#vampire dairies x male reader

[zaceouiswriting]

The helpful teacher

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x teacher!male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Smut, inappropriate relationship between teacher and student, slightly forced sexual relationship but also not really

“Please, don’t forget your homework! The last essay showed me that you all have to work harder!” I call after my students without results. Sighing, I glanced at my grades sheet. Of twenty-five students, fifteen failed, and only two scored above average. Even though I haven't been a teacher for long, this course is far worse than any other I've taught this far. One of them, in particular, grinds my gears: Jeremy. I read some of his works before my class, and they were excellent. His downfall is truly heartbreaking.

Just as I was thinking about why one of the best students had fallen, there was a crash in my classroom. My eyes immediately jumped up. Back there in the class was none other than Jeremy himself. He is moving slowly as if he were drunk. He has trouble freeing his backpack from his chair. Jeremy shook and pulled until he stumbled back with his freed backpack in his hands.

With a gloomy smile, he threw the backpack over his shoulder and wandered towards the door.

“Stay for a moment?” I ask him harshly.

Hearing the tone in my voice makes him jump, his eyes widening as he realizes I'm still in the same room. I could immediately tell that something was wrong. His pupils are dilated, his eyes bloodshot. He reluctantly comes towards me, his hands in his pockets.

“Sit down.“

Jeremy follows my orders, seemingly knowing he's already in enough trouble. And he is, especially with his low grades.

“Would you like to explain why you’re drunk in my class?”

“I’m not drunk,” he speaks rather slowly.

“What then?“

Dismissively he crossed his arms before his chest. But sighs a moment later and says, "It does not matter. It’s not like you or anyone cares.”

At this point, I'm already upset. My disappointment is immeasurable. Still, I want to help him. But I can only do that if he wants help, too, and that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Then explain to me why someone as smart as you is failing every class and even got an F in a class you once excelled in."

He only sits there in silence. Anger burns in his eyes, but there is also something else, a pain that begs for help. As long as he keeps quiet, no one can help him.

“If you don’t answer me, come over here and bend over my desk.”

He tilts his head, confusion written all over his face. But my patience is already running out. In a decision that seems strange even to me, I step forward, grab him by his sweater, and pull him to his feet. Only to lead him to my desk, push him against it, turn him around, and slam his torso onto an open surface.

Before he could say anything, I pull his pants down. It's baffling why some teenagers don't wear belts. But I have to admit, it can be convenient in certain situations.

“You can’t do that!” He tries in vain to change my mind. But it's already too late.

I pull his underwear down enough to reveal his ass, a pretty and pale one at that. He's obviously never shown it to the sun, which is sad because Jeremy is rather attractive, and just from his butt alone, I can tell his body isn't bad either.

Strangely, he didn't try to get away. Even though his hands were balled into fists, with which he could've easily pushed me away. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it somewhere. He even looks like he's enjoying it, but it was most likely due to his drunken state.

With a sudden slap, I brought Jeremy back to reality, but even though my slap on his ass cheek was pretty hard, he didn't make a sound. Wondering why, I take a look at his face. I see him biting his bottom lip, his eyes are closed, and a shy smile coupled with a blush spreading across his cheeks shows me a darker side of him.

Riled up by his show of want for this punishment, I give him an entire spanking. However, he still doesn't make a sound. It somehow got me angry and disgusted with him. So I quickly take out a ruler. For a second, I see Jeremy open his eyes, but before he can see my new weapon, I swing and slam the ruler on his butt. For the first time, a scream comes from his lips, satisfying me. Suddenly, I feel something moving in my pants as I look down. I become horrified to see myself getting hard. Disturbed by my body's reaction, I dropped the ruler to the floor.

My hand moves of its own accord, caressing his ass and absorbing the sight of his ruddy glory. But soon, one of my fingers found his crack. Feeling bold, I let a finger wander towards it. But Jeremy told me to stop before I could get too far into it. Shocked that he finally found his words, I did as asked, at least for the moment. He still didn't move, so, encouraged by his unmoving position, I slid my finger through it again and even poked his hole.

I never in my life thought Jeremy would slam his hand on my desk and tell me to stop in a deep, sexy, authoritative tone. I'm so shocked that my knees buckled. Could a man younger and smaller than me really make me falter?

Then suddenly, what I had been wondering finally fell from my lips, so I ask, “Why didn't you move if you didn't like it?”

Silence. Jeremy didn't move, but he didn't say anything either. I try to stand up again, thinking he wouldn't say anything more, that I'd gone too far.

“Because you didn't tell me to,” he says, embarrassed.

Stunned by his words, I fall to my knees again. I try to think of what he could mean, but it quickly sends me into a whirlwind of thoughts. It's getting so bad my head is spinning.

“So if I told you to turn around, would you do that?”

He hummed in agreement but nothing else. So I tell him to turn around, and he does. His underwear is still in the same position, just with the second-largest tent I've ever seen. So large, in fact, that I think he could use it as a real weapon, at least to destroy someone's guts.

“Fuck!“

“What?” asks Jeremy, nervously.

But I’m too far gone at that point. I leap forward, pulling his underwear down completely. As his large, thick cock jumps in my face, all I could do was look up. For the first time, I see how handsome Jeremy truly is. Before I know it, my right hand is wrapped around his cock while my left fondles his big balls. He again bites his bottom lip.

“Are you doing everything I tell you?” Jeremy nods silently. "So if I told you to slam me on the floor and fuck me hard, would you do that?" He nods again. “And if I told you to kiss me, would you do that too?”

“Everything,” he says to me, trying not to moan.

“What if I tell you I want to do something to your ass?”

Suddenly his hands grab mine, and in an angry voice, he says, “Everything but my ass.”

I am shocked by his sudden change in behavior. Out of nowhere, I feel a knot explode in my stomach, and before I know it, I cum hard in my underwear. My whole body convulses violently. If Jeremy hadn't held me by the arms, I would have fallen sideways like a sack of potatoes.

It takes me a moment to come back to my senses, but Jeremy is still in the same position and seems unaware of the effect he's really having on me and my body.

"So you're a service top?" I ask, out of breath as soon as the fog in my head has cleared.

"What is that?“

“Doing whatever your partner sexually wants to satisfy him and make sure he enjoys every damn second of it. Like a good boy.”

Jeremy blushes at my words. It's quite adorable. He swallows loudly, clearly unsure of his next words. He whispers quietly, “I want to be a good boy.” He looks away shyly, biting his bottom lip again before clearing his throat and shrugging his shoulders. “As long as someone drains my balls, I don’t care.”

The second part obviously serves his male pride, which he should preserve. Because damn, he looks hot being prideful. Looking at him with flushed cheeks while he bites his bottom lip, he looks submissive, but when I look into his eyes, there is something completely different, a dominating force that makes me shudder. He's obviously holding back, but how far could I push him? Would he ever break, or would he just get power through it?

His hands slowly withdrew and instead grabbed the edges of my desk so I could do whatever I wanted with his large member. He leans back and thereby makes himself vulnerable to me. Jeremy is so young and yet mature enough to handle such a situation.

I look at his cock again and slowly stroke it up and down. The rest of my discipline quickly faded.

“Fuck it,” I say in a desperate voice, just before I put his head in my mouth. It's already filling my mouth, and I haven't even put much of his cock into it. But the taste is bitter and sweaty. I take it out of my mouth but still stroking as I look up. “From now on, you will wash yourself everyday, understand?”

Jeremy nodded awkwardly, clearly unprepared for such an order. Although he seems to have forgotten all about it, when I open my mouth wider and take about a third of his member into my mouth, I elicit a long moan from him. His cock is already shaking on my tongue. Maybe it's the first time someone is touching him, but I didn't think he would cum so early.

Just as I was thinking about it, it happened. An enormous amount of liquid ambrosia fills my mouth, and I quickly have trouble swallowing. But in the end, I didn't lose a single drop.

After I clean his cock, I pull it out. But it didn't go down, which is perfect since I'm not done with him yet.

“Sit on my chair!“

“Wha-“

"Get a grip and get on my chair! You want to be a good boy, right? Then sit in my fucking chair!“

As I raise my voice, he scrambles like a child with his hand in the cookie jar. He almost knocked over my chair when he jumped on it. A sudden surge of guilt washes over me. Is he so emotionally starved that he would do anything to feel connected to someone in some way? Am I really taking advantage of an emotionally hurting boy?

As I ponder on my decision to ruin my life just for an affair with one of my students, I look at Jeremy again. Unwashed, probably for a few days, heavy bags under his bloodshot eyes and slurred words. But besides that, there is an eagerness in his eyes, the look of an injured or abandoned puppy wanting a connection. Even though I feel guilty, I want to help him, and if I get something out of it, all the better. 

I slowly pull up my tight shirt and show the boy my vigorously trained body. He sat in amazement, staring at the body I was hiding. Shedding off my pants, I thought he was going to pass out. I'm not the biggest, but I have a great body and ass. Jeremy probably wouldn't find another ass this good in a long while, as I take extreme care of myself.

"Do you want to touch me first or-"

“Yes!” Jeremy shouts before I can even finish.

I smile at him and step closer to him so he won't have to get up again. When he still didn't move, I lean in and whisper close to his ear, "Touch me wherever you want, but don't you dare get up from this chair!"

Gulping loudly, Jeremy nods slowly. When I receive his answer, I straighten my back again and pose in front of him. His hands roam over my body, discovering every little part of me. I even kneel down between his legs when he shows interest in my upper body, where he immediately starts touching me. He is so gentle, always silently asking with his eyes if everything is okay. He really is a sweetheart.

But when his soft hand caresses my warm cheek, he looks deep into my eyes. As soon as our eyes meet, I know I can't wait any longer. Before he could react, I stand up, push him back into the chair, and sit on his lap. He looks stunned the whole time.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" He gulped but nodded. “Well, then we have to make it memorable, right?” I ask, winking at him.

He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. It feels more like he's about to go to heaven. So to get him back, I move my ass, letting his big cock slide between my ass cheeks. He snaps back to reality and almost dares to touch me, but at the last second, he stops his hands from gripping my waist. This will be the most fun I've had in a long time. I'm sure about that.

***

It's dark when I finally open the door to my classroom again. I have no idea how long we were in there. Jeremy is close behind me, exhausted, but the corners of his mouth are turned up in a happy smile.

"A good chat, Mr. Gilbert," I tell him, clearing my throat, "If we do this everyday, I'm sure you'll be back on track in no time."

“Everyday?” he asks, swallowing loudly.

But I didn't say anything else. Instead, I walk past him and go out. Luckily, the janitor hadn't made his rounds yet. I wait outside for Jeremy, who walks quickly past me with his head bowed without looking back, stirring something inside me.

As I get into my car, I sit there for a moment. Reaching for the seatbelt, it suddenly dawns on me. Did I just force one of my students to have sex with me to raise his grades? I slam my hands on the steering wheel and curse myself. How could I convince myself I would help a hurting young man like that? By using him? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

“Fuck!” I finally mutter and start the engine. Even though I know not to drive angry, I couldn't stay there any longer before someone would find me and ask why I was still there. Still, I couldn't stop cursing myself for something so stupid.

My therapists will be happy to hear that my impulse control seems to be gone again. Even after the many years of hard work, we had done. Except I should probably leave out that it was a student of mine. The least I can do for myself is not to sabotage myself further.

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THE FIRST VAMPIRE pt.2 (DAMON SALVATORE)

M/n: Male reader

Word count:

Synopsis: After claiming a place to stay and Matt Donovan you take interest in the new bad boy in town. This is set in series one, episode one

Warnings: blood sucking, 3-way kissing, top!Damon, submissive!Damon, bottom!reader, unprotected sex, rimming

Author Note: This is part of a series where you are an upgraded original vampire in The Vampire Diaries. You can compel anyone and everyone including the originals, witches and hunters. The goal is to fuck everybody in this series while following the timeline of the original series and introducing new characters as they come into the show.

You woke up to the soft sound of Matt, your partner breathing deep while sleeping. Last night was a great night and it only marked the start of your journey to conquer the town of Mystic Falls.

You turned to him and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

“Sleep tight, baby” you whispered as you got up and left.

Last night was amazing but you wanted more. You craved attention, affection and desire. Your lust for men is growing and there’s only one thing to do. Claim someone new.

You walk around the town all day watching the townsmen and finding your next person to fuck. No one yet.

…

The sun set and there was still no one. You could always come back home to Matt, but you want to suprise him, give him someone for when you are away. Someone for you both to play with.

“Ahhhhh” you hear someone scream in the woods. There is a party going on so you assume it’s just a girl having fun. But then you smell blood.

A snack. You think. You zoom over to the woods and find the girl. You notice her from photos in Matts… your house. It’s Matts sister?

You crouch over her body bleeding out. “There’s another vampire in town?” You question. “Awww, what a shame. We can’t let you die, yet”

You get out your phone and call for a paramedic. While waiting there you touch your hands to her bite marks and get some of her blood on you. You then suck your fingers and enjoy the taste of her blood.

SNAP. You hear a twig snap and you get up and turn towards the source. What was once empty space was now a figure in leather. You can’t quite make out who it is.

“I thought that me and my brother were the only bloodsuckers in town.” The figure said. “We can’t let people knowing I’m here, let’s change that.”

With that, the figure picked up a piece of wood and zoomed over to you. You’ve been around thousands of years and nothing catches you off guard. He struggles to impale you in your heart but this is nothing for you, he was strong but but strong enough for you.

With him this close to you, you can see him clearer. He had smooth pale skin and shaggy dark hair. You could smell alcohol on his breath, what’s that? Bourbon.

“You’re strong” he exclaimed. You smiled, enjoying his struggle to hurt you. He will only hurt you when you allow him.

Even though this mysterious man was a vampire, you are the first vampire. An elite type of vampire. The sun does not hurt you. You can compel even the strongest of minds even witches. With this knowledge you look at him in the eyes and start to speak.

“Stop what you are doing. Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. Answer each question truthfully.”

His grip on the piece of wood dropped and so did his grip on you. He stepped back a little to allow you space to move. You circled around him with him staying completely still.

“Who are you?”

“Damon Salvatore” he replied

“How many vampires are there in this town?”

“Just me and my younger brother”

“What are you doing in this town?”

“I am trying to get a vampire named Katherine out of a tomb she in trapped in. And my brother is infatuated with a student who looks just like her”

Interesting. This Damon guy is still frozen you think. And that small drop of the girls blood beside you was not enough.

You stand behind Damon and tilt his head over. You move to his ear and whisper seductively “You’re going to be mine” and then you sink your teeth into his smooth neck.

Damon moans in pain but that only makes you want to drink more. You release your fangs and wipe your mouth. You then move to the front of him and without compelling you say “drink me.”

You tilt your neck and await for his lips to press down on you. Nothing happens.

“You’re going to need your strength back. I’ve got all night. Drink from me” you order.

Reluctantly he moves his head to your neck and gets his teeth out. He then bites into your skin and starts sucking you, draining from you. You enjoy this feeling. You’re in euphoria.

After a while you break his head away from you and look at him. He is still frozen until you say. Your blood is all over his mouth and you go in close and start licking it off his face. He looks at you, not scared but slightly thrilled. This is hot.

“The paramedics will be here for your snack soon. Let’s get out of here.” You lean down to Vicky and compel her to forget everything.

…

“Where are we going?” Damon asked as he is compelled to follow you.

“Your new home” you reply with a smile.

…

“Matt” you shouted as you opened the front door. Boom-boom-boom you hear as Matt comes running down the stairs.

“Hello love” he excitedly said as he came over and kissed you.

“Hello. This is Damon Salvatore. Can he come in? I think he will be a lot of fun”

“Of course. Come in” he said. You all go into the living room and Matt offers you a drink. You accept and go for his neck.

Damon is just stood in the middle of the room. You give Matt another passionate kiss. You are so glad that he is yours.

You turn towards Damon. “I think for you. I’m not going to making you do anything that you don’t want to.” You move closer to him and say into his eyes: “You will give in to every instinct you have deep down. Lust, allure, touch.”

“You will not leave my sight” you say. Damon nods and understands.

“Do you want to fuck me?” You ask.

“No” Damon yelled.

“Well of course not, I haven’t made you want me yet.” You walk towards Matt. “Let’s show him what he’s missing baby”

Matt smiled knowing what was coming. You start making out. His warm lips pressing against you, turning you on. You take Matts top off revealing his sexy body and hard nipples.

You move down to them and start licking them. Both of you make approving noises.

“Fuck yes m/n” Matt exclaimed.

“Mmm-hmmm” you reply still sucking on his nipples.

Damon is still watching, not showing any expression. You go over to him and grabs his crotch.

“Hmm, not fully hard yet but getting there. I know you’ll want me.” You move close to his face and start kissing him. He is resisting but something tells you that he likes it.

While kissing him you gesture Matt to come over. The hot, shirtless jock came over and you started to have a 3-way kiss. There was a noise, so tiny but there. It was the moan from Damon. He was resisting less, giving in to his desires.

You moved your hands onto Damon’s chest. His muscle-fit black t-shirt was showing off his incredible muscles and pecs. Your fingers slid onto his nipples and you gave them a tug.

“Ughhh” Damon moaned and with that you took full control of the kiss. You slid your tongue into his mouth and he didn’t resist at all. You’ve won. Matt went out knowing to leave you two alone. Just you and Damon alone in the room.

You carry on kissing as Damon allowed you to unbutton his jeans. He then took them off leaving him just in his tight top and his underwear.

“Hmmm. I think we’ll leave your top on, it’s hotter.” You tell him. Your hands travel from his nipples to his now hard dick hidden underneath his black underwear.

His heart skipped a beat when you touched his goods.

“Do you want me to suck you off?” You ask.

“Yes” Damon said very quickly.

“Well, if you insist” you say as you lower down to your knees.

With his underwear still on you start kissing softly the outline of his dick. You know it is going to be a good one. After about 10 gentle kisses you finally give in and take his underwear off revealing his hard 8 inch penis. This was the biggest one you’ve ever seen. You even gasped at the size of it.

You grabbed onto his dick and slowly took the tip inside your mouth. You moved your tongue around inside your mouth making his entire tip wet.

You then decided to go deeper. You opened your mouth wider and started to go down on him. His cock tasted so good in your mouth. It was where it belonged.

Damon started thrusting his hips forward and back deeper into your throat. You started gagging as he kept going deeper and deeper inside you. He was really enjoying this and you didn’t even have to compel him to force him. You simply allowed him to be who he really was deep down.

His wet dick carried on thrusting into you until you wanted more. You stood up and asked “Do you want your dick inside my hole now?”

“Oh yes please” he said. He then leaned in for a kiss and this shocked you.

“What? Do you not want that?” He asked.

“I do. It’s just. I wasn’t expecting you to want me so much.” You say pleased.

He smiled an evil smile and and started to undress you. In a flash you were fully naked and facing each other. He turned you around and you dropped your hands onto the couch so that you were bending over and your arse was exposed.

You laughed as you just let him take over. Before you knew it Damon was leaning down and his face was in your arse crack. He started sniffing and licking all at the same time. This felt exhilarating.

Lick lick. Your arse was being devoured and you was enjoying every second.

Then for a few seconds the licking stopped. Just as you were about to turn round to see what was going on you felt his long dick enter you so smoothly and so suddenly.

You yelped out in pleasure as you tensed your hole around his dick making him moan. There was no going slowly for Damon. He was all the way in and out of you 3 times a second. He was so skilled and fast you knew he was a good choice.

After a while in that position he ejected from you and you turned around to lay on the couch. Damon followed you down and grabbed your legs as he pulled your hole towards him.

Your cheeks were spread waiting for him to re-enter you again and he happily obliged. Again you both moaned from the pleasure of each other. He lowered onto you and started to kiss again.

He carried on kissing you and exploring your mouth while he was pounding you so quickly. His raw dick inside you felt so good it brought you immense pleasure.

Faster and faster he went.

“I’m gonna cum” Damon yelled.

“Do it. Do it inside of me.” You begged.

And within a matter of seconds, Damon’s warm seed oozed inside of you. 5 full loads of white treasure explored deeper inside you. You felt each load as it shot out of Damon.

You both moaned at each load from the joy it brought you. It seemed to last an eternity. You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him close.

“You’re mine.” You say.

“I’m yours” he replies.

“And just to make sure…” you start to compel him, “you will do everything I say. You belong to me. You are mine. Your sole purpose is to please and serve me.”

“Yes Master” he replied as he collapsed on top of you panting.

Who next you thought. Maybe that brother?

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hi can you make fluff alphabet for yandere klaus mikaelson

Klaus Michaelson SFW Alphabet

Human Reader

A - Affection

He's not very affectionate so be patient with him and he'll learn

B - Beginning

He was quite closed off at the beginning but loved how brave and adventurous that he just had to have you

C - Cuddles

Doesn't know what to do so expect to help and have to explain it to him

D - Domestic

He just loves to watch you sway to your music as you clean

E - Efforts

40/60 he always puts in the extra effort to make sure you don't leave him

F - Fiance

He becomes extra protective so don't make any plans with any of your male friends

G - Gifts

He loves gifting you expensive stuff

H - Hugs

Didn't get much as a kid and doesn't really feel comfortable giving them

I - Intimacy

He's a weird romantic

J - Jokes

He has a cruel sense of humor

K - Kissing

He likes grabbing your butt when you guys kiss

L - Little Kids

He doesn't really want any but if you somehow get pregnant he's ecstatic

N - Now And Then

He's learned a lot and is finally becoming more affectionate

M - Mornings

He loves watching the sun makes your face glow and don't be scared if you see a few paintings of you

O - Open

He's not really open about his past to anyone so be flattered when he tells you

P - Patience

He has a little bit of patiences and a short temper

Q - Quizzes

He knows everything about you even if you haven't told him

R - Remember

He remembers the night you guys first had sex

S - Security

He's never felt safe but when he lays next to you at night there's a brief moment when he does

T - Take-Out

Doesn't like it and only on special occasions let's you have them

U - Ugly

He compels you whenever he doesn't get his way

V - Vanity

He cares about his looks and makes sure he looks good for you

W - Whole

He feels empty without you

X - Xtra

He will buy anything you look at when your shopping

Y - Yuck

Doesn't like other men touch you even if their family

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Z - ZZZ

Doesn't know how to cuddle you

Check Out My Other Works

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Vampire Diaries/ The Originals? !! Station

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Klaus Mikaelson

Yandere Thoughts: Klaus Mikaelson

Stefan Salvatore

Yandere Thoughts: Stefan Salvatore

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Je Te Laisserai Des Mots

Fandom: The Vampire Dairies/ The Originals Pairing: Damon Salvatore x Male!Reader Summary: Let me leave with words Word Count: 1,109

“Could you see yourself loving me?”

Damon laughs as you rolled your eyes, “Probably not.”

“Could you try?” You asked, Damon gives you a look, you know that look all little too well as you swallow your pride, “Nevermind.”

Damon brushed off as the two of you continue to walk together, you’ve known each other for so long that life together was somewhat blurry. The times where you weren’t by his side if felt like time was slow and there wasn’t anything to speed up time. 

You were helpless, you loved Damon upon first meeting him when the two of you were first humans. As time passes by, when you weren’t by his side anymore - the feeling that used to reside in your heart started to fade. The longer he wasn’t there by your side, you lost the attraction, the love you had for him. 

When Damon followed and stayed with Stefan, he was surprised to see you in Mystic Falls. 

You really haven’t changed much, you were still that cheeky bastard he had remembered decades ago. He asked why you were there, you gave him a vague answer. You never stuck by him for long periods of time, rarely seen in a room together alone. 

It was almost as if the years had allowed you to cleanse yourself from Damon’s toxic behaviour. 

You know your best friend, he’s impulsive and a dickhead, yet that never strayed you far from him. Though you don’t know whether if you could call him your best friend anymore. 

Because when he looks at you, you were still that friendly guy with a big heart but you were more standoffish with him. When you look at him, he’s still an abrasive arse wipe. They say opposites attract and yet, you felt like you two differ so much that you could never attract to each other. 

Though, despite living in the same house and teaming up together, you feel like you could never connect with him again. 

You had made up what Damon is in your head, clouded with your love - he was completely different. Perhaps, Damon filled in that idea of love, maybe you got mixed up with what was romantic love and what was platonic love. 

Damon will admit, though, after some stubbornness, he misses you. He misses how you fitted by his side, he misses your laugh and the jokes you would make with him. After years without you, he felt somewhat empty, somewhat lost in the world. 

He wondered what type of person he would have become if you weren’t in the world. 

After all, you were his moral and rational thinking. You’re the only one who could really put him in his place, unlike his father. Maybe he was avoiding his feelings for you, perhaps he was just thinking he couldn’t possibly love men like he loved women. 

“You’d stay with me?” Damon asked, he remembers how you look off to the distance and shrug your shoulders.

“Why not?” You answered back, because at this point of the story you didn’t know whether it was right to stay with him - you were questioning it, “I mean, Damon, you are my dearest friend. My deepest love. You are the best part of me, and yet...”

“And yet?” Damon pressed on.

You looked at him, “Perhaps it’s the best for us to be apart.”

Damon thought he knew what heartbreak felt, but the moment you announced that you are off to travel the world without him, he couldn’t breathe. He felt like the whole world had stopped spinning and time just stopped. His chest aches after you leave, your goodbye was short and blunt - he hated that. 

Seeing you in the present modern time, he felt, for the first time, the world was no longer tilted so far. He didn’t care if he felt like you were avoiding him because the time he managed to be in your presence he felt at peace.

“You had a history with (Y/n)?” Elena asked, she never really picked up on the fact that Damon can be so emotional.

“You could say that,” Damon responded, “But, not in the way you possibly could think.”

You never wanted to hurt Damon, but deep down you really did. To blame him for all the hurt he had did to you. You wanted him to feel how you suffered the unrequited love, you wanted to experience what it’s like to be loved and never given a definite answer. 

So, when you see Elena with questions in her mind. You were taken aback because she could ask you about different things, vampire or supernatural topics that you could answer. 

But love, love was a hard topic. It sure is a funny topic. 

“Well, why do you ask?” You teased softly, “Are you in love with Damon? Stefan?”

“Uh - no!”

You chuckled, shaking your head before the silence took over and seriousness had washed over you, “Love sure is painful. Trust me, I would know.”

“Yeah...”

“Well, that’s enough love talk from me. I am very tired and very much gay. “

“Where are you going?” Elena asked, you looked at her funny.

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m very much gay, so I’m going to yearn, god knows where that’ll take me.”

Your feet lead you out, but you found yourself upon a hill with a nice view. You recognised it almost immediately, it was the spot that you and Damon use to come to meet up and hang about when you were human.

“You know, I thought I would see you here.”

“Oh, god,” You said almost as quick as your reflexes allow you too.

“I’m going to pretend that didn’t hurt my feelings,” Damon responded.

The two of your stand quietly on the hill, a tree covering the two of you in the sun. The quietness was somewhat relaxing rather than uncomfortable. 

“Can I ask you a question?” Damon says you turn your head slightly to show that you are listening because even after all this time you couldn’t just ignore him.

“Could you see yourself loving me?”

There was silence before there was a sharp inhale from you and a deep exhale, you remember the question all too well just like Damon, “Probably not.”

Damon was not surprised by the answer, he wonders if you said it out of spite or if that’s how you truly felt. 

“Could you try?”

You paused for a second, Damon allowed you to think before he sees you started to turn your back. You muster up the courage to form your answer as you could feel both your hearts breaking.

“No.”

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It's always the small guys

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x male reader; mentioned Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donovan

Universe: somewhere in Vampire Dairies

Warnings: slight Angst, slight fluff

Y/N moved slowly, unable to straighten his sore legs more than a few inches at a time. His back was strained from the previous day's activities.

His strange movements were not immediately noticed by those around him, except for the person he was approaching. Inwardly, he berated himself for doing such stupid things during the week when school and football practice inevitably came up.

Just a short distance from one of his longtime best friends, he winced and needed to rest for a moment when he accidentally took a normal stride, causing pain in his aching body.

At that moment, Matt, Y/N's best friend, noticed him and gave him a questioning look. "Are you all right, bro?" he asked. His thoughtless question sent Y/N into a spiral of doubt. Wasn't he paying enough attention to seem normal? But then again, Matt has always been more observant than most people - except when it comes to Elena, in which case he's blind as a stone.

Y/N took a deep breath to calm himself and answer his friend's question, but the sudden expansion of his lungs increased his pain into overdrive. With an almost inaudible groan, he crashed loudly into the lockers to his friend's left.

Concerned, Matt stepped into action, stabilizing his almost-falling friend. "I'm fine," Y/N unconvincingly tried to sway Matt's opinion of his dire situation.

"Okay, let's... get you up for now," Matt tried to show his innocence but was just as unconvincing as his friend had been before. Although Y/N and Taylor, their mutual second best friend and third musketeer, always joked about Matt's apparent lack of intelligence, he once again marveled at his friend's attentiveness. "How about we try again, maybe without the lies?"

For a second, Y/N thought he heard assertiveness in his gentle friend's voice but pushed those silly thoughts away. Knowing he could not even command a flock of ducks if he tried.

"I just...I overdid my exercises yesterday," Y/N finally admitted.

But the only reaction he got from his friend was a raised eyebrow and his arms folded across his chest. He knew what that meant. Matt was readying himself to lecture him... again.

"How many times do I-"

"Hey. Woah, what's going on here?"

Y/N sighed with relief when he saw Tylor. His glittering eyes pointed at his rescuer, who leisurely walked towards them. When Tylor noticed the longing gaze aimed at him, a one-sided grin suddenly appeared on his square face.

"So you finally realized?" He asked ominously as he reached his two friends.

Suddenly the atmosphere around the three friends changed. Matt’s questioning, slightly disapproving look now stat fest laying on Tylors’ trained frame. His button-up shirt is open - for some reason. It wasn’t warm enough for something like that yet and didn’t even wear his letterman jacket, which he never lefts without.

"What?" Y/N and Matt asked in unison.

"That you want a piece of me. I always knew the day would come when you realize I'm the only one who can give you what you really need."

He came painfully close to Y/N, took his hand, and ran it over his beautifully chiseled torso. Y/N felt more than uncomfortable but remained frozen in place. His second best friend was undoubtedly attractive, but it would've been like sleeping with his brother. Even thinking about it made him shudder.

"Back of Tylor! Y/N already has a boy toy that he is very much in love with!"

The eyes of the boy being spoken about widened in shock at hearing his gentle friend's blunt comment. His eyes searched the hallway, hoping no one had heard his indecent words, especially not him. His left hand flew within seconds, landing over Matt's running mouth, rendering him unable to speak. Y/N's eyes were even larger than before. With fear clearly visible inside them.

"Are you out of your mind?“ He asked him angrily, in a whispery tone.

Just as Matt was about to respond, eyes glittering like those of a kicked golden retriever. Another voice interrupted him.

“What is going on here?“ The voice asked smugly.

The question was not surprising, yet Y/N was unwilling to answer it. So without further ado, knowing full well that there was no way either of his best friends would tell him, Tylor started to pout slightly. When this still got no reaction from them, he clicked his tongue dismissively, turned, and walked away angrily, fists balled.

Still, Y/N waited until Tylor was well away before taking his hands off his other friend's mouth. "He'll be back by the evening at the latest, propping for the answers he wants, you know that, don't you?"

"Yup,“ Y/N sighed heavily.

"So what is it, brother? Your inability to walk properly and bad excuses for not being at practice yesterday?”

“I was sick!“

"Suddenly, you were sick? Stop that crap, dude! I know perfectly well that you didn't exercise yesterday. So what's up, bro? Are you on drugs?"

Stunned, Y/N's nervous eyes darted to his friend, unable to comprehend how he came to such a delusional conclusion. He bowed his head angrily. "Please promise me you won't tell Tylor. I really don't want to be even more sexually harassed by him than he already does."

“Why should he-?“

"I... was intimate with him all day yesterday," Y/N whispered fearfully. Hoping nobody else would hear it.

"Okay..." Matt was confused, "then why can't you walk?"

Y/N knew his friend was dense, but that? Looking around again, he leaned in more discreetly this time, making it look like he was about to kiss his friend.

"Because he almost split me in two when he..."

Even more confused, Matt took a staggering step back to put some space between himself and his friend. However, his hot breath still lingered on his neck and the fine hairs on his ear.

Suddenly a light appeared in his head. His eyes scanned Y/N's body with a shocked look on his face.

"But you're the man!" he yelled softly. "Football captain, gym rat, student president, popular with girls and boys," he reminded his friend almost angrily. "And you're fucking hung!" Matt finally burst out screaming.

A faint pink blush crept up Y/N's cheeks. He didn't know how to react to his friend's reaction to having his privates etched in his memory. But it was all forgotten when he felt how many eyes were on him. It made him shudder with discomfort.

"You have no idea!" Y/N said softly to Matt. He was just as shocked as his friend. He never thought he would let anyone get close to him like that, but that day everything shattered inside of him, and the guy who was to blame rebuilt him, but more to his liking. "He's hiding a monster!"

Right at that moment, someone brushed past Y/N's shoulder quite hard. Only out of the corner of his eye could he see Jeremy's disapproving look. He swallowed audibly when he saw him there.

"So you're Jeremy's boy toy then? He's two years younger than you!"

"And? As if that matters! And no, neither of us is the other's plaything! You know we're a couple!" Y/N said, now annoyed at his friend, rolling his eyes dramatically while he dismissively waved him away. "Please excuse me now. I need to appease my boyfriend before he punishes me...again!"

As Y/N walked away, Matt could only stand there, stunned by too much information. How could a guy like Y/N get so... strange?

He watched as his friend went to his younger boyfriend and hugged him from behind, a silly smile on both faces. Just by looking at it, Matt never would have guessed that what he now knows was a fact. It made it seem like Y/N is the man in their relationship, yet he lies beneath his younger, much smaller boyfriend every time they do it together.

It seems it was time for Matt to redefine his world as Y/N had questioned his worldview for him. Because in his eyes, his second best friend will never be less than "the man" to him. But in the same train of thought, he quickly realized why Y/N had asked him not to tell Tylor about it. Then he would never let Y/N hear the end of it.

But just as Matt turned around, something else hit him in the head. He quickly turned to take a look at Jeremy's pants. They're as always baggier than anything else. Which made him wonder what Y/N had told him about the size of his privates.

He knows Y/N is well endowed. So how big does Jeremy have to be for him to see it and change his entire worldview? Matt is intrigued and has to find out somehow. After all, it has to be extraordinary when Y/N bows to this.

Tylor watched it all from the sidelines. The existential crisis Matt is going through and the weird walk his other best friend takes.

Another grin immediately graced his face. As he turned, his eyes searched the hallway for a specific person he was looking for. "Ohhh, Stefan!" He sings the other's name.

Rolling his eyes, Stefan turned away from Elena to see what Tylor wanted from him. But the first thing he saw was an outstretched hand. Confused, his gaze wandered up to meet the other guy's eyes. "What?" he asked, already out of patience.

“I won the bet!“

"Impossible!“

"See for yourself." He lightly grabbed Stefan's shoulders and maneuvered him to see Y/N and Jeremy together. But it wasn't until they walked away hand in hand that Stefan let out an exaggerated sigh. He quickly pulled out twenty dollars and handed it to Tylor. "Nice doing business with you!"

As he moved away from Stefan, Tylor was already thinking of new ways to annoy Y/N and maybe finally break him to get a piece of him too. After all, he's everyone's type, right?

[Masterlist]

[zaceouiswriting]

Masterlist:

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Short Stories

The independence of the red desert planet

Teen Wolf

Theo Raeken:

Undying love

A good deed

Night of the nights

Love that went through hell

Love always comes back

It will get better

A rotten Christmas

Just another night in my pick-up truck

Hardening hatred

The Onlooker

Theo Raeken Series:

Water from the past P.1

Living with the past P.1

A welcome stranger P.1

A welcome stranger P.2

A welcome stranger P.3

The memory of purple fields (1/2)

The memory of purple fields (2/2)

Derek Hale:

Just one danger of loving a hale

A final decision

A hazelnut brown-eyed boy

Last breath

The unknown son (First Version) - Requested

The unknown son (Second Version) - Requested

The Art of Seduction

Liam Dunbar:

The blindness of the rain

*Art of Seduction

*His type

Jordan Parrish:

Hellish breeze of a warm late summer day

A hellhounds fading innocence

Christmas lights

If you only had known

*Art of Seduction

The dead soldier

A (funny) Christmas revelation

Peter Hale:

*Mornings like this

*Art of Seduction

Brett Talbot:

Refreshed love

*Art of Seduction

Overprotective Brothers

Ethan Steiner:

Good old times

Isaac Lahey:

Unexpected savior

*Art of Seduction

A wolf’s undead protector

Vernon Boyd:

Frat boy slasher

Multiple characters:

Broken promise of a normal day - Brett Talbot/Theo Raeken

Charming love - Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken

Old love - Liam/Isaac

Deaths cold touch - Allison Argent/Aiden Steiner/Gabe/Theo Raeken/Scott McCall

*Warmth of two bodies - Aiden Steiner/Ethan Steiner

*Just a normal game night, right? - Isaac Lahey/Cato (Hunger Games)/Logan (OC)

The mentor - Liam Dunbar/Jordan Parrish

The jock brother - Liam Dunbar (brother)/Jordan Parrish/Theo Raeken

A night to remember - Theo Raeken/Liam Dunbar 

If I were brave enough - Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken/Male reader

The first taste of disobedience

Lost Love (Request)

Betrayal

Snowy Winter Fun - Theo Raeken/Liam Dunbar (slight Brett Talbot and Isaac Lahey)

The new guy - Sean Walcott, Aiden Steiner, Ethan Steiner, Liam Dunbar, mentioned Theo Raeken

Series with multiple characters:

Apprentice hunter:

Part 1 - Nolan Holloway/Gabe

Part 2 - Nolan Holloway/Gabe/Theo Raeken

Helping alpha:

Part 1 - Jordan Parrish/Theo Raeken

Part 2 - Jordan Parrish/Theo Raeken

Part 3 - Jordan Parrish/Theo Raeken/Corey Bryant/Gabe/Nolan Holloway

The elf and his supernatural harem:

*Part 1 -  Jordan Parrish/Deputy Strauss

*Part 2 -  Deputy Strauss/Stiles Stilinski/Scott McCall/Theo Raeken

Lurking in the dark:

Part 1 - Jordan Parrish/Brett Talbot

The Order

Randall Carpio:

*Unexpected Love

*The Art of seduction

Multiple characters:

Worth it - Randall Carpio/Hamish Duke

Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood - Serie:

Raven-haired beauty:

Part 1:

Part 2:

Part 3:

Part 4:

*Part 5:

Alec Lightwood:

Through sickness and annoyance

*Art of Seduction

The last straw

Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

Klaus Mikaelson/Hope Mikaelson - Serie:

The fairy stone:

Part 1:

Part 2:

Klaus Mikaelson:

Art of Seduction

Matt Donavan:

Pretty boy with ocean blue eyes

*Art of Seduction

Jeremy Gilbert:

The hunter and its prey

Former friends

*Art of Seduction

It’s always the small guys

The helpful teacher

Malachai “Kai” Parker:

The betrayed and the heretic

*Art of Seduction

Jet Tien - Serie:

Fairy vengeance and the wrath of gods:

*Part 1:

Multiple characters:

The last heartbreak

Riverdale

Sweet Pea:

The sweet and the beast

The Sweet and the Trickster

The Sweet and the Shy

The Sweet and The jock

The Sweet and The Botanist

Onto new shores

The Promise

Heartless Business

Fangs Fogarty:

*In need of better grades

Reggie Mantle:

Price of a lie

Shallow friends

The gentle love of two doves

The little brother

Connor Rowland (OC)

Sleeping darkness in a tame church boy

Multiple Characters:

The crush of three - Requested - Reggie Mantle/Chuck Clayton/Archie Andrews

The scumbag jock boyfriend - Reggie Mantle/Archie Andrews

Series with multiple characters:

The gay and the jocks:

Part 1: Chuck Clayton

*Part 2: Chuck Clayton/Archie Andrews/Connor Rowland (OC)

*Part 3:  Chuck Clayton/Archie Andrews/Connor Rowland (OC)

The Truth:

Breaking of trust: Reggie Mantle

A last resort: Reggie Mantle/Sweet Pea

Not much of a stranger: Reggie Mantle/Sweet Pea

A friendly competition: Sweet Pea/Reggie Mantle

Throne of three crowns:

General Pea: Sweet Pea

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Nicholas Scratch:

A warlock's false devotion

Multiple Characters:

Unholy, holy trinity: Nicholas Scratch/Caliban

9-1-1

Evan Buckley:

Nature of flames

Edmundo ‘Eddie’ Diaz:

The best revenge is a life well lived

DC

Dick Grayson:

Messages above the grave

Loving the oldest of four brothers

The smell of love

Sweet reminder of love

When your best friend is (a) Dick

A good neighbor

Winter feast

His Audacity

Death of a Nemesis

Jason Todd:

Back from the dead

The duality of love

Danger of love

Clark Kent:

Maturing of Superman

*Vivid blue eyes of a lewd All-American man

Jon Kent:

The Golden Crown

Bruce Wayne

The good Dad

Batfamily:

Worst day

Worst day (2)

The favorite Bat-Brother?

Multiple characters:

The paradox of life - Clark Kent/Conner Kent

*The Master of Fulfillment - Jason Todd/Dick Grayson

Series with multiple characters:

The unfaithful bat:

The unfaithful bat: Bruce Wayne

Reckoning: Bruce Wayne

*A new villain: Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent

An almost forgotten birthday

New Professor

Part 1: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd/Tim Drake

Part 2: Revealing: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd/Tim Drake

Lust of their shadows:

*Part 1 - Dick Grayson

Original Characters:

Son’s best friend

Marvel

Multiple Character:

Teenage Crisis - Peter Parker/Logan (OC)

Series with multiple Characters: 

Betrayal at a superhero - Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes

Betrayal at a superhero: The judgment -  Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes

Miscommunication -   Peter Parker/Logan (OC)/Connor Rowland (OC)

Miscommunication (2) - Peter Parker/Logan (OC)/Connor Rowland (OC)

Steve Rogers:

Save the Children

Saving the children

Fantastic four:

Multi-characters series: 

Easy corruption of the straight, human torch (1)

Easy corruption of the straight, Human Torch and Mister Fantastic (2)

Twilight

Series with multiple Characters:

Whispering of the wolves - Paul Lahote

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Whispering of the wolves: The pain of claws - Paul Lahote

League of Legends

Sett series:

The Wanderer and The Boss

Winx Club/Winx Saga

Sky/Brandon/Riven - Series:

Fairy Prince

Fairy Prince (2)

Fairy Prince (3)

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans:

Masterlist

Vikings:

Bjorn Ironside:

Brothers

Pokémon:

Leon:

The rancher’s failing champion boyfriend

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker:

The light of the senate

A final revelation

Multi Characters Series:

The wild explosion of a one-sided love :

Part 1: Theo Raeken/Randall Carpio (Teen Wolf/The Order)

Multi-Character Serie:

The farmer:

Alec Lightwood/Sweet Pea P.1

The Art of seduction:

*Randall Carpio

*Liam Dunbar

*Jordan Parrish

*Derek Hale

*Peter Hale

*Brett Talbot

*Isaac Lahey

*Alec Lightwood

*Klaus Mikaelson

*Matt Donovan

*Jeremy Gilbert

*Malachai “Kai” Parker

*Malachai “Kai” Parker P.2

Info: Smut = * 

[zaceouiswriting]

The Art of Seduction: Malachai “Kai” Parker P.2

Character: Malachai “Kai” Parker x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies/Legacies

Warnings: Smut, Kinky

Authors note: Hello, you beautiful people! I was confronted with a little problem. To your info, this never should’ve been written. This series was planned as one-shots, but I foolishly did not mention that anywhere. Therefore, as @obviouslyhex requested the second part in a repost, I felt compelled to do it. To make sure I made myself clear, never try anything this sneaky and cheeky again! I rather have a DM or a Comment under the post. But thank you for your interest in my work! Despite all of that, I actually think this is one of my better works, so hopefully, you can all enjoy the piece that should never have existed.

Life became exciting. To hold Mr. Parker in the dark about me and my past made our play even more enticing. Despite his tough outer shell, I knew it was butter in my hands. The day after I got him to bend me over his desk to fuck me deep with his massive cock, I knew that he was a goner. Already the day after, he almost was like a love-drunken puppy. It made me a little sick.

He was supposed to be that big evil psychopath playing with people’s feelings and lives. Too easy to get him hooked onto me. I didn’t even have to use my magic to corrupt his mind for me. The touches he'd sneaked in all the time we had seen each other. Standing close to my table, closer than usual, standing perfectly so I could see his bulge, but no one else could.

I knew what he wanted, for me to fall onto my knees and worship his body as his loyal follower he believes I am. But instead, I left his class after the bell rang. He was flabbergasted, ran after me the rest of the day, and tried to get me to bend over for him again and again.

Eventually, it got so bad that I just began to ignore him, letting him hang and craving my touch.

For days, this was everything he had done, almost begging me to touch him in any way, 

The moment he felt something different about me, his soft spot for me vanished seemingly out of nowhere. His eyes were cold and stoic, fixated on me as if he wanted to rip my head off and drink me empty. Eventually, that heat surged up inside me again, my cock growing to hardness as his murderous gaze was focused on me once more.

The whole class didn't take his eyes off me, only this time, I loved his attention. When the bell rang, he stood firm and straightened his back. „Everyone can go. Except for you!“ His finger pointed out my figure, voice just as cold as his blood-lusting eyes.

Before everyone had left the room, he came right up to me. He didn't care if anyone could see his hand suddenly gripped my neck tight enough to kill me if he wanted to. My pulse ran a hundred miles an hour. For the first time, I feared him. I knew he would kill me if he wanted to, even though he couldn't. Only the thought of him trying; made me almost cum hands-free in my pants.

Instead of breaking my neck, he pulled me towards him, feet in the air. I didn't have a word in that matter. As his face got closer, I hoped he would bite me and drink some of my blood. But the only friction I got was him breathing in heavily.

„What does that mean?" he asked, whispering in my ear. For a second, I was dumbed out of my brain. I was confused. He ripped open my shirt a little to reveal a freshly healed wound on my shoulder. If he only knew that half my body was covered with these bite wounds.

„I had some fun with one of the werewolf football players.“ After I told him this piece of Information, he squeezed my throat. Thanks to my magic, he couldn’t do real damage, but he did not have to know this. Instead, I licked my lips lasciviously, enjoying the pain he was inflicting on me.

He scoffed, he fucking scoffed, did not even change the neutral line his lips had made. No grin, or sadistic look in his eyes, more a look of disgust.

Carelessly, he suddenly threw me through the air. I landed forcefully against one of the walls. Before I could understand what was happening, I got pulled off the ground again, just to be thrown again, punched in the air, and landed right onto one of the desks.

Covered in blood and even more confused, Mr. Parker finally stopped his attack on my body and turned my body over so that I was lying on my back. „I hope you had fun with this little mud. We'll see if it felt worthy of dying for a quick fuck with a beast."

Up until this point, I never thought that this man would actually hurt me. It happened like that, sinking his teeth into my neck and sucking the blood out of my body. I immediately felt my body weaken.

That was not for long. Soon Mr. Parker fell, his fangs just slipping out of my neck. But the damage to him was already done, and a primal lust in me had awakened.

Concentrating on my healing, using a little bit of my magic, my blood content was filled in mere moments while my wounds were all in unison healed. „That was not a good idea, Mr. Parker, my god!“ I told him with a smirk as I slowly got up from where he had tried to drink me dry.

Standing again, only blood on my skin, but not a single open wound. My back was to the man that just tried to take my life. „I never thought that you would dare to kill me. But maybe, it was for the best.“ Finally, I turned around to him, my eyes completely turquoise, with no pupil or iris, just that one color.

Fear flowed through the body of the man, that never had to fear anything but was feared by everyone else. Incredulous, he looked at me out of big eyes that tried to understand what was happening. With not even the movement of my hand, I only needed my thoughts he began to levitate.

I approached his floating body and ran my fingers over his clothing. They slowly dissolved only the parts my finger had already passed. „It is sad, Mr. Parker. I had so much hope in you. Once I saw the lust for blood in you, the disregard for life, and the hatred for almost everything. I thought I found someone just like me, but in the end, you were just like anyone else; pathetic.“

Shortly after my small monolog, I finally reached his neck, his Adam’s apple, and nervously jumped up and down as I softly caressed it between two fingers. Only to wander further up and feel his trimmed beard beneath my fingertips as they made their way to his sinful lips. So delicious.

I could only bend for a little bit, capturing them with mine. With no fuss, he let me do whatever I wanted. But that was more my fault than his. After getting my back straight again, after that brief chaste kiss, I finally saw what I had been feeling, his big eyes following my every move, so scared, so pathetic.

„For the first time in my life, I felt something when I first looked into your eyes, although I could see that one day you'll be my man. But now I don't know if that's still possible."

While I made eye contact, my right hand roamed over his gorgeous body, caressing his tight, muscular chest and massaging his beautiful, perfectly chiseled abs all the way down to his already rock-hard, big cock. With a few lazy strokes, I felt his pleasure coursing through his body, his cheeks faintly pink.

„Your jealousy got you something that will kill you; my blood. Every cell of my body is filled with magical energy, enough to destroy everything that exists if I lose control. Surely enough to kill a sole vampire, warlock hybrid.“ Slowly I started to stroke his cock more energetically. Though he was doing his best not to show me he was enjoying it, the moans that erupted every now and then gave him away, and I was not even reacting to his loud gasps for air. „But I know a way to save your little… pathetic life. You only have to call me ‚Master‘.“ A dirty smirk appeared on my lips, knowing his ego would not allow something like this.

„Never!“ He brought out after a lot of difficulties.

„I knew you would say that.“ My smirk grew as I let him float around, letting him land on his own desk. I put one of his bare legs on my shoulder and stared straight into his soul. „The werewolf alpha said something similar before I completely broke him while fucking his tight virgin ass in the locker room this morning. He begged me to fill him with my semen, to impregnate him. If I wanted to, I even had the option to make him my breeding whore. With magic as powerful as mine, I only have to decide to do something like this. You know.“

As I talked to him and recounted my past antics, I simultaneously undid my fly, nothing more, and pulled out my own already rock-hard cock. Just as thick as my teachers, although I was half an inch shorter. I was still not fully grown at that point, though.

As soon as my cock head touched his tight, apparently also virgin hole, it started licking precum. Smearing it all over that sweet entrance, I teased it repeatedly but never let it slip in. „Before I let you fuck me…Ohhh, so good! Before I let you fuck me, I was solely a top… Ohhh, man… Guh… Fucking every man I wanted. I hoped you would be… Fuck… were the right man, but no, you are just a fuckhole like any other man!“

More and more moans and groans left my mouth as I grew impatient to only play with the man's hole. „I hope you are ready!“ I yelled at him, not giving him any more time. I pushed past his muscle and rammed myself painfully inside of him.

His hand grabbed his desk and ripped it apart as well. He gritted his teeth to keep me from getting the satisfaction of his screams. „Let it out!“ I ordered him, but he did not listen. So I slapped him hard enough that his head flew to the side. Finally, his painful groans filled the air. „Was it- Fuck- Was it so hard now?“ My question, full of smugness, made him stare at me murderously, dangerously. If he only had never lost this side for me.

„God, your ass is… is perfect- Fuck!“ I grabbed his other leg and threw it over my shoulders as well, grabbed his waist, and began pumping in and out at a brutal rate. Now he was the one who lubricated me with his blood, breaking him from the inside out. But at the same time, making sure that the magic inside my blood did not kill him by taking every bit of excess magic out of him. It was the easiest way.

I never, in my life, had an ass like his; perfectly peachy and still hard as a rock. It felt amazing. Especially his sweet hole. As my pumps became even more brutal, I ran my hands over his magnificent body, for he was already clinging to the wood of his desk for dear life; I didn't need to hold him in place as well.

„You are the single most beautiful man I have ever seen!“ I told him, groaning into his ear, folding him completely. My voice was husky and out of breath. With his knees beside his head, I stared directly into his beautiful blue-grey eyes. „Maybe… Just maybe I will keep you. Make you- God, I am close! Make you in my little cock whore! Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming!“ I screamed finally, spilling my seed deep inside his intestines.

Out of breath, I fell onto his muscular chest and tried to regain control of my breathing. I felt his sides up and down. He was like me, trying to get enough air inside his lungs.

„Even though you're pathetic, you're one hell of a fuck!" I told him when I had gathered enough strength to get off his chest again. He still looked at me out of almost empty eyes, never breaking eye contact. „Oh, did you think that we were finished and you could get to sleep now?“ I asked him in a mocking tone. „Oh poor, stupid Mr. Parker, no, I will fuck you as long as I want, for at least an hour, until my magic is back inside me!“ A devilish grin replaced the smug one I had worn throughout our sexual encounter.

My dick hasn’t left this hole yet. Still rock-hard inside him, I just started moving again. But when I heard his high-pitched whimper, I stopped, only to watch his fat balls squirt another load onto his stomach. „God, you came again, already? I didn’t even need to touch you!“ I grabbed his cock, carefully playing with its head, smearing his cum, all over it. „Pleeasee, stop that!“ He begged me.

"Then cum for me again. Come on bitch I know you want that!" Now more aggressively massaging his cock head, his breathing quickened once more. I only pumped into him shallowly, so his prostate didn't get enough friction.

„Plea-Please fuck me-I need-You have to-“

„Tze, Tze, Tze, I don't have to do anything, my little slut. You are now under my control, and you still have to call me by my title.“ I let it sink in for a while, but he was already fucked stupid enough.

So I took my cock out of his gorgeous ass and pushed it back deep into his gut, and penetrated his prostate once more. Before he could come through, I squeezed his cock painfully and pulled his balls.

„Noooo!“

I just shrugged and fucked him at a brutal pace, still having his balls pulled away in my hand. „We will see how long you can keep this superior attitude up, pretty boy!“

„I’m-I’m- Ughhh… older than, Arghh- you!“

„You think.“ I kissed him again, shutting him up effectively.

As we fell into a peaceful silence, with only our skins clapping onto each other could be heard, I actually lost myself in his eyes. If things were different, maybe I could have loved him, but without such feelings, it's just a handsome face.

But Mr. Parker was more resilient than I thought. Even though I made him my personal cock slut, he remained adamant about being my boss. So I decided to play dirty.

My hand wrapped around his delicious neck, squeezing tightly, but that was not my master plan. He found himself touched everywhere. His eyes rolled back in his head as his body became overworked. Magical minimal touches drove him into insanity. His tongue; sticking out, like the cheap whore he is. All the while, only a shallow airflow held him half-dead. Vampires are a weird thing; On one hand, they're dead, but on the other, as long as there's fresh blood flowing through their veins, they're kind of alive.

That I could even have such thoughts with my fat cock, deep in the most delicious hole of the most beautiful man I have ever seen - was a miracle.

I had lost track of time as soon as my cock entered him. But even though this was the case, Malachai, as I will call him from now on, he has lost all authority in my eyes, looking at me hungrily like that, still did not break.

Therefore my last trick had to be played. Suddenly immeasurable pain filled his head. „I will not ask again, pretty boy.“ I fucked him harder and harder. Quickly I could feel myself approaching another orgasm.

„Please… Please!“ He finally cried out, real salty tears rolling down his cheeks. Maybe he was more alive than I thought.

„I can hear you, and you know what to do to get treated well!“ His lips became a neutral line as he tried his best to endure the pain and the pleasure.

„Master, please,“ he whispered quietly.

„I couldn't hear you!“ My smugness was audible for the man, but he was finally at his breaking point.

„I beg you, Master!“ More tears went down his face. Without an answer, I let go of his balls, and he came like a volcano within seconds. His moans were so loud and lewd that I was sure that they could even get out my seal, and I loved the idea of other people hearing this slut, moaning for me.

He was covered in his own cum when he finished. His ass had spasmed so powerfully that I had to stop before I came with him. Instead, I waited until he was loose again and continued to fuck him for a few more minutes.

Penetrating his prostate so well that he went in and out of consciousness. „FUCK!“ I finally screamed. Coming inside him so much that it flowed out before I could even pull my dick out of him.

Half asleep, I opened my seal and wanted to leave the room, letting him lie there. We fucked until the sun went down. So it was sure that I got all my magic back. But someone came to the room, so I had to do something about that. 

I rolled my eyes with a blink of my eyes and teleported us both to his room, an adjoining bathroom. Carefully I carried him effortlessly to it, washing him, cleaning out his insides, and putting some comfortable clothes onto him. As I laid him into his bed, I went beside him under his blanket, pulling him onto my chest. In a couple of years, I surely will be taller than him in every part.

„Remember what I am to you, and I will be good to you, care for you as if you are a king.“ I whispered into his ear, my breath hot and my words sincere. „But if you ever… I mean, disrespect me EVER; today would be a wet dream for you. Do you understand, my little slut?“

He did not answer me, probably already too far away, but he weakly pulled himself further on top of me, his hands grasping for my warmth and possible love. I could get used to that. At least if he loves me, he won't leave, I told myself that.

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Art of Seduction: Klaus Mikaelson

Character: Klaus Mikaelson

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Just s little bit smutty

In protection of the night, I was walking around a mansion, built in weeks, which alarmed my order. As one of the strongest, I, of course, got the mission, to find out who was living in the house and who in the world was this person able to do it that fast.

Some of the elders already had their thoughts on who it was, of course, and gave me some useful advice, as well as some minor things that should make this job easier.

One of those things was a lockpick, enchanted to open every door, without any problems or sounds. But strangely the back door on which I had used it, was not locked. I found myself wondering, who in their right mind, does not lock their doors? But I was sure, that I would find that out soon enough.

So I just opened the door wide enough to slip in. Crouched I moved further into it. Where I was able to see portraits of young people, most likely the family owning the house. Of which I made pictures myself.

Just as made the last picture, one of a small boy, that did not seem to be as accurate as the other were, I heard a creak from upstairs. 

Panicking my head went from side to side, in search of a place to hide. But I couldn't find anything, that would hide all of me. Except for a curtain. Behind which I quickly disappeared.

It took a while before the person walked down the stairs. At first, I thought it was an old man, but the steps had too much force in them, to be that way. For some reason, I felt compelled to look out of my hiding spot to see who was standing at the bottom of the stairs. But as I just that, there was no one. I hadn't heard anyone walking away.

„What?“, II mumbled from me, instantly, putting my hands above my mouth. Realized what I just had done. But surprisingly nothing happened. Nobody came to get me or something else. An eerie fear grew inside of me. Something wasn’t right in this house and I stumbled right into a mess, could feel this.

Nevertheless, I had a mission to complete and I could not let my people let down. We all lived in fear long enough. Making sure that the coast was clear I hurried upstairs, from where the person or apparently ghost came, which almost made me shit my pants. Believing the owner of this mansion, would find me and slice me in half or shoot me, whatever weapon this person would've gotten.

Thankful to the lord in heaven, I did not encounter anyone. Just for me to wander from room to room, wondering, why all of them were empty. No interior at all, not one closet, shelf, or even a bed. Just emptiness. 

If I had thought before, that this house gave me the shills, now it made me downright fearful. „Is this person a serial killer?“, I wondered myself a bit too loudly maybe.

Again I thought a person, would just jump around the next corner, jumping on me, slicing me up, and do whatever with me. But nothing happened. Not even when I finally reached the last room. I already had given up. Strangely this one last room was furniture to the end.

A ginormous bed masterfully manufactured the wood was engraved with animals and strange runes. Adjacent rooms, one a bathroom and the other was a walk-in wardrobe. In the fucking room were a piano and a canvas on which was a hard-finished piece of work. 

The door frames and even the white-colored pieces of wood, filling out all the corners and edges were masterfully crafted like this.

But the work on the canvas was the real deal in the room. Every step to it, felt like something behind me came closer.

„That is me.“

„Hello, love.“ The sudden voice, made me jump at least a foot into the air. Just for me to turn around and see a handsome stranger. His face looked like, it was made by the same artisan that had made all these beautiful cravings.

„Why do you have a half-finished portrait of me here?“ My voice was loud and its tone confused. But the man did not seem to mind. He even came closer to me. As I wanted to take out my knife, I had to realize that my body did not do what I wanted it to do. 

He walked around me like a predator would do it to its prey. „Because you are beautiful of course, love.“ I could hear the smug smile on his face as he spoke those words. Even though this situation was beyond my capabilities of comprehension, I did not fear the man.

The spell he must’ve put on me, so I couldn’t move, made me think he was a warlock or something like that. But his natural aura told me otherwise. There was nothing magical about him, only lust for blood.

It took me a while to understand it. „You are a vampire,“ I said with such confidence, that he actually came to a halt in front of me, smiling in my face. 

„And you broke into my home. Maybe I should drink your dry?“, he asked, teasing my neck with his skilled tongue. With my body shuddering under his touch, I almost wanted to agree to it.

„Try it, bloodsucker, we will see how much longer you will live after it.“ If I took the arrogance the man was portraying correctly he would do it without a second thought. But instead, he walked away from me, chuckling.

Instead of going away as I hoped he would, he closed the door to the room, locking it in the process. 

A spell so strong that it even reached my brain, echoed from the walls, reminding me of things that once had happened, I never knew were there.

„Klaus?“, I asked the man weakly. As he nod, I fell to my knees. „How?“

„A couple of witches helped me, they erased your memories, but we found a way to get you back, even though it is only in this room.“

For the first time I could remember, this strong often sadistic man, teared up. Pulling me in his arms, breaking me out of the invisible cage his handsome face had brought me in. Letting his tears flow. „I have you back, finally I have you back!“

His broken voice almost broke me. I finally remembered how long it was, that we were far from each other. Unable to be together, like they should’ve been.

„I’m here, Klaus. You brought me back. No time for tears. If only the magic of this room can break what others have done to me, let us make more. Show me what man you became, your love growing inside of you, everyday and corrupt my eternal body, to mark it as yours and break this evil curse!“

Before I knew it, we were on the bed, obviously made for both of us, runes symbolizing the day we confessed our love to the other, all over it.

Not a single word was spoken in a night filled with lust and happiness of being in each others arms again.

Feeling his toned body again, after all those years, licking every centimeter again, feeling the hand, with which he had murdered thousands, there blood still echoing their last memories in ma head, around my own throat, as I rode him into oblivion.

After he came the first time, he fucked me again, only this time against a wall, the third time, he took me on all fours. Only after this he was happy laying on the bed. Trying to catch his breath again. Just to gasp surprised, as I took his legs and pulled them into the air. „You did not think, that I would leave all the fun to you, right Nicky? Just like the first night we had with each other, will I ruin you just as much as you did with me.“

Before he could complain as he always does, before he moans like a little whore, I blocked his mouth with my own. Filling it with my tongue, dominating his weakened mind.

„Just like the first time, how do you get this tight all over again?“ A rhetorical question, I did not even want an answer of, because I knew it already. But to hear him chuckle, while he moaned loudly into my ear was worth everything I went through.

„You were such an little shit, when you were younger, always running behind your big brother and father, always trying to fight me. Just for me to put you back into place just like right now.“ I underlined my words, with an extra harsh thrust, right into this sweet spot, that made his mind go blink, just as he had done to me. „Always under me at the end, as always, my sweet boy.“  At the sound of the nickname I had called him so long ago, he almost broke down again. Tears filling his eyes, which I were just able to kiss away.

Finally we were together again, only for this time, I will not go back to them again. Shall they fight their war alone. I deserved to be with the one I love. And what if I destroy the world with it? As long as I am at his side, nothing can hurt me.

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[zaceouiswriting]

Art of Seduction: Malachai “Kai” Parker

Character: Malachai “Kai” Parker x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies/Legacies

Warnings: Smut, Kinky

Life was never what I thought it would be. As a kid, before I developed my skills, I always saw in movies how perfect life could be - and then my abilities grew. From the moment my mother conceived me, she could feel much more magic flowing through her body than she could ever produce herself.

When I was born, I seemed to have broken the veil between worlds, as all my magic, once restrained by my mother, was free to roam. It was the first time anyone had seen the fairies' homeworld again and even been able to speak to them. They helped to contain my magic - for a while, at least. 

Seven is a beautiful number, meaning nothing special to most kids except me. It was the day my world turned upside down. I remember exactly what happened on that day. It was my birthday, and I played with all my friends. Many of them were warlocks and witches themselves. I never thought that something terrible would happen with our parents around us. Above all, I never thought that I would be the cause of fearful screams.

We played hide and seek. I was one of the hiders and hid behind a tree. At that age, a tree could still conceal me. It was there, behind that tree, that I heard something strange. Something cracked. It sounded like a rock breaking into pieces. It was strange. I knew I was alone in this place, not a single stone in sight.

I only became more anxious as these sounds did not stop. For no real reason, I looked down at my wrist. There was a bracelet with a green fairy stone that those powerful beings had given my parents to hold my magic. The stone had to touch my skin at all times. But something had changed. The stone began to crack. I could only imagine what that meant. 

Just before I could call out to my parents, the stone exploded. I could feel a heavy weight drop from my shoulders. Instead, an unnaturally awful feeling rose in the pit of my stomach.

As I tried to run back to the house, I passed some of my friends lying on the ground, their eyes blank and their bodies devoid of magic.

Even most of the adults were that way too. Only my mother was still breathing, her magic gone as well.

„No, no, no, stop it! I can't fall down that hole again!“ I muttered angrily, under my breath, while fiddling with the straps on my backpack. My eyes were down, fixated on the floor as they usually were. Accidentally, I ran into someone. „Sorry, I was in my own thoughts,“ I told the person while helping get the papers off the floor. As I touched his hand, my head was filled with pain, betrayal, and, oddly enough, psychopathic tendencies.

As far as I know, my head has never jumped up so quickly. I looked straight at a... particularly handsome man. Dark brown hair and mesmerizing blue-grey eyes. They reminded me of a tropical storm - warm but catastrophic. „Don’t worry, everything is okay,“ he told me with a smile. But I could see the bloodlust in his eyes. For the first time in a long time, I felt something again. A spark of nervousness showed me that not everything in me was dead. Just able to look after the man as he walked away, my entire world began to spin only around him.

Everywhere I looked, I could only see him. His ugly suit should be destroyed. And laws should be arranged so this man was only allowed to walk around in his tie and underwear. God, I can't even start to describe how much I want his strong hands to choke me while he fucks me over his desk.

My chance finally came at the end of the day. The room he had just taught us emptied until only the two of us were left.

„Don't you want to go as well? Running after your little friends and not annoying me any further?“ Even though he had a charming smile on his perfect face, his voice still was just as sharp as a knife. I knew I was playing with a dangerous psychopath, but where would the fun be if I wasn't?

„No, I like it here. It’s a beautiful sight in here.“ I started flirting with him shamelessly. But he seemed not amused, rolling his eyes, looking down at his clock.

With a flick of his finger, he pushed my chair back to signal me to leave. Instead of getting up, I clasped my hands behind my back and looked up at him, my head cocked to the side, and my lips curled into a smug grin. „Good that you made place, now sit down on my desk, so I can finally suck this big dick you are hiding from me.“

He just scoffed, packed up his things, and even tried to leave the room. But before he could, I slammed the door and sealed it shut. „I really didn't want it to happen like that, but if you so stupidly want to play coy, even though we both know how badly you want to bend me over every surface in this room as a punishment for me running into you.“ He was utterly confused. I let my voice echo off all the walls making it sound like I was everywhere. „I saw what you did to your covenant. And how you became a vampire-warlock hybrid, finally able to wield your own magic that makes you more powerful than before.“

I could see firsthand his smile fade and his neutral, callous nature emerge. It made me feel all giddy inside. His eyes were full of anger. He was ready to cast spells at me or kill me with his bare hands.

„Don’t even think of it, Mr. Parker? Isn’t that your real name, or do you want me to call you Malachai? Because... why not? You will be balls deep in me in a second anyway.“ I shrugged nonchalantly with my shoulders.

My hand slowly followed his tie, slipped under his buttoned-up shirt, between two of the buttons, and felt his perfectly chiseled chest.

„What do you want?“ He asked through gritted teeth. Knowing I had him by his balls because no one is allowed to know who he is.

„A little kiss would be a good start, don’t you think?“

He reluctantly accepted, cupping the back of my head while he contemplated his life choices the whole time before, finally gently placing his lips on mine. I never would've guessed that a man like him was inexperienced in anything. But his kiss felt like his first. Even though it was the worst kiss I'd ever had, I didn't want to break his confidence.

„Is that all?“ His voice after that kiss, full of anger but also sexual desire, was so deep and thick that I wanted him even more than before.

„With a secret as big as yours? I don't think so!” As my hand gripped his cock harshly, I felt he was already semi-hard. „You seem to like it, so shut up, fuck me already! And I'll think about keeping your secret."

Eventually, his anger boiled over. He traded places with his superior speed and slammed me against the sealed door. His cock pressed hard against my ass while he held my head with his left hand while his right rested on my waist. "Why shouldn't I kill you now? Drink your body dry and get rid of it?” His tongue ran sinfully over his sharp teeth as he said these words. He forced an involuntarily lewd moan out of my throat at the mere thought of his teeth piercing deep into my flesh.

I only softly dragged my hand through his dark hair. He pressed his head closer to mine until his lips started biting my ear out of reflex. „Because we both want this.“ I was able to whisper quietly.

He cursed under his breath, seemingly also aware of what would be happening next. Already preparing for his more callous side, which I had seen in my vision, I was confused to get seated back, onto my chair, with him sitting on my desk.

„If you really want to know pain, take it out then.“ He ordered me. It sounded scary, but I had already seen all sorts of results from it, and I knew exactly how big it really was.

Still, nothing could prepare someone to see a cock that long and a shaft that fucking big. He was a monster with a relatively slim body. Great muscles but small shoulders. „Come on, suck it… or was it just your big mouth talking?“ The cocky grin he had when he killed his entire family, now pointed in my direction, was all I needed to give into my horniness completely.

As I engulfed his cock with my lips, I could already feel that he would not be able to hold on for long. It only took me to deep throat him once for him to come with a loud groan. „FUCK!“ he screamed loudly. Thankfully nobody outside of the room would be able to hear it.

Swallowing every drop of his thick, white load, I finally took his cock back out of my mouth. Still hard, still ready for more.

„Let us get more comfortable, Mr. Parker.“ I said seductively. With that, all of his clothes were gone, including the ugly glasses. Only his underwear and tie were left. And I was sitting naked in front of him, waiting for his next move. And I did not have to wait long.

„Dirty little whore," he murmured darkly as he grabbed my throat and pushed me toward his own desk. Slamming me on the hardwood as his hands slowly got down my body, feeling up my legs, getting them on his shoulders.

Without a word, he broke into my open hole. I tried to push him away from the pain he was causing me, but he only choked me harder. Now with both hands. „Is this what you wanted? Be taken like the whore you are? I'll show you what you deserve! Worship your new fucking god!“

I moaned, unable to form words, let alone sentences, as his massive cock entered my hole, even to the point of damaging my insides. It just made his cock move in and out smoother. Neither of us cared what it was that lubricated me to take him easier. It brought Malachai to groan in my ear like the animal he is.

The pain soon went away, leaving me throbbing. With a kind of pleasure, I'd never felt before. He looked like a god. Smirking down at me, now in complete control of my body and mind, as long as he was holding my throat and fucking me deep.

His eyes fixated on mine. Just as I was about to faint, he removed one of his hands from my throat and took my hand in his, forcing me to feel his beautiful body up and down. „Moan for me bitch! Tell me I'm your god, and you'll serve me well!“

I did whatever he told me, just wanting him to fill me up with his magnificent seed. Even though he seemed to be a virgin before this, he could hold up way longer than before. But all good things had to end at some point. As I silently begged, he finally came deep into me, filling my insides with his seed.

Falling onto me, I caressed his head softly, massaging it. He became so relaxed that I almost felt his murderous tendencies had disappeared.

And maybe they did, but his harsh treatment of me did not. A minute later, he had pulled out and pushed me onto the ground, ordering me to lick his body, worship every part of it, and later on, suck his cock again. Tasting the iron-filled lubricant my body provided for him.

We both left the room when it became dark. „Nice talking to you, Mr. Parker. We will see each other at the latest tomorrow.“ I promised him, with a dirty smirk gracing my slightly bruised face. „I will only keep your secret as long as you fuck me.“ I explained to him further before kissing him one last time. His beard softly scratched my perfectly smooth face. He was less reluctant this time and almost wished he didn't break the kiss.

As I walked away, I could feel panic rising in him. Believing he just had fucked some sixteen-year-old student or so, if he knew the truth. I knew he would try to use me instead of vice versa. Even though he is my new god, I own him. Not just because of his secret but because he loves it as much as I do. Two sick souls have found each other, and I can't wait for him to fuck me that good again. Maybe one day I can even fuck him. Who knows?

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[zaceouiswriting]

Art of Seduction: Jeremy Gilbert

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Smut, kinky

To get late to a new school year, in a fresh school where you just moved to, is not a really good look. And I hate t when I don’t get a good first impression off. As my parents always said: „The first impression is the most important. Everything that happens in your life good or bad, is decided when you first meet a person!“.

As annoying as these tips were, they had a point. At least sometimes.

Even though I wasn’t in school the first day, someone still found out about me and invited me to a party in a forest.

Not even a second after I got there, the first people already were around me, asking all sorts of questions. Many drunken girls, already pushing themselves against me, grinding against my body. With a soft smile, I always carefully get them off me. I was not in the mood, for shit like this. Just after that, ‘Bros’ came over to me talking loudly. Obviously drunk, but I came there with that knowledge already.

Listening and sometimes, even engaging in their conversations. They were obviously pleasantly surprised at my viewpoints. With already made friends, I excused myself to walk around the party. Getting people, engaging some lesser idiotic looking people into more conversations. Until I saw him.

A cute boy, shorter than me, in all black, with short spiky brown hair and eyes to match that. He was leaning against a tree, smoking something. The moment I could smell it, I was a bit pissed, that a guy, younger than myself does this.

Without a care in the world, I walked over to him. Coming up from behind, I snatched it out of his hand, throwing it on the floor and stomping on it. He was so perplexed questioning if what just happened, really did happen. All the while I looked down at him, smugly smiling. „Hey little guy, you know that this shit is not good for you, right?“

My smugly asked question let him roll his eyes. „The shit is not cheap, you asshole,“ he whined as a child would do. In his clouded mind, he maybe was one at the moment.

„I might be an asshole,“ I told him, just to get closer to him, near his ear, „But I will stop you doing it again, every time I see it.“ Able to feel him shudder, under my warmth and deep husky voice, bringing chills all over his body, bringing a shiver all over it. 

„Shouldn't you run behind some short skirts or so?“ He tried painfully to sound though and smarter than he was. I did not answer his question, keeping him in my spell, with my arm leaning against the tree, just beside his head. Suggest to him, that he was trapped, even though he was free to go the other way. But he didn’t, together with his roaming eyes, I knew that I had guessed right.

But before I could flirt with the cute little guy a bit more, a scream could be heard. Something needed help. A dude found something or better the rest of someone, just so breathing. „Stay here, I check that out!“, I ordered the unknown little guy. As fast as possible, I ran up to the guy, seeing a girl on the floor, almost dead, I checked her pulse. There, but too weak to have much hope. A broken arm, but nothing else seemed to be hurt. „Can you carry her?“, I asked the dude. He was drunk, but confidently nodded

Just as he was getting her up, the little guy came running, screaming the girl's name, at least I assumed it was her name. Before he could get in full view of her, I stood up, and grabbed him, pulling him into me. „Didn’t I tell you to wait?“

„Fuck off, you are not my dad and I don’t even know you!“ He tried vehemently to get out of my grip. But I just turned him around, my bigger hand above his eyes. Pulling him away from the scene.

„What are you doing with my little brother?“, a girl asked m screaming, as I still pulled the little dude from the gruesome scene. „Protecting him, from something he shouldn’t be seeing. I do the thing, you should do, but you were too preoccupied eye fucking this dude over there.“ I pointed at the guy, she just had spoken to. Am embarrassed blush rolled over her cheeks. Softly I turned the little guy around again, carefully pushing him to his sister. „Hold him here. I don’t want someone so young, to see something’s horrible.“

As I heard the words rolling over my tongue I already hated myself. I sounded so old, but it was true, I hadn’t wanted to see something similar either. It lets someone age quickly.

Finally, as the dude got the girl off of the floor, he ran up to me. Still trying to hold her sight away from the little dude, I stood right in front of him. Leading the other guy to my car. On my way, I got a good sniff of the dude, the little guy’s sister wanted so badly to get into her bed. A disgusting smell of iron and something sweet.

At the moment my only mission was, to save that girl’s life. And it was fruitful. I brought her to the hospital gave my statements and left her with the dude who had found her.

The next days were rather hard for the people in school. I on the other hand had no problems. Going on with my day as if nothing had happened. Only to see the little dude more and more often, trying to use drugs, to let his hurt vanish. Every time I came from somewhere he couldn't see me and stopped it after his first try of it or before he was finished. He got annoyed but did not interact with me further. That was until I saw the dude, that had found the hurt girl, picking on him. „Hey Tyler, how about you fuck off and try this shirt with someone in your league?“, I asked him, towering over him. „Chill dude, little Gilbert here and I are just playing.“

„It doesn’t look like that,“ I told him, just to get right into his face, „If I see you ever again messing with him, I will push your head into a toilet and flush until you understand, to only mess with people in your league, understood?“

He puffed out his chest, in a pathetic attempt to let him look tougher, „My father is the mayor and-“ Before he was able to end his rant, he lay on the floor, with a hurting jawline.

Not even a second, anyone could’ve thought that you really did it. All the time was a smile on your face as if you had a pleasant conversation with Tyler until he was on the floor. Even as you turned back to the little guy, the same soft, pleasant smile was formed on your lips. „Gilbert? You are Elena's brother?“

„Yes, you met her already in the forest.“

„Right.“

„Don’t tell me you ran after her too?“ He almost sounded disappointed as he said it. „You look like the type of guy that would run after some short skirts.“ Again with these accusations I really could not handle that but decided to have a bit of fun with it.

My smile transformed into a smug smirk again. „Oh I’m running after someone, but not with a skirt on sadly. But I think it would good look on that special someone,“ after telling him that, I let it hang in the air for a moment before getting closer again, „Which size are you? Maybe I can find a nice fitting skirt, so your perfectly perky ass could be shown off? It would make me even wilder for you than I’m already.“

„What?“ These questions should be punishable, preferable with a paddle or whip. But the innocence in his voice almost let me forgive him instantly.

„Don’t act so innocent, little Gilbert. You are just like your sister, wishing for a strong tall guy, to make you feel safe, and maybe dick you down better than any other one. I can’t talk for Stephan, but I would give you everything you need. Even an alternative to your try to get addicted to marijuana, I’m sure I can help you at least with that and my dick would be happy to help too.“

I left him utterly flabbergasted at his locker. Tyler laying to his feet and I know that my words and smirk, were deep in his mind, questioning everything about himself.

Just as I hoped it was a turning point. Jeremy became friendlier even though he did not stop trying to smoke, but I had my eyes keener on him, stopping him most of the time before it happens. And he seemed gradually more thankful for it.

It even came to the point, that we almost were together at all times of the day. That was until he told me, why he used the drug, to get his nerves down. „After school, come to my car. I will take you home today.“ Intentionally letting it sound, as it did as if I wanted to fuck him because I wanted to. But only if he was up for it too. My sudden invitation also had another reason. One he would find out soon enough.

As I had asked him to, he waited at my car, nervously tapping his feet. The warm late summer breeze, destroyed any try of his, to have a real haircut. It was all over the place, but in my opinion, it let him look even cuter than before. I could feel my heartbeat rising and my hands getting sweaty. Hating how he made me feel, without him really knowing it.

Wordlessly, I got into the car, waiting for him to do the same. The entire ride was quiet. Only once had he spoken up, to make fun of my music taste.

The way to my home wasn’t that far, but Jeremy was impressed anyway. Just ignoring him a bit, but still making sure he was behind me, I got to the front door, and opened it. „Clara? Jerry?“, I called out. „Why are you calling your parents by their first names?“ Jeremy tried to inquire but I just hushed him with a finger over his beautiful sinful lips. Perfect to suck on certain things, I was sure about that.

The moment Clara came, she brightened up a thousand times. „Is this him?“, she asked, trying to be quiet about it, but I was sure Jermey had heard it, especially feeling his stare on my back.

Just after I told her, yes that he was the person I had spoken about, she pulled him into the house, hugging the life force out of him. It did not take much longer until Jerry also came into the foyer. His hand on my shoulder, „Is that him?“ The same question, but only this time as Clara wanted to do it. I shortly looked at him, it was still hurtful to look the man in the face, but I nodded with a happy smile. The hand that had laid on my shoulder, softly slapped my cheek, so I would look at the man. „Good job, he looks like a nice young man.“ His compliment meant so much, to me and he would maybe never know how much in reality.

„Clara, Jerry, this is Jeremy. Yes, I know the name is a bit weird, but that is not the point here guys!“, I told them already seeing their amused looks. „And Jeremy, that is my aunt Clara and my uncle Jerry.“

Thankfully he had kept all his questions at bay until we could free ourselves and came into my room. „So you talk about me?“, h teasingly asked.

„God why did she have to tell that?“, I groaned at the thought of the little guy teasing me all the time about it.“ „Don’t worry, it's cute, but I didn't think that would be the case, you do not seem like the kind of guy that had such a relationship with other people.“

Confused I turned to him. „What type of guy do you think I am I’m a sucker for family.“

„Like the type that invites random guys or girls into his house to fuck them and never call them again.“

„Yeah, I did these things a while, but not anymore.“

I could see that he did not believe me, but he stayed silent. More pressing questions on his heart, „Why are you living with your uncle and aunt?“

The atmosphere instantly changed in the room. The sadness and anger coming off of me took even Jeremy by surprise. „They died six months ago. A group of intruders, killed them, after doing horrendous things to my mother, letting my father and me watch. After they killed her, my father got free, so I could run away. Instead, I got to our weapons, got a handgun and rifle, and killed all five guys. It was an act of self-defense but I couldn’t protect my parents.“

Jeremy’s hand was instantly on me, trying to help mend my pain. I only could give him a weak smile. „My father's name was Jeremiah, that was the reason, why your name is so stupid, it fits too good between my uncle's and father's name. They were twins, that is why I can’t look my uncle in the face. He looks just like him, still.“

We just stood there for a while. Jeremy even came to me, engulfing me in a hug, at least as much as his small arms could reach. It felt nice and thanks to my efforts, he even smelled good. Keeping him away from drugs, was the best decision I had ever made.

„Are you willing to sleep with me out of pity, or do I need to tell you about my own try to drown my pain in drugs and my near death five months ago at an overdose?“

„God, you are insufferable. I would not sleep with anyone out of pity!“

„Then maybe, because you like me? I know I like you and well, you already jerked me off once, so you know I thought we could get further.“

I already had begun kissing his throat at this point, his moans always made me go crazy. „I thought we would never speak about this ever again!“, he desperately wanted to stop my actions, but instead he pulled me closer.

With a smirk, I let go of him, and he commented with a low unsatisfied groan. I quickly got to my closet getting a box out of it. „Open it, it’s for you!“, I told him.

Suspiciously he looked at me and then down at the boy, slowly opening it. As he saw what was in it, his face became crimson red and the entire room felt like a desert. „Are you serious?“

„You always told me I was hunting short skirts. If you would wear it, you would be right.“ I couldn't contain my shit-eating grin, as he took the skirt out, holding it in front of him. „Only wear it if you want me to fuck you senseless, because this thing, would make me go crazy if it’s on you!“

Without a second thought, he already opened his pants, which took me by surprise. „What are you doing?“, I asked him confused.

„I will wear it for you.“

For a moment I thought I misheard him, but he actually pulled his pants down, took his shoes and socks off, and stepped into the skirt. It was perfect for him. My eyes hadn’t misread his size.

Immediately I took off his black jacket and black shirt, leaving him only in the skirt. But I vanished back into my closet, getting something else out. One of my jerseys almost was a dress for Jeremy.

As he was dressed in the skirt and my jersey, I took a step back, admiring the beauty in front of me. Ashamed he looked to the floor. „Jeremy, eyes up to mine!“, I ordered him. And like a good boy, he did that. Hopeful eyes looking into mine.

„Come here!“

As he stood in front of me, I immediately grabbed him by his butt, slowly drifting under the skirt and ripping his underwear off of him. „You will have no need for that when you are with me.“ I threw the ripped-apart underwear away, pulling him even closer. „God, you look so good in these things. I hope you are ready!“

With no further warning, I took his legs, pulling them around me, just so he had to close his arms around my neck. „Are you still a virgin?“ Even though I could see that he did not like that question, he nodded. „God my cock, will me be the only one you will ever take, understood? Be a good boy and nod.“ And he did. „Good because you are a virgin and I actually want you to keep it, I will be gentle the first time, but after that, I will take what I want, are you okay with that?“ He again nodded his head.

Happy with him being happy about it, I finally broke the only thing that separated us. I pressed my lips onto his. Breaking both our bodies in euphoria. Fireworks exploded, in my stomach, as I finally felt his mouth from its inside with tongue, dominating him completely.

Turning us both around, I slowly let him fall onto the bed, admiring Jeremy’s beauty again, before getting his skirt a bit up. „Nice cock, just sad that it would never see any action. But your ass on the other hand, damn that’s a beauty I will love to ravage you every day, until you never need to touch drugs again, because you will be addicted, sucking me dry and riding my cock wherever we are.“

My dirty talking, made his sizable dick grow stone hard. But I did not give it any mind. Already have his legs on my shoulders, nose deep in his hole. As if he had known that would happen, he clearly had cleaned himself out.

„Dirty little whore, did you hope to finally get my dick? So clean and even smelling so nice?“

He did only answer in moans. Knowing that he anticipated something like that, I became more wild, opening him up with my tongue, to make him a bit slippery so I could break into him with my thumb, slowly opening his extremely tight hole. Followed by sticking my entire middle finger into him. Out of pure luck, finding his sweet spot with it. As he squirmed under me, I fell in love with his body even more.

Instead of making obnoxiously loud sounds his body just reacted to it. Half an hour did I use to make sure, I would not rip anything open in him, with my big dick. But before I would get into him, I straddled him, showing my cock to him, close up. „Suck it like a good boy.“

The moment my tip vanished between his perfectly formed lips, I knew that I was right. His lips and mouth were perfect for sucking cock. Obviously, he wasn’t able to get all of me in him. But I would train that later. For now, I had to finally breach him, making him mine.

As I put him directly on my cushions, putting his ass higher with a pillow. I teased his now wide-open hole with my tip. „Tell me you are mine and go on a date with me after I absolutely destroyed your hole!“

„I do whatever you want, just finally fuck me, you fucking asshole!“, he cursed at me.

Getting down to him, until our noses touched each other, I looked into his dark brown eyes, while I finally sank myself into him. Not stopping until I was buried balls deep into him. „Fuck! I did not think, you were so relaxed that I could get in completely in one thrust.“ My voice was low and husky, completely taken aback, by what just happened. Jeremy on the other hand, laid there, with his mouth formed in an ‘O’ shape obviously just like me not thinking it was that easy for me. I did not even have to use, lube.

But I took my cock out of him, to put some of it on his whole and my dick anyway. Just to not hurt him any more than I most likely already did. As I buried myself in him again, just as easy, I finally heard his first high-pitched moan. „Fuck!“, I moaned in return, already feeling my massive dick, in his high hole, spasm. If I had moved I knew that I would have come at that exact moment. Instead, I waited in him, kissing him, putting his legs in the right position, to fuck him hard and fast. Letting him forget everything, especially time.

It did not even take two minutes before I violently came in him. Falling onto him, with the texture of my jersey now rubbing my hands slightly. But my dick did not get flaccid. Painfully hard I kept in him, until I had enough energy again, to fuck him again and again.

And no point, not even after my body was utterly sweaty did I get rid of any clothing. Clearly liking, the roles between us, Jeremy became louder, showing me, how much he loved this. Just for me to get even more aggressive, in the end, using him more as a fleshlight than anything else. Laying down on my back, him still in his skirt and Jersey jumping on my cock, completely limp.

As finally came the last time. Jeremy was exhausted. His body was just as sweaty as mine. His skirt and my jersey were full of his cum. He fell onto me, immediately falling asleep. I was just able to get the skirt off of him, hiding it under my pillow, before I fell asleep myself, with Jeremy in my arms, where he belonged. I maybe could not bring his parents back, just as he couldn’t do the same for me, but we both could help each other heal. If that means, being together and my fucking him senseless, I’m gladly doing both of it. Loving and lusting after him.

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The fairy stone Pt.2 (final)

Character: Klaus Mikaelson x male reader, Hope Mikaelson (platonic)

Universe: Vampire dairies, The Originals

Warnings: Death

The nights became longer. For every moment, you were chained up in this dark, wet place. A dungeon of sorts. Sometimes you see one of your captures. They look good, even great on some of these days. Three of them look at you in pity, when they come to get more of your fairy dust. The one thing that was keeping you alive.

In the years though, you produces less and less of it. They actually gathered you dry of it. On rare days, they still get some, but not even close to what they once could gather.

Only two of the people, who took pity on you, actually were concerned for your well being. Tried to talk to their leader to set you free, for years. But only encountered anger and his wrath in from of a dagger. Then you will not see them for a while. 

Not once has the leader of your capturers ever visited you, which only strengthened the pain you felt in your heart.

You even tried to flee from this place yourself a couple of times, especially in the beginning, until the bound you with chains, made of gold and copper. Which with fragments of the stone you gave them, could hold your magic in you.

Hope was lost for you a long time ago. Now you just waited for the death, that was long overdue. You saw worlds flourishing and fall. But never see one of your own kin see die outside of battle.

Alone the thought of an death this way, was humiliating for you. Never in your eternal life, you would’ve ever thought it would come to something like this.

Just another day in the Mikaelson dungeon, waiting for your demise. Only for you seeing a small child in this dark place.

At first you were confused, thinking you hallucinated. But the child was real. It touched you and asked if you were okay.

Most of your strength was used to give the little girl a smile, „What are you doing here?“, you asked concerned.

The girl only cocked her head to the side, looking at you, trying to piece you together. You could feel immense power radiating from her, even stronger than the one of the man you once loved so dearly.

„What is your name?“, you asked her a question again.

„Hope,“ she stated matter of factly. Which brought you to laugh. Not because her name was stupid or that it didn't fit her, but because she might be your only hope.

You two talked for hours, every day. Since you knew her, you hang on you life a little bit more. So sure that one day, someone would set you free.

And after months off getting to know each other you asked her, „Could you let me free? I don’t have much time left and I really want to see and feel the sun one last time.“

Your smile was genuine. And Hope knew as well as you did, that time was running out for you fast. She even mentioned it a couple of times, but you tried to be nice and not devastated her, because at this point, you two became friends.

She broke your chains with ease and even helped your stand up, „Wow, you are way stronger than you look,“ you teasingly told her, which got you a slight punch against your arm.

But both of you laughed. She was mature for her age. Maybe even a little bit too much.

Slowly she helped you walk up the stairs. You holding yourself near the wall to not fall backwards back into the dark.

As soon as the sun hit your sickened skin, you felt free. The air, dancing around trough her greasy hair and almost grey skin from the long time, you haven’t seen the sun.

For just a moment a spurt of strength came over you and without Hope you ran outside, directly into a patio with people sitting in it. The one who captured you so long ago.

Your eyes held nothing but hatred for all of them, even the one you loved most in your entire existence.

„What? How did you get out?“, he angrily asked you, storming over to you. But Hope stopped him in his tracks.

„He is my friend, dad!“, she exclaimed loudly.

Your world crumbled again. Eyes switching between the man and the girl, not wanting to realize the extend of his betrayal.

„You betrayed me, to became a full hybrid, let a woman conceive your child and what after that? Protect it against everything in this world? Even when I would die from it?“

Bitterness laid on your tongue as you spoke those words. You couldn’t hate Hope, she was innocent in all of this, but her family, you could hate them.

„What do you mean? You can’t die, you are a fairy,“ he dryly sarcastically through his hands in the air.

„You mean the fairy, you took the fairy dust off of, every time his body and magic tried to feed him magic back? Inside of chains that prevented me of building something that would’ve allowed me to live down there forever?“ 

Your words got the man in front of you thinking. Everyone only knew what your kin was telling them. So they actually did not know anything.

„Look at me Klaus,“ you asked him to do, but his eyes never looked at you directly, „LOOK AT ME!“, you screamed with all you had left.

Finally his eyes finally met yours, dead and completely unfocused on anything. Just then, you finally gave up. The love you once thought was in him, wasn’t there anymore, he looked at you in disinterest.

You finally gave up. As your body fell to the ground, the small child, hold your head before it could smash into the ground as well.

„Little Hope,“ you whispered with all your strength gone now.

Her tears at least showed you, that not everything in their family was dead yet.

„Give me your necklace, little Hope.“ She did as you asked her. Without any other word, you broke her skin with your finger, as well as your own. Both your bloods dropped down on her necklace, which had a part of the stone, you once gave her father.

„Whatever the fairy council decided to do to your family, you will be except of it, as long as you wear this and keep me in your mind. Okay? Never forget me, child born of the dust of an fairy.“

Not long after, you closed your eyes and the sun was shining down at you, your body began to vanish into dust. The last bits of fairy dust your body would ever produce. Your ashes if you will so.

Before you vanished from the realm of existence, a scream breaking all the realms trough, could be heard. The scream of your kin, wanting for vengeance.

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The fairy stone Pt.1

Character: Klaus Mikaelson x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: None

In your culture is it normal to give someone who saved your life, something important to safe guard. Not as an gift, only to protect it. Until either a specific time gone by or you saved their life too.

You of course did this too. The man that saved your life so long ago, got a extremely important and old stone from you, to safe guard. As one of your kin always did, you explained the rules and hoped everything would go smoothly. 

Sadly, you never had the chance to directly save this mans life, because you weren't often in his vicinity. But you still trusted him with this family heirloom you gave him.

Now the time you two set was up. Every meeting you had was canceled by you, just to be able, to get back into the human world, from the magical forests and get the stone back.

For a long time, no one had used the old portal, which was why you had difficulties to get trough it.

As you finally could break trough it, you were surprised to see the other side.

Nothing was like you remembered. The portal was destroyed and the forest you first came trough, was nearly chopped down. Instead there was now a small town not far away from it.

You felt a bit of anger running trough your soft veins, but let it slip away, because these weren’t your woods. The humans could do with them, whatever they wanted.

Still it hurt you to see old friends vanish from the plain of existence, just to used as firewood or planks.

On the street nearby you could see strange machines on them. They were loud and fast. Some sickening air came out of them. You became more and more happy, to have decided to not live in this world. So much strange and harmful things were happening here.

As you always did, you began to walk slowly in the town. Not knowing what you would find there. The houses out of stone big and taller than you remembered. It was a long time ago, since you came here, but this was strange.

Finally after a long while, you saw a person a young woman, with brain hair. She looked strangely similar to a woman you once knew. Almost as if she was her doppelgänger.

But when you tried to speak to her, she could not understand you - And the other way around too. 

Frustrated, you let out a huff, not noticing that not only your wings came out of their hiding spots, but also that the fairy dust normally surrounding you did it as well.

As you finally noticed, you were just happy, that this world hasn’t lost his magic yet, as you feared it would. But the girl, was stunned by it.

What was strange itself, yourself had brought fairy settlers into this world, so why did she not know anything about us?

But you couldn’t ask her, because you two could not understand each other.

Even if this problem, she grabbed you by the hand and pulled you with her a long way. At some point, you came to a large building.

She just ran into it, with you behind her. As you looked around you were confused. „How much time, did past since I came last?“, you thought to yourself. Other than most fairies had done, you did not give a time, but the death of a man. Because they were all humans, you did not thought that it would take long, but this. All this what you saw, could not be managed in a couple of years.

Two strange beings, looking like humans, but their natural tingling wasn’t theirs, was strolling into your direction or more of the direction the gird was at.

They talked in their strange tongue, until one of them the taller with black hair came to you.

He grabbed you by the throat maybe trying to strangle your or intimidate you? You weren’t really sure, but you threw him on the other side of the room, with a blast of wind.

As all three of them looked at you, „Klaus Mikaelson.“

In their eyes you could see fear. Utter terror, from what you weren’t sure. The man you knew was kind hearted and sensible. His family was everything to you. Which was the biggest reason, why you gave him what you did. Because he was honest and strong.

To see these people cower by his name was strange but you thought nothing at first. Maybe there was another man with this name, a bad person.

They tried to say something to you, which you again could not understand. So you just went out of the building. Trying to find the man on your own.

How hard could it be, to find a single man in a small town? This thought should come to your demise. As you were wondering for hours trough the city and the forests surrounding it.

Until you finally came to another building. Again big, but way newer than the other building you were in. As if it just got build or was still in the process of getting build.

Before you even could get too close to it, you felt someone behind you. As you turned around, a good looking man in a suit stood in front of you. His body was cold but he looked alive.

He tried to speak to you, but weren’t again able to understand what he was saying.

Only this time, you did not even try to do the same. He felt just like the other man who tried to attack you. So you did the same to you, only that this guy was flying further away. Because there was nothing that could’ve stopped him in his track.

Finally as you broke trough the doors of this building, you could feel the man or remnants of him. But there were also other cold once, almost certainly trying to prevent you of getting further.

„Klaus Mikaelson!“, you screamed therefor out. None of the cold once moved in anymore after you called out his name.

From not far away, you could feel the man you searched from coming nearer.

It was like the first time you two met. You looked at each other so intense that the world surrounding you just vanished.

„Darling,“ he said with his silky smooth voice, so soft and warm. That your belly felt itself with it.

Without a word said, you walked up to him. Not stopping in front of him, but pressing him against the nearest wall. Kissing him, into oblivion. You missed this man so much, to see him alive and still as good looking as the day you two met, made everything worth it.

„Klaus,“ you softly moaned, as he began to grope you a bit. In front of all the others. But everything needed to get to an end, so did this.

„I need my stone back, now that the man that was trying to kill you is dead,“ you finally told him the reason why you were back.

He looked hurt but also understanding. „Im sorry love, but I don’t have it anymore.“

Before you could rain the fury of a million fairies over him, everything went to black.

[zaceouiswriting]

The betrayed and the heretic

Character: Malachai “Kai” Parker x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: None

A day like another was the turning point in your life. You always had lived at the edge of everything. Almost perfect in school, almost popular, almost able to do magic.

Instead, whenever you just scraped by at anything, it became worse. The little magic you had as a child, vanished into the air. Your sister, which was the strongest of your bloodline since it had begun, seemingly took all the magic your family had to offer, at her birth. She was three years older than you and made your life a living hell.

She discredited you in school. Destroyed all relationships you ever had. Just so she could get on top, just as she had done with her magic.

And your parents and the rest of your covenant just stood at the sidelines, watching everything happening, cheering your sister on. You tried to run away, but they always found you again. When you turned eighteen, you disowned your entire family and covenant and moved far away from these narcissistic people.

For a while, you searched the country for other witches, vampires, or werewolves. But you actually met something else first. A fairy, so friendly and good, that it made you feel warm on the inside.

He told you all about time and his home place. It sounded wonderful. Before he left you to get reunited with the love of his life, a very old vampire, he gave you a gift. A stone with a strange rune on it, it shimmered in the sunlight and gave you a shining light in the night.

After that, you never heard from him again, even though you asked him to visit you someday. But you guessed that he was way too happy with his love, to come to you. Which you could understand, he seemed just so genuinely nice.

You never forget about him, alone because of his little gift, that had saved your life more times than you can count. 

Everything went down this normal day, you just had arrived in a small town, after searching further for others. You visited a restaurant, where the energy of the supernatural was especially strong. It was heavy in the air.

You had sat down, and opened your computer to do some work for your university, as out of nowhere someone sat themselves on the other side of your table. As you looked over your computer, you saw most likely the most handsome man you had ever laid eyes upon.

He had brain short hair, dreamy blue-grey eyes, and a smile, that could destroy every resolution you ever had.

„Can-Can I do something for you?“, you asked but not without stuttering. His flirtatious smile changed into a sinister one at his question.

„Yeah, you can give me your magic,“ he told you darkly.

You were confused at his words, but as he touched you, nothing came. The confusion you had gone over to the unwon man, in front of you.

„What?“, he asked almost disturbed. „But you should’ve had tons of magic!“, he whined as he let go of you again. Ready to leave again. This time it was you, that grabbed him. Desperately you looked at him, his eyes annoyed but he still sat down again.

For a moment it was silent between you two. Until you finally remembered where you had seen this man before. „You are Malachi Parker, right?“

„Yes, you heard of me?“, he asked with a smug smile.

You nod before explaining further. „I met your family. Nice people, they told me disturbing things about you. But deep down they love you, even what you did with your siblings. Except for your twin sister, she is a bitch.“

The reserved face he has shown you the second time around, changes into a genuine smile again. „And you still don’t fear me? How stupid of you.“ The laugh he lot go came from deep down. It was warming to hear it. He seemed psychotic but still a human. Even though no one seemed to see it. Not even him.

„Why should I? I don’t have any magic. I’m no other magical creature and I actually would want to ask you out?“, the last part was almost silent. You feared he would say no to your proposal.

Like the fear you had, he laughed. Loudly. It was humiliating. Tears formed themselves in the corners of your eyes.

„You were serious?“, he asked utterly dumbfounded.

At that moment you could only nod, packing up your things and running out of the restaurant. Not without leaving the money on your table for the food, you had ordered, but not gotten at that point.

You drove in your car around the city, until you found yourself on the outskirts, near a walking trail through the woods. Where you had parked and took. After that humiliating moment, you did not want anyone else to see or hear you cry. 

Just like everyone else, even love did not want to come to you. As if everything was against you. Walking aimlessly through the woods, you at some point found yourself near a cliff. „It would be the perfect moment, to finally end everything,“ you thought out loud to yourself. „At least my family would be finally happy, that I’m gone.“

„And let them win?“ The sudden voice, made you jump, so much that you actually took a leap over the cliff. Out of sheer panic, you grab onto the dirt floor.

Sneakers stood in front of your hands. As you looked up to them, the handsome stranger from before stood there. As he kneeled in front of you, playing with your finger, he smiled devilishly down at you. „I could help you, with your death. Just loosen up your fingers,“ he proposed, but you could feel that this wasn’t everything. „Or I could help you get back, what was stolen from you. From your family, which are just as narcissistic pricks as my own.“

„What?“, you asked, just as your finger began to weaken their grip on the ground. You never had much upper body strength even though you trained quite often.

„You should decide quickly, you don’t have enough strength left,“ he taunted you jokingly. It made your stomach turn around. For some reason, you liked the way he was.

„Help me,“ you muttered under slight pain, from the grip you had. With just one movement of his hand, you flew up, directly onto the floor a couple of meters away from the cliff itself.

For a while you laid there on your stomach, hurting every bit of your body. Even though nothing was broken. „Are you still alive?“, the man asked annoyed. You were just so able to turn around and look up at him, to give him a thumbs up. Just for him to pull you into a standing position again.

„Do you still want to go out with me?“, his face blank like a white sheet of paper. Intimidating you nod your head. „Great, because I’m dying from hunger!“

Without any second thought, he grabbed your hand, pulling you with him. You were so overwhelmed, that you just followed him out of the forest and away from the cliff, which could’ve saved you a lot of hardship. But with this man at your side and the secrets he could help you uncover, you believed that everything would turn around in your favor.

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Art of Seduction: Matt Donovan

Character: Matt Donovan x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Smut

To sit at the walkway in the Mensa, was always a rather dangerous thing to do. But as most of the time, I got way too late to it. All my friends already sat around the table, laughing or deep into conversations, about sports and which team was better in that year. Even though they were my friends for years and they sucked me into their love for sports, I was disinterested in these topics. Other than them I studied something useful and do not want to become a professional athlete in the future.

I just sat between them, waiting until they would come out of their fog. But as usual, they became a bit handsy with each other, and not in a friendly way. Pushing and even trying to punch. Already fed up with their bullshit, I tried to get away from them. Just to not get involved in yet another first fight.

But as I did that, one of them pushed the other right into me, letting me stumble into a guy I had never seen before. As I pushed into him, I could feel a fluid splashed all over my new white shirt. Automatically I closed my eyes, to at least protect them. Whatever got over me even landed in my already disheveled hair.

The entire Mensa went silent as it happened. Tensions were high. My two friends who were at fault, angry at the guy who spilled his orange juice, the same I had drunk just minutes ago all over me.

Before either of them or of my other friends, could mess the guy in front of me up, I wiped the rest of the juice off of my face and looked him dead in the eyes. „Dude, if you want to flirt with me, next time just talk to me, okay? I will not bite your head off.“ As I walked past him a moment later, I softly slapped his shoulder, just to underline that there was no bad blood. Even though I could feel the blank and even confused stares on my back, I just walked further. Back to the locker room I just came from, with my backpack, getting under the showers a second time. It did not matter how much I love orange juice, it is sticky as hell.

Before I could even get under the warmth of the cleansing water I already scrubbed my body, from the sticky juice that already was all over my body.

The starting cold water was a blessing in disguise, able to separate the already slowly drying juice of my body. A happy sigh went over my lips, as I again washed my body with the same hard soap I had used just ten minutes before. The same with my hair, which was so wonderful and luscious before, now I already could feel how lifeless it could become if I had to do this multiple times. I could only hope, that this would not be the case.

To no surprise, I found the same guy, that just had ruined my white shirt, sitting in the locker room, likely waiting for me. Considering no one else was there and it was in the evening, no other activities would be done that day.

As soon as he saw me, he jumped up from his sitting position, apparently on the edge, profusely apologizing to me, while also walking up and down the room. For a while, I asked myself, if he at some point would land in the basement, by the hole he was walking into the floor.

He used words, I did not think he knew about. Looking like a normal jock, I thought he was an airhead. And maybe he was, but with a wide vocabulary. Rather refreshing, after all the people I got to know.

Amusingly, his ranting stopped, as he realized that I was naked the entire time, just standing there, letting the air dry me up. Immediately his cheeks flamed up in embarrassment. A low chuckle broke out of my throat at his innocent action.

„You are Donovon… Not what Donvan?“

A small smile came across his face, even though he rolled his eyes, at my inability to pronounce his name right. „Donovan, Matt Donovan,“ he corrected me rather friendly.

„Right. I saw you, fast, a good throw, great ass. But don’t try to get into the first team.“

„Is this a threat?“ The amusing atmosphere vanished into thin air. Replaced by a serious one. My face was in a neutral line, while Matt still tried to figure out what was happening.

Instead of answering his question, I went over to my stuff, putting my clothes on my still slightly damped body. Before I left him there alone, I stopped at the door. My fingers nervously tipped against it. „No, not a threat, but a warning. I would not want that something happens to your handsome face.“

I could smell his fear through the air but just walked away.

Even though I warned him, the next training, he did his best to impress our coach and he succeeded. I tried to bring the older man away from Matt to get another young one, Tyrell on the team, but he would not budge. Up until the point, where he accused me of trying to sabotage the team.

I almost ripped his head off then and there. Some of the other guys had to hold me back before I actually killed that man. Matt could see all of it and still accepted. As I passed him that day I smashed my shoulder so hard into him, that he flew a couple of meters. He was a bit sore but nothing was broken, luckily.

He was the last to come into the locker room after training. As soon as he did, I let my towel fall down to the floor. „Hey Donovan, you still owe me a new shirt!“, I called out to him, with a devilish smirk, knowing that he was not used to male nakedness.

„Just tell me how much,“ he told me, looking away from my naked glory. Obviously embarrassed.

„Five hundred bucks.“ This took his attention away from his embarrassment to look shocked into my stormy eyes. 

„What?“ He had asked me in total shock, even letting his things slip out of his hands.

„If you are poor, you can pay me by sucking my cock. I heard it tasted amazing.“ I whipped it to both sides, so he would finally look at it. His already shocked widened eyes became even wider. „Are you poor Donovan? I could use someone with beautiful lips like yours, I’m always so horny after training.“ As my cock came to life, slowly filling itself with blood. I finally looked into his eyes.

The amusing embarrassment he had shown before, was now burning within him. In his tearing-up eyes, I could see the truth. 

„If you were poor, you wouldn’t be here, right? So just pay me back dude.“ Even now the other guys were laughing, thankfully their eyes were mostly on me, and the ones who didn’t do not see the problem behind those ocean blue eyes.

But that moment was the beginning of a war. Every. Single. Day. He found a way to spill something on me. Somedays drinks, others his food. It became a nuisance. With this anger inside, which had begun to burn bright and hot, I still was able to play the things he did down. I knew that I shot the first bullet and now he was just shooting back, but it became expensive for me.

I did nothing, knowing that there would be revenge in a way. It took twenty days and twenty expensive shirts before it finally happened.

Some of the guys ripped Matt out of his bed in the middle of the night. He trashed around, but his mouth was held shut through duct tape.

All the way into the woods, where he got thrown in front of my feet, half naked and afraid, shuddering under the coldness of the night, and my blood red eyes.

„I told you to not try to get into the first team. Now you have to become a werewolf just like us and I have the task of bringing our superior blood into yours. Stay still or not. But if you try to run away or break my grasp on you, my teeth will most likely rip you apart.“

Right there in front of him, I transformed into my wolf form. Other than many tribes, we are the wolf form, keeping total control over our bodies, when we transform.

Even though the poor guy was afraid enough to actually pee his underwear, he did not move after you gave him just another warning. Knowing he wouldn’t be there if he had heard the first time. His entire body looked like a small tree in the winds of a stormy spring.

As he saw me in my other form, his breathing stopped, too afraid to even move his chest at that point. I took this rare second, to bit down hard onto his back and chest, keeping his shoulder in my mouth.

A screamed so bone shilling, that I almost wanted to let go of him. But I had more to do. After pulling my teeth back out of his body, I had opened a wound on my own body, dripping the coming blood onto his. Instantly the red blood, vanished from his body, following the werewolf toxin.

Two hours away from the next full moon. We all could only hope he would outlive that horrific transformation.

I send all away except of the two strongest ones, standing on either side of him. He will be a werewolf just like me, but I also grew attached to his innocent, but vengeful nature. His ocean blue eyes, stared at me hatefully, but full of suppressed lust every time we walked over each other's feet.

Finally, as the moon was at its zenith, his body began to spasm, and scream and the unparalleled sound of breaking bones could be heard, I told the two other guys, to be prepared. As soon, as the first hair began to grow onto Matt’s body, they hold him down.

Still in his transformation, I already prepared myself to sink into him. As his body grew to the one of a wolf, I slammed his body back onto the ground, after the other guys couldn’t hold him anymore. „GO! I get it from here!“, I told them and they ran away quickly.

„I will make you mine Matt. Just as you ever wanted. I will care for you and keep you safe.“ All these words were spoken while trying to break into him. All the feelings he had stuffed deep down. Know able to break free. I could feel him trying to get away, fearing what all of this could mean. But I go into a rut.

Not caring anymore, if I would hurt him I bit down into the fresh bite wound, that slowly began to heal, keeping him in place and also marking him forever, while also mating with him. Under normal circumstances, everything would’ve been more civilized, with long extensive conversations, falling in love, and all that shit. But I wanted Matt and even though he hated me for humiliating him, I knew he wanted me too. Maybe not as much as I wanted him but enough for me.

I fucked his body into the forest floor, holding him down, having my way with him, was more satisfying than any other sex I had ever before.

Just after spilling inside of him, his body lost all energy. But the deed was done. The mark would always be visible. Everyone will know he got marked up by the alpha of the pack. Even if he did not want it, he was now bound to me, for both our lives.

It took us both so long, that nearly the sun came back out of its sleep. As fast as possible for a werewolf, I carried him back to his room, washed him clean, and put him back to bed. Thankfully, the gifts I had prepared earlier for him, were already waiting in his room.

Now I only had to make sure, he would get used to it quickly, because there was nothing he could do anyway.

The only problem was him lying there. Still wide open from my dick inside of him. I tried to resist the urge to dick him down again. I really did. But I was weak, too weak. My finger already was back in him before I even realized it. Soon after my tongue, licked out the rest that I was not able to get out of him. To taste me off of him, made my cock go hard in seconds. And before I knew it, I turned his head to the side, pressing it deeper into his bed. Held him open with my knees, while already pressing my massive cock head against his wide-open hole. Impatient as I was, slammed my entire cock into him, without waiting at all. He hauled awake just as it hit his sweet spot. A scream, just so hold down by my hand above his mouth, I was sure about, he could use pretty well in other areas.

„Don’t worry, it s just your alpha. I will take good care of you. Just relax and let me do all the work,“ I whispered in his ear, before biting it softly. His sinful moans, almost made me spill again. Just in the last second was it possible for me, to hold myself back, using one of my hands to grip around his throat pulling him back to me. „Do you want your alpha to ravage you, pump you full with his seed?“

For a while, there was no answer. I already had begun moving inside of him, which left him brainless, moaning at the sheer size of my cock, violating his insides.

„Please alpha, fill me with your pups.“ 

It must’ve been a natural instinct to say that, as the lesser part of mating. But it was good enough for me to spill again, just to fuck him even harder afterward.

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Former friends

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x male reader

Universe: Vampire dairies

Warnings: None

„Hey Jeremy!“, you called out to your longtime friend. For some reason, he did not turn instantly, as he normally did. Instead, he seemed to ignore you completely. Since the day his parents died, he became someone else. Beforehand, you two found each other playing video games until early hours, learning together, just loving life as best friends. You still remember that day, like it was yesterday. But it was a while ago. He had ignored you, but what he did afterward, was the catalyst for everything coming.

He changed drastically. In the beginning, you had still excused it with his parent's death, it was hard on him, you knew this. But as time went by and he not only ignored you but sometimes intentionally hurt you.

Your shared days became rarer until they stopped completely. He began using drugs and chasing girls. As he was just a simple skater he was a way better person. But now he seemed to fall in all the wrong direction. Up until that point, you thought that you were the person who hold him up and vice versa - Not anymore though. 

At least not since he had outed you publicly. Many of your friends weren’t so keen on that idea and your father when he found out, punched you into a bloody pulp. If it wasn’t for your older two brothers, who got called by your mother, and their quick arrival, you would be dead now. You could protect yourself for a while against your father but at some point, your energy was gone too.

You almost were even kicked out of the football team, when it wasn’t for Matt, who was your spokesperson, reminding the team of what was most important - Loyalty and brotherhood.

It took them a while but they understood at some point what he meant. Even Tyler, became the third brother to you after he had after months of bullying understood what his best friend had meant, as he saw you crying in the showers, after an especially brutal day for you.

Tyler came to you embracing you under the cold shower. He did not have brothers or siblings at all, which was why he hadn’t understood what Matt meant with `Brotherhood´. But seeing you that day under the cold shower, fully clothed, in utter misery, he felt it.

Quickly you became what Jeremy and you always made fun of, a jock bro. And everything you had heard before was a lie, okay not everything but a lot. In the beginning, you felt uncomfortable, because the bros got intimate quite often, which weirded you out because they always tell everyone that they are straight.

It took a while and much encouragement for you to do the same. The first comment you had gotten from a teammate when you did the thing they encourage you to do was something you will never forget: „They gay boy learns!“.

They had hollered after that and praised you, finally, you felt as if you were a part of them, weirdly enough.

It took you over a year, maybe two before you got the courage to try to talk to Jeremy again. You had grown since then, not only in height but also in muscles. Since that day you had called out to him and he had ignored you completely. You knew then that your friendship was dead.

But even though your friendship was dead, you still protected him, getting Tyler and the others of his case and so on.

You leaned easily beside his locker looking him up and down, he just as you grew a bit. Not as much as you, but enough, he also became more muscular. You heard, that he had stopped taking drugs, and became more like he was before.

He had not seen you instantly. But when he did he almost jumped away from you. A lazy smile on your lips, as you saw his scared reaction. „Long time no see, Jeremy.“ You could see, how he almost shit his pants.

Putting your arm around his shoulder, you slowly walked both of you out of the school. Leading Jeremy to an old, big tree a bit away. The next class wasn’t until a while, so you had enough time.

„Sit down!“, you told him. Without question, he did what you had told him. Instead of doing anything gruesome, like he thought you would. After all, he destroyed many parts of your life. No, you sat beside him.

„I was distraught when your parents died. They were great people. But I was concerned about you. You never took such things lightly and I was right. I became an insufferable asshole. Doing everything in your power, to hurt the people around you. But it always backfired, leaving you alone and more broken than before. I pity you, Jeremy.“

The words you spoke were light daggers, breaking his skin and bones in the same moment. „I’m sorry,“ he mumbled. 

You just shrugged your shoulders. „It doesn’t matter anymore. I once loved you, more than a brother. Dreaming about getting together with you, fighting the world, just you could feel better. Now I'm fighting the world alone, protecting it against the people around me. Whom you managed to get involved in so much supernatural shit, I will never understand.“

His head instantly turned to you, so fast that you feared for a moment, that he had snapped his head.

„But I heard you became quite close, to the Bennet witch? Tell her, that if she doesn’t give me back, what her family had stolen from mine, I will destroy her and her entire ancestry line, to end their pathetic try at magic.“ After telling him what you wanted to, you stood up again, dusting up your clothes. „You should be careful, Jeremy. As a hunter, you just like me, are here to protect humanity from those, who oppose them. Don’t get too friendly to them. Not one single person, you call your „Friends“, will live long. They are a menace to the entire human species.“

So you walked off. Leaving Jeremy with a million thoughts, your head though was empty now. Your heart wasn’t aching anymore. There was now a new empty space, for someone new to fill. Still, you hoped, never finding yourself on the opposite side of Jeremy. He was your first love after all and your best friend for years. It would be a shame if you needed to kill him. You could only hope, that he decides correctly. And if not, you were ready, to destroy everyone around him and himself, with your real magic. Stronger, than anything these witches and warlocks could ever dream of.

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