Thread by @IDtsuKei

Everyone’s annoying me irl today so here’s some #sunatsukki #sntsk nsfw supernatural blurbs ~~

Suna has been watching the blonde for a few months now. He frequents this club often, it’s known for its fang bangers, humans who would do anything to get a vampire to bite them.

He assumed that’s what the blonde was here for. He had a steady stream of pursuers, the young vampires who also frequent the club falling over themselves for him. He can’t blame them, it’s been a while since a human had peaked his interest so. The human was tall, taller than Suna

With beautiful pale skin, wide innocent looking eyes. He wore his humanity on his skin, blush staining his cheeks as the newest would be conqueror leaned close, whispering in his ear. Suna never saw any bite marks on his neck, the skin unblemished, and if he had a pulse it would

Have jumped at the thought of where the blonde was hiding the marks.

He didn’t come every night, but close enough to once a week where suna noticed him, and he’s sure the bartenders noticed as well. No one gossiped though, which was strange. The vampires who came here loved

Drama, they loved to brag about the desperate humans who would demean themselves however the vampire demanded to get their fix. They loved to dangle the gift of immortality over the humans heads, keep them coming back for more, while laughing with their kin about how gullible

They were.

Suna hated it here.

He only comes here because the twins drag him, and he would never pass up the opportunity to watch Atsumu make a fool of himself in front of the short orange haired warlock who was serving as a bartender. He never took anyone home, but the

Blonde was making him reconsider. He wanted, badly, to sink his fangs into the blondes skin. He wondered if his blood tasted as sweet as he looked.

Tonight might be the night, as the blonde slides in next to him at the bar, patiently waiting for the bartender to look their way.

He orders something that sounds disgusting, and Suna makes a face that has the blonde smiling.

‘Not a fan?’ He asks, tilting his head.

‘Can’t say I am.’

‘What’s your poison?’ His head is angled so Suna’s eyes are drawn to the pulse point in his neck, flushed with Suna’s

Drink of choice. Oh, he’s good.

‘I don’t think you’d like it,’ Suna smirks.

‘Are you sure?’ He sips his own drink, fluttering his eyelashes. Up close his eyes are even better than Suna originally thought, honey gold and molten. ‘Order something and let me have a taste?’

Suna complies, ordering the most expensive whiskey the bar carried, before taking a sip and handing it to the blonde. He takes the offered glass, spinning it in his hand until he can place his lips directly over where Suna’s had been a second ago, taking a sip of his own. Suna

Watched the bob of his throat as he swallowed, mesmerized. The blonde made a satisfied sound, setting the glass back down in front of Suna.

‘It’s good,’ he agrees. ‘A bit out of my price range though. Tsukishima,’ he introduces himself.

‘Suna.’

‘Well, Suna-san, are you going

To try mine? It was a trade, yes?’ He looked at the glass offered to him and shook his head no.

‘Finish it. Maybe I’ll taste it then.’ The blonde grinned, and Suna flagged down the bartender to pay both of their tabs. He didn’t usually take home a human, but he supposes he can

Make an exception.

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Tsukishima’s drink was shitty, he decided as he licked his way into the blondes mouth. He was tempted to pause the action to pour them both something good, but settled on replacing the cheap alcohol with his own taste. How had no one from the club bragged

About this human? He was perfect, warm and pliant, he made the most delicious sounds as he rutted against him. They had only been kissing for a few minutes and Suna was already half ready to offer immortality to him. How hadn’t he be turned yet?

Tsukishima broke his train of

Thought by pulling his shirt off, tossing it behind him, revealing more unblemished skin for Suna to suck marks into. He makes his way down Tsukishima’s chest, dragging his fangs along his skin, teasing, but retracting them before biting down, not breaking the skin. Tsukishima

Tugs on his shirt, pulling them down until Suna’s pressing him into the mattress. His fingers shake as he unbuttons Suna’s shirt, pushing the fabric off of him as soon as he can, threading his fingers into Suna’s hair to pull until their lips are connected, Suna’s cold chest

Flush with Tsukishima’s warm one.

‘Will you fuck me?’ He gasps, trying to shimmy out of his own pants as Suna watches.

‘I suppose,’ Suna tries to sound unaffected but when Tsukishima’s pants are finally off of his body, if his sinfully long legs weren’t enough, he spreads

Them easily, showing Suna a flash of a plug in him. Suna moans, laughing at the sight. ‘Knew what you wanted tonight huh?’

‘Maybe,’ he shrugs. Suna helps him by taking off his own pants, grabbing his lube. He coats his fingers and slowly works out the plug, drowning in the tiny

Gasps Tsukishima lets out as he works him open even further. ‘Wanna ride you,’ Tsukishima asks and Suna nods, rolling to his back. This man was a dream, he thought to himself. Ridiculously hot and also willing to do most of the work?

Tsukishima lines them up with his hand,

Teasing the tip in slowly, before dropping down. He takes a second to moan at the intrusion, goosebumps covering his skin at the feeling. Suna grins, placing a lazy hand on Tsukishima’s waist and letting him get to work.

Despite the innocent look he puts on, it’s clear

Tsukishima knows what he’s doing. He rolls his hips with expert precision, dragging groans from both of them. Suna feels himself rocketing dangerously close to the edge, cursing as his fangs drop without his control. He wants to bite him, wants to drink his blood as he fucks him

Full of his cum. He sees Tsukishima’s grin at his fangs sticking out, watches him arch his neck.

‘Wanna taste?’ Suna nods, groaning, but is stopped from sinking his teeth in by Tsukishima’s hand.

‘Make me cum and then you can bite me,’ he taunts. Suna, not one of the young

Fledglings Tsukishima must be used to, takes the task to heart. His grip tightens, and he fucks up to meet Tsukishima’s downward thrusts. Tsukishima’s eyes widen before fluttering closed, moaning as Suna hits his prostate with precision. It doesn’t take long until Tsukishima is

Flying over the edge, whining as he spills between them. Suna feels his cock twitching, barely able to hold back when Tsukishima laughs, euphoric.

‘Good boy,’ he giggles, and Suna is half in love already. ‘Okay, you can bite me.’

He surges forward, sinking his teeth in right

At Tsukishima’s pulse point. He should be careful, not wanting to kill the blonde, but he can’t help himself. Tsukishima’s blood is delicious, it’s the best he’s had in centuries. He vaguely registers Tsukishima’s moans, feeling the blonde clench around him as he cums again, and

He spills himself, dragging his mouth away from Tsukishima’s neck as he pumps him full. The bite mark is messy, a jagged rough thing that has Suna feeling guilty for half a second. It would take ages to heal, and Tsukishima would be lucky if it didn’t get infected. It marred his

Perfect skin—wait. Now that he wasn’t clouded by the need to fuck Tsukishima, things weren’t lining up. Why was his skin unmarked? He had left with vampires recently, they couldn’t have healed that quickly. And his blood, while it tasted almost human, there was something else

There. He opened his eyes to see Tsukishima’s face, watch as the grin breaks out across it.

‘That wasn’t half-bad, Suna-san.’

‘Oh fuck,’ it clicked in his head. ‘You’re a succubus!’

Tsukishima’s grin widens as he pulls off of Suna, laughing again.

‘10 out of 10, you’re

The first one who’s guessed that in years.’

‘You’re the one who keeps taking newbies home with him. Where are their marks?’ He asks, rubbing his hand along Tsukishima’s skin as if it would make one appear.

‘None of them made me cum, I wasn’t going to let them bite me.’

Tsukishima shrugs, laying down and stretching out next to him.

‘So what did you do? There’s no way they didn’t get pissed at that.’ He frowns.

‘Oh, they did. What I did depends on how pissed. Some of them, I just let them keep trying until they passed out and then I wiped

Their memories. The others, well. They won’t be back at the club.’ His grin is deadly and Suna realizes, oh fuck, he really is half in love with this man.

‘And me?’

‘What about you?’

‘Are you going to wipe my memories? Or eat me or whatever the hell it is you do with your

Victims?’

‘Oh. No, why would I? You got me off, twice. I’ll keep you for a bit, until we get bored of each other. Besides, Hinata would kill me if I fucked things up with your blonde friend and him.’

End !!!