roman!vampire x human!reader
sex , grinding , p n v , smoking , biting , teasing
you and roman had been close friends since you were in seventh grade. you both met in the back of the school. back then, you had a habit of skipping class to vape back there. at first, whenever you saw him, you got startled and started to hide behind one of the benches, which barely hid you.
he said, “you’re a shy puppy, aren’t you?”
you hid there for another second before getting up slowly and saying, “aren’t you supposed to be in class?”
you said. he stood there for a second before saying, “yeah, but shouldn’t you be in class too?”
you looked at him before nodding and pulling out your vape, taking a big inhale and exhaling a big puff of smoke.
as soon as he saw that, the exact words went through his mind: “she’s so cool and hot, and she smokes. oh my god.”
before he stopped, you then said, “roman?”
he immediately snapped back to reality. “y-yeah? sorry, sorry, y/n. i got lost in thought. i’m sorry.”
he thought you were going to think he was a complete weirdo, but you actually giggled. his head slightly tilted, and a confused expression played on his face as you spoke.
you thought it was completely adorable how he was apologizing so much. you thought he was adorable… his long, curly hair, his beautiful jawline, and his long, sharp, natural nails. everything about him was perfect.
he smiled and said, “o-okay, okay…”
you then nodded and said, “well, roman, it was nice getting to know you. it’s getting pretty late.”
he looked up, looking slightly disappointed, but then said, “i guess i’ll see you around then, y/n?”
you nodded, grabbing your bag. you slowly got up and started walking to the front of the school. the sunset was setting. he knew he had to get back before it was dark because he would become bloodthirsty.
before you could even get there, he stopped you, saying, “wait.”
he struggled to get the next words out, but then said, “can i get your phone number, please??”
he stuttered at the end. “nothing weird. i just w-want to be friends.”
he was blushing so badly. his cheeks were completely pink.
you then said, “of course.”
he slowly took his phone out and gave it to you, his hands trembling. you took his phone and typed your number in.
he watched you like a hawk and was looking at you, really looking at you. he thought you were insanely attractive. he loved everything about you. he loved your piercings, he loved your fashion, he loved everything, even the tiny bits about yourself that you didn’t notice.
you gave him his phone, and he smiled when you actually gave him your number. you turned and started walking away.
as your figure started to disappear, he finally looked up and smirked. he grabbed his bag and started walking in the same direction.
that day, he was thinking about the interaction you had with each other. he’d been wanting to have a conversation with you for months. you were always in the library listening to music and reading, or in the back of the school where you both met.
you and roman had two classes together: science and english. he knew your whole schedule, but he would never tell you that, and you may never know what else he knows about you.
that night, he texted you around twelve. “you awake?”
you were always awake around that time, so you replied with, “yes, why?”
he was pacing around his room, waiting for a response, until he finally saw the three bubbles appear. he didn’t think you were a night owl. he then stared at your response before typing, “i’m bored as fuck. you should totally let me stay at your house for the night. we could have some fun.”
he sent it, then unsent it as soon as he realized what he said. he remembered that you had just met and it would be too early to have sleepovers or hang out alone. he didn’t even know if you were in a relationship, but the chances of that were very low.
you then started typing again, saying, “what’d you unsend?”
he typed a quick reply: “nothing, don’t worry about it.”
he sent another text. “i’ll see you on monday. goodnight, y/n.”
you looked at the message, confused, but you just let it be. you fell asleep. you forgot to take your makeup off or your shoes off. you were a mess.
roman spammed your phone until you replied: ten missed calls and twenty texts. you finally woke up to one of his calls.
your voice was low. “roman, why are u calling me so much?”
he heard your voice and immediately felt bad. “i’m sorry, y/n. i was calling to see if you wanted to maybe hang at the cafe in town.”
you then said, “yeah, sure. what time? we can do it at five. i wanna sleep for longer.”
he then said, “yes, that’s perfect. see you then.”
you then hung up without another word and set your timer. you went back to sleep immediately after.
your timer went off at three, and you began getting ready. it was a rainy day, almost perfect for the mood you were in. the city wasn’t busy, just quiet and moody.
at 3:30, you got your outfit ready. you got your black baggy pants with your studded belt, and you started to do your makeup.
roman was getting ready for the hangout. he straightened his curly hair, something he never did. but he sure must’ve done it for a reason. or maybe he was sick of his curly hair? he then ran his fingers through his hair. his hair felt soft, and he liked it.
he wore his black leather pants as usual with his plain black wife beater. minutes after, he put on his studded belt.
it was now 4:50, ten minutes before 5:00. you were putting on your loose baggy pants with your multiple chains and your tight shirt. your cleavage was slightly visible, but you didn’t care.
roman was already on his way to your house. you were nervous as hell, but you ended up just vaping to relieve some stress.
ten minutes went by. it was exactly 5:00. you heard a knock on your door.
you opened the door and saw him. you then got wet, your pussy was soaked, and you were on your period, which made you horny as fuck. you then said, “come on in, roman.” he nodded and stepped past you. you then locked the door behind you and said, “i don’t feel very well.”
he said, “aww, poor baby. come here.”
you looked at him and sat next to him, saying, “my stomach hurts so bad.”
he smiled and nodded before saying, “just rest. i’ll be here. come here.”
you smiled before starting to lean on him. he then started to smell blood. he looked down and saw you. your cute face, your small round boobs, and the outline of your nipples peeking through your bra. he knew you were obviously horny, and he knew he had to fuck you that day. it didn’t have to be in that exact moment, but it had to be that exact day.
he stalked your instagram every day. every time you posted, he was first. you always thought it was cute how he was always super early. you thought nothing of it.
an hour later, you started to wake up. rommulas had been awake, waiting for you to wake up, like he was protecting you in your sleep. he saw your eyes open. he smiled and said, “how’d you sleep?”
you then spoke, your voice soft and sweet like an angel. “i slept good.”
it turned him on. he nodded and said, “i-i’m glad.” he stuttered, blushing so badly.
you slowly started to get up. as you were getting up, your top rode up, revealing your back tattoo. you knew it was going to turn him on, and that’s why you did it.
he looked at it and thought, “holy shit.”
he then said, “mommy, come here.”
you turned around, saying, “hm?”
he then got up and picked u by your waist and starting taking you to your bedroom, pulling you down on the the bed.
he leaned in to kiss you, as soon as his lips reached yours you hopped on his legs. you put your hands on his shoulders and kissed him hard
putting everything you felt in the kiss, he was loving seeing you like this, his hands traveled underneath your shirt. his hands reaching your bra, he looked at u for approval and you then nodded.
he unclipped it tossing it onto the floor. your nipples were hard as fuck, he played with one teasing you then u said “take your pants off roman” he said “why should i ?” you then stopped and looked at him “you have all of this in front of you. and your doing this?”
you then walked in front of him and pulled his pants down. you then spoke and said “now take those off” you pointed at his boxers, he pulled them off his dick springing out of them.
he said “ride me mami.” you took your panties off and tossed them where your bra was on the floor you hopped on the bed waiting for him to bend you over. he got up and bent your ass over the bed his tip at your entrance you then said “fuck me daddy please” he said “your gonna be fucking pregnant by the end of this mami” he then started pounding into you. you moaned so loud, your tits bouncing back and forth as he fucked you, he turned you over placing his hands on your ass as he slides out of you.
now pounding into your pussy. you moaned so loud and he slapped your tits. “your doing great mami, let daddy fuck that tiny cunt of yours” you whimpered. the bed creaked as he fucked you, he spoke and said “fuck baby your gorgeous” he said while you were moaning out of pain and pleasure, but fuck you loved feeling him inside of you.
your pussy then wrapped around his dick. he felt it and he loved it, he owned u now and nothing was ever gonna change that, he leaned down to your neck his breath hot. he then spoke and said “never forget me.” his fangs sharp as he bites into you.
