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damon albarn period sex

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vampire!damon albarn x AFAB!reader, pet names

a/n: i literally know nothing about blur, i only know what i know from aves aka @avxoxo1 i think im going to go lay down now..

cw: period, blood, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering,jorkin it,cumming

wc: 1.4k

It was a dark and stormy night. Typically, during weather like this, you never truly cared for a visitor. Except for your Instacart and DoorDash orders delivering your shit dinner for tonight. Nothing else was on the menu for tonight, except for lethargy.Your lower body hurt like a bitch—cramping so hard it felt like your muscles were being shoved through a rusted industrial compressor.

You lay sprawled on the couch in a hoodie three sizes too big, heating pad humming against your belly, phone acting as a dim light source.

“fuuuck.” you groaned out loud, to absolutely no one in the room.

All you wanted was for the day to end, and for you to wake up tomorrow, with at least enough energy to take care of yourself.Or eat something that wasn’t delivered in a greasy, flimsy paper bag.

Though, to no one's fucking surprise, when you wanted no one home, is when people knock on the door.

You’re not opening that damn door for NO ONE. Nope. Nope. You are in way too much pain to even get up.

Knock, Knock. Again? Can’t the guy take a hint?

You buried your hands against your face, muffling yet another groan. You were feeling like garbage, your uterus eating itself alive. Today was not the day. For anything. You weren't dressed for anyone, not even for a mailman.

Until your phone buzzed and lit up on the armrest beside you.

“I swear to GOD,” you hissed.

Reluctantly, you check your phone to see who it is.

One new message from: Damon 🖤

“I’m outside, luv. Brought some snacks.”

You’ve been dating him already for around a month now. Early enough that you don’t have to tell him everything about your life, and neither would he.

He better have made it worth you standing up. Grumbling and muttering curses directed at anyone but you and your own internal organs, you open the door. He was there, a small brown plastic bag in his hand, stuffed with what you assume to be the snacks.

“Hey, come in.” You nodded your head towards the interior. He slipped inside, pulled off his hood, and hung up his sweater on the coat rack—the one you only put up for his trenchcoats he definitely doesn’t leave by accident.

He doesn’t say anything. He 's tense. Off-putting. Strange.

You put a hand to his shoulder, trying to ease him. “Hey, are you okay?”

Little did you know, the smell of your period blood was intoxicating to his senses.

Damon did everything he could to keep his desires to himself. But fuck, the smell of the blood dripping out of your cunt were so delicious. “I’m fine, darling.” He answered, trying to keep his suave demeanor. He had brought you snacks– your natural remedy to anything. To be fair, he wasn't expecting you to be as divine as you were right now.

You lay the snacks down and take the chocolate out of the bag; a Hershey’s king size milk chocolate bar. WIth the grace of a rabid raccoon, you ate it, guttural moans of pleasure and relief coming through you. If only it was him making those pretty noises out of you, and not the chocolate. His jaw stiffened, trying to keep himself in place.

“You’re bleeding.” He stated bluntly.

How the fuck did he know that?

Hesitant, you ask, “how'd ya know..?”

Damon shrugged it off. “Lucky guess.”

You walk back onto the couch, lost in a daze of exhaustion and pain. Damon followed, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“Thanks by the way, for the snacks.” You thanked Damon, whose hand was rubbing your forearm up and down gently. Your eyes fluttered at the gentle touch, taking it all in. He kissed your temple, and laid his head back down. He was aching to taste your bleeding core so bad. He growled into the crook of your neck “You smell delicious, angel.” His hand traveled down to your breasts, where he started massaging them.

Full, plump, and tender were the words he would use to describe your tits. His hand went under your hood now, massaging the bare flesh. You arched your back, hissing at the sensation.

“I can smell it, you know” he said softly. “Not in a creepy way. Just... it’s strong.

“Smell what?”

“Your blood.” Shamelessly, he put his face against the middle of your pants, where your core was. He took a deep breath, and took it all in. His hand went to your clothed center, the friction from your clothes sending his touch to your clit.

“You into this, Damon?”

“Fuck, yes.” he opened his mouth, licking his now prominent fangs.

“You’re a vampire.”

He didn’t deny it.

Didn’t flinch.

Didn’t even blink.

“You’re serious?” you asked, your voice not nearly as steady as your face.

Damon nodded, slow. Like he was waiting for you to scream. Or laugh. Or throw a crucifix.

Instead, you just… sighed.

“Does that bother you?”

“Absolutely fucking not.”

“So what now?” you asked.

“Now,” he said softly, “I help you feel better. If you’ll let me.”

With that, you sighed—slow and heavy—tilting your hips forward in silent permission.

Damon moved like something unchained. Not rough. Not fast.

He hooked his hands onto your waistband, slowly taking off your pants, to reveal your panties, painted in red.

“Fuck, luv. Look at how you bleed.” He traced a finger over them, your breath hitching from the touch. The traces of blood on his fingers met his mouth, and his eyes revealed into hunger.

He kept rubbing his hands against your panties, licking the blood off of his fingers. He leaned in closer, and took a minute to smell the sweet slick and the sacred blood leaking out of you. He brushed his tongue over your panties, which had you mewling.

“Fuck Damon–” He stopped using his tongue to spread that red paint over your panties like a canvas.

“hmm,princess?”

“please..” you whimpered, trailing off.

“Please, what?”

“Please, make me feel good.”

“Anything for my bunny.”

He ripped your panties off, allowing your cunt to shine red. He couldn't get enough of drinking your slick and blood.

You were wet and raw, all for him. He kissed your clit, loving and worshipping your bleeding pussy like it was holy. You were wide open for him, greedy girl. It's okay, he was going to take care of your aching hole.

“Damon—” you gasped, hips twitching under his mouth.

“Say it again,” he growled, burying two fingers inside you without warning. You clenched around him, crying out. “Louder, angel. Let me feel how much you need this.”

You cried out louder. You looked so pretty sitting like that for him, legs wide open while you bleed. You made such a good singer for him when he made you hit all the right notes.

“Good girl” he growled, while curling his fingers up so well you scream again. He keeps playing with you, moving his fingers up and down, his hands pooling up the blood and pleasure from you, while his other hand circles your clit.

“D-Damon, I’m cl-mm- close” You say, legs quivering from stimulation.

He takes his fingers out, the strings of your slick sticking to him. He took his fingers and put them in his mouth, savoring every lick. You miss his warmth in you, but that thought would be casted aside as he fits his tongue into your cunt. His tongue took every flavor in, his cock so hard he couldn't help but take out. Now that his hands were free, he started stroking from his tip to his shaft, but it didn't take long for him to cum. The way his nose was touching your clit as he fucked you with his tongue, how your pussy spasmed as you reached you peak on his tongue, his release was inevitable.

You trembled beneath him, legs shaking, breath catching like your body couldn’t decide if it was overwhelmed or blessed. Damon pulled back slowly, lips stained red, eyes soft and wild all at once. He kissed the inside of your thigh—tender, reverent—then crawled up to you.

He didn't say anything at first. Just laid beside you, arms slipping around your waist, his mouth brushing your temple like a prayer.

"Still think I’m a monster?" he whispered.

You turned your head, eyelids fluttering shut, too blissed-out to lie.

"No. I never thought you were."

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