Strap on

A/N: This is a continuation of this other story.

Fem!vampire x fem!reader || dom/sub dynamic, dirty talk, sex toys, (very light) degradation, (light) exhibitionism

She made you go to the bathroom and put back on the wet panties. You squirmed all the way to your shared apartment, your legs trembling every few steps as she grabbed your arm and cooed at you. The people you passed smiled at you two, probably buying the whole sweet-girlfriend act she always used. But you knew better, and you craved it.

She didn’t try to fuck you in the train after she made you come, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to have you panting and exposed in a place everybody could see. Like the living room window, the one that faces the street, as she kneels behind you. You are still wearing the same little skirt as before.

“Palms against the glass, babe.” You comply, your heartbeat going crazy as she caresses the back of your tights. “Did it feel good to walk with these dirty panties on?” You bite your lip, knowing full well she’s not expecting an answer. “You are such a dirty girl, you try to be all rough and harsh but the second I touch your pretty pussy you aren’t nothing but a puddle of lust.” Her words are driving you insane.

You don’t want to, you try really hard not to, but you open your mouth and just… “Please.”

That makes her laugh, loudly and carefree, her hands pulling down your panties to your ankles as she breathes against your pussy very softly. She doesn’t give you any heads up before two of her fingers are pushing inside of you, and she’s curling them in the perfect way to hit your G-spot. You let out a loud cry and she laughs again. You feel dumb and used, and it makes you so much wetter.

She gets back on her feet, embracing you from behind and pushing your shirt up until your boobs are out. “so pretty.” She caresses them for a while, pinching your nipples until they feel tender and your legs are trembling. “Wait here like a good girl until I get my strap ready… I’m going to fuck you so well,” you moan, your legs shaking as she walks behind you. You don’t dare to look over your shoulder, not wanting to be punished.

You look ahead, your boobs exposed to the street and your ass pushed back, surely exposed to your vampire girlfriend, wherever she is right now. You can’t hear her moving, but you never can. Damn vampires…

“Are you going to take me like the good girl you are? Are you going to fuck yourself back onto my cock?” You whine and she kisses your neck back. “Yes, yes, you are.” Her voice sounds patronizing and you hate it, and you hate it even more that it’s doing it for you.

“Fuck me already!” You tell her, annoyed.

You realize your mistake in less than two seconds “You shouldn’t have said that,” she says. You can hear the smirk on her voice, and the inherent threat behind it.

She pushes the dildo inside of you in one hard thrust that makes you almost hit the glass, only her hands around your hips stopping you. She fucks you with vampire speed, so fast that you can only see a blur of movements reflected on the glass as you feel like a thousand sparks travel to every one of the cells in your body. She’s fucking you within an inch of your life and you don’t know how much longer you could hold on. It’s too good, too intense, too perfect.

And just when you are about to explode, she pulls on your hair and throws your head back until your back arches almost painfully. She growls against your neck just a fraction of a second before you feel her fangs sinking deep. And that does it. The whole world fades into the back as she sucks from your neck and you spiral into an earth shattering orgasm.