Nosferatu - A JoKen One Shot Smut

Nosferatu | 🦇&🗡

before reading:
tw / blood, corpse
cw (tags also) // mature scenes, dominant josh (jtop :>), submissive ken, mild bdsm thingy, sadistic joken coming thru, blood play

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KEN

I never knew hunting around this season was harder than I could ever imagine. I should've never volunteered.

"Fuck me." I groaned, pushing the semi-conscious body of a heavy deer on the ground away from me as it is bait for any upcoming blood-sucking monster to be killed.

I've been scouting the dead air town for a day now and due to the fog and eerie ambiance of the place, there were almost no signs of monsters nearby until I came across blood smeared on the wall far from the east of the entrance of the town. So I set up a bait and decided to wait for a kill.

I was all alone ever in my life. My parents were spared and sucked by a group of vampires when I was young. They kept me hidden, wrapped blanket blessed by the holy spirit and bathed in holy water. I was only five years old when I witnessed my parents get slaughtered in front of my very own eyes.

Growing up, I had a hard time living and sleeping without constantly hearing the screams of pleas and cries of my parents to the point I became numb by anger and getting consumed by revenge. I planned to take them one by one and learn more about them. I planned to make them go extinct until they make no harm anymore to anyone.

I twiddle the knife with my fingers as I imagine ripping numerous heads of bloodsuckers. The faint pleasure crept from my insides as I shrugged it off. It felt good hearing them screaming in pain as I also pierce through their cold heart.

A noise interrupted my thoughts making me look down at my bait. A hooded black figure crouched down on my lure. I silently pulled out a wooden spear that I bathed in holy water and carefully positioned myself to drop down on the monster.

Once I prepared myself, I jumped down and plunged my wooden spear right into his very heart. Putting more pressure deeply as I hear the monster cry in pain.

"Die, you fucking bastard." I hissed and pulled back my spear, only to find out the color of the blood is red.

It's a human.

"I thought humans are more capable to think intelligently rather than hideous monsters out there in the world." A voice boomed out in a silent alleyway.

"Fuck." I mumbled to myself, holding to my weapon and holy water at my belt.

I looked around trying to find where was the sound coming from when I heard a deep chuckle.

"I was wrong then." A figure tackled me to the ground, my head hits the concrete which made me a bit dizzy and my vision blurred immediately. Fuck, it was painful.

"I thought you're smarter than any hunters out there." A male voice said as it restrains my arms by pinning me by his legs. This ain't no ordinary vampire for sure. It's a fucking strong one. I didn't come prepared at all.

The man pulled out his face from his black cloak, revealing his identity to me.

I was almost in trance, his eyes were cold grey with a hint of red in his pupils. His pale, glowing skin almost glistened from the moon, his hair blue as ice. His body wasn't heavy yet it was more muscular than mine as he continues to pin me down.

I wasn't afraid, I am more curious and angry to see what kind of a vampire he is. I want him to suffer.

"It's you. The infamous savage hunter of vampire kind also known as..." The blood-sucking monster said and leaned to my neck and he forcefully turned my head so he can sniff the blood regulating in my pulses.