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mrsgiovanna · 1 year

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Awakened (Vamp! Giorno Giovanna x Fem!reader)

This was meant for Halloween but here we are lol. This is a self-indulgent AU, CEO!Giorno and the frills that come with. All characters are depicted as adults N/SFW Minors please DNI

Tw: mentions of Blood, Yandere behavior if you squint, female bodied reader

WC: 2.8k

The sunlight streamed into your bedroom through the small gap in your curtains. Shining on your face, it roused you from your sleep… and your eyes shot open when you realised that if the sun was up while you were not, you must have been late for your first day at your new job. You raced through your morning routine and rushed through Naple's busy streets until you arrived at the modern highrise building that you had aced your interview in just a few days ago. Making a bee line for the elevator, you started adjusting your hair and clothes in the pristine mirrors as the doors begin to close only for them to open again allowing a tall, well dressed man with golden hair to enter. You quickly stop, but he's able to see the annoyance written on your face.

"For what it's worth, you look fine-"

"I… thank you," you said through a sigh, "I'm sorry, busy morning and it's my first day…"

"I should officially welcome you in that instance-" just as the blonde was about to take your hand, the elevator pinged and another well dressed man had hurried over.

"Mr. Giovanna, your associates have already arrived… as well as your new assistant." His eyes narrowed at you and he hissed about you being late through gritted teeth. Your eyes widened and you managed to mumble an apology before you realised that the man you almost rudely dismissed was your boss.

Mr Giovanna… his name repeated itself in your mind as you discreetly looked him up and down, before following the angry looking man to what you presumed would be your new workspace.

"My name is Pannacotta Fugo, I work closely with Mr Giovanna, and now you will as well," there was an intensity to Mr Fugo as he spoke to you regarding your duties. He made a special effort to emphasise how important your discretion was and took you through all of the company policies and procedures before letting you finally get settled into your workspace. Your desk was situated just outside of Mr Giovanna's office, and in a quiet moment you stopped to take in your surroundings, the clean, modern design of the facade of the building continued onto the interiors. Looking around, you couldn't help but smile, a new job in a sophisticated new building, surrounded by some of the greatest minds in the industry… What could possibly go wrong?

As the days progressed, you became more proficient at your job and had made a few acquaintances with whom you had regular contact. Mr Bucciarati was the vice president of the organization and you had seen him meeting with Mr Giovanna most frequently. He was easily the most elegant man you had ever encountered, with a charming attitude and smooth baritone voice. He always greeted you with a smile that brought a flush to your face. On occasion, he was accompanied by a stoic looking gentleman with silver hair and eyes that mimicked the most beautiful tropical sunset. A man of few words, Mr Abbacchio would simply nod at your sunny greetings and thank you for the wine you would bring out for their meetings. The people you had the best relationship with by far were Mista, Narancia and Trish. They were the live wires of the organization and while they worked hard, they played even harder. Nightly, they would extend an invitation to you to join them, however, you had politely declined each time, being swamped with tasks from Giorno. You didn't mind though, he was the boss and you wanted to impress him… his dashing good looks didn't hurt either.

There was something about him that captivated you, thoughts always drifting back to him, it was almost as if he was speaking directly into your mind. Today was no different and you had found yourself becoming more distracted as the day had progressed. The ringing of your phone had summoned you back to the present and you found yourself automatically smiling at the sound of his voice.

" [Y/n] would you come to my office for a moment, there's something I'd like to ask you,"

"Of course, I'll be right there," you stood and smoothed out your clothes before going into his office. He greeted you with the serene smile you had become accustomed to and motioned for you to sit.

"How have you been adjusting so far? I hope I haven't been working you too hard, sure you must have heard about how quickly some of my assistants have left…" there was a levity in his voice as he spoke, but you managed to catch a flash of something else in his eyes, but it was gone before you could decipher it.

"I don't shy away from a challenge, Mr Giovanna, and I've been learning so much I wouldn't dream of leaving now,"

"Always what I like to hear, please, call me Giorno, I insist… Now back to why I called you here, it's more of a personal favour that I need to ask, and you're more than welcome to refuse." Your heartbeat quickened and you readjusted yourself in your seat waiting silently for Giorno to continue.

"There's a huge Halloween event for all of our esteemed investors, think about every indulgence you could succumb to and you would find it there… ridiculous really but one must keep them happy. My date dropped me at the last minute and I was wondering if you're free to accompany me?" Convinced that your heart was going to jump right out of your chests, you took a deep breath before speaking, your hesitation bringing out a flash of worry in Giorno’s expression.

"I'd love to go… if you'd have me there, is there a specific way I need to dress or anything I should know?" No sooner than you accepted his invitation did a pang of regret enter your gut, it was too late to back out without looking unreliable so you took another deep breath to steady yourself.

"You don't have to worry about that, I'll have something suitable sent over, just put it on and have a good time, you deserve a break as well," his serene smile was enough to quieten your hammering heart.

"Do you have an address that I should meet you at?"

"Oh no no, we'll leave from here, you can get ready in the penthouse, I'm sure everything you might need will already be there…" you found it odd that he was so sure of himself but swallowed your paranoia as you went back to your desk.

The hours flew by in the blink of an eye and soon enough, you needed to start getting ready. Giorno had left a key card to the elevator that would take you all the way up to the 90th floor where the penthouse was situated. You weren't ready for the sheer luxury that greeted you as the pristine doors opened. Large crystal chandeliers were dotted tastefully across the wide open plan area. You stopped at the large window offering you a breathtaking view of Naples in all her splendour. Looking around, you found a letter left on the counter with a single crimson rose in Giorno’s immaculate penmanship. It bore your name, so you opened the envelope taking in the instructions left in the note.

Dearest y/n

I must thank you once again for saving me from an embarrassing situation. You will find everything you need in the master bedroom. Take your time, and, come meet in the foyer when you're ready.

Giorno

You smiled at the propriety of his tone and softly padded around, looking for the master bedroom until you had come to a heavy, ornate door that almost seemed to open by itself as you touched the handle. Walking inside, absorbing the opulence, your fingers graze the surfaces until you arrive at the beautiful ensemble laid out for you in the bed. It took you a bit of time to get dressed, but it was worth it when your eyes hadn't your reflection. You looked like you had stepped out of a fairytale, flowers adorning your hair and golden motifs running up and down your burgundy gown.

A woodland fae? The personification of spring? Persephone? Your last guess was confirmed when you had seen Giorno waiting for you in the foyer, spiked crown and all.

"Ah you're a vision," Giorno's lips curled into a devastatingly alluring smile, plush and inviting… his movements careful, as if he was a deity incarnate with the level of charisma he exuded.

He had led you to the awaiting limousine, and poured you some champagne.

"Try to relax, tonight is about having fun… tonight I'm just Giogio,"

You took the glass with a small smile, looking at the gilded bottle you knew it probably cost more than your rent for the month and held it up waiting for him to think up a toast.

"To… new beginnings,"

Your eyebrows pulled together but you clicked your glass against his and took a small sip, holding his eyes the entire time. His hand inched closer to you, until his knuckle nonchalantly brushed your thigh, and you had realised that the vehicle had stopped.

Damn

That wolfish smile returned and you flushed, wondering if he somehow had managed to infiltrate your thoughts.

The atmosphere at the party was electrifying and a feast for your senses. It didn't take long for the other associates to find you and soon you were indulging in the best food and drink between dancing and revelling with Mista, Trish and Narancia. Even Abbacchio, who had asked you to call him Leone, smiled and relaxed with wine-reddened cheeks as he and Bruno spoke with a few patrons dripping in expensive jewellery. As the hours whittled away, you could have sworn everyone's expressions had taken on somewhat of a predatory gaze, each had settled with a partner, and the loud raucous shouts had been replaced by sultry murmurs and feather light touches.

Air… you needed air- you had gone from feeling like you were at the top of the food chain to prey, unsure of who… what had been hunting you. You had finally elbowed your way outside, allowing the soft cool breeze to waft over you. The moon was bright, full and illuminated the deserted street, you could have sworn you were alone.

"Is this overwhelming for you?" You turned around to face Giorno, the liquid silk of his voice was betrayed by the feral energy in his eyes.

"I think I just needed some space, the energy changed in there so suddenly,"

"It's what happens at these kinds of places,"

"What exactly…" unsure of how to phrase your question you trailed off, still slowly drowning in the panic that tried to move your body away from that place. Giorno's eyes devoured you again as he spoke, and you could have sworn that there was a crimson glow to them, emeralds dipped in blood.

"So perceptive… although I'd never have picked you otherwise, there's only so far a pretty face will take you, come, I've somewhere fascinating to show you," his voice was a purr that resonated with something deep within your being, so you had followed him despite every other alarm bell sounding in your head.

Giorno had led you back through the party, towards an elevator that had taken you to yet another penthouse.

How many of these does he have? You thought, your eyes taking in the warm inviting interiors.

"This is for everyone's use… these parties tend to get… well you've experienced it first hand," said Giorno, as he shed the cape and crown, looking more like the man you had worked for than God of the underworld. Suddenly self-conscious of your own headpiece your hands moved to remove it when he had asked you to leave it on.

"You know, I always catch you sneaking glances my way, squirming at every little innocent touch, it's all so cute. But then again, it's always been that way with you… coquettish little smiles, oblivious to what they do to people…" his fingers trailed from your pert lips down your jaw to your neck, his eyes followed as if he were tracing the very veins beneath your skin.

"Giorno I…"

"Do you object?" His voice was a purr, and when you had hastily shaken your head it was all the invitation he needed. The soft material of the dress pooled around your feet as you slid off his jacket and shirt. He guided you towards the bedroom and eased you into the bed, making quick work of ridding you of your underwear until you lay bare before him. Any attempts at concealing yourself were thwarted when he pinned your wrists above your head and let his mouth trail kisses over your body and then back up to your mouth. His kisses swallowed up your moans, your hands had found their way to his hair and his to your arousal soaked slit.

"Already? let's take care of this then," groaned Giorno as he slipped his fingers into you one at a time, smiling broader each time, nipping your skin with his teeth as you clenched around his machinations. You were aware of his throbbing arousal that twitched against you as pretty little sounds escaped your lips. When he was certain that you were stretched out enough, he gently lowered himself onto you, giving you a moment to adjust to him before building up a rhythm with your bucking hips.

Having lost count of how many times you had peaked you were on the cusp of yet another release, tears streaking across your face, your body jerking at the lightest of touches when Giorno had pulled himself out of you, chuckling at your bratty whine.

"So needy, bella, look at the mess you're making," he paused to take in your form, cursed under his breath and hissed "I must have you right now, forgive me,"

You were too spent to wonder why he asked for forgiveness but had gotten your answer when you saw his incisors grow and glint in his mouth before he gently plunged them into your neck. You thought the terror would have brought you crashing down to earth but that initial pinch was replaced with euphoria. As the waves of pleasure washed over you, Giorno had sheathed himself into you completely, and after a few well placed thrusts you both reached your climax, your mind going blank from simultaneously being drained and filled… and then nothingness.

Your eyes slowly opened to gentle sunlight streaming through the openings in the curtain. Propping yourself on shaky arms you managed to sit up when the haze of the precious night cleared and you remembered what had happened. Your hand shot up to your neck but the skin felt as it always did, not a hint of pain at all.

"I made sure it healed while you were asleep… good morning sunshine,"

You leapt out of bed pulling the sheet with you, trying to stare down the amusement in Giorno's eyes, fighting (rather unsuccessfully) the heat spreading to your cheeks.

"You're… a vampire?! And you're just sitting there reading the newspaper as if you weren't trying to kill me last night?"

"Well I wasn't trying to kill you, I'd never do that, now please, join me," he said with an outstretched hand. Still wrapped in the sheet, you sat across him, basking in the sunshine. "Wait, why aren't you sparkling or bursting into flames? You're in the sun!"

Giorno rolled his eyes with a groan, "I can't account for that sparkling nonsense, but our vulnerability to sunshine is a carefully crafted lie," he paused to look at the bustle in the streets before continuing "look at all of them, so carefree, unguarded, totally unaware of they kinds of creatures they're dwelling amongst,"

"I see, so… how old are you?"

"I've lived through a few… events, witnessed a couple turns of the century," answered Giorno.

"And are they all… you know?" His wry smile was enough of an answer. You had spent the better part of that morning quelling your curiosity and Giorno had answered all your questions willingly. Man or monster or some amalgamation of beautiful beast, the being that sat before had captivated you in a way that no other had before. Unbeknownst to you, a similar thought had been flickering in Giorno's mind too, hundreds of years on this earth and even more lovers and none had left an impression as indelible as you had in the limited time that you had spent with him. The words had escaped your lips before you properly had a chance to think, but none was as shocked as he was.

"I want you to turn me"