#shu sakamaki smut

[bear-remn]

hey, long time no see, so i its like a thing me posting every vacation?? anyways, make this one some time ago while thinking about this story, and does this make sense?? hope so, here it is guys enjoy and support!

KIRARI AND SHU ~♡

i hope you guys see the dinamic of kirari.

-> reiji takes care of her, but she takes care of shu.

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[cixteenyne]

I'm gonna ask early for that event if that's okay!! So how about being the Sakamaki's fuckdoll (diabolik lovers)? 👀

Pervy!Poly!Sakamaki’s x Fuckdoll!reader

I loved this idea so much!!! i wanted to make it even LONGERRR BUUUUTTTT i didnt know how, and the sexy music playlist stopped giving me scenarios for this, (female Aligned) (i had to look at various other smuts and videos to get these men right, partly right, since i dropped the show some time ago. hope you enJOyyYY

Content Warning(s): Polyamourous relationship, Exhibition, Edging, Cumming inside, Vulgar wording (i never hold back lol), Rough sex, Soft sex (as soft as a bloodthirsty vampire boy can get), Face fucking, mean vampires, Breeding, Somnophilia. Listen, a lot happens, ok? buckle up lmao.

It was almost like you couldn't catch a break with them. If it wasn't one it was the other, if one was absent another would show up with some outlandish demand!

You always let them do what they wanted to you, but most of that was because- you didn't know how to do any of it.

You were a virgin before this, before the brothers. yeah, but you weren't exactly innocent, just inexperienced.

Having them take the reigns feels so much better, and it feels right

It almost feels as right as the hands that grip at your arms, tugging you to where they wanted, those soft lips that trailed so sophisticatedly down your sides, the way that Shu would drag every part of himself on you, tease you until you whined and pleaded at him so sweetly that it made his cock ache.

He wanted you to whine his name into the air of the seemingly desolate manor they lived in.

He wanted his brothers to hear, to try and get a taste for oneself. 

They would eventually, but Shu learned to be greedy. He learned to keep you to himself with those sweet kisses, those long lasting cockwarming sessions, those marks he'd leave everywhere.

He knew you preferred him if he was greedy.

If Shu wasn't in the room it was Reiji, they way he undressed you while never even thinking to take off his own attire, it was embarrassing, but they way he studied you, as if something new had popped up (it had). He wasn't even kind enough to tug his gloves off.

He just leered over you, taking a skit of time to adjust his glasses, his eyes still never leaving you. He didn't use you per se, he just liked seeing you sink your fingers into yourself.

Sometimes he'd help you with his own fingers if you begged in that pretty way he liked, other times he would be mean and not even touch himself in front of you.

It was on those days where he watched you squirm in irritation and pleasure and couldn't help but want to stick his cock down your throat. Reiji  liked the way you looked at him when he threatened it.

Or when he mentioned that pretty red rope that he just so happened to have brung with him, they way your eyes widened, in excitement, fear, he didn't care. He was entranced by any look you gave him.

Though he likes his alone time with you, he knew you'd get oh so embarrassed and bashful if another brother were to walk in.

What a coincidence, Ayato just so happened to be in the bathroom the whole time…oops!

They'd both apologize so condescendingly, “oh..so sorry for scaring you like that” a frown on his face that did not reach the mirth in his eyes at your bare state, shying away from their apologies.

Ayato heard everything, you fucking your fingers as deep as they can go in front of Reiji, begging him to help, the way Reiji teased you without even touching you, you were too cute to him, like a mouse.

Since Ayato was a bit unfair, he decided to punish you for acting so whorish without him there, his brother said nothing to defend you from his mean sibling, that coy smile and that leering gaze never leaving your body.

They were both hard, painfully so, but they wouldn't let the fun end too soon.

They knew their cocks were a bit much, but you could take them both, yeah?

Kanato was much different from his brash and unthinking brothers, he liked being close to you, since in comparison he was rather icy. He's still almost as mean as his brothers, but he's not exactly nice either, just willing to let things slide for some time before finally doing something about it. Call it karma.

You had done something particularly annoying this morning, thinking he would do nothing given how different he was from his brothers, but he was anything but mindlessly nice, no, that was your job, you were supposed to be the stupid whore who does nothing but take whatever he shoves in you with a smile, and that was what he would remind you of, in his own Kanato way.

But you have fallen asleep, what a shame! Didn't mean he was gonna stop though, it's Kanato we’re talking about.

He had walked all the way to your room only for you to be asleep, so if anything, this was perfect, more than perfect.

Kanato had stripped you of your clothing, caring not about if he'd wake you up or not, you'd take it even if you woke up, he wanted nothing of your complaining

He'd do what Reiji couldn't, he choke you with his cock until you were crying, you were sleeping so what? You got yourself into this

He unbuckled his belt, not bothering to drop his pants to the floor, to make it all the more condescending he brought that damn bear with him..

His hips hovering over your unsuspecting head, he'd slowly dipped the aching tip into your mouth, just the warmth made him shudder against his cold skin, once it slid down your tongue, seemingly in slow motion, he couldn't hold back the moan in his chest.

As more and more of his cock slid down into your mouth, coated by your tongue, and into your throat, he immediately sped up his thrusts, the first 5 hadn't woken you up surprisingly, but the next one had, you woke up and your hand sped to his hips to slow him down, but not get him off, and he noticed- you were a whore whether you noticed it or not, he had to give it to you.

He'd make sure he gave you everything he had as well.

Although Laito was kind of an asshole, he would be what you liked sometimes, but that was only when one of his brothers was spending a bit too much time with you,

Which- he was still an asshole, but in the way that made your thighs clench, when you had to sit with panties full of your own cum.

Laito was rough with the way he handled you towards the bed, grabbing your arm and twisting it behind your back, constricting you as he rushes with his belt, the sound has you rearing in anticipation. The zip of his pants, the indication of it already has you whining.

Your cute little whorish skirt, that- yes, he had bought you, but that didn't mean to prance around in public with your pussy practically showing. So he's treating you just how you were acting. Like a whore.

He ripped your panties, the strings of your arousal glaring at him, he slowly stroked his cock, teasing you, rubbing the tip in your slicked pussy.

He gave his cock one stroke before plunging in at a set and relentless pace, he lifted your head by your roots, forcing you to look into a mirror he knew was there all along.

 He called you such mean names, so mean that it made your eyes roll back and your knees buckle, you'd have fallen to the floor if it weren't for the bed you were bent on.

He decided you had too many layers on and reached around you, to the button of your shirt and pulled, the material instantly gave in and he was met with the sight of your tits staring back at him in the mirror,

You knew you were being loud, you knew.

But the brothers knew what was going on the moment Shu got too meaningful with his kisses.

And you knew too.

Subaru was more needy than usual, the constant need to be around you before his brothers was intense, but when you confronted him about it, he was just as aggressive as usual.

His behavior has not changed, it has just intensified.

Especially with the way he had you in his lap, putting his lips anywhere he could, taking control of your hips, drinking up every bit of encouragement from you he could. He was somehow being aggressive and affectionate at the same time, he wanted you to feel every bit of him, his hands on your waist, his head in the crook of your neck, his lips on your throat anytime you threw your head back.

He stood up to lay you on the floor, too caught up in you, and his worry of those stupid brothers of his barging in, so he opted for the floor.

He shuffled off his shirt as fast as he could, palming his cock through his pants, as he got on his knees, hovering over you between the space in your legs, he leaned down to kiss you as he pulled his hard cock out of his pants, stroking it as precum beaded at his tip, trying to relieve some stress on his cock.

You didn't know when you got naked, or which one of you took them off, but you didn't have time to think about it with the way he held his hand against your cheek and pushed his head needily into your neck, the sweet gesture didn’t match the pace of his hips at all.

He was panting so hard you’d mistake him for a hound, his hand switched to the back of one of your knees, trying to reach deeper, to make sure his cum reaches the deepest point it could, he knew he came in large amounts and he didn't want any of it spilling out, he wouldn't have any of that, not when every else had their turn with you, the thought of it only made his pace relentless, you could barely think of what's gotten into him at all.

He'd make sure you were officially his after this, but he knew his brothers would only follow the same steps, but it's all a matter of who does it first.

And that would be undeniably him.

(Do not copy or translate anywhere until you ask! yes, you can still reblog, dont worry! <33) (Edited/Proofread 2/22/23 3:33PM)

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[leahsflwer]

Diabolik lovers Preference - “You asking them to bite you”

Summary: Reader (you) is a human and ask them to bite you/feed on your bleed.

Warnings: Blood, vampires x humans, kissing, touching, somethings might come off as a little sexual to some people, cuts, biting, typical vampire things…

Ayato:

-He would sit up on the chair he was laid upon before standing up and looking into your eyes with a smirk. Grabbing your hand and pulling you down onto the sofa, looking down on you as he scanned your body.

-“I’m going to mark you, so others know not to feed off of you. You belong to me now, you got that?” He bluntly spoke, leaning down.

-His warm breath lingering over your skin, then you could feel a shot of pain from his fangs digging into the skin of your neck. Which he left many marks to claim you enjoying every moment of this.

Kanato:

-Kanato stood there by the tree, looking at you as he gripped onto teddy, glancing at your neck for a moment before frowning. Not having fun with it at all. Wanting you to be scared in a way. Dropping teddy on the floor and pushing you against the tree.

-“I get to say when I drink. Isn’t that right teddy?” He smiled with his sleepy eyes.

-He moved some hair from your face and neck, letting a finger run across your collarbone. Leaning in close and placing a soft kiss to your lips, before moving away and biting into your neck, loving the sounds you made.

Laito:

-“Ohh I already planned on doing that little brat” he smirked, leaning in inches away from your lips as his eyes never glanced away from you for a second.

-His hand lifting your head up by the chin, making you look straight into those eyes. A playful grin on his face as he placed his hand on your chest and slowly squatted down, lifting up your clothing to reveal your thigh. Squeezing the skin, with an eager expression. Letting his tongue glide up your inner thigh, his eyes still gazing up at you as he did so, before piercing your skin with his fangs and drinking from your body.

Shu:

-Shu’s eyes shot open as he’s heard that sentence leave your pretty mouth, turning his head to look at you. He was in complete shock that you would suggest it, but he couldn’t deny the sudden thirst he had. Your blood smelt perfect to him

-“A-Are you sure?” He asked just to be sure

-Once you gave him a smile and a nod he would pull you into his lap on the couch and gently move your hair out the way, kissing your neck gently before biting into your skin, moaning at the sweet taste entering his mouth from you.

Reiji:

-His dark eyes looked down at you as he put down a flask on his desk, scoffing as he pushed his glasses up. He mentioned he had need some blood for a mix he was making in his lab but wasn’t expecting you to offer your own. But he also wanted to have a taste of your sweet blood, thinking of how he should react.

-Reiji gave into the idea but didn’t it when you least expected it. Grabbing your hand and pulling you in front of him so your back was pressed against the wooden desk

-“Then I will savour it” He said in a low tone, biting into your wrist, tasting the thick liquid before pulling away and letting it drip into the flask, using that blood for his experiments.

Subaru:

-As he showed you the flowers he loved so dearly, he was shocked to hear you ask such a thing. Turning his body to face you and glare down at you. His eyes adventuring down to your lips as he tried to process it.

-“You wish for me to feed on you?” He asks, shocked and slightly angry at the idea

-When he saw you nod he could see the fear in your eyes and sighed. Walking straight past you and back inside

-“You’re not ready.” Is all he will say to you in return, leaving you alone in the garden. His mind wandering back to you and the idea over and over again until he sees the time when you’re ready.

Kou:

-Kou was wandering why you invited him to the roof of the school and as he heard you speak, he couldn’t help but smoothly place his hands on your waist and lower back, bending you back as if he was going to kiss you. But the cheeky smile on his face showed you that’s not what he had planned.

-“I can finally taste you huh? The others might be jealous you know?” He chuckles.

-Kou was impressed by your confidence as you showed that you don’t care. Making him smirk and lean into a kiss. Letting his lips explore down to your neck and lower to your collarbone, his fangs digging into your sensitive skin, letting the red liquid flow into his mouth.

Ruki:

You were sleepy while laying on his bed, while Ruki was at his desk writing down some things, he explained it was difficult to focus while still thirsty. So you asked him to bite you and have a drink. He turned his head to look at you laid upon his bed and gulped, feeling nervous for the first time.

-He was hesitant and had to stare until he could see how serious you were, even behind those sleepy eyes of yours. So he came over, leaning his body above yours, his expression never changing from the same serious face he generally had.

-Ruki leaned down and took a sniff of your familiar perfume and the hint of your blood. His fangs biting into your neck without a thought. But after he realised what happened and apologised.

Yuma:

-He was excited when you agreed to join him with grabbing some of the vegetables from his garden until your conversation ended in you telling him that he can drink off you whenever he’s thirsty. Which led to him holding the basket of tomatoes, eggplants and other things he’s been growing. Looking at you in shock as blush bread across his cheeks, thinking of how sweet you might taste.

-“I like the idea of that.” He sighed, putting the basket down and backing you up against the greenhouse wall, lifting up your chin and biting into your neck, then licking the blood off and pulling your shirt to side so he could bite onto your shoulder. Leaving marks were he pleased.

Azusa:

Azusa could see the fear in your eyes as he held one of his favourite knives to your face asking you to cut him. But you couldn’t do it so you made an excuse out of hurting him. Grabbing the knife and hesitating for a split second, before cutting your arm. His eyes lighting up at the sight. He listened to you as you told him he could drink from you.

-He was unsure but as he spotted the blood run down your arm he couldn’t waste a second and gently held your arm, licking the red liquid off, biting into your cut making you whimper at the feeling.

-After he pulled away he would smile with a flustered expression and put the knife with his collection naming the knife after you, as to him, you both just shared a beautiful and special moment he shall never forget.

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[diacripticcomplex]

Kinda wanna write a smut fic for this panel but idk if I should…

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[dboliklover]

A sequel to my other work, 'The Perfect Wife'. Please read that one first, lest you be confused reading this by itself. Part of a series I wrote for a wonderful anonymous commissioner. Contact me at [email protected] if you're interested in commissioning me. Or DM me. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, this work gets quite dark. (Y/N) finds herself at a loss when she realises she's pregnant with her captor's baby. Shu struggles with emotions.

MDNI, DARK CONTENT AHEAD. (NON-CON, IMPREGNATION, PREGNANT SEX, BLOOD KINK, ABUSIVE THEMES, YANDERE.)

Chirping crickets, for many, were a soothing sound. This was not the case for a certain blue-eyed vampire who, as he laid in bed, believed that the most soothing sounds were the ones that escaped his wife’s lips. Her tiny snores, her sighs, her moans, her whimpers, her screams...they all filled him with such ecstasy that something as mundane as birds, crickets nor even his beloved orchestral music would ever sound remotely enjoyable to his ears again. Her warmth was also something he found himself drawn to. He was a being of frigid frost; his veins icy and skin deathly cold. Warmth was a rarity to experience and he embraced her mortality for his own pleasure and comfort, basking in the knowledge this woman was now his wife.

Shu Sakamaki was used to sleeping alone, used to being alone; his entire existence he’d been a solitary creature devoid of love or affection. Not anymore. Now, he had someone to take care of him as a dutiful wife should - even if it took more time, effort and punishments to get her to that point.

Before (Y/N), he found the noise of a beating heart irritating. At that moment, however, Shu listened to the steady rhythm with increased fascination, holding her to him to feel her body heat on his glacial skin. This felt...nice. Significantly more so than he’d assumed it would feel to sleep beside someone as lively and soft as she was. Pride filled his chest as his deep azures glanced over the marks and bruises covering her skin like a painted canvas of which he was the masterful artist; these cuts and wounds proved to all eyes that she was his wife.

Beautifully and completely his. Even if she wasn’t perfect yet, she would grow into the role; she had no other choice but she certainly captured the air of perfection and domestic rapture when she slept. No woman, especially no mortal, could compare to his choice of woman. She was going to take care of him, his desires and needs and in turn, he, too, would care for her; and in that way, Shu was determined to achieve the family he never had, proper and loving.

Thoughts traversed to the night before, the punishment. He had to bite back the pleasured groan brought by the fresh memories, his sadistic heart relishing in what occurred. Of course, it would’ve been preferable that she behaved and thus would’ve never experienced such a harsh punishment, but he learnt long ago not to cry over spilt milk. What was done was done; (Y/N) made her decision when she resolved to leave him and had to face the consequences of her actions, though he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the look of pure torment on her sweet face forever etched into his mind. She looked celestial when she wept for his forgiveness. Shu was hopeful that she would learn from this experience and learn to do better by him in the future - this marriage was significant to him and it ought to mean everything to her, too. If he had it his way - and he would - she’ll become the pristine image of a devoted wife, willing and pliant for his every desire. The mere notion was enough to make his grasp on her tighten, his eyes closing and throat swallowing dryly to ease his oncoming arousal. He didn’t care if she was unwilling now, because he knew she would eventually succumb to her womanly vices and lust after him; it was in a woman’s inferior nature to fall easily, but he couldn’t help thinking he might miss her pleas against being forcibly fucked by him, those turned him on more than he cared to admit.

Unfortunately, Shu acknowledged that one measly punishment would not be enough to break her spirits down enough; a frustrating sentiment, but one that he wasn’t stupid enough to ignore. He loathed having to place effort and waste time in most matters, but he supposed this wasn’t ‘wasting’ time when it was crucial and he derived some enjoyment out of it. Still, the sooner she fully submitted to him the better for them both.

Abruptly, his thoughts were interrupted by the change in her heartbeat’s pace, a huff of annoyance leaving him at the realisation she was awake, her body instinctively swaying away from his. His embrace tightened, much to her chagrin, and the way her body tensed filled him with discontented pride - on one hand, she was trying to shimmy from his grasp, but on the other, he eased in the knowledge that she was afraid of him, of what he could do to her if he wanted to. Last night revealed merely a silther of his strength - Shu knew that the previous night’s events were bound to affect her by dosing her in apprehension. Wives should respect their husbands, and the only kind of respect Shu acknowledged was bred through trembling fear. Perhaps now she’ll understand he is not a force to reckon with. Maybe she won’t try to do something as troublesome as escape again.

Whilst her punishment lessened his rage regarding her wrongdoings, the subtle pit of wrath remained and feasted on the panicked look upon her (s/c) face when her eyes met his. “I-” she stuttered out, her voice hoarse from all the screaming mere hours ago, “I need to go to the bathroom.” Shu groaned, dissatisfied. “No.” “Please,” she swallowed, staring up at him with wide, nervous eyes. “I need to. I...I won’t be long, just...need to go.” He pauses, sighing with a roll of his eyes, pressing her nude frame closer to his own; she shuddered against him, fighting the urge to push him away. She was smart enough not to, and so he gave her kudos for that - the punishment did her well. Satisfaction swelled in him as he felt her shivering, heart beating in a gradual frenzy with every second spent in his arms. She’d learn to enjoy his embrace, someday, but he didn’t care whether she liked it now. He noted her legs were crossed, a pained expression etched on her face whenever her pelvis shifted; assumingly her body burnt with aching flames, her injuries setting. “Fine,” he eventually granted, “You can go.” The soft sigh of relief was hard to ignore as she pulled away from him - the covers unfurling to reveal her battered body in its beaten excellency; Shu smirked. Her body belonged to him. “Not so fast.” He declared just as she was about to rush out of their shared bed towards the ensuite bathroom - her spine tensed, she dared not meet his eyes nor speak, waiting instead for him to continue and - assumingly - holding back the urge to run. “Come here.”

Shu believed there was no point in wasting words; he said only what needed to be said, and nothing more. His thoughts were his own, he felt no need to share them unprompted. With extreme hesitation, his wife made her way across the bed to his side at a snail’s pace. Seeing his grimace, (Y/N) gulped taking bolder steps until she reached him, thighs clenched together, covered in his dried blood-stained semen. His eyes bore into hers with a burning intensity before a smirk graced his lips and he brought her wrist to his mouth, kissing the tender flesh, pleased with how her body jumped at his every movement. She would love him eventually, but for now fear was just as great of a motivator for her to behave.

With unusual mellowness, his fangs pierced her the skin, drawing blood his tongue then collected like the sweetest nectar, her whimpers a graceful melody. When he was satisfied he pulled away, getting out of bed. “Let’s go.” “What?” she breathed out, taking a small step back. “I can...I can go alone, I won’t be too long.” Shu ignored her pitiful attempts at repelling him from joining her, grabbing her arm he dragged her toward the bathroom, “You really a troublesome woman.” Reluctance plagued her steps, the idea of cleaning herself up was likely still appealing to her given her slovenly state but if her hesitation revealed anything, the thought was just a little less tempting now that he decided to accompany her.

She was fortunate that waking up beside her warmth placed him in such an agreeable mood - in the future, he’d allow her to walk to the bathroom at her own leisure, however, he couldn’t yet trust her to be by herself even if she was only metres away. Besides, he liked taunting her. And so, Shu leaned against the bathroom doorway, his earphones in as he listened to his music on low volume whilst watching her clean the blood and cum off her tainted skin. Her discomfort was evident, afraid of doing anything that might upset him lest it bring her more pain, the punishment still fresh in her scarred mind. He didn’t move a muscle to try and assist her as she wiped herself of filth, choosing instead to simply observe. Shu admired her naked body in the harsh bathroom light; the curve of her hips, the skin of her thighs, scratched and cut, the bruises around her neck from the choking and chain he kept around her neck for the days she spent alone in the dungeon. His wife was a masterpiece - one meant only for him like a secret symphony, to be played and altered however he so pleased.

She likely realised by now that she would never get away from him. Until she learnt her place definitively he wouldn’t even allow her stolen moments of solitude.

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Routines, like most things, were seen as boring by the Sakamaki heir - but now he found himself somewhat thankful for them. Two weeks passed since the consummation of his marriage and in that time (Y/N) settled into somewhat of a habit. She spent her days lounging around his room with him when he was there, reading or doing whatever it was she desired (provided she did not try to leave his bedroom he didn’t care what she asked him to bring her or what interests she cared to take up) when he was absent. Every day, the servants would bring her meals upon a silver platter; anything she could possibly crave, she was given - promptly, in silence, social contact limited so that the only one she was able to speak to was her husband. Thrice a day like clockwork her meals were delivered.

The lack of socialising and captivity within Shu’s room mellowed the miserable woman as the days dragged on in dullness and despair. None of which Shu worried about, the only thing he minded was that she obeyed; and, much to his pleasure, she’d done well. There were a few problematic slip-ups followed by minor punishments, he saw it as his job as her husband to correct her behaviour. She hadn’t tried to leave again, the most she’d done was regain some valour to stand against him when he tried to be intimate; a few times where she tried to shove him away or struggled a little bit too intensely, or one time during the first week when she locked herself in the bathroom and refused to come out under any circumstance. At worst, it was a nuisance to deal with but he could at least say he hadn’t felt that exact simmering rage since the night she foolishly tried to run.

Her punishments were primarily psychological than they were physical - though the fact she still required occasional violence was a given; he couldn’t let her forget that he could murder her like he could kill an ant; a single tug of his hand and she could be dead and gone - notwithstanding, he didn’t want to beat his wife bruised and bloody too often. He did love her, after all, and chose her for a reason; everything he did was for the good of their future. Patience was something Shu possessed, albeit reluctantly.

When she spoke out of line he withheld her meals, let her starve and feel excruciating thirst until she’d heartfully apologise, preferably on her knees in front of him, after which he’d push her to use that spiteful mouth of hers to gratify him, which inherently always turned into his fingers pulling her (h/c) tresses as he fucked her face, shoving his cock down her throat mercilessly, forcing her to swallow every last drop of his cum, punishing her further if she failed. Alternatively, he would leave her alone for hours - sometimes days - at a time if she did something to especially incite his wrath. She’d be locked in her old room with no way out, not even able to set her sights upon the servants who’d come to ensure she wouldn’t starve. Under times of (Y/N)’s punishments, they opened the door only enough to slide the food tray in and lock it again as quickly as they could. His goal was simple; to make her see that she should devote herself to him, to their marriage, future and, eventually, to their children. That he was the only person she could confide in, seek out.

She existed for him; that, to him, was her only purpose in life. It was his right as her husband, as her owner and superior to take her body whenever he wanted it, to fuck her and hurt her if he wished it and it was her duty as his wife, his belonging and his pet to take it all with gratitude. She was chosen by him to have a position worthy of envy, her marriage to him excelled her into high vampiric society if only in name, as the day he’d allow anyone too close to his wife would be a cold day in hell. Nevertheless, Shu was willing to surround (Y/N) with luxuries he cared little for; she could have any materialistic thing she wanted provided she accepted him for all he was, every flaw and malignant bone in him. And his efforts appeared to be working; she was more yielding, these days. Spoke less unless spoken to, cowered in his presence and bit back sharp remarks he knew were bubbling in her chest. She craved his presence more, letting herself be held at night without incident, though her stiffness never lessened.

Her subservience was appreciated, but he knew it still did not stem from a place he wanted it to - fear was a powerful motivator and he stood by his belief that wives ought to fear their husbands, but more than that he desired her love; the one thing (Y/N) refused to give. Shu understood that perhaps it was too early in their marriage for the fear to turn to love but the longer it took the worse his frustration became. She was supposed to love him. And she would, he had no doubt about that, there’d come a day when she would no longer be able to imagine her life without him, wouldn’t be able to breathe without him beside her. But that time had not yet arrived, and it was a slow-paced venture; she was developing a fondness for him but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough for him, he needed more from her. Always more.

After a life devoid of love hadn’t he deserved to be cherished by his wife? Worshipped like his mother did his father, in her own way? For Karlheinz, Beatrix endured the sufferings Cordelia tormented her with; if his mother had been able to survive the worst for her marriage, so could his own wife do the same for him. (Y/N) was doing well, but in life few things went the way he wanted. He’d left (Y/N) in their bedroom, attending to some “important” matters imposed upon him by his father that he couldn’t shift onto Reiji for once. He was eager to return to his wife, parched for a drop of her blood but was greeted by a distasteful sight upon arrival.

He never paid much mind to the servants that brought his wife’s meals - they were worker ants with a singular purpose. Now he wished he had considered them more thoroughly. With his arms tensely crossed he stood by the bedroom door, dull blue eyes lethally glaring into the back of a male servant who dared pay his wife too much attention. It took far too long for her to notice his presence, irking him to no end; she was his wife, she was meant to notice his entrances from far away, her attention was supposed to be on him and him alone at all times; so to see her smiling at another man, especially such a weak and pathetic excuse for a creature felt like a horrid insult. Slighted, Shu waited for the wretched man to turn around, his usually apathetic face barring a stone-cold expression of contempt that immediately shook the human servant to his very core, instantly regretting gazing upon his superior’s wife, even if it had been a genuinely friendly act with no nefarious intent, the fact the eldest son kept his wife in the custody of his room should’ve been enough to warn the servants never to anger him. This pathetic ant did, and Shu found it terribly bothersome; pent-up fury seethed, every single thing he’d ever lost in his life flashing before his eyes, a painful ache in his chest at the notion of ever losing (Y/N) to some worthless waste of space. She was the one thing he would never release from his grasp - nothing would take her away from him, dangerous jealousy clawing at his psyche as his gaze pierced the man dead, who gulped, bowing his head in ashamed trepidation. “You seem to be enjoying yourselves.” “Lord Sakamaki, I-” Before the servant could finish his sentence the breath was knocked from his lungs, back thrown against the wall. Shu stood over him, apathetic. (Y/N)’s alarmed shriek ricocheted off the walls, begging Shu to stop, that it wasn’t the servant’s fault, that she was to blame - yet the words died on her tongue, the fear of another punishment kept her from truly defending the servant’s innocence, loathing her husband’s brutality but being too afraid to challenge him. Shu was terrifying when he truly wanted to be - she’d learnt that the hard way. Her need for survival overcame her desire to help the unfortunate man, fearful of her own fate should she try a further transgression. So she stood there and hopelessly urged him to stop, words drowned out by his violence. Time moved too fast and too sluggish; she was crumbling, losing her sanity. “You are such a shameless whore,” Shu growled out, his eyes drifting from the coward in the corner of the room to her emerald hues, filled with possessive spite. She flinched. “Shu-” “Don’t.” She gulped, eyes wide as she leaned against the wall at the other side of the room, shaking inconsolably. All she did was smile at a servant boy - they didn’t even speak. Regardless, it was enough to fuel the flames of hell in Shu’s chest. The truth, one (Y/N) would never be privy to, was that he was terrified of losing her. He felt like he’d emotionally crumble if something happened to her; not death or circumstance and especially not a weak human coward would steal her from his clutch. Their wedding vows sealed her destiny. He just needed to teach her a lesson, again.

Shu pulled out a knife from the bedside table, turning to the servant who pleaded for his life, begging falling on silent ears. “This is your fault, (Y/N),” He rarely ever used her name, “Everything that’s about to happen to him wouldn’t be happening if you weren’t so hungry for another man.” She shook her head, crying. “No, please I-” she choked, her heart pounding bitterly. She was the reason this man was going to die. Worthless apologies left her lips, ignored. ‘Sorry’ couldn’t undo the ache in his chest. She needed to feel as hurt as he was.

Shu was a patient man - if nothing else, he was more patient than his brothers. But that patience was limited, and when it came to something like this - something he saw as a betrayal - that patience crumbled into vengeance. Underneath layers of apathy, he was furious. This anger was rarely exhibited before he found (Y/N), even when violence was needed of him; but now he had something to fight for, to cling to - she was the catalyst that set his emotions in motion. It felt good to feel again - but it was in equal parts a curse for both himself and for (Y/N). He wanted this to disturb, wanted this to scar her, to be a constant reminder of what he’ll do if she misbehaves - if she disappoints him. His mother was faithful to Karlheinz, but he wasn’t so illusioned to believe all women made faithful wives. Cordelia proved to everyone that women could be temptress sluts, and he’d never allow (Y/N) to transform into that. That meant keeping her here, away from provocations. Away from other men. Women were irrational creatures.

He’d keep her until he grew bored of her, though given the intensity of feelings she sparked in him, he doubted that would ever happen.

Screams flooded the room as the scent of blood filled (Y/N)’s nostrils, for once - not her own. The smell of the servant’s blood did nothing to appease Shu, who scrunched his nose in mild disgust. Even his blood was rotten. (Y/N) dared not intervene, closing her eyes. “Look.” Shu’s tone was absolute. The blade dug into the man’s face, a sickening squelch heard as Shu cut his eyes out of his head, the mortal man unable to fight back due to his weaker constitution. Shu’s expression was lifeless as he tormented the man without a shred of guilt. He felt entirely justified; the man got too brazen with his wife, and Shu wasn’t willing to share.

In sickness or in health,

It wasn’t as slow a death as Shu would’ve liked to give him, but (Y/N) couldn’t be left unpunished for this slight, either. And so he scooped out the man’s eyes, the bloody mess dripping on the floor and coating Shu’s face and shirt, the human servant writhing on the ground, choking on his own plasma. Shu grinned at the sight. He deserved this. With a final slash, the man fell limp, gargling before silence filled the bedroom, the man, once alive, now merely an eyeless corpse with a slit throat. With a cling the knife fell to the floor as Shu stood back up from his handiwork, bloodied and stained. (Y/N) shivered in the corner, horrified. Until now, her ‘wedding night punishment’ aside, he’d been lenient with her, he never had a reason to force her to witness just how cruel he could be. That was his mistake; she required this vital reinforcement.

Dread ran down her spine as he slowly turned around, the moonlight illuminating his figure, the overwhelming scent of murder and the gore covering her husband almost made her vomit.

He wondered what she was thinking - perhaps that he truly was a monster. Or, maybe she was acknowledging her blame in all this. Preferably, it was the latter. In the end, though, her thoughts were meaningless. Either way, he was the only person who’d matter in her life.

His slender fingers unfastened his shirt with ease, staring dead into her eyes. “Undress.” “What?” She croaked, trying not to gag, troubled by what she was forced to observe. The look he gave her let her know there’d be no repetition. With trembling hands, she undressed, swallowing shallowly to keep herself from panicking. Everything about this situation was so fucked up and never in her wildest nightmares did (Y/N) think this is what her life would come to. Married to a monstrous man who valued no life. But she relied on him and him alone, and as much as hatred swirled within her (e/c) eyes as did the slow descent of her sanity, the way she’d cling to him proved that she was apprehending there was no life outside of him. Not anymore.

For better or for worse.

She snivelled, her dress falling to the ground. Humiliated, disgusted but unable to refuse him, she resigned. She aspired to fight but her instincts refuted any thoughts of aggression from her mind; one wrong word, one wrong move and he could so simply discard her life. “Since you’re such a filthy, worthless whore,” He spat, his midnight blue hues dark and uncanny as he watched her, posture towering over her, “I need to remind you that you’re my whore.” Shaky fingers undid the bra around her chest, freeing her breasts as she quivered over to him, preparing herself for the carnage that would befall her, knowing this would be another painful night. His degradation made her flinch. She had to swallow the venomous words of defence building in her lungs. Shu despised it when she tried to stand up for herself, once he convinced himself of something it was final. His silence was so much worse than when he raised his voice, it spoke a thousand words. “Get down. On your knees.” She did, reluctantly, kneeling before her husband, quivering. His shirt loosely hung from his torso as he unbuckled his trousers, releasing his softened cock. “Suck.” (Y/N) stared up at him with a look that begged for mercy - mercy that was non-existent in him. With tears welling in her eyes, (Y/N)’s lips wrapped around Shu’s thick cock, the salty flavour, now a familiar taste, coating her lips with his precum. Her eyes were trained on him, terrified that her eyes would fall upon the corpse in the room if she looked anywhere else, much to Shu’s contentment. He finally had the attention from his wife he desired; all he had to do was kill a worthless waste of space to achieve it. Once he was satisfied, his cum dripping from her chin, he roughly pulled her up by the hair, turning her head to see the corpse. “He wouldn’t be dead if it wasn’t for you,” he admonished darkly, his whispers filling her mind with remorse, shoving her naked form onto her hands and knees, arms in the warm puddle of metallic blood. She gagged and wept quietly, shaking her head and closing her eyes hoping she’d wake from this unending torture.

He wondered how far her sanity was from shattering.

Shu leaned down and grabbed ahold of her throat, squatting beside her, lifting her head up to give him better accessed to her neck, now bruised and cut from weeks of his relentless abuse. She was the most beautiful wreck. His fangs dug deep into her skin, blood pouring from the punctures in her neck, feeding him. He swallowed her essence, devouring her as retribution for her transgression. “We’re only getting started, you useless, dirty slut.” he muttered, crimson dripping from his lips as he thrust inside her unprepared cunt, uncaring whether it hurt.

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Ferocity surged through Shu’s bones as he stormed across Sakamaki Manor, his face betraying none of the feverish emotions dwelling beneath the surface. He was infuriated. Ravenous; not out of genuine starvation but, rather, out of bitterness. He never handled emotions well; he rammed them down, bottled them in the mundane dullness of his existence and deep-rooted depression.

But (Y/N) changed him.

She did something, created a hole in that metaphorical bottle of feelings, and ever since they’ve seeped through him. It frustrated him because it was something he could no longer control.

Reiji’s criticisms were numerous and mostly disregarded by Shu. What his brother thought of him was inconsequential; but ever since his marriage, his father’s been on his ass far more than Shu would like; meddling in Shu’s life. He held no care for his future ‘responsibilities’, only thankful for his status as Karlheinz’s heir for a sole reason - his marriage to (Y/N). Everything else, to Shu, was undividedly insignificant.

His selfishness wasn’t as outward as, say, Ayato’s; it was tucked beneath disinterest, but he loathed the idea of allowing any strangers to gaze upon his wife’s visage; his father was demanding for them to attend a soiree a few weeks from now, much to Shu’s dismay. These past few days he’s allowed (Y/N) around the manor, barely, but he figured she’d have to eventually (much to his own caution). He noticed she was getting too cosy with the arrangement, another reason for his boiling blood. The final strike was when he saw her speaking to Subaru. His youngest half-brother never seemed like a threat, what with all his steadfast aggression; yet (Y/N) seemed to run into the silver-haired vampire too regularly for Shu’s liking. He wouldn’t allow for anything to occur; he’d be no fool as his father was.

Slamming the door to their shared bedroom, (Y/N) gasped at the sudden intrusion, eyes staring up at Shu. “Is...is something wrong?” Shu didn’t speak, glaring as he watched panicked paranoia fill her until she was overbrimming with frightening thoughts. As she fucking should. She’d been more restless around him, as of late; she was avoiding him - which, in his warped mind, was the highest taboo she could commit. She had no authority over herself; he decided everything for her as it should be. If Shu had a healthier mind perhaps he would’ve acknowledged the fact this wrath he felt should not be targeted to her but at his father, but he was not of a sound mind. Everything twisted to be her fault.

He needed to dispel this pent up stress the only way he knew how; through stringent sex. And she would be his victim, as she was almost every night. Flinching, she stood from her seat, attempting to stay brave. “Shu.” Her shattered softness had no effect on him, not tonight; not after a conversation with Karlheinz where he had to bite back all the horrid things he wished to utter because his father could rid of him in an instant should the wrong thing be said. Nevertheless, all those insults and all those centuries’ worth of hatred for the man who gave him life had to go somewhere, and (Y/N) was the unfortunate victim of circumstance.

Women were made to please men. She was made to please him, and sure as hell she’d put her pathetic inferior body to good use by making him feel sated, after which he’d keep her in his room all over again, refusing to let her out of his sight. The concept of showing her off to snobby vampire nobles infused him with fiery rage, she was made for him, to be seen and touched only by him. The only way he would attend that boring ball with her would be with her neck adorned with his passionate bruises and a collar with his name, screaming to the world that she belonged to him.

Revulsion pervaded at the notion of anyone else watching her with lustful eyes. That was a role reserved for him; the one and only man able to fuck her body as he willed it.

Shu was scarcely gentle, but nights like these - when something truly irritated him - when he was insatiable with his violence, he threw her around like a worthless rag doll for his entertainment, he hit and slammed and bit her until her bones cracked and (s/c) skin turned purple. In his state of paranoid hostility, he failed to understand the reason behind the agitation on her face, the way she took two small steps back. This wasn’t her typical fear of him for she’d started to become accustomed to the abuse; there was no running from it, only minimising it. The flame inside her that died revieved. She wasn’t going to let him harm her tonight. . Because it wasn’t just her he’d be hurting.

With broad steps he made his way over to her, planning on grabbing her face and forcibly kissing her when she ducked and moved out of his grasp, squeezing herself against the wall as though praying to morph into the wallpaper and phase through the wall into safety. “(Y/N). What have I told you? You belong to me. Every part of you is mine to do with as I fucking please. You don’t get to evade me, leave me, or even breathe unless I give you permission to, you worthless fucking failure of a wife,” his voice elevated, the wrath poisoning her blood as she tried to keep steady, determined not to let him touch her. “N-no!” She hissed, eyes glassy, “No, Shu. Not now. Not like this, I’m...I can’t!” Saying no to him after the trauma he inflicted upon her took all the strength she could muster - maybe at that moment, it occurred to her how much of herself she’d lost since meeting Shu. “No?” He laughed, but the sound was anything but comforting; it was a sinister laugh, “and I thought you were doing good.” She whimpered but kept her ground, heart beating in her chest, “I said no.” she repeated, fear increasing by the second. “Well that’s too bad, slut,” He grimly muttered, “Because that’s never been your decision to make.”

He was done with these games. His patience disappeared into nothingness as he stormed over, ready to beat her into submission if he fucking had to, he rose his hand against her, ready to strike her until she was bloodied and begging for his forgiveness only to freeze mid-air as she screeched and lowered her head, messy strands of (h/c) hair concealing her face and arms resting protectively over her abdomen.

With battered breath, she braced herself for a hit that never came, tears freely flowing down her face as she sobbed unabashedly.

Prolonged moments passed them by, neither sure what to do or say. She trembled in front of him, still clenching at her stomach, terrified of the potential of her baby getting injured by his blows. Shu wasn’t sure how to react. His arm didn’t move, stuck held in position until he pulled it back down, relieved, for once, that he hadn’t hit her. And then he smiled - this time it was a genuine smile - soon replaced by a smirk and then furrowed eyebrows. He was going to be a father. He was going to be a father. The words rang through his ears like a bell, drowning out his anger and the frustration he held for his father, Reiji and her seeming closeness to Subaru. That anger was instead replaced with a recognition she thought he would harm his own child. “You’re pregnant.” It was a statement. She shamefully nodded, head down. “Look at me.” She didn’t. Shu sighed and grabbed her chin, forcing her head up to stare into his eyes, coloured with a myriad of feelings all mixing and conflicting, “I said look at me.” She was shaking more than usual like a bunny about to be devoured by a fox. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Tears ran wildly down her cheeks. Shu was a volatile creature, one wrong word could so easily set him off; “I...wasn’t sure how you’d react.” His gaze fell onto her stomach. Her womb - which held his child. But the fact she thought he would let any harm befall their baby left a sour, enraged taste in his mouth. “You’re my wife.” He snapped, his grip on her chin bruising, “You’re supposed to keep no secrets from me.” “I know, I’m sorry-” “Show me.” “What?” His grip relaxed, hand falling to the side as he sat on the bed. “Prove you’re sorry.” He knew, now, that he couldn’t be as violent as he was; for the good of their unborn child. After all these weeks of trying to impregnate her, it finally came to pass. He wondered for a moment how long she’s been pregnant - and, bitterly, how long she’s known. Nevertheless, this was a moment to be celebrated; and he would, by fucking his wife until he was content, knowing that they now had a good reason to attend his father’s soiree. He still detested the idea of others staring at her, but that jealousy would be fed by the satisfaction of getting to announce her pregnancy to their world. The ultimate claim he could place upon her; she was bearing his child - if her body hadn’t belonged to him before, it did now. Everyone would know that she was irrefutably his - carrying his heir in her womb. That eased most of his anxieties in the midst of his abrupt euphoria.

(Y/N) hesitated, hands still clinging to her belly before easing, her hands undressing the clothing adorning her newly pregnant figure, shaken up. Her eyes didn’t meet his, and the reluctance in her movement was evident, but for once he ignored them; the bliss of fatherhood was calming his mind whilst causing a tempest all the same; the thought he’d do something to endanger his family burned and he was resolved to prove to her he could be compassionate. His eyes were stern yet held a glint of tenderness - a softness (Y/N) hadn’t seen in him yet. Despite finding her thinking he’d injure their baby offensive, he welcomed her eagerness to defend the life growing inside her - a profound instinct for a mother to have. A good mother would do what his mother couldn’t accomplish; what none of the mothers could succeed in; protecting one’s child. His family was a ruinous mess from the start, which was why he found solace in the prospect she already adored and nurtured the seed. It was comforting.

As she stripped in front of him he imagined her breasts swelling with breastmilk over the coming months, her body preparing itself for the tedious perils of vampiric motherhood. Her stomach would curve so perfectly as their infant developed and he couldn’t wait to feel the sensitive kicks when it was closer to her due date. He’d have to enquire about everything she knew concerning the pregnancy later, but for now, he wished to experience this fleeting moment to its fullest. He’d punish her in other ways for keeping this vital intel from him.

Knowing that fighting back wasn’t an option, (Y/N) surrendered to his will, with delicate steps she sauntered over to her husband, whose strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his lap as his lips pressed down on her ever-wounded neck, kissing the puncture scars of his previous assaults.

“Never keep something so important from me again.”

Her full obedience was delightful. The baby, he realised, was the perfect way of making her docile, willing. If it made her like this now, he was envisioning how she’d be after the birth; he would be a good father, he assured himself. He had to be. He wouldn’t be like Karlheinz - he would actually care about his offspring. She gasped as he left butterfly kisses down her neck, pulling her as close to his body as possible. He wanted to connect with her like he hadn’t before. His fangs bit into her neck leaving another bruised mark as he drank from her, eyes closed in his bliss. He was finally getting what he wanted, all the hard work and effort he put into claiming (Y/N) and forming the idyllic family would come true. Streaks of blood fell down her neck as he pulled away and licked over his lips, eyes half-lidded as she stared up at him in apprehensive fear, shuddering when he grabbed her hips, unaware of the cuts his grip painstakingly left on her flesh.

His cock was achingly erect, the pent-up tension made him desperate to seek out relief but the thought of his wife’s body warping into something entirely his own in every possible way set his loins aflame with passion. He needed to be inside her now and was going to fuck her until the sunrise until her legs were weak and she couldn’t stand. He was going to show his wife his happiness by lovemaking. The word - lovemaking - was one he previously mocked but now, being a married man and soon-to-be father, he understood the true connotations of the phrase. (Y/N) made him weak. But it was the kind of weakness he’d always craved, deep within himself. The kind of weakness he always wanted to experience. The weakness of family. Of love. He ignored how uncomfortable she seemed against his lap, how her eyes divulged she wanted to be anywhere but here. His hands slide down her body, groans coming from his lips as he breathed in her scent.

He’d worried that once she got pregnant she’d despise it, but to his relief, it was the opposite; she loved their child already - she wouldn’t have defended it so foolishly otherwise. Shu told himself he would be gentle and he would fulfil that promise to himself but that didn’t quell the frustration of her standing up to him. She was passive now, but punishment was still required. He was a good husband. He provided for her - she had no reason for acting out or for daring to think he’d harm their family. His hands travelled down to her stomach, still too flat for his liking but he rested in the comfort of knowing he’d get to fuck her with her pregnant belly to his satisfaction in only a handful of weeks. His cock twitched at the thought. She whimpered as his hands wrapped around her thighs and his nails embedded into her skin, “You’re a terrible wife,” He whispered to her, making her flinch, “Thinking I would ever lay my hand on you whilst pregnant.” (Y/N) looked like she was about to refute the claim, words forming on the tip of her tongue - you were about to - but before the syllables slipped past her teeth she bit her tongue. She knew better. He took her smaller hand in his and guided her towards his cock, wrapping the smaller palm around himself as he groaned, “You’re my wife.” he reminded for the nth time since their wedding night, never letting her forget, “You do what I tell you to,” He breathed out, making her please him, “You exist to satisfy me. To revere me.” The misogynistic jeers came naturally to him, “To take my cock like the good little slut you are. To give me children,” he rubbed her abdomen. “I won’t accept you questioning my authority.” He spread her thighs apart as her hand pumped his cock, pitifully attempting to hold back the tears welling in her lustrous eyes. How many tears had she wept since her kidnapping? In her mind; too many. In Shu’s mind; not nearly enough. He thrived knowing only he could turn her into this obedient mess of sobs. She was his woman; it was that simple and he had every right to do anything he wanted to her; be that praise or degrade her, hurt or love her; it was his choice to make. Lifting her hips as she pulled her hands back, Shu lowered her onto him, filling her cunt with his member, the tightness making it difficult to lower her body over himself completely. She cried harder, muttering in pain as her dry walls were penetrated by his impressive size; one would think her body would get used to the feeling, but every time he raped her she was in the same hell over again.

It did hurt less when she didn’t struggle against it. She cried as he moaned, loud and unabashed, completely bottomed out inside her but unmoving as he stared at her expectantly. “Go on,” she froze, tears blurring her vision, hands covering her stomach. “S-Shu-” “Ride me, you filthy, useless whore.” His tone was tranquil but dangerous, one hand on her hip loosely holding her to him and the other wrapping over her neck, “I told you to prove you were sorry.” With a defeated wail she stiffly rolled her hips to get accustomed to the feeling of his cock inside her, much too slow for Shu’s liking so he bucked his hips, making her jump and squeal out, a sharp ache shooting through her spine. “You mean nothing to me,” you mean everything to me, “So make yourself serviceable. Show me how you’re sorry.” (Y/N) moved her hips up before lowering herself onto his dick once, twice, thrice until she set a steady pace, walls clenching tortuously around him. Every movement was agony but in its own way it was a familiar type of torment; one she was becoming used to. The hand perilously hovering over her throat pulled back and traversed down to her stomach, stroking it with pride. She was going to fulfil her wifely duties by giving him an heir he so longed for; a child of his own.

He wouldn’t make the same mistakes his father made. This family he created for himself was better, superior and loving.

He made it apparent he was determined to do none of the work; pleasing him was her duty despite the humiliation present on her face as she was forced to fuck herself on his dick, stomach exposed as he grabbed at it, reminding her of the future that was to come. The future she could never escape now that there was a child involved. Any attempts at running away after the baby would mean she’d have to abandon the child, something that he would use against her if need be; after all, what sort of mother would abandon her child to a so-called ‘monster’ of a father? Despair flooded her, the sensation of his thick member hitting her cervix unignorable; agonising. Her body clenched around him, bringing him bliss as she held tightly onto him. “Faster,” He demanded, refusing to move a muscle. Mournfully, she increased her pace despite her aching thighs, her hands pressed against his chest to stabilise herself, her body producing slick to lubricate the painful intercourse and make it easier on her. Her breasts bounced in the dim light as the sound of skin-on-skin surrounded them, ensuring she couldn’t even dissociate to any mental happy place - he wanted her actively here, physically and emotionally until the concept of leaving him in any sense - dissociation included - was the furthest thing from her mind.

“Fuck,” he growled, scratching her naked hip with how tightly he held onto her, his other hand kneading her stomach uncomfortably, getting himself off on the notion of her pregnancy. This was everything he ever wanted and he was going to relish this; the thought of a warm family was one that made him feverish, sweat piling on his forehead as her cunt excitedly welcomed him inside. It still wasn’t fast enough so he grabbed onto her waist, “You’re such a waste of space you can’t even ride me properly,” he smirked, feeling her tighten at the cruel remark; she enjoyed his rough words, his degradation - and even if she didn’t, she would learn to. Shu already believed he knew her body better than she knew it.

With a dull expression on his face, Shu bounced her on his dick at speeds a mortal man could never hope to achieve until he engraved her pussy with his shape and she could never fantasise about being fucked by anyone else but him again, his possessive instincts exultant he managed to impregnate her.

All the things he never had he would gain through this marriage; this pregnancy. “You’re fucking mine,” he moaned out, his tip slamming into her cervix, surely bound to bruise it and make her ache for days on end, “Mine, mine-” another moan cut off his words, “Mine.” He watched her through lidded eyes, her hair dishevelled from his treatment and stomach nude, breasts not yet filled with milk but slightly swollen; the early signs of a pregnant woman; the female body at its prime, what it was made for. “You’re my personal slut,” she mewled as he slammed into her g-spot mercilessly, “To fuck just like this, to breed and use how I see fit.” Their fucking was humiliating, each time (Y/N) felt she couldn’t feel any lower he outdid himself by destroying her hopes even further. This baby inside her ruined the last trace of individuality she clung to aside from her role as Shu’s wife.

Her clit remained untouched, the cold air being her sole stimulation; whenever she tried to touch herself he shoved her hand away, retorting how as his wife and cumslut his cock alone should be enough to satisfy her. Her tears aroused him, bringing him to the edge, thrusting messily as their fluids mixed and dripped from her thighs, his cum filling her entirely, leaving no corner of her womb untainted. His pace didn’t decrease through his orgasm, and it was only a minute later that he started slowing down, pulling out of her despite his cock standing taller than ever, libido still going strong. Shu’s eyes stared at the cum falling from her cunt, white and thick as it fell to the bed, and the ground, staining them both. Grabbing her chin he smiled, parting her lips open before spitting in her mouth, “Swallow.” (Y/N) did, almost gagging, body spent and stirred. “Good woman,” his hands laid on her belly, “Our child needs this,” the statement widened her eyes in confusion, “I-” Before she could question it, he brought his wrist to his fangs and cut a slit of flesh soon stained crimson as blood poured from the wound. She gasped, breathless as he brought it to her face, “Drink.” “No, No I can’t, I can’t I-” “Drink.” (Y/N) choked at the odour, memories flashing back to the night he fucked her in front of the corpse of the poor servant boy, trauma arising. How much torment would this man make her go through? Closing her eyes she trembled, small, bruised hands wrapping around his larger arm and bringing his forearm to her lips, trying not to retch. She gave a kitten lick, the red staining her sensitive tongue, body seizing in an attempt to refute his order. Remembering that her child was at stake she persevered. She gave another lick, then another, until her mouth latched onto the cut, sucking out the crimson directly from the source, the taste embedding itself into her psyche. The furrow of her brows showed she wanted to be angry at him for forcing his blood down her throat but even she knew that he was right; the seed planted inside her wasn’t human. It required monstrous nutrients only her husband could provide, and the fear of what her child would grow to be like filled her mind.

Eventually, he pulled his arm away and kissed her, tongue devouring the leftover blood that dripped from both their mouths. “We’re not done yet,” with surprising softness, he pushed her down onto the ground, “You still need to show me how sorry you are,” He reminded, his cock erect and ready for more.

As she sat on the ground, cum dripping from her pussy, the last shred of resistance died in her eyes. There was no escape.

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Four moons passed them by, seasons slowly changing and with them, (Y/N)’s body. Her shape morphed into something exquisite, form taking on its role as a mother, housing Shu’s child within. In their shared bed the mother of his child laid with him, his arms securely wrapped around her, protective and hopeful.

Insomnia held Shu in its grasp, laying with his palms on her growing stomach, inhaling her scent. At the end of the day, she was his wife and he knew he could not deny to himself the love he felt for her. Partially, he was aware of his own cruelty, but he was too far gone to change. She was learning to love him day by day, though, so he couldn’t be too bad. Everything he wanted was in his embrace; his woman to keep his bed warm, to take care of his urges, to love him and a baby in her womb. As it should be.

The kick was hard to miss, putting his thoughts on pause. He pressed his hand deeper into her stomach, if his heart beat like hers it would be palpitating. There it was. The unmistakable sensation of his child making its presence known, its way of announcing its existence. Subtle, but he swore he felt it. This was all he strove to obtain. All that he ever told himself he needed to make him happy. And he was - he wanted to be.

So why, as his consciousness slipped away into slumber, did the worrying thought of “I don’t want this” threaten to echo in his mind? Worry permeated as he felt his eyelids falling heavy.

What if he was just like Karlheinz?

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[diamylovers]

Uh

Parents***

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[dialovers-lover-xoxo]

Shu Sakamaki x Reader Smut

This is NSFW! If you are a minor or nsfw sexual content makes you uncomfortable please do NOT read under the cut ❗️

❌ You have been warned ❌

Waking up from an erotic dream, Oral, Fingering, Biting and blood sucking, Dirty talk, Making you beg/dirty talk, A little humor, Swear words

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Shu's tongue delved in between your folds, expertly stroking you. You arched up with a cry, gripping his soft hair. He didn't say anything, just savored your taste as he explored every inch of your womanhood with his tongue. You moaned. "Shu...Please!" It wasn't enough. You wanted him to fill you up.

The pleasure was dull, there, but not enough, yet as the scene of Shu eating you out faded, it got stronger, more pleasurable, and you woke up to...Shu eating you out.

Shocked, you nearly fell out of bed. "Shu!" In response, Shu simply gripped your thighs and pulled them farther apart, then leaned up to bury his face in your lap.

You squirmed and your hand shot out to grab his hair, just like in your dream. "Dirty woman." He muttered, his breath brushing over your lower body, making you whimper. "Moaning in your sleep like that. Made me hard." Shu dove back in and you nearly screamed as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You squirmed. "Shu, wait!" Your legs shook. Shu pressed feather-light kisses over your folds and you whimpered, biting your knuckles.

"How could I resist?" He purred. "You were whining in your sleep. I wanted to give you a reason to moan my name." Your lover said gruffly, before taking a long lick that sent your soul sky-high.

"Maybe tomorrow you'll wake me up by sucking me, hm?. But right now, I'm satisfied with this." Shu told you, his voice, deep and sexy. "Yes." You agreed without hesitation. You panted, gripping whatever you could for dear life as your orgasm approached. "Shu!" You cried out. A little more...you exploded, moaning loudly.

Without missing a beat Shu was climbing over you, already naked and hard. You hurriedly threw off your nightgown and grabbed his shoulders, ready for him to enter you and make him his. He leaned down and kissed down your neck. "You have no idea how much I want to bury myself inside you." He bit down and you yelped as his sharp fangs penetrated your flesh. "Mm...then do it." You told him, needily. "Not yet..." he murmured. He trailed his hand down and inserted his finger. You threw your head back and moaned. "Fuck. How are you still so goddamn tight? I'm not that small am I?" He chuckled at his own joke, his voice heavy with lust. "No." You responded, an amused smile on your face. He nibbled your collarbones. "Tell me how big I am. How much you want me inside you. How much I satisfy you." Another finger slipped inside your wet heat. "Shu...you're so...ah...big...mm...I love...ngh...having you fill me." Hell, since you were stroking his ego, why not stroke him? Shu let out a shuddery breath as you wrapped your hand around his length and started to slowly stroke it. Shu's incredible blue eyes clouded with lust. He curled his fingers inside you and you orgasmed again. Satisfied, Shu got down on his forearms and began to push in.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in his hair as he stretched you magnificently. "Ngh! Fuck, you're so warm...and tight..." Shu began to thrust slowly, rotating his hips in a way that made your jaw drop. You kissed Shu and he immediately teased your lips with his tongue. You opened your mouth for him and moaned.

He straightened and looked into your eyes, pulling out until only the tip of his manhood remained, then slowly sliding in, making the two of you moan as one.

Sweat dripped down his forehead. You lazily lifted your dominant hand and wiped his sweat away. Shu gritted his teeth and his muscles flexed in a very pleasing way.

He moaned your name. "I love you." "I love you too." Your fingernails were digging little crescent moons into Shu's forearms, but he didn't seem to care. He tried to hold back but a few moans slipped through his gritted teeth.

"I want to hear how good I make you feel." You told him. He paused his movements, surprised. "I want to know you feel good, Shu. Don't hold back for me." Shu thought about that for a moment before resuming his thrust inside you, making your eyes roll back.

You pulled him down completely on top of you, wanting him as close as possible. He obliged happily, wrapping his arms around you. You scratched at his back as he went deep inside you. He groaned, loudly and the sound was almost enough to undo you.

He tensed and you could tell he was getting close. "Shu!" You whined as he thrust hard inside you. You shattered into pure ecstasy. He groaned in your ear, going faster until he exploded, filling you with his seed.

He panted on top of you and you held him as he tried to catch his breath. He rolled off you and swooped you in his arms. "Mine." He murmured. "Yours." You agreed. "You'll wake me up tomorrow by putting me in your mouth, right?" "You actually remembered that?" Shu grinned down at you, his fangs glinting. "I remember everything when it comes to sex with you." "Remember your chores." "I remember them. I just don't care. I care about sex." You laughed and rested your head on his chest.

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I hope you enjoyed my smut! It's been a while, whew! Don't worry, the part twos of other smuts are coming XD

I tried making this one more realistic with humor and communication but since I have 0 irl experience my smuts are probably not too accurate lol

But I just want y'all to enjoy reading them 😄

Feedback and reblogs always appreciated! ✨

Thank you for reading my loves! ❤️

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[secretivemessenger]

100 event: HardDom!Shu Sakamaki fucking the reader until he passes out on the floor in front of the others Sakamakis and also the Mukamis after dinner just because reader was teasing him. Heavy BDSM, spanking, degradation and stimulation, please 🤪 Do what you want with the Sakamakis/Mukamis

I Have No Idea What To Name This

Top shu x male reader

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: Exhibition! Spanking! Rough sex! Degradation! Idk what else! Help me! Sooo short!

100+ Event

Shu sakamaki is a calm man , he’s rarely seen angry , so you decided to take that to your advantage by teasing him when you all were having a mix dinner

The mukami brothers were invited , there was some complaining but as reji said “it’s for strengthening the bond between vampires” so here you are

Oh how embarrassing it was , you wanted the earth to just split in half and swallow you whole , you regret even thinking about teasing him , why did you have to be such a brat

You eyes snapped open as you let out an uncontrollable moan when you felt shu’s hand land a harsh slap to your butt , it made your body move to the front from the strength of the slap “a slut like you don’t have the right to think of anything other than this cock thats fucking you”

“Ahng… FuWah” shameless moans is all you could let out “what a whore” he said before delivering another hard smack to your butt making you arch your back as you felt yet another slap

You felt like your body was burning up from the heat , shu was using your body like a rag doll , fucking your leaking hole like a flushlight like his own cumdumb to fill with his seed , You buried your face onto the table sheets , hoping it would make you somehow forget about the people sitting on the table

It’s been like this for a while now , you teased him a bit too much and he slammed you on the dinner table ripped your clothes apart and started fucking you with no mercy , the problem was that everyone was sitting in the room watching as shu fucked you dumb , watching as your fucked stupid , watching you cum on yourself over and over again

And not just that , they just sat there watching , some where embarrassed some where amused and laito he just had no shame at all , he didn’t care about what anyone thought and just buckled his pants and started jerking himself off to you “damn your really are a bitch , can’t wait till i get to fill you up” is what laito moaned out while pumping his cock , even some of them had a hard on from watching you

To say you were embarrassed is an understatement , but it felt so good the way shu was drilling your hole was so amazing that you couldn’t even stop moaning and screaming even when people are watching , he came inside you many times that cum would flows out every time he pulls his cock out just to slam back inside pushing all the cum inside your walls

The sounds of skin slapping filled the dinner room mixed with your moans and grunts , your body was shaking your mind turning to mush , you couldn’t even bother to care anymore who’s watching , it just felt so good being used like this by Shu

(Alright this is as far as i can go sorry not sorry)

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[anorasakamaki]

Shu says: "I felt her hug me tight, while my fingers explored her thoroughly, plunging into her warm and humid interior, causing the most beautiful notes of pleasure to be exhaled by her perfect mouth.

I felt her nails dig into my skin when I reached a clear spot inside her. Ah... The loud and disconnected moans! Those ones were the best musical chords I could have heard.

I felt her shiver under my touches as I kissed her neck, grazing my fangs slowly. I felt one of her hands grab my pole, and I unexpectedly let out a loud moan, sinking my fangs into her neck and sucking her delicious blood for me.

As soon as I felt her getting close to her peak, I knelt down and began to suck her intimacy hard, ready to taste the nectar of my beloved wife.

When she came, I quickly took her, getting drunk on the taste of her until I felt her shudder violently, tugging and tugging at my hair..."

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[bear-remn]

no thoughts, just them

(っ'-')╮=͟͟͞͞💌

warning: nsfw, suggestive, adult content, minors dni

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[the-faceless-bride]

Hi, are matchups still open? If not just ignore this request. And if they are open could I get a match up for Diabolik Lover? I would like a romantic one, I am into men. I am a 18 y/o female. I am 5’6 and I have an hourglass figure with big 🍒. I have long wavy brown hair and a babyface. I am an Aries, ENTJ 8w7. My love language is Acts of service.

I love reading and seeking mental stimulation. Like watching and solving true crime cases. I love everything horror; books, comics, movies, stories and games. I also love theorizing random things.

People describe me as cold, harsh, mean,distant, arrogant and closed off. I am very bubbly and cheerful around the people I love which isn’t many

I also LOVE the everything feminine! Like getting dolled up just to take the trash out. I love the color pink and the whole bimbo aesthetic.

After reading...

I match you with....

Ayato Sakamaki🗡

He very much enjoys looking at your body and 🍒 and will make comments thinking it'll fluster you

Seeing your cold response he will most likely think you're playing hard to get, and he likes that

Congratulations, you're never getting rid of him now.

Now he is determined to be with you no matter what.

He will slowly ease up on the comments once he gets to know you better and you start opening up more to him

Even if it takes a while

And he gets a kick out of it when you're cold or mean to his brothers, however, if you piss off Kanato you're on your own with that one.

He would enjoy watching or listening to true crime with you. in fact, if you enjoy the particularly bloody ones he'll tell you a few stories of his own

Same with horror movies, the bloodier the better

Bimbo aesthetic? 10/10 from him

Other possible matches?: laito, Reiji

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[ashhh-14]

Diabolik Lovers Masterlist

◔Subaru x F-Reader▒Please▒

✥'Yours' A series full of diabolism

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[monstas1ut2]

<3 Shu gets his juicy revenge

| Pair(s) : Shu Sakamaki, black fem reader

| Warnings : Fem reader, black reader, squirting, Shu calls you his little melody, Shu loves how you sound with his music, fingering, risk, teasing, Shu thinking about humiliating Reiji

| Wc : 1.3k

| A/n : I am in need of ideas for Diabolik lovers scenes/imagines/fics.. so please tell me. <3

“Ow.. fuck..”

Glancing up in slight urgency, there was no doubt that those ocean eyes were on edge. The color being darkened than usual, and the aura of harsh tension beckoning you to be more on alert. Although no words mustered from you, you showed your emotion by caressing the new bruise. The darker toned bruise was quite obvious around your wrist, tainting it from the rest of the brown color.

Wanting to complain about how badly it stung, or how it felt like your wrist was broken, you couldn’t. Usually, the thoughts that spiraled in your mind were always spilled. Today, it was different though, he didn’t seem like he was in the mood.

The faint noises of soft classic music coming out of the earbud, was pulled from his right ear. The bud swaying a bit before stopping at his chest, all while, the other stayed put in his ear. The blonde deciding that the music would create harmony with the sounds you were about to release.

The worrisome things that pummeled your mind was making your stomach twirl. Anyone could tell what this was leading towards. The soft duvet that was underneath your butt making you more worried than anything.

“Shu, we can’t do this-..” you whispered out, those pretty, glossy lips of yours almost trembling. Everything about you just seemed oh so doll like, your long black eyelashes fluttering with a plea. Shu could care less though, not only are you his property, but he knows in his heart that his own brother has fallen for you. And That just made it all more fun.

“Why not.”

“Because, this is his room, he can come back any fuckin’ minute and I’m dead foolin’ around witchu’..” You babbled out, just barely getting the words out, all while the soft thump was heard. The jeans that covered your legs were peeled from your skin, the cold air warning you to stop this man from causing chaos.

“not while I’m around..” Shu spoke with that deep, but rich and soft voice. Those half lidded eyes of his watching as you kept your legs closed.

This man had his way of edging you on, so there was no doubt that your blood was boiling from his voice. It’s just always so seductive and sex filled. Watching his lips curve slightly into a cocky smirk when he knew he’d won you over. Either way though, if he hadn’t, you’d still have to endure it all.

“Face it, does the thought of me fucking you… in my brother’s room make you.. hot?” Leaning towards your gorgeous face, you could see every single intention Shu had, in his eyes. Swallowing the nerves, your legs slowly opened again. The soft, f/c fabric covering your slit was barely enough anymore. The smell of your sex giving the vampire a full high.

“That’s my little melody…” Shu whispered with that same lazy smirk, hooking his long index finger underneath the fabric before he’d pulled it slightly to the side. Those puffy brown lips were basically calling his name over and over again.

Slightly biting down on your bottom lip, there was much anxiousness from wanting to feel his fingers caress you right there. Staring down at your aching pussy that began to leak more from exposure. Though, Shu wasn’t going to make it that easy for you, his blue eyes showing much more mischief.

“You’re a naughty woman… Thought you said you didn’t want to do this before..” Shu brought up, his slender fingers gently moving to press against that wet slit of yours. It felt so undeniably good, and somehow someway, it felt even better doing this in a room you weren’t supposed to be in. Slowly aching to move your full, thick hips against his fingers.

“I’m not the one that put me in here, you did..” you slightly whined, lips parted a tiny bit from the soft whispers of touch. A tiny hum leaving his throat as he slipped one of his fingers inside. The pink walls suddenly pulsing around just his one finger. “Yeah.. because I can.” Shu spoke with the lack of fear, it just wasn’t there, nor would it ever be.

This was none other than a grudge filled counterattack. Shu might’ve said a few statements to crush Reiji’s ego, though Reiji said a lot more. This, however did not put a dent in Shu’s ego. This is because Shu is the type of male to do more than speak utter nonsense. He loves crushing Reiji’s spirit physically, but he lacks energy. In result, Shu doesn’t go the ‘Ayato and Subaru’ route of damaging things or smashing walls. Shu does something more .. petty to get under his skin.

Boundaries.

It’s no secret that Reiji has many pet peeves, the main one being cleanliness and decency. So, the second Reiji became petty and uttered the worst combination of words ever, Shu became spiteful. He might’ve looked like he ignored every single thing that passed Reiji’s lips, but he didn’t. Once that button was pushed, Shu basically ripped it and threw it right back in his face.

“Ah~.. Right there-.. right there…”

Gripping tightly around Shu’s two fingers, your soft painted toes curled in an instant. Trying to keep your precious voice down, you softly reached up and gently touched the back of the blonde’s neck. Those soft fingers almost stung him, your nails tickling him just a bit. Shu knew exactly why Reiji wanted you, it wasn’t just about the blood.

There was just nobody who could compare to you. Gently pushing him down towards you, Shu obliged and pressed his lips against yours. A burst of strawberry flavor bouncing around his tastebuds. It was absolutely sweet, the want to kiss you more never leaving. The sweet sounds of smacking making you almost purr with more lust for him.

The pool of wetness inside of you beginning to weep. Your puffy pussy making those squishy sounds from Shu picking up the pace with his fingers. The wet glistening puddle soaking into the covers below you. And that’s what Shu wanted, he wanted you to make a complete mess of yourself and everything else.

Clenching the sheets that you never thought you’d touch, your eyes squeezed shut for just a split second. The clenching also occurring down south, where shu’s fingers were drowning and now stuck inside of you. A slow smirk appearing on his face once again before softly curling his fingers upwards. That sudden motion making you jolt in shock. It really did feel as if you were electrocuted. Trying to keep the worst of your sounds in, the need to cum on his fingers enhanced.

“Don’t be troublesome… cum on my fingers like a good girl.”

The vampire would never admit, but maybe a slight drop of drool went down the side from his mouth. This could be from how sweet and scrumptious you smelt, or just from how weak you looked. Shu knows how strong you mentally are, nobody could bring you down. But, Shu knows all he has to do is push your little buttons and he has you in this mental chokehold.

A burst of wetness exiting you, the puddling sounds only getting louder from Shu giving your special spot so much attention.. his hand drenched in your juices as he had that satisfied look on his face. In his mind, he wanted Reiji to taste what he couldn’t get… make Reiji look pathetic by shoving his face in the wet spot on his covers…

Oh man revenge tasted so sweet.

That’s all he wanted, pulling his fingers away from your soaking cunt. Slowly licking them with no shame, because you tasted like pure honey. Something Reiji could never experience head on.

He could only experience it from his drenched bedsheets.

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[diacripticcomplex]

after yui gets taken by the mukamis and the sakamakis finally get her back, how would that be like in the sakamaki household? E.g they punish her and start to show yandere/ obsessive tendencies after? i feel like this would be such a good story!

Yui’s POV:

My head was pounding, my eyes felt heavy and I could barely open them. Everything was so blurry, I had no idea what was going on, I felt drained and beat...The last thing I remember was Ayato taking me from the Mukami Manor…I’m slowly remembering that night, bits and pieces. “Ah she’s awake~ hey little bitch” that voice, it was Laito’s. I couldn’t open my eyes fully but he was there along with the others, I just couldn’t clearly see them. “Ayato, you sure did mess her up real bad.” Laito commented, adding his chuckle at the end. “Shut up, I was reminding her who she belongs to,that’s all” Ayato remarked back, in his fiery tone. “I don’t think she’s been punished enough, don’t you agree, Teddy?” Kanatos voice questioned, after hearing this I began to panic but I couldn’t move, I was shackled down heavily. “If you’re going to be this loud you could at least amuse us with your screams and cries..” I believe this was Shu’s voice, my vision started to clear up, I was laying down shackled to a wooden torture table. “Are we going to do this or not?” Subaru questioned, I could sense the irritation in his voice. “Do what??” I asked, causing Reiji to speak. “Discipline you, you truly are an indecent woman” he said, but sadism dripped in his tone. “Draining you of your blood is fun of course little bitch but we all want to gang fuck you, you’re fine with that right~?” Laito stated and my heart started to pound, I felt scared, I didn’t want that. “She wants it, she's an immoral slut who gets off on this type of thing.." Shu's comment felt like a knife cutting me, they always say things like this to me, and I think I tell myself to enjoy whatever they do to me because I believe it can get worse. There's no fighting this..

I say nothing, I numb myself, I know they will brutalize me..they believe I deserve it..telling them I don't will not change this situation in the slightest. "What's this? falling into despair~?" Laito chippured. "Her face looks twisted with both fear and pleasure." Kanato commented. " Enough of you two, she's mine to torment first." Ayato stated, declaring dominance. He approached me, putting his hand on my throat and pressing on it. I couldn't help but call out his name for him to stop, it was natural for me to beg. "...I honestly didn't have any interest in this but after hearing that..I might partake.." Shu started and took out his knife, slicing all my clothes off, even my undergarments.

"woah Shu~ Who would've thought you were like this" Laito remarked, causing the eldest brother to chuckle. "You have a lot to learn.." Shu says with a faint smirk, Ayato wasted no more time and bit into my neck, I believe he reopened a bite mark. It felt like a wound reopening. I closed my eyes and I bit my lip to hold back my cries, this would only further entice them. I felt someone by my feet, I peak a bit and see Kanato his tongue grazed my toe and then he took a bite. Soon all of them brothers took a part of my body and did as they wished, Subaru took a deep bite into my wrist, Laito bit my nipple while stimulating the other one, Reiji bit my finger and Shu stabbed my thigh, causing me to wince in pain and then he licked the blood off his knife. They only drank for a few a few seconds, maybe 1-2 minutes but I felt the blood leaving my body, I could feel the heaviness in my eyes and I started to see black spots everyone, they all stopped around the same time, then it began…

Laito and Kanato were by my feet, I noticed them pressing themselves against it them sliding their hands up to my thighs then taking out their manhoods and stroking it up and down, all while touching me, Ayato had pried up my legs much to the annoyance of the other two and began to lick my part, saying his possessive statements in the process. Reiji and Subaru used my hands to relief themselves, and Shu inserted himself in my mouth, they all used my body to do as they wished…this made them feel so good but it made me feel so dirty…Laito and Shu kept saying their degrading commentary, calling me a slut and saying that I want this..that wasn’t the case, but I did want this to be over, and while I thought it was…they flipped me over, I was now on all fours, each brother took their turn to go inside me, Ayato of course went first, he always would go fast and slap my butt very hard, then Shu went, he had slow but hard thrusts, then Reiji went, and did not hold back he yanked my hair with all his might. Kanato, and Subaru argued about who would go next and this caused Laito to step inside of me, Laito made sure to cum deep inside of me, after all of this was done they all showered me in their seed then left me in the chains…naked and alone.

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Kamelia Rozalia Dimitrescu🃟

“She is the oldest daughter of Alexandru Dimitrescu? She is his carbon copy!” one of the duchesses present at the time whispered to her lady-in-waiting. “Madam, but I heard she is his step-daughter…”, Kamelia stopped walking and turned her head to the two women. The raven haired lady served them a glare and began walking towards the entrance of the palace. “Why are you so mad, young mistress?” her teacher and caretaker, Alucard, stopped her before she could reach the doors. “They keep talking shit, count.” Alucard chuckled, “A young lady such as you shouldn’t talk like that, dear Kamelia.” Kamelia glared at him and teleported into her bedroom. “You sure do care about my education, dear father.” 一Kamelia Rozalia Dimitrescu, 12 years old, Demonia —--------------------------------------------------

Kamelia Rozalia Dimitrescu; borned on 17th of December xxxx. Daughter of Elena Mariana Dimitrescu, step-daughter of Alexandru Liviu Dimitrescu, biological daughter of Alucard -known as Vlad the Impaler of Romania, Count of Dracula. Kamelia’s ethnicity is Romanian, currently living in the underworld, her clan's world, Demonia. Kamelia, as part of the tradition in their clan for years, is a part of the Phantom Dogs, an assassins organization created by her great-grandmother when the war between the Bat clan and Vibora clan happened years ago. Nosferatu wasn’t as popular as it still is to this day and it wasn’t rich either, since the demon race combined with the vampire one was considered much lower than the Wolf clan, so they began forming this organization with their poor families of nobles to do assassinations for money during the war. Kamelia is the oldest sister, Amelia Katrina Dimitrescu is the middle sister and Agatha Gabriela Dimitrescu is the youngest sister.

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Okay so the first time in my life with the amount of smut I have read,

I have finally written smut on Wattpad but not just any smut.

Diabolik lovers smut and it's about this lovely vampire.

Me:

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