Wicked Games (Billy Hargrove X Female Vampire)

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"I left my girl back home, I don't want her no more, but she'll never fucking know that these fucking eyes that I'm staring at"

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⚠️ Death/Strippers/Smut/Blood⚠️

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⚠️ Death/Strippers/Smut/Blood⚠️

Readers POV

You lifted your nose practically breaking your neck when he walked in as the smell was strong, it was unlike anything you've ever smelt before. Turning your gaze towards the front of the strip club, you watched your victim of the night was struggling to get cash out of the ATM, banging it a few times.

As he grew frustrated, you watched from the bar, licking your tongue across your fangs, the hunger pains growing from within. He was a feast alright, you watched as he finally grabbed the cash from the machine and headed towards the stage.

Cute, anger issues..this is going to be fun you thought and turned around on your bar stool, to keep an eyes on him.

You were wearing one of your favorites, a black vintage lingerie one piece with fishnets, the lingerie hiked up so high in the front it brought in your waist and revealed your hips nicely.

With confidence, you glided towards the stage area, watching as he was talking to another stripper but not for long, the woman saw you coming and scurried away causing the man to look around confused.

"I hope I wasn't interrupting?" You asked causing him to look over towards your direction. The look on his face was quite amusing but, it's going to be more amusing seeing his expression as you have your teeth sinked into his neck.

"Who are you?" He asked, taking a sip of his cocktail.
"I am Fangs but you can call me Y/N" you stated with a toothy smile, showing off your fangs. He smiled in amusement, glancing down at your outfit.
"How did you get those on your teeth? Halloween store?"
You laughed deeply, looking down at the poor man with fake remorse.
"Sure if you say so" you said in a condescending tone, you laughed again and sat down next to him, crossing your leg over your knee. "I assume you're gonna ask if I'm gonna suck your blood?" You teased, winking over at him.
He slapped his knee, as you sent him into a fit of laughter but what he didn't know, is that you're actually going to suck his blood, bleed him dry.

"I'd love that, as in I want you to suck something alright" the man boasted, grabbing his drink off the table beside him and, taking another swig.

The club lights were low, people's faces were dimly lit and there were tiny candle lights on each table illuminating everyone faces, creating an intimate scene.

You wagged your leg, waiting for the next move from your victim as you could just rush it, take him in the back right away and drink him right up. Parts of you likes the build up, to see how normies react to a real life Vampire.

"Can I get a private room with you?" He asked, breaking the silence. You nodded, taking his hand and helping him get to his feet. "You're freezing!" He shouted over the club music. "Yeah I get that a lot" you tutted, smiling to yourself.

That connection alone, your hand in his was too much, his skin was over powering.

You walked him into the back, winking at the guard by the VIP to let them know, what's going to go down. As you approached the very last room, you opened the door stepping off to the side to let him in.

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"Hun I don't mean to be rude but you're so cold are you feeling okay?" The man asked from below you, you were in the private room, straddling him with each hand on either side of his head, his hands laid resting on your waist.
"Again, I'm fine god what is with you people" you angrily spat out as you stood up, applying pressure to his crotch with your knee.
He hissed through gritted teeth, grabbing your waist tighter. You looked down at him, as you circled your hips.
"You people?" He questioned out loud and tried to shift underneath you. You stood up, towering over him and pulled down the front of your one piece, revealing your breasts, they sprung out joyfully.
"Oh fuck" he said dumbly, going cross eyed as he reached his hands up caress your breasts.
"Did I say you can touch?" You asked, swatting his hand away.
"Why not? I'll pay you double" He said, still distracted by your breasts that were perky and bouncing in front of him as you danced slowly. You chuckled, taking his hands and placing them onto your breasts, rubbing them in small circular motions.
"What's your name?" You asked, you liked to know the names of all your victims.
"Uhm Bill-Billy" He stuttered out, clearly distracted by your breasts that were in his hands.
"Billy what a cute name" You stated wickedly and turned around so your ass was in his face. The hunger grew inside of you more, you couldn't string this out any longer it's been weeks since you've found a good blood type like his.

As you waved your ass in his face, you brought your hands up to massage your own breasts, giving him a tease as he only saw you bring the back.
"Mmmm Billy I bet you taste so good" you moaned out, looking over your shoulder to see him, legs spread out with a clear erection in his jeans.
"Want to find out? The club doesn't have to know what we do in here"

You chuckled cunningly in response, turning around dramatically, staring at him like he was prey.
"Woah there you look scary" He remarked, laughing under his breath.

You lunged forward, straddling his lap with your tits out they laid clear view, right in his face. He grunted, reaching a hand around your back holding you into his torso for support.

You grabbed at his mullet aggressively, cranking his head to the side, leaning down in his neck to run your nose along his artery. You shut your eyes as you took a huge inhale.

"Oh uhm okay you're freaky" He said with a chuckle, in response to you.

Your eyes snapped open, staring at the wall behind you two. As you pulled your head back, you glared down at Billy, he watched you with confusion plastered across his face.
"Say my name" you demanded, you always made your victims say your name before they died. You wanted that to be the last time they thought about.
"What?"
"Say it" you spat, wrapping your hand around his throat softly, splaying the fingers there.
"Y/N"

You felt your eyes change to black and you cranked your neck backwards, letting out a horrific shriek and lunged forward, sinking your teeth deep into his neck. He instantly tried to push you off his lap but you fought against him, as he tried to get free. Sucking every last drop, moaning and, grinding against him. 

As he went limp, you continued feeding on him, till the very last drop.

"Billy" you whispered against his neck and glanced over his face as you pulled away to see he died with his eyes opened and you closed them shut.

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