“Use your words, pretty boy.”

Vampire x male!reader || praise kink, face-fucking, tooth-rooting fluff

"Hey there handsome," you said, trying to be seductive, probably failing. Your vampire boyfriend looked up from his papers, face breaking into a big grin as soon as he saw you. He even gaped a little. He was so infuriated with you it made him look silly.

He always treated you so good, he made you feel so precious and amazing, and you wanted to reward him. To do something for him. He spent the whole day at the office and called to inform you he was going to be working late again. You hated when he worked late. You wanted him at home with you, caressing your skin and making you feel pretty. You wanted to be his sole focus of attention, but you knew that wouldn’t be possible. But he always made sure to make you feel precious, to treat you like a king, so you’d never doubt his affection for you. He wasn’t with you just for the blood, or the sex… He loved you. And you loved him.

You were shaking on your feet, nervous about his reaction. Your boyfriend hadn't said a single word and you were already hard and throbbing. The whole trip to his office you were building the anticipation.

"Hey there, pretty boy, what are you doing here?" Your boyfriend’s voice was so sweet and surprised that you almost blew the whole seduce the boss shit in order to go kiss him senseless.

"I felt so lonely at home…” You tried to play it coy, but your boyfriend knew you too well. He smirked and your legs turned to jelly. You could see his pupils dilating and his fangs descending, the big grin he sent your way made your insides twitch and your cock stand to attention. Damn. “I wanted to do something nice for you." He arched an eyebrow and gestured for you to get closer.

"Come here, let me kiss your beautiful face." His voice was pure lust, making your insides burn with anticipation.

You walked to him slowly, trying to keep your long jacket pressed against your body. You wanted to surprise him when the big revelation happened. You weren’t wearing anything underneath, and you expected him to go a little wild at that. You loved when he treated you like you were his most precious possession, but you also liked when he fucked you raw. And you wanted the wild vampire tonight, you wanted him to treat you like a king, but also to be his pretty boy as he used you.

You were ready to beg and your boyfriend hadn't touched you yet. He pushed the chair back, leaving a space between him and the desk, a clear invitation for you to get between his open legs. Your throat felt very dry. When he licked over his fangs and extended his arm to grab you and make you move faster, you felt a drop of precum leaking out of you. His nostrils flared and his grin got bigger. He knew exactly what he was doing to you.

He manhandled you in front of him, completely silent. The anticipation burning in your veins and making you eager to be touched. He wasted no time and before you could blink, he had your ass against the desk and his arms caging you there. You squealed and giggled. He mumbled praises and compliments as he kissed your neck slowly. All the nerves and the anticipation burned down and you melted under him, legs turning into jelly. It was good luck that he was grabbing you by the hips when your knees gave out.

“You are so nice, you smell like the best dessert I’ve ever tasted. And I love dessert. I love you. You are so precious to me, you are such a gift to have in my long life.” He kept whispering sweet words against your ear as you shivered.

You grabbed his face forcefully and kissed him hard, swallowing his words and melting under him. You two kissed for a while. Making out on top of what you guessed were very important papers. Every second of it was amazing, which didn't help with your hard on. You were so hard it was painful. Your boyfriend got even closer, thrusting his own hardness against yours, making you feel all of him.

You pushed him away after a little bit, you needed to breathe and he didn’t. It came in handy when he spent hours making you sit on his face and rimming you until you came untouched, but it wasn’t that great when he was lost in pleasure and forgot you had to breathe every once in a while. He kissed the tip of your nose, lovingly, his eyes were so tender when he looked at you. He had to stop being adorable, or you’d melt.

"I need you." The moment your boyfriend registered your words, his pupils got incredibly dark and his hands grabbed your hips harder. He was going to leave bruises. And then he’d feel bad about it, and would spend hours kissing your body and making a mess out of you. YES. You liked that plan.

Your boyfriend’s face softened for a second as he asked: “Is this why you came? You want me to fuck you, pretty boy?” You could only nod. “Words.” He insisted.

You swallowed hard and whispered: “Yes, please.”

“Good boy.” Your face felt really hot. “Okay then. Get naked.” You almost fell trying to get the fucking coat off.

He removed his suit jacket and sat back down on his chair, pushing his shirt shelves up in the sexiest movement you’d ever seen. He opened his legs and threw you a hungry look. He was palming his hard dick through his pants, observing you intensely, making you hot and bothered. You undid the buttons of the coat one by one, knowing that your boyfriend enjoyed a good show. As more and more skin got revealed, you could pinpoint the exact second your boyfriend realized you weren’t wearing anything underneath.

“Are you really only wearing that?” You paused mid button, nodding softly, nervous for some reason. He groaned, low and deep, making you shiver. “Damn. That’s so hot. You are so good to me, so perfect.” He caressed your sides, tickling you and making you giggle, breaking the tension.

“I wanted to surprise you.” You were feeling a bit shy, which was absurd. You played like this for years, but you still blushed when your vampire boyfriend called you hot.

“You did, pretty boy. I’m so happy to have you here. To have you in my life.” You beamed at the praise, you liked making him happy. You wanted to be the best for him. You let the coat fall down, presenting yourself before him completely. He caressed your body lovingly, treating you like the precious possession he thought you were. He sat back down. “Come here.” He wanted you to sit on his lap, but you had other plans in mind.

“I want…” You started but doubted yourself.

“What do you want, pretty boy? Use your words.” He coached.

“I want to suck you.” You let out, falling to your knees in front of him.

“Good boy.” He rewarded you. You just wanted to make your boyfriend come, you needed it desperately. “Such a good boy for me.” Your dick was so hard that your head felt dizzy. He caressed your cheek like you were the most precious thing, and your heart did a flip-flop inside your chest. He always made you feel so amazing, you didn’t know how to thank him back. You reached down to grab his dick, he let you, his hands still touching your face softly. So soft. So lovingly. Fuck, you didn’t want to cry. “You’ve been such a good boy coming here for me, all ready to give me your body as a gift.”

“Yes, I’ve been good.” You were looking up at him through your lashes, trying to convey the same amount of love he showed you.

“Okay pretty boy, you can suck me.” You opened your mouth and closed your eyes, lowering your head and sucking on the tip of his cock, making him shudder. You whined.

You felt your boyfriend’s hands in your hair, pulling softly. He went slow, feeding you more and more of his cock in short thrusts. He started slowly, not getting all his dick inside, just a few inches in and out, slowly, torturing you with anticipation. You whined, trying to swallow him whole, but being stopped by the hand on your hair.

“So eager to please, so eager to be a good boy.” He sounded amused. You nodded against the tip still in your mouth, tongue twirling around it, paying special attention to that sensitive point that made him go crazy. Trying to collect all his precum with your tongue, wanting to taste him more than anything.

That did the trick, apparently. He moaned over you, and things leveled up. The hand on your hair tightened and he started to raise the speed, fucking your mouth. Takings special care of not pushing you too hard, not to make you choke. He was always so careful with you.

He started to chant profanities above you, moaning and praising you and your mouth, and you started to lose yourself on the feel of his dick on your throat, his hand on your hair, his voice in your ears… It was perfect.

“Darling… Darling, I’m going to cum.” He warned, caressing the side of your face. You pushed down your face, taking all of him at once and making him groan, cursing you for being too rough for your own good. You groaned around him, pushing him over the edge and tasting his sweet release on your mouth.

You let his dick go and rested your head against your boyfriend’s thigh. Aftershocks were still running through his body, making him shiver and moan softly. His hands were incredibly soft as he touched your face, called you a pretty boy and told you how much he loved you.

He manhandled you from the floor to his lap, hugging your naked body against his clothed one. “Let’s go home, pretty boy.”

“But your work…” You tried to argue.

“Work can wait. You are the most important thing, now and always.” He kissed you one last time before helping you put the coat back on.