#vampire!reaper

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S/O: *snuck into the kitchen wanting a midday snack, not at all used to living as a vampire* how am I meant to sleep if I keep waking up for f- *freezes seeing the chef at the fireplace stirring a pot of stew*

The chef: *suddenly plops a few cloves of garlic into the pot followed by the rest of the veg*

S/O: *gasps and covers their mouth before quickly scurrying away to find help* S-sir morrison!! *suddenly skids right into the housecarl*

Jack: *suprised to see them awake* s/o?! What’s wrong??

S/O: the chef! The chef is trying to poison us!

Jack: …theyre what?

S/O: *now on the verge of tears* y-you have to believe me! His highness is in danger! The chef put garlic in the soup!

Jack: …*snickers and starts laughing* the only thing his highness is in danger of is bad breath. That’s just a rumour.

S/O: o-oh.

The idea is the reader is the youngest of a farmer who treats them very poorly due to their mother dying after giving birth to them and during a famine the king initiates the Lilly ritual in which a flower is presented to every villager and if it blooms the person is taken to the castle never to return and then suddenly crops magically appear!

Well the reader comes home after being forced to scrounge for food only finding enough for their father and siblings, they’re cold and wet from the rain and terrified they’ll be forced to sleep in the pig pen again when the kings carriage suddenly rolls up and the kings Housecarl, Sir Jack Morrison, steps out and presents each with a flower only for it to bloom in the readers hands.

The reader is confused and terrified having heard the tall tales from the villagers but ultimately ends up in the carriage after trying to escape. Even with Jack offering a warm blanket and food for them it’s not enough to calm them down and they spend the whole ride to the castle curled in a ball trying to stay as far away from the knight as possible

When they finally arrive at the castle they immediately try making a run for it only to end up grabbed by the guards and dragged through the front doors where after Jack orders his men to stand down, he looks up making the reader look up too, just to trick them into exposing their neck for his master to sink his fangs in knocking the reader out cold with a bite that seals their fate.

When they wake up, they’re in a warm fluffy bed, food is on the table beside them, and seated beside the window, The man who bit them, King Gabriel sits, waiting with a warm smile to greet his lover, the first person to ever survive his mark.

Reaper76 - Alpha!Vampire!Gabriel; Omega!Jack; Marking; Denial; Frotting - Jack is an old Omega who wants his mate to finally bite him and give him eternal life. Gabriel, who can sense that Jack still has a lot of life in him, is happy with just teasing and marking.

Jack stretches, then curves his back down, getting his ass up against Gabriel’s hips, and his shoulders tantalizingly close to his mouth. If he could, he would wipe them against Gabriel’s lips, he’s pretty sure.

Jack is not subtle, and he’s been begging for a bite for months now. He’s hot for it; he wants it like a drug, but Gabriel finds that he is easier to control when he keeps him starving for it. He’s also old enough to know that instant gratification is rarely the most delicious option.

“Come on, come on,” Jack rasps. He’s so impatient as he fucks backwards, Gabriel’s big Alpha cock dragging between his cheeks and wetting his tailbone liberally with sticky pre-cum.

He wants it. Either. Both. If it were him, Gabriel would bite him as he fucks him; deep dicks into the creamy-soft Omega hole that he’s offering like a whore. Jack has no class, is too old to give any fucks about what young upstart Alphas would think about him, and that is the most delicious aspect about him: He says flat out what he wants. Demands it.

It riles Gabriel to deny him, even though his knot is hurting with a deep, uncomfortable ache and his gums are throbbing painfully.

“Do it,” Jack demands and Gabriel has enough of his games. He pushes him down, forcing his shoulders against the dusty ground of the abandoned warehouse, and keeps him pinned as he ruts against his ass, nostrils flaring, getting drunk on his delicious Omega scent.

“Fuck,” Jack grunts, vibrating. “Gabriel-”

Gabriel leans down and opens his mouth wide against the juncture of Jack’s neck and shoulder, but instead of biting down and finally giving the brat what he wants, he starts to suck hard.

As Jack groans and squirms vaguely, Gabriel can feel his blood rushing up, and taste it through the thin membrane of his skin. He loves Omega blood; it is fragrant and thick. Intoxicating like a good wine; and Jack’s even more so – an Omega just past his prime, still unmated, still so feisty.

“Bite me, come on,” Jack whispers, usually deep voice a bit breathy as he becomes desperate; Gabriel’s pheromones ramp his need up, his cunt probably already blooming open beautifully for him; presenting so nicely. Wanting a good fucking from the virile Alpha that has got him pinned and helpless.

Gabriel does not answer; instead, he pulls off with an obnoxiously loud pop and changes place to just a few inches farther up. He starts sucking a new mark just beneath Jack’s ear, and when Jack speaks next, he sounds weepy.

“Fuck me, at least. Give me your cock.”

Jack squirms as best he can, trying to work against his deep-seated Omega instinct to keep as still as possible to make the mounting and breeding easier for Gabriel, and Gabriel is unendingly amused by him.

Nobody shall say old Omegas lack the fire.

He pulls off the second dark mark he’s sucked to the surface, and obnoxiously laves his tongue across it. Jack is feverishly hot beneath him, and starts trilling low. With his voice it sounds more like the purr of an old, three legged street cat, but he’s still trying to entice Gabriel.

It works, to some degree. He gets impatient with his own teasing and reaches between them to guide his cock into the old Omega’s butter soft hole, but as he fucks him slow and easy, he still does not bite him.

Jack becomes lax beneath him, not caring about much past the fat Alpha cock spreading him open. He barely even reacts when Gabriel gently clamps his teeth around the back of his neck; just holding him like a kitten as he breeds him slow and deep.

Jesse’s thumb traces idly Reaper’s lower lip. It’s a slow, methodical left-to-right motion as he stares into Gabriel’s face and gauges his reaction.

The vampire’s cheeks are flushed with the blood McCree had fed him, his breath warm as it ghosts across Jesse’s knuckles.

“That summoner that has given me the herbs sure knows her stuff, hm? Hit you real good. Damn... look how sweet you are for me.”

It only takes a soft press at the joints of his jaw to get Reaper’s mouth to drop open. His eyes are a little glassy but not drugged. He knows what is going on - his usually shitty attitude is simply curbed by the special liquor Jesse has brought him. He wonders if Gabriel has ever managed to get drunk since he turned god-knows-when.

“Damn good stuff,” he mumbles, taking the thermos and lifting it unnecessarily high above Gabriel’s mouth, so he can watch the thick red liquid drip down as he tips the can, splashing messily onto Reaper’s tongue.

He groans, a simple thumb hooked behind his bottom teeth keeping his mouth open. Jesse can see his throat work as he swallows the spiked blood down.

Jesse sits the thermos down on the ground carefully, then inspects Reaper’s teeth. His fingertips slide along the edges; canines razor sharp and long. He’d have no problem biting off Jesse’s fingers - or ripping out his jugular for that matter - but he’s warm and content half-lying on the ground and letting his teeth get inspected and played with.

When Jesse drags a thumb across his tongue, Gabriel obligingly stretches it out, letting it loll like a dog. His flush has crept across the bridge of his nose now, the blood having worked its way completely into his system.

Usually there was more of a fight whenever they clashed, but Jesse is more than willing to let it slide this time in favor of this lazy contentment.

Reaper/Soldier76 – Vampire Hunter AU – Part ¼ (cont part 3&4 next batch) – gay virgin Jack; blowjob – Vampire Hunter Jack is on the hunt for Lord Gabriel but is the one caught instead.

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The little hamlet that the whispered stories have led Jack to is not as morose as other places he has been to in his life as a hunter.

In fact, the place is positively upbeat. Despite the gray overhang of clouds that stubbornly clings to the place and keeps a consistent wetness on the skin, the people do not seem the worse for wear on first glance.

well~~~ it’s nearing Halloween now, so just for you~ Sorry if it’s kinda lame, i actually had a bit of a hard time with this one~~ X’D

First off, Reaper isn’t a stereotypical vampire, or asparkling one. He’s weaker in daylight but stronger in the night, and he needsblood to survive though he’s grown to feed at later times than normal vampires.(Imagine a vampire from Supernatural, something like that.)

He sees his S/O for the first time when he was lurkingaround at night, they were at a house party but they were outside. The vampiretakes an interest to them, but doesn’t approach as he notices someone elsebeing there. It seems as if they were arguing.

Seeing that the other person was then trying to get close tothem, and had rejected them many times, eventually cussed the other being out,causing the taller one to storm off after slapping his S/O. Even though theydidn’t even know he existed at all, the vampire became enraged at how rude theywere to his S/O.

That is what he would set off to do next, hunt them down.Perhaps he’ll won’t need to feast for the next few weeks if he’s lucky… He’salways lucky, what do you mean? He’s a vampire!

Gabriel officially meets them one day when he was on thestreet, a pretty deserted one that is. How odd for them to walk down thatstreet. Of course, his S/O was interested in him but not enough, so he had tofind a way to win their heart.

As time had gone on, anyone who may had been a threat to thevampire’s S/O were immediately hunted down by the said vampire. His S/O had noclue what he really was, because every time some unfortunate soul decided tomess with them, it would feed him, and he’d clean up before they even noticed.

When his S/O finds out that Gabriel was a vampire, they wereutterly terrified of him. It would also explain the many disappearances ofpeople, especially the ones who had made them upset.