(skate rat?) matsukawa issei x fem!reader | w.c 2.5k
a/n: FUCK ok here’s my fic for da whorehouse collab <3 yes it is a sequel to flavor of the month, same reader, makki + mattsun, back at it again,,, cuck makki 2021 i guess <3 i’m so sorry it’s late, also sorry if the “smut” is uh,,,, bad ksjdfhk i did not edit this, and no beta we die like goons
alternative title: hot babysitter face fucks best friend’s wife
18+ adults
warnings:CHEATING (reader is married to makki), kids (they’re just there idk reader is a mom), degradation,face-fucking,choking, slight injury
do any of u have a character that you’d kiss platonically. like u know that character has the potential to be your best friend and u can kiss each other without falling in love
a/n: normal mattsun monday piece but this time its horror and i’m going nuts. BUT HAPPY MATTSUN MONDAY!! based on the harley poe song of the same title
genre: horror
word count: .7k
warnings: descriptions of blood. mattsun’s a vampire and a flirt. he wants to kill ya but in a weird sexy way where he just made out with you and now wants to suck all of your blood. i dont know why i wrote this..
pairing: vampire!mattsun x gn!reader
enjoy?? i promise my next thing wont be as bonkers LMAO
“College kid like you, with nothin’ to do, let’s go back to my place and I’ll show you a thing or two,” his words lingered in the air like a scented candle. His lips fell into a smirk. His eyes were a piercing shade of blue, but they were practically black with the intent behind them. He was always so, well, you didn’t really know. You didn’t really know him.
He approached you at a bar, six feet of muscle overpowering every little part of your body, and chatted you up for a second. There was nothing particularly cruel about his mannerisms or intent–nothing scary about him–but maybe that was wishful thinking. Besides, he was hot, that was a plus in every regard. His aura was full of holes though, masked with confidence and intensity.
There was something strange about the man you grew to know as Matsukawa Issei. He was normal, sure, but the things he said in hushed tones seemed to speak louder. You only knew him for one hour before you were in his apartment on the opposite side of town.
His pisces sun made him malleable. He could go from one mindset to another at the drop of a hat, pulling a complete one-eighty within seconds. He was intense, but not without his moments of quiet composure. He was mostly moments of quiet composure. Nothing about him was out of place, but that was all seen within moments of meeting him. Reading him was easy, or so you thought.
He was intriguing. Interesting. Fun. He seemed tame and fine, but powerful enough for a good time. Powerful enough to keep you reeling afterwards. Powerful enough to have some fun with you
Clothing dripped to the floor like a roaring waterfall as the whole room heated up, and there was nothing mistaking the way the night was heading, until he
Well
Let the fangs come out.
He was practically a gentleman about it, really. He let the air get hot and heavy before making you question every last second of your time with him. He let things seem interesting before scaring you into oblivion, poking your bottom lip with a sword made of bone between deep kisses.
“I said, I don’t want you. I want your blood,” Mattsun laid on his back, propping his incredibly well toned body up with his elbows. There was a drop of blood on his lip that he quickly wiped away, biting the pink skin and winking to turn the heat back up. Was this guy delusional?
“What the fuck?”
“Seems perfectly reasonable to me,” he shrugged, “I’m at the top of the food chain, baby, and in my world you don’t have a voice.”
You stood there, almost completely naked, absolutely perplexed. But why won’t you leave? Why aren’t you running away? Was he not scary enough?
“Do you think I’m bluffing?” He moved a bit, holding himself up now with his hands, biceps flexing under the weight of his upper body. The deep yellows fluttering around the room were borderline delicious, especially what they were doing to his abs. Are you too horny to leave?
“Because I’m not. It’s nothin’ personal but you gotta do what you gotta do.” He scoffed. “Besides, you shouldn’t complain, in a world where death is so much gain.”
“Matsukawa.”
“Yeah, sweetcheeks?” He flashes his fangs once more, rubbing one with a finger like he was polishing it before work.
“What are you?”
“A vampire? I’m surprised you didn’t notice. I’m also surprised you’re not running, actually, most people don’t let me get through my spiel first.” Issei let out a breathy chuckle, carding his fingers through his hair and sewing his eyes shut. “You were in the wrong bar on the wrong night. These’re the cards you were dealt, so why fight?”
A singular bedside lamp lit up the studio apartment, boxy walls reflecting soft shades of yellow on everything. In a moment of panic, you looked around, noticing small splatters of blood and deeper stains on a few white shirts. He was at home, bits of his duvet more worn out than others–likely due to insistent washing out bloodstains.
“You seem like a nice girl, so I’ll let you go, but not without tryin to get ya on my side.” He started gesticulating now, annunciating with his hands like it’d make his words even more pertinent. “There’s really no downfalls here, unless you see immortality as a downfall. Why don’t ya just give it to me?”
Congratulations to the Hanamaki and Matsukawa couple!! As previously mentioned, the winners get free tickets to Gisneyland!!! Have fun on your date, you two
MATSUHANA WEEK DAY 5: FAKE DATING always a fun trope to explore
