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triplesilverstar · 6 months

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Day 28

Rating: Explicit 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Vampire Vash X F!Reader, Priest Wolfwood X F!Reader, Vampire Vash X F!Reader X Priest Wolfwood, Vampire Vash X Priest Wolfwood

CW: Penetrative sex, Clothed sex, Feeding, blood drinking, penis in vagina sex, Cock warming, voyeurism, mind control, panic attacks, bond mates, hand job, Blow job, spit roast, cream pie, cum shot, facial, weird prayers

Word count: 3159

A/N: Day 28, The final part of the Priest Wolfwood and Vampire Vash trilogy, you can read part one here and part two here.

It doesn’t take long for you and Vash to find a rhythm. Both in the aspect of keeping him alive with feeding from you and in the bedroom. Things you once thought of as a sin are long gone, Vash showing you the world in a way as you finish healing and start working around the castle more.

While your sleep schedule was certainly off from what it used to be, the reward for the change was well worth it in your opinion. Even if one night Vash was wondering why you were still out in the garden and one look at you and he promptly fell over onto his side laughing at you covered in muck. You had lost track of time in your goal of replanting a few seedlings, though his laughter hadn’t lasted too long before you were both covered in muck and in your case, a load of his cum dripping from your thighs.

It was, pleasant. Enjoying the freedom that came with being able to be yourself and while Vash had been right that you didn’t have too many to treat in his castle, the way the inhabitants treated you was entirely different. They treated you like a person, not some heathen woman to try and chase out of the grounds. Giggling behind your hand one evening unaware as Vash watched from the shadow as you tended one of the older servants who burned her hand. Having just been told how you were such a sweet dearie before she left, you just smiled more when you felt the loose fabric of his shirt wrap around you and the point of his nose pressing against the side of your face.

“Are you happy my little witch?”

Grinning and wrapping both of your hands around his forearm watching as the woman slipped away. “I am, my handsome lord.” Feeling just as much hearing the snort from him, knowing how much Vash hates you referring to him as such.

A kiss is pressed to the corner of your lip before he releases you, walking around to drop into the seat across from you and taking one of your hands. You always find it interesting how he’s so careful with your hands, the point of his long fingers tracing along your own. “I hate when you call me that.”

“You know I do it because it bothers you.” Curling your digits to interlock your hands to press your lips to the back of his knuckles making him chuckle as you feel the cool dry skin. “Now. What can I do for you?” Trying to keep your tone light as you tease him, from the pallor of his cheeks you know he hasn’t been awake for very long.

A long sigh watching you, and you just shake your head in response, your free hand reaching up for the high collar of your shirt. “I hate this part too.” Tumbling from his mouth with enough venom lacing it that you’d be afraid it was directed at you if you weren’t more aware. You know what he needs and you’re happy to provide what you can for him.

It doesn’t take long to push the fabric to the side and tilt your head allowing for easier access to your neck, you still find yourself getting used to the sensation as Vash slots his mouth over your sensitive skin and bites down the haze of pleasure over taking your senses.

“That’s it Vash, take what you need.” Voice soft as you cup the side of his face while he drinks from you, shivering ever so slightly before he pulls away licking his lips. “Did you get enough?” Sometimes he stays attached far longer, but tonight has been a short drink that still leaves a dampness forming in your core.

Watching him nod, and you reach with a cloth for the corner of his mouth to remove the specks of red from his darkening countenance. “I know I brought you here with this in mind, to feed from you and… well.” As he trails off you just smile, running your fingers along the side of his face and along his cheekbone pushing his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose. Glasses he wears to hide his glowing eyes behind, even if everyone in the castle knows what he is.

“Vash, it’s alright. We’re getting there, these things don’t happen overnight.” Closing the distance to kiss him, the light tang of copper an undertone as your lips massage his. You’ve gotten a lot better at the whole kissing thing since you arrived.

Vash responds with a light hum, before pushing his mouth harder against yours, angling your head back more to change the way your lips ghost against one anothers. His hand reaches up to cup the side of your face tenderly before he pulls away watching you through narrowed lust blown eyes. “It is strange, I went to find you because of rumors of a witch. Then when I saw you I knew you weren’t a real one, but I wanted to save you. You reminded me of my human mother, she was killed because the town we lived in before I was turned thought she was a witch as well.”

You aren’t sure how you feel about reminding him of his mother and you see his eyes flicker briefly before speaking again. “I didn’t want another innocent to die because humans are fools.” Leaning in once more, Vash trailing his lips along the edge of your chin before going for a deeper, more insistence kiss, his tongue tracing your bottom lip and you happily open your mouth to tangle your tongue with against his. Tongues swirling and you taste more copper this time, humming yourself.

Your hands reach down to his lap, feeling the firmness of his cock under the confines of his pants stroking him while his own hands are reaching for your hips. Squealing as he lifts you up and away from him before turning you “warm me up?” Whispered against the back of your head as he places you on all fours in front of him.

A rather silly question as you grin, hearing the snaps of his pants being undone, feeding from you always has the dual effect of providing him sustenance and leaving you both in a state of arousal. “Always.” A low chuckle from him as your skirt is pushed away, feeling his breath wash over your pussy lips before he licks your sex. A noise of appreciation at how wet you are, a few more licks as he spreads your wetness before blowing across the damp skin making you shiver. Shuffling and you practically purr as Vash presses the head of his cock against you, a tap to your clit making more wetness pump from inside of your pussy before he sinks into your tight heat.

The sensation of him filling you always leaves you breathless swallowing as your skin flushes from the actions of his hips slowly working his dick inside you. Spreading your fingers against the rug under you as Vash keeps one hand on your hip, the other rubbing along the swell of your ass. “You always take me so well.” He praises as he shifts his hips adding to the pressure building in your core.

Once you feel his hips firmly against your backside he stills, enjoying the spasming and twitching of your walls as you encompass his length while his hand keeps moving tracing nonsense patterns into the plump flesh. “You look so perfect like this, on your knees warming me up. Such a good little witch you are.” A light swat to your ass and you moan, clenching around him.

“Perhaps tonight you’ll get an extra reward for being so good.” As he sets a steady pace you find your head rolling forward tongue sticking out through parted lips, enjoying the pleasure he’s giving you. Every throb of his cock makes you shiver as it sends a tingle along your spine from sensitive walls. A thin line of drool forms at the corner of your mouth as the sound of skin on skin grows louder around the two of you. A long low moan when he shifts the angle of his thrusts once more and he hits that spot inside you that makes everything tighten in response.

“Now that’s a sight I didn’t think I’d come home to. Not that I’m complaining.” Head whipping upwards at the voice coming from the doorway with a hint of familiarity, and you want to pounce body going stiff at the man watching the two of you fuck since Vash hasn’t slowed.

“It took you a while to get home, Nicholas.” A growl follows Vash’s words as you stare at the priest from your village, the priest that had almost resulted in you dying tied to a wooden pyre.

“You! You Bastard!” Screaming at him, feeling your rage rising in you but you don’t get to act on it as Vash moves. A hand wrapping around your throat to cradle the soft skin while his chest presses your back against the floor, his lips beside your ear.

“Shush my little witch.” Vash doesn’t stop his hips from moving, but his speed has picked up as he plunges into your core. “Nicholas was just doing as he was told. Even if it did take him longer than expected to return to us.”

A tsk from the priest as you feel your attention divided between the two men, Vash making your body feel thick and hazy as your orgasm nears. Watching the priest known as Nicholas place the giant cross so it’s leaning against one of the walls of the room before removing part of his robe and you see his muscular neck. A similar pattern along one side that is slowly growing on your own from feeding Vash. “I would have been home sooner if you had come to get me as we planned.”

“I was preoccupied with the recovery of our little witch. You allowed them to go too far in almost killing her.” You can hear the desperation in his voice as Vash almost growls while still plowing your insides.

“You were taking too long to get there! That was your fault Vash.” Feeling your head spin in time to the twitching of your core as you try to follow the conversation. “I couldn’t delay the town any longer after they saw the little lamb leave the church.”

Body numb you speak as your arousal starts to ebb at the fear gripping your soul “Did. Did the two of you plan for them to almost kill me?” Tears spring to your eyes as Vash stops moving, his rock-hard cock pressing against the deepest parts of you and twitching.

The hand at your throat moves, and Vash pulls you upright so you’re speared on his dick and sitting on his lap while he peppers the side of your face in tender kisses. “Oh, my sweet little witch. They were going to kill you regardless, so I took measures to ensure they would think you were taken by a monster and never look for you. With Nicholas’s help, he started the process of making you mine, our third partner. I just wanted you to survive.” A low whine in his throat and you feel a few tears fall on your skin.

As his words sink in your heart clenches, does that mean he was the one who made you do all those terrible things? That invaded your thoughts at night, made you think you had been going insane? “Yes. It was me.” The panic growing inside of you as he answers, and you’re surprised when a rougher hand is placed along the side of your face tilting you to look at the priest Nicholas.

“Hush little Lamb. I told you our lord would save you, you just needed to have faith. That town was going to kill you regardless, they wanted you gone. You’re so much safer here with us.” Something about his voice is drawing you in, just like in the church and a sense of ease washes over you again as his fingers trail down your face to the side of your neck. His eyes narrow as he looks at something before turning his attention back to Vash. “You haven’t been feeding enough from her, are you trying to get us killed Vash?”

What? What is he talking about? Nicholas’s hand leaves your face, and you hear a tearing sound tilting your head. You can see more of Vash’s skin than ever before and it shocks you. Covered in scars, some thicker than your wrist on his pale body. “If you die because of the bond you take the two of us with you now. Idiot. You need to eat more.”

Watching with fascination as Nicholas grabs Vash’s head and forces his mouth over his thick neck. “Take what you need, you dumbass.” From just under him you hear the rumble of his chest before Vash’s head moves at an unnatural angle and you hear Nicholas hiss before it turns to a moan watching his eyes flutter.

In the turmoil of the last few moments you almost forgot Vash was still inside of you, but now that he’s feeding you can feel his hips starting to move and a sense of euphoria is washing over you the arousal you had been feeling returning full force.

Panting as Vash rolls his hips slowly building that fire in your core once more, lost in a daze as Nicholas grabs your hand and places it on his crotch. His larger hand engulfs yours as he starts to stroke his own stiff cock with your smaller palm, moaning as you add your other hand the confusion leaving in the haze of your arousal.

“That’s it little lamb, once our master is full we’re going to finish what we started in the church” gasping in your hold while Vash keeps drinking from Nicholas. “Going to make you ours.” His words make you tighten around Vash as he grinds against your ass the tip of his cock almost painfully hard against your womb.

Pulling his mouth away from Nicholas’s tender skin you see the crimson dripping down Vash’s mouth and it makes your belly tighten in delight. He looks like some kind of ethereal being with his eyes glowing and looking almost monstrous, not that you would ever voice it. Licking his lips, Vash repositions you so you’re back on all fours and he starts rutting away at your core voice deeper. “You’re both mine, and I intend to keep it that way.”

Nicholas is shuffling in front of you using his hand to stroke his freed flesh now that you’re on your knees once more, your body being pushed forward and back by the movement of the dick plundering your core. “Open your mouth little Lamb.” With the sight of the weeping cock in front of you, the tip dark and moist with his arousal you part your lips and stick out your tongue. Sighing at the weight of him as he places his head in your mouth, pressing downwards so you can taste the saltiness coating him. “Such an obedient little thing you are. Now wrap those pretty lips around me and suck.”

Using your hands to keep yourself stable you do just that, lips closing around his warm flesh and starting to suckle at him while Vash is grunting behind you, his movements pushing you along Nicholas’s length. You won’t be able to reach his base, not the way Vash has you held in his grasp his long fingers digging into your hips while he bucks into your pliant body. So Nicholas wraps his own hand around the rest of his cock, using the drool coming from your mouth and coating his length to glide his palm in time with your lips. “Good girl” You barely hear his voice over the noises Vash is making his hips moving almost impossibly fast now chasing that high he wants.

“Nicholas” grounding out from him “I’m soon going to paint my seed within her tight walls, feels as if she wants to milk me.”

“A side effect of the bond, even if you don’t feed directly from her she feels the pang of desire I feel.” Nicholas’s free hand is in your hair, gripping the strands loosely as more spit drips down your chin moaning in enjoyment. You can see he’s trying to hold himself back from bucking his hips into your face, trying to keep a measure of control as you suck him. “I’m close as well.” His words trailing away into a moan of his own and his eyelids flutter, the taste of salt growing in your mouth.

“Finish on her face Nicholas” a command you weren’t expecting Vash to make and you whimper in disappointment while Nicholas chuckles.

“Of course my master.” A hand on the side of your face to keep you still as his cock is pulled from your mouth, the tip hitting your swollen lips making you sigh, a long strand of saliva connecting you as he pulls away.

Moving his hand faster and you start to pant feeling Vash jerking his hips in tandem with the movement of Nicholas’s hand and the fire in your core is ready to explode. Walls fluttering like mad around Vash’s thick dick as he’s thrusting harder into you.

“My Master” Nicholas starts, his hand almost a blur now in front of you. “Let us pray, for this woman to be reborn into a new life by our side.” Gasping as Vash is pistoning inside you harder now, your arms struggling to keep you upright with the onslaught of his hips. “The third side of our own trinity.” Hissing through his teeth, you feel Vash slam into you with enough force to make you gasp, the air forced from your lungs as his cock floods your insides with warmth at the same time Nicholas is spurting his release over your face. Parting your lips and letting some of the warm strands land across your tongue, closing your eyes as more and more cum is sprayed on your face.

“By salt and fire,” the final words whispered before Nicholas leaned back almost boneless on his haunches and Vash slumped over your body, sending you both to the floor in a mass of tangled limbs. A buzzing growing around the base of your skull, almost like someone is speaking but you can’t make out the words.

“You’re mine now, forever” Vash groans into your back, his cock still spasming inside you. “As your life feeds mine, mine strengths yours, the three of us will be together for eternity.”

Blissed out of your mind you chuckle, moving one of your arms to rest your face against. “Sounds nice.”

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