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Lowkey, to anyone that has ever read any of my posts, or even liked it and forgot to read it, for the people who reblog my work, and for my 69 followers…thank you 🫶

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Need a pathetic nerd to be my little toy because he needs to be. A pitiful plaything that wants nothing more than to worship me day in and day out.

It’s a normal day at the office when he randomly comes into my area and hands me hibiscus tea, it’s one of my favorites, so I thank him kindly and think nothing of it, not even noticing his hard on when I dismiss him.

A few days later he comes back around and offers me chocolate chip cookies, how sweet I think as I accept one and go back to work, focusing on my work as he sighs silently, reveling in my presence before going back to work.

This goes on for about a month of him continuously giving me sweet treats and different teas before I start actually paying attention to him, I never see him on my floor unless he’s visiting me, and no one else even noticed that he came around almost everyday, so I start getting suspicious.

So one day I acknowledge him, “Hey.. uh.. what’s your name…?” I ask curiously, watching as he instantly turns shy as he coughs and adjusts his shirt before speaking up so meekly “uh… I’m-.. my name is Cletis… I work in IT… on the 23 floor..?”

“Oh… really..? Well, is there a problem on our floor or.. do you just have no one else to share your snacks with?” I tease lightly, cocking my head to the side in confusion as he lets out a breathy giggle before excusing himself and leaving.

Wondering if I said something wrong before ignoring it and getting back to my job, not noticing him right outside my work area, jerking off freely against the wall of my cubicle, whimpering silently as he listens to me talk to customers.

After a few more weeks of his sweet gifts and rather.. awkward moments of small conversations, he finally gets the courage to ask me a question weighing down on him.

“..Can you.. please sit on me…?” He whispers quietly, to my utter shock and disbelief. Sit on him..?

“Are you.. serious?” I ask slowly before he gently grabs my hand and pulls me out of my cubicle to see what exactly is happening around my small box.

Multiple women have men catering to them in ways they see fit, some men are on their knees massaging feet, getting the women drinks and lunch, some men are actually being used as legitimate stools for women to sit on, and a few women are even getting eaten out as they continue working diligently.

“Did I miss the memo…?” I say in shock, looking around in surprise. Cletis chuckles weakly and shakes his head no, “No- no, you’re.. perfect…. Perfectly on time! I uh.. they are all doing it on their own accord… it started about two months ago.. and now it’s just the nature here…” he explains as he fidgets with his hands.

I hum and walk around to one of the women getting her feet massaged, “Hey uh.. since when did this all start..?” I ask curiously as I point to the man rubbing her muscles, her shock is visible as she pauses her work, turning to me like she was offended by my question.

“Honey…. You didn’t know?… I’ve been using this shmuck for months, it’s the only way I’ll willingly come to work anymore! These men just started being so desperate and pathetic openly.. so, a bunch of girls kinda just started using them for their own benefit and… everyone has been doing it since. It’s honestly the best… I guess you didn’t sign up to have a pitiplaything?”

“Pity.. plaything..? Uh, no.. I didn’t..” I say in utter confusion, as I look back at Cletis looking at me with needy, hopeful eyes, waiting for me at my desk.

Her eyes find where I’m looking and she giggles happily, “I guess you got one naturally, pretty girl.. and it’s just our little nickname for these pathetic losers, y’know..?” She says as she pets the man under her desk, my eyes widening as he audibly whimpers and nuzzles his face in between her thighs.

“Just enjoy it, honey… it’ll make this job soooo much easier, trust me, it’ll help you stay sane.. ” she implores before turning back to her work, leaving me still surprised as I slowly walk back to my desk where Cletis is eagerly sitting on my desk chair, obviously hopeful for his request to become reality.

“You.. really want me to sit on your lap…? And what.. just sit while I continue to work..?” I say curiously as he eagerly nods. “Please.. please, I’ll be such a good chair.. only if you want me to be…” he practically whimpers as he sits still, slightly biting his lip as he looks up at me.

I sigh softly, but ultimately give in, it’s kinda awkward as I slowly sit down on his lap, I can hear him holding back his whimpers as his hands dig into the armrest of the chair, “You gonna be okay there, Curtis…? You look like you’re about to faint..” I say worriedly as he eagerly shakes his head no, “I’m.. I’m fine, I’m so fine... just incredible…” he whines weakly.

I nod my head slowly before continuing to work, but slowly get distracted every once in a while as he takes stolen touches on my thighs, arms, hips, shoulders.. and then it progresses with his chest gently pressing against my back as he carefully massages my lower back.. and soon I can’t focus at all as he’s full on cuddling me from behind, his face gently rubbing against my neck, his arms wrapped around my stomach as his hands rub circles against my hips and his hard cock straining and throbbing against my ass.

Soon I can’t even work, his warm, heavy hands rubbing against the underside of my bra as he kisses my neck slowly, every so often thrusting up into me through our clothes as if he can’t help himself, cursing myself as I actually start enjoying it as well, my breathing getting deeper as he’s soon attempting to cup my boobs through my bra.

“Okay.. uh.. Curtis, we need to talk..” I sigh as look at the clock before standing up and turning to face him, looking at his pathetic, needy state before continuing, “You can’t just… hold me while I work.. it’s distracting.. y’know..? And.. I’m just going to say it, I can’t have you… dry humping me… and groping me while I’m trying to work.. I can’t focus..” I say awkwardly, never having been in such a position.

“I- I am so sorry.. you just- I didn’t know your boundaries, it’s completely my fault, I’m sorry… but you are just.. you’re so pretty.. and you look so divine when you’re so focused… how you ignored me… you’re just such a hard worker, it’s incredible..” he babbles as his cock throbs against his pants, his skin becoming a little reddish as I ask for an explanation.

I huff slightly and look at him with scrutiny before testing out something, “So… you like it when I ignore you..? Does it make you feel good to just be in my presence..?” I hum softly, my eyes widening as he nods eagerly.

“I do! I- around you… you just bring me so much joy… and I will do anything to help your work day as productive and enjoyable as you deserve.. just tell me how I can make your day… and I’ll do it.” He pleas as his eyes glow with this undeniable need and craving for more of me.

“Really...? Well… uh.. I…. I want you to get me lunch… beef and broccoli on white rice with some dumplings on the side and… water… then I want you to massage my feet. Think you can do that for me..?” I say softly, looking at him in slight amusement as he practically jumps up out of my desk chair and pulls out his phone as he orders me my exact order before dropping to his knees in front of me.

“May I… please take off your shoes..?” He pleads hopelessly, slowly becoming more amused as I nod my head, watching as he takes off my shoes with eager excitement.

Humming softly as his thumbs rub and press into the arch of my foot, seeing him so focused is a cuter sight than I thought it would be, slowly noticing how much care he’s putting into my comfort. How he only got up to grab my food and serve me before scooting in between my legs and resting his head on my thigh, how gentle his hands are when they caress my skin, so willing and natural it almost seems unconscious.

“…good job… I’ll… let you know when to stop” I hum softly, blinking slowly as he whimpers and nods happily. I sigh deeply as I continue to work, less distracted as a wave of relaxation passes through my body when he rubs at my pressure points… this isn’t bad… not at all.

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Sidenote, for everyone who has watched K-Pop Demon Hunters… we’re fucking the Saja Boys in demon form… yes..? 👀

Because… gawddamn… monsterfucking and k-pop together? Delicious.

I will be going to the Eiffel Tower with Abby and Jinu, demon form, all day, all night, no lube, on the floor, on the wall, on the ceiling, on the bed, on the couch, on the scaffolding, on the counter… yes.

I love the girls as well, and we stan Bobby, no questions.

Zoey is so real for having a crush on Mystery fr fr

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Here’s the links to my writings for my divas 👀😋

Vampire’s Maid - Vampire’s Maid 2 - Vampire’s Maid 3

Quiet as a Mouse Challenge

We Just Want to Help!

Seasonal Warmer - Seasonal Warmer 2

Dividers: @cafekitsune

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We just want to help!

Author’s Note: This is the first part of my new orc trilogy divas! Please enjoy and comment what you’d like to see next ;)

Summary: two orcs that have never met a human before and have only ever heard about our destructive tendencies decide to take it upon themselves to help kidnap a human in need of a better life.

They find me in the outer parts of the woods looking for some wild plants, bent down choosing the appropriate mushrooms and seedlings to make a stew, which is when they knock me out and take me home with them.

Obviously terrified, I try screaming and yelling and it sends us all into a panic, crying hard as one of them tries to calm me down frantically as the other one runs around in fear as they didn’t expect such a emotional response.

After everything settles down they explain that they brought me here so they can remove all my violent and destructive tendencies and make me happy, harmless and peaceful like they are.

I look at them in utter confusion as I explain that they are the violent ones, “You two literally just stole me away unwarranted and now want to train me into a docile pet, are you serious?!” I yell as I start to panic again, looking at them in disbelief and fear.

Their eyes widen like saucers as they adamantly shake their heads and invite me to sit down, “No, no little human.. you just misunderstand.. please sit” says the older one. “Please, please just sit and stop yelling.. we want to help you!” The tall one pleads, his eyes hopeful and desperate as he looks at me.

Reluctantly I slowly sit down, in either position, they tower over me and easily double my weight each…

“What do you want from me..” I snap as I try to hide my fear. I watch as they have a silent conversation with their eyes before they look at me and crouch down to face me, still taller than me when they’re on their knees.

“You really think.. we want to harm you…?” The older one says sadly, his dejected tone almost tugs at my heart but I refuse to give in.. what if it’s another trap? They already have proven they could overpower me at any point..

“It’s not like you’ve given me a reason to think otherwise… you kidnapped me!” I huff defensively in retaliation, looking away from them as they both look like kicked puppies.

“No, no! Please.. we just want to save you before you become violent.. we want to help you live without causing harm to others..” the young one pleads as his hand gently cups the entirety of my knee, his thumb rubbing my thigh gently.

“…and what if I already have..?” I huff defiantly as I stare at them. Watching as they look at each other again before they look back at me with grim disapproval, making shivers run down my spine.

“Well.. we can’t change your past actions… but from now on, we’re going to teach you better… such a small, weak thing like you shouldn’t be instigating trouble.” The older one chastises as he rests his hand on my shoulder, as if he was anticipating me fighting back.

“You can’t fight us, little human… it might seem.. really bad right now.. but we want to help…. And we’ll keep you as long as we need to get rid of any disastrous thoughts you might have in that pretty head.. okay..? We won’t harm you… you have our word.” The young one says firmly and hopefully as he cups the back of my head, making me look at both of them.

“…fine.. but I won’t hesitate to escape if I think your gonna hurt me.” I huff, my eyebrows furrowing as they shrug and nod, wondering what they’re planning before they grab me off the couch and pull me in between them in a tight hug, locking me in between fat and bulk, their warmth undeniably pleasant in the cool autumn night air.

“What are you two doing..?” I demand as I try to squirm away, “We’re holding you so you don’t get any harmful ideas… all you have to do is let us guide you to living a harmless life…” they whisper against my ear, groaning and squirming even more as they continue to keep me locked in a tight hold, sandwiching me on the couch between them.

“You don’t have to do this…” I huff softly as I realize attempting to escape could only exhaust my body.

“Well… we want to… we want to protect you… keep you safe and happy…” the young one pleads as he caresses my scalp, sighing softly as my muscles finally realize how tense I am, begrudgingly beginning to relax in their tight hold.

“There you go… just relax… you’ll come to see that we just want to help you… just let us break down your walls and comfort you…” the older one gently pleads as he rubs my back muscles, leaving me more and more boneless.

“You’re both idiotic if you truly believe I’ll let you keep me here…” I grumble, shivering as they snuggle into me, my body and limbs securely tangled with theirs.

“…maybe… but you’ll see, soon you’ll learn about us, our ways… and we will ensure you a comfortable life, little human… have some faith… we just want to help…” the older orc urges as he rubs my scalp again.

Soon enough, I realize I truly can’t escape, and I’m stuck with them… somewhere far away from my home, away from everything I knew. I’ll never trust them…

Never…

Dividers: @kodaswrld @cursed-carmine

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Now, I did promise y’all the Curious Orc x scared reader fic, and it will be cumming soon divas! 🤪

In the meantime between time >:) I have some works in progress I’m super excited to share as well, and I even wrote some drabbles on @makemonymoo’s blog that I reposted so you lovely divas can view it easily. I’ll probably make a full oneshot on my page concerning that story <3

I should have asked this earlier… BUT, for the orc story, did y’all want it to be a one shot, or have it like the trilogy I did with my vampire story? Either way it’ll be the next full story I post <3

Here’s the first fic, diva <3

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Hehehe 😋 I’m glad you liked my cockwarming idea, so let’s dive a little deeper hm?

I would cockwarm my lovely monster as long as it lets me, and sometimes it even makes me beg to keep their perfect cock warm!

It can be so mean and condescending sometimes, but it’s all worth it when they finally use me for my warmth, ensuring that my pussy is completely ruined for any human male that comes across me in the colder months!

But I don’t complain, and why should I? It’s just my lovely monster, and soon enough I convince them to move in and be my roommate, which was the best idea I ever made.

Once they moved in, they completely took over my mind and day at home! Constantly praising me, doing all my chores, making me meals.. I couldn’t help but feel so pampered :(

Soon all I could do around them was look pretty and relaxed while the praise completely shut my mind off.

“Such a pretty girl” “Look at you keeping all that dick inside you~” “My perfect greedy one” “You look so beautiful when you’re dripping for me”

“You can’t even help but be my wet mess, hm pretty? Just so happy to be my little cocksleeve… not that I’m complaining.. you keep me so warm and cozy… I’m just so proud of you, and your sweet little pussy~” they tease me as I instantly get wetter, and their mocking chuckles don’t help either, how can I help it? It just makes me so… full.. and happy.. and needed!

But of course the moment fall hits, their perfect cock slides out of me so they can reconnect it with their body, to my utter displeasure. But hey! At least they’re my roommate now, so while they are hot and toasty, I can cuddle them while I’m cold! They still don’t let me touch their cock during the holidays, but, they more than make up for it with how they treat me, our home.. and my pussy 🤪

But one afternoon, when I come back home on a cold winter’s night, I see my alien friend has brought over his friend, who is undeniably freezing from the cold.

“What’s going on..?” I ask worriedly as my roommate explains that the shivering alien is just like him, but for the opposite months.

I had never seen its kind actually cold before, but it looks so painful, like they truly freeze without proper warmth, and even being outside myself, I knew there was a bitter cold raging outside our home.

So like a good roommate, I eagerly accept to help out its friend, blushing and smiling dumbly as my roommate slowly pulls down my layers of clothing and praises me for being such a great friend to them and helping them out, the genuine gratitude already making me excited as my roommate helps me bend over.

Moaning and whimpering as my roommate takes it upon itself to prepare me for its freezing friend in need, my roommates long, slimy tongue doing wonders for me as I become a perfect wet hole for its friend to use.

I hear them speaking in their native tongue before hearing its friend thanking me desperately in such a shaky voice, and all I could feel is a need to help it.

“It’s- it’s okay, please… I don’t want either of you to freeze…” I whine and I eagerly open my legs wider, gasping and trembling as they push their cock deep inside me, it’s a bit more slender than my roommates but it makes up for it in its own delicious length and texture, with more ridges than bumps, filling my pussy to the brim in that outer worldly and completely addictive way, my cervix getting pushed further into my body to make room for it’s entire cock to fit snuggly.

Naturally, I go to stand up (since my roommate usually just detaches his cock) until I feel them slowly thrusting in and out of me, leaving my legs instantly shaky as I look at my roommate in confusion, blushing as I see their smug smile.

“Technically my friend here does need your precious body… but they’re… slightly different in their need than I am, my perfect human…” they explain, leaving me even more confused and aroused as the pleasure grows exponentially as their friend holds my hips and continues the deep, slow pace, their sighs of relief and comfort from the cold melting my heart.

“Whatever they need… I can handle it.. promise..!” I babble as I slowly get my thoughts fucked out of my brain, moaning more as my roommate praises me for being so generous.

“I know you can… that’s why you’re gonna be a good girl and take all of their eggs, hm..?” They coo into my ear, leaving my mind spinning as I’m already squirting at the thought of having an even greater sense of need, a need to be the best human for my aliens.

“Mhmmm! I will… I wanna… I’ll help..!” I moan dumbly as they both praise me, and soon, my mind kinda just shuts off when I feel their ovipositor slowly push into my cervix and slowly pumps around 30 medium sized eggs into my womb directly before covering them in it’s cum, each thought in my head disappearing with each cold egg that pops into my womb to be heated and warmed up.

When I can finally think again, I’m being cuddled by both of them on the couch, with my roommate’s friend holding me and caressing my swollen belly. “Thank you… thank you so much… your warmth.. it’s lifesaving… really” they say with so much gratitude and joy, how could I not be overjoyed to have helped them?

“Of course, anything for a friend in need… just.. how long are they gonna stay inside me..?” I say sweetly, shivering in excitement when my roommate gently pulls my chin up so I’m looking directly at their face.

“Right up till the first day of spring.. don’t think you’ll get out of our little agreement, pretty human… unless you don’t want to contin-” they say mockingly, to my dismay as I shake my head yes in disappointment, “Of course I want to!”

“That’s my perfect girl… now you get to be full even longer.. and help out my kind even more.. isn’t that perfect for us..?~” my roommate coos, and I can’t help but eagerly agree as I get more aroused looking at their friend caress my lumpy belly, full of his soft eggs soon to come before spring time.

After all, I just wanna be a good alien cocksleeve :(

Here’s my side blog if your interested 👀 - divadowndivadown

YOUR MIND OH MY GIDDY AUNT THAT WAS INSANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME HOW BIG THESE EGGS GET. I'M ON THE EDGE (IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE) OF MY SEAT.

Friends, give @divadowndivadown a follow if you aren't already, we've got another pervy genius in the building.

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Do you ever just wanna cockwarm a monster?

Like, I want to.

I just want a fat, bumpy, outer worldly creature to find me one day and stuff their huge cock into my pussy when I’m having a wet dream, the tip pressing on my cervix as the sheer girth stretches my walls wide, detaching their cock from themselves and leave it nice and deep inside me, buried beautifully.

I wake up clueless and all I can feel is so deliciously full, my slick ruining my sheets below. Never being so full before, I reach down to try to see if I might have put in a dildo the night before and just forgot before the creatures cock slowly pumps in and out of my hole, leaving me a gasping mess of myself as I cum quicker than I ever have, and afterwards, I just stay stuffed.

Every time I try to check what’s inside me, the slow onslaught of pure pleasure starts up again so I learn my lesson to not question it.

After a few days I can’t help but get used to it.. maybe slightly addicted. Every time I sit I just feel so full, so stretched out, and a dumb smile grows on my face. It never even crosses my mind that I should maybe take it out of me, not that I could l.. but why would I?

Every time I go into work, it’s like I have two responsibilities, keeping my customers happy and continuing to be a wet mess of myself as I keep it warm and safe inside me!

Sometimes getting so excited, I just can’t stop dripping down my thighs, making a mess of myself at home, at work, at the cafe, at the park, the beach, really everywhere and I can’t even find it in me to be annoyed when it makes me so happy :(

Soon enough, the creature finally introduces itself at my front door and thanks me profusely for keeping it warm, to my confusion until its cock finally slides out of my ruined pussy.

Watching it reconnecting its cock to its main body has me so empty and sad, I can’t help but beg to continue to keep it warm, blushing heavily as the creature smiles so smugly at me before explaining that during summer its body feels extremely cold and needs that warmth I provided, but now that it’s fall, it’s warm again.

I’m dejected and completely lost, a frown on my face before they offer me a proposal, to be their seasonal cock warmer, and obviously I agree all too eagerly.

Fall and winter couldn’t have passed by any slower, and the creature only makes it worse as they sometimes come over just to show off their hard cock and cum over my pussy before teasing me and leaving, not even putting the tip inside me!

And finally, the first day of spring comes, and I awake with the best gift I could ask for, the stretch and fullness even more addicting this time around as they come around just to watch my fucked out pussy getting used by their huge cock, and soon I go over to their place just so I have them watch me being so good for them.

And when they praise me for being such a pretty cock sleeve, I can’t help but squirt and gush all over their perfect cock, eager for the next year’s stuffing <3

Idk why but this is some of my best work and yet I can’t get work this good on my side blog lol, I guess you have magical powers that make me a better writer… or just very horny 😛

I THOUGHT I KNEW WHERE THIS WAS GOING.

HOLY MOTHER OF PETE, YOUR MIND?????? A SEASONAL COCKWARMER, THIS IS JUST FUKCING. I;M AT A LOSS.

CAN THERE BE OTHER SPECIES OF CREATURE WHO NEED THEIR COCKS WARMED??? OR MAYBE A SAFE PLLACE TO INCUBATE THEIR EGGS????? OR SOMEONE TO MILK THEM OR SOMETHING??????????

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Quiet as a Mouse Challenge

Summary: inspired by the monsters in A Quiet Place - Couple gets off to the danger of getting killed, exhibitionists if you will. One day they do it in the woods and two monsters find them and hover close, leading them to have one of the best orgasms of their lives. The pheromones trigger the monsters and then the monsters bury their tongues in their mouths and fuck the humans themselves. They kill from unnatural, high pitched sounds… what’s more natural than the sounds of breeding?

Author’s Note: Sorry this took so long to post divas 😭 but I hope you all enjoy the full story and please interact! For some reason it won’t let me comment on my posts.. however I love to see the diva community grow and I love reading comments <3

You and your partner have always loved challenging each other, in any way possible. So when the deadly monsters appeared, it gave your partner terrible ideas.

You lived near the woods and had seen the chaos the monsters wrecked, most your neighbors killed, and had seen the grotesque destruction of the creatures first hand.

Yet… for some ridiculous reason on the 5th day since the monsters outbreak, your partner challenged you… more so put both your lives at risk but all the same, a challenge.

“Wanna figure out who could be quieter..?” They offered. Were they seriously thinking about sex at a time like this?!

Rationally you outright refused, the tradeoff was too dangerous and risky for temporary pleasures…

But the longer they offered, the more appealing the thought became. Could we be that quiet? Can we be that silent and not get killed? Could we have our cake and eat it too?

And eventually you agreed.

“Oh…” you quietly gasped as your partner slowly pushed their heavy cock into your small, eager pussy. The stretch more than heavenly when they bottomed out, a welcome intrusion and distraction from the high levels of stress you’d both been experiencing.

Goosebumps bloomed at your neck from their heavy breaths, their face nuzzled into the crook as they bit back groans. The pure excitement on their face was palpable and it made your body shiver.

With them, you had gotten used to being teased and tested in the heat of the moment, but this?

This was torture.

Your partner slowly, languidly pulling almost all the way out before plunging back inside at an even slower pace, filling you up entirely before leaving you empty again.

You couldn’t decide if you hated it or craved more as they kept up the agonizing pace of their thrusts. Even your loud, creaky bed frame only made low, quiet whines as your partner slowly fucked your worries away.

You could feel their body trembling with restraint on top of yours, their chest pressed against your back as they grumbled quiet, perverse praises against your neck “Such a good little thing for me, aren’t you..? So sweet and good under me.. letting me use your pretty body for my own pleasure… even in all this danger… that’s why you’re my precious angel… gonna make you feel so good..~”

You wanted to curse them out truthfully, but even if you wanted to, you couldn’t. Not if you wanted to survive anyway.

Your teeth sunk into your lip as your partner’s rough finger rubbed soft, loving circles against your pulsating clit. You couldn’t help but squirm, the combination of being fucked like a sloth and the insistent stimulation on your little bud was too delicious.

And then your damned bed creaked… the sound alone rang through the room like a deafening chill.

Your blood ran cold and you felt your heart and gut drop, but your partner couldn’t have cared less. They doubled down on their motions, rubbing your clit in firm, demanding circles as their other hand tugged at your nipple, making your mind spin with intoxicating turmoil.

“Such a loud noise, sweetheart… we might get killed because of you… are you ready to die over some good dick my love? Hm?” They gently chastised, tugging at your nipple as they nipped at your neck.

“Imma kill you” you huffed, unable to help the way your body trembled as your smug bastard of a partner, had the gall to smirk against your neck.. as if the danger wasn’t right outside your home!

You were being drowned in pleasure and real fear, and as mean as they were being, it couldn’t have been more thrilling. When you came on your partner’s cock, you both heard the gentle clicks and growls from a monster just outside, and your partner couldn’t help but cum, the fear and electrifying feeling of being so close to demise triggered something deep within them.

The feeling of their prideful, unashamed smile buried against your shoulder in the end had your mind dizzy, knowing there’s no way you could deny them this pleasure again… at least not without being reminded of just how much you loved it on that damned day.

From that point, it only got worse.

From the dangers of your loud creaking bed, your partner moved your excruciatingly slow sessions to the exceptionally fatal wood floor. With your partner positioning your body in a mating press against the cold wood, both of you fought the urge to squirm or move faster. The fear of the wood groaning under your ministrations only stirred you both on.

Then your partner was fucking you into the grand windows in the dining room facing your neighbors house, your body trembled with fear, excitement and embarrassment against the cool glass even with the knowledge that your neighbors had died, there was no less risk that you both could be caught, by a human or a monster.

“So quiet.. you’re learning so fast, angel…” they coo, a concoction of the shameless mockery and delighted praise had your knees weak. You could feel your mind slowly being corrupted by their relentless pursuit of perverse, deadly pleasure, but not before long, the thrill became an addictive pastime that neither of you wanted to give up.

To the windoooow, to the wall!

Against the wall, the floor, the porch, patio, and even the roof, there was no stop to the chase of the thrill, which is how you ended up here. In the woods, completely naked as your partner pins your body down, their cock weeping against your sweet entry, aching to dive into your familiar warmth.

It was a terrible idea, it always was… but here..? In pure nature, had our hearts pumping like anything else. Your partner sweating as he looks around for the monsters, and after a long while they leisurely push their pulsing length into you, causing you both to shudder.

Their pace utterly sluggish as they take you deep and deeper, delving into you hopelessly as their chest shudders against your back.

Soon you realize that they haven’t made a facetious quip, and it would have made you happy if your mind wasn’t fighting with pleasure and utter fear.

Too many things could kill you right now, a twig snap, a bird chirp, too many leaves crunching, or possibly even black bears. This would have completely paralyzed you but now…? You couldn’t be more on edge.

You can feel your heart pounding out your chest when you hear quiet steps in the dirt, gasping silently as two monsters slowly crawl in circles around you.

You try to warn your partner but they already saw them, moving even slower as the monsters crawl even closer. Tears of ecstasy spill down your cheeks, the consuming fear becoming the ecstasy as a monster moves closer towards you two.

Your breathing is heavy and labored, tremors taking hold of your body as the monster’s face is barely an inch away, their clicks and gentle growls are a warm coo against your sweat-clad skin.

Through your tears you can see their mouth, lines and lines of jagged, pointed teeth that reek of their last victims as their extended tongue slowly curls out of the mouth, licking at the air, just a hair away from your lips.

The air is entirely suffocating as your teeth sink into your lip, eyes rolled back as you get close, fighting desperately to breathe normally as your partner bites your shoulder to stay quiet.

It only takes a gentle growl from both monsters to make you explode, trembling against the soft dirt as you sob in pure bliss. So intoxicated by the feelings that you didn’t even realize your partner filling up your lovely walls with their creamy load.

You both lay on the dirt elated, trembling as the monsters remain close, cooing and growling as they continue to circle you. You feel your partner slowly get off of you and pull out, so naturally you follow suit and slowly get up.

But when you get up you’re confronted with the monster, their size towering over they let out gentle hisses, hovering dangerously close to your face, your body quivering as you slowly turn to look at your partner and can’t help but let out an audible gasp at the sight.

Their jaw is wide open and their eyelids weighing down as their pupils are blown wide, the monster’s tongue deeply lodged in their throat as the monster holds them by their wrists, pinned down hopelessly.

Unfortunately not, the monster hears your gasp and lets out an angry hiss before pinning you underneath it as it shoves its tongue down your throat.

Tears sting your eyes from the forceful intrusion but soon it becomes a nonexistent ache as your eyes get doughy and soft, your eyes fluttering as the monster begins purring gently, your breathing slows as the monster’s claws trail your neck.

Your silly human brain couldn’t even comprehend how comfortable and happily helpless you get under it as the monster releases a comforting pheromone that has your mind simply blank, no more overwhelming fear, just a warm feeling of need, comfort and bliss.

You start wondering why everyone was so scared of them when you simply had to open your legs to feel better than you have ever felt in your life?

As your blissful, empty head becomes mush, the monster’s huge, slimy cock slowly comes out of its sheath as it tastes your throat, tasting your saliva to see how worthy you are.

After a long while it finally decides your body is fit to carry its young as it slowly pushes itself inside your awaiting heat, a stretch that should have you screaming in agony with the burning ache only solidifies your empty brain completely useless as you and your partner are double stuffed entirely.

The monster starts a eager, quick pace that has your eyes rolling back and your body instantly writhing in over sensitivity after having adjusted to such slow sex for the past two months.

The monster’s length so long it can’t bottom out, leaving your body needy for closeness as the only source of sound is the lewd squelching coming out of you and your partners pretty holes and your barely audible whines of pleasure as the creatures pound into you with feral intensity.

Delusions of the monster gently kissing you and making love to you cloud your mind as you could practically see the monster smiling with pride.

You can’t register anything in this state other than the monster’s gentle hissing and clicks that can only register as affection and praise in your desolate brain as you cum again and again without an end in sight, and soon becoming nothing more than a delightful little monsters plaything as the hours pass.

Nothing matters accept the monster that owns your mind and body as it’s ovipositor slowly pushes past your welcoming cervix as it breeds you heavily with almost 50 soft, medium sized eggs and graciously fertilizes its eggs with thick, creamy cum, leaving your mind spinning with eager gratitude and further pleasure.

Afterwards it keeps its cock inside you to keep all its cum and eggs inside you as it slowly pulls its tongue out of your mouth, not that it could help your broken mind now. Laying down with you as it brings you closer to your partner and the other creature.

The monsters keep you in a “safe” cuddle circle as you and your partner lay there, vanquished by the creatures, you both lay heavily pregnant on the soft dirt, soon to birth more of the same monsters that have killed so many humans.

Neither of you have the capability to even worry… but that’s not the question is it…? The question is..

Was the challenge worth it?

JK you both got killed lol.

Dividers: @cafekitsune @bernardsbendystraws

Tags: @blushycadaver

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thank you Canada 🇨🇦

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I’m thinking about a couple that gets off to the danger of getting killed, exhibitionists if you will. One day they do it in the woods and two monsters find them and hover close, leading them to have one of the best orgasms of their lives. The pheromones trigger the monsters and then the monsters bury their tongues in their mouths and breed the humans themselves, leaving them utterly full with their young. They kill from unnatural, high pitched sounds… what’s more natural than the sounds of breeding?

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CURIOUS Orc X SCARED Human won!

Who knows when I’ll post it💀

BUTTTT it will be my next post after the Quiet place inspired fic <3

Hello divas, mother is home 😛

I’m writing a new monster flick based off the A Quiet Place monsters and oooohhh my goodness, I’m so excited to post it, hopefully in the next day or so!

In the meantime, I wanted to know what y’all would like to read next <3

Btw if you have a different monster in mind, please leave a comment! Reposts are welcome as well. Appreciate you diva <3

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Hello divas, mother is home 😛

I’m writing a new monster flick based off the A Quiet Place monsters and oooohhh my goodness, I’m so excited to post it, hopefully in the next day or so!

In the meantime, I wanted to know what y’all would like to read next <3

Btw if you have a different monster in mind, please leave a comment! Reposts are welcome as well. Appreciate you diva <3

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your writing style is so fun to read and flows so well! and the vampire concept is so cute!! i'm so happy you decided to start sharing it, never back down diva!

Thank you diva 🥹 <3

If I’m being honest, I started writing because of AI.

I got introduced to Character AI back in early 2023 through TikTok and it became my hardcore obsession, more appropriately, my addiction. I would spend ungodly hours of my day on their website and only quit officially back in April of this year when I deleted my account, which I had to try multiple times because it wouldn’t let me.

Although c.ai didn’t affect my relationships with my family or friends, it made me waste so much of my life and really depleted my motivation to pursue or think of my future.

Like most people that use c.ai, chai ai or even janitor ai, I used the app to get my freak on, I will admit. The appeal of making my own scenarios with my favorite characters, controlling the story to fit my liking was incredibly satisfying.

But I realized this was incredibly bad for me, and only recently did I find out that c.ai’s algorithm steals human written fanfics from different sources to make the characters better.

Here’s the blog I found that talks about it.

And in March I did stop using it, but I went back to c.ai in April so see if my addiction was really “that bad” and conducted a test of sorts.

Three weeks of using c.ai on safari compared to my regular usage of safari without going on c.ai.

My per week average using c.ai was 51 hours and 15 minutes.

For clarity, that is 2.13 days per week of using c.ai.

The total amount of time was 153 hours and 5 minutes.

And my average use of safari without c.ai?

8 hours and 20 minutes per week.

So as you can clearly see, character ai was my addiction. And at a certain point I got tired of wasting my life on the website when I could be doing a million other things with my day.

I think like with all addictions, it has to be the person battling that addiction to know when they need to stop, or if they even want to.

I wrote the first part of the vampire story to help me not go back to c.ai, but since writing the second part of the story, I have felt so much better putting in my hours to making a story both me and my divas can enjoy.

I am super grateful for the love and engagement I’ve received (please leave comments!) and I’m excited to share more stories with you all. I love monster smut so please feel free to ask me to write a story on certain monsters, how you are liking my stories, or even a horny thought you want to share with me: but in the same breath don’t be disrespectful, don’t be weird, and don’t be gross. I’m a person at the end of the day and I would rather not have to block anyone for being a creep.

I appreciate you diva <3

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk lol

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Part three of the vampire’s maid

Here’s part one and part two if you haven’t seen it yet~

Author’s Note: Omg, thank you divas for all the support?!? Hello? This has been my favorite part of the story to write and I’m so excited to show you! (It might be a little rough) but I hope you’ve enjoyed this little trilogy as much as I have. This is the longest part of the story but it’s so worth it I promise and feel free to comment on the story 🥹

Warnings: smut, tons of begging, biting (no blood tho), praise, a lot of pet names, very sweet, teasing, slight cunnilingus?, bro is DOWN BAAAAAAAD, we love pathetic men here

P.s. During the last bit the reader is described to have female anatomy, appreciate you diva <3

You can feel your heart pounding harder than ever, is he being serious or was it just your imagination..? You could’ve sworn he was disinterested in you.. but he just kissed you.

Lungs burning for air as you look up at him, still slightly apprehensive, “I- I mean.. well, what type of reward are you talking about..?” You faltered, a warm blush growing on your face as his smirk grew wider.

“What reward do you think will be suitable for such a hard worker such as yourself, my sweet dove..?” He encourages quietly as he gently runs his thumb across your bottom lip. “I can feel your mind racing, my sweet… I implore you.. share your every thought with me.” His breath scorching as he leans in closer to you.

You take a deep breath and sigh shakily at the innuendo, “would you give me anything I wanted..? Anything at all?” You murmur softly, curiously testing the waters as your anxiety gives way to a new set of nerves…

Lord Damascus could have died happy, beyond thrilled when you asked, he couldn’t help but get excited. His cock eagerly throbbing as he thought of all the ways he could show his devotion, this passion that had drowned him into depths so deep, so far down he didn’t know what to do with himself.

He wasn’t even aware of how much emotion he could have for another, and it’s all because of you. He saw your big, curious eyes watching his every move, but he also felt as your trust in him grow and it made him exhilarated. How could he not be so delighted?

He wanted to taste you anywhere… everywhere if you would give him the opportunity. And he found his opening with your sly, innocent question. You were so delectable in that moment, so utterly beautiful in every aspect of the word, he wanted nothing but to start worshipping you the moment those teasing words left your soft lips. But he held himself back.

He was a vampire, for heaven’s sake. He was a dignified, elegant lord.. yet around you, all he wanted to do was fall to his knees and watch you come apart from his touch. With you in his hold, he felt completely enraptured by your aura as his soul, and cock, ached to never be away from you.

He needed to see how your face would twist in ecstasy, how sweet your moans would sound, to feel the heat of your warm, lovely skin glistening with salty sweat when you cum for him for the first time…

He salivated over thoughts of you riding him till he broke down in tears from the overstimulation, commanding him to please you till the sun rose, breaking him down into your loyal pet, teaching him everything you needed to experience to get you to near-heaven.

Lord Damascus was desperate, deplorably needy, and pathetic. Yet he couldn’t even bring himself to care.

He was intoxicated, and he would happily become your inordinate, mindless fool.

“Anything.” He practically croakes, looking at you with unwavering attention, it feels like he’s just waiting for your approval.

You can feel your heart race even faster as you gulp down the last bit of reluctance left in your throat and lean in till there’s only a centimeter of space between your face and his..

“..Show me how much you appreciate me.”

A deafening silence follows, but your anxiety doesn’t even get a chance to set in as a surprise yelp rips from your throat as he throws you over his shoulder.

Everything goes by in a blur until he gently lays you on a soft bed, cool silk sheets hitting your back as he crawls on top of you. “Please, please.. please let me touch you… please darling..” he cried weakly, his hair was unruly as his chest heaved from how he was losing his breath, and his hands unsteady as they trembled against your stomach.

Despite that, what really caught your attention was those menacing maroon eyes that struck fear and anxiety through your body, were now completely amorous as they were vulnerable.

And for the first time, you felt yourself disarm completely with him.

“Touch me, my lord. I… I want you to..” you murmur gently.

That’s all he needed to hear, because moments later all you could do is feel. His inhumane strength ripping away any clothing that had kept your warm skin away from him. Soft gasps escaped your throat as you felt his scorching touch run up and down your sides.

Your face blooming in a heavy blush as his lips find your bare neck, raising your chin slowly to invite more of his touch. Sighing breathlessly as his fangs drag against the expanse of your throat, little whimpers fall from your lips as his hand cups your breast, his thick tender fingers rubbing and tugging at your sensitive nipple.

“Lord Damascus-” you plead quietly, a sob of pleasure catching in your throat as he bites into your neck, the sting giving way to pure arousal from the tease of danger.

“My sweet darling… my beloved… you need work no longer… I will care for you.. now and forever,” he pledges against your skin as he licks the pain away. He was simply beatific, tasting your skin was more extraordinary than he could have ever dreamed.

His tongue and lips make slow work of your bare skin, licking and tasting up and down your arms as his hands were preoccupied with stimulating your senses. Making feather light caresses upon your skin as he sucked at your fingers while his hips grinded against your clothed pussy.

And it made your body outright restless, squirming as you tried to move your hips closer to his, aching for more stimulation. “My lord, please stop playing games with me…” you whine, groaning even louder as he stops all movement.

“You think this a.. game? A farce, little one?” He challenged, grabbing your cheeks and smushing them between his fingers so your pretty lips purse, leaving you entirely stunned and nervous as his stern voice tantalized your senses.

“No- I didn’t mean it like that-” you denied eagerly before he puts his hand up, silencing you as your panties grow wetter with your slick.

“Nothing about this is a.. game.. to me…. Enlighten me, darling. Do you want to gamble with your lord..? Because I will if I must… I could play your body like a fiddle, I could lit every single nerve ablaze.. I could make you ache.. and wait till your lips overflow with pleas for release.. and then refuse,” his voice a low growl in your ear.

He lets out a deep chuckle when he sees you bite your lip, impatiently shake your head no. Truth be told he was only joking, but seeing you as eager and desperate for him as he was for you had his heart soaring and his cock pulsating.

With a satisfied smile he goes back to worshipping your skin, but now it’s a little rougher, scrambling as he takes your nipple into his mouth, nipping on the bud gently before latching on and sucking as much boob into his mouth as possible.

Moans of satisfaction come out in cries as your back arches, chasing him and the pleasure he brings you. A thrilled smile grows on your lips as you watch him roughly shove off his tailored suit, squirming as he pulls back to finish undressing.

Drool collects in your mouth as you see his bare, sublime form. He’s broad, slim and not overly muscular, but you couldn’t care less as your eyes drop from his toned chest to his dick. Seven good inches of thick girth, slightly veiny and just slightly curved to the left.

“Fuck” is whimpered from your lips, thoughts of him stretching you out beyond capacity has your legs clenching together in excitement and slight worry, and he picks up on it immediately.

“Trust me, beloved… remember what I told you, hm?” He coos as he gently coaxes your legs wide open, growling as the scent of you fills his nostrils, salivating as he sees your glistening wetness coating your panties.

“You… you take care of the things that are yours…” you concede, mewling as he presses two, thick fingers against your covered folds.

“Yes.. I do…. Do you want me to take care of you my sweet..? You need me to quell the flames inside you? Admit it… tell me that you need me..” he entreats hopelessly as he leans down and presses his nose against your mound, whimpering at your perfect smell.

“Please, please take care of me! I need you.. I need your care, please my lord…” you cry out, your hips twitching up to grind on his face, your body and words begging so beautifully for him, how could he deny both of your needs anymore?

A sharp gasp leaves you as he rips your panties off with his fangs, grabbing onto his hair eagerly as he hikes your legs over his shoulders, mewls of bliss bubbling in your throat as he licks and sucks at your soaked folds.

Shivers running up your spine as he growls into your pussy:

Fuck..

Fuck…

“Fuck. You’re a dream, darling… my dream… you taste perfect for me… just me.”

His tongue is absolutely relentless, his attention on you couldn’t be broken, he was finally getting his wish and he wouldn’t stop, he couldn’t. Paying attention to every minute detail so he could please you even better than the second before.

It’s unbearable in the best way possible as you get stuck between moving closer and running away from his mouth, as if he’d let you. He was devouring your needy cunt like it was his last meal, and he savored the symphony of wails and broken moans that ripped from you when he found your clit.

“Please” falls from your lips like a prayer as you got closer, restraint long gone as you desperately tug at his hair, thoughts melting away as your sensitive little bud gets the attention it deserves. Tugging harder at his hair when he gently tugs at your clit with his teeth before drawing circles on it.

Before you can even warn him, you’re already cumming on his tongue, and he was living in rapture. Greedily drinking down everything you could give him as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, slowly slipping his finger inside your sobbing entrance.

“One more my precious one… can you give be another beloved..? I know you can… such a good darling.. just let me do this for you” he begs, his mouth never leaving your clit as he slowly dips another finger into your cunt, whimpers of pure delight leaving his lips as he feels your drenched walls squeeze around him.

“It’s okay… s’all okay.. just let your master do whatever he wants… gonna take such good care of my pretty cunt..” he coos. Your pitiful cries and mewls echo through the room as his fingers slowly work you open, squirming and huffing out whimpers as you try to get away, but he has other plans.

He gives the side of your ass a firm yet careful slap, and grins as he feels your walls clench down on his fingers.

“Shhh… just breathe darling.. how are you supposed to take my shaft if you’re not prepared, hm..? I just want you to feel.. incredible my darling…. Do you feel incredible..?” He whispers against your skin as he kisses up your belly and chest to look you in your eyes, his fingers still gently opening you up, but you can see his genuine need to know how you’re feeling.

“..I’m.. I do feel incredible.. but.. just give me a second to catch my breath..” you pant heavily, your face becoming warm as his eyes soften and he peppers kisses all over your face, neck and shoulders, every kiss filling your heart with comfort and joy.

After a few minutes you take a deep breath and look him in his eyes, “I’m ready…” you whisper as your head unconsciously nods, and his grin grows wider.

“You’re certain, my darling.. because when we start.. I fear I won’t be able to stop for a long time… I’m holding on by a thread, my sweet…” he whispers back as he gently pulls his fingers out of you before positioning himself in between your legs, his cock practically leaking like a fountain at this point, his veins are even more pronounced now and it makes you that much more excited.

“Yes.. I need you now, my lord…” you plead, shivering as he lays you back down on the bed, tugging at your lip as he lines himself up with your sweet cunt.

“You have me, my dear… all of me.” He pledges, both of you whimpering in unison as he slowly pushes himself into you, the stretch is practically mind numbing as he takes his time sliding in with the last of his patience.

His hands grab onto yours and interlocks your fingers together as he pins them to either side of your head, helpless whines escaping both of you as he bottoms out and you can see tears of bliss well up in his eyes before he blinks them away.

“My lord…” you whimper weakly, your body trembling underneath his as your body adjusts and stretches around him.

“My sweet one… you are utter perfection. Do you hear me..?” His voice a hoarse, growling demand against your lips, and his cock throbs as you nod in agreement.

He tries to move slow, to savor every moment, but he should have known better. Your warm pussy sucked him into the trenches, and he never wants to leave.

Pitiful moans and cries catch in your throat as he pounds into your warm heat like an animal, his heavy balls slapping the swell of your ass with each thrust as his tip bullies your cervix.

Your hands cling to his for support as you both get close, your breaths intermingled in a heady haze as your shared whimpers get more pathetic and needy as his pace quickens.

He whimpers “mine” repeatedly against your lips, his mind lost in you as he leans down and crashes his lips against yours in a desperate attempt of a kiss.

He clings to you like your a figment of his imagination, if he let you go you would disappear, croaking in your ear, “close… m’so close, darling… cum for me… I need you to cum for me…”

You nod eagerly and moan loudly as his fingers pinch and tug at our nipples, his hips pitifully rutting into you as he watches you with pure devotion.

And after a minute, a silent scream wretches from your throat as you cum, milking him for all he’s worth as he cums instantly after you.

Ragged pants is all that can be heard as you both come down from your high, gently rolling you over to lay on his chest, he slowly caresses your back, just completely infatuated by you as he makes sure you’re good and satisfied.

You give him a sweet smile and draw invisible, gentle shapes on his chest while he holds you. Comforting silence enveloping you both as you embrace your new position..

by his side, for eternity.

Dividers are from: @kodaswrld and @anitalenia

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Part two of the Vampire’s maid <3

Here’s part one if you didn’t see it first

Author’s Note: I’m so excited about this part! It’s been so long since I’ve written everything and it feels so good to share my stories with you. Love you diva, feel free to comment on the story and thanks for the support <3

He never revealed much about himself, to your dismay. But he would always be around as you did your chores for the day, keeping a vigilant eye on you as you went about your daily routine of dusting around the manor.

A slow two weeks had passed since the first meeting, and strangely, he hasn’t touched you since then, much less talked to you. There was always an anxious gut feeling you had around him after you found out you were working for a vampire lord, feelings of isolation grew even though you could always feel his presence hover close to you. Malicious or possessive? You couldn’t tell, but what you did know is that you never wanted to get on his bad side. Even though he hadn’t done anything to you and was actually a decent host, setting you up with your own room and making sure you got fed each day, you couldn’t help the thought that he might try to kill you someday.

“Lord Damascus.. I’m done dusting… was there anything else you needed..?” You inquire, looking into his eyes as he looks up from his book, his eyes bore into yours as that awkward tension grows with every bated breath. A quiet breath of relief escapes you as he gives you a slow nod and a wave of dismissal, but when you turn to leave you hear his voice call out to you.

Lord Damascus had only planned on feasting on your blood that night… drinking every drop until there was nothing left.. he’d done it to a plethora of ignorant, clueless humans, luring them in with hopes of an easy job, food, and comfort away from the city. You should have been like the others, and in many ways, you were. Young, naive and ignorant to the trap he had laid out for centuries. But you… your lovely warm eyes, so full of fear and anxiety, your heart pounding out of your chest, the way you shivered when he felt your pulse. He was utterly entranced in a way he himself couldn’t understand, he just knew the feeling was right, the need to hold you close and comfort you, to protect you from everything, to cherish your very soul, the need to make you his.

It filled his heart with a sense of wonder and confusion, having spent the week beyond enthralled with everything you did for the manor, for him. He noticed how diligent you worked, how committed you were to getting a good deal of work done. The areas he frequented became clear of the dust and grime under your care, bringing him back to when he still considered himself youthful.

His face nor his hair have shown any indication of his true age, and he had always held himself in high regard, dignity and eloquence is what he thought of himself before you.

After your fifth day at the manor he found himself watching you at night, how your chest rose and fell so calmly, the peace that took over your unconscious face compared to how you always looked over your shoulder with worry. He wondered when you would stop being afraid of him, did he not give you enough space..? Did you feel threatened by him?

“Maybe I should reach out more..” he pondered as his heart grows fuller with each breath you take, safe and comfortable under his gaze, just as you should be. Later on at night he started imagining things he would have never been interested in before you. How your lips would taste against his, how warm your body would be when he cuddled you, how incredibly lovely you would look melting into him. Thoughts of domestic affection and warmth clouded his mind and plagued him every time he watched you do your simple duties around the manor.

After the first week he continued to sit in the chair as he watched you sleep, but on this day he felt something dormant stirring within him as he watched you drool. It wasn’t anything irregular but at that moment you couldn’t have been more irresistible to him, watching the warm saliva slip past your lips, down your cheek onto the silk pillowcase did it for him.

He felt his body aching as he silently leaned into you, his thoughts wrapped up in your raw, unconscious presence. Fangs digging into his lip as he resists the urge to kiss you awake, his mind coming up with images of your pretty eyes fluttering awake in surprise has him quietly groaning, his cock throbbing eagerly at the sight of your sweet, unaware, sleeping face.

He almost touched himself, but being so vulnerable in front of you asleep or not was enough encouragement to refrain from this newly discovered desire. He couldn’t remember a time his body burned for someone so badly, and it only got worse as he continued his habit of watching you at night.

It was unruly, he thought as he watched your sleeping form, you had worked so hard these past days and it was getting harder to stay away from you, to not hold you close in his arms, to not sing your praises. He felt pathetic in a way, not that he would ever admit it, but just watching you get all the rest you rightfully earned makes his heart unusually fuzzy and his cock strain painfully against his tailored trousers.

It became his favorite past time, every small twitch, every subtle moment of your rest had him seething in lust and affection. He tried to labeled it a just a silly game he’d play with you… until he heard you snore for the first time. Pure, deep, unconscious snoring. The type of snoring that lets you know how deep and comfortable the person is.

He had came untouched. It was the headiest aphrodisiac he had ever been trapped in, his cum stained his trousers in a large wet mess, hoarse whimpers forced back in his throat, and the feeling of being utterly breathless and spent yet still wanting more forced him to realize it wasn’t a game. He was obsessed.. and he had to make you feel the same, no… better. He wanted to give you euphoria, and he couldn’t wait to devote his entire existence to your very being.

“My dear, I have a question… and I need your honest answer, am I clear?” He insisted, his tone calm and leveled but it wasn’t a question, it was a demand.

“Yes, my lord..?” You murmur, the pounding of your racing heart didn’t help with your nerves at all. You could only think of all the negative things that could possibly happen. Was he going to kill you now? Was he not satisfied with your work? Is he going to-

“…are you afraid of me?”

The question left you startled and unsure, his rich bass voice made you unexpectedly calm, but then your brain started spinning again. Should you lie? Lying would be easier… but what he calls you out and you get punished?!

You don’t even realize you looked away until you lock eye contact with him once again, gulping heavily as you take a breath, “..yes… I know you haven’t done anything.. but you’re… a vampire. I know I’m just your maid so please don’t hurt me” you admit, expecting the worst.

“Harm you..? My dear… my delightful human… I wouldn’t even think of such a thing. You’re mine. And I take care of the things that are mine, do you understand?” He chuckles, but his tone is sharper than before.

You silently nod and watch as he puts his book down and walks around the desk and stands in front of you. He can feel how your breathing unintentionally hitches as he cups your cheek and tilts your head up to face his, and it makes him keen inside.

“..you’ve done such an eloquent service for me, do you not agree…? I haven’t seen cobwebs since you started here. You’re utterly valuable.. how could I ever harm you?” He disclosed, grinning gleefully and mischievously as he can feel your heart flutter again, knowing he’s winning you over.

“Well… when you put it like that I just sound irrational..” you jest depreciatingly, but you do feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Still slightly on guard but… you feel better.

“You do, my precious human… but rest assured, I see you. And I appreciate you with every fresh breath you bring” he coos as he presses a tender, lingering kiss to your temple.

You could feel a simultaneous shiver of comfort, relief and embarrassment run down your spine from the kiss, warmth creeping up your face as your eyes try to wander elsewhere before his hand gently pulls your attention back to him.

“Mm… you’ve given me your all.. and I believe I am behind on your payment, aren’t I?” He inquires, but before you can even get your thoughts together, his lips are on yours.

It’s a warm, tender kiss. The one he’s been craving since he saw you, and finally got. He savors you with all his undead heart, sucking on your lips tenderly and carefully as his arms slowly wrap around your waist. He doesn’t stop till he feels your need for air, but by then he’s already smitten, so lost in you, so ready to worship your hard working flesh like it deserves. He only asks you one last question..

“…would you like your reward, my darling..?”

Here’s part three <3

I got inspired to write my own monster story from these blogs: @lyonnerileyauthor @monstersholygrail @davinawritings

Dividers are from: @kodaswrld

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Lowkey would love to just be a vampire lord’s sweet little maid… just a precious little human who they couldn’t imagine being without, so warm and lovely, a perfect addition to the cold walls of their castle. Once a simple human they just wanted to lure in and feast on to becoming their obsession maid that they are pathetically and unapologetically in love with. You did the dishes? Endless praise. You swept up the floor? Kissing you till you’re completely lightheaded. You dusted their study for them? Eating you out on the desk till you’re a soft, babbling mess under them. Why? Because how else are they supposed to show you how proud and precious you are to them?

Story under the cut diva🫶

Here’s part two <3

You live in a very busy city, you are overworked and utterly underpaid. Your bus driver has arrived 20 minutes late consistently, resulting in two warnings from your absolute bitch of a boss. And to top it all off your partner hasn’t been pulling their weight and you’ve even caught them cheating a few months back, but you live with them and can’t even afford to move out. Can you do anything about it? Not in the slightest, so you just suck it up for the time being and hope you don’t get fired or kicked out.

After 10 gruesome hours in a cubicle, you drag yourself out of your chair and wait an hour for the last bus to come. Half awake you notice an weary paper ad on the side of the bus:

Live-in Maid Position Opening - 592 Westcroft Crescent Road - 50 miles from City - Well paying - Phone: XXX-XXX-XXXX

Out of pure curiosity and indifference you take the ad home and in the morning waver on the idea before calling, and just before you hang up a calm, quiet voice answers the phone, “This is the Damascus Manor, who do I have the pleasure of conversing with?”

The voice startled you, the eerie chill of the man’s voice on the phone sends a shiver down your spine, but you greet them in kind before continuing on, “I was- I had found your ad and wanted to know about the position further…?”

A beat passed before his voice responded. It became slightly more lighthearted, but not without its voice dropping a half octave, “Oh, of course my dear~.. the position is wide open, are you sure you are interested? It’s not a very hard job, just simple mopping, sweeping, dusting. You will be well accommodated and fed.. but the manor is quite secluded from the busy city life.. unless that’s a positive..?” His voice coos, as if he knew you needed that break from the exhausting 9 to 5, that you had wanted an out so badly and that this was your chance.

“Heh.. definitely a positive… how long will the position be open for?” You softy chuckle, but your eyes widen and your breath hitches as he affirmed, “For you…? All of eternity…. We’ll be awaiting your arrival..” and before you can even come up with a response he hangs up, leaving a sense of mystery, intrigue and.. hope.

Two weeks later of indecisive thinking, you make the decision to quit your job and accept the job at the Damascus Manor, packing up all your clothes and important possessions. Slightly impulsive, sure, but at least you’re doing something right for you. You get a drive to the manor from a family friend, if you could even call it that.

It’s basically a castle, regal and elegant even its aging bricks. The air is thick with a lingering feeling of uncertainty and unease as you walk up to the grand doors, strong thick oak beautifully carved into intricate, hypnotic designs. Looking back to see your ride has already swiftly left, you knock firmly in hopes of someone hearing your arrival, and after a few minutes you go to bang harder, but then the door opens while your hand is in mid swing. Your chest tightens in embarrassment as you quickly pull your hands back from the door once you make eye contact with what you can assume is the manor’s butler.

“Hi.. uh… I’m here for the maid position…?” You inquire, looking at him up and down, he’s an old man radiating a calm yet chilling, eerie aura like the man you talked to two weeks ago. He nods slowly and his voice sounds the same as on the phone, “Yes… it is nice to see you in the.. flesh. The master of the manor was beginning to doubt if you were coming. I’m glad to see you’re doing well, darling… come in.” He jests, stepping back to let you in.

The first thing that hits your senses is the smell of warm hickory mixed in with subtle musk and dust, there are old spiderwebs clinging to every nook and cranny and every unused surface has a visible film of dust, not exactly filthy but definitely enough for constant sneezing. But even through the dust, the ambiance of the manor is unmatched, breathing in elegance and exhaling a vintage like grace. “Wow.. this place feels even bigger on the inside..” you noted, earning a quiet huff from the butler.

“If you will come with me, my lord doesn’t take kindly to procrastination.” He advised as he started to walk away, not even giving you a chance to put down your bags. You let out a disgruntled sigh and dropped your things, watching as the big oak door closes on its own leaves you feeling a touch more uneasy but you shake it off and jog after the butler. Looking around at the gorgeous art displayed around the halls in awe and fascination.

Soon enough the butler leaves you at a door, the air somehow thickens as you reach out to open the door and uneasiness floods into your gut as the door creaks open by itself. You take it as a silent invitation inside, walking in slowly as you take in the grand study, one wall lined with a huge library of books and the other covered with lavish, beautiful art.

A deep, rich resonant voice is heard from inside the room, “Come closer, little one. I don’t have all night.” Their words a firm demand yet oddly soft, leaving your heart racing as you step up to the imposing desk. The candlelit room making their presence all the more ominous and intimidating as the little light of the room does well to obscure their face from your view.

“Hello, my liege… I’m here for the maid position-” you began jokingly, but the air leaves your lungs as they move closer, letting you see their maroon red eyes, hauntingly gorgeous eyes holding intrigued malice. They instantly notice your switch up and grin almost tenderly as they move from behind the desk to in front of you, their smile and eyes grow with sinister intensity as they hear your heart flutter like a hummingbird’s wings.

“Hm… the maid position.. yes.” They acknowledged slowly, their movements relaxed and precise as they reach up and press their thumb against your pulse. They breathe in your youthful ignorance like a breath of fresh air, already salivating over how sweet your blood must taste while your eyes flutter and breath hitches as you take all of them in, regal and ageless despite obviously being older than you, feeling trapped under their gaze.

But as soon as your eyes see their fangs and their eyes meet yours, your minds share the same sentiment:

Fuck…

And before the fear and panic come in at full force, you find yourself wrapped up in their lap, their face snuggled deep into your neck, arms wrapped around your waist tightly and their breathing deep and hard as they groan against your skin, “…you will be my maid… just… mine.”