#vampire!deadpool

word count: 1.2k (proof read like…once)

description: you’ve known wade was a vampire for a bit, but things start to change when he desperately needs to feed off of you

warnings and tags: vampires, murder mentioned, blood, blood play (if you squint i guess?), suggestive, implied nsfw at the end, biting, gender neutral reader (lemme know if i missed anything!)

notes: i was giggling and kicking my feet writing this i love my brain omg. sub vampire!deadpool #needthatsobad

enjoy happy valentines day cuties mwah mwah!!!

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it was definitely not the craziest thing he’s told you.

the mercenary work, him knowing mutants, the multiversal shenanigans.

him telling you that he’s a vampire on top of that did not shock you.

it confused you, sure, you definitely had a million questions but, again, you rolled with it, not the craziest thing he’s told you!

he would tell you, in great detail whether you asked for it or not, how he would feed off of the people he killed.

“i mean no one else has found out, i would just be a quick slice to the neck and bam, i get right in there!”.

you nodded, almost numb to this point of hearing the grotesque sound of his mercenary missions. “so…i guess you have a…never ending supply, per say?”.

he nodded joyfully “yup! it’s like a walking talking grocery store! or…pharmacy?…is it like drugs?…well i don’t know if i could take it that far but this is already a lot but it doesn’t compare to the other guy i fed off of the other night-“.

“wade” you said sweetly, taking his hands in yours “i understand”

he sighed softly at the contact and nodded.

“thank you baby, so glad i told you and not like…blade”.

you titled your head and giggled “who’s that?”.

wade shook his head “you don’t wanna know”.

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it’s now been months of the same routine, nothing disrupting that…you wouldn’t call it peace, per say, but your normal.

you were now reading on the couch, bowl of grapes on the side table, lost in a coming of age novel you picked the other week.

wade’s been gone for hours, maybe longer than usual, usually whenever that happens, it’s just him getting side tracked, so you didn’t worry too much.

that is, until wade walked through the door, looking more tired than usual.

you looked up from your book and smiled at him “welcome home wade”.

he gave you a slightly playful salute back, not feeling or looking energized whatsoever.

you titled your head in worry, eyes roaming up and down his body in worry “you okay baby?”.

he nodded “yeah, i’m just tired, y’know?” it’s late, like it must be midnight or something. matter of fact, how are you still up? you loveeeeeee sleeping early, it’s kind of a buzz kill sometimes-“.

“wade” you interrupted “it’s 8:30PM…it’s not that late”.

his eyes darted to the other side of the room to avoid your gaze “oh…well! that’s what happens when you lose track of time! i was really busy, then i was really sidetracked cause i saw this really cool store that sold all sorts of cool shit-“.

you gently pushed your bookmark into your book and kept your gaze on him “i know when you’re lying”.

he turned to you and sulked like he got caught with his hand in the candy jar, which did actually happen! and he did try to lie about it! so you know the signs.

you sat more up on the couch and spoke softly “what’s going on wade?”.

he sulked over and plopped on his knees in front of you, his voice only in whines and whispers now.

“i didn’t get any…y’know…today and now i just feel like shit, like if the term shit hit the fan was a scenario, it would be this, like it feels like shit just hit not even the fan, it hit the air conditioner-“.

you gently grab his face to get him to focus “look at me, focus”.

he nodded and continued “baby…i know it’s a lot to ask and you might say no, which is fine! you don’t have to say yes! but-“.

you could almost tell what he was going to say, but you wanted to hear it from him.

“but what?”.

he took a deep breath and then looked up at you with pleading eyes.

“can i feed off of you?”.

you felt and almost heard your heart beat faster.

so did he.

he took your hands and slowly rubbed his thumbs over them “again, you don’t have to, i was just thinking and you’re the only one i’ve told and-“.

“i’ll do it”.

you say it before your brain could even register what you said at all, your heart beating faster.

wade’s eyes widen a bit “are…wait are you sure?”.

you nodded slowly “yeah, yeah i’m sure”.

wade’s voice dropped to a lower whisper as he slowly sat next to you on the couch, his hands slowly and gently rubbing your thigh.

“can you tilt your head a bit for me baby?” he asked sweetly. you did as told, eyes closed bracing for the incoming impact.

steadily, wade hands snaked up your chest to hold the other side of your neck, the heat from his breath started to linger on your skin.

you squeeze your eyes shut as you feel the sharpness of his fangs sink into your neck, tearing small holes in your skin. his lips puckered on you, slowly drinking from you.

as he did so, small moans escaped him. your scent, your body, your blood…you. you were everything to him and the fact that you trusted him this much was enough to make him feel at ease.

after what felt like eternity, he lifted his mouth off your neck. it stung, for sure, but you carefully tilted your head to stare at wade to see him, blood staining his lips, panting slowly, eyes wide and glassy, staring at you like you were the only being in the world.

you were…enamoured with the sight. you’ve seen him vulnerable, of course, but never anything like this. you felt your heart do backflips, feeling like it could beat out of your chest any second.

he broke the silence, per usual, his voice shaky but sincere “thank you, seriously. i’m so grateful that i can trust you like this-“.

you listen, genuinely, but you’re also mildly distracted by the blood dripping from his lips. staining the corners of his mouth, drying slowly.

“babe, you have some on your lips” you whisper softly.

wade’s eyes widen as he swiped a thumb across his lips “shit! yeah i’m sorry that got a bit messy, hold on i’ll wipe it off-“.

before he could even continue, your lips were on his, the taste of each other and iron passing between you as you both moaned between kisses.

it was almost…intoxicating. but at the same time it felt unbelievably good.

wade felt himself get weak in the knees, his moans were a bit louder compared to yours, submitting himself to you in this scenario neither of you saw coming.

“t-thank you, i love you so fucking much, you drive me insane, you’re all i need, i swear you’re all i need” he whimpered for the brief milliseconds your lips were apart.

you both slowly pulled away and wade’s eyes widened with the sight of your own blood slightly staining your lips.

“well…” he said breathlessly, “someone enjoyed that”.

you shrugged and tried to hide a smile “maybe a little”.

wade took your hands in his again “i love you, i love you so so much”.

you planted a small kiss on his forehead “i love you more”.

he turned to get a glimpse of your neck, the tiny holes still there.

“did that hurt at all?”.

you shook your head “it stung a little, kind of felt good”.

you watch as his facial expression turns to shock “good? what kind of freak shit are you hiding from me?”.

you smirked “how bad do you wanna find out?”.

wade felt his heart beat faster.