Drink Up

A dom wrapping a hand around their sub’s cock through their underwear and squeezing it, maybe putting a finger right over the spot where they know their pee hole is and pressing to make sure any drops don’t come out. The sub squirming and crying and apologizing when the drops come out anyway and there’s no way to hide it because it’s slowly getting even more warm and soaking wet where their dom is gripping onto them. They manage to stop dripping for a few minutes but when their dom removes the grip it starts again and they’re begging for their dom to grab onto them. Their dom smirks and tells them how they can’t believe that they can’t control their bladder and need someone else to help, all while reaching back towards them to help them hold again and their sub is whimpering “I’m sorry I know I can’t help it” and thanking them through their tears.

A dom encouraging their sub grind on their thigh to keep holding it in which of course makes the sub start getting super wet. So their dom asks if they’re dripping already but they turn red and admit that it’s actually how turned on their are. All the while their dom is telling them how pretty they look while desperate and they’d keep their good boy/girl full every day if it were possible. And when they eventually do let out a leak of course it’s a huge spurt and their dom smirks and says “I don’t think even I can get you THAT wet” and the sub is bright red and starts grinding even harder trying to hold back the next one.

The sub is instructed to leak for a certain number of seconds before stopping. But of course once they start they feel like they can’t stop even though they’re trying so hard to clench and squirm and cut it off. So their dom moves the sub’s hand to grasp at themselves and pinch their pee hole shut. The sub can feel the pee bursting right at the edge practically begging to come out but their dom is holding their hand in place so it can’t get out even if they forced it.

So shortly after that vampire has drained me of blood, greedily wiping the drooling crimson from around his mouth, I need to dazedly come around to hear him gasp. An almost imperceptible, vulnerable little noise. He is not used to this feeling. Vulnerability. Fullness that isn’t satiety. His legs clench around me. The need punches right into his undead guts. He rocks forward, borderline grinding into me, wheezing out a noise of discomfort.

I need to grin lazily and tease this little vampire. For the pain etched onto his face. For the way his legs, locked onto me, tremble. For the way his cock drools as he subconsciously grinds—is he turned on or leaking? What’s that? Aw, about to have an accident? Can he really not hold it? Why, it was ever so silly of him to gorge on me then, was it not?

I need to hear him whimper needily and pitifully, not used to having the tables turned. To lift up his robes and admire the way his so-pale-it’s-translucent skin bulges, stretched to capacity, so full.

I need to hear the moan ripped from his throat as he loses big blurts, again and again.

And if he managed to stagger off of me? Stumble to the bathroom? I need him to lose control with a cry… to watch as his trembling form sinks; as his bladder pours out, piss pounding against the floor. One hand on the doorframe, the other buried in sodden, heavy robes.

Because as we all know… a vampire needs permission to enter new spaces.

fuck fuck all i can think about is the utter euphoria of taking a long, gushing piss which is nearly sending me over the edge with each heavenly imaginary drop.

But you don't stop, oh no, hearing the broken moans only spur you on, pounding into them harder and harder until you hear that final embarrassed squeak leave their lips as the first spurt comes out

They try so hard to stop, their muscles tightening and fluttering as much as they can but it's not enough when you're hammering into them mercilessly, small spurts turning into a stream, and a stream turning to a gush as they moan and finally relieve all that pent up pressure

They're so lost in the relief that they don't realize how close they are, their hips bucking back onto you further until suddenly they're cumming around you, the climax hitting them like a ton of bricks. You follow suit soon after, stilling your hips and burying yourself deep inside them, filling them up nice and full