Dirty girl

What about Vampire!hubsand Dom!sugar daddy! X FEM! Chubby reader! Sub! It's readers first time and since her husband is a Dom, he degrades her while in bed, and reader completely takes it to heart and she starts to cry, but her husband thinks it's good tears till he realizes it's not and IMMEDIATELY stops the second he realizes, asking if she's okay, and the whole night they cuddle with candles surrounding them and her husband just brushes hair out of her face and keeps on apologizing and the next day they try to do it again but less degrading and it works out and reader is happy to finally lose her V-card?.…

A/N: Hi there! I took liberties with the prompt because I’m not a fan of mixing first time with degradation and dom/sub. But I tried to do something that fits the request, hope you like it. Enjoy!

Vampire x fem!reader || degradation (light), dom/sub (light) || tw: mentions of blood

Adapting to your sugar daddy was harder than expected. At first, everything was laughs and smiles, but the first time you tried to fuck, it backfired so badly you ended up crying as he panicked and promised to buy you everything you wanted if you stopped crying.

Later, you both laughed about his “solution”, but in that moment, he’s all worried and offering you whatever it took only made you cry harder. He was just so fucking nice all the time, you couldn’t process it.

And after that, he had been very careful with you. Careful to the point of not wanting to touch you more than simple caresses, and every time you tried to kiss him and go further, he would pull away and run like the devil was chasing his soul. And it annoyed you. It annoyed you to no end because you were fucking horny and more than ready to be fucked by an ancient vampire.

“We need to fuck.” You tell him on a random Wednesday.

He looks up from his tablet and stares at you, unblinking. “What?”

You take a deep breath. “I know the first time didn’t go according to plan, but I want to feel your cock inside of me, I want to be filled to the brim by your cock and you should stop denying me,” your speech is fast and rushed, scared you’d lose your nerve if you don’t let it out.

He looks at you for a few seconds, you can almost hear the gears inside his brain turning and processing your words. You can see the doubt in his eyes and the tension in his shoulders, but when you think you are going to have to argue more with him, he asks: “Are you sure?”

You fist pump the air mentally. “Yes.”

And with that, his whole posture changes, his eyes darken and his smirk becomes almost dangerous. “Yes, what?” He asks, his head turned to the side. He’s testing you. But you know exactly what he wants.

“Yes, sir.” You shiver when you say it. The simple word, just one syllable, is enough to make your blood run faster, to make your heart skip a beat…

“Take all your clothes and kneel on the middle of the bed, hands behind your back,” you rush to do as you are told, your blood boiling as your heart accelerates inside your chest. “Such a dirty girl, so ready to be fucked, she doesn’t even ask if her master needs anything…” He teases and you whine, looking at him as you get into position. “You look so beautiful like that, what a vision.” His voice is reverent, like he’s speaking about a work of art, and it makes your inside twist in anticipation.

He touches the side of your torso, his cold fingers erupting goosebumps against your skin as you moan. He whispers compliments as he touches every naked inch of your body but the ones you want him the most. He ignores your erect nipples and your tingly pussy, but he touches you so softly and slowly... he drives you insane all the same.

“Touch me, please. Please, sir…” You beg, unable to resist. You are trembling, your body so tense and on edge with barely any touching that you are almost sure you could come with just a touch.

“Please, what? What do you want, dirty girl?” He asks, teasing you once again. He’s such a jackass, but good damn if that doesn’t make you want him more.

“Touch my pussy, please sir.” You let out after some struggling. Your tongue feels tied, like you can’t form proper words because of how pent up your desire is.

“Just because you asked nicely.” His tone has an edge of desperation you can’t miss, and only makes you needier for him. You want to give him everything, for him to take everything. “You are so wet for me, such a slutty dirty girl, you are dripping and I barely did nothing to you… Are you happy with that? Do you like being my slutty dirty girl?” You moan, unable to form words, but he takes that as a yes. “You are going to feel so good wrapped around my cock. Do you want that, dirty girl? Do you want to feel my cock buried inside your tight pussy?” You nod frantically, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Lay down, dirty girl, I want to see you fully.”

You do as you are told, and the second you are on your back, spread for him, his hands are on your boobs, caressing your nipples and making you scream with passion. He chuckles at your reaction, rubbing his cold thumbs over your pointy nipples and making you beg him to do more, to touch you more. He complies, kissing a trail down your body until his mouth is around your right nipple and you are grabbing his hair with such force you are worried he’s going to become bald.

And then he bites down, pushing some of his venom inside of you as he sucks a bit of your blood, driving both of you frantic in desperation. With only that, you two are more than ready to go, your brain blurry and your body tense in anticipation.

He gets on top of you, his dick resting against your opening. “Are you sure?” He asks again, making your heart swoon as you nod curtly. He leans down and claims your mouth in a deep kiss as his dick breaches your opening.

It’s like anything you’ve ever felt. He fills every inch of you, rubbing against your most sensitive places as he starts moving, a slow tempo that drives you both wild. Your heels dig on his ass, and your nails scratch his back until you smell the blood. But it only drives him wilder, fucking you harder, faster, telling you how good you feel, how wet you are… And with each word you get closer and closer to release. With each word, your brain gets a bit more blurry with pleasure and your orgasm is almost there…

“Come for me, dirty girl,” he whispers against your ear, kissing the side of your neck and propelling you to the best orgasm of your life.