#sharp fangs collide

[seb5star]

the grind is on once again !!

[lacedinweb22]

Intimate ❦︎⊹₊˚ Miguel O’Hara blurb 

nsfw 18+

He's not the type to fuck you mindlessly. He sinks into you. He takes his sweet time. 

He mutters words of importance, beautiful strings of Spanish profanities, complimenting the way your velvet walls surround him. 

His body is heavy, hovering over yours, colliding into yours with every deep thrust. Soft, tan, and scarred skin glistens with sweat—too pretty not to mark up, with bruises, or scratches.

Crimson eyes stare into yours, claws rip the sheets beside you. Every kiss at your neck comes with the threat of sharp fangs, grazing sensitive skin. 

He feels so incredibly filling, his tip squeezing into the deepest corner of you, rubbing your most sensitive spot. 

He knows how to make you feel good, grinds up and into you, one hand at your neck, his thumb caressing your jaw, and the other hand with a thumb against your clit, at a slow and gentle pace. 

Your end crashes over you in waves. Miguel kisses your neck, praising you, “such a good girl,” as his hips brush against yours. His climax is quick to follows yours.

You twirl your fingers in his hair as you watch him take his turn.

You observe the way his jaw clenches, the way his fist grips the sheets, his other hand holding your face, as he kisses you repeatedly, cussing in between. He digs his face into your neck trying to control his reaction to bliss, before coming back up to finish with a lengthy passionate, messy kiss. 

[puppywilliams]

fuck halloween

a/n: hi everyone! this is my first ever posted smut so im lowkey rlly nervous to publish this but i wanna test the waters..heres some halloween smut.

warnings: semi drunk reader, dealer ellie, fingering r/receiving, oral r/receiving, car sex, halloween party, vampire ellie, pirate reader, use of the word “daddy”

you were tipsy. colors colliding together from the lighting of shitty LEDs some dickhead placed in the corridor to make the party seem less boring than what everyone knows it is. you weren’t there for the party, or even the worst booze in town shockingly (considering the fact you’re always down to drink). no-no. you were here for Ellie. your girlfriend who’s trying to make some quick cash from selling.

you still dressed up, and so did ellie. even though you secretly knew she did it just to make you happy.

you looked down at your attire, wrapped in a cheap spirit halloween pirate costume. ellie was somewhere in this place that seemed Far too big to be a house dressed as a vampire.

you wandered until the knee high boots you thrifted made the soles of your feet ache.

after a few minutes of searching you finally spotted her auburn hair and the weed in her hand she was exchanging for a wad of cash.

you let yourself wander some more until she finished. it was a Rule. Don’t intervene in a deal, she didn’t want you to be linked to whatever she was selling, it was too dangerous, she doesn’t Just sell weed.

when she was finished however, you trotted over. not missing the way her eyes lingered over you. she placed a hand to the side of your waist, thumb rubbing over you gently.

“hey..” she uttered in That voice. the voice that made you know without a doubt you were gonna be fucked silly tonight.

you decided it would be best to play the ‘ditsy drunk roll’ even though you Both knew you weren’t that drunk. ellie knows you, and she knows exactly what you drink When you drink. never lets you take a sip out of anything unless She clears it. its another rule, one you follow like the rest. they’re all in place to keep You safe.

you stall for a second before answering. “hiiii..” you drag out in a voice that screams ‘please for the love of god fuck me silly tonight’.

she gives you a toothy grin as a response and leans down to nip at your neck. when her glued in fangs don’t let her get much access, she goes for the safe route.

“you wanna get out of here, babygirl?” she says staring at your body, already drunk on the way your figure looks in the costume. you give her a simple pleading nod and thats all it takes for her to drag you away from everything and out to her truck.

you fully expect for her to take you home, lay you down, and make you beg for the strap, but she doesn’t. instead opening the car door of the back seat, the hinges to her old truck squealing. she signals for you to hop in and gives your ass a little pat as you crawl up into the seats you’re Too familiar with.

she follows after and shuts the door, immediately ripping the fangs out of her mouth and licking at her teeth. getting used to the feeling of her mouth now being completely empty, and more so preparing to fill it with nothing but You instead.

she kissed at your neck softly, you whimper a bit before shes biting down fully and causing you to let out a sharp gasp. its an accident truly, ellie was a kisser. maybe even one to suck on your neck a bit and give you a hickey. but Never a biter.

shockingly however it doesn’t seem to last long, as youre both already so worked up theres no point.

while she kisses down your chest, her hands are running down your thighs, lighting a fire that runs all the way to your core.

its like shes picking you apart piece by piece each time to make you fall apart, normally its by the slowness of it that ellie has a tendency to lean towards, but not tonight, because tonight she isn’t wasting a single minute.

you prove yourself right as she rushes to rip the center of your fishnets open, making a sound of each twiddle of woven fabric being torn apart. shes looking down and groaning as she rubs your cunt through your panties, shes making sure she uses her two fingers at a slow pace, up and down. you gasp when she reaches your clit each time. all she does is look at you with a shit eating grin. it makes you wanna kick her teeth in a little. a wet spot now nice and visible down the center of the lace she picked just for You.

you can see the way her eyes roll back a bit when she spots it. “fuck baby..so wet huh?” she asks softly, but all you can seem to do is nod quickly. shockingly, thats all she needs tonight. normally she would make you tell her Exactly what you wanted, slap you around a bit to get you going, but tonight she simply pushed your panties aside, sticking in two digits into your heat and groaning at the wetness.

ellie had recently gotten finger tattoos, you had found a new love in watching them disappear as she placed them inside of you. you pulled up your dress and groaned as you examined the scene before you. “fuck…” you said to yourself breathlessly. ellie shush’d you.

“i know baby..shh i know..”

she wasted no time curling her fingers and hitting that spot deep inside of you that made your belly churn. “yeah baby..take it..its okay take daddys fingers.” she breathed out and you moaned like a pornstar with the way her thumb rubbed at your enlarged clit and her fingers pushed in and out of your pussy with ease from your slick.

“all this? over what? two fingers? god id think youre a slut but youre too damn tight for that...shit..so fucking perfect just for me and my cock, shh baby i know…” she adds on as she hears your babbling whines.

she removes her fingers from your swollen cunt, instead deciding to lean her face down and start kitten licking at your clit while she holds your panties to the side. using her free hand she held onto you leg, keeping you nice and spread for her while her tongue grazed over the swollen button. licking a bit farther down to your entrance before sinking it into you and curling it upward.

she rotated between a pattern of tongue fucking and sucking on your clit and sinking in two fingers while swirling her tongue around it. no matter what she did you were Out Of It. moaning so damn loud people inside could probably hear and predict your orgasm, maybe not as good as ellie, but theyd have a clue. it didn’t take you long before you were all dumb on her fingers and wrapping your fingers in her hair whimpering “‘mgonnacumpleasefuckpleaseellieplease” when you fulfilled your promise ellie was quick to lick what was left over, pulling her fingers out and moving upwards to put them in your mouth. feeling you suck on them she grinned at you. “thats my good girl”

[briseroyawritingsblog]

𝑻𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆

𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒙 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

• +18 minors do it interact. just smut, seduction, blood sucking, biting, unprotected sex, little oral (m), praising, etc.

𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 / 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

divider by @anitalenia

“Are you going to stake me, hunter?” You breathed straddling his perfect hips. Your sharp nails travelling up and down his naked chest, he groaned under his breath closing his eyes. “Poor Anna.. without protection now because you are here with me..” you smiled, canines growing out as you inhaled his scent. Rubbing your dripping wet heat against his growing cock. His black slacks were loosed, he was sleeping when you snuck to his bed since the Valerian Castle was empty. Thundering outside, you had a perfect opportunity to take what you craved. “I will rip your heart out..” he breathed feeling your tongue on his nipples softly swirling around them. “You would be doing it now.. but you aren’t..” smiling provocatively you straddled his hips again hands on his toned stomach caressing his muscles there reaching near his happy trail. He nearly moaned. “I kill your kind, you’re nothing but all the same” you cooed at his words.

“Why aren’t you killing me now?” You bit your lower lip rolling your hips against his making him moan softly beneath you. He hated to admit that the moment he saw you, he wanted you. Licking your mouth you pulled him up to sit straight. He grunted letting you, licking your way into his mouth your mouths collided in hot kiss. Tongues touching sending needy sensations down your spine. You moaned seductively pulling on his slacks so the belt and buttons opened revealing his hard cock. You drooled at the sight of it “I make you feel this way..” whining your shimmied between his legs wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock sucking on it. His hand gripped your long locks guiding you on his length grunting gritting his teeth in pleasure. “It’s okay to admit.. admit it..” you pulled away with a pop giving him soft kitty licks. He trembled– you pushed him back down and climbed on top of him.

Pulling your black dress up on your waist hovering your naked dripping wet core over his cock slowly sinking down on him. He moaned out, you smiled mischievously “let them hear you sugar..” your hips slid back and forth gyrating your pussy over his thick veiny length. He filled you out so perfectly, touching your shoulders you sped up your movements fucking yourself on his cock looking at him as your fangs grew out even more. He gripped your waist pulling you closer breathing harshly swallowing. “Too bad I can’t carry your angel babies..” you whined tipping your head back your breasts nearly jumping out of your dress as he gripped one in his hand squeezing it. You growled with hunter taking you his thumb between your lips to suck on it. “I-I.. I don’t remember you” he moaned watching your pussy take all of his cock as you rode him.

“You don’t have to sugar.. my master does, he remembers you” moaning loudly you fastened your hips fucking him making him groan and grit his teeth chest heaving in deep breasts hands on your naked derrière squeezing the supple flesh. Tipping your head back your hands combed through his long silky brown hair pulling him closer but he flipped you over lifting your waist off the silky sheets pounding into you. You laughed seductively letting him use you. Curling your legs around his waist, your skins clapping echoed in the empty room. The cold breeze blowing out the candles settling the room in darkness you scratched down his manly back stopping above his pumping ass. “Ughhhh.. more more..” whining spurring him on, your sharp fangs sinking into his neck piercing his veins. He moaned loudly, slamming you down into the mattress fucking into you. You gulped on his blood, clinging to his body nails digging into his shoulder blades. Pulling away to breathe your moans only increased when you neared your orgasm soon he was yelling his orgasm against your neck, you came the same second drenching his mighty length in your essence squeezing him deeply in your core milking him. “Mmmm Mr Van Helsing..” you whimpered, he looked down at you gorgeous hair falling over his face his thumb carrying your lower lip. “You got me under some kind of a spell..” you nodded smiling as your canines grew out again. “Mmmm..”

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happy spooky season 🩸

[libbybee]

TAKEN TO THE HILT — AA.

summary: there’s no mistaking the hold he has on you. warnings: MDNI 18+, female!reader, vampire!ascendant, shameless smut, predator/prey, piv, rough vaginal sex, bite kink, bodily fluids, masochism, slaps, dirty talk, marking, overstimulation. word count: 600+ masterlist . spotify playlist . AO3 . image

a/n: english isn't my native language, sorry if there are grammar mistakes.

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Your ass slammed back to collide with his hips, skin grinding together, damp with sweat and layers of his semen, which had already marked you inside and out. Each brutal thrust buried him deeper; the stretch was almost unbearable, but you craved it. Every savage inch filling you right to his base was a torment you wanted to last forever. Your pussy throbbed around him, aching with need as he pounded into your cervix relentlessly, your womb aching for every hard push deeper and driving you to the edge just to pull back again.

Astarion was feral, a twisted predator claiming his prey. His nails dug mercilessly into your hips, dragging and tugging, leaving fiery, reddened marks with every drag until he felt certain you'd wear them for days. His crimson eyes glowed in the dim light, more dangerous than ever as he stared at you, thirsty, his hunger overtaking him. The scent of your arousal was intoxicating to his senses, so rich in the air that he could taste it—a dizzying mix of your lust and his own. He could smell it on your skin and feel it in the way you squirmed beneath him and how your pussy was drooling for him. It drove him wild, more insatiable than ever. He couldn’t get enough of you—he needed more; every sharp slap on your ass was a reminder of his claim, evident not just in his hands and words but in the ferociously, almost animalistic way he rutted into you to fuck.

Your cunt was shamelessly dripping, impossibly wet with a sticky mix of your own juices and his, spilling and slicking down your thighs. Every time his balls slammed against your puffy clit, another obscene squelch echoed through the room. The sound was enough to make you flush and mewl, as it was another reminder of how fucked you were and how much you needed him. A deep growl rumbled in his chest as he leaned in close, his lips and breath hot against your ear. “You know you’re the only one I’ll ever have like this,” he snarled roughly, breath ragged. “This cunt exists to be fucked, marked, and claimed by me. No one else could ever do this to you.”

The words, the cold intensity in his voice, sent your head spinning, your entire body shaking. You could barely form a sentence, your lips trembling, every nerve alight as you choked out your own needy words. “I'm yours… All of me belongs to you, Astarion… my pussy, my body, everything…” It was a desperate confession, a cried plea broken by your own gasps and whimpers. Your fingers gripped the sheets tightly, digging your nails into the fabric as he ravaged you, finding your neck with his mouth to trace hungry slides with his tongue along your skin.

He didn't just kiss you—he bit you. His fangs sank deep into the soft curve of your neck, a sharp, cruel bite that made you cry out and writhe beneath him while your legs opened wider for him. It was a claim, an undeniable mark of ownership, and his teeth scraped against your flesh as he fed on the moment. The sharp sting of his bite sent a wave of heat flooding through your entire body, mixing with the pleasure he forcefully made your pussy receive and making your walls contract around him.

Each savage thrust pulled a new sound from your lips, each movement sending you higher. His weight pressed you into the bed, pinning you down, and you could feel how crudely his cock effortlessly slid in and out from your aching walls. Harder, faster, and punishing—the wet, obscene sound of his cock slamming into your drenched cunt echoed through the room just like your desperate cries of pain and pleasure. The heat between you was maddening; the way his hums of delight vibrated through your skin, making your body throb with need. You were his, completely. Every shudder, every desperate cry, every tremble was a tribute to him as he fucked you with the kind of ferocity that left you broken and begging for more.

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[l0vagrend]

sharp fangs collide

[zuzuelectricbugaloo]

Bite the Hand That Feeds You (It’s Alright, I Bite Too)

Rating: Teen and Up

Cw: fangs, biting, choking on an appendage, could be read as suggestive

Word count: 755

Pairing: Queerplatonic or Romantic Color Spectrum duo or ColorKiller

Synopsis: Quick Drabble based on the hilarious commentary yesterday by @toffeebrew and @howlsofbloodhounds . I might add more later with the rest of the chromatic crew reacting but for now this is all I can think of xD

Killer had been observing Color’s fangs for some time. Unlike Cross, whose fangs were sharp and well-pronounced that they protruded from his mouth, Color’s fangs were more rounded at the tips of his cuspids. It was hard to catch a glimpse of the elusive canines unless Color opened his mouth wide enough to reveal them.

The times he did were moments of intimate susceptibility; when he ate, when he snored as he slept, when he brushed his teeth.

And now, when he stretched his arms behind his skull and arched his spine, his mouth opened wide to reveal those elusive fangs.

When the noetic concept struck, impulsive and pressing, Killer did what he usually did when the inexplicable urge to act struck him.

He acted upon it.

Color made a startled, choking sound. Made sense, considering Killer had shoved half of his arm inside his oral orifice, his radius and ulna deep within the intense heat and warmth of his instinctively evoked false throat.

“Wamvaffuuhillah?” Color’s eye welled with reflexive tears from the stimulation. Attempting to verbalize around the bones shoved deep within his maw rewarded him with more gurgles and chokes from his throat’s convulsion.

“Dunno.” Killer shrugged. His voided sockets crinkled into upturned crescents when he winked.

Color’s fangs glide and press against his humerus and he shudders. Another thought, just as intrusive and sudden and all too appealing as the first appeared and Killer’s mouth ran with it. “Want you to bite me.”

Exasperation and what may have been a sigh. Hard to tell with a gurgled mouthful.

“Aga?”

Killer countered, “Yeah, why not?” His grin grew further, all sharp angles and far too wide for a “normal” smile, it often sent unwelcome shivers down the sights of those who perceived it. To Color, however, it was familiar. “Call it pervasive scientific curiosity of the unknown.”

The sight of his best friend with shadows of an eyelight flickering within his right socket, Color recognized the playful gleam in Killer’s eyes.

A singular sharp claw on his unoccupied hand tapped the dragon charm dangling on Color’s collar. The jewel tinged with a soft, lighter than air sound that could be mistaken for a bell.

“Unless the magic dragon boy is all puff and no bite?”

Color snorted and rolled his eye at Killer’s joke.

Color didn’t know why Killer had the unusual requests he did. Most of the time when impulse beckoned to him like a siren’s song, Killer dived in and answered the call without another thought of the repercussions or consequences of his actions. Or he knew, and reasoned whatever justifications he may have had to act on said impulses.

Most of the time they were harmless. Other times they invaded Color’s personal space but then again, he had made the exception for Killer. A liberty Killer enjoyed far too much, given how he’d joke that Color’s personal bubble was his own playground and the current situation the pyro-afflicted skeleton found himself in.

“Bite me,” Killer warned, “or I’ll bite you.

A recent memory of Killer chasing Color through a forest, colliding with him and they tangle in a mess of snarling limbs and swipes until Killer managed to pin his arms and legs and clamp down on his cervical vertebrae, the phantom sensation of razor sharp cuspids piercing fragile bone down to the marrow, his magic joining with Color’s and flooding him with his Intent.

I win/Submit/Habibi/Part of the Pack

A shudder ran down Color’s spine. Sometimes it felt like the angelkin was more draconic, more feral, than the dragonkin himself was.

It was only one of many things he adored about his best friend.

He didn’t know why Killer brought out this side of him either. For anyone else, Color would shove their arm out of his maw, wipe his mouth clean, and get on his merry way. But Killer had the uncanny gift of knowing a side to Color he himself didn’t previously know existed and called it out. A playful, slumbering dragon that rested happily within the warmth of his mana that blazed to life under the familiar challenge, a welcome call to play.

Game on.

Color’s eyelight narrowed into a slit. A low, warning growl rumbled deep within his chest and rattled his ribcage. Killer’s own bones rattled in response, the vibrato of his growls an echo of pleased yet wary purrs, their heated gazes locked onto the other as both refused to give up.

Endurance was the game and they would see who would break first.

[mandowifey]

sis. MIGUEL O’HARA’S FANGS.

That IS ALL. PERIOD.

I gotta agree.

Bite.

Miguel O'hara x Reader

Miguel Masterlist

Warnings; Dark!Miguel, NEEDY!Miguel, consenual biting, blood drinking, teeth, kissing, passing out, reader is not specifically gendered!

(Short drabble)

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Miguel's hand fists into your hair, eyes glowing as he leers at you. He can hear the rapid pattering of your heart, like a bird trying to escape a cage. He parts his lips, brandishing his upper and lower fangs, a string of spit stretching between them.

"Please," you gasp, your eyes closing as you submit to him.

He hesitates, lingering his hungry gaze on the expanse of your throat. You whimper as he forces your head back, exposing your skin bare to him. The man leans in, nosing your neck and breathing in your scent. When he finds your pulse, he presses a delicate kiss there. You hold your breath, preparing for the inevitable.

The sting of teeth entering your skin draws a cry. Your little hands flying to grab at his chest as the warmth of his mouth compresses along your throat. Miguel moans against you, tongue lathing over your flesh as he sucks hungrily. Your taste warms him, and he wraps another strong arm around your hips, securing you against his body.

Stars burst behind your eyelids, feeling yourself begin to relax in his arms. He whimpers, withdrawing his teeth to lap at the punctures they left. His lips seal over them, sucking bruises into your skin. Miguel is gripping you so tight, the prick of his claws a sharp reminder of how easily he could lose control. He mutters against you, and you feel the long drag of his tongue up your throat.

Miguel kisses up your neck, finding your lips and colliding with you. You can taste your own blood on his mouth. His tongue greedily forces between your teeth, licking into you before pulling back and latching to the bite again. One of his large hands cradles the back of your skull, keeping your head from falling back as you begin to lose consciousness.

As you begin to drift, Miguel kisses you one more time, nudging his nose affectionately against yours before you finally pass out.

[yunjardi]

my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy jake x fem.reader au]

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[click here for this series's masterlist to read previous chapters, general warnings, and playlist]

[‼️chapter warnings‼️: smut [mdni], fluff, DADDY KINK, jake is a little possessive (???), going on a flight, public-ish sex, teasing, spanking, fingering, grinding, handjob, dirty talk, unprotected sex, mile high club ����, lmk if i missed anything!]

*sorry for any grammar errors

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chapter 13: love phobia

"but you love me because i'm an idiot, right?"

your mind has been racing ever since jake uttered those words.

your stomach filled with butterflies from simply hearing him say the word 'love,' so what more if he told you that he loves you or vice versa? you didn't even fully know if you loved him for real or if he was just so kind, which you weren't used to, that you just think you love him.

love is not a word to use lightly, so you use it sparsely or not at all.

now that you had graduated university, you had way more time alone with your thoughts. the only thing standing between you being completely alone with your thought was your job at the bar which you were now wary of. you would quit your job because of those horrible incidents but if jake ever left and cut you off financially, you would barely have enough money to keep yourself afloat. those tips and your regular salary could only get you so far.

speaking of work, you should be focusing on serving drinks at your first night shift in awhile, but you can't seem to get your head straight, thoughts of jake floating in your brain with seemingly no end.

"earth to y/n," yeji said in a ghostly voice, snapping you back into reality, "your next round of guests are here." she laughed as she looked at your dazed expression.

you quickly got your shit together, unbuttoned your shirt lower to appeal to the guests, and went over to serve them.

"good evening, everyone," you greeted them whilst pulling out your notepad and pen to write down what drinks they wanted to order, "would you like to know our weekly specials or-" your voice stopped itself once you looked up at the group you were serving.

you didn't pay any mind to them until you locked eyes with the one and only sunghoon.

but it wasn't over yet.

sitting next to him was none other than mr. choi yeonjun.

at this point, you were sick of your worlds colliding with one another.

you tried to keep things casual and act like you didn't know them, but sunghoon just had to say something.

"oh hey, y/n," he greeted you with a smirk, his sharp fangs showing through, "you never struck me as the type of girl to work in a bar." you smiled sheepishly and simply nodded, trying so desperately to eliminate the awkwardness. "ah, i'm sure this place keeps you busy, doesn't it?" yeonjun chimed in with a smirk painted on his face, "you should call me whenever you have free time, though." he so casually flirted with you. the rest of the table didn't seem to pay any mind to you and sunghoon though you wished someone, anyone else, would just say something.

"so, um," you started with a painfully awkward chuckle, "is everyone ready?" you asked to which the rest of the table, thankfully, nodded. you took their orders as fast as you possibly could before practically dashing off to your side of the bar to begin mixing drinks. unfortunately, sunghoon and yeonjun both decided to follow you over to the bar like two puppies following behind their owner.

"i haven't seen you in awhile," sunghoon sighed out sarcastically as he rested his chin on his palm, "we should catch up." yeonjun nodded as if you didn't just see him a few weeks ago.

"that's probably not a good idea," you sheepishly laughed as you turned around to pour liquor into your drink shaker, "isn't it a little awkward after what happened? isn't jake literally one of your best friends?" you tried to keep your voice low. "oh yeah, of course he is," sunghoon said casually, "he kept calm around you, but he definitely didn't take the fact that we fucked lightly. he's so adamant about no other guy touching you or whatever. we made up, of course, but it's still a sensitive topic; he'll quite literally leave a room if it's ever brought up. but man, i've never seen that guy be so serious about anything." he shrugged. you were fully appalled at how he so easily talked about the situation.

"i had no idea that you were this kind of girl, y/n," yeonjun pointed out to which you cocked your head in confusion at his statement, still shaking and pouring drinks, "the type of girl who likes to have multiple guys, you know?" your eyes widened. "ah, it's not like that, i promise," you smiled weakly followed by a sigh, "just a coincidence, maybe?" 

"in case you aren't aware, literally every guy who's seen you and jake's little videos wants a taste of you," yeonjun remarked as he took a sip of the drink he ordered. "and rightfully so," sunghoon added under his breath, recalling his time with you at the sex club. 'pervs,' you internally rolled your eyes and scowled as you finally finished making the last of the drinks. 

"i'm not sure you realize how popular you are amongst men," yeonjun said breathily.

yeah, you didn't know and you didn't want to know either. you didn't log onto social media that often, but that messy situation led you to not open it for months; you weren't ready, or ever will be, to hear what the public thinks about you and your relation to jake.

you didn't even exactly understand what all the fuss was about; it was just a few dirty videos, so why were people making such a big deal over something you're trying to forget. like come on, it felt like that situation happened ages ago. 

after mixing the last of the drinks for sunghoon and yeonjun's table, you went over to serve the others who accompanied them and left the situation as soon as you possibly could. 

that's when you remembered that jake was supposed to pick you up after your shift ended, and he, of course, always arrived earlier than he should whenever he'd pick you up.

shit, shit, shit.

you hoped and prayed that he wouldn't think there was something going on with sunghoon and yeonjun if they were still at the bar by the time he showed up, which they likely would be. in your frantic state, you were able to spot yeji across the bar to which you dashed in your direction. she was quick to notice how frantic you were as you walked toward her, putting down the drink tray she was holding to check on you.

"hey, yeji," you started with a sheepish smile, "we have a bit of a situation." her eyes widened. "which is?" she questioned with curiosity. "potential drama alert," you whispered to her, "sunghoon and yeonjun just so happened to be part of my assigned table. do you mind covering from me so that jake doesn't think there's anthing suspicious going down whenever he gets here? i'll go check up on them once last time before i hand them over to you if that's cool with you?" you looked around the room as discreetly as you could just in case. "of course, y/n," she agreed, shaking your shoulder playfully, "the last thing you need in your life is more drama." you let out a sigh of relief as you began to approach the table one last time before officially clocking out.

"is everything okay over here? anything else i can get you tonight?" you asked, hoping with your entire being that they'd say no.

"well..." yeonjun let his voice drift off as he pretended to think, "another cocktail would be nice if you don't mind." you gave him a sheepish smile followed by a nod. 'actually, i do mind,' you thought to yourself, annoyed. "sounds good," you lied, "i'll have that out for you asap." you tried to walk away alone, but of course both yeonjun and sunghoon wanted to come and join you.

you pulled your drink shaker out from behind the counter and began to pour alcohol and ice into it, trying to mix as quickly as you could. "actually," sunghoon started, "i'd like one too." at this point, they were both just teasing you. now you had double the work all because sunghoon wanted to be a difficult piece of shit.

you were fully aware that you probably looked goofy by the way you were trying to quickly mix two cocktails basically simultaneously, but you stopped caring after remembering why you were rushing in the first place. you just let sunghoon and yeonjun keep staring at you do whatever you were doing, but you were soon sent into a panic once you saw jake enter the bar.

'please don't come any closer, please don't come any closer,' you repeated to yourself in your mind, but alas, your begging to the universe was not successful. you could see jake getting closer and closer from the corner of your eye, but you decided to avoid eye-contact until he reached your bartending counter.

"oh," you heard jake start speaking, "i didn't expect to see you here, sunghoon." it was obvious that he was trying his best to keep his composure. "oh, hey, bro," sunghoon reached out to do a weird handshake thing with jake, "i didn't expect to see you here either. here for a drink?" sunghoon questioned. "actually, i'm here to take y/n home whenever her shift ends," jake seemed to brag as he sat on one of the barstools nonchalantly, trying not to seem bothered, "just let me know when you're ready to go, princess." he emphasized the nickname he had for you. "actually," you started as you wiped down the counter one last time, "i'm ready now." sunghoon and yeonjun seemed surprised at your answer considering that you were technically their hostess and they hadn't finished yet.

"don't worry, you two," you tried to seem as reassuring as possibly, "yeji will take care of you for the rest of your time here." you flashed them a forced smile as you untied your short waist apron and headed over to the break room with jake.

once you got inside the break room, you walked over to the labeled hooks on the wall and hung up your apron, but before you could turn around, you heard the door lock.

"jake?" you asked, watching his hand leave the doorhandle. "mhm?" he responded, "something wrong, princess?" he questioned as he approached you. "n-no," you stuttered out, "just wondering why you locked the door is all." jake looked down at you and smirked before beginning to speak again.

"any particular reason those two were making eyes at you while you were mixing drinks at your station?" jake questioned as he cupped one of your cheeks with his big hand. your face grew hot at the tone of voice he used. was he jealous again? "of course not," you responded shyly, "they just happened to be at the table i was serving at and they decided to follow me to my station. nothing going on, i promise, jakey." he stepped closer to you. "hmm," he pretended to think as he let his hands wander your body, "i don't like how flirty they were being toward my princess. you weren't thinking of doing something behind daddy's back, were you?" jake asked amorously with a hint of sarcasm. "n-no!" you shook your head frantically, "n-never." jake smirked at your answer, slowly backing you into the back of the break room's couch. without warning, he lifted one of your legs so that your knee was resting on the back of the couch. slowly, he began running his hands up and down your inner thighs, ever so slightly swiping your entrance with one finger which made you let out a quiet yelp.

"please touch me," you begged him as you looked up at him with your pretty eyes. "what do you mean, princess? i already am," jake responded with sarcasm as he continued to tease you gently, "how do you want daddy to touch you?" you turned your face away from him, not wanting him to see how bashful you were getting simply because of his words, but that was soon reversed when jake took it upon himself to tilt your chin back over so that you were looking at him again.

"tell me, princess," jake repeated, his tone more firm than before, "you know daddy always gives you exactly what you want."

not wanting to verbally respond because you felt too shy, you let your hand trail down his thigh, feeling around until you could feel his hard through his jeans. jake's body grew goosebumps from your soft caresses. he kept on rubbing his big hand on your ass and letting his knuckles brush past your clothed entrance until he worked up enough courage to spank you, earning another yelp from you. 

"daddy, please?" you begged again, "w-want your fingers." jake let out a sexy chuckle as he continued to rub circles on your ass and thighs, eventually pulling your panties to the side to feel how wet you'd gotten for him. "so wet for me already," jake smirked, his accent turning you on further, "do you like when i scold you for letting other men be all over you, hm? do you like making daddy jealous?" jake asked you as he left hard spanks on your ass, making you whimper in pleasure. "n-no," you responded in a squeak, "n-no, i promise."

jake let his hands wander more, eventually cupping one of your tits as he slickly slipped one of his fingers into your dripping wet pussy. you let out a breathy moan at the sensation of him fingering you while playing with your breast. you let out a moan to which jake moved his hand from your breast to your mouth, covering it up. "shh, princess," jake whispered in your ear, "you have to be quieter; no one can hear us in here, right?" you nodded as jake removed his palm from your mouth, gently telling you to hush once more before continuing to finger you again.

"jake," you breathed out as you reached out to grab his wrist, "i need you... please?" you begged him as he let out a light sigh of pleasure at your submissiveness. "i could never say no to you," jake kissed your neck, "but we have to make it quick, okay? and i need you to be as quiet as possible, yeah?" you whimpered and nodded.

you let jake bend you over the arm of the couch, his arm holding you steady as he unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. the clanking of his expensive designer belt buckle always turned you on further because that noise always meant that he was gonna let you have it until you couldn't remember your name.

"keep quiet, okay, princess?" jake hushed once more before pumping his cock a few times before slowly letting his tip enter your tight entrance. he hissed at the feeling, placing one of his hands on top of yours once bottoming out.

at this point, you were trying to control your moans with ever ounce of your being, but you couldn't help but let a few escape your lips to which jake tilted your head to the side so he could swallow every sound that you let leave your lips. it didn't help that jake was beginning to speed up so you two could finish faster in fear that someone would start knocking.

'no one knock, please,' jake thought to himself as he fucked your tight hole, almost at his high.

"daddy, slow down," you mewled almost silently, "i c-can't control it." the 'it' being your moans. there was something different about being pounded from behind by jake that sent your body into a frenzy. jake tilted your head up to his and gave you a kiss on the lips as he slowed down his pace, not wanting you to get too overwhelmed.

your request may have seemed simple enough, but not many guys would have been respectful enough to fulfill your request, opting to make excuses as a way to manipulate you into agreeing to their ideas/ideologies. jake was not that type of guy, though, making sure that he catered to your every desire whether sexually or generally.

"is that better, baby?" he asked after kissing your lips to which you nodded, still trying to keep your noises to a minimum. after your response, jake continued to fuck you steadily. pumping his cock into your tight pussy at a gentler pace turned him on further, getting to feel every little bit of you.

"fuck, i'm close," jake let out a breathy groan, "where do you want it?" a stupid question for him to ask considering the fact that he always finishes inside you. "i-inside," you mewled as you pushed your ass back at him, causing him to hiss at the feeling. jake wanted so badly to spank your pretty ass, but he knew that it would make you moan out loud so he had to control himself.

it became increasingly hard by the millisecond for you to stop yourself from moaning and crying out for jake as he continued to fuck you at a steady pace. you couldn't help the tiny, breathy moans that subconsciously escaped your lips as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. "jake," you mewled ever so quietly, "n-need to cum." jake bent himself down to kiss your neck, whispering in your ear for you to let loose for him before he let his seed leak into you. obeying, you came for jake, your body twitching and quivering from the extent of how much you were controlling yourself.

once jake was certain that he emptied all his seed inside of you, he helped you get cleaned up with some tissues that were stored on a shelf.

"you did so good for me, princess," jake praised you as he assisted you in straightening out your outfit. your face turned warm as jake flashed a smile at you.

"now don't think you have to go around and make me jealous just to get me to fuck you like that again," jake let out a light chuckle as he tightened his belt. "i wasn't trying to make you jealous, jakey," you pouted as you held into the sleeve of his shirt, shaking it around playfully, "i would never do it on purpose."

"i believe you, y/n," jake reassured you with a sweet tone, "but regardless, i don't like when other men touch my princess in ways that only i should be touching her." jake seemed to go quiet for a second, worried that he sounded overly possessive over you, but he just let the words fall out of his mouth without thinking beforehand.

was he implying that he wanted you all to himself?

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as another day came, it meant another day to think about how you feel about jake, another day to think about how jake makes you feel, and another day to ponder if jake was telling you the truth or just trying to get you to swoon over him with his sweet-talk. (which was working like a charm)

you wished that you could stop thinking about jake for just for one measly second, but your mind always had other plans.

you kept letting thoughts circulate in your mind as your fingers toyed with the fabric of the short silk nightdress you were dressed in that, of course, jake bought for you.

he was literally everywhere with you though not being physically present.

the clothes you wore? jake bought them.

the diamonds that lay cold on the skin of your neck and wrists? jake bought them.

the several pairs of shoes that you'd never thought you'd own in a million years? jake bought them.

the vintage accessories from all your favorite brands? jake bought them.

all the money.

all the spoiling.

everything.

everything was because of him.

jake reeled you in with his charm and his money, but why did it feel like something more than just a sugar daddy and sugar baby relationship? maybe you were just delusional and blinded by his actions to think straight.

after all, your life had been molded into a fantasy because of him practically over night; something that some could only dream of. you felt like you were living every girl's dream life while barely having to life a finger.

you went from working 12 hour shifts at the bar to barely be able to afford paying for school and your home to being affiliated with one of the richest men in the country.

all because of sex in exchange for a diamond necklace.

some would call you pathetic and a gold-digger, which you often felt like in all honesty, but you knew in your heart that this was something more.

or at least it felt like it was something more.

but in all honesty, you didn't want to feel anymore; you wanted to truly know. you wanted so badly to find inner peace in regards to anything that was related to jake whether it was him admitting that he (allegedly) wants to be more than friends, or, if that isn't the case and he's just been stringing you along all this time, basically leaving everything behind if you wanted even the slightest chance of forgetting about him.

you want jake, but you also feel like you don't or maybe shouldn't.

bzzz...

bzzz...

bzzz...

your ears perked up at the sound of your phone vibrating as you scrambled to find where it was on your bed.

once you found it, you didn't even bother to check who was calling before pressing the green button.

"hello?" you asked once answering the phone, "sorry it to me awhile to pick up." you chuckled sheepishly. "don't worry, princess. i'm just glad you answered," the person responded to which you realized the familiar accented voice.

ah, jake. who else could it have been?

"oh, hi, jake," you smiled as if he could see your giddy expression, "did you need something?" you asked, curious as to why he decided to call you because it's rare that he does so; he usually just shows up to your front door. "hmm," jake's voice trailed off, "i was wondering if i could come see my favorite girl today, maybe pick her up and take her to my house, go out to town with her, possibly have her spend the night?" he rambled on and on. each time he made a statement, you felt yourself blushing more and more until your cheeks became the equivalent of a ripe strawberry.

hearing jake say the phrase 'my favorite girl' made your stomach erupt with butterflies. he made you feel so special, so pampered, so... loved?

wanting to seem as if you weren't trying viciously to control yourself from giggling into your pillow, you slickly responded to him with a flirty tone.

"hmm... maybe drive over to her house and find out."

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the sound of knocking on your door came to the front of your mind after a few seconds of being distracted by fixing your hair. you sped over to the front door from the bathroom to open it up, a bit eager to see jake. you were greeted by jake's smiley face as he held out some luxurious roses that he'd bought for you.

"aww, puppy," you gushed with adoration as you melted into a puddle of bashfulness, making jake blush in return, "so sweet." jake pulled you closer upon placing the bundle of roses onto the counter next to perry's bowl.

"i missed you," jake pouted before pulling you into a kiss, his soft, plump lips sending a swarm of butterflies into your whole body. "jake, we saw each other two days ago." you pointed out with a light chuckle after breaking away from the kiss. "well," he started, "i always miss you when you're not around."

you felt your stomach do a flip upon hearing jake tell you that information. of course, you felt the same way, but you definitely weren't going to voice it because you didn't think you'd physically be able to.

"you don't have to miss me anymore," you smiled against his chest, "we get to spend the whole day together." jake let out one of his excited giggles as he trailed his hands down to your lower back in a somehow non-sexual way; it felt more comforting than sexual if anything.

"well, i have some news before we start our day together," jake announced, his hand trailing up to your chin to tilt it upward, giving you no choice but to look at his pretty face as you nodded for him to continue, "i'm going to japan for a business conference, and-"

"wait, when? when are you leaving? how long are you gonna be there? ... when are you coming back?" your mouth spilled out questions because of unexpected worry, causing you to interrupt jake before he could even finish his statement.

"hey, hey, don't worry, princess. you didn't let me finish," jake reassured you with a pretty smile, "i was gonna ask if you wanted to come with me, silly."

your eyes lit up and widened at the thought of going on a trip with jake. him asking you to come to japan with him felt like a dream in itself.

without any hesitation, you responded with "i'd love to!" to which jake gave you a toothy grin as he held you close, his heart feeling just as eager as yours at the thought of going on your first trip together. he took a second to ponder everything that he wanted to do with you in japan.

going out for walks at night when the city is all lit up, trying out a new restaurant, going to a cute little animal café, shopping (of course), and, most importantly, getting to watch the beautiful cherry blossoms together which is something he's always wanted to do with you.

jake could barely hide his excitement before making you throw on an outfit, that matched his, of course, and dragging you out to buy new clothes for the trip.

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"i think this one is perfect, yeah?" you let out a content sigh, smiling as you spun around for jake to see the pretty garment from all angles. "it's hard for me to give an opinion considering that i think you look beautiful in everything," jake chuckled shyly as he adored you, "besides, you can choose any and all the clothes you want; no limits. so i'm sure we'll find a bunch more things that look perfect on you even after we buy this one."

you always loved going out shopping with jake, not just because you could literally buy everything you laid your eyes on, but also because jake always made you blush with his sweet compliments that never failed to give you a bit of self confidence.

the shopping trip was far from over, and let's just say that you two were about be the best-dressed people in japan for the duration of your stay.

after purchasing the garment, you two moved from store to store all throughout the shopping center until you felt content with all the pretty clothes and accessories jake bought for you. he even took it upon himself to get a few pieces of clothing for himself that coordinated with the outfits you chose. along with everything else the two of you bought that day, jake decided that the last touch should be something matching, so he took you into a dior store and let you pick out a pretty diamond choker then finding one for himself that looked similar to the one you chose.

going on shopping sprees with jake never failed to astound you; it seemed that the final price at the end of the day got higher and higher after every individual shopping session that you two have gone on. were you getting used to it? yes. do you still have underlying guilt for spending that much money? absolutely.

after spending what felt like, and probably was, millions of dollars, there was one more stop that jake wanted to make before going back home.

he led you into a fancy, luxury lingerie store that made you gulp nervously, not knowing what he had up his sleeve. jake was very mischievous when it came to stuff like this, so you wouldn't be surprised if he had some dirty intentions.

jake approached the counter as he waved at the employee who was working behind it. you watched as she blushed over jake once he began to talk to her, making you feel a bit of discomfort at the way jake seemed to talk to her with such finesse. her building flirtatiousness took over your mind, causing you to subconsciously pull jake closer to you. jake immediately noticed your nonverbal action and knew exactly what was bothering you, after all, you two spent a majority of your time together so of course he eventually began to pick up on your body language.

"anyway," jake smiled, "i'm here to pick up and order that i placed a few days ago." the employee seemed to be caught off guard by jake's sudden change in demeanor but still proceeded to ask him for his order details although she had zero time to process why his tone switched so suddenly. she turned around to check the shelf with neatly placed boxes that were tied off with gold, shimmery ribbons to look for the box that was labeled with his name.

"is it this one?" she asked, undoing the bowtie to reveal the contents of the, very extravagantly decorated, box. your eyes widened upon seeing the garments, them specifically being custom lingerie sets. you couldn't control the way your face was beginning to turn bright pink upon laying your eyes on the pretty panties that had 'jake,' 'daddy's girl,' and 'princess.' embroidered on the fabric in shimmery pink thread. you thought it was over, but nope, there was another layer of tissue paper covering more of the box's contents. jake gently moved the tissue paper to the side only to reveal more risqué garments.

pink lace lingerie, thigh garters, sheer bralettes, more custom embroidered panties decorated with cute, tiny bows, basically everything that he wanted to see you in.

jake is such a horndog for buying all this stuff for you, but you couldn't lie and say it wasn't making your stomach jump at the thought of what was going through jake's mind when he was ordering everything.

"yup this is the one," jake smiled innocently as if he didn't do anything cheeky.

once the employee turned the box to face her so that she could tie the ribbon back up, her face immediately turned bright red at the sight of what was inside the box. she scrambled to knot the ribbon and quickly pushed the box back toward jake. you couldn't tell if the look on her face was one of jealousy, flustered-ness, or both.

"you are such a dirty boy," you scolded jake with a light smack on his bicep as he giggled, "i can't believe you actually bought all that." jake couldn't help the smirk that formed on his face as he looked down at you, your face still pink from being flustered. "i can't tell if you're pleasantly surprised or surprised in a shocked sense," he chuckled as he held you close to him while the two of you walked back to his car. "a bit of both," you laughed in response.

"oh, the things you drive me do, y/n... you have no idea."

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you, stupidly, decided to pack for your trip to japan last minute which caused you to scramble around to make sure you had everything you needed before jake came to pick you up.

honestly, it was a lot easier to pack since you had way more clothes and outfits that jake curated for you; digging through your wardrobe for decent clothes to wear on vacation was now a thing of the past. you were done packing before you expected to be, so you had a bit of downtime before jake would arrive.

just before you pulled your phone out of your pocket, you felt it vibrate.

you let out a light chuckle after your little text conversation with yeji ended, but you couldn't help but begin to think about those cheesy things even though they were far from your reality. you wondered if that's how you and jake looked like from an outside perspective.

a couple.

just as you were about to get lost in your thoughts again, the doorbell rang. 'thank god,' you thought to yourself as you ran to answer the door. you opened up the door, surprised to see that jake had suddenly changed his hair color again.

"woah, since when were you blond again?" you chuckled as you pulled jake closer to you, hugging him and letting his cologne blind your senses. "since earlier this morning," jake responded with a sheepish smile, "just wanted to change things up again. d-do you like it?" he asked with a nervous tone to which you giggled. "i love it," you reassured him as you played with strands of his freshly dyed hair, "as much as i love your natural hair, i've missed the blond; it makes you look like a cute fuzzy puppy." jake's ears began to turn pink at your sweet compliment which made you giggle and give him another tight hug.

"we should get going now," jake pointed out as he glanced at his expensive cartier watch, "lemme get your bags for you." you let out a hum in response, a smile subconsciously growing on your face due to jake's gentlemanly gesture. the fact that this was how he genuinely acted without request always made your heart beat a bit quicker than usual.

he's sweet.

jake is so sweet.

getting into the car, jake began to head over to the airport. your stomach couldn't help but feel funny due to a bit of flight anxiety.

odd for you considering you've never been on a plane before.

"i'm kinda nervous," you voiced with a light chuckle, "i've never..." jake looked over to you with wide eyes, shocked at the new piece of y/n lore. "so... it's your first time?" jake joked cheekily, earning a light smack on the arm from you as became red in the face. "yes, it's "my first time," jake," you bickered back jokingly.

"i promise you'll be okay, princess," jake reassured you with a kiss on the cheek while you two waited at a traffic light, "i'll be there the whole time."

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once you pulled into the private parking lot of the (rich people) part of the airport, you were unpleasantly surprised by a decent-sized swarm of reporters with cameras. you looked over at jake with a bit of a concerned expression on your face.

"oh, that," jake smiled nervously, putting one of his hands on the nape of his neck, "whenever one of the company's heirs goes on a business related trip without the head of the company, it's seen as a huge deal. oh and also-"

knock, knock, knock.

jake was interrupted by knocks on the window, startling both you and him. looking over, you saw the face of the man who you'd rather not be seeing at the moment.

sunghoon.

excited, jake opened his door, hopping out of the car to greet one of his best friends. it made you feel rather uneasy to witness them interact; not because you didn't like or sunghoon or anything like that, but because you wondered how things could be so chill between them even though you unknowingly fucked jake's best friend.

were you the only one who couldn't get over it? the only one who still felt gut-wrenching guilt?

jake peeked his head into the car, smiling at you nervously before telling you the not-so-great news that you, him, and his friends would all be flying in the private plane together.

you felt your stomach drop, knowing that you'd be stuck in a floating metal tube with his friends for roughly two hours. and on top of that, it's your first time flying. you just shook everything off, remembering that jake was kind enough to let you tag along. that's all that matters, right?

once you were done freaking out, you opened the car door to step out. you so badly wanted to avoid the paparazzi, not ready for the press to be writing about you and jake again, and it'll probably be worse this time around considering that you're with him alongside his friends. 'stay calm,' you scolded yourself as you walked over to help jake unload the luggages from the trunk of his car.

"don't worry, i got it, princess," jake smiled warmly after tucking some of your hair behind your ear and leaning in for a peck on the cheek. it made you nervous to be kissed by jake with so many cameras around. you hoped and prayed that they didn't get a shot of it because of obvious reasons. people who worked for the private flight company began to load the plane with everyone's bags as you, jake, jay and heeseung (jake's two friends that you'd met previously) and of course sunghoon started to head over to the plane's entrance.

jake held your hand while leading you over to go up the ladder to get into the plane, continuing to hold your hand with every step up you took. you could practically feel the cameras all over you and jake, but he didn't seem to mind for some reason.

and as if the situation couldn't get any more shocking, you were pleasantly greeted by the interior of the private aircraft.

private seating if you wanted to be alone, group seating if you wanted to mingle with the other people who you're on the flight with, and two little closed off cabin rooms which was crazy because you didn't think that was a real thing.

"go ahead and sit wherever you want, princess," jake told you, letting you pick out where you wanted to spend the duration of your plane journey. "can we maybe," you looked down, becoming bashful, "use one of the rooms." you shyly suggested to which jake couldn't help smirk. "whatever my princess wants, she gets," jake remarked, giving you a passionate kiss on the lips, "go ahead and wait in there for me, okay?" you looked into his pretty eyes and nodded, opening the door to reveal a comfy looking bed, overhead storage, and a little window. closing the door behind you, you went to go sit on the bed.

"is this actually my life now?" you asked yourself quietly as you looked around at your surroundings. you still weren't used to it despite all the time you've spent with jake. more often than not, you were wondering how you, a, now graduated, broke college student working at a bar, managed to end up in this situation. you were thankful, yes, but it still left you feeling overwhelmed by everything that came along with living this type of lifestyle. midway through getting lost in your thoughts, you heard the door handle twist, being greeted by jake's pretty face.

"we'll be taking off now, okay?" jake informed you as he walked over to the bed and pulled you close, "i'll be here if you're nervous." you nodded, cuddling up to him while fearing the fact that you were about to be so high in the sky. simply hearing the plane engine start was enough to freak you out. jake felt you tense up as the plane began to take flight.

"hey, hey," jake comforted you, "focus on me, okay? you'll be alright." you nodded though you grew shy from looking at his pretty face. jake chuckled, pulling you on top of his lap and holding your face in his hands. "that's right, my pretty girl."

instinctively, you pushed your hips onto his, prompting jake to bring his hands to your waist. "needy?" jake asked, "in this situation?" he teased. "i-i didn't mean to," you sputtered out nervously to which jake shut you up with a passionate kiss. "well, do you want to?" jake asked curiously as he ran his hands all of your body, eventually trailing them down to your ass. "mhm," you responded, "please?" jake kissed your neck as you continued to grind on his clothed member. you don't know when or how, but your clothes were now discarded to the side, your lips on jakes as you stroked his length with your hand. you loved the groans and light whimpers that jake let out as you pleased him with your hands, and you were eager to let him use your body.

when he felt like the time was right, jake lifted you up and sat you down on his length, causing you to moan out as you held onto his shoulders. "so warm and wet for me," jake spoke lowly in your ear, sending shivers down your whole body. "just for y-you," your voice quivered as you roughly moved your hips on his, wanting to feel him deep inside you. "mhm, all for daddy," jake smirked while squeezing your pretty ass, "no one else but me." you nodded with a whimper in response.

jake pushed your hips further down onto his, wanting his tip to perfectly hit your little sweet spot. you whined as your thighs trembled, already feeling overstimulated from his length. you found yourself glancing to the side at the small window to which jake placed his hand on your chin to face back at him. "focus on me, baby," jake said softly, giving you a peck on the lips and rolling his hips against yours. you gasped and moaned out at the sudden waves of pleasure traveling from your inner thighs to your core.

"turn around," jake demanded after lifting you off of him to which you, of course, complied. you pushed your hips toward him as you arched your back eagerly, begging him to fuck you more. "that's a good girl," jake smirked, teasing your entrance with his swollen tip before fully pushing himself inside. "s-so good," you stuttered out in between moans and whines, "w-want your cum so bad."

jake bent forward to lift you up, your back now against his chest as he thrusted upward into you. you tightly gripped onto one of his forearms while he kissed your neck, your pussy aching. "mmh," you moaned out, "feels so good, daddy." jake groaned for you as he caressed your inner thighs, causing you to shiver. "i know, princess," jake chuckled sexily, "fuck, it feels so good to be deep inside you. it's your first time flying and all you can think about is being stuffed with my cock, huh?" you nodded and whimpered in response. "m-mhm," you managed to sputter out between moans, "always want you s-so bad."

it wasn't long until jake finally let loose, ropes of his hot cum painting your walls white.

putting you down, he gave you some time to catch your breath before giving you a few kisses.

"you're so cute," jake said out of nowhere. "where did that come from?" you questioned with a chuckle as your cheeks turned pink. "just wanted to point it out," he shrugged with a smile, "now go ahead and rest for the remainder of the flight, princess."

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once the flight landed, you were forced to wake up from your nap which you weren't very happy about. upon getting off the plane and into the car that would take you and the others to the fancy airbnb, jake decided to keep you separated from his pestery friends because he knew that they'd only make you grumpier.

you spent the duration of the car ride with your head on jake's shoulder, trying not to fall asleep yet again and wanting to enjoy the view of the sunset over the city. unfortunately, you ended up drifting off to sleep again which jake found cute after watching how desperately you tried to keep your eyes opened. upon arriving to the place you would be staying at for the duration of the trip, jake, still keeping you a good distance away from his friends, brought you into one of the rooms so you could lay down and rest. he assisted you in getting changed into one of his shirts before you laid down on the cloud-like bed.

"you're so cute when you're sleepy," jake gushed as you wrapped yourself in the duvet, "i'll be right outside in the lounge area with the guys; we're gonna catch up a bit before we go to sleep. i'll be here later, okay?" you nodded sleepily in response, grabbing him closer by his hoodie sleeve so that he could give you one last kiss before leaving the room.

your drowsiness was really getting the best of you, causing you to expose your vulnerability and yearning for jake and his presence. you felt queasy at the thought of jake possibly thinking that you were being too needy. you also felt an odd sense of uneasiness from all the intimate moments that you and jake shared throughout the whole day because it felt almost wrong to be so intimate with someone who isn't even your boyfriend. jake isn't your boyfriend, but why do you feel so comfortable giving yourself to him? you began to feel somewhat guilty about your natural instincts when it came to being around him, but you couldn't seem find it in you to stop. why did it all feel so natural?

your thoughts were brought to a halt when you felt jake touch you.

"oh, and one more thing," jake added, "i need you to hold something for me until i get back in here." confused, you cocked your head to the side, squishing your face deeper into the pillow.

jake motioned for you to hold out your hand, and once you did, he gave you a kiss on your palm, rolled your hand into a fist, and let you move your hand back toward yourself.

you couldn't control the way your stomach flipped and the amount of blood rushing to your cheeks as jake flashed his cute smile.

"and you can give that kiss to me later when i come back."

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you found yourself in a haze and half awake after what you presumed was a few hours. jake still wasn't in bed with you, but you could hear him chatting with his friends just outside your room which put you at ease. as much as you tried not to, you ended up eavesdropping on their conversation and were shocked to hear that you were the topic of discussion.

"poor y/n," one of his friends joked as he took a sip of alcohol, "jake really dragged her all the way out here because he can't survive 5 minutes without her." his friends laughed in response as jake's face turned red.

"hey!" he sulked, "i-it's not that." he responded shyly, taking a small sip of his drink.

"then what is it, hm?" another one of his friends questioned with a smirk plastered on his face.

"well, i-i just thought it'd be fun to go on a trip, y'know? s-she's never been here before, so i wanna show her around, right?" jake sputtered out, the mild interrogation being enough to make him sober from the alcohol him and his friends had been drinking, "i already have some things planned out; i just wanna show her a good time."

"a different kind of good time for once," one of the guys joked again, "c'mon, man, we all heard the two of you earlier." hearing one of his friends admit that made him get shy again as they all continued to tease him. "hey, we gotta give jake some credit," another friend chimed in, "he knows what he's doing if you know what i mean. not every guy can make a girl moan like that-"

"okay," jake said with panicked chuckle, stretching out the last syllable of the word he spoke, "i think it's time we all got some rest. after all, it's getting a little late, right?" his friends laughed at his bashfulness but agreed that they really should get some rest. "wait, don't turn off the lights yet," jake said holding out one of his hands, "i need to get a glass of water to put on y/n's bedside table." one of his buddies let out a light sigh followed by a wholesome chuckle. "how do you manage to remember all these little things about her?"

"well," jake's voice trailed off as he poured a glass of cold water for you,

"she's my everything."

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a/n: chapter 13 is finally here after literal months! thank you all for being so patient with me throughout these past few months :,) it means a lot that you've stuck around with me 🩷 now that school and exams are over and it's officially summer break, i'll have an abundance of free time to write for you all! pls look forward to more updates from me 🩷

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I might have an idea for a Duff fic. He finds out that the reader’s the vampire but isn’t freaked out about it. In fact, he finds it very sexy and asks to be bitten. You can do as you wish with that idea. 😏

Bloodless

words: 994

warnings: *smut* *alcohol* *dirty talk* *female vampire* *mentions of blood* *fluff at the end*

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You are sitting on the couch with Duff. You and he met a few weeks ago when you were finding people to suck blood out of. You wanted to suck them of the most vital thing in their body. You wanted Duff to be your victim that's why you brought him over. Your heart kept wanting to hurt him but the more you got to know him he was an innocent man who was very kind and you didn't want to take his life away from him. You found out he did care about you and that you weren't just some one-night stand. He found out that you were a vampire and he seemed turned on by it that’s how you guys fucked because he didnt mind the idea of being bitten. He found it very sexy to be bitten all over his body. You bite him very lightly. You don't want to hurt him but you still want him to have pleasure. Three weeks earlier…

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“Hi, can I have vodka?” You ask the bartender. You were short-tempered with any man who came near you that night because of how much you were craving blood.

“Sure” the bartender smiles at you while handing you your tiny glass of vodka.

“Thank you,” You say, giving the bartender a small smile.

“Hmm, I see you like vodka?” A man with blonde locks asks you.

“Yep. Now I don't mean to be rude or anything but please can you back off?”  You tell Duff with a glint of anger in your eyes.

“Sorry,” Duff turns around and minds his own business. 

You were surprised at that moment. No man has ever left you alone after saying that. You immediately start to like Duff because he is respectful to you and your needs at that moment. You turn to where Duff is standing and you lightly tap Duff on the shoulder.

“Hey I'm sorry for being rude a couple of seconds ago I don't know what got into me. Do you wanna sit down and talk?.” You ask trying not to be awkward.

Your craving for blood instantly goes away. You are only hungry for the man in front of you. You like him. You find him fascinating. You take him home and you show him that you're a vampire. 

“Holy shit. I knew it” Duff says in surprise.

“I'm not scared of you,” Duff says.

“I know. I knew the moment you talked to me that you weren't scared of me” You smirk.

“Bite me, babe,” Duff tells you.

“It's gonna hurt” You tease Duff.

“Bullshit, I'm into biting. I think it's sexy.” He says while his hands make his way to your neck.

Your fangs make their way onto Duff's neck. You bite him lightly leaving small marks on his neck.

“Mmm” He purrs sweet nothings in your ear. 

You immediately get on top of him as he is sitting on the chair in your room. He pushes you to the bed. His hands peel your skirt off. His fingers make his way in your panties and his long fingers make his way into your wet hole.

“Oh Duff” You moan. 

He takes his fingers out and he gets on top of you.

“You're such a good girl for a vampire you know? Who would have thought a vampire could control themselves around my kind.” Duff says teasingly.

“Oh Duff you make me a good girl. Im begging for your love baby” You say softly like an innocent human being.

“Oh I love how you love to act like a human. You're such a gorgeous honey. Turn me into one of you” Duff coos.

“Not tonight babe” You mumble as you bite Duff on the neck.

“See what did I tell you? You're a goody two shoes for a human” Duff moans.

Duff gets on top of you and he grabs his huge cock with his big hands and he places it at your entrance. 

“Such a pretty vampire cunt.” Duff smirks.

Duff shoves his cock inside of you. 

“Fuck Duff” You cry as your sharp nails scratch Duff's bare back.

“DUFF!” You sob as his hips collide with yours over and over again.

His hips smack with yours over and over again.

“Oh, baby who knew a vampire cunt would feel so good. Your still so fucking wet for a human” Duff moans as he is doing you.

Your hands grab his shoulders and you start to bite him again. You stop biting him. “Keep on going baby” You cry as he keeps going.

“Faster,” You say as his thick cock slides in you over and over again.

“Duff female vampires can't come. You have to do it yourself” You moan as you're breathless from him fucking you.

Duff throws his head back. Duff’s legs start to shake and his toes start to shake. Your hands are going through his hair as he orgasms in you. Duff leaves his orgasm inside of you. He lays down taking deep breaths after doing you.

“That was fun,” he says, trying to catch his breath.

“Yeah. I have a question. Was this a one time thing or do you like me?” You ask Duff while facing him on the bed.

“I want this to be forever Y/N when I said to turn me into a vampire I was serious.” He said.

“Well maybe I can if that is what you really want. Think about it though you're going to be like this for an eternity” You say as your hands move in his hair gently.

You give him some time to think about his decision to become a vampire. 

“No nevermind. I don't want to be stuck like that for an eternity.” He says as he gently holds your hands.

“That's what I thought,” You say kissing him on the cheek.

You both fall asleep in your white sheets. You're both cuddling in the clean white sheets.

[yuurei20]

Short Translation from Twisted Wonderland the second novel: Pre-Practice Match (pt2/4)

"The students who surround Yuuya's group are a mix of beast-people and others, each with impressive physiques and vibrant yellow shirts—the dorm color—stretched tight over their muscles.

Compared to Yuuya, who has an average build for his age, it is as though every part of their bodies is twice the size of his own.

A beast-person student crosses arms like tree trunks over his chest and releases a bark of laughter, accompanied by a flash of sharp fangs.

‘You’ve got a lot of nerve, strutting out onto Savanaclaw’s field. You can’t think we’re gonna let you off easy for waltzing into our territory.’

‘We are so sorry! We hadn’t meant to bother you.’ Yuuya bows deeply, again and again, but Ruggie gives a pitiless shake of his head.

‘You can’t go sayin’ that now, after you came lookin’ for a fight. You gotta take responsibility and make things right.’

Ruggie draws closer, rubbing his thigh where Grim deliberately collided with him, and Deuce forms his hands into fists. Grim seems poised to lunge, and Yuuya desperately holds him back with both hands. One wrong move, and a fight may break out at any moment.

‘We’ve got to find a way out of here,’ Yuuya is trembling, and both Ace and Cater nod in agreement.

‘You’re right. Deuce-chan and Grim-chan are up for a fight, but we don’t stand a chance like this…’ Cater scans their surroundings for a way out, and the Savanaclaw students around them begin to stir. From somewhere comes a familiar voice.

‘Hey. What are you all doing.’

"Emerging from the quickly dispersing crowd is a young man with small, animal-like ears and bronze skin. As with Ruggie, Yuuya and Deuce have seen him once before. The Housewarden of Savanaclaw. The lion beast-person, Leona.

This time he is wearing gym clothes, with a light jacket tied around his waist. His long hair has been tied messily back, with loose strands brushing against his sharp cheeks.

While only natural for Ace and Grim, even Yuuya and Deuce—who have met him before—are left awestruck. While his facial features are stunningly beautiful, it is not because of his striking handsomeness alone.

He is dressed no differently than the other students, but he has a presence that is unlike that of anyone else. He could be surrounded by dozens, by hundreds of people, and would still, instantly, draw attention. Merely standing in one place he still exerts an aura of intimidation—of control.

‘Got nothing better to do than mess around? Don’t take practice seriously and none of you are makin’ the roster.’

Leona’s sharp gaze silences the gathered students."

[seb5star]

sigh long way to go

[messrsbyler]

just picture steve having a crush on jonathan for the longest of times and when halloween comes around he waits impatiently for the byers kid and his group of friends to show up because steve knows they’ll be chaperoned by one jonathan byers dressed up in something taken straight out of some of those fantasy books steve makes sure steer away from each time he finds himself browsing through the school library—not that that’s a common event, either way. libraries aren’t necessarily steve’s scene.

either way, steve has been building up a reputation for quite some in front of jonathan and while jonathan seems to be the kind of person to keep his walls high and sturdy at all times, steve can still see some dents have been made. he’s sure he once made jonathan blush, a moment he keeps always at the forefront of his mind and that fills him with a weave of adrenaline and goosebumps each time he revisits the memory. giving away obscene amounts of candy to a group of little kids jonathan is chaperoning for the night is a big part of said reputation, and so when the impatient knocks on his door come, steve is already with a hand on the doorknob, irresistible smile in place and a hopeful flutter in his chest.

steve’s eyes land on the kids first and he takes quick notice of their disguises. he’s not sure what exactly he’s looking at, but there’s a bunch of capes through across narrow shoulders, all of vibrant colors, some plastic fangs, pointy ears, fake swords and what might be a lightsaber.

“went all out this year, didn’t you?” steve cocks a brow at henderson. the kid’s chest puffs with pride.

“worthy of double the candy, some might say,” henderson says back, way too cocky. steve rolls his eyes, not wanting to enter a heated negotiation with a twelve year old kid if he can help it.

steve’s eyes roam through the group once more before they shoot up, that familiar warmth and flutter already building in his gut. it’s quickly snuff out, though, when he only finds an empty space behind the kids.

steve frowns.

“well?” the wheeler kid says, impatient and tapping his foot on the ground. steve doesn’t appreciate his attitude. “the candy?”

lucas watches steve expectantly, eyes flicking to the glass bowl filled with candy that steve’s been holding for about ten minutes while he nervously waited on the other side of the door.

jonathan’s brother doesn’t say much. he just shifts on his feet, looking uncomfortable and leaning a bit closer to wheeler when a group of kids whoop a little too loud on the other side of the street.

“just you lot tonight, then?” steve asks, careful to tuck his bad mood behind his tone.

wheeler scowls. steve notices the hand he keeps on the byers kid’s wrist, which add an edge too soft that definitely collides with his sharp and tense instance. steve has never liked wheeler. too much of a brat, for his taste.

“what does that supposed to mean?” wheeler asks, eyes squinting.

“no chaperone?”

“we aren’t little kids anymore. we don’t need a babysitter,” sinclair says.

steve shoots him a flat look. “you are twelve.”

“and a half!” henderson chirps.

steve doesn’t feel like fighting with a bunch of kids tonight, so he simply gives away the candy and shooes them away. by the time he swings the door closed the disappointment of not seeing jonathan has fully settled in his chest, which makes him both annoyed and a bit embarrassed. since when has he been the type of guy to swoon over anyone, waiting impatiently and celebrating whenever he’s given even the smallest amount of attention? steve is usually on the other side of the equation, making people wait for him and want him.

ugh.

steve gathers his stupid pride that at some point he had let slip to the floor and is about to make his way to the pool just to wash off his bad mood with a swim when a new knock stops him on his tracks. he rolls his eyes and groans. there’s still some candy on his bowl, but he selfishly wants it all for himself.

another knock comes. steve sighs, puts the bowl aside on the long table propped against the wall, and opens the door.

“sorry, we are all out of candy."

“i’m sure that’s illegal during halloween,” a voice comes, soft and familiar.

steve snaps his eyes up and finds jonathan byers standing there, no disguise, dressed in his normal flannel shirt on top of a white one, old jeans and worn out sneakers. his hands are tucked in the front pockets of his jeans and his hair is a bit of a mess, as always.

steve’s stomach turns and goosebumps run down his spine as that magnetic feeling pulls him towards jonathan. steve clasps a hand on the door frame to keep himself in place.

it’s hard, but steve manages to move on from his surprise and pull himself together. he replaces his wide eyes for what he hopes is a teasing look, cocking his head to the side and offering a smile.

“and asking for candy without a costume on is not?” he teases. jonathan huffs and it’s the closer steve will get to a laugh, so he gladly accepts it takes pride in it.

jonathan looks down at himself and nods. “i won’t tell if you don’t.”

“deal.”

jonathan smiles again and steve might be about to start bouncing on his feet if he doesn’t stop it now. jonathan eyes steve and his expression grows a bit guarded. he’s nervous, unsure. this is their usual dance. jonathan, why while approaching steve and then being at the ready to push the distance back between them, and steve rushing to seize control of the situation and keep him close instead.

“wanna come in?” steve asks.

jonathan lifts his brows. “no party you need to be at?”

steve tilts his head. “not feeling like partying tonight. but… uh… i could be convinced to a movie and some popcorn.” steve ignores the way his cheeks grow warm. “what about you?”

jonathan watches him for a second, expression blank except for the tension around his mouth. “how is your taste in movies, harrington?”

“some would say immaculate.”

jonathan sighs and smirks, clearly not convinced. “i guess i’ll take the risk, then.”

[greycaelum]

What about vampire gojo and reader, when some aristocrats critized her for her weird/unique looks? And tell her he’s only with her cuz shes too pretty and she doesn’t deserve it.

Cursedtales Collections—La Luna Chapters: {Thoughts}

—Vampire Duke Gojo Satoru X Vampire Reader

❦︎ Précis:

"Please do not pout, your sulking is not good for my health." Your brow furrowed and your heart heavy from the indescribable feeling his upset face brings. Satoru frowns and pulls your waist to stand before him. Your back collided against his chest and in no split second, a pair of tempting fangs nibbled on your neck in an attempt of piercing your fragile skin where his mate mark is inked in your skin. His blue rose... His hand rested on your hips, running his hand in the curve of your waist. A shuddering sensation crawled by your spine at the boiling heat of anticipation in your belly. He doesn't bite but the friction of his sharp canines against your neck brings out the tingles in your spine.

❦︎ Genre: vampire, fantasy, royalty

❦︎ WC/CW/TW: (2.6k)/ bullying, racial profiling, light-heavy petting, obsessive bordering subtle yandere thoughts, feeding on blood, cuddling, use of power and authority over subordinates/ angst to comfort/ vampire Satoru is his own warning

❦︎ A/N: loved writing this ask, more thoughts about vampire au? I hope you liked this one too~

There are thoughts that you do not need to hear.

Like how no one fails to notice your appearance. Wherever you go, you receive long gazes that hold different thoughts.

Before Satoru turned you into a vampire, your lady-in-waiting had often mentioned how peculiar you look even as a human. Was it for your shining hair, your gleaming eyes that seems like the river of stars, or perhaps your skin that seem to sparkle in the moonlight? They often told you your features are closer to the nymphs residing in Soladrina—the floating plains of the gods and goddesses—than that of a human.

Satoru has never mentioned these and you never gave them attention. Surely, he never failed to tell you how beautiful you are but never did he make you feel that you are different from what you are supposed to be.

But your mate's normalcy to these so-called 'differences' doesn't apply to the eyes of society.

The Grand Duke has long foregone his social duties. Ever since the late Grand Duchess, it is known that the grand duchy has dropped all social appearances. With his father sick and bedridden; His Grace is often away for hunting or war there was no one to deal with such frivolous outings. And even if he was present, he has no interest. He's far more suited to the gore of war and the silence of his study than drinking tea and eating scones in the garden.

Then, there's you.

His butler mentioned starting to build relations with the other families. At first, you dropped the idea, with no title in your name it is unheard of to attend the banquets of the aristocrats. Moreso for a human turned vampire. The vast difference in status and race was quite a dilemma for you to suddenly step into the high society without looking as if you are using the Grand Duke's paramount reputation and influence.

But after Satoru brought you in the celebration of the winter solstice, conspicuously displaying his claim and palpable affection in public eyes, everyone just knew the wheels are turning. The very next day a mass of correspondence and invitations are pouring in.

Not for His Grace.

But for you.

It was no secret how the Grand Duke is devoted to the bone with his mate. It was just a matter of passing the mourning period of his father that he will name you his Grand Duchess. From his gestures, there is no question which fell hard between the two of you. All aristocrats are intrigued about what kind of lady captivated the cold-blooded warlord, for him to be so besotted to the bone. 

"Your Grace." You sighed at his pout, this petulant attitude has been going on for two days now. And from the looks of it, it will continue even more if you don't promise him something he likes. "I promised tomorrow, we'll go picnic with no more interruption."

The sight of your mate sulking isn't something to be underestimated.

"Please do not pout, your sulking is not good for my health." Your brow furrowed and your heart heavy from the indescribable feeling his upset face brings.

Satoru frowns and pulls your waist to stand before him. Your back collided against his chest and in no split second, a pair of tempting fangs nibbled on your neck in an attempt of piercing your fragile skin where his mate mark is inked in your skin. His blue rose...

His hand rested on your hips, running his hand in the curve of your waist. A shuddering sensation crawled by your spine at the boiling heat of anticipation in your belly. He doesn't bite but the friction of his sharp canines against your neck brings out the tingles in your spine.

"Get back here before twilight because you are not leaving my sight the day after tomorrow until you get tired of my face," Satoru growled in defeat. He was cursing the mailman who delivered the letter despite the rain. Running a hand over his hair in annoyance. You're his mate but it seems he's the one who least spends time with you. Where's the justice in that? Satoru muttered profanities in frustration.

"Is that a punishment, Your Grace?" You giggled, tapping the nose of your mate as he preys on your every move. "Because it sounds like a reward to me."

Satoru merely snorted and ever slowly let you withdraw from his arms to get ready. His eyes were glued to your figure as you put on your corset, pulling on the strings that confined the soft curves of your waist to the slenderness of your hips but the strings kept loosening.

A hand sneaks up to rub circles on your shoulder blade and the strings of the corset tug you making you stumble backward until you hit the familiar hard chest of your mate.

"I should just pull this, right?" Hot breath fanned your nape.

You faintly nodded. Despite how many times this moment repeats itself, it never fails to have you hold your breath feeling the strings tighten, forcing you to breathe out a sweet gasp and straighten up as Satoru hummed, knotting the strings into a bow and staring at the enticing curve of your pretty spine.

"Good girl." Satoru purred, his hand found your tights, caressing them as the two of you stare at the mirror, your unbearable flushed cheeks and legs clenched together whilst his devilish smirk as he nibbled your earlobe. "You're so sweet and soft to me Kitten," Satoru whispered as he toyingly bit the shell of your ears whilst keeping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling because of your knees wobbling from his caress.

"Milady? Can I come in?" A chamber keeper knocked hesitantly, trancing you out of a stupor.

If your mate's touch wasn't enough to drive you crazy, the embarrassment of the person outside hearing you and Satoru is sure enough to level you into a combusting mess.

"Are you alright Lady Y/n? For cold weather, your face is too flushed."

Lady Akari, one of the daughters of the nobles living within Albastru asked you. She's a quaint young lady who often keeps to herself unless spoken to. It just so happens she's standing close to you this time.

"Yes, I am alright. The layers of clothing are just a bit stuffy even for the cold weather." An amicable smile from you settled her and offered another cup of the chilled tea which you happily accepted and she talked to you about the new venture of her father that may interest you.

"If it isn't Lady Y/n. Are you alright Milady? You look pale, paler than a vampire usually is." A bratty voice came close from your back and a teenage girl with extravagant layers of expensive fur to keep her from the cold smiled at you but her foxy eyes spell trouble.

"Lady Minami... you look—" you paused and looked at her up and down before continuing. "—rather stuffy."

The lady frowned at your remark.

"Of course, Lady Y/n is paler. After all, she is still a newborn. For a banal human to adapt this fast in our nature, it must only be because of His Grace's venom." A cold voice emerged behind Minami. Lady Risa of the Kamo Clan looked at you with narrowed eyes. Her distaste for you was openly displayed. "Such an impure blood." The venom was dripping in the tone.

"That is not true! Lady Y/n has the most beautiful eyes than any of you." Lady Akari rushed to defend you but it only gathered much more attention in your corner thus you held her back and turned to the two girls picking on you.

It's not unusual for pure-blooded vampires to openly regard their distaste for turned ones like you. Vampires can be quite the purist when it comes to bloodlines. Seeing humans as nothing more than blood banks. Truly... It's a good thing Satoru isn't here or else you'll never hear the end of this.

Setting down your cup of tea you straightened your posture, looked at the two ladies, and tilted your head to the side with an unamused smile.

"What unrefined mouths you have. Is that how educated noble ladies behave? I would like to see the face of your tutors and show them their incompetence in teaching etiquette for raising brats like you who lack the class and decorum in a social gathering. Uncultured girls."

The surrounding spectators chuckled and the host immediately came to your corner asking about the problem.

"You dare run your mouth because you're His Grace's mate. You're just a figurehead no matter how you act like a noble lady." Lady Minami seethed. 

"It doesn't change I am the Lady of the Grand Duke you have been wanting over the years. I am the mate of the Grand Duke. If you have enough dignity and intelligence you will know how to behave around me. Future Countess."

Lady Risa glared at you with whole passion and turned her heel away.

"My Lady..." The host of the banquet looked troubled by the conflict and looked at you for leniency.

You nod and let the matter go. This is just but a scratch of how high society works. It is such a tiring thing to deal with calculations and machinations against each other. No wonder Satoru dislikes it to the core. You sat on the bench under the shade of a magnolia tree away from the party.

"Lady Risa was right. Doesn't Lady Y/n look too different from humans? I once visited the Eastern Continent and I've never seen a human that looks anything like her."

The girls gossiped behind your back, not knowing that you were listening behind the tree.

"His Grace, The Grand Duke must be blinded that's why he's so infatuated to her. Come to think of it, why would the Grand Duke even like a human? He's from the lineage of the Imperial Family with the purest royal blood. It must only be because of that bewitching face that he has fallen for her."

"Have you noticed? She came out of nowhere and the Grand Duke was totally in love with her. She must come from the race of witches and enchanted him."

A chuckle came from your side. Lady Mei-Mei swirled her red wine and looked at you.

"Gossiping won't bring gold in their pockets. Don't you think so Lady Y/n? Don't frown, unlike them, you're a rich woman. Money makes people sing and dance."

Your frown was relieved and replaced by a chuckle at her open greed for money.

If there is one thing about Lady Mei-Mei is that she's too attached to wealth. But that also makes her easier to hang out with. She is honest and efficient. The kind that will bring gold and information with every deal you make with her.

Satoru stared outside his window as your carriage entered the gates.

"Should I have the dinner served at the garden, Master?" Yuta noticed his Uncle's sudden interest in the window and surmised that you were back. His Uncle has no other interest aside from you so it has become easy for Yuta to know when you are around.

Satoru looked at the sky and saw the grey clouds brewing in. Promising a harsh thunderstorm for tonight. 

"Yuta." Satoru's eyes narrowed at the garden where different flowers are clashing on the blue roses flowers he specifically planted for his mate. Weeds. Satoru clicked his tongue.

"Yes, Master?" Yuta stiffened at the cold tone he was so familiar with.

"Some unsightly thorns are trying to prick what's mine..." Seems like there will be tongues that need discipline. Subordinates that dare to bite the hand of their master that feed them bring nothing but an omen. Seems like the garden needs some weeding.

The door to the study opened and your figure immediately diminished Satoru's dark thoughts. Yuta excused himself to prepare the dinner and left the two of you alone.

"Did you have fun?" Satoru started the fire in the hearth and sat on the couch, patting his lap for you to join him. Your sweet weight fitted perfectly on his lap as he bring the quilt up your belly ensuring you are snug and safe from the cold bite of the storm.

The drizzle of the rain started hitting the glass window but Satoru kept you cozy and warm near the fire, curled inside his arms. His lips rested on your head while your nose nuzzled against his chin. Preciously cradled away from problems and harm. Satoru brushed the stray hair on your forehead. No one would ever understand how much your existence means to his life. But that's alright, all he could ever truly care for is you and only you.

He could forget everything and just have you like this, satisfied and snuggled in his protective embrace. Everything fades in comparison in every moment he sees your smile.

"Lady Mei-Mei told me about a new business venture..." Your cheery voice dissipated the exhaustion in his mind. You talked and talked even while dinner is served in the room and everyone left for your privacy. Satoru kept you on his lap and took it upon himself to feed you while you told him about today's happenings.

"Mnnn, anything else you need to tell me, Kitten?" Satoru lazily drawled, watching you lick off the faint drops of blood after feeding a bit from his wrist. You're really like a kitten. He smirked darkly and waited for you to tell him what he's been waiting for. 

Your pretty eyes blinked in confusion and shook your head like an innocent lamb.

"Really?" So you're not gonna tell him? Too bad he saw everything with his eyes even if you do not tell him.

"Oh! I remembered." A pout formed on your lips. "We can't have a picnic tomorrow, the ground is wet from the rain. What should we do?"

"..." That's not what he wants to hear.

Satoru hummed and tucked you in his arms before standing up and walking to the connecting door leading to his bedroom chambers. Laying you on his bed and tucked you under the covers as he dropped a lingering kiss over your lips before closing the curtains to keep the lightning from startling you in your sleep.

"I will finish something and join you soon. Sleep for now. I'll think of something we can do tomorrow."

"Do you have to?" You brought the blanket higher to your nose until only your eyes are visible. "Can't we sleep already?"

If this is the usual matter Satoru would have foregone it and joined you in the bed, holding you in his arms as he stroke your head to sleep. but this is different. He smiled apologetically and kissed your forehead one last time before walking back to his study where Yuta was waiting, a stack of paper in the young man's hands.

"Master I have the list of ladies who offended the Lady during the tea party earlier." Yuta felt a little sorry for the date of these ladies. But his Master does not hold debts mercifully.

The lighting struck and the feral glint in Satoru's eyes glowed.

The weeds in the garden will have to suffer the torrential rain.

The quarterly gathering is a week away. Seems like their fathers will know what repercussions entail when they fail to discipline their daughters' mouths. Satoru never does light punishments. 

Only with pain, they will learn their lesson.

It's okay if you won't tell him how those women talked about you. But it doesn't mean he will let it go. No. He's not a gentleman nor is he a paragon. He is your mate and if anyone dares to prick or even hurt a strand of your hair means offence against him as well. 

Offence against him is the same as surrendering their head to the silver platter.

And you don't need to know about it. After all...

There are thoughts that you do not need to hear.

—GreyCaelum,

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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You said you love writing Dewther and you do so amazingly hence give us Dewther with 44 for the kisses please

I do love writing dewther lol, I hope you enjoy!

#44: a kiss out of lust

from this prompt list

Dew knows what Aether's gaze feels like, feels it on the back of his head for hours. He stands ramrod straight, just behind and to the right of Sister Imperator, arms crossed behind his back as she speaks to clergy members from the other branches of the Ministry.

Aether's doing the same for their Cardinal, but Dew knows intimately what the brush of his particular brand of quintessence feels like, like the whisper of knuckles run along his cheekbone. He can feel it even through the silver of their new masks, but knows better than to break formation to return Aether's stare.

The meetings have been going on for hours and hours, and Dew waits without complaint, his mind going a little soft as the discussions drag on. He just focuses on the feather light caress of quintessence, the heat of the bigger ghoul's gaze on the back of his head, drifting down his back.

Eventually, the two groups converge, Sister and Copia having their own discussion, and it's so much worse when Dew can see the way Aether's pupils blow when they make eye contact for the first time all night. Behind his mask, Dew raises an eyebrow, reaching out mentally, tugging on that invisible thing that binds them.

These new uniforms, Aether almost hums into his mind. He doesn't finish his sentence, but a rapid fire flash of images and feelings jolt down their bond. Dew grits his teeth, trying to keep his composure in front of the heads of the infernal church.

Bastard. Dew hisses, and he watches Aether lift his chin, silent laughter shaking his shoulders once before he regains his composure. When they finish yapping...

I'm holding you to that, you know. Aether hums. Dew sets his glare on Aether, not breaking eye contact until Copia and Sister finish their meetings, dismissing them to have their own private discussion.

Dew at least has the decorum to keep up the facade as he walks out of the meeting room, Aether following close behind. Dew can feel the bigger ghoul getting closer, and if he really stops to think about it, he can feel Aether's body heat radiating against his back. He keeps his same, measured pace down one hallway, another, a third, until he thinks they're far enough away from any of the humans who they had been serving.

He turns on his heel, snatching Aether's tie and hauling him into an alcove; Aether, to his credit, drawing on his quintessence to bring the shadows in like he's pulling a blanket over them.

"How dare you try and turn me on in front of Imperator," Dew hisses as he yanks down his balaclava, clawed hand still white knuckling Aether's tie. It's a delightful addition to their mandated uniforms, just like the suspenders and the tight fit pants, featured heavily in the mental assault Aether had tried to get him to slip up with.

"It worked though, didn't it?" Aether croons, letting himself be dragged in by what's essentially a leash. Dew rolls his eyes, yanking a little harder until their mouths collide in a heated kiss, the cutout edges of these new masks clacking together.

Aether groans into it, big arms wrapping around the newly-fire ghoul's waist, hauling him closer as he deepens the kiss. Dew gasps as he tastes grease paint, the ozone that's him just underneath. It's hungry, teeth and tongues and spit, Aether hissing and fingers tightening around his waist as Dew's sharp fangs nick his bottom lip.

Eventually they have to part to breathe, Dew's skinny chest heaving as he remembers how to use his lungs. "Fuck," he laughs, light-headed and giddy.

"Indeed," Aether says, leaning forward to knock the horns on their masks together, and his eyes crinkle in a way that Dew knows means he's waggling his eyebrows.

Dew raises a hand to smack his chest, faux-frustrated. "Really though, in front of Imperator?"

"I'm sorry, Dew," Aether says in a way that doesn't sound sorry at all. "You see, you just look really good in the uniform, you can't blame me."

He punctuates his sentence by hauling Dew's hips closer, and the smaller ghoul groans as he feels just how affected Aether actually is. "You're not kidding."

Aether steals another hungry kiss, smearing more paint across Dew's mouth. "Why would I be?"

Dew yanks again at Aether's tie. "Let me take you back to the den and I'll let you do something about that."

Dew watches Aether's eyes light up like stars. "You've got yourself a deal, darling."

[cozzzynook]

May I offer some spicy Shockop with some vampire Optimus?

Buzzing and beeps filled the lab as Shockwave quietly worked away at his desk. The purple mech hardly flinched when he heard the door open to his lab assuming it was either Soundwave or Megatron checking on his latest projects. Turning to see his visitor Shockwave suddenly felt his spark quicken when he spotted not Megatron but Optimus who had somehow quietly snuck into the base without drawing any attention to himself.

"Optimus, what are you doing here of all places?" Shockwave tilted his helm as he carefully put away the tools he was currently using before turning to gaze fully at the red and blue mech. Optimus stayed silent as he slowly walked towards the purple mech before snapping back his battle mask as he finally spoke.

"I missed you and I wanted to see you Wave" Optimus pulled Shockwave into a tight hug before pressing a light kiss on his helm. Shockwave blinked for a second before returning the hug despite his own confusion and suspicion. "Hmm, by 'missing me' do you mean wanting to feed my dear Prime?" The purple mech go his answer when he felt the Prime start to gentle nibble on Shockwave's finnals while lazily purring.

Letting out his own lazy purr Shockwave gently dug his clawed servo into Optimus's hip joins before arching his back to allow the taller mech to begin kissing and nibbling along his neck. Oh how Shockwave missed this, he remembered the days back when they were younger and snuck down darkened alleyways for hours at a time just wrapped in each other's embrace as Orion slowly sank his fangs into his neck to feed, it made the purple mech's plating tingle. Just then Shockwave felt himself being pushed backwards until his frame collided with his desk, he then looked up to see Optimus smirking as he ran one servo down towards Shockwave's hips while the other kept the scientist pinned on his desk.

"Nervous?" Optimus smirked again as pressed another kiss to the side of his helm as he slowly ran his servos lower and lower. Shockwave gave a small scoff narrowing his optic in a teasing manner. "Me nervous? How illogical of you to think that my Prime" The purple mech then coiled his digits deeper into the red and blue's mech seems pulling a small whine from Optimus. "How about we stop this little teasing game our ours hm? Would you like your reward my dear?~" Shockwave purred as he pressed his optics glass agents Optimus's burning cheek, Optimus nodded slightly as he lazily continued to lazily kiss and nip along his neck while slowly purring away. "Good"

Letting out a sharp hiss Shockwave pulled himself a little further up his desk before allowing the Prime to comfortably come closer without issues. Optimus's optics darkened with hunger and lust as he got closer and closer before bearing his long fangs and sinking them into Shockwave's neck. The purple mech let out a surprised squeak that quickly turned into a pleased moan, Shockwave allowed his legs to wrap around the Primes hips pulling the larger mech closer not wanting this to end too soon. Judging by the sweet scent, growing heat and buzzing EM fields it seemed no one was going to be leaving this lab for the rest of the evening.

(Hope you enjoyed, I wanted to add extra spice but NSFW is hard to write) UvU

This is a pleasant morning treat, thank you ☺️