would be missing, some of his strength would be missing and he would feel powerless.
°,,Please...stay with me for eternity".
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X = Xtra (a random headcanon for you)
°David smokes all the time I mean he can't die of cancer so why not? I think he's keeping you away from cigarettes until you're a vampire, though. He would hardly smoke next to you and only smoke when you are sleeping or not even with the boys. But if his brothers asked him about it he would never admit it.
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Y = Yuck (what is something he would not like about his partner?)
°There is very little he wouldn't like about you if it were at all possible. But what would annoy him would be if you asked him about his past all the time when he wasn't in the mood. Or you would ask him all the time in front of the others. Then I think he would close himself off from you and become calmer. The others would talk to you and explain what was going on if you hadn't figured it out for yourself.
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Z = Zzz (what is a sleeping habit of theirs?)
°When he's not hanging upside down on the ceiling with the others, I think he would hold you somehow if you agreed. Believe me, even in sleep he would hold you tight. If he is not hanging upside down from the ceiling, he prefers to sleep when you are leaning against him, lying in his arms or when he can lay his head on your lap. Believe me, he falls asleep faster than he would admit.
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Worthy
David x G/N reader blurb
Warnings: reader has self doubt and self worth issues, hurt/comfort.
This is a little blurb that I randomly had in my drafts so enjoy!
(Context: reader didnt tell david that they felt like they were being watched which led to them getting hurt and they tried to hide it from the boys)
“You aren’t a burden -“
“Stay out of my head David. You promised.”
“That only applies when you follow the rules. Like not keeping things from me, or by lying. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong, and if you refuse to tell me, then I’ll be forced to do what’s necessary to take care of you.”
“But -“
“No buts. Now, I need you to understand that your safety is my top priority. And when anything makes you feel off, you need to tell me. If you can’t get to me immediately, tell one of the boys. Understood?”
“But what if it’s nothing, you already do so much for me, I don’t want to waste your time and-“
“Enough.” You open your mouth to speak but are cut off by David’s sharp tone, “beloved, you are my mate, my other half. What would I do if something happened to you? How do you think the boys would take it, if we lost you?” You stayed silent and moved your gaze to the floor as you took in what David was saying. “Beloved, we just want you safe… I need you safe.” Cold hands cup your chin and bring your gaze to his own, “I love you, you are not a burden, and you are worth protecting.” Tears well in your eyes as David slowly starts the process of mending your neglected heart. “Look at me baby, You are worthy and deserving of love.”
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I did try and make this into a drabble but didn’t like it so tiny little blurb it stays lol
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Party Crashers (David x GN!Reader)
Warnings: mentions of alcohol, weed/drugs, party shenanigans, cursing, short fic, just getting back into writing tbh
Word Count: 600~ words
"You enjoying the party?" You asked the guy with the bleached mullet.
You'd seen him and his friends when they walked in through the back, cutting through the crowd and spreading off in their own directions. But, your eyes had stayed on him.
Maybe it was the long black coat or the ocean blue eyes. His handsome face or the smooth voice you'd heard inbetween your own conversations. Maybe it was the fact that you were sure he'd walked out of the kitchen with a bottle you were positive you'd locked away.
Handsome or not, you knew he was trouble. His whole lot of friends probably were too.
Still, it didn't take long for you to notice that he was almost always available to your view, and that you seemed to be catching his eye too. When he sent you a lopsided smile, you had decided what you were going to do.
"Yeah, it's great." He said, with only a tad of sarcasm on his tongue. You watched him take a swig, your lip quirking with mild amusement. His back was against the wall, giving you a view of his side profile. He was all sharp jaw and stubble, even with his softer cheeks. Drinking from the bottle only let you watch his jaw move, and catch a glance of a silver bracelet under his gloves.
Yep. You were sure that bottle was yours.
You glanced away for a moment, your eyes flicking to his friends. If he was a thief, then you could only imagine what his friends were.
One of them, the brunette, even had his feet up on your coffee table as he smoked inside. You weren't going to bother to tell him to put it out, again. The blondes seemed to bounce around, doing everything between smoking, drinking, and whatever caught their interest. You just hoped a fight wasn't on the menu.
"You know anyone here? The people throwing it, I mean." You asked him, half-feigning interest. You doubted it, but you needed to know if any of your roommates had decided they were a good idea to invite.
"Nah," He confirmed, almost looking proud of himself as he did. "We're crashing." He admitted, and he definitely did look proud of himself then. You arched a brow, before you smiled to yourself. You glanced away, reaching to scratch your nose to hide your amusement.
"Could've guessed." You said, a smile that you couldn't hide on your face as you did. It was his turn to arch a brow. His face turned towards you, his smile fading. Ooh, he's sensitive. You thought. "It's my party." You finally admitted, and you watched how he moved his jaw. Now, it was his turn to look away and hide his smile.
"You caught me," He said, turning his body towards you. He moved to leaning his shoulder against the wall, his face now barely a few inches from yours. "And here I thought you were coming over to flirt with me." He said, his voice like velvet. You smiled, and took the bottle from his hands.
"Mostly to get my wine back, but," You took your own sip from the bottle. "That too." You said, hoping the wine would make your voice as smooth as his. From the way he smiled at you, you thought it worked.
"David." He said, holding out a gloved hand. You wrapped your fingers around the soft leather, and gave him your own.
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A stake and a hard place
Pairing: David (Lost Boys) x Female!Reader
Warnings: Kind of smutty, language
Word count: 1353
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The nights at the Boardwalk were always full of life, a paradox considering death was just walking amongst the great masses of people: dressed in leather, alongside their motorbikes, 4 men left death trails wherever they went.
Marco, Paul, Dwayne, and the worst, David.
You had fought them since you eighteen, as your dad had instructed you to do after you moved to Santa Carla when you were little. That's one of the perks of living with an occultist, he could sense the forces of evil and death from a mile away, although the big graffiti of "Murder Capital of the World" could also have played a substantial part in his deduction.
Four years playing a cat and mouse game, though you weren't sure who you were anymore: too many near-deaths, too many lives lost already to those vampires ...And yet you always rose up once again, ready to look at death in the eye with your trusty stake at hand.
Tonight was no different: you moved through the crowd swiftly, thankful that black and leather had become a fashion trend so you could blend with the punks, rockers and leather-lovers out in the Boardwalk. It didn't take long for them to show up, surely ready to have a snack from a poor soul who was to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
You watched the unsuspecting victims pile up on the beach, grouping with their friends, trying to find somewhere to get drunk or just be moronic as per usual ‘Back again sweetie?’ David's voice rumbled in your head, making you turn around as a chill ran down your spine. With David it was difficult: vampires were loathsome creatures, night entities who fed on the blood of victims, yet he was alluring. You couldn't deny that he always flirted with you at any given chance, you were young and your hormones were always at peak, a bad combination you must admit to yourself.
But self-control always prevailed...Most of the times: he had pinned you down on the sand or on a wall during a fight, his lips hovering mere inches over your neck, leaving you with a rush of adrenaline before he disappeared into the night with his peers.
As you walked the Boardwalk, you heard cat-calls and even some people talking about if you were from the bikers' gang, which made you chuckle “If only they knew...” 'What? How much you crave me, doll? Both of us know it' Stomping your feet, you tried to get the words ‘Fuck off’ across his brain, before looking where they had been when they'd arrived. They were nowhere to be found, which only pissed you off even more: let the games begin.
Closing your eyes, you tried to feel something, anything that could take you to them. But as auras were not your forte, a blood-curling scream would have to suffice, which put you on track towards under the Boardwalk. As you arrived there, you could only gasp as you saw the remnants of a boy carelessly scattered along the sand. As you followed in the footsteps, you started to ran across the coast, not caring who saw you with blood tainted boots or a stake at hand “Everyone, MOVE!” Parting your way, you heard the familiar roar of the motorbikes before it was too late.
As you reached another creek, you found David, lounging next to some cadavers.
It was only you and him, as per usual "Come on, doll" You grunted, panting from the chase "Oh sorry, I didn't know I suddenly had superhuman speed and strength" You replied sarcastically to him, gripping the stake tighter “Now, before, you know, “kill me”” He said, quoting it with his fingers for emphasys “Admit it. Something about me turns you on” Now it was your turn to laugh “Never, in a million years, would I be tempted by someone no, SOMETHING, like you! You shouted.
He came too close for comfort, lighting a cigarette and puffing the smoke right towards you, but you felt that he wanted to toy with you a little bit. Pulling yourself back, you grabbed the lapels of his coat and smashed your head into his “Shit!” You clutched your forehead “And what was this stunt you tried to pull right now?” You could tell he was holding his laughter “Come now doll, let’s dance” He said, crooking his finger "Stop calling me that!'
With that, the never ending game of cat and mousd begun: he always ran effortlesly, you could even swear he glided over the sand just as a surfnazi hovered over the waves. You tried to keep up with him, but you were no match from him. Turning left, you were back in the middle of the boardwalk "Shit" So many people were still lounging in the attractions, and saw many black coats that belong to others, which made your head spin.
As you panted for relief, you walked backwards to the edge of the wooden structure "Where the heck are you?" You whispered 'Behind you' Was all it took for you to scream as two hands roped around your torso, pulling you down with them.
You landed on the sand with a huff, quickly composing yourself as you checked where you were: it was under the bridge, a place people mostly went to relax or just make out. And you were there for neither of those.
David appeared in front of you, making you yelp, and pushed you onto one of the wooden columns.
"Gotcha" He purred, as his hand rested beside your head "Just as I've gotcha" His expression changed from cockiness to surprise, as the stake poked at his jacket, ready to end his life at any given second "I guess you do, but will you be able to do it kitten?" That was the last straw, he played with death as if he was a god himself, so you readied yourself to strike the final blow.
But you couldn't do it, you were at a loss of words. You could feel the disappointment in your heart, why couldn't you?
"No witty catchphrase? That's new" He chuckled darkly, gripping the stake from your hand and throwing it aside, rendering you powerless. His hand, which had been next to your hips, grabbed them roughly, “I...” You could only stammer as his face approached you “You thought you were a hero...Someone who could really end us? End me?” He chuckled darkly “You are weak, powerless...Another meal for us to feast on” His fangs hovered over your neck as you closed your eyes and whimpered “Look at you...So scared, I can feel your pulse without even touching you” “Get this over with” You managed to choke out “And let you off so easily? Forgive me for declining your offer. In fact, I enjoy seeing you so submissive”
You felt as if the anticipation would kill you faster than any bullet. But even there, with him so close to you, a little part of you wanted him to just “What do you want me to do, mmmh?” You bared your teeth at him, eliciting a tsk sound from him “You know” He started “I would love for us to stay this way. You know we could be a power couple, right?” “Fuck you” “That’s what you would like doll. But” He started to kiss along your neck vein, making you shudder “For” kiss “Now” kiss “This" kiss "will have to suffice” His tongue traced the trail, earning a moan from you “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to hear that sound from you?”
Before you could protest, he distanced himself from you and started to walk away “Don’t forget my words doll: you're my next meal" You stammered backwards "Fine, if that means I can stop you before you kill anybody else" You started to leave, trying to put up a bravado facade "Can't wait to taste you!" He shouted into the night.
'And your blood'
With that, you let out a squeak and disappeared into the night, his chuckle etched in your brain.
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THE LOST BOYS DAVID X READER
(GENDER AND RACE NOT SPECIFIED OR MENTIONED)
A/N: ngl I like how it turned out
WARNING(S): cussing, misunderstandings/miscommunication.
David was in the alley, lighting a smoke as he watched the people walk by without noticing his presence that was tucked away in the dark. He’d expecting to see you come by any second now, if you even were there that is.
The platinum hadn’t seen you in a week. Ever since you found out what they were, you kept to yourself. And he wasn’t about to go looking for you, despite his current whereabouts, when you had made it clear about wanting time.
That, it might’ve also been because in the time you guys had been apart, David thought you would’ve come to him.
You guys had become quite close ever since you met. It had never been like that until recently.
Sure, you were friends before but it felt a little more than that at this point. It began with the touches, and heavy comments—his silver tongue never ceasing to make you squirm especially underneath that stare.
And then there were nights where it wasn’t so clear. Where it went back to the usual, teasing and giving banter that was sent the other way.
Dwayne had told you that David had a thing for you which earned a snort in return.
Though you figured the boy wasn’t lying, seeing as the more time you spent with them, the more you got to see and know the blonde.
When it came to David liking somebody or overall just his feelings, he never could express them like one should. He’d often instead, found himself seeking their attention—using it to push that person to the limit until they had to notice him. Had to look at him. Had to confront him. Sure enough—that’s exactly what he got.
Now, here you guys were—not even on speaking terms.
It wasn’t how it was supposed to be but either way it happened.
Honestly, the leader was just hurt. Hurt that you couldn’t accept him for who he was, what he was, especially after the length of time you had known them.
Stubbing out the smoke, he treaded out of the alley, heading to his bike as he figured he wasn’t going to be seeing you. Though his thoughts were soon put to a stop when he heard a distinct voice.
“Hey, Bela Lugosi!”
The name had him stop, his brows creasing as he turned to who it belonged to.
You.
“Excuse me?” He questioned, cocking his head to the side
“What, never heard of him? You know, the guy who was Dracula? The 1931 film?—Really, nothin?” You queried
He only gave you an empty look, not at all amused apparently.
“I know who you’re referring to, Y/N.”
“Well, you didn’t fuckin answer so I just thought—you know what, forget I said it.”
“So, just like that?” He questioned, his tone piercing with each word
“What?”
“You think you can come back and go on as if nothing happened? Not like you spent the last week avoiding us, avoiding me.” He spoke sternly
“Oh cut it, would you.” You grit.
He didn’t seem too pleased with your response. Stepping close to where you could smell the smoke that lingered, and a hint of something else that was just—well David.
“Would you like to say that again, darling?” He pressed, his eyes burning into you
You only stared back with much more intensity. Not in the state to be bothered like you usually were.
“You think I was avoiding you?” You scoffed at the assumption, diverting your eyes for a second before looking back to the boy, pointing your finger and making sure to jab it against his chest.
“I wasn’t avoiding you, David. I was—I was upset. I needed time to think, but it wasn’t because of what I saw. It was because you lied to me!”
“All those months of knowing the other and you had yet to tell me the truth! I thought you knew me well enough to know I’m not like that. I wouldn’t do that to you. Or the boys.” Your voice wavered as you went on, tears threatening to show.
“I don’t care for what you are. I just care ‘bout you. That’s all.” You wiped your eyes, refusing to let him see your vulnerability.
David stood there looking at you, the silence becoming too deafening. Bringing his gloved clad hand to hold the side of your face, rubbing his thumb ‘cross the skin of your cheek. Your eyes closed at the gesture, as you released a sigh.
He leaned in, touching his forehead to yours. Savoring that you were there, in his arms.
“Never again. Alright?” He hushly voiced
You knew what he meant. What he was referring to. It was his way of saying sorry without uttering the words, knowing he couldn’t really bring himself to do so, though you appreciated it nonetheless. It was David. Sure, some night further on he’ll do it but for now, you just let it be.
You both pulled back, still in the other’s arms. David extended his arm, telling you to take it—and you did. Leaning onto him as he led you to his bike.
“Where to, Lugosi?”
David only rolled his eyes. Though he couldn’t really stop the grin from crossing his features, not really bringing himself to tell you something.
It’ll drop….eventually.
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The Lost Boys (1987) x Fem! Reader - Blood Bag
AN: Hello! This is my first time writing for The Lost Boys, so I hope you all enjoy! Thank you @floral-and-fine for the support and the help working out some of the details on this ❣️
Word Count- 1383
Fandom- The Lost Boys 1987
Pairings- Poly! Lost Boys x Female! Reader
Title- Blood Bag
It wasn’t often that you saw your boys fight, where their playful banter turned serious and fangs elongated and eyes turned that golden yellow that sent chills up your spine.
“You got to feed from her yesterday, man,” Paul growled from next to you, hand on your thigh as he argued with Marko, “I’m thirsty too.”
“We’re all thirsty, Paul,” David scowled from his wheelchair, hands gripping the armrests to physically restrain himself. “It’s not your turn.”
“(Y/n) isn’t an object,” Dwayne chimed in, despite being on edge and tensed he was the only one who was thinking rationally as he took in the smell of fear from you.
The more tense they got, the more on edge you got. Like a bunny cornered by a wolf, ready to dart out the next opening it could find.
“I never said she was,” Paul’s grip on your thigh tightened, making you wince.
What made these fights the worst was that they always centered around you. You wished that they would be able to push their hungers aside and talk rationally, however, as a human you thought best to not butt in to their arguments. Until now, as Paul’s grip became bordering painful as his elongated nails dug into the meat of your thigh.
Gripping his hand in your own, you paid Marko’s new argument no mind as you carefully pried Paul’s hand off of you, frowning at the indents in your skin.
“You boys do know I’m not the only human in Santa Carla, right?” You broke their argument, even though saying the words themselves made an anxious pit form in your gut.
You just wanted them to stop fighting, to satisfy their hunger and come back to you as the playful, soft- not that David would ever admit it-, kind people that they usually were around you.
They were hungry, needing blood to fill their appetite and some nights even draining an adult person wasn’t enough for their bellies. Sharing itty bitty ounces of your blood between them wasn’t going to cut it. Not in the long-term, anyway.
“Why don’t you just go drink from someone else? Or multiples,” You anxiously began to fiddle with Paul’s fingers as the cave grew eerily quiet.
You thought the fight had now been done and over, as they all stared at you wide-eyed. You interpreted it as a look of astonishment, a ‘how could we not have seen this before’ until Marko spoke up.
“(Y/n)...” He breathed out, almost like a whimper.
“Why would you suggest that?” David asked, his own expression going neutral again but as his eyes shifted from yellow back to the lovely icy blue tone you adore, you could see the sadness behind his gaze.
You shrugged, keeping your gaze down at your hand holding onto Paul’s, “I can’t meet your needs, not even close,” It hurt to say it, your heart stinging as you admitted out loud that you can’t provide for them in an equal manner in which they provide for you. They took you in when you had no one, provided you a safe haven of warmth and security.
“I know I can’t, and it would be easier for you all to find a donor or even to just find someone to drain like how you did before,” You kept your head low, avoiding their stares.
“Besides, like you’ve said before David, I’m just a blood-bag right?” You felt the back of your eyes sting, “You can just replace me, or add in someone else to this equation.”
David stood from the wheelchair, the definitive sound of his leather trench coat signaling that he was approaching you before his boots spilled into your line of sight.
“Look at me, little one,” He softly ordered, and of course no matter how upset you were, you followed it. Looking up to him, you bit the inside of your cheek as you tried to look nonchalant.
“I thought we made this clear, you are the only one we will feed from.”
Feeding.
That word again.
A blood source from them, an easy way for them to fill their bellies before running whatever errands Max had for them.
Each time that word spilled from their lips, you wanted to yell out that you weren’t just food. You thought that there was something more between you all, the soft looks and gentle caresses.
Dwayne’s gentle hold on your body as he asked permission before piercing your flesh, Marko’s thumb rubbing on your exposed flesh before his nose ran along the vein, David’s hand cupping your cheek while he asked if you felt alright after, Paul pulling you against his chest so you can nap off the fatigue- acts oh so intimate.
But maybe…Maybe you were naive. Looking too far into those small acts.
“Yeah,” You looked from his gaze towards the fountain, frowning as the word ‘feed’ and all of its variations played in your head. “You like my blood, you’ve said it before.”
Marko approached now, sitting on the other side of you.
“No, (Y/n),” Marko made you look at him as his fingers tilted your chin towards him. “Not just because your blood is delicious, because you are you.” His words made your brow furrow
“The only girl we’d ever want,” Dwayne chimed in, still giving you space but the fond look in his eyes made heat rise to your cheeks.
“I don’t understand, I don’t get what this means,” You looked between all four of them, your brow still furrowed and your lips pulled into a pout.
Paul laughed, not mocking or harsh as he interlaced his hand with yours. “Boys, we haven’t been clear enough, she needs us to spell it out.”
“Spell what out–”
“You’re our mate,” David spoke, and when you looked to face him you expected a smirk on his face, his signature cockiness and arrogance on display as the leader of the group- but no, his expression was soft.
“I’m your what–”
“Our mate,” Dwayne piped up, now approaching. “Not our buffet, not our blood bag,” Dwayne’s eyes cut over to David who turned his face away with a huff. “The one we cherish with our heart and seek out above all else.”
“Your mate…” The words felt foreign on your lips, but they made your belly feel warm and full as Marko made a sound of agreement from beside you.
“We will work out the feeding issue,” David made a pointed look to Paul and before he could say another word, Marko beat him to the punch.
“But please don’t ever question your standing with us, and why we want you around.” Marko grabbed ahold of your unoccupied hand, lacing it with his own.
“Do you understand now, little one?”
“I think I do.”
“Good,” David leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to the crown of your head. “Now, we’ll be back,” David stood to his full height. Would their victims taste like garbage in comparison to your sweet crimson nectar? Absolutely. However, they needed to satiate their blood thirst, and you needed alone time to deal with this information.
“When will you be back?” You couldn’t help but ask, not used to being left behind.
“Soon, we’ll bring you back some (F/Food).”
And as they each gave you their own personal farewell, you couldn’t help but fidget in place.
“We’ll be back before you know it,” Dwayne said, lifting up your hand to kiss at your knuckles.
“You promise?” Fear still lingering that this whole conversation was somehow one grand prank and they’d come back with another woman, declaring her as your replacement then laughing at you for believing them.
Dwayne paused, looking into your eyes. “I promise, we will always come back to you.”
A soft smile blossomed on your face as he swore they would return, the sincerity in his eyes melting your concerns as you nodded and reached out to grab one of Paul’s cuddle blankets.
“Don’t make me wait too long,” Your words had an underlying meaning as you snuggled into the surprisingly clean material, eager to discuss more about this mate situation when they came back.
“We wouldn’t dream of it, sweet cheeks.” Paul winked at you before Dwayne pushed him up the stairs.
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Lost Boys incorrect quotes:
David: I could kill you if I wanted
Y/N: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.
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Welcome to the Blood Drop ~ David ~ Part.5
warning : minors don't interact/read, smut, hunte/prey, fire play, cigarette burns, sub David/dom reader (as best as it goes), blood drinking, some blood play, mommy issues, praise kink, use of a gun
sub!David x dom!fem reader
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Part.1(Prolog), Part.2(Paul), Part.3(Dwayne), Part.4(Marko)
Info : So it's finally done after months of having it in my wip it's finsihed, I must say I'm not so pleased about it because it was difficult to get back in but I hope you guys like it. As always have fun reading it :)
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It was true that the night still had a few hours before the sun would slowly rise over Santa Carla. The vampires and night creatures would go to sleep and the leader of the clan would also go to rest. But her day began earlier than others again she had such an irregular sleep rhythm that day and after blurred.
But this was just right for her, if she had not come along that evening, she would not have met these four more than just interesting and handsome vampires. But now she was facing him again and saw how the nicotine had lost its effect, the Bloody Marys could not calm the vampire either.
Something the other three also said and for a moment they seemed to consider grabbing their leader and dragging him out of the establishment.
But a glance at the human woman made them pause. They knew she could not be underestimated. Her clan was still four times the size of David's. But the lust and thirst of a vampire was something they all should not underestimate.
The blond seemed to be even more sure of his intentions, no matter the consequences. ,,It's my turn," he said, his voice dripping with impatience as he took another step toward her. She watched every little gesture on him as his eyes almost seemed to change for a moment.
He seemed almost unable to suppress his hunger. Licked his lips as his eyes went to her neck and seemed to see the blood underneath. The heart seemed to call for him.
She was his irresistible prey since he had seen her on the street. Since the prey had played with him. It had become a game between the two. A game David played with pleasure when it meant he could ram his fang into her flesh.
While she was just waiting to see the surprise on his face when she herself would strike. ,,Don't be so hard on my lady" said Paul who almost looked like he was going to get between the two of them.
My sweet little savior she thought with a smile and gave him a grateful look. ,,It was your offer and you'll carry it through to the end, won't you doll?" she asked with a grin that for a moment gave him back his charm. It made him so pretty and handsome again.
They would both have fun, she was sure of it, David just had to play along. ,,I'm not worried, shall we?" she replied and pointed to the door before they started to move. He immediately wrapped his hand around her side and didn't seem to let go.
He made his ownership clear, at least for this evening. But just before they were out the door, Dwayne put a hand on his leader's shoulder. The taller black-haired man looked at the blond with a warning in his gaze not to overdo it.
She saw how Dwayne was apparently not sure whether he should intervene or not. It seemed that no one could really estimate how the situation with the leader would develop. All but one.
Pressing closer to David and starting to move, she forced him to leave. Moving out of the room and into the different corridors of the brothel. ,,It seems your boys almost listen to me," she quipped, feeling him pull her closer in warning. His fingernails ran over her clothes and pressed warningly against her skin. She knew she had to be careful how she dealt with him.
One wrong word and she was sure he would lose his self-control. But she insisted, she wanted him to lose his temper, to hunt her down, to use her as his prey.
This feeling of anticipation, which she already had, filled her completely. But whether he also felt it or the short smirk on his lips was something else, she did not know.
At that moment she didn't care either, because she had grabbed him again and taken him through the corridors with her. ,,I never thought you would be so experimental for someone like you," he said as she continued to walk by his side. She knew that he was almost making fun of her.
He thought she was nothing more than a lustful prey who liked to have fun with monsters.
But even if there was something to this theory, it was all her actions and deeds that made her who she was. She did not have a cult of twenty vampires around her for nothing. She had to sacrifice a lot, but it was not in vain.
Paul, Dwayne and Marko protected her even though they had only known her for a few hours. She already had a certain power over the three of them, it would only take a while until she had David as well.
They would all give in eventually, she just had to push the right button. ,,There are many things you don't know Sir Jealousy...and yet here I am with you...and I didn't retreat" she murmured slowly knowing that he would understand everything.
She saw how his blue eyes narrowed almost invisibly when she called him sir. She already suspected that it would go with the blond in such a direction.
A monster and yet inside someone who was looking for love and affection in a mix of power and control because of his life. A description that suited him as she found and yet.
This search for power and control at the same time she didn't want to know how many had already died by his hand. Probably too many women as it was good. Her children had withdrawn the blood and the light and everything looked like new.
It was almost clear to her that he still smelled the blood, the dead and corpses. Her bloodbath and Marko seemed to cling to her and David seemed to hate that she didn't smell like him yet.
That she didn't belong to him yet, belonged only to him. But it didn't bother him that there was this bloodbath for him the fact seemed more important when they finally came into the room where they could give themselves to each other. or rather he finally had her for himself.
She was at his mercy and he could undermine her will. He wanted to end this resistance and insubordination, he could no longer stand it when she controlled everything under her just because she could.
It made no sense to the vampire why she had so much power without being powerful. ,,Retreat? Believe me you won't retreat and I certainly won't sweetie" he replied with a demanding look and stopped in the middle of the hallway.
It was only a few meters to the special room she wanted to take him to. Only a few meters until she had him where she wanted him.
Before she suddenly felt the wall at her back and the cold stone behind it almost painfully bored into her back. The smell of blood and smoke surrounded her as the blonde came closer.
His hands greedily drove over her body. I felt the cold spread to her body as he pushed his leg between hers. She only pressed further against the wall.
Giving her no escape. But before she could protest, she felt him force her into a deep kiss. His lips pressed on hers and he immediately bit. But no sound except a wince left her lip. She did not give him the satisfaction.
But it was exactly the satisfaction he wanted. And he hated that the control was not there. ,,Just give in, gorgeous," he murmured as he licked the blood from her lips. She gave him a warning look and told him not to push it too far.
Even though she knew her heartbeat was increasing, the heat on her cheeks was rising and her eyes showed a moment of lust. Her hand that was not on his torso reached into the small hidden pocket.
Grasped the handle of the object and almost dropped it when he again pushed her closer to the wall. He wanted more from her as he caught her scent and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
He seemed to get horny at her smell, to be attracted to her smell like a drug. Her beating heart called out to him and he wanted to drink her down to the last drop.
To bind her to him and turn her into one of them. She was to become his. She felt how he opened his mouth slightly, saw the pointed canines and knew that he would bite. That there was no stopping him.
But then as he bit she felt the taste of him going through her and a shot rang out before the blonde cried out and hurried away from her.
He held his side hissing painfully and the abnormal liquid ran from between his fingers. Her bullet made of wood had hit him in his side and brought him to the senses of pain.
But for the blond his look the ice blue eyes had a look of first fear and then confusion and finally anger. Taking advantage of the moment, she ran into the room, thundering the door shut behind her, drenching the room in darkness.
No light was turned on, none glowed, and only she seemed to exist in the room. Clasping the pistol in her hand tighter, her breath almost seemed to jump out of her chest, struggling to calm down, she knew it could all be a mistake now.
She knew that the shot was already dangerous if he wanted to kill her, but that was not what she wanted. ,,A strong boy like you...show Mama what you can do" she demanded and felt the breeze go through the room as he came closer. Moving through the darkness like a hunter, licking his lips and desiring her.
He finally wanted to grab her while she finally wanted him. She finally wanted to have him for herself, because even though she was the prey, the prey was also entitled to something from the hunter. His attention.
She felt how it became colder, his indignant rage increased. Before he struck, at the last moment she saw him coming out of the darkness towards her, his silhouette barely visible but still tangible. But he did not reach her before one of her protégés threw him back.
He disappeared again and gave David time to attack. ,,Don't hide, my little bird!" he demanded with lust and hunger, only more annoyed that he couldn't get to her and finally possess her. But it seemed no matter how many times he attacked the more often he was thrown back by her helpers. Until he was thrown back once by all of them.
He hit the ground again and instantly rebounded, only to pause in his movement. He smelled it, smelled the metal, the wood that could be deadly to him.
Smelled her confidence as she held the gun to her head. He caught himself as worry forced its way into his eyes and he became dependent on her.
Her good boy became. ,,Careful with the game," he warned, both to himself and to her, knowing that if she pulled the trigger, it was over. It was over and he and his brothers would die. But the certain kick that built up in him.
Her excitement and especially arousal seemed to make him almost go crazy as he bit his lips and realized that she had him right where she wanted him. ,,David, you can be good for me, can't you?" she asked, pulling back the trigger, playing with him from the beginning and even if he enjoyed the little back and forth between them it was still that he didn't want to lose her.
He knew that she would not give it forever but this game, this attention, this desire was something he carried inside him. ,,David, you can be good for me, can't you?" she asked, pulling back the cock of the gun.
She saw the challenge and fear reflected in his eyes before the shot rang out and the room fell silent. The sound of the shot faded and only her rapid heartbeat remained.
She had pulled the trigger, but David had come up behind her and yanked her wrist up so that the bullet had landed in the ceiling. They paused for a moment so she looked straight ahead and he at her.
His blue eyes did not leave her for fear that something might happen. Instead he slowly took his hand from hers and stroked it along her arm. He lowered his head and slowly walked around her, kissing her slowly, almost full of shame, along her arm.
Tried to take away her fear and excitement in his mind before he stood in front of her. She seemed to slowly release herself from her staare and let her hand wander upwards over his upper body.
Drove to his neck felt satisfied no pulse and the death cold. As he let his gaze lowered out of respect. She put her soft warm hand on his cheek and ordered him to look at her. He only slowly lifted his head before she wrapped him in a gentle kiss.
He slowly pressed her against him, taking her in his arms just to tease him, letting her fingers brush right over the bullet wound, which slightly rekindled the fire in him.
He gripped her tighter and yet he didn't seem to want to kill her. ,,You would have killed yourself...for me...why?" he asked slowly still almost too perplexed as if he didn't know how to deal with the situation. She gave him a knowing smile, her hand slid from his cheek to his shoulder and pushed him down lightly.
She felt him not wanting to give in before she buried her fingers in the wound again. His hiss gave her pleasure before he knelt down in front of her. The proudly overestimating David had brought him to this moment.
Looking up at her, his eyes heavy with lust and incomprehension, his leather gloves digging into his pants as she said, ,,To see you kneel before me David. My own gorgeous boy so good for me" before he came up to her, wrapped her in a kiss and pulled her to him in his shot. Kissing her again he caressed her and yet his claws dragged over her free skin.
The clothes tore and she gave her body so involuntarily free. ,,You're a monster just like us," he realized after she had not only walked over dead bodies but also shot him.
The thought that she would take her own life just to bind him to her made his curiosity and lust for her increase. She pulled back from the kiss and already felt his arousal on her leg.
She felt how the adrenaline that was still shooting through her body slowly lost its effect and finally wanted to have him. The vampire turned them both around and put them down on the hard floor.
He felt her goose bumps and enjoyed her life before reaching into his jacket pocket. Saw her eyes close in surprise as he lit his lighter and the flame lit the space between them.
Saw how she slowly seemed to understand what he wanted to do. He used his own way to make her come to him. ,,I know you can stand it for me" he murmured and reached for a cigarette in his coat pocket, towering over her again like a predator.
He wanted to have her at last, but his claws should be sunk into her first. He lit the drug that had no effect on his dead body and did not take his eyes off her.
She took the cigarette from his lips, took a puff of her own, and almost felt herself under his gaze. Enjoyed being so desired by him. A jealous boy she thought and almost smiled as he came closer to her again.
Sucked in her smell and smoke and took back the cigarette before almost gently reaching for her hand. He wanted to ruin her so much. He wanted to create a bloodbath, but unlike Marko, he wanted to be the one who lifted her up in it. He wanted to be the one she thanked.
She should look at him. Before he stubbed out the smoldering cigarette on her skin, he heard her stifled cry as she tried to grab her arm in the first moment. While she used her free hand to wrap her fingers around his aroused cock.
Giving him back the pain and the pleasure, she heard the sigh of the blonde who immediately rolled his hips against her hand in need. He wanted to get more of what he had been denied all night. ,,You need this power so badly, don't you?" she asked, taking her fingers from his sex for a moment.
She saw him coming closer to her again, wanting more of the touch. Only to press the cigarette to her skin again while she clutched his jaw. Forcing him to look at her she challenged him and slowly saw his nod.
He wanted to lower his gaze as much as he did when his creator was angry with him. ,,I would kill anything and anyone just to-" he began to confess to her, her burnt hand grabbing his hair and forcibly pulling him towards her, entangling him in another kiss.
Interrupting him, she felt his hands go to her breasts, massaging them, enjoying their warmth as they both let the kiss grow deeper and more intimate. While she felt him start to place himself in the right position. She was surprised when she felt his cold hands on her thighs.
The claws left red hot stripes and when he released himself from her kiss, he kissed his way along the stripes. And even though he wanted to burn her even more, it was his hunger that finally took over.
As he rammed his fangs into the soft flesh of her thighs. Her hands found their way into his slightly prickly hair and lovingly stroked his head like a mother.
But the pain was secondary, it only inspired her desire even more and to see him like this. So dependent on her was just everything. He bit more and more of her blood and his excitement only grew.
He held on to her more and more and she was sure that she would have never left the home of the four in any other way. She would have become one of them. Would have become their pretty little doll.
Her fingers still before lovingly stroking his head and a ,,So good for me" of himself gave. Before she only a moment later him hard away from her skin. Gave him a silent look saw how knew what she wanted before he gently bit her hand.
Apologetically made her understand that he would now take care of her. Not enough to make her bleed, but the feel of his black teeth on her skin was enticing.
Leaning back, feeling the coldness of the floor, he lightly pushed her bandages apart, repositioned himself and gave his sex a few more moves with his hand. ,,I'll take good care of you" she heard him murmur before he gently grabbed her leg and placed it on his shoulder she lay there completely for him and yet it was she who held everything in her hand.
Before he entered her she filled him and she knew he had done nothing wrong. Rising up for one, holding on to him and yet enjoying the feeling so much.
The first sounds of pleasure left her lips as David gently but firmly pushed her back to the ground. Kisses and small marks on her calf left which he kissed before he began to move.
A heartfelt sigh came over his bloody lips as the blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto her body beneath him. She saw how it turned him on to see her like this.
How she slammed her eyes shut the lust behind them that flared up again and again when she looked at him. His gaze searched her heartbeat became faster, her smell of sex the blood on her body which he licked up greedily only to move faster.
She was so good for him and she knew that all the four of them needed was a mother. A mistress, someone they could give themselves to.
So they did, they all did and especially David did to her words of ,,Be a good boy to me". Moving faster he filled her as well as he could, entangling her further in kisses and feeling her tighten around his cock every time he bit her again and took more and more of his blood.
The two of them in the darkness tried to take their bodies together and the blood spread more and more on her body. The thought that he could see her, everything she did and every little movement. Her attention only on him wanted and how good he was.
She felt him slowly approaching her climax, tightening around him, his thrusts becoming more irregular a few minutes later as they both searched for the last release of the night. His claws clung to her hips and her hands held on to his clothes.
She searched his lips one last time before he poured into her and she came around him the groans of the two were muffled by the kiss. But despite the darkness he saw her disintegrate under him her lust at the climax.
Their heavy breathing was the only human thing that seemed to be in the room. After a few moments David slowly withdrew from her, took her leg from his shoulder and kissed it one last time.
He knew that it was even more exhausting for her than for him. ,,Thank you... for everything" he murmured and she knew that any moment he would return to the role of the leader. The grin would be on his lips and he would disappear with his group.
She saw the flare of the cigarette he lit again before he put his gloves back on, which he must have taken off at some point in the darkness. Wincing, she felt him stroke the burn and heard a satisfied sound.
He loved the fire, she realized as she slowly and carefully rose, trying to ignore the pain on her body, she suddenly felt him help her up. ,,Such a good mama's boy" she quipped and heard his smirk as she regained her composure and the two stood in the near darkness.
The glow of the cigarette lay between them and the blond slowly made his way to the door out of an impulse of discomfort.
She followed him slowly and they found themselves in the bright hallway. After several blinks she caught herself again and felt how exhausting this night actually was.
The lust and the act had drained her and yet she was glad to have made this offer to the four. ,,I see you enjoyed your night again," she heard the voice of one of her followers and loved ones as her clan reappeared from the shadows and handed her a robe, which she gratefully accepted.
She pulled the soft fabric over her body and was grateful to her protégés for giving her support. ,,The night is already over," she heard Paul rebuke as he sipped a last Bloody Mary and shook his head demonstratively.
Marko, on the other hand, was still enjoying the hand and looked over her body with a broad grin. David, on the other hand, faced her, took her hand in his and gently kissed the back of her hand.
The charm returned and she saw Dwayne smile slightly, giving her a small smile. It seemed like there was a special bond between them now. A friendship and yet more.
She knew about the desires of the four and the four the other way around. ,,So I guess we will see each other at the latest when the moon rises again" she said and the smaller clan smiled knowing it was true. They would probably see each other again sooner than it was good for their blood.
But when she brought the four to the door, she couldn't help but give them all a big grateful smile. ,,When the moon rises doll you can be sure that we can make a new offer" David said with a wink and Paul waved her goodbye while Marko waved his hand and Dwayne gave her a silent nod before the four vampires disappeared into the ending night.
The door to the blood drop closed again and the etambismo prepared for another night while the great vampire clan retreated into the darkness of the great realm and their human leader ended the night with a relaxing bath.
Knowing that the four would dream more than just about her. Would stray into her store again. But for that she was already and the blood stopper would have something for all guests. The dead and the living.
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End of the Blood Drop series
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Is that you?
This is based on a dream I had last night, and I wanted to write something about it.
Summary: You’re out with your boyfriend and you see someone extremely familiar...
(It can be set in modern days or 80s, but David is aware of what he looks like)
David x Reader
It’s a typical night out on the boardwalk. You know, riding rides, eating a bunch of junk food, and scaring tourists. David stands by you while you sit on the railing. You mainly sit in silence, enjoying the night. However, something, or someone, catches your eye.
A man, clearly middle aged, is walking along the sand. That wasn’t what caught your attention. It was his face.
You look at him for a second and turn to look at David, who is eyeing some people who are causing a ruckus. He’s hunting. You giggle to yourself. But then you remember what you were doing.
You keep looking at the man and at David. Something is off. David soon notices you staring and asks, “What’s going on, beautiful?”
You think about if you should tell him and decide to tell him.
“Is that you?” You question him while pointing at the man. David follows your finger and squints. He suddenly looks confused.
“How the hell would that be me if I’m right here? Does he look that much like me?”
You shrug. “I guess this is a mystery that shall remain unsolved.”
David smirks, “There can be only one me, I’m getting kinda hungry.”
A/N- I wasn’t sure how to finish this so I just stopped it here. I also really hate how this turned out but eh I did something
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Ivy Act III
Author: SadGhostofGarbage
David x G/N reader and Michael x G/N reader
Warnings: MDNI! TOXIC relationships, DARK fic, swearing, cheating on a partner, torture, mental manipulation, pet names, David calls himself daddy but like he’s not wrong. Mentions of sex. Reader having insecurities.
This is where things kick up, read the warnings, this is a DARK chapter
Act III
SUMMER
“The kind of stuff that makes me a monster.”
Michael’s words have been all you could think about. What did they mean? Why would he think himself a monster? Surely Michael would never do something so awful that he could be considered a monster? The weight of his words hung on your neck like a brick. You so desperately wanted to help him, sitting idle and watching his pain made your stomach churn.
Tonight you were torn between being excited and worried. Excited because David invited you to the cave to hangout with him and the boys, worried because you can’t stop thinking about Michael, you wanted to prove to him that he was good and that he wasn’t what he proclaimed himself to be. Entering the cave was always tricky and this time was no different as you stumbled into the main cavern. The music was already playing and it seemed the boys were already up to shenanigans. David caught you as you stumbled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
“You ready for one hell of a night kitten?” He starts leading you over to the middle of the room. “I can’t wait for you to meet our good friend,” with his other arm he makes a sweeping gesture over to a figure who was currently preoccupied by politely listening to one of Paul’s rants. A figure that made you stiffen and your heart stop. “Michael, come over here and meet my beloved.” Turning at the sound of his name Michael’s eyes fill with shock and horror as his gaze meets yours. Michael had known you were in a relationship. That technically you were someone else's, but that didn’t stop either of you from exploring the feelings and sensations that you felt when together. Michael just hadn’t known you were in a relationship with David. “Look at that kitten you’ve got him speechless, how’s the saying go?” With a shit eating grin he pulls you onto his lap as he sits. “What’s the matter Michael, cat got your tongue?” Michael’s eyes lingered on you for too long it seemed, and did not go unnoticed. David’s gaze flicked between the two of you, “Although it seems like you two are already acquainted, Michael?” Snapped out of his shock and horror he shakes his head and replies,
“We bumped into each other the other day, I just didn’t know they were the one you were talking about. Just shocked it was a semi-familiar face.”
“Yeah, he helped me out when I almost fell.” You say, it was technically the truth, just not the whole truth.
“It’s good that you two get along then.” David leans forward putting his lip onto your temple, his eyes never leaving Michael’s. Since you were facing Michael you couldn’t see the smirk on David’s lips as he kissed you either. “Since you two will be spending a long time together.”
You couldn’t help but squirm, being in David’s grasp while under Michael’s gaze was torture, all you wanted was to be in Michael’s arms instead, and every touch from David send frigid chills down your body seeming to encourage the blonde even further.
After that night in the cave your life was turned upside down. When you met Michael the next day he tried to tell you that you needed to stop seeing David and him.
“What the hell are you talking about Michael? Are you telling me you don’t want to see me anymore?” The foggy feeling of loneliness started to seep back into your mind as your heart started to break.
“No god no! Of course I don’t want to stop seeing you, it’s just-. Look, you can’t be around either of us, it's not safe.”
“What the hell do you mean?”
“Do you remember when I said I was a monster?”
“Yes and-” before you could even protest, he was cutting you off.
“No matter your opinion on it, I am what I am and it’s because of David.”
“Okay but you would never hurt me Michael, I trust you. Whatever it is you can tell me, I can help you. I want to help you.”
“No, the last person who tried… No, I don't want David hurting you.”
“He wouldn’t hurt me Michael, sure he’s scary but he wouldn’t-” out of frustration Michael cuts you off.
“He’s a goddamn vampire y/n!” His blue eyes blaze with emotion so many your heart drops, fear, pain, worry, and love to name the easily recognized. “He killed Star, threatened my family, and I love you and I don’t want him to turn you into this!” Gesturing to himself he slumps to the ground as tears well in his eyes. Stunned, you sit down next to Michael.
Vampires?
Did you believe it?
Michael seemed to; he was too emotional to be pulling a prank on you, meaning he had to believe it himself.
“So you’re a vampire too?” Sniffling and clearing his throat he shakes his head.
“No I’m only half, David gave me till the end of month to… Till I have to be fully embraced.”
“Embraced?”
“The term certain vampires use to describe the ‘turning’ of a human into a vampire”
“Oh, how-”
“Look y/n you have to stop seeing us, please for your own safety.”
“I’m not leaving you Michael. Not now, not ever, we’ll figure something out okay?”
You wanted nothing more than to be in Michael’s arms. For him to choose you, but he had been hesitant; terrified of what David would do if he found out. One wrong move from either of you and it was over, David would frenzy and only the gods knew what kind of hell would freeze over the earth if he knew what the two of you were doing behind his back. But Michael had to make a decision soon because as he watched you sitting on David’s lap lighting a cigarette for the blonde, he knew he had to decide quickly. David’s words from the other night haunted Michael, David had revealed his intention to turn you into a monster like him;
“Since you two will be spending a long time together.”
Michael couldn’t stand the thought of you being like David. Any longer and he’d have to watch you drink from the bottle. No, he made up his mind. Just Imagining Marko approaching David with the bottle made him sick. Michael thought he would never feel real fear again after David had threatened to kill his family if he didn’t join the pack, but imagining the moment David tipped the bottle to your lips, he felt his heart stop. That was the morning he told you to run. The two of you had made a plan, you were going to disappear during the day when the boys couldn't get to you. Michael would go looking for you and come back empty handed. He would stall for time until he could figure out a way to escape David’s influence.
A way for the both of you to be together.
Every moment with Michael was warm, it was the feeling of the sun kissing your skin. The feeling of the yellows and oranges when watching a sunrise. The heat that Michael made blossom in your chest was a stark contrast of the icy shivers David made roll down your back. David was cold and so was his love. David is the glass of ice water you drink down after a long run. The crisp ocean waves that soothe your sunburned skin. David is the glacier keeping you from flying into the sun. What were you doing? Were you really going to run? To risk everything just for a chance at being with Michael?
Michael.
His name still sends shivers down your spine; winter used to be your favorite, but the thawing nature of spring started melting into your heart. No longer did you care for the cold but longed for the heat that the summer would bring.
The motel room was dark, curtains tightly closed.
You were safe.
Taking a deep breath to help clear your mind. The past week had been terrifying, anxiety filled your body to the point of overflow, you felt like an overcharged battery. Traveling as quiet and as fast as you could during the day, and bunkering down in dingy motels at night to lay low. The adrenaline from the ride out of town was wearing off, living on the run was getting exhausting. The anxiety was slowly fading away the further you got from Santa Carla.
You are safe.
Getting as far away from Santa Carla during the daylight was stressful, but not as near as painful as it was to say goodbye to Michael.
Michael.
Just the thought of him made your heart lurch in your chest, you couldn’t wait to see him again. As if your desperate soul summoned him; a sound from the otherside of the room startled you. Looking over you were even more shocked to see your lover standing by the door.
“Michael? What are you doing here? I thought you had to take care of things before you would join me?” He stayed quiet and it seemed as if he was struggling with something. “Michael what’s wrong?” Starting to approach you, you could start to see that something was wrong. “Michael, you're scaring me, what’s going on?”
“I told you I was a monster.” His voice came out in a growl, and just like with any predator, it set the hairs on your body rigid. Michael lunged for you; and you made an attempt to get to the door. Barely managing to slip from his claws as you run out of the motel down to the parking lot.
Fire burned in your lungs as you scrambled to escape, your body felt like molten lava as it kicked into overdrive pushing you to run faster. Tears started to blur your vision; this was not how it was supposed to go. Michael was supposed to love you, why he was doing this made your head spin. Screaming out as searing pain burned throughout your body, vision going white, there was a ringing in your ears.
No it was your voice.
Your screams echoing in your ears. Blazing blue eyes met yours and they were burning with an intensity that nearly stopped your heart.
There was blood on his face, and a sickening amount was dripping from his lips when his mouth opened and his voice grated at your eardrums.
“I’m sorry.” Hands slick with warm blood gripped at your legs dragging you closer to his figure.
“I trusted you Michael! Let me go!” You tried kicking and thrashing around but you were no match for his unnatural strength even without suffering from blood loss. There was pain radiating from your neck, a burning pain that throbbed and gushed with every pulse of your heart.
“You have to believe,” a sickening crunch filled his pause along with your wail of agony, as his hand came down and broke one of your legs. “That I don’t want to do this!” Your throat is raw from screaming and you're delirious from the pain. You make no effort to reply, only wishing the blistering pain would go away. In the midst of the burning agony you feel ice touch your body, the cold soothing the burn in your flesh. Leaning further into the comforting cold you chase the sensation of numbness that the cold brings. As you come down from the pain, exhaustion weighs you down. Drifting off you hear Michael’s sobbing apologies get drowned out by the cold whispers of David, his soft shushing and ice blue eyes sending you to dreamland, where you hoped you’d dream of a blizzard.
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The Lost Boys Masterlist
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The Lost Boys x reader who eats a lot, but is still skinny
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The Lost Boys x s/o with obnoxious younger siblings
The Lost Boys; Silencing him with a kiss
Oneshots
“Hungry, boys?” The Lost boys x fem!reader
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