#Establish dominance. Bite the vampire first!

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For tthose of you wondering if the vampire got the job uhh:

[fungal-rot]

Pure Instinct - Surrender

okay so i've been seeing those tiktok ads about that Pure-Instinct perfume and I had A Thot- it was originally supposed to go a different route, but i kinda went everywhere with this LOL.

summary: no outbreak; you bought a new perfume, one that's supposed to entice the opposite sex. but just how well does it actually work?

warnings: MDNI- smut (unprotected p-in-v), joel being a bit of a horndog, semi-desperate sex, oral (f receiving), use of 'good girl' and pet names (darlin', baby, pretty girl, honey), a bit of bulge riding, slight dom!joel, established relationship, no age specification for reader- lemme know if i forgot anything! - also please note i’m getting back into writing. i’m a lil rusty and still getting back into the flow of things; apologies for any mistakes.

w.c.: 2.7k

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All over the internet you've come across different videos advertising some 'pheromone perfume-' a blend of essential oils that are meant to work with your own natural scent, enhancing your body's pheromones- or something of the sort. Seeing the men become infatuated with their girlfriends and wives, clinging to them with lust-blown pupils certainly had your interest piqued.

After an- albeit, quick- internal debate with yourself, you bit the bullet and looked up the seller's site, coming across different smells like 'Crave,' 'Lucky,' 'Fallen-'

And 'Surrender.'

Sounds sexy. With a smirk you click on it, reading the description,

'Surrender has a sophisticated and mature scent which designed for the woman who wants to feel confident, beautiful, and sensual. Own any room you enter in. You won't just be noticed — you'll make heads turn. Sexy, but not vulgar.'

Sounds dominant.

There were different layers of notes, like magnolia, mandarin, vanilla, sandalwood; the list went on. Seemed like a good choice. You were about to add it to your cart, finger hovering over the button, but then you hesitated. Did you really need this? Was it that important to find out if it was worth the hype? To see if Joel would be unable to tear himself away from you, kissing you hungrily while ripping your clothes off an-

Added to your cart!

It was for science.

You even opted to pay extra for express shipping, heart racing with a giddy bite of your lip.

The day it arrived, you were practically bouncing on your feet with glee. Joel was at work, wouldn't be home for another hour or so. That meant you had plenty of time to get things together and play around with it.

Taking a quick shower then pulling a low cut shirt over your head and shimmying a pair of leggings on, you grabbed your little container of liquid-luck, rolling it over your heat points; a little between your breasts, behind your ears, along the crook of your neck, wrists, and fold of your arms. It definitely smelled alluring upon first apply. Now to let it dry and wait.

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Keys jingled outside the door, the knob twisting a few times before the entrance swung open followed by a rather exhausted looking Joel Miller who stumbled through. The man heaved a heavy sigh as he tossed his keys into the dish and toed of his shoes before padding to the couch where you sat, pushing your cuticles back as you watched a rerun of Buffy: the Vampire Slayer.

"Hi, sugar," you greet, flicking your eyes to him as he flopped down, making you bounce softly. His hair was damp with sweat from being out in the hot Texas sun all day, thick veins protruding from his work-callused hands, trailing up his arm.

"Hm," he grunted in reply and placed his palms over his eyes as he leaned against the back of the couch, chest expanding with a deep breath only to falter for a split second. Joel took in another breath, this one loud and deliberate. With hands lowering from his face, he turned his head to you, slowly, with knit brows.

"D'ya smell that?" He asked, sniffing again with a curious glance of the room.

Now, you had to play this right. You couldn't just outright tell him you bought perfume that would have him slobbering all over you, no. That would defeat the purpose of your little experiment.

So instead you played coy and sniffed at the air just as he did, nose turning up with a gentle shake of your head and small bob of your shoulders.

"I don't smell anything."

He nods slowly, eyes narrowing with a slight slack of his jaw, tongue poking through the side of his teeth while he studied you.

"You don't smell that?" Joel pressed further, almost exasperatedly.

"Smell what, Joel?" A quiet titter sounded with your words, brows arching as an amused grin toyed at your lips.

"Jus'..." Joel trailed off, wetting his lip with a quick swipe of his tongue. The scent wasn't too overbearing. It was sweet, musky, and a hint of something so conversant. Something that always managed to get him hot under the collar. A heat that not even the dry summers he endured on a frequent basis could compare to.

That's when you leaned over him- totally not at all planned- reaching an arm past to grab one of the magazines on the end table. Joel drew another quick breath and it hit him. Before you could retreat he snatched your wrist with a tight grip, pupils dilated widely with parted lips. " 'S' you..." He murmured, attention solely on you and you alone.

The corner of your mouth twitched up into a smug smirk, "Is it?" You hushed back, feeling goosebumps erupt across your skin as he pressed a kiss to your inner wrist, slowly trailing up your arm and to your shoulder. A curt chuckle sounded from his chest as his own lips turned up. "Mm, I think so, baby," Now his lips danced on the crook of your neck, taking another whiff.

'Oh, fuck, that's good.' He thought, emitting a low growl.

"Yeah..." He purred, teeth grazing over your pulse point and eliciting a quiet moan from you, "that's alllll you, darlin'."

Hell, if Joel was tired before, he was certainly up now- in more ways than one.

"C'mere, pretty girl," He muttered and sat back, legs spread as he motioned two fingers in your direction. He watched with hungry intent as you crawled into his lap, thighs straddling his. Joel pawed at your hips, rolling them forward against the bulge straining in the confinements of his jeans with a grunt.

"Got me so damn hard an' ya haven't even done anything," With another forced roll, he throws his head back with a sigh. "Ride." He ordered with a strained voice, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. You didn't move just yet, however, and took in the sight of him; eyes shut and brows knitted softly, plush lips parted.

"Ride," Joel repeated with a firm smack to the meat of your ass, making you yelp and rut against him once more. You could feel the warm thickness of his cramped length through the thin cloth of your leggings, each continuous grind against your clit made you writhe in pleasure.

Good god, you were doing a number on him. He bucked his hips up in time with yours, panting faintly before sitting up and wrapping his thick, strong arms around your body.

Joel buried his nose into your neck again, allowing your enticing scent to flood his mind. His stomach tightened, and he had to pull you off his lap before he came in his underwear like a damn teen. You whine at the loss of friction, expression forming a soft pout as he laid you down, head against the armrest.

"I know, baby, I know," Joel cooed and tenderly cupped your jaw, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip, " 'M gonna take care'a ya." He leaned down and planted a quick peck to the side of your nose.

"Always do, don't I?"

The man lowered himself down your body, hands stopping to caress and grab every now and then before slipping his fingers into the waistband of your leggings, swiftly tugging them down and watched as a string of arousal pulled, connecting the fabric to your lips. He smirked, relishing the fact you were just as turned on as he was, but what really caught his attention was-

"No panties?" He quirked a brow, a shit-eating grin apparent on his face as he continued shimmying you out of your pants. "Y'had this planned, didn't ya?"

You chuckled, biting your lip meekly and avert your gaze. Whoops! Caught.

"So, what is it?" He asked, curling a leg into the couch as the other planted on the floor, his head dipping to your center and placed an open-mouthed kiss to the inner crease of your hip.

"Surrender," You answered breathily, peering down at him as continued lavishing you with loving smooches and pecks, his wiry facial hair scratching at your body that only fanned the flames in your tummy.

His brows drew together with a vague frown as he lifted his head, "Whaddya think I'm tryin' ta do right now?"

Even though his words made you clench around nothing, you still couldn't help but laugh and bring a hand to your mouth to stop yourself. With a shake of your head you say, "No, dummy. I mean, that's the name of the perfume I bought."

Joel tilted his head back in a slight nod, uttering a soft 'Ohhh.'

"I dunno how I was s'posed ta know that," his head lowered once more, breath fanning over your wet heat and flicked his eyes to meet yours, "but it's fitting."

He didn't even give you a chance to process what he said before diving straight into your folds, tongue lapping over every crevice and drinking you down.

"O-oh, fu-fuck!" You breathed out, thighs instinctively closing around his head as your hand grasped at his sweat-matted brown hair.

He growled into your cunt, bracing his hands on either side of the soft, pillowy flesh of your legs and forcing you open again. Normally, Joel loved using them as his own personal pair of earmuffs, but now? He wanted you spread for him, needed it actually. He'd drown in you if he could, and by god he'd willingly die trying.

His mouth detached for a moment, just long enough for him to stick out his tongue and let a string of drool fall over your labia, watching with a satisfied smirk as it slid down to your entrance. Snaking a hand from under your thigh, he brought two fingers to your clit, brushing the pads of them over it with teasing glides. Your hips twitched and bucked with a soft mewl leaving your throat.

Joel dragged his bottom lip between his teeth before lowering his fingers. Down, down, then circling at your hole and slowly pushing in. A sharp gasp ripped from your chest, back arching as you finally got that stretch; so achingly sweet.

His cock twitched at the sound, begging to be let free and seek shelter deep inside your pussy. He had enough restraint (for now) to get you off first.

And they say chivalry is dead...

He latched his mouth back onto you, slurping obscenely as he licked his way up, fingers curling into the spongy spot of your canal.

"Jo- oh- el!" You cried his name brokenly, hand closing a tight fist into his hair with a tug. You could feel the fucker- no pun intended- smirk against you as he pumped his fingers in and out, picking up the pace as he suckled on the sensitive button. Your whines grew more relentless, hips rolling against the flat of his tongue and holding his head in place as the coil in your stomach began to tighten.

Joel felt you clench around his fingers and took that, along with the way you fervently bumped against the bridge of his nose, as a sign you were close. With a wince he reached his free hand to his jeans, fumbling with the button before sliding the fly down, reaching in and finally pulling out his hard cock.

Said hand went back to its rightful place against your thigh while he rutted against the cushions, pre-cum making a mess into the leather.

"C'mon, darlin'," He murmured, taking a quick glance at you and reveled in the sight of your flushed cheeks, eyes screwed shut and head thrown back against the arm rest. "Give it t'me, cum around my fingers." You didn't need to be told twice. In an instant, that coil snapped. Your legs trembled and shook as your climax ripped through your body, eyes snapping open and mouth agape, but no sound came out other than a few breathy whimpers.

"Good girl," Joel praised, still subtly grinding against the couch, desperate for his own release. "Good fuckin' girl." You had made a complete mess of his hand, your spend dripping down his fingers, into his palm and down his wrist, dribbling onto the sofa.

After your body relaxed, hand releasing the harsh grip from his hair, Joel pulled his fingers from you, making a shudder run up your spine. He sat back on his haunches, pushing his hand to your mouth and said, "Open."

Complying happily in your blissed-out state, your jaw slacked, allowing him to slide his soaked fingers into you warm mouth, palming himself with his other hand while he watched your lips close around the digits, feeling your tongue lick and clean your slick off them.

With a satisfied hum, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, greedily shoving his way past your teeth and licking the roof of your mouth.

Joel backed away, staring deep into your eyes. He huffed, pulling his pants down further, stepping out of one leg. He was so fucking horny and desperate right now he wasn't going to bother with the other one. This would do just fine.

"Need t'fuck you, baby," He spoke in a hushed tone, and without further warning he grabbed your leg and hooked it around his waist just before sliding right in with ease.

The two of you moan in unison. Either he was fucking huge- spoiler, he was- or you were really fucking tight.

Joel collapsed, a hand splayed next to your head to catch himself so he wouldn't fall directly on top of you as he bared his teeth with a hiss.

"Chris' onna damn bike," He slurred, gently lowering himself further and snaking an arm under you as he lazily thrusted into you.

He glanced down to where you two met, watching as he delved in further, "She's jus' swallowin' me in."

An aquiline nose sought out your neck, the sound of Joel consuming your scent filled your ears once more. He simply couldn't get enough. Hips snapped against yours incessantly, skin against skin bouncing off the walls and drowning out the sound of the tv in the background.

The man above reached a hand under your shirt, groping and squeezing your tit as he lowered his forehead to yours, half-lidded eyes boring into yours intently.

"Fuck," He muttered, eyes widening, hips stuttering, "Fuck, 'm close." Joel was a little ashamed of himself. He couldn't remember the last time he made it to the finish line so quickly.

He was quick to remove his hand from under your shirt, finger dipping to the spot where his cock pumped in and out, collecting your slick before sliding it up to your puffy clit yet again.

"Y'think you can gimme another'n, honey?"

"Y-yeah," You nod, feeling that familiar flame lick up your spine. "Wanna cum on your cock."

Joel's lip curled into a snarl at your admission, eyes rolling back before fluttering shut. His movements blundered, then he pulled out, leaving just the tip slotted in your entrance.

"Please," he whined. Whined.

That fucking did it. Your body tightened for the second time this evening, eager to let go and milk Joel of every last drop he had to offer.

"I'm c-" He interjected with a slam of his hips, making you see stars as he fucked you through your orgasm, the head of his dick tapping your cervix as he pushed himself as deep as he could, jerking into you almost feverishly. Your name fell off his tongue like a mantra while he held you flush against him, your back peeling off the leather with arms wrapped around his back as you nestled your face into the crook of his neck, breathing in the musky, sweaty scent of him- your personal favorite brand of 'pheromone perfume' he wears.

After his body lightened, he turned his head and placed a listless, yet tender kiss to your temple. You made a move to crawl away, but that made his grip on you tighten.

"Not yet," he spoke lowly and leaned back, pulling you with him. "Wanna stay like this. Jus' for a minute."

His hand smoothed back your hair, the two of you laid there in silence to catch your breath. After a good ten minutes or so, you lift your head to peek at him, "So, I take it you liked the perfume?"

Joel offered a lopsided smile, rolling his head to the side with a swallow, "Loved it, darlin'."

You'd have to remember to buy more in the future.

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hi, hello, thank you for reading. as stated above, i’m still basically re-learning to write. i’m trying to get in the hang of properly pacing out the story, not too rushed but not too wordy either. feedback is appreciated! pls feel free to interact with a reblog or comment <3

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🏛️ HSR Characters with a Vampire S/O

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✨ FEATURES ; gender neutral who’s a vampire, basically how they treat you, reader is very gentle (sometimes), established relationship with all of them, reader is more dominant with the men but more submissive with the women if that makes sense (basically me)

— Characters ; Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Blade, Kafka

📜 NOTES ; probably 15+, mentions of violence and blood, some spicy stuff, these are my hcs, idk all the characters well I kinda just have an obsession with two or three soooooo….mb yous are eating rations tonight.

ALSO, I’ve written this so that reader’s spit has healing benefits, meaning it can heal minor wounds (like bites), so that they can keep whoever they’ve bitten alive longer. Like recycling.

DAN HENG

DRINKING HIS BLOOD ;

Is very reluctant to let you drink his blood at first (understandably).

He’s quite paranoid in case you accidentally drink too much.

You don’t push him to do it since you can find other sources of nutrition, it’s just that he’s the… easiest source.

The first time he let you drink his blood, it was when you were getting quite malnourished. As your lover, he felt like it was his responsibility to sacrifice himself for you. He immediately offered his neck to you after zipping down his collar on his turtleneck. You didn’t take a lot of blood from him, but it was enough to sustain you for the time being. Whilst you had been rejuvenated, he grew slightly limp in your arms and so you had to carry him back to your room.

After that though, he was still hesitant to offer himself to you, but he wasn’t against it completely anymore.

His favourite place for you to drink from is his neck - he feels a little too nervous for you to try drinking from anywhere else since the data bank only has information on drinking from the neck. He also likes how close you are to him when you go for his neck.

He also just loves the way you slide your tongue up his neck once you’re finished drinking.

BITING HIM ;

Won’t admit it, but he really loves it when you trace your teeth down his skin, especially his neck. He loves the way it raises goosebumps all over his body.

Idk about you guys but I believe Dan Heng is 100% SUBMISSIVE so for him, the thought of being completely at your mercy just gets him so excited.

Like, when he’s stripped of his clothing with your body laid on top of him and your sharp teeth grazing his neck, his collarbones, chest, stomach, THIGHS?? Plus the thought that you could quite literally do whatever you wanted to him in this state (even though he knows you’d never hurt him) makes him go crazy.

As for actually biting him, he’s a little less into that. He still adores the occasional nip that you give him but he isn’t entirely comfortable with you full on biting him unless it’s necessary.

In his vidyadhara form, he also has fairly large fangs (not as prominent as yours but still impressive), so I feel like he has a thing for nipping you as well. Sort of like a playful revenge for the bites you’ve given him.

Also, he’s so much freakier in his vidyadhara form anyway. Since he doesn’t feel totally helpless with his full strength, he definitely gets more confident - nipping you back, putting your fingers in his mouth and vice-versa…

Basically when he’s in his dragon form you two just turn into straight animals with each other, especially when shit gets heated ;)

JING YUAN

DRINKING HIS BLOOD ;

Actually quite into you drinking his blood - he likes the feeling of being vulnerable in someone else’s arms. He views it as a display of trust between the two of you.

He doesn’t want to do it very often though as he’s also cautious about blood loss.

Sometimes, especially when you’re drinking from his neck, he gets a little too into it and forgets to push you off. This has led to some close calls (he’s fainted multiple times), but thankfully you’ve had enough self control to pull back before it gets dangerous.

The first time you drank from him was a result of his curiosity. He genuinely wanted to know what it felt like to have his blood sucked out of him and so offered his neck to you. It ended up being much more enjoyable than he imagined it would be - the close proximity to you as well as the feeling of him being weakened by you gave him such a thrill.

His favourite place for you to drink from keeps changing. He adores it when you bite his shoulder from behind whilst giving him a back hug in the process but he also LOVES having you drink from his thigh. But really he's okay with you drinking from anywhere. He doesn't even see any danger in what you're doing, rather he sees it as a bonding moment or a moment of intimacy between you two. Just the thought that he's making you stronger while you're making him weaker makes him feel so good.

BITING HIM ;

Like I said above, he accepts you drinking his blood from any spot, so he's even more lenient with just biting.

He's particularly fond of you biting his chest, collarbones and neck since he can cover it up. It excites him when he's talking to someone and they don't know that underneath his clothes he's covered in your bite marks.

I feel like there's a tiny part of him deep down that genuinely wants you to just go to town on him. And I mean going proper feral, treating him like you're going to eat him for dinner - tearing into his skin and getting your fangs as deep as you can.

But that's a very small part of him and for the most part he would much rather you be pretty gentle with him :( the thought of you actually being ferocious with him makes him more uncomfortable than anything.

BLADE

DRINKING HIS BLOOD ;

First and foremost, this guy's a freak. Seriously.

Oh, you think you're the wild one since you're the literal vampire? Think again! This man WANTS you to rip him apart, like actually DESIRES IT. The second you two are alone together he’s taking his clothes off and pulling you onto him.

Since he can't die (or at least, he keeps coming back to life when he does), he has no problem with you taking as much blood as you want from him, whenever and wherever you want.

Sometimes when you're drinking from him he'll actually bite you back if you have any exposed skin near him, either because he wants you to just give into your instincts and devour him OR because he just gets a little too excited (usually both).

The first time you drank from him was because he kept provoking you to bite him. You initially didn't want to for fear of going too far, yet he kept persisting that he needed it - he needed to feel your teeth draining his life from him. So, you complied and sunk your teeth into his neck. He groaned with pleasure at the feeling. When you pulled your head back, thinking you'd taken enough, he grabbed your head and forced you back to his neck, getting you to go even deeper into his neck. He kept holding you in that position until he eventually collapsed in your arms.

He has two favourite places for you to drink from. The first is definitely his neck. The fact that there's so much risk in you taking blood from there just exhilarates him, he almost gets high off the feeling. His second favourite place is his chest, right where his heart is. There are times when he just wants you to just snatch his heart out and eat it, but those are thoughts that he'll keep to himself for the time being.

BITING HIM ;

He actually doesn't really like it when you bite him and don't draw any blood. It makes him feel like you're going easy on him, so whenever you do that he riles you up by saying shit like "That all you got?!" to rile you up.

HOWEVER he does like it when you nip him a couple of times before digging your fangs into him. I can't explain why he just gets a thrill out of it.

But for the most part he much prefers when you get aggressive with him.

KAFKA

DRINKING HER BLOOD ;

Kafka almost views you as her cute little vampire pet. Because of this she takes GREAT care of you.

She has tons of blood vials ready for you whenever you get hungry, but if you plead her long enough then she’ll let you drink from her instead, since she knows fresh blood is the best.

When you are drinking from her though, she needs a little time to get ready. She’ll settle down into bed with you, maybe have some candles on for atmosphere, then let you drink from her.

I feel like she’d make you wait like a little dog for her command. Like you’ll be sitting beside her or straddling her, desperate for her to give you permission to drink, and as soon as she says ‘Drink’ you just dive in like a starved animal. She might even tease you a little and make you wait for a few minutes, saying things like “You’re so hungry, aren’t you? So desperate for my blood, hm?”

She doesn’t really have a favourite place for you to drink from, she likes it anywhere. Although, she is particularly fond of places where she gets to grab your hair and basically control how much blood you get.

BITING HER ;

Loves it when you bite her. She much prefers it over you drinking her blood.

Likes to incorporate your biting into make out sessions, having you slowly work your way round her neck, littering her skin with delicate bites. As you do this, she strokes the back of your head or scratches your scalp.

[heexseung]

꒰ 🖤 ꒱ ┄ ❛ dark academia ；cease control ❜

* pairing: vampire!jay x vampire!afab!reader

* tags: smut, dom/sub dynamics, jay is a bratty sub, established friends with benefits relationship, jay is a pain slut, degradation, exhibitionism, slapping, cock ring, spanking, hard dom reader, hard sub jay, penis in vagina sex, unprotected sex

* synopsis: jumping on jay the first moment you see him in the hallway.

* word count: 4.5k

* a/n: this came out later than expected, super duper sorry about that 🙏🏼 i've been busy with work stuff :3 but i hope you've all been doing well !! pls enjoy this repost 💝 and have the loveliest days ahead

Minding his own business, Jay walks through the empty hallway of the university’s building. He was planning on spending the rest of his evening at his dorm, lazing around, maybe play some games or something but that plan went down the drain when his roommate decided that he wanted to fuck his crush. Not to be bitter, Jay’s happy for him but now what is he supposed to do until 10 pm? He couldn’t just stay there now, could he? Well, honestly he doesn’t really mind but they’d probably do. 

Thus, he ends up just wandering around the university campus with no certain destination. The hallway is empty at this time of day, he sighs to himself. Maybe he could go to a cybercafe? A restaurant? Or even book a hotel room for the night? Occupied in his own thoughts, he doesn’t even notice you making your way towards him until you place your hand on his back.

He flinches a bit, not expecting anyone to be here, but before he could make sense of things, you already have his back against the hallway wall and your lips on his. He was going to push you off him but then he recognises that it’s you, it’s your breathing, it’s your scent, it’s your body — so he relaxes and kisses you back. Placing one hand on your waist and one hand on the back of your head, he pulls you in flush against him, reciprocating the almost overwhelming passion you give him.

Okay- I think I know what I’m doing this evening now, he thinks to himself as you start roughly sucking on his tongue.

You’re feeling very dominant today, he can feel it. He almost moans at it. The way you roughly invaded his mouth with your tongue just proves it. Like a thirsty traveller in the desert, you kiss him as if he’s a pool of water you just found on your journey. It leaves both of you breathless and dizzy. By the time you pull away from him, you start licking his neck and his grip on your shoulders tighten.

Knowing that he has a really sensitive neck, you’re determined to use that to your advantage today. Baring your fangs, you bite down hard on his neck, your fangs breaking through his skin. The pain mixed with pleasure makes his head spin and his knees weak. He hisses and shudders in response as he leans against the wall behind him for support.

Jay’s hands move to your hips — he was going to make you grind against him but you’re one step ahead of him. Pushing your leg against the bulge in his pants, he can’t help but hiss at the feeling. The pressure you’re giving him isn’t enough and he guesses that that’s the point but he can’t help but want more from you. Fuck, he would dry hump your leg right now if only his ego isn’t so huge.

“You’re gonna be my slut today,” you say to him sternly, the tone of your voice making it seem like you’re not leaving him any room for discussions or objections.

Licking his lips, he tries not to let his degradation kink get to him and replies, “Sorry babe, I’m nobody’s slut.”

“Oh? That wasn’t what you said last time though?”

Last time… Remembering the last time you two fucked — which was actually just a few days ago, he feels heat rushing to his ears, cheeks and dick. His dick twitches against your leg and you feel it, he knows you do because you’re looking at him with that same smirk you had on last time.

He doesn’t want to remember it; he doesn’t want to remember how hot it was, he doesn’t want to remember how you dominated the shit out of him, how you made him do all those embarrassing stuff, the way you called him your dirty slut or the fact that he agreed to it, nope, he doesn’t want to remember practically screaming your name when he came or how insanely good it felt — nope, no no no.

A moment of silence stretches on as his thoughts begin to sink in. Closing his eyes tight, he gulps down the saliva inside his mouth. Somehow, the way his neck moves awakens something inside you. It prompts you to wrap your hands around his throat as you whisper in his ear, “So you wanna be a brat and get punished or you wanna be a good boy?”

The answer is obvious. Jay will never go down without a fight, you know this. That’s why you’re not really surprised when he suddenly switches your position. Now it’s you whose back is against the wall. Wasting no time, he slides one of his hands into your pants, rubbing circles on your cunt. His other hand goes to knead one of your boobs, his thumb pressing and rubbing against your nipple. His touch just makes you shiver.

“If anyone’s the slut here, it’s you. You know anyone can walk by right? What if they see you like this? All wet and horny for me.”

You can’t help but laugh. Please, if he thinks you’re not ready for a fight then he’s already losing. It’s always like this with Jay anyway. He tries it — and always so but you always end up winning. He doesn’t learn his lesson, maybe he doesn’t want to. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him closer to you and bite down hard on his neck again. His hands stop moving, he can’t help but shiver and whimper at the dizzying sensation. You don’t let him have enough time to recover — why would you anyway? You quickly do it again, and again, until he starts seeing stars because of you.

His neck is now bright red, full of markings — vampire fangs markings which means they’re gonna last for a while. You start licking his neck to provide some relief for him. Feeling him shudder uncontrollably against you, you take the chance to pin him back against the wall. And it was easy, he can’t fight back, he’s practically defenceless when you do stuff like this. His body is limp against the wall, his eyes shut tight. 

“I said you’re my slut today. Understand?” Your deep tone of voice along with the insult has him weak as hell. With your hand pinning his wrists to the wall, he tries to push back against you but you bite him hard again and his resolve quickly falters.

He doesn’t answer you though, he just keeps quiet as your teeth start biting his shoulder through his shirt. You take notice of that and tell him, “I’ll make you say it, loud and clear.”

That sentence makes him remember the last time, where you made him scream out in pleasure as you degrade him, calling him your fuck toy, your pain slut, a dumb baby. He can feel his dick straining against his jeans as he remembers how hot it was and how good he felt at that time. As your hand starts palming him, he’s unable to hide the moan escaping out of his mouth.

Bringing your lips to his ear, you mock him, “You know anyone can walk by right? What if they see you like this? All hard and horny for me.”

Once again, he tries to free his hands, pushing back against your hand but his push is weak and you didn’t expect that so you end up almost slamming them against the wall. He doesn’t seem to mind though because now he’s intensely staring at you with eyes full of lust and want.

Jay licks his lips, it prompts you to give him a long, heated and dominating kiss. With your leg pressing against his dick, he can’t help but give into you, grinding against your leg as he kisses you back, moaning every so often. When you pull away from him, you’re both staring at each other with dark, hooded eyes.

“What do you want?” Jay finally speaks, his voice husky, his head still a bit dizzy.

But by the tone of his voice, you already know that you had won — at least this time. You don’t know for sure if he won’t act up again so you keep your guard up. Jay’s unpredictable and he doesn’t submit easily but that’s what makes him fun to play with. Giving him a devilish smirk, you pull him with you to the nearest empty room which happens to be a classroom.

After locking the doors, you go to sit at the teacher’s desk. Like an obedient puppy, Jay follows you there. Laying his hands on the desk beside your thighs, he leans into you and says, “Want me to rail you right on this desk?”

A loud smack echoes across the room as your hand makes contact with his face. The sudden action coming from you has him stunned and you quickly use that to your advantage. Tightly gripping his hair, you bring his ear close to your lips and whisper to him in a deep voice, “Kneel.”

It takes him a while to fully absorb the situation into his mind and as he starts to feel the stinging sensation on his cheek, he bites his lip to stop a groan from coming out. You slapped him. You slapped him and he likes it. He likes the pain it brings him. And now he can’t stop himself from thinking about how good it would feel if you’d slap him while he’s inside you. Just imagining his dick inside your wet pussy, hitting your walls and you clenching around him, you slapping him as his dick moves in and out of you. Fuck, his pants are getting really uncomfortable now.

For a moment, he contemplates whether to follow your order or to keep on challenging you. But after seeing the expression on your face, he instantly knows that he probably shouldn’t challenge you anymore if he wants to be able to walk for the next couple of days. So he takes a few steps back and gets down on his knees in front of you, his hands behind his back. The sight of him being obedient like a trained dog just makes you smile. You can’t help the praise from slipping. 

“Good boy.”

His eyes widen confusedly at your praise. It’s not that he doesn’t like praises — he does, but it just feels weird coming from you. You rarely praise him. Especially with such a soft tone.

Clearing your throat, you quickly go back to your stern voice, “Are you finally going to be obedient now?”

He doesn’t say anything and just bites his lip to stop any bratty remarks that are threatening to escape him. A moment of silence goes by and you smile, knowing that you have won yet again, as always. Getting down from the desk, you make your way towards him. You stop right in front of him, bend your knees to meet his gaze and ask him, “You know our safe word right?”

“Black,” he says without hesitation.

“Good.” 

And with that, you pull a special certain toy out from your pocket. His eyes widen when you hold the toy in between you two. “Wanna try it, baby boy?”

The only response he gives is biting his bottom lip. To any stranger, it would seem like he's uninterested but you're not a stranger, no. You know Jay — at least, you know his body, you know how he reacts especially when he's turned on despite only knowing him for like a month. And right now, you can see how his eyes twinkle a bit, how heat rushes to his ears and cheeks, and how his eyes don't leave the toy. 

“Cone on.” You nod at his pants. 

Slowly, he unbuttons his pants and pulls them down along with his underwear. When the cold air hits his erect dick, he lets out a hiss. 

Don't touch it, he tells himself. Don't even pay attention to it.

“As pretty as always, Jay.” 

He doesn't know why but upon hearing those words from you, somehow he suddenly feels nervous; butterflies in his stomach. He's suddenly more aware of his heartbeat, the air in the room, the space between you two and how his dick twitches a bit as your hand starts getting closer to it. 

Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.

“Aw, your praise kink is showing.” 

He moves his eyes away from you out of embarrassment and in response, you grab his jaw with your free hand, forcing him to look at you. Moving even closer to him, you say, “Here's a new rule. Don't break eye contact.”

A moment of silence goes by before you continue again, “Understand, pretty boy?” 

At first, he just nods slowly but then he feels the toy around the base of his dick — it's a bit cold. It makes him hiss and he almost closes his eyes at the sensation, more so when he feels the toy tightening and closing around him. Since he can’t really break eye contact with you, all he can feel is the cock ring around him — it’s a bit tight but that’s probably because he’s hard.

“How's that? Too tight?” You ask as you look at him.

“It's fine,” he reassures you.

“Tell me if it starts getting numb or if it starts hurting,” you say to him in a serious tone. 

He nods again in understanding and you waste no time in kissing him again. After a few seconds of heated open-mouthed kisses, your tongue roughly enters his mouth to entangle with his. He tries to fight back but his resolve falters when he feels your hand tightly squeezing his dick. As he gasps, you stop kissing him and say, “Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

Your hand goes to your pocket again and this time, you take out a remote controller. Before Jay could even comprehend what it is, you’ve already turned the toy on to the second setting. The intense vibrations start and immediately, he starts shuddering in front of you. You watch as his whole body shakes, especially the lower half of his body, watch as his facial expressions turn red due to pleasure, watch as he gasps and moans while trying to keep his balance. His eyes stay open though which is good. Gently, you lay him down on his back and get on top of him, sitting right on top of his dick to feel the vibrations too. 

“Mmm,” you moan at the vibrations the toy gives you. It stimulates your pussy, makes it tingle, you can already feel yourself getting wet again even though you still have your pants on. 

Yeah, the pants have to go. 

While unbuttoning your pants with one hand, you increase the setting of the toy with your other — it’s now at three; more than enough to get you both off. 

“Y-you… you didn’t- fuck… you didn’t- tell me it- that it… vibrates, fuck,” he says in between gasps and moans. 

Chuckling, you take a moment to look at the man under you. With his ears and cheeks red, sweat on his forehead, half-lidded lustful eyes trying their best to stare back at you, he looks really erotic right now. While unbuttoning his shirt, you reply, “Surprise, slut.”

“I’m not your slut,” he snaps at you.

Rolling your eyes, you pinch his left nipple and he gasps in response. With your pants now pulled down, you grind on his dick, making you both moan at the vibrations. 

“I don’t know, Jay. You seem like a real slut right now. Just look at you, you look fucked up.” You gasp when you feel his dick thrust into your clothed pussy in retaliation. “Okay, since you still wanna be a brat-” 

And then you start biting him again. You repeatedly bite his sensitive neck with your fangs, making him shiver under you. On top of that, you grind continuously against his dick while your hands play with his nipples. Jay feels so stimulated he can barely even think, much less form sentences. The only sounds that come out of his mouth are just gasps, moans and groans. 

“I’m being really nice to you, Jay and you’re idea of paying me back for my kindness is to be a brat and not follow my rules?”

Gasping, Jay squirms under you at your actions and words. It’s getting too much for him; the vibrations, your hands, your mouth, your words, your dominance — he’s gonna cum. Fuck, he’s gonna cum. 

“I’m-” 

“You’re not cumming until you beg me for it just like the slut that you are, understand?”

A whine leaves his mouth as you get off of him and he opens his eyes — fuck, they were closed? 

You turn down the toy vibration setting to number one as Jay just stares at the classroom ceiling, his breathing heavy. The air is heavy too, he can tell that he’s in trouble and what’s worse is that he genuinely feels thrilled about it, he’s looking forward to what you’re gonna do to him, how you’re gonna wreck him and fuck him dumb. He wants it, he wants to be your personal slut because it just feels so good. You make him feel so good.

“Bend over the desk.”

Now that he’s a bit calm, his brattiness comes out again. “Make me,” he says defiantly, not making any move to get up from the floor.

Sighing, you move closer to him and quickly turn him around so that his front body is facing the floor. Getting behind him, you manoeuvre his body so that his ass is in the air and his legs are spread wide open, giving you a full view of his ass. Jay, feeling embarrassed, quickly hides his face in his arms as he groans, “What are you even doing?”

He struggles to hold in a moan as your hands start kneading his ass. 

“You’re lucky I don’t have a dildo with me today,” you say as your finger starts pushing against his hole. He gasps and buries his head deeper into his arms at your movements. “Or else I would’ve really fucked you dumb already.”

A loud smack echoes across the room again, except this time, your hand makes contact with his ass instead of his face. He gasps loudly at the sensation. Although he expected the blow, it still took him by surprise. He bites his lips to prevent a moan from coming out because he knows that you’ll immediately get cocky when you hear it.

And he can’t handle your teasing right now, he just can’t. Not when you’re literally making a mess out of him right now — both figuratively and physically. His head is dizzy, his body isn’t listening to him, his dick is already leaking precum, his mouth is drooling. He might even start crying if you spank him too much.

You repeat your actions and every smack of your hand on his ass makes his dick so hard, he’s practically melting into the floor. By the time you stop, Jay can’t even think anymore, he just feels and right now, everything just feels so fucking good. 

A moment of silence goes by as he calms himself down and you ask him, “You okay?”

“Yeah,” he replies breathlessly.

“Colour?”

“Green, just give me a moment.”

Jay lays down on the floor on his back while you go to sit back down on the desk. Another moment of silence stretches between you two and you eventually ask him, “Do you want me to put the ointment now or later?”

“You have it with you?” He asks, genuinely curious and a bit surprised.

Chuckling, you reply, “Please. I carry it around in my pocket everywhere I go now because you’re such an exhibitionist and a pain slut. Anyway, now or later?”

With a hoarse voice, he says to you, “Later. Now fuck me.”

You laugh in response and tell him, “No.”

Sighing to himself, he starts feeling impatient. Still, he doesn’t say a word to you.

“We can go all evening, Jay. You won’t get to cum unless you beg,” you say.

He wants to ask if you’re joking and he prays to God that the answer is yes, but by the look of your face, he already knows that you’re being dead serious and that there’s no way for him to get out of this — well, not that he actually wants to. It takes him a while but he eventually says it in a really soft voice, so soft that you barely hear him.

“Please fuck me.”

“Can’t hear you,” you say unimpressed.

Sighing, he says it again, louder this time, “Please fuck me.”

Crossing your arms, you raise an eyebrow at him and say, “Come on, you can do better than that.”

Covering his face with his hands to hide his burning cheeks, he takes a deep breath and quickly starts rambling, “Please, please fuck me, I want to be inside you so bad please, I’m so hard it hurts and my cock is leaking, I need you, babe. I’ll be your slut, okay? I’m your personal slut and I’m sorry I was bratty. Just please fuck me. I’m so hard for you. Please?”

Satisfied, you give him a smile, slide down your underwear and go to grab the remote to increase the vibration setting again. After setting it on three, you lower yourself to sit down on his cock. He moans at the feeling of your wet cunt pressing against his dick along with the vibrations the toy gives him. Lowering your head near his ear, you say, “See? That wasn’t so hard now was it?”

Then, you start grinding against his dick. He can’t help the loud moan escaping out of his mouth. Placing your hands on his chest, you grind against him again as you whisper to him, “Want me to fuck you on this cold hard floor? Damn, you’re so fucking dirty, such a slut for me, huh?”

Unable to stop himself, he bucks up into you which only prompts you to push back against him harder. Both of you moan in response as his tip pushes against your core.

“Louder, babe. Let everyone know how much of a slut you are. God, imagine people seeing you like this. Mr bad boy Jay is actually a whore, a pain slut, my pain slut. How does it feel?”

He chokes on his words, “I-It.. feels… so fucking good, please.”

“Yeah? You want to be inside me?”

“Please,” Jay says as he nods in desperation. The feeling of the cold hard floor is doing something to him and his stinging ass against the floor just makes the pleasure and pain feel better.

“Beg, slut.”

Jay’s completely desperate and at your mercy now, he’s willing to do whatever you ask of him as long as his dick gets inside of you. So he starts rambling once again, “Please please please can you please put my cock inside you? I need you so bad, please-”

He can’t help but groan as he feels the familiar smack against his cheek. Thrusting his hips into you, it’s obvious that he likes the slap you just gave him. And if it’s not obvious, he’s already telling you to do it again, “Fuck, slap me again, please.”

So you slap him again since he’s asking nicely, one hand making contact with his cheeks while the other holds onto his cock as you put him inside of you. You slam yourself into him and you both moan at the sensation. It feels a bit painful for you though because you didn’t bother to get ready properly. You can only blame Jay for making you this horny and impatient.

Jay notices it. Of course he does, Jay notices a lot of things. Immediately sensing your slight discomfort, Jay asks you breathlessly, “Fuck, are you okay? I forgot that you didn’t-”

Nodding at him, you cut him off, “It’s fine, don’t worry too much about me.”

And with that, you start moving up and down his cock. Jay can’t stop moaning when you do that. Your every move, your every thrust gets his head spinning and he can’t think properly. All he can do is moan loudly in pleasure. You angle yourself so that he hits a good spot and you moan when he does, the impact sending shivers to your spine. The cock ring helps make the pleasure feel five times better than usual.

You keep going like this, fucking Jay hard into the floor as he just lays there and take it until eventually, you feel him getting close to his orgasm. You know because his hips start moving into you, his movements sloppy like a horny puppy just wanting to rut and his moans reaching a higher pitch than normal.

He moans your name, “I’m so fucking close, please.”

“You know the drill, bitch. Scream my name when you cum, understand?”

Nodding in desperation, he moans a yes loud and clear. As you keep pounding into him, you feel your orgasm coming in too. “Who’s my slut?” You ask him for the last time today.

At this point in time, all Jay can say is just a string of curses, more specifically the word fuck but of course, he never disappoints because he manages to choke out, “Me. I am. I’m your slut. I’m your filthy dirty slut. Please-”

“Louder. Let everybody here know how much of a slut you are for me,” you can’t help but say to him.

“I’m your slut,” he screams loud and clear, not caring if anybody’s walking by, not caring if anybody can actually recognise his voice. He doesn’t care, he just wants to cum because it’s just too much.

You thrust one more time into him and that’s enough to get him off the edge. He screams your name just like the last time — intense and loud. You feel him release his warm load inside you and it gets you cumming too. You moan his name as you come undone and continue moving albeit slowly, to ride the waves of your orgasm.

When you’re both spent, you lie on top of him. You could feel his cum oozing out of your cunt and you feel so glad that you started taking birth control pills several months ago. You both stay like that for a while, until you eventually get up to get the ointment from the pocket of your pants. Because his energy is drained, he just looks as you make your way back towards him.

“Turn around,” you tell him as you start putting some ointment on your hands. He obeys without a word, turning around and showing his bare ass to you.

“Thanks for today,” you continue as you start rubbing the ointment on his sore ass, “You did so well for me, I’m so proud of you. I’m sorry, I was being too rough with you.”

He chuckles at that, “Oh, babe, you know I love rough sex.”

A comfortable silence fills the air and as you continue taking care of him, he tells you in a soft voice, “Thanks. I enjoyed today.”

[bubblegumbarbie33]

Another The Lost Boys Incorrect Quotes Post

David: They hate me for being a slut tbh and maybe the killings too but that's unlikely.

@pathologising

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Star: Woman? No, you misheard, I'm an omen. I don't identify as male or female, I identify as a warning.

@generalgrievousdatingsim

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David: The sexual tension between me and disappearing with an explanation.

@bvbbydoll

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Michael, sitting in the lap of his hot vampire boyfriend: I've wanted to be a trophy wife since I was a little boy.

@a-seiji

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Paul: When you high and the world feels 3D.

Star: It is.

Paul: On God?

@sonypraystation

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David: Attempted murder is a form of intimacy by the way. Don't listen to anyone who tells you different.

@godsfavspike

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Sam: I'm going to defeat you with the power of friendship and this gun I found.

@the-quasar-hero

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David: Stop calling me a bad person just because I'm orchestrating your downfall.

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Edgar Frog: Sure! Blame the guy who's a huge idiot and causes a lot of problems, again.

@reallyreallyreallytrying

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Michael: How is 'pretty boy' supposed to be an insult I'm the prettiest goddamn boy in town.

@elfiot

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Marko: Teehee lol. *lunges at your throat*

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David: I'm such a man who leans in doorways. Relaxes against the counter. Drapes across the couch. Sprawls over an armchair. My spine isn't straight and neither am I.

@bagginshield

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Star, glaring at Marko: You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays.

@garfieldtaxidermy

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Sam, wandering around the vamp hotel: Just because I broke into your house doesn't mean imma take something, maybe i just wanna look around damn.

@halodite

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Star, referring to herself: Any guy can be a babygirl but it takes a man to be a single mother.

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Allan Frog: Bite the vampire first to establish dominance.

@tainbocuailnge

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Paul, picking on Star: You used to be shy, now you're a whore.

Star: Character development.

@xcurrerbellx

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David: Sorry I called you a fucking idiot I was trying to flirt.

@dont-give-a-fuck-club

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David and Star, sharing the same braincell: I couldn't fix him, but I could fuck him.

@slasherdean

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Dwayne: "I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy." I would. Pussy

Paul: "I'm not gonna sink to their level." I will. Coward

Marko: "I'm the bigger person." I'm 5'7". Give me the gun bitch

@the-stray-liger

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Star, staring at David: There is something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you.

Michael, also staring at David: Can we kiss.

@authcenter

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Florentius Baenius: Bite the vampire first to establish dominance.

Isran: That's not how vampire hunting works—

[licncourt]

Licncourt you're right as always about female coding and you hit the nail on the head about Louis!

My opinion about Lestat is that he was portrayed as the stereotypical bad woman: vain, shallow, cruel and foolish but beautiful. But he was also a victim whom the narrative constantly forces to forgive and love his abusers because that's the only way he becomes worthy of being loved. It happened with Magnus, Akasha, Armand and also with his father (the only time Lestat didn't want to forgive someone... but was pushed to do so) It's frustrating if you think about it, because that's what society expects of women.

I'm really glad you think so!! He's so girl to me but in the right way, not the Anne Rice way.

I was sooo happy when I read this because !!! You are absolutely onto something here that should be examined further. There's some overlap between Louis and Lestat for sure when it comes to female-coding, both of them being portrayed as over-emotional and somewhat effeminate etc, but it's really cool how the rest contrasts in such an interesting way, like a Venn diagram. I've talked plenty about Louis being pretty directly analogous to the stereotypes of a lustful, weak-willed, hysterical woman whose primary assigned value is beauty, but there's a LOT to say about Lestat too.

I love what you said here because the first part really feels like a throughline tying Lestat to the women who helped established the Bad Woman archetypes in the literary canon like Medea (vindictive and treacherous), Lady Macbeth (power-hungry for personal gain), or Delilah (a calculated honeytrap for "righteous men"). In spite of his anger and mistreatment of Louis, most of Lestat's flaws in the trilogy are strikingly feminine in the literary sense. He's quite literally portrayed as a cruel, shrill gold-digger who dickmatized a rich husband and trapped him with a child.

Yes, he's an angry, domineering man, but it's the impotence behind his anger that pivots towards the stereotypically feminine. Throughout IWTV, he's all bark and no bite, yelling, whining, throwing books and sulking, even having an affair to punish Louis for his coldness and lack of affection versus anything more direct and aggressive. It really reads like the idea of a bitchy housewife tormenting her husband while trying to get her way and take revenge.

In addition, I really like the comparison of him with the wicked mother archetype, a maternal figure who poisons the daughter with her own trauma and anger (Clytemnestra-esque) and creates another monstrous woman in her own image. I've mentioned this before, but I think the creation of Claudia can be read symbolically as a conception, pregnancy, and birth, Louis draining her as a sort of insemination that's useless on its own but is "gestated" or made into a whole (a vampire child) by Lestat/his blood. In those terms, Lestat is immediately set up as a mother figure to Claudia, then again later when she's situated as a direct rival and narrative parallel to him. Generational trauma is passed from Gabrielle to and through Lestat and into Claudia as if he was also a daughter in the chain.

In terms of victimhood, what you said is also very interesting because it's one of the few places where this female-coded Lestat slips through and re-emerges really prominently in late canon despite AR's attempts to masculinize him. In trying to redeem him and make him "perfect", she puts him back into the feminine role with the societal expectation that a woman should forgive her abuser and take the high road, empathize with him even, especially in religious communities (interesting considering AR's wild rollercoaster ride with Catholicism). It's as if Lestat's disdain for Magnus is an unpleasant loose end she needs to tie up so he can be "good" now.

I think it's interesting too that the only abuser that the narrative doesn't ever give a sympathetic sort of pass to is Akasha, the sole woman who inflicted this kind of abuse on Lestat and a victim of bodily exploitation in her own right. Even the Marquis receives the narrative's sympathy as a repentant old man, even Magnus the monster. Not Akasha though. She's just a bitter man-hater and Lestat has to choose whether he wants to be also.

(Btw this is such @nasnyys business and what he screams into the void about every day so I'm making him a part of this. Everyone go talk to him about Lestat and evil woman allegories.)

[littleoanh]

Being in a relationship with August Ruthven

Characters: August Ruthven x Human!Reader

Warnings: Split between SFW and NSFW, established relationship, mentions of eliminating (not towards reader) and being called 'blood bag' and 'food supply'.

A/N: @mekiza and I collaborated our ideas what it's like being with beautiful Lord Ruthven ♡. Thank you so much for indulging this with me, my love! Divider is made by @benkeibear.

SFW

August Ruthven is quite the perfect gentleman, he will treat you like royalty because you deserve nothing but the best. He enjoys spoiling you with food, clothes, bags, etc. Anything you want, you got it. Though he will tone it down if it gets too overwhelming for you.

You are the only person in the world that does not need to call him ‘Lord Ruthven’. You have special privileges to call him ‘August’. If anyone else calls him ‘August’, he will correct them with a dangerous glint in his eye that it’s ‘Lord Ruthven’ to them. 

He enjoys intimacy (not in a sensual way), he likes being so close to you. Holding your hand, placing his hand on your waist, sitting on his lap, or cuddling. He is the big spoon, but he secretly loves it when you cuddle him from behind. 

Leaves an imprint (a mark) on your neck to show you are his. If anyone dares sink their fangs on you, he will personally consider this as treason and have them be eliminated. 

He is a big and well built man, standing next to you makes him feel powerful and able to protect you from any harm. Also, he finds your height adorable because of how small you are compared to him (sorry if you happen to be taller than him).

 August loves listening to your heart beat at night, it brings him comfort and feel at peace. He can’t explain it, but he needs to have his hand on your heart. He may be a powerful and influential vampire, but you are his safe haven. 

This man DOES NOT get jealous easily, so good luck on trying to make him jealous. He is confident, put together, and financially stable. In fact, he finds it amusing to see other people trying to win your attention. There is no one better than him, therefore he knows what he is worth. 

He is usually a calm man BUT he will get triggered when someone dares call you his ‘blood bag’ or ‘food supply’. His eye color will change and the ground is shaking from his anger (don’t worry you are safe by him).

NSFW

Stating the obvious but it needs to be said … he has a big dick and a wide girth. The first time you see this, your jaw drops or maybe you’re drooling (take your pick). He finds it adorable when you are struggling to take him all in. But he will make sure to prep you, after all you are his precious human. He will not cause you any discomfort.

Has the biggest degradation kink. Grabbing your hair, talking down on you in bed and calling you by degrading names. What comes with his degradation kink is also praise. Calling you a good girl/boy when you follow his orders.

As I said before, August is a big man therefore he has a size kink. No matter what size you are, he can easily carry you without any struggle. He enjoys fucking while standing because of the faces you make when you are taking him so deep. 

August is a dom, you cannot make this man be submissive. If you try to, he can easily turn the table around. So there’s no point in trying. He enjoys being in control, taking the lead and showing his dominance.  

He loves leaving marks on your thighs, regardless if you’re ticklish he is strong enough to keep you in place. The more you squirm, the more aggressive his bites are. He will train you to get used to his kisses and bites on your thighs, this is his favorite body part.

His fingers are long and thick, he enjoys stuffing them in your holes. He finds it fascinating to see all the faces you make just by his fingers. It’s not even his cock and you are going crazy over them. After he’s done fingering you, he will lick his fingers to watch your expression changing into embarrassment. Again, he finds this adorable. 

Cockwarming. Sometimes duty calls where he can’t take time off and needs to handle proposals and paperwork. Having you on his lap, hearing your moans, whimpering or whining and watching you squirming on his big cock will make his work more tolerable.

Not interested in quickies, he prefers taking his time and having an emotional bond with you. He can take his time, pull several earth shattering orgasms out of you, and fill his load up over and over again.  

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[angel-fics]

The Lost Boys Head Canons: What They Are Like in Bed

okok, i’ve been kinda anxious to make this one bc i haven’t written anything like this on this new blog and i never really got around to making NSFW head canons on my other account, but you know what, it has to be done

i feel like this is too detailed but also not detailed enough and i have so many thought so please, if you want, ask for elaborations or one shots of a specific character, or is you just want a longer list of kinks (and examples👀)

(both dom and sub for all my readers)

David:

*Dom!David

-He’s very much in control, he’s a controlling guy in general and that would translate in bed

-David will always tell you exactly what position he wants you in and won’t accept anything else

-A big kink of his is to make you believe that he’s only after his own pleasure and that he doesn’t care whether you get off or not

-Other kinks of his include being referred to as an authority figure; sir, master, daddy etc… Also, biting, he doesn’t care about hurting you while in a session, though he will take great care of you afterwards

-Will have sex in front of others to establish dominance and power over you and your body, will not ever in any way be affectionate in front of others, he has trouble with love and sex; he feels they are two completely separate things that cannot intersect in any way (if you’re cool with it, why not?)

*Sub!David

-There is not an existing universe where this man isn’t somehow in charge, definitely a pillow princess, everything has to go the way he wants it to even if he’s not on top or “in charge”

-huge brat, does whatever he wants even if he knows he’ll get punished for it, even if it means you won’t let him cum, he’ll disobey just to prove a point

-surprisingly a lot more affectionate like this, and relaxed. David spends most of his time trying to wrangle in his rowdy brothers and keep Max’s secret of being head vampire for their family’s safety. It takes a huge toll on his well being and mental health, not that he’d admit it

-When subbing, David’s biggest kinks are being spoiled/pampered, body worship and praise. please tell this man to calm down bc he’s the worlds best son, he really needs to calm down

-definition of “i can’t fix him, but i can fuck him. maybe that will calm him down”

Marko:

*Dom!Marko

-Not gonna lie, i can’t really see him as a dom, maybe a switch, but not a full-on dom. Service dom would be closest I could see it happening

-Marko is all about pleasure, both for himself and for you, mostly you. He wants sex to be fun and exhilarating, it’s not about power or relieving tension for him, just being close to you and loving on you is good for him and that’s enough

-If you’re relatively new to sex or in a particular mood, he’ll take charge and gently tell you how and where he wants you, his first priority being your comfort and pleasure in the bedroom

-His links as a dom would include body worship (giving), praise (giving), and fucking in any position where he has full access to your face (he likes to cum on your face)

*Sub!Marko

-I feel like Marko is more at home here. he’s a very amenable guy who likes to go along with whatever people tell him to, so he’d have close to no problem following orders and instructions that you give him

-Honestly, if he were to be “disobedient” it would be bc he cracked a joke at the wrong time and accidentally shifted the mood away from sex. And it’s always the lame ass dad jokes, too. He can be a lot more comedic than that but it’s always the dad jokes that make you start laughing (one time he said something like “what does the ocean say to the shore? nothing, it waved” while you were giving him head and you snorted so hard you nearly bit his dick off. he did not learn his lesson and your sex life is full of near misses)

-Whimpers, he told me himself, he whimpers like crazy. He’s not too loud in bed unless he’s talking (this dude will try to have a full on conversation with you while trying not to cum down your throat without permission). But yeah, Marko whimpers and it really gets you going

-His kinks include being edged, being overstimulated, being punished in any way, when you ride his face while not letting him touch you, and praise. (just tell him he’s doing a good job while he’s making you breakfast and homie will catch a boner so fast)

Paul:

*Dom!Paul

-He really, really likes when you’re disobedient. And he won’t punish you for it, no, he’ll reassert himself as being in charge. This will include yanking back your hair and exposing your fragile neck to his sharp fangs or rapidly changing your position to daze you into submission

-It’s all fun for Paul, he likes the challenge associated with taming someone so he couldn’t be with someone who was mindlessly obedient at first. Sex and fun go hand in hand with him and that’s how he likes it

-He doesn’t really think he’s some hardcore dom like David is, but he isn’t about just hand you your orgasms like Marko would try to. You have to work to please him for him to please you, give and take, equals

-His kinks would be to pull your hair, spit in your mouth, tie you up, and biting (not hard enough to break skin, but he likes how it scares you, thinking he’ll feed from you if you misbehave) He’s not really into anything that would actually hurt you, he just likes to scare you a bit

*Sub!Paul

-He feels really at home here, tbh, but he’s not very good and being submissive. I think he’s naturally a bit submissive, but he will always be a rebel in his core.

-He likes to push your buttons and rile you up. So he will follow all of your rules but constantly bends them to see how far it takes for you to snap. It’s infuriating and Paul is often punished for this. He likes it

-His biggest kink (both dom and sub) is trying new things. He doesn’t have any hard “no’s” so he’s pretty much up for anything at least once so long as it doesn’t threaten his or your safety. And he loves when you take charge bc even tho he’s up for new things, he needs someone who wants to make a go of it and tell him what to do

-As a sub, his kinks are being ordered around (just for the purpose of getting in your last nerve). He loves being punished with orgasm denial just to constantly beg for forgiveness and watch you give into him. Pull and yank his hair while on top, he goes nuts for that. Bite him back and leave marks, omg leave marks, he adores it for days afterwards

Dwayne:

*Dom!Dwayne

-Service dom through and through. And not in the way that Marko is, Dwayne will order you around firmly and you will obey him, no ifs, ands, or buts about it

-He doesn’t like to punish you, at all, but he won’t allow you to get away with being a brat either. He will edge you until you promise to obey, or he will overstimulate you until you pass out from exhaustion

-He’s pretty serious in bed compared to the others. Like, even David will tease you a little and play mind games, both Paul and Marko like to mess around, but Dwayne will not. He’s very passionate and extremely sensual, there’s nothing on his mind other than your body and your obedience

-His kinks include brat taming, leaving marks (bites and fingerprint-shaped bruises on your body), marathon sex/multiple orgasms, rough sex (he gets a little pep in his step if he accidentally breaks the boards in your bed), and exhibitionism (not really intentional, he feels as tho it’s his right to fuck you whenever and wherever he gets the desire to)

*Sub!Dwayne

-Like Marko being a dom, it’s hard to see Dwayne as a sub. All in all, if you want to be in charge, he’ll let you, but only because he prioritizes your pleasure and doesn’t really mind being told what to do

-Out of all of them, Dwayne is the most obedient, he’ll do whatever you want happily and without complaint, you hardly ever punish him. The few times you have are when he wanted to be on top and tried to take control of you (if you tie him up as a punishment, he won’t give you any trouble after that)

-He is loud, so fucking loud. He begs. Whimpers. Moans. Cries. Babbles incoherently about how amazing and beautiful you are, about how good he will be for you, and how badly he needs to make you cum

-His main kinks when subbing are being tied up, being edged, praise and degradation (whew, good luck with that), he loves being ordered around once he gets into the whole sub dynamic, and being marked (please leave scratches on his chest, abs, and v-line, he will brag about them to anyone who asks)

[accidentalbi]

pinterest quotes that make me feel an indescribable itch in my brain

" Weird hill to die on, but at least you're dead. "

" In a fight, they're lethal. Around each other, they melt. "

" Two broken souls scarred with the wounds from their demons, playing a dangerous game of trust and love. "

" Have you ever seen the hell in someone's eyes and loved it anyway? "

" Breathe through the fear and walk through the fire. "

" I sat and sat. Something was wrong inside me. I felt it inside my stomach and I didn't know what to do. So I laid down on the floor. "

" I aim to be lionhearted, but my hands still shake and my voice isn't quite loud enough. "

" Every angel is terrifying. "

" I'm extremely devout, but nobody can figure out what I'm worshipping. "

" Evolution was a mistake. I want fangs. "

" The eighth deadly sin is actually being mean to me, but they keep that one a secret. "

" My house is haunted because I live here. "

" She has angel eyes, the devil's grin, and tattered wings. "

" I don't study, I consult the lore. "

" If I cannot bend Heaven, I will raise Hell. "

" Your movements are so cryptic and wraith-like. You've got, like, a precise and deadly energy. You seem unkillable. "

" The horrors may be beyond your comprehension, but I comprehend them perfectly. "

" This man can't be fixed. I can fuck him, though. Maybe that will calm him down. "

" Finally the demon is down and looking peaceful. "

" I'll fuck you eventually, relax. Let me be funny first. "

" I want him broken. I want him resentful and tired. I want him uncontrollable with anger and vengeance. I want him irreversibly unhinged. "

" Oldest daughters are some of the toughest men you'll ever meet. "

" Throw me to the wolves and I'll come back leading the pack. "

" I know she is unhinged, responsible for multiple atrocities, and a danger to herself and others. But have you ever considered that she is tiny, and sad, and I love her? "

" Hold the fuck up. I'm the fuck up. Hold me. "

" I wasn't born to be soft and quiet. I was born to make the world shake at my fingertips. "

" You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. "

" Is this what I get for loving a god? "

" You're a little tragedy, aren't you? "

" You and I both know this ends in blood. "

" They made you into a weapon and told you to find peace. "

" Nobody smart plays fair. "

" Anything you can do, I can do bleeding. "

" You want battle? I'll give you war. "

" I saw magic in his eyes. Dirty, dark, beautiful magic. "

" You're a weapon, and weapons don't weep. "

" I fear no evil. The shadow is mine, and so is the valley. "

" What doesn't kill me better run. "

" I might be a sinner and I might be a saint. "

" Not a god's chosen, but a god's cursed. "

" Sir, that's my emotional support knife collection. "

" What, pray tell, the fuck. "

" We can simultaneously be human and monster. Both of those possibilities are in all of us. "

" Looking half a corpse and half a god. "

" Be the reason why the lights flicker when you enter a room. "

" I don't take orders. I barely take suggestions. "

" The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me. "

" I like storms. They let me know that even the sky screams sometimes. "

" Are you praying again? How raw are your knees? How often will you repent? "

" The hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable quantities of blood. "

" Loyal to few, ruled by none. "

" If this is to end in fire, then we will all burn together. "

" Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm going to burn your house down. "

" I hate when people ask me what sign I am. Bitch, I'm a sign from god, start running. "

" His grin was always halfway a smile and halfway a threat. "

" The fastest way to a man's heart is by tearing a hole through his ribcage. "

" Crooked grins, sly hands, and one dangerous voice. "

" True evil is, above all things, seductive. "

" Bite the vampire first to establish dominance. "

" My immense self-hatred vs my delusional god complex. "

" I'm not in danger. I'm the danger. "

" Bare those teeth and snarl, baby. "

" This howl… isn't from a dog. "

" You want to play dirty? Fine. Let's play dirty. "

" Your hands are scarred from murder and yet I trust them completely. "

" You got a taste for blood when you were licking your own wounds. "

" Rome wasn't built in a day. But it burned in one. "

" I like to have powerful enemies. Makes me feel important. "

" How many centuries deep is your wound? "

" Just like the moon, half of my heart will always love the dark. "

" I don't think you're truly mean. You have sad eyes. "

" It is not Hell if you like the way it burns. "

" The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets. "

" Yes, it's dangerous. That's why it's fun. "

" Fuck therapy, I'm becoming a knight. "

" Only a monster can deal with another monster. "

" Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. "

" I could set this world on fire and call it rain. "

" I swing both ways. Violently. With a bat. Come get some, motherfuckers. "

" I suck at apologies, so unfuck you… or whatever. "

" Ah, there he is. That motherfucker. "

" I love you is a death sentence in my mouth. "

" It scares me sometimes, the emptiness I see in my eyes. "

" You walk a fine line between beautifully macabre and uncharacteristically psychotic. "

" He smelled of strawberries and depression. "

" Let's cause a little trouble. "

" Keep your head high and your middle finger higher. "

" Get in, loser, we're living past the end of our myth. "

" We sin as devils, we love as angels. "

" Like it's my fault my love language is acts of service and all I know how to do is kill. "

" I have learned that pleasing everyone is impossible, but pissing everyone off is easy and funny as hell. "

" Liking angels in an atheist kinda way. They're just pigeons to me. "

" Why the fuck am I not a slightly ominous forest entity that you only see out of the corner of your eye on a foggy day? "

" Maybe we can find out what the hell your problem is over dinner sometime. "

" Cute first date ideas -- hand to hand combat. "

" Third base is me telling you about my father. "

" Honey, I… bought us matching swords. "

" Family isn't who you're born with. It's who you die for. "

" RIP to everyone killed by the gods for their hubris, but I'm different. And better. Maybe even better than the gods. "

" I'm not really a househusband or a housewife, I'm more like a house beast. I'm in your walls, causing mysteries and stealing your things. "

[sinuestories]

🔥ΒΔΣ’s Halloween Bash is HERE!🔥

Guess what, sinners? Chase is LIVE on JanitorAI, ready to take you on one wild ride. Go check him out if you’re ready to sin. 🌕

The party's just getting started, but trust me, it’s not the sticky floors or shitty costumes you’ve gotta watch out for. That fog rolling in? Yeah, it’s about to turn everything upside down—and Chase Davenport, your cocky, hot-as-hell football star of a boyfriend, is already feeling it. 🐺

AnyPOV | WerewolfJock x Girlfriend!User | Established Relationship | ❤️‍🔥 Smut (Probably) | 🌸 Romance (Likely) | ❤️‍🩹Fluff (Could Be) | First Bot in a Series of Four

Content Warnings: Possessive behavior, Sexual themes, Power dynamics, Emotional manipulation, Territorial aggression, Blood, and Violence.

Kinks: Knotting, Breeding, Marking, Dominance, Rough Play, Primal Play, Public Sex, Praise, Marathon Sex, Teasing, Oral.

Oh, and just a little heads-up: this time, Chase had a lot to say, so the initial message turned out a bit longer than usual. 😉Here is a little preview

The frat house is buzzing with the chaos of a full-blown Halloween rager. The music’s pounding so hard the windows rattle, a mix of bass-heavy beats and drunken hollers. The air is thick with stale beer, cheap cologne, sweat, and something burnt—probably from the shitty smoke machine someone thought was a good idea. But no one cares—it’s Halloween, and the party’s just getting started.

Chase pulls at his cheap werewolf mask, plastic fangs hanging crooked, fur itching around the edges like it came straight out of a bargain bin at Party City. But it's all part of the vibe. Muscles flex as he throws a ping-pong ball. It bounces off the rim, and the crowd groans. Chase just grins, cocky as ever. “Next round’s mine.”

Beside him, Jake lounges against the table, his half-assed vampire costume barely hanging together—plastic fangs and a cape that looks like it’s stolen from a high school theater department. His eyes drift lazily across the room, landing on {{user}}. He smirks, sizing them up. “Speaking of... think they’re ready for a real bite?”

Chase rolls his eyes but can’t help the smirk. “Outta your league, bro. If anyone’s getting a taste tonight, it’s me.”

Jake chuckles, flashing his cheap fangs. “Big talk for someone still riding bench on that last shot. Bet you can’t even handle them when it counts.”

Chase takes a sip from his cup, eyes flicking to {{user}}. “Watch me.”

From behind his eerie mask, Mason chuckles, his voice cutting through the noise, dark and unapologetic. “Nah, they’re probably just too polite to tell you they’re faking it.”

“Please,” Chase shoots back without missing a beat, “They weren’t faking anything when I had them in the end zone last night.”

Jake whistles low, shaking his head with a grin. “Hope they’re ready for a rematch, bro. Looks like they could use a little... extra coaching.”

Chase’s grin widens as he throws a wink {{user}}’s way. “Trust me, they’ll be scoring all night long.”

His attention keeps drifting to {{user}}, his eyes lingering a little longer each time.

[endawn]

bite the vampire first to establish dominance —

[desicat-writer]

Spike: you gotta bite the vampire first to establish dominance.

Spike *inches closer to buffy*

[cuntylouis]

I feel we’ve as a fandom pretty much collectively ignored the scene where Lestat bites Louis maybe specifically because of its disturbing implications but enough time has passed that i think i’m just gonna say it. It’s essentially a rape scene and i think it was probably intentionally portrayed that way. There was some discussion on twitter about this a while ago (one of the few times i’ve seen it talked about at all) and people were quick to point that while drinking blood between vampires is generally portrayed as intimacy equivalent to sex in the books it’s not always sexual and the context matters. Vampires being able to have sex in traditional way in the show also makes it more complicated. But i think in this case the context actually strongly supports interpreting it as sexual violence. Louis and Lestat are a married couple who we can infer were probably frequently drinking from each other while having sex - we actually see many times that they associate blood with their attraction toward each other. Every time we see them drinking from each other it is in sexual context. For Lestat his sexual lust and bloodlust for Louis were inseparable in the beginning. The scene in 1.5 is a direct dark parallel to their first sex scene with flying. 1.5 is sort of bookended by vampire couples drinking from each other, opening with Louis drinking from Armand and it being clearly sexual for them, and closing with Lestat’s violent assault on Louis. There is a heavy emphasis on Lestat’s resentment and frustration that Louis isn’t having sex with him anymore. The way he goes about his assault, like that bitter, possessive “i chose you!”, makes it clear there is an element of trying to establish dominance and ownership over Louis and his body. The entire DV scene is intentionally structured as a supernatural version of everyday realistic domestic violence which makes the marital rape aspect rather obvious. Notably the writer of the episode mentioned in an interview Lestat raping a woman in the books as an example why she felt this type of domestic violence wouldn’t be ooc for him. Claudia is raped in the same episode and her and Louis’ experiences are paralleled, like when in the next episode they’re talking about Bruce when Lestat tries to come to talk to Louis. Lestat is such an impulsive and unstable person he probably couldn’t even himself explain why he did what he did in that moment, but in my opinion aside from trying to weaken Louis so that he couldn’t leave there was definitely a component of sexual aggression. Would be interesting to hear directly from the writers did they mean it to be viewed that way

[loyaltylanced]

" Bite the vampire first to establish dominance. "

@loyaltyguided

" -- But I like it when she bites me. "