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riddledarkness · 2 months

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if you fall, I will catch you

summary: after a terrible date, you decide to go home, but you are stopped by a downpour outside. luckily, you happened to meet Theodore on the street, a friend of your ex and a good acquaintance of yours. he seems not to mind helping.

theodore nott x fem!reader, friends to more(?)

i was inspired by type o negative — netty

„Y/n?”, you heard someone's voice and mentally roll your eyes. You didn't want to see someone like this: clothes stuck to the body, make-up turned into a mess and your mood couldn't be worse because that guy was a real asshole. But you turned back.

Shit. Theodore. Theodore Nott.

You wouldn't say that you are best friends, but you often meet in companies and he seems... Well, nice. In any case, he supported you after you broke up with his best friend and invited you to a concert of your favorite group where he was going with his close friends. You had a great time and it really helped you deal with your breakup sadness. Although to be honest, you don't know what helped more: good company and loud music that overshadowed all your thoughts, or his breath on your neck two hours later...

You awkwardly ran your hand through your hair, mumbling:„Theodore?”. Looking serious as always, he stood and just looked at you, for some reason not answering right away. You, in turn, looked at him in response. Hell, just a few minutes ago you were shivering from cold raindrops on your body and now you're hot.

„Hey,” he finally said, „do you think you need help?”. You quickly nodded and he gently grabbed your elbow. He asked what you were doing on the streets of the city during the rain and you told about that terrible date with the guy who just left you.

„You always had terrible taste in men. Sorry”, he replied after you finished the story. You giggled in agreement. So where are you: now you are sitting in the front seat of his car and you are afraid to make an extra movement so that the car does not turn into a wet mess. When you suddenly realized that you had been looking at him for a long time, you looked away. He must have noticed.

Theo's house was spacious, everything was as you remembered from that incident. You had already changed into his clothes that he offered you and wanted to go to the kitchen where Teodor was making coffee for both of you. But your attention was drawn to the photos hanging in the corridor: black and white, but stylish, they were definitely taken by some popular New York photographer.

„You like it?”, you heard his voice and shuddered, turning to him. „I became interested in photography recently. Now I collect various photos and magazines. They were not there last time”, he added and you looked away embarrassed. It is obvious what exactly he meant.

„It's really beautiful”, you murmured trying to look calm. „Do you take pictures too?”. He smirked lighting a cigarette. You hate it when people smoke in the house, but for some reason you didn't even think about it now, looking at his face. „Yes, sometimes I take pictures of things I like. But I'm not a professional, of course. It's a hobby”. You turned back to the photos hanging on the wall, looking at them again. Lord, you can still feel his gaze. „I like that sweater on you, actually. I mean, it suits you”. After a few seconds, you heard his footsteps –he returned to the kitchen. You closed your eyes for a few seconds, trying to calm down and then followed him.

You sat down at the table while Theo went back to the kitchen counter to get a jar of sugar in case you needed it. „This is delicious coffee. I brought her from Ireland when I went there on vacation. Try it”, he said taking the seat across from you. You took a sip, nodding in agreement – the coffee really turned out to be delicious. In the background, a vinyl was playing with some 80s jazz music, you swear you've heard it before but you can't remember who the artist is.

„So you already passed through him?”, Theodore asked sharply, referring to your ex, with whom parting was very painful for you. Now you've started going on dates, so you probably don't cry at night thinking about him and don't keep your phone ready to call him while drinking wine with your best friend. „Something like that,” you answered, „but it's not like I'm trying to find something serious”. Theo took one last puff and put the cigarette down. Raising his eyebrows, he asked: „Why is this so? Don't believe in love anymore?”. You took another sip of coffee and I thought about it, looking at the cup that he probably also bought somewhere abroad – you knew from friends that Theo had been traveling for the last year.

„Do you believe in love?” you asked after a few seconds and it was unexpected even for you. You noticed that Theo, who was hard to impress, especially now that he was older and more serious, was also surprised by the sudden question. He looked at you and your heart raced again. It seemed that his gaze was capable of killing anyone, even the most experienced warrior or the most intelligent killer. But there was one thing that did not give you peace: you were upset after that failed date, then why don't you even remember that boy now, drowning in the eyes of Theodore fucking Nott?

You swear you saw the corners of his lips curl. „Yes, I quite do”, he said quietly, almost whispering.

Then you both heard the sounds of thunder. You thought you'd go home quickly after spending at most an hour at Theo's house, but nature had other plans. „So, the storm will definitely not stop so quickly”, you mumbled rhetorically, not expecting an answer. „Why do you want to run away? I thought you do like my apartment”.

You looked away. „I do like your apartment. I just didn't think storm would be this long”. Theo nodded taking the cups from the table to wash them. „I think it's better than being on a date with a jerk, Y/n. And what if you still decided to give him a chance, huh?”, he asked washing the cups, so you only saw his back. You were glad that he didn't see you blushing. You didn't answer, so he continued after a pause: „You looked amazing even when you were soaked by rain. How could he tell that your outfit is not as feminine as he imagined? These guys always come up with standards, and then get disappointed that not all women are ready to fall at their feet”.

You giggled. „It's okay, Theo”, you said thinking that he would laugh, but his answer was more serious than you thought. „No, it's not”, Nott turned to face you. „You deserve better. Has he ever said you look amazing?”, he asked and you lowered your eyes. He understood that it meant no. „Pathetic”, Theo mumbled rolling his eyes. You raised your eyebrows as he came closer, wondering. You were still sitting in the chair when he knelt down in front of you. „Remember this. Remember that you don't need to go on these miserable dates to feel loved”, he mumbled looking down on you His fingers lightly touched yours. You bit your lip nervously looking around the room for an object to focus your attention on just to avoid looking into his eyes.

„You can just come to me. I will help you feel loved”.

He got to his feet and leaned towards you – your faces were inches apart. The waited a few seconds, probably giving you a chance to tell him it was a bad idea. But you were silent, couldn't even make a small movement. And then he kissed you gently, putting his thumb on your chin. He smiled kissing you. He smiled sincerely, but most importantly happily, for the first time in the evening. „I've been thinking about it all this time, shit”, Theo murmured when you felt his nose and lips touch your neck.

The storm didn't seem so terrible now. After all, you always loved the rain: it seems gloomy, but it gives hope. He gives you hope, actually.

if this fic seemed good to you, please like or reblog this post & write a comment. this is very-very important to me because I would like to know what you like and what fanfics I should write in the future (besides, English is not my native language, that's why I'm worried). thank you🪐

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cyberhades · 2 years

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Bloody Kisses ੈ♡˳ | Eddie Munson x Vampire! Fem! Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (use condoms mates), oral (male receiving), dirty talk, overstimulation, reader biting Eddie.

A/N: many people know that I absolutely love vampires and i've never seen any vampire! reader x Eddie, I always see the opposite. So here's it's a different thing.

THE CLOCK HAS HIT THE TWELVETH CHIME, it was fullest midnight on a Friday with a full moon in the sky, its light seemed to glow silvery. Hawkins... really who cares about Hawkins?

You did live there because unfortunately you grew up in that place but you didn't feel at home, you didn't feel at peace. You would love to move to Transylvania and live with other vampires, because there was your place in the world. The place where you feel safe and comfortable, Transylvania sounds like home. Home sweet home.

You lived in a big house that was in a condominium in Hawkins. A dark house, gloomy on the outside and with black silk curtains on the inside, to veto the passage of excess light. Vampire life was even more comfortable than you thought, there was nothing to complain about at the moment.

On the record player in the living room some random vinyl was playing. Something between Type O Negative and Depeche Mode.

Your doorbell rang, who could it be at that hour? It was already midnight and a few minutes.

Halfway through you stopped and thought. You already imagined who it would be and when you looked through the peephole you were completely sure of your thoughts. A mischievous smile began to spread across your face, following the line at the corner of your lips.

You opened the door to find an ideal combo of messy hair, denim vest, Hellfire shirt, assorted rings and a scent of nicotine with some woodsy perfume. Right there, standing in front of your door, leaning on the straightener waiting for you to open it.

— Mr Munson... — you gave a short laugh. But that already showed all your altruism. — To what do I owe the honor of having you here in my house at these hours?

— I need you very much... — you already understood what he meant by that and the mischievous smile that was on your face became even more evident. — Can I?

He pointed to the door and you stepped to the side, letting him in. The moment he was walking through that oak door you held open you giggled. A giggle that was loaded with all your perversion.

— Did you perk up on the fresh blood, vampire? — he questioned invitingly, removing his denim vest and leaving it on a chair.

— You know I love your blood baby — you said, licking your bottom lip as you closed the door.

He was watching your every move, and you were aware of it. He found you even more irresistible wearing that black silk lingerie and that thin red robe that didn't cover your body, just made the lingerie more evident.

The way you had met was pretty normal, as people usually know each other. In a store, in line at the market, bumping into each other on the street, mutual friends... but the way it went was pretty much better than what you expected. It didn't take long for your vampire charm to catch the metalhead's heart.

Eddie had sat on the burgundy carpet in the living room and was taking a sip of a whiskey he'd poured into a glass. You could see the way he was stressed and from afar you could hear his heartbeat that wasn't the least bit rhythmic.

— What happened my dear? — you walked up to him, sitting on the carpet.

— That shitty school... I hate this town love, I really do — he took a deep breath and took another swig of whiskey as he ran his hand over his face in frustration. — I can't take this city anymore. They're always judging me and the Hellfire guys.

You felt a lot of compassion for Eddie and you knew how out of place and lost he felt in that town, because you felt the same way. You took his hand in return and left a gentle kiss.

— You will get rid of this city and everyone who is part of Hellfire will stop being judged. You'll see... didn't you say this was your year? — you held his chin gently looking at him in a way that calmed him down.

— 86' baby! — you said together and you both grinned like idiots.

Eddie finished his whiskey and set the glass on the glass table.

— I like you — he smiled sweetly. His smile was something exceptional, something you could spend all day looking at.

— I like you too honey — you said back, caressing his face and seeing the way he calmed down with that. In fact he was more relaxed and calmer being with you, so much so that now his heartbeats were rhythmic.

Eddie lay down on the soft carpet in the living room and pulled you into his chest, making you laugh at the sudden movement. He hugged you as you lay comfortably on top of him.

That metalhead was a little more than what he looks like. He was a guy who liked to talk, smoke weed, listen to heavy metal, play Dungeons & Dragons, but he also was the guy who liked to receive some love sometimes, talk about life or make silly jokes to make you laugh.

Eddie felt good knowing he was important.

— Does my metalhead lover need some love? — you said, settling on top of him and studying that face. That beautiful face with chocolate brown eyes.

— Yes... I do — he answered you with that puppy look.

— I'll give you what you deserve darling.

Your lips were now on Eddie's lips and somehow it felt like they were massaging him as they "danced" to the rhythm of lust and desire. His tongue explored your mouth, sliding over your tongue as well as your lips. A low pop sounded in the room along with the music playing on the vinyl at a lower volume.

Your hands were resting on his face, cupping those soft cheeks. His hands were moving up your thighs and up to your ass, he loved to squeeze because he knew how soft it was. It was no mystery that he loved your body, loved every bit of that work of art.

— Can you bite me baby? — he whispered in your ear.

— You know I can, my love — you whispered back and started trailing kisses down his jaw that went all the way up to his neck.

Turning someone into a vampire didn't just have to bite. You had to bleed from the wound your fangs had inflicted, so taking Eddie's blood was something you could do without worrying about him humanity. You knew how much that turned him on and it made you even more, after all his blood was sweet.

The metalhead was already moaning and with his eyes closed, eager for the next touch.

You brushed his hair away from his neck and licked the skin. That "simple" touch was able to make him want more, as it squeezed your thighs.

— Are you ready? — you asked, placing kisses on the crook of his neck.

— I'm always ready for you, princess.

You smiled against his warm, desire-ridden skin. Soon you felt him whimper in pain but in the best possible way and squeeze your thighs even tighter with those big warm hands with detailed, cool, well-designed rings. Your fangs slid along the inside of his flesh and your soft lips were now on his skin.

His blood was now flowing over your tongue and down your throat in a way that seemed to invade all your senses. Your pupils dilate at the taste of that viscous, metallic-sweet liquid.

You stopped sucking his blood and licked the tiny holes your fangs had left in his smooth skin. The blood wasn't running down and smearing your carpet now. You sat on his lap now so you could observe him better, he was a little flushed and very happy.

— Do you like it? — you asked taking a pillow that was on the couch and putting it on the floor for him to lay his head on. After all, you cared for him, he was your favorite human, and he would always get excellent treatment.

— I did, baby — he sighed. He was always a little out of breath after you fed.

— It was a kind of obvious question... this right here won't let you lie — you swayed lightly in his lap feeling the erection that was under those dark and ripped jeans.

He closed his eyes tightly and bit his lip, leaning his head back a little.

— Baby don't keep torturing me... — he asked needily.

— Where are your manners, Munson? And the magic word?

— Please... — he practically said in a supplication.

— Good... — you said, bending down a little and licking his bottom lip.

Your hands went to the hem of the shirt he was wearing and you quickly pulled it off his body, making his chest so bare and exposed. It was amazing how beautiful he was, every detail of his body was beautiful, even his birthmarks and the trail of hair that ran from his belly button to his crotch. His hands that were on your thighs went to the thread that held your red robe, then undid it and removed it.

— I love this lingerie... — he said filled with desire seeing the way that black lingerie molded your curves, making them even more perfect.

One of his hands went to the clasp of your bra that was right in the front, in the gap between your breasts. Quickly, in a slightly brusque movement, he pulled, opening and making your nipples reveal.

— I know what you want... — you said in a teasing tone while massaging one of your breasts. — Come here, my love.

Eddie got up and straightened up and pushed you closer, admiring your breasts before starting to suck on your nipples violently as the smack of his mouth on your flesh echoed through the entire room. He seemed to be thirsty for more and more and your moans were just the stimulation he needed.

He hugged your back tightly while his face was on your breasts, sucking them horny and making you totally wet, soaking your panties. You had sensitive nipples and he knew how to get to your soft spot.

With complete resolve, you made him lie back on the floor, with his head on the pillow, and began to unbuckle his belt. Then you unzipped the jeans he was wearing and pulled them down along with his boxers. The way his erection practically popped out of his pants was a beautiful sight to behold.

His cock was hard and throbbing with the rosy glans wet with pre-cum. Best of all, you were the reason he was like this.

You kissed his belly making him whimper and swear under his breath. The kisses went down until it reached his cock. And believe me, you knew how to drive him crazy with just that.

You stuck your tongue out and licked it from base to tip, making him practically shiver. Your tongue was now venturing into his pre-cum wet glans, passing over and not swallowing him as he wanted. You would lightly masturbate him and look at his face, knowing that was enough to drive him crazy with your touch.

— Please... — he asked in an even sly tone, if you can put it that way.

That was enough for you to finally start sucking his cock. Your face going up and down, accommodating his length as much as you could. Eddie Munson was big, that was a fact. He held your hair so that nothing got in your way while you did that for him.

— Fuck... you do it so good... — he moaned and swore at the feel of your hot, wet mouth making his cock slide down your throat.

Low sucking noises were joining the sound of music playing on the vinyl. There was no better mood than that for the two of you. His cock was throbbing in your mouth and you were sucking as best you could. Sometimes you even ran your tongue over the glans because you knew that was a sensitive spot for him.

Eddie could tell with all the conviction in the world that there was no better feeling than having you suck on him while your long, pointed nails lightly scratched his thighs.

— S-Shit! Stop, stop, I'm gonna cum! — he pleaded, feeling the apex approaching.

You stopped and stared at him as if he were prey and you were an abominable beast, ready to devour him.

— I-I wanna cum inside of you... — he asked and then remembered how he should have good manners. — Please...

— Since you asked so nice... — you gave a malicious laugh that made him just lose his mind.

You crawled a little farther, stopping to sit on his lap. Even though your wet pussy was covered by the silk fabric of your panties that contact was already driving you crazy. Crazy about him.

— Do you want, baby? — you asked, rubbing against his cock. — Do you want to fill me up?

— I need to fill you up — he gripped your thighs tightly.

— So tell me how much you want... — you leaned forward a little and bit his bottom lip lightly.

You didn't expect that for the first time in your life you would hear something that made you feel as desired as you did at that moment:

— Fuck me, princess.

You sighed when you heard him saying those words. Immediately you pushed your panties to the side and adjusted yourself on his lap, pushing his length inside you. Eddie moaned needlessly the moment he felt your wet insides tightening around him.

His cock was practically throbbing inside of you.

His warm, icy-ringed hands went to your waist on impulse and also because of the immense lust to squeeze your flesh while you ride him. The two of you were moaning in pure sync that were your voices with the music and the noise of your bodies bumping into each other. Eddie was watching the way your breasts bounced while you ride him.

You knew he was very close to having an orgasm. Not just because he'd said it before, but also because of the way he rolled his eyes and moaned for more.

— Holy shit! Princess, I didn't want to come that fast... s-slow down... — seeing Eddie in need and with no way out was something that made you even wetter.

It only made you go faster, changing the pace of the ride, making him practically squirm and begging for you to stop. Eddie gripped your waist tightly and kept his eyes closed and his lips half-open. You went on and on at that fast pace seeing the way he was practically writhing in pleasure beneath you.

— P-Princess, I'm coming... oh fuck!

He announced a little desperately and two seconds later you could feel his hot liquid inside you, filling you. This caused a moan of satisfaction to leave your lips while he was panting.

But you said nothing, you just kept riding him at that fast pace while he was underneath you, squeezing your waist and practically tearing up with pleasure at being so sensitive. He was whimpering and while he wanted you to stop, he also wanted you to continue.

Different sensations were always welcome, even if some were a little painful and left you not quite sure what to do.

You felt the knot in your stomach begin to burst, being close to just one strand. It felt so good to ride Eddie while his liquid was already filling your tight, wet insides.

— P-Princess... I'm... — he was trying to say something but his own moans prevented him from formulating a sentence.

— Yes, baby?

— I'm gonna come again...

— Yes baby, fill me up one more time while I come on your cock...

You leaned forward a little, resting your elbows beside his head on the carpet. That way make you more sensitive and your breasts were practically in his face, and he loved that. He gripped your ass tightly, assisting with the movements as you moaned and cursed uncontrollably, not unlike what he was doing either.

The sound of your ass hitting his hip was echoing through that dark room.

— I'm coming baby, I'm coming! — you announced, already feeling your legs go limp and your orgasm hit you.

The incredible sensation coursing through your groin to your feet was truly out of this world. As your pupils dilated and you gasped.

— Fuck yes... I'm coming again!

And that way Eddie filled you once more, now making his hot liquid run down your insides and down your thighs as well. The pace became sloppy until you two stopped and could analyze the situation.

You were both sweaty and panting, your thighs were smeared with his hot cum, and you were both satisfied, very satisfied. But what a beautiful mess to make.

— Wait a second — you leaned over to the little table in the living room and grabbed a small box of wet wipes so you could "clean up". At least get rid of the excess.

— Please, let me do this — he took the box from your hand gently and placed you where he was.

You were lying on the soft carpet with your head on the pillow as he cleaned your body and planted a few kisses on your belly. You smiled because he was so cute, how could someone be as helpful as he is? How did they have the nerve to treat Eddie badly?

After he finished cleaning you, he cleaned himself up too and grabbed another pillow from the couch to lie down next to you. The two of you were lying on your sides looking at each other as you gently caressed each other's hands.

— That was just as amazing as the other times — you said quickly seeing him smile like an idiot.

— Did you like it? — he asked, a little flushed.

— I loved it! — you smiled happily at him. — And you? Do you liked?

— I loved it too! I always love everything with you!

Eddie seemed very happy when he was with you, and he always was, as much as he was in Hellfire. Who knows, maybe one day he'll become your human boyfriend?

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