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greycaelum · 9 months

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What about vampire gojo and reader, when some aristocrats critized her for her weird/unique looks? And tell her he’s only with her cuz shes too pretty and she doesn’t deserve it.

Cursedtales Collections—La Luna Chapters: {Thoughts}

—Vampire Duke Gojo Satoru X Vampire Reader

❦︎ Précis:

"Please do not pout, your sulking is not good for my health." Your brow furrowed and your heart heavy from the indescribable feeling his upset face brings. Satoru frowns and pulls your waist to stand before him. Your back collided against his chest and in no split second, a pair of tempting fangs nibbled on your neck in an attempt of piercing your fragile skin where his mate mark is inked in your skin. His blue rose... His hand rested on your hips, running his hand in the curve of your waist. A shuddering sensation crawled by your spine at the boiling heat of anticipation in your belly. He doesn't bite but the friction of his sharp canines against your neck brings out the tingles in your spine.

❦︎ Genre: vampire, fantasy, royalty

❦︎ WC/CW/TW: (2.6k)/ bullying, racial profiling, light-heavy petting, obsessive bordering subtle yandere thoughts, feeding on blood, cuddling, use of power and authority over subordinates/ angst to comfort/ vampire Satoru is his own warning

❦︎ A/N: loved writing this ask, more thoughts about vampire au? I hope you liked this one too~

There are thoughts that you do not need to hear.

Like how no one fails to notice your appearance. Wherever you go, you receive long gazes that hold different thoughts.

Before Satoru turned you into a vampire, your lady-in-waiting had often mentioned how peculiar you look even as a human. Was it for your shining hair, your gleaming eyes that seems like the river of stars, or perhaps your skin that seem to sparkle in the moonlight? They often told you your features are closer to the nymphs residing in Soladrina—the floating plains of the gods and goddesses—than that of a human.

Satoru has never mentioned these and you never gave them attention. Surely, he never failed to tell you how beautiful you are but never did he make you feel that you are different from what you are supposed to be.

But your mate's normalcy to these so-called 'differences' doesn't apply to the eyes of society.

The Grand Duke has long foregone his social duties. Ever since the late Grand Duchess, it is known that the grand duchy has dropped all social appearances. With his father sick and bedridden; His Grace is often away for hunting or war there was no one to deal with such frivolous outings. And even if he was present, he has no interest. He's far more suited to the gore of war and the silence of his study than drinking tea and eating scones in the garden.

Then, there's you.

His butler mentioned starting to build relations with the other families. At first, you dropped the idea, with no title in your name it is unheard of to attend the banquets of the aristocrats. Moreso for a human turned vampire. The vast difference in status and race was quite a dilemma for you to suddenly step into the high society without looking as if you are using the Grand Duke's paramount reputation and influence.

But after Satoru brought you in the celebration of the winter solstice, conspicuously displaying his claim and palpable affection in public eyes, everyone just knew the wheels are turning. The very next day a mass of correspondence and invitations are pouring in.

Not for His Grace.

But for you.

It was no secret how the Grand Duke is devoted to the bone with his mate. It was just a matter of passing the mourning period of his father that he will name you his Grand Duchess. From his gestures, there is no question which fell hard between the two of you. All aristocrats are intrigued about what kind of lady captivated the cold-blooded warlord, for him to be so besotted to the bone.

"Your Grace." You sighed at his pout, this petulant attitude has been going on for two days now. And from the looks of it, it will continue even more if you don't promise him something he likes. "I promised tomorrow, we'll go picnic with no more interruption."

The sight of your mate sulking isn't something to be underestimated.

"Please do not pout, your sulking is not good for my health." Your brow furrowed and your heart heavy from the indescribable feeling his upset face brings.

Satoru frowns and pulls your waist to stand before him. Your back collided against his chest and in no split second, a pair of tempting fangs nibbled on your neck in an attempt of piercing your fragile skin where his mate mark is inked in your skin. His blue rose...

His hand rested on your hips, running his hand in the curve of your waist. A shuddering sensation crawled by your spine at the boiling heat of anticipation in your belly. He doesn't bite but the friction of his sharp canines against your neck brings out the tingles in your spine.

"Get back here before twilight because you are not leaving my sight the day after tomorrow until you get tired of my face," Satoru growled in defeat. He was cursing the mailman who delivered the letter despite the rain. Running a hand over his hair in annoyance. You're his mate but it seems he's the one who least spends time with you. Where's the justice in that? Satoru muttered profanities in frustration.

"Is that a punishment, Your Grace?" You giggled, tapping the nose of your mate as he preys on your every move. "Because it sounds like a reward to me."

Satoru merely snorted and ever slowly let you withdraw from his arms to get ready. His eyes were glued to your figure as you put on your corset, pulling on the strings that confined the soft curves of your waist to the slenderness of your hips but the strings kept loosening.

A hand sneaks up to rub circles on your shoulder blade and the strings of the corset tug you making you stumble backward until you hit the familiar hard chest of your mate.

"I should just pull this, right?" Hot breath fanned your nape.

You faintly nodded. Despite how many times this moment repeats itself, it never fails to have you hold your breath feeling the strings tighten, forcing you to breathe out a sweet gasp and straighten up as Satoru hummed, knotting the strings into a bow and staring at the enticing curve of your pretty spine.

"Good girl." Satoru purred, his hand found your tights, caressing them as the two of you stare at the mirror, your unbearable flushed cheeks and legs clenched together whilst his devilish smirk as he nibbled your earlobe. "You're so sweet and soft to me Kitten," Satoru whispered as he toyingly bit the shell of your ears whilst keeping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling because of your knees wobbling from his caress.

"Milady? Can I come in?" A chamber keeper knocked hesitantly, trancing you out of a stupor.

If your mate's touch wasn't enough to drive you crazy, the embarrassment of the person outside hearing you and Satoru is sure enough to level you into a combusting mess.

"Are you alright Lady Y/n? For cold weather, your face is too flushed."

Lady Akari, one of the daughters of the nobles living within Albastru asked you. She's a quaint young lady who often keeps to herself unless spoken to. It just so happens she's standing close to you this time.

"Yes, I am alright. The layers of clothing are just a bit stuffy even for the cold weather." An amicable smile from you settled her and offered another cup of the chilled tea which you happily accepted and she talked to you about the new venture of her father that may interest you.

"If it isn't Lady Y/n. Are you alright Milady? You look pale, paler than a vampire usually is." A bratty voice came close from your back and a teenage girl with extravagant layers of expensive fur to keep her from the cold smiled at you but her foxy eyes spell trouble.

"Lady Minami... you look—" you paused and looked at her up and down before continuing. "—rather stuffy."

The lady frowned at your remark.

"Of course, Lady Y/n is paler. After all, she is still a newborn. For a banal human to adapt this fast in our nature, it must only be because of His Grace's venom." A cold voice emerged behind Minami. Lady Risa of the Kamo Clan looked at you with narrowed eyes. Her distaste for you was openly displayed. "Such an impure blood." The venom was dripping in the tone.

"That is not true! Lady Y/n has the most beautiful eyes than any of you." Lady Akari rushed to defend you but it only gathered much more attention in your corner thus you held her back and turned to the two girls picking on you.

It's not unusual for pure-blooded vampires to openly regard their distaste for turned ones like you. Vampires can be quite the purist when it comes to bloodlines. Seeing humans as nothing more than blood banks. Truly... It's a good thing Satoru isn't here or else you'll never hear the end of this.

Setting down your cup of tea you straightened your posture, looked at the two ladies, and tilted your head to the side with an unamused smile.

"What unrefined mouths you have. Is that how educated noble ladies behave? I would like to see the face of your tutors and show them their incompetence in teaching etiquette for raising brats like you who lack the class and decorum in a social gathering. Uncultured girls."

The surrounding spectators chuckled and the host immediately came to your corner asking about the problem.

"You dare run your mouth because you're His Grace's mate. You're just a figurehead no matter how you act like a noble lady." Lady Minami seethed.

"It doesn't change I am the Lady of the Grand Duke you have been wanting over the years. I am the mate of the Grand Duke. If you have enough dignity and intelligence you will know how to behave around me. Future Countess."

Lady Risa glared at you with whole passion and turned her heel away.

"My Lady..." The host of the banquet looked troubled by the conflict and looked at you for leniency.

You nod and let the matter go. This is just but a scratch of how high society works. It is such a tiring thing to deal with calculations and machinations against each other. No wonder Satoru dislikes it to the core. You sat on the bench under the shade of a magnolia tree away from the party.

"Lady Risa was right. Doesn't Lady Y/n look too different from humans? I once visited the Eastern Continent and I've never seen a human that looks anything like her."

The girls gossiped behind your back, not knowing that you were listening behind the tree.

"His Grace, The Grand Duke must be blinded that's why he's so infatuated to her. Come to think of it, why would the Grand Duke even like a human? He's from the lineage of the Imperial Family with the purest royal blood. It must only be because of that bewitching face that he has fallen for her."

"Have you noticed? She came out of nowhere and the Grand Duke was totally in love with her. She must come from the race of witches and enchanted him."

A chuckle came from your side. Lady Mei-Mei swirled her red wine and looked at you.

"Gossiping won't bring gold in their pockets. Don't you think so Lady Y/n? Don't frown, unlike them, you're a rich woman. Money makes people sing and dance."

Your frown was relieved and replaced by a chuckle at her open greed for money.

If there is one thing about Lady Mei-Mei is that she's too attached to wealth. But that also makes her easier to hang out with. She is honest and efficient. The kind that will bring gold and information with every deal you make with her.

Satoru stared outside his window as your carriage entered the gates.

"Should I have the dinner served at the garden, Master?" Yuta noticed his Uncle's sudden interest in the window and surmised that you were back. His Uncle has no other interest aside from you so it has become easy for Yuta to know when you are around.

Satoru looked at the sky and saw the grey clouds brewing in. Promising a harsh thunderstorm for tonight.

"Yuta." Satoru's eyes narrowed at the garden where different flowers are clashing on the blue roses flowers he specifically planted for his mate. Weeds. Satoru clicked his tongue.

"Yes, Master?" Yuta stiffened at the cold tone he was so familiar with.

"Some unsightly thorns are trying to prick what's mine..." Seems like there will be tongues that need discipline. Subordinates that dare to bite the hand of their master that feed them bring nothing but an omen. Seems like the garden needs some weeding.

The door to the study opened and your figure immediately diminished Satoru's dark thoughts. Yuta excused himself to prepare the dinner and left the two of you alone.

"Did you have fun?" Satoru started the fire in the hearth and sat on the couch, patting his lap for you to join him. Your sweet weight fitted perfectly on his lap as he bring the quilt up your belly ensuring you are snug and safe from the cold bite of the storm.

The drizzle of the rain started hitting the glass window but Satoru kept you cozy and warm near the fire, curled inside his arms. His lips rested on your head while your nose nuzzled against his chin. Preciously cradled away from problems and harm. Satoru brushed the stray hair on your forehead. No one would ever understand how much your existence means to his life. But that's alright, all he could ever truly care for is you and only you.

He could forget everything and just have you like this, satisfied and snuggled in his protective embrace. Everything fades in comparison in every moment he sees your smile.

"Lady Mei-Mei told me about a new business venture..." Your cheery voice dissipated the exhaustion in his mind. You talked and talked even while dinner is served in the room and everyone left for your privacy. Satoru kept you on his lap and took it upon himself to feed you while you told him about today's happenings.

"Mnnn, anything else you need to tell me, Kitten?" Satoru lazily drawled, watching you lick off the faint drops of blood after feeding a bit from his wrist. You're really like a kitten. He smirked darkly and waited for you to tell him what he's been waiting for.

Your pretty eyes blinked in confusion and shook your head like an innocent lamb.

"Really?" So you're not gonna tell him? Too bad he saw everything with his eyes even if you do not tell him.

"Oh! I remembered." A pout formed on your lips. "We can't have a picnic tomorrow, the ground is wet from the rain. What should we do?"

"..." That's not what he wants to hear.

Satoru hummed and tucked you in his arms before standing up and walking to the connecting door leading to his bedroom chambers. Laying you on his bed and tucked you under the covers as he dropped a lingering kiss over your lips before closing the curtains to keep the lightning from startling you in your sleep.

"I will finish something and join you soon. Sleep for now. I'll think of something we can do tomorrow."

"Do you have to?" You brought the blanket higher to your nose until only your eyes are visible. "Can't we sleep already?"

If this is the usual matter Satoru would have foregone it and joined you in the bed, holding you in his arms as he stroke your head to sleep. but this is different. He smiled apologetically and kissed your forehead one last time before walking back to his study where Yuta was waiting, a stack of paper in the young man's hands.

"Master I have the list of ladies who offended the Lady during the tea party earlier." Yuta felt a little sorry for the date of these ladies. But his Master does not hold debts mercifully.

The lighting struck and the feral glint in Satoru's eyes glowed.

The weeds in the garden will have to suffer the torrential rain.

The quarterly gathering is a week away. Seems like their fathers will know what repercussions entail when they fail to discipline their daughters' mouths. Satoru never does light punishments.

Only with pain, they will learn their lesson.

It's okay if you won't tell him how those women talked about you. But it doesn't mean he will let it go. No. He's not a gentleman nor is he a paragon. He is your mate and if anyone dares to prick or even hurt a strand of your hair means offence against him as well.

Offence against him is the same as surrendering their head to the silver platter.

And you don't need to know about it. After all...

There are thoughts that you do not need to hear.

—GreyCaelum,

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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