#adam olla fic

[psychospore]

Intoxicating

A sequel to A Blood Pact.

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Summary: Adam comes back for more blood and swears your blood is unlike any other

Word count: 624

Pairing: Adam OLLA x F!reader

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It was barely two months since you last saw Adam. You haven't heard back from him and part of you thinks he might have forgotten his end of the deal. You sighed as you slumped back in your swivel chair, cupping your face and rubbing your eyes. It was rather a slow night and you are getting nowhere in your research.

You glanced at the refrigerator, seeing 4 metal canisters filled with O-negative blood when you see a familiar figure reflected from the glass door, looming behind you - Adam. You quickly turned around to face your visitor.

He was still wearing his bizarre hospital get-up that made you raise your brow as if you weren't startled as heck just a second ago.

"Dr... Y/N" he gloomily greets you.

" Adam, how have you been?" You look at him from top to bottom.

" Famished. I'm here for my supply in exchange for these manuscripts - studies of vampirism carefully curated by yours truly" he hands you a thick stack of crisp and yellowed paper.

" Thank you," you extended your arms to receive the documents, carefully placing them in a safe spot on the table. You walked a few feet over to the refrigerator where the canisters are, pulled the door open, and bent down to pick two at a time, laying them horizontally inside Adam's bag.

He picked one up, removing his mask, to take a quick whiff and a tiny gulp, his mouth went wide open to reveal blood-soaked ivories, extended canines visible. His eyes rolled back in pleasure but a tiny wince shortly followed. Still, he looked strikingly stunning. Your thighs started to pool with arousal which you hurriedly shook off by asking him about his recent reaction.

" How's it?" You asked, not noticing accidentally getting cut from the glass slide you removed from the microscope just now. Your intoxicating scent started to seep into the air within the enclosed space.

" Still the same. Something about your blood made it pale in comparison though. I'm curious," he closed in on you, making you lean against the table as his warm breath whispered into your ears.

"You make me want to drain all the blood in your body," he hissed in your ear, drunk from his recent consumption and overwhelming scent.

You took a deep breath to try and push him away but his rock-hard chest barely budged from your efforts. You whimpered, but you tried to solidify your resolve, "you still need me... alive"

He brought your shivering hands in front of him, now pooling with blood as he starts to lick it hungrily, sloppily sucking each finger until there was no more left. Each gesture elicits a sexual reaction from you, a mix of moans and sighs almost making you climax from those alone.

" You are addictive," he declares as his piercing gaze stared directly at you, mentally undressing and sucking the blood from your neck.

You could only look in sheer terror and arousal as you realized what just happened. You tried to shake off the feeling, hurriedly washing your hands to rid of the scent.

" I think your supply would suffice in the meantime. I won't be able to supply a lot of my blood up until at least 3 months since I last gave them to you. Although if you really need it... I could draw up until 5cc just for a fix. Seems like you've developed some weird liking to my blood," you nervously chuckled

" Hmm.. I'll be back soon. Thank you, Doctor," he responded, seeming like a different person from what he was just a minute ago. He's back to his aloof self. He hurriedly walked out and left with his car, along with his supply of blood.

[joyful-enchantress]

Sneak Peek, Anyone?

A teaser for my soon-to-be-posted Adam (OLLA) x Fem!Reader fic, Love At First Bite, is below the cut... enjoy! Hopefully this will tide you over until I finish it up ;)

Update: The teaser is still below the cut, but the whole fic has been posted! You can read it here.

"Y/N, my love, I would be lying if I told you that your suggestion doesn't sound... divine. My reluctance to grant your request does not stem from a lack of desire, I assure you. In fact, it is just the opposite. I fear that I desire it too strongly -- that I'd enjoy it too much. That I'd be unable to control myself... unable to bring myself to stop."

You held your breath, completely captivated by his words; this was a new revelation -- he was being more honest with you than he'd ever been. If you were being truthful, it did scare you a little. But it didn't make the idea of Adam drinking from you any less arousing.

His eyes swam with unshed tears as he continued.

"I am ashamed, darling. Ashamed of how much I want it." He blinked and one of those tears broke free, toppling over the edge of his cheekbone and leaving a glistening trail down the side of his face. "And I know you trust me with your life, Y/N, but the trouble is, I don't trust myself..."

There was a pregnant pause -- Adam took a deep breath and he slowly swallowed, as if he was pushing down his own fear. What happened next sent a shiver down your spine and a jolt of arousal to your heated core.

His pupils dilated and his eyes darkened with lust before he continued, "...at least not yet."

[joyful-enchantress]

Ahhhh Grey, I am starstruck right now! 🤩

The way I’ve admired you and your blog for quite a while now and I finally had the guts to reach out to tell you about this little fic I decided to write.. and then you not only respond but you read my fic and you LIKE it??!! I am shook.

Thank you for reading! It means so much, seriously 🥹🥹

ILYSM 💜

Hi! ❤️

So, I know not too long ago you said you were in a vampire mood and I was too, and so I wrote a fic about Tom Hiddleston’s character Adam from Only Lover’s Left Alive, who is a vampire.

You can read it here if you’re interested 👉🏻👈🏻

Or if you’re not, just feel free to completely ignore me!

Also, I figured it wasn’t a bad time to say I love you and your blog 🥰

STEPHANIE 🥹♥️

I absolutely love this I’m blushing and imagining all sorts of filthy things, the way this is written is divine 😍 talented miss !!!

ILY ♥️

[psychospore]

A Blood Pact

A/N: I just watched Only Lovers Left Alive and I love it so I wanted to make something out of it. Hits too close as I am a Clinical Lab Scientist (I've worked in blood banks before). I enjoyed writing this - be back working on my Loki fics soonest 🥰

Summary: You and Adam had a mutual agreement - exchanging his knowledge for your well-coveted blood.

Word count: 938

Warnings: mentions of blood, details of performing phlebotomy/bloodletting

After Dr. Watson's sudden disappearance. You've managed to take his place at the hospital's blood bank. You are aware of a certain Dr. Faust, a frequent visitor of the Doctor and you are well aware as well that he is Adam, a depressed, reclusive musician who is also a vampire.

It was the middle of the night, and you are working alone processing blood - taking samples as you scanned them under the microscope when you heard the door creak behind you.

"Where's Dr. Watson?" A cold, chilling voice resounded behind you. You turned around and saw a tall, pale man, donning a green scrub suit underneath the laboratory coat, a surgical mask, and a surgical cap. What made it bizarre was the frazzled hair underneath, the dark glasses, and the vintage stethoscope that hung around his neck.

"I am afraid to tell you that Dr. Watson is no longer employed in this institution. He was relieved of his duty not too long ago," you responded as you turn your swivel chair to face your visitor.

"That is unfortunate news, has he left anything for me," his voice muffled under the mask.

"He has not. His departure was sudden but I have an idea of what you might be looking for," you answered as you took your latex gloves off.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean" he cautiously replied.

"Dr. Faust... Such a fine name, is it not Adam?"

Tension rose as he starts to scan you with his eyes for any signs of hostile behavior, standing defensively.

"Do not fret, I am not here to implicate you. Rather I'd like to offer a proposal,"

"Go on," his brow furrowed at your words.

"I offer you, blood - I practically control the blood here in this hospital, whatever goes in and out. If that's not enough, I offer you my own blood - O negative and uncontaminated, just how you like it" you offered him

"I cannot possibly suck your own blood, you will get turned and I won't risk it," his deep voice responded.

"silly man, of course, you won't have the luxury of sucking it straight from me. I'll have it drawn right in front of you so you can rest easy that the supply is fresh," you answered.

"why are you doing this? What's in it for you?"

"I need your great mind. Someone close to me has been turned by one of you. I'm so close to finding a cure but I would need your help to find the answer," you sternly answered, he can see the determination in your eyes.

"you've gone to such great lengths but I assure you, your efforts would be fruitless. This affliction is irreversible and I know" he rebutted against you.

"Maybe, but it is worth a try. Indeed, I've gone a long way - even manipulated my way here so I could get closer to you but I swear I'm further along with my research than what you think"

"Fine, but the blood?" He questioned.

"oh right - give me 15 minutes" as you scrambled to get the things you need for the phlebotomy. He sat a few feet away from you.

You decided to use a Heparin blood bag, able to hold as much as half a liter of blood without clotting it - although it doesn't last very long compared to usual preservatives, it's a natural blood anticoagulant and you know he will consume your blood in no time so it wasn't really an issue. You placed the empty blood bag on the shaker, so it could constantly agitate the drawn blood, evenly spreading the anticoagulant.

You took off your lab coat to expose and extend your arm and lay it securely on the table. You saw in your peripheral view how intently Adam was looking at you. You wrapped your upper arm firmly with a blue tourniquet, palpated the site, then carefully wiped the site of entry first with a swab of alcohol, then povidone-iodine. Once it dried, you unsheathed the 18 gauge needle attached to the blood bag.

With one swift motion, you punctured your median-cubital vein using the large needle and a surge of blood ran straight toward the blood bag. The pressure was strong enough that the blood bag was filled in less than 10 minutes. You gently tugged off the tourniquet, and covered the site with gauze before pulling the needle out and sheathing the cover back. You pressed firmly on your punctured wound to stop the bleeding but Adam seemed to catch the scent of the fresh blood as his head was knocked back baring his fangs - you realized that he pulled down his mask, revealing a well-chiseled face underneath.

You carefully packed the filled blood bag and handed it to him. "Here you go. Come visit anytime if you need some more."

He looks at you with sheer lust looming in his eyes - he wanted to burrow his fangs on your exposed neck as he feasts on you then and there, your scent was too exquisite, too surreal, unadulterated blood pulsating through your veins - which he tried to fight off by hurriedly grabbing the blood bag and stuffing it inside his leather bag. He tried handing you a wad of cash but you told him to save it for later. He didn't complain anymore as the scent of your blood was starting to overwhelm him.

He took a deep sigh as he drove off from his car, which you saw as you peeked through your window. You were utterly sure he'll be back soon enough as you resumed where you left off.

[tomhiddleston-is-mischief]

Tom: Nice! Jello shots!

Adam: no-!

Loki: *snickers*

Tom: *puts it in his mouth*

Tom: whot the heck?

Adam: that- that was blood.

Tom: *internally dies* oh..

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

From my next fic, involving an OFC and Adam from Only Lovers Left Alive

(this fic isn’t finished but I wanted to let y’all know I hadn’t stopped writing completely)

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There are almost no good reasons for anyone to knock on someone’s door at two in the morning.

Which was why when loud, resounding knocks echoed through her apartment, Lily stiffened in the middle of her messy bed. Her already quiet music turned off with the slow close of the warm laptop on her bare thighs. Maybe it was just some drunk looking for a friend and banging on the wrong door. Maybe it was just a lost delivery driver. Late-night munchies were a plight felt by all at one point or another, right?

The knocks practically rattled her teeth the second go around.

Or maybe it was someone hell-bent on breaking down the damn door.

Armed with her phone in one hand and her vibrator--it just so happened to be the nearest blunt and slightly heavy object--Lily crept toward the door and peered through the peephole.

A mane of thick, coarse black hair blocked any view of who could be on the other side, but she knew only one person with skin as pale as frigid snow and an attitude to match.

Hiding her vibrator behind her back, she opened the door and leaned against it, frowning at the nocturnal landlord. “Something wrong, Ad-”

“Your music,” he groused plainly. “It’s too loud and fucking awful at that.”

[ink-asunder]

Adam: You have asthma too?!

Hal: *nervous peace sign from the hospital bed*

Eve: TWO kinds of asthma?!

[joyful-enchantress]

@psychospore you have no idea the way I SCREAMED when I saw this!!! You mean my little fic inspired you to watch OLLA for the first time ever?? 🥹🥹🥹

And then I saw you wrote and posted your own Adam fic too and I’m just — 😭❤️ I’m SO glad you enjoyed this and it was able to inspire you to discover Adam for yourself.

Thank you for the kind words, and for reading and taking the time to comment. Much love! 😘

Love at First Bite (18+) | Adam (OLLA) x Fem!Reader

A/N: You’ve been dating Adam for a while and this Valentine’s Day, you take a new step in your relationship. Written as part of the 14 Days of Valentines Collection curated by @muddyorbsblr ❤️ This is my first time writing for Adam. I hope you enjoy!

Genre/Warnings: Smut (18+), fluff too, angst (if you squint), established relationship, language, vampires, biting, mentions of blood, dom/sub dynamics, restraints

Word Count: 3.5k

“It is too dangerous, darling. The answer is still no.”

At his steadfast declination, you turned your lips downward into your most convincing pout, your doe eyes adding to the air of innocence and longing. The demure look on your face was surely a stark contrast to your lascivious body, perched as it was, straddling Adam's lap and clad in nothing save for a pair of black lace panties and one of his tee shirts. “I only want it because I’m so sure you’d never hurt me, Adam.”

Your immortal lover brought his cool fingertips up from where they had been resting on your hip to brush softly against the column of your throat, his eyes meeting yours and swimming with a heady cocktail of solemnity, regret, and... was that desire? “We’re not talking about a hickey, love. I’d pierce your skin, drink your blood. By definition it would hurt you.”

You gave an exasperated sigh. “You know what I mean, Adam. I just know that I’d be safe with you. I trust you with my life.” An almost feline smirk stretched across your crimson lips. “And I can’t stop thinking about how hot it would be. Please, Adam. I want this.”

As you finished your plea, you began to kiss and suck on his neck, working your way from the corner of his chiseled jaw down to the notch between his collarbones, pulling a gravelly moan from his lips in response to your attention. You were fully aware that you were testing his resolve, fraying the edge of it, thread by thread. Hopefully, one day soon, it would finally snap, because you knew that deep down he, too, found the idea of drinking from you incredibly erotic.

He has actually admitted as much to you in the past. The two of you have discussed it before, almost too many times to count over the fourteen months that you've been seeing each other. Understandably, prior to dating Adam, your knowledge of vampires was limited. You'd thought that if he were to ever sink his fangs into you, that there were two options: dying or becoming a vampire yourself. It surprised you to learn that he could bite you, feed from you, without killing you and without turning you. From that moment on, the thought of him doing just that took up occupancy in a dark corner of your mind and never left.

“Darling…” Adam’s husky growl pulled you back to the present moment. “…look at me.”

You reluctantly pulled your lips away from his collarbone and met his gaze with your own.

He seemed to hesitate for just the briefest second, as if he was contemplating a change of heart, before he continued, “I can’t bring myself to do it, to mar this perfect skin…” as he said it, he brushed the pads of his fingers against your throat once again, touching you so gently, as if you were as delicate as a butterfly’s wing. “...you’re my lover, my partner. I love you, I cherish you, I respect you. You’re not a food source.”

You pondered his words for a moment before responding, absentmindedly tracing swirling patterns along the alabaster planes of his bare chest with your lithe fingertips.

“Adam, do we not have sex?”

He looked stunned at your question and scoffed as though it was the most ridiculous question he’d ever been asked. “Of course we do.”

“And is sex not a primal, almost animalistic desire?”

“I suppose so, but —”

You cut him off before he could continue. “So if you have no problem using my body to sate one primal hunger, why are you so morally opposed to using it to sate another?”

Adam's mouth opened as if he wanted to say something in response before it drew shut once more as he considered your words. Seizing the opportunity, you continued, leaning forward to rasp seductively in his ear, "We both already love it when I submit to you in the bedroom. Think of this as a natural extension of that submission... a way for me to yield even more control and power to you, Sir." You felt him shudder as the final word rolled off your tongue.

When you pulled yourself back to look at him once more, you noticed that Adam seemed flustered by your words; he broke eye contact and looked around like he was searching the room for a reply that kept evading him. And if vampires could blush, you thought to yourself, his neck and cheeks would be turning scarlet.

"Adam..." you whispered as you took his face between both of your hands and gently turned his head to look at you. There was a sadness in his eyes when they met yours again. He looked sorry. Guilty, even. "...we don't have to keep discussing this for now. It's okay. I can tell it is upsetting you, and that's not what I want. That's not what I ever want." As you breathed out your loving reassurance, you kissed him softly, willing all of your adoration to cascade over him in a soothing wave of warmth and devotion.

When you finally broke the kiss, Adam spoke again at last, his voice careful and deliberate, as if what he was saying might scare you away.

"Y/N, my love, I would be lying if I told you that your suggestion doesn't sound... divine. My reluctance to grant your request does not stem from a lack of desire, I assure you. In fact, it is just the opposite. I fear that I desire it too strongly -- that I'd enjoy it too much. That I'd be unable to control myself... unable to bring myself to stop."

You held your breath, completely captivated by his words; this was a new revelation -- he was being more honest with you than he'd ever been. If you were being truthful, it did scare you a little. But it didn't make the idea of Adam drinking from you any less arousing.

His eyes swam with unshed tears as he continued.

"I am ashamed, darling. Ashamed of how much I want it." He blinked and one of those tears broke free, toppling over the edge of his cheekbone and leaving a glistening trail down the side of his face. "And I know you trust me with your life, Y/N, but the trouble is, I don't trust myself..."

There was a pregnant pause -- Adam took a deep breath and he slowly swallowed, as if he was pushing down his own fear. What happened next sent a shiver down your spine and a jolt of arousal to your heated core.

His pupils dilated and his sapphire eyes darkened with lust before he continued, "...at least not yet."

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More than six weeks had passed since that conversation with Adam; it was the last time the delicate subject of him biting you came up. Neither of you mentioned it again after Adam bared his soul to you the way he did and finally admitted the real reason he was so hesitant to grant your salacious wish.

Your thoughts drifted back to that night; after your conversation and Adam's confession, the two of you shared a night of passion that has been burned in your memory ever since. The ferocity, the possessiveness, the raw eroticism. The way he claimed you so roughly, so thoroughly, that you would never again doubt who you belonged to.

Something turned Adam completely feral that night -- the marks of ownership he left on your body lasted nearly a week and the echo of him chanting "Mine..." over and over again like a mantra rang in your ears long after the night ended.

A wave of hot, wet arousal pooled between your thighs at the vivid memory.

A ping from your phone delivered you from your reverie and brought your thoughts back to the present. It was a text from Adam.

Happy Valentine's Day, my love. I cannot wait to see you tonight. I have a surprise for you so don't be late. xx

The loving yet commanding tone of his text message, combined with the filthy images that had just been flashing through your mind, fanned the flames of your already sweltering desire. You hoped that whatever Adam had in store for you tonight would lead to the bedroom.

Glancing at the clock, you realized that you had just over an hour to get ready if you wanted to arrive on time. You'd better get to work.

After showering and ensuring you were properly groomed from head to toe, you slipped on Adam's favorite black mesh lingerie set. The sheer fabric left almost nothing to the imagination, and the strappy accents gave a subtle but sexy nod to the harnesses and cuffs he loved to use on you. You hoped he would use them tonight.

You chose a classic little black dress and leather jacket to wear over the lingerie. The look was complete with a touch of makeup, including blood red lips, and your black Doc Martens. With one last once-over in the mirror, you gave yourself a nod of approval and walked out the door.

When you pulled up to Adam's and approached the front door, you could hear him playing music inside, the vibrations from his amplifier rattling the old house. You pressed your palm lightly against the door, feeling as the wooden panels seemed to thrum with electricity under your touch. There was no need to ring the doorbell -- he'd barely be able to hear it, bathed as he was in his own symphony of sound. Plus, you knew he'd be able to pick up your scent and would come to greet you and welcome you inside.

Not even 30 seconds later, the music came to a stop and you could hear the faint creaking of the floorboards as Adam gracefully descended the staircase and strode towards the front door.

As he swung open the door, he stood before you, clad in faded black jeans and his favorite robe, tied sluttishly loose around his waist so that his bare chest was exposed to your roaming eyes. His own iridescent orbs peered out from behind curtains of jet-black hair and met yours with a simmering intensity that took your breath away. At your reaction, a self-satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth; no doubt he could hear your quickening heartbeat.

"Hello, darling. Right on time, I see. Good girl." He wrapped you in his arms, pulling you flush against his chest and nuzzling the top of your head. His praise turned you to a puddle for him and dammit, he knew it. Not that you were complaining.

"Hi Adam," you murmured softly, "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, indeed," he hummed, "Come inside, love, so we can begin celebrating."

You followed him inside, kicking off your shoes and hanging up your jacket in the foyer, and before you knew it, you found yourself in a familiar position -- straddling his lap as he sat on the couch, lips joined together in a passionate kiss. His cool digits danced up the length of your thighs, hiking up the skirt of your dress as they went. The chill of the air meeting your freshly exposed skin caused you to shiver, and Adam took advantage of your momentary distraction to break the kiss and move his attention to your neck, licking and sucking on your pulse point until you moaned for him.

"Adam..." you panted, "I thought you said you had a surprise for me?"

You could feel him smile against your neck, and he chuckled softly before he replied, "Don't worry, my love, you'll find out soon enough."

Your skirt was bunched around your waist at this point, and Adam brought one hand between your thighs and stroked a finger against your mesh-covered heat.

"Mmm... so wet for me already," he growled darkly, "And I see you wore my favorite. Such a good girl. My good girl."

When you let out a high-pitched whimper in response to his touch and his words, he recaptured your mouth with his, pushing his tongue past your teeth and stroking it languidly against your own. You followed his lead and returned the favor, pushing your tongue against his lips to ask for entry, which he easily granted.

As his teeth parted for you, however, you felt a strange movement within his mouth -- something new... something foreign. It felt like his teeth were...growing? In your confusion, you stilled your tongue against his teeth and realized that he was slowly, but surely, protracting his fangs.

He had never done this before. He'd never even let you see his fangs. Your heart pounded against your ribcage like a mallet on a drum and you pulled away so you could look him in the eyes. Instead of the familiar crystalline blue orbs, you were met with a warm reddish-gold. Equally as beautiful, but more menacing, more... hungry.

Did this mean...?

"Are you frightened, darling?" Adam eyed you warily, concern etched all over his devastatingly handsome face. Concern and...lust.

"Yes," you breathed out in a shaky response. "Yes... and no."

"Good..." he breathed in sharply through his nose and you swear you saw the color of his eyes intensify even more as he inhaled your scent. "I'd be worried if you weren't scared at all. A healthy dose of fear is completely normal in this situation and will likely even heighten the experience for you."

You gasped as his words sunk in. Was he finally ready?

“Adam,” you started. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

“I’m ready, Y/N. If this is something that you still want, I’m ready to give it to you.” He brought his hand up to stroke your face, thumb brushing gently across your cheekbone. “I want to drink from you. To taste you in a way I haven’t before.”

“Oh, please, Adam. Yes, I still want this,” you rasped. “I trust you completely.”

At your confirmation, he pressed his lips to yours once more, and stood from the couch, hands cupping your ass as he carried you towards the bedroom with purpose. You wrapped your legs around his waist and gave yourself into the kiss, your whole body humming with anticipation of what was about to happen.

Adam laid you down gently onto the bed and hovered over you, resting his weight on his sinewy forearms. He broke the kiss to give you a chance to catch your breath and when your eyes met his, you saw something else lurking beneath the reddish-gold blanket of hunger and lust. Reverence. He was in awe that you were willing to let him do this, to submit to him and give yourself to him in this way.

“Darling, before we go any further, I need you to know that I love you,” he proclaimed, his voice husky with desire. “I love you so much, and I promise to keep you safe.”

“I know, Adam, I love you too.”

“I’m going to time my bite so that it coincides with your release. That way, the surge of endorphins will help with the pain.”

“I’m not worried about the pain, Adam, I —“

He cut you off before you could finish. “I am. At least for this first time. There’s nothing I can do to stop it completely but if I can lessen the pain then I’m going to.”

There was no room for argument, so you simply nodded your understanding.

“There’s one other thing, my love…” Adam began, “…if it is alright with you, I think it might be better if I restrain you.”

“Restrain me?” A shudder ran through you, your natural sense of self-preservation kicking in. Despite your earlier hope that he would use cuffs and harnesses on you tonight, this didn’t feel like the time.

“I know what it sounds like, but it is actually to ensure your safety even more. I trust myself, but I do think that any sort of struggle might trigger my more… predatory instincts. I’m sure I can control them, but why test that theory? Again, at least for this first time.”

Your heart fluttered with excitement at the fact that not once, but twice now, he alluded to there being a next time.

“Okay then. Yeah, let’s take every precaution,” you breathed out with a heavy sigh. The weight of the situation was taking its toll on your energy level.

Adam worked quickly to remove your dress and all of his own clothing before he secured your wrists to the corners of the headboard with silken rope. You were quite literally spread out for him. Like a meal.

He began kissing you then, beginning with your lips and moving shortly to your neck, worshipping you like a goddess as he licked and sucked his way from your chin to your shoulder, pulling breathy moans from you as he went. Without interrupting his oral ministrations, he swiftly removed your panties with one hand. You lifted your hips and legs to help him pull them down and completely off your body.

That same hand of his came back up to cup your sex. He groaned as he dipped his fingers between your glistening folds, gathering up your slick wetness before moving his attention to your aching clit.

“Oh, Adam…” you whimpered desperately. “I want you. I need you. Please.”

“Shhh, sweet girl, I’ve got you.”

As he said the words, he lined himself up at your entrance and slowly thrust his rigid cock into your waiting pussy.

“Fuck —“ he gasped, “so fucking tight. I’ll never tire of claiming your perfect little cunt.”

You clenched around him, pulling a deep, guttural groan from his chest.

As he began rutting his hips, grinding against you and into you, you could tell that you were close. That familiar coil was tightening at the base of your abdomen and it wouldn’t take long at this rate for it to snap.

“Adam, I’m — ahh — I’m close!” You managed to piece together the words between pants.

“Are you ready?” He asked you soberly, one final check that he had your consent.

“Yes, Adam. Please drink from me.”

And that was all the confirmation he needed.

He reached between your bodies and moved his dexterous fingers against your clit once more, pulling you towards the precipice of pleasure and hurdling you over the edge.

At the same time that he felt you come, squeezing his cock like a vice, he brought his lips to the spot where your shoulder met your neck and bit down. Hard. Sinking his fangs into your supple flesh, savoring the blood that pooled on his tongue.

He found his release not long after, coating your walls in his seed.

Amidst the throes of your orgasm, you could feel the sharp pain when he bit you. The pain was worse than you thought it would be and for a moment you were frightened. Had you made a mistake?

But then, as quickly as it came, the pain faded away; it melted into ecstasy as he drank from you. You reveled in his moans of pleasure at the taste of you on his tongue.

After a few swallows, he pulled away from your neck and peered down at you; you watched as his fangs retracted and his eyes began to return to their usual shade of blue. A few drops of your blood still clung to his lips and you were somewhat surprised to realize that you found the sight to be one of the most erotic you’d ever seen.

Once he came back to himself, he scrambled to untie your wrists and wrapped your body, limp and spent as it was, in his arms.

“My sweet, darling girl…” he lovingly whispered. “You were so good for me. So brave. So selfless. And you taste even more divine than I had imagined. Thank you for trusting me. And thank you for being patient and waiting for me to be ready, even though you’ve wanted to try this for so long.”

“I love you, Adam,” were the only words you were able to form at the moment.

As you lay there, coming back down from your high and recovering your depleted energy, Adam tended to you. He massaged your wrists and shoulders to soothe any ache left behind from the restraints, and he lifted you and carried you into the en-suite bathroom where he lowered you into the tub that had already begun to fill with warm water.

The wound on your neck was not very deep. He cleaned it thoroughly and bandaged it up for you.

“Thank you Adam,” you finally managed to say.

He chuckled, “You’re welcome, darling. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, but I had no doubt that I would enjoy it. Did you like it as much as you thought you would?”

You basked for a moment in how sated you felt physically and how closely, intimately, connected to him you felt emotionally.

Then you looked up at him and with a cheeky smile you replied, “It was love at first bite.”

Tagging some lovely people who might be interested. No pressure though if not! @lokisgoodgirl @give-me-a-moose @fictive-sl0th @thomase1 @coldnique @maple-seed @tallseaweed @cheekyscamp @simplyholl @sarahscribbles @loopsisloops @mochie85 @cake-writes @holymultiplefandomsbatman @springdandelixn @gigglingtigger @vbecker10 @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @lokiprompts @mischief2sarawr @peachyjinx

[lokilickedme]

Though so far he'd been lucky enough not to hit the boundary of how far he could go, he knew his good fortune would soon begin stretching to its limit.

It had to.  He was Loki.

And if being Loki meant anything, it was that eventually luck runs out.

Chapter 55 is up!

*artwork by me, will reblog with tags, etc

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[tom-whore-dleston]

Adam OLLA Masterlist

*Updated February 27, 2023*

One-Shots

📘 How to Train a Disobedient Vampire

[chocnat]

and these are the reason why I’m smiling 

@kaogasm’s The Apology

@shiningloki ‘s Get On Your Knees and Pray To Me

@just-the-hiddles​‘s The Reluctants

go check them out if you haven’t!

i’m gonna say it because not enough people do: fanfic writers deserve the world. they might not know it but YOU are one of the reasons someone smiled today. someone escaped their shitty reality today. someone felt loved today. YOU did that

[tomhiddleston-is-mischief]

Hey, everyone!! I have announcements!

First, send in some imagine requests, because they’re open!

Also, I have been getting better at writing smut, so I want to start a ‘Sin-Sunday’ thing. On Sundays (or before that), send in some smutty things, and I’ll share them! Request or write the blurb yourself in the ask, message , or submission ;) some blurbs, headcanons, or imagines!

Finally, these are what I’m currently working on:

An Adam smut

Chapter four of “Only Best Friends”

Chapter four of “Lies, Lies, Lies”

And a “How they react to you being pregnant” headcanon!

Feel free to request some blurbs, headcanons, or imagines! Sin-Sunday is tomorrow teehee

[marvelousmindloki]

Were you the one who wrote the Halloween fic with the vampires from Only Lovers Left Alive? I'm looking to reread it because it had great atmosphere but having trouble locating it.

I do have an OLLA fic that features historic Detroit and has a Halloween chapter with a true ghost story. It's only on AO3 now (I took my fics off Tumblr during the porn purge), sorry.

Leave the Demons in the Dust

Chapters: 11/11 Words:55788 Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Smut, Science, Music, Art, Complete, Canon Compliant, Pre-Canon, Post-Canon Summary: Adam's reclusive vampiric existence is disturbed by a woman who needs his help, she turns out to be more than he expected. A 'zombie' he can't apply the designation to... an equal he can't resist. A muse and a reflection. (Set as a prequel and epilogue to the film) COMPLETED

[profoundtyrantharmony]

Links for all the masterlist recommendation

Request are Open if you are interested ! Come and check / reblog would be an added bonus

Avengers Fics

Bucky Barnes

Series I Recommend Part 1 (~A to M~)

Series I Recommend Part 1.1 (~A to M~)

Series I Recommend Part 2 (~N to Z~)

Oneshots I Recommend

Loki

Series I Recommend (~A to ~M)

Series I Recommend Part 2 (~A to ~M)

Series I Recommend (~N to ~Z)

Oneshots I Recommend ~A~ to ~H~

Oneshots I Recommend ~I~ to ~L~

Oneshots I Recommend ~M~ to ~Z~

Other Avengers

Oneshots and Series (Clint ; Thor ; Peter Parker ; All Avengers)

Poly Avengers

Oneshots and Series I Recommend

Steve Rogers

Oneshots and Series I Recommend

Cast Fics

Avengers Cast

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Sebastian Stan ; Chris Evans ; Chris Hemsworth)

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Tom Hiddleston ; All or Some Avengers)

Vikings Cast

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Alex Andersen ; Marco Ilsø)

Other Characters Fics

Oneshots and Series (Thomas Sharpe ; TJ Hammond ; Lance Tucker ; Charles Blackwood ; Harry ; Colin ; Adam OLLA ; Jonathan Pine ; Jefferson OUAT ; All Hiddleston characters ; Erik Lehnsherr ; David 8 ; Walter ; Eric Northman ; Rafael Barba ; Cherik ; The Originals)

Vikings Fics

Other vikings and poly

Oneshots and Series (Hvitserk ; Ubbe ; Bjorn ; Ragnarssons)

Ivar

Oneshots I Recommend

Series I Recommend

Social Media AU Fics

Series SMAU I Recommend (Bucky ; Clint ; Loki ; Steve ; Stucky ; Thor ; Sebastian Stan ; Tom Hiddleston ; Chris H ; Peter Parker)

[what-a-flammable-heart]

MASTER LIST

My fics are strictly 18+ reading, and are all housed on AO3. Not all fics contain smut, but for the safety of everyone, please be aware.

Fics with smut in 1 or more chapters will be marked with a (*).

If you’re interested in being tagged on any/all fics, please send me a message and let me know!

I typically write for Tom Hiddleston and characters he’s played, as well as Chris Evan, Seb Stan and associated characters. I dabble in Billy Hargrove and Steve Harrington things as well. 

If you send in requests I might just write them, but please give me time to do them justice.

💜

TOM HIDDLESTON

The Only Heaven I’ll Be Sent To Is When I’m Alone With You*—Updates Sundays

(TOM HIDDLESTON X READER) Father Thomas Hiddleston is a good priest, satisfied with the life he'd chosen more than ten years ago. His faith wavers but there's little else in his life to keep him from God's work. Until his childhood sweetheart walks back into his church after more than ten years of staying away. You're engaged to be married, unaware that Tom is now a priest at the church you intend to be married in. When you realize, it's a struggle to keep all of your long held feelings for him at bay. Will you go through with your plans to marry your fiancé, or will you give in to the longing you've felt for Tom all these years? And in doing so, will you pull Tom down into sin with you? Chapters: (Ch. 1) (Ch. 2) ) (Ch. 3) (Ch. 4) Playlist & Moodboard

Drunk & In Love*—One Shot

(TOM HIDDLESTON X READER) Your friends convince you to stay for one drink after work, and when you see actor Tom Hiddleston looking uncomfortable with another woman, you think saving him will be the perfect exit strategy. Instead, you end up helping him escape a blind date.

B R E A T H E—One Shot

(TOM HIDDLESTON X READER)

Tom hates the dentist, so when he breaks a tooth and needs to visit the oral surgeon, it's terrifying. But as his nurse, you attend to him surprisingly gently.

LOKI

Careful Creatures

(LOKI X MATT MURDOCK) A confused Loki seeks out his friend Matt for some comfortable silence. He gets slightly more than he bargained for.

Technicolor Dreams

(LOKI X READER) The reader invades Loki's dreams literally and figuratively.

Cities to Ash*—One Shot

(LOKI X PREGNANT READER)

You’re in the last few months of your pregnancy, and doubt fills your mind—how could Loki want someone so big, who’s constantly worn out just from living? Canceled dinner plans spur a conversation about these feelings, where Loki makes it clear that nothing could ever make him stop wanting you.

Your Heart Is Like Glass*—Coming Soon

(LOKI X READER) You are a whore, bound to the Shining Pearl since the time of your birth. But a year ago a strangely handsome man with money to spare started seeking your attentions. You cannot seem to shake your affections for him, though you know his presence is always temporary.  It's temporary because he’s a prince, and when he marries he’ll no longer be able to dabble with his favorite whore. But his favorite whore has become more than that to him, and Loki desperately seeks a solution to both of your supposed prisons. Chapters: Playlist & Moodboard

ADAM (OLLA)

What You Could Have Meant To Me*—Coming Soon

(ADAM X READER) 500 years and life has not lost its light, though it dims from time to time. Vampires as a touchy breed and you avoid them for the most part, save for your old friend Adam. You meet from time to time in foreign cities, but when an exhibit at the Met reveals old letters written but never sent, you’re both drawn together again. You’ve kept your feelings for him secret for a long time. Will he be able to draw them out, or will you spend the rest of your lives never knowing the truth? Chapters: Playlist & Moodboard

Your House, My House*—In Progress Series

(ADAM X READER) It’s been six months since you and your boyfriend Adam broke up, but you’ve moved into his house after your roommates decided to move home. It’s an awkward situation, at least that's what everyone on the outside sees. But despite being broken up, Adam is still your best friend and the one person who knows you well enough to push you when you need it most. Can you two cohabitate as friends, or will the pressure of being so close change things forever?

Parts: (1)

Playlist & Moodboard

TOM HIDDLESTON CROSSOVERS

I’ll Love You In Every Life We Live*—In Progress

(CAIUS MARTIUS CORIOLANUS, ADAM, PRINCE HAL/KING HENRY V, WILLIAM BUXTON, JAMES NICHOLLS, JAMES CONRAD, JONATHAN PINE & LOKI X READER) Soulmates who meet in every life they live, they know without really knowing, that they belong together. Whether in the heat of battle or kneeling before the king; separated by time and death and other people, they always find one another. Love is the one thing they know for certain, even if they cannot be together, even if they are only together for the briefest moment. There will always be another life in which they will meet. Chapters: (Ch. 1) Playlist & Moodboard

BILLY HARGROVE

‘Cause In The Dark There Are No Strangers*—In Progress

(BILLY HARGROVE X STEVE HARRINGTON) Steve and Billy like to fight—they hate each other, except they don't, not really. A chance encounter one rainy night could change everything, but that doesn't mean they're not still the same people. Love can lift you up, but it can also tear you apart. Chapters: (Ch. 1) (Ch. 2) (Ch. 3) (Ch. 4) (Ch. 5) (Ch. 6) Playlist & Moodboard

There’s Something Inside You; It’s Hard To Explain*—In Progress

(BILLY HARGROVE X READER) Billy is a broken boy, all sharp edges and bloody knuckles. You are a quiet girl, too soft for your own good. You hate each other. (They don't hate each other.) He's so soft for her, has been since high school and after a slightly drunken night reveals some secrets neither one of them ever thought would see the light of day, they have to deal with what comes next. Chapters: (Ch. 1) (Ch. 2) Playlist & Moodboard

STEVE ROGERS

& At Once I Knew, I Was Not Magnificent*—Coming Soon

(STEVE ROGERS X JAMES BUCHANAN (BUCKY) BARNES) Gurnsey is a German occupied British isle, one that hides a dark secret. After crashing his plane and losing his copilot, James Barnes is captured and forced into labor; the same can be said for Steve Rogers, a lost British naval lieutenant. They find themselves in dire straights, the only thing holding them together—each other. Can they survive, escape even? Or will they die at the hands of their enemies? Chapters: Playlist & Moodboard