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vamp!geto who's eyes darken when he spots you in the woods, a mix of confusion and a deep feeling of dark excitement rushing through his veins.
what could a human like you, so sweet and soft looking, be doing in a setting like this?
he watches from the window of the haunting castle he resided in, not daring to take his eyes off of you.
he was drawn to the way your hands clung to the trees to stop yourself from falling into the stream of water you seemed to be so fascinated with, the way your nose crinkled when your skin came into contact with the cold rivulet much in contrast to the warmth that he could practically feel from such distance.
his tongue traced over his fangs. hungry. almost even predatory. he needed to taste you.
it wasnt till the 4th or 5th time you reappeared at that same spot did he lurk behind you.
"hey."
you heard a soft voice from behind you.
your heart jumped and you instantly spun around, met with a tall, pale figure with long ebony hair. your hand rested over your heart, small pants as you came down from the adrenaline rush that overpowered your body.
"hey, its okay," he smiled
"sorry, you gave me a bit of a fright there," your cheeks curved in return, a soft breathy laugh parting your lips.
"heh, sorry. may i ask what youre doing out here?" he continued, watching as your chest rose and fell at a slower more relaxed pace.
"i like coming here. its nice. quiet." you spoke softly, noticing how his eyes studied you.
"ah, i understand," he nodded as he felt that surge of need rising in his body.
taste. taste. taste.
"what about you?" your voice so gentle and curious.
"i live 'round here,"
the need was getting much much harder to ignore now.
"oh really? youre lucky, such a nice place to live with no one to bother you." another soft laugh followed.
"yeah, thats one of the pros," he nodded.
he slowly enclosed the space between the two of you, his throat going dry from how much stronger your scent got. he sat next to you on the large log you were crouched on.
taste. taste. taste.
the urge kept growing.
"whats your name?" your voice a soft hum.
"suguru geto,"
"y/n," you replied.
"nice to meet you, y/n,"
the tips of his fingers were almost twitching with how much restraint he was using to stop himself from darting at you. his eyes glazed over your skin, so soft and dewy. warm. he watched the pulse point on your neck, listening to the steady thrum.
taste. taste. taste
"what do you think of vampires?"
you glanced over at him, head tilting.
"vampires? i uh- havent really given it much thought,"
he nodded. slow.
"what if i told you i was a vampire, would you believe me?"
now you were puzzled.
"i mean... i guess i'd have to take your word for it.."
is this guy really a vampire? you studied him, pale skin...long silky hair. i mean, could he really be a vampire?
"ive been watching you, since you started coming here. does hearing that make you feel scared?"
your eyes widened partly, heart racing just slightly. geto listened, hearing your heartbeat begin to thrum a little faster now.
"it does, doesnt it?" he smirks. "but i think you like it,''
"I-"
his hand rose to stroke his thumb down your bottom lip, his touch glacial, causing a shiver down your spine and a rising heat in between your thighs.
the trees stood eerily still and the only noise to be heard was your racing pulse. the space between the two of you was non-existent now, the bleak fridgidness of his hand cupping your jaw as you stared into his once hazel now gleaming red eyes.
"you smell really good." came a low murmur, the raspiness of his voice scratching each syllable in a way that made you nuzzle into his hand comfortably.
he laughed in response, a malicious chuckle that flashed his teeth. that's when you saw his sharp fangs, a feeling of fear and arousal coursing through you.
"d'you take my word for fact now?" he smirked, eyes filled with a darkness you could venture ad infinitum.
you nodded slow, eyes big with fascination as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your parted lips. so very frigid. so very humane.
he traced his tongue down your bottom lip, down your jaw and coming to a halt at the pulse point on your neck, lips curving sardonically when you tilted your head back to give him better access.
taste. taste. taste.
he pressed his lips ever so gently to the dainty skin on your neck, inhaling sharply as he breathed you in, eyes almost rolling back.
taste. taste. taste.
his teeth grazed over the supple hide he now had purely in his trance, one hand cradling the back of your head and the other wrapped around your lower back.
he made sure you were ready, pressing soft pecks before finally sinking his sharp cuspids into your neck, a shiver running through his body as he tasted your nectarous plasma, a soft groan rumbling within his throat.
you whimpered softly, the sharp pain sending a jolt through your body before being replaced by pure euphoric arousal.
he held you flush against his broad chest, drinking you in.
you began to grow dazed, hands that were once clutched tightly onto him now loosening, thats when he withdrew his teeth from your skin, immediately peppering your neck with gentle kisses.
he pulled back, cradling you in his arms and looking over your state. your eyes were half-lidded and your body slightly limp.
"cant thank you enough, angel." he murmured before picking you up in his arms and heading back to his place to fix you up.
You were laying on your bestfriends bed, scrolling mindlessly on your phone as the sound of the shower ran on in the back round. You had decided to hang out in satoru's room since you figured there wasnt anything better to do. Your other bestfriend suguru was laying next to you, watching your phone.
"hey why'd you scroll?" he whined.
"cuz' it was boring." you mumbled, voice monotone.
"i was watching that." he frowned.
The shower stopped running, silence for a few moments before satoru stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. His pale skin had a slight flush, dewy over his abs from the water. You looked up, immediately taking a double take. And so did suguru. satoru was busy fishing for clothes in his dresser, so he didnt really notice the two of you practically drooling at the sight of him. Not until he could hear the same reel playing over and over and over, thats when he turned to look at the two of you. You both quickly shifted, glancing back at the phone. A huge smirk grew on satorus face as he looked at the both of you.
"huh." he huffed.
both you and suguru looked up at him, trying to downplay the fact both of you were flushed at the cheeks.
"hm?" you both hummed, tilting your heads and looking at each other then back to satoru.
"like what you see?" he teased, flexing his bicep as he giggled.
you could have sworn you were actually drooling at the sight of that.
suguru cleared his throat.
"thats unprofessional, satoru." he murmured, rolling his eyes mockingly.
"take a picture, it'll last longer." he snorted.
"meh." you giggled, eyes scanning over his damp hair, lower to his abs then his eyes.
"oh?" satoru raised an eyebrow, hand on the back of his neck.
satoru shifted closer, standing at the edge of the bed with his arms crossed.
"use your words princess, what's meh supposed to mean?"
"i dunno." you shrugged, grinning as you lay your phone on your stomach.
"arent you cocky today, isnt she cocky today suguru?" a sly curve on his lips that flashed his teeth on his face, looking over at his bestfriend who had his arms crossed.
"hm, id say so." he nodded, a smirk on his face.
"what should we do about that, suguru?"
"i dont know, satoru."
satoru inched closer until he was standing next to you, towering over the bed.
"i have an idea.'' he smirked, voice slick with that sly tone of his.
before you could come to realisation of what was happening, satoru was leaning down and pressing his lips against yours. soft at first, but when he could feel you start to lean into the kiss he pulled away.
"ah ah ah" he tutted, shaking his head. "girls who act like that dont deserve nice things. not unless they're punished first. right suguru?" he looked over at suguru who was watching the two of you with a smirk on his face clearly enjoying the show.
"damn right." suguru nodded.
"and i think.." satoru hummed, his finger trailing along your jaw "she needs to learn her lesson first."
your cheeks were painted with a deep pinkish reddish colour and your chest was sinking and rising with your lips slightly parted. you watched as satoru crawled onto the bed, leaning over you as his hand gripped the headboard.
"first, you come over here in that small top..." he hummed, sliding off the straps of your tanktop and pulling it over your head "and those...small small shorts..." he continued, hands trailing down your waist as he unbuttoned your jean shorts and slid them down your thighs gently "then you act all bratty." he spoke lowly. dangerously. "thinking me and suguru would let it slide?"
"pathetic." suguru hissed, shaking his head.
"right?" satoru nodded, his teeth nipping at the bare skin on your neck.
you winced, flinching at the feeling of his teeth sinking into the sensitive spot of your neck.
you could feel sugurus weight shifting on the bed, crawling over to you and trailing his tongue from your jaw to your neck as he sunk his teeth into the skin next to satoru.
you gasped, eyes fluttering shut.
they both continued to nip at your skin, leaving dark marks trailing from your neck to your chest, working on your skin like artists carving their most delicate piece. The spots throbbed slightly as they moved on to different patches of their canvas, your skin.
You felt suguru lift his head, shifting on to his back. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. He held you tightly, leaving you no room to even writhe or wriggle.
'Hold her still, suguru" satoru grinned, almost giggling at the sight of you being held captive in sugurus large muscular arms.
Satoru lowered himself. Lower. Lower until his nostrils flared due to the sheer scent of you. Underwear practically drenched.
"you filthy little brat." he sucked his teeth, pulling the fabric aside to assess your slick cunt.
"dont tell me-"
"dripping."
suguru scoffed, shaking his head.
Your cheeks burned with humiliation, face bright red as your best friends teased you for being so greedily wet.
satoru took two fingers and traced your slit, bringing them to his nose to drink in your scent. a grunt -almost growl- sound escaping his throat.
he gripped your thighs tightly, parting them with that insane strength and keeping them parted to stop you from daring to pull them closed and hide which you so desperately wanted to to from sheer embarrassment.
he brought his head forward, his long tongue delving into your cunt. he wasnt gentle. he didnt hold back.
he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and nibbling.
your moans filled the silence. each one powering satoru more and more.
suguru kept you captive in his strong hold, watching as satoru ate you out. it wasnt long before you felt his thick hard on digging into your back.
your soft cries along with the sinful sight? what other reaction was he to have.
"dont w'rry sugu' you'll get y'ur turn." satoru snickered, eyes on the both of you as he was devouring your pussy.
suguru wore smug look on his face in return.
"s-satoru i-"
"ah ah ah. what did i say a few minutes ago? 'girls who act like that dont deserve nice things.' right?" he shook his head.
you mewled in response, eyebrows furrowed together and desperation boiling in your veins.
"please- m'sorry" you pleaded.
"attag'rl, keep begging and i might just let you make a mess. if only you were as sweet as you tasted`'
he kept sucking, nibbling only this time he slipped a finger inside of you and in response, you cried out.
you were drawn to your absolute limit.
"s-satoru pleeeeeeease!" you whined.
"just a lil' more baby." he taunted.
"c-cant take it anymore satoru please let me cum."
"c'mon then baby. make a mess all over my face." he grinned, fingers jamming in and out of you much quicker now.
you immediately came at his allowance, cum dripping from your cunt and straight on to his greedy tongue.
he lapped all your slick up, swallowing it down.
"y're not done yet.''
he pulled back and swapped places with suguru. now it was satorus strong hold around you.
suguru sprung his cock free from the restraints of his clothing, pre dripping from his silky tip, down to his veiny shaft.
"gna' use her all up arent you sugu?''
''fuck you know it."
before you knew it, suguru was aligning his hips with your cunt. gently pushing himself inside of you inch by inch.
you whined and moaned as his thick cock stretched you apart.
suguru's pace quickened, thrusting in and out as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room along with your mewls and his breathy grunts.
his pace kept quickening, thrusts harder to the point you couldnt even form a thought. he was so so big.
just as you thought things couldnt get more intense, one of satorus hands slipped down and began circling your red puffy clit, still sensitive from his earlier antics while the other hand kneaded your tits.
the smell of his freshly washed hair raided your nose, head falling back against his chest as you continued making insensate noises.
"look at her, sugu. fucking senseless." satoru laughed.
suguru thrusted harder, amused at the way your face twisted with pleasure.
"satoru you ought to be a little nicer." he huffed.
"me? tell that to her."
satoru kept rubbing circles that caused your legs to twitch, hips bucking and back arched against him.
"mmm 's too much." you cooed.
"brats get punished. thats j's how it goes princess." satoru shrugged.
"m' gonna cum sugu'' you whined.
"go on then baby." he hummed softly, such contrast to how he was fucking you brainless.
he waited for you to cum first, your slick coating his thick cock. He followed after, burying his seed deep inside of you.
suguru stayed like that for a moment before pulling out of you and collapsing into the bed next to satoru.
you lay sprawled across satorus chest, coming down from your high.
"hope you learned your lesson, princess." satoru hummed, grinning ear to ear at how you clung to him with your eyes half lidded from tiredness.
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It was a simple wednesday afternoon. You were sitting at home, doing the usual mundane tasks to keep your mind busy while you were discharged.
The rain pattered softly against the windows of your apartment, the sky dark and gloomy. You were scrolling through your phone when you got a notification.
'This time last year.'
It read.
Subconsciously, you clicked on it.
Up popped a picture. You, Kyle and Johnny.
You're heart sank as you stared at it, face devoid of any emotion. You kept staring. Taking in every single detail. It all came back to you.
The way you smiled. Johnny's grin larger than life. Simon terrifyingly lurking in the backround as always.
Such contrast to it all now.
Thats when the tears welled up in your eyes, soft sniffles filling the deafening silence that ate at you.
You put your phone down after several minutes of studying every little aspect, bringing your hands to your face and crying. You're shoulders shook with every sob.
It had been almost a year since it happened. Since you lost Johnny. Since Price went rogue, drowning in rage and swallowed with guilt. He blamed himself for what happened. You all knew it.
You just wished with every fibre of your being it'd go back to how it was.
A year and you still remember it all in exact detail. You felt lost. Alone.
You picked your phone back up again, vision blurred with tears as you clicked on the contact you swore to yourself you would'nt click on again.
Simon.
Before you could even register what you were doing, you had your phone pressed against your ear in a frenzy. Still sniffling.
He answered. It was almost instant, like he knew this was going to happen. Waiting and waiting for your name to show up.
"Y/N? W's wrong?"
You're head instantly cleared as he spoke. Heavy accent and that gruff voice easing you.
"D-didn't know who to call." you murmured, voice groggy from crying.
He immediately knew what was going on. What was playing in your head right now.
"Oi. Listen to me lovie. Y're alright. Kay? It's alright. J's breathe."
You followed his words, taking deep breaths.
In. Out.
"D'you need me to come?" he asked. Not pushing, just asking.
"Yes please." you sniffled.
You didn't even get to finish speaking before you heard the sound of keys jingling and heavy boots.
"I'll be there ina min'te." he says, voice gentle. So so gentle. Like he always was when it came to you.
The phone call ended, phone tossed to the side as you wrapped your arms around yourself. Waiting and waiting for a knock on your door.
After a few minutes you finally heard it. 2 gentle taps.
You bounced off of the couch, almost sprinting to the door. You swung it open.
You stood there staring at him.
He also stood. Staring.
He took you all in. Studying your face. How your hair was slightly tussled, eyes red and lips puffy.
Before he knew it, he pulled you into a hug. One hand wrapped around your back and the other cradling the back of your head. Almost protectively like he was trying to stop the bad thoughts from reaching you.
"I've got you. y're alright." he mumbled softly, chin rested on top of your head as he held you.
The rest would be figured out later, but right now? it was just you and him.
a/n: hey guys! thought id try something different:) Thank you all so much for your support it really means a lot to me! requests are open so flood my asks π
Aomine, who'll leave you on opened when you ask him to buy you your favourite snack. Leaving you to think hes ignored the message only for there to be a knock on your door a few minutes later. "Yeah, yeah." he'll roll his eyes at your huge grin, trying to hide his own small curve at the corner of his mouth.
Aomine, who'll take small glances every 5 seconds just to make sure you're still watching him practice.
Aomine who, when he does glance and sees you watching, will smirk and dunk on his opponents with ease just to show off. It works.
Aomine, who keeps his eyes dead on you as he lifts his shirt to wipe the glistening sweat on his forehead. The tan skin of his abdomen fully on display, abs clenching as he scoffs when he sees that flustered look on your face.
Aomine, who'll stay behind 'cleaning' up after practice with you. Giving Wakamatsu the nastiest glare when his eyes are wide with surprise to see the ace of all people helping out to clean.
Aomine who, when everyone's gone, will grab your hand and lead you into the locker rooms. Hes just not that tired after practice.
Aomine, who'll push you up against some locker with his head lowered to meet your lips. That smirk casted on his lips.
Aomine, whose tongue grazes over yours in a state of desperate yet controlled frenzy. He just reaaaaaaally wants to taste his girl.
Aomine, whose teeth grazes the sweet delicate soft flesh on your neck with his forearm planted above your head against the locker. His ear was lowered right next to your parted lips, drinking in the soft little whimpers you so desperately attempted to hold back.
Aomine who draws his thumb down your bottom lip, parting your lips open because he did not like the fact you were trying to be quiet.
Aomine, who lets out a raspy groan -almost growl- when his fingertips trace over the massive wet spot soaking through the thin fabric between your legs. "Fuuuuck." he chuckles, sharp canines flashing through the grin etched on his face.
Aomine who pulls that stupid fabric aside to trace one finger from the bottom to the top of your slit with touch light as a feather, never once daring to take his eyes off of your face just to watch how your nose crinkles or how your lips stay parallel to each other; just to admire you and your reactions to his touch.
Aomine, who finally slips one finger inside of you. He starts moving slow, in and out of your velvety walls that seem to be desperately sucking him in for more. And when he finally slips in another, you feel a trail of moans building up in your throat.
Aomine, who'll tease you by going fast only to slow down a second later. He keeps dead eye contact with you as he lowers himself. Lower. Lower. Lower. Until he's face to face with your desperate little cunt.
Aomine who lifts one of your legs over his shoulder as he kneels in front of you, saliva gathering in his mouth as he breathes you in. Hes soooooooo hungry. Before you know it, his tongue is oscillating from your sensitive clit to where his fingers pump steadily inside and out of you.
Aomine who is literally slurping the glistening slick greedily between his lips, chin lustrous with your scent. Your moans echo in the locker room, fingers tangled in those navy strands with your back arched. The scene was sinful to say the least.
Aomine, who drives you to your limit. You're hair messy, cheeks flushed and your moans growing louder. He relished in it. The cocky bastard went faster. Deeper. And when you finally came, dripping all down his chin and down his wrist? He rose again, carefully moving your leg off of his shoulder only to make dead eye contact and lick it all up. His tongue trailed down his wrist, collecting your slick on his tongue then his lips wrapped around his fingers and sucked.
"Fuck'n beautiful, princess." he huffs out a laugh.
Having a night owl in your hands isn't ideal, not for Kagami anyways. It had been a long day of practice for the upcoming winter cup in preparation for Seirin's game against TΕΕ, so when Kagami walked into his apartment at 9:02pm he was ready for a nice relaxing bath and some well needed sleep.
But as soon as he stepped in the door, there you were.
His eyebrow raised. You were dancing to some music in his kitchen like you owned the place, cooking up some sort of meal (which as much as he loved you, he dreaded).
"Wha-"
"You're home!" You smiled, waving at him.
He dropped his bag hesitantly, debating whether he should get involved in whatever you could possibly be doing.
"Whacha' makin'..?" he dared to ask, approaching the kitchen and peaking his head over the counter.
"Oh nothing special, just some curry." You smiled, lifting the cover off of the pot and revealing the concoction you had conjured up.
Kagami refrained from physically scowling, nodding slowly.
"Right." he answered gruffly.
You'd think the master chef's girlfriend would have picked up on a few of his tips on cooking.
"It's coming along really well!" you cheered, throwing in random spices you had found in the cabinets. You didn't know what they were their names just sounded fancy so you decided why the hell not.
Kagami stood there, watching you as he ran his hand through his hair. "D'you need a hand?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Nope! All good here!" You shook your head, wiping your hands with a cloth.
Kagami nodded, heading towards the bathroom. It was going to be a long night.
Thats the 5th time. The 5th time your name has been brought up in conversations completely unrelated to you.
"Y/N-cchi loves that restaurant aswell!"
"Y'know, me and Y/N-cchi were at that park the other day!"
When will it end?
While the others nodded along, kise cant help but wear the fattest grin on his face. Ear to ear. The kind that hurts your cheeks but you just cant stop. I mean can you blame the man?
"...anyways. We have a practice game against-"
Kasamatsu didnt even get to finish his sentence before he was cut off.
"Ooo! I'll ask Y/N-cchi if they can come and watch!"
Everyone just sighs, collectively and audibly sighs. But nobody dared to say anything, because if they did? It wouldnt end well. Except for Kasamatsu who was well enough fed up.
"Hey, Kise? Dont you have anything else to talk about?"
Moriyma stares. Just stares. Waiting.
"No." Kise frowns. He looked like a sad puppy, lips downturned and eyebrows knitted together.
"I swear all you talk about is Y/N. Y/N this, Y/N thats. 's too much." He groans.
Kise's sad expression just goes even further. "But... they're so perfect! So amazing." he whines dramatically.
"Such a weirdo." Kasamatsu mutters under his breath, shaking his head.
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Damnit. C'mon Aomine get your damn head in the game. If only it was that easy. Why couldn't you leave his damn mind? Each time the ball bounced from the ground back into his hand there you were, smiling and giggling at that stupid Kagami.
He groaned, dunking the ball before flopping down on the floor. He lay there with his arms crossed over his head. You were his bestfriend. His.
A strange feeling Aomine had never felt before gnawed at his gut. What the hell was it? He couldn't name it for the life of him. That's how it's been for the past couple of weeks.
He stood up, dribbling the ball before dunking it as he channelled all these uncertain trains of emotions into the tips of his calloused fingers
'So fuckin' corny.' he grumbled before reaching for his rather indecorous magazine in attempt to mask whatever feelings he was feeling.
TΕΕ's big scary ace is what they call him. So why was the big scary ace slumped in his chair with the biggest scowl on his face watching as his best friend stood there, speaking so easily with the biggest smile on their face to his rival?
"Congratulations on your last game, Kagami-chan!" you smiled innocently, congratulating your best friends rival on his win.
"Yeah, thanks." The red-headed giant smiled nervously, hand on the back of his neck.
After some small talk, you skipped back to the table where Aomine was, still slumped in his chair as he wolfed down his 7th burger that didnt seem to taste so good anymore.
"You seem chipper." he grunted, the faint remains of the scowl still stuck to his face. You look up, caught off-guard as you replayed that insanely awkward interaction over and over in your mind. "Hm?" you hummed, looking up.
Aomine could have puked up that 7th burger at the sight of you. The soft skin on your cheeks flushed pink and your hair tucked behind your ear. And that stupid grin. The same one his chest tightened for many many times. It was a damn shame his favourite restaurant had been compromised by the red weirdo, but seeing that? It felt almost worse than any game Aomine had lost.
"Whatever." Aomine grumbled, chowing down the next burger.
