Boyfriend To Death/The Price Of Flesh x Reader oneshots

Awoo - Vincent x reader

Happy Tuesday..! Sorry for the late update. Recently I've been lacking a lot of motivation, and anytime I tried to write, it would come out... not it. And so, I decided to postpone the story by three days for that reason. Buuut, I hope you all like it despite that ^^

Y/n pov

I woke up in a daze, still locked in Vincent's weapon locker. We had caught him at a bad time last night, and he ended up having to lock me in here again, as not to hurt me. I saw him just outside of it, slowly opening it up. He looked tired, and depressed as ever. I awkwardly stumble out of the locker, rubbing my head. That was a rough sleep if I've ever had one.

I smile sleepily at him, to be met with that same depressed look, and a hand on my head, gently combing through my hair. Without a word, he swiftly but gently pulls me into his chest, hugging me tightly. He nuzzles his face into my neck, with a couple shaky breaths. He only seems to be able to mumble out a couple words, through what seems like choked sobs.

"I'm sorry. I don't deserve you," his voice is so hushed I barely hear him. I place my hand into his soft hair, and my other on his back. "V-Vince, it's okay," I gently whisper back. It doesn't seem to help. He's almost whining, as if trying to hold himself together. His grip tightens around me, as I gently try to help him to the ground to sit.

"Vincent, I promise, it's okay," I whisper out. He suddenly bursts out at me, making me jump. "It's not okay! I'm over here, making you stay with me, just for me to lean on you, like you're a damn wall for me to use," he sits up, his eyes filled with tears. It's hard to see him like this, and even harder to process it in the first place.

I gently take him into my arms again before he can continue yelling. He just quietly sobs into my arms. I gently rub his back, making my best attempt at reassuring him.

His sobs slowly become more choked down, and he seems to calm down a little. He gently nuzzles himself into my neck, and I gently hold onto him. His body is softly trembling, like a scared puppy who just found it's owner. He gently reaches his trembling hand up to my face, stroking the side of my face gently.

"...you know you're too good to me, right..?" he asked me softly, his face buried into my shoulder. I smiled softly at him, gently licking his finger. "You're just too hard on yourself," he playfully shoved his thumb into my mouth, as I softly let my tongue wrap around it. He let out a soft groan, sitting up a bit straighter. His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me onto his lap, and gently rubbing me up and down.

I place my head onto his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his neck and shoulders. His hands softly trail to my thigh, giving me a gentle squeeze. I gently lick his collar bone in response, making him groan softly. He slowly rubs my back, as I continue to gently nibble at his neck and collarbone. I can feel him stiffening against me. I slowly move my hands to his hips, making him make an ever so soft whine.

I giggle gently against his neck, as he gently moves his own hands down to my hips. I move myself up and sit on the floor in front of him, allowing Vincent to remove my pants and underwear. He seems a bit hesitant at first, but eventually helps me get them off, leaving me bottomless. I giggle softly as he gets up, picking me up with him.

He softly pins me to the wall, holding me close, and kissing me softly, his hands on my back and head. His touch is gentle, as I wrap my legs around him. He softly moves my hips up softly, slowly unzipping his pants. He gently nuzzles himself into my neck, licking and nibbling at the flesh. I giggle softly, speaking to him in a slightly teasing tone.

"Mm, fuck me, Vince~" he reacts with a soft grunt, as if complying. He lifts me up a bit higher, positioning his cock right outside my entrance. He slowly pushes himself inside of me, groaning as he does. I give a little whine, wrapping around him harder. He gently holds me there, allowing me to adjust to his size. I gently nibble at his neck as he softly pants, while holding me close.

After a few moments, he finally begins to slowly thrust in and out of me, gripping my shoulder and leg tightly. He softly grinds into me, making sure to be gentle and not hurt me. I brush through his hair with my fingers, keeping my head firmly in his neck. He continues to gently push into me, making me softly groan. He slowly picks me up off the wall again, and walks me to the table against the other wall.

He gently lays me down onto the table, softly pushing himself back into me. I moan softly, arching my back a little. He groans softly, thrusting deeply into me, softly grinding his hips against mine. He leans down, now just above me, as he gently grabs my wrist to softly pin me down. I wrap my legs around his torso, holding him close.

His thrusts grow heavier for a moment, softly rubbing my side with his free hand. I can hear him gently panting above me, his grip slightly tightening on my wrists. I moan softly as he hits a soft spot inside me. 

"Mmph, Vince..." He softly begins to move his hand down my arm, and to my side as he seems to near his edge. His thrusts suddenly become faster, making me whine softly. I can hear him groan softly as I feel his hips twitch. I can feel a warm liquid fill my insides, making me softly moan, and allow myself to let go too. Vincent softly pants above me, as I feel my eyes get tired. I slowly close my eyes, as I hear Vincent chuckle softly. 

"Sleep well, honey, I'll wake you up tomorrow," I nod softly as I feel myself get slowly lifted off the table, and into Vincent's arms. I slowly fall asleep. 

I wake up in a slightly illuminated room, Vincent right beside me. He still looks a bit sleepy but he gives me a soft smile. I smile softly back at him, as he places a gentle hand on my head. "Sleep well, doll?" I nod softly. He smile brightens a little. "You look sleepy. You want me to get you something to eat?" I giggle softly. 

"Is that even a question, Vince? Of course I do," I wipe my eyes softly, sitting up a little. He smiles, getting up as well. 

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And then Y/n got 80 STD's because Vincent didn't use a condom. 

This story is so bad, I'm sorry 😪