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Tear You Apart - Glen Powell

When an infamous vampire slayer is recruited for a mission, He expects it to be an easy job, but this one had a little spice to it. Her hypnotizing eyes and beauty harden the job and trapped him in a trance, but something wasn't right with this one. She knew all his tricks and gadgets, so she has to play a game of her own to finish the job for him.

A/N: I’m sorry for traumatizing ya’ll and myself! It won’t happen again 😭

A cherry red mustang pulled in front of the church and opened its door revealing a young man, he's dressed in a faux leather coat and sunglasses taking over the top of his face. He tosses his keys in his hands and catches them while making his way inside the church. The cathedral doors opened revealing his group of clients dressed in their priest attire and bibles in hand. The church has a beautiful artwork painted onto the ceiling, capturing the last supper with doves around the art. His eyes align with the painting as he continues strolling into the church. Glen turns to the left and shakes hand with the bishop and guides him to a bench in the church, the man takes a seat and opens his bible to a verse.

"They sacrificed unto devils, not to God; to gods whom they knew not, to new gods that came newly up, whom your fathers feared not." The bishop reads, his tone serious and hurt as his eyes scanned the pages and drew a cross on Glen's forehead with holy water.

"Father, May I ask what you have brought me here for?" Glen questioned as he looked up to Bishop with a sense of confusion behind his question.

Before he could utter a word out of his mouth, a screech echoed through the church. Bishop jumped in fear and ducked down bringing Glen with him. The scream belonging to a woman gliding through the church dressed in black and a veil covering her face. She dragged her nails along the wood benches making an ear aching noise as they dug into the wood. She stopped beside the bishop and Glen bending down to get a smell of the two. She inhaled his scent and rolled her tongue along his neck; Glen reached into his pocket and pulled a clump of garlic. His stance frightening her as he stepped closer to her presence, The garlic held in the air above her as she looked hopelessly.

"You win this round, Garlic boy. I'll be back and trust I won't be defeated." she hissed.

She disappeared into thin air leaving the group back to their session. Glen rushed back to bishop and fanned him off, the sight of the pale lady caused him to faint in her presence. A priest handed Glen water allowing him to toss it onto Bishop's face. The cold water landed on his face waking him up and gasping loudly for air, he grabbed for his rosary and looked around for help. The other priests nursed him back to care and handed Glen a folded picture and note.

"This is who we need you to kill, hopefully the job isn't too difficult. We've been trying for years but she just won't be put down. Leading to us calling you as our last resort." The priest cried, while holding onto the cold body and silently prayed to God.

Glen nodded and took a look at the photo, It's a picture of a beautiful young woman with children. Her smile painted on her face, her brown skin glowing in the light, and her eyes filled with life. He felt bad for what she become but he was more worried about the children and their whereabouts. Glen kissed his fingers and pointed them to the sky as he headed back to his car. The town disappeared around him while he drove to the end, his music playing low as he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and he hummed to the tune. His slaying bag spilled onto the front seat revealing, A wooden stake, Garlic, A mirror, The bible, A spell book, and a flashlight. The sun laid down for slumber once he came to a stop in front of a bar. Glen opened the note reading over it, before stepping out of the car and making sure he has the right address. He pushes the barn doors open but the lights are off and it’s just him in the bar. A flashlight appeared in his hand as he searched through the place, not a single breath was heard but the wind and tumbleweeds. His boots quietly squealed along the wood floors of the bar. The figure of a woman sits on the bar counter with her legs parted and her hat covering her eyes. Glen pointed the light to her face, revealing the woman from earlier, her eyes darker than they were when he first met her. Her smile sinister and her tongue gliding along her lips, she gestured for him to come closer.

Glen backed up towards the wall and gripped onto the stake in his hand hoping it would scare her, "The old fashion wooden stake, I've been through thousands of those. You can't kill me with just one." she mimicked, her posture growing taller as she scooted closer to the edge of the counter. "Come be a good boy and sit in between mama's legs."

"I'm not afraid to pull the garlic back out, darling. This ain't my first rodeo with your kind." Glen scoffed while keeping the flashlight in her face and his stake pointed to her heart. "Selene, what did you do to those children?"

"Aw, let's try this again."

Her finger moves in a circular motion and her eyes glow red while watching Glen follow her instructions and stand between her legs, the woman smiled and revealed sharp fangs. He screamed before she slapped her hand on his mouth and bit into his neck. His cries for help silenced as the pain in his neck amped up and tears slid down his face. She snatched her teeth from his neck and wiped her mouth of his blood. Her nails digging in his back and her legs tight around his waist. She pulled his shirt off and traced his chest with her cutthroat nails. She liked what she saw. The body of the innocent and another host, she hypnotized Glen again and got him to mindlessly explore her body. He took the hat off her head and threw it to the ground, making a plop sound. His hot breath on her stomach as he laid her down on the counter and glided his tongue from her navel to her stomach, to her neck. Glen began making love to her neck and using his fingers to wrap around the tassels on her chaps. Their bodies grind against each other while her sirenic moans echoed through the bar. Her chin rested on his shoulder while he stuffed his fingers in her and continued bumping his clothed groin against her. Glen groaned as her nails dug deeper into his spine, creating long scratches along his back. Selene reached for his member and proceeded to pull it out. A moan escaped his mouth leaving him to shiver at the warmth of her mouth. He stood in fear as Selene stabbed her nails into his thighs and held him place while she began sucking his friend.

Glen grabbed a handful of hair and thrusted himself into her mouth letting his moans fill up the bar and into her ears. She bit a fang into his member and sucked a little bit of blood from it causing Glen to scream in pain and push her head back from him. "What are you doing? It hurts!" he screamed while her nails stayed into him. Selene let out a resonance laugh; she enjoyed seeing him in unbearable pain while she toyed with him.

Glen whimpered and bit his bottom lip as Selene pulled her nails from his thighs, her eyelashes batted towards him as she directed him down to her precious jewel. He pushed her legs closed and pushed her off the counter, she landed on her back crushing his bag and became stabbed with the mirror shards he had earlier. Selene screeched and quickly stood to her feet; Glen had already run to the other side of the room with another stake on standby. He aimed the stake for her stomach and missed it, landing onto the floor. Silence occurred as She stood in front of the stake and slowly looked into his eyes, Selene launched towards him and slammed into the wall while he rushed to the other side.

"We were just having fun, why'd you stop? I was close to turning you over." she mocked, sneaking over to him and twirling her hair in her fingers.

"We had our fun, but what happened to those kids? I know an accident didn't happen." Glen questioned as he reached in his bag and pulled the photo out, showing her the children and her in the photo.

"Oh, those bastards. I gutted them from the inside out and threw their bodies in the bayou down south."

Selene grabs a hold of Glen and pushes him into a chair, her legs holding him down as she hops on top of him and wets her fingers. she slides her fingers into her and grinds against them as Glen stops struggling underneath her and watches intensely. "If I help you with this heat, Will you let me go?" he begged while she reached for his member and shoved it into her. She nodded and slid up and down on him as he took the nod as confirmation and got to work. Glen picked her up and laid her on the counter, He roughly thrusted into her and held the back of her head holding her in position. He began groaning again as he had to admit she felt amazing inside, but it wasn't his job. Glen was supposed to kill this creature and move to next but here he is fucking a vampire and might turn later since she bit him twice. With the thought in his mind, He went harder with his pace and grabbed a hold of her throat choking her.

"With that grip, you might as well kill me." She begged while reaching for his hand, tightening his grip and digging her nails into his wrist.

Glen took those words and did what was told, He pulled out and placed his face between her legs. Her thighs crushing his head as he licked and sucked at her clit, her screams mimicking a banshee with the built-up pleasure she had for centuries. Glen struggled trying to lift his head from her legs, the bite slowly turning him as he kept tasting her. He growled and scratched her ass. Selene shrieked and grabbed the stake stabbing him in his back. Glen's body fell to the floor as she kicked the garlic near his nose and wiped her mouth. She kissed his temple and waltzed out the bar in the sunlight, letting herself burn to death. A cherry red mustang pulled in front of the church and opened its door revealing a young man, he's dressed in a faux leather coat and sunglasses taking over the top of his face. He tosses his keys in his hands and catches them while making his way inside the church. The cathedral doors opened revealing his group of clients dressed in their priest attire and bibles in hand. The church has a beautiful artwork painted onto the ceiling, capturing the last supper with doves around the art. His eyes align with the painting as he continues strolling into the church. Glen turns to the left and shakes hand with the bishop and guides him to a bench in the church, the man takes a seat and opens his bible to a verse.