A/N: Fun fact, the first thing I remember writing is a Twilight fanfic. This is for the lovely . I love u so much bby and I hope you enjoy it. Again, I've been listening to some villain Yato audios and I uhhhhh-
Pairing: Vampire!Bakugo x Reader (quirkless au)
Summary: While on a hiking trip, the leader for a coven of vampires takes a particular liking towards you.
Extra Note: This particular type of vampire is a mix between the ones from the Twilight Series as well as the Intertwined Trilogy.
Warnings: A bit of bondage, LOTS of dominance, a T O N of sadism, a little bit of masochism, and of course, smut.
Eat up, children.
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"Hey, wakey wakey," a gruff voice groaned at you. Before even having a chance to assess the situation, your heart plummeted into your stomach as your eyes batted open. This... was different from what you remembered. These craggy rocks were unfamiliar, and a slow, wet dripping sound was heard off in the distance.
No... this was wrong. You were on a lone hiking trip through the mountains. You'd just come up to an open creek and stopped to refresh yourself... what were you doing here-
"Oh, look," they continued, finally stepping into your vision. "You're already panicking. I wanna call you pathetic. But if anything... this is fucking adorable. If only you could see yourself."
Chest thumping, you gave into your flight instincts, wrists above your head, thrashing, only to become aware of the near painful, icy cold metal cuffs around them, keeping you suspended on your tippy toes.
A man with ash-blonde hair and scarlet red eyes had stepped into the center of your view, hands, connected to... intimidatingly strong-looking arms, pushed into his front pockets. His smirk held nothing but pure malice, eyes fiery with passion from knowing you were absolutely helpless against him.
"Jeez, that look you have... damn. I never thought I'd see something like this in person!" He spat, absolutely beaming. In his toothy grin, you noticed that his canines... were much, much sharper than usual. You started to hyperventilate, chest feeling like your lungs had been soaked with gasoline and set ablaze, eyes getting drier and drier by the second, unable to do so much as blink.
"Awe, what's the matter?" The man fake-pouted. "Is the little lamb scared by the big bad wolf? Don't worry... I'm not going to hurt you... heh... that much, anyways."
He was at least going to hurt you a little bit, and you were desperate to steel yourself against it. You had no idea who this... freak was, or what he might be capable of, and you had to be prepared for anything at all. Think, dammit, think. What's the worst he could do, and how are you going to get out?
He drew closer to you, palm pressing firmly against your hip. "You see," he mused darkly. "All of my idiot followers... they wanted to kill you. Suck you dry on the spot. Lucky for you however... I make them bring every single potential blood bank to me. And I happen to think that you're... quite the cutie. So I thought I'd keep you around for a bit. Maybe even permanently, if you play along."
Your head hung against your shoulder, welling up with tears in terror, mortified of whatever he had planned. He was going to kill you, right? This was some kind of weird murderous cult, and he was going to kill you. You just had to stick it out.
He tossed his head to the side, gaze spacing slightly, as if thinking. "...kill you?" He stated, mimicking your thoughts, then said with a deep chuckle. "No, I'm not going to kill you. That is, not unless you play along with me, of course."
