Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🦇 Of the Tindall Estate 🔞

Vampire Audrey Vampire Audrey Vampire-

Ship: Vampire Audrey Tindall x Reader

🔞: Biting, Cunninglingus, Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Victorian Romance, she gotta eat.

Come get your Time Period Audrey Tindall Romance. This is the only way I can really write Audrey Tindall Oneshots. It needs to be that good shit (Georgian-to-Edwardian periods)

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You stood outside the Tindall Estate, shaking from the snow and wind. Your horse had kicked you off it's back and now you found yourself here. You managed to get past the gates, using the lion knocker to get her attention. The sun was already setting. The door opened, a pale woman in pale furs stood behind the door, the snow equally as glittery as the texture of her skin in the rising moon. "Pray, what are you doing here?" She greeted, her eyes practically boring into your soul. "You'll get cold. Come in." You nodded, avoiding eye contact as you came in. The Tindall Estate was warm, the smell of nutmeg subtle in the air. "I hope you do not mind me being here, Lady Tindall." You awkwardly spoke, Audrey already removing your snow dappled coat. "It gets lonely on these gloomy winter nights. Pray, stay as long as you need." Her voice was practically a hiss, yet luring you. You removed your boots, slipping your feet into slippers.

You were guided to where the fire was, Lady Tindall having you sit as she handed you a mug. Thick, hot cream with cinnamon, nutmeg, and vanilla sugar. You sipped the drink, smiling. Audrey sat beside you, watching you shakingly sip your drink. "Pray, how long were you out there?" She inquired, the fox furs draping off her shoulders. "A day and a half, Lady Tindall." Your voice was a shudder, slowly getting used to the warmth. "How dreadful! Pray, you could've succumbed to the frost." She reached to you, her hands hot in temperature. "Lady Tindall, you're so warm." You gasped softly, her hands snaking to your shoulders as she got behind you. "Pray, allow me to tend to you." She offered, your eyes fluttering shut as her nails ever so gently ran up your neck. "Do as you wish, Madame." Your voice was hoarse as goosebumps ran over your skin wherever she touched. Your mug was empty, to which she set aside and guided you up the stairs.

The moon filtered through the window, illuminating the aristocratic woman from behind. You hesitantly followed her, in awe of her beauty. "M-my apologies, you're a very beautiful woman." You squeaked out, seeing her smirk. "No need to apologize." She purred, taking your hand and guiding you to her room. The scent of lavender filled your senses, incense burning on a table.

The door shut behind you, making you glance back. As you looked back to Lady Audrey Tindall, her fox robes dropped to the floor as she exposed her nude body to you. She peeled away your shirt and brassier, kissing every inch of skin on your shoulders. Her lips left hot kisses, fangs gently scraping your skin as she left small bites. Her hands drifted to your skirt and undergarments, removing them carefully as she went on to kiss your neck. A gentle moan managed to leave your lips, Last Tindall unable to hold back a grin. "Pray, do I make you feel good?" She inquired, receiving a whine of approval as she kneaded your ass. "Like summer sunlight." You whimpered, her tongue running a stripe up your neck as she then kissed your jaw.

The howl of the rising blizzard outside only brought comfort as you were held in Audrey's arms. She brought you to her bed after she gave you a kiss, the feeling of her gold crowned fangs addictive. Lady Tindall laid you down, her hands traveling down your body as she found herself between your legs.

"Pray, do not hide your beautiful voice." She ordered, her tongue running a line up your slit. Your back arched slightly, a whine leaving you as Lady Tindall found your clitoris. She gave soft kitten licks, moaning softly at your taste. The vibration ran up your spine, shuddering with a gasp at the stimulation. Fingers found their way into dirty blonde hair, gripping platinum locks as her tongue dipped into you. A moan was drawn loudly, making you look down at her as your hips tried to squirm. "J-just like that." You whimpered, nodding as her tongue ran across a rough patch repeatedly. "Oh fuck, right there." You whined, your legs shaking as a knot within your stomach grew tighter and tighter.

Your head flew back, moans sobbing out of you as your hips bucked and squirmed. Audrey hadn't stopped yet, gripping your hips and bringing your legs up as she got closer and closer, her eyes fluttering shut as your thighs pressed against her head. Tears were beginning to form in your eyes, gasping between sobs of pleasure. "Audrey!" You cried out, her hum of approval slamming you over the edge like a train.

Lady Tindall opened her eyes as your orgasm struck you a second time, feeling something dribble from your cunt into her mouth. She had your face burnt into her memories, your taste engrained on her tongue. As she pulled back, she couldn't help but chuckle darkly. "Pray, you must stay." She pleaded, hearing you squeak as she thrusted two fingers into your aching vagina. "Such songs from you, I will be satisfied by only thee." She purred, kissing you softly as she pumped her fingers at an even pace.

Your eyes were locked on Audrey's, legs shivering as she increased the pace and ran her thumb over your bud in circles. "Choose me, Pray." She pleaded gently, pulling your third orgasm from you like the stroke of a violin. You pulled her in, her fangs piercing your shoulder as she lapped away blood. The endorphins of your orgasm made her hum in approval, pulling away once the bleeding ended. You were asleep in her arms, worn from her affections. She smiled softly, pulling the blanket over your bare form.

The Vampire of the Tindall Estate had claimed her wife to be.