?Blood Lust? DBD x Reader Oneshots

I randomly thought this up in my brain because I'm a huge simp/ coomer for Danny. This takes place before the entity yoinked him and the reader! I thought it would be interesting to write about even tho it's just smut. Also I imagine Danny having reading glasses or something like that. I think it's adorable. If you've read his little backstory thing you'd know that Danny has an alias and literally writes about his own murders 💀... Unless if I'm wrong, I haven't read it since he was released into the game.

A weeeeee bit important but I guess I should mention this has a blow job and some eating out in it??

Idk someone really didn't like the fact that I wrote the reader giving a bj to Frank in one of my oneshots among other things. Bitch, it's smut. I can kind of understand why some might not like it, but fuck, man. Just don't read my coomer oneshots then.

I poked my head through the doorway. There he was typing away with a focused look on his face. Danny has been working overtime to write about his own recent murders. The bags under his eyes are apparent and the family of coffee cups that cluttered his already messy desk aren't making things any easier. I don't think he even notices me standing here. I study him longer and take everything in. How he was sitting, the way his brows furrowed together, the consistent tapping of his foot, the small huffs of frustration passing through his lips, how his legs were parted...

"Y/n, I can see you staring."

I jumped and a furious blush washed over my cheeks.

He straightened up and I could see his head clearly over the computer monitor. "What's up?" He asked with a tired smile.

For a serial killer, he's incredibly kind and considerate towards me... I shook my head a little.

"I just missed you..."

Danny took off his reading glasses and a small grin was growing on his face. "Come here." He attempted to hide his grin as I waltzed towards him.

As I walked behind the desk I looked at all of the papers and pictures that coated his desk. Some of his old articles, one in progress, a couple pictures of his most recent work... I felt a little queasy seeing someone's insides like that.

Danny took notice of my staring and cleared his throat. He pulled me closer to him and gathered up the pictures, successfully shoving them into the desk. "Sorry, baby, I know you don't like seeing those."

He wasn't wrong, yet he wasn't completely right. I get mixed feelings from seeing pictures like that. It's different knowing the man I love and sleep next to performed that. It's intriguing yet frightening, but at the same time I want to look at it...

"Y/n?"

"Oh sorry."

Danny pursed his lips and released them with a pop. He looked back up to me and pat his lap. "Why don't you take a seat?"

I didn't get a good look at him from the doorway and now that I'm this close... His hair was messy in a cute way and his shirt was only halfway buttoned.

"Hmm... Are you getting all hot and bothered because of me, doll face?" He playfully tilted his head to the side and smirked at me. "Come here~" His voice dropped an octave nearly melting me on the spot.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and began to straddle him. He hummed in content and grabbed my hips, rubbing soothing circles on them. A light flush colored my cheeks. My lips parted as I brushed my fingers through his soft hair, leaning in ever so slightly feeling my confidence rise.

"I think you could use a distraction." I whispered as I smoothed my thumb across his bottom lip. "Take a break from all this hard work..." I felt him become aroused beneath me.