🕯Identity V oneshots🕯

Vampire Joseph x Reader 🍋

P sure this was the first hunter A tier skin I got so to pay tribute I will now awaken my old vampire phase and write vampire smut once again.
This is more of an AU so I'll add context: y/n is wandering around an old manor - on a dark rainy night - which just so happens to have vampire joseph inside.

I knocked on the large wooden doors as hard as I could, hoping to be heard through the loud storm. I got caught up in the storm when I left home, opting for a new life away from my hometown. I held my shawl close, seeking warmth and shelter as I awaited a response. Before I gave up and turned away, the door creaked open slightly. I cocked an eyebrow and pushed the door gently, noticing nobody was behind it. It had opened on its own upon further inspection. I hesitantly stepped inside, the place was pitch black with no signs of anyone being home. "Hello?" I called out, though I didn't expect an answer. The place was near enough abandoned. Webs adorned the faded Crystal chandeliers and the red velvet curtains seemed to have gathered dust. I shut the door behind me and it clicked shut loudly, startling me. I took off my drenched shawl and hung it on a nearby coat hanger, also covered in a thick layer of dust. Beneath my shawl, I wore just a black sweetheart neck dress with long sleeves. The skirt reached just below my knees. I felt nervous as I tip toed through the entrance hall, my heels clicking against the stone tile floor. I had barely entered yet I felt uneasy. The place was cold but slightly warmer than outside, and surely less wet. It felt strange to be in such a large manor, seemingly abandoned in the middle of the woods. Something seemed off as I wandered the hallways, climbing the stairs to the second floor. The hallways were scattered with random chests of drawers, probably once full of spare bedsheets or something. I didn't dare search through the drawers, I was already intruding enough. Eventually stumbling across a set of drawers with a candle on top and matches, I struck one and lit the candle, carrying it with the holder. It made things slightly less eerie, wandering around in a moon lit manor was surprisingly scary. I held the candle close as I wandered through hallways, feeling hopeless at finding anybody within the walls. I thought for sure the place was abandoned, until I began to hear things. I felt a cold breeze brush against my back, and the red velvet curtains begin to sway. I quickly turned around, my heartbeat suddenly increasing with fear. I looked around only to see nothing. I continued to walk down the hallway, a cold sweat clinging to me as I cautiously stepped through the long seemingly endless corridors. I then heard the sound of footsteps in the distance, echoing from far away. My whole body froze as I heard them, my neck quickly snapping in the direction the noise had came from. I felt my heart thumping in my chest as the footsteps echoed through the corridors, moving at a fast pace. "Hello?" I called out, facing the direction the sound was coming from. I hoped it would be someone else, perhaps the owner of the place. I felt a cold breeze run through the hall, and a pair of two red eyes glaring at me from the distance. I felt my heart skip a beat as I stood still, hoping the two piercing red dots were just a figment of my imagination. I blinked a couple times, but with each blink they only drew nearer, a figure becoming more visible through the darkness. With that the footsteps resumed, approaching with haste as I stood dumbfounded in the middle of the hallway. I swiftly turned around, prepared to bolt away in fear only to bump into something. My eyes flicked up only to meet the same red ones I saw before, staring into mine with a dangerous glare. I let out a gasp, stepping back as my eyes widened.
Stood before me was a white haired man, hair messily resting on his shoulder, wearing dark attire. A red suit with black embroidery with black pants and a black shirt underneath. He also wore a cape, shaped as though they were bat wings. I analysed his appearance in what little time I had before he grabbed me, pinning me against a nearby wall. His red eyes fading to a dull blue as he looked at me, his eyes narrowing. "What are you doing here?" He asked, his voice smooth yet deep. It wasn't hostile but it wasn't friendly either. I looked away from his intense stare, the feeling of fear present in my abdomen. "I was lost in the woods" I said meekly, feeling almost sheepish from my intrusion. "I thought the place was abandoned...the door was open" I said, looking back up at him after explaining myself. His gaze seemed to almost soften. Before being replaced with a sly grin. "So it seems you've wandered into my web" he said, his voice lowering. I looked at him, still afraid and confused. Before I had time to react, he sank his teeth into my exposed neck. My voice filled the silent hallway, a shrill yelp of pain as he drew the blood from my neck, his grip on my shoulders keeping me from writhing or attempting to escape. I knew instantly in that moment what I had gotten myself into, though it seemed like the plot to an old horror movie. He withdrew from my neck, his eyes glowing crimson red for a moment as he inhaled sharply, looking down at me with an evil grin. My blood staining his teeth. I held my wound and hissed at the pain, looking up at the man in despair. "Don't look so defeated" he said, cupping my cheek in his hand. "I'm sure you'll learn to love it here"
I gasped as I was thrown onto the soft sheets on his bed, the crimson fabric creasing underneath me. He grinned at me, his pearly white fangs shimmering in the midnight light, threatening to break skin once more. I sat up on the bed, shutting my thighs only to be pushed back down by the man, holding my wrists above my head as he hovered above me. He leant his head down, bracing me for the pain once more. But instead I felt his soft lips kiss my neck, often sucking at the warm flesh. I felt a rush of arousal pulse through me at his actions, the way he delicately kissed me. Though the bliss couldn't last, he sank his fangs into my neck once more, leaving another wound. I yelped in pain as he sucked at my neck, a sudden dizziness washing over me before he stopped. I stared at the ceiling as it began to spin in circles, the man wiping his mouth of any excess before focusing back on me. "You taste so good, Mon Cherie" he said, his low voice echoing in my ears. "I got carried away" he said to himself, letting go of my wrists. I lay on the bed still with weakness as he spread my thighs apart, resting between them. "I can't lose you this soon" he said with a smirk, giving me a gentle kiss on my cheek. His gestures were sweet and loving yet laced with poison. I looked at him with half lidded eyes, his own gazing back at me. He kissed me once more, this time on my lips. His tongue snaked into my mouth, leaving the metallic taste of my own blood in my mouth. I wanted to gag and push him away yet I lacked the strength. As he continued to kiss me, I became aware of the position we were in. My legs spread around him as his crotch rested against my own. I felt that same rush of arousal travel south though my mind didn't want it. He began to move his hips against mine, grinding against me as the kiss deepened. He pulled away, a string of saliva connecting us as his hands began to travel across my torso. He had already discarded his red suit as we entered the room earlier, he was in just his black trousers and matching black shirt. Moving slowly, his hands reached behind my back, unzipping my dress. He pulled the garment down as I lay almost motionless. His lips pressed against my newly exposed flesh, kissing just above my bra. As he did this, he tugged my dress off me and onto the floor. I held my hands against his chest, a weak attempt at keeping distance between us. Though I knew my fate was sealed. He smirked at my weak attempts, pulling away from me momentarily. He slowly began to unbutton his shirt, revealing more and more of his toned torso with each button. Once his shirt was discarded, I was felt to gaze at his body. His v line only aroused me more. His white hair tickled my face as he leant back down, his hands reaching for my bra. "Do you like what you see?" He whispered into my ear. His crotch pressing against my own harder. I let out a quiet moan before he pulled my bra off, revealing my (b/s) breasts. I held onto his shoulders as his hand caressed the soft flesh, his other snaking down south. His fingers traced my abdomen as they reached down further, his other hand teasing my chest. I let out a quiet moan as he squeezed my nipple, watching my reactions amused. I looked into his eyes to see them clouded with lust, looking at me as if I was a dessert to be devoured.  I was left in just my panties as he fondled me, his fingers wrapping around the waist band of the small garment. I looked at him with a look of arousal, my core already dripping wet. "My, you're eager" he said, pulling my panties down to see just how wet I was. He seemed momentarily stunned at the sight, throwing my panties to the floor as he lowered his head to my vulva. He held my thighs as his tongue traced my folds, causing me to moan. My fingers raked through his white hair as his tongue prodded at my wet core. I felt shocks of pleasure run through me as his tongue glided across my clit, stimulating the small bundle of nerves. I gently tugged at his hair as he began to pleasure me rhythmically, his hands squeezing at the flesh of my thighs as he devoured me. He gave me one last long lick before moving away, hovering above me once again. I rested my hand against the forearm keeping him propped up as he began to impatiently unzip his pants, removing the bothersome fabric standing between him and pleasure. "Are you ready, Mon Cherie?" He said, his lust clouded eyes gazing at mine as he freed his member, already fully erect. I nodded, holding onto his shoulders as he positioned himself at my dripping entrance. I felt my walls forcefully being stretched as he thrusted inside, a slight pain as he did so. I let out a shaky moan as I felt his girth fill me, already hitting my cervix. He didn't leave me much time do adjust before beginning to thrust in and out, causing me to moan loudly from the pleasure.
I dug my nails into his pale flesh as he began to pound into me, he let out small grunts as my walls squeezed tightly around him. I felt a pressure begin to build up as his member hit my sweet spot, my moans becoming more exasperated. "Harder" I commanded, my teeth clenching together as I inhaled sharply. He smirked and began to thrust roughly at a quick pace, hitting my cervix hard enough to bruise it. I felt myself come closer to my climax as he rammed inside me, the noise of skin slapping and moans filling the dimly lit room. His hands groped at my chest as he too began to near his orgasm, his thrusts becoming sloppier and more desperate. His hand gripped my sore wounded neck as he continued to thrust, pushing me over the edge and into my climax. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as I felt waves of pleasure run through my weak body, the blood loss resulting in a tingling sensation. My walls squeezed around his member as I came, also tipping him over the edge. He didn't bother to pull out, opting to simply release inside me. I'm not sure a vampire/human baby would be possible anyway. He twitched inside me as he came, inhaling sharply as he finished. He pulled out and collapsed beside me, watching as my chest heaved. I looked at the ceiling as I came down from my high, and then at the vampiric man who just dug my guts out. His hands ran through my hair as he watched me drift off, my vision fading to black.

I hope you all ate this up like Jesus at the last supper stg. I haven't updated in ages to take this absolute unit of erotica. Also I read every comment and yall goofy. Funniest comment on this fic gets a special mention on my next fic. Which might be vampire Norton 😛