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blueberrypancakesworld · 10 months

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Welcome to the Blood Drop ~ Part.1

Summary : A new brothel opens in Santa Carla and the four boys soon find not only a quick snack in front of it to have fun with. They also find that this snack is the leader of another coven of vampires. Can a human really lead a group of vampires or is there more to the brothel than meets the eye. Well, let's just say, after a little conversation, the boys are not the only ones who want a snack that night.

warning : implied smut (that comes in the next chapters), mention of death and killing, flirting, a kiss on the hand, no use of Y/n, reader is female

Lost Boys x femreader

masterlist

Part.2 (Paul), Part.3 (Dwayne), Part.4 (Marko), Part.5 (David)

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It was nighttime, but the town of Santa Carla was not asleep - on the contrary, it seemed livelier than ever. The nightly parties on the beach around a campfire with beer and sausages.

Or at the funfair on the big footbridge on the racing bike or the little roller coaster, just letting yourself go. Or even on the hills in the car, where you can do more than just kiss and make love to your loved one. The city was also full of life with clubs, bars and shops open to serve their customers.

Among them was the newest addition to the night scene, the Blood Drop Santa Carla's newest and only brothel with a strip club and its own dungeon in the basement ready to take in its members.

A business that was rumoured to have opened only one night before and seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. But who could say for sure, the previous night was just too dark, wasn't it?

The nocturnal sounds were only broken by the roaring engine of the hearse that was on its way to the city. Fingernails painted with black nail polish tapped lightly on the leather steering wheel. Tacked to the music coming from the radio, a small smile lay on her red lipsticked face.

The anticipation that went through her body and seemed to drive her heart made her more than just happy. At last the time has come she thought and drove even faster as she had finally achieved what she had always wanted for herself. Finally she had created a home for creatures like the one she was trying to protect.

What did it matter if there was a body in the storeroom, more or less? What did it matter that it was the second single husband without a family who had mysteriously died. What did it matter that her account was several hundred thousand full as long as she could pursue her dream. It would all have been a temporary pleasure anyway.

Looking in the rearview mirror, she saw the leather bag with the two objects inside that would soon adorn her desk. A simple creepy cover or something more? Whatever it was, she knew it wouldn't matter in the next few hours. She had other goals and plans that she was pursuing. Goals and plans she had finally realised in Santa Carla.

Before she looked back at the road, the headlights of her car illuminated it before she saw the big sign of Santa Carla that told her she had finally arrived. ,,Finally," she murmured as she turned into the streets and moments later was surrounded by the nightlife of Santa Carla.

The coloured lights, the music that seemed to drone from the beach into the city and the crowds of people - it was perfect. Before she turned into the dark street and her car came to a stop a few metres from the entrance to the bordel. Turning the key and bringing the car to a stop she reached into the back seat and took the bag with her before getting out.

Before the slamming of her door died away and was replaced by the clacking of her heels on the pavement. It was only a few metres to the establishment and yet she saw the potential customers already loitering in the area.

They all seemed to be waiting for the neon lights at the entrance to turn on so they could enter and give free rein to their lust. Not only paying customers but also paying dominatrixes who wanted to rent their private area.

"The Blood drop had everything for everyone...to die for was her thought with a smile before she came to a stop in front of the black entrance door. The rustling of her key sounded before she began to unlock the door but the feeling that someone or something had been watching her since she got out did not fade.

On the contrary, the longer she did not move and listened to the silence, it seemed to increase. Coming closer and closer, bringing the darkness and cold with it and creating a slight gust of wind. Before it turned unerringly to the left into the darker part of the street. I thought so, it flashed through her mind as she saw the four figures standing in the shadows, slowly emerging.

A small group of four men and yet they seemed to know exactly what they wanted. Her. In other places, everyone would probably have had a queasy feeling, alone at night, not safe, as a woman or a man, and a group of four guys coming towards them. But not her, she knew better.

She had long since learned the truth, protected them, killed them and helped them. She had no fear, only deep respect and fascination. But fear, no, not because she had to kill her loved one. It was pain she felt at the same time, but never fear. ,,A night just as pretty as you," she heard the blond with white trousers murmuring and the little blond giggling at her.

She briefly caught the gaze of the tall black-haired man who never took his eyes off her. He seemed to be watching her closely in case something might happen. Or what would happen in the next few moments. But the slightly arrogant look in the ice-blue eyes of the apparent leader was where she stopped.

She had found her observers just as they had found her. ,,Makes you hungry, don't it, boys?" the leader smirked and laughed with his friends. But for how long would they continue to laugh? ,,Yes, I'm a little hungry too...aren't you, my dears?" she asked and saw a short curiosity run through the group.

As if they were assessing what their prey meant before they giggled again. But the footsteps of the four continued to come towards her, more towards the beating of her calm heart that was still driven by anticipation. Only a few metres separated them and she knew that under other circumstances the four would have already buried their fangs into her body.

But it wasn't those other circumstances. ,,A little snack and then four sweet ones like this," another female voice suddenly said before ten people emerged from the shadow of the flickering lantern, seemingly out of nowhere. They stood behind the lady in charge and all had a little smirk and smile on their lips. Some more and some less.

The mood changed and despite the reactively cool night, it only seemed to take a spark for the two parties to clash. ,,This is our terretory," said the leader, his tone clearly tinged with disapproval, and she saw the flash of his pointed teeth.

His members didn't seem to think much of the other vampires either. But she did not resent the four of them. It would only be a matter of time before the two groups met. ,,My pretty bats know that, don't worry," she began and this time she dared to approach the vampires.

She knew she didn't have to be afraid, on the contrary she wanted to see how far she could go before they had enough. They could no longer control themselves and the instincts of hunger replaced those of the mind.

They defended their territory like wild animals. The clacking of her shoes began again as she continued to walk towards the four. She saw exactly how the leader's bright ice-blue eyes watched her and the cigarette landed demonstratively on the ground between his lips.

Crushing the drug with his boot as a warning of what was to come. But she ignored him, seeming to know it was the attention, the control he wanted. The control she had, however, not only in numbers but in other ways. She would come back to him, that much was certain, one way or another. But the brief pause of his gaze at her lips was quite noticeable.

A wild animal and yet still driven by hunger and lust. Pulling past him, she arrived at the tall, silent man. Like something out of a sex dream she thought and smiled as she slowly reached out her fingers. She saw exactly how he watched her but did not move.

He let her. Seemed to know exactly what she was up to and was perhaps a little fascinated by her. Before her fingers trailed over the cold leather of his jacket, looking at the cat of prey on it. Before she saw the rip-toothed earring and nudged it, causing the jewel to vibrate briefly.

But the small smirk on his lips was not lost on her as her fingers moved away from him and she let a demonstrative long look wander over his body. But she moved on and arrived at the one who made the first comment. The bigger the slut, the more in need of devotion she thought, glancing briefly at the fishnet top that showed his body.

Not as clear as the previous one, but it more than gave a hint of what he had to offer. Daring and yet playful she liked it. ,,Hey good-looking" he purred with a broad smile and suddenly took her hand in his to place a kiss on it. In return, she let her fingers glide through his soft, pretty hair for a moment before tugging on it lightly.

This brought a surprised expression to the older man's face, but the look of arrogance was gone. ,,Pretty boy," she murmured before she pulled away from him, leaving a vampire standing slightly beside himself.

But she would certainly come back to him, not least to teach the sweet one some manners. But there was a first time for everything. Before she arrived at the last member of the group, the small grinning one who either wanted to kill her with his gaze or undress her. She couldn't quite tell the difference. But he didn't bite at her or back away, he just seemed to grin at her.

Instead, she watched his jacket, which he must have made himself. She looked at the patches and pins and the self-painted thing. A creative mind she thought and slowly reached out for the jacket. She was only a few centimetres away from reaching the fabric when he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The grip was firm, almost painful, but their gazes did not leave each other. Where his madness met her fascination seemed to be the reach of creativity. ,,A pretty heartbeat" he said and she knew it must sound like music to him. How with every beat of her heart the organ pumped the blood through her body's circulation.

But when she wanted to release he didn't let go, on the contrary he pressed harder and harder. As if he finally wanted a real reaction from her. The more he pushed, the harder it became for her to keep the little smile on her lips. She had to endure a lot, but she could do without a broken hand, especially today.

She was about to signal to her bats when the leader said a simple ,,Marko, don't break her hand" and the person she was addressing continued to look at her. But for her taste of control, the blond took too long to finally let go. But his grin had only grown. Turning away from the little blonde, she finally approached the leader.

She saw satisfaction reflected in his eyes as he seemed to expect a thank you from her. She, on the other hand, only gave him an amused smirk before she said, ,,You have a nice group...but it lacks discipline and control" before she turned away from him and went back to her group.

They enjoyed the whole thing with obvious amusement before the mistress finally opened the door of the brothel and let her protégés in. ,,Come with me," she said to the four of them before she disappeared into the doorway and the four of them remained on the street for a moment. ,,They always come," she heard one of her bats say as he turned on the dim red lights in the main area. Before the pack moved to the areas where they were "working" at least until the food came. And the food always came quickly.

She heard the impressed whistle of the blonde and later behind her as she saw the four enter. The dark red velvet interior with black leather and dark lights seemed to suit the four of them. But this was only the main area with the strip area, the dungeon would be in the basement and the rooms in the back.

But a small tour could wait. ,,There's still time for a tour, I think we should discuss the matter in my office, don't you think?" she asked, but didn't wait for an answer. By then she had started moving again and had passed the strip area and disappeared behind a curtain.

Walking through a dark corridor, they finally arrived at the door of her office, which she entered. The bag still in her hand was finally placed on her desk. Sitting down on the leather chair and sighing slightly, the group entered her office seconds later. With a leader who seemed to be driven by irritation and anger and loss of control.

She saw the tall black-haired man leaning against the wall, his gaze sweeping the room. But she knew he would soon be on top of her again, always would be. The little one, who she now knew was called Marko, sat down on the small two-person couch. But he managed to take up so much space for himself that a second person wouldn't have fit.

At least he hadn't lost his grin, but she didn't know whether that was good or bad. Maybe it was both. The other blond with the white trousers looked around her office, smiling happily. As if it were his room, he touched everything, commented on it and seemed to enjoy it. A true lack of obedience she thought and sighed slightly as he took a mask from the wall and tried to scare Marko.

Before her eyes went back to the leader who was sitting opposite her on the chair that was also meant for that. Calmly lighting a cigarette, he seemed to enjoy making her wait. She pushed the ashtray towards him and turned to her bag instead. Taking out the two items, she placed them at the corners of her desk. ,,Nice set," Marko chuckled, making the other blonde laugh as well.

The two of them seemed to find the human skulls more than just funny. She didn't hold it against them, but she couldn't suppress a grin either. ,,Pretty, isn't it? That's my real project financiers Jared and William my ex-husbands tragic story" she stated and let her fingers glide over the skulls.

Cold and bony severed from the body that was rotting somewhere. No one would look for them not after what had happened. The two seemed to take this as a joke at first, but when she didn't change her expression, she saw them give each other a meaningful look.

She heard the leader blow his smoke in her direction before he pushed the cigarette almost too hard into the ashtray. ,,Let's make this quick, you get out of here with your pets because I was here first," he said directly and crossed his arms, his patience for the whole thing clearly waning. He's afraid of losing control she thought, setting the bag down on the floor unperturbed.

Before she came back up and saw that he had propped himself up on the table in front of her. He wanted to intimidate her and tried to chase her away. She said, ,,In short, no, you were here with your friends first, that's true, but I have more vampires, which means you would lose".

She saw the anger flashing in the lights and heard the protest of Marko who didn't seem to like it either. He rose from the couch and stood behind his leader. ,,We can try it out," Marko muttered and she swore that if he didn't jump over her desk in a few seconds to rip her throat out.

He would leave everything here in ashes. Definitely an aggression problem she thought and made an annoyed noise. As she began to realise that it might come down to an argument with toddlers. ,,Calm down, my little ones, my protégés do not encroach on your terretory. On the contrary, they will hunt and eat only here in the Blood Drop," she explained, pointing to a framed drawing that hung on the wall. Self-drawn with the help of her loyal friends and protégés.

Designed to get rid of bodies in several ways, camouflaged in the dark places of the city and discreet enough that the police and the press and the residents don't care. ,,Will that be enough?" the black-haired man asked in a calm but slightly worried tone, but he remained standing against the wall.

She knew she was worried, she was aware of the risk herself. There would always be times when there were not enough customers, but those were over.

Every night there would be enough to feed the ten. At least until the next night. ,,It will be, believe me, it's not called selling sex for nothing. The night has many needy customers and I have exactly what they want. Why do you think I chose the city because no one cares about the disappearance?" she defended herself, seeing the tall one nod briefly before she saw the leader seem to be thinking.

She knew she almost had him, almost had him agreeing. It would have advantages for both parties. ,,David, she's right" she heard the black-haired man murmur to David, whose name she finally knew. But the leader, still thinking, lit another cigarette and took a quiet drag before leaning back in the chair.

A sigh came from his lip before he replied, ,,All right...but I have one condition," he posed and she suppressed a roll of her eyes. It was indeed like arguing with a child who wouldn't take no for an answer. Whereas David just didn't seem to know any no. Signalling him to keep talking, she leaned forward slightly to get closer to him.

Taking in the smell of smoke and leather and the sea that always seemed to be all over Santa Carla. ,,I want you," he said with a grin when he saw the surprised look on her face before she recovered herself after a moment and laughed.

Her laughter seemed to infect the two blondes, who also giggled, but seemed to confuse David and the black-haired man. ,,All right then, as a condition, I want you all four as well," she set the condition and saw the mixed reactions, ranging from complete irritation to amusement.

But David, after regaining his grin, seemed to agree with a nod and leaned back in his chair again. But she saw exactly how the four of them seemed to slowly become more or less aware of what this meant.

Before the lost boys could take a step back, she rose and walked around the desk before opening the door and saying, ,,Who wants to go first?" and letting her gaze wander to the four who had suddenly become very still and quiet.

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