#vamp!titus danforth

okay now that those are over we'll get onto the more fun things, consider this your warning. you have been warned, the following content is not for people who can't handle things such as: lowkey porn with a bit of plot, descriptive smut, uses of blood, f reader receiving oral while menstruating, fingering, unprotected intercourse. that's all, other than that, happy reading once again, please enjoy.

you were in bed. your beloved husband, titus, told you not to wait up for him, said something about that he'd be held up with some meetings for the council, blah, blah, blah. you weren't really paying attention since you were on the couch snacking onto something while watching your favorite programme on the tv, at that time, to let him know you were paying attention you just agreed, something alongside telling him to be safe and that you love him.

you were peacefully sleeping only the sound of the bedroom door opening causing you to stir slightly, you couldn't really sleep without him, not deep sleep at least, your confused sleepy eyes adjusting as you took the imagine of him staring to change for bed.

"hey, how was the—" you begin to ask but got interrupted mid was by a yawn as you rubbed slightly at your eyes so you'd wake up more.

he was pulling his shirt off his head before unzipping his trousers while siting down on the bed pushing them down and off his legs "it went surprisingly well, m'sorry for waking you up." he told you as he finished getting ready to get in next to you.

as he pulled the blanket upwards, to join you under it, it hit him, causing him to freeze for a moment, just enough for you to notice it. "what's wrong, my love?" you spoke in that tired sleepy tone, you expected and answer back, or at least something back, but he silently pulled the blanket off you completely and starred at you. you were wearing one of your silk pants and blouse pajama sets, which just confirmed his instinct, you were only wearing those if you were on your period. otherwise it would've been night dresses, with pretty lace details. "titus? what's going on, handsome?" you shifted slightly in a more sitting position on the bed and hesitantly tried to reach out to cup his face but he caught your wrist bringing the back of your hand to his lips, pressing his lips to it in something that can barely be called a kiss.

he starred at you taking you in, you were perfect, just what he needed afterwards a long day of having to listen to the members of the council either complaining or speaking nonsense. "i've just missed my girl, such a long day apart from you.." he began as he leaned forwards in-between your legs, his right hand stroking gently at your face as his left one traveled down your side to the waistband of the pajama trousers you were wearing. your own hand moving to cover his, not the one on your cheek but the one who was pulling gently at your trousers.

"we can't–" his lips moving to form a smile which was covering a wolfish grin. "why can't we, pretty?" he spoke his voice dripping with faux innocence, as he kept his right hand against your cheek his thumb gently caressing at your warm skin, he knew why, he also knew you were embarrassed to say it. "we just can't, okay?" that didn't cut it for him, he pressed a kiss to your forehead before pulling off the bed disappearing out of room, coming back with a towel, dark colored. "i don't understand..?" as you watched him walk around the bed to your side and laying it down onto the white sheets.

"be a sweet girl for me, yeah? and get on top of this" his words immediately waking you up more, you looked at him like he was a madman. "you're crazy–" you huffed as you thought he was teasing or not being serious. "no, no, not crazy, just hungry, c'mon.." he hummed as he patted the towel a little more serious now, he had a hell of a long day, barely got to eat anything and now to let to this go to waste?

he removed swiftly your trousers down your legs putting them down onto the carpet nicely folded, he his hands moving to your thighs running up and down gently. "i won't keep you up long.." which you both know it was a lie. he liked taking his time with you when you were menstruating, knew you were more sensitive, so he was gentle. his finger slipping to pry open your thighs, gripping your panties by the strings resting on your hips and pulling them down. "let me take care of this." he hummed as he removed your pad from your underwear, he always hated those things, absorbing the blood, he could be feasting on instead? waste of money in his opinion, his tongue felt better and was free. he discharged it into the bathroom bin before returning to you.

he growled as he saw it, the small drip of the crimson liquid leaking out of in-between your legs, he sat down onto the bed and lined up his mouth with your pussy his intense gaze not once leaving yours watching you as he was almost like silently asking for your permission "just get onto it already.." you murmured quietly trying to sound unbothered by it but it quickly fell into a moan as his tongue licked up that drip straight clean. "don't even think about teasing" you spoke shakily as he pulled away enough to hum against it. "don't worry, pretty, y'know i don't like playin with my food." the tip of his nose poked straight against your clit as you let out a muffled whine, his tongue slipping thought your folds hungrily a gruff groan slipping from the back of his throat straight into you causing goosebumps to run over your skin.

he kept sucking, restlessly, his tongue pulling whimpers from your lips as your hand itched to grab onto his hair, hovering just close by. you let out a pathetic upset noise as he stopped to speak "you can touch me, know you want to, look at you.. so pretty, gettin all fuzzy from my tongue, sweet girl?" he smirked as he pressed messy kisses to your inner thighs feeling him as he smudged them with the blood still on his lips and chin. "titus.." you pouted quietly more of a moan than pout, as your fingers ran thought his hair before gripping onto it. "be a big girl, yeah? tell me what you need, sweetheart." he knew when you got fuzzy like this you couldn't think straight, he could tell by your glassy pretty eyes too, you needed him to constantly keep you from turning into a mess.

you guided his head back onto your aching cunt desperately trying to shift against his tongue, his hands coming to still your hips making you sit still. "words, sweetheart" his voice shifting a notch more serious as he watched you throw your head back against the bed frustrated "i need you, need your mouth on me.." he hummed approvingly as he resumed his work now focusing at your clit, rather than shoving his tongue in you. you moved your fingers down wanting to shove them inside yourself, but your swat your hand away gently, two of his fingers filling you up instead.

"shh shh, just like that baby.. taking everything so well." he praises as his fingers curl up to that painfully pleasurable spot that makes you cry out. "titus.. m'close–" he pulled them back almost all the way leaving just the tips of them inside and then drove them back inside, over and over again while listening to your sweet voice breaking. he took his fingers out drenched in blood, and brought them to his mouth spitting on them as he then pressed them against your clit, rubbing painfully slow circles there as he swiftly moved to free himself from his boxers.

he wanted you to cum on his cock, to feel you clench around him as you finally shattered, he lined himself up with your hole rubbing the head of it through your folds. "such a messy girl.." he teased as he watched you stain himself with blood too. "please, please, please–" you pleaded as you tried to get him to stop messing around and just shove it inside you "i know, pretty, i know.. just be good a little while longer, okay?" he told you as he removed his fingers, leaving you completely without any friction, he licked them clean.

he gave him cock a few lazy strokes as he then drove it in you, his hands grabbing your thighs as handlers and guided your legs over his shoulders. his thrusts were deep, each one hitting right where you needed them to. "like that? that wanted you needed, sweet girl?" he learned towards his bloodied lips inches from the shell of your ear "was that it, huh? telling me we can't and then cleanching around me like that.. that's not nice, is it?" his voice teasing, mocking, he knew you were barely comprehending what was happening anymore, just fuzzy and dumb. "titus.." you managed to blabble looking up at him, the sight making him speed up wanting to give you what you desperately needed.

he felt your legs trembling against his shoulders and didn't stop you came spasming around him driving him right over the edge too. "fuck. there we go.. see? i told you we could" his voice filled with warmness, filling you up with his cum, resting his forehead against yours, he would kiss you, he really would but his mouth was still a bloody mess. "we should.. go wash up" your spoke barely even present as you were still coming down from your high. he hummed in agreement pulling himself off the bed, helping you up and you made your way into the bathroom already running a shower for both. he remained inside the bedroom for a little while longer to take the towel off the bed and bring into the bathroom your pajama trousers and underwear.

inside the bathroom he threw the towel onto the basket with laundry and helped you out of your blouse as well as shoving down his boxers all the way, eventually joining you under the warm water running down her body.