#vampire gerard

okay so i recently rewatching twilight and remembered my love for vampires..so you might catch a twilight reference in here. ALSO I CANT SAY THIS IS MY BEST WORK. i haven’t written any sort of monster!mcr in like ages… but a lot of people said they’d love a vampire!gerard fic so here we are.

warnings — oral (f receiving), period sex, dom!gerard, sub!reader, biting, blood.

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“you just let me know if you want me too stop sugar” gerard’s husky voice whispers while slipping your underwear off.

your breath was already heavy and your mind already felt like it was spinning.

since you and gerard got together, he begged to just taste you on your period. especially since gerard just recently went vegetarian.

vegetarian as in never drinking someone else’s blood again.

unless it was your time of the month. it was hard to resist when he could smell your blood no matter how hard you kept yourself clean. so, you made a deal of letting him eat you out every period.

you really couldn’t complain either since it really helped with your cramps.

he set the room up perfectly for tonight. the record player playing an old album you didn’t know the name of, the soft lighting from the candles he lit casting over the both of you.

gerard snapping you out of your hazy by biting the inside of your thigh. a weak “fuck” slipping through. the bite hard enough to make your pussy throb and send a shiver through your body.

gerard gave you a pleased hum. “always sound so pretty. only i get to hear it too.” his voice dripping in need.

gerard propped your legs up so he could slot himself between your legs perfectly. having the best view of your wet cunt. gerard personally didn’t even care that you had heavy flows. to him it made it better.

gerard was already drooling just from dragging his fingers up and down your sensitive cunt. watching your face contort in pleasure. he sometimes spent over an hour just pleasuring you like this until you pulled away from overstimulation.

he usually always came in his pants from doing this.

pulling his fingers away from your clit and admiring the blood that covered it. his chest heaved alone from just being able to smell you and now having it on his fingers.

bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean. watching him and gerard never breaking eye contact once. grinning at you when he pulled his fingers out with a slight ‘pop sound’

“always so sweet.” he leaned into you this time, licking a long strip down your pussy. “that is why i call you sugar though.” licking you with more intent.

you head fell back onto the pillows from how good it felt. any pain from your period was gone and now taken over by the pleasure gerard was giving you.

you yelped and lifted your head up after a little sharp bite went to your thigh again. this one harsher and drew blood. gee licking up the blood that started to prickle instantly.

seeing gerard looking up at you. “no, you watch me.”

all you did was nod your head in return. jaw falling slack immediately right after when he started to suck on your clit. his mouth going from sucking to licking.

gerard’s groans made your cunt throb more. watching the way his eyes went from rolling behind his head too looking at you with so much lust.

no green was even noticeable in his eyes with how blown out they were.

your fingers laced through his white hair, trying to stable yourself. “gee…” your eyebrows pulled together in pleasure. feeling his tongue slip in and out of your aching hole.

“that’s it sugar, you can be loud.” gerard sunk his tongue in deeper. tasting your arousal and blood that covered his mouth, making his dick twitch more in his pants. having to start humping the bed some.

gerard slowly brought his hand away from one of your thighs and pressed ever so slightly on your lower stomach.

drool pooled at the corners of your mouth. your orgasm approaching quicker with each lick and suck. not being able to hold your head up anymore and letting it fall back onto the pillow.

your hips started to rock against gee’s face. him groaning again and sending a vibration right to your core.

your hearing and vision went blank the moment your orgasm hit you. your walls pulsing around gerard’s tongue and your thighs shaking. the air felt thick, your ears felt like they were ringing.

gerard took all of it in. practically drinking the blood and arousal. his own eyes rolled back with a thick groan that escaped the back of his throat.

you felt slightly empty when gerard pulled away. giving yourself enough strength to lift your head up and see him starting to sit up. his entire mouth covered in your blood.

the image caused your brain to go fuzzy.

“thanks sugar.” gerard grinning like a idiot and fixing his own pants.

↪︎𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: “After a month without seeing your boyfriend because he’s been on tour, you finally get to surprise him. And it seems he’s been a little.. frustrated..”

↪︎𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: established relationship, one-shot, MCR, gerard way, revenge!gee, smut

↪︎𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: rough sex, size difference, height difference, unprotected sex, creampie

↪︎𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gerard way x f!reader

↪︎𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: ongoing | 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐜: 2.5K+ |

↪︎𝐀/𝐍: guys i know gee most likely would NOT do this and it’s unrealistic, but if i write with out an ask, it’s for MY pleasure so if you dont like it don’t read it 🩷🩷

↪︎𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @lizbizeeee @rileyisstuckinamoshpit @fake-ur-death89 @jetsetlifesgonnakillu @ayeshaerotica101 @ratridingaskateboard @unholy-b0y @st4rzsthings @sicilyfart @mewqqi

You stand in the crowd full of people, sweat dripping down your skin. You were in San Francisco, and it was hot. It was also the middle of summer, which made it worse. But, if you got to see your boyfriend perform it made it better. Especially after a month without seeing each other.

There has been a lot of nudes sent, and a lot of sexting which is all you can say. And for you, your vibrator and Dildo have never been used more. And for Gerard, well his hands were definitely used a lot more than usual. But now, you’re surprising him. No more fake cock, hopefully a real one.

You look up at him performing, wondering how he hasn’t noticed you. The manager knows you very well of course, from all the calls last Warped Tour and you having to call the manager to take Gerard on a walk. So he got you barricade tickets. He’s been screaming and jumping around, but you notice he’s much more energetic when you’re at his shows.

You were on the shorter side, so maybe that’s why he couldn’t see you. You asked a fan if you could go on their shoulders, and of course they said yes considering you were their ‘cult leader’s’ long time girlfriend that saved his life. You smiled, watching him perform. Now, he has to be able to see you.

“If you were..” He sang, then looked directly at you. He trailed off for a second, but went back to singing. He smiled and gave a little wave to you, then went back to screaming and thrashing around. You were never a huge fan of the music, but of course you still moved a little bit.

You giggle to yourself, thinking about what would happen if you flash your tits to him. He’d probably be pissed, you shouldn’t. But on the other hand.. If he’s angry you get it rougher.. Oh fuck it, what’s he going to do? He may be bigger but he’s a total pussy.

You wait until he looks at you again. He thrashes his head right next to you, and you can feel the sweat flick on you. You wait until he’s looking back up at you again, and that’s when you do it. You lift your tank top up, your tits bouncing out. You didn’t wear any bra, because it would just be extra work for Gerard.

Gerard’s eyes widened but he still sang. He reached out to pull your tank top down, his thumb (very much on purpose) brushing against your nipple. You laughed, watching Gerard keep singing. He looked pissed, that’s for sure. You could already feel yourself soaking your little thong, hopefully this girl can’t feel the warmth spreading through your shorts.

It’s after the show, and you’re walking to backstage. The security guards instantly let you in, having a note from the manager obviously. You walked around, trying to find Gee. You started to get a little scared, what if he left already? What if h-

You get cut off when you feel someone smack your ass roughly. You turn around instantly with a smile on your face, already knowing it’s Gerard. He always slaps your ass. “Hi baby!” You exclaim, getting on your tippy toes to wrap your arms around his neck. “Hey, what are you doing here?”

He speaks, smiling slightly but the anger still evident in his face. “I just thought I’d surprise you. Couldn’t wait much longer.” You smile, running your hands through his greasy hair. You move your thigh a little bit, then feel something like a brick press against your inner thigh. Yep, as you expected.

“You just.. couldn’t wait till we got backstage huh? Gotta show your tits to everyone?” He says, not a single trace of a smile evident on his face. “I just thought I’d give you a sneak peek.” You smile, trying to crack a joke but he doesn’t laugh at all. “Yeah, it wasn’t really fucking funny.” He mumbles, grabbing your wrist and practically dragging you to the dressing room.

You bite your lip in anticipation of what’s gonna happen. You’re almost 100% sure you’re so wet you’re leaking through your tiny shorts. He shuts and locks the door behind you, then he’s instantly shoving you over the arm of the couch. “What the fuck was that out there?”

He scolds, bending you over. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to get your attention!” You say, trying to put on your best scared act. But you still arch your back and just try to get even the tiniest poke of his cock against your painfully aching pussy. “Well job accomplished, you have my fucking attention.” He spits out, grabbing a chunk of your hair from the scalp and pulling your head back.

You moan, looking up at him. “Open.” He commands. You open your mouth, letting your tongue loll out. He spits in your mouth, and it tastes like shit, probably because he most likely hasn’t brushed his teeth in days. You swallow it regardless though, thankful for anything from him. He lets go of your hair and lets your head fall forward, and before you can even function that, he’s pulling your jean shorts down.

You hold your breath, knowing he’s looking right at your skimpy little lacey thong. He hasn’t seen it yet, you bought it a few days ago. “Such a fucking slut, wearing a piece of string.” He says, giving your ass a firm smack. You whimper, arching your back more for more. Instead of smacking it again, he yanks your thong down to your knees.

A string of your milky clear arousal connects your slit to the rest of the wetness soaking your thong. “You’re soaking just seeing me. You’re a fucking cunt.” He says, giving your aching pussy a firm smack. You moan, your knees turning inward slightly. “You missed me huh? Missed my cock? All your dildo’s and vibrators can’t compare to the real thing can they baby?”

He whispers in your ear, throwing his belt on the dressing room floor some where. “M-mhm..” You hummed, just wanting him pounding you already. “Use your words.” He speaks firmly, pulling his jeans down to his mid-thigh. “Yes..” You say shakily, getting a tiny glimpse at the huge bulge in his boxers.

Your pussy leaks out a little bit more of wetness just at the sight of it. “Been thinkin’ about your little tight pussy all tour.. My hand just doesn’t compare..” He mumbles, pulling his blue boxers down, and you can hear his cock slap against his pudgy tummy. You almost moan just at hearing it. “Please..”

You beg, desperate. “Please what?” He asks, teasing you. “Please fuck me..” You moan, getting impatient. “I guess, since you’ve been a bit better..” He says, but you know he’s also impatient also. And the second you feel his thick, leaking tip rub against your folds, you swear you lose your mind.

You moan, feeling his leaking head nudge between your folds as he grinds his slit against your puffy clit. “Gerard please!” You moan, your hands gripping the couch cushion. He doesn’t respond, but instead just gives your sopping pussy a few slaps with his girthy length. You’re about to start sobbing until you feel his abnormally thick head press at your entrance.

“Oh god.. fuck..” He groans, slowly but surely pressing into your tight hole. You moan, his cock stretching your tiny hole perfectly. You feel him push deeper in, and you get more and more full with every inch he basically squeezes in. Your legs tremble, feeling his tip press against your cervix as he’s about balls deep.

You’re a bit disappointed that he’s going slow, and you’re about to ask him to go fast, but then you feel him quickly pull out until he’s basically falling out of you, then he slams back in. You practically scream, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He moans loudly, repeatedly copying that move as his balls slap against your ass loudly with each rough thrust.

“Fuck Gerard!” You moan, your pussy clenching his dick like a vice. You feel him grip your hips, his love handles pounding abnormally fast in and out of you. He pants and moans, and he can feel himself about to cum. He’s always been a little embarrassed with how fast he can cum, but he knows you don’t really care.

“Oh god I’m gonna cum..” He moans, his hips snapping more and more harder. “Me too!” You moaned, your walls squeezing him so tightly he could barely move any more. He groans, shooting hot, thick, deep ropes inside you. You moan loudly, cumming right after.

Need some pathetic vamp Gerard.. gonna spill my mind here real quick..

Blood drinking (duh), cumming in pants, all the good stuff

You were sat on Gerard’s lap, his beefy thigh pressed up to your core as his big hands held you close. One on your hip, the other lifting your jaw up for him.

His fangs were buried deep in your hot flesh as he sucked, sending jolts of pain mixed with pleasure through your body. He couldn’t get enough of you.

Your blood dripped down to his chin and neck as he drank from you, groaning and moaning at the taste as he gulped down mouthful after mouthful of blood.

You were getting weak, lightheaded. It was like drinking one glass too many, inhaling a cigarette too quickly. Your head felt dizzy as you went slightly limp in his grasp, blood staining the side of your neck.

Gerard parted from you, panting heavily, pupils blown so wide, his eyes looked like two black holes, forcing you to stare into them.

His hips rutted up into nothing as he wiped his mouth with the back of his pale hand, the contrast of your blood against his skin sending a shiver through you. He licked his lips, grinning up at you like a maniac. His fingers dug into your hip as he jumped his thigh against your clothed cunt, sending a jolt of pleasure up your spine, coaxing a small moan out of your parted lips.

“So sweet, sugar. Yer fuckin perfect..” Gerard mumbled as he started to kiss your wounded flesh, licking the blood that remained there, along with his bloody lips, groaning in delight at the taste.

“Hhmp.. fuck..” he groaned, pinching your chin between his fingers and thumb, forcing you look at him. Your eyes were heavy and your head was numb. It was a hard task, but you managed. Gerard looked so pretty under you. The lower part of his face covered in blood, toothy, cocky grin showing as he stared up at you, tongue darting out to lick his lower lip.

“See what yer doin to me?” His voice was breathless as his hips rutted up, tent so visible, it almost looked painful. A moan choked out of him, head thrown back in delight, gaining pleasure from nothing but the taste of your blood on his tongue, and the way his cock deliciously strained against the rough denim.

Gerard chuckled breathlessly, head still thrown back, dark oily locks plastered to his sweaty, bloody face. He looked like a wet dream. And you actually felt half asleep, so it was a perfect fit.

“Gee.. hurts..” you managed to choke out, voice all weak and quivery as you buried your face in his neck. His big hand immediately flew to cradle the back of your head, fingers intertwined in your hair as he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead.

“I know, baby.. just one more sip, yeah? One more sip and I’m done.. promise.” He hurriedly mumbled out, licking his lips once again, before digging in.

You whined loudly and tilted your head back as you felt his fangs digging into your skin once again. It was getting too much. But you tried to focus on the way his fingers massaged your scalp, and the way his hand stroked your hip, dangerously close to your core. You hummed, easing yourself into it.

Gerard on the other hand, was a menace.

He moaned shamelessly against your neck, eyes rolled back in pure bliss as he slurped from you, hips shifting as pleasure swam through his body in long, almost uncomfortable waves. His hips snapped forward, desperate to be buried in something, but he was soon to find out that it was somehow enough for him.

His eyebrows frowned in pleasure as he parted from your skin, a long whine falling from his open mouth, strings of blood attached to it and to your wounded neck.

“Fuck- m gonna- holy shit..”

His hips snapped forward over and over again, like he was actually fucking you. “Ngggh, sugar, oh god..” He leaned in once more, licking and nibbling on you, getting whatever amount of blood that still remind there, and then he came.

With a long, pitiful, high pitched moan. Gerard came in his pants, his entire body shaking with it, fingers digging impossibly deep into your skin as he held you close, almost grinding you onto his thigh as he stared at you through half closed eyelids, looking drunk out of his mind, small whimpers falling from his mouth.