#lost boys x reader smut

[bella-goths-wife]

Kinktober day 4- high sex

Paul x reader

Warnings: lazy sex, weed use, vaginal sex, sex under the influence, smoking while having sex, riding, semi public sex? Hair pulling

Content: Paul invites you to the cave for a smoke session

Minors do not interact!

You had no idea that the simple invention of coming over to the boys cave for a quick smoking session with Paul turned into this, but you weren’t complaining.

You were currently buzzed out of your mind on weed and you were sat giggling on the lap of an equally high Paul, you were both giggling and whining as you slowly and lazily lowered your wet cunt onto his hard cock.

You don’t know when things turned sexual, one minute you were complaining about your shitty love life and the next Paul and his hand up your skirt.

“Fuck” paul groaned as you lazily rode him on the off creaky couch in the middle of the caves living room, his horniness and your craving to be touched and fucked exceeded any shame that you would feel if one of the boys walked in on the sinful sight

“So fucking good” you moan into the crook of his neck as your hips bounce slowly on his dick, the tip of his thick Cock hitting the special spot inside of you that could make you see stars

“Didn’t know you were such a slut babe” paul teases with a grin as his reddened eyes looked into yours, his hands coming up to grip your hips and help you slide up and down on his Cock

“Shut up” you say playfully through a breathy giggle and a few quieter whimpers, the lewd sounds of him thrusting inside of you and the sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the caves walls and If you weren’t high, you were sure you’d be bright red from embarrassment.

Paul only chuckled as he pulled you in for a sloppy, tongue filled kiss. You reciprocated with passion as you hid your whines and moans in the kiss and drool dripped from your connected mouths.

“Ridin’ me like a fuckin’ pro babe” paul groaned in pleasure as he speeds up your pace and his fingertips goes to play with your special bundle of nerves as he felt himself growing closer to his peak

“Fuck” you moan out as you grind your hips down on him faster and you hand snakes it’s way into his blonde locks and pulls to make his head lean back.

Paul chuckles at your actions before his unoccupied hand reaches for his discarded, still lit blunt from the ash tray.

Paul brings the blunt to his lips and through groans of pleasure, he takes a long drag and lets the substance burn his throat before blowing playfully into your face.

The action made you roll your eyes teasingly before pulling his hair again as you felt yourself grow closer to your release.

Paul puts the blunt back down and lifts up your shirt to reveal your bare chest to his hungry gaze. He puts his mouth over your pebbled nipple and swirls his tongue around it with a moan.

You cried out sweetly at the action and you yank on his hair again before your pleasurable release takes over you and your vision goes cloudy with lust.

Paul follows closely behind as you feel his hot seed release inside of you and eventually drip out of you when he pulls his now soft Cock out from you with a whine.

You both chuckle in your high mindsets as you lean into his touch before he brings the blunt to your lips again for you to take another drag.

“Round two?” Paul suggests with a cheeky smile as you feel his soft Cock hardening again between your thighs.

You were in for a long night…..

[charlizekkelly]

hungry like the wolf

Spicy Prompt: “Look how well you’re taking me.”

Pairing: Reader x Dwayne (The Lost Boys 1987)

Word Count: 2167

TW’s: Size kink, slight somophilia, dub-con (??), non-con, pet names (sweet girl & good girl), biting and blood play.

Author's Note: God damn. This got out of hand and like Dwayne, this is a big one (I'm sorry I had to). Who wouldn't want to be fucked senseless by him? Let's be honest, he's the man and would fuck like a God.

Tags (Dwayne's hoes) : @ghoulgeousimmaculate @britany1997 @misslavenderlady @dwaynesluscioushair @bigcreatorwombatdreamer @lostinsantacarla

!18+ CONTENT - MINORS DNI!

The alkaline-infused breeze skittered down the tunnelways of the cavernous home, carrying the scent of the ever-changing tides of Hudson’s Bluff through the cave, blustering the flames within the fire barrels or the candles perched upon rock crevices. Not that it mattered to her, tucked beneath the assortment of blankets on Dwayne’s bed with soft candlelight illuminating the room. Oblivious to the path his thoughts had taken as he peered down at her with dark irises, lingering on the dark fabric of his shirt and the white-lace panties he glimpsed from where her leg stuck out from beneath the sheets, his shirt riding up her body in a way that made him want to groan.

Dwayne was many things–patient, caring, attentive, coolheaded and loyal–but with her, he found himself obsessing over the way she smiled up at him whenever they spoke. Or the way she laughed and he had to feign nonchalance like the sound hadn’t sent blood rushing to his dick and a multitude of thoughts to careen through his head. Of how she tasted, the way he could make her squirm, the sounds she made or the way she felt wrapped around his cock.

This isn’t helping me, at all, he thought, watching as she shifted on the mattress and he gingerly slipped from beneath the sheets. 

Heading toward the room’s doorway before her voice rippled to his ears and he came to a jarring halt, his head turning ever-so-slowly back to where she lay, sound asleep. He waited a moment, locked in the doorway with his gaze pinned upon her, wondering if this was a cruel mind trick played by Paul and Marko. Hell, he wouldn’t have been surprised if David was a part of it–all three blonds notorious for their love of mind games.

But then, the saccharine call he thought he’d heard from her lips filled his ears. A sound so sweet, it almost brought him to his knees. Something his companions continuously taunted him about, the trio aware of his infatuation with the human woman he cared about. But neither of the trio was game enough to cross him, knowing the ease with which he went from coolheaded to protective–possessive–but it didn’t deter their playful jests.

“Dwayne,” she called again, her voice all breathy and laced with lust.

As hard as he tried–which wasn’t very hard at all–he couldn’t fight the smug grin that crept across his face, approaching her with wolfish ease. He knew she was a moderately light sleeper but still, he reached out and pulled the blankets away from her body, baring her to his hungry eyes as he sunk onto his jean-clad knees at the end of the bed and admired her for several moments.

It was as she shifted on the mattress and his dark irises locked on the pearl-white lace that contrasted perfectly with her skin, that his deeply timbered voice filled the room. “Fuck.”

“If you’re going to fuck her, can I watch?” Came Paul’s husky voice through their pack’s bond.

Dwayne’s eyes rolled at the hopeful edge of his companion’s voice–and where he wasn’t opposed to sharing her with him–he didn’t want to share her right now. “Paul,” he warned.

“Is that a yes?” Paul questioned, an audible sigh skittering down their bond when the brunette didn’t immediately respond. “Dwayne?”

Dwayne’s large palms smoothed over her bare legs, up her thighs until he grasped the soft flesh and gently pulled her to the bed’s edge, careful not to wake her as his stare traversed her features. 

“Not tonight.” Came his distracted response before Paul’s presence vanished from his mind.

With a tenderness he reserved for her and her alone, he parted her legs until the flesh of her thigh pressed and bracketed his shoulders. Careful not to nick her skin as he lithely cut the lace from her body, tossing it over his shoulder with little care before he settled his hands upon her inner thighs. Kneading the flesh for a moment as if to savour the feel of her, his ebony tresses tousled and framed his face like a wrathful god whilst his umber gaze remained trained on her face as he dipped his head and his tongue dragged a sensual trail over her labia.

A soft noise tumbled from her lips as he focused his attention on her clit for several seconds, his fingertips sinking into her skin when he dragged a slow stripe up her cunt. He couldn’t stop the low groan that emanated from the depths of his chest if he tried as the taste of her cloyed on his tongue, the sound vibrating into her clit in a way that drew a soft, sleepy gasp from her lips, and for her eyes to groggily blink down at him. 

“Dwayne…what are you–what are you doing?” Her brows furrowed as a breathy moan tumbled from her mouth and she subconsciously ground her cunt into his face, his grasp tightening on her in response.

His head lifted from her cunt, grinning up at her whilst his fingers leisurely toyed with her clit. Like he had all the time in the world. “Oh, this?” He drawled, feigning confusion, fingers dragging the mix of his saliva and her arousal up to circle the sensitive nerve ending, a sharp breath sucked into her chest as a single, thick digit salaciously sunk into her cunt. “I’m taking care of my sweet girl. I’m worshipping her.”

His finger dragged torturously slow, his eyes locked on her face and the way her head tipped back into the sheets when his thumb pressed into her clit, a second digit slipping into her cunt as his pace never faltered. Dwayne’s fingers continued their steady strokes, fingertips curling in a way that wrenched a guttural moan from her lips and a dozen curses to rent off the cavernous walls.

“Fuck, Dwayne. Don’t stop,” she said, hands bunching the sheets beneath her.

“And refuse you of what you want? I don’t think so. I do have a better idea that’ll benefit us both.” A dark chuckle filled her ears, his eyes flashing with something sinful as he pulled his fingers from her cunt and they nimbly unbuttoned his jeans, shoving the fabric down his muscular legs and kicking it off to the side. 

“Benefit us both how?” She said, holding his dark gaze.

“Spread your legs for me, sweet girl.” Came his response as his lips tugged into a wolfish grin.

Without much thought, her legs dutifully parted for him, creating more space for him between her thighs as he discarded his boxers in the same direction as his pants. She watched with heavy-lidded eyes as he wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked himself, stepping into the space between her legs before he teasingly dragged his tip across her cunt and one of his hands grasped the flesh of her hip, the other pressed into the fabric beside her.

“Please,” she murmured as he lowered his head and his lips brushed hers, drawing circles into her clit with the head of his cock.

The muscles of his abdomen rippled beneath his skin, capturing her attention before his voice filled her ears. “What do you want, beautiful? Tell me what you want. Use your words.”

“I want you,” she breathed out against his lips, pushing herself onto her elbows so she could connect their lips, kissing him whilst one of her hands skittered over the chorded muscles of his arm and tangled in his dark locks.

And like it took everything in him to pull away–his lips hovering above hers a hairsbreadth away–the hand by her side balled into a fist and his voice lowered several, heady octaves. “Where?” He grounded out through clenched teeth, the action seeming to sharpen his jawline.

Her brows furrowed with confusion for a moment. “What?”

“Where do you want me, sweet girl? Where do you want my cock?” He rasped, pressing a sensual kiss to the underside of her jaw before he nipped at the soft skin.

“Inside me,” she said, gasping as the first few inches of his cock plunged into her cunt, his girth stretching her insides in a euphoric way. His lips met with hers for a moment, kissing her with ravaging quality before she pulled away from his mouth. “Dwayne,” her gaze darted to where they were connected and the inches his cock still needed to enter her–every glorious inch of him that sent her mind reeling–as he slowly pressed more of his cock into her. “You’re so…big.”

He hummed in response, pressing firm, adoration-filled kisses to her throat. “You say that every time, my love, but look how well you’re taking me.”

His words clamoured in her mind, dousing her in a lust-filled haze when he slowly drew back and plunged the rest of his cock into her, his thumb drawing circles into her clit. A breathy moan–part curse, part garbled moan–fell from her lips, body sinking into the mattress as he quickened the pace of his thrusts and the head of his cock brushed a spot inside her that made her squirm.

Dwayne’s dark tut traipsed across the room, hands grasping her hips to prevent her from squirming. “Not so fast. You wanted me inside you and I gave it to you. So now, you’re going to take it like a good girl.” His thrusts deepened as he peered down at her, revelling in the way soft pants escaped past her lips. “Are you my good girl?”

“Yes,” she breathed dazedly, gasping as his cock pressed against her G-spot and the budding tide of her orgasm crept to the forefront of her mind. “Fuck, Dwayne. I’m your good girl.”

A deep groan fell through his lips, head tipping up to the ceiling as he purposely thrust his hips in a way that he knew would collide with her G-spot and his thumb pressed into her clit, mounting her orgasm as he felt her clench around his cock.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl,” he praised, tearing his gaze from the roof to traverse her body before his thrusts seemed to falter and he hurriedly freed her from the dark fabric of his shirt. His mind short-circuited for a moment when his stare landed on where his cock thrust steadily into her, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip before he refocused on her bare body.

A large hand cupped her breast, mildly irritated at himself for not paying them any attention sooner as he rolled one taut nipple between his fingers whilst his mouth captured the other and he alternated between circling her nipple with his tongue and sucking hickeys into her skin.

“Dwayne,” she moaned, all breathy and filled with a desperation he recognised.

He knew what she wanted the moment her strained plea met his ears, pulling away from her breasts as the hand at her hip tightened and he rolled his hips in a way that drew another moan from her lips, her cunt clenching around him. “Yes, my sweet girl?”

His lips brushed against hers, her soft pants warming his face as he peered down at her with wolfish delight and she managed to form a coherent sentence through the lust-filled haze of her mind. “I’m going to cum. Fuck, let me cum…please.”

“With manners like that? Who am I to deny you?” he drawled, his hand trailing over her chest to grasp the nape of her neck. Supporting her head as he drew her closer to himself and his teeth elongated into fangs, sinking into her throat in the same moment the head of his cock brushed against her G-spot.

A pleasure-riddled moan echoed across the room and down the darkened tunnelways, no doubt reaching Marko, David and Paul’s ears as she came and he swallowed languid mouthfuls of her blood. He pulled away from her throat in the next heartbeat, head tipping back to the ceiling as he came with a guttural moan, fingertips sinking into her hips.

Her blood coated his chin, dripping down his throat to the chiselled plains of his stomach when he refocused on the room around him and he nimbly hooked her legs around his waist, climbing onto the mattress and situating them in the middle of the bed. Dwayne dragged the assortment of blankets over her body as he tucked her into his side, fussing with the pillows until he was satisfied with her comfort and his blood-stained lips pressed a loving kiss to hers, arms woven over her waist.

A content hum tumbled from her lips as his fingers grasped her chin and he angled her head to bare his marks to his gaze, lathing his tongue over the weeping indents he left behind, ensuring they closed beneath his dark stare. The taste of her cloying on his tongue as he forced himself to refrain from plunging his fangs into her throat once more, always craving her like an untapped hunger that couldn’t be quenched.

Hungry like the wolf.

[the-great-chimera]

Y/n: "I wanna grab David by his slutty waist and bite into his love handles but that fucker is touch repulsed so now I gotta sit here and think angry horny thoughts at him."

Y/n: *stares angrily at David from across the cave*

David: "WOULD YOU FUCKING STOP I CAN HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS."

Y/n: "PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!!"

[sleeepy-sim]

Never finished it, smut

"Dwayne," You choke out, his cock hitting places your previous lovers couldn't even dare come near. Who knew this quiet, handsome tall man from the boardwalk was this possessive and this dominant. From his looks you would think he would be at least a little dominant, but not this much. But dear God you were loving every minute with this man. 

"Mine." His whole body was covering you, his chest touching your own, your legs over his hips and heels digging into his cute buttcheeks. Your hands tangled in his long, silky back hair. His hands were everywhere he could possibly put them, his lips never falling too far away from your neck.

"See! I told you," Distant voices coming closer and closer, just as your 3rd peak was. "that bastard took her!" Footsteps came running down into part of the cave Dwayne took me. 

"What did I tell you," Marko smacks Paul before walking slowly towards both Dwayne and I. Dwayne got tense and moved his arm under my back and pulled me to his chest, his thrusting became even harder. He grinded against me as he suddenly growled. 

Marko stood just by our heads, Dwayne staring him down, still growing. "Mine." His face vamped out, baring his fangs at Marko. Paul slowly makes his way over as Dwayne turns to look at him, hissing at him. 

[buckybarnesb-tch]

The Lost Boys Sexy Mate Headcanon

David:

•He is the hardest to get to know in the group, the most closed off despite the fact that he talks to people the most as the ‘Leader’ of the group

•David is a Dom if ever there was one, he needs to be in control at all times

•He would never let anyone know it but he craves his mates attention desperately, and if you make the mistake of pulling away from him before he’s ready for you to move you will regret it

•He doesn’t always have to be touching you like some of his brothers with their mate but he does always need to be able to see you. If he looks back from scoping out the packs next meal and can’t immediately see you then he is instantly ready to slaughter whoever has stolen you from him!

•David loves blindfolding you when you play together. The trust you give him makes him the happiest vampire in the world, the faith that you have in him to not know whether he is going to run a feather over your flesh or his own fangs is incredibly arousing to him

•He’s a bit too controlling for you in the beginning but you adapt to it quickly, moving into the cave with your mate about a week after meeting him and turning that next weekend as David wasn’t okay with allowing his precious mate to be at risk a moment longer than she had to and you were completely fine with that

Dwayne:

•Dwayne is quite a bit like David when it comes to his mate, he doesn’t always have to be touching you but he does always have to see you however he finds the need to touch you quickly growing on him as you take to hanging off of him most of the time

•He shocked you when you found out how much of a cuddler he was when you’re alone or in the cave, his brothers sometimes like to tease him for how ‘clingy’ he is when you’re snuggled up on the couch but you just flip them off and run your fingers through his hair. He loves laying his head on your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist, holding you as firmly as he could…honestly he just loves laying his face between your breasts

•He wasn’t a fan of toys until he caught you with your vibrator one night and from then on his favorite thing was taking you apart with it before stretching you out on his cock until you’re a boneless puddle unable to move

•Dwayne isn’t very jealous but it doesn’t mean he’s not possessive as fuck, he knows you would never be unfaithful but he believes only he should ever be allowed to touch you

•He quickly took to taking pictures of you. He ‘bought’ a Polaroid so that he could take pictures of you any time you were doing something he thought was ‘cute’ which was all the time. Dwayne knew that once you turned he would never be able to take pictures of you again so he wanted all he could get now. He convinced you to allow him to take some sexy pictures of you as well, he has many of you under him with your hair over the pillows and your breasts either in a lacy bra or exposed for his pleasure. His favorite picture however was an image of you in a black lacy bra and panty set, straddling his bike on the cliff by their cave at sunset that he carry’s in his wallet everywhere he goes

•2 weeks was all it took for him to get you to come and live with him in the cave, drinking his blood that very same night and joining their eternal family

Marko:

•Marko often pulls you as close as he can, loving it when you wrapped yourself around him like a spider monkey

•He is a very jealous mate, glaring at every male that so much as looked at you sideways and often getting into fights on the boardwalk with Surf Nazis as well as just normal tourists, once even punching a 12 year old boy in the nose for looking at your ass

•One thing that Marko loves is fucking outside, and he loves fucking you in the rain. It started as something you did to be out of the cave so his brothers couldn’t bother or tease you, and it was one of his favorite memories, pinning you to the tree, your clothes soaking through and heavy as he brushed your drenched hair out of your face and saw your cute little smile, pulling you into a passionate kiss and spending the next hour and a half playing with you in the storm as the waves crashed so loudly you could barely hear each other

•Marko shocked you a bit by not allowing his brothers to touch you at all for quite some time after you got together. He knew they wouldn’t hurt you but he was so possessive and protective of you that he didn’t like the idea of anyone but him touching a single inch of you

•It was on your 1 month anniversary that you moved into the cave and you lived there with him for several months before turning and joining the pack, Marko not being as pushy for you to turn and wanting you to experience all your human things before turning so you wouldn’t regret it

Paul:

•Paul had his hands on you 110% of the time, constantly needing skin on skin contact with you whenever possible

•He was the most touchy and attentive of the vampires, and while he’s always been flirty and a bit of a man-whore, that completely changed when he found his mate

•Paul loves finding new ways to pleasure you, and tease you as well, which is why he was always open to trying new things. His favorite thing that he has discovered with you is your fluffy tail plug which he got you matching ears for to be his little pet

•Paul doesn’t mind fucking you in front of his brothers. He actively tries to cover you as much as he can from their sight but for the most part he would rather put up with them being in the room rather than not touch you at all

•You found out quickly in the relationship that he had never gone down on a girl before when he admitted it to you, desperate to have you wrap your legs around his head but not wanting to hurt you. You thought he was sweet, and honestly his embarrassment was adorable. He had never had a real committed relationship before (only fucking girls before feeding on them and never having a relationship before being turned at 18 by David and Marko) and now that he did he wanted to give you everything and make you scream like a good boyfriend is supposed to (and not how he normally makes women scream)

•He ended up being extremely good with his mouth and eating his mate out became one of his all time favorite things to do to you, loving the way your legs shook around his head and you soaked his face

•Paul was a fantastic mate and after moving into the cave a few weeks into your relationship you offered to turn so that you could be with him forever and Paul was beyond happy about it as he had tried so hard not to pressure you into becoming a vampire for him but he knew as you drank his blood that night that you had the rest of eternity together

Lost Boys Masterlist

[saltylandland]

Random NSFW Lost Boys Headcanons bc y not

Some of these are pretty well known and accepted and I’m just regurgitating what I’ve seen a lot, and some of these are my own ideas.

David’s a pleasure dom.

David loves using toys on his partner, will only enjoy it on himself if it’s self inflicted.

I can see David doing ‘daily affirmations’ if you have low self esteem, giving you an orgasm for each affirmation you repeat. (This was definitely from someone else I’ll reblog their post if I can find it)

Dwayne goes feral over thicker girls or any kind of chub really, even if it’s just a little.

Dwayne goes feral over sundresses, he’s smart enough not to assume you wear sundresses just for him, but if he helps you pick out an outfit and he grabs a sundress, you know what’s on his mind.

Marko gets the most kick out of chasing you down before you two fuck.

Sex with Paul while you’re both 🍃

This is a little out there, but I think Paul has a voyeurism/humiliation/degradation streak?

So on one hand, You know how it’s a common trope in the 80s and 90s where teenage boys steal girls underwear? He likes that, the thrill of it, potentially getting caught or purposefully so.

On a more darker side, he likes being degraded for being a creep and pushed around. Like tell him he’s disgusting and to get off while he rearranges your guts. (Consent-fully of course)

If the boys share a s/o or are poly, free use is very quickly brought up. As well as voyeurism in general.

A situation that I thought about would happen pretty often, while you are sitting on someone’s lap, another comes up and starts feeling you up/giving you head. Suddenly it’s like you’re under siege as the person who you are on their lap, hold you down when you squirm as the other goes at it.

[britany1997]

OH HOLD UP REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN?!

Bestie, I am begging on my knees for that smutty vampire reader × poly lost boys fic/idea we discussed 🙇🏼🙇🏼 (If you're not feeling that rn, no sweat 💋)

Hot Vampires In Your Area

Yes absolutely I can do this!!! Vampires Everywhere is my most popular fic to date! I hope you like this!

Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, biting, handjobs, penetration (But no mention of reader’s genitalia) mentions of blood, brief daddy kink (again, Dwayne is daddy always) I think that’s it

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

Blood stained the back of your hand as you wiped harshly at your mouth. Your clothes were practically falling off your body, the signs of your victims struggle apparent from the many rips and tears.

You breathed deeply, brushing hair out of your face and leaning back on the bar of the dock. You zoned out looking into the ocean as bubbles sprang to the surface, likely from the bodies that had sunken beneath.

You were broken from your trance however when you felt a pair of teeth nipping at your neck. You sighed and leaned into the touch of whoever was nibbling at you.

“What are you doing Paul,” you hummed, your eyes fluttering closed as he continued to nip at you.

He chuckled as he licked a stripe over his fang marks, pulling a gasp from your lips, “don’t be a hypocrite babe,” he purred, “you were all ready to take a chunk outta me earlier,” he reminded you, “I’m just returning the favor,” he whispered into your ear before nibbling at the lobe.

You hummed and smiled as he toyed with you, smearing blood from his lips onto your neck and ear. “You’re such a messy eater Paul,” you teased him, spinning out of his grip, “why don’t you clean yourself up first.”

He laughed, “worried about a little blood babe?” He asked, “c’mere and lick it off me sugar.”

You caved and walked into Paul’s awaiting arms, he caged you in his embrace as you placed your hands on either side of his face and licked his lips clean.

Once you were done, he shifted you till you were pressed up against the railing of the dock. He slid his tongue into your mouth and kissed you deeply. You snaked your hand into his hair, pulling at it lightly and prompting a moan to fall from his lips.

You smiled into the kiss as he kept you pinned where he wanted you.

“Paulie,” David sing-songed from the other end of the dock, “don’t forget to share,” he said smirking.

You pulled away from Paul to shift your gaze to the other boys as they began to walk towards you and the blond vampire currently attached to your neck.

David smirked as he stood by your side, stroking your hair as Paul sucked hickeys into your skin. Marko stood at your other side, his head cocked as he bit hit thumb. His eyes raked up and down your form as he watched Paul ravish you.

Dwayne came up behind David to stare at you as well. You squirmed a bit under his soulful and curious gaze.

The boys all watched you as Paul dug into your neck. Him you could handle, but with the all of them surrounding you, it was…intimidating.

“Can I help you?” You squeaked. You’d meant to sound sarcastic, but you came off nervous instead. David shot you his signature smirk as he continued to play with your hair. “We were actually thinking we could help you,” he whispered into your ear.

“Paul,” he barked, snapping. Paul groaned and rolled his eyes, but pulled away from your neck and passed you into Dwayne’s awaiting arms. Dwayne cradled your form against his chest and crossed his arms over you. He trailed kisses from your cheek down to your neck as he began to suck hickeys to match the ones Paul had given you on the other side.

You sucked in a breath as your brain went fuzzy with the feeling of Dwayne’s teeth on your skin. Where Paul had been passionate and eager, Dwayne was sensual and slow, almost as if he was savoring you.

David faced you, ignoring Dwayne as he spoke, “it must have been so lonely in your little coven of one,” he pouted at you as he stroked your cheek.

“For us,” he began, “feeding always satiates one appetite, but awakens another,” he raked his eyes up and down your body and you gasped as Dwayne hit an especially sensitive spot on you.

“We have each other of course,” David told you, “but it must have been so frustrating for you to spend all those nights on your own.” You blushed at his implications, furrowing your brow and looking down so you didn’t have to meet his eyes.

He tilted your chin upward until your gaze met his. “Why don’t you let us take care of you baby,” he whispered.

Your eyes widened, unsure of how to reply. “c’mon babeee,” Paul whined, “we could make you feel sooo good.”

David chuckled at Paul’s enthusiasm, “my boys are very well-trained,” he told you as Dwayne bit down on you for emphasis, causing another gasp to spring from your lips. “Why don’t you let us have you,” he proposed.

You turned your head to look at Dwayne, he pulled away from your neck to meet your gaze before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. You felt your eyes close as you returned it.

You pulled away after a bit to look at the other boys. David smirked at you, his fingers still twirling the ends of your hair, as if he already knew your answer.

Marko’s eyes were fixed on you in a lust filled stare, his teeth grinding into his thumb so hard you thought he’d bite straight through the leather of his glove.

Paul was practically begging you with his eyes. You could feel the desire radiating off him. His hands were shaking lightly, as if they couldn’t wait to be on you once more. His lip stuck out in a pout as his brow furrowed. There was no hiding how badly he wanted you as he bounced on his feet in anticipation. He was so wired you thought he might explode with need.

Dwayne lowered his lips to your ear, “we can be gentle if you’d like,” he told you softly, licking the shell of your ear when he finished speaking.

You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering closed as he kept you wrapped in his arms. “No need,” you assured him. He smiled at you.

“Dwayne,” David prompted, jerking his head to gesture toward Marko. Dwayne nodded and passed you to Marko, who picked you up and sat you on the dock’s railing.

Marko shrugged off your jacket and tore your shirt off, revealing your bare chest.

“You guys wanna do this right here?” You asked nervously. Marko gave you a devilish grin, “why wait to go all the way back to the cave babe? We want you now.” He said, his eyes flashing yellow.

“If you’re worried someone will see, don’t be,” David told you. “It’s too dark down here anyway, and if someone were to get an eyeful…well let’s just say they wouldn’t get far,” he grinned, before placing a hand on Dwayne’s shoulder. “Dwayne’s a growing boy,” he said.

“But if you’re not comfortable…” Dwayne offered, searching your face for signs you wanted to stop.

“No I’m fine, that makes sense,” you said as Marko stood between your legs and began to caress the sides of your hips gently, “I want this,” you breathed as you whimpered at Marko’s touches.

Marko leaned down to place soft kisses on your chest, licking and sucking the skin as he went. You moaned as he carressed you. You snaked a hand into his hair and stroked and pulled it as the boys watched the two of you.

As Marko kissed all over you, you trailed your other hand down his abdomen, before reaching down and palming him through his jeans.

He groaned as he pulled away to unbuckle his pants and free himself from his boxers for you.

You wrapped your hand around the length of him and began to stroke softly when something caught your eye.

Paul was biting his lip so hard you thought he’d rip it open, his hands were wrapped around himself in a tight hug, his cock straining in his pants as he watched you.

You smirked and beckoned him over, “don’t worry Paul,” you assured him, “I’ve got two hands.”

He moaned loudly as he raced to the side of you. Marko rolled his eyes but laughed at the sight of Paul struggling to rid himself of his pants as quickly as possible.

The other boys snickered too as they watched his face contort in pleasure as you wrapped a hand around his length as well.

You stroked the two chaos vamps up and down as you rubbed your thumb in circles around their tips. Marko purred softly at your touch, while Paul let out low moans and words of encouragement. You’d lost count of how many times he’d said, “yeah baby,” and “right there.”

You smiled softly as they both came undone in your hands. When he came down from his high, Paul pulled Marko from his place between your legs before picking you up from the railing and placing you down. He caged you in once again with an arm on either side you.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss and let out a growl. He took your lip between his teeth and pulled, making you moan.

“Your ours babe,” he growled, “we’re never lettin’ you go, not after that.”

You smiled back at him, leaning forward to peck his lips, “I’m not goin’ anywhere pretty boy,” you told him.

He groaned before sealing his mouth over yours once more and plunging his tongue past your lips to explore you.

The kiss was cut short as David pulled Paul away by his collar, he grasped for you as he squirmed in David’s grip.

“Paul,” David spoke firmly, “you had a turn, now be a good boy and watch,” he ordered, flinging Paul towards Marko.

Paul fumed from the sidelines as Dwayne came up to you.

You blushed, Dwayne’s mysterious and imposing demeanor made you nervous.

“Hi,” you said meekly as you stared up at him. “Hi,” he said back to you, bending down to place a kiss to your forehead.

His treatment made butterflies bloom in your stomach.

“Turn around for me?” He asked.

“Ok,” you whimpered.

You turned to face the ocean as Dwayne wrapped his arms around your middle and nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck. He reached around you pull off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely bare. You blushed as you were totally exposed before him.

You didn’t have long to dwell on your shyness, as you felt him prodding at you from behind. You gasped as you felt the size of him, he was definitely bigger than the other boys.

“Is this ok?” He asked you, concern and gentleness present in his voice.

You smiled at his care for you, “yes,” you told him, “yes it’s ok.”

He leaned down till his lips were against the shell of your ear, “You can call me daddy if you want,” he whispered, causing a flush to rise to your cheeks. “They all do,” he told you as he gestured towards the other boys.

“You can fuck me now daddy,” you breathed as you grinded against him.

He smirked as he pushed into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size, but you still sucked in a sharp breath at the intrusion.

As he rocked back and forth into you, soft moans fell from your mouth, he caressed the deepest parts of you with every stroke.

The other boys looked on with lust filled eyes, taking themselves into their hands as they watched Dwayne turn you into a pile of moans and whimpers.

After awhile Dwayne spilled into you, prompting your own climax as well.

You turned over and rested against the railing on shaking legs as he slipped off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders.

He picked you up in his arms and held you against his chest. Marko and Paul grabbed your clothes from where they were scattered on the dock.

You shot David a confused look as Dwayne carried you, “what about you?” You asked him.

He smirked, “you wanna take care of me baby?” That’s sweet,” he teased. “Trust me babe, I’ll get a taste of you too, but you’ll wanna be lying down for that,” he told you laughing.

Your eyes widened as you breath caught in your throat as you pictured what was yet to come. Daytime was hours away, and you knew that eternity with the boys would give you many more nights of passion, just like this one.

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Taglist❤️ (comment to be added):

@solobagginses @misslavenderlady @pixielostboy @ghoulgeousimmaculate @anna1306 @6lostgirl6 @its-freaking-bats @heyriojude

[luv4fandoms]

Knight in shining armor (Marko x Fem!Reader)

I found the first part of this in my notes and decided to finally finish it lol.

Pairing: Marko x Fem! Reader

Word count: 2,776

Warnings: PURE SMUT!!! MINORS DNI

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

Ko-Fi

"Hurry up already" Marko huffed, arms outstretched along the back of the couch as he stared down at you, his legs spread with you in between them, hands gliding up his jean and leather covered thighs while you pressed kisses to his clothed bulge.

"Now why would I do that? You love to tease me" you told him as you grabbed him through his pants, earning a hiss from the blonde.

"Keep it up and you won't be able to walk by the end of the night" he warned, which only brought a smirk to your lips.

"Is that a threat of a promise?" You asked, keeping eye contact as you licked over the bulge, earning a deep growl from him.

"Babe" he dragged out through clenched teeth.

"You're no fun" you giggled, reaching up to unbutton and unzip his pants, his eyes never leaving you while you gently pulled down his pants enough to release him. Marko rarely wore underwear, and sometimes you wondered if they all decided to forgo the article of clothing, or if he just hated them, either way, it always made this sort of thing easier.

Giving him an experimental stroke you heard him hiss again, eyes closing as you ran your thumb over the tip, collecting the pre-cum that beaded out. Leaning forward to lick over the slit while you ran your hand down to his base he groaned at the contact, pleasure beginning to wash over his tense form. This was what you were hoping for, to get him to finally relax after last night.

It started out as a typical night at the boardwalk, the boys had gone off to hunt and you had decided to simply walk around until they returned, something you had done plenty of times. Each time Marko would tell you to be safe, and if you needed anything to run towards the beach and he would come find you. You had been minding your own business, eating an ice cream as you walked around and enjoyed the music and current festival that was happening, but of course, that came to an end when the surf Nazis showed up. You were used to them by now, having encountered them plenty of times with the boys, but they seemed to have sought you out like sharks with blood when they saw that you were alone.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” You heard the one speak, and you didn't even have to turn from the vendor stall to see the smirk on his lips, his tone making your skin crawl.

“Piss off” you stated, going back to looking at the patches, trying to find ones that Marko would like.

“Well that's not very nice, your little boyfriends didn't teach you any manners?” Another one asked, you simply rolled your eyes and paid for the few patches you found, shoving them in your bag before beginning to walk away, you hadn't gotten three steps when a hand grabbed your arm.

“Now come on, we just wanna talk” you finally turned towards the, what you now realized, were three men, and gave them your best death glare before snatching your arm out of his grip.

“Well I don't, so piss.off” you replied, turning and walking away. You thought maybe they had gotten the hint since they didn't grab you again…but of course, you were wrong, you could hear the insults they were throwing even from as far back as they were, and when you glanced over your shoulder, you realized they were pushing past people to get to you. Quickening your speed you began to weave in and out of the crowd hoping that you wouldn't have to take off towards the beach and interrupt Marko's hunt…Though they would just make meals out of the three clowns chasing you. You turned a corner and quickly ran into something rather immobile, or rather, someone. Looking up from where you now sat on the ground you realized it was a man, around your age, medium length black hair and the most friendly eyes, from the look of his clothes he wasn't from Santa Carla, just another tourist who you had sadly been brought into your mess as you heard the voices grow louder.

“Are you ok? Didn't mean to run into you” he smiled, offering you his hand that you gladly took.

“Yeah, sorry I was-” you were cut off as the three you had been running from rounded the corner, coming to a halt upon seeing you.

“There you are you little bitch” the one sneered.

“Friends?” The guy asked as he pulled you closer.

“Ha, they wish”

“You don't need to be involved, just hand over the little whore and we'll be good” the second one stated, but the guy gently pushed you behind him.

“I think I'll pass on doing that, sorry” he told them, which only angered them more.

“You wanna fuckin die dude? Just run along and let us have her, we ain't got any beef with you” the third one snapped. The guy looked back at you, your eyes meeting for a moment before he turned back to them.

“Or you all could fuck off” he shrugged, and that seemed to be the final straw as the guys jumped at him, he quickly pushed you aside, causing you to slightly catch yourself on the wall, the brick scraping your arm and causing a small amount of blood to bead up. You watched with wide eyes as the man easily beat up all three guys with moves you had only seen in martial art movies, it honestly made you stare in awe at the man, who was now staring down at three groaning surf Nazis.

“Are you ok?” He asked, meeting your eyes before seeing the small amount of blood on your arm.

“Shit I'm sorry” he apologized, quickly grabbing a tissue out of his pocket and going to press it to your wound, when a hand grabbed his wrist…A gloved hand you knew all too well.

“Touch her and die” Marko all but growled as he stared the man down, you knew even though the man was taller than him, Marko was far more deadly.

“I'm sorry?” The man questioned.

“Marko baby, it's ok, he helped me” you tried to reassure your boyfriend, who immediately looked down at your arm.

“Yeah, looks like it”

“It was an accident, he pushed me out of the way” Marko's eyes left the man and looked down at the three groaning men.

“Why didn't you come get me?”

“I didn't want to be a burden” the look he gave you after that sentence was both of annoyance, and hurt.

“It's ok though, I'm fine” you tried to reassure him, putting your hand on his which still held the man's wrist, you felt his grip slowly loosen enough for the man's wrist to fall.

“Thanks to your knight in shining armor” he muttered, but you caught it, caught the tone, the hurt that lingered on his words.

He has been in that mood since then, but you'd be damned if you let him stay in it for another night. He was your boyfriend, your mate, the only one you wanted…And you were going to make that known. So you had coerced him onto the couch with kisses, and were determined to right a wrong in his mind.

“Fuck” he sighed, one hand reaching down to thread through your hair, the other now gripping the back of the couch. Your hands pulled his pants lower, allowing him to spread his legs wider as you took more of him in, a low, almost purr sounding in the back of his throat as his hips lifted slightly.

“all of it” he groaned, and you looked up at him through your lashes, eyes meeting his, noticing his pupils were already blown wide.

“Take all of it” he panted, other hand reaching down to grip your hair, guiding your head down further, you had only done this a handful of times, but you knew how much he liked it, so with a deep breath you relaxed your throat, allowing him deeper.

“That's it” he sighed, head falling forward to watch you.

“Good girl” he groaned, letting you just sit there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of your hot throat flexing around him before he slowly pulled you back up, allowing you to take a breath before he guided you back down. After the fifth time you gently grabbed his hands and put them on the couch, letting him fall out of your mouth before grabbing him and stroking.

“thought this was supposed to be about me” he tried to joke but it ended in a hiss and you leaned down and sucked for a moment.

“It is” you replied once you let him go, mouth leaving him but hand never stopping.

“But I have to breathe,” you joked. Watching has his eyes slowly opened, looking down at you with an unreadable gaze for a moment before he spoke.

“Bet you'd choke for your knight in shining armor” he muttered, and there it was, what was still putting him in a bad mood-when you had been in danger, he wasn't the one who saved you. You rolled your eyes and lowered your head, his own falling back on the couch as he figured you were going to take him back into your mouth, what he wasn't expecting was feeling your teeth sinking into his thigh. A started shout/groan fell from his lips as his hand shot back into your hand, unsure if he wanted to pull you off or beg you to do it again.

“Cazzo! (Fuck!)” He quickly looked down, eyes meeting yours as you licked over the wound, watching as his cock twitched near your cheek.

“Wanna say something stupid like that again?” you asked, kissing up the side of his cock before taking him in again, bobbing your head as you listened to him try to form words, you had never bit him before, but from the looks of it, you'd have to start.

“I s-said” he groaned, hating that he stuttered, but fuck! You had never done something like that before, and now you were going at him, your head bobbing quickly, you hands rubbing what you weren't taking in…Fuck why was he upset again?

“Divieto di sosta (do not stop)” he groaned, body leaning forward, both of his hands resting on your head now, not trying to move you but trying to anchor himself. You grabbed the top of his jeans which rested at his knees and pulled them down to his ankles, before letting him fall out of your mouth and kissing along his thighs, he groaned at the loss but waited to see what you would do. You started at his knee, slowly kissing upwards as you spoke.

“if you ever, for a moment” you started, only stopping to bite into his flesh again, earning another groan, his hand tightening in your hair while you moved over to his other leg, kissing upwards.

“think that I would want someone else” you bit down again.

“Cazzo! Dio sì (Fuck! God yes)”

“Then you” you bit near his hip bone, watching as his hips shot up, chasing the feeling.

“Are very much” you bit near his other hip bone, listening as his groans became murmurs of Italian.

“An idiot” you ended, leaving the last bite on his stomach, a place you knew was sensitive, and a place where everyone would be able to see it, and maybe that was what set him off, the thought of you marking him, or maybe he had just had it, but quickly you were eye level with him-his hand gripping the back of your head, fist tangled in your hair.

“cazzo ingoiami, o ti spezzerò (fucking swallow me, or I will break you)” he growled, eyes gaining a bit of a goldish hue as he looked at you, his body lightly shaking as he gripped the couch with his other hand.

“promessa o minaccia?(promise or threat?)” You asked, watching as his eyes widened for a moment, you had never spoken Italian before, never had told him you were even learning it since you wanted to surprise him, you quickly leaned in a stole a kiss while he was in his shocked state before falling back to your knees, you mouth swallowing him down before he could say anything else, though what did tumble out of his mouth was nothing but sighed and groaned Italian as he leaned back again and let you work, you could tell he was starting to get close though when his hips began to buck upwards more often, and his hand tightened in your hair again.

“Più veloce (faster)” he panted, eyes opening to look down at you, you doubled your efforts, tongue running along the underside before you flicked it over the slit which now steadily leaked precum.

“proprio così (just like that)” he groaned, struggling to keep his eyes on you as you worked, he watched your hand leave him, instead reaching down and cupping his balls, he groaned at the feeling, his end coming closer at your touch.

“brava ragazza-cazzo, così buono (good girl-fuck, so good)” he moaned, his body beginning to lean forward, wanting to get closer to your touch.

“Divieto di sosta (do not stop)”he panted again, feeling himself rushing towards his peak, all he would need would be a little more, a little more of your hot mouth swallowing him down, your hands cupping him, stroking him. The sounds of you slurping the mixture of his cum and your own saliva that ran down his length as you worked, it was all music to his ears and he could feel himself starting to tense, his boots digging into the stone floor of the cave…When your nails scratched down his legs, digging into them he lost it.

“CAZZO!” He all but screamed, eyes rolling back as both of his fists locked into your hair, holding your head down as he came. Luckily you had done this before and knew what to expect, Marko always liked to make sure you got every last drop, but from how he was slightly shaking and the look on his face, eyes rolled back and mouth opened in a silent moan, you think this may be because of a new reason.

His hips lifted off of the couch in shallow thrusts, soft gunts and whispered “cazzo”s fell from his lips as his body slowly came down from its high. You felt his grip loosen before his hands left your hair, falling beside him on the couch. You quickly pulled off of him, swallowing what you could and wiping off the rest before you gently straddled his lap, being careful of him in case he was a bit sensitive, though knowing Marko he would probably enjoy it. You gently kissed his neck, cheeks, before landing on his lips, smiling when you felt him kiss back, hands coming up to lightly hold your waist. When you broke apart your eyes once again met hazel, and you smiled at your boyfriend.

“ti amo (I love you)” you whispered, watching as the smile spread across his own lips.

“Anch'io ti amo. per l'eternità (I love you too. For eternity)” he whispered, hand coming up to cup your cheek and pull you back in for another kiss, a kiss that turned into a slow make out session. When the two of you finally broke apart you cupped his cheeks in your hands and looked at him.

“Now, no more foolishness ok? You're my knight in shining armor, no one else, got it” you told him, watching as he looked away for a moment before looking back at you and nodding.

“Fine, but the next guy that tries to play that role…I'm killing” he told you, shutting you up with a kiss before you could protest.

“Now, in the meantime” he started, grabbing your thighs and standing up, causing you to let out a shout and wrap your legs around his waist. He quickly toed off his boots and kicked off his pants before he headed towards your shared nest.

“You started something you need to finish” he explained, and when you gave him a confused look he simply smirked.

“You marked me, it's only fair I return the favor, and besides, I need to show you how I truly speak my mother tongue,” he replied, tossing you onto the mattress…you were in for a long night.

There it is! I hope everyone enjoys it lol.

Also the guy who helps her I pictured looking like

[sweets4dolls]

content. paul + fem!reader. smut. kinda lovesick!paul. somno. not proofread. just thinking.

all credits of the characterization of this man goes to the lovely @iovesia, and the movie, but mainly iovesia <3. seriously, go check out her fics, absolutely ATE. xoxo, sweetling

just thinking about how doting and adoring paul would be with you, his soft n silly little human. he'd be all over you as he messes with locks of your hair and presses kisses all over your face absentmindedly as he had you curled up in his lap.

he, quite literally, just can't control himself, he just needs to reach out and touch you soft skin, because you're just that pretty of a pet.

so its really your fault that he's getting a boner in his boxers, if only you weren't so cute;(. and its not helping that your lively legs are squirming all over his lap as you twist and turn adorably, trying to get comfortable as his hand rubs up and down the side of your thigh.

he just can't help but slide his hand under your skirt, cupping your clothed sex and applying pressure to your cunt as you slumber all peacefully, head lolled and resting against his chest.

eventually, you wake up to the feeling of paul's fingers stuffed deep in your cunt, curling about making you mewl as you blinked your wide dewey eyes, pupils lightly passing over his face as he coos down at you.

"aww, you awake now sweetheart?" says all sweetly as his fingers pump in and out of your pussy, coated in your slick as he works your cunt closer to an orgasm.

"p-paul," you whine, all disoriented and sleepy as the sensations from his fingers swiping at your clit overwhelm you, the feeling of his big hand pawing at your warm cunt sending your pretty little head spiraling as he whispers in your ears, telling you to cum for him.

hearing his voice say those words was all you needed, fragile body tensing as you gush around his fingers and onto his hand, a damp spot on his pants forming from your fluids. automatically, he brings his hand up to his lips, licking his fingers clean of your juices with a dopey smile on his face.

and you best believe that you're going for more rounds than you can count. he wants you broken from how many times he makes your pretty pussy come for him.

[bella-goths-wife]

Kinktober day 2- predator play

David x reader

Warnings: predator play, hunting of reader, agreed upon consent beforehand, biting/drinking of blood, vaginal sex, no foreplay, rough sex, sex in the woods. Please let me know if I missed anything :)

Content: David plays hide and seek with his girl in the woods

This is a standalone fic for Kinktober and has absolutely nothing to do with my lost boys daughter fics!

Minors do not interact

The sound of your feet hitting the floor is the only thing you can hear in the silent, dark woods that currently surrounded you.

The only other sound would be the occasional sound of a broken twig or the movement of the tree branches that was meant to be disguised as the wind blowing, but you knew it was him.

You felt his eyes burning into your panting figure as your lungs burn for a break from your constant running, but you could feel him getting closer.

His presence always made the hairs on the back of your neck rise up in what could be fear or anticipation. His mere existence was electrifying to your body as it struggles to decide wether to run away like scared prey or drop to your knees like an obedient pet.

You lean against a tree as you struggle to catch your breath, all while your eyes dart around in an effort to spot David before he could realise how vulnerable you are right now.

A twig snaps to the left of you and your head snaps in the direction only to hold your flashlight up and see nothing but trees and fallen leaves.

The bush to the right of you then rustles suspiciously which shocks you enough to drop your flashlight and it rolls away from you as you subconsciously press yourself closer into the tree behind you, almost expectingly.

There is a moment of silence as you watch the small part of the woods that is alight from your flashlight as fear trickles it’s way into your veins and arousal gathers in your panties.

You hear a deep chuckle and your head swivels in all directions as you scramble to pick up your flashlight but you again see nothing, until you feel something drip on your forehead.

You bring your fingertips to your forehead to touch the unknown substance before bribing them back down to see them painted crimson with what you assume is your blood from where David had previously bitten into you before realising you into the woods with only one command, to run as fast as you could.

You gulp in fear and in anticipation and you slowly look up while shining your flashlight above you, only for your eyes to meet his yellow, vampiric stare while he floats upside down above you.

“Boo” he says with a chuckle as you scream but he silenced you quickly with a large palm covering your mouth.

David jumps down from his floating position above you before manipulating himself into pinning you to the rough tree bark.

“You put up a good fight doll face” David compliments cruelly as he stares at you like a hungry lion looks at a fragile gazelle “but now your mine”

You whimper behind his palm as his words cause a burst of arousal to build up within you. He only lets out a chuckle in response as he settles himself between your legs, grinding his evident erection into your heated core.

“No panties?” David remarks as he flashes a smug smile at you “so eager for me doll”

“Please” you beg weakly as he undoes his belt and releases himself before he lifts up your skirt to reveal your bare cunt to his hungry gaze

“Begging already baby?” David teases with a grin as his fingers ghost over your bare core but he refuses to offer you the pleasure of applying pressure “I thought you have more fight in you”

The tip of his erect Cock prods at your soaked entrance while one of his hands takes your wrists in his grip and holds them above you and his other hand grabs your waist and harshly pushes your fragile, human body into the tree.

“Chasing after you worked up my appetite” David says with a grin as he enters your with a grunt and you let out a loud moan “and your looking delicious right now love”

David sets a harsh pace as his hips thrust into yours and you feel his deliciously long Cock ram into your most sensitive spots, he was being brutal and you moaned like a whore for every moment of it.

While you moaned and cried at the feeling of being torn in two by his monstrously thick length, david put his mouth to your neck and you felt his sharp fangs pierce your delicate skin.

“David” you cried out as your hips buck against his and you delight in the feeling of this god of a man draining you of blood all while he fucks the life out of you.

“Thought you could get away” David scoffs against your neck as he bites a fresh set of markings into your skin to drink from while he pistons himself inside of you mercilessly “your mine doll, all fuckin’ mine”

David kisses your lips and you receive a mouthful of your own coppery blood. Your lips stain crimson and David can’t help but groan in pleasure of the sight of his girl, his prey, savouring her own blood while he plays with your body.

“My fuckin’ prey” David grunts as his rough speed increases and you feel like you could scream at the delicious burn that accompanies the pleasure that almost blinds you “I’ll hunt you until the ends of time doll”

The hand that was gripping your waist moves to instead circling your sensitive clit sloppily to match his rough pace. You cry out at the feeling as the coil inside you tightens around him.

“Gonna cum?” David asks mockingly as his bruising grip on your wrists increases, a sign that he was close

“Yes” you cry out with an eager nod to prove your desperation “please let me cum David”

“Do it, pet” David commands firmly as the finger that stimulates your clit speeds up steadily “cum for me”

You kiss him desperately as your hips buck up against him and you feel yourself let go as white, hot pleasure fills your body and you twitch and squirm in his grip while you soak his dick.

David cums moments later as his hot seed fills you sinfully while he enjoys the sight of you bleeding, out of breath and with a fucked out expression that he adored.

He licks the falling blood from your neck as he pulls out gently before picking you up bridal style and holds you close to his chest, knowing you’d struggle to walk back to the cave.

“Good girl” he whispers to your half conscious state as he lays a gentle kiss to your forehead

You were always going to be hunted by him, and then cherished.

[dwaynedelight]

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Rip & Tear

Dwayne (the lost boys) x female (human) reader

Warnings: SMUT!! 18+ readers only! Breed kink, choking, blood play(?), unprotected sex, masturbation, daddy kink, p n v sex.

Minors DNI

Summary: Dwayne has his first rut.

Word Count: 2,407

Authors Note: Dwayne uses name “princesa” spanish for princess, sorry I had to have my fun;)

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Marko and Paul pranced around the cave howling with pure adrenaline, psyched for the hunt. Dwayne's eyes rolled back, annoyed. "What's wrong Dwayne, not in the mood for a little hunt?" David asked. No, he was not in the mood, he thought. His head was pounding, the last thing he wanted to do right now was chase after some ignorant human. He ignored David's questions protesting as he turned his back, he would much rather like to stay in his bed with you all night. Much to his luck, Marko had forced him out of the bed with a promise of never asking again, and you suggested it'd be a "good idea" sure it would.

Dwayne lived for hunts he was always eager to start, but after the first kill of the night, it became apparent to Dwayne that he was not getting any better. Sharp pains coursed through his body, making it hard to even walk. He didn't utter a single word to his brothers, quietly suffering and too embarrassed to tell them what was going on. Even when Paul asked why he was leaving them he lied saying his target had caught his trail and they were heading back out to the beach.

He secretly made his way back to the cave leaving his brothers behind. He had never felt physical pain, as an immortal his body didn't work that way. Maybe something was wrong with him. Dwayne groaned feeling another sharp cramp. He tore the heavy black leather jacket off him clumsily stumbling around the cave, knocking into David's wheelchair as he made his way through. He groaned head spinning as he reached his room, he slumped weakly against the bed, leaning his head back as another sharp pain hit his chest. He hissed through his fangs, squinting his bright red eyes in pain. Dwayne gasped as his cock strained against his denim, twitching as his hips bucked. He felt like an animal in heat, the air became hot and humid, so much so he could barely breathe. "Fuck" he grunted, grasping a hand around his bulge. Dwayne’s eyes squeezed shut, hips bucking wildly against his clawed hand. Through the midst of this, all he could think about was you, the sweet scent of your pheromones invaded his nose, and pleasure struck through him as he bucked against his hips again. You were close by. His voice caught in his throat, he wanted to yell out for you.

He clung onto the bed as he pushed himself up, his hands shaking angrily trying to get his pants off. He pushed the hem down, enough to free his cock. His thick shaft glistened with replete amounts of pre cum, red and swollen around his hand, veins pounding as he eagerly pumped away. His left hand clung to the wall for support. Hips bucking up to meet his pumps as he groaned and muttered curses under his breath. Your face was burned into his thoughts, he groaned again, eager to release his frustration. He moaned your name in between his strides, the thought of your tight cunt taking his seed bringing him closer to the edge. His cock twitched, shooting strings of cum across his abdomen.

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As soon as Dwayne and the boys had left, you prepared your bath. You could finally be alone tonight you thought, you quietly hummed a song carefully watching as the tub filled. You sank into the warm bath, smiling as you felt the warmth caress your skin. Your eyes shut as you lay still enjoying the silence and privacy. You lathered up the shampoo in your hands before messaging it into your scalp, in awe as the sweet scent of strawberries and cream hit your nostrils. The boys always liked to tease the smell of the shampoo even though Paul would steal it occasionally to wash his hair. He'd never admit it but when he started smelling like strawberries and your bottle ran low, all your money was on him. Dwayne felt so bad he got you almost a year's worth of it, claiming he loved the smell.

You washed off your body, almost done with your bath before you heard a noise coming from your room, the boys were never back this early but you assumed they had stopped by to clean up. Quickly, you wrapped your body in your silk robe in case one of the boys came to the bathroom. The cave was silent only the sound of your heart beating as you walked out of the bathroom calling out for your boyfriend. "Dwayne are you back" you called growing worried. You searched around before calling out again "Dwayne?" a loud commotion came from your room followed by the sound of glass shattering across the floor, you rushed over frantically. "Dwayne!" you cried out, you froze holding out your hand to cover your mouth from the sight. Dwayne stood there on the bed with only a bed sheet covering his torso, he leaned against the frame looking like absolute hell. His eyes were glowing bright red, fangs sticking out viscously as he panted, his hair stuck to his drenched skin. He didn't say a word, he just stared at you with fiery eyes, eyeing you like a piece of meat. Your voice caught in your throat, you'd never seen him like this, had something happened during the hunt?

"Dwa- Dwayne. Are you okay?"

Maybe that wasn't the correct thing to ask, but you didn't like the silence. His eyes scanned you, up and down, lips parting as he licked them quickly before they curled up into a sinister smile. Your heart palpitated as you approached the bed cautiously. "What's wrong" You grew worried, reaching out your clammy hand to tap his shoulder.

His skin was hot to the touch, sticky with sweat, was it a fever? he hadn't mouthed a single word. He watched carefully like a predator, you felt in danger something you never felt with Dwayne. He growled as his hips shot up slightly, his cock straining up against the sheet. Your eyes widened, what the hell was going on? You sat next to Dwayne worried, you couldn't imagine what he was going through right now."Dwayne-" you spoke again. He shot up with a deep and low growl, a wide smile grew across his pearly sharp teeth. "You have no idea-" his voice croaked, growing shallow as he crawled closer to you. "How much i’ve missed you" The words slipped out his mouth so smoothly, enticing you.

He yanked the sheet off him as he crawled over you, trapping your body beneath him. A look of pure shock slapped on your face, your eyes shot straight to his pulsating cock. The sight had your thighs shut tightly together, the ache between your legs growing hungry. Your breath caught as his lips drew closer to yours. "fuck- you smell delicious" he groaned, salivating over the natural scent your pheromones exuded.  Dwayne's nose slowly dragged across your neck, taking in the aroma. "Dwayne-" you muttered, his arm reaching over your belly, seizing the ribbon that tied your robe. The move made you shiver, nipples hardening as the cold air hit you. Dwayne groaned in pleasure at the sight, "I'm gonna rip you apart-" He purred. His weathered hands slithered around your neck, gripping it tight. "D- Dway-" You choked, clawing at his arm in an attempt to release yourself from the pressure. He smiled menacingly, enjoying the sight of you squirming right under his tight grip. "Don't worry sweetheart, I won't do anything you don't like" He smirked, letting you free from his grasp. You gasped for air, clutching your neck while desperately trying to catch your breath. He stopped you, locking your hands with his in a tight grasp above your head. "Stop that, you're not making this any easier-" He purred low against your ear "I know exactly what you need" his nose trailed behind your ear, taking in your scent again before licking at the bruise he'd made. Your stomach churned as he sucked your neck, you knew what was coming. Before you could even comprehend it his fangs pierced through your silk skin, pain shocked through your body. You squirmed, whimpering in pain once you felt his canines sink deep into the flesh. Even after feeling this pain so many times, you never grew used to it. You tried your best not to cry but the tears dwelled in your eyes. A deep growl echoed against your neck, Dwayne sucked the mark leaving you lightheaded the more blood he drew. "D-Dwayne" you slurred becoming drowsy, a sign that meant it was time for him to stop. Dwayne pulled away hovering over you, with hot huffs of his breath fanning over you. Blood dripped down from his lips to his chin, he smiled licking that last of the crimson liquid from his teeth "You taste so good".

Your eyes shut in an attempt to avoid his primal stare. The look of his vicious state didn't fail to turn you on, it should have scared you but it didn't, and you didn't want him to know.

"I know, just how much you ache for me, your not very good at hiding it-" he paused "I can smell your arousal" Your eyebrows furrowed with pure shock. Before you could manage to mouth a word Dwayne's mouth wrapped around your bare chest, licking harshly at your peaks. Loud moans escaped your plush lips as slick pooled down your legs. He bit down, shooting pain, pleasure, and ache straight to your core. "Dwayne-" you cried out. He muffled a groan in response, his hot tongue perpetually flicking against your sensitive flesh. "Oh- my-" you whimpered. His heavy veined hands clung to the back of your thighs, spreading them open. Dwayne's hips rolled against yours eagerly pushing his cock against your crotch. "Fuck-" his breath grew shallow, panting like a rabid animal. "You're so- fuckk-" he grunted again, burying his face in your neck, bucking his hips once more. The wet spot between your legs only growing. "You're so wet" He moaned, sweat beads dripping from his body, he couldn't take it anymore his shaft pulsated in pain as it probed your sensitive hole. "Pl- Plea~" You moaned, your throbbing core pitifully clenching around nothing. "Please what darling" he groaned "Tell me~ tell me what you want and I'll give it to you" He whispered against your ear. "I- I need you" You managed to blurt. He purred "Say it, tell Daddy what he wants to hear" 

your lips parted "Daddy please~ ... fuck me" 

His lips curled into a smile kissing your lips

"See how easy that was" he whispered.

To Dwayne, you looked like an angel, a poor innocent soul caught under his sinister grip nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. Your innocence corrupting right under him, he liked that very much. He snarled, thrusting his cock slowly inside you. Your doe eyes rolled back into your skull, as ecstasy shocked through your veins in waves. "Oh~ Daddy" your lips quivered. His cock stretched your cunt vulgarly, slipping in between sticky coats of your juices. He made a deep slow thrust, giving you time to adjust. Embracing every nerve embellished in your walls that welcomed him in." Feels so good- doesn't it?" his breath grew shallow, picking up his pace slightly while you muttered a soft 'yes' against the nape of his neck. "You feel so good around me~" he grunted hingeing his hips against yours. He watched you intently, dark eyes full of pride as the ecstasy cascaded over your small frame with each slow thrust he made.

Your hands clutched his hair, pulling lightly as he buried his face sweaty face into your neck. The light gasps that flowed through your lips soon turned into high-pitched moans, driving Dwayne over the edge.

"I'm gonna bury my fucking seed deep inside you, fuck~ ahh that's what you want don't you" he took a deep long thrust into your core. Leaving you a mumbling mess, he had made a promise to breed you and he intended on fulfilling it. You managed to cry out a "Yes"

"Yes...you'll be the best daddy"

"Fuck~ yes I will!" he grunted

He placed his large hand over your belly pressing against the bulge he made. "feel that princesa that's me- and I'm gonna fill you up so good~ till you make me a daddy" he pressed down hard on your belly again, pumping up into you merciless. Moans and whimpers tumbled from your lips, the only words coherent enough being "yes" and "please" Tears stung in your eyes at the pressure, your walls tightening around him. He growled, rolling his cock deep inside you.

"My~ oh" you mewled, feeling his tip hit your cervix as he pumped into you depravedly.  "Fuck~ feel daddy's dick against your cervix, Princesa?" His eyes fixated on you, your lips quivered as your eyes fluttered shut. Dwayne smirked "Oh yeah you do"

Your nails dug deeper into his back, leaving marks behind.  Lewd noises filled the cave as Dwayne took you raw and rough. You never failed to impress him with how well you took him, you were so tight even after endless hours of fucking you relentlessly.

His body was hungry for more, never satisfied. He panted overheated, completely jackhammering into you. Tears streamed down your face, overstimulated in every sense imaginable. Your head became heavy, shaking along with each vicious thrust that shook your body against the bed. "P-Ple~" you shrieked, unable to even speak the words. It seemed like he had never fucked you so hungrily, something completely snapped inside him. He was a lust-hungry animal. "C'mon baby come for me again" He grew almost angry, almost frustrated completely stuffing you full. Brutally bruising your cervix with every stroke, and that's what broke you. You gripped his vast shoulders, releasing a pornographic moan as your walls compressed around his throbbing cock. Your body quivered uncontrollably with your orgasm "Fuck~ Princesa" he huffed. Dwayne's cock twitched, trembling against your hot walls. His rocking hips slowed, shooting his hot load deep inside your womb. He grunted, body finally relaxing as he spurted the last of his seed even deeper.

“I hope you know Im far from done with you.” He smirked.

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Fuck, this took me forever! It sure was lots of fun though;)

[skxllz]

category ❚ blurb

warnings ❚ nsfw, descriptive v! smut. fem! reader, fem! pet name usage.

summary ❚ unnecessary.

date posted ❚ 6. 22. 23.

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“ so wet.. so fucking wet.. ”

paul panted as he continuously thrusted upwards into you. the sound of his heavy balls slapping against the underside of your ass echoed loudly, as well as your practical cries that filled the cave.

“ ‘m gonna’ cum again, paulie! ” you riddled out in a messy mix between a pant and a sob. voice shaky, lips quivering, spit dribbling down the side of your mouth.

you were soaked to the fucking t, your slick coating his dick entirely, leaving it so shiny and wet. you're so dripping that even the cream that left you couldn't keep a firm hold and ended up washing away entirely.

“ that's it, angel, ” paul panted, gripping your hips harder. you were facing away from him, on his lap, so he had a nice view of your ass as it drummed upwards. skin jiggling so god-likely. “ cum fer’me, baby. be my good girl, ” his claws dug down into your hip bones, creating small crescents as blood droplets surfaced. “ - shit! be my good girl and cum for me, honey. ” he was so fucking pussy drunk.

whimpering, hands placing over his own, you felt as the veins over the top of his wrists began to bulge out from how hard he was slamming into you. his fat cock head was basically brushing your curvix and drilling into your fucking womb.

“ shit, shit, shit! ” you chanted, tears leaving your eyes each time he rhythmically entered you again. “ I'm cumming! fuck, I'm cumming! ” you sobbed out loudly, feeling as your walls tightened around him.

just as that happened, paul let out a ferocious grunt and stilled; dick trusted into you deeply, hips positioned in an upwards angle with his ass lifted off the bed. his balls tightly pressed in between the space that cradled your opening and behind, letting you feel the pulsating bursts that jolted through him as he emptied his load into your cunt.

the whole time, you gripped his hands, all while letting out hiccuping gasps of bliss.

[littlesunshine1223]

Hey you should totally write some fluffy/smutty head cannons for Marko and Dwayne plz

TLB Dwayne and Marko Headcanons

(CONTENT WARNING: the following content contains things such as feral vampires, blood, biting, smut, etc… Viewer Discretion Is Adviced)

Dwayne

SFW

- He’ll cuddle you after a long day and listen to you rant

- Laddie thinks of you as his new parent too and started calling you mama/papa

- sometimes when you’re both bored the two of you will make beaded bracelets for the others

- he loves to wrap his jacket around you whenever he knows you’re getting cold

- if you bring him gifts or do sweet gestures for him he’ll get flustered

- he buys/“barrows” anything you like from the boardwalk and any of your favorite foods

- whenever you’re around him he lets his walls down and will let his silly side show

- he loves tilting your chin up to look at him before he kisses you

- if you braid his hair then he’ll love you 100 times more then he already does

- You and him sneak into the movies all the time for date nights and sometimes the two of you bring Laddie along (like a happy family)

NSFW

- he’s a dom 100%

- he can be whatever you want him to be in bed, you want him to be rough then he’ll be rough and if you want him to be gentle then he’ll make the sweetest love to you

- he loves to cover you in hickeys, bites, and just any marks that he can still see for a couple days just because he loves the reminder of what the two of you did

- when he bites and ends up drawing blood from you he goes absolutely feral but he will listen if you tell him not to drink anymore

- if he’s worked up and you tease him then he’ll drag you off away from the others and bend you over the nearest surface when the two of you get privacy

- want him to make some pretty noises for you? Ride him and pinch his nipples or leave marks all over him

- wanna get him all hot and bothered? Bend him over something or grab his hips then tell him all the things you want him to do to you

- he’s really sensitive around his ribs so if you manage to be in charge and leave a few kisses there then he’ll whimper and beg for you

- if he’s in one of his feral ruts be prepared to wake up the next morning covered in love bites, unable to move properly, and him sleeping peacefully next to you

- if you’re in charge for the night then he’ll act a little bratty and try to hold back his noises of pleasure and he becomes really sassy

Marko

SFW

- his pigeons will start to flock around you whenever he’s busy somewhere else in the cave or wrestling around with Paul to settle an argument or just goofing around

- he will snuggle up to you and refuse to move if he knows you’re feeling sad or upset

- if you want a certain food from the boardwalk then he always magically has it with him

- if you give him a pin then he’ll draw on your arm, it helps him calm down if he’s upset too

- every time the two of you cuddle he will always want to use your chest as his pillow

- he’ll find the most random thing and bring it to you as a gift (bottle caps, pop tabs, shiny things, a spray painted brick he ripped out of the wall of a random building)

- if you’re tired he’ll let you lay on top of him on the couch and won’t let you up until after you’ve had a nap

- kisses with him are either really sweet and gentle or deep and rough there’s no in between

- if you’re cold he will bring you whatever you want to keep warm and if you want his jacket he’ll tell you to just be easy with the patches

- he loves when he wakes up and sees you waiting around the cave for him

NSFW

- he’s a solid switch (you can’t convince me otherwise)

- he can be rough and mean if you want him to and after at least a couple of spanks he’ll listen to you

- he loves to be balls deep inside you as you boss him around and tug his hair

- he loves to bite you and leave hickeys everywhere on you. you’ve had hickeys on your thighs, a trail down your stomach to your private parts, your neck, the bottom of your back, everywhere

- he will act like a brat if he doesn’t get what he wants and if you deny him a kiss when he’s subbing for you then he will start crying

- he wants you to be touching him 24/7 and never wants it to stop

- if he’s in a feral rut then he’s pinning you to the bed and ruining your chances of walking properly for a couple of days at least

- he loves the noises you make and if you try to hide them then he’ll stop completely and refuse to continue until he gets to hear how good he’s making you feel

- if you take his jacket off him then that night he’s pinning you down and punishing you by overstimulating you till you’re to the point of tears or on the verge of passing out. he will praise you by telling you how hot and sexy you look wearing it though

- he will go feral if you overstimulate or edge him for more then 3 rounds

[consuming-karma]

THE LOST BOYS TWITTER LINKS.

buwan’s notes: I’ve lowkey been wanting to do this, I wasn’t sure if I should though because I didn’t know how to go about my gender-neutral or masc-readers, so I’m trying this out! might also make an audio post if this goes well <3

fair warning that masc-readers won’t have a ton of links since I don’t want to overdo or cross any boundaries.

content warnings: Twitter links, NSFW, choking, cursing, dirty talk, basically the whole NSFW package. (more intense links will be in red).

[seperate tlb x reader (includes Michael and Star).]

DAVID!

a good spanking leads to a behaved pet.

you don’t stop until he says so.

ass up, all for him.

david made it his mission to train your holes to take him whenever.

masc-readers:

he promises no mercy for you, he knows you can take it anyway.

DWAYNE!

a little meal before Dwayne needs to turn in for the morning.

dwayne can’t help it when he sees you performing your pretty housewife duties.

Dwayne lost his ropes, so he improvised.

masc-readers:

intimacy is a given for hopeless romantics like Dwayne.

PAUL!

paul says there’s nothing wrong with a little body worship.

what can paul say? he loves your breasts.

when Paul says he can fuck anywhere, he means anywhere.

masc-readers:

sorry, paul made a mess :(

MARKO!

marko loves seeing you bounce on his lap.

marko believes that eye contact is always essential.

that’s what you’re there for, his own personal cum dump.

masc-readers:

Marko’s an artist, he loves to paint.

why not use you as his own personal fleshlight?

MICHAEL!

spooning is michael’s favourite activity!

he thinks you look so pretty sucking his cock, he really does!

he’s so embarrassed to cum on your tits..but..you look so pretty all covered with him.

masc-readers:

guys night!

nothing wrong with a little laugh in the bedroom.

STAR!

star loves sitting in your lap.

ride her face, won’t you?

her favourite past time is when you’d fuck her dumb on your strap.

masc-readers:

uh oh, you found her toys :(

she feels so loved from the way you savour her.

[spidercookie18]

your heart was pounding. it felt like it was seconds from beating out of your chest. your legs instinctively moved forward. not willing to turn around. not willing to stop moving.

your breath was so loud in your ears. it only served to make the fear in your belly grow bigger. the fear of how loud you were being. you were sure he could hear you. the adrenaline made you nauseous. or maybe it was how hard you were running. what would happen when he caught you? you didn't want to know.

it was rare to say that the boys scared you. they were trusted souls that you spent much of your time around...but they were still wild animals at heart. beasts with an appetite that could not be satiated by mortal standards. they could eat, and devour, and gorge til their hearts content. they didn't always eat for sustenance, but they always ate their fill of flesh.

as you ran through the woods, the trees snagged your clothes. the rocks and thorns cut through your skin. the thin branches whipped across your cheeks as you pushed through a thicket. trying desperately to flee from what was hunting you down. you could feel the warm blood and tears trickle down your face. they chilled your skin as they cooled. it was a sickening feeling that drove you forward. there was little you could do to guide yourself through the night. the moonlight barely shone though the canopy of the forest. blinding you. trapping you. you were a mouse running in his labyrinth. he was toying with you. and you knew it.

if this brunet beast wanted to catch you, he could have easily done so by now. he was enjoying this. you couldn't have imagined your fling with Paul the other night would drive Dwayne to this. he was livid that him and the others had to stand off to the side while you had your way with Paul. you were having innocent fun. well, not so innocent. but you didn't think his jealousy would make him go absolutely mad.

he lured you to the woods in the night. with promises of passionate moonlit love making. soft, sweet, gentle love and the warm embrace that Dwayne was best at. you had pictured his big strong arms wrapped around you. keeping you safe, sweet nothings of hiding you away from his brothers and making you his.

but this was nothing like you'd imagined.

you waited for him, in the cold and the dark of night. you waited almost to the point where you thought of leaving. the sense of unease in your belly.

something was watching you

you had no idea it was the gentle giant you knew and loved. mad with envy. he finally appeared when you called him. his phone ringing in the tree nearby. he landed in front of you. the quiet sound of his shoes touching the ground was a reminder, in the back of your mind, that he was a hunter. you only knew he was there, because he wanted you to know. when he stood, and walked to you, it made the hair on your body stand on end. something was wrong. very wrong. you tried to call out to him, but your voice left you the second you noticed his gleaming eyes. they looked like they were glowing as he moved towards you in the night. you felt your body shiver. was it from the cold? or from fear? he chuckled. it was darker than you'd come to know. Dwayne was going to prove a point to you.

something to be feared, and not toyed with. he was a predator, a monster, a vampire. and he was going to have you, whenever he wanted you.

"It seems you've forgotten your place, rabbit." his voice boomed in his chest. you felt your heartbeat pick up. you moved a foot behind you. your body instinctively getting ready to flee from danger. "run, rabbit," that sickening laughter left the cavern of his sternum again. from the dim moonlight you could see Dwaynes fangs peak through his smile. "run."

that was all you needed. maybe it was his thrall, or how he acted. but you were afraid.

afraid didn't even begin to cover it. you felt a pure, primal fear etch its way through your veins. it settled into your bones and tore through your muscles. it screamed and shouted like a siren going off in your brain. and it told you, like Dwayne had, to run.

your next step took you by surprise. the ground was further down than you anticipated, and you tumbled to your knees. you hit the cold, wet dirt hard. your palms were scraped, and gravel and dirt stuck to your hands. you sucked in air through your teeth. your body ached. a thousand thoughts raced through your mind and you knew this was an opening Dwayne would not hesitate to take advantage of. you heard his deep laugh in your ears; like he was right behind you. and you flinched. there was no one there.

he was in your head.

you shut your eyes. trying to focus on what was happening. this was not a break you could afford to have. with a cry, you willed yourself to get up. your legs buckled as you tried to stand, and as you found your bearings, you were knocked back to the ground.

Dwayne blindsided you. he tackled you from your side, full speed, and you bent as he hurled you both across the air. when you finally hit the ground, you felt the wind be knocked from you. his weight was unbelievable. the dense muscle structure of him and his vampire brothers made them incredibly heavy. you kicked and screamed, but you knew it wouldn't help. you tried to push him off. you clawed at him and at the ground. anything you could think of.

his nails gripped into your sides, and Dwayne turned you onto your stomach. you tensed. waiting. preparing. for the pain of him. to tear your flesh like paper. like you'd seen them do to others. you could feel the vampire's breath on the back of your neck. the anticipation of Dwaynes fangs brought tears to your eyes. you tried to tense your shoulders to hide your neck from him, but he easily gripped the back of your head and moved it to make a space for his mouth. you could hear the wet of his mouth as he prepared to devour you. you felt a sob come from you. involuntary, and the last thing you did before Dwayne came down on your skin.

"Got you."

his voice was calm again. smooth, and warm like amber, with a hint of sadistic humor in it. instead of the sensation of his sharp fangs, it was a gentle kiss to your ear. the sound and feel of his lips against the shell of your ear was a shock to you. "w-what?" your voice came out meek and confused. "I got you, haha." Dwayne was amused. he shifted to the side and got off of you. he gently helped you up to sit on the ground in front of him. you were still in shock. your mind went blank. the adrenaline of fleeing for your life, and the unknown threat of Dwayne's foreign behavior, juxtaposed to his kind smile now was a shock. the way he looked over you. he was plucking the leaves and twigs from your hair. gently straightening out your clothes.

"you were really scared weren't you?" Dwayne laughed. "I can hear your heart beating sooo loud." he retracted his hands from your hair, and sat on his haunches in front of you. his large brown eyes bore into you. they looked over your form, and they finally settled on the cuts along your palms, and your cheeks. "oh, babydoll, let me fix that." he took your hands in his and turned your palms up towards him. he rubbed his thumbs over the dirt to wipe it off, and with the flat of his tongue he licked the blood off your skin. the sting of the abrasions in the meat of your hand slowly dissipated. his tongue was cool, and wet, it helped soothe the last of the pain.

"you-," your mind was ablaze with an array of emotions. Dwayne ignored you. he sat forward and his wide, slimy tongue licked across your cheeks to your ears. Covering the length of the thin cuts in your face in his saliva. getting the last of the blood off of you. "you fucking asshole!" You shoved your hands into Dwayne's chest. "you scared the crap out of me!" you punched his shoulder. angry that he did this just to mess with you.

you were pissed. and Dwayne was laughing again. "oh come on, I wasn't going to do anything," he snickered.

you huffed, "you hurt me!"

"no i didn't," he scoffed.

"I'm bleeding!"

"well, not anymore"

"you tackled me!"

"oh yeah, i forgot about that,"

he reached a hand out to you, apologetic in his nature; but you, still angry, pushed him away. "fuck this, I'm going home,"you wanted nothing to do with him anymore. he lied to you, and made you run though the woods. your nice outfit was cut up and filthy now. there was no point in sticking around for whatever he actually had planned.

Dwayne watched you stand and turn to leave, "if you do that, I'll just bring you right back here."

you flipped him off, still walking away from him. having no actual idea where you were in the forest you picked a direction and started off.

"Y/N, I'm warning you," Dwayne called after you.

"fuck you!" you tried to feel for your phone in your pocket. praying you didn't drop it somewhere under a log or something. luckily, you found it. you decided that you were just going to call one of the other boys to come and get you. that would really piss Dwayne off, but you wanted to get even with him. deliberately trying to get under his skin. as you were about to start dialing for one of the other vampires, you felt the ground leave from under you. Dwayne came up behind you. he simply picked you up around the waist, and walked you right back over to where he had tackled you. you flailed against his hold, and he placed you back on the ground. your feet felt the safety of the dirt below, and pushed him off. you grunted, and turned around to leave. He stepped in front of you. "Dwayne, knock it off," you turned again and started to leave. Dwayne scooped you up in his arms and walked you back. "Dwayne! I'm serious!" you shouted at him. He still had you cradled in his arms.

"I'm serious too. I'll just keep bringing you right back here." he gently squeezed you in his arms.

You pushed your hands to his chest, "put me down you jerk!"

"okay, fine" he opened his arms, and you fell five feet to the ground.

you hit the ground with an 'oomph'. your ass and back were hurting now. you hated imagining the way the mud looked on the back of your pants. you shifted to the side to rub the back of your hip where you fell. Dwayne was looking down at you. half sorry, and half irritated with you.

thats it. you were done fighting him. you grabbed your phone, and with your muddy fingertips you swiped at the screen.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm calling Paul to come get me," you crinkled your nose at the brunet.

Dwayne laughed. "What's Paul gonna do? He's not gonna take you away from me. He doesn't even answer his phone!"

"He does when I call him,"you stuck your tongue out at him. the phone was ringing. after a moment, Paul picked up. you both could clearly hear his jovial voice through the speaker. "Paul, I need you to come get me, Dwayne's being an- aah!," Dwayne scooped you up without letting you finish your sentence. the fast motion of him grabbing you almost made you drop your phone. you were fighting to get out of his hold, but after you realized how high up you were, you clung to him. "D-Dwayne put me down!" You tried to sound fierce, the faux threat of what could happen if he denied your request. "Poor choice of words, Y/N," you could feel Dwaynes hold on you slip. "WAIT!" you clung to the collar of his jacket. anywhere you could get your hands.

you both could hear Paul's worried voice through the phone.

'y/n? what happened?'

"You are being a fucking brat!" Dwayne snarled in your face. "You're being a bigger brat!" you wiggled and grunted against him. "

Will you stop?!" Dwayne held you easily by one arm around your waist, and with the other he gripped your chin; forcing you to look at him. "I'm sick of your attitude!" Dwayne's face was in a hard scowl. He looked down at you through his glistening eyes, but you tried your damndest to keep from looking at him. he dug his nails into your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. "Look at me!" he growled. there were tears of frustration threatening to break over your waterline. you stared defiantly up at him. the redness in the tip of your nose beginning to grow as you tried to hold back your tears. your breast heaving against his chest. the furrow in your brows. even with all the anger in your round, little face, Dwayne couldn't help but think you looked adorable. you, this small, angry creature, covered in mud and still vaguely smelling of blood and perfume. you hated him in this moment. with all the passion your body could hold, you hated him. but that passion turned into something else as Dwayne pushed his lips against yours. the hate and anger in you morphed into heat. heat in your face. in your chest. all though your body you felt hot. you kissed him back, still desperately clinging to him. his lips were so full and soft against yours, though he kissed you with feverish want. you couldn't help but moan into his mouth. a soft whimper left you as he moved to kiss down your throat. he snatched the phone from you and turned you around. you were disheartened to feel the absence of his kiss on your body. Dwayne still had his arm around your waist, and flew you both over to a nearby branch. your body was thrust into the branch. it hurt like hell. you could feel the wind be knocked from you. your legs dangled freely in the air. it was evident from the deep pain that there would be a harsh bruise across your abdomen when this was all over. Dwane slid the phone across the branch til it was just out of your reach. you tried to pull yourself up and across the branch, but a large hand was pressed against your back to hold you in place. Dwayne hooked a finger into the hem of your jeans, and ripped the seat of your pants open. the grating sound of the denim ripping was enough to make Paul start screaming worryingly into the phone again.

'y/n! are you okay? what's happening??'

"Paul ju-," you tried to reach for the phone to hang it up, but the vampire nearest you had no intention of letting you get it. Dwaynes fingertips dug into the plush of your hips. his claws leaving harsh red lines as he pulled your ass up towards him. your phone just out of reach on the branch. you didn't dare try for it again for fear of losing your grip on the tree. you could feel Dwayne's breath on you again. this time, it was lower, much lower. he gave a teasing lick across your bare slit and you yelped. poor Paul on the other end could only listen to your cries. he had no clue where you both were, and even if he did, Dwayne would just drag you away to a another hiding place. you could feel your brunet captor give another teasing lick across your cunt. this time, it dug lightly between your folds. he pressed his wriggling muscle further and further into your warm slit. his tongue was sitting fat in your cunt. it wiggled in and out of you. dragging across the ridges of your pretty pink pussy. you bit your lip, trying to keep your moaning to yourself. you didn't want poor Paul to have to listen to that. Dwayne knew you were trying to be quiet, but he wanted to punish you and Paul. he wanted his little 'brother' to be jealous. both that he was enjoying the taste of you, and that he wasn't part of the mix. Dwayne started twisting his tongue inside of you. He latched his lips around your sopping cunt and sucked on your needy little bud while his tongue worked you over. "Oh fuck! Dwayne!" your voice sounded so whiney. it was such a horny sound you were making, and you tried to burry your face in your forearms.

Dwayne was satisfied with your reaction, and slowly pulled his tongue out of you. He watched as your feet kicked desperately at the branch below, trying to find something to stand on to no avail. He rubbed himself through his jeans, and teasingly rubbed his thumb and forefinger across your slit. he undid his fly and button, he lazily massaged your aching nub. he heard your breath catch in your throat, and your desperate little dance of trying to find something to stand on only grew as you looked to find a way to get more pressure to your nub.

Dwayne licked his lips. the smell of your want in the air was enough to drag low growls from him. he wanted to take you then and there when he first caught you, but he was worried he overdid it. he wanted to get your hear racing, but he still wanted you to enjoy yourself.

your vampire lover was languidly stroking his cock. he lined himself up with your entrance and dragged his tip up and down your slit to collect some of your love. he bit his lip in anticipation. Dwayne looked over to the phone screen, that was still lit with the call screen and Paul's contact name. "Hey Paul," Dwayne called out. His deep voice echoing through the treetops. "I want you to listen. real closely," the brunet poorly stifled a chuckle. you gasped loudly as he pushed slowly into you. your breath hitching in your throat. the sharp cry of a wounded animal; being pierced by this beast. Dwayne watched as your should blades shifted under your clothes, watching you paw at the tree. not actually trying to get away as you wanted him more to devour you. he savored how you opened for him as he pushed further in. and you could feel your eyes cross as he continued to stretch you.

it was always a feat to take Dwayne.

it was a tight squeeze. you could feel your walls gripping the life out of Dwaynes member. even with the extra lubrication from Dwaynes slimy tongue, it was hard for him to move. your nails dug into the bark of the tree. you could feel the tears beginning to pick the sides of your eyes. Paul was on the other end, still listening to you gasp for air. the high pitched, broken whines in between your panting. Dwayne finally settled against your cervix. if you weren't pressed flush against the tree you were sure you'd be able to see the bulge of him through your skin. he gave a gentle push further in, wishing so horribly that you could take his last inch. you winced. it was almost painful, and he hadn't even started moving. Dwayne pulled back,

s l o w l y

dragging his heavy tip through the ridges of your tight cunt. it was agonizingly slow. you half wanted to turn around and beg him to hurry up and fuck you. his tip sat just on the inside of your entrance. almost all the way out of you. he tugged his hips backwards and with a loud POP, your cunt released him. "oohhh, fuck," he growled. he gripped himself around the base, and wiped his tip across your clit. he gathered more of your love that was beginning to drip down you, and eagerly shoved it back inside. "ooooh, Dwayne,"a breathy moan left your throat. he pressed through your walls again, and pressed himself against your ass. he was as flush against you as he could be, and he gripped the rest of your jeans and ripped them further apart. he half pulled himself back. his fingers laced themselves through the loops on your pants and slammed himself back in you. he pushed you forward against the branch. he started an eager speed. it wasn't overly fast, but it was firm. he fucked into you with a steady pace. all you could do was hold on for dear life as he fucked into you. the wet sounds coming from you two. the sloppy sucking sounds of your cunt as it enveloped Dwayne. "oohhh fuck that's good" he grunted. you were embarrassed that Paul had to hear that. why hadn't he hung up by now? you couldn't reach the phone to hang up, you just waited for Dwayne to finish having his way with you. "m'sorry Dwayne, I'm Sorry!" you tried to focus your vision on the dim light of your phone screen. anything to keep your mind off how good your lower-half felt. "I know you're sorry, babydoll" Dwayne laughed. his thrusts were painful. every push felt like he was trying to break through your cervix. and every pull felt like he was dragging your organs out. "you're sooo sorry, you just needed to be fucked, nice and good didn't cha?" he accentuated his thrusts on his words. he was grunting. trying to remember how mad he was with you and Paul. he'd almost forgotten about Paul.

he wasn't just fucking the brat out of you, he was putting on a performance.

Dwayne adjusted his hold on you. he wrapped an arm around your belly, still keeping you up while your legs were dangling freely in the air. and with his other, he spat on his fingers and reached around for your clit. you let out a wail when his wet fingertips started rubbing quick circles around your nub. "Dwayne!" you were mortified to be moaning his name so loudly.

"you hear that Paul?" Dwayne spat. "she's begging, for me!" he felt you clench tighter and tighter around him. it felt like you were sucking him in. when he pulled back, you only sucked him in further. "come for me babygirl," his skilled fingers easily brought you over the edge. and you felt the release come in waves. Dwayne felt your warm wet cunt pulse around his length, and you screamed. you screamed like it was the last sound you'd ever make. like it was your saving grace. your legs shook, and you continued to milk Dwayne's cock for everything it was worth. "mmhp, fuck," Dwayne grunted. he continued to piston his hips against you, riding you through your high. it was euphoric. you felt like you were on cloud 9 as your vampire lover continued to use you as a fuck toy. you fell limp against the tree. if Dwayne wasn't still holding you up, you'd have surely fallen. the brunet thrusted one more harsh move against you, and forced his extra inch down into your cunt. you cried out, and he spurted his cum deep inside you.

Dwayne was bent over you. his long hair coming across your face. his forehead was pressed against your back as he finished painting your insides white. he kissed your back gently, and listened to the soft breathing from your lungs. he pushed himself up and gently started to pull out of you. when he saw his come immediately start to drip out, he pressed himself fully back into you. he didn't want it dripping out of you on the way home. and he'd completely ripped your panties off along with your destroyed jeans. he chuckled when he realized he was going to have to take you home, fully sheathed in you. he leaned across you and picked up your phone and spoke into it, "we'll be home soon. see you then." he hung up on Paul and put your phone in his jacket pocket. "now... how the hell am i going to do this?"

[britany1997]

Hot Vampires In Your Area

Hope y’all enjoy the long awaited third and final part to Vampires Everywhere, sorry it took me so long lol

Vampires Everywhere, Hot Vampires In Your Area

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Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, readers sex not mentioned, riding, biting, mentions of anal sex, slight daddy kink (Dwayne is daddy always), riding, voyeurism, blow job, some aftercare

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The boys clamored down into their cave with you in tow. The bike ride home had reinvigorated your spirits, and you were already attached to Marko’s lips, kissing him passionately.

He moaned into your mouth as you bit his lip and pulled. They liked to play rough, but so did you.

He growled, pushing you up against the cave wall and pressing sloppy kisses down your jaw and the skin of your neck. You leaned your head back against the wall and smiled blissfully as your hands found their place in his hair.

You pulled him from your neck, tilting his face till his eyes were locked on your own. You stared into his intimately, taking in the sight of his blown pupils and elongated fangs.

If that wasn’t enough proof of his arousal, the pressing against your thigh certainly was. You smirked, before reattaching your lips to his.

They way they wanted you was intoxicating. They permeated through your thoughts, and clouded your mind with visions of them and the pleasure they gave you. You’d never felt so desirable.

“Ahem.”

The sound of a throat being cleared pulled you from your daze as both your head and Marko’s snapped to an impatient Paul, his arms crossed and his pants embarrassingly tight. He was tapping his foot with his eyebrow raised.

You shouldn’t have, but the sight prompted a soft laugh to fall from your lips. The blond boy’s desperation for you did terrible things for your ego.

Paul pouted in reply, a red tinge springing to his cheeks.

Marko rolled his eyes as you traded his arms for Paul’s. “Didn’t mean it like that Paulie,” you assured as you kissed him softly and stroked his cheeks.

“Thought you forgot about me baby,” his pout deepened as his hands snaked around to the small of your back, pulling you into his chest,

David and Dwayne looked on in amusement as Paul dialed up his dramatics.

“Dontcha want me baby?” he gave you his best puppy dog eyes, “I want you, I need you baby. please?”

You stared into his watery baby blues, god he was pretty, “but I promised David Paulie, what about him?”

David snorted from his place on the couch, prompting your gaze to shift to his. He smirked, “let me watch Paulie wreck you babe, then, when you’re all whimpery and shaky…” he chuckled to himself at the lustful expression you wore, “then I’ll give you the best night of your eternal life.” He winked.

God he was smug. You loved it.

“Make a mess Paulie,” David teased.

The wind was knocked out of you as the excited blond vampire wrapped his hands around your legs and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you in the direction is his bedroom, the other boys hot on his heels.

Paul set you down on the bed and rid himself of his clothes frantically. You probably would have chuckled to yourself at his excitement, if you hadn’t been hypothesized by the sight of his pretty cock.

You bit your lip and looked up, only to be met with his smirking face. He pulled you into his lap and kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth and exploring you.

As Paul began to kiss down your chest, you scanned the room, moaning softly at the sight of the other boys.

While David sat in Paul’s ratty bean bag, stroking himself, Marko and Dwayne were much less patient.

The picture of Marko pressed against the wall of the cave while Dwayne slid in and out of him, combined with Paul’s teeth sucking mark after mark into your skin forced a low moan from your throat.

Paul squeezed your thigh roughly. You gasped and your head turned towards him. “Eyes on me baby,” he growled as he pushed into you slowly.

You threw your head back in ecstasy at the stretch of him. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders as he held you in his lap.

Paul caged his arms around you pressing you against his chest as he thrust up into you roughly, pulling moans and gasps from your lips.

His fangs began to elongate as his eyes flashed yellow. “Wanted to keep you ya know?” he growled. “The boys were sooo hungry, but I wanted ya, from the moment I saw you in Max’s store I wanted to have you so bad. But I don’t make the choices round here, thought it was a damn waste too.”

You whimpered as you bounced in his lap.

“But now you’re mine baby, and I am gonna keep you.” He squeezed your hips roughly, making you gasp, “you’re ours.”

You moaned at his words as you felt yourself quickly approaching your orgasm.

He reached down to stroke you roughly. “Say it. Say you’re ours while you cum for me baby. Say you belong to us.”

“I’m yours! I’m all yours,” you screamed in pleasure as you came all over him,

He growled before leaning forward and sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he spilled into you. He pulled back, kissing and licking at the mark he’d placed on you. “Ours. All ours.”

You whimpered as you came down from your high and pondered his words. Your tough exterior had melted into a puddle in Paul’s arms. From that moment your hands met in Max’s video store, you were theirs. You just hadn’t known it then.

Paul laid you back on the bed and kissed you softly. “You ok?” he asked as he stroked your cheek. You nodded and smiled as you leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his lips.

He smiled as he returned your affections.

You were pulled from the sweet moment with Paul by the sound of Dwayne’s grunting as he continued to push into Marko. You bit your lip.

The cries and moans that fell from Marko’s lips confirmed that Dwayne hadn’t been lying when he’d told you that all the boys called him daddy.

Your cheeks flushed as David came to your side on the bed, cock in one hand as the other pulled you to his mouth by the back of your head. You whimpered into the kiss.

Paul kissed and bit at your shoulder on your other side, reaching down to part your thighs and stroke softly.

David pulled away to suck on your earlobe and your gaze shifted back to Marko and Dwayne.

Marko screamed daddy as Dwayne finished inside him. Marko pressed against the wall, and Dwayne pressed into him to the hilt. You bit your lip to keep from moaning. The boys to your side, the boys in front of you, it was almost too much.

David laughed to himself as his lips moved to the shell of your ear. “Does that turn you on babe? Dwayne’s a big boy isn’t he?” you whimpered, “do you wish that was you baby? Want to feel him again?” You fought back another moan.

David smirked, “but you already had him tonight didn’t you baby, don’t want to be greedy do you?”

You gasped, your head snapping to face his, “‘m not greedy,” you pouted.

He mock pouted in reply, “really? Well I am, get on your knees for me baby?”

You nodded before turning to give Paul one last kiss. You sat on your knees while David’s stroked himself in front of your face. He wasn’t as long as Paul, but he was thicker, and he had a vein that stretched all across the length of him. The sight made you salivate.

“You gonna be good for me babe? Don’t like brats.”

You smirked up at him, “liar,” you whispered.

He returned your smirk, “just be good,” he commanded as he pulled your face forward.

You wrapped your lips around his tip and swirled your tongue. You moaned as David moved your head forward, pressing more of him into your mouth.

“Such a dirty mouth for such a nice face baby, anyone else get to see you like this?”

You gently shook your head no, before you ran your tongue along his vein, prompting a low growl to fall from his mouth. You smiled with your mouth full, as he continued to move your head back and forth.

“Bein so good baby,” David praised, “just let me take what I want from you.”

You hollowed out your cheeks, totally content to let him use you.

When David’s movements became less and less frequent, and his breathing grew heavy, you leaned forward to take as much of him into your mouth as you could. You could feel him grazing the back of your throat, causing a muffled moan to spring from your lips.

Your attentions pushed him over the edge, but before he could come down your throat, he pulled out to paint your face.

Your hand came up to wipe cum from your nose. “Good aim,” you joked.

He laughed, “don’t worry baby, we’ll clean you up real nice. Dwayne,” he ordered, snapping for him.

He turned back to you, “have a good night?” David asked, eyebrow raised.

“Best yet,” you admitted.

He smiled and pulled you in for a kiss, you moaned into his mouth as you realized he could taste himself on your lips.

When you pulled away from David, Dwayne sat beside you with a wet washcloth, wiping your face and pulling you into his lap.

You blushed, “Dwayne, thank you…I’m uh,” you contemplated how to phrase your next words.

Thankfully you didn’t need to say anything at all. “I know baby,” he assured you, “night’s nearly over anyway, but we’ll have plenty more together yeah?” He asked as he held you in his lap.

You smiled as the four of them looked at you expectantly, “yeah,” you promised as you nodded off, pressed against Dwayne’s chest.

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