#vampire bf

[monstersholygrail]

dray, can i request what vampire medic if we got our period? He's so adorableeee

This is actually perfect I just started my period the other day (mind you I still have the flu— like cmon, damn)

Ever since you began dating Army Medic Vampire bf the only blood he seems to crave is yours. Everyone else’s tasting like he’s swallowing down acid. He just couldn’t do it and that left you as his only option for food.

In order to make sure you don’t get hurt, or worse, drained, you set up a sort of system. Assigning him a few feeding days a week in order to keep both your energies up.

But when Army Medic Vampire bf smells blood on a non-feeding day, he’s instantly curious and a tad bit suspicious. He walks into the dining room where you sit while making an exaggerated sniffing noise.

“My heart, you’re bleeding,” he says bluntly, sounding both a little worried but also slightly pleased. He was feeling rather peckish this morning.

Your brows furrow and you spare a quick glance over your form before realization dawns on you. A bubble of laughter builds up in your throat as you find another new thing you have yet to properly explain to him.

“Oh, yeah, I’m on my period,” you say with a small shrug.

Though your amusement quickly turns into confusion as your bf immediately scoffs. His suspicion only growing as he casts you a narrowed glance. Thinking you must be playing some sort of trick on him.

“What? That is preposterous. I was told a woman’s monthly wave is nothing but a myth to scare men into compliance.”

You stare at him blankly. Trying very hard not to throw open the curtains and let him burn out in the sun. Instead you drag his ass back to the computer and plop him down in front of his trusty medical websites. Letting him read up on all the very real and painful facts of a human period.

His expression goes through possibly every human emotion ever made as he reads on. Horrified gasps and scoffs leaving his permanently dropped mouth without resistance. If his heart still beat you’d have sworn it stopped from reading all this.

“You bleed for nearly a week EVERY MONTH?!” He shouts once finished with all the essays and studies on the subject.

Before you can confirm, he’s in front of you in the blink of an eye. Scooping up your curvy frame with ease like he can’t stand the idea of you walking or putting any strain on yourself.

“Come, we must get you some more before you run out!!” He snaps frantically, his eyes growing more wild by the second.

“What?”

He rushes you back into the bedroom, paying you down like you’re the most fragile thing in the world. His eyes flicker between from your eyes to between your thighs like he’s preparing to try and stop the blood from leaving you.

“I give you this vow, my treasure. I will not let you bleed out during your curs-ed menses. You will get through this unscathed,” he says with such determination it kind of scares you.

“I don’t bleed that much,” you respond curtly, a little offended. But it’s like he’s not even listening to you at this point.

“Oh, the pain you must be in! Fear not, for you will not perish under my care,” he shouts out as dramatically and passionately as possible.

You just sigh deeply, knowing there’s nothing to be done when your boyfriend gets like this.

“Wow, I appreciate that…”

He pretends not to notice the sarcasm in your voice as he slides right into bed with you. His hand slips down to caress your soft belly in a way that actually helps to soothe your cramps.

“It should be a relief to know that once you are a vampire the only need you’ll have for blood will be to drink it,” he murmurs, calming down at the thought. At least it will be one less thing to worry about.

He rests his cheek on top of your head, his free hand coming up to brush through your hair. Thinking perhaps some sleep could distract you from all the pain you’re surely in.

“Yeah, but how does it leave your system after?” You ask simply, noting the way your bf tenses against you and how he starts petting your head a little more firmly.

“Shh, shh, shh. Let’s not think about that,” he whispers, trying and failing to hide the panic in his tone.

[dark-moonlust]

Mating Frenzy

Pairing: vampire x fem human reader

Summary: your vampire mate is going through a mating frenzy. You have no choice but to ride it out with him.

Warnings: minors don't interact, 18+!!!!, p in v sex, well-endowed 🍆, vampire bites, lots 💦.

The night air was thick with lust.

The room was dark, the flickering candles casting dancing shadows on the walls.

Fabric ripped, touches urgent, bodies tingling.

Cold hands were wrapped around you, fangs sank into your neck as strong hips pistoned inside you. Your vampire boyfriend was going through a mating frenzy, you’d been fucking since morning and he still wasn’t satisfied, his need for you consuming him. Your breath came in ragged gasps, your heart racing in your chest. Two big hands cupped your breasts, flicking your nipples while jerking your body back and forth on his rigid cock.

Again and again, he pushed inside you, his thick veined shaft stretching and invading you. His hips snapped forward relentlessly, squelching sounds echoing. Affected by the mating fever, he cupped your neck, his lips crashing down on yours, tongue slipping inside your mouth. Your tongues brushed hungrily. You could taste the metallic tang of your blood on his lips.

“Fuuuck, baby, you drive me insane,” he growled, his hands roaming over your curves.

There was raw need in his eyes. The mating frenzy had affected you and his need, mirrored your own.

“Nnn—need you,” you whimpered in time with his frantic thrusts.

“You’re mine,” he said, his voice rough with emotion. “All of you. Mine.”

“Hmmm… ’m yours.” You cried out. “Harder! Pl…ease!”

Rough hands pulled your hair back, exposing more of your neck.

"As hard as you want, sweetheart," the vampire growled before sinking his fangs back into your flesh. You winced, palms flat on the wall in front of you, feeling blissful ecstasy as he sucked hungrily at your nape.

“My mate,” he hissed, his voice low as he pumped erratically in you from behind. “I’m going to bury myself so deep. Going to bathe you with my cum.“

Eyes blazing with raw hunger, he fucked you, his thrusts growing more and more erratic. Your pussy was drenched, wet sounds echoing, mingling with your moans and his growls. Every thrust jerked you whole body and made your knees weak. You could barely stand. A few more primal thrusts and he brought you to the edge. You shuddered, tears streaming down your cheeks as you cried out his name and came around his pounding cock.

His movements faltered for a moment, as if wanting to enjoy the convulsing of your walls around him. His eyes met yours, pride in their depths. He kissed you, then he was turning you over, gripping your hips and lifting you against him. Your tits pressed against his chest, legs wrapping around him.

A smooth glide and he was deep up your cunt, your bodies fused together. With a choked sob, you buried your face in his neck, your body shuddering as he lifted you and lowered you on his cock. He came with a groan, the force of his release filling you, his cock throbbing violently inside you. Another orgasm was forced from you, less intense, but still your breaths remained ragged and uneven.

“Good, so good for me,” he drawled, his voice strained.

You held him close, fingers stroking his hair. “I love you.”

He trembled against you. “Fuck, sweetheart, I don’t deserve you.”

“We deserve each other.”

And with that, he tenderly scooped you up and laid you down on the bed. The mating fever started to fade, so he took you in his arms and you snuggled up against his chest. He kissed and whispered words of love and affection before sleep took over you both.

[chemicalaromanticism]

date idea: i bite you

[tentaclemilkprincess]

I feel like people don't utilize how cold vampires are.

Like, they press a kiss to your lips—maybe it's your first, but it's their first in decades. They've been aching for this, for something tender and sweet, craving something different from the rush and high of the blood-soaked tongues that marked their 200s, slipping in and out in a wet mess. But even though they've been aching with want for tenderness, their lips remain cold. They can't help but press into you further, almost trying to steal some of your warmth, basking in the soft friction.

And their hands—their hands are all around you. At first, they rest over your clothes, but it's not close enough. It's never close enough. Nothing is ever close enough. They want to live inside you, rest within your ribcage, and the blazing force you call your heart. At least that way, you'll keep them forever. That way, they can truly live to serve you. So, their hands slip under your clothes, maybe giving tender, apologetic strokes as you jump at the biting cold of their fingers against your skin.

Even when they fuck, they're cold—so cold it's almost mocking. They fuck with an endless desire, with monstrous abandon laced with hysterical devotion, and it makes you feel feverish: skin hot to the touch, sweat dripping down your hairline, heart racing, almost panting but not quite. This only makes them more obsessed. It makes them fuck harder, faster, with more force and pressure—anything to see more of you like this, to feel you like this.

And when you come down, they hold you in their arms, whispering how you're their sun. How, for so long, the world was barren without you, flowers unable to grow. The earth was a grey tundra. They tell you that sometimes they think they're just a planet in your orbit, that they don't believe in cosmic forces but instead believe in your gravitational pull.

When you sleep beside them (awake and unbreathing), you feel their cold fingers splay across your neck, wrists, and heart, feeling the pulsating warmth that is you.

[rs-hawk]

A vampire boyfriend who isn’t pretty like modern depictions would make you think. He’s hideous because he’s dead. Undead, sure, but dead is dead. You can tell that it took a few days for the venom to kick in because his skin is ashy, and his skin clings to his face in a disturbing way. His eyes are milky and glassy, so he relies on mostly scent. His mouth is the most disturbing thing though. It’s huge. Much too big for a human face. You can’t help but cringe every time he opens it. It’s rows of sharp, spindly, needle-like teeth and it pulls back like a snake’s.

You love him. You loved him in life and you’ll love him in death. His teeth sinking into your soft skin as he holds you down and uses your body the entire time he’s draining you doesn’t change that. He rams into you, leaving bruises from how hard he’s keeping you pinned to the ground. You whine and whimper as he drains you and from how hard he’s holding you, but he doesn’t seem to care. His fat, thick cock slams into you, hitting your cervix with each thrust in. It’s all about his pleasure, but you bite your lip and don’t complain. You’re trying to remind yourself to just be happy he’s still here. Kind of.

Suddenly, he grunts that he’s close. It’s the first time he’s spoken since he died. “D-don’t cum in me,” you say in a panicked voice, terror flooding you. Can you even get pregnant this way? If he’s kind of alive, does that mean his semen is too?

You start struggling and pushing against him, though it’s like a fly pushing a mountain. He bites harder on your neck, making you cry out in pain. Your blood starts trickling down your neck as he greedily drinks, his thrusts becoming more erratic and non-rhythmic as he shoves his fingers down your throat, nearly silencing your screams.

You sob and beg as best as you can for him not to cum in you as he abuses your poor cervix, but he doesn’t care. He crams himself fully inside of you, making you grunt against his fingers, as he cums deeply inside of you. You whimper and sob, thinking it’s over, but no. He starts rocking back into you, pushing the cum deeper inside of you. Before you know it, he’s ramming into you again, his cum slicking his undead cock, making it easier for him to use you how he pleases.

“Gonna breed you. Gonna use you,” he grunts against your throat as he licks the stray blood there.

All you can do is whimper as your Vampire Boyfriend fucks and ruins you.

[digitalbvnny]

vampire!bf who loves gifting you beautiful pieces of jewelry. loves seeing the contrast of the magnificent jewels against your soft blood filled flesh. vampire!bf who loves seeing you in the his presents, especially when there's nothing else on your bare body. the contrast of your soft skin, and the harsh lines of the cut gem. like the harsh lines of his lean and muscular body to your soft feminine body, he loved the metaphor.

[mossymushroomzs]

[xblood-sugarx]

neck kisses hit different. that is another fuckin level of affection, in my opinion. especially from a vampire. the option to bite is there, and he kisses instead

[sagradofemenin0]

[rottiens]

recently turned / shy vampire bf drinking from the vein in your neck, trying to control how much he has to take before you pass out, looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time, stopping sucking to ask if you're ok while at the same time struggling with the wicked ideas you make him have.

he feels guilty why is he getting hard?, you smell so good and the sounds you let out when he feeds on you seem like you want him to keep doing it. in search of self-control his hands clutch at your hips, he pulls you to him and is so embarrassed when your thigh bumps against his hard cock.

he stops to look at you. god, he's a mess, you think— pupils dilated and hair slightly sweaty as if he's done the biggest marathon of his life, his chest heaving up and down, a crimson trickle sliding slowly from the corner of his mouth.

you bite your lip looking at his red mouth and he groans as your fingers brush the tent in his jeans— they're so fucking tight, he feels dizzy, with your blood in his throat still warm and your hand pulling his belt out of the way. his big arms trap you against the wall, his long cold fingers ball into fists as he lets out a growl.

"make me cum." he commands, loaded with extreme confidence and a deep voice. your human boyfriend has never spoken to you like this before and the adrenaline and fear flowing through you makes you clench your thighs wishing his icy fingers were splitting your pussy, bumping into the mess he's made of you.

[monstersholygrail]

Vampire bf spooning you in the middle of the night, nuzzling into you so roughly that it causes you to slowly wake up. As soon as he senses you’re not completely asleep, his arms curl around you and he bury’s his face in your neck. Groggily you bare your throat to him, thinking he might be hungry.

But instead he simply whines and cuddles in closer. It’s only then that you notice he’s shivering. A soft “What’s wrong, darling?” croaks past your lips. He doesn’t respond, letting his actions speak louder as his hands slip under your shirt and brush along your soft stomach as if trying to steal up all your warmth. You hiss at his touch, his usually cold skin even colder for some reason. “You’re freezing,” you can’t help but exclaim the obvious.

Your vampire bf whimpers, nodding his head within the warm fold of your neck. “Need your warmth. Need your heat, baby please,” he says in a soft whine, one hand tugging at the seam of your shorts and giving you an idea of what he means.

As soon as you’ve pulled your panties down, he’s sliding himself between the warm supple flesh of your thighs. He hisses in the space of her neck, his body shuddering with pleasure.

Your lips part, feeling his throbbing cock push its way through your legs, so close to where you need him. His tip bumping up against your clit with every snap of his hips. Arousal pools within you till it drips onto his cock. Your bf growls, hips moving faster.

“Ah, fuck! More. Please,” you beg, baring your neck once again. Your hips tilt, craving the feeling of being filled by him.

“My heart, I could devour you whole and still crave more," he rumbles, his hips bucking to catch every drop of your essence on his length.

His hand tenderly cups the underside of your neck and brings it to his lips. You sense the heat of his breath and goosebumps rise along your arms a second before you feel the sharp prick of pleasure caused by his fangs. You shiver as he slowly sinks them all the way in.

The combination of his fangs inside you and the way he slows down the rocking of his hips causes your eyes to droop as you begin to drift back to sleep. His hand massages your plush thigh, gently shifting it back over his own, legs intertwining.

With your thighs open, your bf has easy access to slide his length inside your eager and dripping walls. You both moan as he pushes past your entrance, his girth carefully stretching your precious pussy as he takes his time stuffing you full of him. Bringing a delicious dull ache to the apex of your thighs.

He settles in once he’s buried his length to the hilt, your hips fitting together like two puzzle pieces. He relaxes against your body and wraps every limb that he can around you. Cocooning your being in his protective embrace. Making you feel exactly as treasured as you are.

“That’s better,” he slurs contently in an attempt to speak with his fangs in your neck. Soon after you start to feel his skin warming back up against your own. You smile softly, finally falling back asleep and happy you were able to help him.

Never finding out that Vampires have full control over their body temperature.

[dark-moonlust]

Things your vampire bf plans to give you at your birthday.

With your birthday coming up, your vampire boyfriend has some amazing surprises planned just for you. Here’s a sneak peek:

A pendant with a picture of you both, enchanted with a drop of his immortal blood to protect you.

A candlelit feast, with dishes prepared to perfection, all paired with your favorite wines.

Dancing. He will take you the ballroom of his castle, where you’ll dance together under the flickering light of candles.

A sensual massage that includes spoiling you with a full-body massage, his hands gliding over your skin, working out every knot and tension.

Blood bonding because he knows how much you love the intimate moments when he feeds from you.

And he has saved the best for last: a night full of passion and endless pounding. He’ll make sure you come undone again and again as he whispers sweet nothings and dirty promises in your ear.

[kat-kalamity]

being covered in blood is always a great accessory

[rs-hawk]

A vampire lover who wants to feast on your blood but first has to work with you to treat your anemia... Just lovey vampire husband reminding you to take your iron pills and eat your protein. just being so soft and sweet 😭

I have anemia so this hits for me. Lol.

Vampire Husband who could taste that you has anemia before you knew. Who started feeding you more protein and iron at every meal. Red meat. Tree nuts. Lentils. Spinach. Basically anything high in iron. You eat it to make him feel better, despite knowing that your iron pills help you get to the minimum iron. He always had a soft tone of voice, asking if you’re still hungry. What did you eat when you were at work? Did you eat the meal he packed you?

You never complain though, because he randomly checks your iron levels. When his thin, sharp teeth pierce your skin, you can’t help help but moan. It feels so good, and the way his lips feel on your skin, and his teeth in your skin, is almost euphoric. He suckles at your neck, then licks at the skin. You whimper and lean against him, your cheeks flushed, a wet spot forming between your legs.

He chuckles as he smells your arousal. He finishes licking up at the holes he made in your skin, commenting that it tastes like you’ve got a good amount of iron in your blood today.

[digitalbvnny]

vampire!bf who loves to hold you, loves how warm you are compared to him. you're like a walking furnace for the man. he's always putting his ice cold (dead) hands on your back, loving how soft and warm your flesh is. but there's nothing he loves more than how hot your cunt is around his fingers. and everytime is like doing ice play with how cold it feels in your hole, your warm contracting walls against his icicle like digits. this only eggs him on, making him want to fuck you harder while you try to become accustomed to the temperature. you're slowly pulling away, he's so cold you can barely handle it. which triggers a devilish smile as he holds you to him, lowering your core temperature in the meantime. it's like a little game of cat and mouse for your vampire boyfriend, which ends in him feeding from you while he fucks you dumb.

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[vampyre-kin]

Honestly, it's so fucked up that I'm this delicious to blood sucking parasites and I still don't have a vampire lover.