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Day 31: Vampirism with Alucard Tepes

Warnings: yandere, dubious consent, vampire, blood, ooc Alucard

Taglist: @actuallysaiyan @loki-love @the-eternal-sunflower

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE! I wanted to do something a little spooky for Halloween, so here it is!

Your lover had warned you of his insatiable thirst for blood. He’d told you that the closer the two of you became, the more he longed to taste you. Even more so, the signs had been there. You’d ignored them. Writing it off as affection when his mouth lingered on your throat a bit too long or he held your wrist to his nose to take long, greedy sniffs. It had never occurred to you that all along Alucard was simply feeding his own desire. He’d take in the scent of your blood and relish hearing it pumping through your veins. 

No, you’d trust him so implicitly it had never once occurred to you that he might lose this fight. It never crossed your mind that he might decide he deserved a taste. 

Your own foolishness had gotten you into this position. Low hanging branches tear at your clothes as you run for your life. The silence of the dark night is only broken by the growling of the white wolf chasing after you. It’s glowing eyes don’t miss a single move you make through the woods. 

You keep running until sudden you trip over a large tree root. Just before you hit the ground, a pair of strong arms catch you. Usually it would be a relief to find yourself in the arms of your lover, but now your heart rushes with fear. His eyes glow red as his long blond hair spills in front of his face. Your eyes are drawn to the pearly white fangs exposed through his grimaced lips. You swallow hard as you stare at them. 

“Why would you run from me, darling?” Alucard pouts. “Didn’t you promise to stay with me forever?” 

Your eyes widen and you try to pull away from him. Alucard squeezes you tighter, holding you flush against his chest. He leans in close enough for you to feel his breath tickle your neck. 

“Please don’t hurt me,” you whimper. 

“Oh, my sweet lover,” he coos. “Of course I won’t hurt you. I just need to taste you.” 

“But…” 

“Shush, little dove. Relax,” he kisses you softly as his thumb drags across your pulsing jugular. “No, I won’t hurt you at all, my little dove. I only wish to have a drink.” 

You don’t feel secure with this promise. Just minutes earlier, he had you cornered in the castle and was expressing his desire to drain every last drop of your precious blood. He’d been wild with thirst, and in a moment of sanity he’d told you to run. You had been so deep in the woods you feared yourself lost when you realized he was chasing you. Now, he’s caught you. You’re but prey ensnared in his trap. 

“Adrian, please. I love you so much,” you whimper. “Please don’t hurt me.” 

“It won’t hurt a bit,” he coos softly. 

He pushes your skirt up around your thighs, and his long fingers toy with your slit. You try to push him away, but it’s no use. You find yourself growing weaker and weaker to his touch. He pushes your panties aside and his fingertips circle around your clit. Just as you’re starting to moan with pleasure, you feel his fangs scrape against your skin. He kisses your neck softly, but it’s just a ruse. As soon as you relax, his sharp fangs pierce your skin. You cry out, but you’re too weak to push him off of you. Alucard moans with unbridled pleasure as he begins to drink from that beautiful vein. 

“Please,” you manage to squeak out. 

He only moans in response. Your vision is starting to fade by the time he’s had his fill. When you lose consciousness, you’re quite sure you’ve died. 

Then, you wake up the next morning tucked into the bed you’ve shared with Alucard over these last few months. His cool hand soothes gently over your cheek as he coaxes you to wake up completely. You bolt upright, and you think it was all a bad dream until you reach up and feel the bandage around you neck. There’s one around your thigh as well and one of your wrists. 

“See, my darling,” his velvet voice echoes. “I told you it wouldn’t hurt. You hardly felt a thing.” 

Adrian who knows about the rumors describing him as terrifying-yet-beautiful, but not really caring about his appearance. The only thing he really likes about his face in particular is how much he resembles his mother, and even after everything he doesn't entirely hate that he shares his father's features too.

But the only time he thinks about his looks is whenever Darling brings it up. He looks handsome? Well. Yes, he supposes he already knew that, but it sounds like a surprising thing whenever his Darling says it. Every little compliment they give him makes him feel like he has a heartbeat that can actually race.

Still, he doesn't want to let on just how much he loves hearing it. They like his voice? It's gentle and relaxing to listen to? He'll be a bit flustered and then smirk, and say that he's not used to being described as "gentle." Might be the fangs that make more of an impression on people.

Hi i was woundering if you could do a alucard forcing his darling to marry him

Alucard dressed you that morning.

“You look beautiful,” he murmured in awe, kissing your cheek.

Your parents didn’t walk you up the aisle, there were no loved ones waiting to cheer when the vows were said. Alucard held your arm in an iron grip, smiling all the while.

Your last hope was the shaking officiate, who couldn’t look you in the eye.

Alucard spoke for you, even.

“I now pronounce you married,” the officiate murmured.

You wept, and he held you.

“Don’t cry,” he begged, “our life together has only begun.”