Like Candy
Fandom: American Vampire
Pairing: Skinner Sweet/OC
Rating: X
Summary: Skinner turns his "it's complicated" into a vampire to see whether or not she'd stick by his side. The girl's not just hungry for blood, though.
Type: One-Shot
Hesitantly, Roxanne ran her tongue over the man’s chest. Her mind was still struggling to grasp the new concept; she wanted this. She wanted his blood, the taste in her mouth, in her body. It quenched her, and it was blood. She wasn’t human anymore… Roxanne wasn’t a human. The man looked down at her, running his fingers through her short red hair. “Just drink from me.”
Roxanne groaned quietly, pressing her hands flash against Skinner’s chest. She pressed her tongue into the wound, trying to pull more blood into her mouth. She felt something shift in her mouth, in her jaw. “Good girl.” She sucked at his chest, and he sighed, a slight air of amusement colouring the breath. “Just fucking bite me. Don’t be a pussy with the fangs, sweetheart.” Steeling herself, and pushing her doubts to the back of her mind, Roxanne opened her mouth wide, curled her fingers against Skinners chest, hesitated for a second, then swiftly leaned up and sunk her new fangs into the older vampire’s shoulder.
“Ah!” Skinner gasped. “Fuck…” His fingers stayed in her hair as Roxanne pulled the blood from his long-dead body. It tasted fresh, but tainted somehow. Roxxy didn’t care. It was blood and it was good. She needed it. Greedily, the young woman dragged her fingers down Skinner’s chest. “Easy there.” She looked up at him, pulling back slightly, panting. Skinner smirked. “Not so rough on the goods, there.”
A drop of blood trickled down her chin, fangs pushing against her soft pink lips. Skinner laughed, darkly amused at the image of such an innocent expression with blood smeared across it. This was his handiwork, and he was proud of it. He raised a hand and wiped a drop away with the pad of his thumb. “So-sorry…” the woman whispered, eyes locked with Skinner’s still.
“I may be immortal, but it still hurts. Maybe I like it, maybe I don’t… but it fuckin’ hurts.” The woman looked down and wiped her mouth on the back of her arm, fangs receding slightly. Skinner ruffled her hair in a disturbingly fatherly fashion. Her once green eyes flicked back up to look at him through her bangs, still unsure of the new situation. “Want something real to eat, or did the little drink there top you up?”
Biting her own lip now, Roxanne leaned up. The feeling of her fangs pushing into his skin, and the gush of blood on her mouth had made her heart race. If it was still even beating it would have been, but she wasn’t even sure if she was even slightly alive anymore. “I… Well, there is something that I want.” Her voice sounded more breathless than she’d intended for it to.
“And what would that be?” Skinner asked, although he knew the answer.
The woman pulled back, and slowly sucked the last of the blood from her lips before responding. “You tell me…” What was she, some chaste little angel? Judging from what had transpired the night before, that was far from the truth. But if she wanted to play a little game like that, well, Skinner was good with games. It wasn’t going to be a problem.
“Well, it’d be my pleasure,” he said casually, sliding his fingers down her still-bare chest. “You want me to fuck your pretty brains out.” Grabbing her nipple between his fingers, he gave it a sharp tug and was rewarded with the woman’s gasp. She pulled at his waistband, tugging at it almost forlornly. Skinner held back his laugh. The vampire swiftly shoved the woman down onto the bed behind her, and pushing her legs apart. “Oh, doll,” he purred, tugging his own shirt off and tossing it on the floor. His boots and pants soon followed, but he left his hat over his dirty-blond hair.
The human on the bed watched him, biting her lip with her pathetically dull teeth. “Please,” she all but simpered up at Skinner.
“Oh, doll. Please what now?”
“You know…” Roxanne gazed up at him shyly, but the smirk she was clearly holding back ruined the effect.
Sweet laughed. “Do I?”
“Yes!” she said insistently, reaching up to him.
Pinning her down, the vampire leaned down to run his fangs up her neck. He could feel the pulse under her skin. Teasingly, he grinded against her cunt, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping him there. When he didn’t immediately push his dick into her, the girl whined. “Skinner!”
“Call me Sweet.”
“Sweet…?” she tried again, stroking her fingertips down his chest.
“That’s the stuff.”
The human laughed, pushing his hat off, where it rolled off the bed and landed on the floor. She ran her fingers through his hair, stroking it almost tenderly and looked up at him, her face mockingly loving. “Oh please, my Sweet…”
“Fuck yes,” the vampire smirked at her. “Sweet as candy.” Skinner reached down and pushed his already hardened cock into her cunt. She was tight and hot and wet, and so fucking good. Feeling him thrust inside her, the woman moaned enthusiastically, fingers curling in Sweet’s hair. She arched her body against him, breasts pressed against his chest. He watched the pretty “o” of her open mouth, lips as red as blood.
“And what am I gonna call you? My slut?”
“Mhm, yeah,” she replied, loving the way the sound of the word rolled off his tongue. The word sounded like a slap in the face; how she liked it.
“I don’t like that.” Roxanne looked up at Skinner, unimpressed. “I like Sugar better. Sounds like a fucking whore’s name.” His tone was casual, but his body was rough against hers, forcing his cock deeper into her cunt, starting a rhythm of thrusts that pushed her down into the mattress. If she’s had a cheaper bed, they would’ve heard the springs squeaking.
Letting her head fall back, Roxanne groaned. “F-fine… if that’s what you like.”
Sweet laughed, leaning down and pinning the woman down against the bed. His breath was hot on her ear as he purred “Fuck me like a whore, then. Sugar.”
“Sure thing, Sweet,” Roxanne replied, eager to take up the challenge. She tightened her legs around his waist and squeezed her cunt tight around his cock, pushing herself against him. Her hands ran down his back, nails scraping his skin.
Skinner slammed himself into her in response, and the woman moaned, sharply dragging her nails around his hips. “How the hell can you be so damn tight?” She only laughed in response. “My little whore… hah, my vampire whore now.”
Roxanne narrowed her eyes, and taking Sweet by surprise, let go and pushed him over on the bed beside her, just as quickly rolling on top on him, sliding into his lap. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, lips brushing against the shell of it, “You wanna fuck me in the ass, Sweet? I promise that’s even tighter. By a long shot.” She sucked at the lobe of his ear before saying, even quieter. “’Cause I do.” She nipped at his lobe before smoothly pushing herself up and looked down at him smugly.
“Well, I wouldn’t be saying no, Sugar.” Skinner reached around the woman, sliding his hands over her ass. He grabbed it, spreading her asscheeks apart, exposing her tight little hole. The slut grinned and pushed herself back into his hands. She felt his finger push against her asshole, sliding it inside her agonizingly slowly.
The human groaned, pushing her ass out, hands on Skinner’s lovely tight abs. “Yes,” she hissed as he pulled his finger down, stretching her. She noted that her heart was still before remembering she wasn’t alive anymore. However, the thought was irrelevant to getting Sweet’s dick into her ass, so he pushed it away. Her breath on the other hand, was starting to get ragged, despite the fact that she didn’t need to breath. She was pretty sure, anyway.
“You’d better stretch me wide for this, Sweet.” Roxanne wrapped her fingers around the vampire’s cock, stroking them up and down it. It was slick with her come, and her fingers slipped over the thick shaft easily.
“You know Sugar,” Sweet said contemplatively, looking up the woman. He pushed a second finger into her. “I wouldn’t mind if you bled a little on my cock. I mean, I’m a bloodsucker after all.”
Roxanne gasped, squeezing his cock in her hand. “Yeah?” Her voice sounded breathless. She pushed pulled a lungful of air in, but it didn’t offer the same sensation of relief that she’d never even noticed as a human. It was nearly painfully prominent now. However, the air provided her with a more even voice. “Yeah? You like it like that? You like your Sugar bloody?” Skinner thrust his fingers deeper, destroying her smooth tone.
“You bet I fucking do.”
Roxanne curled her fingers against the vampire’s chest. “How do you like me, Sweet? I hope I’m not too much for you…” Squeezing her ass around his fingers, still spreading and stretching her, she continued. “Am I too good of a fuck?” Skinner grinned up at her, baring the tips of his fangs, just barely poking out from behind the row of slightly stained human ones.
Sliding his fingers out of her ass slowly, he replied with “Too good? No such thing. I like my girls raw and bloody. I have to admit, Sugar… I’m a bit of a sadist, and you seem to play to that well.” His hands curled around her hips.
“Sadist?” Roxanne smiled, leaning down and running her tongue up Skinner’s neck, curling fingers in his hair. “Hmm… lemmie see it.” She gave his hair a sharp yank, and Sweet grit his teeth, a cruel grin spreading on his lips.
“Sure thing.” He slammed his cock into her ass, balls deep, and Roxanne choked, clutching at him. Panting and moaning, Roxanne leaned back up, dragging her nails over his chest so she was sitting on his cock. She moved her hips in a slow circle with him inside her, making Skinner’s grin wider. “Just promise to scream for me, Sugar.” His hand came up faster than she saw and the backs of his knuckles connected with her cheek.
A yell escaped her throat as the blow caught her by surprise. Her face stung. Skinner grabbed her hips and forced them up and down, forcing her to fuck herself on him. Panting raggedly, Roxanne pushed the words out. “Only… if you can make me, Sweet.” Fingers curled around her throat, forcing her head back. Skinner squeezed and Roxanne gasped, struggling to get air in her lungs. She was right; she didn’t need it, but god her body wanted that air.
“No, no.” Skinner thrust his cock up into her ass mercilessly. It was hardly slick anymore and it rubbed against her skin, pulling at it. She groaned at the feeling, as choked as the sound came out. “You’re gonna promise me.”
Struggling to speak, Roxanne grasped at his wrist, trying to pry it away from her throat, but Sweet was far stronger than she was. “A-am I?”
“Yeah.” He squeezed his fingers tight around her neck. “You are.” The trickle of air that had been passing into her lungs was gone, and Roxanne instinctively choked. Her lungs burned dully as if they were merely unimpressed with the change, but her mind was reeling, telling her that she was going to die if she didn’t get a sweet lungful of air.
Skinner watched her struggle against his grip, grinning wickedly. His hips bucked up into her, fucking her rougher, faster. Her fingers pulled at his arm, his fingers, and her cheek was still read from where he struck her. He didn’t let up. “Oh, Sugar,” he tutted. She stopped pulling at his hands, and simply grasped them desperately, grinding herself down onto his thick cock inside her. She matched his thrusts, battling with her desire to breathe and her need to come. Breathing was losing the battle fast. “Dirty little whore.”
Suddenly the fingers around her throat were gone, and the woman toppled forward onto his chest. Her body sucked in air, and she panted hard. Skinner grabbed her shoulders, not giving her time to recover, and sunk his sharp nails into her flesh. “How about you fuck me, Sugar? You’re the whore here.”
“Fine…” She dragged her hands down Skinner’s torso. Smirking, she pushed herself back up and started to ride him hard, slamming herself down his dick. She choked and stopped abruptly. Skinner kept his nails dug into her flesh, and hadn’t moved his fingers with her body. His sharpened nails had torn into her flesh. Thick drops of blood rolled down her back.
“S-sweet! What the…” She started to pull away from him.
“Keep. Going.” Biting the inside of her cheek she slowly pulled herself up, his cock sliding further out of her ass, then back down, taking it again. His nails cut through her skin agonizingly slowly. “Unless you’re gonna scream for me now, Sugar.” Her body was hot, and she could feel sweat collecting on her brow and neck. Groaning loud, she fucked Skinner hard, embracing the pain of his nails in her back.
Laughing, Skinner looked up at her, gold eyes glinting malevolently. “Oh, I love the feel of your blood on my hands.” Roxxane gasped, arching away from his hands. The older vampire only laughed harder and grabbed her hips. She whimpered as the blood on his fingers smeared across her pale tattooed skin. Glancing down at herself, she licked her lips slowly, still feeling hot drops of blood on her skin, pouring out of her wounds. His hands forced her again, faster now, rougher.
“Pl-please,” Roxanne begged, grabbing at Skinner’s shoulders. “Please… make me come!” Pulling one hand away from her hips, Skinner lightly dragged his nails down her cheeks, the tips leaving bright red streaks. His other keep her hips pumping up and down, her ass stretched around his cock, taking it again and again inside her.
“Make you come, huh?”
Roxanne nodded. “Y-yeah, Sweet. Make me come.”
Skinner slid his finger down her jaw and to her lips, gently stroking the lower one before pushing his index and middle fingers into her mouth. Roxanne gasped at the taste of her own blood on her tongue. There had to be something wrong about this. Something forbidding about drinking your own blood… “Not gonna suck on it, Sugar?” Tentatively Roxxy dragged her tongue over the man’s finger. Her blood still tasted good. It still made her throat throb with dry need. Giving in, Roxanne sucked at his fingers, pulling them deeper into her mouth. “Good girl.”
The vampire jerked his finger, slicing it open on a tooth, and Roxanne didn’t need to be encouraged to suck on it this time. Skinner slammed himself into her, and Roxxy could keep herself getting closer to coming. The muscles of her pelvis tightened deliciously, and she slowed her thrusts down. Licking at the cut again, she pulled herself back. Looking Sweet in the eyes and smirking, she slowly pulled her tongue up his fingers.
“Hey, Sweet… you wanna see your cock in my ass?” The woman sucked at the tip of his finger, scraping her teeth over it. “Tell me how good it looks stretching me out?”
“What a good idea, Sugar.”
Nimbly, the woman swung her legs over Sweet’s chest, expertly keeping him inside her, and leaned forward, nearly off the bed, and spread her ass for him. She could hear the smirk in Skinner’s voice as he spoke. “I know what I’m gonna see.”
“What’s that, Sweet?”
“A nice big gape.” He pulled his cock out of her, and Roxanne gasped a little, relaxing herself. She could feel it, and spread herself wider for him. Her ass was red and swollen and stretched wide. She jerked when Skinner spit into her hole, flicking a glance back at him. The vampire laughed, looking her in the eyes. His own sparked cruely, and he plunged his dick back inside her ass, spanking it hard.
“Fuck yes, Sweet, you’d better be so dirty to me… I love it.”
“Slut, I know you do.” He spanked her again, and pulled his cock nearly out of her, thrusting it back in deep and hard. The vampire kept going like that, pulling out and thrusting deep and hard, slamming his cock inside her. His hand came down on her ass again and again, turning it pink. His hand landed so hard that his nails split her skin. She yelled and Skinner groaned in appreciation as the blood trickled out of the wound, already at the surface of her swollen skin. “Almost there, Sugar.”
“Mhm, Sweet, I’m gonna drive you wild,” Roxanne growled, throwing herself into the pattern of his thrusts, moaning when he spanked her. Her blood was drying to her back, and she could feel a drop of sweat run down her breast.
“I’m fucking looking forward to it.” Skinner sat up suddenly, pushing himself into her at a different angle, making her moan even louder. Grabbing her neck, the vampire pulled her against his chest and dragged his fangs up the woman’s neck, opening his mouth wide.
Smirking, Roxanne shoved him backwards, laying on top of him. “What’s this? Trying to take charge are you?”
“No, no,” she admonished him. “I’m supposed to be the whore here, remember? I’m fucking you.”
Skinner pulled her head back, holding her where she was -- “Better do a damn good job. Sugar.” -- and sank his fangs into her neck, tearing into her flesh.
Roxanne gasped, arching her back, grinding herself onto his cock, thrusting herself down on it, and rolling her pelvis, teasing him. “That’s better,” Skinner gasped, pulling back from her bloodied and mangled neck, grinning like the monster he was. He licked his lips and sucked at the blood pouring out of her neck onto his chest.
He reached around and pressed his fingers into her dripping cunt, dragging one up her clit. Roxanne moaned enthusiastically, pressing herself into his fingers. “Yeah,” she panted, pushing herself up and off of his cock. She spread herself with one hand and let a trickle of blood drip out of her gaping ass. “See, Sweet?”
“Damn,” Skinner grinned. “That’s what I like.” Roxanne shifted herself around to face him again and sank back down onto his dick, squeezing herself around it to hear his moan. She dragged her nails down his chest, and felt it rise and fall evenly. She snarled to herself quietly at his composure. She slammed herself down harder, only to see Sweet’s smug, knowing face looking back up at her. “You make me come, you whore.” He grabbed her throat again, squeezing it shut. If she could bruise, her neck would already be black and blue. His hand struck her cheek, and she hissed. Her body demanded air. “And I wanna come hard, you understand me?”
“Yes, Sweet,” Roxanne hissed, grinding herself down on him rougher, forcing his cock as deep as it could go into her ass.
“Good girl. Keep fucking me.” His breath was even, but his words were clipped as if he were working at it. She smirked victoriously. His grip on her throat had loosened just enough for enough air that she could ignore it, except for the sensation of his fingers digging into her skin.
Skinner let his head fall back. “Squeeze me. Nice’n’ tight.” Roxanne complied smirking. “Yes, Sugar!” The vampire’s hips jerked up, plunging his cock hard inside her. The tightness curling inside of Rox pushed over the edge and she cried out, grasping at Skinner’s arm, arching her body achingly still as she came. She panted hard, squeezing him as tight as she could, jerking as her orgasm faded. The vampire squeezed off her air as her came.
Come leaked out of her ass around his cock as he relaxed back against the bed. Slowly, his hand dropped from around her throat. “Damn… Sugar.” Roxanne panted, letting her body pull in the air however the hell it wanted to. She was too exhausted to care, and the feeling of her afterglow was too precious to mess up by forcing herself to breath normally. He licked his lips, letting his eyes drift shut. “Damn.”
“Valley girls do it best, obviously,” Roxxy said after a minute.
“Obviously,” Skinner agreed. “I mean… you have some skills there, doll.” Roxanne grinned, pulling herself up more comfortably on the bed, tugging a pillow under her head.
“Mhm… I think after that little adventure… I’m going to go back to sleep.”
“Sure thing, Sugar.” Sweet tossed the blankets over her body, and stood up, snatching his hat up off the floor. “You do that.”