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THIS WAS SO SO SO HOT, MAR MY LOVE YOU’RE AMAZING GTFO 😡💞

side, allowing him better access to your neck. His breath ghosts over your cheek as he leans in, placing a kiss on your delicate skin before his fangs graze over his favourite spot on your neck, slowly piercing through your flesh.

i was already wet, like GENUINELY

soft moans and gasps spilling over your lips, swallowing as a dark red drop of blood leaks from the corner of his mouth.

you can’t do this to me… YOU KNOW HOW MUCH A SUCKER FOR BLOOD I AM

genuinely giggling at the smut like GTFO AND LET ME HAVE YOUR BRAIN

There's no trace of them-there never is.But as you look around you, a note placed on your nightstand catches your attention.

ok now i’m mad at you (lowkey at window waiting for them to come and ]%]%%]%]%] yk?

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT

AU | ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ!ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ!ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟꜰᴏʏ

Shared Bites.

Short Summary: Sometimes sharing your favourite meal isn’t all too bad.

Warnings: 18+ only! threesome, oral f!receiving, fingering, biting (obv), dub con if you squint, mentions of blood, slight choking

wordcount: 1,2k

Tom showing up in your dorm as the clock strikes midnight isn’t unusual. Not when the moon is at its brightest, its energy wrapping around you tighter than normal, a gentle reminder of the impending return of your favourite vampire that night.

However, what is unusual about today is that he’s brought someone with him. Not just anyone, though. It’s Draco.

Draco, who happens to be a vampire as well. Draco, who has been begging Tom to let him have a taste of your sweet, sweet blood. And Tom, who couldn’t help but look forward to sharing his favourite prey after you agreed. 

A shiver runs down your spine as they make their way towards you, their glowing, scarlet eyes burning through the darkness of the night, practically pinning you in place. Before you realize it, you’re pressed against a nearby wall, Tom’s lips crashing onto yours while Draco’s skilled fingers work your skirt’s zipper, soon letting the fabric drop to the cold marble floor.

“Fuck, she is gorgeous,” he murmurs, palms trailing up and down your thighs, urging you to part your legs for him. Only then does he rid you of the last piece of fabric on your lower body—your lace panties, leaving them to pool at your ankles before his thumb finds your clit, rubbing soft circles over the sensitive bud.

The brunette watches the both of you intently, and though he would never admit it—a slight pang of jealousy hits him as he sees how eagerly you lean into Draco’s touch.

“Ready?” Tom whispers, one of his hands gently tilting your head to the side, allowing him better access to your neck. His breath ghosts over your cheek as he leans in, placing a kiss on your delicate skin before his fangs graze over his favourite spot on your neck, slowly piercing through your flesh.

A familiar euphoria spreads through your body as he starts feasting on your blood, muffled groans and soft sucking noises coming from the brunette. Drops spill down your neck, tainting your blouse with the red liquid.

You don’t complain—not now, when you feel everything so intensely, the slight sting of Tom’s bite with Draco’s fingers buried inside of you ridding you of any sanity you had left.

Tom pulls back slowly, fangs retracting from your neck when he hears soft moans and gasps spilling over your lips, swallowing as a dark red drop of blood leaks from the corner of his mouth.

“Are we making you feel that good, darling?” He purrs, his face inching closer to yours before he presses a soft kiss to your slightly parted mouth, the metallic taste of your blood on his lips flooding your senses.

A slow, knowing smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth as he takes in your state, eyes closed and brows furrowed, your mind too hazy to form coherent words. The pad of his thumb softly swipes over your now crimson-painted lips, admiring how pretty you look with your own blood staining your perfect skin.

“Sweetheart. Answer me.” The brunette drawls, head dipping down again, tongue trailing along the fresh wound on your tender neck to gather any spilled blood.

“Yes, Tom— fuck—“ you manage, eyes fluttering open as you feel the knot in your stomach winding tighter with each passing second, your legs trembling as the man between them finds that one perfect, sensitive spot inside of you with the pad of his fingers.

“Oh- oh God, Draco—“

You feel the blonde hum in recognition, and just like on command, his fingers curl, lips wrapping tighter around your swollen clit, sucking softly on the sensitive bud. Your vision grows cloudy with stars, and you are right there, right at the edge, ready to let the built-up pressure in your lower stomach explode into fireworks of ecstasy.

But just as you are about to tumble over the edge, he pulls away.

You want to complain, tell him to get his head back to where it was. However, when you open your mouth, the only sound you manage is a sharp hiss as his pointed teeth pierce the soft skin of your inner thighs, his cold, strong hands keeping your legs from closing.

A smirk tugs at the corner of Tom’s lips as he takes in your expression. So beautiful, he thinks. So helpless, yet so eager to let both of them have their fair share of you. And you would get your reward—but you are still his after all, and the only way you get to come is on his mouth, his fingers, his cock.

With that thought, his lips meet yours for a hungry kiss once more, hand softly wrapping around your throat, thumb caressing over your pulse point. You are out of breath as you break apart, watching him drop to his knees in front of you, switching positions with the blonde.

“N-No more,” you whimper, trying to steady yourself on the wall, Draco’s laboured breath hot on the tender skin of your neck as his head dips down, sharp teeth grazing over your crimson-coloured skin.

Tom nudges your legs further apart, inhaling sharply as his gaze locks onto your glistening folds right in front of him. “Yet,” he starts, his thumb swiping through your slit, coating himself in your arousal, “look at how eager you are for us.” 

“It’s only fair—“ he purrs, one finger slipping inside of you, then a second, stretching you perfectly, fingertips finding your weak spot without even trying. “If we get our share, don’t you think, darling?”

Your mind is beyond hazy at this point, dizzy as your body reacts to the blood loss, dizzy with the need to come. 

Fuck it.

“Yes— God, Tom— have me.”

It’s not only a simple answer—it’s a plea. And just as the words leave your lips, Draco sinks his fangs into your neck with a low growl, the brunette in front of you flicking his tongue over your clit. Heaven or damnation—you don’t quite know which is closer. However, with the way both of them work your body—you practically see the gates to paradise opening right before your eyes.

Naturally, it doesn’t take long for your orgasm to build once more, and Tom notices, obviously. The way you squeeze tighter around him, walls fluttering in anticipation and lips slightly parted, he sucks on your puffy bud, just the way he knows you like it—slowly.

Your ears ring, thighs trembling as fireworks set off behind your eyes, your vision fading into a blur as the brunette works you through your orgasm, loving the way your cunt clamps down on him as you come. How next time he would have you all for himself again.

“Were so good for us.” is the last thing you hear coming from the blonde before your eyes flutter close, Tom’s arms wrapping around your waist before your knees give in, fainting in his embrace.

By the time you wake, it’s morning, and you are tucked under your sheets, weak sun rays warming your skin. There’s no trace of them—there never is. But as you look around you, a note placed on your nightstand catches your attention.

And then you see it—your thighs are covered in bite marks.

Especially around the area Draco left his.

A/N: I am getting started on the full fic now. I promise😭