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azulazenin · 3 months ago

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The Big Bad Wolf

Kinktober 2024 | Role Play: Hunter/Prey

Pairing: Adrian Tepes/Alucard x Original Character (Mihaela Karnstein)

Summary: Adrian is in heat and his wife wants to indulge his fantasies

Warnings: Explicit content, (sort of) consensual non-consent. Minors DNI !

A/N: This is an extra for my story The Blackest Day and its sequel Swan Song. Be mindful that in this particular universe, Alucard was born in 1451, not 1456 like the show, and Mihaela was born in 1453. However, they are both dhampirs and they develop faster, by the time this excerpt happens they are physically, emotionally and mentally adults.

This particular piece was inspired by A Scent That Lingers. Go to read it if you're into Vlad and Lisa!

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Dry grass and pieces of wood branches scratched Mihaela’s bare feet as she ran around the forest, venturing deep into the wilderness, listening to the wind blowing the leaves on the high trees and a wolf howling from afar. The moon was full and the night was cold. She would have liked to stop and make a fire to warm herself up, but she didn’t have a second to spare, it would only make her fall victim to him sooner.

Him. She could hear him getting closer, the white wolf, his howling becoming louder, a clear indication that he was near, for no matter how fast she ran, Mihaela was still no match for his pace. He was going to get her, mount her and claim her as his mate, just like he said he would. There was no escaping, only delaying her inexorable fate, running until she was out of breath and her poor feet couldn’t take it anymore…

She noticed glimpses of a white figure showing through the old trees, causing her to jump scared and stop so abruptly that she fell to the ground, the stones and pine needles ripping the fabric of her skirts and opening deep scratches on her knees. Mihaela held back a scream not to draw his attention to her, but it was too late: he could scent the droplets of blood flowing from her fresh wounds, and the smell drove him crazy, it soon had him coming out of the shadow of the trees and jumping on top of her.

Mihaela fell on her back, screaming when she looked up and saw him. The wolf, its white fur brushing against her skin, its golden eyes staring at her with some primal urge and its big teeth bared as he growled, sniffing on her to make sure no other beast had tried to claim her before him. She squeezed her eyes shut when she felt his warm tongue licking off the blood of her knees, but when it stopped, something grabbed at her wrists to drag her away, and it weren’t paws, it were hands.

She opened her eyes and the wolf was gone, in its place stood a man, tall and pale, with beautiful, long blond hair and smooth skin. Adrian, her Adrian… but not exactly him. She remembered they were not themselves that night, she wasn’t Mihaela the dhampir princess of Styria, but a helpless, innocent damsel trying to escape her predator; he wasn’t Adrian or Alucard, the son of Dracula and prince of vampires, he was the hunter, the beast who came to mount his prey.

“No!” She whined, struggling to get rid of his strong hold on her wrists.

“Yes!” He purred, dragging her to a pile of leaves in a small depression on the soil.

Mihaela tried to crawl away when she was pushed on that nest of leaves, only to be grabbed by her ankles and pinned down by the weight of his body.

“You’re not trying to escape, are you?” He inquired in a mocking tone, one of his hands back on her wrists to hold them above her head.

“P-Please...” She sobbed, feeling his bare skin against the fabric of her nightdress. He was as naked as the day he was born. “Don’t hurt me...”

“Hurt you? I would never hurt you, my dear, I’m just gonna fuck you.”

“N-No, we c-can’t...”

“Oh, so you're telling me you don’t want me to?” He teased, getting desperate nods in return. “Liar. I can smell how aroused you are.” He pulled up her skirts, pushing her underwear aside to insert a finger inside of her. “And I can taste it.”

Adrian licked her wetness off his finger, groaning in satisfaction at her taste. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, how could her body betray her like this?

He smirked, delighting on her struggle. She was trying to kick him off of her, writhing beneath him as he ripped off her undies, making little noises of protest when he pushed his knee between her legs to spread them open and press it against her clit.

“You really expect me to believe you don’t want this when you’re dripping wet?”

Mihaela bit on her lip, attempting to make it stop quivering. She couldn’t really say he was wrong, even she could smell the juices of her arousal, and it didn’t help that she started to slowly rub her pussy against his knee.

“See? You cannot fight your own desires.” Adrian chuckled, whispering in her ear. “Don’t worry, my dear, I’ll take good care of you.”

He didn’t waste any time preparing her to take him – she was wet enough, and he was hard enough, too turned on by the chase and the little fight she put up. He released her wrists and held his cock, brushing the tip against her entrance, pushing it all the way inside her cunt at once. Beneath him, Mihaela gripped a handful of leaves and wrapped her legs around his waist, arching her back in need.

“Damn, woman! You are so warm...” He moaned, teeth nibbling on her shoulder. “You were made for this… for me.”

Whining, Mihaela let go of the leaves and clung to him, her nails sinking into his back as he smashed his hips against her, balls slapping against her ass and cock reaching all the right spots inside of her. All the previous noises of protest she made turned into little moans and cries for more, her sweet voice mixing with the sounds of nature around them, with the owls’ hoots and the bats’ trills, the rustling of leaves and the whistle of the wind.

Adrian’s lips parted in pleasure when he looked down on her, completely surrendered and under his mercy. He speeds up the pace, thrusting into her poor cunt mercilessly, desperately searching for the relief of his throbbing cock, dying to spill his seed inside of her. Mihaela’s state was no better, hips arching up to meet his, pleading him to fuck her harder and fill her up.

It was his last straw, to feel her walls clenching around him, creaming his dick as she begged for his cum. The sclera of his eyes went red and he grunted like an animal in heat, his hands found their way to grab her waist and keep her still as he fucked her like his life depended on it, as he pushed deeper and deeper until his tip touched her womb and he filled her with his seed.

Adrian sighed with relief, continuing to thrust into her until his cock stopped pulsing. He withdrew, but kept her legs spread for a while so he could look at his sperm leaking from her cunt. Was there ever a more appealing sight?

He finally fell on the ground, pulling her into his arms to nestle her on his chest. He kissed the top of her head, listening to her faint chuckle.

“What’s so funny, love?”

“Nothing.” She giggled. “I was only thinking you were really into it.”

“As were you. Your helpless girl act was really convincing.”

“Well, what can I say? I like the idea of being actually helpless compared to you.”

Adrian laughed too, tightening his hold on her. Of course he would never do any of those things without her explicit consent, but if she liked it that much, what was the problem in indulging?

“You’re a naughty one, you know?”

“And that’s all your fault, I didn’t have these weird fantasies before I married you, you’re the one triggering it.”

He smiled at her words and captured her lips in a sweet kiss, his heart about to explode in chest with the flattery. She always knew what to say and what to do to boost his ego.

Thank the gods he married her.

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azulazenin · 2 months ago

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All Good Things Come In Three Four

Kinktober 2024 | Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

Pairing: Adrian Tepes/Alucard x Original Character (Mihaela Karnstein) | Trevor Belmont x Sypha Belnades

Summary: Sypha wants to fuck Adrian's wife, but all she's allowed to do is watch

Warnings: Explicit content, minor blood kink, (sort of) group sex. Minors DNI

A/N: This is an extra for my story The Blackest Day and its sequel Swan Song.

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That lovely spring evening began with the two couples sharing a pleasant meal in the private dining room in Adrian and Mihaela’s wing, a meal Adrian himself had prepared with a little help from Sypha while Trevor and Mihaela sat at the table, chatting and drinking wine, watching their spouses cook.

When dinner was over, the four of them moved to the living room, where they entertained themselves with board games and more wine, none of them actually paying attention to the alarming amount they were having, but by the morning, they would find four empty bottles on the floor. They probably shouldn’t have drink that much, but it was Trevor and Sypha first night off in six months, their first time away from a crying baby and dirty diapers ever since their son was born, so one could guess why they wanted to enjoy every second of it, and why their friends chose to join their fun.

Be as it may, at one point in the night, the four of them found themselves scattered over the couch, way too close to each other, amusing Mihaela with tales of the day the other three met, almost two years ago.

“And then Alucard threw his sword away and punched Trevor to the ground.” Sypha said, her face flushed and warm from all the wine she drank. “Back then it kinda scared me, but looking back, I find it quite sexy if you ask me, to pin your said rival against the floor and bare your teeth for him.”

Mihaela chuckled, the alcohol clouding her jealousy. “Are you saying you enjoy watching your husband being manhandled, Sypha?”

“Actually, I do. You don’t?”

“To watch my husband being manhandled? Only when I’m the one doing it.”

No one gets to touch him but me goes unsaid, and she hears Trevor’s hoarse laugh and Adrian clicking his tongue in embarrassment. She’s not usually vocal about her preferences in bed, those are for her and Adrian to know and them alone, but of late she has been growing comfortable in the presence of her friends, enough to share a thing or two about her intimacy.

“Well then...” Sypha smirked, her hand, once resting on Mihaela’s knee, wandering a little higher until it reached her inner thigh. “Would you like to humor us?”

“Sypha!” Adrian hissed, pulling Mihaela into him and away from the Speaker’s touch, as if she were about to steal his wife.

The dhampir’s cheeks went red. The wine has made Sypha bold, but Mihaela could tell her friend had been wanting to make a move for quite a while now. Sypha was not in love with her, far from it actually, the Speaker had always been head over heels for her hunter, but her marriage to Trevor wasn’t exactly exclusive. Not that the Belmont would let his wife sleep with just anyone, but he had no problem letting her indulge with people like Greta sometimes… or their best friend’s wife. He couldn’t say he never thought about watching the two of them together.

“I’m off limits, my dear.” Mihaela declined, glancing at her apologetically. She knew Speakers had a different view on it, but she didn’t have it on her to be shared, much less share her husband, they were too possessive of each other to engage in such things.

“Ha! The two of you are no fun at all.” Trevor laughed, half drunk already, pulling Sypha on a straddling position over his lap and assaulting her lips with a hungry kiss.

Adrian and Mihaela’s mouths fell open as they stared at the couple in utter shock. Trevor had Sypha trapped in his strong grip, his hands moving all over her body, shamelessly groping at her ass as she pulled his hair and grind his thigh, moaning into his mouth, causing the watching couple to blush further. Mihaela felt a turmoil in the pit of her stomach, a heat that went lower and lower until she realized what was going on with her body, filling her heart with such guilt that almost had her hiding her face on Adrian’s chest like a frigid maiden.

“They’re really gonna do it on my couch?” She wondered aloud, looking back to her husband in an attempt to get distracted from the scene in front of her.

But Adrian’s state was no better than hers. While Mihaela’s response to the display of carnal desire could be hidden, his could not, and he caught himself wanting to go back to his coffin and sleep for another year instead of explaining to his wife why there was a growing bulge under his pants.

“...Adrian!” Mihaela said his name in disbelief, her guilt turning into astonishment.

“I’m s-sorry!” He stuttered, grabbing her hands in desperation. “I can’t control it… it’s just a physical reaction my love, I promise I don’t...”

She pressed a finger over his lips, shutting him up. The terrified look in his eyes, his fear for being caught doing something he thought might have hurt her made her heart ache, and she regretted having scolded him. She couldn’t judge her husband, not when her own body reacted the same as his at a sight none of them had seen before, at the sight of two other people, two other very good looking people, being intimate.

“It’s alright. It is… normal, I guess.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“No, darling. Actually, I...” She found herself unable to finish the sentence, certain that all the blood in her body went to her cheeks.

“Oh… you too?” He asked, both surprised and relieved for not being the only one getting turned on by watching his friends.

Mihaela nodded, looking down at their intertwined hands, shame and randiness mixing into one powerful feeling.

“Do you want to go back to our room?” Adrian offered, half of him wanting to escape with Mihaela and do something about his painful erection, and the other half wanting to stay and watch like a creep voyeur.

“I don’t know...”

“Why are you making a fuss over it? It’s only sex.” Trevor mocked, delighting in his friends’ embarrassment. “I didn’t think vampires of all creatures would be so prude.” The hunter pulled Sypha’s robes down with ease, leaving the Speaker’s upper body completely bare.

“We’re not prude!” Mihaela protested, unable to move her gaze from Sypha’s exposed breasts. She had been with a woman only once in her life, in her long gone teenagehood, a few years before she wed Adrian, and she didn’t even get the whole thing done with the girl, but now she wondered how would’ve been like if she had, what it would feel like to put her lips around the softness of another woman’s nipples. “We just don’t like sharing. Have you ever heard of exclusivity?”

“Then you’re missing out.” Sypha said, drunkenness evident in her expression. “There’s so many good experiences when you s-share!” She whined, feeling her husband’s mouth around her tits.

Mihaela bit on her lip, sinking her fangs on her lips trying to stop herself from moaning, but the little sound she made didn’t go unnoticed by Adrian, nor the droplets of blood running down her chin. He gently turned her face back to him, running his thumb over the already healing wound.

“Let me help you...” Adrian licked the blood off her chin, kissing from her jaw up to her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

Mihaela parted her lips to welcome him, moving her tongue against his as she tried to taste the blood he had sucked from her wound, listening to Trevor groaning in satisfaction.

“Oh, did you guys change your minds?” Sypha asked sweetly, feigning innocence.

The dhampir couple broke the kiss. “You’re not gonna fuck my wife, Sypha, forget about it.” Adrian answered, his previous shyness and reluctance giving way to mischievousness. “But since you’re my dear friend, I’ll let you watch.”

Adrian pushed Mihaela to lay on her back, locking eyes with her for a moment, searching for any signs of reluctance. There was none, she gave him a nod of approval and he immediately leaned in to suck on the skin of her neck.

Mihaela couldn’t see the couple with Adrian on top of her, but she heard Sypha whining again, unsure if it was for the show Adrian was only beginning to put up or because Trevor had his mouth on her again, but the sound was so alluring it had the dhampir moaning too, clinging to Adrian in a silent plea for him to make the ache in her core go away.

His lips went from her neck to her chest, teasing the parts of her breasts the dress did not cover, and his skillful hands wasted no time finding their way to remove her clothes. Soon, he had her fancy dress laying on the floor, leaving her only with the sleeveless chemise and a pair of socks.

Adrian’s gaze moved from his wife to his friends for a second, a smirk appearing on his lips when he saw the state of nakedness they already were, deciding Mihaela should see it too. In a quick move, he pulled her up to her knees and turned her round to face the other two, utterly satisfied with her reaction: almost falling back on the couch in all fours, Mihaela let out an indecent noise at the sight of Sypha stripped to the bone, leaning on Trevor’s strong, bare chest as he rubbed the bundle of nerves in between her wide spread legs. To make the game even, Adrian grabbed the chemise's handles and slid it down Mihaela’s body, his mind conjuring a pop sound when her tits fell free from the clothe.

“Oh damn...” Sypha whimpered, her mouth salivating for the sweet fruit sprouting from her friend’s chest. She often wondered what those breasts looked like out of the tight cleavages on the luxurious dresses, and to see the round, soft flesh and the rosy, hardened nipples right in front of her eyes was a dream come true as much as not being allowed to touch was a sweet torture.

“Is she like you imagined?” Trevor whispered, nibbling on her earlobe.

“Better. She’s much better...”

Adrian’s cock pulsed in his pants, the jealousy from knowing his friend had fantasized about his wife before was strangely arousing, the notion that his woman was desired by many but belonged to him and him alone making impossible for him to control himself. Grunting with lust, he manhandled her – just like she said she liked doing with him – to lay on her back again, but closer to the couple this time.

Mihaela’s head landed right next to Trevor’s thigh, the perfect spot for him and Sypha to watch her being railed, and for her to look back at them. Hovering over her, Adrian got rid of his clothes in a hurry, surprised that Mihaela wasn’t the only one gasping when freed his hard, aching cock. How innocent of him to have thought Trevor’s jokes about being sucked dry by a vampire were only jokes.

But he’d never be able to fulfill Trevor’s desires, nor let Sypha indulge hers, best he could do was give them a little taste of what they wanted.

His hands were on Mihaela again, pulling the soaked panties off of her, grabbing her knees to push her legs apart. He licked his own lips at the sight of her dripping cunt, kneeling in between her tights, holding his dick in his hand, brushing its tip against her entrance, making her whine with impatience.

“Don’t t-tease!”

Adrian chuckled, leaning in to kiss her forehead. “Yes, my love. As you wish.”

One push and he was inside of her, his length slipping its way up to be enveloped by her tight warmth. A collective gasp echoed around the room, each of them delighting on the sensation of fucking, of being fucked, of watching. Adrian clutching her waist, already moving into her; Mihaela writhing beneath him, her tits bouncing up and down along with his pounding; Sypha’s lips parting, her walls clenching, wanting to be the one to cause the other woman to moan; Trevor grinning at it all, unzipping his pants to free his dick and rub it against Sypha’s ass, his fingers once pressing on her clit, now buried inside her pussy, in and out, mimicking Adrian’s thrusts.

“You… m-mean vampire, Alucard.” Sypha accused, pushing her hips against her husband’s fingers. “You won’t let me touch her!”

He smiled teasingly at her, showing his fangs. “She’s mine, Sypha.” He palmed at Mihaela’s breast, fondling, aware it was the part Sypha wanted to feel the most. “Only mine.”

Adrian increased the pace, touching all the right spots on his wife’s body to make her come undone, creating a symphony made of her little sounds of pleasure, the contact of their skins and the wet noise of her cunt being pound. Mihaela looked up at him with pleading eyes, sticking out her tongue, waiting for him to take the hint and give her what she wanted.

“You want to taste me, darling?”

She nodded a little too desperately. “Yes, y-yes please...”

Not needing to be told twice, he let go of her breast and brought his fingers close to her mouth, his index growing a claw he used to cut his palm and pour the flowing blood over her tongue, feeding her until the wound closed and he shoved two of fingers in her mouth, making her suck what was left of it.

“Argh! You goddamn freaks!” Trevor groaned, both turned on and repulsed by what they did. In search of his own release, he removed his fingers from Sypha’s cunt and fixed her to ride his cock.

His large hands groping her waist, bouncing her up and down his length, rough just the way she liked it. Mihaela watched in awe, her moans muffled by Adrian’s fingers in her mouth, drinking in all details of Sypha’s soft, delicate body in contrast to Trevor’s, realizing overly masculine men did have their perks, though she still preferred sweeter ones, like her dear husband.

Her gaze alternated between him and the couple, enjoying every bit of the predicament she’d probably never find herself into again, her pleasure weirdly increasing from being observed, her walls squeezing Adrian’s cock each time she caught Sypha looking at her with want. She was nearing her peak, the heat building in her womb announcing her upcoming orgasm.

Noticing how close she was, Adrian removed his fingers from her mouth and tangled his tongue with hers in a sloppy, needy kiss as he fucked her harder, faster, holding back his own explosion in order to feel hers first. It was only when she clenched around him one last time and creamed all over him that he withdrew and jerked off his orgasm, finishing on her stomach.

He fell next to her on the couch, hugging her side as they watched the other couple intently, smirking together when Sypha squirted and Trevor came into her, holding her in place until he emptied himself, making sure not even a drop of his seed was wasted.

“My god,” Mihaela spoke in a wave of silliness. “I think we just witnessed the conception of the next Belmont.”

Giggling, she hid her face in her hands, listening to the other three bursting into laughter. Everything about that night was atypical, from the unusual collective drunkenness to the shared intimacy and, at the end of the night, falling asleep together in a big cuddly pile. They would only return to their senses by the morning, when Greta’s indignant voice woke them up from their slumber.

“I can’t believe you guys had an orgy and didn’t invite me!”

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