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Alucard lobby animations from Dead By Daylight: Castlevania

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Alucard lobby voice lines from Dead By Daylight: Castlevania

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polna 💋💋

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testing this brush aand not mine type but it will be cool for colouring i think 🧐

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Dracula & Trevor Belmont will be joining the Dead by Daylight universe on August 27

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Trevor Belmont x reader (Dracula’s daughter) she escapes from the castle early on and travels with sypha and later meets Trevor. Adrian isn’t too happy about the relationship, Dracula’s even more upset when he gets his daughter back and confronts her about it.

I got super caried away writing this. I have to say this has some of my favorite dialogs, I hope you enjoy it. 

The Night Princess - Trevor x Reader [Dracula’s Daughter] 

“How is it that a Dhampir is traveling with Speakers?” The man who called himself Trevor Belmont asks you with a rather… disrespectful tone.

“A year ago my father lost it after my mother died and decided to wipe out humanity and I couldn’t stand by his side while he killed innocents. I found Sypha and the Speakers a few months ago and they told me about the prophecy so I joined them.”

“Your father… You’re Dracula’s daughter?”

“Yes.”

“This should be quite the family reunion. Are you sure you’re okay with killing your own father?”

“No. But he has to be stopped before he does any more harm.”

You put your hand on your chest over the place where you felt had been slashed open shortly after leaving the castle. You knew there and then that Dracula had gone too far and hurt your twin brother. But that didn’t take away from the guilt you felt, you should’ve waited for him so that the two of you could leave together.

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Your throat closed and your heart shattered in a million pieces. Your mother is dead. That’s what he told you.

“Wha- what happened?” You ask him your voice cracking and the tears running hot down your cheeks.

��The church. They took her away and burned her for witchcraft. This woman who took joy in healing them.” He pauses and clenches his fist “That’s how they repay her? Humanity once again has proven to me that they are unworthy of walking on this earth and I shall kill all of them!”

“Father… Not all of them did this the church did. Punish them, and only them. Innocent people don’t have to die, that’s not what she would have wanted.”

“How are all of them not deserving of my wrath? They could have done something! But they refused and rejoiced in her death! I will have no more of their hypocritical savagery!”

“You are right father. We shall have no more of this.” He caresses your face wiping away your tears.

“I have preparations to do my child.” You nod in agreement.

“May I be excused? I need a moment to myself.”

“Yes, of course little one.”

Now that you were alone in your room you had no time to grief, you needed a plan and you needed to think fast. Your father had gone mad and you couldn’t allow this to unfold. Damn it! Where’s Adrian when I need him? You wait until your father is distracted enough using the mirror to sneak out of the castle. With a heavy heart you give your home a quick last look and keep moving forward. You had to figure out a way to save people from your father’s wrath.

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“Stop! Don’t hurt him!” You had finally found Sypha and Trevor after the ground fell beneath them..

“Why?” Trevor asks

“Because I’m her brother.”

Adrian stands up and you run into his arms. He holds you tight for a second and then he releases you.

“I thought you were dead. I felt when he hurt you, I should’ve gone back to make sure you were safe, forgive me.”

“There’s nothing to forgive sister, I’m alright now and so are you.”

“It doesn’t matter. We were together before we were born and we should stay together always.”

“We will.”

You hear Trevor clearing his throat and turn from your brother to look at him.

“So the floating vampire Jesus here is your twin? Could’ve included that on the Dracula is my father talk don’t you think?”

“I thought he was dead. It wasn’t relevant.”

“She said you aren’t relevant blondie… This isn’t -”

“Belmont stop it!” Sypha interrupted him, “What happens now?”

“The four of us, we will kill Dracula. Our father needs to be stopped.” You speak. A knot forming down your throat has you say the words we and kill.

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Trevor looked through his many family artifacts a distant look in his eyes, so you decided to approach him.

“Is it all how you remember it was?”

“Mostly.”

“You know, back in the castle we have a place similar to this. Adrian and I used to play hide and seek there. Father wouldn’t be very happy with it until he saw us smiling.  Sometimes he would even join us on the fun and mother would find the three of us making a mess.” There is this sad smile on your face while you tell him this, “We were happy, but it all crashed down and burned into ashes. Much like your home.”

“We’re all fucked up here.” He sits down, back against one of the shelves, “I miss it you know… Running around the house, climbing outside the towers making my mother go crazy, I never thought I would miss her shouting at me, yet here we are.”

“Yes…” You sit by his side and take one of his hands into yours caressing it gently, “You know that you are not alone anymore right? I’m here if you need me.” He looks at you, a hint of hope in his eyes, you smile and lay your head on his shoulders allowing yourself to fall asleep.

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Another useless book placed back in the shelf and you start to lose hope. How in the world you can expect to stop your father if you can’t find a way to get to him?

“Nothing yet sister?” Your brother walks over to you, wearing a look you know all too well.

“No, and what is it that you want Adrian?” You turn to him and cross your arms over you chest.

“Someone is in a mood. And… I want to talk about how I don’t think your growing fondness for the hunter is a good thing.” You narrow your eyes

“I’m sorry, what?”

“ I’m saying that even though you wish for him to fuck you into oblivion you should watch out for the knife that he probably has under his pillow.”

A light flush runs to your cheeks and you clenched your jaw. You couldn’t believe your brother sometimes.

“Seriously? That’s your big concern?  If he has a knife I have fangs.”

Adrian raised one brow “So you do want him to fuck you into oblivion.”

“Maybe… But there’s no time for that just yet.” You look away, a different kind of flush creeping to your cheeks this time.

“You could do better. And don’t forget, he is still a Belmont and you’re still a Dhampir.”

“Fine. Now can you please stop prying into my nonexistent sex life because you yourself need to get laid?”

“I don’t-” A loud banging draws your attention, dust fell from above and the chandeliers trembled. You and Adrian share a look and run towards Trevor and Sypha.

“They found us.” Trevor points out.

“Really observant of you Belmont.” Adrian replies.

“Oh god…”

“Listen, we can’t let them in. A fight underground wouldn’t be good.” You point out.

“She’s right. What should we do then?” Sypha asks.

“The two blood sucking blondes will go up above ground be the first line of attack, I’ll stay here with Sypha being the last line of defense while she finishes the spell.”

“What spell Belmont?”

“The one that can lock your father’s castle in place vampire Jesus.”

“Why didn’t the two of you tell us that?” You ask

“We were but then they began banging on the door. And we don’t have much time, so you two should go!” Sypha said and pointed up, where the dust was still falling and things were starting to hit the ground.

No more needed to be said, you and your brother ran upstairs, the thudding becoming louder with each step.

“Fighting in that narrow corridor should be fun.” Adrian says with disdain has you inch closer to the entrance.

“Maybe we don’t have to.” You are now standing in front of it.  

“What do you mean?”

“I remember the enchantment Sypha said to open it. I can do that and in the second the door vanishes you push whatever is behind it away.”

“Sounds like a plan sister.”

You start reciting the enochian words and the door turns bright blue until it is not there anymore, you hear the woosh when Adrian ran towards the creature and followed right behind him. Pulling your short swords from their sheats you made your advance to the first monster cutting its left arm straight off, when it bents in pain you swing the other blade decapitating it. Coming from behind you can feel when something heavy nears your head, crouching just in time so that it misses for a few inches, turning to face it you see it standing several feet high. You made a move for one of its legs and fail spinning on your heel in time to cut two of its fingers. Enraged the beast swings its arm and sends you flying away until you hit a pile of rocks near by.

You take in the pain for a few seconds closing your eyes, you hear it growling and see it rising its arms above its head ready to crush you beneath it. Rolling to the side you laid your eyes upon one of your swords, making a run for it and dodging another attack you ran towards the remains of a nearby tower and using its walls has a propeller you flipped above the beast carving the blade in its scull braking it when gravity pulled you down, using your hands to support your body has you break the fall you roll and turn in time to see the creature fall dead in front of you.

You smirked, satisfied with your victory, scouting the grounds you see Adrian finishing of another creature and then you felt it, claws tearing through your left shoulder and you were lifted above the ground. You screamed in pain and anger trying to fight the flying creature’s grip to no avail, using the other talon it held you by the chest and flew away. In a faint distance you could hear your brother screaming for you.

Trevor decided to see what was going on outside and when arriving on the top side he found Adrian surrounded by dead beasts but no sign of you.

“Where is she Alucard? Where is your sister?”

“It took her away.”

“Where?”

“Home.”

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You were dropped in the cold floor with a loud thud, you knelt on the ground holding your wounded shoulder with your right hand. I should drink blood more often. Taking a deep breath you held yourself up and right in front of you was your father, sitting on his throne the expression in his face was ranging from disappointment to anger, you thought you saw a hint of relief there as well.

“Hello father.”

“Daughter.”

He graciously stands up and walks over to you painfully slowl while coming down the stairs;

First Step “You agree with me and then run away?” second step, “To fight for the very people who killed your mother?” third step. “You choose humans over your own blood?” With each word his voice grew louder, “You consort with a Belmont, a man that exists for the soul purpose to kill your kind.” Your heart beats fast on your chest the sound loud and deafening.

“You and your brother betrayed me to side with them!” You flinch, “Why?”

“Because you forget father, we are humans too. Just like mother was, just like you once were. The mistake of few don’t make way for a punishment upon many. This isn’t right, this isn’t what mother would have wanted for you or us, and you know this just has much as I do. But you allowed your grief to cloud your judgment.”

“How can you not see their faults my child? How can you not see that they are deserving of their doom?”

“I see their faults father, believe me. But I also see their kindness. Humans aren’t to blame for their ignorance. Over this past year I’ve met people who, like mother, were good, and kind and wanted something better for the world. People that deserve to live.”

“There are so few of them child. Their wrong doings outweigh their good deeds.”

“There are few that given the opportunity to bring alight a brighter future can change this world. But you have to stop father. Stop this nonsense, stop the killing.”

“That is what your mother used to say to me and look where this path took her.”

“Are you even listening to me? Genocide will not bring her back, will not stop your hurting, and it is not justice or vengeance.”  

“You are the one who is not listening! They lie and kill and torture in the name of their god. They betray and are seen as saints, their horrendous acts justified by their beliefs.”

“Very ironic don’t you think? You told me that they were hypocrites and savages, yet here you are doing what you yourself accuse them of.”  

“How dare you?”

“I see what has to be done, this is how I dare. You crossed a line father, can you not see? You almost killed your son! Your daughter is being hunted and attacked at your command, you are spilling your own blood!”

“You betrayed your own blood! How is that any different?”

“I didn’t betray you. I chose life.”

“Than you shall have it. You shall have your own life as you watch them burn like your mother did!”

“They’ll come for you. You will never win father.”

“We’ll see about that.I can only hope you care for your hunter pet enough to have a glimpse of my pain when I rip his heart out in front of you.”

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- Medusa

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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets."

Myself and a friend were going to start a little art club between us where we took the time to do one piece of art, say every month. This one was based on our first prompt, where we generated three random words and then drew something based on those words.

The words for this were: Mortality. Hell. Wine

I knew immediately what I wanted to draw.

Alas, the art club was cut almost immediately short due to my friend having some personal issues, and we put it on the back-burner, but not before I completed my piece.

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Stephanie Gale is here!

“Evenin’, all! Nice day out here, ain’t it?” 

“The name’s Stephanie Gale, but you can call me Steph. I’m a courier by trade, and distance is no issue - no matter how far you need somethin’ flown, I’m at your service!”

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I’m starting to get back into RPing so I figured I’d warm up with my harpy OC here! A few fun facts about her for those interested: 

Stephanie doesn’t typically sleep in a bed if she’s by herself. She prefers to sleep hanging upside-down like a bat, using her wings as a feathery cocoon. That said, she’d sleep in a bed with a partner if she had one. 

She has an affinity for vampires, derived from some past misadventures. She has since made a point to befriend or offer her services to any that she comes across, to maintain a positive relationship with them; she now feels very much at home in their company, for better or for worse. 

She speaks with a Cockney accent. 

Ideally, I'm looking to find someone who wouldn't mind RPing as Dracula (Castlevania version in particular, or 2004 Van Helsing) with this adventurous harpy, but I'm open to hearing any alternative ideas of course! More info about Stephanie is available to anyone interested.

Thanks, everybody!

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Commissions Open!

I have open slots going. If you have an idea you wish to discuss, you're welcome to DM me! I promise to not bite, unless you're into that.

To anyone who's familiar with my commissions; I needed to make a couple small adjustments on my guidelines and pricing. So I suggest looking over it again, just in case.

For examples of my work, you can check out my AO3 here!

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A Sequel Of Decay - Part 1 - Alucard x Queen!Reader

I had to split this or else it would have been way too long, and to be honest I don’t know how many more parts I’ll write, this started as a HC and now it’s a whole damn story. Hope y’all will enjoy it! Also, I didn’t proof read this thing, so sorry for any mistakes. 

- Medusa

                                                                -X-

Alucard had taken upon himself to do as his father did and travel through the world of men. It was a vast place with much to be learned from, and a welcomed distraction from his life’s woes. He found himself in this peculiar little Kingdom. There was this aura about these lands that he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, which made it all the more interesting and worth exploring.

The sun was setting in the sky, shades as bold as tangerines. It sat within that sky, as if it looked over the earth, stretching out with sepia tones to everyone below. Adrian slowly made his way to the inn he had been staying at for the last couple of days. The owner smiled at him when he entered and politely said good evening and asked if he needed anything. Replying the old man he said he didn’t need anything as of now and retired to his room.

It wasn’t anything fancy, but  it was comfortable. A single bed and one nightstand on each side, a door leading to a washroom beside the bed and a small wardrobe was placed on the opposite wall and there was also a chair near the window on the wall adjacent to the wardrobe.

Alucard took off his coat and placed it on the bed before opening the window and feeling the evening breeze caressing his exposed skin and gently moving through his hair. He watched the people going to their homes for supper, others going to the local tavern. The sound of laughter and the occasional fight passed by his ears, but so did the gentle rustle coming from the trees and the hoots of a nearby owl. He leaned on the window sill taking it all in. He had found after a while that these simple things brought him some kind of peace and tranquility. Hearing, smelling and feeling life soothed him. It eased the guilt he felt for killing his father, just a little, but it did. It made him feel like it was worth it.

Taking a deep breath and briefly closing his eyes he backed away from the window and walked to the nightstand where he picked up his journal and sat himself on the chair, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over him. He undid the brown leather ties that kept the journal closed and exposed the yellow pages that were, little by little, being filled with drawings and texts about the things that stood out to him on his recent travels. He picked up a piece of chalk and started drawing a rather gruesome scene he had witnessed that morning.

He was on the market when he heard a commotion, people were gathered in front of this house whispering terrified about something, he could smell blood and death. He followed the scent to the back of the house to an half opened window and that’s where he saw it. The man’s body was laying on the bed, his face contorted in terror. His sternum had been crushed in with such force that the ribs broke and the bones pierced the skin on the sides of his thorax rising to form a terrifying bloody shape on the dead man’s chest. He had never seen something quite like this. Surely who killed this man wasn’t human, now he definitely would have to stay longer in this place to figure out what was going on. He left as soon as a priest entered the room to set a prayer and 4 men started to move the body.

Alucard felt when he arrived to the little Kingdom’s capital that there were forces at play, forces he had yet to know, and with each new line he traced on the paper more questions surfaced in his mind. Maybe Belmont knew what killed the man, Trevor was many things, and a good hunter was one of them. But he couldn’t ask for his help now, he and Sypha were a long way from him, helping people somewhere else. He’d have to deal with this alone, like he did everything else. He was used to it by now, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t painful. Too much at times. He rose his eyes to meet the crescent moon on the sky above and wished, for a fleeting moment, that he wasn’t alone.

Come morning he had just finished bathing when someone knocked on his door, strange, he thought. Opening it he was met by two men wearing an armor with a crest carved in their breastplates. A wolf’s head with a menacing open jaw sat on the middle of the shield and there were two crows, one on each side standing has supporters, below the shield the motto read: Sicut in vita et in morte. As in life so in death. Now that wasn’t a very heartwarming thing to see.

“Lord Tepes?”

“That’s me.”

“Her royal majesty requires your presence for dinner. I advise you not to refuse this invitation my Lord.”

The man’s tone was very convincing. And Alucard was now awfully curious about how did the Queen know of him and what she wanted. He only nodded in response.

“She’ll be expecting you at the ninth hour.” With that the two royal guards left. His stay in this country is getting more interesting and puzzling by the minute.

He dressed himself up and decided to head over to town and ask around to the people about their Queen. He wasn’t going to share a meal with her without some previous knowledge.

Downstairs he met again with the inn’s owner who apologized for the guards bothering him, Alucard politely said there was nothing to be apologized, for he should oblige to his sovereign’s wishes. He left and was met by a bright sun and clear blue sky, there weren’t many people in this area that was closer to the city’s entrance and farther away from the marketplace, which was his current destiny. The more he walked the more movement there was on the streets.

He acted just like another foreigner looking for things to buy and asked lackadaisical about their current monarch, trying not to raise any unnecessary suspicion. Apparently, she was from a very old and disgraced family who had once been a powerful dynasty on the region, and that they had been overthrown. 10 years earlier she had defeated the previous king and restored her family’s name. Some of the people thought of her as an usurper and an afront, a Queen with no husband nor any heirs. Others thought of her as a hero, a woman from a family who had lost everything, had alone taken back the throne and thanks to her they are living in the most prosperous and peaceful years in decades. He was now even more intrigued and looking forward to meet this self made ruler. Now that he thought about it, her crest and motto were not a threat per say, but a show of strength.

The ninth hour was approaching and so he decided to make his way to the castle that stood on the edge of the town. The closer he got the more opposing it’s walls showed themselves to be, and sooner than he thought he found himself standing at it’s gates. He presented himself as Lord Adrian Tepes and the guards allowed him in. Passing through the gate he was met by another man, who guided him along this beautiful garden that soon gave way to a lake that surrounded the castle itself. The main doors being accessible only by a stone bridge carefully constructed over the lake, and it’s sides were covered in flowery vines that perfumed the air around him.

Crossing the doors he was taken through a great hall that met its end on a open room with three sets of stairs, one to the left, other to the right, and one in the middle right in front of him, he was was told the follow that one. It took him to the courtyard and on the other side of it there was yet another flight of stairs, that led to a set of bronze doors guarded by two men that opened the door for him and he found himself in the throne room. The most beautiful he had seen to this day. The stained glass windows went from floor to ceiling in simple but beautiful patterns, on each side of the steps that rose to the throne there were limestone statues of wolves standing on their hind legs, their heads pointed towards the ceiling, the throne in which she sat upon was of white Travertine it’s back shaped like open wings and behind it there was the largest window from where the sunlight came through shining above her making her look ethereal and angelic.

He approached the Queen enough and bowed, his golden hair falling off his shoulders, a curtain in front of his face.   

“Your Majesty. I’m Lord Tepes, I believe you requested my presence.” He rises to meet her eyes, stern and cold.

“You are correct. Welcome Lord Tepes. Have you been enjoying your stay in my country?”

“Yes, I have. It’s a lovely place.”

Alucard could feel magic emanating from her, so powerful it was nearly tangible. What is she? The more time it passed the more questions he had, and he was determined to get answers.

“May I ask how did you know I was here and why have you invited me here your Majesty?”

“I know everything that happens in my domain, who comes and goes? Are they a threat or not?” She pauses, “There’s a reason I have maintained peace here for as long as I have Lord Tepes.” She shifts on her throne bending forward just a little, focusing her eyes on his, almost like if she could see his soul.

“That’s why I invited you here. I want to know what is a Dhampir doing on my lands. And how will I have to deal with you, my Lord.” Her lips curl into the hint of a smile as she figuratively pulls the rug from under him.  

                                                  To be continued. 

Part 2

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How do we catch Alucard’s attention in general👀

how you catch alucard’s attention ཐི❤︎ཋྀ

author note: hi all! woke up today and decided to write something, thank you for the request anon!

• it is easy to catch the dhampir’s attention especially if he loves you or has a crush on you. alucard usually glances at you from across the room and when you catch him he will quickly look away with a blush on his face.

• if you two have not started dating yet and you have been at his castle lending a helping hand to him, he loves when you two can just sit in silence together. if he sees you doing something like cleaning up the mess of the castle without him asking, he would really appreciate it and love you for helping him. he is somewhat ashamed of what he did to his father,,, so you being there for him is a simple way of catching his attention.

• if you’re reading a book that he also really enjoys he will approach you and start a cute conversation about the book. if he sees you sitting underneath a tree enjoying the book he will bring over a basket of foods for you both to enjoy during your conversation.

• alucard is slightly awkward and introverted, he would love if you approached him first. since his heart is set on you he will do his best to approach you with small talk! it’s so cute seeing him with a blush on his face, trying his hardest to be “normal

• hearing you hum to yourself or just you singing is truly music to his keen ears. he can hear exceptionally well and if he hears you from afar singing a nice tune you made it really makes him happy. in a way it reminds him of his mother and how he used to hear her sing throughout the castle.

• showing interest in anything he likes is the perfect way to catch his attention! he appreciates feeling seen. it means a lot to him that you would show interests into all his “silly” habits. whether that be him sewing, reading, or cooking. feel free to join him also!

• finally, just seeing how helpful you are to others. tge way you care for others really appeals to him. you truly are his angel.

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General Alucard Dating Headcanons

A/N: This takes place post Season 4, if he didn’t fall for Greta of course and just became friends with her

He absolutely adores when you call him Adrian, he doesn’t really like being called Alucard by you, since that’s more of his title than his actual name. He didn’t share his real name with you for a bit, but one day he asked you if you could call him by his given name, Adrian, and of course you respected his wish. But there was something about everyone else in the village calling him Alucard or The Alucard, and you were one of the only people to call him by his name. It made you feel special, and it made him feel more close to you when you said his name

It took awhile for him to open up to you fully, after what happened with Sumi and Taka, he needed physical space from you. Physical touch was iffy for him, he had to take baby steps into it with you. First it was linking pinkies, then holding hands, then hugs, and it took a long time for him to finally kiss you. But once he did, he never stopped wanting to, your lips fit perfectly against his and your sweet and love filled kiss didn’t hold any malice or ill intentions. More intimate things like sex would come later into the relationship, but for now you were content with kissing him

HE LOVES CUDDLING WITH YOU. After getting used to you touching him and feeling your arms around him, he felt so safe in them. They held him after nightmares, held him when he cried, held him when he wanted to express his love for you. Likes when you play with his long hair and scratch his scalp, his own hands often scratch your back with his long nails, or his thumbs rub your hips where his hands are rested. When he feels lonely in the castle, he finds you and asks if you to hold him. It never takes much convincing, so you find a comfy place to get comfortable, whether it be him sitting in a chair and you on his lap, on a couch or getting cozy in bed for a nap together

Loves watching you help the people around the village. You help the men hold things up to build houses, help cook meals with the women, play with the children while their parents were busy. You and Sypha would often chat together, complaining about your S/O’s bad habits, like Trevor’s constant thirst for beer and Adrian’s clinginess when you were busy

Adrian: “I am not clingy…am I?”

Trevor: “When you got drunk with me you cried about wanting Y/N and kneeled before her.”

Adrian: “Oh-“

He likes to gather and cook you dinner personally, it feels more intimate and with love that way rather than just bringing you a plate of food someone else made. Likes to set up romantic dinners with a velvet tablecloth, candles, and a vase with flowers for you, and cook you your favorite meal after a long week of running a village with him

He gets so embarrassed when the orphans of the village call him ‘dad’ in front of you. It always makes you giggle and brings a red blush to his pale cheeks, and he freezes until one of this kids tug on his sleeve to answer their question. Whenever he sees you playing with the kids, he can’t help but imagine what it will be like when the two of you have kids. Belmont and Sypha are already expecting their first, maybe soon the two of you would as well in the near future. He would bring the idea up to you, and you had the same thoughts for some time as well, thinking that Adrian would make the cutest kids with you, hopefully they’d have his luscious blonde hair

He definitely wants to turn you into a vampire, he doesn’t want to live his immortal life without you. Of course if it is your wish to remain human, he will respect that, but if you allow him to turn you, he will do it gently and hold you through the painful transition. Would love to always kiss where he bit you while turning you, so lots and lots of hug from behind followed by the soft peck of his lips on your neck

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Mating press and breeding kink with alucard 👉👈🥺

Hueuhuheuehu >:3c

(Authors note: it’s been so long since i wrote anything i feel like this sucks im sorry 😭anyway CW: BREEDING KINK, ALUCARD HAS BABY FEVER IN THIS ONE Y’ALL)

he's ruthless the way he folds you in half, alabaster hands cuffed into the back of your knees holding them to your heaving chest. usually alucard likes to hold himself as a much more, elegant lover. likes to take you apart piece by piece till your wailing, press his body to yours till melting into each other. but now how he takes you is hard and rough, burrowing thrusts that steal the breath from your lungs with every roll of his hips. 

he’d be lying if he said he didn’t know what exactly came over him, a visit to trevor and sylpha celebrating the recent birth of their daughter ana. the sight of you holding the quiet babe to your bosom while their older son fredric pulled at your skirts begging to be replace his infant sister had tickled something in him. the thought of his, your, own children replacing the kids holding your attention made his cock twitch in his trousers. it wasn’t long before he was hastening the visit gently reminding you of work that needed to be done at his castle. the two of you had barely made it through the doors of your looming home before he pounced you, dragging you away to one of the many rooms you had. clothes were quickly shredded to scraps, too much eagerness to wait to have them off he needed your body under him now.

 he couldn't help himself, already imagining your belly growing with proof of your child, your breasts swelling with milk the closer you got to your due date. he was ravenous grabbing any part of you he could as he wrangled your body into his desired position. your gleaming cunt winked up at him already glistening in arousal at his ministrations. usually he would feast upon you, drag his tongue through your folds till you cried for mercy before slowly sliding into you. but he couldn’t wait, would make it up to you later, he thought as he tapped the just pink head of his cock to your sopping cunt and pressing in.

“a-alucard,” you moaned his name breathlessly, fingers coming to tangle in his blond tresses as a pair of cold lips pressed to your breasts. you’d never seen him this way, never felt him this way. it was if he sought to make the head of his cock kiss your cervix with every thrust, you swore you could feel him in your stomach, grinding up your guts to make room for him.

“i want one, one of us,” he grunted dragging his tongue to your jugular and suckling at your speeding pulse. fingers came between you to rub circles on your clit and you choked at the tingling pleasure running up your spine.

“what-what are you-one want,” you said struggling to string together a coherent sentence as the tightness in your gut pulled close, eyes beginning to cross at the impending orgasm.

“a- baby!” he moaned out the last word, drooling as your climaxing cunt spasmed around him, milking his cock. his hands left the back of knees letting them fall onto his shoulders, his pale claws  ripped into the bedding by your head as he managed to press himself deeper still, ignoring your babbling of feeling to full.

“want a baby with you love,” he grunted golden eyes wild with want “ want a tiny wailing little thing to raise, gonna give you one, as many as you want!”

“a-a baby?,” you warbled only able to repeat from him as he fucked you back into that state of pre-orgasm nearly seconds after the last one. 

“yess, gonna fill you up with me, fill this pretty pussy up till your fat with my kids, till your tits leak milk for them my little incubusss,” his mouth wrapped around your bouncing tit sucking harshly on the pebbled nipple and you screamed, dull nails digging wherever you could reach, deep into the ivory skin pulled taught over the muscles rolling in his back. he pulled away gasping nearly as hard as you were before switching to your other breast and lavishing it with the same treatment.

it didn’t take long for you to cum, not with the way he was thrusting into the gummy catch of your cervix, pale happy trail tickling your clit as he kept you trapped in his mating press. you wailed cunt spasming around his cock once more, crying as you came again far too soon for the pleasure to be anything less than overwhelming. the feel of you clenching pussy was enough to drag him to orgasm as well, thrusting once, twice, before he spilled inside you the warm sensation running up you. 

for a moment you laid there breathless, a tangle of sweaty limbs, with your legs dangling uselessly over his now sticky back. alucard heaved himself off of you, using his dhampir strength to hold you down when you weakly tried to sit up, simply rolling the two of you onto your sides staying inside of you. he kissed the damp skin of your forehead before giving a slow roll of his hips chuckling at your weak mumbles of objection.

“sorry, sorry love,” he sighed massaging tender circles into your waist “just need to make sure it sticks,”

[mouseandfriends]

Pairing: Alucard x f!reader

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

cw: vampires, blood, periods, smut – cunnilingus during a period, vaginal sex (doggy), creampie

Author’s Note: I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, thanks for all those who encouraged me by saying they'd read this hehe. Enjoy! Divider by @/ohmarigold!

It’s been a little less than a month since you waltzed into the desolate castle nearly ten miles from your hometown. You’ve heard the rumors about it through whispers on the streets and drunken confessions at the bar. It’s Dracula’s estate, the bearer of demons and disaster, though he has since perished. It’s been told that the deed was done at the hands of his own son, Adrian Tepes, better known as Alucard. Surely, you had to check this out for yourself to see if the legend stands true.

What you didn’t predict was falling for the allusive charm of the son of Dracula. That you’d be living here as a permanent resident and take the role as Alucard’s forever human plaything. And that you love it. You love him. In the span of a few short weeks, you’ve completely abandoned your mundane life to share your exciting future with this dhampir. It really is something out of legends.  

Tonight, you lie in bed with him, snuggled close to his body. His breath tickles you, his fangs barely grazing skin as he presses delicate kisses along your neck. You giggle, running your hand through his silky hair, tugging him back to kiss him on the mouth. “Adrian,” you whisper, sucking on his bottom lip.

His fingers are nimble on your thighs, inching their way closer and closer to your arousal until you grab at his wrist, stopping him. He looks at you, confused. “What is it, darling?” 

Your cheeks are hot with embarrassment, turning your head the other direction to avoid his brilliant gaze on you. “I’m bleeding,” you answer meekly.

“Bleeding?” 

You nod, confirming it, still too shy to look him in the eyes. He contemplates for a few seconds, understanding what you’re trying to say to him. Then, he laughs softly, giving you a delicate smooch on the cheek. “Oh, sweetheart. You think that’s going to stop me?” He nuzzles your ear, voice low and sultry. “I’m even hungrier for it now.”

Your cheeks burn, simultaneously flustered and aroused as he quickly positions himself between your legs, his golden eyes burning into yours, full of lust and desire. He tugs at your undergarments, already a dark spot of crimson leaking through it. Without hesitation, he sticks his tongue out, lapping at it for a taste before puckering his lips to suck on the damp fabric. He hums, delighting in the taste of you, of your blood. The mere thought of it makes you dizzy but seeing him smirk at you with your ruined panties between his lips has you aching. “Touch me, Adrian,” you beg, voice trembling. 

He pulls your underwear down your legs, breath warm on your loins as he speaks. “Touch you how, sweetheart?” He knows exactly what you want, but he’s going to torment you just a bit for almost denying him this pleasure. “Like this?” He licks a stripe on your clit, causing you to squirm from the sudden contact. 

“Yes, Adrian, fuck!” you cry out, your shout echoing from the high ceilings of his bedroom.

“You want me to taste you, is that right?” he taunts, giving you another stroke of his tongue, this time slower and more deliberate.

You nod frantically, clutching the sheets beneath you. He smiles, kissing the plush of your thigh, relenting his cruel teasing. “Of course, my love. I’ll give you whatever it is that you want.” He slides down, his mouth at your wet cunt, glistening with fresh blood and arousal. He licks his lips, ready to indulge in this fine meal you’ve laid before him. 

His thumb rests on your throbbing clit, massaging deep circles into it while he laps at your slit, consuming every single drop of you. Soon, his lips are smeared rouge, his fangs stained red, his pristine skin blushing scarlet, completely enthralled in devouring you. He bucks his hips against the bed, desperate for friction on his hardening cock. A guttural moan emits from his throat as he fucks you into an orgasm with his tongue and fingers, eager to drink all of your juices up. 

“You taste divine,” he purrs. “May I keep going?”

And who are you to deny a vampire of their deepest desires? You give him a weak nod, spreading your legs wider, body already quivering from ecstasy. He pleasures you into three more orgasms until your brain is mush and your limbs are limp against the sheets. Finally, he finishes inside you, taking you from behind, fucking his seed deep into your womb. He watches with a wanton gaze as he pulls out, cock dripping with your combined mess. 

Alucard really is a legend, and you’re more than happy to have found that out for yourself. 

[mouseandfriends]

Alucard Alphabet

Affection ༄

He is quite affectionate. Alucard’s heart softens at the mere sight of you, so it’s difficult to be anything but loving. He unconsciously lowers his voice when speaking to you so it comes out like a sweet murmur. He has this need to touch you, whether it be a protective hand on your shoulder or a sultry kiss.

Best friend ༄

The two of you would be inseparable. Alucard might seem uptight at times, but he’s always putting your best interests at heart. His help is available to you, always. He won’t hesitate to intervene in your stead should problems arise. Loves to listen as you tell him your worries and thoughts. Alucard stares so intensely into your soul as he does this, which is endearing but also a bit concerning.

Cuddles ༄

In your arms he wishes to stay for the rest of his days. Alucard wouldn’t bring up the desire to cuddle so you’d have to be the one to propose. He won’t admit to liking it, but it’s quite obvious and he won’t fight you on it. Alucard loves to embrace you when cuddling, preferably facing each other. Kisses your forehead often when cuddling. He also inhales your scent because it brings him peace.

Domestic ༄

Alucard absolutely yearns for normalcy. He wants the two of you to have a mundane life, full of domestic intimacy so bad. Alucard wishes for a time where you can be together, without having to worry about fighting the undead or risk losing you in the process. That said, he is perfect around the house; he cooks, cleans, and offers protection. Your cup will never be empty with him.

Ending ༄

He would try to keep things as civil as possible. Alucard wants an amicable separation—mostly to spare your feelings. He’s definitely hesitant about breaking up the memories you have constructed. There’s a bit of awkwardness in the process, for he’s not the most experienced with amorous relationships.

Fiance ༄

Alucard is so happy to be with you, so he’ll have no issue committing his every breath for your happiness. Having a life partner is honestly all he could’ve wished for. He will be a devoted and loving husband. Alucard would craft the most beautiful rings you’d ever seen. On the inside would be an inscription of his feelings for you, engraved in both your minds and hearts.

Gentle ༄

Would rather die a thousands deaths than ever hurt you. Alucard is a gentleman; he’ll tend to your needs, all of them, sometimes placing them above his. Because of his enhanced strength, Alucard will handle you carefully, almost like you’re made of glass. His touch is that of a feather, his voice like a ghostly whisper. Remind Alucard that even if he were to shatter you with his long sword and fangs, you would die a most pleasant death.

Hugs ༄

Will not ask for them explicitly, but he loves embracing you and being embraced. If he’s feeling particularly needy, Alucard will simply trudge towards you and do it. Now, his hugs are incredibly comforting, though they tend to be a bit heavy since he leans on you, his form draping over yours. He doesn’t want you to disappear, even for a moment.

I love you ༄

Alucard will say this spontaneously. It could be at a time where he’s feeling desperate or peaceful. Either way, the words will slip from his lips. This confession won’t be revealed till he’s sure you’re the one—meaning you’ll have to be patient because Alucard is showing opening his vulnerable heart to potential hurt.

Jealousy ༄

Oh, he gets jealous. I think it brings feelings of insecurity. Alucard might try to be subtle about it, he may even act suave about the whole ordeal, plastering a cocky expression over his statuesque-like face. Immediately, he will bury his face on the crook of your neck, fangs grazing your carotid gently.

Kisses ༄

Soft, desperate and forceful. Not in a bad way though, Alucard just needs to feel you… firmly. He gets carried away in your touch and embrace. It’s so addicting that if he were to miss your kisses for a day, he’ll go into a withdrawal. The most common places where Alucard will plant kisses is your lips, temple, neck, and the back of your hand. In return, he’ll want to be kissed on the jaw, the corner of his mouth, and the crook of his neck.

Little ones ༄

He likes to humor them. Alucard is surprisingly patient with children. He would be a great father; has a desire to form a family, whether it be biologically or adopted. He just wants to share that love and be loved.

Morning ༄

Quite peaceful. He would prepare breakfast so when you wake, a meal is already waiting. Alucard also likes to start the mornings by giving you small kisses, a reminder of his love and proof that you’re real, not a mirage or figment of his imagination. Evidence that you’re with him and he’s not lost himself. He likes to start the day slowly, not eager to do much without you.

Night ༄

He’s a creature of the night, somewhat. So if there’s a time where you can’t wander into the land of dreams, Alucard will keep you company. He’ll hold you in his arms and carry you to the top of Castle Dracula to admire the stars till he feels the weight of your head on his shoulder. Afterwards, Alucard will share your bed.

Open ༄

Um. He’s a bit closed off to be honest. Alucard’s story is complex, one that he doesn’t feel like repeating aloud. He loves to learn about you though—taking notes of all your favorites, dreams, as well as the things you hate. However, when you mention how it can be a bit unbalanced, Alucard will then sit you down and reveal his troubles. It’ll take time for him to tell you everything, but that’s fine because you’re not planning to go anywhere.

Patience ༄

Unlike with others Trevor, Alucard extends you his infinite patience. He might get exasperated but never angry. If we’re being quite honest, everything you do is adorable to him. You could be massacring a vampire and Alucard will have heart eyes, smiling proudly. Blame the beating organ inside his chest that threatens to jump out whenever he lays eyes on you.

Q ༄ Quizzes

You are always on his mind. Alucard reserves his best thoughts towards you, so he’ll remember everything. It’s unnerving, in a good way, how Alucard knows you so intimately.

R ༄ Remember

There’s so many precious memories that are stored in the vault that is his heart and mind; so if you were to ask him specifically what’d be his favorite moment in your relationship, he would probably answer with, “When I lay eyes on you.” So, all the time.

S ༄ Security | How protective is he? How would he protect you?

There’s no safer place than by his side, and in his arms, his embrace. Alucard would go to the ends of the earth for you. Your security, your safety, your well-being— it is all above everything. Albeit he fought against his father for trying to exterminate the world for his mother, Alucard would do the same for you.

T ༄ Try

No one like him would put this much effort into a relationship. He would get and arrange things to your liking but not so much that it would overwhelm you. It’s a bit endearing when he’s a bit awkward about certain aspects of being with you.

U ༄ Ugly

His lack of trust can be a bad habit of his. It’s not like he doesn’t trust you specifically, it’s just… well, in his defense, life hasn’t been kind to him. Because of this he might seem cold or detached, and quite depressive at times. Alucard, prior to you, tended to go off the deep end with ease, almost getting consumed by his thoughts.

V ༄ Vanity

For him its all about the heart, though it doesn’t hurt if you’re a beauteous woman. That said, Alucard finds you extremely captivating in every aspect. There was a time where he would constantly stare at your hands and face whenever you’d cook. He would get so entranced by your movements and expressions.

W ༄ Whole

You’ve attached yourself to his heart and soul. You’re ingrained in his being that any attempt at separation is painful. So, Alucard would very much feel incomplete without you in his life.

X ༄ X-ray

There’s no one that knows you more than him. He knows you like the back of his hand. He could sketch every piece of your face, down to the last hair, from memory alone.

Y ༄ Yuck

Don’t tie him up. Seriously. He loves you to no end and wouldn’t harm a hair on your pretty little self, but the idea of being tied would make him anxious, recalling bad memories. He’s entirely averse to causing you pain. He can’t bear to mark you purposefully—maybe only bites but that’s with explicit consent and once in a blue moon.

Z ༄ Zzz

He likes to sleep holding your hand, always facing you, never away. He’ll sleep on his back or facing you—Alucard doesn’t like to give you his back, wanting to fall asleep staring at you. For if he were to die before he wakes, he would want you to be the last thing he sees.

[mouseandfriends]

ALUCARD X PREGNANT!READER

This story was based off of this one right here: https://www.tumblr.com/m00nchildthings/703854020457021440/mating-press-and-breeding-kink-with-alucard

if anything this can be read as a sequel where he managed to get you knocked up cw for pregnant reader, oral sex one sparing use of the reader being called mama, and alucard being a hovering creep towards you for carrying his child also slight pregnancy kink if you squint not even read over once bone apple teeth🧑‍🍳😙🤌

p.s. @yazzzmints @ch3rryistheg you asked and i delivered

“You’re hovering Adrian”.

“I do not hover,”

You sighed, closing the large ornate tome you had been reading and setting it on the small wooden table beside your chair. He was hovering and whether he was oblivious to it or simply choosing to be obtuse, he was doing it a hell of a lot more recently. You knew why though, you thought as you brought your hand over your swollen stomach. Seven months into your pregnancy and through every step Alucard had treated you and your unborn child like fine china perpetually teetering over a precocious edge.

“You are aware we won’t turn to ash the moment we leave your vision,” you said cheekily staring up at your dhampir lover. His eyes narrowed before he swept past you, moving to sit in the armchair beside your own. He sat there, for a moment beautiful like marble with his eyes closed, before turning to face you.

“I am very well aware of that,” he said, placing his chin in his hand as he peered at you. You hummed, turning away from him, instead choosing to focus on the crackling fireplace in front of you, pretending the warm embers floating around the wood were far more interesting than the golden haired man sitting next to you.

“Then I hope that you are also aware,” you began pausing to take a sip of the tea still hot on your side table “that fathers who hover around the pregnant wives are bound to produce children that do not enjoy their company,”

“That isn’t true,” you could see his brows furrow from your peripheral view, hiding your chuckle behind another sip of tea, you continued.

“It very well might be an old wives tale, but I have heard of children coming out fussy towards their fathers fresh out of the womb-,” you were cut off with a loud swoosh as Alucard gracefully stepped towards you settling down at his knees, hands placed on your stomach.

“You won’t dislike me right?” he directed at your stomach, brow even more wrinkled with worry “Surely they understand I am just so, eager, to meet them right darling?,”

He stared up at you now, golden eyes tense with worry, your lip wobbled as you held back your smile. Here before you on his knees was Alucard Tepes; one of the slayers of Dracula, the feared prince of the night that cut down his enemies like knives through butter- reduced to a simpering thing at the fear your child might come straight from you hating him. You relented not having the heart to tease him any longer you cradled his jaw in your hand.

“I was just teasing my love, surely our child will love you just as much as I,” immediately he relaxed, melting into the palm of your hand. His golden eyes cut up at you a small smirk tugging on his lips.

“You are cruel to do such a thing to your doting lover,” his alabaster hand gripped your wrist as he turned to lay a kiss in the fleshy part of your palm. “I treat you so sweetly and you insist on giving me heart palpitations.

“Consider it payback for what your hellspawn is doing to my body, I can barely make it from here to the door without my swollen ankles and aching spine objecting,” you said, bringing your hand away from him to stretch the intense cracking of your back emphasizing your point.

Alucard stood, staring down at you, he adored your changing body evidence of the growth of his child in you. You’d always been beautiful in his eyes, but something about knowing the swell of your stomach was from your baby growing inside of you, surely you were a goddess gifting him with the gifts of gifts. Bending down he looped his arms around your waist ignoring your grumbles of objection when he picked you up hoisting you into his arms until your knees hung over his elbows.

“Then allow me to be your legs,” you huffed rolling your eyes as Alucard toted you out of your rather comfortable reading room, you knew where he was taking you of course. The looming large ornate doors of your bedroom came into view as Alucard steadily carried you to them.

“Our bedroom,” you said flatly “I wonder what reason you could have for bringing me here Adrian,”

“I have no idea what you are implying deer,” he said, turning to press his back to the door, opening it with your combined weights. Barely holding back his impish grin (a look a great number of others refused to believe existed when you said he did so on the regular) he rushed you to your bed gently placing you on the downy mattress.

“Your feet must be killing you,” he said, gracefully moving to sit beside you and patting his lap. Begrudgingly you laid back against the comforter swinging your aching feet to his lap. He gently massaged your foot pressing his fingers into the soles of your feet soothing the pain that afflicted you. His talented hands seemed to pull all the aches from them knowing how to just work your body from months of repeated practice. A particularly forceful push into your left heel and you couldn’t hold back the moan that bubbled from your throat. Alucard smiled at you gently placing your feet on the bed beside him.

“See? So sweetly,” he said, placing his now free hand on your stomach.

“My body still aches,” you grumbled, still feeling the tension in your back

“I can help with that,”

“Your version of help is what got me into this predicament,” chuckling Alucard slowly spread your legs apart hiking your dress to just under your belly. There laid out before him nestled in a thatch of curls your cunt shined for him, already glistening with arousal. His slender fingers traced up the warm slit of your puffy lips noticing the audible hitch in your breaths

“If you don’t like my version of help then where are your undergarments,” he questioned, knuckles grazing up and down your quivering pussy

“They no longer -mmph- fit,” you moa, turning around to bury your head into the pillow.

“How lucky for me,” he murmured, just barely above a whisper as he sank down till his face was level with your heat “that my favorite snack is but a silk slip away from tongue,”

With one scathing breath his mouth was on you, pink lips pressing toward your own. His tongue wickedly lapped at you running wet circles around your throbbing clit before slipping its way into your clenching cunt. He couldn’t help the vibrating moans, near purrs that reverberated into you, as your juices flooded his taste buds. He couldn't help the way he ate at you ravaging your quim with every fiery stroke through your quivering lips. Your hands tugged at his golden locks pulling him closer and closer to your weeping cunt. How foolish, he thought as he drank up all you had to offer, why pull him close when you both know the last thought on his mind was pulling away?

Your orgasm crested, creeping up on you with each lascivious lick that toyed with your throbbing clit. It was with one particularly harsh suck that had you falling apart, melting apart like butter on warm toast your cunt creamed over your lover's tongue. Undeterred Alucard continued to viciously feast on your juices, moaning as they glossed his face. Clawed hands though gentle, held your hips in place as they began to buck so he could wrap his lips around your clit sucking on the shiny pearl undisturbed.

“A-Adrian please, s’too much I need-,” interrupting you Alucard sighed loudly, releasing your clit with an audible pop.

“You never let me have my fill,” he complained peering up at you over your swollen belly “but I know what you need,”

Rising Alucard reached for his trousers tugging the strings till his cock, heavy with a bead of precum pooling at the tip, fell free. Smiling and flashing those fangs of his wide he pulled your legs to wrap around his waist. Grabbing at his cock he lined the drooling pink head with your equally wet cunt, rubbing it between your lips and nudging at your clit. Gently he pushed inside of you, hissing as your heat slowly enveloped him till the hilt. The two of you rested there for a moment panting as your limbs tangled about each other. You whined under him, arms reaching towards him, hands making grabby motions for him. Alucard reached underneath you pulling you towards him. You both sat there, connected at your most intimate of places, your sweaty forehead resting on his cool one.

“Adrian,”

“Yes my love?”

“Fuck me.”

“Yes my love”

With a low chuffing noise, Alucard thrust up into you once, twice, three times, every one seeming to be deeper than the last. Your mouth hung agape as your lover continuously fucked up into you carving the shape of him deep into your cunt. Moans barely escaped you as every thrust seemed to steal your breath, your eyes stared into the golden ones of your lover unable to look away. Before you could process Alucard's hand gripped your ass holding you towards him as he stood on the bed, steadying his feet in the cushion and using his grip to lift you fast up and down his cock.

“Do you feel me sweet, deep, in here,” he rasped as he bounced you on his cock balls slapping on your ass. His hot breath fanned your face as he used your own weight to fuck you, one particular hard thrust had your eyes rolling back into your skull, and with a rush words escaped you.

“Fuck Adein yes! Fuck me please, I- oh god don’t stop!” you screamed nails clawing into the rolling muscles of his back.

“That’s it mama,” he hissed somehow managing to grip you closer, shifting to the balls of his feet he began to roll his hips up into you to match every bounce of your ass against his thighs “Take it, cum for me, let me feel your silk grip me,”

You don’t know whether it was his words that got you there so quickly or the orgasm he gave you prior, but with a barely audible cry you came walls gripping him tightly as you gushed around him. Alucard grit his teeth at the grip your cunt had him in, thrusting a few times before spilling inside you with a strangled cry. Alucard fell to his knees holding you close as you both bounced on the mattress. He pulled you off him holding back chuckles when you grumbled from the over sensitivity. Gently he laid you down before getting off the bed and leaving towards your bedroom bath chamber. He returned with a warm bowl of water and two warm cotton cloths.

Sitting beside you Alucard dipped the washcloth into the water wringing it before bringing it to your heaving body. Carefully he cleaned you off, wiping the spunk he left at your center. You groaned, pushing at his hands, still feeling far too sensitive. With a chuckle he dropped the now sullied rag once you were clean of him, reaching to prepare the second one he had brought and pressed the soothing cotton to your sweaty brow. Your eyes closed as you let your dhampir lover continue with his aftercare.

“Am I forgiven yet, for breeding you with my -what did you call our child- hellspawn?” he asked golden eyes trained onto your face. With a sigh you looked up at him already having forgotten the remark you had made earlier. A sly smirk tugged at your tired face.

“For the time being leonito,”