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I have literally no idea what I'm doing here so bear with mecongrats you have stumbled onto my very first A03 work be afraid be very afraidok actual context coming soon but a) everyone is gay, b) smut :), and c) run while you can the vampire fantasy is coming to get us allContext - Updated (02/18/2025)WORLD
fantastical world
main setting is a shrouded woods kinda vibe
like cottagecore but a tad darker iykwim
PEOPLE
Tuz
genderqueer, they/them
bi-flexable
fae/human (most common race in this universe)
think the word "darling" personified (or "father? sorry. father? sorry. father? sorr-")
quite caring and dedicated
lawful good top, hardworking
June
cisgender/genderflexible, he/him
gay
vampire (rare race)
bratty but very much understands limits
the humorous one
*inhales* PRAISE KINK (yelled)
THEMES/kinks
rope bondage
total power control scenes
cnc scenes
knifeplay
bloodplay
praise/degradation
sensory deprivation
spitplay
roleplay
exhibitionism
org denial
*note: all these guys (above) are practiced in universe as acts of previous/ongoing consent, including cnc scenes! my little guys are very consent aware and think you should be too, TALK TO YOUR PARTNERS PEOPLE (or dont i suppose what am i to say)CONTENT
gay smut
what else do you want from me
(maybe will make a pg version of just their happy little non-kinky regular lives in the future but that is tbd)
TLDR:
a top whos human and a bottom whos a vampire they live in a little cottage in the woods and are incredibly kinky but in a wholesome way ok byeif these themes aren't interesting to you, feel free to pass on this work, and spend thy a03 time wisely :)
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SHOW DON'T TELL SEIRES (im trying 🥹🫶)June's muscles fluttered slightly as Tuzille's slender fingers traced his ribcage, June's world a quieted black beneath his blindfold. He laid beneath them in their bed, the comforters curled around the two, a soft flickering candle in the corner of the room lighting the soft world around them. Small will-o-wisp lanterns hung from the domed corners of the ceiling, the curved appearance reminiscent to that of a cocoon, and the slate downy pillows lay strewn across the room with abandon. The only sound that filled the room was the sounds of the wind breathing outside the windows, the occasional flash of white marking the presence of oncoming snow."You look so beautiful like this, you know," the gentle rumble of Tuzille's svelte voice drew June's attention, a small smile quirking across his lips."I wish I could see and say the same," he replied, evoking a sharp inhale from them."Are you not beautiful?" they asked, an edge creeping into their voice. June began to protest, but Tuzille stopped him, putting their finger to his lips. "Ah- you said what you said. And to think I was going to be nice to you this evening... Shame.""Noo," June whined, pouting, "You know what I meant. Please, I don't think I can handle a repeat of last week."
Tuzille's chest rumbled with laughter, but their fingers slowed to a stop atop June's skin, stopping tantalizingly close to the delicate skin of his face. "Hmm. Please, enlighten me, June," they murmured, the ghost of their breath dipping around the shell of his ear. "You know how greatly I appreciate hearing your pretty voice.""C'mon, Tuz-""June." Tuzille's voice hardened, and a slight pressure emerged behind their fingertips. "Use your words." They trailed off, letting June come up with the possibilities they could have planned should he choose not to cooperate. "I know who I've trained, and I know a slut like you knows how to obey commands. Do I need to remind you?"June's thighs pressed together as Tuzille's arctic blue eyes bored into his, and his lips parted slightly. "No, my maestro," he breathed. "I am your muse, exquisite in your eyes, and I simply wished to say I could not appreciate myself properly with the blindfold on."A silence settled over the room, a cool draft of air curling it's tendrils about the couple. Goosebumps rose across June's skin as the pause lengthened, and his heartbeat picked up. Had he said something wrong? What was happening?Lips brushed the edge of June's ear, and he startled, only to be met with a lanky hand closing firmly around his throat. "Are you implying that you can not appreciate what occurs when you're deprived of your sight? The times I've pleasured you with the lights set low? The times you've closed your eyes as you've came?" Tuzille's voice was a dark whisper, voice quiet and enunciated. "Because while I may be the one in control here, my desire is to bring you pleasure. Perhaps... something else is in order."June was abruptly thrust back into reality as Tuzille pulled his blindfold off, the dim lights in the room seeming all too bright. His face flushed as he realized the predicament he'd put himself in as he gazed at Tuzille, their muscles flexing as they pinned him down by the throat. "Once I release your neck, we'll enter scene." They paused, face melting to a gentler expression. "What are we feeling up for right now?"