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rhea ripley x fem reader
warnings - js freaky short smut
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My face, shoved into the pillow beneath me so rough, the noises coming out of me almost completely muffled.The only noticeable sound being Rhea fucking into me with the strap she just dug from the closet.
She muffles my face further into the pillow, the sound of my muted whimpers turning her on even more. She picks up the pace, pounding into me mercilessly. One of her hands reaches out to grab my hair, yanking me up and pulling me, basically bending me against her fully naked body.
With my face smooshed against her chest and my hair being yanked back, she continues to pound into me, the sound of the strap slapping against my skin filling the room. She wraps her free arm around my neck, cutting off my air even more.
With barely any wasted movement, she flips me onto my back and repositions the strap-on, now thrusting into me with powerful, consistent strokes. Her muscular chest is heaving with exertion, sweat glistening on her skin.
“Look at me while I fuck you, beautiful. Keep your eyes open. I wanna see how I make my pretty girl feel…”
Her strong hands lift my legs over her shoulders, giving her deeper access. She maintains intense eye contact as she fucks me
“Tell me how much you're enjoying this. Tell me how much you like being treated like a fuck toy.”
She grinds her hips in a circle, hitting that perfect spot inside me.
I feel tears forming in my eyes, leading to her mocking me.
Suddenly, she pulls the strap-on out of me, ignoring my whimpering protests, and drops it to the side. Instead, she dives between my legs, her mouth descending upon my pussy like a ravenous beast.
“Look at you. You’re a fucking mess.” She says in between licks.
She hooks her strong arms under my thighs and locks her fingers together, pulling my legs up and back, opening me up completely to her merciless tongue. She laps hungrily at my most intimate parts, not caring about my cries or the way I wince and squirm beneath her.
“Please! Rhea- I can’t take no more!” I scream out.
She ignores me once again.
She just growls against my folds, the vibrations adding to the intense sensations. She sucks my clit into her mouth, biting down just hard enough to send you over the edge. I let out a blood curdling scream, intertwining her name with it as my body convulses, my core gushing into her waiting mouth.
She drinks up my release greedily, not lifting her face until I’m boneless and sobbing beneath her. She stands up off the bed, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, looking down at my broken form with a cruel smile before walking off to the bathroom.
A/N - I was bored.
Marked
Summary - speculations of you and Rheas relationship finally come to an end as now everyone knows it's true, due to you walking out to your match with black lipstick prints on your body.
RheaRipley X Fem!Reader
Warnings - Pure Smut, Fingering, Oral (Reader receiving.) Strong Language and all that stuffs yk. 😉
Hope you enjoy! <3
“I think you’re gonna love thisss!” My makeup artist, Amanda, says to me. I told her to try something new, anything she wanted that would match my new gear I was debuting tonight.
As Amanda finishes up, I hear footsteps creeping behind me and then two hands on my shoulders, meaning it could only be…
“Guess who.” I hear from behind me.
“Hmm…I don’t know..Samantha? Liv? Rhea? I mean, I have so many girlfriends it’s hard to guess!” I say in a joking manner, suddenly feeling a hard thump on the back of my neck and the sound of a slight giggle.
“Alright! Finished!” Amanda says.
She spins my chair around, facing me towards the mirror. “Oh my god! Mandy, I love it! Thank you!” I say, standing up out of my chair and hugging her tightly. “Okay, Loosen the grip up, Azmina!” Amanda says, slightly breathless due to my grip.
I let out a small laugh and mumble a sorry.
As I turn around, I’m met face to face with my girlfriend, Rhea.
“Damn.” Is all she says.
“What? You don’t like it?” I ask.
“I more than like it. Makes me wanna fuck it off you.” She says..loudly. My response ends with me slapping her arm and my face turning completely red.
“You look good too I guess…” I say to her with a smirk on my face.
Amanda comes up behind us. “Personally, I’d rather see this than LivDom.”
That sending Rhea and I into a laughing spiral.
Amanda is one of the select few who know about Rhea and I being together.
Everyone knows me and her are super close, but they don’t know the full extent.
Rhea and I have tagged together numerous times, which is where the rumors started at to begin with.
Oh, but that’s not just all!
Rhea is very…touchy. She physically can’t keep her hands off me when we’re near one another, so during our matches, when rhea was helping me up, she’d slide her hand across me someway, or she’d hold onto me, pick me up or carry me out, whilst keeping a certain grip on my…lower half.
Always making sure to touch me.
I’ve always had this attraction to her, I mean…just look at her. How could you not?
“Hey. Come on.” Rhea whispers to me, reaching a hand out for me to grab.
“I need to put my gear on anyways.” I take her hand as she leads me to the locker room. Shutting the door behind her after she lets me go in first.
She turns around, walking slowly towards me.
Slowly inching me closer and closer against the far wall.
As she slowly made her way over to me, her eyes not leaving me, she gently pushed me against the wall.
She placed her hands right beside my head, trapping me against the wall, as she leaned in even closer.
Her breath, hitting my neck. Sending chills down my whole body.
I shut my eyes for a moment before opening them back up, my eyes meeting hers as she hovers over me looking down at me.
“Please” I murmur out, barely even understandable.
“See how I make you feel? See how I’m not even touching you, and you’re just begging me to fuck you?” Rhea says in a low tone.
She gently runs her index finger along my jaw as she whispers in my ear.
"See how you shiver when I touch you lightly?"
She then gently touches a sensitive spot on my neck.
“See how your body is telling me just how much you need me? You just can’t help yourself can you? I mean, all I’m doing is standing over you and you just can’t contain yourself. What’s to be done about that, huh?”
My mouth begins to open, but nothing comes out. I look down at the ground in slight embarrassment. I can only think of one thing right now, and that’s how badly I need to feel her.
“Oh come on…use your words baby. Tell me what you want.” She says as she moves her finger and traces under my chin.
“M-my match. I need t..to put my gear on.” I finally get out, slightly jerking to try to get out from under her.
Rhea's smile widens as she notices my attempts to get away from her.
“Oh, is that what you're worried about at the moment? Your little match? Trust me, that's the last thing you need to worry about right now.”
She grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Her eyes, now intense and full of desire.
“You're not going anywhere until I'm finished with you.”
She moves her hand from my chin to my throat, applying just enough pressure to make sure I stay right where I am.
“And I'm still just getting started.”
My eyes, tearing up from the pressure she’s putting on my neck.
She finally crashes her like into mine. Kissing me with the most passion I’ve ever felt. Her lipstick, still slightly wet, as I can feel it imprinted on my skin. She removes her hand from my neck and snakes it down into my shorts.
I feel her smirk against my lips as she feels how wet I am, her fingers slowly teasing my folds.
She lets out a soft chuckle and breaks the kiss. Starting to leave a trail of hickeys down my neck and shoulder, all while her fingers still work at a painfully slow pace.
I let out a soft whimper, signaling I need her to move faster.
“Be patient darling.” She whispers before biting down gently on my shoulder, her fingers now moving only slightly faster than before.
She pulls back to look at me, watching my reactions while her fingers still rub against my clit at a painfully slow pace.
“Look at you, covered in my marks.”
She leans in, and whispers into my ear again, her voice low and sultry.
“Everyone will know who you belong to.”
She moves her other hand to grip my hip, helping hold me against the wall as she continues to move her fingers, now going at a steady fast pace.
“Shit! Rhea- Fuck! Oh my god- I’m..I’m gonna cu..” I’m cut off by her smashing her lips back into mine. Biting my lip hard and pulling on it with her teeth.
Moans begin to slip out, one after another like a broken record player.
She swallows the moans that slips from my lips, biting down on my lip again as she keeps pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
But then she stops.
She pulls away from my lips and looks at me, a smirk on her face.
“Ah ah ah, not yet…”
Rhea looks down at my legs, wobbly and shaking, barely being able to hold myself up.
She gets down on her knees then looks back up at me, a smirk still on her face as she pulls my shorts and underwear all the way down and hooks my leg over her shoulder.
She presses a kiss to the inside of my lower thigh, slowly making her way closer and closer to my core.
She finally reaches my core and runs her tongue up my folds, teasing me slowly as she keeps my leg over her shoulder.
She repeats this action a couple more times, licking and teasing me with her tongue, purposely avoiding my clit.
She finally gives my clit some attention, flicking her tongue over it quickly before sucking it into her mouth.
I feel her insert her 2 fingers deep inside me. Curling them at a slow but harsh pace.
I let out a loud moan, which almost could be mistaken as a scream.
My body begins to tremble. Knees beginning to give out again.
“You’re such a good girl for me. taking my tongue so well.” She says between licks, her voice muffled against me.
“You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you baby? I want you to scream my name. She gives my clit one last hard suck before pulling away slightly, her fingers still moving inside me, but she fastens the pace.
“Come on, Az, be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?”
And that’s what sent me over the edge.
My eyes stay shut but I can feel her smirk as I cum, she watches as my body trembles in pleasure. I open my eyes and watch her beneath me as she slowly licks up all of my cum, savoring the taste.
She finally completely pulls away from me, picking me and my shorts up and carrying me to a locker, sitting me down on the seat of it.
My body still hot, panting and out of breath.
And I still hadn’t gotten my gear on.
“Rhea…please. I need my gear.” I managed to pull out.
She stepz away from me, reaching into the locker and pulling out my gear.
“You better get dressed fast, baby. You have a match to win.”
I grab my underwear from right next to me, as I struggle to put them on, rhea snatches them from me and decides to take matter into her own hands.
She moves her hands down to your waist, slowly pulling my underwear up my legs, her fingers brushing against my still sensitive skin.
I decide to just push through, I stand up, obviously tired, and put my gear on. Which takes me a whopping almost 10 minutes.
I pull my phone out of my bag to check the time.
“Shit!” I yelled.
As i continue putting it on, I notice the marks all over my body.
Her marks.
Black lipstick imprinted all on my thighs, neck, and arms.
She looks at me and sort of giggles.
“Oops?”
I take of my shirt and bra, putting on my top to my gear aswell.
When I finish with that, I grab the mirror from my bag, looking at my messed up lipstick.
“Really, Rhea?”
“You’re just so hot I couldn’t help myself.” She says, shrugging her shoulders and rolling her eyes.
I hurry up and finish up putting my boots on and then I turn to Rhea again and kiss her.
“I love you. I’ll see you after my match!” I say quickly as I run out of the room as I then go to find Amanda.
I find Amanda and ask her to give me a touch up on my makeup.
She sits me down and begins to touch it up. Wiping the marks on my arms and neck off, but clearly unable to remove the permanent ones that Rhea left.
“I don’t even wanna know.” Amanda says.
I just give her an awkward smile and laugh.
After we finish up, I have about 10 minutes before I go out.
I stand in the back behind the entrance curtain, talking with some other superstars just to pass time by.
Then, it’s time for me to go out.
My entrance music hits and I go out like I normally do.
Rhea and I are currently in a feud with Damage Control, so my opponent for tonight is Iyo Sky.
As I’m doing my entrance, I catch a glance at my legs.
Shit.
I forgot the marks on my legs, and if it didn’t help, I forgot my fishnets that go underneath my gear.
I just continue on with my entrance, making my way to the ring, pretending like nothing is different.
After I finish it, RAW goes on commercial.
Leaving me to stand in the ring for a couple of minutes to prepare.
Of course people in the crowd are going to take pictures, but little did I know that I was in for a rude awakening when I got to the back.
Backstage, Rheas phone was blowing up. Messages from many different people, noticing the black marks left on her “tag partners” legs.
I stand in the ring, awaiting the ad break to go off, but I do notice all the phones in the crowd pointed at me, taking videos and pictures.
See, I wouldn’t think nothing of it unless I didn’t have these marks on my legs.
It’s truly not a bad thing for people to find out we are dating. We have to come out with it soon enough, but i didn’t really take this being the way the fans found out.
The lights come back on and it cuts to Iyo Sky coming out.
After Iyo finishes her entrance, we both stand in our corners and then the bell rings.
Iyo looks at me for a second, not moving, but looking me up and down and then slightly laughing whilst rolling her eyes.
I think I know what she was laughing at.
We put on a hell of a match for the crowd, but, during the match, Iyo puts me in a compromising position…really showing the marks on me as she bends and twists my leg in this hold she has me in.
I’m sure the camera had a direct view of the marks now, but I’m almost 99% positive there hasn’t been a point where there wasn’t already a direct view of the marks.
At the last couple seconds of the match, I hit Iyo with a missile dropkick, the impact knocking her across the ring and me falling ti the floor in exhaustion.
We both get up at the same time, having an intense stare down with one another. She runs the ropes but I end up catching her with a punch of my own.
I decide to do something interesting.
I pick her up, preforming the Riptide on her.
Pinning her, with Rheas famous pin.
1.
2.
3.
The bell rings, and I stand up.
Referee, holding one of my arms up as I lick some of the blood from my lip off with my tongue.
The match goes off air and I make my way to the back, stopping to take pictures with people and signing posters, etc.
And when I reach the back, I’m met with a grinning Rhea Ripley.
“How bad is it…” I ask her.
“Let’s just say we’re trending now, and everyone knows about us.”
She runs her hand down my body until she reaches my thigh, her fingers tracing the red marks from the match and the black lipstick marks she left. She brings her mouth up to my ear, whispering to me and making sure her breath tickles my ear.
“Don’t forget the fishnets next time.”
A/N - HIIII! This is probably my favorite fic I’ve written so far. I hope you guys enjoy it! I had so much fun writing it! All feedback is appreciated lovely’s! 🫶🏻🩷
Fantasy (Ghostface)
Part One.
LivMorgan X Fem!Reader X RheaRipley
Warnings - Mentions of blood, knife’s, all that stuff. you can’t watch horror movies, then I’d suggest not to read this. Eventual smut at some point.
Summary - Weird things have been happening lately. You keep getting calls from unknown numbers, every time you answer it, there’s just heavy breathing. Until finally, they speak up.
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Murder.
That’s what is happening in my small town. As long as I’ve lived here, I’ve never known of anything like this to happen.
Maybe a few robberies here and there, but nothing like this.
What makes this even worse is that I’ve been receiving calls from these unknown numbers. Heavy breathing and sometimes this…low pitched growl noise.
I’ve been wondering if this could be the killer, but I always come to a point where I believe it’s just some kids prank calling, trying to scare others.
I work morning shift at my job, meaning I get off later during the day. I work at the diner owned by my mom and dad. I’ve always been here with them, so I know pretty much all of our customers.
Except for the few drunken truck drivers who pass through here and there.
As my shift ends, I tell my parents goodnight and I clock out. I walk outside to my car, get in and go to crank it up.
But...
It wasn't starting.
"Shit!" | screamed.
All I wanted was to go home and get some sleep.
Tomorrow is halloween. So the diners gonna be busy and I have to fix up some of the decorations out front.
I pull my phone out, seeing if I can call a taxi to come and get me.
I get a call.
"UNKNOWN NUMBER" again..
"Hello?" I say aloud.
No response. Only loud, heavy breathing.
The deep breathing was the only response I was getting. No words, no hello, no greeting...Just the breathing.
“Hello?” I say again.
“You know... you're not supposed to answer calls at this hour..” A voice finally speaks up. Its deep. Raspy.
“Who is this?” I ask.
“No no.. I ask the questions.” The person says to me.
The voice chuckled a bit, before clearing their throat. “Do you like scary movies, Lorelei?”
“How do you know my name?”
“Nuh uh, answer the fucking question bitch.” The voice says to me.
“No- What? Why does it-Just..please stop calling me!” I hang up.
My heart dropped. What the fuck was that.
I try my car one more time.
It finally cranks.
I don’t think I’ve ever drove home faster. As soon as I stepped in the door, I slammed it shut and made sure to lock it. I went around, checking my windows and doors..making sure no one could open them.
I was scared shitless.
I sit down on my couch, trying to calm myself down.
“It’s just a prank, that’s all.” I said to myself, breathing in and out.
After about 15 minutes of repeating this and breathing in and out, I go upstairs to my bedroom. Ready to wash this day away.
I grab my clothes, and walk to my bathroom.
I shut the door behind me, making sure to lock it as I was still paranoid, and placed my clothes on the sink. I turn the water on in the shower, steam immediately beginning to fill the air. I get undressed and step in.
I begin washing my hair, but suddenly I hear the bathroom door knob wiggling as if someone is attempting to open it.
I shrugged it off, thinking it’s just my mind playing tricks on me.
But it happens again.
This time, I stick my head out, watching the doorknob rattle.
I turn the water off slowly.
Suddenly, loud banging on the door begins.
I scream but cover my mouth immediately, as if the person doesn’t know I’m in here.
“I know you’re in there. I can hear you.” This person speaks out behind the door.
I look at the counter, my phone not there as I left it in the bedroom.
“Shit!” I scream.
“Ahhh there you are.” Says the person.
The banging and rattling begins again.
I rush out of the shower. Grabbing my clothes and throwing them on.
I was not about to die naked.
“Open the door. I’m not gonna hurt you. Come on..I just want to have a little fun, yeah?”
Holding back tears, I run and stand on my toilet, trying to open the window that sits above it.
My heart rapidly beating, palms becoming sweaty. Filled with instant panic, fear for my life.
I finally get it open, but the only thing is, I’m on the second floor.
Suddenly the door is broken down, a tall black figure rushing at me with a knife.
I decide to take the risk, I jump out of the window. Landing on the patch of grass next to my driveway.
The land twisted my knee but I can’t stop due to that. I get up and run as fast as I can to a nearby house, banging on the door.
“PLEASE HELP, THERES SOMEONE AFTER ME! HELLO? PLEASE!!!” I scream whilst banging on the door.
The door opens up, an older lady asking me if I’m alright.
I beg her to call the cops, too tell them someone’s in my house, and she does just so.
She sat me on her couch, wet and all. She gives me a towel and a blanket, telling me the cops should be arriving soon.
Small Time Jump!
After arriving at the hospital, the nurses put me in a room. Checking me out to make sure I’m okay, also checking my knee to see what happened. When the nurses are done, the cops follow in after them.
The cops sit down, now asking me questions about what happened exactly.
I tell them everything I knew. Including the calls I thought may have been random kids.
After about an hour of talking with the cops, they leave me be.
Sometime after, my mom and dad came in.
She ran into my arms, tears immediately falling from both of our eyes.
Everything felt okay at the moment.
“Baby I’m so glad you’re okay.” My mom says.
My dad following behind her. “Me too.” He too comes up to me and hugs me.
“I was so scared..” I speak up, my voice slightly raspy due to my screaming.
“You’ll be okay baby. You’re a strong girl.” My mom caresses my face with her hand.
I nod my head.
“Are you hungry?” My dad asks. “I can run to the diner and make you something?”
“Uhm- Yeah. I am. Thank you, dad.” I smile at him.
He nods to me and then walks out.
“I’m gonna go find a restroom, hunny. I’ll be right back, okay?”
I smile at my mom and nod in affirmation.
After my mom walked out, the nurse followed in after her. “Your mom’s on the line.”
My mom?
It was probably my dad, using mom’s phone.
I pick the phone up. “Hello? Dad?” I ask.
A deep voice responds. “Guess again.”
No.
Oh god.
“What do you want from me..” I ask, tears once again forming in my eyes.
“All I want is for you to answer my questions. Can you do that?
“You’re not gonna leave me alone are you?” I question.
“That all depends on your answers.” The person says. “Tell me, Lorelei..Do you like scary movies?”
“Mhm”
“What’s your favorite..scary movie?”
I answer, holding back my tears and sobs. “I- It’s..The Exorcist.”
The killer lets out a slight laugh. “Good pick.” They say.
“I’ll start you off on some easy questions okay? Let’s say a…practice round, yeah?”
“Okay.” I mumble out.
“Friday the 13th. How did Jason die?”
“I- he uhm…I don’t-..” I get cut off.
“Oh come on..don’t say you don’t know? Think, Lori.”
“Drowned. He drowned!” I say.
“Ding ding ding! Correct!”
“Just a couple more..When did the original IT movie come out?
“1990! I know this one!” I say. Getting a bit more confident in myself.
“Mhm, good job, alright.. last one, What is the song played at the beginning of Halloween II?”
“Mr Sandman! Yes, I know this one!” I scream slightly.
“Wow! Someone knows their stuff…” The person says.
“I won right?! Did I win?” I ask.
“Oh no no..that was just the practice round, remember?”
“Time for the real round. What item did Nancy pull out of her dream in Nightmare of Elm Street?”
“What? I- how am I supposed to know this? I don’t..”
“Don’t leave me hanging Lori! Come on…I’m sure you know it.”
“I don’t- I’ve never seen that movie! Please.”
“What’s the answer lori?”
“I don’t know!”
“Is that your final answer?”
“I- fuck!” I hang up the phone.
I get up off the hospital bed and try to run to the hallway, but suddenly I’m grabbed.
“You hung up in my face Lorelei! That’s not very nice…”
The killer grabs my face, shoving a rag in my face.
One second I’m awake.
The next, I’m not.
A/N - Hi again! This is only part one to the story, if it seems a bit rushed, that’s cause it is. I wrote this quickly, just to see and get a feel of what I really wanted. I promise part two will be much much better!

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Vampires Aren’t Real…”
summary - You just had a match with Rhea Ripley, during the match, after Rhea hit you so hard it busted your lip, she licked the blood off her hands and fingers. Backstage, you asked her why she decided to do that.
Warnings - Blood, Suggestive Explicit Content, Choking, Gagging and all that good stuff! (No smut! If you guys like this one, I’ll make a part two with smut. 😉)
You currently are in a match against the Women’s World Champion, Rhea Ripley, for her title.
Rhea had punched you so hard, she busted your lip. You saw a devious look on her face when the blood started running.
Almost as if she…did it on purpose?
She rolled back in the ring, right in front of the camera, and licked her fingers and hand of your blood.
Rhea had done this before of course, but she looked like she enjoyed that a bit too much.
You finally get back up to your feet, rolling in the ring yourself.
You tried to punch her, but she blocked you, grabbing your fist.
“You’re to weak..” She says to me.
She twisted your arm, bending you ways the human body shouldn’t bend.
You let out a blood curdling scream.
Blood still running down your busted open lip.
You probably need stitches for it.
She slowly, but strongly pushes you down to the ground on your knees. Overpowering you completely.
Rhea has an intense glare on her face as she looks down at you, slightly tilting her head and smirking.
Then…
She head-buts you.
She picks your weak body off the ground and lifts you up for the riptide.
Rhea pins you with her famous pin, and…
1…2…3.
You’re layed flat out on the mat. Out of breath, eyes closed.
Rhea rolls off top of you, sitting on the ground with that same grin on her face.
As the ref brings Rhea her title, she stands up, takes it and walks back over to you, leaning down over your face.
She reached out, grabbed your hair to hold your head steady, and wiped your face with the title.
You squirm in pain, Rhea literally shoving the cold and rigid surface on your open gash.
She pulls the now bloody title back, and grins at it for a split second. Like she physically enjoys doing this to you.
She brings the title to her face and licks your blood off it.
“What the fuck.” You mumble out.
She starts laughing hysterically before backing up and exiting the ring.
All 3 matches you’ve had, she’s made you bleed and you’ve spotted her licking the blood off of herself.
But this…this was different.
After she walks to the back, you exit a minute or two after her, your legs wobbly from the riptide you just took.
You get to the back, walking to the locker room.
One of the medical workers comes up to you and asks to check your lip but you tell them you’ll check back later.
All you wanna do is get changed into something comfortable and get the drying blood off of your face.
As you enter the locker room, you’re met with Rhea.
She’s sitting on the bench, just staring.
“Good job out there.” She says to me, nonchalantly.
“Thanks.” You say to her, slightly smiling.
You walk to your cubby in the locker room, grabbing your bag so you can clean off in the bathroom and get changed.
You turn around and now, Rhea and you are face to face.
She’s holding a wet napkin.
“Can I?” She asks. Motioning to the napkin.
You nod your head.
She places one hand on the side of your head, and brings the other with the cold napkin in hand up to your lip.
You flinch at first due to the sting.
She gently wipes it off, being as careful as possible.
“Rhea.” You say.
“Hmm?” She pulls back to look at you. Removing her hand and throwing the bloody napkin away.
“What was that out there? The whole…blood thing.” You say.
Her face, inches away from yours.
You feel a sense of coldness radiating in the room now.
Rhea doesn’t answer your question.
She just inches closer to you.
And closer…
Your eyes widen.
What is she doing?
She presses up against you. Moving her face in the crook of your neck.
You feel her suddenly…smell you?
She pushes harder against you.
Her body.
Suddenly cold as ice.
“Do you believe in Vampires..?” She asks you.
“Why- are you asking me that?” You breathily ask.
She pulls back from the crook of your neck.
“Just answer me.” She says.
“I like the idea of them…I think they’re cool, but they don’t exist.” You say.
“Wrong.” Rhea says.
What is she talking about?
Rhea leans into your neck once more.
She licks the side of your neck.
“Shit!” You blurt out. “Rhea, what if someone comes in here! The doors open!” You say to her.
Suddenly, you feel a rush of wind.
A blink of the eye.
Somehow the door is now shut.
Rhea pressed against you exactly the same as before. As if time hasn’t passed.
Oh my god.
“Holy shit.” You blurt out again.
“I’m gonna ask you again. Do you believe in Vampires?” She says to me.
“I- I can’t…What’s going on. Rhea, what- what was that.” I ask her, now freaked out as ever.
You wonder if you’re having a nightmare or something.
“No. You’re not having a nightmare.” She says to me.
What the fuck. How did she know what you were thinking?
Rhea suddenly takes her hand and places it around your neck.
Slowly squeezing.
“Out of everyone I’ve tasted…you by far are the best tasting human.”
“Shit, Rhea, please…don’t hurt me.” You say to her.
“I’m not gonna hurt you. I wouldn’t dream of it.” She says, even though you feel her grip tighten even more.
But…as she tightened her grip, you can feel yourself growing wet.
You look at Rhea, dead in the eyes. The mood changing between you two. You were scared just a moment ago, but now…you were as horny as ever.
She suddenly leans into you, kissing your lips.
You close your eyes. She removes her hand from your throat, now moving it down your sides.
You kiss her back, as passionately as possible.
The wound on your lip, burning, as you two make out.
But you liked it.
You liked how you felt.
You could taste your own blood.
Rhea pulls away to look at you.
Rhea leans back into your neck, but this time…she connects her mouth to it.
At first she was just giving a regular hickey, and then…
She bit you.
You groaned in pain, but the pain subsided into pleasure.
You could feel her actually drinking your blood.
You fucking love it.
You feel Rheas hands sliding down onto your boobs, finally reaching them. Each time she takes a swallow of your blood, she squeezes your breasts.
She pulls back from your neck once more.
Her face, covered in blood.
You feel the blood dripping down your neck.
She takes her fingers and wipes it off your neck.
“Open your mouth.” She says in a demanding tone.
You do what she says, and open your mouth.
She shoves her fingers in your mouth, wiping the blood on your tongue and she pushed her fingers down your throat.
You slightly gag at this sensation, but fuck do you like it.
She pulls her fingers back out and you close your eyes for a moment due to exhaustion.
You feel her let go and back away from your body.
You open your eyes then one moment she’s there.
The next, she’s gone.
( AN - Hellooo! Once again, I’m new to writing. I didn’t have time to proof read so if there is anything missing or misspelled, that’s my fault! Any tips and advice is much appreciated! 💋)