Teach Me ( Marilyn Manson X Reader Fanfiction )

Damn Vampire

A few days passed and you and Marilyn talked online through Facebook. He obviously made a fake account and you knew it was him because he'd send you pictures of himself occasionally. Not like sexting or anything but yeah.

'I miss you babe. (;' Marilyn texted you.

It was 11:00 pm on Thursday. You only had three more days left till you headed back to school. You guys talked and you soon drifted off to sleep.

You instantly woke up needing to use the bathroom. How you fucking hated getting up from your warm bed. You quickly got up wearing an oversized tee-shirt with Manson on it. You closed the door and did your business. You then looked at your reflection and saw that the marks were barely visible that Marilyn had left.

"Damn Marilyn," you giggled.

You proceed out and stopped to see Marilyn again waiting at your window. Your face filled with excitement and you quietly ran over to him to embrace him with a hug.

"I missed you ___."

"Same to you Marilyn."

He then kissed you and you wrapped yourself around him. He picked you up and carried you to the bed.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but one of the reasons I came here is because....well I need your blood.."

You examined his face to see he was a bit paler than usual and he was cold.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just hungry.."

You slipped your shirt off your shoulder and moved your hair out of the way. You caressed his face while bringing him closer to the left side of your neck. Marilyn licked your neck while his left hand trailed down elsewhere. He rubbed back and fourth down there and you let out a moan. He then bit into you and it felt so good, like a drug almost.

"Marilyn..."

He stopped and cleaned you off by licking the rest of your blood off. He then kissed you and for the rest of the night you guys silently talked to each other and fell asleep.

*le time skip to Monday when school starts*

It was finally Monday and you couldn't wait to head to school. 'Wow that's a first' you thought to yourself. You got yourself ready and headed downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Dear I made some pancakes so please eat before leaving."

"Okay, thanks mom!"

You finished eating and told your mom goodbye and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"___!" She yelled.

"Sorry, I love you!"

You laughed as you left a black lipstick stain on her cheek. Your family accepted you and your interests just on certain/special occasions you had to dress differently. You liked walking to school because well, you had yourself some alone time. School was only a few blocks away and you listened to your music along the way.

You sang along to the lyrics in your head and soon you arrived. You were first to head to class early waiting outside your classroom door. School didn't start for another twenty minutes. You sat on the floor observing people. Sounds boring but it entertained you. You could head to the library but you were lazy at the moment. You then heard a familiar voice, how you loathed that voice.

"Hey there freak waiting for that teacher you call an artist?"

You ignored, knowing she only wanted to push your buttons.

"Oh not talking? Well then I guess I can say whatever about you then. So ___, is it true you secretly like fucking Mr. Manson? Only another motherfucking freak like him could ever like you.."

You flinched, and she could talk about you, but him. That was it. As you looked up to her. You were about to stand up and slap her when you heard another familiar voice.

"Samantha I'm afraid I'm going to have to send you to the principles office," Marilyn said.

"I didn't do anything!"

"Yes of course, but you did in fact say anything and everything on your mind," he said while opening the door.

He wrote up a note and she was sent off as you sat in your desk laughing to yourself. I guess having your boyfriend as a teacher has it's perks. Only five minutes remained till class and all the students waited outside because well, some were afraid and others liked gossiping.

"So, ___ what do we say?"

"Thank you, Mr. Manson."

He smiled and then looked at you seductively. You eyed him.

"Stop doing that!" You said playfully.

He picked up a pencil and dropped it on the floor. You knew what he was doing. It's the oldest trick in the book. He bent over to pick his pencil. You looked away trying not to eye him but you did. He then wrote the assignment on the board, as the bell rang and students starting taking their seats. Your assignment was to read three chapters in your book to yourself and answer question 1-17 then turn it when finished. Everyone did their work surprisingly since they used to be talkative before Manson.

You looked around to make sure no one was looking and you checked out Marilyn's ass while his back was turned. You looked him up and down wanting to see him naked then he turned to smile at you. He licked his lips and you quickly put your head down as if you were doing your work. Damn Vampire, you said to yourself.