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titaniasfairy · 2 months ago

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hush up

hi y'all! here's something to chew on, its the longest thing i've written for this blog! i lowkey hate it but that doesn't matter.

18+ MDNI

pairing: remmick x female!reader

wc: 2.7k

cw: sub!remmick, cunnilingus, riding, gagging, creampie, remmick is a brat

remmick doesn’t know how to listen.

he gets lippy with you at the drop of a hat, refusing to listen to you when he knows that you’re right. usually it’s little things like when he comes home when the sun comes up, though you’ve told him a million times that if he does it again, you’re not treating his burn wounds. or when he sinks his teeth in you for a little too long, despite you telling him you’re not ready to be dead yet like him. he’ll come up with some excuse like “i couldn’t find food for miles” or “i haven’t drank in days” when he knows full well that he’s lying through his ungodly sharp teeth.

most days you can handle it, he’s your man after all. even if he isn’t a man at all, not anymore. but today you weren’t having it.

it was after dawn, the early-morning sunlight beaming through your bedroom windows as the roosters crowed. usually, your mornings start before anyone else’s. you rise before the sun does and start the day with a cigarette on the front porch, waiting for your lover to come home from his nightly hunt for his dinner. each morning he’ll say his greeting, you’ll ask how was dinner, then invite him in. it didn’t matter if remmick knew the house like the back of his hand, knew where the creaks in the floor were, or where you kept the shotgun, his invitation was only per day. you had yet to refuse him, but it felt good that you had the power to turn him away like a stray dog.

you knew something was off when you woke, you never slept in till sunrise. still, you rose from your bed and put your house shoes on. before you could leave the bedroom, you heard heavy footsteps on dirt that followed to your porch. he was late, really late.

“baby please! they’re coming for me— open the door!”

remmick’s voice was hoarse and rough, like he’d been screaming all night. you rushed to the door and swung it open, revealing your lover on your doorstep. his hair was matted with sweat and his face was covered in dirt stains. one of his eyes was nearly swollen shut and an open cut was laid across his face. he was scorching hot, you could hear the sizzling on his back from the sunlight. the sun had left holes in the wife beater you bought him, the dress shirt he had been wearing the night before long gone. you looked behind him and around in the yard, looking for whatever he said was after him. “what the fuck happened to you?” his arms were raised and his hands rested on his head to slow his hasty panting.

“it’s the choctaw! they found me in the woods and i’ve been running ever since— you gotta let me in, baby, or they’re gonna find me.”

his mouth was running faster than his brain was, stumbling on his words and biting his own tongue. remmick keeled over and put his hands on his knees, his back moving up and down from his heavy breathing. despite his idiocracy, you believed him. he’d told you before about the native vampire hunters that live around town, though he’s always been able to slip from their grasp.

“cmon, but go wash up before you get my sheets dirty.”

“thank you, sugar.” he gave you a quick kiss on your forehead in gratitude before slipping past you and going straight to your washroom. you closed the door behind him and lit a cigarette, leaning against one of the porch posts. you shook your head in disbelief at the situation, you always tell him not to go too far off-property or he’ll get himself in trouble. you’d only puffed your cigarette once before you heard the water running behind you, at least he listened to you about that. sometimes remmick acted as if he was still a boy, with no mama to raise him right. you wonder what he was like before he died, every time you asked he’d hush up and look the other way. your thoughts were soon interrupted by a group of men on horseback riding down your driveway. you’d never seen then before, but you knew who they were.

the men stopped their horses in front of your house and one dismounted and approached you.

“good morning ma’am. we have reason to believe that there is a man on the loose, and he may have approached your home.”

there was no reason to be rude to the men, they were just doing their jobs, after all. you tried your best to appear genuinely surprised, raising your eyebrows and widening your eyes. “i ain’t seen nobody, sir, but i’ll be on the lookout.” you tapped your cigarette against the banisters, letting the ash fall to the dirt.

“this man is very dangerous, and if he’s in your home we need to act now.” you knew he had a feeling you were lying, but you kept up the act anyway.

“if there was a dangerous man in my house, i’d know. nothing my gun can’t handle.”

the man gave you a slight smile and nodded in acknowledgment. turning away from you and stepping back to his stead, he said something in a language you didn’t understand and followed it with, “let’s hope she has silver bullets.”

you rolled your eyes and stomped your cigarette out. once they were gone you went back in the house, closing the doors behind you. it was already dark inside, remmick must’ve closed the curtains already. “remmick, they’re gone.” you walked into the bedroom to find him laying on your bed asleep in a new wife beater and boxers he’d taken from the drawer you put his clothes in. his arms were resting above his head, he’d already made himself at home. but to remmick, you were the closest thing he ever had to a home. he was rid of the dirt stains and sweaty hair, but the cuts and bruises on him remained. despite how handsome he looked in front of you, you were still pissed.

“you wanna tell me where you’re goin’ at night? because i know you didn’t run into them choctaw on my property.” you leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed and resting under your breasts. he sat up suddenly, holding himself up by his arms. he had that look in his eyes— the one he always gave you when he knew he was guilty. he was like a dog who’d been caught rummaging through the trash. “baby i was— you know them deer don’t come around no more.” he rubbed his eyes, still sleepy from the cat nap he took while he waited for the natives to leave.

“don’t give me that excuse, remmick. i see them all the time around here.” you weren’t giving him an inch, you’d heard these excuses before and you weren’t falling for them anymore. “d’you go into town?” he was fully alert now, leaning towards you on the bed. “of course i didn’t, darling, i know better than that.” you told remmick months ago to stay away from town at night, knowing he’d end up killing some poor soul who had no idea what was coming to them. “then where the hell were you?” you gave him a second to answer, but he could only stutter.

“you got some other bitch you’ve been seeing? because i swear to god remmick i’ll shoot a silver bullet through that skull of yours.”

he stood up from the bed and was on you in a heartbeat he didn’t have, his hands holding your face. “i swear on my ancestors, baby— i’d never do that to you.” he pressed a long kiss on your forehead, those same puppy dog eyes looking down at you. but this time you knew he was being truthful. he shut his eyes and kissed your cheek, leaning into your ear, “you know no one’s gonna make me feel as you do, sugar.”

you had to close your eyes to fight off the arousal pooling in your stomach from his words. his lips tickled the hairs on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. you let out a shaky breath, gaining back your composure. remmick’s hands shifted to your waist, holding onto you like a prayer. you could feel the bulge between his legs press against you, making your breath hitch again. you squeezed your eyes shut, you couldn’t just give into him like that, you had to punish him somehow.

“get on the bed.”

you didn’t have to tell him twice, by the time you had opened your eyes, he was laying on his back with his hands folded on his chest and a shit-eating grin across his handsome face. you sauntered to him, standing over the edge of the bed. the darkness of the room made his face consumed by shadows, his bright blue eyes now dulled to deep black holes. after stepping out of your house slippers, you reached under your nightgown and rolled your panties down your legs, remmick’s eyes never leaving your body. once your underwear was on the floor, you picked them up and threw them on the bed, landing on the pillow next to him. you slowly made your way onto the bed and straddled your lover, looking down on his dumbfounded face. his eyes were wide with admiration and lust, despite his irises having any color to them. his lips were plump and slightly ajar, his mouthing beginning to drool. “one day you’re gonna learn to listen to me, baby” you reached down and wiped some drool from the corner of his mouth, leaving him speechless. “i know what i’m talking about, y’know.” you ran your fingers through his brown locks and gripped them, forcing him to look into your eyes.

“isn’t that right, sugar?”

he moaned when it left your lips, the pet name he calls you so regularly. it only made you chuckle. though you couldn’t see it, you knew. remmick was so hard it hurt, his hips beginning to buck into thin air from no contact at all. you stuck two fingers in his open mouth, wetting them with his saliva. while he was too busy to respond, you slowly made your way to straddle his face. “now you’re going to listen to me, or else you won’t get what i know you want. do you understand me, remmick?” he nodded eagerly, knowing what you were planning. “good boy.” you pulled your fingers from his mouth and wiped them on his cheek. you bunched your nightgown up at your hips and placed your hand on the headboard to steady yourself before lowering onto remmick’s mouth.

“you know what to do.”

in an instant, his tongue was exploring your folds and running itself along the length of your cunt. both of you let out a wanton moan, a combined sigh of relief and pleasure. his eyes were squeezed shut, taking in the addicting taste of you, while you rocked your hips on his tongue, riding his face. remmick’s hands found your hips, holding you down on his wet muscle. usually, you’d make him keep his hands to himself, but you were too focused on getting yourself off to care.

you could feel the vibrations his moans each time he groaned into your heat, his hunger for you taking over his senses. you tipped your head back, your moans echoing off the wooden walls of the house. the pleasure being shot through you made you sweat, overheating your body. you lifted your nightgown over your head and threw it into a corner, leaving you bare. remmick’s eyes opened instantly and his gaze landed on your breasts, making his hips buck and his lips wrap around your clit. he ate pussy like it was his god given gift and his tongue was his blessing.

before you knew it, your orgasm passed through you, striking you like lightning. remmick held you steady while the shocks shot through you and your vision was blinded by white light. your high felt like a tsunami, a giant wave of euphoria that hit you with great force. once you came to, you slowly raised yourself from remmick’s mouth. “what do we say?” you asked, forcing him to use his brain for once. “thank you, darlin’”

“there you go, sweetheart.” your voice was sweet like honey and smooth like velvet to his ears, making his cock ache in his boxers. remmick always loved when you treated him like this, like there was nothing in the world that mattered but you. it made him feel alive again. you noticed the look in his eyes and kissed him hard, lips crushing against his with unrelenting passion. you both moaned into the kiss, tongues overlapping and exploring each other’s mouths. you continued to kiss him while you pulled his boxers down, revealing his throbbing length. he whimpered in your mouth when you wrapped your hand around him and whined when you lined his cock up to your entrance. you pulled away from his lips to admire him when you lowered yourself onto him, his face contorting in pleasure.

you laid a hand on his firm stomach for support, making sure you were taking all you could. when you bottomed out you let out a deep sigh, like a ton of bricks had just fallen off your shoulders. remmick’s hands were already on your hips, but you wanted to be in total control this time. “hands to yourself.” you grabbed his hands and pinned them to the bed, using them as leverage to begin rocking your hips. “cmon’ baby, i need to-“ you shushed him quick and grabbed the panties you’d discarded by his head.

“open.”

surprisingly, he obliged. you wadded up the fabric and shoved in his mouth, letting him taste you once again on his tongue. you put your hands back on his wrists and began to bounce on his cock, your cunt gripping him with vigor. the room had filled with noises of the wet gushing of your cunt, the sinful moans from your open mouth, and the muffled groans of the vampire below you. you got off on how pathetic remmick looked below you, the same monster that others track down and hunt for sport. but you didn’t want to hunt this beast, you only wanted to tame it. he writhed below you, his back arching and his chest heaving. it only made your second orgasm approach itself faster. he had become insatiable, his hips bucking up to meet yourself with each stroke of your cunt on his dick.

“cmon’ baby, i know you can do it.”

remmick let out what sounded like a sob muffled by your panties, the sound sending shockwaves through you and making your pussy clench. your words made him thrust up into you even harder and faster, drilling himself into you. his eyes had turned a deep red, his brows furrowed and he began to grunt like an animal. your hands left his wrists and landed on his throat, you’d be choking him to death if he was still alive. remmick seized the opportunity to grab your hips now that his hands were free, holding you in place so he could piston his hips into you. you threw your head back and screamed in euphoric delight. the coil that had been tightening in your core snapped, you froze as your orgasm crashed over you. you suddenly yanked the makeshift gag from remmick’s mouth, he’d almost bitten a hole through them. your cunt clenched before feeling the warmth flooding it, spilling inside you. loud and deep moans rung through your ears, hearing him reach his own orgasm. you both stayed in place before you fell into his arms, the both of you sweaty and heaving. remmick wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead, you closed your eyes and rested your head on his hollow chest before grinning to yourself.

“see what happens when you listen to me?”

an: aahhh i hope y'all like this, i wrote this in one sitting lmfao. also i recited that entire scene with the choctaw from memory and i believe it's almost perfect but i refuse to check lolol. please feel free to send me asks in my inbox!! i love hearing y'all's ideas. - bear 🐻

#bear rambles #remmick x reader #remmick x you #remmick #remmick smut #remmick x y/n #jack o'connell #SPEEDRUN #sub!remmick #am i ever gonna write him as a dom?#we may never know

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