#ahs 5

sorry if this took me so long but as I said in the last post I have been sick

"WILL YOU BE MRS MARCH?" - sub!james x dom!fem!reader (smut)

CW: cussing, explict sexual speaking, dirty talk, pussy licking, nipple sucking, p in v penetration, begging (james), cumming

PROLOGUE: you were a vampire and you had replaced the countess since she didn't want to lead as she used to. elizabeth felt mortified after her death so you took over her place, her room and even her habits. james was absolutely mesmerized by this so you definitely caught his attention.

SUMMARY: james visited you in your room and unexpectedly fell in love with you.

"come in" you said as you heard someone knocking at your room door.

you were peacefully enjoying wine, sat on your luxury couch and wearing your favorite silk dress.

you lifted your head and saw the big doors opening and revealing a male figure entering.

"I just killed the man you asked me to kill" james said to you. you had commissioned him to kill your ex boyfriend, he had cheated on you and since you were the fucking countess now, you decided to let him pay for what he had done.

"well done" you calmly said.

james slowly walked towards the couch you were sitting on and looked at you.

"why did you want me to do it?" he asked.

"my dear, killing a man like him means dirtying your own hands of shit"

"was he a piece of shit?"

"absolutely." you sharply answered.

"did he treat you bad? like, you knew each other?" he asked. his facial expression became more worried.

"I don't talk about my past." you said and stood up to take another glass of wine.

"would you like to join me, mr march?" you asked him. it was kinda sexy the way you said that which made james accepting instantly.

"take a sit" you invited mr march to sit next to you and so he did.

"you look gourgeous, miss y/l/n" he unexpectedly said.

you gave him a glass of red wine and acted like he didn't say anything. after about two minutes of awkward silence, he spoke - "perhaps it's the dress... or the hair or the makeup... but you are beautiful, my dear...".

you stopped drinking and turned your head to look at james. he suddenly moved his hand and placed it on yours. you jolted at the touch and your eyes widened as james kissed your lips. the hand that first touched yours moved to your cheek caressing it, meanwhile the other hand rested on your hip. he had such a firm grip.

it was quite shocking for you until you realized how good that kiss was. maybe james was just a good kisser, but you felt a bunch of butterflies filling your stomach.

you ended the contact and looked into james's eyes. "I fell in love with you" james said. he suddenly stood up and kneeled in front of you. he took your hands and spoke - "I need you to ride me" he whimpered.

you looked at him and slowly brought his hands under your dress. "earn me" you sexily said to turn him on.

james gasped as you made him touch your entrance. "take my panties off" you whispered into his ear.

he didn't hesitate and immediately did so without breaking the eye contact.

once he took them off, he opened your legs wider revealing your cunt to his eyes. he looked breathless and immediately dived inside.

you moaned as his tongue touched your clit and you almost closed your legs because of the sudden pleasure.

you started moving under his touch and grabbed a handful of his hair. james licked it faster so that you could cum quickly into his mouth.

your waist was moving in sync with his tongue movements and you were definitely enjoying every second of that.

"I-I'm c-cumming..." you moaned. james did not answer you, he just didn't take his mouth off you but he kept licking your pussy instead. he understood that you were about to release so he added two fingers into you.

this move made you cry out and instantly cum all over his fingers and tongue.

"you taste delicious" he commented while savouring your liquid. he stood up and impatienty kissed you making you taste yourself too.

"did I earn you now?" he asked whimpering a bit. you could see his desire in his eyes to get fucked by you.

"yes... you did" you said still breathless for the orgasm you just had before. you stood up and took james's suit off and then you pulled his boxer down. you pushed him on your couch and placed yourself on him.

james looked at you from the bottom and had his hands on your hips. you took his face and roughly kissed his lips, making this kiss the most beautiful one you've ever had.

you smooched on the couch for a while until the sound of your lips smacking ceased. you had put his hard cock inside your entrance making gasp both of you at the same time.

james's grip got stronger on your hips and he leaned his head back in overexcitement.

"oh my god darling... faster..." he whined. you didn't listen to him and kept thrusting very slowly but harshly at the same time.

"oh... fuck..." he groaned. "please... please go faster..." he begged you driving you with his hands to make you bounce faster.

"I-I'm cumming..." he warned you but you immediately slowed down. "not yet baby" you said to him smirking.

you decided to have mercy on that poor man so you increaed the speed of your thrusts but you wanted to hear him beg for you anyway.

you took your dress off exposing your breasts because you were wearing no bra before. james widened his eyes and immediately grabbed one of your breast in his hand. he bended over and put the other nipple into his mouth so you were forced to lean your head back in excitement.

"don't stop darling... d-don't stop" he whimpered.

"cum for me" you said and james let himself cum releasing his seed and coating your walls. his cum leaked out a bit but you didn't dirty much.

"will you be mrs march?" james asked you.

"I'll think about it" you said smirking and making smirk him too.

reminder: requests are always open and you can request about whoever you want. currently taking requests for ahs only!

taglist: @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @charsdunkie @imdeaddearnotstupid

pairings; small mentions of liz taylor x tristan duffy

rating; pg!

warnings; slight harsh language, dark humour, gore

“Alright, everything’s almost done here. What do you think?” Liz asked Miss Evers, smiling brightly. The Cortez was now fully styled with the most beautiful Christmas decor. Now normally, the ghosts weren’t too fussed on doing anything for the most festive season of them all, as they say. But this year, everyone had different ideas for Christmas time.

“It’s wonderful! Just wonderful!” Miss Evers practically squealed. Her eyes sparkled when she watched Liz turn the lights on. Not a single spot in the hotel was missing decorations.

“Gotta say, you guys sure as hell have outdone yourselves with all this.” Sally said, now sitting at the bar lighting a cigarette.

Liz poured some beverages for the three after she’d finished adding some last touches around the bar. Iris soon walked in with yet another tray of her homemade baked goods.

“Christ Iris I don’t think we’re all that bad..” Liz laughed, taking a glance at the amount of food set out.

“Trust me, the men in here eat like horses. You’re Tristan is one of ‘em.” Iris chuckled.

Miss Evers looked at everything with pure amazement. She’d never seen such a glorious sight for a very, very long time. From what she remembered, no one back in her day put this much effort in. It was a lovely change of scenery.

“Oh.. didn’t you not bake mini slices of the lemon, custard cake?” Miss Evers questioned Iris. Liz barely stopped herself from letting out a giggle. Of course the lemon custard cake slices had vanished. Tristan’s ultimate favourite, might I add.

Iris let out a loud gasp when she realised they’d disappeared. “THOSE LITTLE SHITS!!!” she yelled, storming back downstairs. Earning a slight snigger from Sally. Liz and Miss Evers both looked at each other and cringed. Iris’s obvious assumption had been Holden and the rest of the blood infected children who were current residents in the Cortez.

“I’m surprised the Countess hasn’t given those kids an ass whooping yet,” Sally scoffed.

“Speaking of the Countess..” Liz said, sipping her martini. They all watched the Countess strut down in her heels to the ground floor, with what they assumed was her new ‘boy toy.’

Her outfit was full of the colour red and they had to admit, the dress was dazzling.

“Heading out to get laid.. again.” Sally’s eyes followed her until she was right out the doors. Liz just shrugged her shoulders and began fiddling with her rings.

Will suddenly approached them all with the biggest grin on his face. He’d dug out one of his sharpest suits for tonight. He was a man who greatly enjoyed Christmas time. Though, his smile fell when he looked around to see barely anyone here.

“Where the hell is everyone?” He shrieked. They’d demanded he came to the annual Christmas Eve party down at the bar, so he wondered why no one else had shown up and if it would just be him.

“Most probably getting ready. The place will be full of the majority of us soon.” Liz stated.

“Everyone but the Countess.” Miss Evers added in, Will just rolled his eyes and snuck behind the bar for a drink.

Soon enough, Tristan, Alex, and a few other ghosts had decided to show their faces. Iris also returned and had baked some more treats.

“Uh, where’s March?” Tristan blurted out, chewing on a mouthful of food. Miss Evers had to cringe at that name. A name that was once music to her ears. Now, it was a distant memory.

“Well I suppose it wouldn’t be a proper party in the Cortez without her dearest creator!” James smiled smugly as he appeared out of thin air. He signalled for Liz to fish out the absinthe.

“Oo, bring out the tequila shots whilst you’re at it!” Will beamed with excitement, winking at Sally who was now grinning wickedly. James sat down as he slowly tapped his foot to the beat of ‘Rocking Around the Christmas Tree’ which was currently playing in the background. He hated modern music, but surprisingly, the modern Christmas songs that had been made weren’t too bad for his liking.

Miss Evers shifted uncomfortably in her chair, feeling less confident now that Mr March was here. She hated the times where he’d stare intensely at her, forcing her to look right back into his dark, daring eyes. After everything he’d done, he still had the nerve to try and intimidate her.

Tristan watched closely as Will went through multiple tequila shots, immediately darting his eyes elsewhere when Will caught him looking.

“I’ll give you ten bucks if you drink five in a row.” Will challenged him.

“I’m dead, what the fuck would I spend it on. And no, because i’m saving more room for food..”

“Of course you are!” Will giggled, slurring his words. He was clearly pissed already. It didn’t take too long for him to get wasted when it came to unlimited drinking.

James stared at him blankly, wondering why the man was already so drunk.

The speakers had just changed the music over and Mariah Carey’s ‘All I want for Christmas’ had began to play. Will gasped loudly and jumped out of his seat.

“Will.. please don’t..” Liz begged, knowing EXACTLY what was coming next.

“I.. DON’T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS..”

“Oh for fucks sake..” Iris muffled whilst covering her face with her hands.

“THEEEEREE IS JUST ONE THING I NEEEED!!!”

Mr March and Sally shared the same confused look, guzzling down their drinks as they stared at the ex fashion designer in shock.

“I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE PRESENTS..” Will climbed up onto the bar, kicking over James’ drink which spilled all over the now raging ghost.

Liz’s hand flew to her mouth as she saw the look on Mr March’s face as he slowly stared up at Will.

“UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREEEEEEE..”

“Dude, for the love of god fucking stop..” Tristan winced as Will kept getting louder and louder, now stomping his feet on top of the bar.

“I JUST WANT YOU FOR MY OWN..” He sang cheerfully, pointing multiple fingers all around the room for no reason whatsoever.

Miss Evers watched as James struggled to clean his suit with a handkerchief. She was slightly tempted to help her former boss, but stopped herself and just began to laugh at the helpless ghost.

“MOOOOORE THAN YOU COULD EVER KNOW!”

Tristan stuck his fingers in his ears and groaned miserably. Sally giggled maniacally and pulled out her phone, quickly pressing the record button.

“MAKE MY WISH COME TRUUUUUUEEEEOOOOOOEEEEOOO…”

The other ghosts looked at Will with disgust, sighing at his horribly high pitched notes.

“ALL I WANT… FOR CHRISTTMAAAAAAASSSS.. IIIIIISSSSS…”

They all stared in horror as Will’s feet were dangling off the edge of the bar. He was waving his arms around in the air as he just managed to get through half of the last words to the intro of the song.

CRASH!

And with that, the drunkenly current hotel owner fell straight to the floor, multiple glasses flying off the shelves on the wall as he bounced right off the lot of them.

Tristan and Sally burst into a fit of roaring laughter when they realised it had all been recorded.

Liz and Iris rushed to help him, James just scowled sourly and instructed Liz to make him another drink. He scowled even further when all the worried barmaid did was help pick up Will from the floor.

They managed to get Will sat down, surprised he hadn’t knocked himself out. Iris went to go fetch some ice for his now bruised eye whilst Tristan and Sally were still sat sniggering.

It was even closer to midnight now. The ghosts knew that they’d countdown til the very last second of the twenty fourth of December. Happily wishing each other a very Merry Christmas with some fresh drinks. Perhaps even James’ absinthe..

The Countess had returned from her little Christmas night out.. alone. She headed straight to the bar in desperation of provoking the spirits in the Cortez.

“Oh.. you’re back,” Liz smiled sarcastically. James fumbled for his handkerchief once again to cover the stain on his suit. Which unfortunately for him, was right at his crotch. Slightly indicating he’d pissed himself.

“Darling!” Mr March spoke out nervously. The Countess only looked in his direction before frowning and looking away again.

“Where’s you’re, uh.. plaything.” Tristan spat, looking her up and down with disgust. She only smirked and that gave him his answer.

She noticed the missing glass bottles, wondering if they’d been used or had smashed. Perhaps Will’s black eye would explain it..

The room was silent. Everyone just slowly drank whatever glasses of alcohol they had, not making much eye contact with one another.

“Not even a simple ‘hello’ for you’re finest Christmas entertainment?” The Countess tutted teasingly.

Tristan and Iris were the only ones to look up, giving her a harsh, cold glare.

The ghosts hadn’t noticed just yet, but a guest had waltzed in through the front doors, noticing all the people that were hanging around in the bar. No one was at the front desk, so the poor woman had no choice but to go up to the bar and ask if anyone had seen any of the staff.

“Hello..” the woman called out, catching everyone’s attention the minute her voice echoed throughout the Cortez.

“Hi..” Liz replied back, offering the young lady a drink.

“Do any of you work here at all? I know it’s Christmas tomorrow and some places aren’t open.. but I was wondering if you guys had anything at all for the night?” Everyone looked at one another, grinning and putting their attention back on the soon to be, deceased female.

“Oh honey, we’ve got plenty of room for you. Are you sure it’s just the one night?” Liz grinned, staring at Tristan who began to giggle softly.

“Yeah, just one night if that’s alright..”

“You know, you can always become a permanent resident, perhaps it would be much more fitting..” The Countess smiled, licking her lips.

The woman furrowed her brows in confusion, growing quite uncomfortable.

“No, no.. I don’t really want to stay for longer than just a night..” the girl fired back. James sat up and walked towards the young woman, his shoes lightly tapped on the marble flooring.

“Well my dear, it seems you don’t have a choice..”

Everyone launched themselves at the girl, brutally stabbing and beating her with anything they could find. Will still sat on his chair, his head slowly spinning in small circles as he began to feel dizzy.

Just then, the timer went off for midnight. All the ghosts stared down at the corpse of the Cortez’s newest resident. Smiling at each other with crimson blood trickling down their clothes and soft skin.

“Merry Christmas!!!” They all cheered.

They turned around to the loud creek of Will’s chair, and seeing him ready to pass out.

No actual plot just filthy smut (which might not be filthy to you, but it is to me can’t believe I wrote this jsdgjdgndj)

Warnings: smut, oral, fingering, blood/drinking blood, penetration

Word count: 1453

A/N: lol this is my first ever finished and published smut so please go easy on me. Ending is kinda rushed and bad sorry 😭 I might add more parts to this because I have ideas :) Enjoy!