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Fluff number 18 my parents seem to love you. Alucard castlevania,

I think this would be really cute,specifically in a modern au, if you've seen the games at all, castlevania continues well into 2030s where Alucard works for a secretive government branch as genya arikado. If not then however you like, I just gotta spread the world on this lesser known lore lol.

A/N: SCREAMS I haven't played the games I'm a fucking fraud but I really want to soon bc when I hyperfixate on things it's so difficult to think of anything else but life is really busy right now cries. One day soon I'll do it!! AU where nothing fucking bad happens and Adrian gets to live a happy life with his mom and dad!!!! Hope you like it MWUAH

"My parents love you" x Alucard

“Adrian, I have no idea how you managed to catch her eye but you need to keep her.” Lisa teased, shoving her son playfully on the side. He would always be the butt of the joke whenever having dinner with his parents, and you-the absolute love of his life. Vlad stayed quiet for the most part, except for a chuckle here or there, and when he was feeling spicy a dad joke thrown into the mix. “I think he’s doing a fine job at keeping me, Mrs. Tepes.” You smiled at her, glancing his way for a moment. Adrian simply smiled, rolling his eyes in amusement. 

It was a tradition at this point, having dinner with his parents at least once a month. More if there was a special occasion like a holiday or anniversary. It ended up being your idea, really. You enjoyed being around his family more than he thought you would. And honestly, it was a huge relief. Family was terribly important to Adrian, but he knew you had a broken family. Knew that being around family gatherings was difficult. He would never push you into seeing them more than you needed to. But you just, clicked so well with them. He had nothing to worry about.

The two of you had been together for nearly four years now. Your meeting was nothing exceptional, accidentally bumping into each other at the local bookstore you both frequented. And then bumping into each other again at a coffee shop. And then again at the bookstore. “Seems like fate really wants us to meet huh?” You joked, gripping onto the book you were perusing. From there it was like you had been together forever. None of the awkward dates trying to get to know each other. None of the weird anxious butterflies in your stomach that made you feel like you had to try hard to impress him. It just felt right. From the moment he asked you out on a date, it had been like the relationship had been established for decades. 

It felt like Vlad and Lisa all over again.

And then you went to meet his parents-and he was a nervous wreck. Not because he didn’t want to introduce you, but because you had recently confided in him the harsh upbringing you had. He had no idea what that was like, and it broke his heart to see how bright and shining you were, feel small when telling him your past.  But you wanted to meet them, make a good impression. It was important to you that they accepted you as his significant other. If my parents don’t like me, at least I have yours! You joked, laughing even if it was at your own expense. Meeting of his parents went...well. Interesting, but well. Vlad was as stoic as ever, stark difference to Lisa wanting to immediately smother you with questions of yourself, how you two met, what you do. She was his mother. Adrian tried to slow her down but you answered it all in stride, returning questions and asking her about her line of work specifically. And how the two of them were so brilliant. Everything from there? Well, it just clicked.

So to see you smiling so brightly at his parents and them returning the smiles sent him over the moon. The rest of dinner was smooth, you both bidding his parents farewell as you exited the castle back home. You walked hand in hand, Adrian looking at you like you personally hung the stars in the sky as you rambled about the different books you had been reading. You looked over when you didn’t hear a response with a quirk of your brow. “Earth to Adrian.” You waved, bringing him out of his lovesick stupor. “Have you been listening?” He hummed, noncommittal with his answer. “My parents love you, you know.” He blurted out, quite randomly to you. You blinked, cocking your head to the side with a smile. “I sure hope they do. You’ve been stuck with me for quite some time now.” You teased, leaning into his side. The grip on your hand tightened, turning his head to give your temple a kiss before returning to walking in silence as you continued with your stories.

They loved you, you knew that. But what you didn’t know was that this would be the final dinner you have with them before returning with a different title of fiancee. Earlier as you helped Lisa set the table, Adrian had shown his father the ring he planned on proposing with, and then Vlad distracted you enough with something in the study beforehand to show his mother. They loved you, as his girlfriend. And now, during your next dinner, they would love you as their daughter in law. 

Are you still writing about kinktober? I wanted the 28th with Alucard, please, and if you can't order it anymore, sorry!

A/N: Hi anon I hope you enjoy this! I got distracted halfway through and nearly forgot the prompt and just started writing smut whoops lol but I hope you like the lil drabble mwuah!

CW: handjob, pet names, cum, pussyjob (kind of?), subby Alucard idk what to tell you.

Panties/Lingerie x Alucard

It was a long day. It was a long, unforgiving day. Alucard had been all over the village, practically at the beck and call of the people. All for rather silly instances, but he helped nonetheless. He felt as if he needed to repay a debt his father had with humanity. But today? Was a long fucking day. And to top it all off there was a (very minor!) night creature attack. It was easy enough to deal with, but what he wasn’t anticipating was being covered in monster guts as he walked through the doors of his castle. He groaned, trying his best to get all the extra gunk off before treading through the corridors. 

“Adrian? Are you home?” Ah, his saving grace. You popped your head out of the bedroom with a look of concern plastered on your face. “Oh honey, what happened?” Alucard sighed, furrowing his brows and shaking his head. “I promise, you don’t want to know.” You gave him a sympathetic smile before taking a (clean?) hand and leading him to the bathroom. “Come on, come take a bath and I’ll give you a nice relaxing massage when you’re done, how does that sound?” He could have melted at the thought. “It sounds heavenly, darling. Thank you.” He placed a chaste kiss on your cheek before scurrying into the bathroom the scrub his skin raw. You on the other hand, had a few different ideas in mind before he got out.

After a much needed extensive bath, Alucard finally felt at peace in being in his own skin. After wringing out his hair and wrapping a towel around his hips, he returned back to the room ready to be able to relax with his love. “Darling, if you’re too tired you don’t--oh.” You stopped him dead in his tracks with what you were wearing. There you were in all your glory, wearing one of his favorite lingerie sets--a wine red teddy, with a lace snake applique and mesh covering your chest. You wore the matching panties, a rather small and useless g-string that barely covered your front let alone your back. You looked at him so innocent, sitting back on your knees with candles lit and oil on the nightstand, as if you dressed in such attire was normal. “Come lay down, love.” You patted the bed scooting back as he walked over to you in a daze. “What’s all this?” He gestured to you, smirk plastered on his face. You shrugged. “You look like you had a stressful day, I want to give you a massage. Is that so bad?” 

Oh, you tricky little minx. 

Alucard chuckled and let you have your fun, laying down on his stomach to give you access. “Thank you, sweetheart. You don’t have to do this.” The implication was deeper than the massage, but you pushed forward. “Oh hush, just enjoy this.” you applied a fragrant eucalyptus essential oil to your hands to warm it up before working at his shoulders and neck. You rubbed and dug into his muscles, loosening up any of the knots you could feel. Alucard practically moaned under your touch, melting into the bed more and more with each knot released. “Feel good?” you giggled when he nodded, working down lower towards his back. Knuckles dug into the muscle, working through the stress until he was more pliable underneath you. You leaned down and kissed the back of his neck as you continued to work at his back. You went at it for a solid twenty minutes before you tapped on his back and asked him to turn around. “Come on, gotta work at your chest too.” was your excuse, and continued to play your little game. Alucard turned with a smile and you went to straddle him. “Helps with leverage” You’d say, throwing him a cheeky little smile and warmed up more oil in your hands before working the same way on his shoulders and down his chest. 

You really were just massaging him, innocent, like you said you would. So imagine his surprise when you leaned and started kissing on his neck and nipping, hands trailing down to his groin. His eyes shot open (when did he close them?) and made an indignant sound from his throat. “Shh, honey, let me take care of you. You did so much today.” You cooed, shimmying down and unwrapping the towel he still had on--the only thing he had on. Alucard’s breathing hitched as oiled hands grabbed onto his now half hard cock, pumping him fully. His hands hovered over your hips, unsure if he should even stop--even if just to admire you. “Darling..” He whispered, hips thrusting into your hand when you gripped him a bit firmer. You leaned back, slowly and deliberately jerking his cock, the lingerie set on fully display now. 

“God, you know how much I love when you wear that set.” He groaned out, eyes fluttering as he watched you through his lashes. The way your tits looked in the sheer cups drove him wild. They looked so delicious, leaving nothing to the imagination and yet it was a beautiful surprise. He especially loved the detailing on the snakes, trailing up your body making you look like the goddess he always envisioned you to be. The panties were just wide enough to cover your pussy, however just as sheer--and now darkened with a wet patch of your arousal. He wanted to lick and suck your cunt of your juices. But the way you looked like an ethereal being, pumping his dick and your eyes half lidded stopped him in his tracks. You took your time, fingers smearing his precum over the shaft, free hand cupping his balls. Adrian shut his eyes tight, stifling back a groan and trying his damndest to stop himself from shooting a load so quick. But the vision of you in that lingerie set was burned into his retinas, and not even closing his eyes would help him when you still looked just as good in his memory. “F-Fuck, sweetheart, I won’t last if you keep going.” His hands tightened on the sheets of the bed, fucking himself up into your hand. “You don’t have to, Adrian. I want you to cum for me, please honey.” Your words sounded so sickeningly sweet, like molasses dripping from your tongue. You opened your mouth and let a glob of your saliva drip down to the tip of his reddened cock, trailing his shaft and giving you more lube to slicken up his cock. Your hand increased in speed, flicking your wrist for better motion.

Adrian’s mouth hung open, trying with all his might to keep his eyes on you. It felt so undeniably good, he was lost in the pleasure of it all. You took the look in his eyes as being distracted, and suddenly your clothed pussy was pressed against his dick, and Adrian felt all the heat radiating from that tight little cunt that he knew to be his and his alone. “Fuck.” Was all he could say before shooting thick ropes of cum onto the red teddy, cum reaching as high as covering your tits, spilling over your stomach and dripping onto your pussy. His cock twitched in your hand as you milked him dry, smearing the cum on his head directly onto the sheer panties, sight of it having him shooting one last spurt into the fabric. His head hit the pillow, trying to catch his breath. Alucard took one last peak at you, rubbing his cum into the fabric and scooping up a particularly large glob right onto your tongue and swallowing. The sight of it was getting him hard again.

“I’ll take good care of you, honey.” You promised, before pulling the panties off to the side and rubbing your cunt right on his hardening cock. You weren’t done with him, and if he were being honest with himself, the way you were looking in that set he wasn’t going to be done with you for a few more hours.

16 with Alucard please and thank you!

A/N: I used the game ref for his height bc you got me all the way fucked up if you think I'm listening to Netflix when they say he's shorter than Trevor PLEASE be so serious. Alucard is 6'3" here, enjoy the fic MWUAH

CW: Manhandling, pet names, size kink

Size Difference x Alucard

“Adrian, can you help me grab something on the top shelf please?” You whined and huffed, pointing to the offensive item in the kitchen pantry. Your husband breathed out a laugh, reaching up to assist you. “Anything else you need while I’m up here, princess?” He teased, waiting for an answer. “Actually, yeah, that stuff while you’re at it!” 

“Why didn’t you ask for help to hang that, love?” Alucard questioned seeing you on a chair tiptoeing up to put up some homey decorations. “I can do it!” you strained, finally, finally placing the decor up on the hook. Alucard simply rolled his eyes with a smile, letting you be independent. 

It was always like this--you would either get too frustrated trying to get something too high up for you and called Alucard over, or he would find you in compromising positions trying to reach if he wasn’t around. And honestly, he loved seeing you struggle just a little bit. You were just so small--Alucard standing nearly a foot higher in height he towered over you. He didn’t bring it up much, he knew how much you hated being reminded how tiny and ‘frail’ you were in comparison to him. But he just..couldn’t help staring sometimes. How he had perfect view of down your shirt, seeing your tits so snug. The way you looked up at him so innocent, though all he could think of was how you would look with his cock stuffed in your mouth. How, when you were feeling particularly needy, you had to reach up on your toes to give him a kiss if he pulled back too far, whining while doing so. He just loved the difference.

He’s usually great at suppressing his urges, initiating when you seemed restless, or letting you do so. But tonight? You walked out wearing one of his pajama shirts that completely engulfed your body. Alucard already wore loose fitting clothing to bed, so the way his shirt swung lower like a dress, but not quite long enough to cover your ass, only covered by a pair of your underwear had him reeling. You, of course, thought nothing of it, simply getting ready for bed as you always do. “Sweetheart, are you wearing my shirt?” He breathed out, mesmerized how your ass peaked out with each step you took. “Oh, yeah, I hope you don’t mind.” You gave him a smile, crawling into bed with him. He said nothing, waiting for you to get situated before moving to grab your face and bring it close to his own. “Of course I don’t mind, beautiful.” His lips were on you after that, mindful of the fangs as he nipped and suckled your lower lip. You gasped, Alucard gaining access to your mouth and slipping his tongue in freely. It didn’t take long for the kiss to become heated, Alucard climbing on top of you before pulling away--looming over you. “Look at you, so small underneath me...imagine how easy it is for me to break you.” He looked like a wild animal above you, eyeing you up like prey. This only turned you on, feeling the dampness collecting in your underwear. Big doe eyes looked up at him in anticipation, as his hands moved to push up his sleep shirt from your body. “So small, so easy to throw around, you need me to protect you don’t you darling?” He didn’t mean it, you both knew he didn’t. You were so capable of protecting yourself, one of the reasons he fell in love with you was for your determination and strength, but he couldn’t help himself. He needed to hear you say it.

You nodded, finding your voice, shaky “Yes, Adrian..I need you to protect me, you’re so strong.” God it sounded good coming out of your mouth. Alucard practically tore the shirt off you, keeping you in just your underwear. His mouth latched onto your nipple, teeth scraping down your skin and swirling his tongue around the hardening bud before moving to the other. You whimpered above him, bucking your hips up into nothing. Large hands pushed your hips down, Alucard growling. “Patience, sweetheart, I’ll give you what you want.” He promised, leaning back and seeing how his hands engulfed your tummy. He grew feral, tossing his shirt off to the side and pulling his rock hard cock out of his pants, not bothering to take them off fully. He didn’t have the patience to be off you, even if he just asked for it. He lifted your legs around his waist, slapping his cock onto your pussy before laying down on your stomach. “You see that, princess? See how deep I’ll be in you?” You whimpered, looking down at the sheer girth and size of your husband’s dick. It always feels like you’re splitting apart at the seams, but seeing the size difference between the two of you in this life has you clenching your dripping hole. “P-please Adrian, I want it, I need it.” You babbled, trying your best to grind on him to no avail. 

“Sweetheart, I need to prep you, I’ll break you in half if I don’t.” He was teasing you, smirk plastered on his face. Two long fingers prodded at your entrance, pushing in with ease. You moaned, sloppy pussy sucking in his fingers. “Look at how greedy you are, love. You just can’t get enough of my long fingers.” Alucard scissored his fingers in you, stretching you out you writhed underneath him. “‘M ready Adrian, please, please I’m ready!” He couldn’t argue with how pretty you begged. Alucard sucked on his fingers after being in your cunt with a moan. “I’m going to need to taste you later.” He mumbled before pushing his thick cock in you to the hilt, pressing his hips into yours. “Do you feel me, sweetheart? You feel how deep I am?” He couldn’t stop thinking of the size difference, pressing a hand on your stomach. You gasped, tightening around him. “I’m all the way up here, beautiful. So fucking deep in you.” He growled out, fucking into you at a brutal pace. He pressed down on your stomach still, feeling the bulge expand and shrink with each thrust of his dick. Tears streamed down your face as you spoke nonsense, sentences slurred. You were completely cockdrunk, can only think about Alucard above you, how much bigger than you he was, how full he made you feel. His cock pounded into your swollen pussy, creamy ring forming around the base as he stuffed you, relentless.

“Gonna keep you under me for hours, sweetheart. Can’t let you go.” And he would make good on that promise.

12 and 10 fluff with Alucard 🥺 he is feeling insecure about his scars, and about his own being, considering himself to be a monster, and then reader calms him down

A/N: Me pouting the entire time I wrote this bc I love alucard sm and I hate thinking of him sad lmao. I hope this one is okay and that you like it, I'm not sure if it's my best work ): mwuah

"Hold me" "I wish you could see how I see you" x Alucard

Some days are easy. Some days are nice walks in the park, getting free loaves of freshly baked bread because the village people are so grateful for everything he’s done. Some days are sweet, simple, enjoying the day with the love of his life. Other days?

Other days are hard. Terribly so. 

Today was a hard day. A mental rain cloud had been brewing over Alucard for the last few hours, starting when he saw himself fresh out of the bath, scars seared into his skin from what could be one of the most terrible nights of his life. The traumatic events flashed in his mind, rendering him still with fear. Fear that it’d happen again, with you, fear that he’d be useless in the face of danger if someone came for you, fear that he even had the capacity of thinking you capable of such wickedness. His hands trembled, staring at himself in the mirror, a tear escaping from his eye before turning away from the mirror, dressing quickly and getting on with his duties for the day. He didn’t want to think about it anymore.

But the fear had latched onto him, growing and festering into an ugly cycle of feeling self conscious and not good enough, hating the way the scars look, hating the way the scar his father left behind looked. His body marred with imperfect skin, showing the world his weaknesses. The rain cloud had split open and a thunderstorm loomed over him, retiring much earlier from his chores than intended. He threw himself into his studies in hopes that he would forget the sick feeling in his stomach. 

“Adrian, honey?” Your sweet voice called out to him, and it broke him out of his stupor. He forgot about dinner. A dinner that he insisted on helping you with. And he left you there to finish it all by yourself. Alucard felt miserable. He’d been brewing in his own misery; he had been ignoring not only his duties to the village but to you. You must hate him, you must think he’s so selfish, and lazy, and no good, and-- “Ah, there you are!” You smiled, skipping over to him before noticing how rotten he looked. “Adrian? Are you okay?” You worried, bringing a hand up to his forehead. He tried his best to put on a brave face, shaking his head. “I’m fine, love, don’t worry about me. I’m sorry I lost track of him, I left you to prepare dinner alone.” He stood, ready to put on a facade for the rest of the night, lest you think something awful of him. 

But you knew him better than anyone. 

“Dinner can wait, why don’t we just go to the room for a bit?” He wanted more than anything to stay distracted and not think of the burning his skin felt today. But he knew you wouldn’t let him continue to wallow. Alucard sighed, saying nothing and heading into your shared room. You gave him space, sitting across from him. You didn’t ask any specifics, not needing them. All you needed to know is that Alucard wasn’t feeling his best, and that you would do anything for him. “Adrian, sweet boy...what can I do to help?” Your soft voice nearly ruined him, a broken sob escaping without his consent. The palms of his hands pressed into his eyes, hating more than anything in the world this was happening. Now was not the time to look weak. But he needed you, needed to feel grounded. So he broke. “Can you...can you hold me? Please?” He let out a shaky breath, and silently you moved to him, cradling his head in your hands and bringing him closer to your chest, Your legs wrapped around his torso, trying to cover as much of him as possible with yourself, hoping that whatever was tormenting him would slip away with your presence. 

“I’m sorry--I’m sorry love, I fucked up and I missed dinner. I didn’t mean to, I lost track of time and--” You hushed him mid sentence, rocking him gently back and forth in your arms. “Tell me what’s really going on, this isn’t about dinner.” Alucard steadied himself, releasing a breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding. “I can’t stand looking at myself. Not with these disgusting scars.” Your heart shattered hearing how awful he talked about himself. You cursed the world for ever hurting your sweet boy like this. “Adrian, light of my life, fire in my veins, my handsome man--you’re perfect.” You kissed his temple, running a hand over his hair. “The scars are a reminder that you persevered. That you survived.” You gently reminded him, and another kiss. “I wish you could see how I see you. I love every detail about you, I’m so sorry you’ve endured the life you have, but I am so grateful that it has brought you to me.” Slowly, you untangled yourself from him and sat on your knees before him. You took his hands that had loosened from his eyes, kissing each wrist. You pushed the sleeve of his shirt up, kissing the patches of scar tissue that showed through. You moved to his chest, kissing the scarring that showed through the shirt, and mirrored your actions to his other arm. You let go of his arms, wiping away the remaining tears that stained his cheeks and kissed his eyelids, before pressing your forehead to his. 

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met in my life, inside and out. And that includes the scars. Never doubt yourself, or my love for you. I’ll be here with you, until the ends of the Earth.”

You can make the fluffy list into the prompt 26 -Is that... "Is that a dog? and I thought of Alucard reacting or saying that when I saw him arriving at the castle with a dog, I'm sorry, I love dogs and I thought Alucard would say that and I'm sorry if I don't understand, English is not my language.

A/N: Hi honey it's okay that English isn't your first language! Thank you for the ask! I hope this is okay, I tried my best with the prompt but it felt somewhat difficult for me with this one? It's on the shorter side ): But I hope it brings a smile to your face anyways!

"Is that...Is that a dog?" x Alucard

“Darling...”

“Adrian, wait--”

“Is that..”

“Light of my life, reason I breathe, please let me just”

“Is that a dog?”

Bark!

You sighed,looking over at the small fluffy pup that you had smuggled into the castle earlier that day. A smile crossed your face when the little baby licked at your hand, tail wagging. “Yes, baby, it’s a dog. It’s our dog!” Alucard furrowed his brows, looking at the ‘thing’ like it personally insulted him. “I don’t remember getting a dog.” He mumbled, seemingly annoyed. But then he looked at you, and god he could melt at how smiley and happy you were with the puppy. How on Earth could he ever be mad at something that brought you so much joy--

Bark!

Right. That. “I know you’re not very fond of dogs,” You started, pout already evident in your tone. (He was such a cat person and you knew it) “But he’s so sweet, and he was all alone in the forest scared and defenseless--I couldn’t just leave him there!” You were such a thoughtful and caring person, of course you’d bring in a scared little animal. Alucard would simply...have to learn to deal with it.

Over the course of the next few days, it felt as if both boys in the house were vying for your attention, Alucard more than ever before. If the puppy was in your lap and taking up too much of your attention, Alucard would scowl and scoot you closer to him. The pup would growl at him, nosing his way into your shirt for a nap. The offense Alucard would take. You couldn’t help but laugh at first, because why on earth would he be ready to fist fight a puppy over something so silly? “Adrian, honey, please. He’s just a baby.” “What about me?” You cackled. “You’re my baby too!” You would appease your lover with a kiss, running your fingers through his hair and scratching at his head (god he really was a cat person, personality and all). “What if I let you name him, hm? Would you feel closer to him?”

Alucard thought for a moment, before smirking. “Fine. Treffy.”

“Adrian Tepes, we are not naming our dog that!”

8- Virginity with Alucard x virgin reader, please? I don't know if it has already been ordered. Thank you!

A/N: Tyyy for the req I haven't done this one yet! Got a little carried away with this I think, but very fun to write! Hope you like it! Mwuah

CW: Vriginity loss, pet names, that's it i think lol

Virginity x Alucard

It had been months of soft touches, sweet kisses, and promises of a loving life between you and your newfound love, Adrian Tepes. Meeting him seemed like a dream, the way he would always hold doors open for you, smile at you so lovingly, make sure you were comfortable. You’d open up to him as much as he did to you, learning each others’ deepest intimate secrets. One of which was the admittance of still being a virgin at your age. You were always nervous to divulge that information, feeling men think you prude. You just...hadn’t been interested. And all the men you’ve had the (dis)pleasure of meeting were, well, gross. Which is why when Adrian had asked to court you, you thought it was a joke. You laughed it off, giving him a ‘that’s funny, Adrian!’ before realizing he was being serious. You swore your heart stopped.

The months of courting had been the most perfect months of your life, and you were ready to take it to the next step with him. You wanted him to be your lover. “Adrian..” You found him in the study, looking at him through your lashes, bashful. He smiled that gorgeous smile at you, reaching a hand in your direction that you gladly took, guiding you to the chair next to his. “Yes, my dear? What is it?” So attentive. You steadied yourself before continuing. “I want...I want to make love.” Your red face now matched his, dropping the quill onto the desk. “That’s a big decision, giving me your virginity. Are you sure? We don’t have to discuss this now if you’re uncomfortable.” 

You took his concern as unwillingness, pout on your lips. Did he not want to...? Of course, the past he’s endured of course he wouldn’t want to. You gasped, suddenly feeling guilty. “I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, I’m sorry! I should have thought first, oh Adrian I’m--” He hushed you, taking both hands in his. “Darling, I’m more than willing to lay with you. Please make no mistake.” God, how can he just say things like that? “I want to make sure this is what you want. That you’re not doing this for me.” You squeezed his hands, “I’m sure, Adrian. I’ve never been more sure.”

So hours later, you’re underneath the Dhampir, writhing in pleasure as he suckles at your clit with a slender finger fucking into your virgin hole. “Haah, fuck. Feels so good, Adrian. B-better than my, aah, fingers” You admit to him, tugging at his hair when he sucks harder. “Hmm, how bold.” He smirks, looking up at you nosing your clit. “Do you think of me when you touch yourself?” You nod, mouth open and eyes hazy as he slips another finger into your pussy, stretching you out. You looked like a goddess to him, he couldn’t believe you were gifting him something so precious as your virginity. “You’re so tight around my fingers, beloved. Relax, I’ll make you feel good.” You let out a shaky breath you didn’t realize you were holding onto, looking down at him as he continued to lick around your pussy and clit, scissoring his fingers inside of you to help stretch you for what’s to come.  “Let me hear your pretty voice, what do you think of when you finger yourself?” 

You diverted your gaze with flushed cheeks, “I-I think of you t-taking me, aah, in your bed, mmh! In your study, too, on the desk.” He waited, expectantly, working you closer to your high. He could feel it, the way you started clenching on his fingers. “In different positions! Fuck, Adrian I want to try different positions!” You couldn’t help but get louder, the way he fucked into you with his fingers felt so fucking good. You couldn’t continue speaking, only babbling how good he felt before the feeling in your tummy snapped and you came around his fingers, your cunt drooling on his digits. He slowed, letting you ride out your high and seeing that cute little hole spasm around him. “Mmm, we will darling. Later. I want to take you like you deserve right now.” He couldn’t help himself, Alucard scooped up your juices and sucked his fingers into his mouth, moaning at the delicious, sweet taste of your pussy. He could do this for hours, but that would wait too. “Are you okay, sweetheart.” You nodded, blissed out smile plastered on your face. “Mhm, keep going Adrian.” He chuckled at your impatience, “insatiable and you’ve only just gotten a taste. I’ll have my hands full with you.”

Alucard lined his cock at your hole, waiting for your approval to continue, (he thought your neck would snap at how rapidly you were nodding, eager.) “Just breathe, sweetheart, I’ll go slow.” He pushed in, so painfully slow, his breath hitching as you gasped, trying to keep a steady breath. The stretch was uncomfortable, but not painful. He’d stretched you out so nicely with his fingers that it was bearable. He paused, waiting for you to give him the okay. As kind, patient, and caring Alucard was he was losing his mind with how tight you felt around him. So warm, and wet, and eager to swallow him whole. You urged him to continue, and he didn’t take a second thought before pushing in the rest of the way, feeling how you tightened around him just by taking his entire dick. Your back arched, nails digging into his biceps with pleasure. “Adrian, please.” You whined, not sure what you were begging for. He smirked, coming down to cover your body with his and leaning on his forearms, “Whatever you want, darling.” 

Adrian pulled out to the tip, seeing you squirm before shoving his cock back into you, hearing those beautiful cries. His pace quickened, white ring forming around the base of his cock as he continued to fuck into you. Your pretty little cunt felt so good, so good that Alucard doesn’t know how he held out for so long. He feels so grateful to have you, grateful that you trust him enough for this, grateful to be buried balls deep in the tightest, sloppiest little hole. “Doing so good for me, honey, does it feel good?” He borderline teased, Adrian knew what he was doing. You nodded, frantic, tears pooling at the corner of your eyes. “Yes! Yes, s’good Adrian, so good!” You babbled on, repeating how good he felt inside of you, how big he felt, to keep going. A hand came down to rub at your clit, helping you get to your second orgasm of the night. You pulled him down by the back of his neck, wanting to kiss him as you came on his cock for the first time. You wanted him to invade all of your senses, the feeling pure euphoria as he squirmed and spasmed around his length, Alucard pounding into you now. You whined into his mouth, bucking your hips through your high. 

He stuttered, pulling out at the last second and spilling himself over your stomach. The two of you stayed still as you caught your breath, Adrian slowly pulling out and moving to get you cleaned up. You stayed in his arms, peppering kisses on his face with a smile. “Thank you Adrian, it felt so good.” He sighed, relishing in your praises. “Anything for you, sweetheart.”

Another pause.

“Can you...not pull out next time?” You were the absolute death of him.

Hii! I absolutely adore your writing so much honestly my fav tumblr acc<3

Could you pretty pls do 37 on the kinktober list with Alucard 😽

A/N: I'm sorry this one is shorter than normal ): I tried my best I hope you still like it though mwuah <3

Overstimulation x Alucard

"T-too much darling please, I can’t–aah" Alucard was nearly panting with your touch. You'd been teasing him for hours, using him for your own pleasure. Once you let him cum he thought you'd be done for the night. Instead, you grinned at him like the devil and sunk down on his cock again. He couldn't help but get hard, seeing you bouncing in his lap, tits on full display—truly a sight to behold. 

But then you just kept going--ripping orgasm after orgasm from the Dhampir. You both were sticky with sweat and cum, but you just couldn’t seem to care when he kept making such sweet noises and writhing underneath you. “Shh, just one more. Please? For me?” God you looked so sweet asking, Alucard wanted to say no, that he just couldn’t, but your big doe eyes had him melting even if his cock was red and raw with how you’d keep jerking him and riding him. So instead, he nodded, gripping the sheets underneath him. You were being generous, really, by using your mouth. A glob of saliva dribbled down from your tongue to his cock head, watching it drip down the shaft. You were so enamored with his body, you couldn’t help but to keep using it for your pleasure. You wrapped your lips around him, mouthing at the shaft, and placing sloppy kisses around his cock. “You’re so pretty, Adrian.” A whispered praise that had him preening. You kissed lower and lower until you sucked at one of his balls, moaning around him as you tasted cum from the last round that dripped down. “Taste yummy, too..” you licked a wet stripe up his shaft, pressing a kiss to his tip and finally suckling him into your mouth. Alucard whimpered, bucking his hips up even with the pain. It just felt too good. He couldn’t help it, your mouth was so warm and wet. Tears escaped his eyes, the overstimulation frying his brain as you continued to suck on him. 

Your tongue lapped his slit before sinking back down on him, the tip hitting the back of your throat with a gag. You took him as best you could, even with all the times you sucked Alucard off it was difficult to get used to how big he was. “Sweetheart, a-ah fuck! Please, please let me cum aga-aah..” He whined, a hand hastily grabbing at the roots of your hair, and tugging harder than he normally would. Alucard was mindlessly crying out to you, the pleasure and pain mixing into the most diabolical and euphoric type of high. You clicked your tongue, letting him grab at you so harshly and letting up from his cock just for a moment, “Just a bit longer, sweet boy,” and sinking down again, sloppily making out with his cock. The tips of your fingers teased at the slit, feeling pre cum oozing out as he twitched in your hand. Alucard kept begging you to let him finish, tears staining his face, mindlessly fucking up into your hand. 

Finally, finally, you wrapped your lips wholly around him again and hollowed out your cheeks, bobbing your head at a quicker pace up and down. “Pleasepleaseplease don’t stop, keep going, darling ke-ep g-going--fuck!” His broken cries turned into sobs, fucking your mouth as he came down your throat one last time. Even after so many orgasms he had spilled just a bit more into your mouth, which you happily swallowed down. “No more, no more” He begged, pushing at your face as you let him go. Alucard looked down at you, angelic as always even after the cruelty you had just shown him. A shaky hand caressed your cheek as he caught his breath, smiling as you turned to his palm for a small kiss.

“You are a vile woman.” He joked, voice breathy. You couldn’t help but giggle, and climb up to his face and cover it with kisses. “You looked so good, I couldn’t help myself, honey.” He’ll definitely be getting back at you another time.

He who was found in chains, set free. | XI

A/N:Sorry for the delay in chapters life has gotten very busy screams;; this is a shorter chapter, kind of a filler? But the episode this was based off (S4E7) is a rather slow one to begin with, so I figured I'd take the time to describe their heart break and the realization of love. I hope you enjoy it all the same, next chapter will start picking up the pace with action, maybe a bit of romance? We'll see!

You can read on Ao3 here!

You were scared to go outside. You were scared to leave the castle, scared to even leave your room. The confidence, the smiling, living freely-everything was ripped from you in an instant. And worse of all you weren’t sure if you even wanted to see Alucard or not. On one hand, you were furious, furious that he left you for so long and came back with the devil himself. The man that tortured you, abused you, belittled you. You’ve never felt so betrayed like this-never thought you could feel so betrayed. But it felt like Alucard had no regard for you or your life the way he had been acting (how could he act a specific way? He abandoned you.) You had locked yourself away in the room, the townspeople forgetting you even existed. You’re scurry along the edges of the halls whenever you needed even just a slice of bread to get you through the next few days. You remembered the days of never eating real meals. You could go back to it just as quickly, eating for survival and not for enjoyment. Alucard hadn’t seen you in days. Every time he thought he could grab a hold of you, you’d go back to the room with a small click of the lock and ignored all his calls through the door. You were rotting away in there, and he must have known it was his own fault. He broke your trust, and you must hate him.

You were grateful for the bathroom being a part of the suite, as you have no idea how you’d be able to avoid people for as long as you have. Even so, you barely had the energy to bathe, periodically doing so just to make sure you really weren’t rotting away. The curtains were closed, shutting away the light. Oh, how your heart felt torn to pieces. Slowly, Alucard had put you back together, helping you find your own voice, find things you love. You found your smile, if only just for the first time in your entire existence. He helped you learn, taught you so much about the world, and how it was kind and forgiving. You found yourself, learning more about yourself and your ancestry. You were a witch! And you would be a good one! Now, you didn’t even have the energy to read, let alone study on the craft. Laying in bed felt like laying in your casket. Limbs cold, bleary vision, ready to just waste away. 

But, oh, being away from Adrian hurt more than the betrayal. Every time he knocked on your door, your heart broke. Each call out to you, saying your name so softly, hearing him beg for you to just open the door, just let him see you, just let him apologize--you’d go to the bathroom and close the door, crying in the tub just so that he doesn’t hear you. But you couldn’t help but sob, crying into your hands with a head so heavy. He’d still hear you anyways, his hearing so sharp he can catch almost anything. It destroyed him, knowing that he was the cause of all this pain. Not realizing that you cried so terribly because you wanted more than anything in the world to hold him, to be surrounded and overwhelmed by him and only him. Once, you really thought about opening the door. He’d brought you food, like he did almost every day, hoping you’d eat. Sometimes he’d leave it at your door and leave you be for a few hours until returning with the food still untouched. You wondered what the townspeople have been doing to the castle. You hear the children sometimes outside. You wonder if Adrian is with them, making them laugh. You wonder if he’s with her. With Greta. You wonder if he smiles at her like he used to smile at you. You wonder if he thinks about you when she’s around. You wonder if one day he’s just going to rip the door off its hinges and throw you out to the wolves for all your troubles and burdens. You wonder if he’ll do worse; stop coming around altogether and let you rot and fester until death takes you in this room.

And then you can’t help but cry some more, because oh, you realize this is what love is. And that you love Alucard. You love Adrian Tepes. And love hurts.

-

“I’ve left food for you, please, you need to eat.” He murmured against the door, again, and ventured off into the castle. These days he had no energy to do much, forcing himself to work on helping the village. It’s been hard, without you around. He knows it’s his own fault. He knows he deserves this. He tries not to think too much on it, for he’ll spiral out of control in misery. He’d found himself on the peak of his castle, overlooking the land and listening to the laughter of children. He looked down, seeing them all waving up to him, “hm..”

Alucard jumped.

The children looked on, terrified of the man falling to his seeming doom before stopping only a few feet above them. “Boo.”

The shock turned into laughter, the children giggling before running away probably to tell others of what they just saw. He smiled.

“That was nice of you.” Greta came into view, Alucard looking bashful that he was perceived. “I didn’t realize anyone was watching.”

“I was looking for you. Imagine my surprise when you dropped out of the sky and frightened a year’s growth out of the little bastards.”

Alucard sighed, looking away from her, guilt painted on his features. “Sorry.”

“No, really. It was nice of you. They don’t all have an adult who’ll pay any attention at all to them.”

“Let alone plummet down on them like death from above, I suppose.”

“You gave them a story they’ll be telling forever.”

-

“I wanted to talk to you about defenses, and I wanted to ask about your food supplies.” Alucard sighed, looked at the entrance of his castle that he now faced. “I’m not sure there’s much.” He really had no idea, saying as he was really only cooking for two--well, one. Now. and he didn’t keep much else around.

“Well that’s the thing. I was hoping we could use some of the dried meat you have to make meals go a little further?” 

“Use it all.”

“Seriously?”

“Whatever you can find. I tended to forage fresh food in the mornings, but I’m sure I have some preserved things in the pantries.” To be honest, Alucard was only half paying attention to the conversation, eyes always drifting up to your window. Hoping, praying that one day he’d catch it open, that one day the curtain would even be slightly to the side bringing it some sunlight. That he’d be able to catch just a glimpse of your face.

“You don’t actually know what you’ve got in your castle, do you?” Greta’s voice brought him back, and he really wished it hadn’t. “Not really.” He shrugged.

“It looks like you were feeding an army in there up until a couple of months ago.”

Well....

“It wasn’t me. But I take your point. I’ve been...preoccupied. Beyond clearing up some damage from...let’s talk about something else. Defenses” He thought of all the times he could have spent cleaning up debris, or taking inventory of what was actually left in the castle, talking with you. Spending time with you. Learning your intricacies, the little nuances and ticks that you do when you’re trying to learn something new, or when you’re cooking, or when you’re explaining a new dish that you’ve always wanted to try and he was finally able to grab the proper ingredients for you. 

He’s been preoccupied, letting you take over all the time in the world.

“I mean, I hope just closing your castle doors will keep people away, but...”

Greta sighed, looking towards her people.

“..We’re going to start losing the light soon. Let me show you where the weapons are kept..and then we’ll look at the outside.”

-

Alucard continued to throw himself into working with the townspeople, working with Greta to make sure their defenses were up. That they felt safe. And when the night came, the last remaining ounces of people he would have until the predictable fighting began, he thought of you. He wondered if you’d ever forgive him for the treachery he committed. The nightmares that he brought to your home. Alucard could never just think it his castle again. You were the light that shone down on him, showing him the good in people again. Teaching him that he can be kind, and forgiving, and patient. You showed him how to love learning about the unknown again. Your very existence permeated through the cracks of the walls, an existence he yearned for more and more with each passing second. 

He missed you. He missed you more than he missed the ghost of his father, hell he might even miss you more than he missed his mother. And you were only a wall away, and yet it might as well be galaxies and oceans between you. He should have done more, should have done better after bringing you to your room to rest.

Adrian lifted you from the ground, holding onto you like you were the single most precious being in existence. You sobbed into his chest, nails sinking into his skin as he walked towards the castle. He whispered sweet nothings to you, hoping to calm your torments. But it all fell on deaf ears, you just wanted to be back inside. 

As he approached the doors Greta had confronted him about the man who had just run into the forest without an explanation as to what happened. Alucard scowled, pressing you closer to his chest. “You’d do well to kill him should he ever rear his ugly head around here again. I’ll be less forgiving.” 

“And why would I do that?”

He didn’t want to have this conversation with you here. He also didn’t feel right talking about your past at all. It wasn’t anyone else’s business. He turned away and proceeded to walk away from the confrontation, leaving with “Should I ever see him again, his body is the next on the stakes in front of my castle.”

He shouldn’t have left you alone. He shouldn’t have said that he had important matters to attend to. There was nothing more important than you. He should have stayed with you, and held you as you slept, and begged for your forgiveness when you woke up. But he left, and his heart felt like stone weighing him down to the core of the Earth. Alucard sat in his study, head heavy in his hands as he wept, tears dripping in splatters on the cold hardwood. It was hard to breathe.

And then he wept more, because oh, he realized this is what love is. And that he loves you. And that he’ll only ever love you.

And love hurts.

With the last kinks you did, they were hard and good!! but I was looking at your other list and I read this my god, you never told me that you knew how to cook and I remembered that it has always been said that Alucard is a good cook, but what would happen if one day after patrolling the village, he arrived to see that his beautiful wife prepared lunch or dinner for him, Alucard deserves to be cared for and fed well after so much that has happened to him 🥺

A/N: I love Adrian Tepes with my entire being!!!! I want to dote on him forever!! ;; ty for the sweet fluff I love him. I was trying to keep this lighthearted and funsies hahas but somehow it got super serious and romantic gah ;A; I loved this and I hope you love it too mwuah

"Oh my god I didn't know you could cook" x Alucard

Days were getting longer, more sunlight shining through the sky for a few extra hours, for which Alucard was grateful. The attacks on the village were still steady, however he did less and less as time went on, the makeshift soldiers amongst the property becoming quite successful at fending for themselves. Of course, Alucard would still be around should anything drastic occur. This was his castle and within the walls, he had a duty to protect the people he’d invited into his home. Some days were harder for him though, mind always floating back to his pregnant wife that he’d leave throughout his patrols to care for the village. It pained him, but you’d always be there and shoo him away saying ‘we’re fine here, Adrian, go look after someone who needs it!’ with a wink and a bump of your hip. He was so grateful for you, for how patient you are with him, how loving and caring you are with all the children around the village--Alucard truly couldn’t have asked for a better life. 

Even Trevor, the notoriously obnoxious (now father!) fighter had been reeled in, being put in his place one too many times by you and Sypha to poke and prod at him anymore. He was softer whenever you came around, in fear of another shoe being brought down on his head. (He said your ‘hormones would only get worse from here, careful Alucard’ with a snicker, before feeling the thud of a boot falling from the staircase above him. Frantic he looked up at you, to which you replied ‘I’ll show you hormones, Belmont!’ he never brought it up again.)

But now you’re seven months pregnant, and Alucard fears for your safety more and more. He wishes to be there, more present than he has been (you say he’s been present, he doesn’t feel it!) He thinks of the last moments before he walked out into the early morning light to patrol the village for the day, belly round and waddling to give him one last kiss at the door. He’s mentally drawn hearts around the picture in his mind, finishing up the patrol as quickly as he could. It was getting closer to dinner time, which means that he had to get home to cook you and the baby a meal! A few more loose conversations here and there, and he was off--back home to his doting wife and mother of his child. 

“Sweetheart I’m--hm?” The mix of delicious aromas filled his senses, warmth in the castle emitting from the kitchen. This...is new. You’d never really made more than a few scrambled eggs in the morning, hastily scrounging something up before you went on your early patrols (before you were pregnant) and now he’s smelling what could be an entire holiday meal coming from the kitchen. Slowly he made his way, poking his head through the entryway and smiling at the sight: you with an apron (that barely fit! cute) tied at your back, plopping a few bowls and pots on the kitchen table that was set already for the both of you. Your hair was messy, tied back in a ribbon and your brows scrunched, probably trying to get everything perfect. But you were happy, he could tell: the smile on your face gave it away. He knocked on the wall as to not startle you, “darling, what are you doing?”

You let out a small gasp, too concentrated at the task at hand to realize you were being watched. Your cheeks grew warm, smiling at your lover. “I made you dinner.” How simple of a statement, as if it was a normal ordeal. You had side dishes amongst dishes, a few desserts even littered around and-- “do you have a roast in the oven?” You nodded, sheepishly. “Ah, yes, about that--can you help me take it out?” You barely got the question out before it was hoisted out and gingerly placed on the table. “How on earth did you even get this in here...where did you--”

“--Well actually the nice neighbors helped me bring it back from the market, and placed it in the oven for me once I was done seasoning it.” 

Ah, that explains a lot.

“I didn’t even know you knew how to make a roast.” he mumbled to himself with a smile and you gasped, his smile growing larger. “You never let me in the kitchen!” You rebutted, tease evident in your tone. “Now go get cleaned up, it’s time for dinner.”

-

The dinner was the most delicious meal he’d ever have in his life. A display of cured meats, cheeses, fruits and soups as appetizers, the most tender roast that fell right off the fork with vegetables as the main course, and a variety of sweets--from chocolate to cheesecake to berry pies-- for dessert, Alucard couldn’t believe you did all of this in one day (you had to remind him he was gone for nearly twelve hours today). He took a bite of the roast, and audibly moaned. “Oh my god, you never told me you could cook” he would have been embarrassed if it weren’t for the fact that he was eating the most delectable meal of his life. You simply huffed a laugh, taking a bite of your own dinner, “I never told you I couldn’t.” 

Cheeky little minx.

“Besides, you’re always taking care of me and doting on me, Adrian.” 

“It’s what I should be doing as a loving husband. You’re growing and feeding our child, sweetheart.” 

You shook your head with a small smile. “I meant even before the baby, and you know it. Since the beginning of our relationship you’ve always cooked for me, taken care of me, done any silly little thing I’ve asked of you. But I fear I don’t tell you enough that I love you. Really, I love you, Adrian. I don’t think I could ever live a life without you in it.” He sat in silence, surprise splayed on his features. “And, I want to do the same for you. I want to cook for you, and take care of you, and do every silly little thing you ask of me. So I started with dinner, and we’ll go from there.”

Alucard felt a tear roll down his face, wiping away with shock. When had he started crying? He knows you love him, he’s always known that. He can tell in the way you speak to him, speak about him, the way you look at him. You remind him every day in your words and actions. But...the way you’re speaking to him now, and seeing you so pregnant with his baby, well he didn’t realize how much those words would mean to him until right now.  You held out your hand to his, thumb sliding over the back of his hand. No words needed to be exchanged right now, just soft smiles and light touches. 

He loved you, with everything in his heart. And he’d show you every day more and more.

Number 15 for Alucard, it'd be so cute!

A/N: I don't think this is the fluff you were expecting LOL I promise it's a happy ending but the angst took over. In case you (or anyone else) was wondering the song is Cherry Wine by Hozier (i'm in my feels right now about this man I'm sorry) Anyways I hope you like it mwuaaah

"Sing to me again" x Alucard

Fight.

Attack.

Defend.

Alucard couldn’t think of anything except you and the baby while he was on the front line. The village had been so peaceful, for long he nearly forgot there were still monsters crawling around in the world. The stragglers that had grown stronger, the ones who persevered throughout the days, weeks, months. The stragglers that had already killed some of the makeshift infantrymen, the ones who have had nothing but time on their hands and are so hungry they see red. The stragglers that had Alucard running out to defend the village while you stay hidden away deep in the castle, barricaded and locked behind the safety of your shared home. They were evolved, instantly locking onto the dhampir who was the strongest amongst the men, bloodied grins widening: teeth sharp as blades that could tear through muscle and sinew with ease.  Alucard steadied himself, gripping a little tighter onto his shield and sword, kissing its hilt and imagining your sweet face, the sweet face of his newborn daughter, and lunged.

-

You were frantic, trying so hard to stay calm if only for your energy not to be poured into the babe huffing and crying in your arms. You’d been trying to put her to bed, but how could she? How could she sleep when she felt your panic, your anxiety pulsing into the very air she breathed in? How could she sleep when your soothing rocking was more jarring than anything, your voice shaky as you shushed her? How could you ever expect her to calm her sorrows when, if you tried hard enough, you heard the incessant howls and screeches from the deadly monsters outside castle walls.  You prayed, you prayed to all the deities and gods that could ever possibly exist to bring your Adrian back home. You’d never worry like this, he’s so strong, fending off the monsters with ease. But you’d never seen him so nervous like this either: having the heavy knocks of men on the castle doors begging for saving. The sheer strength of the creatures overwhelming them. 

What felt like days passed, it could have been a few minutes, it could have been a few hours. You’re not sure, you and your daughter going in and out of sleep, waking at every creak and bang that was heard. You shushed and cooed, steadying yourself the best you could to maybe sing a lullaby to your darling girl. “Shh, shh, I know sweet pea--I miss him too. But he’ll be safe, he’ll come back..” You whispered, kissing her forehead as a tiny hand balled into a fist rubbed at scrunched up eyes. 

Her eyes and words are so icy oh, but she burns like rum on the fire. Hot and fast and angry as she can be, I walk my days on a wire. 

It looks ugly, but it’s clean, oh momma don’t fuss over me.

Way she tells me I’m hers, and she’s mine. Open hand or closed fist, would be fine. The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

The cries lulled to a few whines and whimpers, holding her to your chest as you continued your hushed tones.

Calls of guilty thrown at me, all while she stains the sheets of some other. Thrown at me so powerfully just like, she throws the arm of her brother.

But I want it, it’s a crime, that she’s not around most of the time.

Way she tells me I’m hers, and she’s mine. Open hand or closed fist, would be fine. The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

Singing has calmed you enough to keep a gentle bounce, baby slowly falling asleep in your arms. You internally sighed, thankful that at least the immediate worry of your child has been quelled. 

Now all you can do is wait for your beloved.

-

Alucard ended the life of the final monster, hearing the victorious cries and hollers of the villagemen around him. He was grateful the battle had ended, retreating quickly to your shared home, finally able to hold you in his arms. Slowly, he opened the doors, knowing any sudden movements could stir his (hopefully) sleeping baby girl. He didn’t want to increase your stress, already guilty that he had to leave you in disarray. He made his way to the room he’d left you in, sure you’d still be in there: the nursery. The very nursery that you two built with your own hands, right next to his old bedroom.

Just like Vlad and Lisa.

 As Alucard got closer, he heard small hiccups and babbles from his daughter, along with the soft singing coming from you. He recognized the song, a song you’d often sing to yourself when you thought he wasn’t listening. The same song you’d sing into his hair when he was half asleep. He pressed the door open, his heart stopping at the very sight of you whispering the song into your daughter’s fluffy mess of a head, eyes closed. You hadn’t noticed him, and he was grateful. He wanted to just take in the moment, all panic and anxiety of constantly thinking that something might have happened, that something might have gotten through the castle, all quelled the moment he saw you both. 

He let you finish, giving you a moment before softly knocking on the door, your eyes darting to him immediately, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. “Adrian..” You whispered, voice heavy. He crossed the threshold, kneeling at your feet and holding you both without disturbing the sweet babe. “Oh thank god you’re safe.” You did your best not to cry, you really did, not realizing just how scared you were for his safety. But he was alive and well and back in your arms. “I’m here now, love, I’ll keep you both safe always.” He whispered into your hair, looking down at his baby with adoration. 

“I heard you singing, love.” You hummed, calm enough now to put your girl down in her crib. The moment you sat back down though, Alucard’s head rested on your lap, hugging at your legs. You pet his hair, combing your fingers through the blond tresses. You hummed the melody of the song to him as his eyes fluttered close, breathing even. By the end you’d thought he’d already falling asleep, instead he spoke a whisper: “My darling, will you sing to me again?” Your heart clenched, and with a smile you responded:

“As long as you keep coming home to us, I’ll sing to you every day.”

Fluff 7 with Alucard! I imagine a very snarky s/o for this one XD

- tentacle anon

A/N: smoochies tentacle anon I hope you're doing well xx This one's also a bit short, I technically did this prompt already but I'm doing it from his POV now, I hope this is what you envisioned! Enjoy! MWUAH

"I could just stare at you forever" x Alucard

Alucard was throwing a party tonight.

Well, you were throwing a party tonight. It was Alucard’s birthday, and you wanted to celebrate with everyone in the village. They were all so kind and grateful for him, of course they all agreed. He kept trying to beg that he didn’t need a party. That it would be less stressful on everyone if he didn’t have one. But you were having none of it! You also decided not to tell him any of the details outside the time everyone would be over. You wanted him to be relaxed, even though it felt like he had porcupine quills in his skin any time he thought about having so many people over to celebrate the day of his birth. Even Sypha and Trevor teased him about how doting you were; how much thought you were putting into this. But how couldn’t you! You loved him dearly, and wanted him to be celebrating.

You also just loved hosting. So of course you would love to host a party this big. But you digress. 

You forced him to stay upstairs in the corridor of your shared room. He had free range of the study, the library, you’d even bring him up food if he so asked. But he wasn’t allowed anywhere near downstairs, not until you were done. At one point, you even asked Trevor to keep an eye on him in the beginning when he was much too nosy. Trevor blocked the door to the room, begging that he listen to you just this once and not go downstairs, “I’ll be hung by my dick if you see anything before it’s done Alucard, I’m begging just don’t look” As funny of a thought that was, he decided to spare the new father of your torture (though he really wanted to see you strangle him.)

You’d finally come upstairs to him, kissing all over his face with a smile. “Okay, now it’s time for us to get ready!” giving him another smooch and bounding to the bathroom, to prep and pamper for the party. He chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes as he followed you.

-

Adrian was actually quite grateful to you, bathing with him and washing his hair, detangling, the works. You wanted to pamper him just as much as you wanted to pamper yourself. It felt nice, and Adrian relaxed for the first time today in your arms while you lathered him in creams and colognes. “Here, Adrian, you have to wear this tonight!” Huh, you’d already picked out the outfit of the night. It was a nice suit, just..not something he wore a lot. He wondered more and more of your plans for the night. “Okay, now sit over there and just look pretty--I have to finish!” 

It didn’t take too much longer for you to finish up, coming out of the bathroom dressed to the nines. “Alright, pretty boy, what do you think?” Alucard had been reading a book that was on the corner of his nightstand to waste some time, not expecting the sight in front of him.

You were gorgeous, a beautiful floor length dress with a deep cut in the back, a beautifully rich color to match his suit. He couldn’t help but gawk at you, book forgotten quickly. He moved across the room to you, blatantly eyeing you up--hands moved on his own accord to trace the fabric of the dress on your waist. You chuckled, nervously, before gingerly holding his jaw and having him look at you. “You’re making me nervous Adrian, do you like it?”

Like it?

“I could just stare at you forever. I love it.” And he thinks he would stare at you forever if you let him. You barked out a laugh with a roll of your eyes, “creep.” He kissed at your cheek, and jaw, and traced down your neck before hearing the grand bang of the door knocker downstairs. You pushed him off with a smirk.

“Come on, lover boy, your guests are waiting.”

Prompt 4 with Alucard. 🥺🥺🥺 i want him to relax in my arms

A/N: Sweet boy deserves everything good in this world cries ;; I hope you like this drabble, mwuaahhh

"I just want you to relax in my arms" x Alucard

“Sweetheart? What are you doing out here?” Alucard turned to fully face you, standing there with furrowed brows and concern written all on your face. “I’m here to get you. You’ve been at this for hours, Adrian.” The task in question was simply chopping wood in preparation for the winter. You’re right, he has been doing this for a few hours. But it’s so easy for him! He’s practically ripping through the logs (after he’s cut down the trees, stripped them of their branches, cut them into shorter lengths...) It wasn’t a big deal, he was simply doing his part for the village. The dhampir smoothed his hair away from his face and laid down the last (for now) log before heading over to you. “Has it already been that long? Hm...guess I’ve lost track of time.” Your hand reached over to cup his cheek, which he happily nuzzled into. He turned, to kiss your palm as you continued to huff over him. “You’ve done more than enough for today, pretty boy.” You teased, hand dropping to his and tugging lightly. “Now come inside, you’re covered in moss and dirt.”

-

After his much needed bath, and a delicious dinner, Alucard laid between your legs on the sofa, reading some book or other about physiology to continue in his mother’s footsteps of modern science and medicine. You, on the other hand, only ran your fingers through his hair, tenderly scratching at his scalp. The night was young, and yet this is all you wanted to do for the rest of it. Just have the love of your life in your arms, thinking of nothing and no one else, like nothing else mattered. Well, in your eyes, nothing else did matter. Adrian was your everything, and you poured your love into everything you did for him, in hopes he never forgot. 

Loving him was easy, and so worth it. The beginning was difficult for him, he couldn’t fathom having someone truly loving him like you do, not asking anything in return. You just poured your all into him, helping him grow, helping him heal. "Why are you with me?” He used to ask you. And you’d smile, cock your head to the side, and always reply with the same: “Because I love you more than life itself. And loving you is easy. This is exactly where I want to be.” You’d normally stun him so much for Adrian to even rebuttal. Other nights, when he’d wake you out of your sleep from his night terrors, hyperventilating and breaking into cold sweats, he’d push again. Almost as if wanting to self sabotage, because he couldn’t have someone as sweet as you in his life. “Why are you with me?” He’d start, panicked. “Because--” “No, why are you with me? Why do you love me? How could you love a monster like me?” 

Those nights...they were difficult. Not because it was difficult loving him on those nights. But because you couldn’t possibly convey into words why you loved him so much. Loving him felt like fire, crackling in the hearth. It felt like a much needed rainstorm, dousing the lands and finally ending a drought. Loving him felt like electricity buzzing through your bones, sparks flying from your fingertips every time you touched him. 

Loving him felt like everything good you could ever think of. 

So you used to tell him so. “You feel like home.”

And that was enough for him.

Alucard started to get up from his comfortable position before you held him back. “Where are you going, love?” you whispered, kissing the crown of his head. He sighed, nuzzling back into your chest, “I need to do my rounds in the village, sweetheart.”

“Why don’t you just stay tonight?” 

He paused.

“You’re not the only one going on rounds. You don’t need to do it tonight. Please? Just once.” 

He chuckled, looking up at you. “What’s gotten into you today?”

You smiled, kissing his forehead.

“I just want you to relax in my arms.” 

Because he deserved it. Because he deserved all the love in the world.

Because he was your home.

Number 15 for Alucard, it'd be so cute!

A/N: I don't think this is the fluff you were expecting LOL I promise it's a happy ending but the angst took over. In case you (or anyone else) was wondering the song is Cherry Wine by Hozier (i'm in my feels right now about this man I'm sorry) Anyways I hope you like it mwuaaah

"Sing to me again" x Alucard

Fight.

Attack.

Defend.

Alucard couldn’t think of anything except you and the baby while he was on the front line. The village had been so peaceful, for long he nearly forgot there were still monsters crawling around in the world. The stragglers that had grown stronger, the ones who persevered throughout the days, weeks, months. The stragglers that had already killed some of the makeshift infantrymen, the ones who have had nothing but time on their hands and are so hungry they see red. The stragglers that had Alucard running out to defend the village while you stay hidden away deep in the castle, barricaded and locked behind the safety of your shared home. They were evolved, instantly locking onto the dhampir who was the strongest amongst the men, bloodied grins widening: teeth sharp as blades that could tear through muscle and sinew with ease.  Alucard steadied himself, gripping a little tighter onto his shield and sword, kissing its hilt and imagining your sweet face, the sweet face of his newborn daughter, and lunged.

-

You were frantic, trying so hard to stay calm if only for your energy not to be poured into the babe huffing and crying in your arms. You’d been trying to put her to bed, but how could she? How could she sleep when she felt your panic, your anxiety pulsing into the very air she breathed in? How could she sleep when your soothing rocking was more jarring than anything, your voice shaky as you shushed her? How could you ever expect her to calm her sorrows when, if you tried hard enough, you heard the incessant howls and screeches from the deadly monsters outside castle walls.  You prayed, you prayed to all the deities and gods that could ever possibly exist to bring your Adrian back home. You’d never worry like this, he’s so strong, fending off the monsters with ease. But you’d never seen him so nervous like this either: having the heavy knocks of men on the castle doors begging for saving. The sheer strength of the creatures overwhelming them. 

What felt like days passed, it could have been a few minutes, it could have been a few hours. You’re not sure, you and your daughter going in and out of sleep, waking at every creak and bang that was heard. You shushed and cooed, steadying yourself the best you could to maybe sing a lullaby to your darling girl. “Shh, shh, I know sweet pea--I miss him too. But he’ll be safe, he’ll come back..” You whispered, kissing her forehead as a tiny hand balled into a fist rubbed at scrunched up eyes. 

Her eyes and words are so icy oh, but she burns like rum on the fire. Hot and fast and angry as she can be, I walk my days on a wire. 

It looks ugly, but it’s clean, oh momma don’t fuss over me.

Way she tells me I’m hers, and she’s mine. Open hand or closed fist, would be fine. The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

The cries lulled to a few whines and whimpers, holding her to your chest as you continued your hushed tones.

Calls of guilty thrown at me, all while she stains the sheets of some other. Thrown at me so powerfully just like, she throws the arm of her brother.

But I want it, it’s a crime, that she’s not around most of the time.

Way she tells me I’m hers, and she’s mine. Open hand or closed fist, would be fine. The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

Singing has calmed you enough to keep a gentle bounce, baby slowly falling asleep in your arms. You internally sighed, thankful that at least the immediate worry of your child has been quelled. 

Now all you can do is wait for your beloved.

-

Alucard ended the life of the final monster, hearing the victorious cries and hollers of the villagemen around him. He was grateful the battle had ended, retreating quickly to your shared home, finally able to hold you in his arms. Slowly, he opened the doors, knowing any sudden movements could stir his (hopefully) sleeping baby girl. He didn’t want to increase your stress, already guilty that he had to leave you in disarray. He made his way to the room he’d left you in, sure you’d still be in there: the nursery. The very nursery that you two built with your own hands, right next to his old bedroom.

Just like Vlad and Lisa.

 As Alucard got closer, he heard small hiccups and babbles from his daughter, along with the soft singing coming from you. He recognized the song, a song you’d often sing to yourself when you thought he wasn’t listening. The same song you’d sing into his hair when he was half asleep. He pressed the door open, his heart stopping at the very sight of you whispering the song into your daughter’s fluffy mess of a head, eyes closed. You hadn’t noticed him, and he was grateful. He wanted to just take in the moment, all panic and anxiety of constantly thinking that something might have happened, that something might have gotten through the castle, all quelled the moment he saw you both. 

He let you finish, giving you a moment before softly knocking on the door, your eyes darting to him immediately, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. “Adrian..” You whispered, voice heavy. He crossed the threshold, kneeling at your feet and holding you both without disturbing the sweet babe. “Oh thank god you’re safe.” You did your best not to cry, you really did, not realizing just how scared you were for his safety. But he was alive and well and back in your arms. “I’m here now, love, I’ll keep you both safe always.” He whispered into your hair, looking down at his baby with adoration. 

“I heard you singing, love.” You hummed, calm enough now to put your girl down in her crib. The moment you sat back down though, Alucard’s head rested on your lap, hugging at your legs. You pet his hair, combing your fingers through the blond tresses. You hummed the melody of the song to him as his eyes fluttered close, breathing even. By the end you’d thought he’d already falling asleep, instead he spoke a whisper: “My darling, will you sing to me again?” Your heart clenched, and with a smile you responded:

“As long as you keep coming home to us, I’ll sing to you every day.”

Can you please write a noncon fic (number 18) with Alucard where he turns a female reader into a vampire against her will.

A/N: ask and you shall receive nonnie. Had to keep the kink in kinktober so I hope this is okay! Enjoy, mwuaahh

Noncon x Alucard

“Alucard, please, this isn’t you.” 

“Of course it is, darling, don’t you want to be with me forever?”

You’d been seeing Alucard for quite some time now, opening up to him more and more. You found his presence calming, and although he didn’t speak much, he always showed you he adored you in many ways.

But that was the problem.

He adored you. So much. He couldn’t even bear the thought of losing you, no matter what. It’d been 300 years after Sypha and Trevor, after Greta, after everyone from his first lifetime. And time and time again people came into his life, and died, the way humans naturally did. And yet he was still around, still amongst the land of the living. He couldn’t live like this anymore. Alucard was ready to turn to a life of solitude. Ready to scare any mortal that came his way. 

And then he met you.

Small, doe eyed, knocking on his door so freely. He was sure you’d be frightened the moment you saw him. And you were he could tell, but you stayed put anyways. ‘It’s raining, and my journey is still so long’ you’d say, ‘Can I...can I stay here? Just for the night?’ He wanted to laugh in your face, show you his fangs and have you running for the woods. Instead, he let you come inside, like a scared kicked puppy. He let you stay for the night, and then a few more nights (It was still raining, after all) and then even more nights. And then, you simply never left. You told him you were moving away from your old village. All family dead, no one there anymore for you. Poor thing. He knew your life, he’s lived his hundred of times already. You asked of his life, why he’s living all alone. Alucard would spare you stories, only shrugging and saying he wanted to. 

You stayed, still.

You made a home in his castle, and his heart. He had fallen in love with you, rather quickly. Alucard gave you whatever you wanted, would give you the world if you asked for it. You always smiled at him so sweetly, telling him that you quite liked him. That night you became his lover, that night you learned the truth about him. A vampire. He no longer explained his half human background. It was silly, he should have died hundreds of years ago, as a human. Instead, it was his vampirism keeping him alive, and so he’d live like one. He could smell the fear in your veins once you saw his fangs. He hated it. He couldn’t have his sweet girl scared. He promised nothing bad would come your way. He whispered it against your skin as his cock plowed into you over and over again that night, your sweet pussy milking him for all he was worth. He whispered shaky ‘I love you’s into your skin, dragging his sharpened fangs across your pulse, quickening under his touch. 

You believed him.

And now you were under him, begging for your mortal life as his overwhelming power took control over you. Your eyes fluttered, trying to stay afloat as his cock lined up against your slit, popping the head in an inch just to take it out again. You whimpered beneath him, too scared to breathe properly. “Alucard, please, w-we can talk about it, just let me think--ah, fuck!” You cried, feeling his cock plow into you. His thrusts were sloppy, only trying to keep you dizzy with lust while he poked and prodded at the juncture of your neck and shoulders, never breaking skin, not yet. “We could live like this forever, darling.” He hissed, covering your body with his own, kissing at your throat, feeling you swallow heavily. “Can make you feel this good every day, sweet girl. Forever.” 

You tried to reason with him, really, you did, “You already do, Alucard, haah, please, mm!’ He angled his cock, pushing upwards to the gooey part of your cunt that made you see stars. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes out of pure bliss, and partial fear, of what he threatened to do with you. “My forever, sweet girl. Don’t be silly.” he fucked you stupid, waiting until you were drooling over yourself and tightening around his cock. He waited, until you were pliable beneath him, hands pushing at his chest turning weaker, waited until the perfect moment right before you were going to cum on his cock. 

Sharp teeth dug into your skin, and you screamed, unable to stop your oncoming climax as you cried, weeping pussy drooling on his dick. You spasmed, finding yourself growing weaker as he drank you of your life.

But not fully.

His eyes were wide, hungrily looking down at you once he latched himself off, fucking into you still. “Needed to taste you once, my love, I hope you understand.” A sharpened claw dug into his wrist, slitting a wound enough to have his blood dribble into your still open mouth--out of pain or pleasure, neither of you were sure. He let you drink, slowing his pace as your eyes adjusted to the renewed vision, senses heightened as you gasped for more. Alucard quickened his pace again, fucking you harder than before as you grabbed onto his wrist and drank, moaning around his flesh as your eyes rolled back and your pussy clenched around him. He couldn’t help but shoot his sticky load deep into your pussy, not after seeing your wild eyes looking at him, pleading and begging for more of him, licking at the wound and asking for more of him, more of his blood. He cooed, spreading your legs and pulling out, only to see his cum trickle out of your hole.

 “See darling? Can make you feel this good, every day. Forever.”

I'm the same fluff anon that I didn't know you could cook, now you think you can do something with the indication "I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies", we have to continue loving and caring for that great Dhampir, please?

A/N: Ahh this one is short, I couldn't think much for it but I'm always a sucker for fluff and I love Alucard sm so here you go. I hope you enjoy it anyways! Mwuah!

"I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies." x Alucard

Ugh.

Alucard couldn’t think of a single good thing to say about the day. It turned out to be longer and more difficult than he ever intended it to be. Finally trudging back home, the day simply had to shit on him even more before his boot got stuck in mud, nearly sucking the whole thing into the ground. Honestly, Alucard had half a mind of just leaving it there. He didn’t really need the boot anyways. Decided against it, he pulled it out and uncomfortably placed it back on his foot, squishing within the halls of his castle. He didn’t even call out to you, as he normally would, instead sneaking up the steps and going straight to bathing -- he’d clean up the boot marks later. His sweat and all the muck from the outside made his skin crawl, peeling off layers of clothing onto the bathroom floor to bathe. The water felt incredible, immediately soothing his aching muscles as he dipped in, relishing in the warmth. He’d be quick, just needed to scrub away today’s troubles...

-

Alucard in fact, was not quick.

He’d actually fallen asleep in the bath. Eyes shot open, scanning the room with a fright. How the hell did he fall asleep? It was difficult enough to sleep, let alone with you, and yet he’d completely dozed off. He wasn’t sure for how long, but there was still some sunlight when he got home and now it was terribly dark. Shit. He wondered if you even knew where he was, if you were scared for him, if you were waiting--

“Adrian, honey, are you awake now?” 

...Wait, huh?

He must have said that out loud, because he heard you giggle and walk over, kissing his forehead. “I saw you in here earlier, but you dozed off and I didn’t want to wake you...I checked up on you a few times, make sure you didn’t slip under.” You teased, combing his hair with your fingers. “Come on, pretty boy--you’re gonna get pruny.” As if he wasn’t already.

He really was still in a daze, not entirely sure what was going on--you just let him sleep? He must have been really out of it if he didn’t wake up to you walking in.. The dhampir sleepily dressed himself, and when he found you again immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose into your hair. “Darling, you should have gotten me up, I could have helped with dinner.” He stifled a yawn, inhaling deep after--whatever you had made smelled delicious. And there was something...sweet, in the air. 

“Did you make dessert?”

You nodded, turning around in his arms and kissing his jaw, the closest bit to you. “I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies.” There was no way he could have been out for that long, that you could have made everything from scratch...right? “How did you--” “Just call it a woman’s intuition, you walked out of here this morning so grumpy...I made the batter earlier for tonight.”

It’s like you could read his mind.

He chuckled anyways, tightening his hold on you and swaying back and forth. “How you read me like a book, I’ll never understand my love. But I am very grateful for you, all the same.” You hummed, nuzzling into his chest and wrapping your arms around him. “It’s my job to know you like the back of my hand. I’m your wife.” You teased, hands trailing up to caress his jaw, bringing him down to your level and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “I love you dearly, never forget that.” You reminded him over and over again each day, and he silently thanked every god in the sky for bringing you to him.

“Now let’s have dinner, hm? Then we’ll have the cookies later.”

Hi! Could you please do 30 on the kinktober list with Alucard if you get the chance<3

A/N: Here you go sweet nonnie!! It's a little on the shorter side I think, but I love me a good desperate Adrian Tepes mwuaahhh

Thighfucking x Alucard

Alucard was desperate. He was always desperate for you, really. But tonight he couldn’t wait to get home and get his hands on you. He almost felt bad for how dismissive he was of some of the townsfolk--that is, until he started thinking of your soft skin rubbing against his, plush body, perfect thighs.

Yeah, he couldn’t care less how he treated them at that moment. He’d apologize later. 

Heavy castle door was practically ripped off its hinges with the sheer strength he opened it. “Darling?” He called out, voice raspy. He didn’t hear much coming from around the castle, so of course he tried the usual places: the study? Nothing. Kitchen? No. Bedroom? Maybe? “Sweetheart?” 

“One moment, Adrian!”

He grinned, heart pounding in his chest--nearly bursting when you came out of the en suite bathroom in nothing but a silken robe. Seeing you in the robe was a normal occurrence, hell he wouldn’t think anything of it if he wasn’t absolutely falling apart at the seams for you. “How was your day, honey?” You mindlessly asked, towel drying your hair before draping the towel over your vanity chair. Before you could fully turn around, Alucard was on you--hands traveling underneath the robe to grope at your chest. “Adrian!” You couldn’t help but nervously giggle, this was out of character for the dhampir, but you don’t think you minded. “Sorry, darling--been wanting you all day.” Alucard barely got the words out before biting down at the juncture of your neck and shoulder, not hard enough to break skin but god did he think about it. Your knees buckled, legs already feeling like jelly the more he touched you. Fingers pinched at your nipples, dragging their nails over the skin and feeling them pebble. Your gasps slowly turned into moans, helplessly grinding your hips into his, feeling his hardening cock just a few fabrics away. 

His hands traveled lower,gripping at your thighs, fuck, your thighs were going to be the death of him. “Angel, you feel so good against me..” He whispered, kissing at your now exposed shoulders,gripping tighter at the plush skin. Your hands flew back trying to grip at his hair, already so turned on with how wreckless he was being. How obsessed he was with you. “A-Adrian, fuck, what’s gotten i-into you?” The question went unanswered, instead he opted to rip the silks off you and spin you around, trapping your mouth into a heated kiss that had your head spinning.  He lowered himself enough to grasp at your ass, picking you up with ease as you squealed into his mouth and wrapped your legs around his slim waist. Again you ground yourself against him, now your dripping pussy feeling his cock. Your hands gripped at his roots, tugging and pulling like he liked it, urging him to kiss you more--tongue licking into your mouth, sucking on your tongue, drool swapping into your mouth. 

Suddenly you were deposited onto the bed, small giggle leaving your lips as he looked down at you with a smile. You spread your legs, much how you always would when he was in a mood, waiting to get ravaged the way your lover always would--instead it didn’t come the way it normally did. Alucard dropped his clothes, taking his time and making you wait for it. You pouted, trying to hook your ankle around his waist to pull him closer. “Taking too long, Adrian, want you inside me already.” You whined, and it almost got him. Almost. Instead, he simply shook his head and pressed your legs together, hands squeezing the sides of your thighs to keep them in place. 

“Can I try something, my love?”

“Anything, Adrian.”

Fuck.

The dhampir kissed at your calves, once, twice, before licking a stripe on his palm, spitting in it, and lathering up the drool on his cock--pushing it in between your thighs. You audibly gasped, sending shockwaves through your body. He’d never done this before, and you couldn’t say you didn’t like it. Not when he dragged the length of his dick across your pussy like that. “Oh, sweetheart, been thinking about your thighs all day.” He murmured, kissing at your legs again while he humped your thighs. He made sure to stay close to your cunt, having your juices coat his dick each time he thrusted between your legs. It was such a small amount of stimulation to you, but you think you could cum just like this--watching him get lost in pleasure at the feeling of your thighs gripping him, his eyes hazed over with lust, mouth perfectly open so you can see his fangs dripping with drool--he was a sight for sore eyes. The most beautiful man you’ve ever seen, even when he was disheveled and fucking your thighs like an animal.

You moaned, tightening your thighs around him as he thrusted, and his nails dug harshly into your flesh. “F-fuck, angel, keep doing that” He begged, latching his teeth onto your calf as he humped you, making your toes curl and putting more pressure on his cock. Your pussy ached, wanting to be abused like that, a tease of what you could have inside you--but he needed this, and you would never rip him of these pleasures. “Keep fucking me, Adrian, feels good.” You urged, small pool of precum oozing from his tip at your words. “Want you to cum on me, please honey.”

Alucard moaned, fucking your thighs so harshly that as he gripped you, the bed would shake with the intensity of his thrusts. You kept talking him through his high, huffing and panting, because fuck, it really did feel good. “Darling, I can’t--ah fuck-- I’m gonna--” Thick globs shot out onto your stomach and chest, letting go of your legs panting he rubbed the remainder of his sticky cum on your pussy. You thought he was done, you really did, ready to take another bath (with him this time) and kiss away his troubles. But instead, the dhampir licked at his cum (holy fuck, you thought, that’s so hot) collecting it into his mouth and feeding it to you, letting it drip from his tongue onto yours. He made sure you licked him clean, before nipping at your lower lip and looking into your eyes. 

“Your turn, sweet girl.”

30° prompt (thighfucking) with Adrian Tepes (female riding his thigh) plsss <3 I LOVED YOUR BREEDING KINK FIC

A/N: screaming into the void ty for loving it I loved it too because it's so RIGHT he WOULD. This req was super fun for Alucard I love him sm ty for asking for it! Hope you enjoy mwuah

CW: thigh riding, smut, pet names, humping

Thigh fucking x Alucard

Tension

That's the best way to describe what's been in the air between you and Alucard all day. Tension. You had woken up in each other's arms, giving each other fluttering kisses until it was no longer deemed innocent, moving to more mischievous territory before the morning was ripped away from both of you with knocks on the castle door and villagers asking for assistance. You groaned, but moved.

Early afternoon came, and you both finally had some respite, Alucard's hands around your waist and his tongue down your throat. You hands inched lower down his abdomen until the peace was ripped away from you again. By Trevor. You had practically pushed passed him while he cackled in your face, talking about being 'hornier than rabbits'.  Alucard nearly chewed him up right then and there.

Evening time came, and all your chores around the village have been done. The people were happy with the process, thanking you both along the way for your assistance. Trevor and Sypha had retired for the evening, needing to keep Sypha well rested for the baby along the way. And well, you and Alucard? Suspicious at bestafter today's antics. In castle's study you found Alucard trying to distract himself with reading. You came behind him with your hands massaging his shoulders, leaning down and kissing the crown on his head. An innocent act. 

But you both knew better. Which is why Alucard stayed on the defense. Heavens forbid you both try to stay intimate with each other. "Darling," he starts "it's early enough where someone might think they need us." You sign, kissing down his temple and pressing your lips next to his ear. "Don't you think it's late enough where we can tell them to come back tomorrow?"

Touche

Alucard leaned his head back, capturing your lips with his and tugging at your arms to come circle the front of the ornate chair he had been sitting in. You gladly do, sitting on his lap and kissing him back with vigor. This is about as far as both of you had been able to get before being interrupted. But now? Silence.

"Adrian, I've needed you all day." You start between kisses, hands tangling into his hair. He lets out a soft moan, shuddering at the thought of you being so desperate for him. "I'm right here, sweetheart." He was done talking after that, taking the liberty to lick at your mouth while you were distracted. You moaned, hands tightening in his hair and clenching around nothing. Your hips moved on their own accord, rubbing against Alucard's thigh trying to gain some friction and ease the throbbing between your legs. 

But that almost made him loose his mind. Alucard gripped at your waist, tensed his thigh, and pushed upwards towards your core. You practically whimpered into his mouth, kiss turning into all tongue and teeth. "So desperate for me, sweetheart" he teased in between  kisses"want me so bad, hm?" You, already dizzy with need could only nod. You rolled your hips against him for good measure. He looked down at where your clothed pussy met his pants and saw the wet patch you had left behind, evidence of your desire for him. Alucard salivated, looking back at you.

"Go ahead and show me how much you want me." 

You couldn't help yourself, too turned on to even think straight. You gyrate your hips on his thigh, pressing yourself down gaining for friction to your clit. "Adrian, fuck, please" you didn't know what you were begging for, you just know you needed him. "Go on my love, use me to get yourself off" he encouraged, helping you move your hips back and forth on him. Alucard continued to flex and push his thigh up to get you where you needed to be. He whispered praises into your ear 'you're doing so well, you look so pretty desperate for me, come on baby I need you' while rocking you back and forth with more vigor. At one point you started bouncing on his thigh, envisioning you were bouncing on his cock instead. You moans were higher pitched, movement getting sloppy. Sure signs of how close you were to your peak.

Alucard doubled his efforts and nibbled on your neck, grinding you down on his thigh and kissing the hickey he left behind. "Look at me, darling. I want to see how you look when you use my thigh to cum" his voice raspy, thick with need. You, barely focused looked at Alucard and he swore he could see the hearts in your eyes. You were practically drooling with want, mouth open and lips glossy with spit. Your eyes were unfocused, just thinking about the need to cum. Alucard had to use all his strength not to rip you off him then and there and stuff you with his cock. You looked so good. "Come on baby, I know you can do it" he whispered, barely audible over the moans and whimpers you were giving him as you got closer to the edge. "Adrian, Adrian, fuck you feel so good" you whined, trying so hard to maintain eye contact. 

"Cum for me my love." 

As if on his command, your orgasm peaked and shuddered through you like a train. Your toes curled, legs shaking as you worked through the earth shattering orgasm. You rambled on thank yous as you came down from your high, Alucard peppering kisses over your face while you trembled on top of him. 

Suddenly you were being hoisted up, legs wrapping around his waist and your cunt pressed against his hardened cock as you walked through the corridors of the castle. 

"I'm not finished with you yet, sweetheart."

I didn't want to ask you for an indication, because I think you have a lot of work writing, but if you could do this “I don't want to be drastic, but I would jump off a cliff for you” and let Adrian Tepes say it! Thank you.

A/N: I had cherry wine by hozier on repeat writing this and I am YEARNING so much rn ahhh I hope you enjoy this!! Love him so much!!

“I don't want to be drastic, but I would jump off a cliff for you”  x Alucard

He heard the children’s laughter fill the air as he finished distributing firewood with the rest of the men of the village, making sure everyone was ready for the coming winter. Turning to the sound, he found you in the middle of the children, spinning around with them in a circle and a smile plastered on your face. He sighed, watching you longingly as you continued to play with them. Your hair was covered in flowers, along with some of the young girls within the group--he wondered if that was your doing or theirs. He watched you pick up a young boy, throwing him in the air just enough to have him giggling and catching him within your arms, dipping him low before placing him back on his feet. He heard the chorus of ‘me next, me next!’ and saw how you threw your head back in laughter, before picking each one of them up for a turn. 

“Do you know the orphans around here look to her as a mother?” Alucard turned, startled, to the wise woman of the village. She nods to your direction, “Not many people have the patience she does, you’re a lucky man.” He sighed, cocking his head and smiling to himself as he looked on. “I am lucky.” He mumbles to himself, crossing his arms and looking on to the beautiful sight as is you.

He reminisces, on all the times he’s caught you running along the halls with some of the children you’ve grown attached to--playing within the walls of the castle. On all the times he’s seen you play tea party with them, the girls in oversized dresses from your closet and the boys in oversized pants and shirts from his. He thinks about all the times you’ve come home exhausted, from keeping all of the children company, and still having the energy to spend time with him even with your tired smile. How he’s come home to you cooking him a meal even though he knows keeping up with the village kids is a lot. How the parents of some of them bring over treats for you, because of your kindness and giving them a time to relax, and you still share it with him, because you love him so much. 

He thinks about how much he adores you, how he can’t stop thinking about you--how much he loves you. Alucard’s heart feels like it’s going to burst, simply by looking at you, with how much adoration he holds for you. He wonders if you would ever adopt them, the orphaned kids of the village. He wonders if you’d always hold this love and affection for them as they grew up. (That was silly, of course you would.)

He gets bumped out of his thoughts again by the wise woman, with a knowing smirk on her face. “So? When’s the wedding?” She teased, small laughter from the both of them. He couldn’t even find it in him to feel a bit shy from the question--he knew she was right. It was time, wasn’t it? “Soon, and I promise you’ll be the first we invite.” He smiled, heart full of love. Alucard finds himself looking at you again, except this time you’re already all smiles and waving him down. He makes his way over to you, and mimicking you earlier--hoisting you up in his arms and spinning you around as the children giggled and gasped around you. “Okay okay, put me down Adrian!” You laughed, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him down for a chaste kiss-that had all the kids squealing and running away from the scene. They’d find you both later anyways. “All settled with the firewood, then?” You questioned, pushing his hair out of his face. He simply hummed with a nod, holding onto you tighter. “I don't want to be drastic, but I would jump off a cliff for you. Did you know that? I would.” You threw your head back in laughter, as he looked at you with fondness in his eyes. “That is so dramatic of you. But I know you would. I’d do the same, you know.” 

He’d absolutely jump off a cliff for you--and more. He decides, he’ll propose to you that night. He’d already had the ring for the last few weeks, it was time to listen to the old wise woman. 

They already asked for breeding and dubcon separately, with Alucard and I wanted to ask for the same thing but both Indications for the same Alucard Castlevania. If it's not possible anymore, I still liked the ones you made. You have talent!

A/N: breeding and dubcon for Alucard equals babytrapping in my head, so that's kind of the direction I went with this! I hope this is okay, and that you enjoy!! MWUAH

Dubcon/breeding x Alucard

“Nng, Alucard wait--aah.” The dhampir had you pressed into the bed, face smothered within the pillows as he plowed into you from behind. His fangs were dripping with saliva, dragging against your skin. Alucard was already too far gone as he fucked you, hands gripping at your wrists with his entire body covering yours. “Don’t you love me, darling? Don’t you want me happy?” He’d taunt you, knowing you couldn’t say no to him. You’ve never been able to say no to him, not when he saved you from a life of torture and being used as a blood bag from a small collective of vampires. How could you say no to your savior, the one who lets you stay in his big castle, keeps you fed and clothed and bathed? 

Alucard tried hard, he really did, to not let his lust for you consume him. But it was so difficult, when you kept telling him you’d thank him in any way, begging him to let you do something for him. It was so hard, to not take you then and there, instead slowly building up to the perfect moment to capture your lips. He’d give you small and slow touches here and there, fingers lingering longer than they had to, eyes roaming your body so obviously he saw the heat settle on your features. He’d capture your lips one night, letting you feel in control, just this once, asking for a taste of your blood as you rode him in his bed. You nodded, exposing your neck to him as he drank--enough to get you lightheaded, but keeping you alive all the same. He fucked you harder after that, now understanding why those vampires wanted to keep you for themselves. It was the best meal he’d ever had--he didn’t drink blood, rather disliked the taste if he was being honest--but you were different.

He’d never let you go after that.

You whimpered under him, but pushed back to his thrusts as best you could, forcing himself deeper into your hole. “So good for me, sweetheart--making me so fucking happy.” He growled in your ear, feeling you clench around him with each sweet word that dripped from his tongue. He licked and suckled at the juncture of your neck that always stayed bruised with how often he fed from you. “You don’t mind if I indulge in your blood, do you my love?” You whined, but exposed yourself further to him, wincing when you felt his fangs pierce through your skin. You’ve learned that it hurts less while he fucks you, though the pain still throbs your veins after. 

Alucard leans back on his knees and brings you up with him, hands exploring the span of your body, finding purchase on your tits as he thrusts in and out of your pussy. “So good to me, always letting me do as I please, what a good girl.” He would whisper to you, to keep you riled up and feel you tighten around his cock some more. He slowed just enough to grind into you, pressing you deep onto his dick, nearly kissing at your cervix with his length. You whined against him, hands flexing as you gripped onto nothing. “Do you know what would make me the happiest, my sweet girl?” He teased, fingers pinching at your nipples as you gasped.

“Let me make you a mother, darling.” 

Your eyes flew open (when had you closed them?) and you felt panic shooting up your nerves. “Alucard, I-I don’t think I’m ready for tha--aah, fuck!” He began bucking his hips harder into yours again, hands coming down to hold onto your hips and fuck you down to meet him. One hand trailed back up, fingers wrapping around your throat cutting off most of your breathing as you were pounded from behind. “Of course you’re ready, you take care of me so well already--you’ll be a wonderful mother. I know you will.” He cooed, licking over the still bleeding wound of your neck. 

It was hard to argue with him, not when he was so kind to you outside of the bedroom, not when he spoke so sweetly to you as he fucked you so well. How could you argue, when he never asked anything of you, except to make you a mother? “You’ll let me, right darling?” He wasn’t really asking, he’d do it anyways. He’d convince you later if he had to. But he didn’t need to, not when you were nodding and clenching around him--ready to milk him dry. He groaned, tightening on your throat as he humped into you like a dog, climbing closer and closer to release until he was spilling deep inside your cunt, praying it made it directly into your womb to catch. 

He would keep you plugged up, day in and day out after this. You’d never be able to leave now. Not when you carried his child, not when he would protect the both of you. You’d be his forever.

Hello!

You could do a body worship for Alucard Castlevania, we know that he has that scar on his chest, plus the ones that could have been left from so many battles and maybe that makes him think that his wife feels repulsed by him, but quite the opposite! Please and thank you for giving us your writing!

A/N: It was a little difficult seeing where this was gonna go in the beginning-I decided to make this more loving than a kinktober type deal, but I hope you enjoy it all the same!! MWUAH

Body Worship x Alucard

You can feel Alucard distancing himself. It’s subtle. Unnoticeable really, to anyone who didn’t know him. But you did. And you can feel how he’s been detaching himself from society; from you. When you first noticed it, you thought the worst immediately: he didn’t love you anymore. He didn’t want to be with you, there was something wrong, he was trying to figure out a way to ask for a separation. But you calmed yourself enough to really look closer at how he was acting--and while the little voice in the back of your mind still taunted you and tried to trick you into thinking you’re the problem, you knew that wasn’t the case. But now that brings a different set of problems: Why wasn’t he saying anything about what was troubling him? You didn’t want to push it, especially since it was barely noticeable that there were any issues at all. You tried to coax it out of him, dropping things like ‘you know I’m always here if you need support right?’ or  ‘I love you Adrian, I’m here for whatever you need’. He just smiled and nodded as normal, though it didn’t reach his eyes the way it normally does.  You think you’d bring it up soon.

Alucard came home as normal in the evening time after helping the village’s men dispose of the remainder of the night creature bodies--it was a random attack, of some desperate stragglers trying to feed--hunched over and tired. You were by his side at the door, kissing his cheek and whispering ‘welcome home’ as normal, taking hold of his hand with a squeeze. There was that sad smile again. “Adrian, honey--what’s going on?” You asked, scared to raise your voice higher than a whisper. “You haven’t been acting like yourself recently.” You could see the gears turning in his mind, either steadying himself to tell you the truth, or make up some excuse--you weren’t sure which one. “I’m...simply tired, my love. I’m sorry for worrying you.” You sighed, knowing he decided for the latter. “Let me help you relax then, I’ll bathe you--”

“It’s alright.” Alucard mentally cursed himself at how quickly he rejected your offer, seeing you wince. He tried again. “It’s...it’s okay, darling. I’ll be quick. I’ll meet you in bed, yes?” He went to the room after that. 

That nasty parasite of self doubt and loathing ate itself deep into your body, nesting in your heart as you tried to keep your composure while Alucard finished his bath. You tried to keep it at bay, especially after the last few weeks, but it was becoming so overbearing you weren’t sure if you could actually convince yourself anymore that he wasn’t avoiding you anymore. You laid in your shared room, almost having half a mind of sleeping in one of the guest rooms to give him space, but you don’t think your heart could take it if he decided not to come and find you. You busied yourself with a book, hoping it gets you tired quickly so you can at least rest for the evening. You heard the door click open, and trained your eyes on the pages in front of you, blinking away anxious tears that settled in your eyes.  Silently the dhampir climbed into bed and kissed your temple, your body tensing up when he got close. You were hoping the dull lighting would help you, but you knew better than to think his senses weren’t heightened enough to notice something off. 

“Darling, you’re crying.” Fuck. “What’s wrong?” You heard the genuine concern in his tone, and you weren’t sure how to continue from there. “Just been a day, I’ll be alright.” You tried to be as strong as he’s been, brushing it off, but he was persistent. “No, we need to talk about it. What’s going on sweetheart?” You couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong?”

He paused, in surprise. 

“Something’s been off for weeks Adrian, don’t think I can’t tell. I’ve tried to give you time to talk to me about it, I’ve tried asking, but you keep shoving me off.” Your voice was breaking, tears now flowing freely. “You’re not talking to me, it’s making me nervous. We haven’t even been...intimate with each other, for weeks now. Do you not--”

You stopped yourself, having to rephrase your question, it would have killed you otherwise to know if he didn’t love you anymore.

“Do you want a divorce?”

At that, his hands flew to your face, holding you like you were a delicate flower--brows furrowed and eyes scared. “Of course I don’t--I love you more than anything in the world.” Desperation filled his words. “You are my most precious treasure, I couldn’t live without you--”

“--Then what’s going on?” 

He sighed, wiping your tears away before retracting his hands, staring down at the calluses that have formed over the years. “I’m...scared. I look at myself in the mirror and find nothing but a monster staring back. These scars, are--..they’re hideous, you don’t deserve a monster like me. You deserve so much more than this--and I fear one day you’ll recognize that.” It was your turn to wipe away his tears, he didn’t realize he’d begun crying. You had climbed into his lap before he knew it, stern look on your face. “Don’t you dare ever speak about my husband like that again, do you understand?” He blinked, cocking his head to the side. You continued,

“It’s okay to feel vulnerable, everyone has off days of self consciousness--but don’t you ever call yourself a monster. I love you Adrian Tepes. I love you more than I need oxygen to breathe. You are no monster, and you are not hideous in any way. Are you listening to me? You’re everything to me.” 

Your hands trailed down his chest, tugging at his shirt, silently pleading him to just take the damn thing off. He concedes, barely, and assists you in peeling the clothing off, unable to look you in the eyes. You frown. “You know what I see?” You whisper, hands tracing the major scar on his chest, and branching off to the smaller ones. “I see strength, and courage, and someone who puts his own fears aside for the ones he loves. I see a man who puts his life on the line to protect others--even strangers.” You lean down and start placing kisses on his shoulders, and start your way down his chest. “I see someone who loves, someone who is kind, someone who is worthy of love and kindness too.” You hear his breathing hitch, a tremble in his breathing as he tries to steady himself. You press on, shimmying lower off his lap and pulling at the sheets. “I see a man who gives his all to everyone around him, and never asks for any of it back. I see a man who never takes, even if he deserves to.” You plant more kisses around his adonis belt, and his hips, grazing your teeth on his skin.

He’s crying now, you know, and he still tries to hide. Alucard shuts his eyes so tight it feels like his lids will rip. He’s been torturing himself for the last few weeks, feeling the ugliest he thinks he ever has. And not because he thinks his physical attraction has lessened, but because of the monster he sees every night in the mirror. His skin is littered with the remains of battles and war, etched forever on his body the horrors he’s endured. And he sits in his loathing, and then looks at you--this angelic being that has made home in his heart, and he wonders how you love him like you do. He wonders what you see in him, how it could possibly be different than what he sees in himself. And now, after all this torture to himself, he listens to you wax poetry about him, how you are so terribly in love with him, and it overwhelms him so much he can’t help but cry. But still, he doesn’t feel worthy of it all, and so he tries to shrink away, but you won’t let him. 

“Look at me, Adrian.” 

You’ve trailed back up, except now your robe is off and you’re sitting in only your underwear. Your body also has scarring, from battles that you’ve endured in your life also. From men before him who have put you in harm’s way. From night creatures who have attacked your previous village. You have markings that your body has naturally given you, because you’ve grown. Scars and marks are littered on your skin, and you bare yourself to Alucard regardless of it all. Tears continue to flow, though you’re whipping them away. His hands trace your body, squeezing the sides and fingertips touching the raised bumps. You let him explore, bringing his hands to the even larger wounds that he hadn’t traced yet, as if he refuses to acknowledge that you’ve been through such pain. He wishes he could take them away. 

Alucard’s hands find purchase on your back and press you to his chest, feeling contact with your skin grounding him. “I’m sorry...” He chokes out, ashamed of how he’s been treating you over his own insecurities. You shake your head anyways, hands raking through his curls. “Don’t apologize, my sweet boy. Just let me love you.” He whimpers, and nods against your chest, moving in tandem with you. Your hips move up to allow him to push his pants down far enough to release his hardening cock, and you rub yourself against him still clothed. You hear him sigh, tightening his arms around you as you do so. “I love you so much.” He murmurs against your skin, hand dipping between your bodies to pull your underwear to the side and prod at your entrance, slowly dipping into your wet heat with a groan. Your fingers tighten in his hair--it’s been some time since you’ve felt him like this, the stretch stinging just a bit as you get used to him again. “Adrian--” You moan, grinding down on his lap. “I love you, you’re perfect for me, you’re everything I need--” You continue your praise as you find a rhythm, bouncing yourself on his lap. He’s overwhelmed, your very presence pushing him into euphoria. The doubts and hatred he had for himself dissipated with each clench of your pussy, with each praise you’re whining into his ear. “Darling, I won’t last tonight--I’m s-sorry.” He grinds out between clenched teeth, nails digging into your hips. You continue fucking yourself on his cock, tits pressed against his chest. “I want to feel you Adrian, please--please, fill me up.” You beg, kissing his face, wherever your lips can get to. You press kisses on his forehead, his temple, his cheeks and nose and chin and finally his lips. You feel him buck into you, meeting your bounces with thrusts of his own. You whisper sweet nothings in his ear: ‘You’re an angel, Adrian’ , ‘you’re my world’ , ‘You’re so beautiful’. 

He doesn’t last much longer after that, crying into your shoulder as he tenses and cums inside your pussy. You don’t dare let him go, combing through the tresses around him with your fingers. I love you, I love you, I love you. He chants those words in his mind until he calms himself enough to say them out loud, to declare his love to you in that moment and every moment after that.