#dwayne tlb smut

[charlizekkelly]

hungry like the wolf

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

Pairing: Reader x Dwayne (The Lost Boys 1987)

Word Count: 2167

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

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

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

!18+ CONTENT - MINORS DNI!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hungry like the wolf.

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[dwaynedelight]

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Rip & Tear

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

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

Minors DNI

Summary: Dwayne has his first rut.

Word Count: 2,407

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Dwa- Dwayne. Are you okay?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

His lips curled into a smile kissing your lips

"See how easy that was" he whispered.

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

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

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

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

"Fuck~ yes I will!" he grunted

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

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

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

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

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

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

#the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #tlb fanfic #tlb imagine #tlb x reader #billy wirth #tlb smut #tlb 1987 #dwaynetlbimagine #dwaynetlbxreader #dwayne tlb smut

[spidercookie18]

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒆

The Lost Boys 1987 AU set in modern time. None of the boys died, and all the Emersons/Star/Laddie/Frog brothers are vampires. This is explained later…

Tags: Biting, smut, oral, mutual masturbation, creampies, choking, degradation, praise, slightly possessive partner, mentions of blood, general violence, use of y/n, afab, use of she/her. Warnings: This chapter is basically mostly porn, barely plot. MINORS DNI Summary: David returns from his rampage. The fleeting feeling of rage leaving an emptiness in him that only bonding can fix. Word Count: 7k ish Previous chapter here: Next chapter here:

“No one should suffer what I suffered. I still dread those scenes when man killed man. I lost my parents, most of my family, by running away.” — Milkha Singh

Chapter Six

David stumbled down into the cave, his spurs jangling as he walked. He groaned, his belly too full of blood and liquor. His boots scraped along the ground as he walked, too drunk to care to walk properly.

As he made his way into the cave, he saw Dwayne sat up in Paul’s beanbag chair, reading a book. He was keeping Paul company as he worked on his art project in the early hours; more waiting up for David than anything else.

The sound of bones clunking down to the ground echoed softly. Paul was determined to get the right look without duct tape ruining his vision. David looked over to the roost. Marko had already gone to bed; tuckered out from his excursion with the two of you earlier that night.

David stood halfway between the roost and Paul’s alcove; he swayed in his boots. The thought of hanging upside down made his stomach churn.

He walked over to where Dwayne and Paul were, and drunkenly pulled a beer can from the plastic six-pack rings. He burped and handed the few remaining cans to the brunette. Dwayne looked up at David, an uneasy feeling crossed his mind. He wanted to ask how he was doing, but the blood and sweat that ran slowly down his brother’s face warned against that. So, he took the cans from David, a half grin across his face, and set them down between himself and Paul.

From the corner of his eye, Paul quietly watched David.  He was dumb, but he wasn’t stupid, a snide remark to David right now would surely end in Paul finding out what his teeth tasted like. He just hummed quietly and pretended not to notice his ornery brother.

David popped the tab on the can, the hiss was louder than it should have been over the uneasy silence in the air. He swayed a little bit more before turning towards where you were, stumbling over the weight of his own feet as he clumsily pulled the curtain back. The liquid in his belly and the can sloshed around as he moved, the droplets of beer staining the ground and David’s glove as it flowed. He stood over you and watched as your chest rose and fell with your breath. He watched your silent, sleeping form for a moment, your stillness bringing a smile to his face.

David turned his pocket out and the shells he picked up tumbled to the ground by his boots. You heard the shuffling and clinking on the ground by the bed and stirred from your sleep.

“Mmm, David?” Your eyes sleepily fluttered open, just enough to make out who it was. You smiled up at him and your soft hand reached out to his own.

You let your eyes close shut and gently closed your fingers around his gloved hand, inviting him to stay with you in the bed.

He sat down on the mattress next to you and began to take off his boots. With the tip of his right boot, he pushed against the heel of his left, the boot came off with a thud.  He tried the same with his other foot, but his sock just slid down against the heel; he had to lean down to pull the other off, and he spilled the rest of the beer as he did so. David grumbled and let the can fall to the ground with a clank and a rattle as it rolled away.

Maybe I overdid it, he thought as he felt the burp in his throat come up with an acidic liquid. He swallowed hard and fought back the urge to throw up. Luckily, vampires didn’t stay drunk long, but he’d have to ride it out till then. David sat up and took a deep breath, he let his head fall back and his eyes close.

Why couldn’t anything just be easy for him?

Even in life everything was hard; and now, in eternal unlife, everything was more confusing.

He sighed and looked down at you. His dead heart ached watching his sleeping mate. He wanted nothing more than to be with you, for you to be with him, forever. He felt the ache in his bones, in his being; wherever his soul had gone, he was sure the ache was there too. You squeezed his hand in yours, and he smiled down at you. He brushed some hair from your face and leaned down to kiss your cheek.

You groaned, “David, you smell like blood,” crinkling your nose you pulled away from him.

He smiled against your skin, “yeah?”

You nodded groggily, “mhm…and beer,” you rubbed your eyes, “where did you go?” His appearance shocked you; he looked like he waged a war… against himself. You sat up next to him and pulled the blanket around your shoulders. “David?” the worry in your voice asked everything you couldn’t bring yourself to say.

“I’m fine sweet thing,” he slurred, “you should see the other guys,” he chuckled, trying to ease your nerves.

“Oh, David…” you licked your thumb and tried to wipe the blood off his cheeks.

“Sweetness, I’m FINE,” he jerked his head away from you. David grabbed your wrist and held your hand away from his face.

Your sweet smile faded. You pulled your arm from his grasp and pulled the blanket closed around you. He was going to open his mouth to say something, but you shut him up. You put your hand in his face to keep him from getting up to follow you, “STAY.”

David scoffed, “excuse you?”

“I said, STAY, David.”

He bit at the air, warning you that he was annoyed. David watched as you stood and walked over to where your bag was on the floor. The blanket clinging to your body as you moved. You pulled out a bottle of water and twisted the cap off. You picked your shirt off the ground and poured some water on the sleeve.

You walked back to him and placed your hand on his nape. “Don’t move,” you warned, and dabbed the wet cloth along his cheek. He nipped at your hand.

You stared at him, eyes narrowing. “Don’t make me gag you,” you scolded.

David raised his eyebrow at the thought, and you wiped down his neck, trying to clean as much blood off him as possible.

He tried to pull away from you, but you held him firmly by the back of his head, “you don’t have to baby me…” he grumbled.

You looked down at his hands and noticed the splatters of blood that came up from under his leather gloves. You slowly, and delicately pulled them off his hands, and turned the shirt over to start cleaning his knuckles with a fresh part of the cloth. You picked his hand up in both of yours, he hadn’t realized until then how small you actually were compared to him, and his hands. He smiled drunkenly at this.

You guessed at some point he took his gloves off to fight, but you weren’t sure why. You swiped the wet cloth gently against the back of his hands and knuckles and he hissed lightly. His knuckles were split, you were sure it was painful to the touch, but he needed to be cleaned. The cloth let out a squish as you squeezed it to get more of the water on his hands.

You could hear him growling now. “I’m not babying you,” you said gently as you wiped the dried blood off him. “I’m loving you…” you turned his hand over and wiped the dirt and blood from his palm. He stared at you in awe, he didn’t know what to make of you cleaning him off, but this certainly wasn’t the first thing that came to his mind.

David was used to licking his wounds for himself and his brothers, hell, sometimes they did it for him; but this felt different. It was much gentler, much more… human. There was something about the way you gingerly held his hands that made him feel odd; not weak, but incredibly strong.

He felt powerful watching you clean the blood off him, taking special care to make sure he was okay. You moved to his other hand and looked back up at him, his eyes watched you intently.

You smiled and went back to cleaning his knuckles, “you really did a number on someone, huh?” The backs of his hands were deep red, especially around his knuckles where they were cut up. The bones in his hand must have been broken earlier in the night, and the skin was already beginning to bruise green in some spots; one of the perks of being a vampire you thought, fast healing.

He chuckled, “it was just some assholes, no big deal.”

“Did ya have fun?”

“Mhm,” he hummed softly.

“That’s good, I’m glad you’re okay….” You smiled down at him, and he turned to hide his drunk blush. “I should take you on one of my hunts next time,” you giggled.

You tossed the bloodied shirt to the ground, and you turned David’s hand over, you kissed his palm, and he cupped your face in his hand. He could have sworn he felt his heart beating quick at that moment. He loved how sweet you looked, how kind you were, how happy you made him in that moment. You put your hand on his cheek and kissed his forehead, he winked up at you.

This new feeling felt like warm blood flowing through his veins, it excited him. He pulled your face to his and kissed you gently. You felt warm against his lips, and he felt cold against yours. You pulled slowly from the kiss and held him, his ear falling against your chest. David loved listening to your heartbeat. If his belly wasn’t so full of blood at this moment, he'd want to taste yours. He nuzzled his face against your breasts, you felt so soft, and good against his cheek.

David wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, “oh sweet thing,” he kissed up your skin, “I missed you.”

He heard the laugh come from your belly, “David, you were gone for only a few hours, it’s not even morning yet.”

“And I missed you every second,” he moved the blanket aside so he could kiss down your shoulder.

“Dork,” you laughed at him.

“M’ignoring that,” he nipped at your flesh, “I want you again,” he whispered. He licked along your exposed skin and let his teeth graze ever so lightly against you.

“Oh, David…” you whimpered.

He loved when you moaned for him, he loved more how good you made his name sound.

“I’m still sensitive from earlier,” you protested, only half-heartedly.

“Don’t worry sweet thing, I can fix that,” he drunkenly kissed further down your arm, then down your hand. His tongue lapping at the wet blood on your fingers and palm. It was an odd feeling, but it made the warmth pool in your belly.

A small moan came from your lips, “but Daavid, I’m so sooore,” you whined.

“I’ll be gentle my sweetness,” he turned your palm over and kissed it eagerly. His beautiful blue eyes looking woefully up at you.

You could smell the alcohol on his breath, and the iron from the blood on his coats. You weren’t entirely sure you could trust his word at this moment, when he said he would be able to control himself. Maybe you didn’t do your best to close yourself off to him as the sleep still crept through your bones, maybe you just had a look on your face that said what you meant, but he read it.

“Y/N,” David spoke softly, he placed his hand under your jaw and brought your gaze to his. “I promise I’ll be gentle… d’you trust me?”

His words made a blush come up through your chest and cheeks, it was like a fire under your skin. Your heart raced and the ache in your loins turned into lust as you stared at him.

Oh David…

David giggled, “you even make that sound good from your mind.” His grin was devious, his toothy smile made you nervous; and more importantly, it made you excited.

You nodded meekly and bit your lip; you were sure he could smell your want again. David kissed your open palm, “tell me what you want, my sweet thing.” Your eyebrows furrowed, the pathetic look on your face made David’s pants tight. “Well sweetheart?” David kissed your palm again, the blue in his eyes turning amber around his pupil.

“I…I want…” your eyes flickered from his gaze to his lips, your hands gripping his coat gently, “I want you to love me.”

David stared up at you. He stood, his expression softening, “Y/N, of course I love you…” He put his hand back on your cheek and pulled you to his face. He let his forehead come to yours, nose to nose, “you’re my mate,” he spoke softly against your lips, “you’re mine. I’ll always love you.” David kissed you, deeply. Holding you in his arms as you let your body relax and fall fully into the kiss.

“Even if you try to run away,” he joked.

“Shut up,” you snorted.

Vampires bonded through various ways, feeding on each other, fighting each other, and fucking each other. It wasn’t just a simple act as it was for humans, it was more complex, more intense, it bonded them more than emotionally or physically. It was a spiritual connection; it was deep and life giving. For vampires, it was a way to protect and nourish their kinships. So, when the boys pawed at their partners, it wasn’t purely out of lust, it was also a yearning for intimacy beyond human comprehension.

He laid you back down on the bed, and you let the blanket come off your shoulders. He slowly pulled it off of you and growled excitedly as your body was exposed to him. He bit his lip and began kissing down your stomach. He let his hands trail along your soft, warm body, savoring every inch of you.

“Ohh darlin’”, the southern drawl coming out lightly, he licked his tongue out at your naval, and let it drag as he trailed down towards your love.

David put his hands under your thighs, his thumbs on the inner part and pushed your legs open. He loved the way you blushed when he did that, you would probably never stop being embarrassed at the hungry look he gave you. He kept his eyes trained on your gaze as he kissed your thighs.

David relished the look on your face; the soft red blush in your parted lips, your lidded eyes, the way your brows scrunched up in anticipation, the pretty gasps that came from you as you panted. He left soft nibbles and licks as he made his way from one leg to the next.

His nails gripped into your skin as he pushed your legs further apart. You squeaked at the feeling.

David eased his grip; it was going to be hard not to ravage you the way he wanted, when he had just promised to behave. He kissed gently up towards your weeping cunt in an apologetic hum. His eyes locked onto yours and he gave a cute grin as he waggled his tongue out at you, hovering ever slightly above your mound.

That devious look on his face, he was cute when he wanted to be, and you clenched in anticipation for him. As you watched his tongue loll out it changed, it turned from a normal human tongue into a long, slender, forked one. It worried you, how foreign it looked. You gulped and he chuckled. He let his tongue graze against your slit, tasting your love. You whimpered at the gentle feeling, and he pushed his cool tongue deeper into your folds.

You felt his tongue flick inside of you, “fuck,” you breathed out.

He lapped up your love as it flowed, pressing his forked tongue against your walls. It twisted and wiggled inside you, much deeper than you would have expected it to go. He tasted your arousal on his tongue, and his eyes rolled back in drunken bliss. As he kept licking you, he tasted his come, it made him smile a bit…then he tasted Marko’s. That annoyed him. He thought his come had pushed out all of Marko’s, sadly, it had not. So, he decided to lap the rest of it out while he was prepping you for his cock. His tongue pressed hard into your walls, you could feel it writhing over your ridges as he coiled it in and out.

“David!” You wailed.

He snaked his hands under your thighs and grabbed your hips, keeping you in place. His eyes watching your hips buck up against his hold, and your hands grip at his hair. He kept the tip of his tongue wriggling inside you while he pulled slowly out, the back of his tongue sliding up towards your clit. He bobbed his head up and down gently to let the back of his tongue rub against your nub. David kept the bulk of it inside you, savoring you, your taste, and your moans.

You tried to keep your legs open, but the pleasure that he was giving you made it hard, your thighs started clamping around his head. “Ohh please don’t stop!” You begged him to give you what you wanted most. He hummed with his tongue inside of you, pleased at your desperate reactions.

David twisted his tongue inside you, he loved the way you tasted; his eyes rolled up in his skull as he lavished your warm wet cunt squeezing against his tongue. He pushed more of his wriggling muscle further into you, and lapped the tip against your cervix; the forked edges creating a pressure that was new to you. You squirmed against his hold, and he pushed the length of his tongue back against your gummy walls. He angled the thick part of his tongue upwards against your sweet spot. You bucked against his mouth, “fuck, David! I’m almost there!” He smiled against your cunt with his tongue inside you, he pulled the back of his tongue out again to fold it up against your clit. His tip pushed against your sweet spot and the rough back part of his wet tongue rubbed against your nub.

He moved the back of his tongue quickly against your clit. You felt the knot in your stomach snap, and you spasmed around him. You screamed and bucked your hips against his mouth, your hands gripping into his hair and your thighs squeezed around his head. “Daaaavid!” You moaned his name as you spasmed around him. He lapped up your come as you finished bucking against him. The moans and squeals that came from you sounded so loud in your ears, and you could barely hear anything else over it.

You felt your vision go dark; he knew just how to make you come undone for him. He relished in pushing you over the edge, he loved more how you squeezed around him, whether it was his cock, his fingers, or his tongue.

David let his tongue lap up the last bit of your love and slowly pulled out from your warmth, when he smiled up at you his tongue was ‘normal’ again. “Fuck,” you panted out and let your arms cover your flushed face. David started kissing atop your mound and his fingers rubbed your hips gently, you could feel him smiling into your skin. He let you stay laying on your back with your arms covering your face, you needed to catch your breath after all, and watching you like that stroked his ego something fierce.

Your chest rose and fell sharply; you tried to slow it to calm yourself, but something startled you before you could. You felt David grip your hips and pull you diagonally in the bed, he was hissing loudly now. When you looked up, he was crouched over your lower half, growling at something behind the curtain.

You looked over, Dwayne and Paul were watching the show, and you laughed, “how long have y’all been standing there?” The boys shifted their stance from one leg to the other, too nervous to look at you; they were eyeing David, who was still growling. His possessive stance over your body a clear indication he had no plans of sharing you this time.

Paul was the first to speak, “Can we-”

“No.” David said, in a low, firm tone.

“We just wanted to watch…” Dwayne spoke softly. Normally the boys had no problem challenging David for a piece, but he was serious this time.

“You can watch from over there,” David said as he licked at your thighs.

He didn’t mind an audience; he was used to the boys being around all the time, but he wanted you solely to himself this tonight. You stared at David, and he watched as the boys sit on the other side of the curtain. Paul took no time to spread his legs out and start rubbing himself through his jeans.

David turned back to you, his expression one of annoyance. You smiled down at him to reassure him that they wouldn’t be a bother and reached your arms out to him. Your fingers grasping at the air, calling him to you. He crawled over your body and his knee rested between your legs, one of his arms snaking behind your head to pull you into a kiss. You moaned into his mouth.

You could taste yourself on his lips, and you smiled. David moaned softly into the kiss. Your body was on fire, you had been ravaged earlier and were still covered in bruises and bites, but the licking David had just done on your lower half made the pain turn into pleasure. Whatever David did down there had taken all the ache away and made you grind your hips into his thigh.

“Oh darlin, you’re so needy for me,” David smiled into the kiss. You could feel his hand move from behind your head to grip your chin. He lapped at your tongue then slowly began to pepper kisses down your jaw and neck. His other hand came up to knead your breast, David pulled away from you and looked over your body. “Oh sweetness,” his thumb came to rub over one of the bite marks the curly haired blond made on your plush mounds. “Marko really did a number on ya didn’t he?” His cool thumb soothing the sting of the deep purple bruise.

“Mmhm,” you nodded softly, eyebrows scrunched up with a whine.

“Damn shame,” David clicked his tongue in his mouth, he started licking at the various bite marks across your chest, neck, and shoulders. His tongue felt wet, and slick as it moved across your skin. The dark marks starting to fade to light purple, then vanished before your eyes. David looked up at you, slowly pushing himself up on his arms, a satisfied look on his face,” there we go.”

You smiled up at David, his knee pushing slowly up to crotch. He could feel your wet arousal through his pant.

“David,” you whispered, sitting up on your elbows to look at him.

“Ah-ah,” David pushed you back down on the bed, “I’m not done with you.” His hand came up around your throat and gently pressed you into the mattress. “I’m not gonna let Marko outshine me,” a deep chuckle left his throat. You couldn’t see him very well from where you were being held on the bed, and you squirmed under his hold. You could hear the wet of his mouth as he opened it, still chuckling, his mouth came down to your side by your ribs and bit down.

You screamed, his bite was painful, but not enough to make you bleed.

He gently clamped down to make sure the mark was nice and deep, and after a second, he pulled away to admire his work. “Heh,” he smiled, and leaned back down to put another bite on your breast. His teeth came down around your areola, and you could feel him lick and suck your nipple as he bit.

You mewled and fidgeted against his hold. Your pulse thumping beautifully against his ungloved hand. “David!” You bucked wildly against his thigh, trying to get some release.

He half growled; half chuckled against your flesh as he twirled his tongue around your stiff peak. David unclamped from you and looked up, still lapping at your breast. “Y’all right darlin?” He relaxed his hold around your throat.

You nodded weakly and gasped for air.

“Need more,” you whined. His fingers and tongue felt wonderful, but you wanted his girth more than anything. Rutting your hips against his thigh was not enough, “please,” you begged.

David groaned; looking down at you in this pathetic state, eyes glossed over, whiney, panting, pawing at his arms, grinding against him. He loved how much you wanted him. How you mewled under his tough, begged for him, came undone for him, how pliable and fuckable you were, he loved that in his mates. “Sorry darlin, I can’t hear you, what was that?” He leaned down, hand to his ear, amused by his own antics.

You mewled, embarrassed that he was going to make you beg in front of the others. Your eyebrows scrunched up, and you half turned to look at the two vampires sitting on the floor, rubbing themselves through their jeans, when one of them rustled their belt buckle.  Your cheeks flushed a deep red and you gulped against David’s hold. You could feel him squeeze gently on your throat.

The vampire above you spoke, not looking at the others, he licked his lips, “you two can either leave, or you can shut up.” David hissed; that was the last time he’d let them interrupt you two without getting violent.

Dwayne looked over at Paul and scowled, he would be damned if he had to leave because Paul couldn’t get comfortable in silence. Dwayne nipped at the wild hair blond as he pushed his jeans further down, not making a noise. They exchanged looks, and Paul continued to undress while holding his belt buckle in one hand.

David squeezed your throat to drag your attention back to him, his thumb rubbing over one of your veins. He pressed his nose to the underside of your jaw and took a long deep inhale of your scent, “keep your attention on me, y/n.” His claws digging lightly into your neck, “I won’t say it again.” A gold ringlet flashed through the blue of his eyes, then was quickly gone.

“M’sorry David,” you could feel the tears prick the sides of your eyes. You started gasping against your lovers hold. Your hands instinctively shot up to paw around his wrist when his grip tightened again. You wanted to push him away, but with the last bit of strength, you kept yourself from doing so, worried at the punishment he would think up if you did. Your nails gripped lightly into his jacket, and he pressed his knee up into your cunt.

“I’m still waitin’, darlin’.” His tongue licked under your jaw.

“I… need…” You breathed out, you could feel your heartbeat quicken. “David…pleas-” the edges of your vision started to go fuzzy, and David eased his hold on you. You gasped against the vampire’s grip, “please David, I need you.”

He growled against your skin, and you could feel him smiling as he peppered kisses down your neck. His fingers danced across your hips, and he licked the pulsing vein on your throat. The cool wet muscle flexing across your skin.

His belly no longer cramped with blood and liquor, now he wanted to be full of you. His greedy hands scratching up your stomach and down your thighs. He eagerly undid his belt while he continued to bite marks into your neck and chest.

He fumbled with the leather as you mewled under him. You arched your back to let him bite further into your skin, loving the way the marks looked on you. Like badges of love, you wore with pride as he claimed you. David finally managed to get his belt off, and his pants down, and he quickly held himself around the base to stroke himself on your slit. He thumbed over his tip and angled himself to rub through your lips.

David gently thrusted up through your slick folds, the underside of his tip kissing your clit as he rubbed past it. You could hear the wet sucking noises as he slowly dragged himself along your cunt. “F-fuck,” you bit your lip to keep from moaning and gently rutted your hips against his length.

He chuckled at your reaction, how easily you melted for him. How adorable you looked trying to get some release from his freed cock. “You like that y/n?”

You nodded, panting so hard you could almost see your breath in the cool night air.

“You want more?” David asked, teasing himself through your folds and over your clit again.

“Yes,” you whimpered, and David eagerly slipped into your warmth. Your breath hickuped in your throat as he pressed into your heat.

His length stretched you so good. Your mind went hazy as he slowly inched himself through your warm, gummy walls. It probably didn’t matter how many times he took you, you thought, it would always be a feat to take him.

David groaned atop you, his fingers gripping around your waist as he gently thrusted himself further into you.

“Ohh, wow,” you gasped out, eyes rolling back.  

David chuckled. “You ok?” He asked, looking over you, calm enough now to have his bearings.

“Mmhm,” you nodded, your breathless moans echoing in the ears of the other boys that sat nearby.

To say they were envious would be a gross understatement. Damn him, they thought. He was being too covetous of his new mate, but in the back of their minds they still knew better than to try something. So, they sat in their jealousy on the floor and rubbed their painful erections. Their own hands not being enough to satisfy the lust that filled them from your mere mewling.

Your attention was bought back fully to David as he finished pushing himself into you. He stilled as his hips fell flush against yours. Both your eyes rolled back at the feeling. David bent over you, forearms on either side of your head, and he kissed you.

You could still taste the come on his lips and could smell the iron and ash on his coats, but you could only feel how full you were of your vampire lover. Your walls ached at the stretch, but it still felt divine.

“You ready?” David asked, kissing under your jaw.

“M’ready,” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

David started a gentle pace, his cock slowly dragging out of you. You could feel each vein as he pulled his hips back, and they felt even more electric rubbing against your ridges as he pressed back into you.

The moans that left your lips were sinful; David was infatuated with the noises you made, and knew the others were growing bitter watching the two of you. You noticed this too and tried to turn your head to look at them, but David pushed your jaw with his thumb to keep your view on him.

“Ah-ah,” he tutted, and gave a particularly hard thrust. The smack of his hips against your skin was loud, and the feeling made you yelp.

David had that devious grin on his face again. He licked his lips and picked up his pace. A steady stream of moans and gasps fell from your lips; you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist.

He was switching between making faces of euphoric bliss, and sneers, as he wanted to fuck you harder. He eagerly rutted his hips against yours. The PLAT, PLAT, PLAT that came from his skin hitting yours sounded like sweet-talk to the other vampires.

Paul had quietly pulled his belt out of his pant loops and discarded his jacket. He moved to his knees to stand up and join you both, but Dwayne put his hand out to stop him. He knew his companion didn’t have the will power he had, and he knew if the blond tried to interject it would not go well for anyone.

So, he stopped him. Dwayne silently shook his head ‘no’ to remind Paul that was a profoundly stupid idea. Paul angrily went back to his seat on the cave floor and gave a pouty look to the brunet.

‘I know,’ Dwayne silently mouthed to him, unwilling to talk through their bond, unsure if David would be able to pick it up in the ‘state’, he was in. Dwayne patted his lap, and Paul eagerly scooched over to the other vampire. You heard the rustling of Paul’s clothes as he crawled over Dwayne.

With David’s eves shut in pleasure, you looked over at the boys. Paul was sat atop Dwayne’s lap; you could see their heads bobbing as they kissed. As you watched them, Paul stood, his hips up in Dwayne’s face, and you could see the brunet pumping into his fist. He was helping himself, and Paul. You scrunched your eyebrows up in ecstasy, the sight before you was obscene, and the sucking noises you could hear coming from them made you buck your hips up to David’s.

Your lover moved one of his hands to grip your hip, he pulled you up to him as his thrusts slammed down against your flesh. “Oh fuck!” You sucked in air through your teeth, you were close, and David could feel it.

“Come on y/n,” David dug his nails into the skin on the side of your ass, pushing deep into you. His chest pressing on your ribs, his breath becoming hot on your neck, his groans sweet and surly in your ears. With force he pistoned into you. You could feel your walls clamping down around your mate’s length, the knot in your stomach tightening again. “Come for me,” he gave a quick bite to your neck, and you spasmed around him.

“Ahh, oh, fuck,” your legs clenched around his waist as you pulled him to you; he kept thrusting. David lapped at the bruise he made on your neck, his eyes looking up at the expression you made. He cupped your face in his hand and pulled you into a kiss.

“You look so pretty like that,” he whispered against your lips.

David gently pushed his fingers into your mouth, pressing them down on your tongue as he continued to fuck into you. Your warm wet cunt squeezing around his length, sucking him in, enticing him to keep going. His tip dragging against your sweet spot, making you bite his fingers gently. He chuckled lightly at your teeth in his skin, “easy there, sweetness.”

You eased your bite on him, and he pulled his fingers from you. Watching you bite your lip gave him an idea in that sick little mind of his. He brought his hand back to your face and pressed the web of his hand into your mouth. He wanted you to bite down on him, trying to get you to break the skin and drink his blood.

David fucked you, long, and deep. His thick cock splitting through your heat. “Mmrhph,” you moaned into his hand.

Feeling your soft squishy pussy clamping down on his cock made him thrust harder, “come on darlin’, bite it.” He was coaxing you into biting harder on his flesh. His cock pounding against your cervix, the PLAT, PLAT, PLAT’s throbbing against your ears.

Harder, David's mind screamed.

“Bite it darlin, you’re almost there.” He wanted his blood inside you, he wanted you to fully belong to him, he was done with you being tied to another. David pistoned into you, trying to get you to do what he wanted.

Harder, harder. David angled his hips up, “just a little more, sweet thing.”

He pressed his hand further into your mouth, he could feel your teeth sink into his skin, it was almost painful now. You whipped your head side to side, trying to get him out of your mouth. Before you could bite down hard enough to puncture the skin, you pulled away. His hand still partially in your mouth, “Dawid, you pwomised,” you breathed out, big doe eyes staring up at him.

David grunted, angry that you knew what he was trying to do. He eased his pace, gently rocking you now.

“David…I’m sor-” you didn’t want him upset with you, it made your heart ache.

He sighed, “it’s okay sweet thing,” he pressed a kiss to your temple. Pressuring you to do something you didn’t want to do was not the way to keep you. He gave you his word, and in his heart of hearts, he knew it was wrong. If he learned anything these past few days, it was that gaining your trust through kindness was the way to keep your heart.

He intertwined his fingers with yours, and he pressed his forehead against your own, “it’s okay baby.” He kissed you, his nose pressed against your own. The pleasure of him was too intense; you felt tears prickle the side of your eyes and flow down to your ears.

“David…” you whimpered, your other hand coming up to grip his hair. You leaned up to kiss him back, his facial hair scratching you lightly. You chuckled and scrunched your nose up at the feeling.

David stared down at you, his heart ached badly. The fact that he couldn’t turn you was killing him. He pressed his lips against yours, kissing you deeply. Worried that if he stopped touching you, you’d disappear. His free hand pushed yours off his head and down to the bed. He laced his fingers through yours and his weight shifted to your abdomen. The pressure of his forearms on yours was heavy, he gripped your hands tighter, and his thrusts turned long and slow.

“You’re mine,” he grunted against your ear, his cock pressing through your walls. “You’re mine, you got that?” His hips slapping eagerly against yours.

“I know,” you mewled, face scrunched up in pleasure.

“NO!” David looked down at you, his demeanor serious. “You’re mine, forever.” He stared down at you, studying your expression, “d’you understand that?”

You looked up at him, “I…” you hesitated. You knew from that night up on the hill he wouldn’t let you go, he’d never let you go, and you understood that fully. “I know,” you whispered simply, smiling up at him.  You squeezed his hands in yours.

He pressed his face into the crook of your neck, gripping your hands with all his might. David pistoned his hips against you. You wrapped your legs tighter around his waist, and his thrusts became quick and sloppy. “M’gonn- fuck,” you whimpered against his ear, the pressure in your stomach growing. Your eyebrows scrunched up in ecstasy. David chuckled against your ear, not slowing down, “come with me.”

“David!” Your legs twitched, still wrapped around his waist, you could feel the knot in your stomach snap. Your high-pitched whines filling David’s ears as you came around his cock.

With a grunt, David pressed himself as deep as he could manage, and pumped you full of his come. His cock pushing your cervix further into your stomach as his hips stilled against you. You winced at the pain and gripped his hands tighter. You could feel his throbbing inside you while his cock continued to spurt and paint your insides white.

You squirmed under him, but the weight of his body kept you still. Your breath hiccupping in your throat as you tried not to think about the discomfort of him pressed so deep.

David looked down at you when you started to whine, “oh, fuck, sorry.” He pulled himself out a bit, and you felt the pressure start to ease. You breathlessly chuckled and hid your face in his chest.

“You okay?” He asked, worried he’d hurt you.

“M’okay,” you breathed deeply, and smiled up at him.

David tried to finish pulling himself from you, but you kept your legs wrapped around him. “Wait, I just wanna stay like this for a bit,” you smiled a soft smile at him.

He smiled back, his dead heart warming at the sight of you, “Y/n…” he whispered. “I…”

David’s confession was interrupted by the two vampires off to the side, finishing their excursion, loudly. You could hear Paul moan as his hips stuttered against Dwayne’s face, the brunet’s fist pumping his cock fiercely. They both moaned for each other, forgetting that they weren’t the only couple in the room.

David looked over at them angrily, his face scrunching up at them, and you could hear a low growl from his stomach.

You giggled, “stop it David,” from where he was connected to you, you could feel the vibrations. You pushed your hands to his chest a little and eased your hold on his waist.

“What’d I do?” David asked, sad that you’d released him from your embrace.

“I can feel you…” you waggled your finger at his abdomen, where the growl was coming from. “I can feel it in my…” you giggled.

“Oh, is that all?” David said cockily, nuzzling into your neck and beginning to growl again.

“David!” you shrieked, pushing your hands to his hips. “Get out of me,” you chuckled, rolling your eyes at him.

He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to your lips before he pulled from you. Immediately, you could feel his love seeping out of you. He always made a mess of you, and you could imagine the bruises he left along your body. The ones you could see were bright red, his teeth marks deep in your flesh.

David was sat up now, with his legs over the side of the bed. He was putting himself back in his jeans. He leaned back to button them, and you could hear the zipper as he pulled it shut.

You watched your lover walked over to where the other two were, still panting and licking each other.

"Hey, Paul," David called to his brother. Paul turned to look at the other blond, and David raised a hand and smacked him in the back of the head.

“Ow! What the fu-!” Paul began.

“Don’t touch her without her permission again,” David pointed his finger in Paul’s face.

Paul rubbed the back of his head, irritated, “fuck, damn, okay! Fuck.”

Dwayne eyed David silently from the floor, his hands still on Paul’s hips as David turned to walk back to you.

You were sat up in the bed, holding the sheet in one hand above your chest, “you okay?” You asked David, who’d walked through the curtains.

“Mhm,” he hummed softly and got back in the bed with you. He sat next to you on the bed, criss cross. He had a cute, ‘innocent’ look on his face as he swayed gently side to side.

“What, David?” You asked, suspicious, he was only had that look on his face when he wanted something.

He cocked an eyebrow at you, his innocent look turning into something new, as he bit his lip.

“Uh-oh,” you chuckled, and David threw his arms around you and pushed you to the bed.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #tlb 1987 #tlb david #david the lost boys #tlb dwayne #dwayne the lost boys #tlb paul #paul the lost boys #david x reader #david tlb x reader #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys x y/n #the lost boys x you #david smut #dwayne smut #paul smut #david tlb smut #dwayne tlb smut #paul tlb smut #smut #nsft #TLB YCRYCH

[sleeepy-sim]

Never finished it, smut

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

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

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

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

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

#dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #marko tlb #marko the lost boys #paul lost boys #paul the lost boys #paul tlb #smut #vampire #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys x reader #lost boys #lost boys x reader #vampire imagine

[saltylandland]

Random NSFW Lost Boys Headcanons bc y not

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

David’s a pleasure dom.

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

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

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

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

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

Sex with Paul while you’re both 🍃

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

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

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

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

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

#the lost boys #tlb dwayne #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #tlb fanfic #tlb paul #david tlb #tlb marko #yandere the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #marko tlb #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys smut #the lost boys headcanons

[britany1997]

OH HOLD UP REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN?!

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

Hot Vampires In Your Area

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

Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His treatment made butterflies bloom in your stomach.

“Turn around for me?” He asked.

“Ok,” you whimpered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Taglist❤️ (comment to be added):

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

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[queenofthedamnedlostboys]

I have made my mind up...

Time to write the sluttiest most heartbreaking fic about this man 🥵

#david tlb #kiefer sutherland #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #vampire #smut #fanfiction #fanfic #marko tlb #paul tlb #dwayne tlb #michael tlb

[skxllz]

category ❚ blurb

warnings ❚ nsfw, smut. p in v. fem! reader, fem! nicknames. degrading.

summary ❚ unnecessary.

date posted ❚ 6. 22. 23.

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big, bulging arms wrapped around your middle, holding your arms down in the process to keep you from budging. seated in his lap, his elbows indented in the fat of your thighs, while his hips rapidly pounded upwards into you.

your ‘ ah, ah, ah! ’ s filled the room, as well as the clapping of his heavy sack against your skin. tightened balls, so big, that each time they smacked against your conjoined sex’ you couldn't help but feel a swelling in your lower tummy.

“ there you go.. ” he mumbled, voice so low and velvety in your ear. his chin resting on your shoulder, lips pressing harsh kisses to the side of your neck. “ takin’ all o’me like a good little slut. that's what you are, aren't you? ” a rough, throaty chuckle left him. his glowing amber eyes rolling upwards to stare at your fucked out expression. “ a little fucking whore. so hungry for my dick, huh? ”

you didn't seem to hear him over the constant lewd noises your bodies produced, along with your loud moaning and rapidly beating heart. that left dwayne agitated, causing him to buck his hips upwards one last time, harshly, before stilling.

“ answer me. ” he growled, one hand fisted into your tresses with an iron grip. mouth already fell open, plush lips sticky with thick saliva, you whined out in painful pleasure.

“ ‘idn't hear you, daddy. ” you mumbled, tears surfacing from the throbbing itch at your scalp. your nose slightly scrunched up. you still couldn't move due to his, now singular, arm holding down your own. the only movement available was scratching at his forearm.

“ you didn't hear me? ” his eyes narrowed, while a sinister grin stretched across his lips. “ I said, ” dwayne leaned towards your ear, only to nip at the lobe harshly. you yelped, fearing blood split. “ you're just a little fucking whore hungry for my dick, huh? ”

this time, lips trembling and a incoherent babble stuck in your throat, you nodded. eyes screwing shut, wet lashes pressed to the underside of your waterline, only for more tears to fall freely. “ y-yes. you're little whore. all yours.. ” your voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard every word.

“ that's right... ” his hips slowly started moving again, cock moving out from between your puffy pussy lips. “ all mine, baby. ”

#dwayne tlb #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne lost boys #dwayne x reader #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys smut

[luv4fandoms]

The Rut (Dwayne x Fem!Reader)

It is finally here! I was actually planning on writing Dwayne's chapter last but so many people wanted his chapter that I couldn't see putting it off lol, As I said before every boy will be getting his own part. (Also since I've been asked, this isn't really a poly relationship series, this is a "only (insert boy) likes reader" kinda thing).

So this series was inspired by @auntvamp 's headcannons about the boys in rut, and when I say that I couldn't help but write this after reading those lol. I'd highly suggest reading that first. I'd also like to thank her from the bottom of my heart for the help, I really wasn't sure how to write Dwayne, like all everyone says is that he is the strong silent type, but I was unsure of how he would be with a mate and she took time out of her day to message me and give me ideas for this chapter 😭 Thank you again for that!❤️

Lastly I'd like to thank @santacarlatourism for their headcanons of each boy's scent on my post

Paul, Marko, David

Word count: 4,097

Pairing: Dwayne x Female Reader

Warnings: THIS STORY IS PURE SMUT!! THAT IS ALL IT IS!! MINORS DNI!!

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

Ko-Fi

"Just don't invite him in"

That's what David had told you when he informed you to stay away from the cave for the next couple of days. You were confused when David had met you at the entrance the night before, you were fully prepared to spend the night at the boardwalk with the boys and your favorite vampire, but David had quickly shot down those plans.

"Wait…A rut? Like how animals have ru-"

"Yes just like that" he told you as he walked you back to your car.

"You see when we go into these we are very dangerous to you, if you were a vampire you would be ok but since you're a human you're far more…"

"Fragile" you finished, the boys had all told you that before, taking it upon themselves to protect you all the time because you were "like a China doll" in Dwayne's words.

"So you understand why it's best if you just stay away for a couple of days" he explained, to which you could only simply nod as you climbed in your car. Your thoughts suddenly taking a turn as you thought of him…they were all extremely attractive…him especially…and you were sure him taking a partner for a quick time was something he had done before…would that happen again? After all, if he was gonna kill them anyways why not? It didn't matter if they were fragile right? But why did that thought make you wanna cry even more in this situation?

"It's not like that" David's voice broke you out of your thoughts and you were unsure if he had read your thoughts or could just read your emotions.

"Go home y/n, don't overthink, you can come back soon" he told you as he shut your car door, watching as you started the car and rolled down the window when he knocked

"And one more thing" he told you while leaning in.

"Just don't invite him in"

So here you were, sitting in your room, listening to music and drawing, wishing you could just go hang out with the boys, you hadn't really realized just how much of a staple in your life they had become until now. Night's seemed boring without them…without him. Sighing you sat your sketchbook down on your nightstand after you realized that in your zoned out state you had successfully sketched what was probably the twentieth picture of him that resided in the book. Stretching, you got up and changed the music, putting on your newest Jimi Hendrix album, you hadn't really listened to him much until Dwayne got you into him, he would always take you aside and let you just relax in his room when the boys got too rowdy, putting a record on and just letting you both drift off into the music. You felt your body sway as All along the watchtower came on, a favorite for both of you, but your body came to a halt when you heard knocking on your window, slowly turning, your breath and heart picking up as David's words rang in your head again.

"Just don't invite him in"

You knew it would be stupid to pretend to not be here, the music was loud enough to alert anyone, and he could, no doubt, smell you.

"You gonna open up Princess?" He asked, his voice calm but you could hear the darker tone and slight gravel, telling you that he was currently vamped out.

"Um…I'm not exactly supposed to" you told him after a moment, listening as a low growl filled the silence.

"I'm guessing David talked to you?"

"Yeah…He said he would be best if I just-"

"Nevermind what he said" he interrupted you, something you weren't used to from him.

"I can explain it all but you gotta let me in Princess" he spoke again after a moment. You knew you shouldn't, you knew you should listen to David and just tell him to leave, but you also knew that out of all of them you always felt the safest with Dwayne, and you believed that even in this state, he wouldn't put you in danger. You slowly made your way over to the window, pulling back the black out curtains and peering out onto the little balcony that was attached. Golden eyes met (e/c) and you quickly took note of him being completely bare on top, usually his jacket gave him some modesty, but tonight it was gone, something that was very unusual.

"Princess" he spoke in a sort of low sigh, like he was beyond relieved just to see you. You opened the window, leaning out to talk to him.

"Dwayne are you sure this is-" but you were quickly cut off by the feeling of his soft lips on yours, the kiss wasn't rough, but firm, like he couldn't release you even if he wanted to and honestly, you didn't want him to. His hands cupped your face, tongue slowly gliding along your lips before he parted them, fangs grazing the soft skin as he consumed your every sense. Your hands gripped his arms, trying to ground yourself but only losing yourself more, you knew Dwayne was fit but you had never gotten a good look, or feel, because of his jacket, but now his warmer than normal flesh under your palms had your mind reeling..As did the smells that seemed to make your head fuzzy, the scent of leather and motor oil that always clung to him, as well as the smell of the ocean air, and the natural musk that you could only describe as him, but now they seemed to be cranked up to a hundred, clouding your thoughts and filling them with him and only him. As if sensing that air was getting limited, you felt him pull away, your own lips chasing his, before you felt him rest his forehead against yours.

"Let me in Princess" he told you, voice deeper but still soft, though you noted the restraint in his tone.

"Dwayne I-"

"I'll explain everything" he told you and you took a moment to get your brain in order, though you found it incredibly difficult.

"Ok"

"I can come inside?" He asked, and you could feel the smile against your lips.

"You can come inside" you repeated, unknowing just how your words affected him.

"I'll remember that" he whispered against your lips, before you were suddenly in your room again, your feet no longer touching the ground as he carried you to your bed, laying you down on the mattress before quickly climbing over you. Your lips reconnected instantly and your hands began exploring his newly exposed skin. You felt his hand leave your face, running down your sides before coming up under your shirt, his other hand quickly joining it as he began lifting the material, only breaking the kiss to quickly remove the offending article before reconnecting his lips to yours. His hands quickly cupped your breasts, claws dragging over your soft skin while he listened to your heart rate pick up, the smell of your arousal becoming stronger and this time it was his head that was becoming fuzzy. His lips left yours, trailing down your neck to mark it, he would make sure that everyone on the boardwalk knew you were his, his human, his girl…His mate. The thought had him slowly grinding down, hips digging into yours as you felt him rubbing against where you needed him. The friction caused a gasp and moan to leave your lips, which you guessed turned him on more because he began to press down harder. You whimpered as his mouth latched onto your nipple, a sound that had him growling. Your hand tangling in his dark locks before gripping slightly, pulling gently, and causing him to reattach his lips to yours, his hands shooting down to quickly take off your bottoms.

"Dwayne" you whimpered, feeling him take off his own pants, full skin on skin contact making you both sigh. You felt his hand slide down your side, fingers ghosting along your thigh before moving up to press against you, you couldn't stop the moan even if you tried, the sudden contact on your heat had you squirming under him, a fact that had him smiling in the kiss. He gently ran his finger along your core, gathering the wetness before rubbing tight slow circles on your clit, making sure to be careful of his claws.

"Fuck" you panted, hips moving up to seek out more pleasure, and you heard him chuckle against your mouth.

"You like that?" He asked, other hand brushing your hair away from your face so he could look down at you, your flushed cheeks, your blown pupils, your chest rising and falling with your quickened breath and rapid heartbeat, you were like a goddess laid out before him, and the only thought that kept running through his head was simply.

'mine'

"Tell me what you want" he breathed against your neck before he returned to marking you, his hand never stopping its movement as you became wetter against his fingers.

"Shit…Dwayne" you whimpered, hands gripping his arms, nails slightly digging in as you rocked your hips in time with his fingers.

"You like this? Like me taking my time with you? Like me making sure you're soaking?" He asked, and honestly you swore you could have cum right there. You had never even thought of him being into dirty talk with as little as he spoke, but having that deep voice whisper such things right against your skin, you couldn't stop the moan even if you tried.

"Fuck…more…please" you begged, watching as he sat back on his knees, smiling down at you, all the while his hand never stopped.

"More? What do you want baby?" He asked, his other hand running along your stomach before coming up to cup your breast, lightly playing with your nipple, just enough to give you slight twinges of pleasure.

"You" you begged, hand grabbing his as you brought it up to your face, gently bringing his thumb into your mouth.

"You gonna take me?" He asked, his hand picking up speed and pressure, watching as your eyes rolled back, your whimper muffled by his finger.

"Gonna take everything I give you?" He added, his own mind starting to picture everything, and he could feel himself starting to lose control again.

"You're gonna know you're mine by the end of the night" he smiled, and watched as your legs locked up, trembling before a louder muffled moan tumbled from you, his hand becoming even wetter as he watched the pure ecstasy wash over you. He worked you through it, only stopping once you removed his finger from your mouth to whimper a please.

"Think you can give me another one Princess?" He asked, body hovering over yours as he kissed your chest, listening to your heart slow down a bit.

"Yes" you panted, hands coming up to cup his face and pull him in for a kiss, you felt his hands grab your thighs as he parted your lips with his, dominating the kiss while he slotted himself between your legs, wrapping them around his waist and slowly grinding into your heat, a feeling that had the both of you moaning.

"You want it?" He asked, looking down at you, golden gaze almost glowing as he watched you.

"Yes" you begged, hips lifting to meet his.

"Tell me" he moaned.

"Fuck I want all of you, please"

"All of me?"

"Yes"

"You'll take everything I give you?"

"Fuck yes!"

"You'll take every drop?" He asked, eyes never leaving yours, but you noted the yearning look in his gaze as he watched you, waiting for your answer.

"Every drop" you panted, listening as a low growl left him, and watching as he slowly dragged his length through your folds, coating himself. You hadn't given much thought to size, but now, looking down and watching him, you were starting to wonder if he would even fit. And as if reading your mind you heard him chuckle.

"I'll go slow" he told you, leaning back over you to capture your lips once more before warning you.

"I'm not sure if I'll be able to stop once I start though" you could only nod, the thought of Dwayne, cool, calm, and collected Dwayne completely losing control during sex made you wetter than you'd care to admit…Though he seemed to have known.

"You like that idea?" He chuckled, taking a deep breath before another low growl rumbled against your chest.

"You smell so fucking good when you get horny" he spoke against your skin.

"W-wait you can-"

"Everytime, everytime you came into the cave after reading one of your little private books," he started, and you felt the smile against your skin.

"Or when I pulled you away from Paul and sat you on my lap" he added, and you knew exactly what he was talking about. You and Paul had been jamming out, dancing like idiots to whatever rock song Paul had put on, you had started feeling a bit tired, and were just about to go sit down when suddenly Dwayne had pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your middle and pulling you back against him. You had been so flustered and turned on by his strength and had hoped the guys would just read your flushed cheeks and rapid heartbeat as just from dancing…it seems you had been wrong.

"Last chance" he spoke again, pulling you out of your memory, your eyes meeting once more.

"Say no now and I'll leave" but that was the last thing you wanted, you wanted him, all of him, and whatever he would give you. So instead you tangled your hands in his hair and pulled him to you, lips crashing against his and that was the only sign he needed. His hand quickly lined himself up and without a second thought he was slowly sinking into you, groaning as your heat swallowed him. The pace he set was slow but firm, shallow thrusts, like he didn't want to leave your body for too long, and also to make sure he didn't hurt you, he knew he was a lot to handle, he would have to build up to that. Each thrust pulled a moan from you though, a sound he found himself drowning in.

"You like this?" He asked with a smirk as he watched you, your head thrown back and eyes closed, legs tight around his waist.

"Come on Princess, I know you can be louder than that" he groaned, watching as you reached down to grip his arm, your other hand going against the headboard to stop yourself from moving up the bed. He could feel himself getting lost in everything, the sound of your pounding heartbeat, a sound that had his inner beast clawing to get out, the feeling of your skin against his, your breasts pressed against his chest as he put more of his weight against you. The feeling of your heat pulling him in, surrounding him as you only continued to become wetter, which created a whole new sound that had him moaning against your neck. Your bed squeaking with every firm thrust and your moans now a constant, along with whimpers of his name. Your smell was making his head even fuzzier at this point, your natural scent cranked up as sweat began to coat your body from the heat.

"Gonna...Fuck...Gonna fill you up" you heard him groan, feeling him begin to push deeper with every thrust, your body welcoming him, especially when he started hitting that spot inside you.

"Gonna give you…Shit...every last drop" he panted against your skin, growling at the moan you released at the idea, he could smell it, how your body was waiting for what only he could give it.

"You want it?" He asked, listening as your moans pitched in tone, your heartbeat picking up even more, he knew you were getting close.

"Please" you begged, you knew you must have looked and sounded almost pathetic, but at that moment you didn't care, you didn't even know what he was asking, you just wanted anything and everything that he was willing to give you.

"Say you want it…Fuck…Say you'll take it" he groaned, fangs grazing your neck as he thrust forward, completely bottoming out, pulling another moan from the both of you.

"Shit…Say you'll be a good mate and take my child" he growled, and the realization of what he had been asking for hit you, a thought that probably should have made you take a moment, but instead had you locking your legs tighter around him, Fuck you really wanted to give him a child if you could, you had seen him with Laddie, you knew he would be a really good fucking dad. He lifted up, just enough to look you in the eyes, his gaze still a blazing gold but you could see the almost pleading behind the pure primal instinct. Without a second thought you buried your hand in his hair, pulling it as you brought his lips to yours for the third time that night, in a passionate kiss, only stopping to breathe against his lips.

"Put a baby in me"

You feared for a moment that it sounded too funny, your wording, or that he had changed his mind as you felt him slow down, the two of you just staring at one another.

"Say it again" he spoke slowly, sitting back on his knees to look down at you with a look you hadn't seen before, a look of a predator getting its prey exactly where it wanted it.

"Put a..baby in me?" You asked, your tone more a question as you watched a smile slowly spread across his face.

"Yeah?" He asked

"Yeah" you smiled, too distracted with his gaze to realize he was beginning to move again until he thrust forward, dragging another moan from your throat as your head tilted up, eyes rolling back. He didn't let your body move far though, hands holding your hips in a bruising grip, claws slightly breaking the skin and sending tiny shocks of pleasure through your system. His thrusts became quick but firm once more, though in the beginning they were shallow, not wanting to hurt you by having you take too much, now they were deep, his length never leaving your heat for too long as he worked you both towards your highs. The sound of skin on skin echoed in the room, your wetness and moans only adding to the lewd noises that were sending him towards his end. But it was the thought, the promise that had his own eyes rolling back, you were his mate and you were gonna give him something he had wanted for so long. Leaning forward again he kept himself up on one arm, his other still holding your hips.

"Fuck I'm close" he panted, feeling your legs bend higher against his hips, caressing his sides as you opened yourself more for him, drawing him in deeper, allowing him in closer to where he needed to be.

"Me too" you whimpered, nails dragging down his back as you held on.

"Cum for me Princess" he spoke, groaning when you pulled his hair, he could feel the coil in his stomach tightening with every thrust. You felt him bury his face against your neck, tongue dragging along the soft flesh as his hot breaths fanned it, lips caressing it, and fangs lightly dragging along it. You knew what he wanted, and honestly, you did too. Tilting your head to the side you pulled him closer by the hand that was still buried in his dark locks, pressing his face further against your neck and giving him the ok, a sign he only needed to be given once as you felt his fangs pierce the skin. The feeling wasn't uncomfortable, in fact it was the last push you needed to send you over the edge, your legs locking around his waist, one hand digging into his back while the other gripped his hair tighter, eyes closed as a loud moan of his name left you. For him it was much the same, as soon as your blood touched his tongue he was gone, hips speeding up before stuttering as he felt you lock your legs around him, his grip on your hip and sheets tightening while his mouth left your neck, head thrown back as a moan left him, blood covering his lips and chin while he continued to move, continued to to do as he promised and give you every last drop. You felt his hips begin to slow just as your eyes came back into focus, your mind becoming clearer as you came back down from your high. You looked up at him, watching as his eyes were still closed, mouth slightly ajar as quick pants left him, his hips gave small gentle thrusts as he refused to let even a drop leave your body. You watched as he blinked once, twice, before his head lowered, gaze meeting yours and you noted that his golden eyes had lost the red haze they seemed to have had before. You watched as a slow smile graced his face, hand coming down to cup your cheek before bringing your lips to his, the taste of blood on your tongue was a bit odd, but something you could get used to if it meant more kisses from him.

"Thank you" he breathed against your mouth, earning a giggle from you.

"You don't have to thank me Dwayne, I'm your mate after all right?" You smiled, watching as his gaze softened even more before he pressed a quick kiss to your lips.

"My mate"

"I honestly didn't expect you to come here" you spoke after a while, hand running through his hair as he now laid his head on your chest, listening to your steady heartbeat, but your words caused him to tilt his head up towards you, an unspoken question in his eyes.

"David said you all were going through a rut, and to stay away from you all because it was dangerous…even you have stated before how fragile I am" you told him, watching as he leaned up a bit, and whimpering as he shifted inside you, having never pulled out.

"You are," he teased.

"But I wouldn't go anywhere else" he added, making you give him a confused look.

"It's not all of us going through a rut, just me"

"What? Do you all do it at different times or?"

"No. We've only been told about this, but none of us have ever gone through it. We don't go through it unless we find our mate"

"...Wait…Your mate…so that wasn't just…sexy vampire talk?" You asked, a question that caused him to start laughing.

"You find me calling you my mate sexy?" He asked, grinning as he leaned down to kiss the bite mark he left, his hips moving to give a shallow thrust and you realized that he was hard once again.

"Maybe" you giggled.

"Our mates are like the vampire's version of soulmates" he explained, a warm feeling spreading through your body at the information.

"So…I'm your soulmate?" You couldn't help but ask, a dopey grin on your face as he unburied his and met your gaze.

"Yeah, you're my soulmate Princess" he smiled back.

"And with any luck," he spoke with a smirk after a moment, hips gently thrusting, creating a slow steady rhythm.

"We could definitely make sure that takes," you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck as he leaned up on his arms, hovering over you to reach a better angle, one that had him once again hitting that spot inside you.

"Thank you" he told you again with a smile, leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.

"You're gonna be an amazing dad" you told him once he pulled away, watching the pure joy spread across his face.

"You're gonna be an amazing mom Princess" he told you, kissing you again before leaning back to pick up his pace a bit.

"I think we can fit in a few more rounds before the rut is over" he chuckled, golden eyes seemingly glowing again as he looked down at you, and you realized you were in for a long night.

So there it is ladies! I hope you enjoyed this one, like I said before Dwayne has been hard for me to write since I got into The Lost Boys lol

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

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

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

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

DAVID!

a good spanking leads to a behaved pet.

you don’t stop until he says so.

ass up, all for him.

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

masc-readers:

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

DWAYNE!

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

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

Dwayne lost his ropes, so he improvised.

masc-readers:

intimacy is a given for hopeless romantics like Dwayne.

PAUL!

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

what can paul say? he loves your breasts.

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

masc-readers:

sorry, paul made a mess :(

MARKO!

marko loves seeing you bounce on his lap.

marko believes that eye contact is always essential.

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

masc-readers:

Marko’s an artist, he loves to paint.

why not use you as his own personal fleshlight?

MICHAEL!

spooning is michael’s favourite activity!

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

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

masc-readers:

guys night!

nothing wrong with a little laugh in the bedroom.

STAR!

star loves sitting in your lap.

ride her face, won’t you?

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

masc-readers:

uh oh, you found her toys :(

she feels so loved from the way you savour her.

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[strawberryscribblesandwrites]

Magic spit! -marko[tlb] x fem reader

Smut

WARNINGS-this fic contains acts of violence , teasing, oral sex and unprotected sex (rap it before you tap it) biting MDNI MINORS DONT INTERACT

Round about (2,300 words)

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Living in Santa Carla wasn't all bad but tonight, but tonight was a bad day. who would have guessed living in the murder capital of the world would lead to you almost getting killed?

your night had started pretty much like always You finished up your shift at the video store and rode the bus home, You couldn't like something in the back of your mind told you not to take the shortcut maybe then you wouldnt of ended up here trapped in an ally by a guy with a knife.

the man stood forward into the flickering street light he had a shaved head and a black eye.

"Your boyfriends aren't here to protect you now huh" he smirked stepping closer and closer to you.

looking closely at his face you realised he was the guy who slapped your ass while out with the boys your eyes widened in recognition and fear as he held the tip of the knife to your jaw slowly the man dragged it down your jaw causing your skin to split open you tried your best not to hiss in pain.

you kicked the guy as hard as you could in the knee causing him to topple over as he blindly slashed his knife around, unfortunately, slashing up your arms as held them up defensively before you began to run as fast as you could adrenalin coursing through your veins, you could hear the gruff man shouting as you run the sound of your blood roaring and your boots hitting the pavement rhythmically was the only thing you could hear as you continued to run, lungs burning, legs aching and mind racing. you only stopped running when you felt your legs give out under you so there you lay unable to move your face and arms pulsing in pain from the fresh wounds, Your heart felt like it was slamming against your ribs.

you weren't too sure how long you had laid on the sharp gravel unmoving and unwilling to in the silence, that was till you heard the crunch of someone's shoes against the floor like they had just appeared out of nowhere. you bolted up as fear struck down your spine like lightning hitting a tree.

"Baby?"

the familiar voice said gently causing your head to turn quickly to the source Marko, his blong curls matted with blood matching his shirt he moved to wipe his face of the evidence of his last feed.

"Marko" you breathed shakily Your eyes water as your gaze landed on his deep brown eyes

His eyes methodically studied your dishevelled and somewhat bloody form before roughly speaking his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed

"y/n...what happened" his leather-covered hand craidled your cheek as his thumb wiped away the blood from your jaw.

"Th-that guy from the other day attacked me, he had a..a knife " you cried

Marko gently lifted you from the ground his hands under your arms as he spoke darkly "Well sort him out don't worry"

His arms helped support you as he walked you home you occasionally let out a soft sniffle as you attempted to stop your tears. Marko spoke in a low soft tone as he tried to comfort you but the metallic smell of your blood seeping from your wounds had him going feral internally.

"I'm sorry I wasnt there to protect you" he grumbled lowly biting his lip as he took your keys from your shakey hands

his hands gently guided you through the threshold of your house he locked the door behind him as he helped you sit by the table in your cramped kitchen.

your eyes were glued to the tile floor trying not to focus on the dried blood on your arms and face.

"Stay here'll be a right back baby" Marko rushed out he had disregarded his jacket as he moved to your kitchen sink pouring dish soap onto his hands and scrubbing his hands and face to remove his victim's blood as quickly as he could his head kept turning in your direction his eyes soft with a darker look behind them.

"I should never have gone down that ally," you said trying to joke but failing miserably

"Maybe but I'm here and you're here and I'm gonna look after you okay Besides me the boys will make a nice meal of him" he declared as he dried his hands moving to crouch between your legs.

"Okay sweetheart ...uh umm you gonna have to trust me okay"

He chuckled comfortingly as he brought your arm to his face his cool skin sending electricity through your nervous system as he wetted his lips.

"What are you doing" you asked him softly your eyes sparkling with curiosity

"Just trust me" he rasped his voice low and hypnotizing.

Marko's tongue poked out from his mouth as he neared your cut-up arm, his wet tongue pressed flat against the tender wound dragging his tongue up the split skin You hissed at the foreign feeling of his tongue rough against your smooth skin,

He moaned softly the taste of your blood hitting his tongue felt like liquid gold, it felt like a gift from the gods to have your tangy blood hit his lips.

"fuck baby" he outwardly muttered as he kissed the cut it began to tingle and you looked at the once just-up skin now slowly meshing back together your eyes widened in amazement

"I got magic spit baby" he grinned devilishly as he stuck out his slightly pointed tongue

you let out an amazed sigh "Holy shit" you laughed softly as he brought your other arm up to his lips this time his eyes remained glued to yours as his lips slowly trailed up the cut his tongue slowly dragging over it as you bit your lip at the feeling while his eyes darkened his breath heavy against the skin of your arm.

"god baby if this is what your blood tastes like I can't wait to taste the rest of you" he darkly chuckled as he rose from his place crouched between your legs his hand grabbing your chin and tilting your face to the side giving him access to the small cut on your jaw,

Your skin prickled and your breathing hitched at the anticipation of his tongue hitting the raw sensitive skin of your jaw your face felt hot from his comment.

"look at you huh" he whispered as his cold rough tongue lay flat against the sensitive cut, his lips then enveloped the cut gently sucking causing you to let out a small squeak.

"Marko" you whined as he pulled away leaving your skin tingling as it healed.

His hand still on your jaw he looked down at you his eyes hungry, You felt a rush run through your body at his look, heat pooled in your stomach

"You look flushed baby" he teased in a rough tone his nails softly digging into your soft skin

his hand moved from your jaw and trailed down your neck his hand rested there feeling the way your heart rate quickened his cool hands a reminder of his deadly nature.

"What's wrong y/n Your heart is going like a hummingbird" he whispered in a raspy tone his breath hitting the shell of your ear as he leaned closer to you.

your breath hitched as you tried to formulate a response but the words were caught in their tracks as the blond vampire's lips trailed down your neck his teeth occasionally nipping at your sensitive skin

"ugh Marko" you groaned as you felt his lips pull into a smirk

"Use your big girl words" he teased darkly knowing the kind of effect that he had on you.

"Marko stop being a tease," you said in a high whiney toned his hand still gently on your neck

"But you're so pretty when you get all desperate" he laughed moving away from you as he did You leaned forward not wanting to lose contact.

"Come on," he said moving through your house to your small room

he gently pulled you into his chest his hand sliding down your waist his head leaning into your neck inhaling your scent with a huff before sliding down your body his face level with your hips.

his hands tightly gripped the loops of your belt as he tugged the clothing down slightly his lips trailing along your hip bone, his teeth grazing the highest point of your hip with a devilish laugh. you bit your lip at the euphoric feeling of his lips and teeth dragging lower as he shimmied your pants down your thighs.

"Marko" you panted knowing he was about to endlessly tease you

his mischievous smirk didnt let up as he squeezed the meat of your thighs before diving in like a starved animal biting down on your thigh with a loud and obnoxious groan in enjoyment.

the feeling of his teeth shinking into your skin caused you to slap a hand p over your mouth to stop the obscene noises from coming out.

"Aww come on baby don't be shy," he said darkly as he pulled away leaving your thigh with a perfect indent of his teeth, "Move to the bed" he playfully said as he helped move you to lay on your bed as he sperad your thighs apart so that he was situated inbetween then as he kneeled off your bed.

his hands looped over your thighs trapping you, he sloppily kissed up the inside of your thighs his young occasionally dragging along the soft skin until he reached your underwear, his breath fanning across the thin fabric felt like a sweet kiss from a raging fire or like a hungry animal about to pounce you looked down and locked your eyes with his, his eyes ever dark and lust filled begged for your approval, and like a great ruler about to bestow the people with a gift you caved giving his a shy yet Kurt nod.

that simple action was enough to uncage the animal that was Marko and with his hunger, he all but pounced forward shoving your panties to the side as his cool tongue ran through your sensative folds causing your boady to arch and squirm.

"oh fuck, god damn baby" he mumbled not moving away from your sensitive skin causing the vibrations to spread through you.

your hands shot down to tangle in his already matted and bloody hair You felt like he had set you on fire as he continued to devour you.

your body writhing and moving in pleasure

"Hmm, Marko please please" you practically sobbed as he darkly chuckled relishing in your taste.

"Ah ah ah," he said as he pulled away your body flooded with dissatisfaction no longer feeling like a fire was about to cover and engulf every inch of your body you let out a disappointed and high whine at the lack of contact.

"Oh I know baby I know, I was making you feel so good" he cooed mockingly as he stood from his place between your thighs his chin glistening in the soft glow of your bedside lamp a cocky smile eched on his face.

Marko towered over you as he removed his bloody white crop top and began to unbuckle his jeans, he gently moved forward lifting your hips and gently removing your underwear before less gently chucking them over his shoulder with a smirk causing you to let out a snort at his ridiculousness.

he leaned over you once more before helping you to remove your shirt leaving you in just your bra as he unzipped his old blue jeans and moved them down his thighs letting his dick spring from his jeans, your eyes trailed down his body admiring the curves.

"Like what ya see" he chuckled as he took himself into his hand giving his dick a few strokes before sliding into you with an animalistic growl his body now caging your own between him and the matrice his hips against yours his cold skin a welcome sensation against your burning desire.

you bit your lip hard to stop yourself from moaning while he rocked his hips into your own at a steady pace, his lips trailing along your chest up to your shoulder where his head stayed.

"oh fuck baby" he stuttered " you feel fantastic" he said punctuation his words with a thrust causing you to tip your head back in a full attempt to stay quiet

"that it let me hear you," he said moving his hips faster causing the small room to fill with the sickening sounds of slick skin hitting skin, the air felt hot as you tried to control your breathing at his faster pace. he continued trailing his teeth along your neck and shoulders as you panted and moaned at the rhythmic feeling of being surrounded and filled with him.

your moans grew in volume as his hips meeting yours became more more rough more desperate.

his teeth sank into your shoulder as his hips bucked wildly into your own the mixtrue of his continued despraite and sloppy movemnt alsong with the sharp and knife like feeling of his deeth sinking into you caused your entire body to shake, flood gates destroyed as you moaned his name over and over untill his hips slowed leaving you a slurring shaking mess.

he slowly pulled out of you with a curse.

"you did so well" he said kissing your head softly as he moved both your bodys into a more comfortable possition

"from now on you wait till me or dwayne or litrally anone is there to walk you home okay"he mumbled into your hair softly as you cuddled closer into his chest.

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The Sharing Series: Paul/Marko

Word Count: 274

Warnings: 18+, NSFW mentions, Dirty talk, no actual sex scenes. I block on sight. Teasing. Wholesome at the end. Headcanons.

A/N: I may make this a new series >:))

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♡ these two boys are almost TOO comfortable with sharing you.

♡ The moment the topic is even breathed, these two are on your like butter on toast.

♡ They don't even have to talk, they were just so in time with each other, it was making you dizzy.

♡ hands, fingers, tongues, fangs. It was almost too much for little ol you

♡ “Marko, look how sweet our pup is for us.” “I see Paul. They already look fucked out and we've barely even touched them.”

♡ public sex? Yes please. The boardwalk, the Farris Wheel, under the boardwalk, the beach. Anywhere they can get their horny little mitts on you, they're doing it.

♡ They also have absolutely no shame when it comes to sex around the other boys. Let them look, only Paul and Marko can touch their prize.

♡ I hope you like being dependent, because these two wont let you lift a finger.

♡ anything from dressing, to baths, even eating on a rare occasion, they handle it. You are their pretty little doll, and dolls don't do anything.

♡ Aftercare is PHENOMENAL with them. Baths, food, candy, back rubs. They pull every single stop, though its sadly not enough to rid yourself of the limp you'll be sporting in the evening.

♡ if they are dating you, they dont hang from the rafters. Instead they sleep in your next during the day, legs tangled around each other, blankets a mess.

♡ Paul sleep with curlers in his hair and Marko hogs the blanket.

♡ 9/10 for a poly relationship! Super dorky surfer boyfriends!

#x reader #headcanons #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #x reader smut #tlb dwayne #tlb paul #tlb michael #tlb sam #tlb david #marko #paul headcanons

[spidercookie18]

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

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

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

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

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

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

but this was nothing like you'd imagined.

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

something was watching you

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

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

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

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

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

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

he was in your head.

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

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

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

"Got you."

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

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

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

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

you huffed, "you hurt me!"

"no i didn't," he scoffed.

"I'm bleeding!"

"well, not anymore"

"you tackled me!"

"oh yeah, i forgot about that,"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what are you doing?"

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

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

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

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

'y/n? what happened?'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

it was always a feat to take Dwayne.

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

s l o w l y

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

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

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

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

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

#the lost boys #tlb 1987 #the lost boys 1987 #smut #nsft #tlb smut #the lost boys smut #the lost boys paul #tlb paul #the lost boys dwayne #tlb dwayne #tlb x reader #the lost boys x y/n #the lost boys x you #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys dwayne smut #the lost boys paul smut #tlb dwayne smut #tlb paul smut #minors dni #mdni #18+ mdni

[dwaynedelight]

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OMG! 🥵💋❤️‍🔥

THE HAIR, THE FANGS, THE FACE STRUCTURE…SCREAMING WITHOUT THE S😳 NEW FAVORITE DWAYNE PHOTO AND NEW PFP!

#the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #80s horror #tlb fanfic #tlb imagine #tlb x reader #vampire #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys smut #the lost boys fic

[saltylandland]

Okok the urge to write a scenario with one of the lost boys as your pouting about something the boy did that they didn’t apologize for (or their apology is just crap lol) something petty like they left you waiting for a half hour or they didn’t call you last night when they said they would. And they’re lack of remorse/seriousness makes you more peeved.

Then they try to get in your pants and like I want to make it that you’re not fighting them off like noncon, but you’re definitely gonna pout about it the entire time even as they go down on you and fuck you stupid. Just with a little pout and crossed arms any prompting from them earns them a half hearted ‘fuck off’ but you make no move to stop them lol. Our chosen boy of course only gets off on it and keeps going, either purposefully taunting you to get your reactions or just off in their own little world bc they’re pussy drunk.

Even better if another of the boys comes in and sees you pouting, as soon as they approach you’re all sweet with smiles and kisses as you greet them (bc why would you? They’re not the one who pissed you off)

And you complain about what he did as if he isn’t there between your legs as the other responds distractedly in that kinda way like ‘ah what a shit head’ as he kisses you and you nuzzle back with affection. This of course makes our boy fuck you harder, as anytime you turn back to him you go back to pouting.

I am so weak for the ‘I’m mad but I’ll let you fuck me, but I will be mad though out it’ and the ‘I did a shitty thing and I realize that but I am so down bad that I will deal with the consequences later, and let you act like a brat bc I know I’m in the wrong here’ kinda dynamic

I might as well write this but who should be the one in the dog house? And whose the one whose like ‘yeah what a shit thing to do’? 🤨 I feel like Dwayne would be an easy choice as boy 2’s role but I think it’d be interesting if he’s the one who did the whoopsy and doesn’t apologize/ apologize properly lol

Tagging @britany1997 @bloodywickedvamp @misslavenderlady and @ghoulgeousimmaculate bc I think you’d like this print in particular

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #tlb fanfic #tlb smut #the lost boys smut #the lost boys imagines #tlb x reader #tlb david #tlb dwayne #paul tlb #marko tlb

[britany1997]

Hot Vampires In Your Area

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

Vampires Everywhere, Hot Vampires In Your Area

Reblog & comment to support my writing💕

Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ahem.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God he was smug. You loved it.

“Make a mess Paulie,” David teased.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You whimpered as you bounced in his lap.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He smiled as he returned your affections.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Best yet,” you admitted.

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

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

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

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

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

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