Historical Figures x Reader

Vlad III x reader

Requested By: ChayanitDuangthong

You had been teasing him all day and it was killing him. You didn't mean to, really. It was Vlad's own fault for feeling the emotions he was feeling towards you. Of course, he loved you, you were his wife after all, but today was different. He wanted to hold you and make you squirm beneath him as he once did a few years ago on the day of your marriage. He wanted to hear the sweet sounds of delicious ecstasy flow out from your mouth. Vlad wanted to feel and taste you in a moment of intimate passion that could only be blossomed in the comforting bed sheets with locked doors.

It was a terrible shame that he had to be gone every now and again for royal business. He also had a war to fight which was quite stressful for him. He shook his head as a way to remove the thoughts of work from his mind. Vlad's tongue darted out of his mouth to lick his lips. He sat on his throne alone. The solitude was alright for him to clear his thoughts. He could come up to you and ask if he can have his way with you. Maybe you also wanted it, but weren't showing the symptoms of relentless desire. He broke out of his reverie as he heard the footsteps of you walking into the room. You had some paper in your hands and a small smile on your face. You walked up to him slowly.

"Hello, Vlad," you greeted with a small voice.

"Hello, (y/n)," Vlad returned the greeting with his low voice which seemed to rumble from his chest. You handed him the few sheets of paper that you held.

"I wrote some poetry earlier. You can read it if you'd like," you said as Vlad grabbed the papers from you. You had a thing for poetry and you seemed to be busy writing poems almost all the time. You had an on going imagination and talent for putting words together to create beautiful literary art works. He patted his lap as an invitation for you to sit and you obliged. He barely showed it, but he mentally regretted having you on him. You were so close to him and your thigh brushed up against his...yah. He read through the short poems you had written and every now and again he would make a positive comment. You giggled and thanked him for enjoying what you had written. You decided to change your position so you shifted yourself. Vlad clenched his jaw as he felt you move on him and shifted to a position of you straddling his lap.

"What?" you asked innocently, noticing the look on his face. He was almost certain that you were doing this on purpose and knowing full well what effect you had on him. Suddenly, Vlad let go of the written poetry absentmindedly as he pulled you towards him in a fervent kiss. You were shocked by this, but returned the gesture of lustful affection. He stuck his tongue in your mouth and you gladly let his tongue dance around with yours. You moaned in the kiss and clung on to the articles of clothing on his chest. He replied with a groan as he pulled you closer to him and practically had both of your pelvises grinding against each other. You felt a mysterious bulge beginning to form against you. You whimpered at the sensation. He quickly moved from your mouth to your neck and started peppering your skin with kisses. Sounds of appreciation left your lips.

"V-Vlad..." you whined.

"What is it, dragă (darling)?" he purred into your ear before taking your earlobe between his teeth.

"Maybe w-we should take this...s-somewhere else?" you asked meekly. He chuckled.

"Of course." He was happy he finally got what he wanted. 

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