Blood Lust | Vampire Miguel O'Hara X Reader

Chapter Three - Edible

**Chapter Warnings**

NSFW

Vibe: Teeth by Lady Gaga

Enjoy!

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You had grown used to Miguel darting out to go save the day but that didn't make it any easier. Thankfully, he checked in with you sometime around noon via text.

"Mi vida, I am back. And in one piece."

You smiled down at your phone, at his endearing name for you, and typed a response.

"Good, that makes me happy. Is everything okay?"

"Si," he responds instantly, then a moment later, he also sends, "I missed you."

You blushed down at your phone, but cleared your throat as someone walked past your office. When they finally passed, you unbuttoned the top button of your blouse and opened up your camera, quickly snapping a pic of your cleavage and then hitting send.

Three bubbles appeared, then disappeared, and you waited patiently for a response while rebuttoning yourself. Maybe he was busy, you thought after a minute had passed.

You continued logging away your inventory. You had become an assistant nurse here at spider society since you'd already been a nurse in your universe. Not treating any kind of life and death things, although you'd be happy to join in if need be. But you handled minor things, like cuts and sickness. And you fit right in and felt right at home with the others.

Sensing a looming presence in your doorway, you spun in your chair, thinking it was a patient. But no.

"Miguel, what are you doing here?" you said, his name coming out more breathy and laced with desire than you intended.

He smirked slowly at you then sauntered over.

You swallowed thickly, shrinking under his red stare as he pinched your chin between his fingers, forcing you to look up at him.

"The picture was...blurry." He shrugged innocently, eyes gliding down to your chest. He let out a low satisfied noise from the back of his throat. You flushed, giggling like a schoolgirl because you knew the photo wasn't blurry, it was just an excuse to see you.

"I'm going to fuck your tits later," he simply said, then bent down and kissed you. It was hot and heavy, and it left you lightheaded.

He pulled away and took a step back, putting distance between the two of you. Your rule was that he couldn't fuck you while you were at work, specifically because you wanted to create a good impression in front of your superiors here and didn't want to seem like you could get away with anything since you were fucking "the boss", Miguel. At first, he said it wouldn't matter. But because you insisted it was important to you, he never pushed that boundary again. Of course, once you left your office for the day, and you were in his territory again, there was no saying what he'd do to you or you'd do to him.

"How are you?" he asked. You knew he meant after this morning. You supposed the two of you did overdo it just a little, but it was still fun.

"Fine. I took an hour or so long nap after you left then got ready and made it to work, other than that it's been a pretty uneventful day. I'm just logging medical inventory right now per Doc's request." You pointed at the boxes in the corner, then at the paper log, and then at the monitor in front of you.

His eyes softened as he watched you explain, then he asked, "And have you eaten?"

Shit, you should have known he'd ask that. "No...I mean not yet."