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jaegersdevil · 7 months

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bloodsucker [satoru gojo]

Vampire!Satoru x Human!Fem!Reader summary: a game of cat and mouse in the woods turns into a bloody mess warnings: 18+ / mdni!, afab, vampire activities, mediocre writing of sex in a forest, bloodplay, biting by both parties, satoru chases you through the woods because its fun, fear play perhaps, overstimulation, no use of y/n w/c: 2.1k a/n: happy start of spooky season! let me know if i missed any warnings! enjoy :) masterlist

Keeping quiet while running for your life isn’t as easy as the movies make it out. It’s coughing when there’s so much mucus in your throat that you can’t breathe, and the sobs you try so hard to keep inside that force their way out when you hear the footsteps behind you get closer. It’s the methodical dodging of broken sticks and rocks you’ve seen in the shows that ultimately get forgotten once you enter a stage of full panic and just run to survive, not caring that you’re leading them right to you.

But this isn’t a movie, and the thing chasing you is something you would consider much more terrifying than your usual killer with a mask and a knife.

A deep, throaty chuckle rings out much closer than is comfortable, and flashes of white hair and pale skin seem everywhere and nowhere simultaneously. It’s too dark, but you see a squirrel run up a tree in front of you, squealing in fear when you speed past, adrenaline keeping you from slowing down. Your ragged breathing is all that can be heard in the quiet forest, save for your feet crunching the layer of dead leaves so thick you can’t see the dirt.

You thought the idea was fun initially, but maybe that was just his influence over you. He has an incredible way of making dangerous, stupid things look enticing.

Your name is called from behind you, sung in a low tone, with a giggle cutting through the middle.

“You know this is futile – running, that is.”

Wiping your sweaty forehead with the back of your hand, you glance over your shoulder, the man you love and hate the most standing perfectly still a half mile back. The hem of your short sundress dances behind you, and the sight draws him closer.

“Give up, darling!” His honey, saccharine voice taunts you, echoing in your head. “You know how this ends!”

Shaking your head, you endure.

But, upon returning to face the direction you’re running, you smack head-first into a tree and fall to the ground, a yelp leaving your lips. At least, that’s what you thought you ran into.

His chest is so solid you think he was created by the earth itself, and perhaps he was — though somewhere much deeper and hotter than your usual whimsical fairytales.

“I win,” He laughs at you. Dread pulses through your veins, your depleting adrenaline already kicking back in.

“Satoru—” You start, breath catching in your throat when you see his hand swinging his glasses. Your eyes widen when you look up at him, his bright eyes and cocky smirk visible through the darkness. He is so beautiful you wonder how he’d gotten cursed with such a thing, a disease the people in town call it.

“Well, I think it’s time for my prize…” His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek, his fangs catching on his bottom lip. Your eyes flicker to them: sharp, terrifying, and oh-so attractive when he puts on those eyes in conjunction. The soft but piercing gaze that settles on you now.

“Aw, are you crying?” He tilts his head and crouches, empty hand caressing your cheek. “S’okay, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Flinching away from his hand, you go to stand, only to be pushed down by his hand on your shoulder. “Did you or did you not agree to the rules?”

You stamper. “I–I know the rules, Satoru. I just think I should get a second chance. You always win.”

“Huh,” He hums, nodding in contemplation, though you know he won’t let you have one. “Not today, sweetheart. Sorry.”

You nod, eyes downcast as you sit forward. Your hand resting on his neck, you lean to peck his lips. “No need to be sorry.”

Satoru smiles into the kiss, his fangs nipping at your bottom lip. He was always engrossed once you had him, which, in this instance, allowed you to formulate a plan. It’s not a smart nor fully laid out idea, but it’s the best you could do with your little time. Not giving him a chance to retaliate, you get up and run as fast as you can.

You hear him sigh in annoyance, but Satoru remains in his spot on the ground. He calls your name, haunting and rich.

“I’ll always find you, you know,” He yells, getting up and walking in your direction. “There’s a reason why I found you in the first place.”

You don’t listen to his words, having already known, chest heaving and eyes wild as you hide behind a thick oak tree. Holding your breath and frozen in your place, you watch as Satoru stalks past you. Whether it’s on purpose or because he’s so blinded by lust, you don’t know. You just hope it’s the latter.

“Darling, please,” You can hear the desperation in his voice, though it’s plagued by desire and a little malevolence. “I’ll be good.”

Rolling your eyes at his last comment, you inch to the right slightly, peering around the tree to ensure he hadn’t done a loop. But your stomach drops when those same bright eyes are dead set on you.

“I think it’s only fair that we go inside now. I’m getting chilly.”

Your heart rate increases tenfold, and you curse your fear for making it so much easier for him to find you. With a twinge of confidence, you only get when teasing him, you round the tree and stand before him.

“You don’t get cold. You don’t have a heart, Toru. You don’t even have a heart with the ability to love! You told me yourself.”

His cackle and a slap to the knee was his only reaction to your statement.

“Oh, you are the most divine human ever, sweetheart,” Satoru laughs. “My love for you runs deeper than the mythical heart! You are my soul and my entire being, my beloved.”

You inhale sharply, palms sweating at his words. You’ve heard them a thousand times, having been attached to him for the past 3 years, but hearing those words from his lips in the dead of night in the darkest forest awakens something inside you.

Doubt flashes in your eyes, and suddenly, Satoru’s hands are all over your body, squeezing and stroking. “I’ll show you I love you in the only way I know how if you allow me to.”

You’re breathless when he kisses you, lips trailing down your neck to the one place he knows best. His tongue flattens against the column of your throat, savouring the taste of your skin, salty from the sweat and warm from running. He groans, words barely discernable as he inhales you. Your blood is the sweetest he’s ever tasted, the richest and the most intoxicating.

Satoru’s hands move down to your ass, and he lifts you effortlessly, pushing you against the oak tree. The sharpness of the bark digging into your back is nothing compared to the piercing of his fangs into your flesh. He lets out a satisfying whine, ravenous and restless.

“'Toru,” You throw your head back, your ankles locking behind his hips. The initial cry of pain dwindles to a broken moan, and you grasp at the collar of his black dress shirt. Every nerve ending inside your body alights, your blood rushing to the spot on your neck where your lover feeds.

When you tug at his hair, Satoru reluctantly slows his sucking of your red essence into his mouth. His plush lips are stained red, and his breathing is rapid when he slowly pulls his fangs out of your rubied skin like he wants to prolong his pleasure, groaning when he sees the mess. Blood drips down his chin, his teeth are stained red when he grins lazily, and you moan at the sight.

A broken laugh falls from his mouth, and his eyes dart to your slackened mouth. Satoru puts his hand on the back of your head, his fingers dancing in your hair, and pulls your face to his, locking his lips with yours. The metallic taste of your blood on your lips is suffocating yet erotic, and you can’t help but grind down on his crotch. Crimson colours your mouth and chin, and Satrou releases an animalistic growl deep in his throat.

Between sloppy kisses, your hands find the waistband of his black dress pants. His hips buck subconsciously while you pull his pants down along with his briefs, and Satoru whines before you even touch him. His pupils are wide, and if he could blush, you bet your life he would be flushed.

Satoru can't stop inhaling the scent of your blood, pheromones, and sweet arousal in your underwear. Overwhelmed and impatient, he pushes his fingers towards your entrance, shoving your underwear to the side. You gasp at the sudden intrusion and the cold air of midnight.

“Ready?” He mumbles, peering at you through his fair lashes. You nod and inhale sharply at the feeling of his tip on the back of your thigh. He runs his cock through your folds, saccharine wetness covering his length.

Pumping himself a few times, Satoru lines himself up and pushes into you. The burning sensation only lasts a moment before the pleasure of being stretched takes over.

Satoru’s jaw goes slack as your walls squeeze him, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. He’s barely holding himself back as he lifts you up and almost drops you back down onto his cock. You let out a choked moan, and your eyes roll to the back of your head, the wound on your neck tingling as it heals.

“Oh, fuck,” Satoru pants, leaning his head down to your other shoulder. As he thrusts into you, he drags his teeth along your skin, not sinking his fangs in just yet. The sound of your blood pumping rapidly beneath is like a drug he could get high off for eternity.

The sounds you make spur him, and Satoru bites down, smirking into your skin as you yelp. The poison entering you for a second time makes the sensation all the more intense, and you find yourself smiling in euphoria.

The forest is silent, the only noises being the slapping of skin on skin and wicked groans from the devil himself.

The end approaches fast, too fast, when you feel the coil in your stomach tighten.

“I’m– c–close,” Your speech is broken, but he understands. Satoru goes harder, using his inhuman strength to bounce you faster. Your legs ache, and your arms go limp on his shoulders as Satoru grunts.

“That’s my fucking girl…”

Your orgasm rips through you violently, and you clench around him, throwing your head back in pleasure. Seeing stars, your head lolls to the side, observing Satoru watch where you connect, jaw slack with a feral look in his eye.

As you pulse around him, Satoru can't keep his composure any longer. And when his hips stutter, a sign he’s close, you lean up and graze your teeth along his jaw, nipping and drawing blood when he sighs. You bite down harder on the skin of his neck when you feel a second orgasm unravel, overstimulated and sensitive.

The dull breaking of his flesh pushes him over the edge. “Oh, oh, gonna– fuck–”

When he cums, it feels like the first time; it always does when he’s inside you. Hot ribbons shoot inside you, painting you with the seed of sin. It drips down the inside of your thigh, and the taste of Satoru’s blood in your mouth mixed with yours as he kisses you is unearthly.

He pulls out of you but doesn’t drop you. When you lean back from his face, you look at each other’s necks and chins, giggling at the crimson aftermath.

“That’s so hot,” Satoru mumbles, licking the residue around your mouth and moving down to tongue at your neck. He meets your eyes again, tongue swiping across his lips. You tilt your head and admire him, lifting the hem of your dress to his face to wipe the deep red from his chin. He playfully bites at the material, smiling when you roll your eyes.

“Put me down,” You snicker, unhooking your ankles. Satoru does just that, lowering you to the forest floor but keeping his hands on your waist.

“Can you walk?” He asks. And though you’re sure he’s serious, you roll your eyes again and swat him on the bicep.

“You’re good but not that good, Toru.”

Satoru’s tongue runs over his front teeth, scoffing. “You wound me.”

You shrug and step, faltering when your thighs shake under your weight.

Noticing your pause, Satoru’s expression turns smug. “Damn, guess I am that good,” He winks, scooping you into his arms.

You use your forefinger to collect a drop of blood from the underside of his jaw and stick it into your mouth. “The best.”

Satoru's eyes zero in on your finger between your lips, and he shakes his head, swearing under his breath.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, human.”

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deus-ex-mona · 2 months

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~just an attempted tl of meoto~

あなたの帰り待ちわびてしまう

私の心【あなた&お前】のものになってる

I’m waiting impatiently for you to return home

My heart completely belongs to “you”

あなたのことは何も知らない

Ah 嫁ぐだけ

これは定めよ

お家の為にこの身捨てるわ

I know absolutely nothing about you

Ah I’m being married off to you

This is just my destiny

I’ll give myself up for my family’s sake

お前のことに興味などない

同情もない

めおとになるが

愛しはしない

政略の契り

I’m not interested in you in the least

I have no feelings for you either

I’ll marry you

But I’ll never love you

Such will be our politically-motivated marriage

雪が溶ける度に

心も溶けてく

近くなっていく

当たり前の存在

Every time the snow melts

So do our hearts

As we grow closer

It becomes natural to be around each other

口にはしない愛の言葉も

束縛しない恋の形も

以心伝心

添い遂げ歩み出すめおと

あなたの帰り待ちわびてしまう

私の心あなたのものになってる

Our unspoken words of love

And our unrestrained expressions of love

With a telepathic understanding of each other

We’re husband and wife till death do us part

I’m waiting impatiently for you to return home

My heart completely belongs to you

寒くはないか？

風邪ひかぬよう

これを羽織りなさい

細くて白いその肩に触れ

守ると誓った

Are you freezing?

Don’t catch a cold, okay?

Here, put this haori on

As I touched your slim, pale shoulders

I vowed to protect you

不器用な優しさ

強がりな性格

落ち着くその声に

堕ちていった二人は...

That clumsy kindness of yours

And that brave front you put on

With your soothing voice

The two of us fell in love…

離れはしないこの先永遠(とわ)に

来世だろうと引き寄せ合って

落花流水

困難も支え合うめおと

お前の元へ急ぎ帰る

私の心お前のものになってる

We will never leave each other’s sides for all of eternity

We’ll be drawn to each other even in our next lives

With a reciprocated love for each other

We’re husband and wife through thick and thin

I’m rushing in my haste to return to you

My heart completely belongs to you

桜吹雪いた春

風鈴涼む夏

紅葉色づく秋

雪化粧寄り添う冬

Spring, with cherry blossom petals blowing in the wind

Summer, with the cooling tinkles of wind chimes

Autumn, with the changing colours of the leaves

Winter, with us cuddling close amidst the snow

口にはしない愛の言葉も

束縛しない恋の形も

以心伝心

添い遂げ歩み出すめおと

あなたの帰り待ちわびてしまう

私の心あなたのものになってる

Our unspoken words of love

And our unrestrained expressions of love

With a telepathic understanding of each other

We’re husband and wife till death do us part

I’m waiting impatiently for you to return home

My heart completely belongs to you

離れはしないこの先永遠(とわ)に

来世だろうと引き寄せ合って

落花流水

困難も支え合うめおと

お前の元へ急ぎ帰る

私の心お前のものになってる

We will never leave each other’s sides for all of eternity

We’ll be drawn to each other even in our next lives

With a reciprocated love for each other

We’re husband and wife through thick and thin

I’m rushing in my haste to return to you

My heart completely belongs to you

#honeyworks #lipxlip #aiyuu #also!!!!! please correct me where necessary!!!! thanks!!!!!!!!#AIYUU CANON MARRIED OK BYE GN GUYSSSSSSS #MEOTO CHANGED MY LIFE G O O D B Y E #LXL MEOTO CRISIS 2K24 #lxl tl things

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