Rereading My Own Writing Is Just A Constant Fluctuation Between "damn, Girl, You Wrote This? (affectionate)"

Yo I’m a sucker for this trope in fics, movies, show etc. every time a pairing are getting intimate and one of them caresses their partner’s face and their partner just goes like…

IT JUST MAKES MY HEART GO LIKE

It's my birthday

It's my birthday week. A new decade for me! Definitely feels different than when I hit 20. Been celebrating basically the whole week, but if anyone can send me fanart of Madara and/or Alucard (bonus if they're scantily clad), or direct me to short scenes of Alucard or furry/monster slice of life, smut, or fluff, that would make this dirty woman's next week 🙏🏻

A Night for Hunting Ch.10 should be out in the next few days! Got carried away with the celebrations this week! 🥳

I give up

scream it louder for the back!

yet again if your thoughts are anything OTHER than “they’d be eating that shit like dessert” i do NOT trust your opinion on what a vampire would do with someone who is on their period. because not only are you wrong, you are also sick. so keep that to YOURSELF‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

2 madara i did on paper….

Madara as a sensei would be amazing to me. Could you tell me what you think he would be like

A/N: Ouh, I love your request! This is different from what I usually do, so I hope you'll like it🤗💞

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: English isn't my first language there might be mistakes. Please be indulgent with me. Also, the headcanons are merely what I think.

Headcanons of Madara being a sensei

Madara as a sensei, oh my lord, it's truly... something.

To begin with, no matter who you are, what your skills are, intelligence or capacities you will undoubtedly become one of the best ninjas out there. I mean it's Madara Uchiha after all, God of War, you can't expect less.

Take Obito as an example, he completely metamorphosed after he met Madara. He knows exactly what to do train you effectively.

Madara is a tough sensei. He can seem very stern, firm and somewhat mean. He simply says things like they are and doesn't try to sugarcoat anything or try to be nice. Therefore his comments could be quite harsh. He would sigh and say things in the lines of "What the hell were you thinking? You're sloppy. I'm sure a newborn baby could do better than you."

But don't get him wrong and don't take it too personally, he only say that because he wants the best for you and wants you to improve. In fact, Madara is very aware of your potential and he will push you to your limit and even beyond your limits.

Although he is a tough sensei, he isn't the kind of teacher that is just plainly mean or the kind to take advantage of the authority he has on you. He is a respectable man and wouldn't lower himself to bully his apprentice.

He encourages you and he doesn't hesitate to let you know that you have done a great job, he'll says things like "Amazing! Well done! I knew you could do it." And if he's feeling generously he might grin as well.

He picks up on the smallest details, he's very attentive. There are things that you can't even comprehend about yourself, but he doesn't miss anything. Let's stay you're having a particulary time learning a technique, he knows exactly what to fix.

This could be contradictory, but he is very patient. He wants his apprentice to master the justsus and techniques he taught them. Being his apprentice means that you are somewhat a reflection of him, so I can stress more that he truly wants you to succeed.

He would never in a million years acknowledge that, but deep down he kind of cares about you. Let's says you have to go on an important mission, he is confident in what he taught you, but he does worry about what could happen to you. Thought, he'd rather stick his hand in fire than let you know about that.

When you accomplish your mission, without being injured you can see in his dark cold eyes a slight hint that he's proud of you. He'd probably say something like "You're my apprentice after all, this is no surprise."

But if you do get injured, he acts annoyed "it's like I have taught you nothing", he'd say in his monotonous baritone voice, but then he proceeds on meticulously taking care of your injuries making sure that it isn't too grave. He also makes sure that you rest properly.

He won't let you overwork yourself or over train. He does have high expectations for you, but he were to draw limits.

As for apprentice-sensei bonding, it's complicated...

Madara has a strong dominant and terrifying aura. He doesn't let anyone in his circle just like that. If you're more of a serious and contained person, he respects you and admires your dedication. But if you're more bubbly, he might seem annoyed but he actually enjoys the energy you radiate.

Not many people can understand this man, people don't take time to see what's behind his demeanor often quickly classifying him as detestable. If you're patient enough you'll eventually notice the little gestures he had done to help you to reach tour goals. Ones that could seem meaningless, but are tremendously helpful.

So yes, indeed Madara as a sensei is amazing. Overall, despite his serious and strict nature, Madara will make you become a strong and skilled ninja. Although, he can be harsh the results speak for themselves. Being Madara's apprentice means that your name would mostly likely been known in the ninja world and he takes great pride in you.

hi! i don't know if you will read this but today is my birthday and i would like to make a request for a dirty - obscene madara that has blood kink (period blood) .

i hope you are well and have a nice day ❤️ your writing is always beautiful, ily

Dirty Blood Kink Madara Scenario

Madara was also requested to be horny and needy. *rubs my hands together.* Alright! I have my instructions! Hehehe thank you for this ask and the kind words. And happy belated birthday! I hope this short scene satisfies you.

Tags/warnings: 18+ NSFW, Madara x Fem!Reader, period sex including oral and vaginal sex, blood kink, somnophilia. No violence against the SO. 

But come on, as if some blood would turn Madara off. Some people will find the bloody murder sex in this gross. You have been warned! (Mads was horny and didn't notice whatever menstrual product the SO was wearing, okay?) Words: 1540

Madara gazed down at the lush forests of Konoha from his mountaintop perch. The vast expanse of stars blinked like fireflies in the night sky, the sounds of nocturnal animals filled the warm air. His gaze fell on his home in the distance. It was good to be back.

It was a brutal mission spanning several weeks. No, he didn't enjoy the kills he inevitably had to make, but the enemies put up an excellent fight against him. What a battle the cumulation of this mission had been. Madara felt alive, the thrill of battle still thrummed wildly in his veins.

He stepped off the cliff and landed lightly on his feet whilst thinking of who was waiting for him at home. He couldn’t wait to see you. His woman. He needed to fuck.

It was protocol for shinobi to report to the Hokage tower upon returning from missions, but Madara could care less about the rules. He had to see you first if he was to remain civil with whoever he was obliged to deal with next. Besides, who was going to enforce the 'rules' on him? Everyone knew strength ruled in this world. The fool Hashirama wasn't going to pester him for going home to see you first and Tobirama could kiss his ass. If Tobirama took issue (he will), Madara was convinced the younger Senju must just be jealous that the Uchiha was going to have a better night than he. 

With the easy decision made, Madara dashed through the empty streets, the summer breeze in his hair elevating his high spirits. He was alive. His senses prickled with awareness of his surroundings. There was a cat stalking a rodent in the alleyway around the corner. A drunkard stumbled down another. Thousands of nameless shinobi and civilians alike slept blissfully in their own beds. He sensed your presence before he arrived at his destination. Taking a well-practiced route that took him directly to his bedroom, he landed silently on the roof and was through the window instantly in a flurry of smooth motions. 

Madara paused.

He was filthy, covered in the viscera of his foes. He was bloodied himself, with dirt matting his hair and his clothes torn. He was a hot mess and loved every second of it. He thought of you again －your gentle curves, the arch of your spine when you moaned and tried to take him deeper. Your voice as you found release. He longed to fuck you right now, but it felt wrong, sullying, to be in your presence and smearing the filth of others onto your body if he took you now.

His gaze landed on a lump in his massive bed. You were tangled in the sheets and fast asleep, completely unaware of the danger that lurked in the shadows. His expression softened, though his cock throbbed from thinking about your body. He thought of you again, of your bright eyes and smile whenever you saw him return home as you ran to greet him at the door. He almost growled out loud, but managed to contain himself. He made quick work of tossing his ruined garments and cleansing himself for you before he joined you in bed.

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Madara nearly laughed as he explored your pliant body. Were you really a kunoichi? You were such a deep sleeper you haven’t even stirred despite how he handled you. He copped a feel of your squishy tits and wrapped his arms around your limp form to snuggle you. He sighed. How he missed this these past weeks.

His cock twitched again when he caught the scent of your hair. It was something lightly floral. He needed more of your body.

Upon feeling your ring around his probing fingers, he hissed. Only a few weeks apart and you were already this tight. He couldn’t wait to get inside you. Madara kept scissoring his fingers into your soft hole, pressing his nose to your neckline and inhaling hungrily. He missed everything about you greatly.

He wanted to be gentle…but now was not the time. Your runny slick provided ample lubrication and though he was large, you would be able to take him. He pulled his digits from your opening, only to be hit by the pungent smell of iron.

What’s this?

Excitement clouded his mind as he realized you were menstruating. The rabid Uchiha lapped up the fluids coating his digits before rational thought could stop him. The taste of blood filled his mouth, almost like he was still in battle. He groaned, fisting his steel cock as he debated whether to plunder his conquest now or to eat it first. Your essence was absolutely delicious.

He needed more of you. He got between your legs and gently eased them apart, then started feasting. Soon, the exquisite mixture of your arousal and blood flowed as he got you wetter and wetter. What could make one feel more alive than this, being surrounded by his woman’s pussy slick and her essence of life? 

He buried his tongue to the hilt up your sheath. He relished the metallic tang and silken slime melting on his tongue as he kept drinking. Your fluids slid down his jaw and crept between the crack of your bum, soaking into the snow white silk of the sheets. A problem for tomorrow.

“Mada?” You jerked awake in alarm before feeling the familiar signature of your love’s powerful chakra. You could barely make out his shape in the darkness, but you knew it was him. You felt his excitement buzzing in the air.

"Shhh." He reassured you that everything was okay and flicked that sinful tongue on your clit before diving back into you to taste and smell your blood surrounding him.

The fog was slow to clear from your mind (some ninja you were). He wasn't expected to be home tonight, the mission ended early? Then again, it was very like Madara to make sure his enemies were thoroughly vanquished so he could rush home to you sooner.

You remembered it was the heaviest day of your period and clenched your thighs around Madara’s spiky head. The naughty, taboo act was embarrassing, but even you couldn't deny his skill. He eased the cramping and discomfort of your monthly. 

Your lover kissed his way up your abdomen to capture your lips and share his delight. "Missed you," he whispered.

You didn't enjoy the taste of blood like he did, but you dreamed of being back in his arms for weeks. You returned his delicate kiss, matching it when it turned feverish. A hard length prodded your rear and you shifted to line up with it.

He buried himself in a single lunge. Your frame tensed, but the shock of the stretch passed quickly and pure euphoria set in. Bracing yourself up on your elbows, you urgently threw your hips back onto his in a sloppy meeting. The two of you moved as one. He gently palmed your face and stroked your cheek, despite the need in his own expression. Faster and faster he threw himself into you and you responded by grinding hard on him with a shudder.

Madara growled and pulled you to your knees with animalistic hunger, the bottom half of his face stained with a runny crimson, stabilizing himself on the headboard with one fist as he kept up his brutalizing pace. He was more beast than man right now. You squealed when he dragged across your sweet spot, making your fluids squelch with every thrust.

Your fingers caressed along his plundering shaft and made their way up your drooling slit to find your nub. You stroked yourself while he pounded you from behind for what felt like an eternity. He finally tensed, grabbing your hips to bury himself fully before shuddering. Your inner thighs that were already soaked in fluid were soiled by the rivulets of hot cum leaking from your tired, overstuffed snatch. The cooling liquids on the sheets were cold against your overheated skin.

His eyes were closed when he filled your core. A low, vibrating moan made its way from his throat, which could be felt against your back. Madara’s hands were everywhere -he petted between your legs and stroked down those limbs and back up to your hips. He licked your earlobes and brought his hands up to wrap around your waist to give you a hard squeeze before fondling your chest and wrapping a paw around your throat. He kissed you passionately, your tongues sparring once more as the sun rose to welcome a new day.

Daylight penetrated through the edges of the curtains to illuminate the room. The aftermath of the night looked like a crime scene. Your naked bodies and faces were covered in palm-width streaks of blood. Hand prints adorned the headboard, the fingerprints clearly discernible between each stain. Thank goodness the headboard was dark leather. It should be washable. The space you were lying on was drenched with dried, dark red pools across the entire bed at crotch level.

You giggled. You love Madara, but he only thinks with his dick once the hormones start running. What were you going to do with your ruined bed sheets and mattress?

Alucard NSFW ABC's (A all the way to Z.)

My Darlings let us start, right out of the starting block with...(Wrote this about 4 years ago. I Really need to update for my Draga Meu's out there!)

⚠️Warnings: (NSFW) safe word, aftercare, biting and marking up, forplay, coitus, cursing and you get the idea! Originally blogged as two separate posts)

Min🚫rs D🚫 N🚫t Interact‼️

A-aftercare

•♡ Alucard is huge into aftercare. It stems from him being a political prisoner of Sultan Mehemed II. He loves you and wants you to come back and maybe play rougher next time.

•need body massaged due to sore muscles?

You got it without asking.

•need a soothing bath?

Ask and he will run a hot bath in an old fashioned clawfoot tub. His tub accommodates his height. As you soak he will hum softly in Romanian.

•His Baby girl gets the best.

B-butt ass naked

•♡You better be a nudist or you will have permanent red cheeks. You decide which ones I mean...

C-claiming and marking

•♡Vampire King × Oral fetish= Black and Blue all over.

• Nipping, sucking not just blood and nails.

•Where:

the curve of your hips.

Biting your ass.

Large dark marks all over your neck.

~Right under your jaw is his favorite visible.

•Not visible? TPA

Tits

Pussy/ inner thigh area

Ass

•Better have a great safe word in place. Did I mention a nonverbal safe word too Baby girl?

D-Dracula

•♡Love some old fashion Alucard?

Drac it is.

•You just need to tell him London or Romania and he takes that form. For you, they are not random or meaningless. Dracula in London on Wednesday and for crazy ass Fridays, Viovode Vlad in the flesh and blood.

E-ecstasy

•♡Alucard will refuse to cum just so he can see your body twitching in pseudo death thralls from the ecstasy he can bring. Your back arching off the mattress, straight legs kicking with curled toes and your arms holding on to him strongly.

•Never had an orgasm from only your breasts being touched? Now you will.

•You didn't know you had an A-spot besides a G-spot before him.

•Don't know what the le petite Mort is?

If anyone can get you to that illusive orgasmic state, it's Alucard.

F-Foreplay

•♡At his age he is well aware that women and their bodies need some warming up to do. You're not hot, wet and ready all the time.

•His heightened hearing, he hears every whimper, moan and crying out of his name.

•fingers, hands and mouth roamed all over your body. He knows every sensitive spot and even some you didn't realize before!

•This man knows how you tick Baby Girl!

G-gentleman

•♡Alucard knows his crazy antics, sexual innuendos and maniacal laughing can stress you out. He also knows he gets carried away terrorizing just about anything or anyone.

• Except to you, only playful but it still can be downright irritating.

•When the time calls for it, Vampire King will be a perfect romance novel gentlemen.

H-hot and cold

•♡Although temperature doesn't affect him, he is fully aware when it comes to you, Little one.

•Need another blanket or coat? You get it almost instantly.

•He knows how long to apply ice or warm objects that need heated to drive you crazy in bed. You never thought you could get so turned on just by hot and cold items.

I-Inventive in sex

•♡This beast of a vampiric man comes up with damnest things that are you are sure won't work. You even tell him that sometimes. He just tilts his head and flashes his fangs to show he's amused about making it happen.

J is for just right

•Alucard knows just how much you can take physically and mentally when he fucks you hard into the bed.

•There's a safe word and safe word gesture, for nonverbal but Alucard never lets it get to that point with you.

•He just simply knows his Little one's limits and respects them.

K is for killer body

•you could worship his whole pale body, with your hands, night and day.

•Your fingers have to trace his V-line, Everytime.

•He lets a soft chuckle out every time you whine about him leaving, even to get a blood packet.

M is for moans and more

•want to dry him crazy in bed?

Moan Baby girl, moan away you hear!

•embarrassed?

You won't be for long. Alucard loves to be noisy in bed.

•rumbling growls that can be felt.

•groaning and grunting out his enjoyment.

•soft vampiric purring when settled and relaxed with you in his strong, pale arms.

He never lets you know how much Sir Hellsing complains about the noise. Besides he can be the loudest at times..

N is for neck and nipples

•Alucard being All Father, in some way all vampires are related to, loves to bite and nip with his mouth. The spot up on your inner thigh has a scar with a wild story. You still get embarrassed when he hints at it.

•males are males and you just need to let Alucard fondle, suck and nip your breasts.

•He also loves it when you do some biting and nipping back of your own.

•Tug his bottom lip or earlobe?

Oh fucking ya Baby girl!

•Love bites?

Yes and please even if they only last a second or two.

•The sounds he makes when you suck and play with his nipples.

O is for oral sex

Alucard will go down on you any time and all the time unless you tell him No.

•He's addicted to your taste and scent. Especially your scent because your body produces a lusty one that is caused by him alone.

•not a fan of giving oral sex?

He honors it and doesn't pester or whine like a little spoiled boy, for not cock sucking him.

•If you do love giving him head, don't forget about his large but sensitive balls. Fondle or lick his ball sac and he might just arch his back for you.

P is for pussy

•tongue, fingers or cock in that perfect, tight pussy of his Baby girl

•he's crazy about hearing the smacking sound of his balls bouncing against you.

•then the squelching sound of how wet you are for him. Dripping slick down his shaft and balls.

•at the unbelievably long, thick vampire tongue that licks you clean.

Q is for Queen

•Alucard may be Vampire King but he's nothing without his Queen.

•He treats you like a Queen too. Your needs always come first before his, in the bedroom.

R is for rough sex

•Alucard is all about it being rough. Giving and receiving it.

•more vanilla with a swirl?

Mild hair pulling

Dragging fingernails

Gentle nips

•Remember it's all about you, in his mind.

S is for seduction and submission

•Alucard is almost desperate on the spot when you try to seduce him.

•As for submission?

He is the king of Dominus Rex as a Dom. Though for him surprisingly, he always slips to gentle Dom with lots of praise.

•The Unholy King verbally tells you constantly how beautiful you are and how fortunate he is that you came along into his life.

•Want to be thrown for a loop?

He's the one being the submissive for a change. Right him hard and fast like he's a Romanian black stallion.

T is for time

•Alucard understands about waiting patiently. He doesn't want to but for you he will

•Your period is heavy and bad?

He'll spend the time trying to try and help through it.

•Not in the mood?

Plenty of nonsexual things to pass the time. You snuggled to his chest as he read your favorite book.

U is for underneath

•Alucard loves to sometimes lay on top of you while making love.

He settles his body weight. He places his long arms under armpits then holds your shoulders. It's possessive but comforting. His body is like a weighted blanket. You feel completely at his mercy and mercy is how he is with you in this state.

•Shadow King will put you on top whenever you want or feel the need to ride him.

•The sight of you fucking him makes him ultra-senisitive.

~The bounce of your breasts.

~Your hips raising and lowering on his rock hard dick.

~His thumb stroking that swollen clit of yours.

V is for visual

•♡Alucard had a need for visuals when going to battle. So now his eyes go to you and your fucking sexy body, Little One.

•Fucking you in front of a full length mirror has him about feral. His dirty talk is particularly crude and descriptive.

• You both cum together.

W is for wet and wild

•♡It's all about messy fluids.

•Him filling you until there a small tummy bulge

•You cumming on his face of course.

•And the first time you soaked his balls squirting from too many orgasms.

X is for possible X-ray eyes

•Alucard seems to have x-ray vision when it comes to you. Sometimes when you're busy and he has a particularly painful hard on, he becomes a voyeur of you. He starts out with long, languid strokes then grips himself harder and faster.

• Poor Walter gets stuck cleaning up, not you.

Y is for yes more please

•When Alucard was first known as Voivode (Prince/Count) Vlad Dracula, his libedo was high to begin with.

•Now he is an insatiable Vampire King when it comes to fucking you senseless.

•Oh yes please more hugs, kisses and holding each other. The Prince of Wallachia has only known how touch starved he really is. He sleeps like a baby with you next to him.

Z is for zealot

•Baby girl you are his new religion and he's a devoted zealot.

•His touching your body, is him reading you like a holy book.

•Your voice is his muse sometimes and other times his beautiful înger mic (little angel) that fights by his side.

•He would wage a war if anything happened to you.

Alternative v-z

V is for Vaginal

•Unholy King enjoys most Types of sexual release from various methods but..

•There is nothing like slowly sinking into your wet V and having sleepy morning/time sex (well depending on his resting period and your sleep pattern).

•He's the most gentle and relaxed. Alucard can be pretty intense out of bed or in bed..

W is for Wet

•All Father prides himself on making you a sopping wet mess before he is even seriously performing foreplay.

•Of course it embarrasses you but he wants you ready for his thick veiny cock and slip sliding is extremely important.

X is for X-ray vision

•You swear he can see through walls at all the times he's surprised dressing or undressing (even better timing he thinks)

•Alucard doesn't see through walls he just goes intangible and 'phases' through Hellsing walls, ceilings and floors to to spy on babe

Y is for Yummy

•You just smell delicious whether blood or wet juices. The two legged undead cat loves to lick you clean after you.

•Especially when his is mixed with yours.

Z for zippers

•Alucard enjoys unzipping just about anything that will reveal bare flesh and soft skin.

•And the ass hat doesn't use his shadows for this. It's that damn unseen telekinesis skill..

A Night for Hunting Ch. 14 -Interlude II

T/W: 18+, NSFW, Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, explicit sexual content, masturbation, size kink, corruption kink, mild blood drinking, throat/thigh fuck, dastardly vampire bullying his Reader in a good way, angst. Hi the ovaries woke up for this Ch. On AO3 Words: 4480

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays to those who celebrate something else! I hope this December finds everyone in the company of those you love most. Another year is just around the corner!

Wow! 500 kudos and many, many notes for this fic. Thank you to all my readers for your ongoing support! And if vampire smut isn't for you, I hope you will enjoy the next chapter in the New Year!

The lights were dim in your bedroom, the quiet hum of the furnace coming on and your muted, laboured breaths the only sounds breaking the tranquility. It felt like you were on fire. The skin on your back was slick with sweat as you held your breath in concentration.

Pleasure shot up your spine. You sighed blissfully, sinking further into the bountiful pillows by the headboard so the fluffy surface eased some of the muscle ache from your neck as you plunged a small toy into your core repeatedly. In and out at a snail’s pace, to savour the sensation of the rounded ridges catching on your gummy walls.

A droplet of sweat beaded at your temple. Your clit tingled from your treatment as you pushed in the smooth dildo again slowly, relishing in the mild stretch from the thickest segment as it passed through your entrance. It was all you could handle.

So stiff! This felt too good. After being with Alucard's mouth a handful of times, occasionally the need gripped you. Damn that vampire for introducing you to his decadence. You bucked your hips up to meet the imitation shaft, lost in the fullness of your self-gratification.

You rotated the silicone clockwise, squirming from the newfound friction the motion introduced as you juiced around it. Your new toy was quite simple by modern standards, but it was wonderful. The pink device was silky smooth and retained your body heat, not unlike when you were with Alucard, whose frigid body warmed the longer he was within you. 

Your eyes opened to slits, fixating blindly on the ceiling as your thoughts wandered back to what you knew of a man’s touch. His fingers tracing meaningless patterns on your skin until you went mindless as the girth of his talented tongue entered– 

Oh, ALUCARD'S TONGUE. You picked up the thrusting and writhed as you sank your toy deep with a silent moan and turned on the vibrating feature, mind clouded with desire for your absent lover. It had been over a month. Where was he? Gasping, you clumsily flipped onto all fours as you continued to fuck yourself silly on plastic.

Close. The climax you seeked was right there. You pushed the buzzing dildo back in place with shaky fingertips and smushed your clit desperately with the other hand, your face buried in the pillows with your ass in the air like a common whore for your unbidden fantasies.

Something was amiss. Your own efforts could only be described as bland. Maybe what your worked up bundle required for release was a more delicate touch. Your hips swayed when you brushed your pearl again with a frustrated whine. 

“It appears I was dearly missed.”

“AHHH!” You screamed with the horror of a teenager caught masturbating by your mother as you crashed sideways into the mattress, fumbling over your loose limbs to dive into the sheets and hide yourself. 

The smuggest vampire stood by the window.

“Wha- what are you doing here?” You stared bug-eyed at him as you clutched the blanket, thoroughly conscious about your nakedness when you were not in absolute darkness. Not that the lack of light influenced a vampire’s vision. And not like he had never seen you bare.

“Oh? Clearly I came to visit my human. Don’t let me interrupt your activities, Sweet ♪,” he tilted his chin up and cackled. The beast stalked closer, an amorous gleam to his gaze as twin fangs flashed with amusement.

“Y-you should at least knock! I was busy!” You hollered. Still he approached and you scrambled back incrementally until your back hit the board. 

“You were occupied, yes, but you could be heard and scented from outside. Should I deprive myself of the show?” He lowered himself onto the end of the bed. “It was rather ravishing.”

“Cretin! Idiot!” Heat lanced through your body from embarrassment as you hurled insults. Freaking vampiric super senses!

The shit-eating grin stretched wider as crimson glittered with mischief. The hat disappeared, followed by the jacket. He stood and the cravat melted away in an instant. At full height, he towered over your bed, his overbearing presence swamping the modest room. It was impossible to look away. In this lean and handsome form, Alucard was still a giant. Another layer –the suit vest– vanished from broad shoulders as the said vampire dismissed it. 

“Stop stripping!” You squeaked.

Gah! A lithe porcelain torso with enticing rippling muscles appeared on display for your visual pleasure. The exhibitionist would coerce you into looking at him while he did unspeakable things to you. You flung the dildo at his face.

It landed in the centre of his palm with a wet slap. “A gift for me? Very well, I accept.” He dangled the fake dick from two fingers. It was tiny in comparison to the proportions of Alucard’s hand. You gulped as your gaze went to his mouth.

Time froze. His tongue rolled out from between glistening teeth, as long and flexible as you dreamed. You held your breath and watched in a trance as Alucard lapped at the pink rubber with languid swipes, curling his muscle around its circumference to collect your creamy nectar coating. His eyes never left yours.

He purred.

“You remain as delicious as ever.”

You ignored him. Your dilated pupils tracked your cream at the tip of his tongue as it retracted back into his mouth before it flicked around in a semi-circle to wet his lips. His tongue was thicker than your toy. Your pussy tingled –it appears she missed him. You cursed your traitorous body.

The toy dropped beside you with a plunk.

"What is it you desire from me?” You could hear the smile behind the words. It was an apt reminder that he was an evil entity. You didn’t care what the history books said about him being Christian, he must have worshipped Satan.

Alucard chuckled. You stiffened when even that sound shot to your loins. Did he know what his voice did to you? That sonorous baritone woke something primal. It was too unfair. Everything about your unholy lover turned you into a harlot. Was it really so long since you last coupled with him?

You’d rather have been caught by your mom. Nothing could compare to the level of mortification elicited by being discovered by Alucard. You fidgeted and looked at your feet bundled within the sheets.

You recalled his lips on yours, claiming you as his. His fingers were inside you… scissoring… Pressing your legs together, your lips quivered knowing your mind projected your longings. Your starving cunt dribbled with lust.

“Use your words, Sweet. There is no use for pride when it comes to our indulgent hedonism.” 

Your head snapped up, face scrunched with the need to protest his accusation.

“Neither is there shame in pleasure.”

You recoiled.

Descend with me.

The mocking was absent when you examined your vampire while taking shallow breaths. Why were you so hesitant? What were you holding back for? You’ve experienced the pleasures of the flesh together numerous times. Why did you keep resisting him for anything other than misplaced pride or the engrained idea that the carnal is shameful?

He was right. 

The mental blocks yielded, moved by his gentle lulling. The feeling of emptiness grew too great. With a quiet mewl, you grasped your forgotten toy and returned it to your hungry hole, again plundering yourself before your lover’s eyes. Alucard sighed with contentment at the sight. He was, as always, ever the attentive audience as he studiously observed your performance.

!!! Right there. Leaning back and propping yourself up on an elbow, you adjusted your angle to strike that sweet spot with each impalement. You wondered if he heard the slimy slurps of your greedy cunt. Probably. It was a sloppy mess down there.

“There is a rage swelling between my legs,” your undead lover murmured.

Faster. You raced to the finish line with haste. Quicker and quicker you charged ahead, your thighs tense and hands a blur of movement as your pleasure peaked. In the distance, you heard a faint, rumbling growl whilst consumed by your bodily appetites. It shook your core and you tumbled over the summit with stuttering hips and the sharp cry of orgasm.

Alucard was on top of you. His lips were on yours, his enormous hands covering every inch of you, the cooling touch providing some welcome relief from the heat of passion. Your skin remained inflamed with arousal, each caress sent sparks flying through your nerves. The body now only moved by instinct through the fog. You returned his kisses with equal fervour and grabbed him by his hips and across his back, desperately clutching your anchor to reality wherever you could find purchase.

He drew soft gasps from your lips as he nibbled your shoulder playfully and you flexed around the toy, groaning at the presence of the solid invader holding your pliant walls apart. Tentatively, you leaned in and kissed down his jaw, stopping at his throat. You peppered him with pecks and nuzzled the alabaster column before swiping up his throat. Sheltered under his larger body, you were lost to the throes of orgasm, his skin and scent now so familiar that your heart hurt. You forgot yourself. With no warning, you nipped him.

The undulating shadow limbs paused, the darkness they casted a monstrosity upon your bedroom walls. Finally, your vampire hissed dangerously and you briefly wondered if you offended him. Fortunately, your worries were short-lived.

The last of his clothing disintegrated and his cock sprang forth to catch your full attention. You stopped to inspect him, every inch of his ivory glory. With lidded eyes and gently rocking hips, you crawled up to that proud shaft and palmed it, rolling its heft between your hands and sniffing him.

He was an aphrodisiac. You moaned with want and peered up at him with your lips parted. The vampire’s midnight locks came alive midair, hellfire blazing as he watched you carefully. That gaze stirred at your softest, most repressed emotions regarding this breathtaking fiend and you keened with the desire to please him. You flicked your tongue across his glans and then took him in to nurse, just the tip.

He was salty. You weren’t sure what you expected a vampire’s penis to taste like, but Alucard was decidedly pleasing. Licking at his opening again for another sample, you realized you were in trouble –he might be addictive. You whimpered and tried to sink deeper into the fair shaft until he touched the back, the forced gargle barely clearing your mental haze as you drowned in the musk of male arousal.

You went down once more and gagged. You pulled back and tried again, spit filling your mouth and overflowing as tears came to your eyes after only a mere inch of progress was made. Again, but you were unable to stop the reflexive need to wretch despite how much you wanted to do this for Alucard.

Wrapping your lips around his side, you suckled downwards and gave him lollipop licks, alternating the force of suction as you went before periodically heading back to the top to take his head. You thought back to what Alucard did for you whenever he drank your pussy chalice and mimicked massaging the vampire’s thighs as you enthusiastically performed clumsy fellatio, but remained unable to swallow him whole.

His member was both too thick and too long, making you whine with dejection. How you wanted to return the favour so badly, to do something right and give him release. An ancient vampire who lived for centuries must have had amazing lovers in the past. Your chest clenched. The feeling of inadequacy permeated your thoughts and you were ashamed of your inexperience. Hanging your head, you stared at his crotch and pondered what to do next through pursed lips.

"Darling, there is ample time for you to learn."

Alucard was often an insistent lover who demanded his chamber partners to reveal all: every insecurity and imperfection. He wanted them to give him everything. Everything that was you also belonged to him, including your insecurities regarding your appearance and lack of experience. You were flawless. And he was looking forward to showing you this.

Bare hands wrapped your fingers around his shaft, placing your thumb to his frenulum and guiding you to stroke. Your hand was so tiny in his. The No-Life King groaned at the size difference. Yes, he will teach you the ways to satisfy these rapacious hungers. 

Like this.

That silken flesh glided beneath your fingertips, revealing the shiny head with each pass. The pressure increased fractionally around your hand, an unspoken instruction to squeeze harder at the base. The purring gave you encouragement and his actions touched you. Even now, Alucard took your comfort into consideration. How many others could say the same?

You caught his lips and plunged hard into his maw, pushing his tongue aside with your own and wrestling with it. Unwarranted courage made you dumb and you thrilled from the excitement of dominating the kiss. Tugging his cock with amateur zeal, you continued to swirl and shove at that delightful oral muscle before brushing boldly around pointed canines. 

Alucard ripped himself away, his mouth lined with rows of razor sharp dentition, eyes burning with untold rapture as you separated. Your female perfume saturated his sinuses. The loss of your sensibilities fed his need to corrupt you with his depravity. His gums ached with the need to drink, unknowingly biting himself while he witnessed you fall apart. He was leaking like a schoolboy, his balls tight with the urge to unload.

You succumbed to the devil's seduction. You were his, even if it took you until now to admit it. And he wanted you. Your legs trembled at the first revelation as you parted them to display your openings for his inspection. For his use. The dildo –wholly inferior compared to the vampire’s elegance– fell out coated thickly in cum, your gaping hole winking in anticipation. 

Yes, yes, yes. It was finally happening.

Ruby irises settled upon your lascivious presentation with a feral leer. The craving within them made you shudder in suspense. He promised many things back then, including taking you to Nirvana.

His shaft smacked your vulva and he slid between the lips of your drooling slit, dragging it down lengthwise. Once again he marvelled at your wondrous heat as you whimpered when he passed over your clit. The vampire sighed and stayed flush against your slit as he pushed your legs together to hump your thighs with zest. Wandering fingers found their way inside.

The teasing stimulation was both too much yet not enough. You wanted his cock, though on reflection, he was actually way too large and you'd rip. You didn't care as you locked your ankles over his shoulders to pull him in further and rocked against him. Your basest urges screamed for more and you moaned for him like a wanton whore while drizzling honey around the intruding fingers.

He grinned with utmost satisfaction. "That's it, Dear. How flattering to have a lovely little human offer herself to me so earnestly."

"Do you want this?" He asked.

"Please!" You spread as wide as you could to show yourself off again, but he pulled you onto your front. His heavy white pillar bobbed at your face, dripping with fluid. A hand threaded through your locks and held your head to his crotch, lightly pushing you onto him. 

You took him immediately without hesitation, fervidly filling your mouth with the heady flavours of sex. Delectable. Eagerness did not equate to skill, and you sputtered with a string of spit and coughing. Your eyes flickered to his with uncertainty and the unspoken plea for him to help guide you, hoping he felt your sincerity about pleasing him. You truly wanted to become adept at this.

Fingers rubbed your scalp for several moments before he drew back and drove his hips forward, precisely up to the point where you began to gag. He began to copulate with your throat, until you gagged repeatedly and slobbered over yourself. You heaved with discomfort, but though your eyes watered and your jaws locked, you did not attempt to escape his grasp beyond tightening with tension. You gave your trust in his touch and his experience even as you choked on him.

If you were finally honest with yourself, you’ve wanted Alucard to fuck you for years, perhaps even soon after you first met, only you were too overcome with fear of him then. 

He hit the back again, but didn't force himself further than the few inches that were already embedded. You tried to relax your throat and go loose. It became apparent you didn’t actually want control, but to let go and have Alucard lead. Let him have his way with you. Hopefully, he will sate himself as he did for you. 

The melody of gurgling and choking filled the room. All you could see was him. All you knew were his taste and his behemoth presence stretching your mouth.

Alucard withdrew and offered a chance to breathe, leaving you bowed over in a hacking fit as you greedily drank in the air. You inwardly thanked him for the lenience and sniffed, wiping away the spit before steeling yourself to try again. Sucking him wasn’t as distressing when you weren’t involuntarily fighting the intrusion.

He was enjoying himself as he maintained the smooth, steady thrusting. Blinded by tears, you worried about your unflattering gargles, but stayed put despite the cramping. Who knew keeping your mouth open was so tiring? You supposed that was why blowing was called a “job.” You swiped the bottom of his dick with the flat of your tongue.

Through bleary eyes, you saw impassioned red observing you intently. You returned the stare with docility as he continued to tickle your throat, putting your hand around the part of him that didn't fit into your mouth. You caressed his flesh as he demonstrated as he pleasured himself with your body.

His grip was steel, until he yanked himself out with a soupy slurp and leered at the sight of his fluids and drool sliding down your chin as you coughed and tried to catch your breath with a dazed expression. 

“Beautiful.” He exhaled. 

The hand tangled in your hair tugged to let you look the King in his eyes. "Do you want this?" He repeated.

Was that still a question? Spittle oozed down your jaws and pooled in your lap. Through lidded eyes, you whispered, "Yes, I can take it Alu. Put it in. Need you." The simple word couldn't describe how you NEEDED to be one with your vampire. If he wasn't holding your head, you would have turned over to present yourself again, to persuade your lover to finish what he started.

He growled upon brushing minds with yours, fully aware of your repressed libido come undone and he nearly went rabid with the urge to bury himself and seed you well. How you tempt him into the irreversible. "How improper for a lady such as yourself to beg for a monster's cock," he commented through jagged teeth. "Naughty girl."

You moaned at his words and wiggled free to spread yourself further and prove his assessment correct, if it would facilitate him in providing what you desired.

…

Alucard’s covetous gaze roamed your splayed body as agitated shadows whipped about. Strangely, the thought of making love to you remained tantalizing, but he didn't want to anymore. No, that wasn't it. More than anything, he wanted to have you. He wished to defile you in every way possible for a week straight, but he knew with increasing clarity that he wouldn't if it meant you might die for real. 

He was a selfish, Godless monster. He needed the option to turn you should anything happen to you, or if you decided to fall with him. All he wanted…was to be with you for as long as possible. He rumbled from the internal conflict as he brushed a palm down your calves and licked them.

He looked at you again and noted your complete ease and openness with him, a stark contrast from the paralyzing fear of when you first met. He preferred your bliss. You were lovely, warm, and willing. It would be so easy to take you. You were his. His to fuck, his to devour, and you were an absolutely scrumptious morsel. But at the thought of an existence without you, the void in his chest that did not beat ached.

Nothing was happening. Your eyes fluttered open before alarm seized you. There was blood trailing down his eyes! Gasping, your hands shot out to hold him, your heart throbbing at your vampire's expression – he was a broken man. 

Before you could ask if he was okay, he fell over your body to cage you with his arms, his bangs tickling your forehead. "You are a mere human. What have you done to me?" The powerful vampire whimpered, his face furrowed with emotion.

No, the instant gratification was not worth losing you. He got off of you.

”Wait! Don't go!” You scrambled up and reached for his wrist.

–Only to be spun around and sat in his lap with his overly long, gangly arms twined around your waist and neck unnaturally like rope to press the back of your head to his shoulder. He wouldn’t let you see him. 

His steely length wedged between your butt cheeks. You sat facing away from Alucard, disoriented from the sudden shift in mood, quietly panting as you waited for him to do something. He hooked his arms around your knees to cradle you while fingers meandered their way to your open pussy. Vaguely, you were aware of ferrous fluid flowing down the side of your head and neck. 

“Is this about my virginity?” You ventured, parting your legs further to grant him better access. “To turn me?” You had an inkling of an idea of why Alucard refused to take you.

Dexterous digits explored every ridge and valley inside your sheath and you melted into him. The pleasure was such that you regretted holding back for so long because you thought sleeping with the vampire was wrong. Being with him like this was meant to be, and it felt so right. 

His prodding and caresses were expert, yet though you suspected you knew why Alucard dallied with your inevitable penetration, you kept begging to be plumbed. You moaned and wriggled in his lap to try mounting him properly, earning a low, warning growl. 

“Behave.” 

Shadow hands materialized to grab your wrists and ankles, holding you down snugly on top of him with your back to his chest. He dominated the interaction from below. 

“I alone shall have you in this manner. No one else,” he declared. 

As if anyone else would ever compare. It wasn't like Alucard forever ruined your standards of what to expect from men. “I don't want anyone else, Alucard. Only you,” you clarified. “Alucard…” 

Your hips rocked in an uncoordinated ride of his fingers while he held you captive. No matter how you squirmed, you were unable to impale yourself on your vampire's rod. You whined piteously with need. This wasn’t exactly what you desired, but it was as close as he’d allow without fucking for real. 

The fingers scissored to stretch the ring of muscle before plummeting to the knuckles and continuing to dance. You wailed from the welcome assault. As you twitched, a consideration came to mind and you pouted. "Can't you simply make yourself smaller? When I lick you, I mean."

The wicked vampire cackled and drew you closer to himself. "Fragile little human, you have no understanding of how I must already restrain myself to be with you in this capacity."

“Then let go,” you told him, the phantom limbs thwarting your attempt to turn and look at him. You wanted to reason with him. It was his inhuman size that was an issue. If he was smaller, giving him head should be at least manageable, even if he became more animated.

He chuckled, "Tempting." A sharp talon traced down your throat as you held still with your head tilted up at the lights. "But you would not survive my passion." His tongue replaced the claw and lapped slowly down the same path before nibbling on your throat, causing your skin to pimple into gooseflesh. You tensed, your pussy pulsing with climax nearing as you felt the tingling of every individual hair on your arms with heightened clarity.

“Oh, you do not wish to be bitten, yet you want me to drink from you? Bad girl." You were a sack of boneless limbs, nearly incapacitated by your lover’s devilish ministrations as he read your deepest desires and voiced them. 

Your nails dug into his legs, you stopped breathing as your vision went white, blinded by the dazzling luminescence of the light fixtures above. The tip of a claw pressed against your throat and you winced at the briefest of sharp pains when he opened a tiny wound in the side of your neck. You hissed and tightened around his digits.

The vampire king was on your throat in an instant, lapping up the few droplets that oozed to the surface, moaning as he fed. Pain morphed into pleasure and you arched against him, nearly delirious from the staggering cocktail.

He snickered between licks. "If only I knew you were this partial to pleasure from the beginning.”

Alucard simulated intercourse. He pistoned against your rump with his fingers buried to the hilt inside your snatch. You spasmed from the relentless, ravenous assault as you moved as one.

At last you strained, shuddering around his digits as he sprayed your back and crack. His semen was indeed cool.

Sure enough, his face was now clean of his tears. Neither was there evidence of any blood on your back. It was as if Alucard never broke down. You reached back to stroke his hair, twisting around as much as possible to gently kiss his temple as he rocked up and down to fuck his essence back between your mounds.

You crumbled into his chest to rest. “How am I still a virgin after everything we do?" You questioned with a mouth full of cotton.

"You are a virgin according to vampire laws." He pecked your cheek.

You muttered, "I told you your vampire rules are stupid." He threw his head back, laughing raucously at your willful comment and pulled you tighter to himself. His teeth had retracted back behind his lip and he pressed his face to yours with a tender smile. "I adore you, sweet human."

~To be Continued~

Next Chapter: A New Home